Taemin pulled me to his bedroom. It was pretty big, with a balcony showing off a bright full moon. I'm surprised Onew didn't transform. Maybe it's because he was inside and not out in the full moon. Weird.
Taemin shut and locked his door, his hand still clasping my wrist. Then, he turned to me, and backed me up. 'What?!' I spat. I was still angry for reason I have no idea why. Taemin's eyes studied mine, still backing me up. 'What?!' I repeated. Taemin had backed me up until I fell onto his bed. He pushed me down, climbing on top of me and pinning my wrists on either side of my head on the mattress. 'Taemin what the hell are you doing?!' I demanded. He still didn't answer, and bent down. His eyes were filled with emotions. Fear. Love. Anger. And care. All those things glistened in his deep, chocolate brown eyes. His face was inches from mine. 'Taemin! Answer me!' I said. Taemin's lips stayed together, and I felt his breathing on mine as he bent closer.
Taemin pressed his lips onto mine. I felt the anger inside me slowly dissolve. I relaxed my tensing muscles, my face lifting. I met his gently force on my lips, and his grip on my wrists loosened. Our mouths moved in sync, slotting perfectly with each other. Taemin soon let go of my wrists, and placed his hands on my sides, rubbing up and down. I tangled my fingers in his black hair, deepening the kiss. Taemin slowly began grinding on me, and I felt his 'friend' grow hard. His hands went up my shirt, pulling it over my head. He detached our lips, smirked at me, then began to kiss my tummy. I propped myself on my elbows the watch him, anxiety filling my body. I didn't want him to find out about the bite. Or the fact I met an enemy of his and the boys. It would probably break his trust in me.
Taemin clawed the hem of my skirt, when I pulled myself from him. I didn't want him to stop, but I was under too much fear to let him remove the ribbon and..... Y'know. Taemin looked at me, surprise written all over his face. 'S-Sorry. I'm just n-not in the m-mood.' I excused, getting off the bed. I didn't bother to put on my shirt, just picked it up. 'Why are you doing this to me? First, you got angry at us for reasons unknown, then you let me kiss you, but then you push me away when I'm trying to calm you down. Why are you doing this?' He asked, his voice filled with hurt. I felt tears well up in my eyes, and averted them from his hurt expression. 'You don't want to know.' I mumbled. Taemin stood up, and rested a hand on my bare lower back. 'Tell me what's wrong. You haven't been yourself since Gym.....' He said. I shook my head. 'I love you too much to tell you.' I muttered, and walked away. Taemin grabbed my arm. 'Babe, please. You're not happy.' He pleaded. I looked back at him, trying to hold back the tears threatening to fall. 'No. I'm fine. I just..... Need to be alone.' I lied, and drew my arm away, running out his room. I don't know if he still loves me anymore after that, but I'd much rather have his trust than let him have sex with me without knowing what happened.