𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 | Vmin

14✦ 𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

Jimin's lips move against Taehyung's like a hurricane, the fire inside of him fueling the one blazing in Taehyung's soul and together they created a cataclysmic inferno. Their feet are entangled as they walk over to the center of the room where lay the bed, stumbling and nearly falling but the raven-haired's grip on Jimin anchors them both to the ground as they finally make their way over to the bed. Mouths still locked with each other and hands wrapped around one another's body

Taehyung dropped the silver-haired down on the center of the bed, his hands that were around his waist leaving momentarily as he immediately rose to remove his coat, and Jimin's long list of thoughts that always seemed present was gone now, like his mind was a word sheet of words and someone backspaced the entire thing and now all there was, was a blinking cursor of lust, waiting to mar these ivory white pages with the ink of lust. His doe eyes glimmer and Taehyung's serpent ones darken as he throws away his custom-made expensive coat somewhere in the room and shoves off his shoes, uncaring of how gauche he's being because his mind is fixated on something else entirely

and without wasting any more time he launches on the silver-haired again, knees on either side of his hips and hands pressing on his shoulders, pushing him down on the soft and plushy mattress that sinks against their weights. Jimin's insides were screaming, this was hell and it was raining lava in here but he couldn't seem to want to hide, he didn't want to stop or ask Taehyung to stop, every rational thought that could have ever made it through his mind has stopped now and he doesn't want it to return, not until morning does

Their lips move like it's a choreographed stage and they are performers, Jimin is letting out soft noises while Taehyung is silent, too silent. The rage inside of him materializes itself in the form of the way he kisses Jimin, rough and harshly, like his lips are some myth Taehyung created and he's desperately trying to prove himself right by convincing everyone it is true, subconsciously knowing it is nothing but a fable and it will run past his fingers before he knows it. They are both on the brink of insanity, breaths collapsing in on their lungs and bodies burning with the heat of yearning

Jimin raises his hands to slide them upward on Taehyung's chest before he wraps them around his neck and pulls his face deeper because he wants to explore that territory that he should not even be stepping in better. Taehyung tastes like red wine and smoke and Jimin wants to get drunk on this taste, never in his life did he ever imagine he would ever be doing this, or liking it, but the universe has its trick and as terribly bad as his mind wants him to think sensibly, he has lost all ability to and here he is, mewling in Taehyung's mouth and letting the latter swallow all of his sounds.

Taehyung tilts his head so he can rummage through Jimin's mouth better, slurp his nactarean venom, die this death of pleasure, and be rebirthed as a mere happy person. He never knew lips could taste this sweet, this intoxicating and he didn't want to breathe right now because to breathe would be to stop, and to stop would be to live and Taehyung wanted nothing better than this heavenly death Jimin was offering him. He wants to conceal himself in this faux shelter of Jimin's embrace, the one person who he definitely should not be touching but the escapism Jimin had unintentionally offered him was too much of an opportunity to let slide

no drug could do the job of making Taehyung stop thinking as well as Jimin's mouth is doing, and as his tongue slips inside and all around his mouth his head stops collecting thoughts and all that is left of his past inside of him is the rage and ache that burns eternally in its wake and it feels like something possessed his body as he no longer held the command of it but his desires that yearned for the silver haired and the taste of his sweet venom, their mouths continued to play a harmony of sensuality before Taehyung pulled away because he could sense Jimin was at a lack of breath and towered over the silver-haired, staring down at him like he was some monster and Jimin was the beauty.