Loving The Wrong Man (SD) ➸ Taekook ✓

- Seventeenth -

Taehyung closed the front door behind him, took off his shoes and crossed the corridor, following the voices he could vaguely hear from the entrance. He reached the living room, where he found Jungkook sitting on the sofa, quietly watching a film on the TV. He threw his bag onto one of the armchairs in the room, suddenly attracting the teenager's attention.

"Shit, you scared me!" Jungkook exclaimed, putting a hand over his heart.

Taehyung laughed at the sight. It had to be said, Jungkook was looking really cute at the moment: he'd swapped his school clothes for a looser t-shirt and shorts, and his hair was a bit of a mess. He had the trace of the cushion on his right cheek, and his eyes were a bit sleepy. And the expression on his face... he was pouting, and it was by far the most adorable sight in the world for Taehyung.

"Sorry, sorry..." he huffed, coming to sit beside the boy.

He sighed as he dropped onto the sofa. He was so exhausted, his work was really starting to weigh on him. He was glad to be home at last.

"Isn't your mom here?" he asked Jungkook as he got rid of his tie.

The teenager shook his head negatively.

"No, she left you a note on the kitchen table, saying she had a business dinner that had been arranged at the last minute."

"Oh, well..."

In all honesty, it suited Taehyung. He was frankly tired, and didn't particularly want to have to deal with Soyoon's mood swings.

The thirty-year-old's tiredness was not missed by Jungkook, who was giving him sidelong glances. Should he take the chance? He hesitated a little, not really wanting to suffer another rejection. But on the other hand... he had seen the other day, at the Kim Corporation, that Taehyung was clearly on the verge of cracking... He had even called him 'kitten' again...

Wanting to try his luck, Jungkook gently moved closer to Taehyung, and came over to gently stroke his torso, resting his head against his chest.

"Are you tired, Daddy?" Jungkook asked him in a small voice.

Taehyung's gaze immediately fell on the teenager, who was staring at him with his big doe eyes.

Shit, he's so cute...

"Jungk-"

"Noooo, Daddy..." Jungkook whined.

Taehyung sighed, and continued to watch the boy silently. Seeing that he wasn't pushing him away, Jungkook decided to go a little further, moving his hand slowly down towards the thirty-year-old's crotch. When his hand came to rest on his member, he felt a shiver of pleasure run through Taehyung.

"It's just you and me tonight, Daddy. Let me take care of you..."

Taehyung licked his lower lip, his dark gaze still fixed on the boy.

"Please, Daddy?" Jungkook begged him in a tiny voice.

"Ah, my kitten... I can't refuse you anything when you ask me like that..."

On hearing this, Jungkook couldn't help but smile with all his teeth, which literally melted Taehyung's heart. He gently caressed the boy's cheek, but soon his fingers changed target, dreamily brushing against the teenager's luscious lips.

"You're so beautiful, baby..."

Jungkook blushed, Taehyung smiling at his adorable reaction.

"R-really?"

"Of course, everything about you is absolutely gorgeous. If you only knew how hard it's been to resist you all this time..."

Without warning, Taehyung put his arm around his waist and pressed his little body against him, causing Jungkook to let out a little moan. He began to stroke his waist, feeling the boy relax under his tenderness.

"Daddy..." sighed Jungkook, as if relieved to finally be in the thirty-year-old's arms.

Taehyung used his other hand to take hold of his chin and straightened his face so that it was only a few millimetres from his own. He could feel the man's warm breath hitting his lips, which he moistened feverishly. Jungkook's gaze was riveted on Taehyung's, wanting only one thing: for them to come and devour him. The desire was clear in the younger man's eyes, and it didn't escape Taehyung.

"Do you want anything, kitten? Tell me, Daddy's ready to give it to you..." he provoked him sensually.

Jungkook couldn't take it anymore, he was far too excited. He loved it when Taehyung talked to him like that. He started rubbing his crotch with his thighs, on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"K-kiss me Daddy, please..."

Taehyung smiled.

"You ask so politely, good boys deserve rewards..."

He didn't wait any longer and slammed his lips against Jungkook's, who surrendered completely to the kiss. The kiss was wild and passionate, Jungkook completely accepting Taehyung's dominance. The thirty-year-old was devouring his lips, licking and biting them without the slightest moderation. Jungkook could feel all the man's frustration in that kiss, and when he felt Taehyung's tongue at the edge of his lips, he immediately opened them, giving him full access. He was immediately invaded by the wet muscle, which came ferociously intertwined with his own. Taehyung sucked his tongue, revelling in the younger man's saliva. It was like a drug to him, he could never get enough. Never.

"Put your tongue out, baby."

Jungkook complied, and Taehyung went at it again, this time with even more fervour. First he licked the top of his tongue, then swallowed it whole with a growl. They went on for a long time, Jungkook moaning every time he felt Taehyung nibble his lips or tongue. It was only when they were completely out of breath that they agreed to separate. But Taehyung's grip on the teenager's hips tightened immediately, preventing him from moving too far away.

He watched silently as Jungkook caught his breath, his face completely flushed and his lips swollen from taking so much. The sight was divine, and Taehyung could barely contain himself. He wanted to throw himself on top of him and fuck him until he passed out. Luckily, he had enough control, otherwise he'd have ruined him completely by now.

"Are you satisfied, baby?" Taehyung asked with a smirk.

Jungkook nodded immediately, his cheeks still rosy. Taehyung then pulled him back against him and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Do you want to do something for me, kitten?"

Jungkook nodded again.

"With words, baby."

"Y-yes, Daddy."

Taehyung licked his lips. Jungkook looked at him with his big doe eyes, discreetly massaging his crotch, even though the thirty-year-old had noticed it long ago. He looked like a child, waiting patiently for the man to give him another order. Taehyung grabbed his hand and put it on his hard member, which he could even feel through his trousers.

"On all fours, now."