Taehyung’s eyes widened and he slammed both hands over his mouth as he suddenly felt Jungkook slam into him. The man groaned lowly, rutting his hips shallowly a few times, before picking up his pace.

He leaned his chest against Taehyung’s back, attaching his lips to the male’s skin, sucking several hickeys onto the back of his neck and shoulder blades.

Taehyung was breathing heavily, trying not to moan or utter any other sound as the man fucked him into the tree. He watched as more and more people walked past, realizing that the buffets were located right next to where they were hiding in the small alcove.

And Jungkook had dragged him back here right before the dinner rush.

“Y-you...f-fucking—Ah!—f-fucking jerk!” Taehyung hissed, feeling Jungkook smirk onto his skin.

“What’s wrong Babygirl?”

“D-dinner r-r—ngh!—dinner rush!” He squeaked out. Jungkook merely smirked again, suddenly coming to a stop in his movements.

Taehyung was panting, releasing his hold on his mouth to muffle himself. He turned his head to glare at Jungkook from the corner of his eye. “Y-you fucking j-jerk.” He managed between breaths.

“Is that any way you wanna be talking to me baby? Hmm?” Jungkook whispered, leaning closer and pecking Taehyung’s temple.

“I fucking hate you.” Taehyung growled out.

“We’ll see.” Taehyung barely managed to force a hand over his mouth to muffle the scream of pleasure as Jungkook suddenly began moving once more, this time with more vigor.

To top everything off, the man had reached down and grabbed his sub’s leaking member, aching and begging to be touched. He pumped quickly, changing the pressure he squeezed Taehyung at as he moved his hand in time with his thrusts.

Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut, trying not to get too lost in the pleasure to where he forgets that he’s surrounded by high class models, ceos, mafia leaders, and big time business men. He did not want to be caught getting dicked down against a tree at a party like this.

Jungkook cooed at how adorable Taehyung was, trying to stay silent. He reveled in knowing that Taehyung was struggling to not make much noise, as the man couldn’t keep the occasional whimper or whine from escaping the back of his throat.

Finally, Jungkook felt his orgasm approaching, and he groaned softly, his hips stuttering as he came inside of the sub, thrusting shallowly a few times to ride out his orgasm before pulling out. He flipped Taehyung around, the man’s eyes wide as the dom began to pump his length harder and faster.

Taehyung fell forward, grabbing Jungkook’s biceps and shoving his face into the man’s neck, biting down when he felt his orgasm wash over him.

He screamed into Jungkook’s neck, his teeth still clamped down as he came into Jungkook’s hand. The dom groaned from the pain, biting his lower lip as he gently detached his sub from his neck and held out his hand to his mouth. “Clean it, whore.”

Taehyung obediently grabbed the man’s hand, closing his eyes as he ran his tongue over Jungkook’s palm, between his fingers and finally moving to suck on his fingers, cleaning everything off.

Jungkook smiled, running a hand through the sub’s hair, before bending down and helping him back into his pants. “You did so well for me, baby. Barely made a noise.”

“Yeah, that’s not true. You’re just lucky I diverted everyone’s attention.” Taehyung squeaked and hid behind Jungkook as Jin came around the corner, arms crossed.

“Did you stand there and listen, Hyung?” Jungkook mused.

“I stood there and made sure no one caught your sorry ass. Both of you are fucking rabbits, I swear to god. Do you know what kind of excuses I had to come up with? Taehyung isn’t exactly quiet. If you’re gonna fuck, at least do it in the car.”

“There’s no fun in that. You know that Jin Hyung. Didn’t you once fuck Joonie Hyung in the hot tub at the resort you went to on a business trip? In front of everyone? Trying to be subtle about it, but I bet everyone knew what you were doing.”

Jin wasn’t even phased. He didn’t give any indication of embarrassment or shame. In fact, he merely shrugged, as if disinterested. “He was being restless, and I had to get him to calm down some way. He didn’t give me shit for the rest of the trip.” Jungkook rolled his eyes and sighed, fixing his hair and his clothes to make himself look more presentable.

“That’s Great Hyung. Glad to know that you have no shame.”

“Please. Don’t tell me the thought to bend him over the bar and fuck him in front of everyone didn’t cross your mind at least once.”

“No, you’re right, that was the first thought that I had. But then I didn’t want anybody seeing him with drool running down his face as I gave him everything he ever needed.”

Taehyung scoffed, subtlety wiping his mouth with his sleeve. He ran a hand through his hair, sighing. “Whatever. Can we just...can we just go? This is already mortifying.” Jungkook chuckled darkly, turning to face the male.

“Sure, Babygirl. Come on.”