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TAEHYUNG'S POV
"Let's start with your first lesson, hmm?" His voice was low, almost a whisper, as his thumb traced along my lower lip.
The pad of his thumb gently parted my lips, sliding over my teeth, his eyes darkening with every breath I took.
"Suck." His command was firm, eyes locked onto mine.
I hesitated for a moment, but the heat in his gaze left no room for refusal.
My lips wrapped around his thumb, pulling him deeper into my mouth.
He pushed further, his thumb brushing against my tongue, and I could feel the tension simmering between us.
I inhaled shakily, my tongue swirling around his thumb, feeling his pulse quicken against it.
The air was thick with something forbidden, something dangerously intoxicating.
Neither of us looked away, the intensity of his stare was stripping me bare, more than any touch could.
"Good... just like that," he murmured, withdrawing his thumb slowly, only to bring his index finger to the corner of my lips, wiping away the wetness that had gathered there.
His eyes bore into mine, and for a moment, I felt completely exposed under his gaze.
"Suck on my fingers now." His voice was darker, rougher, as he parted my lips once more, slipping two fingers into my mouth.
They were long, demanding, and as they slid across my tongue, I couldn't help but shiver.
It felt filthy, but god, it was intoxicating.
"Suck," he repeated, his tone low and commanding. I obeyed, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked, his fingers moving in and out of my mouth, almost like I was savoring a forbidden treat.
His eyes never left my face, watching every reaction, every gasp I made.
He suddenly shoved his fingers deeper, almost making me gag.
I choked slightly, my eyes watering, but he didn't pull away.
Instead, he leaned in closer, our naked chests brushing against each other, the heat from his skin searing into mine.
"Suck harder, like a good boy," he growled, his lips brushing against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.
I could barely breathe, my body reacting to every command, every touch. His fingers were relentless, pushing deeper, making me feel things I couldn't even name.
Our breaths mingled, heavy and erratic, the sound of it filling the room as he pulled his fingers out, leaving me panting.
The raw hunger in his eyes told me this was just the beginning, and my heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come next.
I sucked on his long, demanding fingers, feeling them slide deeper into my mouth.
He didn't hold back, shoving them in and out with a relentless rhythm.
My throat constricted, gagging repeatedly, but he never paused.
His fingers were merciless, pushing me to the edge, and yet, I could feel my arousal building again.
My hardened buds brushed against his fingers, every friction igniting sparks of pleasure, leaving me craving more.
With a slick pop, he withdrew his fingers, glistening with my saliva.
My lips were wet, a thin line of spit clinging to the corner of my mouth-it felt dirty, filthy, but so damn good.
Before I could catch my breath, he leaned down, capturing my lips in a searing, heated kiss.
I moaned into his mouth, helplessly surrendering as he devoured me, claiming every gasp, every moan I made.
Breaking the kiss, he yanked the quilt away, exposing my lower half completely.
His eyes were dark, filled with something primal as they roamed over my naked body, making me squirm under his gaze.
"That's how you're going to suck my cock, hmm?" His voice was a deep, seductive whisper that sent shivers down my spine.
My eyes widened in shock, my breath catching in my throat.
"Won't you, Bear?" he pressed, his head down on the crock of my neck , biting down hard enough to draw a loud, uncontrollable moan from me.
"Hmm?" He parted my legs further, but instinctively, I tried to close them.
A sharp slap on my ass made me jolt, forcing my legs open again.
"Yes... yes..." I panted, my voice barely a whisper.
"That's my good boy," he purred, placing a soft kiss on my neck , sending another wave of heat coursing through me.
I was panting, overwhelmed by the mix of shame and arousal.
This was so wrong, but the pleasure was undeniable.
The thought of sucking him... tasting him like he did to me... it was enough to make my head spin.
I swallowed hard, my mouth going dry at the thought.
"What's my bear thinking about?" he asked, pulling away from my neck , his eyes boring into mine as if he could see every filthy thought running through my mind.
"I... I wasn't..." I shook my head, trying to catch my breath, my words lost in the haze of lust clouding my brain.
A smirk curled on his lips. He settled back against the headboard, pulling me by my waist with an effortless strength, positioning me between his legs.
The heat of him pressed against my lower back, his cock heavy and hot.
He spread his legs wide, forcing mine to mirror him, leaving me completely exposed, completely at his mercy.
I could feel him, hard and throbbing against me.
My body was trembling, anticipation mixed with nervousness, but the way he held me left no room for escape.
I was his to command, his to devour, and the realization sent another wave of heat pooling between my thighs.
"You're going to be a good boy for me, aren't you, Bear?" His voice was low, dripping with promise, as his hands trailed down my sides, gripping me firmly, ready to teach me exactly how he wanted to be pleased.
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He spread my legs even wider, letting the cold air kiss my wet, exposed skin.
My head fell back against his chest, and he trailed hot kisses along my neck, sending shivers through me.
"Spread your legs for me, baby," he whispered, sucking on my earlobe.
I obeyed, parting them wider.
His hand traced a slow path down my thighs until it reached my cunt.
His fingers glided over my cunt, teasingly tracing the wet heat between my legs.
"Let me teach you some terms now," he growled into my ear, his voice thick with desire.
"Fuck, Bear, you're already soaking wet." He dragged his finger along my slit, making me whimper at the contact.
"Whenever you want me to eat you, what will you say?" he asked, his teeth grazing my neck before biting down hard enough to make me gasp.
"Ahnnn...!" I cried out, nearly jumping as he slapped my pussy, a sharp sting making my body jolt. But he held me tighter, pressing me back against his solid frame.
"Say it," he demanded, rubbing circles over my clit, relentless in his teasing.
"Please... please eat my pu-ussy~," I whimpered, desperation lacing my voice as I trembled under his touch.
"Good boy," he murmured with a satisfied smirk. Reaching over, he grabbed a bottle and squeezed out a slick liquid, coating his fingers.
The coldness made me shiver as he spread it over my entrance.
His fingers lined up with my hole, and with his other hand, he stroked my clit, rubbing it faster, building me up.
"Anhnghhh..." I moaned as his fingers moved with expert precision.
But just as I was on the edge, he stopped, leaving me panting and needy.
An annoyed whimper escaped my lips.
"I see my baby Bear is so needy, hmm?" he teased, his hot breath fanning my neck.
I could only nod, too lost in the haze of arousal.
A sudden slap to my pussy made me cry out, the pain sharp and intense.
"Ungh, please... it hurts," I whimpered, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes.
"I told you, baby, I need to hear words from your pretty mouth," he said, his tone commanding yet soft.
"Yes... yes, I'm needy... your Bear is so needy... please, I want more," I begged, desperation dripping from every word.
"That's what I like to hear," he purred.
"Let's finger you properly, then." His fingers circled my entrance, teasing the sensitive rim before slowly, slowly sliding inside.
First one, then a second finger stretched me open, filling me with a delicious pressure. His other hand quickened its pace, rubbing hard circles on my swollen clit, sending jolts of pleasure through my trembling body.
"Ahnnn..." I moaned, my back arching off his chest, body lifting, but he kept me pinned with his strong grip, pulling me back down.
"Stay still, Bear," he growled, teeth sinking into my jaw, marking me.
"What's happening now?" he taunted, sucking bruises into my neck.
"You... you're... fucking me... with your fingers," I panted, barely able to form words as he drove me closer to the edge.
"Fuck, my good boy is a quick learner," he smirked, tilting my face towards his and capturing my lips in a deep, hungry kiss.
I moaned into his mouth, our tongues tangling as his fingers pumped in and out of me, faster, harder.
My hands flew to his wrists, trying to slow him down, but he was relentless, driving his fingers into me while his thumb rubbed merciless circles over my clit.
My moans turned into high-pitched whimpers as he hit that perfect spot inside me, my whole body quivering.
"Are you going to squirt, Bear ??" he whispered against my lips, his breath hot, his words the final push I needed.
And just like that, I shattered, crying out as the intense waves of pleasure tore through me.
I clung to him, my body convulsing, and he kept working me through it until I was nothing but a trembling mess in his arms.
He pulled away from the kiss, and I collapsed against his chest, completely spent, my breath coming in ragged gasps.
"Good boy," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to my temple, letting me bask in the afterglow while still holding me tight, as if I were his prized possession.
My lips parted, breaths coming in ragged gasps. I instinctively tried to close my legs, but his stern voice stopped me in my tracks.
"Don't, baby," he commanded, his tone firm and unyielding. I nodded, biting my lips hard, feeling the delicious burn as his hand moved faster between my thighs.
The familiar heat began to coil deep in my core, winding tighter and tighter.
I was on the brink again, ready to explode.
My back arched, mouth falling open, desperate for release... But just as I was about to let go, he pulled his hands away from my soaked cunt.
A frustrated whine slipped from my lips. I was throbbing, aching, my body begging for relief.
I shot him a look that screamed Are you serious?!
He only smirked, eyes glinting with dark amusement.
"Not yet, Bear. Wait for the real fun."
I let out an annoyed huff, feeling the desperate ache of unfulfilled desire.
"Say it," he demanded, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down my spine.
"Say, 'suck my nipples.'"
My eyes fluttered open, still dazed and desperate.
There was no way I could refuse him now, not when my body was craving more.
Turning my face toward him, I managed to whisper,
"Suck my nipples, please~~"
His eyes darkened instantly, turning almost black with lust.
The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down my spine, making me feel even more exposed.
In a flash, I found myself pinned beneath him.
His lips were on my chest, his weight pressing me down, supported on his elbows.
"That's enough begging for now, hmm?" he teased, his lips wrapping around my hardened bud, sucking just enough to make me squirm beneath him.
His hand trailed lower, fingers dipping between my cheeks to tease my hole.
He grunted, clearly enjoying how wet I had become.
With a swift motion, he spread my legs wide, my feet flat on the bed, leaving me completely exposed and vulnerable beneath him.
Settling between my thighs, he pushed his boxers down, and I gasped as his length sprang free.
"Oh my God..." I whispered, eyes widening at the sheer size of him.
A wicked smirk spread across his face.
"It won't fit... no, no, no..." I stammered, shaking my head as panic and desire warred within me.
"Oh, it will," he assured with a dark chuckle. "Seeing you so wet, I know it will."
I licked my lips nervously, my gaze fixated on his thick, throbbing cock.
It was huge, intimidating, and I couldn't help but wonder how I was supposed to take all of him.
"Don't stare, Bear," he warned, his voice dripping with sinful intent.
"I want to fuck that pretty mouth of yours, but for now, let's focus on this, hmm?" Though it sounded like a question, I knew it was anything but.
How was I supposed to take him in my mouth?
The thought alone made my pussy throb harder, more wetness leaking from my core.
I moaned softly, pulled from my wild thoughts when the tip of his cock traced my swollen folds, teasing me mercilessly.
He tore open a condom with his teeth, the wrapper flying to the floor as he tossed it aside.
Grabbing the lube bottle, he squirted a generous amount onto his hand, slicking it over his thick length until it glistened.
"Ahnk... ahnn..." I moaned as he pressed the tip against my entrance, rubbing slow circles that drove me wild.
I bit down on my lower lip, my head falling back against the pillows, back arching, body trembling with need.
The cool air hit my exposed skin, contrasting with the heat pooling between us.
The room was heavy with tension, filled with nothing but the sound of our harsh breaths.
"Bear, you're looking so fucking hot and sexy," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
His hands traced the sharp lines of my abs before wrapping around my cock, making me gasp.
He rubbed it slowly, teasing me, drawing out soft moans from my lips.
"Do you want me to continue?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
I was about to lose my virginity to him.
Was I really ready for this?
The thought sent a rush of nerves through me, but if this was what it took to make him mine, then yes, I was ready.
I took a shaky breath, my hands balling into fists.
"Will you still fuck around?" I asked, needing to know.
His expression softened, his hand coming up to gently caress my cheek.
"I've been yours from the moment you were in my arms that night," he said, eyes sincere.
My heart raced, chest rising and falling rapidly. Could it be true?
Was he really mine?
"What if we don't do this?" I asked, licking my lips anxiously, testing his commitment even though every fiber of my being was screaming for him not to stop.
He didn't hesitate, not even for a second to answer
"I would still want to be yours," he answered, his voice steady and sure.
A smile tugged at my lips, my chest swelling with something I hadn't expected to feel.
He was truly mine.
I nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.
He arched an eyebrow, his gaze intense.
"Yes, I want it... I need you," I confessed, panting as desire coursed through me.
His cock aligned with my entrance, and my eyes flew wide open.
"I'll try to be gentle at first," he promised, though the dark hunger in his voice told me it might not last long.
A shiver ran down my spine, anticipation flooding my senses.
I braced myself, knowing that whatever came next, I wanted it with him.
He leaned down to press a soft kiss on my lips, and I gasped as the tip of his cock slowly pushed inside me.
"Oh my god..." I breathed, my voice trembling as the stretch began.
"Ahhhhhhh!" I screamed, my voice tearing through the room as he slid deeper, breaking past my tight walls.
The burn was immediate, tears springing to my eyes.
"Fuck..." I whimpered, clutching the bedsheets, my knuckles turning white.
He kept pushing, inch by agonizing inch, until he was fully buried inside me.
"Jungkook, it hurts," I sobbed, my entire body shaking with the intensity of the pain.
He grunted, clearly fighting the urge to move. Instead, he leaned down, capturing my lips in a desperate kiss, trying to distract me from the pain.
I whimpered against his mouth, my whole body quivering. The aching was overwhelming, every nerve in my body on fire.
"Just bear with it a bit, baby. The pain will fade, I promise. It'll turn into pleasure soon," he whispered against my lips, pulling away just enough to look into my tear-filled eyes.
He held still for a moment, panting heavily, his muscles tensed with restraint.
I clung to his shoulders, my hands trembling as I tried to steady myself.
"You can hold onto me, baby," he murmured, pressing gentle kisses on my tear-streaked cheeks.
"It... it hurts so much," I managed to say between shaky breaths.
He let out a strained curse.
"Shhh, bear... I'm not even halfway in," he grunted, making my eyes snap open in disbelief.
"Jungkook... I don't think I can-" My protest was cut off by his lips crashing onto mine, muffling my scream as he slowly pushed deeper, stretching me even more.
I was wrong before, I realized. I hadn't known what it meant to be full until now, completely stuffed beyond anything I could have imagined.
My nails dug into his shoulders, but he didn't flinch, his focus entirely on me.
He bit down on his lip, clearly restraining himself and trying to be gentle.
Slowly, he started to move, dragging himself out only to push back in, and I cried out, the pain radiating through my lower body.
"It's... too much... please," I whimpered, but his thrusts became deeper, steadier, each one pulling a broken moan from my lips.
He sat back on his knees, grabbing my wrists to pin them above my head, leaving me completely exposed beneath him.
My back arched off the bed, a scream caught in my throat as he hit something deep inside that had me seeing stars.
Jungkook leaned down, his lips crashing against mine in a wild kiss, his thrusts relentless.
My tears didn't stop, but soon, neither did my moans.
Somewhere along the way, the pain morphed into something else-something dangerously close to pleasure.
I could feel my body betraying me, the heat pooling low in my belly, the need growing with each thrust.
"Ah... fuck, yes..." I moaned, finally giving into the rhythm he set, my cries turning into desperate, breathless gasps as the pleasure took over, consuming me whole.
"Annnhh... hmmm..." I shivered as he released my wrists, his hand wrapping firmly around my throat.
His other hand found my clit, rubbing it in quick, deliberate circles that sent jolts of pleasure through me.
His grip on my throat tightened, making me go still, and his relentless thrusts felt like they were splitting me apart.
"Ahnn... please... faster..." I begged, only for him to pull out completely, leaving me feeling empty and desperate.
I whined in frustration, and he smirked, his chest rising and falling heavily, loose strands of hair clinging to his sweaty forehead.
"Is my baby bear asking for it?" he panted, eyes dark with desire.
I nodded, unable to hide how much I needed him.
Without warning, he slammed back into me, the sudden force lifting me off the bed as I cried out in pain and pleasure.
His hand tightened around my throat, pulling me back down, and then he set a brutal pace, thrusting into me with an intensity that stole my breath.
My eyes rolled back, toes curling as he pounded into me.
The pleasure was so overwhelming it bordered to the edge
His grip on my throat kept me pinned, helpless beneath him, and I whimpered at the sheer power of his thrusts.
"This... this isn't worship,...my friend said that the man wo-rrrship their pa-partner ...." I cried, my voice barely a whisper as I moaned.
He growled low in his throat, leaning closer.
"I'm not a devotee to worship you, baby. I'm a devil who will torment you," he said, his voice a dark promise as he rammed into me even harder...
"Anhhh, no... ahnnnnn..." I moaned, my body trembling with the mixture of pain and pleasure.
It was too much, yet not enough. The edge between pleasure and pain blurred until I waslost in it, the tears that had once fallen replaced by moans of ecstasy.
"Bear," he grunted, his cock driving deeper, hitting something that sent shockwaves through me.
"Kookie... I... I ..." My words broke off into a scream as he found that spot again, thrusting into it mercilessly.
"Oh yes... ahnn there... yes, yes... yes..." I moaned, my back arching as he kept hitting that spot over and over.
Every thrust sent a new wave of pleasure crashing over me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
The wet, sloppy sound of his cock pounding into me filled the room, and I couldn't hold back any longer.
With a loud scream, I came, my body convulsing around him, milking his cock as the pleasure consumed me.
"Fuck, did my baby cum without even telling me?" he teased, clicking his tongue as he looked down at where we were joined.
I moaned loudly when his thrusts grew even more intense.
"Ahhh, just a few more minutes, baby," he grunted, his hips slamming into me with a relentless rhythm that made my toes curl.
My legs trembled uncontrollably beneath him, and he gripped my thighs tighter, driving himself deeper inside me.
Our moans and grunts filled the room, each sound pushing us closer to the edge.
My nails dug into his arms and back, leaving marks as I clung to him.
"Ahhh... too much..." I cried out, but with one final, powerful thrust, he came inside me, and I squirted around his cock
Even after, he continued to thrust slowly, coming down from his high, and my eyes shut tightly, overwhelmed by the lingering waves of pleasure.
He collapsed on top of me, and for a moment, I felt crushed under his weight.
But he shifted slightly, letting most of it rest beside me, and we both lay there, panting heavily.
It was good-intense,. My entire body trembled beneath him, every muscle sore, my eyes heavy with exhaustion.
His face nuzzled into the crook of my neck, and I felt his lips press softly against my skin.
He started to nibble, sucking gently at first, but then his teeth grazed me, licking and biting as if marking me, making designs all over my neck.
"Ahh, please... no... it hurts..." I whimpered, arching my neck when he bit down harder.
"I can't stop, baby... you're so soft," he murmured against my skin, pulling away only to suck harder, leaving bruises in his wake.
Finally, he pulled away, slipping out of bed.
I watched through half-lidded eyes as he removed the condom, tossing it into the dustbin at the corner of the room.
Maybe we were done? He walked over to his closet, and I blinked slowly, trying to sit up, but my back ached, and my whole body trembled with exhaustion.
I bit my lip to keep from making any sounds as I gingerly tried to get up.
"Ahhh..." I hissed, my legs shaking so badly that my lower half felt completely numb.
I thought I would collapse, but suddenly, Jungkook's arms wrapped around me from behind, holding me up.
"What the hell are you doing, Taehyung?" he asked worriedly, pulling me closer.
My feet rested on top of his as he pressed me against his chest, his hand gently stroking my hair.
I sobbed quietly against him.
"I can't walk... It's hurting..." I whispered, tears spilling onto his chest.
My arms wrapped weakly around his torso, and he said nothing, just kissed the top of my head gently, his fingers combing through my hair.
Without another word, he scooped me up in his arms, and I rested my head on his shoulder with a sigh.
He carried me into the bathroom, carefully setting me down in the bathtub.
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I winced loudly, almost jumping in his arms when the water made contact with my sore body.
"Relax, Bear," he murmured, his voice firm yet gentle as he tried to ease me into the water.
I resisted, my body tensing up as the warm water touched my sensitive skin, especially down there-it felt like it was burning me.
"Bear," he repeated sternly, his tone leaving no room for argument. Tears pooled in my eyes, and I loosened my grip on him, letting him lower me into the tub completely.
The water stung, a harsh reminder of everything we had just done, and I couldn't stop the tears that slipped down my cheeks.
He crouched beside the bathtub, his fingers gently gripping my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze.
My teary eyes locked with his, those usual intense eyes now softened as he looked at me.
"Don't focus on the pain, baby. Think about the pleasure," he whispered, wiping away my tears with his thumb.
His words were soothing, like a balm over my frayed nerves.
I sniffled, nodding slightly, trying to steady my breath.
He stood up, moving away from the tub, and walked into the shower stall across the room.
The door was translucent, dark purple light that gave me only a blurred vision of him.
He removed the towel, and I watched as he turned on the shower, the water cascading down his body.
Even through the misty glass, I could make out the lines of his muscular frame, the curve of his ass.
I couldn't help but stare, my breath hitching at the sight.
The memories of what we had just done replayed vividly in my mind, every thrust, every moan echoing in my ears.
I didn't realize how transfixed I was until I felt the burn between my legs slowly start to fade, replaced by a familiar throbbing.
Somehow, the pain was slipping away, replaced by a simmering heat.
His hands ran through his wet hair, droplets sliding down the hard planes of his body, the water streaming down his muscular back .
My lips parted, breaths coming out in soft, heavy pants.
I could feel my body reacting to him again, the ache transforming into a different kind of need.
Where did the pain go?
I shifted in the tub, my thighs rubbing together as I felt a wetness that had nothing to do with the water surrounding me.
My pulse quickened, a dull, insistent heat spreading through me.
Leaning my head back against the edge of the tub, I continued to watch him.
He squeezed some body wash into his hands, lathering it up before rubbing it over his chest, down his abs, and lower.
My mouth felt dry, and I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning out loud.
My body was already craving more, a needy ache building up once again.
Without thinking, my hand slowly drifted up to my nipps , squeezing my hardened bud.
My other hand slipped between my legs, fingers rubbing my swollen clit as I tried to stay silent.
The pleasure that had been denied earlier surged back, a quiet moan slipping past my lips.
My fingers moved faster, my eyes locked on his blurred figure behind the glass, imagining his hands on me instead.
My eyes felt heavy and drowsy as I blinked at him.
It felt so good, every sensation magnified.
"Uhmmm..." I moaned softly, my nipples brushing against my palms as I released in my own hands.
I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer.
I let my head rest comfortably against the back of the tub, which had a soft cushion, keeping me from slipping underwater.
My hands lazily caressed my stomach as sleep began to take over.
But then, when I blinked again, I found myself no longer in the water.
Confused, I realized I was on a bed.
His bed.
My eyes widened as I looked around, finding him lying on the other side with his back facing me.
Wait... wasn't I just in the bathtub?
"Koo..." I called out, my voice coming out hoarse.
He turned around instantly.
Wasn't he asleep?
"Wasn't i ...in the bathtub?" I asked, trying to piece it all together.
"Yeah, you were," he said with a smirk.
"Touching yourself and moaning in your half-sleep." His teasing tone made my cheeks flush with embarrassment.
I looked down to see I was now wearing his oversized shirt. So he changed my clothes too.
"Should I go back to my room?" I asked softly, feeling a bit shy.
He just shook his head.
I nodded, but no matter how much I tried, sleep just wouldn't come. Restless,
I swallowed nervously before asking,
"Can I... cuddle you?"
He raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"I don't like cuddling and all that," he said flatly, and I nodded in understanding.
I didn't want to force anything on him.
But then, I saw his hand resting beside him, and I couldn't resist.
Slowly, I shifted closer, gently taking his hand into mine.
"Can I hold your hand?" I asked, unsure of his reaction.
He glanced at me but then nodded.
I wrapped his hand around my face, holding it close as I hugged his arm.
It felt... comforting.
But then, out of nowhere, his arm moved, pulling me into his embrace.
I was rolled over, and suddenly, my face was pressed against his warm chest.
He softly kissed my forehead, his lips gentle and tender.
"For you, I can be a cuddling bear," he murmured, his hand gently stroking my hair.
A smile spread across my face as I tilted my head up to look at him.
Our eyes met, and before I knew it, I leaned in to peck his lips.
To my surprise, a flush of red crept up his cheeks.
I could see the color spreading to his ears and neck, turning him into a flustered mess.
"Are you blushing?" I teased, brushing my thumb against his heated cheek just like he often did to me.
He immediately shook his head, denying it.
"No, I'm not."
"Don't lie, big bunny," I giggled, but he only glared at me. I pouted, sighing dramatically, and buried my face back into his chest.
He wrapped his arms securely around my waist, his other hand softly caressing my hair.
In his embrace, I felt so safe, so loved.
And somewhere between his soothing touches and the warmth of his body, sleep finally consumed me.
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