Royal Messages: Love Beyond the Screen || Kim Teahyung

Chapter 14: Temptation and Tradition

As Taehyung and Y/N remained locked in their cozy embrace on the couch, their fingers intertwined, the atmosphere around them simmered with a mixture of love and unspoken desires. The room, bathed in the soft, golden glow of the afternoon sun, seemed to cocoon them in their own world.

Taehyung's thumb gently caressed Y/N's cheek, his touch tender and affectionate. His eyes, filled with a depth of emotion, never left her face. He felt a sense of urgency building within him, a need to address the important matter that had been weighing on his mind.

"Y/N," he began, his voice low and sensual, "there's something else I need to discuss with you." His lips brushed against her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine.

Y/N turned her head slightly, her heterochromatic eyes meeting his with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation. "What is it, Tae?" she asked, her voice a soft murmur.

Taehyung's lips moved along the delicate curve of Y/N's neck, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. He left a trail of soft kisses as he murmured in a low, sultry tone, "I'm going to have to introduce you to my parents very soon."

His voice held a sensual cadence, making every word feel like a caress against her skin. Y/N's heart quickened as she absorbed the gravity of his words. Taehyung continued to pepper her neck with kisses, each one a testament to his affection and the possessiveness he couldn't conceal.

"And that, my princess," he whispered, his voice brimming with a possessive intensity, "means they will expect me to propose to you." The word "princess" dripped with a sensuality that sent a rush of desire coursing through her. His lips left a trail of kisses along the curve of her neck, his mouth trailing lower and lower. Y/N squirmed beneath his touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips. His possessive tone sent a thrill of desire coursing through her.

As Taehyung continued to lavish her neck with affectionate kisses, his hands moved to hold her hips gently but firmly, keeping her in place. He felt her squirming, her body reacting to his touch, and he couldn't help but revel in the power he held over her.

Y/N threw her head back, exposing more of her neck to his fervent kisses. Her breath hitched as Taehyung's lips found a sensitive spot, and he sucked gently, leaving a mark that would serve as a visible reminder of their passion.

Taehyung's fingers trailed up from her hips to her throat, his touch possessive and dominant. He held her throat with a firmer grip, not enough to hurt but enough to make her pulse quicken. His thumb pressed gently against her throat, exerting a slight pressure that sent shivers down her spine.

Y/N squirmed beneath his touch, her body reacting to his dominance. The air around them seemed to thicken, charged with an electrifying tension. Her breaths came in shallow gasps as Taehyung's lips brushed against her ear once again, his voice a sultry whisper.

"Y/N," he murmured sensually, his breath hot against her skin, "I would really like to make love to you right now." His words hung in the air, heavy with desire, and his grip on her throat tightened ever so slightly.

The sensation of his fingers against her skin sent a rush of heat through her body. She could feel her heart racing, and her cheeks flushed with desire. Taehyung's dominance was like a drug, intoxicating and irresistible, and she couldn't help but submit to it.

But then, with a regretful sigh, Taehyung released his grip on her throat and pulled away, his voice filled with longing and restraint. "But I can't," he continued, his voice husky with desire, "not until we're married. It's a tradition, my love."

Taehyung's lips found hers in a passionate kiss once again. Their tongues danced in a heated tango, their mouths melding together with an almost desperate hunger. Taehyung's hands slid along Y/N's back, pulling her closer to him, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. The sensation of her against him was electric, sending shivers of desire down his spine.

But as the seconds turned into minutes, Taehyung's self-control waged a relentless battle against his burning desire. Reluctantly, he began to pull away, his lips parting from hers with a soft, sensual sigh. Their breaths mingled, hot and heavy, as he gazed into her eyes, his own filled with smoldering desire.

"I'm sorry, my love," he husked, his voice thick with pent-up passion, "but I have to be patient." His fingers gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch tender even in the midst of their desire.

Y/N's chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to catch her breath, her lips slightly swollen from their passionate kiss. Her eyes remained locked onto Taehyung's, her own filled with a mix of frustration and longing.

She let out a soft, almost desperate whimper, her fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt as if unwilling to let him go. "Tae," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper, "I want you so much."

Taehyung's heart ached with the same desire, but he knew that he had to uphold tradition, at least for now. He leaned in, pressing a series of tender kisses along her jawline and down her neck, his lips soft and gentle against her heated skin.

"I know, princess," he murmured between kisses, "believe me, I want you too." His lips found the sensitive spot on her neck once again, and he sucked gently, leaving another mark as a testament to their passion.

Y/N's fingers curled into his hair as she arched her neck, offering herself to his kisses. Her voice was a sultry, pleading murmur as she spoke, "Tae, please, I need you."

Taehyung's desire surged at her words, and he moved to capture her lips in another searing kiss, their mouths colliding with an almost desperate need. His tongue traced the contours of her lips, seeking entrance, and she eagerly granted it, their tongues once again entwined in a heated dance.

But even as their passion threatened to consume them, Taehyung maintained his restraint. He pulled back once more, his breaths ragged, his lips hovering just inches from hers. His eyes bore into hers, filled with a mixture of desire and regret.

"I promise, princess," he said, his voice husky and filled with sincerity, "when the time is right, I'll make you mine in every way possible." His fingers caressed her cheek, a loving gesture amidst the intensity of their desire.

Y/N nodded, her own desire burning within her, but she understood and respected his commitment to tradition. As they cuddled close on the couch, their bodies still tingling with unfulfilled desires, she couldn't help but feel a profound sense of longing for the day when they could truly be together.

Their embrace remained intimate, their fingers still intertwined, as they settled into a comfortable silence. But the weight of a different matter lingered in the air.

Taehyung's gaze softened as he looked at Y/N, his thumb gently caressing her cheek. "Y/N," he began, his voice filled with determination, "I won't let those bullies at college hurt you again."

Y/N hesitated for a moment, torn between her desire to protect her education and her growing reliance on Taehyung's presence. She finally spoke, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "But Tae, I can't just stop going to college. My future depends on it."

Taehyung's eyes bore into hers, his look dominant and possessive. "I know, my princess," he said firmly, his tone brooking no argument, "but until I've done something about Jiyeon and her friends, you're not going back to college."

Y/N opened her mouth to protest, but the intensity of Taehyung's gaze silenced her. She could see the determination in his eyes, the unwavering resolve to protect her at any cost.

After a moment of internal struggle, Y/N finally nodded, her voice resigned but filled with gratitude. "Alright, Tae," she conceded, "I trust you. But please, be careful."

Taehyung's lips curved into a reassuring smile, and he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I will," he promised, his voice filled with sincerity. "I'll make sure you're safe, no matter what."

As they settled into the evening, their cuddle on Y/N's couch continued, their bodies entwined, and their hearts bound by a love that was growing stronger with each passing moment. In the face of challenges and traditions, they were determined to navigate this new chapter of their lives together, with unwavering devotion and unspoken desires that simmered beneath the surface.