"I'ma take you from this party, we might go and have some sex
Or we do that later on, now we lit like cigarettes
I thought you would stay with me
I'm yours and you're mine, I envy"

Rodeo - Lil Nas X

Spice - O - Meter: 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ (I think you could've guessed that)

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"You're sleeping in his bed tonight."

"I know. That's why I came here, I want to open and honest and tell you everything."

Taehyung threw his boots on the floor of his dorm, the sound harsh against my ears.

"There's something to tell?" His chest rose and fell rapidly. "Go right ahead."

I held up my hands in surrender. I'd never be afraid of the man standing before me, no. But I was afraid of hurting him.

"Nothing happened. We didn't kiss. He could feel that I was lying? That I don't feel anything for him."

The air zapped from the room.

"And what is it you feel?"

Someone knocked on the door, probably Yoongi. Taehyung waved him away through the window, pressing a button to lock us in tight.

"I-I told you. The male isn't ugly, for an alien. But that's not it. I think he was playing with words, twisting my intentions. I feel resentment. I feel rage, that he could see me as his even after he stole me."

Taehyung stepped closer, his espresso eyes taking me in head to toe.

"It doesn't take a magic alien to know you're not telling the whole truth."

"Not you too!" I stomped my foot. "I'm tired of being told my own feelings. I know myself. I know what's real and what's not."

I know my heart still beats for you.

Turning, I ran to slam my palm on the door and let myself out.

Taehyung chased closely behind, pressing his chest down the entire length of my back. Even though I was upset, it still sent a delectable shiver up my spine.

"Eden." He took his time to savor my name. "If I took you from the back right now, would you still picture me?" Then with his tongue, sampled the skin of my neck. "Or that light blue mother fucker?"

There was definitely something wrong with me. I couldn't keep pretending, I shouldn't be as turned on as I am.

His hands slid up my arms, wrapping around my wrists, fastening them to the thin metal door. I arched into him, a pulse starting between my thighs.

His deep, mahogany scent overwhelmed me as he nuzzled his face into my neck with abandon. I felt him lose himself, but not his authority.

"Spread your legs for me, Eden." I moaned, unable to follow his command as his tongue reached over me. He nipped the skin at the base of my neck. "Come on baby, don't make me ask you again."

He was hard, the evidence pressed into my spine. I ground into it, making him curse, before widening my stance.

My peaked breasts were flush to the cold metal, increasing the sensation as he dragged my skirts up my thighs.

His long fingers brushed the lace of my underwear, the sensation tingling up my core and into my stomach. "So wet for me Eden. Do you want me?"

"Please." I whimpered, biting my lip. I nestled into him.

He circled his fingers lazily over the material, his teeth gently scraping at the back of my neck. "Say my name."

"Taehyung."

"Louder."

"Taehyung."

He moved the thin piece of fabric to the side, moaning into my skin as he felt the glide of his fingers against my flesh. I drew back into the touch, needing more friction.

He pulled away, inciting a pathetic whine from my lips.

"Whose fingers are fucking you?"

His deep voice made a blush erupt all over my body. I looked over my shoulder, smirking.

"At the moment, no one's." I spread my legs further. "Maybe I'll do it myself—"

He entered with two fingers, pounding his knuckles relentlessly into me with every thrust. I involuntarily parted my lips, the spot he was hitting forcing all the strength from my knees. It tingled up my spine and straight to my heart.

"Yours." I managed to whine out in between delirious moans. He curled his fingers, before increasing the pressure. I felt like I was going to burst. "Y-yours."

"Hmm?" Taehyung panted in my ear, licking a bold stripe around the cartilage, "Even if you kiss him. Even if you want him inside you just like this. It doesn't matter, I have the one thing he can't ever fucking get."

I wanted to deny his claims but my words were stolen from me as his gripped my jaw with his free hand, kissing me with abandon. He swallowed my protest, driving home with every slick glide.

He angled his hand just enough to hit the front wall, that spot where he knew would send me over the edge. Because that's what he did. He remembered everything I liked, and brought me to my knees.

"Your heart is mine." The words were sweet, broken.

They fractured me in half.

My orgasm ripped through me forcefully, rippling. My abdomen spasmed from the sheer brunt of it, unexpected and almost too quick.

I'd been wound up so tightly.

Taehyung wrapped his arm around me, his head resting on mine. Holding me upright while I recuperated from the come down.

"I love you." My hands trembled as I embraced him tightly, his breath soft against my curls. "So much."

"Do you think he'd make a better leader than me?"

"No." I sighed. "I think Yoongi misspoke. No matter what crazy mate shit he brought up, he is useful. Instead of fighting against him, we should be using whatever knowledge he brings."

He nodded, now that he'd calmed down, he truly considered it.

I hesitated, not wanting to make the situation worse.

Taehyung mumbled against my skin, humming, "What? You can say it. Tell me anything."

I let out a breath I was holding. "He's not bad. Not in the way we assumed. That's what I wanted to tell you. I tried to seduce him on a superficial level, like we discussed, and he didn't want me. Not unwilling." Biting my lip, I admitted the truth out loud. "He's here for his people just as much as he's here for me."

Taehyung faltered before answering softly. "I know." He laughed. "It would be much easier if I had a real reason to hate him." He kissed my cheek. "I can't blame him for falling for you. And the bastard is kind of funny."

"Yeah, he is."

Taehyung groaned, "Fuck, why couldn't he have had six eyes and giant fangs?"

I giggled, the man tickling my sides before slowing resting me in his arms again.

He traced his fingers across my palms, writing words I could never decipher. But out of sheer luck, I caught three.

Don't leave me.

My heart caved as I gripped him tighter.

He smiled sadly against my skin, "I know. But I need you to be in love with me."

***

"You smell like him. Again." Jimin said, casually scrolling through a tablet. Wearing a clean alien version of a t-shirt and sweatpants. The cuts were slightly wider, making it more fashion forward than usual comfort wear.

He stayed away from the rest of us. Of course Mr. invadesmygoddamnprivacy got the best room.

I understood it was for scientific purposes. The air held 70% more moisture due to artificial atmosphere the Grays created so the Ir'Kons could visit for short periods of time.

The rest was because he was fucking galactic royalty.

It was a giant white room with sleek furniture illuminated by this world's version of LED lights. The ceiling twinkled like the night sky with them.

There was a kitchenette in the corner, an inlet with a little couch and a large transparent screen to stream, and a little bar area filled to the brim with liquid bottles I couldn't name.

There were windows on the walls and the ceiling, showing the night sky.

That created an unwelcome twinge in my heart. We couldn't see the outside from our dorms. The view was symbolic of how free he was, how he belonged here, and we were kept in captivity.

It was an open concept, like a studio, so the giant bed was close to the kitchen. It was circular in shape, but massive, the sheets soft and a light blue. The pillows looked fantastically fluffed, though oddly shaped.

A frosty screen blocked what I imaged would be the bathroom.

"Alright buddy, plug your nose. I already barely have privacy here already." I grumbled, sitting on the couch.

I could feel my hair starting to frizz from the humidity.

Pretending like this wasn't fucking happening, I took out a brush, hair gel, and hair ties. Setting up my station in silence, I got to work on braiding so I could protect my hair through the night.

"It's hard, when I feel it all." His voice was much closer than it was before.

I parted my hair, taking a single breath. You're not sleeping next to a hot alien all night that can tell you've been with your hot boyfriend. Twist, twist, twist. Nope.

"I can do it." He was sitting behind me on the sofa now, my body faced away.

I could feel his presence even from this distance, like a cocoon of suffocating summer heat.

"Hah!" I laughed in his pretty Ir'aithian face. He is quite funny.

"I'm serious." He sat closer, placing the tablet before me. Lo and behold, he was watching videos from Earth on how to braid. "Stella told me you were pissed about the humidity."

If I didn't have a grudge against him, this would be entirely too sweet. My chest flooded with regret. Was I being too harsh?

Wait a minute—

"Oh, when'd you see Stella."

"When we ate lunch together today."

Interesting. She didn't mention that. I also didn't see her, but she could've pinged my tablet. But why would it matter?

She's single. He's single. She doesn't have to tell me anything. She's under the correct assumption that I don't want Jimin.

"Oh." I said casually, not looking at him.

"You're saying 'oh' a lot. Is this a human signal for help?"

"It's a human signal for stop talking."

"Oh."

"Fuck you."

"So can I help you?"

"Fine. Only because my arms are already tired."

Plus, I was curious to see how well he did, gritting my teeth when the alien tentatively ran his fingers over my head. My body shuddered, and I wrapped my arms around myself.

Must be the cold.

When he applied the gel at my scalp and smoothed the part, it only worsened my mood.

He wasn't lying when he said he was good at everything.

The first strand was braided in a few seconds. I peaked over my shoulder to see his face expression tranquil, his fingers elegantly weaving. Entirely sure of himself, even though it was his first time even learning the concept, let alone trying it.

The lights from the ceiling highlighted the iridescent sheen across his high cheeks.

"You're staring." He smiled, and I jerked my head forward, face scorched.

We sat in silence for a few minutes. He started to hum some melody, which nearly put me to sleep with his delicate tone and strange scales.

"So what do you like?" My eyes jolted open at the intrusion. Go back to singing. "What gets your heart beating?"

He's nasty.

I slapped my hand on my chest, affronted. "You said this wouldn't be sexual!

He chuckled deeply.

"Humans are so strange." My breath caught when he ran his finger nails up the nape of my neck, a little harder than necessary but still playful. "It doesn't translate well. I'm just trying to know your passions, to know you."

"I don't remember much from my life before, if at all. So over six months, I've been trying to piece myself together." I shrugged uncomfortably. Not because of him, but because of the pain thinking of family caused. "My favorite color is silver. We all think I'm a Taurus."

"Taurus? Is that like a nickname?"

I laughed, finding his lack of knowledge cute. "No. It's an astrology sign. It's based off how the stars were aligned when you were born."

He listened the entire time I gave him a quick summary of the signs. The same spiel that Stella rambled on about, after she realized I didn't remember my birthday.

His eyes smiled, making him look more playful than his usual heated flirting. "I like it," his lips parted, "Can you tell me what mine is? I think was born in...October?"

The pronunciation was off, but it was disturbingly endearing. I must be tired.

"Oh, so you're a Libra. Makes sense."

Jimin's next laugh was raspy, so close to my ear. I couldn't hide my chills this time. "What about it makes sense."

I swallowed. Was it getting hot in here? "They're flirty. I don't know if you have a word for it but—"

"We do." His words were coated with self-satisfaction.

Clearing my throat, I continued. "Charming. Alluring. Generally likable. Pretty. Good at balancing situations diplomatically."

Jimin considered this, finishing up the last braid. "So then Taurus' must be otherworldly gorgeous?" His fingers strayed, slowly trailing down the side of my cheek.

I moved away, heart beating too fast.

"Thank you."

Jimin nodded, smiling genuinely. "Do you feel more comfortable to lay down now? More tired?"

"Yeah, I do."

It took some time moving to the bed. I brushed my teeth and got ready. Jimin probably woke up sparkling clean. I changed into a gray Henley and long pants.

For the first time, Jimin seemed unsure as he avoided my gaze. He gestured to the bed with his hand, which he so nicely flipped the covers back.

I thanked him quiet, settling in. Heart once again racing as I felt every press of his foot against the ground, a soft vibration.

He carefully pulled back the covers and slid next to me.

I faced away, but I could feel him holding back.

"I thought it would be easier for you if you were asleep. So you don't have to really consciously touch me." The confidence he held himself with was completely gone from his voice.

He sounded remorseful, insecure. Like any wrong move, and I would snap.

I turned onto my side, his silver eyes glowing like stars in the low light.

"I've been horrible to you, haven't I?"

"It's only because you believe I hurt you. I understand why you hate me." Remorse thickened his accent. He spoke ardently, "You're my mate. I would let you stab me in the back. Even if I saw you were holding the blade."

"That's not right Jimin. You deserve better. Someone that can love you with their whole heart."

"Because half of yours is with him?"

Breathe. Breathe.

"All of it is."

"Lie." Jimin said, irises beacons. Their intensity stole my the air from my lungs. "Try again."

Fuck. It's just words, words and feelings and they matched up but my body was weary. It's didn't know what to trust, or how to react.

"Because Taehyung deserves someone who loves him wholly, and it happens to be me."

"Truth." Jimin smirked, "honesty feels good, doesn't it?"

Frowning, I let him have it. "I am attracted to you, and there could've been potential. If Taehyung didn't exist. But even if he didn't, I don't feel like I can trust you. I understand your desperation, but you stole me from my home. I can forgive you, but I'll never forget that."

Silence. He turned away, silver eyes no longer lighting a path. We were drenched in darkness.

"Jimin." My voice sounded too loud to my own ears.

Had he fallen asleep?

"That truth hurt." The alien said after several more beats, dejected. "Maybe start lying again."

I almost laughed.

"You lie too. You say you aren't jealous."

"I'm not."

"Are too."

"What makes you think that?" Jimin grumbled, his pillow muffling the words. I was tired too. "I'm genetically wired not to be jealous."

"Whatever you say buddy."

"Oh, buddy."

Well that wasn't used properly, but I knew he wanted me to shut the hell up.

"I'm not buddy."

"You're right. You're my R'unith." There was the sound of fabric sliding, and then his hand found mine easily.

He threaded our fingers together, a tingling pulse emanating from where we touched to everywhere in my body. It was a pleasant buzz, not horrible at all.

Not horrible. Not at all.

"Sure thing." I said groggily, my eyes falling shut as he squeezed my palm to his.

The little name he called me lay heavy on my mind as I drifted to sleep, for the first time beside my mate instead of my boyfriend.

And I didn't hate it.

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(A/N: this has nothing to do with the current chapter buttttt When Stella is a self insert 🤭🤭✨ hahaha. Am I kidding or am I not?

Here is what the room looks like (AI did her best)

Vs their dorms (Eden would slap me for exposing them like this ) (this is perfect minus the window 👿👿👿)

I'm going a little chat GPT crazy but I hope it helps yall visualize things

The Saturn Saloon (I was so excited it actually put the words on the building!)

Ir'aith @ night

Ir'aith in the morning

This smut is a little crazy ngl I think I've finally stopped cringing at writing it HAHAH.

I know you guys will enjoy it, no matter what my fingers cook up 😍🥰😌🥰😍🥰

Sorry it's been a while with updating! I have ALOT going on right now, and I've been putting a lot of work into spreading the word about Tantalize. Again it would help me to like comment and share that story :) it makes me less stressed lol 🙂🙂🙂🙂