As We Had Never Apart//KookV
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Contenido adultoConcluida mié, ago 9, 202312h 13m
"Don't mess with my mind baby boy...... I go crazy when you look at me like this when I'm tied. "
Taehyung smirked as he leaned to him slowly and licked his collarbone. Jungkook hissed when he felt taehyung's teeth biting his skin, as he jerked his head backwards to give taehyung more acess. Taehyung pulled his face in satisfaction and eyed the huffing boy through his lustful gaze.
"I will literally bend you over and fuck you senseless until you forget your own name taehyung, Don't fucking test me right now! " Jungkook growled at him with his dark gaze which made taehyung gulped. He felt himself more turned on as he sank down on his knees, hands eagerly started working on his pants while the other just gazing him in pure lust!
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✨ The Devil's Darling ✨
Jungkook's back slammed against the cold marble wall of the penthouse, wrists trapped above his head by Taehyung's iron grip. His breath stuttered, chest heaving, eyes wide with both fury and fear. "L-let me go," Jungkook hissed, voice trembling but defiant. Taehyung's mouth curled into a cruel smirk, his free hand sliding down to Jungkook's throat, pressing just enough to make him gasp. "Let you go?" he drawled, voice dripping with mockery. "Darling, you stepped into the Devil's den. You don't leave... you get ruined." Jungkook tried to twist free, but Tae's body pressed against him - hard, unyielding, his suit brushing Jungkook's skin like fire. "You're insane," Jungkook spat. "Maybe," Tae murmured darkly, lips grazing Jungkook's ear before biting down hard enough to draw a gasp. His hand slid lower, forcing Jungkook's legs apart. "But you'll be screaming my name before sunrise." "F-fuck you," Jungkook choked out, shivering. Taehyung chuckled low, dangerous. His fingers dug into Jungkook's thigh, bruising. "Oh, I fully intend to, sweetheart."Concluida
PUNISHMENT • KV ✓
"Please... Jungkook... I-I'm sorry," Taehyung whimpered, his eyes brimming with tears. "You'll learn to obey me, Butterfly," Jungkook's words dripped with toxicity, sending a shiver down Taehyung's spine. "Jungkook, what are you going to do?" Taehyung's voice quivered, his breaths heavy and uneven. "And who are you to question me, you worthless slut? Don't you dare call me Jungkook. Where are your manners?" Jungkook's tone dripped with disdain, his eyes flashing with dominance. "Ahh... sorry, master, b-but please don't hurt me," Taehyung's words faltered, his body trembling with fear. "Don't worry, pet. I won't hurt you. I'll just enjoy watching you squirm as I punish you," Jungkook's voice was laced with sadistic pleasure, sending shivers down Taehyung's spine. ::; top kook!¡bottom tae ::; age gap ::; smut warning ::; slightly BDSMConcluida
Beneath Black Silk
"What the hell are you doing here?" he barked, striding toward him. "I told you to stay the fuck away." Jungkook only tilted his head, a dangerous smile pulling at his lips. Before Taehyung could react, Jungkook reached out and yanked him closer by the front of his jacket, their bodies colliding, chest to chest, breath to breath. "I don't take orders well," Jungkook murmured, voice silk wrapped in razor wire. He pressed closer, hips flush against Taehyung's. As if trying to prove a point. As if mocking the very idea of Taehyung's so-called authority. And that was the moment Taehyung knew, Jeon Jungkook wasn't a mistake he could fix. He was a disaster waiting to happen. One's the mafia heir. The other? A rich brat with a god complex. Together? They're going to destroy everything.
✓ ORPHIC INK | JUNGKOOK
"That's going to conclude our session today" "Please, come back tomorrow, miss y/n. I really enjoy your visit, especially when it's in this room alone" He rasped sexily. He's sadistic. He finds amusement in her suffering. Then she won't suffer. "don't forget that they're cameras here and all your sessions will be recorded by Jungkook, along with the guards out there, they just need me to press this button to make them walk in, "she said, locking her eyes with him as she showed him the red button. She eyes him silently." I don't have a problem with that " he paused before he continued" but I have one when you come to my cell, showing your ass to the other prisoners, Doctor " he spoke. as she looked at him weirdly, until realization hit her. So the villain can be jealous. Interesting. "Jealous much? " "Yes, after all, you're my therapist not theirs right ??" "The thing that I can say is that the Villain here is jealous. Good-bye, Mr.Jeon." She stood up, arranging her papers before she began to walk toward the door. Leaving him hanging on her words. The villain of her story. ❝She chooses to fall in love with the Villain, Orphic!❞ © all rights reserved ━ © halmoniekoya Highest Ranking #1 in fanfiction #10 in Fanfiction #2 in jungkook #3 Jk #10 JeonggukConcluida
The Pervert Mafia Boss {TK}🔞
"Get your fucking ass out of this house and enter my car before I fucking bend you over that couch and fuck your brain out in here." Taehyung groaned, pressing hard against jungkook . ---- "I said 'act like my boyfriend' for just five minutes, not 'act like my fucking husband' for the rest of your life!" Jeon Jungkook half-yelled, his fingers curled into a tight fist as he glared at the terrifying, yet super gorgeous man in front of him. Kim Taehyung blinked slowly, taking his time to register every detail of jungkook figure into his memory, not minding that he was disturbing his work at all. "I don't see a big difference between the two." "Oh, for fuck sake! You're a thug, but surely you're not dumb, are you? Do you not know when to stop?" Jungkook scoffed, his anger growing thicker. "Sadly, I don't seem to know what 'stop' means. You made the idea of being someone's boyfriend sound so great now I don't think I wanna stop." Jeon jungkook knew asking a mobster to fake being his boyfriend would get a lot of unnecessary attention from lustful eyes off him, but what he never knew was that the man he had just picked was no different from the unwanted pests that lingered around him, wanting to have a taste of him. Kim Taehyung enjoyed clubbing as much as he enjoyed killing; however, despite this, he was extremely lonely. Now, the big bad man had found a toy he could play with, and he was having the best fun of his life. Would he ever stop and return to his lonely life? That, he wasn't sure he could do that. Not even when he realized jungkook was his enemy's son. He needed jungkook , either to break him or to make him. ---- Warning: in this story, if it is not a cup of your Tea, feel free to drop it. You guys are warned #2:killer #1: nudity #3:taekook #20:kimNamjoon #8: SexScene #1:kim #2:taekookff #2:comedian #1: bottomjungkook #1:mafia #1:dark #1:toptaeConcluida
𝘾𝙊𝙇𝙇𝙀𝙂𝙀 𝙀𝙉𝙀𝙈𝙄𝙀𝙎 || 𝙅𝙅𝙆
With a chuckle, Jungkook leaned in closed to my chest and whispered, allowing me to feel his breath on my neck. "I know you actually want me to kiss you right now. Otherwise you would have pushed me off and walked away already. But you haven't." He continued to smirk which I want to ripe from his face and continued to press his body against mine, trapping me between the locker and his hard body which made my blood boiled. As I said "You really don't get it right??" I smiled and clenched my teeth while looking down. "Then suffer because I had enough of your nonsense" I kicked his main part. His smirk quickly vanished as his eyes widened and a loud groan escaped his lips. "Aaaahhhh...! Ow!" He gripped his crotch and fell on his knees. _________________ After somedays- Jungkook leaned in close again, his expression becoming more intense as he spoke. "But I just love seeing that annoyed look on your face. Maybe it means I'm getting under your skin.....just like you're getting under mine." My eyes widened. (If you want to know more then go and check out the story!)Concluida
𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 ᴛᴋ
Jungkook looked very angry at something, which Tae failed to recognise. Jk: Do you think you look beautiful today? His words were like swords, piercing right through Taehyung heart. Making him instantly look up at him, surprised to hear such a question. Th: I don't know....I guess Jungkook Jk: Don't you dare to say my name! It's Mr Jeon to you....you ugly boy. I don't know why dad had to choose a boy like you! I seriously don't know what he saw in an ugly boy such as yourself! Tae can't take it anymore. However, he is the first man who had the audacity to say such harsh words straight on Taehyung face. To defile his confidence so boldly. He may be the most beautiful man Tae have ever seen but no one gave him the right to disgrace others.. Jk: Just how am I going to introduce you to them! Your hair is all rough and dull, your eyes have dark circles. Couldn't you at least cover them! I hate it when things don't go according to me and you are the biggest example of it! I hate you ugly duckling!! fucking hate you so damn much! Jungkook shouted at Taehyung face, glaring at him with those hateful eyes. As the first tear escapes Taehyung eyes. ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ᴛᴏᴩ ᴋᴏᴏᴋ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ᴛᴀᴇ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 •𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 •𝐓𝐚𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 •𝐓𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 •𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 •𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 •𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠Concluida
"Taehyung, we want you to get married to Jeon Haeun." He didn't flinch. Didn't ask why. Didn't protest. He simply nodded - no words, no expression. Just quiet surrender. - The night of the wedding, the moonlight touched silver on soft skin. She sat under the veil, delicate, unmoving - a picture-perfect bride. "Baby," he whispered, looking at her in the dark room under moonlight, "tell me... who am I to you?" There was a pause. A breath. Then a voice, tiny and trembling: "My love." And for the first time that night, Taehyung smiled. Softly. Almost sadly. He took her into his arms like she was made of glass. - "What the hell are you doing in my room, Jungkook?" Taehyung's voice was sharp, cold - but his eyes betrayed confusion. They landed on the figure curled up on the bed, wrapped in nothing but a blanket... and tears. "In place of your sister?" The silence that followed was heavy. Almost deafening. - "I hate you!" Jungkook yelled, fists clenched, eyes burning. "I'll never stay with you!" Taehyung didn't blink. "You'll stay at my place," he replied, voice like ice. "Whether you like it or not." - "Don't wear that," Taehyung said one morning, pulling Jungkook back by the waist. His voice was low. Possessive. "I don't want others looking at what's mine." Jungkook turned, eyes fierce. "Then try me." - "You're not talking to her again, Tae," Jungkook said coolly. He leaned in closer, lips brushing Taehyung's ear. "Unless you want to sleep on your royal couch tonight." And just like that, he walked off toward the kitchen - hips swaying, voice smug - leaving Taehyung staring after him, wide-eyed and speechless. - Somewhere between duty and deception, between cold walls and accidental warmth, a bond neither of them asked for began to form. And in the echoes of all that was unsaid, fate waited - silent, certain, smiling. Top - Taehyung Bottom - Jungkook Hope you guys enjoy it.
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