Dinner was torture. Taehyung's knee pressed between Koo's thighs beneath the table, his foot nudging her panties aside to trace slow circles against her swollen flesh. She bit her lip bloody trying to stay quiet, her fork clattering against her plate when his toes curled inside her.
"Movie night?" Taehyung suggested casually as Hana yawned. "That new historical drama."




















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