" Walk out that door and the deal is off."
Jungkook's hand anchored on the cool brass of the knob,a reality he was ready to shatter. His body went rigid, staring intensely at the half opened door as if he was miraculously expecting an answer. His heart gave one last, painful lurch and then it simply quit as a suffocating lump sealed his dry throat.
Taehyung would let him go.
He would seriously terminate their deal for something that wasn't his fault.He'd break their contract and Jungkook would never see or touch him again. Because obviously he would have to quit his job at the club and turn his life upside down. He'd be forced to stop searching for Minhun from the inside and rely on Jimin continuing the investigation.
Surprisingly,that wasn't what frightened him the most. It was watching Taehyung hooking up with other men and women right in front of him that felt insufferable for reasons he couldn't grasp..
He wasn't sure if he had it in him..
However,he wouldn't back out and accept his threats because he hadn't done anything wrong.
" Is that a threat?"
" Merely a warning."
Fingers clasped tighter around the cold steel."I don't react well to threats."
" I don't react well to mockery either."
" Stop saying that." he vented, trying to control the trembling in his voice." I didn't.."
" You're still talking to her. God knows what else you do." Taehyung spoke out with that coiling in his gut insisting,inhaling slowly and clenching his fists to the sides.
Jungkook bitterly chuckled." If that's your opinion about me, why did you pursue me? Why did you offer me the contract knowing I'm nothing but a cheater and a gold-digger and I could easily make you my victim and move to the next one after I'm done with you?" He couldn't turn around to face him. His eyes would be filled with resentment for him and at that precise moment he refused to deal with it.
" You throw accusations without even hearing my explanation. You assume I am still involved with her only because you saw her name flashing on my phone? Did you stop to think it wasn't my fault? Hell no! It never occurred to you that it wasn't. It seemed easier to point fingers at me than admitting you overreacted." He huffed and puffed, fuming in anger but mostly in disappointment because deep inside he needed Taehyung to believe him.
All he wanted right now was to breathe some fresh air and think.
Away from there.
Away from him and his accusations.
Away from the resentment in his voice but he didn't wanna break their deal.
He didn't wanna push that far.
" What am I supposed to think, Jungkook? She repeatedly called you and instead of telling me you decided to lie to my face. You deliberately deceived me."
" Am I such an asshole to you? You like fucking me but you refuse to trust me."
" Trust goes both ways." Taehyung flared,his voice steel- toned and brisk. "Today you proved that I shouldn't put my faith in you."The man took two steps closer." I own you Jeon. Don't you forget it."
" So this is about ownership not trust. About you not wanting to lose something you bought. You hate losing. It stirs your guts to know someone else has what your fucken money has bought. Well let me make it clear." His fingers were constantly squashing the knob so hard,his knuckles were rigid." Your money didn't buy me. Your dick did. And I can walk out that door and never come back."
The moment the words slipped out of his lips,he regretted it. In his effort to make Taehyung understand that he wasn't afraid of him or the possibility of terminating their deal, he had opened his big mouth with potential catastrophic results. Taehyung would most likely send him to bloody hell.
"Is this what this is all about? A chance to back out of our deal so you'll run back to her?" The man's voice stood firm yet inside he was boiling in anger.
" I wouldn't have come to you in the first place if that was the case."
" You played me for a fool and I don't appreciate being treated as a substitute for a Barbie on low battery."
Jungkook narrowed his brows and scoffed."Don't be ridiculous!"
" Did I hit a nerve,Jeon? I can't tolerate being underestimated by you or her." Taehyung fired the words at him,jaw clenched and veins popping out.
" It wasn't my intention to deceive you.." he abruptly turned and clenched his fists to the side,unsure of what to do now that the heat of rage had subsided a little." You insulted me and I have told you a million times I'm not after your money." He warily shifted facing the man who had given him the best orgasms and the worst headaches.
Taehyung with his heart pounding in his chest,breath caged on his throat, internally cursed. He had gone too far. He had overreacted and lost control. Because the idea of Jungkook fucking Aespa or any woman was eating him alive.
It was a sharp blade piercing his chest, swirling around the open wound. Obviously he understood it wasn't about money but he had passed the point of no restraint and Jungkook was seriously considering leaving him.
The moment he saw him marching towards the door,he snapped. He would leave. He'd open the fucken door and disappear. His usual serenity and apathy flew out the window and he blurted out the only thing that popped to mind as a leverage to stop him.
Jungkook was right. It was meant to sound like a threat. As he tried to pull himself together,he filled his lungs with air,his chest expanding then falling.
" Explain then but make damn sure you're telling the truth."
" She called me. I didn't pick up. Maybe I should have. Perhaps I didn't because I wasn't interested in talking to her." He pulled in a long,calming breath through his nose." I have no idea why she contacted me but the day I told her we were over,was the last time I saw her. And no I'm not fucking her. How could I? I'm constantly here and I can barely walk since you have ruined me,let alone go out to fuck her. You understand what you're saying doesn't add up." He twiddled around only to escape that haunting gaze that was itching for a fight.
Jungkook heard only the clacking of footsteps on the marble but remained solid. This would either end with an apology or with punching. He wouldn't have it any other way. Taehyung made no effort to touch or turn him around. He stood behind him and kept quiet so Jungkook decided to play his last card.
" You'll either apologize or..let me go.." he let slip in a hush and waited for a reaction. Whatever the outcome he'd at least walk away with dignity and respect for himself. That was how the hyungs had raised him. Taking shit from him or anyone wasn't an option.
Taehyung didn't have to ponder much,the words brushing against his skin. Jungkook wasn't after his money. He wouldn't even accept gifts from him in contrast to his other lovers who seemed more than eager to receive them and accusing him of being a gold-digger seemed preposterous.
He back hugged him, nuzzling his face in his neck." I'm sorry. I lose my temper when it comes to you.. I'm sorry Jungkook."
The younger breathed a sigh of relief because deep inside he didn't want to leave but would if he was forced to. " Don't ever do that again." he warned him, warily shutting the door,making Taehyung's heart return to its place.
The man spun him around and shivered, noticing the hurt in his gorgeous eyes. He was responsible for it. He had robbed him of his usual sparkle and his chest panged in guilt."Promise I won't."
" Good because there won't be a next time,Taehyung. Pull a stand like that again and I'm out. That's not a warning. It's a threat."
The man took his word for it. His fingers tangled in his shiny hair, giving him a peck on his lips and chills along his spine."Jungkook..would you mind calling her? Just to tell her not to bother you?"
"Well.." he hesitated not because he was afraid but mostly because he surprisingly didn't want to hear her. He had no interest in Aespa,none whatsoever.
" Call her Jungkook. Unless you're scared to close that door forever." His voice " Unless you can't handle her."
"That door, Kim closed the moment you kissed me in that alley. And I'm not scared." he fired back, scrunching his lips." And you're too damn controlling!"
" Somebody has to put a leash on you. I hate thinking of you with her. Kissing her, touching her, fucking her. It pisses me off." Taehyung admitting the green monster of jealousy was eating him, made Jungkook choke down a smile of surprise and satisfaction.
Taehyung was jealous..
Or was he possessive about not wanting to share what was his?
One way or the other the boy realised that was exactly what he should have done in the first place.
Call her and end it.
It was naive of him to believe or hope she'd stop. Even if she simply wanted to say hi,it caused him trouble with Tae. A nod of the head was his answer to the man's request.
Taehyung fetched the phone from the kitchen and watched Jungkook dialing her number. At the second ring Aespa picked up.
" Kook? I'm so happy to hear your voice. I've been calling and texting. Why didn't you reply to me?" There was concern in her voice.
" I'm fine..listen.." he began saying,his gaze fixed on the man." Please, I would appreciate it if you don't call me again. There's nothing to talk about and you know I'm with someone else. Try to understand."
" But I miss you. " She hurriedly stated and Jungkook could hear the trembling in her voice, filling him with guilt."I wanna see you..please don't shut me out of your life. Let's forget everything and give our relationship a chance.."
Jungkook's worst fear was confirmed but it wouldn't change his decision. Of course he felt bad for her and disgusted with himself for leading her on but it wasn't on purpose. He never meant to deceive her or exploit her kindness but it was beyond his power.
He didn't like her anymore. Most likely he was never truly committed to her. At least not the way she wanted and hoped.
He couldn't ignore his feelings and Aespa wasn't what he needed." I'm sorry but it's impossible.I don't want to. I'm seeing someone else and it won't chance.Respect that and keep your distance." He chose his words carefully."Take care." He hung up before she could react and squeezed the phone in his hand,then threw it on the couch across the room.
Taehyung let out a long sigh." She wants you back."
The younger wouldn't make the same mistake twice and lie." Yes."
The man's fingers gripped his jaw." Were you tempted?"
" No. It's over with her. She knows it. I've tried to be honest about wanting someone else. If she can't accept it, it's her problem."He didn't beat around the bush. He resented lying as much as being lied to. He wrapped his arms around the man's neck, closing the distance between them and rubbing his nose on Taehyung's. " I'm also sorry for hiding it. I was afraid it would mess things up for us and it did."
" At least I'm not the only pig-headed person in this house." he joked,pecking his lips again. That gentle touch ignited a burning longing inside the younger,erasing any trace of their previous dispute.
" Don't confuse stubbornness with possessiveness." he corrected him, grinning like a Cheshire cat,fixing his gaze on the man's lips while biting his own.
For a brief moment none of them spoke. The tension from their little dispute had shifted from rage to something deeper,filled with anticipation and longing. Taehyung's touch was the spark Jungkook's skin needed to catch fire.
Just like that.
That effortlessly.
That fast.
That easily.
The darkness and intensity of Taehyung's eyes held him firmly on the ground. The heat radiating from his body forced a slightly muffled groan out of his lips. The older's fingers lifted,his knuckles gently brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead.
" Fuck..I want you.."
A shuttered breath escaped Jungkook giving him the permission he needed. His fingers slipped from his hair to cup his chi ,thumb stroking the sharp line of his cheekbone." God! I want you too.. so freaking much." Taehyung lisped,voice low, a guttural sound that vibrated straight into Jungkook's core.
The fight,the harsh words,the anger were long gone and the last string of Jungkook's control snapped. His fists gripped the fabric of his shirt, drawing him closer, crushing their lips together. A desperate claim of flesh to flesh.
Jungkook pushed his tongue deep inside the man's mouth, splitting it in half,a ravaging collision of teeth and tongues. A wild dance of need and want that had become unbearable to bridle.
Taehyung's hands curtly swathed around his waist,palms kneading his ass and tongue swirling inside the sourness of his mouth in a frenzy desire to conquer every inch of him.
" Did our little fight make you horny?" Taehyung breathed against his lips,his voice oozing with possessiveness." Do you need my cock again? Do you want me to fuck you?"
Jungkook's reply was a broken sound,a plea grounding his hips against the older's,the friction awakening brutal desires." Would you think of me as a pervert if I say yes?"
The lurking sneer painting Taehyung's lips didn't bother him at all. He was used to it.
" I'd be disappointed if you.. didn't. You're merely..expressive."
" Then I'll make sure I'll live up to your expectations..daddy." He couldn't take his eyes off his tempting lips and his chest rose and fell.
Taehyung bit down on his lower lip,the piercing he so desperately liked,too hard to make the boy gasp. An electric shock of warmth blended with roughness.
Jungkook's hands turned frantic, tearing his shirt,buttons scattering on the floor, fabric thrashing across the room, moving to his pants unbuckling his black, leather belt,making a whack sound,then tugging down his zipper, pulling it away along with his grey boxer.
Jungkook's breathing escalated coming face to face with the gigantic,thick cock and the thought of putting it in his mouth made him drool but not at that moment. He needed that cock inside him more than the air to breath.
Taehyung kicked them somewhere across the floor and drew him up, harshly ripping his T-shirt while getting rid of the rest of unwanted clothes. When they were finally naked, erasing every obstacle between them, Jungkook jumped on him, folding his legs around his waist and arms tangling on his neck, holding on as if he was the only anchor in his swiveling world.
The man pinned him against the cold wall, the chilly surface an utter contrast to their heated flesh. Before long, Jungkook felt Taehyung's cock ploughing inside him, tearing him apart,no warning,no preparation, just raw intensity, lashing on his sensitive spot.
An insatiable longing clawed under his veins,the blood boiling beneath his skin as he rolled his eyes,grip tangled in the man's hair, pushing his head back. Taehyung's hips plunged forward with the need to sink deeper into the warmth that deprived him of logic while leaning in,his mouth searching and finding Jungkook's in a blazing kiss, lips moving with reckless urgency.
Jungkook's mouth fully parted, allowing his tongue to slip inside, tasting and exploring.
Clumpy,all teeth and nerves,lips grazing,groans escaping with the world melting away. The taste of Taehyung was woodsmoke and bitter coffee as alluring as it was familiar.
" Fuck! You're so damn sexy." Taehyung lisped the moment their lips drew apart." And you're all mine..fucking mine, aren't you? My good boy."
Jungkook was breathing so hard, feeling like he'd pass out." Yes.." he cried out, digging his teeth in the man's neck, nibbling and sucking."Your good boy.!"
" That's my cock in your ass." he roared between heavy breaths, constant moans and rapid heartbeats." That's me fucking your tight hole."
His thrusts became ruthless, each one rougher than the previous,a thrashing of Jungkook's prostate as his back was hitting the chill wall behind him. The fiery craving turned undurable to the point he could no longer feel he controlled his body.
All the curbed frustration from their previous dispute,the undying passion,the need to submit to whatever that man was demanding,was tantalising.
" Fuck daddy.. I'm gonna cum..' His head was hung back, slamming against the wall,his neck extended as his cock started to leak from the tip. Taehyung plunged deeper,faster,hands squashing his asscheeks, Jungkook practically bouncing on the thick,hard dick, shoving the man's head in his neck.
Taehyung could sense he was close to cumming and so was he. With a vulgar sound,he devoured the patch of flesh,tongue soothing the sting of his teeth before grazing over the frantic pulse with a possessive, raw claim. He nipped and sucked leaving only bruises and earsplitting whimpers of ecstasy.
" Mark me.." Jungkook hollowed out,the tension bubbling into his depths,his cock hopping up and down matching the frantic rhyme of the man's, thrusting in and out." Mark my body..make me yours.."
" You are mine!" Taehyung growled back."Mine! I'm fucking you. I'm inside you. You belong to me. You're my slut.." He thrashed one plunge, forcing a croaking snarl out of the younger 's lips and at the same time drew the heated flesh into his mouth." Mine to break. Mine to burn.."
Two bodies colliding,skin to skin. Surrendering to the animalistic rhythm of carnal sensation.
Two souls mingling without barrier.
The younger 's head,tossed to the side, eyes blurry and mind numbed from the overpowering stimulation while the man's dick was brutally abusing his sore hole, fingers pressing tighter on his hair, legs trapped around his waist, whimpering and sensing his orgasm building up.
" Cumming..oh daddy.. I'm so close.. it's coming.." The moment the words left his mouth,his body spasmed,fingers pulled the man's hair so hard he nearly yanked a handful of them,his cock exploded, splashing hot cum between their stomaches.
Taehyung felt powerless to the growing yearning of being inside him and kept pounding him harder and harder. Every thrust drove both men to the edge. " This is me fucking you. This is my cum inside your hole. This is me owning every inch of you.." That deep, raspy voice made the boy's pulse throb in his veins.
One final thrust,one guttural snarl and Jungkook was filled to the fullest, his anus stretched and swarmed from the sticky cum, sensing the pleasure rippling through him, seizing his body, possessing all of him.
When the heat subsided Taehyung rested his forehead on Jungkook's shoulder blade,gasping,chest heaving,the frantic beat of his heart pulsing against the younger 's. As he slowly tried to pull out, Jungkook refused to let go, clutching around him.
" Please..I want more.." a breathless plea of desperation.
"You wanna do it again?"
"Would you mind very much?"he purred, biting the already swollen skin of his lips.
" I don't wanna hurt you." He shifted with Jungkook cloaked around him, walking to the couch with the intention of settling him there to rest but the boy had different plans." I can't."
" You can and you will." Jungkook gulped hard,his lungs sucking in air and suckled roughly at the burning flesh between the neck and shoulder." I need more of you pounding inside me.."
Taehyung shook his head at how much of a needy lover he had. Refusing him seemed so futile as Jungkook's voice sounded too determined to have his way. " Sure you're up to this?"
" One way to find out. Don't be gentle." A challenge Taehyung didn't actually need but enjoyed. He placed him on the couch, flipped him over,knees resting on the softness of the sofa,hands and head on the back pillows.
" You can't tell me I didn't give you a heads-up,boy." There was a note of mirth in his tone that chipped away at the tension of the moment in Jungkook's chest.
Taehyung pushed his back lower and his ass up high,smacking him a few times, knowing how much he loved it. It would be easy to push his cock inside that wet hole and fuck him but he wanted this to last longer.
" Don't move. Keep your ass up and your legs spread." The man knelt,shifted his body, roosting between the boy's thighs,back touching the couch, facing the throbbing cock. His fingers cloaked the base,his hand stroked and pressed the tip,forcing a loud squealing sound out of Jungkook's lips.
His palm landed on the twitching cock in a soft slap that shook Jungkook's body to the core,followed by another one equally tender."Such a pervert Jeon. The more I slap your cock the harder you become." he mocked helpless Jungkook. His fingers dug deep into the back cushions,teeth biting the leather fabric.
As Taehyung began jacking him off, pushing the shaft up and down,he steadily increased the intensity of his slapping, noticing it swelling up and to make matters worse,his tongue lapped the throbbing dick from the base all the way to the slit,not taking him inside his mouth.
Jungkook was stimulated to the point of ejaculation,hissing, whimpering and thrusting his hips to find the man's lips, shaking uncontrollably. The moment Taehyung held his cock up to his stomach and spanked the underside for extra pain and pleasure, Jungkook let out a granting moan." Fuck.. daddy.. take it in..please..suck me.."
Taehyung's heated breath smashed on his thighs and cock,the slapping went from feather-light teases that build up unbearable tension,to full- throttle whacks that left Jungkook breathless and ready to cum.
His tongue, torturously slow,twisted around the drenched slit, squashing the tip then draped the thick cock,mouth moving up and down,tongue wreathing around it,a sudden violent jolt to his throat.
The searing sensation slammed against Jungkook's core,vivid and vulgar,like an electric current and the warmth of the man's mouth,coerced out a bleaty sound of moans and whimpers. His climax built,a tidal wave about to break, rhythmically budging his lower abdomen to meet Taehyung's hungry pace.
That's when Taehyung stopped."You don't get to cum.I'm not done with you yet, slut."
The younger whined the second he was left unsatisfied and felt the man in front of his exposed ass." Thrust in..fuck me.."
" Did you think it would be that easy?" The hard spank on his ass shook his entire body, pulsing through his veins. Jungkook was entirely bewildered to understand that the man had left and returned, holding a black, vibrating butt plug,consisting of smaller and bigger lumps and after adjusting the mode to full speed,he rapidly launched it inside his hole and Jungkook wailed.
The plug was stirring his walls, stimulating his prostate with each ram. He arched his back,nails practically ripping the leather and tossing his fuzzy head to the side in total haze. He sensed something hard and moist tickling his flustered face, slapping his cheeks.
His fuzzy eyes opened widely,gaze drifting at the man's cock wilfully smashing his face and couldn't resist the flaming need of his tongue making quick, deliberate passes,the salty flavour an instant addiction.
" Someone's hungry." Taehyung badgered him,cock continually slapping his face, smearing strings of precum." Hungry boy? Want to eat my cock? Wanna suck daddy's cock?"
Jungkook's mouth watered,saliva drooping from the corner of his lips, running his tongue across the swollen surface." Yes..very much.."
The hard shaft thrusted inside his mouth,a harsh sweetness clung to his throat, gagging and choking him. Both hands anchored on the man's asscheeks,fingers grazing the heated flesh and the vibration inside him, slamming his walls and spot with a raw, untamed power,forcing a muffled,wounded cry to slip his abused throat.
Taehyung was ramming into him with a driving force,a piston of pure want and corrupt desire. Each surge was a desperate prayer and a savage reply.
Taehyung's control shuttered,his breath hitched,his hands raked through Jungkook's hair, gripping, twisting, pushing forward, teetering on the edge of release. Three assertive jolts and the results of his orgasm swarmed the boy's mouth, venting on his jaw.
Jungkook gulped every drop while slurping the slit in a starving need. As Taehyung pulled out,the boy mistakenly thought he'd finally get the chance to unleash the overwhelming climax tormenting him. However his lover had different plans. He stepped back,hand fisting his cock that was still rigid and hunched over the younger, snatching his jaw.
" How does it feel to have that bloody plug in your ass? " He gripped him tighter, staring straight into his eyes, lashes battering,mouth hanging open." Do you like being wrecked? Stretched open for my cock? I think your slutty hole needs more stretching. Maybe I should have used a bigger plug or shoved two inside you. You wouldn't mind,would you?" He sneered, releasing the grip on his jaw and warily strutted to the bar, pouring ice and a generous portion of whiskey into a glass.
Taehyung rambled back, blocking the younger 's view and took a sip of the bitter liquid."Haven't answered my question boy." His left hand was stroking his cock taking pleasure in how fucked up his baby boy looked.
Disoriented and bleary, Jungkook's mouth couldn't move let alone utter a single word.
He wanted to..
But he was aching close,his self control traying,a live wire sparking under his flaming skin." Da-daddy..I.."
" Words boy. Use your fucken mouth for something besides sucking cocks." he provoked him, walking around the couch and behind his ass,taking wicked pleasure from watching his hole – wet and throbbing – getting railed by the vibrator. He sunk his fingers inside his glass, holding an ice cube between his thumb and index finger,circling the anus in slow motion, water drops oozing along his thighs.
The younger wheezing for breath,couldn't choke back his shrieky cries and crackling whimpers,his entire body panging from the primitive need to cum,his cock jerking ready to burst, feeling a sweet numbness clawing his lower body alongside to an acute pain.He gathered whatever strength was left and bawled." I.. wouldn't..I can..take more..more..cocks..for you.."
" Interesting.." he gorged down the rest of his whiskey but he kept stroking his hole with the ice cube, noticing how it made his body tremble and cock pang. He loved being tortured.
Taehyung wasn't in the least bit stunned. From the moment their eyes met he bet his fortune Jungkook was way more of a pervert than him. He simply needed the right person to help him admit it.
He had found someone who enjoyed his madness. Not a damn fool who pretends and forces you to be normal. Jeon was as fucked up as him.
" Enough!" He dumped the glass on the coffee table, flipped him over,back on the couch,ass on the back pillows and legs in the air. He didn't bother pushing the plug out. Jungkook assured him he could take it. He folded the younger 's legs till they touched his shoulders and his ass was completely exposed and shoved his dick inside,clashing in pleasure as the lumps from the plug grazed his dick.
Jungkook unleashed a glass- shattering roar,his very being fractured by the violent intrusion, shredded between agony and bliss.
Having the plug and his cock at the same time felt too excruciating and slightly pique but he had asked for it so he gulped down his protests of pain and took it like a man.
Taehyung snatched his hands,placed them under his knees to keep his legs steady and kept plunging deeper,one hand digging on the younger's thigh and the other holding the base of his cock. His face was totally distorted,a mask of struggle between pleasure and surrender.
His intense,dark gaze locked onto Jungkook's,a display of a deep connection of vulnerability and possessiveness. His mouth was slack and open, breathing heavily,the room vibrating from loud moans and sharp gasps. His jaw muscles corded and teeth gnashed with each powerful thrust, sinking him further into an erotic abyss.
Jungkook was even worse. His gorgeous face was now a map of undeniable ecstasy,flushed with a glistering glow covering his skin,his eyes glazed and fuzzy, lips parted, ragged breaths tore from his throat and a sweet numbness spreading everything.
The more assertive the thrusts turned,the deeper Jungkook was sinking in solace. The pain was irrelevant. The discomfort from the position was indifferent. All that mattered was the raw pleasure and intensity he was submerged to.
Moving his body seemed – and was – impossible. He simply endured being nailed by the hard,thick cock and plug, stretching his hole, invading his walls and thrashing straight to his sensitive spot.
" Still can't talk,boy? Is this too much for you?" Taehyung cunningly teased, struggling to restrain his overwhelming need to cum." Is my dick too big for your tight hole? Huh?" He plunged deeper and Jungkook squealed." I guess I got my answer." He gave him another sharper tug and the boy cried out." Maybe I should stop.."
Jungkook blinked his heavy eyes,held his knees tighter and released something between a bawl and a plea." No..no..pl- please.."
" Are you gonna squirt for daddy?"
" Ye–yes.."
" Then fucken do it! Cum and squirt for me Goddamn it! Don't fight it!"
For poor Jungkook that order was his breaking point. The salvation he needed.
He let go.
He surrendered.
He embraced his orgasm, watching his cock twitch and spasm at the roughness of Taehyung's cock, pushing in and out in a frenzy,his walls grazed by the lumpy plug and his prostate brutally assaulted.
The moment his cock gushed out spurts of cum and strings of squirt, splashing all over his tummy and face, dripping on the leather,Taehyung was reaching his own orgasm with razor-edged snarls, hissing at the heartfelt sensation and his gaze pinned on his lover's cock. He loved observing him squirt.
" Fuck boy! That was.. damn! Watching you squirt is my addiction!" he slowly drifted out his dick and then removed the plug as he sneered, viewing the cum surging out of the swarmed hole.
"What a waste of cum." he exclaimed and scrunching down,he lugged his tongue over the drenched anus, slurping the salty flavour, jostling his tongue inside out, till there was nothing left but the younger's choked moans and thrashing whimpers and Jungkook came again from overstimulation.
Jungkook was a mass of tangled flesh. Soaked in cum and squirt. Drenched in haze. Wheezing and cradling his aching body. He felt two strong hands twirling him around and found himself laying on the couch,his left leg hanging on the back pillows.
Taehyung took one good look at the boy and laughed in relish,shaking his head." Ready for round three?"
The younger gasped and timidly nodded while his tongue was half- way-out between the corner of his swollen lips.
The man was bowled over by his unquenchable thirst for sex but also knew how painful it must have been for him. " You're unbelievable, boy! I've fucked you so many times and you want more. We've been fucking like rabbits for days and you appetite for my cock is stunning."
He walked into the kitchen,got a towel,cleaned himself and Jungkook, throwing it on the table somewhere." We shower,rest and go shopping in the afternoon."
Jungkook was far too weak to argue. He gave him a small nod, feeling incredibly sticky and let him carry him upstairs into the bathroom and finally in bed where he got the chance to rest his aching body wrapped in Taehyung 's warmth.
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Jimin's mind was spinning in circles. Over the last few days Yoongi was behaving weirder than usual. Hush- hush calls and texts in the middle of the night. Disappearing for hours without telling him. His phone inexcusably switched off and a deafening silence,even when they were together, which tied up his stomach in knots.
Yoongi had always been secretive and difficult to understand, lost in his own world but this time it felt different. Something inside Jimin was warning him that his boyfriend was hiding things from him.
Vital things.
Crucial things.
And Jimin wasn't the type of person to ignore the signs,avoid the truth or keep his mouth shut when something was bagging him. He'd find out one way or the other. Nothing stays hidden for too long.
His initial thought was that Yoongi was cheating on him. That he had found someone else and didn't know how to break up with him.
How else would you explain the calls and texts and the secrecy?
It's not like he hadn't been cheated in the past but somehow he either didn't give a shit or the cheaters ended up bruised with Jungkook's compliments!
On the other hand,he hadn't once given him a reason to doubt him..
Up until now..
He stirred on the couch, tapping his foot nervously on the floor and frantically biting his nails. Tonight was supposed to be a quiet, relaxing night with the two of them cuddling on the couch and watching a movie before going to bed for a few rounds of wild sex.
However, Jimin had spent the last twenty minutes alone in the dim living room,the TV on pause and Yoongi on the phone inside their bedroom, talking to God knows who!
He grabbed the bottle of soju from the coffee table and gorged it down,the liquid burning his throat,his head slightly spinning. He turned his head towards the shut door and the idea pestering his mind was stronger than ever.
As he stood up and tiptoed his way outside the door,he strangely didn't have an ounce of guilt about eavesdropping and glued his ear on the door, careful not to make a sound to the point he forgot how to breathe.
What he heard, hit him like a slap in the face.
" Yeah of course I want to come but it's hard to get away." Yoongi whispered.
" I don't wanna make Jimin suspect something is off.. it's bad enough you calling me in the middle of the night..sooner or later he's gonna figure it out..look Hobi, I'll drop by as soon as I come up with a believable excuse..ok.. maybe tomorrow morning. I'll tell him I have to run some errands. Got to go."
When he hung up and Jimin heard footsteps approaching the door,he quickly ran and sat on the couch. His heart pounding in his chest,head throbbing from anger, disappointment and at that moment he wanted nothing more than to punch him in the face.
Who the fuck was Hobi?
What was his relationship with Yoongi?
And why did he have to find an excuse to meet him?
Obviously,their ' involvement ' was more than professional. It was personal.
Regardless of the impulse to jump on him and rip his head off,he clenched his fists, gritting his teeth,remained as composed as possible and folding his legs on the couch,he smiled at him.
" Everything ok?"
" Yeah.."
" Who were you talking to?"He tried to sound calm but the frustration in his voice was hard to hide.
" Mark from the club. About tonight's schedule. Some kind of a mix up. Didn't pay any attention." He took a seat beside him in his usual indifferent look,his right hand hooked around Jimin's shoulders,his legs stretched under the table as if nothing was going on. As if he hadn't been talking on the phone for half an hour with another man.
" Mark? From work?" He asked again, emphasizing the name just to give him a chance to come clean with him. If Yoongi would be kind enough to explain what the hell was going on,he might consider sparing his life, otherwise…
" Who else?"
Answering a question with a question was a way to avoid directly replying and Jimin was about to blow his top!
" And you had to shut yourself in the bedroom to talk?"
" The reception..you know! Couldn't hear a word." He snatched the bowl of chips and stuffed his mouth with the salty snack, chewing slowly. He detested lying to his boyfriend but was left with no alternative.
He kept repeating it was for his own safety. The less he knew the better for everyone. However,he still felt like shit.
The younger gently removed Yoongi's arm from around him,put some distance between them,twirled his head and glared at him,eyes spitting fire.
" Then who is..Hobi?"