@yunayuki16: ☕#taekookau where Jeon Jeong...

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#taekookau where Jeon Jeongguk, 37, executive director of one of the country's leading entertainment companies, always stops by their local café before going to his afternoon meetings, but one day, instead of getting just coffee, he also found himself bagging a—sugar baby?

Taehyung then sighed, debating whether or not to tell Jimin about what it was that was bugging him, before realizing that if it's not Jimin, he didn't really have anybody else to talk to about what's going on in his life. +

"Look. We kissed. Me and him, I mean. We kissed—maybe a bit more than just a kiss? But you get the gist, right?" Taehyung said, still a bit hesitant to proceed. Nevertheless, he said it.

"Yeah? Well, isn't that a good thing? I mean, you two were in that kind of relationship, right?" Jimin replies, trying to decipher Taehyung's issue with Jeongguk.

"Exactly... But it's been two weeks, and—gosh, this is so embarrassing," Taehyung mumbled, his hands shooting up to hide his flushed face.

"Now, I'm totally invested. Spill," Jimin said, sounding more assertive as he kept his gaze on Taehyung until the latter finally turned to face him again with a deep exhale.

"Fine, we haven't—we haven't gone all the way yet," Taehyung whispered, his voice so quiet that Jimin almost missed what he said.

"Huh?" Jimin then sat up, looking somewhat taken aback. "And what's wrong with that? He's letting you stay at his place, and he's given you his credit card, right?+

I mean, having sex isn't mandatory for sug*r babies, Tae. If he's in the mood for it, trust me, he's going to ask you for it," Jimin said, speaking from his own experience.

"I know that, but you don't understand; he's clearly attracted to me. He wants me, but he keeps holding back, and it's f*cking me up. It's like some sort of voodoo sh*t; the more he rejects my advances, the more I think about him." Taehyung rambles,+

lowering his head and pulling on his hair, looking both flustered and frustrated. Jimin, on the other hand, has no idea how to react since he has never seen Taehyung be so perturbed by anyone—other than his pain-in-the-ass brother, that is.

Taehyung has actually dated a few people in the past, both men and women, but as far as Jimin knows, he has never been the first to ask anybody out, and almost all of his previous relationships were not even serious.

Most of the people Taehyung dated went after him because of his appearance, and Taehyung agreed to go out with them simply because he has never been good at rejecting others.

It's always been like that, and most of the time, it worked well for Taehyung, given that his previous partners spoiled him rotten by buying him meals and even paying some of his bills—that is, +

until they got tired of him and left him after realizing that, aside from having a pretty face, someone like Taehyung wasn't really capable of providing them with anything.

Jimin can still remember how hard Taehyung cried the first time he was dumped; at the time, Taehyung was so distraught that Jimin feared Taehyung would be unable to move on—but he did.+

Taehyung was able to pick himself up and go back to normal after only a few days of his first breakup.

Then it happened again and again, and the more it went on, the less Taehyung cried, until one day he just stopped.

Jimin then saw Taehyung go through his breakups, and whenever Jimin asked whether he was okay, Taehyung would simply smile and assure him that he's fine and that it was meant to happen anyway.

It led Jimin to assume that Taehyung, his one best friend in the world, had lost trust in love and life itself, having succumbed to his fear of being abandoned.

"Tae... I really don't know what to say—"

"Yeah, right! I know, I honestly have no idea what's going on too. I can't get him out of my mind. I want to know what's holding him back—why is he holding back? He wants me, I can tell, but somehow it's not enough... I want him to want me more— +

I want him to want me the way he wanted Han Eun-woo. I know it's foolish, but with him—I don't know—I keep on feeling greedy," Taehyung said, his head hanging low, blushing all the way up to his ears once more, now clearly looking like a lovesick fool.

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"Oh no, baby. No," Jimin says, his heart dropping more the longer he watches his best friend be in this situation, as he already knows how stories like this end. After all, Jimin is probably experiencing the same thing.

Taehyung then lifts his gaze, perplexed as to why Jimin is now looking at him with pity. "Huh? What do you mean, no?"

"No, you can't be like that, babe. Listen, I may not know much about you and Jeongguk, but what I know for sure is that people like us can never step into their light. +

We... We're meant to only get the leftovers and the things they deem they can cast aside. Y'know, things like money, sex, and whatever's left of both their time and affection. +

You can't want anything more. Trust me, that's suic¡de," Jimin said, lowering his gaze this time as his lips curled up to a bitter smile.

"Is that what you do? With Min Yoongi, I mean," Taehyung asked, now a little curious to know about Jimin's situation with Min Yoongi, who's a friend of Jeongguk.

"Well, yes? I mean, what else should I be getting from him other than his a/ss and his money? I know my limits, Tae, and you should too. Those men, they are not like us, y'know? +

They belong in a whole different world, and that's something we should never touch, that is, if we want to survive." Jimin continued, this time with a more serious tone.

"Y-yeah, I know," Taehyung said with a small, somewhat sad smile. "But that man... Y'know, Jeongguk—he's so... God, he's really something, alright? He's got everything that I want, and I know I shouldn't be mixing businesses with pleasure, but still..."

"Get a grip, Tae. You're better than this. We both know you're better than this," Jimin said, thinking it was his duty to watch out for his best friend.

"Am I, really?" Taehyung said as he chuckled bitterly to himself. "What should I do then? I need him, but if this goes on—I'm afraid that I might really catch feelings," he said, knowing that Jimin, unlike him, probably knows what he's doing.

"Just keep a safe distance. Avoid anything that can't be washed by taking a shower. You have to be careful of what you share. We can't let them in on things that are—y'know, too private?" Jimin remarked, +

shaking his head as though he could completely read the meaning behind Taehyung's gaze.

"We can't? Why?" Taehyung said, mentally berating himself since he had probably already shared all of his troubles with Jeongguk.

"I know you, Tae. You're too honest for your own good. But in this business, mystery is what lures the men in. We have to keep them guessing. Make 'em feel that they know everything about us but at the same time know nothing.+

Being wrong and having no idea what to do drives them crazy, and that's how we want them. We f*ck, take their money, and then we leave. We do our business in bed, and everything else after that should remain outside of it." Jimin continues with his lecture, +

while Taehyung listens in silence. "Our job is to make them want us more, since if it goes the other way around, we lose. And if we lose, most often than not, we lose more than we should—more than what we could afford."

"T-then how can I make him want me more when every time I take a step closer he takes three steps back? When I try to make a move, he acts like it's nothing,+

and on the very few times when his stupid resolve cracks, he stops before it could even turn into something. I'm at my wits end here. What should I do, Jimin-ah?" Taehyung said, sounding frustrated again.

"What should you do? Do nothing then. Maybe match his energy and only give what he gives back. Being easy is unattractive.+

Besides, have you ever wondered how Han Eun-woo managed to keep Jeon Jeongguk wrapped around his fingers for so long?" Jimin asked, which seemed to have piqued Taehyung's interest.

"How?" Taehyung asked.

"Based on what I've heard, Han Eun-woo was like the biggest jerk to Jeongguk. I'm not telling you to do the same because that's honestly sh*tty, but it was clear that Han Eun-woo knew what he was doing. Men tend to gravitate more towards things that they cannot have.+

They see it as a challenge—chasing what appears to be unattainable motivates them more to work hard. Think about it: Jeongguk and Han Eun-woo may have broken up, but look where Han Eun-woo is now. Yes, that's right... He's at the top. Don't you want that?" Jimin asked, +

not sure whether he was giving Taehyung the right advice, but based on his own experience, he figured it was best if Taehyung kept his connection with Jeongguk "professional".

"Right..." Taehyung whispered under his breath as he quietly picked up his phone and saw a new message from Jeongguk.

—: I'm bringing dim sum for dinner; is that okay?

There's nothing particularly special in Jeongguk's message, yet for some reason, as Taehyung slid his phone back into his pocket, he felt his heart racing and found himself suppressing a smile.+

"You're right." Taehyung added, turning to Jimin with a guilty smile on his face, realizing that it was probably too late for him to turn back now.

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They say a fool is someone who ignores warning signs—and Taehyung knows that he might be one; it's just that, at this point, he couldn't bring himself to care about any of that right now.

It's been a month since Taehyung started getting closer to Jeongguk, and it feels like heaven to Taehyung so far. +

With Jeongguk, everything was easy; things always went his way, and he's so happy—perhaps too happy—that he's even disregarding how afraid he is of losing everything he has now.

The truth is that not much has changed since the first time Jeongguk spent the night with Taehyung. They do not interact as much when Taehyung is in GCE, but they continue to have dinner every night,+

and after that, Jeongguk still leaves; however, sometimes, before he leaves, they mess around a bit.

And tonight happens to be one of those nights.

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They're on the couch, and Taehyung's upper half is naked, his pants undone, while Jeongguk is still fully dressed as usual.

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Taehyung is seated on Jeongguk's lap, his back against Jeongguk's chest—Jeongguk's lips are busy lapping on Taehyung's neck, one hand toying with the sensitive buds of Taehyung's chest and the other down south, stroking Taehyung's hardness.

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"Nngh... A-ahjussi... Right there—ahh... Feels good." Taehyung moans, thrusting his own hips forward.

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"Oh, I'm on it... Patience, patience." Jeongguk chuckled, swiping his thumb over the wet tip of Taehyung's c*ck, teasing him more like he already knows that Taehyung's close.

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"F*ck, I already told you we can do more... Just how long are you going to keep me waiting?" Taehyung asks, his grabby hands tugging on Jeongguk's hair as he licks the faint trail of sweat on the side of Jeongguk's face.

Don't get him wrong, Taehyung's actually already happy with the current progress of his "relationship" with Jeongguk, as they can freely touch and kiss each other more freely than before; it's just that they've never done anything more.

Jeongguk continues to leave him hanging—always leaving after he gets Taehyung to finish, and other than that time at Jeongguk's office a month ago, Jeongguk has never allowed Taehyung again anywhere inside his trousers.

Heeding a bit of Jimin's warning, Taehyung decided to stop complaining and just take whatever Jeongguk was willing to give, but it doesn't mean that he stopped wanting it—no. +

After a month of messing around with the enigmatic director, Taehyung found himself falling deeper and harder—crashing face down on the ground, feeling more and more anxious each time he watched Jeongguk walk out the door.

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"Mhm... I'm not sure," Jeongguk teased, whispering in Taehyung's ear as he began pumping Taehyung's c*ck faster, leading Taehyung to moan and scream, pulling Jeongguk closer to him.

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"Ahhh... Ahjussi, you're so mean. L-let's just do it, yeah? I want it—wanna f*ck you," Taehyung drawled, his hand shooting up, cupping Jeongguk's cheek as he tilted the latter's face towards him.

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Jeongguk then stared Taehyung down through his lashes, finding it quite amusing how Taehyung still has the audacity to say he wants to f*ck him while he is the one squirming on his lap, looking like he's just waiting to be f*cked.+

Well, Jeongguk actually has no idea why he keeps on holding back; it's just that he feels like it'll be more complicated if he does something that might be hard for him to stop.

It might seem stupid—mental, even—given what they've done and what they're doing right now, but as long as he's not going all the way with Taehyung, Jeongguk thinks he can still stop this madness at any time. +

Nonetheless, once he gets a taste, that'll be the time when he'll be completely addicted—and Jeongguk isn't quite ready yet for such problematic commitments.

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"Why? Is this not enough? I'm pretty sure you're about to burst down here, and yet you're asking for more? How greedy," Jeongguk continued to tease, playing it off as if he's not been tempted to ravish Taehyung for weeks now.

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"Why? I'll make you feel good... You won't regret it, I promise," Taehyung whispered, placing his hand on top of Jeongguk's, feeling the way the latter continued to rub his shaft.+

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"You always make me feel good, so why can't you let me return the favor at least once?"

Oh, Taehyung is certainly not helping Jeongguk's already dwindling patience, but still...

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"I've heard that one before... But maybe next time, sugar. I have a meeting tomorrow morning, y'see." Jeongguk chuckled. Even if it's not a lie, Jeongguk can't deny that he used it as an alibi—otherwise, he might really end up not getting any sleep tonight.

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"I see... Next time, okay..." Taehyung said, his lips pulling up into a strained smile as Jeongguk increased the pace, which got Taehyung grunting deeply, arching his back and moving his hips, chasing his nearing release.

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"Yeah, sure..." Jeongguk rasped, staring intently at Taehyung's face as he flicked his wrist faster, all the while watching how Taehyung's breath stutter, plump, and wet lips formed to produce arguably the most seductive ah's and oh's Jeongguk has ever heard.

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Then, Taehyung came hard, all over Jeongguk's hand. He moaned Jeongguk's name, and Jeongguk despised how it sounded like both a prayer and a dark, dangerous temptation—+

a treat Jeongguk had been craving, something he desperately wanted to devour—but he couldn't, as doing so would mean breaking his own rules, which would essentially be the catalyst for disaster.

Deep breath in.

It's fine.

He can still hold back.

It's fine.

He can still stop.

It's fine.

This much is already enough.

But Taehyung's eyes are now on him—he's staring at him as if he's the one who hung the stars in the sky; he's breathing against his lips; any time now, he's going to lean in for a kiss, and Jeongguk cannot move—he's not even sure if he's still breathing.+

His demons keep whispering in his ears: What's stopping you? What are you so afraid of? They said, making Jeongguk ask the same questions to himself.

'Don't be fooled, you. He's only in it for the money. Once you let him have the upper hand, then it's over—he'll have you wrapped around his fingers, and we don't want that, do we? Yeah, we don't,' +

Jeongguk thinks, talking to himself, which doesn't really do much help considering the fact that he's still very much drawn into Taehyung's dazed gaze.

"...ssi... Ahjussi—ahjussi, are you okay?" Taehyung's words came in soft echoes getting louder in Jeongguk's ear, his warmth pouring into Jeongguk's skin; the mess he left on Jeongguk's hand still feels hot, and he looks so damn pretty, Jeongguk couldn't look away— +

couldn't shake himself out of a trance as well. "Ahjussi? What's wrong—mmph..." Taehyung failed to finish what he was about to say when Jeongguk grabbed the back of his neck with his clean hand and closed the gap between their lips, +

kissing him hard like a damn beast in heat, and since Taehyung hadn't fully recovered yet from the high of his release, he absentmindedly kissed Jeongguk back with the same need.

Ah, this is exactly what Jimin's warning Taehyung about.

Jeon Jeongguk is as sweet as the forbidden fruit, tempting the man in Taehyung to sin.

Taehyung wants him.

"Ahjussi... stay the night. Stay with me," Taehyung blurted out the moment they broke the kiss. It was just three words, and yet Jeongguk felt like his world had come to a standstill.

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'Oh, please, did you really think that I was in love with you and that I would stay with you? Why should I? Me, with a conceited, inconsiderate, insufferable pr¡ck like you? Hah, never. +

You think I didn't know about how you bragged to your friends that you built this sh¡tty company just for me? You've been running around telling everyone that I owe you my career—'

'What the f*ck are you saying? I never did such a thing!'

'What a liar. Pfft... Well, even if it's true that you didn't, that's probably what everyone's thinking every time they see me with you. Oh, that Han Eun-woo's so lucky he got himself a Jeon. +

He won best actor? Well, it's probably because he's getting his a/ss f*cked by a Jeon. He's filming a new movie? It's all thanks to director Jeon. Jeon this, Jeon that—f*cking hell, I'm sick of it! I'm sick of you!—'

'And you think that I'm not? I'm sick of you too, y'know? Do you think I didn't know how you've been getting around? You think I didn't know how you've been f*cking that damn rookie whom you just met while filming your new movie? +

The same movie that I f*cking invested millions in by the way... The same movie that I paid with MY money—money you've been leeching off me for years, you f*cking ungrateful b¡tc—you know what? Forget it.+

Does it pain you to be at least a tad bit appreciative? God... Fine, let's break up. If that's what you really want, I'm fine with that.'

'See? Now you've said it, you f*cking hypocrite... You never cared. We both know that you've only been with me for your own amusement. +

You only stayed because you didn't want anyone else to see how f*cking sad and pathetic your fancy little life is. Fine, I won't deny that I used you. Well, that's probably what everyone would do if they were in my shoes. +

You're so f*cking bright that no one will even bother to look at you. They'd only see you for your money and your name—and nothing else. That's all you are, Jeon. That's all you'd be. Now, thanks for everything, I guess... I'm done with sh*t.'
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For a moment, Jeongguk's breakup with Eun-woo flashed across his thoughts, reminding him of who he is. He is Jeon Jeongguk, someone whose name is known by everyone, yet he's still known by no one.

"I'm sorry. I have to leave. See you tomorrow, yeah?" Jeongguk said, waiting for Taehyung to tidy up himself before pulling his handkerchief from his jeans pocket to wipe down the mess in his hand; then he stood up and walked towards the door.

But then, just when his hand was already hovering over the door knob, Jeongguk felt the urge to look back, and as soon as he did, he regretted it immediately.

Taehyung is still sitting there, staring at him with eyes like those of a kicked puppy, looking like he's about to cry—and strangely enough, that's when Jeongguk knew he had to stop.

This isn't fun and games anymore.

"Should I... Should I stay the night?" Joengguk mumbled, looking away with a somewhat sheepish smile on his face.

"Please," Taehyung rasped. Then they locked eyes again, and from there, for the first time, Taehyung felt good that he was stupid enough to ignore all the warning signs floating inside his head.

"Happy?" Jeongguk said quietly. They are both standing now, with Taehyung caged in Jeongguk's arms.

Taehyung then pulled back and smiled, lightly nodding his head, staring Jeongguk right in the eyes. There, as they both went in for a kiss, Jeongguk wondered whether he'd regret this—well, he might, sooner or later—but one thing is for sure: it definitely won't be tonight.

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[ a/n : just a heads up 😅 this update contains around 6.5k words of smut and flith... Please don't ask me why, it just happened, i guess? I'm sorry 🙏🥲]

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They say that desire never stops; rather, it intensifies even after satisfaction. Taehyung had already persuaded Jeongguk to stay with him tonight, and as they continued to kiss, he knew he wouldn't be satisfied just by doing this.

He has to have him.

He wants to hold him—be held by him.

He is desperate to feel, hear, and touch him—to be consumed by him.

To be honest, Taehyung finds his attraction to Jeongguk somewhat unsettling. It doesn't even make sense considering they've only known each other for a few months at most, and Taehyung already couldn't control his emotions.

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It was as though he knew instinctively—with every strand of his being—that he had to have this person.

"Ahjussi... Ahjussi, let's take this to bed." Taehyung rasped against Jeongguk's lips, lightly pulling the back of the man's hair.

"Oh, don't worry, we'll get there. Have a bit of patience, sugar. I'm not done kissing you yet." Jeongguk chuckled, firmly holding Taehyung's jaw and pushing his thumb against Taehyung's chin as he pulled it down, +

leading Taehyung to slightly open his mouth. "Mhm... What a good boy. Keep it that way, okay?" Jeongguk replied with a smirk as he swiped his tongue across Taehyung's lips, causing the other man's eyes to roll back and a moan to escape from his throat.

"F*ck yes, okay, you can do whatever you want. I mean it," Taehyung didn't really mean to say it, but he couldn't help but voice his thoughts out loud when his eyes met Jeongguk's burning gaze.+

His dark doe eyes looked so innocent but insanely seductive at the same time, and it's making Taehyung feel as if he's special enough to drive a proper gentleman wild.

Taehyung then kissed Jeongguk back with the same passion and perhaps a little more need, clutching the back of Jeongguk's hair harder in his fist as he pulled him closer,+

letting their tongues dance to the same rhythm as they continued to drown in each other's heat.

"Ahh... Are you sure about that? No take-backs?" Jeongguk chuckled once again over Taehyung's hungry lips.

"I know what I want... And right now, I want you, ahjussi. I've been wanting to f*ck you—so bad—so f*cking bad, you have no idea," Taehyung rambled as he chased Jeongguk's lips for another kiss, only for the other man to teasingly pull away from him.

"Is that so?" Jeongguk grinned as he quickly grabbed Taehyung's arm, turning him around and bending him down, leading Taehyung to grab the backrest of the couch for some balance,+

while Jeongguk pressed their bodies together, pressing his crotch onto Taehyung's rear. "You keep saying you want to f*ck me... Now, what do we do? I kinda want to do the f*cking," Jeongguk remarked,+

looking Taehyung down and pushing his palm into the arch of Taehyung's back while his other hand held Taehyung firmly by the hip.

Taehyung suddenly felt shivers go down his spine. He can feel the growing bulge in Jeongguk's trousers as the latter rubs up against his behind.+

It felt huge and hot, and the way Jeongguk was pushing it against him felt so demanding that Taehyung couldn't help but revel in it—get aroused by it.

"Yes, yes... Do it. It's fine. I'm fine with anything, ahjussi." Taehyung said. Well, Taehyung is basically deaf to all reason right now; he's so touch-starved—so f*cking h*rny—that he'd do anything to get Jeongguk all over him this instant.

"You sound so sure, but are you really sure you can handle it? Me?" Jeongguk teased, pressing his nose into the crook of Taehyung's neck, while the latter turned his head to the side to glance at him.

"Yes," Taehyung said, nodding feverishly as if he'd never been this certain about anything before.

You can't simply forget what you already know, and the thing is, Taehyung has been aware of the feelings he has for Jeongguk for quite some time now.+

Although he still can't put his finger on it and doesn't even know what to call it, he's sure that he at least feels something for the man.

And apparently, the aforementioned "something" is enough to make him think and behave recklessly.

Whenever Jeongguk is around—whenever he's next to him—Taehyung wants Jeongguk to look at him, talk to him, maybe smile at him—touch him, and whenever the man does, Taehyung finds himself thirsting for more, +

and at times he even feels envious of the people Jeongguk has been with before—those idiots who had no idea they'd already struck gold.

But Taehyung isn't an idiot—impulsive, maybe? But never an idiot.

"So desperate," Jeongguk smirked, then grunted as he grabbed Taehyung's arm and turned him back around to face him again. "Stay that way, then. I think I like it more when you're desperate," he said before leaning in to ravish Taehyung's lips once more.

Desperate?

Oh, that's right, Taehyung might really be desperate, and at this point, he's not even embarrassed to admit it.

"Right. Then will you please do something about it already—since, as you said, I am so desperate?" Taehyung rasped, whispering in Jeongguk's ear as he ran his fingers through Jeongguk's hair. +

"F*ck me all you want... Get that fat d¡ck of yours inside my a/ss; unlike the rest of me, that part hasn't been used as much, so I'm pretty sure it'll be tight enough to get you satisfied," Taehyung added,+

earning an impatient—almost guttural—growl from Jeongguk as the latter hoisted him up, carrying him in his arms like a child, then throwing him on the bed, staring him down while he stripped himself of his suit jacket.

"Is that so?" Jeongguk sighed, his cheeks red, still staring at Taehyung as he undid the buttons on his shirt and took it off, while watching Taehyung push down his sweatpants and kick them off the bed, stripping naked as well.+

"Oh, I wonder if it will really be tight enough," Jeongguk teased, popping the button of his trousers & unzipping it.

"Why don't you try & find out for yourself? Quit holding back & just give it to me. 'm done waiting," Taehyung said, looking like a damn incubus in the flesh,+

dazed, half-lidded eyes sparkling with lust and need as he spread out his legs, baring his naked self in full display for Jeongguk's eyes to feast in.

"Oh, you're really testing my patience here, sugar," Jeongguk grumbled, pushing his trousers down and kicking them off before kneeling on the bed, between Taehyung's parted legs, slowly massaging the latter's thighs up and down.

"Patience? Does that even exist? If it does, I don't think you have any of it left in you right now, ahjussi." Taehyung rasped, licking his bottom lip in a way that made Jeongguk's d¡ck twitch inside his black boxer briefs.+

"Just admit it. You want me just as much as I want you. C'mon, don't be a hypocrite... It's about time you start getting what you've been paying for, don't you think?" Taehyung said, lifting a leg and hooking his ankle over Jeongguk's shoulder, +

watching as Jeongguk wrapped his fingers around it before softly kissing the arch of his foot.

"Mhm... You're right, I might've been holding back—but trust me, it's definitely for a good reason." Jeongguk cracked a grin +

before grabbing both of Taehyung's thighs and lifting them up, revealing the latter's tight and pink hole, which immediately twitched after being exposed, while Taehyung just gasped, unable to do anything but blush as he watched. +

"Such a tiny, pretty little hole," Jeongguk drawled, clicking his tongue while peering at Taehyung's entrance. "You have a lot of new projects lined up; what would you do if you were unable to walk? I was being generous, y'know? +

I truly didn't want to ruin you this soon," Jeongguk husked, his eyes still fixed on Taehyung's hole as if he'd been hypnotized, put under a spell that won't break until he can breach Taehyung's tight walls and make a mess of its insides.

Taehyung's heart continues to race as though it were about to spring out of his chest, just by the way Jeongguk is looking at him. He feels so desirable—and, dare he say it, beautiful—under the man's gaze.+

Oh, Taehyung feels like he could give anything just to have Jeongguk looking at him in this way all the time. He's down bad, and he's not really planning to do anything to fight it back.

"But you're going to do it eventually, right? So why not do it now? I mean, we're already here—on the bed—naked," Taehyung replied, feeling so hot that he can't think straight.

"I know. And don't worry, I think I'm tired of playing the good guy anyway," Jeongguk replied, brushing his fingers through his normally neat hair and messing it up, which somehow made him appear younger, more playful, and a hundred times sexier—in Taehyung's eyes.

"F*ck me. Yes, just f*ck me. Do whatever you want with me." Taehyung babbled absentmindedly, leading Jeongguk to chuckle in response.

"Alright, alright... I got it," Jeongguk said before he went and followed Taehyung's suggestion, getting his hands on whatever part of Taehyung that he could touch, kissing him on his lips, neck,+

and down to his chest, which got Taehyung whimpering, turning into one pretty moaning mess on the bed while tugging on Jeongguk's hair.

Jeongguk sucked on and played with Taehyung's nipples until both buds swelled and turned red in color, matching the shade of all the tiny love bites he had drawn all over Taehyung's neck and other areas of his chest. +

Once he was satisfied with his work, Jeongguk began to press light and wet kisses down into Taehyung's belly, licking a swirl around the latter's navel, causing Taehyung to moan and arch his back.

"G-god! Nngh..." Taehyung groaned, biting his bottom lip hard as his eyes rolled back.

"Mhm... I think not even god can help you now, sugar. We're just about to start." Jeongguk drawled, pushing a tongue in his cheek +

as he grinned and raised both of Taehyung's thighs up again, nearly folding him in half to have Taehyung's hole in full view in front of his face.

Oh,

"Oh... You won't—"

"Oh, I will," Jeongguk said, spreading Taehyung's hole open with his thumb before flattening his tongue against the pink rim,+

leaving Taehyung clenching the sheets in his tight fists while pressing the back of his head harder into the mattress.

Jeon Jeongguk is licking him.

His mouth.

His tongue.

On him.

"N-no... No, ahjussi... You don't need to do that! That's dirty!—"

"Shush... It can't be dirty when it's this pink and pretty." Jeongguk husked as he playfully blew air over Taehyung's hole, causing it to quiver and flutter deliciously in front of him. +

"So f*cking pretty," Jeongguk added before going down on Taehyung's hole once more, swirling his tongue over the rim.

"Nngh... F-f*ck... F*ckf*ckf*ckf*ckf*ckf*ck..... Ahhh...."

Nobody. Nobody had ever done this for Taehyung before—naturally so, given that he was a top before Jeon Jeongguk came and drove him to spread his legs like a sl*t. It's strange; Jeongguk's tongue feels soft, hot, and wet—and as it moves, +

it produces such filthy sounds that go directly into Taehyung's hard d¡ck, causing Taehyung to tremble and leak prec*m all over his stomach. He can feel Jeongguk breathing against his skin; +

he can hear his short yet deep grunts as he continues to eat his a/ss like it's his last meal; and as if that wasn't enough to drive Taehyung's mind crazy, Jeongguk slid a hand up from his thighs to his chest,+

flicking his thumb over Taehyung's sensitive nipple, then pinching it, twirling the red and swollen bud between his fingers, while Taehyung couldn't do anything but let out a breathless scream.

It's dirty. Taehyung feels dirty—so dirty, it's sexy.

"Ahhh... Nngh... A-ahjussi... Your tongue—don't lick it like that... Ahhh..." Taehyung moaned, +

not knowing what to do with his hands—with every muscle in his body, as Jeongguk began poking his hole with the tip of his tongue, slipping its way through his tight confines.

"Why? You seem to be enjoying this a lot. You're dripping—see?" Jeongguk whispered with a sly smile on his lips as he caught Taehyung's eyes, then he glanced up at Taehyung's c*ck, which is in fact dripping wet, +

leaking more and more that it pools in the latter's navel where its tip rests.

"d-don't say that—"

"Why not? Ahh, please don't tell me you're acting shy now. Don't you think it's too late for that?" Jeongguk drawled +

before he slightly stuck out his tongue and let his spit drip right into Taehyung's hole before pushing two of his fingers in, causing Taehyung's eyes to widen in shock.

"Nngh... H-hurts. It hurts, ahjussi..." Taehyung cries, knowing that while he can tolerate the pain, he can't say the same when it comes to his shame.

"Does it really only hurt? Nothing else, mhm?" Jeongguk asked, briefly glancing at Taehyung's face before bringing his gaze back down, watching at how his fingers got sucked into Taehyung's hole.

It's insane how insane Jeongguk is feeling right now. It wasn't as if he didn't sense it coming—he did. He knew that his paper-thin resolve would eventually fall apart and he'd go out of control;+

nevertheless, he didn't expect it to happen this soon. So far, Jeongguk has enjoyed Taehyung's company, their short conversations over dinner, and the fleeting glances and light touches they exchanged whenever they ran into each other at GCE.+

It's a bit embarrassing for Jeongguk to admit it, but whenever he's with Taehyung, he feels like he was back in his youth; the pleasure of having to hide and sneak around excites him so much that it went to his head, which probably affected his ability to think straight.

Nonetheless, despite all this, Jeongguk still finds it quite strange that Taehyung was able to elicit such fantasies that he had no idea he possessed.

It's highly risky, but Jeongguk continues to be conceited enough to believe he can manage it—until now, when it doesn't appear to be the case.

He can't do it.
He cannot, not do it. This.

Just awhile ago, Jeongguk swears he heard his remaining self-control snap into two, hitting him like a slingshot straight in the face, but instead of waking him up from his daze, it made him sink even deeper into Taehyung's gaze.

And now they're here.

Jeongguk has been reckless, and to be honest, right now, he could not care any less.

He now has Taehyung laying completely submissive under him, with two of Jeongguk's fingers in his a/ss, allowing himself to be stretched and loosened enough to fit Jeongguk's aching c*ck.+

It was as though Taehyung was just waiting to be ruined, and somehow that happened to be exactly what Jeongguk wanted to do with him.

Yes, he had wanted this since he first had Taehyung under him on his desk—in his own office. He had thought about it, dreamed and fantasized about having to get his tongue inside Taehyung's hole, +

and pondered over and over again how it would feel to taste the deepest parts of Taehyung that no one had probably ever touched before, and now that he found out that it's absolutely wonderful, there's just no way Jeongguk would not lose control.

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Maraschino Love
youtu.be/o1zRr2mwYEM?si…

Everybody wears a mask—a certain face they think is appropriate to be seen by others—and Jeongguk is now dropping his.

It turns out he is not the proper, dignified gentleman he thought he was, but rather a beast, famished enough to act foolish.

Who can blame him, really? Unless those who will judge him put themselves in his shoes, with Kim Taehyung splayed underneath them, blushing and naked, they will never fully understand Jeongguk's struggles.

Holding back would be impossible, especially when someone as seductive as Taehyung gets involved. 

"F*ck—this is diving me crazy, really." Jeongguk mumbled under his breath, letting out a somewhat quiet but still audible growl before using both of his fingers +

to spread Taehyung's hole out wider, scissoring him open and allowing his tongue to reach even deeper, swirling it around Taehyung's tight heat, slurping and sucking on it like there's no tomorrow.

Jeongguk is definitely acting ridiculously out of character right now. He has never even done this for any of his previous partners, and now here he is, eating out Taehyung's a/ss like his life depends on it.

He can hear Taehyung's moans getting louder and louder until he's practically screaming, writhing, and trembling while straining to keep his legs apart so Jeongguk can continue whatever he's doing—and Jeongguk is loving it.+

He loves how desperate Taehyung sounds, as it makes him feel like he is not the only one who is losing his mind.

"Ahhh... W-wait... Ahhh..." Taehyung cried, trying to push Jeongguk away as he felt his release was nearing. Jeongguk isn't even paying any attention to his d¡ck, but he's already had Taehyung so worked up that he's close to c*mming untouched. +

He can feel Jeongguk's tongue scraping his insides clean and his fingers pumping in and out of him.

It burns.

It hurts—but it hurts so good that Taehyung's even wishing for tonight to never end, even if it means he won't be able to sit or walk properly for the next three days.

Then, as Jeongguk pressed his face even harder against Taehyung's a/ss, his tongue slithering in deeper, hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves inside him, Taehyung stiffened up,+

trembled, and let out a loud grunt. That did it. Taehyung is coming undone, letting out thick spurts of c*m all over his own stomach.

"Hah... Already? That was fast." Jeongguk chuckled as he sat up, his eyes sparkling with want as he stared at Taehyung, +

who was already looking so f*cked, panting out of breath, his face flushed all red, with tiny globs of thick c*m over his stomach and even up on his chest.

"I told you to stop, ahjussi... You didn't listen—now look at what happened." Taehyung rasped, still out of breath, tracing the pads of his fingers over the c*m on his chest and stomach. +

Jeongguk's c*ck twitched at the sight; he's already leaking, seeds dripping on the white sheets.

"I think—you should look at what you're doing to me," Jeongguk said, taking the base of his c*ck and stroking himself, allowing his tip to lightly graze against Taehyung's leg. +

"See? I guess I'm no better than you, sugar. It's been awhile since I've looked this pathetic, and it's all because of you—all because of you. You'll take responsibility for this, yes?" Jeongguk drawled, +

looking so drunk in lust as he spread Taehyung's legs apart and lined the tip of his c*ck against Taehyung's puffy entrance.

"Yeah. Of course, of course, I will," Taehyung whispered, still absentmindedly staring at Jeongguk as he reached for the bottle of lube in the nightstand drawer and tossed it to Jeongguk.

"Looking after yourself, huh? I like that," Jeongguk smirked as he removed the cap off the bottle and poured an ample amount into his palm, warming it with his fingers.

"Mhm... not really; it might hurt, but I think I'd be fine with nothing. It's just that; it'll probably feel better for you if you f*ck me wet, ahjussi." Taehyung remarked as he reached up and tenderly caressed Jeongguk's face.

Jeongguk furrowed his brow, looking somewhat surprised and perplexed by Taehyung's rather loving gesture. "Are you for real? You're really thinking about what'll make me feel better? Sugar, you have no sense of danger," Jeongguk whispered,+

slightly shaking his head with a small smile as he huffed out a lungful of air, prodding Taehyung's hole with the tip of his c*ck.

The moment Taehyung felt Jeongguk's c*ckhead breaching his entrance, he knew he'd be ruined—split in half—destroyed.

It will hurt, and it will hurt so bad that he'll regret ever running his mouth and thinking with his d¡ck instead of his head.

Suddenly, Taehyung felt the need to run away, but he couldn't. He can't possibly back out now after he's seen the look on Jeongguk's face.

Jeon Jeongguk is flushed; he looks tense and stiff, as though he's in pain. He's holding back; he's struggling—and that's all for Taehyung's sake.

There, Taehyung realized that this would not be the same as the first time he tried to be on the receiving end, when the person he was with before never even bothered to ask if he was feeling okay, uncomfortable, or afraid. +

Back then, Taehyung was just thrown on the bed, his hips pulled up, his a/ss spat on, and was about to be impaled with little to no preparation at all. He was mortified and scared that he had to kick the guy off the bed and run out while pulling his pants up. +

Taehyung sobbed that night, hugging himself to sleep while feeling terrified, dirty, and cheap. Since then, Taehyung has sworn never to be in that position again.

And yet now he's here, spreading his own two legs wide while staring, looking so needy at the man who’s about to f*ck him.

"Relax... I don't really want to hurt you, sugar... So please, for the love of God, stop provoking me. Stop looking at me with those eyes... Nngh... Trust me, it's not helping—" Jeongguk couldn't finish what he was saying +

when Taehyung suddenly wrapped his legs around his waist, swinging both arms over Jeongguk's shoulders as he met his gaze, looking more determined.

"It's okay. I'm fine. I'll be okay, I promise," Taehyung whispered, looking Jeongguk in the eyes while clenching his jaw as he felt the fat tip of Jeongguk's c*ck slipping inside of him.

"Nngh... Too tight... Ahhh... Do you really want this to hurt—ahhh, f*ck!" Jeongguk groaned, carefully pulling his c*ck out, only to have Taehyung's heels press hard on his behind, pulling him in once more.

"I want to make you feel good... I'll be good. So don't hold back. Just give it to me. Everything." Taehyung murmured, dreamy eyes still locked on Jeongguk, unfazed despite the fact that he's now acting like a different person.

"God... Fine. After all, I did say that I'm done playing the good guy now." Jeongguk sighed as his lips arched up into a defeated smile, then he moved his hips,+

thrusting once, sinking hard and deep, with both of them moaning out loud as they felt their bodies finally becoming one.

It's not a big deal.

It's just sex.

It's not supposed to even mean anything.

Nevertheless, this feels more intimate than it should be.

Jeongguk's heart is racing, and he can tell Taehyung isn't much different from him. His d¡ck is throbbing within Taehyung's tight heat, and as he glanced down, +

he saw Taehyung's c*ck twitching all stiff and leaking once more, both their thighs shaking, sweat streaming down from their flushed cheeks.

This is it. The one thing Jeongguk had been avoiding finally happened. He had only entered him, yet it was enough for Jeongguk to understand he was hooked—f*cked out—addicted to Taehyung.

Taehyung then caught Jeongguk's gaze, and there, they both knew they wanted to say something but couldn't find the appropriate words to say, so Jeongguk just leaned in and claimed Taehyung's lips again. +

They kissed, tongues plunging in deep, swirling and sliding around each other, both grunting in between as Jeongguk began moving his hips, doing slow and shallow thrusts, building the rhythm. Then he sped up, going harder, more forceful, and dominating.

Jeongguk's hands roamed around Taehyung's body, palms sliding down from his waist to his hips, holding him still, then bringing one up, cupping Taehyung's chest and capturing his nipples between his fingers,+

before flicking his thumb against the sensitive bud, pinching and tugging it hard, causing Taehyung to arch his back and moan aloud.

"Ahh... Ahjussi..."

"Mhm... what?—you okay?" Jeongguk said, yet he's still thrusting his hips, pulling his c*ck almost all the way out, then slamming it all back in, doing it over and over again, squeezing his eyes shut with a grunt every time Taehyung welcomes each of his thrusts.

"Am I—am I making you feel good? Nngh... Does it feel good inside me?" Taehyung rasped against Jeongguk's lips, raking his fingers through the man's hair and cupping his cheek with his other hand.

"Ahh, you're seriously asking me that? Is the answer not obvious yet? F*ck, I even forgot to use a condom—sh*t, I'm sorry—"

"It's fine. I'm clean... Are you—"

"Yes, I am. Got tested after I broke up with my ex... Never had sex since then." Jeongguk husked as he pulled himself up, kneeling on the bed and staring down at Taehyung, watching the place where their bodies are connected: +

the base of his c*ck throbbing next to Taehyung's pink and puffy rim, lube and c*m frothing thickly around the sensitive skin. It looks so lewd and sexy that it is driving Jeongguk insane.

"I'm better than him, am I? Unlike him, you're the first—the only one so far allowed in here." Taehyung murmured, moving his palm down to his lower belly, smearing what remained of his drying c*m all over his skin. +

"See... So deep—I can feel you all the way here..." Taehyung said, eliciting an almost primal growl from Jeongguk, who grabbed him by the waist with both hands, raising his hips up and f*cking him as if wanting to beat his insides and turn them to mush.

"Ahhh! Yes! Yes! Ahhh... That's it—there! Nnggh... Ahhh..." Taehyung moaned, throwing his arms up and grabbing the sheets while Jeongguk continued to break into him.

"Sh*t... Ahhh... F*ck, yes... Nngh... Feels so good—s-so good," Jeongguk groaned. Oh, he's never been the chatty type in bed, but for some reason, with Taehyung, Jeongguk couldn't keep silent. He's feeling so young, reckless, and so f*cking indomitable, it's insane.

Jeongguk hasn't really felt anything like this since he was in his twenties, and even that probably wouldn't even compare. Feeling this good made him question what in the world he has been doing in his life and why the hell didn't he try living this wild?

Han Eun-woo kept Jeongguk constantly feeling on the edge, as though making it clear to him that he could be abandoned at any time, which Eun-woo eventually did.+

Thinking about it now, Jeongguk thinks that the time he spent chasing after Eun-woo wasn't really a pleasant experience. Taehyung, however, is a totally different story. +

Taehyung doesn't at all trigger any of Jeongguk's anxiety; yes, Taehyung might be an enigma to him in some ways, but the rest of him seems to be quite transparent.

Taehyung says what's on his mind, and he never shies away from acting on it, be it when it comes to his dreams, his need for money, or his blatant ways of seducing Jeongguk, which led them to where they are now.

With the beast within him awakened, Jeongguk blacked out, his body moving instinctively and his senses hyper-focused on the sensations he's getting from his d¡ck being constantly sucked into Taehyung's heat.

He's sweating like someone who runs a marathon as he flips Taehyung around and f*cks him in every position he can think of. +

Sideways, on his back, on his knees, with his hand pressing on the back of Taehyung's head, he forces Taehyung's face against the mattress and f*cks him like a stud with its b*tch during mating season.

It's messy and exhausting—and somehow that made Jeongguk forget that he's already in his late thirties.

Yes, Jeongguk can still keep up (thank god), especially since he's been religiously working out; nevertheless, even he has to admit that this pace and style of f*cking are well beyond his range of ease.

He's like an animal—a f*cking dragon breathing fire, and it's honestly getting a bit concerning, considering that they're already almost thirty minutes in and he's still going.

Hah. Well, he'd already come—once—maybe twice—inside Taehyung, but thanks to some miracle Jeongguk couldn't possibly dare explain, his d¡ck kept springing back to life, getting up, hard, and ready to take on another round—all without pulling out. Not even once.

"Ahjussi... Ahjussi... I don't think I can... Ahhh... I can't do it anymore. I feel dizzy... Nngh... Please, let's take a break." Taehyung pleads on all fours, his voice weak. +

Taehyung isn't even hard anymore, as he can't remember how many times he came untouched, and some of those times he has no idea when or how it happened.

"Just one more... Stay with me for a bit more," Jeongguk said, pulling Taehyung up by the arm and letting the latter press his back against his chest, with Jeongguk's c*ck still buried deep within him.

"I'm tired... I have school tomorrow," Taehyung sighed, leaning back and resting his head on Jeongguk's shoulder.

"School? Can't you skip it just this once?" Jeongguk rasped, breathing heavily into Taehyung's ear, placing his hands on Taehyung's chest, and playing with Taehyung's already overly sensitive nipple with his thumb and index finger. +

"After all, you've roped me into this. You said you'd take responsibility," he continued before pulling out his tongue and licking the shell of Taehyung's ear.

Oh, Taehyung felt chills go up his spine, his flaccid dick twitching—spilling a thin amount of c*m down his thighs. "But we've done it so many times—what if I get pregnant?" Taehyung "innocently" asked.+

Well, at this point, it's safe to say that he's completely out of it—and maybe also out of his mind. He's gotten way too sensitive, yet numb at the same time. He can no longer feel his legs, but he can still feel Jeongguk's thick c*ck pounding his insides.

Jeongguk was taken aback; he even paused for a second before he cracked a laugh, letting his palm slide up from Taehyung's chest to his neck, then cupping his jaw and turning Taehyung's face toward him.+

"Did you truly believe provoking me like that would help your case?" Jeongguk drawled, smirking against Taehyung's lips. +

"Fine, let's see—if I can f*ck you enough to change your anatomy," he added before pushing Taehyung down, grabbing him by the hips, and f*cking him senseless once more.

.
.
.
He died. Taehyung could swear he died and then came back to life. He even passed out a few times, and each time he regained consciousness, Jeongguk was still on top of him, f*cking him and flipping him like a ragdoll, as if he weighed nothing.

It's crazy. Taehyung may not be a virgin, but this is still the first time he's taken anyone from behind, and it's... Well, it's quite an experience, to say the least.

Taehyung never thought that a person could pass out during sex—it's simply not physically possible, and such a thing happens only in fiction. That's what he thought, and yet here he is.

What can he even say, other than he asked for this.

His eyelids feel heavy, as heavy as every part—every inch of his body—while his heart keeps on beating like crazy. Jeon Jeongguk on top of him looks absolutely majestic; his flushed cheeks, slightly swollen lips, +

and even the scratches Taehyung made all over his arms and shoulders just add to his appeal, and as Taehyung continued to stare at him absentmindedly, he realized something.+

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Cinnamon girl
youtu.be/kfAdqByTH5U?si…

Those three words he's been denying for the longest time since he met him.

He likes him.

It wasn't at all like a thunderbolt; the excitement Taehyung felt for Jeongguk was inconspicuous; it wasn't the kind that shook all his senses; +

rather, it crept in slowly but steadily with each fleeting glimpse and touch—those short conversations they had during the meals they shared almost every night.

Somehow, Jeongguk became a constant in Taehyung's life, saving him in more ways than one.

"Hah, this is crazy," Taehyung whispered with a soft chuckle, reaching up and softly touching Jeongguk's cheek as the latter loomed over his face.

"I know... Sorry, I swear, this... Nngh... I'm on my last round, I promise..." Jeongguk said, his voice hoarse, finally looking worn out enough that his statement seemed more credible.

Taehyung then just smiled and shook his head, running his fingers through Jeongguk's hair and pushing it back, exposing the latter's forehead. "Mhm... It's okay. I mean, you almost killed me, but it felt good. +

You're so good—so good to me, ahjussi. Ahh... How did I get so lucky?" Taehyung whispered practically half-asleep, wincing slightly as he felt Jeongguk throb inside him.

Jeongguk chuckled and kissed Taehyung's cheeks. "God, you really know how to inflate a man's ego, don't you? You keep singing me praises, and yet you're still not calling me by my name. C'mon, stop being so formal." he said. +

Jeongguk is already so close to c*mming, but since he's a selfish, ruthless monster, he's still dragging this moment for as long as possible.

He can tell Taehyung is barely conscious at this point, and Jeongguk isn't really much different. He had surely pushed himself past his limits tonight, without considering the aftermath.