Beautiful Obsession --kth. story

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His hand played with the sleeve of my over sized shirt as the other stayed carefully placed at the top of my thigh, feeling his gaze linger over every inch of my exposed skin.

I couldn't tell what he was thinking about at the moment, his expression staying as neutral as it was since the beginning.

My heart raced, my breathing quickening lightly as if feeling supressed by unimaginable weights.

His hand roamed up a littler higher, feeling his thumb brush against the thin line of the shirt which kept me from being exposed to the men before me.

His eyes never met mine once since the kiss, only following his hand which I let explore my whole body without thinking.

"Is it okay?"

His small voice broke the not so light silence, his hand remaining at the hem of my shirt.

I didn't say a word though, feeling as if my mess of stutter would evade from my mouth if I would've tried to.

"Can I touch you?"

As if he wasn't already, not waiting for an answer as his hand passed the border of my shirt.

His breathing slow and soothing as he leaned in a little closer, his hand holding onto my bare waist as he pushed me down on the cold silk sheets.

"I want to touch every part."

He hovered over me, one leg between both of mine while the other hung at the side of the bed.

"I want to make you feel good."

He grabbed both of my wrists, circling them behind his own neck, latching them around him out of reflex.

His lips brushing on the soft skin of my exposed collar, leaving small, but gentle pecks all over it.

"Make you squirm under me,"

The gentle pecks turned into nibbles, nibbles turning into small bites as I held tighter onto him.

"Make you beg."

He lifted up my shirt, stopping right beneath my breaths as his hands continued to explore. His mouth roughly leaving small blue and purple bruises at the soft of my skin.

I couldn't move, letting everything unfold before me as I felt completely oblivious towards the stranger hovering over me. His touch throwing me in some delicate trance every time he touched somewhere new, almost feeling as if this moment lasted forever.

"T-Taehyung please.."

He laughed lowly, his tongue sticking out slightly as he licked his bottom lip. His hands sliding across the delicate blue and purple bruises covering my collar and neck.

"Don't worry, I'll be nice." He purred, his lips meeting with mine once more, his teeth nibbling at my bottom lip. Sucking onto it gently, but just enough for them to turn into a darker shade of pink.

His low moans echoing through his chest and onto mine, losing myself into the kiss, mesmerized by the softness.

But the peace of it all didn't hold, a figure standing at the bedroom door distracting both of us from our little paradise.

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An;
Update mah dudes, I feel like some people are gonna come at me for not making this chapter a smut😂