"BLOODY PEARLS" ~TK

16

"let's start the main game then, what you say?"

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Warning ⚠️

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Then all of a sudden~ Ahem (⁠ ͝⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ͡⁠°⁠)⁠ᕤ

Taehyung let out a gasp as Jungkook forcefully hurled him onto the throne, the air rushing out of his lungs as he stumbled onto the seat.

He felt a mixture of helplessness and thrill at Jungkook's ruthless display of power, his body betraying him with a shiver of anticipation.

Jungkook's smirked as he towered over Taehyung, his body pressed against Taehyung's, pinning him against the throne. His gaze remained locked onto Taehyung's, his eyes darkened with a mix of desire and anger. His hand was still wrapped around Taehyung's jaw, his grip firm and commanding, his thumb tracing the outline of Taehyung's lips, the touch both gentle and rough simultaneously.

Taehyung's body quivered beneath Jungkook's, he felt the heat of their bodies merging together, the proximity and intensity of the moment igniting a fire deep within him.

Despite the forcefulness in Jungkook's grip, Taehyung couldn't deny the flicker of desire that ignited within him at the rough yet tender touch of his thumb against his lips.

Jungkook leaned closer, his face mere inches away from Taehyung's, their breaths mingling together. His voice was a low, husky murmur, filled with a heady mix of authority and sensuality as he spoke--

"Now let me see how long a sex deprived person like you can resist me, your majesty."

A shiver of anticipation ran down Taehyung's spine at Jungkook's words, the challenge posed in his tone adding fuel to the already burning desire between them. He found himself unable to look away, captivated by the intensity in Jungkook's eyes.

The sound of his own heartbeat thundered in his ears as he waited for what would come next, trapped between the desire to resist and the overwhelming need to submit to the magnetic pull of Jungkook's presence.

Jungkook smirked, clearly relishing the effect he had on Taehyung, his hand tracing a path down Taehyung's jawline, his fingertips leaving a trail of fire along the sensitive skin.

"You're playing coy," he murmured, "but your body speaks the truth. I can feel your heart racing, your breath hitching. You can't resist me, Kim Taehyung. Admit it."

Taehyung's breath caught in his throat at Jungkook's words, his pride urging him to deny the truth but his body betraying him, reacting to the caress of Jungkook's hand and the intensity of his gaze. His mind was a jumble of conflicting feelings, but the pull of desire was undeniable. He wanted to resist, to defy the hold Jungkook had on him, but the words wouldn't come. Instead, he remained silent, his chest heaving as he struggled to maintain a semblance of composure.

Jungkook's hand traveled further, cradling the nape of Taehyung's neck and pulling him closer, their bodies molded together. He leaned down and whispered against Taehyung's ear, his voice filled with dominant desire--

"Give in to me, Kim Taehyung."

Taehyung's breath caught in his throat as Jungkook's commanding words reached his ears. He was powerless to resist the force of the magnetic pull that drew him closer, his body arching involuntarily toward Jungkook's.

Without any further words, Jungkook's hand moved, gripping Taehyung's jaw tightly and tilting his head back, his lips seeking and demanding control.

Their teeth clacked together as Jungkook brutally captured Taehyung's lips in a fiercely aggressive, dominating kiss, leaving no room for resistance. His tongue claimed Taehyung's mouth, exploring and plucking at his lips, demanding submission and surrender.