Sleeping With Taehyung Novels & Stories

Besides the soreness of my muscles, there’s a sweat sweet smell around the room which is evidence of last night’s activities. I couldn’t remember how many times we do it but to make it short, I reached the limit of my strength then was knocked off during our love making. I cupped my cheeks then tucked my hair behind my ears before I turned my head towards the man who’s lying down beside me. Seungcheol is hugging the pillow while sleeping. His chest is against the bed sheet, and his head was tilted towards my side. The lower part of his body was covered with the same blanket that I am using, and the part that’s visible to my sight is majestic.

“You should still be sleeping.” “I was,” he murmured. “Then I realized the bed was cold.” He turned me around gently and kissed me, his hands cradling my face like I was something fragile. It was our honeymoon. The beach house. Just the two of us. We’d spent the past day and night wrapped up in each other—naked, tangled limbs, breathless laughter, and whispered promises. I’d married the love of my life. His green eyes glowed as they looked into mine, a little sleepy but so full of warmth.

Wearing a pout on her face, she rubbed her forehead and mumbled, “Tch! Annoying.” After that, Jiyeon closed her eyes. Because of how comfortable she felt, it took her about two to three minutes to fall asleep. She was already sleepy to begin with, and Taeyang’s presence beside her soothed her a lot. Feeling the steady breathing of the girl, Taeyang concluded that she had fallen asleep. Turning his head, he looked at the girl, and there was a faint smile on his face before he leaned down to place a soft, heart fluttering kiss on her forehead.

His fingers tangled in her hair, his warm breath fanning against her parted lips as he thr*st up into her slowly. Bailey let out the most strangled m*an, as Kaleb filled her with his g*rth and l*ngth. This was bad. She wasn't supposed to be sl^eping with her best friend's brother, but here she was with his c^ck deep inside her, and his t^ngue inside her m^uth. * A few days before *

Clara's POV Taehyung's grip on my wrist was unyielding as he pulled me toward the bed, his movements lacking their usual predatory grace. The fever had sapped some of his strength; I could feel it in the slight tremor of his hand, the way his breath came in shallow, labored huffs. Yet even weakened, he was formidable—his broad frame towering over me, muscles coiled like a spring ready to snap. He released me abruptly, sinking onto the edge of the massive four-poster bed with a grunt, his good hand pressing against the fresh bandage on his arm. Sweat gleamed on his forehead, matting his dark hair, and his eyes—those stormy depths that could shift from rage to something almost human—were glaze

The morning sun spilled across the room, warm and golden, but I hardly noticed it. My body still hummed with the echoes of last night, every nerve alive from the intensity we’d shared. Devon lay beside me, his arm draped across my waist, holding me close as if nothing in the world could touch us. I wanted to believe that, wanted to bury the fear of what had happened with Leila and the shadow of everything else that had come before us. But the memory lingered, a quiet pulse beneath the heat of desire and comfort.

Tae-Tae kinda knew that, because he heard his aunt speaking with his mom about a guy in Seoul, but he wanted to hear from her, and he knew she wasn't going to lie about it. *** The hours passed faster when they fell asleep. Mira fell asleep while thinking about what she's gonna do when directing her family's company while her twin is in the hospital. Tae-Tae was reading the book, Dune, by Frank Herbert when he fell asleep. And Hana fell asleep when she was thinking about Kaden and what she's going to do with him if he discovered that he is Tae-Tae's biological father, or when. *** Taylor used the onboard microphone to warn them that they were already entering Seoul and to ask them to get rea

Mi-cha answered by saying that everyone has their own hardship but he just doesn’t show it up, like you right now your hiding the fact that you are suffering inside, Mun-hee started tearing and he smiled and said “I think I couldn’t hide it in front of you, your quite something, I think it’s time to go back to the classroom we need to keep studying if we want to pass the exam” Mi-cha didn’t say anything more and she went with Mun-hee back to the classroom. When they entered the classroom they finds Hyun-ki sitting and revising his books but the surprising thing is that Hyun-ae was sleeping and her head was in Hyun-ki’s shoulders they looked like a real couple, Hyun-ki saw the two enter and t

" Hyun-Tae whispered as guilt rushed on him. Ho-Jim let out a sigh and shifted his gaze on Hyun-Tae. Moving continuously, Syanja was sweating badly because of the nightmare. She was shifting her position continuously and mumbling different things, which weren't clear. "Leave me, no." She again shifted her position and clenched the duvet. "I said, please leave me." "Don't force me." Jung-Hoon woke up as he was continuously feeling movements. He half opened his eyes and glanced at the wall clock. It was showing half-past three. Jung-Hoon shifted his gaze to Syanja's trembling figure. Getting up immediately, he pulled her into his embrace. Jung-Hoon started patting her back gently in order to c

then she smiled. They allow me to stay the night in the guest room. Then I heard noises from the other room. I can't figure out the noise it's more like muffled sounds. Then it hit me that they probably doing their snuggle time. Even though it's I just heard those noises a bit... I keep myself wide awake for the whole night, imagining what they are doing on the other side. What actually happened... Dohyung moved closer to his wife. "Hmm, Ji-Ha..." He whispered.