Her SWAN || Taehyung Ff

last part!

It was a dusky shade of evening, the warm light cascading into the room and casting a golden hue on everything it touched. Y/N stood before the full-length mirror, her eyes focused as she applied the finishing touches to her look for the night. Her reflection stared back at her-stunning, composed, and elegant.

The dress she wore was a breathtaking creation of black satin and lace. The material hugged her curves perfectly, the bodice cinching at her waist and flaring slightly at the hem, brushing against her calves. The off-shoulder design accentuated the delicate lines of her collarbones and slender neck, while the fabric shimmered softly under the light, giving her an ethereal glow.

A sheer lace overlay draped across her shoulders and arms, with intricate floral designs trailing down to her wrists. The hem of the dress was adorned with tiny, sparkling gemstones, adding a touch of glamour and sophistication. Her long hair was styled in loose waves that cascaded down her back, framing her face and emphasizing her soft features.

She applied a hint of deep red lipstick to her full lips, and as she leaned back to examine her handiwork, she noticed the way the color contrasted with her pale skin, making her look striking and bold. Her dark eyes were framed by perfectly drawn eyeliner, the lashes long and fluttering. There was a subtle shimmer on her eyelids that made her gaze sparkle every time she blinked.

With a satisfied smile, she reached for her favorite perfume-the one Taehyung always said drove him crazy. She gently pressed the nozzle, releasing a mist of the sweet, sensual fragrance onto her neck and wrists.

"Hmm, you smell even more irresistible tonight, love."

Y/N gasped softly at the sudden voice, her gaze shifting to the doorway where Taehyung stood, leaning casually against the frame. His eyes were dark, filled with a familiar intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. He was dressed in a sharp black suit that perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and lean frame, the crisp white shirt underneath unbuttoned just enough to tease the slightest glimpse of his chest.

"Taehyung, you scared me!" she whispered, though a smile curved on her lips. "You could've knocked, you know."

"And miss watching you like this?" His voice was deep, husky, filled with something more than just affection-desire. He pushed away from the door and moved toward her, his gaze never leaving hers. "Never."

He stopped behind her, his towering frame casting a shadow over her petite one. Slowly, he brought his hands to her shoulders, the warmth of his touch seeping through the thin lace of her dress. His fingers traced down her arms with a feather-light touch, sending tingles racing through her skin.

"You look... breathtaking," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "So sophisticated, so elegant... and so utterly mine."

Y/N's breath hitched as she met his gaze in the mirror. The way he looked at her made her heart race-like she was the only thing that mattered, like he couldn't wait to have her all to himself.

"You flatter me too much," she teased, though her voice was softer than intended. "It's our daughter's birthday tonight. You should focus on that."

Taehyung smirked, his hands sliding down to rest on her hips, pulling her back gently against his chest. "Oh, I will. But after the party..." His lips brushed the shell of her ear, his breath warm against her skin. "I'll take you somewhere else... somewhere private."

Y/N felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine. "Taehyung... what are you saying?"

"I'm saying," he whispered, his lips trailing down her neck, planting soft kisses along her exposed skin. "That after tonight, when everyone's gone and Mila's safely at your father's place for the night... I'm going to take my time with you. Make up for all those nights I had to hold back because our little princess was in the next room."