MAFIA || TAEKOOK ✓

Chapter 12 (M)

Third person's pov:

"I-its done... "

Jungkook heard taehyung's voice but he was so lost in his thoughts to process what his words.

He remained lost in the trance while taehyung was confused of why the other was so quite.

After a few moments of silence taehyung finally looked up and jungkook did the first thing he had been craving for. He grabbed taehyung by his nape and crashed their lips together.

Taehyung's eyes we're wide open. He couldn't dare to response. The brunette was kissing him deeply and passionately.

Jungkook broke the kiss just enough to look at taehyung. Both were panting and lost in daze.

Just light pants, crazily beating hearts, unspoken words and deep satres were exchanged between them.

Neither of them wanting to look away.

And this time, it was taehyung who initiated and their lips again molded perfectly in a passionate kiss. He moved his hands around jungkook's neck while the latter held his waist and made him sit on his lap.

Jungkook tilted his head left to deepen the kiss. He slowly licked his lower lip and taehyung gladly opened his mouth. The brunette explored every single part of his mouth which made the younger moan due to the sensation.

Jungkook trailed his hand down and groped taehyung by his thighs. Without breaking the kiss, jungkook stood up holding taehyung in his arms.

He walked up to room. Lost in each other, they didn't care when they reached to the door.

Jungkook kicked the door shut and walked over to the bed.

Taehyung slightly gasped when he was practically thrown on the mattress.

Jungkook licked his lips before hovering over the younger. He dived down for unmarked skin of his neck.

Taehyung arched his back just by a mere touch of jungkook. As he felt satisfied by his reaction. He trailed his lips up to ear and softly nibbled.

Taehyung released a moan as his hands found their way to the raven locks which he felt softer than any feather he had ever touched. Jungkook pulled down the fabric from his shoulder and sucked the soft skin before taking the hem and finally taking that annoying piece of fabric a.k.a the shirt off.

Taehyung mewled when jungkook again took him in a sloppy kiss. His hands started working with the zipper of younger's pants.

Taehyung knew that this was wrong. He knew he should have stopped the elder but yet there he was whimpering from his touch.

Without taking his lips off, jungkook pulled his pants down as his hand reached under his boxers.

Taehyung squeaked in his mouth when jungkook entered a finger in him.

"A-ahh j-jun... "

"That's master for you slut"
Jungkook huskily whispered in his ear and shoved another finger, moving in and out at a steady pace.

The disrespect of being called a slut didn't bother taehyung. His head thrown back and light pants leaving his lips. Jungkook couldn't take it anymore. He stopped all his movements and moved back to take taehyung's clothing completely off.

Taehyung flushed red when he felt the elder's satre on his stark naked body.

Jungkook lazily got up, undoing his belt. Taehyung looked at him with hooded eyes, his chest moving heavily and jungkook swore that it was the the sexiest sight but he wanted it to be more erotic. The younger screaming his name, drentched in sweat....

He swiftly took his pants and briefs off. Taehyung internally winced just by looking at his size. But his anticipation got him better.

Jungkook climbed back, his hands roaming all over the other's thighs while he shoved two fingers in taehyung's mouth, fighting with his tongue and generously coating his fingers.

After taking his time he took them out and rubbed them on the head of shaft, looking directly in taehyung's eyes.

Taehyung bit back a moan at that sight.
"M-master..... " He mewled arching his back.

Jungkook smirked at his neediness and made his movements agonizingly slow, setting himself between his legs. Taehyung closed his eyes shut, biting his lip.

"So needy to get fucked by your master....... I see.... "

Jungkook leaned down, and whispered, his voice octaves low.

"Are you sure you want it.......cause I'm not promising I'll stop when you want me to....."

And Taehyung lost the last bit left sanity he had.

"Y-yes m-master...... I want it... Plea-......"

Taehyung choked when the latter suddenly entered, with a groan, in his virgin hole.

"Aahhhhh..... W-wai.... "

Jungkook took all way out just to thrust back with more force.

"Fuckk! "
He groaned at the blissful sensation and started ramming in and out of the younger.

Taehyung was feeling pain, like he was ripped apart. Tears welled up in his eyes. His grabbed the elder by his shoulder for support.

Jungkook kept a steady but hard pace. His strong thrusts made taehyung's body move back and forth each time.

"Aah-ahhh..... "
Taehyung threw his head back, tears rolling down his cheeks but because of the pleasure he felt.

Their room was filled with soft gasps, moans and grunts with the sound of skin slapping and bed creaking.

Jungkook slowed down to a stop. Taehyung almost whined at that but jungkook was quick to turn him around on his stomach. He rammed back and started pounding again.

Taehyung moaned with a high pitch when jungkook hit him dead on the prostate. Jungkook picked up the pace, giving strong thrusts.

"Ma-master.... I-im......Ah-Fuuckkk....I-im clo-se.... "

Jungkook knew he was close too,he thrusted a few more time before he growled loudly releasing his load in the younger. Taehyung's body shook from the intestity as his came down from his climax as well, releasing all on the sheets.

Jungkook smoothly took his member out but still stayed over the younger, supporting himself on his hands.

Taehyung was barely conscious. Breathing heavily they both stayed the same. Jungkook was first to move. Taehyung felt him getting off the bed.

He sighed closing his eyes and turned around wincing in pain but he got startled when he felt something wet and cold touching his skin.

He slowly opened his eyes and his breath hitched when he realized jungkook was there, cleaning his stomach and his member with a wet towel and left to put the towel in laundry basket.

He loved how the elder cared for him, he loved how subtly gentle he was when they fucked and now he didn't just leave him like a used tissue. But he knew he better should keep his hopes low. He felt a sudden gush of pain and coldness at that thought. He turned to his left, facing the door, tears filled in eyes. After all he was still just really a toy to get used.

But how wrong he was..........

The coldness didn't feel anymore as he was soon enveloped in a warm muscular embrace and he drifted to the dream land with a stupid grin on his face.

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