Mr Kim's Bunny {NSFW}

In the room, Jungkook emerged fragrant from his bath and then stealthily entered the walk-in closet in his bathrobe. He rummaged around in a corner of the closet.

He pulled out a small box hidden very securely.

Jungkook looked at the box, took a deep breath, and then solemnly opened it.

The contents were revealed.

Rabbit ears, bells, a bunny outfit, and a small furry rabbit tail.

A flush spread across his face.

Jungkook calmly slapped his cheeks.

Blushing, he carefully took out each piece of the bunny outfit and slowly put it on, using the large full-length mirror nearby to dress up as the bunny.

When he was attaching the tail, Jungkook almost cried out of shyness. His hands were shaking with embarrassment, and he struggled several times to attach the tail, making the bell around his neck "jingle" each time.

With each jingle, Jungkook grew even more embarrassed.

Finally, the last piece was in place.

The door to the room was quietly opened.

The second floor was silent.

Very good.

Jungkook bit his lip, fingers clutching the door frame as he cautiously peeked out to observe.

No one was in the sight , everyone has gone to sleep in the side quater, unlikely to appear here suddenly.

Very good!

Jungkook clenched his fists to encourage himself. He suppressed his shyness, covering his somewhat embarrassing chest with his hand, and took each step toward the study.

The bells around his neck, and the anklets on his feet, made crisp sounds in the quiet corridor, making Qiao Shu even more nervous and shy.

The study door was closed.

A warm yellow light leaked from underneath.

Jungkook straightened his body, suppressed his embarrassment, struck a seductive pose he had practiced for a long time, and then took a deep breath. He raised his hand and knocked on the study door.

"Come in," came the response from inside.

Jungkook opened the study door.

He held onto the doorknob, peeking his head in slightly. The furry rabbit ears on his head swayed in the air, and the bells around his neck made crisp, unmistakable sounds with his movements.

Jingle

Taehyung looked up.

Jungkook extended his bunny hand, his face now flushed with nervousness.

He shyly parted his lips, "Mr. Kim~"

Jungkook: "The little bunny is hungry~."

Jungkook: "He wants to eat a big mushroom-"

The door swung wide open.

The rabbit Jungkook was completely exposed before Taehyung's eyes...

Jungkook in a bunny costume calling him “Mr. Kim”

The door creaked wider as Jungkook stepped in, the soft pad of his feet muffled against the rug. The anklets jingled lightly with each movement, delicate bells chiming like his racing heartbeat.

The moment Taehyung looked up, time seemed to freeze.

His gaze dragged slowly up from Jungkook’s trembling thighs, past the twitch of the furry tail strapped behind him, over the bare skin showing between the ribbons and fluff of his costume, to the flushed, sulky cheeks of his husband.

The bunny ears twitched.

Taehyung’s voice dropped, deep and smooth like dark honey.

“Well, well… what’s this now?” he murmured, closing the book in front of him with an audible snap.

Jungkook's fingers clutched at the edge of the door, eyes round, lips parted. “Mr. Kim…” he said, voice breathy and barely above a whisper. “Your little bunny is… hungry.”

Taehyung tilted his head slowly, his tongue swiping across his bottom lip, amused and utterly enthralled.

“Hungry?” he repeated, rising from his chair. He was still in his dress shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows, glasses low on his nose. “What kind of hunger are we talking about, baby?”

Jungkook looked away shyly, but his thighs rubbed together instinctively. “T-The kind that you like.”

That made Taehyung smile.

He crossed the room in long strides, slow and deliberate, as Jungkook backed up. Each step Taehyung took forward made Jungkook stumble a step back, until his back hit the door.

Trapped.

His breath caught.

“You’re blushing so hard, bun,” Taehyung said softly, eyes scanning every inch of Jungkook’s trembling form. “But you came all the way here dressed like this. For me?”

Jungkook nodded, then slowly reached up with shaking fingers to tug at the ribbon on his collar. The bell chimed again.

“I wanted to be good for you,” he whispered.

Taehyung placed one hand flat beside Jungkook’s head on the doorframe, leaning in close. Their noses almost touched.

“You’re always good for me,” Taehyung murmured. “But this?” He reached down, running a warm palm over the small of Jungkook’s back, brushing over the base of the bunny tail. “This is special.”

Jungkook whimpered softly, knees already wobbling under his husband's attention.

“Turn around for me, bun,” Taehyung said gently, but his tone left no room for disobedience. “Let me see all of you.”

Jungkook hesitated only a second before turning, his hands brushing against the wall as he faced it, tail now perfectly on display. Taehyung’s eyes darkened.

“Hands on the wall. Hmm, Good boy,” he praised, and Jungkook preened a little under his breath, embarrassed but happy.

Taehyung stepped closer, one hand running slowly down Jungkook’s back, tracing the curve of his spine through the soft sheer fabric. “You know,” he said, voice low and raspy, “I’ve imagined something like this. But you’ve outdone anything I could’ve dreamed.”

He leaned in, pressing a warm kiss to the nape of Jungkook’s neck, making the bunny gasp.

“I’m gonna touch you now, baby,” Taehyung whispered against his skin. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

Jungkook shook his head, breathless. “Don’t stop. Please don’t—ah!”

Taehyung’s hands wandered slowly, reverently, over Jungkook’s sides, thumbs brushing under the edge of the soft outfit. He was careful, teasing, taking his time as Jungkook squirmed under his touch.

“You’re shaking,” Taehyung whispered into his ear. “Do I make you that nervous, bun?”

Jungkook nodded, voice trembling. “Y-Yes, Mr. Kim… but I like it.”

That made Taehyung chuckle, dark and warm. “Then I’ll reward my brave little bunny.”

He turned Jungkook around suddenly, lifting him by the waist with ease and placing him on the large study desk behind them. The wood was cool against his thighs, making Jungkook jolt. Taehyung stood between his legs, pulling off his glasses and tossing them onto the desk.

His hands cupped Jungkook’s cheeks.

Their lips met—soft at first. Just a brush. A teasing promise.

Then again, deeper. Tongues meeting, breath mixing. Jungkook’s arms clung around Taehyung’s neck, his hips twitching forward, needy and desperate for friction.

“Mmh, Taehyung,” he moaned. “Touch me…”

“I am,” Taehyung said between kisses, trailing down Jungkook’s throat, where the bell lay snug against his collarbones. He tongued the little bell playfully, making it ring again.

Jungkook gasped.

Then Taehyung’s hands slipped lower, stroking Jungkook’s inner thighs, caressing him through the thin material of the bunny outfit until he was rutting forward, unable to stay still.

“So sensitive,” Taehyung murmured, pressing a kiss to his clothed length. “You got yourself worked up just dressing like this, didn’t you?”

Jungkook nodded, teary-eyed with embarrassment. “I-I kept imagining your reaction… your hands on me…”

Taehyung hooked his fingers into the waistband and slowly peeled it down.

“No more imagining,” he said. “I’m going to give you everything now.”

Taehyung knelt between Jungkook’s trembling thighs, sliding the soft, fluffy fabric of the bunny outfit down with careful hands. He pressed slow, open-mouthed kisses to every inch of skin he revealed — from Jungkook’s thighs to his lower stomach — savoring every little gasp and twitch his husband gave in return.

Jungkook's breath hitched. His hand flew up to cover his face, but Taehyung was quick to pull it away gently.

“No hiding,” Taehyung murmured, kissing his knuckles. “Let me see you.”

The flush on Jungkook’s cheeks deepened, ears twitching, lips parted and glossy. “It’s embarrassing…”

“You’re beautiful,” Taehyung said simply. “And mine.”

Jungkook whimpered at that, his head tilting back as Taehyung leaned in again and took his time — kissing and teasing his length, tongue flicking out over the tip in slow, languid strokes.

“Ah—Tae… Taehyung—” Jungkook gasped, toes curling, fingers clutching the edge of the desk.

“Hmm?” Taehyung hummed, sending vibrations through him. “You can take more, can’t you, baby?”

Jungkook nodded, breathless. “Y-Yes… I want it… I want you.”

“Good boy.”

Taehyung rose, licking his lips, unbuttoning his shirt with agonizing slowness. Jungkook watched, dazed and dizzy with arousal, his eyes locked on every inch of Taehyung’s exposed chest, the way his toned stomach flexed with each breath.

Taehyung’s belt came next, then the zipper.

Jungkook bit his lip and whispered, “I want to ride you.”

That made Taehyung pause. He raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

Jungkook nodded, cheeks still red, but his thighs squeezed together in anticipation. “The bunny wants to make Mr. Kim feel good…”

Taehyung chuckled darkly. “Then come here, little bunny.”

He helped Jungkook down from the desk and walked him slowly to the center of the room, where the plush carpet felt soft underfoot. He lay down, propped against the velvet chaise lounge, and held his hands out.

Jungkook climbed into his lap, straddling him, fingers trembling as he took Taehyung into his hand, lining them up.

Taehyung cupped his cheeks, looking into his eyes. “Tell me if it hurts. We stop if you’re not comfortable.”

“I’m ready,” Jungkook whispered. “I want all of you.”

With Taehyung’s hands firm on his hips, Jungkook slowly sank down, inch by inch. The stretch made him moan, thighs trembling as he adjusted. Taehyung hissed softly under his breath, his grip tightening.

“God, you feel so good…” he murmured. “So warm… always so perfect for me.”

Once Jungkook was seated fully, he paused — head tucked into the crook of Taehyung’s neck, panting.

“You okay, bun?”

“Yeah,” he breathed. “So full… I love it.”

Taehyung kissed his shoulder, then his neck, murmuring praises: “So pretty… so beautiful for me… my perfect baby.”

Jungkook slowly began to move, lifting his hips and rolling them forward again. Each motion drew soft, wet sounds from between them, and louder, shakier moans from Jungkook’s throat.

The bells jingled with every bounce — around his neck, at his ankles, the soft rhythm like a melody to their lovemaking.

“You’re doing so well,” Taehyung groaned, helping him ride, thrusting up just enough to meet each movement. “Taking me so deep… fuck, Jungkook…”

“M-Mr. Kim…” Jungkook sobbed out, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. “Please—kiss me—!”

Taehyung pulled him down and claimed his mouth again, tongue diving deep, messy and hungry, while Jungkook rocked against him faster.

Their rhythm built — heated, wet, full of skin slapping skin, lips parting, breath catching, bells chiming, and soft whimpers.

Taehyung’s hands gripped his thighs tight, anchoring him. “You close, baby?”

“Y-Yeah, yeah—I’m gonna—ah—”

Taehyung slid a hand down between them, curling fingers around Jungkook’s neglected length and pumping in time with their movements.

It only took a few strokes before Jungkook broke — head thrown back, moaning as he came between them, painting Taehyung’s stomach.

And Taehyung wasn’t far behind.

With one last deep thrust and a growl of his name, he spilled inside, arms wrapping tight around his trembling husband as he held him close through the aftershocks.

They stayed like that — bodies locked, sweaty, panting, and completely overwhelmed with love.

Taehyung ran his fingers through Jungkook’s hair gently, soothing the bunny ears as he pressed kiss after kiss to his temple.

“You’re incredible,” he whispered. “The prettiest little bunny I’ve ever seen.”

Jungkook let out a breathless laugh, still trembling. “I’m never doing that again.”

“You say that now,” Taehyung grinned, brushing their noses together, “but I saw the box in the back of the closet. There were other costumes in there, weren’t there?”

Jungkook covered his face with a groan. “I knew I should’ve hidden it better…”

Taehyung chuckled and kissed him again, pulling him close.

“Get ready, baby,” he whispered with a smirk. “Your Mr. Kim’s gonna ruin you every time.”

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