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“Say it again,” Jimin gasps.
Taehyung is deeply buried inside him, one hand gripping Jimin’s waist, the other one is spread across his bare chest. Taehyung’s thumb brushes against one of his nipples, sending shivers through Jimin’s body, a soft moan escaping his lips.
“Mi cielo,” Taehyung says in Spanish, “te deseo.”
Then he kisses Jimin’s jawline and his hips thrust once. His cock feels so good inside Jimin, so big, milking his sensitive prostate.
Taehyung’s warm breath caresses Jimin’s skin as he speaks. The pronunciation of his Spanish, tinged with his Korean accent, is incredibly hot to Jimin, sending waves of pleasure to his cock.
Jimin feels quite sensitive, traces of his cum are still dripping from his fingers and staining the hotel room sheets. He cummed too soon today, but he loves the sensation of Taehyung fucking him while he's sensitive. Taehyung's cum filling his used hole in a warm rush is an exquisite feeling.
Nevertheless, there's something else today driving Jimin insane.
It turns out that, for their concerts in Mexico, everyone in the group decided to learn numerous phrases in Spanish for their ment sections, but it's Taehyung the one who, after his last visit to Mexico to film that cooking show, has been intensely dedicated to learn a lot more vocabulary than the rest.
It's truly endearing. Jimin has seen him memorize a long list of words every day, has seen him repeat phrases until he's exhausted, and has also seen him play pranks on the group and the staff by saying phrases whose meaning nobody knows.
"No more swearing, Tae-Tae," Jimin has warned.
Afraid that Taehyung might say some bad words in Spanish and unintentionally offend someone. Although, Jimin has also laughed when Taehyung uses them mischievously.
For Jimin, Spanish swear words sound like any other unfamiliar word until he learns their meaning. However, something different has happened with romantic words, compliments, and pet names.
Perhaps because Taehyung directs them only at him, or perhaps because, regardless of the language, Jimin can feel their weight when Taehyung utters them. Jimin recognizes that soft tone Taehyung uses only with him and the way his eyes sparkle, awaiting for Jimin's reaction.
Like in their first night in Mexico when Taehyung arrived at their shared hotel room shouting “Corazón de melón" until Jimin got up from the couch to greet him.
“¡Corazón de Melón!”
Jimin laughed at the unfamiliar words spoken so close to him, somehow feeling that they carried a sweet or perhaps a playful meaning. Then Taehyung embraced him, his warm body comforting Jimin and easing his nervousness about the upcoming concerts.
“Sweetheart,” Taehyung finally said in Korean, the closest approximation of the phrase's meaning leaving Jimin speechless.
But Taehyung just kissed him like it was nothing and took him to bed.
**Heart of melon ≈ Sweetheart.
Jimin would be lying if he said that the next morning, when Taehyung had called him “Corazón de melón” again while they were in the hotel gym with Namjoon and Jungkook, his heart hadn't truly melted at the nickname. Jimin’s cheeks flushed even though the other boys were confused by the words, and his mouth longed to kiss Taehyung and maybe repeat the pet name this time directed at him, ‘cause Taehyung was also Jimin’s Corazón de Melón.
From that very moment, Taehyung brought a new compliment or pet name for Jimin every few hours. Receiving them had become both concerning and addictive, so by the third day Jimin longed to be alone with Taehyung to hear a new one or ask about the meaning of the ones used throughout the day.
“Buenos días, querido.” (**Good morning, dear.)
“¡Tesoro!” (**Treasure ≈ My precious.)
“Chiquito bonito.” (**My pretty little one.)
It reminded Jimin of a feeling he had one night in Korea a couple of years ago, just before they enlisted for military service. Taehyung sang Bésame Mucho softly while gently dancing with him in the middle of his apartment. Jimin felt so loved that night.
But, right now, Jimin thinks he didn't actually know what it was like to be in love in another language, or rather, because of another language. He didn't even know if that was possible, but that's how it felt, like discovering a new facet of Taehyung's love through Spanish.
“Mi amor, mi vida, mi todo,” Taehyung said after their first concert.
They have just returned to their hotel room and Jimin had become emotional remembering all the love they were receiving in Mexico.
“My love, my baby (*my life ≈ my baby), my everything,” Taehyung whispered in the Korean translation.
His fingers tracing tender patterns along Jimin’s back, his mouth repeating the words in Spanish and his lips kissing his hair.
“Estás muy chulo, muñeco,” Taehyung complimented him as they got ready for their second concert, Jimin’s blond hair being styled into a half-ponytail, his eyes receiving dark eyeliner.
*You look handsome, doll ≈ You look so cute/so pretty/so handsome.
But the thing about the nicknames was that, when being said in a certain way by Taehyung, they had begun to feel like dirty words to Jimin. Of course, Taehyung noticed it, so he started whispering them in Jimin’s ear while they kissed and his hands roamed over Jimin’s body, squeezing the curve of his ass, opening his thighs to touch him, or pressing his bulge against Jimin’s thigh.
“I want to fuck you, bonito.”
**pretty
“I’m so hard for you, cariño.”
**dear
“You feel so good, muñeco.”
**doll
So Jimin felt both bewildered and turned on by Taehyung’s Spanish. It was driving him insane, and Taehyung had even gotten that far to learn whole phrases.
“Quiero comerte el culo,” he said Friday morning and did exactly that for half an hour before fucking Jimin against the sheets.
**I want to eat your ass.
“Coges muy rico, amor,” he complimented Jimin after they fucked in the shower.
**You fuck deliciously, love ≈ You fuck so good, love.
“Mi cielo, te deseo,” was the phrase that had brought them to the present.
Taehyung had said it while kissing Jimin’s neck against the door of their hotel room. Jimin’s sweatshirt had slipped off one of his shoulders, and Taehyung had taken the opportunity to kiss his exposed collarbone after speaking, so Jimin hadn’t worried so much about the meaning of the words, not after hearing Taehyung’s tone and feeling his skin prickle as Taehyung’s tongue traced his collarbone.
“Mi cielo,” Taehyung said again and his hands slipped under Jimin’s shirt to caress his firm abdomen.
“Mi cielo, mi cielo,” Taehyung said repeatedly until he found Jimin's lips and repeated the phrase one more time against them, then slowly sucked on his lower lip and the tip of his tongue.
Taehyung's fingers searched for Jimin's bulge between them and traced it while continuing to kiss him.
“I want you so bad, sweetheart.”
**I desire you, my heaven ≈ I want you so bad, sweetheart.
Taehyung finally translated the phrase as he wrapped his fingers around Jimin's cock and stroked him softly. Jimin moaned loudly not just because of the touch, but because of the meaning of the words finally sinking in.
Taehyung’s mouth devoured Jimin’s lips as he stroked his entire length faster, dropping to his knees once Jimin's cock was hard and leaking inside his underwear. He patiently kissed the inside of Jimin's thighs, sucked his balls, and finally blew him until he almost cummed, stopping and taking hold of the base of Jimin's cock to stop his orgasm, then he stood up and looked at him.
“Bonito,” Taehyung complimented Jimin.
Jimin’s eyes glistened with tears, his face etched with exasperation, and his lips were parted and dry from moaning so loudly. Maybe he really did look bonito, Taehyung thought so, so it must be true.
Taehyung kissed Jimin gently before undressing him. These days, despite the lube, Taehyung made Jimin suck on his fingers or he sucked on them himself before stretching Jimin’s hole. There was something so hot about it that Jimin couldn’t complain about the unnecessary gesture. He had even considered not using lube at all so he could feel those wet fingers inside him before Taehyung fucked him raw and fast, but they both knew better.
Jimin almost came again with two fingers going in and out of his ass, so he blamed the edging for only lasting a few minutes once Taehyung finally fucked him. But maybe it was also the fact that Taehyung was repeating the words “Mi cielo” in his ear.
Jimin felt as if Taehyung truly was his own personal heaven, with all these new feelings rushing through his body and mind.
"Te amo, Jimin-ssi," Taehyung said after their last concert in Mexico.
That's a phrase Jimin understood without help.
However, a few hours earlier, the translator had explained to them the difference between "Te quiero" and "Te amo" in Spanish, and Jimin understood it really fast because there was something similar in Korean.
Jimin now knows that you can "Querer" many things, “Querer” sometimes means possessing or just needing something. But “Te amo” is considered a deeper, more altruistic feeling, reserved for those closest to you, family, best friends, and also a partner.
“Te amo, Tae-Tae,” Jimin says in a broken Spanish because of his tears.
**I love you, Tae-Tae.
But Taehyung understands him. He understands Jimin no matter the dialect, the situation, or the feeling. And he's there to kiss his lips no matter the language.
Fin.