Taehyung had come to the obvious conclusion that Jeongguk Jeon was a fucking slut.

Really, the audacity that the boy possessed stood too far along Taehyung's: 'Of-course-he's-horny-or-he-wouldn't-be-a-bloody-teenager-for-God's-sake' scale of accuracy, it was to quantify his sex drive and Taehyung wished he hadn't tried to put him to the test to place him on it because it had backfired rather badly. Everyone had it, or went through the phase in some sort of ungodly way. It wasn't anything to be ashamed about in particular but Jeongguk was another story. He had taken it to a whole other level that Taehyung hadn't thought existed in real life. (Only in pornos that were a little on the risqué side of things.)

Jeongguk didn't care if they'd be caught for the slightest. He really didn't give two shits.

Taehyung realised this at the dinner table a week later.

The honest truth here, Taehyung wasn't intending to stay at the Jeon household any longer than he had initially planned, the first dinner with Lisa's parents hadn't been the most pleasant, not that he was expecting it to. More so, he wanted to get as far away from the sinful boy as he could, it wouldn't do him any good to be around him longer than he really needed to be. But of course, his persistent girlfriend had forced him to stay. He didn't really have a choice after that. He really wished he could wipe that stupid little smirk off of Jeongguk's perfect, porcelain face.

Fast forward an hour or so, Taehyung and the Jeons were seated at the dining table, a hearty Sunday roast on their plates. Silence flooded the room, awkwardly tranquil but it seemed fine to begin with, Taehyung had assured himself that it'd only be another fourty minutes or so before he could escape from the hell hole. He was in the middle of cutting his broccoli when the boy opposite him loudly cleared his throat. Everyone paused to look up at him. Anything that Jeongguk has to say couldn't be any good. Nothing good for the man's mental well being.

In fact, he was dreading anything that came out of his pretty little mouth.

"I'd like to make an announcement," His voice was thin and crisp, like Taehyung's roast potatoes. Posh. Mr Jeon raised an eyebrow. "I've got a job." He quirked, smiling at his parents. Oh, thank fuck.

Mrs Jeon beamed at him. "Oh congratulations sweetheart, what job?" She laughed joyously.

If only his parents really knew what a fucking beast he was.

"In a café, Mum." Jeongguk grinned. Oh, this couldn't get any worse. "The one next to Taehyung's company." Yep. It just did.

Mr Jeon let out a boisterous chuckle, turning his head away from his son to face Taehyung, the latter badly wanting to dig himself a hole and bury himself alive.

"Well, Tae. That's mighty convenient, isn't it!" Lisa smiled beside him. She placed a hand on her boyfriend's thigh and batted her long lashes. Jeongguk swirled his fork around his gravy filled plate, doe eyes silently beckoning him to say something. Anything. Why couldn't he? Because Taehyung was distracted, that's why.

"Yes," he mumbled, popping another carrot in his mouth and trying his level best to chew.

"I was thinking, maybe he could give me a lift home once his shift ends, you know, just once a week would be enough..." The boy tilted his head and giggled, mouth saying one thing but his eyes saying another.

To anyone watching, they'd see an innocent little boy, talking to his parents and his big sister's boyfriend about giving him a lift back from work. You know, normal shit that nobody really cared about.

It was boring on the outside, a prime representation of familial discussions and arrangements at a formal dinner.

What they didn't see, was what was going on underneath the table.

It was in that very instance, hidden from view and 'totally safe' that Taehyung felt a sock covered toe gently swirl around on his foot.

"I'm sure that's more than alright- isn't it Taehyung? You wouldn't mind, would you?" Mrs Jeon intervened, flashing her pearly teeth. Taehyung had no choice but to grin back and laugh. "Saves him having to get the bus back."

"No, of course that's alright. I can take him h-home every Tuesday and Thursday if you'd like." He tried to keep his voice stable. He really did. But the feeling of the younger's foot gently rubbing against his ankle did something to him that he wasn't too proud of. God forbid Jeongguk Jeon. Jeongguk, on the other hand, innocently cut into his meat and took his phone out from his pocket.

"Jeongguk stop being rude and put your phone away." Lisa hissed, glaring at her little brother in annoyance. Jeongguk complied with a little huff of annoyance. He must have been taking his anger out on the older man because Taehyung felt his foot gently wander up to his long leg, skimming the expensive fabric. He really didn't want to know where this was going but he already had a good idea. He had to escape.

Now.

"I'm willing to pay for petrol too, if need be." The younger offered, his eyes twinkling playfully.

Taehyung felt it shift even further than before, skimming his shin and his knee till he reached his upper thigh. He rested it there for a while. Warm and heavy. Taehyung gulped.

He was such a tease.

"No, no, that's alright. We can figure things out, it's not that far, anyway." Taehyung  managed. He clenched his jaw as the teen's foot crept up towards the apex of his thigh. This was going to end badly.

"You're very kind, Taehyung," Jeongguk bit his lip and that was that.

He put his foot over Taehyung's crotch and added pressure. The older male tensed in his seat, staring dead into the younger's big ebony eyes. They sparkled with delight, knowing the affect he had on him. Taehyung let out a laboured breath.

"It's nothing," he gulped. The smaller's foot pushed against his clothed cock, heat rose up Taehyung's neck with embarrassment. He could feel his toes through the thin fabric. Biting his cheek and gulping down a groan, he turned to his girlfriend. "I can pick up L-Lisa on the way too." He stared at her instead- wondering if it would make things better... it didn't.

Jeongguk only pushed harder.

It took every nerve in the man's body not to let out a soft moan, he tried to focus on Lisa's big eyes but it didn't help at all.

Jeongguk began to rub.

He slid his foot up and down Taehyung's length, an evident tent in his trousers, the older tried not to curse as Jeongguk separated his toes and massaged certain areas. His breathing was deteriorating, yet he refused to look at him.

What was he doing?

Oh god.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Taehyung wordlessly shifted back in his chair, enough so that Jeongguk's foot could no longer reach him.

The teen only brought his chair closer to the table.

His foot found itself back onto his cock, kneading his large bulge in a slow, teasing circular motion. Taehyung gripped his knife and fork with immense strength, accidentally banging it down on the table when Jeongguk added his second foot. The family jumped, startled.

"So-sorry. My foot- I mean my hand slipped-ugh." He gulped, finally forcing himself to look at the younger boy.

He had the audacity to eat his carrots as if nothing had ever happened.

His eyes showed nothing but mischief. Glimmering with playfulness, pure delight. If Taehyung could have taken a picture of it, he would have- he would have saved it further and ever but his foot- oh fuck, his foot. Now, Taehyung didn't have a foot fetish, of course not- but Jeongguk's foot would certainly be the death of him.

He had the nerve to lick his pretty little mouth in front of him; his tongue wet and silky over his crimson lips as he dragged it along with immense ineptitude, though he certainly wasn't an amateur. No, Jeongguk knew exactly what he was doing. It showed in his penetrative gaze.

"Sorry- could I please be excused?" Taehyung asked abruptly, he couldn't take it anymore, he was too far gone over the edge.

"Of course dearie, is everything alright?"

His eyes flickered towards the teen, who gave him an innocent little smile.

"Everything's absolutely fine."

Things weren't fine.

The second Taehyung got up the stairs, he walked into Jeongguk's bedroom, slammed the door shut, undid his zipper and his hands were down his pants in a blink of an eye.

He looked down at his throbbing, pink cock in his hands, feeling more than a little pathetic.
Jeongguk hadn't even properly touched him yet he was as hard as he had ever been. Was he really that weak? God, that was embarrassing. He wraps his hand around his dick and strokes slowly. Once. Twice. Squeezed the tip, the base, his balls- you know; just to truly test out how over the edge he was. He was truly over it. Just when he was about to pump it, there was a soft knock at the door.

Shit. This was really not the time.

"Taehyung?" Jeongguk's voice asked quietly. "Can you open the door." No, Jeongguk, I most certainly can't open the fucking door because I'm wanking off to the feeling of your foot on my cock. Sorry.

Taehyung opened the door anyway.

He shut is as soon as Jeongguk walked in, going to lock it but Jeongguk did it for him. He realised that his dick was still out and that he was shamelessly standing there, in front of this teenage boy, harder than granite. Jeongguk didn't seem to mind though. In fact, his eyes hadn't left Taehyung's length the second he walked into his bedroom.

"You have a nice cock." Jeongguk giggled, inching towards him- oh shit why did that make him even harder? "Too bad you were going to touch it without me." The smirk was evident in his voice, teasing and taunting and dangerous. He inches towards Taehyung, no remorse at all.

And suddenly, his small hand was wrapped around his dick and Taehyung was struggling for words, they've chocked in themselves, clogging up his throat. He couldn't speak, not with his warm palm doing wonders with him. Taehyung was already fucking close.

He starts off slow, cornering him to the wall. His doe eyes looking up at him with an innocent glimmer as he stroked his wet tip with his thumb gathering the precum and spreading it down his length, ever so slow- why was he always so slow? Taehyung needed him to hurry up. Desperately.

"You like this, don't you?" The boy hummed in his ear, pumping slowly. He gave a little squeeze which had Taehyung groaning back in response. Yes. He really did like this. As disgustingly dirty as it was.

He loved it.

"Please." There. He fucking said it. Now Jeongguk could take full advantage of how weak he was for him. Why did he have to sound so feeble? So strangled as desperate and needy. It was supposed to be the other way around. God, it should have been but he didn't care. All he needed was for him to touch his cock till he came. Till he was shivering from sensitivity.

Jeongguk bit his lip and giggled, stroking faster and faster with each passing second, Taehyung's breath uneven and laboured. He held back his groans but every now and then, Jeongguk would squeeze and he wouldn't be able to stop himself from letting out those lewd noises of his. Even the teen was moaning against his ear, shit he was so close.

"Jeongguk." Taehyung hissed with his teeth gritted. He brought a hand up to grab a fistful of Jeongguk's shiny ebony hair, the younger tilting his head back for him as he tugged, letting out a soft whimper tumble from his sinful lips as he squeezed his cock one last time.

That was it.

Taehyung came.

He came so hard he thought he might have seen the stars in his blurry vision, burying his face in the teen's neck and panting and panting and panting, sweat dripping from every inch of him. His gaze flickered down to see the mess he'd made. Jeongguk's hands were covered in his hot, salty cum. He was stroking him now, gathering it with his fingers as Taehyung came down from his high. His eyes, hooded and tired, stared at the boy as he brought his messy fingers towards his lips.

He did something that probably would have made him hard again if he wasn't so tired.

He licked them.

Taehyung watched as Jeongguk's fingers slid past his soft, thin lips, he watched the way his mouth moulded around them to fit them perfectly, wondering if it would be the same if he were to put his cock in there. How hot it would be, how tight. How gorgeous he'd look on the floor with him thrusting his length down his throat, whether he'd be crying or whether he could take it like the slut he was.

Jeongguk licked Taehyung's cum like it was dessert. Sweet and all his.
It certainly was. Taehyung wanted to kiss him. But he didn't let him.

Jeongguk took his fingers out with a little pop and smirked at him, before walking out.

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(also sorry i'm v bad at writing these kind of things- we're getting there guys although i low-key thought that this was hot tbh 😔✋💕