EREMOPHOBIA

CHAPTER 22 (M)

The next morning, the house was unusually quiet. With their friends and family having left the night before, only the soft snores of Y/N, Jungkook, and Taehyung filled the peaceful silence.

The warmth of their shared bed made it difficult to wake up, the morning sun casting golden streaks through the curtains. Y/N shifted slightly, feeling Taehyung's steady breathing against her neck while Jungkook's arm remained draped protectively over her waist.

For the first time in a long while, there was no looming threat, no lingering tension—just the three of them, safe and at peace.

Tae's hand slid beneath Y/N's shirt, his fingers grazing over her bare skin as he trailed up to her chest. His touch was slow, deliberate, teasing as he found her sensitive peaks and rolled them between his fingers. A soft gasp escaped her lips, and Jungkook, already drawn in by the sight, turned to them with darkened eyes.

Not wanting to be left out, Jungkook tugged Y/N's shirt further down, exposing her completely to them. His mouth found her sensitive bud, lips closing around it as he sucked gently, his tongue flicking over the hardened peak. Tae smirked, watching as Y/N arched against them, her breath coming in soft pants. He leaned in, trailing open-mouthed kisses down her neck while his free hand traced the curves of Jungkook's body, pulling him closer into their shared heat.

The room was filled with soft sighs and heated touches, their bodies tangled together in an intimate embrace. There was no rush—only the slow, deliberate worship of each other, a moment of pure indulgence and passion between them.

Tae's lips ghosted over Y/N's jaw, his breath hot against her skin as he murmured, "You're so beautiful like this." His fingers continued their slow, torturous dance, rolling and pinching until she whimpered against Jungkook's lips.

Jungkook, now fully immersed in his own desire, dragged his tongue over her sensitive bud before switching to the other, his teeth grazing lightly just to hear her sharp inhale. "You love it when we touch you like this, don't you?" he whispered against her skin, his voice husky with arousal.

Y/N could only nod, her body arching as Tae's lips trailed lower, pressing soft, open-mouthed kisses down her stomach, his hand slipping under the waistband of her shorts. He smirked as he felt how warm and needy she was already. "So eager," he teased, nipping at the skin of her hip.

Jungkook, let his hands wander to Tae, tugging him back up for a heated kiss. Their tongues tangled as Jungkook's fingers slid under Tae's shirt, feeling the toned muscles beneath. Y/N watched, her breath catching at the sight of them together—how perfectly they moved, how seamlessly they fit.

Tae pulled back with a teasing smirk. "Don't worry, baby," he whispered to Y/N, pressing a kiss to her swollen lips. "We'll take care of you."

The heat between them only intensified, their touches growing bolder as they explored one another with reverence and desire. Every moan, every whispered name, every lingering kiss deepened their connection, binding them even closer in their shared passion.

Tae's eyes darkened with desire as he pulled Jungkook closer, his fingers slowly unbuttoning his shirt before sliding it off his toned shoulders. His hands traced down, lingering over Jungkook's abs before unfastening his pants, letting them drop to the floor. Jungkook shivered under his gaze, already lost in the anticipation of what was to come.

"You're so beautiful like this," Tae murmured, his voice dripping with need as he guided Jungkook onto all fours, his hands running possessively down his back.

Y/N, still breathless from their shared passion, reached out, her fingers ghosting over Jungkook's flushed skin. "You look so good, Kookie," she whispered, her voice sultry and warm.