The sound of a harsh skin slapping against skin resonated into the silent room. The tall well-built man's head was thrown to the other side by the force, eyes wide due to the unexpected action, the cherry red print of Jimin's small hand was prominent over the gray head's tan cheek.
"You liar, you fucking liar." Jimin gritted out, eyes bloodshot from the anger and rage streaming through every single vein of his body as he looks down at the man in front of him with virtuous hatred.
"What—" The man, with confused furrowed eyes and a hand over his cheek was about to speak but was interrupted by the silver head.
"Remember Jungkook?" Jimin asked straightforwardly, watching how the gray head's eyes expanded their usual size in realization. The smaller male shook his head gradually at the divulgence. Disappointment is prominent through his almond orbs.
"He is back?" The gray head asked, shock evident in both his voice and complexion.
"He is. Didn't really expect it, did you?" Jimin mocked, the corner of his plump lips tilting upward into an exceedingly disgruntled smirk.
"Listen, Bub. I was about to tell you—" The man tried to protest, tried to defend, and was about to explain himself but was yet again interrupted by the silver head.
"When? When were you about to tell me?" Jimin deadpanned, head tilted to the other side as a heavy grimace masked his features. "It's been years for fuck sake! When were you exactly supposed to tell me?!" This time, his voice went to a higher pitch, he was almost yelling at the taller male standing before him. Since they were inside the gray head's hotel chamber, it has very little chance of them getting caught.
This time, the man did not say anything. His head tilted downward with a stagnant scowl, palms pressed over the wooden table situated against a wall. He was sweating, his head was feeling extremely heavy and the world felt like it was reeling in front of his very eyes due to being caught red-handed.
To be fair, He totally forgot about Jungkook and his existence over the years thus telling about the raven head with an exposed forehead and sharp jawline to Jimin never crossed his mind.
The image of the guy with raven hair, his short strands that used to fall over one of his slightly smokey eyes flashed before the gray head's visions that he dated back in his senior year when the guy was a freshman. He totally forgot about the Jeon Jungkook with a sassy attitude, a total spoiled brat with vulgar thoughts always running through his pretty little head.
"I never recognized you, did I? Even though we dated for so long I failed to see your innards, your heart, your mind. I never learn you that well." Jimin's voice sliced through the thick silence, both of his hands balled into two fists. Now that he thinks about it, he seriously failed to judge the older man.
He never got the chance to know his lover or read his lover since the man always was busy chasing behind his 'goal'. And even though he has asked the gray head about his previous lover's or his past, now all the answers the gray head had given to him feel like they were all lies and half-truths.
Everyone deserves love, everyone deserves to be loved and everyone deserves to love. But being too blind in love is not good. That shit can ruin you.
Love maybe the most delicate thing in the whole universe but it has the ability to destroy you both mentally and emotionally.
"You knew he was my best friend but you still got into a relationship with me even though you were committed to him too!" Jimin snarled, throwing his arms in frustration, eyes swelling up with unshed tears because all the emotions that are congregating inside his head altogether are making him feel fragile and vulnerable.
"You know how the situation was, Jimin. We literally rush into this relationship—"
"And who was the one that rushed things?" Jimin deadpanned again causing the gray head to let out a sigh of defeat.
"I know I was the one who rushed into this relationship. But all I'm trying to say is because we rush into this relationship I couldn't properly break up with Jungkook. I didn't have the time." The man differed, thick brows curved together to prove his point.
"What bullshit!" Jimin scoffed at his lover's rationales. Finding it absolutely ridiculous.
"The boy was too much in love with me. It was hard for me to find a reason to break up with him but at the same time, I wanted to make you mine. So I just had to go with the flow. I just dated Jungkook for a month after we got into a relationship anyway. I didn't want to tell him I want to break up with him because of you, his best friend. He would've hated you—"
"He hates me now! He hates me anyway! He thinks I knew everything, that I knew you were cheating behind his back with me and I supported you! He hates me now and it's all because of you!" The silver head accused his lover while extending a finger at him and inflating his voice yet again. The tiny narrow veins were popping up from under the thick skin of his neck from the pressure he is putting on his vocal cords.
The grayhead has never seen his lover showing this much rage and hatred towards him. He has never seen Jimin this angry and frustrated over him. Which honestly surprised and scared him.
"You are the most narcissistic man I've ever seen in my entire life. Just because of some goddamn property papers you rushed our relationship." Jimin ranted as he took slow steps toward the taller male who remained frazzled on his spot. "For some fucking property share you told me to stay married to Taehyung even though I wanted a divorce from the very start. Because of your selfishness, my best friend hates me now," Jimin shoved his index finger onto the taller male's chest while he glares up at him. "Because of you I hurt Taehyung, treated him like absolute shit and you let me do it even though he is your fucking brother!" he yelled out the last part, the tears finally running down through his porcelain skin but his face remain infuriated.
Silence erupted the whole room, only the faint noise of Jimin's sniffles was the only source of sound remaining in the thick air while the smaller male still glares up at his lover. The gray head solely stares down at Jimin with guilt flashing through his features. What is he even supposed to say? Because he knows it's true that he never tried to stop Jimin from treating Taehyung, his own brother like this. He has always seen how miserable and depressed Taehyung was over his married life but all he did was act like a good brother only to sleep with Jimin later.
He never cared, all he cared about is himself and that goddamn property share.
"How could you be so cruel, Namjoon? How could you do something as low and horrendous as this to your own brother?" Jimin cried out, voice precarious and lips wobbling due to holding himself back from whaling his heart out. His cheeks and nose were tinted with a shade of peach red as tears continuously stream down from his angry red eyes.
"You know my reason." Namjoon let out thickly, his eyes also swelling up with unshed tears. "You know why I exactly did that." He then added in a breathy tone.
"Still doesn't give you justification for ruining three lives. Just because your father was unfair with you doesn't give you the right to ruin three fucking lives. You ruined Jungkook's, you ruined Taehyung's, and you were already ruining mine, and I let you!" Jimin snapped, his own voice was stuck in his throat and he felt like no matter how loud he wants to speak, his voice just won't come as piercing as he want them to.
"No? Please, bub. Don't say that. Yeah, I ruined my brother's life, I admit I did oppressive with Jungkook but I never wanted to ruin yours. I just wanted the property papers so that I could escape with you." Namjoon tried to explain, a little desperately I could say. He was desperate though because even though he fucked up with his own brother and ex-lover, he has genuine feelings for the silver head.
But he wants the property papers as well.
"After playing games with the two closest people in my life you wanted to escape with me?" Jimin let out in disbelief. Physically he was looking up at his lover due to the height difference indeed but mentally, he was looking down at his boyfriend for being so self-obsessed.
"Now that I think about it, why do I feel like you used me too?" Jimin uttered, his tone coming out breathy and not loud enough as if he was telling this to himself, that he just realized the statement he stated but Namjoon heard him clearly.
"I did not, Jimin— please." Namjoon yet again let out frustratingly to protest himself.
"I can't stay with you anymore." the smaller guy declared out of the blue causing the other guy to freeze on his spot.
"What—"
"I don't care if I can have Taehyung or not but I can't stay with someone as narcissistic as you. Someone who played disgusting games with his own brother, who broke a young boy's heart without a second thought. Just because you were greedy enough for some property. Who knows? Maybe you will leave me tomorrow if you find your own benefits in someone else?" Jimin rambled while shaking his head left to right with a humorless chuckle. He was staring at Namjoon indeed but his eyes were gloomy and vision blurry from the tears.
"Are you being serious right now? I love you, I really do, can't you see that?! I would never do something like this to you. I am not playing with you, bub. Trust me!" Namjoon literally was begging at this point to the other to stay and the moment he step forward to reach Jimin, the said guy stepped back.
"We are over, Namjoon." With that being said Jimin whirled around in an instant and stomped forward towards the exit door with tear-filled eyes while a very shocked and worried Namjoon trailed behind him. Calling him, begging the younger to stop.
But Jimin didn't listen to any of it and closed the door shut on Namjoon's face, leaving the man inside his chamber.
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The pitter-patter of the water hitting the smooth and plain surface of the sink resonate in the public male washroom of the resort. Taehyung was standing with both of his arms crossed over his broad chest, his back pressed against the basin counter while the blonde head washes his hand beside him after using the toilet.
The CEO turn his head and peered down at Jungkook with a not-so-impressed look who was checking himself out in the mirror while still rubbing both of his hands with the slippery and foamy texture of the handwash.
"Did you just flirt with a man you merely met in front of me?" Taehyung couldn't hold himself back from asking the question. Cocking a brow, he gazes down at Jungkook with an impressively perilous poker face.
But that didn't affect Jungkook. The older's pissed-off look only pushed him to be bolder and brattier.
"Looks like I did," Jungkook sing-song out his words, jerking his head to the side elegantly to remove the one strand of hair out of his eyes. Taehyung was fast enough to stretch out his hand and remove the strand of blonde hair out of Jungkook's eyes and tuck them behind his ear prettily.
The older scoff later with a dry chuckle and rolled his eyes, "And you say you love me." He muttered out but due to the proximity, Jungkook heard him loud and clear.
The blonde glanced at the older who was sulking and shook his head with a sigh before averting his gaze again, "But you don't love me back, so I still very much have the right to do whatever I want with another man." Jungkook stated straightforwardly. If you think about it, he was being authentic though. They are not committed, the feelings Jungkook has for the older are also one-sided (according to him) means, the older indeed doesn't have full rights over his love life or sex life yet.
Taehyung turns his head to the side and yet again glares down at the younger who slides his hand under the faucet and the water as expected began to rinse off the soap from his skin. Taehyung waited until Jungkook washed his hands completely and the moment the younger took some tissues from the box and dried off his hands, he was harshly turned around by the older and now Jungkook's the one who's pressed against the basin counter while Taehyung towered over him.
"Still doesn't give you the right to whore around, darling. Not in my presence, not behind my back too." Taehyung rasped deeply right after he snaked both of his arms around the younger's tiny waist and pressed their chest insanely close. If our body was like air, they would've been one right now, legitimately.
Jungkook bites his lower lip, his own alluring eyes staring back at Taehyung's fierce one. Tattooed hands are placed over the taller male's broad shoulders for support. "So are we going to be that couple now? One with feelings and the other with no feelings but shows ownership anyway." Jungkook rasped back, his warm breath fanning against Taehyung's plump lips but still not touching. Hands ran up and down through the older's clothed chest.
"Who told you I don't have feelings for you?" Taehyung breathed out, narrowed eyes peering down at Jungkook who froze for a second, eyes expanding before he was back to his previous characteristic with a blink of an eye.
"Mhm, not a valid reason to inhibit me from getting attention from men. After all, I am too enchanting to not lure men." Jungkook taunted the older with a luscious smirk and a faint pout. His arms finally resting around Taehyung's neck, bony fingers playing with the other's honey brown mullet.
A loud gasp escaped through Jungkook's pretty plump lips when Taehyung out of nowhere manhandled him smoothly. The taller male picked him up like the younger's muscles were nothing but air balloons to him and places his bottom over the countertop before pressing him against the mirror, trapping him between his strong arms and intense gaze.
"If you want to be a slut that desperately, I demand you to be my slut only," Taehyung whisper-growled against Jungkook's lips, his own eyes never leaving the younger's Bambi ones.
A subtle whimper escaped from Jungkook's mouth when the older male gave a harsh squeeze to his ass before speaking again, "Because this, belongs to me." He husked deeply, a moan almost escaped from Jungkook but he could feel himself getting hard already.
Who thought a little dirty talk and slight degradation is enough to make the Jeon Jungkook hard?
Taehyung trailed his other hand from Jungkook's hips to his inner thigh and slipped his long fingers in between the blonde's pressed thighs, thumb brushing against the latter's clothed crotch.
Jungkook moaned softly at the light friction, eyes looking down at the way Taehyung was circling his thumb over the growing tent, he bites his lips, feeling the cold sensation of the silver ring at the tip of his tongue. his cock twitching under his tight slacks and stretchy Calvin Klein undies.
Their heavy breaths were fanning against one another, lips slightly brushing and eyes shut close in pleasure. Taehyung's thumb keeps pressing over Jungkook's semi-hard, causing the younger to flinch or jerk upward whenever the older would put serious pressure.
Jungkook bites his lower lip again when Taehyung pinched his inner thigh, an audible moan soon leaving his high-pitched vocal.
He craned his neck backward as he lets out a breathy whimper when he felt the older's pillowy lips leaving butterfly kisses all over his skin, sending tingles down his back spine. But they soon turn into bites and sucking. The blonde could bet there are already quite a few hickeys trailing down his pale neck.
He arched his back and slightly stumbled backward over the mirror again when Taehyung pushed his face into the crook of the younger's neck quite harshly. Goosebumps ran down the younger's body when he listened to the older's deep breaths right beside his ear, the wet sucking noises were cherry on top.
Taehyung's hands were all over him. Sometimes squeezing his tiny waist, pinching his skin until they turn into that pretty hue of peachy pink, groping and fondling with his meaty ass as he proceeds to suck and bite down the younger's already hickey sheathed neck.
Jungkook flutter his eyes open when he felt the older's slender fingers playing with his waistband button and soon a muffled 'pop' sound resonated from down there and his zipper was soon pushed down. The blonde's eyes rolled back when the CEO insert his veiny hands past through the cotton fabric of his briefs and began to palm his bare dick, slow and nice.
"A-Are you gonna fuck me here?" Jungkook let out through a shaky breath. Face camouflaging with blissful pleasure as the older kept palming his hard one inside his briefs.
"No, I am not," Taehyung answered and pull away from Jungkook's neck. The pink dusk almost, almost take over Jungkook's pale cheeks when he saw the overgrown smirk and lust lingering in the older's foxy orbs.
For the first time, he felt little under the older's gaze.
"Don't you fucking dare make me hard and leave me here, Kim," Jungkook warned with lopsided brows, causing Taehyung to let out a low chuckle.
It took everything inside Jungkook to hold himself back from letting out a whine when Taehyung stopped palming his bare dick and pulls out his hand. He harshly sunk his teeth into the skin of his bottom lip to not let out a sound that would fuel the older's cockiness even more. Even though Taehyung could tell Jungkook wasn't very happy with the older's action just by looking at the heavy sulk and crooked brows.
Taehyung chuckled, a very dark and raspy one, "I won't fuck you," He said before sinking down on his knees over the washroom tiles, "But I will show my ownership to this," He declared with a wicked smile, his hand snaked behind Jungkook and to the younger's surprise, he yelped with wide eyes when the older gave him a harsh slap to his plumpy ass that even the sound resonated into the empty washroom, it was that loud before the older nipped on the meaty area. "Over something that I won." He then added, hand still groping the blonde's ass in a possessive manner.
A gasp yet again escaped through Jungkook's plump lips when the older cupped both sides of his hips and roughly pulled him forward until he was sitting at the edge of the countertop. He breathed heavily when his slacks were being pulled down to his ankle along with his briefs. The honey brown head then bends the younger's legs until they touched his chestal area, "Hold them." Taehyung demanded and surprisingly Jungkook complied, holding both of his legs close to his chest, blushing because not only his entrance was wholly exposed to the other's sight but the way Taehyung was eyeing his puckering hole.
Never in his life ever did Jungkook imagine himself enjoying getting manhandled this much.
The older male leaned forward, his soft yet rough lips gently pressed against Jungkook's inner thighs. His thumb gently caresses the smooth skin as his teeth grazed against the pale flesh, soon turning the spot pink to purple.
Taehyung repeats the same action in different areas of Jungkook's porcelain skin. Painting the smooth surface with his love bites as the younger whimpered and moaned softly, his lips formed into a circle shape and eyes benevolently shut, sucking in all the pleasure he was receiving from the man under him.
Jungkook slightly jerked back with a loud wheeze but ended up moaning the older's name when Taehyung trailed his kisses from Jungkook's inner thighs to his fluttering hole. He first left some kisses around the pink rim, hot breath tickling the wrinkly skin causing Jungkook to whine before the older cupped the younger's ass and spread his cheeks, inserting his tongue after, earning a melodic 'Ah' from the blonde.
Jungkook's eyebrows were scrunched together in pleasure and moans were continuously escaping from his ajar mouth as Taehyung eat him out while kneeling over the washroom floor. His short nails dug into the younger's fluffy flesh, enough rough to leave some marks behind.
They were playing with thin ice because both of them are aware of where they exactly are. Anyone could walk into this public washroom now and catch a married man eating his husband's best friend's ass. They know it was risky but they also know people barely come to this washroom since the hotel has bathrooms in each chamber of the resort.
But that doesn't mean it's completely abandoned.
"F-Fuck, You are an exhibitionist? I fucking love you!" Jungkook moaned out. He frowned because when he peeked down, he couldn't see the older properly due to his thick thighs. So he spread his legs even wider and hold his legs even closer to his chest, instantly moaning at the view of the older eating him out with furrowed eyebrows in concentration.
"Mhm, You look so fucking hot like this," Jungkook commented, biting his lips after. He let go of his one thigh to grab Taehyung's hair and pushed his face even closer to his wet hole. Taehyung waddled forward on his knees and literally hugged the younger lad's hips as he pushed his tongue deeper, swirling it inside, feeling how wet and silky the younger's walls felt against his rough tongue.
Taehyung pulls away for a second to spit on the younger's entrance to make it more slippery before he dives in again.
Jungkook threw his head back which caused him to hit the mirror behind him, one of his hands slapped against the mirror, leaving his handprint behind. The mirrors were already becoming foggy from all the hormone release and how hot the room was turning. His chest rises with every heavy breath that he is taking. Sweat coated his whole body, blonde bangs sticking to his forehead, and his lips were swollen from constant biting.
The wet slurping noises coming from the older and the slutty high-pitched moans repeatedly escaping from Jungkook's parted lips were the only sound that remained in the public washroom.
Jungkook's eyes flew open and his moans also came to a sudden halt when he heard faint footsteps outside the washroom and two men conversating with each other. When he was about to warn Taehyung about it, as if the older also heard the footsteps, he started to suck the rim of Jungkook's muscle even harder.
"A-Ah, shit, Taehyung! You want us to get caught or what?" Jungkook complained, not able to hold back his moans anymore. His hand went back to clutching Taehyung's hair again.
The older did not answer and proceeded to suck at a faster pace.
Jungkook looks down at the honey brown head before a smirk plastered over his small lips. "What if it's your husband? H-Huh?" He uttered, smirking even wider when Taehyung stopped for a second and looks up at him with his big puppy eyes, drool gathered under his chin that he immediately wiped off with the back of his arm before diving into exploring the younger's cavern again.
"Imagine your husband walking into us. Imagine how his reaction would be seeing his husband eating his best friend's ass oh so desperately. Like the good puppy you are for me." Jungkook phrased between his low moans, back arching and throwing his head back when Taehyung's teeth graze against the pink skin, warm and wet tongue swirling inside him, exploring his closed walls.
Drools were continually sliding down from Taehyung's chin and his jaw was hurting at this point from how long he is eating the younger's ass but he ignored the pain.
This time Taehyung used one of his hands to play with the young lad's balls and the other to give him a slow blowjob.
"Seems like you don't care." Jungkook chuckled giddily, "Aw, puppy wants to show off me? Want your husband to see who you actually belong to?" Jungkook cooed over the older and softly caresses his honey brown locks. The blonde smiled tenderly when Taehyung nodded his head in agreement.
"Fuck—faster your pace. I'm close." Jungkook urged and grabbed the older's wrist, guiding him to stroke his dick at a rapid pace. Taehyung, of course, obeyed and swerve his fist up and down around the younger's hard one at a speedier rate.
Jungkook's grip around Taehyung's hair tightened to the point that the older could feel a sharp pain diverging through his thick skull but he yet again ignore the pain.
They again heard the soft murmurs and faint footsteps coming towards the public washroom. Jungkook saw two pairs of legs standing right behind the door of the washroom, seems like the two men, whoever they are is talking to each other.
As much as Jungkook likes the thrill of getting caught by some stranger while he has his private pleasure session with his lover, he doesn't want a rumor to be spread that the CEO is having affair, at least not yet.
And thank God he was close to his orgasm. Jungkook bites his lips and tugs on Taehyung's brown locks causing the older to look up with knitted brows. The younger pointed at his hard one with his eyes and the older lad immediately understood what he meant.
Seeing how Jungkook's shaft was twitching from time to time and getting bigger in size, how angry red the tip was, and how heavily he was producing precum, it didn't take a toll on Taehyung to understand the blonde is close to exploding.
So as not to dirty their clothes and the washroom floor, Taehyung went forward and took Jungkook's dick inside his mouth, bobbing his head up and down, hollowing his cheek. Jungkook let out a satisfied sigh but it didn't last long when he noticed one of the men between the two walking away, leaving the other behind, which means the other is about to walk in to use the washroom.
And to Jungkook's luck, the man was being called by the other man again and they started to share a few other final words.
At the same time, Jungkook curled his toes and slapped his palm over his mouth to not moan out loud as he squirted his load inside Taehyung's mouth, painting the older's walls with his white liquid.
He immediately pulled Taehyung's face away from his now soft dick by the older's hair and hopped off the countertop, cursing at how badly his legs were shaking from the orgasm. Ignoring that, he quickly pulled up his briefs and slacks before turning away to zip up the zipper and button up the waistband.
Taehyung was confused at first but when he noticed the man walking in, the CEO immediately went toward the basin, turn on the faucet, and flashed a heavy amount of water on his face to get rid of the drool and cum remaining on his lips.
The stranger didn't pay much attention to the two other males who just did some unexplainable things to each other looking completely wrecked with swollen lips and messy hair. The man was too immersed in his phone to notice anything and went directly into one of the toilet stalls while using his phone.
Taehyung raised his face from bowing down towards the basin and look straight into the mirror, observing how fucked up he was looking, the area around his mouth was basically red for using it too much. He then glances down and notices the huge tent between his legs which led him to curse under his breath.
The honey brown head later turns his head to his left, catching the younger peering down at his bulge too.