Jungkook sits on the sofa with his fists folded on his lap. His head hung low yet his pout is visible.

Taehyung sits across him with legs spread and arms resting on the back of the sofa. The looks his giving towards the bunny is too intimidating making the latter avoid his gaze.

"So?"

Taehyung starts.

"What did you do wrong, bunny?"

Jungkook shifts on his seat uncomfortably.

"I...I went out. Late last night. And had a drink. And went to play with my friends."

Jungkook says in between pouts.

"And?"

"We had a rule not to go out late unless it's urgent or important."

Jungkook still avoids his lover's gaze.

Taehyung stood up and walks then stops right in front of Kookie. But the younger kept his head down.

"And you know I'd know but you still did it."

Taehyung grabs Jungkook's chin, lifting it making the doe-eyed man lookup.

"I'm sorry. I won't do it again, hyung."

Jungkook closed his eyes, wanting to avoid the intense gaze from the other.

Taehyung uses his thumb to gently rub Jungkook's chin, slowly moving it to the slightly ajar mouth of the younger.

"A rule is a rule, bunny."

Taehyung inserts his thumb in Jungkook's mouth. Jungkook instinctively raises his hands to remove it but was stopped.

"Keep your hands down."

A voice, authoritative enough, made Jungkook put his folded fists back on his lap.

Saliva drips from his mouth as Taehyung inserts two fingers, replacing his thumb, in his mouth. Taehyung plays with his tongue and Jungkook gladly sucks them.

The phone rings loudly. Taehyung abruptly stops and picks up the phone.

"Talk."

"Hyung-"

Taehyung ended the call before Bambam could even say another word.

Seconds later, Jungkook's phone rings.

Jungkook looks at his phone and then his hyung.

Taehyung gestures him to kneel. Jungkook obeys quietly, totally ignoring the call.

"Looks like you're enjoying your punishment, bunny."

Taehyung smirks.

Jungkook wouldn't lie. He feels nervous yet very excited. But then, he feels a little more nervous after seeing his hyung's smirk.

"Answer it. Put it on speaker."

"Hyung?"

Jungkook picks up the call and puts it on a loudspeaker.

"Hello? Umm...Hi. I'm the guy from the bar last night. This is Jungkook, right?"

A guy speaks and right then and there, Jungkook gasps and panics.

He intended to grab his phone and end the call immediately yet his hand was snatched from doing so.

Taehyung smirks yet his glare's making Jungkook feel so small.

"Talk."

Taehyung mouthed.

"H-Hello. Um...I think you called the wrong number?"

Jungkook nervously answers.

"Wait, no. I'm sure this is the number you gave me. Plus you sound the same."

The guy speaks, sounding quite happy.

Taehyung walks back and drags the single couch. He places it right in front of the kneeling man and sits there, not taking his eyes off of the fidgeting man.

"S-sorry, I was too drunk last night. I can't even remember-"

Jungkook wanted to just be swallowed by the ground at any moment now.

"It's okay. Not gonna lie, you were so sexy last night."

The man started flirting.

Jungkook immediately picks the phone and ends the call with his trembling hands. He breathes heavily after.

"H-hyung-ack!"

Jungkook gasps as he was surprised when Taehyung suddenly grabs him by his neck, choking him slightly.

"I didn't say you could end the call, little Jungkookie."

Taehyung smiles evilly at him.

Jungkook stays silent.

"Strip."

Taehyung removes his hand and walks to the drawer nearby.

Jungkook gulps and started unbuttoning his shirt, following quietly.

"Oh, keep your shirt on."

Taehyung adds.

Jungkook's ears and face become red as he finally removed his pants, leaving him only with his half-buttoned shirt and boxers.

"Hands on your back."

Taehyung instructed.

"Hyung, I-"

"Hands."

Jungkook puts his hands behind and felt the cold metal around his wrists as Taehyung locks the handcuffs.

Taehyung walks back to the couch and sits. He closed his eyes and his hand rubs his temple.

"I'm sorry, hyung."

Jungkook apologizes once more.

"Jungkook."

Jungkook flinches. He knows. He knows Taehyung is mad right now.

He calls him by his name. He's mad.

Knowing this made Jungkook feel guilty and at the same time nervous.

"Fuck."

Taehyung curses lowly with a growl.

Jungkook's breath hitches but stayed quiet.

Taehyung opens his eyes, directly looking at the nervous man.

"I'm trying, bunny. But right now, I wanna kill him."

Taehyung says with a blank face.

"Hyung, I'm sorry. I won't do it again. I promise."

"It's been years, bunny. But don't forget I'm a crazy man. I'm crazy about you and everything about you. You're mine. Fuck."

Jungkook notices how Taehyung grips on the side of the couch.

Jungkook walks towards the couch and kneels just in between Taehyung's legs. He looks up and meets his lover's burning gaze.

"I'm sorry."

"Bunny."

Taehyung caresses his face to which Jungkook leans in.

"We had the rule because we both know it could be dangerous. I can't control myself sometimes. Now tell me a reason not to find that fucker and slash his throat."

Taehyung growls lowly once more.

"I'm yours. Tae, I'm all yours."

Jungkook answers with droopy eyes.

Taehyung stares at his lips before pulling the younger onto his lap and started kissing. The kiss was slow yet deep.

Taehyung helps Jungkook settle as the younger's handcuffed behind.

"Hmm...a-ahh..."

Jungkook moans when he felt Taehyung's lips and tongue travel down his neck while the latter's big hands caresses his thigh before going to his ass.

"T-Tae-"

Jungkook pants and buries his face onto Taehyung's crook of the neck.

Taehyung pulls Jungkook's boxer mid-thigh, exposing his lover's big round ass. Taehyung gropes them slowly, enjoying the little moans coming from Jungkook.

He went back to kissing Jungkook while his other hand reaches, the things he got from the drawer earlier, on the table.

He puts enough lube on his fingers.

"T-Tae...ahh..."

Jungkook moans when Taehyung inserted his two fingers right away, slowly thrusting them in.

Taehyung can feel the tight little hole clench around his fingers. He started scissoring the panting man. He felt Jungkook tremble on his lap, indicating his climax yet Taehyung smirks at that.

He pulls his fingers out and grabs the cock ring.

"W-Wait, hyung...No, please...please."

Jungkook pleads and sobs as he feels the cold metal sliding down his throbbing cock.

"M-master...ah..uhm...p-please, I'm sorry...I'm sorry...please."

Jungkook tried to move but his restricted hands made it hard for him, all he could do is plead and sob.

"Shh. Move."

Taehyung orders him.

He moved while still sobbing. Taehyung quickly opened his zipper and took his leaking cock.

Jungkook stares at the huge one, wanting it to be inside him soon. He tried moving his hips but Taehyung grabs his hips tightly.

"Please...master- I'll be good, I'm sorry... please."

Jungkook grinds on Taehyung's lap even with his shaking legs.

"Alright. You move."

Taehyung laid back on the couch, simply watching Jungkook eagerly yet gently grabbing his throbbing dick with cuffed hands and align it on his hole.

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Hold your cocks and imaginary cocks, hoes.