Chapter 81

He took her hand and led her off the dance floor without another word, weaving through the crowd of sweaty, intoxicated bodies until they reached the coat check. Beth leaned against the counter, trying to catch her breath, as Changbin retrieved their jackets and phones.

"Ready?" he asked, holding out her coat.

She nodded, not trusting her voice. The cool night air hit her flushed skin like a shock as they stepped outside, and she shivered despite the heat still coursing through her veins.

Changbin draped her coat over her shoulders and pulled her close, his arm a solid anchor around her waist. "Car's this way."

The short walk to the parking lot felt like a marathon. Each step jostled the eggs inside her, sending sparks skittering up her spine. By the time they reached the car, she was panting and practically vibrating with need.

Changbin opened the passenger door for her, ever the gentleman, but as soon as she slid into the seat, he crowded into her space, one hand braced on the center console while the other gripped her thigh.

"Think you can make it home?" he murmured, nose brushing hers.

Beth whimpered, hips shifting restlessly against the leather seat. "Not if you keep teasing me like this."

He smirked, fingers inching higher beneath her dress. "But you're so pretty when you're desperate."

She grabbed his wrist, nails digging into his skin. "Changbin. Please."

Something dark and hungry flashed in his eyes. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss that stole the air from her lungs. Beth moaned into his mouth, arching up to meet him, chasing his heat.

Changbin pulled back just as abruptly, leaving her gasping and glassy-eyed. "Hold that thought."

He shut her door and circled to the driver's side, sliding behind the wheel with predatory grace. The engine purred to life and then they were off, tearing out of the parking lot and onto the lamp-lit streets.

Beth squirmed in her seat, thighs pressed tightly together to quell the relentless vibrations. Every bump in the road, every sharp turn, sent shockwaves rippling through her core. She bit her lip hard, tipping her head back against the head rest.

Changbin's hand found her knee, squeezing once before gliding higher, fingers slipping beneath the hem of her dress to trace maddening patterns against her inner thigh. Beth's breath hitched, knuckles white where she gripped the edge of her seat.

"Changbin," she warned, voice hoarse. "I swear to god, if you make me come in this car..."

His chuckle was dark, promising. "I thought that's what you wanted, baby. To be so desperate you can't even wait until we're home."

She glared at him, but the effect was ruined by the breathy moan that escaped her lips as his fingers brushed the lace edge of her panties. "You're the worst."

"You love it." He palmed her through the damp fabric, pressing just hard enough to make her hips buck. "Look how wet you are already. So needy for me."

Beth keened, head thumping back against the seat. She was so close, hovering right on the knife's edge of pleasure, and all it would take was a little more pressure, a little more speed...

But Changbin knew her body like a finely tuned instrument. He kept her balanced there, suspended in sweet agony, as he navigated the darkened streets with casual ease.

By the time they pulled into the parking garage, Beth was a trembling, panting mess. Her dress was rucked up around her hips, panties soaked through, skin gleaming with a sheen of sweat. Changbin turned off the engine and sat back, drinking in the sight of her.

"Fuck, you're beautiful like this," he murmured, trailing a finger down her throat to the valley between her breasts. "All desperate and undone for me."

Beth whimpered, arching into his touch. "Changbin, please..."

He leaned in, breath ghosting over her parted lips. "Please what, baby? Tell me what you need."

"You," she gasped, nails digging into his forearm. "I need you. Inside me. Now."

Changbin growled, low in his throat, and surged forward to claim her mouth in a searing kiss. Beth responded instantly, fingers tangling in his hair to pull him closer as she devoured him with equal fervor.

They stumbled out of the car, lips locked and hands roaming with desperate urgency. Beth barely remembered the elevator ride up to their floor, lost in a haze of Changbin's kisses and the relentless vibrations still pulsing inside her.

He pinned her to the wall as soon as their apartment door closed behind them, one hand fisting in her hair while the other yanked her dress up to her waist. Beth moaned into his mouth, hips rolling shamelessly against his straining erection.

"Bed," she gasped between kisses, nails raking down his back. "Now."

Changbin didn't need to be told twice. He hoisted her up, strong hands gripping her thighs as her legs locked around his waist. The short journey to their bedroom was a blur of heated touches and bitten-off curses, clothes discarded haphazardly along the way.

By the time Beth's back hit the mattress, she was wearing nothing but her heels and the flush of desire painted across her skin. Changbin crawled over her like a predator stalking prey, eyes dark and ravenous. He caught her wrists and pinned them above her head, his grip unyielding. Beth writhed beneath him, aching for more contact, more friction, more anything.

"Look at you," Changbin purred, eyes raking over her trembling form. "So desperate for me already. I've barely even touched you."

"Please," Beth whimpered, straining against his hold. "I need you. I can't take it anymore."

Changbin tsked, trailing open-mouthed kisses down the column of her throat. "So impatient. Maybe I should make you wait even longer. Keep you on edge until you're sobbing for my cock."

Beth keened high in her throat, hips bucking frantically seeking relief. "Changbin, please, I can't, I need—"

Her broken pleas cut off with a sharp gasp as Changbin suddenly flipped her onto her stomach. He reached over to the nightstand and pulled a few items out that she couldn't quite see.

He grabbed her hips, pulling her back against his chest as he sat up on his knees behind her. Beth felt the blunt head of his cock nudging at her entrance and she nearly sobbed with relief.

But Changbin had other plans.

He slid an arm around her waist, holding her firmly in place as his other hand dipped between her legs. His fingers found the base of the vibrating eggs and he pressed them deeper, angling them just right. Beth cried out, walls clenching around the intrusion as pleasure bordering on pain lanced through her.

"Changbin!" she keened, scrabbling at the sheets. "Please, I need you inside me!"

"Shhh, I've got you baby," he soothed, placing a tender kiss to her shoulder blade that belied the intensity of his touch. "Just let go. I'll catch you."

He thumbed the remote, cranking the vibrations up to their highest setting. Beth screamed, her vision whiting out as the overwhelming sensations consumed her. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed through her body, muscles seizing and back arching off the bed. Changbin's arm was the only thing keeping her grounded as she shattered apart.

Before she could even catch her breath, Changbin was moving, withdrawing the eggs and tossing them aside. In one swift thrust, he sheathed himself fully inside her fluttering heat. They both groaned at the sensation, fitting together like two puzzle pieces destined to be one.

He set a punishing pace, hips snapping against hers, the lewd sound of skin on skin mingling with their moans and pants. Beth fisted the sheets, pushing back to meet his every thrust, still sensitive from her intense orgasm but desperate for more.

"That's it, take it," Changbin growled, fingers digging into the flesh of her hips hard enough to bruise. "Take my cock like the good girl you are."

Beth keened, his filthy words stoking the flames within her. She was rapidly approaching that peak again, wound up so tightly she thought she might combust.

Sensing how close she was again he pulled out in one quick motion. Beth let out a desperate whine at the sudden emptiness, clenching around nothing. "Changbin, please, don't stop, I need—"

Her pleas cut off with a gasp as Changbin flipped her onto her back. Before she could protest further, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. With his other hand, he reached for the items he'd retrieved from the nightstand earlier.

It was a blindfold and a pair of padded leather cuffs.

Beth's eyes widened and her breath quickened in anticipation. Changbin leaned down, his lips brushing her ear as he murmured, "Sorry baby, but I am nowhere near done with you."

With deft movements, he secured the cuffs around her wrists, linking them to the headboard. Beth tugged experimentally, a shiver running down her spine at the realization that she was completely at his mercy.

Changbin's fingers trailed feather-light down her arms, over the swell of her breasts, teasing the sensitive peaks until they pebbled beneath his touch. Beth arched into his hands, a needy whimper escaping her lips.

"So responsive," he praised, his voice a low rumble against her skin as he placed open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone. "I love seeing you like this, all spread out and desperate for me."

He sat back on his haunches, drinking in the sight of her flushed and wanting, hands bound above her head putting her body on sinful display. With reverent fingers, he slipped the blindfold over her eyes, plunging her into darkness.

Beth's other senses heightened instantly. She could hear Changbin's heavy breathing, feel the dip of the mattress as he shifted, smell the heady musk of his arousal mixed with her own. But without sight, she had no warning for where his touch would land next.

His fingers skated over her ribs, her stomach, dipping teasingly into her navel before continuing their torturous journey lower. Beth held her breath, every nerve ending alight with anticipation. But Changbin bypassed where she needed him most, instead trailing his touch down her thighs, ghosting over the sensitive skin behind her knees.

"Changbin," she whined, straining against the cuffs. "Stop teasing."

He chuckled darkly, his breath fanning over her hip bone and making her shudder. "But you make such pretty noises when I tease you."

To punctuate his point, he nipped at the soft flesh of her inner thigh, soothing the sting with his tongue a moment later. Beth jolted, a high keen escaping her throat. She was sure there would be a mark, and the thought only made her throb harder.

Changbin continued his leisure exploration of her body, mapping every dip and curve with lips and teeth and tongue until Beth was writhing beneath him, shameless in her need. Every touch was electric, every breath a brand against her flushed skin. Her world had narrowed to sensation, to the coil of tension winding tighter and tighter in her core.

"Please," she gasped, voice wrecked. "Changbin, I need..."

"I know what you need." His words were a dark promise against the crease of her thigh. "And I'm going to give it to you. But only when I decide you've earned it."

With that, he buried his face between her legs, licking a broad stripe up her dripping slit. Beth cried out, hips bucking off the bed, seeking more of that blissful friction. Changbin pinned her down effortlessly, hands splayed across her abdomen as he worked her over with lips and tongue.

He circled her clit with maddening pressure, dipping down to tease at her entrance before returning to that bundle of nerves. Beth was lost to it, lost to him, reduced to a pleading, shaking mess. With the blindfold on, every sensation was magnified tenfold. She couldn't predict his movements, could only feel the hot press of his mouth and the deliberate flicks of his tongue pushing her higher and higher.

Only for his fingers to dig into her sides, sending a tickling sensation up her body. Beth yelped in surprise, squirming against her restraints as Changbin's fingers danced along her ribs, finding all her most ticklish spots with expert precision. Laughter bubbled up in her throat, mingling with the desperate moans still spilling from her lips.

"Changbin!" she gasped out between giggles, trying in vain to wriggle away from his torturous touch. "S-stop! I can't—"

"Can't what, baby?" he teased, not letting up for a second. "Can't handle a little tickling? But you're laughing so cutely for me."

Tears leaked from beneath the blindfold as Beth shook with the force of her laughter, abs starting to ache from the relentless stimulation. Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, Changbin's fingers stilled.

Beth panted for breath, sagging back against the mattress in relief. But it was short-lived. No sooner had she relaxed than Changbin dove back in, sucking her clit between his lips as he thrust two fingers knuckle-deep inside her.

A scream tore from Beth's throat, back bowing off the bed as pleasure crashed through her like a tidal wave. Her walls clamped down around his fingers, fluttering wildly as he stroked her inner walls. He curled them just right, pressing against that sensitive spot that made stars explode behind her eyelids.

"Fuck, oh god, Changbin!" Beth sobbed, grinding desperately against his face as he worked her through her peak. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her, the intensity heightened by her bound and blinded state.

Just as the aftershocks began to ebb, Changbin withdrew his fingers, leaving her clenching around emptiness. Beth whimpered at the loss, but it was quickly replaced by the blunt head of his cock nudging insistently at her entrance.

"You took that so well, baby," Changbin praised, voice gravelly with restraint. "Such a good girl for me. You ready for your reward now?"

"Yes," Beth gasped, nodding frantically. "Please, I need you inside me. Fill me up, make me yours."

With a low growl, Changbin snapped his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth thrust. They moaned in unison, the exquisite drag of his thick length against her sensitive walls igniting every nerve ending.

He set a relentless pace, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in, hitting that perfect spot inside her with each pass.

The headboard slammed against the wall with the force of his thrusts, the room filled with the lewd slap of skin on skin and their mingled cries of pleasure. Beth was lost to sensation, every coherent thought scattered by the overwhelming bliss radiating from where they were joined. All she could do was feel - the delicious stretch of his cock splitting her open, the bruising grip of his hands on her hips, the coil of tension winding tighter and tighter in her core.

During one of his thrusts, a soft, unexpected sound escaped from her folds, a loud and airy release that whispered through the room.

Beth froze for a split second, then burst into mortified giggles as she realized the lewd sound had come from her. "Oh my god," she gasped, hiding her burning face in the crook of her elbow. "Did I just..."

Changbin's rhythm faltered, his own chuckle rumbling through his chest. "I think you did," he teased, sounding far too delighted. "That's so hot, baby. Your body couldn't hold back anymore, huh?"

If possible, Beth flushed even darker. The blindfold was a blessing now, shielding her from seeing Changbin's smug expression. "Shut up," she whined, clenching down on him in retaliation. "It's your fault for fucking me so hard."

He hissed at the sudden pressure, hips stuttering. "Careful, or I might have to gag you too. Then we'll really see what other cute noises you make."

Beth keened at the threat, arousal spiking. The idea of being completely at his mercy, unable to see, speak, or move while he took his pleasure from her body, was almost too much to handle.

Changbin, spurred on by her reaction, picked up the pace, slamming into her with renewed vigor. Beth could only take it, a ragdoll at the mercy of his desire, wanton moans spilling uncontrollably from her lips. The coil inside her wound tighter and tighter, her entire being focused on the place they were joined, on the exquisite drag of his cock against her fluttering walls.

"That's it baby, let me hear you," Changbin panted, his own voice strained with the effort of holding back. "I want the whole building to know who's making you feel this good."

Beth was too far gone to feel any shame, lost to the rising tide of her impending release. "Changbin," she sobbed brokenly, "I'm gonna—I need—please!"

He shifted the angle of his hips, hitting that perfect spot inside her with ruthless precision. "Come for me," he commanded, reaching between their sweat-slicked bodies to thumb at her swollen clit. "Now."

The tension reached its peak and the coil snapped. Beth's body responded with an intense, silent scream, her back arching dramatically off the bed, almost painfully, as if pulled by an invisible force. Waves of warmth and energy cascaded from her core, releasing a torrent of juices that soaked them both.

Her body seemed to levitate and float as she rode out the seemingly endless waves of bliss, muscles seizing and fluttering wildly around Changbin's thick length. He continued to thrust through her orgasm, drawing out her pleasure until she was a quivering, boneless mess beneath him.

With a final, guttural groan, his own climax overtook him. He buried himself to the hilt, painting her inner walls with thick ropes of his release. Beth whimpered at the sensation, aftershocks still sparking through her nerve endings as he filled her so perfectly.

After a few moments, he gently pulled out and collapsed beside her, both of them gasping for air. With tender hands, he removed the blindfold and cuffs, rubbing her wrists soothingly where the leather had left slight marks. Beth blinked up at him hazily, eyes glassy and unfocused in the aftermath of her intense pleasure.

"Hey there," Changbin chuckeled, brushing sweat-dampened strands of hair off her forehead. "You with me, baby?"

Beth managed a weak nod, her throat too raw from screaming to form proper words just yet. Changbin gathered her into his arms, cradling her against his chest as he placed feather-light kisses across her face. "You were amazing, jagiya. So perfect for me."

Beth hummed contentedly, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. Her whole body felt weightless, like she was floating on a cloud of bliss. Changbin's strong arms anchored her, his heartbeat a soothing lullaby against her ear.

After a few minutes of basking in the afterglow, Changbin shifted, gently maneuvering Beth so he could look into her eyes. "How about a nice, hot bath? I'll even throw in a massage after."

Beth's face lit up with a lazy smile. "Mm, you spoil me."

"Always," he murmured, placing a tender kiss to her forehead before slipping out of bed.

She watched appreciatively as he padded naked to the ensuite, enjoying the view of his toned back and perfect ass. The sound of running water soon reached her ears, along with Changbin's low humming - a habit of his whenever he was feeling content.

A few minutes later, he returned with arms outstretched and a crooked grin. "Come on, beautiful. Water's ready. Lavender and eucalyptus, just how you like it."

Beth groaned softly, stretching like a cat across the bed. Her muscles protested the movement—used and wrecked in the best way—but she still reached for him, letting him lift her effortlessly into his arms.

She tucked her head into the crook of his neck as he carried her, the scent of his skin and the afterglow of sex wrapping around her like a second blanket. "You're too good to me."

"You earned it," Changbin whispered, brushing his lips against her temple as he stepped into the bathroom.

The steam curled around them, warm and thick, fogging up the mirror and gilding the tile with moisture. The bath was nearly overflowing—fragrant, inviting, with soft candlelight flickering along the counter. He'd turned the lights low, dimmed the world just enough to make everything feel safe, slow, suspended.

He stepped carefully into the tub with her in his arms and settled them both into the hot water, his back to the wall and Beth between his thighs, spine pressed to his chest. She let out a long, low sigh as the heat sank into her bones.

"Oh my god," she whispered, head falling back onto his shoulder. "This might be the best thing you've ever done."

Changbin chuckled, hands smoothing down her arms, over her hips, resting on her thighs. "That's just because you're blissed out and sore. Ask me again tomorrow after I make you pancakes."

She snorted softly, twisting slightly to look up at him. "With strawberries?"

"And whipped cream," he confirmed, kissing the tip of her nose.

For a few long moments, they didn't speak. The only sound was the quiet lapping of water and the occasional creak of the old pipes behind the walls. Beth let her body go weightless, her mind finally slowing down after the adrenaline high of the night. There was nothing to plan, nothing to fear—just warmth, safety, and the man who had become her entire sense of home.

Changbin's fingers dipped lazily beneath the water, tracing shapes along the inside of her thigh, but without urgency now. Just presence. Just reverence.

"You okay?" he murmured eventually, voice low and careful against her ear.

Beth blinked slowly. "Yeah. Better than okay."

He kissed her neck. "Good."

She reached for his hand beneath the water, threading their fingers together. "I don't say it enough," she said quietly, "but thank you. For all of it. For knowing when to push me. For knowing when to pull me back. For making me laugh when I want to cry, and making me feel like I'm still... mine. Even when I feel like I'm falling apart."

Changbin's breath caught. His grip on her hand tightened.

"I don't think you realize," he said softly, "how strong you really are. Or how much I love showing up for you."

Beth turned her head slightly and kissed the corner of his mouth.

The rest of the bath passed in peaceful silence, interrupted only by the occasional shared smile, a gentle squeeze of a hand, a whispered promise passed like a secret.

Eventually, when the water cooled and their fingers pruned, they rose together—Changbin wrapping her in a fluffy towel and carrying her back to bed like she weighed nothing at all.

The sheets were fresh. The room smelled like the bath—her skin, his cologne, steam and lavender.

As they curled up beneath the blankets, Beth tangled herself into his chest, one leg thrown over his hips, a lazy hand resting where his heart beat steady and sure.

"You're mine," she murmured, already halfway to sleep.

"Always," Changbin whispered. "And you're mine."