LIBIDO "TIGHT" SECURITY

Taekook/ More or less Non-consensual/ Boypùssy Jeon Jeongguk/ Overstimulation/ Nìpple play/ Pùssy piercing/ Hard-core smut/ Degradation kink/ Manipulative Taehyung

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It was a normal weekend at the Seoul International Airport ; 8 August, 2022 ; Weather: Partially cloudy ; Temperature: 26.5° Celsius, 79.7° Fahrenheit ; Sunrise: 5: 46 AM. The sophisticated place was buzzing with passengers since midnight, depicting the busy lives of people and how much important every second is for them.

It didn't look any less crowded than a normal weekday, cause afterall, it was an international airport. Dozens of flights took off and landed every next minute. And simultaneously, there was the hustle and bustle of thousands of passengers in and out of the airport.

There was not a moment of rest for the airport security either— checking in hundreds of passengers every 10 minutes, weighing tonnes of luggages and sending them off to get loaded, verification desks attending to all sorts of people, x-ray scanners swallowing and letting out suitcases and backpacks, tickets being stamped, trolleys being dragged about, people being screened and the monotonous beeps of the metal detector. . .

The place was dull, surrounded with an uninteresting, repetitive and tedious atmosphere, where the airlines staff worked without a break like programmed machines, doing the same work all day, everyday.

Among the staff, there was also a man in his late 20s, wearing the uniform of a TSA agent, busy doing his work diligently: checking all the passengers, going through the screening process where he scanned them throughly with a handheld metal detector once they had walked across the DFMD. He appeared skilled in what he did. Never once taking a breath even though he had been working since midnight. (he had a night shift) Only disappearing from time to time to go to the lavatory or grab an iced Americano, and that's all of it. Kim Taehyung was a very devoted employee, and he took pride in his work.

His mood today, however, wasn't that great. Hence, he refused to slack off and just get done with his shift for today, after which he'd go home and get some sleep. He screened the remaining few passengers and cleared the queue, breathing out in relief. He stretched out his free hand to grab his coffee cup, taking a small sip.

The boy had an outrageous clothing sense. No, don't get me wrong, it actually wasn't /that/ outrageous. It was just non-conventional, closer to the trendy side, more or less destroying gender stereotypes and yes, "flashy". He wore a yellow, turtle neck crop top that revealed his taut belly, and a pair of baggy jeans that did little to hide his perfectly round àss.

The boy was engrossed in his phone, talking in English while he chewed on a gum. As he approached closer, Taehyung noticed the boy had dozens of piercings: he had a few on both of his ears, one over his eyebrow and one accentuating the corner of his lips. Tae wondered if he had more. Soon the boy stopped in front of a few empty bench-seats and sat down, his fingers now dancing over his phone as he blew a bubble and popped it.

He kept his trolley at the place, throwing a tote bag over his shoulder, before vanishing inside the washroom. Tae clicked his tongue, disappointed, losing sight of the interesting boy. He replayed his physique in his mind. . . He could remember how his taut tummy was visible through the turtle neck crop top he wore. And right below his belly button, how those baggy jeans hugged his torso, and oh— a piercing peeked from his navel as well.

Tae just couldn't fathom how a boy could look so alluring in such feminine clothes, and for some reason, he seemed to slay them better than any model. Tae tried taking his mind off the boy by concentrating on his work, but even then, the boy kept coming back into his mind without any conscious effort. Taehyung just hoped, he could see the boy again, a little more closely this time maybe. . .

. . .

Jeongguk couldn't be any more happier today. It must be the best day he had had in the past 6 months. The reason for his happiness was ; Today he was flying to Texas, to meet up with his boyfriend, Rigel, whom he had been dating since a year now.

The two of them met through omeagle and immediately hit it off and decided upon becoming more than just friends. Although Jeongguk was playing around with him at first, liking the attention of a foreigner, Gguk soon realised he'd hit a jackpot when he came to know Rigel owned several casinos back there in Texas and was actually quite loaded, being raised at a millionaire household. What else did Jeongguk need then!?

Sèx, yes, that's what Jeongguk needed more. And to get that as well, he began teasing the poor guy through video calls, flashing him his pretty, pink tìts and mòaning out his name when he touched himself during those late night calls. Gguk even sent him nùdes at any random time because, why not?

Rigel, on the other side, was enjoying it as well! And finally, the guy couldn't take the online sèx anymore and one day, he flew to Korea, where they finally met up in person. . . Rigel was a 6 foot giant, towering over Jeongguk, making him feel smaller than he already was ; Had rippling muscles and a couple of tattoos littered across his chest. But the most attractive feature he had were his dirty hazel eyes and his chestnut blonde hair which he always tied up into a man bun.

Jeongguk /really/ thought he had hit a lottery with such an awesome dude. . . Until they had sèx at the boy's apartment the same night, that Jeongguk regretted judging a book by its cover alone. . .

Rigel had a micropènis, and Jeongguk didn't need to see that to know, 'cause the moment the white man penetrated him, Gguk's experienced cùnt could "feel" it was /way/ shorter than all the dìcks he had taken up his àss his entire life.

But he said nothing, and went along with the whole love makìng session, letting the man have the satisfaction of fùcking his tight pùssy and probably having one of the best orgàsms in his life, while Jeongguk just whined and thrashed about— No, not out pleasure, but out of frustration.

The poor man couldn't differentiate between the two, and hence was satisfied with however Gguk reacted. Rigel went up for a few more rounds, and after getting exhausted entirely he fell over Jeongguk and slept soundly. Jeongguk swore, he had never faked an orgàsm so many times in one night. . .

He could bet his tight cùnt that his own fingers could pleasure his pùssy "much" better than this guy's microbuddy. But will Jeongguk burst his bubble?— No. He'd rather fake an orgàsm his entire life than let go of the luxurious life Rigel was providing him with. . . Branded clothes, expensive gifts and jewellery that Jeongguk could never even dream of. Rigel gave him all that without him even asking for it. . . So he should cut the guy some slack, shouldn't he?

Jeongguk regretted that decision later. He indeed got committed quite seriously with Rigel, and despite the disappointment he was harbouring down south, Rigel was a good man. Had those intense stares that made his knees weak, and that godly body that made Jeongguk's pùssy drool with slick. However, when the reality kicked in, the turnoff was fùcking awful.

He realised, he couldn't go on like this forever. He couldn't fake his orgàsms his entire life, nor could he tolerate such a "small còck" torture to his pùssy which had "B-I-G standards". NO. Rigel had money, had a fùckboy face, envious physique and everything. . . But the dìck— Jeongguk was in dear need of a good dìck to satiate his libido. But he couldn't just cheat on him for sèx, could he? Jeongguk was anything but a cheater.

And so now, here he is, at the Seoul International Airport, about to fly off to Texas once and for all and settle down there with his boyfriend. (And probably bid his hopes of being fùcked with a big dìck a goodbye).

He talked with him the entire cab ride, laughing at his hilarious jokes, and maybe getting a little turned on when the said man talked dirty about how he'd take Gguk to his villa and pin him down on the bed only to fùck him all evening till he begs him to stop.

As much as Gguk was weak on his knees for his filthy talk, he despised it as well. For he'd be dripping wet after that and would have to touch himself to get rid of that pleasure knot twisting in his core. So, the moment he stepped inside the airport, his main motive was to get to the washroom and rid himself of the desperate need.

He dropped a few messages to Rigel, telling him he'd be boarding soon and doing so, he practically ran to the washroom. Luckily, it was empty, and even if it was not, Jeongguk wouldn't have minded. He locked himself inside a stall and took out the small dìldo from his anime tote bag. He pulled down his panties impatiently and slowly shoved it inside his glistening heat. The pink object disappearing inside him in no time.

He threw his head back, closing his eyes shut as he thrùsted the thing in and out of him at a torturous pace, deliberately trying to hit his sensitive spot and come. With few more swift thrùsts he came around the fat dìldo and bit his lips to contain his moàns, clenching his thighs together to ride his orgàsm properly.

He cleaned himself with the tissues and contemplated whether he should leave the dìldo as it is inside his pùssy, he decided it was for the best. And so, he left the fat sèx toy inside his cùnt and pulled his panties back up.

He made himself look decent before walking out of the stall, going to the washbasin to touch up his light makeup. He glanced at his exposed tummy and peeking navel, frowning slightly.

One thing about Jeongguk was, he was addicted to getting piercings. He wasn't that fan of the pain, but the way those shiny, little accessories accentuated his body parts was what encouraged him to get more and more. He jutted his lips out, swirling a little. His crop top flew up as the air brushed beneath the cloth, giving a slight peek to his tìts that hid right beneath.

A light bulb lit up over his head. . . How about getting his tìts pierced as well? Damn Jeongguk, you're a fùcking genius! The very thought of it made him excited. Just imagine, a pair of barbells next to his soft buds! Gguk smiled to himself and took out his phone, clicking a few mirror selfies at the marvellous lighting of the airport washroom, maybe a few lewd, lip-biting and tìt-flashing selfies too, just to rile up the white man back in Texas.

Jeongguk walked out of the washroom, smiling sneakily as he put emojis over his tìts and sent those to his horny boyfriend, going back to where his luggage was. Soon, the boarding announcement was done, and Jeongguk went offline, grabbing his things and going into the already long line (overly punctual Koreans)

Even though Jeongguk was lost in his own bubble, playing Candy Crush whilst he waited at the end of the line, unaware of the intense stare of a particular TSA agent. Tae, on the other side, hurriedly screened the passengers, just to get a look at the dainty little boy standing afar. Gguk got scolded by fellow passengers behind him because he was too engrossed in his gane to move forward. Jeongguk gave them an eyeroll and moved further front, once again resuming his game.

When Jeongguk's turn came, he just stood at his place, unmoving, biting onto his tongue as he tried clearing the level. Taehyung stood with his jaw clenching. One thing he hated were passengers who wasted his time by lazing around in the line.

An angry Korean Karen nudged Gguk from behind and hurled curses at him. Gguk rolled his eyes once again, muttering a "Fine, bìtch" under his breath and went forward to go through the DFMD door. As he walked through, Tae took a closer look at his entire body. . . He was so bloody beautiful that Taehyung wanted to slam him on the desk and fùck him till his knees gave up.

For a brief moment, his intrusive thoughts got the best of him and he tapped on a button few times on his handheld metal detector. Gguk strut towards him with a bored look on his face, raising his hands up sideways for the supposed TSA agent to check him.

Taehyung patted the boy's hands, trailing them towards his chest, discreetly pressing a little harder on his chest to feel the softness beneath. He even dared to touch his waist, although it was exposed. Taehyung bent down, patting Jeongguk's thick thighs and buttocks and further down with a straight face. He then let the boy inside the small stall and pulled the curtains, gesturing Jeongguk to stand at the small curb so that Tae could do his final screening with the metal detector.

With a condensing smile, Tae smothered the metal detector dangerously close to the boy's body, as if he wasn't screening him but touching him with the device. Gguk was too bored to say anything, saying would mean wasting time and he wanted to get done with this screening shit fast and finish his game.

Taehyung traced the device over the boy's taunt tummy, but just when he grazed over his pelvis, the device beeped. Gguk's trance broke, when Tae went over his pelvis again, more precisely over his çunt and it beeped once more, only for panic to rise up Gguk's throat.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Sir, do you have anything on you?"

Jeon Jeongguk

"I— I no, I don't have anything that has metal on me, that— that device must be malfunctioning. . . I—"

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"I'm sorry sir, but you have to come with me at the frisking room for a thorough checking to make sure you don't have anything suspicious with you," (says straight-faced)

Jeon Jeongguk

"No, no I'm not coming anywhere," (squeaks)

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Sir, it'll be short, and besides you're wasting your, mine and other passengers' time. . ."

Jeon Jeongguk

"You have to believe me," (frowns)

Jeon Jeongguk

"You can't just do that. I said, I don't have anything on me! What the fùck is wrong with you?!"

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Sir, if you proceed to not cooperate then you leave me no choice but to involve security in this, so please I ask you to come with me for thorough screening. . ."

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"And yes, I do believe you have nothing on you, but it's the protocol. There are many cases where people smuggle drugs and weapons like this—"

Jeon Jeongguk

"I— no, ugh" (bites his lips)

Jeon Jeongguk

"Okay, I'm coming with you, but please be quick, I have a flight to catch,"

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Please, be rest assured sir," (smiles)

With that being said, Taehyung asked the person who would be taking his place in the next shift to take over a little earlier.

Taehyung filled in the other TSA agent about Jeongguk's problem and asked to take him to the frisking room for checking. The other man agreed and like that Taehyung walked towards the frisking room which was located a little away from Jeongguk's boarding gate.

The boy tailed him wordlessly, struggling to match his pace with the well-built TSA agent who had huge strides. Tae opened the door and Jeongguk stepped in tentatively, standing at the middle of the room nervously as Tae closed the door and locked it. Gguk glanced up at him, fidgeting with his fingers.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"I'd have to ask you to take off your pants, sir"

Jeongguk gulped, nodding, then took off his baggy jeans, letting them pool around his ankles and stepped out of them. His legs pale and bare for Tae's eyes to feast on.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Please take off your boots too, I'd have to inspect them as well for they have suspiciously thick soles. . ."

Gguk clicked his tongue, frowning, and sat at the bench provided, bringing his one leg over the other as he took off his boots. He could've said that earlier before he took his pants off. At least then he wouldn't have to put a show of his red lace panties hugging his pùssy in all revealing positions. . .

Jeongguk had been around creeps like him, and he was this close from throwing his big boot at him and knock him unconscious. He finally took off his heavy boots and now stood barefeet. His shiny, smooth, pretty legs on display which curved at the right places, meandering over his thighs before dipping at the juncture where his waist met his hips.

Tae eyed him for sometime. Jeongguk stood with his thighs sticking to eachother, covering his prominent pùssy with his hands, looking away embarrassed. Taehyung walked closer to him and looked over him once again, which was just the agent checking him out, but Jeongguk didn't need to know that. The said man's next words made Jeongguk a little tensed. . .

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Take off your panties as well."

Jeon Jeongguk

"No! Enough is enough, you're being ridiculous! I might not know how this whole process happens, but this is clearly harassment!" (yells at him)

Jeon Jeongguk

"I'll report you!"

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

(bites his inner cheek)

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Sir, you don't want me to bring security dogs do you? So that they can sniff your pùssy and tell me whether you have sealed drugs inside you?"

Jeon Jeongguk

"How did drugs come in between! It all started with your stupid device that said I have some metal on me, but look, I have nothing!"

Jeon Jeongguk

"Now do I need to flash my cùnt to a stranger to come off clean!? What the fùck is wrong with today's world!"

Jeon Jeongguk

"I don't care, I'm leaving this instant—"

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Your behaviour is very questionable, sir. And you refusing to cooperate is only making me more and more suspicious of you. Makes me believe you indeed are hiding drugs"

Jeon Jeongguk

"Holy fùcking Christ! I /do not/ have drugs in me! How am I supposed to make you believe it!? Do you even speak Korean!? I said, I do not. have. drugs!"

Taehyung rolled his eyes and took his walkie talkie that was dangling around his waist proceeding to act that he's informing the security of a suspected drug smuggler.

Jeongguk immediately squeaked out. No, he doesn't want to involve himself in anymore mess— he reluctantly agreed to let the man check him "inside" as well. Tae grinned from the corner of his lips and turned off his talkie, keeping it away, before asking Gguk to take off his pants again. Gguk would just have to bear the humiliation, nothing else. . . It's for security, nothing else, right?

Gguk stepped away a little and tugged on the ends of his panties before shoving them down and kicking the garment off, now standing entirely bare in front of the man. His heart beat uncontrollably at his vulnerable state.

Taehyung gulped at the sight. The boy's cùnt was so pink, and so pretty that Tae's fingers tingled to have them shoved inside the forbidden heat. He went closer to the boy and told him to lay down on the bench to which he agreed, not willing to rile up the TSA agent anymore. As he laid down, Gguk closed his eyes, feeling the cold air brush against his sensitive slit and arouse him. It was the first time a stranger, who was not a late night hook up, who saw his pùssy all wet and leaking, and it was embarrassing. . .

Tae put on a pair of gloves and with a straight face he shoved one finger inside his wet, fluttering pùssy lips, trailing it inside till he found a hard object nestled snugly. Gguk bit onto his lips at the shameful exposition. The TSA agent must be thinking that he's such a dumb bìtch to wear a dìldo to the airport.

Gguk gasped out when Tae nudged at the còck-like object and slowly dragged it out from between his folds. Gguk leaked even more, coating the man's fingers with his warm slick entirely.

Tae took out the object and smirked at the shivering boy who had his cheeks dusted pink in humiliation. He held the drenched object in one hand and once again shoved two fingers inside, just to feel the boy's pùssy. But it seemed as if he was checking inside him, inspecting if he had anything more shoved inside apart from the dìldo.

Nothing was inside his heat except his pooling desire and arousal and his need to be stuffed with something. . . Tae discreetly curled his fingers inside his cùnt just for amusement. Gguk couldn't hold back his mòans anymore, letting out an obscene mewl, stomach twitching and clìt throbbing due to the delicious friction in his sensitive organ.

Tae kept doing that, mercilessly thrùsting his fingers in and out of the shivering boy's slit, enjoying how he was making a mess out of him. Gguk didn't stop him anymore. . . His fingers were so long, longer than his own, and so experienced that Gguk couldn't help but wish for them to stay nestled in his cùnt longer.

He had fingered himself several times, and Rigel was a lost cause, but this TSA agents fingers made him believe finger fùcking was legit. His fingertips jabbed at his cervix with every thrùst and threw him back and forth between paradise and reality.

Tae stopped messing around with him more, and next, he was shoving the dìldo back inside him, pushing it deeper than it was just to see the boy squirm under him and babble incoherently. His upper body bending in a U-shape, clenching his thighs together and trapping Tae's hand in between.

Tae stared down at the boy panting, chest heaving up and down, revealing his dark, luscious n!pples. His crop top had ridden up his chest due to how much he was moving around during the whole "checking" process.

Tae tried taking his hand out from between his thighs, but Jeongguk was clenching on them for dear life, a drool of spit at the corner of his lips as he stared at the man with glossy, bedroom eyes.

A muscle in Tae's jaw twitched at his fùcked out state and in no time, he spread the boy's legs wide and stared down at his entirely exposed cùnt, gaping and fluttering like he wings of a butterfly, the dìldo peeking out of his hole because of how desperately he was clenching onto it.

Right then, Tae's eyes fell on the boy's pretty, little pearl peeking out of his clìthood. His eyes darkened, watching a little jewel adorning his pùssy. . . Should've expected it after seeing the ungodly amount of piercings he had on him.

If Tae wasn't hard earlier, he was rock solid right now. The longer he stared at his glistening cùnt, the more his dìck twitched inside his pants, eager to get shoved inside that tight, pretty hole and pound into the sobbing boy till he's crying out tears of pleasure.

Jeongguk had surprisingly become compliant to the man now. He'd stopped resisting and struggling and now his lust was overshadowing his every remaining moral. He'd long forgotten about his flight, he'd forgotten about his white boyfriend who must be waiting back in Texas just to meet him and fùck him. But here he was, laying on his back with legs spread like a whòre as he flashes his pùssy to a stranger, asking him to be fùcking his brains out. . .

Taehyung clicked his tongue, grinning, as he stared down at the spread-out boy, his shy organ inviting him. In the next few seconds, Taehyung bad unbuckled his pants and had released his excited member out of his boxers.

Gguk eyed the thick, long còck dreamily, his pùssy leaking even more slick in arousal and need to have the thing shoved in him. Tae gave lazy strokes to his throbbing còck and hoisted himself over the panting boy, giving him a dirty smirk. He aligned his member with his gaping entrance and slowly slid the tip in, circling it over the wet lips to coat himself with the glorious amount of slick he was producing.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Tch, look at that naughty little cùnnie, heh! Look how eager it is to swallow me. . . han? That's what you want, right? You little whòre?"

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"You wan' a dìck up your hungry cùnnie, right? That's why you wore a fùcking crop top and flashed your tìts— tsk, even a dìldo? Who the fùck wears a dìldo at an airport han?" (smirks)

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Of course, còckslùts like you!"

Gguk's cùnt fluttered even more at the humiliation, desperate to have his còck in him. Tae snickered, throwing his pale legs over his shoulders as he pushed himself in without wasting anymore time.

Gguk's lips parted in a silent mòan as he gasped at the thick girth stretching him out, how the man's veiny dìck was leaving no ounce of space inside his vagìna. . . The boy's moàns only amplified once Tae began thrùsting in him, slow but deep, making Gguk choke out broken sobs.

Conscious that someone might hear him, Tae grabbed the soaked panties that lay orphan on the floor and shoved it in the boy's mouth. Jeongguk helplessly drooled on his own soiled panties, face and neck red because of how shy and humiliated he was feeling by how the man was using his hole as if he was some cheap whòre. . .

Gguk's hands flailed around to hold onto something for support, Tae found that terriby annoying. He grabbed both his fragile wrists and pinned them over his head, almost folding the boy in half and fùcking into him with all the vigor he got. . .

Jeon Jeongguk

"Ungh— nya, ah— ah— yes, yes— anh-yes!"

Jeongguk babbled on his panties, no thought was able to cross his mind, for it could only register the man's còck drilling in him like an animal. . . His crop top rid further up his chest, rewarding the man pounding into him, the sinful view of his lovely tìts which bounced back and forth with his each thrùst.

Tae swiped his tongue over his lips as he stared at the boy's chest greedily, letting go of his caged wrists and moving down to play with his perky buds.

The boy threw his head back when his nìpples got teased between the man's fingers, twisting, flicking and pulling on them like a plaything. His thrùsts, nevertheless, were unfaltered, despite the tightest pùssy he has ever fùcked, his hard member didn't seem to calm down any moment soon.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"You've— got— stamina, huh? (grunts) Looks like— you've been fùcked by a lot of men.. ugh, countless times— gh!"

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Hole free to use, huh! Cheap bìtch—"

He bottomed out next and grabbed onto the boy's waist in a firm grip, flipping him around next and making him lay on his stomach. Without giving him any time to think, Taehyung penetrated him again from behind and began pistoning in and out of him, grunting as he grabbed the boy's hands and caged them with his big palm on his back.

Gguk's eyes were unfocused as he rocked back and forth with each strong thrùst. Being fùcked senseless with the thick còck made him lose all control of his body. . . as if he wasn't an individual person anymore, but an object, a sèx doll. His cheek was squishing onto the cold bench because of how uncomfortable the new position was, but he was not in a state to complain, when his body was obeying and compliant to the man taking him from behind.

Tae grabbed his waist and held him in place, his hand traced his taut belly, feeling the outline of his pistoning còck. He trailed his hand further down and began flicking his clìt devilishly, enjoying how the boy's knees faltered with every nab.

Gguk was so close. He was basically holding onto his orgàsm for a while now, in a futile attempt to not let such a good fuçk finish so quickly. . . He couldn't hold back any longer though, with the next few deep thrùsts, Gguk came hard around Tae's còck, thighs shaking uncontrollably at the toe-curling orgàsm.

Tae however, still kept going, uncaring of the shivering, overstimulated boy under him. He kept up with his brutal pace, chasing his own high. Jeongguk babbled gibberish, which was just him begging the latter to stop stimulating him further. . . But Taehyung didn't give a fùck.

A while later, when Jeongguk was at the verge of passing out, Tae came inside him with a deep groan, painting his spasming walls with his seeds. Tae sighed deeply as he pulled out slowly, hearing his breath alone made Jeongguk whine desperately like an insatiable còcksleeve.

The panting man grinning at his own cùm leaking out of his glistening, abused cùnt that still spasmed. He felt pity on the exhausted boy who's body kept twitching because of how intense the sèx was. Tae tugged the boy's wet messy hair behind his ears and gently took out the fully soaked panties from his mouth.

He, however, disliked how his cùm was spilling out of his hole. Tsk, what a waste! He spotted the discarded dìldo kept aside and fetched it. He gave the odd shaped thing a fat lick and shoved it back inside the boy's cùnt. Jeongguk seemed to have loved the action, for he pushed his @ss further towards the man.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Greedy bìtch, tsk"

Taehyung spat nastily, smirking. And the next second, he had slapped the boy's cùnt harshly making him flinch forward, weeping. Tae slapped his throbbing cùnt once again and liked how the boy looked back at him with those vulnerable eyes, mouth parted and tongue peeking slightly.

The tables seem to have turned. The man ignored the boy's begging eyes and busied himself by tucking his flaccid member back inside his pants, stepping away from the whiny boy, who's tight àss he just ruined.

Jeongguk somehow got the cue and dressed himself up, his thighs were still shaking while he put on his pants over his entirely wet panties. Although it grossed him out, but he obviously didn't carry extra undies in his go-to tote bag.

By the time he had dressed himself up, Tae looked over his airport ticket, and looked back up at him, nonchalantly.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Jeon Jeongguk, is it? Flight No. 13B 715, Boarding time 1300 hours."

Jeongguk nodded looking away, hands clasping onto the straps of his Todoroki tote bag.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Well then,"

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"You're perfectly fit to travel to USA. Thanks for cooperating!"

Tae smiled professionally and handed over the ticket back to the boy, before making his way to the door, holding it open for the boy to go and board his soon-departing flight.

Gguk nodded dumbly, and walked towards the door slowly, drowning in his thoughts. Should he report this man for touching him improperly— for harassi— no, he wasn't actually harassed, was he?

He enjoyed it though, and it was somehow consensual? Yes? No? Jeongguk's mind was a mush, his pùssy still spasming in his pants reminding him so nicely he was fùcked, and how he would look forward to being taken and used like this once again. He had thrown his morale out of the window long ago, and the fact that he'd cheated on his boyfriend with this particular man was one of his least concerns at this point. . .

So, it wouldn't hurt to try, would it? He won't regret it one bit about breaking up with Rigel, apart from losing all that queen-treatment and luxuries, when it meant he could have this drop dead gorgeous, Greek God-like, handsome man who also got a big còck. . . The exchange was rather tempting: [Big, heavy còck >> Micropènis]

Taehyung noticed the boy standing still, staring into space. He wondered what Jeongguk was thinking, but one thing he knew for sure was. Jeongguk won't be reporting him any soon. . . None of guys and girls he'd fùcked in this way earlier had never reported him. They asked for his number instead indeed. Which he gladly gave, but not the correct one. . . Taehyung was sly. He never fùcked the same person twice. Sue him for his unfairly good looks, but he was used to getting out of shitty mess because of his face and body alone. He was "aware" of the power he holds.

But this boy, this boy somehow made him want to fùck him again. . . And it was so unusual for him to think this way. Taehyung of course didn't want this weird feeling to dwell any longer in his mind and change the way of his heart. He absolutely detested attachments. . . But this boy, this boy made him think otherwise.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"Sir, Its almost time for your flight."

He spoke, voice devoid of emotions, desperately wanting the boy to disappear from his sight, before he gets used to the boy's presence more than he should. Jeongguk seemed to have a different intention though. . .

Jeon Jeongguk

"I caught you staring at me earlier. So, are you interested in me? Do you like me?"

Jeongguk spoke child-like, eyes blinking prettily at the man who held a bored expression.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"No,"

Jeon Jeongguk

"Are you sure? This is your last chance to stop me. . . I'll ask once again, do you like me?"

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"It's still a no,"

Jeon Jeongguk

"Let me rephrase it. . ."

Jeon Jeongguk

"Wanna fùck me again?"

Taehyung's eyes seem to flicker a little as he stared down at the pretty boy standing in front of him, looking at him with big doe eyes, things sticking together almost in an alluring stance. The man's jaw clenched, Jeongguk didn't miss that at all and grinned.

Jeongguk stepped closer to him, his one hand curling around Tae's wrist and bringing it up to his chest, placing it over his bòob and making him grope his tìt, eyes staring back at him full of mischief.

Jeon Jeongguk

"You /really/ want to lose /me/ to a boring, 'small' white dude? I'd say, that's a very bad decision. . ."

Jeongguk pouted, feigning hurt, before letting go of Tae's wrist, which still was groping his soft tìt. Gguk shrugged and was just about to walk out that he felt a pull behind. In no time, Tae was back hugging him and mouthing on his nape, one hand shoved inside his crop top pinching his tìts cruelly.

Kim Taehyung (TSA)

"I will fùck you soo deep today that you'll forget your goddamn name"

Taehyung rasped right into his ear and Gguk whined out. The next thing he remembers, is the TSA agent pinning him to the wall and fùcking him out of his wits. . Like that, Jeongguk indeed missed his flight but scored himself a "big" husband. . .