Ariadne's POV:

Taehyung lifts his eyebrow at you with a glint of deviltry in his eyes. "I can safely say that I have good karma." He teases you, observing your puzzled expression as he tilts his head to the side.

"And how is that possible?" Your cynical attitude only manages to make him laugh out loud.

What the hell is he talking about? He's carrying thousands of deaths on his shoulders, where's the good in that?

He shakes his head playfully before he places both of his hands on your thighs and leans in closer, letting his warm breath fan over your face. The atmosphere in the room changes in a blink of an eye.

Staring at his asymmetric eyes you notice his pupils dilating. "Because every action I took until now has led me to you." Your lips part at Taehyung's unexpected words, grabbing his attention immediately.

You observe his body reacting to you. His dark orbs illuminated by the dim light are fixated on your lips, his chest rising slowly as he's trying to calm down his breathing.

Him imagining how you taste causing his Adam's apple to move up and down as he swallows, obviously struggling to keep himself calm.

You feel his large hands gently moving on your thighs, his slim fingers applying slight pressure on your skin, causing a tingling feeling to appear in the pit of your stomach that spreads through your whole body like wildfire.

When his wanting gaze meets your own, you let out a shaky breath as the dark mystery in his eyes captivates your whole being. Not even noticing that you're running out of breath, you let your lungs get filled with his inviting scent.

His whole existence is begging for your touch.

Your hand nears his face, your eyes following the movement of your fingers as they come in contact with his forehead, brushing away the unruly locks of hair before they run over his arched brow.

They make their way down to his cheek before they trace the sharp line of his jaw, continuing down his neck to finally rest at the nape of it, gently pulling at the soft hair they stumble upon.

Taehyung closes his eyes, his mouth popping open as he leans his head further into your touch with a soft sigh escaping his throat. You anchor your attention on his inviting lips before closing your eyes and letting your body do what it desires the most.

His taste is dangerous, warning you, making you tremble as he inhales a sharp breath when he realises what you're doing. He doesn't take long to respond, pressing his soft lips harder against your own as his hand finds its way to your waist.

You hate it. You hate the fact that he fits perfectly against you, that his lips are able to fulfil your being as a whole, that his touch ignites a fire in you so powerful you wonder if your shattered mind can endure it all.

You hate the fact that you're willing to disregard all of his wrongdoings just because he feels so welcoming, almost familiar.

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Taehyung bites at your bottom lip, earning a soft moan from you as he pulls it into his mouth and sucks on it. He growls lowly when you tug at his hair, forcing you to lay on your back and letting his knees push your thighs apart.

You breathe in shakily, taking in the earthy smell of his skin mixed with his fresh cologne when he swipes his wanting tongue over your lips. Not wasting a single moment, you let his devilish mouth explore you further.

His tongue intertwines with yours sensually as if the two of you are going through the familiar steps of a fiery choreography you've already rehearsed countless of times before.

There it is, just a tiny hint of the dark side of his being. You can taste the bitterness of it in your mouth, sense the coldness in his longing touch, the feeling causing unwanted goosebumps to form on your warm skin.

It's a gentle reminder for your hazy head that Taehyung is a very hazardous entity after all. Even when the harsh reality hits your consciousness, you can't help but put your complete trust in him.

That's another reason to despise yourself even more for being so annoyingly weak for him.

Arching your back in an attempt to inch closer to him, you let your impatient fingers roam down his firm chest, feeling the lean muscles tense underneath your delicate touch until you finally grip the hem of his shirt.

A soft sigh escapes his throat when his mouth unwillingly parts with your own, his lips lingering over yours much longer than necessary.

Now straddling you, he automatically raises his finely shaped arms, allowing you to pull the soft fabric of the shirt over his head. Both of you chuckle lightly at his disobedient hair, him running his fingers through it to try and tame it.

His thighs are firmly keeping your hips in place, not letting you writhe underneath him. His lightly defined chest is now on full display to your eager eyes, which explore every single detail of his upper physique.

His skin is glistening in the faint moonlight seeping in through the window, having that same silvery glow as the long earring adorning his left ear. Your eyes caress the fine lines of his lean abdomen until an intricate detail grabs your attention.

With your peripheral vision, you notice him curiously tilting his head to the side before he realises what you're staring at. A hum escapes his throat as his hand teasingly travels to his pants, his thumb dipping under the hem.

Pushing the fabric downward, he reveals a tiny part of the tattoo adorning his right hip. You still can't figure out the exact design of it, which makes you roll your eyes and sit up, an exasperated sigh leaving your lips.

Without a bit of hesitation, your fingers wrap around the button of his pants before they impatiently undo the zipper. As you're pulling down the fabric, you lean in and let your warm tongue glide along the lines of his shuddering muscles.

A sharp hiss leaves his throat as he tilts his head back, his hips naturally bucking up towards you when you let your mouth suck a mark into his delicate skin.

You love the way he's helpless in front of you, making you feel like you're in complete control of him.

"A phoenix, huh? It suits you, especially that black and white vibe," You whisper against his hot skin, feeling the straining bulge in his underwear underneath your fingertips as you observe the swirling ink in its full glory.

Taehyung snaps his head towards you, his gaze dipping down to meet yours as he subtly winks at you. "You don't say," He chuckles, his laugh echoing through the silent room before he makes you halt your breath as he pushes you down on the bed and hovers over you.

The heat forms in the pit of your stomach, sending little pleasurable needles down to your core when you feel his clothed cock gently brush over your thigh.

A devilish smirk appears on his lips as he watches you clench your jaw to try and stop any moans from escaping your mouth. "Whoops, my bad," He growls playfully, his long fingers tracing your tense jaw before they turn it to the side in one swift movement.

Your neck is now completely vulnerable and exposed, Taehyung taking the chance to easily make you succumb to him. He rolls his hips skilfully, grinding against you as he leaves a trail of wet kisses down to your collarbone.

A string of curses escapes your lips, followed by a startled yelp as he doesn't bother to take off your shirt, ripping it in half instead. "Taehyung!" You try to protest, only to be silenced by his soft lips.

He easily slides his tongue in your mouth as you take a surprised breath when you feel him cupping your breasts. Your pulse starts racing when you realise that you want him to be the one who'll mark you as his.

Entirely.

When his hair tickles your sensitive skin as he continues to leave dark marks all over your collarbones, your nails scratch his back and earn a low groan from him, the powerful sound being the mixture of slight pain and pure pleasure.

You bite your lower lip when his hand travels down your stomach and then to your jeans, your fingers finding their way to his hair and tugging on it lightly. He anchors his dilated pupils on you, lifting his eyebrow in confusion.

Your lips thin out into a line and his eyes immediately soften as he realises what's happening. His fingers trace your cheek gently as a soft smile adorns his lips. "I'll be as gentle as possible."

Letting out a sigh of relief, you cause an amused hum to escape his throat that soon turns into a devious chuckle as he lowers himself so that he's above your stomach.

He is a dangerous animal stalking your deepest desires and you love it. Even though you're still aware of the fear inside of you, the adrenaline coursing through your veins at this moment is far more overpowering.

You want him whole, with everything he has to offer to you and damn, he can offer a lot. The trail of fiery tingles his touch leaves on your skin is enough of a proof to you.

Lifting your hips, you help him remove your jeans in one swift movement. The first time his hands come in contact with your inner thighs, you almost lose the rest of the common sense remaining in you.

Your legs tremble when he spreads them further apart, his eyes never leaving your now completely soaked underwear. His expression darkens at the sight, making him poke out his tongue and wet his lower lip.

Lust is pouring out of his every pore, his intense stare causing a shiver to run down your spine. "You're mean, you know that?" You sigh in frustration, watching as his brows knit together in a confused frown.

"Of course I do. Tell me something I'm not aware of." He tilts his head to the side, his eyes following his fingers as they draw small patterns on your burning skin.

You snicker with a glint of mischievousness in your eyes. "How good I taste." His lips part at your response, a bewildered expression adorning his sharp features. One moment later, his eyes narrow to slits as he runs his tongue over his upper teeth.

Don't you try and be all bold with me or I'll wreck you apart, sweetie.

His threatening voice travels through your mind before he slides your underwear down your legs, completely exposing you to him. Your hand naturally travels down to your heated core, hiding it from his lustful gaze.

You almost scream out in the next moment, arching your back with your eyes wide open as he grabs your hand and exposes you before he dives between your legs at an astonishing speed. To your surprise, he's incredibly gentle with you.

He growls against your core when he gets a taste of you, his fingers softly spreading your folds before they dip down to your entrance, teasing you devilishly.

You violently shudder, hissing uncontrollably when his hair glides over your lower stomach as the cold silver earring grazes your heated skin.

His tongue flattens against your clit, causing your eyes to roll up in pure delight when his mouth encloses your sensitive core, sucking on it lightly. You feel your arousal coating his fingers that are still gently circling your entrance.

You did pleasure yourself before, but his burning touch and skilful tongue are something out of this world. You're trembling underneath him, clenching onto his hair desperately as you buck your hips up, your whole body pleading for more friction.

Then, everything stops. "What the fuck Taehyung?!" Your animalistic groan shocks you as much as it surprises him, causing you to cover your mouth in embarrassment as he laughs out genuinely.

"I want to feel you clench your tight walls around me," He simply says as he undresses, gifting you with the view of his whole body. He bites his lower lip when the colder room temperature hits his sensitive cock that lightly twitches in response.

Fuck. The silvery glow from the moonlight and the dim lighting is making him appear to be ethereal but completely stripped of any innocence. A thin layer of sweat coating his whole frame puts your mind into overdrive.

The bed dips under his weight once again when he slowly situates himself above you, lifting your right leg and resting it on his shoulder as he wraps his veiny arm around it for support.

He pumps his cock unhurriedly, coating it with your arousal as well as his own before he aligns his tip with your entrance, brushing over your skin like a feather and sending a nervous shiver down your spine.

Your whole body stiffens and you inhale sharply when he enters you gently, stroking your leg to comfort you. "Relax babe, breathe. It'll hurt less that way."

His calming voice loosens your clenched muscles as he growls lowly when he feels you stretching around him. "God, you're so tight for me. Are you okay?" He grits through his teeth, restraining himself from the urge to snap his hips into your own.

You don't know if you want to scream at him to go further or make him stop immediately.

The way he's stretching you hurts a lot, but the feeling of his large cock inside of you is making you want him more. He leaves light butterfly kisses down your leg as he finally fully coats himself in you, letting you get used to his size.

His fingers glide along your stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind them as he slowly pulls out and leaves only his tip inside of you, making you sigh from the lack of pain filled with immense pleasure.

"Please, don't tease me Taehyung," You moan out and bite on your lower lip afterwards as he drives back into you with a bit of more force, a loud growl leaving his throat as his strong hands clutch your tender flesh.

You feel a bit of blood trickle out of your entrance, but you don't care.

The only thing in your mind is him stretching your walls perfectly as he finds a steady pace, the scent of both of your arousals filling the room, his short breaths overpowered by your loud moans and the pure ecstasy forming in the pit of your stomach.

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Taehyung's POV:

I continually stroke Ari's hair as we are sprawled on the bed, our bodies tangled in a silly mess. Her head is resting on my chest, rising and falling with the rhythm of my calm breathing, sending her off into a deep slumber.

Moving my hand from the back of my head, I rub my eyes as I think of a solution to a large problem that's picking at my mind like a bothersome woodpecker.

That blondie is dead, but the thing is that he's a celebrity I viciously killed without a second thought. I just couldn't control myself, when I saw the two of them in each other's embrace, I completely lost my shit.

Oh well, nothing I can't fix in a couple of minutes.

Puckering my lips as I give it my all not to wake the sleeping beauty up, I untangle myself from her grasp and watch her when she turns on her stomach with a light sigh, burying her head in the pillows when she gets comfortable.

I don't want to leave her, but alas, I have a murder to clean up.

Placing my hand on her shoulder, I glide my nose over her delicate skin before I leave a small kiss behind, trailing my fingers along the curvy line of her back and making her squirm under my touch.

"Shit, you're so beautiful. I don't want to leave you." My voice is barely above a whisper as I let my wanting gaze cruise her voluptuous figure.

God, did I make the right decision? Ah, I don't deserve her, I don't.

Snapping out of my lovely daze I focus on the task ahead of me, an easy one if I might add. I only need to put on some clothes because I don't want to be a rude grim reaper. Or maybe I just- No, okay, stop it now.

Letting the aura consume me whole, I find myself in another room, the owner of it getting some shut-eye in the comfort of their bed. My nose wrinkles at the sweet aroma filling the air, almost making me heave.

Jesus Christ, I'll faint. My lids are already feeling too heavy for me to keep them from closing on me, so I quickly head over to the nearest window and open it, letting the fresh air fill up my lungs.

Do girls think this miasma of pink roses and daisies is attractive to men? "Wake up!" I roar, startling the girl who was peacefully sleeping on the bed.

Before she can scream out in utter terror, I shut her mouth by placing my hand over her face and smirk lightly as I see tears welling up in her sleepy eyes.

They are the most defenceless when they are languid, this is the perfect time for me to strike. "You're Mina, right?" My penetrating glare is fixated on her wavering doe eyes, her head nodding vigorously at my question.

A couple of strands of hair fall over her face, so I gently push them away and place them behind her ear. "Good. Now you see, I have a little problem that I'm sure you'll be able to mend," I trail off, tilting my head to the side as I observe her terrified expression.

Since she's unable to mutter a single word and doesn't have much choice, she continues nodding at me, wanting me to get this over with and leave her alone as soon as possible.

The dark aura engulfs me once again, beseeching me to consume her dainty soul and find someone else for the task, but I hold back the urge and only let myself get inside her perplexed mind.

There we go, another problem gone in a matter of seconds.

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