Chapter 18 || "Professor Kim: A victim. A Survivor. A Saint." || BOOK 2 OF PHOENIX IN HIS ARMS.

 

The bedroom was steeped in the soft glow of the moonlight slipping through the curtains. The once flickering candlelight had melted down to silence, and in the cozy aftermath of their emotional evening, Taehyung lay with Jungkook wrapped tightly around him like a vine—arms locked around his waist, legs tangled in his, and his cheek nestled in the crook of Taehyung's neck.

It was peaceful.

Until—Taehyung flinched slightly.

A soft nibble.

Then another.

He blinked awake, confusion giving way to amusement as he realized it was Jungkook—still deep in sleep—gently biting at the base of his neck, mumbling something incoherent.

Taehyung tilted his head slightly, stifling a chuckle. “What are you dreaming about, bunny?”

He listened closely. Jungkook’s brows were faintly furrowed, lips barely moving as little sounds slipped through.

“…H-Hyungggg…aah….mm… hubb-y…aah….so..go…ahh..ood… ” he mumbled between sleepy moans and murmurs.

Taehyung’s eyes widened a bit, a slow, knowing smirk spreading across his lips. “Ah, so that’s what this is…” he whispered to himself, brushing Jungkook’s hair back from his damp forehead.

Jungkook’s warm breath fluttered against Taehyung’s collarbone. Every now and then, he would tighten his hold, rub his cheek against Taehyung’s skin like a clingy pup, and then give a little squeaky groan, lips and tongue brushing over Taehyung’s shoulder, licking, nibbling, biting. Marking.

“P-Profes-sor Kim…aah… fas-ter..ah…”

Taehyung’s heart swelled at the sight as well as his trousers—his gorgeous, bratty little husband turning into a needy koala even in his dreams. He could feel the warmth of Jungkook’s bare skin against him, the soft twist of the shirt Jungkook had worn earlier now barely covering anything. His body is mostly naked, and so is his lower half.

The chain around Jungkook’s thigh adorned his naked lower body, its tiny charms gently chiming every time Jungkook shifted. Jungkook is looking no less than a sleeping sin begging to be committed, and his moans are just adding to his sinful look.

Taehyung sighed, rubbing soft circles on Jungkook’s back to soothe him, though his own body wasn’t unaffected. His thoughts wandered briefly—mischievous, curious—but he reined them in. Jungkook was dreaming, and Taehyung would never let desire override care.

Still, his fingers couldn’t resist reaching out to brush lightly over the little charms hanging from Jungkook’s thigh chain, smiling as they jingled softly. The sound was oddly addictive, almost musical.

“I’m definitely making you wear these again,” he murmured, pressing a light kiss to Jungkook’s temple.

He thought the moment had passed. That was, until Jungkook suddenly tightened his hold again and bit his neck—not too harsh, but enough to make Taehyung gasp.

“Aish—! his bunny teeth,” he hissed under his breath.

Jungkook giggled in his sleep.

“Steak…” he mumbled softly, and then, licking the same spot he’d just bitten, he sighed happily. “Ice cream… coco… hmm…”

Taehyung was speechless for a moment before covering his face with one hand.

“You little food-obsessed troublemaker,” he whispered, trying not to laugh too loudly. “Dreaming of food and me in the same breath—should I be flattered or offended?”

Shaking his head, Taehyung gently adjusted the covers over both of them and pulled Jungkook tighter into his arms. Despite the lingering heat between them and the chaos Jungkook’s sleep-talking and moaning had left behind, Taehyung’s heart was soft and full, unlike something in his trousers, which was hard and full.

“Sleep well, my devil and bratty baby bunny,” he whispered into Jungkook’s hair. “We’ll talk about this… unique food dream of yours in the morning.”

With one last glance at Jungkook’s peaceful face, Taehyung finally closed his eyes again, smiling as they drifted back into slumber, tangled in warmth and each other’s heartbeat.

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