𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝙁𝙐𝙉

𝙋𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙚 04 ⚣ 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘍𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵

"Sajang-nim, please! The chauffeur waited for three hours! At least informed me if you were going to stay!"

Jungkook instantaneously pulled his fingers out of Taehyung's ass.

— SLAP!

Jungkook gave it one last, fine, and swift smack, fancying the way the set of rounded flesh quivered beneath the collision of his palm. Taehyung's presumption was correct, perhaps Jungkook did have a fetish for mushy, perky, tight things.

"Angh!" A rather lewd moan slipped through Taehyung's lips, he covered his mouth with his palm the moment he heard himself, acting surprised out of nowhere.

"Who is that? Hello?" The woman said.

He mouthed "sorry" to Jungkook while pulling the waistband of his pants back up, wiping the drool off his chin. Jungkook shook his head, lightheartedly disappointed or whatnot by Taehyung's deposition.

The clanking of the woman's heels approached nearer, then further...nearer again. So uncoordinated, encouraging them to feel a rush of sick and twisted excitement.

"Have I ever told you that I'm not good at handling situations when the time is running out?" Jungkook implied, face as smug as ever, the fucking gall.

"Oh, gee, what? I've known you for four years and you've never told me this..." Taehyung pouted, his red, filled nether lip jutted out, amidst with tucking his tee-shirt in. "But you should go." He suggested in a dismissive tone, his nose wrinkled up as a dismissive gesture.

"Um...are you sure about that?" Jungkook aimed his chin towards Taehyung's boner.

"Nah, I'll be fine. You though..." Taehyung suddenly looked fretful, the both of them knew by now it wasn't anything at all severe, eyeing Jungkook's massive ones with a goofy expression.

"I'm an entrepreneur, enduring is one of the processes. I can manage." Jungkook simply stated, reminding Taehyung what occupation he possessed, who he was, as if Taehyung can forget if not cautious. Jungkook turned on his heels and walked away, his hands in his trouser's pockets.

Was it their end? Due to the interruption, Jungkook knew that if he's risking this chance away to something as elementary as this he might never have it again. It was only natural to let go of things you know you can't have— even if they were to have sex, their intercourse shouldn't be more than a one-time thing.

They shouldn't even see each other afterward. Soever, it could've been at least worth it for them to at least have sex, right? To celebrate their first and last time together in this wonderful, blissful encounter.

Yet, they stopped. That was the saddest part.

However, being the expensive and aloof man that Jungkook was, he might be too busy and prideful, too limited, too "godlike" or significant in the attendance to most people. Taehyung already knew all that too well, too, which gave him a reason to want Jungkook up his ass even more.

They weren't stupid, they were horny, and they were both egotistical fuckers with their heads held high and mighty. Being attractive and prosperous was tough on them as it can't really make you authentic or "humane."

Needless to say, Taehyung noticed himself may or may not ever be able to live up to the qualification of encountering a man as impeccable as Jungkook again. To his personal preferences, at least.