It was two nights later and Taehyung had his eyes stuck on his favourite movie. The lithe male had a purple silk robe on and a hydrating strawberry facemask messily put on his face as he munched on some popcorn and cola. 

The entire street had its lights down in deep slumber while he was wide awake. Well, not voluntarily. 

He glanced at the clock. A quarter past 2. The blond was waiting for his husband to come back from his business trip or Mob-con, whatever. He had no interest in knowing his whereabouts anyway. The blond had figured his husband must have some side chic from all the perfume he'd been smelling on his shirt. 

Taehyung scoffed at that. Which bitch was desperate enough to spread her legs for this puppy dick? 

As much as he'd like to go to sleep, he knew better than to deal with his husband's "tantrums" the next day and with some issues going on in his gallery, he was definitely not in the mood for some bullshit. 

Hoseok kept him company for a few movies but he sent the elder to sleep when he tried to stifle his yawns. "Hyung, go and get some sleep. That little shit will have you working your ass off right from the morning," he pushed away the elder who flashed apologetic eyes as he expressed his gratitude. 

A few minutes passed when he heard a familiar engine rev before going silent. Taehyung sighed putting away the wrappers and his facemask. He tied the robe tighter before going to the front door. 

He heard their driver, Mr Kang, telling Bogum it was Korea. A groan fell out of his lips, he knew what it meant. Taehyung squinted his eyes as he opened the door. His husband was drunk out of his face. He pinched his nose as the man reeked of alcohol. 

Taehyung loved alcohol. Ever since his marriage, it had been his escape and comfort. But he never really got used to the smell, he just loved how it burned his throat before soothing him inside out. He loved how it saved him off all his misery even for the shortest period of time. 

He thanked Mr Kang before hauling his husband in. "Geez, Bogum. What is wrong with you?" he grumbled pulling the male past the living room. But fell on his butt when the partly conscious man pulled him. 

He looked up to curse only to find the man's eyes of soif. He crawled away but could not much when his back hit the wall, "Honey, what's wrong?" Bogum could've said he was horny but his answer made the younger want to dismember him right then and there. 

"I want a baby, you slut. Why can't you get pregnant, for fuck's sake!"

The man above him started undressing as he came closer and closer until Taehyung clenched his teeth and kicked him where it hurts. Bogum curled into a ball on the floor while the younger younger stood up covering himself more. 

"Why do you always make me regret not going to the bar and get drunk off my ass, you piece of shit?"

He stomped up the stairs and fetched himself some clothes for a night at the bar. He popped open the first two first buttons and sprayed some shimmer on his necks and chest. He knew how to party. His hair was a messy perfection and his makeup would make you stare. 

"One of these nights, I'm gonna get knocked up by someone else and have a beautiful baby while you cry for an heir!" Taehyung spat and kicked his unconscious intoxicated husband before walking out the door with his car keys. 

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"Oh, Mr Jeon!" the middle-aged man with a beer belly cheered when the businessman walked in through the doors of his humble office, "Nice to see you here, sir! Can I get you anything to drink?" Jeongguk shook his head with a husky laugh. 

"Say, Mr. Nam, are my products not satiating? Are they not selling?" the an visibly gulped but tried to play it cool, "Why would you say so, sir? Your products are the best and the youth here love it! It gets them off their stress, you s--"

He could not end his words when the young man pulled him from his desk by his collar, "Then where the fuck is my payment, you piece of shit? You think you own me or if you reject my products, I'll go down?"

The man cried out in pain when Jeongguk stabbed a pen through his palm on the table and held it down before as he continued. 

"You are one in a million and fuck with me, I'll fuck you up! I'll bury you, no, I'll put your head on a stake for your family, you got that in that giant head of yours or do you want me to repeat it all again?"

Mr Nam shook his head and he could swear his pants are dripping wet. Jeongguk stood up straight and straightened his jacket before taking out the pen. He neatly set the bloody pen back in its place and looked at the man dead in his eyes. 

"Make sure I come here only for booze. If I come here for payment next time, you'll be paying with your blood... or maybe better, with your organs!" The man quickly nodded, his face pale and sweaty, eyes widened with fingers shivering. 

"Get your wound treated, that looks pretty deep."

The man nodded and walked the businessman out. Just outside the office was Mr Nam's bar, Jeongguk's usual. The crowd there were mostly the elites of the society and so Jeongguk had no reason for his bodyguards to follow him. 

Taeyong smiled seeing his regular. "Was he there, Monsieur?" the businessman smiled, "Yes. Thanks for the intel, kid. That asshole was hard to catch." He handed the younger a roll of cash which was gratefully accepted. 

He began pouring Jeongguk's usual but the businessman had his eyes on something else. A pretty baby tiger dancing the night away on the dance floor. He licked his lips, dangerously. Taeyong followed his line of vision and chortled, "He's a usual too. I can't believe you guys are meeting for the first time here."

"Me too, kid."

He sipped on his drink while never taking his eyes off the perky ass the petite man had on him. It was obvious the blond male was drunk out of his head and Jeongguk had been pretty stressed for the past few days. He really needed to relieve it.

Jeongguk slicked back his raven hair and opened the buttons of his coat and two buttons of his shirt. Despite the blasting aircon, he had a sheen layer of sweat on his body. But the lithe male was a contrast. 

He was sweating profusely, his bangs sticking to his forehead. Yet he was still rocking it on the dance floor. The businessman's eyes widened but soon turned into a smirk when he saw the male go up to the pole. 

He could swear everyone started jerking off to the smooth move of that perky ass against the shining pole under the neon lights and blasting music. Taehyung rocked his hips to the rhythm and gulped down his glass of vodka. 

His slender eyes looked at Jeongguk, equally darkened with lust when he caught the business man staring, "Hey bunny boy! Fill me up, would ya?" The raven head stood up, "Gladly. Till the morning, you vixen." He carried Taehyung off the stage and settled him on the bar stool next to him. 

The lithe male gulped down another glass of vodka and groaned, "Fuck." He turned to the 'bunny boy' and laughed, "Oh, did I say boy 'cause you're full on Daddy." He purred running his dainty fingers down the pale hard chest and the raven head snorted. 

"Get me a drink, will you?" Jeongguk mused at the male, he obviously did not know him. Or maybe, not sober enough to recognize the biggest businessman in all of Asia. "Or you know what?" Taehyung smirked pulling the man's collar till they were face-to-face and their air mixed. 

"I'll taste it off you." Jeongguk held his waist as the younger kissed him hard. He kissed back fighting for dominance. The wet muscle found its way into the hot cavern tasting every drop of vodka and strawberry lip gloss. 

Taehyung hopped onto the male's lap and pulled away, "Taehyung."

"Jeongguk." 

And they were at it again. The businessman was painting hickies down his neck and biting at his clavicle eliciting a moan out of the younger's busted pumped lips. Taehyung had his hands lost in the raven strands, mind gone in ecstasy. 

He was in euphoria.

Taeyong tapped their glasses and cleared his throat, "We've rooms, you know." He handed Jeongguk a key and the man smirked at the bartender thanking him, "You're too smart, kid."

"Less talk, more work." Taehyung whispered into his ears before licking it wantonly, "Do me, Daddy." And he did not stop there. The submissive moved closer and licked the businessman's neck, "Take me. However and anywhere, Daddy."

Jeongguk cussed out running to the VIP rooms. Oh, he was gonna do the petite male. He was gonna do him hard and soft. He was gonna do him all night long and maybe even after dawn. He was gonna satiate his long overdue libido.

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