Someone to me

Part 22

Or else...

Why ?? * jungkook started to cry*

*Taehyung's eyes flash with a mixture of surprise and something darker as he witnesses Jungkook's tears. For a moment, he pauses, his grip on Jungkook's cock loosening slightly.*

Why? *He echoes, his voice softer than before.* Because you belong to me, Jungkook. Every part of you, including this beautiful cock in my hand.

*His thumb brushes over the sensitive head, collecting a bead of precum and bringing it to his lips for a taste.* Mmm, so sweet. You were made for me, Jungkook. Your pleasure, your pain - it all belongs to me now.

*With renewed intensity, Taehyung resumes stroking Jungkook's shaft, his pace increasing as he chases their shared climax.*
Come on, baby boy. Let go for me.

Pleaseee I do-nt.. I d-on-t wan-na do th-is

*Taehyung's eyes widen at Jungkook's desperate plea, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his features. But it's quickly replaced by a steely determination as he tightens his grip on Jungkook's cock.*

Shhh, baby boy. It's okay, *he murmurs, his tone surprisingly gentle despite the roughness of his actions.* I know you want this. I can feel how hard you are, how much your body craves my touch.

*He leans in, pressing a tender kiss to Jungkook's tear-stained cheek.* Just relax, let yourself feel. I promise I'll take care of you.

*With that, Taehyung redoubles his efforts, his hand moving faster over Jungkook's throbbing flesh. His other hand reaches around, teasing Jungkook's entrance with a slick finger.* Suddenly jungkook pushed taehyung and ran to his room, after looking it he started to cry..* *Taehyung stumbles back, caught off guard by Jungkook's sudden push. He watches in stunned silence as Jungkook flees from the room, his heart pounding in his chest.*

*For a moment, he considers chasing after Jungkook, forcing him to submit once and for all. But something stops him - a flicker of doubt, a twinge of guilt at the sight of Jungkook's tears.*

*Cursing under his breath, Taehyung adjusts his clothes and strides purposefully towards Jungkook's room. He raps his knuckles against the door, his voice strained with barely concealed anger.*

Open the door, Jungkook. We're not done here.

*He waits, his patience wearing thin with each passing second.*

PLEASEEE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!

*Taehyung's jaw clenches at Jungkook's pleading, his fists balling at his sides. He seethes with frustration, torn between his desire to dominate and claim Jungkook and the unfamiliar feeling of being rejected.*

Fine, *he grits out through gritted teeth.* Leave you alone, for now.

*With that, he spins on his heel and stalks away, slamming the door behind him harder than necessary. The sound echoes through the empty hallway, a testament to his simmering rage and hurt pride.*

Tae's POV

*Once he's certain Jungkook can't hear him, Taehyung slumps against the wall, running a hand through his disheveled hair. He closes his eyes, trying to make sense of the whirlwind of emotions coursing through him.*

What is wrong with me?

*Taehyung's mind races as he paces back and forth in his dimly lit study, the shadows cast by the flickering candles dancing across his tense features. He's been replaying the events with Jungkook over and over in his head, each iteration leaving him more unsettled than the last.*

Why did he run? *The question gnaws at him like a persistent itch, refusing to be scratched away.* What did I do wrong?

*He stops pacing abruptly, his gaze falling on a framed photo on his desk. It's an old picture of him and Jungkook, taken during a rare moment of camaraderie. They're both smiling, arms slung casually around each other's shoulders.*