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Taehyung reached up, his hand cupping Jungkook's cheek. His thumb traced the line of Jungkook's jaw, the gesture tender despite the harshness of their surroundings. Jungkook's eyes fluttered closed, savoring the touch, the warmth. "We can't do this," he whispered, but the protest was weak, the words barely leaving his lips.
Taehyung leaned in, his breath warm against Jungkook's ear. "We can," he murmured. "We will." His voice was firm, filled with a conviction that made Jungkook's knees wobble. The rain continued to fall, a relentless backdrop to their shifting world. The alley, once a battleground, had transformed into a sanctum of passion and discovery.
Their kisses grew slower, more deliberate, as if they were both savoring the sweetness of something long denied. Jungkook's hands found the zipper of Taehyung's jacket, pulling it down with trembling fingers. The leather parted, revealing the slick fabric of his shirt beneath. Jungkook's palms flattened against Taehyung's chest, feeling the rapid thump of his heart, the heat of his skin through the wet fabric.
Taehyung's own hands were busy, unbuttoning Jungkook's shirt with a finesse that belied his usual roughness. The material fell away, exposing Jungkook's lean torso, the droplets of rain rolling down his skin like a lover's caress. Jungkook shivered, not from the cold, but from the intensity of Taehyung's gaze as it roamed over him, as if memorizing every inch of him.
Their bodies pressed closer, the fabric of their clothes sticking to their skin like a second layer. The rain had turned the alley into a steamy sanctuary, the air thick with the scent of wet leather and the electricity of their desire. Jungkook's hands found their way to Taehyung's shoulders, digging into the muscles beneath as he deepened the kiss.
Taehyung's palms slid over Jungkook's chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart. His thumbs traced the outlines of Jungkook's collarbones, the sensation sending a shiver down the latter's spine. Jungkook gasped into the kiss, arching into the touch, and Taehyung took the opportunity to explore further, his hands moving down to Jungkook's waist.
Their bodies swayed in the rhythm of the rain, their movements a dance of exploration and discovery. Jungkook's hands found the hem of Taehyung's shirt, lifting it to reveal the taut abs beneath. His fingertips grazed the smooth skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Taehyung groaned, his grip on Jungkook tightening, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them.
The world outside the alley ceased to exist. There was only the rain, the slick cobblestones, and the two of them—enemies turned lovers in the most unexpected of moments. Jungkook's touch grew bolder, his hands roaming over Taehyung's chest, his nails digging in just enough to leave a mark. Taehyung responded in kind, his hands mapping Jungkook's body with a hunger that seemed insatiable.
Their kisses grew more frantic, their tongues dancing together in a silent promise of what was to come. Jungkook's hand slipped to the back of Taehyung's neck, his thumb tracing the strong line of his jaw as their breaths melded into one. Taehyung's hands found their way to Jungkook's belt, his fingers deftly unbuckling it before sliding into the waistband of his pants. Jungkook's breath hitched, his eyes fluttering shut as Taehyung's hand grazed his skin, sending a shockwave of pleasure through him.
Their hips rolled together, the friction of their bodies setting fire to the alley's chilly air. Jungkook's mind raced, trying to reconcile the hatred he'd felt for so long with the passion that now consumed him. But the heat of Taehyung's touch, the urgency of their kiss, made it impossible to think of anything but the here and now.
Taehyung's hand slipped lower, cupping Jungkook's ass, pulling him closer, grinding their hips together. Jungkook could feel Taehyung's arousal, thick and insistent against his own. The sound of the rain was a constant drumbeat in their ears, punctuating their gasps and moans. The alley was their stage, the neon lights above casting a multitude of colors across their drenched bodies, painting them in hues of desire and defiance.
Their kisses grew sloppier, more desperate, as the rain continued to drench them. Jungkook's hand found the bulge in Taehyung's pants, his touch featherlight at first, teasing the sensitive flesh beneath. Taehyung's breath hitched, and he groaned into Jungkook's mouth, his hips jerking forward in response. Jungkook's own arousal grew, his body aching for more, for the release that Taehyung's touch promised.
Taehyung's hand trailed down Jungkook's back, reaching for the button of his own pants. His fingers fumbled with the wet fabric, but Jungkook's impatience grew. He broke the kiss, panting, and stepped back just enough to allow Taehyung to free himself. The sight of Taehyung's erection, standing proud and heavy, made Jungkook's mouth water. He reached out, wrapping his hand around it, feeling the heat and the pulse of life beneath his palm.
Taehyung's eyes rolled back in his head, a low moan escaping his lips. Jungkook stroked him slowly, savoring the feel of him, the power he held in his hand. It was a stark reminder of the control they both craved in their tumultuous lives, yet here, in this stolen moment, it was a power they willingly shared. The rain continued to pound around them, a symphony to their passionate crescendo.
Tbc.....
