Whispers Of Love - Taekook
Am i a replacement? (5)
The midday sun streamed in through the open window.
Jungkook was lying on the left side of the bed, uncomfortably tossing and turning. He was licking his lips, scratching his body and humming in sleep.
As he was pulling the covers up to the top of his head to avoid the light penetrating through his closed eyes, he suddenly opened his eyes wide at the ominous energy running down his spine.
He pulled down the covers and looked at the window, and before he knew it, the sun was shining in the middle of the sky, and Jungkook sat up in surprise.
He lowered his legs under the bed thinking that he should get up, and that’s when he felt a throbbing pain under him. It wasn’t just that. His whole body felt like he was beaten up. Suddenly, the image of himself from last night flashed through his mind. It made him shudder.
Last night, when he had surrendered his body on behalf of the prince’s, it was as clear to him as if it just happened, despite its lack of reality, and the traces left all over his body by his hungry beast master proved it vividly.
Last night, he slumped down like a dog and raised his hips high as his master ordered.
His master Taehyung was tireless, he pounded his flower at the same rate as it was at the beginning. If jungkook looked like he was struggling, he would just take a fleeting break, and if jungkook thought he was second-guessing, he would again grip his hips relentlessly with his large hands.
Taehyung's body finally shuddered with pleasure, as he poured his seeds into him. jungkook thought it was finally over, but for some reason, Taehyung didn’t get his manhood out.
Then he began to push his swollen part inside again. He had teased jungkook so many times during the night, and he finally let him go when jungkook had no energy left to moan about. His eyes still looked cold as he met Jungkook before leaving the bedroom.
Jungkook couldn't help but feel giddy and shy and he covered his face with both his palms. Even in that large room where he was alone, he feared that someone might see those deep red cheeks and morning blush red in them. He felt like a devoured flower.
He slowly traced his fingers on his ***** body and touched his face and lips repeatedly. He encircled his own arms around himself and hugged himself with a shy smile.
But then, his eyes traveled around and a thought struck him.
Should he feel this? Is this feeling his own? He m@de love with his master right? He did it because. . because. . .because his wife wasn't there. Oh yeah master!
He is just a master to him. He is just his mere slave. A slave , should he feel these for his master?
After a few moments, Jungkook managed to pick up his clothes and put them on, and waited anxiously for the prince to return, trembling with anxiety.
However, the Prince did not return until dawn, and jungkook had to return to his room so as not to give the other maids any unnecessary misunderstandings. After a while, he intended to go to the Prince’s bedroom again, but as soon as he lay down on the bed, he fell fast asleep as if he had fainted.
When he finally got up, he hurried to put on his servant’s clothes, and approached the mirror in the corner.
He began arranging his disheveled hair with his small paws and tucking them behind his ear properly.
Then she noticed the red and purple marks on his color bones.
He remembered how relentlessly Taehyung had sucked up here yesterday. He lowered his hand as if possessed by something and searched carefully for the powder to hide it. He couldn't help but shy out smile a little while tracing the marks.
But the other second when his heart questioned him If he should feel this or if he was really the one deserving it, his smile faded and eyes saddened.
His first time was a man he admires, but should he ?
Taking orders from maids , Jungkook ran to the garden and he saw the face he had so desperately wanted to see last night. It was an unbelievable sight. Prince Jimin was sitting at a table inside a garden of red roses, enjoying his afternoon tea.
She felt her heart sank for some unknown reason and shook his head to ignore the thought. He ran to prince jimin.
Park Jimin
Aren't you late ?
Jungkook
Sorry, Prince. I overslept. ( bows )
Park Jimin
I didn’t want to wake you. Sometimes people just have to have a good night’s sleep, don’t they? ( smiles at Jungkook)
Park Jimin
Jungkook, don't be nervous. I said it genuinely. ( pats Jungkook's head )
The nobles usually thought of the common people and servants as nothing more than a footnote. They were pampered when they had to, and were always ready to toss them aside like a spent music box when the day came that they went against their nerves. Jungkook thought it would be the same for the prince, but he was a little different from them.
But then, a low, familiar voice came from behind him.
He glanced to the side and saw a large man standing there. The first face he had seen since last night made his heart throb.
Taehyung
I stopped by to have some tea. ( smiles at Jimin but didn't even glance at Jungkook)
Park Jimin
How do you like your tea? ( smiled to Taehyung who sat with him)
Taehyung
Anyway you make. ( laughs a little )
Park Jimin
( laughs along )
But Taehyung's behavior and voice seemed like nothing had happened. Jungkook grabbed his dress hem tightly and took a couple of steps back.
Tears accumulated in his eyes when he desperately wanted his master to even spare him a look atleast , but he was busy with his "wife".
Why should he look at a slave? Why should he glance or smile or be gentle towards a slave? He should be with his wife. He should be lovey dovey with him.
But last night, he wasn't his wife with whom he spent that er0tic night. Then that person is no one?
But suddenly Jimin's cheerful voice brought him out of trance as he blinked to avoid the tear from rolling down .
Park Jimin
You know Daegu never had such sweet teas. They were bit bitter.
Park Jimin
( pouts and says)
Taehyung
You are really honest .( smiles fondly at him )
Jungkook was confused, and tried to use his brain, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t figure out the complicated situation. The only thing he was sure of was that Taehyung did not look at him in the slightest.
Jungkook
Um... Prince what happened last night? ( asks nervously)
Park Jimin
That . . last night.. .wait
Park Jimin
Were you, by any chance, worried about me? ( smiles in a funny way and asks wiggling his eye brow )
Jungkook
Of course . . .how couldn't I? I worried to death. ( exclaims )
Park Jimin
Wow. . you are so good Jungkookie. I am happy. ( hugged jungkook )
Jungkook
( became nervous at once cause noble can't hug slaves)
Park Jimin
I like it when someone cares about me. In fact, there weren’t many people like that in Daegu. ( broke the hug and said , his eyes were sad )
Jungkook
You’re a prince, but why is no one worried? You’re so noble and beautiful. ( says gently )
Park Jimin
Do I look noble and beautiful to you? ( asks with a sad smile )
Park Jimin
How old are you?
Park Jimin
what do you think about trapping a boy who was noble in a cold valley without a speck of light until he was 22 years old? ( his smile vanished and eyes became sad)
Jungkook
( stood their dumbfound and looked at the prince with sympathy)
Park Jimin
The one who freed me, and brought me out was Taehyung. ( melancholy ruled his voice)
Park Jimin
He kept his promise. ( looked down )
Jungkook
promise ( frowned )
Park Jimin
He brought me out. He did what he had said. ( smiles a little )
Jungkook
You both knew each earlier? ( when he asked this his heart had suddenly felt heavy )
Park Jimin
Am grateful to him. ( says shyly)
At the jimin's words, Jungkook felt guilty and bit his lip to control the sob. The prince may or may not have known what he had done with the Count last night.
Although it was by his master’s order, the fact that he had wrapped himself with him in the room without a bride was not something that could be withheld.
Park Jimin
The Count is nothing but my savior.
Looking at the prince's innocent face, Jungkook smiled without being able to add anything with his teary eyes, palms tightly griping the dress .
Jungkook
* The count is his. The count is the prince’s *
After finishing dinner, the prince asked for a cup of tea. No, there were too many varieties to call it a cup. A cup “each” would have been more accurate. He asked for five different kinds of teas, each with a different temperature.
Jungkook went to the kitchen to elaborate on his order and returned to the Prince’s room, but the door did not open. By the time he sensed the ominous feeling and banged on the door madly and got the key from another servant, it was already too late.
When he opened the door, only the curtains were fluttering through the open window, and the prince had disappeared again.
He didn’t expect this would happen once again.
He didn’t think he would be waiting for his master in front of the prince’s bedroom again like this! His hands were sweaty and his throat was thirsty as the casual footsteps approached.
Jungkook
He isn't here. he is out.
Taehyung
For a night walk ?
Jungkook
( hesitated and didn't look at Taehyung and kept looking down)
Taehyung
( He wasn’t as angry today as he was yesterday, but his expression and demeanor were cold and not very reassuring. )
Jungkook
No. . not at all. I just turned away and this happened. ( pouts and looks down while saying)
Taehyung
( smirks while looking at Jungkook's features and sits on the bed)
Taehyung
What's your duty?
Jungkook
My job is to wipe the banisters, sweep the floor, help set up for the teatime, and serve the Prince. ( looked up with wide eyes and said , but he was very cute unintentionally)
Jungkook
Ah..ah..Oh! Help the maids diligently, as a member of the mansion….( says remembering it )
Taehyung
No. . no. no .. no-no( interrupted nonchalantly)
Taehyung
All you have to do is serve your master. ( says sexily)
Jungkook
( got startled and immediately looked at Taehyung with wide doe eyes and parted lip)
Taehyung
(He gestured casually between his legs with his eyes.)
Jungkook
( silently and meekly walked to him )
Jungkook
( he didn’t know what to do or what to think. It was one thing to remember in his head, it was too different to act directly. he was on his knees between Taehyung's legs, just staring up at him. )
Taehyung
From now on, when the prince goes out for his evening walk, I will hold you instead. ( says with smirk while fondling with Jungkook's earlobes)
Taehyung
It’s your turn to undress me. ( pulls jungkook on him)
And it ended up in Taehyung teaching Jungkook how to suck him down there, how to hold, take it in your mouth and pleasure the master. He taught everything to him in detail.
Taehyung could bet on anything to have jungkook give him the look which he gave him while sucking and g@agging on his manhood. Eyes teary, red glossy slippery lips moving along the length of his member. Eyes having a pleading expression. Cheeks hollows with every deep suck. And upon all the pleasure and stimulation of that immature cavern. .
Oh Taehyung could now go to any extent to have jungkook suck him.
And when Jungkook thought that they were done for today as Taehyung slid his hood out of his mouth, he heard that deep voice command him to get on the bed.
His large hands took over and began to unbutton his shirt as he again ate his breath, lips and tongue away hungrily.
It was the second night.
Comments
jk
pls don't break koookie heart/Scowl//Grimace/
2024-04-02
1
Snow Light
what the heck is going on 😑
2023-10-07
0
Sitara🦚
Oh to make your own bias hurt my author needs an Grammy for this melancholy Jimin
2023-08-02
2