This is a bit emotional chapter according to me.. I hope you all will like it! 🫶🏼
The next day came, the morning sunlight falling over the couple. The boy laid beneath, moaning and the elder thrusting inside him. "How do you feel when I fuck you senseless wifey?" Taehyung bite his lips. A smirk firming on his lips as he continued to thrust inside him.
"My little whore" jungkook bite his lips, listning to his husband but he was happy today. The thing that happened today was unimaginable to him but real. Taehyung pulled him in a warm hug and kissed him. It was though rough and anger but he felt a glint of love in it.
"Freaking bitch! Moan until you loose your voice!!" Taehyung thrust harder and jungkook moaned loudly, his eyes going blurry and a cry left his mouth. He looked at taehyung "h....hubby..." He said and his breath stared to get heavy. He could see taehyung going rough on him, each heartbeat he was hit on his prostate and taehyung had already made him cum thrice in half an hour.
"You love being used right slut??? By whom!!! Who can use you like a ragged doll!?" Jungkook moaned as taehyung harsh slap landed over his hips, giving his hip a stinging pain but absolute pleasure. "O... Only hubby" he muttered, his voice hoarse and taehyung grabbed his jaw, "who the hell is your husband bitch! How many husband do you have to fuck you senselessly! Who do you belong to!!?!"
Jungkook moned "nghhh~~~ hu.. hubby.. i.. i belong to you.. yours... Ki.. ahhh~~~ Kim ta... Taehyung's wife, k... Kim ju.. jungkook~~~" and with that, said, taehyung thrusted harder and jungkook came. Taehyung released soon after and pulled himself out, wearing his cloth. "bitch" he muttered and rolled his eyes, standing up from bed. "You are so useless" he said and looked at jungkook who lay on bed helplessly. Jungkook bite his lips. "I... I am sorry... Forgive me..."
Taehyung smirked, chuckling next and speaking with a mocking voice "you are sorry? No wifey, I am sorry, it's my fault. You are as innocent. You can't be wrong" He rolled his eyes and left to bathroom, leaving jungkook as he is. Jungkook sighed, knowing that taehyung is still angry on him. "I... I'll make it up to you.." he said with a soft smile and took taehyung's shirt, wearing it right away along with the shorts thrown over the bed.
Soon, Taehyung stepped out of the bathroom, his movements sharp and deliberate. He cast a glance at Jungkook, who sat leaning against the headrest, Taehyung's oversized shirt slipping off one shoulder, revealing pale skin and a hint of vulnerability. Taehyung rolled his eyes, his jaw clenching. Without a word, he turned to leave, but a soft voice stopped him.
"Hubby..." Jungkook murmured, his tone barely above a whisper. He stood up slowly, wincing as his abdomen protested from the rough morning they'd shared.
Taehyung froze mid-step but didn't turn around. "Jungkook, stay away. If you come closer, I'll hurt you. Isn't that what I always do?"
Jungkook shook his head frantically, closing the distance between them despite the pain. His trembling hands reached for Taehyung's sleeve, tugging at it like a lifeline. "Please... I'm an idiot, and I know it. Take your time to forgive me. I'll do whatever you say."
Taehyung's teeth ground together audibly, his shoulders stiffening. "Do you ever listen, wifey?" His tone was sharp, cutting. "I told you to stay away."
"Hubby, please..." Jungkook's voice cracked, tears welling in his doe-like eyes. They spilled over as he clung to Taehyung's sleeve, refusing to let go.
Taehyung's stern expression faltered for a moment, his brows furrowing deeply before he masked it with a smirk. "Oh, so this is your plan? You think tears will sway me now? Go ahead, cry all you want, wifey. Cry and d---" He paused, his words catching in his throat as if something heavier lurked beneath them. His fist clenched at his side, and he turned sharply, ready to walk away again.
