~ ENEMY CLAIMED ⁰⁴ ~
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
All this from being manhandled by your enemy, you love this didn't you?
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* dropped to his 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝗲𝘀 behind him. *
𝗛𝗼𝘁. 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄. 𝗠𝗲𝘀𝘀𝘆. Right onto Jungkook’s exposed hóle.
The gasp that tore from Jungkook’s throat was sinful.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* rubbed it in, fingers circling, teasing. *
And then—two fingers shoved in.
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
* Cried out, forehead pressed to the steel, biting down on his lip to stay quiet. *
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
Still pretending you’re here for a mission? darling.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* Whispered. * Or are you ready to admit you’re just a little sl*t for me?
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
I’m—gonna take you down—”
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
You’re going to take this díçk. That’s what you’ll take. Wildfire.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* pulled his fingers out slowly—watching Jungkook tremble, empty and twitching. *
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
Aghh—motherfcker—ghmm—Kim.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
Shh baby Jeon, let your daddy undress himself for you.
Thick. Long. Rock hard. His cóçk hung proudly between his thighs, glistening at the tip.
Jungkook’s heart skipped.
He could feel it pounding in his ears, louder than the silence that wrapped the room like a noose.
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
Tf Kim it's fckin so 𝗯𝗶𝗴.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* chuckle * aww, stop being shy now it's all yours hmm sweetheart.
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
shy? Are you freaking kidding me, I'll cut your this big díçk if you even try come closer to me mf.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
Try more harder darling but I won't stop today, I'll make you mine for real.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* Taehyung’s hands tightened on his hips. His grip was firm, possessive, like he wasn’t just touching Jungkook—he was 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 him. voice dark and firm. *
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
𝙉𝙤 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙉𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙮.
Slow at first.
Deliberate.
Stretching Jungkook inch by inch until he was trembling, gasping against the cold vault.
Jungkook’s fingers curled uselessly behind him, still bound tightly. His head dropped forward, forehead pressing to the steel as a groan tore from his throat.
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
Ahh—Kim you motherfcker
* breathed, body shaking as he was filled so deep it hurt and melted at the same time. *
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* Spànk * it's 𝗗𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆 for you baby boy
Taehyung let out a ragged breath of his own, hands moving to hold Jungkook’s waist steady.
Every inch. Every vein. Every unforgiving thrust.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
God, you’re tight,
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* Muttered, voice thick with restraint. * 𝘈𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘧**𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦.
He didn’t thrust yet.
He just stayed there—𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽—feeling every twitch, every heartbeat from inside Jungkook.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
Still pretending you don’t want this?
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* Asked, lips brushing against Jungkook’s ear. *
Jungkook’s only answer was a whimper.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
I can feel you cleñching,
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* Chuckled, low and dark. * Your body knows who it belongs to—even if your mouth lies.
Then—𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲... 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻.
Jungkook cried out, legs nearly giving in, breath catching in his throat.
And Taehyung groaned, chest pressed to Jungkook’s back.
His movements started—slow and rough—thrústs deep and purposeful.
Every roll of his hips had meaning.
𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝘂̀𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
You’re mine, * growled, his hips snapping forward with brutal rhythm. *
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗼̃𝗮𝗻. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗵𝗼̃𝗹𝗲—𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦. * Whispered, pressing a kiss to the side of Jungkook’s sweaty neck. *
Jungkook’s lips parted in a móan he couldn’t stop.
His çoçk was hard and dripping, untouched between his thighs.
He didn’t know what was worse—the shame… or how good it felt.
Pleasure overtook pain. anger melted into need.
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
* Drool slipped down his chin. His knees shook. *
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
𝘚𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘺.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* Panted against his neck. * Say 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻.
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
I—I—fck—I’m yours—agmhh
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
* Panted, eyes fluttering shut. *
Taehyung froze for a beat.
Then smiled.
Cruel. Proud. Dark.
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
I’M YOURS! YOU AẞẞHOLE!!
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* leaned in, his lips brushing behind Jungkook’s ear, and he whispered, * good fcking boy
He fcked him hard, hips snapping, skin slapping against skin in loud, slick sounds that echoed through the steel room.
Jungkook was móaning openly now, body twitching uncontrollably.
The vault door shook beneath him.
Taehyung’s hands roamed—gripping, grabbing, bruising.
He bent forward, lips dragging down Jungkook’s neck, teeth sinking into skin again and again.
𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘀. 𝗣𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗸𝘀.
He bit deep on the base of Jungkook’s neck—then kissed it after.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
You’ll see this bruise tomorrow and remember who made you come undone.
Jungkook whimpered, barely holding himself up anymore.
Drool slipped from his lips, eyes rolling back as the pleasure overtook every other sense.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
You will, * snapped. * You’ll take every inch until I’m done.
He grabbed Jungkook’s chin, turning his head roughly for a kiss—raw and méssy, all tóngue and teeth.
Then—his híps slammed in hard. Once. Twice.
And then—
He came.
Deep inside, cóçk twitching as he filled Jungkook full—so much it leaked back out.
Groaning loud, head thrown back, he didn’t pull out.
Didn’t loosen his grip.
Didn’t stop.
He just stayed there—pressed to Jungkook’s trembling body, still breathing hard against his neck.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
You fit me perfectly,
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* Whispered against Jungkook's sweaty skin. * Like your body was made to be f**ked by me.
Jungkook slumped forward—shaking, wrecked, ruined.
And Taehyung still hadn’t let him go.
He stayed there, breathing against his shoulder, hands still possessively holding his waist.
Then—he kissed his spine.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
Next time you break in…
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
* Whispered, voice low and hoarse, * …𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴.
𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴
𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘧**𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥.
𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸
fck off Kim bàstard. * mumbled *
shameless author
𝐇𝐨𝐰'𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐭𝐰?? 🕷️
shameless author
𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 😭
𝐆𝐨𝐝… 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 / 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞
𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞!!
𝐌𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐞, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 ☺️🎀
𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨… 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐝 🥲 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨
𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 🤍
Comments