~°• Nailah •°~
"So they're secretly dating?" Taehyung whispers from his spot snuggled against my back with his lips close to the shell of my right ear.
"No, I mean, not yet," I whisper back. "She's helping him with his issue first."
Taehyung's hand caresses the dip of my waist down to the curve of my hip and back again. On its return trip, his hand slips under my tee shirt and toys with the lace on the waistband of my panties.
"I wonder how he could not figure things out before now. Like, how old is he supposed to be? Twenty-four, twenty-five?"
"I'm not sure it really says, but I think maybe twenty-five. I always forget to listen closer when they're talking about his birthday at the beginning of the movie."
"Twenty-four," Taehyung says assuredly with a smile in his baritone.
I turn my head to look at him. "How do you remember that?"
His boxy grin meets me. "The guy said he had to beg his manager to find somebody to pop his cherry on his seventeenth birthday because he was so horny he couldn't focus on his work. Then later he said he didn't know he'd been screwing like a loser for seven years."
I knit my brows in question.
"I like numbers," he shrugs. "My brain automatically does the math everytime."
I smile at my boyfriend. He leans down to press our lips together.
Taehyung's lips and mouth amaze me every time I am lucky enough to share a kiss with him. His pout is pillow soft with a slight sweetness I can never get enough of.
I feel his long fingers trail down the front of my panties as we kiss deeper; I quietly moan into Taehyung's mouth when his fingertips stroke my lower lips through the thin material.
My mouth allows Taehyung's tongue entrance when he trails it along my upper lip. His chest rumbles as the innocence of our kiss leaves the room.
He pulls my right leg over his body opening my center more for his exploratory fingers. He moves my panties to the side immediately sinking his fingers into my pussy.
"Fuck, you're already wet, Nailah," he groans. "You feel so damn good."
He pushes his fingers further between my walls stroking my juices out onto my folds. My ass grinds against crotch and he pushes his hardness back against me.
We both freeze when we hear Jimin snort in his sleep at my opposite side. Peering guiltily at Jimin, Taehyung and I watch as Jimin shifts in bed, wiggles his lips, and rolls away from us.
We wait until Jimin settles in again before either of us say anything.
"Maybe we shouldn't-"
"Let me eat your pussy."I would say that I'm shocked, but I'm not honestly.
"Tae!" I scold in quiet. "Jimin is right there."
"So? He's heard us having sex before." Taehyung strokes his fingers against my needy walls a few times. "Plus it's been about a week since I ate you out. I know how much you enjoy when I tongue fuck you."
He strokes his fingers again this time as he wiggles his tongue around in his mouth. His eyebrows jump as if to say 'you know you want this'.
I really do.
"Okay, but be super qui-" is all I manage to say before Taehyung has shuffled himself lower on the bed to remove my panties. He removes them from one of my legs before saying fuck it and dives into my pussy face first.
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Dragonflies
FanfictionA collection of BTS short stories from my plethora of book drafts