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Taehyung squeezed his hands in his lap as his father continued to stare at him with contempt. "I hear you've been screwing around yet again. Skipping class, doing drugs again and ruining the reputation of this family," he shouted, quickly rearing back and smacking Taehyung hard across his face.
Taehyung reeled with the force behind that slap that he almost fell out of his seat. With his head cocked to the side, Taehyung grit his teeth and took the pain with a quick shake of his head. He cleared his throat and turned to face his father with wavering eyes. "Papa, I'm sorry. I--"
"You were doing so well to get clean and some fuck up comes along and ruins all that?! How are you sorry?! You let this man influence you! You let him corrupt you! Yet a-fucking-gain, you're letting someone else impact your decisions! Straighten up and act like an exemplary member of this family or I'll make sure you never have your freedom again! Have I made myself clear?!"
Taehyung swallowed hard as he nodded at his father's scolding. "Perfectly," Taehyung spat as his mother brushed her fingers soothingly through his hair. "Now darling, we promised we wouldn't get upset with him. I'm certain he's been looking for someone responsible and reputable to take care of him, am I right?" she asked, coddling Taehyung's head to her chest.
Taehyung averted his eyes before sitting up to address his father once more. "I- I have been looking for someone... A- And I think I found someone you guys would like too," he stated, hoping eventually Jungkook would change his mind about only being friends with benefits. "H- He's a lovely person, a- although he's a little rough around the edges," Taehyung explained softly, finally gathering the courage to meet his father's eyes. "I- I think I can get him to marry me, Papa."
Taehyung's father sighed heavily as he wiped his hand painfully down his face. "You're cutting it close, Taehyung. If you can't get him to consent to enter an engagement with you by our visit next week, I'll find someone who will accept for you," his father stated, placing his hands firmly on the table. "I'm not going to have my company go under because you're too weak to take over and run a business. I don't know why you think you're going to find someone reputable within these walls, but do what you want while you still can because once I have anything to do with your life choices, you'll never have your free will back."
Taehyung's mother rolled her eyes as she hugged Taehyung close to her. "Oh, don't listen to your father, baby. He won't do anything to interfere with your life as long as I have anything to say," she stated, gently patting Taehyung's head. Taehyung leaned into his mother's touch, finding her words and actions far more comforting than his father's scolding.
"Yes, Papa," Taehyung mumbled as he nuzzled into his mother's arms, glad to be wrapped in someone's arms who loved him unconditionally. "I understand," he added as his father's eyes appeared to stray. Taehyung glanced back and caught sight of something behind him. Not sure of what it was, Taehyung watched as his father stood up and walked away to investigate as Taehyung's mother turned her gaze on him. "Baby, I heard that you lost your virginity," she whispered softly, hoping her husband wouldn't overhear them. "Is this true?" she asked, leaning down close to his ear as she watched her husband out of the corner of her eye.
Taehyung flushed bright red as heat crept across his cheeks at his mother's question. "Y- Yes, Mama... D- did Minnie tell you that?" he asked, extremely embarrassed as he buried his face in his mother's shoulder. His mother chuckled softly as she tucked some of Taehyung's shaggy hair behind his ear. "Who else would have told me? We'll keep it a secret from your father for now. You know that's the only leverage we have to keep your father from marrying you off to whoever he decides," she whispered softly, cupping Taehyung's face in her hands now.
Taehyung nodded softly as he glanced back over at where his father stood, his father peeking out of the diamond-shaped window. "What's wrong, Papa?" he asked, tilting his head as his father hummed loudly enough for it to bounce off the walls and echo into the emptiness and silence. "I thought I saw someone looking in through the window," he stated, finally walking away from the door. Taehyung watched as his father took a seat across from him once more, folding his hands in front of him.
"Remember what I've told you today, Taehyung. If I hear of you misbehaving one more time, I will not hesitate to yank you out of this school and force you to marry my life-long friend. He's a good man and he'll treat you right, Taehyung," he stated, brushing his sleeves off as he stood to his feet. "He'll make sure to keep you healthy too, so make wise choices or I'll be making your choices from now on," his father added, dusting the rest of his suit off as if this place we're poisonous to him. Taehyung stood to his feet as well, a fire in his eyes as he defended his case. "I don't want to marry your friend, Papa! He's 3 years short of being 30 years older than me! I want to marry someone closer to my age," Taehyung argued, putting his hand on his chest.
"Then you better get your shit together," his father asserted, motioning for his mother to stand up. "Now, if there's nothing more to discuss, we're going to cut this visit short. I don't want to be here any longer than I have to be, even if you're here. Come along, dear," his father instructed, turning on his heel and heading towards the door without so much as a goodbye. His mother sighed softly in defeat as she slowly stood to her feet. She walked over towards Taehyung and kissed his forehead before tenderly tapping the tip of his nose. "Be good, baby boy. I love you and we'll visit again soon," she stated, waving goodbye to Taehyung as she followed her husband out. Taehyung watched them before slowly walking towards the opposite door, his body moving on its own as he felt nothing more than emptiness. How could his father be so blunt?
He knew he was provoking his father by taking more time to find someone to agree to marry him so soon, but he wanted to find someone he didn't think he'd want to live without. Not someone who only wanted him for sex and other mischief. At least to him, Jungkook was someone he didn't want to be without, even if the other didn't feel the same about him.
He trudged tirelessly toward his room as someone tapping him on his shoulder interrupted his thoughts. He forced a smile and turned toward the person that wanted his attention. "Is something wrong?" Taehyung asked as he opened his eyes to see Jungkook standing in front of him. "Oh! Hey, is everything okay with you?" Taehyung asked, his smile beaming brighter at the sight of Jungkook.
Jungkook could see the remnants of Taehyung's father's handprint fading into his skin as Jungkook tenderly caressed Taehyung's cheek. "I saw him smack you so hard, Tae... You don't have to pretend everything is okay..." Jungkook trailed off, cupping Taehyung's swollen cheek tenderly. Taehyung swallowed hard at Jungkook's words, trying to ignore the emptiness and pain that had accumulated during his visit with his parents. Although that was the hardest part as his smile dropped like a boulder suspended in the air, his lower lip trembling with the tears that threatened to spill over.
"I- I- I just d- don't know wh- what to do any- anymore t- to make him happy," Taehyung stammered out, forcing the tears back down as he cleared his throat. He abruptly regained his composure and swiftly shook his head with a look of determination. "A- Are you okay though? I'm more worried about that nasty hit to the back of your head that you received," he stated, smiling once again. He wasn't going to let what his father said bother him any more than it already had as Jungkook offered a soft smile. "Well, you were right," he laughed softly, rubbing the back of his head. "I gave myself a concussion. The nurse instructed that I should not lie down or sleep for the next 48 hours. It could cause swelling in my brain."
Taehyung shook his head and sighed softly as he leaned forward. He gingerly rubbed his fingers over the back of Jungkook's head and made a face. "Oh yeah, I can feel the bump you gave yourself," Taehyung agreed, biting his lip slightly in guilt. He'd caused Jungkook that bump since he wanted to fight Jungkook on helping him up. Taehyung hadn't realized how close he was to Jungkook until Jungkook leaned forward and pressed his lips against Taehyung's throat.
Taehyung pulled back suddenly, giggling at the tickle that sent waves of goosebumps down his spine. Taehyung shuddered slightly as he tried to calm the tingling that bounced around within his body. "What was that for?" he asked, tenderly touching his fingertips to the exact spot Jungkook's lips had just left. Jungkook laughed as he suddenly grabbed Taehyung's hand. "It was in front of me, and I felt like doing it," Jungkook expressed, laughing as he tugged Taehyung along behind him. "Let's go get ready for class."
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Taehyung's heart raced as Jungkook shoved him up against the wall of his dorm room. He had just taken off his shirt to change when Jungkook pressed him up against the door and pressed his lips against his neck. Taehyung panted softly as he wrapped his legs around Jungkook's hips, his arms wrapped firmly around Jungkook's neck. Taehyung couldn't keep up with the feverish and tummy tickling kisses Jungkook continued to shower over the sensitive skin of his neck. Taehyung's hand came up the back of Jungkook's neck, wrapping his fingers in Jungkook's silky black hair as he moaned softly in Jungkook's ear.
Jungkook ground his hips roughly against Taehyung's own as Taehyung panted once more. Jungkook gripped the underside of Taehyung's slim thighs and bounced him against his clothed erection, groaning softly against Taehyung's skin. Jungkook breathed heavily as he pulled away from Taehyung's neck, his eyes overshadowed with lust now. "Ride me," he demanded as Taehyung hesitated momentarily. He didn't want Jungkook to know of his inexperience, but he knew it would be obvious with how awkwardly Taehyung moved. Taehyung bit his lip as Jungkook buried his face in Taehyung's neck once more, kissing and sucking a path towards his collarbones.
Taehyung nodded softly as he lowered his legs from Jungkook's hips to pull his pants off. Jungkook wasted no time yanking them off Taehyung and tossing them. Taehyung felt himself spring forward in excitement of Jungkook being so close to him as he quickly yanked Jungkook's pants down as well. Jungkook stopped Taehyung for a moment to walk away and grab the lubricant from his bag, applying some into the palm of his hand. "D- do you just carry that with you throughout school?" Taehyung asked as he watched Jungkook stroke his length to evenly coat his cock with the lubricant. Taehyung felt his own cock twitch with enthusiasm at the sight of Jungkook's slow motion of stroking himself in front of him. Taehyung felt his mouth water as Jungkook seated himself on the edge of the bed and beckoned Taehyung closer.
"You never know when I'll feel like fucking you senseless. Better safe than sorry, right?" Jungkook asked as Taehyung swallowed hard and slowly inched closer to Jungkook. Now that he could see Jungkook's cock in its full glory, he wondered how it ever fit inside him in the first place. "D- do you want to fuck me all the time?" Taehyung asked, straddling Jungkook's legs now as he slowly positioned himself. He grasped Jungkook's length, trying to align his entrance with Jungkook's tip.
"Every fucking second of every damn day, Tae," he whispered hoarsely as he felt his tip slip inside of Taehyung. He groaned softly as he leaned back on the palms of his hands, wondering when Taehyung was finally going to tell him he didn't know what he was doing. Taehyung flushed slightly as he remained still, seated on Jungkook's lap with the tip of Jungkook's cock pressed firmly against that sensitive nerve that had him just about screaming last time.
He could already tell he was making a face as Jungkook groaned lowly and leaned forward once more. He leaned close to Taehyung's ear and nibbled Taehyung's ear lobe gently before whispering softly into his ear. "I know you were a virgin the first time we hooked up... Jimin told me," he added, earning an exasperated groan from Taehyung. Jungkook pulled back slightly to see Taehyung flushed once more from his words. "H- he wasn't supposed to tell you that... Now... you probably don't want to fuck, right? Afraid I'll become too attached?" Taehyung asked, shifting to get up off of Jungkook's lap. "That's what everybody else is afraid of," Taehyung mumbled as Jungkook's length almost slipped completely out of Taehyung.
Just as Jungkook's tip was about to leave Taehyung, he instantly grabbed Taehyung's arms and yanked him back down onto his cock. Taehyung jolted violently, his mouth falling open as he curled into Jungkook's chest and cried out with immense pleasure. Jungkook smirked at Taehyung's reaction as Jungkook gently pushed Taehyung back and placed his index fingertip under Taehyung's chin. He lifted Taehyung's face to meet his eyes as Jungkook smirked in satisfaction. "On the contrary, Tae. I want to ravish you harder now. I want to make you experience such immense pleasure having sex with me that you'll never want to fuck anyone else. Ever," Jungkook affirmed, licking a strip up Taehyung's neck. "I'll teach you how to make me cum when you ride me. That way, you'll know what to do from now on," he whispered seductively in Taehyung's ear as he gripped Taehyung's hips.
He slowly lifted Taehyung's hips and brought them back down rough and swift. Both of them shuddered with delight as Taehyung gripped Jungkook's shoulders tightly in his palms, his nails raking Jungkook's back from the pleasure. "Keep doing that. I like that too," he instructed as he guided Taehyung's hips once more. After several quick downward thrusts, Taehyung was starting to get the hang of things and began to lead rather than follow Jungkook's guidance. Although, Jungkook couldn't complain as he leaned back on his palms once more.
He watched Taehyung's every movement, his every expression with each swift and powerful downward motion. Jungkook could feel the building of tension within his stomach and muscles, his toes actually curling as Taehyung continued his ministrations. "Tae, start a figure 8 motion..." Jungkook ordered, gasping when Taehyung did as he was instructed. "F- fuck, keep moving your hips i- in a figure e- eight mot- ion, p- please," he moaned out, watching Taehyung move his hips as requested. He moved one hand to grip Taehyung's hip as he continued to lean all his weight on the other hand.
"F- fuck, Tae! H- how c- close are you?" Jungkook asked, barely able to get the question out with the amount of pleasure overwhelming him. He felt the tension about to snap as Taehyung leaned back on Jungkook's thighs, planting his hands on Jungkook's knees and riding him harder with that same figure eight motion. "I- I'm t- trying to h- hold out f- for you," Jungkook panted out heavily as Taehyung moaned softly in return.
Taehyung ran one hand down his arched body, gripping his cock leisurely as he rode Jungkook hard. "Sh- shiiiit," Jungkook moaned out loud, his toes curling even harder as he bucked his hips up into Taehyung. Jungkook vibrated with pleasure underneath Taehyung as Taehyung moaned from each rough but shallow thrust into him, his climax close behind Jungkook's as one single stroke of his aching cock from both his hand and Jungkook's own sent hot, white strands all over Jungkook's chest and stomach.