𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 🌹(18+)

𝟒𝟓:- 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥🔞

He hovered over her, his gaze piercing, a silent challenge she couldn't decipher. His thumb brushed against her lower lip, a slow, deliberate motion that sent a jolt through her body-not from the touch itself, but from something deeper, something she couldn't explain.

Her breathing hitched, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to make sense of the whirlwind inside her.

Without thinking, without reason, her arms lifted, wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer. And then it happened-she kissed him.

Her lips pressed against his with a sudden desperation, a need she didn't understand.

The world stilled, the sound of the waterfall fading into the background. Time seemed to freeze as her mind caught up with her actions.

Her eyes widened in horror as she realized what she'd done. She tried to pull away, but it was too late. His hand slid to her jaw, holding her in place, and when he pulled back, his smirk was more dangerous than ever.

"Well, well," he murmured, his voice soft yet cutting. "Look at you, little bird. Are you sure you hate me?"

She opened her mouth to protest, but the words wouldn't come. All she could do was stare, her heart pounding, her thoughts a tangled mess.

She didn't know why she was doing this, why her body seemed to act without her consent. Her mind screamed confusion, but her lips parted, and the words slipped out, soft yet trembling with an unfamiliar ache.

"I need you."

The moment the words left her mouth, she froze. Her heart thundered in her chest, and her fingers tightened on his neck as if trying to pull him closer and push him away all at once.

Taehyung's smirk faded, replaced by something darker, something that made her shiver under his gaze. He leaned in, his forehead resting against hers, his breath hot against her lips as he whispered, "Say it again."

Her lips quivered, and she bit down on the urge to repeat herself, to give in further to whatever spell he'd cast over her. But her body betrayed her once more, her voice soft and almost pleading. "I... need you."

His hand moved to cradle her face, his thumb brushing away a stray tear she didn't realize had fallen. "Oh, little bird," he murmured, his voice dangerously gentle, "you don't even know what you're asking for."

And yet, his lips descended onto hers, slow and deliberate, as if savoring every second of her surrender. The kiss wasn't rough or demanding-it was soft, calculated, and laced with a kind of control that made her head spin. It wasn't love, it wasn't comfort-it was something far more dangerous.

The kiss was slow, nothing like Jungkook had done before--- he was rough and passionate, gentle and shameless. The kiss started getting deep, his palm slid under her head as he deepened the kiss.

The water falling on them, making the scene insanely hot. The kiss started getting heaty and Nari was melting into it----against her will. Their clothes wet.

Water falls against her skin as his lips claim her again, possessive yet tender. One hand holds her waist firmly her the other traces patterns on her neck, marking her as his territory, not with desire....but it was a slowburn revenge.

His movements are deliberate, slow - driving her mad with desire but refusing to rush

"Little bird" he breaks the kiss, his breath hot against her lips

"Let's see how long you can hold on before begging me to fuck you against this rock." he leans back, his hands resting on her hips as he looks at her with a smug smile