Like fall the shades of red-orange and yellow blended well into the russet fur. Despite the hardships, the bright gleam in green emeralds danced just as fiercely as the anger that lied hidden. At the snap of his jaw, his ears laid flat, the swishing of his tail showing his irritation and with just a single touch of Jimin's hand, the anger that had surfaced fell. The feeling of hands running through his hair had Taehyung docile to the male who now was his world. They always said it was

The taste of gunpowder and smoke on his lips was addicting. With each brush of lips against his, cries escaped him when soft lips pulled away. As calloused hands gently gripped his face the fear that he once associated with the man pressed against him made its last goodbye as Taehyung let himself be pulled in closer. His mind coming to a blank as heated kisses had his toes curling. His moans and cries swallowed as lips once more covered his. Jimin's touch was burning yet gentle just l