Taehyung had kept a safe distance. Not a single appearance at the club for nearly six whole days,not a single glance across the crowded bar,not a single order for drinks at his VIP room only to remind Jungkook how powerful he was. That he was the only one holding all the cards.
Initially, Jungkook thought it was some kind of a sick game,an intended withdrawal meant to test his will. But as the days went by,unease settled deep into him. Perhaps, Taehyung had found a new toy to play with and was fed up with running after him since he was playing hard to get.
Perhaps he had reconsidered and wanted to cancel their contract. Or maybe he was simply testing him to see how far he'd go to sleep with him. That fear had nibbled inside him,twisting his nights into sleepless battles against his thoughts and his days into endless struggles.
He sat at the edge of his bed,gaze fixed out the window where the sun was hiding behind towering skyscrapers and scrambled his hair,still a little damp from the shower. Today was the seventh day of Taehyung's deadline and Jungkook kept wondering why the hell hadn't he contacted him just to tell him that he had signed the damn papers and now belonged to him?
An unsettling ache surged through him as he shook his head with a soft snort. He should have. He should have called him and told him that he had accepted and he'd move into his house like.. yesterday! But no! He had to play cool and unbothered and act like a freaking coward! He huffed, laying back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
The moment his phone beeped with a message he immediately sat up, grabbing it. Taehyung. No greeting. No explanation. Just the address of his penthouse. He clasped onto the device so hard,it nearly cracked. Panic and relief collided with equal strength in his chest. Excitement washed over him, somehow shuttering his confidence but surprisingly he found himself smiling widely, holding his chest that seemed too willing to explode.
A quick glance at his phone,he had a few hours left and too many things to do. His legs quivered uncontrollably as he rushed to the closet and hands shook as he packed his stuff in a reckless frenzy, stuffing clothes into a huge,black duffel bag,not caring that he had spent hours ironing them. His eyes fettered around to spot if he had forgotten anything, replaying the things he had already packed.
Clothes, underwear –if he needed them, sneakers, boots, charger, earbuds. His mind was empty from the incredible thrill! He ran to the bathroom and placed all his personal care items in a mini bag. He sighed. He rushed back to the bedroom, grabbing a bottle of vitamins from his drawer, stuffing it inside the bag.
Since Jimin wasn't there but at Yoongi's,he called him, frantically biting his nails but he wouldn't answer and he was running out of time so he texted him.
" I'm going to Taehyung's tonight. Talk to
you tomorrow. Wish me luck😉."
He took a grip of his bag,dashing out the door only to realise he was still in his pyjamas and cursed out loud so he returned to his room hurriedly put on a pair of black,cargo pants,a black T-shirt and a black,hooded sweatshirt. His trembling fingers locked the door,his feet practically dangled down the stairs,his hand squeezing around the handles when he reached the parking lot.
His bike blustered through the city streets,taking him straight to the towering,glass building that resembled more of a fortress than a home. The doorman at the lobby let him in easily and by the time he found himself in front of the sleek, black door,his throat was dry,his chest was pounding so freaking hard he could feel it in his toes,the contract burnt in his hand.
He was gonna live with Taehyung. He was finally gonna get fucked. He'd be having wild sex every day..all day and all night! He'd experience the thrill and joy of getting pounded by his cock..his dream cock! He gulped with extreme difficulty several times, attempting to bridle his raging heart and control his growing arousal. Thank God he had the idea of wearing loose pants and T-shirt and his hard shaft wouldn't be too visible. Going up the stairs was nothing compared to what was about to happen and Jungkook's stamina was exceptional!
His index finger rang the doorbell. No answer so he waited for what felt like an eternity, chewing on his lips and breathing through his nose. If you can call panting breathing
The door opened widely and there he was!
Taehyung half naked,bare chest glowing under the corridor lights,his perfect muscles sculpted into sharp shadows,a white towel wrapped around on his torso in full consciousness, just to make Jungkook drool. The younger 's breath caught in his dry throat,his eyes sliding helplessly all over his muscular figure,from head to toe,clear hunger glimmering in his eyes.
He dragged his tongue along his succulent lips, biting his piercing so hard it stung,choking a moan. For a split second he forgot the bag and contact in his hand,forgot the weeks of torment and doubts,forgot everything even how to properly breath but the stunningly handsome man standing in close proximity.
Then he coughed to clear his throat and his mouth moved." The contract. My stuff. And me." Jungkook slammed the file on the man's chest,his voice sounded rather squeaky but dipped in nervousness and anticipation he couldn't hold back. He cropped up his head meeting Taehyung's dark gaze with a mixture of need and lust blended together, creating an explosive cocktail." So where do you want me?"
' On your knees,naked and trembling,my cock stuffed inside your filthy mouth,choking you with my cum.' Taehyung immediately thought but kept quiet.
The air shifted so suddenly between them as Taehyung's lips curved into a faint smug,more like a warning and Jungkook understood he had just willingly walked into the lion's den! Not that it would prevent him because all he could think about was the man's veiny hands stroking his body,his mouth sucking his dick but mostly Taehyung 's cock plunging deep inside him.
The man continued to stare at him without uttering a single word,the contact in his hand. He just stood there,towel hooked around his waist,drops of water lazily sliding down his neck and chest drenched from the shower. Jungkook's presence was expected with immense anticipation the moment he had sent that text. He knew he couldn't resist the temptation that's why he had deliberately avoided visiting the club to force him to crawl to his penthouse with the signed contract.
His dark, fierce gaze streamed over the younger man in a silent promise,full of meaning. From the tensed grip on his bag,to the fire burning in his blinking eyes, practically stripping him naked,the visible tremor on his body,his throat going up and down. That duality he had grown to admire, strength and vulnerability that had him hooked from the first day they had met.
Taehyung rested his broad shoulder on the doorframe, unbothered,knowing exactly the effect he had on him. A smile tugged on the corner of his lips,not lethal,not innocent but enough to cause shivers down Jungkook's spine." You came sooner than expected."He dragged the words, undertone hoarse and amused." With your usual bad attitude and cocky smug." His gaze pinned Jungkook to the ground."And you dare ask me where I want you?"
Jungkook's throat bobbed as he gulped,his skin crimson red from embarrassment and the heat building up inside his throbbing veins. Was there a possibility he didn't send that message? Someone was toying with him? He swallowed his answer but didn't look away either. In a wicked way his attitude thrilled him, excited him. No he couldn't have been wrong. He was obviously messing with him.
Taehyung's smirk grew bigger as he stepped aside to let him in like a silent command Jungkook had to obey. " Come in, sugarplums." he eventually said in a silky tone." You sound so eager to know where I want you..and I'll show you."
The words stuck inside his head, crawled under his burning flesh, igniting both fear and exhilaration. As he stepped into his new life,the new chapter,bag in his hands,pulse hammering in his ears and the sound of the door shutting behind him made his blood boil in his veins. He stood frozen for a second, back facing the half naked man who was one step away.
The atmosphere inside the penthouse was different, warmer with a faint scent of smoke, undoubtedly from him. Jungkook's eyes wandered around in curiosity. The place wasn't pretentious in the way he had imagined. High ceilings, state-of-the-art lighting, spacious and airy,modern furniture in shades of black and silver steel,a breathtaking view slicing through the glass windows but everything had Taehyung's signature. Leather and steel with apparent personal touches.
A bottle of his favourite whiskey next to a half empty glass on the coffee table. A cigarette burning on the ashtray,the smoke creating soft lines in the air. A vinyl,record player humming jazz in the background. Jungkook had no idea Taehyung liked jazz but what did he know about him? Almost nothing. He dropped his bag on the marble floor,the gentle sound echoed louder than it should, causing him to slightly flinch.
Standing inside the penthouse made him feel exposed, stripping him of his usual indifference. The one he always carried when dealing with the outside world.
Taehyung moved past him with an unhurried grace,the towel threatening to fall off his muscular thighs with each move and stood a few steps away. Jungkook's eyes betrayed him again,unable to concentrate on anything but his body before his gaze trailed lower to the bulge between his legs. He was also hard. He could clearly see it and it was satisfying to know he had the same effect on him.
He couldn't help but wonder how big it was. Was it thick and veiny like his hands? " Nice place. It doesn't look like a den of sin." he snorted,in a frail attempt to sound calm and steady, glancing around. He shoved both bands in his boodie's pockets to hide the trembling and hoping it would go unnoticed by the man.
Taehyung chuckled in amusement,bobbing his head drops of water gliding down his chest." You'll be living here for the next three years so you better get used to it."
Jungkook's chest clenched with immense force. Living there,day after day.Sleeping in the same bed next to him or better yet tangled in his strong arms. Belonging to him. He attempted to scoff to mask his raging heart and extreme nervousness but his body language gave away the storm beneath his skin." I sincerely hope you don't snore. I hate people interrupting my precious sleep. Bad for the skin."he unsuccessfully joked, lips forming a smug that hardly reached his eyes.
The older man carefully glanced back at him. Eyes heavy lidded, dark as a moonless night before his mouth laced with an intimidating smile." Sugarplums.." he shook his head."You won't be sleeping enough to find out or you'll be too exhausted to even notice!" He stepped closer like a savage predator circling his prey and he knew for a fact Jungkook wouldn't run away. Wouldn't escape the golden cage he had locked him in.He had signed the contract and now belonged to him in every sense.
Jungkook's bravery had slipped through his fingers under the weight of those damn eyes,those incredible muscles provocatively flexing under the bright lights. Taehyung's fingers brushed his wrist and the younger one shivered so intensely he couldn't hide it,he couldn't stop the intense shaking of his body.His thumb trailed up his forearm so gently but erotic that an unwilling moan slipped through his mouth.
" I had no doubt you'd sign the contract. It was too alluring to resist,baby boy! Soon I'll get the chance to taste you..all of you..every inch of this gorgeous body. And you'll finally have what you want. My cock..buried inside no one has ever been before. I can hardly wait,baby boy." He emphasized the last sentence, observing Jungkook's pupils dilating,his breath trapped inside that lustful mouth." I think it's a fair deal. And the money is good."
Jungkook was hot under the collar because he was highly offended. This wasn't about the fucken money. He didn't give a rat's ass about the money. He wanted him and only him. His feet clunked on the shiny marble while shoving away his hand and taking a couple of steps back with Taehyung following him. Jungkook took another step realising his back had hit the wall,caught between a rock and a hard place.
The man's intoxicating,musky scent mixed with a woody,powdery aroma attacked his nostrils,his salacious gaze blazing his flushed face, quelling another moan. His breath hitched as Taehyung stooped over, capturing his lips with a kiss that felt not rushed,not careless but urging and passionate as if he knew exactly how to rob him of his willpower.
One hand aggressively groping his ass,the other one hooked around his tiny waist with vast force and peerless dominance.
His tongue swirled but not fully invading the younger's mouth,more like joshing him,making him crumble thread by thread. Jungkook clasped his neck powerless to the feeling of desire escalating inside him while his knees buckled,his flesh diligently quivered,arching closer,an unbearable heat clawing him in ways he failed to imagine. His lower body bent forward,the intense heated friction of their cocks against each other, emptied his already whizzy mind.
On a dime his fingers violently snatched the man's damp hair, pressing his head forward to deepen the kiss,gasping and whimpering as he swallowed the sounds with heartfelt starvation and like a snap of a finger cut their kiss." I knew money was an aphrodisiac." he mocked him, playfully running his tongue along Jungkook's parted lips.
" I don't want your fucken money!" he growled at the man whose hand had pinned him against the wall of his luxurious penthouse.
" What do you want then?" Taehyung's humming,hoarse voice echoed in his whizzy head." Tell me baby boy."
Jungkook's hips plunged forward, grinding their cocks in frantic." Your cock. I want your cock..I need it.." Each moan,each whimper brought him closer to his highs.
" Will you do as daddy says? Be a good boy for daddy?"
" Yes..yes, I'll do anything. I need daddy's cock inside me. I need you to ruin me."
Taehyung 's hand slid lower,his palm cupped the hard,wet cock, rubbing it slowly at first then faster with a smug. Jungkook's grip tightened on his hair, head now buried in his crook,lips sucking the man's silky flesh, sniffing his musky scent. It was stimulating..until Taehyung sharply pulled back, retracting his hand,a ruthless curve twisting his mouth.
A broken, desperate sound tore deep from Jungkook's throat at the harsh pause,slumped against the wall,chest heaving, struggling to catch his breath. He was tired from the games,the constant teasing and he simply wanted what he was promised – what he had signed for.
" Go upstairs. The door at the end of the hallway. Unpack and I'll order dinner. " he blurred out so casually that Jungkook frowned in confusion. He hadn't come here to eat but to be eaten! Raw,rough,savage. He had come to get fucked,wrecked till he'd pass out, unable to move for weeks. Fuck food! All he thought about,felt,needed was his irrefutable desire to be pounded in every possible position,have Taehyung's cock gagging his mouth, filling him with cum! He wanted Taehyung to fuck his brains out!
Did he say it?
Nope.
Did he demand?
Surely not.
He shut the words threatening to ripple out of his pressed lips, inhaled and exhaled deeply,just to calm his raging heart and cool the fire spreading in his veins,grabbed his bag,heading upstairs,the huge bulge between his legs aching. He had the false impression,more like a hope, Taehyung would spread his legs,thrust inside him without a warning and fuck him raw the moment he saw him at his door but that bastard had the audacity to keep teasing him, knowing how much Jungkook wanted him.
He sauntered into the corridor,bag at hand, instantly recognising the master bedroom. Somehow that's precisely how he had imagined his personal space to be the moment he stepped in.Modern,vast and intimidating in its elegance. The walls were painted in iron grey,the warm glow of the low lighting softening it but without stripping it of the dark atmosphere.
Floor- to- ceiling,glass windows from one side to the other,no curtains. Sleek,minimal furniture,black leather,dark wood with steel touches yet it carried the quiet sense of comfort and a subtle coziness beneath the dominant aesthetic. Even the air seemed to hold Taehyung's presence, powerful and magnetic that gave him goosebumps.
Across the king size bed dressed in black,silky sheets,a modern,glass closet room. Sliding the door open he viewed a spacious storage, organised and elegant. He wasn't expecting anything different. The man's clothes were nearly tucked and divided in the spaces. Was there a possibility he was a neat freak? Jungkook giggled at the thought. He expected him to be more messy.
Rashly,he hung his clothes in an empty part of the closet, probably left for him and placed the rest in the drawers. Once done,he moved to the bathroom and he was impressed again! Open,airy spaces in earthly beige and dark, chestnut brown,integrated,smart technology. On the wall,above the two rectangular, porcelain sinks,were two big,round mirrors as well as a walk- in- shower and a huge bathtub.
He settled his mini bag on the right side of the sink counter,taking one good look at his reflection in the mirror. The worn out expression on his face was still present." That's what happens when you have wild fantasies,a permanent boner and can't sleep." he murmured to himself,shaking his head. After rinsing cold water on his flustered face,he returned to the bedroom.
His eyes stubbornly refused to leave the bed as the thought of them naked, sweaty,fucking on it was making him impatient and unthinkably needy.Fuck! He definitely knew how to choose beds and he couldn't help but wonder how many of his lovers had steamy nights on it. He hated the thought! He absolutely, undeniably hated it!
However,he forced himself to concentrate on reality and that was that for the next three years Taehyung would be fucking him and only him on that damn bed. He took off his hoodie, threw it on a wingback chair and went downstairs.
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" Can you eat more slowly than that?" Jungkook whispered through gritted teeth,situated on the floor between the couch and the coffee table and next to Taehyung. He rested his elbows on the table,his left foot bouncing like it was hit by an electric wire,eyes narrowed at the man's premeditated,slow bite.
Three family pizzas,two double cheeseburgers with fries,onion ringsa Caesar salad and bottles of icy cold beer were spread on the surface and Jungkook's stomach growled not from hunger but from the overpowering scent. That much food made him wanna puke.
Taehyung stretched his legs, accidentally brushing it on the younger 's thigh,smirked while munching his food, lazily wiping the corner of his lip with his thumb." What's the rush, sugarplums? Eating slowly is good for digestion. Besides, food tastes better when you savour it."
" I didn't come here for the fucken food. I could eat at my place." Jungkook snapped, then groaned and ruffled his hair. His burger was untouched in the small box, grease soaking the packet." You're doing it on purpose!"
" What? What am I doing? Eating? I skipped lunch and I'm hungry." Taehyung probbed, masquerading innocence while setting the burger in the box,then slumping back on the couch totally unbothered. He was willfully shirtless, wearing only white shorts,no underwear. He wouldn't need it anyway!
Jungkook was so close to losing his sanity that was hanging on a tiny thread or what was left of it. He shot him a death glare." You know exactly what you're doing Kim. You drag me here to feed me greasy, junk food like we're college roommates and you sit there eating like it's freaking normal." His voice came out harsh because his patience was worn out,taking one blow after the other.
" A person has to eat." he chuckled,amused with Jungkook's impatience. He bet he'd be fire in bed! " It is normal, sugarplums. Sitting, eating junk food and pizza with you. You make it sound as if I should strip you naked and fuck you on the floor."
Jungkook's stomach clenched at the words but mostly because he was fed up with the unnecessary waiting and needed him to fulfil his promises. Fuck his brains out. He shifted his head towards Taehyung, shutting and opening his eyes." Don't you dare!"
" Dare what?"
" Don't patronise me."
" I'm not." The man calmly stated,taking another bite, chewing it slowly." But you look so sexy when you're impatient."
Jungkook cursed multiple times in his head, thinking how pathetic and needy he must seem in the man's eyes, virtually begging to be fucked so to maintain his coolness, he shut his big mouth that always got him into trouble and grabbed a slice of Hawaiian pizza,taking the first bite despite the knot in his stomach.
Taehyung chuckled again,stooping over,his manly scent making the younger dizzy." What are you staring at.. daddy? Eat your dinner! I thought you were hungry."
" I'd rather eat you." He loved hearing the word ' daddy ' from his lips.
Jungkook threw a sideway glance at his direction, strings of cheese wrapped around his index finger." You missed that chance for now so stick to pizza." He munched on the strings, licking his lips.
" Who says I can't do both? Eat pizza and..you?"
" You're impossible."he threw back at him, scoffing.
" Maybe but you're still here." Taehyung fired back,his gaze focused on the younger 's stained from sauce lips,then to the bulge between his thighs.
" I guess I'm a masochist."
The older's laughter roared in his ears,filling the room as he picked up a slice of pizza,cheese strings stretching long." Eat, sugarplums. You'll need your strength for later."
Jungkook pretended not to hear but inside a storm was unfolding, sizzling his veins with erotic need and anticipation. He carried on eating a few more slices of pizza,the burger and drinking his cold beer straight from the can, not once sparing a look towards the man. He was beginning to think that coming here was a big mistake because apparently Taehyung was keen on provoking and teasing him.
An hour passed,feeling like an eternity and they were still in the living room, drinking but not actually talking,a few words here and there.
" Dessert? I've got chocolate and strawberry tarts." Taehyung casually said only to receive a no nod from Jungkook. " A movie perhaps?"
The younger corked an insult, scrunching his lips and tapping his nails on the glass surface. Why was he acting like that? Why did he find it amusing to taunt him knowing the real reason he swallowed his pride, accepted the contact and decided to go ahead with this stupid thing?
For a guy like Jungkook who had spent his entire childhood and adulthood being straight, surpassing his doubts and reluctance, accepting the fact that the man he wholeheartedly hated was the only one who could make him hard, having Taehyung pestering him was beyond his control.
He couldn't take it anymore! He was spitting mad,smoke coming out of his ears. He just wanted to get laid! Before Taehyung could react,in an agile move,he popped up, nearly flipping the table,hands on his waist, eyes throwing daggers and he snapped." Is it so hard for you to actually fuck me? I signed the damn contract and now I belong to you! That's what you wanted, isn't it? To have me at your mercy.I didn't drag my ass here for food,drinks and chitchat. I don't want a fucken dessert or a fucken movie. Is this your way of punishing me for all the insults I threw at you? Do you find it entertaining to make fun of the straight guy you kept pushing and pushing for months just to get him to bed? And now you don't even wanna do that?" He ruffled his hair,his chest heaving and his mind not fully processing his outburst."What will it take for you to fuck me?"
Taehyung remained static,one leg crossed over the other,arms casually stretched on the back pillows. There was no tension on his face rather than a calm, unperturbed expression. Perhaps,he had gone over the top but not without a reason. He wished to see precisely how long it would take for Jungkook to crack. To straightforwardly demand for the fulfillment of their contract.
He had his doubts whether he'd sign it or not, accepting such a huge change in his life. Three years was a long time but by all accounts sex was the ultimate aphrodisiac for his brat! When he opened the door and saw him,bag and contract in his hands he felt ecstatic, exhilarated! After more than a year of relentless pursuit,insults and rejection,going to every length to have him, he was finally there!
He had him exactly where he wanted him! In his house and pretty soon in his bed, naked,needy, begging to be fucked,moaning and whimpering from ecstasy but above all he'd get the chance to see that vulnerable expression on his gorgeous face and erase the ghosts of his previous lovers! That was his own aphrodisiac!
Ok he was a little fucked up but that was what made Jungkook magical. Not polished. Not perfect. He was beautifully broken with a soul heavy as a fucking stone but never gave up. That was one of the reasons that drew his attention to begin with. He spat venom and cruel insults but his eyes saw kindness and pain. Taehyung had decided to have him and as a true fighter he hated sharing what was rightfully his.
After him, nobody would claim him. Nobody would have the pleasure of touching him.Nobody would steal him from Kim Taehyung. Because Jeon Jungkook would belong to him forever or at least for as long as he wanted him.
Taehyung hoisted a brow,his habitual smirk coating his lips,arms still resting on the back pillows, perfectly undisturbed,a placid yet corky expression that should infuriate Jungkook but strangely didn't. He had already grasped how needy the younger was,he could tell just by looking into his sparkling,doe eyes that drove him crazy but provoking and teasing him was ineluctable and riveting but he now assumed he had exceeded Jungkook's limit.
" What makes you think I don't want you,baby boy? Who told you I'm not gonna fuck you? I'm simply taking pleasure that you look so desperate,losing your mind wanting it first." And the truth was he enjoyed seeing the thrill and longing,the slight trembling of his body."Come here." He gestured to him, nodding his head,an untamed strand of hair flipping on his forehead.
Jungkook didn't move an inch, refusing to obey.The anger was long gone as he kept pouting like a kid whose favourite snacks were stolen.
" I said..come here. On your knees." he repeated,undertone serene and firm.
Jungkook balled his fists behind his back,blew a huff, pulling a face that amused Taehyung to a great extent. In spite of his arrogance,he so much resembled a cute, little baby." Why should I? You'll keep teasing."
The man laughed but said in a cloying way."Promise I won't."
The younger didn't wanna get shirty with him but at the same time didn't wanna appear too.. desperate. He shily swayed his head. Come to think about it, his previous stand screamed desperation so it was a little late to act cool."Ok..but no more games." he eventually blurred out , slowly walking to him and kneeling between his spread legs. Waveringly,his eyes lodged on his cock, gulping hard and blinking his heavy eyes,lusting after the huge bulge.
Taehyung couldn't help but smirk again, knowing the conclusive effect he held on him. It would definitely make his surrender more.. overwhelmingly thrilling! He sensed Jungkook's hands reluctantly resting on his thighs as his thumb subtly caressed the length of his forearm, producing shivers of indisputable pleasure on the younger.
" Pull down my shorts." Taehyung ordered straight up. He saw Jungkook biting his lips while his hands hooked on the waistband of his shorts,not exactly pulling them,more like trying to figure out if he should. Was it the time to chicken out? Definitely not! So he lowered the shorts and Taehyung kicked them on the floor.
And there it was!
The object of his desire!
The one thing he fantasized, craved and yearned for!
Standing up proudly in all its glory! Its magnificent glory! Jungkook wheezed, wildly nibbling on his lower lip,well- nigh tasting copper. Fuck,fuck,fuck! It was abnormally thick and long,veiny and rock- hard and for a second he panicked. It seemed a little daunting to take in– literally!Jungkook couldn't take his eyes out of it, to all intents and purposes drooling. It looked so hard and powerful that it deprived him of oxygen.
" Like what you see?" It was an intentional question,full of pep and razz but he didn't expect a reply. Jungkook kept ogling on the huge shaft,his mind taunted by wicked, lewd thoughts he couldn't prevent." Stop fucken staring at it! Shove it inside your filthy mouth." Taehyung snapped, incompetent to tame his urges anymore.
Jungkook's eyes jumped up to look at his face."It's so..big!" It made him splutter. How the hell would that fit in his ass let alone in his mouth? He'd most likely choke..
Taehyung's eyes narrowed." If you don't stop staring at it baby boy it's gonna get bigger and harder. That will be a problem for you.."
" Like..huge! Freaking huge! Freaking, massive..huge!" He choked back, snatching on the first thing he found, Taehyung 's hips.It still felt inconceivable to poor Jungkook whose nails were digging holes in the man's thighs but he didn't seem to mind.
" Glad you approve! Now be a good boy and suck daddy's cock. Show me how badly you want this."
The moment had finally come.
The moment pigheaded, 'straight' Jungkook would suck his first cock, giving his daddy the best blow job..