FATED

Forbidden

Taehyung sits down on the red leather couch, his eyes fixated on the glass in his boss' hand, the golden brown alcoholic liquid that he's been sipping.

His eyes follows the other's movements, as he sets the glass on the table, unbuttons the first three buttons of his shirt, he lazily rolls up his sleeves. Taehyung remains unaffected as he watches the other stares at him while he runs his hands through his hair.

"You managed to eliminate Park seojun without being caught? And he had...-twelve guards with him? And you killed them too?" Jeongguk reads out from the report, there's photos taken from security footage of what happened, the other smirks, he's impressed as fuck.

"Of course Mr. Kim, you never let me down," Jeongguk laughs, Taehyung hums, his eyes watches the other's flushed cheeks due to him being drunk, he closes the file and throws it on the table.

Taehyung stays rooted on his seat as his boss, stands up, takes a mouthful of the bitter drink and takes long strides towards him. Taehyung is anything but scared.

Jeongguk hooks a finger under his chin, forces him to look up to him as he was staring at the glass table, the mafia boss leans down and presses his lips against the other's lips.

Taehyung gasps because he certainly wasn't expecting the other to do such intimate thing, he was in an arranged marriage with Jennie Kim, Kim Yoongee's only daughter, they've formed alliances.

He feels the warm bitter liquid burning his throat as he's swallowing it. He doesn't fight back, he knows he can't, he doesn't want his life to end just yet.

The other pulls away, grabs the male by his hips and hoists him up, Taehyung bites his lips at the contact, he couldn't look the other in his eyes.

He knows very well that he does not love him like he did. Jeongguk forces him to look at him.

"J-Jeongguk-" Taehyung whispers, his breathing getting slower with every second that passes by, he feels his boss' hands running up and down his thighs.

"Sh, you deserve a reward for being so good everytime," Taehyung whines loudly at that, he doesn't want to stop, he knows that this may be his only chance with the other.

He lets Jeongguk do whatever he pleases, the other rips off his belt, pulls down his pants and boxers. Taehyung shrieks at the sudden man handling.

"So pretty," Jeongguk whispers, he watches Taehyung's hardened cock, how the pretty pink thing was aching to be touched. He strokes the assassin's cock, listening to the moans.

Jeongguk flips him over, naked ass in the air, Taehyung bites his lips as he hears Jeongguk's belt being unbuckled, he shakes in anticipation.

And without warning, lube or preparation, he slams his cock inside Taehyung's tight ass, the other chokes on his own moans, he's crying now, he can't do anything but take it.

Jeongguk moans as Taehyung's tigh heat envelopes his cock, he smirks and starts his assault. Taehyung bites his lips so hard that he's sure that they're bleeding, feeling Jeongguk's cock stretch his virgin asswhole out, makes him want to scream.

With every thrust of Jeongguk's hips, his lithe body jerks forward, the sound of Jeongguk's pelvic bone hitting Taehyung's round fat ass riles him up and only motivates him to fuck him faster, harder and rougher.

"S-slow down-!" Taehyung begs, his pleads go dead in Jeongguk's eyes, he grabs a fistful of Taehyung's hair while the other hand was in the middle of his back to keep him in place.

The other winces at the harsh grip on his hair. Taehyung feels his thighs beginning to shake, he's close.

"Oh fuck- you feel so good," Jeongguk rasps, and that was it took for both males to cum undone

Taehyung had been the one to clean himself up when the older was done. He hated the feeling of not being special to the mafia boss.

He hated the feeling he got after being intimate with his boss everytime. Sure they had done this before but it always felt good to Taehyung.

It was so so wrong for this to happen. He was just a hit man working for the blood ravens, the mafia ran by Jungkook. He was just supposed to do his job and get him money not to fall in love.