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[11:12 P.M]
“Didn’t I tell you I’d never let you go?” Taeyong whispered through gritted teeth as he squeezed his hand tightly around your neck and pressed your body into the cold wall behind you.
“T-Taeyong…” you struggled to get the words out as you choked, tears started to form.
“Let Yuta go, this wasn’t his idea, it was all me, I’m the one that betrayed you.”
You told the truth. It was your idea to run away from Taeyong and live with Yuta far away. You had cheated on him with Yuta after a night of too much drinking. You were sad and you missed Taeyong who always seemed to be gone on business. Yuta was there to comfort you, he made you feel good when you were sad, but that one night opened up a messy relationship with Yuta.
You didn’t love him the way you loved Taeyong, but he filled the temporary emptiness you felt when Taeyong was gone. You both knew that things were getting out of hand when as soon as Taeyong left, you’d find yourselves intertwined and in ecstasy behind his back.
Once a member of Taeyong’s gang found out about you two, they’d quickly let him know and God knows what Taeyong would do to you both when he found out.
He was ruthless, you both knew this. You dated him for a year and a half and what you learned was that he always had his crew do most of the dirty work. But there were times when you had the unfortunate luck of seeing him torture and kill people with his own hands, that was when you saw the true nature of Taeyong.
Taeyong wouldn’t let you go easily, a quick kill was never the plan with him. He got off on seeing his victims struggle and beg, gasping for air as they tried to extend their last moments. He would torture you both for months for deceiving him and having sex behind his back.
And now, it’s been two years since you’ve seen Taeyong. You and Yuta ran away to a different city. You created fake identities and even lived together. You eventually established your own mafia and ran the drug dealings in that city together. The two of you decided that it would be the best way to live since the mafia was the only thing Yuta knew.
Yuta and Taeyong grew up together and became best friends at an early age. When Yuta got involved with the wrong crowd, someone introduced him to Víbora.
“I was young and stupid, so I took Taeyong with me.” Yuta told you one night while a cigarette sat between his cushiony lips.
“Taeyong’s parents died..in a car accident. He needed a family..”
Yuta took a drag and looked onto your naked body.
“that’s when he changed. He became…cruel..heartless..he was good at bringing pain to others, he killed everyone that he had to to make a good impression…but then he wanted more, he needed more power.”
He blew some smoke out and moved a strand of hair from your face.
“He worked his way to the top. Turning on everyone…poisoning them, lying on them to have the gang turn on them, he even left a tip to the police before a deal happened with the boss at the time. He got rid of everyone and took over.”
Yuta looked out the window and sighed before putting out the cigarette.
“Our friendship became a dictatorship…me carrying out his orders, being his right hand man…he told me he appreciated my service to him and that he cared for me deeply. But he didnt. He only cared for control and power. I was just another one of his puppets. He’s dangerous, y/n.”
You believed that Taeyong still trusted Yuta the most out of all of his henchmen. Taeyong would speak fondly of Yuta to you in private. But you knew that he wouldn’t dare let Yuta gain too much power so that he could sit on the throne with him.
As for Yuta’s feelings towards you, you both knew that he didn’t love you. You were just a device he used to make him feel better about himself, after all, he finally had something Taeyong didn’t.
But that didn’t mean you wanted him to die.
You looked past Taeyong and onto the floor where Yuta lay still. You teared up at the sight of his swollen and bruised eye, and blood leaving his mouth.
Taeyong’s boys beat him badly and kicked into his ribs and arms over and over with their tough boots. You cried out for them to stop, but they never did. The four men now stood over his body with their arms crossed.
“Taeyong, please..” You looked back at Taeyong who watched you with dark eyes. He was furious. He gave others this look when he was just about done with the fun and games, and was ready to pull the trigger, but he never looked at you like this.
He grabbed your hair and pulled your head back hard. “Ahh!” You cried out in pain, feeling as though your neck might break in half at any moment.
“Stop trying to save his life..you’re only wasting your last few minutes alive.” Taeyong still spoke with a clenched jaw.
You were about to respond when the door to the basement swung open. You looked up and smirked. It was Johnny, your best shooter. He drew up his sniper gun and quickly shot at the one light source in the basement, making the entire place go black.
That gave you time to grab Taeyong’s wrist and wrap his arm behind his back.
You pushed him with your entire body onto the wall and pulled out the gun you had in your back.
“Don’t move.” You pressed the tip of the gun into Taeyong’s chest while you caught your breath.
“Are you gonna kill me?” Taeyong asked with seduction laced in his voice. He was crazy, he always loved feeling like he was on the brink of death. You couldn’t see his face clearly but you knew he was smirking.
Taeyong’s men ran wild, trying to hide from Johnny, but they were too late. Your other men now joined him and had red laser dots on all of the four heads.
“If any of you move one fucking muscle, I’ll tell them to shoot!” You yelled out.
You weighed your options. Víbora is a large and powerful gang, kill one and the rest will swarm you like a pack of bees. You really didn’t want to upset the hive, so killing these guys wasn’t an option. Plus, you knew them and it was difficult to say goodbye even when they did beat Yuta to a pulp.
On the other hand, you knew Taeyong and you knew that he would never give up on you. He would hunt you down until one of you died.
But you couldn’t kill him either. You loved him, deep down you knew you wanted to be with him; things were complicated now and you weren’t sure if he’d ever forgive you.
You swallowed hard. “Everyone..get out now!”
No one moved. “We will shoot you if you do not leave now!” You tried to command them again, but still no movements.
They only listened to one man. Your jaw dropped as you realized that they really were willing to die for Taeyong.
“Taeyong—make this easy for them, tell them to leave.” You turned back and whispered to him.
Taeyong laughed. “I don’t care if they die, love.”
You clenched your jaw and tightened your other hand into a fist. “Tell them to leave NOW Taeyong!”
He only laughed louder and put a hand on your shoulder. “They got me to you, that’s all that matters.”
Taeyong was always putting his men in harms way, he didn’t care who made it and who didn’t. He just wanted to get the job done and you weren’t like that. You grew emotionally attached to each one of your men. You could never ask them to die for you.
“God Damn IT” you growled and threw your fist into Taeyong’s face. It was dark but the glowing moonlight outside of the small window in the basement gave you enough light to see that some blood flew out of Taeyong’s mouth.
He continued laughing, it was as if he was unaffected by your punch. “I…missed you, too.”
“Taeyong, I don’t wanna shoot these guys” you said softly.
“I’ll tell you what, come with me..and no one dies, even your precious Yuta gets to stay alive.” Taeyong said bitterly before giving a sinister smile. When he looked up at you, the moonlight illuminated one half of his face. He was dark and scary, but still so handsome.
You gulped. “I-I can’t do that.”
“If you don’t come with me, I promise I’ll find you, I’ll always find you.” Taeyong let the blood fall from the side of his mouth and onto his black shirt.
“And my men will take care of you like they were trained to do. Taeyong, I have a family now and I have to be here for them.” You snarled.
“I taught you all of this. I taught you everything. I made you! What’s yours is mine. Isn’t that how it works in relationships..honey?!” Taeyong’s voice rose and echoed through the basement while everyone else stayed still.
You shook your head. “That’s not what it felt like when we were together, Tae, you went away and never told me what for.”
“Come with me” Taeyong demanded, his tone was anything but sweet, but you were drawn to him.
“How do I know you won’t kill me?” You asked while looking at his blood stained lips.
Taeyong laughed. “Because I haven’t fucked you yet.”
You swallowed hard again and closed your eyes. You didn’t have time for this, you couldn’t keep going back and forth with a mad man like Taeyong. There was no winning with him.
Yuta needed medical help now, you had to make sure he was okay.
“Fine. I’ll go with you. Just tell your men to go and never attack Yuta or our boys again.” You sighed.
Taeyong was annoyed when you spoke Yuta’s name but he nodded.
“Get out of here, head back home now” Taeyong calmly called out to his men and just like that they scurried to the door.
You lowered your gun and turned to Johnny and the rest of your boys.
“Please make sure Yuta is okay, he can’t be seen at a hospital and you guys already know that medical services for us are provided at the corner of 6th Avenue and Pumpernickel drive. Take him there now. I—have to go.” You let go of Taeyong and walked towards them.
“I hope to be back, but if I’m not, I’m sure Yuta will take care of you guys.” You felt tears start to form. Why were you so damn emotional? You were supposed to be a tough gang leader.
“Are you sure? Y/n, we can kill this guy right now” Mark stepped forward.
“No, no we can’t just…kill him. He’s powerful..too powerful. Our connections and alliances will go down the drain if we mess up by killing him.” You looked up and gave a reassuring smile.
“I’ll be okay.”
The boys were upset but went over to pick Yuta up.
They left and drove off in a black cargo van to get him help.
You turned to Taeyong. It was just the two of you now.
“I need to know if you’re gonna kill me or not.” You said while trying to hold back the water in your eyes.
Taeyong walked towards you slowly and smirked.
“No, baby, I’m not gonna kill you.” He grabbed your hair and pulled your head back again. His other held your waist, his soft fingers pressed into your skin lightly while his hand traveled upwards.
He then cupped your breast and placed a few, wet kisses on your neck.
You groaned at the feeling of your neck bending backwards. It was incredibly painful, but Taeyong’s touch made you weak. You hadn’t felt his touch for so long. You were aching for it, aching for more.
His hand traveled up to your jaw and he pulled away to look down at you. His large eyes were glossy, filled with lust and a look of danger.
Taeyong leaned down to your ear and whispered. “But you’re gonna wish you were dead.”
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[11:45 P.M]
“I see you still haven’t run out of green hair dye” you turned to Taeyong. You were being taken to the airport to be flown back to his place.
He laughed. “What can I say? I’m loyal to my signature look. But you wouldn’t know anything about loyalty.”
He gave you a sarcastic smile.
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[2 and a half years ago]
You stared at the 9-feet tall grandfather clock made of glass that ticked back and forth. It was one of Taeyong’s favorite purchases.
You were sitting at the dining table of Taeyong’s house alone at night.
He was gone on yet another business trip.
This time, the two of you fought before he left. You got upset that he was leaving without you again. He never let you know what he was doing and you wondered if he truly cared about you or if you were just a distraction.
He wanted to own you, to control everything you did. He made you quit your job and stop seeing your friends just so you could be with him, but when he left, you were stuck at home with nothing to do and no one to talk to.
It wasn’t fair and you were tired of it.
You downed his ridiculously expensive bottle of Chardonnay he had originally bought for you to celebrate your anniversary with. Your anniversary was in a month but you felt like you wouldn’t stay around long enough for it, so fuck it.
You sat in the darkness and wiped your wet eyes before hearing the lock on the front door turn.
You sat up in your seat. Did he come home early?
Still, you sat at the table and placed your head in your hand.
You heard the person shuffle to the kitchen and then to the dining room before stopping behind you.
“Hey, Tae.” You said quietly.
The person walked up to the table and turn the bottle, tilting it to see the label.
You looked at the hand and saw a skull tattoo you didn’t recognize.
You jumped in your seat and furrowed your brows before looking up.
The slim man with long black hair that hung in his face stood above you. It was Taeyong’s best friend and right-hand man, Yuta.
“Oh. Yuta.” You looked back down and frowned. “He’s not here…how did you get a key by the way?”
“He gave me one a long time ago.”
Yuta pulled a chair out and looked at you through worried eyes.
“Are you waiting for him?” Yuta asked quietly. He wore a black muscle tee that showed off his tatted arms and an eyebrow piercing along with several piercings in his ears. He looked intimidating, but always spoke kindly to you.
You were shocked that he didn’t seem to know of Taeyong’s whereabouts either.
“No..just drinking so that I can stop thinking about him.” You laughed.
Yuta didn’t. He held a hand out and placed it on yours. His eyes looking into yours deeply.
“I’m sorry he treats you like this.” He said, a tinge of pain laced in his tone.
“I’m sorry, too.” You nodded and noticed his blood shot eyes. “Have you been drinking too?”
Yuta smiled. “Is it that obvious?” He was trying hard to hide it, but he had just come from a bar. “I actually came here..to confront the bastard. He’s been leaving me out of everything like it’s not my gang too.”
You laughed. “Well, looks like he’s been treating us both like shit.”
Yuta watched you as you held your head in your hand again and stared at the table and played around with empty glass in your hand.
He never noticed how pretty you were. You were always with Taeyong so he never looked on you for too long, but you were truly gorgeous. Your skin glistened in the moonlight, your hair complemented your perfect face and your body looked delicate and smooth.
“I can’t believe he left you.” Yuta finally let out. “You’re gorgeous.”
You blushed. “It’s nice to hear that, Yuta, but unfortunately, it’s not enough to keep him here.”
You looked at him as he smiled softly. His smile was soothing, healing. He was from Japan and a master of all types of blades, from samurai swords to kitchen knives. Taeyong told you that he could take any blade and use it to carve your limbs off one by one, while making sure that your nerves were still intact so you could feel it until the end.
You couldn’t believe the man sitting in front you could be the ruthless killer Taeyong spoke of.
“Why are you still in this gang, Yuta, you’re nicer than the rest. I don’t think you could hurt a fly.”
Yuta laughed out.
“Oh. You don’t wanna know the amount blood on my hands.” He frowned, and continued. “This gang, this lifestyle..it’s all that I know. I could go back to Japan, but I can’t go back to a regular job after this.”
His voice was soothing, intoxicating. He spoke so intelligently and his eyes were captivating.
You nodded. Your eyes rested on his toned arms and the veins that stuck out. Your inebriated mind started to think of the wrong things, lustful things.
“Well, I’m gonna go to bed.”
You shook your head and stood up, a little too fast. You swayed back, but Yuta stood up and caught you just in time. He held you close and looked down at your slightly parted lips.
You looked at his too and closed the gap. He was hesitant but couldn’t resist the warm feeling of your mouth on his.
You turned your head and stuck your tongue into his mouth while your eyes closed. His hands held your waist while your arms wrapped around his neck.
You should’ve stopped, you should’ve thought of Taeyong and how this would effect him, but you didn’t. You liked the feeling of being loved and the drunk you wanted to feel anything, anything but the sadness you felt when you missed Taeyong.
Yuta should’ve pulled away and left you, but he couldn’t let you be more broken hearted than you already were. You wanted to forget about Taeyong and he wanted to hurt Taeyong. He felt bad for using you to get back at Taeyong, but he also didn’t care anymore. He just wanted to have something, to take some power from Taeyong.
Yuta picked you up and took you to the couch.
He sat down with you still latched onto him and on his lap.
You ran your hands down his arms before he lifted up your night gown over your head and threw it to the ground.
You unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled them down before sitting on his lap again. You kissed him again while his hands ran up and down your spread thighs.
He broke the kiss. “Are you sure?”
You nodded. “Yes.”
He took a nipple into his mouth while you lowered yourself down onto him. You both moaned at the feeling of your hot bodies meshing into one.
Things had escalated so fast that night. You thought it was a one time thing, but every time Taeyong was absent, you found yourself calling Yuta or going over to his place and spending your nights with him.
It was a habit that you couldn’t get out of, but you also couldn’t hide.
And so, you both decided to run away and start a new life together.
You were both using each other, and that was very clear, but you had to help each other escape him, escape Taeyong.
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“Taeyong, you don’t understand. I was lonely and weak, you left me alone so often. I-I had doubts. I didn’t know if you still loved me. I’m sorry.” You looked at his eyes and waited for him to look back at you, but he only looked forward. The green street lights illuminated the car and allowed you to see his expression of sadness.
You were thankful that he wasn’t the one driving. You knew he would’ve sped like a mad man now that he had you.
“You were always gone, and I-I couldn’t take it anymore. I had no friends, no job, no real life, nothing—besides you…” you felt the tears prick at your eyes. You loved Taeyong, he came into your life and showed you new places, tasty foreign foods and a lavish lifestyle. But most importantly, he looked at you like you were his entire world, his large eyes grew whenever you smiled and got excited.
He’d smile widely and completely forget what he was doing, it was like you were the only thing that mattered to him.
But he was a busy man, a busy man with responsibilities that only he could fulfill. He took you on some trips, but for most of them, he left you behind in his large, empty mansion.
He included you in the business and even had you train so that you could hold your own and learn self defense. But he never wanted you to meet the sick and twisted men he had to deal with. He wanted to keep you away from the murder and violence he saw every day.
He knew it would be too much for your pure heart and soul.
You were the one thing in his world that made it bright, why would he want to tarnish that?
“Am I not enough? I loved you and I gave you everything!” Taeyong finally turned to you and spoke with much intensity and grit in his deep voice. “You missed me so you fucked my best friend?”
“Taeyong, I’m-I’m sorry, I didn’t know what I was doing..everything got out of hand so fast..I—“ you started but the words couldn’t come out. Nothing you said could’ve explained your shitty actions.
It was never a good time to tell Taeyong how you felt. He was always bringing you expensive gifts or making plans to give you amazing days and nights in a new city. How could you tell him that even though he made you happy, you couldn’t bare to be with him anymore because you knew he’d leave the next day? How could you watch his heart break?
That’s what you thought to yourself two years ago and that’s why you ran away like a coward. But you should’ve known you would only make things worse. Now, you really, really hurt him.
“And then you both leave me? Without a word? Without any notice?” You noticed that Taeyong’s eyes started to water, so he looked back at the road. He acted like a top notch drug lord with a hard exterior, but you knew him best, and you knew that he did have a soft side. One that you didn’t take into consideration when you ran away.
He laughed. “And you start your own fucking gang like you can do what I do, how pathetic.”
“Taeyong—Yuta and I learned from you, it was all that we knew and we needed to survive..” you looked out the window.
“You know..I waited for you.” Taeyong said quietly. “I watched every move you made..and waited for you to come back to me.”
“What do you mean you ‘watched every move?’” You turned back to him as the car stopped at a red light.
He turned to you and looked down through dark eyes that were brought out by the crimson light ahead.
“When I bought you that phone, I had my guy put a tracker in it, a tracker just for me.” Taeyong tilted his head and smirked. “I knew I’d never let you go.”
“Taeyong..that’s…that’s wrong and crazy!” You furrowed your brows. “How could you do that to me?”
“I fucking love you, even after all this..I’d still never let you go.” Taeyong’s husky voice came back. “I gave you time to realize your mistake and come back before things got worse, but you didn’t. And I finally couldn’t take it anymore. All the days I spent alone, all the nights I spent in my empty and cold bed. It finally got to me.” Taeyong scooted over to get closer to you.
He laid a cold hand on your thigh. “In those nights and days alone, I thought of your soft skin, your silky hands in mine, your beautiful legs..open wide for me.” Taeyong leaned in closer and slowly dragged his hand up your thigh.
“Your lips..the sweet sounds you make when you’re at the edge..your delicious scent.” His fingers were now on your clothed slit, he pressed on your jeans with his finger tips, making you jump slightly in your seat.
“Taeyong—“ You breathily moaned. It had been so long since he touched you, you forgot how good it felt when he did even the simplest things.
“Yes?” He leaned into the crook of your neck. His hot breath made you think of the endless nights of pleasure you had two years ago. The nights that made you scream louder than you ever did, the nights that drew out the wild side you never knew you had, the nights when you came so hard, you blacked out. You felt a growing yearning in your stomach when the memories came back.
His fingers still slid up and down, pressed in and out, making you grow wet in the restrictive jeans. Why didn’t you wear a dress?
“Does it feel good?” Taeyong kissed your neck.
“Yes.” You closed your eyes and swallowed hard. Only he could bring you to the edge so quickly.
He pulled your button loose and the zipper down before dragging his fingers into your underwear and over your warm skin.
“Mmm..you’re already wet.” Taeyong whispered into your ear. You could feel his smile.
Your breath hitched as he gently put one finger in while rubbing his other finger on your bud. You shifted in your seat and brought your pelvis up. You needed more.
“Do you want me to take your jeans off and fuck you in the back of this car? Do you want the driver to hear how good I make you feel?”
Taeyong put another finger in and moved them in and out for your soaking wet opening.
“yes Taeyong.” You moaned quietly.
He moved his fingers faster as your heart rate sped up. You were getting close. He knew this because you made the same whiney sounds he loved to hear and missed greatly.
“Mmm..just like this?” Taeyong’s fingers pushed in deeper as you cried out with a bit more volume. You were sure the driver knew what you guys were up to by now.
“Yes..yes don’t stop.” You begged as Taeyong kept moving in and out of you.
You felt your body start to shake as you were nearing your orgasm. Taeyong felt it too and took his hand out of your pants before you could release what he had built up.
You looked up at him. “Taeyong—“ You pouted.
“Why don’t you get Yuta to make you cum?” Taeyong smirked as he gripped your jaw with his other hand.
He made you watch as he licked up your juices that decorated his two fingers that were just bringing you to paradise moments ago. You wished you could take his tongue in your mouth or feel it all over your body.
He kept eye contact and sucked it all off before smiling and moving away from you. “Mmm delicious.”
Your chest fell and your breathing returned to normal. You should’ve known it would be like this. Taeyong always teased you to make you go crazy for him by the end of the night. Only this time, he was genuinely upset with you and you weren’t sure if you’d ever get to cum. You didn’t deserve to.
“Why are we going to the airport, don’t you still have a private jet?” You asked as you zipped your jeans up.
“Tonight, we’ll be taking a public flight. Not my personal preference of course, but it’ll be fun.” Taeyong looked out the window.
“Fun? And why’s that?” You asked.
He laughed. “Do you know how long it takes to fly home from this city?”
“No, I don’t know, Yuta and I drove here and that took days.”
“Well, it’s a three hour flight. So we’re gonna have some fun.” Taeyong looked at you and winked.
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The two of you got through security pretty quickly. You noticed that something in Taeyong’s satchel attracted the attention of a TSA agent, but they quickly zipped it up and handed it over once they recognized him.
Unbelievable. This man had control over everyone.
Taeyong walked behind you slightly. Watching the movement of your silky hair and round ass that he missed so much.
You were almost to the gate when Taeyong grabbed your hand and took you into a family restroom.
He knocked on the door aggressively.
A female voice called out. “Someone’s in here!”
“Get the fuck out.” Taeyong pounded on the door. You jumped and held his hand to stop him.
“Taeyong—don’t, the men’s restroom is over there.”
He smirked. “We’re going in together.”
The door flew open and a middle-aged pregnant lady came out, walking from side-to-side like she was in pain.
She glanced at Taeyong and gave a nasty look.
“Ma’am I’m so sorry about that, there’s a long line at the other restrooms and he just really has to go.” You gave a small smile, hoping to make things better, but she rolled her eyes and walked past you.
“Come in.”
Taeyong held the door open for you.
Once you stepped in, Taeyong pushed you against the back of the door and smashed his lips into yours.
You felt the hard clink of your teeth, and then his warm tongue parting your lips.
You opened them and sighed at the feeling of his soft, perfect lips finally on yours.
He placed both hands on the door above you and brought his body closer to yours, pressing his clothed erection into your crotch.
He pulled away to breathe then kissed your jaw.
You felt his hands on your waist, they gripped you hard and pulled you in.
“Taeyong—“ you called out his name in between heavy breaths. The bathroom was getting hot, the feeling in your stomach was making you dizzy. You wanted him so badly.
He kissed you hard, biting your bottom lip while you closed your eyes.
He pulled away and started to unbuckle his belt.
“Take your jeans off.” He breathily demanded as his hair fell into his forehead.
You quickly dragged your jeans down to your ankles. He pulled his pants down as well, watching every move you made as you unbuttoned your shirt and revealed your lace pink bra. Your chest rose up and down rapidly in anticipation while you watched his sturdy erection poke out of his boxers.
He took your hand and led you to the bathroom mirror.
He watched you in front of him from behind. You looked him in the eyes through the mirror and drew your bra straps down just enough for your breasts to be halfway exposed.
He licked his lips as he looked at your skimpy lingerie.
“Bend over.” He demanded as he opened his satchel and pulled a case out. He laid out a bunch of paper towel on the baby changing station and took out a bottle of lube.
You never used lube so that was weird to you, but with Taeyong you never knew what to expect.
He squeezed some out on his hands and picked up a shiny object. And that’s when you saw it: anal beads made of glass.
You knew Taeyong liked your ass but you never thought he’d get you something like this.
“Taeyong—I don’t know if we’ll have time for this.” You watched him as he came up to stand behind you again.
“Mmm..don’t worry baby girl, we’ve got all the time in the world now that you’re back with me.” He pulled all of your hair to the side and kissed the back of your neck while watching you through low eyes in the mirror. “Just make sure you don’t cum, because if you do, we’ll be here all night.”
He gave a sadistic smile and held your waist. You closed your eyes and breathed heavily, bracing yourself for the cold feeling of the glass.
Taeyong saueezed your waist. “Look at me.”
You looked him in the eyes through the mirror as he placed the tip of the glass right on your anal opening. You sharply drew in a breath.
He gently pushed it in. You gripped the sink that was under you, and thanked God he had put enough lube on the hard object.
“Its been so long, do you even remember the safe word?” Taeyong asked before pushing in the beads further. You watched him and nodded.
“Good.” He pushed again and you felt another bead enter. The feeling was strange. It was painful, but the balls felt good as they slid against the narrow opening.
You yelped as Taeyong pushed in another bead, your grip on the sink tightening.
“Fuck” you muttered out.
“That’s not the safe word, whore.” Taeyong growled in your ear.
Your eyes flew open to him. “Make me say it, then.” You dared him through dark eyes.
He smirked.
He moved the beads in and out of you slowly at first, making sure that you felt each one re-entering you. You winced at the pain, and tried to stay still.
It was a new feeling for you, but the pain was strangely enjoyable.
You moaned as Taeyong increased his speed, moving the balls in and out quickly while you closed your eyes. His other hand let go of your waist and worked it’s way to your pussy.
He started to rub circles with his two finger tips while still pushing the beads in and out of your ass; you stood on your toes as the feeling got more intense.
You cried out and moaned at the combination slowly bringing you to the edge.
You looked up and saw that the door was unlocked. Anyone could’ve walked in on the two of you.
“Taeyong—can you lock the door?” You managed to ask him while he still worked his heaven fingers on your core.
“Why would I do that? I know you want them to see me fucking you with my fingers and glass balls at the same time? I know you want them to know how much of a whore you are.” Taeyong’s deep voice made you weaker and you held onto the sink under your like it was a raft.
Taeyong pushed his fingers into you for the second time tonight and you felt yourself clench. He moved them in and out while using his thumb to rub your clit.
Taeyong pushed the beads in deeper, making you cry out in pain. The feeling was harsh and unexpected, but Taeyong continued to push the glass in and out of you, watching each of the beads come out, then watching them disappear one by one inside your pretty ass.
You felt tears run down your cheeks. It felt so good, his long fingers pushing in and out of your soaking core while the glass brought the stimulation in your ass. The way he watched you in the mirror as you fell apart for him.
You took a moment to really look at him through the mirror. It was the first time you saw him in bright light, you missed his features so badly. The way his large eyes twinkled in the luminescent light in the bathroom. They were domineering, intimidating, but captivating. You couldn’t let them go. His strong jawline and the way his nose wrinkled when he moved his powerful arms.
“I missed you Tae..” you finally let out.
His movements faltered for a moment at the unexpected confession.
His eyes softened when they finally looked into yours.
“If you think that’s gonna make me go easy on you, you’re wrong.” Taeyong shook his head and smiled.
“I—“ you started but he pushed the glass into you, making the air leave your body instantly.
You were involuntarily moving your body up and down now. Pushing down towards him to feels his fingers hit your walls over and over, faster and deeper. You were so close to cumming and the beads only made the feeling more intense.
“Look at you, you’re such a slut. In a public bathroom, using me to get off. Riding on my fingers, getting the floor wet.” Taeyong pushed the glass in faster while he smirked, turning its so that you felt every ball move smoothly against your tight opening.
He watched your breasts move up and down so fast, they fell out of your bra.
You were a shaking mess as you tried to reach your climax. He took his other hand away from your pussy and slapped your ass harshly while the beads were inside you.
“Ah!” You hissed in pain. The slap made you clench on the beads as they pushed in further.
You closed your eyes as you focused on holding back you orgasm. You didn’t want to be punished all night long and if you came now, you knew you’d come to regret it. But you missed having his fingers in you. You wanted another taste, another chance to feel him again.
“Taeyong…please touch me.”
Just as the breathy words left your mouth, the door flew open. The woman’s mouth dropped as she saw your body move up and down on glass beads while Taeyong held your waist and guided you down.
Your boobs bounced up and down as Taeyong refused to stop, and you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him to. He only reached around and started to play with your pussy again while the lady still watched in shock.
“Ah, fuck, yes Taeyong.”
He felt so good, you really didn’t care that someone was watching you take glass anal beads in the ass.
He smirked at the lady as you let out a high-pitched moan and watched his reflection.
The door finally flew shut. Taeyong looked back at you and smiled as you felt yourself release a string of essence on his fingers. He tilted his head. “Only a whore would enjoy something like that.”
You held your head down, covered your mouth and cursed. You were so close.
“Come on baby, don’t hold back, I know you scream loudly for Yuta.” You looked back up at him. His expression was darker now and his coarse voice made you clench.
“Taeyong—I’m gonna…” you started but he pulled the beads out of you completely, making you cry out.
He placed the glass on the towels he put out on the baby changing station earlier.
You held onto the sink and tried to calm your shaking body. You felt like you might not even be able to walk out of the bathroom after experiencing the large beads entering in and out of you unforgivingly.
Taeyong walked up behind you again and held your breasts in his hands, massaging them while he kissed the back of your neck.
“Does he make you feel this good?” Taeyong whispered.
He pulled back and stroked his dick while you watched.
You licked your lips. “No, Taeyong.”
He gave a small smile, his low eyes watching you through the mirror again.
“Who do you belong to?”
“You, Taeyong. Only you.” You nodded, still reeling from the dual action you received.
You did belong to him. Yuta was good but not crazy like Taeyong. He made every night interesting and intense.
“Do you want me to fuck you so hard you can’t walk to your seat?” Taeyong still dragged his hand up and down his length slowly, using your essence that was on his fingers and some lube to properly wet it.
“Yes, Taeyong.” You bent over the sink and pushed your ass out for Taeyong to see. You wiggled it.
“Are you a slut?” Taeyong smiled while looking down at your opening.
But before you could answer, Taeyong slammed his entire length into your anus.
You cried out and held onto the sink. The sudden entry of his long, hard cock in your narrow opening gave you painful shockwaves.
You felt dizzy as he pushed in and out of you fast.
“ah, fuck, so tight” Taeyong’s head fell back.
He dug into your anal opening hard, you were sure he’d leave you trembling for the rest of the night. You had no strength left in you and held your head down while he gripped your waist with both hands and pounded into you.
“Look up, whore, and answer my question.” Taeyong said through gritted teeth as he grabbed your hair and forced you to look at his reflection.
You heard the sound of your ass cheeks clapping against his hips and felt weak. You massaged your breasts and moaned.
“Yes, I’m a slut for you, Taeyong.”
Taeyong laughed, disturbing the lewd sounds of his dick entering you from behind over and over.
Every time you felt him push in, you felt his entire length fill you up, his tip hit your walls, providing the perfect amount of stimulation to cover the pain.
You were so sore, but the feeling of him being so deep inside you made everything feel euphoric. You felt light headed and a numbing feeling that radiated throughout your entire body. All you needed to do was stimulate your clit and you would’ve came right then and there, but you couldn’t. For now, you were Taeyong’s sex toy. You had to obey him and be a good girl if you wanted a happy ending.
Taeyong sucked on your neck as he brought himself to his orgasm, his hand still holding your hair tightly in his fist. He grunted as your body moved and your boobs jumped when he pushed in aggressively.
You yelled out in a high pitched voice again, loud enough for anyone outside of the door to hear. But at least they’d know not to open the door.
“Fuck, my little slut is so tight.” Taeyong slapped your ass and pushed into you while rubbing circles on your clit again.
“No, Taeyong, If you do that..” you cried out.
He rubbed his fingers along your slit, teasing at the entrance. “If I do what?” He smirked. He smacked your clit, making you jolt forward and cry at the sharp pain. You had to place a hand on the mirror to keep yourself from falling.
He pushed his fingers in deep this time, still circling your clit with his thumb.
“Taeyong!” You yelled out. You knew you couldn’t hold back any longer. All you could do was cry as you felt the knot growing wildly in your stomach, your body was aching for its release, but you couldn’t do it.
Taeyong’s forehead and hands were shiny, covered in sweat. He was holding himself back too, but his movements grew unsteady. His hips no longer snapped into you at a steady pace. He cursed and watched your crying face with your mouth slightly parted. His eyes went down to your perfect breasts and the way they moved up and down, jumping forward and back whenever he pushed into you.
He missed your sweet smell and the satisfying sounds of your repetitive squeals and gasps.
He gave one final thrust and came in you, his grip on your hair tightening while you held onto the sink.
“F-fuck,” You shook under him as you felt him fill you up with his warm slick.
You both panted as he pulled out. A stream of his cum leaked out and Taeyong grabbed a few towels to clean it up while you held your head down and tried it regain your strength. Everything was a mixture of pain and pleasure, but you weren’t sure if you could walk straight.
Taeyong continued to clean up your legs while you placed both palms on the mirror and rested your head against it.
You fixed your breasts back into your bra and buttoned up your shirt but when you dipped down to pull up your jeans, Taeyong stopped you.
“Oh, baby, we’re not done yet. I didn’t forget about you.” Taeyong turned you around and kissed your lips before wiping away the mascara that stained your under eyes and cheeks.
He turned back to his satchel and took out another object. You furrowed your brows. What was it this time?
“Spread your legs a bit for me, I know you’re used to it, slut.” Taeyong put his hands in between your legs and pushed them apart. You slowly opened them, still feeling sore from all the action before.
He held out a vibrator and rubbed it against your exposed and sensitive opening.
“Taeyong—“ you cried out.
“I know you like having things inside you. Lets see if this is enough.”
Taeyong growled and pushed the purple vibrator into you. You pushed yourself up on the sink to try to get away from it because you were still so sensitive, but Taeyong placed a hand on your shoulder and forced you down.
“There..there..be a good girl..take all of it, just like you take all of him.” Taeyong was still upset about you and Yuta, you could hear it in his gravelly voice as he whispered in your ear. You had a long way to go before you could gain Taeyong’s trust again. But you were willing to do anything to get there.
The vibrator now filled you up and Taeyong smiled while pushing your legs together and pulling your underwear and jeans up. “Keep it in you for the three hour flight, like a good whore.”
You buttoned your pants while he went back to his satchel and took out a smaller device.
He turned back to you and you watched as he turned a small dial. You suddenly felt the vibrator roar through your core. It sent you back onto the sink where you held onto it for support.
“Ah! Taeyong! Too much!” You cried out and shut your eyes tightly.
“Oh baby, it’s gonna be a long flight.”
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You carefully walked to onto the flight while Taeyong held your hand. Your legs were sore and you core was being kept open by the vibrator Taeyong left in you. It was a weird feeling, but you wouldn’t dare say the safe word.
Taeyong was happy to see that you were lasting this long. He wanted to break you, make you squirm all night and beg for him to let you release your pent up lust.
But he also loved seeing your face as you put your body on him and used him to reach your climax.
He walked behind you in the isle while you walked with a slight limp, smirking when you struggled to sit down in your seat comfortably.
The tip of the vibrator between you legs would shoot painful stings through you if you sat down on it the wrong way, you had to keep shifting in your window seat.
Taeyong sat down beside you and smiled at an old woman that took the isle seat.
You couldn’t smile, you were so focused on the thing inside you that kept you from relaxing. You felt your heart beat through your chest. How were you going to survive this flight?
You put your head back in the head rest and closed your eyes so you could focus on breathing. Taeyong placed his satchel under the seat in front of him, making sure to take out the vibrator’s wireless remote.
The bumpy departure of the plane made you bounce. You winced at the feeling, but Taeyong smiled at the way your boobs jumped.
A few minutes passed and the seatbelt light flickered off.
“Ready?” Taeyong turned and asked.
You didn’t bother to answer, you knew he was gonna do it anyway.
He turned the dial on the remote to the halfway point.
You exhaled and felt the vibrations move through your entire body. Your chest rose up and down as you tried to hold back your growing arousal.
“I missed you too.” Taeyong’s dark voice sent shivers through your body. He didn’t touch you but you were already falling apart again.
“Touch yourself.” He demanded smoothly, making sure that only you heard.
You looked around the cabin. A few people walked about, heading to the bathroom. The flight attendants were getting ready to pass out snacks and drinks.
You were thankful that the device roared through you quietly, but with the twisted faces you made and your moving hand, you knew people would find out.
“Taeyong..I—can’t, there’s too many people.” You looked at him and pouted.
He clenched his jaw and held yours tightly like he did in the bathroom.
“I said, touch yourself, slut.” He said with more grit and volume.
You moved your hand to your pants and started to touch yourself.
“Good.” He whispered before taking your mouth in his, licking your tongue and biting your bottom lip before pulling away to watch your hand and your unsteady chest.
“Who do you think about when you touch yourself?” Taeyong whispered in your ear, his tone a bit softer now.
You moved your fingers around your clit slowly.
“You…I think about you, I always do..even when I was with him.” You looked into his eyes while yours started to water.
He increased the speed of the vibrator, making you grip and hold on tightly to the arm rest.
You looked out the window and breathed heavily. Taeyong held your wrist.
“Don’t stop moving that pretty hand if yours.” He whispered again.
You let out a quiet whine as you felt yourself nearing your climax again.
“Put your leg over mine.” You lifted your leg and put it over Taeyong’s so you were spread apart for him again. He licked his lips and watched your hand move in your pants while your breathing became short and unstable.
The old lady next to Taeyong noticed that you were both moving around a lot. She looked at you, so you stopped moving your hand and closed your eyes.
“Are you alright, sweetie?” The lady asked in such a sweet and delicate voice, music to your ears when compared to Taeyong’s gravelly and dark one.
You opened your mouth, but failed to answer. You feared that the only sound that would escape your mouth would be a high-pitched moan loud enough for the pilot to hear.
Taeyong turned to her. “She’s fine, mind your fucking business.”
You closed your eyes and winced. Why was he like this?
He turned back to you. “Keep moving, slut.”
“I’m gonna cum Tae..” you muttered out.
“Good.” He put his hand on top of yours and guided your fingers over your clit to apply more pressure. The feeling of his soft hand and large fingers on yours made you dizzy. His touch was irresistible.
You moaned quietly and gripped the arm rest tighter.
“Cum for me.”
You shut your mouth tightly, but couldn’t stop yourself from squealing as you came, the device still sending euphoric shock waves through your core to make you numb. His fingers still guided yours as your body shook in your seat.
“Fuck.” You finally let out in between breaths, you felt your seat getting wet under you.
Taeyong didn’t stop the vibrator or turn it down from the high intensity it was set on.
You bit your lips hard to keep out any sound that might escape your aching body, and took your hand out of your pants to grip his knee.
“Too much..t-too much.” You looked at Taeyong and shook your head as your eyes started to water.
Taeyong laughed and moved his finger tips in a circular motion while still on your slit.
He kissed your sweaty forehead and looked down at you through dark eyes, his smile disappearing as he clenched his jaw and pursed his soft lips.
“Cum for me…as many times as you did for him.”
Your brows furrowed. This is why he let you orgasm early tonight. He wanted you to become sensitive and overstimulated. He wanted you to cry out for him on this plane.
“Taeyong—“ you started But he turned the dial on the remote so that the vibrations grew more intense. The sensitivity made you groan a little too loudly, the people in the row in front started to shift in their seats and steal glances.
“S-Stop, I’m gonna-“ you watched Taeyong’s veiny hands move around in your pants, his index and middle finger parted your slit so they could dip inside along with the vibrator.
You looked up at the fan and reading light above you as you tried desperately to hold onto your sanity while he drove you to complete madness on this flight with his fingers.
The sensitivity died down as you reached your second orgasm. You massaged your boobs while Taeyong sucked your neck, biting it to ensure you’d have a mark there.
You felt your release under you again, soaking your panties and jeans.
“Oh my God…T-Taeyong..” you chanted his name under your breath while you came.
He unbuckled his seat belt to move over you slightly, taking in your wet lips while your body shook in pleasure.
Taeyong still moved his fingers and kept the intensity set on high. His dark eyes told you that he wouldn’t stop until the plane landed or until you said the safe word.
He was crazy like that, but you loved it.
You couldn’t take another one, you were getting dizzy, your heart was in your throat as you tried to breathe normally again.
“Fuck, Tae, I can’t” you cried at the oversensitivity. But you couldn’t say the safe word. You loved his touch, you loved becoming a mess for him.
“You can’t what?” Taeyong’s hoarse voice drove you along to your third orgasm.
“Come on, you fucking whore, use your words.” He moved his fingers faster. They stretched you out and you felt so exposed even with your jeans on. You felt like everyone on the plane heard the dirty sounds of his fingers moving in and out of your dripping pussy. Your fingernails dug into his knee. You moaned out loud, but quickly covered your mouth to muffle the sound.
He bit your collarbone before gripping your jaw with his other hand.
“You like this? You like being loud on this plane for me? You like fucking yourself on my fingers and letting everyone know about it?” Taeyong grit his teeth and kept your head down so that he could control you with his deep brown eyes. They were menacing, threatening, but so sexy.
“Answer me.”
“Yes..yes” your body shook again as you climaxed, your pulsing core felt weak with the device still inside. You had given so much of your energy to these three orgasms, you couldn’t focus.
Taeyong let go your jaw and let your head fall back into the head rest. The vibrator still buzzed through you, you panted and felt numb. Soon, everything went to black.
Taeyong watched your eyes flutter shut and your chest move rapidly, and took his hands out from of your pants. He wiped his hands on his jeans and took his jacket off. He bunched it up and placed it in the space between your head and your shoulder so that you could rest on it and not wake up with neck pain.
He turned the dial down to turn off the vibrator and zipped your pants up while the old lady next to him quickly glanced over with a confused expression.
He knew that you made too much noise so it wasn’t a surprise to him that the flight attendant was already making her way over to your row.
“Everything alright?” The tall brunette asked Taeyong who gave a small smile.
“Yeah, shes fine. She just had a nightmare.” He nodded while the old lady looked in disgust and shook her head.
Taeyong looked back at the old lady as the flight attendant nodded and walked away. “You’re next.”
She quickly snapped her head forward and looked down at her book.
Taeyong laughed and turned back to you.
He took your limp hand and kissed it softly while you regained steady breathing. He missed you so much. He missed watching you sleep, watching the way your long lashes touched your soft, round cheeks; the curve of your Cupid’s bow and the look of your glistening, silky skin.
You were perfect and all his. He was still heart broken that you tried to run away from him and live with someone else, but he couldn’t blame you.
He didn’t give you enough time and made the mistake of thinking that you could be bought.
You needed to be cared for and deep down in his cold heart, he knew this.
But with his lifestyle, how could he give you the healthy relationship you deserved?
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You reached his house a few hours later after he had a driver pick you guys up from the airport.
The vibrator was still inside and you could barely walk out of the airport, but you were glad to finally be home.
Taeyong picked you and held you in his arms. He laid you down on the bed and slowly took your pants off while you took your shirt over your head and threw it to the floor.
“Taeyong..I’m sorry.” You started to apologize again, he had been strangely quiet with you in the car.
“Please forgive me, I love you, what I did was stupid..you’re the only-“
Taeyong put hand to your mouth. “Shh.”
Your eyes widened as you watched him take the device out of you.
He placed it to the side and moved his hand while you sighed in relief that it was finally out.
“You make too much noise with that pretty mouth of yours.”
He went into the closet and came back with something in his hand.
You were completely naked now, awaiting his return to the bed.
“Get up. Turn around.” He demanded as he stood at the end of the bed.
You kneeled on the bed and turned around.
“Put your hands behind your back.” You put them behind and felt the cold metal of the handcuffs snap around your wrists.
Taeyong has been trying new things on you all night. It was like your absence brought a new side to him.
Your back still turned to him, your felt his hot breath on your nape. “Open your mouth.”
You opened it and felt a large ball enter and the tightening of the strap that it was on behind your head.
“Show me four fingers if it’s too much.” Taeyong whispered and you nodded.
He pushed you lightly with one hand and you fell onto the bed, your head turned to the side, chest down, and ass up.
You felt coolness behind you as he left to go to the closet again.
“I’m gonna slap you for every time you and Yuta has sex. You’re gonna nod when I get to the number.” Taeyong said huskily and held your waist with his cold hands
You panicked. How were you supposed to know how many times you and Yuta fucked in the past two years? You knew Taeyong’s strong hands were about to do damage. His punishments were always relentless, whether you mistakenly looked at a guy who eyed you up and down or you were unable to hold back your orgasm, you knew he’d make sure you’d be in bed for the next day at least.
You closed your eyes and felt the first slap on your exposed ass. You jumped at the feeling that you had once forgotten about.
A few seconds later a second slap, more harsh this time.
A third slap sent a painful sting strong enough to radiate through your body.
A fourth slap . This one was rougher. You felt the burning sensation start to form.
It was the fifth hit that sent you down on the bed. He quickly wrapped an arm around you and picked you up so that your ass stuck out again.
“I know you’re a slut, so we’ve got a long ways to go.” His low voice tickled your ear.
The sixth and seventh slaps were harsh as well. You finally whined in pain after the eighth hit, but you felt your essence run down your leg as you became aroused.
Taeyong laughed. “Look at you, getting turned on by me spanking you.”
He delivered another hard blow with his sweaty palm. Your eyes started to water. You knew you were bruising on your left butt cheek already.
“I see your tears and hear your whines, but I bet you want more. Isn’t that right?” Taeyong grabbed a fistful of hair. You nodded and breathed heavily though your nostrils.
He slapped you hard again while still holding your hair.
“You see…I missed you so much..I thought of everything I wanted to do to you over the last two years.” He gave a hard blow, you would’ve fell onto the bed again, but his grip on your hair kept your upper body from moving.
“I missed your soft, warm body..I missed the way you cry out my name and beg for me to touch you.” Another slap.
“And I tried to fuck other girls. But no one fucks as well as my little slut does.” He tightened his grip and swung his hand again, the thunderous sounds of his large hand meeting your butt cheek and your high pitched screeching filled the air.
“Which is why I don’t understand how you could replace me so easily.” This time, Taeyong reached around and twisted one of your perked nipples. On instinct, you tried to break out of the metal cuffs, but had no luck.
You moaned and winced at the pain.
“Does he fuck you this good?” He asked in that same deep voice you fell weak to, but before you could answer, you felt the harsh thud of his hand against your now red skin again.
You quickly shook your head.
“Good. Because if you leave me again, I won’t be so nice.” You weren’t sure if this was ‘nice,’ but you shook your head.
He rubbed his fingers along your slit. “Are you keeping count?”
You thought about it and failed to respond quick enough.
“Tsk..tsk.. such a bad little slut. Now we have to start all over.” Taeyong laughed and slapped you on your slit this time. The harsh feeling on your sensitive clit made you fall into the bed. He picked you up.
“Should we start over or should I just fuck you?” This wasn’t a yes or no question because you weren’t supposed to respond to it. It was all his decision.
“Your skin looks even more beautiful than it did before, baby.” Taeyong pulled back to look at your bruised butt cheek. He looked into your teary eyes and smiled sadistically “my best artwork.”
He slapped your hard one last time and let your hair go. You laid down on the bed and felt the bed move as he got off of it.
He took his pants off and unbuttoned his shirt. He moved back to the bed and laid down on it with his back against the head board.
You used your knees to make your way over to him and watched as his dick twitched.
You spread your legs and hovered over it, breathing heavily at the anticipation. You had been waiting for this all night, you had experienced so much pain all night, and now you could finally reach ecstasy in the best way.
He guided his hand up and down his length while your dripping pussy arched over it.
“Go down.slowly.” He demanded smoothly while watching your wet opening swallow the tip.
Taeyong exhaled at the feeling. “Stop.”
You only had the tip in, but it drove you crazy. It had been so long since you’d be fucked by Taeyong. His length filled you up perfectly and made you feel unlike anyone else did.
Taeyong used one hand to twist around his length while you still had the tip inside you and had the other hand on your nipple. He pinched it while you gasped.
You tried so hard not to lower yourself on him. Your juices still flowed into him and he bit his bottom lip and watched.
He moved his hand up and down and grunted. You whined, the gag ball kept you from begging him to let you take all of him in.
Your hands were still behind your back. You couldn’t do anything but kneel and watch as he pleasured himself with you barely on him.
His pulsing dick provided stimulation to your own bud and your head fell back at the feeling.
“Go down. Take all of me in like a good girl.” Taeyong snarled, he had built himself up all night, but he still wanted the two of you to cum together.
You closed your eyes and nodded, lowering your body onto his so that he finally filled you. You started to move up and down as Taeyong rubbed your thighs.
“Yes, just like that.”
Your arms hurt from the restraints and you want to run your hands over his tatted chest while you bounced up and down, but you couldn’t.
He smirked as he watched your breasts bounce and the way his long dick disappeared in your body. The feeling of your warm, tight pussy finally around him made him lose his mind.
He missed this feeling and wanted to enjoy it for as long as possible, which is why he slapped your thigh when you started to move too fast.
“Slow down, I want you to feel every inch.” He dug his nails into your thigh.
You tried to wiggle out of the handcuffs again. You wanted to massage your breasts while you rode him.
Your mouth was growing tired from being open for so long. You wanted to feel his beautiful lips on yours.
Instead, you watched your green haired lover through low eyes. You watched him lick his lips and try to hold it together while you slid up and down on his length slowly.
But he couldn’t take it anymore.
“Faster.”
He demanded, and you happily bounced up and down at a faster pace. You started to whine loudly again as you felt yourself nearing your climax.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.” Taeyong put a hand through his hair and chuckled at the sight of you, so fucked out and begging for release.
You were so close, but he wasn’t. “Slow down.” Your brows furrowed as his hands went your waist to force your hips up from him.
“Go slower, I’m not ready yet.”
Your eyes widened. How could he stay hard for so long?
You cried out and flung your head back so that you were looking at the ceiling. You breathed heavily and tried to hold back your release.
Taeyong put both hands behind his head and watched you move your beautiful body on his.
Your movements became unsteady. You moved slowly but you were getting weak.
He reached up and untied your gag. He threw it to the side and kissed you. You moaned into the kiss as you felt his tongue on yours.
He wanted to hear you beg so he laid back down and rubbed your thighs.
You pushed yourself back down on him, breathing heavily as your heat grew and your legs wavered.
“Taeyong..please.” You begged, your hands still behind your back while you rose and fell.
“Please what?” Taeyong asked innocently and smirked.
“Fuck me..fast and hard.” You whined and it was like music to his ears.
Taeyong held your hips and flipped you over so that you were on your back. He buried himself into you and moved faster.
He liked that you couldn’t touch him. Your soft and delicate touch always distracted him and made it difficult to fuck you hard. Now, you were just his toy.
He snapped his hips as you sobbed loudly. He held your waist and grunted every time he pushed into you hard.
He was fucking you so roughly, the large bed moved and the headboard hit the wall over and over. He placed both hands on your knees and pushed them downward and to the sides so that you were more open for him.
He looked at your arousal that continued to flow out of you and onto him.
“You’re such a slut, do you like being fucked like this?”
You nodded.
His forehead and arms grew sweaty and his hair dangled above you as he pushed you down into the bed. He pounded into you and you felt a sharp pain in your core as he stretched you out, but you didn’t stop him. It only made you want him more.
He placed both hands on the head board for stability.
He pushed into you faster, making your body and the bed move back and forth.
You felt his dick twitch at the bottom of your stomach where he was hitting repeatedly and you knew that he was close.
He looked into your eyes, they were large and so beautiful. His expression softened while he still moved.
He was happy to have this feeling again, to be with his one true love. You meant so much to him, but he hated that. Because it also meant that you were the only one that had the power to really hurt him.
Power. That was his problem, that was always his problem. He had to be the only one to have it.
He pushed into you hard as he grew upset with himself and with you. You yelped and winced.
You clenched around him. The way he was hitting the pits of your stomach, the way he was hate-fucking you into oblivion, and the knocking of the head board against the wall made everything so much sexier.
“Cum for me.” He said huskily.
You came around him felt the warm liquid pour out of you. He moved a few more times and pushed into you hard one last time while releasing into you.
He let go of the head board and pulled out you.
You breathed heavily and smiled. He pulled out a small key in his nightstand and unlocked the handcuffs.
You held your freed wrist and laid down in the bed. You knew you wouldn’t be able to walk properly for at least a few hours. Taeyong made you feel amazing, but soon the reality kicked back in. You had cheated on him and lost his trust, could he ever love you the same way he did before?
You heard him run the bath and soon he came back into the room. You didn’t expect him to touch you for the rest of the night. You thought he would just take a bath and go to sleep. You were sure he was upset and disgusted by you, but he scooped you up.
“Hey..wha—“ you started But he took you over to the tub and gently placed you down in it.
The warm rose water soothed your aching and sensitive body while you exhaled and relaxed. The grand marble tub was big enough for you both of you and you hoped he would join.
You watched him as he put some bath soap in the water and moved it around so suds would form.
He stepped into it with you and laid down beside you.
“Wash my hair.” He said quietly and fixed himself in between your legs. His back fell flush against your chest while some water overflowed out of the tub and onto the floor.
You grabbed his shampoo and massaged his scalp. “Are you sure the green dye won’t come out?” You teased and heard him laugh. It was a beautiful sound.
“I love you.” Taeyong said for the first time. Even before you left him, he never said those three words flat out. He always said “I like you,” or “you’re mine, you always will be.”
“I love you too, Taeyong.” You started.
“I’m sorry I hurt you..”
“I can’t lose you again.” He whispered. You never heard home like this, your absence really changed him.
“You won’t lose me again, Tae, but I wanna know what’s going on. Don’t shut me out to protect me.” You slowly ran your hand through his soft hair.
“Marry me.” Taeyong blurted out.
“I’m all yours, baby.” You smiled. You loved Taeyong, but deep down you were worried. What if things went back to how they were? What if he fell out of love with you and let you go, leaving you with nothing?
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[Five months Later]
You were taking your makeup off before bed while FaceTiming Taeyong. He was away to meet with some dealers overseas. He had invited you on the trip, but you stayed back to take care of some internal issues with the gang.
“You’re so beautiful even without makeup and shitty camera quality.” Taeyong grinned. Your robe was slightly loose and revealed the tops of your breasts.
“bring down the sleeves of the robe just a little more for me baby.”
You shook your head and laughed, “goodnight Tae, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
You clicked the end button and went over to your bed.
You laid down and started to drift off into sleep, but heard a loud crash downstairs.
“What the hell.”
You got up and took a gun out of your nightstand before walking downstairs.
You flipped the light on to see Taeyong’s glass grandfather clock broken and in several pieces across the floor.
You immediately turned around and looked around the room for an intruder. The clock didn’t fall down on its own. Someone had to have pushed it with slot of force, someone had to be inside. You cocked the gun and held it out in front of you as you walked around slowly.
“Whoever’s in here, I will fuck you up when I find you.”
You listened to hear any slight movement, but it was silent.
You turned to the front door and saw that it was fine, locked like it usually was.
If it hadn’t been for the fact that you just FaceTimed Taeyong, who was clearly in a different city and not outside of your house, you would’ve thought he was surprising you with an early arrival.
You heard the toilet of your guest bathroom flush and walked towards it.
You were about to open the door and shoot when you felt arms circle around your waist and pull you back. You were so focused on the bathroom that you didn’t notice someone creeping up behind you.
They threw you onto the floor, making your gun fly out of your hands and slide across the floor to the center of the corridor.
You scooted away on your elbows and looked up.
Your eyes widened as you recognized the slender man that stood above you.
You recognized his long black hair that had now been tied back.
He smiled as your mouth opened in shock. You looked behind him where you heard the bathroom door open and saw Mark walk out, a look of disappointment on his face.
You gulped. Fuck.
The slender man kneeled down beside you.
Yuta smiled wickedly as he tossed a switch blade in his hand.
“Long time, no see, gorgeous.”