A love beyond words

18 (BDSM)

(Note:This chapter will contain some sensual scenes, not sex)

It was 9 p.m., and Jungkook sat nervously on Taehyung's bed, wearing a plain white shirt and black jeans. His lips were pursed, anxiously bitten. The two had signed a contract weeks ago, and tonight was their first session.

Taehyung entered the room, holding a gag ball, handcuffs, and a red silk blindfold. Jungkook's eyes widened as Taehyung placed the items beside him.

"Relax, Kook," Taehyung said soothingly, his hand gently grasping Jungkook's shoulder. "Remember, your safe words are crucial. Say 'green' if you're comfortable continuing with the toy or activity, and 'red' if you want me to stop or switch. You're in control."

Jungkook nodded, his eyes locked on Taehyung's reassuring gaze.

"I've got this, Tae," Jungkook said, attempting a confident smile.

Taehyung's expression softened. "I'm here for you, Kook. Trust me."

Jungkook inhaled deeply, feeling a sense of calm wash over him. "I do."

Taehyung leaned in, his warm breath tickling Kook's ear as he whispered huskily, "Now, now, little bunny, I'm not your Taehyungie hyung. What am I? Tell me."

His fingers grasped Kook's chin, gently tilting his head upward, their eyes locking in a charged gaze. Kook's heart skipped a beat.

"You're... my Master," Jungkook stammered, his voice barely audible, eyes wide with anticipation.

A sly smile spread across Taehyung's face as he patted Kook's head. "Good boy. Now, strip."

He settled into the sofa directly facing his bed, legs spread wide in a commanding stance. His piercing gaze never left Jungkook.

Jungkook's cheeks flushed, but he didn't hesitate. His fingers trembled slightly as he began to undress.

"Slowly, little one," Taehyung instructed, his voice low and husky. "I want to savor every moment."

As Jungkook's clothes fell away, Taehyung's eyes roamed his body, his expression a mix of desire and dominance. Jungkook's excitement grew with each passing second.

"Come here," Taehyung commanded, his voice dripping with seduction.

Jungkook's heart raced as he approached Taehyung, his senses heightened, ready to obey his Master's every whim.

Kook approached him, his head hung low. Taehyung's gaze traced Kook's face, then drifted to his collarbones, his neck, his nipples, and slowly down to his dick, finally settling on his legs and thick thighs. He was perfect – the perfect submissive for him.

"Hands behind your back," Taehyung commanded, his voice low and husky.

Jungkook obeyed instantly, his heart racing with anticipation.

Taehyung rose from the sofa, his fingers grazing Kook's neck. Kook shivered at the cold touch.

"Don't move," Taehyung ordered, his breath whispering against Kook's ear.

"Yes, Master," Jungkook whispered, his voice trembling.

Taehyung's fingers danced across Kook's skin, sending shivers down his spine.

"You're so beautiful, kitten," Taehyung murmured.

Jungkook's cheeks flushed, but he remained still, awaiting Taehyung's next move.

Taehyung didn't waste a single second, claiming Jungkook's lips in a hungry kiss. Jungkook responded eagerly, deepening the kiss as their tongues intertwined.

"Ah, Master," Jungkook gasped, his voice trembling with desire, as Taehyung's teeth gently grazed his lower lip, then his upper.

Taehyung's eyes flashed with passion, and he took advantage of Jungkook's parted lips to suck his tongue, sending shivers down their spines.

Breaking apart for a moment, Taehyung's gaze burned with intensity. "On the bed, on your back. Now," he commanded, his voice low and husky.

Jungkook's cheeks flushed, but he complied

Taehyung stood before him, drinking in the sight of Jungkook's vulnerable pose. "Eyes on me," he whispered, his fingers deftly unbuttoning his own shirt.

Jungkook's gaze locked onto Taehyung's, his chest heaving with anticipation. "I couldn't look away even if I tried, Master," he breathed.

As Taehyung's shirt slid to the floor, Jungkook's eyes roamed over his toned physique, and he couldn't help but lick his lips.

Taehyung cuffed his hands to the headboard of the bed with handcuffs, his eyes locked on Kook's.

"Are you ready?" Taehyung asked, his voice husky.

"Yes Master," said Jungkook his face flushing red, eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Next, Taehyung picked up a gag ball and gently placed it in Kook's mouth, making sure he was comfortable.

"Relax, I've got you," Taehyung whispered, his fingers tracing Kook's jawline.

Kook's eyes sparkled, and his breathing quickened. His nipples hardened, and his dick stiffened.

"You look stunning like this," Taehyung murmured, admiring Kook's restrained form.

Kook's cheeks burned brighter, but his gaze never left Taehyung's.

Taehyung brought his hand to Jungkook's left nipple and flicked it. He then started licking it while pinching another one, his eyes locked on Jungkook's. "You're so addictive," Taehyung whispered, his voice husky.

Jungkook's cheeks flushed as he watched, his breathing slowing.

Taehyung kept licking both nipples, one after another, his gaze never leaving Jungkook's. "I love the way you taste," he murmured

Taehyung's lips curled into a sly smile as he moved down to Jungkook's navel, licking it. However his hands remained fixed on his nipples, and he continued to play with them, pinching and pulling them.

Jungkook was a complete moaning mess now, his saliva dripping down to his jaw and neck, due to gag ball in his mouth.  His face was completely red, and his forehead glistened with sweat. He was completely lost in pleasure.

Taehyung picked up the vibrator and brought it near Jungkook's nipples, starting to use it. Jungkook gasped, his eyes widening in surprise.

But soon his gasps turned to soft moans because of the pleasure