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Chapter 6 | Smut

Chapter 6
|Smut|

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"...and this one guy, who's also there! He's such an amazing dancer. I swear I wanna be like him." Jimin babbled, jumping on the balls of his feet.

"Should I get you a ticket?" Taehyung offered as they entered their shared apartment.

"No, I'll probably get one from the girl in my dance class. Her aunt is staff there apparently, so she will get them for free."

A warm smile spread over Taehyung's face. "Usually people don't give others something like that just because. You think she might be interested?"

Jimin scrunched up his nose. "Nah, don't think so."

"And what if?"

"Doesn't make much of a difference. I'm not." Jimin slipped out of his shoes, grabbing warm slippers before moving towards the kitchen to get something to drink. Taehyung followed him.

"Why not?"

"Because I'm already married to you, dummy." Jimin joked, leaning into Taehyung's direction and making kissy faces. Taehyung contorted his face in disgust.

"I wish. If we were I could finally get a divorce."

Things had been pretty unchanging the last couple of months. Ever since Taehyung had told Jin about his secret everything seemed to have stayed as it was, but in a good place.

He and Jimin got along well. So did he and most people at his college. Yeah sure he didn't date anymore, but after Mina he'd had one more girlfriend. This time he hadn't told her about what he was. They just dated for a couple of months. Taehyung lost his virginity, at least the one with his dick.

His tentacles had tried getting out but with not even remotely enough effort to actually manage to when Taehyung suppressed it. So they had sex a couple of times. Other things didn't work out. They broke up. Taehyung couldn't have cared less, since unlike his relationship with Mina he'd expected this one to fail from the beginning.

After all a relationship's fundaments are supposed to be trust. He never trusted that woman. Liked her alright. Yeah. Thought she was pretty enough to put his dick inside of her? Yeah, that too. But that was about as deep as his feelings for her were.

His attempts on dating after that were non existing. When he felt horny, he'd have a one-night stand or something. Relationships just weren't realistic. Dating with no intention of actually staying together was just draining his energy.

Which also of course came with some cons. One and the most annoying one being that he was growing hornier lately. It was hard to describe. He'd read about his species' sex drive and he learnt that it could vary quite a lot. Even for one person.

To make it short, there just happen to be periods where his sex drive would spike. There wasn't really anything that could stop it. Sex brought short term relieve but he'd feel horny just an hour later again. 24/7 half hard.

Aside from the fact that it was fucking annoying it shouldn't have been too much of a problem, theoretically. Or at least these small spikes weren't much of a problem when he was sixteen and still at home in his own room.

But now there were his wet dreams that came with it. They were always about Jimin. There were so many different tones to them. Sometimes they were about rough sex, the boy with the bitten pink lips screaming his name. Sometimes they were about him cradling Jimin in his arms, holding him close and telling about all the small things he loved about him.

If he was being honest he didn't feel bad for those dreams. He'd had an unrequited crush on Jimin for the last fifteen years. At least in his dreams Jimin could be his.

The actual problem was that he and Jimin shared one room and Taehyung would sometimes wake up to his tentacles slipping out, searching his bed for anything to latch onto and cuddle with or do something more. Taehyung wasn't scared he'd rape Jimin. He had his tentacles under pretty damn good control, but he knew that if they could they'd at least touch. And what if Jimin saw him like that?

Or just heard Taehyung moan his name? Taehyung had no idea how he would react.

The worst part was that he knew that maybe he'd have a chance with Jimin. He knew that Jimin thought of him as attractive. He knew Jimin liked him more than anyone else. But there was no way he'd get into a relationship with Jimin without telling him about his secret and no thanks he didn't need Jimin to hate him.

So when he woke up that exact night from a dream where Jimin had pushed him against the wall, kissing all the air out of his lungs, he was covered in sweat with one of his tentacles loosely wrapped around his hard on and he felt desperate. Groaning he sat up and pushed his hair back.

He could hear Jimin breath softly on the other side of the room.

Carefully not to wake him up, he used his hands to untangle the thin purple tentacle from his dick. A bit reluctantly the thing pulled back and went back to sleep. Taehyung on the other hand got up to take a quick shower and wash off the slimy trail it had left behind.

His thoughts went back to Jimin's flushed cheeks as he kissed him. He gripped his dick more tightly, very slowly starting to stroke it. He had to get this horniness out of his system even if it was just so he could properly fall asleep.

His mind wandered to how his dream might have continued. Maybe with Jimin sucking him off, his red lips wrapping around Taehyung's dick, sucking eagerly.

His pace picked up. He could almost feel it. The way Jimin would lick a stripe up from the base of his cock to his tip, before circling the most sensitive area with his tongue.

He could feel his tentacles slowly coming out again. One very eager one rubbing against his waist, asking for some attention for itself.

A warm smile on his lips, Taehyung formed a small hole on his free hand, using his fingers. The tentacle moved closer before contently sinking into it and rutting against it. A moan left Taehyung at the sensation around his tentacle. No matter how sensitive his dick felt, there was nothing that could compare to how touching his tentacles felt when he was horny. The others that didn't have any occupation just wrapped around his waist, arms and legs, rubbing over his skin.

Taehyung focused on his dick again, which felt even better now. He threw his head back against the wall, moaning as he sped his hand movement up while the other held still for the tentacle to fuck into. Not long after he came, breathing ragged as his cum painted the shower wall white.

His tentacle slithered out of his hand slowly, just wrapping around his thumb for a second like it was hugging him, before pulling back entirely and disappearing in his back with the others.

Taehyung sighed, showering the last reminders of what had just transpired off his body.

A/N

No real smut sorry you guys but there will be😂