MORNING
Like usually Taehyung woke up before her, a little early than his usual time, but y/n also woke up early today because of losing his warmth. She was still sleepy but as she wasn't in Taehyung's embrace her eyes automatically opened.
Taehyung start prepping her whole face, neck, and every exposed part of her body with his soft kisses until he reached her thighs.
Lifting up her night dress, he was met with bare and inviting heat. He gently caress her earning a soft moan from her. He let out a groan finding her wet and thought.
She is fucking anticipating my touch.
He lower himself between her legs and raise his gaze to met with her surprised and confused wide eyes staring at him while leaning herself on her elbows. Taehyung smirk and peck her folds, she moan and her back pressed against the soft mattress, her hands fisting the bed sheets.
He started sucking and licking her, savoring her wet folds while she was moaning and squirming boosting his ego. Her hips continuously buckling up while Taehyung pushing her back on the mattress, his mouth not leaving her wet fold.
Taehyung mumble his lips still attached to her heat.
Stop moving angel. Let me have my breakfast in peace.
She squirm and flinched at his deep authoritive voice. Her hands automatically moving towards his hairs and fisting them. Taehyung chuckle, his chuckle vibrating through her entire being, he let out.
That's right angel. Hold onto me.
That was enough for her to fist his hairs tightly and chase her high. His continuous licking and sucking, his fingers caressing her folds and pinching her clit. She soon reaches her high and release with a loud moan while he lick her clean.
Her body felt limp against the mattress, her breathing heavy, her face flushed. Taehyung hover over her, placing a kiss on her forehead, he stated.
Go back to sleep my sweet angel. I'll leave for office soon. When you woke up, don't forget to take a bath and have breakfast. Okay.
She was sleepy and obviously tired yet feeling a weird sense of calm and relaxe after her release. She nodded. Taehyung once again peck her forehead and was about to get up when her small hands fisted his shirt collar.
Taehyung stopped and stare at her for a moment. She bite her lips in nervousness while she also gaze at his eyes. Taehyung asked her with a soft smile.
What happened, angel?
She pressed her lips tightly and broke the eye contact. Taking a deep breath she let out in a mumble.
Kiss.
Taehyung chuckle founding her nervousness and shyness cute. He lean in, placing a soft kiss on her lips, giving a few sucks, before parting away.
Go back to sleep angel.
She nodded and close her eyes. Taehyung stayed there, caressing her hairs until she fall alseep.
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My cute Wife {Edited}
Fanfiction{Editing ✅} Y/N grew up in the shadow of an abusive father, her every action and decision tightly controlled, which left her immature and unaware of the realities that other girls her age embraced. Shielded from the concepts of desire and intimacy...