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— Didn’t daddy tell you to behave while I was gone? Bad boys get punished, baby. —
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Maybe Jungkook was just a horrible sub.Taehyung had told him specifically not to touch without permission. It was one of their few, very strict rules. Jungkook was usually good at obeying them for the most part. He’d gotten punished only a few times by the dom since they started their relationship. He prided himself on being an obedient submissive.But today was not one of his good days.He’d been watching YouTube at home. One of the perks of being Taehyung’s submissive was that his hyung took care of everything for him. He didn’t have to go to work if he didn’t want to. Jungkook made a little cash here and there by drawing commissions for people online as a hobby, but he wasn’t required to have a serious job. Taehyung gave him free rein in their large house, but there were still specific rules he needed to follow.1. Do not leave the house without letting me know where you’re going.
2. I will get you anything you want, but you need to ask first.
3. Do not invite people over without permission.
4. No hooking up with anyone else. You’re mine and only mine.
5. No playing with yourself without daddy’s permission.If he didn’t follow those rules, there would be punishments.Jungkook had every intention to follow the rules that day. He considered himself extremely lucky to be living the life that he was. Taehyung swept him off of his feet and essentially saved him from the downward pitfall that was his life. The idol had fans chasing after him left and right, yet he’d fallen for Jungkook. The younger wanted so desperately to be good for him.But then, one of Taehyung’s music videos came on. It was one that Jungkook, for some odd reason, hadn’t seen before. Taehyung was very private with his idol business, only uttering small reminders when he had a photo shoot or an interview. But Jungkook wondered why Taehyung had kept quiet about filming this video. It had millions of views already, even though it was fairly recent.Jungkook made the decision to watch it. And fuck, if it wasn’t a mistake.Taehyung was hot. Jungkook was well aware of this. But in the music video, titled, “Singularity,” he was the sexiest man on the fucking planet. Sure, the lyrics weren’t exactly the happiest, but there was something about the way that Taehyung moved that made Jungkook’s pants feel incredibly tight.Rule number five. It was just as important as all the rest of the rules, if not the most important. But as Jungkook watched Taehyung fluidly glide along the large expanse of their TV, his clothes began feeling more and more uncomfortable. He found himself parting his lips, his hand creeping down his shorts, brushing against the soft fabric of his underwear. He wasn’t supposed to wear lace, either, without Taehyung around to see it.Jungkook supposed what he didn’t know couldn’t hurt him.Before he knew it, he’d completely discarded his shorts. He was left in his large, oversized yellow sweater and black lace underwear. His hands trembled as one of them brushed his toned abdomen, the other sliding below along waistline of the soft lace. He was already embarrassingly hard, that turned on from watching his boyfriend sensually mouth the words on the screen. He began to palm himself through his underwear, sighing and letting his head fall back against the couch cushion at the feeling.Jungkook had the video playing on repeat. He closed his eyes, letting Taehyung’s deep voice wash over him. His legs trembled as he finally moved his hand beneath the waistline of his underwear, his fingers brushing his hardened cock. There was already a surprising amount of precum spilling from the tip, soaking through the elegant black lace. He sighed in relief as he began to stroke himself.
No playing with yourself without daddy’s permission.
Jungkook paused, his chest heaving. Taehyung’s rule kept repeating itself in his mind. He whimpered, his thumb going lower to brush over the tip of his leaking cock. He bucked his hips into his own hand pathetically. He was acting like a slut, a greedy little submissive who couldn’t follow their dom’s rules. Guilty tears sprang into his eyes. But it felt so good that he didn’t want to stop.He was working himself up so beautifully. Little moans began to spill from his lips which were red and swollen from being pulled by his teeth. He rocked into his hand, shivering at the sensations surrounding him. Taehyung’s husky voice was all he could hear while his own hand on his cock was all he could feel. He closed his teary eyes, stroking himself in time with the music.Then the fucking phone rang.Jungkook froze, his heart rate picking up dramatically. He realised that it was his cellphone ringing, which meant it was most definitely Taehyung. His eyes flew open as he sat up. Leaving his hand on his cock, his other reached for the end table and plucked his phone off of it. He stared at Taehyung’s name on the screen with utmost dread and terror.“H-Hello?”
“Jungkook, baby. How’s my darling doing today? Have you eaten yet?”
Fuck, Taehyung was always so sweet and caring, making sure Jungkook was well-fed and happy. Yet here Jungkook was, touching himself like a little slut, disobeying one of his dom’s few rules. He really was the worst submissive.“Y-Yes, I ate a little while ago,” Jungkook forced out, truly trying his best not to sound too breathless.Of course, it didn’t work. As he continued to rock desperately into his palm, his hand working his swollen length beautifully, Taehyung noticed something was wrong.“What’s wrong, baby? Are you not feeling well?” Taehyung sounded so concerned.Guilt swarmed Jungkook again. He needed to end the call before he started crying or something. “I’m fine,” he whimpered. “W-Were you calling to c-check up on me?” His thumb rubbed over his leaking slit and he accidentally moaned into the receiver.There was a pause on the other line.“Jungkook,” Taehyung spoke, his voice eerily calm. “Are you touching yourself without permission?”Jungkook bit back a sob. “N-No,” he tried, but it came out breathless.“Oh, darling,” Taehyung sighed. “Didn’t daddy tell you to behave while I was gone? Bad boys get punished, baby.”“I-I’m sorry,” Jungkook whimpered. “I’ve b-been bad.”
“Precious baby. You’re so desperate for it that you couldn’t even wait until I got home, could you?”
“I’m sorry, daddy,” Jungkook whispered. “One of your music videos started playing and it made me feel all hot inside . . .”It was silent for a moment. “What video, baby?” Taehyung finally asked.“Singularity,” Jungkook replied quietly. “Y-You look so good, daddy. Why did you never tell me about it?”“Hm,” Taehyung hummed. “Maybe because I knew it would turn you into a naughty boy. Maybe I knew the effect it would have on you. Look at you, all worked up on the phone, touching yourself without permission. This is what I was trying to avoid, angel. You’re usually so good for me.”Jungkook bit his lip to muffle a moan as he thrust up into his palm. He was so hard that it physically hurt. He wished Taehyung was there to make him feel good like he always did. But he knew that he’d disobeyed the rules and would be getting a punishment instead.“Please don’t make me stop,” Jungkook begged into the phone before he could stop himself. “I-I’m so close.”“Oh, does my baby want to cum?” Taehyung’s raspy voice purred on the other line.“Yes,” Jungkook breathed, moving his hand faster. “Yes, please.”
“Do you deserve to cum, baby boy? You’ve been so naughty. Daddy didn’t tell you that you could play with yourself.”
Jungkook whined into the phone. “Please, daddy, I promise I’ll take my punishment like a good boy.”Taehyung chuckled softly, the sound unsurprisingly going straight to Jungkook’s groin. “Alright, baby, I’m feeling awfully generous today. I’ll tell you what: be a good boy for me now and then you can cum. Okay?” Jungkook eagerly agreed. “Good,” Taehyung hummed. “Be nice and descriptive for daddy, baby boy. How does it feel? Are you spread open, wishing I was there to fill you up?”Jungkook moaned. “Y-Yes,” he whimpered. “It feels so nice, daddy. W-Wish you were here.” One of his hands reached underneath his sweater to roll his left nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He gasped at the feeling, rolling his hips unconsciously.
“Tell me more, honey. Be descriptive.”
“O-Oh,” Jungkook stuttered, moving to his other nipple as he continued to stroke his cock. “I-I’m leaking, daddy. So wet for you. F-Feels so good.”
“I love to see your cock dripping in your pretty panties. Are you wearing some, baby?”
“Yes,” Jungkook whined. “Y-Your favourite kind.”“And I’m not there to see it? Naughty, naughty boy,” Taehyung sighed. “Leave them on, love. I want you to soak them with your mess.”“Y-Yes, daddy,” Jungkook replied obediently. The thought of soaking his underwear with his cum made him stroke himself faster. He rocked into his palm in desperation, his abdomen tightening with the need to release. He spread his legs wider as more precum leaked from the head of his cock.“I bet you look so pretty, darling. Stroking your lovely cock in your pretty little panties. All nice and wet for daddy,” Taehyung breathed into the phone. “Come on, baby. Keep going. Make yourself desperate for it.”Jungkook moaned lowly, his hips stuttering. He could already feel himself nearing his release, the pressure inside him growing and growing until it was nearly unbearable. “C-Can I cum?” Jungkook whimpered. “Please?”
“Go on, baby. Cum in your panties for daddy.”
Fuck. Jungkook’s abdomen tightened as the waves of pleasure began to crash over him. His back arched slightly and he let out a shaky moan as his cock twitched in his underwear, letting out spurts of sticky cum. He continued rocking into his fist, chasing his orgasm. He shivered when he finished, slowly removing his hand.“You sound so lovely when you cum,” Taehyung sighed. “Did you make a mess, love?”“Yes,” Jungkook whispered. “I’m sorry, daddy.”“Stay just like that, baby boy. I’ll be home soon. I wanna see how lovely you look sitting in your wet panties like that. Be a good boy now. We’ll discuss your punishment when I get there.” Taehyung was using the voice, the one that Jungkook knew not to mess with.“Yes, daddy.” He squirmed uncomfortably in the wet underwear, the cum having spread through it automatically. He paused the music video, not wanting to get himself worked up again.“That’s my good boy,” Taehyung cooed into the phone before hanging up.Jungkook knew that Taehyung was going to drag his punishment out, but he didn’t mind. After all, he practically had phone sex with his boyfriend. In his mind, it was all worth it. In retrospect, Taehyung should have been more furious than he was. He was lucky he even got the release he was craving.He truly had the best dom in the world.