In the future universe, BTS was finally recognized worldwide as international superstars. They are now legends.
But while more obstacles were still needed to fight off, the government still unsupportive of their community, the company still keeping...
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In the stillness of the dark movie room, the cool air was suddenly filled with burning exchanges of whispers of love, kissing sounds, soft laughter, followed by loving moans and gasping of breaths, a wild music of pleasure going on and on in an endless loop that came from beneath the velvet sectioned seats of the front row. White shirts, socks, brown Timberland boots, black Converse sneakers and a silver Omega watch lay scattered on the smooth, black carpet. Sprawled across the middle of the floor lay Jimin only in his jeans, his handsome fair skin glowed gloriously white against the black carpet. Both of his arms were pinioned over his head, his fingers tightly intertwined with JK's own hands. He looked nothing like a victim writhing in pain or agony under the bloodsucking, masculine predator who enjoyed his meal above him. Instead, he was writhing beneath JK like a happy cobra dancing slowly in its master's loving trance, moaning in excitement, pleading as JK's lips and tongue eagerly searched every inch of his upper body.
"Your parents did a great job. You're so wonderful I go crazy," JK growled teasingly on his small ear, biting it and planting a quick soft kiss on the side of his neck just below it. Jimin laughed happily with him, throwing back his head oh ever so slightly on the black carpet, exposing his blooming face and the pure white pillar of his neck. JK wanted to explore him some more, so he pulled Jimin closer to him and covered that smooth creamy throat and that wonderful small body with his warm kisses.
The couple felt so free and seemed entirely alone in the world, like Adam and Eve. Their silver earrings sparkled like stars and their bodies gleamed fair and white as ivory under the canopy of artificial night sky of the high ceiling. JK's lips explored everywhere on his little dancer. Jimin felt all the pressures, worries, everything, seemed to have gone away in this relaxing and warm embrace of his strong arms. His man moved back up again and locked his lips with his in a deep, passionate kiss. He gasped in his lips, but JK paid him no mind. For a moment that seemed like months, Jimin lingered within JK's steaming and loving shackles. They both loathed to stop, sinking themselves in this heated passion that mingled about within them. Jimin welcomed his silken tongue that lovingly demanded sweet entrance again. The play was breathtakingly good, so good he felt as if his small body would give way. JK must have read that, as he held Jimin tightly in his strong arms. He wanted him to get swooned more like this. It's still early. He still got all the time in the world.
