𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒 | 𝐊- 𝐏𝐎𝐏

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋

Chapter 25: Sweet Night 18+

Notes:

(A/N this chapter can be skipped. It's not smut, but they're adults in a whirlwind romance. So if you're under 18, fade out...and read the next chapter)

Taehyung stands up from the makeshift picnic and takes both of her hands in his, helping her up. He wastes no time pulling her in to his arms and kissing her sloppily as he begins to walk towards the door to her bedroom. She allows herself to back up, each step bringing them closer to her room, closer to each other, and each steps moving faster.

They reach the door, her body slams back against it. She feels him press against her so deeply trying to be as close as he can as her arms wrap around his neck and his hands slide down to rest on her hips. He reaches one hand over to push the handle and the door swings open wide at the weight of them, causing them to nearly stumble into the room. He continues to kiss her as his fingers work to undo the buttons on her silky shirt, pulling it out of the waistband of her skirt. Once it's open, he slides his hands over the bare skin of her waist and reaches back to unzip the skirt, letting it fall to the floor awkwardly as she steps out of it on her way back toward the bed.

She takes another big step backwards until she feels the mattress against the back of her legs. She reaches down to undo his button and zipper of his trousers. She feels his hands slide down over her bum, over the lace of her underwear and he grips hold of her, pulling her to into him.

His lips trail kisses down her cheek, over her jaw and down her neck. Her head drops back as she feels his hot breath against her skin, bringing every nerve ending to life at the sensation. She feels herself slowly falling backwards, held safe in his strong arms as she lays back onto the bed. He climbs above her, holding his body in the air leaving an open space between their bodies that she wishes wasn't there. His hand slides down over her breasts, tracing a finger across her stomach, and stopping at the top of her panties, slipping under the waistband and gently pulling it down, until they're released from her legs. He nestles his body between her legs, both of their button down shirts open, allowing her to feel the skin of his chest press against her as his tongue explores her mouth. She feels him press against the apex of her thighs, making her gasp. He pulls back from his kiss to look into her eyes.

"Is this what you want Hana?" he whispers. The sound of his deep voice whispering into her ear, his breath, tickling her skin, makes her shiver with the sensation. She is aching for him, and she can't hide her need any longer.

"Yes, Taehyung, I want to feel you inside me," she whispers back, making him moan at the sound of her words. He slides one hand down the middle of her body, leaving a trail of goosebumps as her breath catches. He takes hold of himself, positioning his body above her, just touching the wet folds of her sex before he slowly moves inside her, pushing deeper, making her cry out and grab his shoulders at the feel of him.

She lays still a moment as she adjusts to him, her muscles clamp down around him. He moans as his body shakes with the sensation. Once he is fully inside her, he thrusts his hips once, throwing his head back as he gets use to the feel of her warmth. She moves her hips, rolling her body against his and feeling a need from deep within, to move, faster. She raises her knees up and wraps her legs around him, pulling him into her. She leans up, straining to kiss his neck.

"Oh Hana, I don't want this to end." He can barely get the words out between gasps as he moves against her, feeling dizzy as all of the blood rushes from his head. She whimpers as she grips him tighter. The need for this connection was hidden for so long in her life, and now, the sensation has awakened a need inside her that is terrifying and thrilling at the same time. She doesn't want to deny this any longer, she wants to let go and be carried away by the feeling of desire, of need, and of him.

"I can't wait, I-" She doesn't get to finish the sentence as the knot in her stomach begins to unravel. The wave rises up inside her before crashing down in an explosion of sensation. All the sound in the room disappears apart from her cries and his body reacts instantly to the sound of her climax.

Every movement becomes forceful as he races her to the edge and in one instant, lets himself sink into the feeling, as though he's dropping through the air from a great height, feeling the wind rushing past his body, whipping against his flesh, igniting his skin. His body shakes as he holds his breath and then gasps. He looks down at her beautiful face, smiling as she lies peacefully under him, eyes closed. Her smile begins to spread as her eyes open and meet his, noticing the softness in his expression. He kisses her cheek, her nose, her lips, trying to kiss all of her at once. She grips his shoulders, pulling his chest closer to hers. He rests his head against her clay bra as he catches his breath and she runs her fingers through his hair, lovingly stroking his head. They lie still, in the quiet moment, each deep in thought about what this means, each feeling the intensity, and recognizing the change in their world.

He lifts his head to look into her eyes and she looks down at him, her dark eyes glistening with tears in the dim light of the room. He leans up to brush a stray strand of her hair from across her forehead and she regards him, staring at him curiously, as though she wants to ask him a question, but she isn't sure where to begin. He leans up, wiping a tear from her cheek and kisses her, gently, holding his lips to hers for a long moment before he pulls back, hovering above her. He smiles as he stares down at her.

"How is it possible that you are even more beautiful?" he whispers softly, stroking her cheek. She lifts her head up to kiss his lips, draping her arm over his neck and pulling him back down closer to her.