Jimin lay like a fallen feather plucked from the wings of the devil every strand of hair on his body marked in the territory of him like a little piece of devil is in a little piece of him and Jimin could feel it pouring out of him like a violent rain painting his trembling legs into ivory honey sticking with his skin like a lover. he gulped deeply giving up on sitting up right after he gave it a vain try, plopping back on the mattress and deciding not to do any fool's errand in this treasure room while being in a state where his rebellious body was regretting every bit of the nefariousness he indulged in as the devil really made sure he won't forget the taste of his hell.
The euphoria, the ecstasy Jimin felt in these past hours was something he had never experienced before, at last, he finally found something worthy in the useless man and according to the diary of Jimin's brain having sex with Taehyung felt like fireworks were blazing inside of you with every spark holding tons of pleasure like you never felt before and the burning after effect was the sensation that lingers on you longer than you could bear and Jimin the claimer to be the strongest man couldn't help but pass out right after they finished their last round and Jimin wouldn't lie he forgets the count of times Taehyung makes him cum and the times he buried his seed inside of him the reason why his lower region was now puking out the vanilla lake
He cringed at his own thoughts pulling the sheets that Taehyung must have covered his body with before he fell into slumber too, Jimin turned to his side facing the sweaty man laying beside him his brows quickly tangled in a frown 'Why is he sweating so much? freak' he rolled his eyes and started to fill with loathe seeing Taehyung's face sleeping so innocently as though he couldn't even hurt a fly but the reality was far from the masquerade of this man. Mole-d lips formed out into a pout, deathly eyes shut clouded with serenity, low humming breathing like harmonies of fairies, fluffy curly hair falling around his face giving him a boyish look, sharp features hidden behind the flushed cheeks squeezed against the pillow
If anyone sees him in this state one would take him as a flower boy instead of the threatening mafia Lord Kim Taehyung, and Jimin didn't know why he was permitted to see this side of him when he heard no one was allowed to enter the same room Taehyung's sleep in, perhaps the human nature didn't grant him the time to change the settings according to his liking before the sleep took over him, Jimin scoffed at the man who he can easily beat in the ring if he just plays around a little defending himself until this man's stamina burns off but he didn't know the pill of Taehyung's sleep wasn't the exhausting encounter they had but something far from his imagination.
Jimin raised his hands catching the bead of sweat that was dancing on the other's forehead as he gently brushed away his sticky hair thinking if he stabbed him in the eye right now would he be able to escape through the building and the bitter answer prevent him from doing that, his brutal train of thoughts was halt by the low mumble of the sleeping man who quickly caught his attention, Jimin raised his brows staring at the man cautiously as another low whimper left Taehyung's mouth perking up Jimin's ears that stand in all attention
"P-plea-se A-sh-ley stop!"
He frowned trying to comprehend the situation as he realized Taehyung must be having a nightmare he sighed in annoyance and decided to go with the phrase 'ignorance is bliss' but soon Taehyung's whimpers turned into pleas his words were not visible to Jimin's ears making him confused even further of the situation, Taehyung begin to toss and turn in his sleep, At first, he thought nothing of it rolling his eyes at the man being annoying and being too dramatic about a mere nightmare like a child he turned around ignoring Taehyung and his please but as Taehyung's cries grew louder and more desperate, Jimin could no longer ignore it he huffs loudly turning to face the other again
The frustrated expression on his face turned into a fine picture of concern as he could see the anguish on Taehyung's face, the tears streaming down his cheeks as he begged for someone to stop. Jimin gulped down his first instinct, empathy made his heart clench at the sight, feeling an unpleasant pang on it but he shook his head trying to clean his feelings of any purity and painting them with dirt of hatred
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