“I’m maybe not going to last, ” Taehyung groans out, their face scrunching up.

Jungkook ended up being right right straight back in the sleep you were too occupied with Tae’s tongue massaging yours to notice behind you, doing something but. Taehyung’s lips had been therefore soft, they made you melt. Even if he pulled away and trailed sloppy kisses along your jaw and down your neck, you needed to grip onto his locks and groan.