My Idol

twenty

He was once again sitting, pulling you onto his lap, your knees hugging his hips, as you felt his engorged length pressed against your center. You tilted your hips, pressing into him, shaking as your clit made contact with his shaft.

"Fuucck" he growled. "I need you right now y/n."

His fingers dug into your hips as he urged you to lift them, and you felt his dick move into place as if it were drawn by an invisible magnet, the head pressing into you. You were so wet. You lowered yourself onto him, hearing his hiss of pleasure as he slid into you, filled you up. You could feel him pulse inside of you.

You liked the feeling of being in control, and you moved slowly at first, wanting to draw it out, to make it last. But your body had other plans, needing that release that it knew was coming. You began moving faster, unable to stop yourself, bouncing up and down, your breasts jiggling, fingers digging into his shoulders, holding yourself steady as his hands held your waist.

Suddenly you felt his hips rise, his movements freezing briefly as he threw his head back, his face contorted in pleasure. He pumped his hips, your walls tightening and releasing around him, and you watched his face, his eyes closed, his teeth clenched, little breathy moans leaving him as he came.

You felt that tingling sensation, getting stronger, a guttural noise leaving your lips as the coil inside you threatened to release.

"Cum for me y/n..." you heard him breathe out, and that's all it took. You were riding a tidal wave called ecstasy, holding on for dear life, rising up so high you felt you could touch the heavens. You wanted to stay, but knew it couldn't be, it was only meant to last a brief, euphoric moment.

You spun, slowly falling back to earth, your body pressed into his, as he lay back on the bed, his arms cradling you. It was an awkward position, his legs hanging off the bed, you straddling his lap, your legs bent at the knees on either side of him. But as you lay on his chest, feeling him still inside you, you believed you had never been more content.

His hands moved, his fingers splayed, gently massaging your back, and if it weren't for the unnatural position you were in, you were sure you could have fallen asleep.

You decided to sit up, feeling like he might like to as well. As you pulled yourself up, you looked down at him, his beautiful brown eyes, his perfectly symmetrical face, the cute freckle on his nose, his soft, pink lips, his angelic blond hair that you now knew was temporary, and you couldn't help but smile.

He narrowed his eyes at you, his hands sliding down to rest at your hips. "What?"

"You're perfect. Absolutely perfect." It wasn't just his appearance. It was so much more. His appearance just added to the perfection that was Kim Taehyung.

"Nobody's perfect, y/n. We all have flaws. But when we find the one person who's perfect for us, even their flaws become perfect, so much so that we don't see them."

You felt your heart skip a beat, your breath catching in your throat. His eyes sparkled as he looked at you, a small smile on his lips. You wanted to stay right here, in this moment, forever. 

He lifted himself, resting on his elbows, gazing at you. You felt him still hard inside you, and your mischievous side decided to come out and play.

You gazed at him seductively, and squeezed your walls around him as tightly as you could, moving your hips just a bit. You watched as his eyes widened in surprise, hearing him gasp, and then moan. He lowered himself back down, finding your hands, intertwining his fingers thru yours, giving you some stability as you moved your hips more.

You moved slowly this time, wanting to take your time, feel everything, remember each detail. You stared at his face as he watched you, his penetrating gaze sparkling like millions of stars in the galaxy. His eyes twinkled, a hint of something you couldn't quite name flashing across them, before his lashes fluttered over them, his eyelids closing, taking away any chance to figure out what may have been reflected there.

You saw his adam's apple bob, watched his chest rise and fall. You wished he'd taken his shirt off, so that you could touch him, skin to skin.

You pushed his hands, leaning down, pressing them against the bed on either side of his head. His eyes opened, meeting yours, only to close again as your lips met his, moving softly. You placed small, wet, noisy kisses against lips, nibbling, pulling his lips between yours, tasting, teasing.

You wanted the control, liked feeling like you were holding him where you wanted him, but it was only a fantasy. He was stronger than you, and he pulled his hands free of yours, sliding them into your hair, his lips coaxing yours opened, his tongue invading your mouth. He tasted like cocoa, his tongue warm as it danced with yours.

Your hips continued to move, slightly quicker. Your hands had moved to his hair, and his were suddenly at your hips. Before you knew what was happening, he broke the kiss, and flipped you both over, before he was kissing you again.

He picked up the pace, pumping his hips, sliding into you harder each time. Without breaking his rhythm, he raised up, his hands sliding under you, lifting your hips as he came to his knees. He lifted your legs, bringing them to his shoulders, your ass resting on his thighs. Once he had your legs where he wanted them, he straightened up, his hands under your hips, holding you there.

Your fists curled into the sheets under you, partly in an attempt to hold yourself there, as he moved his hips, his dick thrusting into you forcefully, deeply, causing a new sensation to begin.

You didn't know what was happening, but it suddenly felt as if there was a molten ball of fire, growing, getting bigger. It was spreading, from the center of your pelvis out. It traveled slowly, each thrust of his hips causing it to grow more. It moved down your limbs, reaching your fingertips and toes.

You were panting, your head was on fire, and you moaned loudly as your whole body tensed, and seemed to glow like a giant camera flash going off, but dimming ever so slowly as you relaxed. You were unable to move, your muscles felt like overstretched rubber bands that were now useless.

Tae lowered you back to the bed, coming down to rest over you, holding himself up as he continued to thrust into you, chasing his own release. You were aware of him above you, but you couldn't participate, barely having the energy to open your eyes.

But you did, and you watched him as he reached his climax, pumping into you, only to feel your body flash once more, and you moaned weakly.

He moved away, and you called for him, feeling his arms around you as he pulled you to him, holding you as you lay limply against him. He kissed your forehead, caressing your face gently, then kissed your lips softly.

"God Y/n, you're so beautiful." He sounded so far away as he spoke, but you knew he held you close, and that eased your worries. You smiled, closing your eyes, sleep pulling you in. You had never been so exhausted, or felt so alive, and you had no idea how you could feel both at once.

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A/N: Sorry, I know this is a long chapter. Guess I got carried away with myself. Also, I know my smut sucks... that shit's hard to write, especially when your writing it about your bias.😜

Anyway, thanks again if your reading this, and please, please, vote! I'd really appreciate it! Muah 😚