Capítulo 27: twenty six
You stepped thru the door to see Tae's boxers on the floor, the shower door closed part way, his blurry figure visible thru it. You sucked your bottom lip between your teeth, and slowly removed your clothes, knowing there was no reason to rush, and wanting to enjoy everything about this experience.
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You stepped into the shower, sliding the door closed behind you. You saw Taehyung stiffen slightly, as he realized that you had joined him. He didn't turn, but instead continued to wet his hair.
You took the opportunity to look at him, trying to control your breathing as you gazed at his shoulders, seeing the muscles tense in his back as he ran his hands thru his hair.
His waist was slim, his hips only slightly wider. His ass was nicely rounded, and you suddenly had an urge to bite it. You bit your lip instead.
Your hands came up, your fingers lightly touching his back. He froze, holding the breath he'd just drawn in. You slid your fingers up to his shoulders, as his hands pulled out of his hair, his arms slowly falling to his sides. He backed up a step, his head falling back, the water from the shower hitting his chest.
You gently zigzagged your fingers down his back, feeling him shiver despite the hot water cascading over him. When you reached his waist, you slid your hands to his sides, and urged him to turn.
He did, facing you, his eyes meeting yours, his pupils larger than normal. "God Y/n, what are you doing to me?" He murmured.
You reached up, your fingers touching his cheek, your thumb sliding across his lips. "Loving you..." You whispered, remembering those exact words leaving his lips not long ago. Only this time, maybe it meant something more. Your hand moved to his neck, then slowly slid down his chest, not quite keeping up with the water trickling down, water that kept going, even when your hand stopped.
You reached for the bottle of shampoo, squirting some into your hand. "Close your eyes." He did, and you looked at the face that you adored, marveling at how beautiful he was, as you touched your palms together to spread the shampoo. You raised your arms, your hands moving into his hair, as you started to massage the shampoo in, your fingers gently kneading his scalp.
He moaned a little, and you saw his adams apple move up and down. You were well aware of the fact that he had probably never showered with a girl before. You couldn't know for sure, but his actions said as much. You wanted to make this an experience neither of you would soon forget, whether or not it was a first for him. It was for you.
Once you had his hair all soaped up, you reached behind him to rinse your hands. The action caused your breasts to brush against his chest, and his eyes popped opened, instantly meeting yours, because you still hadn't looked away from his face. His hands came up to your waist, and he pulled you against him, your wet bodies sliding together perfectly.
His lips met yours, and you shared a heated kiss, before you were pulling away, reaching for your shower pouf and the body wash. His gaze was fiery as he saw what you were doing, and he watched you squirt the body wash onto the pouf, and squeeze it to make bubbles.
"Turn around" you instructed. He took a breath, slowly turning so his back was to you again. You started at his shoulders, scrubbing the pouf from one shoulder to the other, and eagerly working your way down, going slowly, but not to slowly. You reached his lower back, and watched as the bubbles slid down, over the curve of his ass. You squatted, placing one hand on his hip to steady yourself, as you rubbed the soapy pouf in your other hand down over one cheek, down his leg to his ankle, and back up the other leg. You reached his thigh, your hand slipping between his legs, and then traveling up along the crack of his perfect ass. You took your task seriously, not wanting to miss any spots at all.
You smiled to yourself when you noticed his hands had reached up to rest on the wall, and you could tell that he was breathing hard. Before you brought the pouf down the other cheek, you leaned in just enough to press your lips to it, and unable to stop yourself, you gave in to your earlier urge to bite it, your teeth gently nibbling on the smooth skin.
"Fuck..." he growled out, turning to face you, causing you to drop the shower pouf. He looked down at you, his chest rising and falling heavily, only you weren't looking up. You were focused on what was directly in front of you. Which just so happened to be his dick, standing tall and proud. Your eyes lit up, and without any hesitation whatsoever, you reached for it, closing your fingers around the shaft, and bringing the tip to your lips, kissing it, your tongue sliding along the slit.
He moaned, his hands finding your head, his fingers tangling in your hair. You opened your lips, and slid your mouth down his length, taking as much of him in as you could.
"Ahhh, fuck, fuck, fuck..." His head fell back, the water landing just right to start the process of rinsing the shampoo out of his hair, even though that wasn't the intent. You didn't care, you were focused on the task at hand, which was pleasing him to the best of your ability. You tightened your mouth around him, drawing your lips back to the end, only to take him in again. You repeated this a few more times, before you realized that he was now doing the work. He held your hair tightly in his grip, holding your head as he thrust into your mouth. You liked it, having figured out how to ignore your gag reflex, and feeling good at being able to take as much of him into your mouth as you were.
You had been holding his hips, mostly to steady yourself, but with the hold he had on your hair, you realized you could let go with one hand. That hand came to rest on his inner thigh, slowly moving up, until you felt the heaviness of his balls against it. You turned your hand, gently cupping them, rubbing your finger along the seam between them.
His movements slowed, then stopped, his legs shaking as he hissed your name, and you felt him pulse inside your mouth, his warm juices being pumped down your throat, coating it. His fingers loosened from your hair, and no sooner had he pulled them free of the damp tangles, pulling himself out of your mouth with a pop, then you felt his hands under your arms, as he lifted you up, all the way up. Your arms went around his neck, your legs instinctually going around him, and before you could even think about what was happening, he buried himself inside you, backing you up against the wall.
You gasped, the wall cold against your back, but you quickly forgot about it as he held your hips, thrusting into you with intensity. You barely had time to slide your fingers into his hair before your head fell back, your body arching, your walls clenching around his still hard dick as you came in waves of pleasure, your legs tightening around him as you held yourself close, stilling his movements. Your breathing was ragged, and you moaned as his mouth closed over an erect nipple, sucking it into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it before releasing it, and moving to the other one.
"Oh God...T...Tae...I..." He started to move again, your legs loosening a bit, his hips pumping slowly this time, his mouth moving to yours, kissing you with an urgency you hadn't experienced before. His teeth nibbled your lips, sucking them into his mouth, then he was devouring you, claiming you as he pulled your tongue into his mouth, sucking on it greedily.
Within a minutes time, he was thrusting into you faster, and you knew by the look on his face that he was close. You tightened your walls around him, feeling yourself getting close again, but wanting him to be satisfied first. His fingers dug into your flesh as he pulled your hips close, his head going back, his hips making small jerky movements as he came, pumping into you. You came right after, your arms pulling you closer, your lips going to his neck, kissing his wet skin.
You both came down from your highs, your breathing evening out, heart rate slowing. Your head was buried in his neck, your arms still holding on. He held you to him, letting the wall help hold you up as he was exhausted. He barely had the strength to pull out of you, but he managed, and you loosened your legs, letting them slide down his, finally finding the bottom of the tub. You didn't let go of him yet, not sure if you could stand on your own, so the two of you stood there, holding each other.
After a minute, he took a step back, bringing you with him, then taking another, until you were both standing under the spray of the shower. The warm water felt good, and you just stood there for a minute. He finally released you, and reached for the shampoo. You simply watched as he squirted it in his hand, and then he gently washed your hair. It was without a doubt the most relaxing thing you'd ever experienced. After he'd finished soaping up your hair, he found the shower pouf, and applied body wash, then proceeded to wash every inch of your body, looking at you with such love and devotion, you thought you might cry.
He took the handheld sprayer, and rinsed the soap off you, being careful with your hair, so he didn't get any in your eyes. When your were rinsed clean, he opened the door, and held your hand as you stepped out, grabbing a towel from the bar and wrapping it around you.
"Don't move. I'll be out in a minute." He closed the door, and you could tell that he was washing himself, since you hadn't gotten to finish. He rinsed off, and within two minutes, he was stepping out, and wrapping the other towel around his waist. He grabbed a smaller one, and gently scrubbed your hair so it wasn't dripping, then did the same to his. After hanging it back over the bar, he unwrapped you, and dried you off, rubbing you warm with the fluffy towel. He tucked it around you again, and kissed you sweetly.
"You should go get dressed. I'll be out In a few minutes, okay?" You nodded, smiling at him. You didn't want to leave him though, and you had to force yourself to look away and open the door, stepping into the bedroom. You closed the door behind you, and drew in a breath. What in the name of heaven was happening? If this was how it felt to be in love, and be loved, you didn't ever want it to end.
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