Contract With The Devil (Taegi)

Warning : smut/Light smut ahead🤷🏻‍♀️🔞

Yoongi spent another few days nursing his pain. Taehyung, on the other hand, checked on him constantly and made Yoongi wonder if the sex was that good for him; he knew he felt great, but he couldn't ask Taehyung as he would assume something else or even think that Yoongi was desperate to go again. The truth was that he was kind of excited. He has never felt that good being with a man before, and was dying to explore more as a bottom. But Taehyung didn't need to know that information.

Yoongi was cleaning up Taehyung's studio as Taehyung sat there and was working on some lyrics. He had a million empty water bottles and juice packs lying around, and he refused anyone else to enter his studio, so the trash has been piling up, and it automatically became Yoongi's  job to deal with it. He mentally yelled at himself and the Namseok couple because of the work he had to do.

"Just make him behave, he said. Now I'm this idiot's maid and chauffeur...who gets to fuck him, which is great!"

Yoongi shook his head, warding off his unholy thoughts, and bent down to pick up the trash on the floor. Little did he know that the man behind him was ogling him.

"Damn it!!" Tae cursed and banged his head repeatedly on the table.
"What?" Yoongi asked, seeing Taehyung being weird again! Which is the norm. According to Yoongi, Taehyung was a very weird guy. He almost never understood his quirks and thoughts at all. Just like Taehyung's obsession with him.

"Nothing.." Tae looked up and said:
Yoongi kept the trash bag down and asked, "Why do you look constipated?"
"Blood rush!!"
"What blood rush?! "

Tae took a deep breath. "Yoongi, I m hard!!" He said that, and Yoongi then noticed the visible tent formed inside his pants, which made him frown.
" Why?! Yoongi looked around, seeing what triggered the man, and suddenly looked back at Taehyung with big eyes and said, "Were you writing erotic lyrics?! The company won't approve that kind of song for your debut; I think we discussed that!"

Tae shook his head violently. "No, I was not!! You bent over. It was too much for my baby."
"You call your dick your baby!! I bend over! And that made you hard! How horny are you?" Yoongi laughed

"I don't know, Yoongi. I think I have gone crazy. I'm like constantly thinking about sex," he groaned.

"Isn't that your normal day?" Yoongi sassed

"Sex with you!"

Yoongi was taken aback a bit. So he was right; Tae got hooked just like he was thinking. He once again wondered what was so special about him.
"I really, really want to fuck you in every position known to man! Damn if you were not in pain anymore..shitt!!" Tae banged his table, making some papers and pens fall down.

Yoongi slowly picked them up and placed them back on his desk.
"I m not in pain," he mumbled almost inaudibly.
"Excuse me!!" Tae leaned forward, raising his eyebrows. He wasn't sure if he heard it right.

Yoongi suddenly got flustered, and he gulped hard. He turned away from the younger , pretending to be busy. He heard Taehyung's chair moving, and he suddenly grabbed Yoongi and made him turn his way.
"Oh, damn kitten! I always wanted to fuck you in the studio.!!"

Yoongi almost choked upon hearing him. "Nope, not happening!!" he said, shaking his head.

Tae sighed "Do you always have to say no?
Be a man, admit you like having sex with me, and take off your clothes!"
Yoongi creased his forehead, taking in all that Taehyung just said, "Wha..what!"
Before he could make sense of what Taehyung said, he found Taehyung already unbuttoning his shirt.

"What the hell are you doing? I won't let you!! It's your studio. We are in the company."

Tae stopped and looked at Yoongi. "Your face is red like a tomato. Come on! You're imagining it now, aren't you?"