Loving The Wrong Man (SD) ➸ Taekook ✓

- Forty-eighth -

Jungkook knelt on the mattress, his lip caught between his teeth, holding back a smile. Soon he felt hands roaming over his bare skin, travelling from his neck to his hips, tracing each of the moles that adorned his milky skin. When they came to rest on his waist, they gripped it tightly, though they continued to draw circles with their thumbs.

"You're so beautiful, my baby..." Taehyung sighed, admiring the boy he towered over.

"Daddy..."

Ah, Taehyung would be lying if he said he didn't miss it. He'd missed that body, that nickname, his uncertain voice when he caressed him sensually. Jungkook was really everything he wanted. And without him, all he felt was an immense emptiness, which only his presence could fill.

Taehyung continued to caress him for a while, seeing the impatience building in the teenager, who was slowly beginning to whimper like a child.

"Daddy..." he complained.

"What's the matter, baby? Tell Daddy what's wrong..."

Jungkook turned around, looking into Taehyung's eyes with his big doe ones. And it was at that moment that the man realised he was doomed. He would never be able to resist that gaze again.

"Make love to me Daddy, please..."

Taehyung bit his cheek, immediately grabbing his hard member and giving it a few strokes before positioning himself at the entrance to the boy's hole.

"As you wish, my love."

He didn't wait any longer and thrust in, causing the boy to cry out in surprise, which quickly turned into a howl of pleasure. Taehyung didn't give him time to adjust, starting to pound in the teenager's poor hole as he tried in vain to contain his moans.

"I've missed you so much, kitten... Taehyung sighed as he buried his face in the back of Jungkook's neck.

He took a deep breath, revelling in the scent he loved more than anything else in the world.

"Get ready baby, I'm not letting you get away today."

Jungkook stifled another moan of pleasure.

"Yes, Daddy."

***

Soyoon turned the key in the lock and pushed the door open with a determined aura. She had every intention of reconciling with Taehyung and putting an end to this ridiculous divorce. Because yes, it was clearly ridiculous. She didn't really know what had gone through his mind, but it had to stop and everything had to go back to the way it was.

Well, the truth is she didn't want to come. In two days, Taehyung had put her through the worst humiliation of her life. She wanted revenge, by ignoring him or ruining him. His mother had even encouraged her, finding Taehyung's behaviour intolerable. But her father was firmly against it. This led to a violent argument between the three of them, but in the end old Jeon managed to convince them that if Taehyung decided to turn against them with this divorce, their family was finished. She had to get him back, at any cost. Even if it meant throwing herself at his feet and begging.

She entered the house, finding it completely silent. She went first to the kitchen, but found no-one there. The living room perhaps? Again, completely empty.

"Taehyung?" she called softly.

She waited a moment, but got no answer. And it was strange, because Taehyung had always made sure he had Sundays off. It was his day of the week, and he refused to spend it anywhere but at home.

"Maybe he's in his office..."

She decided to go there, climbing the stairs slowly. But with every step she took, strange noises reached her ears, more and more distinct. And the more distinct they became, the more they worried her. When she reached the top of the steps, she felt her heart clench, but above all a powerful wave of anger swept over her.

She rushed towards Taehyung's room, ready to storm out screaming, but stopped herself at the last moment.

The cries of pleasure could be heard clearly, filling the whole floor. She couldn't even hear herself think, the moans invading her mind, overwhelming her and drowning her in a flood of negative thoughts.

But what bothered her most was that the voice sounded so familiar. She couldn't say who it belonged to, but she was sure she knew it now. And the very idea drove her mad with rage.

He never wanted to touch me, even his kisses were rare, but this bastard dares to cheat on me with someone I know?!

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as best she could while the screams continued unabated, and decided to discreetly approach the bedroom door.

It wasn't even locked, as the two lovers hadn't even bothered to hide. She didn't risk pushing it open, fearing that it would creak and attract their attention, but she put her head through slightly, so as to have a full view of the two people.

They were both standing with their backs to her, completely naked. Soyoon immediately recognised Taehyung, who was fucking a... a man?!

Soyoon was stunned. It wasn't enough for her to be suspicious of all the women who crossed her husband's path, she also had to be suspicious of men! How could he do this to her?! How could he humiliate her like that?! To abandon her, the woman all men dreamt of, for a faggot?! To say she felt humiliated was too weak a word.

"A-Ah, Daddy..."

"That's good baby, keep it up..."

Soyoon was brought out of her thoughts by the stranger's voice. She had to find out who he was. She was going to make him pay, in ways no one would dare imagine. She was going to make him regret ever having existed.

She continued to watch them for a while, her rage increasing by the second. She wanted so badly to storm in there and destroy everything, including that boy.

"Darling..." Taehyung sighed after a violent thrust. Darling, look at me..."

"Hm."

The boy obeyed without question, and Soyoon felt her heart stop. Her world seemed to be crumbling around her once again. All sounds had died away, time seemed to stand still. All she could see was his face.

Jungkook.

He was cheating on her with that piece of shit. If he'd decided to leave her overnight, it was because of him. No, worse than that: if Taehyung had never paid her the slightest bit of attention, it was his fault. How long had they been making fun of her like that? How long had this been going on?

She felt even more miserable and pathetic than when Taehyung had placed those documents in her hands. They had brought her low.

But you'll fall further than I did, I can assure you of that. she thought, gritting her teeth.

She slowly took her mobile out of her pocket and clicked on the camera. And as the two men continued their lovemaking, Soyoon shamelessly filmed them. A horrible sadistic smile played on her lips as the recording continued, the faces of the two lovers clearly visible on the video.

You're going to pay...she laughed inwardly. I'm going to make you feel the same humiliation I did.