Slave to a King | Jinkook

Forty-Six

"W-we shouldn't do this here." Jin attempted to express himself as Jungkook stripped him naked.

Ignoring Jin's words, Jungkook spread his legs apart and stroked his cock; a moan escaped Jin's lips, but he immediately recovered, pressing his hands against Jungkook's chest. "Let's go to the room, Jungkook; the table is-"

His words were stopped short as Jungkook's lips collided with his, and he thrust two fingers inside him. Jin's hips bucked forward, his chest heaved, and a muffled scream broke out between their kisses as Jungkook spared no time in sliding a third finger inside him.

Jungkook maintained control of their kiss, thrusting his fingers deep into Jin and scissoring his hole, his tongue probing the interior of Jin's mouth, loving his taste as his desire for more intensified and his cock hardened. As he rubbed against Jin on the table, he could feel Jin's erection dripping pre-cum against his stomach.

He started an exploration of Jin's body using his mouth, lips, and tongue to nibble on Jin's neck and progress downwards, eventually reaching Jin's nipples and then moving on to his belly button after a separation of their lips. With each gasp from Jin's lips, the intensity of his sucking on his flesh increased, leaving bite marks wherever his tongue and lips grazed.

"Jungkook, the table-"

"Seokjin, stop!" Jungkook's voice was harsh as he raised his eyes to Jin, controlling the thrust of his fingers.

Jin became quiet, his gaze averted from Jungkook; he was enjoying their night but objected to what Jungkook was attempting to do at the table, but Jungkook did not want him to speak about it. He knew that no one used their table for that purpose and that it was improper and unhygienic. The meal he prepared was still in the vicinity of them-

"By behaving this way, Seokjin, you are spoiling an otherwise great atmosphere."

Jin's gaze was drawn to Jungkook, and he took a long breath to calm his thoughts, "I'm sorry, it's just- Jungkook!" He screamed as Jungkook took his cock into his mouth and his fingers pressed deeper into him.

He pressed his hand against his lips, striving to keep his moans in check, as the rise in pleasure had arrived unexpectedly and was too much for him to bear.

Jungkook's arm moved up and took Jin's palm away from his lips, pressing it against the table in order to hear Jin openly.

"Jungkook!" Jin shouted as the pleasure increased, and he felt as if he were about to burst.

Sucking on Jin and thrusting his fingers into him, Jungkook didn't relent; he maintained a rapid and furious rhythm, intent on having Jin crumble under him.

Jin had no chance against him as the overflow of pleasure curled his toes, and he cried out as he came, his cum soaking the insides of Jungkook's mouth.

Without giving him an opportunity to catch his breath, he was hauled forward, and Jungkook's lips hit him hard, his tongue forcing his lips apart and giving him a taste of his cum.

Jungkook withdrew his fingers from Jin's hole and wrapped his arm around him, lowering him off the table and pulling him onto his lap as he sat in the chair. He massaged his cock and descended Jin onto it, never separating their lips.

Jin broke their kiss as Jungkook's cock filled him; gasping out, he buried his face in the crook of Jungkook's neck.

Jungkook took control of Jin's movements by squeezing his waist and bouncing him up and down his cock, soaking up every moan that escaped Jin's lips.

By pressing his lips on Jungkook's shoulder, Jin bites down, eliciting a groan and a powerful thrust from Jungkook, prompting him to bite further into his shoulder.