Taekook
Whiskey bar
Jeon Jungkook strokes a cigar, his eyes narrowing as he takes in the scene before him. he was in whiskey bar. having his drink. he was waiting for someone.
Basically whiskey bar is established sex work service where u can get a beautiful woman to talk and spend hours while drinking with out non- intimacy. no touching allowed. just talking. just emotional comfort. Jungkook is a dangerous mafia. he is billionaire. everyone feared him. but no one really know how he looks. he started to visit this whiskey bar. often for taehyung. taehyung is male omega. he is only one who has been performing as stripper. no one has dared. Jungkook is obsessed with him. he loves taehyung. even he is stripper. Jungkook is elite alpha
his intense gaze wasn't leaving taehyung's honey coated body.
The dim lights of the bar cast shadows on Jungkook's chiseled face. He takes another sip of his whiskey, the amber liquid glinting in the low light of the bar. His eyes never leave taehyung's, intense and penetrating. taehyung knew that The man with tattoos and lip piercing has been staring at him without blinking. it was there daily routine. Jungkook would come here and sit while drinking until taehyung finishes performing*
Taehyung
**Smirks behind the mask and sways hips while sliding off pole**
[* *] this indicates they are doing or thinking to themselves
Jeon Jungkook
**Jungkook's jaw tightens as he watches taehyung perform. He's seen it a hundred times before, but it never gets easier. He hates taehyung's job. he hates that he was stripping. but he can't do anything.**
Jungkook watches hungrily, his body tensing as taehyung slides down the pole, his lithe body glistening with oil. The other customers are all entranced. Jungkook was jealous of them. they are watching him. his taehyung.
Taehyung
*Grins as bites lower lip while performs. taehyung leans down giving everyone good view of his cleavage and squeezes them maintaining eyes contact with Jungkook*
Jungkook's grip tightens on his glass, his knuckles turning white. He wants to march over there, throw taehyung over his shoulder, and never let anyone else see that body again. But he restrains himself, a low growl escaping his throat instead. He gestures to his men. in few seconds the owner of this bar was kneeling before Jungkook.
Jeon Jungkook
*Takes Long drags of cigar as leaves clouds of puff on the man kneeling before him* I did warn you didn't? tsk tsk tsk u have death wish don't you? "I want exclusive rights to him," Jungkook growls at the terrified bar owner. "No one else gets to watch him like that."
potato owner
*terrified and sweating badly* I-i apologise s-sir I did told that omega not to p-perform b-but he isn't listening- i-if u want him u have to buy him for certain time-
Jeon Jungkook
*glares* I'm paying him for next whole year. he will never perform infront of any fûçking human. *throws wads of cash on his face* send him to the room. for vvip service
The owner nods fervently, promising Jungkook that taehyung's performances will be for his eyes only from now on.
Satisfied, Jungkook releases the owner, who scurries away. Jungkook turns back to watch taehyung finish his performance, the weight on his chest lifting slightly knowing that soon no one else will get to see what's his. he smirks behind his cigar smoke.
Taehyung
*walks to reserved room after his performance*
Jungkook stands up smoothly, tossing his cigar butt into the waiting ashtray with a clink as he follows taehyung towards their reserved room. The door closes shut behind them, encasing them in their private sanctuary bathed in soft, intimate lighting.
Jungkook's eyes darken as taehyung reveals his bare body, the silvery scars glinting under the soft light. He takes a seat on the plush couch, his voice gruff.
He wants to hear taehyung's voice, not just watch his body.
Taehyung
Okayy *runs to couch and flops on it tiredly* come have Seat honey~
Jeon Jungkook
*sits close enough that his thigh is touching tae's , but he knows better than to pull taehyung into his lap like he wants to. Instead, he pours them both a fresh glass of whiskey from the bottle he keeps in the room.*
Taehyung
*stays silent watching his every move closely*
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook hands taehyung the glass, his fingers brushing against his. He sees taehyung's eyes flutter briefly, a sure sign that his touch affects him. Jungkook smirks internally.* "You're quiet today," *he comments, taking a sip of his drink*
Taehyung
*Rolls eyes in annoynce as sips on drink* why did u bought me for while year?
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook leans back, his arm draping across the back of the couch, nearly but not quite touching taehyung's shoulders.* Because you're the only one who sees me as Jungkook, not the Mafia King. With everyone else, it's fear or awe. But you...
Taehyung
*Chokes on alcohol as laughs* see what? I don't even know you
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's eyes flash dangerously at taehyung's reaction, his voice low and intense.* You laugh at me, taehyung. No one else dares to. You're the only one who doesn't cower or try to impress me. I...I need that
Taehyung
*Shakes head* u are vulnerable
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's eyes narrow, a smirk tugging at his lips even as he leans closer, his voice dropping to a husky murmur.* Vulnerable? Perhaps. But only with you. Everyone else sees a monster, a king. You... you see me.
Whiskey bar
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's hand finds taehyung's, his calloused fingers entwining with the smaller, softer ones.* A man. Yes. Flawed, jealous, possessive... but still a man. One who wants you. Needs you. In a way no one else can understand.
Taehyung
*Chuckles* u are so weak no matter how though u act or look
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's eyes flash with amusement and something deeper, more intense. He squeezes taehyung's hand, leaning in until his breath mingles with taehyung's.* Weak? Yes im when it comes to you.
Taehyung
*Pulls hand away* jeez u are so cheesy. u aren't a normal man are u? who can payed me for whole year in cash.
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's smile grows, his chest puffing out with pride.* Of course not. I'm a mafia king, And as for paying you, let's just say I have my ways. A year's worth of cash, just for you to sit here and tolerate my presence. I can earn that amount by tomorrow again
Taehyung
damn u are rich 🤧🤧
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook chuckles, his eyes sparkling with affection and amusement.* Rich enough to buy whatever I want, including your time and attention. And right now, what I want is for you to stay here with me, talking and drinking and being your annoying self.
Taehyung
*Frowns and starts to throw fists at him* am I annoying huh?
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook reaches out, his fingers brushing against taehyung's cheek in a gentle, soothing motion.* Annoying, frustrating, infuriating... and absolutely adorable. You drive me crazy, taehyung. But I wouldn't have it any other way.
Jeon Jungkook
*His voice drops to a low, intense growl.* Now be a good boy and stop trying to pick a fight.
Taehyung
*Pouts* I can't stop that it's just my habit
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's lips twitch, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He leans in, pressing a soft, chaste kiss to taehyung's pouting lips.* I know. And it's one of the many things I love about you.
Taehyung
*Gasp* y-you bitch steal my first kiss?
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook grins mischievously, his eyes dancing with mirth.* I thought it was high time someone did. Besides, I've been dreaming of doing that for years. You taste like whiskey and attitude. Intoxicating. *His thumb traces taehyung's bottom lip.*
Taehyung
*Whines bites ur thumb* I have been saving that for someone special b-but you?
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook hisses, his eyes flashing with a mix of pain and pleasure. He pulls his thumb out, sucking on the bite mark briefly before wrapping his arms around taehyung, pulling him into his lap.* Well, now it's mine. Just like you.
Taehyung
*Scoffs* me? yours? stop dreaming honey
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's grip tightens, his hands splayed possessively on taehyung's back and hips. He nuzzles into taehyung's neck, his voice low and dangerous.* Keep talking back, and I'll prove just how much you're mine.
Taehyung
*Cheeks flushes pink as shivers runs down to spine* w-what will u do u huh? I'm not scared of you scary bitch!
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's lips curl into a snarl, his breath hot against taehyung's neck.* Oh, you should be scared. Very scared. *He lifts taehyung effortlessly, turning him in his lap with his back against Jungkook's chest.*
Taehyung
Put me down. u are aren't allowed to touch me
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook ignores taehyung's demands, his arms wrapping tightly around his waist as he presses a kiss to the side of his neck.* I'm not allowed to touch you? Who says? You? *He chuckles darkly, his lips trailing up to taehyung's ear.*
Taehyung
*Blushes as wiggles and crawls back on couch* yes! u are not allowed to touch me till I let u
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook watches taehyung crawl away, a possessive growl rumbling in his chest. He follows, sitting down next to him and pulling him back into his lap. Fine.* miss. taehyung please allow me to make u sit in my lap
Taehyung
*Rests back on ur chest* good boy I allow you
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's arms tighten around taehyung, his hands playing with the hem of his shirt. He nuzzles into his neck, his voice muffled.* And what if I don't want to ask for permission anymore? What if I just take what I want?
Taehyung
*taehyung looks up at him and smiles sweetly* I will kick on ur dick and leave
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook laughs, the sound vibrating through his chest. He turns his head to nip at taehyung's earlobe.* You wouldn't dare. You love my dick too much. *His hand slides under taehyung's shirt, caressing the soft skin of his stomach.*
Taehyung
*As Jungkook's hand creases tae's soft flesh he lets out little moan his face heats up but he denys* ~ ew I don't *giggles as teases* but in first place do u have one alpha?
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's hand stills, his voice growing dark and dangerous.* Oh, I have one. And it's very much present right now, hardening just from having you in my lap. *He grinds his hips against taehyung's bottom, proving his words.*
Taehyung
*Tae's cheeks flushes pink as slaps on Jungkook's thigh* stop doing that pervert
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's arms wrap tighter around taehyung, his hands sliding up to tease his chest. He chuckles darkly.* Me? A pervert? You're the one who asked if I had a dick, knowing i would do that.
Taehyung
*Rolls eyes but ends up giggling while plays with kook's palm* what is ur palm measure in cm?
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's hand entwines with taehyung's, his fingers threading through his. His voice drops to a low rumble.* 20 cm. Why? Want to measure something? *His hand trails back down to taehyung's waist, his fingers splayed possessively.*
Taehyung
*Gasps* I heard ur size of palm will be his dick-
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's eyes gleam with mischief. he mimicks taehyung reaction from earlier* oh my god!! you are such pervert
Taehyung
You are so annoying 😒😾
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's laugh echoes in the room, his arms wrapping tighter around taehyung as he pulls him closer.* I am? You're the one who brought up the topic of measuring my dick size through my hand. I was just going along with it.
*Jungkook turns his head to see his one of men standing there while looking on floor* Sir. I'm sorry to interrupt but u have meeting in 30 minutes
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook heaves a sigh, his arms loosening around taehyung. He presses a quick kiss to the back of his neck before standing up.* Duty calls. *He straightens his suit, casting a meaningful glance at taehyung.* I will be back soon. don't u dare to perform anywhere remember?
Taehyung
*Pouts as sits up in couch* then what do I do
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook walks over to taehyung, tilting his chin up with a finger. His eyes bore into his, his voice low. You will stay here and wait for me.* Read a book, watch TV and especially wait for me to be back , but do not leave this room. Understood?If u obey me like good boy I will bring u lot of gifts hm?
Taehyung
*Taehyung eyes sparkles* u really don't have to- but now u said so make sure u bring 👀 ✨️✨️
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's face softens, his thumb brushing over taehyung's bottom lip. He leans down to press a gentle kiss to his mouth.* I promise. Now, be a good boy and stay here.
Taehyung
*Tae Frowns and wipes lips with back of hand* yeah yeah bubyee😾😾
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook smirks as he watches taehyung frown and wipe his lips. He shakes his head slightly.* yeah yeah bye, my brat. Keep yourself out of trouble until I get back. *With a wink, he turns and strides out of the room, his men falling into line behind him.*
Taehyung
*as Jungkook walks out taehyun jumps in bed while blushinh and swings legs in air and screams* THAT BAßTERD!!
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook pauses at the doorway, glancing back with a smirk. He can hear taehyung's muffled screams and laughter from the bedroom. Shaking his head, he continues out, his men following closely behind.* Mr. Kim, keep an eye on him.
Whiskey bar
Jungkook is sitting at the head of a long table, surrounded by his men. He's listening intently to the reports, his expression serious. Suddenly, his phone buzzes with a message. He glances down to see a picture of taehyung making a funny face, sent by Mr. Kim
Jungkook's lips curve into a small smile as he looks at the picture. He types out a quick response before putting his phone away. He tries to focus on the meeting, but his mind keeps wandering back to taehyung. Mr. Kim, how's my little omega doing?
Mr.Kim
*he leans and glances at Taehyung, he texts.* He's been good, sir. He's been watching TV and eating the snacks I brought him. He's asked for you twice. Oh, and he tried to sneak out the back door earlier, but I caught him.
Jeon Jungkook
Tried to sneak out, did he? Lock him in his room until I get back. And make sure he understands that he's not allowed to try anything like that again. *He pauses, he pusese before continues texts* And Mr. Kim? Just remind him that I'll be back soon, okay? And maybe bring him his sketchbook, he likes that.
Jungkook's expression turns stern, his eyes narrowing.
in the meantime taehyung snatches phone from secretary Kim and reply to Jungkook
Taehyung
I'm getting damn bored you oldie 😾😾 when u gonna get back??
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook looks down at his phone, a small smile playing on his lips. He types out a quick response.* Little brat. I'm wrapping things up now. I should be home soon. He hesitates before adding. Did Mr. Kim lock you in your room?
Taehyung
YES HE DID!! he told me too that u ordered him to lock me inside 😾😾😾 ah waeeee???!!
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook chuckles, his fingers flying over the keys.* Ah, the joys of having a clever omega who can't follow simple rules. Don't worry, my little jailbird. Your king will be there soon to free you. Just a few more minutes.
Taehyung
King?? my ass 😒😒😤
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook laughs out loud, earning him curious looks from his men. He quickly sober up, clearing his throat.* You'll pay for that sassy mouth later. He signs off a few more papers, eager to get back home to his disobedient little omega.
Jungkook bursts through the brothel room door, his face lighting up when he sees taehyung sitting on the bed in his room, sulking. He strides over, a wide grin on his face. Jungkook chuckles, walking closer until he's right in front of taehyung. He towers over him, his expression softening as he reaches out to tuck a strand of hair behind taehyung's ear.
Jeon Jungkook
Well, well, well. Look who's been a naughty little prisoner.
Taehyung
*what the fuck this bitch think about himself* 😒😒
Jeon Jungkook
*chuckles* All locked up and no key, huh? Poor baby.
Taehyung
*frowns as looks here and there* u didn't bought me gifts? 😗😗
Jeon Jungkook
Oh, you mean these gifts? *He tosses the bag onto the bed, his eyes gleaming with amusement.* Open it.
Jungkook's grin widens, his hands reaching behind his back to pull out a bag. He holds it up, teasingly. He watches as taehyung eagerly tears into the bag, pulling out a new sketchbook, a set of high-quality art pencils, and a plush hedgehog toy. A satisfied smile spreads across his face when taehyung's face lights up.
Taehyung
*Looks at jungkook In disbelief* w-what the fuck? what am I supposed to so with these color pens and sketchbook??😶😶
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook raises an eyebrow, trying to suppress a smirk.* Did you just ask what you're supposed to do with art supplies, darling? *He leans in closer, his voice lowering to a teasing whisper.* I thought you loved sketching and drawing.
Taehyung
*Whines as rolls in bed corner to corner* u bought these intentionally didn't you??
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's eyes narrow playfully as he watches taehyung roll around on the bed.* Of course I did. I know my omega better than he knows himself sometimes. *He reaches out, grabbing taehyung's ankle to stop him from rolling.*
Taehyung
*Wiggles leg* I'm stripper not some kindergarten kid
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's grip tightens, slowly pulling taehyung back towards him.* And I'm not some kind-hearted alpha, yet here I am, buying you gifts and making sure you're entertained.
Taehyung
*Taehyung rolls eyes and says in sarcasm* aww what sweet alpha u are 😒
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's expression darkens, a smirk tugging at his lips.* Oh, so you're mocking me now, is that it? *He slowly climbs onto the bed, crawling towards taehyung like a predator stalking its prey.* Well, two can play at that game.
Taehyung
You better stay out of the bed Jeon.
Jeon Jungkook
Oh, is that so? *Jungkook pounces, pinning taehyung beneath him. He grins down at him, his eyes crinkling at the corners.* and what if I don't
Taehyung
*rises his knee giving slight kick on Jungkook's crotch to make him fall aside on bed*
Jeon Jungkook
*grunts, clutching his sensitive area and curling in on himself. He glares at taehyung, his face contorted in mock pain.* You're going to pay for that, you little sh*t.
Taehyung
I told u. do not touch me
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook slowly sits up, his eyes darkening with a dangerous glint.* You're playing a dangerous game, kitten. He reaches out, grabbing taehyung's wrist in an iron grip. I'll touch you whenever and however I want. You're mine.
Taehyung
*Swats ur hand* away you bought me just for strip show. stay in ur limits
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's eyes flash with anger at being swatted away, but he keeps his cool, his voice remaining calm and even.* Oh, is that so? Just a stripper, bought and paid for? *He stands up, towering over taehyung.* We'll see about that. Strip
Taehyung
*taehyung wad taken a back at jungkook's sudden cold words* W-what?
Jeon Jungkook
*his expression hardens, his voice dropping to a low, commanding tone.* I said, strip. right now. *He folds his arms across his chest, his eyes locked onto taehyung's. sits back on couch* I want a show what I paid for.
Taehyung grits teeth and strips while performs on pole
Jungkook watches intently as taehyung performs, his gaze hungry and appreciative. He leans forward, elbows resting on his knees, wholly absorbed in the sensual dance unfolding before him. As the performance reaches its climax, Jungkook slowly claps
Jeon Jungkook
You can leave now. and I want u right here every night.
Taehyung
*Wraps up in clothes and walks out brothel room slamming door shut* fucking bipolar
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook stares at the slammed door, a mix of amusement and irritation flashing across his handsome features. He leans back into the plush leather couch, a smirk tugging at his lips as he mutters to himself.* Bipolar, huh? I prefer to think of it as... intensely passionate. crazy omega
Taehyung continues to come every night to brothel room and perform blankly and leave for few days. he doesn't talk with Jungkook unless it's necessary
Jungkook observes the cold shoulder treatment he's been getting from taehyung for days. He grows increasingly irritated, his mood darkening like a storm cloud. One evening, as taehyung finishes his performance and begins to gather his clothes, Jungkook snaps.
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