𝐊𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 𐙚

𝟭𝟴: 𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗯𝗮𝗲 (𝗧𝗯𝘇)

Riled up

Group: The Boyz
Ship: Jacob (Top) x Kevin (Bottom)
Word count: 2518

Sypnopsis: Kevin pushes Jacob to his limits with provocative messages, leading Jacob to take control when they finally reunite at home.

Requested by iil0vesza <3
This is my first time writing about tbz so I hope you will like it!!

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Jacob sat at his desk, trying to focus on the report he was supposed to finish before the end of the day. The office was quiet, the hum of computers and the occasional phone ringing the only sounds breaking the silence. But his mind wasn't on his work. It was on his phone, which kept buzzing with notifications from Kevin.

Jacob glanced around, making sure no one was watching, then unlocked his phone. Another message from Kevin appeared on the screen.

❝Miss me?❞ the text read, accompanied by a winking emoji.

Jacob smiled to himself, typing a quick reply. ❝You know I do, but I'm at work.❞

Kevin didn't seem to care. A photo came through almost immediately after Jacob hit send-a picture of Kevin lying on his bed, shirtless, the sheets barely covering his lower half. Jacob's breath caught in his throat. The sight of Kevin's toned chest and the playful smile on his lips made it impossible to concentrate on anything else.

Jacob quickly typed back. ❝You're killing me here, Kev. I can't focus.❞

Kevin's next message was teasing. ❝Maybe I like distracting you. What are you going to do about it?❞

Jacob felt a surge of heat run through him, his face flushing as he glanced around again. His office suddenly felt too warm, the air stifling. He shifted in his seat, trying to ignore the growing tension in his body.

Another photo arrived-this one even more suggestive. Kevin's hand was trailing down his abs, the sheets pushed lower, hinting at what was beneath. Jacob's heartbeat quickened, and he found it harder to keep a straight face. He was dangerously close to losing control, the temptation to excuse himself to the bathroom becoming stronger with each passing second.

❝Kevin, seriously,❞ Jacob typed back, but his words lacked any real protest. The thrill of Kevin's teasing was getting to him, and Kevin knew exactly what he was doing.

Kevin replied with a smirking emoji and another message. ❝I wish you were here... right now.❞

Jacob swallowed hard, his eyes flicking between the screen and the door to his office. No one had come by yet, but he didn't know how much longer he could hold out. Kevin's texts were pushing him to the edge, each one making it harder to stay professional.

Jacob couldn't help himself. He sent back a quick message. ❝You don't play fair. I'm going to get you back for this.❞

Kevin's response was instant, and Jacob could almost hear the mischievous tone in his voice. ❝Can't wait. But until then, here's something to keep you going.❞

The final picture came through, and Jacob's breath hitched. Kevin had pulled the sheets down just enough to leave little to the imagination. It was the last straw. Jacob's desire to finish his work vanished, replaced by an overwhelming need to do something about the fire Kevin had ignited in him.

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Jacob stared at the latest picture on his screen, the tension in his body reaching its peak. He couldn't think straight, couldn't focus on anything but the images Kevin had been sending him. The teasing, the playful banter-it was all too much.