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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞
taehyung doesn't like when namjoon is too busy; when taehyung is needy he's forced to wait. he's tired of waiting, especially when it's been too long.
namjoon has rules & taehyung's aware. the younger just doesnt think he'll get caught.
namjoon warned the brunete not disturb him during his work, so he obeyed his command and remained in his room quietly. after looking around the room, he grew even more bored at the minutes passed. it had only been five minutes; it felt like five hours that taehyung was left needy.
he looked down at his hard-on, pouting as he rubbed it softly. "namjoon, i can't.." he fought his urges to touch himself, but his mind lost to his hand that was already untying the string to his shorts. "joonie.." he stopped himself, tying his shorts back together before lying entangled with the sheets.
he inwardly groaned as he softly palmed himself, his legs wrapped around a pillow and his hips instantly connected. "oh.." he moaned softly, not being able to control his needs that seemed to take over his state of sanity. "joonie!" he whined, calling for the older.
he had tried waiting, his fingers were in his pants, working the buttplug he had inside of him. small moans came from him as he started to lose it peice by peice. "taehyung." the older voiced, his presence finally becoming known to the smaller who let out a yearning noise.
"what are you doing?" the older loosened his tie and looked at the scene of his cute small boyfriend curled up and pleasing himself in pleasure after so much agonizing seconds. taehyung knew this wasn't allowedㅡ him pleasing himselfㅡ but he didn't stop even when he felt namjoon's eyes on his body and on him.
"oh, god.." the boy whimpered, his voice cracking as he could only barely brush his prostate with the buttplug. "stop, don't move." namjoon sat in front of the boy, pulling his pants off to view the mess. taehyung's slender fingers had been holding on to a buttplug so tightly that the tips of his fingers were red.
"you know what's supposed to happen, right?" namjoon asked, pulling the boy into his arms. taehyung tried his best to not go limp in his arms, he used his arms to sit himself up. "i'm sorry, i couldn'tㅡ," tears formed at this brim of his eyes and his lips quivered as he bent over the older's lap obediently. "i know baby, but there are rules. unless you thought pleasing yourself was better than me?" the younger shook his head and shakily drew a breath, "no, n-no!"
of course, before taehyung could speak again, a hand came down on his beautifully curved ass. whimpers and soft cries spilled from the younger's lips as he took his punishment well, his finger dug in the sheets and he held his head down, counting loudly.
