" Aren't you..tired? You've been fucking me for hours." Jungkook gushed,the darting pain in his lower parts increasing with every breath coming out of his lungs but stunned by his remarkable endurance. He actually thought Taehyung would be as exhausted as he was after cumming so many times, judging from himself.
" I've got incredible stamina. With you I can go on all night long."the man hummed in a subdued tone,his face lit up with a devious grin,sucking in the lustful sight of his reddish asscheeks and the prospect of pounding him one more time..or two. His palms rested on his butt, cracking it open and the dark pink,twitching hole forced out a stifled groan. Spitting on the seductive anus,thumb rubbing it in slow pace,he could no longer muffle his moans and allowed them to slip out and join Jungkook's in a melodious serenade.
The man crouched on top of him,knees tangled on each side,subtly but teasingly stroking the hole with the tip of his cock head. A finger brittly slinking from the back of his neck along his spine, halting at his asscrack, joining his cock. Both rubbing and taking pleasure in hearing Jungkook moan at the touch. He reached out,fisting a hand in Jungkook's hair and yanking his head back." Watch yourself baby boy. Watch as I destroy your ass."
The boy utterly lost in the heated,carnal sensation,had failed to observe the huge,cheval mirror across the bed. As his eyes locked on his reflection – misty and obscure – expression coated with erotic bliss,his gaze wide and dark from lust,the sound of skin-to-skin echoed in the room.
Taehyung bluntly slid in,the pain was gone and with each thrust Jungkook's body jolted,his cock panged heavy and hard,trapped between his legs and pillows,his hands continuously gripping on the footboard.
" Look at you taking my cock so well like you were made for it." He tightened his hold on his hair." You're gonna keep your hands there while I wreck this pretty ass." He practically growled as Jungkook's mouth watered,eyelids fluttering, the man's dick pummeling his already abused hole.
" Yes.." the younger murmured under his breath.
Taehyung tugged back on his hair, Jungkook freeing a new set of moans and whimpers before his other hand slapped his ass." Yes what, whore?"
The boy gulped down a scream." Yes.. daddy." he moaned and it was everything the man needed to dive deeper into him, hammering him with unquenchable thirst. His pupils blew at every aggressive pump,mounting poor Jungkook whose balls rose,his spine tingled at the vulgar ferocity of the thrusts and his eyes glanced curiously at the mirror, locking with his lover's. Both engulfed in ecstacy. A concoction of flushed,sweaty skin,drunken, lustful gaze and beastly instincts.
All the years of pent up frustration,endless pursuit of fulfillment, constant identity crisis,failed relationships and bad decisions were leading him to this moment.
In Taehyung's bed.
Under his complete control.
And although he felt like losing a part of him at this point he didn't care anymore.
He was getting exactly what he wanted and far more than that.
The staggering feeling of incompetence that haunted him for years had disappeared, leaving him stronger and more confident.
His lower abdomen began bumping back to match his frantic pace and the view of Taehyung biting his lips and groaning,chest throbbing and glimmering,his body muscles flexing from the force he was using to mount him,the veins in his long arms popping out,his features,although incapable of hiding his natural beauty,were vulgar and contorted..but still..He was a fucken perfection!
Jungkook's need to cum whipped his senses, stripping him of the willpower to resist. He wanted to surrender. He wanted to please him. He wanted to hear him calling him whore,slut and words even more degrading than that. He needed him to unleash everything wicked and kinky he had buried deep inside his soul. It was Jungkook's urgent desire.." Spank me..hard..I need the pain.. spank me!" His voice seething with a primitive prurience.
" Fucking whore! Pain turns you on." A violent slap shook his body,more followed, sharper and vulgar.
" Yeeeeeees.. grhgrhgrh.. I'm a whore..your whore..harder.. fucken ruin me.." he begged,hissing,his stomach coiling at the wicked feeling. He could no longer recognise himself. He couldn't control his needs and emotions. He – somehow – felt complete. As if that was precisely what he was searching for.
" Want me to go rougher,whore? Move that ass and show me." As Jungkook's ass started vigorously moving back,taking him deeper and deeper till it stirred his depths, Taehyung uncaged more brutal slaps on the already marked asscheeks.
" Cum inside me, daddy..breed me..give me what I want. Give me all of it." he moaned out, clenching his walls around the thick cock, letting out a piercing shrill. Taehyung kept spanking his ass,biting down his own,growing need to shoot only because he was taking pleasure in devouring the lewd expression on Jungkook's flashed face.
Pulling out and thrusting forward, Jungkook bottomed out but the man slammed against him again. The boy cried out words he couldn't understand and continued to drive into his wet hole as it clammed around him.
He couldn't stop.
He wanted to go deeper inside him even if there was nowhere else for him to go.
He pounded him so hard that his balls slapped against his ass. He was fucken losing himself for him. The last piece of sanity he had left was slipping through his fingers but he couldn't be bothered with trivial stuff.
" Daddy.." Jungkook wept out,pain and pleasure equally increasing but that only forced the man to go harder. Jungkook still clawed at the footboard,his back bowing,his hole rippling around Tae.
So close to cumming.
So damn close to total oblivion.
Eyes widen,pupils dilated and obscuring the dark,brown irises.
" Your cock is.. stretching me out..I can feel it.. throbbing inside me..Oh dear God.."He couldn't stop moving, searching for something – anything – that could make him cum harder.
While Taehyung's pumps turned more aggressively than the previous times, Jungkook was hyperventilating,head already embracing darkness,vision tunnelled,the room spinning, unable to control his the moment his lover's hand squeezed between his thighs, fisting his panging cock, jerking it with hard strokes, Jungkook screamed his name and his orgasm vibrated through him.
Taehyung 's other hand released the grip on his hair, squashing his throat, wanting one thing. Jungkook to squirt and drown him in his juices. So it happened. The cum and hot liquid drenched his hand and pillows but this time the boy's shame was washed away by the erotic abyss he was plunged in. And he gave in..
" Squirt for me,whore. Drown me. Make a mess. It's even better than breeding your slutty hole."The man was chasing his highs that came from the sweet yet vulgar relief to notice that Jungkook had surrendered to his powerful abuse and had passed out, head falling downwards.
His orgasm rocked him – unabated and assertive – fingers crashing Jungkook's throat, his back bent like a bow, pumping his load into the cram- full hole, hollowing." FUCKING HELL..I CAN'T STOP CUMMING..FUCK YEAH.." he kept shooting nonstop, completely at awe. He had never come harder in his entire, pathetic life. That was the biggest load he had ever shouted and was knocked for six, short of breath.
Only when the hunger cooled down,he realised his lover was unconscious and panicked." God damn it!" he cursed, immediately pulling out,cum oozing on the boy's thighs and bed and slowly turning him over." Jungkook?" his voice was trembling and he was so pissed at himself. He caressed his forehead,a few wet strands of hair falling to the side,then his cheeks." Come on baby! Open your eyes..come on.."
He raised his legs to help the blood flow and at the same time checked his breathing." Come on..wake up.." A couple of minutes later – for Tae it felt longer – Jungkook warily blinked his heavy eyes,still experiencing dizziness,eyes blurry as he tried to open them slowly with the urge to spew his guts and a hint of confusion that dissolved the moment he saw Taehyung standing in close proximity,gaze glued on him.
" You're staring." were the first words that popped out of his lips. He hissed with a sigh, adjusting his head on the pillows.
Taehyung couldn't help but chuckle. He was expecting a 'where am I' or ' what happened' but Jungkook wasn't an ordinary guy.." I had to make sure you were alright."
" By staring? You expected me" he paused, dragging his aching body upwards, wincing at the stinging pain in his butt." to magically wake up?"
The man ruffled his hair and spoke in the usual playful tone and grin." Wasn't prepared. I didn't expect you to actually pass out."
" You should have thought of that before banging me like a fucken beast."
" I was asked – begged – wasn't I?"
" Some restraint wouldn't hurt."
" Mmmm..not familiar with the word."
" You fucken broke my ass,idiot! It hurts god damn it!" he sputtered,that freaking burning sensation wouldn't seem to leave him at peace.
The man let out a low laugh, spreading his legs for Jungkook to get a clear view of his cock that was still hard as a rock but the younger darted his gaze,glaring at the wall behind him. " So..I can't convince you for another round?"
" You fucken stay the hell away from me." he warned him strictly,waving his finger at the man,his butt hole hurting like hell."No more sex till I can feel my ass."
Taehyung crawled out of bed, laughing, standing on his feet." Then let's get you into the shower. It will help."
He offered his hands to Jungkook and he accepted them – because he could barely move a muscle let alone get up and walk –but what caught him off guard, finding himself in his arms and being carried to the bathroom.
" Tub or shower?"
The younger one pondered for a moment, weighing his condition. Would he be able to stand up? Have a shower without falling flat on his face? Or break his legs along with his pride?Ridiculous! He was a strong,fit man capable of bending iron. A little pain and discomfort wouldn't get in the way or make him look like a pussy." Shower."
" Tub it is." Taehyung said, softly settling him into the huge, white tub,careful not to hurt him,twisting the tap, sending arm water streaming down Jungkook's body leaving no room for objections and watching him shiver."Too hot?" he asked, getting a nod of no for a reply. He added a few Jasmin and Green tea bubble baths to soothe him, handing him the sponge."I'm gonna change our sheets. Relax and enjoy your bath. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." He winked, deliberately staring at Jungkook's hard cock under the water.
Jungkook's face became all flustered in an instant, especially remembering the mess he had made on ' his' bed and on ' his' expensive, silky sheets. He bit down a sorry and a huff,scared he might sound like a daft and decided to do as he was told. Enjoy his bath. He breathed a sigh of relief seeing Taehyung walking out the door. The bubble bath was refreshing, loosening his stiff muscles,taking away some of the tension.
He sank into the headrest,turned off the faucet,closed his eyes,a muffled moan breaking free. So much had happened that night and he was astonished by his own reaction because he had no idea how deeply disturbed he actually was and how much he wanted to be fucked by Taehyung. The things he had said,the things he had done on that bed should have made him wanna blow chunks yet the familiar stirring in his stomach wasn't from disgust but from excitement.
He giggled,shaking his shoulders and although the sharp irritation on his ass persisted,it was somehow softer than before. It was the best night of his life! So far..He could hardly wait for the rest to follow.
Inside the main bedroom Taehyung had removed the stained,dump sheets and had brought a dry steamer to clean and disinfect the mattress,along with a tray of tarts,a glass of water and some ice.Somehow he suspected Jungkook would crave them after so much 'exercise'. Then put another set of cotton sheets in beige, chocolate shades and opened his drawer – where he kept a stack of booze just in case –poured a few fingers of his favourite branded whisky out of the black bottle. He inspected the level in his glass and poured soe more,ice clinking gently as he rolled it between his hands, taking a glug of the bitter liquid.
He sat on the edge of the bed,legs spread and one palm leaning on the smooth surface,waiting for Jungkook to finish his bath while enjoying his late- night drink.
His mind was empty of mixed-up thoughts. His body, despite the tiredness after so much intense sex,felt lighter and rejuvenated, craving for more. More of Jungkook. More kisses and hugs. More of that intimacy he hadn't encountered before.More of that feeling of satisfaction and fulfillment.
For a workaholic, heartless and notorious businessman like him,who thrived on success and power,sex was merely a stress relief process. A way to blow off some steam. For him sex was the means to an end. It kept him going.He fucked and told them to take a hike. No interest. No aftercare. No overwhelming emotions that baffled him. No yearning for more.
Life had taught him – the hard way – to take what he could, what was willingly offered to him,not question people's motives,ignore their feelings and take advantage of their weaknesses. Like a stoic he met adversities with silence and strength.He treated his sex partners like business rivals. That was his way of maintaining control. He wanted sex,they needed the illusion they could trap him into a relationship. Taehyung wasn't meant to commit to anyone aside from his relentless hunger for success. An aphrodisiac he found exhilarating,even more than having sex.
He had failed with Jungkook. The moment he had met him in that club, when their eyes had locked,when he observed the indifferent, dismissive – almost hostile – look on his sinfully gorgeous face, he knew. The younger one would be trouble. Initially, he took it as a challenge to provoke him every chance he got. To interminably flirt with him, testing his boundaries to get a reaction from him. Any sort of reaction but that scornful look he always carried around him like a shield.
He didn't seem to give a fuck about his deep pockets,lavish life style and power. On the contrary,Jungkook had no interest in becoming one of his toys,take part in his corrupt sex games and certainly didn't wish to jump into his bed. It incited his necessity to drive him past his breaking point. The passion in his eyes was hard to ignore even during wrathful moments.
He wanted to see him break.
Crumble to pieces only he could put back together.
He needed to see the vulnerable side of him.
He craved to watch him burn under his touch.
Beg and implore to be fucked.
He pushed and pushed,made him furious, enjoying every curse,snab because that was a reaction. When he finally realised that Jungkook's erotic desire was stronger than his hate for him,he attacked. He launched a straightforward strike, insisted and he was – at this very moment – reaping the benefits.
Jeon Jungkook in his bed, moaning like a horny bitch in heat, begging for more. He hunched forward,elbows resting on his knees, rubbing his jaw with a predatory grin slowly forming in his lips. He owned him. All of him. Every pore, fibre,part of his body and soul. Every breath,reaction was his to control. It stirred twisted thoughts and wicked needs in his mind.
He lifted his head up to the sound of the door cracking open,Jungkook wrapped in a fluffy,white bathrobe,hair dripping drops of water down his cheeks and neck, trying to hide his limping. Taehyung choked a laugh. Apparently,he had indeed broken his ass!
" Feeling better?"
Jungkook's head formed a nod and shivered at the intensity of his eyes piercing into the depths of his obviously disturbed soul. Strangely,he felt more exposed than when he was naked in front of him. His stomach growled and his usual need for something sweet made him blow a huff, chewing on his piercing." Those tarts you mentioned..can I have some?"
Taehyung slightly twirled his head,exhibiting the sheer perfection of the sideway angle of his face and pointed his index finger at the small,round,glass table near the window." All yours."
The younger's mouth watered at the sight of the savory desserts, hobbling his feet to the table and squatting on the earthly brown shade settee, immediately dived in. The tarts smelt delicious and grabbing one, leaned closer over the table, eyes widening at the sight of the strawberry desserts. The first bite – crunchy but smooth – was what he needed to feel a tingling sweetness in his veins.
Jungkook always had a sweet tooth. His lips curled, munching on the piece,cheeks puffed round and a soft hum escaped him. When he swallowed,he unconsciously licked the corner of his lips, eyebrows lifting in delight and nose playfully scrunched. His eyes sparkled like he was tasting something precious and not a simple dessert.
Soft giggles under his breath and a heavenly pleased expression,made Taehyung crack a smile, enchanted by how much pleasure Jungkook was taking at cramming down desserts, looking so freaking adorable." Are they good?"
" Mmmm..the best ones I've had.. want some?" he mumbled through a mouthful of crust,fruit and cream while glutting two more, washing them down with a swallow of water. His eyes deliberately avoided gazing at the man who was still naked,a half- empty glass of whiskey tangled in his fingers, knowing very well it was on purpose just to provoke him. However, his ass was aching that the thought of another round – as tempting as it might have sounded– numbed his body.
No. He had enough excitement for the night! So he continued eating with more zest than the sweet warranted.
"Thanks. I'll pass. Want me to fetch you more?" Taehyung asked, stretching his arm to place the empty glass on the nightstand,checking him out from top to bottom. He didn't want their first night to end but he scolded himself for being greedy. Jungkook's body was in pain and needed rest. There was always tomorrow and 1,094 days and nights ahead of them to break the bed. Yeap,he had counted them.
" Nope. I'm good." The boy finally said, shoving one last bite into his mouth, feeling stuffed as he slumped backwards, stroking his belly and sighing. " Oh boy! I'm gonna explode."
Taehyung rose up,his cock on full display, standing up and pranced to one of the drawers next to the bed, grabbing two painkillers then closed the distance with slow gaits, offering them to Jungkook." Take them. They'll ease the pain." He waited till the younger swallowed them with a generous sip of water to carry him back to bed.
In a slow pace Taehyung opened the bathrobe,slid it from his shoulders and tossed it on the floor." You won't be needing it. I wanna feel the heat of your body on mine."
Jungkook's breath hitched,mumping on his lips, heart jittery as he was brittly laid on the freshly fragrant sheets and soon found himself cuddling in Taehyung's arms." What happened to..you know..what I did before.." The bed should have been soaked in his squirting but it was dry and redolent.
" You mean your squirts?" he teased,swaddling his right arm around his waist,the younger's head nestling in his crook." I dried it. It's called modern technology."
Jungkook pretended to laugh." Very funny. Laughing from the inside."
" Not so shy now,are we?" he teased in a playful tone." Our familiar sassy side returned?"
Jungkook kept still and quiet. There wasn't much to say except throw curses at him just to hide his embarrassment so he was dead set on shutting his big mouth as it was becoming a regular habit.
Taehyung gently pecked his forehead,his fingers skimming along his spine, feeling him tremble under his tips. He then gripped his jaw,kissed his nose,their eyes locking – dark and restless – lips brushing together without force but warmth. The breaths between them grew heavier, Taehyung 's fingers tightened around his chin. Their mouths parted and the man's tongue sunk in,moving at a delicate pace, unhurried yet passionate.
Jungkook moaned at the kiss, matching the man's rhythm, teeth grazing his tongue,his hands drawing him closer,if possible,an unspoken hunger dressed in restraint. Heat rushed through his body,heart thundering in his ears and shivered at the powerful control Taehyung had on him with as much as a simple kiss.
When they finally parted but still wanting more, Jungkook,all flashed, nuzzled back in his crook,closing his eyes as exhaustion crushed him. " I'm..sleepy.." he yawned, hugging him tighter.
" Sleep." He reached and pulled the covers up, letting out a deep sigh, not from tiredness but from contentment. It was strange. He never felt he truly belonged anywhere,so he learnt to exist a little bit everywhere but now – at that precise moment – he strangely felt at home…
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Jungkook whisked in his sleep,the sheets tangled between his feet,the sudden warmth of someone pressing on his back. It all came back to him. Taehyung,the previous night,the loss of his ' virginity' and bit his lips at the memories.His long lashes fluttered but eyes refused to open, feeling the roughness of the man's lips, nibbling and sucking his neck then his ear,coercing a soft purr out of the younger 's mouth.
" Go back to sleep,baby boy. Let daddy give you a morning gift." Taehyung murmured under his breath,more of a plea than an order.
Jungkook's muscles still stiff from last night didn't stop him from sensing something was off..an overwhelming, stinging sensation pierced through every pore of his body and that was when he realised the man's cock was buried inside him and shivered at the abrupt hammering and stretching of his hole. He could feel his own cock throbbing and panging cramped between his thighs.
The man's moves weren't gentle,his thrusts felt urgent, plunging deeper and deeper in a steady pace, spooning him with unabated pumps leading him straight to oblivion. Jungkook's fingers, still gawky with fatigue, snatched the sheets,rocking himself in the same rhythm. His flesh ached from the heat and the man's uncontrollable thrusts – unrestrained and consuming – as he moaned. This time he didn't hold back. " Oh daddy! Mmmm..so good.."
" I'll breed your ass and fill you up real good." His pumping grew harder than before as if his need was driving him to completely ruin him. A need that terrified him to the core. His teeth sank in Jungkook's neck,biting so damn hard the boy gulped down a scream." Fuck you're still so tight..so fucken tight like I didn't stretch you at all last night.." he moaned between whimpers and hard thrusts,hand gripping Jungkook's throat who was in a haze battling to breathe.
But it was welcomed. Everything Taehyung did was exactly what he desired and much more..
Taehyung slightly twisted his head,kissing him sloppily,sucking his lolled up tongue,pouring his increasing passion into the feverish kiss that left them both gasping.
" Fuck.. want more..pound me more.. don't hold back.." he managed to blur out,the squeezing around his throat made him gargle,the thrusts turned way more aggressive and ardent and this time they both came together. Their groans and whimpers blended perfectly in an erotic song.
The younger 's hole swamped in warm cum while his own popped out of his aching cock, smearing it on the sheets that now held the scent of sweat and cum.
Jungkook yawned and wanted to stretch his stiff limbs but the thought of the pain spreading to every inch of his body changed his mind. Fatigue overtook him and needed more sleep to get his strength back. He was certain Taehyung would want another round once he'd return from work. Sex – more like his ass – was the main course in their little arrangement.
Taehyung, without pulling out, reached out,opened the drawer and took out a small toy, smirking. He then slowly but cautiously got his cock out,replacing it with a silicone butt plug."This will keep your hole filled. I wanna fuck my cum out when I come home.. Don't you dare take it out." He gave his neck another hard bite, Jungkook hummed, didn't even wince at the foreign object in his ass,curling up like a baby and dozing off.
Taehyung covered him with the quilt, slithered at the edge of the bed,arose and walked to the bathroom. After a quick,refreshing shower and a good look in the mirror,he seemed more radiant than ever. " You got what you wanted,old man." He joked, rubbing his jaw."Don't fuck this up."
As he marched to the closet room,his phone beeped but he ignored it. Probably Seojoon, to check up on him and ask why he was late for work. Taehyung was punctual. He went back to chosing his clothes carefully. A dark blue, Gucci suit,white shirt and his Italian,black,custom-made Santoni shoes. He grabbed a silk, blue navy tie and tied it around his neck with that sly grin never leaving his lips.
For once in his life,he couldn't wait to wrap things up at the office and come back to his 'sleeping beauty'. To fuck him with his cum still inside his ass. He cracked a smile and rushed out the door.
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The bright sunlight pierced through the windows, blinding Jungkook,forcing him to shut his eyes tighter, scrunching his nose and nuzzling his face into the fluffy pillows. The sunbeams dancing against the shiny, marble floor was mesmerising. He wasn't prepared for such an awakening and wasn't sure if he in fact wanted to wake up or sleep more.
In his attempt to shift sides pain shot up his body like fire. He cringed. It erupted in his head with a blinding whiteness that made him dizzy. The stretching pain resembled needles dipped in booze jamming through his flesh, hissing. It felt like his whole body was bombed with electricity wired straight into his spine.
The sheering, blinding ache in his lower part ramped up faster than he could blink. He decided – right then and there – to loll a bit longer, snuggling into the soft pillows, eyes refusing to face the morning sun. As soon as his phone vibrated on the nightstand,he realised it was probably time to get up. He snatched it,reading a text message from Jimin.
' Rise and shine! 🌞 I'm coming over.
Send me the address. I wanna hear all
the dirty details of you giving your ass to
daddy!😉😄'
Jungkook scoffed,drooping his nose but typed the address only because at his current condition the last thing he needed was Jimin's nagging. He noticed the six missed calls from Jin hyung,two from Namjoon hyung and one from Soyun. No. He couldn't deal with any of them right now so he dumped the phone back in its place. " Asshole." he hummed softly at the thought of Jimin's teasing, irked while pressuring himself to roll on his back. His eyes shut open, blinking and warily adjusting to the radiant sunlight.
As he slowly crawled to the footboard, wincing in pain,he leaned on his palms and taking a deep breath, stood up. Still dizzy and disoriented,he staggered,broke out in cold sweat,his feet too mushy to take a step. He frowned. The corner of his lips curled. He felt weird. Placing his hand behind his back,right above his asscrack,fingers gently searching for whatever was disturbing him,he touched a small,round lump, sticking out of his aching hole.
" Mother fucker!" he cursed out loud dumbfounded but irritated, chattering his teeth. Taehyung had fucked him early in the morning while half asleep and Jungkook was beating himself to remember..He huffed and puffed and the words came flooding in his head. Taehyung's low,hoarse, distant voice telling him..' Don't you dare take it out .'
" A butt plug? Is he fucken joking me? How am I supposed to walk around with this bloody thing shoved in my ass?" He scratched his forehead huffing in annoyance again, banging his fist on thin air – that hurt him more than the air.Obviously he didn't have the balls to take it out or better yet he was maybe –perhaps– turned on at the thought of running around with Taehyung's cum inside his ass and then getting fucked. He was so much turned on his cock began to twitch.
"No. No..not again." he exclaimed in a fit of pique,steamed up about his weakness."It's a recipe for disaster." He sucked in two deep inhales then let the air flow out." I'm fucken horny 24/7.. It's getting ridiculous." He took two more inhales,calming himself.
Jungkook surprisingly concluded he had become a total pervert!
Somehow he dragged his feet near the couch,the empty tray from last night still on the table and shaking his head,vexed by his weakness,plodded to the bathroom and straight in the shower.
There with the hot water cascading on his aching skin, washing away the tiredness, steam curling around the glass shower doors and mirrors, droplets tracing paths over his body, he let out a deep sigh. He tossed his head back,shut his eyes letting the sound of water calm his nerves. His fingers slowly moving through his hair,the scent of vanilla tickling his nose,along his neck,chest and lower, between his thighs.
Fuck! He was hard! Again! He giggled at how easy it was to get horny even at Taehyung 's thought. Too damn easy! Being exhausted,he forced himself to simply enjoy his bath,get dressed,have breakfast and face Jimin. It took a lot of guts to deal with 'shorty' in his current condition or any other for that matter.
He turned off the shower head, stepped out, wrapped himself in a bathrobe – probably Taehyung's – still slightly damp and stood in front of the mirror, glaring at his reflection. Curiosity got the best of him to witness the results of their steamy moments as he untied the belt and let the robe fully open.
His body was narrating a story of a rough night filled with sex. His skin looked flashed where Taehyung's lips and hands had trailed and sucked the tender flesh. Not a single part of him was unmarked.His ruthless biting and slurping resulted in reddish marks and hickeys around the neck,light bruises and fingerprints on his chest and between his thighs. Heavy- lidded eyes from exhaustion,lips dark pink and swollen – feeling kind of raw in texture – screamed of last night's activities.
His deft fingers dangled over his jaw to the bolts on his neck, tilting his head to the side. They were fading to a pale violet." Oh great!"
How the hell would he go to work looking like that? He'd draw attention,get teased,become a laughing stock for every idiot in that fucken club! Become the talk of the town.He huffed out a breath,closed the robe and began his morning routine. Finally,going through his stuff,he found a lip balm in his mini bag, carefully applying it on his lips, feeling much better.
The buzzing in his head continued as he hobbled back to the room and straight to the closet room. He grabbed new underwear,a red boxer,a black,Nike T-shirt and charcoal,blocked pigment sweatpants as he always fancied comfortable, oversized sportswear and put them on.
His stomach let out a growl that could wake up the dead,got a hold of his phone and his feet led him down the stairs,through the living room, straight to the kitchen. He stood by the door,gaze wandering around and whistled in astonishment. Jin hyung would love this place!
It had everything from high- end appliances,sleek, black custom cabinetry,oversized kitchen island to strategic lighting and smart technology. Well everything except food. He began scouring,looking high and low for something he could ease his hunger. Tough luck!
The side- by- side fridge contained a bottle of expired milk that reeked, a half- empty carton of eggs – God knows from when – and by the looks of it baby chicks would probably break free! An empty jar of what used to be strawberry jam was forgotten in the back and Jungkook massaged his roaring belly in frustration.
Why would someone have a modern kitchen if he didn't bother putting food in it? Disappointed, he limped his way back to the living room,the plug jingling his butt,to order breakfast or brunch when his phone rang.
Taehyung..
" Yeah?" He meant to sound cool not rude but nevertheless he did.
" Good morning,baby."
" Morning." he hummed gruffly, nervously nibbling on his lip.
The man, on the other line, laughed."Rough morning,baby boy?"
Jungkook silently growled and tried to get rid of that odd fluttering in his chest and stomach."You've got no food." he fired back, pretending the only thing he cared about was his belly and not him calling him from work."Great kitchen but no food."
" I don't use the kitchen because I rarely eat at home." His voice, dulcet but with a hint of teasing." Order for now and we'll go shopping together."
" Fine." Jungkook huffed, tapping his foot on the marble, wrapped in nervousness." Anything else?" He heard another set of laughter and wanted to send him to bloody hell but bit his lips to keep the words in.
" I'm giving you three days off. I already notified the club. Told them you had to go out of town."
" Who asked you to do that?" he protested."I can work. It's not like I was sick and needed to recover."
" You won't be feeling the same when I get home. I intend to make you pass out again.. I'm so damn horny all morning, thinking about you and I can't wait to fuck you."
Jungkook's head started spinning,his eyes blinked heavily and mouth watered. His cock twitched inside his sweatpants and breath hitched. His voice trembled when he spoke."Stop being a pervert Kim."
" Did you take it out?"
His question startled the boy. Initially,it did cross his mind to lie just to get his reaction and punishment.Eventually,he dismissed the idea, knowing that he'd get it one way or the other. Taehyung would fuck him to oblivion and the prospect was intriguingly thrilling." No."
" Good boy!" he praised him." I wanna fuck you with my cum dripping out of your hole. I'm gonna eat that ass and shove my dick in so deep it will reach your tummy.." Taehyung slightly bit his lips,hand stroking his clothed cock under the desk,head tossed back to his leather chair."I'm gonna make you squirt all over me..drink every drop.." his breathing grew faster,as fast as the hammering in his chest. Jungkook's squirting was growing into an obsession.
Jungkook had stopped breathing. His hand cupped his cock and squeezed it,a muffled sound – something between a moan and a snarl – slipped out.
" Fuck! I have to go.." he banged his fist on the desk, observing, through the blinds,Seojoon approaching. They had a meeting in ten minutes." I'll be there in about three hours. I need you ready for me." He hung up, leaving the younger horny and cursing in an aroused confusion.
He squeezed out heavy blinks, awestruck, drawing in uneven gasps. He was fucked all night yesterday and this morning and his mind was swarmed in indecent thoughts and rough fucking. The rougher,the better. It made his blood bubble in his veins with so much intensity,he felt he'd collapse on the ground.
However,the rumbling in his stomach reminded him of food he didn't have. Ready to search for a takeaway site,the doorbell ringing forced him to slowly head towards the door,take sharp breaths and open it widely.
" Good morning, sunshine!" Jimin,all smiley with a goading gaze, wiggled his brows, swaying a huge bag in front of his face. He scanned him from head to toe and smirked."You're in one piece."
" Why wouldn't I be shorty?" he snubbed back, hoping Jimin wouldn't observe the ' tent ' between his legs or his limping.
" I thought your daddy would break your ass last night. Don't tell me little Kookie was in hibernation? Again?" He lifted up an eyebrow, pushing his friend aside and walked past him to the interior.
" If you don't shut the fuck up I'll kick your ass out of here."
" It's your ass in question,not mine." Jimin's eyes roamed around the area, whistling extremely impressed by the huge,opulent penthouse." Brought you breakfast. And coffee. Where's the kitchen?" He glided gracefully towards the first open door that led him straight into the kitchen without waiting for a reply. It knocked his socks off! "Impressive!"
" He's got a thing about luxuries." Jungkook stated, walking slowly right behind him in order to hide his limping. And that damn plug was stirring his ass in a frustrating but oddly tickling way. He didn't know if he wanted to pull it out or go to the bathroom and jerk himself off.
Jimin, prowling around the area, touching the smooth,shiny counters with his stubby fingers,goggling his eyes at the state-of- the- art appliances and cabinets,made Jungkook believe he was off the hook but then he spoke.
" I can see Kim ate more than your ass." He had turned around, pointing his blond head on his friend's marked neck which he had neglected to cover,with a cunning sneer on his mouth.
Jungkook pressed his lips together, unsuccessfully pulling up the neckline of his T-shirt and scoffed." Give it a rest, shorty." He flashed a fake smile,more from irritation, throwing a curve.
" Didn't realise I needed your permission but I will..after you start talking Mr." The older let a triumphant smirk curl in his lips,taking pleasure at Jungkook's hesitation." You're gonna spill the beans anyway..so..you might as well start."
Jungkook sank into the chair opposite Jimin, watching him frown at the fridge's hollow space, breathing out of annoyance. He stirred on the comfy seat,trying to find the right position that wouldn't give him more pain, leaning towards his left hip and folding his legs. Much better! Much,much better!
" You know..Jin hyung would absolutely love this kitchen." He bobbed his head." And probably scold Kim for not using it properly. At least " he shrugged his shoulders " it's spotless." He shifted once again, reaching for the bag on the counter." Now.. let's see what we've got. Protein." He took out two packets of boiled eggs and Okomomiyaki ( Japanese omelette)."Healthy fats." He dug out two more,filled with avocado - salmon toasts and yogurt with nuts and honey. " And drinks for hydration and boosting." He picked out two protein shakes and coffee.
He laid them on the table along with a set of plates and spoons and dropped on the chair next to his friend who was pouting." Eat. Drink. Talk." Jimin grabbed an egg and munched it down.
The younger understood perfectly well there was no way he'd leave him alone unless he knew everything. Every single,dirty detail. He bet every buck he had on it. Once Jimin set his mind on something,he used all means to make it happen. Defeated, he took a generous gulp of ice coffee, feeling it soothing his veins,then a huge bite of his toast, slowly chewing it, savoring the crispy texture and delicious flavour.
He needed food to keep him going.
To deal with his moron of a friend.
To handle his relentless teasing.
And then cope with his hyungs.
" Fine..what do you want to know?"