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Taehyung has no option than to keep watching. Horror, anger and hurt twisting in his veins. But what really kills him is arousal. His cock is straining in his pants. He knows it’s almost purple with how hard it is. He can feel the wetness through his jeans. But this arousal disgusts him. It drives him crazy and makes him more agitated than he already was.
But you can’t blame him for being aroused. What he’s witnessing is pure debatuary. However the issue is that the one being debatched is his husband, Kim Seokjin, who from the looks of it is truly enjoying himself.
Currently on his hands and knees his breath hitches as a particularly hard thrusts makes his whole body jerk. His ass cheeks jiggles in response as the beast drills into his pretty pussy.
Seokjin would have moaned louder if only his mouth wasn’t full of cock. So he looks up as his hair is fisted, looking into round rimmed glasses covering big starry eyes. Feeling his throat being used as a flesh light. Cum outlining his mouth and dripping down his chin.
He can’t focus on anything really. Every thrust makes him go cross eyed. His pupils are dilated, he’s crying from pleasure.
“Oh princess.” He hears as the cock leaves his mouth only to be replaced by desperate lips that Seokjin clings on to. “Messy baby.” He hears making him pout and then blush when he feels fingers run over his pout. “You’re so precious. I can’t wait to worship you forever!” He hears as he’s kissed again but then it all stops when he feels a hand gripping his nape and pulling him back.
“Ggukie—-” a stern voice says as Seokjin finds himself on his knees with his womb being poked. His back plastered to a strong chest as two large hands cup his breast. Pinching his nipples making him whine in pain and pleasure.
“Hyung don’t! He bruises easily!” Seokjin hears only to feel wetness on his nipple. A hungry tongue licking and then teeth gently nibbling away before they’re being sucked with gusto.
His hands automatically fly into the mop of curls at his breast while the other flies to the silky locks of the man fucking him while marking his neck.
“Milk…hyung I want milk!” Ggukie said as Seokjin felt fire flow through his veins. His cunt clenching deliciously onto the cock ramming inside him. He was already stuffed full of cum. He could hear it sloshing inside him but still the idea of being pregnant and of producing milk made him wetter.
The fact that this wasn’t his husband’s cum didn’t even cross his mind. It was after all too broken to care.
“Hmm…you like that? The idea of giving him milk?” Seokjin heard as he felt open mouth kisses being placed behind his ear. The question made his pussy gush more juices as he dreamed about the possibility. But then he heard a stern, “Answer me!” Only to be left unable to do so when the thrusts became hard and short.
Each feeling like a shock to his soul. Making him unable to think or speak. “I heard you two have been trying. I got his reports. ‘Low sperm count’ it says. Did you know?” Seokjin heard as tears pricked in the corners of his eyes.
“Hyung…you’re being mean! Don’t make him cry!” Ggukie said as he pulled back and reached forward to wipe Seokjin’s tears only to be left in tears himself when his fingers were batted away.
“Get off the bed. Go stand in the corner!” Was barked out at him as Ggukie pouted. “But I want to fuck him too! It’s not fair!!!” Ggukie whined only to hear an extremely stern, “No. His pussy belongs to Jeon Jungkook and no one else, not even you! Now go!” Ggukie gulped at that and rushed to comply. Getting off and dressing quickly before he went to stand behind Taehyung.
“You like me being mean hmm? I felt you clenching just now. Your tight cunt…Oh don’t cry sweetheart. Just answer me. Do you want it? To be pregnant? For these useless breasts to give milk? Hmm?” Jungkook mocked Seokjin as he felt thick fingers slap his clit. The slaps getting more intense with each question.
“Ye-yes! Pl-please!” Seokjin stuttered only to be left empty as Jungkook pulled out entirely. He fell forward then. His body entirely lax. Like a rag doll with no control over his limbs.
But then he was maneuvered on his back. In a way that if he looked up he could see Taehyung; which meant Taehyung had a top view of Seokjin being fucked.
“I want you to watch. Watch while I breed him!” Jungkook said to Taehyung which made him struggle more. The binds had already cut into his hands. The pain was nothing compared to the anger he felt.
Anger that only multiplied as Seokjin willingly opened his legs. As Seokjin gasped and moaned when Jungkook shoved his cock inside him in one go. As Seokjin whined when he felt cum ooze out around Jungkook’s cock. “It’s okay darling. I’ll stuff you with more.” Jungkook said smirking at the broken man under him who looked at him with such a mix of need and desperation that Jungkook didn’t wait.
Thrusting hard and fast as Seokjin wrapped himself around him with his legs around Jungkook’s waist and arms around his neck as he kissed his neck and shoulder. His moans getting higher in pitch as Jungkook moved to suck on his breast.
Finally when Jungkook knew he’d reached his breaking point he looked at Ggukie who was still behind Taehyung. He smiled deviously at his brother who smiled just as deviously back at him.
Taehyung who noticed that didn’t know what to expect but then was left shocked when Ggukie pulled his chair back. Only to get in between his legs and pull at Taehyung’s belt and then his zipper.
“Get your fucking hands off me!” Taehyung growled, getting a, “Nuh uh…hyung wants you to come too!” From Ggukie who gave him a big smile.
It was an assault on his dignity and his conscience. To come while his husband was bred by another man. Taehyung would curse his biology for the rest of his life because watching his husband being fucked for hours by two men had already driven him over the edge.
His husband’s sweet moans and alluring sounds had already got him dripping.
He tried looking away instead of watching Jungkook thrust hard and deep inside his husband while playing with his clit and making him cum. But Ggukie held his face so that he saw everything. How Seokjin’s back arched and how he pursed his lips asking for a kiss. How his eyes were glassy and how he sighed when Jungkook finally kissed him.
Taehyung watched the moment Jungkook came. He saw the full body shiver that rushed through the man before he began stuffing Seokjin’s already stuffed womb. He heard Seokjin’s breath hitch. He saw that satisfied smile.
That made him come. Spurts of white leaving his cock. Shame and disgust immediately following as he willed his body to stop reacting.
His mind going blank as he watched Seokjin relax and his legs fall away. Watching Seokjin continue kissing Jungkook before it all went black.
2 years later
Taehyung sits in the basement of the Seoul Crime Headquarters. The once ambitious officer now voluntarily only does paperwork.
He’s been ostracized by everyone. His family moved back to Daegu. He doesn’t have friends anymore. He knows his nickname among those who know of his story is ‘Icarus’ because he’s attempted to fly too close to the sun.
A young ambitious officer, he truly believed he could end the Jeon empire. He truly believed he was a match for the Jeon twins - Jeon Jungkook and Jeon Jeongguk.
Only to be left humiliated and with nothing.
No prestige, no honor, no family, no friends, no husband.
He got the signed divorce papers three months later. The instructions were simple: ‘Sign them.’
That was it.
Meanwhile
Seokjin is begging. He’s begging for more as Jungkook holds his waist and impales him on his cock. Jungkook is not delicate. He’s never delicate. He’s always rough.
But he doesn’t hurt Seokjin. He’s too possessive and passionate to do that. But he leaves marks. He leaves marks all over Seokjin only for Ggukie to kiss them better.
Quite literally.
The brothers are chalk and cheese with the flavor of the way they make love to Seokjin.
Jungkook, all force and fire.
Jeongguk, all calm and soft.
They both share the same level of insanity though. Jeongguk never leaving Seokjin alone. Spending every second with his mouth on Seokjin’s breast or between his legs. He’s gentle but not averse to making Seokjin go on his knees to suck his cock.
But he’s never fucked Seokjin’s cunt. He can’t. It belongs to his brother.
His brother who is older by 49 minutes. Who has a dominant streak so strong that even his twin cowers because of it. Meaning he’d never disobey Jungkook’s orders.
“His milk tastes good, right Ggukie?” Jungkook asks as he holds Seokjin’s waist and makes him bounce on his cock. He smiles as he sees Seokjin’s shoulder muscles twitch. He watches Seokjin’s spine move and it makes him harder.
“Yes hyung…so good! Thank you!” Ggukie said, sucking on Seokjin’s breast with his brows furrowed and his nose scrunched, looking angry but Seokjin knows he’s enjoying himself.
Much like Seokjin who is in a reverse cowboy position with his back to Jungkook and his cunt stuffed with him while his breasts are available for Jeongguk’s pleasure.
“You’re welcome. I always give you what you want. But we must say thank you to our baby too. Pretty little doll.” Jungkook said as his hands roamed over Seokjin’s sides.
His words like honey, making Seokjin feel languid and cherished. His body beaming in a blush as his cunt clenched around Jungkook’s cock.
“You’re so greedy baby…aren’t you satisfied?” Jungkook taunted as he held Seokjin’s waist and fucked into him. Smiling as Seokjin moaned, low and loud before saying, “No. Wa-want more. Need more.”
That answer pleased Jungkook who fucked him harder as Jeongguk left Seokjin’s breast to kiss him. His hand moving to pinching Seokjin’s clit till he came as Jungkook filled him up again.
“Oh…” Seokjin gasped as he relaxed into Jungkook’s chest while the twins became alert only for the trio to hear the cry of their son who’d woken up in the next room.
“You’re so good!” Jeongguk exclaimed as he kissed Seokjin, quickly rushing to get dressed and to get their son while Jungkook covered Seokjin with a blanket and used the wipes to wipe around his breast.
Keeping his hand on Seokjin’s tummy and lightly pressing the bulge there as Seokjin let out a soft moan.
“Here he is.” Jeongguk said bringing in their boy. Handing him over to Seokjin who sighed as their son latched on his breast.
“Glad you left him some.” Jungkook teased his brother as he wrapped his arms around Seokjin. It made Jeongguk laugh, reaching ahead and cupping Seokjin’s cheek as he said, “Hmm…I don’t have to worry. Our darling here will never disappoint.”
It made Seokjin blush more than he already was. His ears going beet red as he felt Jungkook kiss his shoulder while Jeongguk kissed his forehead.
The brothers had different shades of expressing themselves too. Jeongguk was open and constant. He’d said “I love you” to Seokjin so many times that an outsider would think it was all meaningless. But it wasn’t. Seokjin knew Jeongguk meant it with how he touched him and held him and worshiped him.
Jungkook never said the words. He proved them via his actions with how he fucked Seokjin, with how he bought him everything he never asked for, with how he would hold him in public.
Jungkook was the leader of the empire he was so proud of. He never had time for whimsy or for trivial things which is why he was always stressed and which is why he took it out on Seokjin who willingly offered himself up as Jungkook’s personal sex toy.
Never complaining about positions or the number of rounds or where they fucked. All because he wanted Jungkook to sleep without frowning. Something he did while being plastered to Seokjin’s back, usually using him as a cocksleeve.
Though this was a life Seokjin had never ever envisioned. He was a small town boy who was married off to a cop and told he’d be taken care of.
Which didn’t happen.
Instead he was kidnapped by two handsome brothers who proceeded to give him the choice of either being fucked by them or watching his husband being tortured.
Seokjin chose himself because he believed Taehyung would save him. His mistake being underestimating the Jeon twins.
However he didn’t miss his old life. He didn’t know why the twins were obsessed with him. He knew he was beautiful and kind but he didn’t get what made him attractive beyond that.
“Peace. I find peace inside you.” Jungkook had once said when he was drunk as he caged Seokjin to the wall inside an associates home while there was a party outside. Hitching Seokjin’s leg up and fucking into him as Seokjin attempted not to be too loud.
“Loving you makes me happy. So damn happy!” Jeongguk had said once while sucking on Seokjin’s clit. His fingers moving in and out of Seokjin as he blacked out from overstimulation.
However there were doubts and insecurities. Especially after their second son was born. He’d heard whispers of some associate's young son who was trying to lure the twins away.
Seokjin had cried as he’d been made love to that night. But his tears weren’t of the flavor the twins recognized. “What is it baby?” Jeongguk had asked as Seokjin gasped on a particular thrust only for him to pull Jeongguk close and lean into Jungkook, clenching on his length as he pathetically said, “Do-don’t leave m-me.”
Neither discussed that with him the next day. He too didn’t bring it up, embarrassed by his desperation. But then in the afternoon when he was playing with his sons he realized he’d never have to worry.
Their older boy was shy. He’d get especially shy when Seokjin would say “I love you”. So that afternoon that’s what he was doing holding his boys and saying “I love you” only to look up at Jungkook who was watching over them; who now looked right into Seokjin’s eyes and said, “I love you.”
It was the first time. But not the last time. Though it was scarce. Seokjin then realized it was because saying those words made the scary mafia don Jeon Jungkook shy.
Like his son.
The twins claimed the boys as ‘theirs’ but biologically they were Jungkook’s because as declared Seokjin’s pussy belonged to him.
Though Jeongguk got his chance a year or so later when Jungkook was away on the twins birthday and so he gave his brother a ’gift’ which was the permission to fuck Seokjin’s cunt.
Jeongguk who’d only ever gotten close enough to rut over Seokjin’s clit went a little crazy. He indeed used his whole birthday to fuck Seokjin. Stuffing him so full that his belly was bloated to where he already looked pregnant.
Which he got. Giving birth to the third Jeon child who was a replica of Seokjin.
Also Jungkook’s favorite.
And so that was his life. In a twisted way. His happily ever after.
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Taehyung saw Seokjin again seven years after the last time he’d seen him in person. He’d known Seokjin was still with the Jeon’s. In the beginning he hated him for that but then he had time to process everything and even found himself moving on.
With a lovely man too. Park Jimin, a widow of another officer, another officer killed in a bloody operation against the Jeon’s that failed.
The investigation after the failed operation lasted a year or so within which Taehyung helped Jimin begin healing. The files had now been closed and it was Taehyung’s job to log them away.
Something he was in the process of doing when he saw a CD labeled, ‘Dinner party’. It piqued his interest, it was late as is, so he played it on his laptop.
It was surveillance of the Jeon’s at what seemed like a dinner party. Then Taehyung saw the date. December 4th. It was Seokjin’s birthday party.
Then the camera moved and focused right on Seokjin and for once Taehyung was stunned.
He looked more beautiful than before. Dressed in a skimpy white dress that was beyond scandalous. His creamy arms bare except for the tennis bracelets dangling delicately from both of his wrists. The neckline of the dress scooped to show off his supple breast.
However his modesty was protected by a waterfall of diamonds and sapphires. The necklace he was wearing was so glittery and eye-catching that it was a wonder anyone could focus on anything else.
But the party goers didn’t have a choice because no one wanted to be caught staring at the ‘The Jeon’s Doll.’
That’s what was his nickname in the law enforcement circuit.
Taehyung watched as Seokjin blushed while Jungkook whispered in his ear. His diamond droplet earrings moving as Seokjin giggled.
That’s when Taehyung noticed Seokjin’s position. Sitting at the head of the table, facing the guests.
While on Jungkook’s lap.
It didn’t take a genius to figure out what his actual position was - having Jungkook’s cock nestled deep inside him. Something Jungkook made obvious by having one of his hands on Seokjin’s waist and the other on his tummy.
Taehyung felt a sour taste in his mouth. Residual jealousy and hatred as he cataloged the changes in Seokjin.
He looked gorgeous. His frame was fuller. His breast looked heavier. His waist was tiny. His hips flared.
He looked happy.
Then Jeongguk walked into the frame. Smiling at Seokjin who smiled back. Holding a glass to Seokjin’s lips with some red wine before watching him drink.
Taehyung stopped the video.
Which meant he missed how there was a drop of wine on the corner of Seokjin’s lips that Jeongguk caught with his finger before he offered it to Seokjin who took the digit in his mouth and sucked on it.
His pupils dilating when Jungkook pressed on his tummy a little harder than before, making him gently bite down on Jeongguk’s finger.
“Let’s go celebrate your birthday properly baby?” Jungkook whispered in Seokjin’s ear as Jeongguk cupped his cheek.
All smiling when Seokjin nodded his head.
The smile on his face mirrored by the twins who knew that night would be one to remember.
Which it indeed was as Seokjin found himself being spread open with only the necklace around his neck as he sucked on Jeongguk’s cock while Jungkook made love to him by stuffing him full of cum.
Just the way he liked it!