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                                 ★ . ꜝꜞhe touched my soul
                             long before i will knew
  what his hand feel like🌕•°
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The moon hung high in the night sky, its silvery beams reflecting off the crystalline waters that Namjoon,

the Aquakinesis Dragon, conjured around him.

As he directed the currents with a graceful sweep of his hand, his eyes held a protective gleam,

especially when they landed on Seokjin, his mate, who observed the spectacle with a proud smile.

Jimin, the Electromancy Dragon, unleashed bursts of lightning that illuminated the arena.

His golden hair seemed to come alive with each surge of power, and the air crackled with the energy he commanded.

Despite the playful flickers in his eyes,

Jimin's focus remained sharp, his gaze occasionally meeting Yoongi's, his mate, who watched from the sidelines with an approving nod.

Taehyung, the Cryomancy Dragon, moved with an almost ethereal grace.

The air around him shimmered with frost as he sculpted intricate ice formations.

Though his exterior remained stoic, his eyes betrayed a depth of emotion

—a longing for his yet-unknown mate, a desire for a connection that could thaw the ice encasing his heart.

The clash of their powers created a symphony of elements

—the rush of water, the crackling of lightning, and the soft hum of winter's chill.

Yet, within this magical dance, there was a silent communication, an unspoken language that bound them beyond the confines of words.

As the duel reached its zenith, the emotions intensified.

Namjoon's protectiveness flared as he created a protective barrier of water,

shielding not only himself but also Jimin and Taehyung.

Jimin's eyes, usually bright and mischievous, held a fierce determination as he summoned a tempest of lightning.

Taehyung, amidst the icy beauty he conjured, felt the weight of his responsibilities as the heir, a sentiment that echoed in the regality of his movements.

The culmination of their magical display was met with shared laughter and a sense of accomplishment.

The three friends, each with their unique powers, stood in the aftermath, breathless but invigorated.

It was more than a duel; it was a testament to the strength of their bonds and the unbreakable ties that connected them, a trio of dragons ready to face whatever destiny had in store for them.

Namjoon's eyes glowed with pride as he shaped the currents, weaving a protective barrier around them.

"Seokjin, my love, this one's for you," he called out, his voice carried by the gentle splash of water.

Seokjin, standing on the sidelines, met his gaze with a tender smile. "Show them the might of our kingdom!

Jimin, sparks dancing around his fingertip, grinned mischievously.

"Yoongi, did you see that? I bet you've never seen lightning this dazzling before."

His words crackled with electric energy, and Yoongi nodded, a playful smirk playing on his lips.

"Impressive as always, Jimin. Just don't accidentally zap Taehyung."

Taehyung's stoic expression softened as he created intricate ice sculptures.

His eyes, reflecting the emotional storm within, locked onto the distant horizon.

"Soon, my mate, wherever you are, you'll witness the power that runs in our veins."

Jimin, overhearing, chimed in with a smirk, "Someone's feeling a bit sentimental today."

"Protect what's precious, that's the essence of our power," Namjoon declared, eyes never leaving Seokjin.

"In the end, it's not just about the strength of the water but the strength of our hearts."

Jimin winked at Yoongi, the sparks in his eyes matching the electrical charge in the air.

"Guess who's the real lightning in your life, Yoongi? Spoiler alert: it's me."

Taehyung, the frosty demeanor momentarily thawed, spoke to the winter winds,

"One day, my love, you'll feel the warmth beneath the ice, just like they do."

Jimin teased, "Our ice prince is getting poetic, isn't he?"

As the laughter echoed in the aftermath of their magical display,

the dialogue was a testament to the camaraderie and connection that bound the trio together,

a trio of dragons ready to face the challenges of their intertwined destinies.

After the magical duel, Jimin turned to Yoongi with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

"So, how's our baby candy doing? Still being all soft and adorable?"

A soft chuckle escaped Yoongi as he affectionately replied,

"He's doing well, still loves his music and books. Jin can't stop fussing over him, calling him 'our sweet baby' every chance he gets."

Overhearing the conversation, Seokjin joined in with a playful grin.

"You know how it is, Jimin. Our baby candy is a delight, always spreading smiles."

Namjoon, curious, interjected, "Baby candy? What's the story behind that nickname?"

"Ah, it's just a term of endearment," Yoongi explained.

"Our little soft boy is sweet as candy, and he has this charm that melts your heart."

Taehyung, who had been silently observing, felt a strange tingle in his heart at the mention of "baby candy."

His gaze drifted towards Jimin and Yoongi, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

"He's the one who can turn even the coldest hearts into puddles," Jimin added, nudging Yoongi playfully.

"You guys should meet him sometime."

The tingling sensation in Taehyung's heart intensified, a mysterious connection to a person he hadn't met.

"Baby candy," he echoed softly, his stoic exterior betraying a hint of warmth. "I'd like to meet him someday."

As the trio of dragons exchanged words,

a thread of destiny silently wove its way through their lives,

connecting them to a soft boy named "baby candy" whose presence, for Taehyung, was an enigma yet to be unraveled.

The echoes of their magical duel still lingered in the air when an unexpected shift occurred.

Taehyung, the Cryomancy Dragon, felt an intense heat surging through his entire being.

A sudden warmth spread like wildfire, igniting a fire within him that defied the chill of his usual demeanor.

(-- his blue eyes )

His once cool gaze now flickered between shades of blue and molten gold, an internal tempest mirroring the turmoil within.

Veins pulsed along the column of his neck, evidence of the potent force that had seized him.

The air around him seemed to ripple with newfound energy, an intensity that mirrored the primal essence of his dragon.

As the heat intensified, Taehyung's breath quickened, each inhale a deliberate attempt to anchor himself in the face of this unexpected transformation.

The regal composure he often exuded wavered, giving way to a raw and unrestrained power.

His eyes, now golden pools of untamed fire, reflected the inner storm that raged within him.

Emotions clashed—a sense of urgency, the awakening of a dormant power, and an underlying vulnerability that accompanied the onset of the rut.

The sudden surge of heat brought with it a cascade of conflicting feelings, from the desire to assert dominance to the struggle for control.

Jimin and Namjoon, sensing the shift in Taehyung, exchanged knowing glances.

The playful atmosphere that lingered after their friendly match now transformed into a tense understanding.

In these moments of vulnerability, the bonds of friendship and trust became paramount.

They stood by, ready to offer support and assistance in whatever form Taehyung might need during this challenging phase.

The air crackled with an unspoken tension, a symphony of emotions playing out beneath the surface.

In the wake of the magical duel, a new chapter began for Taehyung—one that would test not only his strength but also the resilience of the connections that bound the trio of friends together.

As Taehyung struggled to open the magic portal, his body pulsated with the residual heat from the magical duel.

The once-controlled energy now surged within him, an uncontrollable force that defied the very essence of his Cryomancy Dragon.

His fingers trembled, yet determination burned in his molten gold eyes.

With a decisive knock, the portal yielded, granting him access to his room.

A room that, under normal circumstances, reflected the regal elegance befitting a prince.

However, as Taehyung stepped inside, the air instantly transformed.

The temperature plummeted, and an ethereal frost spread across every surface.

His room, now a frozen sanctuary, mirrored the inner turmoil he grappled with.

With a swift tap of his fingers, he summoned the magic that flowed through his veins.

The room responded, crystalline ice forming intricate patterns along the walls, a manifestation of his Cryomancy abilities.

As the magic surged, Taehyung's breath hitched.

The ethereal glow of the ice reflected in his golden eyes, now a swirling tempest of emotions.

His once stoic composure shattered, giving way to the raw, primal power that surged within him.

The leaf veins, a manifestation of his dragon's essence, wrapped around his figure,

an intricate dance that mirrored the complexity of his current state.

In the midst of this icy spectacle, a sudden wave of heat emanated from Taehyung's core.

A physical manifestation of the rut, the primal urge that swept through him.

His private parts throbbed with an intensity that echoed the surge of magic.

Wetness betrayed the physical toll this transformation exacted.

His buff chest and arms, already a testament to his strength as the Cryomancy Dragon, underwent a subtle transformation.

Muscles tightened, defining his form with a primal vigor.

The pain, a poignant reminder of the powerful forces at play, mingled with desire and the struggle for control.

In this frozen sanctuary, Taehyung grappled with the dichotomy of his nature

—the elemental power that defined him and the vulnerable humanity that surfaced during the rut.

Opening the zip as the urge surfaces "fuckkkkkkkkkkkk," taehyung throws his head back and hits it again his bed frame.

He's full-on panting now, gasping for air amid guttural groans. His eyes screw shut , and he furrows his eyebrows so tightly it hurts his forehead.

It's too much , the pressure inside of him.

It's hot and tight, weighs on his chest, and burns from the inside out. He wants to claw it out of himself.

Omega. Where is his omega?

He doesn't have. why doesn't he have one.?

Taehyung's mouth falls open in a long whine, something strangely dancing along the line between erotic and mournful. With full and raging erection.

He quickly reaches down to squeeze his knot at the base of his cock , which is so red applying the pressure he instinctually needs to be able to finally cum.

"~Hmm baby candy "~

The room, once a symbol of his regality, became a crucible for the complex emotions that played out in the symphony of ice and desire, testing not only his physical strength but also the resilience of the emotional bonds that tied him to his friends.

(ง ˃ ³ ˂ )ว ⁼³₌₃⁼³ bye hehehehehhwh 😈🤡~

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