"Hate me, hurt me, betray me. The more pain you make me feel, the more tempting you become."
Taehyung Dark Royal a.u.
MATURE & explicit sexual content 18+
Cover by me: @CallMeByYourName97
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Alarms will ring for eternity The waves will break every chain on me My bones will bleach My flesh will flee So help my lifeless frame to breathe My Blood-Ellie Goulding
🩸 Y'all are gonna feel the difference in tension between her and Tae vs Jimin. 🤚🏻🤭
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Leila treated herself to the hot water bath that been filled while she was sleeping. She walked over shakily, still a little taken back by what happened to her body last night.
The room was kept separate from the chamber by a pale lavender curtain. The bathing area was just as beautiful as the rest of the room, all white marble again. The floor was cool under her feet, the tub almost shell-like. Made out of the same prismatic material that shown silver, blue, purple, and pink.
There was a long slab of table, covered in items for makeup and comfort. Some from her own possession, some newly bought. Again, the girl was surprised at the detail and care put into her room. But in this realm, she would not take it as something done out of kindness. There was an ulterior motive to her gilded quarters, and she would find it out.
And yet, she sighed as she sunk into the burning liquid. Purple flowers floated in the white, milky, and floral water. She would do anything to wash off the unknown feelings of the night before.
Even though she'd been warned of her bodies natural reactions to things, she hadn't expected to like it so much.
Or for a figment of her imagination to do her in.
Most of her life had been unfeeling, she thought as she grabbed a bar of soap from her side. It smelt of jasmine and pomegranate. Surprisingly, some of her favorite scents.
It was strange to experience everything all at once. Though she had yet to experience happiness that was not printed onto paper.
This feeling, it was dangerous. Because as she tried to wash herself, focusing on the shine of her olive skin, other hands tracing her skin would stumble into her thoughts. Making her breath quicken, and all attempts at cleaning leaving her body.
By the grace of the moon, it was all a test. The idea filled her body, as she broke out of a stupor for the fifth time, the bathwater almost cold at this point.
Seduction. It was as simple as that.
This was the path would continue to be the key to all of her problems.
Leila decided since dreams were ways to come to terms with reality, she found a different explanation for her strange visions. The way her body reacted. She decided her dream must have been sent from the deity of the moon, showing her the path to winning against the demented royal.
