Taehyung pulled back, sliding a hand up your bare side as he kissed down your neck, his breath coming out just as hard as yours.
"You're absolutely sure?" He asked, receiving a breathy, 'Yes,' and a nod from you. "Tell me if I hurt you and if you want to slow down or stop." He ordered, trailing his lips to your exposed collarbones as his thumbs teased under the hem of your shirt.
"I... Will. Just be careful. Please," You murmured, toying with his hair to ground yourself as you squirmed under his hand's ghosting touches.
The brunette moved his lips to the hem of your shirt, earning a gasp and a small squeak when his large fingers pulled the baby pink material up to reveal your lavender bra.
"Sit up so I can take this off, love." He said softly, smiling warmly at you when you did and raised your arms, closing your eyes as he slowly peeled the article off of you. Taehyung gently pressed you back into the pillows, his hands then trailing behind you to snap the bra off expertly.
You flushed and didn't move to take the article off, feeling embarrassed. What if they were weirdly sized? What if they didn't look like the other girls'? What if he didn't like them? What if you're being a stereotypical teenager and ruining the moment?
"Hey... We can stop, if you want. I'd be fine with just laying here with you, babe," Taehyung murmured, kissing your collarbone again. No, you wanted to say. I'm just worried that I won't be as good as the rest.
Instead, you just shake your head and slide the only thing keeping your new boyfriend from seeing your chest, feeling warmth spread through you - a good warmth - when the brunette let out a little, 'fuck,' before kissing you again, stealing your breath as his hands came up to cup them.
"You're so fucking gorgeous, oh, my god," He breathed, pressing branding kisses down your chest again, his tongue gently laving against the newly exposed skin and looking up at you with sinfully glazed eyes. The look in his dark eyes sent a hot wave through you, gathering in your groin and causing you to whine softly.
"Tae, can you please... Fuck, can you just touch me?"
The boy above you let out a growling groan and bit you in surprise, freezing at the yelp you let out.
"Fuck, sorry, you just... I've never heard you talk like that, I'm sorry." You shook your head at him and took in a shuddering breath.
"I-It's fine, it felt... Good, just please don't stop." Taehyung groaned to himself at your words, sliding his hands down to your hips to thumb at the waist of your jeans, sliding his hands to the front and popping the button open.
"Is this-"
"Kim Taehyung, if I want you to stop, I will fucking tell you, now shut up before I leave you in here and go finish myself off in the shower," You growled out, looking him in the eyes and feeling proud and anxiously excited when you saw his gaze grow just that bit darker.
"As you wish," The brunette muttered, undoing your jeans and ripping them down. He leaned down to continue his lips' trail of kisses down to your waist, pulling your matching purple underwear down and sucking and licking a new constellation into your hip. Your breath caught and your hips arched instinctually, blushing at the chuckle you received. "Eager, much?"
"I swear to god, if you tease me right now, we are o-fuck!"
You cried out in relief when Taehyung suddenly surged his mouth forward to lick at your wetness, a hand coming down to slide into his hair for something to anchor you to reality, to assure you that this was finally happening; this wasn't a dream.
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Wet Dreams and Stuttered Confessions
RomanceYou start having... interesting dreams about your best friend and you don't know how to deal with it, so you start ignoring him. And Kim Taehyung can only stand not talking to you for so long.