THE SECRET OF TWIN'S AND THEIR CHILDHOOD FRIEND

...CHAPTER 5...

...ONLY US...

...By: Com3tomomm¥...

The grand hallway of the Kim residence was quiet, the only light coming from the warm lamps along the walls, casting soft shadows over the polished floors. There was no need for words anymore — the moment the doors had locked behind them, the careful masks they wore in public had slipped away completely.

Jungkook was trapped gently but firmly between them, his back pressed against Taehyung’s chest while V loomed in front, his dark eyes drinking in every detail of Jungkook’s face. The air was already thick with heat, carrying the familiar scent of them — something rich and warm that felt like home.

“Remind me again,” V murmured, his voice low and rough, sending a shiver straight down Jungkook’s spine. His hands came up to rest on Jungkook’s waist, his fingers curling just enough to hold him in place. “Who do you belong to?”

Jungkook smiled, that bright, confident glint never leaving his eyes even as his breath hitched slightly. He tilted his head up, meeting V’s gaze without hesitation. “You two. Obviously.”

“Obviously,” Taehyung repeated from behind, his lips brushing lightly against the sensitive skin of Jungkook’s neck, making him gasp softly. “But sometimes… seeing others look at what’s ours… it makes us want to make sure there’s no room for doubt.”

Before Jungkook could tease them further, V leaned in and captured his lips in a kiss that was deep and demanding from the very start. It wasn’t gentle — it was claiming, heated, all the quiet frustration and possessiveness from earlier in the day pouring out. V’s tongue slid past Jungkook’s parted lips, tasting him thoroughly, swallowing every small sound that escaped.

While V occupied his mouth, Taehyung wasn’t idle. His hands slid down from Jungkook’s waist to the hem of his uniform shirt, deftly unbuttoning it one by one until it fell open, revealing smooth skin. His palms were warm as they roamed, tracing over Jungkook’s sides and chest, pinching lightly at sensitive peaks just to draw a sharp gasp that V immediately swallowed.

“See?” Taehyung whispered against Jungkook’s ear, his breath hot and teasing. “You react so nicely for us. No one else gets to see you like this. No one else gets to make you feel this way.”

V pulled back just enough to let them both catch their breath, his lips swollen and eyes dark with hunger. He pushed the shirt off Jungkook’s shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a soft heap. His gaze raked over every inch of exposed skin, and his jaw tightened slightly — pleased, satisfied, and still wanting more.

“Walk,” V commanded softly, stepping back but keeping one hand firmly wrapped around Jungkook’s wrist. “To the bedroom.”

Jungkook laughed softly, shaking his head but obeying anyway. “Bossy today, aren’t we?”

“Always,” Taehyung replied, his hand resting low on Jungkook’s back, guiding him forward as they moved down the hall. “Especially when we feel like we need to remind everyone — and you — exactly where you stand.”

The bedroom was large and comfortable, just as they’d left it the night before. The curtains were drawn, the bed turned down, and the air smelled faintly of the lavender candles they sometimes lit. The moment they stepped inside, V shut the door and locked it with a sharp, final click.

This time, there was no slow hesitation. V stepped forward again, catching Jungkook by the waist and lifting him easily, turning them around until Jungkook’s back hit the soft mattress. He settled between Jungkook’s legs, his hands resting on either side of his head, while Taehyung moved to kneel beside them, his eyes never leaving the boy beneath them.

“Off,” V said simply, gesturing to the remaining clothes.

Jungkook didn’t argue. He sat up slightly, unfastening his trousers and pushing them down along with his underwear, letting them fall away. He lay back against the pillows, completely bare, his skin already flushed pink, looking up at them with that same open, eager expression. He wasn’t shy — never had been — and the way he spread his legs slightly in silent invitation only made the twins’ eyes darken further.

V and Taehyung didn’t take long to undress either. They moved in perfect sync, shedding their own uniforms until they were just as bare, their similar features and builds only making the contrast in their touches more obvious. V was firmer, more deliberate, while Taehyung was softer but just as insistent — but both wanted exactly the same thing.

V leaned down first, capturing Jungkook’s lips again, his hand sliding down to wrap firmly around him, making Jungkook’s hips buck up slightly off the bed. A low, broken moan escaped his throat, and Taehyung chuckled softly, leaning in to press open-mouthed kisses along Jungkook’s jaw and neck, his teeth grazing lightly over the skin just hard enough to leave faint marks — marks that would be hidden by his collar tomorrow, but marks that they would know were there.

“Look at you,” Taehyung murmured, his voice thick with desire. “Already so responsive. You love it when we get like this, don’t you? When we show you exactly how much you’re ours.”

“Y-yes,” Jungkook breathed out, his fingers tangling into the sheets, his eyes fluttering shut as V’s strokes became slower and more deliberate. “Don’t stop.”

“Never,” V promised against his lips. “We’re not going anywhere. We have all night. And we’re going to make sure you feel every single second of it.”

They moved together like they always did — practiced, in tune with each other, knowing exactly what the other wanted. V took his time, building the pleasure slowly, while Taehyung prepared him carefully, his fingers moving gently but firmly, stretching and soothing until Jungkook was squirming and gasping, begging without even needing to say the words.

When V finally shifted and pushed in, it was slow and deep, giving Jungkook time to adjust, his hands gripping Jungkook’s hips to keep him steady. Jungkook’s back arched off the bed, his mouth falling open in a silent cry, and Taehyung was there immediately, leaning down to kiss him deeply, swallowing every sound, his own hand moving to stroke Jungkook in time with V’s rhythm.

“So good,” V groaned, his head dropping slightly as he set a steady, deep pace. “So perfect for us. Only for us.”

Taehyung pulled back just enough to look down at Jungkook’s flushed face, his dark eyes shining with affection and hunger. “That’s it, baby. Let us take care of you. Let everyone else fade away. There’s only us. Always only us.”

The pleasure built steadily, warm and overwhelming, filling every corner of Jungkook’s mind until there was no room left for anything else — no school, no transfer student, no pretending to be just friends. There was only the feel of V moving inside him, deep and steady, and Taehyung’s lips and hands everywhere, surrounding him, claiming him completely.

It was intense, messy, and exactly what they all needed. Every thrust, every kiss, every whispered word of possession was a reminder — loud and clear — that no one else could ever come between them. No one else could ever have what they shared.

When the tension finally snapped, it was with a loud, broken cry of their names, Jungkook’s body trembling as pleasure washed over him in waves, followed quickly by V and Taehyung, both holding him tight as they rode out the last of it, pressing soft kisses to his skin as they slowed.

For a long time after, they didn’t move. V stayed pressed close inside him, while Taehyung curled around Jungkook’s side, their bodies tangled together, warm and breathing heavily. The room was quiet now, save for the sound of their slowing heartbeats and soft sighs.

V brushed a damp strand of hair away from Jungkook’s forehead, his touch now gentle and soft, a stark contrast to the intensity from moments before. “You okay?”

Jungkook let out a breathless laugh, his eyes half-lidded and happy. “More than okay. You two really know how to make a point.”

Taehyung smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder. “Good. Then maybe tomorrow… that transfer student will finally get the message.”

“Even if she doesn’t,” V added, his voice low and sure, “it doesn’t matter. We know the truth. And that’s all that counts.”

Jungkook smiled, shifting slightly to get more comfortable between them, feeling safe and loved and completely claimed. “Yeah. That’s all that matters.”

End of Chapter 5

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