[Jungkook x Taehyung] Bloodlines and Ties

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Jungkook's fingers trailed gently down the fabric of Tae's shirt, his touch light and deliberate. The warmth of his hand contrasted with the coolness of the fabric, sending shivers across Tae's skin.

As his fingers glided lower, he could feel Tae's body respond, his breaths becoming shallower and more irregular. Jungkook's touch was tender but filled with intent, exploring the smoothness of Tae's skin beneath the shirt. The sensation made Tae's pulse quicken, heightening the anticipation of what was to come.

Jungkook's eyes were locked on Tae's, searching for any sign of discomfort or hesitation. His movements were slow and controlled, each touch meant to reassure and excite. The room was filled with a palpable tension, the air thick with unspoken desires and the promise of what might happen next.

"Is this okay?" Jungkook whispered, his voice barely above a murmur, as he continued to trace his fingers along Tae's abdomen. His touch was careful, mindful of Tae's reactions, ensuring that every move was consensual and welcomed.

Tae's eyes fluttered shut momentarily, his body arching slightly into Jungkook's touch. The overwhelming sensation of Jungkook's fingers against his skin was both exhilarating and soothing. He managed a nod, his voice barely audible, "Yes, it's okay..."

Jungkook's smile grew, a mixture of relief and satisfaction. He leaned down, his lips brushing against Tae's ear as he whispered, "We'll take it slow, just like we talked about."

Tae's voice was soft but firm as he looked up at Jungkook, his eyes reflecting a mixture of vulnerability and resolve. "No need to ask, Jungkook," he said, his tone laced with both a hint of desire and a clear sense of trust.

Jungkook paused, his fingers still resting lightly on Tae's shirt, and met Tae's gaze with an understanding smile. The reassurance in Tae's words was enough for Jungkook. He could see the unspoken confidence in Tae's eyes, the way he leaned into Jungkook's touch with a mix of anticipation and surrender.

With a gentle nod, Jungkook allowed his fingers to continue their slow, deliberate journey down Tae's shirt. His touch was both tender and purposeful, guided by Tae's implicit trust and willingness. There was no need for further words, only the shared understanding that they were both fully engaged in this moment, letting their feelings guide them through each touch and caress.

Jungkook's voice was a low, sultry whisper as he leaned in close, his breath warm against Tae's ear. "You're mine, Tae. Only mine."

The words were like a private vow, spoken with an intensity that left no room for doubt. Tae shivered slightly at the sound, his heart racing as Jungkook's whispered declaration resonated deep within him.

The room seemed to shrink around them, leaving only the two of them in their shared space, their breaths mingling. Jungkook's words wrapped around Tae like a cloak, a promise of exclusivity and connection that was both thrilling and comforting. Tae's eyes fluttered shut for a moment, savoring the feeling of being so completely claimed, so utterly cherished.

In that intimate whisper, Jungkook conveyed everything that words alone could not—a profound sense of belonging and a declaration of the depth of his feelings. The promise of being 'only mine' echoed in Tae's mind, creating a bond that felt both intensely personal and deeply reassuring.

Jungkook's hands were steady as he unbuttoned Tae's clothes with deliberate, practiced movements, each button undone revealing more of Tae's skin. His touch was gentle yet insistent, the fabric falling away to expose Tae's collarbone.

As Tae's skin was bared, Jungkook leaned in and pressed his lips against Tae's collarbone, his breath hot and tantalizing. The softest of bites followed, not enough to hurt but enough to make Tae shiver. The bite was a mark of possession, a claim that was both tender and assertive.