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Jungkook always had a habit to bite his nails when he was feeling nervous; it was a habit he picked on from a very young age. His childhood pretty much consisted of having things that always stirred up anxiety or nervousness in him; his parents were mostly the cause of it. Jungkook's family was what you would call– dysfunctional. And he knew sooner or later, his parents would part their ways with either of them having both his brother and him in their custody or whatever is decided—  but it went very much downhill when his mother took his brother and he was taken in by his father. 

His father and him never had a strong relationship; he was distant and very closed off. They never really talked to eachother after the divorce and it felt like they really were just tolerating eachother in the house. It was very depressing for Jungkook to spend his childhood days with his estranged father, to see him physically there but emotionally he was completely absent. And as soon as Jungkook reached of age, he moved out.

He got a job and all— but it wasn't really as he was imagining it. 

And right now, sitting on his cheap sofa, Jungkook had his bottom lip between his teeth as he looked at his almost empty fridge. It had been three years since he moved out of his father's house, there had been no call, no message or any sort of reaction from his father at his sudden leave. Maybe he didn't even realize that Jungkook ever lived with him. But as of now, Jungkook found himself hand to mouth when it came to money.

He currently worked three jobs but it wasn't helping— so many things, mostly his bills took it all up. And he really, really needed a job that would pay him more. His apartment was somewhat smaller than average but it had minimum amount of rent compared to other apartments here and there– but the rent was a problem as well. He couldn't give it on time to the landlord because most of his salary would go towards food and mainly bills and the rent, although it wasn't that much.

He didn't even that many friends; close friends he could borrow some money from to managed by some of time. 

"There's a bar near the place I work at– maybe you can work there?" One of his co-workers would suggest suddenly after he heard Jungkook talk to his boss about raising his salary a bit more but the man politely explained why he couldn't do so– his friend suggested a bar called– Saccharine Rush.

"Bar?" Jungkook asked to confirm what his friend said– the older man nodding as he leaned up from where he was leaning against the dull wall before approaching the doe eyed boy. "Yeah, I think it's a good place. They've got a position for a bartender open, I think– you should apply for it." He suggested again, giving an encouraging expression.

Jungkook was hesitant– he doesn't know what to do as a bartender. Hell, he's never had his first drink even and being a bartender was all about drinks and serving drunks to people who drink. He couldn't possibly do that– even if he could, he doesn't have the confidence to.

"I- I don't know, Minho. I don't know anything about it– and I don't really like bars. They're so loud.." Jungkook answered in his usual timid, shy demeanor. Face showing exactly how he felt about Minho's suggestion. They were currently on their break— working in a ice-cream parlor had its own perks. The smell of ice cream and frozen desserts made your nose tingle sometimes.

Minho stared at the other before offering him a smile, "Hey, you don't have to work there if you don't want to. There are hundred of other jobs you can apply for." Jungkook gave him a smile back but it didn't reach his eyes— there were hundreds of jobs but he wasn't really eligible for them now, was he?

When he got home– Jungkook thought about the offer. He tried so many other jobs and he really needs one– but then again, being a bartender sounds hard. He knows what a club looks like in mostly movies of near his street but he's never actually been to one himself. Usually in the movies, it's basically alot of fights and its pretty explicit; sexual environment which Jungkook isn't very comfortable in, if he's honest about it. He's never had a partner; a date or anything related to it. He's just never had time for that, even if he did, he doesn't have the self- esteem.

But now, he really needed money. And Minho said famous clubs like Saccharine Rush tend to pay a good amount once they hire you. He needs to at least try. Jungkook sighed to himself as he thought about it– he wonders how his brother is doing right now. He hopes it isn't like his life– all miserable and broke. He really is the unlucky sibling, after all.

It was an eerie sunday night when the doe eyed male decided to finally make his decision– he's gonna go to that club and give an interview– or whatever is needed for them to hire him. He dressed in his best he could– a hoodie and some baggy black pants since that's all he got. Suits were expensive and quite out of his pocket, literally. He can't afford even if he rents it from someone, besides it depends on a chance if they hire him or not. His confidence alone would get him screwed but he has to push his luck a bit.

Saccharine Rush was a loud place. Packed with drunk, wild and screaming people. Lights, very colorful lights flashing in all sorts of yellow, blue and red. The atmosphere was filled with perfumes, expensive perfumes which tingled your nose sometimes– the whole place reeked of alcohol and sex. Jungkook felt himself so out of place as he made his way through the dancing crowds of people, a very loud and continuous beat of some song playing in the background as people moved their bodies on eachother. 

He flinched when someone bumped in him quite roughly, not even apologizing as some alcohol fell on Jungkook's oversized hoodie. He grimaced as he wiped the stains of vodka spreading on his clothing— he needed to find the manager, he supposed. Or owner, whatever, he'll see. Jungkook bit his lip with a wild heart as he looked through the crowd of dancing people and flashing neon lights– trying to spot a security guard or some person who could help him sort thus out.

It was pretty weird entering this club and showing his ID to the very much buff guard at the entrance who gave him an amused look before letting him inside– did he look too young? Nonetheless, the doe eyed boy perked up when he saw a security guard standing near at what seems like a VIP room of some sort with a red ribbon separating it from all the other rooms– the guard seemed to unfazed about the swarming crowd and the very packed environment when Jungkook approached him.

With a trembling, little hand, Jungkook tapped on the large man's shoulder, "Excuse me, s- sir." He called out in a very timid voice at which the guard wouldn't have turned around if it wasn't for the tap on his shoulder. The man had an annoyed expression on his face as he looked at the shorter boy down and waited for what he wanted to know. Jungkook swallowed as he spoke up, "Do you know where the– uh– I'm here for a job, sir?." It came out more as a question because the man rose one brow in a questioning way before leaning down to speak to him.

Jungkook really didn't fit in this place.

Jungkook felt uneasy when the guard neared his ear. "You the replacement?" The man asked as Jungkook swore he said something at the end too– like a name or something like that. Was he the—  replacement for someone? The bartender or something? Jungkook couldn't really think about it as he nodded at the guard who rose up from leaning down.

"That way." Was all he said– pointing towards the other side of the club, to a much more covered side which eas hooded by a very heavy and red curtain. Jungkook felt himself tremble– where does that lead to? Bartenders can't be behind there? He couldn't get to ask anymore questions because a woman appeared from behind the red curtains with a clipboard in her hands– she was beautiful. 

She was wearing leather pants with a red, sparkling top and her heels looked so pointy, Jungkook wondered how she could stand in them. "C'mon ladies– three minutes left till the show!" She hissed out to someone behind her and turned her head around and stopped seeing Jungkook in the way. She gave him a look, scanning him up and down.

"Who's he?" She asked the guard with an expecting look on her face. The guard didn't turn and said a short, "Replacement for Crystal." Jungkook almost frowned at that– Crystal? He the woman let out an acknowledging "oh" before flipping some pages on the clipboard clutched in her thin hands before looming at him with a smile.

"Alright, newbie. Let's get you dolled up." She grinned and before he could protests, her hands grabbed his elbow. He gave the guard a look of help but his face was the other way– when they both entered; Jungkook felt himself gasp and his hands came to shoot up and cover his doe eyes seeing naked, half dressed and scandalously dressed people inside. 

The woman gave him a weird glance but shrugged it off before looking at the man who was doing his own makeup and called him out.  "There, there. I know it's new– but you're very important tonight– Sugarplum please do his face while I pick an outfit for him." Jungkook removed his hands from his face at that– cheeks heated up. Makeup? What?

"M- Makeup?" Jungkook asked with a squeak when he was suddenly pushed down on one of the many leather chairs infront of many mirrors. The room smelled of heavy perfume– cigarettes and everywhere he saw people dressed in neon colors and their eyes, face was covered in some glimmering glitter. They looked so pretty that Jungkook found himself stuck– where was this? He made a move to get up but the pretty man dressed in neon sat him back down

"Sit down– let me see that face." His hood was pushed down before a hand grabbed his chin and lifted his face up, the other humming softly before picking a brush up. "You've got very beautiful skin." He commented with a smile, his glossed lips stretching when seeing Jungkook blush under his gaze. 

There were women giggling here and there– loud voices and loud music in the background. People changing clothing– all sorts of pretty dresses being thrown here and there as Jungkook felt something, a brush dab over his closed eyes. His cheeks being brushed next, his lips feeling gloss being spread over them and his hair being pulled back from his face– it all felt unreal to him.

Did he really get a job in this place? Hell, it smelled so expensive.

Jungkook's hands trembled from where they were on his lap– the urge to bite his lip was coursing through him but the gloss on his lips was saying for him to do otherwise or else he'll ruin the look of them. He opened his when the other man was done dabbing and brushing something on his eyes– he felt somewhat ready.

"There we go– all pretty and ready to go." The man giggled as Jungkook opened his doe eyes– eyes widening at the sight of himself.

His eyes were gorgeous– a pretty shade of brown and black over his eyelids and under his eyes was the same black eyeshadow spread in smudged way, outlining the beauty of his irises. His lips were a pink– more of a cherry redish color and glossed prettily. Lashes having mascara and his cheeks tinted even more than they naturally were before– and a line of glitter went up his cheek bones very lightly. He looked pretty— and he felt pretty too.

"Put this on, quick." The woman in red told him as she shoved a pair sparkling clothing in his arms at where he sat– he got up quickly before running towards the which he assumed were the changing rooms and quickly closed himself inside.

It took a while to figure out what the top was and the panties were a struggle as well– but in the end, Jungkook couldn't help the soft gasp that left his lips when he looked at himself in the very messy mirror behind him– he looked prepossessing. It was all shine and shimmere– the top being a pretty glittery one that hugged his full breasts so perfectly, it's matched his pale skin just like the golden, satin panties that clinged to his ass. His thick thighs matching the way the panties covered his mound. His hair was slicked back and a pretty curl tucked behind his ear with no accessories since that would be too much for his look–

He liked how he looked, he felt himself smile a bit when he turned around on his bare feet to check his back out. The thin but strong thread of the glittery top binded together was really satisfying to see. He was so into checking himself out that the sound of a knock had him thinking else before a voice called him, "How long are you gonna take in there? Hurry up." The same woman from before yelled before Jungkook heard some talks as he piled his old clothes in a neat way and stepped out of the changing room with a hesitant stance.

The woman looked away from talking to the same person who did his makeup, Sugarplum before looking at him and a her eyes lit up in joy and satisfaction seeing how gorgeous he looked. "Ah, this turned out better than I expected." She joked before waving her hand around with a sigh, the man beside her rolling his eyes before turning towards Jungkook too; Jungkook felt slightly exposed and uncomfortable in the outfit since it was new to him, but he didn't complain.

He heard a few girls behind him squeal and whistle at him when they passed by, a blush taking over his cheeks again as he squirmed on his bare feet. "Okay, for the shoes–" Sugarplum began to talk after looking at his dainty feet but the woman cut in with a click of her tongue and a stiff shake of her head.

"I think shoes will do it too much. He doesn't like too much." She softly conveyed as the man next to her rose both his brows before letting a acknowledging "ahh, yes, yes" and nodded his head. Jungkook grew curious– who's this he? They seem to care alot about his preferences and demands. Sugarplum didn't seem pleased though when he turned and looked at Jungkook's feet again.

"So, he's going in bare feet? I mean I don't really see that as a bad thing– he has nice cute feet but y'know maybe we should add some accessories?" He suggested with a thinking look on his faces, pointing towards Jungkook's feet to which the woman shrugged, lip jutted out. "You could– ankle chain? Is that what you call it– that would look good." She offered as an advice– the man next to her smiling before nodding. 

Jungkook didn't know how much time had passed since he was in this large sized dressing room, getting all readied up for– wait a second.

"Why– what's all this for?" Jungkook suddenly asked as Sugarplum was crouched down near his ankle and snapped shut an anklet on his dainty ankle– standing up from the crouching position, he looked at Jungkook. "You don't know?" Sugarplum laughed as he elbowed the other woman who hummed, not looking up from the dresses she was examining.

Jungkook shook his head with a lick of his lips. He realized how utterly clueless he was– getting ready without even asking them anything. Sugarplum's smile dropped and he blinked a few times before pulling a puzzled face. "You really don't know?" He asked with a shocked tone– this caused the woman to look up from the dresses. Jungkook shook his head again– feeling his heart beat quicken.

"You're Crystal's replacement, right?" He asked, hoping it to be a joke. Jungkook opened his mouth but closed it again, frowning,

"N- No– I- I heard there was a bartender needed here so I- I came‐" The woman's eyes widened but before she could say anything– a man appeared and peeked inside from the red curtains.

"He's here– where's Crystal?" The man hissed through gritted teeth and a panicked look on his face– the woman cursed under her breath before stumbling near him. Whispering something inside his ear causing his eyes to widen– Jungkook swallowed as he fiddled with his shaking hands and gave Sugarplum a worried look who gave him a small smile back in return.

"What the actual hell do you mean a mistake– there's no other person? Where's Champaign?"He asked again with his hands doing panicked motions and Jungkook didn't hear what the woman exactly said but it did seem go tick the man off and he cursed under his breath but then his eyes turned to Jungkook.

"Who's he?" He asked with a hopeful face– the woman looked at Jungkook before looking at him and shook her head. "Whatever you're thinking isn't gonna work– he's a newbie. He can't go to him." She argued with the man who scoffed and grabbed Jungkook's arms in a slightly rough grip causin him to flinch as he was pulled towards the man and was being dragged away from the changing room. He heard the woman protest behind him.

"No! He's not even a stripper– stop!"

The man ignored the woman in the back as he pulled Jungkook through the curtains– near the VIP section before stopping. 

"You're gonna go in there– give him a good time. Don't fucking mess anything up." He spat out with a snarl on his face– Jungkook shook his head– whoever this he was sounded like he was scary and pretty famous around here and he doest not want anything to do with his at all.

"N- No– I don't even work here–" The man didn't even listen as he shoved Jungkook inside causing him to stumble when the guard opened the ribbon and he was shoved inside once again– quickly inside a flashing hallway of lights. Green, blue and red appearing in his eyes as he walked through the hallway– his barefeet cold against the chilly floor as the crystals on his outfit clinged and moved with each step. 

The anket felt cold as well– slightly moving and it let out a pretty, clicking noise but Jungkook didn't seem to notice as his eyes found a door. He felt his breathing go uneven– should he open it? No, what if he's doing it wrong? Jungkook swallowed down the lump forming in his throat– his trembling hand nearing the know but he just kept it there. He should knock first?

Jungkook closed his eyes at the anxiety coursing through his veins once he knocked on the door a few times. Waiting for an answer from the other side.

He opened his eyes when he heard a deep, husky voice say an authoritive "come in".

His heart felt like it would run out of his chest when his cold hands twisted the know softly and the very cold air of the air-conditioned and chilly room hit his bare skin– Jungkook shivering as he closed the door behind him; doe eyes falling on the stunning man sitting on one of the sofas with a bored look on his face.

There were other men inside the room– all of them wearing suits but they weren't as mesmerizing as the man Jungkook's eyes first fell upon. The other three men gave him appreciative glances, smirks before whispering something to each other and Jungkook felt very uneasy under their gazes but however the most powerful feeling man was– Kim Taehyung. 

Jungkook could read the golden labels on the VIP list plastered on the colored wall.

Honorable Guest, Kim Taehyung.

Kim Taehyung looked like a terrifying man.

His hair was curly, messy and reached till his neck– eyes gorgeous and sharp; intimadating to look at just like the rest of his face. Jaw a good chiseled and perfectly sculpted– lips plump and a very soft pink. He looked ethereal sitting there with his thighs apart and one of his arms plopped ontop of the sofa– he was wearing an expensive looking completely black suit. And when those ethereal eyes turned towards Jungkook– the doe eyed boy felt his breath hitch.

The man had a cigarette between his long, ringed fingers as he flicked it onto an ashtray placed by his side on a table– plump lips leaving a white air of smoke in the room. He looked Jungkook up and down before taking the cigarette between his lips and took a drag– lips forming to blow the smoke out again.

The other three figures inside the large room also were having their own smokes and fun– having a girl each on their lap as they smoked a pipe but they didn't even look close enough as attractive as Kim taehyung did when smoking something so deadly.

He suddenly heard the man's powerful, honey like voice speak, 

"Took you long enough, doll." 

There was no hint of amusement behind those words as the man– the nickname still foreign to Jungkook as he bit his lip for the nth time that night. What is he supposed to do here? He doesn't even know who this man is– he's gonna screw this up so badly.

"Compliments to Madame Luscious for sending you in– finally." The man scratched his forehead with his pinky finger as the other three in the room laughed– but Jungkook's eyes were fixated on Taehyung's rings glimmering under the bright light as he unknowingly and awkwardly stood there by the door, waiting for the man to tell him something or do something himself because he's gonna embarrass himself anytime soon. The man didn't give him a single look as he patted his thigh softly with his large hand while he stared ahead.

Jungkook knew what that meant– and he doesn't even think twice as his shaky feet take him towards the powerful man with an expensive cigarette sparked between his fingers– his heart almost gave out when he turned around to sit but hesitated a bit but Taehyung's large hand reached and gently pulled him down so that he was directed plopped down on the man's thigh, his bare cheeks feeling foreign when his skin met with the smooth texture of Taehyung's pants.

"Got yourself a doll there, Kim." The man seated directly infront of them remarked smugly, a smirk playing on his lips as his eyes raked up and down Jungkook's form, causing him to look down towards the floor– fearing to look up.

Taehyung didn't say anything as white smoke left through his lips– eyes fixed on the man infront of him. One of his hands came up suddenly and wrapped around Jungkook's bare waist– the crystals on his top clinging when Taehyung's hands brushed against them. He flinched feeling Taehyung's cool rings against his warm skin– goosebumps finding themselves appearing on his rosy skin, cheeks heating up when Taehyung pulled him behind suddenly. 

"You tend to have eyes for everything, don't you, Kang?" Taehyung questioned, the pretty grey hue of his eyes piercing into Kang's who gave an amused laugh, the girl on his lap shifting a bit with an uncomfortable look on her face. The other two men were busy earning a lewd lap dance from the two on their lap whereas Jungkook still felt left out sitting on Taehyung's lap.

He doesn't know what to do– should he move his hips like the girls? No, that would be too bold.

"If the thing's pretty– then I'm always all interested, Mr. Kim." Kang replied back– smoke leaking and leaking from his cigarette and Jungkook almost winced when a cough was beginning to build up in the back of his throat but luckily he kept it in.

Taehyung's lips twitched very slightly as he eyes the pipe in his hands, "Death's pretty." 

He gave a small smile, "Interested?" He asked the other man, his hands tightening on Jungkook's waist. Kang shifted slightly in his seat with a swallow of his throat, eyes turning away from Taehyung who still kept a strong eye on him. He felt Taehyung mumble something under his breath but he couldn't catch it– and he suddenly noticed Taehyung getting closer to him– lips being pressed against his ear softly causing him to shiver. He was facing Taehyung face to face very sideways so it was easy for Taehyung to tease his ear. 

"What's your name, gorgeous?" Taehyung asked in the same husk of his attractive voice and the movement of his lips against Jungkook's ear were addictive. Jungkook panicked to himself– he can't tell his real name can he now? Like the man who did his makeup was called Sugarplum so he must be–

"Crystal." Jungkook answered without a second thought causing Taehyung to give a soft hum, "You looked more Sugar to me–" He smirked against Jungkook's ear– the hand on his stomach beginning to tap softly on his skin as Taehyung teased him to make a blushing mess out of him. The crystals on his outfit clinged together again in a thin sound when Taehyung pressed him closer and closer until he was pulled right against Taehyung's firm– toned chest.

His cheeks; his blushing cheeks felt even more warm when he was face to face with the mobster with him looking so intensely at Jungkook's face whereas Jungkook's own timid eyes couldn't even dare look Taehyung in those predatory eyes– you couldn't look away once you look into them; but looking into them took braveness – Jungkook thought. 

The mobster felt somewhat amused seeing Jungkook stare down at nothing but the black suot he wore, eyes meaninglessly gazing through the buttons and the embroidery and it took one long finger under his pretty face to make him look up into Taehyung's eyes, feeling his brows jolt up when Taehyung raised his pretty face up, "You're a shy little thing– most they send me are a bit— touchy." Taehyung thought the last word very deeply before saying it– and  it was true.

Mostly there were ladies sent to him– very flirty and seductive with their touches, they would dare the boldest things before Taehyung would have to stop them himself; feeling himself lose interest sometimes. They would smile prettily at him before grinding their hips down– trying to connect their lips against the man's but Taehyung wasn't the one to kiss anyone. Very rarely– he hasn't kissed one single worker in here ever since he came.

It just didn't feel right.

He would get a small lap dance before taking his leave, but now– he was interested. 

This pretty little doe eyed: Crystal. He was alluring– dainty. He held innocence even wearing the most bold outfit– the crystals matching his pale, milky skin. His naked thighs pressed together on Taehyung's lap, the fat flesh there squeezed together and made them look so– fuckable. He didn't wear anything like jewelry or something yet he looked so eye catching to Taehyung for some reason— the shyness and timidness stirred something up inside him. God, this boy couldn't even look him in the eye without Taehyung making him look. 

It was cute. 

Taehyung's hand danced along on Jungkook's skin– moving from being placed on his waist to begin to roam around on Jungkook's naked back instead– causing the doe eyed boy to give a slight, pretty little arch to his back; the feeling of Taehyung's large hand and those pretty, cool rings sending another shiver down his spine.

Taehyung took an inhale of his cigarette but kept it in for an impressive amount as the same hand he held his cigarette in went towards Jungkook's chin and made him open his mouth– blowing the cigarette smoke right into it while he made Jungkook look into his deadly eyes– the younger didn't cough as he didn't quite inhale but it rather stayed in his mouth before spreading away.

"Mr. Kim seems to enjoy himself." The ginger girl on one of the men's lap giggled as she bit her lip looking at the hot sight of the lucky doe eyed boy getting the time of his life with the enticing Kim Taehyung. 

Taehyung payed her no mind for a while as he rubbed his thumb on Jungkook's chin, "He's a doll, isn't he?" Taehyung spoke to no one in particular but the girl spoke up with another giggle.

"I could give you a better show, if you let me." She offered while looking at Taehyung up and down– feeling jealousy flare through her when Taehyung's hand stilled on Jungkook's back, just near the thin string of Jungkook's crystal top. The golden, satin panties looked gorgeous on Jungkook's pale skin– her eyes raking on them as she wished she was the one who Taehyung blew some into.

"You wanna join?" Taehyung asked with a deep husk again but his eyes wouldn't leave Jungkook's eyes– the doe eyed boy's heart skipped a beat everything Taehyung moved his hand on his skin. It felt unreal that he was doing this– well Taehyung was doing this because he's had this much sexual intimacy with anyone in his life. The bare and sheer touch of this mesmeric man left him trembling and his heart skipping– the feeling of Taehyung's hand leaving his chin was a loss as Jungkook almost pouted when Taehyung's attention went towards the ginger headed girl.

The ginger nodded with an expecting look on her freckled face– the man who's lap she sat on gave her a betrayed look but said nothing.

"Then watch." Taehyung said.

Jungkook gasped when he felt Taehyung's lips pressed to his suddenly– the hand on his back grabbing his chin to turn him to face the other man; fingers grabbing his face in a firm grip as Taehyung closes his eyes while tilting his head for a better angle before moving his lips against Jungkook's. The doe eyed boy doesn't doesn't know how to kiss so the kiss turned out to be messy with Taehyung trying to devour his lips– taking advantage when Jungkook opened his mouth and began to roll his tongue with Jungkook's.

Taehyung didn't touch his squirming body elsewhere when the ginger swallowed while her eyes widened as she watched the two kiss. Seeing Taehyung's lip move against Jungkook's so, so– erotically. The younger whimpering causing Taehyung to smirk into the kiss as he looked towards the girl while he kissed the pretty thing in his lap, satisfied when he saw her so fixated on the sight– her mouth opening and closing as no words came out. She struggled with her words– looming away as quick as she could and turned her attention to the man she sat on.

Jungkook felt his eyes flutter but he couldn't find himself to close them as Taehyung pulled away, pressing a smooch over his lips one last time before he licked his lips and placed the cigarette back between his plump lips before letting go of Jungkook's chin softly to take a smoke in.

Jungkook notice how ornated the room was– there were the same flashing lights but in a very slow and light manner. The cold air around them made a very light environment in which Jungkook felt as if not everyone could sit– especially like how he was sitting. Almost naked and on a man he barely know; a man who's so attractive that you can't seem to get away from him. Everything he did was so mesmerizing.

The doe eyed boy didn't know how pretty he himself looked– the outfit matched him so perfectly it was beyond words. His face looked like a mix of innocence and glam.

But right now, Taehyung felt like it was enough foreplay? Was it? Well, whatever this was, he needed to step his game up a bit. He's finally getting something he craved for so he shouldn't waste any time.

The kiss was absolutely sinful– it had Taehyung chasing for Jungkook's lips and the other was so moved by it, especially since it was his first ever kiss with someone.

Taehyung carefully held his cigarette between his fingers as one of his hands tried steadying Jungkook on his lap so that he was now facing the doe eyed male directly instead of sideways like before – Jungkook's legs on the either side of his thighs and his ass plopped directly on his bulge causing Taehyung to give Jungkook a subtle glance before grabbing his hips, guiding Jungkook to grind down on him. Jungkook's shaky little hands shoot up to grab Taehyung's shoulders for a bit of leverage in his stance and the other let him do so without saying anything. 

Jungkook felt confused and his heart was still thundering in his ears when he let Taehyung guide him– he didn't apply that much pressure unknowingly when he moved his groin down on a growing bump. He swore he felt something in his panties grow hotter and hotter, his pretty mound throbbing as he moved his ass over Taehyung's impressive feeling bulge.

"Teasing are we, baby?" Taehyung gave a low raspy chuckle, his chest rumbling with an attractive sound. He gave a new nickname to Jungkook every second and he seemed to love it– love all the; baby, doll, gorgeous directed at him. It made him feel somewhat special. 

Taehyung groaned slightly when Jungkook without thinking moved his ass a bit lower on his lap, "Just like that– doing so good." Taehyung praised, the hand still on Jungkook's hip guiding him through it and he neared Jungkook's neck suddenly. 

Feeling soft, warm lips press against his throat had Jungkook let out a surprised squeak– heart skipping a beat when Taehyung began kissing up his throat while leaving soft, unblemishing and sweet kisses along the way. He began from Jungkook's prominent collarbone towards his throat before reaching his chin and gave Jungkook's pretty, warm cheek a small kiss; his light stubble feeling so poky against Jungkook's soft skin.

While this carried on and Taehyung focused on his neck– the hand on his hip began to roam upwards. Soothingly massaging the skin on its way to his chest– but when one of his full, pretty breasts were groped by Taehyung over his crystal top, Jungkook gave a slight whimper and grabbed the man's wrist with a shaky little hand.

Taehyung stopped kissing his neck and looked at Jungkook, "I- I've never done this before."Jungkook admitted very, very softly so that only Taehyung could hear. He felt fear crawl up his mind– he was scared with all these unfamiliar faces suddenly, his body new to this kind of touch and he liked Taehyung's hands on his but he was still scared.

Taehyung gave him a look, "This is new and all– but I'm not really into roleplay." He dismissed boredly but Jungkook didn't.  He felt fast breaths escape his lips in a very panicked way – Taehyung's brows furrowed when he saw tears building up in Jungkook's doe eyes and glossing his eyes very visibly– oh so it wasn't role-playing. Taehyung's face suddenly morphed into a very serious expression.

He said it before he could help himself.

"Out" Taehyung ordered.

It was meant for the other three but Jungkook took it to himself as he tried squirming out of Taehyung's grip but the man pulled him back by his arm with his face turned icy and suddenly cold– the other three didn't dare question him, especially after recognizing that tone of his. 

Anger.

Jungkook's doe eyes were beginning to leak tears when he saw how pissed Taehyung looked. He began to fiddle with his fingers while sitting on Taehyung's lap, bottom lip jutted out as a sniffle left him.

It was all fumbling and the six busy figures stumbling to get out while Taehyung stared into nothing; the cigarette rolling stiffly between his fingers twitched when Taehyung's jaw clenched.

"Who sent you in?" He asked the tearful boy.

Jungkook shook his head, "I- I don' know his name.." He timidly answered, flinching when Taehyung's head snapped to him. 

"How fucking old are you?" He asked with an unbelievable tone. It was just him and Jungkook, the room falling silent suddenly. Jungkook winced at the use of the profanity suddenly– he's always been sensitive to them but he didn't have a place to tell Taehyung that.

Jungkook's doe eyes struggled to keep eye contact with the other but he answered.

 "T- Twenty three." Jungkook shortly informed; he heard Taehyung mutter a "fucking thank hell" with a sigh of relief. He was so glad he wasn't gonna rough up a damn kid sitting in this club but whoever– he swears to god, whoever sent Jungkook in sure as hell gonna have a talk with him soon.

"What– did they hire you? Isn't the hiring policy here to be twenty five plus?" Taehyung questioned with a shake of his head.

Jungkook didn't care as he let tears roll in and his lips pouted, wiping his tears with the back of his hand. "I- I don' know– i just came here for the b- bartender job. I didn't know they were gonna make me do this– I jus' needed money." Jungkook sniffled out but y the makeup he wore was waterproof so his tears didn't exactly ruin his makeup, just smudged it a bit more than before.

He heard the curly haired man click his tongue before a sigh left his mouth, "You need to leave" He told.

Taehyung was somewhat glad that this guy was sent to him and not some other creep waiting a hot chick to blow his dick– sure, the guy was old enough to make his own decisions and shit but he was still naive. He could easily be fooled into anything. Hell– he's a virgin. He can't even imagine what people would do to have him in his lap.

Jngkook's head shot up at that and his eyes widened. No, no– he needed the money. He can't just go after coming this far. 

"N-No, I can do this– p- please–" Taehyung took the cigarette near his mouth again as he shook his head. "No can do, you need go leave and quick." Taehyung said. His heart did to a flip when Jungkook let out an insisting cry– doe eyes pleading Taehyung but the man turned away from them. Knowing he won't be able go resist. 

What the fuck was he doing– he should just force the guy out instead of telling him to leave,

"P- Please, Mr. Kim– I- I promise I can do this– I need to–" Jungkook begged as wiped his tears again. He felt as if Taehyung was hesitant with himself and actually was thining about giving him a chance. 

"I'll give you the money you need." Taehyung declared suddenly causing Jungkook to perk up at it– a smile beginning to spread but the other man cut in. "But– you'll have to work for it." Taehyung drawled out as he flicked the cigarette inside the ashtray.

The guy was of age and Taehyung himself wasn't too older than him. A maybe five? No six year age gap. Not too much. Jungkook looked younger than twenty three , though. 

Jungkook nodded at the man to give him what he needs to do. Taehyung tilted his head slightly as he pointed between his legs with the same hand his cigarette was in.

"Kneel" He ordered sharply as Jungkook blinked away the tears building up in his before scrambling off Taehyung's lap and kneeled between his legs with the most innocent look on his face– Taehyung turned towards him and he almost dropped his cigarette when he saw how fucking cute Jungkook looked. 

His pretty doe eyes staring up Taehyung with an expecting look in those sparkly doe eyes, lips slightly ajar for Taehyung and ready to obey the man with all his might. His sat on his legs, thighs looking thicker as his crystal top sparkled under the lights suddenly, his ass perked up behind him.

Taehyung licked his lips and stared.

"Blow me" He bidded. 

He waited for Jungkook to undo his slacks and take his cock up his mouth– surely he isn't that innocent to not know what giving a blowjob meant. He must've watched porn or some shit to have an idea.

Right?

"B- Blow?" Jungkook questioned softly– his voice fading off a little when Taehyung blinked at his questioning way of saying the word. Maybe he didn't know that one? He'll gladly use another word if that's what was bothering Jungkook. Blow did seem like a little bit like– bomb Taehyung up. 

"You know– give me a good head." Taehyung repeated with a knowing gesture of his hand towards his groin to the doe eyed boy, his face looking unbothered for now.

"You know how give head right?" He encouraged in an asking way, expecting for Jungkook to nod before finally doing what he meant to do but he boy shook his head– so fucking oblivious that Taehyung swore he almost lost it there 

Jungkook suddenly felt very small under those piercing, sharp eyes looking down at him with a the most "what the fuck"  look. He tried not to squirm when the mobster stared him down– he didn't know what was wrong but Taehyung's face showed utter disbelief. The cigarette between his fingers was almost out but he couldn't care about it right now because holy shit was this guy clueless. 

"You don't fucking know how to give head?"

Taehyung asked to confirm what his mind was registering. He cursed under his breath as he suddenly pinched the bridge of his nose– breathing out a stressed sigh when Jungkook shook his head. Jungkook looked down with a bit of shame crawling up his mind– a blush taking over his face.

"Look at me when I'm talking  to you."  Taehyung commanded with his voice showing authority causing Jungkook to look with glossy doe eyes, lip quivering. 

Jungkook didn't know what giving head was- very exactly but he has heard his coworkers joke around about it during his breaks and if he pays more mind to it— a blush took over his face when he remembered what it exactly was. He hesitantly tapped Taehyung's thighs to get his attention, the man was flabbergasted but looked towards the doe eyed male when called.

"Do– can you show me– uhm how to–   please?"Jungkook requested politely with such pretty tearful eyes. Like he wasn't asking for Taehyung to teach him how to suck a cock– all of this felt so unreal. Like as if Taehyung was in some sort of cringey roleplay but he wasn't now, was he?

It's fucking real.

"How would I know how to suck a cock?" Taehyung scoffed with an offended expression– it's true, he's never ever sucked dick before and he never will but after most of the blowjobs he's received, he does have an idea, and exposed idea on what to do.

Jungkook shrugged with his shoulders hunched in an insecure way. He just wanted to learn what 'giving head' exactly was, but Taehyung thought otherwise. He heard Taehyung click his tongue again before he heard fumbling of a belt causing him to look up to see Taehyung undoing his belt along with his zipper before pulling his cock out. Jungkook gaped at the sheer size of it– it was so fucking large in girth. Long and veiny with heavy balls resting when Taehyung hissed as cool air hit his naked cock suddenly but recovered.

Jungkook watched with curious eyes– he's never seen a girth this big before. It was a very impressive size– heavy and resting tall on Taehyung's stomach. The man groaned as he gave it a few strokes, grabbing his rock hard length before turning to Jungkook who was busy gaping at the girthy cock. 

"Okay, I don't fucking do this often so consider yourself lucky–" Taehyung hissed as he let of his hardened cock before fully turning his attention to Jungkook who nodded at him so enthusiasticly– holy fuck. 

"Grab it." Taehyung ordered and it was pretty obvious at what he was directing at– Jungkook hesitated and glanced between Taehyung's cock shamelessly leaking precum and the man himself. "G- Grab–" Jungkook squeaked when Taehyung gave him a deadly glare making his hand shoot up before he grabbed the cock in his shaky hands– mouth gaping when his hand barely engulfed the cock, feeling the firmness and thickness of it.

Taehyung didn't even react as his large hands overlapped Jungkook's pale ones– the doe eyes boy so flustered when Taehyung began moving his and his own hand up and down on his cock before letting his own go. "Stroke it just like that faster, baby." The man instructed, Jungkook stroking the length faster and faster, his hand feeling slightly wet when the precum kept mixing while it dribbled down the big cock.

Taehyung's eyes closed in bliss as Jungkook stroked his rock hard cock– bringing his other hand along to make it fit better.

"Good, good– now use your mouth." Jungkook's eyes widened. Mouth?

"Mouth?" Jungkook asked, stopping his strokes causing Taehyung to groan as he gave Jungkook a look before grabbing the back of Jungkook's head and neared him near his throbbing length. "Take it in your mouth." He said as he rubbed his length up and down on Jungkook's pretty glossed lips– the pretty tint making him want to ruin the pretty shade and smudge the lipstick all over Jungkook's lips till he cried.

Jungkook felt his breathing quicken– his pussy throbbing as he took the heavy cock inside his little mouth– trying to take as much as he could before gagging and tried pulling away but Taehyung pressed his face down on his cock, not too hard; just to keep him there. "Breathe" Taehyung soothed as Jungkook breathed out through his nose heavily– tears beginning to brim his eyes again.

Jungkook felt his breathing steady, pretty lips closing around Taehyung's cock as he looked up at Taehyung with wide eyes– not exactly doing anything as he just kept the cock heavy inside his warm mouth. Taehyung cursed at the pretty sight of Jungkook's lips taking his cock and he slowly guided Jungkook's head up before making him go down.

"Fuck– pretty mouth made for cock, wasn't it ." Taehyung breathed out as Jungkook bobbed his head up and down pretty sloppily but the friction was good– his eyes looking at Taehyung for a praise again and again. The mobster felt his dick twitch inside the boy's mouth when he tried taking Taehyung deeper– gagging but recovered soon enough.

He whimpered around the length, "Doing so good there, baby. Such a good boy." Taehyung praised. It wasn't the best blowjob he's gotten but for an amateur– Jungkook's doing great.

Taehyung suddenly snapped his hips up out of habit since he's gotten head by people who are experienced and Jungkook whined around the cock– patting his thigh to tell him that he's going too hard but Taehyung couldn't help himself when he grabbed Jungkook's head and slowly began snapping his hips into the welcoming mouth– grunting as he began fucking Jungkook's mouth.

Jungkook felt the tears welled up in his eyes begin to roll down his cheeks when Taehyung would give a particular rough thrust to his inexperience throat– he would gag a little causing Taehyung to stop but he began snapping his hips faster– Jungkook's throat opening up lewdly to let the big cock bruise it– leave it sore.

"Gonna cry on a cock, sweetheart? Gonna cry because it's too much for your little throat?" Taehyung laughed as he gripped Jungkook's hair a bit harder and his balls began to smack against Jungkook's drool covered chin– the doe eyed boy breathing heavily as he whined around the cock needily, toes curling behind him.

"Cry about it, baby— you're fucking drooling over my cock like a damn whore." Taehyung spat out– seeing how flushed Jungkook's face was and suddenly pulled out meanly from the needy little mouth– his cock was absolutely dripping with drool as he slapped it against Jungkook's cheek, wetting it ad Jungkook tried taking the cock back into his awaiting mouth but Taehyung pulled it away from him.

Jungkook lip wobbled as he tried taking the cock back in his wet mouth, " Uhm– pl- please– in m' mouth– wan' it–" Jungkook slurred out with his drooly mouth open and his tongue out to take the cock back inside but Taehyung scoffed as he grabbed Jungkook's chin roughly, his lips puckering and a whimper left his throat at the rough treatment. 

"You want it in your mouth, huh baby? A second ago you were this innocent little thing who wouldn't know anything about taking a cock down his throat but now you love daddy's cock in your mouth, don't you?" Taehyung gritted out as he shook Jungkook's head harshly– the younger sniffling while his puckered lips left heavy breaths and he looked down from Taehyung's powerful gaze but the man wasn't having it.

Taehyung slapped his face causing Jungkook to gasp with a cry leaving his mouth– he felt his little throat being gripped by a large, veiny hand as Taehyung made Jungkook look at him. "I said look at me when I'm talking to you" Taehyung seethed out, his ringed fingers gripping Jungkook's throat and gave it a squeeze: Jungkook's lips falling open. His legs felt slightly sore from how long he had been sitting on them but when Taehyung was staring so intensely at him– he couldn't have cared less.

"What did daddy tell you to do?" Taehyung asked as his hand remained it's grip on Jungkook's gulping throat– Taehyung's hand would've engulfed his whole neck if he tried to. The rings felt warmer now since they kept touching his skin continuously but they still felt stiff on Jungkook's neck. 

"T–Told me to look at him." Jungkook answered in a meek little way– like a little rabbit caught in a predator's cage. Taehyung hummed to himself but his face showed no certain emotion yet, "And what did you do?" Taehyung asked– he just wanted to tease Jungkook and make him a flustered, stammering mess under him. And it was working, the naive little thing falling so prettily under him. Obeying his every command.

"Looked away." Jungkook replied– lips jutted out still as Taehyung cooed before he let go of Jungkook's throat–, "Do you think you deserve my cock, baby?" Taehyung asked as he plopped back against the black sofa, his emotionless eyes scanning every little thing Jungkook did. He was squirming and fretting around because his little legs hurt sitting on one position for too long and he whined up at Taehyung while blinking his tears away.

"P- Please, daddy– m' legs hurt. P- Please–" Jungkook whimpered when he received another sharp slap from the other man– rings leaving red prints on his pale and now blemished face. He felt his eyes sting with tears though he tried stopping them– they started falling down his cheeks, giving Taehyung a pitiful hiccup as he stared up at the man.

"I asked you something, sweetheart." Taehyung commented, his voice unbothered.

unbothered.

Jungkook sniffled as he wiped tried wiping the tears away but the man swatted his little hands way, expecting an answer; liking the way heavy and pretty tears rolled down Jungkook's cheeks from the pain of the slaps he was given, his face was flushed and his right cheek a pretty red. 

"N- No– don' deserve daddy's cock.." Jungkook cried as he made sure to keep eye contact with the other man; not wanting another slap to his heated face. Taehyung didn't pay him any mind as he crushed the shortened cigarette on the ashtray before giving a sigh.

He almost cooed again after he saw how hard the doe eyes were trying to hold back the tears that wanted to roll down– Jungkook's lips were smudged with a pretty pink color all over his lip line and a little spread over his chin– his eyes messy with the now split mascara but it wasn't too messy since he prohibited Jungkook from rubbing his eyes.

He was going to turn this innocent doll into a whore. Just for himself.

"P- Please, daddy–" Jungkook whimpered again as he tried hovering above his sore legs– grabbing Taehyung's thighs needily as he begged for Taehyung to help him.

Taehyung almost chuckled at him before patting between his thighs, "C'mere" Taehyung's order was short as Jungkook perked up with his eyes litting up before he got up from his sore, aching legs and sat himself between Taehyung's toned thighs unlike his plush; thick ones which he hated a bit sometimes.

He immediately felt Taehyung steady him between his legs– two large hands finding themselves squeezing his thick thighs, rubbing the soft, milky skin there– wanting to leave bruises on them. Watch Jungkook cry because the bites are too much, he wonders how soft the flesh would feel under his teeth when he could suck a fresh new bite. 

"So fucking soft here– so thick, baby. Makes you wanna squeeze them all the time" Doe eyes fluttered close when Jungkook felt Taehyung's warm– minty breath near his neck. Beginning to kiss his the junction of his neck; his luscious hair tickling Jungkook a bit but it wasn't the laughable tickle but rather the butterflies erupting in your– stomach tickle causing Jungkook's shoulders to raise very slightly– his thighs being groped.

Taehyung gave a breathless chuckle as he kissed up Jungkook's neck; teasing the skin there with his teeth next with a slight nibble to it. Jungkook thought that's all he would do until his teeth sank in Jungkook's skin causing the boy to cry out and jolt foward but Taehyung's hands kept him down by gripping his thighs forcefully– Jungkook wincing as Taehyung licked over the painful mark his teeth made.

It wasn't just that– he bit near Jungkook's ear, then a little further than that; Jungkook jolting and whimpering at each bite Taehyung did on his bruised skin. The hands on his thighs clenched with such force that it was like Taehyung was playing with clay— he ran his sinful hands down, nearing Jungkook's pretty pink knees while he kissed the skin of Jungkook's neck–

Jungkook gasped out when Taehyung suddenly parted his thighs wide– his mound feeling exposed but the panties helped him cover it.

"Such pretty thighs, you have here– I wonder what's it like to fuck them; to bruise them, would you like that, baby?" Taehyung muttered the question near his ear as his hands rubbed the insides of Jungkook's thighs– Jungkook giving a heavy breath return–

"P- Please.." Jungkook mumbled so timidly– he didn't know what to answer or say go Taehyung at this point. The man patted his spread thighs before whispering a, "Keep them there." Taehyung asked before he backed himself against the sofa.

Jungkook felt Taehyung's hand roam on his back– feeling a pair of eyes staring at it as well; the hand sweetly, oh so prettily went up his back, just near the little string of Jungkook's crystal before undoing it– he felt Taehyung pull the string softly as Jungkook let a breathless noise escape him, he held the now loose top to his chest– not letting it fall down to reveal his plush, pretty breasts for Taehyung to grope like his thighs.

"Aren't you just divine?" Taehyung whispered  as he leaned down before pressing a kiss to Jungkook's back where the string was formerly binded– Jungkook flinched at the kiss, feeling Taehyung's confident hands reach to overlap his own before he gently took them down– letting Jungkook reveal himself.

The pretty crystal top now loose didn't do much in covering his breasts– Taehyung hummed as his hands reached under from Jungkook's top before they found themselves on Jungkook's breasts– the younger's heart skipping a beat as the most sensitive and precious part of his body (other than his mound) was being touched by careless hands.

"So soft– everywhere.." Taehyung mumbled against his blushing nape as he pressed a kiss against it– his hands cupping both Jungkook's heavy boobs before giving them a firm squeeze; loving the way Jungkook mewled in his arms. His own hands restless where they were placed– Taehyung almost smiled. He was busy groping Jungkook's breasts while the other, younger male writhed and whimpered sitting between his legs.

Taehyung was a tease when he found Jungkook's nipples– hardened with how much pleasure he was feeling in such little time– Jungkook's lips escaped a needy noise when Taehyung began playing with them– rolling and pulling then between his long fingers.

"Such pretty tits you got here– they make you so sensitive and all squirmy, don't they?" Taehyung cooed. 

The sight was lewd– Jungkook's top loose with Taehyung's hand ruining his breasts and his legs spread open to reveal his pretty pussy hidden by the golden satin panties– but not for long. 

Taehyung smirked against Jungkook's skin as he removed one hand from teasing Jungkook's rosy buds and brought it down and down until it reached between Jungkook's spread thighs; the doe eyed boy's feet beginning to squirm around, knowing what comes next. 

Taehyung's large hand cupped his pretty mound over the panties– Jungkook trembling as Taehyung's fingers rubbed over his covered labia– rubbing the pretty slit so erotically that it has him leaking in his golden panties in no time, he knew Taehyung could feel his wetness if he just rubbed his finger a little more downwards– and he did. His long finger rubbing over Jungkook's pretty hole with a smirk lingering on his lips; avoiding the throbbing clit of purpose. 

"You're making a mess of your pretty panties, gorgeous." Taehyung said purpose loud as his rubbing got faster and faster but he didn't dare touch the younger's clit– his own neglected cock rubbing against Jungkook's bare lower back but he wanted to stir the younger up a bit more before finally breaking the foreplay and fucking this dainty doll into oblivion.

"D- Daddy– uhm hm– fee's wet– s' good buh' wet–" Jungkook whimpered out. He doesn't know why his cunt felt so hot and wet all of sudden– he would blush prettily remembering Taehyung's rubbing finger between his labia, mouth falling open when Taehyung hit a magical spot when gliding upwards; his hips jolting as he grabbed Taehyung's wrist to stop the man from making him leak anymore in his panties– but Taehyung continued, liking the way Jungkook was so sensitive and needy already. So confused on what was going on with him– his poor untouched mound throbbing a throbbing restlessly under Taehyung's finger.

Taehyung pressed a kiss to his flushed cheek, "Daddy got you wet, princess? Tell me how wet you are– show daddy." 

Jungkook whined softly as he placed Taehyung's fingers near his slicked little hole– siding the panties away; he mewled at the bare touch of Taehyung's fingers pressing against his most precious parts. The older man cooed as he began rubbing a finger on Jungkook's wet and now bare pussy– the panties pushed aside as played with Jungkook. 

The younger male bit his lip when Taehyung's finger slipped inside of his wet hole– a soft hum leaving him when the finger thrusted in and out softly, his froes furrowed. An embarrassing squelch suddenly rang in both their ears, Jungkook too gone to notice it but Taehyung went wild as he thrusted and slipped a second finger inside– hurriedly scissors the hole open to finally slip his cock inside.

"Pretty little pussy's filthy, baby." Taehyung spat out as he moved the fingers fast– Jungkook crying out at the sudden pick up of pace and his feet stiffened pleasure, needy noises leaving him; loving the way Taehyung's fingers easily slide inside and out.

Taehyung sadly pulled them out after a while– cursing as he took the slick that covered his fingers to coat his own with it; wetting it before giving it a few strokes. Jungkook swallowed down with a lick of his lips– a confused look appearing on his face when Taehyung manhandled him into another position– this time he was sat ontop of Taehyung's girthy cock while being face to face with the man– feeling hands grip his perky, fat cheeks before smacking them from behind. 

Jungkook's pretty loose top was removed from his chest– leaving them bare and heavy on his chest; squished against Taehyung's firm one when the guard hoisted him up a bit. "Fuck–" Taehyung cursed as he aligned his aching cock with Jungkook's hole amd he wanted Jungkook to slowly sit down on it but the amateur; inexperienced boy went down in one go– a wail escaping him as he immediately grasped Taehyung's shoulders at the fullness of Taehyung's cock seats inside his virgin cunt.

"Daddy– s' heavy– full." Jungkook whined out with his eyes hooded already– the older man was in bliss with the tight, creamy heat surrounding his cock. The walls pulsated; clenched around him as he gripped Jungkook's ass before giving it a squeeze.

"Bounce" Taehyung ordered– giving Jungkook a sharp slap on his ass.

Jungkook grumbled under his breath, rubbing the place Taehyung had slapped with a pout before he rose himself up very slowly and slowly went down– the cock felt so big and heavy inside him; he couldn't help himself when the drag of Taehyung's blunt head passed his wall and he would clench every time he rose and dropped– it was too slow for Taehyung's liking.

Usually people rode him with all their will to please him and to get a praise out of him– he's gonna make Jungkook do the same.

"Faster, baby. I'm falling asleep here."

Taehyung sighed– unbothered and unaffected by the slow rhythm of Jungkook's slow ups and downs. His grip on Jungkook's hips remained but the doe eyed boy bkushed a furious scarlet as his lower lip trembled in betrayal. He was doing his best and this ungrateful man wasn't even appreciating it. His pout deepened as he rose up and down, trying his best to bounce on the Taehyung's cock and earn his praise but he didn't receive any and instead he heard Taehyung sigh.

Tears welled up in Jungkook's eyes.

how rude!

"I- I'm tryna bounce! S' too big– I'm tryin!" Jungkook whined out with a sniffle as he halted his thrusts and he just sat on there on Taehyung's cock inside him while the other man felt his heart swell at he sight but he kept his demeanor the same and roughly gripped Jungkook's hips instead and thrusted up into him; Jungkook's pretty hole clenching as he buried his face into Taehyung's neck– ready to be taken care of.

Letting himself melt into Taehyung's arms, letting the man fuck into his as he pleases; sweet, pretty cries leaving his lips as Taehyung's thrusts were powerful into him. Gripping his pale, pretty hips in a bruising way as his hips snapped into Jungkook's pink cunt– the rim already looking bruised and so used by just a little fingering and thrusting. 

"Hm– yes, daddy– daddy–" Jungkook called out needily in Taehyung's ear, the man clenching his jaw to contain himself as he easily plowed up into the boy– his heavy balls slapping against the pale skin of Jungkook's ass; the pussy squelching and the walls tightening around Taehyung.

"Yeah, fuck– little pillow princess can't even bounce on a cock without whining for daddy–" Taehyung laughed as he harshly slapped Jungkook's already red ass again and again till the boy broke into tears in his neck. "Needy– greedy little whore" Taehyung snarled out as his rings left bruises on Jungkook's hips.

He felt himself closer and closer to his own release whereas Jungkook– oh he was so close with how fast Taehyung was fucking inside him. His clit throbbed and his pussy leaked when Taehyung grabbed the back of head before connecting their lips again– all tongue and teeth clacking together which made Jungkook wince; the mobster kissing him so roughly,eating a drooling mess behind.

Taehyung's hand came down on his ass again and again and it was so painful that he mewled and his hand shoot out to grip Taehyung's on his ass– trying to prevent him from hitting his as again but the man didn care as he bit down on Jungkook's tongue a little roughly– 

"Hm– owie– h- hurts–" Jungkook complained as he pulled away from Taehyung's kiss– the older gave him no mind as he thursted up; flicking Jungkook's clit which caused him to squeal before wetting himself all over Taehyung's pants– squirt leaking from his pussy messily as Taehyung kept thrusting.

"Shit, shit shit– wet yourself over daddy like a messy baby," Taehyung cursed again but lowly as he closed his eyes‐ spurts and ribbons of cum leaking from his cock as he logded in deep inside the ruined pussy clenching on him and he gripped Jungkook's hips to push him down on his cock– the wet cunt milking his cock as he grinded up into Jungkook.

"Goo' " Jungkook mumbled against Taehyung's neck– eyes almost closed and his body twitching from the intensity of his orgasm– his first ever orgasm.

Taehyung's chest heaved up and down as he brought a hand up to ruffle the spent out boy's messy hair. "Good boy." He smiled as he pressed his lips to the hair– not exactly kissing it but just snuggling him.

It was a life changing event for Jungkook after that– he became Taehyung's personal show giver after that. Shyly getting dolled up when he heard the news of him being called to Kim Taehyung's VIP room. Wearing the prettiest outfit to his gorgeous body– his pretty curves luring everyone's eyes to him but he he knew who he belonged to. he was Kim Taehyung's baby– his shy little doll who would crumble under his every touch so easily.

Jungkook didn't struggle with money after that– it was like Taehyung was his sugar daddy as Sugarplum joked one day after he was called to where Taehyung sat at. The man spoiled him to no limits– sending him gifts and gifts of all sorts; expensive jewelry and pretty dresses sent under the card of:

wear it for daddy.

Jungkook lived in a fucking luxurious penthouse that Taehyung bought him not too long ago– wore the prettiest outfits and was fucked to oblivion by a rich, dangerous mobster every night into his bed. Sitting on Taehyung's lap while looking so pretty during his meetings with his associates– grinding down on the man needily during them– it was everything. And the best of all, Jungkook thought to himself when Taehyung wouldn't let anyone touch him or look at him with their dirty eyes –

Jeon Jungkook was Kim Taehyung's. He was the prized sugar baby of the biggest mobster's in the whole country– and he was content with it.