𝐋𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 | Vmin

𝟏𝟑- 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘐𝘴 𝘔𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘦

The prince of alasgar was muddled in the filaments of his thoughts, ways of his body acquitting around the Stygian King were making him debrief his morality and he would rather smother himself hundreds of times than lose it, and the more he thought about it the more he gets tangled up in the invisible string that was attaching him to the other and started glowing whenever he comes near Taehyung and the glow pulls him closer to the person who not only threatened his kingdom but is a stealer of his happiness and his love

his wolf is still recalcitrant, not listening to him losing himself around the venom eyes male like he is in more control of Taehyung than Jimin himself, sometimes Jimin swears his wolf has a mind of its own like it can whisper in his ears, threats, if he deliberately denied his desires, it will make him pay and it made Jimin fear what if he really lose all control over his body, he won't be able to face the consequences of his atrocious acts he'll perform under the reign of his bawd wolf.

Aureate threads of morning light were spreading around the pitch black sky taking over the darkness of it, Jimin takes in the freshness the morning had brought to him, and the crispy air started whistling like an invisible ghost, and the coldness danced on his warm tender alabaster skin, the nights get colder in the Stygian and then the days come hotter like they are competing against each other too

everything seems to be at war here like the conflicts travel in the air of the Stygian Kingdom or maybe it was really cursed by the reign of the evil King, Jimin sighed deeply resting his hands on the railing of the veranda that was attached to his chamber which was bigger than his room back home, being a King of the largest kingdom in the eastern side comes with a lot of privileges and Jimin got the best fortune and get to be the mate of the magnifico

he hissed at the thought and looked around taking in the grace of the view in front of him as the sun rises from the heart of the desert like a glorious feeling of love, fighting the battle with himself. and waking up early didn't go wasted, the fascinating scenery was worth it and if someone would tell Jimin who stepped foot on this grotesque-looking kingdom that it looks this magnificent in the morning he would laugh at their faces

but now he agrees even the darkness holds beauty in itself, it only waits for the right time to give a spectacle show of it, Jimin was lost in the beauty of the scenery, and the Stygian King was lost in his' standing right behind the Queen of his realm, toward his side so his eyes set right on Jimin's side-profile, holding his breath tightly like an embrace of a lover, Taehyung's heart was like an untamed ship tossed by the storm of his heartbeats that rumbles and roars, his hand was folded behind his back pouring in sweats

the first raise of the sun glows golden against Jimin's pearl skin and his Persian blue eyes give the hint of ocean shimmering under the love of the sun, his scarlet-painted lips look like the most precious rose in the garden holding the power of the sharpest daggers in the world and the Stygian King wouldn't mind getting killed millions of times by that weapon, his glossy brunette hair blows swiftly in the cold breeze like a brush of the painter creating an art

his ivory silk robe was almost merging with his skin tone loosely flowing from the wind but the ribbon wrapped around his thin waist gives the idea of how mesmerizing his body is underneath the soft fabric and it never has been hard for Taehyung to control his wolf who wanted to tame the untamed, marking what belongs to him but was far from him and his touch

The Alpha King licked his dried lips with a gulp of his saliva down his barren throat everything started to starve inside of him just for the taste of those scarlet lips, to feel how soft they really are moving against his own on the unknown rhythm, the eagerness was at the peak that the King almost felt the taste of them on his tongue as his mind works on his own making the fantasies of them tasting like the berries of heaven