--? The world is cruel, Mr. Kim. Don't believe me? Try seeing it through my eyes-a crowd of deceivers calmly destroying lives. Tell me, do you ever look in the mirror? Can you face that deceitful reflection? Doesn't it sicken you? Because it sickens...
Taehyung lean so close that their breathing mingled together dancing over the younger's parted cherry lips. Jungkook knew what has to come and without any hesitation he let his lips crash upon the elder's awaiting one.
Invisible flames of fire flared around the couple burning each cell of the body in sacred wild blaze.
They lock eyes for just a moment, just enough for both to feel safe with one another and again emerged themselves into the intoxication of passionate kiss. Every kiss had a raw intensity as Taehyung entwined his tongue exploring the sweetest dessert of his life.
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(Imma have kissed Taehyung's property 111 times already. Let's not tell him-)
Taehyung's hunger for his beloved wifey was insatiable. His lips trailed along Jungkook's perfect skin, taunting, teasing, claiming. Each kiss pressed into the brown-haired boy's flushed cheeks and soft jawline made him tremble under the elder's dominance. Jungkook was already gone, breath hitching, body surrendering, the slow descent of Taehyung's touch leaving him completely at the other's mercy.
The room was hot way too hot to say but neither of them wanted to stop. With each squeeze of his baby soft, milky skin, Jungkook felt the delicious pull of heat pooling in his stomach, spiraling down, making his thighs tense around Taehyung's waist. He let out a soft whimper as Taehyung's rough fingers grazed over his chest, thumb brushing over a stiffened bud before circling around it, teasing him to the edge of madness.
The wet press of his tongue followed, swirling and suckling at the soft peaks of Jungkook's chest, pulling moans from deep within the younger's throat. The pleasure was electrifying, his body arching against the firm, dominant hold of the raven-haired man, needing more, needing everything. Taehyung could feel it too~the desperate, clenching need in his wifey's body, the silent plea in those lust-clouded doe beautiful orbs.
His nails dug into the younger's soft skin, claiming, branding, marking. It wasn't enough, he wanted to bury himself deep in the heat of the younger, to make Jungkook scream only his name, to have him entirely, completely. He could already feel his inner beast howling inside, drunk on the intoxicating gaze of Jungkook.
Taehyung growled low in his throat, hips pressing forward as he nipped at the sensitive spot on Jungkook's neck, sucking, licking, leaving bruises that told the world Jungkook was his.
Only his. Forever.
Between the motions, Taehyung successfully peeled off the formal shirt he was wearing somewhere in the room. He then started unbuckling Jungkook's black formal pany securing his most intimate parts.
--" Umm Tae you ah have m-meetings!
Jungkook said while moaning messily as he gripped Taehyung's firm, bare shoulders for supporting himself on his lap who was still sucking his nipples.
Satisfied with all the nibbling and sucking, Taehyung finally shifted down littering the younger's flat stomach with gentle lingering kisses.
Before going further down, he sat up to admire the almost bare beauty on top of him. Jungkook's cheeks painted into the deep rosy shade when he saw his husband's stares roaming all over his exposed body.
