Four weeks after the warning.
Leaving was the last thing Taehyung wanted at that point and made it clear in a way it created suspicions to Jungkook.
He lingered by the door, suitcase at the side,eyes kept glancing back at the younger as if memorizing his face just for a trip that would last two days.
It wasn't long but necessary.
It wasn't far but still felt wrong.
Nonetheless he had urgent business in Daegu and his family was constantly pressuring him to visit them and he had grown tired of finding silly excuses.
" Try not to blow this place up while I'm gone." Taehyung drawled, putting on his brown,cashmere coat, adjusting the front.
Jungkook's eyes rolled to the back, poking his tongue out." I'm not gonna blow the place up! I live here, you know."
" I say that because every time you play those video games you forget the cooker on."
" It happened once!" Jungkook fired back, annoyed, standing by the edge of the couch."You don't have to slam it to my face every time you leave the house, asshole."
Taehyung's laughter echoed in the penthouse,sharp but hollow." One was enough, pretty boy!"
Jimin sprawled on the comfy couch like he owned the place, legs stretched and hands behind his head, snorting." The boss has a point there,Kook. You're absentminded when playing. " He shifted his gaze to Taehyung's side." Don't worry boss! I've got you covered. I'll keep him alive till you come back."
The man's gaze slightly sharpened,steeped in concern and worry but gave a slight nod anyway." I'm counting on you, Jimin. Make sure you do."
Jimin made a lazy salute." Scouts honour,boss."
" Taehyung." the man corrected him, picking up his blue suitcase, signaling and winking at Jungkook to come closer,which he did. " I'll call you when I reach Daegu. Be a good boy." He kissed him on the lips just enough for Jungkook's heart to bounce.
Then he walked out the door and just like that the penthouse felt empty.
Jimin stayed with Jungkook, filling the void space with madness, making coffee at the machine he realised he definitely adored because it actually worked, commenting on whatever Jungkook was doing and of course talking nonstop.
" You know," Jimin said later that afternoon, noticing how his friend was scrolling through his phone." If you keep checking it like that it might miraculously decide to answer back out of pity."
Jungkook narrowed his brows, throwing him a sideways glance." I ain't checking."
" You've unlocked the screen ten times in the last ten minutes."
" Out of habit."
" Right! Right! " Jimin exclaimed, utterly unimpressed by his lack of imagination in excuses, tapping Jungkook's leg." And I'm here for the view! Who are you trying to fool,lover boy?"
Jungkook chewed on his lower lip, trying to ease his rather unsteady breathing." He said he'd call me after the meeting. It's six and still nothing."
" He's there on a business trip, not a field trip. Perhaps his meeting took longer than expected." Jimin attempted to reassure his worries.
" He'd send me a message. What if something happened to him again? An accident? Another explosion? Or.. or somebody shot him." he managed to slur. The biting on his lip was constant and relentless. His fear was sharp and agonising.
Jimin facepalmed himself. He understood his fears perfectly especially after the last time in Thailand yet he strongly believed Jungkook overreacted on the matter. Meetings often take longer than expected.
" Holy shit Kook! You've woven an entire fantasy scheme in your head merely because he hasn't called you in what?" He checked his phone." Ninety minutes? Maybe he's at his parents house and he can talk."
Despite everything, Jungkook took a deep breath to cook down the highly mixed up thoughts roaring in his head, giving him a splitting headache.
He faintly smiled,the tension was there as he abruptly popped up and ran to the kitchen. Upon his return,Jimin observed the packet of cigarettes in his hand and shook his head.
" Smoking will kill you one day!"
" Maybe somebody will succeed first! At least I'll go down happy!" Jungkook flatly prodded, snapping the packet open, cigarettes jostling against each other, pulling one out with a whispering rustle.
He lit it with shaky hands, cigarette dangling from his fingers,inhaled deeply then let the smoke slowly bleed from his nose, exhaling in frantic, little clouds.
" Cut it out Kook! This ain't a joke. Nothing will happen. No one is gonna harm you." Jimin snapped in clear irritation. " Have you talked to Taehyung?"
" Told you already! I'm not going to."He dumped the cigarette in the ashtray.
" Ok.. besides the packet and the photo did you get anything you're not telling me?"
Jungkook bobbed his head to a no.
Jimin stared at him,brows narrowed in doubt."Should I take your word for it?"
" Do whatever you want,shorty! I don't give a fuck!" He popped up from the couch,phone at hand and stormed inside the kitchen to do what he knew best when anxious.
Clean.
The rest of the afternoon was a blur for Jungkook. He cleaned the entire penthouse,cooked food enough to feed a platoon with Jimin carefully studying his every move and relaxed only when Taehyung called him around ten.
His meeting had in fact taken longer than expected then his parents had visited him to the company and had taken him to dinner.
Jungkook felt so thrilled that Taehyung was fine,he forgot his anger and vexation and had a great conversation with him. Till the night was over they talked two more times.
Jimin left late the next morning before Taehyung's arrival in the afternoon.
"I'm off." Jimin said, grabbing his white backpack and jacket. " Don't do anything stupid." He warned him strictly.
Jungkook's eyebrows raised in question."Define stupid."
" Anything that feels like a good idea right now. You know the usual."
Jungkook blew a huff." That's not very helpful."
" Well, you're a big boy. You'll figure it out."Jimin stopped by the door, looking over his shoulder." Just be careful,ok?"
The younger playfully nodded." Okie dokie."
Jimin left,the door closing behind him and there was silence again. Jungkook's eyes ferreted around the empty room but that disturbing thought poked his mind.
At first it was quiet, easy to ignore, buried in the depths of his mind.
At some point it turned earsplitting and Jungkook realised he was doomed.
Minutes later,he stood in the middle of the bedroom staring towards the closet, weighing his options.
" Should I? Or not?" He questioned out loud. His mouth wrinkled to the left side while chewing on his lower lip. " Well.. the hell with it!"
In hectic footsteps he rushed into the closet,picked up his backpack and sooner than expected the items were neatly laid on the bed and him.. glancing at them in profound interest and curiosity.
He hesitated for a brief moment then his fingers almost unwillingly hovered over an item that was practically yelling at him. ' Wear me. Wear me.'
This wasn't him.
This wasn't something he'd wear or even buy.
It was utterly ludicrous.
He huffed and puffed for quite some time as he began nibbling on his nails,eyelashes flapping,feet nervously tapping on the marble. He checked his watch.
It was still early and Taehyung wouldn't return till late in the afternoon.
The growing temptation felt like a soul crashing longing.
He exhaled sluggishly.
Then reached for it,palms practically burning at the sensation.
" Here goes nothing.."
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Taehyung arrived earlier than planned. The problem was solved,the deal was finalized and his family was at ease seeing him after months of absence.
Nonetheless, beneath his skin laid restlessness the entire time. He monitored Jungkook's whereabouts through the planted device in his watch and the boy hadn't left the penthouse in two days.
Still, something hadn't sat right.
That's why he hurried back.
By the time he stepped inside the penthouse, tension had crawled deep into his flesh.
" Jungkook?" His voice echoed in the silence.
No response.
" Jungkook? Where are you?"
No response again.
Taehyung froze in his place. He shouted louder this time." JUNGKOOK! JUNGKOOK WHERE ARE YOU?" His gaze drifted around the room,a sharp,way too familiar unease tightened his chest instantly.
Fear.
Real, suffocating fear.
He moved around fast. He dashed into the kitchen,the dining room,the playroom,the downstairs bathrooms even inside the storage and cellar.
Nothing.
No sign of Jungkook.
" JUNGKOOK! THIS ISN'T FUNNY, BOY! WHERE IN THE HELL ARE YOU?"
His pulse thundered,his hands clenched to fists, every worst case scenario roamed in his mind,uninvited and unwanted. The threats,the photos,the explosion flashed before his eyes in a way it made his blood cold.
Was he too late?
Has someone abducted him already, leaving the watch here?
Taehyung climbed up the staircase,taking two stairs at a time.
" JUNGKOOK? THIS ISN'T FUNNY,BOY!" his voice slightly broken but sharp– edged, shouting his name,breath uneven,chest pumping up and down,hands trembling even clenched in fists.
Without bothering to search the entire upper floor,he kicked the door open with his foot and plowed into the bedroom…
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Jungkook was peacefully inside the bedroom, trying on the absurd items he had ordered online, checking himself in the mirror,fingers brushing over his chest, stomach and his curvy hips.
He could clearly see the intense blushing of his cheeks and giggled.
They weren't so bad. The texture was smooth and soft, embracing his body with the exception of that damn thing in his ass that felt slightly uncomfortable.
The design was indescribably provocative and highly seductive but wasn't that the whole point?
To make his daddy even harder than usual.
Taehyung's unexpected voice hit him like a shockwave, shame washing over him.
Why the hell did he come earlier than expected? He was supposed to arrive late that afternoon, not before!
Raw panic instantly surged,head shifting to both sides, eyes darting to every possible escape route. When his gaze pinned on the mirror,to himself,to what he was wearing, reality crashed into him and he seriously wanted to cry.
" Oh shit! Shit! Oh God.. "
He moved quickly, nearly tripping over himself, snatching the nearest thing to cover his body,heart racing so damn fast he actually thought it would pop out soon.
The voice was getting closer and closer but Jungkook barely had time to bolt into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him with a loud, urgent click,locking it without thinking.
His back hit the door,palms holding it tightly as he tried to steady his rapid breathing and think.. think..
Why the hell couldn't he think?
Outside, Taehyung 's footsteps reached the room,his hand turned the doorknob,a wary clicking was heard and then nothing.
" Jungkook?" Taehyung's wavering, husky voice punctured the heavy quiet,making Jungkook have a heart attack.
His stomach involuntarily stirred and the feeling of nausea smashed his guts but he was glued to the floor, unable to take even half a step.
Jungkook pressed both palms over his lips, eyes popping wider than ever before,heart racing a marathon in his throbbing chest,not making a sound.. any sound.
' Oh shit! No.. no.. this isn't happening.. How will I face him? What should I do? Oh Jungkook! How could you fucked up again?'
He actually thought he had time.
Yeah,he bought the damn things and tried them on to see if they fitted him but he was unprepared to face Taehyung and his piercing gaze or even worse.. his mockery!
He felt something poking his ass and realised in terror it was the knob shifting left and right.
Taehyung stood right outside the bathroom,his blood boiling in his veins,chest rising and falling too fast, adrenaline refusing to ebb. He had heard it. The faint, distant click which first brought an almost dizzying relief then questions.
Jungkook was inside the bathroom.
Why didn't he answer in the first place?
Why ignore his shouting?
The meddling idea that came to mind was enough to make Taehyung grit his teeth.
" Jungkook, I know you're in the bathroom. Come out." His hand lifted up,palm pressing flat against the door." Jungkook." Voice low and controlled but still strict." Open the fucken door."
Trapped inside the bathroom, Jungkook's back was leaned on the shiny surface,his lips were sealed, breath shallow and mind racing yet utterly blank at the same time.
Thoughts came in bits.
' Say something. Do something. Fix this. Come on. Think.. think.'
However none of them formed anything useful in his head.
He kept gnawing at nothing,panic growing in incredible pace with each passing second.
" Jungkook. Open the door,boy." He sounded softer this time,patient.
The younger 's fingers twitched to his sides, mouth opened to speak then instantly closed again. He got nothing. Absolutely nothing. His mind was malfunctioning. It had lost his usual sparkness and wittiness.
Excuse.
He needed a believable excuse.
A common excuse if necessary.
Still nothing.
Not even the obvious.
I mean what do people do in the bathroom?
On the other side of the door, Taehyung 's patience and resilience was seriously tested. His jaw locked, relief was beginning to shift into something darker because Jungkook's silence felt completely wrong.
Jungkook was hiding something.
A man perhaps?
And him coming earlier ruined their plans?
His hand twisted the knob faster than before."Jeon Jungkook,open the fucken door
before I break it open." He took two deep inhales and spoke,only this time Jungkook could recognise the irritability in his throaty voice, giving the impression he wouldn't ask twice.
The younger sharply flinched. The man's tone burst through the haze of his mind to force out something.." I.. can't.. " he stuttered a bit clumsily." I'm.. I'm.. in the.. shower."
The excuse sounded lame and fake even to his ears.
" You're in the shower? " Taehyung immediately responded flatly.
Jungkook gulped hard,eyes blinking, feeling the room spinning around him." Yeah.. I'm naked.. I can't open it. " A small pause." G– go downstairs and I'll be.. right t – there."
Taehyung bobbed his head,then pressed his forehead against the door, sucking in sharp breaths to whittle down his rage." You're fucken lying to me, Jungkook. I heard you lock the door and unless you've started locking doors mid– shower for the fun of it,I ain't buying it."
The air caught in Jungkook's throat. He pressed his eyes shut, trying to think but it was beyond his capacity. Nothing came out. " Look.. I just.. needed a minute."
Taehyung drew sharp breaths to tame his raging heartbeat, every vein in his tense body now visible." Which is it,boy? You're having a shower or need a minute? Because I'm running out of patience."
Jungkook couldn't answer. Not after the lame excuses he had served him. Because the truth was harder than lying and walking out of that room meant revealing it and he wasn't up to it.
Not now.
Perhaps not ever.
" Please Taehyung.. just go downstairs.. please.." he begged him but he damn well knew Taehyung wouldn't back off unless he came out to face him.
" No. " The determination in his voice left no doubt to Jungkook that he was fighting for a lost cause. His fingers were still hooked around the knob without turning it.
Jungkook straightened his posture,fixing the black robe and tied the belt tighter around his waist. He was no pussy to hide like a freaking coward behind closed doors.
He was a confident man who was fucking around with his sugar daddy, fell madly in love with him and had purchased a few things to drive his daddy crazy with lust so that he wouldn't dare look at another man like never ever!
Jungkook shifted positions, twirled his stiff neck around,reached out, quivering fingers wrapped around the knob, unlocking the door with his free hand and finally pushing the door open.
The click of the door sounded louder than it was meant, carefully calculated as if he wanted to control the moment.
Smooth steps led him out of the bathroom,the silk robe clung onto his skin,casting shades on his seductive figure in a way it felt wrong and right at the same time.
The smooth fabric shifted with grace with each small step, loose at the collar,tied around his tiny waist, barely concealing his heated flesh.
Jungkook's eyes darted from the man's scorching gaze. His puffy cheeks were flushed crimson red,the colour rapidly spreading down his neck,his breathing came out ragged as he gulped down hard, once, twice,three times.
His fingers awkwardly hovered at his sides, gripping tightly on the edges of his robe just to steady himself to anything feeling solid.
Taehyung didn't utter a single word. His dark eyes thoroughly, silently dangled over his figure from head to toe.
It wasn't on purpose, teasing or even controlled,more like excessive. His eyes pinned on Jungkook's face, observing the flushed skin, his lowered gaze,the tension in his shoulders that were somehow trembling.
His gaze drifted lower to his half – exposed neck and chest, pumping up and down. He seemed edged as if he was caught doing something he shouldn't.
It felt like a riddle and Taehyung hated riddles when Jungkook was concerned." It's about time you were honest with me. You weren't having a shower because the water wasn't turned on. You were naked yet you're dressed now. Besides, there isn't an inch of your body that I haven't seen or touched."
His brows knitted together, rubbing his jaw with his fingers." You needed a moment but you don't explain why. Then you try to unsuccessfully get rid of me. " His eyes didn't waver and he noticed how Jungkook's fingers tightened against the silky fabric.
Something was definitely off.
" I know you're lying and I don't react nice to lies."
And as Jungkook's mind scrambled again, totally blank, Taehyung's mind was working overtime making ludicrous assumptions and preposterous suspicions.
" Should I check the bathroom, Jungkook? Is there someone inside? Someone you don't want me to see?" His tone was steely and hard – edged.
Tae was studying him with a critical squint, burning eyes slitted,a thin,forced smile across his twitching lips,shoulders squared and fists so tightly clenched,his knuckles went bloodless.
Jungkook's gaze lifted up,hurt and astonished, blending in a dangerous cocktail. Despite his tiny joy and satisfaction from his obvious jealousy,was highly offended by it. He hasn't given him the right to assume he'd bring another man in their house to.. to..
He couldn't even say the word. He loved that asshole so deeply that the thought of being with someone else, stirred up his stomach, leading him straight to the bathroom to empty his guts.
And somewhere between dismay and insults,anger rose. " You can search the whole fucken house, turn it upside down but you won't find anything, asshole! There's a better explanation than believing I hide a man in here! I couldn't wait for you to come back to me,you.. you freaking bastard!" His venomous eyes were bulging from their sockets, teeth gritting from rage,hands balled to fists.
" Then fucken tell me what's going on! Why were you hiding in there? Why didn't you answer me? I was shouting Goddamn it! " he snapped back, moving a little closer till Jungkook felt his heated breath smashing his face.
" And that's the first thing that came to mind? Tha somebody else was fucking me? " He threw his fists in the air, completely forgetting his outfit and the potential revelations.
" What would you think if you were in my shoes?" Taehyung lashed out,voice throat – scraped,each word barbed to draw blood.
Jungkook's tolerance hit zero!
With a sloppy urgency,just to shut him up, he yanked the belt loose,the black robe slipping from his shoulders, drifting down in a soft heap like a lazy feather settling after a gust of wind.
" Here! Happy now,asshole?"
Taehyung was bowled over. You could have scraped him off the ceiling! His jaw hit the floor,blinked his eyes once, twice then staggered back until his legs hit the bed.
" What? Huh? I fucken wanted to surprise you! I saw how you were practically drooling over those lingerie at the store! So I foolishly ordered some just to make you happy.. but you had to open your big mouth and spout nonsense! You freaking ass!"
" I.. I.. you.. didn't..fuck!" Taehyung flopped on the edge of the bed, unable to stop staring at him like a bloody fool.
At Jungkook.
His Jungkook.
The younger didn't move at all. His entire body was trembling from rage,from shame,from vexation. His shoulders were tensed,his heartbeat racing and breath.. well the air had abandoned his lungs once again.
He had no idea if his trembling was due to anger or the fact that he was standing in front of Taehyung looking like that!
He wasn't just exposed. He was soul bared before his eyes. His piercing, blazing eyes that made his breath hitch and added more redness to his already flustered cheeks.
" Fuck..! " Taehyung's eyes refused to leave Jungkook's body. It was definitely something he wasn't expecting. At least not from him.
" Will you stop staring like a goddamn fool? Shit! I knew this was a freaking bad idea! What was I thinking? " Jungkook blubbered,his knuckles paling from the intensity of his grip as he reached down to grab the robe and cover his body.
" Don't you dare!" Taehyung's dominant,raspy voice cut him off before his hands could touch the fabric. " You.. you look.. stunning! Oh fuck me! You're absolutely breathtaking,baby!"
The younger could feel the man's sharp, unwavering gaze on him and his cheeks went lava– red, feeling feverish because Taehyung's eyes were speaking louder than words,full of admiration and yearning lust and that made his heart leap with joy.
Taehyung's gaze trailed over the pumping chest, down to his tiny waist, women would kill for, only to focus lower.. straight to the black,high, stretchy waistband with matching lace garter belt and strappy leg harness combined to a black,lace, see through thong that created a charming, alluring look!
A feast for the eyes!
Taehyung's cock twitched inside his pants, already feeling the wetness as he nibbled on his lower lip,hissing. The hard bulge between his thighs turned unbearably aching the more he was relishing the sight!
" Fuck Jungkook! You bought that for me?" He still couldn't believe it. How that tattooed,pierced guy with the nasty mouth full of sarcasm and curses could look so damn hypnotic in sexy lingerie!
" What do you think, asshole? Hell yeah! I actually wanted to surprise you but you ruined that as well! " Cursing was just about the only defensive way Jungkook had to hide his extensive shyness if that was even possible since he had turned into a ripe tomato and his whole body was trembling.
" You're shaking." Taehyung said softer now.
Jungkook released a heavy sigh." Of course I am! I'm standing here like an idiot in sexy lingerie.And you're drooling.. staring and drooling."
Taehyung sneered." That was the whole point, right?" He studied him from top to bottom. His mouth was sprouting curses but his eyes were filled with the things he wasn't saying." Turn around."
As the younger at a measured pace,shifted he shut his eyes, skin burning like he was about to combust.
With his hand stroking his hard-on, Taehyung kept gorging on Jungkook's firm,round ass and the seductive way the string of the thong fitted in his ass. As he tossed his head to the side the corner of his eye caught something else.
A stash of items spread across the bed. How the hell didn't he notice them before? Lace, bikini briefs,thongs and strings even jockstraps in a variety of colours,black,red,white,blue.
If Jungkook was dead set on driving him utterly crazy he was on the right track!
" Had enough of my ass yet? It's kind of weird."
" I'll never have enough of that, baby boy! " Taehyung shot back, fingers brushing over the lingerie,the fabrics soft and smooth beneath his skin." I want you to wear them everywhere.. I want to know that under your clothes you're always ready for me to fuck you.. and now I intend to fuck you in that. "
He stood up, taking slow steps towards him,hands gripping on the boy's forearms as he turned him around and saw the lust in his gorgeous features.
He knelt down between his thighs, rubbing his face on the hard cock, sniffing his scent like a mad man, the smoothness of the fabric turning him on as he stuck his tongue out to lap on the bulge." Shit.. I think I'm gonna cum just by looking at you,slut. You're the biggest, dirtiest slut with this thong. Don't you dare take it off!
Jungkook grinded his dick hard on his face, his cock throbbed,his mouth watered while cracking a smug smile from the satisfaction of having him on his knees, looking totally lost."Then how will you suck my cock if I wear it? "
His hands gripped on his shiny hair, pressing his face more on his bulge as Taehyung's tongue kept flickering over the cock,the squelching sound,loud and ploppy.
" Trust me I'll find a way." He lifted his head up."But first.. I've got a few surprises for you." He slowly jumped to his feet." Go downstairs,fetch my suitcase and then pour us some whiskey. Don't come up until I tell you."
Jungkook threw a little nod, curiosity at its peak but marched to the door,ass swaying left and right only to return with the suitcase and leave again.
Pouring two glasses of whiskey,he gulped down his own,the liquid burning his throat and refilled his glass, waiting. He was wondering what Taehyung had in mind and the ideas popping up in his head were one more intriguing than the other, to say the least.
Whips? Bondages? Buttplugs? Or a bigger and thicker strap on?
Whatever it was,it made his cock pang and twitch,his mouth drooling from anticipation. He was munching on his lower lip, pacing inside the living room when he heard Taehyung calling him from upstairs.
He climbed the steps,drinks in hand and the moment he stood outside the half open door,he took two deep, long breaths, slightly kicking it and his eyes flared in shock.
Taehyung was draped across the armchair, legs crossed at the knee,his arms resting heavily on the side as he anchored his attention on the door.
His ink– black eyes,sharp with a predatory glow, slid to Jungkook's figure,a flicker of amusement dancing in his fierce gaze and savouring the boy's visible shock.
The dim light clung to the beaded moisture on Taehyung's bare chest, highlighting the violent thrum of his pulse. Jungkook's gaze drew lower towards his stomach and hips in a trance. Between his thighs where his bulge stood out visible even beneath the black boxer.
Jungkook's breath hitched,the labour heave of his lungs formed a cat-like curve on Taehyung's lips." Now you're staring,baby boy. Is it the symmetry you find distracting or the realization of what comes next for you?"
The glasses in Jungkook's fingers wobbled the moment his eyes trailed on what was spread on the floor. Three black dildos, perfectly aligned,spaced by size,from small to extra extra large,a deliberate gap between them.
But what truly made his eyes bulge were the bonus items lying on the edge of the bed. He managed a dry swallow, choking back his emotions and a whimper. Black, leather handcuffs,a slim, leather whip, a feather tickler and beads…?"
Shit!
Jungkook had watched his share of hardcore porn,jerking off on his bed, to understand exactly how they were used.
And although the sight of them made his cock twitch and knees to buckle it also sent ice through his veins for the blank page,not knowing what was coming.
Fearful and intoxicating.
Served him right! It was his crazy idea to try something different!
Jungkook stumbled his way through the room and in front of Taehyung, a shaky hand offering him the whiskey.
Taehyung's gaze lingered on his boy,his lips formed into something scheming when taking the glass,fingers purposely grazing Jungkook's." Careful boy! If these glasses hit the floor,you won't be able to see the look on my face when you lose the.. first round."
" I'm not.. I wasn't expecting.. well I didn't think you'd have them ready.. Well, not tonight, anyway." Jungkook whispered,his voice cracking when he eventually forced his eyes up from the marble floor at Taehyung's glowing, powerful chest and the temptation to move lower was screaming into his head.
" You command,I deliver, baby boy. I intend to break you tonight…"
That was precisely what Jungkook wanted.
Taehyung to break him.
His voice trembled while speaking but his eyes burnt with a growing desire." So.. what if I want you to break me? As long as you're the one watching?"
Jungkook sank to his knees, leaning forward just enough to close the distance between them,his moves uncertain yet steady as he lifted his head and captured Taehyung's lips in a bruising press, feeling the older's hand to the back of his neck,fingers tangling in his hair to ground him.
The kiss lasted only for a heartbeat,the sharp taste of whiskey and smoke blending perfectly together. Taehyung pulled back, leaving the younger breathless and reeling.
His dark eyes searched for Jungkook's blow up pupils,thumb drooping from the back of his neck brushing over his lower lip.
Jungkook stood there paralyzed,the whole world reduced to a deafening thrum of his pulse.. to a ghostly heat, drowning out every thought." Daddy.. could I suck your cock?" His mouth was practically drooling at the hard bulge.
Taehyung's eyes twinkled with mischief, gulping a sip of his whiskey." I admire your willingness but I've got other plans for you."
Jungkook was taken aback but his eyes flashed with sheer anticipation, nodding.
The man's fingers grazed on his chiseled chest, giving him chills and Jungkook moaned when his thumb began teasing his nipples,flicking them in vigorous moves." Put four fingers in your mouth and get them nice and wet for me." He licked the outline of his lips, slowly and provocatively." Imagine it's my slick cock on your tongue, filling your mouth. The same way I'm going to fill you up with my cum."
Jungkook gasped,his cock twitching under the hot lingerie,plunging his fingers inside his mouth, licking and spreading saliva on them,his gaze pinned on Taehyung's lustful eyes.
" Are they nice and wet, baby boy?" he asked in a rasping tone.
"Y – yes.." Jungkook moaned out, strings of saliva dripping down his lips,his chest tightening with a frantic heartbeat.
" Crawl to the first one back facing me."
Jungkook found the strength to pull himself across the floor limb by limb,his face staring at the bed, having no idea what to expect since his mind was a blank page and Taehyung was writing the script.
" Tease your tight hole around the edges and slide the first dildo inside you. Fuck yourself on that cock." The adrenaline surging through his veins,forced his fingers to squeeze the glass hard, the slight trembling visible.
Jungkook carefully pulled aside the string of the thong,his fingers smearing the wetness around the hole in gentle touches,pulse hammering in his chest, vigorously biting on his lips and letting out loud moans.
The moment the first dildo sank into him,his breath stalled in his lungs not from the pain. It was raw pleasure and as he began bouncing on it, resting his palms on his bent knees to support the bliss bolstered.
" Does it feel good?" Taehyung 's mouth was coated in a devilish smug,his left hand leisurely stroking his hard-on,his throat bobbing up and down.
" Fuck.. yeah.. daddy it's so.. good." Jungkook's mouth felt as dry as the desert,his moves turned faster to match his pleasure.
" Remember the rules,boy?"
Jungkook's reply wasn't immediate, trying to recall the rules the man had set since their first time together." I.. I.."
" You don't get to cum unless I tell you. Now bounce faster." he ordered in a steel toned voice.
The younger picked up the speed,the dildo brutally sliding in and out of his moist hole with squelchs,his cock twinging beneath the lace thong. He bit down hard, head arched backwards while whimpering. His fingers locked around his knees,nails pricking his tender flesh.
" Move your ass to the next one."
Jungkook complied, backing out and sliding to the other dildo,the bigger one. He sucked in a deep breath, sensing that one would hurt because fuck! It was huge!
As his hole gradually hooked around the object,he released a glass – edged roar,the grip on his knees tightened. " It.. hurts.." he managed to slur, shutting his eyes like he was shutting out the pain.
" Lies.. You like big cocks. That's the kind of slut you are, baby boy. Buying and roaming around in sexy lingerie only to get your ass fucked." Taehyung's eyes blinked heavily, lashes flapping,gawning at the lewd sight and he impatiently pulled down his boxer, kicking it across the floor and directly next to Jungkook.
Acting on instinct, Jungkook grabbed the underwear in his shaky hand, placing it on his face and taking whiffs of the musky scent. A man unraveling at the seams.
That alone forced Taehyung to gorge down the rest of his booze, setting the glass to the nearby round table and palming his aching cock, giving it sloppy tugs while spreading his legs.
His eyes were twin shadows,hot and consuming,feasting on the sight of the dildo plunging in and out of that clenching hole he was addicted to." Sniff it like a bitch in heat.. go faster.. fuck your tight hole faster.."
The faster Jungkook's ass was fucking on the dildo, feeling it stretching his walls and smashing his spot,the faster Taehyung jerked off. His fingertip traced the line of his foreskin, thumbing over the moist slit, hissing and tossing his head backwards.
" That's it.. just like that baby.. "Tae uttered faintly,his tone gravelly and rushed,breath trapped in his throat and on the verge of an earth-shattering orgasm that he could no longer suppress.
The boxer was gripped tightly on the boy's face,his nostrils flaring at the intoxicating scent and his lower body pouncing on the black dildo faster and harder,the feeling of raw bliss doubled,then tripled, then consumed him..
His knees felt like mousse, quivering by the slightest movement but his need went beyond physical pain alongside with the urge to cum."Please.. daddy.. ca– can I cum..? I ne– need to cum.. ple– please.." he squirmed, boosting his head and upper body.
Taehyung came on the spot. Most likely the agony and torment of Jungkook's hole hopping on the dildo,choked out his desire to release a bone– rattling,thundering orgasm, barking through bare teeth." Fucken SLUT.. You made me cum.."
The younger sank his teeth in the soft fabric, quelling howls and whimpers,his brain drizzled under the relentless racking of his hole.
He wanted to come.
He needed to lose all control.
To fall over the edge.
At a measured pace,the man's breath found its rhythm,fingers still hooked around his aching dick,now moving slowly." Not yet. Fuck your hole on the next one." His brisk command didn't leave room for objections and Jungkook found himself over the huge, gigantic dildo, seriously questioning how that bloody thing would fit in his ass.
Jungkook gushed out a sharp exhale, mentally and physically preparing himself for it. His hole was inches apart from the tip of the dildo,his fingers refusing to leave the man's underwear but scared out of his wits to put that thing inside him.
" I gave you an order, Jungkook. Do it! "
Jungkook's body jolted at the brutal request.Tardily,he lowered his body,his twitching hole touching the cold tip as he drew out a booming shriek the second he forced himself to swallow the dildo.
The pain numbed his body, turning his blood ice cold, grounding his teeth to deal with the excruciating ache. It was tearing him apart bit by bit.
" Fuck! " Jungkook cried out." Fuck! It fucken hu– hurts.. Oh de – dear God! It's.. tearing me.. in.. in half.."
" Don't you dare fucken stop, slut! Move that ass!" Taehyung hissed out, slowly jerking his cock that hadn't lost his hardness for a single moment.
The younger inhaled and exhaled through his nose, pulse throbbed at the base of his throat,resting both hands on his trembling knees along with the boxer. He took it deeper into his ass and as he started pouncing on it,the bliss began as a spark and grew into inferno.
The huge dildo was stretching him open, grazing his clenched walls and each attempt to bounce was easily thrashing his prostate in an inexpressible way.
His whimpers of pain steadily turned into cries of pleasure, filling his blurry eyes with tears. Jungkook leaned forward, offering Taehyung the perfect view of the dildo abusing his hole.
Just like he liked it.
He knew the more painful it was for him,the more turned on Taehyung got.
The thong was drenched in precum but his hands gripped tighter on his knees,he did not dare remove it,recalling his daddy's order. His hard-on ready to pop,the need was a bubble rising in his chest.
For a second the younger's head dropped to the side, sparkling, brown eyes twinkled at Taehyung's distant, blurry figure. Long,black strands of hair fell over his forehead. A faint colour spread across his cheeks, subtle but hard to ignore.
The pain felt dull,waves of pleasure swept over his core and each plunge whipped his prostate, sending his need soaring sky-high. " Daddy.." Jungkook moaned out, springing on the dildo in a pace that showed Taehyung the intensity of his bliss.
The man expected as much.
His boy was practically born for this.
To give and get pleasure.
Taehyung's gaze turned heavy lidded and dark. He slowly stood up, strutting his way till his tall figure blocked Jungkook's. His hard-on a heartbeat from Jungkook's lips." Your moans are my favourite sound."
Jungkook's hands were raised, clutched around the man's hips in a white knuckled grip,a desperate attempt to feel the heat of his flesh,face nuzzled on his cock.
A dam about to break.
Taehyung let him.
He let him sniff his scent, rub his cheeks on his drenched cock, smearing juices all over his flustered face but when Jungkook lolled out his tongue to lap his dick,he yanked back.
" You don't get to touch me,slut."
Jungkook winced. His body jolted and fresh tears streamed down his cheeks, closing his grip on the boxer." W– why? Ple– please.. let me.. suck your.. cock.. I need your co– cock.. please daddy.. please.." His pleads were growing louder while the dildo remained buried deep in him.
Taehyung's fingers snatched his chin, lifting his head up." Staying quiet and following orders was never your strong suit, was it?"
Heavy eyes blinked, breathing scorched and shredded." Make me.. shut up.. then! Put that.. cock in my.. mouth and.. gag me!" Jungkook provoked him.
The man released his grip, taking a step back and scoffed." You have to earn it first. Keep fucking on that cock and shut your fucken mouth. The only sounds I want to hear are moans and cries. "
He palmed his rigid cock, tugging it slowly, thumb caressing the wet tip in deliberate, vertical moves, groaning in ecstasy.
At the same time, having no other choice, Jungkook started bouncing on the dildo,his eyes feasting on his daddy's magnificent cock.
Strings of saliva were dripping from the corners of his mouth as his hands rubbed the boxer from the base of his throat,to his chest, moving lower to his belly button and ending on his cock.
Coming into contact with his aching dick,the fabric felt like gasoline on fire.
" Ahahahahahah… grhgrhgrhgrh.. yeeeeeeess.. ahahahahahah…" The dildo thrashed faster and remarkably easily,against his spot, already feeling too weak to tamp down his need to cum.
He bore it.
He held back the urge to come and kept bouncing on the huge object, crying out, growling and whimpering.
Taehyung's heart shaped lips curved into a sly smirk. The knowledge Jungkook was struggling to wrestle his need under control was intoxicating. It turned him on in ways he never imagined.
He wanted to see him break.
He needed to hurt him.
To see the pain in his eyes. Pain only he could cure.
" Which cock is fucking you better?
The younger hoisted his gaze, staring straight into the man's narrowed eyes with a baffled look. But he knew the answer to that. " Yours.. your cock fucks me better.. harder.. faster.. I can feel it.. throbbing inside.. my hole.. stretching.. me.."
" Right answer,slut. My cock! Always mine."
Jungkook's eyes shut, heavy and blurry, lids snapping back when he felt something tickling the base of his neck.
The black, feather tickler.
It skimmed his bare skin,never committing, charting a lazy map along his chiseled chest, light and barely there. Then drifted along his right nipple, flicking the bub quickly,nerves firing in Jungkook's core.
The feather dipped lower,tracing over the bellybutton and every pore of Jungkook's body was set ablaze. His spine bent but the hopping on the dildo wasn't reduced.
He drew in a breath as the barbs lisped over his flesh, teasing and leaving goosebumps in their wake. Jungkook's mouth parted, breath caught on the inhale,words stalled on his tongue.
The feather danced even lower in slow,wary circles around the laced cock till Taehyung 's fingers yanked the thong off and swept the tickler on the moist slit.
Jungkook forgot to do anything but feel.
" God.. daddy.. so good.. " he whispered under his breath, momentarily feeling on the verge of losing consciousness." Wa – wanna cum.. please.. let me.."
" Will you squirt for me,slut?"
" Yes.. yes.. I'll do.. anything." Jungkook's head inclined into a ceaseless nod, swallowing past the lump in his throat while gasping for air.
Taehyung's feet dragged backwards, sitting at the edge of the bed, legs fanned out and palms sinking into the mattress.
Jungkook bouncing on the huge dildo, the ploppy sounds of flesh being tortured,fingers gripping on his boxer,cock swaying on each side, surging out blots of precum was a canvas he could get lost in.
His eyes drank in the lewd sight,a man dying of thirst. Every inch of Taehyung's body ached from a savage pain that left him weightless.
Likewise, Jungkook looked like a man who had forgotten his own name and didn't miss it. His head had lolled back, throat fully exposed,eyes half lidded, struggling not to give in to the abyss.
His swollen lips were parted,a ghost of a smile curving the corners of his mouth and his cheeks heavily sheen of sweat. His intense moves on the object made his shoulders twitch with escalating pleasure.
" Oh God.. daddy.. I can't hold.. it in.. fuck!" he screeched,the dildo whipping his prostate as pleasure crested,broke and washed through him,a shuddering storm. Every muscle unclenched at once and he surrendered into the sweetness of release.
Splotches of cum spewed out and soon after a rush of clear liquid belched out until every pore of him had been poured out and the empty space was filled with something warm and whole.
The sounds came out in layers. A deep moan,a broken whimper then nothing but shaky breathing. Jungkook stayed there,hollowed out and overflowing,knees trembling, hardly enough strength was left to keep him moving.
Taehyung's gaze was a sharp blade wrapped in shadows, burning with need as he moaned low in his throat,fingers latching onto the bedsheets with raw force.
The view was addictive.
His cock jerked erratically,his entire body bucked.
" Crawl to me."
Jungkook meticulously receded from the dildo,sissing in pain and slithered on his hands and knees to him, settling between his thighs,jacking up his head." Will you let me now?"
Taehyung understood at once what his boy was asking." Good boy! Daddy is very pleased with you." he chuckled, palming himself."Hungry boy? Want me to gag you with my cock and paint your slutty mouth with my cum?"
Jungkook gave him an eager nod. When Taehyung fisted his hair and shoved his cock into his parted mouth, setting a savage pace and he began fucking his throat." Take it! Take it like a good, little slut."
The words sent thrills racing through Jungkook as he moaned around the huge hard-on,his own cock panging and rutting against nothing, desperate for some kind of friction. His palms securely rested on each of the man's thighs, mostly to ground himself.
" Fuck, boy! " Taehyung hissed out." You're gonna come just from sucking me off?"
Jungkook whimpered in response,tears staining his cheeks, completely gagged around his length. But he didn't stop. He needed to please him. To make him feel like heaven on earth.
But mostly to feel him pulsing inside his mouth.
The man growled,his strong hips snapping forward, holding Jungkook's head in place,his cock hitting the back of his throat and the younger could taste the salty flavour jingling his tongue.
" Goddamn it,slut!" he snarled, bending his back without losing his rhythm, thrashing Jungkook's throat with brutal rugs. His long fingers tightened the grip in the boy's hair,chest heaving with each breath." You suck me so good!"
Taehyung craved the raw power he had on him,the same way he craved the pain he inflicted on him.
Taehyung lived just to break him.
Break that fake facade.
He gave one powerful thrust,his balls rising,his spine tingled and suddenly it was too late to hold back." Open up.. I'm shooting.."
The older bit his lips down hard and blew his load straight to the boy's throat,head tossed to the back, mouth opened,neck strained and veins popping. His fingers clenched harder around the moist hair, pushing him closer.
Cum split from the corners of Jungkook's mouth, running down his jaw while the younger 's nails pierced the inside of the man's thighs and the thick substance glided down his throat.
Taehyung wanted nothing more than to mark him. He dipped lower and kissed him, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth, savouring the taste of cum and lust and cracked a cocky grin." You're mine Jeon. Your lips,your body,your ass are mine. Everything about you is.. mine."
" I'm yours Kim.." Jungkook's lips curled into a cheeky, half smile that showed he had just made a deal with the devil." I won't let you.. forget it.."
How could Tae forget that?
Jungkook was under his skin, running through every vein in his body,an addictive drug howling in his blood.
He slightly shifted his head and grabbed a hold of the handcuffs and the leather ratched closed around Jungkook's wrists." Climb up. On your knees. Saw me that tight ass of yours."
The mattress felt smooth and gentle, sinking under his palms and knees as he positioned his body exactly how Taehyung ordered. Jungkook felt like a live wire, buzzing with overpowering tremors.
He sensed the mattress faintly moving and his head instantly snapped up." Daddy..?"
Taehyung didn't bother to reply. His hand plucked the purple beads,fingers closing around it and his lips curled up in a devilish smug but his nerves were alight from anticipation.
The anus was wet enough so Taehyung avoided using extra lub." Take deep breaths and relax." He spit on it a few times before proceeding.
Jungkook filled his burning lungs with air,his sweaty palms firmly resting on the sheets,a dull throb settling in his wrists, nothing he couldn't ignore but impossible to shut out.
The first bead was unhurriedly pushed inside him, past his sphincter muscles yet he felt no discomfort merely a mild coldness and the man stopped, allowing Jungkook's body to adjust yet the younger was too stretched out to feel nothing but built up pleasure.
Jungkook's spine practically folded and his head snapped back,nails clutching onto the soft fabric. Taehyung slid the next bead and the boy gushed out a sequence of thundering moans." Move.. put it.. all in.." he managed to slur,breath stalled in his lungs,his irises swallowed the light.
The raw impatience in his honey toned but raspy voice offered the man the chance not to hold back. That tight hole had taken huge cocks, nothing compared to the small beads so he gradually plunged them one by one till only the ring at the base was left out.
" So..good.. oh fuck.. so freaking good.." Jungkook hissed out, sensation – drunk,every inch of his flesh alive and aching in need.
Especially once Taehyung gently began sliding them in and out, creating a one – of– a– kind tempo of stretching and contracting, stimulating each nerve in Jungkook's body.
The rapid opening and closing of his muscles,the feeling of the round bumps tingling his insides, amping up the sexual sensation,spurting out a booming whimper from within him,a sound clashing like waves.
Jungkook's hips backed out in a greedy attempt to get more friction,his eyes unable to focus on anything.
Taehyung was leading him into a storm that had his name on it.
The older peppered his inner thighs with kisses and licks,his smooth lips grazing over the skin.
He abruptly kept still,his fingers leaving the beads,buried deep into the boy's hole as his hand shot out and reached for the leather whip.
Tae sat up slowly,feet dangling and finding the cold marble floor at the bedside. His slender fingers clamped around the handle, securely threading one hand through the wrist loop, thrashing it onto the bed as the mattress heavily rose and fell at the brutal force.
Jungkook's entire body was shaken by constant shrinks,an odd blending of fear and joy. He clenched his fingers tighter around the silky fabric, choking back a breath.
" If it hurts, use a safe word, boy. It's 'slut'. Quite suitable for you." The taunted undertone faded into the background,the whole room seemed to grow quiet and blurred.
Jungkook's legs were wedged open,the beads locked away in his hole and when the first lash thrashed the tender flesh of his ass Jungkook let out a shrieking sob, burrowing his face into the mattress, trembling hard.
The second one landed with the same force and his entire body jerked violently,his nails piercing holes in the sheets,tears welled up in his eyes staining the bed. He took long, deep breaths to rein in the pain.
The third whip forced out whimpering cries, heart thundering against his ribs and his mind became a white void.
As the flogging continued with small breaks in between,Jungkook's lower body numbed,the initial pain whittled down and bliss washed over him. His ass transformed into a canvas painted in reddish colours and sluggishly his whimpers melted into moans of unthinkable pleasure.
Jungkook was blindsided as a stark realization settled heavily on his chest.
He found bliss indulging in that kind of hardcore sex.
The more the pain,the more the satisfaction for him.
" If it hurts, use the word,boy and I'll stop." Taehyung felt oddly overexcited and focused on the red lashes painting Jungkook's asscheeks, pleasure turned his stare into something primal.
The younger gulped down hard, shaking his head." No.. don't.. I.. c – can take it.."
Taehyung's lips roared out a malicious laugh." I had high expectations and you've proved me right. " He slanted over the marked ass,his tongue faintly licking the lashes." Want more,slut? I know you do. You fucken love this!"
" Yes.. m – more.. yes.." the younger spatted out, his wrists slightly hurting under the pressure of the steel and the beads, despite being robbed of movement,added more solace to his torment.
All he needed was to come. To release the pent up energy, piling up inside every pore of his aching body.
" Don't say I didn't warn you." The whip twisted into a paintbrush in Taehyung's hand and the boy's ass into a picture of abstract art. The profound satisfaction the man was receiving was nearly veering into sanity.
His cock was vibrating at the sight of the red ass,his head buzzing from Jungkook's cries of pleasure and agony but his hand kept moving as if he wanted to prolong the torture.
After a while, Jungkook had lost track of time and turned into a moaning mess. Crying, whimpering, snarking,begging for more and more till his knees gave in and his body collapsed on the bed, drenched in sweat.
Taehyung's palm wiped the blots of sweat from his forehead and threw the whip on the floor. Steadily,he tore out the beads one by one, observing the hole rhythmically opening and closing and relishing the sounds of Jungkook's euphoric moans.
In a swift move,he climbed onto the bed on his knees,both hands snatching Jungkook's waist, lifting him and placing him on all fours, keeping him steady." Once I fuck that slutty hole, I'll breed you. Turn you into my personal,fucking breed hole for life."
He hardly hesitated at the sore, aching anus while gripping on his hips and savagely plunging all the way in.
Jungkook clamped his teeth together,his fingers grabbing tighter on the sheets, booming weeps belching out and disturbing the stillness of the room.
He felt a sense of fulfillment and the second Taehyung's cock began thrusting in and out,the initial pain parlayed into blazing bliss. The wet thuds of skin to skin quickly forced Taehyung to crank up the speed of tugs.
The man's right hand glided from his hips to his waist, jacking Jungkook's upper body up while warily reaching for his cock. Taehyung's fingers started slowly working his rigid back and forth,a choked sound left Jungkook's lips as his back arched and electricity streaked beneath his flesh.
" Daddy.. faster.. please . " his low voice implored,his flustered,red face equally competing with the reddish colour of his ass. He bucked his hips to match Taehyung's pace and cried the moment the man's cock thrashed onto his spot.
" Go faster? Where? In fucking your ass or in jerking you?" His voice hid a bit of taunt and mockery but Jungkook was too overwhelmed to notice,he could only feel.
"B – both.. do it.. fa – faster.."
His handcuffed wrists rested on his throbbing chest, unable to put them anywhere else. His head slightly shifted,just enough to feel Taehyung's breath hitting his face." Ki – kiss me.. please.."
The man's tongue lolled out and trailed the outline of Jungkook's shaky lips yet denied washing Jungkook's thirst and whispered to his ear." No kissing. You're in no position to demand,boy. Tonight your body exists only for me to use the way I've always dreamt." A sly sneer crept up on his heart shaped lips.
At first,Taehyung's teeth sank deep into his earlobe, nibbling and sucking, then dived into the tender skin between his neck and shoulder.
Persistent, thundering moans and rumbles rattled the air and Jungkook's tears were now flowing down his heated cheeks.
The older's fingers picked up the pace on his cock, brutally pulling the foreskin up and down,his thumb roughly tormenting the moist slit and at the same time his hard-on was roughly hurling and slamming his prostate until Jungkook's thoughts instantly scattered.
" Oh God! Fuck! Shit!" Taehyung's words dissolved into fractured sounds as he forcefully plunged in and pulled out,hand gripping tighter around the hard rigid working it in abrupt moves.
" Ch – choke me…" Jungkook breathed out, lashes flattering right above his cheeks.
Something devious replaced amusement in Taehyung's eyes. A quiet triumph shone in his handsome face.
" You're too kinky,boy."
" Learnt from the best.. you.."
" I'm flattered. Should I believe you?"
" I'm.. everything you.. want me.. to be.." Jungkook's hips backed up,the tip of the man's cock flogged his spot." I can.. be.. any – anything.. for.. you..Use me.. hurt me.. choke me.."
Taehyung's lips curved just enough for his breath to burn the boy's skin then roared a faint laugh." Be very careful what you wish.. boy! I'll fuck you so hard, you'll faint.. but I won't stop. I'll keep fucking you till I breed you and leave no space inside you empty."
Jungkook was touched – starved at his words.
The world was too sharp. Too loud. Too much.
' I love you Taehyung. I love you.. and it hurts..more than your whip.. please love me back. Give me the only thing I truly want. Your heart.. please..'
Scrambled thoughts, his heart longed to shout but his mouth refused. If he did, Taehyung would send him away. So he swallowed them and let his body show the intensity of his love.
Taehyung was oblivious to the pain in Jungkook's heart. He continued the relentless hammering of his hole with sturdy pumps, working forcefully on his slick cock.
The older's left hand dragged from his slim waist upwards, tracing steady circles on the younger's heated skin,a simple teasing gesture.
Jungkook's nostrils flared,his pupils blew up, drawing in sharp breaths once Taehyung's palm cradled his throat,fingers spreading against the sides, feeling the pace of his heartbeat.
The moment Taehyung wilfully pressed his throat, Jungkook's whole body jerked, struggling for breath but the sensation of being choked rammed up his raging lust.
" Fuck! Oh, you're such a whore for daddy! " Taehyung plunged his cock deeper,the hole clenching around him, forcing him to lose all self-control.
His palm squeezed harder,his pumps became rougher and although he should be terrified of his reaction,he couldn't hide the smug curl of his lips at how well Jungkook was taking him, indulging to each one of his twisted fantasies.
For a brief moment,an image flashed through his smoldered eyes.
An image of Jungkook's heated body fucking women. Skin to skin. Breath to breath.
He shook his buzzing head, trying to wipe that picture out of him but his jealousy was bubbling under his skin, taking control.
He squashed his hand viciously on the boy's throat, crashing him till he was seriously labouring for breath and his tongue peeked out. His heavy lashes fluttered,faster and faster till his eyes locked shut.
The man's painfully hard cock abused the hole with a wickedness that wrenched out a taunting, malignant roar while his other hand tugged in an animalistic speed with sadistic joy.
" You're fucking mine! Mine! You belong to me! Anyone who touches you,dies!" he lashed out, biting down hard.
Jungkook sensed the heat pooling in his belly,fever blooming under his skin. The coil inside him pulled tighter and tighter till he was certain he'd break. Then a cord in him snapped.
Pleasure crashed through him and he shattered, melting into Taehyung's strong grip. His back bent, muscles locked, clawing on the man's forearm, moans tearing from somewhere deep, broken and raw,tears slipping down his crimson red cheeks.
His cock erupted, huge blots surged out blending with a stream of clear squirt, smearing the man's hand and wrinkled sheets. It left him boneless, dangling between on a cloud of ecstasy,every nerve still humming and only a hoarse, breathless sound came out.
Jungkook let out a strangled,shaky gasp while the room spun around him. Black spots clouded his vision,his body weightless, digging his nails into Taehyung's skin as a frugal attempt for help before darkness swallowed him and somewhere between bliss and oblivion,he blacked out
Taehyung,on the other hand, was balancing on a lethal edge,consumed by his searing yearning and overpowering jealousy and failed to notice Jungkook's unconscious state.
" Fuck! You're so damn wet and.. tight.. You drive me crazy! I'll fucking use your hole,breed you with my seed and give you babies.."
He pushed the boy's body on the bed, mounted him and kept thrashing him with abrupt, powerful slams and at the same time gripping on his hair, craning his head.
" Oh freaking hell! I'm shooting! I'm fucking cumming!" he mewled, gasping for breath, adrenaline rushing through his bubbling veins.
His hips instinctively rolled forward, thighs tightened around him and launching three final thrusts,Taehyung broke apart and surrendered to bliss, drowning Jungkook's hole with his massive load, deeper and deeper than ever before, practically knotting him.
A guttural roar tore from his throat, barely human. Veins bulged across his neck and temples. Inside,his blood was molten, scorching him alive with rapturous ecstasy.
He collapsed on top of Jungkook's unconscious body, trying to catch his breath and enjoying the warmth of their skins. His thumb ghosted over the boy's cheek but he remained motionless.
Taehyung's brows furrowed. Something stirred inside his stomach and he observed the absence of the rosy glow on the boy's cheek and the stillness in his body.
" Jungkook? Babe are you alright?" His voice echoed soft and mellowed but dipped in agony.
No response.
Just silence.
He pulled out,got on his knees with a terrified expression on his face and rolled him over. His heart stopped beating and he gulped down hard.
Jungkook had clearly fainted after such intense,rough sex. Taehyung cursed out loud, guilt crawling under his skin for not realising it sooner. He was so caught up in his own madness to see what was right in front of him.
An unconscious Jungkook.
" Bloody hell!" he scowled, sweat beading along his temples. Taehyung's voice cracked,shaking the boy's shoulders too hard.
Nothing.
He shook him again,rougher that time." Please Jungkook.. It ain't funny, babe. Open your eyes." His breath came out in frantic gasps as he pressed two fingers to Jungkook's neck fumbling for a pulse and breathed a sigh of relief when he found it.
Weak but it was there.
Slowly he lifted the younger 's legs one by one, resting them on his right shoulder." Come on.. come back to me.. I'm right here.." He tapped Jungkook's cheeks." You're freaking scaring me."
He shouldn't have been so careless.
He ought to have paid attention to his state after the whipping,the rough sex and the choking.
And because of his irrational jealousy, Jungkook was lying unconscious and he was powerless.
Jungkook's brows furrowed,his eyelids fluttered. A small sound like a groan slipped out of his lips." Tae..?"
" There.." Tae breathed out." There you are babe."
The younger 's blurry gaze poked around the room then focused on the gasping man and observed the way his legs were stretched on Taehyung's shoulder and his cock was poking his ass."Why are you.. panting?"
Taehyung let out a tiny chuckle." You fainted. I lost it."
" So you thought you'd.. fuck me again?" he sullenly sighed out,the fog in his head slightly wearing away.
" No.. no. I was trying to send blood back to your brain."
Jungkook's head was still to a small degree spinning,his limbs felt mushy and his ass stung like hell."You've done.. enough already!You fucken broke my ass,idiot." He stretched his arms."Help me up."
Taehyung's head repeatedly shook." You'll stay still for at least ten minutes before I let you get up. Then I'll take care of you."
The boy pursed his lips, lifting an eyebrow."Like you have done so far?" He leisurely removed his legs from the man's shoulders and spread them on the soft mattress, feeling a bit relieved when his head hit the fluffy pillow.
" I didn't hear you complain when I was fucking you. I fucken gave you a safe word. Why didn't you use it if it was too much?"
Jungkook scoffed." I can't think straight when your dick is up my ass,moron." he fired back.
Taehyung understood the conversation wasn't getting them anywhere so he climbed down the bed, heading towards the nightstand to fetch him some water and two painkillers.
He stuffed the glass and pills in front of his face." Drink up."
Jungkook's head was slightly raised as he gulped down the pills and water. Every inch of his body,from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, was aching. The worst pain was in his asscheeks. Piercing needles stinging his flesh.
" I'll get the shower ready for you. Then we'll put some antibiotic cream on your ass and go to sleep. You need rest." Taehyung spun around, clenching his hands into fists, his guilt was eating him up.
"Jungkook..? Sorry.. you know for being too.. too rough." Then he disappeared into the bathroom without waiting for a reply.
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Steam tucked against the walls and mirror in the bathroom, turning the room smaller and warmer. Jungkook stood under the shower with his head bent forward, allowing the hot water to cascade down his black hair, spine and aching asscheeks,his eyes shut, enjoying the relaxation of a warm shower.
His peace lasted about four minutes before cold fingers unexpectedly pressed against his waist. He jerked violently." Goddamnit.. Trying to give me a heart attack?"
Taehyung chuckled loudly,cracking Jungkook's vexation to eleven. He wheeled around, gazing at him through wet strands sticking to his forehead." Don't get any crazy ideas about fucking me in the shower, old man."
" It barely crossed my mind,baby." Taehyung's eyes traced over his naked body with a burning focus that pressed onto his chest as if he was seeing through his skin and into something deeper.
Onto the visible bite marks sprayed on his neck and shoulders.
The purple bruises scattered over his chest,arms,back and between his thighs, creating a pattern.
The welted stripes on his ass. They looked worse under the soft light. Angry lashes on tender skin.
The aftermath of his savage fucking.
Somehow, somewhere deep inside his twisted soul Taehyung actually felt a sting of pride for that.
His marks on Jungkook's body.
Ownership?
Obsession?
Possession?
It didn't matter as long as he was the only one owning Jungkook.
" Stop looking so smug, Kim." Jungkook warned him, giving him a sideways glance full of irritation.
" Why wouldn't I?" Tae murmured under his breath, stepping under the water beside him."I've done an excellent job. Your body screams who you belong to."
" My body screams how badly it hurts! Just because you couldn't control your fucken dick."the boy snorted, sucking in sharp breaths in an attempt to ease the pain that hadn't subsided enough.
" Well, it's your fault. You keep letting me near you unsupervised and asking for more than you can handle."
Jungkook tried hard to stay pissed off.He really, really tried but Taehyung looked so effortlessly sexy and hot, his naked body drenched under the steamy water.
Hair pushed back, broad shoulders glowing under the lazy,dim light with that usual lustful look in his eyes that made his knees buckle and heart race.
It made Jungkook's aggravation surprisingly wane which annoyed him even more. He reached out for the shampoo bottle mostly to control his tongue and to avoid staring at him like a starved man.
Taehyung's fingers gently grabbed the bottle from his hand and closed the gap between them. " Turn around and let me do it."
He poured a generous amount of vanilla shampoo onto his palms while Jungkook turned anyway, mumbling through his teeth.
" Bossy." Jungkook's eyes blinked once, twice then shut his mouth. It only gave him trouble.
The man's steady fingers slid carefully into his wet hair, massaging his scalp and neck with slow, gentle moves, afraid he might somehow hurt him,the water running and rinsing the foam.
Jungkook's shoulders,at a measured pace, loosened despite wanting to keep his anger. Desire was building up inside his veins as his breath hitched,his chest tightened and leaned both palms onto the warm tiles.
Taehyung observed the shift in his body,the tension and a faint laugh vibrated in his mouth.However,he didn't make any move knowing his body was in serious pain and the last thing he needed was to give him more.
So he bit down on his own desire,leaned closer and kept washing him in cautious moves.
"Stand still." he lisped to his ear and his breath felt scorching hot to the boy's skin,more than the heated water.
" I am allowed to breathe,you know."
Taehyung's hand trailed from his wet hair down to the back of his neck, pressing into the dip beneath his shoulder blades, rubbing in circles then skimming lower down his spine, easing the tension of his muscles.
As he drifted lower, finding the lashed curve of Jungkook's butt the boy winced,a sharp gasp escaped his lips, sucking in a long breath through clenched teeth from the white – hot jolt.
Until Taehyung's fingers sneaked across his stomach, torturously slowly fisting his rigid, holding it upwards while lightly wedging his lower body against Jungkook's asscrack.
His thumb smoothly pressed the slit, moving lower to his sack, allowing the water to wash it clean.
Jungkook's breathing faltered,once steady and now deepening into something trembling as he leaned his head to the man's shoulder. He choked a moan threatening to expose his growing desire but it was too much.
Jungkook's body was super sensitive and Taehyung wasn't helping.
" Oh! Just do it faster. I won't break."
" If you keep ordering me to go faster, I might pin you against the wall and breed that ass of yours.. again."
Jungkook squeezed his lips together,biting down the all too familiar mixture of anger and lust, spreading like lava under his skin. Warmth pooled lower in his belly and his bulge got hard and twitching.
Taehyung laughed,his deep ocean eyes wrinkled, dipped in amusement. Moments like that felt strangely domestic and natural,he almost forgot about their contract.
Was it supposed to feel that way?
So intimate? So real?
So dangerously fulfilling?
He slightly hoisted his head, water running down his handsome face while instantly letting him go." My turn." Taehyung tossed his head backwards, scrubbing his body in quick motions.
Hands rubbing his black hair,the base of his neck, shoulders and chest, dropping lower in the space between his thighs. He grinned, noticing the way Jungkook's back was wrapped against the tiles,eyes devouring him.
His hand gently held his cock, washing away the stickiness in slow motions,his gaze carrying an emberglow. It was deliberate.. Each move was done to test Jungkook's self-control.
Needless to say, Jungkook failed!
And in spite of wanting nothing more than to have him inside him under the water,his ass was in a bad shape and wouldn't survive another round.
He coughed." Done?"
Taehyung's lips curved slightly." Yeap." He switched off the water and ran his fingers through his hair.
Their reflections blurred through the mirror when Taehyung helped him step out of the shower and dried his body and hair with a clean towel.
He moved him into the bedroom and ordered him to lie down as he grabbed the cream from the nightstand and sat to his left side.
He applied the cream on the lashes, sensing the faint flinch of the boy's body with each touch. A tiny jerk travelling through his ribs every time his fingers landed on his flesh.
" Don't turn and keep still." Taehyung advised him, leaving the cube on the nightstand again and taking his place beside him, covering them with the sheets.
Jungkook hummed softly,he was too depleted to start a conversation and only wanted to sink into a peaceful sleep.
Taehyung drew him closer, stuffing his arm under his neck and placing Jungkook's head and left arm on his chest." Sleep tight." He kissed his forehead and Jungkook's eyes gradually shut, giving in to tiredness.
The man couldn't sleep a wink,probably from overstimulation and kept staring at the ceiling till much later when he finally dozed off.
**********
Somewhere far off, in an underground basement,a man was watching, patiently waiting.
He had already set his plan in motion,ready to tear apart Jungkook's life and burn down the world for Kim Taehyung…