A long chapter. I thought of doing a double update but sadly the next chapter isn’t ready. It has been such a long time and I felt terrible keeping you guys waiting. Hope you like this chapter, leave your votes and comments. Thank you <3

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47| “The desire to ignite.”

Taehyung felt his thoughts shrinking and ripping into tiny chunks while the murk of his sadness manifested into something enormous and sharper, snipping the threads of his resilience that were holding him together. He felt it as if time had stopped and his body was floating in some other dimension.

This couldn't be happening. This should be a nightmare. He couldn’t come back to the same place. In that damned, abandoned house while standing frozen next to Nina’s body lying in the pool of blood. Nina’s body was frigid, pale, and lifeless. Taehyung remembered the coldness of her skin that stung his fingertips. Her lips were a bluish shade against her ghostly pale skin. The long slice across her body was still there, still brutally torn open and challenging him not to bat an eye.

Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Taehyung chanted between his teeth. Not knowing if it was for him or Nina as his gaze cemented on her— he didn't bat an eye.

No, he shook his head, attempting to get rid of the pressure digging his chest— what was he watching? Was he observing how her chest wasn’t fluttering with every tender breath? Was he watching her reddish hair strands curling around her head like a shattered halo? Though, he did want to gather them in his hands to feel the texture. He did want to hold her. But it wasn’t real. She wasn’t real. Because Nina wasn’t dead in the real world and he was just trapped in an inescapable void of misery.

What punishment was that? How long does Taehyung have to suffer? Why did his demons couldn't stop howling and let him leave in peace?

“You killed me.” Taehyung’s breaths were suspended. The voice, the sweetest symphony, vibrated along his bones and left him rattling.

Taehyung watched how she was staring back at him, lying there with a big gash across her chest. Tarnished in blood with her pitch-black, soulless eyes she accused him for something he didn’t commit.

“Nina.” Taehyung called her, torn and conflicted. “What are you saying, baby?”

“You killed me.” Nina repeated like a robot.

“I didn’t—”

Then she said the words that would hunt him in his grave. 

“I've never loved you. Do you know why? Because you are a loveless, hideous monster—” She spat and for a second, Taehyung’s physical abilities fled and he was numb.

“You’ll only bring tragedy.” A sick curl occurred in the corner of her lips and Taehyung took his steps back. However, he couldn’t move as if he had no power to do that. Then he saw ghostly, tar-black hands whooshing out of the shadows and holding him there by his throat. This always happens. His dreams morphed into nightmares. It was an entire cluster of past recollections, bad incidents, and pure misery. And every time Taehyung thought he wouldn’t outlive, he did.

“A monster, that you are.” Her grin broadened, and the darkness in Nina’s eyes aggravated disturbingly. 

This woman wasn’t the one that he fell for. His Nina was the epitome of compassion. A whole jumble of living emotions. Right now the woman staring at her with those demonic eyes made him want to retch, flinch, and claw his heart out to prove that he wasn’t a monster… he never was.

Not a monster.

Never…

“Don’t worry, he’ll be fine.”

“I’ll stop worrying once he wakes up, once I hear from him that he’s fine.”

“He has no internal injuries but his wounds will take time to recover so better take care of it and if there's any issue, feel free to call me.”

“Fuck my head is throbbing.” Taehyung grabbed his head with both hands. His throat was jam-packed and parched, making it difficult to swallow. “What the fuck?!” He pulled his hair brutally until pain exploded in his skull as he screwed his eyes shut.

Hectic footsteps approached him, and then his name resounded. Soft and gentle, so gentle that he could tell the crinkling of his melancholy heart had smoothened. Nonetheless, it seemed to be coming out of a tunnel because the buzzing in his nerves made it painful for him to focus on other things. Things that he required right now to stay sane and controlled. Suddenly, he found soft hands caressing his face, tracing his cheekbone as the savage riot in his chest began squawking in elation.

“Baby, you are awake. Thank god!” Nina unleashed a sigh of relief that she was holding for so long. Her voice slid in his veins like hot water, coiling his muscles with ease.

“Fortunately, I’m finally awake.” Taehyung's eyes fluttered open and a feeble grunt ensued with a sharp pound in his head. Then Nina filled his entire vision. Her red hair, red cardigan, soft eyes, and lips. Those lips that he couldn’t wait to taste. The urge to ravish her mouth lingered, putting a thick crack on the surface of his forbearance.

“Look at me.” Nina sat beside him, looking tired yet so gorgeous, he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off her and she couldn’t help but sense the fear tendrils in her chest on seeing the swell in his jaw.

“You alright? Are you in pain?” Her expression was like the meager light of the yellow bulb as she was hesitant to touch the bandage sticking to his wounded face.

When he was unconscious, she caught a deep wound in his cheekbone and blood trailing out of it. So much blood that her fingers were stained and his shirt was soaked. For a moment, her panic suffocated her, crippled her heart with another dose of anguish. Amid her worries, Nina found him calling her name,  again and again, and it made her realize that she wasn’t alone trampled. Taehyung was somewhere out there struggling, floundering, and even more crushed than her.

“I’m not in pain… not anymore.” Taehyung sat up and fresh pain flared in his back muscle by his movements as he remembered how brutally that son of a bitch attacker had slammed his boots on his back. That hurt but he couldn’t show Nina who was already edgy.

“What was that?” Nina grabbed his shoulders, her eyes were dull with unspeakable fear as they roamed all over his face and body to search for the reason for his flinch. “Did it hurt when you moved?” Taehyung shook his head. “Don’t lie to me.” Taehyung discerned the quiver in her undertone, her hand flew to cup his jaw as she tilted his head as if she could see through his skin.

“Don't you ever get tired of being so beautiful and gentle?” Upon hearing that Nina leaned away in surprise. They stared at each other for a beat and then his face cracked, and a full-blown grin stretched his bruised lip. And fuck, Nina fell for this man all over again.

And the next thing Nina knew, Taehyung was grabbing her by the back of her neck, kissing her mouth with ravening devouring, leaving a splinter of desperation for Nina to pick.

Taehyung couldn’t care about the painful throbbing in his bruised lips. The dryness of his throat. Or the ache in his body because all he wanted was to fill every nook of him with her taste. Like usual she tasted like every beautiful fantasy he had knitted, she was even better than a fantasy.

She was alive. She was real. She was his.

The sound of someone clearing their throat broke the dazzle fogging the air. Taehyung tugged away in utter surprise as his head snapped at the guy standing in front of him with an awkward expression and apologetic smile. He was tall, his jet-black hair was messy and he was in his fashionable striped pajamas. Now, Taehyung realized that this guy had rolled out of his bed. However, he was smiling so wide with a perfect set of teeth that Taehyung couldn’t help but narrow his eyes in annoyance and a dash of curiosity.

Who the hell was this man and why was he in her home? No, why was he in her room in his pajamas, watching them kissing like a creep?

“I believe I'm disturbing you both—”

“Indeed.” Taehyung spat out in distaste, a sneer pointed at the man. His hand loosened around Nina's neck and gently slid down to her hand. “Care to tell who the hell are you?” His frown deepened when the tall man smiled and my god, Taehyung could swear he had never seen such a sunny smile before.

“Tae, behave.” Nina enunciated through the tight smile and pressed her fingers against his, giving him a direct hint to shut the fuck up.

“He is Jung Hoseok, our neighbor and the doctor who treated your injuries. Better be grateful, yeah?” Nina nodded her head to Taehyung.

“Our neighbor?” Taehyung drew out an alleviating breath, a ridiculous, boyish grin fiddling on his lips. Nina wondered if there would ever be a day when she’d look at him and not think he was blindingly beautiful. Even with those bruises, Kim Taehyung was flawless.

“Yes.” Nina smiled, the mere word said with such tenderness like she was trying to settle that information in his head. They belonged to each other and she was trying to hit that fact home.

Taehyung side-eyed the doctor who did nothing but offer him another smile which caused Taehyung’s eyes to squint over him. Not in skepticism but in amusement. What’s with that constant smiling?

Taehyung was good at reading people, he noticed the details, the posture, and the movements. Hoseok's whole demeanor radiated decency and unfathomable freshness with a fine amount of charisma. Also, Hoseok had such a handsome face that he could easily be the model of a Vogue magazine.

“Nina asked me to check up on you. How are you feeling now? Are your muscles working fine?” Hoseok inched closer to Taehyung and clasped his hand against his shoulder in a way as if they had been friends for such a long time.

“Yeah I’m fine, thank you for your help.”

“No problem.” Hoseok chirped like a bird. “And Nina, anxiety doesn’t look good on you, so keep smiling.” The candy-sweet comment made Taehyung’s brows dash up as his jaw muscles shifted.

Okay, Taehyung understood one thing Hoseok was made of sunshine, pretty smiles, and was the owner of a very exceptionally friendly personality. No problem. It’s a good thing. Everyone should be friendly and Taehyung shouldn't be jealous. No way, that would be so obnoxiously childish right? Hoseok was just a neighbor, a sociable doctor — Taehyung shouldn’t want to gauge his eyes out.

Judge him for being extremely overprotective and unapologetically
possessive. But then, let him judge every guy breathing in Nina's direction.

“Take some rest, Taehyung. This silly girl was worried sick for you.” Hoseok shook his head and Taehyung didn’t appreciate how he wasn’t just taking the hint in Taehyung’s steely silence— Taehyung wasn’t appreciating his presence.

Taehyung’s shoulders were hunched as his fingers tightened around Nina, feeling slightly bitter about how Hoseok was stealing her stares and attention. 

“I couldn’t help.” Nina said quietly, turned her head at Taehyung, and brushed her thumb across his bandaged cheek. “He’s too infuriatingly precious.” Nina swallowed the tight lump in her throat when he breathed out as if he was too exhausted.

“Uh-ha, my girl does act silly when it comes to me. Don’t worry, I know how to ease her. ” Taehyung kissed under her palm.

“Okay, love birds. I’m taking a lot of your time so I should go now.” As soon as Hoseok declared that, Taehyung found alleviation flooding in him. Yeah, go, just leave us alone— Before Taehyung could whine those words out, he withstood the urge. He knew Nina would probably pull his ears for being impolite.

“Again Hobi, thank you so much. I was so panicked, I didn’t know what to do.” Nina didn't remember how she put Taehyung on the bed and how her feet moved to Hoseok’s apartment and when she began knocking on his door. But she all did with buzzing nerves, and fear sinking in her blood.

“Thank you for your immediate help and it’s midnight, I’m feeling guilty for ruining your sleep. Sorry for the loud knocks.”

“Nina, I'm a doctor, it’s my job so time doesn’t matter.” Hoseok's reassuring smile ameliorated Nina. She only pulled away from Taehyung to walk Hoseok out of the door. 

“Who was he?” Taehyung tried to sound casual as he watched Nina enter the room with a water bottle. Twisting the cap, she handed it to him which he took with a quiet thank you and drank the water with big gulps, soothing his dry throat.

“I told you, Hoseok is the doctor-neighbor. You are asking me as if I'm having a secret affair with him.” A teasing whiff in her undertone pulled the strings of his heart as Taehyung eyed her removing her cardigan and tossing it on the nearest table.

“Red!” Taehyung was aghast. Placing the bottle on the side table and tossing the cap on Nina which she catched with a chuckle.

“Secret affair? Shut up. Don’t say such… such stupid shit. Now come here.” He offered her his hand which she gladly took and he pulled her closer until she was snuggling against him.

“You were glaring at him.” Her fingers brushed away the strands falling across his forehead and felt his arms tightening around her waist.

“You called him by his nickname.” Taehyung made a funny expression, eyes rolling and lips puckering.

“Yeah, because everyone calls him that.” Nina let out another ripple of hearty chuckle.

“Adorable.” Taehyung grumbled in sarcasm.

“Oh, you find him adorable?” Nina grinned, placing her hand on his chest.

“He has a pretty face.”

Taehyung wasn’t an insecure person and never was. He was one of the most exquisite and well-known faces in the modeling industry. More like he would make you uncomfortable in your own skin. However, it was one of those rare moments where Taehyung was vulnerable. Both mentally and physically, thinking about things that he never bothered to glimpse at the normal days. Like right now, he felt not in his best state with a swollen jaw and bruised cheekbones. He felt less attractive, less everything.

Also what if Nina realized how undeserving he was for her and left him one day without a word like she did once… Taehyung’s heart was wounded by that thought.

“Nina…” His words trailed. Should he ask her why she left him? Was it the right time to crack open the discussion that was nagging him all the time? But the moment was so endearing, he didn't want to ruin it with bitter memories.

“Yeah, every single girl in the building won’t shut up about Hobi. They always give him ‘I'll seduce you’ eyes.” Nina placed her head on his shoulder, staring at him through the curtains of her lashes.

“Mhm, but you aren’t single.” He mumbled, looking away. “You only have an affair with me. Only, I'm allowed to kiss your lips, hear your laugh and take you to bed.” He huffed.

“Why are you so worked up, don’t you know that I only have my eyes on you? Don't you know that every man is a blur for me when it comes to you?” Her finger hooked under his chin and she made him face her. She wanted him to know that it wasn't just a mere assurance that would fade with time. It was a truth in the stone,  it was the emotion scratched in her bones.

“Right, I’m the only one.” Taehyung breathed out. The overflowing glaze of love in her rounded eyes made his flared open confidence firm up with new energy.

“Did that handsome-doc-neighbor carry me to bed? If yes? Then I’m positively disgusted.” Taehyung imagined Hoseok carrying him in a bridal style, a grimace toured across his face.

“Nope, I did.” Nina pointed her index at herself.

“You did?!” Taehyung's chest winded with flourishing pride. His little girlfriend had carried an unconscious, corded-muscle man on her shoulder even when she was a jumble of panic.

“Is this real? This isn’t a nightmare or anything?” The nightmare he had turned his mind into a sauna room. The wave of anxiety clouded the windows, making every sound blurry with dread.

Nina smiled but it seemed more like a grimace. “I could pinch you if you like.”

“Don’t. Just stay by my side. You make me feel better. You make me breathe better.” Nina let his voice roll onto her. It was a good thing her heart was an organ, firmly caged within the ribs. Because if it weren’t, it would be happily exploding out of her chest and lying in a pulpy mess on the floor.

“So what do you think? Is it a nightmare?” Nina’s gaze softened and she placed a soft kiss on his untouched cheekbone, loving how warm he was.

“No, it’s real… because I can feel you. There I felt Abandoned. Marooned and astray. Here, with you, I can feel myself too.” Taehyung was eager, he was hungry for her and the comfort she would bring him. He couldn’t see anything beyond her. It makes his heart pound faster. With love. With fear. If he lost this woman, would he be able to survive the next minute in this world?

“Oh, Nina.” He felt an ache in his heart at the thought of losing her.

“What happened, Tae? You okay? Should I call the doctor? Do you need something?” Nina’s lashes flickered in alarm, her hands darted out to caress his shoulder and arm as she waited for his response.

“I need you. You are my cure.” He was fast to answer. His eyes were bothered and darkened with insatiable longing. “Can I have you?” He took her hand in his and kissed her knuckles. “Please, I just wanna feel you breathing. I wanna feel your life under my arms.”

“But you are hurt.” She cupped his cheek and melted when he leaned into her touch like a neglected puppy,  searching for a little tinge of comfort.

“Please, red. I'm begging you, baby, please.” At his plea, Nina’s heart shredded like ribbons. He had never looked this torn and humanly possible.

“Will you please, let me take you? I wanna make love with you, red.” With that vulnerable face, he looked as delicate as a glass and as innocent as she could recall. Innocent in a way where she craved to rain his face with kisses, so she did, she kissed all over his face, then his lips.

He was innocent in a way where
Nina wanted to nestle him in her arms and hold him for eternity so she caged him in her arms and felt his shoulders unspooled in relief.

“Yes, please take me.” Her mouth was all over his face, his bruises, and his neck and she hugged him again.

“Thank you. I just wanna love you, love you until I'm destroyed and have nothing left in me.” Taehyung mumbled against her neck and flipped her on the bed, her back meeting the mattress.

The next moment their clothes were strewn on the floor in wild carelessness and Taehyung was between her legs, running his palms in her inner thighs and opening her legs open for him. The pool of moisture trickling down her slit made his cock rigged hard with a pulsating ache of need to be inside her, to own her and took possession of every breath she took. Nina’s lips parted seeing the bruises etching his sun-struck skin. Her fingertips gingerly caressed the scrapes on the side of his stomach. They weren’t deep, they wouldn’t leave scars but it pained her as if they were on her skin.

“I don’t want you to be sad over it. this is nothing.” Taehyung grabbed her wrist and kissed her digits one by one.

“How is this nothing? I wanna kill that bastard.” Nina seethed but Taehyung had caught the glimmer of tears brimming her eyes. “What if something happened to you? What if I have lost you?” Nina shook her head. Her nose tingled, an indication that her sorrow would bust out in angry waves.

“You won't lose me, baby, I’m right fucking here.” He wrapped her fingers around his throat. “See, my life is beating under your palm. It’s yours.” Nina sniffled, feeling his pulse beating rapidly underneath her palm.

Nina always knew he was an old root within her, no one and nothing could cut him out. But she didn’t know one day she would be this powerless for him where just seeing him simply breathing, even blinking would give her ease.

“Mine.” She pressed her fingertips around his throat and found him smiling down at her. The smile reached his eyes as Nina found her lips mirroring his emotions. Her breaths became shallow and jagged when he dragged his cock up and down in her pussylips. The pearly pre-cum lining tip of his cock melded with her wetness, making it extra slippery and igniting their restless desires for more than the feverish strokes and feeble drags.

“I wanna be inside you.” Taehyung grunted, his voice was deeper and silk-like hot chocolate.

“I want you inside me too.” Nina mumbled, her hands curling around his biceps.

Taehyung notched the head of his cock at her entrance and, with no warning, with no words, and the loud carnal longing prowling his chest, he thrust in with a rough motion, embedding himself as deep as he could. Nina’s body jolted, her neck arched as she writhed to take him all. No matter how many times she had him inside, every time it felt as if her body was sparking like a live electric wire and splitting into two. Her cry was one of pleasure, soon turning into breathless grunts.

“You are made to stretch for me, red. Look at you swallowing me so good.” His gaze cascaded down, getting dazed after catching how her glossy pussy stretched around his length, eagerly engulfing him. Then, his both hands slipped into her red, unruly hair, their eyes locked and their mouths meeting for a feral kiss.

“Should I go slow?” He lifted his hips and tugged out of her for an inch, keeping the crown lodged inside of her before he pushed back in a little. They both groaned in pleasure and he repeated the movement, this time way too gently, hearing her frail mewl while she opened good and spread for him.

“I love it when you lose control, it’s one of the most attractive things.” Taehyung’s lips slopped at her flirty response, and then her eyes softened. “But, for now, I want you to be gentle. I want to feel you.” She cupped his face and he bottomed out, grinding himself against her clit until she cried for more.

The sex was sweet and slow and gentle.  He knitted his fingers with her and his body dragging out and moving in a slow cadence, digging every slow jab of his cock into the soft spots that he knew so well. Beads of his sweat fell onto her breasts and trailed down her belly. A throaty grunt spilled between his lips when Nina darted out her tongue and licked the lining of his jaw, branding him as hers.

He dragged his cock in and out of her and thrust his tongue between her lips, fucking her there too. Nina completely surrendered and submitted to the sensations, only crying for him to keep going. Wrapping her arms around him, sinking her nails into his back, and dragging them across his shoulder blades, she made sure to leave her mark. He hissed against her lips, loving the hurt from her scratches.

“You look so beautiful on my cock, your pussy fits me so well baby.” Breathes flee out of him into pants. “Your cunt is made for me, it’s tight and sore and so fucking intoxicating.” Taehyung’s hand rubbed the sweaty drops up across her belly to her chest and cupped her left breast, rolling and pulling the hardened nipple between his fingers.

“Addictive right?” Her eyes were lustful and the expression she had was siren, then one who knew how to toy with her lover.

“Yeah, so fucking much.” His eyes were wild as he appeared so vicious right now, feral in his need for her.

“And does my cunt make you crazy? Does my cunt make you desperate?” She cupped the back of his head in a possessive clutch, pressing her wet tongue on the side of his mouth. And when he darted his tongue out, she pulled away, stealing her taste from him. Nina loved watching how Taehyung’s mouth chased hers in eagerness, in hunger as if she was his fix to stay well-balanced.

“Not only crazy and desperate, baby. Your pussy makes me insane and ravenous. I'm a fucking rarity for you and I’ll show you that.” He growled out.

He leaned back and slid his hands down her waist, over the tops of her thighs, and then grabbed the back of her knees. Nina’s mouth was wide open when he pushed her legs open and pressed them back to her chest, spreading her even wider for his eyes. Her pussy was red, swollen, and stretchy around him. And, for a long moment, Taehyung just gazed at where they were attached as if he yearned  to permanently bury himself into her core.

“Tell me.” He glanced up from between her legs and into her eyes, right into the valley of her soul. Waiting patiently while his fingers splayed around her clit, rubbing and stroking the tiny bundle of nerves until she was squirming and clutching the bedsheet.

“Fuck me, fuck me now.” The next moment, he was slamming harder into her. They love the softness that bleeds within them but that was them— Feral, dirty, and frantic in need to possess each other.

When the bed creaked and her body shifted higher on the mattress by the force of his rough thrusts, he gripped her hips and jerked her down on his length, and thrust back in. Forgetting about his injuries and any damn nightmare that was lingering in some corner of his head. Taehgung really rammed into her, fucked her brutally the way his woman loved. The way Nina’s loud moans and the way her head was lolling on the pillow while she was gripping her hair told him that he wasn’t wrong— she absolutely loved that hard fucking.

“Yeah right there.'' Nina's hands skated down as she gripped his ass and dragged him down, clinging to him.“Fuck me there. Yes, right there.” And he did, he fucked her into a complete frenzy without wanting to go back to his sanity.

He moved his hips back and forth, faster and harder. Nina threw her head back and his mouth engulfed her tit, suckling her nipple. The wet suction of his mouth into her breast mingled with her pleased sobs as he pounded into her, spilling his animalistic passion that couldn’t seem to be shut. Every jab of his cock shackled her senses and shook her breasts. The sloppy sounds of her wet pussy sucking at his cock, the sound of the skin slapping, and their moans seeped the walls and turned the air heavy with zeal.

“I want you to go deeper.” Nina pleaded in the haze of lust. The delirious emotion had overtaken as her eyes blurred with tears and she flickered them away.

“My red will get whatever she wants” He pulled out so suddenly that she couldn’t conceal the pained sigh that left her.

“Look at you so eager.” He smirked at her hazy expression and flipped her on her stomach. His big hands cupped the groove of her waist and pulled her on her knees as her hands landed on the mattress. Suddenly, a seductive flush formed on her breasts and crawled to her cheeks in that placement. By the way, his eyes burned through her skin, she felt even more exposed.

“Did you just toss me, you could ask me to switch the position you know?” Nina uttered in a duh tone, feeling relieved that her shyness wasn’t apparent in her tone.

“Oh?” Nina whimpered slowly, a grin lightened her lips when his hand fisted her red hair and yanked it back as his lips dragged on a sliver of her spine.

“Oh yeah.” He dragged the tip of his tongue on the small lining of his spine. “Don’t act as if you don’t like it.” The delicious whisper nipped every inch of her skin and spiked a lustful shudder in her clit and she resisted the urge to rub her thighs together.

“I love it.” Nina lightly turned her head and winked at him. His lips broke for a smile when she puckered her lips, offering her mouth which he claimed like a man who was devoid of human contact. This woman— no. His woman knew how to play with his heartstrings.

“I know baby and I know you’ll love it when I leave my traces all over you.” He twisted her hair around his fingers before gripping the base of his length, lining it up with her pussy, and sinking into her heat.

“Yes… yes! More.” Nina was panting, her fingers clutching the bedsheet as she closed her eyes, losing herself in the sensation.

“I need more of you too baby.” He smootened his palm on the curve of her ass, relishing the softness of the skin.

“Am I tight?” Nina asked and gasped when he tweaked her clit, leaving a spearing craze, filling her veins with delirious giddiness.

“So tight that when I push inside your body, I can feel your pussy clenching and rubbing around me, begging me to fill you up again and again.” His obscene words clouded her head and kindled her blood. She felt him pull out so the tip of his cock was lodged in her before plowing back inside so brutally she was shoved up a little with a sharp cry.

Taehyung hips crushed against her as he pounded into her pussy harder and faster with each passing second. There was no stopping, no resistance as his hips ground out with frantic rhythm and then plummeted into her deeper with every thrust. Taehyung freed her hair and gripped her hips and rammed into her until he was sure her inner muscles were constricting with the need for orgasm.

“Don’t stop, tae. Don’t stop.” Nina chanted, pressing her face against the pillow and rubbing her breasts against the mattress. She felt a quick sting on her asscheek and then his palm smoothing the ache as she felt how good his cock rubbed on that sensitive spot deep inside of her. She knew he would make her come hard, squirming and squirting so she got him all wet and sticky with her cum.

He was fucking her so hard that Nina had to bite her pillow to muffle her moans down but to no avail, they kept spilling out. Her back arched and her toes curled as if she was consumed by frenzy and didn’t know how to deal with this mind-numbing sensation. In that position, she was full to the brim with his cock and she could tell her sensitive skin was glossy tight, and reddened around his shaft.

“Tae… taehyung, I’m… please—” Nina couldn’t form the right words, all she knew, she needed to get off. Her shoulders relaxed when he felt his nose nuzzling the side of her neck.

“I know, baby.” Taehyung kissed her spine.

“Inside me. Cum inside me.” She panted and opened her eyes, but they were barely parted, just opened enough to let him see her desire reflected at him.

“Okay.” Taehyung pressed a devoted kiss on the corner of her eyes, kissing away her tears.

His one hand stroked her hips, almost too tenderly, calming her onslaught of shivers and another hand traveled down to tease her clit with his fingers and finally her orgasm barrelled down. Taehyung felt his back muscles strained with tension and his length stiffened. His orgasm ripped through him and combined with her wetness, his thrusts slowed down as his hips rested against her for a short moment, not wanting this incredible feeling to go away. With a harsh groan, Taehyung pulled out of her and all his cum started to slide from her and trickled down between her thighs.

Taehyung gently flipped Nina on her back, yanked the tissues from the side table, and wiped her face all the while all Nina could silently admire him, her fingers tenderly running up and down at the hardy muscles of his biceps. Then she watched him wearing his boxer and walking to the bathroom only to return with a wet towel.

“Do you know one thing?” Nina mumbled as she braced herself on her elbows and eyed his masculine hand that was wiping the remnants of their desire between her legs.

“No, baby. I don't know that one thing.” The corner of his lips curled when she ran her toes on his arm, teasing him.

“Why don’t you tell me?” He swiped the towel over her thigh and glanced at her and then cast his gaze down to her naked breasts. They were red and sore and suddenly the urge to bite on them rushed back.

“That you blush from your whole body.” Nina grinned, reaching her hand to his bruised cheek and stroking it gently. “You are still blushing.”

“What?” Taehyung unleashed a hearty laugh. Crimson stained his cheeks, leaving nina cooed at him “No!” Taehyung tossed the towel on the floor and shook his head, still laughing. Did he blush during the sex? He had never noticed.

“Yes, you do.” Her fingers curled the back of his neck and she pulled him closer as Taehyung crawled on top of her. In the process, his lips were leaving a string of blazing kisses across her breasts to her neck.“Your whole body flush, even your face when I stare at you.” Taehyung hummed when Nina kissed him as they both held each other like unspoken prayers and broken confessions.

“if you say so, my baby.” He stroked her hair and nuzzled his face against her neck. Sadly, this time he was scared to close his eyes. What if this was all a dream too and he would again pushed into the same nightmare?

“shit.” Taehyung looked at her. “We were so loud! Oh god, hobi must have heard us. What if he heard my embarrassingly loud moans?!” A mortifying whisper slid from her and Taehyung bit back a cocky smile.

“Shit indeed.” Taehyung shook his head. Nina didn’t know that Taehyung purposely made her scream his name, knowing that the neighbor could hear them.

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*Sitting on his bed, hoseok is waiting for their intercourse to end so he can sleep* poor boy.