Can Someone Tell Me A Good App For Fasting

can someone tell me a good app for fasting

Jimin x Namjoon Selcas

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Strawberries

Summary: Your stepbrother, Taehyung, feeds you strawberries to test if they’ll make your pussy taste sweeter.

Pairing: Fem! Reader x Yandere Kim Taehyung

Warnings: dub con/non con (reader is drunk), mentions of somnophilia, pseudo incest, corruption kink, manipulation, innocent oc, dom taehyung, explicit smut (oral sex - female receiving, fingering, squirting, throatpie, spanking), yandere behaviour 

Word Count: 7K 

A/N: thank you to this incredible anon for the idea and thank you to 🍓-anon for supplying all the strawberries used in this fic! :’) this is in the AU of my fic Honey and Milk but can be read as a standalone and is for the most part, filth. 

The scent of vanilla flowers and almonds lingered on your exposed skin. Soft and warm to the touch after the shower you had taken, you were curled up on the couch as you watched the television. 

Wide-eyed and curious, the moving colours of the screen flickered across your features, oblivious to where the hem of your dress rested. Fingers caressed the crease of your thigh and your legs opened up for the calloused hands that wandered in between them without question.

He played with the pink bow at the front before slipping his hand into your frilly panties. They were white and fluttered like angel wings with every step you took. The stubble above your pussy pricked the pads of his fingers. You felt the body lotion which coated his fingers, cold and smooth like butter as they teased your clit with every stroke. 

They slid lower and dipped inside your heat.

You clenched. Your pussy clenched right around his fingertips but not enough for his fingers to cease pushing inside you. You were tight, unable to even accept two of his digits, but Taehyung was impatient.

A whine fell from your lips. Your gaze was unfocused, no longer absorbed in the movie but his touch instead.

Your stepbrother slapped a hand over your mouth whilst the other rubbed your clit in dizzying, circular motions inside your underwear. His fingers were firm, and quick, focused on the slick which began to soak through your panties. All protests were silenced, the brush of your lips against his palm only fuelled him, and made the sound of your mother’s footsteps in the kitchen even more apparent.

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