"How would you feel about being tied up and blindfolded?" He asks lowly as his fingers begin to trace my thighs.

"I'm okay with trying it." My thigh twitches under his touch.

"You know I won't hurt you, right?" He says sweetly. His dominant and my submissive role are still new to us both and I honestly don't think I would even do this with another man, but I love the fact he still wants to make sure I'm taken care of.

"I know baby. I'll tell you if I need you to stop."

He nods and leans down to kiss me before walking over the the closet. He grabs the cotton belts off of the four hotel robes hanging up and walks back over to me. I hold out my wrists and he proceeds to tie them tightly together before securing the rest of the material to the headboard.

He takes the other two belts and ties my ankles to either side of the footboard. I'm spread open for him and the cool air over my exposed clit makes me that much more willing.

He takes the last belt and brings it to my face, kissing me gently once more as he wraps it around my eyes, completely removing any light or shadows from my vision.

I hear him moving, but I don't know when I'll be touched by him or anything else.

All of the sudden I feel his warm, wet tongue lick slowly over my pebbled flesh as he kisses and takes his time on my body.

I want to squirm. I want to grab him so badly but I can't move more than an inch.

"You like that?" He asks running his fingers across my skin. "You like letting me take care of you?"

"Yes sir." I breathe out as his fingers move farther down my torso.

He kisses my nipple, lightly sucking it into his mouth and I let out a whimper.

"Please baby. Touch me." I beg.

"I will. I've got you." He places his lips on to mine, parting them with his tongue.

I feel his throbbing length pressing into my hip and I want to grab a hold of him. I want to ease him of his ache but there's nothing I can do. I am at his mercy unless I say stop, but I don't want to stop.

I want more.

He moves in between my legs and I feel his swollen tip on my sensitive bud. His fingers slowly trace my arm from wrist to shoulder making me let out breathy mewls as he continues to kiss them away.

He moves his lips to my ear and I feel his tongue across my lobe. "You're so good for me baby. So wet and needy."

I want to respond but all I can do is moan and pant.

"Now look who's squirming." He smiles and I let out a small giggle.

His hands grip onto my hips as he pushes on to me, applying more pressure to my clit while he kisses and licks on my neck.

He proceeds with his actions down my body in a torturously slow pace until I feel his breath on my mound.

His tongue quickly flicks my clit making my body twitch underneath him and my breath hitch.

He does it again, this time with more force.

"Taehyung. Baby...please!" I beg. He's so close to me yet making me wait.

He sucks my clit into his mouth and let's go.

I'm being punished. He wasn't going to stop me from the little fun I was having in the shower, but now he's reminding me who's really the dominant one. No matter how hard I made him come for me earlier tonight, he's telling me he's in control and honestly, I have no problems with that. I decide to bite back my words as he continues his teasing.

"Do you think you've learned your lesson?" He asks with his lips barely grazing my mound. I'm so horny it almost hurts.

"Yes sir." I whimper.

"Whose is it?" His tongue barely running over the sensitive skin.

"Yours."

"And who's in charge right now?" He blows on my mound.

"You are."

"What will happen from now on?" His finger circles my entrance.

"I'll submit to you."

His mouth covers my mound and his fingers pump into me as he suddenly feasts on me as if he'll never get the chance again.

I scream out a moan at the sudden pleasure as he licks, sucks and caresses my aching need.

I feel the first sign of orgasm tingling at my spine and just as my walls begin to tighten, he pulls out his fingers and stops completely.

"Taehyung..." I begin to beg.

"I want to feel it. I'm aching too. Don't be greedy." I hear a smile in his voice.

Undoing the ties around my ankles, he lifts my legs onto his shoulders before he removes the blindfold from my eyes but leaves my hands tied up above my head, running the pad of his thumb over my eyebrow and over my plump lips appreciatively.

"Suck." He commands and I take his thumb into my mouth as he pushes deep inside of me.

"Shit..." he groans as he begins to roll into me.

He's not rushing. He's taking his time as he thrusts into me in tune with my sucking until he pulls his hand away from my mouth and runs the wet pad of his thumb over my hardened nipple.

I moan at his touch and he pushes into me with a little more force as he bares his teeth.

"You're so sexy, Ava. I could stay like this forever." He says as he leans in to sear a deep, passionate kiss on my lips.

He speeds his pace as he feels my walls begin to clench around him and my moans growing louder.

"Come for me. I want to feel it." He grips the headboard next to where I'm tied up and slams into me as I crash into him.

He continues with his thrusts until his body goes rigid and he's spilling into me.

With his breathing labored, he releases my wrists and I wrap my arms around his neck immediately as if I was desperate.

"Are you okay?" He asks noticing my eagerness. He begins peppering kisses all over my cheek and temple through panted breaths.

I don't say anything. I just continue to hold on to him as I come down from my orgasm.

He stops when he kisses a salty tear streaming down my face and lifts up immediately.

"Ava." He says quickly with a worried tone and expression. "Why didn't you tell me to stop?"

But I didn't want to. I don't even know why I'm crying. I can't even seem to speak. The waves of emotions I'm feeling seem to have halted the ability to form a decent sentence as I struggle to calm myself.

"Ava? Ava, are you okay? Baby?" He rolls onto his side and pulls me over to him, studying my face.

"Speak to me please." He begs as his voice begins to crack.

"I'm okay." I force out.

"Why? Why didn't you tell me you had enough?" He questions as he cups my face in his hands.

"I didn't want you to stop."

His brow furrows, my words confusing him.

"Then why are you crying?"

"I honestly don't know." I sniffle and lightly kiss his worried lips. "I'm okay. I promise."

He runs his fingers through my hair and peppers kisses over my entire face, eventually making me let out a barely audible chuckle.

"I'm sorry." He says as his lips find mine.

"For what?" I ask. I really don't regret anything.

"I made you cry." He kisses my lips gently as if I'll break.

"Taehyung, baby. I'm fine. You didn't go too far."

He pulls me into his frame and I snuggle in tightly as I fall asleep soon afterwards while Taehyung laid back playing with my hair.

All four of us sleep in until we had no choice but to get up and check out of the hotel. Unless we were willing to be charged again, but no one wanted that.

I grab my bag and look around once more to make sure nothing of either of ours was being left in the room and a mental checklist runs through my head. Even though we didn't have much with us, I didn't want to slip up and leave anything of importance behind.

Taehyung stops me and gently pulls me back to him as I reach for the door knob. When I turn to look at him, I see that he's not being flirtatious or even playful. His eyes hold a sorrow within them.

"Taehyung. I told you, I'm okay. Last night was just intense, in a good way, and unexpected. I'm not angry with you." I try to give him a reassuring smile.

"You weren't snuggled up to me when I woke up like you normally are. You didn't even kiss me good morning. I feel like something is different. That's not what I want." His expression is left unchanged regardless of my attempt to shake it.

"It wasn't intentional. I'm sorry if I put any negative thoughts in your head. Let's just go home, okay? We're okay." I stand up on my tippy toes and kiss his cheek.

I think the fact I still haven't kissed his lips just added a tinge more worry to his already overthinking mind.

Truth was, I was perfectly fine. I still don't know why I cried. I'm not angry or hurt or even sad, I just needed to cry in that moment. But this was something that neither of us expected or knew how to navigate.

The sensation I felt last night was intense and the orgasm that followed, even more so. But if I knew those stupid tears would result from it and put this damper of emotion between us, I would have done something - anything different.

We step out of the room and knock on Justin and Madison's door to let them know we're ready to head home. However, when Madison opens the door and sees me, her eyes grow wide and Justin's mouth even hung open a tad.

Her eyes roam my throat and frame and then flit over to Taehyung who was partially standing silently behind me.

"What...what happened?" She says quietly but concerned.

I had at least seven marks on my neck and chest that would typically be hidden under my hair or different clothes but my hair was a mess from the shower and sex last night so I had it tied back and my loose flowing tank top from yesterday did little to conceal the ones on my chest. They were just hickeys but I'm sure the amount and size of them was a bit alarming.

She looks down to my wrists and I realize how red and a bit raw they look under the dramatic fluorescent lights of the hotel hall.

"I'm okay." God, I wish I could quit saying that.

She gives me a look of silent interrogation. I know she doesn't believe me and she doesn't know what goes on behind our closed doors. It's really none of her business.

However, I know she isn't going to just let it go. The hickeys could be mistaken for bruises and the red marks on my wrists and my ankles that she now also notices could be worrisome to someone who doesn't have the same kind of sex life like we sometimes do.

I look back to Taehyung who looks like he wants to run away or even beg for some type of forgiveness. I try to give him another reassuring smile, but it's not seeming to help today.

I let out a heavy sigh and begin to walk to the elevator faster than I intended to. Madison jogs up behind me as I reach the elevator. Taehyung and Justin walk slowly behind talking. I'm not sure what he's telling him or if they're even talking about me at all. I don't think Taehyung would disclose our personal business in too much detail or even want to, but I don't know if he's feeling as put on the spot as I am or not.

I tap the button and the doors opened right away. I planned on holding the elevator for everyone else but Madison quickly hits the close door button as she steps inside.

"Ava. What's going on? Did he hurt you or choke you or something...else?" She forces me to look at her.

"Madison...for fuck's sake! I'm okay!" I yell.

"Then what's all of that?" She points at my neck and limbs.

"Madison...it's private."

The door opens and we walk into the lobby quietly and out to the car.

"Ava..." she tries to continue once we reach the middle of the parking lot.

I let out a loud frustrated sigh and snap back around to face her.
"Taehyung and I have different...ideas of what we like to do together...sexually...sometimes than what you or some people may find enjoyable."

I do my best to explain our love life without going into too much detail. It's none of her business and I know she just cares and is making sure I'm safe but still. Plus, I really don't want her looking at Taehyung negatively or in that way.

She raises her eyebrow and puts a hand on her hip. Good lord! I guess I'm going to have to be a bit more blunt.

"Taehyung and I dabble in soft BDSM. We're exploring it and trying new things all of the time. Yes, I consent to it. Yes, I feel safe. Yes, he makes sure he doesn't go too far. Yes, I can tell him to stop and he would. Now...can we please let...it...go?"

Madison's eyes are the size of saucers as I continue to spill all of the private information.

We hear the guys walking out of the hotel doors and she quickly turns back around to face me. "I'm interested. We'll talk later."

And at that she finally let it slide. I don't think Taehyung said anything to Justin and I don't think Justin wanted to meddle but just to prove I wasn't feeling in danger, I grab Taehyung by his shirt and crash his lips into mine.

He holds me tight and deepens the kiss as if he truly needed it and I know it was a bit over dramatic but screw it. Everyone seems to be so enthralled in our love life today anyway.

"Get a room! Again." Justin jokes before he slides in the backseat and shuts the door.

I break the kiss and look at Taehyung. His eyes were still closed and just beginning to barely open slowly. I have to admit, it was one of the better kisses I've ever planted on him.

"Are you good? Are we good? Because I'm fine and I'm not going to say it again." I scold.

He nods. "All good."

We begin to head back to our little town and I turn the music on and up loud right away to avoid any more conversation. I grab Taehyung's hand and give it a gentle squeeze which warrants a boxy smile to finally spread across his face.

However, loud music or not, it doesn't stop Madison from texting me from the back seat. I felt her eyes burning through us as she watched our interaction. It's natural to be curious, but goodness!

Maddie 🌸:
So like you got tied up
or something? Is that what
those marks are from?

I let out a sigh that only Taehyung could hear and he glances down at the phone to see the text when we pull up to a stop sign. He shakes his head and I shake mine as well.

We agree. No one else's business.

I'm not going to go into detail.
If you want more information,
the internet may help. This is
private between he and I.
I only said what I did to
ease your mind.

Maddie 🌸:
But what if I have questions
if I want to try it?

Then I'll answer them as
best as I can without talking
about my own sex life.

Maddie 🌸:
😤😩🥺

You'll be ok 😒🙄😝

We get back home after dropping Madison and Justin off and I see Uncle Kim outside getting some things from his car.

Taehyung reaches over and undoes the updo from my hair to cover my neck and reaches in the back seat to hand me a T-shirt he had left in the car the other day.

"Here. Put this on. We don't need to be questioned by him too." He says with a tight lipped smile.

I grab the shirt and slide it on quickly with a giggle. I look back over to Taehyung and he starts trying to tame my hair a bit.

"Maybe one day we'll have our own place." He winks.

I step out of the car and walk straight to the front door. I smile and bow towards Uncle Kim, but keep my hands and head down as I do my best to keep my neck hidden.

I go straight inside with Taehyung and head to the bedroom where I grab one of his oversized hoodies, a pair of leggings and some socks. At least Uncle Kim keeps the house cold.

I decide to go take a shower to try to rectify this hair of mine and just overall refresh myself.

Once I'm clean, shaven and my hair deep conditioned, I re-emerge feeling like a new, albeit fully covered woman.

I walk to the kitchen where Taehyung and Uncle Kim are talking about the festival and all of it's activities.

Uncle Kim sees me walking in and lets out a small chuckle. "Are you cold, Ava? Are you feeling sick?"

"No, I'm not sick. It's a little chilly but I like it. It was hot at the festival but a lot of fun. You should go one year." I try to get off of the subject of my attire.

Taehyung comes over to me and wraps an arm around my shoulder to pull me in for a hug.

"No, no. I'm sure you two wouldn't want me floating around. I'm glad you had fun." Uncle Kim smiles at us sweetly as he watches Taehyung hold me close.

But when he moves away from the hug, he accidentally takes my hair with him and a big, deep purple mark shows up in all of it's glory.

"Holy shit! Did you get hurt or in a fight?" Uncle Kim's eyes grow wide and I can't blame him.

After getting a better look at myself in the bathroom, they really didn't look like hickeys. It looked like I might have got my ass beat.

Taehyung's face is the shade of a tomato as Uncle Kim unknowingly calls us out.

"Oh," I grab my hair and hide it again, "yeah, Madison and I had a fight. We're good now though."

I'm lying through my teeth but he did say he doesn't want to see or hear our sex life.

"Well damn girl! Taehyung, teach the poor girl how to throw a punch." Uncle Kim pushes himself off of the marble counter and heads to walk upstairs. The moment he's out of range, Taehyung and I burst out into a fit of laughter.

"Okay, new rule. No kinky stuff unless your uncle is out of town." I smile and wrap my arms around his neck.

"Deal." He kisses my lips and peppers my face with as many kisses as it could hold.