SENSITIVE

SENS || 05

Jeongguk breathed shakily as he lies on his back, Taehyung's hands now traveling down the lengths of his abdomen. His long, slightly calloused fingers moving across his skin and stopping at the indent of the latter's waist. It felt so good and wrong at the same time, the tingles dancing across his flesh, the way his breath was caught in his throat it all felt so right. The way Taehyung looked at him with such admiration felt so right, it felt so real.

They were caught up in each other at the moment, caught up in the movements of their bodies. Both of them watching carefully, to see how the other would react. Jeongguk followed Taehyung's hands with his eyes, watching how the touched him, how they squeezed certain parts of his flesh. Taehyung did the same watching how Jeongguk's body would react to his touch. Seeing if he would move his body closer if he would let out any sounds of pleasure. The two were on edge, waiting for a sign of any kind.

It was suffocating to Jeongguk. Taehyung's hands drifted back up until his thumbs brushed against the latter's n*****s. Unconsciously he licked his lips which were very dry at the moment, but he was more focused on Jeongguk's reaction which was pretty pleasing per se.

Jeongguk's face had scrunched up and his lips were parted, it was as if he stuck in some drunken haze. The only thing that could really bring him back to reality would be a good smack in the face.

"T-Taehyung..."Jeongguk's soft voice rang throughout the room, "St-Stop t-touching me. I-I c-came h-here t-to g-get a massage n-not to g-get w-with m-my o-old fl-flings." But instead of stopping he didn't. He grabbed Jeongguk by the waist and pulled him up so they were both directly against each other.

The oil from the boy's body smeared across Taehyung's silk black shirt. Taehyung though was too focused on leaving his mark somewhere on Jeongguk's body.

"Th-This is s-s****l h-harassment, I-I can h-have you ar-arrested."

All Jeongguk got was a sigh in response and lips placed on his neck. His hands were limp at his sides, he hadn't used them to help his situation which was pretty stupid if you ask me, but that's Jeongguk for you.

"Stop acting like you don't miss me Jeongguk, I was and still am your everything. A little meet up here and there won't hurt now, would it." The older said as he brought his lips back to Jeongguk's body but now in a different place, on the younger's lips. Although Jeongguk pulled away.

"Let me go Taehyung...you're the one who left me not the other way around. It'd make sense if I was the one who was doing this."

Taehyung's deep voice echoed throughout the room as he groaned and pulled away from Jeongguk, "You're no fun anymore, what happened to my Jeongguk?"

"I did what was best for me Taehyung."

"Please, you were way better before, now you don't even want me or you act like you don't." Taehyung blandly said as he dug in his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

"Want one?"

"No Taehyung I do not want one, I don't smoke anymore."

"Wow you've really become a goody two shoes babe, I wonder what you've been taking up your ass in the past year."

"Nothing Taehyung, Nothing."

"Well then that might be the problem, so how about you just bend over that massage table and let me get to work."

"No, stop asking me stuff you know I'm not gonna let you do."

"How would I know what you wouldn't let me do when you used to let me do whatever I want."

"We're not together anymore, I'm not letting you do anything anymore."

As Taehyung smacked his lips together he put the cigarette in between them and lit the end of the death stick.

"Yeah you were way better before, anyways I'm out I can't smoke on the job so like hope you find another masseuse."