Fire and Flames | One-shots

Art and Lust 🌟

*Mature story of Taehyung and Wheein meeting each other due to art*

It was Saturday. My week was awful, and I wanted to disappear, and the best way to do that was to visit my favorite place in the city: the National Gallery.

I always felt attracted to art. Some people say that I have a special gift for creating art, and it's true. I began to draw and paint at a young age, later I discovered photography and I found it interesting. I feel amazing when I create something. My stress and worries fly away.

I bought the ticket online, to avoid the queue, and I took the subway. After 40 minutes, I was in front of the building. There was a new temporary exhibition of a famous painter and sculptor.

The color of one of the paintings attracted my attention. I was fascinated by the bright colors, so when I grabbed my camera it takes a picture of it, a man's voice was heard near me:

"Miss, it isn't allowed to take pictures."

I turned back with my red cheeks to say sorry to him. The boy was the same age as me. He was tall and had a big smile on his face.

"I'm sorry. The painting is so beautiful that I wanted to immortalize it with my camera," I said.

"It's my favorite painting here, too. We have similar tastes in art." His face turned to me and I could see his name in the uniform.

"Taehyung... What was the thing that made you fall in love with the painting? Was it the colors or the drawing?"

"I don't want to discourage you, but in my case, it was the cute pony in the center of the canvas. Don't you find it adorable, miss....?"

"Wheein," I said, smiling. "You took me by surprise with that answer. I couldn't have imagined that."

My eyes returned to the painting, thinking that the conversation was over. Suddenly, I heard a sentence that made me turn my head.

"I didn't share my secret with any person. Only with pretty girls that have a bright gaze when they are contemplating art," and winking an eye at me, he went to his position at the corner of the room.

I was so embarrassed, so quietly I left the room to continue the visit.

My stomach was nervous, all of me it was. It had been a couple of months since my boyfriend broke up with me after 4 years of relationship. Since him, I hadn't had those romantic feelings again. Shaking my head, I continued to study the rest of the exhibition, stopping in the amazing ones.

The time flew by, and it was time to go home because the gallery was closing. Before going to the station, I sit on the stairs of the gallery to draw my version of the pony painting. A quick draft. A moment later, a boy sat by my side.

"You are an amazing artist," Taehyung said.

"OMG, Taehyung, You almost killed me. What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"My working time it's over, and I was on my way home when I saw you painting."

Again his smirk and the way that he is flirting... I looked at him. He was wearing jeans and a plain t-shirt, but despite his simple outfit, he was hot, so hot... God, take pity on me!

"Could I ask you for your phone number?" Taehyung asked seriously.

I don't know what strange force made me do it, but since that moment we began to see each other frequently. They weren't dates, although a part of me wanted that.

One day, he invited me to his house. It wasn't the first time I was there. When I arrived, I saw a bit of paper on the floor with paintings.

"What is this?" I was so curious.

"I bought body paint. I want to try them."

"Excuse me, you want what?" My face had to be in shock because he laughed so loud.

"Wheein, don't be scared. I need you because I would like that you were the person that painted me. I trust you and I like your art a lot."

I thought very much. My mind was so confused, but a part of me wanted to experiment and try it.

When I said yes, and we chose the draw, he took his shirt off. His torso was good, I could see some abs. I tried to hide my embarrassment and I began to draw and paint him.

He was so tense, but his breath and heart began to run fast after a while due to my fingers and hands touching his nipples, abs, and neck... I don't remember when he began to see me with hunger in his eyes. The lust was there, and I began to fall too.

He touched my face. "You have paint in your cheeks, Wheein. You are adorable."

A comment that melted my heart. My touches began to be like caresses and when our eyes found, I knew it. Our mouths were in each other, it was a kiss full of desire. Our bodies wanted to feel everything about the other one. His hands were in my butt grabbing it like I couldn't go anywhere.

I broke the kiss. I needed to see him confirm our thoughts, and, when I did, I started a slow kiss. However, it was the day of him pleasing me. I still remembered his words: "It's my time to create art with you. A colorful song of pleasing moans."

His mouth drew the lines of my mouth until my ears. There, he stopped to bite them with care. A new erogenous place I found thanks to Taehyung. He smiled at me while he went down to my neck where he did a necklace of kisses and hickeys.

Looking at me, we lay on our canvas. As soon as his tongue played with my nipples, more moans left my mouth. He loved to see me being melted by him.

The descent to my center was torture of pleasure, but nothing similar to the pleasure I felt when Taehyung's tongue and hands played with my clit.

I was more than ready for him, so using my legs, I pulled him closer to me and I could feel how hard he was due to me.

"Wheein, take it slowly. There will be times for doing it quickly and hard, but today isn't the day." Taehyung's promise made me feel chills. The next time...

My first orgasm came while he was working with his fingers. Those precious fingers. Nevertheless, that one would be the first of many.

The moment I saw him undressing him, I was ready for him again. Taehyung was gentle, making me desire him more and more, and when he entered me, and we started the lust dance, another orgasm was growing inside me.

Slow and quick. Soft and hard.

The canvas was completed when our bodies came together, finishing the pleasure song with loud moans.

This was our first time. After 7 years, our collection of lust songs is uncountable.

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Hello!

This story is a bit different. I wanted to write a Wheein first-person narrative. I hope you like it. ❤️

Armoomy