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(16) ; Suck

The pair of lovers slept hand in hand that night, bodies sprawled at an arm's length from each other, only clad in the hotel's white, fuzzy bathrobes after sweating out from the small pillow fight they had.

Taehyung was the first of the both to wake up. Due to the amount of fun they had with each other last night, - even managed to play a round of monopoly – the pair had forgotten to draw the curtains shut as they enjoyed the astounding night view that central Seoul had to offer. So now the sunlight was glaring through the windows, heat quickly crawling into the room despite it being autumn.

His lips curved up to form a delightful smile, upon seeing his loved one the moment he opened his eyes. Krystal had still been fast asleep, her chest rising up and down in a rhythmic manner, signaling that she was still in dreamland.

His hands, were still intact with hers, of course.

In fact, he gave a light squeeze, which caused a small whine to escape from Krystal's lips.

"5 more minutes ..." She whispered with her eyes still shut, brows furrowed and lips in a pout.

Taehyung bit his lips at this sight. She had shifted to his side, their hands still attached, but her robe was close to exposing one side of her breasts. Taehyung quickly catches the collar of the robe and fixes it gently around her neck, so that any showing of skin would be prevented that morning.

He gulped his saliva. He knew she was naked underneath.

Bare.

Undraped.

As much as he's a gentleman when it comes to his princess, he was a man too.

A horny one, sometimes, in fact.

So he finds himself giving an intense stare towards Krystal's face, to prevent himself from staring down towards south.

"Krystal ..." he whispered, sitting up with the help of his chest and using his free hand to caress her hair. It was smooth and silky, and it smelt of strawberries, - something he oh-so-loved.

She didn't moved.

"Princess ..."

She moved a bit, but only slightly.

"Jagiya," his deep voice resonates the large hotel room, and to this Krystal immediately reacted and opened her eyes.

Yes, his gruff, and husky voice woke her up.

And?

She loved it, absolutely.

Finally their hands were detached from each other and they both immediately felt empty not only physically, but on the inside as well. Krystal stared at her palms oddly. Why ...? When he's just right across the bed from her.

She wakes up from lying and sits, brows still furrowed, feeling empty and confused.

"Taehyung-ie, I feel so-"

"-empty?" he completes the sentence for her, eyes locked with her beautiful brown ones.

"Yes, not just empty, but in fact, hollow, and void," she muttered, upset. Krystal's shoulders slumped, and her head followed, looking down on her lap.

Taehyung sat up and smiled to himself. "C'mere,"

She blinked at him, tilting a head to the side. Taehyung chuckled. Krystal had this cutest, puzzled look on her face, ever!

"My lap. Don't they make you feel better most of the time?"

She didn't hesitate to claim her rightful spot by his thighs and hugged him while she was at it, legs wrapped securely around his waist.