his straying eyes

Cosette smiled slightly as she watched Taehyung, her heart swelling a bit as she heard his compliment. “Thank you, I’m glad to hear it,” she murmured quietly as she shifted a bit before moving over to the bookcase, closer to him than not, though she tried not to be too affected by it. “Um…” Her eyes scanned the books for a moment. She didn’t think a classic would be the smart choice - if he was as much of a reader as she was, then he’d likely read more classics than she had. So, eventually, she reached for two of her favorites, evident by the fact that they were well-worn. “There’s these two. The Summoning and Hush, Hush.” She offered them out to him for him to have a look. “They’re both… Basically love stories, more so written for girls, but… Still… Hush, Hush is a forbidden love between a fallen angel and the nephilim he’s supposed to kill to be allowed back into heaven… And The Summoning, it’s a love story that develops over the three books, but you can see it developing, you can feel it.”

Namjoon stared up at Camille, surprised as he watched her, though he found himself easily enjoying the contact, the feel of her hand running through his hair. The contact made his heart swell, made him curious to what further contact between them would be like. If something as simple as this felt as nice as it did, he could only imagine what it would feel like to kiss her, or to hold her, to enjoy her skin against his in the most intimate ways. Clearing his throat to rid himself of the thoughts, he smiled and lifted his shoulders in a shrug, shifting closer so that the skin of his arms brushed against her exposed skin, sending waves of excitement through him. “I’m comfy here,” he assured easily, offering a small smirk, deciding to be a little bold, but not so much that it would scare her if she asn’t actually as interested in him as she seemed to be. “I happen to enjoy the view from here.” And, that much was true - he could enjoy the sight of her, take all of her in like this, admire her without being too over-the-top and obvious about it, because he didn’t want her to think he was a creep or something.

Taehyung resisted the urge to hold his breath as Cosette stood beside him, the scent of her shampoo easy to catch because she was that close. Exhaling happily, Taehyung could admit to himself that he felt comfort when she was beside him, a sort of nostalgic happiness he couldn’t quite describe. Watching as she reached for two books, clearly loved by the worn down covers and discoloured pages, Taehyung couldn’t help but admire the way she looked in that moment, but as she presented him with the books, Taehyung cleared his throat, his cheeks reddening once more. Hearing her explanations, Taehyung nodded, his heart favouring The Summoning just because of how Cosette’s eyes lit up while speaking of the plot. “I choose this one, then.” Taehyung smiled. “Thank you, Cosette,” Taehyung bit his lip, studying her for a moment. “It’s nice to see a book so loved.” And damn it, why did Taehyung feel jealous of a book? He wanted to feel her hands on him, make her feel loved in the way the book’s characters loved each other. “You uh... look beautiful, by the way.”

Camille smiled as Namjoon shifted closer, and she laid back, relaxed as she allowed an arm to fall across her stomach, her other arm around Namjoon’s broad shoulders as she drifted in the water. “The offer to join me still stands, babe,” Camille promised with a smirk of her own, but as he told her that he enjoyed the view from where he was, Camille blushed, biting her lip. “You’re not so bad yourself from where I’m sitting.” She winked, lifting her hand to play with one of the straps of her bikini, just admiring the handsome man in the water who stole her attention easily.

Cosette listened quietly to Taehyung, though she smiled as she watched him and shook her head. “It’s nothing to thank me for,” she assured quietly as she took him in, though she was aware, once more, of the fact that they were alone, and now they were so close, she was standing right in front of him, and she couldn’t help but watch him, taking him in, hyper aware of his presence, his very existence. “It’s a great choice, I hope you’ll like it. It’s not just romance, but action and mystery, supernatural… It’s all mixed in a way that makes it seem just right.” She chewed on her lip, though, her cheeks warming when she heard Taehyung’s compliment, her gaze locking onto his, and she swore her breath caught in her throat for a moment. “Th-Thank you…” she managed, shifting a bit, unaware it caused her to shift closer. “You look… Pretty amazing.”

Namjoon grinned slightly, unable to help it, and he arched an amused but interested brow as he watched her. “Babe?” he teased lightly as he watched her, enjoying the sight of her, the view, loving that she was there, right there, and that he didn’t have to worry about any consequences of feeling the way he did for her. At least not throughout this week. “Well, if you insist.” He smirked slightly, unable to help it, eager to be closer to her, and he shifted, carefully getting onto the lilo. His skin touched hers, brushing against hers easily, and he enjoyed the way it made him feel, the way he felt alive with such simple contact, and he enjoyed being this close to her in general. Settling down onto the lilo, he let himself relax, stretching out a bit, but still remaining careful, not wanting to cause them to tip over, just wanting to enjoy being this close to her, having her there. “What are you planning to do for your birthday?”

Taehyung held the book to his chest as if it was the most important treasure in the world, because it belonged to Cosette and he wanted to show her that he respected her. Reaching to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, Taehyung bit his lip as their eyes locked, and he was certain that Cupid shot him through the heart multiple times, because Taehyung was damn certain that Cosette was all he wanted, and more. As she shifted closer, Taehyung’s cheeks reddened into a blush. “C - Cosette,” Taehyung murmured. “Can I kiss you?” He asked, his voice low but heavy with excitement because he would be indulging his wishes for once instead of disciplining himself. She was what he wanted, he might as well allow himself a luxury - if she permitted.

Camille grinned as Namjoon climbed on, and to distribute their weight evenly, Camille straddled Namjoon’s legs, tying her hair into a ponytail as she studied him. “Yes, babe.” She teased in return, the feeling of Namjoon’s skin against hers a spark that seemed to have been waiting forever to ignite. Biting her lip, Camille studied how comfortable Namjoon looked and she grinned, admitting to herself that she enjoyed being this close to him. Hearing his question though, Camille pulled a face. “Ah, we didn’t have anything planned...” she confessed.

Cosette watched Taehyung quietly, her eyes running over his features, taking in all the small details that she could, because she’d never been this close to him before, and she wanted to memorize what it was like, the whole experience of it. When he spoke, though, she settled back on his eyes, intent on ensuring that she was listening to him, that he had her full attention. As she processed his words, she felt her cheeks warm, and her words stuck in her throat for a moment before she nodded. “Y-Yes,” she answered quietly.

Namjoon was surprised to feel Camille straddling him, and he tried not to be affected by it, though he couldn’t really fight the way his body reacted, especially in a position like this. “Well, then, babe,” he started, grinning as he watched her, reaching to rest his hands on her hips to keep her steady, “Perhaps I can take you out to do something fun tonight, for your birthday? Or we can do whatever you want.” He shrugged, wanting to leave the choice up to her. It was her birthday, after all; he just wanted to make sure she had fun, that she enjoyed herself.

Taehyung gently placed the book onto the shelf so that he didn’t drop it, but hearing Cosette give him her permission to kiss her had Taehyung nervous and yet giddy, because it meant there was a possibility she was feeling what he was feeling. Stepping forward, Taehyung rested his hands gently on Cosette’s waist. “Come here, little one.” He smiled, leading her forward before leaning down to press his lips to hers in a sweet, yet passionate kiss, his hands tightening around her form in a way that was almost possessive, as if Taehyung claimed Cosette for himself. He wished he could. He wanted to. Feeling her lips against his was like a dream come true.

Camille relaxed as Namjoon rested his hands on her hips, and she grinned with his words, stealing his sunglasses to put on her head. “Hmm, that’s an offer I really can’t refuse, baby.” Camille grinned. “What do you suggest?” She asked. “I’m sure anything is better than nothing.” Camille hummed - as long as she got to spend it with Namjoon by her side, she didn’t really mind.

Cosette swore every fiber of her being came to life when she felt Taehyung’s lips against hers. She wasted no time in returning the kiss, her cheeks warm, her heart swelling with the fact that she was kissing the man she loved. Still kissing him, she hesitantly shifted closer, reaching to slide her arms around his neck, not wanting the moment to end.

Namjoon grinned up at her, admiring the sight of his sunglasses on her head, admiring her in general, swearing she was the most perfect thing to ever exist. “We could go out for dinner?” he suggested, “We drove past a restaurant on the way here - not that the restaurant here isn’t great, it’s perfect, but I’d love to just… Spend time together, just the two of us, away from distractions, and certainly away from my friends, who’ll do everything they can to pop in at the most inconvenient times to embarrass me.” He squeezed her hips, shifting a bit to tug her down, pressing his forehead to hers with a grin. “Would you like that?”

Taehyung smiled into the kiss as Cosette returned it, and pulling away for a moment, Taehyung rested his forehead to Cosette’s, catching his breath before kissing her again, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her against him, sharing body heat and passion and adoration for the other. Playfully nipping at Cosette’s bottom lip, Taehyung grinned again, because this moment had been everything he wished for and more, and it certainly met his expectations. “So I have a proposal.” Taehyung murmured. “You come to my room tonight, we can just waste time - if you’re not too wrapped up in your birthday plans...” he breathed. “I just... don’t want to let you go, Cosette. Not now. Not yet. Not ever, really.” He admitted, his cheeks beating up once more as he pressed his lips to hers once more.

Camille gasped as Namjoon pulled her down, and she laughed, pushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “That sounds pretty perfect to me - I would love that.” Camille admitted, biting her lip as their foreheads stayed connected, their breaths mingling with the other’s. “How can I make it up to you?” Camille asked, peering into Namjoon’s soft brown eyes, certain she could stay like this with him forever.

Cosette grinned against his lips, enjoying every moment of the kiss, certain she felt goosebumps on her skin, because it was just so… Right, so perfect, and she didn’t want it to end, she didn’t want to part from Taehyung, not even for a moment. When he pulled back, she’d almost been disappointed, but as he spoke, she blinked with surprise but smiled and shook her head. “I don’t have any plans,” she murmured quietly, “So I’d really like that…” She chewed on her lip but grinned when she felt his lips against hers again, and she wasted no time in returning it, enjoying the contact, enjoying the moment.

Namjoon had started to feel nervous after making the suggestion, worried that perhaps she would think it was creepy or even suspicious, that it would cause her to not want to be around him at all, and that was the last thing he ever wanted. When she answered, though, he grinned slightly. “Yeah?” he asked quietly, reaching to rest a hand on her cheek, his thumb brushing over the skin of her cheek gently as he watched her. “Good, I’m glad. I’ll make sure it’s perfect.” He made a mental note not to forget to grab her a gift ahead of time, though. He chuckled, though. “You don’t have to make it up to me. It’s your birthday.” He grinned as he watched her, taking her in. “Though, I can admit that I would like to kiss you right about now. Would that be okay?”

Taehyung smiled as Cosette told him that she’d like to spend more time with him, because the scenario certainly felt like something out of his most desired dreams. Resting his hands at the back of Cosette’s thighs, Taehyung pulled away to murmur 'jump', catching her as she did and supporting her as she wrapped her legs around his middle. Pressing Cosette into the nearest wall, Taehyung kissed down from her lips to her jaw, trailing down her neck and back up to her lips, enjoying the feeling of her warm, goosebumped flesh against his lips, because it meant that he had just as much of an effect on her as she had on him. Digging his nails into the flesh of her thighs, Taehyung grinned as he pressed another kiss to Cosette’s lips, the taste of her lip balm driving him crazy in the best ways.

Camille smiled softly, closing her eyes as Namjoon rested his large hand against her cheek, his skin inviting and warm. Biting her lip, Camille opened her eyes as he continued to speak. “I want to make it up to you,” she murmured with a grin, and as he asked if it was okay to kiss her, Camille made the first move, hovering over his thighs as she pressed her lips to his, her hands resting on his chest, certain she could feel his heartbeat beneath her delicate fingertips.

Cosette giggled quietly, breathily, when Taehyung had her jump, and her legs locked in place around his waist as she pressed close to him, drawing him closer. She shuddered, giving a quiet noise when his lips wandered to her jaw and neck, the attention driving her crazy, but she was quick to return the kiss when his lips met hers again, hungrily enjoying the contact, the warmth they shared.

Namjoon grinned when he felt Camille’s lips against his, and he returned the kiss happily, desperately enjoying the moment, the way kissing her made him feel. He was sure his pulse had quickened, and he was hyper aware of her, of her skin under his fingers, of the way her hair fell in his face, of the water still dripping down the both of them. His fingers squeezing her hips gently, he drew her closer to himself, deepening the kiss, wanting to stay lost in this feeling, in her.

Taehyung exhaled happily as Cosette drew him closer, just the fact that she was this close to begin with clouding his mind in the most wonderful way. “You’re so beautiful like this,” Taehyung whispered against her lips - she was beautiful anyway, she always had been, but the fact he had her to himself, wrapping around him, was driving Taehyung crazy. Kissing down the side of her neck once more, Taehyung nipped gently at her skin, the smell of her perfume mixed in with a scent that was just so Cosette. Moaning quietly, Taehyung looked to Cosette with lust blown eyes. “Cosette... tell me you want this. If you say yes, I’ll make this a day to remember...” and damn it, he meant it. He would do anything for her.

Camille’s nails dug into the bare skin of Namjoon’s chest as he returned the kiss, and only one thought crossed her mind: that she had wanted this for so fucking long. “God, Namjoon,” Camille breathed. “You’re driving me crazy here...” Camille murmured, going to kiss him again, unable to stop herself now the knew she could. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Camille pulled him closer so their chests were pressed together, just the feeling of his skin against hers driving her crazy.

Cosette could feel her cheeks warming more, if that was even possible, and she angled her neck, shuddering as Taehyung kissed her neck. Unable to help it, she let out a quiet whine, shifting a bit needily. But, when Taehyung spoke, she blinked with surprise, watching him, and she just knew her face was as red as it could possibly get, her words stuck in her throat. “I…” she started, but the words wouldn’t come out. Swallowing, she chewed on her lip and shifted, burying her face against his neck to calm herself down, to reign herself in. “I want this, Mr. Kim,” she breathed out eventually, shifting to kiss his neck to emphasize her words.

Namjoon grunted when he felt Camille’s nails digging into his skin, though he grinned over her lips, holding her closer, squeezing her hips, his thumbs running along her exposed skin. “Glad it’s not just me,” he murmured over her lips easily, smirking as he nipped at her lips, drawing her as close as he could manage to get her, feeling her skin make contact with his in all the best ways. Shifting, he pulled back to kiss her jawline and neck, nipping at the skin he could reach, not wanting the moment to end, not wanting to ever losing the feeling of being with her like this. But still… “Do you want to go somewhere more private, away from prying eyes?” he asked over her skin, nipping gently with a grin.

Taehyung smirked as Cosette whined, and as she shifted, Taehyung tested the water and dug his nails into the soft flesh of her thighs, feeling himself become almost desperate for her, because he had her right where he wanted her - all he needed now was for Cosette to cry out his name in the filthiest of circumstances, to feel her underneath him... groaning with the thought, Taehyung pressed his hips to Cosette's so she could feel just what sort of affect she had on him, and Taehyung bit his lip. "You see what you do to me, little one?" He breathed huskily, deep voice an octave lower than usual from arousal. Walking to the bed, Taehyung gently lower Cosette down, hovering over her as she buried her face against his neck. Taehyung took the moment to hold the beauty close, wanting her to know that this was far more than lust coursing through his veins. Pressing a kiss to the side of her head, Taehyung let out a moan as Cosette kissed his neck, causing him to shift once more. "Then tell me what to do." He murmured, pulling away from her reluctantly. "Tell me what you want." He leaned to murmur over her lips.

Camille grinned as Namjoon murmured over her lips, chasing each kiss and nip almost desperately, running her hands through his hair, biting her lip as she tugged at the damp strands of his hair at the back of his neck, their bodies flush together. "Mm," She sighed happily, her head tilting backwards as he kissed sweetly at her jawline and neck, gasping and gripping to his biceps as he nipped at her skin. "I - yeah, I want to go somewhere more private." She nodded, panting slightly with anticipation, climbing off the lilo and dipping into the pool once more, turning to look at him as she waded in the water. "You coming, or what?" She winked, biting her lip as she climbed out of the pool, tying her cover up around her waist as she pretended not to be in a hurry, wanting Namjoon to think he didn't have that much of an affect on her.

Cosette couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her lips when she felt Taehyung press his hips to hers, and she did her best not to arch to him when all she really wanted was more contact, desperate for it. When she felt the bed under her, she couldn’t help but to grasp at Taehyung, wanting him as close as she could get him, enjoying his reactions, the way his voice sounded in the moments he spoke, the way his breathing changed. When he pulled away, she watched him, her eyes searching his, and she shifted, cupping his face in her hands. “I just want you,” she murmured over his lips in return, leaning to kiss him deeply, needily.

Namjoon grunted when he felt Camille gripping at his biceps, enjoying the feeling, enjoying all the ways she reacted to him, the way her body reacted to his touches, to his kisses, and he grinned against her neck when she tugged at his hair. “Then, we’ll go somewhere private,” he told her, backing away when she climbed off, smirking as he watched her, admiring her in the water, and it didn’t take him long to follow her. Once he was out of the pool, he grabbed his towel, but slid an arm around her waist, leaning to kiss and nip at her skin playfully, wanting to torment her further, wanting to see her reactions more, and he smirked against her skin. “Where should we go?”

Taehyung saw the affect he had on Cosette as she murmured over his lips, and he could admit easily that she had just as much of an affect on him - she was beautiful, everything he'd ever wished for in a woman, and the fact that she longed for him too made Taehyung feel as though the universe was completely in his favour. "God, you're beautiful - you're so beautiful." And he was sure he could repeat it like a mantra, because he wanted - needed - her to know that she was the most gorgeous thing he'd ever lay eyes on. Returning Cosette's kiss just as hungrily, needily, Taehyung began to kiss down her neck, playfully nipping at her skin, groaning happily as he caught scent of her perfume once more, the scent just so addicting, so incredibly Cosette. Shifting further down, Taehyung pressed kisses between the valley of Cosette's breasts, grinning his boxy grin as he took the edge of Cosette's bikini top into his mouth, pulling it down with his mouth as his hands grabbed at her hips, squeezing gently as he revelled in the sight before him. Sliding his hands up the slight arch in Cosette's back, he expertly unhooked her top, making a playful growling noise as he yanked the top away with his mouth, taking it in his hand and throwing it across the room, seeing the goosebumps raise across Cosette's skin. "God, look at you." Taehyung moaned, leaning down to press a kiss to the bottom of her throat, just above her breasts. "A fucking vision."

Camille giggled as Namjoon playfully attacked her with kisses and gentle nibbles, and pressing a hand to Namjoon's chest, she gently nudged him away with a clear, playful expression as people watched on, although her pupils were dilated with need, her body aching, longing to feel Namjoon in any possible way. Camille wanted to show the gorgeous man that she was so much more than some school girl with a stupid crush, she was a woman who wanted more than just a quick fuck - she wanted more from him, wanting desperately for whatever had ignited between them to grow to an inferno that nobody could control. "I think I know a place." Camille smirked then, her demeanour returning as she threw a wink over her shoulder. Taking Namjoon's hand, Camille acted as collected as she could so her Father's staff wouldn't suspect anything too scandalous, taking Namjoon into a private shower room used by people coming from the sauna and jacuzzi. Closing the door gently, Camille undid her bikini top, looking to Namjoon with a smirk as she let it fall to the floor. "What're you waiting for, babe?" She smirked, pressing herself against the door, locking it with a quick turn of her hand. "All talk, no action?"

Cosette could feel her cheeks warming more as she watched Taehyung, and she chewed on her lip to try to contain herself, though she couldn’t help but to enjoy the way it felt to be like this with him, even despite how shy she was. “You’re driving me crazy,” she admitted quietly, shuddering with his lips against her skin, shifting a bit despite herself, and she leaned to kiss his neck.

Namjoon smirked slightly when he saw Camille undoing her top, and he took her in, admiring her. “You’re clearly underestimating me, hm?” he asked easily before he made his way over, sliding his arms around her to draw her closer before he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her deeply. It wasn’t long before his lips trailed down to her neck, though, and his hands began to wander, massaging her waist before he moved to massage her breasts teasingly.

Taehyung smirked with Cosette's words as she kissed his neck, and he tilted his head back to welcome her, lips slightly parted in pleasure that only Cosette could give him. Letting out a breathy moan, Taehyung's hands settled at Cosette's hips, and he shifted to pin her down playfully, keeping his eye contact to let her know that if she wanted to, she could stop this at any moment, say the word, and he'd listen. "Good." He breathed. "Let me make you feel good, baby." He nuzzled into her neck then, planting hot, open mouthed kisses to her skin, the smell of her perfume enough to drive him just as crazy as her. "Because that's all I want to do." He murmured into her skin, before kissing downwards to her breasts, his lips wrapping around the nipple of her right breast, sucking on it for a moment before he groaned, unable to keep his patience as he kissed down her abdomen, squeezing her hips with grip that was almost vice tight.

Camille smiled into Namjoon's lips, gently nipping and tugging at his lower lip. "Well then, I suppose you have to prove to me that you're able to keep up." Camille murmured into his mouth, although her cocky demeanour almost ceased as she felt his full lips travel down to her neck, and she sighed happily, although when Namjoon's large hands met her breasts, Camille moaned, her head falling back a little bit with just how good his warm hands felt against her cooling skin. "I love it when you touch me like that," Camille whined, her nails scratching down Namjoon's abdomen teasingly, reaching the waistband of his swimming trunks and playfully pulling at the drawstrings. "But you're gonna have to do better, baby."

Cosette gave a surprised noise when Taehyung pinned her down, but she couldn’t help but grow all the more excited with the action, her eyes searching his almost pleadingly. “Okay,” she whispered quietly, eager to know what the day had in store for them. As his kisses traveled, she couldn’t help but shudder, her breath hitching in her throat, feeling her body quiver when he moved lower. Shifting, she tried to watch him, curious, but also just wanting him, wanting everything he could offer, swearing that every ounce of attention she was receiving from him was driving her crazy.

Namjoon groaned with Camille’s teasing, aware this girl was going to drive him up a wall, and he couldn’t even complain. Everything about her was addictive, beautiful, amazing - and it all just made him want her all the more. “Sweetheart, trust me, I can keep up better than you might think,” he muttered easily, smirking against her skin, enjoying the moan that escaped her lips. “Fuck, you’re making it hard to control myself.” Not that he even wanted to control himself at this point, he just wanted to show her that he could please her in any way she could imagine. “You haven’t seen anything yet.” Playfully, his hand ran lower, rubbing her through her swimsuit.

Taehyung was certain that if he could experience this moment every day for the rest of his life, he certainly wouldn't turn down the offer - he wanted Cosette in every way he could have her, but most of all, he just wanted her to love, to feel her love in return, to ensure that she was safe and knew just how much he adored her. Leaving a gentle kiss just below Cosette's belly button, Taehyung peered up at her with darkened eyes, lustful and focused on her. "You're so beautiful, little one." Taehyung's hands travelled the expanse of her thighs, and he felt a shudder of excitement, a shudder of want, run down his spine. Gently hooking his fingers through the band of her swimming pants, Taehyung lowered them down, kissing each part of exposed skin as he did. Throwing them to the side once they were completely off, Taehyung pressed kisses to Cosette's ankle, her knee, the insides of her thighs, wanting to be patient before he could get to where he so desperately wanted to be. "Patience is a virtue, you know?" Taehyung grinned then, peering up at her. "And lucky for the both of us, my love, I have none." And with his words, Taehyung licked a fat stripe over Cosette's entrance, sighing in content once he got to taste her.

Camille smirked with Namjoon's words. "You can talk, sure, but you have to prove that, baby." She teased, running her fingers through his hair with appreciation, because Namjoon was all Camille had ever wanted - she had gone from a school girl crush to having sex with her teacher, and she was certain every girl in her grade would pay to be exactly where she was now. Laughing, Camille looked up at the taller man. "What if that's exactly my point? What if I don't want you to have any self control? What if I don't want you to hold back at all?" She challenged, but once he start rubbing her through her swimsuit, Camille whimpered, her back against the door as her eyes closed in a moment of bliss, her hands gripping to his bicep, ensuring her nails dug into his caramel skin just enough for him to feel. "F - fuck, Namjoon." Camille whimpered. "If you don't fuck me against this door right now, I'm gonna go crazy."