" Is this for real? People actually do..that before fucking?" Jungkook narrowed his eyebrows, squatting on his soft bed and biting his nails. He had the bright idea of doing an online research about preparation techniques before gay sex and the results left him blown away. He could have asked Jimin yet the teasing he would have to put up was definitely a stop.
It involved an entire ritual just to get laid. He shook his head, opened another link and his jaw dropped. Different kinds of sex toys were displayed on the screen and instructions on how to use them. Cock rings,butt plugs,huge dildos vidrators,dildo machines, handcuffs, leather collars and whips, nipple clamps..the list was endless.
" Oh fuck! That's kinky!" It gave him chills to think someone would use them on their partner. Why did he have the impression Taehyung was into these staff? The kinkier,the better!
His next move was gay porn sites and they were plenty to choose from! Watching strange men fucking in all sorts of positions,he never imagined were possible, the aggressive,rough sex,the tension and passion..well it wasn't that disgusting after all! For some inexplicable reason it didn't make him wanna throw up. It only jingled his stomach in a pervertive kind of way..
It was kind of a turn on! Perhaps that bastard was right all along. Sex between men was more passionate! He cocked his head to the side,corking a bawl watching the position they were in." Is that.." he pointed his index finger at the computer screen." even possible? Wow!Mmmm.." His eyes had practically popped out as be giggled.
Thinking about Taehyung and educating himself with porn made him kind of horny. It had become a habit to jerk off after work..and when taking a shower..and when he was alone in the apartment. Jungkook was positively certain he was becoming a sex addict. Well more like a Kim addict!
He lay sprawled across the mattress,computer on the right side,the sheets tangled in his feet. Sweat beaded along his temples, dampening his neck,even though it was rather chilly but he was burning inside. His body was a taut wire, humming with high voltage. His cock throbbed,seeking immediate release.
His mind was wrecked, disoriented by images of him and Taehyung in the storage room. His mouth,his veiny hands gripping on his ass,his voice, provocative and hoarse,still echoing in his head like seduction. However,his own reaction didn't scare him at all. He started rubbing his cock above his shorts and surprisingly the two men fucking on tbe screen had different faces. Taehyung's and his.
His hips bucked, stroking his hard cock and his clothes felt like an obstacle he had to get rid off so he hurriedly removed his shorts and red boxer, kicking them with his feet and impatiently continued the stroking,fisting his moist dick and whimpering like a pathetic,horny slut. His fingers quickly reached his nipples, flicking a d pinching the pink bubs turning them red.
He wanted to scream,rip his skin off as his hand was working nonstop on his shaft. The moans from the screen and the thought of Taehyung fucking him like that caused his legs to splayed wider unholy surrender,the ache between his thighs had taken over every instinct,every shame.
He huffed as it wasn't enough..he needed more.. something unthinkable for him. He put aside his hesitation,spread his legs even wider and his trembling fingers ghosted over the already wet hole, groaning and gasping when one finger aggressively rubbed,teased,circled his anus. The sensation was intoxicating and so strangely familiar as he moaned louder than before with a need that pushed him to the edge.
His back arched the moment his finger plunged inside,slick with his own juices, choking a sob. It stung his body,the pain was intense and unbearable,like a torture but he couldn't stop. He took deep breaths to control the pain.His other hand let go of his cock,red, swollen, twitching and started touching himself everywhere. His neck,chest, stomach, crawling back to his nipples teasing them in turns.
" Taehyung..Oh God..Tae.." the name tumbled out, unable to keep it caged,taking the remaining pain away as mere pleasure was now ruling his senses.His finger thrusted in and out as if it had will of its own and pain transformed into sheer pleasure. Another finger was pushed in, then another one and a fourth one, scissoring his hole with a level of desperation that scared and thrilled him, fantasizing it was Taehyung doing that to him.
" Faster Taehyung..do me faster..harder...harder..God I need you..to fuck me..please.." He looked wrecked and needy beyond his imagination, whimpering, lips shaking,hips rocking down against the thrusts of his own fingers. The ecstasy was blooming in places he hadn't dared imagine before and yet it wasn't sufficient to conciliate his hunger.
" More.." he begged in the dark,oddly feeling the man's presence beside him. I guess his need for him created vivid hallucinations. "Please..Tae..fuck..more.." His thighs trembled,toes curled,his entire body locked up as his thrusts became faster, rougher and sloppier, repeatedly crushing that tender spot inside him and his orgasm came,loud, messy, overwhelming.
His cock panged and twitched,gushing out spurts of cum, brimming on his flat stomach,his hole clenching around his fingers and Taehyung's name slipping from his lips like a sin." Taehyung.."
The release ransacked him. It robbed the air from his lungs, stripped him of strength from his limbs. He fell back on the mattress,chest pumping up and down while the room swam in a haze around him,his vision blurry with tears of ecstasy. It wasn't just lust that drove him. It was craving. Longing and a need to be dominated by him and his cock.
Fuck! He so desperately needed his cock it was excruciatingly painful. His fingers were still buried inside the warm,tight hole and he felt no shame when he began thrusting them with the same aggressiveness and pace. The thought of cumming practically untouched without jerking off had opened the doors of heaven and hell.
He rolled over on his stomach,his ass pushed up high ,in all fours, stuffing his face inside the soft pillows to muffle his moans and whimpers, his fingers kept plunging deeper and deeper with a force that made him sink his teeth in the pillow,feeling his sphincters roughly clutching around them.This time his orgasm shattered him more,his body quivered,his knees bent further but it was merely the beginning…
And for the first time Jungkook wasn't terrified by his own desire.
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Taehyung had one of the worst days of his life. He was stuck in his office for the last three days and nights, practically living there just because one of his managers responsible for a multimillion dollar project had messed it up and he had to step in to save the deal and minimise the damage.
He loosened his black tie, unbuttoned the first two buttons of his white shirt,taking out deep breaths and stretched his long legs under the expensive desk,loaded with documents,charts and files. He had just finished a long video call conference with the CEO of 'PulseNova'corporation in the U.S who was furious about the mix-up and Taehyung had spent four,long, torturous hours trying to persuade him it wasn't intentional but due to a person's incompetence.
Mr. Rockefeller wasn't the least bit pleased about the situation but eventually decided not to withdraw from the deal due exclusively on Taehyung's prestigious standing. On top of that, Taehyung had been absent from the club for four days and his frustration was getting the best of him.
In the distance,the city was sparkling luminously beyond the window glass and the man couldn't help but wonder how his brat was doing. After that night in the storage room, Jungkook's scent haunted his skin and his presence was more vivid than ever before.
Due to the problems he was facing in his company he hardly had time to think about his next move and how to handle Jeon. After the passionate kiss they exchanged, Jungkook's initiative, Taehyung was struggling to come up with a way to handle the brat that had taken away his sanity,making him a slave to flesh. His flesh to be precise!
Jungkook was everywhere! In his mind,in his veins,burning them with need, setting his nerves ablaze. He pushed away his leather chair with a frustrated grunt,pacing back and forth like a caged animal. No matter how hard he tried to anchor himself to the deal,his mind betrayed him. There was only one thought.
Jeon Jungkook.
His sassy brat!
His body ached with a savage longing,a primal starvation to conquer,to devour,to dominate,he could no longer suppress.His mind was running a marathon to find the most suitable solution. He needed Jungkook's total and undeniable submission. He wanted Jungkook to fully surrender to him,in his own free will because he longed for Taehyung more than the air he breathed.
The answer popped up in his head like a flash!
Seduction.
Jungkook obviously craved for him.He had experienced it with his own eyes but he was playing hard to get, blubbering about how 'straight' he was. Taehyung knew better than that. He had seen the passion and lust in his doe eyes and had every intention to use his own weakness against him!
So.. seduction it was!
Not the kind one but the slow, torturous one. He would become Jungkook's drug,his poison,his sweet,soul-crushing madness. He would set fire to every part of his body,haunt his days and nights,twist his thoughts till no other body,no other touch,no other pleasure could satisfy him. He would become the oxygen Jungkook needed to survive and then deny him breath. He would make that brat beg, implore on his fucken knees to be fucked by Taehyung.
His mouth was laced with a devilish,sinister sneer. He had to admit his plan was dangerous and risky,meddling with fire,yet he had the determination to make it work.
In the upcoming days, Jungkook wouldn't find a moment of peace. He would be tormented,burnt,craved and begged to fulfill Taehyung's darkest,most corrupt desires and he'd savor every second of his ruin.
He leisurely adjusted his golden cuffs,a small chuckle scraping his throat. Then he straightened his black suit jacket with meticulous moves while pondering on when and how his first move would strike. It had to be executed with surgical,lethal precision not allowing Jungkook any time to resist.
He would begin with proximity. Taehyung would make certain he was everywhere Jungkook turned his head. In every corner,under every stone. A glance from across the bar,a soft, accidental brush of fingers when serving him drinks,a low, seductive whisper in his ear…
And he'd look at him,not with lust or indifference but with a soft, devouring glare that promised of dark desires and mysterious pleasure.
He'd tease him mercilessly,weaponize his body,baiting, tempting and ultimately breaking him.
Taehyung 's tongue crawled over his wet lips,leaning against the window,his mind mapping out every sinful scenario in his mind and when Jungkook was trembling from desperation to have him, he'd deny him. Let him suffer,let him drown in his own yearning need till he could no longer deal with it and came crawling to his bed! He chuckled, sighing and biting his lower lip at the thought of Jungkook beneath him,his body crashing and whimpering from his need for him! Him and nobody else.
Not that stupid woman who can't obviously satisfy Jungkook's hunger for sex. Soon..very soon Jeon Jungkook would be on his feet and bed!
As the door of his office opened,Seojoon barged in,his brows raised and a faint smirk smeared across his mouth." You're terrifying your staff again!" he jested,moving closer." Your secretary looked ready to throw herself off the roof!"
The man softly smiled in a dangerous, inexpiable way." Good! Fear is useful."Taehyung lisped viscously." That should teach them not to fuck up my deals."
" You're being a little harsh. It was an honest mistake. Could happen to anyone." Seojoon attempted to defend the staff but Taehyung casually dismissed him.
" I won't tolerate childish mistakes in my company. If you can't handle pressure,go home."
Seojoon carefully studied him from head to toe, reaching the conclusion it wasn't the deal that caused his frustration but something entirely different. " Are you lashing out on your employees because you haven't seen a certain someone for days?"
Taehyung threw a bombastic side eye filled with hostility. Was he so transparent? He should definitely work on that or his plan would backfire." Cut it out, smart ass. We nearly lost the deal to expand to the US because of one idiot's stupidity. It's got nothing to do with Jungkook."
Seojoon loomed up, sitting on the edge of the desk,hands stuffed in his pockets, lifting a brow." Never said it was Jungkook." he prodded,gaze fixed on his friend.
Taehyung huffed in annoyance, grimacing and turned towards the window." Not in the mood for your games. Go pick on someone else."
" You know.." Seojoon began saying." with everything that happened the last few days our investigation has supplanted. So instead of spending your time scolding the staff and thinking with your dick,you should focus on your mission. Just saying, buddy." He waggled his shoulders, expecting an outburst.
However, Taehyung didn't snap. He remained calm, dawdling out the window,his gaze fixed on nothing specific.Seojoon was right.
Somehow between the company's problems and his growing obsession with Jungkook,he had lost his purpose."Have we made any progress? Any useful leads?"
" We're still working on it. Bae is doing a background check on the two ghost companies, trying to dig some dirt but they've got their asses covered. I'm trying to track down Taehyn's close friend..a Cho Geun. They were classmates. Maybe he knows something."
" Well,have you found him?"
" Nope. After graduation he left Seoul. I assumed he went back home to Naju but all I got from his parents was that he was abroad. They weren't willing to share more."
" They're hiding something." Taehyung concluded,his eyes moving left and right.
" Or they're scared."
" Of what? If Cho is not involved in anything illegal,they've got nothing to fear. Unless.." he paused, rubbing his jaw." that boy knows more and he's hiding."
" I'll pay them another visit." Seojoon proposed, tapping his right foot on the shiny floor.
" No. Tell the men to tail them. Monitor their moves. Bugs their phones. I need results asap. Eventually they'll have to contact their son."
"Let's hope you're right or we'll be chasing ghosts again!" Seojoon removed his hands from his pockets and slowly walked to the door. Before leaving he paused,turned around,bugged out and spoke. " So..have you decided how to handle Jungkook? Because you're losing it!"
Taehyung with his gaze glued out the window smirked." I've got a plan."
" I'm even afraid to ask!" Seojoon retorted,barking out a laugh that didn't seem to bother his friend and making headway to the door,he left.
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Jungkook was at his usual place, serving drinks and smiles to the drunken customers behind the bar. Smoke curled in sluggish tendrils through the dark air and the neon lights added to the mystical atmosphere. The younger was moving with grace,sleeves rolled up to his elbows,his tattoos clearly visible,the thin cotton of his shirt clinging to his skin. He was wiping a glass,fingers oddly shaking when he sensed it. A presence.
Not just any presence.
Taehyung.
He pranced inside the club with his usual dominant grace,his expensive,black, tailored suit outlining the perfection of his fit body and the slow, delicate rolling of his hips,causing Jungkook's breath to hitch and blocks of sweat to appear on his forehead. He avoided lifting up his eyes,scared they might show his thundering emotions and the relentless beating of his heart.
But Taehyung's presence seemed like a forceful invasion to his senses. He gulped,bit his lower lip, letting out a sigh then gritted his teeth in annoyance – on how that man made his heart explode and focused on stacking glasses, ignoring his skin burning and the drumming of his head.
Seojoon was with him again. Walking by his side and the stinging in his chest intensified his irritation. Jungkook liked Seojoon hyung but somehow felt uncomfortable seeing them together. He bit his lower lip so hard his piercing hurt.
Taehyung clearly saw the shifting in the younger's attitude. The hidden looks,the biting of his succulent lips,the undeniable tension masked behind indifference and smirked from ear to ear. It was obvious how he influenced the younger and his longing for him produced shivers down his spine.
" Thirsty tonight, buddy?" Seojoon teased him standing next to him, giving him a tap on the shoulder while a waiter was leading them to his usual spot across the bar. It gave Taehyung the best view of his brat working.
Taehyung let out a low chuckle while sitting and folding his long legs under the table." I might be." he murmured,voice laced with velvet smoothness,his eyes darker than usual while studying Jungkook with profound intensity.
Seojoon handed him a glass of whiskey and laughed,shaking his head." Drink this to satisfy your thirst for now. Later,you can squeeze your boy's juices- if he lets you."
" You're being a dick, Seojoon."
" Stating facts,Tae. I think he'll turn you down like always." He was being a tease just because he wanted to see how far his friend was willing to go to have Jungkook in his bed. Not to mention his plan was childish.
Seduction my ass! He should tell him he had the hots for him, ask him out on a date like a normal person and try to win him, not play with fire!
" Wanna bet he will?"
" You certainly sound positive."
" Told you my plan will work."
Seojoon huffed at his friend's certainty although he had some reservations. Jungkook didn't seem like the type of guys Taehyung was accustomed to dealing with. He preferred his boy toys more submissive and less bratty. "Jungkook isn't your ideal type. You're used to boys and girls running after you like obedient puppies,serving your every need. You think you can tame him?"
Taehyung cropped up an eyebrow, slowly taking a sip of his whiskey." I'll have him wrapped around my little finger till the end of the month to the point he'll be begging me!"
Seojoon slurched back in his chair, stretching his left leg." More like wrapped around your..dick?" He burst out laughing which Taehyung didn't find amusing at all.
" Shut the fuck up,moron. But yeah!"
" Never crossed your mind to ask him out on a date? Flirt? Send him flowers? Chocolates? Normal stuff."
" My brat is not an ordinary man. He won't fall for that sweet approach."
" And you thought with the few ounces of brain you have that tormenting him will bring results?" Seojoon cocked his head to the right side and continued." I'm afraid he's gonna use you as a punching bag,buddy!"
Taehyung tapped his foot on the floor, knitting his brows together." I've got the thing he needs most."
" Mind sharing it?"
" A cock that will make him go down to his knees. Make him scream and moan under me.It will ensure his total and undeniable submission."
His friend's jaw dropped as it wasn't the answer he was expecting. Kim Taehyung was a fucken lunatic! There was no question about it!
Across the tables,behind the bar Jungkook's hand was trembling so much that the glass he was holding slipped between his fingers,shattering on the floor. Jimin gave him one of those' be careful ' looks and moved to the other side to fetch a few bottles of vodka. The moment he caught a glimpse of Taehyung approaching,he stayed put. Things were about to become interesting!
Jungkook cursed under his breath for his carelessness, hurriedly bending down to gather the broken pieces, irritated by the apparent but unwanted flushing of his cheeks. When he straightened up, throwing the pieces in the bin and wiping his hands on a towel there he was!
Kim Taehyung was standing way too close, casually leaning against the counter, stirring the glass of whiskey in his hand,a smug grin clung to his lips." You look..tense." he snorted in a whisper,low enough only for Jungkook to hear. His voice tugged along the younger 's spine but his expression maintained his coldness."Rough night..babe?"
Jungkook's face scowled, depicting his fake irritation because deep inside he was getting a kick out of it and Taehyung answered back with a smile– lazy and unbothered, swirling the whiskey in his glass. And out of the blue,he slowly and purposely licked his bottom lip,eyes piercing Jungkook's body like sharp needles.
The younger 's throat worked in a dry swallow. His palms grew clammy and his heart was hammering in his chest. The worst of all was the intense dizziness throbbing in his head.
He was burning inside. He couldn't take his eyes off of his lips and despite his efforts to mask his growing need, Taehyung could read him like an open book.
" You should loosen up." Taehyung hunched over,closer than before and Jungkook's nostrils flared at his manly, intoxicating scent, nearly passing out." Wouldn't want you to break something else.. babe."
The younger 's fingers clutched on his pants,his knuckles turning white and although he wanted to serve him a witty reply,the words weren't coming out. Plus that ' babe' from his lips sounded so fucken good. His vision blurred for a moment and he choked a moan in his throat.
Taehyung deliberately trailed his index finger along his tattooed forearm and Jungkook shivered. When the older abruptly pulled back with a taunting smile,set his glass down and simply walked away Jungkook stood there like a marble statue, breathing hard,his entire body hooked in an everlasting carnal desire.
He was hard- rock hard. His throbbing cock was suffocating inside his tight pants,thumping with a need so profound it made him grab the edge of the counter so as not to collapse. If he had gotten so hard from just a simple look or a faint touch what would happen if they were actually in bed together? Naked and tangled? Fucking like hungry beasts?
" Oh boy! Oh dear lord! I'm losing my shit!"
Taehyung had planted the seed of lust. And Jungkook was already entangled in his web.
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The next night Jungkook was sincerely trying to work. Concentrate on serving drinks and chatting with customers like every night yet his mind was filled with Taehyung's face,his burning touch,his enchanting eyes,making one mistake after the other. Instead of fixing a Negroni he made a Martini. Someone ordered a Bloody Mary and got a Moscow mule.
Thankfully Jimin was present to clean up his mess, serve the right drinks and save his ass. He kept his mouth shut and avoided questioning him because Jungkook's professionalism was outstanding and him fucking up meant one thing.
He was deeply disturbed.
The younger stalked the inside of the bar like it owed him money, fetching bottles, scrubbing the counter, bringing ice,sighs pouring from his lips from time to time, about to snap. He knew what he didn't want. He knew Kim was a pain in the butt. He knew staying out of trouble was the best possible choice but that little devil inside his head that always messed up his life,was repeatedly provoking him.
He threw sideways glances at the table across the bar where Taehyung and Seojoon were sitting again, drinking and looking so effortlessly comfortable with each other's company. The same tiny stinging in his chest– one he detested, warned him not to overthink. Not to go there. They were friends, business partners.. Taehyung had the tendency of banging younger boys and girls, accustomed to using only his ' lower head'. SeoJoon was way too old for his tastes. What was he even thinking?
And why the fuck did he care? What was his fucken problem? Lie.. he was provocatively flirting with Jungkook and didn't appreciate Taehyung doing it with anyone else even if that was Seojoon. The moment the thought crossed his mind,he huffed at how ridiculous it sounded. They were friends. Friends enjoy each other's company.
His eyes darted away, huffing, annoyed with himself,his lips curled into a scornful tease and pretending to ignore the man who made his blood boil,he continued his work.
He hardly noticed the constant beeping in his apron pocket but it kept insisting. He cursed through his teeth,pulled it out and froze. He wasn't in the mood to answer but he knew he couldn't avoid it forever. Eventually they were bound to talk. He sneaked out of the bar and found a quiet corner to talk to the only person he should want to talk to but avoided like the plague.
" Hi,babe! It's so good to hear your voice! Am I disturbing you? Are you working?" the familiar voice asked, sweet and velvet.
" I'm..busy." He rubbed his temple and hated lying to her.
" I'm coming back on Saturday. Will I see you? I've missed you so much,baby!"
Jungkook,perhaps for the first time in his life,felt the need to cry his heart out. Guilt was clawing him and for now he couldn't see a way out of the fucken mess he had successfully created."Saturday is a definite no. Too much work at the club."
" Sunday then?" Aespa insisted, totally oblivious to the thunderstorm drumming in the boy's heart.
" No.. I'm sorry.. Let's leave it for Monday.. yeah Monday." Jungkook had five days to put his thoughts in order,decide how to handle it but above all calm the fuck down!