The vegetables were forgotten as Jungkook's hands slid under the shirt, fingers tracing the edge of Taehyung's briefs. Taehyung moaned into his mouth, his body arching toward him. "Jungkook... here?"

"Here. Now." Jungkook's voice was a growl, laced with need. He tugged the briefs aside, his fingers delving between Taehyung's cheeks, finding him already slick from earlier prep and the natural response to his touch. Taehyung was warm and tight, and the realization made Jungkook harder than steel.