Thread by @MiniMomoMin

Everything good in life seems to lead back to you🔞

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🌑 Top!Tae and bottom!Yoongi
🌑 Just soft boyfriends Taegi making love in the early morning.

Walking through the quiet garden, the only noises Taehyung could hear was the birds chirping happily outside from time to time, the rising sun shining through the early morning fog.

Humming, and moving along, Taehyung let the wet grass touch his bare feet, dancing along to the silent melody.

Taking a sharp turn, laugh erupted from his throat, water drops falling from above, the branch he just touched moving, water sprinkling to his hair as the droplets slithered down on the green leaves.

Reaching for a flower on the ground, he took it with ease, apologising to both the earth and the flower for taking it, and as he started walking back to the cottage, he told the flower why he was taken just like the others in his basket.

How it will look beautiful in his lover’s hair, what a noble thing it was for the little flower, acting as a jewel for the pale man. Taehyung told it about the soft thighs and pretty hands, the veins visible on it.

He told it about the soft hair where it will find a new home along the other flowers he collected so far. He told about the warmth between those sinful thighs and confessed his love for them.

“His name is Yoongi.” He whispered the name like a secret, only for him and nature to know.

Petting the sleeping cat on their garden bench as he passed it, Taehyung opened the door quietly and closed it behind himself, walking to their bedroom, leaving wet footprints on the dark wooden floor, tho old house groaning under him.

He felt his heart fill with warmth the moment he set his gaze on the man inside. Books about occult and paganism scattered around him on the floor open, their tarot decks on the desk by the window , three card pulled: The Lovers, The Moon and The Fool.

Taehyung let out a soft breath and stepped inside, careful, runes and sigils painted on the walls by the both of them, promising peace and love, awarding off the evil.

Keeping his eyes on the man Taehyung sneaked closer, the scent of incense invading his nostrils and he let out a pleased sigh at the smell.

Glancing down Taehyung saw the grounding circle drawn with white chalk around Yoongi and so, he sat down on the floor next to him, outside of the circle of course, not wanting to bother him when he was working.

The man was mesmerizing, and Taehyung felt like his breath was stolen each time he set eyes on his lover. Lips moving with silent prayers to their Goddesses and Gods he was ethereal.

Locks from his hair braided and twinkling with glitter as the morning sun shined through their window he almost looked like fairy.

The thought brought a smile to Taehyung’s lips, their fairy garden in a safe distance from their house, they did not need their mischief in their home, afterall. And so, Taehyung waited patiently by his side.

By the time Yoongi was done, the sun was halfway up the sky, light breeze coming in the open window and as soon as he blew out the candle, and smudged the circle on the ground, he found himself with an armful of Taehyung, the other man pulling him to his chest -

peppering kisses and praises on his lips.

Chest warming at the sight of his lover’s red cheeks Taehyung continued with the kisses.

“You did such a good job, love.” He whispered against his lips and Yoongi whimpered under the attention, his feelings overwhelming him.

“Tae-” he gasped at the feeling of hands slipping under his lace dress, teasing with his fingertips.

“What were you working on darling?” Taehyung asked, chuckling when Yoongi blushes even more, averting his gaze.

“Love spell, hmm? I am already in love with you, don’t you know?” He cherished Yoongi’s weak protest and took the slaps on his chest with pride for he was able to fluster the witch.

“Stop teasing me.” Yoongi whined hand stopping just above Taehyung’s heart -

and they stayed like that, sitting on their bedroom floor in silence, taking in the sight of the other.

“I brought you flowers.” Taehyung whispered and reached a hand up, tangling his fingers into Yoongi’s locks pulling gently on the soft hair, -

a lovely moan slipping out his lover’s lips as a shiver ran down his spine.

Giving a soft smile to his lover, Yoongi untangled their bodies, standing up and he reached down for the basket full with fresh flower, taking one one out, tucking it behind Taehyung’s ear.

“Come here.” His voice is quiet as he sat down at the edge of their bed, Taehyung crawling between his thighs, leaving butterfly kisses on the soft skin waiting for Yoongi to start braiding his hair.

“What were today’s choices?” Yoongi hums, looking through the flowers, Taehyung resting his head on the man’s leg and looking up at him like a lovesick puppy. The basket was colorful and Yoongi could feel the energy in the flowers, asking him to pick eahc one of them.

Humming to himself, he took out a red salvia and started braiding it into Taehyung’s bangs, smiling down softly at his lover. Next came lavender, yarrow and purple lilacs.

He worked quietly and quickly and soon, Taehyung looked even more otherworldly with flowers in his hair.

“Thank you, my love.” He said quietly and took Yoongi’s hand, kissing his palm, travelling his lips up on his arm, following the way his veins run. He bit down softly on his shoulder, leaving light marks on his way and soon Yoongi was whining under him, pulling on Taehyung.

“Tae- ah stop it~ You promised you will do my hair too.” Yoongi whined and oh, Taehyung was a weak, weak man. He couldn’t say no to Yoongi afterall.

He chuckled into his skin leaving a last lingering kiss there, before climbed on their bed, kneeling behind Yoongi.

“What flowers would you like?” He asked brushing out the other’s hair.

“Surprise me.” That, he will.

He might not be that good as Yoongi was, but he started braiding a few locks, carefully choosing the flowers. He choose more than Yoongi did in the end, but that was alright.

He knew Yoongi will understand the meaning behind them, and it thrilled him. First came red salvatia, then myrtle, daisies, magenta lilacs and Lily-of-the Valley. He choose to braid in white jasmine and heliotrope and lastly, honeysuckles.

When his lover looked up, he stole Taehyung's breath, and heart all over again. Yoongi was already sweet the way he was, but the flowers just made him even more beautiful.

“You’re so lovely.” he whispered cradling Yoongi’s face in his palms and pulled him into a kiss again.

Kissing Yoongi always felt like tasting nectar and Taehyung was drunk on it. His lover just had this taste to him, now mixing with the pomegranate what he ate before and Taehyung couldn’t get enough of it, as he licking into the other’s lips, -

biting and tugging on the witch’s lips bruising it.

Hands running wild on each other’s body, Taehyung was quick to flip them over, pushing Yoongi down into the mattress, body so pliant under Taehyung’s touch, he was drunk on the power he held over him.

Pulling back, both of them gasping for air, Taehyung couldn’t help but laugh seeing the saliva connecting their lips together. Yoongi already looked wrecked, the blush on his cheeks wasn’t only on his cheeks anymore, his chest flushed in a pretty pink colour.

“You’re so beautiful, love.” He groaned, Yoongi’s hands slipping under Taehyung’s shirt, pulling it off of his boyfriend, Taehyung obeying to his silent plea, and throwing the cloth next to their bed.

“I love your body.” Yoongi moaned when Taehyung grinds his hips down, and the man laughs breathlessly, his breath hitching when Yoongi drags his nails over his nipple, tracing the scratch marks left on his body, an ugly dark satisfaction setting fire in his stomach. His.

Taehyung was his and only his.

“I want to-” Yoongi breathed out reaching down in Taehyung’s pants, palming his cock, his lover’s hips rocking into his touch. “I want you in my mouth.”

Taehyung nodded, sitting back on his heels, he pushed down his pants, watching as Yoongi got on his knees, ass pushing out in the air and he leaned to the man’s lap nuzzling his thighs, licking his way up to Taehyung’s cock.

“Fucking hell.” he chuckled breathlessly, voice raspy with desire. “You look like lust on legs. You are more pretty than any demon or nymph out there., more pretty than any Goddess.” Taehyung breathed out eyes glued to Yoongi

The contrast of how innocent the man looked, all pretty pink lips and rosy cheeks, flowery hair and lazy eyes compared to how hungrily he was stroking Taehyung’s cock tongue flicking over the tip.

Yoongi didn’t waste his time, taking Taehyung in his mouth, sucking on the head messily. He loved how thick his lover was, the corners of his mouth aching as he started to lower his head and take more into his mouth.

Taehyung couldn’t take his eyes away from the sigh, cock throbbing at the feeling of Yoongi’s warmth and tight mouth. He thrusted his hip up, testing the other, but Yoongi didn’t even gag, just hummed around him, drool dripping down on his cock and raised his eyes, -

looking up at Taehyung.

“How are you able to look so pure even while swallowing my cock?” Taehyung rasped out, taking a hold on Yoongi’s hair before pushed his head down, holding it in place, he started pistoning his hips up in the warmth of his mouth, lost in his pleasure.

It was sinful how Yoongi’s body took everything what Taehyung wanted to do with him, twisting and folding him the way the younger wanted.

The moment he felt Yoongi swallow around his dick, he took it, and pushed Yoongi all the way down, nose hitting his shaft.

“Fuck baby, you don’t even react anymore.” He said sweetly, his other hand slipping under Yoongi’s neck, feeling up the bump in Yoongi’s throat, shifting his hips as a test, his cock dragging out before he pushed back.

And Yoongi, oh sweet Yoongi took it without complaining just like he did every time they made love and Taehyung tried to push him more and more. Sweet, lovely Yoongi, who was now drooling around Taehyung’s cock, -

moving his hips in small circles, Taehyung’s chest rumbling with a deep chuckle as he watches his boyfriend search for friction in the cushion under them.

He pulls Yoongi up gently, holding his cheeks in his hand like there is nothing more precious in this word, and for Taehyung, there isn’t.

Melting into the messy kiss, Yoongi let’s Taehyung push him back on the bed, legs wrapping around the younger’s waist moaning at the friction when Taehyung thrusts his hips, rubbing on the light fabric covering his leaking cock.

He mewls when feeling Taehyung’s hand kneading his ass, pulling his cheeks apart and slipping a finger in easily.

“You’re still so wet, lovely.” Taehyung whispers against his lips, moving his finger carefully, -

turned on from the knowledge of Yoongi welcoming him back into his body just after a few hours of stopping to sleep.

Soon follows a second and then a third finger, feeling his cumm dripping from Yoongi’s hole as he thrusts in, trying to find Yoongi’s sweet spot.

His mind feels blank, the only thoughts he has revolve around his lover and his body. How lovely Yoongi looks with the straps of his nightgown slipping off of his shoulder, skin blooming with Taehyung’s marks, the scent of the flowers in their hair just driving him more mad.

“Taehyung-ah…. I want you darling.” Yoongi mewls under him, back arching and Taehyung is a weak, weak man for his lover. Taking himself in his hand, snapping his fingers, their nightstand opens and the lube flies to his hand, T-

Taehyung taking a good amount and stroking himself, hissing at the cold feeling as the bottle levitates back, the drawer closing.

He positions himself to Yoongi’s hole, pushing in only the head a few times till Yoongi is pouting and begging for his cock, -

till Yoongi is begging to be taken again and again by Taehyung.

Thrusting in Yoongi sends a jolt down his spine, lust filling his eyes and he doesn’t waits, starts moving, the older’s body welcoming him and Gods, -

Taehyung could tear up because Yoongi feels like coming home finally.

Hips moving in synch, Yoongi tries to match Taehyung’s thrusts, rolling his hips till the younger is pistoning his cock right into his prostate.

Yoongi’s moans and screams of his name are more beautiful than any music Taehyung has ever heard.

Pushing higher the lace nightgown, Taehyung grips Yoongi’s waist making him arch his back in the touch, his cock leaking on his stomach.

He looks ethereal and Taehyung thinks he couldn’t be more in love.

“Ta-Taehyung!” Yoongi whines, reaching down between them, taking himself in his hand, and starts thumbing the precum on his slit, Taehyung drunk on the image.

“Come for me baby, come for your lover.” Taehyung groans watching Yoongi lost in the pleasure, and it only takes a few more thrust right to his prostate and Yoongi comes all over himself, the lace sticking to his skin from the sweat and cum.

He whines so prettily, when Taehyung doesn’t stop moving, chasing his own pleasure, head thrown back lost in the moment enjoying how the sunlight warms his skin.
“Tae-ah~ Come in hyung love, I can take it.”

Yoongi’s voice is like sweet poison to his drunk mind, and he only needs a few more thrusts, and he is spurting come deep in Yoongi, leaning over him in exhaustion, the two lover peppering each other with sweet kisses and pecks, Yoongi combing his finger’s through Taehyung’s hair

It takes a few minutes till both of them are breathing normal again and Yoongi cracks a smile, pulling Taehyung in a kiss.

“What did you choose?” he asks curiously breaking the kiss and Taehyung laughs.

“Why don’t you see it for yourself?” He says back groaning when Yoongi pouts and turns them over, lifting his hips carefully, Taehyung’s softening cock slipping out with his cum and he watches satisfied as it leaks from Yoongi’s hole, dripping down on pale thighs as Yoongi -

climbs off their bed waddling over to the full body mirror.

Humming, Taehyung follows him stopping behind Yoongi and wraps his hands around his waist watching as Yoongi’s face changes between confusion, delight, happiness and love.

“You already know my answer to it.” Yoongi says quietly holding the eye contact, linking their fingers together as Taehyung nods behind him.

“Yes.”

I hope everyone enjoyed it! I will be adding the flowers and their meanings so if you're interested you can read the meaning and why they were choosen.

I hope I looked everything up right😊😭