SHADES OF SILVER. KTH | 21+

chapter 15

Storm's POV.

The faint sound of wind from the ceiling fan echoed against my ear while the lecturer was taking class.

It was so calm yet I didn't listen to class cause even though my body was in here, my mind was so far away from all this reality.

Butterfly, butterfly
Come fly, fly~
Yellow butterfly, white butterfly
Come here while dancing~

I hummed the song which I used to sing with my dada while my hand was working on the book which I keep close to my heart.

"Fuck" I heard a mumbling.

Right the fucking bitch beside me.

As always I was sitting on my seat alone but an chick decided sit beside me and I could feel her eyes on me.

Petals dance in the breeze too
Smiling, smiling and laughing~

I bite my lower lip as I observed the picture that I drawed, not only me but also the young girl beside me too.

It was an drawing of Taehyung sitting on a messy bed half naked with a chocker on his defined manly neck. Leaning to back his muscles was so evident with his sharp features. Sitting on his lap straddling him was an naked girl with sholder length thick hair, back arched, evident yet messy tattoos on her back which was a bit blurry, kissing or more like sucking on his face cheek while his dark eyes was looking at front. His face held a little hinch of lust, but still there was more of a daring Aurora.

His both hands was tied with a bra just like how I remembered. Veiny long hands tied and it was resting on girl's butt. Holding or more like pulling her close to him.

Damn.

I have been working on this one since I came to classes this morning.

I couldn't help it.

Last night was ....................................
      ...............wild?

Yeah. Wild for sure.

I bite the back of pencil as I remembered how Taehyung got frustrated yet needy at the same time. The way he moaned and whined in his manly deep voice. The way he begged.

"Please your highness"

His voice was still echoing in my ears like a tape.

Fuck.

Seeing him all fucked up was something else. The reaction of him when I carved deep on his skin. I closed my thighs.

Pain and pleasure.

An deadly combination must say.

The stink smell of blood which mixed with reek of sex and sweat. His board chest filling with crimson with each deep cut I made with the pocket knife. The little pain he was feeling while his body bieng heavily pleasured by me.

Damn I had to hold on every bit of my sanity to not just break him or kill him. Not yet. I wanted to carve on every bit of his sun kissed skin. I wanted him to beg me. I wanted him to know that he was MY bitch and not the other way around.

I wanted him to know I'm not the one he should mess with.

After seeing him with a street whore ....... what was her name?

Whatever it was, I thought of having a threesome actually.

What?

Don't blame me cause the bitch hadn't have the action for some time.

I knew what Taehyung wanted. I knew he was going have his way with me so I choose to have him alone to just give him wild image of what is it like to properly bieng fucked. To be sub. To be someone's bitch.