Jeon Jungkook is a rich brat feared by everyone - even his teachers. But what happens one day - when the geeky boy - Kim Taehyung makes him apologize to him in front of the whole college?
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Tae stood transfixed. He couldn't hear his boyfriend's words. Taehyung and lap dance? If it wasn't for PJ, Tae wouldn't even know what lap dance really consisted of. And now Jungkook wanted him to do that.
"I – I don't know," Tae bit his lip, his hands falling to his side, "how to do it Kookie. Pleaseee!"
The way Tae uttered the last word – Jungkook had a flashback of Tae back in the university with his backpack. The Tae who only could be seen in library. But that night suit was distracting. Jungkook smirked and told himself.
No, Jungkook. This is not that Tae. This is your boyfriend. Your naughty boyfriend who was challenging you.
Licking his lips, Jungkook shifted in his seat and manspread more.
"Baby, just – move your ass around me, dance around me, grind against my cock, turn me on. Come on now doll."
Doll?
Tae didn't like that. He was already feeling like a girly girl in those clothes. Hearing doll from his boyfriend pissed him off. He wasn't anyone's doll.
"Don't call me that," Tae huffed, "I am no one's doll."
"Watch your tone doll," Jungkook purposely smirked at the last word, "Do you want to limp for a week?"
They both didn't utter a single word for a minute and kept glaring at each other. Now, even Tae was mad. He too wanted to punish but he knew Jungkook was stronger than him. There was no hope for him that night.
Slowly, walking towards Jungkook and moving his body with the music Tae began his game of seduction.
Moving his ass right in front of Jungkook's face, touching his face, tracing his chest, Tae began to move along with the music.
Weirdly, he was enjoying it. He felt like he was the powerful one for a change.
Swaying his hips over Jungkook's cock, Tae buried his fingers in his hair, his eyes closed, like he was drunk. He made sure to not touch Jungkook but keep on swaying in air.
Fuck!
Jungkook groaned and grabbed Tae's waist making him sit on his lap and rub against his boner. When Tae realized that Jungkook had loosen his grip over Tae's waist, he slowly got up again. But Jungkook was quick, he instantly grabbed Tae's wrist who slapped his hand away.
Fuck!
How dare he?
Jungkook pulled Tae so harshly on him that the next thing Tae knew was that he was straddling Jungkook whose face was buried in Tae's neck. Hungrily, he was kissing Tae's neck – the scars that he had left in olden days were getting pampered.
Moving his hand down, Tae began to pinch Jungkook's nipple hard.
Taking advantage of the situation, Jungkook bit hard on Tae's neck too.
