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/REINA/
Day 2
I look up slowly and visibly gulp as we make eye contact.
He pulls my wrists roughly above my head where they are tied.
I stand there, breathless, waiting.
His gaze is piercing.
Dark. Molten. Hungry.
The chains attached to my wrists jingle as I try to keep my balance.
"Was it really necessary to tie me up?" I hiss at Taehyung.
....that's what he insists I call him now.
Not, 'Master'.
Fine.
He scoffs and readjusts the sagging length of satin that hangs around my neck, moving it back up to cover my eyes and stuffing something hard into my mouth.
I struggle to free myself, only able to reach up on the balls of my feet. My arms burn outstretched above me while the sheath of satin around my eyes keeps me from seeing anything around me.
I want to cry out but with the ball gag in my mouth all I can do is whimper.
I hear him chuckle darkly from somewhere in the room.
How long had I been left been left here?
Five hours? Six...maybe eight?
Naked, suspended from the ceiling by my wrists, and I was getting nervous. Taehyung was definitely a sadist.
I was surprised I wasn't dead already.
He did say though, that he wasn't going to kill me. But why should I believe him?
Short of murdering me, Taehyung was just as much of a salacious monster as the rumours about him had said.
He was wicked, greedy, insatiable, selfish and incredibly self-absorbed.
Despite this, I found myself unable to resist whenever he touched me.
I shuddered remembering myself last night. The feeling of my arousal coating my legs and needing more.
Shame rippled through me at the thought.
I don't know who I was in that moment but all I know is that she comes back every time Taehyung gets close.
I feel his presence approach and the warmth of his breath as he leans in and traces the shell of my ear with the tip of his tongue and I hate him but I love the way this feels.
He grabs my backside making my ass sting and my entire body burn!
I can feel the blood rushing through me.
What have you done to me, Taehyung!
I grit my teeth.
I try to fight it but instead a moan of longing escapes my chest.
Goose bumps. Shivers. Panting. The anticipation of his next touch keeps building and my skin feels incredibly sensitive exposed like this.
He sweeps a long fingered hand down to my clit. He hums a tuneless song circling the aching bud at a slow pace, the dull pressure keeping me right at the edge, not being quite enough to get me off but constantly reminding me of the need to be filled.
Need.
Need.
That's all I feel. It's constant. I have to get out of this...to get away from him.
As I writhe around, he clamps his fingers around my nipples rubbing them. Twisting then flicking his tongue slowly over them. A breathy, strangled noise escapes me as I shift, he sucks hard, enough to make me want to scream. Instead I squirm trying to allow some friction between my thighs.
I ached for more.
Taehyung's stimulations were constant, and I could feel myself getting closer.
I couldn't tell how much time had passed with me hanging there. I strained against my confines, needing release, yet he continued to torment me.
"Does my greedy girl want more?"He softly kisses the side of my neck and I bob my head eagerly just wanting my turmoil to be over; I wasn't sure how much longer I could keep this up.
Again, he drew away, depriving me of what I needed. Of his touch, his mouth, his sex.
In the darkness of my obscured vision, I finally feel him pressing against me from the back and I sigh out in relief.
"Ahh..." I hiss at the contact from his body.
"Is this what you want little slut?" He asks and I purse my lips, fuming.
My anger isn't enough to override the desire brewing inside me though. The contact is almost too much. I let out a low, muffled moan as Taehyung rubs just the tip of his manhood against my folds and my whole-body spasms.
Every part of me is hyper-sensitive.
He wraps his arms around my waist and pushes deeper against me. I can feel how hard he is and ...big.
He slides himself up and down, coating his cock in my wetness. I can feel the drool dripping down my face as I try to force my way backwards, dying for penetration.
"Why does a little slut like you smell so fucking good?" Taehyung growls, "I have to taste you..." He whispers so softly I barely hear him.
Abruptly, I feel his teeth against my neck, pain shooting through my body mixing with the pleasure.
I try to scream again as tears stream down my face.
The pain radiating from the place where Taehyung sucks greedily at my neck has started to tingle until it feels numb.
My eyelids flutter. My mind still chasing the my high as I rock against his hardness begging him to come in.
He teases at me entrance.
Slowly, slowly... it's not enough.
"Just fuck me already!" I gasp through the gag in mouth. A pathetic sob follows as I wish for this stupid thing to be taken out of my mouth.
I feel a hearty chuckle rumble out from his chest.
He tilts his hips upwards and grinds me deeper against him just letting the tip slip in.
I'm losing my mind, begging, pleading for release.
"Fuck!"
With one powerful thrust, he enters me. We both moan in unison.
Finally.
My eyes roll back and my entire body screams for one thing.
More.
/KTH/
Taehyung entered into the hall of mirrors.
He'd been disturbed by a summons from his father during another one of his innumerable erotic sessions with Reina.
He bristled with annoyance thinking about what he'd rather being doing right now. Burying himself balls deep inside that intolerably intoxicating Uddowāmu whore.
Taehyung knew he could do better.
A lot better in fact. Girls like her, he usually couldn't stand the sight of after one night but boy did he love fucking this one.
Reina Agaki
He dragged his fingers slowly over his chin remembering. His stomach churned with desire at the mere thought of her smooth skin, supple thighs and sweet, plump lips. The way she murmured weakly as he leaned down, pressing his mouth between her breasts. They way she arched into him, seeking more of his mouth.
She wanted more. So he gave her more.
Kissing a line down to her belly. A soft moan escaped her and he smiled feeling her stomach clench and quiver beneath his mouth.
And of course, yes. Perhaps he found her incredibly pretty too.... he could admit it.
But there was something else that drew him in, something more.
Taehyung brushed the thought aside swiftly, not wanting to waste too much time theorising and agonising over why the fuck he hadn't thrown the low class harlot out the door already.
They'd fucked countless times already. Still, he hadn't yet found the will to let her go.
Never mind.
He shook his head.
"Ok. I'm here. Now, what do you want?"
He spoke into the empty space. Shoving his hands into his pockets, he turned around, only to see the pattern of his own reflections on the ornate panels.
A moment of silence and then Jin's voice enters the space before his presence does.
"You'll be nothing left but blood and bones if you keep letting your foul spirit betray you.. "
"Betray me, how?" The young man scoffed impatiently.
"By your tongue!" Jin shouted and the glass around them shimmered.
"Forgive me," Taehyung smirks with a low, sweeping bow.
Jin turned his back slowly. All but entertained by his son's deliberate insolence.
He squeezed both eyes shut to calm himself, letting go a slow breath. It was always hard to look himself in the mirror knowing that he'd completely and utterly failed when it came to Taehyung.
Jin placed his hands on the counter, leaning forward and studying his own dark features in it.
"You do know why I summonsed you here..."
Taehyung cleared his throat.
"If this is about the girl... I'll get rid of her as soon as I'm done with her."
Jin glared.
"Uh...Father," Taehyung said quickly.
"And what of Collasghail?"
Taehyung lazily examined his fingernails, "What about it?"
Jin sighed at the younger's non-chalance.
"Is this all you really care about? Overindulgence... perversion?"
The younger man rolled his eyes tiredly towards the ceiling.
"Collasghail is yours now, Taehyung. Could you not spare it a single thought for just a moment? An entire Elite precinct, up in flames? What do you intend to do about it..."
Taehyung cocked an eyebrow vaguely throwing his memory to the circumstances that had brought Reina into his possession in the first place.
"Oh. That." He replied.
"Oh, that?" Jin mimics aghast, "It is also my understanding that you were there when it happened."
Taehyung could see the elder's eyes bulging out of his skull in displeasure and quickly decided he'd better attempt to smooth things over before he ended up dead for seven days in the Palace's dungeons.
That last time really threw his schedule off and he wasn't about to let it happen again.
Not when he was still far from finished with that sumptuous slut asleep in his bed.
He smirked.
"Nothing to worry about father. Just a group of underworld rebels. I asked Jimin to take care of it."
"And?" Jin questioned turning his focus on the younger man's insipid face.
"....and I'm sure he took care of it."
Jin exhaled, rolling his head around to ease the tension in his neck.
"Can I go now?"
"No." Jin answered curtly, "What about your brother?"
"What about him?" Taehyung asked.
"He's probably holed up in his room painting his nails black." He sniggered thinking about his miserable younger brother, Jungkook.
"He's not. He's missing."
"Since when?"
"Since two days ago." Jin answered, his patience waring thin.
"But that's the day the rebel attack happened...you don't think?"
"I don't know. What do you think, Taehyung!" Jin snapped, "Perhaps you can take a moment to pull your cock out every whore in Diamond City and get to the fucking bottom of what's happening!"
Taehyung's smirk fell.
"What do you need me to do, Father?"
Jin smoothed his hand through his hair."
"Find your brother."
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