SWEETHEART

Chapter-46

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The music flowed through the dimly lit penthouse, wrapping around them like a slow-burning fire.

The soft glow from the city skyline illuminated the room, casting golden hues over Taehyung's delicate form.

He stood barefoot on the cool marble floor, clad in nothing but Jeongguk's crisp black shirt, which barely reached mid-thigh.

The first few buttons were undone, exposing the smooth expanse of his collarbone and the gentle curve of his shoulders.

Jeongguk who was attending a call, came back to find his sweetheart like this. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, eyes dark with something primal as he watched his husband.

Taehyung's beauty was almost unbearable...his flushed cheeks, the way the shirt threatened to slip off one shoulder, the nervous way he tucked his bottom lip between his teeth.

"Dance with me," Taehyung whispered, voice trembling with something unspoken.

Jeongguk's eyes never left him as he stepped forward, closing the distance between them in slow, deliberate strides.

He placed a firm hand on Taehyung's waist, fingers grazing over the bare skin peeking from the oversized fabric.

His other hand captured Taehyung's, guiding it to rest over his own heart.

The music swelled, and they moved together effortlessly, bodies pressing close, heat radiating between them.

Jeongguk's grip on Taehyung tightened, his palm pressing against the small of his back, keeping him flush against his firm chest.

Every step was slow, intimate, filled with a tension that thickened the air around them.

Taehyung shivered as Jeongguk's fingers traced slow, lazy circles on his hip, his breath warm against his temple. The touch sent a ripple of longing through him, making his knees weak.

Jeongguk suddenly spun him, pressing his back against his chest, his large hands splaying over Taehyung's stomach as they swayed.

He trailed soft, open-mouthed kisses down the side of his neck, sucking lightly, making Taehyung tremble in his hold.

Jeongguk smirked against his skin before turning him around in one swift motion, pressing him against the wall.

His hands pinned Taehyung's wrists above his head, and his gaze was dark, unreadable.

"You're trembling, baby," Jeongguk murmured, voice deep and laced with amusement.

Taehyung shivered, his fingers wanting to hold Jeongguk's shoulders for support as his knees threatened to give out.

His husband's scent, his warmth, the way his strong hands explored him so boldly...it was overwhelming.

"Hyungie" Taehyung breathed, tilting his head back as Jeongguk's lips traced a slow, burning path down his neck, sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin.

His dominant husband knew exactly how to unravel him, how to leave him breathless and aching.

Jeongguk's hands left taehyung's and teased lower, tracing slow circles from his arms....going down till it found his thighs.

His hands traced against Taehyung's inner thigh, the touch barely there but enough to make Taehyung whimper in frustration. His hips jerked involuntarily, silently begging for more.

"Patience," Jeongguk chuckled darkly, gripping Taehyung's jaw and forcing him to meet his gaze. His eyes were dark, full of something dangerous...something primal.