That feeling of pure bliss.
Enclosed into a cocoon of bedsheets, a proper mattress supporting my once tortured body. The nicely decorated walls rather than stone cold ones- however most importantly, was the warm embrace I found myself in. The man who I once feared, once despised. It's amazing to know what feelings do to you.
Wonderful things.
It does wonderful things.
"Stop shuffling." The pleasing sound of Taehyungs croaky morning voice rung through my ears; his arms forcing themselves into a tighter hold around me.
"Morning to you too." I breathily giggled, amazed by how the conditions you sleep in can affect your mood during the following morning.
"Sleep well?" Taehyung pulled me closer, my head was practically under his chin whilst resting on his rising chest. The warm sensation of his plumped lips raced through my body as he placed them down onto my head.
"Bricondale was better." The sarcastic tone in my voice made Taehyung chuckle, running his hand through my hair.
"I wanna kiss you." He mumbled, pulling my physique up so I was hovering over him. We didn't stay in this position for long- it was switched. Taehyung managed to use his strength to flip me down underneath and have himself dominating above me.
"I don't deserve this." He repeated one of his most recent spoken phrases between kisses spread across my face.
"I don't deserve you." He travelled down further, eventually arriving at my neck; sharing butterfly kisses all around.
I grabbed his head to bring it up closer to mine, pulling him down to connect my lips with his. He screamed hunger and impatience all within his kisses which were full of desire and love. The deeper they became, the more excited we both got.
Taehyung broke the kiss to strikingly remove his plain white shirt- ruffling his blonde hair and making it static. I used this time wisely to remove my own shirt, lobbing it across the room to clean up later.
As if extremely missing each other's touch, our lips forcefully crashed together again. The process was in a blink of an eyelid- somehow two seconds later everything else was removed and dumped onto the floor.
No time was wasted when Taehyung decided to make his move, entering at a slow pace in worry that I'd be hurt.
The feeling of being in his embrace, both of us sweating and sharing something we're extremely lucky to experience.
Love.
The pleasure of our bodies entangled within each other; a feeling of protection whilst I'm in his arms. This is the most passionate I've ever seen Taehyung, the way his eyes lustfully glazed into mine and admired my body, the way his hands stroked through my hair as we were delicately made love.
His low grunts filled the room, so gentle yet so manly and attractive. Continuously our lips greeted each other, gracefully moulding into one.
All good things come to an end.
But this wasn't the end.
The cliche saying.
It's just the beginning.
"Clean sheets didn't last for long."
"Great way to ruin the mood Taehyung."
Tae rolled over to my side, wrapping the quilt around our bare bodies; once again dragging me back into his grasp.
"For real though Anna, we will have to change the sheets. Unless you want to sleep in c"—
"Taehyung. Shut it. We'll wash them." I positioned my hand over his mouth to deter him from completing dirty remark.
"But Officer John is coming to check on us today and the house to analyse whether it needs renovating or not. He might check the bed sheets!" Tae became defensive, determined to secure his point.
"I'm sure he won't, if he does I have no clue what to say." I defeatedly admitted.
"It's alright I thought of an idea... I'll just tell them that you seriously couldn't control your hormones over me and had a serious desire to masturbate."
I rolled my eyes and burst out laughing, his humour perfectly fit mine; no matter how perverted and dirty it was.
"Taehyung?"
"Mm."
"You're insane."
Taehyung rolled over to face me and grinned.
"Insanely in love."
