the bass was pumping heavily through his veins while he was dancing to another song and another and another. he was sweaty and his muscles were the perfect kind of achy that came from either long rounds of love making or dancing the night away. this time it was the latter.
his boyfriend hadn't been able to come, he said. didn't want to go out "I'm tired tae", so Taehyung did what he did best. he dressed in his tightest pants and his silkiest shirt and said goodbye to a salivating Jimin. and there he was, dancing with a stranger since his lover
didn't want to. but a few minutes ago something had changed. there had been eyes on him the whole night but they fitted in and out but now..now they stayed. glued on him and scorching invisible marks into his body. when the song changed he glanced up. a predator like smile
stretched over his face in a second when his eyes landed on his prettied up boyfriend sitting at the bar right in front of yoongi their friend. he didn't look amused. and Taehyung knew to push his buttons even further. the song was slowly getting more sensual so Taehyungs moves
changed from energetic to slow from pumping to sliding and immediately there were hands on his body. wrong hands, not small and strong but big and clumsy. he didn't like it but he loved seeing Jimin jealous. don't get him wrong, he'd never cheat on his lover and Jimin knew...but
somehow it was something else seeing strange hands on his lovers body, touching something that belonged to Jimin and only Jimin.
their eyes met when Taehyungs lips dropped open as if in a silent moan. Jimins jaw muscles ticket and Taehyung refrained himself hard to not grin
their eyes met when Taehyungs lips dropped open as if in a silent moan. Jimins jaw muscles ticket and Taehyung refrained himself hard to not grin
in victory. the shorter male was there in an instant, pulling the other man off of Taehyung with such a dark look that the guy scurried away immediately. Taehyung played innocent. "oh?you're here?", he asked and Jimin growled while pressing him further through the crowds and onto
a bar stool in a corner. he couldn't think as fast as lips where on his body and hands slipped onto his butt. "I hate it when you do that", the older boy growled and Taehyung gasped prettily. God jealousy s*x with Jimin was always so f*cking hot. "what do you mean", he asked
still in character but Jimin only pushed closer, pushed his hips against his own and Taehyungs eyes rolled back when he felt him move his hips like the damn dancer he was. "don't play coy", was the last thing he heard before two rows of sharp teeth bit down on his sensitive neck.
--the end--
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