#so far ok. its a high fantasy show for babies. So you know what you're in for

[milfbro]

I know that it's on me for watching a show for literal babies but what is the deal with the dragon prince. Literally who is this for.

[getitinbusan]

Y/N is a high end Escort that specializes in fulfilling her clients every need. Everyone has a fantasy, a fetish, an addiction, what’s yours? Masterlist

Chapter 9: Life goes on featuring Kim Taehyung

It was decision time, your finger hovered over the elevator panel, were you going up or down?  

If you went down, that was it, you weren't stopping. You'd walk straight to the Han River and throw your cell phone over the bridge then head to the airport and get on the first flight leaving. No matter where it was destined you'd start a new life and become a new person. 

Or… You could press up, march right up to Kim Taehyung's door and ask why he was so cruel, why he'd promise you happiness then yank it away from you.

But you knew why, he was a gentleman and even if he put you on the highest rooftop with the best view, gave you the fanciest champagne and loved you in the dark, once the dawn broke he was still waking up with a whore.

There was just one thing that didn't make sense, one thing that kept repeating in your brain, one little thing that forced your decision, reaching out you pressed the button. It was a last gamble, but once you were prepared to walk away, you had nothing left to lose.

The elevator came to its stop and you took your strides to the door sure of your path.

You only had to knock once  before he opened, he looked at you emotionless.

The confidence you'd approached with had seemingly retreated when you saw him. Your heart felt broken again but you managed to whisper "Tae why did you keep calling for me?"

It didn't register when you'd heard it this morning but it hit like a brick when you were about to press that elevator button. "Taehyung stopped calling a few weeks ago"

It didn't make sense that he'd walk away with no explanation and then keep calling to see you again. 

He sighed as a tear fell, "because I love you Y/N."

You wanted to piece this together but you needed him right now,  explanations could come later. 

"I know everything got screwed up somehow last time but I just want to make it right. Tae can you just hold me?" you pleaded with him.  

He didn't move, "I don't think being physical is going to fix this" he said as he closed his eyes.  

Reaching out you placed your hand on his chest "please…Tae… please… "as you began to cry he pulled you into his arms squeezing, tightly he anchored you to himself.

You could breathe again, he was still here, this could work.

He led you to the balcony, sitting across from you with his elbows on his knees holding his head he still looked upset.  "I didn't think I'd ever get to see you again," you started to explain. 

He Interrupted, "Why did you leave then? I was devastated when I came back and you were gone. I finally let myself open up again and you just walked away. This wasn't a game for me Y/N, why are you even here right now?" His words were harsh and angry.

"Tae, I don't understand?" you were sobbing uncontrollably,  "I woke up, you were gone… I checked… I looked for you." 

He walked over and knelt in front of you "You didn't find my note?" 

You shook your head no, "I just thought that you regretted what happened, that it was easier to walk away then to tell me… "

He took a deep breath "what did you think I was going to tell you? Look at me" he lifted your chin.

"That I didn't belong here, that it was all a mistake." 

He kissed the tears on your cheeks "No… no… Y/N, baby I'm so sorry that you would feel that way.  I left a note, I went for a run and to get us breakfast. I didn't think... fuck, I shouldn't have left, oh my god...I'm so sorry."

He stood and pulled you up into his arms,  kissing the top of your head and rocking you to a music-less slow dance.

It was getting late, the sun had long gone down and the heavy burden of emotions had drained you both. Taking your hand he led you to his bedroom.  Standing face to face you undid each other's clothes and let your hands explore each other softly, touching and kissing but nothing more. It was intimate, honest, safe.

You'd fallen asleep with your head on his chest, his heartbeat reassuring you of his presence. When you woke up he was right there, already awake and still holding you. 

Packed with a few of your personal things the car pulled up to Tae's Canal Walk Condo. Incheon wasn't that far from Seoul but it was far enough to start fresh.

You looked at Tae as the car stopped in the front driveway and he smiled. Grabbing your hand he helped you out, "Are you ready to start over?"

You were in awe as you pushed the heavy front door open, Teahyung's extensive wealth was on full display. The beautiful furniture and floral arrangements accented the art lined walls, "Is this a Basquiat?"

He wrapped his arms around you from behind, "It's called Eroica, it's about the hope of the human condition." He tugged your hand, "let me show you the rest of the house." 

The kitchen, living room, study and bathrooms were all opulent, but the bedroom was fit for a king.

"Tae, this bed is huge! Are you sure it's just for us?" You raised your brow winking at him playfully.

"I hope not," his honey voice dripped off his lips. 

A bit taken aback, you undid a few of the buttons on his dress shirt. "Kim Taehyung are you telling me you're more than one flavor?"

You were laying kisses down his neck when he laughed, "what does that even mean?"

You looked at him coyly, "Well, I mean there's nothing wrong with it, but... every time...it's been... pretty vanilla." 

"Vanilla?" He brought his hand to his chest playing hurt, "I'm just trying to learn what you like" 

You untucked his shirt from his pants, "Haven't you observed enough of my behavior to know that by now?"

"I know you do what you're told because you get paid to do it, that doesn't mean that's what you like."

"I like to please people Tae, I guess I get off on getting people off?" Your hands moved under his shirt, "So….What's going to get you off?" 

He walked to the large armoire in the corner and pulled the doors back to reveal a plethora of ropes, and toys.

"It's been a long time since this cabinet's been open." He ran his hand down a hanging length of smooth red rope.

Walking behind him you snuck your hand around his waist and whispered in his ear, "Do you want to tie me up?" Licking up his neck and blowing over it you felt his body tremble.

Stepping away you slid the straps of your dress off your shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Removing your bra and panties you stood, bare and vulnerable before him, "Make me a piece of your art."

He smiled and his eyes went dark as he took the rope off its hook. 

"Have you done Shibari before?" 

You shook your head no, "can you teach me, I'd love to learn." 

He pressed his lips to yours, tongue seeking entrance before he explained, "You'll be my canvas, but instead of using paint...I'll use the rope. That's Shibari, the art of rope tying."

"I'll tie the knots to stimulate your pressure points." His hands moved over you as he spoke. "Your breasts" he traced your nipple, "your genitals," he dipped his finger between your legs, "and other...erogenous zones" He raked his fingernails down your sides. "Kinbaku is the sexual pleasure you derive from it."

He looped the rope around your waist and towed you closer. "If you trust me and let me take control this can be very pleasurable for both of us. Do you...trust me?"

His deep voice was calming and sensual, you were excited to surrender to him. "Yes"

He took his shirt off and pulled you into his strong embrace. Skin on skin you could feel his elevated heartbeat against your chest as he kissed you softly. 

"You're so beautiful doing this for me" He began wrapping the ropes around you. "This is a Hishi harness, " he created diamond shaped patterns around your breasts, over your hips and around your thighs. "How does it feel, are you ok?" 

You nodded, something about the situation was extremely reverent and you didn't want to break it by speaking.

I need you to lay on the bed, I'm going to restrict your movement now." 

Laying back he slid your leg so your knee was bent. This is a Spiral Futomomo, I'm going to wrap your ankle to your thigh."

He kissed up your inner thigh as he tied the knots securing you into position. "Still okay?"

When he was finished with your other leg he stopped and ran his hands over his work. "You look so beautiful like this."

His finger moved to your core, playing in your arousal, "You're so wet."

He kissed your clit as his finger pushed into you, your muscles tensed in their binding. Instinctively your hand moved to his hair, pulling it away he tsk'd you, "No hands my love."

Taking another piece of smooth purple cord he continued. 

"This is the Servers hand catch. If it's too much I need you to tell me immediately."

Inserting your fingers into his mouth he sucked as he wound the rope around them. Continuing under your arm and around your wrist he tightened along the way to pulling your palms back.

He looked at you, helpless to move under him, his eyes filled with fire as you smiled sweetly.

Standing to remove his pants his cock sprang out with vigor, he walked back  over to the cabinet and grabbed a Hitachi wand.

"I think we should make our safe word Vanilla," he teased you, flicking the power on.

The machine's head vibrated wildly in his hand as he pressed it to your clit. It was a lot at once and you immediately began squirming as it tickled your pink button. His other hand moved between his legs, grasping his cock, he stroked himself slowly as he watched you coming undone.

Still not using your voice you tried to contain your high pitched squeals as you came hard over the magic wand. He pulled it away, "Still good?"

Eyes closed, you shook with orgasm aftershocks that came in waves. "More?" You nodded. 

Opening a drawer he pulled out a tailed flogger. The rope had several long strands with frayed knots tied onto the ends. "I'm not going to hurt you, I just want you to feel the rope."

He repeatedly flicked it over your body, little snapping stings and then a slow drag over your skin. The knots, tapping your nipples built your arousal as the sensation of restriction played games with your mind.

Your ingrained instinct to struggle had dissipated with your orgasm, this act of total submission was a new experience. He smiled down at you realizing you were hitting subspace. While he was pleased, he also knew you were somewhere you'd never been before and he'd need to be extra careful.

Moving over your body he stopped at your breasts, the ropes tightly around them made them stand pert. Alternating between pinching and sucking your breath grew heavy and the floating feeling of hyperventilation washed over your brain.

Standing up he pulled you to the edge of the bed. Legs locked into position, he took  another stroke of his cock and lined it up with your center.

A long drawn out moan escaped him as he pushed into your soft swollen cunt. As many times as you'd been with him the stretch always surprised you.

After giving you a moment to adjust he tugged the rope around your thighs. Using the knots for leverage he gripped them as he pumped hard into your sopping pussy.

The overwhelming sensation had tears leaking from your eyes, you'd never imagined that when allowed, someone could give you this much pleasure. 

You watched his face, the beautiful sight of Taehyung finally getting to participate in his own sexual desires again had you clenching around him. Finally breaking your silence you cried out his name as he hit his own peak and shot his cum deep inside you. 

Quickly undoing the knots he massaged your skin placing kisses all over your body.

Laying beside each other he held you tightly, "So what flavor would you call that?" You yawned in a content exhaustion, "Definitely Devil's Chocolate."

The next morning on a mission you made your way down to the flower lined canal.

Leaning over the barrier about to let your old  phone slip into the water, a deep smooth voice came up behind you.

"Do you know how mortifying it is getting a cock cage cut off in the hospital?"

Turning to him you bit your lip as your heart raced, "I'm so sorry...but you must be mistaking me for someone else." 

He smiled, "Well then, I guess you should disregard that whole embarrassing cock cage thing I just said."

He started to walk away but turned back, "Looking at you now, it's clear I was mistaken, you look much happier than the person I knew."

You blushed while trying to conceal your smile, "You were always my favorite Yoongi." 

He grinned and waved as he made his way up the shady path. 

Looking at your phone and taking one last glance in his direction you nestled it back into your pocket.