ps. i just wanted to write an excuse to write smut and just a compensation to the supposed ending that everybody hated for the netorare series yes, im planning to create an alternate ending for Jungkook after a year had passed.

also this is a draft kept in my drive, so i decided to quickly finish it too. enjoy the shameless smut!

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Jimin didn't expect it either, that he's now sitting at the toilet seat at one of the bathroom stalls with a cock sliding in and out of his mouth.

All he was supposed to do was drop by the company and have lunch with his husband Taehyung, then go home to tend to their puppies Chimmy and Yeontan. Yet after bidding goodbye to his husband and a supposed quick hand wash tour to the company bathrooms, he was pulled on one of the stalls by the ever insistent lover of his.

None other than Jeon Jungkook, his husband's boss.

Now he's in the position of sucking the cock in silence while maintaining eye contact with a lust hazed brunette. He was trying his best to not make any sucking or slurping sounds, courtesy of his improving blow job expertise for sucking Jungkook's cock from time to time. Truthfully he was tempted to choke on that cock, take it deep down his throat and have the brunette helplessly moan loud;

or this son of a bitch really pulled him in after all, why not do it?

The thrill was up on Jimin's system and he swirled his tongue faster around the cock while bobbing his head, watching Jungkook bite his lip feeling the long fingers tangle around his blonde locks pulling it softly, which did disappoint Jimin in hopes that the brunette would actually push him down his cock. The blonde bobbed forward and pushed the cock down his throat with a little gag, but quickly recomposed when he heard what he was expecting-Jungkook's loud moan echoing the comfort room.

It was fulfilling to hear, like music to his ear that made him recharge and speed up on sucking the cock with vigor. From swirling his tongue from the slit to dragging his teeth on the thick girth and taking him down his throat, he was pushing Jungkook to his limits.

He can see through the brunette that he's trying his best to suppress his moans by biting his lip that was close to bleeding.

Jimin knew that Jungkook truly wanted to give him those dirty talks just by the gesture of his hand grasping tighter on his hair and those sharp eyes squinting, those degradation names he wish to voice out tha Jimin could read his mind at the moment knowing he wanted to call him a sluty cheating wife for making him moan loud in the company bathroom where his husband works.

Too bad, even Jungkook had to keep his mouth shut and the only saving grace to avoid being caught and apprehended is that their company bathrooms had full doors down the floor so no one could see four legs inside one stall.

It was getting out of hand that Jungkook could feel his orgasm building quickly; he brought Jimin there to fuck him in the walls of the bathroom stall, not for Jimin to fuck him up with a simple oral sex. The brunette forcefully stopped Jimin's head by holding it in place, taking his cock out of his warm mouth and the overwhelming amount of thick saliva dripped onto the blonde's chin and lap, staining his pants.

Jungkook faintly heard a whine from him, Jimin seemed disappointed for his plans to have the brunette cum in his mouth scrapped.

"Stand."

Jungkook commanded, huffing in the process while he opened a few of his buttons and loosened his tie a little as the air in the stall got warmer. Seemingly that the blonde was stubborn to not obey, still disappointed from the disarray of his plans, Jungkook's thick brows furrowed and he yanked Jimin up and spun him on his back, pushing him flat on the wall while putting his weight on him to squish their bodies together.

His hands were already working to unbuckle his belt and push down the annoying skim tight jeans that he loved to look at before as it displays those perfect cheeks, but now dreads it because of the material hugging Jimin's thighs tightly as if it's his second skin.

Jungkook made sure that the efforts of Jimin sucking his cock was never in vain, the thick and slippery saliva allowed Jungkook to slip in easily inside the tight heat acting as a lubricant, thrusting on his own convenience.

"Mmm. S-space."

Jimin felt his cock being squished and rubbing against the cold wall with a slight discomfort, wishing to have more room to bend over so he can let his own member be free. He knew the brunette wasn't that harsh after all, or maybe he is, that he was adjusted in a second with his cock springing out yet his arms were both pinned back having his cheeks touch the wall and only his legs to support him.

He can feel the girth of Jungkook's thick cock penetrate the walls of his ass, every hard thrust rocking his body forward and his system tingling from pleasure. Jimin himself can feel his hot breaths against his cheek, and Jungkook's slight whimpering from time to time from the discomfort of having to shut up while having sex, the pain of having to supress his own heavy breaths and moans swelling up to his chest.

It was ecstatic and exciting for Jimin to know that Jungkook feared to be caught at least once, as it was often him that feared the thought. Smirking, Jimin waited for the right time and when he heard a group of voices enter the bathroom recognizing one of those voices a part of Jungkook's team and Taehyung wasn't a part of it thankfully.

Jungkook's thrusts were going faster yet avoiding to slap their skin together and it was good, too good, that Jimin licked his lips and playfully decided to slip-up a loud moan that almost imitated a woman's voice, the slip-up making Jungkook let go of his arm with haste to cover it around Jimin's mouth.

"Fucking hell Jimin, what are you doing?"

Jungkook leaned close to him and whispered in his ear, the tint of aggression traced on his voice. Jimin remained silent with just a smug smile on his face even under that hand, Jungkook staying still, stopping his thrusts waiting for the men to leave the vicinity.

Hearing how the men outside get confused on where the sound came from in the 'empty' bathroom. It was dreadful, the group staying longer and chatting about the weird occurrence and growing urban legend that the brunette was getting overwhelmed by irritation more than fear.

For fuck's sake, his cock is getting stiff inside!

Out of his impatience he moved, his generous cock allowing him to push it only halfway in to avoid the clapping noises. They were only receiving half the pleasure, but it was fuelling the both of them want to just fuck all the way in without control.

With just a few rumbling of steps outside and the door shut, Jungkook pulled out and quickly spun Jimin to face him, lips smashing together into a messy and hard kiss, pushing the blonde's weight up against the stall walls before fucking him on his own pace.

And by that, he meant it to be damn wild that the clapping noise isn't just from their sex-so is Jimin's back shaking the stall wall from the intensity. He was sure that it would bruise and cover his back purple, but did he care?

He got half of what he wants now.

A good harsh fucking from Jungkook that will leave him wanting for days. That girth slamming his tight walls will leave him open with only Jungkook's cock molded to fit in his ass.

Perhaps the dirty talk could come the next time. They were dirty enough from the kiss that not even them can comprehend if it's still normal, just lips and tongue all over each other's mouth without any other thought and technique, just mouths doing whatever they could.

Jungkook's tongue trailed onto the blonde's jaw, the warm muscle leaving a trail of saliva all over that soft jaw line up to his ear, abusing the soft muscle, biting and licking on his earlobe.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck-you feel so fucking good, so perfect for my cock,"

His low voice brought shivers all over Jimin's body, Jungkook's thick cock brushing on his lover's prostate repeatedly. The pain from his back hitting the stall doesn't matter, his head was too high in euphoria and already seeing white from the pleasure and choking on his own moans. He cannot hear how loud his moans were, whether he sounded high pitched nor Jungkook's name falling on his lips unconsciously, his mind was damn mushed from the fucking.

"I'm cumming, fuck, gonna fill you with your favorite cum hm?"

Jungkook thrusted faster, the walls of the stall shaking more violently than before as he was chasing his orgasm, fucking Jimin harsh and fast, rendering the poor house husband's limp and simply clinging to the boss and letting gis body be used. He cannot comprehend anymore, being fucked silly, and his cock was already twitching from his unwarened orgasm and spurting cum all over their tight knit bodies.

"Shit-shit! Nghh! Fuck-Jimin!"

Jimin felt the hot cum spurt onto his hole, his eyes almost rolling from the back of his head as he shivered from pleasure and the hot sensation painting his walls.

"Haah.."

The brunette gave a chaste kiss on Jimin's lips, thrusting sloppily with his spunk making splurging sounds before slipping out, his cum dripping down the tiled floor.

"..shit. That was wild."

Jimin was still in his euphoric state, his brown eyes were dozing and fixated on his lover's handsome face, the sweat and the flushed cheeks framing Jungkook's features. Fuck, he's too hot. At times he cannot comprehend how weak he was towards this man, how he always ended up being fucked silly by him anytime and anywhere.

He could only hope no colleague of Taehyung heard them. But he knew the boss could always make amends and pay his way through silence.

"Are you already back on earth or are you still swimming in your sea of pleasure?" Jungkook carefully set Jimin on his foot, his arm still wrapped around Jimin's waist for support.

"..hm. Mm'kay. You feel so good." Jungkook chuckled, placing a kiss on Jimin's forehead.

"I take pride in being the only man that can make you feel this good, my love." Jungkook would never miss the opportunity to boast how better he was, the third party, always above the original husband.

"..yes, only you, love."