A few weeks later
Silence reigned in Bangtan. The end of the conflicts, the extermination of the Noir and all the associates took a few more days, but basically everything was over. Now the members just needed to rest. After all, peace had finally come.
And Namjoon made sure that this time was forever. He hunted, annihilated and destroyed any vestige of rebellion that still existed, ignoring all the precepts of a democracy, focusing only on the final result.
An agreement with the current government ensured stability, and even unofficially, he ruled the country now. Having such power could have intimidated him years ago when he was not ready yet, when he still feared being great. Today, however, the only thing that brought her peace was the certainty of control over everything and everyone.
He had control of the groups, had control of the government, control of the country, control of Bangtan, and especially, he had control over Jin and Jungkook.
It was thinking of this that Namjoon finally cum as a grinning, boned Jungkook moaned loudly for his own orgasm, throwing his head up as his eyes fluttered.
The boy had his strong thighs around the leader's waist, he loved Jungkook's thighs, loved how they held so tightly around him, and how he needed only one hand and the wall to fuck him without problem.
They both gasped as Namjoon regained his breath by licking the purple bruise that was on the younger's neck as he pushed lazily inside of him, making him groan for his sensitivity.
- Will my baby take it one more time? - He asked with his lips on his neck, and that question made the boy laugh with satisfaction. He had already enjoyed it twice, and RM was still hard and steady inside him.
- I need to know what you eat to stay like this - wailed the boy, feeling his legs weaken slightly, but before he slipped, Namjoon grabbed him by the two thighs harder and pressing against the wall pushing hard inside him, making Jungkook see stars - N ... Namjoon ... this ...
- I'll understand that as an 'yes' - the leader said, pushing his cock back into the young man's sensitive entrance until Jungkook lost his ability to speak.
The war was over, and prizes were given only to the victors
Glass Angels – part 01
Bringing Seokjin back to Bangtan was hell. The boy was extremely injured, the drug that Seventeen gave was still very active, leaving all the centimeters of his body sensitive, which made it very difficult to treat him.
Blindness, with extreme sensitivity, turned Seokjin into a watch-bomb about to explode. Far from any threat inside the shaft of his house, feeling safe, Seokjin finally found himself free to collapse.
And how he had to put out. After Namjoon picked him up in his arms, Jin wept for hours, which at first was relieved to see that the boy was relieved by freedom, turned into despair after the first hour.
Jin was hysterical, crying non-stop and often choking with tears, making it even more difficult to breathe. He still had the broken rib. Namjoon and Jungkook tried to soothe him, but the boy did not seem to have any consolation, and Bangtan's entire mansion found himself in despair trying to find a solution for the angel to stop crying.
All the doctors, all the chemists came in and only then after much research, did they finally discover the reason for the crying.
Seokjin was crying because of earache.
The drug did not just leave their bodies sensitive, but all their senses, then having that absurd amount of people talking at the same time, screaming, shots, explosions were destroying their fragile ears.
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