He is Mine (TaeKook Love Story) (18+)

Chapter 11: JUNGKOOK

Walking back from the shower, a noise from our room stalled me. I listened through the door and heard quiet moaning; it was obviously sexual.

Instantly I felt a twitch in my cock, despite having just ejaculated. Taehyung in throes of passion -there was an image that was not going to leave my mind anytime soon...I imagined his head back and neck stretched, his bedroom eyes, half-hooded, his luscious lips parted, bright pink tongue peeking out and licking the corner of his mouth, over his lips.

I imagined his deep, husky voice and what it would sound like when he was panting, being fucked hard, by me. Inwardly, I groaned.

This meant that he felt what I did. The thought made me blush furiously -I was embarrassed but at the same time, hugely turned on by the prospect of Tae touching himself because I had touched him. This meant that he liked it -a lot.

After his finale, I gave him a few moments to recover before coughing loudly and entering.

He had turned onto his stomach, his cheeks glowing softly pink. He looked so sexy with his dishevelled hair and crumpled pyjamas, I felt like jumping him right that second. He pretended to be sleep and decided to let him hide rather than call him on it. There was time.

I grabbed my clothes and snuck out feeling like a lecherous thief.

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We were getting ready to go on stage to see our fans. The day's event was a fan sign event where a small selection of fans could come and meet us face to face, exchange a few words and get an autograph.

I couldn't tear my eyes off Tae because, as usual, he had paid careful attention to what he was wearing.

He had on a black suit with a simple crew neck black top. The open neckline was beautifully decorated with only a simple pearl necklace. His dark hair cascaded over his eyes, accentuating he sensual mouth which was tinted with a hint of crimson.

I had never seen a man wear a pearl necklace before. I had never seen a man wear one and look as hot as Tae did. There were not many men who could look so glamorous, beautiful and handsome, all at the same time. The confusing ensemble screamed sex -and my body noticed it.

As if feeling my hot gaze, he sauntered over to me in the backstage room, in front of the bright lights and mirrors. I only had eyes for him. My heart fluttered strangely.

A warm smile played on his luscious lips when he reached me. Neither of us said a word, we didn't need to. We were just pleased to be in each other's company.

Synchronised, we reached for each other's accessories just to connect physically.

My button-up black shirt with a thin, zebra-striped scarf wrapped tightly around my neck looked practically shabby next to Taehyung's elegance. He stared into my eyes and reached for my scarf which hung down my front like a leash and pulled it gently. His eyes were deep, dark pools, his smile enigmatic.

My fingers hovered, and then gently landed on his row of beautiful, iridescent pearls.

"Un...usual... it suits you... beautiful..." my fingers slipped off the necklace and caressed his collarbone instead. No longer sure what I was referring to with my compliment, my eyes held his gaze. His lips opened and eyes darkened, his gaze holding for a long moment before he shied away. Was there a hint of colour on his cheeks?

I felt heat gather somewhere in my loins. Quickly, I pulled my fingers away from his hot and smooth skin and looked away, flustered.

It was time to go and see the fans but all I had in my mind was a shy, blushing Taehyung.