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Beyond Desire | 06

→ pairing: taehyung x female reader → rating: 18+ only - m for mature - sexual, profanity, and graphic content → genre: drama / romance / smut → words: 9.4k → disclaimer/trigger warning: this is a piece of fiction based off of the fifty shades of grey series. this is not a parody. there are mentions of strong dominant and submissive lifestyles based on research and personal experience. there are also various psychological issues that are addressed throughout the series; including anxiety, self-destruction, blood, bruises, panic attacks, childhood abuse, non-consensual sexual acts and self-harm. this is a work of fiction and not to be taken as a promotion of the series, fifty shades of grey. this is an original piece of work. edit is created by me. enjoy! feedback is greatly appreciated.

→ a/n: thank you everyone for your support! this chapter was loosely edited, so there may be some errors. enjoy!

→ chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 [series in progress - must read previous chapters]

→ summary: it’s never easy falling for your best friend when you have so much history. it’s especially difficult when you both share the same sexual desires and lifestyle. taehyung is a dominant CEO of a well known company in Seoul and you are an up and coming editor. while both of you come from a troubled and dark past, you lean on each other for support and comfort. what happens as your feelings blossom and grow over the years? what happens when you fear Taehyung may be falling in love with someone else? will you confess your feelings or remain in the shadows?

It was so blunt and bold. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up. The beat of your heart pulses in your ears as they became hot by the second. This isn’t happening. You couldn’t even find the words to rectify the situation. All you could do was keep walking. There was no way you could look at him right now. It took enough momentum just to breathe.

Your feet struggled to carry you to the island counter. Tea couldn’t fix this. A bottle of merlot sat patiently on the counter, calling your name. Was your hand shaking as you poured your glass of wine or was that in your head? Suddenly, you could feel his presence behind you. Your immediate response was to put your hand on the counter to brace yourself, close your eyes and take a deep breath. Just like your therapist, Yoongi, has told you to do in stressful situations.

“Y/N, answer me,” his voice commanded in a deep, authoritative voice with a hint of tenderness - desperation. Your ears perked. The submissive side of you wanted to immediately obey, but you fought it. Is he using his dominance to make me comply?

“Don’t.” A part of you was slightly irritated that he would play this card. You turned around and stood your ground as best as you could with your height difference. Big mistake. The sight of him made you weak in the knees. Your heart flutters as you look into his handsome eyes.

“Don’t talk to me like that. I know what you’re doing,” you continued. It took all your strength to say these words, admit these words out loud.

“I’m not yours, Taehyung. You can’t speak to me like I am. Using that tone, commanding me, that’s sacred. Something sacred that we don’t share.” Your voice was soft and timid; attempting to hide the pain within it. Maybe this was what you needed. The clarification and admission; finally embracing the truth in front of you. You couldn’t read him. His breathing was steady as he stared into your eyes. It was as if he was fighting himself internally. He was just a breath away. It took you by surprise when he grazed your cheek with his long finger. His voice was tender and smoother than you have ever heard it before.

“Then be mine...and I’ll be yours,” his voice slithered straight to your soul. Your breath hitched. Processing his words, you took a step away from him. It was pertinent to tread lightly. Could he really mean that? Is this what he really wants? Doubt consumed you.

“You don’t know what you’re saying. I-I know Yuri hurt you but-” Taehyung’s stance shifted. He ran his slender fingers through his fluffy hair. A movement so simple, and yet wildly attractive. A teasing smirk twitched his lips.

“This has nothing to do with her. If anything, she opened my eyes. Snapped me out of what I’ve been denying for so long. Y/N, I’ve wanted you for so long.” Suddenly, he let out a laugh as if a big weight had been lifted. Amusement was apparent on his face as he spoke. He spun on his heel to pace the floor - talking himself through the revelation.

“How have I ignored this for so long? Y/N, I’ve been drowning...for years because I couldn’t be with you. As crazy as this sounds, I thought maybe a contracted relationship would work. But every damn time I sat down to piece it together, I couldn’t ever see it through. It didn’t feel right. That’s not how I feel about you. It’s much more than that. But sometimes...I was desperate, which wasn’t fair to either of us.” You stood frozen in place with widened eyes as he made this confession to you. Your mind wasn’t able to form a coherent thought; thinking maybe this was a trick.

“Desperate how,” you stuttered softly. His boyish features became more serious as he stepped towards you once again. He cupped your face gently to look into your eyes with sincerity.

“Sometimes I can’t control myself around you. I meant it when I offered to be your Dom. But…you kept denying it, so I didn’t push it. I didn’t want to destroy what we have. I tried convincing myself that what I was feeling wasn’t real so it was easier to ignore.” Taehyung’s voice became more desperate and needy. This was a side of him you have never seen before. Frantically pleading his case to you in a panic, his heart bursting on his sleeve. It made your heart race.

“And then...that day, in your apartment. When I walked in and heard you in the shower. Moaning so...beautifully. I fought every demon in my body to not go in there and finish what you started. There weren’t enough deep breaths I could take to keep my blood from boiling. Do you have any idea...how hard it was? Just from the sound of you. And I thought for one second that I heard my name escape those beautiful lips,” his eyes shift to your lips, brushing his thumb lightly over them. A shaky breath escapes you.

“So I asked you one last time, hoping you would say ‘yes’. When you didn’t, I promised myself I wouldn’t ask again.” Taehyung’s gaze returned to yours, pulling himself out of his hypnosis in the softness of your lips.

And there it was, the words that floored you. The arousal you felt in this moment was catastrophic. The thought of driving him insane like this did something to you that I’ve never felt before. Your body was on fire - throbbing in places that screamed to be touched. There was barely a step between your bodies; close enough to feel his body heat. Yet again, your inner demons overshadowed your desires. Your defenses went up quicker than you would have liked. Always so skeptical of anything good happening to you.

“S-so, you want to fuck me? Is that it? I’m the one woman that’s told you ‘no’ and it bothers the hell out of you?” Tears swelled in your eyes as your nostrils flared with rage. Rage, sadness, uncertainty, you weren't entirely sure. Taehyung looked hurt by your words but he didn’t budge.

“Is that what you got from what I said? That I would take advantage of you, use you like you mean nothing to me?” His voice mirrored his look of disbelief. Your eyes burned as you fought back the tears that desperately wanted to fall.

“Of course not. Don’t twist my words. I don’t know what to think. Things like this don’t happen to me. Taehyung, you’re perfect, in every way. Wanting anything more than that with me...it doesn’t seem real.” You couldn’t fight it anymore. A tear had fallen, and you didn’t care to wipe it away. With a delicate touch, Taehyung brushed the tear from your cheek. Each time he touched you, it sent a shockwave through your body. Affection glowed in his eyes. As much as you tried to convince yourself that he didn’t have feelings for you, his gaze said otherwise. There was a tenderness between you that made your heart melt - a tension that made your core quiver.

“I hate that you think so little of yourself. Y/N...I’m in love with you, and I always have been. Anything less and I would be lying to myself and to you.” Taehyung cupped your cheek, keeping it there to reassure you. His fingers were warm to the touch. Subconsciously, you bit your bottom lip as you looked up at him. His thumb brushed over your cheek as you reached up to place your hand over his.

“Y/N…” His voice was so soft. All you could do was hum. You closed your eyes as you melted into his touch. This has to be real.

“Say something,” he whispered gently. It wasn’t a demand. It was fear. There was a fine line between you now - a line he vulnerably crossed. Your eyes slowly opened with softness inside of them.

“Show me… Show me that you love me.” A smirk twitched on his lips.

“Didn’t you just yell at me for thinking that’s all I wanted to do,” he mildly jokes. Your mind for once was quiet enough to listen to your body. You wanted him. You needed him.

“I’ve waited so long to hear you say those words, Tae. I want you, and I feel like I’m going to explode if you don’t touch me.” There was a low growl in Taehyung’s chest. His lips twitched into a mischievous grin.

“Gladly,” he growls in a low, sultry voice. Before you could take your next breath, Taehyung crashed his lips into yours. His hands cupped your face in a way that he didn’t want to let you go yet with enough gentleness to not feel forceful. He needed this kiss. He yearned for this kiss. The world around you became so quiet in an instant.

The kiss was filled with hunger and passion. The way your soft lips massaged one another sent your arousal into overdrive. His tongue slipped into your mouth with your open invitation. You’ve never tasted anything so sweet. Taehyung always had a scent that captivated you, but nothing compared to the taste of his tongue. Explicit thoughts raced through your mind as you imagined what it would feel like between your legs.

With fervor, Taehyung lifted you into his arms causing you to yelp. You wanted to protest as you were self-conscious about your weight on him. His lift was effortless without breaking the kiss, it didn’t seem that he struggled at all. Silence was your best friend in this heated moment. He proceeded to carry you to your bedroom eagerly. When he finally pulled away, your body had landed with a light bounce on your bed.

He looked down at you like a predator looking at his prey, examining you with lust in his eyes. He started with his shirt, button after button to reveal his beautiful honey skin before letting it drape to the floor. Your breath hitched as you watched his display. This was him in his true form; exposed and vulnerable. Taehyung knew you were looking at every detail. He loved watching your desire unfold within your gaze. His cheeks turned a slight shade of pink as he was overwhelmed with heat. He didn’t hide himself; like he was letting you really see him.

Taehyung’s eyes never left yours as he continued to unbutton his pants. The black fabric falls to the floor, leaving him in his boxers. A small gasp escaped you as your eyes traveled down as his erection was fully evident within the thin fabric. You’ve seen him shirtless, but this was unbelievable. It was a sight meant for you, and only you at this moment. So intimate and tempting - everything you’ve ever dreamed of coming to life. You pressed your thighs together instinctively to relieve the tension; your core pulsing with arousal. Your reaction made him smirk.

His fingers run through his thick hair as he licks his lips ever so slowly. A deep breath made his chest rise and fall, bracing himself. He cautiously leans down, hovering over you.

“May I remove your clothes,” he asks in a low whisper. His voice is husky yet smooth. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you nod your head in approval. He takes his time to delicately discard your clothes. First, your shirt falls to the floor to reveal that you were not wearing a bra underneath. Your nipples raise almost instantly as the cool air grazes them. His eyes lowered to your exposed chest, savoring the sight of you. Taehyung kneels before you - a sight that makes you weak. With his eyes returning to yours, he hooks his fingers beneath the waistband of your soft, lounge pants to ease them down your legs. You were thankful that you shaved before the ball.

The faint scent of your arousal reached your nose - your cheeks turning ferociously red. Taehyung’s nostrils flare as his eyes darken. His warm hands slither up your thighs and back down, caressing them gently. Lowering his head to your knees, he teases your skin with his pink lips.

“Y/N… You smell intoxicating. Sweeter than a flower,” his deep voice purrs. He lifts his gaze to take in every inch of your body, making you blush wildly. His words sent your heart into overdrive. As much as you want to look away, you’re captivated by the lust in his eyes. Never has anyone looked at you that way that he is now. With such tenderness, it’s almost as if he’s hypnotized - under a spell.

The bruises Joon Jae had given you were still visible on your skin. Faint dark circles peppering your hips. Taehyung's eyes found them, looking for them intentionally. His nostrils flared as he let out a shaky breath. His fingers brushed over them softly as his eyes returned to yours.

“I will never hurt you. Ever. I swear this to you.” Pain lingered in his voice. So much sincerity in his eyes; ensuring that you understood how serious he was before taking another step further. It was almost too much to bear. You’ve never experienced love before. Is this what it feels like? Or am I dreaming? You brought your hand up to his cheek; velvety skin warm to the touch.

“Neither will I,” you murmured with sparkles in your eyes as tears prickled them. The moment was so intimate; something new yet familiar. Surely, he could hear how loud your heart was beating. Mostly, for the fact that you finally have the man you’ve always wanted within arms reach. Here he was, kneeling before you in a vulnerable state; showing you affection that you have never existed before.

Taehyung smiled before reaching to kiss your lips yet again. Your body felt the same electricity as it did the first time he kissed you. His lips are addicting - intoxicating. Exiting your comfort zone, you take your hands to touch him, roaming over his shoulders and down his back. You could feel him shiver under your touch. As much as you want to devour him, caution is of the essence. You don’t want to mess this up or move too fast. You’re not even sure what is about to happen, so you let time take control.

“Can I touch more of you,” Taehyung’s voice comes out needy yet patient. Again, you nod your head to give him permission to explore you further.

His lips make way to your neck. Soft moans leaving your lips from the tingling sensation. Between the heat from his breath and his tender lips, you can’t focus on one little thing. Your back instantly arches as you feel his mouth travel to your chest. His hands caress your breasts; kneading them to bring your nipples closer to his mouth. When you feel his tongue swipe across them, you gasp. Your hands make way to the back of his head, nestling your fingers gently into his hair. Lick after lick, you feel yourself falling deeper into his spell. The tip of his tongue flickers over the point of your nipples, sending arousal straight to your core.

Such a mess you’re making of your underwear. You’re thankful that this little secret is hidden. Your cheeks flush at the thought of Taehyung knowing just how much he turns you on. Never have you felt this wet before. Pulling you from your thoughts, Taehyung travels further down your body, leaving your needy breasts to tend to the rest of you.

His soft hands touch your sides, admiring your curves - every delicate detail of your skin being touched. He stops at your hips, looking at the marks. You can’t help but to watch him. There’s regret in his eyes, but not because of you. You know what’s going on in his head. He’s blaming himself for the pain you’ve been through. Seeing right through him, you take your hand, and run your fingers through his soft curls.

“Taehyung… It’s okay. Just be here with me. You can’t erase the past but…you can paint a new future.” Your voice is kind and sincere; just as fragile as you are. He runs his fingers over the bruises followed by delicate kisses. You can’t help but notice a shimmer in his eyes. Over and over, he kisses the bruises as if trying to kiss them away.

To your surprise, his kisses don’t stop there. Traveling further from your hips to what lies between them, you hear a low growl below. Taehyung inhales your natural scent, and curses under his breath. You can feel your cheeks becoming warm knowing that he’s so close to where you want him the most.

As Taehyung kneels before your core, his dark gaze catches your needy eyes. The hunger in his eyes makes your heart race. He lingers there for what seems like forever. His tongue slowly grazes over his lips. A devilish smirk touches his lips. You wonder why he’s not going for it. Your mind is telling him to just dive in, and the other part of your mind questions who you are to think such crude things.

“Tell me, Y/N. What were you fantasizing about that day? What thoughts made you moan my name so beautifully?” The red could not be stopped from flooding your face, heat rushing to your ears. His long fingers graze over your thighs. His eyes turn to a mix of mischief and puppy-like innocence. You avert your gaze from his. The intensity in them makes your mouth run dry. He’s quick to notice how timid you’ve become.

“If you tell me, I’ll fulfill it. Let me bring your dream to a reality,” he says in a subdued voice. You swallow hard as you look back at him. He playfully rests his head against your thigh, patiently awaiting your instructions. At this point, not telling him would be a loss on your part. You’ve always fantasized Taehyung being in this exact position - needy for you. The thought of him begging to taste you, and feel you has always driven you insane. The irony of having such submissive thoughts about a dominant man. Of course, you’ve imagined him tying, gagging, and flogging you. Dreamed of it. Yet there’s this part of you that has always wanted to see him desperate and vulnerable - submissive. Swallowing your nerves, you part your lips to speak.

“I want…to feel…” The lump in your throat catches your voice. You clear your throat, trying to play it off as nothing.

“I want to feel your fingers,” you say as a whispered demand. Taehyung’s smirk doesn’t go unnoticed. He lifts his head from your thigh to face you fully.

“My fingers are yours to feel.” Taehyung’s voice grows deeper. With two fingers, he softly grazes down your folds. Repeating the motion delicately as you adjust to his touch. His fingers become coated in your juice. With each stroke, your breath quickens. It feels as if your wetness is dripping further down, pooling at your entrance. Taehyung ensures not to let a single drop go to waste, gathering it on his fingers to make his strokes more intoxicating. Your core clenches as he grazes over your clit. So desperate to be filled, your walls silently beg for his attention.

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to take it as an invitation,” Taehyung’s voice sounds like venomous honey. You clench your eyes shut for a moment as you’ve been caught. Nothing gets past him it seems. A blessing and a curse. As clouded as your mind is with lust, you finally put the pieces together. Taehyung will only do exactly as you tell him to do. He’s putting you in control while still dominating you - allowing you to put complete trust in him. Your eyes open at the realization, all nerves numbed to make way for your lust to take over.

“Two fingers. Let’s see if you’re as skilled as you say. Push all the right buttons and make me cum on your fingers.” You bite your lip as you try not to giggle at the words that just came out of your mouth. Who is this girl? The girl who has only ever given demands at work now gives Kim Taehyung demands to please her. Revolution!

“So cheeky. I guess we’ll see,” he grins, seemingly impressed. Less than a second passes before you feel his fingers slowly stretching you. Easing into your walls with delicate caution as he feels your walls tighten around his fingers, a sharp gasp escapes you. He doesn’t plunge forward, but takes his time as if memorizing each part of you.

As his fingers glide further inside, he reaches into the brim, just to slowly twist them back out of you. Like a corkscrew, he swirls his fingers inside of you while coating his fingers in your wetness. He repeats this motion at a slow pace. The sensation makes you arch your back. You bring your heels up onto the bed to give him a better position to work with. Taehyung never ceases his motion. His fingers are so long, they reach as far as you’ve always imagined. Perhaps, more so.

With better access, Taehyung starts to get up just enough to rest his knee on the edge of the bed. Each move doesn’t stop his fingers steady motion. While looking hungrily into your eyes, he rests his free hand next to your head. Hovering over you now, his hair dangles in front of his eyes. The sight makes you weak in the knees. Your legs naturally spread wider to welcome his body.

“Now. Let’s see if I can push your buttons, as you requested,” he teases. Your words are cut short as he curls his fingers upward, and presses directly into the spot that makes you see stars.

“Ahh!” Your eyes practically roll into the back of your head. Your voice ringing in your own ears. Taehyung quickens his motion once he’s found your spot, tapping it like a video game expert. Over and over, faster then slower, then faster. Your orgasm is on the tip of your tongue. Every bit of your core is drenched in your own juice. As your walls constrict more and more, Taehyung moves accordingly. His thumb lightly brushes over your clit, rolling it in tight circles. The muscles in his arm clench as heat rises between your breathless bodies.

“You look so pretty when you’re about to cum, Y/N. I bet you’re radiant when pushed over the edge,” Taehyung’s voice almost sounds far away as the blood rushes from your head down between your legs. You’re right there. His voice ignites you to a new dimension. Your legs begin to shake as your walls clutch tightly around Taehyung’s fingers. He doesn’t stop his pace as you ride out the wave. Only when your body starts to twitch does he slow his fingers until they reach a complete stop - prolonging your orgasm as long as possible.

With eye contact, Taehyung removes his fingers and brings them up to his fingers. He groans as your taste touches his tongue. Sucking them to savor every last drop, his eyes never leave you.

“Radiant and delicious,” he deeply purrs with fire in his eyes. Taehyung’s eyes have always been so enticing. This is an intensity that could make you forget your name. He hasn’t even fucked you yet, still you feel physically overwhelmed. Embarrassment washes over you but is quickly replaced with curiosity. This man has been in your wildest fantasies. Now seeing the real thing, it’s even better than you ever imagined. Silencing your thoughts, Taehyung leans down to kiss your lips. The taste of you lingers on his lips, making you shiver.

The kiss is gentle. Your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to you. His boxers press against your wet core. Immediately you feel his erection poking against you. Your hips wiggle at the sensation, wanting to feel more of him. He smirks against your lips.

“Patience, darling. Let me take you on a date first.” His proposal surprises you. It’s hard to ignore the hard object twitching against you.

“But…what about you,” you question with doe eyes. Taehyung leans up slightly to look at you with kind eyes.

“I’m going to take a cold shower, then come back to lay down with you. I don’t want to rush this. I just want to hold you in my arms. Is that okay?” He asks so sweetly. You want to protest. Most men only crave their release, angry if they can’t get it. Yet he’s offering to suffer at the expense of rushing into whatever is going on between you. Your heart aches with affection. All you can do is nod your head in acceptance. Taehyung delicately kisses your forehead.

“I’ll be quick.” As he gets up, he pulls the blanket back to give you room to get inside. Without hesitation, you climb under the blankets as you suddenly feel cold without his body against yours. Taehyung walks to the bathroom just to come back seconds later. He brings you a washcloth as he looks over your body.

“I can clean for you if you’d-”

“No, no. I’ll do it,” you say quickly with red cheeks. The thought of him cleaning you makes you flustered; something you’re not quite ready for. Taehyung gives a tender smile, handing you the cloth. Pressing another kiss to your lips, he walks off to the shower, leaving the door cracked open. Once you hear the shower running, you take a deep breath.

I can’t believe this is happening. Did that really just happen? Kim Taehyung loves me? Feeling giddy all over, you silently squeal as you kick your feet under the blanket. You pull the blanket to your face to muffle your little squeaks. This is surreal. It was only moments ago that you were at the ball, imagining only going home on your own. The thought of starting over anew tomorrow and leaving your feelings for Taehyung in the past. Now, he is yours and you are his. Although, curiosity taps in the back of your mind as you wonder what exactly happened between Tae and Yuri tonight.

After some time, you feel yourself getting cozy. Sleep prickles your eyes with the will to stay away fighting against it. Fortunately, Taehyung returns just as you felt yourself losing the war.

“Did I take long,” he asks in a husky voice. When you look up, you see a towel hanging off of his hips deliciously as he uses another towel to dry his hair. The sight makes you swoon inside. Watching him make himself right at home, comfortable even, it makes you feel warm. You shake your head sleepily as you lay cozy in your bed.

“Not at all,” you softly say. He would have believed you if you didn’t yawn directly after saying so. He chuckles lightly as he tosses his towels to the side to join you in bed. Sliding beside you, he gives you an opening to lay your head on his chest. When you do so, he puts his arm around you and kisses you gently on the forehead.

“Close your eyes. I’ll be here when you wake up,” he whispers against your ear. As if he put you under a spell, you find yourself closing your eyes and nuzzling against him. The sound of his voice is hypnotizing. The promise of waking up in his arms gives you hope for a new day. Before you succumb to your slumber, you tilt your head up to look at him.

“Are you really okay,” you ask with soft concern. Taehyung looks down at you, slight confusion at first then loving eyes.

“I’m really okay. Having you in my arms is all I need,” he reassures in a low voice. He presses another soft kiss to your forehead, “We have all the time in the world, Y/N. Let’s take our time.”

He’s so kind, it’s almost worrisome. Not that Taehyung hasn’t been kind before, but something seems different about him now. Softer. Delicate. A side that you haven’t seen of him before. It makes your heart swell. Within seconds, you drift off to sleep knowing that the greatest person you know is by your side - and all yours.

There’s warmth in the air. November mornings feel different today. Usually, the mornings are crisp to the point you could swear that ice forms on your nose. Not today. Today, your graced with the warmth of Taehyung. He hugs you closely from behind as if he doesn’t want to let you go. A gentle embrace as his slow breaths tickle your back. A smile etches on your face knowing how safe you are in his arms.

Looking at the clock, you realize that you woke up early. You don’t need to be at work for two more hours. Feeling refreshed and brand new, you feel the urge to get up and make breakfast. As slowly as you can without stirring him, you emerge from the bed. Taehyung shifts slightly, reaching out for you in his deep sleep. With an adoring smile, you reach for one of your pillows and place it under his arm. After a successful mission, you tip-toe to the kitchen.

A quick breakfast and some coffee should do the trick. You prepared some rice along with some side dishes that you had made earlier in the week. A fried egg for each bowl of rice, with a light jjigae on the side. Just as you were going to return to the bedroom to wake Taehyung, you see him walking out of your room. He pulls a t-shirt over his head with his boxers already in place. His hair is messy from his sleep - very, very messy. You choke back a laugh as you’re smitten by the sight.

“Do I amuse you, Y/N,” he asks in a teasing voice, almost professional. You shake your head cutely as you hand him a cup of coffee.

“Of course not, Mr. Kim. In fact, I think you look absolutely adorable.” He takes the cup and looks down at you, his hair dangling over his eyes. There’s barely a step between you.

“Funny. That’s not what you thought of me last night. Shall I remind you,” he challenges in a husky voice. His words make you swallow hard, cheeks turning pink. You nudge him lightly before turning away.

“That won’t be necessary. My memory is vivid enough,” your words say ‘no’, but deep down, you’re saying ‘yes sir’. You shake the images from last night out of your head. Many things start replacing these thoughts. You’re curious if Taehyung will want a Dom/Sub relationship with you. What are we anyways, you wonder. So many questions, always such a worry wart. Taehyung smirks as he watches you.

Both of you take a seat at your small, round dining table to enjoy your meals. Suddenly, you feel slightly uncomfortable. Your worries and insecurities take over your mind. It’s not the first breakfast that you two have shared in your apartment. Things are different now, but different how? Taehyung tilts his head slightly, looking at you. He sets his coffee down and reaches over the table gently to place his hand over yours. When you meet his gaze, his eyes are warm and loving.

“Whatever is on your mind, you can tell me. Let me silence your worries,” he says with sincerity. What is he, a mind reader?? You try not to seem too surprised and laugh lightly. Thinking about saying something cheeky, you second guess yourself. Taehyung knows you so well. He can read you, he understands you better than anyone. The least you can do is trust him with your thoughts. Swallowing your nerves, you part your lips to speak.

“What happened last night? With Yuri,” you ask softly, knowing it may be a sensitive subject. Taehyung lets out a breath and nods his head.

“Fair question. Well, to put it simply, she challenged me,” he says as he takes a bite of his rice. You follow suit so your breakfast doesn’t get cold, waiting for him to continue.

“She stormed out of the ball, so I followed her. She told me to take her back to her place, so I did,” he let out a heavy sigh, “When we got there, she wanted to fool around. She wanted me to show her my true dominance, no holding back. I asked her if she was sure and she said yes. I reminded her to use her safe word.” He closes his eyes for a moment before taking another bite of food.

“And she didn’t,” you continue. He shakes his head softly. Taehyung returns his eyes to yours, pain evident inside of them.

“She asked me to go harder, she asked for more. Then suddenly, she pushes me away and calls me a monster. That’s when the truth came out. Yuri asked if I was in love with you. After completely demolishing my trust, she questions my love for you. At first…I said no. But she kept pushing me and pushing me. That’s when I realized that she was asking because she already knew the answer. She was challenging me and using my dominance against me to reveal a different side of me.” Your heart aches for him. How could she do that?

In a dominant and submissive relationship, trust goes both ways. A true Dom would only do things within his submissive’s limits. For Yuri, she had many boundaries. She was new to the lifestyle, and Taehyung was very patient with her. He held back so much. He thought maybe they could be different from his other relationships. What he didn’t realize was that he was hoping to find something in Yuri that he found in you. She wasn’t the same, not at all.

Yuri misused his trust. You have to use your safe word in these dynamics; otherwise, the Dom will think you’re okay. She wasn’t okay, and told him to keep going anyways. Of course Taehyung was hurt by this. You look at him with sympathy.

“I’m so sorry, Tae. That must have been difficult,” you assure him. Just because Taehyung is a Dom, it doesn’t mean he isn’t sensitive. With his dark past, he finds it very hard to trust people. That’s why he chose the dominant lifestyle. It allows him to be in control, so he can’t get hurt. Yuri found a way to use that against him. Anger builds inside of you, but you hold back from letting it show. To your surprise, Taehyung looks at you with a kind smile.

“Honestly, I’m glad it happened. She pushed me to the limit, and woke me up. I realized that I was wasting my time trying to fill a void that only you can fill. That’s why I ran to you. There was no other place I wanted to be except with you.” Taehyung gets up from his chair, kneeling down beside you. He takes your hands into his as he looks into your eyes.

“I’m sorry it took me so long to get here,” he softly says. His words have so much meaning. Your heart begins to race as you can feel his love radiating around you. With tenderness, you take your hand to cup his cheek - love and adoration in your eyes.

“It goes both ways…but at least we’re here now.” Taehyung smiles sweetly, reaching up to kiss you softly on the lips. The gesture is so sweet, you fight back tears. You’re not sure how much time has passed. The sound of an alarm on your phone pulls you from your trance. It’s your reminder to leave for work soon. Taehyung pulls away and rests his head on your forehead before giving you space.

“Duty calls,” you groan with annoyance. Taehyung reaches out his hand for you. You graciously take it to get up from your seat.

“I’ll take you to work. You can ask me more questions on the way.” It’s like music to your ears. He knows how bad your anxiety is. You’ll be spending the rest of the day asking questions in your head until you can get them out. It would drive you mad. He really does care. With light laughter, you proceed to get ready for work and head out for the day.

Taehyung answered all of your questions happily. He confirmed that he was the one that called in the tip for Joon Jae. Turns out, he’ll do anything to protect you. Nothing was fabricated, it was all truthful information. With Taehyung’s connections, he was easily able to find out all that he needed to put him behind bars and keep him away from you. Knowing this made you feel so much safer. You were filled with worry since the ball that Joon Jae would come after you.

When you arrived at work, Taehyung assured you that he would reach out to you later. There were still many questions flooding your mind, but he answered enough to get you by until you meet again.

As you walk through the elevator to your work floor, you’re greeted by your bubbly assistant, Jisoo. She always greets you with a warm smile and friendly greeting. Today, she stops before she speaks and looks over you with an impressed look. Self-consciously, you take a look at your outfit to make sure everything is in place. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

“Good morning, Jisoo. My eyes are up here, sweetie,” you joke as she can’t stop looking you up and down. Jisoo stands, and moves out from her desk with her arms crossed; a large smile on her face.

“Y/N, dear. You are glowing. Is there something you need to tell me?” Your cheeks flush red with embarrassment. Is it that obvious? You’ve never experienced this “glow” before. You never understood what people meant by that. Sure, you’re in a really good mood today, and you feel like you’re on top of the world. How can someone see that just by looking at you? You adjust your purse strap and walk towards her.

“It’s just a good day, okay?” Jisoo gives you a knowing look as you try to hide the truth. Things are very fresh with Taehyung. It doesn’t feel appropriate to start telling people about it. Not only that, he’s well-known and rumors would spread like wildfire. Jisoo shrugs.

“Fine. Don’t tell me. But something amazing happened. I can tell,” she says as she sits back behind her desk. As you approach her desk, she hands you a stack of papers; manuscripts and other documents that need tending to today.

“Wanna join me in my office to go over today’s schedule,” you say as you look over the papers she handed you. She takes a look towards your office door and back at you.

“I sent your schedule by email for you to take a look at once you get settled. The new hire is in your office waiting to be onboarded.” You stop looking at the papers, and shift your eyes up to her with confusion.

“New hire? Isn’t onboarding HR’s job?” Jisoo shrugged at your questions.

“I thought so too, but she really insisted on meeting with you first thing this morning. Makes sense. She’s taking over your old job, so she probably wants to learn from you directly.” Annoyance pangs you at the new hire being so demanding already. This isn’t the proper process of things. Not only that, but you’re not sure how packed your schedule is yet. There may not be much time. All the same, there’s no protesting now. May as well get on with it. You gather your papers while putting on a smile.

“Call me if you need me then. I’ll let you know if I have any questions about the schedule,” you say as you stride to your office. With everything else going on, you almost forgot about the Assistant Commissioning Editor position being open. You’re still new to the position, so you’ve been used to handling everything on your own since your promotion. Although, it would be nice for someone to take some of the load off.

When you enter your office, you see someone seated at the chair in front of your desk; back facing you. Taking a deep breath, you smile and continue your stride.

“Hi, good morning! Sorry for keeping you waiting. You must be the new hire,” you say with your corporal voice. As the woman stands to greet you, your blood runs cold when you see her. Your feet come to a halt.

“Hi Y/N,” she says. Yuri… Everything comes rushing in all at once. You had forgotten that you interviewed her weeks ago for the position. More so, she was the last person you thought you would run into, let alone work with.

Yuri stands before you with an expression you can’t read. Professionalism mixed with anger and seemingly uncomfortable. Above all, she stands with her head high and confidence beaming out of her. For a moment, you feel your insecurities coming out. Quickly, you brush them aside to maintain the upper hand. This is your office, and she’s working under you. Now is not the time to show weakness. Clearing your throat, you continue your stride towards her.

“Yuri, hello,” you say as you approach her to shake her hand, “I didn’t know they picked someone for my old position quite yet. I apologize for my delay.” As you stand to shake her hand, she looks at you coldly for what seems like seconds before she shakes your hand with a fake smile. Her touch is delicate yet firm.

Setting your things down on the desk, you gesture for her to take a seat. Your mind is screaming a mile a minute. So many questions and worries flood your consciousness as you try to figure out where to go from here. After everything Taehyung told you this morning, you’re very aware that she knows of his feelings for you. That certainly pegs a problem.

Yuri sits there observing me intensely as you ready your things. A notebook sits on her lap closed with her hands tightly intertwined together. The tension in the air could be cut with a knife. You try to ignore it, but you’re not sure it can be. You refuse to be seen as weak. Everything Yuri did to Taehyung made you furious. Does she think she’s the only one that’s pissed? As her boss, You have to keep things professional, but you also feel that it’s best to address the elephant in the room. You sit back in your chair, crossing your leg over your knee; looking at Yuri with confidence.

“You asked to work with me directly this morning. I’m happy to help with your onboarding process, and answer any questions you have. However, I want to remind you that this is a professional work environment. Personal affairs are not to disrupt our business,” you say with kindness and a hint of authority. Your gaze at her softens, “With that being said, my office is a safe space.”

Yuri’s eyes widened at the words “safe space”. It was as if she wasn’t expecting you to say such a thing. It’s true. Although Joon Jae did a great job of defiling you in this office, that won’t be happening again. This is your domain. You have full control over it now, and it truly does feel like a safe space now that Joon Jae is behind bars and Taehyung by your side.

Yuri shifts in her seat, “You’re not going to fire me,” she asks timidly with an undertone of an attitude. It makes you smirk with a scoff. Shaking your head, you put your folded hands on your lap.

“Would you like to quit,” you ask to challenge her. She sits there for a moment without saying a word, processing your question. After some time, you say and press the intercom on your desk phone.

“Jisoo,” you call out. Jisoo replies right away, “Can you prepare Im Yuri’s offboarding paperwork please?” Yuri’s eyes widen as she leans forward.

“Wait,” she panics. Looking her in the eyes, you press the intercom button again.

“Disregard,” is all you say. You let out a frustrated sigh.

“I don’t like games, Yuri. I love this company, and I love my job. I take it very seriously. If you’re here to work, great. If you have a personal issue with working together, now is the time to leave.” As much as you’re easily asserting your dominance, you’re trembling on the inside. Trying your best not to show weakness, you maintain your composure.

As you await Yuri’s reply, you can see her anger brewing inside. It’s almost as if she’s battling with her internal thoughts. Each passing second feels like an eternity. You can’t tell for sure, but the way Yuri is subtly shaking, you detect that she’s shaking her leg under the desk - anxiety. As you’re about to speak to help soothe her, Jisoo comes through the intercom on your phone.

“Y/N, Kim Taehyung is on the phone for you.” Yuri’s eyes immediately shoot to yours as you do the same with slight panic. Awful timing, Taehyung, truly… Maintaining eye contact with Yuri, you can see her slowly unraveling as her nostrils flare. You slowly reach for the button on the phone to speak.

“Tell him I’ll call him back later please,” you say as calmly as you possibly can. Once Jisoo confirms that she will do just that, you realize that this is a really bad idea. There’s no way that Yuri is going to be able to work with you. This is a conflict of interest on another level. Considering her current emotional state, you decide to give her some time to calm herself after the events of the ball, then you’ll have HR contact her to let her go.

“Yuri, why don’t you take the rest of the day off,” you suggest as you stand from your seat. Yuri remains seated, staring at her hands on her lap. As much as you can’t stand her right now, your empathy can’t silence the guilt you feel.

Her silence is deafening. You proceed to walk around the desk towards the door. Perhaps she needs a little nudge, so you opt to open the door for her. In mid-stride, you hear Yuri stand from her seat. In a quick motion, you feel your hair being tugged harshly back, causing you to stumble backwards on your feet. You yelp in pain as you try to pry your hair from her hand. She coils your hair up to the root to get a more firm grip on you.

“What the hell?! Let go,” you hiss as you try to pull from her grasp.

“Why does it get to be you,” Yuri screams through sobs. You manage to turn around partially to try to make eyes with the enemy. You’re not sure of what to do as the pain becomes excruciating. Yuri pulls even harder, making you face forward.

“It was supposed to be me! I could fix him. I could teach him that he doesn’t have to live this lifestyle. He was falling in love with me and you ruined it, you bitch!” Yuri’s words come out as a shriek. Every word pisses you off more and more. Panic sets in as you worry that the other employees will hear the commotion. If she finds out that you’re dating Taehyung, you’re not sure what that could mean for your reputation or career. Rumors get people fired, and you’d rather everyone find out through you.

Thinking quickly, you try to reason with her, “Yuri… Just let me go and we can talk about this.” You try to reason with her but there’s no use. Her sobs continue as she starts to yank your head in every direction, making you feel dizzy. Shit.

You’re not a fighter. The last thing you need is a lawsuit on your hands. Thinking of how you can get her off of you enough to get away, you look at the wall near you. Backing up quickly without tripping, you slam her backwards into the wall. The first time, she cries out but doesn’t let go. The second time, you pull forward a little more so you can fall back even harder. The action makes Yuri hit her head against the wall. Her grip loosens on your hair enough for you to get away.

You rush over to your desk, picking up the phone as Yuri already starts to pull away from the wall, “Jisoo, get security now.” Your command comes out with a heavy breath. Hopefully she doesn’t ask questions and just does as she’s told.

“R-right away,” she says in a worried voice. Yuri has already started charging after you. You try to rush to the other side of the desk, but Yuri is faster. She hurls herself over your desk, lunging after you. She collides with you as your things scatter onto the floor. You fall to the ground with Yuri on top of you.

Yuri straddles you as she tries to slap, punch, and claw at your face. Trying to avoid her contact, you constantly move your head, but she manages to land a few. A scratch from her nails slashes your face. You put up your hands to try to block her, unskilled attempts to grab a hold of her wrists. For someone so small, she’s surprisingly strong.

“It was supposed to be me,” Yuri screams over and over again. Within seconds, security comes bursting through the door. As you two fight on the floor, you try your best to get her away without hurting her. Two tall men in suits rush over to pry her off of you. As they grab her by her arms, lifting her somewhat from the ground, she starts kicking.

“Get off of me! She deserves it! You fucking whore!!” Yuri’s words reach a high decibel volume. Jisoo and a couple of other coworkers stand at the door to try to see what’s happening with concern. You manage to stand up slowly. With your hair in disarray, blood stinging the fresh cut on your face, you brush out your clothes to adjust them.

“Get her out of the building. She’s not allowed to enter the building under any circumstances,” you shout to security as they drag her out of the room. Yuri continues to kick and scream, throwing out profanity after profanity.

Catching your breath, you look at everyone standing at the door. They try to see if you’re okay, but you know they mostly want to know what was going on. Forcing on a soft smile, you regain your composure.

“Show’s over. Everyone get back to work please. I’m okay,” you assure them. Your coworkers hesitate at first, but they awkwardly smile and bow subtly before walking away. Jisoo, however, comes into your office and moves towards your desk.

“Here, let me help you clean up at least,” she offers sweetly. You want to protest, but she’s already picking up your things from the floor. Feeling a lot of pain, you slowly move to do the same.

“Thank you,” you say with a soft voice, trying to suppress your pain filled groan. Jisoo works quickly, picking up items that have completely broken. Thankfully, nothing really important shattered; just some decor.

“I’ll make sure HR handles the onboarding process from now on,” Jisoo jokes as she stands with the last item from your desk. Her light joke makes you crack a smile. Your mind is swimming with thoughts too much for you to have a witty reply. Letting out a sigh, you stand to look at the mess before you. With a kind smile, you look at Jisoo.

“Can you hold my calls for the next hour? I’m going to return Taehyung’s call and try to straighten up a little.” Jisoo doesn’t protest and leaves you to it. Once the door closes, you plop down into your chair; all exhaustion coursing through you at once. You close your eyes for a moment before giving a quick call to HR to offboard Yuri; reasoning for being too unstable for a professional work environment. You’ll have to write a report later for them to record the events that took place for legal purposes. What a pain in the ass…

With hesitation, you pick up your cell to call Taehyung back. As you swipe through your phone to get to the contacts, you debate whether or not you’re going to tell him about what happened. Before you can press on his name to call, an incoming call comes through - Taehyung. You chuckle lightly as you swipe the green button.

You: Impeccable timing as usual, you joke. Taehyung: Why was security called to your office? Is everything alright? They said there was a disturbance. His worry for you makes you smile to yourself. Of course he was notified about it already. You look at your desk, letting out a breath. You: Nothing I couldn’t handle. Just a hiring process gone wrong. They’re gone now though. You called me earlier? Trying to change the topic, you hope that he won’t pry any further. Taehyung let out an annoyed sigh. Taehyung: It was Yuri, wasn’t it? Taehyung never misses a beat. He’s always five steps ahead, with eyes and ears everywhere. It’s both comforting and annoying. You clear your throat, sitting up straight in your seat. You: Don’t do anything about it, okay? She’s banned from ever entering the building again. I doubt it will go any further than that. Just…leave her alone. She’s been through enough. Taehyung lets out a frustrated sigh on the other end. Despite Yuri trying to rip your hair out and rearrange your face, you can’t help but to remain compassionate. Taehyung remains silent for some time. You check your phone to make sure the call didn’t drop. You: Tae? After another second of silence, he speaks. Taehyung: I’m sorry this happened. I…didn’t know that they hired her. She never said anything about it. Although now, I think I can understand why now. Hearing Taehyung’s guilt pangs your heart. He has a tough exterior, but a much softer interior. He always blames himself for anything that goes wrong; especially when it comes to you. You: This isn’t your fault, okay? She knew what she was doing. She wanted to confront me, whether you broke up with her or not. Anger like this? It doesn’t just brew overnight. There was no way to predict this. With your reassurance, Taehyung remains silent. Although you can’t see his face, you know that he still blames himself for not being able to protect you. It makes your heart flutter knowing he cares so much, even though you wish that he wasn’t so hard on himself. To be fair, you would feel the same way if the roles were reversed. You: How about you meet me for lunch? I need to replace some things from my desk anyways. Besides, I wanted to see you again anyways. Deal? With that, you can hear Taehyung chuckle lightly under his breath. Taehyung: Alright, deal. I’ll pick you up. In the meantime, I’m ensuring there’s more security to make sure you’re safe. His overprotective behavior makes you smile. There’s no use in protesting. You’re sure his plan is already in motion as you speak. You: Yes sir, you say in a jokingly obedient tone. Your hand quickly comes up to your mouth as you realize what you just said. Such a submissive phrase. It almost sounds as if Taehyung lets out a low growl under his breath. A smile twitches at your lips. Before the conversation turns into something else, you quickly end the conversation. You: I’ll see you soon. Bye! Without giving him a chance to respond, you end the call and put your phone on the desk.

Heat rises to your cheeks. You didn’t expect such a simple response to make you so flustered. Considering that this new relationship isn’t even twenty-hours old, you’re not sure what this means for your Dom/Sub lifestyles.

As your mind races, your cell buzzes on top of the desk. Cautiously, you flip it over to read the text.

Taehyung: We’ll discuss your punishment later for hanging up on me. Curious how your obedience leaves you so quickly. Cheeky girl… See you at noon.

Oh god…

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tears of the sea (m) | kth

— title: The Forsaken II: Tears of the Sea | pairings: Taehyung x female reader| genre: Siren!Taehyung, Smut, Mystery, Slight Horror | word count: 6,350 words

— summary: after a long time spent apart, he finally came in the night, accompanied by the soft, haunting serenade which he has been singing for you since the day you left, putting your broken souls together back into one.

— ratings & warnings: +18 / M for mature; curses, black magic, siren’s spell, mention of hypnotism, mention of pregnancy and child birth, body horror (shape-shifting), body worship (mentions of body dysmorphia), explicit smut scenes: nudity, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), breast play, clit play, public sex (sex on the beach), unprotected sex, rough sex, cum eating, multiple orgasms.

— original: The Forsaken by @yoonia — fic drop date: Oct 24th, 2024 — song companion: half the world away — written as part of my 2024 birthday bash event, 𝖙𝖜𝖎��𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖉𝖊, created based on this request.

How many nights have you done something like this?

To find yourself walking across the beach, over the jagged rocks lining the water’s edge, with the steady waves crashing over your feet and ankles.

On most nights, you would find yourself drawn to the sea by the ghostly sounds of a tune, serenading you to come out of your shelter before it would fade into the night. Other nights, you would come out here with the hope of seeing a shadow of a movement dancing between the waves, to see the sight of a figure that had been filling your dreams, of seeing rough viridescent scales slinking across the water when you look on towards the night.

The only times you stopped visiting the water’s edge had been the night your daughter was born, and the many nights after when you were still too weak to travel out into the night and onto the seashore.

And those nights had been the most peculiar moment of your life. The alluring tune you heard kept echoing from the sea each time your newborn baby girl was crying and you were too exhausted and spent to soothe her. Yet those tunes had always managed to calm her down, just the way it eased your lonely soul, as if there was some kind of a magic force flowing through the night, through the water, coming in the waves, just to help make your baby girl—and you—feel safe.

And now you are back here, just like the many nights that have passed since six months ago, when your baby was born, lured towards the water’s edge at the sound of the same tune serenading for you to come.

Out here, there are no lights to guide you. Nothing but the glowing moonlight falling from above. You look back over your shoulder towards your cabin on the top of the nearest hill, where your baby girl had just fallen asleep in her crib.

Leaving her behind feels heavy. If not for Mira, the young local girl you recently hired to be her caretaker, you would have never been able to step out of your temporary home. The home that was built by the people of the tribe for you to reside. To welcome you as a part of them, even when you never felt like you had truly become one of them.

The island of Parram.

You arrived here one year ago in your boat after a long journey. All because of the Fountain of Life, the source of magic that would be able to restore life and prosperity. Everything that your island—your tribe, your people—needed needed for the sake of their survival.

But that long journey had given you more than one blessing.

Not only had you found the Fountain of Life and the Elder who had learned about the magic and how to use it to save your home island, but you have also been blessed with the birth of your baby girl.

The latter had been the reason why you are still here on this island, while your travel companion, Namjoon, and Elder Moira travelled across the sea to bring home the magic from the Fountain of Life. The presence of your child and your steady recovery from childbirth had been deemed too risky for you to challenge the journey home. So you stayed, even if only for a while.

Your moment of wondering about life and the mystery of your fate is suddenly disrupted by a rough, splashing sound coming from the nearby waters. It sounds nothing like the steady waves; so abrupt and violent, that it immediately draws your attention towards the dark waters by the shore.

And that is when you see it; a sparkle of viridescent scales slinking between the jagged rocks breaking apart the waves, before it slips into the darkness and disappears into the water’s edge.

Heart pounding, you hike up the front of your nightdress and hastily rush towards where the sparkle of scales had faded into. The rocks feel sharp against the soles of your feet, and the water feels cold on your skin, soaking the ends of your dress, yet you keep going, searching, until you see a figure rising in the dark.

You are breathless when you come to a halt. Your heart is pounding when you see him.

Standing between some high, unruly rocks, with crashing waves rising as tall as his shoulders and dark, wet sand beneath his feet, he stands on unsteady legs, as if being on land has taken away his sense of gravity.

And he is glowing.

The sight draws a gasp out of you. It seems magical. Enchanting. And then your eyes slowly adjust to the bleakness of the night and soon notice what is making him appear as if he is emitting lights.

Just like how his legs are still trying to adjust to land, his skin is taking its time to shift. As you take a few steps closer, you can finally see them; the bright, viridescent scales on his skin which are still present, glistening as they reflect the bright moonlight coming from the night sky above.

Slowly, the scales begin to melt into his skin. In their places, dots of redness appear, until they all fade and his skin turns smooth right in front of your eyes.

The last time you met, the scales on his skin, the gills that appeared on the sides of his neck and ribs—which had now melted into smooth skin, with nothing but fading red lines left behind—and other changes on his facial features, had all frightened you enough to let out a scream. Looking at him now, with the remnants of his true appearance slowly fading away, he looks—beautiful.

Truly beautiful.

You look up just as he slowly raises his head, quickly realising that you are not the only one who has changed. His body appears bigger, stronger, with more solid muscles growing on his limbs and chest and less scar marring his skin. His hair has grown longer, framing his face as they fall under the weight of the water soaking each strand.

You don’t realise that you have reached him until he lifts his head, and his face appears so close to you. His eyes glow in bright, golden yellow, looking inhuman for a brief moment until he blinks, and a pair of dark eyes are looking back at you. His gaze is filled with longing and sorrow, one that you can immediately feel in your chest as you return his gaze with your own.

His lips, which have been in your dreams for many nights since you were apart, twist into a smile. “You’re here,” he says in his deep voice which sounds almost like a serenade.

Just like his voice, his whole presence feels like an enchantment, a magic spell that keeps pulling you towards him, that you are brought closer and closer. Close enough that you can almost feel the warmth of his skin without touching.

“I—” You try to speak, yet the words are caught on your tongue. You have so many things to say to him that you have no idea where to start. Instead, you slowly reach up, brushing the wet strands of his hair away from his face so you can get a better look at him.

“Taehyung,” you gasp the moment you touch him. The moment you feel him. “Is this real? Are you really here? Is this not a dream?”

His smile softens as he lifts a hand to cup your cheek. “It’s real. I am here,” he says with a soft hum. “I’ve travelled far just to see you again.”

You sink into his touch, and an incredulous laughter slips out of you when you hear his words. “That’s the part that is so hard to believe,” you say with a chuckle, drawing his own when you glance over his shoulder. “How—? I doubt that you used a boat to get here.”

He gently shakes his head. “I have better ways,” he says, a playful glint in his eyes.

You almost laugh again, knowing what he means. Then an uneasy tightness grows in your chest as you imagine him swimming all the way here. Another thought crosses your mind when you remember about the cave where he was confined in. The cursed place where you first met.

“You managed to escape the cave.” His gaze finds yours, surprised to know that you had somehow found out about his secret.

“I learned about your kind,” you explain with a wry smile. “You wanted to keep me in that cave.” At your accusation, remorse fills his eyes. “I know what you—sirens—do with humans. Were you planning to…did you cast magic on me so you could…”

Taehyung stops you from finishing your sentence by pressing his thumb on your lips. “My magic never worked on you,” he says, admitting his secret with a pained tone of voice.

“I wanted to keep you. I’ve been confined in that cave for so long, I lost track of time. Days blended into weeks, months, years, perhaps decades to hundred years had passed since, and I was lonely,” he continues to admit. “But it was your magic which allured me, enchanted me until I was falling helpless in your presence.”

You merely shake your head, refusing to believe him. Mostly the part where he said you have some kind of magic in you.

“I was wrong to even think that I could keep you, to even think about holding you captive just to keep me company, when it meant for eternity,” he says with a resigned sigh. Then, lowering his head to rest his forehead against yours, he gently whispers, “Forgive me.”

“You’ve already been forgiven,” you admit to him with a soft voice, and relief washes over him.

He looks at you again. “He left you here. Your friend.” There is a bite of bitterness and anger in his voice at the mention of your travel companion, Namjoon. And you cannot even blame him for it, knowing what Namjoon had done to him.

The image of Taehyung hurting, wounded by Namjoon’s arrows when he came to rescue you—who came barging into the cave, believing that he was protecting you from a monster—and left bleeding in that cave, alone, still haunts you to this day.

“He has other responsibilities, while I was—” You stop yourself from continuing, not sure how to reveal about the child that you carried after the one night you spent with him. You continue instead to tell him about how Namjoon had to return to your home island to bring home the cure to your declining land, to marry his betrothed—just like how he was always meant to—and bring Elder Moira, the grand Healer, to meet your father.

“I couldn’t travel with, so I stayed,” you continue, omitting the fact that you were too heavily pregnant to join Namjoon in his journey home.

Biting your lips, you look up to see his eyes, only to find him smiling.

“I know why you stayed,” he murmurs, his eyes trailing down to follow his hands as he lowers them to your covered torso, brushing at the slightly swollen flesh which has yet to recover after carrying the child inside you for nine whole months.

“You knew,” you can barely say those words without getting your breath caught in your throat.

“I was there with you the entire time you carried her in you, even if only in my spirit,” he says, his gaze finding yours again. “The curse that was holding me back in that cave was broken when we got together and our child was conceived. That’s how I knew.”

As relief washes through you, your hands fall from his face to his shoulders, slowly moving lower to his bare chest. You react with a gasp at the touch of his skin, having been too enamoured by his presence and his alluring voice, you have failed to realise that he has been standing there with you, completely naked. Bare to nothing but his skin, instead of the bone-coloured tunic and soft, tattered pants that he wore when you first found him in that cave.

Seeing him this way, and thinking about the night you spent with him in the cave, gets you feeling warm inside. Heat begins to coil in your belly, unfolding through your chest while drifting down south. As does your gaze, as it travels down his body, following the trail of lines of muscles on his chest, to the V-line below his toned torso, and then—

Sensing where your attention and your mind have drifted towards, Taehyung slips a hand to the nape of your neck. He gently brings your face closer to his, making you look up at him while lowering his head until his lips are touching yours.

“I’ve missed you,” he murmurs against your lips, before he gives a deep, gentle kiss, stealing your breath, your thoughts, your everything away until it all fades into pure lust.

As you return the kiss, you no longer remember where you are. The sea fades into the back of your mind. The sound of the steady waves chasing each other becomes white noise, drowned under the sound of your heartbeat. The uneasy feeling that has been plaguing you—all from having been stuck in a land which you cannot find it in you to call home—is no longer gripping at your chest, replaced by a sense of belonging which manifests under his touch.

With your arms wrapped around his neck, your chest pressed against his, and your mouth being devoured in his kiss, you are lost in his warmth. You melt into his embrace as Taehyung wraps his arms around your waist, bending you backwards as he deepens the kiss.

With your bodies moulded to one another, you can feel his arousal pressing down against your lower belly. It draws some intense heat rising inside you, warmth pulsing from between your legs as you rub your hips against his.

Your mind grows so hazy with lust that you almost believe you are floating from the sensation of his kiss when you feel like you can no longer feel the ground beneath your feet. It takes you a moment to realise that Taehyung has lifted you in his arms. You react with a gasp, breaking away from the kiss to tighten your hold around him to keep yourself from falling over.

Yet he holds you steady in his arms, with his unwavering smile on his face as he carries you away from the jagged rocks, away from the rough waves and the rising tide, and from the wet sand that has been soiling the ends of your nightdress. He carries you across the rest of the way until he reaches the cliffs wall where he finds a flat slab of rock to lie you gently down on.

Grinning wickedly, he crawls over you, pressing his lips gently on yours as he teases, “Should we take this time to reminisce our first night together?”

You cannot help but laugh, but you also cannot stop the heat rising in your skin from having the chance to reminisce and repeat that night all over again. A do-over in a new place, where you can see the ocean of stars filling the wide sky above you instead of being in an enclosed cave with nothing but walls of rocks around you.

Your laughter dies down as he once again captures your lips with his, distracting you from the work of his hands as he gently peels your nightdress and undergarments off of your skin. Soon, you are left just as bare as he is, naked as the day you were born, with the pulse of your desire building between your legs.

Taehyung pulls away from the kiss, giving you the chance to breathe. Only to quickly steal your breath again when his hand reaches down, lifting your left thigh up to open your legs. Cold breeze touches your skin, and then his fingers find your center, pressing at your slick heat.

“Taehyung,” you gasp at his touch. “Oh, heavens.”

Pressing his lips on your bare shoulder, you feel his deep chuckle as he gently pushes a finger into your hot entrance. “You are so wet, beautiful,” he murmurs against your skin, and your heart stutters at the sweet endearment that he had once used to call you when you were with him for the first time. For him to be using it again brings back the memory of you surrendering to your carnal desire. To him.

“I’ve waited for so long for this,” he whispers, sounding desperate that his voice trembles.

Running your hand up the back of his neck, you slip your fingers between the strands of his hair and whisper, “So do I.”

Hearing this pleases him, and he quickly presses his lips on yours again, kissing you gently until you nearly melt to lax beneath him. At the sound of your muffled hum, he begins moving his hand, pushing and pulling his finger in and out of you, over and over again until your breath grows ragged and your body grows even hotter. With his thumb, he finds your clit, pressing on it as he adds another digit into your pulsing walls.

“Oh!” you cry out when the pleasure comes to you in waves. Building up and rising over you, engulfing you until you feel like you are floating high in bliss. He continues until you feel it coming, your legs quaking around his hips and you begin raising your hips to meet each thrust of his fingers.

While Taehyung is busy working his hand in your heat, his mouth begins to trail lower, down the column of your throat, to your shoulder, not stopping until he captures the pebbled tip of your breast in his mouth. Cries of pleasure keep slipping out of your mouth as he suckles, licks, and lightly bites on your hardened nipple. His hand remains steady, moving at a slow pace to bring your pleasure to its peak. Then he releases your nub with a pop, before moving to the other breast where he does the same.

The pleasure feels too much, it almost feels like you are falling over the edge with nothing to hold on to. Your fingers slip out of his hair as he begins to move again, crawling his way down. You watch through hazy gaze as he trails kisses down your body, still relentless in his work of hand, and then—

“Oh, dear Gods!”

Your hips rise higher as Taehyung dips between your legs, burying his face so he can kiss your slick heat. With his fingers still moving inside you, he moves his thumb away and his mouth takes its place.

“Taehyung—!”

Once again, your hands find leverage by burying your fingers through the strands of his wet hair. With your grasp, you press his face deeper, while each steady rocking of your hips keeps pushing your center onto his mouth and his fingers deeper into you.

It doesn’t take long before you finally unravel. The coil in your core snaps, and you are engulfed in the intense waves of your orgasm, with his fingers buried inside your heat still and his mouth latched around your throbbing clit.

“That’s it, beautiful. I love it when you cum,” he murmurs against your heat, his lips still ghosting over your throbbing center, as if he has yet enough to drink your essence. “You taste so good,” he says between licks, “I’ve craved for this for so long.”

You cry out once more when a smaller spasm rocks through your body at the touch of his lips on your nether region. Then you feel a void forming inside you when he pulls his fingers out of you. Still lost in bliss, you barely feel the touch of his wet lips pressing on your skin as he slowly crawls his way up, trailing kisses on your stomach—right across the stretch marks on your skin which has made you feel unconfident, as if he is worshipping them with his lips—and up to your heaving chest, brushing his lips from one breast to another, and continues his way up until his lips are on yours.

He is biting and kissing you gently one second, and then devouring you like a beast, taking everything that you have to offer while letting you taste the heady scent of your release from his mouth and tongue.

Your body heats up further when he begins touching the curves of your body with his big, wide hands. His gentle touch makes it seem as if he wants to memorise everything, even as he kneads at your breasts.

Then his hands reach down, pulling your legs wide apart so he can settle in between. You are still sensitive after your first climax that the touch of his hard shaft makes you jolt beneath him. Yet you make no move to avoid him when he carefully aligns himself at your center. He moves the tip of his cock between your slit, back and forth, coating himself with your release, and then you feel him nudging at the entrance.

“Can I—?” he asks with a strained voice, filled with need, yet still keeping himself back when he seems so unsure to proceed.

“Yes,” you simply cry out before he can finish asking, already lifting your hips to welcome him home.

At your final word, Taehyung pushes into you in one smooth stroke that stretches your walls to the point of pain. Yet the pain feels exquisite, so much so that you almost find yourself unravelling once more in the peak of pleasure. At the same time, it also feels as if you are gaining back a piece of your soul which you lost on the day you left him behind in that cave.

You look up to him to say this, only to see him closing his eyes. The relief written on his face is so profound that it almost brings you to tears. Because you know that he is feeling the same way too about this moment; of having your bodies and souls joined into one.

Taehyung opens his eyes and his forehead comes down to yours. For what seems to be the longest time, neither of you makes a move. You simply exist in this space together, your bodies joined, your breaths colliding with one another, and your hearts beating as one. As if you are bounded not by magic, but by fate.

“________,” he whispers your name as he kisses your face, your nose, lips, and hair, down to your neck, and then returns to claim your lips again. “I’m so happy to be able to touch you again. To love you like this.”

Your breath is caught in your throat, just as your words do. “Then make love to me,” you whisper breathlessly beyond the sound of your rapid heartbeat. Wrapping your legs around his hips, you encourage him to move. “Show me how happy you are to see me again.”

You rock your hips, and then he follows. His tortured moan seems as if it is being ripped out straight from the depths of his soul. There is a hint of tears forming in his eyes as he begins to move, thrusting deeply inside you, withdrawing and slamming back into you, over and over again. He hooks his arms under your legs, pulling them up higher as he starts driving further into you.

Despite getting lost in his pleasure, Taehyung keeps his eyes on you the entire time. Just like how he did it back in that cursed cave, the way he wanted to keep the moment he had with you in his memories, he does the same thing as he rocks his hips against you, taking you over to the peak of pleasure.

Soon, his forceful strokes trigger the familiar strain of your orgasm. He seems to feel you holding back, both of you wishing that you could let this continue just a bit longer. But the pleasure is too much, and he is close to falling over the edge as well to stop it.

Reaching down, he touches your clit, pressing hard between his rapid thrusts and groans, “Come for me, beautiful. Let me see you fall apart for me.”

With a cry, you allow yourself to fall into a spiral of pleasure, engulfed in the delectable waves of your release. Your body squeezes around his cock, and the pleasure unwinds, ripples going through your body in waves of pure ecstasy.

Thrusting deeply, Taehyung throws his head back, his eyes closed and his jaw tense as he joins you in his own release. The magnificent sight of him losing himself in passion immediately drives you right back to the edge again. And you are too spent to prevent it from happening. The strain from the intense lovemaking, done right here in the open space where the ocean breeze continues hitting your skin—now dampened with slickness and sweat—is beginning to wash over you. It has been so long since you ever felt this kind of pleasure, not since that night in the cave, not since him.

Taehyung remains inside you for a moment longer. Giving you slow, gentle strokes as he helps you come down from your high. And then he slowly pulls out, bringing the drops of his release and yours in his exit.

With a small smile, he crawls back down, carefully cleaning your center with his mouth and tongue. Once again, the ripples of pleasure rise from within. It feels subtle, barely a spasm, and ends just as he finishes cleaning you up.

“I’m officially addicted to your taste, beautiful,” he whispers against your lips when he returns to your side, taking you in his arms so you can rest for a while.

“Hmm, I think I’m officially addicted to everything about you. Knowing you, it seems like I’m risking my entire being to be with you,” you sleepily admit as you melt into his embrace with contentment. You smile when you feel his chest vibrating with his deep chuckle.

“Do you regret it? Meeting me?”

“Not a chance,” you quickly say to him. Especially not when you have earned something good from meeting him. And it’s not about the carnal pleasure he gives you.

As if she knows that you are thinking about her, the sound of your baby’s cry echoes through the night, calling for you.

The hitch in his breath is palpable, and you wonder what is going through his head right now at the sound of your child’s cry. His child. “May I see her next time?” he gently murmurs, closing his eyes as if he is listening to the sound of a singing tune.

“You may. She is yours, after all.” Biting your lips, you cup his cheek with your palm and turn his face towards you. His eyes are filled with the same longing you first saw when he came up from the water, and you immediately understand.

“You were here when she was born, weren’t you?” you ask him, “I felt you.”

You did. The night your baby was born, you felt intense fear washing over you. Yet for some reason, you can almost hear him, serenading a tune from the open sea until you found your courage, and the sense of calmness came over you until she was born into the world.

With an amused smile on his face, Taehyung nods. “I came at her call. She was singing for me right before she came into the world.”

Your eyes grow wide. “She…sang?”

Again, he nods. “But I heard nothing,” you murmur with a wonder.

His gaze softens as he recalls that night. “She needed me. She wanted to let me know that she was arriving,” he says, telling you a tale of your child’s birth from his point of view. “It was your magic that saved me, freed me from the curse which bound me to the cave, but it was her magic that gave me the power to find you both across the sea.”

Tears form in your eyes as you picture him finding the strength to swim across the ocean just to find you, all because of the baby’s magic pulling him all the way here.

As if he knows what you are thinking, Taehyung brushes his thumb across your cheek, wiping a stray tear away. “But I had no way of approaching you. It would have been too dangerous for me to make haste and come too close to humans.”

Nodding, you understand. Surely, it would have been hard to explain to the people of the tribe about his sudden appearance when there was no sight of a boat coming after Namjoon had left. The people of Parram Island are highly superstitious. Just like the elders from your tribe, they believe in curses and the evil side of sea monsters, and would have condemned Taehyung for crossing over the shoreline and stepping foot into their land knowing what he was.

“Do you still fear humans?”

A wry smile comes to his face. “Only some. Not all.” He sighs. “Not after I met the most beautiful star hidden among them.” He gives you a warm smile and your heart stutters. “But I still fear for what they would become once they find out how our child was conceived, and whose blood she was born from.”

Your breath hitches. “I never thought of that—”

He tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear and then takes your hand to kiss the back of it. “One day, when it’s time for us to be together, she will sing for you to help you find your way to find me, or to let you know when it’s time for me to come back to you.”

You find it hard to understand what he means, until it slowly dawns on you—

“You’re leaving.”

He presses his lips, hating the crack in your voice. “I must. If we want to be together, and if we want to keep our child safe, then I must find the source of the curse.”

Slowly, you push yourself up. “The curse?”

He grimly nods. “The same curse that has been hurting the sea and your home island, plaguing the rest of my kind, and the one that is threatening our daughter’s future like it did when it imprisoned me in that cave,” he slowly explains, before he launches into explaining why he had always resented humans. He tells you how many years and decades ago, a mortal from a deserted island came into the sea to poison it with their magic, hurting sea creatures and turning them into cursed sea monsters like himself, and how the same magic that the mortal used had been the true cause of your people’s suffering all this time.

“They’re all the same, cast by the same source, hidden somewhere in the wide sea,” he continues to explain, while you are having trouble letting all of this sink in.

Why had none of the elders known about this? If they had known about the presence of sea monsters, then why had they never talked about the dark spell which had been the true cause of them?

You are still reeling in the revelations—the true secret behind your people’s hardships and Taehyung’s curse—that you don’t fight him as he pulls you up from the rock bed where you have been lying on and helps you put on your nightdress again.

Once again, your baby’s cry echoes through the night. You can only wonder if her caretaker is having trouble calming her down or if she can somehow feel her father’s presence so close.

“Her voice is so beautiful,” Taehyung murmurs lovingly, closing his eyes as he savours the last moments of his daughter’s cries.

“She’s crying for her mother,” you bleakly reason with him, unable to find the right words—or any right at all—to stop him from going back into the sea. “I must go back.”

Opening his eyes, Taehyung leans down to press his lips on yours, stealing a kiss that lingers for a moment too long for someone who is ready to depart into the night. “I will return for you. For our child. For Raena.”

“How did you—” You pull back with a start. “How did you know her name?”

He smiles. “She told me. I told you, she would sing to me at night. She told me everything,” he says, his gaze softening with so much love it overwhelms you. “She shared her feelings about being born into the world, so close to the sea but too far away from her father. She always sings about her beautiful mother, who feels lonely at night yet still shows her so much love.”

He brushes your cheeks with his fingers and then presses his lips on your palm when you try to do the same. “She sang to me the day you gave her the name—Raena—so I would know what to call her when we finally meet. And I have always been singing to her since she came to the world, just like I have been singing for you since the day you left.”

Tears continue to form in your eyes as you look back on those nights when you kept hearing those humming tunes. His voice.

You remember the haunting tune you kept hearing during the nights spent in the sea to escape his cursed island. The serenading tune which broke your soul apart, to the point that there were moments that it had weakened you and nearly caused you to turn the boat’s sail back around just to return to his side again. It had gotten so bad at one point that Namjoon had to tie you against the side of the boat to stop you from trying to go back. Now, you imagine Taehyung singing in the cave all alone, serenading the tune of his heartbreak, calling your soul to return to him again.

And then there were the nights when the tune began to change. No longer filled with despair, the serenading sound you heard reverberating through the rough waves had been filled with hope and love, helping you to heal and find comfort even as you were still drifting away in the wide, open sea.

Had that been the moment when your baby was beginning to grow inside you? Was it during that time when Taehyung first felt his child’s presence in your belly?

You question him all of this, which draws a small, sorrowful smile to his face. “My soul shattered when you ran away, and the moment I felt our child’s presence inside you”—his hand drifts down, touching your stomach from over your nightdress—”all of my broken pieces were put together again. I kept growing stronger the more she grew.”

You cannot help it. Knowing that you have this invisible bind keeping you together even when you are apart breaks your heart and fills it with love at the same time. Rising on your toes, you wrap your arms around him and press your lips on his.

He returns your kiss gently. You can feel him bearing his heart and soul, just as bare as his skin, drawing your sense of longing to have a future together.

A future that seems bleak now as the dark forces hurting everything around you is still out there, somewhere.

A sob threatens to escape as he slowly lets you go. You swallow it down to beg him, “Don’t go.”

You keep your arms around him with the hope of keeping him from leaving. And yet, seeing the sight of his scales slowly appearing on his skin, you know that anything you say to make him stay would be futile.

“I’m not going anywhere far. I’ll return when Raena sings for me, or when you call me back home in time of need,” he promises with a smile, just as his eyes turn golden glow. “I’ll return once the curse has been defeated, or whenever I feel you and Raena needing me here.”

But we need you here now, the small voice in your head speaks.

“Tell me how to help,” you say to him, trying a different angle, only for him to shake his head.

“Just stay where you are and be safe. Keep our child safe.”

You open your mouth to say something—anything—to make him change his mind. Your heart is already breaking apart as you see him slowly stepping back. Back into the jagged rocks, back towards the water’s edge.

Until Mira’s voice is heard from the top of the nearest valley of rocks, calling you.

“________?” you hear her shout, and you quickly turn around to make sure that she isn’t near enough to see Taehyung. “Where are you? Raena needs you.”

Her words, mixed with Raena’s cries, make you restless. It drowns the sound of the splashing water coming from behind you.

Once you are sure that Mira is nowhere in sight, you turn back to Taehyung.

“Taehyung, I—”

You wish to share one final goodbye, yet he is no longer there. You are met with silence, with nothing else but the sounds of the crashing waves hitting the jagged rocks as your magnificent siren disappears into the dark sea.

The last thing you see is the sight of a tail, covered in viridescent scales that illuminate the moonlight, slinking into the rough sea as he sets off towards his new journey. A sorrowful tune of a song echoes through the night, as he serenades his goodbye and his promise to return.

For you.

For Raena.

#oh my stars #what a glorious piece of work #and for free ;_;#fic recs

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