Chapter 11

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Taehyung's POV

Jungkook was already under the bed sheets when I entered our room. The fact that he didn’t even look at my way for once angered me like hell.

When I got under the sheets, I was instantly hit with his amazing scent. What kind of shower gel he uses? The scent was more than enough to turn on any man in this world. I lost all my control right then and there.

I started kissing his neck and shoulder with some occasional nipps. He tasted so good, I wanted to be inside him.

"You smell so good love. I want to be buried so deep inside you, you won’t be able to walk for a week."

As he didn’t protest to my actions, I started to take off his night wear. I could feel his soft skin shiver under my touch but couldn’t see his face as I had already turned all the lights off.

As I was going down his collarbone, suddenly I heard him whisper "Please....don’t. Anything else but not this."

Nevertheless, I continued to explore his body with kisses on his lips this time.

"Don't deny me, Jungkook. YOU ARE MINE."

Just as I reached below and buried my head between his thighs, he whispered

"Please... Taehyung... I don’t wa...nt to.." he moaned when my lips met his dick.

I could hear his sob and it hit like millions of trucks had just run over me.

Getting up, I lit up the lights instantly and saw him clutching the bedsheet over his petite body so protectively that it made me a little guilty.

He shifted a bit uncomfortably when I sat down on my knees on the bed right before him.

Cupping his tear strained face, I wiped away the waters. But he kept his eyes down, which angered me to no end.

Making him look in to my eyes, I said with a clenched jaw "DON'T YOU DARE IGNORE ME, BOY....EVER."

Jungkook nodded his head but didn’t say anything.

He started to cry again. I hugged him close but he tried to resist me.

I give his butt a tight squeeze and he started to cry out his eyes more in my neck.

I had fallen for you a long time ago love, even before you knew me. Why won't you just listen to me???

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