Taehyung flopped onto his back, panting as he brought an arm over his eyes. "You...are...insatiable..." he heaved out between breaths, "You're gonna...be the...the...death of me."
"Two year drought will do that to a girl, I suppose," Frankie laughed, flipping over onto her stomach and propped her chin onto her forearms to look at him. "You're virile young man, prime of your youth," she glanced at his naked body, "Definitely in peak physical condition. You should be able to keep up."
"Not if you keep riding me like that," he chuckled, his eyes following her hungrily as she got up and made her way to the bathroom, "How are you even able to walk?"
"I ride horses, remember?" she glanced over her shoulder at him, making him lick his lips at the sight of her, "You might be an animal, but you're not 16 hands and a thousand pounds of galloping muscle."
"That sounds like a challenge."
"You're going to throw your back out," Frankie warned, "And then your fans are going to burn down my restaurants."
"What they don't know won't hurt us," he flopped back onto his back as she closed the door, "Unlike this bite mark on my bicep," he rubbed his arm, laughing, "And you call me an animal."
"If you can't handle the consequences, learn to be less amazing in bed," Frankie flushed the toilet, running the water in the sink to wash her hands. She came out and made her way back to the bed, "Should I order room service again?"
"We've been in this room for a day and a half," Taehyung stated the facts, "The closest we've gotten to leaving is when I fucked you on the balcony at two in the morning."
"You're right," Frankie laughed, "We should at least let your friends know you're still alive. They've been texting all morning."
"We should grab them and go get sushi," he suggested, "I want them to meet you."
"I heard you guys are the best looking boyband in over a decade," she kissed his shoulder, "Should be fun," she waggled her eyebrows at his incredulous look.
"Nope. Forget it," he pulled her body on top of his, hugging her tight, "We're staying in this room forever," he peppered her face with kisses as she squealed, "You're never looking at another man for the rest of your life. This is where we live now."
"But I want sushi and eye candy!' Frankie whined, squawking loudly when Taehyung began tickling her ribs.
"I have access to fifteen men, ready to to do whatever I tell them!" he flipped over on top of Frankie, tickling her mercilessly, "Don't make me post them outside of this door and trap you in here!"
"I'll behave!" Frankie screamed through her laughter, "I promise you're the only Korean superstar I'll ever sleep with for my whole life! Taehyung! Feed me sushi or lose me forever!'
"Sushi it is!" he jumped off of her immediately, standing up to put his clothes on from the day before, "We need to shower,though. You made me sweat so much, I feel crusty and itchy."
"Yeah," Frankie agreed, "I should freshen up as well." She grabbed a robe and put it on, tying it closed around her body, "You want to meet me back here in an hour-ish, or should I come to your door?"
Taehyung glared at her, "Neither," he said shortly, "I want you to either give me our keycard so I can go grab clothes and then meet your fine ass in the your shower, or I want you to grab your clothes and wiggle that pretty ass with me and get into my shower."
Frankie scoffed, "You can't boss me around, Mr. Superstar. Go get ready and I'll come get you after I get dressed."
"You're right," Taehyung's eyes were dangerous as she pulled her close by her robe tie and towered over her, "But I'm not beyond a bribe."
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Last Resort - KTH BTS FanFic - ***Completed
FanfictionFrankie Carter needed a break, but what she got was a ruined vacation and a real jerk on her hands. Can she salvage her only time to relax, or is she cursed to deal with some annoying idol with way too much time and way too many opinions? __________...