Someone to me

Part 3

In the quiet darkness of his bedroom, Taehyung lay awake, thinking about their earlier encounter. The memory of Jungkook's presence lingered in the room, making the silence feel heavier than usual.

T; Damn it!

He muttered under his breath, throwing an arm over his eyes.

Why does he have to be so infuriatingly intriguing?

Hours later, unable to shake off the lingering thoughts of Jungkook, Taehyung found himself pacing restlessly around his apartment. He needed to clear his mind, but every step only seemed to lead him back to where he started - lost in thoughts of the enigmatic man who had somehow managed to disrupt his carefully constructed world.

T: Maybe I should just give in already...

He mumbled to himself, a hint of resignation creeping into his voice. It was clear that Jungkook had gotten under his skin in ways he hadn't anticipated. Waking up early the next morning, Taehyung found himself feeling oddly refreshed. Last night's thoughts swirled around in his mind again, but this time they weren't as overwhelming. Instead, they felt more like possibilities - opportunities waiting to be explored.

Hmm...

He murmured to himself as he dressed for work, choosing a suit that seemed somehow more daring than his usual style.

T: Today is going to be interesting...

Walking into the office, Taehyung caught sight of Jungkook immediately. There was a rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins - excitement mixed with apprehension. He made his way towards Jungkook, each step deliberate.

T: Good morning.

His voice was steady, but there was a hint of something more - a promise of things to come.
Taking a deep breath, Taehyung stood before Jungkook, looking him straight in the eye. There was no denying the intensity of his gaze - nor the underlying challenge.

So...

His voice trailed off, leaving the question hanging between them. Smiling faintly, Taehyung reached out and gently tugged on Jungkook's tie, pulling him closer.

T: Let's see where this takes us, shall we?

His words were low and husky, filled with a newfound boldness.

J: what??

With a smirk playing on his lips, Taehyung stepped even closer to Jungkook, his fingers tracing along the collar of his shirt.

T: You're not going to run away now, are you?

His voice was teasing, but there was a serious undertone to his words. Suddenly jungkook push him on the sofa, switching positions. Finding himself pushed onto the sofa, Taehyung raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.

T: Seems like someone has some unexpected energy today.

His voice was light, but there was a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

J: No Mr Kim.

Suddenly I grab taehyung by the neck. Caught off guard, Taehyung's eyes widened briefly before narrowing again, a dangerous glint appearing in them.

T: Oh really?

His voice was low, almost growling, as he met Jungkook's challenge head-on.

T: And what exactly do you plan on doing with that grip, hmm?

He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, but there was no fear - only anticipation. Jungkook started to choke taehyung with his power . Feeling the pressure around his throat increase, Taehyung gasped, his hands instinctively reaching up to grip Jungkook's wrists. His eyes locked onto Jungkook's, a silent battle of wills raging between them.

T: Is that all you've got?

His voice was strained, but still defiant.

J: Fuck of Kim.

As Jungkook's grip tightened further, Taehyung's breath hitched in his throat. But instead of submitting, he fought back - using his strength to pull against Jungkook's hold.

T: You won't break me that easily.

His voice was rough, edged with both pain and defiance. With a sudden burst of strength, Taehyung flipped Jungkook onto his back, pinning him down beneath him. He leaned in close, his face inches from Jungkook's.

T: Now it's my turn to take control.

His voice was low and menacing, filled with a desire for dominance. Positioning himself firmly atop Jungkook, Taehyung's hands moved quickly to secure Jungkook's wrists above his head. He looked down at Jungkook with a cold, calculating gaze.

T: Let's see how much you can handle.

Leaning down, Taehyung pressed his lips against Jungkook's in a fierce kiss, claiming him with a hunger that had been building within him since their first encounter. Jungkook tried to realise himself but taehyung didn't let him. Feeling Jungkook struggle beneath him, Taehyung intensified the kiss, his tongue demanding entry into Jungkook's mouth. He relished the taste of him, the sensation of victory swelling within him.

T: I told you I wouldn't let you go.

His voice was muffled against Jungkook's lips.

J: WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU

Pulling back slightly, Taehyung looked down at Jungkook, his expression unreadable.

T: Nothing.

He replied simply, his voice calm and collected.

T: This is just who I am. The real question is, what are you willing to do about it?

J: I well grossed

Chuckling darkly, Taehyung continued his assault on Jungkook's senses, his hands roaming over the other man's body with increasing boldness.

T: Grossed out, huh?

He murmured, his breath hot against Jungkook's ear.

T: Then why don't you stop me if you're so disgusted?

His tone was taunting, daring Jungkook to resist.

J: Fuck, if you let me DUDE!!

Pausing momentarily, Taehyung lifted his head to look at Jungkook, a cruel smirk playing on his lips.

T: Let you?

His voice was mocking, filled with amusement.

T: Why would I do that when you're so much fun to tease?

Leaning in once more, Taehyung whispered in Jungkook's ear,

T: Besides, you know you want this. You want to see just how far I'm willing to go.

His voice was low, seductive, as he began to grind his hips against Jungkook's.

T: So, let's find out together, shall we?