The TaeJin Exhibit

Ch 47 mature PT 1

This chapter is rated SM...

For Slightly Mature...

Shame on you, What were you guys thinking?

... That's for part 2 😏

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"Now, don't make me tell you again..."

Taehyung hears the older's demand, Seokjin's voice is low and holds a deep raspiness that sends chills down his spine. There is a hidden sensuality within his tone that makes Tae's body want to go weak at his knees. His nerves fight against himself, making his fingers fumble with the black buttons on his silk shirt. He inwardly curses at his inability to keep his usual composure while be tries desperately to comply with the older's command.

Taehyung has never bared full witness to this particular side of his hyung. He has only seen glimpses of it before... Such as on that one drunken night in their hotel room while on tour, or the day of their comback showcase when Jin practically marked Taehyung as his own personal territory in front of Namjoon.

To be quite frank, this side of the older is an enormous turn on. There is just something so incredibly sexy about the way that Seokjin is taking the lead and controlling the situation. Tae secretly shifts his eyes upwards to steal a glance at his hyung, only to be met with a very distinctive air of dominance in return. The way that Seokjin is looking at him right now makes his heart work overtime, rushing his blood to all parts of his body... Well, mainly just one.

The younger male closes his eyes, hoping that the darkness will help to ease the tension that he feels. However, Jin's scantily laid image is the only thing that he is able to invision as his lids lower. He is certain that his excitement is beyond noticeable as he adjusts his stance. His pants seem to be getting tighter and more uncomfortable with each passing second.

Tae furrows his brow and tries once again to focus his mind on the task that he was given, willing his fingers to listen to him as he unclasps each fitting. He quietly rejoices to himself when he finally reaches the last button on his white silky shirt. Just simply removing the garment has become such a labored undertaking.

"Pull it off slowly..."

The next command is now heard.

Taehyung's eyes are still closed as he slowly pulls the fabric open, afraid that if he looks directly at the older he won't be able to stop himself from carrying out the dirty thoughts that are spinning around like a whirlwind within his mind.

Seokjin watches while Tae slightly extends his chest forward and arches his back, exposing his beautifully tanned skin and exquisitely toned upper body. The older struggles to keep his composure, everything about this man in front of him is enchanting. Even the way that he undresses himself is like poetry in motion, an exquisitly written sonnet that embodies beauty and lust all in one bar.

Shit... Tae hasn't even gotten halfway naked yet and Jin finds that he is already losing at this little "game." He begins to think that his plan has started to backfire as he reaches to adjust his own tightly confined bulge in between his legs. He finds a small amount of comfort in the fact that Taehyung's eyes are shut tight, but somehow that just makes the atmosphere seem even more sensual than before.