Jin. Slumped in deep dejection, his unpleasant experiences scarred him for life. He thought he wasn't capable of falling in love, but he was wrong. He fell in love with Taehyung. A man twice his age, married and husband of the man he wanted to seek...
Only those who care about you can hear you when you're quiet
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I held on to my breath as I think about what had happened. My world slowly crashing right in front of me. I had endured a lot. A lot I thought the pain would just go away like before. I thought love was enough. It wasn't. Love can cause a lot of pain, worry, fear, anger, hatred. It can.
Some people will show us how to be loved the way we wanted to be loved. The care we are looking for from someone. The spark that we are all dreaming about. But sometimes, that someone is the wrong one. The irony.
He's a sinner. I am a sinner. We are sinners. We all are.
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SEOKJIN
I love it when he's buried deep inside me. It felt amazingly good. At his age, he can keep up with boys my age. He's unbelievable I sometimes wonder if he's really in his 40's.
The smell of alcohol probably sticks on my skin. I have countless purple marks all over, he sucks and nips every inch of my skin. He's sure different when he's drunk but I will not complain, I love it wild. I love it rough. I love it when our skin slaps each other. It feels amazing. Undescribably good. So good my eyes rolled, my toes curled, my lips, my muscles are trembling.
My bed creaks. He keeps on pounding inside me. One of my legs is on his shoulder and his hand rests behind my thigh. I keep on moaning as he continues to thrust, hard, so hard I have to hold on to the headboard so as not to hit my head.
"Damn Jin! You're so fucking good!" He groans. His pace starts to keep up. His thrusts are fast and deep. He knows where to hit me. He knows as I moan in pleasure as I came the second time.
I can feel my whole body quiver. Probably, my hole too as he grunts before releasing spurts of cum inside me. It feels warm. It feels good. I am not worried. I don't know why I allowed this.
Taehyung collapsed on top of me, our lips touched once again. After getting down his high, he rolled down beside me, his eyes on the ceiling, his chest heaving, his breathing heavy.
His arms are the next thing I felt. He pulls me closer to him I lean my head against his chest. The smell of his perfume mixed with alcohol is so addicting. It calms me. It relaxes my nerves. But then, questions still run in my head.
How long will this last?
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"Good morning!" I greet him as he enters my kitchen. He sits on one of the chairs around the counter. He looks dizzy. "I made hangover soup. Eat before you leave."
