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The stadium was still roaring with screams when they got into the blacked-out car. Jungkook didn’t say a single word the entire ride to the hotel. The second the door to their suite clicked shut, he exploded.
“During ‘IDOL,’ in the Olympic torch relay part… you gave water to her mouth. You poured it slowly, looking at her like it was something intimate. Millions of people filming. I was right next to you, Taehyung.”
Taehyung took off his heavy jacket slowly, eyes already darkening.
“It was just water, Jungkook. She was overheating.”
“Just water?” Jungkook laughed bitterly, yanking his shirt off. “It looked like you wanted to fuck her mouth in front of the whole world.”
He was being an absolute brat on purpose — sharp tone, arms crossed, eyes flashing with jealousy.
Taehyung stepped close, grabbing Jungkook’s chin roughly.
“You’re really asking to get fucked stupid tonight, huh?”
Jungkook smirked, defiant.
“Maybe I should pour water into someone else’s mouth tomorrow. See how you like watching.”
That was it.
Taehyung slammed him against the wall, hand wrapped around his throat, kissing him brutally. He bit Jungkook’s bottom lip hard enough to draw a whimper, shoved his tongue deep, and when Jungkook’s mouth opened in a moan, Taehyung spit thickly inside.
“Swallow, you jealous little slut.”
Jungkook swallowed, eyes watering with arousal.
Taehyung dragged him to the bed and threw him face-down. He ripped Jungkook’s pants and underwear off in one harsh pull, exposing his perfect ass. A brutal series of slaps rained down, turning both cheeks bright red and hot.
“This ass is mine. Only fucking mine.”
He spat multiple times right into the cleft, thick saliva dripping down. Spreading Jungkook’s cheeks roughly, he spit directly onto the twitching hole, then buried his tongue inside, fucking him with it messily while saliva ran down his chin and Jungkook’s thighs. Jungkook was moaning loudly, pushing back desperately against Taehyung’s face.
Two fingers shoved in without mercy, then three, stretching him open, nailing his prostate with every thrust. Taehyung kept spitting more saliva whenever the hole got less wet, the obscene wet sounds filling the room.
“Look at this greedy hole winking for me… so fucking desperate for my cock.”
Jungkook was whimpering, fists clenched in the sheets.
“Tae… fuck me already… please—”
“Shut the fuck up. You’ll take what I decide to give you.”
Taehyung flipped him onto his back, gripped his face with one hand, and spat several times into his open mouth. Then he shoved his thick cock down Jungkook’s throat, face-fucking him roughly, balls slapping against his chin as drool poured down Jungkook’s neck and chest.
“That’s it… choke on my cock. This mouth is only good for this.”
When Jungkook was red-faced and a complete drooling mess, Taehyung pulled out and lined up at his soaked entrance. He spat once more on his cock and slammed in to the hilt in one brutal thrust.
Jungkook cried out, back arching.
Taehyung didn’t give him time to adjust. He started pounding with vicious force, the bed slamming against the wall. He held Jungkook’s thighs spread wide, leaning down to spit into his mouth every few thrusts.
“Who owns this tight ass?”
“You! Fuck— Hyung, you!”
“Louder, you little whore.”
“My ass is yours! Only yours!”
Taehyung fucked him even harder, hand tightening slightly around Jungkook’s throat. He stroked his cock roughly, bringing him right to the edge… then stopped.
“Not yet. You don’t deserve to cum yet.”
He edged Jungkook over and over until the younger was crying from frustration and need.
Only then did Taehyung flip him onto all fours, yank his hair like reins, and slam back in even harder, deep punishing thrusts that made Jungkook scream.
“Cum on my cock, you fucking brat. Cum right now.”
Jungkook came with a broken shout, body shaking violently, cum splattering the sheets.
Taehyung didn’t stop. He kept pounding into the oversensitive hole, short brutal thrusts, until Jungkook was babbling incoherently.
In the second round Taehyung lay on his back and pulled Jungkook on top, forcing him to ride. He gripped his hips hard and made him bounce roughly, snapping his own hips up to meet every drop.
“Ride it, fuck. Show me how bad you want my cock.”
Jungkook, exhausted and sensitive, bounced and grinded while Taehyung spat on his cock and jerked him fast. He came a second time, cum dripping onto Taehyung’s abs.
In a third and final round Taehyung put him on his side, one leg held high, fucking him deep and slow at first, then fast and savage. He spat into his mouth, bit his shoulder, sucked dark marks into his neck.
Finally, Taehyung buried himself to the hilt and came with a deep groan, flooding Jungkook’s ass with thick, hot cum, so much that it leaked out around his cock.
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The intensity vanished instantly.
Taehyung pulled out slowly, watching the wrecked, puffy hole and the cum dripping out. He scooped Jungkook up gently and carried him to the shower.
He washed every inch of him with care — hair, back, ass (touching very softly), kissing every mark he’d left: bites, hickeys, finger bruises.
“I’m sorry I was so rough… but you drive me crazy when you get jealous like that.”
Jungkook, boneless and hoarse, pressed his face into Taehyung’s chest.
“I liked it… but now I’m destroyed.”
Taehyung chuckled softly, dried him with a fluffy towel, then carefully applied cooling ointment to his red ass and sensitive hole.
He laid Jungkook on the bed, brought water, juice, chocolates, and fruit. Fed him bite by bite, kissing between each one.
Then he pulled Jungkook on top of his chest, covering them both with the duvet. He stroked his hair slowly, massaging his back, kissing his forehead, eyelids, and swollen lips.
“I love you so fucking much, Jungkook. You’re the only one. No one will ever come close to what I feel for you. I’m sorry I made you jealous today.”
Jungkook smiled sleepily, tracing the tattoos on Taehyung’s chest.
“Love you more… even when you fuck me like you’re trying to break me.”
Taehyung held him tighter, whispering sweet praises until Jungkook fell asleep completely safe and satisfied in his arms.