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Warning: this chapter contains mild sexual content
** Please read the authors note at the end **
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Tae's head tilts back while his eyes roll into the back of his lids. The feeling of Jin's thick lips leaving sloppy wet kisses all along the lower part of his neck, sends his body on a roller coaster ride of sensations. A low heavy moan escapes Tae's mouth when he feels the older's tongue press down onto his skin and suck lightly at the sensitive flesh beneath it.
Seokjin had taken Taehyung by complete surprise when he pushed the younger inside his room. Tae's mind was in an even further state of shock when he found himself forcefully pinned against the wall as soon as the door closed. Don't get him wrong though, Tae's not complaining. In fact, he rather likes this different side to his hyung.
However, Taehyung realizes that Seokjin is literally wasted at this moment. Honestly, he isn't really sure how Jin's motor skills are even allowing him to function properly, let alone exert movements that require such strength and effort. And, no matter how much he wants to allow the older to continue what he's doing, Tae's conscious is telling him to put a stop to this before things become too out of control.
Even if the older's actions do include trying to undress him.
Wait... What!?
"H-hyung, I think y-your drunk..." Tae's shaky voice says as his hands come up, to show a weak form of protest, while Seokjin's fingers pull at the waistline of his tucked in Gucci shirt. Taehyung does an absolutely horrible job of trying to push the older away. He doesn't really want to. A certain part of him wants this to happen so bad.
Jin's lips leave the younger's neck for only a brief moment to find Tae's ear. "Shhhhh...Don't think" the older whispers right before mouthing at the outside edge of Taehyung's helix. Jin then allows his tongue to venture out and find the younger's soft earlobe. Seokjin takes the delicate piece of flesh in between his teeth while he nibbles and sucks on it lightly. The action causing Tae's hands to grip tighter at the front of the older's sweater.
Jin's hands continue to pull up at the bottom of Taehyung's shirt, slowly releasing it from the hold of his dress pants. Once the fabric is finally freed, the older's hands greedily find their way underneath it to caress at every inch of Tae's smooth abdomen.
Taehyung's head shoots back against the wall when Seokjin's thick pillow-like lips return to their earlier work on the side of his neck. Tae's hands rise up from their spot between them to come up and grip at his hyung's neck and shoulders.
Jin sensually suckles on the skin beneath his lips as he rolls his pelvis forward, pressing his already hardened member against the younger's own. The friction causing Taehyung to let out another heavy moan while his hands drop and reach around to grasp firmly at the older's backside, effectively pulling his hyung's hips even closer, leaving absolutely no space in between.
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