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10: Semicolon

"It's too dangerous."
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My heart was between his hands. It was impossible for me to resist him and endure his absence. He was right. I cant't live without him anymore.

I took some towels from my closet and put them to the bathroom while he was lying in my bed.When I got back to him, he pulled up and put his hands up so I could take off his shirt. When I saw those bruises on his smooth, heavenly beautiful skin, my blood drawn. When I couldn't touch him, they hit him repeatedly. When I left his shirt on the edge, my gaze was still on his wounded chest. My fingertips hovered there, as soon as they touched it.

"Does it hurt a lot?" He smiled and gripped my hand with his wounded hand. I lost my mind when his warm lips touched my cold fingertips. He kissed all my fingers and caressed them. My heart trembled, his warmth brought heaven to my feet.

"It hurts," He closed his eyes and put my hand on his cheek after squeezing my hand between his palms. He rubbed his cheek against my palm and breathed a wobbly breath. I was falling apart. That picture was killing me. I don't want him to suffer, I wanted him not to get hurt anymore. "But it will pass." He smiled and when he raised his head, he left a little kiss in the palm of my hand.

So when I leaned a little towards him, I pressed my lips against his forehead. He was sweaty, his hair tufts were wet, but his warmth was immense. When I reached out to him to get up, he was holding on tight and got out of bed. When we slowly entered the bathroom, he closed the toilet seat and sit on it because he had difficulty with standing on his feet so long, because of the pain. He had his hands up the skirt of his shirt, but after a painful hissing, he gave up and looked me as if asking for help. So I got down on my knees and stripped his shirt off.

I felt a slight dizziness when the smell of his skin filled my lungs. I couldn't stop looking at his brown skin. Taehyung was beautiful.

When my hands went down to his pants, he was clinging to my shoulders to get up. When I looked into his eyes with my head raised up slightly, I noticed that he was watching me too. When I started to slowly lower down, I took off his pants along with his underwear. It wasn't the first time I'd seen him naked, but it was affirming that I was ashamed of the heat I felt on my face. When I missed my eyes, I bowed my head and left his pants on the side.

Taehyung put his hand between my hair and stroked and when I looked at him, he smiled.

I wanted to touch him, I wanted to feel him, I wanted to go crazy. I wanted to feel the warmth of his skin to caress my skin and let us mingle and unite. My lips were in need of his skin, my lips were burning, they were writhing to taste every corner of his body. I wanted him, I was on fire. But he was wounded, I couldn't stand it. I was afraid to hurt him. He gave me a smile that would scorch me and I stood up then left delicate kisses on his crotch without being able to stop the desire in me.

When his lips met mine, the storm inside of me was gone. I wanted to wrap my hands around his body, but as soon as I touched him, I hovered over him and finally, because I didn't want to hurt him, I just grabbed his face.

But unfortunately, he wasn't behaving and making things difficult for me.

I was nervous when I felt his hand hovering vaguely on my stomach, heading towards my crotch.

When he squeezed my member between his palms, I left a tearful moan between his lips.

"You seem to be putting a lot of effort into trying to resist me." he said in a whispering voice. His voice smelled arousing and I was already out of my mind.

"I will not surrender to you." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I don't know how I was going to fight back when his breath got in my breath and he looked at me so menacingly.