His TOY (a Taekook 🔞fiction)

🔞Chapter 6🔞

This chapter is completely smut; those who are uncomfortable kindly skip, and you won't miss the story. 

Kids, please stay away this is pure erotica

Jeon grabbed Taehyung by the back of the neck, knowing the real test was the simplest. Would he kiss him back? He pulled Taehyung towards him as he leaned down. Lips touched, and then they kissed passionately. He pushed Taehyung forward feeling his lean fame completely against his. 

"See, my doll already melted," Jeon said and without letting Taehyung open his mouth, he kissed

Jeon bit Taehyung and pushed his tongue inside to feel the warm, strawberry-tasting mouth. He trailed his bites into Taehyung's sharp jaw and neck and reached the collarbone.  

He sunk his teeth there; anybody would have screamed by this time, but Taehyung Mouned. He fucking moaned and husked. "Do it again!" Jeon dragged his tongue to Taehyung's ear and said, "You don't get to say that, doll; you take what I give understood?"

"Jeon," The name rolled out of Taehyung when he felt the sting on his shoulder blade. 

Jeon grabbed Taehyung's T-shirt by the hem and tugged it upward. He ran hands over the bare chest, feeling nipples grow hard and the stomach suck in. 

"You are fucking beautiful. Do you know that?" Jeon sounded like he was amazed by his own comment. 

He pulled back again, feeling Taehyung's finger working on his shirt. Once Taehyung discarded the buttons, Jeon could feel Taehyun's hands against his bare skin. 

He kissed Taehyung on the neck while touching him. He tweaked one nipple, then the other. He felt it—Taehyung was hard. Taehyung moved against him, and he felt the hot torso against his own. He cupped Taehyung's ass and pulled them together, feeling a hard meat against his own growing erection. Reaching between them, Jeon undid Taehyung's shorts and pushed them down until they felt around the ankles. He didn't stop, working on the laced pants, working them over Taehyung's erection and down until they too fell around the ankles. He guided Taehyung to move around, stepping on the shorts and briefs, making him step out of them.

"Don't wear unwanted clothing at night, Taehyung, especially when you are waiting for me." 

Taehyung was naked and hard. Jeon had him face the bed, and Taehyung looked at him questioningly.

"Get on the bed on your knees," Jeon uttered, pushing Taehyung to do as he asked.

Taehyung climbed onto the bed on his knees, facing the back. He held the top edge of it as Jeon came up behind him, pressing against his back.

"I want you; I never felt like this for anybody, but I want you," Jeon uttered, and he went to his knees behind Taehyung. 

He spread the round ass cheeks and dragged his tongue up the smooth crevice from bottom to top. He did it again. He bit there sometimes and kept doing those until Taehyung's ass was wet and he was moaning hard.

Jeon held the cheeks apart and dragged his tongue over the wrinkled opening, flicking his tongue back and forth over it. Taehyung leaned forward, resting his chest on the bed, while holding his head down.

Jeon then worked fingers along the slick crevice, up and down, slowly centring his attention on the wrinkled opening.

Jeon brought many people as his toys; those people were always ready to get used by Jeon, whenever or wherever he wanted. Jeon wrecked them however he wished. He never thought of making them feel good and never cared where they were crying or moaning. Not even once he thought about their feelings. No one demanded anything. They all just obeyed, so sex wasn't trilling for Jeon until now.