"Gonna leave you hickeys everywhere to mark my territorial property, so no one is going to touch what mine. And for you. It's going to be your reminder that I own every inch of you"
My lips trembled. He's crazy but I was always surprised.
If I opposed him, showing him my useless struggle, I would just provoke him. Or even worse, I just entertained him, turning him on even more. He was sadistic sometimes. What should I do?
My silence made him take a forward step and my nervousness began skyrocketing.
I lifted my hand around my chest level and gestured to him to slow down the thing. "Why-why suddenly you are like this again? Let's talk, um?" I tried convincing him.
He just walked towards me until my palms touched his chest. He totally ignored me and caused me to panic.
"Taehyung-ah, we-we can't"
He grabbed my shirt and I quickly held my shirt against him. I shook my head desperately at him. "Please no. I-I can't. I am married. Please understand me. Just for one time, please" I begged him with my teary eyes, hoping his sense came back.
His hands stopped trying to lift my shirt but still he was holding it. He seemed to stop to think about what I'd said. His eyes stared sharply at the floor.
There was hope.
"That's the point," said him and then shifted his eyes at me. Those eyes seemed agony and it hit my gut. "Because you're married, that's why we have to"
I frowned. "W-what?"
"You're actually don't even intend to get dirvoce at all, right?"
So, that was the thing that bothered him. I needed to convince him. "Who says?? I-I just still in thought"
He scoffed out of a smirk. It made me so uneasy.
Suddenly, he pulled my shirt towards him causing my chest to bump on his. He let go of my shirt and wrapped his arms around my waist. "I'll help you to decide then" he whispered in my ear.
I looked up at him and our eyes met. I saw lust in his eyes. It was showing. It seemed impossible for me to stop him.
"No," said me and tried to lose the hug but he held me really tight.
"Umph, Taehyung, stop. Please" said me again. I didn't yell at him because in the past, that always got him more aggressive.
"No," said him and tightened the hug. Then, he buried his face on my shoulder and sniffed my neck. He groaned, "I'm so thirsty of you"
This was dangerous. "I am going to scream, Taehyung," said me, causing him to lift his head off my shoulder and look at me with his emotionless face. My eyes flickered. He just looked the same as he was before.
"If you don't stop. For real" continued me and gulped down my saliva. I was scared.
Suddenly he walked forward aggressively, causing me to be pushed until my back touched the sink counter. I sensed a more dangerous position. He was pinning me!
I felt like I was losing my mind. He's not going to stop. No matter what I said, he won't!
I looked at him with my eyes burnt with anger. "What do you want from me?? I don't understand. What do you really like about me???"
"Your pussy" said him without hesitation.
I frowned and I became madder. "Stupid!" said me and punched his chest.
He chuckled, looking so satisfied with my reaction. "Babe, of course for now it's your pussy. I am so thirsty, can you get naked already? Show me your pussy, um?
I glared at him. He noticed it but all he did just give me his playful smirk.
"I hate you"
He scoffed again. Chuckled again. So annoying. "Hate me all you want, but today I'm getting your pussy no matter what"
I dug my nails into my palm. He's crazy. A real crazy guy.
No answer from me, so he started unbuttoning his remaining shirt button.
I started getting nervous again. My brain worked hard to find ideas and it did. "Jihoon!!!!" I screamed. If Jihoon was awake, I was sure he would stop just like earlier.
Quickly he covered my mouth. "Shh. You're going to wake up our baby. Why would you do that? Let's just surprise him with a new sibling, okay?"
I glared at him again.
He lifted his hand off my mouth and in a second, he smashed his lips on mine.
His lean masculine frame shaped itself against my soft curves.
He felt primitive, virile, all male. He really couldn't let her go.
He kissed my lips urgently, ravaging their sweetness.
I twisted and kicked, but he only kissed me harder, bruising the softness of my lips against his teeth.
I stopped struggling and started leaning backward to slow his kiss. But he just bent at me, as long as he could kiss me.
He stopped and pulled me forward. That was so aggressive it caused me to gasp.
He swept off my toiletries on the sink counter and lifted me to sit on it.
I turned my head to look at him. He didn't even give me a chance to take a look at him as he smashed his lips against mine right away. This time, he used his tongue to nibble my lips.
I was still trying to be silent as much as I could. I didn't want him to be turned on. I was just hoping he would only kiss me and not to intercourse with me.
Sometimes I pulled my face away from him but he just followed me, didn't want to leave my lips even for one second.
After a while, he lowered his kiss to my neck. And I was relieved, at least I had a chance to gasp for the oxygen.
But not so long, I felt very ticklish, my breath heavy again. His soft lift brushed against my sensitive neck. It's torture for me to hold my moan.
He started sucking my neck and nuzzling.
I brought my hand to grip his arm.
He started sucking aggressively. I felt his teeth too, biting me slightly. It was a pleasure. But also a pain.
I gripped his arm firmer and tried pushing him. "Stop! Taehyung ss-stop"
He ignored me and kept sucking. He buried his face deeper in my neck as he was so into sucking and biting.
"Yahhh" I yelled.
He gave me a last bite and he pulled his face away from me. He took one backstep from me to have a larger view.
I saw a smirk on his face, keep looking at my neck area that he bit.
I ran my hand at my neck skin that he bit. It was painful when I touched it.
When I just remembered this thing could leave the hickey, I began to panic.
I quickly turned my head to the back as I was already sitting on the sink counter with the big mirror above it.
I tilted my head upward to have a better look at my neck.
Damn it! I saw my skin reddened. This was going to be a hickey for sure.
"Beautiful, is it?"
I looked at him in the mirror. His smirk provoked me. I pursed my lips in anger and turned my head to face him.
"This is enough Taehyung!" said me and jumped off the sink counter. I walked past him but he grabbed my wrist.
I turned my head to him. "Now your boob's turn," said him and in an instant, he pulled me towards the counter sink again. He flipped me, got his hands under my shirt and he cupped my boobs.
I groaned when he slipped his finger on my nipple. My body weakened and I placed my palms against the counter sink to support my body.
He brought his face closer to my ear. I felt his breath brushing against my skin, making me want to moan more.
But I shouldn't. I had my senses. So, I still tried my best to hold it in.
When I finally had strength again, I tried removing his hands from my boobs. "Taehyung, stop, please. Let's make a deal instead"
He just kept groping my boobs. "Taehyung, please. Please this is not right. Please understand me. Understand what I feel. If you're in my position, what would you feel by doing this?"
He stopped and leaned and rubbed his face against mine. "If I were in your position, I told you, I would always love me"
His hands lowered and he wrapped my waist.
I frowned. He was always full of himself. This guy didn't know how to place himself as another person.
"Don't we look so good together?" asked him.
I looked at him and noticed he was looking in the mirror. I turned my head to see there too.
I saw us but quickly I turned my face away. I didn't know why but I was embarrassed at myself for now.
He flipped me, causing me to gasp. He leaned forward, pinning me to the counter sink again. "I love you, babe. Can you just let me in?" asked him and brought his lips over mine, he gently kissed me.
I felt softened for him when he did this to me.
He put one of his arms around my waist and pulled me into his embrace. I felt his thing hardened against me.
Then he grabbed my shirt, about to lift it but I quickly held his hands. No matter what it was, this was never right.
"I can't," said me and shook my head at him.
He clenched my shirt harder. "You can't because you care about his fucking feelings," said him under his gritted teeth.
His face reddened. He looked so angry.
"You choose him over me. Fuck you, y/n" said him and he ripped my shirt apart out of anger.
I gasped in shock. He removed my shirt and then pulled me inside his embrace to unhook my bra. "Taehyung, it's not because I care about his feelings. Or your feelings. It's about mine. I feel like a worse person. Doing this in my marriage"
"Your excuse babe. Why don't you get a divorce then? Why do you block me? Um?"
I just looked at his eyes without saying anything.
"Let's keep less talking and do it more now," he said and ran his hand through my hair, "I promise you, I'll make you feel all pleasure"
My bra was unhooked and I hugged him, causing him to be surprised. "Would you believe me if I said I love you?" That was so random from me. But I just said what I felt. He was my ex anyway. I used to love him and maybe there was still something left for us.
"I want proof," said him, lowering his head and he started sucking my nipple.
I pinched my eyes closed. The last sex I had was five years ago. Of course, my body still longed for it.
He saw her closing her eyes and sometimes moans slipped out of her mouth. He smirked in satisfaction.
He grabbed my pants and pulled them down with my panties.
I whimpered because I knew this was not right at all.
"Babe, shh.. Why are you crying?" asked him and wiped away my tears.
"I'm scared," said me almost inaudibly. Of course, I was scared. I was scared of what I was doing now.
"What are you scared of? You're going to be fine"
I shook my head. "No, I am scared. Very scared" More tears dropped from my eyes.
He stared into my eyes. I didn't know if he felt what I felt. His face was so emotionless anyway.
He wiped away my tears with his thumb and then said, "I want now"
He flipped me and pushed my head down to the sink counter, allowing him to fuck me in bending position.
I felt his fingers around my entrance. My pussy started throbbing "You're wet, you're ready now, babe"
I closed my eyes, biting my lips.
He unbuckled his pants impatiently and rubbed his dick at my entrance.
My body twitched.
His dick got wet from my vaginal fluid and he started inserting. "So damn tight babe, I love your pussy" said him when my warm pussy tightened his dick inside.
He started thrusting me when he fed all inside. He gripped my butt cheeks causing me to yelp.
I moaned softly because I had to hold it. I was just worried that I was too loud for Jihoon to hear from outside.
My moan encouraged him to thrust faster as his excitement grew.
My guilt haunted me again and I shook my head, and started crying out. It felt so bad. My cries punctuated each thrust. Faster and harder. Maybe he was annoyed.
After that, he flipped me to face him again. He pushed me to sit on the sink counter.
Then he inserted his dick inside me again and I growled.
He started moving his hips and I supported myself with my arms.
He enjoyed watching my boobs bouncing to his rhythm.
I lay on the bathroom floor. My breath was so fragile. I still shed tears at the thought of how guilty I was.
He was beside me, holding my waist. I turned my back to him after having his cum sensed in my system.
And about his cum, If I am pregnant again, I swear I would kill myself.
He really had me decide. I would get a divorce. I couldn't live with guilt like this. I couldn't even forgive myself and I didn't expect forgiveness either.
He brought his face closer to the back of my head. "I love you, y/n. I love you more than anything"
His hand reached mine and he intertwined with mine. "Let's get married. I will arrange everything. Let's have five children together. Let's have everything we can't do back then. Let's date in public. And I'll give you everything you want when you're with me" said him.
I didn't say anything and still sniffed away my tears.
"What are you crying about again?"
I shook my head, "You don't feel what I feel"
He rolled his eyes, knowing it was about how she felt bad for Eunwoo.
"Just imagine, you're a woman. You're married and you have sex with your ex" said me.
"I am not your ex. We never ended. And about those all, I just want you to get a divorce. If you feel that bad, go get a divorce quickly, baby. And us? Let's get married"
Easy for him. It was as if Eunwoo didn't have feelings at all.
"Are you cold, babe?"
I didn't answer that either.
"Let's get you on the bed. So, I'll go get you new clothes, um?" said him and got up. He put back on his full clothes and then got out of the bathroom.
His eyes went to the bed. Jihoon was still asleep. Then he looked for the luggage.
Not too long, he came back to me with a dress in his hand. I felt like Deja Vu. His choice was always the white color dress. It was his damn fetish.
He came to me and helped me put on the dress. I just obeyed him. My body was so weak after sex. He did it to me on the hard cold floor too and..
I hissed when he touched the swell on my body. Like he said, he really left a lot of hickeys on my body.
After that, he hugged me. "You're so pretty, y/n. You're like a very beautiful flower, I want to keep you forever with me. I love you. I love you so much" said him and pecked my head.
"Taehyung"
"Um, what?"
"I just read something on the internet," said me randomly. I did that when I was thinking if I still loved him.
"About what?"
"I read '' I paused and looked at him. He looked at me with curiosity. "I read if a woman has sex, she releases oxytocin, a hormone that will make her fond of the man. But if a man has sex, he only releases dopamine, which only makes him feel pleasure. So, are you actually just feeling pleasure? That's why you're so horny over me all the time? It just makes you feel good, right? You don't actually love me, right?" asked me and looked at him.
Actually I was curious about this too. Was it love or just lust? Back then, when he locked me, we had sex almost every day. He claimed to love me. But he did not really care about my feelings. I was very curious, about what it actually was. Love? Lust? Obsession?
"Um"
I frowned.
"Um, I feel pleasure but I love you too. Both, y/n"
"So, I am right. You're just doing this to me because you feel pleasure. Why me?"
"You skipped 'I love you'" said him.
"But Taehyung, you don't care-"
"Shh, y/n. You're overthinking. We don't only have sex. We make love. That's the better term. I love you, so I want to make love with you. Have children with you, marry you. That's normal. I'm not crazy like you think. And if you think I can't understand, you can't understand me either".
I didn't say anything.
He slipped his arm under my back and another arm under my knees, he carried me in bridal style.
He put me gently on the bed beside Jihoon. I took a look at Jihoon. He was still sleeping.
He pulled the blanket for me to share with Jihoon.
"Y/n" Taehyung called me.
I turned my face to him. "I love you" said him and his eyes looked so pure. I could tell I had a little bit of affection for this man even though it was wrong.
He kissed my lips slowly and I let him be. We had done worse.
He pulled out and rubbed his thumb against my cheek, he stared at me for a while.
"Take a rest," said him and went to lie on the sofa.
He said he's going home when he's done his business with me. But if I confront him, nothing will change either. I knew him. He was stubborn.
I turned my back to him, facing Jihoon instead.
Then I looked up at the wall clock. It's 5.46 p.m now. I promised Eunwoo to come back home tonight. I was afraid he was waiting for me.
And to be honest, I couldn't come back like this. I could cover all those hickeys but I couldn't lie to myself that I was fucking embarrassed to face him.
My eyes slowly closed as I felt very tired and sleepy.
I woke up and saw Jihoon wasn't lying beside me. I panicked and quickly looked around.
My eyes stopped at his small figure laid back on Taehyung's body on the sofa. Both of them seemed to be in deep sleep.
Then, I looked at the wall clock. It's 7.05 p.m. If I went out by now, I could make it to the 9.00 p.m bus ticket.
I pulled down the blanket. My body still ached from the rough sex but slightly better than earlier.
I looked at myself. My body was still naked under this plain dress. I should just quickly dress up, I could do it. But...
Jihoon?
I saw Taehyung's arm wrapped around Jihoon's back, holding him from falling off.
I bit my lips, that's going to be hard for me.
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