Pretty Killer [JJK×THV]
1
Jungkook was sitting on the edge of the bed, back perfectly straight, legs crossed, wearing a thin white silk robe that had slipped off one shoulder.
His face was cold, eyes empty, lips pressed into a thin line.
Taehyung was on his knees on the floor in front of him, suit jacket thrown somewhere, shirt half unbuttoned, tears running down his cheeks nonstop.
Kim Taehyung
(voice cracking, forehead pressed against Jungkook’s bare knee)
J-jungkook I swear i-i wasn’t clinging t-to her!!
He rubbed his wet face desperately against Jungkook’s knee, then lower, kissing and nuzzling Jungkook’s feet like a broken puppy.
Kim Taehyung
(crying harder, hands gripping Jungkook’s ankles)
I pushed her away the second she touched me… baby please believe me…
Jungkook didn’t move.
Didn’t speak.
Just stared down at him with that terrifying blank expression.
Kim Taehyung
(sobbing, kissing the top of Jungkook’s foot over and over)
I’ll kill her… I’ll cut her fucking hands off… just please talk to me… don’t do this…
Kim Taehyung
Still nothing.
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung
(voice completely wrecked)
You’re my husband… my only one… please Jungkook…
Jungkook finally moved.
His hand shot out, grabbed a fistful of Taehyung’s hair and yanked his head back hard.
Jeon Jungkook
(cold, deadly calm)
Open your mouth.
Taehyung opened instantly, lips shaking, fresh tears spilling.
Jungkook stood up, let the silk robe fall open completely.
He pulled out his hard, pretty pink cock and thrust it straight into Taehyung’s mouth, all the way to the back of his throat.
Taehyung gagged loudly, eyes watering, but started sucking desperately, hollowing his cheeks, taking every rough thrust.
Jungkook fucked his mouth slow and deep, holding Taehyung’s hair in a tight grip, watching him choke and drool.
Jeon Jungkook
(voice like ice)
This mouth belongs to me. Only me.
Taehyung tried to nod, muffled whimpers around Jungkook’s cock.
Jungkook pulled out suddenly, pushed Taehyung flat on his back on the bed and climbed over him.
Cold metal clicked twice — handcuffs locked Taehyung’s wrists to the headboard.
Jeon Jungkook
Jeon Jungkook
(leaning down, lips brushing Taehyung’s ear)
You don’t get to touch me tonight.
He reached between them, lined himself up and sank down on Taehyung in one slow, cruel slide.
Taehyung’s back arched off the mattress, a broken moan tearing out of him.
Jungkook started riding him hard, one hand wrapping around Taehyung’s throat, squeezing.
He leaned down and thrust his tongue deep into Taehyung’s mouth, kissing him messy and possessive while bouncing faster, taking him deeper with every roll of his hips.
Taehyung was crying again, from pleasure this time, hips jerking up helplessly.
Kim Taehyung
(begging between choked gasps)
Baby… please… wanna touch your chest… wanna hold you… I’ll be good I swear…
Jungkook squeezed his throat tighter, slammed down harder.
Jeon Jungkook
Jeon Jungkook
Come inside me. Now.
Taehyung came with a wrecked scream, whole body shaking, filling Jungkook up.
Jungkook kept riding through it, overstimulating him until Taehyung was sobbing and twitching underneath him.
When Jungkook finally came, he leaned down, licked a tear from Taehyung’s cheek and whispered against his lips.
Jeon Jungkook
Next time you even let someone breathe near you…
I’ll keep you cuffed for a week.
Kim Taehyung
(still crying, smiling through it)
Yes baby… only you… always only you…
Me
Hi my loves ♡
Thank you thank you THANK YOU for giving Pretty Killer a chance.
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— your author who’s obsessed with you <3
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