Forbidden Love ➸ Taekook ✓

- Thirty-seventh -

Taehyung gripped the boy's hair tighter as he hammered relentlessly at his poor mouth. Jungkook's lips had swollen slightly, turning bright red, his skin worn by the width of the cock forcing its way down his throat.

Taehyung was seeing stars. He loved feeling Jungkook's mouth tighten around his cock, compressing it so much he was sure it would eventually explode. The teenager was pumping his cock like he was starving, accentuating his own hunger.

"Deeper doll, you've been perfect so far, keep it up... For hyungie..."

Jungkook moaned in response, Taehyung rolling his eyes in pleasure, his member vibrating in rhythm with the teenager's throat. He couldn't help but pick up the pace, his reason giving way to his desire. He wanted more, stronger, more intense. With Jungkook, he always wanted more.

The boy seemed to be at the height of his pleasure too. Taehyung couldn't help wondering what kind of pleasure he could be feeling right now. He knew that Jungkook loved to be praised, it was his fetish. But Taehyung hadn't yet had the chance to return the favour. He wondered if he had good taste. He wondered if Jungkook had become addicted to the taste of his cock, his sperm. These thoughts were unhealthy, impure, but he couldn't stop them from invading his mind.

I want to become addicted too.

He too would taste him, send him to heaven with his tongue, so that Jungkook could never find pleasure with anyone but him.

Taehyung frowned as he felt his orgasm approaching. His movements became less and less precise, more sloppy, as the pleasure, now far too intense, blurred his senses. His thoughts were completely muddled, unable to really concentrate on anything else but one thing: Jungkook's warm, wet tongue sliding along his shaft. Then, without warning, he thrust as deep into him as he could until his balls hit his chin and exploded in his mouth, letting the white liquid flow down his throat. Jungkook swallowed every drop of sperm offered to him with delight, and even pumped his tip afterwards to make absolutely sure there was nothing left.

Seeing him sucking him with such enthusiasm, Taehyung could only praise him. Her grip on his hair loosened, moving from a possessive hold to tender caresses.

"I'm proud of you, my darling, you've done a great job for hyungie..."

"It was so good, hyungie..." Jungkook mumbled, rubbing against his leg. "You're so good..."

Taehyung's cock hardened again, and he tried to ignore it as best he could, getting dressed quickly and helping the teenager to his feet. He immediately secured him in his arms, with Jungkook wrapping his legs around his waist like a koala, and all it took was one look for them to kiss passionately.

"We've been away a little too long, my love..." Taehyung sighed after they had parted. His voice was soft and gentle again, all traces of dominance gone.

A pout appeared on Jungkook's lips, which made the man smile. The teenager was so transparent, he was incapable of hiding his emotions. Especially when it came to him.

"But I wanted us to continue... You said you'd fuck me on your desk..."

Taehyung stared at him for a moment before bursting out laughing, a heart-shaped smile forming on his lips.

"You're so cute my darling, I don't know how my heart had survived for so long..." He admitted. "But as tempting as the possibility is, I'm going to have to decline. If it had only been Bangtan, but we've got a special guest today, and I wouldn't want to keep him waiting too long..."

Taehyung's gaze drifted automatically to the door, where he suspected their little voyeur was still standing, so he missed the darkness that passed into Jungkook's eyes.

"I hate him..." muttered the boy. "Why did you agree to invite him? You like to see me suffer, don't you, Hyungie? Is it another of your kinks?"

"I can assure you, I'm no happier about his presence than you are, but it was a necessary evil... I promise you that after this, things should... evolve..."

Jungkook didn't really understand what he was insinuating, but didn't have time to think about it, as the man put him back down on the ground, quickly combed back his slightly dishevelled hair, then headed for the exit, taking him with him.

"Come on, darling, I'm sure Jimin is looking for you everywhere."

"I think he knows perfectly well why he shouldn't be looking for me right now..."

Taehyung cracked another smile as he abruptly pushed open the door to his office. The corridor was deserted, and he couldn't hide the mixture of surprise and disappointment in his eyes. He wanted to catch him red-handed. Such a shame.

"Is there a problem?" Jungkook asked.

Taehyung shook his head.

"No, let's go."

***

"Hyungie, I'm going to show my paintings to Jimin and Jin hyung."

Taehyung looked up at Jungkook, offering him a tender smile.

"Go ahead, sweetheart. Call me if you need anything."

The three men left immediately, Jungkook honestly excited to show his brother and best friend his work. It had been a long time since he'd shown his paintings to anyone but Taehyung, so he was a little stressed.

Taehyung took a long sip of his whiskey as Hoseok's laughter reached him. Yoongi, Namjoon and he had started a new game of pool, but Taehyung had preferred to rest on his sofa. Honestly, his orgasm had drained a bit too much of his energy.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw someone sitting on the sofa opposite him, and it didn't take him long to guess who it was. A petty smile played across his lips.

"Well, well, our little voyeur is back... I hope you've had a good look!"

John's cheeks flushed red and he coughed slightly to get over his shame.

"I'm not a voyeur..."

"Your actions prove otherwise..."

A heavy silence fell between them, filled only by the laughter of Namjoon and Hobi, and the clacking of the balls together. Taehyung didn't really want to get into a one-to-one discussion with John, but he knew he had no other choice. He had things to say, and from the look on John's face, he too had things he wanted to say. Especially after what he had witnessed a few minutes earlier.

"I'd advise you to speak quickly, John." Taehyung said in a cold voice. "I'm not renowned for my patience. Especially as, after that evening, you can well imagine that there can be no friendship between us. Although I'm not sure you want my friendship anymore."

John held back a chuckle. That much was certain. He saw Taehyung totally differently now. And clearly not in the best light.

"All right, then. I'll be brief."

He took a deep breath, under Taehyung's suspicious gaze.

"Stay away from Jungkook, Mr Kim."

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Problems in the horizon👀🤭 How do you think Tae will react?