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Took you home, and I fucked you right there on the counter. No warning. No suggestion. No explanation. I just wanted to. And it felt good. I love you, baby.
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"Fuck you."
Jungkook was pissed at Taehyung. Like... Pissed. So angry that he could punch his head off. He was overflowing with anger and his blood was, at this point, literally boiling at 400 degrees.
They were in a car together, on the way home, and Jungkook had something in mind as for what he'd do to Tae when they got home...
As soon as Jungkook was through the front door of their shared house, Taehyung's arm was being dragged in by his hand. Their lips instantly smashed together and Kook hungrily kissed his boyfriend, the door slamming shut behind them. Pulling Taehyung to the kitchen, Jungkook already had his belt undone. No one was sure how he managed to do that.
Jungkook pressed Tae to the refrigerator and kissed on his neck, leaving marks and bruises along his shoulders and clavicle. He was manhandling Taehyung and Tae couldn't have loved it more.
Taehyung was aggressively yanked from the fridge by his shoulders and his shirt was immediately being torn off of his thin, tanned body. With his belt being fiddled with by Jungkook, Tae couldn't possibly be more afraid and excited at the same time as to what was to happen next. Jungkook was scary when he's angry, but the sex that came out of it was always amazing. Sometimes, Tae would piss Kook off on purpose, just to get his brains fucked out.
Without a warning, sign, or even hint, Taehyung felt his face hit the cold marble of the kitchen island. It didn't hurt, but it, obviously, wasn't pleasant to feel his face get hit onto a counter. The uncomfortable coldness of the marble lurked on Taehyung's right cheek, he could hear Jungkook undoing the zipper to his own jeans and pulling them down a bit. It terrified him. Then, before he knew it, his jeans were down to his ankles and the cold breeze of the kitchen blew across his naked body.
Three of Jungkook's fingers were pressed into Tae's mouth harshly, without signal. "Suck." And Taehyung waited no time in obeying his dominant partner, salivating all over his boyfriend's fingers all while being pressed against the kitchen counter where any of their other roommates could walk in at any moment. But that was all part of the fun, right? Jungkook's little exhibitionist.
Taehyung's crotch was being smashed against the edge of the counter, making him even more impatient. He was bent over, forwards, as Jungkook leaned all of his weight on him. It was making him hard and uncomfortable. He just wanted to be fucked already. Was that so much to ask for?
Once Kook's fingers were wet enough, they were all pushed deeply into Tae's hole simultaneously. Once again, no warning. They were moving so roughly, that Taehyung was nearly immediately moaning, unable to control himself.
"How do you like it, Tae? Huh? Does it feel good?" Jungkook teased.
"Please. P-please, Kook. W-want. W-want you're c-cock," Tae barely managed to choke out.
"Is that what you want my little slut?"
"Yes! Yes, Daddy, please!" Tae moaned.
"Not yet."
At that, Tae let out a long, piercing whine. Loud enough to make Jungkook slap a harsh, red handprint into his right, outer ass cheek.
Taehyung yelped in pain and surprise, not daring to whine or disobey his daddy for now. If there was one thing he knew, it was that he needed this and nothing was going to stop him from getting his daddy's dick. So he obeyed everything he was told until he got what he wanted. And surely enough, in no time, Jungkook was thrusting his big, hard cock into his small, fragile boyfriend.
"Ahh. D-daddy! Harder!"
Jungkook thrusted at an animalistic pace, all just to please his man. If he didn't love Tae so much, he probably wouldn't be listening to half of the things that he said at the moment. If he didn't love Tae, he'd probably be focusing the entire sex session on his own pleasure and how he felt. No work put into Tae, but of course, Taehyung was always Jungkook's weak spot. He'd do anything to please Taehyung.
Taehyung's face was hitting the counter rapidly and uncomfortably with every thrust that Jungkook gave. It was kind of painful, but why would he give up this kind of pleasure just because he was a little bit uncomfortable? So, he put up with it for a while.
Somehow, Kook hit his prostate perfectly with each and every thrust, giving Tae immense pleasure. He could've sworn that he saw stars at some point.
His eyes were rolling back and his lower half was numbed in pleasure. At that moment, nothing else mattered, but how much the two loved each other and how well each of them could pleasure one another. There was no way that Taehyung would be able to see his boyfriend's face or even body right now. His eyes were in the back of his head now and Kook was pressing his face to the table. But he knew that Kook would be a sweaty, sexy mess right now and just thinking about it could make Tae nut, completely untouched, right now. But Tae wanted to touch himself. Who wouldn't?
Just as Tae was reaching for his member, his hand was slapped harshly, whipping his wrist onto the counter.
"No touching, baby. Want you to come only from me."
With this information, Tae whined loudly, but obeyed, nonetheless. It was still very pleasurable and very much enough to make him ejaculate.
Tae was about ready to finish, when Kook took the words right out of his mouth.
"B-baby. I'm gonna come. Can I do it inside?"
"Yes, daddy." And strings of white were being released into Taehyung, filling him up entirely. "Fuck, baby. You ready to come?" Jungkook asked. Well... More so moaned aggressively rather than asked.
"Yes, daddy. Can I come?"
"Of course honey. You've been obedient."
At those words, Taehyung immediately came. All over the counter. All over the floor. And all over his chest. Globs of white smeared across his skin on the front and back. Jungkook pulled out of the elder and leaned backward against the refrigerator, leaving Taehyung completely fucked out on the counter.
Tae was naked, completely, and he couldn't stand even if he tried. He needed the support of the counter to even be held off of the ground. With his eyes closed and his hair a mess, Jungkook decided to help Tae into the bedroom before any of the other members came out of the room to see them.
"Wait, Kookie. I don't wanna shower. I want to sleep," Tae whined.
"You're a mess right now. I have to clean you up before you rest, okay? As soon as you have a shower, you can go to bed," Jungkook tried to reason.
"Fine. Can I pee first?"
"Yeah. I'll wait in the hallway."
"Alright. Thank you."
Taehyung awkwardly leaned along the wall for support as he peed because he absolutely could not stand straight by himself and Jungkook had just left the room. He knew for a fact that he looked absolutely dumb, but he needed to figure out some way to stand on his own.
When he was finished, he opened the door, informing Jungkook that it was okay to enter into the bathroom with him and have a warm shower.
Jungkook did most of the work in terms of the two washing themselves. Taehyung could barely keep his eyes open. He was literally falling asleep whilst standing up. Jungkook cleaned him up from top to bottom, leaving him fresh.
After the shower, Taehyung was done for. He had no energy left. None. He fell into Kookie's arms and closed his eyes. "I wanna sleep Kook."
"It's okay, baby. Rest. I'll take you to our bed."
"Thanks."
Less than an hour later, Jin came bursting into the room, awakening Jungkook from his peaceful sleep. However, Tae was knocked out. Nothing could wake him.
"Why the fuck is there cum on the counter?!" Jin yelled.
"Why do you assume it's cum? And why do you assume that it was us?" Jungkook asked groggily in response.
"Because the other 5 of us were playing video games together in Namjoon's bedroom! Go clean up that mess. I know semen when I see it. Remember, I'm a guy and I live with 6 other men. I know that's fucking cum. You and Tae better clean it, right now, or I swear to god..."
"You swear to god, what?"
"I'll beat your ass. I cook in that kitchen, you fucking nasties."
"Okay, whatever."
"Have it cleaned within the next hour."
"Kay. Got it."
Jin slammed the door shut, loudly and abruptly, but Taehyung still slept peacefully. Jungkook went to go clean their mess, leaving a sleeping Tae in the bed alone. He decided not to wake Tae because he understood that the boy would be exhausted.
After the mess was cleaned and everything was taken care of, Jungkook went back to the bed. Tae, even though sleeping, recognized his body immediately and cuddled up against him. They slept warm and cozily together in their shared bed.