Long ass chapter. enjoy!

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~Present time~

Taehyung fumbled around his office rearranging things and cleaning cum stains from different furnishes. The pens, files and the small figures that used to have habitat atop his ebony table were scattered everywhere on the table and the floor. There was a drying cum stain on the table. Jeongguk's cum. Taehyung scrunched his nose in disgust and started wiping the table with some wet tissues. The couch he and Jeongguk fucked on was another mess.

That little prick. Doesn't even know how to clean after himself. Taehyung thought as he rearranged his stuff. From the look of the room, anyone can see that he and Jeongguk had had it pretty wild. He smirked at the memory and continued cleaning. He couldn't even call the cleaning staff because everyone knows that he and Jeon were having a meeting earlier and he wasn't even used to cleaning anything in the first place.

He cursed under his breath.

A loud curse escaped his lips when he saw the discarded condom on the floor. If an old lady heard his swearing, she'd probably faint. He picked it up and disposed it in his dustbin after wrapping it in some tissues.

After everything looked normal, he sprayed his Chanel perfume around the table and couch, just in case the place reeked of sex.

He settled down on his office chair when everything seemed settled and sighed to himself. He was about to close his eyes for a minute before starting his work again when the door to his room barged open revealing his assistant.

"You look pretty calm for someone who'd just had a forced encounter with his enemy" Jimin said cheerfully, grinning from ear to ear. Taehyung wasn't in the mood for small talk with anyone. He wanted to get angry at the shorter blond but it was literally impossible to get angry at Jimin. His eyes had turned into crescents as now that he was grinning and his cheeks looked so round and squishy.

Taehyung cracked a laugh seeing his best friend so cheerful, his anger and stress caused by Jeongguk now nonexistent.

"It went fine, I guess" Taehyung answered.

Jimin chuckled, hardly believing Taehyung. Nothing ever went well between Taehyung and Jeongguk. Usually if they started talking for more than 20 minutes, an argument would turn into a fight. Jimin was too familiar with these kind of events. "So what did you guys discuss? What's the plan for the conference?" Jimin said, pulling a chair in front of Taehyung's table for him to sit.

That's when Taehyung knew, he fucked up. Like shit, they didn't talk about the conference at all. Well at least they didn't talk anything important. They literally started fucking before they could even start a proper discussion and didn't get to plan the conference at all. Ah fuck... Taehyung closed his eyes shut.

"What?" Jimin said, sensing Taehyung's discomfort.

Taehyung hated lying to Jimin but he can't tell Jimin that he lost his self-control and fucked his enemy. It's not like Taehyung didn't trust Jimin with his secrets but this was beyond shameful. He was so ashamed of himself that he didn't think he could word out the worst thing he'd done in his life. Not even to his best friend.

"We didn't, um..., we didn't get to plan anything much. The fucker started to argue about stupid shit" Taehyung said. Well it was partially true because if they didn't argue maybe they wouldn't have had sex.

"Dude you guys were in here for like three hours, man" Jimin said in disbelief.

"Yeah yeah I know, man but you know about us. Seriously what was the president thinking? We could never come to agreement on anything. Like, ever" Well, at least they were able to agree that Jeongguk was going to bottom.

"Ok whatever you say, man" Jimin said. "By the way, why does it smell weird in here? Like perfume and... something else?"

Taehyung's heart started beating faster. "What do you mean?"

"I don't know, man. Smells weird"

"Heh" Taehyung chuckled. "Probably smells like rat because that Jeon rat was here" He laughed it off.

Jimin shrugged. "Hey by the way, since it's Friday do you want to go clubbing tonight? We didn't have a good fuck this whole week. Since it's been hectically busy. Maybe chug down some beers and cool off a little?"

That sounded like a good idea. At least the part about cooling off. He needed that. But he'd just had had a good fuck not twenty minutes ago.

"Not today, Jimin. Beomgyu is coming home today from collage for his summer vacation and we're having a family dinner tonight. Sorry I can't come" It was true. Taehyung's younger brother, Beomgyu is coming home today and his mother is all about catching up on him and having some family time.

"Oh it's today? It's fine. I wanted to meet him too. I haven't seen him in a long time" Jimin said.

"You know you're free to join us. You're family too" Taehyung said, smiling.

"I know but nah. You guys should catch up on yourselves. I'll meet him later"

"You sure?"

"Positive"

Taehyung nodded. "Hope you'll be able to smash Min Yoongi tonight then" Taehyung said, smirking.

"Dude, what the fuck? That grandfather? Ew no thanks. I'm straight"

Taehyung laughed. Straight. "He's only 26, dude. Besides putting you and straight in the same sentence is a crime"

"I've never hooked up with a guy before"

"God bless that ass, then"

"Fuck off, Tae. I hate him. Besides he works for Jeon. I don't want to be anywhere near anyone who works with Jeon"

"Whatever you say, Chim, but I've seen him looking at your ass"

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Let's stop talking about my ass, please. Will you come tomorrow?"

"Yeah, sure. I do want to cool off a little" Taehyung said.

"Awesome!" That blinding smile again. It seemed to radiate happiness. Taehyung couldn't help but grin in return.

"Chim, I was thinking about going a little early today. Is that fine?"

"Yeah, of course. You don't have any other appointments today"

Taehyung nodded and stood up from his chair. Jimin stood up with him and they were about to walk towards the door. They were chatting and they didn't hear the door open and-

"Oppa!"

A loud squeaky voice screamed making both males look at the source of the sound. Then the loud annoying noise of heels tapping against the hardwood floor was heard as the lady who had entered made her way towards Taehyung. Both males were frozen in place and watched her with wide eyes. Her short, pink girly dress swayed with every step she took. Pink hairpins decorated her shiny black hair. She swayed her hips as if she was walking down a catwalk. She had tons of makeup on her face and her lips were painted in a bright shade of red. Taehyung thought that it didn't match her outfit. A pink choker was around her neck. Who even wears a pink choker?

She came towards Taehyung and wrapped an arm around Taehyung's torso. Taehyung had to look down to meet her eyes as she was about one and a half heads shorter than him. Her thin lips painted in that disgusting red color, that in no way matched her complexion, thinned furthermore as they curved into a smile. She batted her fake, long eyelashes at him and said,

"Oppa!" Once again. Taehyung visibly tensed. He wanted to scream Cringe alert! but this girl was holding him in place, with her thin arm wrapped around him. He wanted to push her away but he couldn't do that, much less move at all without making her fall.

Taehyung stood frozen in place and at last he found his voice.

"What are you doing here, Miss Kim?" Taehyung tried to act calm as he got hold of the girl's arm and untangled it from his torso. Then he took a step back, hoping to get some fresh air. He was being poisoned by the girl's strong perfume.

"Oppa, shall we go on a date?" She said pouting.

"No, Miss Kim" Taehyung said calmly.

"Tae Tae, stop calling me Miss Kim. And why not?"

"Because we aren't dating, Jennie" Taehyung sounded exhausted. After all that sex with Jeongguk he was tired and he wanted to go home. And Jennie was being a pain in the ass.

Kim Jennie was the sister of Kim Namjoon. Namjoon was a good friend of Taehyung. He was the CEO of RM Corporation. But both their families had been friends for generations. Jennie was an annoying bitch and had been coming after Taehyung since she was sixteen. Taehyung coped with her for the sake of Namjoon and his friendship. It's just that Jennie wasn't his type.

"But you should take me on a date" Jennie said, pouting.

Taehyung sighed again, trying not to show his anger. It truly had been a shitty week for him and his only form of pleasure had been Jeongguk earlier. Now with Jennie in front of him, talking bullshit, he felt all that exhaust creeping up to him again. He felt exasperated.

He licked his lips and closed his eyes, a gesture he had practiced unconsciously when he's trying to contain his anger. He looked at Jennie dead in the eyes and said," Not today, Jennie. Not ever" and walked out of the room.

By the time Jimin caught up with Taehyung, he had already reached the lift. "Don't you think you were a little too harsh on her?" Jimin said, a little breathless.

"No. I've been denying her for the past six years. Can't she take a hint that I'm not into her?"

Jimin shrugged. "I don't know, man. It doesn't matter. Just go home and rest up, 'kay?"

Taehyung smiled fondly at the blonde and nodded.

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The moment Taehyung stepped into the Kim mansion, he was greeted by the sweet aroma of food being cooked. He smiled and made his way to the kitchen. The closer he got, the more he could hear laughter. He peered into the kitchen and the sight in front of him was a welcoming scenery. His mother, father and brother were seated around the dining table. His mother was setting dinner.

The first person to notice Taehyung's arrival was Beomgyu. He jumped from his seat and ran to hug him whilst screaming "Tae Hyung!" Taehyung stumbled back a little from the force Beomgyu attacked him with. His little brother's arms were tight around his body. Taehyung hugged him back as tight. "I missed you bro" Taehyung said.

"Ooof! Did you? I didn't miss you at all. Oh my God, you have no idea. I was so peaceful without you. I was able to play overwatch without your constant bickering and I swear collage felt like heaven" Beomgyu said and Taehyung rolled his eyes. No matter how much he and Beomgyu bickered and fought, Taehyung missed his little brother. He missed their fights and arguments over the smallest things.

"Son you're just on time. I'm almost done with setting the table. Go and clean yourself and come let's eat" Taehyung's mother said. She had made dinner herself? Even when they had so much servants... Taehyung smiled and nodded in her direction, letting go of Beomgyu and ruffling his hair and made his way to his bedroom upstairs.

Taehyung always thought that he had the best parents. His parents knew that he was bisexual and they were ok with it. They supported him with his decisions. Whether it be with his life or the company. Taehyung's mother was such a caring lady. She was English. Being in her early fifties now, her beautiful blond hair was turning grey in some places. But Taehyung thought she was still beautiful. Of course she was. She still looked so youthful. Taehyung had inherited her blond hair so he had been blond his whole life. He never wanted to color it. Yet. His father was Korean. His parents had been a lovely couple for as long as he could remember.

He took a quick wash. It felt like the water was carrying away his exhaust. After finishing he made his way to the kitchen. Taehyung felt so lucky that he was surrounded by so much love.

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When Taehyung made his way back to his room he was soaked with sweat. He and Beomgyu had run around playing and fighting for hours and it was almost midnight. He needed to take a wash.

He quickly stripped himself off his clothes and stepped into the shower. The hot droplets of water battered his body and kissed the defined muscles on their way south. He closed his eyes and thrived in the feeling of his exhaust being carried away once again.

He sighed and lathered soap over his body. He tried to think about what he's got to do tomorrow but he just couldn't focus on that. His mind kept wondering to the things that happened earlier that day.

He and Jeongguk fucked. His heart felt heavy every time the scenario crossed his mind. He somehow didn't regret it. And he was surprised that he didn't. Sex with Jeongguk was nothing but awesome. Oh the way Jeongguk's heat felt around his cock was a euphoric feeling. But somehow he felt ashamed of himself that he actually wanted it again.

He shook his head and cleared the thoughts of him fucking Jeongguk. He can't risk getting hard again. Not at this time. Not when his brother is next door.

He quickly finished his shower and stepped out, the towel hanging loosely around his hips. He sat on his king size bed and grabbed his phone. It was boring as he scrolled through his instagram and his mind shifted to other places.

Boredom took the best of his weak mind and soon he was imagining Jeongguk on his knees in front of Taehyung, staring at him with big doe eyes, mouth slightly parted revealing his cute bunny teeth. His cheeks were tinted pink. Oh, what a sight.

Jeongguk reached to grab Taehyung's cock and licked the dripping precum. His pink lips wrapped beautifully around Taehyung's cock as he sucked at the tip. He took a few more inches of Taehyung in his mouth and started to bob his head up and down. All the while keeping his eyes on Taehyung's.

Taehyung moaned at the memory and without him knowing, a tent had appeared in his towel. He groaned in annoyance. A boner was the last thing he wanted but he brought this one his own. Now he had to take care of it.

He placed his phone on the bedside table. His towel fell off in the process but he had too little care for that. His door was locked and the lights were dim. So he didn't care for his indecent exposure. He threw himself on his bed. He debated with himself whether or not should he touch himself. But as sinful images of Jeongguk kept flashing across his mind, the more he felt the need to touch himself.

In the end he let his emotions have the win and shifted to a comfortable spot for him to lay on. His naked body fresh out of the shower was flushed and hot. He fluttered his eyes close and skittered his ghosting fingers across his chest and abdomen. He let his hand move south to the erect mass of flesh that's standing upright against his abdomen.

He took hold of it and his thumb pressed at the tip. A gasp escaped his lips and his eyes fluttered open wide at the jolt of pleasure that surged through his body. He closed his eyes again and imagined the feeling of Jeongguk's tongue against his flushed tip. He kept teasing himself for a while until he wrapped his long fingers around his cock. He imagined Jeongguk's hand and mouth on his cock, the feeling of his breath against Taehyung's shaft when he bobbed his head up and down. The sounds Jeongguk made when he thrust his hips into Jeongguk's mouth, choking him, fucking into his mouth sounded heavenly and Taehyung moaned loudly as he moved his hand up and down along his cock in a quick pace.

The more he thought about Jeongguk, the more he was being pushed into a high that he now can't escape. He imagined Jeongguk's tightness and the sounds Jeongguk had made when Taehyung abused his prostate. The way Jeongguk's doe eyes filled with tears and they overflowed with pleasure. The way his body shook with each powerful thrust from Taehyung. The stinging sensation of Jeongguk's nails against his bare back forgotten by the overwhelming pleasure.

Taehyung let another needy moan slip as he worked his hand along his shaft. He whined and moaned all he wanted because he knew no one could hear him because the walls were soundproof. He was riding a beautiful high and his other hand tugged his hair harshly. He came, white ribbons spurting from his cock, all over his palm and stomach and a broken moan of Jeongguk's name was let out shamelessly.

His heartbeat was erratic and he gasped for breath. In the end of it all, he felt like a high school boy who jerked off thinking about his crush. But he didn't care as his breathing slowed down. Because Jeongguk, oh Jeon Jeongguk was going to be the death of Taehyung.

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The room was basked in darkness. The only source of light was the rays of moonlight that flowed through the closed window. And in that silvery light you could see clothes scattered around the very large room. It was quiet for a summer night and it too was so inside the room. Except for the unmistakable sound of heavy inhales and exhales.

The silvery moonlight outlined the figure atop the massive bed inside the room. A boy. Stark naked. But Jeongguk was sure no one could see him. His chest heaved up and down with every deep breath he took. The moonlight reflected off the sheen layer of sweat on Jeongguk's body, and he shone a silver.

The aftermath of the acts that he had involved himself in were visible on his stomach: a pool of white. Jeongguk felt sick after what he had done. And at the result of what he had done. All the ways he had choked out his sworn enemy's name during the act.

Taehyung-ah!

He was supposed to feel disgusted in himself and shameful but no. He didn't feel that. He didn't feel disgusted upon the cause of drying cum on his abdomen. But he did feel sick with himself for feeling the need to experience what he did with Taehyung earlier that day. Kim Taehyung was going to be the death of Jeongguk.

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How about some Taekook action next chap?

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