"Rule number one: Don't fall in love. Rule number two: Under no circumstances will you ever break Rule number one." -Kim Taehyung
His career is everything and relationships are at the very bottom of his list.
Sex was easier: short term, no attach...
Eight point six million people. Five boroughs. One horny billionaire.
Taehyung lies in bed, wrangling the jet lag from his fourteen hour flight from Seoul. He groans as he tosses over in his oversized king bed, that centers his bedroom atop the stairwell of the modern styled loft, nuzzled on the tiny island in Manhattan in the posh Upper West Side district.
Crisp white sheets contrasted against his bronzed body as he slowly awakens. He turns on his back, shaking his amber colored locks that lies entangled against his forehead, prior to resting his hands behind his head in an effort to relax as he mentally prepared for his morning workout. However, his attention is quickly diverted to a very prominent dent situated in the sheets that clung to him.
"Ugh..." he groaned as he begins to feel the discomfort.
A very noticeable reminder about the bet.
Taehyung's eyes rolled up in thought as he pondered a possible loophole to this gentlemen's agreement that he would soon profit from.
He pokes his lips out and raises his eyebrows at the scheme he concocted.
Hmm...
It wasn't long before his eyes hooded as he released a low breath. His hands gradually trickled under the sheets, easing his way to his hard length that twitched upon his touch.
An instant grunt eludes as his mouth tightens.
Taehyung brings his fingers to his lips, lightly salivating them.
He reaches under the sheet again. His moistened fingers massage the head of his swollen member.
Ahh...
His thumb brushes the tip, feeling the wetness that seeps from it, further lubricating his fingers. The remaining four fingers wrap around his rock hard shaft.
Another low breath is released as he begins a slow and soft stroke.
His legs slightly parts.
His breath hitches.
His eyes close and his mind quickly wanders into the realm of fantasy, where he could be with anyone and do anything.
Then she appeared.
The woman that he craves.
She'd share his thoughts. His interests. His desires.
He wants to give her everything especially all of him.
She's nothing like anyone he's ever been with and she will never be.
His ultimate dream woman.
This particular fantasy was one that he hadn't thought of in a while and he found it very intriguing that it's surfaced now. Nevertheless, he dwelled in it as he continued to stroke himself.
He pulled his lips against his teeth as her face came to focus. Hair black as night. Tender, sensual eyes that were only for him. Delicate features that graced her femininity. Her full lips, that were now crashed onto his in a greedy kiss.
Mmm he moaned, dragging out his stroke between his fingers as his thumb continues to massage the tip.
She's now on top of him, situating herself before taking all of him because in his fantasy she's a perfect fit. The warmth of her envelopes him as he imagines his hands cupping her ass and guiding her movement.
"Fuck." His deep vocals grumble from his chest to his parted lips. He hisses as his tongue aggressively passes his lips and seperate once more.
His hips buckled as he envisions her riding him, singing sexy moans in his ear. Her hot breath against his skin telling him how good he feels.
"You're good baby." He mouthed as he plunges deeper into his fantasy.
His thighs start to quiver and his muscles grows rigid. His arm extends out as his hand grinds against him. Taehyung feels the urge to rush but resists. He wanted to revel in the way she made him feel, savoring each motion and drowning in every minute of it.
"Make me come baby." He conceives her voice to be sweet but sultry. Timid but sexy. Elements that would turn him on in and out of the bedroom.
"Oh you will and so will I." His voice above a husky whisper.
The tip of him oozes wetness, keeping him moist with every caress of his thumb.
He gulps as mouth opens. Hot breaths permeates the already tensioned heat surrounding him in this moment of self pleasure.
Caught up in his stimulation, he doesn't hear Jungkook walking up the stairs excitedly and ready to go and explore the city as they planned for that day.
He approaches Taehyung's room door, fist ready to knock before loud groans causes his ears to perk.
What the fuck? Jungkook frowns.
He knocks anyway. "Taeyhung! Are you ok? What are you doing in there?"
Taehyung's eyes pop open but he's unable to tear his hand away from his throbbing shaft as his orgasm builds.
"G-Go away Kook-ahh!" The nerves rushing endlessly through his body interrupted his thoughts, piercing his pleasure zones and prepping his release.
"Tae!" Jungkook yelled. "I know what you're doing! Masturbation is not a loophole. It's the easiest way for you to lose you weakling!"
Taehyung mumbled a chain of profanities under his breath before releasing his hand and snatching the sheets away from him.
"I'm working out you ass!" He lied as a frustrated breath escaped his lips.
"Bullshit! Don't make me break this door down." Jungkook threatened while suppressing a laugh.
Taehyung let out a long sigh as he plants his feet to the ground and buried his face in his hands before they pushed his hair away from his forehead.
"I'm not! If piping hot and sweaty men are your thing, you're more than welcome to watch."
"I'll pass." Jungkook rolled his eyes.
"Twenty minutes Kook! Give me twenty minutes!" Taehyung shouted.
"Fifteen and hurry the hell up! We have to get to the other side of town and I want to be in line early so I can get a good seat." Jungkook replied, not believing a growing agitated Taehyung.
Jungkook shakes his head and hurries back down the stairs to wait on him.
Get it together Taehyung! He stood up from the bed. His erection commands his attention as it throbs.
Taehyung smirked while gazing down at it as another scheme invades his aching thoughts.
"Shower."
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