hostage || jaeyong

five,

"Hyung!" Taeyong called after his brother.

Jooheon grabbed his nape and shook him gently while looking him in the eyes.

"You heard that. Stay here. I'll stop by later to bring you everything you need from home. I'll make sure nothing bad happens to you. I'll keep my word, and Mister Jung is going to keep his."

Taeyong didn't dare to beg.

He wasn't going to make a fool of himself, more than he was doing it already.

"See you." Jooheon ruffled his hair a bit too harsh, and Taeyong took the hint.

🏴🏴

As the door closed after his brother, he felt strong arms embracing him from behind.

"Don't fucking touch me!" He squirmed against the man. "If I tell my brother what you are up to..."

"You had your chance. You said nothing."

Jaehyun squeezed him harder while dragging Taeyong closer and breathing in his scent.

"No harm will come your way."

"Like hell, no harm will come my way."

Taeyong tried to break free to no avail.

"Don't you want to be a man? Stand on your own feet? Not live in your brother's shadow all the time?"

Taeyong was miffed for not being able to break free from Jaehyun's hard embrace.

"What are you going to do with me?"

"First, I should wash that potty mouth of yours with soap," Jaehyun spoke, rather amused with Taeyong's attempts to free himself.

"I am not a child." Taeyong warned.

"No, you're all grown up."

Jaehyun kept him close with one hand, letting the other travel on Taeyong's taut abdomen and rest atop his crotch.

"I think I remember that very well."

"Are you going to do something dirty?" Taeyong asked, his breath becoming faster for some reason.

Gently his head was turned enough to stare into Jaehyun's eyes.

"Dirty? Like this?"

The man asked and brought their lips together.

Taeyong felt dizzy, as minty smell and taste invaded his nostrils and tongue.

He was being kissed, and it felt more amazing then anything he had ever felt.

He had kissed girls, but they had been soft and yielding, while Jaehyun was hard and demanding and his tongue moved inside Taeyong's mouth, making him feel like he was being fucked.

He moaned into the kiss, without realizing it.

"I think we'll have to redefine what 'dirty' means in your vocabulary," Jaehyun chuckled while interrupting the kiss. "For instance, last night, I would have very much liked to lick all that remaining cum spread all over your chest."

Taeyong felt his knees turning into melted butter.

He had come quite a lot the night before, and he could remember his t-shirt getting all sticky from it.

Jaehyun's hand moved again to squeeze him through his jeans.

"Are you really a virgin, Lee Taeyong?"

"I'm not a fucking virgin," he breathed out. "I've fucked plenty of girls," he tried to fake bravado.

"You know exactly what I mean," Jaehyun squeezed him harder. "Have you ever had a cock up your ass?"

"No, I'm not a fucking fag, you asshole!"

He tried to fight against the man's embrace.

"What are you afraid of? That your brother is going to find out?"

"There's nothing to find out," Taeyong said stubbornly.

"Really? You're seconds away from coming in your jeans, and I'm merely stimulating you," Jaehyun pointed out the obvious.

"Let me go!"

Taeyong squirmed against the touch.

"As you wish."

Jaehyun suddenly released him and took a step back.

"I have a lot of work to do today, and it is usually against my principles to mix business with pleasure. I suppose you can get through the day with a small... unresolved issue," he added, laughing softly.

Taeyong swallowed with difficulty.

Stopping his racing heart was not easy either.