It is 2015 and Kim Taehyung had just experienced the pressures of being a K-pop idol. His group, BTS, broke through the Korean mainstream media and was enjoying commercial prosperity. But with that success came with a price. To escape the overwhelmi...
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Taehyung became distracted by the single eye staring at him, its tip forming with pre-cum. He craved to taste it, to take the length into his mouth and eat it as a Tiger eats his prey. But he wavered, unsure if he wanted to test his limits, of how far can he go with a cock between his lips.
It's not like this was his first time being with a man. But he certainly wasn't an expert. There were a few times when his best friend came on to him during drunken stupors, but Bogum had been doing all the work. That's the extent of his experiment, and Taehyung never saw himself as being gay.
But when Taehyung had been loitering around the halls earlier during the night, looking for a female partner, he didn't find any interest. Sure, some of them were pretty enough, but he's more drawn towards the bodies of men. His sight finally settled on a duke. Their encounter was brief as his vanity put Taehyung off. Perhaps a momentary lapse of judgment, until this.
"Please, please."
Taehyung looked up at the begging man who had propelled his body forward in anticipation, but the ropes held him back.
His prey was eager, Taehyung knew, but despite this, he was deliberate in his motions. Patience was a virtue after all.
Taehyung's hand shook slightly as he dipped the brush again into the bowl to gather more cream. He smeared the substance on the area between Jung-kook's loins. His nimble fingers worked their way through the unruly growth, mixing the white matter with Jung-kook's until it lathered, becoming a mountain of snow.
Jung-kook could hardly contain his pleasure as the hand that passed underneath his thighs was swift, that he almost missed it. Then he sensed the cold metal of the razor pressed gently just above his groin and he winced as the first tuft of hair fell to the floor.
The spot left barren by the blade felt hot and cool at the same time, a sensation that's entirely new Jung-kook. His rapid breathing betrayed his excitement as he waited.
"Fuck, can you please do it faster?" Jung-kook beseeched as soft, supple fingers moved agonizingly slow to his liking.
But Taehyung ignored him as he inched his face closer to Jung-kook's dick.
Hot, warm breath blew against Jung-kook's thighs, which trembled with weakness.
Taehyung continued to puff air following the places where his fingers just left, as he shaved down Jung-kook's stubborn curls.
More wisps of hair fell as Taehyung lifted the balls that flanked the cock before him. The cock that's throbbing, pulsating as the veins along it became prominent. The cock now turning crimson red as the face belonging to its master.
