𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐬 || 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐧✔️

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Author's POV

Taehyung blinked, his mind momentarily blank as he locked eyes with Seokjin. The intensity of the gaze made his pulse quicken. He could feel his palms grow damp with sweat, his body betraying the confusion swirling inside him. He didn't quite understand the rush of sensations flooding his senses, but he knew one thing for sure—it was undeniable lust.

"Y-you want me to fix w-what?" Taehyung stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jin's eyes darkened with something dangerous and sultry, a devilish smirk curving his lips as he watched the younger man crumble beneath his stare. The way Jin's eyes trailed over him, possessive yet teasing, sent a shiver down Taehyung's spine.

"Tae..." Jin purred, his voice low and thick with desire, he took a hold of Taehyung's soft hand. Guiding it with deliberate slowness, Jin led Taehyung's fingers down until they brushed against the hard bulge straining against his pants. Taehyung's breath caught in his throat, his heart hammering wildly in his chest. He could feel the heat radiating through the fabric.

It was the first time he had touched something so intimate that wasn't his own.

The electric jolt that shot through him made every nerve in his body stand on edge, and suddenly, it felt like a dam had broken inside him. A wildness stirred deep within, clawing its way to the surface. His restraint was slipping, fast. The hunger, the primal desire to dominate and ravish, was beginning to take over, awakening something raw and untamed inside him.

For the very first time, Taehyung felt his inner beast begin to stir, the one that had long been caged beneath layers of self-control. And now, it was ready to break free.

His grip on Jin tightened instinctively, fingers flexing as he realized the power he held at that moment. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do—he had never been in this situation before. But none of that mattered now. All that mattered was how badly he wanted to please the man in front of him.

Jin's gaze flickered with amusement and anticipation, watching the change in Taehyung, sensing the shift. Taehyung could feel it too—the shift in his own energy, the dominance rising to the surface, something wicked taking root inside him.

Without a word, Taehyung's own lips curved into a slow, wicked smirk. His lust-filled eyes met Jin's, full of heat and intent. There was no more hesitation, no more innocence. Just pure, unadulterated desire.

Taehyung leaned in closer, his breath ghosting against Jin's lips as he whispered. 

"You want this? I'm not experienced, but I know I'm ready," Taehyung whispered into Jin's ear, his breath hot against the elder's skin, igniting an eager spark inside him. The soft, seductive tone made Jin's pulse quicken with excitement.

"Show me how ready you are."

Taehyung closed the gap between them, pressing his lips firmly to Jin's in a passionate, almost desperate kiss. It was their first, but the hunger behind it made it feel like they had been waiting a lifetime. Taehyung's hand never left the bulging cock beneath Jin's pants; instead, he gripped it harder, feeling the heat of Jin's cock through the fabric, making Jin groan into their heated kiss.

Each movement between them grew more intense, their breaths growing heavy and ragged.

"Haaa... Tae..." 

Taehyung's free hand moved up to unbutton Jin's pajama shirt. Jin was quick to help, both of them eager, the need between them becoming unbearable. He had waited so long for this moment, so long he'd lost count of the days he'd spent wanting, needing this.