At a meeting of BTS with fans at a big event, word gets out that there is a known, famous hater attending. But she is armed. Everyone begins looking around for said person, that person being a girl with brown hair. Your eyes catch the girl a few met...
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"You can't touch me. Only I can touch you." You said softly, your hands caressing his chest down to his abs and back up slowly. "Why? I want to touch you." He said with a small pout.
"Do you want me to make you feel good, baby boy?" You whispered after leaning down closer to him, your faces inches away. His breath hitched in his throat as he stared at you with small, sparkling eyes.
He nodded shyly as you smiled at him, humming. "Good, boy." You praised, a shiver running down his spine. He laid his head back as he sighed, staring at the ceiling with parted lips.
"Fuck, you're going to be the death of me." He said with a breathless tone, a deep chuckle leaving his lips as you worked your hands under his shirt, pulling it up. He arched his back and then sat up, lifting his arms for you to take it off.
You giggled softly as you took it off, biting your lower lip while admiring his flexing muscles. He lowered his tied wrists behind your back until they reached your lower back, his arms around your waist now.
You looked at him with narrowed eyes and he instantly shrugged. "My hands aren't touching you." He said smugly, making you chuckle. You trailed your hands up his chest and to his shoulders, going down his tattooed arm.
You felt his muscles tense up whenever your hand trailed over them, moving your hand back up to his nape and into his hair. He let out a soft hum at the feeling of your fingers trailing up into his scalp.
Your other hand rested on his biceps while you leaned in and kissed him deeply. A soft moan left the two of you, his arms pulling you closer to his body until you were pressed into him.
His hand pressed against your lower back to keep you straight so you wouldn't fall, the kiss turning deeper and more passionate. You tilted your heads to the side, deepening the kiss with his tongue grazing your lower lip.
You parted your lips and met his tongue with yours, messily circling it around with yours. He then explored your mouth until his tongue was caught by your lips, sucking it gently which earned a groan from him, his eyes opening to watch you suck on the tip of his tongue.
His eyes were dark but full of passion, sending a shiver down your spine. You pulled slowly away, licking your lips with a grin while he sat there dumbfounded. "I think I've reached heaven." He whispered.
You lifted his arms off of you as you chuckled, pushing him on his back again. "Not yet, big boy. You're on the way there." You whispered in a slight sexy tone. He grinned as he lifted his arms over his head while staring at you.
You leaned down and pressed a kiss on his neck, trailing soft kisses down to his collarbone while watching him. His lips had parted and shaky breaths left past them, eyes narrowly watching you.
Your lips trailed down to his chest, kissing each pectoral and moving down to his abs. You felt his muscles tense up underneath your lips, making you smile since the effect you were wanting to cause him was effective.
