He dipped his head, trailing open-mouthed kisses down the delicate column of her throat, down to her fluttering pulse point, where he sucked just hard enough to make her mewl, just hard enough to leave his mark. His claim.
Mine.
The word burned in his veins, fueled by the way she surrendered so sweetly, the way she clung to him, the way her tail curled around his forearm in a desperate bid to pull him closer.
She was shaking now, tiny whimpers escaping with each exhale, her fingers fisting the furs beneath them.
Namjoon lifted his head, his gaze locking onto hers-those dazed, teary lilac eyes, filled with so much trust, so much want.
"Look at you," he purred, stroking his knuckles down her cheek. "So beautiful when you're desperate for me."
She let out a shuddering breath, a single tear slipping free, trailing down her flushed cheek. His thumb caught it, rubbing the moisture into her skin before tilting her chin up, capturing her lips in a slow, deep kiss.
Possessive. Claiming.
When he pulled back, she was breathless, lips parted, her mouth forming that cute little shape again, as if she couldn't even think, couldn't do anything except feel.
His.
Completely, utterly his.
And tonight, he was going to remind her.
Over.
And over.
And over again.
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This is a BTS beast world fanfic.
OT7 x reader
I wanted one of these so bad so I made one myself π
None of the images used in this book are mine, I forget to mention that so I'm just saying it now.
Also... I haven't really proof read ANY of my chapters... so pls forgive me for any mistakes I've made πΈ
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That single dare to my Kpop lover colleague was the beginning of my lusting journey after those seven men who thrust their hips to their songs like it's their last performance on earth.
The seriousness of their facial expression plus the sexiness they exude with how flawless their body move to the melody of their music made me weak in my knees.
It was my downfall but the kind considered a good one because I fell for their beauty, for their flirty teases, their sensual acts. I know nothing about them except the surface level acts they perform on stage and I really don't have much interest in their deeper level acts except when their girths is buried deep to my hilt.
And I'll do anything until I attain that goal.
So watch me as I achieve your unattainable fantasy...and my name, it's Yina.
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**Theme Warning**
- Strong languages
- Explicit matured scenes
- Reverse Harem
- Short story
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Have a good time reading this spontaneous but spicy idea I had while dancing and doing the dishes in my kitchen. Enjoy, my beautiful people of the fanfic world.
Borahae.
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