baptise in your thighs 'til it hurts
Jeongguk missed his boyfriend terribly. He isn't sure how he survived ten days when it felt like months some nights. He missed everything, from the simple kisses, cuddles and hand holding to Taehyung calling him baby and love and angel and bunny. The thing Jeongguk had missed most, though, was the height of intimacy for him: sex. Both of them had an equally insatiable libido, and Jeongguk had gotten used to having his boyfriend's mouth, fingers and cock several times a week. To help them when they were apart, Taehyung and Jeongguk would at the very least do things through call or preferably video call, but Jeongguk felt entirely wrong doing that at his parents' house. Especially with his inability to stay quiet with his fingers inside and Taehyung's deep voice controlling him even from a distance. And he missed it. He missed the bliss from an orgasm. He missed Taehyung's domineering presence that made his thighs clench together every single time. He missed Taehyung's eyes dark with lust and how the elder's voice became even deeper than it already was normally. Jeongguk craved it all so much. Craved to be put in his place.
Alternatively, Jeongguk knows how to get what he wants and Taehyung doesn't let him off easily.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/34851994