chimtaexx

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Stranger Cities (m)

stranger cities (m)

summary ⇾ alone and single in paris - the city of love. that is until, you meet him and he turns your lonely night into a valentine’s day you won’t ever forget.

genre ⇾ smut, fluff, tiny bit of angst

warnings ⇾ body worshiping, impregnation kink, oral, unprotected sex, foul language

words ⇾ 5.5k

authors note ⇾ this is a repost from my previous blog that I abandoned 2 years ago but i’ve recently decided to start writing again! i wrote this as a little something for those who, like me, are constantly worried about spending your life alone

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coming to paris was what you would call - a last minute decision.

after recently splitting from a relationship that seemed to be your whole life, you were in desperate need of a change in scenery. it seemed like you had spent your entire relationship just trying to get the affection you so desperately craved and when you had finally chalked up the balls to tell him to put a ring on it or get out - no one could blame you for running away when, instead of getting on one knee like you had hoped, he was packed and gone the next day. you were embarrassed to say the least and more importantly heart broken. you laid crying in bed for days. however, the tears had long since dried and you were no longer dwelling on a life that could’ve been. instead you stood sipping on your third glass of champagne and gazing out from the roof top restaurant, enchanted with the sight before you.

it was early into the night. people still stuck in their cars as they waited in work traffic, the sounds of honking cars and bustling feet could still be heard from the street below. you merely tuned them out as you continued to stare off into the horizon, the tall silhouette of the Eiffel Tower peeking out from in front of the clouds. the light from the setting sun reflected in your eyes as you brung the rim of your glass up to your lips.

“beautiful, isn’t she?”

a voice from your right startled you from your spot leaning against the metal railing, champagne sloshing in your hand from the surprise.

“shit.” you quietly cursed the person as you shook your hand of the wasted alcohol and turned to look at the offender. however what greeted you instantly made you forget your train of thought.

“the tower i mean- isn’t that what you were looking at?” the alarmingly deep voice belonged to a man dressed in black slacks and a white button up, long trench coat stretched over wide shoulders. the words came from plush red lips that lifted into a bashful box like grin and atop his head sat hair that was a rich chocolate brown. the tresses seemed to match the shining almond shaped eyes that beautifully reflected every color of the sky as they flicked back over to your face at the lack of response. “oh excuse me- tu ne parles pas anglais?”

you distinctly recognized the words as French and you couldn’t help but think how sexy the language sounded rolling off his tongue. finally with mortification you realized that he was still expecting an answer.

“no! I mean yes…I do speak english.” you rushed to respond, mentally cursing your ability to make any situation awkward.

“I see…maybe I am intruding, yes? You look like you wanted to be alone.” he asked, brows furrowed and pretty lips turning into a frown. he seemed to have an accent that thickly coated his words and you briefly wondered if he was native to France.

“No-no you’re fine. I could use some company.” You laughed lightly to ease the tension before gesturing back to the view. “And yes it is very beautiful.”

he merely offered you another kind smile and turned back to the horizon in front of the two of you. it was quiet as you booth stood; him sipping on a glass of dark red wine and you still nursing the champagne you had before the man wandered over. the heels on your feet were starting to hurt like hell and you instantly regretted shoving your toes in the nude pumps at the beginning of the evening. the pain must’ve started to show on your face as the man next to you looked on with concern.

“would you like to sit ms…”

“Y/N. my names Y/N and yes thank you.” you smiled gratefully and allowed him to accompany you over to a table set up in the corner of the rooftop.

by now the sun had set behind the clouds and the sky was just starting to light up with stars. before the restaurant relied on the daylight but now small lanterns, hung from looming wires, illuminated the space. people were bustling about in their own conversations and in their own little worlds. yet here you were sitting alone with a strange man in a strange city.

“my names taehyung by the way.” his voice once again snapped you out of your thoughts causing you to send him a look of confusion. “I only thought it fair since I know yours now.”

“I don’t mean to sound rude, but why are you being so…kind?” the question had been sitting on your tongue for a while now.

“well you are very beautiful.” he said this with a small smile and a charming look in his eyes. “too beautiful to be alone in the city of love. I wonder - is there someone that should be accompanying you tonight?”

his question caused a small frown to spread across your face and your gaze to fall to your hands clasped in your lap. “no..there isn’t actually.”

“ah okay...then, what are you doing here in the wonderful city of paris?” his eyes seemed to come alive with the mentioning of the city’s name, arms opening and gesturing towards the surrounding area. watching the man look so at comfortable in his own skin made you envious.

“I don’t really know…running I suppose.” you shrugged and looked off into the distance.

“running from what may I ask?” he said. he seemed to be full of questions.

“it seems silly, since I am in the city of love, but that’s exactly what i’m running from. love.” you sighed and trailed your gaze back over to look at taehyung, finding that his eyes had never left you. the intensity of his stare made you shift in your seat and a small blush to settle on your cheeks.

“oh do continue. I am nothing but open ears.” it didn’t take much convincing for you to tell your story, you had never had a chance to get what happened off your chest properly. you merely informed your friends and immediate family that you were going on a trip and would be back in a month. that had been practically two weeks ago.

“it’s nothing really. his name was yoongi; we were…high school sweethearts. I always knew that he was a bit hard to get through to, but I guess I just thought that if I stuck around long enough he would eventually open up to me.” you said, laughing lightly at your own words. “it was stupid to think he could love anything more than his music.”

it was silent as taehyung registered your words. he could see that you were obviously still hurt by what happened.

“you shouldn’t dwell on something that happened in the past or some loser who couldn’t appreciate what he had.” he said, gaze still strained on you, never wavering.

“that’s easy for you to say. I mean- look at you!” you gestured wildly to the man in front of you. “you look like that!” your words caused taehyung to laugh quietly.

“looks are not the only thing that make a person. the personality is what counts.” you scoffed at cliche use of words.

“i’m serious!” taehyung countered and chuckled at your obvious disbelief before reaching across the table and grasping the hand that reached for your champagne glass. “and I for one think that you are positively radiant. body and mind.”

his words caused a blush to settle on your cheeks and you shyly ducked your head.

“I don’t know about that…” you shook your head and peered up at him from underneath your lashes.

“nonsense! trust me, by the end of the night i’ll have you feeling like the sexiest woman in all of paris.” his words and eyes held a promise that made you shudder at the idea of how he planned to uphold it. but for now you merely smiled and nodded your head in acknowledgment of his words.

for the rest of the night you two talked about anything and everything. he seemed to be an endless pit of money judging by the many appetizers and bottles of wine he was able to keep ordering. you might of tried every french delicacy in the place from escargot to café gourmand. and of course being in France you had to try a couple glasses of wine.

“this is a bordeaux 1988 merlot.” his eyes watched intensely as you took a sip of the dark red liquid, lips sealing over the rim of the glass. “taste the richness of the plum and the light hint of cedar.”

oh you were tasting something alright. the deepness of his voice made his words sound like a purr and the staring contest you two seemed to have going on made you squirm in your seat. at the sight at you moving around he merely smirked and continued on tasting his dessert. you almost wished he would stop with the food and move on the main course, you.

when the night was finally over and both of your belly’s were full, sweet tooth sated, he offered to escort you out. taehyung had been nothing but a gentleman the entire night and you hoped you would be able to see the other side to him that was surely hiding behind charming words and gentle touches. it seemed as if your wishes had been heard when at the exit of the building he asked where you were staying. when you informed him of your lodgings at a local hotel just around the corner he seemed almost appalled.

“that mustn’t do. those places do nothing but sell you a fake experience of France and overcharge you for it.” he said with a wave of his hand. “obviously you’ll have to stay at my place for the night.”

“y-your place?” you couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“yes…is that a problem.” his words practically challenged you to say anything but no. you almost felt like trying your luck just to see what would happen, but you ultimately agreed on it. you almost preened at the idea of staying at the handsome mans home. a man such as taehyung would only settle for the best and most luxurious. once you saw his car you were instantly proved right. the car ride was silent besides the sound of quiet jazz music that played on the radio. it seemed taehyung really liked the saxophone.

“I used to play when I was younger. it’s kind of a hobby.” he said, glancing from the road to send you a quick grin.

“oh? so what do you do now.” your words showed your obvious curiosity.

“i’m an investor mostly. for instance, I own about thirty percent of that restaurant you were at. actually the reason I was there was for a business meeting.” he said it so casually as if owning a five star restaurant wasn’t such an important thing. “surprised?”

“well yeah! I had no idea you owned the place. if you don’t mind me asking how did the meeting go?”

“oh I ended up not going. something far more important caught my attention.” he said. his eyes held a glint of something you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

arriving at his home, you were greeted by a lofty penthouse that overlooked the entire city of Paris. the doorman outside the building definitely made the place seem like it was only made for the best of the best and you quickly felt out of place. taehyung sensing your discomfort placed a gentle hand on your lower back, guiding you through the lobby and sending small greetings to the staff. the ride up the elevator was so silent that you could a hear pin drop. that was why your gasp was jarring in the small space when you caught taehyungs intense stare in the reflective surface of the wall. you had finally figured out what you had been seeing in his eyes the entire night, hunger.

“taehyung…” your voice caused him to turn his head and look at you. “touch me.”

his figure was like a blur in the reflection and you barely had to time to breathe before he had you up against the wall of the elevator. his scent was intoxicating as he pressed his body close to you, lips sealing over your own. it was almost as if you had been waiting all your life to kiss the man. just the simple touch of his mouth against yours had you letting out a desperate moan. your hands didn’t seem to know where to go as you ran them through his hair before clutching to his back as if your life depended on it.

“fuck I’ve been wanting to do this all night.” he said, voice even deeper than before. his lips continued to stray from your lips to your neck, kissing along your pulse. his teeth nipped at the supple skin, sure to leave purple marks the next day and the idea of being marked by the man made you happier than it should have. you could feel something hardening against your thigh and couldn’t help but grind against it in curiosity. the effect was immediate, taehyung growling against your neck and pushing you farther up the wall, fingers ripping at the collar of your dress in order to get more of your exposed skin.

“taehyung!” you cried. “this dress was expensive!”

“i’ll get you three more just like it.” he said before continuing to leave marks in his wake. you laughed before letting out a small gasp at the nip he gave you in retaliation.

you two almost didn’t hear the ding of the elevator as it finally opened to what you assumed was taehyungs loft. he stepped away finally allowing you a moment to clear your head before he grabbed your hand and pulled you from the confines of the elevator. you didn’t have much time to look around his apartment but from what you could see it was very modern. before you could observe more of the apartments decor, he was pulling you in the direction of the bedroom.

immediately after walking into the room taehyung lifted you and threw you onto the plush king sized bed in the middle of the room, your body bouncing on to the pile of what seemed like a million pillows. you couldn’t help but giggle at the feeling before you caught sight of taehyung slowly stripping off his shirt button by button. your breath caught in your throat. his dark gaze raked over the expanse of your body splayed out before him, never knowing where to stop before they finally landed on your face.

“beautiful…” his words caused you to blush and you couldn’t help but to feel self-conscious. a beautiful man was here ready to practically worship you and yet you still felt like you weren’t enough.

“don’t say that.” you said meekly, ducking your head. “I know i’m not the prettiest girl out there. you could probably have any girl you wanted yet you’re stuck with...this.”

you gestured to your most likely awry hair and smudged makeup, torn dress hanging from your shoulder. your words made taehyung frown.

“even if that were true, which it isn’t, it doesn’t matter because I obviously want you.” he said.

taehyung saw the hesitance in your face before proceeding to kneel on the bed, crawling his way up your body. his hands paved the way for him as he held himself above you, brown eyes gazing down at you from underneath brown bangs. the hardness in his pants was once again pressed against your thigh.

“do you feel that?” he said. “how hard I am for you.”

you breathed out a whine at his words and nodded your head in response. you couldn’t help but reach up and run your hands over his exposed chest, pushing the fabric of his shirt off his shoulders, leaving the material to pool around his wrists. taehyung merely placed a gentle kiss on your lips before lifting himself to kneel at the foot of the bed, throwing his shirt carelessly to the side.

“now strip.”

you didn’t think your face could get any redder at this point and you were glad to be rid of the body clad dress as you felt like you were sweltering in a heat only you could feel.

hesitantly you began to peel the torn material off your body, taehyung watching you the entire time. when the dress fell down to your waist exposing your braless chest you felt nervousness start to course through your body. before you could lift your arms to cover yourself in shame taehyung gripped your wrists and shook his head. with a quick motion he had you pinned underneath him once more, this time your arms glasped tightly in his hands above your head.

“amazing.” taehyung breathed out, staring down at your chest that jutted out in the position. he took both your arms in one hand before using the other to massage your breast. the tips of his calloused fingers caused your nipples to pebble under their ministrations and you had to fight a mewl from escaping your lips as he tweaked the small bud.

“you sound so pretty, princess. let me hear more of those cute little sounds.” you felt his breath against your cheek as he muttered the words and the nickname caused the flush on your cheeks to spread down to your chest. you almost wished your hands were free so you could wind your hands in the those beautiful brown tresses atop his head, but you couldn’t couldn’t help but admit that you liked the feeling of helplessness the position gave you. yet you were still able to lift a leg to wrap around his waist, using it as leverage to lift your hips up and grind against the hard member you felt poking at your thigh.

the friction caused taehyung to let out a quiet moan and his eyes to flutter shut, his head dipping down to rest back in the crook of your neck; teeth biting at your skin and tongue licking over the marks as if he couldn’t get enough of you. an especially sharp nip at the skin of your neck made you yelp in surprise.

“taehyung.” you moaned out quietly, eyes closing as you rolled your neck to the side giving the man more access. the whisper of his name only seemed to spur him on as he took your nipple between his forefinger and thumb. the feeling of his member so close to your core made you let out frustrated noises of pleasure and grind harder up against the man. you heard him tut before he lifted his hips from their position against you.

“not so fast princess. I wanna take my time with you.” he smirked at your apparent frustration at his words. you almost wanted to fuck the smug look off his face, but you knew that eventually you would get the chance to make him regret denying you. you had all night after all.

after making sure you knew your place, he leaned down to seal your lips in a passionate kiss. he bit playfully at your bottom lip, the hand on your breast continuing to rub at the sensitive handful of flesh before abandoning it in favor of trailing it down your stomach. the cold tips of his fingers made you flinch at the sensation but that was quickly replaced by pleasure at the feeling of his mouth clasping around a pert nipple. the tips of his fingers slowly sliding your dress down your hips was barely noticeable, outshined only by the his tongue swirling around the nipple in his mouth. you didn’t know when you had got so sensitive but just a bit of taehyung fondling your breast managed to make you soak through your panties, wetness leaking down your thighs.

your head thumped back against the soft sheets of the bed at the feeling of his fingers grazing over the covered mound of your core. you couldn’t help the breath that caught in your throat at the feeling of his fingers barely sliding over your clit through the soaked material of your underwear. your hips jumped at the feeling and moans continued to slip past your lips as he alternated between sucking and biting at the nipples on your chest.

“taehyung I want- I want..” you could barely get the words out past the moans that left your lips.

“patience sweetheart.” he softly chuckled against the skin of your chest before increasing pressure on your clit.

“oh.” you gasped out, toes curling at the mind numbing feeling. the sound caused taehyung to groan as he lifted his head to look into your eyes. he placed a sweet kiss against your lips before finally letting your hands go in favor of sliding down your body. his fingers hooked in the band of your underwear before dragging the material down your knees to pool at your ankles along with your dress. you don’t think you can kick the clothes off any faster.

his hands felt huge as they trailed up your legs, tickling at the supple flesh of your thighs before parting them to gaze down at your fluttering lips. his stare made you feel like you were under the lens of a microscope and you couldn’t help but cover up your red face causing taehyung to tut.

“ah ah ah baby. don’t cover yourself up. ” taehyungs hands reached up to move yours from your face. “ I wanna see the pretty faces you make as I eat your cute little pussy.”

the mere idea of being eaten out used to make you embarrassed; you never felt confident enough to even let your ex see your naked body in the light. yet taehyungs words only had more wetness leaking out of you. judging by taehyungs face you could see he noticed too.

“oh? do you like that idea princess?” his words sounded smug as he finally reached a hand down to graze over your aching clit.

you couldn’t help but try to grind against his hand “taehyung please….”

he chuckled darkly at your desperation before granting your wish; fingers abandoning your clit in favor of dipping a cold finger into your entrance as you whined in a desperate plea.

his finger granted you a brief relief before he pulled it back out to spread the wetness around your pink and abused lips. taehyungs gaze was trained on the sight of his fingers between your legs, eyes dark with lust as he bit his lip. “such a pretty pussy.”

you watched with bated breathe as he brought a soaked digit up to his mouth, tongue peeking out and eyes fluttering closed at the taste. he moaned as he sucked them clean before drawing them out with a pop.

“delicious.”

suddenly his finger dipped back into your entrance, pumping the digit in and out painstakingly slow as his thumb came up to rub at your clit. just when you thought it couldn’t get any better you felt him shove another finger into your fluttering core. you couldn’t help but try to hide your embarrassingly desperate moans behind a hand.

“what did I say earlier, princess?” his thumb rubbed against your clit as he punctuated his words with a thrust of his fingers. “I wanna hear you.”

“fuck….” you whimpered.

your eyes squeezed shut at the slight burn you felt, but it was soon drowned out by the feeling of plush lips trailing up your thigh. the cold tip of his nose shocked you as it bumped up against your clit. yet the feeling was nothing compared to his tongue licking a steady stripe up your slit. glancing down you could see taehyung was clearly caught up in what he was doing as he continued lapping at your clit. you gripped harshly at his sweaty brown hair, hips coming up to get more of his tongue across your core.

the sight of your flushed cheeks and bitten swollen lips, messy hair and chest heaving with pleasure had taehyung palming himself through his slacks. yet even though he was rock hard, getting off was the last thing in his mind. he wanted to watch you unravel.

“absolutely beautiful.” his words vibrated against your clit causing you to whine and grip his hair tighter. your reaction only seemed to spur him on as he continued to devour the wetness leaking from your entrance. he had never tasted anything so delicious and he never wanted to stop.

your climax was quickly sneaking up on you as he continued to pump his digits in and out of your entrance, tongue sucking on your abused clit. despite the tightening coil in your core, taehyung continued; scissoring his fingers as he brought them out and then fucking them back in slow and deep.

“ah- fuck. taehyung please let me cum.” the words left your lips in pants as you leaned your head back and tried desperately to grind your core against his mouth and fingers.

your words only served to make him sharpen his tongue into a point and slide the hot, wet appendage into your entrance. your mouth formed a circle and your eyes clenched shut as you let out a silent moan. sweat ran down both of your faces; your hair stuck to the nape of your neck and taehyungs mouth covered in your release. your hands pushed his face further into your core in order to ride his tongue and he let you have your way briefly before pulling his face away and continuing to fuck you with his fingers.

“that’s it, princess. riding my fingers like a good girl.” his words continued to make the heat in your stomach coil tighter. “go ahead and cum so I can stick my cock in your pretty little cunt.”

his words and increased pace finally had you reaching your climax. tears pricked your eyes as the coil tightened before snapping and a fresh batch of wet leaked out around his fingers. white flashed behind your eyes and all you could hear was your heart thumping in your chest and blood rushing in your ears. your knuckles were practically white as you gripped taehyungs hair riding out your high. harsh pants escaped your lips as you came down from your high; your fingers weakening the hold on taehyungs head.

“that was the most sexiest thing I have ever seen.” taehyungs guttural voice managed to bring you back to reality as you slowly opened your eyes to peer down at the man between your legs. your fingers pushed the sweaty hair off his forehead as you laughed tiredly at taeyhungs words and a grin stretched across your lips.

“wan’ your cock now taehyungie.”

the slurred words caught the man off guard but still caused him to shudder and he had to take a minute to calm himself before he came in his pants. he could only nod as he got up from the spot between your legs, fingers fumbling with his belt as he stripped from his pants. the slacks and underwear lay forgotten with the rest of the clothes as he kneeled before you, member slapping up against his stomach. the sight almost had your mouth watering.

“like what you see, babygirl?” he said smugly.

you couldn’t stop yourself from nodding. even though he wasn’t the thickest, he was considerably more girthy than anyone you had ever taken. not to mention the length was more than desirable. the fat flushed head of his cock was dripping pre cum and you instantly felt bad for making him wait so long. you parted your legs in beckoning and he surged forward to resume his rightful place between your thighs.

“what the princess wants, the princess gets.” he chuckled lowly as he stared down at you. you couldn’t help but hope the look in his eyes was one of love and not just lust. it sounded stupid since you had only met the man that night, but a girl could dream couldn’t she? “brace yourself sweetheart.”

the feeling of his member pushing against your entrance made you intake a sharp breath. he gave you a second before pushing into the hilt, releasing a breathless groan as you squeezed tight around his cock. the feeling of his cock sliding into your fluttering walls had a moan slipping past your lips and your eyes clenching shut.

taehyungs hands were on your hips, holding you firmly to his base as he took a minute to catch his breath before drawing back out. abruptly he shoved his cock back into your entrance, jostling your entire body up the bed.

“I’m gonna fill your pretty pussy up so good.” taehyungs grunted as he thrusted into you, shoving his cock up against your womb. you almost feel like you were too full, and you didn’t know how you were gonna manage as he thrusted upwards into your soaking entrance.

you could only moan in response as he littered your neck with even more bruises than before, using his hands on your hips to guide you down onto his cock while thrusting into you simultaneously.

“princess, you’re so tight.” he groaned lowly in your ear. “do you know how many times I thought about this while talking to you tonight? watching you wrap your lips around those wine glasses when all I wanted was them around my cock, did you want to tease me, hmmm? answer me...”his whispers send a shudder racking down your spine.

“taehyung…please..”

he only growled in response, and slammed into you harder, your breasts shaking from the force. you could only dig your nails into his shoulders, hanging on for the ride and every time he bottomed out you felt your second climax drawing nearer and nearer.

“you look so beautiful like this. you’re making such a mess, leaking all over my cock like this.” his words came out in harsh pants against your cheek, the delicious wet sound of his balls slapping against your slit making you leak even more onto the sheets.

“you’re practically dripping for me.” his cock was twitching inside you and you feel it growing almost unbearably hot. his words come out strained and you instantly knew he was close.

“tae, I want your cum so bad.” you moaned around the words, head thrown back in pleasure.

“oh does my princess want my cum in her tight little pussy? hmm, want me to knock you up and keep you here round with my kids?” taehyungs words have your eyes rolling back into your head as he punctuates them with a thrust. you can feel his cock bulging against your stomach and you nod your head with enthusiasm as you push yourself up against thrusts.

“yes, taehyung! please!” you can feel your climax right around the corner and you’re almost delirious with the feeling. “fill my pussy!”

your words are just the right thing to push him off the edge, giving two hard thrusts before he spilled his cum inside your walls, grasping your waist firmly to seal his hips to yours. the warmth and intensity of his spurts of cum against the entrance to your womb makes you convulse around him as he releases, cum drowning your womb till you’re overflowing with him. he continued to fuck his cum into you with deep thrusts, watching it spill around his length and leak down your thighs, dripping onto the sheets beneath you.

you felt truly and utterly exhausted, the two orgasms taking most of your energy. taehyung continued to pant harshly in your ear before rolling to the side and pulling you to his chest, his spent length slipping out of you. you instantly felt some of his cum dribble out onto your slit and you watched as taehyung reached down to cup what had escaped, pressing his cum back inside you with two fingers causing you to squirm in sensitivity.

“definitely think you’re getting pregnant.” he said with a small chuckle and a dangerous glint in his eye.

“oh you think? don’t think that ones gonna take.” you replied back jockingly.

“we can always go again or…maybe a third time?” he said laughing. his eyes roamed over your tired figure before sighing and reaching up to cup your cheek, his eyes holding a fond look.

“happy valentine’s, mon amour.”

“happy valentines, tae tae.” you said, hand cupping his own on your cheek.

the night had started off lonely and you were more than content to spend it like that. yet you were thankful you had met taehyung, and the cum nestled snugly in your womb made you feel warm from the inside out.

“I just hope the baby isn’t a scorpio.”

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