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Now that he’s a CEO Jungkook feels a weird nostalgia when he enters his university, last time he was here was when he graduated, and he never looked back. He had his reasons too. It was 17 years ago, still feels surreal.
Like any other ordinary university student, he also went out to parties and got shit drunk maybe hookup sometimes, but one drunken mistake led to one of his hookups getting pregnant. She wanted to keep the baby, and Jungkook never understood their weird attachment to an unborn mass of flesh which is probably going to ruin their career and life, they can have the baby when they’re all grown up and more stable, having a baby now is just pure stupidity and foolishness.
He was straightforward with his intentions that he did not want to have anything with her or the baby, she cried begged, and threatened him but Jungkook was not the ordinary scared of defamation man. He made it clear that it was her choice what she wants to do but he is not going to get involved in any way.
And that was that Jungkook never wanted to be a father let alone at the college. He had goals and ambitions, he wanted to take over his father’s company one day and their family had a reputation, he might not care about his but he cared about his family’s reputation. He wasn’t going to marry any girl who was trying to baby-lock him, oh hell no.
Jungkook wonders how is she doing now, did she keep the baby? Is she struggling with her life? He doesn’t wish to know but he might help her financially if she needs it.
Brushing away the memories and thoughts, he focuses on the meeting he came here for, his company is planning on organizing a fashion-art competition at this university. After discussing the details regarding the upcoming competition and getting approval from the principal Jungkook decided to take a walk around the campus.
He did not expect to come across the most beautiful boy he has ever seen in his life, his feet halting the rhythmic movements of steps to stand still and take in the ethereal sight in front of him. A shaky breath leaves his lungs as if he’s physically affected by the mesmerizing beauty.
His attention is quite literally ripped away from the beautiful human when his secretary informs him of his schedule, that he needs to leave now else they’ll be late for the meeting and miss a big deal.
Jungkook curses when he moves his head frantically to spot the boy but all his attempts are in vain. With a disappointed sigh, he enters his car.
He’s going to find that boy at any cost.
———
The next time Jungkook sees the pretty boy is during the fashion-art competition and he can’t help the dark smirk curling on his lips, if the boy is to be participating in the competition organized by his company there’s no way he isn’t winning, and not coming with Jungkook.
The smirk vanishes from his face when he sees the person next to him, he hasn’t seen her in years but there’s no doubt in him about who she is, and with the way she’s acting with the boy, there’s no denying she’s his mother.
No wonder Jungkook thought the boy’s features looked a bit familiar, his eyes were similar to his mother’s. So the boy he’s been losing his breath for is actually his son.
His own flesh and blood , this is something he did not expect. You’re surely mistaken if you think that would repulse him even a bit, he’s so fucked up that he feels pleased in some sort of narcissistic way because of course his son is the perfection incarnate, the one who rivals the beauty of angels.
Oh, this is going to be so much fun.
Jungkook did pay a visit to Taehyung’s mother who’s none other than the girl he hooked up with and got pregnant 17 years ago, she’s old and frail now.
“What are you doing here? came back to ask for custody of your son which you abandoned years ago?”
She had hissed as soon as she saw him, Jungkook did nothing but smile at her.
“You still don’t know me at all do you sera? If I want something I’m not going to ask you or anyone for it, I’m going to take it.”
With that being said Jungkook walked out of her small house.
Outside in a faraway corner, he saw the poor little aged sera frantically opening her car door just as he predicted, no wonder going to his son’s university. He doesn’t regret one bit when he holds up the phone to his ear, giving his last orders.
“Do it”
And just like that in a few seconds, a big truck ‘accidentally’ hits the poor woman’s car killing her on the spot. Without even a blink, he reverses his car from the driveway to silently extract himself from the situation, his underlings will take care of the local police and media as per his orders, he could care less for that old hag’s life.
His main goal is his beautiful son, and he would achieve that at any cost.
—
He hated seeing his beauty cry, his puffy red eyes made Jungkook’s blood boil, and made him want to destroy every single thing related to his sadness. But he needs to keep it under wraps for the moment. He has a perfect plan unfolding slowly. No one would suspect a thing.
Watching his pretty son wail at his mother’s funeral from the bushes, Jungkook clenches his hands, teeth grinding to hold his ire inside him, jawline sharp, muscles bulging with the deathly grip on his steering wheel.
He would make sure the only tears his baby boy would shed from now on is from overwhelming pleasure.
With that thought in his mind, Jungkook drives away, not having the heart to watch his son cry anymore.
After a few days Jungkook can’t bare to look at his baby boy from afar, he decides it’s time to finally approach his son. The perfect time to mend his broken mind in a way he would belong to Jungkook only.
Walking inside the small house, his mind flashes with the images of angry and scared sera, looking at him with those broken eyes of hers, Jungkook does not feel bad for her. She had it coming, she knew it.
Now the house looks even gloomier, Jungkook’s heart clenches at the thought of his baby boy alone in his house, crying and sobbing. Never again, he decides. His boy would never go through something like this again, he would make sure of it.
“W-who are you mister?”
Jungkook trunks around at the frail voice, coming from his sweet little boy. He looks lovely even when his eyes are sunken and red, looking like he hadn’t slept and eaten in days.
“Taehyung”
“How do you know my name?”
He asks voice wavering, eyes shaking, hands gripping the end of his shirt in nervousness. Jungkook gives him a helpless melancholic smile.
“How would I not when you’re mine”
“What?”
“I’m your dad Taehyung”
Taehyung falters from where he’s standing, Jungkook instinctively taking a step forward to hold him, Taehyung looks at him as if he grew two heads, shock evident on his face, he slowly walks backward until the back of his knees hit the couch and he falls on it. Body frozen with shock at such a piece of unexpected news.
“How do I know you’re not l-lying?”
He asks, meek. Nervousness seeped through his words and Jungkook hopes he could comfort him in any way.
“We could take a DNA test if that makes you believe”
“B-but mom never told me about you, she-she said you left ”
Taehyung shouts at the end, eyes teary biting his lips, his body is visibly shaking and Jungkook doesn’t know if it’s anger or nervousness, whether it’s upset or something completely different. All he can do now is affirm Taehyung as much as he can, and gain his trust so he can take Taehyung with him. He can’t live without him anymore he fears.
“ I did not baby, I really did not”
Jungkook shakes his head, eyes innocent and worried, slowly taking steps forward to kneel before Taehyung and take his shaking hands in his. Taehyung looks down at their joint hands, Jungkook’s big hands, holding his small ones, the skin is rough but the gentleness of the hold makes his lip quiver, Jungkook’s hands are big and warm, and they’re providing him comfort which he was seeking for days after his mother’s death.
“W-why were you not here then, why didn’t you come to meet me, d-do you even know how much I missed you, how I wished you were here? I was alone with mom, we struggled so much, Uncle Kwan used to bother us so much, j-just because we didn’t have any male with us. I-i hate you so much, dad”
Jungkook sucks in a sharp breath at Taehyung’s outburst, there’s a lot to unpack here. Taehyung is traumatized for sure, and no matter how much sera tried, she couldn’t fill the void of a father figure, he wonders why she didn’t marry someone else. He’s surely going to kill the Kwan bastard because he dares bother his child. His heart pains at the last sentence, he would make sure to change that.
“I’m so sorry baby, your mother left me as soon as she was pregnant with you, she was after my money only, and when she realized that I knew, she took you away from me, she didn’t let me meet you at all, I begged her so much. She wanted to see other men and I refused that, and in anger of that she ran away from me with you. I missed you so much too baby only god knows how I lived without you all these years. As soon as I got to know about your mother’s death I came straight here, I knew you needed me”
Jungkook does not feel even an ounce of guilt or shame while spewing all those lies, he’s not above it if he gets his baby boy with him, his old mother is dead anyways, not like Taehyung would know the truth from anyone. Manipulating the fragile mind in the moment of weakness. He’ll have his baby boy by hook or by crook.
“W-what… mom did that? I-i don’t think she can do that dad, there must be some confusion I’m sur-”
“That’s how I felt too baby, but when I tried to find her, I saw her with a different man every time, I was worried it would influence you negatively, I told her if something happened to you because of her carelessness. I would fight her in court, but she threatened to sue me and my company with false charges and I could do nothing but sit and watch you from afar.”
Lies over lies over lies, Jungkook shamelessly makes and adds to the story he created, not regretting even a bit when he sees his naive boy believing each and every single one of them without any doubt. Just a little more and Jungkook would have him all to himself.
“b-but...”
“All these years I was so lonely without you Taehyung, I missed you so much, I felt so empty. I can’t believe I finally have you baby”
Jungkook doesn’t let Taehyung say anything further, cutting him off mid-sentence. Planting a soft kiss on his still shaking hands and burying his face in their joint hands, the subtle manipulation in his words seems to be doing its job when he feels Taehyung’s resolve crumbling bit by bit.
“I-i missed you too dad”
A dark smile slithers on his lips like a honey trap when Taehyung hunches forward and buries his face in Jungkook’s hair with those sweet words, finally falling into the center of Jungkook’s palm.
Now Taehyung is his to own.
—
Taehyung gapes in awe when he enters the Jeon mansion, it’s huge and beautiful. Lavish is the word he can think of. The furniture, the walls, the servants waiting for them among everything else present there was majestic.
“Baby, wanna see your room?”
Jungkook asks from his left, his right arm draped on his shoulder, Taehyung blushes when he sees the way Jungkook is looking at him, his face is so close to Taehyung’s he can feel Jungkook’s minty breath on his lips. Taehyung bites his lips before nodding, looking at something behind Jungkook with pink cheeks.
Jungkook lets out a husky laugh when he sees his baby getting shy, he fondly touches both of their foreheads before leading Taehyung towards his room with a firm hand around his shoulder. All his luggage behind him was carried by the servants.
Jungkook watched Taehyung’s eyes shine before he’s sprinting inside the room, it was spacious and pretty, containing everything a teen would need and want. And he’s sure he succeeded at his mission when a tiny frame barrels right into his arms, hugging him tight and burying his face in Jungkook’s chest.
“Thank you so much dad, I love it”
Jungkook fondly ruffles Taehyung’s hair at the words.
Oh, this is just the start.
After that, days go by which Taehyung would describe as heaven if you ask him. He has his own room, and they’ve gone shopping thrice a week, Taehyung has a closet that is more like a room full of his favorite clothes. Jungkook had to excuse himself for quite an amount of time when Taehyung kept buying skirts and shorts. He couldn’t will away his bodily reactions when he imagined Taehyung in all those booty shorts and pink skirts. Lord have mercy on his poor damned soul.
Taehyung and Jungkook had gotten a lot more closer during each passing day, Jungkook made sure to make Taehyung feel as much as comfortable, always telling him that this is his home now and that he should live the way he wants. He insists on Tae resting at home for a few weeks because a lot has happened recently and he needs a little break to heal from it. And Taehyung is very much happy to comply. After all, Jungkook is his dad, if he’s saying something it would be for his own good.
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Today Taehyung is going to Jungkook’s office because he is missing him a lot, the chauffeur had insisted on taking Taehyung to Mr. Jeon’s office but he waved him away. He wanted to spend time with his dad alone.
“Uh.. hello, I’m Taehyung. I’m here to meet Mr. Jeon”
Taehyung said shyly, the lady on the counter was looking very sharp, she looked at him up and down before clicking away on her computer nonchalantly. Taehyung was confused if she heard him or not so he was about to repeat himself when she spoke.
“You don’t have an appointment with Mr. Jeon”
“Uh yes, I came here to meet him, he knows me. If you can tell him Taehyung is here he would know”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that”
Taehyung shuffles on his feet, biting his lips and looking down, he scratches his fingers in nervousness because the way the lady is looking at him is a bit odd as if she’s judging him or she doesn’t believe him, or maybe both he doesn’t know. He just wants to meet his dad, why is it so hard?
“Ok then maybe I’ll wait here for him”
He says, meekly pointing at the waiting area chairs.
“Look here kid, Mr. Jeon is a businessman, he’s not someone you can meet if you just wanted to. He has a lot of work to do, he doesn’t have time for your silly games so I think you should stop your delusions”
The way she said this stung Taehyung. Reprimanding him as if he’s some sort of dumb kid. His mother never raised her voice at him, nor someone else, ever. His lower lip wobbles when he tries to suck in his tears, and he feels his cheeks heat in embarrassment when he can practically sense everyone’s eyes on him. They’re probably thinking he’s some dumb kid who’s delusional and thinks he knows Mr. Jeon.
He snaps out of his thoughts when he’s pulled into a strong chest, arms coming to wrap around him with a gentle soothing hand rubbing up and down on his back, rubbing his head gently a few times. When the cologne hits his nose he knows who’s holding him. The dam breaks and his tears come rushing out, silent sobs wreck his body when he feels the arms tightening around him. Shushing noises whispered in his ears. He shivers when a soft kiss is planted on his ear lobe, the feeling of those lips on his sensitive ears making Taehyung clench his hands around Jungkook’s waist tighter.
“Is this how my employees treat the visitors?”
“No Mr. Jeon this is not how it look-”
“I’m pretty sure of what I saw from the time I’ve been standing there Ms. Choi. The way you are belittling someone most probably because of their age is very unprofessional. I do not appreciate you talking to someone like that let alone someone important and close to me. I’m very disappointed to see such a shameful act of bullying done by one of my workers. You’ll get your termination letter by evening. Leave”
“Sir ple-”
“ Leave ”
The person behind the counter lowers their head in shame, looking around her, how everyone is looking at her with the same look they looked at the child in front of her a few seconds ago.
“And what is everyone doing here standing? I saw no one stopped Ms. Choi from shaming someone but standing there and watching the drama, is this what I pay you all for? to entertain yourself instead of working?”
And just like that the whole ground floor becomes empty with each passing second, Jungkook’s sharp words doing their job.
“Hey baby I’m sorry I was late, she shouldn’t have done that, it was wrong. I’m so sorry”
“I-it’s ok, was just v-very nervous”
“Still, I’m sorry. Let's get to my office yes?”
“Y-yeah”
Jungkook tries to separate Taehyung from himself but the baby falters in his step.
“Sorry, my knees feel weak, j-just a second”
Jungkook doesn’t let Taehyung speak more. He plants both of his hands under Taehyung’s bare thighs and lifts him up, smiling at the tiny squeak Taehyung lets out who scrambles to hold his neck for support. Jungkook groans internally when Taehyung’s baby-smooth skin lifts between his fingers. His plush thighs wrap around Jungkook’s waist, one arm wrapping around Taehyung’s waist.
Taehyung buries his face in Jungkook’s shoulder when he finds everyone’s eyes on him, some shocked, some envious, some sad. He doesn’t understand any one of them so he averts his face. The position in which Jungkook is holding him is making him shy.
“So what pleasure do I have to see you in my office baby”
Jungkook speaks sitting on his chair with Taehyung on his lap, his legs on either side of Jungkook’s, folded at the knee, framing Jungkook’s narrow waist perfectly.
Taehyung’s cheeks pinken at the position and he tries to clench his thighs when Jungkook’s rough hands glide up and down his smooth thighs. Squirming a bit when he looks at veins adoring Jungkook’s hands, the crisp white shirt paired with a nice blue coat and fitting pants makes him bite his lips.
Every time Taehyung looks at Jungkook’s muscles the butterflies in his stomach go wild, a few days ago Taehyung barged into Jungkook’s room excitedly without knocking and he was blessed with the sight of shirtless Jungkook water dripping down his chiseled body, wet hair in the process of being dried by a towel, and a similar towel draped around his crotch. The way Jungkook’s muscles flexed every time he moved his hands made butterflies go wild in Taehyung’s stomach. He had dashed out of his room with pink cheeks and a loud ‘sorryyyyyyyyyyy’ he was sure he heard a loud laugh from behind him.
Jungkook smirks when he looks at the way Taehyung is eyeing his bicep, he loves to flex his body in front of his baby.
And just because he’s a mean asshole, he spreads his thighs to have his flaccid cock push up into the air more before pulling Taehyung towards his chest by wrapping a hand around his waist earning a surprised gasp from Taehyung who squirms a bit, definitely feeling something poke him but too shy to say something.
"I-i was missing you"
"aww, baby was missing me? you could've called me petal I would've come to you, you didn't need to bother yourself hm?"
Jungkook plants a kiss on his earlobe after whispering the sentence, his hot breath flushing the sensitive ear, he can feel Taehyung's tiny frame shiver on his lap. oh, how he loves pulling these little reactions from Taehyung.
"how about you take some rest before we go home hm? I bet you're tired after all this drama"
Taehyung makes some unintelligible soft noises before burying his face in Jungkook's neck, hands fiddling with Jungkook's shirt buttons, unbuttoning them without a thought but quickly getting shy when Jungkook's pale chest comes into view, buttoning them quickly. This act does not go unnoticed by Jungkook who laughs huskily in Taehyung's ear, planting a kiss there again just to see him shiver again.
With one hand wrapped around Taehyung's waist who's pressed flush to his chest, Jungkook begins his work. It's hard to focus when Taehyung's underdeveloped breast digs into his chest, his shorts riding up to show his squirming thighs, he internally groans when Taehyung starts moving a bit too much making his dick a little excited in his pants, he tightens his hold around the bare waist, lithe to touch.
"stop moving petal"
Jungkook growls in Taehyung's ear and his eyes darkens, jaw clenching to show off his sharp jawline when Taehyung whimpers, digging his face into Jungkook's neck even further.
"What is it petal?"
He says with a kiss on Taehyung's neck, inhaling the flowery smell of his baby, the kisses follow the path from Taehyung's neck to the back of his ear, Jungkook's nose digs into the soft skin before inhaling shakily, letting out a loud groan when Taehyung keeps squirming. Hearing the guttural sound Taehyung whines.
Jungkook couldn't help but let his hands sneak inside the flimsy tank top, fingers teasing the soft mound hearing his baby gasp and squirm on his lap.
"d-daddy, what are you doing, mommy said it's naughty to touch there"
And that was Jungkook's last straw, Taehyung calling him daddy might be the sexiest thing, he's surprised he hadn't burst a nut yet.
"Petal I'm your daddy right, these are daddy's special kisses and cuddles only good boy's like you get, but it's a secret yeah? don't tell anyone"
And just like Jungkook plants a harsh kiss on the base of Taehyung’s neck, sucking the soft skin inside his mouth to have him whine and curl on his lap, his chubbing up cock most prominently poking Taehyung under him.
"'m a good boy daddy?"
Taehyung asks with puppy eyes, his voice wavering a little bit when he takes the hazy look in Jungkook's face, eyes sharp glaring at the red blotch on his pale neck. This is it, Jungkook is going to corrupt his naive son, he's going to take advantage of his own flesh and blood, he's going to taint his innocence and he doesn't feel remorse one bit, rather he's thrilled and can't wait to break his boy bit by bit and mend him back again, just for him. He's such a selfish asshole but he doesn't care. the boy belongs to him and he's going to enjoy every bit.
“The best boy sweetheart, the perfect for daddy, aren’t you?”
Insistent mouth laving kisses upon the sensitive skin blooms tingles on Taehyung’s chest, the rough hands slowly inching up until they’re cupping the average tits. Taehyung arches up into Jungkook’s hands when he squeezes them gently, the skin supple under his rough touch.
“D-daddy it tingles”
“Yeah feels good petal?”
Taehyung makes a weak affirming noise, thighs trying to squeeze together when he feels Jungkook’s calloused fingers pinch his nipples.
“A-ahh daddyyyy”
Jungkook disregards every noise coming from his pretty baby to focus on his hands under the fabric, moving his fingers in gentle motions and treating his baby boy with utmost care.
He couldn’t help but be impatient, before Taehyung can utter a noise of confusion Jungkook pushes his flimsy top above his breast, dick jumping up at the fluffy tits covered in lace pink bra. Repeated curses tumbled out of his lips as his hands meanly gropes the supple mound, dick pulsing with the melodious noises his baby is making.
His self restrain is limited to a lick of Taehyung’s pink fluffy nipple at which the other curls his arms around Jungkook’s head, unconsciously pulling him closer, arching his back more to push his breast into the former’s mouth.
Jungkook picks up Taehyung’s light frame and slams him on the table, his back touching the surface flat, papers scattered all around his body, the documents smushed underneath his figure.
He looks enticing spread on the desk like this, all for Jungkook. His tits all out and open for him to tease and touch. Pink nipples perked up from sudden stimulation and Jungkook bet Taehyung’s pretty pussy is wet from where it's pressed up against his rapidly cubbing up cock.
His hips snap forward instinctively making Taehyung whimper, cock pushing up precisely against his weeping pussy, and god the warmth enveloping his dick over the clothes makes his manhood twitch. He can’t imagine how tight Taehyung would squeeze him, and oh how warm he would feel inside, all wet and nice for him.
“Daddy f-feels weird”
Taehyung slurs his body and mind too hazy to register the sudden surge of sensations, but Jungkook does not forget how Taehyung’s thighs clenched around his waist when he loosened his tie. Didn’t skip his eyes when Taehyung’s breath hitched at the sight of Jungkook’s biceps bulging through his coat.
His baby is so innocent yet so slutty inside it truly baffles him, no matter how his mother raised him, at the end of the day Taehyung is his own flesh and blood and it definitely proves with the amount of sex appeal he has despite being so young and naive.
“It’s time daddy gives you the special gift he has been saving for you”
And no one can stop Jungkook after he witnesses the sparkle in Taehyung’s eyes at his words, oh he’s going to ruin his child.
—
After a quick car ride where Jungkook had to drive with a wet raging boner and a whiny teary Taehyung in the backseat too eager to sit on his daddy’s lap to get his special kisses and gift, Jungkook thinks it’s a miracle they didn’t crash.
Everything is worth it when Jungkook’s got Taehyung all roped up on his bed, the top floor empty except for the two bodyguards guarding the entrance at the very far back in the hallway. Given the instance, Jungkook has Taehyung all to himself and he’s going to reenact every single sick fantasy he had of his son today.
“Daddy, are we going to play?”
Oh how sweet, how naive, how pure.
A sick smirk crawls right up Jungkook’s lips at the frail voice of the fragile darling on the bed with whom he shares half of his DNA. cock hard in his dress pants which made the human spread out on the bed, ready to take the same cock inside him which created him.
Jungkook groans out loud at the implication inside his brain, his mind conjuring thousand different scenarios which he can’t wait to repeat in real life.
“Yes petal, daddy’s going to play with you pretty self”
With that being said Jungkook crawled on top of his pretty baby, his puppy eyes scanning Jungkook’s shirtless form with pink cheeks, little TaeTae couldn’t help but notice how his daddy unbuckled his belt and left his zipper and button open, he can see his daddy’s underwear!!!!
Jungkook couldn’t help but smirk when his baby wouldn’t stop ogling at him, his muscles, his tattoos, and oh, his bulge. His eyes fixated on his dick straining against his Calvin Klein. He doesn’t waste any time to gently grip Taehyung’s soft supple thighs, parting them enough to settle his buff form in between.
His satisfied groan drowned Taehyung’s keen whimper when Jungkook rocks his hips forward, his cock rubbing against Taehyung’s panty-clad pussy. Oh, how sinful he looked in that blush pink lace. Nothing but in lingerie, from now on he would make sure Taehyung stays in his bedroom wearing pretty laces for him, it’s a sin to not put him slutty fabrics.
“Ahh daddy tummy tingles”
“Yes petal gonna tingle more, you know your princess parts? They’re going to tingle too, daddy is going to make you feel good all night long ”
Jungkook rasps, sinfully dragging the last sentence with a hand rubbing Taehyung's tiny pussy, successfully pulling out a moan from him with his skilled fingers, thumb and index deftly pinching the tiny clit hidden under all the protection.
Jungkook is going to make sure he abuses that tiny nub enough to turn it purple, he’s going to assault that tiny pink pearl to an inch of its life till it’s red and throbbing, all swollen up with overstimulation and torture.
It’s surprising, really, when Taehyung is the one to wrap his arms around Jungkook’s neck and pull him into a kiss, he does nothing but touch his lips to Jungkook’s, and Jungkook is only a man, he groans before gripping Taehyung’s waist with one and neck with other. Angeling his head before taking his soft bottom lip between his thin lips and suck on it, moaning when Taehyung lets out a loud moan, clenching his thighs as they unconsciously come to wrap around Jungkook’s waist.
Jungkook doesn’t let go, he presses Taehyung more into the mattress with his body weight which makes Taehyung let the most dirtiest moan into Jungkook’s mouth, which opens wide before licking into Taehyung’s hot little mouth, pretty baby so inexperienced he can do nothing but keep his mouth open, let his daddy take control and kiss him so wet and messy, Taehyung’s tummy tingles a lot, daddy is so big and so heavy on top of him, he's holding his neck so tightly Taehyung can’t breathe, but he feels so good his eyes roll back.
Daddy’s big warm tongue licking inside his mouth before playing with his wet little tongue, swiping and wrapping around each other, TaeTae can’t help but moan loudly, getting shy when he hears such sounds come out of his own mouth.
He’s distracted again when daddy grinds down on his princess parts, daddy’s stick is so big and it’s so hard. But it feels so good when daddy rubs it on his coochie. TaeTae wants more. He wants more but he doesn’t know what and that makes him whine out loud. Daddy must hear his whines because the next second he’s pulling back much to TaeTae’s irritation.
TaeTae wanted to cry when daddy pulled back, he wanted to kiss more, it was so wet and so tingly but he gets distracted because his daddy looks so hot. Messy hair, red lips, bare chest heaving, and then only TaeTae realizes his lungs are burning with lack of oxygen too.
“What happened pretty baby?”
His daddy asks because he’s the best, he always knows when TaeTae wants something, he always gives whatever TaeTae asks for, and he makes TaeTae feels so good even when he can’t breathe. His daddy takes care of him so much, he loves his daddy the most.
“Daddy wan' more~”
TaeTae whines because he can’t do anything, he doesn’t know what to do to make his coochie feel better, it’s tingling so much and TaeTae doesn’t know if he wants it to increase or want it gone.
All the doubts and questions leave his brain when his daddy pulls his panties down, the wet patch in the middle making TaeTae blush. He was so wet!!!!
“Daddy said he’ll make you feel good right? Then trust daddy and take whatever he gives”
TaeTae nods, sniffling when he feels tears gather in his waterline, he has always been so sensitive, and his daddy seems to know because soon he’s cooing and gently rubbing TaeTae’s cheeks.
TaeTae yelps when he feels a sharp smack on his coochie, but it stings so good!!!
He cries out at the painful hit, eyes teary when he sees his daddy’s tattoo heavy, veiny arm leading to his rough calloused fingers which are gently rubbing his pussy, daddy’s fingers are so wet!!!
“Words petal”
His daddy says in that deep voice of his that always makes TaeTae clench his legs, his coochie tingling with strange butterflies. This instance is no different, he tries to close his legs and traps his daddy’s hand in between them. But his daddy is parting them to wedge his body in the space again, claiming his spot in between Taehyung’s legs.
"yes daddy~"
TaeTae closes his eyes, roped hands clenching and scratching his daddy’s shoulder, ohhh~ what was that?
Jungkook eases his middle finger into Taehyung’s pussy, the thick finger getting swallowed by the tiny cunt. Jungkook groans rubbing his index finger on the entrance, wetting his thumb in Taehyung’s pussy juices before putting it atop the tiny clit, trembling under his rough thumb and rubbing gentle circles on it meticulously. Jungkook successfully makes Taehyung loosen up a bit before inserting another finger.
Taehyung hisses arching up from the sheets and Jungkook has to kiss him, his other hand rubbing up and down his waist setting on his itty bitty tits, thumb flicking the pink nipple to distract Taehyung from the pain.
“D-daddyyy feels so tight”
“Yes, petal? It’s going to feel good soon, just trust daddy okay? My lovely sweet baby”
And that seems to do the work when Taehyung bites his plum lips and tries not to squirm on the intrusive thick fingers inside his pussy, ahh they feel so rough inside him. It turns Taehyung on a lot!!!
After Jungkook has gotten four of his fingers ramming inside a whiny Taehyung who’s letting out the prettiest uh uh uh ’s, his thumb relentless on the pretty clit. Jungkook does recognize when Taehyung starts clenching around his fingers rhythmically and no matter how he wants to play with his warm slimy insides he can’t have Taehyung cumming on his fingers so he rips them out of his cunt abruptly simultaneously pulling out a whine from Taehyung.
A frustrated teary-eyed Taehyung looking at him with the most heartbreaking expression.
“It’s time for the final step petal”
And Taehyung’s eyes widen, cheeks flushing an impossible shade of pink it looks red.
His daddy lowers his pants and underwear, his thick cock springing up slapping against his abs, stomach clenching when he groans and fists the wet tip, the same wet fingers which were buried inside his coochie a few seconds ago now wetly rubbing the crown, smearing the precum on the reddish tip. Hissing and groaning in a way Taehyung’s insides clench strangely at the sounds.
Jungkook undoes a knot on the lower bedpost giving Taehyung’s legs a little more freedom to move so he can push them towards his chest, bending him in half so that his pussy is facing upwards, in a way Jungkook looks down so that it's straight under him.
Jungkook couldn’t stop himself from bending down and having a taste, mouth opening wide before his warm tongue comes out to lick all over the pink pussy.
“A-ahhhhhh daddyy wha- ohhhh uhnnnnnn daddyyyyy nwooooo my puthyyyyy”
Taehyung wails and whines when his daddy starts eating his poor coochie after playing with it with his fingers, his pussy is tingling so much and his stomach is churning so strangely that TaeTae feels like he’s going to die. TaeTae instinctively tries to hold his daddy’s hair, whose head is wildly moving with the movements of eating his pussy, licking all over TaeTae’s poor tingling coochie. But the ropes don’t let him. Helpless cries leave his lips before his back arches when his daddy bites his tiny clitty, poor nub trembling under the wet assault.
“D-daddy hurts”
TaeTae whines and his daddy is so mean when he slaps TaeTae’s pussy harshly right after that, making TaeTae yelp. The smack landing right on top of his poor clitty makes Taehyung’s hips twitch and the next few seconds are the moments on the edge of heaven and hell for Taehyung, eyes rolling back in pleasure with tears streaming down his face when his daddy’s rough calloused hands lift up and come right down on his poor pussy, hitting him right on the clit and pussy hole sharply, making him a crying wet mess. A cry leaves his lips when the hand rubs his pussy furiously, focusing on the trembling clit more, putting pressure on it deftly.
TaeTae’s pussy hurts so much, it’s so sore but his daddy keeps hitting his pussy continuously, *smack* *smack* *smack* right on top of his trembling little clit before rubbing over it soothingly. TaeTae’s hips twitch after the brutal assault on his coochie. His poor pink cunnie getting all red from the abuse.
“Daddyyyyyyyy”
TaeTae whines when he feels his tummy feeling hot, pussy clenching and tingling a lot from the brutal slaps.
“You’re so slutty petal, such a whore. You were about to cum because I slapped your pussy, innocent little babies don’t have such kink, you like your pussy getting slapped petal? I bet you can take my cock just right in your tight little cunt.”
Jungkook growls, rubbing his thick cock over Taehyung’s trembling cunt wetting it in his pussy juices, Taehyung doesn’t understand one word coming out of Jungkook’s mouth, with Jungkook’s cock rubbing over his pussy his mind is mush, brain screaming for something to be put inside his pussy, it feels so empty!!!
“Daddy pu-put it inside, please! feels so empty daddy please please, want it!”
And the darkness in Jungkook’s eyes increases tenfold when he looks at his baby underneath him, bare skin writhing on the sheets, pretty little mouth begging for his cock, pussy all open and throbbing for him, his son looking such a sinful sight all roped up and bound on his bed.
Jungkook’s cock couldn’t take it, he groaned before pushing the tip inside, his pretty son whining and arching on the bedsheets, thighs spreading wider to accommodate the thick length inside his tiny cunt. Legs spreading unconsciously and oh such a slut he is for the cock that made him 17 years ago.
It’s so wet inside Jungkook fears he’ll slip right out if he pulls more than the tip, he keeps pushing inside, and his pretty baby’s pussy swallows up his cock eagerly. The insides all wet and warm suffocating his dick in the most delicious way possible it’s a miracle Jungkook didn’t cream his pussy right away.
A satisfied groan leaves his lips when he’s fully buried inside the warmth, it’s so heavenly feels like he’ll melt inside.
“Daddy ‘iss soo deeep uhhh”
Taehyung moans and Jungkook decides to hump his cock deeper, just for the sake of it. A sick inner part of him feels satisfied when he hears Taehyung moan, he repeats his thrusts without pulling out his cock, just to hear those little noises from his pretty son.
“Now let’s begin the fun”
Jungkook rasps, hair messy falling in front of his eyes giving him a maniac look, TaeTae’s tummy clenches at the sight of his daddy looking so attractive, so rough ohhhh~
Jungkook slowly starts pulling out a few inches before pushing right back in, the wet filthy sounds of his balls slapping against Taehyung’s plush ass is lewd. Breathless groans leave Jungkook’s lips when Jungkook picks up the speed.
Taehyung lets out sinful moans in that sweet voice of his, none of them being able to utter even a single sentence. The only sound coming out of their mouths being pleasurable moans and incoherent noises. Moans and whimpers leave Taehyung’s lips when his daddy continues to steadily thrust his cock inside his coochie. It tingles so much when his daddy pushes deeper and deeper.
The deep guttural groans Jungkook lets out while positioning his cock in and out of his son’s tiny cunt are super hot, they sound so rough and hasty that TaeTae feels his stomach churning deliciously. His pussy clamps down on his daddy’s cock when Jungkook sucks on his soft neck, teeth sinking into the tender skin before sucking on it, hard.
Taehyung moans while arching his back, pushing his chest more into the calloused hands running up and down his lithe waist, squeezing his tits softly before pinching the tender nipples, making them all swollen and red from assault.
The rough surface of Jungkook’s hands feels so good over the fluffy underdeveloped breasts of Taehyung, he can’t help but arch into the touch. Urging his daddy to squeeze and tease them more and more. All while Jungkook’s hips never stop moving back and forth. Pushing the wet cock in and out of that tiny cunt.
Just because Jungkook is mean like that he licks two of his fingers before pinching the poor red clit between them harshly, Taehyung’s hips squirm from the painful sensation, he can do nothing but cry when Jungkook laughs huskily and rubbing the trembling nub harshly.
TaeTae feels his pussy clenching around his daddy’s cock, trying to swallow the thick length inside, ohhh~ it feels so good he wishes his daddy does this more in the future.
Taehyung squeals when Jungkook unlatches his legs from his waist, one hand gripping his calf while the other grips his thighs to spread them impossibly wide and push them towards his chest, bending him in half. Taehyung makes a confused dizzy noise before the only thing coming out of his mouth are pretty cries of white-hot pleasure coursing through his tummy.
Jungkook plants his toes on the bed, bracing his upper body on Taehyung’s thighs with his bulky arms, pressing Taehyung’s curled-up self more into the mattress. From this angle, Jungkook can see perfectly the way his cock would pound into that pretty pussy.
He lifts his hips up before snapping them down, rapidly pulling out half of his cock before pushing it down harshly with a force so much Taehyung’s whole body bounces on the bed, Jungkook doesn’t care, groaning and moaning while fucking his cock into that delicious cunt sucking him in with a deathly tight vice. His ears ring with Taehyung’s helpless cries of ‘daddy too much’.
He doesn’t care, the feeling of tight wet heat swallowing his cock inside is the only thing that matters.
“Ah ah ahhh fuckkk so fucking tight, see petal, daddy said he’ll make you tingle all huh night long, this is just the start”
Jungkook smirks breathlessly, laughing when Taehyung tries to say something but it ends up in a jumble of words with the sheer force of his thrusts, Taehyung isn’t able to form any sentence, and that’s how Jungkook wants it. The only thing coming out of his lips being pretty moans.
“D-da-dadd-ieee ahh ah ah an an ah oh uh uh my puth-thy ahh”
Oh, his poor baby was reduced to a crying wet mess, dripping all over him, pretty pussy stretched around his thick cock beyond measure, pretty pink from having his fragile parts being rubbed raw by Jungkook’s monster cock, oh what a fucking sight.
Jungkook throws Taehyung’s legs over his shoulders, gripping his calves and thighs to hold him in place before thrusting his cock in like a wild beast, curses tumbling out of his lips like a water flow before he feels Taehyung clamping down on his cock.
“Daddyyy f-feels weird ahnnn”
Jungkook doesn’t reply, he starts thrusting deeper that gets Taehyung moaning like earlier, finding his sweet spot and abusing the soft tissue with his swollen tip, all red and sensitive, steadily dripping precum, staining Taehyung’s pure insides.
Not pure anymore, tainted by the filth which formed him years ago.
The same filth that his body consists of, the same filth which resulted in him existing as a human being now.
Jungkook moans when Taehyung clenches around his cock in a deathly grip before squirting around his dick, creaming his cock and making it all nice and wet, his thighs start shaking on Jungkook’s shoulder while he drawls out a cry of pleasure, insides churning when the swollen tip doesn’t stop abusing his sweet spot. The pussy juices making it easier for Jungkook to move furiously, the splashing filthy noises resonating in the bedroom with Taehyung’s pretty cries and Jungkook’s deep groans.
Jungkook grips his waist roughly before thrusting his cock into the trembling pussy without any care into the world. Poor Taehyung thrashing on the silk sheets, hands and legs roped up struggling to move his body anyhow, hips twitching every now and then from oversensitivity.
Jungkook finally gives a couple of thrusts into the poor twitching cunt before creaming the pussy, shooting his cum into the warm insides, painting the insides white, and staining his insides with the exact substance that he’s made of. A sick side of him feels satisfied to see Taehyung home finally, under him, a wet trembling mess, broken on his cock roped up in his bed. A spent mess on Jungkook’s cock looking the most beautiful sin to ever exist. Jungkook never wanted anything more.
A groan leaves his lips when his cock twitches inside the warm cunt, spilling the extra load into the tiny womb, filling it up to the brim till Taehyung is feeling stuffed full of his daddy’s cock and cum. Jungkook finally bred his child’s womb and the feeling has him drooling, his eyes hazy from the delicious feeling of Taehyung swallowing around his cock. His hips twitching every time Jungkook moves, even so, a little.
Taehyung makes a wounded noise when Jungkook moves up to open his ropes, his dick being pushed up at the farther end burrowing into his oversensitive sweet spot, Jungkook smirks and because he’s a mean asshole he makes Taehyung cry loudly by humping his cock deeper into that warmth, Taehyung feeling overwhelming pleasure it’s starting to turn into pain.
Jungkook feels his mouth water when he sees Taehyung’s dainty wrists rubbed raw by the rough texture of rope, red imprints visible on the pale skin.
Taehyung lets out a confused sound when Jungkook flips him onto all fours after untying his limbs.
“Daddy wha-”
“Did you think it was over? We’re just starting baby, I can’t wait to stuff you full of my cock and cum, get my tongue and fingers all over and inside you. I promised to make you tingle all night long remember?”
With that Jungkook pushes his cock inside with a groan, the wet messy insides never lacking the warmth and Jungkook grows rapidly hard, all those days of self restrain paying off when he pulls off till the tip and thrusts his hips forward, burying his cock inside the princess parts of his petal. The cockhead all snuggled up against his oversensitive swollen sweet spot.
And as he promised Jungkook makes his baby tingle all night long, shaping his pussy for his cock in a way he would never be able to take another man’s cock, craving his pussy into a glove fit only for his cock. Making him his perfect little cockslut. The feeling is so delicious it makes him drool which he only realized when he was fucking Taehyung from the front and his saliva started dripping into the pretty clit, making it all nice and wet that he couldn’t stop himself from meanly pinching it.
“D-daddy too much~”
Taehyung whines after a few hours when Jungkook just won’t stop fucking him, like he promised he keeps Taehyung stuffed with his cock, breeding his tiny womb full of his semen, the dirty filthy cum which is the forming unit of his existence.
“Oh petal we have a long night to go, just let daddy do whatever he wants, I promise daddy will make you feel so good”
And Jungkook did just that, he fucks his pussy in every possible position, he turned him on all fours before burying his face into his coochie and tonguing his pretty cunt until he was squirting on his daddy’s face.
Pretty baby so innocent, so naive, cried out when he wet Jungkook’s face with his pussy juices.
“D-daddy did I pee? TaeTae is sho sorry TaeTae didn’t mean to, TaeTae bad”
Poor petal started crying and no matter how much Jungkook wanted to be mean and humiliate Taehyung more into it, he wanted his baby to feel nothing but pleasure tonight, he promised he’ll make his baby feel good all night long and he means it.
“No petal you didn’t pee, you squirted on daddy’s face because you felt too good, it’s tingling right?” Jungkook said while his rough callouses rubbed on the red pussy gently, Taehyung’s hips twitching from oversensitivity but unconsciously pushing against the thick fingers which felt so good on his cunnie.
“See you do it every time you feel good, it’s ok. Daddy likes it petal, daddy’s so proud of you”
“You do?”
Taehyung sniffles, asking him in a meek voice and Jungkook brushes off any insecurity or doubt away from him in a second.
“Yes baby, want you to squirt again so fucking much”
Taehyung blushes when he hears his daddy curse in that sexy rough voice of his before moaning, his daddy buried his fingers inside his coochie and thrust them inside so furiously the wetness splashing all over the bedsheet.
In a few minutes, Jungkook had his pretty baby bouncing on his cock, his tiny tits bobbing up and down with each thrust, Jungkook plated both his feet on the bed flat, lifting his hips a bit before he thrusts up into Taehyung’s pussy wildly, Taehyung moaning helplessly, getting impaled on his father’s cock relentlessly all night long.
Jungkook also dragged him to the end of the bed till his ass was on the edge while he thrusts wildly into the swollen cunt, thick pussy lips hugging his cock nicely. Turning him on all fours after that, pushing his pretty son’s face into the messed up sheets until he’s breathless from having the cock slip and slide in and out of him steadily.
Taehyung passed out from exhaustion and he woke up moaning unconsciously with his daddy’s cock buried inside him, the remnants of last night dripping out of him steadily.
Taehyung smiles as he snuggles more into Jungkook’s naked chest.
His daddy kept his promise.
