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By vkangst

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๐–จ๐—‡ 1920๐—Œ ๐–ซ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡, ๐–บ ๐—†๐–บ๐—…๐–พ ๐—…๐–บ๐—๐—’๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–บ ๐—†๐–บ๐—…๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—‹๐—‚๐—†๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐—… ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ... More

Introductions + warnings
Chapter-1
Chapter-2
Chapter-3
Chapter-4
Chapter-5
Chapter-6
Chapter-7
Chapter-8
Chapter-9
Chapter-10
Chapter-11
Chapter-12
Chapter-13
Chapter-14
Chapter-15
Chapter-16
Chapter-17
Chapter-19
Chapter-20
Chapter-21

Chapter-18

98 13 26
By vkangst








3rd person pov

As the attorney and the pretty boy sat on the couch, strumming a guitar and playing with Milly, the cat, the attorney expressed "It's crazy how well we clicked together". The pretty boy, who was completely taken aback by the comment, looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Well, I agree!" The pretty boy agreed with the attorney and reached for the guitar, which was placed on the sofa side. He walked towards the attorney and asked him to teach him how to hold the guitar on his lap. The pretty boy was excited to learn and couldn't wait to start playing the guitar.

The attorney chuckled and said, "Listen, the neck of the guitar should be held at a 45-degree angle, not parallel with the floor, laying flat on your lap!" The pretty boy nodded and held the neck of the guitar at a nearly 44-degree angle, just as the attorney had instructed.

The pretty boy was now ready to start playing the guitar. He said to the attorney, "Now make me learn how to play!" He was excited to use the guitar and was pretty sure that he could do better music after his first try earlier before dinner time.

The attorney encouraged the pretty boy and said, "You're so good already!" The pretty boy giggled but also felt a bit nervous about playing in front of the attorney.

The attorney noticed this and said, "Well, I don't have some notes of it, but I played how I wanted with no natural learning first. I'll suggest playing however you want!"

The pretty boy felt relieved and said, "Okay!" As his fingertips touched the first string of the guitar, he swiped his fingers on it, causing a sound. The pretty boy was amazed at the sound that was produced and couldn't wait to play more.

"You're doing well jungkookie!" The attorney motivated the pretty boy who felt the second string and he swiped his finger as again caused a sound.

"I don't know but this feels unreal!" The pretty boy giggled as he touched the third string and swiped which caused the sound, then again he touched the fourth string and swiped which caused a beautiful sound.

"Now swipe all strings together!" The attorney said as the pretty boy swiped the strings and caused sound which was so pretty.

"What are these few dots middle of the guitar?" The pretty boy asked as the attorney chuckled at the curious pretty boy.

"These dots are called fret markers, and they are there for a very good reason. Fret markers are a form of inlay, and they serve as a visual guide so that the guitar player can quickly locate where they tell you which note you're playing" the attorney explained to the curious pretty boy who listened to it carefully.

"Put finger on fret markers and swiped strings!" The attorney guided as the pretty boy put his finger between the strings and swiped the strings which caused an amazing sound.

"Now let's fast-forward! Put one finger on one fret marker and another finger on another fret marker and swiped the strings softly" The attorney guided as the pretty boy placed the fingers as said and swiped creating the music.

"You're doing great!" The attorney said being proof of the pretty boy.

"I think you're doing really well, Jungkookie!" The attorney encouraged the pretty boy, who was struggling with his guitar strings. He swiped his finger on the second string and produced a sound. "I don't know, but this feels unreal!" The pretty boy giggled as he touched the third and fourth strings, swiping them to create beautiful sounds.

"Now try swiping all the strings together," the attorney instructed, and the pretty boy did so, producing a pretty sound. "What are these dots in the middle of the guitar?" the pretty boy asked curiously. The attorney chuckled and explained, "Those dots are called fret markers. They are a form of inlay that serve as a visual guide for the guitar player, helping them locate where they are playing and which note they are playing."

"Put your finger on the fret markers and swipe the strings," the attorney guided, and the pretty boy followed the instructions, creating an amazing sound. "Now, let's fast-forward a bit. Put one finger on one fret marker and another finger on another fret marker, and gently swipe the strings," the attorney instructed. The pretty boy placed his fingers as instructed and swiped the strings, creating beautiful music.

"You're doing great!" The attorney praised the pretty boy. "Now try it faster. Keep one finger on one fret marker, another finger on another fret marker, and one more finger on another fret marker!" The pretty boy looked at him with big, Bambi eyes, confused. "Come sit on my lap," the attorney said, taking the pretty boy off guard as he sat on the attorney's lap with the guitar.

The attorney couldn't help but feel the presence of the pretty boy sitting on his lap, feeling his warm body pressed against his own. The scent of his flowery soft filled the attorney's nostrils, driving him crazy as he desperately tried to focus on the guitar session. However, the smell of the pretty boy's flowery soft scent was too tempting, and he couldn't resist the temptation any longer.

In a soft, husky voice, the attorney whispered into the pretty boy's ear, "You smell so good." The pretty boy hummed in response, seemingly unaware of the effect he was having on the attorney.

Their current position was incredibly hot. The attorney on the sofa sat with his legs spread wide. The pretty boy was sitting in between the attorney's thighs, straddling his crotch. The distance between them was a mere inch, creating a closeness that was both intense and sensual.

The attorney groaned as the pretty boy's hips ever so subtly moved, causing the heat and anticipation to intensify. He couldn't help but grab the boy's waist tightly, trying to stop him from stirring any further.

"Stay still Jungkookie," the attorney said, his voice strained with desire. The pretty boy, however, didn't listen. His excitement got the better of him, and he couldn't just stop moving.

With each subtle movement, the attorney's crotch heated up, his arousal growing with each passing second. He groaned louder, his grip tightening on the boy's waist as he fought the urge to thrust into the tempting warmth between his legs.

The pressure and intensity of the situation were overwhelming. The attorney's mind was a mix of desire and control, struggling to maintain his composure while still enjoying the sensations coursing through his body.

As he struggled, the attorney's mind filled with conflicting thoughts and emotions. He yearned for the pretty boy to continue moving, but he was also aware that he couldn't lose control. The attorney knew he had to find a balance, to find a way to enjoy the sensual dance of their bodies without going too far.

"Mr Kim" Jungkook breathed and got up from the attorney's lap after realizing what he was about to do.

The pretty boy said, "Let's sleep!" as he placed the guitar carefully in the middle of the sofa room. The attorney hummed in agreement, his eyes fixed on the figure before him. The attorney's gaze lingered on the pretty boy's every move as he meticulously ensured that the guitar was perfectly positioned. The attorney couldn't help but be captivated by the care and attention the boy was giving to the instrument.

As the boy walked away from the sofa, the attorney's attention followed him. He could barely contain his burning desire. The attorney knew that the pretty boy had the power to make him do things he had never imagined before. And truthfully, the attorney was more than willing to do whatever it took to satisfy the desires that coursed through his veins.

The pretty boy walked towards the bedroom, his hips swaying enticingly with each step. The attorney's eyes traveled from the boy's legs to his head, admiring his every move. The pretty boy was completely unaware of the attorney's intense gaze, focused solely on making his bed.

The attorney cursed under his breath, his voice filled with a mixture of frustration and desire. "Fuck, you're tempting me, Jungkook," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. The pretty boy turned to face him, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

"You know how to tease me, don't you?" the attorney continued, his tone a mix of playfulness and longing. The pretty boy's smile grew wider, and his eyes sparkled with mischief.

As the boy finished making the bed, the attorney approached him. The distance between them seemed to melt away, and the attorney's gaze was fixed on the boy's face. "I can't resist your charm, Jungkook. You know exactly how to drive me wild."

The room was filled with an electric tension, the air thick with anticipation. The attorney felt a surge of excitement as he made up his mind for the night ahead, knowing that the pretty boy would not only fulfill his fantasies but also push him to new limits.



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HI BABIES!!!!
I FINALLY UPDATED!!!!!
I'm so sorry for not updating ! I lost my grandma at the last week of January! I was so lost! I couldn't write a thing😭! Sorry for short chapter babies!
I'll update a long chapter today or tomorrow or maybe few days later!
Take care and eat well!!! Sleep well!! Keep smiling loves!!!
I love you <3
Tata!

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