The Eight | A BTS Soulmate Fic |

Chapter 31

They woke up and ate a pile of french toast for breakfast, along with cold orange juice (for him) and iced coffee (for her). Since it was an off day, everyone had some sort of plan to explore the city or go shopping. Taehyung didn't have any plans, and they spent a couple of hours watching old movies on the local cable. He stretched on the bed and whined about being bored. The Muse looked around the room, and asked "Do you want to play a card game?"

"No. I am bad at card games.". He said.

"Do you want to perform Singularity for me?" she asked.

His answer was a whine with his face in a pillow.

"Want to build a huge blanket fort and spend the day coloring and eating bad-for-you food?" she asked with a giggle as she pushed on his hip with her foot.

He actually perked up at that idea.

And that was how they ended up trashing the hotel room. The managers had a fit when they brought in the ridiculously sized lunch they had ordered. The bed was torn apart, with the mattress standing on end, and the base standing on the other side. The sheets and all of the blankets were in play, strewn from mattress to desk to dresser to bed base. It was an impressive set up, if she did say so herself. More room than she had ever had in a blanket fort. But, then again, she had never had the guts to completely tear apart a hotel room to do it, so that explains a lot.

    Taehyung almost had to make blood oaths as a promise to have the room all back together when they were done. He brought the food into the fort and they set up a little picnic. He also set up his bluetooth speaker, and brought the lamp in so they could see what they were doing.

They each tore out a sheet from her adult coloring book and got to work. Both singing along to songs they knew. Of course he knew more than she did, but it was still fun.

"I need that color blue," he said, pointing at her coloring pencil.

"There are a bunch of blue's in that box," she said, moving the box filled with colors toward him.

'I want that one, though. It's exactly the color I need." he stated, reaching his hand for her coloring pencil. She slapped it away.

"I will give it to you when i am done. Move on to a different part."

"Please?" he tried again, batting his eyes this time trying to look cute.

'NO!" she laughed, "I will be done soon, I promise."

He stared at her, and she knew he was planning something.

"Do you want something to eat? We still have some fries left." he said, moving toward the food pile but keeping his eyes on her, looking for an opening to steal the perfect blue coloring pencil.

"Here," he said, "I brought you a fry." He held a french fry up to her mouth. The moment she took it, he lunged for the blue coloring pencil. She rolled away, stretching her arm as far above her as she could to keep it out of his reach.

"No! I'm not done yet," she giggled at him.

"You've had it for a long time! I need it," he said, reaching over her head.

With her free hand, she reached down and tickled his ribs, causing him to crumple in on himself with an adorable masculine giggle.

    The Muse continued to laugh as she tried to scoot away with her prize, but Tae was having none of that. He grabbed her legs and pulled her back toward him, lunging back up toward the perfect blue he needed.

He stopped long enough to see what he had done. He was on top of her, he had her legs on either side of his hips, his face inches from hers. He didn't stop to think, he just acted, leaning down to kiss her.

    Her laughter died in his mouth, though she kept one arm up just in case he was going to use this to take her blue. His lips and tongue spoke a language she fully understood.

It didn't take long for the blue coloring pencil to be dropped and forgotten about by both of them. Her arms wrapping around him, one hand clutched at his muscular back and the other getting tangled in his hair. He breathed deep and moaned, turning his head to deepen the kiss even further as he started to rock his pelvis into hers. Their excitement bounced off of eachother, reaching higher and higher as they each started clawing at the other's clothes.

The blanket fort was getting hotter as their body heat rose, and they were both covered with sweat by the time they were naked. Taehyung sat up and leaned back against the wall, pulling his wife to straddle him, "Ride me," he said before claiming her lips again.

    Completely lost in his kisses, she reached down and grabbed his hard cock, lined it up with her dripping pussy and slowly pushed herself down onto it. She had to be slow at first, he felt huge inside her. She had never felt every single ridge and vein like that before. Somehow she was able to keep kissing him as she moved.

He snaked his hands around to her backside, grabbing on tight and helping her move. She needed air. She needed to breathe and concentrate, it was almost too much. She tore her lips from his and laid her forehead against his, staring into his eyes as she rocked up and down, trying to get all of him inside. One of his hands was fumbling with something to the side, but she didn't care. He could have the damn perfect blue right now. She was riding the perfect cock at the moment, and that was far better than any colored pencil could be.

She rocked up and down harder and harder, her ass finally coming down on his thighs. She couldn't control the sounds coming out of her now. She was shaking from the exertion of riding him and from the feeling of being so full.

"You take all of me, Wife." he growled in his broken english, grabbing her ass and thrusting his tongue into his mouth. Pushing her onto her back, he started thrusting, slow and deep at first. He took a moment to push as deep as he could go and held himself there, rocking from side to side. She started to shake harder, eyes rolling into the back of her head, positive she was about to cum harder than she ever had.

Then, he pulled out until just the tip remained, giving her a moment to catch her breath. In a move she would forever call the "realigner", he slammed back in with the force of a "Dimple" thrust, and that was it. She came, taking him with her. They stared into eachothers eyes as they both convulsed and spasmed together, reconnecting their souls as it happened.

Still staring into eachothers eyes, he said "I don't want to pull out. I want to stay forever," as he rolled them over, careful to make sure he didn't slip out of her. He held her on top of him like that, both content and exploring their new connection with each other.