Seokjins Thighsss

Seokjin’s Thighsss

requested from my wife beck…here ya go babi

are u dead bc i am

damn

oh jesus fucK

masterpiece just waiting to be painted

eye contact 

thats a good under thigh

i fuck with specs ya know

this is nice

ooh

^^ that hand on taes knee tho

is that his pink flip phone omg adorable 

well this is a nice sight to see

a++

i need some of that water to cool me down wooH

niCE

omfg kill me now

shit

this is so adorable i canT

i really love this

happy birthday beck ily

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If a look could get me pregnant...

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Fake it

Just a little something I came up with the other night.

Pairing: Min Yoongi (Suga) X Reader

Genre: Fake Dating!AU, Smut

Rating: 18+

Warnings: Profanity, smut in the form of: oral sex (m receiving), dirty talk, slight tension between family members (if I forgot anything please let me know!)

Words: 6.8k

Summary: You needed a date to your parents anniversary party. Yoongi steps in to help you out, but then the dreaded feelings creep in.

"Sorry ___, but something came up at work this weekend and there's no way I can leave." Your lame excuse for a boyfriend said through the phone.

"You've got to be kidding me! This is the third time we've arranged for you to meet with my parents, and every single time you cancel! If you don't want to meet them that badly, then just say so." You fumed, trying your best not to let your temper get the better of you.

"Look babe, I know you're upset but I'll bring home your favorite deep fried chicken's feet and beer? I'm just super swamped this weekend." He said none too convincing.

"No, I'm tired of taking the backseat to your job! If you love me, then you'll come with me this weekend to my parents anniversary party! They want to meet you and get to know you, you can even take the car and just make an appearance, baby please." You plead to him through the phone.

"___, if this was any other weekend then I would be absolutely be willing to go with you-"

"That's what you've said every single God damn time! You know what? I want you and your shit out of my apartment by next weekend. Hopefully you won't be too busy at work, otherwise your shit will wind up on the fucking streets. Have a nice day." You hung up the phone angrily and threw it on the couch in frustration.

Why did you have to date such a fucking douche bag?

And an even better question was, what the hell were you going to do about the party coming up this weekend?

Panic flashed through your body as you frantically tried to think of someone who could be your date.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" You whimpered whilst pacing throughout your entire apartment.

After around an hour, the phone rang again. Not really wanting to bother with your boyfri- ex boyfriend right now, you left it alone. About twenty more minutes passed of panicking, you also found the time to drink three beers.

Impressive.

Your phone rang once more. Slightly buzzed and a little lonely you decided to answer it against your better judgement.

"Hello...?" You drawled into the phone, the alcohol flooding your system.

"___, is that you? Have you been drinking?" Your best friend, Seokjin said into your ear.

"Jinny... Why do I have to date such losers...? Huh? What did I ever do?" You whimpered.

"I'm coming over, just hang in there." He stated as he hung up. You tossed your phone to the floor and felt yourself fill with shame and embarrassment.

What were you going to tell your parents? That you'd been dating jerks on and off for the past three years and they all left because none of them could get past second base?

You had thought maybe this last one was different. You'd been with him for five months and he'd been fine with just cuddling and some heavy make out sessions here and there... Probably because he was getting it somewhere else...

Dread pooled in your stomach and you just wanted to die. A knock at the door pulled you out of your self wallowing as you got up to answer it. Once you did you were engulfed in a big bear hug.

"Yeesh, ___ don't scare me like that. When you didn't answer your phone I got worried. Have you been crying? Ew, you smell like alcohol." Jin said, scrunching up his nose.

"Sorry not all of us can be as clean as you." You answered sassily, shutting the door behind him.

"I brought glass noodles and vegetables. You have soy sauce and onions right? I can make something while you're in the shower?" You nodded quickly and raced towards the bathroom, hungry for your friend's amazing food.

As you sat in the bath you wondered about what was going to happen with your parents.

None of the scenarios played out well...

You could show up by yourself and tell them what happened with your boyfriend. They'd probably get mad and be super disappointed in you and give you the biggest guilt trip of your life. You'd also make your mother worry about you not getting a husband and her not getting grandchildren. Your father would worry about you not having a man in the house to protect you, even though you knew a little taekwando. All in all, this plan wasn't the one you were going to go with.

Another option was you didn't go at all. Then your parents think you hate them or something terrible happened and then they worry even worse than they would if you showed up alone. But maybe if you called and told them your were sick...? No, bad plan, your mother would show up on your doorstep as soon as possible with all the things you need for when you're sick and demand to bath you and take care of you until you felt better. Definitely not that option.

Third option was to find a replacement...

And fast.

You got out of the tub and walked back into the kitchen, clean, mainly sobered up and most importantly, hungry.

"Jinny, food." You groaned, walking over to him.

"Sit down and tell me what happened first. You're not one to drink unless you're really upset." He said sternly, giving you his killer mom glare.

"Jeez, fine..." You said, sitting down at the island. "I broke up with my boyfriend." You said plainly, really not in the mood to get into the details, but you already knew that Jin would interrogate you until you fessed up anyways.

"I'm sorry, ___... I know you really liked him. You two didn't, uh... You know..." He said awkwardly, looking at the countertop.

"No, Jin. I didn't bang him." You said brashly, already hating this conversation.

"That isn't the only thing on your mind, though," Jin said, keeping his eyes on you. "Something else is eating you, tell me what is it." He warned, pointing his spatula at you threateningly. You raised your hands in defeat.

"You know how my parents have their 30th wedding anniversary coming up..." Jin nodded.

"Yeah, I got the invitation. Can't go though, oddly enough a friend of mine is getting married that same weekend in America. Sent them the present already, but why does this get you all worked up? You love visiting your parents normally, why the sudden change of heart?" He asked, coming over to sit next to you.

"I've been bragging about having a boyfriend to my siblings for weeks! And my mother and father have been wanting to meet him since the moment I mentioned him! If I show up without him there, my siblings won't ever let me live it down and my parents will be disappointed in me... What am I gonna do?" You asked, feeling tears fall down your face again.

"Oh... ___, they won't be disappointed in you. They'll feel bad that you broke up with him and they'll want to comfort you. Everything will be alright." Jin said, wrapping you up in his big arms. You feel into the familiar embrace happily, letting his warmth fill you up from the inside out.

"You know how mom is Jin, she's gonna have a panic attack thinking that I'm never gonna get married and by the time I do my uterus will be out of commission." Jin tried to stifle his laughter, but you could feel the vibrations throughout his back.

"Well... Here's an idea. We could ask one of the boys to go with you. Your family is super classy, right? So there's no T.V or internet or anything like that... Right?" I shook my head. My family read the local news paper and that was all they cared about.

"So, they won't know what any of the boys look like. Plus, the boys know you really well. That way your parents can ask them questions and you won't have to worry about them not knowing anything." You had to admit, this was a pretty damn good plan.

"Which one?" You asked. Jin thought for a few moments and then snapped his fingers again.

"Yoongi! He'd be the perfect boyfriend in your mother's eyes. He's silent and strong, but still very sweet and caring." Without realizing it, your cheeks began to flush. You'd harbored a minor crush towards the rapper ever since Jin first introduced you two. You didn't have a whole lot in common, but you'd always really admired him and thought he was really adorable.

"I-I guess. I mean, if he's willing." You said, trying to stay nonchalant.

"Alright, I'll call him right now." Jin announced, standing up and heading towards the living room.

Oh God, what have you done?

- _ - _ - _ -

The day of the party had arrived, and you were nervous beyond words. Jin had called Yoongi that night and gotten the okay from him.

He was supposed to pick you up in fifteen minutes, and you couldn't seem to figure out what to say to him.

'Hey! Thanks for helping me lie to my parents cause I'm a pathetic little bitch who can't keep a man! You're a real life saver!'

You fixed your hair and adjusted your dress, putting on perfume and looking to see if there was anything else you wanted to change before he got here.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

A series of knocks beckoned you to the door. You opened it to reveal Yoongi in a nice dress shirt with a tie that matched your dress color and a simple pair of pants with a nice pair of shoes to tie everything together. No pun intended.

"Hello. Are you ready to go?" He asked, looking up from his shoes.

"Yes, thank you." You said, closing your door and making sure it was locked before you followed the mint-haired rapper to the elevator.

"So, how much do your parents know about your boyfriend? How should I act?" He asked you as the pair of you entered the elevator.

"U-Um.. I just said that he was really nice and I couldn't wait for them to meet him. That's all they know about him. Well, you." Yoongi nodded thoughtfully.

"Alright, so I can be myself. That's a relief. You look nice, by the way." He said casually, keeping the conversation flowing.

"Thank you, you look nice as well." You responded politely.

Silence fell over you two as the elevator dropped you off on the bottom floor. Yoongi lead you to his car and opened the door for you to get in. And soon, you were off.

The ride was silent.

And awkward.

You had no idea what to say to this guy! What the hell were you supposed to talk about?

"Are you alright? You look like you're in pain." He said without taking his eyes off the road.

"Yeah, I'm good, just... Thinking." You answered.

"Do you normally look like you're in pain when you're thinking?" He asked. You cracked a smile at his joke and focused on the road in front of you.

The silence returned, but it wasn't as heavy and uncomfortable this time around, it was nice.

It felt, right.

- _ - _ - _ -

You pulled up to your parents house and waited by the door while Yoongi went to go park. Suddenly your siblings were surrounding you like hawks.

"___! There you are! It's been so long since I've seen you! You look really pale, have you been going out regularly?" Your oldest sister asked, taking your hands.

"You know how much she hates the sun and the outdoors and people in general. No wonder she's pale." Your younger brother teased.

"Speaking of people, where's this boyfriend we've heard so much about?" Your older brother asked, looking around for your plus one.

"Yeah! Mom and dad are really excited to meet him, did he not show? Are you here alone?" Your other older sister asked, examining you thoroughly.

"Well I-"

"Are these your siblings babe?" You heard a smooth voice in your ear. You jumped from surprise as you turned to see Yoongi smiling brightly at your family members.

"Y-Yeah..." You stuttered trying not to act suspicious.

"Awesome, my name is Min Yoongi, but just call me Yoongi." He said, shaking your brother's hands and kissing your sister's hands.

"H-Hello." Your siblings collectively said. A smug feeling erupted in your chest as you felt  Yoongi's arm wrap around your waist.

"I want to go introduce him to mom and dad, where are they?" You asked, looking to each of your brothers and sisters.

"They're upstairs in the study." Your older brother said, pointing towards the door.

"Thank you." You smiled as you two walked inside your childhood home.

"Are there going to be a lot of people here?" You heard him ask as you lead him towards the staircase.

"No more than forty I would think. It's mainly just family and close friends. Why?" You asked him as you two made it to the top of the stairs.

"Don't like big groups of people that much." He said casually following you through the halls.

"Then why are you a performer? Kind of an odd occupation to choose if you don't like large crowds." You said.

"Because I get to make a lot of people happy with what I do, and that makes it all worth it." You smiled and patted his hand.

"What a great way to look at that, very insightful." Yoongi nodded and looked at the door you had stopped in front of.

"Is this it?" He asked, pointing to the door. You nodded and gulped, trying to keep your nerves under control.

"We've been dating five months, remember that." You whispered before knocking on the door and feeling Yoongi's hand interlock with yours.

The door swung open to reveal your mother's smiling face and your father sitting at his desk finishing up some paper work as usual.

"Oh my dear child! There you are! We've missed you terribly! Why don't you come visit us more? Huh? Trying to wait till I'm dead before you come to visit me?" Your mother complained, hugging you tightly.

"Sorry Mom..." You said as she broke away from the embrace.

"Now, where is this boyfriend we've heard so much abou-... Oh my..." Your mother went silent as she took in Yoongi.

"Hello there Mom, pleased to finally meet you." He said, hugging her graciously.

"We were starting to wonder if you were real my child. But here you are, plain as day in front of my face and far better than I imagined." Your mother said, looking him up and down. Your father stood next, coming over to examine your 'boyfriend'.

"You've got broad shoulders, good for work. Strong legs. Play any sports?" Your dad was really into any kind of sporting event, and you hoped Yoongi was as well.

"I really like basketball. I'm pretty good at it." He said proudly. You smiled at him and patted his shoulder.

"Yeah, he's tried to teach me a few times but you both know I'm no good at sports." Your parents laughed and nodded knowingly.

"Well, dinner will be served in about an hour but please feel free to show... What was your name, dear?" Your mother asked, looking to your date.

"Min Yoongi." He answered respectfully.

"Ah, wonderful. Well, ___, make sure to show Yoongi around the home and dinner should be served soon. You kids have fun, alright? We'll see you at dinner." Your mother waved and your father shook his hand, dismissing you two from their presence.

Air rushed out of your lungs as you shut the door and started down the hallway.

"Jesus, I was so scared." You whispered as Yoongi took your hand as you two walked towards the party.

"Did you not think I could do it? They seem nice, I don't see the problem." He said bluntly.

"They're suspicious. My parents think you're almost too good to be true. We'll have to make sure they don't have any reason to suspect us." You said as you both walked out to the gardens.

"How are they suspicious? Was I too good of an actor for them, or what?" He asked, looking confused.

"My family has a weird thing for underestimating me. I'm actually average at sports, particularly soccer. But my parents always assumed I was bad because the one game they went to we lost by 3 points. Then they pulled me out and I haven't played since. They don't want me to embarrass myself so they never give me the opportunity to try. So when I said I had a boyfriend, I think they were expecting him to be... Sub-par I guess. But seeing you made them think differently, or they think it's all bologna. I'm going with the latter option. So, do you have a plan?" You asked as the pair of you walked through the gardens.

"Well, we could flirt around your siblings. I'll kiss your cheek or grab you by the waist. See if that does anything." Yoongi suggested, looking to you for approval.

"It could work. I don't see why not, as long as you're alright with it." You said.

"I wouldn't have suggested it if I wasn't okay with it. Come on, let's go find your sisters, they seem like the ones who didn't believe us the most." He took your hand and lead you towards the backyard. You spotted your oldest sister and pointed in her direction. Yoongi's hand went around your waist and you smiled up at him. You could see your sister watching in the background so you decided to turn and face Yoongi.

"She's watching, I'm gonna fix your tie, alright?" He nodded and smiled at you, like you'd said something cute. You lifted your hands to his tie and adjusted it slightly, making sure it wasn't too tight around his neck. You smoothed out his dress-shirt, feeling his stomach underneath it.

Holy shit he was toned...

You took your hands away and immediately your sister was coming over to talk with you.

"Hey, did you guys meet mom and dad?" She asked, keeping her eyes glued on the both of you. Yoongi grabbed your waist gently and nodded at her.

"Your parents are nice people." He said to her, bowing his head a little.

"Mhm... I'm going to ask you two straight up. Are you really dating? Or are you putting on a show for mom and dad so they don't bug you about being single?" Well fuck. Your oldest sister was always the hardest to lie to. And if she didn't believe it, she'd bitch to mom and dad immediately. You had to come up with something, and fast.

"Of course we're really dating. Why do you ask?" You said, wrapping your arms around his. He leaned naturally into your touch and continued to look at your sister.

"Something smells fishy here, and I'm going to get to the bottom of it. I'll see you at dinner." She announced, leaving you with a bad taste in your mouth.

"She's a little forceful." Yoongi said quietly. You smiled and patted his arm.

"She's always been that way, since we were little. She can see through almost any lie I come up with. Her kids can't get away with anything fun, kind of sad to watch really. But, if she doesn't believe us, she'll rat us out to mom and dad. Then we'll have big trouble on our hands.

"Well, what do you think is gonna do it?" He asked, looking around.

"Um, the flirting is a good idea, we can do that at dinner. Then we'll excuse ourselves early. Go upstairs and come back down maybe twenty minutes later before they start serving the deserts and the toasts start. What do you think?" Yoongi thought for a few moments and nodded.

"If that doesn't do it, I don't know what will. Besides me taking you on the table in front of everyone." You choked on your own spit and looked at him incredulously.

"Please, don't do that." You said, eyeing him suspiciously.

"It was a joke, feel free to laugh." He said, smiling at you.

"Very funny." You said, trying hard not to smile as well.

"There are your brothers, want to go talk to them?" Yoongi asked, nodding in their direction.

"No, not yet. Let's think of how we're going to excuse ourselves from dinner." You offered walking towards the champagne table, handing him a glass.

"I'll text Jimin and tell him to call me, I'll get up and leave. Then a few minutes later say you have to go to the bathroom and then meet me upstairs. We'll wait there then dishevel our clothes a bit and come back down. Sound good?" He offered, sipping his wine slowly.

"Yeah, sounds good to me." You said admiring his plan in your head. The champagne was making you feel lighter and a little less nervous about being here. A few more relatives had stopped by to introduce themselves to your date and then went about their business, all the while you oldest sister was hovering not too far out of sight. Yoongi was doing very well in his role as the very attractive date being very kind to your family members and giving you attention as well.

Soon enough, dinner was being served. You were sat between Yoongi and your older brother, who wasn't nearly as suspicious as your sister.

Yoongi said that he was going to get a little handsy with you before dinner so that you two leaving wouldn't need that much questioning. Sooner, rather than later you felt a warm and on your knee, your cheeks flushed and your mother noticed almost immediately.

"Dear, is everything alright? You've gotten a little pink." You coughed a bit to clear your throat and shook your head.

"Must've had a little too much champagne. I'll just drink water from now on." You said, looking at Yoongi with a scolding look. He smiled and moved his hand to your thigh. In response, you took your hand and removed his, giving him a warning look. Yoongi pouted a little bit but gave in and started to eat his salad.

Dinner was quiet, Yoongi messing with you ever once in a while to keep you on your toes. Your sister kept a close eye on you two, almost uncomfortably so. Yoongi purposefully made a little bit of a mess on his face for you to clean off and gave you an opportunity to scold him as well.

"Jeez, I'm supposed to do this for children, not you." You smiled as you cleaned off his face.

"It's practice for our kids." He whispered low enough that only the people sitting next to you two would hear it. Your brother turned pink and your sister gasped quietly.

"Eat your dinner." You said, going back to eat yours as well.

Eventually, Yoongi's phone rang and he excused himself to go answer it. You waited as you had been told and put your fork down.

"I need to use the rest room, excuse me." You said politely, standing up and placing your napkin on the table. You saw your sister lean into her husband so you took a few minutes gathering up your utensils.

"In ten minutes I'm going to excuse myself if she isn't back. I'm almost sure that he left, and I'm going to bust that little liar." She smirked as you walked out of the room. You ran up the stairs and looked for the door that was opened a little bit.

"Yoongi! We've got a problem!" You said, shutting the door to the room.

"What? What is it?" He asked, walking over to you.

"My sister's gonna come up here and try to bust me." You said, panicking.

"What is she, five? God this is such a mess." He said, rubbing his eyes.

"What are we gonna do?" You asked.

"Do you know when?" He questioned, looking at the clock.

"She said if I wasn't back in ten minutes she was gonna come looking for me." You told him, looking at the clock nervously.

"We've got time then, here." He said undoing his tie and the first couple shirt buttons on his outfit.

"Whoa! What are you doing?" You squeaked, trying hard not to blush.

"Helping you not get caught. Here." Yoongi said, pushing the strap of your dress down your shoulder.

"Hold up a second! Don't just strip me too!" You yelped. But he shushed you quickly.

"Stop! Do you want to get caught? Make this whole evening worthless? When your sister comes up here, she'll catch us in the act. Or she'll run back downstairs blushing. So, come over here and get on my lap. Is it alright if I kiss you?" He asked, looking for approval.

"Y-Yeah, sure. Go for it." You said, letting him lead you to his lap. You ruffled his hair up a bit as you straddled him on the couch that was in the room.

"Alright, I think I hear someone coming up the stairs. Come here." He said, pulling his mouth to your neck.

A shocked moan escapes your lips, you weren't expecting that right off the bat. His lips were so warm on your neck and it felt so nice... You whimpered his name softly and ran your fingers through his hair.

"Kiss me." You breathed. Soon his lips met yours in a passionate embrace.

"God your mouth feels so good..." He moaned against your lips. Was that acting? Or was he really enjoying this?

You didn't have time to worry about it because you could hear the door slowly creaking open a bit.

"Yoongi..." You moaned as his hands traveled down to your hips. Heat pooled in your stomach as he slid his hands up your thighs.

"Say my name, babe." Yoongi said lowly, almost possessively.

"Yoongi, please..." You begged for nothing in particular. But apparently he was taking matters into his own hands as he reached right underneath your breasts and began to knead with his thumbs. You jumped, but moaned softly, to keep the facade up.

Was she still watching this? You wondered.

Your sister was such a perv.

Suddenly, Yoongi decided to lay down on the couch and kiss your jawline.

"She's watching us, undo some more of my buttons." He suggested, biting down on your ear, drawing another moan out of your mouth.

You did as he instructed, undoing some more of the buttons on his shirt, revealing more and more of his beautiful pale skin.

The door opened all the way and your sister made her presence know as you and Yoongi scrambled to cover yourselves.

"What are you doing! Knock before you enter a room, maybe?" You accused, fixing your dress and your hair.

"W-We were wondering what was taking you two so long... S-sorry. It's time to cut the cake." She stuttered out, shutting the door behind her. Yoongi and you looked at each other and burst into silent giggles.

"I've never seen her look so shocked!" You giggled as Yoongi fixed his shirt.

"It was pretty funny to see the look on her face. Although, we do have to go back to your family now." He said, not bothering to do his tie up again.

"Come here, I'll do your tie." You said, walking up to him slowly. Suddenly, the reality of the situation hit you. You'd just made it to second base with Yoongi, and you weren't even dating... But it was an emergency, right? You didn't want to be found out... You tried to shake these thoughts out of your head while fixing his tie up nicely. Yoongi had also gotten very quiet suddenly. You cleared your throat and finished with his tie and adjusted your dress once more before taking his hand and walking back to your family with him.

The night progressed from there with little to no interruptions and no more suspicious glances from the rest of your family members. Eventually, people started leaving and you decided it would be good for you and Yoongi to do the same.

"Want to go home?" You asked him as he sipped on a glass of water gingerly.

"Sounds good to me." He said, setting the glass down before standing up and taking your hand. The two of you walked over to your parents to wish them a goodnight.

"You're leaving so soon? I feel like I've only seen you a few moments of this whole thing. But there is something important I wanted to talk to you about. You are the only child of age in this family that doesn't have any children... Now, I don't want any grandchildren out of wedlock, so, get married soon, yeah?" She encouraged, giving you a thumbs up. Your father decided to step in.

"Don't worry dear, look at this young man, I bet they're at it all the time! We'll have grandchildren sooner rather than later. Hopefully some sports players!" Your dad laughed, patting Yoongi on the back who looked moderately horrified.

"Yeah... We'll uh, get going now. Love you two, happy anniversary." You said before taking Yoongi's hand and leading him towards the car.

- _ - _ - _ -

The ride back home was silent. Not tense or anything, just a little off. Yoongi had been quiet since your parents pretty much encouraged him to get you pregnant.

"Don't mind them, they want as many grandchildren as me and my siblings can pump out. Sorry if they made you uncomfortable." You said, trying to lighten the mood.

"It's alright." He said, keeping his eyes on the road. You didn't want to push the conversation, but it was a little lonely just sitting in silence, even though he was right there.

"Did you have fun?" You asked, regretting the question the second it came out of your mouth.

"I mean, spending time with you was cool, since we don't normally hang out, but I mean, lying to a bunch of people wasn't cool either. Although making out with you on the couch would probably be the highlight of my night." Heat pooled into your cheeks as you remembered his strong hands grabbing onto your whilst kissing you aggressively.

"Oh... Shush..." You said, embarrassed trying not to look in his direction. Silence fell over the car once more, but it was much lighter than it had been.

- _ - _ - _ -

You two had finally arrived back at your place. You suddenly remembered that there was no one waiting for you when you opened the door, and dread filled your stomach. You looked at Yoongi and then towards the door.

"Wanna come in for some coffee or tea? The idea of being by myself right now is depressing." Yoongi nodded and followed you in, seating himself on the island while you shut the door.

"Nice place." He commented.

"Thanks, kinda big for one person though. I'll probably move out soon." You said, going towards the cabinet.

"Shame, you seem to be comfortable here." Yoongi said, looking around at all of your decor.

"I guess... I mean, I've lived here for about a month or two before getting together with my ex, so, it's been almost half a year. Do you want coffee or tea?" You asked, grabbing the items down from the cupboards.

"Tea is fine, I like mint if you have it." He stated, getting up from the island and starting to look around.

"Should be done steeping in about ten minutes. I like my mint tea strong, I hope you don't mind." You said, walking up behind him. He was staring at a picture of you and your ex sitting on one of the side tables. Your hand shot out and grabbed the picture, throwing it in the garbage without a second thought.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Yoongi asked, looking at you curiously.

"Not particularly. I guess I knew we wouldn't work from the beginning, but I still wanted to try. I thought maybe we would get lucky." You sighed and rubbed your arms gently, feeling very chilled, not liking how cold and empty this place felt. Suddenly, warmth spread throughout your body, making you shudder in pleasure.

"I'm sorry it didn't work out with him," Yoongi said, wrapping his arms around you from behind, sending chills down your spine, but in a pleasant manner. "But perhaps, there's someone else who's been waiting a very long time to get your attention." He offered, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

"Y-Yoongi, what's gotten into you?" You asked as you melted into his embrace.

"I've been trying to build up the courage to ask you out on a date for a long time, ___, but every time I seem to find it, you get another boyfriend. Someone you won't be with in four months. I want to be someone you can rely on, someone you can trust... Someone you can love." He confessed, finally kissing your jawline slowly.

"Yoongi... You aren't playing with me are you?" You asked, turning around and looking into his lovely brown eyes.

"Never." He promised, taking your hands in his and kissing them gently. "Tell me you feel the same... Please." He whispered, looking into your eyes.

"I-I like you a lot, Yoongi..." You admitted. A small smile graced his face as you reached out for him. He took your hands in his and wrapped them around his neck.

"I'm glad you said something..." He whispered, resting his forehead against yours. Silence took over the room as you both drank in the moment; his hands on your waist, your hands playing with his hair gently.

"Yoongi..." You breathed whilst he gazed into your eyes.

"Yes, ___?" He responded.

"Are you gonna kiss me or not?" You asked, leaning towards him slowly, eyes focus on his lips. Almost immediately after your bold statement, soft lips fell onto yours. A smile graced your face as Yoongi tried to deepen the kiss.

"___. It's hard to kiss you when you're smiling like that." Yoongi said slightly annoyed, pulling back from you.

"Oh... Sorry, I'm just... Happy." You said, capturing his lips once more.

Slow, gentle kisses turned into fiery and passionate embraces the next, Yoongi pulling you down onto the couch where you straddled him.

"How far are we gonna take this?" He breathed hotly, trying to calm himself down. Your cheeks flushed bright pink as you thought of your answer.

"I-I'll try to give you oral... I've always wanted to try, and I want to show you that I'm serious." Yoongi smiled and brushed your hair back away from your face.

"I know you're serious without the blowjob... If you don't honestly want to, then don't. I'm more than happy to just kiss you. Your lips are intoxicating I swear. I've never felt more awake than when I'm kissing you." He admitted, staring directly at the swollen flesh of your mouth.

"I want to. Let me try." You begged, already getting on your knees in front of him.

"Easy. Take it slow, I'll help you." He encouraged, watching as you reached for the buttons of his pants.

You did as Yoongi instructed and undid his pants slowly, easing into the new emotions you were feeling.

Desire.

Lust.

Love...

Yoongi watched as you pulled him out, hissing lightly at your touch.

"Does it hurt?" You asked, nervous. He shook his head and pulled your hands back towards his rising member.

"No, feels good... Keep going, I'll show you how." He said, taking your hands and putting them back on his dick.

"It's warm..." You commented, as you began to move your hands up and down out of instinct.

"Shit... That feels good, you can squeeze a little tighter. But, please be careful." He commented, keeping his eyes on you.

"When do I put it in my mouth?" You asked, looking dead into his eyes. A groan escaped his lips. It was hard enough to be informational when you were stroking him, but when you talked innocent like that, it fucked him up badly.

"Whenever you want to, but no teeth. Please baby." He pleaded, looking a little nervous as well. You nodded and opened your mouth and took him in slowly, making sure your teeth didn't come into contact with his cock.

It tasted a little weird, but it wasn't a bad flavor either. You continued to take more and more of him in until he hit the back of your throat and you gagged a little bit. Yoongi pet your hair gently.

"Don't feel like you have to take it all, you feel really fucking good regardless." He said, panting slightly. Courage built up in you as you relaxed your throat and felt him go further down. Yoongi's hands tangled into your hair and you moaned slightly at the soreness starting in your jaw. But you didn't want to stop until he came, so you continued until your nose touched his stomach. You moved your mouth off of him slowly, trying to get a feel for what you were doing. Yoongi's hands encouraged you back down but you tapped his thighs, trying to tell him you wanted to stop for a moment. He immediately understood and let you go, biting his lip and starting to sweat a little bit.

"Sorry, my throat was starting to hurt." You said, rubbing your neck. Yoongi nodded and took your lips in a quick kiss.

"It's alright, I get it... But, are you going to stop?" He asked, looking at you sheepishly.

"No..." You blushed taking him in your mouth again.

"Move your head up and down, use your hands for what your-fuck... What your mouth isn't covering..." He said, trying to be informative while enduring an onslaught of pleasure.

You nodded your head and began moving up and down his shaft while putting your hands at the base to do the extra work.

"Shit... Oh fuck you feel so good. So hot... You look so good with my cock in your mouth baby..." Holy shit that was hot. Him talking dirty like that was doing things to you you weren't even sure could happen. You decided to experiment a little bit and hum slightly while you continued your assault. Yoongi gripped the couch tightly and bucked his hips up, surprising you and causing you to choke slightly. He looked at you with concern but you shook your head gently and continued. Yoongi watch with pure adoration as you continued to move your lips up and down trying to please him.

You tested the waters again, humming quietly to see if you could get the same reaction as you did last time. Yoongi jolted but didn't arch his back as much as you had hoped. Disappointment flooded your veins as you tried to think of more ways to please him.

"Baby, try using your tongue a little." He coaxed, getting closer and closer by the minutes. Again, you did as he asked and moved your tongue over the tip and down the shaft, creating a delicious sensation for your lover.

"Am I doing it right, Yoongi?" You asked, looking into his eyes for approval.

"Shit, yes, baby. You're doing great. So good..." He moaned, slowly falling apart beneath you. If this is what he looked like while aroused and needy, then you would blow him every single day if you could. Although, your jaw was starting to protest.

"Are you close?" You asked him, moving a little faster.

"Mmm... Yes, where do you want it?" He asked.

"I'll swallow it." You said bravely, taking him in your mouth a final time and sucking hard on his throbbing member.

"Holy fuck!" He shouted, throwing his head back and gripping your hair almost to the point of pain, but nothing was going to stop you from getting him off. You wanted his cum dripping down your throat. You wanted to see what he looked like completely vulnerable after an orgasm.

"Cum for me, Yoongi-oppa." You said before opening your mouth for him to empty his load. Yoongi shouted and tensed up, shooting his hot seed into your hungry mouth. He watched in awe as you swallowed it all, letting a little dribble out of the sides of your mouth.

"Fuck that was hot... You made me feel so good..." Yoongi praised as he leaned forward to rest his head on yours.

"I love how you taste, Yoongi." You said in a seductive tone. His eyebrows raised before capturing your lips in a sweet kiss.

"I'd love to figure out what you taste like."

Fucking Finally

First things first, I did take inspiration from a different story. It's Yoongi X Reader fic, I don't remember the name but this is where the story generates from. However mine will be different.

So if any of you know the story that I am referring to, send me a link so I can credit the author appropriately.

"Oh fuck you Tae!" you screamed as you slammed your controller down on the table. Taehyung laughed as he watched his character throwing yours around in defeat. '

You had invited him over to play some video games with you, seeing as how you'd just gotten a new gaming system. He offered to help you set it up if he could play on it with you. Since your asshole of an ex decided he wanted to dick down another girl while you were days away from celebrating your year and a half anniversary.

"Ha ha! I am the greatest! Come on, ___, tell me I'm the best," he chuckled swinging his arm over your shoulder. You scoffed and pushed his arm off, walking to the kitchen to grab something to drink for the both of you.

Taehyung was quick to follow you. The two of you drank some water and tried to decide if you wanted to try to play another game or not. You had bought quite a few new games  and you and Tae had only played a few of them. Plus, Tae didn't have to work today, so he was all yours so to speak.

"So, do you want to watch me play Skyrim for a little while?" you asked. "I need to go to Solitude and kill some of the guards for gold," you suggested taking your glass back to the living room. Taehyung followed you and sat down on the couch before laying his head on your lap. You eyed him curiously.

"Go on, I won't bother you," he said, sipping out of his cup dangerously.

You sighed, but relented and let him lay on your lap. After a while you were just running around and not doing much of anything in Skyrim, when all of a sudden a dragon appeared.

"Oh SHIT!" you screamed, gripping onto your controller and scrambling to try and get your shouts ready.

And then, not surprisingly, you died.

Taehyung was fighting off giggling as he watched you pitch a fit.

"Oh shut up Tae! You know that dragon is hard to kill! I'd like to see you do it!" you yelled, slamming the controller down on the ground.

Twenty minute later you were choking him on the couch with the wires of the lamp on the side of the table.

"Sorry! ____-ah!" he said struggling to keep you from fully strangling him.

"You just had to go and show me up didn't you! Huh? You like watching me run around like a chicken with it's head cut off for almost three hours while I try desperately to kill the damned dragon! My name is Taryn Moonrise I am a Dark Elf and a Mage of Skyrim and leader of the Thieves guild and I will end you!" you shrieked, fighting him.

"I am sorry! I'll reload it and make it so you can kill it this time! You've seen me do it so now you know how, think of it as a walkthrough in real life!" he yelped.

You paused and thought through that scenario.

It did seem fair enough.

"Fine. You live this time Elinjar Nightwing," you grumbled before sitting down on the couch beside him. You felt a warm arm wrap around your waist and you couldn't fight the smile the crept onto your lips.

Taehyung had been your friend for so long and even though you two could be a little explosive at times, you knew that you cared for each other very deeply. He'd helped you through your suicidal phase and your dick of an ex-boyfriend who consistently made you feel like you weren't good enough. You'd helped him through the rough times with the pressure of being himself and not trying to be someone else. The two of you were thicker than thieves and everything you did, you did it together.

"Snuggle with me, I'm cold," he said, opening his arms wider for you. Not being able to resist you crawled into his lap and curled up in his warmth. He sighed happily as you both slowly started falling asleep.

-_-_-_-_-

You woke up to the sound of your phone going off. You saw Taehyung cuddling your waist as he snuggled into your stomach. A smile spread across your face and you brushed his hair out of his face.

Your heart lurched at the feelings he gave you, but, you couldn't do much more about it... It's the most cliched thing in existence, but, you didn't want to ruin your friendship... You valued it more than anything...

Finally you looked at your phone and you almost threw up.

EX: I'm on my way up in the elevator. You better be ready to talk things out with me. I'm the best you're ever going to get.

Dread filled your stomach as you tried to think of a way to get him to leave...

You shook Taehyung awake and he groaned with annoyance.

"What is it? It's like, five in the morning," he complained.

"My ex is on his way up, we need to think of something quick to make sure he doesn't come in," you said, showing him the text.

Taehyung's eyes darkened in anger and he snatched your phone from you, ready to write a reply. You grabbed the device quickly, making sure that he didn't send anything that the two of you would regret later.

"Let me at that asshat," he growled, going to stand up. You wrapped your arms around him and tried as hard as you could to keep him from going after your ex.

"Tae! Don't! I don't want to have a lawsuit on our heads. But, we could get revenge on him in a safer way," you said, feeling the cogs turning in your head.

"What would that be?" he asked, looking at you with curiosity and anger burning in his eyes.

You smirked and beckoned him forward with your finger. He followed and came closer. "We mess up our clothing a little, make some ridiculous moaning sounds and answer the door, he'd be so embarrassed he wouldn't even know what the fuck he walked in on! I can just see the look on his face, it'll be priceless," you said, thinking about shocked expression that would be on your ex.

"You mean pretend we're fucking to get him to go away?" Taehyung said, raising an eyebrow.

"If you wouldn't mind," you said, shying away slightly.

It got awkwardly silent in the room as Taehyung stared at you with blank eyes.

Just as you were about to suggest something else, Taehyung started laughing. His eyes were watering and he appeared to be in pain from laughing so hard.

"Oh my God! That's perfect! Let's do it," he chuckled. You felt the anxiety from earlier lift off your chest as you saw Taehyung smile.

You got another text from your ex.

EX: I'm heading down the hall. You know I hate waiting.

Taehyung took off his shirt and threw it onto the floor. You rustled up your shirt and hair.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

"___. Let me in," he announced.

You did everything you could to make sure you didn't laugh. But you managed not to laugh and you let out a ridiculous moan.

Taehyung almost burst into laughter again, but he kept himself quiet. He let out a groan with a high pitched squeal on the end. You smacked your hand on the wall like he was fucking you into the wall.

The longer the two of you went on like this, the less silly it got and the more realistic. He started saying your name and you started chanting his.

Your heart started to race and you couldn't help but get a little excited because of him...

He was handsome. That was something you couldn't deny. And, even better, he had a winning personality. Loyal, caring and kind. All things that your worthless ex never had. And the way his eyes sparkled when he was happy. The way he lit up a room when he walked in.

Everything he did seemed to seduce you and make you love him a little more each day. But you could never tell him that. How could you?

Oh hey Tae, I want to fuck your brains out cause I've loved you for about three years. Sound good to you?

The knocking on your door became more violent and you decided that you would scramble to answer it.

You pulled the door open and saw your ex standing there fuming.

"Oh. It's you," you grumbled, standing back and crossing your arms. He took in your appearance and seemed to grow in anger.

"Seems like you're the slut you've always been. Glad I caught you like this so I don't come back to a stretched out whore," he growled, his words hitting you like poison.

A warm arm wrapped around your waist and you were pulled into a warm body. Taehyung was glaring at your ex with a viciousness you hadn't seen in a long time.

"I think you should back off mate. She's not yours anymore. She's mine, and I don't like the way you're talking to the women I love. Something you never did," he hissed, bringing you in even closer to him.

The women he loves?

You?

No... Surely he only said that to scare the douche bag on your front step away?

Right?

"Ah, Taehyung. You've always been a slave to your dick. She must still be tight then, cause I know you can't give it to her as good as I could," he chuckled, crossing his arms.

Without any warning Taehyung stepped forward and flung his fist into your ex's nose. A sickening crack echoed throughout the hall as he stumbled backwards and hit the ground on his ass. You gasped and held your mouth in shock.

Taehyung wasn't a violent person. To see him actually throw a punch was something unheard of. But it happened. And he had done it for you.

Your ex scrambled to his feet and proceeded to shout profanities as he ran down the hall like a puppy with his tail between his legs. Taehyung was staring down the hallway with a blank expression on his face.

You didn't give it much thought before you walked forward and wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head on his back.

"Thank you Tae... Thank you so much," you whispered, kissing his back in an affectionate manner.

The sensation sent a chill down his spine as he turned to you and cradled your face in his hands.

"Why...? Why did you have to date someone like him when I have been here the whole God damned time?" he whispered, rubbing your cheeks with his thumbs. You leaned into his touch, like you always did because you felt safest in his arms.

"Because I didn't want to risk anything we had out of a silly crush... You mean so much more to me than that," you said, hanging onto his wrists.

"Is it really just a silly crush? Or is it something deeper?" he said pulling you close to him.

The atmosphere between the two of you had changed.

It was serious now.

The two of you had already said too much.

What more did you have to lose?

Without much more though, you wrapped your hands around his neck and pulled him in for a sweet kiss. His lips were soft and warm against your own, making you sigh with contentment. Taehyung was stiff at first, but eased into your advances willingly. He brought his hands down to your hips from your shoulders and rubbed the skin that was showing.

You started walking backwards towards your apartment door, smiling as Tae followed so your kiss didn't break. Taehyung kicked your door shut as the two of you slowly edged towards your bedroom. You pulled your tank top off as you made it to the bedroom.

The sound of your mattress squeaking filled the room, as well as the pants coming from you and Taehyung as your lungs desperately asked for air. But, the desire to have your lips on his was far too great.

He was hovering over you, pressing delicate little kisses on your neck and collarbones. You couldn't help the small mewl that had escaped your lips. His lips felt so incredible against your skin. It felt as though every nerve ending in your body was on fire. And he hadn't even touched you where you really wanted him to.

"Are you sure you want this?" he asked breathlessly, pulling away from you for just a moment.

"Of course, Taehyung... I want you more than anything. B-Because I love you," you whispered, blushing a deep red.

"Then I won't keep you waiting," he growled seductively, lowering his body against your own.

Everything was slow. You two had nothing to rush. You had all the time in the world.

Taehyung was patient, as well as you. Because this was all about learning the new sides to each other.

What made you cry out his name in a way that he was anticipating.

If you moved your hips just right, what sound would he make?

There was a lot of learning to be done. And the two of you were taking your time.

You unbuttoned Taehyung's jeans and pushed your hand inside, eager to feel him. He was hard and thick against your palm and you could feel yourself get wetter at the thought of him inside of you.

Taehyung pulled the clothing from your waist down off, leaving you bare to him except for you bra.

"I think the clothing ratio here is a little unfair," you stated, tugging on his jeans, wanting them off his lithe frame.

He was quick to comply with your demands as he pulled his pants off, throwing them only to have them be forgotten on your floor.

Your lips were back on his as he grinded his clothed member against you. You couldn't hold back your moan as you felt his hard cock against your bare wetness. How had you resisted this for so long? How could you deny your love for this man for these past years?

All of it didn't matter now though, because you were going to be together now.

At least, that's what you were hoping for.

Taehyung had you sit up and undid the clasp on your bra, throwing it to the floor as well. You gasped when his hot tongue met your chilled flesh. He swirled his tongue around your nipple while his hand palmed your other breast.

"Oh, Tae... That feels so good," you encouraged, tangling your fingers in his hair as he suckled at the delicate skin. He started sucking harder and biting gently, causing you to buck up against his body. A groan escaped him as your core bumped into his throbbing erection.

It wasn't going to be much longer now...

Taehyung moved from your breasts down your stomach and hips, leaving wet kisses the whole way down. He gently eased your legs apart, kissing your thigh with a gentleness you'd never experienced before. He seemed concerned if you truly wanted to do this or not.

"Please Tae... I want you, hurry," you begged, rubbing your breasts in his absence. He watched you with lustful eyes as he lowered his mouth against you. You cried out in pleasure, feeling his tongue move expertly over your womanhood. Every flick of his tongue had you trembling with satisfaction that was driving you towards an edge that was approaching you scarily fast. You'd never really found a man going down on you that enjoyable, but you wouldn't say no to this ever again.

You had a feeling that he would be good at this from being his friend for so long. The damn boy couldn't keep his tongue in his fucking mouth... But you weren't really complaining about that now.

Taehyung teased you with one of his long fingers, pushing in to the knuckle.

"Holy fuck you're tight around my finger... I can't wait to feel you around my cock," he groaned to himself. Although his dirty talk made you clench involuntarily around his digit.  Slowly, Taehyung eased his finger out of you. You were about to protest when you felt his finger going back inside of you and his mouth lowered down on your mound again. All of the sensations sent shockwaves through your body as you were thrown off the edge of orgasm without much warning.

The rush of pleasure flooded through your veins as Taehyung helped you through the intensity by kissing your thighs and easing the movement of his fingers.

You lay there, almost boneless after your orgasm. Taehyung pulled his fingers out of you and licked the erotically, stirring the sensations in the pit of your stomach all over again.

"You got an orgasm baby, you ready for another one?" he asked, pulling his underwear off.

His long cock smacked his stomach as he flung his underwear. You stared at it with longing and desire. You scrambled to your knees and stroked his length a few times before lowering your mouth onto him to get him wet for you. Even though you were thoroughly drenched for him already.

Taehyung moaned as you continued to suck his dick and play with his balls. He let out delicious little whimpers and gasps that had you working even more enthusiastically to put him over the edge.

However, Taehyung had other ideas.

"As much as I would love to finish in your mouth baby... I have a better place in mind for that. Open your legs for me?" he asked sweetly while looking at you with such a lustful expression it made your soul ache.

You turned around and got on all fours, angling yourself towards him with an eagerness that burned within your heart. Taehyung chuckled at you before rubbing his length against your slit in a teasing manner. You gasped and leaned your hand on your hands.

Slowly, but surely, Taehyung eased himself inside of you. The stretching hurt a little, but the filling sensation you received was much better than any small amount of discomfort. You could feel his hips meet yours and the two of you were utterly still. You weren't sure if you were breathing for a small moment.

He was inside of you.

Your best friend was balls deep inside of you right now.

And it was the best feeling in the entire world.

"Are you alright? Does it hurt at all?" he asked sweetly, kissing your shoulder. You shook your head vigorously, fighting back a string of cuss words that threatening to leave your mouth due to the enormous amount of pleasure you were feeling. Taehyung smiled and kissed down your spine before straightening his back and beginning to move his hips in a gentle way.

Unlike the rough fucking you were expecting from him, he was going slow and taking his time.

Not that it didn't feel good, because it felt incredible. He was hitting you in just the right places and the pace felt good to get you adjusted to his length.

"You feel so good around me... God, how could I wait so long to have you like this?" he asked aloud. You giggled and started to meet his thrusts with your hips.

The loud sound of skin on skin resonated through the room. As well as your high pitched moans mixing with Taehyung's low, gravelly voice.

He kept saying vulgar things into your ears while fucking into you at the perfect pace. At the same time, his hands found your breasts again as he started to bang inside of you a little harder than before.

The sudden change made you cry out in surprise and pleasure. He was so deep inside of you, you could practically feel him in your stomach.

"Tae, faster, please... I want more," you whined, gripping onto the bed sheets as Taehyung continued to fuck you at a steady pace.

Hearing your plea, Taehyung started to move his hips faster against you. The new pace sent electricity through your body. You could feel Taehyung's finger tips digging into your ass, forcing your body backwards on his cock. You looked over your shoulder and saw his sweaty bangs hanging in his face. You wanted so badly to push them out of his face and watch him loose himself in bliss.

Taehyung seemed to sense your desire to change positions, because soon he was out of you and you were on your back. He didn't waste anytime to be back inside of you, however. The new position was better because you could actually see his face as he fucked you. His eyes scrunched up as he focused on how he was moving his hips. He looked determined.

You reached up and brushed his sweaty bangs from his face, holding his cheeks afterwards. Taehyung slowed his pace a little bit, looking into your eyes. You gave him a smile and a particularly drawn out moan before leaning forwards and sealing your lips together in a passionate kiss. Taehyung reveled in the contact and held your waist as he started to go even faster.

You were sure how much more you could take before you broke. The tension in your lower stomach was burning so badly and you wanted nothing more than to cum. But you knew that Taehyung was close as well...

You wanted to cum with him.

"Tae... Close," you breathed, wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing your foreheads together. He nodded and started moving at an alarmingly fast rate, striking fire in your veins.

The faster he moved, the more you could hold back your moans.

"Tae! Oh fuck me Taehyung! That feel so good, right there. Oh God I'm cumming. Shit! Oh fuck!" you screamed as the pressure in your stomach released.

You tightened down on Taehyung's length and you felt warmth spreading through your core.

After a few moments, Taehyung's back loosened and you ran your nails down his spine gently, soothing him. You kissed his head and down his cheek to his chin, ending at his lips with an endearing kiss. The two of you smiled at each other with big cheesy grins.

"Fucking finally," he said, pulling out of you and jogging to the bathroom. When he returned he had a washcloth in his hands. As well as a t-shirt for you and a pair of sweatpants for himself.

After helping you clean up, the two of you were laying in each others arms. You looked up at Taehyung with curiosity in your eyes.

"Taehyung?" you asked, rubbing his arm affectionately.

He peaked one eye open and looked down at you. "Yeah?" he responded, snuggling you closer.

"I was wondering what you meant by finally... Finally getting to have sex with me or what?" you asked, propping yourself up on your arm. Taehyung sat up quickly and shook his head.

"No no! Remember earlier when dickface was here? I-I said I loved you, and that's what I was saying finally about... I have been hiding it for so long and I fucking finally grew the balls and said it out loud in front of you instead of in front of my mirror at home. I finally got to show you how much I love you as well. That's what I was relieved about. Although the sex was a plus, I must say," he giggled, pulling you into his arms again, kissing your head.

"I love you too Tae... Can you show me how to kill that dragon again?"

Mattress

Let's just admit it.

We're all huge sluts for Hoseok.

The hot drink burned your tongue as you tried to take a sip.

It was too early in the morning to be doing anything.

But here you were, waiting, as per usual.

He liked to make these requests of you, showing him how much you really were his.

Jong Hoseok was your Sugar Daddy.

There were many ways to put oneself through college. But, working a full-time job and getting next to no where from that didn't sound good to you. Slaving in a kitchen with twenty other people risking burns for customers that didn't even give a shit.

At least with Mr. Hoseok, both parties were entertained by what you were doing. And, it didn't always mean sex.

Sometimes he simply didn't want to eat dinner alone. Other times he wanted someone's opinion on his outfit in the morning. And other times, he wanted home cooked meals from a person he knew.

Every time he called you, there was something else he wanted. But, he always gave you what you wanted in return. He was a funny guy with a good heart, but to you, he was Daddy.

He was the chairman of an electronics company that had completely blown up around the world. Everyone had one of his cellphones or one of his laptops. If they were lucky, on of his state of the art cameras.

And you had all three.

Only the best for Daddy's princess.

He paid you in gifts like these sometimes, but mainly, he transferred the money to your bank accounts every month. You were surprised how much he was willing to give you. Anything you said you were interested in, Hoseok would inquire if it was something he could get you.

However, you mainly just wanted your college to be paid for. Although, being near Hoseok wasn't something you were going to complain about.

The way you met Hoseok was at a bar. You had been a waitress for almost two and a half years when this gorgeous man strolled into the building with three or four other men in suits. Your mouth dropped open. The man in the very front was absolutely mouth watering.

All of the waitresses jumped at the chance to serve such a high class man. But, whether it be fate, luck, or sheer coincidence, he sat in your section.

You shooed all the doe eyed girls out of the way and walked over with a gentle smile on your face.

"And what can I get you gentlemen this afternoon?" you asked, readying your pen. They went around the table giving you their orders with big smiles. You got to the gorgeous one and his eyes seemed to run over your frame with a quick movement.

"I'd like a Moscow Mule light ice and your phone number please," he asked, leaning forward and giving you a seductive smile.

"There he goes again," a younger man said, throwing his brown hair out of his face and leaning back in the chair.

"Hoseok, don't be so forward when you've just met someone!" a man with pinkish tinted hair scolds.

"Of course, Hobi-hyung is the first one to hit on the waitress," another one with blonde hair commented.

But you simply smiled and went to go get their drinks. All of the waitresses swarmed you with questions and begged you to give them the table. You shook your head and gave their orders to the bartender.

Namjoon kept shaking the mixer while looking at you.

"You seem tense, what did that guy want from you? You seemed to tense up a bit on your way over here," he said, eyeing up the table.

Namjoon had been like your brother at the bar. Always watching over you and making sure that no man disrespected you while you were at work.

"Just asked for my number and a drink. Harmless," you said, giving him a soft smile. Namjoon didn't take the bait, but decided to leave it alone.

Soon, their drinks were ready and you went back to the table.

The men got quiet when you approach them with their drinks. You gave them a big smile and set their drinks down in the correct order.

"Here we go. A bottle of soju with a cut up lime, bourbon with a shot of pickle juice, lightest beer on tap and a Moscow mule with light ice," you said. They were pleased and thanked you.

The one named Hoseok didn't seem to bother you anymore.

The table stayed for around an hour an a half, casually drinking and ordering small things to snack on throughout the evening.

At the end of everything, you wound up really enjoying the table as a whole. You learned their names. Jungkook, who was the youngest. Jimin, who was older by a few years. Jin who was the oldest of them all. Finally getting to Hoseok, who happened to be the same age as Namjoon who was working the bar!

They were all very kind and made you laugh, even giving you their phone numbers just to hang out again if you wanted.

All in all, the night was a success. You were pleased with their business and for once you were happy to be a waitress.

As you were cleaning up near closing you felt a tap on your shoulder. You jumped slightly, only to see that it was Hoseok.

"Oh, Hoseok-oppa. You startled me. What do you need?" you asked, standing before him. He looked you over for the second time that you could see and stared directly into your eyes.

"Is their anything you want, in this world?" he asked, sitting down at the empty table.

You gawked at him, surprised at his nonchalant attitude towards you. But, you thought about his statement and nodded.

"I want to go to college and not have to work in a bar six to seven days a week," you said, sitting down across from him.

He leaned forward on his arms and smiled at you. "What if I told you I could make that happen?" he asked, cocking his head to the side slightly. You narrowed your eyes at him and sat up a little straighter.

"I'd have to call bull-shit, sorry for the language," you said, crossing your arms.

"What if I proved it to you? Would you be willing to go on a date with me next week?" he asked. Your eyes seemed to get narrower, but you were intrigued by this handsome individual before you.

"What time and where would we be going?" you asked, testing the waters.

"How about dinner in one of my hotels, the one closest to the water has a salmon dish that I'm fond of, are you in?" he challenged.

You weren't one to back down, so you agreed.

The date went surprisingly well. The two of you clicked in a way that you didn't think was possible with someone you'd met in a bar and served drinks to for a few hours. However, Hoseok was a gentleman and treated you like a lady.

After the dinner he'd taken you back to his apartment. Which was a bad move on your part, but the red wine you had had was flooding through your veins and you felt great.

Hoseok sat you down on the couch and approached you with a question on his lips.

"I know this is going to sound awful after just one date... And I don't want to do this to objectify you in anyway... Please understand that I am doing this to help you, and ease my loneliness as well... I want you to be... my sugar baby," he managed to squeak out.

You were enraged at first. But the more Hoseok explained what he would be asking of you, and what it really meant to be a sugar baby, the more you calmed down and started actually listening.

Because originally, it didn't start with sex.

It started with dates and home cooked meals. You coming over for a glass of wine here and there.

However, that wasn't paying enough for you.

You asked if Hoseok would pay you more if you had sex with him. He got a little upset, and rightfully so. You had insulted him...

He said that if you wanted more money, all you had to do was ask for it.

But, one drunken night, the two of you managed to stumble into his bed and go at it like bunnies in the spring time as it were.

The next morning he woke up to you in the kitchen making him breakfast.

And after that, the two of you were hooked on each other.

Now, you were waiting for him in a coffee shop at seven thirty in the fucking morning. All because he wanted to see you before he was stuck in an office for an entire day.

You heard the bell on the door ring and Hoseok's brilliant self walked through the door. Even though you were tired and cranky, you managed to smile and give him a tight hug.

The pair of you sat down at the table and you sipped on your coffee with a delicate precision. Hoseok seemed to admire you as you drank the bitter hot liquid.

"So, why did you call me here so early in the morning?" you asked, looking up from your coffee.

Hoseok leaned back in his spot and gazed at you with his bedroom eyes. You almost choked on your coffee from the sudden arousal you felt, but you remained as composed as you could considering the circumstances.

"I got something at the apartment this morning and I couldn't wait until later for you to see it. So I decided that you should probably have some coffee before you came over, because you aren't going to be leaving for a while," he whispered with a smirk on his face. Your cheeks flushed red and you squirmed in your seat.

For whatever reason, Hoseok knew every single way to turn you on. It seemed ridiculous, but he did.

Every thing that made your skin erupt in sparks, he knew.

He always managed to rile you up some way or another. The way that he slide his hand down your back, almost touching your ass but never getting there.

"And what did you get at the apartment this morning?" you asked, trying to keep yourself from losing it.

Abruptly, Hoseok stood up. His sudden action caused you to stand as well, curious as to what you did wrong. You gave him a stunned look but he simply smiled and shook his head before giving you another hug. You weren't going to say no to his actions so you hugged back.

"I got a new mattress. Better for daddy to fuck his princess on, what do you say?" he asked in a dirty tone. Your face flushed at his words, but you were practically dripping from being in his presence anyways. And the way he ran his tongue over his lips was sinful.

He would certainly be the death of you.

"Can we leave, now?" you asked, already grabbing your bag. Hoseok simply smiled at you and took your arm, leading you towards the door.

-_-_-_-_-

The air was warm when you walked into his penthouse.

It was one of the first things you noticed when you first came to his house. It was full of light and warmth, something that he radiated wherever he went. Hoseok was someone who no matter the circumstances, could make you smile.

The two of you wandered around the apartment for a few moments, gathering your thoughts. Hoseok had been very brash with you, especially out in public. However, that wasn't the first time he'd been like that with others around.

His favorite time to tease you was when his friends were around. You had taken a liking to them and he used that to his advantage. They knew you had some kind of fling going on.

Especially when Jin walked in one morning when you were making breakfast in your bra and panties with one of Hoseok's work shirts on.

You were certain that he had spank bank material for months after that.

However, you didn't want to give them the wrong impression about yourself. You had respect for your mind and your body. And Hoseok was never disrespectful of either. You were going to college, him paying for all of it without batting an eye.

You admired him as he set his jacket down on the couch and stretched out. He was a dance instructor in the afternoons some days and you knew that he was talented with his tongue.

He liked to say that if his father hadn't have given him the company, he would've been in a street dance group or in one of the idol schools where he could be in a big boy band.

Hoseok was talented in anything he did, it seemed. Except for singing... Rapping sure, but never singing.

You walked over and ran your nails down his clothed back temptingly. Hoseok growled slightly as the contact and leant back into your touch. You smiled at the actions and continued to run your nails all over his clothed flesh.

If there was one thing you loved to do during sex with him, it was scratch. You loved looking at the red lines you left behind after a passionate night with him. He'd always admire them in the mirror and say, 'Damn, Daddy must've pounded his princess really good. Look at what you did to Daddy."

His shirt felt so good under your hands, but the muscle underneath the shirt is what you were really interested in. He seemed to understand what you were getting at, so he shed his shirt quickly.

Finally, your hands met his bare skin and you moaned merely at the contact. His warm skin felt like heaven underneath your nails and with every scratch down his beautiful flesh, you saw a shiver run down his spine that had you squeezing your thighs together to relieve the pressure that you were feeling.

Hoseok turned to face you and picked you up so that you were sitting with your legs wrapped around his waist. You leaned down without hesitation and planted your lips on his with eagerness.

You moaned when your back hit a wall roughly.

Hoseok had his hands in your pants, rubbing against your clit with ferocity. You were writhing and screaming with your fingers gripping his shoulders desperately.

"Daddy!" you yelped as he managed to slip a finger inside of your heat.

Everything was so fast that you hardly had any time to register your orgasm that was looming over you.

Suddenly it all hit you and you gripped his shoulders tightly, feeling your climax hit you without much of a build up.

Maybe it was because you hadn't had him in so long your body felt deprived.

That must be it, because the two of you hadn't been able to have much more than quick oral sessions when he visited you in your dorm room.

Sudden pain flared up in your spine and you realized that you had hit your back on the doorknob of the room after Hoseok has slammed you against the door.

"Real," you gasped out.

It was your safe word.

It meant, real pain, really scared, those types of things so that it wasn't mistake with your yelps of pain from punishment or anything like that. Hoseok froze and lowered you to the ground quickly checking you over with worry on his face.

"What is it? Are you hurt?" he asked, patting your head comfortingly. You smiled and pointed to the doorknob.

"I-It got me in the back... I just need a minute," you whispered, rubbing your back, silently cursing the knob for landing in your back at such an inopportune time.

"I'm so sorry princess, you know the last thing I want is to hurt you. When it's not fun anyways," he mumbled, rubbing your back soothingly.

"It's alright Daddy, your princess likes it when you're rough," you said, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for an alluring kiss. It was so good to feel his lips against yours and nothing would ever be able to replace the rush you got when his hands wandered back into your panties.

His fingers worked against you deftly as he worked you up a little more.

"I don't think I can wait for Daddy's cock... Can we get straight to the fucking Daddy? Please?" you asked in your submissive voice that you knew got you anything you wanted. Hoseok couldn't resist anything when you said it in that tone.

He moaned and picked you up in his arms once again, much slower this time, being cautious of the door handle and your back. His gentleness made you smile, but you knew it wasn't going to last for long.

"Please Daddy, your princess needs your cock, please Daddy," you whined softly. Hoseok's eyes turned dark as he pulled your pants and panties off in a swift yank. You shivered as you felt the cold air of the room rush over your bare skin.

"Mmm... Daddy loves it when he can see the goosebumps on your skin," he muttered while running his lips over your chilled flesh. You moaned as the warmth of his mouth made you want more.

Why was he teasing so much?

God, as hot as this was, you really just wanted him to be inside of you.

The stretching that occurred every time he entered you. How you always needed a minute before he started moving because you were just so...

Tight.

His pants were being thrown to the floor and you reached up to tug on his hair, urging him to get moving faster.

"Princess is so needy tonight. Since Daddy made a mistake, you are allowed to be greedy tonight, alright princess? Anything you want, Daddy will give you," he said with a low, sultry voice.

"I want your cock, Daddy. Please, put it in me. I want it so bad I can barely think... Fill up your princess Daddy," you moaned out.

Hoseok was quick to take off your shirt and bra, reaching forward to grope your chest harshly. He attached his lips to your nipples and sucked at them the way you loved. You moaned and bucked your hips into his crotch several times. He gasped and bit down on your nipples playfully.

"Daddyyyy," you keened out, tugging on his hair as he ravished your chest. "No more teasing, I want you inside me, that's what your princess wants," you gasped out. Hoseok nodded and brought his mouth away from your chest.

Finally, he lowered his boxers and reached over into the bedside drawer for the condoms. After rolling one on he moved his finger in between your folds to test your wetness. You moaned, already worked up from the one orgasm he'd given you.

Hoseok decided you were wet enough and lined himself up with your entrance. As always, he stopped right before you thought he was going to push in.

"Are you sure?" he asked, like always. Making sure that everything was consensual.

"Daddy, please fuck me," you moaned.

Without any other words, Hoseok pushed forward into your tight heat.

You froze at the sensation of being so full. He always made you feel so good, no matter what position you started in. It always felt amazing.

After a few moments, he pulled out and pushed his full length inside of you. You gripped onto his shoulders and ran your nails down his chest. Hoseok hissed at the pain, but it only drove him further inside of you. It was the desired effect.

The burning of the stretching had your lower stomach in a fiery mess. Every little movement he made drew molten heat into your womanhood. It all felt so good. You couldn't say it enough.

He was always so good to you.

In anything he did with you, he did it to the best of his ability.

It wasn't like him to let you boss him around, so you were going to take advantage of this situation.

"Daddy, I want more kisses," you said breathlessly.

Hoseok really only used kissing as foreplay. He said that during sex it only got in the way. Why would he focus on your lips when he could focus on pounding your pussy so hard you saw stars?

However, he lowered his lips to yours without complaint and started kissing you slowly as his hips picked up speed.

The combined sensations of his lips against yours while his cock was deep inside of you was an overwhelming feeling.

You felt much more connected to him this way.

Other than the obvious one.

"Fuck baby, so tight around my dick. Did you miss Daddy's cock? Huh? Did you miss how well I fuck you? You love Daddy fucking you so hard that you can't walk the next day, huh? Tell Daddy how much you love him fucking you," he groaned into your neck.

"I love how you fuck me Daddy. It always feels so good, you feel good. I don't want to be able to move from this bed for the rest of the day because that means I have to wait for you to fuck me again. I don't want to wait for you cock, Daddy. It feels too amazing," you cried out as he got faster the longer you spoke.

Dirty talk was one of your favorite things. Hoseok wasn't much for it in the bedroom, but it was another one of your perks of the day.

Hoseok's hips continued pounding into you at an alarming rate. You could practically feel the bruises forming already, but you couldn't find a fuck to give.

"I want to ride you Daddy, please," you begged as Hoseok shuddered with effort above you. He gave you a look, but then conceded. He pulled out of you with a wet 'pop' that had you feeling incredible empty.

He laid back, disgruntled that he had to relinquish control over to you. You crawled over to him and pulled the condom off, throwing it into the trash can.

Hoseok about had a heart attack and gripped your wrist before you could get back on him.

"Hang on, we're not doing this without a rubber," he said, going for the drawer.

"I'm on the pill, it was supposed to be a surprise, but I want you to cum inside of me bad. Think you could do that, Daddy? Could you fill your princess with cum?" you whimpered, rubbing your clit to satisfy yourself until he was inside of you again.

Although he seemed a little hesitant, Hoseok let go of your wrist. You happily got on top of him and slowly lowered yourself onto his bare cock. Without much of a warning he bucked up into you. A gasp escaped your throat and you fell forward a little bit. You were in pain but, managed to keep yourself from crying out.

"Oh fuck, princess. It's been so long since I've gone bare. I forgot how good it feels, sorry princess," he apologized while rubbing your chest. You groaned as his experienced hands worked over your sensitive nubs and flesh. You started to move your hips up and down his length, making sure to swivel your hips a little as you came down.

It's been a long time since you'd topped and you forgot how amazing it feels to be in control. Everything moved at the pace you wanted it to and that had you moaning.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," you chanted as Hoseok's hips bucked up to meet yours. You could feel him everywhere. Even though he was underneath you, his hands were on your chest. You could feel him inside of you, filling you up with his length and it euphoric.

"Princess you're so tight, even when Daddy is fucking you so hard. I bet it's difficult to take all of me inside your wet little pussy. Does it sting a little? Or does it feel good?" he questioned, moving a thumb down to your clit.

You gasped and clawed at his chest.

The familiar burning in your stomach started rising again. You needed to cum, and you wanted to feel his release inside of you more than anything right now.

You started smacking your hips against his, making lewd sounds as you worked yourself on his dick as if your life depended on it. Hoseok was groaning murmurs of princess as well as your name.

Exhaustion was creeping into your bones, but desire fueled you forward. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room and you could hardly believe how hard you were moving on top of him. You wanted to ask if he was alright, but you were too fucked out to care. The only thing that mattered right now was cumming, for the both of you..

Hoseok had a hold of your hips so you didn't buck yourself right off of his lap. The last thing he wanted was to be separated from you at this moment. You moaned out his pet named numerous times before gripping his shoulders hard enough to draw blood.

"Daddy, I'm gonna cum. I want you to cum too, please Daddy. Give it to me. I want your cum leaking out of me as you watch. I want you to see what a mess you've made of your princess. Please Daddy, fucking cum inside of me. I want it so bad," you cried out, running your nails down his chest.

Hoseok moaned out your name as you clawed at his flesh, but he continued to meet your hips each time they came down to maximize both of your pleasures.

Suddenly, he pushed his thumb down on your clit harshly, and that's all it took.

You felt yourself fall over the edge into an orgasm so powerful that if Hoseok hadn't been hanging onto you, you surely would've fallen over from the strength of it all.

Hoseok followed you moments later, the clenching of your walls being no match for his will power. You felt the scorching heat filling you up and everything seemed right. You could feel his cum pouring into you and your heart stopped at the sensation.

He was really doing it.

He really came inside of you.

Eventually, you collapsed onto his chest. Kissing the tattered flesh there delicately.

Soon, Hoseok rubbed your back and helped you onto the mattress. You winced when he pulled out, but you didn't miss the sight of his eyes widening when his release started trickling out of your battered sex.

If he could have, he probably would've kept fucking you right away if only his sex drive would allow that.

-_-_-_-_-

You felt absolutely boneless. As per usual after one of Hoseok's fuck sessions.

"So, what do you think?" Hoseok asked after cleaning you up.

"One of the best rounds we've ever had," you murmured, curling up into his side.

With a huff and a pout Hoseok replied.

"No! Of the mattress!"