silent symphony

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Taehyung was laying  sprawled across the plush sheets, the dim light casting golden hues over his skin. His legs shifted, parting slowly, sending an unspoken invitation to the alpha who was standing in the doorway with a smirk.

Jungkook's gaze lingered over him drinking in every detail—the curve of Taehyung’s thighs, the way his exposed chest rose and fell .

Jungkook slowly walked towards the bed.His hand hovered for a moment before tracing a reverent path along Taehyung’s skin, eliciting a soft gasp.

“You drive me crazy,” Jungkook whispered, his lips brushing against Taehyung’s jawline. The way Taehyung’s body arched, responding to every touch, sent a shiver of delight through Jungkook.

Jungkook leaned in, his breath felt warm against Taehyung’s ear, His fingers trailed slowly, almost teasingly, along Taehyung’s inner thigh, leaving taehyung shudder at the sensation.

Taehyung’s head tilted back, exposing the elegant curve of his neck. A soft moan escaped his lips as Jungkook’s hand traveled upward.

Taehyung's hands found their way to Jungkook’s shoulders, gripping tightly.

Jungkook’s lips found Taehyung’s collarbone, pressing gentle kisses that deepened as he moved upward, tasting the salt of his skin.

“You’re so beautiful,” Jungkook murmured against Taehyung’s chest, his words heavy with sincerity. “Every inch of you… everything about you.” His hands roamed freely now, exploring the curves and planes of Taehyung’s body with an intensity that made Taehyung’s heart race.

Taehyung’s fingers tangled in Jungkook’s hair, pulling him closer as their lips finally met in a kiss that was as fiery as it was tender.

Time seemed to stand still.

As the kiss deepened, Jungkook’s hands roamed lower, eliciting a soft gasp from Taehyung that seemed to echo in the quiet room.

Jungkook pulled back just enough to look at Taehyung, his dark eyes filled with a mix of adoration and hunger.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” Jungkook whispered, his voice was rough yet tender.

Taehyung's breathe came out as shaky hearing jungkook's words.

Pushing his whole length  in the warm gasping folds Jungkook chuckled softly, his hands gripping Taehyung’s hips as if grounding himself in the moment.

“You’re intoxicating,” he murmured before pressing his lips to the hollow of Taehyung’s throat, his firy touch sending waves of warmth through them both.

Jungkook started to thrust slow and deep taehyung's  nails dragging faintly on the alpha's back as he felt every thrust, the warmth of alpha's body.

By the time the first light of dawn began to creep through the curtains, they were lying entwined in each other’s arms, their hearts beating in perfect synchrony.

Taehyung traced lazy circles on Jungkook’s chest, a soft smile playing on his lips as he whispered, "are you fine? "

Taehyung nodded against his chest.

Jungkook tightened his hold on him, his own smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as they slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Sanya paced the luxurious living room of Jeon Manson, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor. Her perfectly manicured nails tapped rhythmically against her phone as she replayed the events of the previous evening in her mind.