Pairing: Jaebum/Youngjae (2jae). WC: 366. Rating: T (for this snippet). Additional: This might count as food kink???
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The strawberry is larger, dark red, even in the half-light, and it catches on Youngjae’s lips as Jaebum guides it between them, stretching them around the swelled top, and Jaebum’s skin is burning--a fire raging at every point of contact between him and Youngjae--electricity shooting through his veins from where his fingertips brush against skin.
The berry collapses under the pressure when Youngjae bites into it, a sudden gush of juice escaping around Jaebum’s fingers to trickle along Youngjae’s jaw and down his neck.
Moving on instinct, Jaebum catches the bead of liquid just before the hollow of Youngjae’s throat, the sweetness of the strawberry mixing on his tongue with the taste of Youngjae’s skin with a tingling rush that leaves him lightheaded.
Loud in the quiet, Youngjae’s choked gasp shocks through Jaebum, turning the burning tingle into a rolling wave of heat, pooling low, and he’s scarcely aware of his own actions as the remaining berry is abandoned in favor of the texture of Youngjae’s sweatshirt against his hands, tangling in the fabric and dragging him closer. His focus is on the warmth of Youngjae’s skin as he mouths along his throat, following the trail of berry juice.
“Hyung--”
Youngjae’s whisper is more of a gasp, broken off as Jaebum sucks lightly at the underside of his jaw. His fingers tug as they curl too tightly into Jaebum’s hair, but Jaebum only drags in a breath that’s more Youngjae than oxygen before he’s chasing the taste of strawberry to the source, and he can feel Youngjae’s shaky exhale as his lips part again, Jaebum tracing their outline and catching the last traces of sweetness before letting their mouths brush lightly.
Too close and dark enough to drown in, Youngjae’s eyes are hooded when Jaebum meets them, and Jaebum feels heady, dizzy with the taste of fruit and skin on his tongue and the was his lips catch on Youngjae’s with every miniscule movement.
“What do you think, baby? Do you want more?”
Youngjae’s sharp inhale feels like it's pulling the air right from Jaebum’s lungs, and it's his turn to shiver as Youngjae’s lips drag against his in a reply that’s barely a whisper.
