VENUS.

01. The Eclipse

01.
3rd-POV!
Venus, by HUEKISSES!

Honey suckled giggles, silk-like touches, electrifying heat between two passages of bodies invade into each other with lustful intention. If these men could ravish each other with starved hunger, they'd be fed every hour of the awakening day. He, the one that neglects the beat of his heart once the lover smiles with pleasure, jolting every spark he inflicts with just a peck of his affection. The other, mesmerized by the hues of various colors consuming his eyesight, for the brightness of happiness is in competition with the sun itself.

"We're going to be late." Jimin merely reminds as the feverish suckered kisses attacks the passage of his neck. He laughs in ecstasy, for his lover has become the nicotine to his lungs. Compacted in the small closet filled with supplies to clean their school, they, the craving lovers turn to ignorance at the pounding of the door, the empty threats from their school janitor as they intoxicate themselves with each other's covet breathes.

"And we will, only because I've become addicted to
your kisses." Taehyung murmurs, smothering the man with oozing joyful love prying from his expression, it almost suffocates ‪him dry of breath as he lets go to inhale.

"And when will you not be." Jimin inquiries, eyes glossed with glee, lips coated in peppermint and milky chocolate.

"You're the nectar the Gods and Godess fond over Chim." He whispers, and Jimin gasps, almost gradually rise the salty liquid that pours over his face with neglection. Taehyung was so good. In the midst of them pouncing their soft tissues, he whispers delights of his overwhelming love, carefully treads his roaming hands with desire, and carries vast rose cabbage in the flowery language that bawls love.

"Kiss me again." He breathes, orbs hooded into seduction. The lust gyres in the bottom of his loins, the love he conveys is leaden yet anyone could see the opaqueness that preys onto his face when Taehyung comes in his view, their acacia like love only creates a sense of craving that rapidly grows by the second.

"We'll be late." Taehyung whispers, orbs glowing with mischievous, he was the devil that never concealed his nature and in his eyes Jimin was his angel to save him from truly going into the puddle of darkness, because when with Jimin, lusters sears through his entire galaxy, warmth cups his body as he was canoodled gently into the vast bowl of love.

"We already are." His angel smiles and Taehyung no longer cares for tardiness, he never has as he peckers his moon with his staining love.

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To be in love is a mindset he could never grasp in the curious wonders of his brain. For why would you be incredibly devoted to one who may not feel the exact same? He holds loyalty closer than anyone would as does his lover for who would even try to question the two's unmeasurable love? Spirals of viridescent vines cling onto his irony organ, he embraces the tiger holding his own protection to his jungle, in any case, the jungle would be the man inhabiting an eye smile that millions of stars wouldn't dare to compete with.

Located in his very own jungle, he lays onto the hammered stone tables with patience seething through his palms waiting for his walking epitome of joy.

In the hands of the Eros, who seems to be doing another altruism of love towards the wrong lovers. Taehyung descry his moon in the collusion of an eclipse, which is foolish, for Taehyung has been his moon's sun for eternity. For every scorching moment of heat encapsulating the anger that raises in visions of red hues.

Scarlet smeared vexation, soil infested orbs imprinted on the figure that towers his moon. This just won't do. The urgency to drive a black hole hovering below the sun depriving the planets of its warm and splattering the galaxy with gelid strokes of vengeance.