Chapter Twelve . . .|
-take off your clothes, princess, tease me.
(M) for Mature Content.

Jeongguk laid Taehyung on the bed, crawling over him as he began to roam his neck with dozens of sloppy wet kisses, his hands gripping at his hips and thighs and squeezing them. He was like an alpha over their omega, an animal in mating season.

He was all over Taehyung's tender neck, picking a certain spot where he attached his lips, pulling and tugging.

Taehyung moved his shaky hands to the back of Jeongguk's head, tangling his fingers in his hair, basically massaging his head.

"Princess," Jeongguk pulled his head up, hovering over the petite adult. "Ya know, moaning is a good thing. I can tell I'm doing something right with how your body is reacting, the goosebumps and twitches." Jeongguk said. "Tell me some kinks you have, Princess, let me pleasure you to the fullest."

Taehyung couldn't lie, he was so turned on but he didn't know if that was because of the lack of sex he had. He could feel his dick rock hard, his loose pants somehow feeling tight around his crotch. He gulped. "I-I l-like being d-degraded . . ." He said.

"What did I say about stuttering? Don't do it, especially not now." Jeongguk warned darkly. "Also . . . What? Like, being called a slut?"

Taehyung let his bottom lip quiver, a shaky breath slip away from his mouth. "That's my favorite," He whispered, his cheeks bright red.

His heart was pounding out of his chest, his skin tingling. "C-Call me that, please," Taehyung's hands clutched onto Jeongguk's collar.

"Aw," Jeongguk snickered. "My slutty Princess . . . Anything else you like?" He asked as he kissed his forehead gently.

"Pull . . . My hair, and . . . Choke me, but not hard, just to where it feels good." Taehyung breathed out, wanting to feel something so good.

Jeongguk nodded. "Now, my little slut, I have my own kinks. I want you to beg, beg for me to fuck your innocence, beg for me to touch your body; your curves." He said, running his hand through Taehyung's head of hair, tugging on it gently. "Beg, beg for me." He smirked.

Taehyung looked up at him with the most beautiful doe eyes but not at all did they seem innocent. He dragged his tongue over his lips lustfully. He opened his mouth. "Fuck me, Mr. Jeon." He breathed out.

Jeongguk's smirk fell instantly. He heard a curse word slip out and with those few words, he felt his dick twitch.

"Put your hands all over me . . . Do me like you own me. Jeongguk, t-touch my body." Taehyung pushed Jeongguk to stand, he himself sitting up. He moved and tugged on the buttons on Jeongguk's shirt. "Please, Mr. Jeon, please."

Jeongguk wrapped his fingers around Taehyung's neck and slammed him down back on the bed, moving his head closer. He could feel Taehyung's breath fanning over his own lips. He nearly pushed his lips into Taehyung's but retracted instead, not kissing him. He stood back up. "Take off your clothes, Princess, tease me."

Taehyung obeyed. He wanted to be here rather than be sold at a shitty auction if he couldn't be taken back to Seokjin-hyung. 

He pulled off his clothes, stripping from his clothing one article at a time. He hadn't been touched in so long, how could he not listen.

It was moments later when his naked body was revealed to Jeongguk, the older watching closely. "Fuck, you're so sexy." He said, leaning down and kissing over his chest, his hands gripping at Taehyung's thighs.

He loved the feeling of the flesh in his fingers, kissing his way to Taehyung's sensitive nipples where his tongue lapped around it, biting his skin around his nipple.

Taehyung felt his body shiver, he softly let a beautiful moan exit his plump lips. He let his hands gently tug at the jet black locks on Jeongguk's head. "Touch . . . Me," he whispered.

Taehyung hadn't had sex in forever, he hadn't had his body roamed or touched, he didn't get to go out late to clubs and get drunk and get fucked. He was told it wasn't what a gentleman would do and wasn't acceptable for him to attempt to do with the possibility of being caught.

He was desperate and full of lust at the moment, his heart pounding against his ribcage. This didn't feel wrong to him whatsoever, he was enjoying the wet feeling and the sucking and rubbing. He couldn't explain it out enough.

Jeongguk heard the spoken, teasing vowels. He smirked to himself, leaning back up. He began to move his hands all over Taehyung's thighs. He groped and massaged the flesh.

Jeongguk leaned down, his lips pecking gently on his skin. He got onto his knees, pulling Taehyung by his legs to the edge of the bed. He heard the soft gasp slip from Taehyung's lips again, a smirk playing his features.

"Come one, my slutty Princess, tell me what you want me to do, what you want me to touch." Jeongguk teased, letting his finger tips trace Taehyung's soft skin, looking over his beautiful, soft, thick thighs. He looked over his leaky cock.

"E-Everywhere!" Taehyung whined, biting down on his bottom lip. "P-Please," he added on, so excited.

Jeongguk was horny, wanting to ruin any sort of innocence Taehyung had even though he seemed like he had none at the moment. He moved close and kissed his inner thighs. He found a spot where he placed a hickey, then another and another.

Taehyung was moaning softly, his body reacting in a sexual way. He felt a kiss so close to his no-no spots, his private parts. He jumped slightly and sat up, placing his hands on Jeongguk's shoulders. "Y-Y-You d-don't h-have to," He said shyly. He looked down at Jeongguk who cocked a brow.

"What? You don't want me to?" Asked Jeongguk.

"It's . . . Not that I don't want y-you to," Taehyung gave a very lopsided, crooked smile. "You just . . . You don't have to," He said to him and sheepishly chuckled.

Jeongguk watched Taehyung's reaction and the way he seemed so bashful. "Mr. Kim, why don't you allow me the privilege of pleasuring you?" He inquired. "Just lay back, keep your legs spread, and let me hear your pretty moans instead of holding them back." He said, pushing Taehyung back on the bed so he was laying again.

Jeongguk proceeded to lay sloppy kisses all over Taehyung's precious, golden, soft thighs. He would nibble on tender areas, his hands making sure Taehyung's legs stayed apart.

He looked over the CEO's member, seeing the younger was already hard. He wasn't surprised whatsoever, making people wet was something he did often just by saying hello.

Jeongguk leaned close. He felt Taehyung twitch once he placed his lip on the younger's entrance.

"Nngh, J-Jeon . . ." Taehyung let out a breathless sound, unsure of where he should keep his hands so he laid them above his head as he felt the mafia leader's head between his thighs.

There were so many gentle kisses and then he felt the soft and wet feeling of a tongue. He was so confused, he liked it, he was just lost on what he should do.

"P-Please," begged out Taehyung, a soft little word that went a hell of a long way. After the slurred and stuttered word left his quivering lips, he felt the tongue he inserted into his tight hole, making him suck in a painfully sharp breath.

His moans were consistent, one after the other as his hole was being played with by a tongue. His hands traced over his own body, his hands sliding down his chest and torso, his finger nails gently gripping at his own skin and parts where he had some chub.

Taehyung was a mess, no one he ever slept with ever going out their way to do this. Jeongguk enjoyed the music from Taehyung's mouth, continuing to do what he was doing until he decided he did enough, pulling back. He moved his hand to Taehyung's mouth, demanding he suck his fingers.

The younger obligated immediately, sucking on his three fingers. Jeongguk couldn't describe the beauty in front of him, he watched the most handsome man alive lay on his back and beg endlessly to be touched and fucked.

It made Jeongguk just hornier. Unfortunately he promised to be gentle on Taehyung, he couldn't abuse his hole as much as he wanted to.

Jeongguk was a man of his word.

He retracted his fingers and moved them to his hole, pushing in his index finger first, watching as Taehyung's mouth opened slightly.

"My slutty Princess, mine." Jeongguk teased. "Look how slutty you look, your mouth hanging open as the sexiest moans leave your mouth. Your hands trying to grab what's mine, your eyes begging for me to pound into you." Mr. Jeon smirked. "Wow, you're incredible." He then thrusted a second finger.

Taehyung cried out. "J-J-Jeongguk," He let our lewd noises, small whines and whimpers. He kept his legs wide open.

"You and your stuttering," Jeongguk mocked. "I want you to tell me what you want, Princess. I can't do everything."

"J-Just . . . Please, y-y-you know w-what I-I want," Taehyung said as he felt the fingers curl and scissor his pink hole.

"You were so confident saying it earlier, what happened? Cat got your tongue?" Jeongguk enjoyed this. If he couldn't pound him, he could play around and make Taehyung beg.

"Nngh!" Taehyung whimpered, getting upset at how long this was taking and how he needed to beg for Jeongguk to give him what they both wanted.

"Impatient, are we?" Jeongguk rammed his third finger inside of the young CEO. "It isn't that hard to say, 'Jeongguk, I want you to fuck me', just like that."

Taehyung rolled his head back, his nails digging into the bedsheets, knuckles turning white. He sucked in sharp breaths, moans escaping with no control. "Fuck me!" Taehyung impatiently screamed out. "P-Please! J-Jeongguk!" He whined loudly, trying to back onto Jeongguk's fingers more, feeling them slip in and out.

Jeongguk had enough.

He pulled his fingers out and spit into his hand, taking it and jerking his cock a bit before he rolled a condom over his cock. He moved close to Taehyung, towering over him, picking his legs and hoisting them over his shoulders.

The mafia leader didn't waste a single moment, he pushed his cock deep inside Taehyung with one thrust into them. He closely watched the younger's reaction, seeing his mouth gaped open with his eyes squeezed shut.

The ravenette smirked to himself, feeling the tight walls engulf his dick. "Oh, Princess, I almost love your lack in intimacy." He commented. He slowly, teasingly pulled his inches out just before slowly pushing them back into him.

"N-No!" Taehyung whined. "Ugh! Oh my- God!" He was begging in shortened words, rolling his hips against Jeongguk's member.

The mafia leader wasted little time, thrusting into Taehyung's tight hole. His hands gripped his hips, wanting to be rough and harsh but remembered the fact that the younger hadn't had sex in awhile, and he did promise to be gentle.

That was until he heard the blond-haired adult beg for more. His smirk crawled, he went a bit faster and harder.

Taehyung's hands were clawing at the sheets under him, his back arched. He had his head laid back, his body feeling in absolute heaven. He let loud moans, breathing heavily.

The moment his prostate was brushes against, he gasped and looked down at Jeongguk. "S-Stop!" He cried out, seeing Jeongguk's face fall with a frown.

"Am I hurting you? I'm not even going that hard," he commented as he stopped. Jeongguk looked over the partly sweaty CEO.

"N-No . . . It's just . . . It's too much, it's a lot of pleasure." Taehyung said, his legs already shaking and they weren't even finished yet.

Jeongguk felt a laugh stuck in his throat, just smiling weakly. "If that's too much pleasure, then you've never had your prostate hit." He commented.

"Wha-What?" Taehyung looked at Jeongguk and before another word could be exchanged, the elder aggressively pushed his hips forward, making Taehyung's back arch to its fullest.

The younger cried out in pure pleasure, his body being overstimulated with there being a large member inside as well as Jeongguk now pumping his member all at once.

The mafia leader was keeping a close eye on Taehyung's face, wanting to see his face once he hit his prostate. He watched Taehyung's mouth hang open, he felt his hole clench.

"Ahh! J-J-Jeon-!" Taehyung cried. "R-R-Right-!" He couldn't even form correct and full sentences.

Jeongguk realized the feeling around his cock. He leaned over and gripped Taehyung's jaw. "Look at me, I want to see your face as you reach you orgasm." Commented Jeongguk.

Taehyung's hands found themselves on the older's chest, his nails digging into his skin. He was moaning, his eyes looking into Jeongguk's.

It was lust. Both men weren't awkward, their bodies were driven by lust. Their eyes locked together, the passion in making this feel as good as it could was there.

Taehyung panted, clutching onto Jeongguk, his nails digging more into him as the pit in his abdomen grew more and more painful.

He tried to hold the eye contact, moans slipping left and right as his body was still being penetrated through. He furrowed his brows, whimpering.

Jeongguk planned his last thrust perfectly, right into his prostate. He witnessed Taehyung's face get red and flustered, he heard the most beautiful moan leave his lips. He felt the younger's cum get on his stomach.

"Just like that, Princess." Jeongguk whispered and he thrusted a few more times before he came into the condom.

He slowly pulled himself out, looking over the glorious mess he created. Taehyung's sore hole, his quivering legs, his red thighs, and the cum oozing a bit more out of his tip.

Jeongguk slipped his condom off. He pulled up his pants so he could exit the room to grab a towel from the bathroom. He returned not even a minute later, gently taking it over the younger who was still relaxing his body.

"Relax, Mr. Kim," he whispered. "I'll give you another bath tomorrow. I have to go out with Jimin so I can't hold onto you." Jeongguk added and picked up the CEO, carrying him so he was at the
top of the bed, laying him down. He covered him up. "Don't let anyone come in here and touch you. If they do, I'll be sure to feed them their own nipples." Jeongguk said and left the room.