Forbidden Love ➸ Taekook ✓

- Thirty-fourth -

"Ngh..."

Taehyung pushed his two fingers deeper into Jungkook's anus, who had his face pressed against the pillow.

"Louder, I can't hear you."

The boy turned his face towards Taehyung, who was sitting next to him. While Jungkook was completely naked, his buttocks raised, the man was still fully dressed. His piercing gaze was fixed on the teenager, who whimpered once again as he felt his fingers moving inside him.

The truth was that as soon as they got home, Taehyung had cornered the boy with a passionate kiss, and that had led to this situation. His encounter with John had frustrated Taehyung more than he'd realised. He needed to feel Jungkook against him, to feel that he belonged entirely to him, body and soul. To make sure that no one could ever take him away from him.

Taehyung continued to wiggle his fingers, pushing them deeper and deeper, while Jungkook fidgeted more and more at the pleasure he was getting. However, a violent slap on the buttock told him to keep still.

"Be a good boy for hyung." Taehyung whispered suavely.

Jungkook nodded, emitting a small moan. His face was as red as his left buttock, and his eyes were completely blurred by pleasure. He didn't really realise where he was anymore, all he was aware of was Taehyung. And that was exactly what the man wanted.

Suddenly he felt a hand plunging into his hair, caressing him tenderly, in stark contrast to the way the hand in his anus was behaving, and which eventually left his hole. A shadow soon loomed over him, Taehyung gently bringing his face close to his. The man stared at him for a moment, dipping his calculating gaze into Jungkook's eager one, before leaning in to kiss him.

"Hyung's really frustrated..." Taehyung explained. "You're going to help Hyung, aren't you, sweetheart?"

He didn't have to wait long for Jungkook's answer, who nodded almost immediately. One of the boy's hands left the pillow he'd been clutching until now, to come and rest on Taehyung's crotch. It was already hard, and Jungkook began to palpate it. The man sighed, continuing to stroke the teenager's hair to encourage him to continue. Jungkook exerted more pressure, feeling the member grow a little bigger under his palm.

"Darling, I need to be inside you asap... I fucking need it..."

His hand moved from Jungkook's hair to his cheek, continuing to caress him tenderly.

"You're going to let me fuck you, right, darling?"

In response, Jungkook began to attack the man's belt, despite his hands trembling with excitement. He was clearly having a lot of trouble, starting to whine when he saw that he couldn't get rid of the clothes separating him from the cock he wanted so badly. The sight made Taehyung chuckle.

"You're really adorable... that's why you can only be mine... no one else has the right to see you like this..."

Taehyung finally stood up, Jungkook's eyes showing slight disappointment, before his eyes lit up again as he saw the man undress. When he was completely naked, his cock raised proudly against his stomach, he positioned himself behind Jungkook, whose buttocks were still raised, his back arched to show his submission. The man let his hands roam over Jungkook's almost satiny skin, leaving a trail of shivers in his wake. They trailed down to his shoulders, before descending again to his hips, which he grasped firmly.

He suddenly thrust into Jungkook, the teenager gasping at the intrusion. Taehyung sank as deep as he could, letting the heat of his interior consume him completely. He felt the sudden need to be even closer, so he buried his face in the back of Jungkook's neck, pressing his chest against the teenager's frail back.

He gave Jungkook a few seconds to get used to it, before the wait became too unbearable and he started to move. At the start of their relationship, he'd always tried to be gentle, but he'd quickly realised that neither he nor Jungkook were happy with that. So now he wasn't holding back any longer.

He began to fuck him like an animal, Jungkook's cries muffled by the passionate kisses in which Taehyung sometimes imprisoned him. He pounded him, again and again, until neither of them could think rationally. They just wanted to be one, in the most animal, primal way.

"You're mine, Jungkook..." Taehyung mumbled, as he felt his first orgasm approaching. "Can you hear me, Jungkook? I won't let any man take you away from me, no, I won't even let them look at you! Because you're mine... Mine, mine, MINE!"

***

Taehyung's eyes were riveted on the email he'd just received, his desk full of files. He was back at work, but a shadow hung over his head. The day before, he had let himself go, so much so that Jungkook had told him this morning that it was one of the best sex they'd ever had. It should be noted, however, that the boy had fallen asleep just after cumming heavily on the sheets.

Taehyung was a little angry at himself for having lost so much control, but this encounter with Hyeri and John had affected him more than he would have liked to admit. Hyeri was beginning to take liberties that, until then, she had never dared try. And Taehyung didn't like that. The 'dîners' he organised were very famous, and everyone wanted to take part one day. Hyeri and her husband were among those who tried their luck. Taehyung had never invited them. But he knew that they had resented the fact that their sons were permanent members. Especially Jungkook, because everyone thought that he forced himself inside Bangtan. It was also for this reason that people hoped one day to be able to enter this very closed circle: because in their eyes, someone had already done it before them.

"So the rumours are true. Everyone in the building says you're in the mood for murder."

Deep in thought, Taehyung didn't hear the door to his office open. He slowly raised his head towards the man, his eyes slightly wide.

"What's got my little brother in such a state?" Namjoon asked as he sat down in the armchair opposite Taehyung.

The young man watched him silently.

"Is that really the impression I'm giving?" he asked in return.

"A bit, yeah."

They stared at each other for a moment, before Taehyung sighed and a small smile spread across his lips.

"I think Hyeri's trying to send me a message."

Namjoon arched an eyebrow.

"What's happened?"

"Her little protégé managed to invite himself over on Saturday night, for my party."

Namjoon's surprise only increased.

"Let Jungkook go, John will take much better care of him, he'll know how to make him happy. I'm sure that's what she's trying to tell me." Taehyung muttered.

"And that's why you're in such a bad mood." Namjoon concluded. "Why are you letting her do this? It's not like you."

Taehyung didn't answer immediately.

"Because I want to do things right. For Jungkook."

"But is that what he wants?"

"I can't let my feelings get the better of my reason. If I let my jealousy get the better of me, I'll ruin everything."

Namjoon shook his head.

"But I think that's what Jungkook wants. I think it would reassure him to see you fighting for him. To see... that he's not the only obsessive one in this relationship."

Taehyung frowned, crossing his arms against his chest thoughtfully.

"So I should show who I really am... won't that scare him off?"

His brother chuckled.

"I don't think anything you do will ever scare him. On the other hand, showing that you're not afraid of alienating the world for him might reassure him."

Taehyung thought for a moment, before a dangerous smile played across his lips. He knew exactly what to do now.

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