Darkness.

Cold, pungent air.

Desiree sniffed, licking the salty tears from her lips.

She looked up at the starry sky above through heavy eyelids. Her body trembling slightly in the chill of the night.

Soft, gradual footsteps were heard from behind her and the sound of them made her turn around.

Dolphin Bay was the one place that she could count on to be alone so who this could be approaching now?

Perhaps a thief in the night? 

Something or someone even more sinister!

She pulled the denim jacket that was thrown over her shoulders tighter around them in fear with shaking fingers. 

Blinking rapidly, Desiree squinted into the darkness.

Soon, the figure stepped into the moonlight near the shore.

"Taehyung!"

His flaxen hair blew about his forehead, exposing it. He looked down his sharp nose at her huddled there, frightened on the sand. 

He was still wearing the navy dress pants he had on earlier at the Restaurant but his blazer was gone and three buttons had come undone at the neckline of his shirt.

Desiree scrambled to her feet and took a few steps back.

She hoped he couldn't see that she'd been crying.

"Des?" Taehyung's deep voice broke the silence, "What are you doing here by yourself?"

"S-sorry!" The young girl stammered. 

Then she instantly wondered what exactly she was apologising for? 

Desiree set off toward the bank of sand that led through the dark back to where her car was parked. 

She'd already suffered enough of Taehyung's ignominy for one night!

"Don't let me interrupt you.....I don't know why I came here," She mumbled and dried her face roughly. Desiree smoothed her hair back as well, feeling suddenly hyper-aware of her appearance.

So much for the three hours spent in the hair salon! The damp sea-blast caused her wild mane to revert to its natural state. Her hair curling ornately now around her face. 

"You're not interrupting anything?"

"I should... I'll go now." 

Taehyung caught her around the waist, unexpectedly.

Desiree gasped, trapped in his embrace. Her body seized by a chaos of emotions. With nowhere to put her hands, she let them rest against the broadness of his chest. 

"Don't go!" He said quietly and Desiree lifted her eyes to meet his. They were softened with sadness and regret.

The look in his eyes wasn't enough to tell her how sorry he was. That he didn't mean to parade himself and Nathalie in front of her like that. That he had no idea about tonight and how much he wished that it was her by his side at that table instead of Nathalie. He would let Desiree take her place in a heartbeat, if he could. 

Taehyung cradled her face between his hands, bringing his forehead down to rest on hers. Her skin was hot against his and Taehyung smiled for the first time in a hundred days.

 "You silly girl! Why did you come here this late? I could have been anyone! Are you alright?"

"Yes. I'm good...I guess." The girl muttered, disorientated. The butterflies in her stomach going crazy.

"Des, I've missed you..." Taehyung breathed.

Desiree shivered. She sucked a harsh breath in as another lone tear trickled down her cheek.

"Tae, please dont..."

'Its the truth! I miss you and I can't stop thinking about you..." Taehyung's lips tickled her ear and Desiree felt herself tremble with shame and longing.

Stumbling backwards, Taehyung guided them under the safe shelter of a nearby palm tree. 

He didn't need the daylight to navigate every perimeter of this beach. He knew it like the back of his hand. 

Taehyung gathered her soft legs in his hands, wrapping them around his waist and she clung to him for dear life, surprised at being swept off her feet.

"Don't try to resist me, Des." Taehyung murmured teasingly, "You know you can't. I can't resist you either...."

His fingers roamed the dark outline of her features finding her face and her mouth was already waiting like a question. 

Desiree wasn't going make this out to be something that it wasn't: 

Taehyung was using her again to get what he wanted and she was giving into him. Too weak to withstand him when he was this close, this perfect feeling in her arms— 

Taehyung's soft lips painted hers and she parted their borders allowing the bite of the liquor and sweetness of the cherry coke still dancing on their tongues to mingle. 

He smiled into her kiss. 

His heart leaping and rejoicing in his chest. She was doing more than just not stopping him like he'd thought she would. 

Instead, she was kissing him back!

He felt so much in that moment, he thought the cold lump caged within his breast, would literally break. 

It pumped fiercely- blood red and thrashing about, reawakened by burning passion again. 

Frustration, longing, need - all toiled in the pit of his stomach.

He decided to go all in before she could withdraw her mind from its far places and run away from him again. 

His arms were around her, as sure and hard as the dark road that she had travelled along to get all the way here...back to him.

Desiree felt a sudden rush of helplessness. The sinking yielding, a surging tide of warmth that left her limp. 

She could not even see Taehyung well in the darkness but she could feel him. Every contour, sinew and detail unique to him was blurred and drowned into nothingness. Nevertheless, she knew every part of him, seeing him as clear as day in her mind's eye.

Taehyung stroked her cheek with his thumb, gently tipping her head to the side and tenderly kissing the young girl's lips. 

Softly at first, then steadily mounting with a swift progression of intensity that made her cling to him as though he were the only solid thing in this dizzy swaying world.

 She pulled away for a second, breathing hard, their noses brushing and impatience stirring in the depths of Taehyung's bowels. It wasn't long before his insistent mouth was parting her shaking lips again. Sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking from her, sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling. 

A swimming giddiness spun Desiree round and round.

As Taehyung's fingers found their way underneath the chiffon skirt of her dress and traced the inside of her thighs, a tremendous flash of desire tore through Desiree's body. 

Taehyung grabbed her hand and pulled it down to meet her tenderness, allowing her to feel the sap of her own arousal. Her legs went weak as he held his hand over hers, directing her fingers to circle over and around the bud that ached and throbbed to be pleasured. 

"You don't have to say a word, babygirl. Your pussy is already so wet for me and that tells me everything that I need to know," Taehyung chuckled, "You want this as badly as I do..."

She opened her mouth to cry out but immediately felt his mouth on hers again. Moving against her own so quickly and passionately, his lips tasting of dried alcohol, bitter. 

"I.....we can't do this, Tae it's wrong!" Desiree muttered past the attack of his hot mouth on hers.

Taehyung dropped his hand, letting hers fall free and Desiree felt herself wither from the cold emptiness of his retreat from her centre. 

She wanted, needed more but felt too afraid to say it or act on it. 

He belonged to someone else....

"The only thing that's wrong," Taehyung growled, "Is the fact that I'm not deep inside you now. Filling you up and making you feel good like you deserve, my babygirl..." He brushed the wild hairs away that hung around her face.

His wet tongue slid out against the warm pole her neck. He sucked the skin gently between his lips before nibbling and teasing at it again.

She gasped suddenly, her head thrown back and pressed against the rough bark of the tree. Its shadowy leaves brushing the top of their heads. The softness of Taehyung's tongue working delicate circles on the exposed flesh of her neck, her body temperature surging dangerously to boiling point from the delightful sensation.

"Tae!"  

"Des don't, please!

The girl stilled in his arms. He had her attention. Taehyung's mind rioted in confusion. It was succumbing to a strange invasion of emotions that he had never before allowed to enter his psyche.  

The defence of Taehyung's conscience caused him to struggle, nearly biting back the words that he wanted to confess to this girl. 

This special person who had touched him, changed him.

"I have feelings for you Des...really strong feelings and I tried so hard to deny them for so long but I can't do it anymore. No one has ever made me feel the way that you do."

"But you said...." Desiree hiccupped.

"Don't worry about what I said," Taehyung replied hurriedly, he gently held her face between his hands again and held her close, enjoying the softness of her breasts and the warmth of her skin, "I'll explain everything...its not what you think it is, I promise."

 At that moment she felt his hand come up beneath her dress once more, heard the rustle of material giving way, felt his large warm hand between her legs, ripping aside the lacy panties to caress her dripping folds. 

She put her arms around his neck and hung there as he opened his trousers. Then he placed both hands beneath her bare behind and lifted her.

Soft whines left Desiree's lips as he inched slowly inside her. She held onto his back, locking her arms around his shoulders securely and tightening her legs around his waist.

They could hardly breath or speak. Only small, urgent mutters and muffled grunts of pleasure issued could be heard from the two. 

Love wasn't a simple thing.

Desiree knew that now.

"I want you Des," Taehyung muttered solemnly when their release was over and as their breathing gradually slowed.

She kissed him without saying a word but her body still quivered weakly in his arms, "I always will...don't think for a moment that I didn't. I never want you to feel unwanted or unloved because of me. I made a mistake...many mistakes but I'll fix them."

Desiree found the sparkle of his eyes in the darkness and they stayed that way, just staring at each other for a moment.

"Do you believe me, Des?"

"I...I don't know. I want to but I-"

"Well I'm asking you to!" Taehyung interrupted, "Please..."

"Okay.." Desiree replied and Taehyung let out a tiny laugh of relief in claiming this small victory. He bundled her into his arms and held her tightly to his chest.

Desiree closed her eyes, listening to the dull beating of his heart. He was so different, so unguarded and she felt entirely bewitched by this new and vulnerable Taehyung. 

Maybe she could trust him again?

Desiree's mind rushed with worry. Did this mean that Taehyung was planning on calling off the engagement? But she saw the happy look on Nathalie's face earlier and they....they had kissed! Her Dad was there and everyone was so happy for them. Then there she was...in the middle. 

Desiree tried to let go of Taehyung as a colossal tremor of guilt tore into her but Taehyung held her fast! Clutching her in his arms and nuzzling his head into the crook of her neck.

"Stay with me...." Taehyung whispered and the girl nodded. 

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