Oh he was fucked.

Taehyung was so fucked.

Literally.

He slumped his shoulders and turned away from the piercing gaze of Jungkook as the man sitting beside him rambled on about some nonsense.

It wasn't the fact that the man was talking to him, really, that Taehyung knew he was fucked.

It was the fact that the man sitting beside him had his hand firmly rested upon his thigh.

And Jungkook saw.

Taehyung was scared shitless at that moment, knowing that he was going to get it when they got home. He was going to get it bad.

Excited shivers ran down his spine as he continued to half ignore Jungkook's glare, but dread also began to seep into his bones as he realized just how fucked over he really was.

"Hey." Taehyung snapped his head up, his eyes meeting the man's in front of him. "You paying attention to me, beautiful?" The man smiled at him and Taehyung bit his bottom lip.

"Y-Yeah. I...actually have to go. There's someone looking for me..." Taehyung moved to stand up, but the man grabbed his wrist, keeping him from moving away.

"What's the rush, beautiful? Surely whoever you're meeting can wait longer."

Taehyung shook his head. "I'm sorry, they really can't. It was nice talking to you, though-"

"Now don't be like that-"

"I believe he doesn't wish to be around you anymore." Taehyung trembled from the deep and commanding voice that came from behind him.

He felt Jungkook press his chest against his body, wrapping a possessive arm around his waist. "So if you would be so kind as to let him go." The man said, glaring at the other man still holding onto Taehyung's wrist, eyes wide with shock.

"O-of course, s-sir. Jeon." The man quickly bowed and scurried says as fast as he could.

Taehyung almost wished he hadn't gone.

Because now he was alone with Jungkook. With a slow inhale, he turned and faced Jungkook, his eyes holding all the guilt to show he knew he had done something wrong.

"Are you defying me now that I've given you some freedom, baby girl?" Jeon asked, his voice still low and husky.

"N-no..."

"Then what was that? You letting other men touch you now, Babygirl? He obviously saw that you were mine-" Jungkook brushed a hand lightly against Taehyung's skin, his neck which was covered in his marks. "Yet he chose to ignore it and you let him?"

The sub shivered from the intensity of the moment, zoning out a bit into his thoughts, not realizing that Jeon was dragging him away from the party until he was shoved into the back of a tree.

Taehyung blinked, confused, and looked around. They were in the bushes, located directly behind the party, and he was pressed against a tree. Even though the shrubbery was taller than him, Taehyung could still see the people walking past.

"W-wha-"

"You'd best be quiet unless you want someone to see you." Jeon whispered lowly into his ear, pressing his chest against Taehyung's.

Taehyung whined as Jungkook reached down, suddenly grabbing his crotch and squeezing. Taehyung instantly began to become aroused by the touch, shoving his forearm into his mouth and resting his head against the tree trunk in an effort to keep quiet.

Jeon was unrelenting, stroking the sub through his pants, whispering small, dirty things into his ear to arouse him even more, make him squirm and whine.

Taehyung desperately tried to be silent, but the feeling of Jungkook stroking him and telling him the things he would do to him...it was too much. He released a high pitched whine, suddenly shifting his hips backwards, rubbing his ass needily against Jeon's groin, wanting more.

The dom chuckled lowly. "Babygirl, are you getting needy?" He asked, his voice low. Taehyung nodded quickly, his eyes widening when he saw someone walk directly past the small little space they were hiding in.

They were laughing and talking to someone else, completely unaware of what was happening on the other side.

"Well, I suppose I could fuck you..." Jeon whispered huskily. "...if you can keep quiet." And suddenly, Taehyung was turned, his chest shoved into the trunk of the small tree this time, his hips angled outwards. Jeon's hands rested on his hips, running up and down slowly, savoring the way Taehyung was squirming and begging for more, but also silently pleading for him not to do this.

He grinned sadistically and ripped the man's pants down, his underwear with it, to bare his lower half to him. Jeon let his hands roam the man's ass, pinching it occasionally to get a squeak out of his sub.

"Babygirl, this is a punishment. If I knew you were such a dirty slut for attention, I would have just shoved your pants down and fucked you real good at the bar." Jungkook smirked as Taehyung moaned lowly, trying desperately not to make a noise. "Or perhaps it's just the thrill of being caught, hmmm?" He mused, suddenly dipping the tip of his index finger inside of the man, eliciting a surprised squeak from him, something a little too loud for his liking.

"M-master...please, not here." Taehyung bit out.

"Why? You didn't seem to mind when that other man was eye fucking you like you were his fucking meal. You're my meal, Babygirl, and you don't seem to understand that. Therefor I'm going to show them all whose slut you are...and it's your choice whether they actually see you or not." Jungkook grinned once more, shoving his index finger fully inside of the man. "Make some noise for me, Babygirl, come on." He sang softly.

But Taehyung shook his head, refusing to make a sound. He tried to even out his breathing, but gasped when he felt the smack of Jeon's hand, connecting with his ass harshly. A low whine filled the space, louder than Taehyung expected it to be.

The quiet music playing in the background of the party would do little to nothing to hide Taehyung's moans and cries of pleasure if he were to become louder.

"Aw, that was so disappointing, Babygirl. You were supposed to whine and moan like the bitch and hungry slut you are." Jeon sighed, as if disappointed and suddenly, another finger was shoved inside of a Taehyung, thrusting in and out and scissoring occasionally.

The process of stretching him out continued, Jeon occasionally smacking his ass, leaving red marks on the otherwise unblemished skin. Taehyung was struggling to keep quiet, even the hand practically shoved into his mouth not doing much for him.

When Jeon finally pulled away, Taehyung sighed in relief. But that only caused a low, sadistic chuckle to sound from a Jungkook. "Oh Babygirl...did you think we were done?"