Kim Taehyung had made sure that his wife was completely hidden beneath his muscular larger one. Daren't exposing even a single piece of his flawless skin. He had protectively pushed Seokjin's body down with his body glued-no room for space, while he pounding into him mercilessly, letting all the chaotic moans fly in air as he couldn't care about that anyway. He had his pants on, that Seokjin was sulking on, feeling embarrassed for being only naked here, ashamed and vulnerable in exposed air.

Taehyung was momentarily ignoring those puckered lips that were trying not to leave any single moan but all to vain. Older was in his wild fantasy to take his wife in an open place, just like an announcement of their wistful yet ardent love, but Taehyung wasn't indiscreet to let anyone see his wife's immsense beauty that is meant to be only for his-less to care if he is said to be brazen, shamlelss.

He had his pridy aggression making him held onto seokjin in place hardly and pound like a beast gobbling up the ruddy meat. Seokjin screamed like his soul was touched by steamy lips, skimming his face into sturdy chest, whispering to slow down at his husband who doubtfully might've heard any of word. He used the skin of Taehyung to bit on it for to stop his shameful moans that older considered it as a sweet pain.

"Don't let anyone ever touch you, not even Jimin or that cousin of yours. I feel raged." His dark eyes transfixed around seokjin's face that was flushed red, his lips eaten swollen, reddish fingerprints and bite marks glistening under natural glow of his skin that emitted scent more beautiful than any blooms produced here.
Taehyung gulped down a growl knowing this look of his wife only sets up for his eyes, no one has ever seen him this way. This wild side of beauty skyrocketing the gorgeousness is never to be witnessed by anybody and he won't let ever make them see this.

If Tae wasn't strong then he would've charged and forbid anyone to touch his wife regardless of sexual or chaste. But, he isn't possessive, well not to that extent. He doesn't want to make Seokjin feel roped in his love.

"No one touches me like you do, love." Seokjin whispered after a moan as he lost his ability to speak, his cheeks still hot red for having shame all the time to have sex here. But his half lid eyes were stuck upon this sexy, beasty husband who's body just showed masculinity under every touch. The well defined body of some greek God.
Seokjin's organism was like a dangerous wave crashing to drown him when he just realized how a godly man is deep thrusted inside him, especially in his heart.

"That's good." Taehyung nodded, lifting his body and diving down again, impeccable into soul shattering thrust, taking every sane from feeble man under, shuddering the younger to the bones in an immense heat from the pleasure emitting through his curl of toes.

"But I was expecting this possessiveness from you at the time Namjoon sir kissed my hand. I was so surprised." Taehyung's eyes for a second widened before he pulled a small smile, tucking a soft piece of hairs from younger's forehead. His eyes roaming on the sinful body for umpteenth time, sketching this into the core of his heart.

"That's some culture he follows from the place he grew up. Women and carriers are supposed to be kissed gently on back of palm to show how of a gentleman he is. And besides he won't ever mean it in wrong way. I know him, he is very respectful." Seokjin just nodded getting to know something about the western ethics.

Seokjin gasped and tightened his hold of legs around waist of older when he was filled with thick steamy cum, his inside brimming with the gush of it. Closing his eyes to take every drop of it deep, his stomach curling up when man above him growled like animal, satisfied with his meal. Taehyung had bit seokjin's lips as he shot his seeds deep-getting the beauty strangled in pleasure and pain who was loosing his mind into the arms. Getting least to know about surrounding and getting pleasantly breathless.

As Taehyung shifted his body to get out of the Seokjin's body, the younger clung on him more pulling him down dismissing any space. "Stay this way, I'm naked." he shivered. Taehyung chuckled, reaching put his one hand on ground and handed him the clothes. The other hand supporting himself for hovering over his wife.

It was so uncomfortable and almost impossible for Seokjin to wear the clothes while a man right above him who was said to stay like for protecting nakedness. Even bench was small that he couldn't wear shirt without getting his elbow hurt. In frustration he hit his husband's chest, childishly. "I can't wear my clothes this way. Taetae you shouldn't have brought me here."

"Blame yourself. Who tried to test my patience, huh?" Seokjin guilty peeked at him. "Then bedroom was an option too. Rather you had took me there."

"Then love making wouldn't be this electrifying, now could it be, my lovely wife?" a smirk of a perfect flirtious hotty pulled up on chiseled face of older, reddening the cheeks more of Seokjin.

"You're unbelievable." beauty shook his head. "You need to do something about my clothes, now." he whined so Taehyung got up from seat, making seokjin gasp and hide himself with his slender hands. Shivering skin exposed under cold air.

"Oh don't you worry babe." Older took his long coat scattered on the ground and held it protectively, hanging before Seokjin's slumped body on bench who quickly took the chance and jostled up, starting to dress up, carelessly buttoning his shirt, while eyes all around to see if someone comes. His eyes land on the manor's third floor where he could see the curtain weren't closed but fortunately he couldn't see anyone standing.

"Wait, that room belongs to Namjoon sir. What if he has seen us? Ohh how shameful of us." Seokjin thought as he was biting his nails when his husband snapped the fingers.

"Done? Let's go." Taehyung grabbed him as he knows how frail younger becomes after their love making. Seokjin slowly paddled inside the Manor, pushing his body more into Taehyung's, trying to hide himself from eyes and cold as well. While sincerely hoping that they were't seen by anyone, better Mr Kim Namjoon.

He looked up to Taehyung who was least bothered by any of it, whistling to way. Younger huffed and held older's forearm that was tightened around his waist.

'Once if the living room is empty, I shall quickly run for upstairs, locking the door shut behind me. No one to ask about us." He nodded as he talked to himself, internally. "But I'm mercilessly taken by my husband. Ooo I can't even walk properly, how I can run!" There goes a cute huff again. Taehyung saw his wife's sulking and laughed.

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"Jimin." Namjoon must've called the said name for probably tenth times by now, but the other was in his own little world with no specific expressions on face. "Jimin!" Finally out of his thoughts, he looked at the older man.

"What's with you? I must've called you over so many times." Namjoon faintly laughed. "Aah nothing important." Jimin waved his hand.

"Unnecessary, but I just need to say this." Namjoon dropped his gaze back on the man sitting across him on sofa.
"You've changed." he added.

Jimin's eyes grew surprised, a little bit of heat on his cheeks. "In any bad way?" he hesitated.

"No no." Older chuckled. "not in any way, just that you don't seem to talk freely with me like before. You were more cheery then."

'As I've come to the mellow age, it has brought me to some mature feelings for you that's been hiding behind my shyness, insecurities, inhibitions and fear-yes, fear of painful unrequited love. I can't bring myself to talk openly like used to for I lose my mind around you. I want to turn more gentle and rational man around you from now on. So you can take me not as a childish man but a responsible, soft spoken one. I want to change for you.' he said internally. Namjoon raised his brow as he saw this man getting lost into his thoughts again.

"See you're statued again. I don't know what's happening inside your brain?" he didn't wanted to force this to speak of his thoughts but looking at those expressions, those sudden blush, just had him curious.

"Just little stress about my studies." No that's not the reason. He has some studies for his intrest in literature but this never bothered him like how the rising love in his heart brings him. Not wanting to be more weird here in eyes of his love, he instead kept a small converse between them, making sure to be soft spoken, not blabber mouth that he really is, which now he finds annoying in himself.

"Ohh look Apollo and Aphrodite has arrived." Jimin's eyes turned excited and hushed talked to Namjoon. He giggled as he saw two lovers walking inside the hall. By seeing their flushed selves, Seokjin's timid behavior while adhered to his husband's side, his clothes shabby and hairs ruffled, small steps, said everything. Jimin could feel really pleasant and little envy seeing the romantic couple who had every bold ways to show their young love.

"What?" Namjoon asked.

Jimin clicked his tongue. "They are said to be the Apollo and Aphrodite in the whole town. Those two most beautiful Greek Gods. And these two compliments each other so perfectly. Those names fit them well." Namjoon's eyes locked on them who indeed looked like a match made in heaven. Every of part made it seem to be going well. Seokjin's pretty godly curved figure fitting well with Taehyung's robust sturdy one. Jin's moon and roses like fair blushing beauty melting into Taehyung's honey melanin one. One had look of pure, love, kindness and sinless while other was a feral Alpha.

"Jimin, will you just stop looking at us?" Taehyung raised his hand as saw eyes on him as if they did something baffling. Well not for Taehyung, he was hoping to get more time to try sex in such peculiar yet exciting ways. "Well it isn't that surprising to make love with your partner in an open place. It's more romantic than Shakespeare's novels. I'll recommend it." He truthfully spoke getting a nudge from Seokjin who was amused by shameless words of his husband.

"Aah! nothing we are just waiting for you both to have lunch together." Jimin nodded, fake chuckling. "Nothing else. Just carry on with your adventurous love." Jimin shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Namjoon who didn't laughed or showed any reaction. He was just staring at his own lap.

"You both have your lunch." Tae said as stared at his seokjin who was above to drive into sleep and so he took him in their room.

He tucked seokjin in the bed, his eyes never leaving the calm beauty who wasn't doing anything specific like seducing or singing yet still managed to take every breath away and get on nerves of Taehyung to make love with him in very hard way again.

Carefully he slid beside sleeping boy in duvet. Making him nestled in his strong arms. Attaching their bodies to breathe each other's scents. Seokjin looked up to his man and raised his head, crawling up the wide chest to get a kiss. Seokjin just wanted to make love right now again, to be taken by his husband all over again, not wanting to waste this bright day, they finally had, but the tiredness took him.

Older laughed and took him into a kiss, when he saw those puckered lips, trying to reach, melting into the moist plump lips. "Muff." Older broke the gentle kiss and asked. "Aren't you hungry, honey?" honey shook his head and kept snuggling more into chest. "You should go and eat, Taetae." He droopily said. Taehyung wasn't hungry or didn't had heart to leave seokjin who just can't stop clinging and peppering him with ghostly kisses.

Seokjin couldn't keep breathing his consciousness anymore, drifting into tired sleep while still trying to respond his husband's mouth on him.

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Jimin, Namjoon were quietly munching on food as they were running out of any topic to carry on their chats. Namjoon was in his own thoughts when Jimin was awkwardly stealing glances at the older, selfishly hoping for other to start talking when he himself wasn't caring to initiate.

'Would he be as romantic as brother who just takes his wife wildly, passionately, lovingly wherever and whenever not caring about anything but their true love. I'm so envious to see them this free and wild. They're just so inspiring when it comes to love. I hope I experience what Seokjin is been feeling. That lucky beauty who's just getting days filled with affection and love making from a man who is handsome, wealthy gentleman and loving as well.
Would my lover be like this, daringly say Namjoon? He looks like a serious lover who might be cold in love but I'm all okay to have his callous just if he becomes mine even when I need some kick, electric love life. I'm ready for modest and timid love if I have Namjoon. Please do something or say something on which I can make any assumptions on if my love for you would win or lose.'

Jimin licked his dry lips and set his eyes upon the man who just untames his love increasingly day by day. He blames it all on Taehyung and Seokjin who are displaying their love widely making Jimin yearn for such feelings and lose his virginity in fantastic ways, but if only it is with Namjoon. If someone else then he might just run away on his first night.

"Jimin I just wish for to have some ways to get to know what's happening inside your head, that is certainly bothering you." Namjoon rested his chin on hand as he looked at man who was changing his expressions as per what he was thinking, very deeply. Namjoon somehow assumed that this over thinking wasn't from the pressure of studies but something else.

"If I talk about my thoughts, then I hope you won't run away." younger mumbled in very hushed tone. Stabbing the broccoli with fork earning a clink sound.

"What you said?"

"Ah, nothing."