Shree stood.
Paralyzed, when she saw her Taebear.
Not being Taebear anymore.How could he be one, wearing a denim, super ripped near his knees, a leather belt around his hip, a well-toned upper torso, that was partially painted with the darkness of the room, with that dim yellow light making his black- sensuous- choker visible?
Shree was paralyzed.
"Ta- Ta- Tae? What is this?!"
Tae smiled.
Ah, correction!
Smirked."Tae, why are you not wearing your shirt Tae? And why you looking like that at me?
Hey, hey, why you getting up....wait..... TAE...."Tae had moved down the bed, walked towards Shree, who had already started taking steps back.
For reasons even she didn't know of."Tae, tell me.... Tae, don't come closer....."
Bump!
The door.
Shree had already moved back enough.
Enough that now her nervous spine rested on the door.Closed.
But Tae didn't stop coming closer.
He moved towards her.
Close.
Closer.
Closest.
And now Shree could literally feel the warm breathes Tae took.
He peered down on her.
With not even an angstrom distance between the two."Err.... Tae....."
"It's your punishment Shree.
The much awaited punishment."Shree felt Tae's left hand clutch her right wrist gently, his right palm grabbing her waist.
Shree couldn't sense his next move.
She wanted to say....
"You mean our punishment?"But before that Tae's lips crashed over hers.
Shree couldn't comprehend anything. This was a dream. It had to be! This was a beautiful dream.
"T-Tae..w-what is the meaning of this?", Shree asked him in what she thought to be a confident voice.
He was going dangerously low.
"Mine. You are only mine Shree."
And with those words he threw her on the bed.
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