Heavy breaths and harsh lips smacking sounds resonate in the open air of the underground parking lot as the two grownup males make out with each other heavily after they escape from the public washroom. How did they end up in an underground parking lot after literally having an ass eating session? You never know.
Taehyung's back harshly slams against a car while Jungkook rubs his body all over the older male sensually whilst he moves his lips with the older in perfect rhythm, playing with their tongues, thrusting the wet muscle in and out of their hollow cavern, sometimes even roaming it inside their mouth for better taste. His curvy tattooed fingers trail down from the taller male's clothed chest to his abdomen and then they finally rest over his attention-deprived hard dick over the silk fabric of his slacks.
"Fuck, doll. Wanna fuck your mouth until all you're left with is a sore throat and teary eyes. Wanna ruin your pretty little lips and then paint your walls white with my cum." Taehyung whispered against Jungkook's lips before capturing the younger's lips between his own again, kissing him profoundly and even harder than before. Moaning deeply because of the light massage he was getting from the younger down there between his slim thighs. Hands resting over the blonde's tiny waist as if it was meant to be.
Jungkook moaned into the kiss at the dirty talk. He cupped the older's huge bulge and squeezed it between the pad of his palm, earning a throaty moan from the taller fellow. He then pulled away from the kiss and spoke flirtatiously, "Thought we are renewing our relationship in a non-sexual way?" Jungkook asked with a subtle smirk as his hooded gaze stare up at Taehyung's pleasured ones. Hand still slowly palming the older's hardened shaft.
"Fuck what I said!" Taehyung verbatim growled before switching their position, he opened the back seat door of the unknown car which was surprisingly unlocked and pushed Jungkook inside. Trails of giggles left from the younger's mouth when his back hits the cold surface of the leatherette cover. Taehyung hops in right after, hovering over the younger after closing the door behind them.
Jungkook's giggles gradually evolve into shaky breaths and low whimpers when Taehyung planted his lips over the younger's hickey-swathed neck. The older lad trails his kisses down from the younger's throat to his collarbones and then creates more hickey on the outlines of his pecs through his slightly exposed chest.
Jungkook shuts his eyes gently as he consumes the euphoric pleasure that the man above him was giving to him. He parted his mouth open, breathy soft moans immediately making their way out of his vocal cords.
Every kiss tended by the older's pillowy lips sparks tingles down his skin, he can feel the hair on his body standing up from the way the older was touching him with his cold fingertips, so soft, so tender as if he was scared, one wrong move and he would accidentally break the dainty male under him. An odd kind of heat was produced by the two males inside the car which triggered their hormones, even more, making both of them more sexually aroused than they already are.
Jungkook sucks into a sharp breath as he threw his head back while his back arches in an 'S' shape when Taehyung unbuttoned a button of his shirt and took one of his nipples inside his mouth. The young male closed his thighs together daintily and rubbed them against each one when he felt the familiar friction running down through the veins of his dick and he felt himself getting slowly hard.
He inserts his bony fingers through the older's honey brown locks who were rather concentrated on sucking his hard nipples. He moaned and hissed whenever the older would bite or pull on his nipple piercing.
Jungkook could feel every movement of Taehyung's tongue over his sensitive bud. How he was swirling the wet muscle over the pink skin, sometimes lapping and flicking the hardened part. That was exactly why Jungkook was becoming so restless. He couldn't decide or set his mind upon where he should put his hands on or exactly what he should grip.
The male above him was that good with his tongue work.
When the pleasure was becoming too overwhelming for Jungkook, he brought Taehyung's face closer to him and kissed him deeply. The older immediately responded, cupping Jungkook's face he kissed back passionately.
Both of their eyes closed, just lips moving into a captivating rhythm.
Taehyung pulls away from the kiss shortly to peer down at the younger's face, to admire his gorgeous features. Jungkook felt shy under the older's intense gaze admiring him ever so fondly.
"You're so pretty, just like a doll." Taehyung complimented breathlessly, smiling affectionately when he notice the pink hue of rush gathering over the younger's cheek but the said male was, of course, trying to play it cool.
Even though it was dark inside the car Jungkook's pale skin was still glowing like the moon that revolves around the earth from thousands of miles away.
The older- while looking down with the same intense yet fond gaze -trailed the pad of his thumb over Jungkook's plumpy bottom lip, feeling how soft the muscle felt under his gentle touch. He also noticed how the younger's eyes were turning half-lidded as if he was too affected by the older's touch and gaze to even handle it so his mind was slowly shutting down on its own.
Taehyung internally cooed at the action.
The older slowly leaned down and planted his lips ever so softly over the younger's small ones to leave a cute peck. With every little tiny peck, the older trailed down to Jungkook's dumpling-like cheeks, leaving plenty of soft pecks over the fluffy skin as well.
Jungkook wrapped his arms around the older's neck and tilted his head to the side to give better excess for the older to kiss his cheek however he wants. His half-lidded eyes finally shut down as he lost himself in the reservoir of affection the male above him was diverging.
The affection, the succulent touches, the fond gaze, the love, everything about the older felt so domineering for Jungkook to handle that he slowly felt himself slipping into sub-space.
Unfortunately, both of them stiffen on their spot with wide eyes when they heard the door of the driver's seat open and hops in Jimin, his whole focus being devoted to his phone.
Taehyung cursed internally with wide eyes and slowly pulls away from Jungkook as he tried to sit straight. The older glimpsed how Jimin was too immersed in his phone to even notice what was going on around him. Taking advantage of the situation, Taehyung snapped his head towards Jungkook and mouthed him to leave the car.
Jungkook was about to take a sharp breath out of frustration but realized even his breath can earn Jimin's attention now. I mean, one look over the rear mirror and both of them will be caught red-handed.
So to satisfy the older, he slowly and carefully raised his body from the seat while keeping his eyes on Jimin whose face was glowing by the light coming from the device in his hand only. It was pretty dark inside the car.
Jungkook managed to turn around and somehow he also managed to open the car door without making any noise. He slowly crawls down from the car while Taehyung was sticking to the other side of the car, right behind Jimin's seat so that the older can't see him. And when the blonde was attempting to shut the door back, the electromagnetic force caused the car door to slam against the edge and it made a pretty loud sound, enough loud to earn Jimin's attention.
The silver head immediately turned on the lights of the car and spun his head around to see Taehyung sitting behind him with a poker face but he was screaming internally. He was even biting the inside of his bottom lip out of nervousness.
Jungkook was already out of the sight, but Taehyung was now stuck here with his husband.
"What are you doing here?" Jimin asked with furrowed brows. Confused as to why on earth Taehyung is sitting in his back seat in the dark without a sound like a ghost.
But before Taehyung could even answer the older's question, Jimin's gaze knockdown and his both eyebrows flew up at the view in front of him. Taehyung also followed his gaze only to widen his eyes when he notice his bulge was exposed to the other's eyes. He immediately covered it with his hands.
"T-That's why I came here. I d-don't know how got it. I just w-wanted to hide somewhere and think of the most disgusting thing ever so that I could get rid of this. I didn't realize. . ."
While Taehyung was rambling to explain himself to the older, he didn't realize how Jimin's eyes trailed behind him, and fell over the rear windshield, catching how Jungkook was sneaking away from his car.
And he didn't need any further explanation of what really happened inside his car.
". . .I was just hiding here—wait, where are you going?" Taehyung asked with a dumbfounded idiom while he watched the silver head opening the driver's door and getting out while grumbling to himself, "Can't even relax in my own car!" before he slam back the door, pretty harshly and stomped away from there with a pissed-off look.
"Jimin, I'm sorry! I didn't notice it was your car. I wasn't planning. . .to—" Taehyung tried to explain himself again while jogging behind the silver head after he gets out of the car as well, his voice echoing into the underground parking lot but the older didn't give two shit about his explanation, he was already gone.
The honey brown head bites down on his bottom lip and sighed heavily in defeat before looking around, realizing Jungkook was gone too.
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"Oof!" A muffled groan left Jungkook's mouth when he stumbled into someone's hard chest while trying to button up his white button-up all the way up.
"Damn, looks like someone just had fun." Jungkook looks up at the familiar voice and rolled his eyes instantly when he saw the taunting smirk spread over Hoseok's lips and the way the slightly short male was eying his hickey-sheathed neck.
"Don't get into my business, Mr. Jung." Jungkook deadpanned with a poker face before pushing Hoseok's chest lightly with the tip of his fingertips to make way for himself.
"Oh, c'mon. I might look like someone who can steal your boyfriend but I am actually harmless." The black-haired guy protested, strolling behind Jungkook who was fixing his collar right now to hide the bite marks.
"Glad to know you are no harm. What do you want from me now?" Jungkook turns around to face Hoseok after asking that. They were currently standing on the front porch of the resort.
"Let me guide you to your bedroom?" Hoseok offered, earning a suspicious eyebrow raise from Jungkook which did nothing but make him chuckle.
"Just to your bedroom. I won't enter, i promise." The black-haired guy reassured. The young lad shrugged with yet another poker face but didn't say anything and turned around to walk again.
"I didn't really expect my cousin to turn this way," Hoseok commented while he takes steps side by side with Jungkook back into the resort. Although, the comment caused the younger to halt on his track and peer back at the older male with a questionable look.
"Turn what way?" Jungkook asked, his eyebrows scrunched together because he didn't exactly like the way Hoseok phrased the sentence. Or that's what he thought.
"Like cheating behind his husband?" the other male answered with a shoulder raise. Noticing the grimace on Jungkook's face, the slightly short male let out a breathy chuckle. "Look, our family is made out of some bunch of narcissistic's."
"I can see," Jungkook answered immediately earning yet another chuckle and head shake from Hoseok.
"Taehyung is different. Where everyone in our family, including me, only thinks of our benefits, he's the only selfless person among us. He's so selfless that he would always put others before him. That's why he accepted uncle Kim's offer to take over his company crashing his own dreams while his other two brothers declined and choose to pursue what they like." Hoseok confessed, shoving both of his hands inside his pockets, he stroll closer to Jungkook.
"He is just so precious. That's why I was shocked that he could pull up something as audacious as cheating. He's just our little brother—"
"Stop babying him, will you? He's a grown man! He knows what's wrong for him and what's right." Jungkook snapped, clenching his jaw because he was getting annoyed at the way the male in front of him was describing Taehyung like he is a baby who doesn't even know how to hold a spoon. Someone who's weak.
"If you would stop babying him and actually point out what's wrong and what's right about his married life, maybe he would've been free from that disaster of a relationship long ago?" Jungkook asserted, dark brows crooked together as his doe eyes narrowed into a glare. "But you didn't. No one did. So I had to do the devil's work. I had to show him that he's not what his family and his husband make him feel like, a fucking crybaby." He then added, voice dropping into octave low.
"He is more. He is strong. He is not a fucking cry baby who can't pull up shit." Jungkook gritted out, emphasizing every single word as if he wants his words to pierce through Hoseok's thick skull and carve into his brain. Hoseok stands there, looking up at Jungkook with a small smile who was towering over him.
"He's been through a marriage where he was continuously mentally abused by his husband but still he was blindly in love with him. In such a relationship, you know the person is not right for you but you still want them. You know they are toxic, but you can't stop loving them. In a situation like this, he needed a push. He needed someone to point out he needs to break out of his shell and escape. But no one was there by his side to give him that mere push. No one." Jungkook ranted to the slightly shorter male, glaring down at him with so much rage. But the anger, the rage was not towards the man in front of him only, it was dedicated to Taehyung's whole family as well.
"He needed a hand and I gave it to him. And now look how far he has come? Strong and brave enough to propose a divorce to his husband." He exhilarated in a cocky manner. The blonde actually felt quite proud of himself that because of him, Taehyung gathers up the courage to stand against his husband.
"So don't you dare baby my man. Only I can baby him. And the cheating thing you're saying, I don't consider it as cheating. Jimin never loved him, he didn't give a fuck about Taehyung and his whereabouts. When I showed affection and attention to him, something his husband should have given to him, he craved it. That's why he came to me in the first place." Jungkook stated candidly, folding his arms over his chest he leaned back and looks down at the black-haired guy with a head tilt.
"I guess Taehyung scored one?" Hoseok, at last, finally spoke. Indicating Jungkook to his recently stated remark. The previous smirk again took over his lips.
"I scored myself in his life, he didn't and i'm sure Taehyung is not mad about it." Jungkook asserted sassily with a cock of his eyebrow before turning away and making his way towards the elevator.
Hoseok chuckled to himself while he remained on his spot, not deciding to follow the blonde anymore. "It's about time. Taehyung also gave up on you. You lost big time Jimin. I don't know why you're pushing everyone who wants to give you nothing but love. I hope you have a good explanation for that." The black-haired guy muttered to himself as he sighed deeply. He turns his head to look outside the resort, catching a very exhausted and annoyed Namjoon entering the hall room.
"Howdy, Joon!" Hoseok called in a teasing tone, crooking his brows when Namjoon gave him a very disinterested look but didn't pay much attention to him and walked away.
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"How am I looking, Mr. Jeon?" A very enthusiastic Jackson asked while he present himself to his boss and smile down at his outfit, a black suit is what he is wearing but the blazer has shimmers on it, causing him to stand out, feeling extremely happy about his fit today.
It was already the next day, the day Taehyung and his family is going to celebrate his company's 10th anniversary. The main reason why everyone is even here. A lot happened on the previous day, the very day he landed on this island and he can't wait to see what today holds for him unfold.
But to be fair, he is more excited about Taehyung's birthday only, which is tomorrow.
So the two males, him and his assistant are now sitting on one of the stools of the bar somewhere in the corner inside the huge hall room. The hotel restaurant has turned into a reception for the ceremony. Some people were sitting around the round tables and some were just strolling around, chatting with one another.
Everyone was wearing fancy clothes and holding champagne glasses between their slender fingers, laughing, goofing around here and there. The whole hall room was filled with soft murmurs of the boring gossip that they are cracking to keep up a conversation.
The whole marble tiled floor was covered with red carpet, a huge chandelier hanging right above their heads. The round tables including the chairs are also swathed with white fabrics. The hotel staffs were busy serving drinks and light snacks to the guest while the manager was making sure everyone was satisfied with their service, leaving no room for complaints.
"Ooh, looking so hot with your shimmer jacket even harry styles is ashamed." Jungkook complimented his assistant while he eyes the brunet up and down in a jokingly perverted way before taking a sip from his champagne.
Jackson's smile dropped, knowing his boss definitely did not mean it genuinely and is only making fun of him. "Thanks, I guess." He mumbled, turning away while caressing the shimmer of his suit jacket, feeling the rough texture under his smooth palm.
For Jungkook he was wearing a full black suit with shimmers as well but his shimmers were designed into flowy shapes positioned at the edge where the buttons are all lined up. The shimmers were also black so you can only notice them when he moves and they reflect with the lights.
A feminine clear of the throat earns both the male's attention. Jungkook followed the direction where the sound came from and he came across- from what he remembers correctly -Taehyung's mom.
"Jeon Jungkook?" She asked with an elegant smile.
"Yes, ma'am, I am. Please have a seat." Jungkook replied, shooing away his assistant from the seat beside him and offering it to Mrs. Kim who gladly took it.
"I've heard a lot about you from my son." Mrs. Kim enunciated after taking the seat, her long pencil skirt hugging her pretty long legs gracefully, her hair tied up in a bun, and a breasted point short coat complimenting her abdomen.
"Good. I am happy he talks about me. Then you must know everything about us?" Jungkook queries, handing a glass of champagne to her that he snatched from a waiter that passed by him.
"I do, actually. He came to me and ask for suggestions. He was confused between you and his husband." The lady spoke with her melodic soft tone, a smile seems to always plaster over her red-coated lips.
"I understand. It's natural for him to get confused." The blonde replied while nodding his head, gaze glued to the champagne that he is holding.
"I am here to actually thank you. I don't know you as a person yet but I'm thankful that you opened his eyes and helped him to realize what phase he was capturing himself into. He looks more delighted now, and I thank you for that." Mrs. Kim showed her gratitude towards the young attorney who raised his head and beams at Taehyung's mother with his own doe eyes.
"I did nothing. I just showed him the emotions he craved for. Maybe that's why he came running to me?" Jungkook replied truthfully, smiling subtly at the gorgeous lady sitting in front of him when Mrs. Kim showed him a lovely smile.
"You are prettier than how he explained to me." The elderly lady suddenly blurted, flustering the young guy a little that he immediately tried to play it off with a fake cough.
Jackson, who was standing beside them the whole time tried not to burst into laughter seeing his boss losing his usual typical 'badass' character in front of a lady he just met.
"Your son explained my. . .face?" Jungkook asked, astonished.
"Oh, sweety. He stayed in our house for four days and when I tell you all he rambled about to me is you and how you look, you better believe me." Mrs. Kim exposed her son with a mellifluous giggle while covering her mouth with the pad of her fingers.
Jungkook slightly bites on his bottom lip and bowed his head down to merely hide the pink dust that just flashed over his cheeks without his consent.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seat. The ceremony is about to begin." The hotel manager announced from the stage, acquiring everyone's attention. The hall room fell into a silence for a few seconds before it commends into that previous soft murmurs again as everyone busies themselves taking a seat.
"Alright, I think I need to go now." Mrs. Kim also announced, flashing an eye-blinding grin towards Jungkook.
"Yeah, sure!" Jungkook responded, helping the lady to stand up from her seat and she thanked him for his variety before walking toward the stage to join her family there.
Jungkook noticed Taehyung also walked into the hall room with his father trailing behind him. The blonde leans back in his seat comfortably holding the glass of champagne and shamelessly checks out the man who was wearing a gray flowy suit jacket over a black shirt underneath with matching slacks. His honey brown hair that had recently grown to a mullet was pushed back, only a single strand was hanging from his forehead.
Taehyung doesn't seem really nervous, at all. Well, Of course, he's probably used to all the press conferences and meetings and getting to talk to new people multiple times a month. His father seems to be schmoozing something to him while the young CEO stands there with an unbothered face while shoving both of his hands inside his slacks pockets. Only smiling here and there when someone will approach him to congratulate him with a formal handshake.
Jungkook noticed Taehyung was actually trying to look for something or someone over the crowd and then suddenly the elder's eyes fell on him. Jungkook thought it was stupid and dumb how his heart skipped a bit when he saw the prominent glimmer in Taehyung's eyes as soon as he spotted the very familiar blonde head with a pretty doll face.
A smile, a genuine smile finally slowly spread over Taehyung's lips at the very sight of the desired man. Jungkook also smiled back, his lips barely tilting upward but he was smiling.
Taehyung's attention was seized back to his father when the man tapped his shoulder and exhorted him to climb up the stairs to the stage.
Everything was going well. Jungkook didn't pay much attention when Taehyung was compelled to hold Jimin's waist and press their body close while they stand over the stage for pictures. The forced smile Taehyung was giving to the cameras while standing next to Jimin was enough to put a satisfied smirk over Jungkook's face.
The ceremony slowly started, and the Kim family was busy taking pictures one by one. Taehyung was now taking pictures with his parents after he was done showing his husband off to the media. And then next, it was time for the brothers.
Jungkook rolled his eyes when he saw Seokjin climbing the stairs with an unappetizing smile, the man clearly was showing his raw hatred towards the media and the cameras. He prefers to be behind the cameras and stay mysterious as a respective psychologist. But oh well, belonging to a family that is all about media has its cons.
After Seokjin, it was time for the second brother and Jungkook never felt the ground being swept off of his feet rigorously. Like he could legit feel he was sitting—no, floating over the air as the world seems to spin around his very eyes at the sight in front of him.
Rage. All Jungkook could see was red at the sight of his ex-lover. His jaw clenched so hard you could see the jaw bone movement through his skin. His one hand balled into an extremely tight fist while the other one nearly breaks the champagne glass from the hard grip.
He wanted nothing but to scoot up from his seat, run straight to the stage and punch the guy right on his face in front of everyone.
Jungkook has been so carried away with his anger, frustrations, and all those traumas and harsh emotions hitting him like a truck after years that he almost, almost missed the part that Namjoon is Taehyung's brother.
And when he finally realized it, his eyes widened horribly and the glass finally explodes, saturating his hand with both the champagne and his own blood.