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Kim Taehyung × reader

daddy!au

CEO!au

↬Genre: SMUT!, daddy/kitten, bdsm, themes, hard dom!taehyung, sub!reader, ceo!au;

↬WARNINGS: BDSM, spitting, cum eating (fem), spanking, eating out, over stimulation, DEGRADATION, slightly slapping, daddy/kitten kink, humilating names, Taehyung being a HARD DOM, submissive reader, swearing, unprotected sex (USE PROTECTION, U FUCKERS), fingers suck, ice play, breeding, creampie, Taehyung making you take it all like a good girl;

↬Words count: 4k+ ;

↬Description: What do you do when your boyfriend is a CEO and you are mad on him? Steal his Black Card and buy something you'll tease him later with.

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When you woke up this morning, got out of your puffy and comfy bed, dressed yourself into a smooth satin bath-robe, to go to your princess-like bathroom, where you've done your daily routine: taking a long, warm and full of aromatic bath bombs and shower gels bath, then applied your- so expensive- body care and finally dressed up to come see your boyfriend, didn't actually expect this is how your day will go.

Sitting in his office, the picnic basket you prepared for you two, thinking you will make him a really special and beautiful surprise for showing in his office, dressed into a cute and short dress which you knew he would like on you, resting on your arm, you were watching his secretary wiggling her slutty ass in front of him, while acting like picking up some files, from the clean floor tiles.

Kim Taehyung, one of the biggest CEO's this world-no, this galaxy had. A really handsome, determinated, imposing, smart, talented, stunning, kind hearted, tall, powerful and rich man. And it happened for him to be your beloved boyfriend, which was staring at his secretary ass, with a deep frown on his face, right in front of your eyes.

That's right, he didn't notice your presence yet, but you are boiling anyway. What is yours is yours and this man is DEFINETLY yours. You cleared your throat, both of them turning around to face you, the second they heard you. Taehyung eyes widened in shook to see you in his office. First, because you looked smashing and second because he knew the posture you catched him in wasn't, actually, a happy one.

As for his secretary, she was shameless smirking at you, staring straight into your eyes. "Good afternoon, miss Y/N!" she said with a forced and fake, sweet tone. You ignored her and faced Taehyung, which was scanning you from head to toe, licking his lips.

You almost rolled your eyes in annoyance. "Princess?" you heard his smooth, but deep voice. You were about to scoff, but you didn't want to show weakness in front of that bitch, who was still daring to stare at him.

"Leave us alone, Stephanie!" you demanded, on a cold, unfriendly tone. Her eyes widened in shook, but she didn't move from her place, staring at your man, who had his eyes only on you, like he should .

"I told you to get out, what are you waiting for?" you asked in annoyence, your eyes never leaving Taehyung's ones. "I don't take orders from you!" she finally said, which made you turn on your heels and stare at her. "Excuse me? I couldn't hear you?"you were so pissed off. "I only take orders from - " but you cut her off. "If I tell you to leave, you are leaving. If I tell you to stay, you stay. If I tell you to find another man to try on seducing, you will. Because this one is fucking taken. By me." you explained to her and showed her an engagement looking like ring, which you mentally thanked yourself for putting on this morning.

She nodded when she saw the "engagement" ring, bowed for you two and left the office, with a low face. Rolling your shoulders, you turned around to face the CEO. He cocked a brow at you, amusement seen on his face. "Engaged?" he asked.

You rolled your eyes. "What are you doing here, my princess?" he stared down your arm, his gaze fixed on the picnic basket. He smiled then and you swore you are gonna forget why you were mad on him if he keeps on being this beautiful. "Princess came to see her daddy? What do you have there, baby? Let daddy see."

You put the basket on his dark wooden, rigide table, a little too harsh than you initialy planned. "Here." you said and stared at him with a puzzled face. "What is it, baby?" he titled his head, trying to understand you. "Food. I prepared a picnic for us two." your tone was cold.

Taehyung's smile grew bigger and you had to look away so you won't lose your mind. "Oh! Such a good girl I have!" He swore he is the luckiest man alive. You tried to not blush, because you wanted to stay mad on him. "Let's go eat, princess."

"No."

"Pardon?" he titled his head, piercing you with his narrowed eyes. "No, you eat. I don't want to eat with you anymore, I want to go shopping." And with that you took his famous black credit card, out of his expensive leather wallet. "Have fun eating alone. Or you are lucky and maybe Stephanie is hungry too. For something else, away of your dick." you offered him your sarcasm. You didn't care anymore if he will get mad or not for you talking back to him, disrespecting your daddy, you just got out of his office, making sure to wiggle your ass while walking, your dress contouring it well.

You spent your day buying the most expensive dresses, shoes and underwear you saw and liked, not caring how much they cost, you were mad and wanted to give him a lesson. He won't mind anyway, he always spoils you in expensive stuff, treating you exactly like a princess, so you are sure he won't care about the money.

You got out of your last model, expensive, white Jeep, with your arms full of bags from the most expansive house brands. As you unlocked your house's gate, by your finger print, you passed your beautiful garden. Usually you would admire the beautiful flowers the Spring came with, but right now you were planning on something and you didn't have enough time until Taehyung will come back home.

You opened your the door with your foot, arms to busy with the bags and closed it by pushing your ass on it. Your stilettos making broken sounds on your house's tiles. Going straight to your room, you put the black credit card on the table, got out your new acquisition from the expansive bags and careful put them in your closet.

You traced the lines of a new lingerie, from a beautiful, black, square box, sogned Victoria's Secret. You smirked to yourself and went to your huge bathroom, where you prepared.

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Coming back home, Taehyung was only thinking about how he will teach you a lesson for being such a disrespectful girl to him, earlier that day. He loosened his tie, cracking his neck twice, thinking about how he will totally use your pretty holes just for him to fuck his angriness and stresse, caused of work, into them. He could feel a bulge already growing into his pants.

Arriving home, he opened the gate with his spare keys and headed directly to the front door and straight to your room, where he opened the door, banging it on the wall.

And there you were, wearing a beautiful pair of lingerie, slowly sipping from a glass of wine, with your red painted lips. He could take you there and then, ravaging you. But no... he wanted to make you pay for leaving him to eat alone and talking back to him.

"Hi daddy." you said, on a sweet and smooth tone, putting the glass on the night stand, with a gentle and delicate move. He watched your long legs slowly making way out of bed, your delicate feet, touching the carpet. Oh, how much he loved every detail of you...

You came closer and slowly touched his chest, moving your hands up to it, circling his neck and finally finding place in his hair. He clenched his jaw. "What happened, daddy?" you asked, rising your chin to look at him. You gasped when his firm, veiny hand wraped around your fragile neck into a tight hold. But you loved the feeling, sending a fave of heat down your core. He got closer, his eyes piercing yours.

"What happened? What happened?! Let me tell you what happened, kitten!" he said through his clenched teeth and pressed you on the wall behind you. He pressed his body on yours, his breath so close of your rose cheek, tickling the skin of it, making you almost whimper.

"Do you think you can show into my office dressed so pretty, take my card and then leave me alone?! Huh?! And even be disrespectful to me?!" he said and cupped your heat, out of suddent. Realisation hit you and you gasped, when you felt his cold hand between your tighs, even through the thin matterial of your panties.

"Already wet for me, huh?" he smirked and you looked away, blushing. "Where is the disrespectful girl now, huh?" he said and choked you harder, while his other hand pressed more, right between your folds.

"S-she's gone, d-daddy."

Taehyung tsked. "Oh she's gone now? Why, kitten? Tell me, tell daddy why." He said and let go of your heat, which earned a whine for you of the lose. "I...daddy..." you started, suddently blushing. Your plan was to tease him and show him you are the best he will ever have, but damn, he was too imposing and you were a sucker for him.

"I am listening." he said, eyes never leaving yours, hand still wrapped firmly around your neck. "I...am sorry, daddy. I was a bad girl, I didn't know what I was saying- " but he wasn't listening to you.

"Huh? Did you say something?" you thought he teased. But he was serious, titling his head, leaving you confused. "I was saying that- " but he cut you off. "I can't hear you, doll. A kitten like you should know her place, at her master's feet." Realisation hit you. Your cheeks heated up as you nodded and imediately obbeied to him, getting in all fours in front of him. His smirk grew bigger. "What were you saying, kitten?"

You took a deep breath and started again. "Daddy. I am so sorry for being a bad girl and talking back to you. Please forgive me daddy, I was a bad girl." You were giving him puppy eyes, trying to be as sweet as possible. "Yes you were." He said and cupped your jaw, with a firm hold."Go take your leash" he demanded you and you got up obeying him.

A loud sound filled the room, followed by a whimper from you, by the time his hand touched your ass cheek, into a hard spank over your skin. "Do kittens walk like humans?!" he growled. "N-No, daddy..." you said and got in all fours, crawling to the closet to get the leash and collar from the sex toys box he bought for playing with you, secretly enjoying the feeling of the burn on your ass cheek.

You turned to him with them into your mouth, he was staring at you with a huge smirk on his face. You left them at his feet and stroked your cheek on his ankle, in need for some affection. "Good girl. Now continue." You nodded your head and looked up at him. "I am sorry for getting your card, daddy. Without asking for permission." He fixed the collar and the leash on you, holding the end of it with his left hand, lifting your chin up with the other one. He caressed your lips with his thumb and you closed your eyes of the feeling, until he harshly pushed it into your mouth, without a warning. You whimpered and sucked it, without him telling you to.

"What were you doing with my credit card, brat?" His voice was low and deep. You tried to get his finger out to talk, but he kept you still. "Dadsy cwnr tak-" you mumbbled, whimpering when his thumb pressed on your tongue, caressing it.

"Oh baby, you can't talk?" He faked his affection, with an amused tone. You shook your head. "So you are not answering to daddy, disobeying again, huh?" Your eyes widened in shook when he pulled your hair with the leash hand, making you stare at him. You shook your head. "Were you shopping? Spending money on your bratty expensive ass? Got this slutty lingerie for me?" You nodded every time, his hand tightening around your hair, you whimpered once more. "Get the receipt to me, slutty kitten."

You tried to nod, but couldn't with his hand in your hair, nor talk with his thumb in your mouth so you shameless moaned. "Pathetic." He said and let go of you. You crawled and took the receipt as you did with the leash and collar. He went to the bed, where he sat on, pulling you with him, by the leash. "Sit!" He demanded and you did so. He looked through the prices and shook his head. "Such a spoiled kitten you are..." he smirked and pulled you into his lap, on stomach. You gasped in shook, but your stomach flipped with excitment.

"You should be teached a lesson. Hands at your back, my little whore." You did as he said so. Next thing you knew, he ripped off your expansive panties. You whined and he smirked, once more. "Don't worry, little whore, daddy's gonna buy you many of these."he announced and stared to caress your ass.

"Count for me." You wanted to reply but a loud smack filled the room, you jumped in place. "O-one"

Smack.

"T-two"

Smack.

"T-Three..." every smack was harder and harder, he was finally letting his anger out.

Smack!

"F-four- ah fuck!" You said and tried to make yourself a ball, but he threw one of his tighs over the back of your knees, imobilising you. "Take it all, whore." He hissed into your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. After ten smacks, your ass was fully red and sore and you were breathing hard.

He then pulled your hair again, throwing your head back. "Tell me kitten, why do I punish you right now?" he was so hot. You gulped "f-for being a bad girl, daddy...". He seemed to be pleased with your answer "Good. Now I want you to get on bed, ass up like a good kitten,for daddy to see your pretty cunt, yeah?" You nodded in excitment and did as you were told to, bruisy ass fully on display, glisstering pussy tempting him to fuck you. But that had to wait, because right now, he had other plans.

"Shake your ass for me, sweetheart". You obeied him once more, wiggling your ass in front of him. Then without expecting, you were pushed down on bed, Taehyung's face burried into your wet pussy. A loud moan escaped your lips, as he started sucking hard on your sensitive clit, enjoying the softness of it. "Mmm... sweet" he informed you. Then he started lapping at your wetness, eating you out like a starved man, teasing your sweet hole with his skilled tongue, circling it but never entering it all, leaving it clenching around nothing and moving his tongue to give your folds and clit multiple licks.

You were so close, your moanings filling the walls, but you knew he is not gonna let you cum, at least not yet. But he was making it so hard because when he pushed his long tongue into your warm hole, all at once, your body almost jerked in front, if it wasn't for his firm hold around your ass cheeks, keeping you opened for himself.

"Mgh...d-daddy.." you were pathetically moaning his name over and over again. If you weren't so lost into the feeling of his tongue moving inside your cunt, caresing your walls, you would feel him smirking against your heat. Another spanck filled the room, same time with a deeper push of his tongue. You almost screamed in pain in pleasure, because he spanked a bruise he left on you. But he didn't caress your abused cheek but only srubbed it with his nails, sending you pver the edge, with a muffled cry, tears fillinng up your vision.

But he sensed you were about to cum so, after a long and hard suck on your pussy, while your body was trembling from the need or releasing, he got up and pulled your hair harsh, snapping your head back, to look at him. "Oh kitten, look at yourself, drolling and crying over my pillow. Poor baby... you are so dirty." But his expression was saying something else. He enjoyed it, he enjoyed how fucked up he got you and it took only his tongue and some spanking to turn you like this.

You whimpered, needy." What happened, whore? Cat got your tongue?" Then he laughed on his own joke, a low, hoarse, hot laugh. You shooked your head. "Then? What is it with you and whimpering? Is this all what you know to do?" You shooked your head and he chuckled. A dark one.

"Stick it out then and prove me." You sticked your tongue out, blushing harder. He licked his lips. "Look such a pretty and pink tongue we have here, babydoll." You blushed even more. He caressed it with his thumb. "Maybe I should give it a treat, then?" You nodded your head and whimpered, eyes begging. You could already imagine his thick and fat cock into your mouth, the cum running down your neck. You were dripping down your sheets.

"Ok then, but keep it out." But he got down again and gave your pussy another fully and harsh suck, making you scream, almost biting your tongue. He collected all your juices and came back to you. He spit your juices into your mouth and you closed your eyes. Ok, this was definetly new. But seems like you enjoyed it, the taste of yourself making you moan. You swallowed it, like a good girl.

"Show me." You sticked your tongue out, jumping and whinning when he slapped it, not hard but hard enough to send another wave of heat straight to your core. He titled his head. "So you enjoy it, huh?" You nodded, looking away. "Are you shy now?!" He cupped your jaw and turned your face, a little harsh. "Look at me when I talk to you, brat." He slapped your tongue again and you moaned. "Tell me how much you love it!" And he let out a sexy laugh when you patheticaly tried to said it with your pulsing tongue sticked out.

"Are you my sex toy?" He asked you, kissing your tongue, giving it a slightly suck. You moaned a yes into kiss mouth and leaned closer, wanting to kiss him so bad. Surprisingly... he didn't pull away and gave you a huge and wet kiss, carresing your tongue with his, massaging it slowly and exploring all the corners of your mouth. Even his kiss was fire, he was completly dominating you. When he pulled away, you had your red lipstick all over your mouth and chin, his lips red as well.

"Such a pretty mess..." he said and smiled. It melted your heart. "Tae- " but his smile faded away and your bruised ass earned three painful smack, in the same place, making the skin almost bleeding. "How did you call me?"

"D-daddy...." you cried out, tears rolling down your cheeks. "P-pwease..."

"Please what?" He was trailing his fingers up and down your wetness, teasing and driving you crazy. "F-fuck m-me" you whispered. He stared at you, amusment written on his face. "What did you say?"

"Fuck me..." you repeated. He leaned back, face close to your ear, where he blowed hot air, making you whimper and squirm in place. "You want me to fuck you? Can you even take it? I don't think do kitten, it would be a shame for you to not be able to take my fat cock with your tight wortless count."

You had to addmit it...he was treating you with no respect and you were more than ready to do everything for him. "Daddy please! I will take it all! Just please put that fat cock inside of my worthless pussy. Daddy, make me your kitten..." you were a whimpering, begging mess under his hot stare. He was satisfied. "Is that so?" You felt him getting off of the bed, your face burried into the pillow, your tied hands resting by the navel of your spine, your expensive bra still on. You felt his hia hot breathe on your skin again, your body tensing once more.

He grabbed your hip with one hand, rubbing the head of his cock on your wet and sticky cunt. You shivered of the feeling, goosebumps spreading on your skin. He was rock hard but still wanted to tease you as much as possible. "Will you let me fuck you like this, doll?" He trailed an ice cube down your spine, making you yelp. "Like a little bitch? Breeding you like dogs do it with them? Or like my good kitten?" The ice cube was slowly melting on your heated skin, you hissed in pain when it touched the bruised skin of your ass. Then you screamed when he pushed it into your tight hole, the feeling making you close your thighs in annoyence and fall on one side.

But it didn't take long for him to spank you again, on your tighs too this time. "Get up!" Your body was trembling, tears streaming down your face, but you got up somehow. "I-I...daddy, please, fuck me like a bitch. Give me your pups, breed me as yours, or fuck me like your dumb little kitten."

"That's my girl!" He exclaimed, a pleased smirk on his face. You screamed once, when, without a warning, he snapped his hips into you, with a hard and fast move, burrying all of his long lenght inside of you. "Fuck, baby!" He cursed, under his breath and started to roll his hips, his lenght still inside of you, pocking your walls, in circles, making you see stars and moan his name many times. But you needed more and as if he heard you, he pulled back and left only his tip inside, then snapped back with a same hard move as before, making your eyes roll back in pleasure. His grunts fill up the room, as well as your subbmissive moans, his hands pushing you harder to meet his own.

His head was reaching your pelvic, by every push he was making inside of you, you felt closer and closer. His moans and curses started to grow louder and louder, making your whinny and breathless moans so tiny beside his. "M-m c-close " you managed to whimper. His hand wrapped around your throat once more than night, your vission getting blurry, your head going light, and a hard and fast snap of his hips sent you over the edge. He left out an animalistic like deep growl, rolling his hips once more, since your cunt's muscles were spasming around him, making it hard to move.

You cummed all over his cock, screaming his name so loud "D-Daddy! Ahh!!" You were seeing stars, mumbling words only you could understand, body relaxing after the wave of pleasure that washed over you. But you couldn't relax either, because Taehyung's moves fastened, making you squirm in place. "C-can't ...s-stop!"

But he only smashed your ass once more, making you cry again. "Thought you said you can take my cock now, kitten, what happened now?" You bit down on the pillow, making it full of red lipstick and wet of your tears, while your boyfriend was using you as his personal fuck toy. "Don't you want my warm cum filling your walls? Don't you want me to breed you" he groaned, rolling his eyes back of you squeezing him once more "to make you my little bitch?Take it all, like good girls do!"

You moaned a yes, feeling your second orgasm, he pulled you on your knees and hugged you at his chest, one hand around your waist, the other one having his fingers stuffed into your mouth, which you sucked like a desparate slut, feeling the taste of your own cum once more, you pushed yourself hard on him, meeting his hips.

"Shit! Yes, baby! Do it again!" And you did so, once, twice, until his cum filled your walls, sending you through another orgasm. He kept you close at his chest until his cock stopped twitching inside of you. He slowly pulled it back and watched the cum dripping down your thighs. "Such a beautiful creampie...." you were almost sleeping so he kissed your shoulder and laid you on your stomach, avoiding your bruised ass. He untied your hands and got some wet tissues to clean you both. After that he hugged you at his chest, kissing the top of your head and smiling bright.

"I love you, kitten..."

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Author's note: @taesluttt sorry for waiting, was supposed to post it yesterday but couldn't stop adding more and more 😅 hope you enjoy it!!!

A werewolf one where hes an Alpha heheh🧡

"Did you really think I won't sense that disgusting dog's scent on you?!" You were pressed against a harsh tree, the rind of it pocking your spine.

Taehyung was burning. As an Alpha, he had a lot of stuff to take care of with his pack, so he left you to the party he took you at, to resolve a problem. That party was for celebrating the New Moon which will apear in two weeks, a werewolfs specific ritual, which anounces the mating of the Alpha.

"Answer me, Y/N!"

Taehyung was your boyfriend and as well as mate. He picked you when you saved his baby sister's life from being eaten by a wolf from the rival pack. He took care of your wounds that night and fell asleep cuddling you at his chest. The next day, you two realised he scented you in sleep. Which means you two have to complete the mating by making love, in two weeks, when the New Moon will be up.

"T-Taehyung I- " but he pulled you to him into a hard and harsh kiss, sliding his tongue inside your mouth, almost with force. The kiss was possesive and sloppy, imposing and completly dominated by his jealousy. You leaned into the kiss, leaving yourself soft into his strong grip.

"I leave you for one hour, thinking you are gonna be a good girl and then I find you with that fucking disgusting dog all over you?"

While he was away, a wolf from his pack asked you to dance. You were bored, so you gave in, thinking it won't hurt anyone. The next thing you knew, he was rubbing his scent all over you. Until Taehyung came back and well... here you are.

He ripped your top from one move, leaving you gasping, your nipples erecting by the cold of the night. "Such a little slut" he smirked and pushed his face between your breasts, attacking them with huge bites, leaving purple marks behind and making you a whimpering tomato. You holded his dark locks, softly tugging on them when his hot mouth found one of your nipples, giving it a hard suck and smacking your other breast.

"You know what, Y/N?" he looked up at you. You rised your eyebrows, confused and turned on, ready to be ravaged.

"I think I will mate you tonight."

He said, nibbling at your hard nipple and sliding down your pants along to the underwear, making you moan in anticipation, into the night.

credit to the owner of the gif;

you’re trying to distract taehyung while he’s playing video games because you want his attention

"Tae! Tae! Tae! Baby! Honey!" you tried to get his attention by using his favourite petnames, but nothing worked. You rolled your eyes and sat yourself on his lap, on a princess like postion, staring at him, who was still paying attention to that damn screen.

"Babe!" You said, his eyes finally leaving the screen to look at you. You opened your mouth "I want atten- " but his eyes left yours, focusing on his stupid game again.

You then decided to play dirty, planting a wet kiss on his neck spot, making him tense, under you. Continuing to leave open mouthed kisses on his neck, you trailed your way up to his ear lobe, where you gave it a light suck, making your boyfriend whimper.

"Tae..." you began, thinking you got his attention, but you were cut off when he started to scream at the screen, cursing something in Korean. You rolled your eyes and got off of him, heading to bathroom, where you took a relaxing bath. While you wers inside the tube, you decided to open the Tik Tok app, to see what's new.

"A new challenge, huh? Sounds good." You said to yourself and got out of the bathtub, wrapping yourself into a towel, only to walk out like that.

In the living room, Taehyung was still playing his video game.

"Hi, daddy!" You said, throwing the towel on the floor, leaving you naked before him, making his eyes widen in shook, licking his lips.

Now you got all of his attention.

I really wanna feel how soft Taehyung's dick would be. Just like velvet I bet. Ugh it would be so soft on my lips. And then the pre cum.... Taking my hand and holding his dick while I take my thumb and rub it around on the head then down the rest of his length using it as lube to get him off. 🥵

Sustaining the eye contact with you, piercing you with the hot stare he gives only on the stage, Taehyung let's go of your hand, letting you take control over his huge cock.

He is amazed of how good you were taking care of his hard member, caressing the velvety skin with your soft hand, moving it up and down in slow motion. It looked like you were in love with his dick, as well, not only with him. But who could blame you? You needed your both hands for taking it all.

Moving your fists up and down, rolling your wrists, to rub all of his thickness, loving the sounds that are escaping his parted lips, only for you and only you. You, for sure, loved not only his moans, but the way he felt twitching in your hands, feeling the fast pulse of his heart on the thick vein of his length. You loved the feeling, being amazed of the softness of the skin around it.

Taehyung noticed the way you were staring at his cock and with a huge smirk on his face, he holds your hair into a ponytail, guiding you towards it, making you lick your lips. It didn't need more than some seconds since his velvety tip passed your sweet lips, your warm and wet mouth welcoming it, for you to begin on sucking it.

Taehyung graned in pleasure, watching as you run your head up and down his huge cock, loving the way it was disappearing and coming back from your tight mouth.

"Gonna fill your pretty stomach with my babies!" You heard him, between hard moans, while pulling on your locks and moving his hips.

And oh how you wanted to feel the thickness of his cum as soon as possible...

Voracious | kth & jjk

Genre: idol!au, bi poly established relationship, smut, some fluff Pairing: idol!Taehyung x idol!Jungkook x reader Word Count: 4.3k Warnings: orgasm denial, anal, use of a cock ring, foul language, degradation, oral (m&f receiving)  Summary: This relationship started as a mutual agreement of sorts, but blossomed into a loving, intimate relationship over the years. Jungkook still has the needs of a boy going through puberty, whereas Taehyung tends to be a softer, more attentive lover. That doesn’t mean that Jungkook can’t be both, but when it’s the three of you together, the story is entirely different.

Tagging @vannilacake :)

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warnings: dom!tae, outside sex, sex with a stranger, unprotected sex (not a good idea, kids), (slight) breeding kink, overuse of the word ‘kitten’, oral, road rage, p much everything lmao. 

notes: this is kind of a mess, and it’s a bit silly at first. i wrote it on a whim. btw, tae does come off as intimidating at first, but everything works out. ok? dw.

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—  synopsis: In which Y/n owns a smut blog dedicated to her crush and brother’s best friend, jungkook. it was all fun and games until he finds out about it and acts it out with you. 

a/n: since tumblr links aren’t working, I suggest you to go to my blog description and check out my masterlist! 

“Y/n! Come here quickly!” You heard your mom shout from the living room, quickly closing your laptop and ran downstairs. You tried not to lose your balance as you simultaneously fixed your hair up in a messy bun as you took quick steps down. “Y/n, I swear … calm down, or else you’re gonna fall.” You heard your brother Taehyung, said with complete worry evident in his voice.  

Your mom was already attired in a business casual uniform with her hair up in a neat ponytail. She swung her bag over her shoulder and took the car keys from the empty jar that was set in the middle of the dining table. “I’m about to go now,” she started, grabbing ahold of her suitcase, “you two better not fight and always be good to each other okay?“ 

You can feel that Taehyung rolled his eyes, yet it doesn’t surprise you if he really did. "You,” your mom tended to your brother, “don’t do anything stupid in this house. Don’t hold any parties whatsoever, don’t invite people over, and especially don’t trash this whole place down.” Taehyung smiled, promising an ‘okay’ to her. You scoffed. 

“And you, Y/n, make sure that your brother doesn’t do anything stupid." 

"Mom~” Taehyung whined, “Mom we’re not eleven anymore." 

"I know that, but you sometimes act like one." 

Saying goodbye to your mom was kinda sad, as she was about to go in a one week business trip to Bangkok. Part of you was glad that you’d finally have some sort of freedom, but part of you will always miss her. When her uber drove off, you proceeded to go back upstairs to your room to finish what you were previously doing. 

~

As you were taking a hot and steamy shower, you can’t help but fantasize about him again. You know that musing about your brother’s best friend remains messed up, but the way how he looks at you and the way that he presents himself makes you head over heels for him.

Jeon Jungkook, 21, and a natural flirt believe it or not. 

Some may call it revolting, but you run a blog dedicated to all of your thirsty thoughts about him; not saying his name, of course. You post your deepest and darkest fantasies about him, and no one knows that it’s about your brother’s best friend. 

You often saw him shirtless, exposing his hot abs and muscular body to your own eyes. Your imagination drifted to the time where Taehyung held a little pool party between his friends. But when your mother found out that you weren’t invited, she persuaded Taehyung to invite his own little sister too. You didn’t really like the idea of swimming with a bunch of dudes and no ladies, but when you overheard that Jungkook was also coming, your judgment changed completely. 

“Hey, Y/n, lookin’ good.” One of his friends, Seokjin, wooed when you first stepped out of the house with a one-piece bikini. Taehyung rolled his eyes and smacked him on his arm, “Ouch! Okay, okay, sorry.” 

You couldn’t help but sneak a few glances to Jungkook. He was shirtless, only wearing his swimming trunks as he laid on one of the long chairs by the pool. He had his head tilted back as the sun kissed his skin, providing a stunning glow on his skin. You bit your lip, shaking your head. Now’s not the time. 

You masturbated and used your trusty vibrator to the thought of him. And it would be an utter hell if Taehyung ever finds out. 

You were knocked out of your dark thoughts when you heard rapid knocks to the door, "Y/n! Are you here?” Taehyung’s voice asked. “Yeah, why?” You turned out the water for a second to hear what he has to say. 

“Can we borrow your laptop? It’s for a project!" 

You groaned, tilting your head back, "No! Use your own!" 

"We’re already using mine. We need two." 

You rolled your eyes, already annoyed. "Whatever, fine." 

"Yay, thanks.” You can hear him already stepping away from the door until another question pops up inside your mind, “Wait! Who are you with? Who’s gonna use mine?" 

"Jeon Jungkook!" 

Your eyes went completely wide, mouth open in hysteria. Your brain couldn’t seem to function, and no other words were spilling out of your mouth. You wanted to scream, to bring back every word you said and to just run out of the shower to grab your laptop away from him – but you know you were too late. 

~

Jungkook’s point of view: 

"So what did she say?” I asked as I saw Taehyung returning back from upstairs. He grinned, revealing Y/n’s laptop from his back where he was previously hiding it. Seeing all of the cute stickers that surfaced the most part of her laptop made me smirk. “Here,” he gave the laptop to me as I set it up on top of the marble island. 

“Does it have a password?" 

"Yeah, it’s ’mypassword’. All lowercase, no space.”

A chuckle emitted from my lips as I looked at Taehyung, who sat across from me, already indulged in his own laptop. “How do you know that?" 

"I just notice her typing it in sometimes." 

My fingers typed the password the way how Taehyung said, and it unlocks. The first thing that appeared on the screen made my eyebrows furrow in confusion. 

Examining the whole page, I noticed that it was run by her. It was her account, and it was filled with all kinds of dirty fantasies. I bit my lip scrolling down to search for more. I knew that it was so wrong to invade someone’s privacy like this and just pretend that I didn’t see anything – but I couldn’t believe that someone like her thinks about all these nasty thoughts. 

[ Imagine your dom fucking you against the wall, lifting one of your legs up as he chokes you with his other hand ]

[ Your dom overstimulating you to the point where your legs shake, begging that you can’t take it any further but it just fuels him to fuck you harder ] 

[ ughhhh just the thought of someone wrapping their hand around your throat, whispering praises in your ear for how good you’ve been for them ]

[ fuck, when a guy has that cocky smirk turns me on so much ]

[ Your dom spanking you to the point where your ass turns red as he punishes you for being bad ]

I gulped, feeling a little bit turned on. I always saw Y/n as an innocent and a serene girl, but fuck was I wrong. My eyes go to an anonymous question that was sent to her, asking; 

[ Q: ‘Do you have a dom??’ ]

[ - no, just someone who inspires me lmao ]

[ Q: ‘who is it then???’ ] 

[ - i can’t say the name obviously, woman. ]

[ Q: Initials? ]

[ - jjk ;) ]

I almost choked on my own saliva after I saw the letters. I didn’t want to assume too fast, but I was certain that I’m the only person that she knows that has those initials. I smirk at the thought of Y/n having these dirty thoughts about me when she looks like an actual angel – so pure. 

I look up at Taehyung, who was apparently already staring at me with a confused look. “You good there?” he asked, nodding his head in my direction. I smirk furthermore, “Yeah.” 

“Okay. Now go to google docs.” 

~ 

You were panicking like shit, trying to put your clothes on properly. You were struggling to hike up your leggings, resulting in hopping on one foot as you almost lost your balance. You ran downstairs as fast as you could, praying that Jungkook has not opened your laptop yet. 

But as soon you were at the end of the staircase, you turned to your left and saw the two boys sitting at the marble islands, looking at your drained state. 

Your breathing was heavy, and you looked like you had just run a marathon. “What’s up with you, Y/n?” Taehyung asked, completely annoyed by your presence. 

You meet Jungkook’s eyes across the room who was staring at you intensely with a smirk. You gulped, seeing how he eyed you up and down. You suddenly felt small. “I-I need my laptop back.” 

“What? Why? We’re using it already.” Taehyung groaned. 

“Please, can I have it back? I-I forgot that I had work to do as well.” 

Taehyung looked at Jungkook, “What do you say?” 

“It’s okay,” he replied but never keeping his eyes away from you, “you can have it back.” He closed the cover, waiting for you to take your laptop back. You held your breath as you took the courage to walk over to them and retrieve your laptop from him. You seized a quick glance at Jungkook, and you noticed how he smirked at gave you a quick wink. Your eyes widen, quickly turning around as you were clutching your laptop tightly to your chest. 

You were fucked. 

~

Next day:

You were almost considering about deleting your account just because of how humiliated you’ve become. 

Taehyung said that Jungkook was going to come back again just to finish their project. Meaning, another day of hiding all day inside the comfort of your room. Your laptop – that goddamn thing – was on the other side of your room, charging as you were staring blankly at the white ceiling above you. Your hair was all messy and tangled from all of the tuggings you have been doing for the past hour.

‘He must’ve seen everything’, you thought to yourself as you closed your eyes. You reminisced about your recent posts that he might have seen and you immediately remembered the questions about having a ‘dom’. “Fuck!” you yelled, rubbing your face with your hands. You continuously kicked the sheets below you in rage, even throwing a pillow aimed to your laptop. “Why did I even think about posting his initials?” you whined, trapping your face with a pillow and let out a muffled groan.

You stayed like that for a couple of minutes until you calmed yourself down. You stood up from the comfort of your bed and looked at yourself in the mirror. Letting out a chuckle, you shook your head. “You fucking idiot,” you told yourself. You grabbed a comb and fixed your hair, taking your time to relax.

Just the thought of your crush finding out that you run a filthy blog just for him made you insane. You probably couldn’t even look at his eyes anymore, and you just pray to God that he doesn’t tell Taehyung about this. Because if he does, you were seriously deliberating about moving out of the house, blocking every connection from him and just disappear.

But did you regret doing the blog, though? Not really. Jungkook was seriously a hot guy. The way how he walks like he’s better than any other model there is, how the veins on his forearms are so prominent and visible, or how luscious his thighs are - makes you drool. He can literally be a cute bunny and turn into a hot daddy afterward. His fucking duality.

You found yourself daydreaming about him again and you mentally slapped yourself. You groaned at yourself and continued your little grooming session.

It was after a while until Taehyung literally texted your phone saying that Jungkook has just arrived; as if you needed the alarm. You replied with a simple “k” and decided to open your laptop. You logged in into your account and uploaded a post.

[ Okay, update. My crush knows that this blog is about him 💀]

After a moment, someone replied.

[ - Is this the jjk guy? ]

[ Yup. ]

[ - oh. Im the anon who asked the initals. woops #sorrynotsorry ]

[ you’re gonna pay for this, anon. I swear eye– ]

[ - girl, maybe I just made you a favor ]

“What?” you furrowed your eyebrows, about to type a reply before a knock the door refrained you from your actions. You looked up, waiting for the person on the other side to say anything. Nothing. Tilting your head to the side in confusion, you stood up from your desk and walked over to the door, about to open it but another set of knocks came.

With a huff, you finally opened the door. “What do you wa—”

The person you were least expecting was on the other side, almost making you lose your balance.

“J-Jungkook?”

He smirked smugly, combing his hair back, making his arms flex involuntarily. He stepped forward, making you take a shy step back as he leaned himself against the doorframe. “Y/n,” he smiles, crossing his arms in front of him. Your breathing was heavy and you tried your hardest to look away, but something in his eyes prevents you from doing it. He caught you within him, and Jungkook has something planned.

“W-where’s Tae?” You asked quietly, not trusting your voice. Jungkook laughs silently as he steps forward, coming inside of your room. He looks at your bed then turns to you again, “Can I sit here?”

“Oh, um, of course.” You forced a little smile. He smiles back at you as he sits down at the edge of your bed as you try not to literally drool. He wore black skinny jeans and with a white shirt tucked in. Even when he wore the simplest clothing he’ll still look good in them. You stood there awkwardly, playing with your nimble fingers until he signaled you to come closer. Your eyes widen for a second and you gulp. You obeyed him and you were now standing between his knees. He looks up at you and smiled. “Tae has gone to the mall to get a few things for our project.”

“And you didn’t go with him?” You asked. He chuckles, carefully holding your left hand and caressing it. Your breath hitched, biting your lip unconsciously.

“No, I told him I’d stay here. And besides,” Jungkook suddenly tugs on your arm, making you jolt forward and lay on his lap, “we have a lot to talk about.” You couldn’t breathe, everything seems to happen so fast. You heard him chuckle, caressing your backside. He holds your hips in place so that you couldn’t move. His stern grip on your sides makes you want to let out a moan, but you tried your hardest to prevent that.

“Jungkook…I –”

“Tell me, y/n. Was your blog dedicated to me?” he asked as he raised one brow up. You looked down in humiliation. You were about to say some lame excuse until he firmly gripped your chin, making you look deep into his brown irises. You tried to look away but his hold didn’t let you. He chuckled, “One word, baby. We’re you thinking about me when you post in that filthy little blog of yours?”

You sighed, the pet name making you feel some time of way, “Yes.”

Your answer resulted in him smirking, shaking his head. “You’re such a naughty little girl, aren’t you? Thinking about your brother’s best friend to fuck you. Is that what you want?”

The bluntness in his voice made you gasp lightly, not believing what you just heard. “Jungkook, I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”

“A simple sorry isn’t gonna fix this, Y/n. Now, lay across my lap.”

You couldn’t believe what was happening, your every fantasy was about to come to life, and to be honest, you weren’t ready. You obeyed his instruction and you had your stomach pressed against his thighs, your knees touching the floor. He grabbed both of your wrists and encaptured them in one of his hands, pressing it against your back. You took a deep breath, knowing what was about to come. “Look at you,” he says, “laid across my lap like this. Do you know why you’re in this position, babygirl?” You whined at the name that he used, closing your eyes. “Answer me.” He grips your wrists tighter, making you wince. “Y-yes.”

“And why’s that?”

“B-because…” he started to remove your leggings down slowly, teasing you. “Because? Hmm?”

“Because I’ve been bad.”

He hums in approval, removing the material from your ass completely. Your white laced underwear exposed to him makes him growl, his member starting to grow. He runs a hand over your soft skin gently, caressing it carefully then squeezing it right after. You yelped in surprise. “Should I spank you for that, baby? Should I spank this pretty ass of yours until it’s red?”

You moaned, nodding your head as he chuckles. “Count for me.”

His right hand meets your right cheek harshly, leaving a filthy sound from the collision. You jolted forward, not expecting that he’d go hard immediately. “One.”

“You dirty little slut,” he hits you again, much harder than before as you mumble a ‘two’, “You like to be spanked, don’t you?” he hits you again, this time moaning out loud. “Three.” The lewd noises that the impact makes with the pleasurable pain already made you wet. His hold on your wrists tightens as he smacks you again. “Fucking answer.” He growls, and you obey him. “Y-yes. I do like it.”

He hits you for the fifth, sixth, seventh, and until it climbs up to the twentieth and you were knocked out. “Jungkook, p-please stop.” You had tears coming out from the corners of your eyes, both from the pain and the pleasure that every hit brings. He scoffs as he clashes his big hand on your left cheek for the last time. “T-twenty one,” you sniff. He removes your leggings off of your legs entirely as he lifts you up. He places you back on his lap in a straddling position. He wipes your tears off of your cheeks with his thumb gently, looking at your flushed face tenderly.

“So good for me, angel.” He whispers.

He himself looks flushed, his cheeks were red and so were yours. Spanking was one of his kinks as well, and we just loves how your body reacts to him. He lifts his hand up to your hair and removes your ponytail, leaving your gorgeous hair to fall down and frame your face. He smiles up at you and caresses your cheeks, pressing your face into his palm.

He looks at your lips for a second and locks his eyes back to yours, “Can I kiss you, Y/n?”

You nodded, forcing a small smile. Within a flash, he pressed his lips into yours. Your mouths fit perfectly, dancing together with a hot rhythm. He controls the kiss, pulling you closer to him. He swipes his tongue on your bottom lip, asking for entrance as you submitted to him, opening your mouth slightly so that his tongue can slip in. You moaned in the kiss as your tongues fought for dominance which he easily won.

His right hand slid down your stomach until it reached the hem of your shirt, tugging it playfully. His hand was so close to where you badly needed him, but you were too shy to ask. You whined as you teasingly wiggled your ass. He groaned at your movements, his dick already painfully hard against his jeans. He moves his hand further down until he ghosts it above your underwear. “Can I touch you here babygirl?”

“Yes, p-please.” You closed your eyes as you felt his hand cup your heat, you can feel your wetness soaking through the fabric. “Shit, Y/n. You’re so wet.” He presses his long fingers against the thin cloth firmly, making you moan. You can feel his member twitch beneath you. “Did your punishment made you this wet, huh? You’re so goddamn naughty, baby.” He growls as he pushes your underwear to the side as he collects your juices with two fingers, sliding them up and down teasingly. You moan out his name, the feeling of his fingers were already too much for you. He slid his digits up and down, soaking them until he brings his hand in front of your mouth. “Taste yourself, baby.”

You brought your face closer as you wrapped your mouth around his fingers, sucking them clean. Your own taste wasn’t unfamiliar, as you have done that many times before. He bit his lip as he groaned, loving the feeling of your mouth sucking on his digits as you would on his cock. He bought his hand back down and abruptly slid two fingers inside your pussy, making you gasp loudly. You rolled your eyes back and your mouth formed an ‘o’. “F-fuck, Jungkook.”

He slowly thrusts his digits in and out, producing lewd and wet noises. “A-ahh, p-please. Faster.” You begged, making him smirk. “Hmm, faster? Want it faster?”

You nod vigorously as he complies, fucking your hole faster and harder. The lustful sounds that it made plus seeing how his arms flex makes you moan out loud. You rest your forehead on his right shoulder, your body giving up on you. He chuckles, fucking you even faster. “You like that, baby?”

“Yes.” You moaned, closing your eyes tightly as you felt a familiar knot on your stomach. He can feel you clenching around his fingers, signaling your high.

“You look so fucking hot, Y/n. You gonna come for me baby? Come on, spill your cum all over my fingers.” He suddenly presses his thumb on your clit, making you jump from the addition of pleasure. He rubs your clit roughly, making you whine against his tshirt. “I-I’m gonna…”

You couldn’t finish your sentence as you clenched your walls around his fingers tightly, your cum coating his digits. “Fuuuuck”, you dragged out, legs shaking. You haven’t come this hard before, and the feeling was all new for you. It was addicting. “Shit,” he chuckles, removing his fingers and tasting your cum. He made you look at him as he wraps his mouth around his own fingers, keeping his eye contact on yours. “Taste better than I imagined it, love.”

He places his hands underneath your arms as he lifts you up, and placed you down on the soft mattress of your bed. He hovers above you, removing his shirt and exposing his abs that you’ve seen countless of times. You whined, crossing your legs together at the sight. He chuckles, moving a hand in between your thighs and parting them away from each other. “I’m gonna clean you up, babygirl.”

He moves himself down, removes your underwear as he positions his head in between your thighs. He licks a bold stripe from your entrance up to your clit, making you moan out loud. You were still so sensitive from the orgasm you had earlier, and your legs were shaking from the pleasure. He held your hips down with his hands as he licks you clean. “You taste so fucking sweet baby.” He groans, diving in into your wetness and collecting your juices. You tugged on his hair, making him moan against your pussy. The vibration made your insides turn from the immense pleasure. He starts wrapping his lips around your little bundle of nerves, sucking on it as he flicks his tongue around it at the same time. His actions made you tug on his hair harder and scream out loud.

Little did you know you were cumming for a second time, legs frantically shaking as you spilled on his mouth. He was quick to catch everything with his mouth, not wanting to waste even a little drop of your cum.

He brings his mouth upwards to yours, making you taste yourself on him for a second time. “Jungkook…” you whined, wanting more.

He removes your shirt, exposing your bare chest for him that results to a guttural moan coming from him. He kneads your breasts, making you whimper, the little buds hardening. He kneels in front of you, undoing the buttons of his jeans and pulling the zip down. Being impatient, you reached out to remove his jeans but his hands were faster and he refrained you from doing your plan. “Nuh-uh, be patient,” he smirks. He pulls his jeans down with his boxers, revealing his manhood.

You whined, seeing how hard he has become because of you made you bit you lip. He strokes his cock a couple of times, his precum helping him in sliding his hand much smoother. You loved watching him like this in front of you, how his abs and biceps flex in front of you, his forehead sweaty and how he groans your name out lout. You couldn’t even believe that this was actually happening in front of you.

He positions himself at your entrance, supporting his weight with his forearms. “W-wait, Jungkook!” Your eyes widen from the sudden realization, placing your hands on his sweaty chest. He stops his tracks, furrowing his brows. “Yes, baby?”

“Protection.” You smirk at him as you reached towards your bedside drawer and grabbing a condom from the box you hid by covering it with colored paper, so no one could suspect a thing. Jungkook chuckles as you hand him the rubber, sliding it down his shaft. “You’re so fucking cute, you know that?”

He places the tip at your entrance, sliding just the tip until you’ve gotten used to his size. You breathed heavily, clawing his back. “Go on.” You whispered and he slid his cock inside of you. The both of you moaned, closing your eyes and getting used to the feeling. You were so tight around him, your walls clenching and it took him lots of self-control to not pound into you just like that.

“Jungkook – ah shit, you’re so big.”

He groans, followed by a chuckle, “Yeah?”

“Yes, so big.”

After a moment, you motioned for him to move. You were so wet already that it was easy for him to ease himself in and out of you. He pulled out until the very tip was at your entrance, then abruptly pounds into you unexpectedly. He did this a few times, making you scream out in pleasure. “O-oh, Jungkook!”

“That’s right baby, scream out my name so that the neighbors can hear who’s making you feel this good.” He groans in your ear, fucking you roughly. Rapid breathing, moans, and the skin-slapping sounds were the only noise thing filling this room. You just hoped that your brother wasn’t home yet.

He suddenly brings his right up to your neck, wrapping it around your throat as he chokes you just right. You roll your eyes back from the pleasure. The feeling of his big hand wrapped around your jugular plus his hard and deep thrusts almost made you cum then and there.

“You liked being choked, don’t you, Y/n?” he chuckles, gripping your throat a little tighter and fucking you harder, “You said it in your blog, right? Its one of your dirty little fantasies.” He whispers. You only nod, struggling to form any sentence in your brain.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me, hmm? Letting me take over your cute little body as I ruin you,” he smirks cockily as he pounds harder, making you scream as you close your eyes tight. “Have you been dreaming about this, baby? Do you have dreams about me fucking you hard and rough like this?”

“Y-yes,” you faintly reply, scratching his back with your nails. That action made him throw his head back in pleasure, revealing his neck that had protruding veins on the sides. “I always thought that you were such a pure and innocent little girl, baby. I never thought that you’d be this dirty.” His thrusts were even roughly than before – and boy does he have good stamina.

“A-ahh, Jungkook, I’m gonna…” You can feel yourself pulsing around him again and he groans darkly, using his free hand to rub your clit harshly. “You gonna come for me again, yeah? Come on baby, you can do it.”

You were feeling so fucked out already but you want to cum for the third time today. He presses his chest on yours, both sweaty bodies colliding and as close as you could possibly get. His thrusts became sloppy, signaling that his high was close as well. “Hold it in.”

Your eyes widen at him, creasing your brows. “W-what?”

You couldn’t hold it it, you couldn’t. The way how he pounds into you makes it hard for you to prevent your cum to spill all over his member. “I-I can’t,” you shake your head. Jungkook groans, feeling how tight you’ve become. “I know you can. Fucking hold it in, baby. We’re gonna come together.”

He fucked you faster and harder until he was almost about to come, “Now, angel, cum with me.” The both of you released together and it was pure bliss. You couldn’t contain how hard your legs were trembling from how intense your orgasm was. You covered your mouth with your hand as your orgasm kept going. “S-shit, baby.” Jungkook chuckles, “You came so fucking hard.” He tilts his head to the side, admiring your exquisite body quivering from the pleasure. He removed the condom that was filled with cum and tied it, throwing it on the bin at the corner of your room. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss on your lips, trying to calm you down as he ran his hands down your sides. “Hey, hey,” he smiles, pressing down on your hips and trapping them on the mattress, “breathe, babygirl.”

You mustered out a weak smile and you giggled, “Jungkook…” you tried to form words but your body didn’t let you, you were absolutely fucked out. He laughs quietly, brushing away the strands of hair that were stuck on your forehead. “You did so good for me, really. So good.” He whispered, pressing a kiss on your lips once again.

Jungkook stands up and swoops you bridal style and carried you towards your bathroom. He sat you on top of the marble counter as he searches the cupboards for a towel. You were still breathing a little rapidly, your chest heaving up and down. He returns back to you with a towel and he cleans you up with it. The rough side of Jungkook that you had just seen has now disappeared and you were greeted with a sweet and caring side of him. “Jungkook, uh, for real…” you started, he looked at you for a mere second and continued his little duty on you, “Hmm?”

“Im sorry for, well, making that blog. I, um…I just really, really like you a lot and I couldn’t help myself.” You looked down with a blush creeping your face. You heard him scoff playfully and he made you focus your gaze at him. “Y/n, don’t be sorry about that. It’s normal for us humans to feel like that for another person, okay? I like you too.”

Your eyes widen and your heartbeat almost stops from his sudden confession, “Y-you do?”

“Yes, silly. Why would I fuck you like that if I’m not attracted to you?”

“Oh,” you begin to blush even more, making him chuckle. “You’re so cute, really, Y/n.”

“Wait, what about Taehyung though? W-what if he finds out about us?”

Jungkook smiles as he positions himself in between your legs. He pressed a gently kiss on your chin, to your nose, then up to your forehead. “Angel,” he starts, “I’ve actually told Tae countless of times how much I like her little sister.” He chuckles when your eyes enlarge once again, “he knows that I like you, and I think he’s gonna be fine with it.”

You couldn’t help but to feel a sudden relief. Thank god.

Abruptly, a loud knock on the bedroom door interrupts your mood, “Hey, assholes! I hope you know that Y/n’s room isn’t soundproof at all, and I heard everything!”

You and Jungkook looked at each other at the same time with a cheeky smile plastered on your faces, “Shit.”

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Word count: 4,027

Author’s note: This one is just smut y’all. Just pure smut.

Rows and rows of perfectly folded fabric decorated every surface. Soft pastels and bold electrics popped out every couple of spaces, but the emerald green was the overpowering flavor of the meal. It was draped all over the place. Covered in rhinestones and lace and satin. The lights were dim and seemed to flicker, almost like the light of a candle. When it was full, you assumed it must have been something that was overlooked, but being in here when it was empty made you look a little more closely.

        Lingerie by Vante had a reputation for having fantastic lingerie and the quality really couldn’t be argued, but it seemed like a shame that no one noticed the attention to detail that was put into the stores. In particular, the main store and the one that Mr. Vante himself frequented.

        He was rarely ever seen on the retail floor, barely ever seen at all, so standing there, watching him sort through an assortment of the signature emerald green sets in an emerald green suit was maybe too much culture shock for you to handle.

        “I don’t want to scare you off with something too crazy or too out there, so I think I can narrow it down to a good couple of these ones.”

        His voice was like the silk of the set he was holding. Deep and smooth and it felt like being touched for the very first time. You could feel your body buzzing with anticipation. When you had arrived earlier to get your first ever set of lingerie, you had done so alone and had thought that you would have to pick alone, possibly with the help of a female employee, but here you were being helped by the designer himself.

        “I trust that you know what you’re doing,” you said, though you didn’t remember opening your mouth to speak, but that definitely sounded like your voice.

        “So you don’t mind if they’re a little revealing?” He asked, still facing away from you.

        “Well, it’s underwear… so I guess not.”

        “Fantastic,” he said, grabbing something you couldn’t see. He turned over his shoulder, a bright rectangular smile and squinty eyes. In his arms there were three sets of expensive looking lingerie. All of which were very much out of your price range.

        “Let’s head to the dressing rooms! I think that these would fit nicely on your figure and the color is going to make you shine like the gem you are.”

        “Mr. Vante-”

        “Taehyung,” he interjected with a slight nod as he gestured in the direction of dressing rooms. You smiled and followed him, the nerves in you buzzing even faster than before.

        “Mr. Taehyung-”

        “Just Taehyung is fine, Miss Y/N.”

        “Oh uh… okay,” you agreed. “I don’t really know if I can afford such luxurious pieces.”

        “Just try them on,” Mr. Vante said as you rounded the corner to the slightly brighter dressing rooms, “if we like a style we can find you something more in your price range but the first set of Vante lingerie you try on must be in the signature color. No exceptions.”

        “But then you can’t sell those,” you pointed out as he pulled out a set of keys and opened the biggest dressing stall, the one usually reserved for the handicapped, and set down the three sets on the velvet covered bench. The mirror was decorated by chiffon drapes and dangly, sparkly, diamond things that you had seen on chandeliers.

        “Try them on in the order they’re set,” he suggested, sitting in the chair that was right outside.

        “Okay,” you answered. The soft jazz music that was playing in the background made you feel a little calmer. It let you forget for a minute that you were alone in the shop after hours. The door shut lightly behind you. You sat on the cushy bench. The scent of blackcurrant and bergamot wafted up to your nose. The scent went straight to your head and your blood. It was a heady scent. Addicting. No wonder they sold so many sets.

        Carefully you undressed, feeling a little awkward as you unhooked your bra. You hadn’t ever been naked in a place that wasn’t a house or a hotel and never with someone you hadn’t known well.

        You let the bra fall to the floor then slipped out of your already slightly soiled underwear. You felt guilty. Were you really going to put on, fresh, new, lingerie sets in the state you were in? Sure, it was rumored that Mr. Vante was into guys, but who could blame you? Anyone who had laid any eyes on him was at risk of- at the very least- falling into lust with him and you were no exception.

        Reluctantly, you slipped into an emerald green slip with black lace around the cleavage and the bottom edge. It was conservative, safe even. If you looked really closely, you could see the very tops of your nipples through the lace but it was almost not even there. You barely even considered this lingerie. It was more of a night gown. You could see your pert nipples through the silky fabric. You slipped on the matching set of black, lace underwear. You grimaced when you felt your growing arousal touch the expensive fabric.

        “Ready?” Mr. Vante asked, shaking you from your own thoughts.

        “For what?”

        “Well, in order to make sure I got the right pieces, I need to see them on you, sweetheart.”

        Your heart skipped a beat but you rationalized it in your head. If the rumors were true, then you had nothing to worry about, and there had never been any dating rumors when it came to Mr. Vante so you felt fairly secure in your assumption.

        “Oh, yeah. Right, of course! Yes… I’ll come right out.” You slipped the door open, taking a deep breath to keep the jitters at bay. When you stepped out, Mr. Vante didn’t even react. His face was calm and collected. His fingers held his chin up, his leg was crossed.

        “Turn,” he said, the emotion void from it entirely.

        You did as he said until you were facing him once again. His eyes roamed up and down your silk clad body. Your flesh burned where his eyes trailed but you did your best to fight it.

        “Change,” he said. Without another word, he shooed you with a wave of his hand. You blinked at him but did as he said, feeling slightly inadequate.

        You took off the first set and tossed it with your clothes in a semi neat folded pile. You picked up the limp and loose lace one piece. It was completely see through save for a single strip of cotton fabric where the crotch went.

        You slipped it on carefully, not wanting to accidently rip the delicate material. It fit like a glove and you marveled at Mr. Vante’s innate ability to tell your measurements without a single measuring tape. He was clearly experienced.

        “Are you in the next set sweetheart,” he called, his voice like the velvet all over the store. You could almost imagine the way that that silky voice would sound like calling out your name. Moaning between your legs.

        “Y-yeah.” Maybe thinking those kinds of thoughts weren’t the best idea.

        You opened the door again, this time, a little bit more self-conscious of the fact that he could see much more of you than you were accustomed to letting people see but you pushed it aside. He was most likely gay. There was no harm.

        He hummed this time, his eyes raking over your figure. This had been what you had had in mind when you thought of lingerie. Something sexy but not totally out of your comfort zone.

        “Turn,” he instructed again. You did so without complaint. You could feel his eyes all over your back, your shoulders that were exposed, your butt and the way it hung slightly out from under the lace.

        When you were back facing him, you expected to see him looking up at you like he had before, but instead, his eyes were firmly set on the deep V of the set. You shifted your weight from foot to foot, as his eyes moved from one boob to the other. Did they not look good in the lace?

        Then, like he had realized something, his eyes shot up to yours, his expression still blank, “Change.”

        “Does it not look good-”

        “Change,” he said again, not giving anything away.

        “Oh…okay.”

        Your heart sank. This had been a mistake. It was clear that you were disgracing his designs with your body. And you had really thought that you looked good in that last one. With a heavy heart, you pulled off the one piece and threw it to a corner, not caring where it went.

        Your eyes widened. The bra was a push up, giving you a bit more cover than the last two had, though if you looked closely, you could still kind of see through the light fabric. The panties were a mixture of lace and another, much more stretchy fabric to give it structure. What you didn’t expect was the little circle of lace that had two long satin ribbons and little clips at the end. Since you weren’t sure where it went or what it was, you simply held it in your fist just as Mr. Vante called to you again.

        “Ready yet?”

        “Mr. Vante-”

        “Taehyung, sweetheart.”

        “Taehyung,” you corrected awkwardly, “I don’t know how to put this on.” You held it up above your head, noticing a thin strand of pearls that ran vertically from the front to the back.

        “Come out sweetheart and I’ll help you.”

        You did so without question. The underwear dug between your butt cheeks, as un-sexy as that sounded, as you stepped out once again. The room felt warmer suddenly. Like someone had turned on the heater and it was pressing on your ever cell.

        You glanced over at the chair where Mr. Vante was sitting and were shocked, not that his face was still as flat as it had been the entire time, but that his green pants were tented at the crotch. He was leaning back now. His arms crossed over his stomach.

        Had you been wrong? Were all the rumors wrong? The whispers of why he had never been caught with a woman before? Maybe he was just really good at hiding his women.

        “What’s confusing you, sweetness?” He raked over your figure again. When he saw the lace in your hands, his eyes widened with recognition.

        “Oh, Sweetheart, this goes on before the underwear. Up to your waist.” You stared at the pearl line right down the center and balked.

        “So this thing-”

        “Goes right in your pretty little honey pot,” he said, standing suddenly and walking closer to you, “it’s probably as sweet tasting as it smells.”

        He took the fabric in your hands out of it. He held it by the beads that you just then noticed weren’t entirely round, but bumpy and slightly yellowed. You may not have a lot of money, but you knew that those pearls weren’t fake.

        “Would you like me to help you, Sweetness?”

        He breathed down your neck. You felt all the hairs on the nape of your neck stand on end. Your head was fuzzy. You must be dreaming. Why would someone so successful and good looking want anything to do with you?

        “He-help?”

        “I thought you would never ask,” he whispered in your ear. The music took a turn for the sexy. It slowed much more. A sultry voice. Filtered through the invisible speakers. You got a whiff of the same scent that had come out of the cushion in the dressing room with what you couldn’t possibly mistake as some sort of musk. It was coming from Mr. Vante.

        “Spread your legs for me, Sweetheart.”

        It was like you weren’t even controlling your body. You were on strings and his voice was the puppet master. You did as he said. No hesitation. No remorse. All obedience. It was the power he exuded.

        Without pausing, Mr. Vante hooked two fingers on either side of your hips and pushed the underwear off your frame. You should be embarrassed, being so bare to a complete stranger, your core dripping wet, but you felt comfortable. Like this was what you were meant to be doing this whole time.

        “Step out of them,” he said and you complied. You looked over at his face, a bit nervous that he would be upset that you had ruined a pair of his carefully crafted panties but the slightest smile pulled at his rose tinted lips when he saw the arousal on the fabric.

        “I’m going to help you put this on, ok?”

        You nodded your head as he kneeled down in front of you. His face was level with your center. His eyes fixated on it, like it was the most beautiful silk fabric he had ever laid eyes on. Without warning, Mr. Vante leaned in and at the very beginning of your slits set his lips atop it. You could feel that his lips were slightly open. The warmth evident against your skin. You braced yourself to feel his tongue but were disappointed when he pulled away, a thin strand of your arousal clinging at his bottom lip. He let his tongue slip out and collect the clear wetness and hummed, satisfied.

        “I was right. Just as sweet.”

        Without waiting for a response, he held out the lace fabric, like a parent helping to dress a toddler and looked at you expectantly. You placed one foot on either side of the pearl strand then held onto his shoulders as he shimmied it up your smooth skin. When it was up to your waist, he let go and reached between your legs where the pearls rested atop your slit. With ease and gentleness, he spread your slit and let the stones settle between . They were hard and cold against your center. You shifted slightly, making the pearls shift between your folds and you winced. The contact on your clit was unexpected but welcome.

        “How does that feel Sweetheart?”

        You looked down at Mr. Vante, his pupils blown wide as he watched you adjust to the undergarments. He looked overjoyed.

        “It um…It feels good Mr-uh Taehyung.”

        “I was hoping you would like it. Let’s finish the set then,” he pulled the underwear up making you step into them and pulled them up your legs. It held the pearls in place as you moved, again stimulating your sensitive clit. You jumped slightly as he snapped the elastic against your hip and settled the two ribbons in front of them.

        “Usually,” he kissed one of your thighs, “we’d connect these to some stockings,” he kissed the other thighs, “but since we’re just trying it on just for style, we can keep it like this for now.”

        He pressed another open mouthed kiss to your center, teasing you. A twinkle in his eyes gave it away as he pressed multiple kisses to your exposed skin still kneeling before you.

        “Get down here, Sweetheart,” he said, pulling you down so you were sitting on his bent legs. You felt his, clothed, member pressed against your slits. It was rock hard, like he had been turned on for a while with no solution.

        The pearls rubbed against your clit harder then, pushed against it. The texture was delicious. It was different enough to keep it interesting but not too different that it would stop the pleasure.

        “What are you doing Taehyung?” You asked. His hands rested on your hips. There was an inch of space between your face and his. The slight smile from before was still on his lips.

        “Well, I thought you might like a full preview of what this set can do when used as it’s meant to be used.”

        He pulled your hips down and thrust his hips up to meet them. Another shot of gratification traveled up to your stomach. Your skin started to perpetrate slightly. You were burning up. The motion at your core continued to stimulate you. You bit your lips, hoping that he couldn’t hear the little whimpers that were coming from your throat.

        “See,” he grunted slightly as he thrust up towards your entrance again, “the pearls are hand-picked- umgh- and are placed so that they- ugh- hit the woman’s clitoris,” he moaned softly, his eyes rolling back in his head, “and makes it easier for inexperienced men to please their partners.”

        You were struck silly as he spread up his thrusts, his fingers were digging into your hips, probably bruising your skin but it was worth it. You only wished he would fill you up somehow. Would it be weird to ask? This was all new territory for you.  

        “But for someone like me,” he pushed your hips around his hard bulge, “it’s just an added bonus.”

        He let his hands fall to your exposed ass. He gave it a squeeze with both hands before he let them trail lower. He used the hand still on your butt to push you closer to his body, his lips were so close to yours that it felt like he was pulling you to them.

        You were so distracted by the way that his lips called to you that you hadn’t felt when he had pushed your underwear aside. It was when two of his long fingers pushed past the wet muscles between your legs.

        Like the expert he seemed to be, he found the spot within your walls in record time. He pushed against it, never stopping his hips against yours. A wonton squelch echoed in your ears as he continued to push against the perfect spot within you. A blush rose to your cheeks, not used to being so wet or so turned on.

        “It looks like the set is working well,” he said with a chuckle. He gave one particularly good thrust that had the beads between your lower lips pulsating. You were already close. You were already at the precipice of pleasure. He was magical. Talented. In more areas than one.

        “Wonderfully,” you gasped out. It was getting hard having to hold yourself up. Your knees were starting to hurt from being bent but you weren’t willing to give up what was building to be an unimaginable orgasm.

        Taehyung’s lips locked onto your jaw, biting at the skin and kissing so softly it was almost nonexistent. Your eyes feel shut as your orgasm hit you hard over the head. Your mouth hung open and Mr. Vante took the opportunity to suck at the bottom one, running his tongue over your teeth.

        “Ah- Tae-Taehyung I…”

        “That’s it, Sweetness. Say my name.”

        You felt him push harder against the spot inside of you. Your body convulsed in his grasp. You only saw hot white and nothing more. Overstimulation set in suddenly and you tried to push him off of you but he held you in place, thrusting his hips and kissing your bruised lips.

        “One more, Sweetheart. Give me one more and then I’ll let you go.”

        You nodded, his fingers sped up. He nibbled on your lip and took the cheek in his hand and used it to push you onto him harder. Your orgasm built up much quicker than the one before and it hit you harder as well.

        You couldn’t help but moan loudly as he pushed you over the edge again. Your body convulsed in his hold. He slowed his fingers inside of you but only pulled them out when your walls stopped squeezing him in.

        Slowly and carefully, he pushed you off his lap and helped you lay on the carpeted floor. You held yourself up on your elbows, your knees up in the air and your legs still spread wide. When Taehyung was sure you were settled, he unzipped his emerald pants and pulled out his long, pulsating member. Your eyes went wide with shock.

        He started to pump himself into his hands. His eyes raked over your whole body hungrily. He looked like a tiger ready to strike and you were a juicy steak just for him. He fixed his gaze on your core which was so wet you were dripping.

        “Keep those legs spread, Sweetness.” He bucked into his enormous hand. Precum was running down his shaft. He pulled the two fingers that were in your center up to his nose. He took a big breath then sucked them into his mouth. He savored your flavor. His eyes rolling into his head as he popped them out of his mouth.

        “That’s it,” he groaned, reaching over to your sensitive slits and scooped more of your essence onto his long digits.

        “You’re so good, Sweetness. Where have you been hiding from me?”

        “Taehyung,” you groaned as he scooped more of your juices onto his fingers after sucking off the rest. A vein on the underside of his dick rose dangerously. You could basically see it pulsing as he neared his own end.

        “Yes, Sweetheart?”

        But you had nothing to say. You were so entranced by the way his hand moved up and down his shaft that your mind went blank. You could almost feel it inside you. The burn it was sure to give you and the speed he could surly fuck into your needy-

        “I’m so close,” he said through gritted teeth, “Show me your breasts baby.”

        Without hesitating, you unclipped the bra and tossed it aside so that your nipples were out in the open. Taehyung’s head fell heavily between his shoulders. He gave himself two more languid pumps then he hesitated and white hot cum poured out of him like a river.

        It ran over his hand and onto his emerald green suit. What a shame.

        When he came down from his high, he reached into his back pocket and pulled out an emerald pocket hanky that he used to wipe up the ejaculation. Without a second thought, he threw it into the garbage.

        “How do you feel, Sweetness? You like the model I picked out for you?”

        Taehyung helped you sit up, the pearls shifted again between your legs and you gasped, still too sensitive.

        “Yeah Mr. Vante… Taehyung.” He helped you to your feet, his eyes on your chest. He reached for a nipple and flicked it lightly. He leaned down, his eyes trailed on yours as he licked and sucked it into his lips.

        “Taehyung,” you groaned, letting your hand wrap into his hair. He pulled away with a loud pop before he straightened up to his full height. He smiled at you the way he had earlier when he was picking out your sets.

        “What do you say we move this party to my place, Sweetheart? Then I can really show you what my lingerie can do.”

        “That wasn’t it?” You asked completely floored as his eyes twinkled. He chuckled cutely, grabbing one of your hands and placing it on his cheek so he could kiss your palm.

        “That was just the beginning,” he assured. He let go of you and picked up the bra that you had discarded but didn’t make you put it on again.

        “Go put on the slip over this and we can head out, Sweetheart. That is, if you want to come along.”

        “Are you serious? I always heard that you were gay-” you snapped a hand over your lips, scared you had offended him but Taehyung was laughing, no sign of offence in sight.

        “So you’ve heard the rumors too haven’t you?”

        “I’m so sorry.”

        “Don’t worry about it,” he said, his eyes darkening, “I’ll prove to you I’m not, Sweetheart.”          He pulled you into his chest. Your boobs pressed against the material of his vest. Your core was ready to go once more and your brain was buzzing as you looked up at him, trapped in his strong arms.

       He kissed a spot on your cheek as you took the matching bra back. On the tag was his name and in big, bright letters, the line name Dynamite stared up at you.

American Mate (5) - Extended Scenting Scene (M)

Paring: Hybrid!BTS Ot7 x Plus-sized Human FemReader

Status: Ongoing series

Chapter number: N/A THIS IS AN EXTENDED SCENE FROM CHAPTER 5, FEATURING THE BTS MAKNAE LINE.

Word count: 2,438 (only on Patreon)

Genre: Hybrid Playmate Au inspired by works created by @yoongiofmine

Hello, dearest readers! I thank you all for your patience while I am recovering from my hospital visit and while I am waiting to have surgery. Not to forget my broken foot and all the fun that has been. Even though I still feel like crap-o-la, I decided to do my best and treat my lovely Patreon Membership Holders to an exclusive extended scene. I will give you a teaser.

Warnings: NOT BETA READ!! This extended scene is SMUT. Everything is on top of clothes, though, and very much about scenting, but there is BDSM involved with Dom!Taehyung, sub!Jimin and sub!Jungkook. There is sensory deprivation and furniture/objectification play. Biting, licking, scenting, use of pet names (minnie love and baby bun), hair pulling, maybe exhibitionism (if you count someone on the other side of a divider)... I think that is all.

Being the center of Jimin’s affection is one thing, but when Jungkook joins in, Alpha Tae knows he has to find a way to gain the upper hand. 

Jungkook leans in as much as he can in the van's cramped space to access the Tiger’s scent glands on his neck, but the angle is wrong. A soft whine pulls from the youngest, alerting the other two Alphas of the unhappy mate. 

Both snap their attention to the bunny, who shivers under their intense gaze. Backing into the corner with one knee on the bench, Jungkook pouts and crosses his arms. 

Taehyung moves first, unbuckling his seatbelt as Jimin climbs off and sits on the floorboards to watch. The Alpha tiger’s eyes shine crystal blue, pinning his prey, his mate, in his place on the bench.  

Any prey hybrid, especially a bunny, in their right mind, would be running for their life if a predator, much less a Southwestern African Tiger, was stocking them in such a confined space. However, Jungkook simply raised his eyebrow and bit his bottom lip, enticing the older Alpha.

“Looks like our mate here was feeling left out, minnie love,” Alpha Tae growls while he cages the young one.

TO BE CONTINUED ON PATREON

If you want to read the full extension, you must hold a Patreon membership.

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Kinktober Day 1!

First day was just posted! I combined the prompts gags and threesome and used a random name generator to choose the grouping ;)

It’s called Be Quiet, with sub+bottom Seokjin, dom+top Namjoon and dom+bottom Taehyung :D

It’s short at the moment as I wrote it in limited time so I will probably come back and extend it :))

Check it out on AO3

Syllabus of Secrets - JJK

Summary: You have been crushing hard on your hot English professor, Jeon Jungkook for months. When nothing seems to work when you do everything to get his attention, totally fed up and desperate, you decides to go all out: submitting a smutty story for for your English project, pouring all your fantasies about him into it.

Pairing: Professor!jungkook x Student!reader

Genre: Smut

Warning: Dirty talk, unprotected sex (DO NOTTTT) degradation, name calling, fingering, spanking, rough sex, smut reading, office sex, dom!jk, sub!oc, student x professor, reader sends Jk a smut report, basically porn but in words.

Word count: 2.4K+

Writer: riri⛓️

Note: this is my first writing omggg. i have absolutely NO experience in writing, i just love to write hahaha. i hope y’all love this. please let me know how you feel about this one shot. please leave your suggestions and do tell me if there’s anything i can do to improve my writing. there’s always a room for improvement. anywayssss i hope you like it haha <33

DEBUT POST!!!!

You have been lusting after a certain someone for months now.

The cold-hearted English professor, Mr Jeon, had always been the definition of sexy. He is someone who can make ANYONE fold by just one look. He had always been on your mind since the semester began.  Always dressed sharply in a suit with a tie and a perfectly kept haircut, his sharp eyes seemed to cut through you whenever you spoke.

As you paced through the hallway, you remind yourself that he has never acknowledged your achievements in class, even when you’ve answered his questions with confidence, or aced another test. Again.

You've been doing everything you could to be noticed by him. Even if it meant giving him looks, yes, not the innocent ones, or dressing on a tight top, hoping, you’ll gain his attention.

You swore you’d do ANYTHING to make him notice you.

And so you did…

You decided to get a little creative with your last project. You know you went too far by writing an erotic article for your English project. The writing was impressive, with your use of descriptive adjectives helping to bring the scenes to life.

And guess what? He did notice the lewd piece of project you submitted. Now that he’s called you to his office, you’re nervous. You’re sure the cold man is going to chastise you for your suggestive writing, but you can’t help but be turned on by just the thought of him.

You pace through the hallway that leads you to his office, with your heart pounding  unsure of what kind of reception you’ll get from him. Now it’s either you risk a bad grade, or you take the risk of him being completely disgusted by you. You brace yourself and knock the door before turning the knob.

You peek in through the door, and a pair of cold eyes already welcome you, as you make your way inside the office.

“Sit down.” He said coldly.

 You gulp nervously and take a seat, maintaining eye contact with the handsome professor. His strong manly scent invades your senses, and his dark aura makes you you even more nervous, which doesn’t help the situation. He pulls out some papers and places them in front of you as his eye pierce through your soul.

“Miss Y/N. This… this is an analysis of English romanticism. But you know that, don’t you?”  He says, pointing at your English ‘project’.

“Sweetheart I’ve been overlooking your shamefull behaviour in my class for far too long, I see that my tolerance is now embolding you.” He adds.

“Mr Jeon I-”

“Let me be VERY clear that is a university, not a strip club. It is wildly inappropriate of you to wear those short skirts to my class and it is even more inappropriate for you to to be spreading your legs during my lecture to demonstrate your ‘lack of undergarments’ to me.” He cut you off, looking pissed, only making your jaw drop in surprise.

“I thought I might be imagining things but then you come in and hand me THIS SMUT for my feedback.” he adds, glaring at you.

“I-It was piece of my creative writing, nothing more, Mr Jeon.” You add, as you gulp nervously, looking at him with the most innocent eyes. He narrows his eyes at you, and exhales heavily.

“You are an audacious little minx, aren’t you?”

Your lips form a thin line as you look down at the floor. “I swear, it was nothing like that, Mr Jeon.”

“Drop the act you little whore!” Jungkook warned as he slowly walks towards you.

“Tell me, what do youi think happens when you tease your professor all this semester? What do you think happens when you spend your eyes glazed over my lecture? Playing with the hem of your skirt, teasing your lips with the tip of your pen as if their inclination is to wrapped around something.” He adds, making his way towards you.

“What do you think that does to me, you naughty little slut? What do you think it makes me imagine doing things to you.” He spoke in a low murmur, brushing away a strand of hair from your face.

“N-nothing.” You replied, biting on your lower lip, continuing to avoid eye contact with him.

“NO REALLY, TELL ME. I am your English professor, sweetheart. And we use words here. BIG DESCRIPTIVE WORDS, full of imagery.” He orders, as he kept his gaze on you. “And look at me when i talk to you, slut!”

Your eyes nervously find the way to his as you reply in a soft murmur. “That you’d want to fuck me…?”

Your reply only makes him chuckle mockingly. “Youre so cute. Is that all you think I’d do to you? I’d just fuck you? HOW UNIMAGINITIVE..”

He picks up the pages of your article and starts to flip pages. You swore you saw an evil glint in his eyes. “Lets see what you’ve written in your papers, don’t we?”

“You don’t think i’d ‘desecrate’ your needy cunt until you loose your mind?”

“Or how about offer you the ‘sips of divinity’ with the weeping tip of my cock until you’re drunk with lust?” He looks at you, his lips forming an evil smirk. “So my aspiring little y/n, is that what you want me to do to you?”

Shit.

You stare into those eyes, unsure of what to say, though you’ve been practically dying for this. You just nibble nervously on you lips and try to speak but your words get caught in your throat. Your face is flushed with embarrassment.

“I can see you’re too flustered to answer, Y/N. That’s alright for now, we’ll help that innocent mouth of yours to catch up with your deliciously vulgar mind soon enough. In the mean time how about you use your body to show me what you want?”

“W-what do you mean, Mr jeon?” You're shocked by his request and struggle to process what he's asking you to do.

“Sit on my desk with your legs spread. NOW.” Jungkook commanded, as he studies your body, waiting for you to stand up.

You hesitantly get up but a strong arm grabs you by the wrists and pulls you towards him. He's much stronger than you'd realized, and he easily lifts you onto the table behind you.

Jungkook stands over you, his eyes blazing with desire, as he slips his hand under your skirt until you feel his fingers lingering over your pantie’s waistband. Your mind is hazy as you feel it slipping down your thighs, leaving you exposed, feeling extremely aroused as you hear him and in a husky voice.

“Go on. let’s see if you’re more than just a tease. finger yourself, sweetheart. I want to see how desperate that needy little cunt of yours is.”

Following his orders almost immediately, you desperately start to touch yourself, inserting your finger deep in your already wet cunt, shamelessly moaning over your own fingers. Your lewd noises only made Jungkook smirk.

“While you shamelessly dive your fingers knuckle deep in that luscious little pussy of yours, i’ll dive deeper into the precious dirty mind of yours. Let’s see what other silly little fantasies you’ve written here, why don’t we?”

He smirked as he pulled those papers out, yet again. He cleared is throat, and started reading out loud.

“He towered over me with an obscene grandiosity, like some great erotic deity. his turgid member eclipsed my vision as the sun does the sky.” He laughs mockingly, continuing

“And look at this…. I felt an exhorting rush of pleasure as he pushed greedily into me, and again, penetrating my inner walls.”

He sighs and looks at you. “You know, if he’s already pushed into you, how is he further penetrating? you know what? I don’t even have the patience for this one.” He throws away the sheets as he looks to deep into your eyes, sending shivers down your spine.

“Your over use of adjectives is TERRIBLY self indulging, you know?” He stated.

You stared at him like a statue, completely silent. You took a deep breath as you finally mustered up the courage to reply. “My apologies Mr Jeon, but i think my project was a—”

“Hey hey hey!” He cut you you in middle as his face darkens and and he stands up abruptly. “Did you just stop fingering yourself, little slut!?”

And before you could answer, he grabbed you by your thighs, and pulled you towards him, your dripping needy cunt in display.

“You’re such a good student but you really are useless in fucking yourself properly. Look, I’ll show you how to do it!”

You let out a shriek as he shoved his long fingers inside you without warning, fucking your wet pussy in a ruthless pace. Your body started to shiver because of the vibrating sensation and the satisfaction his fingers were providing you.

“Oh fuck!” You let out a muffled moan, as you gripped his shoulder with one hand, and balancing yourself in the top of the table from the other.

“You like that, whore?” Jungkook asked, watching your lewd face, with drool covering your chin, fucking your cunt as fast as ever. You nodded in response, only to earn a merciless pinch in your clit by him, causing you whimper.

“WORDS! I NEED WORDS YOU LITTLE FUCKTOY!” Jungkook growled, fastening the pace of his hands, causing you loose your mind.

“Y-y-yes, i like when you finger m-me like a d-dirty slut i am, Mr J-jeon.” You managed to answer, which was quite brave after the merciless treatment you were getting by Jungkook’s fingers.

Jungkook smirked as he pinched your nipple, and continues to finger fuck you. “This is how a stupid little whore like you should be fingered. Roughly. Relentlessly. Ruthlessly.”

Feeding his ego and his arousal only more, you whimpered shamelessly, your legs shaking, as you feel a familiar knot forming in your stomach. You bite down on your lower lip to suppress your moans, but the fingering did nothing to your favor.

“Mr Jeon i t-think i am close…”

Jungkook glanced at you, and seeing your ruined face with smudged mascara and lipstick, with drool covered in your chin, he knew you were close.

“You cum very easily don’t you? Such a slut.” He scoffs. “You don’t get to cum on my fingers. I want you to cum on my cock, like you imagined me, in your fanstasies.”

He pulls his fingers out, and you only frown in response.

“Cmon, be a good girl and clean my fingers for me. I will reward you with my ‘turgid member’ soon after.”

He shoved his dripping fingers on your mouth as you tasted yourself on his fingers, You sucked and licked his fingers clean, as if your life depended on it, earning a smirk from him.

“Good girl. Now get up, and bend over facing the desk, with your legs spread apart.” He commanded as he helped you get up, and placed you in the position. He grabbed your hips as he thrusted roughly into your pussy, and started moving in a ruthless pace.

“O-oh my g-god Mr Jeon” You whimpered in pain and pleasure, as your one hand gripped his shoulder tightly, and the other rested on the table, to keep your balance. Your lewd noises only fed his ego and arousal, as he smirked maintaining the pace.

“This is how fucking sluts like you deserve to be fucked! Until you’re all swollen. Until you’re all numb. Until you forget why were you even here in the first place. and oh….” He landed a harsh spank on your ass, making you gasp in pleasure.

“Until you start to treat your professor properly. Until you forget every word of your pompous vocabulary.”

“I-i promise to be good Mr J-jeon..” You manage to mumble, as he continued to brutally punish your needy cunt.

“Oh you will, little bitch! You will be a good little whore for your professor. That’s what you get for being such a tease.”

You throw your head back as the familiar feeling of a knot in your stomach starts to overtake your mind again. You knew you wont be able to last long. “I-i am close, Mr Jeon!” You moaned out, only to earn a stinging sensation of a spank in your ass again.

“Be a good fucking slut and wait for me to cum too. Can you do that Y/N? can you do that? Hmmm?”

You nodded as you closed your eyes, trying to control your orgasm but the feeling of pleasure with his strong thrusts makes it unable to do so. You try to hold yourself as much as you could, while he started to fondle with your breasts, teasing the tip of your nipples with his thumb, making it only harder for you.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, you know that Y/N? Good little slut.” He smashed his lips against yours, as he kissed you with all his might, his lips gradually trailing to your collarbone and then to your breasts. He started to suckle on your nipple, earning a loud moan from you.

“That’s it baby, be a good babygirl and cum for me. i am close too.” He declared, as he started to pinch your nipples, driving you over the edge with his manic pace.

“Fuck fuck fuck, i think i am cumming!”

“Go on little whore! milk my cock! show me how filthy you are. Cum for me!”

You feel a wave of pleasure wash over you, your toes curling and your vision blurry. Feeling you shudder and start to cum, Jungkook increases the intensity of his thrusts. You feel his member twitch as you knew he’s close. With one final thrust, he released his hot cum inside you, pulsing with each thrust. "Fuck," he grunts out between breaths.

His head rested against your shoulder, you both were breathing heavily, your sweaty bodies intertwined. After a few minutes, he pulled out of you with a wet pop, his cum dripping out of your walls. He grabbed a box of tissues from his drawer, and cleaned himself and your dripping, utterly spent core.

While you try to regain your composure, Jungkook helps you stand up and fix your clothes.

“T-thankyou professor.” Is all you could say, noticing his gesture.

“It’s alright, Miss Y/N.” Jungkook nodded, helping you to get on your feet. Just as you were about to leave, He called out.

“Miss Y/N, you know, whenever you need help, you can always approach me. You know where to find me…”

A red tint crept up on your face, as you nodded. “I will, professor. Have a good day” and exited his office.

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manhandled you, kth

he wanted to manhandle you from behind fuck you hard as he shove his fingers deep in your mouth, making you whimpers as you drool all over his fingers.

⇥ pairing : taehyung x f.reader

⇥ genre : smut

⇥ rating : 18+

⇥ words : 1.8k

⇥ warnings : dom!taehyung, bigcock!taehyung, sub!reader, rough-sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, spank, edging, overstimulation, fingering, penetration, kinky play, biting, hair pulling, hickeys, boobs play, doggy style.

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Taehyung groaned near your ears as you clenched around his long fingers, shoved inside of you. “You’re such a slut,” Taehyung chuckled, stared deep at you as you arched your back, mouth hanging opened, eyes shut close. “T-Tae,” You squirmed under his touch.

He pulled his fingers out from you and stood to his feet. You whined loudly when he withdrew his fingers off from you but before you can even open your eyes, you gasped when a harsh slap landed on the side of your thighs. “You have the nerve to whine, pup?” Taehyung's deep, horse voice horrified you for a mere second but your adrenaline rushed to your veins, your heart thumped so fast. Somewhat excited whenever he went all rough with you.

You bite your lower lips, glanced up at your man. His eyes darkened, traveled on every inch of your naked body. His stare made you clenched your legs unexpectedly, “Who gave you order to close your legs?”

Your breath hitched when Taehyung pulled you by your ankle to the end of the bed. Your crotch slammed against his hard bulge, your pussy was unbearable so sensitive that you let out a loud moan due to the impact.

You shrieked when Taehyung pushed you to your front against the mattress, hovered your back with his hard chest before tugging your hair. “You want me to treat you like this, pup?” You moaned, responded to his words. You cant mutter any words when you had to undergo intolerable torture from him.

“Ahh-Taehyung-” You squirmed under him when he grinds his hips over your ass. His cock was hard and thick against you. “Please, Taehyung-” You supported your upper body with your elbow when he pulled your hair, even more, your mouth agape when Taehyung licked your earlobe, nibbled them as he continued to grind over your entrance from behind.

“I don't know should I give my cock to you?” You felt your inside clenched, your wetness started to threaten to fluid over your hole. You swear his dirty talk always got you and spice everything even further. You moaned when he sucked in your collarbone, nibbled them softly. “Y-yes, I’m a-a good girl,” You whispere, you wriggled your ass against his crotch to get the friction as you can't hold it anymore.

“Ahh!” You yelled when Taehyung grasped hard your hair as he groped your boobs hard from behind. Your breath quickened as Taehyung bite your neck, left quite a lot of love marks all over your skin. “You only get what I gave to you, slut.”

You turned your head when Taehyung abruptly stood up from you, his warmth over your back faded but for only seconds before he grabbed you like weight nothing and positioned you in doggy on the side of the bed. You were too frightened to even look or glance at him as you know you need to be a good girl for him to make him give his cock and please you.

You heard his belt clank over the floor, you stay put even you were eagerly anticipating for it but before you could prosess, you were being filled with his warm, thick, hard and long cock. “Ugh-fuck!” Taehyung cursed, gripped the side of your waist harded.

A drawn-out whine tumbled from your lips at the new stretch, you rolled your eyes back. The wetness from your inside made it easy for Taehyung to move and he was thankful for that – as he was too eager to wait longer than a few seconds to fuck you.

Your fingers struggled to clutch something as he plunged against you at an almost brutal pace. Each snap of his hips pushing your body further forward, only for him to drag you back toward him. Loud cries and muffles left your lips that you bet anyone who were near the house would able to hear your screams only if it was not because you were doing it inside Taehyung’s luxurious penthouse.

Taehyung loves it, though. It fueled his growing ego. Chants of his name falling from your pretty lips, looked insanely wrecked under him as you beg for him. He was so proud to be able to make you in such a state. There was a look of ecstasy on his face and listened with rapture your moans got louder and louder each times his cock deep inside of you. “Taehyung, p-please h-harder..”

"Fuck. This greedy little cunt," Taehyung grunted, his thumb effortlessly found your clit through the wet mess between your legs, rubbing it slowly. "You wanna cum, pup? All over my cock this time?"

A frantic bob of your head and a whiny 'please' was provoking him to reach for your hips. Handily, Taehyung lifted your body from the position to stand over your knees, you arched your back as he manhandled you from behind. His cock still shoved deep inside of you. His hips rut against yours with much more passion in this standing position. Your messy moans were shut up by Taehyung’s fingers shoved inside your mouth. “want me to go harder, huh baby?”

His big arms wrapped under your boobs, maintained you in place. His face buried in the crook of your neck, your walls squeeze around him tightly as you feel the pressure build in your stomach again. You were all drooling over his fingers as he thrust inside of your hole with animalistic rhythm. His stamina always amazed you. You leaned back your head over his broad shoulder, cried out as you reached your orgasm, you body trembled in his arms.

Taehyung fucked you through the entire thing, not slowing down until he felt his release approaching. Your hole tightened and his thrust becoming sloppy while he pulled your body tighter against him. The feeling of his thick ropes of cum coating your inside had your senses waking up, that paired with the slow drag of his cock inside of you had your legs stiffened again.

He reached your clit again as he twirled the little bud and rocked his cock inside of you, his right palms smothered your boobs, twisted your hardened nipple, astonished by how his cock hit straight to your sweet spots. You clenched your legs again before another tiny orgasm washed over you. So slightly that perhaps Taehyung wouldn't notice it if he hadn't paid attention – but of course, he was.

"Did you just cum again?" He asked with soft laugh, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Lips sucked against the side of your neck as he reached your chin and gave a longing kiss. You tried to hide the sheepish grin that fought to take over your lips. "It felt good... you cumming, inside."

A triumphant grin takes over his features, leaned over you to press a lingering kiss to your lips. "Let's keep it in then," He murmured against your mouth and you were confused for a second of what he meant as he laid you on your front then he pulled out; his fingers quick to meet your entrance, shoved his cum back inside of you, he slowly turned you to your back as his eyes stared at your reaction

Your body twitched with overstimulation, but you let him to stuff you with his cum, not able to deny how hot it was. Especially the look of concentration on his face, careful not to miss a drop. Once he was satisfied, he secured your panties back in place patting his hand over your crotch playfully.

"You better keep it in there. Gonna fuck it out of you later.”

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. 

“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. 

“Like you?” Woo-shik chuckled bitterly. “She has a boyfriend!” He playfully hit Sungho’s knee. As they got up and wrestle with each other drunkenly, Taehyung questioned why he was there in the first place. Sungho and Woo-shik were Seokjin’s old friends and have been close with the boys. Two of them used to be married, but now they were just drinking buddies for the BTS members. 

“Yeah, just like me. Her boyfriend can eat my dick. She is my wife.” Sungho hiccuped. “She slept with me yesterday, just like the old days.” The older man said while pouring up another shot glass. 

“You were the first one who cheated. Stop being a cry-baby.” Jimin uttered bitterly, he was annoyed how the two men spoke lowly about their old partners. 

“No, Jimine, don’t be so sure. When you get a wife, you’ll understand.” Sungho drank his glass in one go. “Your wife can always leave you. But the mother of your children will never do that.” The words echoed in Taehyung’s head. Maybe because of a couple of soju he had. “Look, Haneul divorced me, but she has to be with me every single Sunday. She does everything for our son. And by that-'' The man hiccupped once again “-She will always be around me- She will never move on.” Sungho laughed disgustingly and Jimin didn’t answer the poor man.

“If you had have fucked a baby into her, she would still be around you.” Sungho winked at Woo-shik and down the remainders in the green bottle. Jimin huffed and got up. Meanwhile, the words keep getting repeated in his head, your wife can always leave you. But the mother of your children will never do that…

“So she has a boyfriend, huh?” Seokjin nodded his head, it was obvious that he was drunk too. Taehyung remembered Sungho’s wife—well, ex-wife, from a couple of pictures from Seokjin’s university life. She was a nice girl, he never knew what she found good in this man.

“Yeah, for now. She can have some toys- but she is my wife.” Sungho kept saying his mantra, she is my wife. Seokjin chucked, “She was hot.” His eyes were locked on the red carpet at the ground. 

“She was. She is still fucking hot— now that she is a manager, she became even hotter. My wife…” Sungho agreed, eyes closed, hand clutching the bottle in front of him. “She still wears my ring. She says it is because people flirt with her- Hah- they always did. She was always so pretty, but mine to play with…”

Woo-shink sighed in a similar position, eyes closed holding a soju bottle, “I could never do that to her. She never wanted to be a mother.” He shrugged.

“Yeah, yeah, they always say that, and then, hop on to your dick and ride it to the sunset to get pregnant.” Sungho touched his wedding band, smirking, eyes still closed. 

Yoongi scoffed from where he was sitting, “That’s right. You just gotta give them enough dick or else they start looking for one. You gotta simp them, make them feel in control, then fuck them into madness.” He slurred while closing his eyes. “Do you remember the bob cut?” He asked Jimin, and Jimin nodded. Then, Yoongi turned to Woo-shik and Sungho, “I had a girl six months ago. She was mental. Once, she destroyed everything in my bedroom because I was too busy working.” Taehyung had never seen the girl but heard a lot about it. “She would always complain and scream at me when I had to work. One day I let her do anything to me.” Yoongi scoffed, “She got on top of me and rode me for hours, crying about how good I was to her. For months, I let her do anything to me— not that she did anything other than riding me. Then, I fucked her like a bitch, she actually cried for more and she stuck along for months just because I gave her a nice dick. So, if you want your woman to stay by your side, you gotta serve her a good sex.” 

Taehyung felt super uncomfortable talking about another woman’s sexual life, his stomach was filled with delicious food and a few shots of alcohol, but he felt nauseous thinking about his hyung having sex. 

He also missed you a lot too. It was why he was upset. He preferred to spend his Thursday nights in your arms, but there he was, listening to a whiny man saying your wife can always leave you. But the mother of your children will never do that and another saying you gotta simp bro.

 If he was with you, you would cuddle him in front of the large TV and keep kissing his face and neck. If he is lucky, you would wrestle with him a bit and land on his dick for the night. Date nights were Monday afternoons, but you were insatiable on Thursdays too

“Do you guys have any updates? We can’t continue listening to you guys’ amazing relationship tips.” Seokjin looked at the other guys.

“Tell that to my asshole,” Woo-shik groaned. “You will understand when the chick you are with runs away for a better dick and you- oh god-” Finally, he stopped talking and ran to the bathroom.

Taehyung thought about what Woo-shik said while he was throwing up in the bathroom. He was kinda right, wasn’t he?

There were always better dicks outside, even in his case, plenty of better dicks. Dicks that can take you out to dinner, dicks that could hold your hand outside, dicks that could enter the same car as you, dicks that you could tell your friends that he was your boyfriend. Taehyung couldn’t do anything normal with you. There was always a scare of getting caught. You would be very fitting if you left him for a better dick. But you couldn’t leave him if he fucked a baby into you… Right?

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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.

He looked around the open dining area, the kitchen counter was shining as the moonlight glazed over it, and the marble dining table was free of clutter, just decorated with a minimal runner and some plants.

The long grey linen curtains were closed tightly over another cotton curtain as this open window looked over to the busy road. A similar fabric was apparent somewhere else too. As always numerous jars of yoghurts were wrapped up in a blanket very similar to the linen curtains. 

As Taehyung entered the open kitchen area, a pungent lemony smell lingered. It was probably the new surface cleaner you bought. Lemon for summer, pomegranate for winter.

Other than yoghurt jars, the countertop was clutter-free and spotless. No dishes were in sight that annoyingly asked for attention. The bins were emptied out, the diffuser was plugged in and most probably empty.

Taehyung made his way to the living room where he was granted the same cosy feeling. The humongous black couch was at its best version. Its pillows were fluffed, most probably a packet of lint roller was used to clean Yeontan’s fur. Did he mention that the couch smelt amazing? 

Taehyung had a business meeting for the upcoming venture of HYBE, and later, he went drinking with his friends. He felt filthy. His clothes were sticking to layers of sweat and he was utterly tired. He didn’t have the energy to lift a finger and yet he was standing in your shared closet with a raging boner. 

He entered the walk-in closet slowly, looking at the abundance of his clothes. His shelves were overflowing next to your side. You didn’t like having a lot of clutter, saying it occupied your mind heavily even if you have one pair of jeans that was rarely used. But that didn’t mean that your style was boring; quite the opposite, with colourful dresses, shirts and pants with many high heels, and tasteful pieces of jewellery, Taehyung enjoyed your style very much even though he looked too classic next to you. Your pink and red playful dresses always looked so adolescent next to his heavy Gucci outfits. Also, he loved how your style changed over time. As you become more mature, the flower prints slowly turn into plaids.  But those cute short dresses that drove him crazy were still there, tucked in corners. 

How would you look in maternity clothes, he couldn’t help but wonder. He would buy you all sorts of maternity clothes to make you feel comfortable in your changing body and worship your body. 

Taehyung kept looking at your clothes on the shelves and cabinets. The clean fabric smell filled his nostrils. One of the cabinet doors was slightly opened. When he peeked inside, he realised that it was his blazer cabinet. One empty hanger was the indicator that you had taken his jacket. Taehyung closed the cabinet door with a smirk and walked to your vanity within the closet. That was good, people must have seen you with his blazer. 

The suite bathroom was right next to your vanity. Taehyung put down his phone, wallet and car keys next to a collection of makeup brushes and picked up some clean clothes which smelled exactly like you. Then, he stepped into the bathroom. Very much like the rest of the house, the suite bathroom was spotless too. Creamy marble was cold but welcoming, the subtle smell of bleach was ghosting his mind.  

Taehyung looked at his reflection in the mirror, he was totally scruffy. His first thought was to have a bath but with his horny state there was no chance he could stay well-behaved. And he wished to save his erection for you and spent his all energy fucking you into the mattress tonight. 

The best idea was to have an everything shower, where could take care of his hygiene needs thoroughly. He stripped down to his underwear and took off his bracelet and rings; he placed his rings into the small tray you had next to your sink. The small pinkish tray usually held your earrings, and you would not mind his stuff mixed with yours. After all, you were his girlfriend. Yeah, his girlfriend. Taehyung’s cock throbbed at the thought. It was still ridiculous that your physical belongings were making him horny. 

Soon later, he hopped into the shower washing the setting sprays and gels in his hair and layers of sweat and makeup. Then, he was surrounded by your vanilla-scented body peeing. It was too soft for Taehyung’s liking, but the smell was delicious, contradictory to his minty shaving cream. With the cool cream touching his skin, the razor glided smoothly against his pelvis. The only thing that was making his shaving difficult was not the sweet vanilla scent or his slippery hands, but his ever-so-hard dick. 

As his fingers grazed over his balls, Taehyung couldn’t help but have a couple of playful tugs. With your gorgeous body on his mind, he tugged at the tip. Your one hand would usually linger around his tip while the other painfully held his base. There was no way he could mimic the same pleasure, but he tried anyway. He spent a few seconds teasing his tip. Not long after he was leaking, his cum now mixed with bubbles on the ground. You would never waste his seed like this. You would whine about how he should just dump all his cum into you with the most seductive voice, and Taehyung was only so dominant that he would follow your request like a puppy. Even though he was your dom, he felt the immaculate power you had over him. Taehyung scoffed at himself, you get a raging erection just because she did the dishes, of course, she has power over you, you simp. So what? He will gladly call himself a simp for you.

“Mmhmm, Y/N,” He moaned out your name as he became more languid with the tugs. Your bothered face appeared in his eyes. You would beg him for his cock if you were here now. Oh, my sweet girl, Taehyung thought. 

Both of you had fucked in the shower plenty of times before but the desire to have you in his arms right now was immense. It desperately pushed Taehyung’s mind. What would you say to him if you were here now, pressed into the tiles as you jerked him off? Well, you would beg— Nah, cry for him. “Taehyung, please baby, paint me in your cum. I want your warm cum to drip down my legs, please give me your cum.” Your voice filled Taehyung’s mind as he was in the brick of this orgasm already. Your filthy mouth always became loose as he fucked into you. Your slurred words both fire Taehyung’s machine to fuck you mercilessly and force him to release his cum. 

As much as his rough hands tugging at his long erection felt wonderful, he had to stop. Not because you would mind him masturbating, but he wanted to give you a big load tonight. 

Taehyung released the tight hold begrudgingly. Patience, Taehyung, patience. It's not long before she comes home, he thought. Imagine how she moans when you dick her down. 

Taehyung motivated himself and quickly started to rinse. All his stress went down the drain. Then, he did everything in his power to clean the shower afterwards as it would be a massive disrespect to your hard work. 

After his calming shower, he wore his bathrobe, his wet hair brushed back revealing his handsome face. His lean toned body was cloaked under the cotton bathrobe. Taehyung dragged himself to the large white ottoman in the bedroom, picking up his clothes on the way. One of your empty bags was placed on the ground right beside the ottoman. You probably had changed your decision and took a different bag, and then, left his one on the ground. Taehyung smiled and picked the white bag up and placed it where it belongs.

His heavy shoulders were begging him to lay on the bed, but he had to put on his moisturiser first. Then, he needed to get dressed, otherwise, his dick was going to explode. With the anticipation of your arrival, Taehyung got rid of his bathrobe and put on his water-based body lotion. His clothing of choice was scarce. He simply put on one of his comfy grey cotton boxers, this one had a cut in the front which you found funny in male underwear. To him, the shortcut was quite handy when it came to having a quickie with you. Sometimes you would stick your hand inside his underwear just to tease him, yeah you were that naughty. 

Taehyung wore one of his pyjamas sets to finish off his mind-blowing boyfriend look. Then, he took his phone from your vanity and dragged himself into the living room. The clock showed 23:26 when he laid down on the couch with his boner still forcing his attention to slip away. 

To take his mind off, he mindlessly opened his phone, his delicate fingers tapped on the messaging app, and he started typing.

[Taehyung] bby where r u?

Your last seen was 40 min ago so he wished you would see his message immediately. But there was no sign. He texted again.

[Taehyung] babygirl when r u coming back?

His impatient fingers rolled around the keyboard, maybe he should just call you. But you were in concert. Last night you had told him about this concert that you had to substitute because one of your co-workers was unable to. 

Taehyung’s mind went to what his friends were talking about, especially the cheating part. You wouldn’t cheat on him, right? Unfortunately, Taehyung’s mind served him a picture of you jumping on another man’s lap.

Ugh, he hates the idea. He would actually have the biggest anger explosion. He would probably hurt that man… Yes, he would hurt that man so bad that he would never touch another woman in his life.

But how about you? What would he do to you? He couldn’t even think about hitting you, no, that was never an option. Could he leave you? No, he wouldn’t be able to… A bitter sob scratched Taehyung’s throat.

[Taehyung] come on luv. 

[Taehyung] babee text meeeee

Taehyung felt like a pervy date messaging you like that, but his mind had switched places with his dick. Luckily, he didn’t dare to send you a picture of his cock. As he got comfortable on the couch, the house became creepily silent. Normally he would put on some music while he lounged around lazily, but this time he decided to listen to the silence and occasional car sounds from the road ahead of his apartment building

Right then his phone rang, you sent him a picture.

 [Y/N] I am waiting for a taxi, baby.

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The picture you sent him went straight down to his dick and Taehyung hissed loudly into the pillow. Your legs looked scrumptious, ugh that sweet slit punched his heart in the face. Your heels and your fucking dress made you look like a woman, his sexy woman.

[Y/N] I will be at home in 30min. Where are you? 

Today Taehyung felt like being babied, he wanted you to baby him, kiss him all over, ride his dick and make him cum all over this neat house. He needed that intimacy after his friend played with his mind.

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[Taehyung] came home 

[Taehyung] and missing my sexy girl

[Taehyung] ughhhh i want those legs over my shoulders bbygirl

Taehyung continued to tap his fingers at the back of his phone, he imagined you writhing against the bed, legs kicking as he fucked into you. You would be so loud and tonight Taehyung didn’t plan to stop. The seen sign appeared next to his messages, but he got no answer in return.

[Taehyung] come home quickly and ride my dick babe

[Taehyung] i am so hard bc of you

[Taehyung] look at those legs… i’ll bite those thighs red…

[Taehyung] i’ll do anything u want bby,,,

[Taehyung] i want you to make me yours, come and play with ur boyfriend ;)))

[Taehyung] maybe this could change your mind?

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You were definitely affected by your handsome boyfriend’s tempting—horny messages, and, of course, you quickly realised what he was up to. 

[Y/N] omg total hottie o.o im drooling 

[Y/N] If you don’t want your girlfriend to start touching herself in a taxi, you should stop.

[Y/N] Nice hands btw, can I have them in my mouth?

The principal cellist called your name and a few others to let everyone know that taxis had arrived. “It was a great concert, guys. Thanks for the save, Y/N. See you all on Monday.” He tiredly smiled and rushed to his taxi. You got in the taxi with two friends from, “Ughh such a long day,” Aera groaned as the other shut the door.

“Yesss, I thought the last bit was going to take forever to finish.”  Gyeong agreed with a similar groan and scooted closer. 

“You should have seen our section. I swear people were this close to walking off.” You spit the words as if it is a bad taste, making two gorgeous women laugh harmonically. 

“But the conductor is AWESOME!”  Area said for the millionth time today and she was right. The super-uper prodigy Chinese conductor was definitely a virtuoso and a total perfectionist. 

“He isn’t even that old. If he wasn’t that broody, I would rate him fuckable,” Aera gasped with enthusiasm. “Perfect, perfect,” she repeated while shaking her head.

Meanwhile, your phone vibrated in your hands. God knows what devilish messages Taehyung was sending you but there was no way that you could open any of them. 

“I want to lay on my couch all weekend and eat like shit.” Gyeong stretched her legs as the car sped up. She was right to be tired, the poor woman had to stand up all-day

“Couldn’t agree more,” You agreed, the heels you were wearing were digging to your feet. “I just want to take these shoes off and never see them again.” You complained, looking down at your shoes. They were gorgeous for sure and the pain that beauty caused was acceptable, but this degree of pain was unbearable. It felt like your feet were on fire.

“I am hungry but what am I gonna cook this hour?” Aera asked as she checked her phone. You shrugged, “Probably some leftovers or ramyeon.” Normally, you would be more excited about discussing dinner plans but today you felt drained to cook something fresh. Aera laughed at your dosed eyes.

“This concert really changed me as a person.” You joked, making them laugh again. 

“I don’t think I looked at someone this long, even to my husband.” Area said as continued to scroll down on her phone. Her section, viola, had spent around 45 minutes just counting rests.

“I have no idea what to cook. Chung-ho doesn’t eat anything these days.” She further explained. You remembered her little son, Chung-ho, barely from a couple of pictures. He was five years old at most.

“Doesn’t your hubby cook?” Gyeong hit Aera’s elbow playfully as Area rolled her eyes. “Yeah, tell him that!” From her tone, you could pick the sourness of the situation. “He only takes care of Chung-ho. Leaves the dishes at the ttable, doesn’thelp with laundry or anything. He doesn't even take out the trash. He says he is doing his best by taking care of his son and I am a work-driven madwoman who can’t even keep up with cooking dinner!” Aera looked out from the window with a big sigh after her sudden rage. 

You felt uncomfortable hearing about your co-worker’s marriage. They were never this open with their personal life and you still couldn’t figure out the correct etiquette.

“I bet you don’t have that problem, Y/N.” Gyeong changed the subject as she felt uncomfortable about the sudden mood change.

You smiled shyly, your relationship with Taehyung was never a topic of discussion since he was a huge celebrity. The only thing your friends knew about your boyfriend was that he was rich and romantic. “I guess you could say that.” You agreed.

“I mean he doesn’t usually help with chores…but he is considerate…” You told, smiling supportively to Aera. 

“Can’t relate.” She laughed, shaking her head to the sides.

While you were in the taxi, Taehyung had reached the limit of his patience as his cock throbbed with the thought of you. And he felt terribly guilty for popping an erection in the first place. He didn’t put on any music as usual so he was left alone with his thoughts running in his mind. 

Taehyung picked up his phone and looked at the photo you sent him. Your soft legs almost made him cry…the split in your skirt has looked insanely hot. How did people at the meeting focus on their work? If he was with you, he would surely keep gripping your thighs.

“Y/N…” He moaned your name out in the empty apartment while his hands found the throbbing messy dick in his boxers. He squeezed himself over his boxer. “Baby,” he whined, kicking his legs. 

Right on the cue, his phone vibrated. Taehyung sighed in frustration as you weren’t the one who texted him. 

It was his mother who sent a picture to the group chat including his family members and you. The text read “I cannot wait to have my own grandchildren'' featuring her and your baby nephew, Thomas. 

Taehyung’s parents were currently visiting your parents in France. Their two-week-long trip was all paid for by you as a gift on Taehyung’s birthday. 

On every Taehyung’s birthday, you would give Taehyung’s parents a gift, more like a thank you for making the hottest boyfriend in the world. It was a tradition that you and his parents had. So this year, they were travelling to France and visiting your family too. 

This picture was taken on the big table in the backyard of your family’s house. Your cute nephew, Thomas, who was sitting at the table like any 2 year old, had his little arms hugging Taehyung’s mother’s neck. His father was in the corner, snickering at the cute sight, and your mother was at the opposite corner, holding a baby bottle, smiling fondly at his mother.

It wasn’t new that both of your parents semi-pressured the two of you to give them a grandchild. To be honest, he expected that his parents would be very traditional and want the two of you to get married first. But their want for grandchildren had blinded them so much that they didn’t care about any rules. 

Taehyung can give you a baby, hell yeah, he will give you a baby. But did you actually want kids now? You did talk about wanting kids, and you always made him cum in seconds asking him to knock you up, but it could be all sexual role-play. After all, you were a young woman that had a thriving career. Getting pregnant would suspend your career for at least two years despite Taehyung’s best efforts. Also, he knew that you wanted him all to yourself when you got pregnant. Looking at his career goals, that isn’t going to happen anytime soon.

Right then, he heard the doorbell, followed by an unlocking sound. “Mr Kim Taehyung!” He heard you calling him angrily. “You are-” he heard your heels clicking. 

“Where are you?” You looked around the house with frustration seeping through your eyelids. Right after Taehyung heard you, you entered the living room. “What are these messages?” You asked, stomping. You looked ravishing in front of him with hair swept to the side. Only his to play with…

Taehyung shrugged, “Nothing. Just a fragment of my imagination.” He continued to stroke himself while eyeing your body. You were dressed in a long black dress with spaghetti straps. The simplicity suited your gorgeous face. The only thing that Taehyung opposed was the generosity of the slit. It went too high for his liking.

“Taehyung,” you gasped his name as he looked at your thighs while stroking his cock lazily. 

“Yes, baby?” He answered, finally making eye contact. 

Taehyung was bothered— too horny for his own good. His hand was still in his boxers, legs spread widely.

“What-” You muttered. The erotic image ahead of Taehyung’s legs and his occupied hand made your pussy flutter. 

“Come here, baby…” He stuttered, giving you a welcoming look.

You shook your head, “What if I opened your texts in the carl?” 

Your hands were placed on your hips, Taehyung couldn’t give a fuck.

“Nothing would have happened, kitten. Now come here…” His nonchalant voice annoyed your horny ass. You rolled your eyes, pulling your laptop and tablet to charge them. You scoffed and dropped your bags to the table. “I thought you were going to spend the night out tonight.” You said while washing your hands in the kitchen. It was peculiar. Why didn’t you go to the bathroom?

“I was- but I got bored. Uggghh, Y/N... Crawl here, babygirl, and take this…” Taehyung palmed his entire length and hissed as his orgasm approached him that second.

“What makes you think that you deserve to cum, babyboy?” you asked him half-mockingly. His pyjamas and hair made him look like a large baby. Your confident attitude went straight down to his dick, and he let out a breathy moan.

“I have waited for you-” He gasped, wrist tugging with force. His curly fluffy hair was all over his face, those lean lips were red and puffy. The telltale sign of his upcoming orgasm was painted all over his face. “Stop Taehyung,” You tried to say calmly. The small devilish woman in you was knocking on the door, wanting to tease him all night.

His eyes opened with so much need, “No- no baby, I can’t stop.” He whined, tempted to stop as his wrist continued tugging at an impeded pace.

“Stop for me Taetae, and I will suck your cock. S-top for me.” You said, slipping your spaghetti straps.

“Come on, baby. Let me taste you.” You didn’t step closer, just stood there watching Taehyung masturbate. His hand was inside his pants, bulging with every move. He listened to you and ripped his hand away from his cock. “Ughh, baby….” He cried out loud, hips grinding up involuntarily. You hummed with pleasure. He was listening to you as much as you listened to him. “My good baby,” You murmured as his glossy eyes found your body standing away from him. Your straps were off, probably waiting for him to strip down. His dick released a few drops of precum and it slid right off his long base.

“Can you help me get out of these shoes?” You asked him, exaggerating a cute face. Taehyung nodded and got up. You stood there as he came closer to you and grasped your waist with his large hand. 

You did the similar and pulled him close to you. “Mhmm, my baby,” You said, leaving open mouth kisses on his jaw. “Can you take my dress off, baby? Taehyung took Yoongi’s advice from earlier and decided to sub you, let you have control over him. He gulped as you turned your back on him, revealing the zipper to his eyes. 

Taehyung took a deep breath and grasped your ass. A growl left his throat, such a good ass, he thought. As he kneaded your ass, you pulled your hair to the front, trying to open your zipper. Taehyung’s hand replaced yours quickly and pulled the smooth zipper down to reveal your body.

As the straps were off, your dress fell to the ground with a breath hitch. “Thank you, baby,” you turned your face to Taehyung as his eyes ate your naked body. A nude strapless bra and black girl boxers weren’t sexy in your book but Taehyung felt frustration in his gut. He couldn’t wait to touch your smooth skin.

“My shoes too, Taetae.” You pouted and rubbed your leg onto him. So, he dropped onto his knees and immediately connected his lips with your thigh. A light moan left you as his fairy kisses wetted your thighs. Then, the kisses started to involve teeth, which made you pull Taehyung’s hair. 

He groaned, nah, he cried with pleasure as you pulled onto his brown roots with an innocent face. “My feet hurt baby, please be quick.” 

Taehyung couldn’t tell how you picked his mood for role-playing, but you seemed to enjoy it. Taehyung dutifully lifted your knee and took off your black heel. Of course, his mouth didn’t stay still and your knees up to your thighs were covered in kisses. 

When he got rid of both of your heels, Taehyung’s kisses started to get messier. His mouth led him to your warm, clothed core. You were wearing boxer panties so he wasn’t granted direct touch to your warm lips, but he still buried his nose into your core.

“Taehyung,” you shrieked his name when Taehyung took a big whiff and moaned in return. His warm breath burnt your core, “Baby,” Your knees buckled up while Taehyung tried to bury his face deeper. You dipped your fingers into his hair and slowly rode his mouth. The feeling was intoxicating, but you remembered his text message: come and play with ur boyfriend

“No, no, I want to suck you off first. You said you waited for me…” Again, you pulled Taehyung’s hair back.  It drove Taehyung insane. He loved how you took charge of his body by simply tugging his hair.

As he got up, you intertwined your fingers with his and pushed him towards the couch while sloppily kissing his lips, well most of them ended up on his chin because your boyfriend was built like a tree. With a final push, you made Taehyung sit on the couch and get comfortable between his legs. Taehyung manspreaded. “Ugh,” You moaned, palming his thighs.

“Every time you sit like this, I want to ride your dick.” You confessed with a pout on your lips. Taehyung couldn’t help but thrust into your hand. 

“Babygirl,” his large hand wrapped around your nape as you let open mouth kisses to your neck. 

“My handsome baby,” you said in return and nuzzled your face into his cheek. “You are so hot, baby,” you mumbled into his ear. 

You remembered Taehyung’s earlier text and couldn’t help but giggle. “Are you actually gonna let me play with you?” You asked Teahyung with large, glittering eyes. 

You bit down your bottom lip while waiting for his answer. Not trusting his voice, Taehyung nodded. He was willing to be your sex toy. 

“Oh my god, babyyy,” You clapped happily and hugged his chest.

Taehyung smiled and patted your head again. “Mhmm, let me take off your shirt, hottie. You don’t need this anyway.” Being shirtless wasn’t something Taehyung felt confident in. He always felt insecure about not having picture-perfect abs or mad big pecs and you didn’t exactly help. Whenever he took his shirt off, you would say that you will get pregnant if he doesn’t cover himself or start moaning “baby”, or simply lick his happy trail because you thought he was a tasty snack. Not to mention the time you rode his abdomen and came on his chest. So, it wasn’t surprising that your first move was to get rid of his shirt. 

While you happily undid his buttons, you couldn’t help but share your excitement verbally. “This is the best thing ever. It is like Christmas again and I am unwrapping my favourite gift.” 

Taehyung laughed while the pain from his erection became unbearable. 

“Stay put, darling.” You spoke, getting comfortable on your knees. The carpet on the floor burnt your knees but it was nothing compared to fire in your pussy. However, now was the time to focus on your boyfriend. 

“Babygirl,” he growled as you nuzzled your face onto his thigh. 

“You missed me, baby?” You asked him with big eyes. Taehyung did hear you, but his brain didn’t understand you really. So he just looked you in the eyes with frustration drowning his body.

“I missed you so much, my love. And… Feels like you missed me too.” You said pressing your palm to his pelvis. Taehyung growled again. His frustrated state was overly handsome. You placed your hand over his large ones, “I asked if I could have them in my mouth and you didn’t reply.” You pouted and held his wrist up. 

“Did you fuck this fist?” His right hand was already dry, but Taehyung nodded. A wicked smile covered your face and you started to kiss his knuckles. “Mhmm, let them in my mouth,” You dropped your tongue out and pressed Taehyung’s two fingers onto it. Then, you closed your mouth slowly and watched his head kick back.

“Tasty,” you moaned, pressing your palm down his pelvis.

“Babygirl,” Taehyung gritted his teeth as you pushed his fingers deeper. It was so obvious that his dom side was trying to seep through the whiny sub side of him.

“You taste amazing, babyboy.” You whispered, taking his fingers out. Taehyung rolled his eyes, his wet fingers drawing circles on your cheek. 

“Let me see your titties,” he said drunkenly.

You pulled yourself upright between his legs and quickly unclasped your bra. As you were wearing a strapless bra today, the clasp at the back was extra tight, digging into your skin. You grimaced the marks on your chest. 

Taehyung drew his finger to your breasts, his fingers traced around the pinkish mark. Taehyung murmured something to himself, all of a sudden guilty washed his handsome face.

You shrugged, “You should kiss them to make it feel better…” 

Taehyung smiled, his head leaning in front to capture your lips in his. But you dodged the kiss and placed your hand on his firm chest. 

“After I suck the life out of you, babyboy.” You pushed him back roughly and aimed for the pants lying lazily on his tiny waist. Taehyung helped you strip his undergarments off and seconds later you were granted the sexy sight of his pretty dick. 

It was so hard that he stood up all by himself. “So pretty,” The pretty mushroom top was the best pink shade and it got darker to his meaty base. The protruding vein at the back was pulsing strongly. Some precum was rubbed to the base but overall it looked very dry.

“Poor thing, he is all dry.” You ran your hand on Taehyung’s thighs as he watched your eyes dance around his cock. He felt shy even though you had seen him naked millions of times. 

“Oh, baby, now you are leaking,” Globes of precum gathered on his tip immediately, you touched one of the drops with your forefinger while it was sliding down. 

Taehyung shivered “You have the prettiest cock, Taehyung.” Your eyes now danced around his bothered red face. The subtle mint smell and his soft skin indicated a shower before your arrival. “And smells amazing too.” You said giggling as you tugged him nonchalantly. “I wonder if it tastes good…”

“It hurts…” Taehyung writhed against the couch. His desperate side was making you drip to your thighs. 

You didn’t say anything back. Just placed small kisses on the tip. Taehyung dug his nails into the couch as your timid kisses turned into open mouth kisses.

Before he realised you started making out with his tip for minutes as he leaked into your mouth slowly. “Baby, please…” Taehyung whined, his spit planting on his cheek. He brought his hand to cover his handsome face, wiping his tears. Tears of pleasure…

“Mhmm, don’t cry, baby…” you giggled and sucked him into your mouth. He was long, but his thickness was making your job difficult. For the sake of your gag reflex, you pulled him out after seconds. Taehyung let out a cry, “Why are you teasing me?” he said.

You didn’t answer him again and tried to take him deeper. He was a mouthful for sure, but the bitter-sweet taste of him made your mind go hazy enough to take more And those deep grunts he let out were orgasm worthy. 

After getting used to his length, you started to build up a rhythm. “Oh, baby you're gonna make me cum so- now.” Taehyung’s legs bounced around you. You kept going, assisting your hands when your mouth became full. The last breaking point for him was making eye contact.

You arched your back and looked at his face. But Taehyung had already closed his eyes, biting down his bottom lips. Because of the tension at his jaw, his face had become sexier and pleasure was filling his face.

“Come on baby, make me your cum dump…” You spoke in a pout as your hands worked diligently. Taehyung was too tired to resist your tempting words and his aching dick.

To your surprise, you kept a nice rhythm with your mouth and hands. Taehyung was too long to deep throat but your warm and sticky mouth engulfed him in half while pumping him with a strong grip. Also, your erotic moans vibrated his entire being. You looked like you enjoyed having him in your mouth. Your eyes were mostly closed as if you were tasting the best meal and pressed your thighs together to give yourself small friction. 

“You are so hard, baby…” You whined as he filled your mouth satisfactorily, drools mixed with his cum were dripping down from the corners of your mouth to your neck. Taehyung thrusted himself involuntarily as you stopped for a breath. “I love it when you are hard for me,” you moaned and kissed his tip lovingly.

Taehyung growled in return and patted your head. “Do you want to fuck my face, baby?” your eyes sparkled with sexual energy. Without waiting for an answer, you made him hold your nape. “You can fuck my mouth, babyboy…” You encouraged him and took a position. Now that he was controlling the pace, you had to be extra careful with your teeth.

Taehyung, on the other hand, had zero mind space to be careful about something. Your obedience to his pleasure was the sexiest energy he felt; and now that you were letting him thrust into your mouth, he had no choice but cum.

“I am gonna, now-” he warned you as his euphoria hit him. The sensation was overbearingly high, his breath hitched, and his knees shook as you kept stroking him. Your mouth was still wrapped around him as far as you felt comfortable taking. 

He released into your mouth with a deep growl while his whole body shook. His pleasure washed over him like the waves did the shores. The sight of you drinking his cum made Taehyung spurt some more as you moaned around him. He was warm and mouthful. There was some much cum, but you tried to drink him up. It wasn’t difficult as he tasted addicting, as his warm cum filled your mouth, your pussy quivered in need. Taehyung looked through his lashes and you were enjoying yourself with his dick in your mouth, which made everything more pleasurable for him. He even forgot the fact that he lasted 5 seconds after holding your hair.

“Fucking shit- there is so much,” you said, drops of cum dripped down to your chest and to the couch.

“How long has my sweet boy not touched his dick?” You asked him whilst licking his base. 

“Aww,” you continued with a half-teasing, half-mocking voice. This act was out of your abilities but something about controlling Taehyung’s pleasure gave you strength.

Taehyung couldn’t answer you while your warm tongue danced on his thigh and stomach. He has leaked all over his body so you were dutifully cleaning him.

“Cat got your tongue, subby-boy?” you giggled as you tucked Taehyung’s still hard dick into his boxer and climbed next to him. Around then, Taehyung's consciousness was back, so he gave you a small spank on your panty covered ass. 

“What did you call me?” His voice went up and down.

“I called you my subby-boy, my sweet bottom to play with-” You snickered as another spank planted on your ass. Taehyung wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pressed you against him. 

“Is that so?” He tried to sound like a little sub, but he was now back to his original state.

“Yes, my babyboy…” you teased him again but you could clearly see the original Taehyung coming up. 

“Should I call you mummy?” he brushed his nose against yours.

You grimaced, “Oh god, please don’t” Your sudden face drop made Taehyung giggle. 

“No, no, I love it. I loved how you dominated me, babygirl. You keep getting better at it too. If you are a good girl, one day you can convince me to top me.” Taehyung wrapped his other arms around you and tugged you against him. Now, your forehead was planted against his neck as he placed a small kiss on your shoulder.

“Mhmm, top you?” You giggled. “I think I am awesome at making you cum, but you are my beloved precious top and I don’t want to change that.” You said knowingly and lied next to Taehyung on the small couch.

“I loved how you kept giving me your cum, baby… That is my favourite…” You whispered to his ear, clearly amused at the amount of cum you got as you kept licking your fingers.

Taehyung tried to suppress a smile, “That’s what happens when you don’t touch me for a week.” He pouted.

“It has been that long?” You asked.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, “Someone is masturbating…” He tried to glare at you.

“Well,” you released his tight hold and placed your head on his chest. “I have done it once.” You spoke matter-factly. 

Taehyung snickered and pulled you on top of his chest. “Yeah? What did you think when you played with your pussy?” 

His question got your cheeks burning, “I thought about my bias, of course. Have you ever heard of him?” 

Taehyung playfully lifted his eyes, not sure if you would joke or not. You quickly continued, “His name is Kim Taehyung. Have you heard of him? He is a total panty dropper.” 

“Yeah?” Taehyung asked, kissing your jaw. 

“Oh yeah, you must see him! He is way too hot for his own good… His body thrusts- oh god- he makes me squirt everywhere.” You playfully confessed the truth and earned another spank on your ass.

“Filthy girl. So you masturbate watching my videos? Maybe I should do the same, huh?” Taehyung throbbed at your confession, well, he knew that you had folders of pictures and videos from his performances, and you used them in your spare time. But hearing it from your mouth made his chest puff. 

“No!” you furrowed your brows at him, voice changing immediately. “You can have me whenever you want!” You proved your point by rubbing your leg to his.

“Also, I don’t need to watch your videos.” Taehyung rubbed your cheek with his thumb as you spoke. “I just look at your pictures and- I am gone.” Taehyung felt your fingers gripping his wrist.

“Mhmm,” Taehyung let out a deep groan as you kept rubbing your legs onto him.

“You can always wake me up, baby. Or just ride my dick while I sleep, use me to your pleasure..” Taehyung whispered into your ear. His warm breath and dirty words made your thighs shake. 

You would LOVE that. 

“I know you would like that,” he groaned. “You are always horny for my dick, aren’t you?.” 

You kissed his jawline instead of answering. “Because my handsome baby always fuck me the way I want.” You kissed up to his ear lobe while he caressed your ass. 

“You know what I love about your dick?” You asked him. Taehyung was far gone, enjoying your wet kisses on his neck. “Hmm?” He only said in return.

“I love how long your dick is” You sat up on Taehyung’s thigh and started grinding your core to Taehyung’s thigh. It was super easy to give yourself pleasure friction while whispering coherent sentences. “I always have challenge, like every time we have sex, it feels like it is my first time.” you giggled, lost in pleasure as Taehyung moved his thighs to better accommodate your core. 

“And you are always so hard for me. I love that, baby. You always feel so good.” Taehyung let out a high-pitched moan when your hands squeezed his shoulders, “I also love your mouth. It is warm and wet. Your tongue dips on that spot- ugh-” Your thighs moved quickly but that was the end of Taehyung’s very little patience. He growled and with a strong pull, he threw you over his shoulder. He was going to fuck your brains out, no questions asked.

“Baby, I was just-” You laughed, being upside down over his shoulder meant that his cute fat ass was on display.

Probably Taehyung thought the same and spanked your ass one more time. “I need my baby in our bed right now.” He spoke clearly- much opposite to his state a few minutes ago.

You kept laughing as he entered the bedroom with big steps and threw you on the bed. When your back met the soft bed, he was standing on the edge, eyeing your body while he unbuttoned his pyjamas.

“At least let me use the bathroom first.” You said smiling, “I was in a concert room filled with fifty people.”

Taehyung shook his head to the side, “You weren’t saying that five minutes ago, babygirl.” He was trying to take his shorts off angrily while you lay on the bed with your panties on. 

“I was in the taxi five minutes ago, baby. You didn’t last that long,” You joked, hiking your feet onto his thighs. 

“How can I last long when you try everything to fucking seduce me?” Taehyung admitted. He was still beyond frustrated. You had no problems with your boyfriend being horny. He could be like this all the time and you wouldn’t mind a bit.

“Mhmm, you are so hot.” You ogled at his honey-coloured firm skin. “You are getting beefy,” Taehyung recently started working out diligently, so his muscles were more apparent now. “Yeah? Do you like it, baby?” Taehyung laid on you, pressing you into the mattress firmly. 

“I love it-” His body weight on you was divine. You were able to feel every single bit of his smooth skin glued onto yours.

“We should go to the pool soon. I want to see you naked and wet.” Thankfully, Taehyung stopped his dirty ministrations to listen to you. “If you want to see me naked, you just need to ask, baby. I am yours to play with.” He kissed your collarbones, smelling your faint perfume. You gushed at his words. 

“The hotel I went to was awesome, baby. One of the rooms had a large jacuzzi and I thought about riding you in the jacuzzi. I will take you there on Valentine’s Day.” 

Taehyung smiled, nuzzling his face into your neck. “Of course, my baby.” He said, kissing your chin. He was more than glad to be your sex toy— he would do anything to be your sex toy.

 “FYI, that’s not what I want for Valentine's Day.” It was his turn to roleplay. You furrowed your brows in return. “What do you want, Taetae?” You were an ardent gift giver, so he could give you some clues.

Taehyung pulled himself and kneeled in bed as you laid between his legs. He intentionally didn’t answer you. Instead, he ran his hands to your thighs and carefully removed your panties. “Mhmm,” You moaned as your pussy was bare now.

“You know what I want.” He said, collecting stringy juices rubbed to your pelvis. You shuttered when his point finger ran from your pelvis to your inner thighs. “Taehyung…” His name left your mouth in a long moan. 

“Can you guess what I want?” Taehyung bit his lips down. Your small hole was gaping, he could feel the subtle muscle twitch on your pussy. You were in desperate need of his cock, he was aware of that. But Taehyung's mind was occupied with something else. 

“No, I can’t guess,” You groaned as you chased Taehyung’s fingers, arching your back to get them to enter you.

“What do you mean you can't?” Taehyung was a great actor, and it came in handy in bed

“I don’t- what? Taehyung, I hav-ve a horny brain-” You stuttered, Taehyung was intentionally dodging your weak spots. Tears were already gathered in your eyes. Taehyung shook his head to the sides, you were such a sensitive girl.

“Let me give you a clue,” He said, running his leaking cock between your pussy lips. Then, he gave you a couple of seconds to ease into this new friction.

“I have the ingredients and you have the tools, love.” Taehyung’s mind pictured every single detail his duty included.

“Oh, Taehyung,” you moaned loudly but still didn’t understand what he meant. “What do you want?” You asked, gritting your teeth. Why didn’t he just put his dick in?

Taehyung laid on you once again. He caged you between his arms, allowing your breasts to ghost against his chest. He kissed up to your ear while you breathed heavily. When he was sure that you were listening, he told you what he wanted.

“I want a baby, love.” Right on the cue, he plunged his dick in a few inches. You let out a high-pitched moan with the intrusion and the confession, you weren’t sure which one was hotter. 

“I want to breed this fertile cunt and have you carry my babies.” He groaned as your walls spasmed around him. You moaned and held onto his shoulders for sanity while he continued.

“I will breed this pussy.” He was almost certain now. “You will carry my kids and give me the best gift.” Even though Taehyung was taken over his primal side, he remembered to be careful.

 “I need to train this tight pussy to take my babies. Look at it, you still can't take the cock you love so much in.” Taehyung bit down his lip as he watched the tip of his cock enter you. You tried to relax your pussy to take him in, but it was impossible to stop clenching while he groaned on top of you.

“Pathetic,” he said, spreading your legs wider. “You still can’t take my cock.” he said, trying to pistoning into you.

“Ah, Becaus-e you are so bigg,” You dragged your words. 

“Is that so?” Taehyung asked with a mocking voice, “Then, I should train you better,” He groaned as your pussy clenched around half of his length. 

“You are my fuck toy, too aren’t you?” He asked and you nodded crazily. “And mine to breed.” you again nodded your head. He was too much but you loved the sensation of him trying to dive deeper.

You held his nape and pulled his hair. When Taehyung opened his eyes and looked you in the eyes, he saw your obedience. And it drove him even crazier. 

“Mine. Mine. Mine.” His sudden change in pace caught you off guard and brought you on top of the orgasm tower.

Taehyung held you by the wrists and crossed your arms over you so he could thrust into you and you would stop digging into his nape.

“Taehyung, baby, I am- yours” you confirmed to him. Being held like this was your weakness.

“Yeah? You never had another dick other than mine. How can you be so sure? Or did you fuck someone else behind my back?” Taehyung growled into your neck, teeth grazing your skin red. His real thoughts ran out of his mouth.

This time your body shook with disgust. You would never think about touching another man, and for him to suggest otherwise immediately take you down the orgasm tower. Suddenly, you stopped clenching on him.

Taehyung noticed your reaction so he quickly tried to compensate. “But I know my sweet girlfriend would never do that. You just love my dick so much, right?” He asked with a pout. Meanwhile, he took advantage of your relaxed pussy and pushed himself even deeper. 

“Ah, Tae-tae, yes-” With that, you were right on the track. He had a narrow escape.  “I love your dick soo muuuuchh,” You moaned as Taehyung changed his position. He straightened his back a bit more but still held your arms in a lock above you. 

“Yeah?” A wolfish grin appeared on Taehyung’s face, but you were too lost in pleasure to notice it.

“I love your dick, baby.” Your hips tried to meet Taehyung’s accelerating thrusts. 

“I know you do, baby.” Taehyung pecked your red lips. “That’s why I am going to knock you up and show everyone you love my dick- fuck”  the possession intoxicated Taehyung’s mind that he couldn’t feel his high approaching. He wanted everyone to know that you were his and he was yours.

“I will even fuck you on the stage, huh? Would you like that, kitten? Millions of people watching me pound your little pussy. Oh, I would love that. I would love people watching my kitten as I made her cum. You always look amazing when you come all over my dick, baby. Ah- then everyone would watch you and masturbate, huh? You would show them how good you are for me… My little babygirl. And you moan my name- yeah just like that. Come on, show me how you would cream me if people were watching you.” Taehyung’s words controlled your mind. You just screamed with the idea and cum in a sudden rush.

In return, Taehyung let out a low chuckle as you squirted on his abdomen. “You would love that, I knew it. My sweet baby,” He released your wrist when your body quivered. He fucked you through your orgasm and caressed your breasts.

You scoffed, “Huh- What’s gotten into you?” you asked him while he groped your body between your legs like a dementor. 

Contrary to his soaking dick, Taehyung gave you a cute smile, “Nothing, just want to fuck you the way you deserve.” He bent down to your face and connected your lips. Both of you had an each orgasm but still didn’t kiss yet. You were too tired to give him a passionate make-out session, the back of your head was still throbbing. “You are so wet, baby.” Taehyung pushed his finger into your cunt and swirled it around. “Perfect for me to cum in it,” You let out a long groan as he giggled and kept scissoring you.

“I will cum on your cunt so much that those flimsy pills won’t have a chance.” He said, looking at your gaping hole.

“And how does this plan involve my mind-blowing orgasm?” You asked while feeling yourself turn into a river. 

“It didn’t,” Taehyung shrugged and pushed himself into you with a grunt. “You are crazy about me. Oh no- you want me to fuck you on stage, huh? That’s what got you squirting like a whore.” While Taehyung indulged you in dirty talk, he went back to thrusting into you. 

You realised that Taehyung was definitely on something tonight, first he let you play with him, and then had a small mind collapse about breeding you, and later, he made you cum while talking about fucking you in public. Did he start to have new kinks? You think you could help him a bit if he wants to play around with possession kink

“Yes, I want that,” You said boldly. “I want you to fuck me in front of a million people’s eyes. I want everyone to see I am your whore.” Your words were fuel to Taehyung’s fire, he closed his eyes and bit down his lip. The veins on his neck and arms were getting restricted and decorated his smooth skin.

“Mhmm, I will get you pregnant and fuck you on stage and show your belly to everyone, fuck I will do that.” He spoke to himself. 

“I will make you mine forever, do you want that?” Taehyung’s eyes looked at your breast bouncing as if you were his little sheep. He was the tiger chasing his prey. 

“I wantt– yes, I do-” You were quickly approaching your second high. “Baby- I am gonna cum again,” You dug your nails into Taehyung's belly as he shook the whole bed.

“I am gonna make you my wife and mother of my kids. Ugh, no more dating. I will marry you-” Your touch stung sweetly and gave more power to Taehyung to rail you. 

“You will- never leave when I get-” Taehyung’s slip didn’t go unnoticed. His mood was more forceful than usual. You knew that there was something behind it.

“Leave you?” You asked, trying to sit up but Taehyung didn’t allow you. Instead, he laid over you again and hid his face in your skin. His grip on your waist suddenly became loving as he realised the small memory slip. “What are you talking about, Taetae?” Your tone was sharp, sharp enough to cut his heart, Taehyung nuzzled you even more. 

His hips lost all their momentum. “Why are you stopping?” You asked angrily as he shook over you. His large bear eyes found yours, trying to figure out your emotions.

“Fuck me like you mean it, Taehyung.” Taehyung raised his brows and pushed himself up to his knees. While staying planted inside you, he cooed your skin. He was a little bit taken back mostly because he thought you were actually angry.

“Come on, impregnate me. Fuck a baby into me, make me yours.” You yelled at Taehyung as he closed his eyes. He was seconds away from cumming. Were you angry at him? Was this the last time he fuck you? Were you going to slap him silly and leave him after he comes?

“Stop thinking and move your hips!” You were louder this time, digging your fingers into his forearms. You should have guessed. Your sweet boyfriend only had extremely possesive sex when he was jealous. You couldn’t figure out what it was but he needed to get it out of his system.

“Cum into me or I will leave you, Taetae,” you raised yourself onto your elbows and dug your fingers into his forearms again.

Taehyung was irked by your words. His brain short-circuited and his hips started to move on their own. His sweet mouth only left guttural deep grunts as he fucked into your warm cunt. He had to come- he had to make you his. 

“Ah, Taehyung, you-re…” you spurred.

“Harder, baby, harder… Get both of us cum.” You fanned the fire. Taehyung’s grip on your hips was very tight. “Ah, careful baby.” You couldn’t help but push his veiny hands. As your hands held onto him, Taehyung immediately released your hips but held on to your hands immediately. He crossed your arms over your chest and grasped you on the wrists. His giant hands were able to engulf your wrist easily.

“Fuck, this is much better,” he groaned as he helped you bounce on his cock while laying down.

“This is my favourite position.” Taehyung dropped his head back and subtly slowed down. 

“You are just my fuck toy, baby.” He smirked, eyes closed. Sungho’s word echoed in his head, “If you had have fucked a baby into her, she would still be around you.” Then, Yoongi’s “You just gotta give them enough dick or else they start looking for one.” “So, if you want your woman to stay by your side, you gotta serve her a good sex.” 

Taehyung cried in frustration. He could fuck a baby into you, he could deliver a dick like no one else. If it would make you stay along for the rest of his life, he would dutifully rail you every single day.

“I want you to come again,” Taehyung said, now holding your two wrists with his one hand. Before you could say yes, Taehyung’s point finger found your clit. 

“Tae–” your legs jumped up around him—as always. Taehyung felt proud of this everyday occurrence. You were a weak whore when it came to clit stimulation, especially with a single finger. He didn’t ease the burning pain on your small clit by his thrusts. He wanted you to writhe under him

You shook your head no, “baby, baby, baby, please give me more, two fingers,” You begged him while he kept holding you by the wrist.

Taehyung didn’t answer and kept pressing on your clit, occasionally drawing very small circles. 

“I will- Ah-” Before you could finish your sentence, your hips stuttered. A gush of orgasm was literally pulled from your soul. Your legs dropped numb to your sides, your arms weren’t contracted.

Only an unearth-like experience could describe this orgasm.

You clenched on Taehyung. He could swear that you pulled him an inch inside. 

Taehyung didn’t leave your wrists as you kept convulsing, “Look at my little whore,” He faked a pout. “You used to never cum from only clit stimulation and now look at yourself… You can't even stay put.” 

You spurred Taehyung’s name like a chant as he started to thrust. “Baby, Taehyung, Taehyung, Taehyung, Taehyung,” 

Your fucked up voice dumbed the other voices inside his head and he focused on making himself cum, or else you would leave him. 

“Now, it is my turn, my love.” Taehyung spread your legs wider and sped up, plunged into you. Your throat was scratchy, “Baby, please cum for me, for us.” 

Taehyung groaned, “I will, baby. You will make me cum. Ah,” He dropped his head back. “I am a whore for you as much as you are for me, yeah?” He smirked, eyes closed. You saw his Adam’s apple bobbing.

“You make me your subby sex toy and your fucking Daddy.” He was right. The duality your sex life had was insane.

“How am I lucky to have a pretty girl like you to play with me? Huh? Answer me…” His voice became whiny.

“Do you like this, baby?” your silence started to worry him. But the loud long scream you let out assured him otherwise. “So-so so good, Taehyung.” 

“Do you think it will be a boy? Taehyung wondered. “I think this one will be a boy.” He answered back. 

“We will make two sets of boys and girls, right baby? You said you would like twins. Maybe we are lucky, huh?” Taehyung’s finger returned back onto your clit.

“Ahhhh, Tae-taee…” You screamed once again. “I thin-k you- you will fer- you will fertilise every egg in my womb tonight.” 

With your words, Taehyung felt his dick getting squeezed dried. He was already at his limit so he gave into the pleasure. “My love,” His warm cum filled you as his warm breath tickled your ear. His vigorous orgasm made him lay onto you. 

You would swear that you feel your stomach bloat, feel your eggs being fertilised. If you weren’t this sensitive, you could have another orgasm.

Taehyung listened to your breathing get heavier as his weight on you strained you. He tried to push himself off, but your arms were tight around his shoulder. 

As he tried to pull your arms off, you stretched his back, “Be a good boy and make sure your kids stay inside me...” 

Taehyung dropped his head back into your neck as he became hard again. 

Tonight was going to be a long night.