Precious ¦ KTH ✔

4 - Only Foreplay...?

As we step inside the house, we bump on the surroundings while kissing and stripping from our soaked clothes. First his trousers and my jeans, then my t-shirt as he starts to unbutton his own.

Stomping on our steps and giggling, I push him onto a wall and open his shirt letting it fall on the floor. I look at him and press my hands on his arousing stomach and chest while desire takes me and I eagerly leave his lips for his jaw and neck.

Now he's the one who grabs me and lifts me up at his waist with a small grunt. I circle my legs around him as he kisses now lovely my neck while walking into the bedroom.

He lays me gently on the bed and ogles me: wet hair, wet underwear.

"I thought too many times of having you like this. You're beautiful". He confesses, and I blush at the direct compliment. It's the first time he tells me that with words.

I smile, gentle. "Thank you. Right now I'm yours to make of me whatever pleases you, Taehyung".

I know that saying his name will melt him and that's what happens.

Taehyung's POV

She was enticing that first night we spent together in Seoul and seductive the morning after. She was desiring when she welcomed me to her house all nervous, trying to hide it. She was lovely this morning with her hair all messed up. And she's beautiful now, exposed and aroused, laying inches from me.

<<I'm yours to make of me whatever pleases you, Taehyung>>

I want to eat her up so badly, but I also want to taste her slowly. It's like choosing between the sugar rush of a one bite cream puff or the revelling in a moist cupcake with its fluffy buttercream and that oozing rich chocolate center.

A lock of soaked hair sticks across her face and I hover her tucking it back her ear. There's intent in her gaze on me. She enchants me. Every time I engage with her eyes I'm being magnetised by them. It's that sage green in the center, that shifts to the grey-ish teal blue around, creating the outlines of a flower. She owns both earth and sea in her irises.

I could easily lose track of time staring at them, discovering every little details, but her impatient exhale wakes me.

☕ Her lips, parted and alluring, invite me to take them, thus I secure them to me. I kiss her upper lip and suck lightly the bottom one, being graced by a content moan. Trailing soft kisses down her neck I reach her chest and pull back up to enjoy the sight of its excited raising and lowering. She arches her spine signaling me to remove her bra.

So impatient.

"Mmm... another way...", I answer to her mute request as I lower the fabric of her underwear freeing her soft breast that spring to me perfectly round thanks to the support of the fabric.

I gaze at her desiring body and hard nipples, probably too much longer than she wanted as she rises on one elbow and with the other hand caresses my hardness teasing me to proceed.

She's making it difficult for me to go slow.

I flinch under her touch and a groan leaves my mouth. Incited I cup one of her breasts and kiss and suck the other, tasting her skin, sweet and salty from both her shower gel and the sea water. She moans while squeezing my shoulders.

Her noises and her body are making me insane. I'm painfully aware of my own arousal, but I don't want to rush. I need to savour her like the titillating cupcake I decided to go for.

I gift her with kisses and funny bites on her stomach, leaving it behind only to move on her inner thigh and along the groin, where I'm looking for something that incensed my solitary fantasies since our one night together; uncertain if it's real or not. And then the glimpse of something, just along the brim of her underwear.