winter of orphic love | ot7 poly |

Chapter 14 Calming Down

I caress the sides of Taehyung's face with feather-light touches. I press a light kiss onto his slick lips, breathing in the scent of syrupy blackberries. The hazy fruit scents hang around us in an endless cloud of pleasure. My body is filled to the brim with heat, heat that overflows the senses with crushing weight. My limbs feel sticky with the residue of their mouthy kisses and sweat.

My head is stuffed with hot cotton. A tingling sensation travels through the back of my head and down my spine. It's an uncomfortable jolt, a sharp kick to the body as I fall into another wave of heated buzz.

"Falling asleep, baby?" I whisper into Taehyung's ear. I lightly nibble at the curve, teasing the soft skin between my teeth. "Are you a sleepy baby?"

Taehyung's eyes flutter open and meet my gaze. There is clear exhaustion wrought on his face but his pretty eyes remain electrified. Hungry. Unsatiated.

Taehyung whispers something but I couldn't catch it. I'm not even sure if he's speaking real words. His vowels and consonants slur together into a mess, pushed through his puffy lips in a slow drawl. He reaches up to take my face in his hands and brings me down to his lips again.

Raising my shoulders as I lean down on him, I kiss him deeply. I insert my tongue into his mouth, roving before it meets his. A low moan reverbs from the base of his throat as I press into him.

The scent of thick berries and the tang of sweet mint blossom from his bare body.

"Lottie..." Jimin sighs. His hand prodes at my side.

I break away from Taehyung's lips and look over at Jimin. His hand falls back down on the blanket. His dirty blond hair is messy around his head with small tufts sticking out from too many fingers running through it. The marks running down his neck are like jewels on a necklace, strung together and turning shades of violet.

"Lottie," he repeats as if he were dreaming. He reaches out again. Jimin gives me a tired grin. "You smell so nice... come here..."

My gaze softens as I look upon his slender figure. The blankets of the bed have gathered around his body and created the bones of a potential nest.

Taehyung's eyes open slowly and his lips form a sad pout. He bats his eyes at me and reaches out. "Don't leave me."

"I'm not going anywhere," I promise. I glance between them. "We should move together..." I scoot closer to Jimin and grab Taehyung's shoulders, attempting to drag him across the bed with my weak arms. The ache between my thighs becomes more noticeable as I move around, so does the wetness.

The sensory discomfort of being sticky and wet begins to dampen my full focus on thriving during the heat.

As much as I want to revel in their heat-inflicted scents, to be covered with enough scents to mask my own, it's the aftermath of heats that triggers the need to take a bath.

"What's wrong, Lottie?" Taehyung asks, his voice rough. With strained arms, Taehyung sits up and observes me. "Are you alright?"

I offer him a bleak smile. "I just remembered that I didn't take a bath. A real one."

Taehyung lays a kiss on the crown of my head. "Didn't my tongue wash you enough?" he asks smugly.

I chuckle and brush his black hair back from his face, tucking a small section behind his ear. I kiss the tip of his nose while resting my hand on his soft pudgy stomach, still full from Yoongi's wonderful breakfast. "You did plenty, babe."

"No baths for you... you smell too pretty..." Jimin compliments with adoration in his eyes. He moves his arms again, "Here... sit here... I want to cuddle with you..."