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" Hot breathes fanning over each other's lips, desire to devour each other's mouth, urge to hold each other's body, craving to paint each other's neck, yearning to feed each other's hunger, longing to mix each other's soul.....
Two bodys tangling with one another hands on each other, finding new things each passing second
More passionate More intimate More needs More love More sex
No no not sex Something that sex can't give.
This is surreal This is a dream This is heaven with hell This is how devil is. This is confusing yet convincing
One is silent One is loud One is beautiful inside out One is hidden inside One hates to be in fight One loves to fight One refuses to accept One refuses to leave
But there is one thing similar That is....
...one is with a heavy thirst to fill the other with his seeds....only his. His heirs. His love. His baby.
While the other is hankering to be filled by the other until his rim is full to hold the other....and contented, content of having the others part in him.
But it doesn't feel lustful more like it was making love ----"
Jungkook woke up from his heavy yet dark wet dream rubbing his legs together creating a friction for his friend down there, dreaming the steamy night with the one and only Kim Taehyung.
"Damn did I really dreamt of getting fucked by that monster. I have gone INSANE ", he screamed getting up from his bed and soon a painful hiss left his mouth and he held his back slightly massaging it, still feeling the stinging pain. He threw the blanket that covered him. Half naked sweat dripping, six pack body, glowing chests sharp jawline and glistening neck, slender fingers moving the sweat damped hair backwards , standing with loose trousers hanging for its life showing his perfect v-line , and just as you know ok down there he is with an extremely painful hard boner just because of the dream he had because of Kim Taehyung. Jungkook kicked his bed in anger and desperation ( but for what?)when he looked at his boner. He heard a knock when he decide to go to get ready for his day and also solving his small!.... No no a big problem down there. "Who is it?", He asked irritatingly. "Young Master, Master called you for breakfast", a maid informed him. "I'll be there in short", he replied and dismissed her while making his way to his expensive bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror. Yesterday's late night shower washed his concealer away. Now that he looked at the mirror showing his own reflections, still he looked the same,
