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ASH
Are you flying economy?
KOOKIE MONSTER
Have you forgotten who I married?
ASH
Of course not! I want to make sure that you don't complain about flying 1st class 😂
KOOKIE MONSTER
Can I complain about everyone flirting with my Husband in the lounge?
ASH
The 1st class lounge?
KOOKIE MONSTER
What other lounge would it be?
ASH
Not the economy 1 😂
KOOKIE MONSTER
Are you bored?
ASH
No, I'm waiting for Heeju. So who's flirting with KTH?
KOOKIE MONSTER
Everyone!
ASH
That's a lot of people. Are you at Tokyo Airport now?
KOOKIE MONSTER
Yeah. Just got here.
ASH
More people to flirt with KTH?
KOOKIE MONSTER
Probably! The air steward was too friendly!
ASH
They have to be like that. Can you imagine a plane full of pissed off people if the air stewards were all rude?
KOOKIE MONSTER
This guy was fake laughing and Tae wasn't even funny.
ASH
Have you told KTH?
KOOKIE MONSTER
Told him what? That he isn’t funny?
ASH
Are you jetlagged already? No! Have you told KTH that you’re annoyed?
KOOKIE MONSTER
No because I’m being stupid.
ASH
That’s normal for you. Why have you stopped telling KTH stuff? You had that agreement didn’t you? He told you when he was jealous and that was with his mate, Sonny!
KOOKIE MONSTER
I haven’t stopped telling him stuff. He’s been sleeping on and off and I feel like an idiot.
ASH
You are an idiot but we all love you. My advice is that you have options. You either have to fess up to KTH or let it go because complaining to me over text has helped or you tell people to fuck off if they dare to flirt with your man!
KOOKIE MONSTER
I did that at Vogue and we’ve not had time to talk about that yet. What if he thinks I’m overreacting?
ASH
Then you explain and you talk about it. You’ve not told me about Vogue!
KOOKIE MONSTER
I’ve not had any time to tell you. The guy was a prick, I spoke up and Tae ended the interview.
ASH
Nowhere near enough detail in that message. I’ve put a reminder on my phone for when you get back. I’m taking Sukmin shopping next week.
KOOKIE MONSTER
Have you collected my car?
ASH
We are driving to your place after meeting Stefan and Angel.
KOOKIE MONSTER
Okay. No fucking in my car!
ASH
You will never know 😜
KOOKIE MONSTER
I will! Heeju will definitely spill that!
ASH
Like KTH did?
KOOKIE MONSTER
I need to go, Tae is back and we are boarding the next flight soon.
ASH
Talk to him! You know you will blurt shit out in the wrong circumstances if you don’t deal with it now! Have fun!
“Is everything okay?” Tae asks as Jungkook puts his phone away.
“It was just Ash. He’s taking Sukmin shopping next week and they are collecting the Audi today.”
“We can go through and get ready to board the flight now.”
“You were a long time, is everything okay?”
Tae leans in and kisses Jungkook’s cheek, “Missed me, huh?”
“Of course… but is everything okay?”
“It’s fine. I was arranging our first class cabins but I am very much hoping one of them will be empty…” he grins, “... the staff were very helpful.”
“I’m sure they were. Everyone is helpful if it’s you… what do you mean ‘cabin’?”
“We have first class cabins on this international flight. I wanted us to have some privacy and I’m hoping that one of the cabins won’t be needed.” Tae says hopefully.
“They have cabins on a plane?” Jungkook knew what his husband was suggesting and was well aware of what it meant and since Tae had been the very definition of clingy since their sex marathon last night, he wasn’t in the least bit surprised… but… the word ‘cabin’ wasn’t something he was familiar with when it came to an aeroplane. The flight from Seoul to Tokyo was first class but they had reclining seats and they could more or less see the other first class passengers. The seats were roomy, comfortable and luxurious in their little area but a cabin sounded like something else entirely.
“Yes. This airline has individual cabins that are like pods, I suppose? A fully reclining seat that is definitely big enough for two, a tv, bedding and most importantly, a sliding door for complete privacy.”
“How many cabins are there? I’m sure there won’t be complete privacy, Tae.”
“No one will be able to see what we are up to.”
“But people have ears.”
“I can be quiet.” Tae states confidently.
Jungkook giggles, walking hand in hand through the tunnel to board the aircraft, “You can not be quiet… unless we are going to sleep, then you are quiet.” He knew that was not what the CEO had in mind.
“I like a challenge, Jungkook.”
The dancer falters slightly in his stride, still affected when Tae uses his name like that and says it with ‘that’ tone. He remembers when he used to feel butterflies in his stomach when Tae used his name in a certain way over text but in person was much worse. He also knows that Ash remembers his admission on the subject because he mentions it often! “I think we’ve established that but I have spent enough time with you to know that you are not quiet.”
“I accept the challenge…” Tae says, leaning in so he can speak directly in Jungkook’s ear, “... or you could gag me.”
Jungkook looks horrified as he turns sharply to look at his husband, “You haven’t bought one?”
“No… it’s not my thing.” he answers casually.
The dancer is relieved but could curse his man! He could never be sure with Tae who seemed to pluck fantasies out of thin air. It didn’t take much for him to add a fantasy to the list because of a dream, or something he’d seen or read somewhere and due to his financial situation, he was able to buy anything required.
“Mr Kim! We meet again. Twice in one day. I am a lucky man.”
Jungkook’s mood switches instantly, jaw tensing at the man in a smart orange and chocolate uniform. He could reason with himself that perhaps he was a little tired after a very late night. There certainly was not anything that resembled a complaint given the night of physical exertion that continued after they’d eaten but this morning had been a little hectic since the alarm woke them. There was a lot they hadn’t spoken about because they hadn’t done a lot of talking after dinner and the only thing he’d done outside of having sex was to text Emery to find out where the clothes had come from in the suitcases.
So… he was tired.
But he was also slightly irritated and needed to get it off of his chest… Ash was right (not that Jungkook would be telling Ash that), he did need to speak with Tae about how he was feeling.
“If you follow me, I will escort you to your cabins.” The man continues.
Jungkook knows that staff are paid to be nice and he’s sure that when faced with a customer who looks like Taehyung, they would be extra nice but it always seems to creep into the realms of flirtatious behaviour and that is what irks him.
He follows Tae and the crew member to an area of the plane where there are sliding doors either side of the aisle. Curtains act as partitions as the first class cabins are in sections and he thinks it would be all too easy to forget that they were on an aeroplane. Their cabins were opposite each other which is what Tae was obviously arranging when he disappeared earlier but Jungkook thought the first class seats on the first flight were better because at least they could see each other during take-off.
The man tells Tae to let him know if he needs anything at all but by that time, Jungkook is busy putting his cabin bag in its place and looking around the small cabin. The reclining leather seat is very spacious, just as his husband had said. It was cream and close to the window and he’d already spotted the pillow and bedding folded up in one of the cupboards. The dancer couldn’t help himself from making the comparison to his life a year ago when his single bed was probably not much bigger than the seat in front of him.
He sighs with contentment when there is the warmth of his husband’s body pressed to his back, “The seat reclines fully to a bed.” Tae says quietly.
“That explains a lot.” Jungkook replies.
A voice comes from the aisle, “Is there anything I can get you before we prepare for take-off, Mr Kim? Perhaps something to make you comfortable?”
Jungkook mutters under his breath and rolls his eyes so dramatically that he feels every curve of his eye sockets. It was completely irrelevant that it was a woman who asked the questions and he knew that no one could see his jaw clenching or see the irritation simmering inside him. He’d crossed the line into the realm of the illogical and unjustifiable and if he were to tell Marie about all of this, she would remind him of why he should have spoken to Tae after they’d seen Asnee to avoid this build up. He’s sure that Billy would agree but finish with “Tae loves you so don't worry about it.”
And he isn't worried. He doesn't believe that Tae would be tempted by these people (especially the woman), that's not what this was about. This wasn't about feeling threatened. It was about people coming on to HIS man. The man who had chosen him and pledged forever… The man who chose to be his.
The woman keeps talking to Tae and the CEO has to release himself from Jungkook and speak to her. He wanted to know what his new husband said as he thought he heard something about a ‘blow-job’, yet he was open to the possibility that his mind was playing tricks. However, the female cabin crew member was explaining about their services and offering to show him how his seat reclined, which he could do once the alerts went off after take-off. By the time she left, he only had a few minutes before they had to take their seats.
“Once we are in the air, I'd like to come in here.” Tae informs his new husband.
“I don't doubt it.” Jungkook says, holding his man before they have to part.
“Can I?”
“I would like you to share my seat.” He was aware that he needed to confess how he was feeling before he attempted to give in to his husband's challenge… which he would… on both counts.
“See you in about 30 minutes, hopefully. I'll put the ‘sleeping’ light on so we aren't disturbed.” The CEO senses that something is off with Jungkook. He didn't know what it was. He'd considered that it could be general Travel anxiety, it had been a hectic morning after a very pleasurable but exhausting evening. Jungkook had been fretting that they'd done everything they needed to do and had all they needed before leaving so it was plausible that he was just a little bit stressed. The CEO himself was quite clingy after so much sex and the abstinence before that and there was a chance that he was quite emotionally vulnerable therefore reading far too much into things. He also wondered if Jungkook was nervous about the honeymoon? There were lots of reasons he could think of but the only way to know for sure was to actually ask him and he wanted to do that when they had hours to kill and they were snuggled up together.
“Okay.” He’s sure that they will be disturbed and that staff would be unable to keep away but it was worth a try. He would love nothing more than to tell people to ‘fuck off’ as that was the stage he was at, however, he didn’t want to have his irrationality reflect negatively on his husband so ‘if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all’ was the phrase that looped in his mind.
Jungkook heard the cabin crew check on the CEO and in his view, they were more animated and friendly there than they were when they checked on him… but he could reason with himself that at this point he was reading too much into everything. He smiled and thanked the lady in her orange and chocolate uniform as she advised him of the take-off regulations and emergency protocol. There was a video playing on the tv screen which accompanied the explanation and before he knew it, she was gone, the wheels were off the ground and the ascent was well underway.
The eleven hour flight time would go by much faster once Tae joined him but first he had to read the instructions and make his seat a bed. He changed into pyjama bottoms and a sleeveless vest before sorting out the bed. He had a small packet of lube, condoms and a travel size pack of wet wipes, which he hid, whilst ensuring it was all within reach. It was thanks to an off the cuff comment from Jin that led to a conversation about travelling with condoms to lessen the risk of dirtying surfaces in semi-public situations. According to the model, it was invaluable advice he’d been given once and he’d never looked back. Disposing of two condoms to contain the mess seemed to be the sensible option and one Emery also suggested (which didn’t surprise Jungkook in the slightest). In actual fact, the dancer hadn’t planned to or thought about having sex on any of the flights but should’ve known better as it was obviously something on his husband’s mind (as usual). He did find it amusing that Tae thought he could be quiet, which is something he had never been during sex… there was a lot to discuss before they got to that though.
Tae was a whole assortment of thoughts, feelings and emotions as he changed. He waited for eternity for the plane to reach cruising altitude and for the warning lights to go out. He undid his seat belt quickly and opened the bag that contained his sleepwear for the flight. He’d packed his loosest bottoms, a t-shirt and in the hope of some mile high intimacy, a packet of lube and condoms. Jin’s comment got him thinking and then he’d had a discussion with Jungkook who agreed it would be a good idea for the honeymoon but the abstinence agreement prompted him to be extra prepared and he liked to live in hope and be ready so added it to the list which Mrs Phan kindly bought and packed for him. There wasn’t the time to be embarrassed, he was a nearly 30 year old, homosexual man, in a highly sexed relationship with his husband so it was a logical request. He trusted the housekeeper to be discreet and she had been just that. He’d also had a last minute idea, thanks to the uneventful wedding night and with a hopeful outlook on the journey and cabin situation, he slipped into the panties he hadn’t yet been seen in. There was a method to his madness, the panties from the front, appeared to be black satin underwear and nothing more than that so if anyone saw, he was covered.
The CEO craved time alone with his new husband. Since the wedding plans started, there hadn’t been many occasions where he could say they had quality time together for a substantial period. It all seemed like a blur of planning, appointments, meetings, events, work with their night at the Four Seasons being the standalone memory. They were constantly and consistently interrupted by one thing or another, whether that be people, a situation, work commitments or general life restrictions. He was fed up with being disturbed and having their plans interfered with, he just wanted time with Jungkook, away from life and people.
When the cabin door slid open and he saw Tae standing there, a smile of pure fondness spread across Jungkook’s face and he opened his arms to embrace him.
“Did you miss me?” Tae asks.
Jungkook reaches behind the CEO and slides the door shut, “I did. I wondered where that t-shirt went.”
“Oh… is this yours? I didn’t recognise it but that happens sometimes.”
Jungkook giggles, “Sure, you didn’t know it was mine.”
A tapping on the door forces a sigh from Tae but it’s the instant change in Jungkook, from giggly to irritated, that tells him there’s definitely something going on. He slides the door open part of the way and smiles at the man, “we would prefer not to be disturbed. I will call for assistance should we need anything.”
Tae closes the door and turns around to face his new husband who has his back to him. Seeing Jungkook’s stance brings back several memories of occasions where he has one battle or another going on in his head and whatever it is this time, he wants to know. He presses himself to the dancer’s back and rests his chin on his shoulder, “I could be wrong but… please talk to me.”
“Let’s lay down, huh?”
“My nearly new, new husband is always trying to get me into bed.”
Jungkook can’t help but giggle fondly, “You’ve given that far too much thought.”
“I know I have but it’s true, you are.”
“I am not always trying to get you into bed.”
“No but you are my nearly ‘new, new’ husband.”
Jungkook shakes his head and adjusts the lighting so it’s at its dimmest. He climbs onto the reclined seat that is now horizontal and lays on his back so Tae can join him. The space restriction was a very familiar situation, reminding them both of nights at Jungkook’s old apartment, on the sofa or in the bed. For Tae, this was perfect, he had no option but to drape himself over his new husband and lay as close as possible. The armrest acted as the warning of how little space they had.
“Are you comfortable?” Jungkook asks, wrapping his arms around the man whose breath tickles his collar bone and neck.
“Yes, you are very comfortable.” The CEO responds, reaching up with his right arm to play with Jungkook’s hair.
“I know I have to tell you what’s going on but I don’t know where to start and it all sounds so ridiculous.”
“It’s usually me saying ridiculous stuff. You don’t have to tell me.”
“I do. I promised you that I would tell you stuff and not let it build up but it has built up and I suppose I need you to understand so I don’t take it out on you. I don’t want to ruin our time together.”
“I’m listening whenever you want to tell me.”
This reminds Jungkook of a time when Tae said that to him a lot. Back when it was his past that was the unsaid topic. Tae’s patience was part of the journey to trusting him, when the only pressure he was under was the pressure he applied to himself. Thankfully, this wasn’t as serious or deep as that period of their relationship.
“I don’t know where to start?”
Tae manages to prop himself up on his left elbow so he can look at Jungkook, “You’ve been a bit quiet today and distant sometimes. I thought you were stressed with the travelling or worried about the honeymoon? I thought it could be about Vogue, there was a lot to take in… but I don’t know.”
“I’m sorry, Tae. I shouldn’t have kept it all in. It’s not even that important.”
“We’ve not had any time together without being disturbed so it’s hardly your fault.”
“Maybe, but I still should’ve told you. Vogue is part of it… it does feel really immature.”
Tae smiles wide, leaning down the very short distance to peck his man on the lips, “As immature as I am when we see Sonny?”
“I’m not sure it’s that immature.” Jungkook jokes.
Tae’s expression is serious, “Are you mocking me, Kookie?”
“Yeah but you might be mocking me once you hear all about how stupid I’ve been.”
“I doubt that.”
“Ash thinks I’m an idiot. I think I'm an idiot.”
“Ash knows?”
“We were messaging while I was waiting for you earlier. I made a comment about everyone flirting with you.”
“Who’s been flirting?”
“Everyone, Tae… as in… E-v-e-r-y-o-n-e.”
“What did you say when the cabin crew lady came in just before take-off, is that part of it? I thought I heard you say something?” He presumes that lady had been one of the flirtatious people.
“She asked about something to make you comfortable so I made a sarcastic comment about giving you a blow-job.”
“I thought my mind was in sex mode and misheard. You felt she was flirting?”
“Yeah.”
“Who else?”
“Everyone”
“Can you be a bit more specific? I’m trying to understand what you see as flirting.”
“The stupid men in the lounge at Incheon, the stupid air steward and his eyelashes and his ‘let me help you, Sir’... The man who showed us to these cabins, the woman and her stupid eyelashes… everyone that has breathed the same air as you since we boarded this plane… EVERYONE! Just like Asnee and Sin-Young and what is actually funny is that the only person in the whole world who hasn’t flirted with you is that buff CEO guy with his muscles and trimmed facial hair!”
Taehyung blinks a lot and pauses as he considers what to say.
Jungkook takes a deep breath, “See? Completely irrational, highly immature and if I’d told you after seeing that annoying man at our ceremony, then maybe the rest wouldn’t have built up. But as usual, I haven’t learned my lesson! I just couldn’t find the time to speak to you and say ‘hey, I know I’m being an idiot but that man irritates the fuck out of me and I’m sick of him flirting with my husband and I don’t care whether he knows Yejoon or not!’ And that was before Vogue when… same applies! But the only thing in Sin-Young’s favour was that he wasn’t at our ceremony but Asnee was and you quite fucking clearly told everyone that I am YOUR man and you want me so I don’t understand what gives him the right?!”
Tae has to close his eyes in an attempt to focus because arousal is seeping into his pores from every word Jungkook says.
The dancer swallows and rolls his eyes at himself as his husband looks at him with the most beautiful expression. He hadn’t intended to rant or for everything to come tumbling out but once he’d started it was difficult to stop. He realises that it sounds stupid and there isn’t anything anyone can do about it but it’s out there now and he meant every word. “And I know that before you ask, there isn’t anything you can do to fix this and I don’t even know if it’s worthy of a conversation because it won’t change anything… I should have dropped it after dealing with Asnee but I let everything bother me and here we are.”
“Is there… umm… anything in particular you would like me to say?” Tae asks.
“I haven’t thought about what you would say.”
“Could I give you my perspective?”
“Sure.”
“The way you handled Asnee was a huge turn on, by the way… actually, the same applies to Gi-Hun and Sin-Young, too. This conversation is also arousing but I will do my best to tell you what I think.”
“You should just tell me that I’m an idiot.”
“I will leave that to Ash. None of those people you mentioned mean anything to me outside of business, I would like to make that perfectly clear. I don’t see their interactions as flirting and to be honest, even if I thought they were, I wouldn’t give it any time. I’ve known them for years and aside from Gi-Hun, I haven’t ever thought of the other two in any capacity outside of the professional relationship we have. Yes, they are on the informal end of the scale but that’s it. You know about Gi-Hun so I don’t need to explain that. That is how I feel about them.”
“I know and you’ve told me before that I don’t have any competition and I believe you… I trust you, Tae. I get annoyed because people feel that they have the right to come on to you, it’s never that I think you could be tempted. People being overfamiliar with my husband irritates me.”
“Jungkook, I’m sorry.”
“What for?”
Tae pushes his hips into Jungkook, “Getting aroused. I told Seok that I felt like you were edging me all day at Neverland and I feel that now. I’ve told you before and I will say it again, I have never wanted to be claimed by anyone before I met you and it is so hot when you do it.”
“Yeah well, I nearly told people to fuck off today. I should tell you sooner. I won’t tell anyone to fuck off, by the way. I wouldn’t do that to you.”
“I trust you. I would prefer that you spoke to me before it got to the stage where you feel you could tell someone to fuck off but that’s not always possible. I don’t know how to make it better?”
Jungkook knows that there isn’t anything that the CEO can do. The change has to come from him and he needs to learn to express himself before he bottles it up and it explodes. He felt that he was doing well after their agreement to tell each other everything before it festers until now. If it had just been Asnee under different circumstances, he would have spoken to Tae and that would have been the end of it but Asnee was followed by other people and situations that all gathered into one big deal. And he wasn’t able to offload.
“You can’t but talking it through has helped.”
Tae adjusts himself so he’s a bit higher and his lips are inline with Jungkook’s. He’s still propped up on one elbow while his other hand moves from the dancer’s hair and goes in search of skin underneath his vest. “I think kissing will also help.” He says, licking along Jungkook’s lips with the tip of his tongue.
“Definitely.” Jungkook replies. He uses his hands to grab hold of Tae’s clothed backside and pulls his lower body on top of him between his legs.
Tae licks into Jungkook’s mouth with depth and passion, happy to have his lover like this.
They break for air, “I want my trousers off… something to show you…”
Jungkook didn’t want Tae to move, he wanted to kiss him until they were both rock hard and then he hadn’t really decided what to do after that but he had a good idea of what his husband wanted given all the comments about being quiet. The problem being that Jungkook didn't believe it was a realistic challenge for the CEO.
Jungkook holds a little more firmly and chases Tae’s lips for a kiss, smirking when it's reciprocated. “Stay” He mumbles.
Tae doesn't know what Jungkook is thinking, whether he was under the impression that he was leaving but as he hardened in his panties, he very much wanted to show him, even if it wasn't the reveal as it would've been on the wedding night. “Kookie…” He says, disconnecting their lips long enough before giving in to temptation and kissing him again.
“Yes, baby?” Is the semi breathless response.
“Want to… show you.”
“Okay.” Jungkook says. They’d only been together for five minutes and already they were parting which made him feel a bit bratty amd a whole lot hard done by.
Tae does his best to climb off of the bed in a semi dignified manner and manages it. The cabin is compact, the space that the CEO occupied is big enough for three people to stand snugly so he has just about enough room to remove his pyjama bottoms without whacking his elbow on the cupboard or door.
Jungkook rolls onto his side and props himself up on his right elbow, facing the door and his husband, cheek and jaw resting in his palm, watching curiously. He’s expecting Tae to be wearing a plug and he’s definitely expecting him to be naked underneath the bottoms… or not!
Tae leaves the trousers in a pool on the floor and looks at his new husband through his lashes, demure and innocent in expression. His fingers toy with the hem of his t-shirt as he lifts it slightly to show Jungkook the black satin covering his crotch. He had to readjust himself as his penis had emerged from the shiny soft pouch it was contained in before the blood rushed to it.
“These are the panties I picked for our ceremony night.”
Jungkook leans over and feasts his eyes on the shiny inky fabric. “You look gorgeous, Tae.”
The CEO holds the bottom of his t-shirt up so Jungkook can see the waistband of the panties, “I think they are perfect for today… better suited to this occasion.” He chooses to ignore the use of his name, he wants Jungkook to use pet names organically… unless he's feeling desperately needy.
“Better suited?” Jungkook feels a level of confusion because what he can see (as beautiful as it is), is his lover in black underwear. The opaque fabric covered his crotch fully and they looked like briefs.
“Yes… look…” Tae says. He turns slowly, a painfully slow movement and Jungkook needs his left hand to steady himself as he leans too far forwards.
“Fuck!” the dancer exclaims, his jaw dropping.
Tae smirks, he’s facing the door, back to his lover. He was hoping for such a reaction. The back of the panties is open and laced with a satin criss-cross design. He bites his bottom lip and looks over his shoulder. Jungkook has always made him feel desired and sexy, unlike anyone before him. Tae’s confidence is laced with vulnerability, craving the touch and to be taken by the man he loves.
“Kookie? Do… do you like the panties?” A coy tone delivers the question.
Jungkook is spellbound and is considering how to respond when his devilish husband bends over to pick up the pyjama bottoms. Tae’s curvaceous and decadent rear is fully on display, framed by the hemmed backless underwear. The criss-cross design gives a ‘no entry’ vibe whilst simultaneously making it highly enticing.
“I love the panties.” Is the honest answer.
Tae climbs back onto the bed and lays facing Jungkook. He can't contain the smile that forms when his new husband automatically reaches over to hold his rear. Jungkook’s hand navigates the fabric, fingers weaving underneath the design to stroke the soft skin.
“I can be quiet, Kookie…” the CEO whispers.
Jungkook connects their lips, his tongue wastes no time in pushing past Tae’s teeth and seeking the comfort of his mouth. His fingers knead the flesh in his hand and if he was a religious man, he’d pray that they were allowed this time undisturbed.
The dancer expected a plug but there wasn’t one as he probed between Tae’s cheeks. “I have… stuff.” the CEO says.
“You do?”
“Mhhmm… condoms and lube… in my pocket.”
“I have the same.”
Tae grins and wiggles his eyebrows, “You do, huh? Expecting some action?”
“Tae… you are my husband… I have to always be prepared… you have a one track mind.” He states as a matter of fact.
Tae bucks his pelvis forwards, “Say that first part again.”
“You are my husband.”
“Is that what you tell yourself when people flirt with me?”
“Yeah… you are my husband.”
Tae pushes his satin clad erection into the body in front of him, “I am only yours, Jungkook… no one else matters.”
There was something about the way Tae said his name that forced a quiet groan from the dancer’s lips. He was so used to hearing ‘Kookie’ that it certainly took him by surprise. It made it sound so formal, so pragmatic, so literal. Jungkook loved this about them, that they could claim each other purely as foreplay because it was quite clear that both of them felt the same way. They had the safety net of trust that had always been there and even when they both feared losing the other, it was never a fear born from jealousy or the thought that they could be tempted by others. Jungkook once believed that his husband would have been better off with someone of equal standing but that dissipated upon hearing Tae’s vows and later on when he met Gi-Hun. No one else mattered and the dancer would try not to let others irritate him as much in future, ensuring that he prioritised speaking to Tae about it if there was a repeat situation. As with everything, he could only promise himself that he would try, hoping that a similar set of circumstances wouldn’t present itself again.
“I can reach my trousers from here.” Tae says.
Jungkook smiles when Tae reaches for his pocket and shows him two condoms and lube. His cheeks are tinged with rouge and Jungkook wants to love this man so badly it hurts. The previous extreme embarrassment that the CEO used to feel and show was a thing of the past but sometimes there was a shyness that reared its head and Jungkook recognised the progress that his husband had made.
“I love you, baby…” Jungkook says, taking hold of the packets and dropping a light kiss to Tae’s lips, “... this will be a first.”
Tae’s eyes open wide and he looks surprised, “A first? Which part?” It was customary that he was the one experiencing firsts so this was new.
“I’ve never used two condoms before.” he answers honestly.
“I didn’t think we’d ever have a first, together.” He beams.
“Tae, is that important to you? To find things that we can experience together?” he had to ask the question since his husband’s smile is big.
“Yes, I think so? I don’t know what you have and haven’t done previously and to be honest, I’d rather not know the details, as you know… not because I’m jealous… well… no, not that… but because I have this ideology in my head… again, as I have told you before.”
“You are my first for lots of things… you are definitely my first husband.”
“And last.” Tae jumps in.
“My only husband… forever.”
“And always.”
Jungkook speaks after giving his lover a couple of quick kisses, “I will find some more firsts… for us.”
“I would like that.”
“You’ll need to take the panties off for this?” Jungkook says.
“I don’t want to… I want to keep them on… that was my plan… so if anyone comes in… I’m clothed from the front.” Tae smiles.
“Ahhh! That’s why you said it was better suited for today?”
“Yes.”
“That’s very presumptuous…” Jungkook giggles, “...do you want to wear a condom then?”
“I think it would be less messy. I don’t believe anything could stop me from cumming so I have no concerns about it hindering me.”
“Okay, we’ll work it out as we go along.”
Tae keeps hold of the condoms as they kiss, letting Jungkook rip open the packet of lube and squeeze some out onto his fingers. They remain facing each other as the dancer works on relaxing Tae’s entrance, mouths connected, muffled, quiet moans stifled with a kiss.
Tae doesn’t complain as his new husband takes his time, thoughtfully preparing him. He was enjoying the contact and revelling in the intense intimacy. He was also doing his best to breathe out the pleasure and avoid vocal sounds where possible.
Jungkook needed to get his pyjama bottoms off, get a condom on and decide the best position. He thought it was laughable that here they were, on a long haul flight and this was the situation he found himself in.
He doesn’t want to stop kissing Tae but there wasn’t any other option so he broke the connection and scrambled around so he could get rid of his trousers. He kept the vest top on and ripped the foil condom packet with his teeth.
“C-can, I do it?” The CEO asks.
Jungkook hands him the packet. It was awkward in his current position on his side with arms restricted by one thing or another. “Okay.”
Tae manages to sit upright, thankful for the arm rest that prevents him from falling off and with two free hands he is able to succeed in rolling the latex in place. His own erection is folded and uncomfortable in his briefs and he considers removing the panties altogether but he really wants to be made love to whilst wearing them so he pulls on the waistband and frees himself from the fabric.
“I’ll put one on, too… but… I really want to keep the panties on, Kookie.”
“Whatever you want, precious.” Jungkook says, using the time to smother himself in the remaining lube from the packet.
The CEO sheaths himself then puts the panties back in place. He’s so hard that there’s excess fabric in the shaped pouch of the fabric but that was to be expected.
“I want you… make love to me, Kookie.” Tae says, laying down on his side, turning so his back is facing his new husband.
“That’s another first… with you…” Jungkook says as he settles behind Taehyung, “... you are the first man to affect me so much with your words…” he admits. Now he knows how important it is to tae, he makes a mental note to share as much as he can with him. They’d had conversations about their past and about firsts before but it felt like they’d got to the point today.
The CEO’s body tingles with desire but he can’t vocalise that so he reaches back with his left hand and grabs hold of the body pressed to him. Jungkook puts the white sheet over the top of them once he’s inside his husband and their bodies are flush together. He kisses Tae’s nape and grinds against him. The satin fabric strings that created the lacing, like a shoe, on the rear of the panties, made him feel sordid and filthy which just escalated the arousal. This felt sneaky, like they were doing something wrong, reinforced further as he reached around to fondle Tae’s erection confined in the panties under the sheet covering them.
“Gah!” Tae exclaims before twisting his neck to push his mouth into the pillow under his head. He clamped his bottom lip between his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, his fingers pressing into Jungkook’s hip behind him.
Tae’s cock throbbed and pulsed, his body electrified with eroticism as his new husband’s erection maintained constant pressure inside him. He could feel Jungkook’s teeth on his shoulder and he knew he was close to climaxing. He pushed back, desperate to finish at the same time, reaching underneath the bed sheet to free his sheathed member from the confines of the panties.
“K-kookie…” His breaths are heavier than usual which he puts down to the focus on avoiding being loud.
Jungkook takes hold of Tae’s member and strokes him quickly, managing to keep his rhythm but wanting Tae to cum first.
“F-fuck!” The CEO mutters, instantly moving his hand from Jungkook’s hip to his own mouth. He struggles to keep sounds to a minimum, balling his fist and biting onto it in an attempt to stifle his moans.
Jungkook groans into Tae’s shoulder as the cock in his hand erupts into the condom. He’s sure there will be teeth marks left as he moves his hand to Tae’s leg and lifts it in an attempt to get deeper, driving himself towards the orgasm that hits him soon after.
While the dancer rides his high, saliva escaping his mouth onto Tae’s skin, the CEO removes the condom from his own penis before he softens and it leaks. His body yearns to be held. He shuffles forwards so Jungkook’s erection slips out of his behind and awkwardly manoeuvres himself to sit up and swing his legs off the side. He looks behind him, leaning down to kiss the man breathing deeply.
No words are exchanged as they smile dopily at each other and Taehyung gets to his feet, dropping the used condom into the small bin. He peels off the panties and takes the used condom from Jungkook, “Definitely less to clean up.” he says.
“I have wipes, there.” Jungkook informs him.
“And there I was, thinking I’d have to use my charm to get you to have sex with me… all this time you were prepared.”
“Tae, you challenged yourself to being quiet and then you made it clear that we would be sleeping together… and… you turned up in panties.”
“Yes but you were still prepared… is that because you can’t resist me?”
“You know I can’t.”
“Only if I’m not drunk.”
“Yeah, only if you’re not drunk.”
“You resisted my attempts at seduction then.” Tae says while pulling up his pyjama bottoms.
“Did I though? It wasn’t like I turned over and went to sleep.”
“That’s true, you couldn’t help yourself… well, you did help yourself…” The CEO grins, waiting for Jungkook to pull his own pyjama bottoms up so he can get back onto the bed, “... let’s not talk about that or I will get horny again.”
Jungkook giggles, “You are always horny, Tae. That’s nothing new…” he lays on his back and holds out his arms, waiting for Tae to join him, “... where did you put the panties?”
The CEO sighs a blissful, contented sigh as he lays half on Jungkook and half on the reclined seat, encased in his new husband’s arms. “I put them on the floor down there. I’ll take them with me when I have to go back to my cabin.”
“I don’t know if I’m sold on the condoms thing.”
“Me either but needs must… and I needed that.”
Jungkook smiles as Tae’s eyes fight sleep. He cranes his neck and drops a kiss to his lips before settling back and readjusting them both, covering them with a blanket. “Get some sleep, baby.”
Tae shuffles a little, an attempt to get closer to the man he was laying on, the side of his face on his chest, “Kookie?”
“Yeah?”
“I was quiet.”
Jungkook huffs a silent giggle and kisses the top of Tae’s head, “You were. Challenge successful.”