𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 [DISCONTINUED]

chapter eighty two

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It's been a few weeks now.

Jeongguk and Yoongi have drifted since they had some type of wedding plan. They wanted their wedding to be a secret, getting married without anyone there. Gladly, they both agreed to do it on their own. They both told Namjoon and Taehyung about it, not telling them that they're invited or anything like that. They weren't mad. They were happy for them.

Namjoon could bend his back normally now, having metal in his back with stitches between the old scar wings. Taehyung was completely comfortable now, finally relaxing in the big home and getting used to his own boyfriend leaving for work and meetings. He's a chairman, who could forget?

At the time, both of them were in the bedroom, having their fifth intercourse since Namjoon's back healed. Sweat building up for the both of them, Namjoon grinding into the younger while Taehyung is blindfolded, having his hands being held above his head.

Moans kept escaping the boy's lips, brows curled from the pleasure going through his veins while being hammered by a bigger male. Namjoon had his head buried in the crook of the younger's neck, roughly biting his skin and purposely making him bleed.

Taehyung would of been digging his nails into the male's back but he couldn't, having his hands above him. Namjoon lifted his face up to look at the boy, pressing his lips down on his. Their breaths mixing together, both breathing heavily from the tension.

The best part is, they both liked being silent. They would breathe heavily, moan loudly as they could, anything like that. Just no words leaving their mouths, not even warning if they're about to release. They'll just let it happen and they would notice whenever.

Namjoon kept slamming into the younger's prostate, making the boy continue to moan loud. Thankfully, the guards can't hear them. Namjoon's bedroom is pretty far from the main entrance, which is a big house to Taehyung. Castle wise. Taehyung felt like a prince and Namjoon felt like a king. It was wonderful. And beautiful.

The older let go of the boy's wrists, letting him lift his arms over to the male's shoulders. His hands slowly went to Namjoon's hair, getting a fist full of black soft locks, making the older groan in pleasure from it.

Taehyung's hair grew pretty fast. He finally got his bangs back, bringing the same hairstyle from back in high school. Namjoon decided to dye his hair black for the boy. He couldn't see his brown locks in the past, but now he could naturally see the black locks. It was sweet of him to do that for his colorblindness.

Namjoon slammed into the boy once more, finally releasing into him. Taehyung already released, letting the older finish up on his own. Namjoon's moans escaped his lips onto the boy's ear, lowering his head to the boy's shoulder.

Taehyung gulped, breathing heavily. He moved his hand to the older's face, feeling sweat. He couldn't help to giggle. "You're sweating."

Namjoon chuckled, lifting his hand up to pull the ribbon off to uncover his eyes. Taehyung fluttered his eyes a bunch of times, his vision was a little blurry but it all cleared up, seeing the older staring back at him.

"Jesus, you are actually really sweating." Taehyung try to wipe the male's sweat off.

Namjoon just rolled his eyes, kissing the boy's cheek. "Tops sweat hard because they're ramming into their lover." He thrusted hard on purpose.

Taehyung yelped, brows knitting and hitting the older's shoulder. "Asshole."

Namjoon chuckles, slowly pulling out and laying down beside him. He slicked his hair back, leaning over to grab his phone and quickly check his emails. People were having issues lately and Namjoon's positive energy distracted them easily. It was funny to him.

"This was better than last session." Taehyung mumbled, grabbing the blanket to cover the half of himself.

"You mean the one we did this morning?" Namjoon commented, typing on his phone.

"That was a make out session—we had sex two days ago, dummy. My knees still hurt from last time and I have dents on the palm on my hands." The boy complained, looking at his own hands.

"Yah, shut it. You liked it."

Taehyung giggled. "I did, didn't I?"

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( the updates will be late for a bit.
i don't know when i will finish this book. )