Whispers Of Love - Taekook
Am I a replacement? (4)
Warning ⚠️: - 🔞 content ahead.
The more he saw Jungkook's white skin, the more strange he felt. The more he looked into those teary, pleading bambi eyes, the more he drowned in them. The more he heard his whimpers, the more he wanted to make him moan. And the more Jungkook wanted to run away, the more he wanted to cage him in his embrace. At the same time, he remembered the moment when he first met Jungkook.
The way Jungkook looked at him, his eyes pleading to save his life, his palms bruised and hairs disheveled, face wet with tears yet decorated with natural redness. . .with his breasts exposed in the slave market. The fact that he could still remember it surprised him a little.
Jungkook
( squirming in Taehyung's embrace and sniffed)
Taehyung
Why baby? Don't move . ( while gr0ping and pinching his waist harshly and licking his earlobes )
Jungkook
Mm-master. . .ah. . wait . please don't. Ah~
Jungkook
I - I don't know ha-how to. . ah~ please men. I can't do it . ( blushed and tries to part away from Taehyung's body )
Taehyung
If you don’t know, you’ll learn. I will teach you. ( pulled jungkook more close and hugged him tightly, suffocating him and nuzzling in his neck )
Before jungkook knew it, Taehyung's hands were skillfully going inside his undergarment and touching his bre@sts. His whole body trembled at the sensation of the unfamiliar hands, which were touching his bre@sts like they were toys. The way Tae was fondling with those and gr0ping them harshly and pinching sometimes was not helping jungkook in anyway but making his breath more uneven and miserable.
The hands of a man who had spent so much time on the battlefield were rough and deeply calloused. The rugged hands were stimulating enough without the need for strong claws or force.
All of sudden he grabbed him whole supple flesh of chest too tightly which made jungkook burst into an almost scream, but Taehyung right then enveloped his mouth into a harsh kiss eating away all his moans. Jungkook's grip on Taehyung's biceps became more strong. Taehyung broke the kiss and repeated the same shameful yet pleasurable action few more times. Jungkook just helplessly tried to control his moans biting his lips.
Taehyung
You are begging to be touched, dear. See the way your body reacts to me. ( chuckles seductively)
And then all of sudden, Taehyung left jungkook who stumbled back. He went and sat in a dominant manor on the bed and looked at the panting jungkook who was trying to cover his exposed bre@sts .
Taehyung
Come here. ( commands )
Jungkook began to walk slowly. Each step seemed infinitely longer than the last. Hisn ears, nose , cheek, neck and palms . . .all reddened at the thought of approaching the man sitting on the bed with his chest exposed.
Taehyung
Take off the rest. ( says to Jungkook who was near him now )
Jungkook looked down at his clothes. He couldn’t remember a single thing about how he usually got dressed or undressed. Taehyung held his hand pulled him more close making him stand infront of him .
Jungkook
( didn't dare and kept looking down )
Taehyung
Look . . .into. . . my . . .eyes. ( orders emphasizing each word )
Jungkook
( slowly raised those wet lashes to make the bambi and the almond eyes meet )
He felt many times more embarrassed as he tried to take off his clothes with Taehyung's eyes watching him. He hadn’t thought that the clothes he was taking off casually would feel so difficult and heavy.
The already dishevelled clothes were put down one by one. The clothes made a faint sound as it fell to the floor, and all that remained was the petticoat.
Jungkook
( looked at Taehyung with innocent begging eyes )
Taehyung
Is it hard to take it all off? ( asks with an eyebrow cocked)
Jungkook bit the inside of his lips and began to remove his petticoat with trembling hands.
Before he could spit out those three words, something pulled mercilessly at his arm. Just as his moans were about to burst from the strong grip, he was gently awakened by a soft sensation behind him, and before he knew it, his body was lying on the bed.
And on top of him, Taehyung was staring down at him. Their bodies were so close that there was any space left. Jungkook's face turned Red and visiblely soft and sweaty. The bed where the prince bride was supposed to be lying, he was now occupying it.
Taehyung
Yes - I am your master. Obey me.
Taehyung
Now shut up and put your tongue out. ( leans more close to his face nose touching Jungkook's)
Taehyung kissed him even before he could open his mouth. No, it wasn’t a bit romantic to describe it as kissing. It was nothing like the ending of an old story told by a wandering musician and the sweet and lush kisses shared by lovers who overcame obstacles.
The man who kissed him was a beast. And he seemed to have become a weak little animal beneath him.
Jungkook was being eaten by him. Taehyung's tongue dug roughly between his lips, looking around to penetrate the fragile life inside. He was sucking greedily on his tongue, thirsty for his first kiss.
The kiss was so aggressive that Jungkook's tongue was tingled and tried to hide. And the more he wandered in Jungkook's mouth, the more it seemed to tickle some part of Jungkook's lower belly.
Jungkook
mm~ hah..ngh..mm~
Taehyung began to undress himself, not taking his eyes off jungkook, who was already breathing hard and exhausted. His face was glowing like it was on fire.
Jungkook couldn't help but stare at his heavenly handsome master, whom he had adored since day one. He was panting for breath, squirming and whimpering while staring at Taehyung getting n@ked.
His body, forged by long war and training, was as hard as iron, his muscles lean and ripped. His body was perfect, more like a sculpture than a man. If it hadn’t been for the scars all over his body, he might have thought so.
Then a hand came up with all its might and lightly brushed down the inside of Jungkook's legs. He shivered mo@ning helplessly.
Taehyung
You’re so wet just from touching your legs.
The rough hand went inwards, deeper. The mere touch of a strange man’s hand in the cracked crevice made Jungkook's body flinch.
Taehyung
It’s very sensitive if I touch it here. Isn’t it? ( one hand in Jungkook's pu&&y and other gr0ping and pinching his bre@sts )
Immediately he began rubbing Jungkook's moist center with his rugged fingertips. His fingers were cool, but the more they touched there, the more the heat seemed to rise somehow. As he touched Jungkook's sweet spot, his hips twitched slightly without him knowing it.
And then, just as he was about to say something, something slipped inside him..
Taehyung's finger, which had been playing with the area between his legs, was now slightly inside him. He felt his body stiffen as the thick, hard finger rubbed its way in.
He had never felt anything like this before. Taehyung saw the frozen jungkook and leaned to kiss him on his lips and stimulating his n!pples with his long fingers.
Jungkook's hums and moans were driving him more crazy. He was unable to control those sinful sounds as his all sensitive points were being abused to the point of being over sensitive and numb by Taehyung.
Sensitive spot 1 - color bone and neck getting harshly kissed and bit by Taehyung.
Sensitive spot 2 - N!pples were pinched and rubbed and twisted by him. ( Merciless! )
Sensitive spot 3 - Taehyung was finger!ng him restlessly.
How ruthless!
One finger was too much for him, but he moaned without hesitation as another, thicker and longer, dug in. Taehyung began to ****** in and out wildly.
Jungkook shouted as Taehyung repeatedly moved in and out as if he were trying to corner him. But his face, which seemingly told him to stop, was seriously tightened, as if he wanted to keep him there.
Jungkook
ngh~ aah~ mmm.. master mmm- master .
Two of his fingers, which had been moving so quickly, suddenly bent into a hook. When the fingertips, which he examined more and more insistently in this state, lightly touched a certain part, Jungkook's body shivered like a paroxysm.
The feeling was strange and almost crazy, Jungkook wanted to beg him to stop, also to go deeper at the same time. Taehyung could have just added, but he suddenly stuck out his fingers. Jungkook looked vaguely at his hand.
The bed was already completely wet with his sorrowful liquid, leaving a round mark between the widening bridges. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to hide.
Taehyung glanced at the destroyed innocence in front of him, under him. His heart did a summersault just looking at the heavy breathing, rising and falling chest, sweaty and glistening body and red flushed and most gorgeous face of Jungkook.
He couldn't resist and hovered over jungkook and again took both his lips into his own mouth. He was sucking and kissing him like he has been thirsty for them since birth.
While kissing he completely layed on Jungkook transferring his whole weight on him , pressing him more into the sheets. He intertwined his fingers with Jungkook's that was clutching the bedsheet . Slowly he brought the entwined hands and directed Jungkook's palm into his hairs.
Jungkook too lost and too wasted in the painful, shameful pleasure started stroking his master's hairs and carding his fingers through them while his other hand roamed on his n@ked back and neck like a lost puppy.
Taehyung took his full time in making those small lips of Jungkook swelled puffy and red and bleed slightly. Jungkook was looking exactly like a worn out rose, gasping for breath under him.
Taehyung left his lips and licked down further. Jungkook thought that maybe now its the turn of chest to he hampered, but no!
Before he could finish, Taehyung spread his legs and pulled them towards him. Jungkook was surprised to see a man much taller than him between his legs. It wasn’t just his body that was big, but also his manhood, which clung to his lower abdomen.
The reddish part was too long and large for him to accept, and the shiny tip reminded him of a slobbering beast of prey. A ravenous beast would prey his insides.
Jungkook
Hah~ wha-what if it doesn't go in-inside?
Taehyung
It’s up to me to widen the inside, and your share is to spread. So don’t worry about it and open it up. ( stroked Jungkook's entrance with his fingers )
As soon as the words had fallen out, he felt his part pass over the entrance. Jungkook sucked in an involuntary gulp of air. He wondered if Taehyung put something that big in him, he would split open.
Looking at his master with a nervous look on his face as Jungkook clutched the white sheet gently, Taehyung began to push his hard part inside him.
It only went in a little, but a great deal of pain was felt. The more his part was invading Jungkook's insides, the tighter his flower became.
Taehyung breathed low and frowned as he felt the resistance inside. When his hard part was halfway in, Jungkook could not hold back a cry.
And with so much effort that the bones of his white hand stood out against the sheet. He looked at Taehyung with anxious eyes, as if begging him to have mercy, begging him to let him go.
He felt Taehyung pushing further in. He tried to breathe out regularly. But the effort was short-lived, and as he pushed the pillar all the way in, the rough breaths came out all at once.
Jungkook's hands on the seat snapped open and his head tilted back exposing his neck and color bones and pushing his chest out. He had never imagined that accepting a man’s part would be so difficult and unmanageable.
Taehyung started to take out his part again, the last of which he had inserted. It was never easy to accept or pass on an intruder. It was a different kind of stimulation from coming in. Jungkook was relieved when he felt his hard part that was almost slipped out. But just when he thought it was over, he started to enter him again.
Words that had not been completed poured out of Jungkook's mouth, as Taehyung kept penetrating in and out nonstop inside him. Pleases, stops , nos and mo@ns were all that could escape those rose folds
The hand that had been tormenting his buds since half an hour, making them pointed and swollen red, went to the joint and began to roll quickly over the full, swollen protuberance. Every time he touched it, Jungkook felt like he was going crazy. A strange feeling rose in his stomach.
But Jungkook did not have time to worry about that, because Taehyung started to pound harder. His brows, which had seemed so relaxed, now furrowed. It was as if he was moaning.
Dull thumping and skin slapping sounds filled the room.
The Prince, who was supposed to be lying on this bed, was nowhere to be found, and he was in his place instead….
Where did it all go wrong…?
Instinctively wanting to escape, Jungkook tried to crept up, but to no avail. Taehyung grabbed his pelvis in his big hands. Dull thuds echoed through the bedroom. His mind went blank. All that was left of him was a primal sensation.
The more he struck, the more a strange sensation grew at the end of that pain. Every time he smashed it in, Jungkook felt as if something was rising up inside. Every time he tried to curl his legs in shame, Taehyung easily opened them and pushed in deeper.
The sensation was so raw and horrible that Jungkook wanted to run away, but he could only tilt his head and moan at the endless pleasure that washed over him like waves.
As soon as the aftermath thickened, something flowed into him. It was warm. Taehyung pulled his part out of Jungkook's center, which was strewn about like wet paper. Something that filled him inside disappeared and his seeds slid down through the gap.
Suddenly, Taehyung looked at him and saw Jungkook's eyes as wet as they were down there. His cheeks were as red as a person with a fever, and sweet breath continued to leak through his defenseless open lips.
Taehyung
Turn around, darling. ( grabbed Jungkook's waist and turned him around)
Taehyung
Lower your head, raise your hips high . . .
Second among those countless times. . .
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What is petticoat 🤔🙁
2022-06-20
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