"Your mouth is bruised, your knuckles are red, and you expect me to believe nothing happened?" J-Hope asked, his concern deepening as Yoongi silently sipped neat whiskey, despite the early hour. Frustrated, J-Hope reached over and took the glass from his friend's hand.

"Talk to me, Yoongi. Who were they? What happened? Who did this to you?" he pressed, moving closer and sitting beside Yoongi on the couch, trying to get him to open up.

"I thought you were just sick and that's why you missed classes, but now I find you like this? And why didn't you answer my calls last night? What's going on? What are you hiding?" J-Hope persisted, but Yoongi remained silent, his gaze distant.

J-Hope's patience was wearing thin, but he knew pushing too hard could make Yoongi retreat further. He took a deep breath, trying a gentler approach.

"Yoongi, I'm trying to help you. You need to share." He said softly, placing a hand on Yoongi's shoulder.

For a moment, it seemed like Yoongi might respond. His eyes flickered with something-pain, maybe, or regret-but then the walls went back up. He shook his head slightly, still refusing to speak.

J-Hope sighed and leaned back against the couch, running a hand through his hair. "I'm not leaving until you tell me what's going on." He said firmly, settling in for the long haul.

The silence between them stretched out, heavy with unspoken words. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Yoongi's voice broke through, rough and low.

"It's not something you can fix, Hobi. Just... leave it alone."

But J-Hope wasn't having it. "Maybe I can't fix it, but I can damn well stand by you. I'm not leaving, Yoongi. Not until you let me in."

Yoongi's grip tightened on the edge of the couch, knuckles white. He looked like he was fighting an internal battle, his breath coming in shallow gasps. Then, almost in a whisper, he said, "It was Dowoo."

J-Hope's heart sank. He hadn't expected that. "Dowoo? What happened between you two?"

Yoongi closed his eyes, the weight of everything finally beginning to crush him. "But I did worse to him"

J-Hope was shocked to say the least, "Why?" He asked and Yoongi sighed before answering, "Over Jimin."

And the rest was history.

~♡~

Taehyung was growing increasingly anxious, worried not only about Jimin but also his brother. Left alone in the house, he sent multiple messages to Jungkook, trying to make sure everything was alright. But there was no response.

Frustrated, Taehyung finally decided to call Jungkook. The phone rang several times before it was picked up.

"Hello? Kookie? I've been texting you. Didn't you see any of them-" Taehyung was cut off mid-sentence by the sound of the doorbell ringing. He walked over to answer it, only to find his boyfriend at the door, smiling mischievously with his phone in hand.

"Ding dong!" Jungkook teased, grinning widely as he lowered his phone and slipped it into his pocket. Taehyung frowned in confusion.

"Wait, if you're here... did you leave Jimin and Dowoo alone?" Taehyung's voice edged in panic as he stepped aside to let Jungkook in, who closed the door behind him.

"Yeah, I left them. Let them figure it out."

"But shouldn't you be there? What if they fight? What were they doing when you left?" Taehyung bombarded him with questions, his concern evident. Jungkook simply wrapped his arms around him, pulling Taehyung close.

"This." Jungkook said, and without warning, he captured Taehyung's lips in a kiss. Taehyung's eyes widened in surprise, but soon, they fluttered shut as he melted into the moment, letting go of his worries.

As Taehyung's initial surprise faded, he relaxed into Jungkook's embrace, his hands instinctively finding their way to the nape of Jungkook's neck, fingers threading through his hair. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate with each passing second, as if all of Taehyung's anxieties were being washed away by the warmth of Jungkook's lips.

Jungkook's hands roamed up and down Taehyung's back, pulling him even closer until there was no space left between them. The intensity of the moment grew, their breaths mingling as they lost themselves in the taste and feel of each other. Taehyung's worries were slipping further from his mind, replaced by the all-consuming sensation of Jungkook's mouth moving against his.

Jungkook guided them toward the couch, their lips never parting as they stumbled slightly before Taehyung fell back onto the cushions, pulling Jungkook down with him. Jungkook hovered over him, his lips now trailing from Taehyung's mouth to his jawline, then down to the sensitive spot on his neck with utter desperation.

He didn't want to waste any time, as if craving to have that taste under his tongue was all on his mind.

Taehyung let out a soft moan, his hands tightening their grip on Jungkook's shoulders as the heat between them continued to build.

Their kisses grew hungrier, more desperate, as if they couldn't get enough of each other. Jungkook's hand slipped beneath Taehyung's sweatshirt, his fingertips brushing against Taehyung's skin, sending shivers down his spine. Taehyung arched into Jungkook's touch, his own hands wandering under Jungkook's hoodie, feeling the warmth and firmness of his body.

They were too desperate to wait even a moment longer, nothing else seemed to matter. It was as if Jungkook had been waiting for this moment to claim Taehyung in a way he had longed for.

He kissed Taehyung with a fierce intensity, as if his tongue owned every part of Taehyung's mouth, exploring it with an urgent possessiveness. Jungkook had missed the taste of Taehyung, the way his mouth felt against his, like diving into a honey pot sweeter than anything else.

Taehyung responded with equal passion, his body pressing eagerly against Jungkook's, matching the intensity of every kiss by softly pulling his dark hair into his fists.

Jungkook's kisses became more insistent as he trailed his lips down Taehyung's neck, his tongue tracing the sensitive skin before he began to bite and suck, leaving a trail of fiery marks. Each bite was followed by a soft, lingering kiss, as if he were both claiming and adoring Taehyung's skin.

Taehyung's breath hitched with each touch, his body arching and shivering in response to the intense sensations. He drove wild under Jungkook's ministrations, his hands gripping his wide shoulders tightly, pulling him closer. Moans of pleasure escaped Taehyung's lips, mixing with gasps as Jungkook's lips and teeth worked their way across his neck, marking him with a mix of tenderness and hunger.

Jungkook's hands roamed down Taehyung's torso, exploring every inch of skin with a possessive touch, igniting sparks of pleasure that drove Taehyung to the brink. The gentle kisses that followed the biting only heightened the intensity, creating a whirlwind of sensations that left Taehyung breathless and craving more. Their connection deepened with each touch, each kiss, as they lost themselves in the passionate dance of desire.

"Jungkook..." Taehyung breathed out, his voice a soft whisper as he fisted Jungkook's hair, gently pulling him away to look into his eyes. The intensity in Taehyung's gaze, filled with need and desire, was unmistakable, his eyes pleading for something more, something deeper.

Jungkook's dark eyes locked with Taehyung's, his voice dropping to a husky murmur. "You want me?" he asked, his breath warm against his beautiful baby's skin.

Taehyung's eyes widened slightly, the dilation of his pupils betraying his deep desire. A shiver ran down his spine as he nodded, his lips trembling with anticipation. The air between them crackled with a heightened sense of urgency, both of them eager to explore the heights of new pleasure.

Jungkook pulled away slightly, sitting up and moving with swift, determined movements. He undressed quickly, shedding his clothes with an urgency. His bare body was finally freed from his clothes, revealing his toned and defined body and an arm filled with tattoos.

Jungkook stood up, moving to unbutton his pants. Taehyung, driven by desperation, eagerly reached out to help his boyfriend. Jungkook allowed him to take over, his eyes locked on Taehyung's focused expression as the blonde-haired swiftly undid the buttons, his lips parting in a desperate anticipation.

As Taehyung's gaze dropped to Jungkook's growing bulge, he licked his lips, unable to tear his eyes away. The sight stirred something deep within him, heightening his desire.

Taehyung's eyes then met Jungkook's, who was running a hand through his tousled hair. The intensity in Taehyung's gaze, with his disheveled golden locks framing his face, made Jungkook's heart race. He looked utterly captivating, his brown eyes shimmering with need, a sight that Jungkook found irresistibly beautiful.

Jungkook gave Taehyung a nod, urging him to continue. Taehyung's hands moved decisively, pulling Jungkook's pants completely down until they fell around his legs. Jungkook stepped out of them, now only clad in his boxers.

Taehyung's boldness surged as he reached for the waistband of Jungkook's boxers, a determined look in his eyes. With a swift motion, he pulled them down, freeing Jungkook completely. The final barrier between them was gone.

Taehyung remained settled on the couch, his eyes fixed on Jungkook as he stood in front of him, completely bare. The sight of Jungkook's exposed body only increased Taehyung's anticipation and desire; he wanted to dive in deep.

Jungkook's gaze was full of heat and passion as he looked down at Taehyung. He took a step closer, his body casting a shadow over Taehyung. With a commanding yet tender touch, Jungkook gently gripped Taehyung's jaw, pulling him up slightly to meet his eyes.

"Do you want me?" Jungkook questioned and Taehyung nodded desperately.

"How badly?" Jungkook questioned again and Taehyung's needy eyes sparkled with desire as he whispered, "Very badly."

Jungkook smiled as his thumb then brushed softly over Taehyung's lips, caressing them with a slow, deliberate motion. The intimate gesture made Taehyung's breath catch, his lips parting slightly under Jungkook's touch.

"Then you can have me. All of me." Those words were all Taehyung needed to hear before making his move.

Taehyung's hands reached out instinctively, encircling Jungkook's throbbing length - grown double in size from previous with his cold fingers, making Jungkook hiss in response.

"Be a good boy, yeah?" Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung nodded in agreement.

Taehyung stroked Jungkook's length several times, maintaining eye contact before spitting on the tip and giving it a slow, deliberate lick. Jungkook felt as though he was on the edge of heaven.

But Taehyung didn't stop there. As he tapped the tip against his open mouth, Jungkook grasped at Taehyung's blonde hair, struggling to stifle his moans.

Taehyung then began to lick the entire length, coating it thoroughly before taking it into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the tip, closing his eyes as he lost himself in the act, bobbing his head up and down to bring Jungkook to the peak of pleasure.

Taehyung's movements were deliberate, each motion designed to drive Jungkook closer to the edge. He varied his pace, occasionally pulling back to tease before taking Jungkook fully into his mouth again. The warmth and wetness were almost unbearable for Jungkook, his breathing growing ragged.

As Taehyung's head bobbed up and down, he used his hand to stroke what he couldn't fit in his mouth, creating a rhythm that matched his oral movements. Jungkook's grip on Taehyung's hair tightened, his body trembling with the intensity of the sensations.

Taehyung's eyes remained closed, his focus entirely on pleasuring Jungkook, his tongue expertly flicking and swirling around the sensitive tip. The soft sounds of Taehyung's efforts and Jungkook's gasps filled the room, amplifying the electric tension between them as Taehyung solely focused on bringing Jungkook to the edge.

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~♡~

V suddenly felt the need for space the moment their warm kisses cooled.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he turned his back completely to Jimin, who waited silently behind him, hoping V would say something.

Lost in thought, V stared ahead, his mind a haze of unprocessed emotions. Jimin, sensing his unease, gently ran his hands over V's back, offering silent support as the quiet stretched on.

"Dowoo?" Jimin whispered, trying to draw him out, but V, with his hands clasped and elbows resting on his knees, remained silent, lost in his own world.

The room felt heavy with unspoken words, the air thick with tension that neither of them knew how to break. Jimin's touch, usually so comforting, seemed to barely reach V as he struggled within himself, his thoughts a tangled web of confusion and doubt.

V could feel Jimin's presence behind him, close but somehow distant, like a shadow that lingered without form. His heart pounded, not from fear or anger, but from a deep uncertainty that gnawed at him.

Jimin's voice was gentle when he tried again. "Talk to me, Dowoo... please." There was a hint of desperation in his tone, a crack in the usual confidence that made V hesitate.

But the words wouldn't come. V closed his eyes, his hands tightening into fists as he fought the urge to pull away even further. He knew Jimin deserved an explanation, but right now, all he could offer was silence.

Jimin's hand paused on V's back, his fingers curling slightly as if unsure whether to hold on or let go. The moment stretched between them, heavy with the weight of everything left unsaid, until finally, Jimin leaned in, pressing his forehead against V's back in a silent plea for connection.

"I'm here." Jimin whispered, his breath warm against V's skin. "Whenever you're ready."

V nodded slightly, the smallest of gestures, but it was enough to let Jimin know that, even in the silence, he wasn't entirely alone.

"My mind is a mess." V answered simply, his voice heavy with resignation. The words hung in the air, making Jimin's heart clench as he withdrew his touch, leaning forward to catch a glimpse of V's face, to see the turmoil reflected in his eyes.

"Why?" Jimin asked, his voice laced with desperation, searching for something, anything, that could help him understand.

V's gaze remained distant as he replied, "It has always been." The simplicity of his words carried the weight of a truth he had long carried, a burden he wasn't sure how to share.

"What if I simply don't deserve all that I have?" V whispered, the vulnerability in his voice cutting through the silence. Jimin's heart sank, the weight of V's words pulling him into a deep well of concern.

"Why? Why would you always say this?" Jimin's voice cracked, barely holding back the emotion threatening to spill over.

"I'm a horrible person." V murmured, his voice trembling. "All I ever do is make a mess. It's because of this anger, this fear of being left alone. And when I finally have someone by my side, I'm even more scared-scared that maybe I don't deserve any of this." V's voice quivered as he finally allowed himself to open up, the raw honesty in his words leaving him exposed. Jimin quickly shifted, moving to sit beside him, and took V's large hands in his own, holding them gently.

"Dowoo... you shouldn't be scared." Jimin said softly, his voice full of reassurance.

"But I am." V admitted, his voice breaking. "I was unhappy the moment you were away, and I still am because... because I don't know how to handle what I have." Tears welled up in his eyes as he struggled to express the chaos inside him, the fear that gripped him so tightly he could barely breathe.

Jimin squeezed his hands, grounding him with his touch. "Stop always blaming yourself." Jimin said firmly, his voice soft but unwavering. "Taehyung is right when he says you're just a big baby because that's what you really are inside this body of a man. Stop jumping to conclusions when you feel insecure, Dowoo. And stop being scared when you're comforted."

He paused and cupped V's face with one hand, feeling the way V leaned into his touch, his vulnerability laid bare when Jimin's thumb gently brushed against his cheek as he continued. "I know all of this is because of what you've been through. You don't always say it, but I understand why you do what you do. Maybe I haven't always fulfilled my duties-I should've reassured you more when you were insecure. I needed to say more, so my voice would cut through your thoughts and reach you." V's heart melted by the words, vulnerability taking over him.

Jimin's voice grew softer, filled with a deep tenderness. "It's not always your fault, Dowoo. Maybe the people around you take you for granted. You're just a baby, and you need love." Tears sparkled in V's eyes, reflecting the fear and the longing that swirled within him. He was so scared of love, of letting it in and trusting it not to hurt him.

But in that moment, with Jimin's hand on his face and his words gently cradling his heart, V allowed himself to be vulnerable, to let go of some of the fear that held him back.

V closed his eyes, letting the tears slip down his cheeks as Jimin's words sank in, wrapping around him like a warm embrace. He had spent so long hiding behind his fears, convincing himself that he wasn't worthy of the love he received, that he had forgotten what it felt like to simply let go and trust.

Jimin's hand remained on his face, grounding him in the moment. "You don't have to be strong all the time," Jimin whispered, his voice filled with understanding. "It's okay to be scared, but don't let that fear keep you from the love you deserve. I'm here, Dowoo. I've always been here, and I'm not going anywhere."

V nodded slightly, his throat tight with emotion. He didn't have the words to express everything he was feeling, but he knew that Jimin understood. Jimin had always understood, even when V didn't say a word. It was that deep, unspoken connection that had kept them together through the worst of times.

"Thank you." V finally managed to whisper, his voice barely audible. It was a simple phrase, but it carried the weight of all the gratitude and love he felt for Jimin in that moment.

Jimin smiled softly, his eyes filled with affection. "You don't have to thank me, Dowoo. Just let me in, let me love you the way you deserve to be loved."

V opened his eyes, meeting Jimin's gaze. For the first time in a long while, he allowed himself to believe that maybe, just maybe, he was worthy of the love that was being offered to him so freely. He leaned forward, resting his forehead against Jimin's, their breaths mingling in the quiet space between them.

"I'll try." V whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. "I'll try to let go of the fear."

Jimin's smile widened, his heart swelling with pride and relief. "That's all I ask, Dowoo. Just try. We'll take it one step at a time, together."

V gently grasped the sides of Jimin's waist, pulling him over and guiding him to sit on his lap. Jimin easily followed his lead, wrapping his legs around V in a comfortable straddle, their bodies close and warm against each other.

V's hands rested securely on Jimin's waist, his touch gentle yet firm as if grounding himself in the connection between them. He lifted Jimin's hoodie slightly, his hand slipping underneath to feel the soft, warm skin beneath. The contact was soothing, a silent reminder that Jimin was real, that he was here, and that he cared.

Looking up at Jimin, V's eyes were filled with a mix of vulnerability and longing. His tears, though mostly wiped away, still shimmered faintly in the corners of his eyes. Jimin, ever so tender, cupped V's face in his hands, his thumbs gently brushing away the remaining traces of sadness.

As Jimin gazed down at V, his heart ached at the sight of his beautiful face, bruised and marred by the pain he had been carrying. But in that moment, all Jimin saw was the man he loved, the man who was finally letting him in. His gaze was gentle, full of the kind of love that could heal even the deepest wounds.

Jimin leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to V's forehead, lingering there for a moment as if to seal a promise of comfort and safety. V closed his eyes, his hands tightening slightly on Jimin's waist, holding him close as if afraid to let go.

"I'm here," Jimin whispered again, his lips brushing against V's skin. "And I'm not leaving."

V nodded, his breath hitching as he buried his face in Jimin's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath his ear. For the first time in a long while, he felt like he could breathe, like the weight on his chest was slowly lifting.

They stayed like that, wrapped in each other's arms, as the world outside faded away. In the warmth of Jimin's embrace, V found a sense of peace he had long thought unattainable, and in that peace, a quiet resolve to hold onto this love, to let it in despite the fear, and to believe that he was worthy of it and to show it, Jimin slightly parted away to then kiss all over his face - oh so tenderly.

V's sadness slowly faded as Jimin's countless kisses gently soothed his wounded face. The corner of his lips, bruised from a few punches the day before, was tenderly caressed by Jimin's soft lips.

Jimin's fingers threaded through V's hair, his touch light and reassuring. V closed his eyes, savoring the moment, the warmth of Jimin's presence melting away the lingering anger and pain.

Soon, Jimin snuggled closer, wrapping his arms tightly around V, who responded by pulling him in just as firmly. Their bodies pressed together, finding solace in each other's embrace.

Craving even more comfort, V laid back, bringing Jimin down with him until Jimin was resting atop his body. Jimin lifted his head, gazing down at V before deciding to close the distance with a kiss. In that moment, as their lips met, it felt as though the count of kisses would never end.

As Jimin lost himself in deep kisses, easing the pain from V's troubled face, V's hands roamed from Jimin's waist to his hips, gripping them with growing desperation. Jimin moaned softly, breaking the kiss to register how V's hold was becoming increasingly urgent.

Jimin glanced back at V's large, veiny hands as they gripped his ass, squeezing his cheeks. Right when, V leaned in to kiss Jimin's neck after having some access, his lips trailing over the skin with a growing intensity. Jimin instinctively closed his eyes, biting his lip as he savored the sensation.

V's kisses on Jimin's neck became more fervent, as if he wanted not just to kiss but to claim him entirely. Jimin let V take control, his breaths coming in soft, shallow gasps. When he finally tried to push V's hands away, V wasn't ready to stop. Without hesitation, he flipped Jimin over, leaving him startled as he found himself beneath V, completely taken by surprise.

Jimin's eyes widened in surprise as he landed beneath V, his heart racing with a mix of anticipation and excitement. V's intense gaze met his, and there was a fierce determination in V's expression as he positioned himself above Jimin.

Their eyes locked in a silent exchange, words conveyed through their gaze. V's usually impassive face betrayed a hint of emotion as he looked down at Jimin's flushed cheeks and tousled hair, a sight that only drew him closer.

"Don't stop me this time," V whispered, his voice low and earnest. Jimin's gaze softened at his words, his hands instinctively reaching up to cup V's face.

"As if I ever could." Jimin replied softly, surrendering to V's longing. His eyes, filled with unspoken desire, silently urged for that need to show love between them to unfold in the moment that lay ahead.

V's fingers traced the contours of Jimin's face, his touch gentle yet firm. The intensity in his eyes spoke volumes, a silent promise of what was to come. Jimin's breath quickened as he felt V's warmth envelop him, the anticipation hanging heavy in the air.

Slowly, V lowered himself, his lips brushing against Jimin's with a tender, lingering kiss. It was soft at first, but quickly grew deeper, fueled by their mutual desire. Jimin's hands slid around V's neck, pulling him closer, their bodies pressing together as the kiss became more urgent.

As V's lips traveled down Jimin's neck, he paused to savor the feeling of Jimin's pulse under his mouth, his hands firmly holding Jimin's waist. Jimin's fingers tangled in V's hair, urging him on with a soft, needy moan.

V kissed Jimin's neck with a sense of possession - claiming his person, his lips moving with deliberate intent. He focused first on the area just under Jimin's jaw, near his windpipe, kissing and sucking the tender skin without warning. The unexpected sensation caused Jimin to gasp, a soft choke escaping his lips as the pleasure and intensity overwhelmed him.

Jimin's hands tangled in V's hair, his fingers gripping tightly as the pain and pleasure melded into a consuming experience. Despite his efforts to hold on, V was far from finished. He licked the mark he had just made, savoring the taste before moving to the other side of Jimin's neck. There, he continued his exploration with open-mouthed kisses, his lips and tongue creating a mix of pleasure and pain.

V sucked on the delicate skin, leaving it red and purple from the force of his attention. Jimin's head fell to the side, his mouth open as he struggled to catch his breath, each moan a testament to the intensity of V's touch. The sensation of V's lips on his neck, combined with the throbbing marks being made, left Jimin gasping, caught between need and overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment.

V's hands moved with careful deliberation as he began to undress Jimin. He started by easing the oversized hoodie off Jimin's shoulders, his fingers brushing against Jimin's skin with a gentle touch. As the hoodie slipped away, V's eyes roamed over Jimin's bare upper body, a look of admiration in his gaze. Jimin is just built differently, different in an out of world sense.

The sense of pride to own him was intense that V couldn't wait to claim him entirely. So he turned his attention to the sweatpants. He slid his hands to Jimin's waistband, gradually pulling the fabric down. Jimin lifted his hips to assist, his face flushed with a mix of anticipation and pride. As the sweatpants were removed, V took a moment to appreciate Jimin's exposed form, his eyes lingering with a mixture of desire and admiration.

Jimin's body was now fully revealed, and he laid confidently, embracing his vulnerability. His eyes remained fixed on V's, a silent challenge and invitation in his gaze. V's hands, now fully free to explore, traced over Jimin's bare skin with reverent touches, each movement expressing his deep connection and longing.

Without a word, V's hands roamed over Jimin's body, his touch both possessive and tender.

V's hands gripped Jimin's hips tightly, holding him steady as he continued his relentless exploration of Jimin's neck. Each kiss and suck was precise, leaving a trail of heat and desire in its wake. Jimin's breath came in shallow, ragged gasps, his body trembling under the intense sensations.

As V's lips moved down Jimin's neck, he paused to admire the bruised marks he'd created, his gaze filled with a mix of satisfaction and hunger.

He trailed kisses down Jimin's chest, each one igniting a shiver. Jimin's breath hitched as V's lips moved lower, exploring every inch of his skin with increasing urgency.

V's lips traveled down from Jimin's chest, stopping at his nipples. He began by lightly licking one, his tongue swirling around the sensitive area with deliberate, teasing motions. His other hand softly pinched and teased Jimin's other nipple, creating a contrast of sensations that drove Jimin wild.

Jimin's reaction was immediate; he threw his head back, a deep, throaty moan escaping his lips. The pleasure radiated through him, intensifying with every flick and swirl of V's tongue. His body arched into V's touch, desperate for more of the electrifying sensations. The dual stimulation had him gasping, his breaths coming in quick, uneven bursts as he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure.

He continued to kiss his way down, occasionally grazing his teeth over the sensitive skin, eliciting soft, pleading moans from Jimin. The pleasure-pain balance was intoxicating, pushing Jimin further into a state of blissful vulnerability.

Jimin's legs trembled slightly, the combination of V's possessive touches and his own escalating need creating an overwhelming experience. V's kisses on his body grew more urgent, his touch more insistent, as if he was marking Jimin as entirely his own.

The room was filled with the sounds of their breaths mingling, punctuated by Jimin's soft cries and V's deep, satisfied groans. As V's lips traveled back up to Jimin's ear, he whispered breathlessly, "Tell me what you want." The command was both a plea and an invitation, a way for V to gauge just how far Jimin wanted to go for him.

Jimin's response was a breathless moan, his voice barely more than a whisper as he murmured, "More." His eyes, still half-lidded from the pleasure, locked onto V's with a desperate, pleading look.

"More of what?" V asked, his deep voice like a soothing tide. Jimin's desire was palpable, and he struggled to find the words through the haze of pleasure.

"More of you." Jimin finally whispered, his voice thick with longing. That was all V needed to hear. With a knowing smile, he leaned in closer, only to pull away a moment later, drawing a desperate whine from Jimin.

V reached over to the nightstand, rummaging through the drawer. It was surreal how they'd ended up in Jungkook's bedroom, on his bed, using his things to finish what they'd started. But that wasn't a concern; Jungkook was busy with his own treat on V's couch.

Jimin lay on the bed, his body tingling with anticipation, as V climbed back onto the mattress, hovering over him. Without hesitation, V turned Jimin over, guiding him onto his stomach. Jimin complied eagerly, his breath hitching as V gripped his hips, lifting him up slightly. His back arched instinctively, presenting himself to V, who was more than ready to take control.

V's gaze was drawn to Jimin's perky butt, lifted and perfectly positioned, an irresistible sight that made his pulse quicken. With Jimin's butt facing him, V couldn't help but admire the way it was presented-inviting, ready, and waiting for his touch.

Jimin's body was a captivating mix of strength and softness. His slightly wide chest tapered down to a tiny waist, which flared out into those wide, irresistible hips-a perfect blend of masculine and feminine allure. His physique was toned, every muscle defined, yet his ass was something else entirely, soft and inviting like dough that had been perfectly kneaded, waiting to be molded.

V couldn't resist. He reached out, his large hands grasping each cheek, the volume of them filling his large hands perfectly as he squeezed roughly. The way Jimin's body responded, the subtle grip of his flesh under V's grip, drove him wild.

V's fingers dug into the doughy softness, kneading and squeezing as if testing the resilience, the texture of Jimin's skin. The contrast between the firmness of Jimin's muscles and the plushness of his ass was intoxicating, making V want to explore every inch, every curve.

He pulled Jimin's cheeks apart, spreading them wider, his breath catching at the sight. V's rough handling only served to heighten the tension between them, each squeeze a reminder of the power he held over the other, being the only one to enjoy that sight.

V licked his lips, eyes fixed on the sight before him. Jimin, with his head turned against the pillow, was struggling to stay still, his body trembling with the effort. The coolness of the room seeped into his skin, making him shiver with need. He craved warmth, something to ignite the fire inside him, to drive him wild.

V, sensing Jimin's growing impatience, leaned in closer. His thumb hovered just above Jimin's entrance, teasingly close. Then, with deliberate slowness, he pressed his thumb against Jimin's rim, rubbing it gently.

Jimin gasped at the sensation, his back arching slightly as the cool pressure sent a thrill through his body. V watched, enthralled, as Jimin's body reacted to every touch, every movement.

V smirked as he watched Jimin's body tense with anticipation. Leaning in closer, V let a trail of spit fall directly onto Jimin's rim, the wetness causing Jimin to cry out, a needy sound that echoed through the room. Jimin's fists clenched around the sheets, his knuckles white as he struggled to hold on, the desperation in his voice undeniable.

Without wasting a moment, V brought his face closer, his breath hot against Jimin's sensitive skin. He let his tongue flick out, teasing the entrance with a few tentative licks. Jimin gasped, his entire body trembling as the warm, slick sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through him.

V, now fully immersed in the moment, caught a rhythm with his tongue, pressing and swirling it around Jimin's rim with expert precision. The warmth and wetness of V's tongue were almost too much for Jimin, who couldn't hold back his moans. The sound filled the room, each moan growing louder as V's tongue worked its magic, teasing Jimin to the brink of madness.

Jimin's body was on fire, his erected length dripping as his nerves lit up with each stroke of V's tongue. The intense pleasure caused his muscles to lock up, his body freezing as wave after wave of sensation crashed over him. V's tongue, relentless and skillful, kept working him over, the sticky warmth driving Jimin wild, leaving him completely at V's mercy.

V could feel how Jimin's body reacted to every move of his tongue, the way Jimin's muscles tightened and shivered beneath his touch. It was addictive, knowing he was the one driving Jimin wild, making him lose control. The taste of Jimin, mixed with the heated scent of desire in the air, only pushed V to go harder, his tongue working with more intensity.

Jimin's moans grew more desperate, each one more ragged than the last as V's tongue worked its magic. The sensation was overwhelming, each wet swirl sending electric pulses through him. His length throbbed, leaking onto the sheets, his nerves alight with pleasure.

V's hands gripped Jimin's hips tighter, keeping him locked in place as he pressed his tongue deeper, the steady rhythm pushing Jimin closer to the edge. Jimin arched his back, craving more of that sweet friction, but with V's strong hold, he was stuck, forced to surrender completely to the pleasure.

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Jungkook settled on the couch-groaned, his hands gripping Taehyung's hips firmly as the blonde was riding him. He decided to help him guide in their movements, the feeling of Taehyung around him almost overwhelming. The pace gradually increased, the room filled with the sound of their labored breathing and the soft, wet sounds of their bodies moving together, filling the room with loud clip-clap.

Taehyung's head fell back, his eyes closed as he rode Jungkook with increasing passion, the pleasure building with each thrust. His hands roamed over Jungkook's chest, nails digging in slightly as he chased the high that was steadily growing inside him.

Jungkook couldn't tear his eyes away from Taehyung, the sight of him lost in the moment, head thrown back, mouth slightly open, was enough to push him to the brink. He thrust up into Taehyung, meeting his movements with equal intensity, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony.

Jungkook's lips descended on Taehyung's chest, planting a series of tender kisses that quickly turned more passionate. Taehyung moaned deeply, his head falling back, mouth agape as the sensations overwhelmed him. Each kiss from Jungkook's lips felt like a burning brand, leaving a trail of heat that made Taehyung shiver with pleasure. He clung to Jungkook, his fingers digging into his shoulders as the pleasure continued to build, each touch pushing him closer to insanity.

Taehyung tilted his head down to find Jungkook's face and Jungkook's gaze locked onto Taehyung's, the intensity between them building with each passing second. His hands moved to hold Taehyung's jaw, pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss, their mouths moving together with a hunger that reflected their growing urgency.

Taehyung moaned softly into the kiss, his body responding instinctively to the heat of the moment. He could feel Jungkook's heartbeat against his chest, the rapid thud mirroring his own.

Jungkook broke the kiss, his breathing heavy as he trailed his lips down Taehyung's neck, leaving a trail of wet, open-mouthed kisses that made Taehyung shiver in anticipation.

"You're perfect," Jungkook whispered against his skin, his voice a low rumble that sent a thrill through Taehyung.

Taehyung tilted his head back, giving Jungkook better access, his fingers threading through Jungkook's hair as he lost himself in the sensation, continuously hopping on his body.

Jungkook's hands roamed back down to Taehyung's waist, his fingers digging into the soft skin as he guided their bodies together, their movements syncing in a rhythm that felt natural, instinctual. It was as if their bodies were communicating in a language only they understood, each touch and caress speaking volumes about their desire and affection.

Taehyung's breath hitched, a soft moan escaping his lips as the pleasure built between them, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. The world outside disappeared entirely, leaving only the two of them lost in the intensity of the moment, completely consumed by each other.

~♡~

"I'm close-argh!" Jimin shouted, grabbing the sheets with all his might as V hammered into him. V held onto Jimin's hips, pulling him closer with each thrust, his own breathing heavy and ragged.

"Wait for me." V panted, struggling to keep control. But Jimin couldn't hold back any longer. He was already leaking, his body on the edge of completely losing it.

V's relentless movements and Jimin's desperate need pushed him over the edge. With one last cry, Jimin's release hit him hard, spilling out in hot, intense waves as his body shook with the force of it.

V didn't let up. After Jimin's initial release, he quickly flipped him over, forcing Jimin's dripping length and messy belly back against the bed. The sheets below him were stained and rumpled.

Without missing a beat, V hovered over Jimin's body from behind, gripping his hips firmly. He pushed back inside with a hard thrust, making Jimin scream out in surprise and pleasure.

V's hand moved to Jimin's neck, gripping it just right to make him lift his head. He kissed along the sides of Jimin's jaw and face, his touch a mix of rough and tender as he dominated the moment. Jimin was completely lost in the intensity, barely able to process what was happening.

The pleasure from his earlier release still coursed through him, making it almost unbearable. V didn't give him a moment to catch his breath, driving in and out with a relentless rhythm that had Jimin's screams and moans echoing in the room.

The grip V had on Jimin's neck was just perfect-not too hard, not too soft-leaving Jimin feeling lightheaded and on the edge, all over again. V's teeth found Jimin's earlobe, gently biting and teasing it as he continued to pound into him, his movements fierce and urgent.

V's pace quickened, each thrust pushing Jimin further toward the edge. Jimin's body was spent, unable to hold on to anything more. He gave in completely, his mind unraveling as V chased his own high with brutal intensity.

V was losing his mind, completely unraveling in a way he never had before. No one else could make him lose control as much as Jimin did. Everything about Jimin drove him wild-the way he screamed, his frantic moans, and how his body surrendered to V's every thrust.

V was driven by the way Jimin's body responded to him, the way Jimin seemed to be lost in a different world. The sight of Jimin's face twisted in pleasure, his body moving in sync with V's relentless rhythm, had V feeling as if he were on cloud nine. Every sound Jimin made, every shiver and gasp, was a testament to the powerful connection between them.

V's grip tightened on Jimin's hips as he drove in with relentless force, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level. Jimin's screams became a constant, desperate soundtrack to their frenzied movements, each cry pushing V closer to the edge. The way Jimin's body responded, arching and writhing beneath him, was a testament to the intense connection they shared.

The room was filled with the sounds of their passion-the wet slap of skin on skin, Jimin's breathless moans, and V's own ragged breaths. V could feel the heat and tension building inside him, driven by Jimin's desperate need and the way his body clenched around V's length. The intensity of their movements, the way Jimin's body was so perfectly in tune with his, was overwhelming.

As V's pace quickened, his own pleasure surged, pushing him to the brink. Jimin's moans grew louder, more urgent, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his earlier climax. V's relentless rhythm and the way Jimin's body responded so eagerly drove him to a final, intense peak.

With one last, forceful thrust, V's release came crashing over him. He groaned, his body tensing as he spilled inside Jimin, the pleasure overwhelming and consuming. His hips jerked uncontrollably, every sensation magnified as he reached his climax.

Jimin, still caught in the throes of his own pleasure, fought for his breath. His body, already spent, tensed and quivered with the combined sensation of their passionate session.

As the waves of their orgasms subsided, V's thrusts slowed and finally came to a stop. He collapsed against Jimin, both of them breathing heavily, their bodies slick with sweat and their hearts pounding. V's grip on Jimin's hips softened as he gently pulled out, their bodies reluctantly separating.

Jimin turned his head to look at V, his face flushed and his expression a mix of satisfaction and exhaustion. V brushed a stray lock of hair from Jimin's face, his own expression one of deep, spent satisfaction.

They decided to lay together, catching their breath, the room filled with the soft sounds of their breathing.

In the aftermath, they held each other close, the intensity of their lovemaking giving way to a quiet, tender moment.

It was needed after all that they had been through because with every thrust within his body and with every scream calling for his name, V gets a reminder of whom he loves and who really loves him and it was always - Jimin.

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