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A/N:  NSFW chapter.  Also, I am going to take a moment to reiterate that the photos don't belong to me.  They are credited to the photographers that took them.  

When we get back to the ship after having supper we decide it is a bit early yet so we sit down at the large table on the top deck and play cards for a while. Tae immediately claims a spot beside me while the others debate with each other on who gets to sit on my other side. Well most of them debate. Yoongi slides in while the others are trying to sort out how to determine the seating arrangement. They get what I mentally refer to as 'comically hostile' when they realize that Yoongi took the decision from them.

"I thought you were going to give Daisy a foot massage when we got back tonight?" Jimin tries to tease his bestie.

Tae simply nods his head. "And I will."

Oh, so he plans on doing it during our alone time together. I guess it would be smart for me not to wear only my white robe then like I had briefly considered.

Bringing up the foot massage reminds me of how much my feet really do ache, and that kind of makes it hard for me to fully focus on the game. We play a few rounds, and I only end up winning one game due to my lack of focus. Surprisingly though it looks like Yoongi has caught onto the mechanics of the game himself, and he knocks me out of one of the games making that one in particular a head to head between the two eldest.

It's after that game we all decide to call it a night. I expeditiously go through getting my goodnight lovings before I ever head to my room. I quickly brush my teeth and strip out of the outfit I was wearing. I take a look at how the lingerie I am currently wearing fit me in the mirror. The bra and panty set are honestly pretty simplistic. Both are white, and the details include embroidered lace over satin cups and matching hipster style panties. I'm only slightly annoyed that they aren't more special than that, but due to the pure color they do sort of give me an angelic look which of course at least somewhat makes them perfect for my Taeger. I put the white robe over the lingerie and cinch the belt around my waist.

When Tae opens the door a few minutes later I am honestly surprised by the amount of stuff he is carrying. His arms are so full I'm surprised he was able to hold on to everything and also turn the doorknob honestly. "What's all this?" I can't help but ask.

"This... is all stuff to help me not only give you a full foot massage, but also a pedicure. Well, not a full pedicure. I don't plan on painting your toenails, but I do want to treat your feet with scrubs and lotions."

I immediately frown. "Tae. This is sweet and all, but I don't know if you remember or not..." I pause for a second. "My feet are awfully ticklish."

He gives me a self assured grin. "Don't worry about it too much, Angel. I promise I not only remember, but I also made sure to research how to work around your very ticklish feet."

He has me get on the bed and lays a large towel underneath my feet and another on the floor. "I'm going to use a sugar scrub, and the towels are to catch the grains of sugar that fall from it." He explains to me after I cast him a curious look speculating his motives. "Hopefully we can minimize the amount of cleanup for the crew this way."

Then he opens a jar outside of my line of vision. The aromatic married scent of mint and eucalyptus fill the air. "Mm. I love that smell." I can't help but share out loud.

He looks up at me and smiles. "Me too."

Then he starts working the scrub into my feet and while my body does arch as soon as his hands touch my soles it isn't in an effort to get away. He doesn't approach me with tentative hands and immediately digs into my flesh. Instantly I can tell that he has been doing research also on foot reflexology because I literally feel the spots he is touching me in different corresponding areas elsewhere on my body. He especially focuses on the lower half of my feet most especially my heels and the area just above them. That particular spot has me honestly feeling the echoing sensations in my core. Liquid heat dampens my panties and has me craving when this pampered treatment is over.

"Okay, I'm done with that part. Now I need to clean this up in order to apply the lotion and finish up the massage." He announces to me as he runs to the bathroom and brings back a couple of wet washcloths.

"Full disclosure, Taeger. I hate feet. I think they are one of the most disgusting parts of the body." His eyes crinkle up at me as he waits for me to finish my thought. "But, I am not opposed to this kind of treatment of my feet at all."

That of course has him chuckling in response. "I don't like feet much either, but I don't mind pampering you like this." Once he is done cleaning up the sugary mess he pulls the towels away and wraps them up in tight cylinders. "Hopefully that minimized the amount of mess. I mean they have to clean more towels then normal, but I imagine that would be easier than cleaning up sugar from this soft rug and the wood panelled floor."

"You're sweet to think that far ahead for them." He gives me one of his trademark shy smiles and then turns to reach for what I am assuming is a tube of lotion. The scent of peppermint fills the air. "Mmm. I love that smell too. Most people say it reminds them of candy canes and Christmas, but I don't know... For some reason that's simply not the case for me."

Then Tae is digging into my sore feet. At first he is focusing on the top of my soles, the spot on the base of my feet underneath my toes, kneading away the soreness there. Then he trails his large hands down the lower part and once again he pays extra attention to the lower half. Somewhere hidden in that particular space must be a direct connecting nerve to my clitoris because I swear I feel like I could orgasm just from the attention he is giving me there.

After he switches feet and pays the same attention to the other I don't feel like I can stand it much more so I sit up, grab him by his pajama shirt, and pull his lips harshly down on mine. Between hard heated kisses I accuse him of knowing exactly what he was doing to me. He merely chuckles that dark sexy chuckle of his which translates to me as an affirmative response.

His body follows my trajectory and he slots himself against me so his angles perfectly meet my curves while our tongues and lips pay homage to each other. He pulls away and smiles down at me. "I love you so much, Angel."

"I love you too, Taeger." I lean up and start unbuttoning his pajama top. I could probably just whip the thing over his head, but there is something to be said about prolonging the torture while taking the time to unfasten each pearlescent colored button. Once I get the first two or three buttons unbuttoned I start placing loving kisses to the center of his chest with each new button I unfasten. When I am finished with the buttons he helps me completely remove the garment from his body and lets it drift off the side of the bed. Then he peels back just enough to unfasten my robe.

Once the sides are open and my simple bra and panty set is on display I find myself apologizing to him about the fact they aren't as sexy as other things I own. He shakes his head. "Angel, you could be wearing a burlap sack and you would still be the sexiest woman in the room to me." He runs the back of his hands over the upper swells of my breasts that aren't contained by the fabric of my bra. "I honestly think this bra is very pretty and sexy. I love how the color white enhances the shade of your pale freckled skin."

I pull him down to me once more and take his mouth with my own. As we are kissing each other I deftly untie the drawstring of his pajama bottoms trace my fingers over to his hips, which I mentally note has him squirming, and begin to peel them down his body. Once I can no longer reach he pulls away to finish the job.

After that he sits me up, and I think he is going to simply remove my robe. I'm surprised when he quickly divests me of all my garments. "I may have liked them, but that doesn't mean I don't like the beauty of your naked body more."

"Then you are still wearing too many clothes." I argue, indicating his boxer briefs.

He smirks seductively and ditches them without a lick of hesitation. Once again our bodies are perfectly slotted together, the tip of his cock already teasing my wet entrance making us both sigh out a mixture of need, want, and relief. Before I can tell him I'm exceptionally ready for him he pulls away to lay beside me and lean over my body.

He reaches out using the pads of his fingers to trace patterns over my skin. First, he caresses them down my nose and across my lips. I make sure to press a sweet kiss to the pads of his fingers that makes him smile in response. Then he continues southward until he reaches my collarbone. He traces the protrusion gently with skilled deft hands. Only when he reaches the center of my frame does he continue southward once again. I can't help the mewls of appreciation that come forth from the back of my throat as he gently touches my body in such a loving manner that had I not known his feelings before now I would have been able to discern them from the way he is stroking me right now.

Those sounds appear to be his kryptonite though as he dives in even closer to me and wraps his skillful mouth around my neglected left nipple. He cups my other breast fully in his hand while he applies the loving attention to the first with his mouth. I can't contain the whimper that he entices out of me as he gently drags his teeth over the budding flesh. He smirks devilishly up at me from his position before he repeats the same torture to the other nipple. This time though his left hand doesn't cup my left breast instead he traces his fingers down my body until they rest on my inner thigh. There he applies just enough pressure for me to know he wants me to part for him which I do so without hesitation. His long digits trace against me, parting me perfectly for him to explore me more in depth. I cry out when he thrusts one long finger inside of me with next to no warning, but the surprise turns to a whimpery need as I hike my hips up in an effort to chase after the relief that only he can give me.

"Shh. Angel." He whispers against my skin. His finger pulling away has me releasing a sound of frustration before I feel the velvety tip of his cock once again at my entrance. "I need you, too." He says before pushing completely into me with one hard thrust.

I push his hair out of his face as we move together so I can look up into his dark eyes. Just seeing the love shining there from him has my body quickening and my orgasm building rapidly. It happens so quickly that I am practically blindsided by it. Tae has to still his movements while inside of me for a moment just because of how my muscles tightened around him. He releases a masculine grunt which has me loosening my grip around him. Then he starts rapidly chasing his own orgasm. I know when he's close because he reaches between us to fondle my clit. "I want you to come again with me, Angel. Let's soar together."

I'm so sensitive that it doesn't take much build up at all to send me flying through another bright brilliant orgasm. This one lasting much longer than the first.

I don't know how long has passed when later we are perfectly cuddled into each other's bodies. Tae gives me a look that I can only read the love from, but is obviously meant to share so much more. "What are you thinking about?"

He places a kiss to my shoulder before answering. "The future."

"What about the future?" I smile lovingly up at him.

He sighs. "I'm trying to decide if I should tell you or not."

Okay that comment almost has me worried. "Tell me what?"

"It might not come true if I tell you everything, but I had a dream. In the dream there was a baby."

I smile up at him. "I'm sure there will be babies in our future no matter what."

He nods. "I just had a specific picture of said baby, and I am kind of hoping it ends up being somewhat prophetic."

I nod. "I get that." I pause for a second. "And what if said baby wasn't biologically yours? I mean I know you have all talked about it before. I haven't talked to each of you about it though, so I am curious how you would feel if that were the case."

He shakes his head then smiles at me. "Wouldn't matter. The baby would still be mine in a way. I would still love and raise the baby regardless of his or her paternity."