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death valley (m) | part 5

summary: welcome to death valley. once you’re in, there’s no telling whether you’ll make it out alive. a summer internship turns wild with blurry nights of dangerous men, dirty money, and extremely hot sex. you soon get caught in a savage game of greed, power and obsession, only to find out that you are the grand prize

pairing: ot7 x f.reader smut ft: yoongi x reader, taehyung x reader

genre: smut. yandere. mystery. thriller. gang!au rockstar!au fightclub!au

wordcount: 6.9k (hehe)

warnings: reader discretion advised. multiple & explicit smut scenes, rough sex, oral sex, coersive sex, yandere behaviors, heavy drug use, sex while intoxicated, implied use of date rape drugs, GUNS, shootings, breast play, a literal fire (bultaoreune lol), begging, dom!yoongi, softdom!taehyung, choking, manipulation, kidnapping, feelings of fear, crying, unwanted advances, cuddles with jin, reader needs a shower damn, jin calls you a dumb fuck (in the nicest way possible?), everyone has abs

a/n: rock with me baby ;) this one’s short n steamy bc full disclosure streaming butter became my full time job for a hot few days, but ill make up for it. make the next one nice n spicy

part 0 | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | series navi | masterlist

F L A S H B A C K—

The clink of the ice cubes against the plastic rim of your rum and coke fade against the pounding electric guitar, echoing through the enclosed walls. Red dice tumble onto the wood floors and cherry lips smack against bated breaths. Your attention is lost in the swirl of your bendy straw as you gnawed away at the flaccid tip.

The leather jacket felt snug around you, and you were unsure if it was the skewed ratio of alcohol in your drink or the blushing reminder that this was Park Jimin’s jacket around you that had you feeling a deep glow within yourself. You waited, hoping he would come claim back what was his. After chasing him for so long, he finally noticed you.

“How you doin love?” Your head turned to meet a sweet, dark chocolate gaze. Just bitter enough to leave you wanting another taste. His plaid shirt was tight around his slim figure, flowing over tight black jeans. You felt his hand on the small of your back, laying a bit lower than you would’ve liked. His other hand tugged the straw from your chapped lips to bring it to his own as he sipped your drink before letting out a heavy sigh. “Sweet” He licked his lips, grinning at you.

“Hey there. You part of the crew?” You batted your eyelashes at him, letting your naughty fingers fiddle with the collar of his shirt. Maybe if Jimin saw you with another man he would get jealous. It was worth a try. The man smirked. 

“Yeah. My name is Min Suga, I’m one of Jimin’s sound engineers” He ruffled his white hair, the ends of which were damp with sweat, “Enjoy the show tonight?”

And so commenced a flirtatious conversation, while you buttered up the young musician, he slid a white powder into the drink he offered to make you. The haze of the night was remembered only by fits of giggles and the hot touch of the stranger and his gorgeous silver rings as they touched every part of you, leaving you a mess of small pants and eager moans. It wasn’t long before he pulled you into his lap and you could feel his desperate arousal pressing between your legs. 

You watched as he lit a cigarette and pushed the tip between your lips. The pout of your lips as you inhaled had him grabbing your hips and pulling you flush against him. You twirled the bud in your nimble fingers before he took it from you, taking a hit himself. A few puffs later, the alcohol was hitting you strong, and in the grey smoke that clouded your eyes, you began to see another face entirely. 

“Minnie” You groaned, forcing your chest to squeeze against his as much as you could. You wanted nothing more than to burn the clothes off your body and feel him, every inch of him in every way. You nibbled his ear. He took the burning end of the cigarette and pressed it into your shoulder.

“Wanna get out of here, love?” You nodded your head, a wave of tiredness hitting you as you fell limp into his arms. 

He brought you to a nearby motel, chaining your arms to the headboard before diving into you like a starved man. You only remember feeling pure bliss, finally having the man you had dreamt of ravish you like you always wanted. 

He choked you, muffling your desperate sounds into a pillow as you cried out “Faster Jimin….please go faster I need…I need you…please”

You had fallen asleep right after, completely unconscious as he fucked you over and over again. He pounded your tired body feverishly before he heard angry knocking at the door. The door burst open and he found himself looking down the barrel of a gun.

“Get the fuck out of here before I call the police you bastard”

When you finally woke up, he was gone. The headache you were left with did nothing to distract you from the piercing guilt in your heart when you realized what had happened. You barely remembered anything about the boy you had just slept with, but as you looked at Jimin’s jacket tossed on the floor, you knew that the man you had fucked had definitely not been him. 

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14 with Tae please

“why are you here?” “i came to make sure you were okay.” | kth

tw: angsty, cute

Taehyung was panting. He had never run so fast in his life. The second that Jimin had called him explaining what had happened to you at the party, he knew he needed to find you.

A part of him was upset. He told you not to go. He warned you that your ex would be there, but you still went. You were always so stubborn, and yet he loved you so much.

When he arrived at your door, he didn't bother knocking, instead he busted through knowing that you never locked your door. You were curled up on your couch, mascara streaming down your face, still in your little dress.

You looked startled to see him.

"T-taehyung?"

He let out a breathless sigh, falling to his knees before you.

"Why are you here?"

Taehyung ignored your question, immediately reaching up to wipe away your tears with the pads of his thumbs, now tainted with the black ink. He didn't care, all he cared about was if you were okay. Seeing you cry, knowing you were hurt, it was an unquenchable throbbing in his chest. He couldn't stand it - not when every fiber of his being was screaming for him to take it all away, to take the pain and only bring you happiness.

"I came to make sure you were okay" His voice was soft, face inches from your own. He would lecture you, eventually. But right now he knew better. You needed him, and so there he was. He crawled onto the couch by you, tangled you up in his arms, and pressed his lips to your forehead, holding you as you cried.

Can I request a drabble w Tae where the reader is innocent and she approaches him saying she couldn't sleep or smthing? And tae fingers her shdhfhfiioj . And she has no clue of his intentions?👉👈 I really enjoy your smut fics sm!

pairing: taehyung x reader

tw: 18+ only, smut, fingering, praise, manipulation

His eyes swept over you, trembling in the cold midnight air. Nipples taught against the flimsy oversized t-shirt you had on.

You blinked at him, wide eyes without a taint of judgement. "I can't sleep" The pout on your lips, delectable.

Sighing deeply, Taehyung crawled into your bed. Not minding the heat that seared through his skin as he came into contact with you.

Legs tangling with yours.

Were you not wearing panties?

He cursed.

His fingers caressed the top of your head when really he wanted to dip them into your sweet little cunt. You would like that, wouldn't you? Why else would you invite him into your bed like this, legs spread, so eager?

His teeth dug into his lips, you were too innocent to realize what you did to him. It wasn't his fault! He was a wretched man, he only had so much self-control.

"Can't sleep, huh?" He whispered darkly, pulling you closer. Tracing the tops of your thigh.

You giggled, pressing your face into his chest. "Tae, w-what, that tickles!"

He shushed you. Lips dusting over yours with a stern look in his eyes.

"Close your eyes"

He watched you gulp with unease. "Taehyung--"

"Close them"

You did. He watched your lids flutter shut as his fingers trailed up, brushing against your clit. A shaky breath left your lips, goosebumps all over you as his dark whispers pressed behind your ear.

"Shh, just relax" His voice was incredibly deep. Vibrating straight to your core. He smirked, feeling your wetness against the pads of his finger. Drawing soft, gentle circles into you.

Without warning he slipped one finger inside. Easily, a soft squelch making him shudder with need. He could feel your heat clench. You were so tight, but that didn't stop him from sliding in one more.

Unknowingly, you spread your legs wider. Wanting to feel his fingers even deeper. He drew them out. Slid them back in. A soft rhythm, burning through you.

"Just like that, good girl" His breath was hot against you. Thumb resting on your clit as he continued to fuck you open with his fingers. "So fucking wet for me baby"

You gasped. Letting Taehyung know you were far from asleep. He scoffed, digging his teeth against your ear.

"Still can't sleep?" He teased darkly. Your eyes flew open, shot with lust. No part of your body was in control as you reached for his face, pressing your lips against his, hard. Desperate. Wanting to swallow him whole.

"Tae" You groaned into his mouth, as his fingers began pistoning even faster.

"My baby gonna come?" He cooed, "Gonna come all over my fingers, hm?"

There was no hiding your moans. The sweet part of your lips as you began to tremble, shocked coursing through your body as you leaked into his palm. He flicked his wrist, guiding you through your orgasm.

"There you go baby, so fucking good" He licked your jaw, aftershocks consuming you as his fingers continued to dig deep.

A wave of ease swept over you. Your eyes finally settling shut. Taehyung kissed you one final time, lips lingering over yours.

"Now sleep, my love" He whispered sweetly, a smile pressing against you. "Sweet dreams"

He knew you had no idea what he had just done to you. But the thought of you wandering to him every restless night begging him to make you come again so you could sleep...

Sweet dreams indeed.

dusk till dawn | kth.

pairing. taehyung x female! reader

genre/prompt. misunderstandings, marriage! au, angst

word count. 1.2k

content.  none questionable, maybe hinted cheating? but it’s a misunderstanding so not entirely

synopsis. You trusted him with your heart, but after seeing him with another, could you again?

writer’s note. written for the BTS Ghostie Writers Net’s writing bingo! It’s not based off the song of the same name but I did listen to it while writing. This is my last square in the row I chose :) Everything flowed out surprisingly quickly for this one. Like it took one hour at most, but I’m proud of it. 

    The flickering of lights showed little solace to the broken heart which you nursed. As you clutched your body, shaking with the sobs which consumed it, the broken pieces of your heart before you seemed to mock your naïveté. You’d placed the entirety of your trust on his palm only for him to close it and crush it. It’s not as though you could deny yourself of his blatant infidelity. You’d watched it happen after all. The Louboutin stilettos you’d picked for today which were once on your feet laid at the door of your shared bedroom with the one which you though was your beloved. You’d dressed up to surprise him and yet, all you’d found once you neared his office was your heart cracking. The journey home was filled with questions of superficial concern uttered by those which served your husband, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do anything but nod and send a watery fake smile. Every minute you’d spent replaying the scene you walked into caused your heart to shatter just a bit more, making it so by the time you walked numbly into the bedroom, your knees buckled and your face gave out. Your face of pretense was unable to be kept any longer than it already had been put up. No, everything was not okay.

    You weren’t meant to walk into that, that much you were aware. After all, why would it be intended for you to find your husband with his shareholder’s mouth on his? No, you hadn’t stayed long enough to watch as he pushed her forcibly away from himself and break their contract. How could you stay that long? Your weakened heart didn’t allow it. You’d read too much about this, all of your friends had gone through this, everyone had told you of the possibility of this. An affair. Your vehement refusal of the fact that your husband, sweet and lovesick Kim Taehyung, would partake in such a vile thing. He was always similar to a lost puppy when it came to you after all. He’d worked so hard to get you, it was almost laughable how it’d never popped into your mind. The biggest question in your mind as you laid on the floor of the darkened bedroom who’s only light was that of a candle was ‘what do I do now?’. A fairly simple question which would garner several answers with which you, however, did not want to partake in. As much as it devastated you, you couldn’t bring yourself to loathe him. As much as every breath with his betrayal in your mind hurt, you didn’t want to end things with him. Even if it hurt, you wanted him by your side. You wanted—no, needed— to forget what you saw. Your body and mind craved for him reassurance, his warmth. If he denied and was not truthful, you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

    The soft thumping of sock clad feet resounded, nearing the door you had shut in haste to hide yourself to the world. The soft knocking went not unnoticed, but ignored by you. It wasn’t until you felt the familiar warmth of your lover pressed to your back and his soft lips meeting your cold skin in comfort that you reacted at all. Your sobs had subsided, but as his broad frame embraced your smaller one, you’d started to let out cries of despair. He whispered simple words of comfort, attempting to subdue your audible grief. It had worked. After what seemed like a couple minutes, you’d be reduced to sniffling.

    “I know you saw. I saw you run in those... towers by the door.” You made no attempt to respond at his attempt of a joke. You didn’t know what would be acceptable in a situation like this for your well-being.

    “I’m going to be truthful, as I always am with you, my love. Please don’t doubt me, I beg you. I love you too much to let you go like this. Please... please look at me, my love.” You’d zoned into how his chest tumbled as he spoke. His words were gentle and full of genuine sencerity. You’d trusted him all these years, it’s not like you can’t bring yourself to again. Still, you’d graced him with nothing but silence. He sighed, knowing he couldn’t do anything but wait. Slowly, his words registered into your brain and just as slowly you attempted to face him from your kneeling position on the floor. He looked just like when you’d both met at the coffee shop you worked at. He would come in every morning despite having several assistants which would break their back to do anything he asked of them. Yet, he’d always make time to pick up his order every morning. He’d never pick up coffee, which you found peculiar for someone who looked like a businessman. He’d always pick something sweet paired with some pastry you offered at the location. Every day for two years he’d never failed to show up every morning until he, finally, asked you out. One could only guess the chain of events that happened before this moment. It was nothing short of sickeningly sweet and fairy-tale raquel days. This, however, was the first and biggest hurdle your relationship decided to encounter. How cruel could life be? He looked nearly the same, just a few minimal wrinkles of age here and there which would show as he did different expressions. He was still the same, however, and that hurt. How could the same Taehyung you knew all this time do such a thing to you?

    His expression was that of soft panic, his fear of losing you outshining any other emotion. You both looked at eachother for a few more seconds or minutes, maybe, before he continued.

    “i’m not going to say it was an accident.” The scattered pieces of your heart showed new cracks within them. They’d be nothing but dust by the end, you figured. You looked down at the floor.

    “I knew she was intending to kiss me. I didn’t think she’d try to, though. You have to believe me when I tell you it wasn’t something i wanted. I’ve done everything I can to keep things professional between us, but she doesn’t get tired of trying. I didn’t know she would do this. Ple—please look at me.” Could you believe him? You closed your eyes and inhaled a heavy breath, laden with your insecurities. Looking into his eyes, maybe it was wishful thinking, you saw they held the only emotion he’d retained throughout his his entire ordeal: sincerity. You could see even remorse. His brain was filled with ‘If only’ and ‘I should’ve’ thoughts. He hoped—desperately—you could believe him. He’d heard many in his position talk of this situation happening and he didn’t want the end they described to happen.

    “I know I should’ve pushed her off as soon as she neared me, but she always flirts with me and never steps over the line. I should’ve done it immediately, but I was stunned. If checking the cameras will make you happy then I’ll arrange so that you can look at the footage.” He suggested his voice softening and lifting into what sounded like a question. You took his cheeks in your warming hands and softly pecked him. You’d believe him, even if your brain screamed that he wasn’t being truthful. Even if your body didn’t want to believe the truth he spoke, you trusted him with your life.

-o-

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ADORE

☆Summary - You beg Taehyung, your boyfriend who is a tattoo artist to give you your first tattoo but he’s hesitant to. But after agreeing and seeing you with your tattoo he can’t seem to keep his hands off you. 

☆Song - Adore (Cashmere Cat ft. Ariana Grande)

☆Pairing - AU!Tattoo Artist!Taehyung x Shy!Fem!Reader

☆Alternative Universe - Tattoo Artist + Normal life

☆Genre - Fluff, Smut

☆Word count - 2409

☆Warning - Smut, Soft smut, pet names, Tattooing, Reader getting her first tattoo, inside lip tattoo, Tattooed Taehyung, Fingering, Unprotected sex, Biting, Hair pulling, Tattoos,??? (if I should add just let me know) 

☆A/N - Okay I'm so nervous for this one shot. It’s been so long since I’ve written smut, so if you can please give me your feedback. I would really appreciate it. Depending on how this one will go I will write more smut. And I will allow requests for smut. Other than that, I hope you enjoy it.

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At the moment you were walking to a very familiar place, a tattoo shop called Magic Shop that was like a second home to you. You were following after Taehyung. Your boyfriend of a year who was the co-owner with his best friends. He was also a tattooed Adonis of a man that you had no idea how you snagged off the market, with your shy and timid tendency. 

Right now you were walking after him fiddling with your shoulder bag, as he fished through his pocket for the keys to open the shop door. Stopping you admired his backside in his tight black jeans as you begged him endlessly to give you your first tattoo. Turning to open the door for you, Taehyung soon caught you red handed staring at him. Which caused you to look away quickly as you felt your face heat up. Smirking, Taehyung reaches to grab your chin to force you to look at him with your e/c eyes that show embarrassment.

“Sweetheart, I just don’t want you to regret it later on. Okay,” he sighs. He then  licked his sinful lips as he looked at you with his brown mesmerizing eyes. Taehyung always knew how to make you feel things that no one else did. 

“And don’t think I didn’t just catch you staring, you're always cute when you blush,” Taehyung whispered into your ear with his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. Moving slowly he pressed a soft gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth. 

Boy, so what's been on your mind? For me, it's just you all the time We don't need to go nowhere tonight It's you and I, we'll be alright

Smiling you and moving your head slightly you capture his lips with your own.  Which leads him to take his hand off the door causing it to shut. Placing his strong calloused hands on your hips. He soon breaks away from the kiss with a smirk looking down at you. You then place your hands on his chest biting your lip. Then you proceeded to pout dramatically to him. You really wanted this tattoo and you wanted him to do it for you.

“But since you’re begging so nicely, and I’d rather it be me who gives you your first tattoo I’ll do it,” he signed as he gave into your request with a smile. Looking at him with wide eyes a squeal escaped you.

“Thank you,” you exclaimed to him. You then reached up grabbing the collar to his jacket and pulled him into a long passionate kiss not caring about anyone who could see. You were just so excited to be getting a tattoo and that he agreed to do it.

 'Cause here, we get to take our time

You, you're finer than some wine

We don't need to go nowhere tonight

It's you and I, we'll be alright

I'll give you everything

I'll give you everything

“Come on Tae. Please can we do it now,” you begged. At the moment you were pouting with your hands together giving him the best puppy dog eyes you could muster. Looking up from the drawings and tracings he had scattered on display in front of him on his desk. He then leans back in his chair, crossing his arms admiring you. 

Taehyung looks at you with a wide smile, not being able to help himself with how cute you look. Right now, you were sitting on your knees with wide eyes, your bottom lip jutted out and fingers tangled together. He was amazed at how open you were with only him. Without  a care in the world, or a care of anyone's judgment on the way you were acting. Taehyung was honored that you only act this way around him, outgoing and carefree. Not like your shy usually closed off timid self around others. It took awhile, but with his stubbornness and patient creative mind he was able to slowly open your shell. Letting the gates flood open with the amazing creativity and abnormalness that was Y/N.

“Ugh love, you’re going to be the death of me,” Taehyung chuckles. He soon stands up from the chair with the stencil drawing of his initials that he wrote. Scurrying off your chair you followed after him down the hall with a skip in your step. On your way to his workspace you both pass other tattoo artists at work such as  Jungkook, Yoongi, and  Namjoon. Seeing them you send greetings to them, receiving smiles and ‘hellos’.

You don't owe me anything

So when you're ready, baby

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my 

You were in Taehyung’s work space sitting in a big black chair. You at the moment were fidgeting in excitement as he got the tools and supplies that he needed together. He was gathering everything for the task of tattooing his initials KTH on the inside of your lower lip. Sitting down in a stool with wheels, Taehyung pushes himself over settling in between your legs comfortably. Placing his tattooed covered arms on your thighs that were now on display since he took off his jacket.

 Looking up at you with a smile Taehyung reaches up grabbing the nape of your neck pressing a hard kiss to your lips. This caused you to bring your hands up and wrack your fingers through his hair pulling at the strands as you moaned. Grunting Taehyung grips your thighs, squeezing them. He then leans away with a chuckle and a big smile as you chase after the kiss. With a dazed sigh your hands drop to your lap with a small smile that you couldn’t seem to get rid of. Taehyung leaned over your leg grabbing a pair of black gloves from a little silver table with other tools, putting them on swiftly .

 “Alright love, you know the deal with everything?”

Nodding your head vigorously in confirmation and excitement. You already knew the things that needed to be done with getting a tattoo on your lip. You had asked everyone in the shop their input on the procedure, and also looked up as much information on lip tattoos as you could. You didn’t care if you were being paranoid, you weren’t going to get something as terrifying as a tattoo and not know anything on the matter. If you were being honest with yourself, the only reason you were getting one was because Taehyung was the one that was going to tattoo it himself. Such as the care, rinsing and spitting more often especially every time after eating or drinking, and most importantly that it most likely will be temporary. 

“Alright, then let’s get started shall we!” Taehyung says enthusiastically. You giggled as he began clapping his hands together with a big smile. A smile he only seems to reserve for you. Rubbing your legs against Taehyung’s strong calves affectionately. You then smile back at him before you open your mouth for him. He then starts getting the numbing swabs ready for your mouth. 

And then I'm like, oh, your love

My my my my my

And then I'm like, oh, yeah yeah

'Cause you're what I adore

 Taehyung was in a daze as he was holding your lower lip. He was admiring his work now. With both of his thumbs looking at his handwritten initials as you were both in front of a mirror. With the new tattoo Taehyung was looking at you with what you could only describe as love, lust, and possessiveness. Looking up into his eyes you could now see his brown eyes now staring in a daze at you with so many emotions at you.

 “Oh Y/n. You have no idea how much this is turning me on right now,” Taehyung grunts as he slowly walks you until your back hits the wall. Molding his body with yours perfectly you could feel his hard member against your stomach. You soon become a moaning mess when he tangles his fingers through your hair. He then  kisses your lips carefully not wanting to hurt you. Taehyung then leaves open mouth kisses down your jaw then to your neck as you move your head to the side. Inviting him to bite, nip and leave as many marks all over as he wanted.

 After that, when you catch your breath

You look at me and say

Love, are you real?

Just don't pretend you're just a friend

Clothes were scattered everywhere in the small workspace as you gasped for air with your head back. Your legs were wrapped around Taehyung’s waist, and eyes closed in pure bliss. Taehyung was pumping two fingers into your soaked pussy rubbing the palm of his hand on your soaked clit expertly, as he bit hard at your collar bone. 

“Please Tae, can I, please!” You begged as your nails clawed at his inked decorated  back squeezing your thighs around his waist.

Taehyung tsked, shaking his head no which had you whimpering in irritation.  Moving his head from your neck he smirked mischievously. Reaching both of his strong tattooed hands up he exposes your new tattoo lip, and soon he bites his own. A whimper escapes your mouth as you feel his lips gently against your own as well from the loss of his digits from your tight pussy. 

Smirking, Taehyung leans back after he pecks his initials softly. He then smiles moving away but stops as you lean forward and deliver a kitten lick to his top lip with a shy smile. A wide smile forms on Taehyung’s sinful lips as he leans in diminishing the space between you two once again. You moan, as you reach up and thread your fingers through his hair as he licks your top lip teasingly. Taking you by surprise he sucks your tongue between his lips.  He then begins to ravish every inch of your mouth carefully with his tongue turning you into a moaning mess. 

I'll give you everything

I'll give you everything

You don't owe me anything

So when you're ready, baby

 Taehyung continues with his teasing, making you tremble in pleasure. You keep pleading with him to give you the sweet release that you want so badly. Walking over he then sits down in his black chair with you in his lap. He reclines it back holding onto your hips so you are secure. Looking up at you he runs his hand up your hips to your chest giving your ample breasts a painful but pleasurable squeeze, holding onto his wrist as you throw your head back moaning in pleasure.

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my

 Looking down at Taehyung in all his glory you tilt your head with a soft loving smile. Taehyung licks his lips as the corners of them start to twitch, not being able to help himself. When you were in a carefree mood it always seemed to be contagious to him. Taehyung adores you more and more every moment he’s with you. Even if Taehyung hadn't said it to you yet, he loved you with his entire being. 

 Smiling up at you. Taehyung didn't stop you as your hands traveled down his inked wrist to his shoulders tracing the detailed drawings on his body. So entranced by him leaning down you began to kiss Taehyung's decorative neck with a skull and flowers. Every intricate black line you kissed. And then you began biting hard leaving dark purple marks everywhere. From his chest to shoulders as your hands traveled down his stomach to his hard cock.

And then I'm like, oh, your love

My my my my my

And then I'm like, oh, yeah yeah

'Cause you're what I adore

Taehyung was buried deep inside your tight pussy as you rode him with a steady pace. Leaning down you kiss him softly, both of you moaning insync as he starts to meet your thrust. You soon throw your arms around his neck.

Just don't pretend you're just a friend

Don't pretend you're just a friend

Don't pretend you're just a friend

Don't pretend you're just a friend, boy

Thrusting into with a slow but deep pace, Taehyung then tangles his long fingers through your hair pulling your head back resulting in you moaning loudly. Grunting and cursing Taehyung takes his other hand grabbing your jaw keeping you from biting your now tattooed lower lip. Not caring if the two of you were loud, Taehyung allows you to do the one thing you’ve wanted to do with just a few words. 

 “Come for me baby girl!” Taehyung growls as you scream in pleasure, finally having that sweet release you wanted so badly. 

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my

Taehyung was content as you sat in his lap, both of you still naked and bodies still molded together perfectly. Your head was lying on his shoulder as you dragging a finger outlining each unique inked illustration on his skin. Sighing Taehyung looks down at you with a loving smile as you return a shy one back to him. Chuckling he kisses your head, then grabs your chin he pushes your bottom lip down gently looking at his initials. Not being able to get enough of seeing the letters KTH.

“I got to say love, this is going to drive me crazy,” he sighs with a chuckle. Looking at you enormed but soon raises a brow, when you smirked at him innocently batting your lash at him. Taking Taehyung by surprise, you suck his thumb into your mouth, licking the length which causes him to grunt and wet his lips. 

“As I always say you’re gonna be the death of me Y/n,” Taehyung growls which leads you to giggle feeling him grow hard once again all because of you.

And then I'm like, oh, your love

My my my my my

And then I'm like, oh, yeah yeah

'Cause you're what I adore

Giggling you circle your arms around his neck as he picks you up off his lap, gripping your thighs tightly he wraps them around his waist securely. Walking you to the wall ravishing you all over again without a care in the world.

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈 (𝟎𝟏. 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒)

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈 | ❝ When you do something with soul, creativity or love; putting a piece of yourself into what you do. ❞

★★ 𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺.★★

Summary - You're a young woman who's shy and tomboyish who unexpectedly has two soulmate names inked on your skin. You had found one soulmate while in high school named Roman who has been with you through many ups and downs. Roman was a unique man in his own way. Which made you love him more for who he is. The two of you are inseparable growing older and now have a job together on a YouTube channel with your group of friends. Though you had Roman at your side you have always wondered and questioned who your other soulmate was… Taehyung. One day your question is answered when you find your other soulmate Taehyung is part of a YouTube group called BTS. But all are shocked when they find out he happens to be the identical twin of Roman, who had no clue he had a twin much less an identical one. Which starts an interesting journey for the three of you. All you knew was that you were curious and stuck in a state of wonder. But you knew you would love the two men whose souls were tangled with yours.

Pairing - Twins!Taehyung x Fem!Reader or Taehyung x Fem!Reader x Male!Oc

Alternative Universe - Normal Life, YouTube, Soulmate

Warnings - Fluff, Angst, Semi Smut, Language, Bullying, Cyber Bullying, Fem!Boy/Flower Boy, Interracial Relationship, MxM, Poly. Relationship (this is a triangle Poly. relationship. Meaning Oc and Taehyung will not be together, but will both be in a relationship with MC.), Past Abuse, Mentions of Adoption, May Add If Needed

The feeling of fingers lightly brushing against your arm up to the curve of your shoulder was the first thing you woke up to in the morning. The feeling sent a shiver down your spine knowing who they belonged to. You then felt their fingers lightly travel down your arm again and making their way to your waist. They then firmly wrapped an arm around you. As your back was pulled into a firm chest you then felt a pair of lips meet the curve of your shoulder. The pair of lips soon traveled up your neck to kiss behind your ear once and then the owner of the lips spoke.

“I know you're up, love,” a male deep teasing voice filled the quiet room as he chuckled. Upon hearing his voice a giggle escaped your lips. Knowing you couldn’t pretend you were asleep any more. So with a sigh you turned around and faced the owner of the strong arms that were wrapped around you. The owner of the smooth lips that were on your skin, the one who owned the deep voice that you loved to hear so much. As you turned you were met with your smiling soulmate. The one soulmate who you knew since it felt like forever. The one who’s name was written above your left collar bone… Roman Knight. 

You had met Roman when you were in highschool and he was as well. The two of you were in the same friend group but never had the chance to meet at first. But once your best friends Zia Jacobs and Philip Davidson also known as Phil found out about both of your soulmate names. The two instantly knew that Roman their friend was one of your soulmates. So the two had a little get together with all of their friends and soulmates and made you two meet.

The first thing that came to mind when you saw Roman was one thing: boy was he pretty. He had on a pastel pink jacket on top of a white shirt, light blue skinny jeans, with pink and white converse. His skin was littered with cute little colorful drawings. The one drawing that stuck out the most was the one on his cheek, a rainbow colored flower. His wavy hair that fell over his eyes was colored a pastel pink. And his face was decorated with light makeup. The first time you met him your breath was taken away. So much so you almost swooned. 

The first time you met Roman, you knew he was different. From the first time speaking to him getting to know him, all you wanted to do was take Roman in your arms and never let go. You wanted to shield him from the world. But you knew he had you hooked. You knew that he had you wrapped around his finger. Especially when finding out his name… your soulmate. What you didn’t know was that Roman was thinking and feeling the same things you were but towards you. You didn’t know until later on once he spilled his feelings to you.

But from our first meeting, you two became the best of friends… inseparable. And once after a while the two of you started dating officially. You both have been together ever since and still going strong after many years together. You still had your trials and tribulations that you went through and still go through till this day. But the two of you go through them together.  

Roman Knight was your first everything; first kiss, first date, first boyfriend. Both Roman and yourself cherish every moment more than ever. Though what most didn’t know was that you had two soulmates… but you only know one which was Roman. While Roman’s name was above your left collar bone, on your right was the cursive writing of the name Taehyung Kim. 

Taehyung was your other soulmate who you have yet to meet. It was a huge bump in the road for Roman and yourself because you had two soulmates. While Roman only had one, you. Meaning two people had to share a soulmate. There were difficulties with the matter but after time there were agreements and you two became happy with the agreements. Both of you learnt over time to soak up all the time you have with each other before someone else came into the picture. 

Smiling with a content sigh you had reached up and lightly brushed Roman's freshly dyed pink hair from his dark brown eyes. You then began tracing his features with the tips of your fingers. You were so taken by him that you didn’t hear Roman begin speaking to you. You were soon cut off from tracing his features when Roman gently took your wrist in his hand. Placing a kiss on your wrist Roman then spoke again now having your attention.

“... Are you listening, love?” Roman whispered with a smile. 

“Umm no… I have no clue what you said Row,” you giggled. As you felt your face begin to heat up. Roman chuckled and then crawled over you. Placing himself on top of you he then began to place a kiss upon your lips before lying on top of you. Resting his arms on your chest he lies his head on his arms looking up at you. Smiling at him you reached and began to play with his pastel pink hair. That you always found yourself playing with. But you soon stopped when a thought came to my head. 

Today was the day that Roman would reveal himself on your youtube channel that you shared with your friends. The channel was called The Diverse Crew and it was runned by yourself and Roman and your friends you knew from high school, Zia, Phil, Nate, and Bill. You all did a whole bunch of things on the channel dealing with dancing, singing, and art. It was a pretty big channel with different branches connected to it. 

“Are you sure you wanna reveal yourself on our youtube channel,” you had questioned him. You knew how he was. Roman was an introvert and shy to a fault just like you but more so. It was one of the things you bonded over. But once you were both comfortable with people you could be all over the place. 

That was why you were wondering if he really wanted to go onto the channel and reveal himself. Roman has been on your channel before but was always covered up to keep his identity a secret. You and my friends were fine with that, he felt comfortable that way. But you were also alright if he joined the crew with his identity revealed. You just wanted to make sure if that was what he really wanted to do, you didn’t want Roman to get overwhelmed. So recently you always ended up making sure it was what he wanted to do these past few days.

“Yeah I’m ready, But I also want to be known as your soulmate too,” Roman answered with a smirk as he traced his name on your skin with his fingertips. Which caused ashiver to run down your spine, As you felt the sparks that always came when he touched you. Hearing him caused you to smile though. But soon you felt his fingers begin to become ticklish so you ended up giggling. Leaning forward you soon kissed his cheek. Dropping your head back onto the pillow with a sigh you stared up at the ceiling and nodded.

“Of course we can announce that you're my soulmate. I’ve been tired of the comments and what not. It can take people off my back about at least one of my soulmates,” you rambled on. You felt Roman nod to your ramble looking back at him. You see he had a small smile on his face. You knew one of the reasons he was happy to reveal himself was so that people knew he was your soulmate and you were his. People already knew you had two soulmates and knew you had met one. They knew him as Row on the channel, the one that covered himself up. Thinking about him being possessive though made you giggle a bit.

“What?” Roman asked, tilting his head with a smile. 

“Nothing. Nothing at all. Do you think we should get ready?” You chuckled, as you shook your head changing the subject. 

“Yes!!! I’m doing your hair and make up Y/n,” he exclaimed with a wide smile. Wrapping his arms around you he buried his face into your chest with a chuckle. Laughing you wrapped your arms around him pulling him close. 

“Okay Row my goodness. Can you help me pick something out?” You asked him, knowing that Roman loved when he could help you get ready. He usually helped get you dressed for the channel. But other than that you were usually in sweatpants and a t - shirt. You were one to dress up like a tomboy but sometimes you’d let Roman dress you up to his liking.

“Most definitely love,” he cheered, raising his head up with a wide smile still on his face. Another giggle escaped you. As you placed a hand on his cheek. As soon as you did, Roman leaned into your hand soaking up the affection. Dragging your thumb over his cheek you smiled back at him. But the moment was short lived once you saw what time it was on the digital clock next to your bed.

“Okay my flower. Get up so we can get ready,” you softly ordered him. As you shuffled underneath him. Reaching over you took your phone from the bedside stand and looked over your texts.

“Alright!” Roman exclaimed as he jumped off you and ran to our closet. 

Chuckling, you watched as he ran around getting your clothes ready for the day. You couldn’t help but think he was so cute.  You adored him so much. It was no secret that Roman was different. You thought he was special. He just had a different way of looking at things and took interest in different things than most wouldn’t. These things made people judge him, but yourself and your friends were always there to shut them up. It was hard for Roman and you in high school because just like him you were different too. But you always stuck together and stayed close to your friend group who never judged you both.

 Before you could think about those days you shook the thoughts from your head and looked back to your phone. You took the time to read over a few important texts from your friends dealing with the channel. Putting down the phone you got up and walked to the vanity in the room that you and Roman shared and started to brush out your long hair. A giggle would escape you here and there as you watched Roman run around through the mirror. After placing your clothes on the bed he was soon next to you plugging up a straighter and curling iron.

“What would you like me to do with your hair?” He asked, as he took the brush from your hands. He then gently pushed you to sit down in the stool that went with the vanity. Smiling to him in the mirror you shrugged your shoulders.

“I don’t know. Do whatever you want, Row. You know what I like and what not so go ahead and put something together.” you shrugged again clueless with a chuckle. Because you were clueless. You weren't one for all the hair and make up stuff. You usually depend on Roman or your friend Zia to guide you with that sort of stuff. You knew very little when it came to that stuff. You only liked eyeliner and mascara then you’d throw your hair in a ponytail or leave it out. You were good for those things. 

Roman soon laughed but nodded and began to work on your hair and make up. Looking at him in the mirror you watched as he did your hair with a look of content and focus. I watched him with admiration and awe. You loved when he did your hair or anyones at the matter. You could tell he was in his element and he was doing what he loved. You were shaken from your thoughts though when your phone rang. You were about to get up to get it but Roman placed a hand on your shoulder stopping you. Clipping your hair in place he walked over and got your phone looking at who it was.

“It’s Zia,” he answered with a smile. He was always happy to hear from his friends. They were more so like family to him. Having helped him through so much. So with a wide smile he showed you the phone. Revealing a goofy picture of Zia on your phone.

“Can you answer it please,” you said, trying not to move your head. He nodded and answered the phone. Walking over he began doing your hair again. He unclipped the piece of hair and began straightening your hair.   

“Hey Zia!” He answered, placing the phone between his shoulder and ear. But soon sucked his teeth and handed you the phone with a playful roll of his eyes. As he mumbled, “she wants to talk to you.” 

Sighing you rolled your eyes as well with a chuckle. Taking the phone the first thing you heard was Zia shouting “HELLO Y/N!”

“Damn Zia! Calm down! What is it you want?” You laughed, as you finally placed the phone to your ear to listen to what she had to say. You soon heard a deep chuckle from behind you from Roman. You knew he heard her through the phone. Which caused you to smile at him through the mirror, which he returned as he continued your hair.

“I wanted to speak to you about today's live on the channel,” Zia informed you. Once she calmed down with a more serious tone. You knew she meant business when she got this way. So with a sigh you listened to what she had to say.

“Yeah, what about it?” You questioned her. You were confused as to what she wanted to talk about. We had gone over as a group on what would be said and what questions would be answered. You all also were going to make sure everyone in our group was there. That meant you, Zia, Nate, Bill, and Phil. It was so that you could all support Roman and could help if something happened during the live.

“Nothing much just wanted to go over the questions with you and what not since you are leading the show today,” Zia explained to you. You could hear papers and what not shuffle over the phone. So you gave her a minute to gather what she needed. 

Looking into the mirror you watched as Roman did your hair. He was finishing up straightening your hair and seemed to be starting to style it. As he did so you talked to Zia over what was going to be done and talked about on the channel today. You also brought Roman into the conversation as well being that it was him revealing himself on the channel. You wanted to make sure he was comfortable with the questions and what not. Which he was okay with mostly all of them.  

Soon you all were wrapping up everything on the conversation over the phone with Zia and you hung up the phone. As you did so Roman finished your hair. Which was in a half up and half down hairstyle. Which you loved. He then turned you around and began doing your makeup with light tones. Staying still you talked to him about the show.

“Are you excited?” You asked with your eyes closed. As he did your eyeshadow. 

“Yeah I want to be more involved and what not. I know I can keep my identity a secret but I want to start making a name for myself. And I want to stop hiding who I am. I want to not be scared of what people will say about me. I want to be me. You know,” he revealed to you. Roman was officially tired of hiding who he was as a person. Yes, he was different than most. But that didn’t mean he should hide who he was. With your help over the years Roman had learned to love who he was. And he finally wanted to flaunt it. He wanted to flaunt who he was and be proud of himself. He also wanted to stand proudly by your side… as your soulmate.He wanted to get over his fear of being judged. As he thought of this you then noticed a tear slip from his eye which you caught. Wiping it away you nodded with a sincere smile.

“It’s okay Row I understand. And that's what we are going to do today,” you whispered. Leaning forward to press a kiss to his lips. He sighed into the kiss then broke away. Placing his head against mine. 

Nodding he then leaned back and continued to do your makeup. After he was done you gave him another kiss and thanked him and went over to put on your clothes. It was a black long sleeve shirt with a light blue jean overall short dress over the shirt that went to your knees. When you were done dressing you turned to Roman and watched as he was doing his hair and make up. Waiting for him to get done you watched and played on your phone. When he was done he ran over to change into his outfit; a white button up shirt with small vertical pink stripes, a pair of light blue skinny jeans, with pink shoes, and topped it off with a pink leather jacket. 

“You look so pretty, Row!” You flirted with a smirk. He soon started to blush but soon glided over to you wrapping his arms around you. Leaning down he kissed you with a chuckle. 

“Thank you, Y/n, You look pretty too, my love,” he smirked at you. Blushing, you whispered a thank you. And then went over and grabbed your purses. Handing Roman his pink purse you put your own black purse on your shoulder. Roman was shaking with excitement and he soon grabbed your hand and began to drag you out of your apartment to our car.

𝐁𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 (𝟎𝟏. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄)

𝐁𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 |❝ You have bewitched me, body and soul. ❞

Summary - You are a young witch moving to Forks Washington after certain events that changed you. All you wanted was to start anew with your family. While trying to start another chapter in your life you find yourself forming a bond and falling in love with a vampire named Taehyung. Both of you start an adventure with each other and go through the troubles together being, a rare pair, a witch and vampire in love.

Pairing - Vampire!Taehyung x Fem!Witch!reader

Alternative Universe - Twilight Saga

Warnings - Language, Angst, Fluff, Spoilers, Violence, Gore of sorts, Past Abuse, Blood, Semi Smut, Mature Themes, May Add If Needed

Clouds. Trees. Leaves. Green. Gray. Brown. Blue.

There was a vast amount of white and gray clouds of different shades, shapes, and sizes in the grayish blue serene sky. But it stopped in the middle abruptly. To clash along with the different green tree tops. With their unique colors and forms that included different greens and browns. Looking around everything was damp. Drops of water were everywhere dripping beautifully.

Some would probably say it just rained. But you would say the sky had just stopped crying, but that was just yor thinking on the matter. The nature here all clashed so beautifully, just as beautiful and unique as any other place. The place that comes to your mind though, was New York, your home state.Though it was the total opposite of the place you were at now. You still thought they were beautiful in their own way.

The nature and uniqueness were all you could see and could think about at the moment. As you sat in the backseat of her stepfather's car. While the seats before you were being preoccupied by two men. Who were different in their own way but alike in some ways. Right now though the two were bickering continuously. The two had been playfully bantering the whole trip. The two men were your stepfather who was driving, and then next to him was your godfather. Your godfather who you saw as your uncle and called him Uncle Will. Who happened to be sitting in the passenger seat.

"Are we there yet? " William Johnson, your uncle whined to her step-father for the tenth time during your ride. He seemed to be bored at the moment more than anything. Because when he wasn't stuck in his head, or it wasn't a serious matter... he joked around and spoke a lot. Soon you could hear your step-father take a deep breath that was filled with irritation. Seeming to be over with Will's antics, knowing that he was about to joke about a song having hear it before during the drive. Hearing them you looked from the window. You turn to put your attention on the two. Watching the two of them argue again. Being it was one of your sources of entertainment during the drive.

"Man, if you ask me one more time. Imma come from way back when and smack the shit outta you," your stepfather Max Wilson yelled with agitation as he turned to William with an agitated look. After a moment Max then turned to put his focus back on the road. Then and there you could tell he was done with this drive altogether. You could also feel his emotions, irritation. tiredness, but also amusement. That he was hiding very well.

"Here we go again," you had heard a mutter come from the seat next to you. As you soon felt a nudge under your hand. There they were next to you was a black cat with its ears flickering and tail swaying behind them. As they nudge their head under your hand trying to get your attention. The black cat was male. He went by the name of Yoongi, and he was also known as Suga. Who happened to also be your familiar. Looking down, you placed a hand on his head to pet him. You then sent him a discreet nod as you continued to watch the two men in front of you begin arguing again.

"Why you gotta be so rude?" William sang with a pout. As he leaned his head back on the head rest of his seat looking at Max with his wide dark brown eyes. He was being overly dramatic at the moment. But if he wasn't he wouldn't be Will. He was a man who was humorous and a jockster. But when the time called for it he could be serious. But still even then he'd tried to crack a joke to lighten the mood. This caused you to smile thinking about Will and his jokes and humor.

"Why you gotta be so freaking annoying?" Max grumbled with tense shoulders. Even though Max was agitated, he couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face. While he playfully bantered with his best friend. Max was the serious one of the two. But he could still joke around when the time calls for it. He could still loosen up when he wanted to, but take charge when needed.

"You both sound like an old married couple," you voiced with a chuckle. As you looked at the two men in front of you. Before turning your attention to Yoongi. Who was now climbing into your lap making himself comfortable. With a smile you began to pet him as he purred and lied on your lap. It always made you smile when he was affectionate. Being that he was only affectionate with you.

"Well damn, why you gotta be so rude too, Y/n," William sang again but to you. Turning his head to you with an exaggerated pout on his face. While Max playfully whined like a child. Max then looked up at you through the rear view mirror with his own over exaggerated pout. These two when alone were funny, but together they were hilarious. They could make anyone laugh if they wanted to. Which they did often.

"Why do you guys gotta act like five-year old's Uncle Will? " You retorted back looking at the two with an innocent smile. Shaking your head you looked down quickly at Yoongi petting him trying to hide your giggles. Not being able to help it but egg them on. Yoongi though didn't seem to care as he laughed loudly.

"Oh burn," Yoongi chuckled with his heavy accent. Looking at the two men with a tilt of his head. He was always aggravated with the two and their jokes. But he couldn't deny they were good men. They have done so much for him like you have. He was happy to be a part of this little family and was grateful that they accepted him.

"Oh, shut up you pet," William snapped at Yoongi jokingly. William had a smirk upon his face. Knowing how much Yoongi despised being called a 'pet'. So, William used it every chance he could to get a rise out of the familiar. It was always in a joking manner. Yoongi knew but he really couldn't stand being called 'pet'. Which you could see even in his cat form you could tell he was angered. But you could tell his anger was rising through the bond you had. You also knew he was grumpy because he hadn't sleep that much during the ride. Having been trying to keep you calm. He knew how nervous you were because of the big change you were going through. Everyone knew you hated change.

"That, that is just cold," Maxed started with a shake of his head. While trying to ignore William and Yoongi. The two could go at each other continuously just like himself and William. But the two can get harsh with their jokes. Which Max really didn't want to hear at the moment. So, he tried to keep his attention off them. But it was no use as he heard Yoongi from your lap.

"Call me pet one more freaking time,''Yoongi growled, ready to pounce on William. Though before he could you were quick to pull him close to your chest. As you began to rub behind his ears down his back. Knowing the gesture would calm him. Which led Yoongi to fall into your chest. As he let out a loud purr. William was once again about to say another insult but was stopped by the glare you sent his way. Doing this caused your eyes to change into a reddish orange. Being that whenever you were feeling an intense emotion. At that moment you were annoyed immensely. Seeing this caused William to clear his throat. Not wanting to invoke you and turned his attention to Max.

"Max, well she is your daughter," William said, turning in his seat. Turning his teasing on Max once again. Also changing the subject off of Yoongi. Who was content in your arms. Seeming to be falling asleep as he fell deeper in your arms. Which caused you to smile as you continued to pet him behind his ears.

"What's that got to do with anything?" Max questioned William with a raised brow not denying the accusation. You though didn't contribute to the conversation. Because you was too busy hugging Yoongi close to you and petting him still. Yoongi then nudged you lazily under your chin. Seeming to finally fall asleep as he laid against your chest purring contently.

"Well she must have gotten it from somewhere," William insisted. Which you thought was kind of true as you listen to the two. Yes, Max wasn't your biological father. But Max was the closest thing you had to one. Him having raised you from a young age. So over the years of him raising you, you had picked up some of his habits. Not much but a few that you've carried along with you for years. The two of you never had a problem with it. But William brings it up any chance he gets to tease the two of you.

"You know she's got a mother right. She contributed too," Max retorted. Trying to take the blame off of himself. But Max soon shook his head, seeming to try to rid himself of memories. The memories of the past that haunted him at times. That he had gotten over. But he still had trouble remembering and being scared of it at times.

"Yea but that was one crazy bitch. She's nothing like her and you both raised her. So... she must've gotten it from you bro," William insisted once again. William knew what he said was true and wanted to get his pointed across on the matter. He knew you were nothing like your mother. Having been there in your life for a long time. He was there since you were a baby being friends with your mother for a long time. He was the one who had introduce Max and your mother together. Though he didn't know what happened to your mother. Neither men knew what happened to your mother. But they did know they were happy to have you in their life.

"I hate to agree but you're right man. She's better," Max praised you. As he sent you a soft sincere smile in the rearview mirror. Which you returned happily. Before you looked back out the window. Watching as the scenery went past as the car moved. But soon you looked down, stuck in your thoughts.

You were always happy when Max and William reminded you that you were nothing like your mother. Your mother being a cruel woman. She was nice the first years of your life. But when you started showing signs of magic... she changed drastically. Shaking your head you quickly turned to look out the window watching the trees and sky. Pulling Yoongi closer to you with a sigh kissing his furry head. Smiling when he purred. You were hoping that this move would be good for you. Hoping it would help you let go of the past and start seeing a new happy furture.

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At the moment, you were sitting in your new bed. As Yoongi laid contently in your lap purring. You were watching with amazement and concentration. Practicing your magic to put things in their appropriate places. While watching your magic as it floated things in the air; books, clothes, supplies, all of your things were floating everywhere from boxes. But as you were practicing your magic something came to your mind. You were so grateful for your magic. What would you do without it? But as you thought of that statement. In a quick moment you started to remember your past. The past you so desperately wanted to forget. The past that made you who you and what you were today. A very powerful witch. But what would have happened if she would have taken your powers? What would you have done then?

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Sitting in the corner of a basement you were tied up with rope. Your crying being muffled by tape over your mouth. A woman was standing in front of you, this woman was your mother. She was pacing back and forth vigorously, in panic reading the book in her hands. A book that you learned over the years was a grimoire.

You knew why her mother was panicking. She was panicking because she knew she didn't have enough time. Enough time to do what she had planned with the ritual she had set up for you. The reason being because Max and William would be on their way to save you soon. She was think of what she could do but came up with dead ends.

The reason you knew this was because you could hear her. More specifically, you could hear her thoughts. Her thoughts at the time were erratic and chaotic. But with her thoughts in such a state. it made it easy for you to find out many things from reading them. Being that her walls were down making her vulnerable along with them being loud. One thing that you found out was about the ritual she performed on you the night before. After she had used a spell on you to make you sleep.

The ritual that she had already done on you had made you more powerful than ever. You found out that was all part of her plan she had set up. You were just a vessel to hold the magic. Then she would extract it from you along with your own magic. Which made you weep from her spot in the corner.

That was the night you had been the most scared in your life. But it seemed to be the night that everything had changed for you. You have obtained more power than ever. Then without you knowing your magic had called out to Yoongi your familiar. You then ended up bonding with him as a witch and familiar. Who had been the one to take down your mother. When William and Max found you that night you were sobbing in the arms of Yoongi. Who had untied you and was trying to comfort and sooth you as he rocked you back and forth. While there was a pile of dust in front of you both where your mother once stood.

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"Hey Y/n. It's okay, come back to me. Come on," Yoongi's deep accent voice shook you from the past you were remembering. In front of you was a man. Who had long ebony hair, dark brown eyes, two black cat ears, and a tail swaying behind him. It took a moment, but you soon realized it was Yoongi in his human form. He was wearing his signature color black, a black shirt and a black pair of pants.

"Suga?" You sniffled as tears fell down your cheeks. As you looked around to find everything now floating mid air. Having stopped when you got caught up in your memory. This wasn't the first time this had happened. But everytime it happened you always had Yoongi there to help you through it. Which always made you grateful for your familiar.

"Hey sweetheart," Yoongi soothed. He placed a hand on your cheeks drying your tears and to try and keep you grounded. Looking around Yoongi then with a flick of his wrist, made everything go to their proper place with his own magic. The magic the both of you shared together.

"Was I out of it again," you whispered curiously. Looking into his dark brown eyes wondering what had happened. Sometimes when this happened you could be in a daze and not know what was happening around you. Which caused Yoongi to worry for you.

"Yes, but it's okay," Yoongi reassured you. He then reached behind you and began to pull the blanket on the bed back. He then gently pushed you to lay back into bed. He knew it was a little earlier, but he wanted you to get enough sleep for your first day of school tomorrow. He was worried for you but had faith in you. He had faith that you would get through this and would come out on top.

"Let's get you to bed, okay you've got school tomorrow my little witch," He reminded you softly. As he pulled the blankets over you. Making sure you were comfortable in bed.

"Okay," you sighed. As you began to get comfortable. Looking at the ceiling you were stuck in your thoughts. But your attention is grabbed when you hear a wisp of wind and a soft crack sound. Signifying that Yoongi was shifting into his cat form. When he was down shifting into his black cat form Yoongi then jumped into bed with you. Allowing you to hold him close.

"Yoongi?" You whispered as you petted Yoongi. Who was laying on your chest and purring as he rubbed his head under your chin. He was trying desperately to calm you. Which seemed to be working as you sighed snuggling closer to him.

"Yes Y/n," Yoongi answered. Looking up at you with a tilt of his head, He was curious wondering what you would ask him.

"You won't ever leave or hurt me right ?" You whispered the question that was plaguing her mind at the moment. As you looked down to her familiar of two years. Yoongi was quick to look up at you. He didn't put it against you to ask him such a question after having your mother betray you. You always seemed to ask him every once in a while. Which broke his heart. But he was quick to answer without hesitation.

"Never I'll always be here for you Y/n no matter what. Now get some sleep," Yoongi promised you. As he nudged you under your chin and began to purr. Which led you to fall into a deep dreamless sleep to the sound of Yoongi's purring.

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Hot couple~ Taehyung X reader.

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"Babz, I am so happy that we made it!" Taehyung sings happily, looking at you as you show him a wide smile.

"Me too Tae, me too. It's been a while since me and you were out and spent time together" you say as you hug him from behind, leaning your head on his back.

"Yeah, you know I love when you are doing it right?!" He closes his eyes and relaxes in your touch, smiling to himself.

"I want you to relax a bit and leave your stress to me, we can deal with it together. You are not alone Tae." You could feel his breaths becomes calmer and calmer as he fully leans on you and lets you take care of him.

Later that morning, you two decided to walk around, chat and enjoy your time in nature. This time he chose a house near the sea.

The place was amazing, it was full of people, kids were running and their exciting screams were filling the area with happiness. Taehyung admired children but his priority was you. You, you, and only you.

"Baby" he looked at you whining, covering your body with his t-shirt. "Come on, everyone's gonna see my beautiful partner!"

You laughed off and cupped his cheeks, leaving a passionate kiss on his lips.

"I am only yours puppy! I love you more than everything and everything."

"But... That doesn't change the fact that we have everyone's eyes on us." The boy resisted and smiled at you.

"Maybe it's because we are a hot couple? " you reply to Taehyung, making him show you his box smile. As you feel confident about your relationship with him.

"You are right, my love" he grabs your hand and pulls you with him in the sea.

"Babe" he calls you out of nowhere after you two got home and you were having lunch in the restaurant near the beach, enjoying the view of the waves hitting the sand, leaving wet spots on it.

"Yes, Tae?" You ask him, raising your eyebrow at him.

"I was thinking about what you said."

"When you said that we were a hot couple." You nodded informing him that he could continue talking. "Well, baby, we are the hottest couple on the Earth!"

His words made you giggle as you found yourself blushing. You were so happy to be with him. And him being around you as your boyfriend.

and what if subby!taehyung having tears in his eyes because you refused to kiss him (both of you played a game where you’ll kiss him but he’s not allowed to kiss back and if he kisses you back, he’ll lose and won’t be allowed to kiss you for 2 weeks and ofc, he refused but you used your puppy eyes to him so he can’t say no to that BUTTT yeah when you two started the game, he immediately lose bcs on how you’re kissing him so lovingly so he pouts bcs he wasn’t allowed to kiss you and pouted in his sleep so that night, you woke him up and you let him eat you out sleepily) anyways #subbytaehyungontop

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summary: two weeks without you was far too long, only one way to start to make up for lost time…

notes: thanks for the request!! just a quick disclaimer that i wont do it exactly as it was written, but i’ll be taking inspiration from it!

word count: 1.9k

genre: smut

pairing: taehyung x f!reader

warnings/tags: NSFW!, sub!taehyung, needy taehyung, whiny taehyung, established relationship, both taehyung and reader are touch deprived, sloppy mushy i miss you sex, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, breast play, lowkey sloppy head.., taehyung gives toe curling head, praising (like one sentence), post cotial sleeping, not proof read

it was no one’s fault really. but still, it was dreadful.

it had been two weeks now. two weeks you had been busy. two weeks that he hadn’t been able to see you durning the day. two weeks he hadn’t eaten dinner with you. two weeks with one or two short kisses a day if he was lucky. two weeks he had fallen asleep without you. two weeks no sex.

two weeks, and no time together.

and when he had seen you and tried to initiate anything, you were too tired after a long day and you went to sleep almost immediately.

the most he had ever seen you in these past two weeks was yesterday, when he had stayed up later than usual to talk to you about what was going on.

he told you with teary eyes that he missed you, feeling reassured when you told you you missed him too, and that this will all be over soon. that you won’t be as busy anymore. you two didn’t talk for long about it. it was clear that you were both too tired for a bigger conversation. but if he was completely honest, the conversation left him disappointed.

he doesn’t know exactly what he expected to come out of it, and he knew you were tired, but he expected more. he wanted more. needed more. he needed to feel you again. but when he had slipped under the covers, you were asleep within minutes, unintentionally leaving him alone and pouting.

today looked the same as every other day. lonely. missing something. missing someone. missing you. and by the time he was in bed, falling asleep, no one was by his side. you weren’t there to talk to him. to kiss him. to touch him. love him. and for him to kiss you. touch you. love you… he missed you so much; you were the only thing on his mind. he just wanted, no, needed you.

little did he know that you felt the exact same. which is why, when you came back home today, you had a plan.

after slipping of your shoes and coat and putting them away, you made your way through the long hallway of your house and into your shared bedroom. he was already fast asleep and you felt your heart break a little at the sight, but you knew all would be okay soon.

you took a shower, took off your makeup, and got changed into comfy pyjamas, all of those things being incredibly relieving after such a long day.

after stepping out of the en suit, you stare at his figure momentarily. he’s buried under the warm covers all by him self. the sight is inviting to say the least. it’s like he’s begging you to join him without even being awake.

finally, you slip under the covers, the warmth and comfort of your bed engulfing you. as you turn to face him, your eyes land on his face. he’s lying with his face smushed into the pillow, hair messy and lips in a pout. cute..

too bad you have to wake him up..

your hand travels to run your fingers through his hair, earning a sleepy groan from him. you smile to yourself at his reaction, before leaning forward to press a kiss on his cheek. no reaction.

so you try again.

this time you kiss his neck. it’s more purposeful this time, and it pulls a sigh from his lips as he starts to stir. your kisses don’t stop, becoming sloppy and needy.

“tae..” you whisper against his skin, “taehyung..” you repeat, though, it comes out as more of a moan this time as you plead for him to wake up.

he hums in confusion, groggy from sleep and surprised by your actions. but as he starts to wake up and process what’s going on, he realised that he’s woken up to be immediately thrown into your love and affection.

he couldn’t think of a better way to wake up, especially after missing your touch for so long. he says your name with a sleep laced voice and upon realising that he’s awake, you stop your ministrations and look up at him with pleading eyes.

without hesitation, you lean in to press your lips against his. the kiss is lazy and slow, but passionate nonetheless. neither of you needed to use words to express your need for each other when you kissed like this.

“taehyung.. i need you” you whisper against his lips after breaking the kiss for air. your words cause his eyes to widen slightly. he pulls back to cup your face, making you look at him before speaking with a sympathetic look on his face and a sleepy voice,

“but.. aren’t you too tired..?”

your heart broke upon hearing those words. it suddenly hit you how much this had affected him too.

“..i don’t care about that.. i miss you too much..” you tell him in a whisper, and you hear as he breathes a sigh of relief.

he finally has you back.

his lips find yours again in a tired kiss, swiping your bottom lip with his tongue, practically begging for more. your tongues dance lazily until you both break apart for air, and he calls your name before speaking through heavy breaths,

“please.. let me touch you..”

with the way he looks up at you with his half lidded, sleep laced gaze, you could tell that he’d do anything to have you right now..

his lips move to your neck, placing sloppy kisses all over, “please..” they then travel down to your collarbone as you feel his hand wrap around your waist, pulling you closer, and you instinctively throw one leg over to rest on his hip and he continued to leave messy kisses on your skin “please..”

your brain was slightly foggy with sleep, fighting how tired you were. you didn’t want to let him slip from your grasp again. you close your eyes as he moves the both of you so he’s hovering over you and lifts up your shirt to reveal you stomach to him.

he doesn’t hesitate to place both hands on your waist and burry his face in your tummy, continuing with his sleepy pecks. he moans against your skin “please..”

you look down at him as he pleads for you, his hairs a complete mess and his eyebrows are furrowed with desperation for you. his eyes are closed partially because he’s focused on kissing you and partially because he still hasn’t woken up properly.

as his lips travel down, leaving a wet trail of his saliva all over your stomach, causing you to feel butterflies and a familiar tingling feeling deeper in your body. he breaks apart to look up at you with tired eyes and swollen glossy lips.

he looks back down as he hooks his fingers around both your sweatpants and underwear, desperate to have you bare beneath him, and slides the material off to throw it somewhere off the bed.

finally, he’s where he has wanted to be for the past two weeks. situated between your open legs, letting him taste you.

your breath hitches as you feel him place a kiss on your clit, feeling the pleasure course through you body.

you can just barely hear him as he shakily whispers against your sensitive pearl, “thank you..”

he doesn’t hesitate to collect you slick with his tongue before wrapping his lips around your clit and flicking it with his tongue.

with all the stress on your mind you hadn’t realised how sensitive you had become over the past two weeks of being deprived of his touch. now, it was obvious, with the way you gasped and moaned as he worked his tongue.

he was clearly in need of this too, and that was clear with the way he moaned around your clit, sending vibrations through your body as he did so.

you felt as he wrapped his hands around you thighs, pulling you closer to his working mouth, pulling a moan from you, before his right hand travelled up your shirt to slowly massage your breast.

just as you thought the pleasure couldn’t increase, he brought his left hand to your sopping wet hole, sliding two fingers in and moving them in and out of you.

he reeled in the fact that your body was against his again, which was apparent in the way he kept whining as teased your sensitive clit and buried his fingers in your soaked folds. right now, nothing gave him more pleasure than to pleasure you.

and you knew that. you could feel it with how desperately he flicked his tongue and kissed your skin. with how the pace of his fingers increased. or with the way he focused on multitasking, his hand continuing to massage your breast. and of course with the sounds of his moans filling the room.

but he wasn’t the only one moaning. he knew your body inside and out (literally). he knew what to do and he was insanely good at doing it. as he continued to please you, he pulled moan after moan from your lips. you spilled praises from your lips as he worked on pleasuring you.

“f-fuck tae.. i missed you so much…” you spoke though gasps and moans.

your words clearly had an impact on him as his whines increased and his tongue sped up, this time his actions making you moan.

you were completely soaked; your thighs and his face coated in your slick, and wet sounds filling the room alongside your needy voices.

all he wanted was to make you feel good. right now, he felt like that’s what he was made for. he just wanted to pleasure you and nothing else mattered.

so with his fingers fucking your sopping hole, his tongue flicking your clit, and his hand continuing to massage your breast, you feel the pleasure rise and reach down to rake your fingers through his hair.

finally, your climax hits intensely and your whole body tenses as you moan out his name. upon hearing your say his name with such need and desperation, he continues to lick you sloppily.

he takes you though your release with his fingers still inside you and his tongue around your clit, until you finally come down from your high.

after disconnecting his lips he brings both hands back around your thighs, panting as he catches his breath.

you’re beneath him doing the same, with your chest heaving up and down. you feel as the post cotial sleep starts to mix with the tiredness you already felt before, and your eyes start to feel even heavier.

he feels it too; having woken up not long before and feeling exhausted from what you two just did. he manages to pick his body up and flop down next to you.

you know you’ll fall asleep soon, but you push through and roll over to face him, running your fingers through his messy bed head, before moving your hand to the nape of his neck to lean in and place a soft and sleepy kiss on his lips.

you feel his arms wrap around you as you kiss him, pulling you closer to him. when you pull away, you look into his eyes and whisper the gentle words, “i love you..”

without hesitation, he replies, “i love you too..”

with that you smile before your eyes shut to give you your well deserved rest beside the person who matters to you most. as you fall asleep, you think to yourself how happy you are to be back, and he can’t help but think the same; he’s happy to have you back.

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𐙚 show some love to my other works!: masterlist

I really loved this one, I think there is not enough fic with the "reader is a youtuber" trope 😁😆

welcome to my youtube channel → kth

✳ pairing: idol!taehyung x youtuber!reader

✳ genre: fluff, taehyung scenario, stranger to lovers, reader is an artist who posts art videos on youtube

✳ warnings: none!

✳ words: 2.9k

✳ a/n: hello, this is my second bts oneshot/scenario. i just like to write for fun but if you’d like to let me know if there’s anything i can improve on please do so! i’d love to know how to improve. anyways, i hope you enjoy!

“Hey guys, welcome to my YouTube Channel.”

You spoke in front of the camera. Sets of acrylic paint were spread out across the table next to a stand that held an 18x24 inch canvas. You were in the middle of making your seventeenth video, a highly requested one at that, and deep down you were ecstatic to start working on the painting.

Never in your life did you think you would ever start a YouTube account. You always considered yourself a very shy and private person, not one to go out of their way and broadcast themselves all over the internet. Your best friends, however, were two very well-known YouTubers and always found a way to include you in their videos and live streams. Somehow people liked seeing more of you, and so you were convinced by your best friends and the audience to start your own YouTube channel.

But you weren’t very accustomed to bringing a camera everywhere with you to document and share whatever was happening in your daily life, you found it too awkward and you were still camera-shy, so you decided to create content in a way that would still keep you comfortable while doing something you loved.

An art channel.

Afficher davantage

AJHKHS

Currently my favourite series, YOONGI, MIN AND TAE ARE KILLING MEEEEE

@vminizzle if i die i shall put the blame on you

Also hope you dont mind me reblogging the masterlist.

MASTERLIST SERIES :

My destiny || KTH

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• last update : 09/03/2023

• (s) : smut (f) : fluff (a) : angst (sg) : suggestive

➳ Part 1 : the beginning || (a)

➳ Part 2 : afterparty || (a) (s)

➳ Part 3 : fine || (a)

➳ Part 4 : back to normal? || (a)

➳ Part 5 : sick day || (a) (f)

➳ Part 6 : medical escape || (a)

➳ Part 7 : unexpected new || (a)

➳ Part 8 : a new start || (f)

Sweet Welcoming (smut) ft. Kim Taehyung

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader

summary: Taehyung comes back home and the reader is really horny

rating: 18+

genre/warnings: smut, so much of it, some fluff, established relationship, !idoltae, secret relationship (not mentioned), dom taehyung but he somewhat acts like a sub to please the reader, stomach riding (??? if that’s a thing), cock riding, dirty talk, praising, pet names (baby, kitten, baby girl), slight choking, breast play, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), reader is violinist (it is briefly mentioned once)

word count: 6K

A/N: me creating a new tumblr account to post this -,-

“My baby,” you mumbled, smelling his sweet smell. Taehyung’s chest vibrated and he kissed your head. “My sweet girl,” He said back in the same manner. His clothes were cold but you still felt his warmth. He couldn’t pick you up to hug because of how tightly you held him. Only his palms barely touched your sides. You squeezed him tighter, feeling every bit of his godly body.

 13 days without him was beyond terrible. Nonetheless, he was here now, all safe. In a matter of seconds, he overpowered you and held your chin to leave a wet kiss on your lips. His warm lips glide against yours perfectly. Your heart swelled at the familiar feeling of his touch. He was your home away from home. Taehyung was getting a bit rough with the kiss until one of his hyungs made a gagging voice. “Eww, guys get a room,” Hoseok mumbled to you with a mouth full of noodles. You felt your body go stiff as the other boys laughed. You quickly pulled yourself from Taehyung, yet his arms didn’t leave your waist. You were a lot of things but not an exhibitionist. “Don’t be a douche, Hoseok.” Yoongi opposed him across the table. “You can’t stop others from having fun just because the chick you were with is not interested anymore.”

Others laughed at their bickering but you were still too excited to care. “Let’s go to our room baby,” Taehyung whispered into your ear. “Have something to eat before we go,” You held his hand to convince him. It had been only 15 minutes since he came to the dorms. “Don’t worry, I had dinner on the plane.” He repressed and pulled you to the staircase. “Have fun guys!” you heard Jimin’s voice as you climb the stairs with Taehyung behind you. “Taehyung, they-” you complained to him. “Baby it is alright. You are my girlfriend and they know that we have sex.” He laughed at your ongoing shyness as he squeezed your ass. “I know, it just makes it all awkward.” You shook off the feeling as he guided you.

 Whilst walking the long corridor Taehyung moaned to your ear as his hands found your hips to press you to his crotch. “Oh baby, I am hard as a rock again.” You could not feel his erection due to the hard material of his pants. “I jerked off today, baby.” He talked very casually. You hold his forearm and get into his dorm room. You guys didn’t stay at the boy’s dorm anymore. However, he still had his bed and old stuff in here. Of course, many of his clothes were left behind here. “You jerked off?” Your voice was a bit hoarse.

He nodded his head as he took off his jacket and locked the door. “Of course I did. I don’t want to blow my load in two minutes of holding you.” He was grinning like a brat. Before he left for Japan, you and he made a promise of not masturbating. However, Taehyung played dirty. He called you every night just to leave you wet. You weren’t that mad but a little bit of role-playing wouldn’t hurt.

You opened his bedroom door. His dorm room was messy and all over the place mainly because much of his work-related stuff was in here. You tried to organise some of it but it was truly beyond your ability. A corner of his room had a pile of just recording equipment. Cables were so knotted that they had become one giant chunk. You had zero hopes for cleaning that mess up. His closet was filled with pieces that he wore once or twice or just bought out of a whim. You understood that his job demanded him to be fashionable, but the mess it brought was frustrating for you.

He held your waist and aim for a kiss. You dodged him. “So you made me wait for you for two weeks and all that time you were playing with yourself. Oh, Tae, that's a cruel move.” You opened the buttons of his cardigan. He looked over to the bed, “You got us new bed sheets?” His taller figure leaned forward and whispered to your ear. He had the ability to make everything sexy. “Yes, baby. You know how much I love soft sheets.” You kissed him coyly, feeling him up. “I love ruining you in new bed sheets. Does that count?” He bit on your bottom lip. Finally, you discarded his cardigan and put your hands under his sweater. You ignored his words moved your lips on his. Taehyung immediately kissed you back messily, pushing his tongue to the roof of your mouth. You moaned, sucking his tongue passionately.

He walked you back to the bed on tippy-toes. It was the cutest thing to him. However, as your calves touch the bed you push him down to bed instead. Taehyung gasped at your sudden action but you could see his lips curling up. You were mostly a calm person. You were quite predictable too. You never tested boundaries, but now you were beyond sexually frustrated and Taehyung was the only thing to calm you down. You climbed onto his body at bed as Tae situated himself. He took the pillows under the duvet and lay on them. “I think you should apologise for making me wait for you.” You asked him hoping that he would deny for the sake of teasing. You pulled the skirt of his sweater up and uncovered his lean stomach. It was going up and down quickly as he breathed. You licked a big stripe from his pelvis to nipples. He hissed at your wet tongue.

“I waited for you two weeks-” you pulled his sweater over his chest and he got rid of the rest, leaving his hair static. You quietly giggled and ran your hand on his hair. “It is not exactly two weeks darling,-” He was cut off by your mouth on his neck. This time you grinned back and went back to your ministrations. You started to suck the skin where you felt his heartbeat, still one hand in his hair. His skin tasted delightful and it was radiating his unique warmth. You left his hair and slowly held his chin to suck that picture-perfect neck more. He moaned lowly and caressed your back. “Do you know how desperate I was, huh?” You asked him. He was beyond lost at the feeling of your body so he didn’t answer. You grazed your upper teeth down where you just licked and he winced. He was under your control now.

 You pulled yourself up, got close to his ears, and whispered. “Baby, I was so desperate for you all week. I was so wet,” You made a fake crying noise. Taehyung squirmed under you. You could feel his heart beating frantically against your chest. It was funny how he could enjoy neck kisses even after two years of dating. He licked his red lips, his hands trying to press you down but you resisted. “Tsk, tsk, I have been a good girl for you, baby.” You kissed his chin up to his lips. Taehyung quickly confirmed, “Yes, you have been a very good girl to me. Come on, I can give you what you need now.” He rolled his hips to you.

You released a small gasp when the button of his jeans hit your sensitive parts. The pyjama shorts you were wearing had become overbearingly hot and wet. So you quickly lied on your side to take them off. He looked at you and his hands quickly went to his pants. You immediately held his hands and shook your head. “No, baby. Let me do it please,” You whined. Taehyung smiled at you as he pushed the hair from your face. He loved seeing you desperate for him. It was why he offered the bet in the first place too. “Please baby,” You quickly took off your panties too. They were drenched with your juices. You didn’t have the time to throw your clothes off the bed so you just laid them aside. “Please what baby girl?” Taehyung asked, you could feel that he was enjoying this very much.

 He was the dominant one in bed. He wasn’t a super hard dom but Taehyung loved seeing you beg. Of course, you were going to use the begging kink to your advantage. “Let me be on top of you, baby.” You held his shoulder again to place yourself on him. Your brain was hazy with the sexy aura of your boyfriend. He was looking like a five-star meal with his bangs all over his sexy face. You couldn’t wait anymore and straddle his abdomen. “Oh god,” You moaned loudly, feeling his abs on your pussy. “Baby, I missed you so much.” Taehyung stuttered and tried to grind you. His hands were on your tits squeezing. You held on to his hands for support and glided your wet pussy on him. His soft skin was turning you on further. You could already feel your high approaching. Then, you heard a chuckle from him.

 “Look at you, desperate girl.” He squeezed your left boob. Your body was moving now, spreading your juices to his disguised abs. Your clit was burning against him, tits engulfed by your boyfriend’s hand. Yet you wanted more of him. “Tae, you feel so good.” Your hips quickened. It wasn’t the first time that you used your boyfriend's stomach to get yourself off. Being the sex god he is, he could get you going with anything. “You feel good, darling?” He asked. You could feel that he was suppressing his grunts.

 “Why don’t you take off my pants, kitten?” His hands pulled you to his mouth as you moaned loudly to the nickname. “No, I won’t. You- oh baby- you deserved to be punished Tae.” You tried to imitate the way he treated you. He chuckled at your words. However, you were busy with the growing hot feeling of his lean belly. “You are going to punish me, kitten?” He tried to sound intimidated. You nodded weakly. “You look so good doing it too. Look at you riding me so beautifully. You like dominating me, baby girl?” He already knew the answer to his question. He just wanted to get you more riled up. 

“Oh, Tae, you are gonna make me cum.” Your breath hitched as pleasure on your clit became so overbearing. You kept grinding with the help of his hands on your ass. “Are you going to cum on my stomach kitten?” He whispered and then played on your nipples over your shirt. You nodded at him. Your clit was pressing down to hard muscle just under his navel. “You are a desperate slut,- you are my desperate kitten, right?” He grunted. He knew that you weren’t getting much action other than grinding so he was willing to talk filthy. “Kitten, you look so good on top of me, so fucking hot. All worked up for me- ah babe-, kitten cum for me.” You whined at his words. He landed on a small spank on your right ass cheek. As he hit you, you could feel more juice coming out of you. “Ah, Taehyungie-” You lowered your lips to him to shut yourself up. You were so used to being in the privacy of your own home that you forgot his hyungs are just downstairs. He welcomed your lips with enthusiasm but you were quick to lose your breath. “Huh, you are out of breath, kitten?” He chuckled. You placed your forehead against him, taking in his manly smell. “Do I make you lose your breath? Come on, grind your pussy on me. Drench me in your sweet juices.” He palmed your ass and said the magic word. “I beg you, baby. Cum for me. Lose yourself on me.” He brought his thumb finger to touch your clit. He couldn’t directly press on it. However, he helped you to get the action you needed for your orgasm. “Come on kitten, give it to me. Give me your orgasm, baby girl.” After that, you could not focus on anything else. You let out a small gasp and hold his shoulders whilst your high hit you like a bus. Taehyung didn’t interfere with you any further. He just let you ride your own high; and focused on calming himself down. He loved how clingy you become after your orgasms so he cooed your back tentatively.

 Regular sex was one of the things you brought to his life, besides emotional stability, anger management, and financial awareness. Upon meeting you, Taehyung was just sleeping around casually, never talking to the same girl twice. He surely never felt the same attachment with any other girl. You came to his life just before became a worldwide known pop star. He had anticipated the struggles of being successful overseas but he was definitely caught off guard. Nonetheless, he was so grateful that he had you to ground him no matter what.

He was ever doting and he almost worshipped you. Well, you did the same. You looked at him like he was the only man in the world. None of his actor or idol friends could steal your gaze from him. You made him feel secure and loved, just what he needed in his crazy world. Also, you understood his struggles somewhat. Being an incredible violinist, you were his muse. You were his family. He was proud of dating you. He was proud that you could rely on him with everything in your life.

He was extra proud that he was able to please you to the fullest. Taehyung took pride in every single orgasm he gave you. If you leave it to him, he would wear badges to show everyone that he makes you the happiest woman on earth. Your grinds subdued whilst he patted your back. You lifted yourself slowly on him and flashed a smile. “That was very nice, baby.” His cock twitched in his black jeans. He smiled back at you and brought you close to his lips. Your lips were dry but he was eager to stick his tongue down your throat.

 He remembered how put together you looked when he met you. You were kind and elegant. You had a quality to make everyone around self-aware of their actions. He remembered how panic bandmates got around you, how they all didn’t know how to talk or sit as if you were a real-life princess. And yet he had you on him, sucking his spit.

His chest filled with pride and a bit of possession. “Mhmm, sweet.” You moaned into his mouth. He could feel your hands on his chest caressing him. Taehyung felt his throat hitch. He couldn’t bring himself to say something but release a pleased moan. “I want to ride your dick, baby.” You said to him so softly, despite talking so vulgar. He almost choked on his spit. “Don’t get too excited. I might not let you cum.” You ran your finger on his chest down to where you just came. Taehyung cleared his throat, “You can do anything you want, baby girl. I am yours.” He looked at you smiling on top of him. Your hair was in a bun; your lips were gleaming with his spit. Your pyjama top was uneven, it was already half-open showing the top of your breasts. One of your hands reached for his crotch and boldly squeezed. He grunted and rolled his hips to yours. “Baby girl, don’t tease me.” He warned you as his large hands crept up to your shirt and pulled you down. 

You lied on top of him again, avoiding his rough jeans. You kissed his shoulder down to his pecks. “Baby, you were so hot at the MMA’s.” You squirmed on him; his warm skin was still turning you on. Your fingers went down to the button of his jeans. “Your suit looked fucking awesome. It was a high-school theme at the beginning right?” He nodded, biting down his bottom lip. “Oh, baby I would have been your chick if we went to high school together.” You mumbled against his skin while sucking it down. You weren’t allowed to leave hickeys on his neck but no one could see under his shirts. Therefore, you boldly suck the skin on the middle of his chest. “You are my chick now-” You didn’t let him continue.

His hand held your little bun as you slowly licked down to his pelvis. You tried to pull the loop over the button to open his jeans but it was too hard. Maybe it was because you were so impatient but you couldn’t open his jeans. You laughed at yourself, Taehyung, help me.” He was looking at you already. Taehyung shot you a boxy smile and replaced your hands, “You are so cute.” His long fingers skilfully pushed the loop over the button. To be honest, you were too horny to be embarrassed. You placed your hands on his groins and grasped the firm muscle. The feeling of his skin was spectacular. “Mhmm, how are you so sexy?” You asked rhetorically. 

You slowly pulled his black jeans down his ass, leaving him with only black Calvin Klein underwear. You helped him to get rid of the rest of his jeans. “Fuck these skinny jeans.” He mumbled grumpily. “But they look so great on you.” You held his thighs and lowered your face to his crotch. “Kitten, don’t tease me.” His fingertips stroked your cheek. Taehyung assumed you would cut the teasing, as you were insatiable. But he was wrong. You looked up to him between his legs, hands still not letting go of his thighs.

“Answer me, first.” You demanded, remembering the nights how he handled you. He knitted his brows in confusion. “I asked you why you are sexy.” You repeat yourself, and then slowly take off his underwear revealing his pretty cock. Taehyung watched your mouth fall a bit open. He was annoyed that you were just looking at it. Meanwhile, you were amazed at how big he was. He was a painful stretch for you. Even after two years of dating, it was difficult for you to get him all in. You took another gaze at his long and thick cock was laying on his stomach, the vein along his shaft just waiting for your tongue. He groaned, “Baby, come on.” His voice was low and breathy, just how you like it. You hummed as he watched you carefully as your index finger came up to the tip of his cock, touching the precum.

“Kitten, take your top off now.” This time Taehyung sounded authoritative. Contrary to his voice, he was messed up. His pupils were blown, lips dried and his fluffy hair was all over him. Those dark eyes were gleaming with sexual power. Two can play at that game, you thought. “Is this how we ask things, Mr Kim?” You crawled back over to his chest. His whole back shook as you propped your drenched pussy lips to his angry tip. You could feel his precum mixing with yours. “Ohh- Ask politely, baby.” You tried to slow your hips but, oh god, they moved on their own. “Take your shirt off, my sweet girl.” He tried to sound nice but you knew he could do better.

 Subsequently, he lifted you up and down on his cock. You whined at his supple feeling but tried to maintain your lead. Your pussy gushed juice as he bounced you. “Not before you ask me nicely, baby.” Taehyung looked at you from where he was lying down. You were holding his hands whilst he bounced you. You were angling yourself to hit your sweet spots. Taehyung could not ignore the velvety walls that were grinding on him. “Come on, baby. You can ask nicely. Ahh- shit- slow down.” You were growing so impatient with him. “You are a terrible sub, baby.” You scoffed at him. You would do anything to make him beg but you were too horny for a long foreplay. “Maybe because I am not a sub?” He uttered. You were genuinely annoyed at his bratty manner.

 Not long after he chose to play along “Baby girl, please take your shirt off for me. You know how much I love your tits.” Your stomach filled with happiness as he agreed to play further. “My pleasure, baby.” Taehyung thought his heart was going to explode as you smiled at him coyly. “Do you want to take it off for me or do you want me to put on a show for you?” You flirted with him. However, he just blankly looked at you. His mouth was open but there was no voice coming out. You wanted to burst into laughter. “Oh, I should have put on a striptease show for you.” Taehyung’s cock spurred out a globe of precum. “Do you like the idea, baby?” You looked at where your bodies joined intimately. “Give me some more precum, baby.” Taehyung felt drunk in your sweet scent and his body granted your wish.  

“I want you to help me.” You held his wrists. “Open the buttons.” You pushed your chest towards his palms. Taehyung’s hands were quick when it came to opening your shirt buttons or dress zippers. In just under 10 seconds, the pyjama shirt was thrown across the room. Right then, Taehyung gazed at your naked chest in front of him. Your boobs looked bouncy and delicious. He just wanted to put his face between them and live there forever. Fuck, why did he always act like a high school boy when it came to your boobs? “Be gentle,” your breath hitched as Taehyung gripped them. As soon as he heard you, his hands became feathers. “Are they sensitive, kitten?” he asked concerned. You nodded, “Just a bit.” You placed your hands over his to adjust the pressure. He hummed at the plump feeling of your tits as his thumbs slowly brushed over your pricked nipples. "I missed you so much, kitten.", he said, kissing the swell of your breasts.

 "I missed you too, baby." You said back soon after he got close to your nipples. You instinctively held on to his hair. Taehyung looked over his bangs curling his lips seductively. "Hmm, my sensitive slut." Your pussy clenched at the name. Taehyung stroked your left nipple between his thumb and index finger. "Taehyung," you moaned. You gently pulled his hair back. "Yeah, moan my name." He answered cockily. "Tae, your fingers-" One thing you absolutely love was Taehyung's fingers. You adored how long and skinny they were, sculptured by Michelangelo himself. Whilst you tried to process his tender fingers fondling your breasts, he sucked your right nipple into his mouth. The feeling was divine and the sight of him suckling your tits was pornographic. His tongue pressed against your nipple meanwhile his breath tickled you.  “Fuck, Taehyung your mouth feels so good.” He hummed and you press his head to your chest. As you were experiencing his godly mouth, he spanked your asscheeks and pressed you against his cock. “My cock feels lonely without your pussy wrapped around it.” You groaned at his words.

 Then, you wrapped your hand around his base and slowly tried to take him in. He was soaked. Nevertheless, you were cautious with your movements, as you didn’t want to hurt yourself with his giant cock. His cock twitched when you pushed the tip in. You were a sinful sight, trying to ease yourself on him.  You took a deep breath and lowered yourself further down. “It is so- thick, fuck.”  Taehyung was slightly concerned with your vigour to take him in. As much as he fucking loved seeing you orgasm, he didn’t want to hurt you. “Let me sit up, good girl.” He tried to keep himself calm as your tight pussy tried to engulf his girthy length.

He rested his back on the headboard. “My sexy woman,” he tugged you to his chest. You felt his sneaky hands gently grabbed your boobs again. “Don’t force yourself to take it all in, baby. Take it slow, we have all night.” He pecked your forehead. Much to your surprise, you were in a comfortable position. You had Taehyung under you, his legs between yours, thighs touching. You looked down where both of you united. Half of his length was already in you and he was patiently waiting.

As he waited, you could feel his large cock pulsate inside you. It was already giving you a satisfying stretch as well as incredible warmth. With a deep breath, you moved your hips down, sinking in more. You let out a big whine as Taehyung peppered kisses on your cheek. “Good girl.” He kissed your cheek in return. “You have such a sensitive pussy.” His hand left your boob and met your clit. “This is mine,” he circled his finger. “You are mine.” His voice was mesmerising. You nodded. “I am yours, Tae.”

 “Fuck, baby girl.” Taehyung’s other hand groped your thigh as he moaned. You took advantage and kissed his neck. He swallowed largely, making his Adam's apple move under your lips. “I am yours too, baby girl.” His breathy voice is too much of a turn on. “Yes, you are mine Taetae. I have your cock buried in me. ”

  “You look so handsome like this baby.” His lips curled up again as you kissed his jawline. Taehyung was enjoying himself, eyes closed. You lowered your hips more. His tip rubbed your infamous A-spot. Your body automatically jumped at the stimulation. “Oh, hello A-spot. My good friend.” Taehyung whispered. You could feel his smile. You made him rub against your A-spot repeatedly. With every thrust, you lose your mind a bit more. “I am going to cum again,” You informed him. Your whines mixed with Taehyung's deep moans and skin clapping. “Cream me, baby girl. Go ahead.” Taehyung sounded frustrated. “Fuck,- look at you.” He groaned and then wrapped his hand around your throat, not enough to choke but enough to assert his dominance. “Baby girl, fuck yourself on me and cum.”

You let out a tired whine as your thighs lost all their power. The burn in your thighs heightened. Just then, you reached the peak and your pussy walls started to spasm. “Good girl,” he whispered as you snuggled up to his chest. The orgasm was still boiling inside you. Taehyung brushed the hair on your face and kissed your forehead. His warm touch was calming you down nicely. You hid your face into your neck and held him. “You did amazing, baby.” Hearing his affirmation fluttered your heart. You needed a minute to recover. He was still rock hard inside you. There is no way that you would leave him like this. You kissed his shoulder as you calmed down. Taehyung seemed to be relaxed despite his raging erection. He was breathing regularly, brushing your skin up and down.“One day I will lose my mind because of you.” His sweet manly scent was fogging your brain.

You stroked his forearms to his shoulders. He was all sweaty but you barely cared and kissed his shoulders. “Baby,” he moaned impatiently. You kissed your way up to his lips. Then, you placed your hand on his abdomen. His abs were more visible now that he was all stiff. You fondled his skin as he did, pressing your lips to his. You wanted his thick tongue. “Give me your tongue, Tae.” You asked confidently. Taehyung groaned and bit your bottom lips. “You are filthy girl,” He snapped his legs up.

 “Yes, but I am your filthy girl.” You placed your hand on his abdomen. He had already given you two orgasms. You wanted to give him pleasure. “How- Taehyung, how can you last this long?” You asked him genuinely. You remember your girl friends complaining about their partner’s performance in bed. It was never the deal with you. You were always amazed at his stamina. Maybe it was because of his dancing skills. He scoffed at you while thrusting slowly. “I- Your orgasms give me more pleasure than mine,” Taehyung blushed. However, you were even hornier. You wanted to give him the whole world. “Baby?” you inquired. When his brown eyes found yours. And your heart melted like ice cream on a sunny day. “Yes, darling?” You kissed his lips before giving him the lead. “Can you fuck me more? I still want you.” Taehyung almost choked on his own spit when he heard your dirty words. He was on edge of cumming.

“You are going to give me a heart attack, kitten.” He proved to you as he snapped his legs up. “Shi- Taehyung,” You placed your hands at his nape. “Ugh, please fuck me under you.” You told him. Taehyung’s chest filled with pride, as you seem to forget your aim and just became a whiny slut for him. He knew that you were too horny to keep your dom act. Therefore, he pushed you back as he got on to his knees. You felt a backache as the soft mattress touched your skin. You were going to be sore the next day. “Taetae,” you called for him. “I want you to stuff me with your cum.” Taehyung’s eyes turned darker and he snapped his strong thighs. You quickly started moaning his name.

 “What’s wrong baby? Is it too long for your small cunt?” You clenched around him instinctively. You nodded, “How does it make you feel, baby girl? Tell me. Tell me, sweet girl.” He held your tits delicately so they wouldn’t bounce too much. “It is very thick, baby.” You couldn’t stay still as much as you tried, your hips rolled involuntarily. “What is very thick?” His splendid acting skills came in handy in the bedroom. “Your cock is too thick. It makes me feel so full.” You covered your mouth because of how loud you were.

 “Hmm? Then, why don’t you cum all over it?” You were intoxicated with him. Every cell on your body needed him. But the crawling thought of him not cuming yet made you uncomfortable. “Only if you cum with me.” You answered. Taehyung smiled as he stood up tall and used his all power to snap his thighs. He was looking heavenly with his sweat body and hair pushed back. His abs flexed every time he thrust in you, his silky hands held your thighs apart.  “But I need to attend to my slut’s need.” You arched your back. He was on another level at dirty talk. “So she doesn’t grind her wet pussy on me at meetings.” He lowers his eyes. You feel your cheeks blushing. Did you do that just before he left? Yes, you did. Did you regret it? Not at all. “Then stop being so fucking handsome.” You spurred back at him. He was thrusting slowly but strongly. “How can I keep my hands to myself when you look like a freaking sex god?” Taehyung in a business setting was sexier than you had imagined, so you had all rights to provoke him at work. “But you refuse whenever I try to get in your pants at work.”

“I am a teacher, Taehyung. I can’t be indecent.” You always had someone with you so Taehyung could never catch you alone. Well, it was about to change. “I know, baby girl.” He lied over you. “That’s why I am going to make you my manager.” He kissed your chin. “So I can fuck you in every country we visit.” Taehyung started to thrusts faster. “I will fuck you just like this in every suite room in every city.” You wrapped your arms around him, silently encouraging.

“I thought you were going to be my sugar daddy.” You joked. Your contract at Big Hit was going to expire at the end of this year. His idea was to sign a contract as his personal creative manager. “Fuck, you can still be my sugar baby.” Taehyung was dying to be providing for you. There was no better feeling than him coming home to you, seeing you in his bed, and hearing you talk to his parents. He would one day marry you, but until then he needed to keep you close to him in other ways. You held his hands, “Stuff me with your cum and I will be your manager.” Taehyung moaned desperately. “Please Taehyung. Please cum for me.” You whine as your pussy clenched more. 

With one big sigh, he fell over you, painting your insides white. As you felt his hot cum, you had a small orgasm. Taehyung, on the other hand, was groaning on you. You kissed his shoulder whilst his hot cum dripped out of your hole. “Taehyung, you are so good to me.” You whispered to his ears and combed his hair with your fingers. He slowly released his weight and found his comfortable place on your chest. He chafed his cheek to your left boob, like a cat. “I love you so much.” He looked up with teary eyes. Right then, your chest got heavy. “I love you the most, Taetae.” You kissed his forehead as he hid his face between your tits. “You are my everything, baby. Please never leave me alone.” His voice hitched. Your eyes welled at his words. “I would never leave you Taetae” You wrapped your legs around. He couldn’t be closer any more than he is now. “Not even for the original manuscript of Sibelius’ 8th symphony.”

His chest bounced with a small chuckle. “Sibelius could never give you 3 orgasms.” He removed himself on you, rising back up to his knees. “I know, only Vantae can fuck me the way I want.” You inserted your finger in to feel his cum. You moaned at his stickiness and pushed the leftover cum inside. Taehyung bit down his bottom lip, “I love it when you are insatiable, kitten.” 

You giggled and stretched your back, your joints cracked. You were going to be sore the next day but it was all worth it. Taehyung found your panties and pyjama shorts in the tangled duvet. “I can’t believe you wear these, it is December!” He rubbed your legs. Winter was your favourite time of the year, so you were beyond pleased with the temperature.

“But I am burning with passion for you.” You responded. Despite your cheesiness, Taehyung’s eyes narrowed. He lifted your legs to his shoulder and kissed your ankles. “I am at your disposal, princess.” However, his lips didn’t wander up as you wish. 

Taehyung helped you wear your bottoms back. Then, he got up and looked for his clean clothes. Whilst he was rummaging for a clean boxer, you had a peek at his juicy butt. He was a fine man for sure. As he kneeled to the drawer, his legs flexed. You were not done gazing at him when he started getting dress. With the one last power, you got up and lay on the pillows.

Taehyung joined you in bed in a minute. The fresh detergent smell filled your nostrils as he pulled you to his chest. It was bedtime now. “ Kitten, you look like you are going to sob any minute.” He held your chin up and examine your face for any clue. You averted your eyes. “Are you sad that you didn’t get your sweet cunt eaten?” He said placing a kiss on the corner of your lip. You jumped at his boldness. 

“Don’t worry, I will have this pussy as breakfast.” He grabbed your pussy over your shorts. “Now, be a good girl and keep my cum in.” You kissed his cheek and hugged him tighter. “Good night, baby.” You wished him. He kissed you back one last time and close his eyes to sleep. Taehyung was properly tried now that he gave you three orgasms. You thought that he would be asleep in ten minutes, yet you were proved wrong when you felt his growing erection against your leg.

i’m mad (smut-mature)  ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

(do not interact if you are underage)

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader

summary: Your longing turns into craving

rating: 18+

genre/warnings: smut, established relationship, !idoltae, switch!tae, !switchreader, Sir-Babygirl play, minor footplay over clothes, light talk about punishment, handcuffing Taehyung, making out, sex toys, exhibitionism (no 3rd person involve), writing on skin, a short talk about possible infidelity (no heartbreaking stuff), boob play (Tae is a boob guy, change my mind, male pubes (if it is even a warning), dick riding, dirty talk, edging, unprotected sex, what else idk???    

word count: 9K

A/N:  This can be read own its own, but my other works are connected to each other by characters. If you like to check my other work: Sweet Welcoming , Norway, you’re mine, take a break, and my masterlist. Take care and stay safe.

A/N2: I would love to take suggestions for short drabbles

A/N3: I completed this on my lunch break so…. it might be full of spelling errors and pasta sauce.

This isn’t how Taehyung expected to be welcomed at home. Oh, definitely not. He had higher expectations. He assumed you would shower him with kisses and hugs. But he was welcomed with emptiness when he entered the house with his own keys, after ringing the door for five minutes. When he found you in the bedroom, the subtle smell of his musky vape was in the air. You hated vaping so why would the room smell then? Not surprisingly, the room was colder. You loved sleeping under covers so the A/C in the room was working silently. Then, Taehyung noticed the champagne bottles in an ice bucket on your bedside table, two tall glasses were readily waiting. 

  You were laying on the huge bed alone, only wearing one of his many Gucci shirts. Taehyung’s first instinct was to join you before saying anything. He desperately wanted to feel you in his arms, inhale your smell into his lungs. However, he was glued to the floor. He could feel something was wrong.

When the two of you made eye contact, he had cold waters washing over him. Your eyes were puffy with dark waterlines. Your lipstick was smudged, now looking like blush as well. It was obvious that you cried. He examined your face, but your narrowed eyes gazed strongly at him.  

“Baby?” Taehyung’s eyes got used to dim lights and saw how you were positioned in bed, legs separated to the side with your elbows on the bed. 

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OMG this really blew up!!! 

you’re mine (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader summary: Taehyung is too scare to lose you so he follows an unhealthy advice

rating: 18+, smut, mature, do not interact if you are underage

genre/warnings: smut, some fluff,  established relationship, !idoltae, secret relationship,  there is some unhealthy view on women but it is nothing we are use to, unprotected sex (please stay safe), dom!taehyung but sub!taehyung too— it is complicated…. oral sex (m.recieving), sth between breeding kink-exhibitionism kink, some restriction but nothing serious, taehyung and y/n have  loose mouths, jealousy sex?

word count: 11K

A/N2:  I have two assignments due this Tuesdays but I promised for an update. So, here it is. I didn’t edit this. Enjoy my madness…

A/N2:  This can be read own its own, but my other works are connected to each other by characters. If you like to check my other work: Sweet Welcoming , Norway and my masterlist. Take care and stay safe. 

Taehyung doubted massively whether this was normal. A clean house and getting you pregnant was literally giving him an erection equally. But yup, it was correct. As soon as he entered his large clean house, his chest was filled with domesticity followed by his dick filled with blood. 

“You should have got her pregnant, man, then, you could be like me,” Sungho said after taking a shot of soju. He was already drunk along with Seokjin, Namjoon and others Taehyung couldn’t see now. 

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Do you fancy some Taehyung smut this evening? If yes, here my very amateur writing!

you’re mine (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader summary: Taehyung is too scare to lose you so he follows an unhealthy advice

rating: 18+, smut, mature, do not interact if you are underage

genre/warnings: smut, some fluff,  established relationship, !idoltae, secret relationship,  there is some unhealthy view on women but it is nothing we are use to, unprotected sex (please stay safe), dom!taehyung but sub!taehyung too— it is complicated…. oral sex (m.recieving), sth between breeding kink-exhibitionism kink, some restriction but nothing serious, taehyung and y/n have  loose mouths, jealousy sex?

word count: 11K

A/N2:  I have two assignments due this Tuesdays but I promised for an update. So, here it is. I didn’t edit this. Enjoy my madness…

A/N2:  This can be read own its own, but my other works are connected to each other by characters. If you like to check my other work: Sweet Welcoming , Norway and my masterlist. Take care and stay safe. 

Taehyung doubted massively whether this was normal. A clean house and getting you pregnant was literally giving him an erection equally. But yup, it was correct. As soon as he entered his large clean house, his chest was filled with domesticity followed by his dick filled with blood. 

“You should have got her pregnant, man, then, you could be like me,” Sungho said after taking a shot of soju. He was already drunk along with Seokjin, Namjoon and others Taehyung couldn’t see now. 

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Rush¹: Concert (smut-mature) ft Kim Taehyung x Reader

(do not interact if you are underage)

pairing: non-idol!Taehyung x (female) reader

summary: just a short porn

rating: 18+

genre/warnings: smut, immature ejaculation, desperate oc, dirty talk, unprotected sex (always use protection!)

word count: 1.6K (1.599 to be exact)

masterlist | part1 rush: concert | part2 rush: club |  part3 rush: bed

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“Fuck, fuck, fuck! What do you understand when I say be quick!” You screamed at the top of your lungs backstage at Taehyung’s concert. He lazily laughed at your tugging and cockily walked as you dragged him by the hand. “Oh I swEAr I will lose my mind!” You yelled at him again while pushing Jimin from the way. “Pick somewhere else, fairy boy.” Poor Jimin looked at you startled.

“Don’t tire my best bass player, Y/N!” Namjoon scolded you as you chucked Taehyung into one of the dressing rooms. 

“Kiss my ass, Joonie.” You yelled back and slammed the door in their face. Meanwhile, Taehyung was suckling on the same lollipop stick he had before getting on stage. You pulled the white stick out of his mouth aggressively as he raised one of his brows.

“If you wanted something to suckle on, I can glad you give you something.” You breathed out to his mouth. Your dirty suggestion made Taehyung dizzier more than he was on stage, his adrenaline was kicking now. 

“Dirty w-” He didn’t give himself enough time to finish his sentence and smashed his lips with yours. He didn’t care if you could breathe, you didn’t care if your teeth grazed on his lean lips more aggressively than they should. Your mind had one mission and that was fucking him.

“Taehyung…” You mewled as you stumbled him into to door you both just entered. Taehyung’s back hit the wooden door with a low thud as your mouth disconnected. 

Your lips latched on the closest thing next, his chin. You kissed his chin down to his jawline. He was sweaty, more than you would ever be comfortable with, but your mind was on the loose.

“Fucking fuck,” You groaned and bit his chin, then licked it, then kissed it. Your one hand went through his hair and grabbed what you could reach. Your other hand went down to his leather trousers. “I will fucking lose my mind, ugh.” You cried out when your hands could open his belt, touch him enough.

Taehyung wanted to help; he really did. But he was intoxicated, too high on your presence. Don’t get him wrong, he was sober now, but your desperate need for him made him lose his voice. “Y/N…” He similarly cried out- he wanted, nah, he planned about this moment while he was on stage. He planned how he would use your neediness to tease and play with you.

“You are so needy, baby. Who got your panties on fire?” He growled when you sucked on his bottom lip and pulled it down. Taehyung felt your fingers burn through his skin, he memorised how desperately they clung to him. He also felt your tits pushing against him, your weak knees…

You didn’t answer him. Instead, you pulled him back to a long passionate kiss that somehow led both of you to the uncomfortable old armchair. Tongue was always the spotlight of the kiss, but Taehyung was surprised how much of your tongue was involved this time. You weren’t just taking what he gave, you were inside his mouth, your hands holding his face to get inside of him. 

When you pushed Taehyung down to sit, Taehyung knew that he wasn’t going to do anything he planned earlier. You took your seat on his lap, facing his heated face. You wanted to tease Taehyung about his red cheeks, but those buttery lips needed more kissing. As you dominated another kiss, your hips started humping him.

“Y/N, you are…” Taehyung laughed. You aimed for his neck this time, sucking beautiful red roses on his skin. You tasted his sweat once again, and it fucking made you hungry for more. It was impossible not to moan so Taehyung let a couple of low moans out of his mouth. He was quick to gear you up. You didn’t lose any time taking Taehyung’s clothes off. No there was no time for that. 

When your hands gripped Taehyung’s belt again, Taehyung hissed. “No foreplay, babygirl?” Your hips humping his thigh, your hands gripping his cock, your lips glued to his neck, your smell in his nose, your whimpers in his ear… Taehyung was in an absolute delight. He felt so full of himself. 

But his teasing voice paid him a bunch when you got your hands inside his pants. “Mhmhm,” You moaned into Taehyung’s ear as if touching his dick was the drug that pumped in your blood to calm you down. 

“Is that what you want, baby?” Taehyung threw his head back as squeezed his base. His wolfish smirk was on his face. You bit his earlobe, “I want-” You were cut off when Taehyung couldn’t help but leak a bunch into his underwear. 

It was your sign to sink on him now. As you planned, you were wearing the sluttiest outfit ever with the easiest access for him. Taehyung looked at you questioningly as you threw your legs to the sides of him and hover over your crotch. The realisation hit him the second you rubbed his cock to your wet folds. A simultaneous moan left your mouths, followed by a string of curse from Taehyung. “You fucking slut, you fuck me under your skirt, huh?”

Taehyung’s slap on your ass reminded you that he also had arms and hands.

“Yeah, baby.” You egged him. “I am so hungry for your cock, Taehyung!” You cried while rubbing yourself on his shaft. 

Taehyung squeezed where he slapped. He was going to cum now and he wasn’t even in you. “Ahh, so good, baby.” You squealed as his hand secured you on your waist. 

If he could touch your little clit, Taehyung could have some time to adjust- “Oh, Taehyuungg.” You groaned loudly as you impaled yourself in one go. 

Taehyung’s hands immediately tried to push you, but you were overpowering him so easily. “Such a good cock for me.” Despite your screams of his name just before, your voice was quiet now. 

“You are so needy for me.” Taehyung repeated again, wishing so hard for it to be true. “You can’t live without me.” He added as you nodded and milked his dick with all power you had. 

“Taehyung, ahh, so big, baby.” You screamed again as you bounced fully. “So thick for me, ah, I can’t take it all.” Taehyung’s head bumped everywhere inside you. Taehyung never needed to do that. He was wide enough to punch through every sweet spot you had. “Tae, Tae, Tae, baby.” You rhythmically moaned as you bounced on his cock.

Your warm body on top of him was divine. Your wet cunt wrapped around his dick was an impossible feeling. Taehyung suddenly sniffed as if he was going to cry. You looked at his red face with closed eyes. His face screamed at the arrival of his orgasm. 

“Are you gonna cum for me, huh?” You asked him slightly slowing down. As soon as you slowed your hard bounces on him, a string of pain struck your pussy. You unconsciously squeezed him. Taehyung’s eyes shot open, and his beautiful brown irises found yours apologetically. 

“Ughh, oh, baby, Y/N…” Taehyung let a beautiful groan right in front of your face as he helplessly released his warm load into you. “Tae…” You complained sweetly as you brushed his hair back, but one string of hair kept coming over his face and peppered his face with soft wet kisses. He continued to release after he came down from his high, and his thighs quivered. 

“Y/N.” He breathlessly said your name. “You are an incubus.” He was certain that you had superpowers. 

“You said that when we first fucked years ago, baby…” You sweetly answered him. Just then, his long cock twitched again and gave you more of his warm seed. Taehyung remembered 18-year-old Y/N at the back of his car, breathing quickly just like now. You laughed loudly, there was no bite in your voice, but just pure confidence to have this effect on him. Taehyung knew there was no reason to deny the truth.

“You…” Taehyung opened his mouth, but he couldn’t finish his sentence. He just buried his face into your neck.

“Aren’t you going to finish me like all of your sentences?” You bite him back this time. Taehyung knew this would come. 

“You should’ve given me some break, you cock-hungry slut.” He finally had the power to grasp your neck. 

“So, it is my fault that you came so early…” you twirled your hips, lewd squeaky noise filled the heated room. 

“... and so much…” You felt incredibly bloated, but gravity got the best of it and let Taehyung spill out of you. 

“Shh, give me some time.” For Taehyung, exhaustion was kicking in now.

“Hmm, okay then.” You brushed his bangs out of his face. You placed a wet kiss on his lips, and Taehyung couldn’t return the kiss again. He was totally spent with red bruised lips. 

“I should go to other guys then.” You faked getting up– you would never let his dick but teasing him felt so good. 

“I am sure Jungkook can go many rounds back-to-back.” Taehyung irked. “Or Namjoon, right? Or I could go to Yoongi to have him eat me out…” You kept twirling your hips to get Taehyung riled up. And it worked. 

Taehyung pulled your ear down to his mouth, “Then why did you jumped on me the second I got off the stage, baby? Mhmm?” His sinful voice was getting you.

“Get on your knees.” His eyes locked on you but hugged his face tighter into your chest. 

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> next: part2 rush: club

masterlist | part1 rush: concert | part2 rush: club | part3 rush: bed recommendation: i’m mad & you’re mine |

Chapter 1: Needy Love (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

“I am promised to you, Taehyung.” Your engagement ring shined as you took off your earrings and undone your hair.

“You are…” Taehyung hugged you from behind. His hands wrapped around your waist. “My promised girl…”

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader   

summary: You and your fiancé Kim Taehyung had to stay in a hotel room because of the pouring rain, giving you the best chance to show your neediness. 

rating: 18+, smut, mature, do not interact if you are underage

genre/warnings: period fic (bad attempt), Taehyung tries to be gentleman and he cares about virginity and stuff, Y/N is needy as hell but she is clueless, some clit action, there is no penetration, attempt to handjob or smth like that, it is not that spicy but they are needy whores.

word count: 13K

Chapter 1:  Needy Love

Chapter 2: Tae-time

A/N1:  It is the week before finals so that means I have to write a smut!! Please don’t mind spelling and grammar errors.

A/N2:  If you like to check my other work: Sweet Welcoming , Norway , i am mad, you’re mine, take a break, concert rush and my masterlist. Take care and stay safe.

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 “I leave the keys on- here.” After placing your suitcase on the ground, the housekeeper left the keys on the bedside table and looked at Taehyung for approval. 

Taehyung was standing tall in front of you, “Thank you.” 

“We have running hot water in the bathroom. If you like, I can bring more wood for the fireplace, sir.” The man continued, his white beard and chubby cheeks welcomingly smiling. Taehyung shook his head no. The only thing he wanted was to be alone with you. 

“Of course, sir.” The man bowed to him and walked to the door. “Our dinner service starts at 7 pm and lasts until the first lights of the morning. We would love to see you in our weekly recitals tonight. Our pianist is the best, travelling from Petrograd.” The housekeeper finally left the room after completing his job and announcement. 

As soon as the man left the room, you let out a long puff. Taehyung followed the man and locked the door, putting the safety handle on. “I am actually soaked,” You complained, trying to take your brown coat off that weighed double as it was completely wet. 

Taehyung couldn’t help but find you adorable. “Let me help you, my darling.” He said, hands finding your shoulders. When his large palms touched your skin, you felt electricity strike through your muscles.

Taehyung smiled at your reaction and helped you remove your undercoat as well. The two thick layers of clothing were gone, but now you felt freezing cold. As soon as Taehyung pulled the right arm off, you ran to the burning fireplace.

“I don’t think I've felt this cold since I was in Moscow.” You groaned at the feeling of warmth coming from the burning woods. 

“I am sorry, darling, I didn’t know it would rain this terribly. If not, I would have postponed our train.” Taehyung followed you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You let out another pleased grunt, “No, I loved our little adventure.” You touched his hands clutching your stomach. It was beyond wonderful running in the rain with his large hand holding yours.  “You should remove your coat as well, Taetae.” You turned your face to him and palmed his large shoulders— just because you could. Taehyung didn’t want to wet your blouse any further, so he got rid of his long coat in one single motion and returned to your touch quickly after. 

You hugged his chest, stealing more warmth from him. He engulfed you in his embrace, allowing you to feel his heartbeat. You felt secure in his large arms. He silenced the world with his heartbeat and sweet musky smell.

“It is the classic London weather, right?” You rubbed your face to his chest. “Yes,” He giggled, chest vibrating under your ear. 

“Yet it is very concerning. Ships might not leave ports for a few days.” He caressed your back gently as he spoke. 

Your untimely visit to England had a very joyful purpose despite the gloomy weather. Taehyung’s eldest cousin’s wedding cheerful contrast all problems. 

Taehyung’s mother informed you and Taehyung after Youngsun’s engagement was announced that you two would attend in their name. You were expecting a big family trip, just like you were a kid, but the fact that she was a widow remarrying was enough to hurry the wedding with little guests. After hearing your families’ remark, you took it upon yourself to make sure Youngsun had at least one cheering friend. That’s how you and Taehyung travelled to England at the end of October. Two of you had spent the last two months travelling together as an engaged couple, and it had been wonderful. 

“We could stay here for a bit, don’t you think, fiancée?” He said while swaying your body to the sides. “We couldn’t spend a lot of time together lately and I would love to take my fiancée to the best restaurants in central London.” 

“I would love to visit Hyde Park too. I wonder how it has changed since last I came here.” You pouted, there was no way you could with this rain.

“Sure, my love.” Taehyung kissed your slightly cold cheeks. “But first we have to go to a shop. I know a very good hat maker here.” He caressed your chin as you looked at him in excitement. 

“We have a deal then.” You tried to shake his hand as he playfully dodged it. “Shake your hand on it, Tae!” You whined.

“Promise to shop and have dinner. Not to visit Hyde Park.” He loved annoying you, oh, so dearly. “We can come here before the next Regatta, okay? Then you can run in the muddy grass all you want.” He kissed your eyelids while you let him hold your face.

“We won’t have time next spring.” You mumbled excitedly. Taehyung playfully gasped, “Oh, right. We will be busy with wedding preparations.” He kissed your grinning face. “Then, we can come here on our honeymoon. What do you say?” His tone was going deeper and deeper. You couldn’t help your lady bits get excited about the word honeymoon. 

“But we won’t have the energy to leave our room.” Taehyung kissed your earlobe. A shiver ran down your spine. His lips kissed the side of your neck as your breathing sped up. 

Taehyung’s nose hit the ends of your hair. They were damp with rain. “Do you want to have a bath, fiancée?” He whispered into your ear in his low voice. His intentions were not entirely dirty. He simply wanted you to relax since it was his fault that the two of you were caught in the rain. You shivered when his lips touched your cold ears. A scorching hot bath would be awesome right now. 

“Are you going to keep me company?” You kissed his chin while smiling largely. Taehyung bit down his lip, of course, you had to make his sexual request very sexual.

“You know, I have been a good girl for you,” You shamelessly confessed. In the last weeks, Taehyung was busy taming you and himself.  

He giggled, how could you be this adorable and sexy at the same time? 

“Please Taehyungie, I am craving you…” Your core was lightened the first time Taehyung touched you, but now that he mentioned a bath, you were on fire.

Taehyung kissed your forehead and slightly squeezed your body in his arms. 

This was his biggest struggle too. Maybe, it was a price to pay as he found his soulmate. Even though both of you are engaged now, Taehyung still didn’t have you truly despite your very tempting efforts. 

He craved you— more than you craved him— but he was too afraid of scaring you, hurting you, getting you pregnant… He knew what your parents expected from him. They knew Taehyung’s sloppy past with a couple of women. If Taehyung were to act like before, it would be the last time he sees you.

But that didn’t mean he make you stay hopeless. He indulged your fantasies from time to time and allowed you to release your sexual frustration. Also, it was great training for Taehyung as he lasted two minutes at most.

“You know-” You stopped his repetitive excuses with a scoff and changed the subject. It was starting to feel humiliating as you craved him insanely.

“I don’t think I have the energy left for a bath, but I should definitely change my clothes- ugh and my shoes too.” You grimaced and released his body.

Taehyung fell over you slightly, “You should, baby, let me help you get your shoes off.” He said, getting on one knee. 

Your breath hitched when Taehyung lowered himself and caressed your legs over your long skirt. Then, he carefully bent one of your knees and placed your feet on his knee and opened the laces. He worked as if you were a precious piece of diamond. 

"Thank you, Taetae." You shyly said as he got rid of your soaked shoes and placed them in front of the fireplace. Then, he sat on the armchair, watching you open your suitcase. 

You pulled out a new outfit for yourself, this time a one-piece navy dress with sleek shoulders. After pulling many white pieces of cotton, which were your undergarments, you drew the curtains of the room.

 Taehyung didn’t understand what you were going to do until you unbuttoned your blouse. You were undressing in front of him as if it was a casual thing. Taehyung had seen you half-naked before, he was blessed to catch glimpses of your skin. However, he had never seen you undress. You always had plenty of maids around you and he wasn’t really allowed into your room in your aunt’s house. 

But here you were, taking off your white blouse in front of him while standing in front of a mirror. As your white lace blouse was carefully placed over one of the empty hangers, your arms and necks were bare. Taehyung’s dick wished to be bare as your arms. 

While Taehyung placed his arms over his crotch to disguise his growing crotch, you were busy taking off your gored skirt. Its hemline was ruined by dirt. 

Under your skirt, you had a petticoat. You remembered your aunt’s maid pulling on it harshly as she said your waist will appear very thin, mademoiselle. But now you were struggling to pull the strings free. Only if you didn’t cut your nails recently, you would be able to do it. As your arms become sore from stretching back, you took a step closer and turned your back to the mirror to have a better view. 

Taehyung stared at your small and defined figure for so long that he didn’t think about helping you. He drooled over your body until you asked him for help. “For the love of God, let me out of this petticoat.” You groaned, a layer of sweat already on your skin. Taehyung got up by holding onto his knees. It would be so embarrassing if you noticed his erection. He felt guilty about popping an erection while you were being so domestic and natural around him.

Taehyung's hands found the two elastic strings. “It is too tight, darling.” He shared his observations quietly, but you shivered at the words. Would he say that while you two… have sex? Would you be tight for him? Taehyung swallowed thickly, realising what he said. 

Up close your skin was even smoother. It took everything in Taehyung not to ogle. “I can’t believe women are forced to wear such restricted garments,” he said, desperately wanting to touch your skin, but he took steps back, hoping his erection would go down quickly.

You nodded, “Could you help me with my corset too?” You asked while taking off your petticoat. Taehyung had already started diverting his eyes while his hands stuffed into his pockets. 

“Oh- It’s okay, I’ll call the-um…” You felt your neck burn with embarrassment as he avoided touching you, and you were thinking it would be okay to change clothes in front of him. The hotel’s owner's wife had offered a helper lady, but you denied it without giving it a thought. Now, you wouldn’t be able to ask for room service as you were already undressed.

“Could you ask one-” Your voice sounded weak. A sudden dry throat didn’t allow you to speak. You clutched at your chest, trying to cover yourself as Taehyung turned his head to the side. Why didn’t he look at you? Were you not pretty or flattered in your undergarments?

Taehyung could easily pick up the sad tone in your voice. “I can help you further if- if you don’t mind, my darling.” 

Even though the words came from his heart, from his sole desire to take care of you, they didn’t sound sincere to you. You worried that he thought you were using him.

“The housekeepers must be very busy. This place is overbooked…” Taehyung took a step closer to you, his eyes laid on the silky corset cover and the corset itself, tightly secured on your body.

“Taehyung-” You took a deep breath and folded your arms under your breasts. Then, Taehyung looked you in the eyes.

“You don’t have to do anything just because I want to. I don’t want to force things on you. That- that would make me a very bad person.” You grew angry when he averted his eyes again.

“Darling, that is not my intention.” He took another step closer to you, but this time you turned your back to him as his words rang in your ears. Your hands returned to your back to find the knot in the middle. There were four strings knotted cross two times. As you didn’t see which side to start, you mindlessly pulled on one of the ends. Thankfully, the corset became a bit looser to give you enough space to move in. You drew your hands to the front to hook off the corset from the front side. You tried to pull your stomach and chest in to give yourself ease but still, the knots in the back were too tight. 

You scoffed, your own corsets—the ones you used as a nurse never had these problems. You could take them off in a breeze as they were knotted on the front and less complicated. However, your mother had discarded them saying you were no longer part of the working class. You were an aristocratic daughter trapped in her stupid corset.

Taehyung didn’t want you to struggle and he replaced your hands with his. “I am sorry, my love. Please allow me.” His breath hit your neck and as an unashamed girl, you felt aroused in seconds. 

As he loosened the strings in the middle, you let out a deep breath. Finally, the tightness on your chest was gone as you took off your strict undergarment.

“We can eat dinner in our room if you like.” Taehyung patted your sides. It worried him how you seemed yellow all of a sudden. Was it because of your tight corset? 

You shook your head no, “I don’t min-d.” Taehyung furrowed his brows at how shaky your voice was. Your nose was red as well as your whole bare neck.

“Darling?” He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you to his chest. You whimpered; Taehyung buried his nose into your bare neck. “I always want to touch you; you must know that. Please don’t feel ashamed. I always want to feel your flesh on mine all the time. But you must also know how you affect me…” He said, eliciting a scoff from you. Your effect on him? Does he mean his pure aversion?

“Do you know how frustrating it is to keep getting denied?” You asked with a pout. Taehyung opened his eyes while his face was still buried in your neck. He could see the swell of your breasts very easily, so he immediately shut his eyes back. 

“Do you know how frustrating it is to walk around like… this?” Taehyung pressed your lower back to his crotch. You immediately felt his erection, positioned against his abdomen. You squeaked.

“You make me insane, Y/N.” He caressed your back. “And you have the audacity to sulk at your future husband. Must I stay on my knees every single moment to prove my love to you?” Taehyung bit down your neck, and you shivered. 

“It is not my fault that I desire you uncontrollably, Taehyung.” You continued pouting. Taehyung ran his thumb on your bottom lip and groaned at your confession. 

“Oh my sweet, baby,” he murmured while looking at your red cheeks. He couldn’t understand a young woman’s endless needy burn. “Don’t baby me,” You pushed his hand with a pout. Why didn't he see you as a desirable woman? 

Taehyung looked at you in shock when you pushed him, “My darling, your desires are reciprocated. I feel the same desire, if not more…” He pulled you in again, laying your forehead on his lips. He pressed a few innocent kisses, “It would be such a crime if I didn’t yearn you, my gorgeous love. But you must understand why I refrain-” His low and steady voice didn’t ease you.

“But you enjoyed your time with other ladies without refraining yourself. Am I not simply enough for you or not as important as them?” Oh, there was the deep jealousy you harboured for every woman he ever laid his eyes on. “Maybe I should have spent my endless night in the arms of many men, and then you could maybe understand how I feel.”

Taehyung hissed with a bad taste in his mouth, “No woman in this world is comparable to you. Your worth in my heart is never a subject to question. There is only you now and forever.” 

You shrugged, no matter how much he said he was loyal to you, you couldn’t extinguish your flaming jealousy. “I-” You held yourself from arguing any further. One said that wife’s endless bickering caused the man’s life. 

“I simply crave you endlessly, and I-I wish we could be more- physical like you were with other women in your life.” Taehyung’s arms sank. 

“But I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want, Taehyung. I understand.” You pressed a simple innocent kiss to his hand on your face and kindly returned to your clothes on the chair.

Taehyung gulped, his erection further throbbed. “It is not that I don’t want you, my love. I am afraid that I will hurt you, or that I will cause a big fiasco and damage your honour.” He explained calmly. “I want your soul and I want your body. I want you more than anything.” 

“I am promised to you, Taehyung.” Your engagement ring shined as you took off your earrings and undone your hair.

“You are…” Taehyung hugged you from behind. His hands wrapped around your waist. “My promised girl…” He kissed your hair. He looked at you through the mirror ahead of you two. 

“Gosh, how sexy you are…” Taehyung’s hand shook as he carefully caressed your stomach and he kept kissing your neck.

You smiled at him sweetly and continued to brush your hair in the small space he gave you. 

“Your smell is truly exciting, baby. It is such a sweet drug, it heals me.” His hand held the hair brushed sweetly and smelt it. “My love,” His eyes were closed, otherwise you could see them roll back. 

“You should change into your clothes too, Taehyung.” You knew giving him a cold shoulder wasn’t the most mature thing you could do. But it hurt you endlessly to see him so unaffected. 

Taehyung understood your thoughts from your voice and pressed a final kiss to your neck, “I love you, Y/N.” His voice was not loud but very clear.

You smiled at him back, and rubbed his hand on your stomach, “I love you too, Taehyungie.” Despite your momentary annoyance, your love for him was undeniable. 

Taehyung let out a long, relaxed breath. He might have cried if you didn’t say I love you back. He reluctantly released your body from his arm, you shivered at the cold air after his body left.

Taehyung returned to the suitcase, his clothes were mixed with yours. He tried to pull some decent clothing. He picked up his dark brown velvet suit and returned to the mirror. 

He was going to undress in front of him as you did. However, you avoided Taehyung’s eyes. You walked to the single chair in front of the fireplace, Taehyung only saw your side profile.

Your reasoning was quite simple. You didn’t want to provoke yourself any further. Taehyung knew that, but he wanted more, just like you.  “You can’t look at me too, darling?” Despite his understanding, Taehyung was slightly offended. 

“I just feel very cold, my love.” Your extra sweet voice tried to cover your bitter mind as the fireplace warmed your rigid muscles.

Taehyung wasn’t a quitter, he walked around the chair and stood in front of you. You dropped your head back to look at his large figure. His large hands caressed your face, dragging your bottom lip down. 

“Don’t sulk at me.” His voice was stern but hinted a glimpse of playfulness. You dropped your tongue out and pressed against his thumb to provoke him.

“You little coquette,” He inserted his pointer finger into your mouth instead. He watched you as you glided his long digit slowly between your wet lips.

“Is this what you wanted, baby?” He asked sternly again as he pushed his finger against your rhythm. Your mouth pushed him immediately as a reflex. 

“Is this why you are being so naughty?” He leaned in and whispered into your ear. 

“It is not my fault if my fiancé can’t meet my needs.” You challenged while drooling into his hand. Taehyung’s eyes fluttered, the lengths you would go to make him lose his mind was impossible. 

“Do you think I can’t meet your needs? Huh? Let’s see,” He mumbled, sliding your sleeves off your shoulders. Your soft breasts were welcomed by the warm air coming from the fireplace. 

Taehyung hissed at the sight of them, sitting there pretty, juicy… You watched his expression very closely. The side of his mouth pulled to the sides, normally he would bite down his lips to conceal his hungry expression, but he didn’t do that now. He let his hunger read by your eyes.

“You think I can’t meet your needs?” He asked as lowered his hands to his sides, his low voice never sounded this drenched with sexual frustration. 

You pushed your chest out instinctively to make him touch them. “Maybe…” you mumbled a lie. 

“Get up, my love.” He ordered, voice far from cold. You followed excitedly. Taehyung’s eyes gazed at your knobby nipples. He wanted to wrap his mouth around them now… 

“Can I kiss you?” He asked when you were raised up to your feet. His gentleman side made you smirk, for a second you had thought he was gonna be rough with you. 

“Yes.” You answered with a pout, only his unbuttoned shirt at your eye level.

“Look me in the eyes.” You heard Taehyung gulp. When your eyes met his, you saw not an angry or frustrated man- you saw a man in love. 

“Taehyung…” You sighed his name under his caring caramel eyes, leaning towards his body. You sighed again when your bare chest touched his almost naked one. 

His hand held your chin delicately, “My love…” He sighed back while his eyes danced around your face. He looked at you as if he was seeing his own God. 

“My love.” You nuzzled into his hand. It was when Taehyung aimed for your lips. 

This was not your first kiss. However, every single one of them made you lose your mind, your breath. His lean lips were mostly messy when he kissed you. Despite every bit of control Taehyung had, he became a desperate lover in disguise. But this time Taehyung’s kiss was calculated. He overwhelmed you with his tongue and pulled back right after.

Every time he pulled back, he pulled your body onto him. Your legs didn’t even try to support you as they cutely trembled every second you spent lips locked with your husband-to-be. His title made you grow hungrier. 

“Ahh,” You whined, clasping your hands more securely to his shoulders. Taehyung felt how you were trying to climb onto him. He bit your lip down, “Tae-” You gasped, immediately pulling back. However, Taehyung chased you immediately, sucking your lip, and invading your mouth with his large, thick tongue once again.

As you were comprehending his warm tongue in your mouth, his large hands wrapped around your thighs. And with a simple tug, Taehyung picked you up.

A scream let your mouth, he never had done that before. “Be quiet, baby.” He warned you as your stomach clenched at the anticipation. You hugged him tighter, “How could you- do- what?” You looked around in his arms, legs locked around his waist. Everything seemed different… a lot smaller.

Taehyung scoffed, “Pick you up? You weigh like a leaf, baby.” Taehyung’s hands held you on your asscheeks. He pulled you even higher, and for the first time he was reaching up to kiss you.

“Tae-h-yung..” You moaned the second and melted on his lips. As you sloppily kissed his lips, Taehyung carried you to the bed a few steps ahead. His thighs hit the bedside. He smirked with anticipation, “I am gonna show you how well I can meet your needs.” 

You looked him in the eyes just before he dropped you to bed. You immediately hold yourself on your elbows to watch him. Taehyung pulled off his button-up, making the little buttons rip apart. 

You gasped and watched him like his good girl. “Up, baby.” Taehyung got on the bed and pulled you over the pillows. “Let me kiss you everywhere, huh?” He said before diving into your neck. With his whole body weight on you, it felt like you could burst at any moment. 

Your lips said gibberish, “Taehyung, baby, baby…” He hummed every time you called his name.  He sucked along the vein on your neck, feeling your frantic heartbeat when he pressed your tongue on it.

“I own your pleasure just like I own you.” He whispered into your skin. You pulled his hair back, “Yes, yes, you own me, Ta-eh-yung.”

He smirked knowingly, “Say it again, my little slut.”

“You have me, Taehyung.” You gasped out, desperately trying to kiss his lips. “Hmm,” Taehyung’s attention was on somewhere else.

Your nipples were the next. He kissed around one of your nipples, chin grazing over it. Your soft nipples slowly got erected as Taehyung warmly breathed over your wet skin.

“S-so gg-od-d,” You writhed against the mattress and layers of bedding. Without a doubt, he licked a small stripe on your nipple.

A series of moans left your mouth after one single lick, and you pulled on his brown hair. “Do you like that, baby?” He asked you and gave you another small timid lick. This time, you let out a guttural moan. “You are so naughty. You do everything to get me angry and rail you like a whore. Is that what you want, huh? You want to be my whore?” Taehyung spitted the words with his deep low voice that melted your insides. His hips rutted against you. You nodded vigorously as he laughed.

“My baby, my lovely fiancée and my little whore…” He licked around your nipple slowly, eyes fixed on the brownish-pink knobby nipple. “My virgin whore… hmm?”

You squeaked, “Yes, yes, your whore, I am yours!” Taehyung faked a gasp at your words. “You have such a bad mouth-” Taehyung tried to discipline you, but you knew it better.

“Maybe you should stuff it with your dick, Taehyung?” Your smart mouth did you good when Taehyung buried his face into your chest again with a groan. He kissed and bit every bit of skin he could reach. “Dirty girl… What happened to my sweet innocent babygirl?”  Your warm smooth skin was enough to have Taehyung have uncountable fantasies. His cum on your skin sounded more than he could ever fantasize.  

“Taehyung, don’t mark- Oh my God….” You tried to resist his sinning mouth. 

“I will mark you the way I want. You are mine after all…” Taehyung brushed his nose along your jaw. 

“But my maids!” You insisted but turned your head to the side so his mouth could take advantage. 

“Then you shall not have maids, my love. After all, I am the only one who is responsible for you. I will dress you every morning.” He groaned into your ear, one of his legs was between your thighs and your hips were trying to hump him.

“Oh, are you needy, my love?” He asked as he pinned your hips to the bed. You moaned in frustration. “Are you rubbing your sweet juices onto me?” Taehyung always made you ride his thigh and dirty his clothes. Then, he touched himself with wet patches on his pants, imagining your sweet weight on him.

“See it for yourself…” You cried as his mouth kept sucking little roses to your breasts.

“Mhmm, my sweet love… Can I taste it for myself?” He rubbed his nose where he just sucked a pink bruise. 

You mewled an answer. Taehyung cooed, “Isn’t this what you wanted all month, Y/N? You teased me so brutally.” 

Taehyung watched you hiccup as his warm breath blew onto your knobby nipple. “Such a sexy woman I have. Absolutely ravishing.” He took your nipple in his mouth and groaned while sucking it in his warm mouth.

Your back arched into his mouth, your hands were pushing him on the shoulders when the sensation got too hot and pulling him back when you craved it. You thought the pleasure was unbearable. “Taetae,” You mewled. One of your hands brushed your hair out of your face. 

“Mhmm, fiancée…My whore…” Taehyung let you pull him off your chest. You heaved when he hovered over you. “What do you want, baby?” He asked. 

Your eyes blinked open, “I want you. I want you so much, Taehyung.” 

“Where do you want me, babygirl?” He raspily asked.

“Between my legs…” Your cheeks burnt like oak wood on a winter night. Taehyung laughed through his nose, “Tell me where, baby.” He kissed your earlobe. You couldn’t bring yourself to say where it is, and Taehyung knew that.

“Is it somewhere sinful, baby?” Taehyung loved playing into your innocence, the more he played into it, the needier you became. You nodded, suddenly the confident sexy persona of yours had melted into a puddle at Taehyung’s feet.

“Mhmm, I could have guessed since you…” He took a big breath in your neck, “you are still rubbing yourself to be like a little slut….” He kissed the top of your shoulders. 

“What are you, baby?” He asked, eyes expecting an answer. 

You choked out your answer, “I am yo- girlf-riend…” Taehyung immediately tsked, his lips brushed yours, hands caressed your shoulders as you whined. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are my slut, my fucking wife-to-be…” 

You gasped as his hand wrapped around your neck, “My pliant little fiancée, you are so good for me… sitting with my family prettily, being a good girl,  knitting for me too. Mhmm? You are going to be the best wife, right?” His veiny strong hand only looked like he was squeezing, however, he was gently holding your neck, feeling your throat gulp. 

“I am going to have a beautiful wife…” He looked at your teary eyes as you nodded vigorously. Taehyung groaned, you were his… He could have you the way he wanted. 

“Can you take my trousers off, princess?” He babied you with his head tilted to the side. You nodded eagerly, “Free me.” You patted his hand on your neck. Taehyung released you in a second and his hand went to your bare boobs. His large, long hand engulfed one of them easily and slightly squeezed it. Despite the heat pooling in your underwear, you followed his request. 

You had undressed him before, but excitement struck you nevertheless. Taehyung smirked at your excitement, “Can you do it, my love?” He rose to his knees, his free hand brushing your shaky ones.

“I have undressed many men, Taehyung.” You wanted to sound clever and refer to your job at the military hospital, but Taehyung looked displeased. 

“You are only to undress your husband from now on.” He looked at your eager hands at the top of his crotch.

Despite your said experience, you were shaking like a leaf with excitement. “But I have never undressed such a handsome man like you, fiancé.” Calling him by his title still made your insides tickle. 

Taehyung responded by only patting your hair, thankfully your precise hands sided with you and took care of the one button in a blink. Before you could take it off completely, Taehyung’s hand wrapped around your hair and pulled it back.

“Where is your manners, baby?” His low demanding voice made your pussy cream itself. You cried another whine out, “Please?” You asked with a timid voice.

Taehyung’s eyes closed when he brought his fingers to caress your lips. Your lips immediately fell open to greet his long slender digits. Taehyung bit inside of his cheeks, your mouth was so tempting, warm, wet. Your pretty tongue came out and licked his thumb. 

Taehyung hissed at the contact and memorized its texture immediately.  “More?” You asked right after you wrapped your lips around his thumb. This was your time to tease him more, make him unforgettably hard that he will suffer from that boner for years.

“Baby,” He needed to get on track otherwise you were going to make him orgasm. “Be a good girl and lay back…” Taehyung took his thumb out and held your chin. His low voice excited you, a playful hitch left your throat.

You laid back with him following you. His upper body pressed yours, his insanely warm skin pressing your cold one was enough to get your eyes rolling. “Mhmm, isn’t this nice, baby?” He asked you, eyes locked on your lips. Your hands wrapped around his neck and brought his lips onto yours. 

He smiled when he hovered his lips over you, he could feel your heartbeat against his chest. “You want to kiss me again, darling?” He brushed your nose with yours.

You pulled his hair slightly, “Taehyung.” You tried to sound demanding but his insanely hot body on top of yours made it impossible. He didn’t wait too long and connected your lips together.

Oh, his sweet, velvety lips… He was the definition of smoothness, charm and oh, loveliness. Your heart poured out when he slowly started to kiss you. Despite his slightly hard and mocking tone earlier, he melted inside your mouth like hot chocolate.

“Such a good kisser.” Taehyung was loving the way you kissed him back, giving your everything back to him eagerly. You shivered at his compliment.

“Learned from the best.” Your breath hit Tae’s now wet lips. Taehyung chuckled and then buried his face into the crook of your neck. He took a big whiff, followed by a sensual groan as if he had his favourite meal for dinner.

“Taehyung…” you bucked your hips up to him. “I want to be good for you.” Taehyung’s eyes rolled back in his head, his lip tingled from your needy statement. 

“You do, kitten?” His voice was unclear, pressing wet suck onto your shoulder.

You were an absolute mess, no matter how much he kissed you before. “My love,” Taehyung sighed as he lost track. His hips subtly bucked up to yours, lowly mewling as your half-bare skin touched his trousers. 

“Please take off your trousers completely, baby” You begged him as his clothed member rubbed you. Oh, how big he was, only the swift touch was enough to remember how gifted Taehyung was. He was large enough to make you lose your breath and mind.

Taehyung let your hands find their way to his trousers, “Baby…” He growled when your finger brushed around his head. You circled the large meaty tip while whining.

Taehyung leaked as you touched him and ruined his underwear. You bit your lip at the sight of his aroused face. He rarely gave you this much time to touch him. You tried your luck by going down his shaft. 

Taehyung followed your fingers with a low growl, which made you retract your fingers. His animal-like whine was definitely out of the need for you. It did stroke your ego. “Hands off, love.”

After your hands pulled back, Taehyung brought his hands onto your clothed waist. Your chemise was pooling around your waist and covering your private areas from his eyes. That didn’t mean Taehyung didn’t feel the heat radiating from it. Your pretty cunt was burning against his thigh. Most probably it was messy with your juices. Taehyung’s hips bucked up to you at the thought, he licked his lips. 

“Baby,” he ran his hand from your waist along your sides. You held your breath in as he caressed the cotton fabric of your undergarment. 

He smoothly ran down, and both of you hitched when your bare skin touched his. Taehyung felt your smooth skin as you shivered at his numbing fingertips. Taehyung drew circles on your thighs and momentarily rubbed your knees to warm them up.

His touch was the opposite of soothing. Your heartbeat was beyond any normality, breathing hard as a stallion after a Sunday race.

“Let’s play a game, Y/N.” He cockily said. “Everywhere I touch with my fingers, I have to kiss too…” 

You only heard his hands gliding up to your thighs to your hips after that. Your thighs pressed together instinctively, but he already had his hands between them. You let out a long, high moan. His hands were inches away from your heat. If you could buck up, his fingers would touch your heat.

So you did. “Tae!” It almost sounded like a cry. “Yes, baby” he answered sweetly as he ran his finger inside your thigh, collecting a taste while he perfectly managed to block your attempts. He mockingly laughed.

“I can already smell your taste, baby.” Taehyung licked his lips. You clenched your thighs even harder, locking his hand between them harder. 

Taehyung laughed lowly, signs of adoration were apparent. “Baby, spread your legs.”

His low voice made your thighs lock even harder, you bit your lip, ready to face the consequences. “I can’t…” You whined. Every muscle on your body was convulsing excitedly. 

Taehyung rubbed your hip with his free hand, “Why is that, baby? Don’t you want me to touch your…” He brought his lips right to your ear, “touch your little pussy? Make her so wet for me, cream for me, huh?” 

He didn’t need to do anything, you already started pushing out more warm juice. Taehyung was pleased with your reaction. “Even my words are enough to get you soaking, baby. Do you still think I can’t please you?” He rubbed the smallest circle against your pelvic bone. He could imagine your creamy juices rubbing up there, lips enclosing that beautiful pearl. 

“Spread…” Taehyung was ready to let his horny side take over him, that was what you wanted. “It is me, baby. Don’t be shy.” He pecked your lips. “I will pleasure you, my love, just like the way you were begging me…” 

You squeezed his hand even harder, you were being ridiculous. He was right, you were begging him to touch you all the time, and now don’t let him feel you.  “But Taehyung was a patient man…” you thought. And very handsome… Your real-life prince, your one true love, your soulmate… 

“Can you kiss me, my love?” You asked him in a small voice coated with arousal.

Taehyung groaned at the pet name, he would do everything as long as you called him my love. He connected your lips in a second, taking his sweet time despite the hard erection he had. 

This time Taehyung kissed you like he was hugging your lips with his. He was rubbing your waist with his free hand, his chest grazing over yours sweetly. To his surprise, your thighs were still quivering; but they were slightly open now, giving his hand space to move.

“Do you trust me, baby?” Taehyung backed off as you chased his lips. Your swollen lips were attached to his chin. “Yes, yes, I do, my love.” You answered with a breath. Your confidence and trust in him aroused Taehyung even more. You were so ready to give yourself to him. 

“Do you want me to guide you, darling?” His question confused you. Yes, he was supposed to guide you. What sort of a question was that?

Taehyung saw your confusion, “Do you want me to tell you what I am going to do or would you like to be surprised?” He explained further without messing up your mood. 

You nodded, “I want to be surprised… but, but-” Taehyung watched you speak eyes closed. “But I want you to talk to me.” 

If your eyes were open, you could see how much you made Taehyung gulp. “Do you want me to talk dirty to you?” Taehyung placed his forehead next to your ear. He could easily whisper into your ear like this. 

“Do you want me to say how much  I want to play with this pussy?” You anticipated the touch. Your hips were trying to chase his fingers but Taehyung’s firm body made you slightly immobile. 

“Yes, yes. Please, please..” You cried out in pleasure. Your hands were securely planted on his shoulders, trying to move his body on yours.

“Oh, I will tell you then. I will tell you how many times I imagined these lips would feel…” Taehyung touched your outer lips with a hiss. Just like he imagined they were drenched. Your reaction was similar, your body jolted up at the contact. 

“Ha-ah, did y-yo-u reall-yy?” You asked. His growl was enough of an answer. “You have no idea...” He shushed you with a wet kiss and continued his dirty ministrations. There were more than a few moments where he fucked his fist while imagining painting your sweet cunt with his seed.

Your back arched deeply at the next swipe, this time his thumb nestled between your soaking, warm lips. “Tae…hyung.” You breathed out to his face. His firm body was the only thing that was keeping you bound to the bed. 

Taehyung muttered some curses under his breath, “Taehyung…” You held the root of his hair as he started to move his fingers. His thumb found your clit very easily, “That’s the pretty pearl, huh?” 

You gasped, how could something so little could be this shaking? You quivered in sweet sensation. “It is magical, right?” He asked as he pressed the pad of his thumb. 

“Yeah… It feels.. mhm. Taehyung!” Taehyung watched your pleasure crumble. “You became such a needy girl. You want me to touch this little clit until it breaks, huh?” He kissed your pout as your teary eyes opened and found him. 

He was the definition of your pleasure. You couldn’t be mad if he broke your things. “Let me feel you, baby…” He murmured, Taehyung had more in mind than just rubbing your pleasure spot. 

“Let me feel these butterflies…” He closed his eyes and tried to imagine them as his pointer finger stroked your inner lips lightly. Your reaction was another high-pitched cry and endless tugs. Letting him have all the power was comforting at all times; but when he teased, Taehyung was infuriating. You almost wished he let you ride his thigh. 

“Ohh, they are so wet too, baby.” Taehyung followed them until very down, feeling your gaping core seriously drenched with your juices. “You are doing so good, baby. My good fiancée…” Your head was slightly turned to the side, lips bit down as pleasure coated your face with just a simple stroke from his finger. Taehyung kissed your cheek cutely as if he didn’t have his hand inside your underwear. “I can feel your little hole, baby.” Taehyung circled his pointer finger around the twitching hole, you mewled. 

“Taehyung, I will explode…” Your voice asked for mercy. If you could whine and mewl enough, maybe he would grant your wish and stuff himself into you. You would absolutely explode then. 

Taehyung felt your hole clenching harder as your thoughts went wilder. He immediately brought his thumb onto your clit again. He precisely pressed onto the spot while caressing your inner lips. “You are clenching so hard baby, relax pussy for me…” 

You scoffed, “I can’t help it…” He knew that.

“How do you plan to fit my cock in here, baby? You are so small. Feel, you can’t even take my one finger in…” Taehyung groaned, he knew that you could take his one finger at you if he slightly pushed. He was actually afraid if he could get it out by the way you are clenching.

“But that’s normal… My- mhmm, baby.” Taehyung felt a gush of your juice dripping out. Maybe he should have stopped circling your clit. 

You held Taehyung’s bicep, you could feel the muscles flexing as he rubbed your numb clit while caressing your inner lips. His fingers were intimidated by your clenching core, so he only slightly tried to push his one finger in. You dug your fingers into the meaty bicep when you felt him slowing down. Your guttural groan stopped him fully. 

“Taehyung!” You screamed. “Please, don’t stop, baby, please... Please, I am so crazy for you.” 

Your loose mouth made Taehyung go back to action with more vigour. That was it, he was going to make you cum now. 

“You are? You are so horny for me, huh?” He repeated your words as his hips started moving against your hips without him realising it. 

“Yes, love. So much. You are doing so g-good.” You wished you could do better in dirty talk. 

“Y/N…” He hid his face in your neck, your intoxicating smell could make him orgasm on its own. 

“Cum for me.” He ordered. “Cum all over your lover’s hand baby. I can’t wait to be drenched by you, ohh, be covered in your juices.” You nodded mindlessly while your hips worked back to his hand. 

“You would rather it was my big cock, right. You want it buried in your sweet cunt. You want me to co-rrupt you and g-ive you m-my babies.” Both of you moaned in unison. Your high came to you in bliss. Your thighs locked over Taehyung’s hand.

“Y/N…” He moaned seconds before your orgasm, but you couldn’t hear him from the intensity of your orgasm. You were sure that your breathing stopped at one point. 

Taehyung pressed your waist slowly to stop your back from arching, your one leg around his waist kicked straight as you hummed a sweet moan. “Good girl…” He praised you as you tried to calm down your shaking. “You are so pretty…” Your gaped mouth, closed eyes, bruised lips… They were too pretty. 

“Taetae…” You squeezed your thighs back. Taehyung kept caressing your skin. His mind was hazy from the smell of your orgasm. “You’ve done a good job, baby…” He praised you. 

Your light giggle filled his ears. “You did, too.” Taehyung left your little clit alone and dipped your fingers down in your lips. Just like he expected, you were absolutely wet. He moved his finger to hear the squelching sound. 

You groaned in embarrassment. Taehyung flicked his fingers even harder to make a louder sound. “This is how much this cunt loves me, mhmm? Just for me…”

You moaned, you could orgasm from this. Taehyung watched your face. You were concentrating on your orgasm again. He felt a sudden pride. “I can make you cum with just two of my finger tips.” 

You groaned, Taehyung joined you with a laugh “But I haven’t finished yet.” Your eyes opened largely at his words. He finally made eye contact with your glowing eyes.

“I said I will kiss everywhere I touch, right?” He licked his lips in anticipation. Your hands pushed him. Taehyung knew you didn’t actually want to push him off. 

“I want that too, yes…” You immediately proved him right. Your little horny body was too stimulated to take in Taehyung’s naughty words. “But… but I am so sensitive.” You didn’t mean to shiver. “What if I squeeze your head too?” You said it in a mockingly shy voice.

“My love, that would be my happiest place to be trapped in.” Taehyung’s eyes fluttered. His face got taken over by a faint smile. You touched the side of his mouth, his full cheeks. His smile largened quickly before pressing kisses to your fingertips. “If that’s your concern, I can help you do this.” He said after coming to his senses. You looked at him with a smile, excitingly waiting for his next move. 

“I won’t trap you, okay? Tell me if you don’t like it.” His extra warning made you extra excited. 

You kept peering up at him with a smile on your face. He studied your face, no sign of doubt was there.  “Let me, babygirl.” He whispered when his large hand grabbed both of your thighs strongly and pressed them apart. A high pitch squeak left your mouth.  Your knees were pushed to the sides with his iron grip. You tried to close your legs again but there was no chance. Your hips weakly bucked followed by a whine from your sweet mouth. You didn’t think he could command your position this easily. If your long chemise could allow, you would be fully spreaded and bare for him to see.

Meanwhile, Taehyung kept looking for signs of your discomfort, but you granted him a chuckle. “What is so funny, Miss?” He expected you to moan from you- not that he didn’t find your laughter amusing.

“I must be dreaming…” Your hands came on his large ones resting on your thighs. 

Taehyung bit his lip, “I am definitely not…” He murmured as he laid on you, this time spreading your legs ever so slightly with his knees. Your chemise rid up to your thighs, his clothed hard crotch pressed against your thigh.

“This is not even close to what my finite mind could make up. You are beyond my dreams, my love.” Taehyung had already missed kissing you in such a short amount of time. So, he indulged. He sweetly kissed your cheeks as your hands found their way to his nape. You felt him twitch. You wonder if he was aware of it. “Did you dream about this?” Your voice was still joyful. 

Taehyung scoffed, “You cannot even imagine what I want to do to you, Y/N.” Despite your happy mode, your body went back to having small shivers and twitches. “You have no idea how much I want to play with this little pussy.” Taehyung’s voice got lower and throaty as he finished speaking. His manhood twitched as he deeply inhaled.

“Wh-wha-at?” You asked in a small voice. If Taehyung wasn’t a breath away, he would have missed it. 

“Let me show you, love.” Actions speak louder than words. So he got on his mission.

You welcomed his warm lips on yours sweetly. You kissed him timidly, too excited about the proximity of his member. To not wait any longer, Taehyung skipped past your neck. Your hands encouragingly held him. You searched for the courage to ask him for a touch…

“Mhmm, Taehyung…” Maybe for the first time tonight, you moaned this sensually. Your head was clogged with his hard member. For a second you were sure he would let you touch it. Your moan forced Taehyung to stop his mouth and look up at you. Your eyes were already locked on him. 

You brushed his hair out of his face, looking at him with admiration tinted with pleasure. Taehyung kept eye contact with you as his brushed his nose against your nipple. A giggly whine left your mouth. Your nipple became harder with the smallest touch. Taehyung bit his bottom lip to make sure he didn’t pierce through the prettiest breasts. He gave you enough time to prepare for his next move. You watched him wet his lips and open his mouth slowly. Despite your anticipation, another whine ripped through your throat as his warm mouth wrapped around your bare nipple. His hips rutted onto your thigh ever so slightly. 

It took you even more to get over this little sensation. Much to Taehyung’s surprise, you spoke coherently. You could not just lay here and enjoy pleasure selfishly.  “Taehyung, stop.” 

Taehyung tried to get up on you in an instant, but you kept him by the head.  “Little sweet whore, do you want me to stop or continue?” He said as you didn’t let him get up. 

“It feels so sensitive there…” You whispered, feeling guilty because you made him feel guilty. 

“My love, we can stop anywhere you want.” He lovingly cooed you while you realised his manhood against you, only underwears in between. It throbbed at this very moment. 

“No, no, I don’t want to stop.” You clung even harder to him, lowering his face to cover him in your kisses. Taehyung smiled as your lips danced over his cheeks and eyes. However, your cuteness soon ceased. 

“I want to please you too, Taehyung.” You whined. You were very selfish when it came to pleasure. Taehyung helped you with all of your needs to the best extent but never let you pleasure him fully. He was secondary. He came but his orgasm was never the focal point.

“Love,” He breathed loudly. His cock throbbed more to prove him wrong. “Let me help you too.” You asked. “Maybe it will help me get less sensitive too.” You said while covering your nipples. They were getting harder at Taehyung’s gaze. 

“Baby,” He breathed again. You arched your back to show him your desperation. 

“Let me touch you, baby.” Your hands slowly and gently went to his chest. He had always been very soft with you. It was why you always felt good when you were with him. You knew he meant comfort, pleasure and fun. You would never expect less of him. 

Taehyung moved away from your touch when come too close to his crotch. You recognised this gesture from yours. “Can I continue?” You asked, lips already trembling at the possible rejection.

“I am so weak with your touch, my love.” He cried out. “You make me so drunk…” He whispered as he rubbed his face to your chest. 

“You make me so weak too…” You whispered in return, patting his hair. He stayed there for a few minutes while throbbing violently. 

“How much do you want me, Taehyung?” You asked him, you were annoyed by how many times you had to have this conversation. 

“My love,” He picked himself up and peered at you from your chest. “Just be honest. How much do you want me sexually?”

Taehyung answered immediately, “So so so much, very much. All the time, always…”  He kissed up to your lips. 

“That’s exactly how much I want you back.” You spoke into his mouth as he nodded. 

“Never, I will always crave you more.” He said childishly. You giggled. He cut your giggles with a snap of his hips. “Never, I crave you more.” He said back.

“I crave you more.” He snapped this thigh again, this time his crotch pressing your bare core momentarily. 

You couldn't answer back this time. Long breathy shakes felt your mouth as he granted himself the pleasure.

“My love,” He growled. If he raised onto his knees and pulled you closer, he could give you more powerful thrusts. “Yes, baby?” You asked while your lips aimed for his. 

You held his gorgeous head and looked him in the eyes. “I want you to cum, Taehyung. Please…Anyway you want… I just want to see you cum for me.” There was no shame or shyness. You wanted to see him fall apart for you, lose his mind for you.

Taehyung’s eyes completely rolled back at your request. Fuck, yes he will give you what you want. 

“Naughty girl…” He growled as you didn’t let him stand tall. “Let me get up and pound this little cunt, okay?” He slowly moved your hands clutching onto him. Then raised onto his knees on the soft bed. “Spread these nice and good…” His voice made you clench them immediately. “You said anything I want…” He rubbed your hips sweetly as your thighs spread on their own.

“Good girl,” He praised. 

A moan mixed with a whine bubbled through your mouth. He was going to make you lose your mind once again. “Taehyung…” Taehyung couldn’t help but laugh at your sensitive, overstimulated, horny body, eager to please him, oh so eager to please him. Only him.

“Who got you this sensitive, darling?” Taehyung pushed your chemise up your hips. You moaned, “You, baby.” He smiled.

“My- my- my Taehyung.” You said as he nestled between your legs firmly. “That’s right baby, I am yours.” Taehyung’s finger brushed on your pubic bone. He gave you one touch and pulled his finger back. Your body reacted similarly to before, hips bucking, mouth gaping. After you stop bucking your hips, you felt the move in his hands. You patiently waited for the next brush, and Taehyung did gave you another brush, this time with his clothed member. 

Your breath hitched with contact. It was so hot, almost like he was in a fever. It was heavy and hard. You were sure your skin was engraved by it with the slightest touch. Taehyung's body was so tense, especially his stomach. He was squeezing his muscles hard not to cum right down. 

Your warm core, inviting smell, and sinful voice was too much of a temptation. To make matters even harder for him, your hands came over his large shaky ones. 

“Me, me.” You mumbled, hoping that he would let him touch you. Your answer was granted when Taehyung brought his hands to his back. Now, he was under your hand, only his cotton underwear keeping you away from him. 

You wanted to wrap your hands around the meaty member immediately. But Taehyung had never given you the pleasure that straightforward. He would tease you in one way or another. He would grip your thighs, and breathe lowly to your ear. You wanted to tease him too. Teasing him so painfully that his ground would shake under him.

You looked at his tall body, his button-up was open to show his chest, arms cuffed to his elbows. His strong neck was more prominent as he dropped his head to the back. His hands were gripping and twisting the bedsheet.

“On me.” You said as you brought his hands to your waist. His face ghosted a smile as if he was drunk.

“You could come up if you like,” you teased while tugging his wrist towards your tit. Taehyung groaned, “naughty girl…” 

You giggled at his words, “Yes, I am your naughty girl…” Oh shit, you talked back. Taehyung’s hips bucked up to yours, whining at your power. You giggled again. 

You placed your hands on his thighs; they were meaty and generous enough to provide you endless orgasms before. You squeezed them strongly which made Taehyung breath hitch. You looked up at him immediately, his head was still dropped back. 

Just like you did to him, he let him enjoy his body. You examined his crotch carefully. His bulge was very apparent.

“Ghmmgg-hh” Taehyung let a loud groan when your finger touched where you assumed his tip was. His hips rutted against your finger poorly. “Do you like it?” You innocently asked, deep down, realising you have no idea what to do. 

“Yeah, baby. You make me so weak.” He whimpered. His strong jaw, characteristically lean eyes, prominent nose, lean lips… everything manly and strong and put-together about him had diminished. He was, now, just whimpering because you were touching him at the most sensual point on his body. You had him. “Can I hold you?” Regardless, your submissive nature combined with inexperience couldn’t yield this side of Taehyung. “Baby…” Taehyung lowered his eyes at you. “Please.” He whispered. 

At first, his plea was not understandable, but he slowly tugged your wrist and hand and held it like it was his. Then, cutting all the teasing, he wrapped around his thick cock. His underwear was still on, but it was very thin. You felt the smooth texture of his skin, some prominent veins. You instinctively squeezed it, not sure what is the best way. 

“You are so warm, Taehyung.” You whimpered as he guided your hand over his length. Taehyung’s abdomen was clenching more so decided to return to his position back on top of you. 

“Yeah, baby? You are so warm too.” He plotted one arm over your head and hovered over your body. His shirt fell open towards you, you wanted to take it off, but both of your hands were occupied. You didn’t want to lose your privilege to touch him there. Taehyung moaned so sensually again. It seemed like he was never getting used to the sensation of your sweet warm hand, trying to jerk him. 

“Baby, don’t squeeze-” “Tae-s so hard…” Two of you moaned at the same time. “F- shi-” Taehyung gurgled the moans in his mouth, his hips were mindlessly rutting inside your fist. “For love of God-” You looked at him with large eyes. He sounded to be possessed by something. His eyes were closed and brows furrowed.

“Baby,” He groaned. “Can I take my- do you want to touch me bare?  I want to please.” He pleaded as his teary eyes opened.

You nodded immediately. “You don’t even need to ask, baby.” You said while he momentarily got up to discard his underwear. 

Taehyung had returned to your arms with another surprise. His button-up was also gone. For the first time, he was completely naked. Your shaky hands caressed his shoulders when he returned hovering over you. You wanted to touch every inch of his skin, but his hard dick waited for you. 

“Oh my…” You carefully lowered your eyes. There he was, free of every garment, standing up against his stomach. Your eyes momentarily closed as if he didn’t want you to look at it. When you opened them back, Taehyung was still standing there, with a lopsided grin on his face.

“Taehyung…” You whined in pain as someone pinched your skin. Your core leaked out twice as much juice in the sight of him. Your hips bucked up to meet him, but Taehyung pulled himself back in time. This time you cried in frustration, Taehyung kissed you to soothe you. 

“Shall we continue?” He asked as you sniffed. It was adorable how easily you could cry out of hornyness. 

“Do you want to help me, baby?” Taehyung playfully brushed your nose with his so that you could look him in the eyes, maybe his face was as exciting as his dick.

“Yeah,” You said, releasing your bottom lip from the tortuous grip of your teeth. “How do you want me?” Maybe, you should pull your garments up and show him how wet you were. Then, beg him to fuck you. 

“Put your hands here,” Taehyung brought your hands to your crotch. “Fist them,” He guided you with his shaky hands, cheeks are crimson red.

Taehyung fisted your hands right over your crotch, “Don’t move them, okay?” He pulled the collar of the chemise down to release your tits. When your right tit fell free, his lips couldn’t help but get a small taste.

“Look at you,” he said while you patiently waited for him. “You are such a good girl for me.” He kissed your forehead. You licked your lips, “Anything for you. Anything to get you-” Your words cut by Taehyung’s long groan. He kissed your lips and bit down your bottom lip before you could respond.

It drove him mad at how innocent you were and yet you got so dirty for him. You were his perfect girl. “Baby…” He connected his lips to your jaw, “I will put my dick in your fist, fuck it just like I would do to that wet cunt, okay?” You nodded.

 “Will it satiate my little, horny whore?” You cried out, “Yeah. But only for a little.” You shrugged. 

Taehyung giggled, “Thought so, you fucking whore.” He rubbed the tip of his cock against the side of your hand. “Mghmmm, Y/N.” He called your name, even this little contact turned him mad. He was almost ashamed of how easy you’d got him. 

“Babyyy,” He groaned again as he eased into your loose fist. “My sweet, little temptress…” His nose nudged yours with the slight movement of his hips to your fists. His lips pressed yours as you slowly squeezed him. The pressure got him weak, his mouth fell open on yours as his warm breath covered your face.

“Taehyung.” You aimed for his plushy lips, but your kisses fell on his chin. Your entire body was itching to touch his body, grab his shoulders, run your hand on his back, pull his hair; but your small hands were giving him the best fuck of his entire life. 

“Ghhhgh,” Taehyung growled instead of answering you. His lips slowly picked up a pace while looking into your eyes. Your eyes were silently encouraging him to corrupt you. His dick inside your fist was too large, he was straining them to fall open with every thrust but you secured a good on him. And it was hot, burning, scorching.  

It was your time to talk him dirty, well at least in your best way. “You will fuck me like this?” Such a failure. You asked in a small voice, hands getting incredibly wet and sticky because of Taehyung. You wanted him to feel pleasure, he deserved that after how well he had been treating you. Taehyung tried not to build a fast rhythm. He had to hold back and last longer. He shouldn’t return a minute man.

Taehyung seemed to be affected by your words as his hips snapped hard enough to shake the entire bed. His mouth closed on your neck, this time teeth getting involved. “I’ll f-fuc-kk y-u till y-ou c-can’t-tt ev-enn-” His ragged breath didn’t let him finish. He breathlessly continued pistoning into your fists. Even he doubted if he could ever do that. If you talked once again, he was sure to cum right away.  

“You are so hard, Taehyung…” You squeezed him to emphasise how rock-hard he was. Taehyung dug his teeth into your pulse. “And- Ah, baby…” You moaned at his wet tongue soothing the pain with a lick, and you continued with a breathy tone. “It is so long, baby.” You said it like it’s a secret. 

Taehyung’s member went past your two fists with ease and his mushroom tip hung out when he was all the way in. He was that long. “How are you going to fit him into me?” You asked with a buck up from your hips. Taehyung warningly groaned, and his one hand pushed your hips down. 

“I will finger you all night to get you loose for me.” He replied. 

“But it goes so far up…” You took a deep breath to enlarge your stomach so that his tip could brush against you. Taehyung cried a hush, but it didn’t make you shut up. You continued more desperately, “I want it in my mouth too, baby. Will you teach me that too?” You gulped. Maybe he would let you do it now?

Taehyung picked his face from your neck, his eyes were teary and desperate while maintaining that intimidating look. He let out a low whine, “I am going to release, baby.” His voice was hoarse, just like the way you love it. He wished he had a little mental space to rub your clit, trying to take you to orgasm with him, but his mind was completely occupied by you. By your touch, by your smell… 

You squeezed him more, slightly moving your hands along his shaft to match his thrusts. “Oh, Y/N.” He said while his back shook. 

There it was.  His orgasm, completely and most definitely owned by you. Taehyung kept eye contact with you as he released his warm seed into his hand. He burnt your face in his head. You were the reason for, not only his orgasm but his life. 

“Taehyung…” You murmured sweetly as his hips didn’t show any signs of slowing down. He kept fucking into your soiled fists while his mind ran wild. He thought every unspeakable thing while his mouth breathlessly confessed his love for the hundredth time. “I love you so much.” He smooched your lips once before he whined. Overstimulation was kicking in now, but he didn’t want to leave his nest. He was breathing fastly, his heart beating rapidly against your chest. His ears were ringing with the intensity of his orgasm.

You shakily unwrapped your fingers. Taehyung hissed loudly, he was just about to scold you for not being patient but you brought your dripping fingers to your mouth. 

Taehyung watched you in shock as you sucked on your pointer finger. His cum filled your mouth stickly. You pressed him against the top of your mouth to taste him properly. Bitter and addicting. 

Your dirty gesture almost angered Taehyung. How dare you? How dare you could be this dirty while looking like the most innocent angel?

“Dirty angel.” He tsked when you pushed your finger knuckle deep. A shrug followed his words. You licked your fingers eagerly. Right then, a bright idea striked your mind. 

Taehyung followed your eyes falling down to his cock. He was still standing tall and hard. Why was he still aroused after he orgasmed? 

Before you could ask him, Taehyung picked up his discarded shirt from the bed and wrapped it around his waist. 

“Don’t even think about it you, naughty angel.” He said scolding you playfully. You laid there, pouting, wishing to have your power on him back. Taehyung went to the bathroom to get a washcloth to clean your hands. You huffed as walked on the wood and found his way to the bathroom. While you waited for him, your mind wondered why he was still aroused. You made him cum just now. Shouldn’t he be less full? You wondered as the mess on your hands and chemise was long forgotten. 

Taehyung came back a minute later. He was wearing a clean boxer with a prominent bulge. He silently sat down next to your legs and guided you once again. A gorgeous smile was ghosting his lips as he cleaned your hands. Taehyung bit his lips when your clean hands went to pull up the straps of your chemise.  He had to say goodbye to your nipples. You were getting ready to get up. Taehyung pouted, now he didn’t want to leave the bed. 

You raised onto your elbows, spreading your legs a little. “Can you clean down there, too? I am soaking wet.” you asked with little to no sexual request apparent in your tone. No one other than you knew how uncomfortable it is to sit while a puddle in your pants. 

Taehyung’s mouth went dry with the request. Suddenly, he could smell that wet cunt. He nodded, “I need a clean towel, baby.” He threw the dirty one to the ground as he got up again.  

You watched his back and plump ass as he walked back. His muscles were almost more apparent now. You squeezed your thighs involuntarily, the puddle down there was enough to swim in it. The slight buzzing on your clit ceased when Taehyung left the room. 

You comfortably spread your legs fully open. The warm air hit your creamy cunt. The fire had become very powerful and the room was very warm. You heard Taehyung open cabinets in the bathroom. He was humming a low melody. You barely heard it from the fire cracking. Suddenly, the bed became very comfortable. You felt your body melt into the large bed. There was still time until dinner, maybe you could have a sneaky nap to process your orgasmic mind.

Right as you closed your eyes to sailing to the dreamland, Taehyun reentered the room with two towels in his head. The smile was still on his face, lighting up all his handsome features like a magical glow. His cheeks were full, lips still red from the biting.

“Good girl…” Taehyung smiled even larger as he saw your satisfied face. He climbed to the bed and placed a kiss on your forehead.

“Do you feel good, baby?” His low voice vibrated your body. You nodded, “I feel so relaxed…” You rubbed your face into your shoulder as Taehyung caressed your waist. “Are you sleepy, my love?” He asked even though your eyes told him everything he needed to know.  He took his favourite place between your legs–with an innocent will– and rubbed your knees and calves as you sighed contently. 

“Can I?” he asked while his fingers wrapped around the skirt of your chemise. Your eyes were closed. Taehyung's hands started working gently as he got permission from you. He pulled the skirt of your chemise up to reveal your creamy cunt. 

He held his breath to get rid of the piece of fabric, and there she was, looking creamy and relaxed. You fought the urge to close your thighs perfectly this time and allowed Taehyung to have his unsupervised look at your core as your eyes kept closed. 

Taehyung gulped largely, his mouth never felt this dry. He almost felt his stomach grumble in hunger. His concentration and self-control skills were about to give up on him. 

He looked up at your face, you almost looked like you were sleeping, then down to your pretty pussy. “Fuck,” A quiet swear left through his teeth. Your juices were rubbed to your thighs messily, creating clear strings. Some of it came up to your pelvic bone. 

He hummed as his hands shakily held the towel. He would rather have you in his mouth. Ah, he would love to have a taste. 

“Taehyung…” You called his name in a tone similar to a moan. Taehyung’s hands immediately stopped when he heard your voice. “Yes, my love?” He asked sweetly. As he was about to remind you that this could all stop, you spoke in a whiny voice. “Why are you still up?” Oh, dear… Taehyung choked on his breath as your eyes were opened slightly to look at his bulge. 

Taehyung was hard and he had been hard even though he came to your hands like a pubescent boy. As he thought of an explanation, your hips bucked up impatiently. “Well,” He said while swiping the damped, warm towel between your thighs. A gurgled groan left your relaxed face. “You better get used to that…” He was going to have fun with your confusion only for a little while.

Taehyung watched you breathlessly, hoping you would ask him to do that again. “What- What do you mean?” You seemed to cope with this easily much to Taehyung’s expectations. Taehyung slowly laughed to tease you. “Taehyung!” You groaned annoyingly, your attempts at confrontation were followed by a yawn. “If you aren’t going to tell me, how can I know?” You innocently continued to complain. 

“How did you learn about your previous endevaours, Miss fiance, mmhm?” He asked, pointing at your hands. 

You scoffed with red cheeks, “Oh my God, Taehyung!” Your hands come to his hand on your thigh that was kept you spread. “It is very normal for me to wonder about these things! I am a young woman in her early 20s.” Ah, your shyness combined with stubbornness was Taehyung’s fuel to tease you harder, but he needed your cunt on his face so he didn’t continue.

Yeah, you fucking are, Taehyung thought. A beautifully sexy woman that made his cock twitch with her words. Taehyung took a deep breath, you were his woman, his, his, his… He had the time in the world to explore you sexually.

“It means he still wants you so badly.” Taehyung said while a wet circle was formed on his new underwear. “He is ready to go again.” He looked down at his cock desperately. 

“Tell him that I want him so badly too.” Taehyung’s hips involuntarily bucked up to your cunt. His eyes largened at his move. He definitely didn’t mean to do that at all, but his cock wanted to. Thanks to God, your eyes were still closed, a light sleep ghosting your face. Taehyung took another deep breath, he clenched his whole body. Back to front, he thought. That was how he suppose to wipe you.

With all the courage in the world, he wiped the mess between your lips. The wet towel felt refreshing against your burning core. It was not harsh against your skin as you expected, but it might be just because of Taehyung’s gentle hands. 

So much juice rubbed onto the towel that Taehyung wanted to smear his face with it. “Oh, baby.” The breathy moan belonged to no other than your desperate lover Kim Taehyung. Nevertheless, he continued to clean your wet mess quickly but gently. 

“Will you cuddle me, Taehyung?” You asked him as he let your skirt down and got ready to wash the towels. Your voice was sweet and needy as always. But this neediness wasn’t coated with sexual desires. It was simply a gentle, lovely request. 

A smile took over his face, yet his jaw stayed still. He was still clenching all muscle on his body to not buck up to you again. Taehyung’s muscles slightly relaxed as you opened your arms to the sides to persuade him to a long cuddling session. 

“Yes, my love.” He threw towels to the ground. “Let’s get under the cover, baby.” He suggested as you picked up yourself and get under the first thin layer of the bedding. 

As soon as Taehyung lay, you placed your head on his shoulder and threw your one leg over his waist. “Mhmm, love…” He groaned through his nose at your sweet arousing smell. “You smell like sex.” He pecked your forehead while caressing your arm.

You giggled, “You smell so nice…” You reciprocated his groan with a whine as you rubbed your face into his neck. You could stay here for hours… “This is so nice, Taetae.” You mumbled.

Taehyung squeezed your body to his side while nodding, suddenly he was quite sleepy too. “Let’s nap for a while, okay?” He asked as you intertwined your fingers with his and held his large hand. 

“Mmkay…” You followed with a small peck on his chin and fell into sweet slumber. The time it took you to fall asleep was hilariously short. Unfortunately, Taehyung couldn’t follow you thanks to the raging cock in his pants. 

And this was his lesson to never deny your sexual request ever again.  

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Why don’t you continue the story by reading Tae-time? 

Spoiled (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader        

summary: Taehyung loves providing you.

rating: 18+, smut, mature, do not interact if you are underage

genre/warnings: Taehyung speaks filthy but he is whiny at first.

word count: 2112

A/N1: this to everyone who are thinking to print their own money as the tuition fees are ridicilously high.

A/N2: I CANNOT believe how many people enjoyed my last fic :(( Thank you everyone. Please check out my latest work: Puppy Daddy and my all Taehyung-smut masterlist.

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Taehyung sighed deeply as his hips rutted against you desperately. “Baby… baby…” He whined and whined. 

You tried to carefully hold your champagne glass filled with sparkling water. “Taehyung! I am gonna spill this all over you.” You tried to stop his needy hips but oh boy he was turned on.

“Baby… Give me a kiss.” He was sitting on top of you, clearly not minding his tall frame, facing you with his dreamy eyes and shaky hands. Even though his weight made you stay underneath him, you enjoyed how much he was turned on. 

You gladly gave him the kiss he asked for. He gently kissed around your lips before delving into your mouth and taking it more steamy. Meanwhile, he kept a firm hold on your face and kept moaning into the kiss. 

“Please… Please, baby…” He whispered in almost a cry. You looked up at him chuckling, “Since when you are a whiny boy for sex?” His manner was a little different than normal. Usually, he would be less whiny and more leading. 

“Let me pay for it…” He whispered when you thought he was breathless. His breath on your ear was very stimulating to your core. You looked up at him in confusion. Was he in role-playing mode? You were definitely not ready to get your dom act together. 

“Baby boy…” You murmured. 

Taehyung painfully laughed. “No.. Not like that…” Your confusion grew larger.

“Let me pay for your degree.” He offered and went back to kissing you. Now, you were properly confused. Why was he offering this? As if he could actually read your mind, Taehyung explained while his hips got quicker against your hips. He was literally a horny teenage boy. 

“You are so fucking hot and so fucking smart. Baby… Please let me pay for your school. Ughh… Please… My baby…” His hands grabbed your glass and put it aside.

“Taehyung, are you okay,  baby?” You asked, laughing at his needy moves. He joined you in a pathetic smile, “No… Yes? I am so fucking horny….”

You laughed even harder, “Because that I got into graduate school?” 

His eyebrows creased in an adorable pout. “Don’t make fun of me. I am so fucking hard because of you. My lovely fiancée got into one of the best schools in the world…” 

Taehyung kissed up from your chest to your ear and gave you one of the best cheesy lines you ever heard. “And now I want to get into you, baby.” 

It was fair that you let out a cringy laugh, Taehyung took that with pride. “I want to be your sugar daddy, come on. I will pay for it, babygirl... Mine…” He cutely growled at the end. 

“Mmmh, sure…” You pretended to be his spoiled girl and he fucking loved it. “Yes, be my naughty girl. My spoiled babygirl… And I will discipline you, okay?” He could if he had stopped shaking like a leaf from how much turned on he was. 

“You smell so good, baby. My love, you are the most amazing woman I ever met. Fuck and you are so soft…” He sighed while caressing your thighs. 

“Taehyung, please get off my lap, my legs hurt!” You complained as his frame on you started to hurt. 

He didn’t oppose and quickly sat next to you. “Come on, lay on my lap…” He tugged your arm hurriedly. You kept giggling, “Do you want to spank me?”

As he pulled you onto his lap, “Later, later… Just me and you. My good babygirl.” He rubbed his face into your neck, almost like a cat. “Oh, baby…” He sighed. “You are so brilliant… I am so proud of you.” 

“Thank you, Taetae. I am glad my acceptance letter got you this hard.” As you rolled your hips over his thighs, you felt how ready he was. Taehyung nodded as he kissed your chest over your shirt. 

“My smart babygirl… You are my sweetest.” His hands easily grabbed your tits over your shirt. His large warm palms made you shiver.

He undressed you smoothly as he kept sweet talking to you. He was gentle and calm but still desperate. 

When you were completely naked on his lap, his desperation really kicked in. You couldn’t help but comment on his low grunts and groans. You caressed his chest, “Sir is horny because of me?” Your fake innocent voice made Taehyung’s eyes roll back. It was funny how easily you could feed him into his kink. 

“Fuck, baby…” Taehyung threw his head back on the couch as your hips worked over his crotch, smearing your stringy juices to his pyjamas. “Yeah… Sir is ready for his babygirl. I want to spoil my babygirl.” His hand landed on your ass, “Of-fuck!” You breathed into his mouth.

“Spoil my babygirl… Buy her clothes, jewellery…” He listed as you sloppily kissed around his mouth. “Take care of my love…” He let you kiss down his neck while he continued, “I will pay for your tuition. I will pay for everything because you are mine. My babygirl, my girlfriend, the love of my life… Y/N,” He slurred.

“Now, take my cock out, baby. Come on, ride me like a good girl.” He patted your ass and looked at you with gentle eyes. He was always weighing your reactions.

You gulped when you fished his dick out from his baggy bottoms. “There you go, he is yours to play with…” Taehyung whispered into your ear as you looked down while biting your lips. 

“Sir gave you a large toy, huh?” Taeahyung’s chest vibrated with a low chuckle as you gave him little tugs. 

“There you go, start slowly…” Taehyung melted into the couch as your hands did wonders on him. He could genuinely cum just from this slow, impeded pace. 

“Tae…” You weren’t in the mood to jerk him off. You needed that cock in you right away. As if Taehyung could read your mind, he nodded when you dropped your wet cunt over his shaft. 

Taehyung hissed loudly, you jolted away. “You- you’re just so wet.” Taehyung kept a firm hand on your hips and brought you back to him. 

“Because you made me so wet.” You pouted while bouncing yourself over his long shaft. As he was sitting down, it wasn’t easy to feel him rub against you. If he was laying down, you could feel that long dick rub onto your clit his best glory. Taehyung saw your attention to get the best stimulation.

“Why don’t you sit on it, baby? Take me in and swirl your hips around it, mhmm? You like that, don’t you?” He offered. 

“Let’s do it slowly. You aren’t stretched very well. Go slow… Baby-” You weren’t seemed to care about his calm guidance. So Taehyung stopped you firmly, one hand on your hips and the other one on your face. “You are going to listen, Sir, okay? Do what he tells you…” 

Taehyung placed a wet kiss on your puckered lips when you nodded. 

“Now, take it slowly.” His arms returned to the back of the couch, spreading his arms cockily as you desperately tried to take his cock in. 

“Yes, just like that babygirl. Take the tip in only. Tease yourself nice and good. Hah, look at yourself dripping onto my thighs… You are a messy girl, aren’t you? No, don’t apologize. You better drip on me, paint me in your juices.” 

You spurred, hiding your face into his neck. “You are already huge and you keep making it difficult with all that dirty talk…” You groaned. 

“You are a sucker for my dirty talk, baby.” Taehyung rolled his hips slightly up, just enough to dirty your skin with his precum. 

“Fuck, yes I am.” You confessed breathlessly and continued where you left off. 

“There you go, yes, that’s amazing, babygirl. You are doing so well.” This time you were more comfortable with taking him in. 

“I can already feel that warm cunt… Good girl. You are listening very well. Now, try going deeper, baby. Can you do that for me? Just a bit deeper… There you go, yeah fucking whine for me.” 

You stopped holding his dick and dug your fingers into his shoulders. It helped you have a better balance and get closer to your smoking-hot boyfriend. 

“Bounce for me, baby. Come on you know you can take all of this cock. It is yours…” He uttered his words to your ear with his warm breath on your shoulders. He knew how to get you excited only with his words. You gave him back by following his words. You sat above his dick, placed your hands on his shoulder and started to bounce with half of his dick in you. The pleasure kicked in seconds later. “Taehyung! Baby…” Your back arched on his lap, tits rubbing to his chin as he spread his thighs. 

“Look at yourself… Fuck, baby, you are so hot. Keep going, keep riding.” He helped you bounce on him with his generous hands on your ass. “Go at your own pace. Don’t force-” Taehyung groaned halfway through his sentence when you decided to take him deeper and deeper with every bounce. 

“Y/N…” He sighed when he was covered by your walls. “You are such a nice girl for me. Nice, spoiled girl.” He kissed your shoulders.

“Tae…” You let a warning moan for him. 

“Yes, baby?” He rubbed your ass. 

“Can I cum?” You asked with a bounce. He was hitting where you needed him, and it showed on your face. How could he say no to you when the pleasure already painted your face? “Please, I have been a good girl for you…” You tried to persuade him by swirling your hips around him. 

“Yes, baby. Use my dick to get yourself there, okay? Don’t even hesitate…” Taehyung gave himself to you and get ready to support you. 

After that, only your screams and slurs filled Taehyung’s ears. You bounced around him at the angle you wanted as he sat under you, clenching his stomach, trying not to cum before you. 

Seconds later, you started whining.

“Oh, do you like my dick that much? Are you gonna cry on my cock like a slut? I thought I trained my babygirl better than this?” Taehyung’s fake pity made you even whinier. 

“But, it goes so deep, Sir…” You whined because your sensitive walls needed a release.

“I know, baby. You only take it the way you feel comfortable…” Taehyung brought his hands to your tummy and caressed it lovingly, but you shook your head to the sides violently. 

“No! No, I want it all the way in. Taehyung, please, let me have it.” You begged him even though you were in the power to take whatever you wanted.

“Oh, baby… You can just take it as much as you can.” Taehyung tried to remind you as you continued begging him sweetly.

“Or you just want to be spoiled, huh? Is that you want? Is that why you cry like little whore? You just want me to give it to you.” Taehyung sighed lovingly as he thrust up to your figure on him. “I will give you all the cock you need, baby. Keep yourself nice and steady, and Sir will give you everything you want. There we go… Take it nice for me. Come on scream for me Y/N…” His hands returned to their previous places, but this time he had his hand wrapped around your throat. 

“Aahh, I feel that cunt squeezing me dry… Such a nice, tight, warm pussy you have for me, baby. I want it to cum for me. Can you do that, baby? Can you cum on my dick nicely like a spoiled girl you are? Let it go for me. There you go, cum for me.” 

Your back arched back as your high approached you. He was thrusting up to get you there, “Cum for me, you little horny slut.” As you got closer, Taehyung squeezed your neck slightly.

“My babygirl, taking my dick that she can’t handle. But look at you going crazy for my dick. You gonna cum on it, baby? Cum for me, give it to me. Give me fucking show, come on.” 

It sting when you dug your nails into Taehyung’s shoulder and came in a violent shudder. You shook on his lap while his dick stood planted inside you. Your quick breaths and tight cunt easily made him ooze his load into you. 

“You did amazing, Y/N… Shh, stay here.” He caressed your shaking back as he hugged you into his chest. You indulged in his scent for hours after.

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Best Dad-dy (smut) Kim Taehyung x reader

Could Taehyung be any happier? He had a well-paying and satisfying job, an excellent wife, and an adorable little son. Things were difficult, but with your help, he solved every problem on his way. All of the challenges paid off and he ended up with his dream life. 

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader  

summary: Taehyung proves that he is the best dad. 

rating: 18+, flufffy fluff, smuttty smut, mature, do not interact if you are underage

genre/warnings: DILF TAEHYUNG, Taehyung being a great dad, unprotected sex, a minor breeding kink, name calling, as always Taehyung speaks dirty. 

word count: 10.5K

A/N1:  First of all, IT IS A SHAME THAT THERE IS NOT ENOUGH DAD!TAEHYUNG FIC. WE MUST BE ASHAMED OF OURSELF.

A/N2: Please don’t mind spelling and grammar errors.

A/N3:  If you like to check my other work, here is my masterlist filled with Taehyung smut. 

If you like this, you will LOVE Norway, and you will like i’m mad and Spoiled. 

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Your little boy ran towards his daddy’s car. It was impressive how he could recognise it in the middle of a semi-closed garage. “Appa,” the little boy called. 

“Is Appa there?” You followed him to the back of the car while your son shook his head on the verge of crying.

Your beautiful son Daehyung had a fever and spent the weekend mostly in bed with his father. You weren’t calm as you thought you would be and quickly called Taehyung’s mum to visit you. She was ever-lovely and soothed you in your worries. It was very normal for your little baby to get sick as he started to walk and play at the park. Despite all that, you were eager to check his temperature every hour and watch him all night. 

Taehyung wasn’t much different. He tried to look calm for you, but he was quite worried. Daehyun, being the dad’s best boy, only stopped crying in Taehyung’s arms; so two of your precious boys spent all weekend cuddling.

It was Monday now. Taehyung was at work, so this morning had started with a crying disaster as your son wanted his father. He had spent all morning running in the house with Yeontan on his side to look for his father. Poor Yeontan just stuck to the baby’s side, but quickly gave up and fell asleep in his corner.

After having breakfast, you tidied around the room briefly, took out two pieces of chicken to thaw and did a load of laundry. Meanwhile, Daehyun seemed occupied with the rainbow block set that Taehyung’s brother got for him. However, the quiet time didn’t last long and Daehyun started to throw a tantrum around noon. 

So you decided to take your human and dog babies for a walk. Daehyun dozed off as soon as you stepped outside, leaving you in shock. 

After 10 minute walk, you arrived at your in-laws’ house for lunch. They were excited to see you and their grandchildren. Daehyun ran up and down the corridor with his uncle and played train with his grandfather. Taehyung's family’s love seemed to entertain Daehyun as he went in circles and was adored by them. During lunch, he chased Yeontan to feed him and the poor dog climbed on the TV unit because of the crazy attention. While Daehyun ran his terror amongst the Kim family, you chat with your mother-in-law about the cleaning person that she found for help. 

You had pretty tough labour that lasted for almost two days. Taehyung was with you in every second of it. From the first entrance to the hospital to getting your epidural, counting your contractions, and having your baby boy in your arms. He felt guilty for your pain. He was there for you as a strong husband— even though he started weeping as soon as he saw Daehyun. 

Postpartum wasn’t easy either. During birth, your doctor had to push the baby herself to help you out. So she had pressed down to your left ribs, just under your lungs with all of her strength. It was a very needed move for the birth, but you still suffer the crude pain for months. Additionally, the stitches were absolutely painful. On top of everything, you were bound to an infant with all of his life depended on you. The only thing you did during that time was to eat and feed. Without your husband and his family’s help, you could never last long. 

The overall recovery lasted around 3 months challenging you both mentally and physically. The only thing Taehyung could think about was you and his baby. Even though Taehyung had to go back to work after a week, he constantly called you or just face-timed you as he worked. 

Also, his parents were always loving and supportive. Taehyung’s mother had become your holy source for motherhood knowledge. She came to your house as Taehyung was leaving for work and helped you with everything for the first three months. She did the laundry, cleaning, cooking, everything.

Taehyung’s father was active in every event as well, and he showed his affection directly— which was something you weren’t familiar with. He had taken care of many things related to the baby’s citizenship and health insurance. They were doting parents but worshipping grandparents.

However, the most perfect grandparents couldn’t keep Daehyun busy for long. The little boy was quick to remember the absence of his father. No game, no toy or no snack could replace his father. So after his noon nap, he was back to being moody.

After dropping Yeontan at your in-laws’ house —God knows that dog deserves the fattest steak on earth after bearing a crying baby for two days— you brought your baby to Taehyung’s office. The distance was a bit long, you walked 30 minutes with Daehyun in his carrier that is strapped to your chest. On the walk to his dad’s office in downtown, Daehyun looked around tentatively and pointed various things at you. Many passers-by were taken by his cuteness and playfulness.

“Let’s go to the Appa’s office!” you exclaimed. Your little son raised his arms so you could pick him up. It was 16:50 so Taehyung’s shift was going to end on a high note. You entered the main building from the garage and took the elevator to the main area. 

You introduced yourself to the young man in the reception area “Hello, I am here for Kim Taehyung. Can you let him know?” you asked politely. The receptionist nodded his head tiredly. Who knows how many people asked him the same question?

You didn’t want to stand in front of the desk as it was pretty intimidating. Also, Daehyun was trying to get himself off of his carrier.

 “You saw the fish tank, didn’t you?” Daehyun’s eyes were fixed on the bubbling fish tank that was on the wall. As soon as you let him down, his little legs ran towards the wall. His eyes got enlarged and carefully examined the colourful fishes. He tried to knock on the glass but his small hands were too weak. 

“Mr Kim awaits you in his room. 7th floor, the second room on the left. His assistant will help you.” The receptionist talked slowly and clicked on the lift for you. 

“Daehyun, let’s see Appa,” you picked your baby up again and entered the elevator. During the ride, Daehyun made funny faces and licked all the microbes on his hands.

When the lift’s door opened, you entered a fairly quiet area. Doors of two rooms out of four were opened, one of which belonged to your husband. The assistant’s desk was empty, however, there were boxes everywhere.

You timidly made your way to your husband’s open door. You saw his back standing while another man was on a stool. “Knock, knock,” you said.

Taehyung immediately turned with a big smile on his face. Daehyun just noticed his father and started squealing on your arms. “My love,” Taehyung kissed your forehead immediately whilst holding your nape. “Welcome baby,” he whispered to you. 

Daehyun squealed louder and kicked his father for attention. “Oh, my son is here to see Appa.” Taehyung picked up the crazy toddler as Daehyun kept squealing. “Hooray!” Taehyung tossed Daehyun up. 

“He will throw up, don’t do that.” You tried to intervene but both of your boys’ laughs brought a warm smile to your face. “No, my son won’t throw up on me, right baby?” 

Taehyung and his shoulders experienced endless vomiting, but you still didn’t want to get it on his work shirts, especially the ones that made him look extra hot. Taehyung tossed Daehyun up once more and watched his baby laugh warmly. Daehyun held his father’s chin with his drool-covered hands as he kept giggling at the feeling.

Right then, you realised the room was much more crowded than you expected. You hazily remembered some of them from last year’s company party. “Y/N, darling, meet my coworkers.” Taehyung gestured to three men in their early thirties. You briefly shook hands with them. Your handsome husband was promoted to be a mid-level principal architect a month ago, so these people were very much strangers to you.

Despite your smile, Taehyung sensed how tired you were. “I have some unboxing left. I want to finish them before we leave if that’s OK for you, darling.” Taehyung held your hand with one hand and Daehyun with the other. His lips curled up timidly, weighing your reaction. You couldn’t help but smile at the big bear in front of you. “Of course darling.” You approved as he brought your hand to his mouth and placed small kisses on it. 

“Here, you sit on my chair wifey, and I will take care of it quickly.” He made you sit on the large leather chair whilst holding Daehyun, his biceps bulging attractively. He was already freaking hot and being considerate was making him annoyingly sexy. “Welcome to your office again, Taehyung. We should leave now, see you tomorrow.” All of his co-workers got his cue from the eldest-looking one and left the room.

As they were leaving, two young girls and one boy rushed into the room with glasses in their hands. “We brought tea-” One of them babbled while holding the tray. The eldest co-worker led them out too. 

“Why are you serving tea at the end of the shift?!” A yell came from the corridor.  “Ladies and gents, we should clean this mess now. We will have other stuff coming up tomorrow!”

Just like that everyone left Taehyung’s room. “Baby?” Taehyung inquired. “Are you tired, my love?” he asked with a concerned face as he saw you close your eyes with a relaxed sigh. You nodded, “Daehyun is a big naysayer without you at home.” As you spoke, your son hid his face in his father’s neck. 

“Really?” Taehyung’s lips curled up, he was amused. “Yes, we looked for you around the house all morning.” You remembered Daehyun running between rooms with only a diaper on. 

“Daehyun, don’t make Mommy tired!” Taehyung said to his son ever lovingly. He was the best father ever. “No!!” Daehyun repeated and shot a smile at you. Even with a few teeth, you were gladly sure that he had his father’s boxy smile. 

Then, Taehyung put the toddler down and kept unboxing it. “Your new office looks nice,” You commented. He was promoted recently, but his office was under renovation. “They really don’t want you to quit,” 

This job was the second job he landed after university. It was a large architecture company that designed malls, residences and even city halls. The company was fairly new at that time so it needed core, hardworking employees. However, as with any corporate job, it was very stressful. During your first months of pregnancy, many of Taehyung’s school friends quit their jobs here due to fierce competition. 

You encouraged Taehyung to do the same, you were a hundred per cent sure that he could find another job, or else you guys could move back to France where your father would gladly refer him to many of his business friends.

But Taehyung couldn’t bring himself to be unemployed as there was a baby on the road. After six months of mental warfare, the company was sold to a much more modern person, and the new Board of Directors valued the employees. As a result, your hardworking husband quickly climbed the succession ladders. 

Taehyung didn’t see himself as a white-collar until retirement. At one point he was going to start his own business. However, he needed more experience and financial power to do so. 

“Apparently, I will work for 4 days a week during the winter season. At least I will not come to the office.” Taehyung announced. You smiled at your hard-working husband and your eyes teared. 

“You are amazing, Taehyung.” You quavered. All the emotions boiled up inside you. Taehyung’s shoulder shot up and quickly kneeled in front of you. “Only because I have a perfect wife.” He held your hands on your lap and looked into your eyes dearly. 

His brown bangs were beautifully covering his forehead, his defined eyebrows were relaxed. His chocolate eyes were gleaming right at you, his lips were pressed together, and his mole was waving you hello from his nose. “My love,” Taehyung held your shoulders and gave you a small kiss on the cheek. All of your tiredness was eradicated with his gentle touch. 

“You know what?” Taehyung checked your son. “You should visit me alone next time.”  His naughty tone already indicated his intentions, his arms wrapped around your thighs from where he was kneeling. 

“We have to have sex on my desk at least.” You laughed at your ever-horny husband as he kissed your knees. “Or, I should eat you out under the table. Mhmm, babygirl, my sexy baby mama…” You blushed but you were surely down for it. “Office sex?” You asked him as his eyes ran all over your body as if you were wearing the sexiest lingerie, not jeans with a basic shirt. “Mhmm, of course, I want my wife all the time.” He kissed your knuckles a bit seductively as Daehyun started to play with magazines babbling to himself. You snickered at the little baby, cock-blocking his father.

“Daehyun, come on. Help Appa put these up.” Taehyung loved spending time with his baby more than ever. As a child, he always admired his father, and now he only had one goal: to be an admirable father. 

The little baby always fascinated his father with his intelligence. Last winter, Daehyun once pointed at the snow and said “Brr”. According to Taehyung, it was a sign of high intellect and that he will become an engineer in future. 

Plus, Daehyun was energetic and goofy like his father. The little boy always did his best to make others laugh. Just today, he sat on the TV remote and told his grandfather that the remote went on a trip — what you always say when his noisy toys go missing. 

Taehyung placed the box with various stationery in front of your baby. As the little boy played with clear tape, your sexy husband dealt with the rest. “Do you want me to help?” you asked as Taetae reached for the top shelf.

“No need, my baby mama.” He talked cutely on top of a stool. As he reached up, his bubble butt looked bigger.

“Your butt looks so sexy, baby.” You blurred out the bare truth. He looked stunning in smart office outfits— much different from the weird print shirts you met him in. Formal trousers hugged perfectly at his butt and accentuated his small waist. “Hmm, be a good girl and I will let you touch it.” He shook his ass to the sides. 

“Appa,” Daehyun pointed to his father and got up as well. Two of you locked on his movements as the little boy shook his butt too. You started laughing at the cuteness. “Does Appa shake his butt?” You asked him and the little boy did it again to amuse you.

Taehyung scowled, “Do you laugh at Appa?”  He slowly approached the little boy and picked him up. Daehyun squealed with happiness. “Are you laughing at Appa?” Taehyung asked and Daehyun kept giggling.

Then, his father tossed him up — yet his hands never left Daehyun’s body. Taehyung stopped soon after. Then, he tickled the little boy and kissed him all over his tummy while holding him above his head.

“Did you know that Mommy shakes her butt better?” Taehyung playfully talked to Daehyun. The little boy, of course, didn’t understand anything at all. “She used to dance on me all night.” You rolled your eyes at him. 

You and Taehyung met when he visited France as an exchange student. One of your friends from the architecture major was assigned to show Taehyung around. Through that friend, you met Taehyung and fell in love within a month. During that semester, you dragged him to all the bars and pubs on Paris streets. Cheap alcohol and immense attraction toward each other meant there was a lot of kissing, grabbing, and grinding. Both of you would get a bit tipsy and make out in dark streets all night.

 You were crazy on the outside but totally shy inside. Despite all of your grinds on him, sometimes you couldn’t bring yourself to talk to Taehyung. 

Taehyung was completely the opposite. If you weren’t so eager, he wouldn’t touch you that aggressively. However, once he got more comfortable, the freak inside of him revealed himself.  

You still remember being warmed by Taehyung’s large arms around you and swaying your hips to the rhythm of the music. He would occasionally groan to your ear—letting you know how much he loved your little moves.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a loud knock on the door. “Mr Kim, do you need some help?” a young woman asked Taehyung, trying to avoid eye contact. “I don’t, thanks.” Taehyung's voice suddenly became ice-cold.

“What about something to drink?” she asked again. Her body was tilted against the door. 

“Do you want to drink something, my love?” Taehyung asked you. You shook your head. “I am fine. Thank you.” 

“My wife and I are good Miss…?” Taehyung didn’t know this lady’s name but saw her around a lot. “Jeon-” The girl uttered.

Taehyung let a second of silence pass. “I would be pleased if you and your intern friends didn’t wander around. You are here for work, not gossiping.” Taehyung set the distance sharply. “Also, your job isn’t coffee service, please act accordingly.” The young girl bowed quickly and left the room. 

“Ouch,” You remarked Taehyung’s bitterness.

“What?” Taehyung shrugged. “All they do is talk all day.” He sounded like your old bosses. “Yeah, because they are still students!” You exclaimed. Expecting interns to act like full professionals was dumb in your opinion. 

“They kept flirting with your husband though.” Taehyung placed a wooden pencil holder on his desk and shrugged with a pout on his lips. “Mhmm, well, I would do too if my supervisor was this hot.” You sneakily hugged his back. Your small frame tried to engulf him as your chest pressed against his broad back. 

Taehyung chuckled at your comment. “Hmm, you are feeding my office fantasy, babygirl.” He turned his face to you and whispered in your ear. “It wouldn’t take much for me to get me on my knees if you were my intern.” Taehyung turned his face to you and wrapped his arm around you. You giggled, "Oh, Mr Kim, that’s very flattering…" 

Taehyung kissed a tiny trail on your neck, “I heard that the finance department could make room for my intelligent wife,” His large hands grasped your ass. 

You brushed his nose with yours, "Yeah? Only if you promise to fuck me every lunch break." As soon as you flirted back, Taehyung's cock shifted in its confines. 

"You know I am a weak whore when it comes to you, wifey." Taehyung confessed dearly, making you laugh again.

"I know, baby, you-"  Right then, a voice belonging to a small person cut the sweet scene.

“Mommy,” Daehyun called for you. Your baby was still very much dependent on you. The little boy was still sitting next to the pile of magazines. “Milk,” he said, reaching for your arms. You smiled at his soft eyes looking at you. 

Daehyun ate solids perfectly, but he still wanted to be breastfed, and you wanted it too. It was a bonding experience you and your baby shared. Probably he was never going to remember those moments, but you had every second engraved in your brain. Also,  breastfeeding was good for his health too. With the approval of your doctor and your mother-in-law, you decided to breastfeed him as long as possible.

“Come, my baby boy.” You picked him up; however, you still had his baby carrier on. When your hands tried to lose the knots, Taehyung’s hands stopped you. “Let me help you, gorgeous,” his hands skillfully replaced yours. He got rid of the carrier and brought the blue diaper bag. It was the end of March but you still carried a blanket with you just in case.  Taehyung took the blanket out and guided you to sit on his leather chair. 

You undid your pants to release your T-shirt whilst holding your baby. Meanwhile, Taehyung closed the blinds and locked the door. You didn’t care about nudity when it came to feeding your child. Your breasts were just tools to feed your baby, not a sexual thing for you. However, Taehyung got uncomfortable when you whipped out your breast outside of the home. He was scared of someone looking at it indecently; even the possibility made his blood boil. 

Breastfeeding also introduced you to front-closure bras. They were a bit awkward at first but very convenient. As your left tit dropped out, Daehyun pushed his legs up with excitement. Taehyung chuckled, “Like father, like son.” 

You rolled your eyes and got comfortable on the chair. Breastfeeding lasted anywhere from 25 to 30 minutes when Daehyun was hungry. He could go longer if the little boy wanted attention.

“Rest your legs up, darling.” Taehyung dragged one of the visitor chairs to rest your legs up. He carefully removed your sneakers and lifted them. During your pregnancy, he massaged them for you.

 He kissed your forehead with a big content sigh. Could Taehyung be any happier? He had a well-paying and satisfying job, an excellent wife, and an adorable little son. Things were difficult, but with your help, he solved every problem on his way. All of the challenges paid off and he ended up with his dream life. 

Taehyung got back to unpacking the last two boxes before leaving: one box from his old office and the other from one box filled with printing paper. He slowly opened the second box and put a stack of paper in the printer. 

The other box was already open. His tea mug was on top with his blue and black pens in it. It also had rubber bands around them. The promotion letter was in the box too with other random papers. Then, there were framed pictures of his family: his most precious treasures. 

The first frame was from the wedding. His large arms were wrapped around your waist and your hands were on his chest — a classic wedding photo. Your angelic smile was radiating even from the picture. It was the reminder of a wonderful life he began with you.

The other frame was from Daehyun’s first trip to France. Last summer, you visited your family’s summer house in southern France. You and Taehyung travelled frequently as a young couple. Both of you usually stayed at shitty motels or camped outside. Sometimes you guys just didn’t sleep at all. 

However, with Daehyun, you had to carefully plan your holidays. This picture was from one of those carefully planned holidays, taken in a marina near a couple of tourist attractions.  You had a red summer dress and Taehyung had a tropical flowered blouse with white shorts— the biggest DILF energy. On the other hand, Daehyun had a long-sleeved shirt and long pants with a bucket head. He had sunscreen all over his face. Taehyung was holding Daehyun on his side and hugging you. It was tiring but the most fun holiday Taehyung ever had. Daehyun was still so young, but he was willing to do everything with his dad. Taehyung built sandcastles with his son on the beach and swam in the gorgeous blue sea. Plus, seeing you in your bikini with Daehyun in your arms was a splendid sight. Taehyung smacked your ass with his wet cold hands when you lay under the umbrella and showed your sexy body to everyone. 

The last picture was of you and him again, kissing each other in front of the Eiffel Tower. It was probably taken two or three months into dating. Taehyung looked at himself in the picture. What he was seeing basically seemed like a child to him. If he saw that 22 years-old-Taehyung, he would say: “Don’t give up on your love no matter what. She is going to give you a reason to live.” Then, he looked at your figure in the picture. You could get mistaken as a teenager even though you were a year younger than him. Your face was rounder in the picture. Your fingers were holding his face as both of you shared a kiss.

Taehyung reminisced about the past while a big lump sat in his throat. He still couldn’t believe that you were his wife the mother of his children, and his life partner.

“Baby,” Taehyung softly called for you. Your tired eyes found him, then the picture he was holding. 

You smiled at him as Daehyun slurped at your nipple. Taehyung chuckled and left everything on his desk to look at his baby boy.

 “Is it yummy?” Taehyung asked, resting his face on your shoulder. Daehyun’s eyes looked over his father’s face whilst innocently drinking milk. As your husband seemed to be enchanted by the little boy, you kissed his cheek. Taehyung immediately gave you his famous boxy smile. “My gorgeous wife,” he sighed to the crook of your neck and peppered a few kisses onto your skin. Then, Daehyun slurped at your nipple again. It was a sign that the little baby was feeling sleepy. 

“Okay, now I am getting jealous,” Taehyung told Daehyun who could barely open his eyes. “Sshh, he is going to sleep in seconds.” Just as you said, Daehyun released your nipple. Sometimes he would wake up from his sleep and continue drinking, so you usually waited a few minutes to make sure he was sleeping. Taehyung chuckled as his son fell asleep his mouth open, his cute double chin was, of course, covered with drool. 

“He sleeps like you,” You commented lovingly and your finger softly pushed Daehyun’s chin to close his mouth. As he felt your touch, the little boy opened his mouth and aimed for your nipple again.

“Wow,” Taehyung said dramatically. “That’s- that’s living life.” he scoffed and his brows furrowed. You looked at him confused, “Sleeping in your arms and suckling your nipples at any place without question must be good, huh.” 

This time you scoffed at his behaviour. “Do you realise he is your son?” You silently opposed. “It’s against bro code anyway!” Taehyung pouted.

After 10 minutes of breastfeeding and a catastrophic burp on Taehyung’s new chair, your son was asleep in your arms. Taehyung also finished decorating the four shelves behind his desk and watched his little man in your arms. “Darling, can you carry him to the car?” you asked while Taehyung wore his suit jacket. Your arms were tired of holding him steadily to your chest. “Of course, love.” Taehyung sounded a bit worried, thinking that he doesn’t do enough for you.

You slowly stood up and handed Daehyun to Taehyung’s large arms. He held his treasure delicately and laid him on his shoulder. Your joints cracked loudly during the process due to not moving. As Taehyung cooed Daehyun’s back, you covered his little body with a blanket; voila, the hottest dilf you have ever seen was created before you. Taehyung raised his eyebrows at your giggling, “What?”

You shrugged, “You look really hot with our baby in your arms. THE biggest dilf energy I felt ever.” you held your crotch dramatically as Taehyung giggled. “Maybe you should fuck me,” he slapped your ass with one hand as you tidied yourself up.

 Then, you took the diaper bag and pushed his chair back in place. After one last check, you opened the door to leave. 

The corridor was more crowded than you expected. Some of the co-workers were still chatting at the secretary’s desk. As you walked towards them, Taehyung’s fingers intertwined with yours. “That’s better,” he mumbled. 

“Ahh, Taehyung! Is that your son?” a high voice filled the corridor. Taehyung instinctively stepped back, checking on his son. Who could scream this loud in the workplace? You furrowed your brows. 

Taehyung shushed the screaming lady. “Uh, I am sorry,” she quickly said, completely ignoring you. Others bowed as both of you came closer. “Mrs Park, look at this cutie!” This time she was quiet with an excited voice. An older woman came over to the desk to see Daehyun. “Oh, little sleepy boy,” she said with a lower voice. “He is adorable, Mr Kim.” she continued. 

“Well, I didn’t have anything to do with that. That’s all thanks to my wife..” Taehyung pulled you close to him proudly and wrapped his hand around your waist. You blushed as everybody looked at you. “Of course,” Mrs Park nodded, you highly doubted if she meant it. 

“We should before he gets cold.” Taehyung exchanged goodbyes and both of you walked towards the lift. 

Thankfully, Daehyun was still soundly asleep in his dad’s arms. Taehyung clicked on the lift’s button and stood tall in front of you. 

“Should we get take-outs?” He asked quietly.

You immediately opposed, “No, I got some chicken out of the freezer. We will have chicken soup, you know the flu season is hard this year, and we have leftovers from yesterday.” Your chicken soup was something Taehyung could never say no to. It was his comfort food. 

“Hmm, my day goes super well. First, your visit; then, chicken soup. Oh, fuck, I love it when you wife me.” Taehyung held and kissed your knuckles slowly. 

As both of you entered the empty lift cabin Taehyung buried his nose into his baby’s cheek, “He smells so sweet. I can’t get enough.” 

Yes, Daehyun’s baby smell was incredible. You laughed at him, “He smells like milk and his gorgeous mother,” Taehyung slowly kissed Daehyun’s cheek and wrapped the blanket tightly. “You still have the baby seat, right?” You remembered Taehyung taking it off as the car went to the repair shop last week. 

“It is in the boot baby, don’t worry.” Both of you got off the lift and walked to the car. Taehyung’s face glowed under the afternoon sun, his bangs covering his gorgeous forehead. His jaw was clenched, focused on carrying Daehyun safely. The grey suit fitted him perfectly and gave off the sexiest young professional feels. The top two shirt buttons were undone, revealing his honey-coloured skin. When you got closer to the car, Taehyung clicked the button. “Do you wanna drive?” You looked at the big scary black jeep and shook your head. “Noppee.” 

You got your driving license when you were 20 years old and have probably driven about three times since then. Taehyung knew that you weren’t a confident driver, so he wanted to encourage you to start driving. With Daehyun growing up, he wanted you to have more freedom. “Come on, baby…” Taehyung tried insisting. 

“Nah, I want to watch my husband drive. Why did I marry you if you weren’t going to be my personal chauffeur?” Taehyung was more than happy to drive you anywhere you want. However, he had serious plans of getting you a car as an anniversary gift, so he was testing the waters to be sure. “Is it because Noire is large?” Taehyung asked.

And yes, he named his car Noire after the bar name he met you in Paris. He gave Daehyun to you slowly and took off the baby seat from the boot. “No, it is not that. It is just- I feel so worried even with the thought of sitting in the driver’s seat.” You complained while he secured the baby seat.

After placing Daehyun carefully, he called you. “Wait, wait.” 

“I want to open the door for my princess- for my queen.” His loving hands held you and opened the door. “Mademoiselle, please.” He politely bowed to you.

You let him help you sit on your seat, “I am a married woman, Monsieur. It should be Madame.” Your sexy role-play went immediately to his dick. Fuck, yes, you were his wife. “My apologies, Madame. Please let me make it up.” Taehyung kept playing his role. Before you can speak, his lips moulded against yours in a warm hug. You hummed into the kiss as he pulled you tighter. His sweet taste and smell filled up every bud on your body, and your brain quickly relaxed in his touch. Taehyung dipped his tongue into your mouth and scraped it against the roof of your mouth. 

"Mmhmm, tastes like my fucking wife." Taehyung licked his lips and moaned at your taste. But you couldn't care less, the only thing your mind was focused on was feeling his lips on yours again. So you pulled him down by his tie and connected your lips. Taehyung got your message and started kissing your lips even messier, caressing your boobs on the way.

You squeezed his shoulders while moaning, “Taetae, we are out.” You hid your face on his shoulders. “So? We did nastier things in public, wifey.” He whispered to your ear as you whimpered. Your body jolted against him as he dived deeper. “Mhmm, I remember.” This time you spread your legs and pull him closer. You remembered how he used to fuck you in his old red Toyota car in between lectures, or on study breaks. It was probably the steamiest sexy you guys ever had.

 “I love you, babygirl.” He kissed the top of your head and went around the car to get into his seat.

The drive back home went quiet. Taehyung occasionally grabbed your hand and kissed your knuckles, his hands sometimes rubbed your thighs too. You watched your husband skillfully drive in the hectic rush hour traffic whilst listening to smooth jazz. As Taehyung parked at your apartment complex’s garage, Daehyun was looking out with his large doe eyes. “Baby, did you wake up?” Taehyung looked at his smiley son from the rear-view mirror. 

Daehyun wiggled his legs to set himself free from the seat belt. “Appa will get you, wait for me.” Your husband called. In return, Daehyun squealed with an excited toss. 

You too got out of the car whilst your two cute babies laughed. Your tiredness didn’t matter when you saw Taehyung and Daehyun having the greatest fun.

While you closed the doors, Taehyung let out a big laugh. “He has the nastiest diaper. What have you done, Daehyun?” Your little boy was laughing at his dad's reaction. “Oh no, we need air support.” Taehyung raised Daehyun up and made helicopter noises. You kept giggling at the sight.

When you entered the house, Taehyung took off his and Daehyun’s clothes and bathed him. It was the only way to get rid of that much poop, he said. Meanwhile, you heated the leftovers and finished making the chicken soup. As the soup simmered on the stove, you checked up on your boys. Of course, they were on your big bed cuddling each other. Taehyung got the heating panel up so the little baby boy could show off his tummy to his father without getting cold. Taehyung was only wearing boxers as well. His body was very distracting…

“Oh, did my two little boys have a bath?” Daehyun smiled from the bed, he was trying to roll onto his tummy.  “Did you bathe with Appa, my baby?” You lay down next to your cute baby while his father picked up the wet towels on the bed. His body was wet, abs waving hello to you. His pectorals were flexing as he noticed your gaze. His black boxers were wet. His leg muscles were to die for, all those walking during his early 20s had apparently paid off.

“My sweet baby smells amazing!” You smelt Daehyun’s arms. The little boy reached for your hair in return and playfully tugged it. “Does Appa smell nice?” Taehyung asked, lying down next to Deahyung. “Hmm, let’s see.” You rubbed your chin as the little boy between you watched tentatively. Taehyung extended his arm for you to smell it. “Yes!” You squealed. “Appa smells amazing!” Deahyung tossed his little legs up at your excitement and turned to his dad. His little arms pushed him up to his knees. Then, he buried his small face into his dad’s elbow. “Appa ama-in-” 

You couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. He imitated the way you widen your eyes as you spoke. Taehyung helped the little boy sit down. “How about Mommy?” He asked your son while winking at him. Taehyung’s large arms slowly crept on you. “I am going to smell Mommy.” He was imitating a villain’s voice.  “Mommy,” your little baby jumped on you before his dad could hug you. The hug surprised you and almost brought you to tears. “My mommy,” Daehyun laid on your chest as Taehyung caught his legs. This time Daehyun shrieked. Just like that, your husband and son started wrestling.  Daehyun giggled continuously. He extended his arms to you as Taehyung held him up with his left hand. Daehyun kept giggling and he drooled down onto his dad’s arm. 

“Oh no, Daehyun is flying again!” you snickered at the situation. Not long after, Taehyung lowered Daehyun to his chest and pulled you close to him. “Mhmm, Mommy smells amazing too!” Taehyung kissed your forehead. “My Mommy!” Again, Daehyun wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled his little body onto you. As their energy levels dropped, you got a good cuddling session with your loves. Thanks to Taehyung’s body heat and the heating panel, Daehyun was comfortably lying on your chest while Taehyung patted his bum. 

Taehyung pulled you closer to him with a deep sigh and wrapped one arm around you. Now, your head was on Taehyung's shoulder, inches away from his face. "This is the best," he mumbled as Daehyun started to move again. Daehyung came up to kiss your forehead, just like he saw his dad did, all while holding himself up with the help of Taehyung’s face. As the little boy held onto his dad's face for support, Taehyung made a snorting sound. 

“You were saying he was Appa’s boy?” Taehyung snickered and watched his little son place a drool-covered lick on your forehead. “He is!” You tried to speak but Daehyun dropped his fat belly onto your face. This time Taehyung let out a big laugh. 

“Daeyhun!! Only Daddy can choke Mommy.” Taehyung playfully scolded. You gasped scandalously as Taehyung continued laughing while holding his stomach. You lifted the chubby baby out of your face. Daehyun giggled with the two of you, very glad to be the reason for your laugh.

“My baby!” You lowered the little baby to your chest this time. Little Daehyun knew this feeling very well and he immediately snuggled you again. His one hand held your neckline with his fragile hands. You grew heart eyes at the sight of this precious scene. Taehyung was the same if not more moved. He looked at how the little part of him, his most precious son, cuddling with you. He could feel how Daehyun felt safe, looking up at you in utmost awe. 

“Like father, like son.” He looked at the big cuddle cloud containing his life treasures: his wife and son.

“Come here, Daddy.” You stretched your arm to Taehyung, which he gladly take. You released a pleasing sound when Taehyung laid his head on your shoulder. “How are you so warm?” 

You answered your own question. “My furnace.” You murmured and rubbed your face to his damp hair. Taehyung smiled just like his son at your devoted love and dirty compliment. He couldn’t hug you as tight as he would like as he didn’t want to crush Daehyun. 

“Are you hungry, my baby?” You asked quietly. Taehyung continued to watch his little son playing with the collar of your shirt.

You asked again, this time with your fingers in Taehyung’s hair. “I am talking to my man-baby.” Taehyung looked up into your eyes same as Daehyun and smiled cutely. “Yes, Mummy.” He said with an annoying voice. 

Your reaction was to die for as your face crumbled into disgust. “Oh fuck off really…” You tried to push his head on your shoulder. Taehyung was the total opposite, he cuddled you more. “My love! Don’t kink shame me.” 

You gave him a giggle as he started to kiss your neck playfully. “I am proudly kink shaming you, Daddy!” You tried to push him off just for jokes. Taehyung faked a groan, “I am still getting hard on the Daddy kink, wifey. Don’t tempt me.” He whispered into your ear as if Daehyun was going to understand. 

“Oh, you are THE temptation, Taehyung. Look at yourself…” You eyed his naked chest. 

“Mhmm, wifey…” He kissed your cheek and rose to his knees next to you. “This is me whoring myself for you… Come on, touch it.” He grabbed your hand on Daehyun and place it on his abs. 

You felt them momentarily but pulled yourself from the temptation quickly. “I hope you are free this night, Mr Kim Taehyung.” You said, pointing to Daehyun. The little boy was unaware of anything.

“Oh, the offer sound amazing, Mrs Kim Y/N. I would love to give you a little tour around the exhibition.” Taehyung ran your hand from his abs to his precious asset. You immediately gasped when your hand felt his dick.

“There is a child!” You laughed at Taehyung’s bold moves and sit up on the bed. 

Daehyun’s clothes were already laid on the side of the bed, directly in front of the heating panel like a cute bear.

Taehyung got up and sit behind you. You giggled, “Get dressed, appa bear.” He gave you shoulder kisses. As your hands move to get Daehyun’s clothes, Taehyung stopped you.  “My love,” He whispered whilst arms wrapped around your waist. “Let me take care of our baby.” He kissed your shoulder as Daehyun started to suck his own thumb. You smiled at the sight and the sensation. “You work so much during the day already…” You mumbled, giving in to Taehyung's sweet kisses.

Taehyung continued kissing you as you dropped your head to his chest. “I am working for our family, my love, so you do too. We are a perfect team together, my wife… Mhmm? My sweet wife…” Taehyung peppered your neck and shoulder with kisses until he lost his breath. “Also, it is never actually tiring to take care of Daehyun and you. I always feel so full here…” Taehyung pressed his hand to your heart. He did his best not to notice your swollen tits but sensation chased him. 

You groaned slightly when his hand almost grabbed your tit. Your boobs become sensitive a long time ago, and his large warm hand awakened more nerves than he soothed. “I will get our baby ready…” 

You nodded. Even though Taehyung thought you would go finish dinner, you lay on the bed, next to Daehyun, enclosed by his dad's long legs so he couldn’t roll off the bed. 

Taehyung smiled fatherly as Daehyun looked at you curiously as you lay next to him. The little boy wanted to get closer to you as Taehyung carefully slipped Daehyun's small arms into the soft onesie. The most difficult part was to stop Daehyun from suckling his thumb. When Taehyung tried to stop him, Daehyun let out a small whine, which Taehyung managed to stop with his low comforting voice. 

“He is about to sleep again. Maybe I shouldn’t have bathe him right away.” Taehyung said as if it was a lullaby. His low and velvety voice made you sleepy too.

“It’s okay.” You mumbled as you got comfortable on the bed. Taehyung let you as he got dressed. Before leaving the bed, he placed a few pillows around Daehyun’s empty side to provide him safety. Then, he picked up the dirty baby clothes and disappear from your hearing zone. You were sure that he went to the laundry room but you were too lazy to open your eyes or ask him. Taehyung didn’t come to the bedroom for a while. He set the table for you and him and got Daehyun’s chair ready. 

When he returned, he had worn his pyjamas and placed a wet smooch on your cheek. Taehyung slowly patted your bum, “Let’s have our dinner, my babies.” If you didn’t wake up when he called for the second time, he decided to leave you to sleep. Thankfully, you opened your eyes with a subtle smile. You pointed your cheek, “Another one, please.” 

Taehyung gladly gave you another kiss, and you hummed. “One more,” you said, pouting your lips at him. Taehyung grinned, “Mwwahh” He loudly kissed your lips.

“Perfect,” You sighed and stretched your back. Daehyun was already trying to reach for his daddy with an adorable face. “Appa!” He called for Taehyung. 

“My prince, my queen…” Taehyung picked up Daehyun and held his hand out for you. “Your dinner is ready.” He walked two of you to the kitchen with a posh butler expression slapped on his face. You let Taehyung guide your chair with his hand on your back. “Please sit down, Madame.” He continued his roleplay while earning snickering from you.  

“Thank you, Monsieur.” You planted a wet, sweet kiss onto his cheek when he pulled your chair for you. The next was Daehyun, he was placed on his feeding chair, and Kim’s dinner began. 

Taehyung’s little roleplay slowly ceased when he brought the meals to the table and thanked you. “Thank you for cooking, wifeyyy!” He kissed your hand like a gentleman after starting to feed Daehyun and himself. He insisted that you would eat your dinner uninterrupted. However, your two lovely boys were enough of a distraction. You watched them fondly as Daehyun tried to copy his dad by using his chopsticks and failed to bring the kimbap to his mouth. 

Dinner was lovely even though the little boy made a huge mess on the floor as he played with his rice. Taehyung insisted on cleaning the kitchen so you could sleep, but you had a lot more planned in your head. 

You held Taehyung by the collar as he insisted to walk you to the couch. “Go and play with our kid. Make sure he gets really tired because I will play with you later, Daddy.” Your eyes looking up at him intimidatingly, and your hand squeezing him shook Taehyung’s core so he decided to behave. “Yup, yeah, Ma’am. I will.” He picked up Taehyung while ogling your figure. “Go, go.” You pushed his hand slightly as his hand came for a sneaky grab on your ass while he looked your body up and down.  

Taehyung and Daehyun played games throughout the whole afternoon. Thanks to his dad finding new ways to play different games, Daehyun was occupied and thoroughly exhausted. Meanwhile, you did some housework that would otherwise never get done because of the energetic and curious Daehyun. 

“Look, mummy! A t-ric-era-top!” Daehyun ran towards to open kitchen from the living room, hugging your legs. He made the blueish-green dinosaur toy in his hand walk on your leg. 

“Oh, wow! He is scary!” You played along while lowering yourself to his level. “No, mummy. He is a nice dinosaur.” Daehyun rubbed his face at the small toy. You ran your hand over his hair, gosh he was so cute. “Are you friends with the dinosaur, baby?” You asked him while carefully examining the toy. 

Daehyun nodded, “Yes. He has a dad too!” Daehyun looked at his empty hand, his chubby fingers squeezing the air. “Where is the dad dinosaur?” You curiously asked. Right then Taehyung came right behind the cabinet. He was on his knees like a cat, but he was rawr-ing. 

“Rawwwrrr, I am looking for my son…. Rawrrr.” Taehyung walked on his hands and knees in slow motion, voice playfully hoarse imitating a dinosaur. 

Daehyun squealed with happiness when he saw his dad. Taehyung came towards the two of you. “I am a dad dinosaur! Did you see my son?” He asked Daehyun as he hid the toy behind his back. He pouted, “No, you are my dad!” Daehyun’s little feet stomp made you laugh. 

Taehyung, on the other hand, was mesmerized by the reaction. Before he could say anything, Daehyun hugged Taehyung’s neck and tried to climb on his back. 

“Of course, I am Daehyun’s dad!” Taehyung sat on his feet, straightened his back and picked up Daehyun, who was hugging him so tightly.

Taehyung looked up at you from where he was kneeling. His eyes were teary with love. You smiled at them fondly and ran your hair through your husband’s hair. “We should find the dinosaur’s dad too, then?” Taehyung asked after planting kisses on the little boy’s cheeks. Daehyun nodded but continued to cling to his father’s arms instead of returning to their game. Two of your boys returned to the living room while holding each other dearly. 

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Mindlessly scrolling through Instagram was the best weekday night self-care you could think of. Mind off, pyjamas on, just scrolling through the endless pit of reels reseted your mind for some reason. You loved that you could just hide away from all of your responsibilities and have endless screen time. 

“Daehyun has fallen asleep.” Taehyung entered the bedroom with the baby phone in his hand. “That means special time for mummy and daddy.” 

You giggled at his puffy eyes begging to sleep. “Come to bed, baby daddy.” You called him while an endless loop of a video played on your phone. 

“OF COURSE, I AM COMING.” Taehyung took off his black basic T-shirt in one swift moment and jumped on the bed. “And I am gonna devour this mummy.” He immediately took his place on top of you and started to tug on your shorts.

“Omg Taehyung!” You playfully whined. With a toddler, you knew foreplay was boujee. 

“Yes, that’s what you will scream soon.” He said in his infamous dirty voice that made you soil your panties every time. You answered by kissing him. Kissing him sensually and endlessly was enough foreplay for you. 

“Mhmm, wifey….” Taehyung breathed out to your face with a dummy smile. “Out of breath, honey?” You asked when he resisted back as you tugged his face onto your lips back. 

“I wanna fuck you so bad, wifey.” He said, oh god, so blatantly and easily. Your nose crunched up. “Omg, how can you be still shy? You are my fucking wifeee! We literally created a human together.” Taehyung groaned, but it didn’t stop him from kissing down your neck to your chest and navel. He easily got rid of your shorts and took off your panties with them. 

“Just let me say hi for a few seconds.” He said, immediately finding his place between your legs. He latched his lips onto your cunt immediately. He kissed it the same way he kissed your lips. You sweetly hummed at the wet sensation. Even though you were very accustomed to this feeling, you were very sensitive to his mouth. 

“Nice.” Your hand was already in Taehyung’s hair, pushing and pulling his head for a perfect angle. He let you have your way with his mouth, grind against it, dirty his face. He simply took what you gave him with deep groans of pleasure.

Taehyung enjoyed getting you soaking for him before he did anything with his dick. He followed your lead and catered to you without any power play. Your pure pleasure on his tongue was enough of an award. Until you pulled his head, Taehyung kept slowly making out with your cunt. Almost the entire of his face was covered in your cream.

“Cock, please.” You breathed out. Taehyung giggled, “As you wish your Majesty.” He loved seeing you spoiled. He loved spoiling you with his big dick. 

You hummed as Taehyung ran his dick up your slit, coating himself with your juice. He hissed, “Fuck.” You were almost lulled by the action. It soothed your raging core. “My pretty wife…” Taehyung mumbled as slowly pushed himself inside you. He sighed, “Fuck- Still my pretty slut.” You were so warm around him and so wet. His cock drowned in you. 

“Ahh,” Taehyung moaned when you wrapped your legs around his waist. “So good, baby.” You mumbled to him, eyes closed. 

“Yeah?” Taehyung asked as he pushed himself deeper. It made you moan out. “Even after all these years, you are so perfect, baby.” Taehyung freed himself from your legs, goosebumps had risen all over them. He stood tall between your thighs, presenting his gorgeous dad body to yours. Your hands didn’t reach all the way up to his baby abs, only your fingertips caressed his smooth skin. 

“Still got me-” Taehyung huffed out, “breathless.” His hands gently smoothed around your body, he had to touch every inch of your skin. “My love…” He pressed a kiss on your wrist that tried to come up to his face. “My wife…” He kissed your palm, “Mother of my child.” His cloudy mouth pressed onto your knuckles gently. 

“Tae-t” Your breath hitched in your throat. Why were you this sensitive to your husband? Your twitches and whimpers were so embarrassing.  

“Y/N…” He moaned out your name and drape himself over you to fuck you on missionary. It was a classic position that he enjoyed the most. He pushed his dick into your walls with two gentle moves, they didn’t hurt but made you take deep breaths. 

Taehyung watched you sheepishly smile and tried to move your hips to fit him in. As he wordlessly got in, he continued to keep his silence when you clenched on him. He let you have your moment for awhile. Your hands came up to his shoulders, down to his biceps, caressing every inch of skin you could feel. 

Taehyung’s slightly dry skin was soothing and familiar. He had changed in throughout the years in a most handsome and mature way. Taehyung wanted to see inside your head as you touched him with gentle hands. Your body was way more perfect and powerful than his. He was still terrible at appreciating how your body was able to create a life. It was too good to be true. It was a miracle. His respect for you was always there ever since he met you, but after he saw what you went through during pregnancy, he was on his knees, bowing to you. He couldn’t even believe you were able to do any physical labour after carrying his son, let alone have him intimately again. So, Taehyung was extra gentle, caring and appreciative of you. 

“How do you want to have me, love?” Taehyung asked. “Slow? Hard? Sensual?” He asked while his lips sucked on your shoulders, breath ghosting your full breasts.

You whined under him, “Hard…” Your wet cunt agreed with a hard clench. Your hands grabbed him on the shoulders and got ready for the pounding.

Taehyung scoffed, “Oh babe, I thought we entered the phase where we can just go slow and do a lot of cock-warming.” He made sure he had a comfortable hold, “Here I was thinking how our relationship matured incredibly…” He pulled his cock out, let you take a breath, and entered you again. “But you are still the cock hungry slut.” 

You whined at the delicious way he filled you. “But Tae…” You opposed sweetly. “You are filling me up so well. You are giving me– ah baby– everything I need…” Taehyung pumped into you at a slow tempo.

“Do I?” He grinned down at you. Oh, you were stroking his ego so well. 

“Mhmmhm… You are the best lover…Doing the all work for me– ah– just letting me enjoy your nice dick.” You bit down your lip to keep it quiet. 

Taehyung’s growl filled your ears, he was always terrible at taking compliments. Taehyung’s voice was deep, low and his lips were right next to your ear. All this meant, his loose slutty mouth was going to make you cum with his words. “Yes, the fuck. You are still the same, Y/N. You are still my uni crush who begged me to pound her before her presentation. You are still a whore for me baby…” He let out a pathetic whine. “Fuck, I am still so desperate for you too… How did you make me fall in love with you this hard?” Taehyung’s lips attached you your neck as he stopped his hips. He didn’t want to cum yet. He wanted to savour you more.  

You giggled through your nose as Taehyung hid on your neck, “I remember how you fucked me before my presentation at the student submit, right in your Toyota Echo.” You ran your hand in his hair. “You weren’t this big back then…” You mumbled as he ached your core while he stayed planted in your core. You needed him to move.

Taehyung understood that by the strong clenches, “It’s because I wasn’t this good at giving dick back then.” Taehyung had learnt sex with you. He learnt how to get better at things you liked, and tried new ways to tease you. He researched a lot. He listened to bits of advice and he practised them on you. You gave him a huge smile when he started to move his hips and serve your dick slowly. “Yeah, you progressively got better at dicking me down. F-fuuc-k, you turned into a sex machine…” Your moans and giggles filled Taehyung’s ears while he went back to steadily pull and push himself in. 

“Yes, baby. You had me as your little fan and turned me into your husband…” He whispered solely because he was breathless. 

“My husband…” You moaned out. The word especially felt good when he started to aim for your sweet spots. “My hubby…” Your delirious moan and calling him husband made Taehyung go harder, “Yes, I am your husband, baby. I am– ah jeez– I am the owner of this juicy, sweet cunt.” Taehyung spread his knees to get deeper. 

Your moans immediately change into warning ones. You were about to cum so Taehyung spoke more filth. “I am the one who fucked you full and knocked you up. I got you so pregnant with my kid. You carried my child– fuck. Everyone knows I fucked you…” Taehyung’s own words affected him.

“I did, yes, yes, baby… Tae–” You called his name on the edge of your orgasm. 

Taehyung slightly pushed your one shoulder down so that you didn’t shy away from your orgasm. He knew you would do that. “Because you are my wife. You are mine… Ah– Everything about you is mine… Oh my sweet love… You are gonna cum on your husband’s dick? Are you gonna make me the happiest man on Earth? Come on, do it for me. Let me see how much of a whore you can be for me? Please, cum for me…” 

Taehyung’s hips worked harmoniously to his words. He always knew how to punctuate his words with his long dick. You were so weak for his dirty comments. 

“Babe– I am gonna c-” You called him and he went even harder on the talking. “Come for me so I can finally fill you up again… Ghhm– Fill you up again with our second child…” Taehyung stopped feeling his dick a second later as you violently cum and squirt all over him. Your messy cunt became flooded with your sweet juices. Taehyung let himself lose in your hot cunt and helplessly empty himself inside you. 

“F-fuck… Oh-” His hips weakly thrust a few times to fully empty himself. You continued to heavily breathe along with him. You felt his sweat evaporate and cool you off. You couldn’t reach for the duvet. “Oh my god…” Taehyung whispered a minute after your joined orgasm. His butt was cramping terribly but your racing heart and needy whimpers were worth it all the cramps in the world. 

“Let me catch my breath…” He whispered into your skin as he laid on you completely. Your eyes went to the baby phone. Your son was still sleeping. You nodded as he rubbed his face to your breasts. You know that he had been avoiding them since they could leak anytime. Taehyung felt guilty of stealing his son’s food so he made sure he and his favourite girls had some time off, but this didn’t mean he couldn’t kiss them a little. 

When you felt Taehyung’s wet mouth on your warm skin, you shivered. Taehyung felt how you loosely clench on him. He pulled himself off when he heard you hiss in pain. No titties for him some more time, he thought and returned to his favourite place on your neck. 

He nuzzled, lips giving you a few lazy kisses before you got pulled into slumber even though you had a grown-ass man on top of you with his soft dick struggling inside you. Nevertheless, Taehyung was able to power nap for around five minutes before he got up to clean you. 

You thanked him half asleep as Taehyung completed his most important duty. When he finished, he dressed you scarcely. He knew you would appreciate having some clothes on if you woke up to a crying baby at night. Then, he laid next to your sleeping figure. 

With a tender smile playing on his lips, Taehyung's gaze caressed every delicate feature of your face. As he watched you sleep, his mind replayed the cherished memories, from the exhilarating moments of their first meeting to the vows they exchanged on their wedding day, each memory was etched in his heart with a profound sense of love and tenderness. Gently, Taehyung's fingers traced the delicate curve of your cheek, savouring the softness of your skin beneath his touch. The intimacy you and he had shared moments ago still lingered, your souls entwined in a dance of love and passion. He couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the deep connection. Lost in his thoughts, Taehyung whispered words of adoration into the silence of the room, his voice a soft caress against your asleep state. 

"You are my everything," he murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of awe and admiration. With a tender smile, Taehyung pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering against your skin. In this quiet moment, he felt a profound sense of responsibility—to protect and cherish their love, to create a life filled with joy and happiness for their family. As the night carried them into dreams, Taehyung held you close, his heart overflowing with gratitude for the soulmate he had found in you.

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