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Wicked Ways

A/N: Okay so here it is! The long awaited smut .....Kikah and Taemin finally do more than just--well, what they've been doing. Anyway, this picks up right where Monsoon Season left off. Since this whole chapter is nothing but smut, I'm not putting a warning. This note IS you're warning. So we're just going to jump right on into it. Enjoy everyone!!!

Taemin's POV:

I could hear the rain as it crashed against the windows of Kikah's bedroom. See the cracks of lightning as it illuminated the otherwise dark room in quick bursts of light. Feel the vibrations of the roaring thunder, strong and unyielding, in its assault on the ears of all the Seoul inhabitants.

Yet, the only thing that mattered to me was the thick pulses of liquid fire that burned through my veins. The consuming desire to push beyond boundaries, forget restraint and thrive in this moment.

This was the night that I have craved for 3 years. Three long years of having gone without her warmth. Tonight, we gave into to our desires. The pain and struggles of our past, became distant memories against the rousing of our yearning.

I watched her curiously as she placed her hands across my stomach. Following the rippling planes of muscles until they found their way to my sides, and she drew me nearer.

Placing my hands on each beautiful hip, I helped her lower herself onto me. Watching as a soft gasp fell from her full lips. Pulling her closer, I placed sloppy open mouth kisses along her neck and shoulders.

This was it.

There were no more barriers between us. Both of us had laid ourselves bare for the other. Tonight, there would be only passion. Only pleasure. It was something we both deserved. Wanted desperately--craved from each other, like the need for air or water. To us, this was a necessity.

Throwing her head back, she placed her hands on my shoulders. Rolling her body in gentle waves, she met me thrust for delectable thrust. Burying myself deep within her warmth, we fell into a synchronized rhythm of moans and exertion.

Just like waves in the sea, we crashed upon each other. Back and forth, with undulating hips and passionate kisses, we embraced our desire.

I needed to be deeper within her. Wanted desperately to fill her to the hilt with all of me; every single inch. Grabbing her thighs, I got on my knees and turned us over. Placing one hand on the headboard as the other still clenched tightly to my shoulder she rode my passion.

Taking one hand, I cupped her breast. Using my index finger and thumb, I rolled her pebbled nipple between them. Hungrily, my mouth sought out the other and I swirled patterns along her lovely brown peak with my tongue.

Even as the bed shook, and the headboard pounded against the wall, I felt like I wasn't deep enough.

I wanted her cries of pleasure to become screams of bliss. I needed to hear those beautiful high notes of hers.

I moved so that we were no longer against the headboard. Instead, I angled our bodies so that Kikah slightly hung over the side of the bed.

"Place your hands on the floor." I commanded roughly, voiced thicken and deepened by my desire.

Looking back at me, she smirked; even as I continued to pound into to her. "A wheelbarrow? We're going into a wheelbarrow. Okay, Tae. I see you baby." She giggled. Then quickly got into position as I stood up from the bed. Wrapping her legs around me, she arched up and threw it back as she bounced back and forth.

"Fuck" I moaned. It felt so good to be with her again. To be like this after so long, but I knew she would get tired fast if we stayed like this for too long.

Reluctantly, I sat back down at the edge of the bed as Kikah swung her body up. Spreading her legs wide, until she settled her back against my chest. Placing her hands on my thighs, she bounced on my length rolling her hips as her legs stayed in a split.

Leaning back, she used one hand to cup the back of my head and bring me to her waiting lips.

Placing my hand on her hip, while the other pulled her hair, I guided her to a slower pace. Rolling my hips and thrusting as deeply as I could go. I leaned back until my head rested on the satin sheets of the bed. Watching in fascination and amazement as Kikah spun herself around on my dick until we were back facing each other.

I don't know what the fuck I had been thinking 3 years ago, for ever leaving this woman. This goddess. My goddess. No one could do the things she could or make me feel the way she did.

She was my weakness, my strength, my lover, and my best friend. I was dumb as fuck to ever think NaEun had ever been worth this. Nothing, was worth this. This soul snatching deity was divinity in motion. Pure blazing passion and she was all mine. I was never letting her go, again.

I moaned loudly as she leaned forward and rolled her hips. Lurching her body forward until we were almost nose to nose, she smiled. "I know your not going to quit on me now, are you?" She asked in that voice that made me smirk.

"I would do anything you want me to do Kikah. You're my queen and I would gladly give you the world, if that was what you asked of me." I stated darkly, passion etching my voice.

"Mmmm, anything I want?" She moaned, grinding her hips hard against mine.

"Anything." I agreed as I met her grind with a thrust of my own, rolling my hips a little as she bounced.

"Sing for me baby." She commanded lustfully.

Smiling, I sat up and wrapped my arms around her. Bringing her body flushed to mine, I pulled myself into a squat. Watching as her eyes widened in surprise. Good, she remembered this position. She placed her hands back on my shoulders as I hopped off the bed. Leaning my body into its side, for support.

Laughing, I suggested. "Only if you sing with me baby." Nodding her head, she shifted her hips testing the old, yet new position, as I began to sing.

I sang about love and life and sang of Kikah's wicked ways.

Well into the night we sang, of pleasures untold and love unmatched. Our voices a perfect crescendo of synchronized love. The passion we felt only matched by the storm raging outside the walls of Kikah's high-rise apartment and filling the flooded streets of Seoul. This, was what I had been missing. What I had been longing for. I felt complete and content.

Once we were finally spent and consumed by exhaustion, I pulled her close to me. Refusing to pull out, I fell asleep still trapped within her love.

As I drifted off into a peaceful slumber, I realized that this was all worth it  and I wouldn't have it any other way.