Jungkook said again, and couldn’t help but bow his head as the other continued his ministrations, latched onto his nipple bud, tugging with his teeth until Jungkook sobbed from pleasure, one rough palm against the soft skin of his dick, smoothly stroking his sensitive skin and causing him pleasure despite Jungkook's constant cries for him to stop, until he couldn’t take the pressure anymore, and released soft strings of white, his crisp white shirt now stripped with come, and collapsing against the elder's chest.
But Taehyung was not yet done. Jungkook stiffened at the feel of Taehyung's hard dick, the vice grip on his arms hurting as Taehyung pulled him closer, Taehyung’s sultry glare and handsome face reflected in the mirror before them.
“Don’t you think you’ve been a bad boy today? A bad boy that deserves to be punished?”
“I’ve been bad,” Jungkook breathed, and the grip on his wrist loosened, “-Taehyung?”
The elder's gaze became soft. He brushed a strand of hair behind Jungkook's ear. “Stand still.” He said. And Jungkook obeyed.
With him, it’s all Jungkook could do. Too deep in his subspace to feel anything less.
His breath hitched as he heard Taehyung pull his zipper down, one arm still weighing heavily upon Jungkook's shoulder- in the bathroom mirror, Taehyung's gaze was dark, beautiful with his features. He met Jungkook's eyes as he leant closer, his own hand on the dick that had sprung from his pants, so pink and huge even his large hands couldn’t cover it.
Jungkook became still as the other slowly began stroking his dick, then faster, flustering Jungkook as he still kept his sinful gaze on him, dick brushing just against the creak of Jungkook's ass, moaning as he neared completion-
At first a few smatters, Jungkook felt his ass and backside getting streaked with Taehyung's come, his eyes half-lidded as Taehyung kept him in place with his vice-like grip. Not that Jungkook would have dared to move either way. Drops of cum slid down his ass cheeks and Taehyung seemed to relish the view, biting his soft pink lips.
When he finally let go, Jungkook felt hollow inside and limp with shock. Jungkook didn’t remember much except being told to wear his pants again. Taehyung didn’t even allow him to wash up, telling Jungkook he liked the come on his back. But Jungkook was too tired to anyway. He held onto Taehyung's chest, much to the other’s surprise.
“Please,” he said, lips trembling, “don’t leave.”
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Fool Me Twice (TAEKOOK AU)
Fanfiction"You're mine," his BOSS whispered, holding onto Jungkook's chin until their eyes met, "all mine. Do you understand?" *** The rich and handsome CEO of Kim Industries, Kim Taehyung, became interested in the boy who was just a low class secretary under...
