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╰┈─➤ 『 09. 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 』
"hands off me, now," taehyung growled and pushed the mafia boss away from him, who just let out a low, mocking chuckle, "easy there, detective kim," jungkook grinned, "seems like you still need to know what it means to follow rules."
rolling his dark eyes, taehyung stepped away from the man, "stop talking nonsense," he replied with a monotonous voice, "you're out of prison, because you're needed for a serial killer case. nothing more, nothing less. you don't have any type of control here, just so you know."
jungkook clicked his tongue, "you're really naive, if you actually think that, darling," he said and stepped closer towards the other again, "you're in my house with my men standing all around it. there's not even one possibility for you to leave again. i have weapons in every single corner of this mansion, i know it like the back of my hand. detective, i could just kill you without you having any chance to escape. so, in conclusion, you are under my control."
taehyung stayed silent, not moving an inch even when the mafia boss stood right in front of him with their lips almost brushing against each other. a smirk took place on his lips, "you do realize, that i'm a detective and have a gun with me all the time, right? oh, and how about the tazer i carry with me as well? jeon, just beause i'm in your house it doesn't mean i'm defenseless and you can just control me. that's not how it works."
"but it does, detective," jungkook faked a sweet smile and if possible leaned even closer, feeling each other's warm breath, "you can try to resist as much as you want, but in the end we both know i'd win."
the detective unintentionally fluttered his eyes shut at their close proximity and jungkook couldn't help the smirk taking over his lips, "because the villain always wins, darling," he whispered and let his lips brush against taehyung's, feeling the male's breath hitch in his throat. "get used to it," he teased taehyung, while letting his hand wander down to the detective's belt. "you don't have any type of authority here," jungkok continued, fingers wrapping around the gun in its holder, before slowly pulling it out.
"and i will gladly remind you every day that i'm the one controlling you from now on, you're going to do whatever i tell you and you won't even think about disobeying me, am i understood, darling?" he kept on mumbling against taehyung's lips, while using his free hand to run it through the man's hair in his nape, before harshly pulling it back. a silent gasp left taehyung at this, his throat on full display for the other who just grinned, "i asked, am i understood?"
while jungkook waited for an answer, he pushed the gun into the back pocket of his pants. his rough hand moved back down to the detective's thigh, letting his fingertips brush over the covered skin. "what would your colleagues say? seeing the usually so serious and calm detective kim taehyung so quiet and obedient. . .so submissive," the mafia boss mocked him, his hand wandering to the pocket of taehyung's slacks and grabbing the tazer out of it.
he chuckled lowly, his hot breath now hitting against the man's neck, "i'm still waiting for an answer and i don't really like to repeat myself," he said lowly as he pressed his lips against the man's throat. taehyung's breath was shaky, his legs wobbling just the slightest at the sudden touch, "hm? come on, darling, don't make me mad, will ya?"
taehyung was way too far gone already and couldn't help the quiet breath of pleasure leaving him, hands lifting itself up to jungkook's hair to roughly pull him even closer. "darling," the mafia boss' deep voice warned him and the detective felt shivers crawling him up when he got pushed against a wall once again, "i won't ever disobey you," he managed to whisper.
"good," jungkook growled, before he harshly pressed his lips against the other's neck again and started to suck on the unmarked skin. a moan left taehyung at this, mind clouded from pleasure.
he couldn't even comprehend what just happened.
all he knew was that it felt so so good to have the criminal's mouth on his skin.
jungkook's manly scent filled his nose and the only thing taehyung was able to do was wanting more of it. another gasp left him at the feeling of the mafia boss' lips sucking on his neck so passionately, his head leaning against the wall behind him.
god, he wanted more. so much more.
he didn't know what he was doing. something was screaming at him to stop this and push jungkook away, but another voice kept telling him the opposite. and fuck, this wasn't even allowed.
a detective and a goddamn mafia boss, who should be in prison.
all taehyung felt was pure bliss. the other's calloused hands squeezing his waist almost possessively made him bite down onto his bottom lip to stop any sounds that dared to leave him.
jungkook smirked against the man's neck; his plan worked perfectly. he could feel taehyung's fists clutching onto his shirt as he grazed his teeth over the hickey he created. he pulled away again, moving his thumb over his lip as he observed the detective whose eyes were hooded, lip bleeding from biting onto it too hard and a thin coat of sweat on his skin, "aren't you such a mess, hm?" he murmured.
taehyung stayed silent, panting heavily, while he tried to process the things that happened just now. and for the love of all that's holy; he was fucked.
