Tainted Bloodlines

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Taehyung's eyes roll to the back of his lids and allows a slight moan to escape past his lips. His already heightened senses are being bombarded by the feeling of Jungkook nibbling at the base of his collarbone. He tilts his head backwards, pressing the base of his skull into the arm of their leather sofa.

This whole scenario feels like an erotic dream. Taehyung's thoughts are lost within a fog of new sensations and his body aches from over stimulation. Each soft impression sends his mind into a dark abys filled with what seems like utter chaos as it is left against his skin. It feels like a sinful orchestra is playing inside of his head, each chord being tainted with impure images of want and lust. The scandelous symphony leaves him completely void of his usual dominent demeanor.

Something subdued and restrictive has restrained his subconsciousness. Taehyung has never felt such a desperate desire towards Jungkook. It's overbearing and confusing. Leaving him with a foreign feeling of submissiveness towards his younger friend.

Taehyung bites on his lower lip as the younger of the two quickly climbs inbetween his legs. Without hesitation Tae proceeds to grab Jungkook's hips, pulling down on them while he grinds his own upward. The act coercing a low dominant growl to expell from the back of Jungkook's throat. The seductive sound vibrates against Taehyung's inner ear, only adding to the abundance of lecherous desires that he is already feeling.

Jungkook suddenly lifts himself upright, and uses his left hand to support his weight off of the older male. The young wolf peers down at his friend from beneath hooded lids while he hovers above Tae's form.

Taehyung watches the way that Jungkook's eyes travel down his body. The power that the younger exudes at this moment is on the verge of intimidating. Tae would be lying to himself if he were to say that the sight didn't turn him on even further. There is something so excitingly vulgar about the way that Jungkook is looking at him. He briefly contemplates what the younger male is envisioning behind those lustfilled darkened orbs.

However, Taehyung doesn't have to wonder about his young friend's intentions for very long.

Jungkook's right hand begins to hasitly unfasten the buttons that hold Tae's shirt together. The younger of the two rushes himself as he fidgets with the black fasteners, trying desperately to free them from their fabric obstruction. Jungkook's darkened irises begin to glow with a vibrant red hue as he lets out a frustrated groan...

It appears that Tae's shirt isn't coming off as quickly as he would like.

"Fuck it..." the younger wolf whispers to himself. He then gritts his teeth as he abandons his original plan and proceeds to tear the soft material from Taehyung's body. Jungkook eagerly spreads open the silky fabric, exposing Tae's exquisitely chiseled torso to the cool air inside of their living room.

Taehyung watches Jungkook's eyes while they intricately roam all over his newly exposed upper body. He can see the animalistic hunger that lays just beyond those large irises, leaving little room for imagination as to what the younger desires to do next.

There is an immense desperation and longing exuding from Taehyung's young friend. It's almost as if his behavior is being driven by some unforseen force. Jungkook's actions are unpredictable and extremely out of character for his usual self.

But then again... so are his own.

Taehyung lets out a small moan when he feels Jungkook's large hand start to roam around his upper body. His abdominal muscles clench involuntarily due to the other's cold fingers coming in contact with the intense heat of his own skin. The sensation distracts him, pulling him out of his wandering thoughts and awakening him from his semi conscious state.