Due to the fact that the streets were almost empty at this time of the day, we reached our destination quite soon. Tae parked the car in a nearby lot, behind where the park began. He turned off the engine, but the music continued to play. I turned around in my seat to face him. "Does it really have to be over already?", I whined, which earned me an amused glance from him. But then he suddenly grabbed my hand and looked at me with those dark eyes, taking my breath away for the second time that evening. His thumb gently stroked the back of my hand. "Not if you ask me to stay with you," he replied, and I wasn't sure if he was secretly hoping I would actually ask that question. Our heads slowly tilted toward each other. "What happens if I ask you to stay?", I whispered. Our noses almost touched and I felt his breath tickle across my lips. He let a hand brush my cheek and then gently clasped my lower jaw. "This..." he breathed, pressing his lips delicately to mine. "And this..." This time he increased the pressure and pulled me a little closer to him with one hand on the back of my neck.

A soft gasp escaped me as I gave into his kiss and returned it. Only then did I notice the taste of mint clinging to his lips and paused for a moment. "You brushed your teeth?" "Just in case..." he returned mischievously. Indignant, I moved a bit away from him. "Um, hello, what about me? What about me?! I haven't had a chance to...oh god, I must taste like red wine and grease!" He threw his head back and laughed throatily. Embarrassed, I looked down at our hands, still intertwined between us. His free hand went to my chin and with an index finger he lifted it to make me look at him. "No, you don't...to be honest..." as his impenetrable gaze held me, he ran his thumb over my lower lip. "...I'm addicted to your taste." Again our heads tilted toward each other and we continued where we left off.

Not only his, but also my kisses became more urgent and demanding with the minutes that passed. When I finally climbed up onto his lap, my butt sounded the car horn for a millisecond. My hands cupped the back of his neck and from there started to wander over his chest again and again. His hands traveled down my back until they reached my waist and pulled me closer there. I felt the hard spot between his legs and rubbed my pelvis over it once or twice. Tae moaned, put his head back in his neck and looked up at me. "Demi..." "Will you stay with me?", I asked, gasping for breath. The feeling of having him just for me at that moment was overwhelming. He bit his lower lip, eyed me, and I could feel him, in his mind, already undressing me and throwing me onto the bed. That's when his hands traveled up my stomach, delicately over the curves of my breasts, and stopped at the back of my neck. "I'm all yours," he whispered. My insides tightened with thrill. The clock in the dashboard showed 4 a.m....

When the apartment door slammed shut behind us, I stood in the hallway, a little unsettled at first. Tae took off his shoes and looked around curiously. "And your roommate won't be home until tomorrow afternoon?" Briefly, I heard slight uncertainty resonate in his voice. As I stepped in front of him, smiling, he paused his scanning of the interior and looked at me with wide questioning eyes. My hands grasped his and held them for the moment. Then they traveled up his trained arms and over his shoulders to the back of his neck, where they rested. Gently, I pulled him down to me and kissed him. Instantly the tension fell away from him and he wrapped his arms around me. Then he suddenly lifted me up and pressed me against the wall, kissing me. "Tae...", I gasped. "Where's your room?" he murmured in a raspy voice. I nodded in the direction of my door. "Down there on the right." Another stormy kiss. Then he carried me there.

Closely embraced, we landed on my mattress. Taehyung lay above me and pressed himself against me. His kisses traveled along my neck while his one hand stroked up and down my side. My hand was on his chest, stroking down to his stomach now and then. Suddenly, however, Taehyung sat up and looked around my room. He cleared his throat to cover the gasp. "So this is how you live..." His gaze wandered to my desk chair, where a small pile of laundry was throned. "Demi's empire..." To prevent him from taking a closer look at my room in the dark after all - or worse, getting the idea to turn on the lights - I climbed onto his lap so that I now took up most of his field of vision. "Shhh...keep kissing me." He chuckled briefly before letting out a savoring sound and returning my kiss. Then he let himself fall backwards with me, so that I was propped up above him so that my full weight wasn't on top of him.

Again I felt his erection. This time even more intense, because I sat directly on him. I shivered with excitement. "Is everything okay?" he asked, not hiding my reaction. His deep voice chased waves of pleasure through my body. I pressed myself even tighter against him. He moaned and his hand ran over my left chest. Then both hands traveled down my back and disappeared under my T-shirt. A few moments later I straightened up and then pulled out my open bra. When it landed on the end of the bed, Tae's gaze burned with desire on me. His fingers slid over the material of the shirt - to the place that protruded pointedly. He gently took my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it carefully. Like a flash, the arousal shot through my entire body.

Tae spun us around so that he was now above me again. He started to unzip my trousers and slipped them off my legs. As he did so, kisses landed on every other exposed part of me. Finally, I was wearing only my loose fitting t-shirt that reached just above my bottom and my lace covered panties. Leaning on my forearms, I looked up at him expectantly. Slowly, he crawled half over me again.

Leaning his body against mine, he lowered himself beside me and bent his head down to kiss me. Then his lips moved to my ear. "Demi...," he whispered, and a shiver ran through me as his tongue set below the earlobe and reached down my throat. I gasped for air. My heart was hammering up to my throat. I lifted my chest toward him to nestle as close to his body as possible. His free hand settled on my right chest, massaging it as he continued to kiss me. Then it slid down to my belly, where it continued to caress me for a moment. Finally, it approached my pelvis, passed over my pelvic bone, down my thigh, then back up the inside and stopped on the cloth over my vulva. I gasped and pulled him closer to me by the collar of his shirt. "Tae..." My hands moved down, to the hem of his t-shirt. He understood and straightened up with me, not breaking the kiss. As we knelt on the mattress, I pulled his shirt over his head. Astonished, I looked at his trained upper body. The muscles rose and fell in time with his breathing. With one hand, I followed the lines of his muscles. When I reached his lower tummy, Taehyung quivered. I tore my gaze away from his body and looked into his face instead. His gaze was wild and he gasped heavily as he looked deeply into my eyes. Hesitantly and without letting go of him with my eyes, I groped for the waistband of his pants. He brushed off his pants. My hands sought his shoulders and pulled him towards me. Then he was above me again.

While he turned his attention to my breasts through my T-shirt, I repeatedly stroked the bump in his shorts. "What are you doing to me?" he moaned between kisses. Instead of an answer, I continued to massage the swelling in his shorts and he shivered. He wandered his kisses down my shirt until he arrived at my pelvis. His gaze once again searched mine questioningly and I nodded to him. In response, his hands slid under my shirt and held on to either side of my pelvis. He then slipped the panties off my legs before removing his shorts. When he came back up to me, he spread my legs by pushing himself between them. I took his face in my hands and ran my thumbs over his lower lip. As he leaned down to kiss me, he penetrated me at the same time. "God, Demi..." He closed his eyes with pleasure and threw his head back. I pushed my head back into the pillow as well. "Tae..." His hip movement was gentle and rhythmic. With one hand he steadied himself, with the other he ceaselessly explored my body. The kisses made sparks fly as he moved inside me. I drove him again and again through his hair and over his back. Mutually we swayed in our excitement higher and higher, towards redemption. The thrusts became faster, harder, deeper. And then the tears of overpowering rose in my eyes when we reached the climax at the same time.

Gasping, he lay half on top of me, his head resting on my chest. Lost in thought, I stroked his hair again. We were both shaking with exhaustion. Taehyung dug his arms under my torso and clung to me. He took my right leg between his legs. "Demi..." he murmured tiredly. I tilted my head to get a better look at him. "Yes?", I whispered. He just smiled - his eyes kept falling shut, but he fought to stay awake a little moment longer. "I think..." he mumbled. "I never want to leave here again..." Now fatigue had won after all. His head sank back between my breasts and the steady breathing indicated that he had now fallen asleep. I grinned inanely and glanced at the window. The sky was already turning a soft pink under the rising sun. My eyelids became heavy like stones all at once. So I closed my eyes, concentrated on Tae's body on me and followed him into the world of dreams.