'For you I'll risk it all.'. Chapter 11

Jungkook stirred in his sleep. The bright and dazzling sunlight streamed in through the huge window and warmed his body. His head throbbed, a crippling pain spread in every bone and muscle and attempting to roll over, stretching was out of the question, made the pain surge through his body, exploding behind his eyeballs.

Last night's events stormed in his mind, realizing he was lying in an empty bed with Taehyung nowhere to be found. As he tried crawling to the edge of the bed the pain felt like a sharp knife in his guts. He writhed and whimpered, slowly slithering to the side, his breathing shallow and convulsed, managed to get his feet on the floor and leaning on his palms he stood up,sucked in a sharp breath and his eyes wandered around.

He wasn't in their session room but in Taehyung's bedroom. He must have carried him after he passed out. Toiling his feet, limping,feeling out of balance,dizzy and fuzzy,stiff muscles and joints,he reached the bathroom but passing before the mirror he halted his steps. Observing his figure closely he winced. The collar was still around his neck along with fingermarks from choking. His chest bruised and lashed. Nipples red, swollen and aching. His limbs had purple marks from the straps and his ass big, strings of whips from the crop.

However, looking closely, his face despite the ordeal was glittering. Eyes sparkling with glow.Trembling fingers caressed the diamond collar, the object of his ownership from his master. Frankly speaking, he should have been irked and red from embarrassment but he felt pleased in a way. He took tremendous pleasure from serving Taehyung and feeling wanted.

He took off the collar,placed it on the counter, didn't bother to fill in the tub because his butt hurt too much and he couldn't sit so he indulged himself in a hot, relaxing shower, dried his body and hair, applied ointment on his lashes and wrapped the collar around his neck again.

In the bedroom, he browsed in search of clothes. He couldn't remember where his backpack was. Another door caught his attention and sluggishly he opened it seeing an enormous wardrobe. Expensive suits, shirts, ties and coats neatly hanged by colour. Drawers with rings, watches and shelves with shiny shoes. On the opposite side he could see different styled outfits, more casual and sporty. Sweatpants, hoodies, jeans, leather jackets, puffed coats, sneakers and boots. All in smaller sizes and apparently not Taehyung's but Jungkook's style.Most likely his dear brother's.

He chose to wear one of Taehyung's white shirts, the fabric reaching beneath his ass and dismissed the idea of underwear. His butt hurt like hell! His stomach began growling from hunger since he hadn't had dinner last night. Moving towards the door the corner of his eyes caught the sight of a note, a glass of water and a bottle of painkillers. He grabbed the note reading it outloud.

" For the pain. " He sighed deeply." How thoughtful of you.. master!" He joked,gulping down two pills with water and inhaling and exhaling ,he went out the room and down to the living room , holding on to the staircase.The door of the kitchen was open so he didn't have to waste his energy searching for it and entered. The kitchen was fully equipped and filled with food. He rubbed his empty stomach,still growling and decided to make spicy Buldak noodles and some dumplings he found in the refrigerator. Simple and quick. 

While boiling the water in a pot he noticed two sets of keys next to the coffee machine. 

Could it be?

He shook his head at the crazy idea. He grabbed them in his hands, slowly heading towards the main door. To his surprise it was unlocked! He frowned, pushed it open and took two steps out. A bike and a small car were parked outside. Taehyung had given him a way out. A way to leave this place. Keys to his freedom.

Why? He got into so much trouble to bring him here and let him go so easily? His escape was right there. He could actually go..just like that!

The question was..Did he want to? Put this absurd story behind him? He could go meet his friends, even though last night he had sent them a message telling them he couldn't make it and they should go without him.

He turned around, walked back in, shut the door, left the keys on the table in the hallway and returned to the kitchen. He was still starving; he could eat a horse! The noodles and dumplings were ready and served in bowls, along with a glass of milk. He was eating when he heard the door open and shut and heavy footsteps approaching but didn't bother to raise his head.

Taehyung 's feet stopped at the kitchen door, loosened his tie and, prancing his way in, sat across from him. Legs stretched and spread, right hand tapping on the glassy kitchen table.

" I thought you left. "

Jungkook didn't reply, just slurping his noodles.

" Why didn't you?'He got no reply again so he kept quiet. He had a lunch meeting before coming so he wasn't hungry, although he doubted Jungkook would cook for him.

When the boy finished his meal, he cropped up his head." I was hungry." he said..just like that.

" Hungry for what? Food or..dicks?" 

Jungkook smirked, feeling his cock happily responding to the provocation." For food..what else?" He drank the rest of his milk, licking a few drops from his lips and Taehyung gulped. He had spent all morning at the fucken company, meeting after meeting, thinking about him. The door was unlocked, the keys were left on purpose to check whether or not he would leave. A test to see his reaction. Hoping he'd be here when he returned. 

And he was. Eating food like nothing happened. Taehyung had seen it on his phone,through the cameras he had installed around the house.

V was pleased. V was ecstatic. 

" You're wearing my shirt, doll." 

" It was comfy." 

" I had clothes for you in my closet." 

So the outfits were actually for him, not for his brother. His heart jumped in his chest and swallowed a moan." Didn't see them." 

Taehyung knew he was lying." Open up your shirt." 

" Why would I do that?" he asked, slumping backwards in the chair.

" Open it." he demanded hoarsely, his cock becoming harder, confined in his tight pants, looking for a way out.

Jungkook's fingers unbuttoned the white shirt slowly, opened it and the man gasped at the marvelous sight of his shiny, milky body covered in his marks. His roving eyes pondered on his divine flesh, the collar around his neck and stuck on the hard-on between his thighs as he spread his legs open for Taehyung to see.

The older touched and rubbed his cock without taking his eyes off of him. His throbbing cock ready to be sucked and as he lowered his body on the chair and spread his legs wider, his pink hole eager to be ruthlessly fucked.

Suddenly Jungkook got up, placed the bowls and glass in the sink, remembered there was chocolate in one of the cupboards so he tiptoed to reach it and the back of his shirt was lifted up showing his marked ass.

Taehyung sucked in a grunting moan, watching the younger climb and sit on the counter, swinging his open legs, licking, biting and nibbling his chocolate, piercing him with his intense, wild gaze.

Master..what master? Taehyung could barely control himself from attacking and devouring his body. Spread chocolate all over him and lick his body clean.

Jungkook hopped down, his dick swinging with each move and slowly passed by the older with his eyes following him on every step. Halting at the kitchen door, he slipt the shirt from his shoulders to his elbows, gently letting it gilde on the floor and strutted naked up the stairs into the toy room.

Taehyung was numbed by desire and yearning. His heartbeat increased rapidly and his pounding chest was working overtime, blogs of sweat running down his spine,observing the younger 's seductive provocation. An invitation.. He tried to calm his raging heart and act like a dominant master. 

He ruffled his hair, got up and followed him upstairs. Jungkook was standing in the middle of the room, hands to the side, eyes glowing from anticipation and longing. He wanted master to fuck him to oblivion. Punish and hurt him. Didn't give a damn about the pain in his body because the desire and need to be dominated by him was beyond logic.

The older ambled inside, standing in front of him. He had gained his self control and nothing would indicate his burning desire for Jungkook." Take my clothes off. Master needs a bath." 

In spite of the obvious trembling in his hands Jungkook jabbed out his black jacket, unbuttoned his white shirt, accidentally brushing his fingers on his shoulders and back, causing multiple shivers on the man's body. He unbuckled his black,leather belt, unzipped his pants, pulling the down his ankles. He then put his hands inside the grey boxer, pulling it down as well, knelt and took both off.

The huge hard-on, inches away from his drooling mouth was too tempting. He stuck his tongue out, taking a string of precum from the hard cock,tasting the salty juice. He wanted to suck him. Have his gigantic cock fucking his mouth till he choked. But rules were rules. No touching without master's permission.

" May I touch you master? Can I suck your cock?" he gasped breathlessly. His own cock was twitching and panging in need.

" You have to serve your master first. If you're a good boy I'll let you suck me." Glistering, misty eyes captivating the younger 's soul."Give me a bath." 

Jungkook cursed in his fuzzy head, aching from carnal need but stood up and went into the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water and bubbles while Taehyung was behind him. He got in , sat in the tub and let Jungkook take care of him.

The younger washed his hair with the shampoo, rubbing his skull, then grabbed the sponge and meticulously scrubbed his body. Neck, shoulders,arms, stomach and reaching his bulging cock one hand fisted the hard-on the other rubbed it , feeling it growing bigger and harder.

Taehyung bent his head back, hiding a growling moan as Jungkook's hands moved to his inner thighs, gently scrubbing them ending in his legs and toes. He throbbed taking immense pleasure from the erotic way Jungkook was attending to him. Plus he couldn't imagine rubbing his toes would be so fucken arousing. He could hardly tame the desire anymore so he stopped him. 

He got up and out of the tub, letting the boy wipe and dry his body and hair and went straight to the room and his toys. He had different plans for today. He chose the items he needed and left them on a metallic stand. He held his wrist leading him to another smaller stand and made him bend slightly on it with his ass exposed.

 " Be a good boy and take your punishment for asking what you can't have..yet." It was a bondage and milking table. He adjusted the wrist and ankle cuffs to fit snugly on his limbs,placed him facing downwards and attached the cuffs.

With the cat tails,leather whip in his hand,he rubbed the edge on his asscheeks ,moving to his hole, hearing the boy whimper and moan from delight." Do you like it? Want me to fuck you with it?" he teased him and his aching hole.

Jungkook gasped and shivered at the thought and gripping on the edge of tbe stand he nodded." Yes.. please..I want it..please.." 

" As much as I'd live to see your slutty hole wrecked by my whip, you don't deserve it, whore." One whip lashed his ass and the boy hissed and screamed in pain." Count and say thank you master." he ordered him whipping him again.

" One.. thank you..master.." 

Another whip." Two..thank you..master." he gnashed his teeth. It was unbearably painful considering his previous marks but somehow pleasurable.

Then another one, stronger this time."Three..thank..you..master." He bit his lips and his tears ran down his cheeks.

Sniffing and weeping he took another whip and another till it was hard to speak and reaching twenty whips the pain branched across his body like lightning as he sucked in a sharp breath at the cramping pain, bawling in tears.

It wasn't just the excruciating pain that stirred him but also the twisted pleasure that streaked through him like a comet and the desire that swelled within him, feeling dizzy and disoriented by erotic bliss. He was satisfied and contemptuous." Mo..re..want..more..master." His butt was red and stinging like pricking needles but being in his subspace it was difficult to get rid of the euphoric elation he was sinking in.

Taehyung touched his own hard, aching cock, bent down, spread the boy's asscheeks and brushed his tongue on the drenched hole as Jungkook whimpered in need. He slobbered over the seductive entrance, spitting on it,rimming him for a while to replace the pain with bliss.

" Do you want more? Want my whip to lash your needy ass?" 

Jungkook licked his lips, holding onto the edge, squirming." Yes.. please..please.. punish me..more..I want..to..please..you." he craved, mouth half opened, tongue slightly out and eyelashes flattering.

" Why?" Why do you want to please me?"

Jungkook's answer filled the man with a savage, almost painful satisfaction." I..want..to suck.. master's cock.."

Taehyung did exactly the opposite. He stopped because if he continued Jungkook would cum.He knew it from the way his cock throbbed and swelled and body tensed. He unstrapped him,carried him to the right corner of the room,where a big sling and swing stand was. 

He made him lay on his back on the leather lined sling, put his feet in the stirrups and hands in the straps above his head, attached a set of vibrating,black nipple clamps on his bubs and adjusting the speed,watched him tremble and bounce. He then smeared a big amount of lube on a purple vibrating dildo and inserted it inside the tight hole and a cock pump around the aching cock, sucking the life out of him.

Jungkook's body erupted at the multiple toys attacking his senses and whizzed, letting out loud moans." Oh yes.. it's so good..master..yes.." he cried out, squeezing and pulling the straps and chains in his hands. The buzzing, excruciating pain on his butt was insignificant compared to the amount of pleasure harrowing his veins and giving him overwhelming, unimaginable bliss.

His gaze blazed with passion and need, tears of joy simmered from the corners of his eyes to the pillow beneath his head as he batted his lashes and his plump lips twitched. The dildo vibrated, dashing against his walls and prostate. The clamps pressing his nipples and the pump sucking his dick created such wrath of pleasure in Jungkook's body as he perked and squirmed.

" Does it feel good whore? Makes you want to cum?"he teased him,going around him to observe his reactions." Should I stop? Are you tired?"

Jungkook shook his head." No..no.. don't..please don't." he took in a gasp, gnashing his teeth to the unbelievable sensation not wanting to end. The more the torture, the more he loved it. Pain was offering him a lewd excitement,filling him in ways he didn't think possible. The younger arched his back, his cock swelled and spasmed inside the pump about to explode and Taehyung abruptly took it off, blocking the boy's orgasm.

" Please..master..let me..cum..I need..to..cum.." he gorged his whimpers, coming into sight with Taehyung cavernous, defiant gaze.

" We haven't started yet, whore." He gripped his hair, bent and tongue kissed him, pushing it so deep into his mouth it hit the walls of his throat, clogging the air, sickung in the younger 's moans and cut the kiss, stepping back.

Jungkook was gasping and panting from the aggressive kiss that escalated his longing. In a haze he watched Taehyung going and coming back with another toy. The man adjusted a stretcher on his balls attached to a leash and pulled it.

" NO! PLEASE..IT..HURTS! NO MASTER!" he hollered,spanning his back as the sound of the chains stretching gave Taehyung frails of joy.

" Use your safe word if you want me to stop." he instructed him hoping he wouldn't. Jungkook stubbornly nodded no and remained still. With the leash wrapped around his hand Taehyung moved above Jungkook's head and began smashing his dick on his face, scattering his precum all over it. 

The younger projected his tongue to taste him and hopefully suck his delicious cock and his wish was granted. The older ploughed his beating cock in Jungkook's drooling mouth, pushing deeper and deeper till it crashed his throat and started thrusting in and out.

 One hand gripping tight on his hair and pushing his head up while the other pulling the leash. Jungkook gagged and choked ,deprived of air, saliva venting from his mouth,practically skull fucked and soon tasted the load of cum erupting like sizzling lava in his mouth, feeling his master shivering from desire and hearing his groans He coughed at the huge amount flooding him but gladly gulped it and his balls were constantly pulled up and cock dripping precum on his belly.

The man scrunched down kissing him again and tasting his own release, whiffing and chuffing. He didn't know for how long he would be able to tame his racing desire to fuck him without any toys. It was too tempting for Taehyung. Too rough to watch Jungkook dived into bliss for him, begging him to wreck him. It was entirely unknown to him wanting to have sex in such a way. 

Hurriedly,he removed all objects except the clamps and carried him to bed, positioned him in all fours, huddled, face stuffed in the mattress and ass lifted up, locked up his ankles to his thighs and bind his hands to the leather cuffs, leaving him completely exposed and vulnerable. 

" Master..will..you..fuck..me..now..?" His voice mellow but rough betrayed his need to be conquered. Despite the deviant pleasure he got from the toys he wanted the real thing.

" Master was very pleased with you doll and he's gonna fuck you now." 

He settled behind him,one knee bent the other knelt,opened his asscheeks and hungrily slobbered over the wet, red hole inhaling the redolent scent, making circular moves around it.

Jungkook squeezed his fists at the intense rimming of his hole, struggling for breath between moans and groans and digging his nails into his thighs.The one thing in his disoriented mind was pleasure. How to get pleasure from Taehyung." Please.. don't tease.. thrust in.. please..master.." 

Each time ,master would come out of his lips,Taehyung thought he'd cum on the spot. He dived his tongue inside his hole watching him shake and stir while he was pushing deeper,swirling his tongue and devouring him with every thrust. Jungkook was too close to cumming but held back because be wanted Taehyung to fuck him with his huge, throbbing cock. He felt empty and cold when Taehyung let go and whined.

The man spanked his ass and the boy hissed, his mouth cracked open but the only thing coming out were arousing moans and whimpers. He grumbled when Taehyung's thick cock penetrated his entrance and his thrusts became sharp and hasty, clutching onto his hair, savagely battering his tight hole.

" Such a whore for my cock, aren't you?" The sloppy popping sound of his dick bashing in and out was the most erotic ever." Master loves your slutty..filthy hole.." 

The younger felt on cloud nine,gorging on the master's satisfaction and filthy words, ecstatic he was pleased with him. His insides were roughly invaded and conquered by the man he longed for more than anything. As Taehyung continued hammering his hole he felt ready to burst. The huge, thick cock smashing his prostate,balls deep, reaching up to his stomach.

" Master! Master..may..I cum? Please.. it's..too..much.." he implored losing touch with reality from the profound need.

The man tightened the grip on his hair, lurching deeper,unable to stop." Who owns your hole, whore? Who does your cock crave for?" He pulled his head backwards and Jungkook, lost in the mist of desire, drooling, with his tongue out,half closed blurry eyes and blushed cheeks, spasmed at the relentless force of thrusts.

" You..my..hole.. aches..for you..master.." he moaned at the choky sensation.

" Cum..only for me..cum..whore..MY WHORE! MINE!" 

The screams and moans mixed with erotic growls dangled the room and Jungkook finally released his suppressed tension cumming loads on the red, satin sheets, raving." Master..oh master.." 

Taehyung didn't stop till he reached his own earth shattering orgasm, tossing his head backwards, pulling the younger's hair, screeching and drowning the twitching hole as he kept pounding inside out nonstop, his cum oozing out of the pulsating puker.

" Fuck your tight hole.. fuck..fuck.. Goddamnit!" The trusts kept coming rougher and knife-like,sending jolts of pleasure throughout their trembling bodies.

The sensation of the continuous hammering of his huge cock,massaging the inner depths of his ass made Jungkook explore with lust and longing, shooting his load on the already drenched sheets.

" Pound..me..harder..wreck me..please..please..I need..more..more.." Jungkook begged and begged till he got completely lost in the dark world of lust with the man raiding him.

" You're a dirty, little whore!" Taehyung growled through clenched teeth ,erupting again inside the flooded hole and kept thrusting uncontrollably with acute exhilaration. It was hard to remember how many times he came in tbe hours he fucked him. He could recall Jungkook imploring him to go deeper and harder, shouting and weeping, quivering and spasming from the soul consuming hunger to be devoured and destroyed.

It wasn't until the lazy light of dawn seeped into the room that forced Taehyung to slip out of the red, abused hole,cum oozing out on his thighs,realizing the younger had passed out at some point. How much he wanted to keep fucking him scared the shit out of him! Climbing out of bed he took a butt plug from the toy stand and inserted it inside blocking the cum from dripping. Jungkook muddled but didn't wake up.He wanted his breeding to flood and invade every pore in his body..every vein. Become one with his blood.

He carefully unstrapped him, shifted his position,back on the bed and removed the clamps, rubbing his sensitive nipples and attending to his freshly made whips. What in hell possessed him and scrunched down, smearing soft, gentle kisses on his forehead, closed eyes, nose and cheeks and..his mouth looked so provokingly tempting. His lips touched Jungkook's, kissing him affectionately and at the same time his hands were caressing his body with such need it was almost frightening. 

This.. wasn't him.

V didn't care about anyone. Especially his slaves.

They were mature adults involved in consensual sex. Understanding perfectly the risks and possible consequences of their sessions.

In an odd way his nonexistent heart clenched at the thought of Jungkook hurting after their session. It didn't make any sense to him.

 He stopped troubled thoughts pestering his mind whilst sucking in the younger 's divine state. The marks and bruises, the lashes. His legs spread as if he was aching for more. The plug in his perfectly formed hole.His stunning face all flustered. It was hypnotic to his senses. Shaking the crazy thoughts out, he carried him to his bed, placed him comfortably and covered him with the quilt. He didn't bother to shower and laid beside him, holding the younger in his arms. 

Another night without nightmares.

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Taehyung blinked his eyes several times before adjusting to his surroundings. Darkness had spread its wings outside but he was warm and cozy. Tossing his head to the left,his gaze fell on sleeping Jungkook wrapped around him like an oyster.

His left foot tucked between his, bent and his knee on his dick. Hand hooked on his waist and face snuggled in his nape. The corner of his mouth curved in a faded smile but immediately scrunched up his face, reminding himself, rather strictly, that V has no emotions. He cautiously scooped up Jungkook's arm and leg, hearing him whine in his sleep, slided out of bed pacing to the bathroom. 

Having a quick shower, he grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his torso and proceeded to his closet, putting on white shorts and a black tank top but no boxer. He dismissed the idea of waking up Jungkook and headed downstairs to his study to do some work. He contacted his people in Vegas for his daily report, making sure the business was run smoothly and gave them specific instructions on how to proceed with the new casino. He sent a few emails, made some calls, read files, signed documents and spoke with Hobi to inform him he'd spent the next four days at home. No visitors allowed. Hobi got the hint and didn't bombed him with questions.

He checked the time on his phone and it was past seven so he locked the files and everything regarding to his work in the volt behind the library in a secret compartment and marched upstairs to the bedroom. Jungkook was still asleep under the warm covers. He looked peaceful and serene. Without a care in the world. He huffed moving closer and slightly shaking his arm, earning grumpy whimpers. He unintentionally chuckled and tapped his shoulder.

The younger murmured something the man couldn't hear.

He sat at the edge of the bed, next to him."Jungkook? Time to get up."

" Papa..a few more minutes.. It's.. Saturday.. don't have school.." 

Taehyung chuckled again at his cute response." Jungkook, you need to wake up."

Jungkook turned around, yawning repeatedly,trying to stretch his limbs but he winced and hissed in pain, face twisted, clutching his head in agony. His head panged, body hurt ruthlessly attacked by stinging needles. His ass felt weird..full and stretched.Slowly his senses began to send reports to his brain, realizing he wasn't at home. He kept his eyes closed, probably because it hurt too damn much to open them.

Battering his long eyelashes he cracked them open, Taehyung standing near him." Is it night already? How long have I been asleep?" He coughed to clear his throat and labored for breath.

" Too long." 

The younger stayed put not even blinking and trailed his gaze from the man's indifferent features to the bathroom door. If only he could get up and have a bath without exposing his weakness to Taehyung or watching him drool like a horny teenager for his damn hot body!

"I'm gonna take a shower..you can go.." 

Initially the man wanted to offer his help knowing he'd be in a great deal of pain but leaving was perhaps the best option. He stood up and while fending off he stated." Come downstairs. I'll order food."

Jungkook would breathe a sigh of relief if it didn't sting too much and his butt didn't feel so uncomfortable discomfited. He slightly turned, touching it with jittery fingers. A butt plug! His ass had a fucken butt plug and he winced at the feeling.Once again slided to the edge, leaned on his hands, slowly pushing his body up. He made a low growl, straining to stand up, losing his balance due to the throbbing pain, staggered and nearly fell if two strong arms hadn't grabbed him on time.

Taehyung had returned to the room to ask him what he preferred for dinner when he observed him struggling to get on his feet and caught him before falling.

" Why didn't you let me help you? You're too weak." His serious, judgemental voice irritated Jungkook but instead of speaking he kept his mouth shut and darted his gaze on the man. If looks could kill Taehyung would be dead. The older,carried him to the bathroom, under the shower and carefully removed the butt plug, watching the cum running down his thighs and Jungkook sighed heavily at the sensation of freedom.

The sound of rushing water cascading down his aching body invigorated him, absorbing the warmth like a sponge, hugging him so gently. It was as perfect as smoothing rain, warm and steady, awakening his senses. Taehyung's hand washed his hair, rubbed his skull, held the sponge, massaging his back, waist, ass and painful entrance like he cared. Like he gave a damn about him.

The rubbing of his hole, instigated a wave of pleasure and he couldn't hold back his moans as the man smirked. This boy was unbelievable! He continued the rubbing, Jungkook leaned his hands and rested his forehead on the tiles but whined the moment Taehyung turned him around. He gently massaged his neck, chest and stomach in circles ending on his cock. One hand gripped his cock the other scrubbed the tip of the head, then the whole shaft vertical,up and down a couple of times.

Jungkook's mind went blank at the movements and his body gladly responded to the incredible friction. With his back pinned against the tiles, the water running on his skin, the man tormenting him with his hand and the sensitivity of his body, he gushed out uncontrollable whimpers and moans, trembling and without having control over his reaction, he came panting on Taehyung's hand.

Should he feel ashamed of his weakness? Definitely yes.

Was he? Absolutely not!

Taehyung made no witty or insulting comment and finished his work, dried him and carried him back to the room. He got a set of clothes,grey sweatpants and a white T-shirt,from the closet,leaving them on the bed but Jungkook pulled a face.

" I prefer your shirt." 

The older sneered at his words and without delay he fetched him one of his shirts. Jungkook wore it and sighed, feeling it hugging his body and dismissed the idea of underwear. His butt hurt. Like it really hurt!

" Here." Taehyung gave him two pills snd a glass of water." Drink them."

The younger gulped them down and gave him the glass back, their fingers brushing against each other and the man abruptly pulled back.

" I'll order food. What would you like to eat?" 

" You decide." 

" Jungkook, tell me what you want." he insisted coldly. He needed to get out of that room and away from the younger. Being around him was too troubling for him. The thoughts and desires roaming in his head were irritating and all he wanted was to fuck him. But he couldn't. Jungkook's body had sustained too much over the last two days and couldn't endure more.

" Jungkook."

" Pizza and burgers. And banana milk and beer." 

Taehyung headed for the door." Get some rest. I'll call you when dinner is here." He left with the boy pouting like a baby. He thought they'd continue the sessions but the man seemed reluctant and unwilling. He laid back, turning to the right so his butt wouldn't hurt, folding his arm beneath his head. His mind travelled back to his family and life as he knew it a few months ago and sighed heavily. He loved his life but what he was experiencing with Taehyung was entirely different. Full of passion and aggressiveness. And pain..sweet,raw, pleasurable pain. Jungkook had reached the conclusion he had a pain kink, otherwise he wouldn't long for it. Beg for it.

He heard Taehyung 's voice calling him. He plodded out of bed, went downstairs to the living room and entered the kitchen. Taehyung had set the table and was already sitting with Jungkook taking a seat across from him. Something bothered him and stirred. He couldn't get his butt on the chair properly and winced at the discomfort.

The older,clearly understood and moved the food plates towards him, giving him space, he said." Lie on your stomach and eat." 

Jungkook googled his eyes." Huh?" 

" Lie on your tummy, lift your ass and eat."

The younger did what he was ordered and surprisingly it was comfortable but also awkward. He supported his body on his elbows, his cock standing out from the glassy table as Taehyung's gaze darted on the magnificent hard-on and feeling his own getting hard. That boy could turn him on in an instant.

Without even trying. Just a look, a simple licking of his plump, cherry lips, swinging his provocative hips, or talking and pouting, cursing and shouting.

 And when he got a glimpse of his cock ..oh boy! That was it!He was definitely in hot water!He wanted to fuck his brains out. Wreck him in ways he hadn't used on anyone before. All that for a man. One he despised and thought the worst but his body reacted in a totally different way.

However, not tonight. He wasn't blind to see how hurt he was. He couldn't sit on his ass because of the whipping and he almost stumbled when getting up from bed. Yes,he wanted him. But he had his limits. Hurting him more wasn't an option. Taehyung concentrated on his burger, despite having  lost his appetite, crossing one knee over the other to cover his erection.

Jungkook struggling to eat was extremely funny. Sauce spread on his lips and jaw,his elbows numbed from supporting on them but his ass was free from unnecessary pain. Starving, he was cramming the burger, fries and pizza in turns and drinking beer to erase his thirst. While enjoying his food, he felt a warm touch on his skin. Taehyung's thumb wiped a few drops of sauce from the corner of his mouth and licked it off his finger.

The tension was lingering in the air and both men battled to overcome their growing desires and act reasonably.

A warm flood of invigorating energy,a breathless longing and a powerful feeling of anticipation. A strong desire to move and touch the object of his yearning. Taehyung was doubting his own decision to listen to logic rather than his body. He shifted position on his chair, feeling hot..too damn hot like he had a fever. He was burning..

The younger was no better. His feverish state,the blazing lava sizzling inside him, made his eyes glaze.From the position he was in, laying on the table with his ass exposed Taehyung could easily come behind him and fuck him. How much he wanted to be wrecked again! He purposely swung his hips, licking his lips and slurping the chili sauce on his fingers one by one, blinking his eyes.

Taehyung's blood boiled, pumping through his veins as he squeezed his fists under the table. Jungkook was provoking him. He coughed, gulping hard and abruptly stood up. 

" Where are you going?" 

" I have work to do." Taehyung numbly replied, straightening his posture.

" We.. won't be.." he munched his lower lip." having a..a session tonight?" 

Taehyung turned around, hands rammed in his pockets." No."From the hesitant footsteps he understood the younger was approaching him and took two strides forward.

" Why? Are you tired?"

" Jungkook, you ask too many questions and you might not like the answers." he groused, feeling suffocated by the closeness.

Jungkook,baffled and worried, gently touched his shoulder and Taehyung drew away as the boy's hand fell flat." Don't you want me?" 

" I told you. I've got work. Go upstairs and get some rest." 

Jungkook felt tears gathering in his eyes,was shy of his nakedness and pulled the shirt down." Taehyung..are you bored of me? You got what you wanted and now it's.. over?" We're done?"His voice trembled and heart  pounding in his throbbing chest." Answer me." 

" You don't get to demand, boy. I'll fuck you when and if I feel like it. And now I don't want to. I've got better things to do." Being blunt and rude was the only way to discourage him. His body needed rest and sleep so that tomorrow Taehyung could get another taste of him. But he could only show or express his concern in the most brutal way.

Jungkook had no intention of letting this go and insisted." Are you bored of me?" 

" Yes..yes." he lied." Now get out of my face." 

Jungkook scooted over upstairs to the session room, not Taehyung's bedroom and shut the door. He climbed onto the bed, hurdled like a baby under the silky,red sheets and let his tears run free. He covered his mouth with both hands to shut his cries. How could Taehyung possibly care for him? Was he that naive to believe the older would change his mind just because they had sex..well fucked cause Taehyung only fucks. Was that enough to make Taehyung look at him differently? With love? Care? Jungkook knew what he was getting himself into when he decided to sleep with him. The risks and consequences.

 His heart needed to believe he cared but his mind knew the ugly truth. For Jungkook this whole experience was a bonding process. For Taehyung it was an ordinary procedure. Instead of a pussy he fucked an ass. Eventually, he would leave and go back to his life in Vegas. And the younger would have to face and deal with the loss and rejection and had to be strong to endure it.

He wiped the tears with the back of his palm and sniffled, taking deep breaths. If this situation continued tomorrow, he would open the door and walk away. He wasn't a prisoner. He was free to go.

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Taehyung tried to work. Bury himself to files and documents and emails but his mind was occupied with one thought. Jungkook. The hurt and pain in his voice. He couldn't turn and face the agony in his eyes and chose to act once again as a bastard. He was good at it. It was his true nature. He had never doubted his behaviour before but with him it was too difficult to maintain his usual cruel face. 

His chest hurt. His mind was fuzzy and confused, realizing his only need was to please him. Make him happy and keep him satisfied.

He jumped up, walked to the mini bar and poured himself a strong whiskey, gorging it all down, hoping to calm his raging heart. He lit a cigarette, inhaling the familiar smoke and exhaling it. His mind wasn't accustomed to such baffling thoughts.The internal conflict was draining him.He had the desire to flee. Run as far away as possible. Return to his simple, previous life. 

Was it even a choice now?

Could he leave and never return? 

The real question was..Did he want to?

" Fuck! Fuck it!" He erased the cigarette in the ashtray,stormed out of the study, up the staircase and into his bedroom. The bed was empty and he panicked. Did Jungkook leave while he was locked in his study? Did he go after his rejection?

" Jungkook?" he shouted but got no answer. His feet sluggishly led him to the session room. He breathed a sigh of relief seeing Jungkook under the covers. Deciding he wasn't in the mood for games, he approached the bed, removed the sheet, grabbed the younger 's feet and glided him to the edge as Jungkook protested in his sleep. Quickly and impatiently, he knelt between the boy's thighs, his fingers ripped the shirt and breathing sharply he fisted the hard-on, pumping it up and down, watching it become harder and thicker.

Jungkook felt stimulated and stirred in his sleep. The feeling of the dream was incredibly vivid and he moaned." Master! Oh master.." His hands lifted, searched and gripped onto someone's hair. That was when he realized it wasn't a dream. He blinked and opened his eyes observing his cock being jerked off by Taehyung. He spread his legs wider, tightening the grip on his hair and grunted when the man's thumb stroked and pressed his tip.

" I want you to fuck my mouth.Choke me with your cock. Feed me with your cum." he demanded hoarsely and brutally as he sucked the cock head, taking it all inside his impatient mouth. He couldn't fuck him but he could make him cum by sucking his cock.

" Yes..please.. take it..all in..please.." He hissed from pleasure and arched his back when Taehyung took him in his warm, moist mouth, circling the vibrating cock, swirling it with his tongue. Jungkook's body spasmed awe-stricken at the waves of bliss swarming him. His cock was plunging in and out, sloppily and hungrily and Taehyung's hand squeezed his balls, adding more pleasure.

The older,driven by a wild need, tugged deeper,his cock smashing the younger 's throat with relentless thrusts, gagged and savoring the taste of precum flooding his mouth.

Jungkook was on the verge of a powerful orgasm. His hands pushed the man's head forward, bent his back , curled up his toes,allowing his vibrating cock to experience a soul consuming release.

" Cumming! I'm cumming master!" he screamed as his load surged in the warm mouth. Taehyung, in total bliss, hungrily drank it and sucked every drop before getting up, climbing on top of Jungkook,pumping his aching cock,fast and sharp and quickly came loads on Jungkook's face, growling like a wolf in heat.

The younger 's face was smeared with cum and using his fingers he gathered it and licked it off them, feeling fed and satisfied. Taehyung climbed off the mattress, panting hard and legs shaking.His chest was ready to burst. He picked him up and carried him to his bed, laying him gently under the heavy duvet.

" You're sleeping in our bed." He didn't grasp his words and neither did Jungkook, both still  in haze. The boy didn't protest or answer. He hugged a pillow, yawned and closed his tired eyes, wrapped in a cozy bliss.

Taehyung switched off the lights and stepped out of the room.

Things were changing. Nothing could remain the same. The question was..could these two troubled souls actually meet along their strenuous path? Or drift apart?