TAEKOOK (SHOT MOVIES )

Mommy's Boy (Part-3)❤️🔞💦

Three days had passed, and Jungkook was growing increasingly worried about Taehyung's behavior. The usually vibrant and energetic Taehyung was now a shadow of his former self, perpetually shrouded in a dark cloud of depression.

Every time Jungkook tried to approach him, Taehyung would brush him off with a curt excuse or a stern warning to leave him alone. The distance between them was growing, and Jungkook felt helpless, unsure of how to bridge the gap.

Jungkook's eyes would often well up with tears as he watched Taehyung struggle, feeling powerless to stop his downward spiral. He longed to hold Taehyung in his arms, to comfort him and tell him everything would be okay. But Taehyung's stern demeanor kept him at bay, leaving Jungkook feeling frustrated and heartbroken.
Jungkook sat in class, his eyes fixed on Taehyung as he taught. Despite the distance between them, Jungkook's heart still skipped a beat whenever he saw Taehyung's handsome face.

As the class came to a close, Jungkook's eyes locked onto Taehyung, hoping to catch his gaze. But Taehyung didn't even glance in his direction. Instead, he packed up his things and walked out of the classroom, leaving Jungkook feeling disappointed and hurt.

Jungkook's eyes dropped, and he sighed, feeling the weight of Taehyung's indifference. He gathered his belongings and trailed behind Taehyung, wondering what he had done to deserve such treatment. The silence between them was deafening, and Jungkook's heart ached with longing for the warmth and love they once shared.
Taehyung's hands paused, holding the kitchen utensils
mid-air, as Jungkook's lips brushed against his shoulder. The sudden touch sent shivers down his spine, but he didn't turn around. Instead, he stood frozen, his eyes fixed on the cooking pot in front of him.

"Hey, Mommy," Jungkook whispered, his breath hot against Taehyung's skin. "Let's do it. It's been a week, and your baby boy is being horny. I want my Mommy's ass."

Taehyung's grip on the utensils tightened, his knuckles turning white. He felt a surge of desire, but it was quickly overshadowed by a wave of anxiety and guilt. He didn't know how to respond, or if he even wanted to.
Taehyung's eyes closed, and he felt his body tense up as Jungkook's lips kissed his skin, sending shivers down his spine. Jungkook's hand slid down his body, and Taehyung's breath caught in his throat.

"You know, na, Mommy, how much I love to touch your body," Jungkook whispered, his voice husky with desire.

Taehyung's mind was a whirlwind of emotions, torn between his love for Jungkook and the anxiety that had been plaguing him. He didn't know how to respond, or if he should even respond at all. But as Jungkook's hand continued to explore his body, Taehyung's resolve began to crumble.
Taehyung's moan was low and husky, his eyes fluttering closed as Jungkook's touch sent waves of pleasure through his body. His head tilted back, his lips parting slightly as he surrendered to the sensation.

Jungkook's eyes burned with desire as he watched Taehyung's reaction, his own body responding to the sight of his lover's pleasure. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Taehyung's ear. "Mommy, you're so beautiful when you're like this," he whispered, his voice sending shivers down Taehyung's spine.
Taehyung's eyes remained closed, his breath catching in his throat as Jungkook's lips kissed his ear. "Baby..." he whispered, his voice trembling with pleasure.