Indulgence- Taehyung [18+]

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Taehyung knew what he was doing. Knew exactly how to ease his way in just like he always did. Wether it be to make others like him. Or to be the one people would come to when in need of something. Because his main focus was trust. Trust being the root of all. . . relationships.

But he could feel the want coursing through his veins. The want to lure someone else into his trap. And the want to have someone completely captive within his grasp. Ready to surrender to the man with just a simple call of their name. Just like right now. And just like the moment he met Jungkook as he slid his finger along the jaw of the woman sat before him on his bed. Her knees tucked under her butt and eyes intrigued enough to have his lips curving ever so softly into a smirk. Because he loved to see people this way. To see them on the edge of their seats. . . and all for him.

"Come here. . ." He didn't have to tell her. Or even ask. Because the unnamed girl was already crawling towards the man himself. Ready to do whatever it was he wanted. And he let her. Let her fulfill his needs just like she would anytime he was in want of a quick fix. Having always asked the woman to come see him when things started to get rough. Or when the drugs no longer filled the void in his being anymore.

"Fuck." Her lips were so scarce as they trailed his skin. Kissing along the base of his lower half because she knew just how he liked it. And just how slow and sensual he preferred the deed to be done as her mouth took care of him. The action alone enough to have his chest begin to heave ever so steadily. All while his eyes close shut in the want to feel. And he did. He felt the way the pleasure washed away his thoughts. And the way it emptied the emotional insecurity stored within his soul before the ringing of his phone filled the air. Having known exactly who it was making the device go off before even answering the thing that had his lips parting as he breathed out a heavy hello. Feeling the girl on her knees for him smirk at the gesture as she continued taking care of him.

"Hyung." It was Jungkook's smug voice that rang through the line. Followed by a drunken chuckle as the man tried his hardest to sound sober. Even if Taehyung could practically hear the amount of alcohol coursing through his veins. And the amount of desperation for help in his tone. All until her voice fled his ears. Her voice that had every inch of pleasure running through his system going completely numb.

"T-Taehyung?" He could tell how embarrassed she was as the eight letter word slipped from her tongue. The eight letter word that always felt so new every time she let it leave her lips. "I-I'm so sorry for bothering you. I tried to stop him from calling—god you must've been asleep—"

"It's okay." It was. But Nami couldn't stop herself from rambling. Couldn't stop herself from apologizing to the man who already had his hand taking hold of the girl before him. Having pushed her way from him because it wasn't her. It wasn't the girl on the other side of the phone making him feel good. Making him feel things that most women would pay to make him feel. Nor the things that he would return to her in the most sinful manner as he cut the girl off. Hearing the ruckus of Jungkook's drunken laughter in the background alongside the one man who he was slowly going to gain trust in.

"Nami baby, come here—"

"Jimin, I said to stop." Taehyung could already feel the way his blood began to boil. And the way his grasp on the phone he held became unbearably tight as the girl apologized all over again. Having pushed her boyfriend away because right now both him and Jungkook were drunk. And she couldn't stand the smell of it on their tongues. Or the effects it had on the two as Taehyung's sudden voice sent shivers down her spine. Because she could hear the danger behind it. Even if she couldn't see just how dark his gaze became.

"Do you need me to come over—"

"N-no it's okay. I promise." It wasn't. Because she hated to see her brother this way. To see his eyes completely drained in the color of red. And to see his face contorted in a mix of intoxication because she knew what he was doing. Knew it the moment he asked if Jimin would like to share a drink with him. A drink that led into another. And another until their bodies were drenched in alcohol. Using the substance to make him not think about the guilt constantly eating him alive. The guilt that started the moment Nami pushed away her own wants for him. Because their parents didn't care to see him succeed. Didn't care to see him become the man that Nami knew he could be. Because she cared.

"Nami—"

"I-I have to go, okay. And once again, I'm sorry. I promise it won't happen again." And before Taehyung could do anything more than let a single sigh escape his lips, the call was already cut. Allowing for nothing but the face of his phone to turn completely black again as the base of his jaw ticked. All while the girl still laying there before him stalked up to the man himself. The same girl that wanted so much more from the man. But he wouldn't give it to her. He never would.

"Baby, what's wrong—"

"Get out." He didn't want anything to do with her. Didn't want to feel the way her lips ran themselves along his neck. Nor the way she practically begged the man to give into her. To give into her touches along his lower half. Or to give into the way her body straddled his lap. All until she sank down on him. Rocking her hips into the man who's chin became captive within the grasp of her hand. Her hand that trembled as her lips parted from the subtle pleasure arising within the pit of her stomach. Pleasure that only grew stronger as she continued to get off on him. Allowing for the moonlight to caress her skin as she watched the way his head dropped back. All while he took hold of her hips. Her hips that felt as though they were being bruised by just how rough he handled her.

Because Taehyung was using her. Was using her as a way to distract himself. To distract himself from the anger eating at his soul. And the one girl who became his prey. . . the minute he laid eyes on her.

Idk wtf this is lmfao. I need to get this story goin
(*｀ω') so I will. And I hope u all are ready mwhahaha. Also, future flashbacks will always be written in complete italics, so do know that when that happens it is indeed a flashback. But other than that, I luv u my precious kittens!! Stay healthy for mommy. . . night night >3<