As soon as Jungkook entered their bedroom, he closed the door behind them with a soft click, sealing them away from the rest of the world. His eyes locked onto Taehyung, who was still in his grasp, his delicate frame pressed lightly against the door. The soft lighting of the room cast a golden glow on Taehyung's features making him appear even more ethereal.

"Tae", Jungkook whispered, his voice low, filled with a mix of longing and possessiveness. He cupped Taehyung's face gently, his thumb brushing over the smooth curve of his cheek. The innocence in Taehyung's wide, doe-like eyes stirred something deep withing him, a desire to protect, to cherish, and, at this moment, to claim.

Without another word, Jungkook leaned in, his lips capturing Taehyung in a kiss that started soft but quickly grew fervent. His hands slid down to Taehyung's waist, pulling him closer as their breaths mingled. Taehyung's hands instinctively reached up, clutching at the fabric of Jungkook's shirt, his lips parting slightly, to accommodate jungkook's deepening kiss.

The world outside ceased to exist. The worries of the day, the weight of responsibilities, and even the looming mission faded from Jungkook's mind as he focus entirely on the boy in front of him. His kisses become more urgent, moving from Taehyung's lips to the soft curve of his jaw and down to the delicate column of his neck. Taehyung tilted his head back instinctively, granting Jungkook access, his soft breaths turning into quiet gasps as Jungkook's lips left a trail of heat along his skin.

"You're mine", Jungkook murmured against Taehyung's neck, his voice husky and filled with conviction.

Taehyung's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink, and he whispered, "Always."

Jungkook's hands slid down to Taehyung's hips, gripping them firmly as he pressed their bodies together. He could feel Taehyung's heart pounding against his chest, mirroring the rhythm of his own. With a sudden movement, Jungkook scooped Taehyung into his arms, carrying him effortlessly towards the waiting bed.

Taehyung let out a soft giggle, the sound like music to Jungkook's ears. "Ggukie...", he began, his voice light with a hint of shyness.

Jungkook smirked down at him, his dark eyes filled with adoration and mischief. "Shh", he said softly, "Let me take care of you tonight."

As he gently laid Taehyung on the bed, the soft sheets cradling him, Jungkook took a moment to admire the boy before him. Taehyung's hair was slightly tousled, his lips swollen from their kisses, and his wide eyes looked up at Jungkook with a
mixture of trust and anticipation.

Jungkook leaned over Taehyung, his muscular form enveloping the younger's slender figure. He took a moment to savor the sight of his lover, before lowering his lips to the sensitive skin on Taehyung's neck, planting soft kisses and gentle bites as he made his way down. Taehyung's fingers tangled in his hair, the soft moans falling from his lips like a melody that only Jungkook could hear.

Jungkook's hand found its way under the edge of Taehyung's t-shirt, his fingertips tracing the soft curves of his hips and stomach, causing a soft gasp to escape Taehyung's lips. As he continued his exploration, his lips returned to claim Taehyung's in a deep, passionate kiss, their lips molding together in a familiar dance of desire. In a swift movement, Jungkook pulled the t-shirt off Taehyung, leaving his upper body bared to his possessive gaze.

Jungkook's eyes roamed over Taehyung's body, taking in every inch of golden skin, his gaze filled with a mix of tenderness and primal hunger. He couldn't get enough of the sight of him laid out beneath him, vulnerable and yet trusting even though it's not the first time he saw Taehyung like this. He leaned down, his lips trailing a path of soft kisses down Taehyung's chest, and to the sensitive skin of his stomach, the muscles beneath clenching under his touch.

Taehyung's breaths came in short gasps as Jungkook's mouth explored his body further, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He looked down at Jungkook with half-lidded eyes, his hands now gripping the sheets on either side of him, his mind a whirlwind of sensations. The room was filled with the sound of their mingled breaths and the rustling of the sheets as Jungkook continued his exploration of Taehyung's body, his every touch lighting up Taehyung's nerve endings, making him arch slightly off the bed, seeking more, always more.

Taehyung's back arched off the bed, his fingers gripping onto the sheets as Jungkook's tongue circled around one of his nipples teasingly. Jungkook's hands reached up to play with the abandoned one, rolling and tugging at it as he continued to lick and tease him.

Taehyung let out a soft gasp at the sensation, his back arching, pressing himself further into Jungkook's mouth. His hands moved to tangle in Jungkook's hair, holding him in place, his fingers clutching at the strands. The feeling of Jungkook's tongue, his mouth, was driving him insane, sparks of pleasure racing down his spine. His body was aflame under Jungkook's touch, and all he could do was writhe and moan.

Jungkook continued his ministrations, enjoying the sounds and reactions he was drawing from Taehyung. He could feel the heat in his gut growing, the sight and sounds of Taehyung in the throes of pleasure fueling his desire. He loved seeing Taehyung like this, writhing and pleading, completely at his mercy.

He pulled away for a moment, breathing heavily. He looked up at Taehyung, his dark eyes filled with a possessive glimmer. "Mine," he whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of possessiveness and hunger. He leaned in again, kissing a trail down Taehyung's body, his hands roaming, claiming, owning.

Jungkook's hands found their way to the waistband of Taehyung's pants, pulling at them eagerly. He could feel the heat between them, the tension that had built up and now demanded release. Taehyung lifted his hips to help, his breaths coming in short, sharp pants as he anticipated what was to come. But Jungkook was taking his time, enjoying the suspense and the way Taehyung was falling apart beneath him.

He moved back up, capturing Taehyung's lips in a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue delving into his mouth to claim and possess. When he pulled back, he took a moment just to look at Taehyung, his face flushed, his dark hair falling over his eyes. He couldn't help but feel a surge of possessiveness at the sight. "Mine," he said again, his voice a low rumble.

His hands went to his own shirt, quickly discarding it, before returning to Taehyung's body. His touch was more urgent now, his hands skimming over the soft skin, as he continued his path down Taehyung's body, leaving a trail of kisses, nips and bites in his wake.

Taehyung's body was a canvas for Jungkook, and he was determined to explore every inch of it. He was so beautiful, so responsive, and Jungkook was lost in the feeling of having him at his mercy, every gasp and moan adding fuel to the fire that burned within him.

His lips found the sensitive skin of Taehyung's inner thigh, and he bit down, sucking on the soft flesh there, leaving a mark that would be a reminder for days to come. Taehyung let out a strangled moan, his fingers clenching at the sheets as he arched his back off the bed.

The sound of Taehyung's moans only served to push Jungkook further, his desire growing with each passing moment. He moved back up, his body pressing against Taehyung's, their naked skin touching, sending sparks of electricity through them both.

He took a moment to savor the feeling of Taehyung against him, their bodies fitting together perfectly, like two pieces of a puzzle. He leaned down, his lips hovering millimeters from Taehyung's ear."You're all mine," he whispered, his breath hot against Taehyung's skin. "And I'm going to show you just how much."

Taehyung could only nod, his mind awhirl with the sensations that rushed through him. He felt vulnerable, but safe, knowing that Jungkook would take care of him, would give him exactly what he needed. He pressed himself against Jungkook, wanting to feel as much of him as possible.

Jungkook smiled at the sight of Taehyung's desperate need, his own desire fueling his actions. His hands continued to roam, exploring every inch of Taehyung's body, his touch both gentle and possessive. He moved his mouth back to Taehyung's neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin, leaving a trail of marks in his wake.

"G-Ggukie, n-need y-you"

Jungkook couldn't deny Taehyung any longer. He grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand and coated his fingers with it before slowly inserting one inside Taehyung. He moaned at the tightness, his finger sliding in with ease.

Taehyung whimpered at the slight discomfort, but it was quickly replaced with pleasure as Jungkook added a second finger, scissoring and stretching him open. Taehyung could feel his body opening up, preparing for Jungkook's cock.

Taehyung bit his lip, trying to hold back a moan as Jungkook's fingers found their way more inside. His body trembled, the feeling of Jungkook's touch both foreign and intensely pleasurable. He couldn't help but arch against it, his hands clutching at Jungkook's shoulders, seeking something to ground him amidst the waves of sensation that were coursing through.

As Jungkook's fingers explored deeper, Taehyung's eyes fluttered shut, his breath catching in his throat. He leaned his head back, his body arching involuntarily, a soft gasp escaping his lips. "Ggukie..." he whispered, his voice laced with need. "Please..."

Jungkook couldn't resist the plea, his own desire growing hotter at the sound of Taehyung's voice, the way he was losing control, just from his touch. "Don't worry, Baby," he murmured, his breath hot against Taehyung's ear. "I'll take care of you. I always do."

He continued to move his fingers, his touch becoming more familiar, more confident. With a gentle but firm pressure, he found the spot that he had been searching for. Taehyung let out a sharp gasp, his nails digging into Jungkook's skin, leaving behind marks that mirrored Jungkook's earlier claim on Taehyung's body. The noise only added fuel to the fire that was burning inside Jungkook, his own need growing with every sound that escaped Taehyung's lips.

He leaned down, capturing Taehyung's lips in a fierce, possessive kiss, as his fingers continued their rhythmic pace. Taehyung's moans were swallowed by the kiss, his body squirming beneath Jungkook, his hands roaming over the expanse of his back, his nails leaving their own mark.

With a final, deep breath, Jungkook carefully withdrew his fingers, his body shuddering slightly at the sight of Taehyung beneath him. He moved into position, his eyes locking on Taehyung's, filled with a mixture of desire and possessiveness. "Look at me, Baby," he whispered, his voice low and commanding.

Taehyung's eyes fluttered open, meeting Jungkook's intense gaze. He could only nod, his body thrumming with anticipation, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. He knew what was coming, and the thought of it made his heart pound against his chest.

Jungkook positioned himself, his body hovering over Taehyung's, his arms placed on either side of him, caging him in. He leaned down, his lips finding Taehyung's in a soft kiss, even if the situation was anything but soft. He felt Taehyung's hands grip his back, his nails digging into his skin, and he groaned against his lips, the pain and pleasure mixing together in a delightful way.

"Ready, baby?" Jungkook asked, his cock lining up at Taehyung's entrance.

"Y-Yes, please," Taehyung gasped, his hands gripping onto the sheets as Jungkook pushed in slowly, inch by inch until he was fully sheathed inside Taehyung. Taehyung's eyes rolled back at the feeling of being stretched and filled.

He took a moment, savoring the feeling of Taehyung's body beneath him, the way his breath hitched as he waited in eager anticipation and pulled back, before he finally begun to move. The first thrust was slow, deliberate, careful.

Taehyung let out a strangled moan, his body arching off the bed as he adjusted to the sensation. The feeling was overwhelming, both familiar and new, and he found himself gripping onto Jungkook tighter, as if trying to anchor himself in this sea of sensations. He could feel each movement, each breath, each touch, and it was both wonderful and maddening. All he could do was hold on, his breaths coming in sharp gasps, as if he was trying to breathe through the pleasure that was crashing over him like a wave.

After a while, Jungkook could feel something within him snap. The control he had been so carefully exerting was slipping away, replaced by a primal need to possess, to claim. His thrusts grew rougher, sharper, his body moving with a sense of urgency, as if every movement was meant to show Taehyung who he truly belonged to. His eyes were locked on Taehyung's face, taking in every gasp, every moan, every hint of pleasure and pain that played out across his lips.

His hands, which had been so gentle, now became possessive, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of Taehyung's hips, leaving marks that only he would see, only he would know, a reminder for days to come. Each sound that escaped Taehyung's lips only fueled his desire, feeding the fire that was burning deep within him, the fire that was fueled by the need to make Taehyung fully his.

His mouth found Taehyung's neck, his teeth and lips leaving marks that would be impossible to hide, another claim on the boy that he held so tightly. "Mine," he whispered, his voice a rough, possessive rumble. "All mine." The words were filled with a primal possessiveness, as if they were a statement of ownership, a reminder that Taehyung was his, and his alone.

Taehyung's body was a canvas, and Jungkook's fingers were the paintbrush, leaving a trail of fire as they moved over the soft skin. He continued to move, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through Taehyung.

Thrust
Thrust
Thrust
Thrust

Taehyung's mind was awhirl. All he could feel was Jungkook, the pleasure he was bringing, the possessive touches that only served to heighten the sensations that were coursing through him. He was caught in a whirlwind of sensation, and he couldn't find solid ground. All he could do was hold onto Jungkook, his fingers grip tight, as he was completely at his mercy. "Please," he gasped out, his voice barely above a whimper, "Please, Ggukie.."

Jungkook could feel the plea, could hear the desperation in Taehyung's voice. And it only served to make him rougher, his movements more urgent. He wanted to give Taehyung everything he needed, to make him feel the same way that Jungkook felt. He leaned down, his lips finding Taehyung's ear, "What do you want, Baby?" he asked, his voice a low growl, "Tell me what you want."

"mmh y-you", Taehyung's voice was a whispered moan, his body arching into Jungkook's touch. "Want you. Need you." His thoughts were a mess of desire and need, his mind consumed by the sensations that were coursing through him, by the desire to be completely enveloped by Jungkook's presence, to belong to him completely.

Taehyung gasped as he was flipped around. He felt vulnerable, exposed, but he couldn't deny the way his body was reacting to being manhandled so roughly.

Jungkook could feel the change in position, could feel how vulnerable Taehyung felt, how open to his touch he was. It only served to feed the possessive side of him, the side that wanted to take and claim and keep him all to himself.

He placed a hand on the small of Taehyung's back, keeping him still. For a moment, Jungkook took a second to just look. Taehyung, bent over, completely under his control, completely his... It sent a rush of possessive desire through him, and he found himself unable to hold back any longer.

His hands trailed down Taehyung's back, tracing the curve of his spine before reaching his ass once again. Without any warning, Jungkook gave Taehyung's ass a hard slap, causing him to cry out in surprise.

"G-Ggukie!!!" Taehyung gasped, but before he could say anything else, Jungkook's hand was rubbing the sting away, leaving a trail of kisses in its wake.

"You like that, baby?" Jungkook whispered against Taehyung's skin, his hand slipping between his legs to stroke his hardened cock. Taehyung moaned, his hands gripping onto the sheets as Jungkook's touch sent waves of pleasure through his body.

He leaned down, his body covering Taehyung's, his mouth finding the soft skin of his neck, leaving a trail of bites and kisses.

With every touch, every bite, every movement, Jungkook was marking Taehyung as his own. He wanted to make sure that Taehyung would never forget who he belonged to. The hand on Taehyung's back held him in place, preventing him from moving, from escaping even if he wanted to. It was a clear sign of domination, of control. And Taehyung, in his vulnerable state, could only cling to the sensation of being claimed.

Taehyung's body was a mess of sensations, overwhelmed and oversensitive, and the pleasure was almost too much to bear. He felt himself teetering on the edge, and he could do nothing but hold on, his fingers clutching the bedsheets so hard, his knuckles turned white.

It was as if he was coming apart at the seams, and all he could do was let himself be swept away. And Jungkook was there, holding him, his body pressed closely against Taehyung's, his name a whisper.

Taehyung was a moaning mess, his nails digging into Jungkook's back as he was pounded into the mattress.
Jungkook's pace quickened, his hips slamming into Taehyung with force. And Taehyung could feel himself getting close again, the pleasure building up in his stomach.

"H-hyung, I-I'm gonna come," Taehyung moaned, his body trembling under Jungkook's touch.

"Come for me, baby. I want to feel you come around my cock," Jungkook growled, his own pleasure building up. And with one last thrust, Taehyung was overwhelmed with pleasure as he came, his release spilling between them.

In that moment, Taehyung felt completely owned, completely claimed. And he couldn't help but feel a sense of safety and comfort in the possessive grip that Jungkook had on him. It was as if he was a puzzle, and Jungkook was the final piece that made him perfectly complete.

After sometime Jungkook's thrust became even harder, Jungkook followed soon after, his own release filling Taehyung to the brim. Jungkook held Taehyung as if he was a treasure, as if he was holding something precious and fragile in his arms. And in a way, he was. Taehyung was his treasure, his world, and he was determined to protect him, possess him, make sure that he would never belong to anyone else but him.

As their breathing slowed, their bodies cooling in the aftermath of their release, Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung, pulling him close, his body like a protective shield around him. He could feel Taehyung's heart pounding against his chest, could hear his slow, deep breaths, and it sent a wave of possessiveness through him once again. "You're my world baby," he whispered, his voice a mix of satisfaction and possessiveness. "My Everything."

Jungkook was far from satisfied. He wanted more, needed more. The feeling of having Taehyung completely at his mercy, the sight of him, completely given over to Him, was too addictive, and he was not willing to let go yet.

He shifted, repositioning himself, his body still pressed closely against Taehyung's. His hands roamed over the soft skin, mapping out every inch of him, as if he was memorizing every curve, every contour, every reaction that he could elicit from him.

He leaned down, his lips finding Taehyung's earlobe, his breath hot against the sensitive skin. "I'm not done yet," he murmured, his voice low and rough.

Taehyung could only shiver at the possessive undertone in Jungkook's voice. His body was oversensitive from the previous release, but he found himself wanting more, wanting everything that Jungkook was willing to give.

Taehyung was a mess by the time Jungkook was finally done with him. His body was aching, his mind awhirl with a combination of pleasure and exhaustion. He was on the verge of passing out, his eyelids heavy, his body limp.

Jungkook, seeing Taehyung in this state, gently pulled him into his arms, holding him tightly against him. "Rest baby," he murmured, his voice soft and tender. "I've got you."

Taehyung only mumbled something incoherent in response, his body already starting to relax in Jungkook's embrace. He snuggled closer, seeking the comfort and security that only Jungkook could provide, and soon, he was fast asleep, his head resting on Jungkook's chest, his body completely relaxed.

The bedroom was enveloped in a warm silence as Taehyung's breathing evened out, his small frame curled up against the soft sheets. His cheeks were still tinged with a faint blush, and his relaxed features showed no trace of the anxieties that often haunted him. Jungkook sat beside him, his hand brushing gently through Taehyung's soft hair, his gaze lingering on the peaceful expression that never failed to captivate him.

Carefully, Jungkook slipped out of bed, ensuring not to disturb Taehyung. He moved with practiced ease, grabbing a towel from the bedside and cleaning both of them up before pulling the blanket snugly over Taehyung. The boy shifted slightly in his sleep, instinctively curling toward the warmth left behind by Jungkook.

A soft smile tugged at Jungkook's lips as he leaned down and placed a tender kiss on Taehyung's forehead. "Rest well, angel," he whispered before straightening up.

His expression hardened as he left the room, shutting the door quietly behind him. The soft tenderness he reserved for Taehyung gave way to the cold, authoritative demeanor of a mafia leader as he strode through the mansion's dimly lit corridors. Each step carried a weight of purpose, his mind already shifting to the mission ahead.

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Hi Berries! 🍓

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