Drown Me In Pleasure | Vkook

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Lessons go by just like the first. From now and then, Taehyung will answer to his questions, sometimes to the unnecessary remarks, but most of the time he only smiles and heads off. Jungkook is growing even more frustrated every day.

It was so fucking easy the first and second day. Taehyung was allowing him to tease and touch—kind of. Now, even if he tries to make conversation about the weather, Taehyung will only snort and look away, be it to a book or something else. Everything and anything is more important than Jungkook. Fucking ridiculous if you ask him. The old guys is basically being granted expensive candy (Jungkook) and he's refusing to try it.

It is because of this bitterness that Jungkook tells Taehyung every lesson costs fifty dollars. By the end of the first week, he already has $250 bucks to save. Of course, it doesn't last long, because Hoseok and he waste it on cheap beer and pop-tart boxes that end up tasting like shit. It's a good life.

The second week, while Jungkook sits and watches the rest of the kids and teens play with the boards, he catches a glimpse of Taehyung and his daughter playing by the shore. He sits up straighter, in order to get a better look.

If it's even possible, Taehyung looks twice as tasty. His wet hair adds a whole new look and level of sexiness. His torso is way too well defined, it basically pleads for Jungkook to lick it up and fill it with marks. Jungkook groans, leaning back on his chair, not wanting to see the man that has made the last week impossible.

"Hey!" one of the kids in the water suddenly yells. Jungkook ignores him. If the boy is drowning, then that's the lifeguard's job. "Can you help me get on the board! Please?" Jungkook sighs, watching the kid from behind his shades.

He's about to say no, but suddenly a thought comes to his head. Taehyung is in the water, right beside this annoying kid.

Maybe it's a sign.

"Sure!" he calls back, already standing up and throwing everything off. There is a possibility that he added more of a sway to his hips, and he might have flipped his hair to the side. This whole "sexy aspect" goes to waste the moment he enters the freezing water.

He curses—loudly, making the kids burst out laughing. Even if he doesn't look directly at Taehyung and Kyungmi, he can feel those four eyes staring his way. He wanted Taehyung to eye fuck him, but not like this. He looks like a fish, with the way his cheeks are puffed as he enters the water.

"Hi Jungkook!" he hears Kyungmi call out. The boy looks over and waves as if he's fine, as if the cold ocean isn't murdering his dick. The moment his eyes land on her father, the coldness melts away. From up close, Taehyung is even more beautiful. He raises his eyebrows, sending Jungkook a look. Jungkook's not sure what exactly it means, but he does know he wouldn't mind seeing it again; eyebrows furrowed, lips tucked and cheeks hollow.

"Hello, Mr. Kim!" he winks while also helping the tiny boy onto the surfboard. Taehyung is already getting pulled by Kyungmi, forcing the two adults to stand close to each other. As soon as they're face to face, Jungkook leans over the board. "How are you doing this fine, morning, sir?"

Taehyung rolls his eyes while grabbing a bit of water with his hands and letting it fall over Kyungmi's head, making her whine. "It's two in the afternoon, Jungkook."

Huh.

"Well, how are you doing this fine afternoon?"

"Fine."

Mother fucker. Jungkook pokes his tongue against the inside of his cheek with annoyance. He's pretty sure one of his eyebrows twitches as well. It's impossible talking to this guy, but there is no way he's giving up. He roams his eyes down the older man's chest, not really caring if it's obvious. Besides, it's not like he's trying to hide the fact that he wants to fuck. If Kyungmi wasn't here, he would already have asked to suck his dick.