𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧'𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 | 𝐕𝐦𝐢𝐧

11- 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭

Euphoria, utter and complete euphoria. in the sense that Jimin had never felt before, and he doesn't know if he'll ever feel it again now that he pants and stares at the exquisitely intricate ceiling of Taehyung's bed chamber. The spirit had attended him, cleaned him, put him in the ebony robe Taehyung was wearing previously, helped him drink water and now he lay beside him, holding him close to his chest while Jimin had his face pressed to his bare and cold body with his eyes on the ceiling. This is the only time Jimin had ever felt such a feeling and he's certain nothing in the world can make him feel that way ever again

every inch of him is tainted by Taehyung's love and he finds it so endearing, loves that his body is covered in what they have done. He looked up at the black-haired man and smiled at him, Taehyung had been kind but ravishing, it was very obvious throughout the entire thing that he was doing his best to hold himself back and all Jimin could think about now was when they'll do this again and when Taehyung won't hold himself back any longer

It wasn't the first time he had done this but the blond was still a little inexperienced, when Taehyung had asked him if this was his first time he had shyly declined and watched how Taehyung's face twisted into sheer wrath and how he attached their lips so frantically Jimin was afraid he'd nearly bite them off of his face-

It's steaming, no---blazing, the way Taehyung is kissing Jimin,  the way their bodies are bare and Taehyung is hovering over the blond. He is holding Jimin's face with one hand while the other is placed next to his head, kissing him as though he was trying to suck all of the oxygen out of him and Jimin even feels his heart stop beating for a millisecond, feels life nearly slip away from him as he gasps and Taehyung pull away, staring back at him as though he knew what he has done and he looks regretful of it

even then, with the knowledge that Taehyung is incredibly capable of taking his life with just a passionate kiss, Jimin doesn't feel scared. He only stares back at the man who presses a kiss on his jaw, his teeth clenched as he whispers in Jimin's ears "You're mine" It's low and dangerous and Jimin feels all the life that has been robbed from him return to his body just to flee again, he shivers, physically does so under Taehyung's grip when he feels the way Taehyung's teeth are pressing against his jaw and biting on it

there is no tongue that comes after the burning sensation of the bite, lips to ease away the pain and Jimin nearly sobs but he doesn't because it feels all too good. he lets out a moan and finds himself pressed deeper against the mattress when Taehyung sits straight on his knees, grabbing his leg gently and straightening it, bringing it over to his shoulder and placing it there when he leaves tender kisses behind on his foot and sole, shin and calf, up to his knee to his mid-thigh to above and beyond till he rests against his chest, placing a deep kiss and moving further and further until he is face to face with the blond who watches him put on his show with anticipation, waiting when these tender kisses will turn into ravenous bites and nibbles that burn and itch

"All of you...It's mine"

He whispers against his lips and Jimin has no reason to fight back, he doesn't wish to. So he whimpers in response, eyebrows furrowed together when Taehyung moves away from his face again after placing a cavernous kiss on his mouth to his thighs "I do not like sharing, Jimin. You're mine and only mine" and Jimin can only moan when he feels the spirit's mouth attached to his inner thigh, so close to his throbbing length yet so far.

"Yes! Yes, I am only yours" and there is no shame when he admits it, no hesitancy, no regrets, and it brings the sheerest of smirks out from Taehyung and it hangs dangerously on the corner of his mouth, with his eyes looking up at the blond from in between his legs.

Jimin sighs at the flashback, smiling softly as he shifts closer to Taehyung who has only been watching him all this time and the spirit smiles as well "What is making you smile?" he questions softly and Jimin,  who was unaware of the eyes watching him, looks up in surprise "I uh...nothing" It's a shy whisper and it's like Taehyung can read his mind or the blush on his cheeks that is so dark that it's evident even in the candlelight, like Taehyung's spit and his own sweat had been earlier on his pale body, glowing and glimmering in the incandescent fire