Chapter 1: Introduction
Jimin stood in front of the window, the floor-to-ceiling glass casting a warm glow on his bare chest. Silhouetted against the bustling city under him, he looked like a dark-haired god come to life. Jungkook couldn’t help but admire the delicious muscles lining his flat stomach and broad shoulders. They were on a belated anniversary celebration at an upscale hotel in Seoul and had just stepped out from a steaming hot shower.
A smile tugged at the corners of Jungkook's lips, and his eyes gleamed with affection. Jimin was a sensual enigma—quietly passionate, strong, and always surprising him.
As if sensing his thoughts, Jimin turned around, his movements languid with exhaustion. He stepped closer to Jungkook, weaving a hand through the younger man's curly locks and pulling him into a deep kiss.
As their tongues danced and teased, Jimin's fingers casually traced Jungkook's shoulder, causing him to shiver and moan against his lips.
"Hey, hey," Jimin admonished playfully. "What was that?" His eyes sparkled with amusement.
Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "It's just that you make me feel so good," he murmured, his face heating.
The older man's smile morphed into something devilishly seductive.
"I'm glad you feel good," he whispered, drawing a path of hot kisses down Jungkook's vulnerable throat and lingering on the rapid pulse at the base.
"J-Jimin, please," Jungkook gasped, barely able to contain his desire. "I want you so much."
His words seemed to unleash something primal in Jimin, driving him to strip Jungkook of his towel, nearly tearing it off in the process.