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Stars

Sana's POV

"Come on, let's go." Taehyung takes my hand and starts leading us towards the door.

"Go where?" I ask.

"You'll see."

He drove us to this place, it looked quiet and like a hole in the wall kinda thing.

He explained that he spent weeks doing his own research, trying to find the place with the best sushi just for me.

"This was one of the last restaurants I tried, but this, by far, was the best one." He said.

We had a nice, romantic dinner. Taehyung really has a way with words. Whether he's trying to make you laugh or trying to make you understand, he will.

At some point, I looked closer at what he was wearing. He had a tight V-neck shirt on. You could clearly see the definition of his chest through the shirt.

I laughed quietly.

"What?" He asks.

"Did you wear that for me?"

He looks down, "What? The shirt? Why, do you like it?"

I feel myself blush, "It looks good on you."

He smiles, "I'll wear it more often then."

After dinner, we got back in the car.

"Thanks for that. I had a good time." I say, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek.

He does the same, "We're not done yet."

"What?"

"Just buckle up. We'll be there soon."

I love Taehyung, but the suspense was killing me.

I tried to see if I recognized where we were going, but I had no clue.

We stopped at a hillside overlooking the city. I leaned forward to look out the windows. You could see all of the stars from out here.

"It's nice isn't it?" He asks.

"It is."

Suddenly, he opens his door and steps out.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"Meet me in the back seat."

I do as he says. I sit next to him in the back of the car. The car light automatically shuts off. It was dark, but I felt him. His hand gently squeezed my thigh.

My eyes started adjusting to the darkness and I was able to make things out now.

"Taehyung..." I whisper.

He leans in and kisses my lips. He kept leaning forward until I was against the car door. Both of his arms trapped me on the seat.

It was dark and cold in the car, but with him, I felt warm and safe.

He breaks the kiss to tell me something.

"I want to take our relationship to the next level."

He didn't have to say it, but I knew what he meant.

I pull him closer, giving him the signal.

We fumbled around in the back seat trying to undress in the small space.

This was the first time we did it together. I could barely describe what I felt in that moment.

He was gentle with me and we took things slow.

When he finally pushed himself inside of me, I felt something I had never felt before. We started, and I didn't want it to end.

The car shook and the windows began to fog up.

Taehyung almost never stopped kissing me. Everything about him just felt so good.

At some point, we stopped for a minute. I tried to catch my breath. He reached over towards the front seat and hit one of the buttons. The moon roof opened letting in the light from the night sky and some fresh air.

He wanted to switch it up and change positions, so that's exactly what we did.

We didn't say much during all of this, but the sound of our breathing and our subtle moans was enough for me.

I kissed him wherever I could. His face, his neck, his chest, anywhere I could reach.

It didn't hurt, I enjoyed every second of it. I know that he loves me, but I could physically feel that he did in that moment. I made sure to return the favor.

He seemed to like it when I squeezed the muscles in his arms and his chest. He especially liked the sound of my voice. I could barely control myself, but he liked it.

When I finally sank into the feeling of his skin on mine, I really got into it.

My senses were overwhelmed with him pounding between my legs, whispering sweet-nothings into my ear, and kissing me all over. I could barely comprehend what was happening, but I loved it.

We went on for a while. An hour turned into two. A bit after the two hour mark, things started winding down. We kept kissing after we stopped. I wrapped my arms around him and felt him as we did.

We finally pulled apart to catch our breath.

"So, same time next week?" He jokes.

I playfully slap his shoulder, covering myself.

"How 'bout tomorrow?" I joke back.

He kisses me on the lips one last time.

"We should do this more often."