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grab bulge, don't budge (+16)

Final day of complete freedom. The boys had decided to go clubbing, and I'd declined Tae's invitation politely.

"Why?" He whined like a baby, hugging me from the behind as I packed my stuff to go back to my house for the night. "Boys, have fun, alone, together."

Felt like I was writing a telegram. He nodded before resting his chin on my shoulder and leaving wet kisses on my neck. I turned to bite on his earlobe and went back to packing. I was carrying a small handbag whenever I came here, so it wasn't a time taking work. But I was intentionally doing it slower, I wanted to spend more and more time with him and the boys as well.

He was swaying his hips from left to right, and I was following his moves. There was no music, but we were dancing slowly. I stroked his naked arms as he put more of his weight on me. I didn't mind, he wasn't heavy like I thought he'd be. It was worrying, but I saw that he ate healthy.

Suddenly, his deep voice energised my body as his warm breath fanned behind my ears. He was whispering the main verse of House of Cards, and I could feel my walls tightening.

Orgasm, please stop.

His right hand lowered down before moving up again, but under my shirt. He gazed my skin with his cold finger tips, all the while singing into my ears slowly. I didn't know if I wanted to sleep on the bed, or sleep with him at that moment. His fingers stopped right below the wire of my bra. He pulled at it a little bit, as I felt a shiver spreading through my body.

Everything was slow and sweet. I had shut my eyes close and my head was titled back and resting on his shoulder. He kissed my neck and trailed down to my collar bone. He sucked on my sensitive skin as I gasped and let out his name in a hushed tone. His right hand now lowered and played with the band of my underwear. I'd pounce on him if it wasn't for me trying to take it slow.

Fuck taking it slow.

I turned around and grabbed his face, taking him completely off guard. At first he was stiff, but soon he reacted by gripping on my waist and making me jump to have my legs wrap around his waist. My arms locked around his neck and his hands were on my waist. Our lips were too wild, we'd become savages.

His tongue licked my bottom lip, as I licked his upper lip. Our tongues met and I sucked on his before sucking on his lower lip and biting on it very hard. My left hand remained behind his neck as the right hand travelled down his torso. He moved a few steps back before his back met the door and we crashed on it.

I don't know how I got the courage, but my hand went down his sweatpants without any hesitation. I gasped as I felt his bulge over his underwear. When I stroked it a little, it seemed to have awoken, and heated up. He groaned when I squeezed it lightly. His hands were now below my hips as he continued to squeeze my butt cheeks and and I continued to squeeze his dick. We both backed off a little when I tapped on his shoulder.

Stupid breathing.

He looked at me with concern before reaching his right hand to meet my cheeks. He rubbed circles on my back with his other hand and breathed slowly to stable mine. He looked right into my eyes before taking a deep breath in, as I followed him. After a brief moment, he breathed out and I followed this process till I felt better.

You might think that with this I'm not able to have sex properly, but with a condom and a pump, I'm the queen of best sex. There's just one thing boys don't agree on doing, although they enjoy it later.

Can I do it with Taehyung?

Suddenly, I felt Taehyung being pushed towards me, and we both fell when the door behind him opened.

"You didn't lock?" I screamed at him, as he gave me a sheepish smile before apologising by pulling on his ears.

"Why would he lock?" His roommate said, walking over to his own bed and collapsing on it.

"How do you guys have sex, with girls coming and going?"

"Were you guys going to have sex? I can go out."

His voice was so calm. As if this had happened many times. Why was I getting jealous? I cannot even count how many times I've slept with guys. A lot of them, I don't even remember.

"No!" Taehyung denied, hurting me a little. He quickly got up from the floor before helping me up and dusted my butt.

"Okay, cool. I hope you know where the packets are. Didn't you get an entire box of it?" Namjoon casually said, as I walked over to the bed and grabbed my bag.

"Yes yes. You don't have to tell this to me every time, hyung."

Every time.

"So, I'll be leaving." I said before quickly pecking on his cheeks and waving at Namjoon who only smiled while still keeping his gaze firm on his screen.

"Okay. Bye. Love you."

That was quick. Too quick. Slipped out of my tongue. I'm just used to saying it. Oh god. I can say that to strangers, but not, NOT, to a guy I've just started dating. Not to mention how he's a Korean idol.

"Bye!" He chimed, smiling and waving at me. I walked past him and shut the door behind me. I felt something hit the door, as I hit my back against it as well.

"I said love you." I whispered to myself before hitting my head multiple times.

"She loves me."
NOOOOO, SHIT. Well, I do do love him. But he shouldn't know that. We've been dating for less than a week!

"That was very casual, don't stress on it." Namjoon's voice was muffled, but I'm sure this is what he said.
"She loves me!"

Taehyung sang, and I heard footsteps around the room. I ran away from there and headed downstairs, thanking the lords that I didn't meet anymore more than a little familiar.

She loves me.

His voice rung in my ears like my morning alarm. But this sentence was so much more loving, and I wouldn't mind listening to it over and over again.

I love him.

This was quick.

This was expected.

But, does he even like me?

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