That One Pornstar [taekook/vkook]

𝓫𝓪 (𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮)

we continue.

Jungkook didn't know why but he felt like he would rather be anywhere than here. Currently believing to be in hell, he stood in front of the Lucas Entertainment building glaring fiercely down at him. Numerous individuals nearby were gossiping vehemently on how Jungkook seemed obscurely familiar in their eyes. He secretly desired to cry, "it's not like I'm in some porn videos or something!"

Ignoring the constant stares, Jungkook kept speculating about how his first encounter with Taehyung would go. What is he like? How do gay people act? The lad took a deep breath, glancing up towards the horizon. His nerves were informing him that his anxiety levels are at an alarming rate. The scorching heat waves were not encouraging him, to say the least.

Kang Daniel earlier that evening messaged him the address to the company. Also adding to the text was Kim Taehyung requesting for a "special" lesson. 

Jungkook felt like he could evaporate out of embarrassment due to this remarkably humid weather. Daniel claims Jungkook could come whenever he desired. That remark sent Jungkook into a severe fit of coughs since he and his dirty mindset is starting to get to his ego.

"Just don't think too much, Jungkook. You are the great Jeon Jungkook who can get any woman he wants. Yeah!" Jungkook explains rather calmly, still proceeding to stand in front of the company. "What could go wrong?"

"What would go wrong, Mr. Jeon?" A voice swiftly disrupts Jungkook's moment of confidence. The brunette male gasps and spins around to encounter a man in his 20s in suit attire. The guy was plausibly a centimeter taller than Jungkook.

"Oh, how rude of me. Hello, I am Kang Daniel. I currently am an employer here at Lucas Entertainment. Would you like for me to escort you to the private room Mr.Kim has wished for?" Daniel briefly proposed in a business type manner. Jungkook's jaw dropped an all-time low, as Daniel proceeds to bow curtly.

"You don't have to get all fancy on me, Daniel, Jesus. Sure, escort me there." Jungkook imitates mockingly, fanning himself with his palm. 

Daniel gives him a reassuring grin, his eyes shifting into crescent moons. Both men advance to enter the building, which was crowded from various fangirls/fanboys. Jungkook felt awkward to be here. One fangirl Jungkook eyed appeared to be horny from all the chaos.

"Right this way, Jungkook," Daniel beckoned, leading Jungkook to an elevator that was filled with sex fumes. Jungkook suppressed his urge to vomit.

Reaching the floor Jungkook assumed where Taehyung would be, he follows Kang through a dim eerie hallway. "Hey, where are we?" Jungkook questioned out of the blue. Daniel chuckles lightly and halts in his tracks.

"This is where you'll meet Taehyung for your first session here as a gay pornstar," Daniel answered ever so inaudibly. Jungkook's breath gets caught up in his throat.

"F-first?" He chokes, fiddling his thumbs with more anxiety imaginable. Daniel cracks a grin more menacing, Jungkook ached to jump off a cliff. Why is he being so apprehensive? Jungkook accepted this dare to prove that he is not gay in any way possible. So, why now out of all times, was he so damn nervous? That lump in his dry throat will be stuck there eternally.

Kang Daniel did not reply to his question and went back into the elevator, waving eagerly as the doors shut. It left a neglected Jungkook all alone in the hallway, his heart felt like it would explode at any given moment.

His legs, at their own accord, start to shift towards the door at the end of the foyer. What seemed like ages, he finally was in front of the door. Should he knock it? He stares at the doorknob for a while.

"Ah, fuck it." Jungkook spat and twisted the handle, walking in without thoughts.

Inside was a mattress encased in white sheets and another door on the right side of the room. All of the walls were plain white Jungkook was puzzled as to why no one was here. He walks further into the room as the door closes shut behind him.

Suddenly, the door from the right swung open. Jungkook's pulse sped up tremendously as out came a tall blond male. He was wearing nothing but a white towel around his dainty waist, exposing his toned stomach. His eyes had the bluest contacts in existence, making the guy a thousand times sexier. Even Jungkook couldn't deny that. Jungkook felt like he was burning up. 

The man closes the door he just entered from and turned to face the red-tinted Jungkook completely.

"I'm Kim Taehyung." He bluntly proclaimed, eyeing the younger. Jungkook wasn't in anything elegant, just a tee shirt with ripped jeans, adding some black boots. Nothing special, right? Well, those juicy thighs fit those jeans oh so well, making Taehyung feel so many ways. He slightly bit his lip, moving ever so slowly towards Jungkook.

"I'm Jeon Jungkook. Let's just get this over with." Jungkook grumbled, starting to discard his shirt, "and I'll be taking the lead." 

Taehyung gives an expression of amusement as he simply watches Jungkook struggle taking off his jeans with great discomfort. Shirtless and embarrassed, Jungkook suddenly felt self-conscious as he felt a piercing stare through his thick-headed skull.

Taehyung strolls on over to the brunette to clutch his wrist, making the younger look up in astonishment. They finally both lock gazes properly. Jungkook really can't dismiss on how beautiful this guy is. Taehyung hungrily stares down at his meal.

"You do realize I'm two years older than you, right? Call me hyung." Taehyung commands lowly, making Jungkook scoff in annoyance. "I hate entitled brats like you."

Taehyung tightens his grip around Jungkook's petite wrist and brings it up to his lips. Starting to kiss lightly at Jungkook's hand, he continues to keep gazing into Jungkook.

Jungkook is taken aback but lets Taehyung peck at his palm. His legs were starting to decline at how warm Taehyung's lips are. Stopping his actions, Taehyung aggressively pulls Jungkook's wrist with him, aiming for the bed. The younger male tried to escape the blond's grip but instead was thrown onto the mattress.

"H-hey, what are you--?!"

Jungkook was not envisioning this scenario in his mind as Taehyung hovers over him, one of his knees was rubbing his crotch teasingly. The blond licks his lips sensually and smirks. Jungkook let out a tiny gasp as Taehyung closes the gap between them a bit more.

"Would you prefer to call me Master instead, babe?"

to be continued

a/n: don't you just love bad smut and bad cliffhangers