His Obsession ➸ Taekook ✓

- Thirty-eighth -

Jeongguk climbed the stairs, his hand firmly in Taehyung's as he walked ahead. They soon reached the floor above the casino. The singer had overlooked it the first time, but this place really did look like an enormous flat, much bigger than Taehyung's and his combined. It was a real demonstration of Kim Taehyung's wealth and power. Yet Jeongguk preferred his other flat. It was more intimate, warmer. It made you want to spend your weekend there, wrapped up in a blanket with a hot chocolate in your hands, watching a movie. And preferably all in the gangster's arms.

Taehyung wasted no time in making his way over to the wide sofa, where he dropped onto it and pulled Jeongguk with him, settling him on his lap. Jeongguk had to hold on to his shoulders to keep his balance, and the gangster's smirk made him blush like a poppy. Hadn't he done enough for one day? His poor little heart couldn't take much more. And his heartbeat quickened even more when Taehyung secured his hands on his hips.

"You're adorable when you blush like that, dove." Taehyung whispered in his ear, making the singer shiver.

This remark earned him a punch on the shoulder, and the gangster couldn't contain a little laugh, which made Jeongguk's heart skip a beat. Taehyung had a beautiful laugh. When it was sincere, and not mocking or haughty, it was truly magnificent. Jeongguk could listen to that laugh for hours. It made him smile.

Little by little, he was discovering the gangster's real face. Not the proud, calculating man he always made himself out to be, but the real Taehyung, the one he only seemed to show to those he trusted. And Jeongguk was happy to know that he was now one of them.

"S-Stop it..." muttered Jeongguk. "If you keep this up, my cheeks will end up red for the rest of my life..."

The gangster didn't answer immediately, his piercing gaze riveted on the cheeks in question, and he untied one of his hands from his waist to caress his lovely cheekbones.

"Hm, I wouldn't complain... My queen."

And just as Taehyung had predicted, Jeongguk blushed even more and turned to hide. Well, tried to, because the gangster wouldn't have let him hide such a cute reaction for the world.

"You seem to like the nickname. More than "dove", in any case..."

"I-I like them both..." Murmured the singer in response, without daring to look into his lover's eyes. "That's just, they're embarrassing..."

"Why?"

Jeongguk bit his lip, under Taehyung's intense gaze. He always felt so small in his arms, even though their height difference wasn't huge.

"Nobody ever used nicknames like that for me. My mother used to call me 'princess', but... that was because she thought I was Hyuna. That never been for me."

"So that's going to change." Taehyung replied confidently. "Because you're mine now. You're destined to stay by my side, and I intend to let the whole world know it. If I'm the king, then you're my queen."

Jeongguk thought he couldn't get any redder, but apparently he was wrong. And he was not done yet. Because Taehyung let his gaze travel over his face, before moving down his body, passing from adoration, to fascination, to deep lust. He began to caress his hips, biting his lip, and Jeongguk found him so sexy he shivered. He loved sweet Taehyung, but dominant Taehyung was still his weak point.

"Hm, you look really beautiful in that dress, dove... Even though all I want to do now is rip it off you..."

"I-It cost too much for that, you idiot..."

The gangster's provocative little smile intensified, as did his caresses.

"So you'd take it off for me?"

Jeongguk bit his lip with a smile as Taehyung's eyes locked with his, full of lust. He loved the way the gangster looked at him. More than just an object of desire, it made him feel beautiful. And that was so important to him. He nodded gently, much to Taehyung's delight.

"All right, but first, I'd like to try something else..."

The gangster frowned, but let go of the singer's waist when he felt he wanted to leave his embrace. His frown turned to surprise when he saw Jeongguk leave the sofa and kneel between his legs. Didn't need to be a genius to guess what the singer had in mind, and Taehyung felt himself harden just thinking about it. And his excitement only intensified when Jeongguk rested his head on his knee, looking up at him with his big doe eyes.

"Where's my innocent little dove...?"

Jeongguk ignored his question, making himself small and adorable between the gangster's legs, his lips forming a pout.

"Do I have the right, Sir?" he asked innocently, despite the obscenity of his innuendo.

Taehyung threw back his head, the nickname breaking down the last barrier of his rationality. Jeon Jeongguk would kill him one day, he was sure of it.

"Do what please you, baby boy..."

Jeongguk beamed an adorable little smile, in stark contrast to what he intended to do. He quickly unbuttoned the gangster's trousers, already feeling the hardness of his erection. Deep down, he was proud of the effect he had on him.

That pride was quickly replaced by surprise, and a great deal of lust when he released Taehyung's member, it rising up in front of his eyes. He'd never seen it so close, and his cock now seemed much bigger than before.

Jeongguk licked his lips.

Under Taehyung's intense gaze, he slowly approached the pulsating member, around which he had wrapped his hand. He locked his gaze in the gangster's and licked his cock obscenely, starting at the bottom and working his way up, drawing a sigh of satisfaction from Taehyung. He did it again with his tip, giving little licks, at once adorable and horribly sexy.

Taehyung was on the verge of ramming his cock down his throat, trying as he might to control his dominating side.

"Sir, don't hold back..." Jeongguk suddenly said, as if reading his thoughts.

Taehyung ran a hand through the singer's long black hair, stroking it tenderly as he continued to lick his tip hungrily.

"Are you sure about this? You know I like it rough..."

"That's what makes sex with you so intense."

That's all it took for Taehyung to grab hold of his hair and suddenly thrust his cock into the singer's mouth. Jeongguk opened his mouth wide to make sure he didn't choke, the gangster wasting no time in pounding the back of his throat, driving his cock deep inside, grunting like an animal.

Taehyung felt so good. Jeongguk's warm, wet mouth, his throat tightening around his tip, his tongue sliding along his member. And above all, that obscene expression on the singer's face, who had closed his eyes, concentrating solely on the member in his mouth.

Jeon Jeongguk was a sin. But Taehyung had never tasted one so sweet.