Slight Smut 😏
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“For fuck’s sake, when did it get so cold?!” You hissed, jogging in your place in line with Taehyung to keep yourself warm.

“Don’t worry, we’re next in line.”

It still didn’t take away from the fact that you were freezing your ass off,  muttering frustrated as you tried warming up your hands. “Doesn’t make it any less cold, genius.” You retorted, stepping faster in your place for more warmth. “You wouldn’t know since you’re a furnace.

“Jheez, just come here, you icicle.” Taehyung grumbled as he suddenly pulled you towards him, wrapping his arms around you from behind and tugging your back to his chest, chin resting on top of your head.

“T-Taehyung, what are you doing?” Your eyes practically blew out, hands instinctively falling around him holding your waist. 

“Keeping you warm.” Taehyung stated simply, until he suddenly dipped his face into the crook of your neck, speaking lowly by your ear. “Princess can’t be cold, now can she?”

Your heart was beyond fluttering at this point, nearly hiding your face in your hands at the feeling of Taehyung’s strong arms wrapped snug around you, acting mischievous in front of everyone watching.

You were only focused on the feeling of Taehyung hugging you from behind when you suddenly caught an extremely good-looking pair of women ogling at him, stealing your attention.

Scratch that, now that you looked, nearly everyone around you gawking at Taehyung and yourself very evidently, clearly admiring his Godly looks or high-status reputation and it instantly left you either jealous, insecure or both. It didn’t help that every woman who saw him and gave you a dirty look was someone incredibly hot, causing you to flash back to the women who spoke so casually about spending the night with Taehyung, and little to your knowledge just how many nights, with how many women.

It made you possessive, jealous that everyone was most likely considering how much better he could’ve looked with someone else, someone hotter, someone prettier. Insecurity was surely there, though now you severely felt the stubborn emotion of wanting to prove a point to everyone, and even more so to Taehyung.

Just like when you kissed him at the gala, you couldn’t help but think that maybe sometimes Taehyung could also contemplate he wants a better wife; a sexier one, a smarter one, a prettier one, and it’s what caused you to grab his tie arbitrarily and kiss him so boldly that night. Even if he’s always been relatively nice to you, maybe you really were a disappointment in areas that turn him off.

Especially in the sexy one.

You knew you could be sexy, but it just took the right amount of trust and knowing a guy to really become engaged with him in that way, and Taehyung has always been a bit of a stranger to you.

These are the thoughts that occupied your mind as you two found your seat in one of the Ferris Wheel cars, sitting across from Taehyung as the ride began to move. More of the amusement park came into view, and Taehyung became taken by the lights brightening the dark night. You would’ve said the same, watching as the attractions below became smaller, smaller and smaller until one thing you’d forgotten before getting on this ride suddenly occurred to you.

Your extreme fear of heights.

You were trying to remain calm until the car had reached the highest point of the Ferris Wheel and abruptly halted, sending the car to scarily move. You thought it only stopped in place to permit more people onto the ride, though an announcement sounding just after your wishful thinking confirmed it would be much longer than you expected.

“Some technical difficulties has stopped the ride, we’ll proceed normally in 10 minutes.”

And this was when you went into overdrive. The ground suddenly became too far away, the dark of the night making everything only half visible to you and the height entirely dreadful. Panic began to flood your chest, leg bouncing incessantly as you gripped the edge of your seat hard, trying to swallow your fear down your throat.

You thought Taehyung wasn’t paying attention to you, though he spoke up suddenly noticing your change in behaviour. “Hey, are you okay?”

“N-no.” You decided to admit honestly for your own good as you swallowed hard. “I-I don’t really like heights.” You hated that you always manifested tears in your eyes whenever panic overtook you, trying to dry them so as to not alarm Taehyung, though he became concerned all the same.

“You sure you just don’t like them? You seem terrified.”

“Okay, I lied. I’m really fucking scared of heights.” You declared near tears, trying to hold them back as you looked at the ground beneath you and could only think about what would happen if you fell.

“Really? So if I just..” Taehyung then teasingly reached for the width of the car, about to move it as a joke until you cried out in a frantic shrill, utterly horrified.

“Taehyung, stop!” You nearly shrieked. “I’m serious, please don’t move it, please” Your tears betrayed you and one dared to fall, shaking in fear, wanting to curl up into a ball just to escape the suffocating feeling of panic in your chest.

“Oh shit, you’re actually acrophobic.” Taehyung realized he’d made a mistake, grimacing at his now stupid joke.

“You think!”

“Okay, okay. Come here, come to me.” Taehyung then leaned over and held out his arms, the car small enough so that he was substantially reaching for you.

You were apprehensive, though slowly hooked onto his forearms securely, standing up with deer-like legs as you stepped tentatively into his arms, Taehyung pulling you next to him in a single breath. You plopped down beside Taehyung and rapidly wrapped your arms around his torso, nuzzling yourself close to him in fear when your weight on his side of the car made it move.

You clutched onto him for dear life, on the verge of crying at how high you two were. “Why is it so high, why are we so high?” You asked rhetorically in a fearful mantra, voice breaking as you bordered on more tears.

You were tensing in utter terror until you felt Taehyung’s comforting arms find purchase around you, hugging you to him. He held you near, rubbing at your arm pacifyingly as he leaned you into him. “It’s alright, Ari. I’m sorry I scared you, I didn’t mean to do that.” He apologized in earnest, registering you had a serious phobia and could tell just by the way you were fearfully shaking in his hold.

You didn’t respond, him only feeling you continue to shake as you clung to him hard, figure telling of intense fear. “Hey, try talking to me.” Taehyung offered, knowing you two would unfortunately be stuck here for a while. “Is there something on your mind? Talk to me.”

You tried to focus on his words and less on your fear, remembering there in fact was something on your mind, bringing it up as a distraction.

“There is, actually, but.. I don’t know if I should say it.”

“You can tell me anything.” Taehyung encouraged.

You thought the question over before you considered suppressing it. “D-do you think our relationship needs to be more sexy?” You grimaced at yourself for asking, feeling Taehyung tense underneath you and thought you’ve really done it now, preparing for some sort of rejection. 

Until Taehyung responded.

“What do you mean?” His tone was oddly too leveled.

“I just.. um, thought maybe people don’t believe our relationship cause we’re not.. sexy enough.”

“Why.. do you think that?” Taehyung sounded it out himself, growing alert by the context of the conversation, while you were adamant on proving a point.

“Well, maybe people like my co-worker get too comfortable cause they don’t see the sexy side of our relationship.”

“And how would we fix that?” Taehyung knew his question opened the door for something more, more discovery, more exploration and he thought he may have taken it too far. Though when you lifted yourself from off his side, looking into his eyes in earnest, he thought he may not have made a mistake after all.

Taehyung swallowed, looking into your expectants, doe eyes as you looked at him innocently; until you flashed a glance at his welcoming thighs deliciously manspreading. You tried to remain calm about it, taking a deep breath and going all in, tentatively bring your hands to his chest and hook one of your legs over him.

You bravely straddled Taehyung’s lap in a single moment, settling above his crotch as you peered at him with an unreadable expression.

You didn’t know you could be so bold yourself, but kept replaying you may be depriving Taehyung of something you’ve been wanting all this time, too, and so you took your leap of faith.

Taehyung froze, eyes wide as his hands naturally fell around your hips sitting on him, and he couldn’t help but grow weak at the innocent look in your eyes though your body doing the contrary. He only watched as your sight lingered on his soft lips, his own hands canvasing up to grip your sides with an emotion he could only label as want, eyes filled with anticipation.

“We can fix it… like this.” You spoke, hand sliding up to grab Taehyung’s jaw. You didn’t think, mind blank as you leaned forward and pressed your mouth against Taehyung’s in a single second. Taehyung didn’t even have time to feel surprised, in shock for an instant before he began relishing in the familiar sensation of your lips, warm palms smoothing over your sides.

You slid closer to his body, feeling your chest push against his own as you deepened the kiss, already slow and searing in nature though now with a hint of lust, a hint of desire that leaked into the way you began grinding your body against his, needing more. Taehyung gladly accepted that, opening his mouth to let his tongue tentatively take action, adoring the taste of you in all its glory.

He tongue swiped your bottom lip, loving the wet feeling and you opened right up for his taking, all-consuming and head-spinning.

You snuck your hands up into his hair, tugging at the tresses lightly and Taehyung groaned satisfyingly into your mouth, revving your engine carnally. You became more impatient for friction, something to quell the continuous bouts of arousal shooting through your body, and so you began moving yourself over his welcoming crotch. You felt him twitch underneath you, beginning to rock himself along with your smaller body, pushing his hips up into you that yearned for more, yearned for more of him.

Your mouths began moving more harshly the more time passed, full on making out as you moved more urgently against him, the hint of his length grazing you sensitized area lighting you on fire. He caught your bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled away from you, tugging on the flesh as he breathed for much needed air, moaning as your foreheads found each other.

“Ari.. do you want me to touch you?” He breathed hard, trying to compose himself before you chimed in, clasping the nape of his neck as you whispered into his ear.

“Touch me, Taehyung.” You breathed hotly. “I’m yours, aren’t I?” You catered to his tendency to be possessive, loving it yourself as you felt your veins buzz with electricity.

Taehyung instantly felt ignited, his cock jolting at just the feeling of you straddling him and he dragged his tongue along the inside of his cheek, smirking.

“Anything you want, Princess.”

The heat of Taehyung’s stare then turned dark, smoothing his large palms over your thighs until he met the meat of your ass underneath your jacket, hands cupping around as he pushed you down right above his growing length. He wasted no time in colliding his lips with yours again, continuously moving you over himself in a grinding motion that had you reciprocating, moaning with him as arousal began dripping you both.

This time his tongue openly licked into your mouth and you let him in completely, darting your tongue out to tangle with his passionately. The kiss was growing sloppy, both of you getting high off practically dry humping each other, your hands mercilessly feeling up his taut chest as he moved a large palm behind your back, arching you into him.

Taehyung then suddenly came off your lips and began kissing the side of your mouth, trailing down to your jaw while you reeled at the feeling of his searing lips against your skin. He laid hot kisses all the way down until he reached the junction of your neck, finding a sweet spot and began sucking at it with need, working his mouth against your soft skin to imprint you with his desire.

His teeth occasionally grazed your skin, Taehyung licking over the bites for an apparent mark and the sound of your moan each time. He didn’t care who saw his dark hickeys, in fact, he wanted everyone to see. Especially men who can’t fucking understand you’re married. Taehyung didn’t know he could be so possessive, so adamant of something being his unless it came to you.

For some odd, unknown reason, he found himself wanting you to him, wanted to be the only one who gets to have you; maybe it’s because he’s never felt this way before, or has never felt so emphatically about it. But it constantly ate at his brain, thinking of the men that got to kiss you just like this, got to have you sit on their lap just like this.

And he fucking hated it.

Hated that the one time you gave your heart to a man he treated you so horribly, hated that the same man was the reason you were so apprehensive when it even came to sex or anything alike, remembering the night your marriage was supposed to be consummated.

But what he mostly hated was knowing you’re right in front of him while he craves you, right before his eyes and his wife in every sense of the word, though felt as though he could never truly have you, never truly within his grasp as your stranger of a husband, a physical boundary between you two he should never cross, and it was just sickening.

Though now the line was crossed, and all Taehyung could feel in this moment was his sheer desire, his incessant, passionate desire for you and it was growing exponentially. That kiss from last week sent his mind spiraling, thinking he was absolutely stupid for having so boldly kissed you though kept remembering the way you teased his ability. The way you questioned his wanting to kiss you for more than just the farce you two were putting on, thinking you were so entirely wrong about it.

He wanted to kiss you all the fucking time.

So Taehyung channeled it into his work now, having been completely surprised by your bold act though giving in because it was you. He knew this was his indication things could be taken further with you, to another level he’d imagined on occasion and that was all now seemingly possible.

It’s what made Taehyung leave such dark marks, feeling you up all over your body and finally able to touch where he knows is simply beautiful. He knew your body was gorgeous, quite frankly all of you was. He’d seen it when you slept with him every night in just a cami and shorts, he’d seen it in the red dress that hugged your every curve and wanted to tear it off your body, and he’d seen it with your little shower mishap just earlier today.

And it made his mind wander, wander dangerous places he didn’t think accessible.

But here he was, you grinding against his clothed, semi-hard dick while he sucked hickeys onto your pretty neck in a fairly public place, and it alighted something he’d kept suppressed the entire time he’s known you.

Taehyung was getting completely lost, almost animalistic in his kissing until you let out the prettiest moan he’s ever heard, his name at the end of it and he couldn’t help but grow fucking harder.

“Taehyung.” You breathed out, his name seeming so natural to roll of your tongue, hugging his head into your neck and you couldn’t help but gush at the fact that his face was stuffed into you. You moaned again at the prospect, knowing you had Kim Taehyung’s lips sucking hickeys onto you and you were wetter than you should’ve been.

“Taehyung.”

“Fuck, don’t do that. It does shit to me, princess.” Taehyung breathed out frustrated, knowing you’d hit the nail right on the head when you’d teased him about having a name kink, because he most certainly did.

You moaned again until you needed a break, winded when you suddenly grabbed his face off your neck and made him look into your eyes, his lips swollen pink from the kissing and it only made him appear more delectable. You couldn’t even think of anything to say, only gazed at him as he gazed at you, feeling mutually confused about what’s happening though loving it all the same.

Taehyung couldn’t get over the way your eyes shone as they reflected the lights below, semi-wanting to have brought you here just to see the way your eyes would light up in the dark. He also couldn’t grasp how you seemed like the most innocent thing on Earth but could so boldly straddle and make out with him in this moment, losing his mind at the prospect there was still so much to you he had yet to discover.

You began gliding your thumbs across Taehyung’s skin, finding him simply the most gorgeous human you’ve ever seen, the moonlight always finding a way to emphasize that fact.

You couldn’t think of anything to say right now, the sentimental moment lingering in a way you never really wanted to end. You didn’t want to ruin it with questions or statements that meant too much either, simply smiling at him as a settlement, eyes glistening in a way that conveyed how you felt instead.

How despite your fear of heights there was a sense of security you felt in his arms, how he managed to always quell your troubles, the way he looked at you as though there’s something more behind his eyes, more than just the mystery he showed everyone else.

So all you could do was bring his lips to yours for a sweet, delicate kiss. A kiss so slow it was searing, a kiss so tender it made him smile against your lips in a way that had your heart leaping hurdles. It was progressing again, both of groaning into the kiss until another announcement sounded initiating the continuation of the ride.

You disconnected from him as the Ferris Wheel car began to move, quirking your eyebrow smugly as you swung your leg off to unstraddle him, plopping down beside him.

“We should make things sexier like that.” You casually said, folding your arms and suddenly the height of the Ferris Wheel didn’t feel so scary, looking off at the attractions below you two. “You know, as more evidence.”

Taehyung was only left flabbergasted, having thought he should’ve cherished the moment more because one second you were in his lap, and now suddenly it was empty. He scoffed to himself as he looked down and realized you’d gotten him hard, abandoning him just on the cusp of finishing him off.

Taehyung bit his lip as he peered down at you and caught sight of his purple marks on your delicate neck, completely turned on by the arousing contrast in ways that left him wanting more, responding to your earlier remark.

“Yeah, we fucking should.”

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