"Beautiful....And I really want to create a mess....A beautiful mess." His lips brushed against her ear with each word, sending a shiver down her spine.
His words caught her off guard, causing her to burst into laughter. 'You want what?' she managed...
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With a low, husky tone, Taehyung continued, his voice dripping with intensity and desire. "And I want to complete the look..." he whispered, his words mingling with the rapid rise and fall of her chest. His other hand firmly grasped her waist, pinning her body against the wall and pressing his own against her, the heat of their bodies melding together.
Isabella's hands instinctively found their way to Taehyung's biceps, her fingers clutching the firm muscles her fingers digging into his skin through the fabric of his Jacket. The pressure of his body pressing against hers was almost overwhelming, stoking the fire of desire burning within her. Her heart raced, her breath coming in rapid gasps, as she surrendered herself to the moment and his touch.
Taehyung and Isabella were caught up in the heat of the moment, their bodies pressed tightly together as they stood against the wall. The air was charged with tension and desire, their breath coming in ragged gasps. Taehyung's lips hovered just millimeters away from Isabella's, the anticipation building between them like a coiled spring. Just as it seemed like their lips were about to connect, a sudden sound interrupted the intimate exchange.
"Isaa-" Soo-min approached them, about to call out Isabella's name when she suddenly came upon the intimate scene unfolding before her. Taken aback, she immediately halted in her tracks , turned around and apologized, "Ops, sorry guys! I had no intention to interrupt." Her voice held a mix of surprise and slight embarrassment, as she turned away,
Taehyung and Isabella were jolted back to reality at the sound of Soo-min's voice. They reluctantly broke apart, creating a small space between them, their bodies still thrumming with the intensity of the moment. Taehyung's expression was a mix of surprise and frustration at the interruption, while Isabella flushed with embarrassment at being caught in such a compromising position.
Isabella turned her attention to Soo-min, a hint of annoyance in her voice as she asked, "What's the matter?" she said, her voice sharp. Soo-min replied, "Uncle was calling you, It's ok-okay, I'll tell him you are busy!" Isabella shot back a sharp response, "Shut up!" As Isabella tried to leave, Taehyung seized her wrist and pushed her up against the wall, his movements swift and assertive. Her face flushed, a mix of embarrassment and frustration washing over her. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she hissed, as she struggled against his grip.
He didn't say a word, his eyes fixed upon her with an enigmatic gaze that sent a shiver down her spine. She opened her mouth to interject, but he placed his index finger on her lips. She was momentarily frozen, wanting to push him away and react aggressively, but her body wasn't allowing it. It was her body, herself, everything. Her brain was the only part of her that wasn't in agreement with her frozen and vulnerable state. He gazed deeply into her eyes as she did the same, trying to anticipate his next move. His grip on her waist was both firm and gentle, causing butterflies in her stomach.
