Third Person POV

"A moment, if you would." Namjoon paused.

"Not in my lab."

"My lab. Now get out."

"Fucking cunt."

"I dare you to say that again." Namjoon put his hands up in surrender and walked out, slamming the door to the lab shut.

Taehyung turned Jungkook. "No, we just did it last night--"

"I don't believe I was giving you a choice, baby."

"Ju--master, no. I haven't even gotten my pain meds yet!"

"Good thing, because you're about to be sore all over again."

"What!? N--ah!" Taehyung moaned suddenly as Jungkook grabbed his hair and yanked it back roughly, instantly attaching his mouth to the already marked skin.

Taehyung gripped the front of Jungkook's shirt, his head thrown back as Jungkook trailed behind his ear.

His good spot.

He could feel Jungkook smirking while he was kissing along Tae's jawline.

"Turn around for me, baby." Taehyung complied and turned, yelping when he was lifted and splayed out on the table, his chest pressed against the wood.

"You look so fucking delicious like this." Jungkook groaned out.

"M-master--" Taehyung arched his back as Jungkook slammed a hand over Taehyung's clothed ass.

Suddenly, his pants and underwear were ripped down and he was left bare for the man.

"So fucking gorgeous. All displayed out like a little whore for his master." Taehyung whimpered as another hand came down.

This time across his bare ass.

"Panties?" Jungkook mused. "Does my babygirl need some attention?"

Something happened within that moment.

Taehyung released a lewd moan at the name.
Jungkook paused, a smirk etched into his face.

"Ah...looks like you like that, huh babygirl?"

"P-please..." Taehyung begged.

"Hmm?"

"Touch me." Taehyung whined.

"Hmm?"

"Please, master. Touch me." Taehyung begged. He felt the need to be touched. To be devoured by this man.

"Does my babygirl deserve it?" He whispered in my ear.

Tae whimpered as Jungkook slowly eased a finger into his already quite abused entrance.

"M-master--"

"What has my babygirl done, hmm?"

Taehyung couldn't formulate a sentence as Jungkook shoved two fingers into his heat, thrusting them at a faster pace than Taehyung could manage.

"I don't think you deserve it, babygirl." Jungkook whispered lowly.

"M-master please!" Taehyung cried out, feeling his legs beginning to shake.

"Hmm...I'll think about it. How about you help me out and we'll see?" Taehyung nodded vigorously and turned, sliding off of the table on shaky knees.

He fell onto the ground and quickly unbuckled Jungkook's belt, pulling the clothing down, releasing the half hardened length.

"Come on, babygirl. Suck." Taehyung immediately complied and wrapped his lips around the girth of the younger.

He made quick work of moving his way down, bobbing his head and gradually pushing more and more into his mouth. Jungkook gripped his hair and suddenly thrust into his mouth.

Taehyung fought off his gag reflex by humming slightly, letting Jungkook do what he wanted.

Jungkook groaned softly, loving the feeling of his baby's lips wrapped around him. He loved the look crossing his baby's face as he fucked his mouth mercilessly.

But Jungkook pulled out, not wanted to come just yet.

"Back up on the table babygirl." Taehyung had to have Jungkook help him up as he didn't have a lot of control over his limbs right now.

He felt weak and numb everywhere.

In a good way, if course.

"You did so well, baby. Let master give you a reward." Taehyung breath hitched as he felt Jungkook's hot breath right next to his entrance. He choked on his next breath as he felt the warm muscle enter him.

"M-master--ah!" He cried out when Jungkook immediately stopped.

"I was going to give you a reward." Jungkook snarled. "But who gave you permission to move your hips?" He smacked Taehyung roughly. "Don't move." He growled out.

Taehyung heard a click of something and then the sound of small pieces of metal hitting the wood on the table.

His eyes widened when he felt cold metal against his inner thighs. "Have you ever been fucked by a gun before?" Jungkook pondered.

"M-master..."

"I want you to count. You won't cum. You won't move. And you will count." Taehyung nodded slowly, biting his bottom lip.

Suddenly the barrel was shoved into him and he screamed out in pleasure, arching his back at the feeling.

Jungkook moved it at a steady pace, roughly gripping Taehyung's hips with his other hand.

Suddenly, he stopped. "O-one..." Taehyung managed to cry out.

Jungkook nodded, feeling satisfied that Tae was listening to him.

He began to move the hand gun again, this time making sure to hit that special place.

Taehyung's arms buckled and gave out on him as he felt a wave of pleasure course through him.

He whimpered when Jungkook stopped. "T-two..."

He didn't know how long he'd last.

He just hoped Jungkook didn't do this forever.

Jungkook began again, this time thrusting the gun even more roughly into the elder. Taehyung felt tears slowly falling down his eyes.

It was almost too much for him.

"T...three..."

"Such a good babygirl..." Jungkook sighed out, removing the gun from the man. Taehyung almost cried in relief.

"M-master--"

"Shhh...let me take care of you now, babygirl." Taehyung whimpered as he felt Jungkook press against his entrance.

Jungkook entered him slowly, making sure he didn't go too far, hurt Taehyung too much.

When he was finally in, he began to move slowly. Taehyung whimpered and moaned softly at his almost careful movements.

Jungkook kept going at a steady pace, making sure to hit Taehyung's prostate.

When Taehyung began to moan more, Jungkook wrapped a hand around his length. "It's okay, babygirl, let it out."

With one last cry Taehyung came all over the table, moments later, Jungkook came inside of him.

The dom pulled out and turned Taehyung around, giving him a light kiss on his forehead.

"You did so well, babygirl. Let's get you cleaned up and we can go talk to Jimin, okay?"

Taehyung nodded as Jungkook picked him up.

He hadn't expected the younger to be so caring.