Narrator: And Taehyung Never Went To The Bathroom For The Rest Of The Livestream

narrator: and taehyung never went to the bathroom for the rest of the livestream

This is the kind of love I try to capture with what I write 🥰🥺

pretty in pink 🥰 (vid cr. outroher on twt)

Yoongi *over text*: turn around :)

Yoongi: no the other way

Yoongi: wrong way again

Jimin: where are you?!

Yoongi: At home, but the idea of you turning aimlessly in circles amuses me

Please make that a quick story 😭😭 1k words??

ahhhh alright, you have whatever i can write before i go to dinner. (deeply regretted spending an hour writing this)

Dumb kitty, Pretty kitty (Kth)

Tags: hybrid au, kitten! reader x master! taehyung, innocence kink, corruption kink, master kink, dumification kink, hybrids are seen as less than human and its thought of as 'wrong' to fuck them,  yandere tae, posessive behavior, unhealthy dynamics, the m/c doesn’t know what sex is, 18+ audience, 

W/c: 3.5k

A/n: this is a little on the dead dove do not eat side of things, it’s seen as improper to fuck your hybrid in taehyung’s part of the world HOWEVER- i do think its more of a cultural thing vs. an actual morally wrong thing. kind of how in some part of the world there is no-sex-before marriage. it’s not viewed as incest or bestiality. the m/c is of age she was just kept completely isolated from the world at the adoption centre. also i didn’t edit this- so have fun! 

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This might have been the worst decision kim taehyung had ever made; but he’d never bring himself to regret it.  

in his defense he was offaly lonely, all of the others in the group had paired off into their own couples, or a couple with a hybrid or two attached leaving him all alone in his cold apartment with no one to love. forming long term relationships just wasn’t easy when you worked as hard as they did and he’d watched the others struggle for years.

It was yoongi who convinced him to go for one- having his own miniature poodle hybrid. a true min holly original, a cute fluffy good boy that he’d lord over all the others- bringing him to work constantly. and even tae had to admit that he was a cute puppy hybrid

"they're lovely, they fill the house with so much love and warmth tae- you have no idea"- and while min yoongi wasn't wrong (and rarely ever was) there was the fact of the matter that kim taehyung was now in deep- deep shit.

because of course he'd been drawn to the cutest little kitten at the adoption centre, the friendliest one and the only one that had immediately latched onto his arms and rubbed their cheek up against his muscles, looked at him with her doe eyes, plush lips, and cute little brown ears and said, "you smell really nice? are you going to be my master?"

and who was taehyung to say no to a face like yours?

it is worth mentioning that you have virtually no knowlage in your brain, a true little dumb kitten but tae didn't mind when you accidentally burned the pasta (that somehow managed to be underdone and over done all at once,) or when you continually put your shirts on inside out.

it was cute, endearing even, especially wen you started to have to have tae dress you and groom you, though you usually sat in his lap for that. at first tae had been drawn to the idea of a cat hybrid because they where assumed to be more self-sufficient the needy dog hybrids or overly energetic rabits that absolutly had to have another hybrid companion.

other cat hybrids where snooty and selective- but not you- you'd hang off of anyone who barely dared to give you ear pets, the boys, even one or two strangers who gave you greedy looks, prompting tae to pull you back by your collar. 

your his, you shouldn’t be purring at anyone else but him.

but he's surprisingly not upset that you're different then he’d originally hopped; he loves that you prefer to sit at his feet or curl up with your head on his lap in the evenings, that you want to be involved with him and his life more than a regular pet would. though there are habits of yours that are inarguably animal. like meowing at the door when he has his private time in the shower- private time that he dessperatly needs to keep his own libido under control since you hang off of his every word whenever he’s home and it’s either this- or the company bathroom. 

you never fail to greet him at the door, your tail all puffed like you’re annoyed. but you’re even cuter that way, he cups your cheek, ignorning the urge to kiss away your pout or kiss you when you immediatly lick at his fingers, tasting the water and his skin. you always wonder why tae smells more- musky- sweeter when he gets out of the shower. its one of the reasons why you want to shower with him. 

"why don't you let me groom you? does master not love me anymore?"

but tae never failed to pat your cheek good natruredly "i love you very much sweetheart, master just needs some quiet time"

at first the constant titles bothered him, but all he had to do was listen to your cute "master can you help me with my buttons" or "master can we get ice cream with extra wipped cream before we go home?" or "masters the prettiest master in the whole wide world, love him so so much 🥰" to enjoy the title, to crave it, to look forward to the way you’d say, “master is being a meany” when he’d make you say please and thank you for extra bites of salmon at his favorite high end resturant that let owners take their hybrids in and even served hybrid spesific dishes and supplied them with cute little heart shaped floor cushions. 

and occasionaly of course- he’d work the word into his own vocabulary.

it was confusing sometimes, when you used it in front of the others, especially on the days he brought you into work, jimin in particular seemed incredibly fond of you, rubbing over your ears and makeing you let out your cute little purrs. "why dont you let your master do his work kitten and save your cuteness for your oppas huh? come sit with me and let me pet you."

"no- she will not,"

tae has become quite the control freak when it comes to you, he'd never yank on your collar too hard, but he likes it when you do what he says. the wide eyes you get when he pulls a little too hard on your tail or the faint blush.

 maybe he'd even admit that he liked the power trip, being able to say, "come here kitten" and "no, not like that, like this, show master" when you started to do something wrong or a little off. You never failed to look up at him with thoes doe eyes, so trusting and enraptured by him. it was a little addictive how dependent you where on him. maybe tae's enjoying it a little too much.

because hybrids and their owners aren't supposed to be intimate in this way, they aren't supposed to be so intertwined and taehyung certainly isn't suposed to be looking at you in the way that he's looking at you recently. 

his wanting has taken on a particularly lewd edge, especially when you’re on your own. hiking up your skirt just a little for you- claiming that it had fallen down a little, just enough so that the very bottom of your ass shows when you bend over, or buying you increasingly revealing clothing and turning the heat up so that you'd be more inclined to wear it. demanding that you lick his fingers clean whenever he fed you with his own hands and makeing you suck on them. claiming that you missed a spot. 

tae feels guilty, maybe a little ashamed on the worst of days, but most of the time- he wants you too bad to think straight.

it wasn't like he hadn't tried to set boundaries, he at least had you in your own room, and at the beginning he gave you the choice to choose things for yourself but you never wanted them. looking up at him with your doe eyes and begging him to make the choice for you. it made you overwehlemed you said and he was more than happy to give into his controlling urges.

he gave you an extra seat at the table and you chose his lap, he gave you your own fork and knife and you’d still meow until he brought his own fingers up to feed you, licking them clean with the softest little licks that had taehyung thinking things he certainly shouldn’t be thinking. 

And then it comes to ahead one evening, separate beds only work so much as you both stay in them and you have a habit of sneaking into taehyung room at night to curl up next to him, on top of him, or at the foot of his bed.

 tonight is like one of those nights. but he’s shocked out of his sleep when he wakes to a sniffling permitting the darkness- the sound of soft sobs. 

 “kitkat?” he’s instantly more awake, a little paniced when he flicks on the light he finds your face streaked with tears. instantly he scoots you into his lap, moving your body easily- hybrids having a lighter bone density than humans he could lift you and man handle you easily. “whats wrong, did you have a nightmare baby?” youre still sniffling though not outright crying now, tae wipes away your tears with one of his thumbs. 

“no i didn’t- was a good dream but i woke up and now it hurts.” your hands fist in tae’s comforter and he sits up more properly. the nightdress he’d put you in tonight is cute and pink- it contrasts nicely with your brown ears but tae’s distracted a little by the idea of you in pain, cupping your cheeks. 

“show master where you’re hurting baby.” he demands, you take his hand and tae holds his breath, his whole body going still when you guide his hand down between your thighs.

and he short circuits, 

warm and soft- thats what tae feels, fingers sliding over one barely clothed lip of your pussy, you’re soft and a little chubby underneath his hand. to his credit, he at least flinches back at your blatant show of wanting. though you blink up at him unknowing where you’ve just had him touch you- that it’s wrong. that masters aren’t suposed to touch their hybrids like that. 

“it feels wet too, do you think im bleeding?” there is real panic in your voice, and tae feels the arousal curl like a snake in his belly, ready to strike. he always has a little bit of morning wood, and around you he’s always a little horny, but he’s so hard in his pyjama pants that he feels like you must know- you have to see it.

his mouth is dry, he looks down at you for half a breath, “oh pet.” you’re still holding up your skirt, showing everything to tae and he can’t rip his eyes away, transfixed on the sight of your smooth thighs, your cute little undies that he remembers setting out for you. Of course he’s seen your body at a glance, and carefully kept his gaze lowered while helping you chae but in the half light he drinks you down, the way the panties cling to your pussy lips the little tiny wet patch in front, betraying the source of your wetness. 

“am i okay? am i dying?” you're so panicked, tae is quick to reassure you.

 “no it’s fine” his brain isn’t working properly, he can’t be doing this, he shouldn’t be doing this but he can’t help himself, he sits up, looking down at your pussy, mouth watering a little. “just- let me get a closer look, here” 

his hands shake when he guides your underwear down your thighs, parting your legs to let him look, his fingers tease at the wetness and he can see the pink on your cheeks and the way that you clench at just the barest prodding. tae can’t decide what to look at, your face or your winking entrance begging for something to fill you. “feels weird,” tae feels your thighs shake when he smooths his hands closer to your core and up your thighs. “i don’t know why its hurting so bad.” 

"you mean-” tae struggles to find the right words “has no one ever touched you there before sweetheart?” 

"no- not even when i get wet an achey like this, the owners at the adoption centre wouldn't let us and would tie our hands," tae dosent correct your slip up- they wheren’t owners just hired hands. no doubt on strict orders not to feed into hybrds sexual desires. 

you suck on your lower lip and tae can tell you want to say something, "tell master kitten." 

you shift a little, ears pinned to your head, tail tucked close to your back. and tae watches as a single drop of slick drips onto his bed spread. he’s going to die- he’s so horny he might die actually. "it's bad, i’m worried you might get mad at me."

his hand is firm on your chin, "i'll be the judge of that," 

"i kinda liked it, when they would tie me up, so sometimes i'd do it just to make them angry. it doesn't make you angry right master? that i'm achey?" 

“not at all sweetheart, it just makes master worried, but i’ll have to fix it, and ugh, make it go away, or else it might devolve into a real problem and you could get sick” you lean up on your elbows, almost nose to nose with him, and he wants to get his mouth all over you- your wet entrance, your stomach, your thighs. tae is a starving man and you are a meal. 

“will you help me? please master, please help,” tae is a weak weak man, barely consideres that you might not know what you’re begging for. 

“it’s okay, just lie back for me okay. hold up your skirt for master- thats it”

you flinch when he touches your clit, then gasp so loud that it leaves no quessing, you really don’t know what pleasure is, what it feels like. your clit is hard and wet under his fingers, little, cute as a button and swolen. tae watches your mouth open and close as he strokes it just a little, watching the way your eyes flutter, the way you almost flinch back from how good it feels.

 “feels weird feels-” he holds your hips down, touching and touching you and your head is spnning. he’s not suprised when he dips his fingers in finds you tight and warm and pulsing. your back artches and you meow, slapping a hand over your mouth when it comes out. 

you get a little shy about your more animal gestures sometimes but tae is hopelessly endeered, dosent stop his stroking, you’re trembling underneath his hands. “there we go- thats a good kitten,” 

he’s too selfish, too hard in his pants to let it go for long, you look simply betrayed when he takes his hand away, feet kicking weakly, “no- please- no” he shushes you, sitting back so he can pull down his pyjama pants, discarding them entirely. 

his cock is hard and wet and pink and he smears your slick up and down the lenght of it before he nudges closer between your thighs. you don’t even look at his cock too busy trying to keep your meows in. 

 “it’s okay kitten, im gonna make it all better okay? i’m sorry angel it might hurt for a second but it’s the only way to make the acheness go away.”

your eyes are wide and afraid and oh so trusting in taehyung, all he wants to do is sink his teeth into you. maybe he’s part hybrid- because all he wants to do is make sure that special trusting look remains his foever.  “like a pinch? like for my shots?” 

“yes exactly, you’ll feel a bit of pressure and then it will start to go away.” 

“okay im ready” true to his word there is a little bit of pressure, you try to pull off it a little but tae keeps strong, grabbing your hip to keep you inplace, feeding his cock into your tight little hole. but sure enough after the initial discomfort and a feeling of fullness, you do start to feel better- but also worse so much worse. 

 “still achey master- still” tae is still seated a bit behind you, but he supports himself on one knee. your master is so warm- so strong and good looming over you to wipe away your tears again, not an ounce of frustration in his face, just an unending softness for you. “it’s okay baby just give master a minute, he dosen’t want you to feel too good to soon.” 

“too good?” but then tae starts moving, and you know what he means, he only moves back and fort a little but his- his thing in-between his legs is wide and perfect the feeling of fullness that spreads all the way down your spine. “oh” you’re so surprised at how good it feels, how hot it is having him inside of you. 

“it will be fine sweetheart just take it like a good kitten for master.” 

you’re almost crying from how good it feels, your wetness only skyrocketing but true to his word the ahceness is just beginning to go away the more he moves with you. “wanna be a good kitten, good kitten right” he’s fucked you so dumb and he’s barely been inside of you for more than five minutes. 

you want to lick- you need something in your mouth to stop your mewls or else they’re going to come out- its a little embarrassing honestly- how the second your control starts to slip your more animal sides come out. 

you mewl, a noise half between a moan and a meow and tae only grins down at you. “awe- does kitty like it? show me, meow for me, i wanna hear it.” tae has a glint in his eyes that you’ve never seen before and it makes you want to melt, to become putty in his hands. your tail is flicking, winding up and down behind you, and when tae’s hand fists around it you let out a true yelp, clenching around his cock, “don’t touch my tail! it feels like im gonna pee!”

Tae chuckles, though its a sweet sound, “don’t worry kitty that means its working, that we’re fixing the problem, if you feel it coming don’t fight it.” he continues using your tail he forces your hips back onto his regardless of your cries, you are crying from how good it feels, sniffling and mewling with every thrust. “too much- too much- feels too good master” 

he grins, continuing to fuck you deeper and deeper, your ears are pinned to the side of your head and you feel like you’re going to shake apart, it feels good- so incredibly good, you never thought that the acheness could change from feeling bad to feeling like this, you drool onto tae’s fingers when he gives you something to suck on again and it helps ground you.

 you give one pitiful last mewl and clamp down so hard on tae’s cock that he can’t help himself from cumming, it pushing him right over the edge, you collapse, and him ontop of you, your eyes are cross eyed, looking up at him and blinking like you can’t see him tail and ears still twitching from the force of your orgasam, your first orgasam.

 “did it feel good kitten?” he laughs when he gets no response, ducking down to kiss your head again, “what? did i fuck you so dumb that you can’t even talk properly? just meow if you understand” you don’t meow, but you do purr again, eyes fluttering closed. 

when tae wakes, it’s to you sitting on top of him, rocking against his morning wood, your bare pussy lips wet and warm around the head of his cock. you smile at him wide when you see him blink awake. leaning down to lick up the collum of his throat all the way to the stubble on his chin.

 “master gave me milk last night! didn’t tell me!” you giggle, though you say it like its the best thing, lifing up your skirt again to show tae and true to your words, his milky cum is staining not only your pussy, but also his cock. he knew it felt too warm or wet to be just your slick. the sight is erotic. “you should have told me, kitty loves milk!” your rubbing is sleepy and uncoordinated but tae helps, hands on your waist. 

though he’s content enough to lie back and let you rub yourself on him. his hard and acheing cock twitching under the pressure. the reality of what happened last night is washing over him but he’s not as ashamed of himself for giving into his urges as he thought he’d be. 

He’s only being a good owner right? fulfilling all of your needs by letting you use him like this. You seem a little too confused or dumb still to understand that the cock is suposed to go inside of you but it hardly matters when you cum again, pretty face turned up, pretty lips parted and all taehyung’s. you’re his- his pet, his gorgeous pet to fuck as much as he wants now that he’s given you a taste of cock you’re never going to want anything else.  

and tae leans up to kiss you, licking into your mouth, you’re surprised, but you kiss back- a little too much tongue for his tastes but he’ll have time to teach you how to kiss properly too. 

“if the acheness comes back you have to tell master pet alright? promise me.”

“I promise master.” 

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a/n: wow i am sorry but also im not sorry at all that was so horny and now im 🥴and i have to go to dinner. jesus fucking christ what did i just write. SCREAM AT ME PLEASE

Gabbeh (Mohsen Makhmalbaf, 1996)