"You've been bad, haven't you bunny," Taehyung rasps into Jungkook's neck, sending shivers down the boy's spine. Jungkook gulps as he feels Taehyung's grip on his hips tighten.

"S-Sir," the smaller gasps out as he feels his bosses cock tease his hole.

Taehyung lines his shaft with the boy's hole and then slightly pushes the tip in. Jungkook whimpers at the heated sensation. Taehyung then leans in and brushes his lips against the boy's ear.

"What did I tell you about stuttering, huh?" He drawls out.

"I-I'm sor- Ah- sir," Jungkook screams out as Taehyung plunges his hardened shaft into him.

~

Jungkook jolts awake and looks around his room as he pants heavily. He observes the small streaks of sunlight peaking through the blinds, the cold temperature of the room, oh and his hard cock straining against his pants-

Wait, what the FUCK.

Jungkook stares at the obvious tent in his pants in bewilderment and then rubs his hand against his face as he thinks back to the dream of his.

Rough hands trace his delicate skin before rubbing smooth circles along his skin.

Jungkook groans and lays back on the bed, opting to stare up at the dull ceiling as he interrogates himself.

Why were you having such a dream?

You're probably just horny.

But you just dreamt of your boss fucking you-

Jungkook pulls a pillow and presses it against his face before he groans again.

You're probably just confused, this is nothing serious. Everyone has weird dreams, it doesn't mean anything.

Jungkook clenches his fists into balls as he tries to convince himself that his dream didn't mean anything.

Dreams like this are normal, everyone has them.

Yes, everyone has dreams of their boss fucking into them against a desk-

Jungkook clenches his fists, feeling the need to plunge his head into a concrete wall. He sighs and rubs his hand against his face.

Just don't think about it, focus your mind on something else. He begs his conscience.

Jungkook rolls over, wincing slightly when his thighs rub against his hard member before he tries to think of something else. His mind creeps back to the events that occurred the day before.

Jungkook's vision was bleary as he opened his eyes to the sight of a dim office room. He sat up from where he was resting (a small couch) and looked around. His hair was a mess and his eyes were puffy and the sight was endearingly comical- well, endearingly comical to Taehyung that is.

The man chuckled from his seat at his desk when he spotted the disheveled brunette who merely blinked at him in confusion.

"Had a good sleep?" the man asked as he got up and approached the smaller.

Jungkook slightly groaned and dug his face into his palms. "Sir, did-did I fall asleep here again? I'm sorry, I-"

Taehyung kneeled down to match the boy's height and took the younger aback by cupping his cheeks with his large hands. "You didn't answer my question, bun," he spoke lowly.

Jungkook froze and stared at him with big wide eyes. "Um, yes," he muttered quickly.

Taehyung nodded before letting go off the younger's face. "You can take the day off today since you worked well over time yesterday," he said to the younger who stared at him in surprise.

"Oh, that's okay sir, I did that out of my own free wil-"

"-did I say my words were up for debate?" Taehyung cut him off, lifting a brow. He leaned in closer to the younger, his lips brushing against his sensitive ear. "That's an order."

Jungkook flushes a bright red and nods, "o-okay, sir. Thank you."

Jungkook feels his face burn at the memory and when he finally snaps out of his daze, he rubs his face aggressively out of frustration.

Seriously, you couldn't think of ANYTHING else?

Jungkook sighs. He just needs a distraction, something that would get his mind off his boss. He needs to avoid thinking about Taehy-

The phone rings.

Jungkook groans for the nth time when he sees the caller Id. He takes a deep breath before answering. "Sir?"

"Mmm, Bunny, you're awake. I hope I didn't wake you." Jungkook freezes when he hears his bosses rough morning voice rumbling through the phone.

"U-Uh no, sir," Jungkook stutters, gulping down the small lump that forms in his throat.

Taehyung chuckles and once again, Jungkook feels his stomach clench at the soothing sound.

"Well, I'm sorry to be calling you on your day off but I just arranged an unscheduled meeting for our business discussion due to some urgent changes in the company's product line..."

Taehyung continues to ramble on about some business meeting but Jungkook's mind is barely processing any of the words that his boss is saying. He is more focused on the man's rough morning voice that flows into his ear like heated honey. The sound is ever so pleasant that Jungkook finds himself getting lost in it.

"Bun? Did I lose you?" Taehyung asks when he notices that Jungkook is somewhat unresponsive. Jungkook gulps again when he hears that pet name slide so effortlessly past his bosses lips.

"No," he whispers, scared that his voice might waver if he speaks too loud.

"Mm," Taehyung drawls out. He continues to speak, his light words sounding hot and heavy against Jungkook's red ears.

For a moment, Taehyung pauses his words and lets out a groan before grumbling about forgetting to do something. The low guttural sound rings through Jungkook's body and a shiver passes down the boy's spine.

Jungkook gulps and looks down at his trousers to see his already hard member now throbbing against his pants. Fuck, he thinks to himself. What the fuck is going on.

Jungkook tries to suppress the feeling of his boner (which he tries to pass off as morning wood) by placing a pillow between his thigh.

Jungkook hears rattling from the other end of the phone followed by the sound of Taehyung's soft curse. "Fuck," the man says. "Sorry bun, M'just trying to make coffee," he chuckles.

Jungkook gulps as the sound of the older cursing replays in his head. "Fuck"

His memory is taken back to his dream.

Taehyung grunts and pulls the younger's hair back while he thrusts in deeper. "Fuck," he pants breathlessly into Jungkook's ear as he speeds up his pace.

Jungkook tenses and unconsciously rocks his hips against the pillow which causes him to shiver at the friction against his member. What the hell am I doing? He questions himself.

"Can you hear me?" Taehyung questions again. The older then brings the phone closer to his mouth and whispers against the speaker, "Bunny?"

Jungkook closes his eyes shut at that.

Taehyung leans in closer to the younger and then slightly nips the shell of his ear. "Is this what you wanted, Bunny?" He husks, whispering the last part right into his ear.

Jungkook lets out a small shaky breath and then rocks his hips against the pillow once again.

"Y-Yes, I can hear you," he breathes out softly. The slight friction from the pillow drives him crazy, making him crave even more. Jungkook puts the phone on speaker and then decides to place it on his night stand, away from his ear.

But the distance between the phone doesn't seem to be helping the brunette's raging hormones. With each and every hot slurred syllable that comes out from his bosses mouth, Jungkook finds his hips rutting against the pillow, almost instinctively. Jungkook's not exactly sure what's gotten into him right now but at this point, he doesn't care or think to dwell on it. He just allows himself to get lost in his bodily sensations as he tries to calm his raging boner.

Jungkook can't help but quietly pant as he starts to speed up his pace, pushing his hips down against the pillow desperately.

"Can you read out the things we have scheduled for tomorrow?" Taehyung asks after a moment.

Jungkook almost groans out loud and then grabs the notepad he always keeps on his bedside table.

He takes a shaky breath before speaking. "Y-You have- uh-,"

"Um, Bun? Are you working out or something?"

Jungkook takes another shaky breath. "Y-Yeah, just doing my morning workout."

Taehyung chuckles at that and then tells him to keep going.

"suh-so you have to email the staff board about the business trip to P-Paris," Jungkook says as he grinds down slowly against the pillow.

Taehyung groans at that. "Ugh, shit, Paris right."

Jungkook buries his head into his mattress and quietly mewls as he feels the coil in his gut tighten.

"What's next?" Taehyung asks.

"Y-You're free for t-the evening. You can schedule the muh- ah-meeting..."

Jungkook trails off before squeezing his eyes shut, feeling his thighs slightly shake as his orgasm builds up.

"Hurry up, Bunny, I don't have all day," Taehyung states in a deeper tone.

Jungkook grounds his hips on the pillow harder and inhales an unstable breath. "you can schedule your meeting then," he says quickly, breathlessly.

Taehyung tuts, "great," he states sarcastically. "Can't wait for those fuckers to ruin my evening," he mutters under his breath.

Jungkook barely listens to his boss speak and continues to thrust against the pillow. He tries to muffle his moans against his mattress because he doesn't even want to know what Taehyung would do if he heard him.

"Is that all?" Taehyung asks.

Jungkook, who had his head pushed against the mattress, lifts his head up to speak. "Yes," he almost whimpers as tears pool around his eyes.

God, he is so close to his orgasm, he just needs a little-

"Mhm, okay then bunny," Taehyung speaks slowly, his voice now sounding incredibly deep. "Have fun exercising," he husks out, closer to the speaker. He then hangs up the phone, leaving Jungkook to whimper quietly into his mattress as he comes undone.

"S-Sir," Jungkook moans out as his body shakes from the orgasm. He then rolls over onto his back and looks down at his pyjama bottoms to see the dark patch on them. He groans and puts his arm over his eyes, feeling himself flush a deep red colour.

It seems that logic only creeps into his mind after he finally calms down from his high. He can't believe himself. Did he really just get off to his bosses voice?

What if he heard? He thinks as panic rises in his throat.

Why were you getting off to your bosses voice in the first place? Why did you have such a sexual dream about him. Why did you think of a MAN in such way?!

Jungkook gulps and shakes off his thoughts. He was just horny, this doesn't mean anything. Right? He just needs to forget about this.

This never happened, just forget about it. Please. He begs himself as he sits up and stares down at his trembling hands.

~

When Jungkook enters the car and seats himself next to his boss, his mind instantly flashes back to the events that occurred the day before but he tries not to think about it. Whatever happened is a fragment of the past. He's here to do his job, focus on the present. Nothing else.

"Evening, Bun," Taehyung smirks at him as he rests against the leather seat of the car.

Jungkook gulps and bites the inside of his cheek before replying. "Good evening, sir."

He takes a small breath and then digs into his suitcase before handing his boss the files he prepared for the meeting. "This is for today. It has all the data tallied up from the past few products that we have been trying to sell."

Taehyung accepts the file and nods in acknowledgement. "This is good. I thought you'd forget to do this because I didn't tell you to." Taehyung then stretches out his hand and pats the boy's knee. "But of course, you never fail to surprise me," he whispers as he meets the boy's eyes with his dark gaze.

Jungkook quickly averts his eyes and nods.

After a few moments, Taehyung speaks up again. "Unlike last time, I'll be speaking today. I want you to observe what I say and do, okay?"

Jungkook looks up and nods, feeling somewhat glad that he doesn't have to speak.

Taehyung leans closer to the younger, his face serious. "This time, I'm not throwing you in the lions den. I'm teaching you how to roar instead."

~

Their eyes are dark, gazes calculated and every glance they spare is as cold as the winter outside. Jungkook sits there petrified with all the attention lingering near his body. But the focus isn't on him. Instead, it's on Taehyung. But even with all the eyes, the dark stares, the harsh gazes scrutinising him, daring to ridicule his power, Taehyung doesn't collapse under the intensity. Instead, with the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up, his hair pushed back effortlessly, his body leaning against the desk as he stands at the throne, he stares back at them. Eyes darker, gaze fiercer, colder.

And at this moment, as Jungkook stares at his boss, he begins to understand why they call him the king of the business world, the possessor of the throne, the lion. He realises that Taehyung isn't just a cold hearted business man thats good at selling his products. Taehyung embodies power, embodies leadership, embodies strength like no other man in this room.

And even if they stare at Taehyung like he's their prey, Jungkook sees the way they cower, the way they gulp and look away, the way their facade of dominance shatters in front of him.

Taehyung said that he was a bunny that learnt to roar but as Jungkook observes him, growling at the men that are twice his age, suffocating them with facts and knowledge, cornering them into submission, he wonders who the real rabbits are.

"You shipped your new computers to Korea, am I right, for testing?" A short man asks from his seat.

Taehyung takes his seat once again and nods casually.

"We wanted to know what the purpose of this was? Why didn't you ship it to Australia or England instead?"

Taehyung lifts his eyebrow at that. "And why would I have done that?"

The man scoffs and leans over the table, trying to almost copy Taehyung's previous pose but he looks rather ridiculous as he does so. "The computer is made in an English speaking country and the design codes are all in english. It would be much easier to send it to a country that can actually understand the product." The rest of the men in the room all nod in agreement with bitter distaste perched on their features. Jungkook frowns at the statement and then looks over to Taehyung's response.

He sees the way Taehyung's jaw clenches as he pokes his inner-cheek with his tongue. His eyes slightly narrow as he stares straight at the man who dared to speak to him. Jungkook gulps at the sight, finding his angered boss rather...attractive. But before he can dwell on his thoughts, he quickly shakes them off and averts his gaze.

"Are you stupid, Mr Kels," Taehyung suddenly asks the short man, causing him to furrow his eyebrow as he defensively crosses his arms.

"You do realise that the product details can easily be translated into Korean and even if it couldn't, many people in Korea can actually speak English. You know with the so-called advanced technologies your company releases, I would have thought you would be familiar with something as simple as a translator," Taehyung states with a chuckle.

The man's features contort into a slight scowl before he looks away from Taehyung. "But it would be much easier if you send it to an English spe-"

"You do know how currency works, right?" Taehyung asks as he picks up a pen and casually spins it between his fingers.

The man looks taken aback by the questions and stutters, "y-yes?"

Taehyung then leans in with a small smirk on his face, "well then you should know that getting Korea to test the products would be much cheaper than getting Australia or England to test them, regardless of how "convenient" it may be."

The short man opens his mouth to say something but then closes it again after awhile when he realises he has nothing else to say. A small silence ensues in the room before Taehyung speaks up again. "So, what does everyone think. Are you willing to sign the sponsorship agreement for my new computer?"

The men all look at each other, scowls and signs of defeat evident on their features. "Yeah," one finally grumbles after a while.

Taehyung smiles- his forced businessmen smile- and then clamps his hands together, "great, then I guess we can say this meeting is over?"

The men all nod in agreement and everyone starts to pack away. Taehyung picks up his blazer and swings it over his shoulder before strolling out. Jungkook grabs the briefcase and scurries to catch up with Taehyung.

They both enter the car and Jungkook watches as Taehyung chucks his blazer onto the seat next to them before he drops his head into his palms. The younger feels slightly alarmed as he watches his once calm and composed boss now tug at his raven locks of hair.

"Sir?" Jungkook whispers. "Are you okay?"

Taehyung doesn't even bother answering before he sits up and suddenly yanks the boy from his seat onto his lap. Jungkook's eyes widen to the size of marbles and he looks at his boss in bewilderment.

"O-Oh, w-what are you doing? The car is about to start!"

Taehyung doesn't say anything but instead digs his head into the crevice of the younger's neck.

Jungkook is about to call out to his boss again but it is only then that he feels the man trembling. His tense body slightly relaxes and his eyebrows furrow in worry.

"Sir?" he calls out gently.

"You smell good," Taehyung whispers against the boy's neck. "Like vanilla ice cream."

Jungkook gulps at how vulnerable his boss sounds right now. Is this the same man that was confidently speaking his mind in front of all those businessmen a few seconds ago? The brunette waits a few seconds as he listens to the older's shaky breaths. Taehyung takes another small breath before pulling away from Jungkook and weakly smiling at him.

"M'sorry bout that, don't know what got into me, " he chuckles quietly as he attempts to put Jungkook back down onto the seat next to him. But before he can, the younger takes him by surprise by wrapping his hands around his neck and pulling him into an embrace.

Taehyung stiffens at the contact but then the sweet smell of vanilla ice cream invades his senses and he can't help but melt into the warm touch.

"You are so good at speaking, sir," Jungkook says as he finally pulls away and slips down onto the seat next to him. He smiles up at Taehyung, "I want to be just as good as you one day."

Taehyung shakes his head slightly before leaning over and putting the younger's seatbelt on for him. He notices how Jungkook blushes at the small action and he can't help but smile at that.

"I'm not good at speaking, Bun," he says as he leans back and puts his own seatbelt on. "M'just a good actor," he continues in a whisper, too quiet for anyone to hear.

"Sorry, what was that?" Jungkook asks as he tilts his head.