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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...
It's been two months since y/n's mother's death. They spend at least one month living with taehyung's parents. Since they have been back to their own home their life was going smoothly.
It was night time. Y/N was standing in front of mirror brushing her hairs when taehyung back hug her and rest his chin on her shoulder.
She smile, placing the brush back she place her own hands on his encircled arms and turn her head to look at him. Taehyung also smile in response. He like it how she enjoys their closeness and touches, how she liked being close to him, and how she now have become a little more confident around him, initiating hugs.
Taehyung lean in and capture her lips between his in a deep and passionate kiss. She clutch on his arms responding to his feverent kiss.
They have been intimate only twice since their marriage and that was also not any sexual contact. They have been sharing routine kisses, cuddling, hugging, yet it's been so long since taehyung have made her feel pleasure in an intimate way.
The dress she was wearing tonight was making taehyung's mind drift to sinful imaginations and her being oblivious of how her body turned him on was adding fuel to his imaginations. Taehyung knew she wasn't had the freedom to live and according to her own self, and she likes trying different outfits so he never ever stopped her. But the torture it gave him was undesirable. He wanted to ruin her innocence, pleasure her, hear her moans, witness her tears of pleasure.
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Taehyung turn her around in his embrace, picking her up, making his way towards their bed, gentle placing her on the bed and hovering over her. Her back met the mattress and her arms encircled around his neck. The kiss was never broken.
Taehyung's hands roam all over her body, resting at her waist, giving a little squeeze there, earning a moan from her.
This makes him chuckle and gave an opportunity to shove his tongue inside her mouth. Y/N once again let out a moan. It was first time she experienced the involvement of tongue in the kiss. It felt amazing to her. She tighten her grip around him, pulling him more closer, while his tongue explore the whole inside of her mouth.
Taehyung's hand went inside of her silk night dress, gently caressing her thighs and slowly advancing towards her heat.
Reaching to her dripping folds, he broke the kiss just to curse when finding her bare underneath the dress. He take a look at y/n's flushed face, her eyes closed and her breath heavy, her chest rising and falling, her hardened bud poking her silk dress, he bite his own lips and pushed his finger inside of her causing her to moan loudly throwing her head back.
Nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck, he asked.
Enjoying.
Y/N nodded, that was enough for him to loose control. He started moving his finger in and out of her, fingering her, his mouth busy decorating her neck with his marks, one finger become two earning a wince from her. He kiss her forehead and said.
