#tete

Tae swerved the car into the drive through, and stared at the special options that were listed in English. "Hyung. Read these." He simply said, looking at you with those big puppy eyes. You undid your seat belt to lean over him to read the signs. "Just get the caramel ice blended. I'm not gonna finish a random coffee if you don't like it." You said, sitting back in your seat, after scanning the other options.

He chose what he always had, much to your surprise. You took a sip of your ideal drink, and put it in the cup holder, grabbing your phone out of your bag. "Where do you wanna go now? We have some time until you have your schedule."

Taehyung hummed, cracking his knuckles. "Should we just drive around?" He asked with a smile, as he grabbed his phone, which previously sat in his thighs, before connecting it to the car's bluetooth, and hitting play on his R&B playlist. His hands returned instantly to the wheel.

You nodded, "Sure. Oh. Have you listened to their new album yet?" You asked, scrolling on your phone, referring to the artist that was now playing. "They released a new album? You know more than I do, Hyung." He laughed. "Give me your phone. I'll put it on." Taehyung hummed. "You're gonna have to grab it." He said, looking around, concentrating on the road.

You reached for his phone, hand brushing his thick thighs. Tae swallowed, looking down for a second, before up again. "Sorry, sorry." You instantly said, grabbing his phone properly, and asking. "What's your password?"

"0114." He sheepishly said, smiling. You chuckled, putting it in, and successfully unlocking his phone. "Awe, my birthday. Aren't you cute?" You teased, opening up Spotify, and playing the new album.

He nodded along to the beat. "It's kinda sexy." He laughed. "Yeah, it's my first time hearing it too." You admitted, looking out the window.

It was painfully hot in the car, despite the AC blasting ever since the two of you got into the car. You used his small, portable, electric fan. Now, the two of you were sitting in comfy silence, mostly listening to the music. It was a much quieter morning than usual, probably due to the fact that Taehyung was practically blackout drunk last night, and you had to force him to get to bed, after making him have water.

He woke up with a raging headache, of course. With the amount of alcohol he consumed, anyone would've. He was drinking away his sorrows that night. You don't know if he remembers telling you, but it was because of his crush. Someone older. Someone he had known for a while. He even choked on his words as he slurred talking about them, but never mentioned a name. It made your mind wander, but no way right? It was dangerous to think too much on what someone could say to you whilst they're drunk, especially if they're famous. But, drunk words are sober thoughts indeed.

"Name-hyung." He called out, interrupting your train of thoughts. "Mm?" You answered, taking a sip of the iced drink you got to help with the heat. "Is the military stressful?"

"Mhh. It's not that bad. You get used to it in the end." You shrugged, "But, that's my opinion. There's constant drills, early mornings. To be honest, I think you'd like it. What's with the sudden curiosity about the military, you aren't going until like the end of this year."

"Just curious, you know?" He said. "Did the military leave you with those muscles, or is that from training now?" He chuckled.

You smiled, flexing your arm. "Maybe it's both."

"It's pretty hot." Taehyung said, looking at your muscles through the tight black compression shirt you wore. "Are you sure you should be my manager, and not my bodyguard?" He giggled. It should've been so clear that he was flirting. But you couldn't accept these advances, that's what you always told yourself. Taehyung needs a manager he can trust. Not one who holds feelings towards him.

Fuck it. "You can't just say that to anyone, Tae." You responded. "But you're just not anyone, Hyung." He instantly countered, you looked out the window, arm propped up against the door handle, smiling against your knuckle. "What's that supposed to mean?" You asked, turning to him, face full of faux confusion.

Taehyung sighed, biting his nails, other hand still on the wheel. "No. Nevermind, just forget it." He shook his head. "C'mon. Just tell me. What's the worst that could happen?"

And that's how you ended up on the side of the empty road. The both of you in the backseat, your grey sweatpants bunched at your ankles, your black boxers which followed suit. Taehyung swirling his tongue around your tip endlessly, practically worshipping you. "Fuck." He mumbled against your dick, looking up at you, before spitting on it, and taking it entirely in his mouth, hands around the base, as he adjusted to having it in his mouth. Truth be told, this was his first time doing this. But fuck, it felt amazing, to both him, and you.

You let out a groan, head falling back, before biting down on your sleeve, feeling as the soft, damp heat of his mouth engulfed your cock. "Fuckk. That feels so good." Taehyung continued, your sounds of pleasure spurring him on. He slid his hands skillfully up and down, as he desperately lapped up your pre-cum. Your hand made it's way to his messy, blonde, permed hair, pulling him down halfway on your dick, grip on his hair loosening shortly after, but he stayed there, slobbering on you. "Mhhh." You groaned, eyes closed. Taehyung felt his eyes roll to the back of his head. "Mm, so big." He gasped, swallowing after coming up for air, and going back down on you.

"Shit!" You moaned, grabbing his hair, forcing him all the way down, before cumming in his mouth. He coughed, spluttering, before sluttily opening up his mouth. The slut had already swallowed it whole. It was apparent that he had wanted this for a while, either his desperateness or the way that his hard cock was practically fighting to get out of his shorts gave it away, despite it all he chose to set it free. Well for the most part. "No, we can't do that. You've got stuff to do after this, Tae." You said, trying to keep a level head. Of course you wanted him, to wreck him, ruin him in this stupidly small rented car.

"Please." He whined, cheek pressed against your dick which was already hard again. "I need it.." He whispered. That's all it took for you to help him take his boxers off, and place him in your lap. "So pretty." You hummed, hand making it's way to his cock. He gasped, feeling the way your hand wrapped around him. "Nghh." He moaned, head falling back onto your shoulder. "Please. Don't stop." He didn't have to tell you twice. You were going to take your time with him, schedule or no schedule later. As your hand stayed hard at work on his cock, the other made it's way up his smooth skin, caressing his thighs, up his waist, and finally making it's way up to his perky nipples. He let out a high pitched whimper, jolting as you pinched his nipple. "Uhh! Shit." He whispered, tearing up, before practically begging. "Feels so good. Please, I need you."

"Not yet." You deadpanned. If you were going to fuck him, you wanted to do it properly. Taehyung looked surprised when you reached into your bag, and grabbed out a little bottle of lube. "Oh, shit.." He moaned, as you still worked your magic on his cock. "Have you been waiting for this?" He asked, grinding his ass down on your thigh, feeling himself practically become more aroused by the second.

You bent him over in the backseat, ass on display, as he lay there doggystyle, carefully pouring the a generous amount of lube over his ass, before putting some on your hand. You instantly got to work, fingering some of the lube in, before putting two of your fingers in his ass. He groaned. "Hnghh. Fuck, wait a second." You instantly stopped, letting him get used to how it felt, and in no time, you could feel him pushing his ass back against your fingers. 'What a slut.' You thought, rolling your eyes, before slapping his ass. He jolted, before letting out whimper. He let you finger him, despite his impatience, he put up with it. Your fingers got deeper, and deeper, rubbing against his walls, his skin felt clammy to the touch, but none of you cared in this moment.

"Fu-! Right there." He practically sobbed out, feeling your finger pressed right against his prostate. You couldn't help it anymore, and applied lube to your cock straight away, jacking yourself off, before pushing yourself slowly into Taehyung's ass, picking him up, and putting him on your lap again. Taehyung slid down instantly without a regret. He let out a choked moan, face red, tearing falling down. Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

"Fuck. So good." He moaned, starting to bounce on your dick at his own pace. The proximity, your head on his shoulder, and hand on his cock, made him feel as if he could cum even faster. Your other hand made it's way to his waist, helping him to find a comfortable rhythm. "Yeahh. Just like that, baby." You groaned, before pulling him in for a kiss. He smelt just like cedar, and leather. It was intoxicating, the faintest hint of lavender hit you, as you pulled away, and started to thrust up into him — making him moan even louder. You didn't bother to cover his mouth, or even try to get him to quieten down. No-one else is here for miles, and it's not like you two were needed anytime soon. It's almost like Tae knew what was going to happen himself. The condoms in the glove box were a telltale sign of that, not that you knew about them.

You got up, still in him, and pushed him face first into the backseat's arm rest, thrusting even harder into him. "Fuck! Please. Feels so good!" He whined, voice higher than ever. That's when he felt it, the knot in his stomach tighten. It felt so good, the way you practically overpowered him, the way you took control, unlike all the other girls he had fucked over the years to try feel something. The way that it was you. His beloved Hyung.

The car had been long switched off, no more AC to keep you guys cool. Just your bodies pressed together, as the car windows fogged up.

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