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The car ride was long and awkward. I was still flustered, cheeks heated from Taehyung's lips on mine and his hands needily grabbing my body. I shifted around a few times, feeling as though an invisible force was pulling me towards his body, head screaming to reach out and touch him. Kiss him. Fucking hell. This was torture.
Taehyung tried his best to hold a conversation with his friend whose name I had already forgotten, my mind too occupied with trying to distract myself from the insanely attractive boy next to me that I couldn't pay attention to anything else.
After a while my body calmed down a bit and I started listening to their chatter. It sounded forced and there were long pauses at points. This must be a good friend of Taehyung for him to just drop everything and come pick us up in the woods in the middle of nowhere in the late hours of a Saturday night. Or should I say Sunday morning?
My eyes found the time above the radio screen of the car. Sunday. My eyes snapped back to my lap when I caught the guy driving staring at me through the rearview mirror.
Taehyung and I were both sat in the back, Taehyung looking at his friend through the mirror, his hand on my upper thigh, other hand intertwined with mine, my head resting against his shoulder, eyes closed tightly now. Please let this car ride end soon.
I flinched when I suddenly felt Taehyung's hand move. My heart started beating like crazy as it started traveling up and down my thigh. A smirk was plastered on his face but he was still looking straight ahead at his friend, continuing to talk like nothing had happened.
When his hand reached my shorts and he still didn't move his hand back down I panicked. I tried squirming away from his touch but he only grabbed onto my thigh tighter. He knew perfectly well how hard I was trying to hold myself together yet he was playing with me like I was his doll, squeezing and drawing little circles on my skin, moving his hand down only to get dangerously far up my legs again and pretending he didn't notice my squirming and the angry glares I sent him. More than anything he looked like he was enjoying himself.
"Taehyung" I hissed, keeping my voice down so only he could hear me. I wanted this, I wanted him but NOT in the backseat of a stranger's car with that said stranger present. "Stop"
He stopped, took one quick glance at the goosebumps on my legs and continued.
I silently cursed his existence and how the veins on his hands looked really fucking attractive right now and that his touch felt so good and how I hated how quickly my face got heated with desire as soon as he pinched the skin of my thighs or slyly smirked at me like that.
I didn't try to push his hands away again, it was like I had frozen to the spot. I also let it happen because I'd secretly rather have him slow torture me like this than not touch me at all. I tried to focus on something else but it no longer worked.
