Taehyung stood awkwardly and humiliatingly in front of the sofa, bare legs trembling under the hem of his shirt. The fabric barely covered the soft curve of his thighs, not even hiding his little cock, hanging pathetically soft and twitching now and then, while his pink pussy peeked out shamelessly beneath.

He bit his lips and glared at Jeongguk with hate, but Jeongguk only laughed at that low mocking sound that made Taehyung’s stomach twist. He wanted to cover himself, but he couldn’t. He didn’t even have a choice. Jeongguk had called him to his flat, and Taehyung had to obey—because Jeongguk had his chut pictures, and the bastard would definitely leak them or fuck him in the dorm while his roommate sleeping.