Title: Hail The Wicked
Pairing: JINV (Top Jin/bottom Tae)
Warning: This story is for matured readers only. Any snide remarks are not welcome.
1 | Hail The Wicked Tongue
It was the last installment of JT Starr's The Ghost Whispers At Night book series, and of all people, Jin had to understand that.
Taehyung understood him, too.
His fiancé just came back from a week long film shooting in Seokcho and decided to jump into the shower right away as soon as he arrived home. Jin had asked Taehyung to join him, in an innocent but slightly suspicious manner, but he declined.
He was getting to a really good and overdue part of the book then.
Finally, after thirteen books and over a decade of which it was only three years in TGWAN universe, the slow burn book of his OTP was about to meet its ending, and no amount of seducing from Jin would have pulled him away from it.
And besides, he knew his fiancé so well.
An innocent and relaxing bath for Jin always ended up in Taehyung screaming in orgasm for one, two times and another one time facing their bathroom mirror.
He could always shower with him later.
Just… not now.
With a sigh, Jin gave him a look but he went and got in the shower anyway, leaving Taehyung with his book.
Minutes later, he's in the middle of reading a thrilling part of the book where the main character was wandering inside the enemy's labyrinth, when he heard the shower turned off. From the corner of his eye, he saw Jin wandering into their room, wearing nothing but a goddamn towel. For a second there, he forgot the book he's reading in his hands and let his eyes roam over his man's toned muscles, the water dripping down his bare body somehow made him even sexier.
An aching heat pooled between his thighs—a glaring reminder that he hadn't got laid for seven days and counting.
Jin threw him a smirk when he caught him staring, approaching the bed as Taehyung went back to his book, blushing. The bed sunk by his feet seconds later, and he glanced down to see his fiancé crawling onto their king-sized bed, staring up at him hungrily.
"What now?" he murmured when Jin suddenly caressed his ankle and began peppering him kisses on his left, flawless leg, kissing the tiny 7 tattoo. His arm slid up his thighs, and Taehyung let out a deep sigh.
Okay. Jin already made his point.
Taehyung chose fanboying over sex earlier.
But now?
Taehyung must satisfy his other needs, too.
"Don't," Jin ordered as he was about to set the book aside. "Keep reading."
He shot him a curious look. "Really?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"That's Starr's last book, right? You and Namjoon have been waiting for that for years now, babe. Don't stop on my account."
The witty comeback he formulated was completely forgotten when Jin nuzzled him through his already damp underwear and grinned at the contrastingly deep but soft laughter that erupted from his throat. Taehyung's sensitive there, a little ticklish, but Jin knew he liked the teasing.
He knew how much it turned him on.
Just like now.
"Jin, what the hell!?" he moaned, voice small.
The older just chuckled, turning his head to kiss the inside of his thigh. "Focus on your book, Tae."
Jin reached up to the waistband of his brief, slowly dragging them down his legs. He pushed Taehyung's legs apart and over his shoulders. Taehyung's hips jerked under his touch, and released one leg to press down on his lower abdomen, keeping him in place. Jin licked him once, using little kitten licks at first, just teasing around the slit of his already hard cock. Taehyung moaned at the sensation, bucking his hips off the mattress impatiently, trying to get more of it.
"Keep reading."
Jin let his tongue swirled over his slit again, eliciting a muffled whimper from the younger.
Opening on the page where he left off, Taehyung read the first words he saw: "Tonight was a night of firsts for Jimin Park. In two years, he had never used his powers during his missions. At the moment, however, Jimin needed to as he was dashing blindly along the endless length of the maze. Each time he felt a foot stray from the roots of the vines, he corrected back to center, racing on through the sheer darkness.
“Where is he now?” Jimin asked someone, breathless.
“Checking now,” a male voice replied inside his head. “I couldn't trace him.”
Jimin ran harder, hoping to reach the end before he got trapped back here. “How long until he catches on to me?”
The voice paused. “Jimin, I don't know. I still can't trace anything.” He paused. “Hold on, I can sense something .” He paused again and then said, “A trail of sce- Ah!"
By the end of that paragraph, Taehyung was wrecked; body aching and one hand clutching the comforter.
"Read the book for me, babe," Jin ordered again as he twisted his fingers inside him, teasing his sensitive spot.
He moaned, "H-h-how the hell a-am I s-sup-p-posed to r-read while-e- Aah! You're going down o- Ah! Fuck! -on me?!"
"Should I stop now then?"
"Fuck no," he growled, rolling his hips, trying to draw his man's fingers deeper.
"Then keep on reading."
Taehyung shot him another glare, but reluctantly picked up the book and resumed reading: "Jimin stopped in his tracks.
“Is he near?” he whispered into the air.
“Yes.”
Jimin's body went rigid. He stopped breathing. The darkness felt suddenly alive all around him.
He’s inside the maze with me.
In an instant, Jimin realized that the only light in the entire space was coming from the light at the dome, illuminating the side of his face.
“Send help,” he whispered to a spirit lurking beside him. “And get to exit to help Hoseok.”
Then he quietly shut off his mind, and the absolute darkne–fuck."
He stopped when Jin sucked on his cock hard.
"The absolute darkness is what, Tae?" he asked, releasing his cock with a pop.
"Absolute darkness settled around him," Taehyung breathed.
Licking his lips, Jin mused, "Oh. Continue reading."
"He stood stock-still and breathed as quietly, his bones- Jin!" he moaned out his name. "Yes! Right there! Aaah! Keep doing that!"
He did otherwise. "I'm not familiar with the 206 bones in our body, but I'm pretty sure there's no bone named after me, babe."
"Please stop being a fucking asshole and continue what you're doing!"
"Just read on, Tae," Jin smirked as he took Taehyung's cock in his mouth once again.
Taehyung took a shuddering breath as he continued, "After a few seconds, the pungent scent of blood wafted ou- Ah,shit! -out of the darkness in front of him." Taehyung's voice quivered, his tone breathy and hands clenched tight around the book as he tried to focus on the words.
Jin paused again, lifting his head a little to say, "Huh, that's interesting."
"The smell got stronger. He could sense a presence, only a few feet in front of him o–"
"Do you think it's Mr. Min?" Jin purred as he licked and sucked Taehyung's balls.
"M-most likel-l-ly," Taehyung mewled. Tossing the hard bound book aside, Taehyung tightened his grip on his fiancé's raven-coloured mullet. "Baby, please. Please…"
"Please what, Tae?" he smirked, his lips just brushing slightly on his length as he spoke. "You want me to make you come like this?"
He sucked his cock again, with much pressure and much deeper this time, and Taehyung couldn't help but grind himself hard against him as he felt his cock deep in Jin's throat.
"Oh, fuck," he panted, looking down as Jin's head shifted between his legs, his lips dripping with his saliva mixed with his pre-cum as his tongue slid at the base of his member up to the head in the most delicious manner, his two fingers sliding into him and curling upwards, hitting his sweet spot. Taehyung shifted against him, arching his back, and eventually gripping Jin's hair to make him keep doing that fucking amazing thing with his tongue.
Jin pressed the flat of his tongue near his hole before putting Taehyung's cock inside his mouth, and he let Taehyung ride him the way he wanted until his hole fluttered and clenched around his now slick-coated fingers, Taehyung shaking beneath him in orgasmic bliss.
Jin didn't withdraw, slowing his licks but keeping them going until Taehyung recovered enough presence of mind to relax his legs and let go of his hair. Jin sucked on his inner thigh, leaving a bright red mark before climbing on top of him and kissing his mouth, Jin's plump lips still shining with his cum juices. Taehyung wrapped his arms around the back of his neck and pulled him down until he could meet his man's mouth, chasing his taste in his.
"Holy shit, babe," Taehyung panted through ragged breaths, watching Jin sit up beside him and licked his fingers clean of his cum.
"So," he said. "How's the book? Is it worth reading?"
He stared at him for a second, then broke into breathy chuckles. "Honestly, I don't remember."
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a/n: did i do a poor job? 👀
Hail The Wicked. © JT Starr, 2023.