Cold Shoulder [Completed] ✅

Chapter 14 (M)

🔞 I think I have an understanding with you all by now....
Carry on then.....

"Oh my God! Yessss! Fuck yyess! Aaaah.....aaaaah...., I'm gonna cum! Fuck!"

Seokjin orgasmed all over his lover's hand. His lover continued to stroke his dick to overstimulation. Seokjin was such a mess by then. His eyes watered from the pleasure as his lover pushed further into him, hitting his prostate over and over again.

"Aaaaah......please....too much....!!!"

His lover pulled his body up to meet him. His back was flush with his lover's chest now. He wrapped his hand over Jin's neck and pressed down, choking him slightly. All the while, continuing to fuck into him from behind. He stroked Jin's cock with his other hand, massaging his own juice over it.

"Please ....I can't take it anymore."

The pleasure of his strokes, combined with the pain of choking, brought Jin to his second orgasm of the night. It was so intense that his whole body jerked and moved over his lover's dick, causing his lover to choke him harder and orgasm deep inside Jin. He collapsed over a tired and debauched Jin, bending him down face first into the pillows.

Jin soon passed out from their exertions. His lover smiled softly as he made his way to the bathroom to wash and clean Jin up. He stroked a long finger over Jin's body, tracing the line of his curves from his wide shoulders down his back, to his slim waist and plump behind. He cupped his ass cheeks and bent down to kiss them.

Fuck! He was so fortunate to have such a beautiful lover like Seokjin. He wanted to dip his head into that ass again and eat him out but he knew he had tired him. He'd just wait for him to wake up later to seek his pleasure again.

End of smut scene

Taehyung woke up to an empty bed. He groaned as the rays of the sun split through the blinds, dancing against the morning hues. He was so fucking tired. His meeting with his father hadn't gone well at all. In fact, Taehyung had now begun to suspect a lot of things about his father. Things that he might have overlooked over the years.

He always wondered why they moved out into the country in the first place. Father's business was in the city yet he'd insisted on having a homestead out there. Taehyung was quite young but he remembered times when men would come over late at night when he was supposed to be asleep. Taehyung had suffered from bouts of insomnia periodically. On many such nights of wandering the halls of their vast estate, Taehyung had seen these men converse with his father in hushed tones. He'd also seen bags of money and weapons.

He had filed away these memories and they were only now resurfacing, triggered by his father, who wanted him to close down KSJ Clothing and join his company. His marriage to Alexis Choi had now been set for September. Taehyung was beyond angry with his father. He refused to acknowledge Seokjin in his life at all, disregarding him as a 'phase' that would pass.

Taehyung searched for his phone on his nightstand. He felt like he had a hangover without drinking a drop of alcohol. He just needed to hear his boyfriend's voice and he would be fine.

Hi baby. I miss you. It's not even eight thirty. Where are you?

Hey Tae. You forgot, didn't you? I had that meeting to attend with the shows producers. We don't have much time as they want to start shooting soon.

Damn! I forgot. Sorry babe. What time do you think you'll be back?

Around four thirty. I have some other stuff to do then I can meet you.