“You call it madness, but I call it love.”

Chapter 26: Your Name

Taehyung's heart was racing, the anger still burning in his chest as he hit the car door, trying to free himself from Jungkook's grip. He was drunk, the alcohol still clouding his judgment, but the frustration was sharp, clear, and impossible to ignore.

“Stop this car!” Taehyung shouted, his voice raw with emotion as his hand struck Jungkook's arm.

“Shut up, Taehyung!” Jungkook growled, his tone low and threatening, but Taehyung barely registered it, his own fury and the alcohol clouding his senses.

“Don’t freaking tell me what to do!” Taehyung snapped, his words slurring slightly as he yelled again. “Stop this car!”

But Jungkook, unyielding, continued to drive, the tension between them rising with every passing second. Taehyung’s shouting continued, but the words blurred into a jumble of frustration and confusion. They arrived at the cabin, the car halting with a soft thud. Jungkook immediately stepped out, walking around to open the door for Taehyung, but Taehyung stayed put, his hands gripping the seatbelt tightly, a defiant pout on his lips.

“Come out,” Jungkook commanded, his voice clipped, the patience clearly running thin.

Taehyung shook his head stubbornly, refusing to move, the anger still simmering in his veins. “No.”

“Come on, Taehyung,” Jungkook groaned, his frustration rising. “We can’t fight here. We have neighbors.”

Taehyung sneered, his eyes narrowing. “Why would I? This isn’t my place!”

Jungkook's jaw tightened, the tension between them escalating as he muttered under his breath, “Fine, you can’t even take off your seatbelt? Let me help you.”

“No, don’t touch me, you dirty—” Taehyung's words were sharp, but the defiance in his tone faltered slightly, the alcohol making him less sure of himself.

Jungkook's eyes flashed with irritation. “Then why the hell won’t you get out of the car?” He reached for Taehyung’s seatbelt, pulling it free in one swift motion.

Taehyung recoiled, fighting back. “What do you think you're doing?!”

Jungkook's patience snapped. He grabbed Taehyung’s hands, pulling him out of the car despite the resistance. “Help! Rapist!” Taehyung screamed, his voice high-pitched, hoping someone might hear. But the words only fueled Jungkook's rage.

Embarrassed and enraged, Jungkook slammed the car door behind him and dragged Taehyung into the cabin. “Shut up!” he snapped, his voice dark with frustration. Taehyung's protests continued, but they were cut off as Jungkook slammed him against the wall, his lips crashing against Taehyung’s with a force that left both of them breathless.

The kiss was hard and aggressive, a clash of teeth and lips, as if Jungkook was trying to silence everything that had been building between them. Taehyung gasped in shock, his mouth parting slightly, but that only seemed to encourage Jungkook, who deepened the kiss with a desperate urgency. The raw intensity of the moment overwhelmed Taehyung, his body stiffening in surprise before the heat of it all began to flood his senses.

Jungkook’s grip tightened on his arms, holding him firmly in place, as his lips moved over Taehyung’s with a growing hunger. Taehyung felt a surge of something unfamiliar, something dangerous, as Jungkook bit down on his bottom lip, the sharp pain making Taehyung flinch, but also something more. It was a kiss full of tension, of everything unsaid, everything unspoken between them, a release of pent-up frustration and something darker that neither of them could fully understand yet.

Their bodies were pressed close, and the heat between them was undeniable. Taehyung's mind raced, but the only thing he could focus on was the feeling of Jungkook's lips, the weight of his touch, and the sudden intensity that filled the space between them. There was no going back now.

Jungkook’s lips didn’t give Taehyung a moment to breathe. He was relentless, his kisses fierce, devouring every inch of Taehyung’s skin as if he couldn’t get enough. With each kiss, each bite, Taehyung felt himself losing control, the world around him spinning as his body reacted instinctively to Jungkook’s touch. He didn’t know how much more he could take.

Suddenly, Jungkook pulled back, his gaze dark, smoldering with an intensity that made Taehyung’s heart race. Without warning, Jungkook’s hands gripped Taehyung’s waist, lifting him effortlessly as if he weighed nothing. Taehyung gasped, his breath catching in his throat, but before he could process what was happening, Jungkook threw him onto the bed with a sudden, commanding force.

The mattress creaked beneath him as Taehyung landed with a soft thud, his back pressing into the cool sheets. Before he could recover, Jungkook was on top of him, his lips finding Taehyung’s neck again, this time with more urgency. His hands roamed, pushing Taehyung’s shirt up as his mouth trailed fiery kisses down his jaw and across his collarbone, leaving a trail of bite marks and bruises that would linger long after the night was over.

Taehyung’s hands shot out, gripping Jungkook’s shirt, pulling him closer, desperate for more. His body burned with need, every touch, every kiss sending waves of heat coursing through him. He could feel Jungkook’s chest against his, the hard press of his body against his own, and the heat of it only made him crave more.

Jungkook growled against Taehyung’s skin, his lips crashing back to his with a hunger that sent sparks through Taehyung’s veins. Their mouths collided with urgency, tongues tangling as Taehyung’s back arched, pressing into Jungkook’s chest. The kiss was deep and raw, a mix of passion and something darker, more possessive. Jungkook’s hands gripped Taehyung’s hips, holding him still as he kissed him harder, more forcefully.

Taehyung’s heart raced as his body responded to every movement, every touch. He could feel Jungkook’s hands on his skin, his lips leaving marks on his neck and his collarbone, claiming him in a way that made Taehyung’s mind swirl. He wanted to fight it, to pull away, but he couldn’t. The heat between them was too much, too consuming.

Jungkook pulled away for a moment, his breath ragged, his eyes dark with desire. “You’re mine tonight, Taehyung,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. He kissed him again, this time more gently, as if savoring the moment, before trailing his lips back down to his neck.

Taehyung’s pulse quickened, the tension between them thick and electric. Jungkook’s hands slid up his shirt, lifting it over his head in one swift motion. Taehyung’s skin was bare, his body exposed and vulnerable beneath Jungkook’s touch, but the way Jungkook looked at him, the way his hands roamed over his body, made Taehyung feel more alive than he ever had before.

Jungkook’s lips found his neck again, kissing and biting, marking him with possessive hunger. The intensity of it, the way he made Taehyung feel like he was the only thing that mattered in the world, sent a thrill through him. His breath hitched as Jungkook’s teeth sank into his skin, leaving a bruise that would never fade.

“I won’t stop until you know you’re mine,” Jungkook muttered against his skin, his voice rough with desire.

Taehyung shivered, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him as Jungkook’s mouth continued its assault on his skin, leaving bite marks and hickeys that made his body ache for more. His mind was hazy, every touch, every kiss, pushing him further into a place where he didn’t want to think, just feel.

“Tyler? I'll make sure you'll forget that guy and moan my name.” Jungkook snickered.

“T-this is rape, you asshole!” Taehyung yelled with a blush creeping on his cheeks.

“Really? But your face tells different.” Jungkook smirked, lips ghosting on Taehyung's cheeks.

“I-I don't like it, W-what are you saying!” Taehyung gulped when he felt Jungkook's hand slip inside his shirt.

“I didn't say you need to like it. What I want for you is to love it.” Jungkook retorted, tearing up Taehyung's shirt.

“Did you just tear my shirt?!” Taehyung grumbled, his eyes glared at Jungkook.

“Yeah, and I will tear your ass next.” Jungkook smug.

He harshly pulled down Taehyung's pants with his bare hands.

“Fuck you!” Taehyung said through his gritted teeth.

“I love you too.” Jungkook responded as he kissed Taehyung once again.

His lips were moving aggressively making it hard for Taehyung to follow his moves. He submissively moans as Jungkook removes his underwear. Jungkook pulled away, staring at Taehyung's pink hole.

“What a nice view.” Jungkook snickered, squeezing a lube on his finger, pushing the tip of his pointing finger inside Taehyung's hole.

Taehyung groaned, however, Jungkook managed to push his two fingers, scissoring Taehyung's ass.

“Look at you, moaning underneath me, will your Tyler get jealous because of this? Let's try whose name you will moan this night.” Jungkook smirked as he pushed the third finger.

“Jeon Jungkook!” Taehyung grumbled in frustration, arching his back.

“I like that, let's try again.” Jungkook smirked when he spotted the prostate.

Taehyung's eyes rolled back, toes curling, mouth agape as he felt the pleasure.

“Jungkook~” Taehyung let out a lewd moan.

His body was shaking due to the pleasure; he barely uttered a proper word when those fingers teased his prostate.

“Please, it's coming~” Taehyung wailed out.

“That's good to hear. Unfortunately, I don't want you to come.” Jungkook grinned pulling out his fingers.

“Wait, What?! No, please it's hurting!" Taehyung begged, he saw his shaft hardened.

“And so?” Jungkook teased, unbuttoning his sleeves.

“I'm going to hate you in my entire life!” Taehyung clenched his jaw.

“And I'm going to love you in my entire life as well.” Jungkook chuckled.

He removed his pants, revealing his not a-baby-size shaft. Taehyung swallowed hard, eyes widened after seeing it.

“What the fuck is that?!” Taehyung asked in a shocked tone, sitting up on the bed.

“My dick?” Jungkook unsurely responded while pumping his shaft.

“That won't fit! What are you? An alien?!” Taehyung screamed while covering his eyes.

“It will fit, I assure you that.” Jungkook smirked, crawling on the bed.

“No, don't close to me! That won't just tear me! That will wreck me!” Taehyung fired back.

“That's the purpose.” Jungkook seductively uttered, putting Taehyung in a lying position.

Taehyung swallowed everything; he felt the tip poking into his hole. Jungkook pushed himself inside, groaning due to the tightness. Taehyung bit his bottom lip, his hole clenching around Jungkook's shaft.

“Jungkook ah!” Taehyung cried. He felt something ripping inside him.

Jungkook succeeded in filling Taehyung's hole with his length. He started to thrust not in a slow way but more in the quickest way. The bed was creaking while Taehyung's moans cracking. He was holding on to the bedsheet tightly when Jungkook thrusting.

“Taehyung, tell me who can make you moan louder like this?” Jungkook bothers to ask as he squeezes Taehyung's member.

“You! Jungkook─fuck!” Taehyung squirmed around, his seeds interrupted to come.

“Tyler or me?” Jungkook was grinning while thrusting and ejaculating Taehyung's length.

“Fuck you, Jeon Jungkook! Ugh!” Taehyung cried with his hands grasping and scratching Jungkook's back.

His tears couldn't stop same as Jungkook's thrust. He had to wrap his legs around Jungkook's waist while snuggling his face in the crook of Jungkook's neck as the man above him wouldn't slow down at all, hitting the sensitive spot, which made him wobble.

“Let me come, ngh, Jungkook," Taehyung pleaded, his nails digging into Jungkook's skin.

Turning his face to look at Taehyung, Jungkook grinned. “Why? Do you think you deserve it?” he then peppered Taehyung's face with soft kisses on his face.

“Y-yes, ah, please,” Taehyung sobbed as he tightened his grip around Jungkook's fine body.

"Well, let's see,” Jungkook giggled and he let go of Taehyung's shaft.

“Jungkook!“ Taehyung screamed because of the pleasure and pain.

Jungkook stopped for a moment, licking his lips while watching Taehyung squirt underneath him, which he definitely enjoyed.