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Chapter Sixteen

"In love"

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Taehyung lowered Jimin onto the bed with deliberate care, hands firm but gentle, his gaze dragging over him like he was something to be devoured. Jimin sprawled across the mattress, pliant and flushed—an image Taehyung had fantasized in his head for months.

"You look adorable," Taehyung murmured.

He didn't waste time after that. He tugged Jimin's pajama bottoms and underwear down in one smooth motion, earning a sharp, breathless gasp. Jimin was already hard, tip wet and aching.

Taehyung smiled, something dark and pleased curling in his chest. He'd been waiting for me.

He stripped off the rest of their clothes quickly, carelessly, until there was nothing left between them. Taehyung settled himself between Jimin's open legs near the edge of the bed and leaned down, lips mapping slow, teasing kisses along Jimin's thighs. He nuzzled his nose into the soft skin there, dragging it just close enough to make Jimin squirm.

Jimin's whimpers turned helpless as Taehyung kissed and licked the insides of his legs, deliberately avoiding where Jimin needed him most, until he didn't.

Taehyung took him into his mouth. He'd never done this before, never sucked another man off. He'd fucked a boy once, fast and careless, barely even kissing him. This was different.

Still, he knew what a good blowjob was supposed to feel like. And judging by the way Jimin's hips jolted and his voice broke into soft, wrecked sounds, Taehyung was doing something right.

Fuck. It was hot.

Taehyung lifted one hand and pressed his thumb against Jimin's lips. Jimin opened immediately, obedient without being told, sucking his thumb into his mouth. The sight sent a sharp pulse of heat straight through Taehyung's own cock.

He pulled his thumb free, and Jimin reached for him, fingers threading into his hair and tightening, guiding him with needy insistence as Taehyung worked his mouth.

Taehyung let his thumb hover at Jimin's entrance, teasing, waiting then pressed in slowly, watching Jimin's face for any sign of discomfort.

There was none.

Jimin stayed open, mouth parted, breath falling apart into soft, needy moans. Encouraged, Taehyung pushed deeper until his thumb was fully inside him. Jimin's eyes fluttered, hips lifting instinctively, chasing the pressure.

Taehyung held him down with his free hand, grounding him, while his mouth kept moving and his thumb fucked him steadily, deliberately.

Oh, fuck. He wanted this. Wanted all of it.

Reluctantly, Taehyung pulled away and stepped off the bed, reaching into the bedside drawer for condoms and lube. When he turned back, Jimin had pushed himself up against the headboard, chest rising and falling fast, eyes bright and hungry as they followed Taehyung's every move.