Friend - Zone | Kim Taehyung.

╰┈➤ Friend - Zone | Kim Taehyung.

✎PAIRING: Kim Taehyung x Fem! Reader

✎SUMMARY: he’s got money to spend, and you’re right there. Sitting all pretty for him.

✎WARNINGS: unprotected penetrative sex(wrap it before you tap it!), dom!tae, sub!reader, oral (f&M receiving), fWB,overstimulation, titty licking because he’s obsessed with her breasts, spoiled reader, unintentional sugar daddy tae.

Unedited as I was falling asleep while writing this lol

He’s so hot, and he knows it. That fucker knows exactly what he does to you, because there’s absolutely no reason for him to be sitting across you looking into your eyes with heavy lids, clearly sexually frustrated. You’re not sure why though, was it the skimpy little silky red dress? Or was it the black lace adorning the hems of it, laying perfectly against your chest? Perhaps it was your wavy dark hair? No, could it be your siren gaze? Or maybe it was the way your foot left your black louboutin, dragging itself up his leg and resting in between his thighs. Glancing down, he could see the diamond glazed fish nets, and fuck, did it drive him absolutely crazy.

You were evil for this. Licking your pretty peachy lips, caramel skin glistening under the low lighting of the fancy restaurant your friends decided on. But he wasn’t any better, sitting across you in his all black slacks. Black button up, sleeves rolled up to show off his gold Rolex perhaps? First few buttons undone, revealing his chest. He was dressed black head to toe aside from that damned stupid watch. Fuck.

Smirking as secretly at him as you can, you sucked onto the straw of your cocktail, enjoying the slight burn of the drink. He swallowed, licking his bottom lip as he pocked his cheek with his tongue. His hand, the one with the damned watch, disappeared under the table, fingers gently skimming your clothed skin. Earning an unexpected gasp of you.

“Everything okay?” Jungkook leaned over to you, concern prominent in his voice.

“Everything is perfect.”

Brows furrowing for a second, he shrugged, turning back to the rest of the group as taehyung continued to gaze at you confidently, challenging you in a sense as his long finger hooked into one of the holes of your fishnets, bare finger on your hot skin. What an incredibly hot asshole.

Blinking gently, you smirked brazenly.

“Kook? Would you mind taking me home, I’ve had a few drinks I really wouldn’t want to risk going out anywhere by myself.” You called out to Jungkook, eyes never daring to leave taehyungs darkened ones.

“Of course-“

“That’s okay kook, I’ll bring her home since I’m going anyway.”

Once again Jungkooks brows furrowed cutely, and you felt bad for the poor boy, “are you okay with that Y/N?”.

“Yes kookie, I’ll be fine.” You smiled at him sweetly. Getting up out of your seat as taehyungs hand laid on the small of your back, urging you to walk forward.

You couldn’t help it. Being a tease like this was only the result of his own actions. Him flirting with that overly beautiful waitress, and you getting jealous. It didn’t make sense, because to everyone else, the pair of you were just best friends. And though it didn’t actually give you any certain kind of dibs, he was fucking you on a down low. Every day, every night, every morning. It’s not like he was yours to claim, or like you actually had the right of be jealous, because he wasn’t anything more than that. Sex.

Sure he was your best friend, but you can’t claim your best friend as your own. Unless of course, you’re in a relationship on the low-low. Sure friends with benefits is a thing, but it’s no real relationship. Just sex. It’s not like you don’t think Tae was relationship worthy, because he was. If anything he’s one of those guys you hear women dream of, but you? You were nothing but a girl who loved living in the moment, you loved skimpy clothes and loud music. You loved cold alcoholic drinks on a private jet, and enjoyed the luxury life.

Could you afford the luxury life by yourself? No. Could your best friend? Yes.

It’s not like you were using him, you never intended for him to spend his money on you. That’s the last thing you wanted. But somehow, you went from fucking, to cuddling, to being with each other twenty four seven, which essentially meant Taehyung got attached, meaning everywhere tae went, you had to follow. Private restaurant boots, expensive little dresses, a whole rack of louboutins. Handbags ranging from Chanel to Moncler. Pearls of all colours and sizes, gold watches, Swarovski’s finest cut diamond necklaces. Anything you laid your eyes on, taehyung bought it.

Matter of fact, this little dress your wearing, he bought it. A Vera wang creation you set your eyes on right after he fucked you in the backseat of his car in a parking lot. How classy.

Taehyung only wanted what’s best for you, as someone who means the world to him. As someone who he sees marrying in the future. God he loved you so much. He wasn’t sure wether that was reciprocated, though it didn’t necessarily matter so long as you were by his side. Friends with benefits or not. He didn’t care. You could have all his money, all his cars, everything you wanted. You had access to all of his cars, each day you could drive any one of them. You had the key to his house, some of your stuff in his closet. Basically very domestic, just not labelled.

Money was never a big thing for taehyung, he’s had enough of it to last a lifetime. Which meant he only needed someone to spend it other than himself, and then you came along, and he immediately knew his worth became yours. Every two weeks on the dot, he’d hand you his card, and have his driver bring you to your nail appointments. Every couple months he’d ask you if you wanted to do something new with your hair, and as of recently he went as far as to ask if you genuinely loved the little wooden cabin in the forest you saw on the internet, the very next day bringing you a confirmation letter of buying it in your name.

So that brings you here, hollowing your cheeks as you let him use your mouth however he pleased. It wasn’t that you felt like you had to do it, no. You wanted him to do it, you needed him to do it. You genuinely believed you wouldn’t survive it if he didn’t touch your body in some way. You loved having him use your body, and you loved him in general. It was a win-win situation.

“Fuck baby,” he grunted, pulling himself out of your mouth, “on the bed love spread your legs for me.”

Like the obedient girl you are, you laid on the bed, left in nothing but your Swarovski diamond clustered fishnets, legs wide open for him as he crawled up the bed menacingly. Staring at your clothed pussy hungrily, like a starved man. He could see the little wet patch against the material of your red thong and it drove him wild.

Taehyung was a man of patience for many things, but not in this case. His patience always seemed to be on the whim when it came to getting a taste of you, which is what lead him to ripping the expensive yet extremely fragile material to shreds. Exposing a large enough hole around your pussy. His finger hooked into the material of the thong, pulling it to the side.

Almost like he was making out, he sucked into each lip of your pussy with a mouthful of sugar. So sweet and gentle, absolutely devouring your pussy whole. His tongue ran laps up, from the bottom to the top. Flicking little motions upwards onto your clit as you began to sign, his tongue alternating between sucking and flicking, building a pace of movement, a rhythm. It was insane how fast he could get you breathless, hands desperately clutching onto the sheets of his bed.

His finger slipped inside your seeping hole, god you could feel yourself dripping down your ass, surely making a mess of his sheets. With his mouth suckling on your clit, tongue flicking your nub and finger pushing in and out of you, you were moaning like your life depended on it.

“Tae fuck,” your sighs were so sweet, so high pitched and breathy god he loved it.

His finger hooked inside you, picking up his pace as your hips began moving against his mouth, begging for your sweet, divine release, “shit please just fuck me tae.”

“Impatient hm?” He chuckled, kissing his way from your pussy to your throat, sucking sweet little spots of bruise here and there.

“Make me cum baby” you held his face in your hands, staring deeply in his dark eyes.

“Ah don’t do this to me beautiful” his forehead rested against yours, hand tugging on his hard cock.

Both of your eyes focused on his dick, the way it rubbed up and down your wet pussy, foreheads still pressed against each other and your hand still resting around the back of his head. Slowly, he pushed the tip in. Looking at your reaction as he bottomed out, eyes shutting tightly as you gasped, fingers tangling in his long locks. He swore he’s never seen a more beautiful and majestic creature like you. No human, anything, could ever amount to the beauty you hold for him. You were his everything.

He took his time with you, thrusting slowly in and out, building you up as you cling onto him, one of your legs rested against his waist, deepening the angle of his thrusts. He started building it up, going faster, his thrusts somehow reaching deeper each time he dragged out and back inside. He could see himself inside you, kissing your cervix each time he came back inside. It was amazing. Just how well your bodies connected.

A few more thrusts of his quick and ruthless thrusts and you were arching into him, moaning his name like a chant, nails dragging around his back as you came. He chased his high right after you, thrusts becoming sloppy as he finally let go. Face nuzzled in your neck as you ran your fingers through his hair. It was peaceful, serene.

“Wanna go on a cruise with me?” He asked, kissing your neck softly.

“Sure why not” you giggled as he started pecking your face all over.

“As my girlfriend” he followed up, your eyes widening, unsure if you heard him correctly.

“As your girlfriend?”

“Yes”

“Tae, are you messing with me?”

“No baby, I want to do everything with you… as my girlfriend. Wife. Whatever. I just want you to be mine.”

Smiling to yourself, you hold his face in your hands, staring deeply in his eyes, “of course baby, but pull out of me now we need to shower. We reek of sex.”

He smirks at you, pulling out and drawing a hiss from both of you from the overstimulation,

“I love shower sex.”

AN: y’all better help me figure out how to end Drabbles because I’m always lost lol.

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Could you please tag your fic correctly?? If I’m reading something with “kissing” as a warning I’m not expecting a fucking death from child birth. Just learn how to use them ffs.

I don’t proof read my work as I’m busy on a day to day basis, when I do get the time to write I usually write whatever comes to the flow and do warnings / summary the day before or a few hours beforehand. I’ll make sure to add it in now, but next time you want to make a suggestion or constructive criticism do it in a better tone. I’m not constantly on tumblr or such. My whole account is not tailored towards 18 and below and if is fic is for say PG13 for example, I usually do put in a rating. However you might have noticed that even the kissing- slightly suggestive warning I put in didn’t match, that’s because once again, I plan out ratings and summarise before I write. It was mistake on my part.

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Im on mobile and the links seem to be working fine :) but mine have been acting up on mobile too. Like it’ll take longer to get to them depending on what page you open them up on. I think it just has to do with tumblrs new update :(

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PAIRING: min yoongi x FEM!reader

SUMMARY: yoongi and you might have been a lost case in terms of love right now, but if you there was one thing both of you were sure of, is that when it comes to sex, no one… no one, can fuck yoongi like you, and no one can fuck you like yoongi.

WARNINGS: penetrative sex, unprotected sex (use protection and I’ll give you a cookie pookie), oral sex f! & M! Receiving. Idol! Yoongi, switch reader, switched yoongi. Mirror sex. Exes. That’s all I think???????

An: unedited but honestly did you expect any better?

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There was only a few things Yoongi was sure of, his career, his members and you. He could always depend on you, just like you could always depend on him. It wasn’t necessarily like both of you couldn’t find someone else. God he knew you could find someone who’d treat you like the little spoiled brat you are. A Princess in his eyes nonetheless.

He wasn’t sure of just one thing. Is he ever going to love anyone other than you?

Because by the way you are standing in front of him right now, with a gaze that of a very seductive feline, soft pale skin and pink lips. Eyes as bright as the moon outside the very window you leaned against. Slim arms spread out on each side of you, the little black satin dress doing a poor job of covering your perky nipples. God did he love your breasts, so round and thick. He was in love with everything about you.

He never pegged himself for a guy to be into women who are taller than him, but fuck, you knew exactly how to use it to your advantage. It wasn’t like you were much taller than him, not at all, but Christ did he find it sexy. Your red lips pulled into a smirk as he slowly strolled towards you, hands in the pockets of his black slacks, black button up half way unbuttoned. He looked ravishing as always.

“Can’t live without me?” He asks, voice as deep as the neckline hugging your breasts.

“I’m just a girl Yoongi” you practically whispered, hair as red as a flame as it covered your covered your face slightly.

“Just a girl,” he chuckled, standing in front of you now, long, rough, fingers gripping onto your chin softly, “just a girl who loves me?”.

You smiled softly, icy eyes staring right into his, “just a girl who loves your cock”.

Licking his lips and biting his bottom lip as he looks at your own he mutters, “that’s basically being in love with me.”

His lips caught yours in a kiss so lewd from the start it could leave anyone breathless and faltering as quickly as you right now. It wasn’t your fault. His hands now pressed against your neck, applying some pressure for the right amount of tension. It burnt, the kiss. It was hot, his tongue fighting with yours as you finally regained your balance. As much as you loved yoongi being all dominant, you also loved taking control over him.

And it was so easy. Oh so easy to have him submitting.

With just the softest push from your palm, he detached from the sloppy kiss. Though your lipstick was slightly smudged now, you didn’t really care. Instead, you propped yourself up on top of the piano, the dress bunching up around your hips, bare ass sticking to the surface of the black tile.

Looking I’m as deeply in his eyes as possible, you smirked once again, leaning against the back of your palms, your feet planted themselves against the surface. Spreading your legs slowly, you revealed to him your bare pussy. He scoffed in amusement. Both hands now back in his pockets as his head tipped to the side. Cat like smirk on his face.

“Easy access hm?”

“Less talking yoongi,” you whispered back, “more eating”.

Eyes shining with something dangerous, you immediately knew this wasn’t going to be an easy night. He stood between your legs now, palms baring his weight against the piano he looks at you one last time, before pulling you further up on the piano, dropping his lower half more onto it, his eyes shone darkly. Then as you were about to scold him for taking so long, you noticed the saliva dropping onto your pussy. And you had to bite down on your lip as he disappeared between your legs.

The first contact the tip of his tongue made with your clit is what made you catch your breathe. Immediately dropping onto the piano flat. It was subtle at first, just small flicks with the tip of his tongue on your clit. He was teasing, not as easily submitting as you thought he would. But it all just makes it so much more exciting.

As you started to lift your hips up, trying to push yourself further on his tongue, he chuckled. Finally opening his mouth wide enough to kiss your entire pussy in one go. Licking from the bottom to the top. God he was so fucking good at this. His wet muscles continued to do that for a few strokes, before eventually he got bored of it. He finally suctioned onto your clit, earning his first audible moan. His tongue peaked out again, softly rubbing circles against it as you became wetter and wetter, your breathing becoming more ragged as you pussy clenched around nothing. Whimpering a little when it wasn’t enough. God you wanted him so deep inside you right now.

His middle finger circled your entrance, dancing around it before he entered just the beginning of it. You felt stimulated now. His tongue circling your clit in medium pace as his lips suctioned around it. Finger now dipping in and out of you, he continued like that for a few minutes, watching your slow build up. The way your stomach would rise and fall as quickly as your breathing. The way your hands moulded your breasts, pretty fingers rubbing your nipples in stimulation with his tongue. He drew your first orgasm pretty quickly and without much effort.

But he wasn’t done. No this was his warm up, this was what he called the first stretch. He rode your high out, and without letting you catch your breath, he added his ring finger inside you. Making you hiss out of overstimulation. They were soft at first, in and out. Steady. His lips kissing around your pussy, sucking on one lip before moving onto the other. Then, his tongue flattened against your clit, shaking his head side to side as the small screech that left you fuelled him on. His mouth went back to sucking onto your clit, tongue now flicking up and down vigorously. Fingers picking up their pace and curling upwards inside you. With your moan getting stuck inside your throat and your head picking up of the flat surface, your free palm slammed down into the piano, other hand grabbing onto his hair tighter. Pulling him off you as your first squirt drilled onto the shiny tile. It was small but it was there, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your legs closed.

“Isn’t this what you wanted Y/N?”

Hopping off the piano on wobbly legs, you pushed him with such intent onto the chair in-front of it. Quickly dropping to your knees as you worked on his belt, pulling him out like your life depend on it.

Smirking at how hard he was you chuckled softly, “always so ready for me aren’t you Yoongi?”

Not letting him answer, you wrap your pretty little lips around the tip of his cock. Sucking gently before swirling your tongue. He immediately sucked a sharp hiss in, his hand splaying down on the piano as your lips continued to travel further down his dick. Your tongue flat underneath him. He looked so pretty like this, hunched over you with his eyes shut close and his lips wide open, cheeks blushing.

Taking him further down your throat, you didn’t waste time before you started bobbing your head up and down, slowly at first, building the tension in his stomach. His other hand around the back of your hand, forcing you to go faster, and you did, immediately hollowing your cheeks even tighter. Making him groan as you looked right up at him, eye to eye. Your last move almost killed him, lips suckling on the tip as your tongue applied pressure right underneath it, right on the bottom of the slit were his soft spot was. That’s when he harshly pulled you off, practically ripping the black dress off of you.

Leaving you bare in front of him, he pulled his slacks further down his legs, beckoning you to come forward and straddle him as he helped you sink down onto him slowly. Your jaw hung low as you gazed into each others eyes, feeling him everywhere. So deep inside your stomach and so deep inside your head. Fuck you hated and loved him at the same time.

“Promise you one thing Y/N” he mutters in your ear, both hands on your neck softly, resting right under your jaw, “no one will ever fuck you the way I do.”

“I’m glad you still love me” you reply, just as hazily and quietly.

He doesn’t deny it, he shakes his head with a soft chuckle, and instead he says, “I never will stop loving you. Even if we can never work this out”.

Scared you might end up wounded right after this, you shut him up with your lips, kissing him deeply and harshly as he feels everything both of you are too afraid to say.

Starting your slow movements, you watched in the mirror opposite you. The way you rose up and sank down back on him. The way his face nuzzled inside your neck and the way your cheek rested on-top of the mop on his head. Rolling your hips into his, you moaned. Digging your nails into his shoulders, before you could feel the fire buzzing off him. Within seconds he had you on the floor. Knees digging into the hard panel.

He didn’t beat around the bush, kneeling in the same position as you but behind, he entered you again. This time the moan leaving your lips was loud. His hand wrapped around your waist, flushing you against him as he began moving at an animalistic pace. Having you in a mess on the floor. His dick was reaching places you know only he knew of. He had you panting with him, his hand forcing your head to looking the mirror.

“Look how pretty you look getting destroyed by my cock hm?”

You were far too gone to respond, watching in the mirror through hooded eyes. Fuck he was good, your pussy was begging to for relief. Begging to cum. You could feel it down your legs and in your toes. The coil in your stomach ready to snap any second and you were done for when his hand reached for your clit, rubbing circles as you moaned his name like a chant, sounds of skin on skin and wetness so lewd anyone who’d pass by would know of the sinful scenes behind the locked doors.

“Fuck, cum for me slut”.

And within a few more sloppy thrusts of his own, you came right with him for the first time. Both of you panting messy and hot. Your orgasm so good you forgot your name for a second.

“Hobi is going to hate us.”

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AN: poor hobi :’) hope y’all enjoyed.

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