chapter 47

                                    

                                          
WARNING🚨: There may contain detailed sexual content a head. If you are uncomfortable with this then please skip this chapter. 





































Third person's POV. 
Warping his T-shirt on her bloody thigh, he tied it in a tight knot. He'll treat it in a bit but first he need to take care of his wife herself, who is laying on bed, eyes upon the ceiling, staring up emotionlessly. She never once protested and let him do whatever he wanted.
Taehyung made sure that the knot was tight enough and there was no blood leaking out of the cuts.
Giving a pat on her clothed thigh, he gave a chaste kiss on the bare skin of her other thigh and hovered above her, staring into her silver eyes.
Too much emptiness and he couldn't stand that.
Anything but those hollowness he's whitnessing right now and it would be a lie if he said he wasn't worried on what she's thinking.
Taehyung have no idea on what her next actions will be since there's literally nothing holding her back now. 
But he don't want her to go reckless, not on herself the least. He don't want her to stop feeling which he knew was the case. And he really need to get a firm hold on her.
Making sure he ain't putting much weight on her wounded thigh, he hovered above her. Chest against each other, he traces her jawline ever so featherly with his slightly parted plum lips, feeling that steady and low breath of her on his face.
"I thought you were an selfish freak who only cared about yourself." Looking up, she was still staring up at the ceiling. He caressed the light dark circle under her eye which is noticeable up too close on her face.
Giving an small lingering peck, she felt the tip of his tongue caressing right under her eye were he pecked. It was an gentle touch were one would question if they really felt but it was enough makes her look into his eyes.
Kissing her cheek, he snuggled into her neck with a loud sigh. Letting his lips caress her skin while one of his hand moved past the T-shirt she wore and was met with her pierced navel. 
He started play with her navel knowing well that it's one of her sensitive spots and Storm loved being touched there. Flicking that piercing and feeling it.
"But clearly you don't care about anyone. Not even yourself." He inhaled her scent near the neck. The faint smell of rosewood mixed with sweat. Taking her skin in between his lips, he let out a throaty groan. A deep voice it was.
Backing up to her face, he gave a chaste kiss on her cheek. "Baby. Sparkles." Rasping, he took one of her hand in his and intervened it with his own. caressing the skin of her hand with his thumb to keep her attention on him, not wanting her to get detached by her own thoughts.
Moving towards her ear, he let his lower lip to trace her earlobe. All while Storm just laid there motionless. It was him holding onto her while she was just laying there.
"Let me take care of you." Giving a gentle bite on her earlobe, he continued. "Let me worship your body, let me touch you, feel you, make you feel good." Backing up, he faced her.
"Won't you allow me Sparkles? Wanna make you feel good. Let me make you scream. Let me make you feel so good till you only chant my name."
"Let me make you feel me till you only feel me and remember me only."
Looking into her eyes, he saw how she still have that blank look while staring into his eyes only. So blankly as if she was staring onto a dark wall of nothingness.