Me, Just Me {Reader/Taekook 18+}
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MatureOngoing1h 52m
Last published Thu, Aug 4, 2022
"Don't you want to?" Taehyung growls with a horny tone, pointing to Jungkook, who is letting his eyes wander down the line of your breasts.
"Well, yeah." You shrug nervously, squeezing your knees together to control the tingling at the top of your thighs. "I'd love to. But I'm yours, Tae."
He leans in closely, and whispers deeply in your ear, "That's right. You belong to me, just me."
You gasp as Jungkook stands, and takes you by the hand towards the bedroom. Glancing back, Taehyung smirks, nodding with permission.
-BTS 18+ Reader/Taekook
-Contains mature themes, sex, swearing, etc. M/F and M/M
-Enjoy!
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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!)Complete
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Taehyung's grip tightened, just enough to make Jungkook's breath hitch, his pulse fluttering beneath his fingertips like a trapped thing. The room was suffocating, electric with the kind of tension that could only be built on years of hatred tangled with something neither of them wanted to name. "Do you want this, Jungkook?" Taehyung's voice was a low purr, dangerous and smug, as if he already knew the answer. Jungkook's eyes, no longer doe-eyed innocence, but dark, molten, needy - stared up at him, unflinching. "Yes," Jungkook moaned, hips arching up instinctively, chasing the ghost of Taehyung's touch. His voice cracked around the single word, but there was no shame in it. Only hunger. Taehyung's smirk turned downright predatory. He leaned in, letting his lips brush against Jungkook's ear, feeling the younger shiver beneath him. His tongue flicked out, tracing the shell before he latched onto that spot he knew would make Jungkook crumble. Jungkook gasped, body straining up against Taehyung's hold, and Taehyung chuckled darkly. "Beg for it," he whispered, his voice a sinful promise against Jungkook's skin. For a moment, silence hung thick in the air. Then, Jungkook's voice, breathy and wrecked *
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