FILTHY INFATUATION [KTH]

51 FILTHY INFATUATION

past 

51| “Wanna drown in you to the marrow.” 

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They moaned into each other's mouths, insatiable and ravenous. 

As soon as they stepped inside the room, Taehyung hauled her closer as if his arms were useless if they weren't holding her in their embrace. He could feel the emptiness without her, even for one minute. Gently, he urged her to jump into his arms. Wordlessly asking her to cling to him.

Nina soon found her legs coiled around his waist in impatience, in perfection, as though their limbs were made to whole each other. And maybe they were.

Because the way their hearts were beating in sync, the way their souls were pulsating with the reckless need to be tethered. 

The way they breathed through the rising lust, indicated the craving and putrid arousal that singed every vein in their bodies.

“I’m going to blink and I hope it's not a dream. Are you really in my arms?” He sought and kissed her again, claiming her mouth with ferocious energy. Her warmth and moans weren't just calming him. It was skulking into the twisted, banished part residing within him that was loaded with devastating memories. 

“Yes baby, I'm in your arms.” Her lashes sweeped, and the whites of her eyes luminesced with profound happiness and palpable salacity. 

“And?” He kissed her again and again and again. In the heat of her being, he thought, this was the warm place where he belonged. Everything was so loud and clear to him, he could even hear the rhythm of her pulse and feel the texture of her palm.

“And…” She paused. “I can feel you hard.” Nina unglued their mouths for a second to gather some oxygen back into the pocket of her lungs, earning a depressed sigh from Taehyung by the detachment. 

“Yeah?” She tightened her arms around his neck, pressed her lips against his forehead while having his erection subtly rubbing her inner thighs. “I am only hard for you.” The flirty remark danced on his lips.

“Only for me? That's such a sweetly perverted thing to say.” She said with an echoing smile. He was quiet for a heartbeat as his piercing, golden eyes slowly fell to her breasts playing peekaboo through her tight dress, and rather than teasing him about it, she decided to enjoy the lusty stare. When he looked up at her, their eyes locked with the obvious, heated tension, and then he leaned in. 

“I'm extremely perverted, but not in a bad way. but, in a very delicious way. Like I'll say dirty things in your ears and will enjoy watching you squirm. I'll slide my hand inside your skirt, touch your thighs when no one is looking, and I'm sure you won't even make a move to resist my touch." She wouldn't, they both knew that. 

"Moreover, I will give you the most intense, inappropriate orgasms until you see stars hanging over your head. It's my job to please you, princess.” He grinned, mischief sculpting his features. 

“And why would you be so kind to me?” Nina huffed, feeling the shyness brewing at the boiling point.

“Because, i’m just really fucking soft when it's comes to you.” 

“And perverted.”

“Soft and perverted for you.”

“Now, kiss me more, don't stop.” And Nina obeyed. She stroked his jaw with the back of her knuckles and kissed him, guzzling his throaty grunts. Every atom of his body was buzzing at the feel of her mouth and how she tasted and how her tongue pressed against his. The second kiss made him fully erected in its exciting lustre. At the third kiss, the clicking of their teeth made them laugh into each other's mouth.