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       The two best friends connected their lips together, and synchronized a kiss easily, relieved to finally taste eachother. Jimin, who felt exposed, held Taehyung's face tenderly and covered his parts with the other free hand, deepening the passionate kiss with grace.

      "Move your hand, it's not like I haven't seen you before. You're perfect, Jimin-ah." Taehyung soothed to the nervous male in front of him that now tensed up.

     "What the hell do you mean you've seen me like this before?!" Rebuked Jimin, but Tae kisses him once again.
       The eldest agreed on moving his hand, and was caught off-guard as Taehyung hoisted him up with ease, and set him on the table, holding his waist.
       "There's nothing to be ashamed of when you're with me, 'kay?" The tallest complies, rubbing Jimin's lips with his thumb.

      The youngest's deep voice sent patches of warmth down Jimin's groin, where something... hardened. The eldest nods slowly, gulping as Tae glanced down and laughed gently,
"Guess we're even now."

      Jimin snapped, and finally took hold of Taehyung's belt, undoing it in a matter of seconds, his breath hitches and shook as he glanced at the large tent in Taehyung's boxers that ached to be free.
     The smallest tipped his head back once Taehyung set his warm lips over his neck, and made marks in the right places, as he did this, he multitasked and played around with Jimin's problem down there.

     "Look at me." Taehyung demands, still moving his hand as he pulled his mouth away from Jimin's soft skin.
    Jimin's darker eyes darted up to Taehyung, his breath grew a bit heavier from the pleasure he received as Tae stroked him a bit quickly.

      The tallest gazed at his best friend in awe, his eyes shining as he ogled at his beauty, Jimin was a piece of art, and he couldn't deny it. Tae glanced down at his hand that was now lubricated with Jimin's precum, and moved his hand quicker, smirking slyly.

      The eldest panted gently, trying to relax in Taehyung's grasp, but he couldn't keep himself together in one piece.
      "You like it?" Taehyung murmured, watching as Jimin freed his first moan as a response.

      Taehyung forced himself to stop, and abruptly walked away, bewildering Jimin that sat on the marble table covered with the fancy red cloth. He hopped off the table, his knees going weak once he heard Taehyung speak,
"Get back on the table, sweetheart." He said from afar.

      Jimin sat back on the table, sitting up properly as he watched Taehyung set the condom and the lube down on the table. His breath was taken away once Taehyung had lowered his pants and boxers.
      "What?? Did you see a ghost?" Taehyung asked Jimin that looked completely appalled.

       "No... I.." Jimin began, glancing back up at Tae that focused on putting the lube and condom on.
"Hm? What'd I tell you about stuttering."

     "Taehyung, did we do this before?" The smallest asked in embarrassment.
      "We did, that day you were crying. Why? Are you okay with this?" Taehyung assured, holding Jimin's waist gently.

     The tallest smiled as his best friend nodded quickly, and began kissing around Tae's collarbone as a distraction.
      "I'm glad you're here with me, Jimin..." Taehyung murmurs.

"Because of the sex, Tae...?" Jimin asks.
       "No! How could you say such a thing? I hate expressing love, and affection, but when it comes to you, I can't handle it. You just... Cleanse my soul. You're an angel." Taehyung confessed, glancing at Jimin that hugged him tightly.

    "And I may have fallen for you the first time I saw you, you never know..." Jimin whispers, peppering kisses around Tae's shoulder.

      Taehyung smiled brightly, satisfying his best friend. He laid Jimin down against the low table, and rose his pretty legs up.
"You ready?"

"Mhm."
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