Strangers ~ A Taemin Fic

Chapter 28

"I can't help but think," I murmur as Taemin continues to trace circles on my stomach from behind me where he laid. "Maybe I should...go visit the house...wherever they live now."

"I took a business card," he breathes against my neck. "I have an address because I actually wanted to buy a few of those rings that they had," he adds, my lips creating a smile that I couldn't hold back.

"I won't visit them though," I sigh, turning over so I now faced him. He gazes down at me, his lips in a subtle grin that warmed my heart at the sight. "I still have to show you the rest of Tokyo that you've been missing out."

"Mm, but don't you think...this is more important?" He asks, pressing a quick kiss to my lips. "I mean, who knows when you'll be back here and maybe by then...it could be too late."

I hum at his words as he kisses me again, only longer and more passionate. "I can't tell if you actually want me to visit them tomorrow, or if you just want to buy those rings," I giggle, slowly easing my way on top of him where I continue to passionately kiss his plump lips.

"Both are necessary," is all he says. A smile creeps over my lips as he tries to kiss them still. I now straddle his waist, my torso bent over so I could kiss him while he held my hips. "You're needy, aren't you?" He chuckles, breaking the kiss and giving me permission to begin to kiss him elsewhere.

"You started it," I reply against this collarbone where I continue peppering it with tiny love bites in places where no one will see it. He smirks before unexpectedly flipping me over so I now lay on the bottom.

"Not so fast, you'll never have the top, sweetheart," he smirks, brushing strands of hair away from my face before again capturing my lips in a kiss.

     I feel his hands travel down to my inner thighs where he grazes them with the tips of his fingers. I gasp at this action, my back arching from the sensation. "The crew is next door, y'know," I pant, my heart already beginning to beat out of my chest.

     "Hmm," he hums, raising his head to gaze at the wall that the headboard was pressed against. "Looks like you're just gonna have to hold it all in," he murmurs, unexpectedly grasping the hem of my shirt before pulling up and over my head. 

     "No, Taemin. We can't do this," I chuckle as he begins to also mark my skin with love bites.

     "Beautiful," he breathes, easing my leggings down as well. I take that opportunity to pull his shirt over his head to reveal his bare body that's been out of my reach for a good week.

     "I swear to god. You know I can't hold it in when you're like this," I shakily exhale, grazing my hands along his bare back as he gently bites at my stomach. He stops at my red, laced underwear, tempting him towards something I wasn't sure how it was going to end up. "I'm loud...don't you dare."

     "Shhhhhh..." he hushes me, his hands running down my hourglass figure before landing on my thighs. "You deserve everything I've ever given you. Now I want silence in return," he smirks, going back up to me, pulling the covers over us as he does so. I was hot enough, the blankets covering our nudity wasn't helping.

     I couldn't object him, for he knew I also wanted him. And so I let him take me. He held his hand over my mouth as he eased in and out of me at different, but equally teasing, paces.

     He kisses me to keep me quiet, just as I reach my high. He knew I was close, for my body was like a map to him now and he knew where all the x's were.

     "I love you," I gasp, my back arched as I try to pull myself back together. He caressed my shaking body before whispering the words back to me.

     "Now imagine the kind of husband I'd make," he breathes, sucking on my neck where it was accessible to him while laying beside me. "Whatever you want, I'd give to you. And we'd be the first married couple in the same company together."

     I couldn't respond. I refused to think about the good in the future until I resolve my current conflict with Jun. "Would you be one to want a child then?" I ask, turning my head to press a kiss to his forehead.

     "Only if you'd let me," he snickers, wrapping his arms around my hips and holding me close to him.

     "I don't know if my body will let me. I'm too thin and have the figure of a dancer, not a mother," I sigh, imagining what it would be like to share a child with Taemin's amazing looks. He or she would probably be gorgeous either way. "You want one, don't you? Girl or boy?" I sigh happily in his arms.

He pauses for a second, thinking of the question deeply. "I don't care, as long as they're yours," he smiles up at me, pressing a kiss to my lips before climbing out of bed to get changed.

As he did so, I thought about how much I'd give to such a child of mine. Then my parents came to mind. Parents do everything for their children and I couldn't argue that my own didn't because they truly did.

I let out a groan, burying myself under the covers in frustration. I hear Taemin chuckle at my behavior before he lifts the blanket up a bit to find me curled up in thought.

"Watcha thinking about, beautiful?" He asks, our eyes connecting and just by that look, he already knew my response.

"I think I ought to see my parents..."