Still With You | BTS (Bangtan Sonyeondan) : A Sequel to 'Euphoria'

"You Gave Up Heaven So We Could Be Together..."

"God, you feel so good. Missed you so much," I moan out and I hear him sigh, the heat of his breath hitting my shoulder. He bites down gently on my skin and I roll my head back, feeling so overwhelmed by his touch.

It doesn't take long for us both to be right on the edge of our release. He whispers words of praise to me; telling me how perfect I am as his fingers sink into the softness of my hips. It makes it only that much more pleasurable. I'd never really given much thoughts to kinks and such but being with them has really made me realize that there are a few things that really make me so incredibly turned on and hearing the men I love praise me, is one of them. Hearing them explicitly express how good I am, calling me their good girl, is the most addicting feeling and I want it. I need it. I crave it.

There's no rush, no chase to finish. He just rocks into me, his hips swaying melodically, creating the most insatiable rhythm. His mouth continues to work it's way torturously along my skin as words of affection tumble from his lips like the most beautiful poetry. Sex with them is like instant Prozac; all of my doubt, my fears, my anxieties are gone. I no longer care about what my body looks like; if my stomach is flat or if my hips are too big because this body, the body that I unfairly and without justification punish myself for, brings them so pleasure and satisfaction. They tell me constantly that they love everything about me but sometimes, it's so hard to let their words overshadow mine. I have to remember this; on days where I'm feeling inferior or not good enough; on the days that all I can think about is the way they're surrounded by beautiful women with perfect bodies. They adore me, they desire me, they want me, they love me; every single part of me.

His hands continue to move up and down my sides as his mouth licks and sucks on my neck and shoulders. I can't form words, completely inundated with the pleasure and the immense feeling of complete adoration for the man that's showing me with every ounce of his body, how much he needs mine.

"I love you so much. 넌 없이는 못 살아," he mutters as he reaches down to grab my hands, interlacing his fingers with mine and pressing them into the glass in front of me. A moan spills from my mouth at his words and I feel the arousal burning in my belly and know that I'm right on the edge; the feeling of him twitching inside of me causes me to clench and I hear him let out a low whine into my ear.

"My perfect, beautiful princess. Come for me, baby," he pants and it pushes me over the edge. My head falls forward onto the glass wall and I feel myself come completely undone. I can't form a single coherent thought as only moans of pleasure laced with curses leave my lips. Only seconds later, I feel Hoseok's mouth back on my shoulder, muttering ' 쌀거같아 ' as his whole body shakes behind me and I feel him fill me with his release. He drops our hands from the glass and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him, kissing my skin as he pulls me back under the steady stream of hot water. He continues to kiss me as he slowly pulls himself out of me;  grabbing my arm and turning me around to face him, the water hitting my back. His hands are lingering up and down my spine as his nose nuzzles into my neck. I bring my hands to his neck and my fingers tangle into his hair.

"I love you," I say between kisses to his lips. I'm feeling so incredibly overcome with emotion for some reason. "Thank you for making me feel so good," I continue.

"I love you," he mumbles into my mouth, kissing me deeply.

We finish showering and I make sure to pay special attention to him, wanting him to know how much I love him and appreciate him. We get out and I start doing my hair and makeup, needing to be ready quickly since we accidentally spent longer in the shower than I had planned. I head to my closet to get changed and see Taehyung walk in.

"Morning Angel Baby," he says as he leans in to kiss me; the taste of his toothpaste lingering against my lips. "You look gorgeous," he tells me as his arms wrap around me completely, my chest pushes against his as he lifts me off the ground.