The "𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔡" and The "𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢"

19. The Locker Room ( Pt.2 )

"On. Your. All. Fours."

My trembling feet move their way up to the bench and I slowly put my hands down, supporting my knees, with the position. Taehyung comes closer, behind me and moves his hand over my back and then to my boxers, sliding them down.

I gasp.

Taehyung covers my mouth with his hand. "Ssh. You won't speak until I tell you to. Just do as I say. Now look in the mirror."

I turn my head to the side and meet Taehyung's eyes, in the mirror. Dark. Aggressive. Fierce. He's caressing my asscheeks with a smirk on his face and it is giving me chills in the hot summer.

My eyes widen when I see Taehyung's hand go down between my legs. He's caressing my bottom. "Fuck, You're so wet" A finger slides inside my hole, slowly ripping me apart and my head leans back, eyes closing, at the feel of it.

"Look. In. The. Mirror."

The commanding tone has me obeying everything. I open my eyes and try to keep them that way but my vision gets blurry and I can't focus on anything except for the craving rising inside me to feel him. Inside me.

A moan escapes my mouth, leaving it hung when Taehyung inserts one more finger inside me. Oh God.

I can feel myself already flowing as his fingers work their way into me. I can resist no more. My hips are now in motion. Slowly, back and forth, moving themselves and gripping him to feel the touch inside.

"You like it?", he asks, panting heavily, increasing the pace.

"Y-yeah-", the words automatically fall out of my mouth. Just when I'm about to reach the peak of arousal, is when he withdraws his fingers out of me and I let out a dissatisfied cry. "Ahh Taehyung-"

My knees never felt any weaker. I look at Taehyung in the mirror, unbuckling his belt. He was aroused enough for me to figure it out even through his pants but then, he slid them down, first. And then, his boxers, too.

My eyes widen and I gasp on seeing his size when it pops out. My attention moves to his lips when he says, "If you want it, beg for it."

Taehyung caresses my butt, leaving me breathless for a few seconds "P-please-", I mutter.

"Hmm, Jungkook? Tell me. What do you want, li'l bully?"

The sound of my name on his lips may be the best thing I'd ever hated. Or, pretended to hate. It was enough to make me beg for loving hell.

"Please- just-", my voice rang in my ears, my speech incomprehensible, full of moans and heavy breaths. "I want you-"

"You do?"

"Uh-hmm."

Taehyung nibs at my earlobe and whispers, "You sure, darling?"

The burning sensation in my stomach is making it hard for me to resist the needs anymore, now when I'm already shattered. "Oh for fuck's sake, FUCK ME ALREADY!"

"That's my boy!", he says. I feel the tip of his length rubbing through me before he slides it inside, leaving me gasping. Taehyung brings his hand to my cheek and bends down to plant soft kisses on my earlobe, reaching to my cheek. He gives me a moment to adjust to his size while his soft gesture calms me down. 

This is the moment when my body gets to feel surreal as Taehyung gradually increases the pace, going down harder and deeper in me. The thought that the pang of ripping apart and feeling wrecked would feel so good was never thought of until now. Felt, rather.

Before I know it, I'm a moaning mess, screaming and whimpering uncontrollably. My senses are ravaged and so are my words, my voice, and my soul.

The room is full of moans and whimpers. Cum drips from my thighs as if I'm having back-to-back orgasms. I feel like I'm about to pass out any moment now. Sweat beads trail down my neck and my knuckles have turned white from gripping the bench.

My vision starts getting blurry as this intense sensation builds up in my stomach and I slowly reach the pinnacle of the pleasure. "T-Taehyung— I am about to come— Ah-"

"Me too, Jungkook", he says. The clouds have surrounded his voice, making it so bold and dangerous.

Taehyung slams hard with each thrust and I'm left breathless. "Uhm—hmph–ahh– Yeah, Jungkook. It's about time-", I hear Taehyung say. And the next thing I know is that he comes hard into me followed by my loud moan from the most explosive orgasm I ever had.

I'm wonderstruck by the afterglow that followed after the deed. Taehyung is still gripping my waist, head down with closed eyes and huffing in his breath. He leans a bit and places a soft kiss on my waist.

I get down from the table, pull my boxers up and sit down on the bench to wear my pants. Meanwhile, after dressing himself up, Taehyung goes out and gets a bottle of water.

"Drink this", he says while offering it to me. "You must be tired" I try not to let him see me blushing but I know from the smug smile on his face that he knows it.

After I take a sip, Taehyung takes the bottle from my hand after and leans down, closing the gap between us. "This is what you get for causing trouble, li'l bully"

His gaze sides down from my eyes to my lips and then back to my eyes. Taehyung winks; and turns to leave the room. I shiver as his words ring in my ears, unable to interpret how to react with a whole lot of questions popping up in my brain.

I ignore the questions and get up to go to the classes, but fail, because of the soreness in my legs. Heck, this is gonna be tough time, now.

I somehow manage to walk out of the room and further while thinking about whatever happened. My cheeks flush but I'm glad there's no one around.

Oh god. Who would've thought that the basketball locker room would be the place where two people would lose their sanity, innocence and even themselves?