WARNING: Smut? Sorta? Y'all know wassup

"We could try it, if you want?"

I never meant to say such a brazen thing out loud. To let such an insane proposal escape my thoughts and simply waltz into the world through my lips. But I said it anyway. I ignored my rational mind, and I said it, without caring for consequences at all.

I didn't look up to see Taehyung's face, because I was sure that if I even caught a glimpse of the man's confused expression, my immense shame would simply eat me up alive. "I mean, I know that-- that you're not-- I know that you're not like me at all. I just thought... I do care about you and, I think-- I suppose you care about me a bit, and I just thought that maybe-- since you've never..."

Taehyung's silence was deafening, and even though I knew what I was doing was wrong, I couldn't stop myself from blabbering on now that the damage was already done. "I'm not trying to take advantage of you or anything. I would never force you to... God, I would never force you to anything you didn't want to do, but I... I wondered if maybe-- if you were to c-close your eyes, and-- and imagined I was a girl, it could end up being e-enjoyabe... for you?"

Taehyung wouldn't say anything, but I was determined not to move or make a sound until he gave me some sort of response. I wanted to take it all back the second after my rambling stopped, but I knew that wouldn't work. I said what I said. I asked what I asked. And now, there was nothing left for me to do but wait.

"Doing that..." Taehyung said quietly, finally speaking up after a period that felt like eons. "Doing that would help you?"

I swallowed thickly, still way too scared to meet the butler's eyes. "In... in a way," I whispered. "But-- but, please don't feel obligated. I know that my father told you things the day we first met, and made you vow to do anything I say, but I want you to know that I have no intention of being a slavemaster. This... this will only happen if you agree to it. And if you dont-- I promise you our friendship will not change."

Taehyung hummed and I could almost see the gears in his brain turn as he took in everything I said. "I want to help you, because you are my friend," he murmured, nervously nibbling on his lower lip.

I wrapped my arms around my waist and curled up with unease.

"So I think we should do it."

My eyes fluttered as I snapped my head at Taehyung. "Wait-- but-- y-you can't be serious?"

"What?" Taehyung said with a befuddled frown. "It was your idea, no?"

"Y-yes, but I didn't think you'd actually--"

"Well, I did," Taehyung said, abruptly cutting me off. "So now what do we do?"

I blinked like a mechanical doll, feeling completely unprepared for the situation I had somehow pushed us both into. "Wha-- h-how should I know!? You're the one who saw it."

"You're the one who dreamt it!"

"That doesn't mean--!"

"Unbutton your pants."

"What!?"

Taehyung rolled his eyes at me for the very first time since I met him that night. He'd never once gotten annoyed with me before, but now that I had seen him reach the point, I realised that I would enjoy teasing him in the future.

"When I saw it, Yoongi the kitchenhelp was not wearing pants."

My face began to heat up like a furnace, and I panicked with the idea of being so exposed in front of the butler. "I- I can't just take off my pants," I whispered. "That's... embarrassing."

Taehyung perked a brow at me. "How else am I going to touch you then, hm?"

My face twisted with discomfort, and I pouted my lips. "Dunno," I mumbled, turning away from the butler.

The both of us fell quiet again, and little drops of regret began to trickle into my brain. This had a chance of obliterating our friendship. Of destroying the relationship we'd previously established. What was I thinking? How could I have come up with such a strange idea? "Tae, maybe this isn't--"

Taehyung sighed and reached for the buttons to his pants, before effortlessly loosening them with one hand. "I will also take off my pants," he said, though it sounded more like a question than a statement. "Then it is less embarrassing for you, no?"

I parted my lips to say something, but Taehyung had already bravely pushed his trousers down to his knees and left them crumpled at his ankles. He was wearing white drawers, and I supposed something else beneath that, because there was simply no way the man's bulge was that big when he hadn't even been touched.

"Now you," Taehyung said, nudging his head at me. His face appeared stoic, but somehow I could tell he wasn't as relaxed as he wanted me to think.

"O-okay," I said, setting my fears aside and simply taking the leap. I squirmed out of my pajama pants until I was left in nothing but white briefs as well, and another tense silence occurred.

My eyes darted up at Taehyung, and I bit down on my lower lip out of anxiety. It was as though a swarm of butterflies was fluttering around in my stomach, making my body feel warm and tingly in all the right ways. How absolutely thrilling this was. How riveting.

"You dont look excited," Taehyung said blankly, looking down at my crotch with an unimpressed expression.

My lips broke apart, but before I could say anything, the butler pulled at the waistband of my drawers and curiously peeked underneath.

"T-Tae!" I shrieked.

"Oh," the butler said upon seeing my privates. "It is--"

"Small." I looked away in an attempt to hide my mortification. "I know..."

"Can... can I touch it?" Taehyung asked, never once taking his eyes off of my embarrassingly inadequate member.

I clenched my hands around Taehyung's bedsheets as my anxiety reached even greater heights. Was a boy really going to touch me down there again? Was Taehyung really agreeing to this crazy idea?

I watched as the butler pulled down my underwear, and I gulped when he hesitated for a moment. "Only if you're sure," I whispered, my heart growing tighter in my chest when the man glanced up at me.

"I am sure," he said, reaching out with those long, slender fingers, and curling them around the base of my length.

I released a shuddering breath as Taehyung's hand was a litte cold. His skin felt a bit rougher than my own, but for some reason, I liked that.

"Cute," Taehyung murmured, letting his fingers trail along the shaft of my penis as he inspected it like some kind of doctor.

"That's not something you should call a man's willy, Taehyung," I chuckled, though I couldn't help but still feel flattered by the comment.

The butler licked his lips and continued playing with my member like it was a toy, holding it between his fingers and looking at it from every angle. "I'm going to do what Hoseok did," he said after a moment, closing his hand around my length and tightening his grip a little.

I instantly latched on to Taehyung's arm as chills ran down my spine. "Be gentle," I begged softly, looking down at how my cock seemed to look even smaller now that it was in Taehyung's hand.

The butler nodded, watching my face closely as he began to massage the most sensitive part of my body with a focused expression. He pressed his thumb down on the head of my member, before pumping carefully, and settling into a slow, steady rythm.

I couldn't stop myself from making embarrassing little sounds, the sensation of Taehyung's hand squeezing my length steadily unraveling me as time went on. "Hm~ Tae..." I breathed, digging my fingers into the butler's shoulder. "It's-- n-nice..."

"Feels good?" Taehyung whispered, using my pre-cum as lubricant as he began to jerk my cock a little bit faster.

"Uhu~" I sighed, looking down at the complete mess the butler was turning me into. "G-good... so good..."

"I am glad..." Taehyung murmured at a low volume, taking care of me with a smile even as I began to mewl and moan against him.

"Oh, Tae," I panted when my attention was suddenly drawn to the butler's bulge, and the way it had somehow grown even bigger in size. I let my hand fall on Taehyung's crotch, but flinched when I felt the outline of his erection through his briefs. "Is-- is it-- a-are you... f-feeling it too?"

The butler's brows twitched into a frown, but when he looked down at his underwear, his eyes grew the size of saucers. It seemed a though he hadn't even noticed himself getting hard...

This was my chance, wasn't it? I thought. Countless times now, the butler had helped me, and tended to my needs in tough situations without any judgement in that big heart of his. Wasn't it now my turn? My chance to return the favor and help the butler in his moment of need?

I acted fast and reached out to cover the butler's eyes, while diving my other hand deep into the man's drawers. I wasn't sure wether I'd even be able to make Taehyung feel good, but I was overcome with the desire to take care of him. "Pretend I'm a girl," I whispered as I began to torment the butler's swollen member. I couldn't even close my hand around the girth of his cock, but I did my best with the fingers God had given me.

"M-Master..." The man stuttered, a startled moan rolling of his tongue as I kept him blinded with my other hand.

"Sshh, it's okay," I breathed, nudging my nose into the crook of Taehyung's neck and pressing secret kisses to his skin. "Pretend I'm a girl..."

Our bodies became hot and sweaty quickly, and we panted into each other's mouths as jerking off together began to feel better and better the longer we went on. I felt Taehyung's precum trickle down my fingers, and chuckled at the strange new feeling. His cock was throbbing in my hand, and I suddenly wanted nothing more than to make him cum. "Sentiamoci bene insieme..." I whispered into his ear, tightening my hold on his member.

Taehyung shuddered, his muscles flexing and glistening with sweat in the golden hue of the nearby candle. He was beyond words, and could do nothing but whine to me as I continued pumping his cock.

"I'm close, Tae," I panted. "I'm c-close..."

"Jimin, fuck," Taehyung cursed sharply, the desperation in his voice making my cock twitch in his hand. I had never heard the butler call out my name before. I had never heard him say something so derogatory, but seeing him in such a hot and bothered state...

My arm was beginning to weigh heavy, and the longer we went on, the weaker my body became. I dropped my hand from Taehyung's face to let it rest for a moment, but the second our eyes met, it was as though time came to an abrupt stop. We moaned lewdly together as we came into each other's hands, and sprayed sticky blotches of cum across our abdomen.

"Ah, dio mio~" I mewled, fleeing into the older boy's arms as I trembled through my orgasm.

The butler's eyes fell slightly cross, and he looked dazed as though he'd traveled through seven different dimensions in the span of five minutes.

He wrapped me up in his embrace, and we respired heavily as we let ourselves calm down.

"C-Can I... c-could I s-stay here for the night?" I stammered, the intense after-effects of my orgasm still ringing through my body and making me beam from the inside out. I had pleasured myself many times before in the comfort of my own bed, but doing it here, and doing it together with Taehyung in secret... I felt like I'd just discovered magic.

Taehyung couldn't even begin to answer me, and simply made us both lie down on the covers so that our bodies could rest. He wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, and we tangled our legs together just so that not a single inch of our skin was left lonely.

I knew right then and there that this was a night I would never forget. I looked at Taehyung with half-lidded eyes, and watched as the sleepy man drifted off into slumber, still feeling all kinds of tingles in my belly. I had always viewed boys as God's most beautiful creations. But this boy. This one was special in ways I could never attempt to explain. What a prize I had won, I thought, tucking some of Taehyung's hair behind his ear. What a diamond I had found.