WARNING: Phone sex, degrading names

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"Hello?" Jungkook said after clearing his throat, placing his phone next to his ear. His doe eyes were wide open, pretty plump lips pursed in a tight line and eyebrows slightly raised in anticipation as he waited for an answer. He felt giddy, and he didn't really know why. He was curious about Taehyung's voice, and if he was different on the phone than when they texted each other.

And of course, he was also impatient to see how this would turn out.

Taehyung did say it was a reward, after all. And Jungkook was expecting something worth the effort he put into winning that reward. So, he was expecting a lot.

A chuckle echoed from the other line and immediately, Jungkook stilled.

"Damn, you didn't waste a second before calling me. You were really impatient, weren't you?" Taehyung finally spoke up. His voice was deep and smooth, almost evoking the soft caress of velvet on bare skin. Almost, because there was still some sort of rasp to it.

Which Jungkook wasn't complaining about.

It was way better than what he had imagined.

He cleared his throat once again, refusing to let himself be impressed that easily, and frowned.

"Did you just wake up from a nap? You know it's not healthy to sleep at random times, right?"

Another chuckle, soon followed by a shiver running down Jungkook's spine.

"So you care about my health now, huh?" The older teased, causing the other man to scoff.

"I don't. I was saying it, just because."

"Mhm, sure." Taehyung hummed and then a smirk made its way into his face, and although Jungkook couldn't see it, he could feel it in his voice. "Nice try at changing the topic, doll, but you didn't answer my question."

Jungkook bit down on his lip, surprised that the older had already realized he was trying to avoid his question.

"What was your question again?" He pretended not to have heard him.

"I asked if you were impatient. But seeing as you couldn't even wait a second before calling me, I guess I already have my answer." Taehyung chuckled, making Jungkook roll his eyes.

"I had no reason to wait." The latter pointed out.

Fine, perhaps he had been a little swift. Perhaps he had been a little eager. Perhaps he had been a little too curious.

Did Taehyung need to know? Absolutely not. It wasn't like it was a habit for him to chase men this way. Usually, things just happened... much faster than with Taehyung. This time around, it was different. Jungkook wasn't a complete idiot — he could tell Taehyung wasn't going to be as easy to put in his pocket as others had been.

Lucky for him, Jungkook had always had an insatiable appetite for challenge, and Taehyung was quite the entrée.

"Fair enough. But still, it's very amusing to me. Especially since you said, and I quote, 'do you think I want you that badly?'"

Jungkook scoffed, "I still stand by that. I called you because I never say no to a little fun. But if you're just here to be cocky and waste my time, I can just h-"

"Shut it, Jungkook."

The raven-haired man was quick to shut his mouth at the other's unexpected outburst. His voice left no room for an argument to be made and he found himself obeying his order without even realizing.

"I told you I was going to give you something. And I will."

Jungkook nodded in silence, before internally facepalming upon remembering that the other couldn't see him.

"Okay."

"Now that it's settled, you remember how I told you that the challenge was part of the reward, right?" Taehyung wanted to make sure, tapping his fingers along the edge of the wooden table in front of him impatiently. "That means you still have to listen to me, until I decide the challenge is over."

"Yes, I know." Jungkook confirmed without wasting another second — no need to linger on the fact he was going to obey Taehyung's orders; it was already embarrassing enough just mentioning it.

There was a small silence after his words, followed by the sound of Taehyung inhaling deeply.

"Touch yourself." He suddenly demanded, the bluntness of his words startling Jungkook, causing him to chuckle uneasily.

"E-excuse me?" He stuttered in disbelief.

"You heard me, doll. Touch yourself."

"But-"

"What?" Taehyung insisted, a hint of amusement in his tone; he was mocking him, and openly so. "Have you never touched yourself before? Do I need to talk you through it?"

He didn't even wait for a response and leaned back on his chair, a cocky smirk plastered over his face as he he spoke up again. "What are you wearing?" He asked, interested.

"I..." the younger trailed off, looking down at himself hesitantly. "J-just a black shirt and my underwear." He mumbled.

"Well, that'll make it a lot easier. Take your shirt off first, doll." Taehyung instructed.

"I know how to touch myself! You don't need to talk me through it, Taehyung!" Jungkook protested but sat up on his bed nonetheless. He tried to slip his oversized tee over his head as quietly as possible, not wanting Taehyung to make another snarky comment about how obedient he was.

"Put me on speaker." The older said, completely ignoring the Jungkook's complaints.

Jungkook sighed and put the older on speaker, placing his phone in front of him while he waited for further instructions.

"Turn the lights off."

Once again, Jungkook complied. He got up from the bed and walked up to where the light switch was, pressing down on it so that the room was almost pitch black now, only barely illuminated by the small bedside lamp on his nightstand.

"Done." He said as he sat back on his bed, giddy with excitement.

"Good." Taehyung hummed lowly, satisfied. "Are your nipples sensitive?" He suddenly asked, once again startling Jungkook, whose eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"I-I dunno. Never really touched them." The younger managed to choke out, his entire face ablaze. He could feel his cheeks burning up and he couldn't explain why. He was usually very confident and open-minded when it came to sex, but Taehyung seemed somehow even more experienced than he was and it irritated him more than anything.

"Is that so? We'll keep that for later, then." The aforementioned nodded to himself, smiling at the idea of making the infamous sex addict discover something new about his own body. "For now, just palm yourself through your boxers. Don't take them off yet." He then instructed, listening closely as Jungkook shifted to a more comfortable position. He was now laying on his back, chest moving up and down at an unsteady pace.

Slowly, the ravenette brought his left hand to his crotch and placed it over the slight bulge underneath his boxers. Mortified, he realized his cock was already semi hard. He swallowed with difficulty; thank god he's not actually here, he thought.
He lightly squeezed the base of his cock and mewled at the pleasure this small gesture gave him, making Taehyung curse under his breath from the other end of the line.

Hearing no new instructions from the older, Jungkook simply ran his hand up and down his clothed length at a slow pace, shivering at the feeling. He could feel himself harden beneath his own fingers and he let out a small whimper out of embarrassment and pleasure, drawing his thighs together in sensitivity while he waited for Taehyung to speak again.

"Who knew you could be such an obedient little doll, mhm?" The latter husked, and Jungkook hated that he could hear the obvious smirk in his voice. But what he hated even more, was the blissful feeling the older's words stirred in his lower stomach, which caused him to let out a tiny moan.

Taehyung didn't miss it, of course. He snickered at the younger's reaction, satisfied with how this was going so far.

"Take your underwear off."

He didn't have to tell him twice. Upon hearing these words, Jungkook swiftly stripped out of his boxers and sucked in a breath as cold air hit his now fully hard cock. His hand flew to his crotch before he could stop himself and he hurried to wrap his fingers around it, giving it a firm squeeze which was followed by yet another, louder moan before he started to pump himself slowly, throwing his head back on the mattress in pleasure.

He was so lost in his world that he didn't hear the growl from the other line.

"Did I say you could touch yourself?" Taehyung pointed out, his voice alarmingly stern. His tone was enough to make Jungkook still and retract his hand from his dick, leaving it to rest by his side instead.

"Did I, Jungkook?" The oldest of the two reiterated, wanting the younger to give him a verbal answer.

There was a moment of silence. Jungkook bit down on his lip harshly, not wanting to give Taehyung the satisfaction of hearing him say out loud that he was right.

But eventually, as the silence kept stretching between the two, he lost patience and
whispered, "N-no, you didn't."

"That's right, I didn't." Taehyung growled. "I'll let it slide for this once but next time if you want to do something you have to ask me first Jungkook. Understood?" His tone softened a little as he uttered these words, but it was still stern — something he would have to get used to.

"And what if I don't?" Jungkook challenged as he eyed his lower half, really tempted to say fuck it all and touch himself until he released all of his pent-up frustration. Almost subconsciously, his hand made its way back to his crotch and next thing he knew, his delicate fingers were trailing up and down his length at a slow, teasing pace.

"Don't test me, Jungkook." Taehyung warned. "You told me you were going to obey me. So do it." He reminded him, tone laced with utmost confidence.

"I did tell you that." Jungkook hummed absentmindedly. His mind was clouded with pleasure and unholy thoughts already, he couldn't think straight. If he could, he would've never been so obedient. Right now, the only thing that mattered was hearing more of Taehyung's enticing voice, because honestly, he just couldn't get enough of how smooth and deep it sounded.

"You're still touching yourself, aren't you?" Taehyung frowned, not missing any of the man's little whimpers.

"N-no, I'm-"

"You're unbelievable." He shook his head in disbelief. "Are you going to keep your promise and obey me, or do I need to teach you some manners and hang up right now?"

Jungkook immediately stopped his motions on his length and whined at the loss, inhaling deeply before speaking up, his voice shaking a little.

"N-no, don't hang up. I'll keep my promise from now on."

Taehyung hummed again and didn't say anything for a few seconds, worrying the smaller boy who was still hard — painfully so.

"Be good then, doll. I don't have time to waste on a brat like you." He said sharply. Jungkook nodded dumbly at his every word like some kind of puppet. "You can touch yourself now, darling." Taehyung finally granted him permission to pleasure himself and Jungkook didn't think twice before resuming his motions from earlier. But this time he was way more confident, his hand going up and down his cock at a steady pace as he bit down on the plush skin of his bottom lip to suppress his moans.

He traced the prominent vein on his shaft with the tip of his thumb, closing his eyes in delight. The words Taehyung said earlier were playing on repeat in his head and he soon found himself wishing the older would speak again.

Who knew you could be such an obedient little doll?

"Fuck" Jungkook cursed, increasing his pace in hope to get that blissful feeling in his stomach again, but it just didn't work. He needed more — needed Taehyung. "Please-" he breathed out shakily, eyes flickering open.

"Please what, doll?" Taehyung licked his lips impatiently; it was getting harder and harder not to give in to the temptation of stroking his own cock to the pretty sounds the younger man was making against his mind's will.

"Can you just-" God, this was so embarrassing to say. Jungkook had no idea why he even wanted this in the first place. But who was he to ignore his body's needs? "I want-"

"You want..?"

Jeongguk groaned in frustration. Taehyung knew. He had to. His teasing tone made it obvious.

"What's wrong, doll? Cat got your tongue?" He snickered, but Jungkook didn't even mind. Usually he'd reply something snarky back, or roll his eyes and tell him to fuck off, but right now he just felt vulnerable, with his fingers still wrapped around his cock. The sensitive tip of it was red and swollen, begging to be relieved.

"W-Want to hear your voice." He managed to whisper in-between pants. He flicked his wrist upwards and gasped in pure bliss, while Taehyung merely chuckled at how submissive the other was being, even if he hadn't quite realized it just yet.

"Is that so?" He husked, "Want to hear my voice, just so you can get off to it like the dirty little slut you are?"

Jungkook whimpered. Fucking whimpered. Such filthy, degrading words? He should feel ashamed, or angry. But he wasn't. In fact, he was even more aroused than before and he couldn't even explain why. What he knew on the other hand, was that his body liked it.

"That's what I thought." Taehyung tsked from the other line, doing his best to ignore Jungkook's cute little moans. "You're shameless, Jeon Jungkook." He chuckled, "a shameless whore. That title fits you quite good, doesn't it?"

He didn't get a verbal response, but the loud moan that slipped past Jungkook's lips after he said those words was more than enough to confirm his claim.

He smirked in victory and stuck his tongue out to wet his lips before continuing, "You enjoy it, don't you? Being a needy slut." He asked, although he already knew the answer. "That's why you kept begging me to fuck you."

Jungkook was far gone already, too busy running his hand up and down his cock and making up dirty scenarios in his head to even comprehend the older's words. He pictured Taehyung's hand instead of his own, touching him just like he needed. Pictured him sucking on his neck, painting his jawline with red and purplish marks. Pictured him manhandling him and pressing his hips into his mattress to keep him still. Pictured him fucking him roughly and kissing him deeply.

"Fuck, T-Taehyung-" he muttered under his breath, feeling himself get closer to his release. Heavy breaths filled the room as he pumped himself faster, chest rising up and falling down and heart beating like crazy in his rib cage.

"Close already? God Jungkook, you're ridiculous. If you can't even last fifteen minutes with just my voice, what are you gonna do when I'll be buried deep inside you and jerking you off at the same time?" Taehyung laughed, mocking him without an ounce of shame. He loved the effect he had on the younger. "Isn't it funny, how you thought you had the upper hand all this time, only for you to become all submissive and whiny with just a few words?"

"Fuck you, Taehyung." Jungkook groaned, but his voice was shaking due to the overwhelming pleasure he was giving himself.

"Let me tell you something, doll." Taehyung whispered, just loud enough for the other to hear him clearly. "You can play all cocky and confident in front of your friends, but remember one thing..."

Jungkook held his breath, waiting for him to finish his sentence.

"In my eyes, all you'll ever be is an obedient little slut."

"Fuck." Jungkook choked out, his doe eyes widening at the older's raw, vulgar words. He wasn't used to such a treatment and therefore he had no idea how to answer. He was fascinated by how quickly Taehyung had switched personality: he'd gone from bubbly and funny to dominant and strict in such a short span of time, it was almost scary.

But Jungkook wasn't scared.

Before he could say anything back, his orgasm hit him, way more intensely than what he had expected. His fist clenched around the sheets, knuckles turning white as he spurted his cum on his own hand and stomach, loud moans slipping past his swollen lips in the process.

"Good boy." Taehyung praised, a hint of smile in his voice as he released a long, content sigh. "I bet you came all over yourself, didn't you? I wish I was there to see it."

Jungkook didn't say anything, he just lied there in silence, the only sound filling the dimmed room being his own pants.

"Well, how was it?" Taehyung inquired after a few minutes, and Jugkook didn't even want to lie to him.

"Amazing. Fucking amazing."

Taehyung could only smirk at the ravenette's enthusiastic answer.