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smut

taehyung surprised jimin when he leaned in, kissing him. at first jimin was unsure of what to do, but taehyung's soft lips were enough to confirm his feelings.

he wrapped his arms around the younger's torso, holding on for dear life, to keep them as close together as possible. taehyung deepened the kiss, slowly pushing jimin down onto the bed, and climbing on top of him.

taehyung's large hands explored jimin's small body. the feeling of the younger touching him forced a small moan out of his mouth. both of them had lost control, and there was nothing on their minds apart from what was occurring in the moment.

taehyung's lips moved down to jimin's neck, and his hands found themselves up his shirt, feeling the ridges of his toned stomach. suddenly, the spots taehyung would touch became hot from the contact, and a nervous, fluttering feeling grew in jimin's stomach.

"ah..." his breathing hitched when his best friend sucked on his collar bone, leaving a red, bruise-like mark. his skin had become so sensitive just from the two being intimate. every hair on his body, every small rush of air; he could feel it all with great intensity.

both emotions and desires were intensifying, and in what seemed like no time, taehyung had removed his shirt, revealing his bare torso. jimin examined in awe at the beauty he possessed.

his eyes moved to his stomach. it wasn't toned like jimin's, but it was still flat as a result of lucky genetics. his eyes moved back to taehyung's eyes that were getting closer to him, and they shared another kiss.

lust was catching up with the gentle atmosphere. the elder felt taehyung's tongue on his lip, signalling for him to open his mouth. he did so, and it was his first time kissing with tongues, so he was surprised at the feeling of the wet muscle's presence inside of his mouth. but it was new, and therefore exciting.

soon they pulled away, and jimin knew it was his turn to remove his shirt. his heart raced at the thought of taehyung seeing how chubby he looked, even if he did look the exact opposite.

gulping, he allowed taehyung to pull his shirt off for him. immediately, he looked away in embarrassment. taehyung, however, couldn't get enough. his lips parted at the sight of him. he looked as good as he felt, it was definite. he actually felt a tiny hint of jealousy, but that disappeared after a few seconds.

he noticed jimin's display of shame, and whispered in a soft and low voice "don't look away like that, jiminie" his breath rushed down jimin's neck as he spoke "you're perfect, you know?"

his words caused jimin's heart to pound. a soft shade of red appeared on his cheeks, and he slowly moved his gaze, eventually locking eyes with taehyung, and he could see the love in his eyes. nobody had ever looked at him like this before, and he loved the way it made him feel weak.

it wasn't weak in a bad way though. it was like the boy on top of him was his protection from what usually harmed him. jimin was able to become helpless for him, even for just ten minutes. he felt safe, and as if nothing was wrong. it felt good to lose control.

taehyung's hands wrapped around jimin's tiny waist, and their lips connected again, continuing with using their tongues. suddenly, jimin felt something hard digging into his thigh, and he knew what this meant. he saw it as a confirmation that taehyung really did want this.

in response, jimin felt a familiar feeling reach in between his legs. just feeling taehyung's erection on him drove him over the edge. his stomach burned with lust as taehyung's hands moved from his waist, to his hips.

they both allowed their soft moans to fade into the kiss, and without realising, taehyung's hips slowly started to roll against the boy underneath him, creating friction in their jeans. at this point, jimin's insecurities had gone, all he wanted was for this to last forever.