My tuition teacher | Kim Taehyung | BTS fanfiction

CHAPTER 30

The next day at the office, Y/N and Taehyung arrived together, the shared car ride a pleasant reminder of their deepening connection. The team was already buzzing with activity, but Y/N couldn't help feeling playful. The joy of their new living arrangement filled her with a sense of mischief.

As the morning wore on, Y/N found herself unable to resist teasing Taehyung. Whenever they passed each other in the hall, she would give him a knowing smile or brush her fingers against his arm, sending shivers down his spine. By lunchtime, the tension between them was palpable.

In the afternoon, Y/N sent Taehyung a message asking him to meet her in his office. Taehyung, intrigued and a bit nervous about what she was planning, quickly made his way there.

When he entered, Y/N was already waiting, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She closed the door behind him and locked it, turning to face him with a sultry smile.

"Are you trying to get us in trouble?" Taehyung asked, his voice low and teasing.

Y/N shrugged, walking towards him with a sway in her hips. "Maybe. But isn't a little trouble worth it for some fun?"

Before Taehyung could respond, Y/N pressed herself against him, her hands slipping under his shirt, caressing his chest. Taehyung's breath hitched, his hands moving to her waist, pulling her closer.

"You know we could get caught," he murmured, his lips grazing her ear.

"That's what makes it exciting," Y/N whispered back, her fingers deftly unbuckling his belt.

Taehyung groaned softly, the anticipation making his heart race. Y/N dropped to her knees, her hands sliding down his thighs. Just as she was about to proceed, the door handle rattled.

They froze, eyes wide, as Hoseok’s voice called from the other side of the door. "Taehyung, are you in there? I need to discuss something with you."

Y/N quickly stood up, smoothing her clothes and giving Taehyung a quick, apologetic smile. Taehyung adjusted himself hurriedly, trying to regain his composure.

"Just a second!" Taehyung called out, his voice slightly strained. He glanced at Y/N, who was already opening the door with a calm expression.

Hoseok entered, his eyes flicking between Y/N and Taehyung. "Am I interrupting something?"

Y/N shook her head, her smile innocent. "Not at all, Hoseok. We were just going over some reports."

Hoseok raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced but choosing not to press the matter. "Alright then. Taehyung, I need your input on the new security protocols."

As they discussed work, Taehyung found it hard to focus, his mind still reeling from the interrupted moment with Y/N. He stole glances at her, noting the playful smile that tugged at her lips, and silently vowed to find a way to continue their teasing later.

Later that evening, as they headed home, Taehyung couldn’t resist bringing it up. "You’re really something, you know that?" he said, shaking his head with a smile.

Y/N laughed, her eyes twinkling. "What can I say? I like keeping things interesting."

Taehyung leaned in and kissed her, his lips lingering on hers. "Just wait until we get home," he whispered. "I’m not done with you yet."

Y/N’s heart skipped a beat, anticipation building once again. "I’m counting on it," she replied, her voice filled with excitement.

As they drove home, both of them knew that their playful teasing and deep love would continue to make their relationship thrilling and fulfilling, no matter where they were.

As they drove home, the anticipation between Y/N and Taehyung was electric. The car ride was filled with stolen glances and knowing smiles, the tension building with each passing mile. By the time they reached their apartment, they could barely contain their excitement.

Taehyung unlocked the door, and they hurried inside. The moment the door closed behind them, Taehyung pulled Y/N into his arms, his lips crashing down on hers in a passionate kiss. Y/N responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pressed herself against him.

“We have some unfinished business,” Taehyung murmured against her lips, his voice husky with desire.

Y/N smiled, her eyes filled with mischief. “Then let’s finish it.”

Taehyung lifted her into his arms, carrying her to the bedroom. He laid her down gently on the bed, his hands roaming over her body as he kissed her deeply. Y/N’s breath hitched, her fingers working to unbutton his shirt, her touch sending shivers down his spine.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” Taehyung whispered, his lips trailing down her neck.

Y/N moaned softly, her body arching into his touch. “Show me.”

Taehyung didn’t need any further encouragement. He kissed his way down her body, his hands and lips worshipping her skin. Y/N’s moans grew louder, her fingers clutching the sheets as Taehyung brought her to the edge of ecstasy.

Just as she thought she couldn’t take any more, he moved back up, kissing her deeply as he positioned himself above her. Y/N wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, needing to feel him.

When Taehyung finally entered her, they both gasped, the sensation overwhelming. They moved together in perfect harmony, their bodies and souls intertwined. Each thrust brought them closer to the edge, their passion and love fueling their desire.

As they reached their climax, their cries of pleasure filled the room, their bodies trembling in the aftermath. Taehyung collapsed beside her, pulling her into his arms, their hearts pounding in unison.

“I love you, Y/N,” Taehyung whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

Y/N smiled, her heart swelling with happiness. “I love you too, Taehyung.”

They lay there for a while, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, content in each other’s arms. The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them and the love they shared.

The next day at the office, Y/N and Taehyung resumed their usual routine, though the memory of the previous night lingered in their minds. Their connection had only grown stronger, and they were more determined than ever to protect each other.

Y/N couldn’t help but tease Taehyung again, her playful nature shining through. She would brush past him in the hallway, her touch lingering just a moment too long, or send him suggestive messages when they were apart.

Taehyung played along, his responses equally teasing, their private game adding an element of excitement to their workday. They knew they had to be careful, but the risk made it all the more thrilling.

One afternoon, as Y/N was working on a report, she received a message from Taehyung.

Soon to be hubby 💓
Meet me in the store room NOW!

Y/N’s heart raced, a smile spreading across her face. She quickly finished what she was doing and made her way to the storage room, her anticipation building.

When she arrived, Taehyung was already there, leaning against a stack of boxes with a mischievous grin on his face.

“You’re trouble, you know that?” Y/N said, stepping closer to him.

Taehyung pulled her into his arms, his lips brushing against hers. “I know. But you love it.”

Y/N laughed softly, her arms wrapping around his neck. “Yes, I do.”

They kissed, the storage room filled with the sound of their passion. Though they knew they had to be careful, the thrill of their secret moments only deepened their bond.

As they reluctantly returned to their work, they shared a knowing look, the promise of more stolen moments in their eyes. They were a team, both at work and in life, and nothing could come between them.