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on the queen-size bed, her legs dangling off the edge as she watched Taehyung
get ready. He looked absolutely breathtaking dressed up for that evening. She
wanted nothing more than to run her fingers through his chocolate locks while
he buried his face in the crook of her neck and placed butterfly kisses.
“Do you have to go?” whined Y/N for
the umpteenth time as her hands tugged on his neatly tucked dress shirt messing
stop.” He hissed pushing her hands away, which earned him a whimper from the
girl. “Yes, I have to, my father couldn’t make it so I’ll be going on his
can’t I go? You usually take me to these kinds of things.”
I’m going to be busy networking all night and I won’t have any time for you
sweetheart.” He checked himself in the mirror as he buttoned up his suit jacket
before turning back to her and placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I don’t
know when I’ll be back so don’t stay up.” Once she heard the front door shut
close Y/N let out a frustrated scream and hit her fists against the soft bed.
she had been seeing less of him and it bothered her more than she was willing
to admit. Y/N was well aware that he was a CEO in training, his father would be
leaving him big shoes to fill, but that was no excuse for him to neglect her. She
knew he wasn’t doing it on purpose or at least she hoped he wasn’t, but the
girl believed that no matter what there should always be time for her. He had
always said she was his number one priority, so why wasn’t she being treated
and still no Kim Taehyung. Even though he had told her not to wait up she had
decided to do it anyway, after all she wasn’t all that tired.
She wasn’t sure if it was the lack of
sleep or attention that was fueling her unjustified jealousy which was causing
her thoughts to run wild. What if the event had already ended, but he had gone
home with someone else? Maybe that’s why he hadn’t taken her, because he didn’t
want her to get in the way and ruin his chances of hooking up with another
woman. No, she was being ridiculous, she refused to let the irrational thoughts
consume her. Then again, Taehyung was a handsome and wealthy individual that
any woman would be lucky to have. She saw the way other women would look at
him, like a piece of meat. They were probably all over him right now, just the
thought of another woman wrapped around his arms drove her insane. But Taehyung
would never replace her, would he?
The opening of the bedroom door
caught her attention. Her head immediately snapped to the doorway where Taehyung
stood, a small grin spread on her lips. “You’re home!” Y/N beamed throwing her
hands up in excitement.
“Sweetheart, what are you still
doing up? I told you not to wait up for me.”
“I know, but-“ her words were
interrupted by his harsh ones.
“But nothing, why don’t you ever
listen to me?”
“Why are you mad at me? I just
wanted to see you, I miss you.” the girl shot back, whispering the last three
“Couldn’t you just wait till
tomorrow?” he muttered loosening tie, does
he even know what he’s saying?
“Tomorrow? You’re gone before I wake
up and you come back when I’m already asleep… I rarely see you anymore.”
“I’ve been busy lately.” It was
that curt reply that pushed her over the edge causing her to snap.
“With what, huh? Or should I ask,
with who?” Y/N spat glaring up at the man, he couldn’t believe her words nor
“Excuse me? What are you trying to
“You know exactly what I’m trying
to say! Who is she?”
“Was I not enough?” she asked in a
wavering voice, her bottom lip trembling.
Taehyung immediately sprung forward
placing his hand on her cheek in a loving manner. “Baby girl…”
“Don’t touch me!” the girl snarled
slapping his hand away, everything she had bottled in the last couple of weeks
finally coming out. “I hate you!” Y/N screeched as trails of tears ran down her
pretty face. Taehyung felt as if he had been punched square in the face, she
had never used those three words on him before. He looked absolutely mortified,
she was crying and it was all his fault. It was when he heard her pained cries
that he could have sworn he felt his heart shatter.
“You don’t mean it.” He whispered
with his fists balled tightly to his sides.
“I do mean it, because you’re the
worst.” She sobbed spitefully wiping her face with the back of her hand. Taehyung
stood there frozen with his jaw clenched tightly as he processed everything she
had just told him. Where had he gone wrong?
“Baby girl, stop… Don’t cry.” He
cooed cupping her face, only this time she didn’t push him away. “Please don’t
cry, please. I swear there isn’t anyone else, there’s only you.” the brunette
murmured softly as he gently wiped her tears with his thumbs. “I’m sorry if
I’ve been neglecting you lately… It’s just I’ve been busy with the company, you
know there’s only three weeks left before I take over my dad’s position and I
jus- There’s no excuse, I’m sorry. Just know that I never meant to make you
feel this way.” He was hoping to calm her down, but instead the younger girl began
weeping harder. Her hands clutched onto his white dress shirt as she pressed
her face against his clothed chest.
“It gets lonely without you.” Y/N
whimpered into him, he wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her onto
his lap so she was straddling him. The two stayed like that for a while until she
had finally calmed down and that’s when she felt something hard pressed against
her ass. “Ta- Taehyung, ar- are you seriously hard right n- now?” her cheeks
were dusted bright pink and her bottom lip was caught between her teeth as she
gazed up at him.
he placed his large hands on her thin waist and leaned in so his lips were only
millimeters away from hers. “You looked so damn cute crying in nothing but my
oversized t-shirt and a pair of thigh high socks.”
the girl asked while cutely batting her lashes.
yes, baby girl.” he moaned pressing her down harder onto his member. “See what
you do to me?” Taehyung breathed into her ear before he started nibbling her
The girl squealed squirming around as he forcefully moved her hips back and
forth on his own. Y/N moaned feeling his cock twitch against her clothed
entrance, she needed more.
else, but you can do this to me baby.”
me?” Y/N asked meekly.
you.” he muttered thickly into her ear before making his way over to lock his
lips with hers. His luscious lips were soft and warm against her own, Y/N
gasped when his teeth sunk down into her lower lip and tugged at it in a
painful manner. His tongue found its way into her mouth, gliding over her own
pink muscle savoring the taste of spearmint. The girl shivered as his hands
roamed downwards under the shirt and to her bare ass kneading it.
a string a saliva connecting them by the lips as he pulled away, his lust
filled eyes looked down into her hooded ones, a smug smirk ingrained on his
lush lips. Y/N fell off his lap and back onto the bed when he abruptly got up
and off. Her big round eyes curiously followed him to the closet, what is he doing? A couple of seconds
later he walked out with an azalea pink box clad in an ivory silk ribbon.
you giving this to me now?” Y/N questioned, she didn’t understand why he’d
interrupted their intimate moment to hand her a gift
open it.” He urged tapping his foot impatiently.
sigh the girl looped her fingers around the ribbon and pulled it back causing
them to come undone. Taehyung looked at her anxiously, worried that she might
not like the present. A gasp filled his ears, upon opening the packet her eyes
were met with three items: a pair of black furry cat ears, a matching tail, and
a diamond encrusted pastel pink collar with a little platinum bell.
all of this?”
you mean? Do you not like it?”
course I like it, it’s all so pretty.” Y/N beamed with gleaming eyes.
it on.” Taehyung suggested, his voice held a hint of eagerness. The brunette
tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before placing the headband on her, he was
unable to hold back his grin. Seeing him look so happy fueled her to keep
going, her hand reached for the matching black tail, it had a cold metal base
from which it hung.
“How am I supposed to wear
this?” she whined jutting her bottom lip making Taehyung chuckle.
adorable!” sniggered Taehyung as he snatched it from her hand. “This.” He ran
his fingers over the metal. “Goes in your ass baby girl, it’s a butt plug.” he
wished he could have taken a picture of her pretty face right then and there,
it was priceless.
hurt?” she was frightened and that’s the last thing he wanted.
first, but don’t worry sweetheart, you know daddy would never intentionally
hurt you.” cooed Taehyung lovingly, Y/N hummed in agreement. “How about you
take this off?” he proposed tugging on the hem of the shirt, she did as she was
told. The oversized piece of clothing landed somewhere on the ground leaving
her petite frame exposed. His gaze wandered to her already hardened nipples,
which was probably due to them rubbing against the fabric that had been
covering them. “Now, ass up and face down.” In this position she wasn’t able to
see what he was doing, but she knew that he was rummaging through the
nightstand by the bed because she could hear him.
sure whether she was trembling because the room was drafty or because she was
scared. The bed dipped down as he got on and climbed on top of her. Y/N let out
a moan when she felt him press sloppy kisses along her back, which was now
arched. His fingers trailed down towards her ass, index lingering over her pink
puckering hole. The brunette reached over to the side where he had placed the
container of lube, squirting the substance on his index and on her entrance. She
gripped the bedsheets tightly as his finger penetrated her ass, he stayed
completely still trying to get her accustomed to the foreign feeling. It wasn’t
until he felt her press against his palm that he decided to move, the sound of
her voice filled his ears as he continued to pace himself. At this point it
didn’t hurt, but she wasn’t overwhelmed by pleasure either, it came as a shock
when she felt another finger infiltrate her tight hole. Breathy mewls left her
lips, he wiggled his fingers wanting to hear more, and the bulge in his pants
painfully throbbed at the scene before him. The fact that no one had ever
touched her there before made this all the more exhilarating, just knowing he
was stealing another piece of her innocence was more than enough to get him
an emptiness when he retracted both fingers, what is he up to? That question was answered when she felt a cold metal
tip press against her pulsing hole. The plug was coated in a generous amount of
lubricant, but even then it didn’t just slip in. She was panting, it wasn’t
that big but this was all new to her, this was a lot different than his
fingers. Once it was in she was clenching around the toy refusing to let go,
Taehyung was pleased with how real the tail looked hanging from her.
Reaching over he grabbed the diamond
encrusted pastel pink leather collar and placed it around her neck making sure
to buckle it properly. Taehyung flicked the little bell causing it to jingle
and him to giggle, it was worth every last penny.
“I’ve always wanted a kitten.”
Purred Taehyung leaning back to appreciate his baby girl, she was on her knees,
stocking clad thighs tightly pressed together and hands on her lap, the dark
furry headband blended into her dark locks making her look like she actually
had cat ears, her tail peaked from behind teasing him, and the collar was the
perfect final touch. “Fuck, baby girl you look absolutely stunning.”
“Oh god, yes kitten.” Her face lit
up at his response and even more once he got back on the bed with her. His hand
shot to the back of her neck and his lips captured hers into a sweet intoxicating
kiss entwined with the slight taste of the champagne he had drunk earlier that
night. With every passing minute it became more rough and raw, their teeth
clashing was one of the few indicators. It was bizarre, outside of bed Taehyung
treated her as if she were made out of glass, but in bed he was a completely
Before she knew it Y/N was on her
back with her legs wrapped around his waist and his hardened member grinding against
her drenched entrance. Taehyung could feel her juices staining his pants
signaling that she was in need of more. He was panting when he pulled away,
nonetheless he made his way down to her glistening core.
“Damn kitten, you’re dripping.”
Embarrassed by his comment she tried to close her legs, but he got a hold of her
thighs and spread them wide. He wasted no time in diving right in, his tongue
teasingly licked her aching pussy. His large hands felt around until they
landed on her perky mounds, fingers toying with her erect nipples. Her moans
only inflated his ego, he was starting to get greedy, which is why he darted
towards her clit eager to hear her scream for him.
Her palms were laid flat against
the comforter, back arched, and lips parted spewing out curses he didn’t know
she knew while he lapped her like he hadn’t eaten in days. The fuzzy tail
brushed against his chin as he sucked on the sensitive bud. The pressure in her
stomach was becoming more intense, until she could no longer take it.
Daddy!” her pleasure filled cries broke through the air, juices rushed down her
thighs and into his mouth. For a couple of seconds everything seemed to go
white, there was also a loud buzzing in her ears as well that left her
disoriented for a split second. The toe curling orgasm had her huffing.
tasty as always kitten.”
course, my little kitten’s pussy is my favorite snack.” His crude words had her
instantly wet and yearning for more, she was finally ready to take him. Taehyung
was hard, painfully hard. He needed her, only she could relieve his throbbing
boner, Y/N, his baby girl. Hastily he began to peel his clothes off, the moment
he yanked his briefs off his cock sprung free, slapping against his toned
stomach. She gawked in amazement as he pumped himself, his large hands looked
small wrapped around his thick and lengthy shaft. “Kitten.” The brunette
groaned bucking into his closed fist as he pressed his back against the
headboard for support. “Come here kitten, I want to watch you fuck yourself senseless
on daddy’s cock.” Her face pinked and her core pulsed with desire, Taehyung always
knew exactly what to say.
watched in amazement as she crawled over to him, she looked like a cute little
kitten on all fours. Here she was, with her hand on the base of his shaft. He
chewed on the inside of his cheek when he felt his tip graze against her moist
sex, steadily she began to sink down on it. His pupils dilated further seeing
her cunt take him all in. He breathed a sigh in relief feeling her soft wet
walls squeeze around his meat, she was feeling tighter than usual.
Y/N could feel every curve and
bulging vein on his dick, she felt full, even more so with the butt plug. Her
fretful whimper brought him out his lust filled thoughts. “Kitten… if it’s too
much we can always stop.” He gruffly suggested, he didn’t want to be the only
one enjoying this and he definitely didn’t want her hurting.
I’ll be fine, just give me a second.” It took him a lot of self-control not to
pound into her, he had to let her adjust. Her hands clutched onto his tanned
shoulders giving her leverage to move, his breath becoming ragged as she starts
to rhythmically bounce on him.
Craning his head back the brunette
groaned at the euphoric feeling of her throbbing cunt gliding over and over his
shaft. “Kitten you’re so fucking tight!” nothing could compare to the feeling
of being inside of her. Looking down he watched as her walls delectably hugged
him, astonished by how such a petite girl could take him, all of him. Raising
his hand in the air it swiftly came down on her ass, the slap echoed through
the room. One slap after another Y/N mewled loving the stinging sensation he was
creating. His hand gave her one last smack before sensually massaging the red
marked up area.
Ah, daddy you feel so good.” Her words were as lewd as her moans. “You fill me
up so well!”
kitten you’re such a little whore for daddy, aren’t you?” he groaned pushing
her down onto her back, he couldn’t take this anymore, he needed to be in
yes!” she squeaked falling back, Y/N knew she was in for it now.
fingers pressed into her hips creating crescent shaped bruises on her smooth
skin as he savagely pounded into her. With every harsh thrust the tiny platinum
bell rung, mixing in with the sound of their skin slapping, mewls and groans.
It was like she was being ripped in half, pleasure and pain mingling together
to create an overwhelmingly delicious sensation that had her gasping for air.
Taehyung hissed at the feeling on her long nails running along his back ripping
his skin and causing blood to trickle down.
Christ, kitten!” she was getting tighter with every rapid jerk, indicating that
her release was near. She was unable to squirm as he pushed his weight down on
her, pressing her against the covers and shoving the toy deeper into her other
hole. This change provided him with a new angle, Taehyung delve deeper inside
of her making her scream. She looked utterly helpless beneath him, pathetic
even, especially with the high pitched whines and whimpers seeping from her
swollen lips. With a couple more aggressive thrusts he had her crying out his
name in pleasure, tears spilling for a second time that night, but for a
in her stomach uncoiled, coating his thick cock in her sweet nectar. The girl’s
body quivered against him before going numb, Taehyung’s thrust were as erratic
as his breathing. Her walls were begging to be painted by the way they were
sucking him in. Unable to hold back anymore his fingers dug into the delicate
flesh on her hips ripping it.
like milk, don’t they?” his question was muted by her own cries and the ringing
of her bell, he pulled away jerking his meat spurting hot ribbons of cum onto
her flushed face. Taehyung let out a guttural grunt loving the fact that some
of his creamy seed had landed on her cat ears. Her pretty little face was
covered in his sticky seed, there was so much that it was dribbling down to the
now soiled sheets. “Aw, my baby! You’ve always been a messy little eater.” He
tittered scooping some of the white substance off her face and shoving the
coated finger in her mouth for her to suck on. Her tongue swirled over his
slender finger before letting it go with a loud ‘pop’.
here.” His footsteps became distant and not long after he returned, carefully
he wiped her face clean with a moist towel.
whimpered in a hoarse voice.
it baby girl?”
sleepy.” She whispered tiredly.
baby, let’s get you washed up and ready for bed.”
eyes fluttered open, to her side was Taehyung sound asleep, he looked so
angelic. Usually she’d wake up to an empty bed, maybe she had woken up early.
Glancing over at the clock she saw that it was 8:30 AM, way past the time
Taehyung would wake up. Panic filled her body realizing he was late, hastily
she shook him until the man swatted her hands away. With a groan he pulled the
covered closer to himself and snuggled deeper into the bed.
he huskily murmured.
you’re late for work!”
going.” Taehyung stated stubbornly.
shut up and sleep.” Pulling her down with him he wrapped his strong arms around
her waist and nuzzled his nose into her hair. “You know… I’ve missed you too.”
Taehyung confessed addressing her words from the previous night.
Remember when you told me that my body is one of ancient Greek architecture I thought that was a compliment. Standing extravagantly in thought and the like, but didn’t it succumb into disarray at the sight of the Roman Army?
I asked you who the Roman Army was. You said it was a metaphor for my heart disease.
I was never good at running away I tried I did I tried I ran but my legs are made from matchsticks and my heart is a bonfire
I was never good at standing up to you I tried I did I tried I brag but I have a mouth full of humble. And my ego a crushed tablet under your heavy thumb.
Remember how you used to hold the pillars of my heavy philosophical building in your hands? You dunked my ideas into your tea and watched me soften and crumble into nothing between your fingertips.
You must know I’m not all ivory tower and curled ribbons piled on my head I am not a present for you. You tried to drain me of my tears building your Roman aqueducts to fuck with my Greek architecture you were wrong because my body is built on Barbarian structure
my matchsticks and bonfire have since burnt you into the backpages of history.
A lady’s archery scoring kit from the 1850s. It is made of ivory and silk ribbons and consists of an acorn-shaped cup containing a grease used to help the shooting gloves slide easily off the bowstring, a circular disc used to hold replaceable paper score sheets and a marker to write the score.
Archery was one of the few sports Victorian women could take part in, though it was extremely exclusive and only the wealthiest women could afford the equipment needed to join an archery club. These clubs had both male and female members and hosted competitions solely for women but also allowed them to compete directly against the men, although most women used smaller bows with a weaker draw strength than those used by the men. One woman who used the same strength bow as the men was Queenie Newall who went on to win the women’s archery gold medal at the 1908 Olympics.
I woke up to the sound of heavy breathing and the scent of flowers, opening my eyes to a warm sight.
Stiles had fallen asleep while holding my hand, his head resting on my arm, making me smile- we were okay.
“Stiles-” I whispered lightly, causing his head to shoot up in alarm.
“I’m awake!” he shouted.
Giving him a few seconds to regain sanity, I flinched when he threw himself towards me.
“Y/N,” he gasped. Within seconds, his arms were cradling my head as he peppered me with kisses.
“Stiles-” I giggled. “That- that tickles-”
“You’re okay,” he grinned brightly.
“Because of you…” I comforted, lacing my fingers through his tightly.
Holding back my tears, my free hand found its way to his puffy eyes, bringing him closer.
Somehow, in the middle of all the emotions and tears, Lydia, Malia, and Scott tumbled through the door, assuming that it burst open because of them leaning onto the door.
“Hey, guys…” Stiles muttered awkwardly. “I thought I told you to wait outside. Down the hall. Where no one could hear anything. At all.”
I bit my lip as I tried my best not to laugh.
“We just wanted to check up on you two,” Scott teased.
“And to come bearing gifts!” Lydia smiled brightly. She shoved Stiles to the other side of the bed and placed a large box on my lap, wrapped with twine.
“Lydia, you shouldn’t-”
“You shouldn’t have blah blah blah- just open it,” she mocked sarcastically.
As I unraveled the string, I couldn’t refrain the gasp that left my throat.
Inside the box was a scoop-neck burgundy red dress adorned with a black ribbon around the waist.
“Prom’s tonight loser,” Malia grinned. “Drag Stiles if you have to.”
“But-” Stiles and I started.
“Bye!” they all rushed, dashing out the door.
Stiles and I were left appalled in our own confusion.
“Okay then…” I giggled.
“Y/N, you sure you’re okay-” Stiles swallowed his words as I stepped down the stairs, hair cascading down my shoulders in a curly- half up half down updo.
“Isn’t this the part where you shut up about my well-being and put a corsage around my wrist?” I raised my eyebrow in a joking tone.
Looking down and smiling to himself, he walked towards the head of the stairs and showed me an ivory ribbon that had a rose and white blossoms.
He gently secured it around my wrist, guiding us outside to the damn blue jeep.
“Of course…” I shook my head, my heart warmed at his childish nature and loyalty to this piece of scrap metal.
As he stepped into the driver’s seat, I stroked the delicate leaves of the red rose, feeling like tonight was going to be amazing.
The echoes of tipsy teenagers and hormonal freshman reeked as Stiles and I found our way to the snack table. We could spot Malia from a mile away, knowing to look out for the muscular-built girl who was stuffing her face with pizza rolls.
“Y/N!” Lydia darted towards me. “You have no idea how many stares I got standing next to her-”
“Come on Lyds,” I pouted. “Let her live a little.”
She scoffed in a humorous manner, shoving me and Stiles to the dance floor, a slow song awaiting us.
“I actually can’t dance-” I admitted sheepishly, trying to pull my hand out of his grasp.
“A thousand-year old vampire who’s probably been to a million proms- the least you can do is follow my lead,” Stiles responded supportively.
“Hey-” I snapped. “It was only a thousand…”
He laughed deeply, wrapping his arm around my waist as we moved to the beat of the music.
“Y/N?” Stiles started, staring into my eyes with an expression I couldn’t define.
“What’s that look?” I pondered aloud, mesmerized by his current but foreign aura.
He took a deep breath before saying the three words everybody lived for-
“I love you.”
I stumbled a few steps at his words, just before he caught me, hands cradling my lower back a few feet off of the floor. He leaned in slowly, both of us closing our eyes when our lips touched in a spark of pure love. I felt my hand press against his chest, his heartbeat thumping in excitement and fulfillment.
When we pulled away, Stiles pulled me up so that we were standing up straight. Out of breath from the adrenaline rush, I laid my head against his shoulder as the music began to tone down to the strums of a guitar.
“I love you too Stiles,” I replied warmly, a weight being lifted off of my chest.
A vampire in a pack of werewolves, hunters, a banshee, a were coyote, and one human- this was the tale of two star-crossed lovers that met paths at an unlikely time in life, realizing that finally, they had found the greatest gift in life- eachother…
A football game was playing a bit too loudly in the background, as you came in from the garden, and brushed your hands off. Toeing out of your shoes, and leaving them by the back door, before scratching the ears of the cat that perched itself up on the kitchen counter to soak in some rare sun.
“Hello,” you hummed, as it nuzzled against your hand, before plopping itself down again, and rolling over, so its belly was being caressed by the sun from the window over the sink.
You could hear Harry snoring lightly while the game droned on, as you approached.
You smiled, noting his arms crossed over his chest and his chin tucked down, as he had nodded off on the sofa, in front of the TV. Coming up behind the couch, you snatched the blanket off the back and tucked it over his legs, leaning around to kiss his cheek.
He jumped a little, but then roused from sleep, blinking awake, and smiling as he spotted you.
“Well, hello, my darling girl,” he hummed, with a grin, kissing your cheek with his soft, mildly age worn lips.
“Hi, Green Eyes.” You kissed his forehead, brushing back the thinning strands of hair.
Harry cleared his throat. “The kids here yet?”
You shook your head. “No, not yet. Not sure what they have planned for us today. Brunch, for sure. But I don’t know what else they…specifically your daughter, has in store for us .” You smiled, catching a glance at your wedding band and engagement ring that, miraculously, along with Harry’s own band, had held up against this test of time.