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October 23, 2013 JIN
"Five Question Game?"
"Yeah."
"Okay. Game."
Jin felt Taehyung chuckled beside him. He rolled him to the side so that they were sitting on their sides facing each other before Taehyung gestured for him to start.
"What's your favorite color?"
"It has always been gray, specifically, dove gray. But now, it's brown. The same shade as your eyes."
Jin's cheeks heated at that. "Good answer, Mr. Kim. Your turn to ask."
"Describe for me your perfect day," Taehyung asked his first question.
"Easy," he clapped in giddy. "Sleep in. Breakfast in bed, probably pancakes and bacon with my usual coffee with milk. Catch up and watch an episode of the latest K-drama on TV or read a book I just recently bought. Lunch, a really big bowl of jjajangmyeon with pickled radish. Then I'd take a nap. Read another chapter. Dinner would be pasta and red wine. Read again. Lastly, turning in for the night after my nightly skin care routine."
"Wow. You've thought about that apparently, huh?"
Jin nodded as he laughed, "Jimin and I used to talk about what we'd rather be doing other than attending our classes during university days."
"I didn't hear you mention sex once."
Taehyung actually sounded a bit hurt, so Jin quickly amended his answer.
"Well, in the past, when I answered this question I'd never had sex so it never fit in. But now that I'm doing it all the time, I'd add in at least two sessions. Before the nap and before bed," he proposed as he smirked at him.
Taehyung grinned back at him like the cat that got the canary.
"Damn right you weren't having sex before and damn fucking right you are having sex, a lot, now." He reached out and opened the bottle of champagne he brought home earlier, poured out some onto the long-stemmed flute glasses he had put on the coffee table before he handed him one. "To your virginity and my claim on it!"
Jin was mortified as he looked at his boyfriend. "Kim Taehyung! You are so-"
"Caveman. I admit it," he shrugged, "Knowing I'm the only one who's ever been inside of you is a real thrill."
"Hmph," Jin huffed, cheeks, neck and ears still profusely red, as he rolled his eyes. "I wish I could say the same."
Jin was just joking, but Taehyung's face turned serious.
"So do I. I'd do anything to go back and erase my past so long as you were here, waiting for me at the end."
"I'd be here." Jin's words sat in the air while they sipped their wines, neither one of them speaking. Jin coughed and continued, breaking the silence. "My turn. You describe your perfect day."
"Cheater! We should amend the rules. Original questions only!" Taehyung protested in pout.
"Next time! I want to know this though!"
"Fine, since you wanna know," he snickered, "I'd wake up early, like 5 AM. I'll make love to you. Then go back to sleep. Wake up to breakfast just like yours, except I'd want tea. I'll fuck you. Read a newspaper, a real printed paper, not an electronic version. Then I'd be inside you again. Watch a movie. Fuck you during the movie. No, actually, I'd just stay inside of you but not finish the movie. Lunch would be japchae with lots of samgyeopsal. I'll fuck you again. Finish reading the book I forgot to read for months now. Make love to you and then go to bed."
"I don't know if that was five or six times you've fucked me, but I'm sore just thinking about it," Jin muttered, his blush never ceasing because of his bluntness.
"You'll toughen up eventually," Taehyung laughed. Jin smacked his arm and laughed with him. "Your next question."
Jin's laughter subsided as he thought about his question. He cleared his throat. "Do you think you look more like your father?"
Taehyung visibly bristled at the question. "Yes. Unfortunately."
Jin asked no more about it and reached out to tug his hair lightly, giggling. "I'm still glad you got his wavy hair. You look like a cuddly bear."
Taehyung smiled a genuine smile, and he knew he had said the right thing before his man's mood turned so-
"How many men have you kissed?"
-ur.
Jin knew this could only be bad. Taehyung had done all manner of things with countless men and women, but just the idea of Jin kissing anyone?
The said man always became a basket case.
"One. I've kissed a few boys but only one man."
Taehyung shook his head and smirked. "Nice try. How many?"
"I don't know," Jin hesitated, treading carefully. "Six or seven…?"
He saw the muscle in Taehyung's jaw ticked but his man left it there, probably because he knew that pursuing that line of questioning would open the door for Jin to start asking him about the people he'd been with.
"What do I taste and smell like?" Jin asked, trying his best to douse the building tension and irrational jealousy within Taehyung. His jaw dropped by his audacity, but he quickly recovered and Jin's plan worked. Jin was embarrassed to ask, but he really wanted to know. "I mean, you mentioned how much you like the way I taste and the way I smell, but I don't know why."
"In a word? Heaven. Let me show you." Taehyung's hand moved to his thigh, making his intentions clear, but Jin already tasted himself on Taehyung's lips. He wanted to hear Taehyung describe it.
"No," Jin said gently and laid his hand on his. "No distractions."
Taehyung didn't move his hand away but he did lean back a bit to think.
"You taste sweet, like warm honey with strawberries and salted caramels." Taehyung reached down to adjust his shorts mindlessly. "I could lick you all day. I love the taste of your cock and your addictive, sensitive pucker that clenches with my every kiss, lick and bite."
Jin covered his face in shame while Taehyung continued.
"And your scent?" His head rolled back, his eyes closed, and he groaned as if remembering something. "Like sex. Pure, carnal, wicked sex. The promise of pleasure. Your scent calls to me. I know that sounds corny, but it does. I crave it. The way your hair smells, your broad shoulders sloping sexily down to your dainty waist and curves, the scent of your skin… but especially your sex."
Taehyung reached down again and rubbed himself.
Jin was so turned on by then, still ashamed after his words, but then again... turnt.
"Are you up for me eating you out to prove my explanation, make love to you right after, pound into you hard as you scream my name over and over again here on our couch?" Taehyung whispered seductively in his ear as his hands roamed around his sides.
