𝓘𝓝𝓥𝓘𝓒𝓣𝓤𝓢 | 𝗞𝗩 ✔ 🍁

𝖓𝖆𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖌 🥀

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" Fuck!" Taehyung moaned, biting harshly on his lip, his entire body electrified by Jungkook's relentless touches, each one sending waves of ecstasy coursing through him.

He visibly trembled, their lips locked in a deep, passionate French kiss, exploring every corner of each other's mouths with a fervor as if it were their last.

The kiss was heated, with Jungkook lifting Taehyung by his thighs, moving him from where he'd been pressed against the wall toward the bed.

Jimin sighed, turning away as soon as he heard faint moans emanating from Jungkook's bedroom.

He had been on his way to see him for something. "Since Tae became a vampire, they've been fucking non-stop ,  we need soundproof walls," he muttered, rolling his eyes but jumping in surprise when he saw Yoongi in front of him.

"Christ! don't sneak up on me like that, I almost had a heart attack!" Jimin exclaimed softly, placing a hand on his chest

"Uh - sorry, but I'm having trouble changing the baby's diaper, and where the hell are her parents?" Yoongi said, clearly frustrated. Jimin glanced back at Jungkook's closed door, still hearing faint moans, but turned back to Yoongi.

"You know what? Never mind, let's go," Jimin said, leading Yoongi to the baby's room.

"Why the fuck does sex as a vampire feel so fucking good?" Taehyung groaned, throwing his head back, his permed hair bouncing with him as he rode Jungkook.

"Oh fuck - !" Jungkook cursed, swiftly changing their position.

He spread Taehyung's thighs wide open, pounding into him with an animalistic pace, alternating between gentle strokes and powerful thrusts.

Taehyung could only grip the pillow beneath him, his sharp nails digging into the fabric, releasing sinful moans that drove Jungkook to the brink.

🥀🥀

"Toast," Levi declared, a cocky smirk stretching across his face, a look Namjoon longed to wipe away.

Levi raised his glass, filled with an exquisite wine fit for the elite. The two of them were in a VIP section of an upscale club, the atmosphere pulsating around them.

Earlier that evening, Levi had thrown a lavish party to celebrate his victory in the mayoral election and to silently revel in the downfall of his adversary.

"You seem quite pleased that he's out of the picture," Namjoon remarked, pouring himself a glass and watching Levi intently, smirking each time Levi slurred or staggered as he downed drink after drink, reveling in his triumph.

Namjoon chuckled, savoring his first sip of the night "Oops - finished the bottle," Levi chuckled, holding the empty bottle aloft. He reached for another, but Namjoon intercepted him.

"What?... Wh... what?" Levi slurred, his eyes struggling to stay open. He collapsed into a chair, sighing deeply as he pulled at his necktie, the room becoming unbearably hot and stuffy. He slumped against the chair, exhaustion overtaking him.