An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“I didn’t- I don’t- I-” Taehyung is saying, and Jimin interrupts him to say, “wanted me, hmm? Made a mess for me. So soon, Taehyung-ah.” He’s not reprimanding, just stating facts. Taehyung whines. Jimin’s tongue traces the hollow of his throat, up to the bend of his chin. Taehyung had wanted to eat Jimin up; now it’s mutual. Always been mutual, really, but especially now. “Okay, baby. ‘S okay. Feels good for me too, y’know?”
or, 5 times Taehyung comes too soon, and 1 time Jimin does.















