𝑪 𝑯 𝑨 𝑷 𝑻 𝑬 𝑹  𝑺 𝑬 𝑽 𝑬 𝑵

ONCE AGAIN VENUS stands at the doorstep of the painter's home, hands nervously twiddling with each other as she shifters her weight between her two feet. She had knocked on the door, now awaiting Taehyung's presence to let her in.

Was her outfit okay? Did she out on too much makeup? Too little? Was her hair alright? Taehyung made her nervous. Was she enough to be in his paintings? Was she ready to face the scrutiny that comes with being the subject of his paintings, his muse?

Her thoughts came to a sudden stop when the door came open and there stood Taehyung in all his majestically elegant glory. Venus seemed to stop breathing for a moment, her posture straightening with a need to impress.

"Ah, Venus, you're here." Taehyung's smile is subtle, almost unnoticeable to the untrained eye. The girl looked up at him, wide-eyed, glossy lips parted oh so innocently, like she was simply begging for him to fuck her mouth.

Dirty thoughts aside, Taehyung already had something planned for today. Not anything too insane. He wanted to ease her into this, turning up the temperature bit by bit so to say. You don't teach someone to swim by tossing them into the deep end.

Taehyung moved out of the way, allowing Venus a way inside. The click of the door behind her was enough to make her hands clutch each other and her thighs clamp together. He had something in store for her and the fact that she didn't know what it was terrified her.

What were they supposed to do? Just jump right in and have sex? Was there something they were meant to do before? Venus felt helplessly unaware, out of the know.

She watched as Taehyung walked around to stand in front of her vision. For days, he's been sustaining himself off of the memories of Venus, every tiny feature of her beautiful face, her golden blonde curls, chocolate eyes, two-toned lips, everything was trapped within his mind like a photograph, perfect, with the accuracy of a camera.

Venus gazed up at him. "So...what are we supposed to do?" She inquired, quickly averting her gaze from his as they seem to burn holes through her skull. Taehyung doesn't like it when she addresses him without looking at him. It seemed as though she feared him. For this to work, she needed to be relaxed and comfortable.

Taehyung reached out for her, placing his hand under her hair on the small space between her neck and jaw that sits beneath her ear. "Look at me." His voice was gentle, yet firm, enough to demand the attention of Venus who forced herself to look him square in the eye. She was still tense, he could feel it.

"Just calm down. Relax. There's still something I need to talk about." His voice was soothing, slowly consuming her entire being. Her muscles became a little looser than before. "Okay." She finally let herself breathe.

Taehyung let go of her, the spot where his hands met her skin burning to the touch. He put some distance between the two of them, not a lot, but enough so that she could no longer smell his cologne.

"We most likely won't use these today but I must establish them before we continue. Safewords." They were important for any sex scene, BDSM or otherwise. Taehyung has had girls tell him to stop and when he did, they got mad at him for actually doing it which was beyond confusing. So he established safe words to make everything more clear.

"I don't like complicating things so I simply use colors. Green is it's okay to continue, everything's fine, yellow means to slow down, or that something's bothering you, and red is stop completely and I'll immediately stop. You can say them whenever throughout the scene of you're feeling uncomfortable enough to stop. Understood?" They seemed simple enough, not complicated or anything, like a traffic light it was easy to remember.

Venus nodded with understanding, only for Taehyung to come and use his ringed fingers to tap gently on her lips. "Use your words." He spoke as if he knew what his voice did to her, the way it made her feel weak in the knees like she couldn't breathe around him.

"I understand, sir." She whispered.

Sir. Taehyung liked it when she called him that. It made his cock stir and twitch which was all the worse as he didn't plan on using it. Not today at least. He looks forward to the day that he does.

"Keep calling me that." He craved to hear it in her sweet voice from her dewy lips. Venus was a temptress in disguise even if she knew it or not. The way she looked at him was with the eyes of one, a woman who knew how to make a man go crazy.

They inched closer and once again femininity and masculinity meet as they intertwine themselves with one another. Taehyung took ahold of her, swiftly bringing her closer as he dove in for a long-awaited kiss. It caught Venus off guard. Sure, she knew it was going to happen at some point, but it was very sudden.

But it didn't take long for her to melt against him. Her lips mold against his any hesitance she had completely abandoned her body. A warm buzz seemed to reach every inch of her body, from her toes to her fingertips.

Taehyung held her close, pulling her body against his as his tongue prodded gently at the seam of her lips. Rather obediently, Venus opened for him, allowing his tongue to find hers. A gentle moan leaves her to be swallowed by him.

Her hands clung to the fabric of his shirt. She didn't care if she came off as desperate, she was desperate. If the gentle throbbing of her core was anything to go by.

Finally, they broke away. Taehyung was the one to pull away first, exercising his last thread of self-restraint. If he went any further, his plans would be completely thrown out of the window.

Their kiss had smudged her lipgloss, transferring some onto Taehyung's lips. She panted softly, still holding onto him, completely ruining his smoothened shirt in her first.

"Come on, princess." Taehyung took her wrist in his hold and gently began to drag her towards the stairs. Venus held no resistance against him, quickly rushing behind him as he lead her towards his art room.

Once again, she was brought to this giant room, now for the purpose, it was intended. The bed was now neatly made, soon to be ruined if Venus could guess what would happen next. She felt the gentle brisk of his hand brush along the slope of her waist as he stood behind her.

"I don't intend on making you cum today." He told her in all honesty. He didn't, if she was going to cum, it wasn't going to be by him, not today. "I won't touch you."

"Please, sir." She felt the gentle breeze of his warmed breath against her skin as he kissed the shell of her ear. "Take off your clothes for me." Maybe this is a bit self-fulfilling, to sit back and watch her remove her clothes before him.

There was a point to all of this. It wasn't just the workings of his creatively disturbed mind...maybe just a little, but mostly, it was a study. He wanted to know how she pleasures herself so that he can please her in the best way possible. Taehyung was an observer, that's how he learned. Hell, that's how he learned to paint.

He stepped back, walking away from her to pull out his wooden stool from behind the easel. He sat down, one sleek shoe on the foot bar between the legs of the stool and the other planted on the floor. Taehyung crossed his arms over his chest and nodded his head. "Go on."

Venus felt very put on the spot, like at this moment, the whole world was watching her. She supposed that Taehyung was the whole world. Through his eyes, they would see her, all of her.

But she agreed to this. She'd be paid handsomely for her exposure and as long as no one knew it was her, she'd be fine.

With her privacy being assured, Venus reached up and pulled down the straps of her dress. She couldn't bring herself to look at him, no, but she knew she wouldn't be able to get away with it for long. Taehyung liked the eye contact, it allowed for connection.

"Princess." His voice was testy, warning her of something she already knew she should be doing. Venus began to wiggle her dress down her frame, locking eyes with him. Her heart beat against her ribcage like a drum, so loud she felt she wouldn't be able to hear anything else.

Piece by piece, she nervously removed her clothing, hesitating once she got to her underwear. Taehyung offered an encouraging nod of his head, motioning her to go on and take those off too.

And once she was naked, completely bare to him in every way, Taehyung's greedy gaze feasted upon her, every single feature that came into his sight was stored in his memory. He wanted to know every part of her. That was the only way he could truly paint her. Not just a body that he was using as a model but a human being performing acts of unequaled beauty.

Taehyung wanted so desperately to touch her, to know what the divine feels like just for a moment. But he couldn't let himself sabotage his plans.

Venus attempted to hide herself from him, feeling vulnerable under his harsh gaze. Taehyung shook his head at the action. "Don't hide yourself from me. Move your hands." His voice held no room for discussion. She was given an order and was expected to follow.

She pulled her hands away, softly chewing at her bottom lip. "You don't wanna touch me?" She didn't understand. Wasn't that the point of this? The fact that he wouldn't touch her made her feel insecure. What was wrong with her?

Now, Taehyung didn't want her to get the wrong idea, he was dying to touch her, truly. "Quite the opposite, I'm..." His eyes scan down her body, his tongue poking out to drag over his bottom lip, "trying to maintain control. I fear that if I do end up touching you, I won't be able to do that. But don't be mistaken. You are one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen."

Venus never really thought anyone in Korea would find her beautiful. She was the exact opposite of the beauty standard, yet here he was staring at her like she was some Devine being, gorgeous. It wasn't that she was insecure, more than she didn't function within the beauty standard, thus, she hasn't felt beautiful in a very long time.

Taehyung spoke up once again. "Go lay on the bed. I want you to touch yourself for me." He was straightforward with his want. No point in leading her on. The less anxious she was, the smoother this would go.

Venus paused. "T-touch myself?" She didn't expect that much. He wanted her to masturbate in front of him? How was she supposed to do that? She's never done it in front of someone. Venus knew she'd be pushed to her limits and in the grand scheme of things, this wasn't as bad as it could get.

Taehyung nodded. "A study of sorts. I'd like to see how you pleasure yourself." Or course, he wouldn't force her to do it if she didn't want to. It didn't matter if she was being paid for her work. If it came down to it, he would still pay her no matter what.

Venus was fully committed though. She was never one to back down to things she agreed to, plus, who was she to deny a job? She was being paid heavily for this. She would perform, maybe with a little help, she could do it.

She got onto the bed, silk sheets grace her skin, terribly expensive and equal in softness. She felt as though she could almost sink into the fluffy mattress. Taehyung sat across from her, watching intently as she took a deep breath and leaned back against the pillows.

Even then, Venus wasn't sure that she could open her legs, as if her body wouldn't let her put herself in such an indecent position with someone watching. "I think I need a little help." She murmured softly to Taehyung. Maybe if he gave her a headstart, a little push, she'd be able to ride the bike.

Taehyung considered it, the risk he would be taking of unraveling all of this. He'd like to think that he was a man of self-control, he knew what the lines were and he knew which ones not to cross. Maybe, just maybe it wouldn't hurt to give her that starting push.

He stood up from his stool, using his long, slender fingers to roll up the sleeves of his shirt as he made his way over. His long hair, pushed out of his face, revealed his striking features even more as the golden afternoon light streamed through the window. He looked like a god, the definition of perfection. Diligent care went into the construction of his features.

He knelt in front of her, staring down upon her form as she lay there before him. Her coiled hair was a golden halo around her head, sprawled out across the pillows like the stretching rays of the sun.

His hands carefully came to her knees, pushing between them to separate her legs. Venus let out a shaky breath as her heated core touched the cool air and sat bare to him. Sex never felt so scary before. Not even her first time. Or maybe she was confusing the twisting of her stomach with exhilaration.

Taehyung was sure to maintain eye contact as he bent down and placed a delicate kiss on her knee. It seemed to create a spark on her skin that shoots to her pussy. His kisses are slow, intimate as he peppers them along her inner thighs, switching between legs as he makes his way closer to her core. His teeth nip softly at her flesh, fingers dipping into her skin as he held her tight.

However, he doesn't cross the line. He keeps firm to his original plan and reaches up to take her hand and pull it down between her legs. "Start." He gave one last encouraging kiss to her on her thigh before sitting up to move away from her.

But Venus didn't want him to go. She reached out, taking his wrist in her hand. "Stay here...please." It was a bold request, something completely out of character. But Venus wasn't sure if she could get off without Taehyung within her sights.

He sits on the bed beside her, looking down at her. "Go on." He urged her onward, watching the way she carefully began to circle her fingers over her throbbing clit. She was already wet, just by him kissing her thighs. Venus has always been sensitive to those types of things, small, intimate things that probably meant nothing to the person on the other end. It made her feel stupid to get worked up over it, knowing that they didn't think anything of it, just a way to get what they wanted.

But it was enough, a big enough push over the edge to have her gently rubbing her clit. She could feel the burning gaze of Taehyung, smell his distinctive, expensive scent around her. It spurs her on, allows her to gain confidence as she more eagerly presses on.

Her back arched ever-so-slightly and gentle moans escape past her dewy lips. For a moment, she allows herself to forget that she's not alone, being watched, being studied. She allows herself to relax as her fingers greedily roll over her rosebud. That's where she focuses the most, fingering herself doesn't do much for her.

Taehyung takes note of every little thing she does. How the fingers of her right hand play with her pussy while the left brushes over the expanse of her body, breezing over the buds of her nipples, tugging softly at them.

Her toes curled briefly, muscles flinching when she touched a particularly sensitive spot. Venus was rather vocal, moaning out for a god that wasn't there. Only Taehyung, sitting there with a hungry gaze and a hardened cock.

"S-sir." She whined almost pathetically. Her lips press, trembling softly qs she wills her hand to move faster. It's so easy to imagine him as the one touching her. Through her blurred vision and his position so close in front of her, she could imagine that it was his warm fingertips caressing her bud, trailing over her body to leave a path of flames along her skin.

Trust that Taehyung certainly wanted her. The limits to his physical attraction towards her were out of sight. He's never been so fascinated, engrossed with a person before. Maybe because he wasn't well acquainted with many foreigners, especially black foreigners. He's heard many things about black women, that they were masculine and intimidating, but Venus was anything but. He wasn't inclined to believe such rumors, to begin with, but Venus was sure proof that their stereotypes were wrong.

"Keep going, princess. You got it." He whispered to her, only helping her wishful fantasy along. Her fingers were covered in a clear, creamy substance that made her pussy glisten before his greedy gaze.

Her whining grew stronger, moans going up in volume. "I'm so close." Her back arched, toes curling as she pressed and rubbed ceaselessly against her bundle of nerves. Her fingers were beginning to cramp, but she couldn't stop, she was already so close.

Taehyung paid close attention to her face as she found ecstasy, her orgasm washing over her like gentle waves of a vast ocean. Her lips fell open, chest rising with exhaustion and her eyes were clamped shut.

He wanted to forever remember the way she looks as she falls apart and paint it into every surface he could find.

His study was complete, but now his muse must be taken care of.

Venus jolted softly when she felt his hands on her body, grasping onto her as he pulled her into a sitting position. "You did good, princess." His voice soothed over her jolting body. She trembled subtly, attempting to collect herself as Taehyung pulled over blankets to cover her modesty.

She never looked at him, not while he went to grab the shirt he had placed over his easel for later, nor while he helped her slip it on over her head. "I'm not a baby, I can do it myself." She told him as he put the collar of the shirt over her head and held it so she could put her sleeve through the arms.

Taehyung knelt down in front of her. Her hair had fallen in front of her face and almost upon instinct, he pushed it all out of the way to expose her face. The tips of his fingers, the side of his index, and the pad of his thumb were calloused from gripping his various paintbrushes, tracing the side of her jaw before finding the tip of her chin to tilt her head.

"Thank you. You were perfect."

Venus could feel her cheeks burn. She wanted to tell him not to say things like that to her, not with a voice like that, not with a face like that, eye gazing at her through the dark curtains of his curly hair.

Taehyung graces her bare knee with a kiss as if he knew how it made her melt. She knows it means nothing to him, but it was the cause of her taken breath and fluttering heart.

*.✧ Kᴀʏs Eɴᴅɪɴɢ Nᴏᴛᴇs

Sorry this took so long to write. It was different from the original so I had to completely rewrite the chapter from scratch with only the guidelines of the original chapter. But it's here now, once again, I apologize.

TSA of the Day:
"Normally, I don't like going over someone else's house for sex, I don't like being in environments I'm not familiar with and being in such a vulnerable position, but this girl insisted so I agreed. She said she had to go get something which was fine until she came back into the room in a giant fucking fursuit. I don't think I've ever left a place faster. I wasn't even fully dressed when I walked out the front door."
-Taehyung

Y'all gonna stop calling my boy Tae a furry 💀💀💀

Thank you all for reading. I hope you guys enjoyed and I wish you all a wonderful day/night.

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~Kay ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ