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Why would it be any different?
All that black; how it glowed against the red light.
Taehyung hadn't thought about it. He had read some, though. But, he had dismissed it as the usual human rarity.
Leather.
Latex.
It sounded cliché. Didn't it?
Hoseok was dressed in one, Jimin in the other.
Tae was wearing a loose shirt and boxers; kneeling on the soft carpet of their room.
It was the first time they tried it, and Tae had been joking when he had mentioned it three weeks before.
Jimin was wearing pants made of latex—the most showy of the two. His torso was adorned with straps and some metallic rings.
He looked elegant even without much to wear.
Hoseok, though, had a suit. Vest, pants, necktie.
His muscled yet lithe arms could be appreciated in full since he bore no coat.
Tae couldn't stop staring at the bulge below all that leather. Always too big to miss.
Even when they were dating, Taehyung would take glances, always a horny boy for pretty and dominant men.
Jimin kissed the side of his neck as his fingers traced soft lines on his back. "Puppy." His voice echoed inside Taehyung's mind, and he felt his muscles twitch, especially the one between his legs.
He was embarrassed.
Getting so excited so fast wasn't usual. He needed words and touch to get him there quickly enough, but his partners had barely done any.
Hoseok spread his legs after sitting down at the edge of their bed, showing off the reason why Tae felt like his mouth was a little empty.
Leather shows too much.
Taehyung thought as he crawled to meet with Hoseok's knee.
Or maybe not enough.
That was the conclusion that popped into his mind as his left cheek pressed against the inner side of Hoseok's right, leather-cased knee.
"Oh, puppy is eager." Jimin stroked Tae's behind, encouraging interaction.
Hoseok leaned forward, staring closely.
"Sweet TaeTae, are you really just realizing you have a thing for leather and latex?" He smiled before caressing the underside of Taehyung's chin.
Taehyung shivered before purring against Hoseok's grab. Jimin's hands enhancing everything else.
Hoseok cradled Tae's face. "Naughty boy. Perfect boy." Their lips kissed.
Tae's mouth greeted Hoseok's with eagerness and melted will. He could smell the leather in him, and it only prompted the boy further. He felt Jimin pressing against him and moving, pressing and moving. He whimpered against Hoseok's hot mouth. The feeling of latex as his underwear slid off was enough to start making a mess of him.
Hoseok pulled at his head with both hands, making the boy stand between his legs.
"You really are a whore for this sort of thing, aren't you?" Hoseok smiled as his fingers graced what hurt the most. "You're already leaking, darling pup."
Tae let out a thin little whine—eager little whine. Jimin pressed against him as his hands helped remove his shirt, he filled his back and shoulders with soft kissing. "Always at the brink of melting..." Moving his hips, Jimin breathed.
"So perfect for us, aren't you?" Hoseok said, stroking his eagerness.
Tae couldn't avoid the sounds he made as his body moved on its own, making the pleasure more against Hoseok's palm.
"Good little doggy." Jimin chuckled sexily against the back of Tae's neck.
"Ours to devour as we please..." Hoseok said, watching him go.
Tae would talk more about it with them; he wanted to explore more, to feel more, to taste...
Silently and like a prayer, he thanked whoever brought the idea of latex and leather to the stage of sex.
It felt like all glory; felt like all delight.