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.
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