UNDER HIS SPELL { taekook }

二 ; ０８

Jeongguk sat there, cock bulged against his underwear, and Taehyung's calmed dick still in his hand.

"You're hard, aren't you?" Taehyung's husky voice rang in his ears, and Jeongguk instinctively gulped.

"N-No..." he mumbled while gently letting go of the male's large shaft. Taehyung looked at him as though he were suppressing a laugh, then reached to tuck himself back into his boxers and sit up.

"Oh yeah...? Then come here." He tapped the spot beside him on the couch, and Jeongguk hesitated before moving from the rug and onto the cushioned furniture. He then looked away as he felt Taehyung eyeing the obvious bulge in his pants. "Hm... So you are hard."

Jeongguk didn't respond, instead pretended to watch the television, then flinched when Taehyung suddenly moved to close in the distance between them.

"Want me to help with that?" He heard that ridiculously sexy voice ask him, but Jeongguk didn't want to stop being stubborn.

"No.." he murmured, resisting the urge to touch himself with all his might. It's not like he didn't want Taehyung to shove him down and fuck his brains out, but in all honesty he was a little bit curious to see how Taehyung would handle someone saying no to him. It was obvious that not many people did, after all.

And although they'd already discussed what the Acre guy, Woosik, mentioned about Taehyung and the guy's sister, Jeongguk wanted to at least arrive at a more solid conclusion. To decide whether he believed Taehyung or not, without mindlessly confiding on his every word.

"No..?" Taehyung hummed, once again tempting the boy with his lips. "You don't want me to touch you?"

Jeongguk paused for a moment, gaze remaining on the television (although really, he had no idea what it was he was watching as he was paying no real attention to it), and then shook his head.

"No.." he repeated, surprised he had spoken firmly and not shakily.

He expected Taehyung to try and persuade him, to coax him with his charms, or maybe throw a fit or get offended, even. But whatever it was that he did, Jeongguk knew that he wouldn't get away with saying no to the older. And yet, rather than any outburst the younger had imagined in his head, Taehyung only gazed at him for a moment, glanced at his lips every now and then, and retreated back to the spot he was seated at previously.

"Well.." He crossed his arms and sighed quietly. "Okay. I won't touch you, then."

Jeongguk's eyes broadened, and he turned to look at Taehyung in bewilderment.

Okay...? Just okay? He really wouldn't try anything to make Jeongguk change his mind?

"W-Well... Well good, then.." Jeongguk said with a light clear of his throat. He really did not expect such a cool and calm response; but if he were to be honest, he felt so much more comfortable now that he knew Taehyung wouldn't force him into doing anything—that he still respected boundaries, it seemed.

"Mhm.." Taehyung hummed, then pushed his feet out over the couch. "But..."

Jeongguk glanced at him. "But?"

"You should take care of that boner. And if you won't let me help you, then do something about it yourself."

His eyes were staring directly at him, and under his gaze Jeongguk felt himself heating up again. "A-Ah.. Right. Okay.." he swallowed his saliva. "Um, where-... where's the bathroom?"