OUR FIRST'S || (TAEKOOK Short FF)

7. First Fight 💔

Warnings :- 16+

Half smut/makeout session & blow job, Dramatic angst

6k words.

Glorious night with diamond shaped stars illuminating the black blanket of upper realm's. The magnificent coal black was spread all over the skies. Crescent moon enchantingly blessing the earth's night light via its dull golden hue.

Erie silence mushrooming through out the surrounding. The air was calming and fresh, looming across the matte maroon curtains of the big glass window leading right into the backyard garden facing balcony. Whole ambiance of the room was pitch black. Faint moonlight from the space between the balcony and glass doors with glowy light yellow series small lamps decorating the corners of the huge room alleviating the sensual atmosphere for the newly weds.

Soft white cushiony bedsheet was draped over the king-sized bed with rose petals of red and pink splayed on it. Pillows were set against the head board in a comfortable manner. Furry off white carpet was laying beneath the bed pillars. The main bedroom wasn't overly decorated or charmed up, it was elegant and cozily wrapped up in a strong fragrance of lavender and sandalwood mixed together.

"Darling~"

Deep husky voice of his husband was enough to help night dreaming male out of his dreamland. Pretty prince was freshly showered from a while ago, his dusky rose red satin crop top with thin string gripping enough to support the top on his squared shoulders which he paired with mid- waisted silky shorts, riding above, showcasing his long, toned and smooth crisp legs.

Taehyung was seated on the edge of the bed as he waited for his bunny husband to shower and come out of the washroom. He was inspecting the room's décor with his serene ocean eyes, while humming a random jazz tune. Hands supporting his body from behind and legs playing footsie on the soft carpet from dangling below.

So he was startled when he felt that deep husky voice calling his favorite nickname near his ears. Jungkook's ragged breath was sending shivers down Tae's spine. His nape hairs all stood up as ravenette was blowing air prattles all while laying soft mushy kisses in side span of pretty prince's face.

Taehyung tried to turn his body to face Jungkook properly but his whole scale was seized from strong muscly hands, stalling him from moving anywhere. Blond head closed his eyes lazily as his head now rested backwards on dark haired male's buff shoulders. He felt his husbands one arm moving forward to grip his narrow waistline, while the other was stroking his naked thigh with sensual feel.

"Argh Kookie~"

Strawberry buttered lips couldn't conceal the moans leaving his throat as his husbands erotic ministrations were igniting certain fire in his plaint body. He just wanted to turn and burry himself in Jungkook's strong arms or maybe kiss the living daylights out of his husbands cherry lips.

As if ebony eyed male heard his dirty wishes, Jungkook swiftly turned him around and firmly clasped Tae's body with his own. The moment their eyes laid upon each other's faces in a darkened room, the faint hunger bubbling their veins grew in a hazardous speed, leaving behind those calming or controlling sentiments.

"Why are you looking at me like that kook..?"

Taehyung whispered, breaking the tranquility of the atmosphere, his breath was sharpening cause his cold husband's midnight black doe eyes were guzzling his petite form in a very nasty yet passionate way. He just couldn't describe it but it made him feel certain way. His whole body felt goosebumps swaying him as he tried hard to maintain that stealthy hard eye contact.

"Mhmm like what darling...?"

Oh damn again that seductive deep baritone floating near his eardrums as ravenette was caressing his rough callous palm against his husband's lean but sturdy soft arms. Sometimes Jungkook's long veiny finger tips playing with that sluttish top's thin wire bands. Black head was trying to channelize his inner beast to not straightaway jump on his little husband and give him a scar for a lifetime.