My Idol

twelve

He closed his eyes, letting his head fall back slightly, the hand that was in your hair suddenly moving to your waist, and you felt him grasp the towel with that one as well, causing it to finally release where it had been tucked around you.

Your small gasp made him straighten up, looking into your eyes again, as you felt the towel falling away, and he saw it to. His eyes widened, watching the curve of your breasts being exposed, and he knew all he had to do was back up an inch for the towel to fall completely.

His eyes met yours again, and your hands slid down to his chest, as he stepped back just enough, his hands falling away, the towel slipping. Your eyes stayed locked on his as you felt it slide down your body, pooling around your feet. You slid your hands lower, down to his stomach, your fingers curled into his t-shirt, tugging it up, wanting to touch him. He allowed you to lift it, raising his arms as you pushed it up, and he finished pulling it off, tossing it aside.

Your hands slid back down, your fingers gliding along his chest. He was perfect. His skin was tan, His body was muscular, yet lean, and you wanted to touch him everywhere. You let your hands travel down, to his stomach, and you felt him tighten it up as you let your fingers dance across his skin, moving to his sides as you leaned closer, pressing your body to his again.

Your breasts flattened against his chest, the contact making your nipples harden instantly. Your hands moved around, feeling the muscles in his back tense up under your touch as you slid them up, only to slowly drag your nails gently back down his skin.

He shivered, his mouth falling open as his head rolled back, and you wanted so bad to mark him as he had done to you. But something told you that you shouldn't. You obeyed, and didn't leave marks, but you couldn't resist kissing and licking his neck,  nibbling lightly on his jaw, before finding his lips again, and kissing them softly.

His hands were on your waist again, warm, as they slid up your sides, coming to rest below your breasts, his thumbs rubbing circles against your rib cage. You trembled, wanting to feel his touch everywhere, on every inch of your skin. His hands slid around, moving over your back, causing you to shiver even though it felt like a trail of molten lava oozing along every place he had touched you.

The bed was only a step behind you, and he took advantage of it, leaning into you, forcing you to step back. Your legs hit the edge of the bed, and you sat, not having much of a choice. You were now looking at his bellybutton, as well as the button on his jeans. You curiously brought up a hand, your finger tracing a circle around his navel, before sliding down, stopping just above the button you so desperately wanted to undo. But you were hesitant, unsure of what his reaction would be, so you started to withdraw your hand, only to have him catch it in his, and guide it back to where it was.

"You do it" he breathed out.

With bated breath, you carefully released the button, your bottom lip between your teeth, your heart in your throat. You could tell that his dick was straining against the snug fabric covering it, and you were as eager as you were nervous.

His hand slid into your hair, his fingers gently running thru it. It was still damp, and he loosened some of the tangles, as he played with it. His other hand hung at his side, and as you slowly slid his zipper down, his fingers curled, his hand clenching into a tight fist.

The waistband of his underwear peeked out, and you had an irresistible urge to kiss the expanse of skin between that and his navel. You heard him suck in a breath as you leaned forward, and brushed your lips across his skin. His fingers curled into your hair, the other hand suddenly on your shoulder, and it was as if his two hands were fighting with each other. The one on your shoulder almost seemed to be trying to hold you back, but the one in your hair was holding you in place.

Your breath fanned across his stomach, and your tongue darted out, licking his skin, then softly blowing on it. You heard him groan, felt his grip tighten in your hair. You kissed the spot you just cooled, as your hands settled on his thighs, squeezing lightly. He was breathing hard, and you glanced up to see his eyes closed, mouth opened, his tongue at that moment gliding across his top lip.

You were sure you had never wanted anyone before, maybe you thought you had, but no...this was a new feeling. This heat, this throbbing between your legs, the literal ache, you wanted him. You needed him.

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A/n: more smut to come...

Also...saw BTS live last night! It was amazing. 🤗 I miss them so much right now. 😭

(2/24/19-It has come to my attention that I never mentioned that you are all on birth control! 😂 Sorry, I don't want to trigger anyone... it was in my head, and even in my notes, I just somehow forgot to edit it into a chapter. I fixed it! Don't worry, you and Tae aren't ready for any little Tae's just yet...😏)