UNDER HIS SPELL { taekook }

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"O-Oh... Uhm.. I'm-.. Oh god.." Jeongguk stammered, convinced perhaps his face was on fire from how hot he felt, blazing in horror at the way his body had taken a physical reaction to his dangerous thoughts of the man pressed before him.

They had done nothing but touch bodies and yet, he had gotten hard, his cock rubbing right against Taehyung's.

This was the worst timing ever. He wanted to vanish from existence right then and there. Begged all kinds of gods to save him. How could his body betray him like this? It was humiliating.

"I'm so s-sorry, hyung, I—"

He was interrupted by a sudden snort, and saw Taehyung struggling to hold in his laughter in front of him. He felt hot under his gaze, and the laugh wasn't exactly helping, so Jeongguk quickly closed his eyes in embarrassment.

"Shit, baby... I turn you on that badly, mm? That it?" He heard Taehyung's voice overlay his dark vision, and once again there was that familiar shivering of his body. Like sparks of electricity trickling down his skin. Just from the mere sound of this man's voice. He bit his lip harder, hoping the pain would numb his humiliation. "Answer me."

Jeongguk then slowly opened his eyes and rubbed his fingers mindlessly against the concrete wall behind him. The air around them was still. There was no point in concealing his thoughts now. He had made himself all too obvious, and was quite literally cornered. He couldn't lie to the man.

"Y-... Yes..."

"Mm."

He inhaled sharply as sudden friction rubbed against his crotch, igniting his erection even further. With widened eyes Jeongguk watched Taehyung's blank face, void of expression, while he grinded their crotches together gently. When Jeongguk mewled out a rather submissive whine, the older was quick to reach up and cover his mouth.

"Be quiet."

Jeongguk blinked back at him with his big eyes and nodded slowly, brows furrowing in ecstasy when Taehyung then continued his motions. He quietly hummed a noise that came out muffled against Taehyung's palm, and the older responded by applying even more force. This then proceeded for a few more seconds until Jeongguk gasped out, feeling a bulge press back against his crotch.

He... Did he just make Taehyung hard?

Somehow he felt as though he'd just achieved something big. Of course, it wasn't like he had forgotten that night when he had gotten a taste of him. Sucked him off at the karaoke booth. The flavor was something sweeter than any candy, more pungent than any lime. It was something Jeongguk preferred not to think about right now, lest he risked popping a bigger erection recalling Taehyung's moans in that moment. But already he was so undeniably hard. What would be the harm in letting those alluring thoughts linger in his head just a little bit?

"Fucking hell..." Taehyung grunted, his powerful gaze burning into Jeongguk. "I want to fuck you so bad, Jeon."

Jeongguk could feel his heart springing, threatening to burst through his chest. It was a feeling he wasn't used to, something fluttery and bubbly yet retained a thunderous pressure inside of him. It might prove to be dangerous, letting out a gurgling force like such. Seojun had never even spoken to him like that. So firm, dominant, with such raspiness scratching at the throat. It was thrilling. Jeongguk loved it. He paused for a moment, processing the older boy's words. He wanted to fuck him. Kim Taehyung wanted to fuck him. The idea of it itself felt sinful to even think about. But why was it so enticing?