Jungkook's eyes glinted with amusement as he leaned back in his chair, watching Taehyung. Jimin, still huddled on the sofa, seemed to shrink further into the cushions, bracing himself for the inevitable.

"So, what exactly did you plan to do once you had me 'abducted,' dramatic darling? Besides feeding me snacks," Jungkook asked, his voice a low, dangerous purr.

Taehyung, despite the throbbing in his head, met Jungkook's gaze defiantly. "Well, first, I was going to make sure you were comfortable. The duffel bag was just a backup, you know. I was hoping you'd just... get in." He managed a small, hopeful smile.

Jimin let out a choked gasp beside him.

"Then," Taehyung continued, ignoring Jimin, "we were going to go to a secluded cabin in the mountains. No cell service. Just us. For a whole weekend." His voice softened, a genuine longing seeping into his tone. "I wanted to spend time with you. Really spend time. Away from all this." He gestured vaguely around the opulent office. "And I wanted to make sure you knew... how much I mean it. How much I really mean it."

Jungkook's expression softened almost imperceptibly, his eyes lingering on Taehyung's face. "And what exactly would we be doing in this secluded cabin, dramatic darling? Besides staring into each other's eyes and eating snacks?"

Taehyung's cheeks flushed, but he held Jungkook's gaze. "Everything. Anything you wanted. Or didn't know you wanted." He leaned forward, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "More of what we did this last time , for sure. But longer. Deeper. Until you couldn't think of anything but me."

Jungkook's lips curved into a slow, knowing smirk. He took a sip of water from a glass on his desk, his eyes never leaving Taehyung. "I see. And you thought this was the most effective, or indeed, the safest, way to achieve this desired outcome?"

"It was the most dramatic!" Taehyung insisted, a flicker of his usual bravado returning. "And I already told you, I love you, Bunny Boss. When you love someone, you do crazy things. I just wanted to show you how much."

A heavy silence descended upon the room. Jimin, anticipating a terrifying response from Jungkook, squeezed his eyes shut. But Jungkook simply set down his glass, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"So, you love me," Jungkook stated, not as a question, but as a confirmed fact. His gaze was intense, penetrating. "Enough to attempt a 'romantic abduction' and risk... significant consequences from my security."

Taehyung swallowed, suddenly feeling vulnerable. "Yes," he whispered, his voice unwavering. "Yes, I do."

Jungkook leaned back, a faint, dangerous amusement in his eyes. He slowly reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a small, sleek device. He pressed a button, and the low hum of the 'do not disturb' system once again filled the room.

"Well, dramatic darling," Jungkook said, his voice a low, satisfied rumble. "It seems your grand scheme, while spectacularly ill-conceived and wildly reckless, has achieved its primary objective. We are now, once again, completely uninterrupted." He rose from his desk, beginning to slowly walk towards the sofa where Taehyung and Jimin sat. "And since you went to all that trouble, perhaps we can begin those 'activities' now. You know, the ones that don't involve duffel bags or unauthorized climbing."

Jimin let out a strangled squeak, eyes wide as saucers as Jungkook approached them. "Oh, no," he whimpered. "Not again. Not right now. I just woke up from being hit on the head!"

Taehyung, however, despite the lingering ache in his head, felt a thrill shoot through him. He met Jungkook's gaze, a challenging, yet utterly willing, fire in his own eyes. "Whatever you want, Bunny Boss," he murmured, his voice husky. "Whatever you want."

Jimin scrambled desperately backward on the sofa as Jungkook approached, his presence filling the dimly lit office with a quiet, dangerous authority. The hum of the 'do not disturb' system seemed to deepen, sealing them in.

Jungkook stopped directly in front of the sofa, looking down at them. His lips curved into a slow, satisfied smirk. "Good. Because I have a few things in mind." His eyes, dark and heavy with desire, settled on Taehyung. "And you, dramatic darling, are going to be very cooperative." He reached down, his fingers gently tracing the curve of Taehyung's jaw.

Jimin, seeing the intimate gesture, slowly raised his hands to cover his eyes. "I'm not here," he mumbled from behind his fingers. "I don't see anything. I'm just a pillow. A very traumatized pillow."

Taehyung chuckled, a low, pleased sound. He leaned into Jungkook's touch, his own hand coming up to gently cup Jungkook's wrist. "Always cooperative for you, Bunny Boss. You know that."

Jungkook's gaze flickered to Jimin for a fleeting moment, then back to Taehyung. "Good. Because the 'uninterrupted time' you so recklessly sought, we will now have. And since my staff was so diligent in apprehending you, they will also ensure our continued privacy." He leaned closer to Taehyung, his voice dropping to a possessive murmur. "This time, you're the one who's truly captured, my love. And you'll stay captured for as long as I desire."

A shiver of anticipation ran down Taehyung's spine. "Wouldn't have it any other way, Bunny Boss," he breathed, his eyes already tracing Jungkook's lips, ready to be consumed once more.

Jimin groaned loudly from behind his hands. "Someone please tell me there's an emergency exit from this nightmare. Or at least a blindfold." He braced himself, knowing full well he was now a captive audience to his best friend's utterly insane, yet undeniably potent, love story. The quiet hum of the room seemed to mock his despair, promising a very long, very private night for the two men who had kidnapped him, even if unintentionally.

Jungkook leaned over Taehyung on the sofa, his hand still gently cupping Taehyung's jaw. The implicit promise in his eyes, in the low rumble of his voice, was intoxicating. Taehyung's own gaze was already locked on Jungkook's lips, his body practically aching with renewed desire.

"Wouldn't have it any other way, Bunny Boss," Taehyung murmured, his voice husky with anticipation. He closed the small distance between them, tilting his head, ready to claim a kiss.

But just as their lips were about to meet, Jungkook shifted. He pulled back, a slow, deliberate movement, his hand sliding from Taehyung's jaw to his neck, then resting gently on his chest. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, a clear sign of his amusement and his intent to tease.

Taehyung's lips met empty air. His eyes, heavy with desire, snapped open, locking onto Jungkook's face. A small pout formed on his lips. "Bunny Boss," he whined, a playful edge to his voice. "Don't you dare tease me now."

Jungkook chuckled, a low, rich sound that vibrated through Taehyung's chest. "Oh, dramatic darling. After all that effort you put into 'capturing' me, do you really think I'm going to make it that easy for you?" He leaned back slightly, still maintaining eye contact, his hand a light weight on Taehyung's chest. "You tried to abduct me, scaled my walls, entered my private chambers. I think a little anticipation is perfectly warranted, wouldn't you agree?"

Jimin, who had slowly uncovered his eyes, saw the exchange and let out a soft, exasperated groan. "Oh, for the love of... just kiss him already! We're all in here!"

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Jungkook's gaze flickered to Jimin, a dark amusement in his eyes. "Patience, Jimin-ssi. True pleasure is always worth waiting for." He then returned his full attention to Taehyung, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "Besides, you're the one who needs to work for it now, aren't you? You wanted to be the dominant one. Prove it, dramatic darling. Prove you can still command me, even when I'm holding all the cards."

Taehyung stared at him, a flicker of challenge in his eyes, but also a deep understanding. Jungkook was playing, asserting his own control, turning the tables in the most delicious way. The game was on.

"Oh, I'll prove it, Bunny Boss," Taehyung murmured, a dangerous glint entering his eyes. He reached up, his hand finding Jungkook's tie, tugging gently. "You'll be begging for me to take you again, just like this morning."

Jungkook's smirk widened, his eyes darkening with desire. "Is that a promise, dramatic darling?"

"It's a declaration," Taehyung corrected, his voice a low growl. "And I always deliver on my declarations." He held Jungkook's gaze, the unspoken challenge hanging heavy in the air between them. The hum of the room seemed to intensify, ready for the next act in their dramatic, private play.

Taehyung's hand, still on Jungkook's tie, tugged gently, his eyes locked on Jungkook's, a silent promise of the dominance to come. Jungkook, however, simply deepened his smirk, enjoying the delicious anticipation. He leaned back, just an inch, then another, keeping his lips just out of reach.

"You'll have to try harder than that, dramatic darling," Jungkook purred, his voice a low, teasing rumble. "My patience is legendary. And I believe I mentioned I'm holding all the cards."

Taehyung's brow furrowed, a flicker of genuine irritation crossing his face. His carefully constructed plan for a romantic abduction had gone spectacularly wrong, his head still throbbed, and now Jungkook was playing games. He was usually the one doing the teasing.

"Oh, you want to play, Bunny Boss?" Taehyung's voice dropped, a dangerous edge creeping into it. "Fine. We can play."

Before Jungkook could react, Taehyung's free hand shot out, wrapping around Jungkook's waist with surprising speed and strength. With a decisive pull, Taehyung yanked him forward. Jungkook, caught off guard by the sudden force, stumbled. His eyes widened slightly in surprise as he lost his balance.

With a soft thump, Jungkook landed squarely in Taehyung's lap on the sofa, his legs falling open on either side of Taehyung's hips. The sudden closeness, the intimate contact, sent a jolt through both of them. Taehyung's arms immediately wrapped around Jungkook's waist, holding him firmly in place.

Jungkook let out a soft gasp, his hands instinctively bracing against Taehyung's chest. His previous smirk vanished, replaced by a look of surprised, dawning desire as he found himself straddling Taehyung, their bodies pressed intimately together.

"Caught you, Bunny Boss," Taehyung murmured, his voice a low, triumphant growl. His eyes, blazing with renewed dominance, locked onto Jungkook's, no longer playful, but full of fierce intent.

"Now, where were we? Ah, yes. You were teasing me." He tightened his grip around Jungkook's waist, pulling him even closer, leaving no space between them. "I don't like to be teased for long."

Jimin, who had been watching the entire exchange with morbid fascination, buried his face in his hands again, letting out a muffled scream. "I need an adult supervision!" he wailed. "Or at least some noise-cancelling headphones!"

Jungkook's eyes, dark and heavy with sudden desire, met Taehyung's. The game had just changed. "Dramatic darling," he breathed, his voice raw, completely submitting to the new closeness. "You are truly incorrigible."

"And you, Bunny Boss," Taehyung purred, already leaning in, his lips finally claiming Jungkook's, "are utterly, deliciously mine."

The kiss was deep, possessive, a fierce reclamation of the control Taehyung had just asserted, silencing any further protests from either Jungkook or Jimin.

The kiss deepened, consuming Taehyung and Jungkook, a fierce reclamation of the control Taehyung had just asserted. Jimin, still huddled on the sofa, had his hands over his ears, letting out muffled whimpers.

Jungkook finally broke the kiss, breathless, his eyes dark with desire as he gazed at Taehyung. His lips were swollen, his hair mussed, a clear sign of the passion they had just shared. "You are truly incorrigible, dramatic darling," he murmured, his voice a low, rough growl.

Taehyung just grinned, triumphant. "I told you I always deliver." He tightened his arms around Jungkook's waist, pulling him even closer onto his lap.

Just then, Jungkook shifted slightly, his gaze drifting over Taehyung's shoulder to where Jimin was still huddled, peeking through his fingers. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk touched Jungkook's lips. He reached for a small, sleek device on the table beside the sofa. He pressed a button.

A moment later, the office door opened, and a stern-faced man in a sharp suit entered. It was Min Yoongi, Jungkook's calm, observant, and notoriously unamused head of security. Yoongi's eyes, usually sharp and calculating, widened for a fleeting moment as he took in the sight of his boss sprawled intimately in Taehyung's lap on the sofa, the air thick with recent passion. His gaze then flickered to a very disheveled and terrified Jimin.

"Yoongi," Jungkook said, his voice smooth and utterly composed, as if he weren't in the middle of a scandalous embrace. "Please escort Jimin-ssi back to his apartment."

Yoongi blinked once, a tiny, almost imperceptible flicker of surprise crossing his stoic face. He cleared his throat. "Understood, Boss." He then looked at Jimin, a professional, yet utterly deadpan, expression on his face. "Jimin-ssi. If you'll follow me."

Jimin, who had slowly lowered his hands, stared at Yoongi, then at Jungkook, then at Taehyung. He seemed to finally process his unexpected liberation. With a shaky sigh of relief, he stumbled off the sofa. "Oh, thank God. Yes. Yes, I'll follow you. Anywhere. Away from this madness."

He started to walk towards the door, then paused, turning back to look at Taehyung and Jungkook. Taehyung was now looking at Jungkook with an intensely dreamy, lovestruck expression, his eyes half-lidded, still clearly lost in the afterglow. He reached up and gently touched Jungkook's cheek, a soft, intimate gesture.

Jungkook, for his part, was gazing down at Taehyung with a possessive, satisfied smirk, his hand resting intimately on Taehyung's hip. The hum of the 'do not disturb' system was still a constant background thrum, a silent promise of their undisturbed time.

Jimin watched this exchange, a wave of profound despair washing over him. He was leaving, but his best friend was willingly staying, practically melting in the arms of a mafia boss who had just had them knocked unconscious.

"You really are going to be the death of me, Kim Taehyung," Jimin muttered under his breath, shaking his head. He then shuffled out of the office, following a perfectly professional, yet subtly bewildered, Min Yoongi, casting one last, terrified glance at the utterly besotted look on Taehyung's face. The door clicked shut, leaving Taehyung and Jungkook alone once more in their private, undisturbed world.

The click of the door as Yoongi escorted Jimin out echoed softly in the office, sealing Taehyung and Jungkook into their intimate bubble once more. Jungkook, still settled intimately on Taehyung's lap, met Taehyung's gaze, a slow, satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

"Well," Jungkook purred, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, "that takes care of our interruptions, doesn't it?" He shifted slightly, a subtle movement that sent a fresh jolt of desire through Taehyung.

Taehyung tightened his arms around Jungkook's waist, pulling him even closer. "Perfectly, Bunny Boss. Now, where were we? Ah, yes. You were teasing me. And then I proved that even a mighty boss like you can be quite easily captured."

Jungkook chuckled, a rich sound that vibrated through Taehyung. He leaned in, his lips brushing Taehyung's ear. "Indeed you did, dramatic darling. A surprisingly effective strategy, given its sheer recklessness." He paused, his breath warm against Taehyung's skin. "So, what now? Your 'romantic abduction' plans seem to have hit a snag."

Taehyung grinned, a triumphant glint in his eyes. "The location may have changed, Bunny Boss, but the objective remains the same. Uninterrupted time. Just you and me. And I believe you owe me a very long, very thorough kiss for all the trouble I went through."

Jungkook pulled back just enough to meet Taehyung's gaze, his eyes dark and heavy with desire. "A kiss? Is that all you want after I've been so rudely 'intercepted'?" He traced the curve of Taehyung's jaw with his thumb, a possessive gesture. "Or do you intend to fully capitalize on your current… advantageous position?"

Taehyung's smirk widened. "Oh, I intend to capitalize, Bunny Boss. Fully. Starting with that kiss." He leaned in, his lips finding Jungkook's, a deep, possessive claim that left no room for teasing. Jungkook responded with equal fervor, his arms wrapping around Taehyung's neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss, into the undeniable heat that consumed them both. The office, once a symbol of Jungkook's power, was now simply the stage for their private, consuming desires.

Jungkook’s fingers tangled in Taehyung’s hair as the kiss deepened, a fierce, possessive claim. The office, once a symbol of Jungkook’s power, was now simply the stage for their private, consuming desires. The hum of the 'do not disturb' system was a distant thrum, forgotten in the rising heat between them.

Taehyung broke the kiss, breathless, his eyes blazing as he gazed up at Jungkook. "You really do make it hard to focus, Bunny Boss." His hands tightened around Jungkook's waist, pulling him even closer, feeling the heavy shift of Jungkook's weight in his lap.

Jungkook chuckled, a low, throaty sound. He leaned back slightly, his eyes half-lidded with desire. "Isn't that the point, dramatic darling? To make you lose focus? To make you lose control?" His fingers traced the curve of Taehyung's ear, then slid down his neck. "You came here to 'abduct' me. It seems I've turned the tables quite effectively."

Taehyung smirked, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Oh, you've turned them, alright. But I'm still the one with you exactly where I want you. In my lap. Completely at my mercy." He shifted, a subtle movement that pressed them closer together, eliciting a soft gasp from Jungkook. "Ready to continue our 'activities' without any further interruptions, Bunny Boss?"

Jungkook's eyes darkened, his breath hitching. "More than ready, dramatic darling. Just... make me forget everything. Make me forget the world outside." He leaned down, burying his face in Taehyung's neck, a low groan escaping him. "Only you can do that."

Taehyung smiled, a deep, satisfied warmth spreading through him. He lifted Jungkook's head, his fingers gently cradling his jaw. "That's exactly what I intend to do, Bunny Boss. Make you forget everything but me. Make you remember every single moment of our time together." He leaned in, his lips finding Jungkook’s ear. "Starting now."

The silence in the room was then broken only by soft sighs, intimate murmurs, and the rising sounds of profound pleasure, as the dramatic darling fully claimed his Bunny Boss, right there in the heart of his empire, in broad daylight, under the unspoken promise of complete and utter devotion.

The profound quiet of the office settled around them, filled only by the soft, uneven breaths of Taehyung and Jungkook. The intense session had left them both utterly spent, limbs tangled on the plush sofa. Jungkook was sprawled across Taehyung, his head tucked beneath Taehyung's chin, his powerful body now pliant and heavy.

Taehyung ran a gentle hand through Jungkook's damp hair, his fingers tracing the soft strands. "Tired, Bunny Boss?" he murmured, his voice husky from exertion, a quiet tenderness replacing his earlier dominant tone.

Jungkook let out a soft groan, a sound of deep contentment. He shifted slightly, burying his face deeper into Taehyung's neck. "Completely," he rasped, his voice muffled. "You... you truly are a menace, dramatic darling."

Taehyung chuckled, a low, satisfied sound. "And you, my love, are utterly, deliciously captured. Just as I intended." He tightened his arms around Jungkook, holding him close. The lingering warmth of their bodies, the scent of their shared passion, was a comforting blanket.

"No regrets about the 'abduction' now, I hope?" Taehyung teased, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Jungkook's head.

Jungkook sighed, a sound of profound peace. "Only that you didn't manage to get me to that cabin. Though," he lifted his head slightly, meeting Taehyung's eyes, a faint, possessive glint in his own, "this setting has its own... charms. Especially now that it's completely ours."

"It always was ours, Bunny Boss," Taehyung corrected gently, his fingers caressing Jungkook's cheek. "You just needed me to remind you." He paused, a genuine question in his voice. "Does it feel good? To just... let go? To be held like this?"

Jungkook closed his eyes for a moment, a soft smile touching his lips. "More than good, dramatic darling. More than I knew possible. It's... peace. And you." He leaned up, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to Taehyung's jaw. "Thank you."

Taehyung's heart swelled at the unexpected sincerity. "Always, Bunny Boss. Always." He pulled Jungkook closer, resting his cheek against the top of Jungkook's head. "Now, sleep. Just for a little while. You deserve it."

Jungkook hummed softly, his breathing already deepening into the even rhythm of sleep. In the quiet dimness of the office, surrounded by the power of his empire, Jungkook found his truest rest and deepest peace, utterly safe and completely cherished in the arms of his dramatic darling.

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