Coffee (YEONJUN Centric)

The Mistress of the Kang(2)🌠

Genre: Smut&Fluff(?)
Pair: Taehyun × Yeonjun
Summary:
The same as the previous chapter.

3rd Person's POV:

Continuation:

The two of them were so closed to each other, their faces almost touching. Yeonjun's face was only a few cm's away from Taehyun's face.

"Are you going to calm down now?"

Yeonjun asked in a serious tone, staring into Taehyun's eyes.

Taehyun's breath slightly hitched when he just realised that Yeonjun was sitting on his lap. "Yeah...I guess so..."

He answered back, looking into Yeonjun's heart. And, Yeonjun swore she could see hearts in them.

Suddenly, Taehyun wrapped his arms around Yeonjun's waist and pulled her down until her heard was against his own broad chest(😔😔)

"You're warm..."

Taehyun muttered against Yeonjun's shoulder, before burying his nose into the crook of her neck, inhaling the sweet, refreshing scent of her perfume.

After a few moments of silence, Taehyun finally spoke up. "I'm cold, Yeonjun."

He suddenly shivered, as the temperature in the room was quite low. He was only in a thin black t-shirt and sweatpants, which didn't protect Taehyun from the cold.

A few more seconds past before Yeonjun replied to him with a small smile. "Want me to help you warm up?"

She gently traced his fingers along Taehyun cheek, looking down at his pale, cold face.

Oh, he knew Yeonjun would help him... She always did.

Taehyun nodded slightly, tightening his grip on Yeonjun's waist to pull her closer. His breath hitched a bit more when Yeonjun's sweet scent invaded his nostrils again, causing a gentle shiver to run through his body. He loved the smell, it was addicting....

Suddenly, Taehyun let out a gasp as he felt Yeonjun shift a little, until she was sitting on his hips. He stared up at Yeonjun, looking up at beautiful woman infront of him. Taehyun's face was flushed...he felt a urge. The urge to make her his. He wanted Yeonjun.

One of Taehyun's hand was gently placed against Yeonjun's bare thigh, causing a shiver to run through his body, again. His touch was so light, so gentle. It was as if Taehyun was afraid of damaging a sacred object with his hands.

"Yeonjun..." That name that rolled off his tounge sounded like a sweetly whispered plea. He wanted more of Yeonjun, he needed more of this. He needed Yeonjun's gentle touch, her smell.... All of it.

His hands were slightly trembling as he gently continued to Yeonjun's smooth, soft thigh, slowly going up to his hips.

Yeonjun's eyes widened as she felt Taehyun's hand slide up his thigh, until she felt his hands gently grab her hips.

Taehyun's head began to spin from the sweet scent and warmth of Yeonjun's body. She was like a drug Taehyun could never get enough of. (DON'T DO DRUGS, UNLESS YOU WANT TO BE ADDICTED LIKE THIS MF😭✌️)

In a swift second, Taehyun forcefully sat up, pulling Yeonjun up with him. The sudden movement caused a gasp to escape Yeonjun's mouth, and she grabbed Taehyun's shoulders for support.

Taehyun stared into Yeonjun's wide eyes for a moment before a small, lustful smirk formed on his lips. "You're so beautiful, you know that?"

He murmured before leaning down to bite Yeonjun's soft neck.

Yeonjun gasped out loudly, feeling Taehyun's hot breath and teeth on her neck. She closed her eyes reflexively, tilting her head to give Taheyun more access to her neck.

Taehyun wrapped his arms tighter around Yeonjun's waist, pulling her flush against his chest as he continued to suck on his neck, leaving yet another bruise on her neck.

"Ah.." Yeonjun's grip on Taehyun's shoulders tightened, slightly whimpering in pain. However, she didn't try to push Taehyun away, she liked the pain. (Masochist who?)

The girl was just an innocent
masochist, but for Taehyun, it was perfect.

Taehyun continued to hungrily suck on Yeonjun's neck, until he tasted a small amount of a metallic liquid in his mouth, trailing down Yeonjun's neck. He pulled away and leaned back so he could look at the mark.

It was a beautiful, bleeding mark on Yeonjun's milky skin and it made Taehyun's heart skip a beat.

That purple bruise and the trail of blood running down her neck was the most tempting thing in the world. It was the only thing in the world that gave Taheyun a taste of what could be...

Those small drops of blood were the proof that Yeonjun was alive, breathing, his... And the fact that he was the only one who made the mark made Taehyun satisfied. He ran the tip of his thumb gently over the trail of blood, before pulling his hand away and suddenly licking that blood off his finger.

The second Yeonjun saw Taehyun do that, a tingle ran through her entire body, her cheeks flushing. She didn't know whether to be disgusted or excited, maybe both.

Seeing Taehyun, drinking her blood, knowing that he was the cause of it, made him feel lightheaded, and he shivered involuntarily, feeling a strange heat in the pit of his stomach.

Taehyun's smirk widened when he noticed the look of excitement and anticipation on Yeonjun's beautiful, flushed face. He moved his mouth back to the bruise of Yeonjun's neck and sucked on it again, whispering hotly against it.

"You're a little masochist aren't you?"

His voice was dripping with lust and excitement. He continued to suck and bite at the mark, leaving few more of the same kind. He grasped Yeonjun's chin, turning her head to the left so he could get a good look at her expression.

Yeonjun's pupils were dilated, her cheeks flushed, and her breath coming out in short gasps. She looked completely drunk of Taehyun's touch.

Taehyun was mesmerized. He was addicted to the girl on his lap. He loved seeing her like this, so helpless and desperate from his touch. She was so beautiful, and extremely tempting.

Taehyun stopped sulking her neck and instead, firmly pressed his lips against hers. Feeling the warm breath brush on his lips. Taehyun pressed his tounge against Yeonjun's lips, gently coaxing her to open her mouth.

As soon as Yeonjun felt Taehyun's tounge, she opened her mouth, allowing Taehyun's tounge to slip inside, immediately dominating the inside of her mouth.

Taehyun began to hungrily explore every inch of Yeonjun's mouth, tasting the sweet saliva of hers. He then felt Yeonjun tounge shyly brush against his own, adding more fuel ti the fire raging inside him.

Their tounges began to twist and curl around each other, their mouth pressed together passionately. Taehyun's hands moved down to her thighs, squeezing the supple flesh.

Taehyun felt a wave of desire sweep over him, and his fingers dug deeper into Yeonjun's soft, plush thighs. He began to bite and suck lustfully on Yeonjun's tounge, wanting to swallow her whole.

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HI POOKIES,

I'm finally back😭✌️

I am extremely sorry for the long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long wait for Pt.2.

Well then, here it is. Pt.2 of Mistress of the Kang.

I'm finally updating after like...7 months(I think so?)

I hope everyone's having a great day! And don't forget to drink water and eat.

Yall are beautiful, have a nice day!

Muah<3😙😙😙

Word count: 1221

-Niko