I giggled as Taehyung led me through our house, my eyes blindfolded. "No peeking, babe." Taehyung said, and I heard something that sounded like a door opening, and the warm air hit me.
     He then said, "Take your shoes off." So I slipped my heels off, hearing him fumbling with his shoes as well, and he led me onto what felt like thick blankets. My hands, out in front of me, brushed something flowy and Taehyung gently lowered my arms to my sides.
      Then he removed the blindfold.
      We were standing in this little canopy on our balcony, with four posts and a long flowy silk curtain hanging from the tops of them, giving us privacy from the other houses around us. It was just me and Tae.
        We'd eaten dinner that I'd prepared for our 3rd anniversary, and then when we were done, he blindfolded me and led me upstairs to here.
        There were small tea candles on the floor at each post, positioned in such a way that the curtains couldn't catch. They set off a yellow hazy glow to the place.
        "Tae...it's beautiful. How did you...?" I marveled, looking around.
        "I rented it for the night. In the morning the workers will come at 10:30 and take it down." He explained, going behind me and holding me, gently kissing my shoulder. "Happy anniversary, Y/N."
          I leaned my head back on his shoulder as he kissed my neck, his soft tongue sending chills as he brushed it over my sweet spot, just under my ear. My right hand held his, as my left hand slid up to his hair, tangling my fingers into it as he kissed my neck, causing me to moan softly.
         "Taehyung....." I moaned.
         "Yes, babe?" He teased, unzipping the back of my dress and pulling it over my shoulders to my waist, before he turned me to face him. His lips met mine, caressing them with his tongue, and my mouth opened, our tongues clashed. I wound my arms around his neck as he skimmed my exposed back with his big hands.
         His blond hair was so soft, winding through my fingers as I pulled him closer, feeling his member start to harden up under his pants. But I wanted us to take our time, and he clearly did too.
          His hands skimmed the skin of my breasts (I was wearing pasties because of my backless dress), before going up and down my sides, barely grazing them, driving me nuts. I gently grabbed his jacket by the lapels, slowly pulling it off as we kept kissing, and he pulled me in, dipping me low, making us both giggle at the action. We straightened and moved closer to the pillows, still standing.
            My hands gripped his back as his cupped my face, our tongues dancing and fighting for dominance and he won, exploring my mouth as my hands traced his strong back and wide shoulders. I shivered as I felt wet heat at the hollow of my collarbone, and felt him smirk.
              I pulled away and unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and pressing a kiss to his neck and chest, before meeting his lips again. He grabbed the back of my thighs and I jumped, and he carried me over, gently laying me down on the soft blankets, my head meeting the pillows. He stared me down, my legs spread, him between them. His hands lifted my dress and pushed it up a bit to grab the top of my nude stockings and pulling them off, my legs going back as he did. He kissed my calf lightly, massaging my breasts before breaking away and taking a wild look at my pasties. "How do those come off?" He asked, and I giggled.
       "Like this." I blushed as I peeled them off, setting them aside, and he stripped me out of my dress and he got rid of his belt and pants before coming on top of me. He kissed me briefly before going down, kissing my breasts so damn slowly, I felt myself tingling and getting wet. My body rolled against his, as he licked his fingers and rolled them around my nipples, while his mouth and tongue was dipping lower.
         I whimpered breathlessly as he removed my panties and his boxers before kissing my folds, the wetness sticking to his lips. "Oh-ohh, Taehyung." I sighed out, his soft lips kissing my folds so damn tenderly. Warmth flooded down in my lower stomach, and he put my legs on his shoulders, feasting his eyes on my dripping core. He began devouring it slowly but fiercely, digging his nails in my thighs, sensing that he was so horny but didn't want to go fast, he wanted to take his time.
       I leaned my head back, my hands gripping the sheets, his tongue caressing my folds and slit, dipping inside my vagina, my moans taking on a new tune. He spread my legs more and pushed them slightly towards me, giving him access to push it deeper in me, my breaths coming fast. He switched it up sometimes, harshly sucking my clitoris while his fingers slipped in, curling up and gently prodding my g-spot over and over, making me want to crave for more. "AH, ahh ah, Tae..."
        He moved his mouth on my entire pussy, consuming it madly, before his tongue dipped in me again and made me struggle to try to breathe, letting go of the sheets and gripping his hair roughly, which made him growl into me and stimulate me further, my juices running all down his lips and chin, his soaking fingertips massaging my clit. I couldn't believe how he made me feel after these 3 years, we haven't lost that spark, which made me crave our sessions more and more.
           I could feel myself about to climax, as my walls clenched to the fullest around his fingers, but he pulled them out, having one last taste of me, before pulling away and making me whine. He smirked cheekily, reaching over me to grab something.
           He put the condom on, and I breathed out, "Can I be on top this time?"
           "Of course, I was actually about to ask that." He nodded, and lay down, and I got on top of him, kissing him slowly, my hand cupping his face before pulling away and straddling his hips, positioning myself over his length, my hand at his base to guide me.
            I slowly sank down, both of us letting out sighs as his length slipped in effortlessly, due to my wetness. I began to circle my hips to get used to his size, but he gently put his hands on my hips saying, "Let's be passionate tonight."
             I understood his meaning and nodded, changing my tempo and grinding on him, making us both let out long moans and groans. They felt so good, because they were so deep.
He began to thrust as well, matching my pace, his hands massaging my boobs and doing the same thing with my sides earlier, sending chills in me. I marvelled at him, his hairline damp with sweat, his eyes dark, looking me up and down lustfully, before he pulled me into a kiss.
           I felt our nipples sliding on each other, our stomachs grazing, our moans muffled by our kiss. His hands fondled my butt cheeks eagerly, pulling my left leg up a bit to his rib cage so I could be closer to him, my head slanting as he did so. The cold metal of his wedding ring made me shiver, and I felt raw, I felt a deeper connection with him. I pulled away, looking him and smiling, and he cupped my face. "Happy anniversary." I responded, "I love you Taehyung."
       His eyes, dark with lust, softened and he gave my forehead several quick kisses, making me tear up a bit.
       "I love you too, Y/N, so much." His deep voice melted in my ears, and I could see his eyes tearing up as well, so I kissed him, hard and slow, to try and stop us both from crying. His hands slid up my back, gripping my shoulders, and I broke away and kept the pace. He buried his face in my neck, holding me close, our bodies eagerly grinding against each other, my clit brushing against his torso, both of us slipping away.
        The candles flickered, and the soft silk curtains gently flowed overhead, adding sweetness and romance to the session.
     I kissed his neck, leaving love marks, wanting to show everyone that he's mine, my husband, my friend. I gently breathed on it, giving him shivers, his breath hitching. Our moans harmonized as I sped up a little, feeling a tingle indicating I was close to having my high, but not yet.
      He helped me to not finish too quickly, his hands on my hips, guiding me. He knew my body pretty well, and could tell if I was close. His deep moans and gasps made me want to please him to the fullest, if possible. So I spread my legs as wide as I could, and he averted his gaze from my pleased face, his eyes blackening at the image of my vagina swallowing his penis.
        Taehyung groaned, his fingers digging into my hips. "Don't make me go rough, I wanna be sweet with you, baby." His deep voice made me clench my thighs, loving how he made me weak with just his voice.
         We'd never had a lot of sweet, gentle, vanilla sex. It was mostly rough and excited, but not slow and passionate. It was so new to us still, and to top it, this was our anniversary, making this one all the more endearing.
         I went faster, hearing his short moans and mine meeting, and we were both close. He thrusted quickly, his hips grinding so sensually, erasing the fact that his thrusts were cruel and quick.
        I was a disaster, moaning near his ear, and I went to kiss him, but he backed away slightly, sitting up and I wrapped my legs around him, both of us moving faster than ever, his face buried in my chest, my arms hastily wrapped around his head as we were both losing control.
          "Let's cum together, Tae." I gasped, and threw my head back, squeezing my eyes shut when I felt my juices coating his rubber covered penis. He came soon after, letting out a long groan into my chest, making me laugh lightly at the feeling.
           Afterwards, the only sounds were our hard breathing, and he helped me get off of him and I collapsed on the blankets as he got up and cleaned himself off before rejoining me and pulling the blankets over us.
          "I love you, Y/N." He whispered, propped on one elbow, his fingers grazing my face, and I turned my head and kissed his palm, his eyes lidded when I did so. "I love you too, Taehyung. Always."
            I pulled him in for a kiss, our breaths slowing gradually, our heartbeats slowing. A bunch of emotions circled my brain, but the strongest was the love I felt for this man, who I was so glad to have as a husband. Who I was glad to have for life.
            He pulled away and pulled me to lay on his chest, his arms circling me, his hands stroking my hair as we fell asleep together in each other's arms.