Crimson Vows - chapter - 4

As Taehyung reminisced about the past, a big smile spread across his face, the warmth of the memory filling his heart. Just then, he felt strong arms wrap around him from behind, pulling him close in a gentle embrace. He didn’t flinch; he recognized that touch instantly, along with the familiar scent that enveloped him—a rich, earthy blend of sandalwood and musk, mingled with a hint of cedar. It was the scent of his husband, a fragrance that was both powerful and comforting, like the essence of the forest after a rain, grounding yet intoxicating. A soft kiss was planted between his neck and shoulder, sending a shiver down his spine. But before he could fully savor the sensation, he felt a playful bite at the same spot. A gasp escaped his lips, his body instinctively reacting to the sudden mix of tenderness and teasing.

Jungkook, always in tune with Taehyung’s reactions, pressed another kiss to the spot he had just bitten, soothing the slight sting.

Jeon Jungkook

“Amor,”

He whispered, his deep voice warm and affectionate, the word carrying all the love he felt for the boy in his arms.

kim Taehyung

“When did you come, Kook?”

Jungkook only murmured a soft reply, as he buried his face in Taehyung’s collarbones, nuzzling and inhaling deeply. The natural scent of Taehyung was intoxicating to Jungkook. Jungkook’s hands gently clasped Taehyung’s, his fingers tracing the wedding rings they both wore. He then turned Taehyung to face him. When their eyes met, Taehyung’s smile was filled with a tender, loving warmth. Jungkook’s gaze softened as he took in the sight of his husband, and then he kissed him with a fierce, consuming passion. Jungkook’s lips moved with an urgent, hungry rhythm, each press and sweep against Taehyung’s mouth filled with unrestrained passion.

As they kissed, their lips danced together with an exquisite harmony, mingling and molding in a fluid motion. Taehyung’s lips parted slightly, inviting Jungkook’s in, and their mouths moved together in a synchronized embrace. Jungkook’s kisses were both demanding and tender, as he explored every contour of Taehyung’s lips with a fervent intensity, his kisses punctuated by soft, teasing nibbles. The kiss grew more fervent, as Jungkook’s tongue gently coaxed Taehyung’s open, their tongues gliding and intertwining with a sensual grace. Taehyung responded eagerly, his hands gripping Jungkook’s shirt as if to draw him closer. His hands roamed, gripping Taehyung’s thighs with a possessive firmness, squeezing his a** as if trying to pull him even closer. Jungkook pulled Taehyung closer, wrapping one arm securely around his waist as he kissed him with a deep, consuming passion. His other hand roamed tenderly across Taehyung’s back, fingers tracing gentle, exploratory paths over his skin. The movement was both possessive and affectionate, as if he were savoring every inch of his husband’s body.

As their kiss grew more intense, Jungkook lifted Taehyung effortlessly, his strength evident in the way he supported him with one strong arm wrapped securely around his waist. Taehyung’s back pressed against the art studio slab where the paints had been laid out, the cool, hard surface providing an unexpected contrast that heightened the sensuality of the moment. With his other hand, Jungkook roamed Taehyung’s back, his fingers exploring the smooth expanse of skin. Unbeknownst to them, Jungkook’s hand brushed against the palette of vibrant colors spread across the slab. The paints, now smeared onto his fingers, began to mix with the warmth of Taehyung’s skin. As Jungkook’s hand continued its journey across Taehyung’s back, the vivid hues transferred from his fingers onto Taehyung’s body, creating streaks of color that glided with each touch. The vibrant hues of blue and red smeared across Taehyung’s skin, creating a surreal, abstract artwork of their intertwined forms. As they kissed, the paint transferred to Jungkook, transforming their bodies into living canvases of color.

Taehyung’s hands were already smeared with paint when he cupped Jungkook’s neck and face, their bodies still pressed together in a fervent embrace. As Taehyung’s fingers traced along Jungkook’s jawline and cheek, the colors from his hands transferred to Jungkook’s skin, creating an intricate pattern of vibrant hues. Each touch left a mark, a living artwork formed from their shared passion. Eventually, they slowly pulled their lips apart, their breaths mingling in the stillness that followed. Taehyung’s breathing came in heavy, shallow gasps, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His face glowed with a natural radiance, enhanced by the deep flush that spread across his cheeks. The color from the kiss added an ethereal glow, making his skin appear even more luminous. His lips, now slightly swollen, carried a rosy tint that highlighted the depth of their passionate encounter. Taehyung looked exquisite, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of satisfaction and affection, and his entire demeanor exuded a captivating beauty born from their intimate moment.

Jungkook, unable to resist, leaned in to kiss Taehyung again. This time, the kiss was softer, more lingering, as if savoring the essence of their shared moment. His lips moved over Taehyung’s with a tender, lingering a touch and savoring the intimacy of the moment. As they pulled apart, Jungkook’s lips hovered over Taehyung’s, and he began to deliver gentle, playful pecks. Each kiss was a light, sweet and filled with affectionate caress. The soft press of his lips against Taehyung’s was filled with a warmth and tenderness the gentle kisses creating a rhythm of endearment that left Taehyung smiling. Once their breathing began to steady, Taehyung looked at Jungkook with a joyful smile. The sight of their colorful, paint-splattered forms seemed almost surreal. A laugh escaped Taehyung, light and infectious, as he took in the vibrant tableau they had become. Jungkook’s face lit up with a smile, his gaze soft and full of love as he watched his beloved laugh, their shared joy painting their expressions with a pure, unguarded happiness. Taehyung laughed softly as he glanced at the clock and then at Jungkook, who was still smiling at him with mischief in his eyes.

kim Taehyung

“I think we need to take a shower, and it’s already getting late. We have to head to Jin hyung’s house for dinner.”

Jungkook nodded with a mischievous smile.

Jeon Jungkook

“Okay, to save time, let’s shower together.”

He picked Taehyung up effortlessly, carrying him toward their room. Taehyung protested, knowing that if they bathed together, there was a high chance they wouldn’t make it to the dinner on time. Jungkook grinned, his eyes never leaving Taehyung’s. Despite Taehyung’s protest, a smile tugged at his lips as he wrapped his arms around Jungkook’s neck, enjoying the warmth and closeness.

It was a heated moment in the shower, their bodies intertwined as water cascaded over them. Taehyung's back was pressed firmly against the cool bathroom wall, his legs weak as Jungkook thrusted into him with deep, powerful movements. With each thrust, Taehyung's body bounced slightly, his head tipping back, lips parted, releasing soft moans.

kim Taehyung

"Ah... ah... Jungkook,"

He gasped, his voice almost gone from the intensity of their passion. The pleasure was overwhelming, and the only sounds escaping him now were breathless cries.

kim Taehyung

"I'm... I'm cumming, don’t stop,"

Taehyung managed to say between desperate moans. He was already on the edge for the third time, and as Jungkook quickened his pace, Taehyung let out a final cry, his body trembling as he came again. But Jungkook wasn’t finished. He hadn't reached his own release yet, so he continued thrusting, his pace relentless, even speeding up as he neared his peak. Taehyung, overstimulated and sensitive, whimpered and tried to push Jungkook away, his body too overwhelmed to handle more.

kim Taehyung

"Stop, stop... no more, no more, please,"

He pleaded, tears of overstimulation mixing with the shower's water.

Jeon Jungkook

"I’m almost there,"

As he pinned Taehyung's hands above his head, holding him in place. After a few more intense thrusts, Jungkook finally let go, his body shuddering as he climaxed, spilling into Taehyung. Exhausted, Taehyung collapsed against him, barely able to stand, his legs trembling, drained of all energy. Jungkook, taking a moment to catch his breath, wrapped his arms around Taehyung and kissed his forehead gently, still riding the high of his release. After a minute, when his senses returned, he helped Taehyung clean up, guiding him through the rest of their shower, aware they were both running late for dinner.

Taehyung was rushing around the bedroom, getting ready as quickly as possible, but his frustration was growing. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and sighed in irritation—his neck was covered in love bites, clear marks left by his husband. He rummaged through the closet, searching for something to hide the evidence. Annoyed, he muttered under his breath as he pulled out a turtleneck and quickly decided to wear it.

kim Taehyung

"It's all because of you that we're late for dinner!"

Taehyung huffed, slipping the shirt over his head and trying to smooth his hair. Jungkook, who was almost ready, glanced over at him with a playful smile.

Jeon Jungkook

"Amor, we're not late yet. There's still time—you just need to hurry up a little,"

He said casually, fastening his watch.

kim Taehyung

"Shut up, I'm hurrying as fast as I can!"

Taehyung snapped, clearly still irritated, though he was mostly taking it out on the clothes he was trying to fix. Jungkook chuckled softly, walking over to him.

Jeon Jungkook

"Okay, baby, take your time. Hyungs will understand if we’re a bit late."

Taehyung shot him a look.

kim Taehyung

"Jungkook, do you even realize we’re always late for dinner?"

He said, exasperated, his voice turning into a slight whine.

kim Taehyung

"Every time!"

Jungkook laughed again, this time a little more, amused by how wound-up Taehyung was.

Jeon Jungkook

"That's exactly why I’m saying they’ll understand. One more time being late isn’t a big deal."

Taehyung paused, looking at him with wide eyes, clearly dumbfounded by how relaxed Jungkook was about the situation.

kim Taehyung

"You..."

He didn’t even know what to say, shaking his head in disbelief as he hurried to finish getting ready, all the while grumbling about how it was always Jungkook’s fault.