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devotion - smut, vampire!tae, period sex, multiple orgasms, period blood licking, its a LOT GOING ON I- wow

These Things Take Time - yandere! supernatural tae, gaslighting, gore, horror, ex bf jimin, this is written so well , ghost? tae but not really, doppleganger kinda thing, loved it

Ceo Taehyung smut where he fingers you in his office 🥰❤️

"Bend over, love!" He whispered into your ear, his hand sliding down your exposed thigh. You almost trembled by the feeling of his soft hand on your skin, combinated with his low and deep voice, ghosting over your, now, red ear.

You did as he told you to, cheek pressed on his dark wooden desk, ass up in the air, hands flat against the table, beside your head. You heard him chuckling of how easy he got you obeying him. You flinched when he pulled your short skirt up your ass, revealing your white lingerie,a dump spot on it, where your wetness spreaded.

He licked his lips to the view and gave you a light slap, right between your thighs. You whimpered, which made him give your ass cheek a series of painful smacks, abusing your soft skin.

"Shush, baby!" He said and pushed two of his fingers into your mouth, which you obediently sucked on. "We don't want your coworkers know such a dirty slut you are for your boss, right?"

He smirked when you patheticaly whimpered, probably agreeing and took off your panties, smelling the delicious scent of your horny cunt out of them. "So delicious" he said and without a warning, he slid two of his long fingers into your wet core, making you moan against his fingers.

He then took his fingers out of your mouth and pushed your own panties, muffling your sounds. "I thought I told you to keep quiet!" He hissed and added a deep thrust of his fingers, to his words, making your eyes shut.

"I think it's worthless to keep you quiet since your pussy makes these loud and delicious sounds". He was watching his fingers moving in and out of your wet cunt, feeling your walls tightening around them.

By the time you came, you gripped tight on his table, bitting down a scream, your body shaking of pleasure, stars forming in the corner of your eyes.

Taehyung licked his fingers which were full of your juices and got out of your mouth your panties, which were, now, full of your saliva. He cleaned you, then helped you to dress up, giving your lips a soft peck, which made your heart beat faster.

When he sent you back to your office, you turned around and asked him "and my panties?"

"Will you stay without panties the whole day, for me?"

credit to the owner of the gif;

moonlight

"Taehyung asks you to sneak out with him and you end up making passionate love to him in a hayloft."

Pairing: Vampire!Taehyung x f.Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut, Slice of Life Fluff

Warnings: a romantic horseback ride in the moonlight, passionate sex in a hayloft, soft but mean Dom!Taehyung, sub!Reader, listen he's a tease 100, neck kisses, body worshipping, breast worship, nipple play & sucking, oral sex (f.receiving), he licks her over her panties ngng, a very quick rimjob, orgasm control, multiple orgasms (f.receiving), dirty talk, praise, strength kink, good girl kink, he calls her his slut once, the title Sir falls like once, doggy style to pronebone, clit spanking with his cock, frotting, he kinda describes to her in vivid detail how he'd take her anal virginity jsjsjs, he is so unhinged and sexy, subby girl tears, he's the safest Dom, a huge creampie, cuddly aftercare, they're so in love <3

Wordcount: 6.8k

a/n: this is the second story based on my fellow tae girlies' wishes. i needed to write something about them in a hayloft. i would say that it takes place three days after they returned from their magical holiday in Caerula Luna. have fun besties hehe 💙

You haven’t been asleep for long when someone shakes you awake again. You open your eyes, meeting glowing ruby eyes. 

“Who are you?” you feel awake instantly, tensing up in fright.

“It’s me. Tae.”

“Oh god Tae, you just scared me so bad”, you whine, relaxing slowly as the shock still sits deep in your sleepy mind.

“Why?” he asks, blinking his eyes at you in the darkness. It is rather hypnotizing to watch his two glowing orbs appear and disappear repeatedly. 

“Because you shook me awake and then stared at me in complete darkness with your red eyes like a creep.”

“Ah yes, you cannot see in the darkness. Forgive me, I forgot”, he says and lays himself on top of you to reach your bedside lamp.

You laugh, patting his butt. 

“Gosh you silly.” The lights turn on. “No Tae, too bright.”

Taehyung ignores you, straddling your lap. He giggles, rocking his hips back and forth while his hands dimple the pillow on each side of your head. He is in a flowy blouse and skin tight trousers, wearing jewellery. Almost as if he dressed up for you.

You let out a fond scoff and throw your arm over your eyes, rubbing his thigh mindlessly with your other hand.

“You’re lucky you’re cute”, you mumble with a smile on your lips.

Taehyung leans down and places affectionate kisses along your jawline and neck, eliciting purrs of contentment from you. He also stubs you with the tip of his nose every now and then. 

“I truly have good reasons for waking you”, he speaks softly between kisses.

“Mhm, they better be good”, you are joking, making him smile against your skin. He dances his fingertips along your arms until he has your hands under them. He takes them, holding them tightly as he straightens up.

“Do you want to sneak out with me?”

“Huh?”

“Sneak out with me. Please.” 

“Sneak out? Who are we sneaking out from?”

Taehyung shrugs his shoulders, grinning boyishly.

“Just no one in particular. It sounds more exciting this way.”

You really love his imaginative mind and how he finds so much joy in role playing. Not only in sexual ways, but in general. Taehyung really loves to daydream about different scenarios and then act them out with one of you. He is so adorable.

“Fine.” You slide your hands from his hold to caress his thighs. “Let’s assume that we’re sneaking out, where are we going?”

“That you will only find out once you come with me.”

You laugh.

Taehyung grins. 

“Okay fine, you’ve got my interest piqued. I’ll come with you.”

“Yippie”, Taehyung exclaims and rolls off of you, picking you up bridal style.

“Tae, oh god warn me next time”, you laugh, throwing your head back as he twirls with you.

He sets you down soon after, taking you by your hand to lead you outside. Your journey takes you out of your wing and the estate. His horse is waiting at the end of the stairs.

“What’s Starlight doing here?”

“She shall be our method of escape. Now may I?”

“What are you gonna do?”

Taehyung places his hands on your hips, “allow me to show you.”

“Okay?”

He picks you up and lifts you onto the horse so you were sitting on it sideways. He keeps an arm around your thighs, mounting the saddle in a skilful movement. 

So now you are sitting in front of him while he keeps you steady with his arms. He meets your giddy gaze, giving you a smile.

“Shall we escape, my darling?”

“Yeah, let’s escape”, you say, resting your head against his chest.

Taehyung clicks his tongue to get the horse to move. The horse trots off, walking slowly so you would have it comfortable.

“Oh god.” You snuggle closer, giggling. “This is this craziest thing I’ve ever done.”

“Isn’t it so wonderful?”

“Yeah, it’s so romantic.”

“Indeed it is.” He agrees and sighs. “Oh darling, the night is wonderful. I am so delighted to spend it with you.”

“Me too. Where are we going?”

“Just someplace no one will ever find us.”

You smile. That doesn’t sound bad at all.

Your journey takes you away from the estate, past meadows and through the forest until another meadow is before your eyes. In the middle of it, an old barn is standing, waiting to be used again.

“Do you see the building in the distance?” Taehyung asks you.

“Are we going there?”

“Indeed we are. We must take shelter before the weather changes.”

You look up at the sky. It is so clear that one can see every single star in the universe. You feel yourself smiling. Taehyung is being playful again.

“Thankfully we found it when we did. I would have hated to get wet.”

“Indeed”, Taehyung agrees, sneaking a glance at you. He is visibly giddy because you are playing along.

Taehyung helps you off Starlight once you have reached the barn.

“Do you perhaps want to close your eyes for me?” he asks.

“Don’t tell me you have something prepared”, you say, closing your eyes.

“Perhaps I have”, he says and takes your hand, “open them once I tell you to.”

“Okay I will. Gosh Tae, you’re getting me so excited right now.”

He chuckles, leading you and his horse inside the barn. He ties Starlight to one of the pillars then wraps his arm around your waist.

“Don’t frighten, I will jump.”

“Ju-aah!”

Your feet leave the ground as Taehyung leaps up onto the second floor. He lands without sound, setting you down carefully.

“Holy moly, that was so scary”, you curse.

“Forgive me, but the good news is that you can open your eyes now.”

You open your eyes to dozens and dozens of candles illuminating a small area of the hay loft. Taehyung laid out a blanket on top of the hay and made it even more comfortable with pillows. 

“Tae”, you gasp, looking at him in flabbergasted breathlessness.

“Surprise.” He smiles. “You mentioned how you wanted to try love making in a hay loft and so I figured that I could fulfil this wish of yours.”

“Tae, oh my god…”

“Obviously only if you wish the same. I brought many blankets so if you only want to talk or hug or fall asleep again, we can do so as well. I merely thought that we could do what we couldn’t do at your grandparents’ home.”

He studies your features shyly.

“What’s the matter? Why are you not saying anything? Do you not like it?”

You shake your head and close the distance, hugging him tightly.

“I love it so much. I’m just speechless because it’s so nice. Oh Tae, I love it so much.”

Taehyung hugs you back, burying his face in the crook of your neck. Your pulse is heightened. 

“You do?”

“I do. So much. Gosh, you are so cute.” You melt into him. “I can’t believe you prepared all of this. It’s so romantic. And beautiful. And nice. And amazing.”

He breaks away just so he can gaze at you, holding both your hands as he does.

“Do you like it?”

“I love it so much. Gosh Tae, thank you so much. I appreciate it so much.”

He smiles, guiding your hands to his lips so he can kiss your knuckles.

“Based on how often you said so much, I can sense your honesty”, he jokes, making you laugh.

“I am. I’m honest.”

His eyes soften. “I love you very much, my darling.”

“I love you too, Tae darling.”

You and he gaze at the other, sharing silence. You are the one to break said silence, showing him your giddiness by lowering your eyes.

“What’s the matter?”

“Nothing, it’s just weird to know that we’re going to have sex now.”

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“It’s not that. It’s just…” You meet his eyes. “I’m more of a spontaneous lover. I don’t know how to start stuff like this.”

“I see. Shall I start it then?”

“Yes.”

“May I help you relax?”

You feel tingles in your stomach. Yup, he is definitely doing magic already. With a fluttering pulse you nod your head.

Taehyung closes the distance with a kiss to your neck. You roll your head to the side, sighing his name. His kiss feels so good when it promises sweet love making. His big, tender hands let go of yours so they can travel along your torso. Being touched likes this truly shows you how thin the fabric of your sleeping clothes truly is. The heat of his touch is sinking into the deepest fibres of your body, exciting you comfortably.

“You have the most beautiful neck, my darling”, Taehyung whispers.

“Tae…”

“Mhm”, he bites your earlobe playfully, making you gasp and clutch his waist. It brings in his flowy shirt, showing your hands how small his waist actually was. “Allow me to help you get comfortable.”

“You can do whatever you want to me.”

He smiles, squeezing your waist, “mhm, don’t test me. I might be tempted to get rough with you.”

He is being playful, making you giggle and squirm. He definitely knows how to get you into the right mindset.

He chuckles and presses his lips to your ear.

“Jump.”

You do so, sighing when he catches you in his arms. You wrap your legs around his waist, burying your hands deep in his dark locks. They feel a little cold from the nightly ride, hugging your fingers softly. 

He is gazing up at you, giving you his giddiest smile, “my beautiful. You are so incredibly beautiful.”

“You’re beautiful too. Oh Tae”, you say, claiming his lips in a kiss.

Taehyung sighs, kissing you back eagerly. He craved the taste of you and the softness of your lips. 

Lost in the kiss, he carries you to the blanket. He kneels down, making sure to lie you down carefully. Once you are on your back, he places himself over you, kissing you like this while his hips move against you carefully. 

It isn’t long that you have to break the kiss to gasp and look at him. Your legs squeeze his waist, your fingers fall from his hair to grasp his upper arms instead.

“Is this alright for me to do?” he makes sure, caressing your cheeks.

“Yes”, you sigh, rolling your hips into him. He shivers from the sensation, moaning quietly. He is getting hard. It turns you on a lot.

“You are so beautiful. Oh darling, you are so beautiful”, he whispers, making your heart race. 

“Do you love me?”

“I love you like the moon loves the sun. Because without her, he wouldn’t shine.”

“Oh god”, you giggle, hiding away in his arm. “Taehyung, oh my god. This was so romantic.” 

He smiles fondly, kissing your newly exposed neck and jawline.

“You are adorable, my sweetest”, he whispers and moves the collar of your dress aside so his lips could worship your shoulder and collarbone. He caresses the parts he isn’t currently kissing. His fingertips are so tender against your body.

Only once he truly kissed every inch of the exposed spot, does he move on to another. He guides your head into a different position with his hand gently around your throat. 

The way you gaze up at him makes his heart feel alive. Submission. The kind of safe, warm submission only someone dearly trusted can bring out.

“Do you feel good?” he asks.

“Yes”, you sigh.

“That makes me happy. Relax, my darling. I have you”, he says and exposes your other shoulder to shower you in the adoration you deserve. It is the same than before and yet different because you beg him for more very soon. “What do you want?”

“Can you touch my boobs?” 

“Of course, everything my darling wants. I am here to serve you.” 

And so it happens that Taehyung kisses your exposed shoulder and sucks hickeys to your neck and collarbone while his left hand cradles your breasts. He massages them gently over the thin material of your sleeping gown, dragging the warmest tingles to the surface. He squeezes them as tenderly as possible and rubs your nipples when the affection brings them to the surface.

“Oh god”, you get out breathlessly.

“Is this good for you?” 

“Yes…”

“Good, that’s good. You are so beautiful, my darling sweetheart.” 

Taehyung fixes the collar of your dress before he takes another path. He wouldn’t want you to feel chilly in the nightly air. He kisses his way to your chest, moaning in delight because there is nothing better than worshiping you. You should know how remarkable you are. Taehyung is still struck in awe about your magical potential, how you took them to another realm and gave them a chance at being human again. He is grateful for it, grateful that he got to experience racing heartbeats and proper warmth again. And he needs you to feel the appreciation he harbors for you. There is so much of it. And it is never ending.

“My beautiful darling. How I adore you.” 

He is careful at first, only brushing his lips over the paths of your breasts. But you moan and sigh so sweetly and your nipples are so hard each time he brushes against them, that Taehyung cannot control himself any longer. He wraps his lips around one of them, sucking and licking the swollen bud through your dress. 

“Ahng”, the noise you let out assures him that he is doing a good job. You arch your back, chasing the fiery sensation. The fabric in his mouth is soaked entirely, his mouth is so warm. You can feel each lick. But the true peak of his affection is when he releases your nipple to suck on the other and the coldness of the air soaks the wet fabric. The spot is freezing, forcing goosebumps to the surface of your sensitive skin. 

“Tae…” 

Taehyung purrs happily as he sucks on your nipple, sliding his fingers to the other to massage it. It is cold to the touch. The fabric sticks to it and gives him a perfect feel of its shape. So he merely brushes his fingertips over it, giving it minimal attention so you can continue to shiver underneath him. 

It isn’t until Taehyung is stuck in the blissful moment of changing sides with both hands playing with your nipples that you stop him. You tug on a bundle of his hair, whimpering softly.

“Stop, please.”

He sits up. Your legs are around his hips that way.

“Did you change your mind?” 

You shake your head vigorously, “it, it makes me want to cum.”

He smiles, “well this…oh darling, this”, he leans down again, nipping at your breasts, “this is indeed a predicament. What should I do with you, mhm?” 

The teasing tone in his honey voice makes you shudder.

“Oh god, Tae.”

“May I continue? Is this your wish?”

“Yes”, you whimper, arching your back.

“How wonderful. Relax, you are in safe hands”, he whispers sweetly and gives you time to breathe by guiding his kisses to your stomach instead. He moans and sighs, worshiping every inch of it because you deserve to feel loved. 

He loves you so much and he hopes that through his kisses and touches he can make you experience it. Oh, how he adores you. How he wants to make you feel good. 

It isn’t long and he has reached your legs. Your sleeping gown ends a little over your knees. He stops, playing with the hem of it.

“May I lift it?” 

“Yes”, you answer him, lifting your hips eagerly to which he laughs and pins them down again.

“Patience. I shall tell you when you need to raise them.”

“Are you taking it slow?”

“Of course I am, my darling”, he assures you with teasing playfulness in his voice, smiling against your skin when you whine in impatience. But he doesn’t let you rush him. He kisses your thighs slowly and thoroughly. He sucks hickeys into your skin, gives the softest parts gentle love bites, guides his hands over your silken skin. He wants you to feel breathless from all the love he pours into his affection. 

And you do. You feel breathless, bucking your hips up in impatience. Your pussy aches. You haven't felt her throb and pulse as much as she does right now in a long time. You experienced the tenderness of his lips all over your body and you need it on your pussy. Now. Instantly. Right this second.

“Please.”

“Please what? You have to tell me what you need”, he coos, head hidden in your dress.

“Lick me.”

“Like this?” he taunts, guiding his tongue down your inner thigh. He is doing this on purpose. He is acting oblivious just to get you to tell him. He is playing with you because he is mean like that.

“No”, you mewl, shivering.

“What possibly could you mean then?”

“Oh god Tae, please just lick my pussy”, you beg, fucking the air aggressively. 

He chuckles, pinning you down easily.

“You are adorable.” 

“Please.”

“Adorable. You are just adorable”, he rasps and places his mouth against your pussy. He darts his tongue out, licking a thick stripe along your sensitive heat.

“Aah a-ah, aah, aah, a-ah”, you are noisy instantly, twisting the blanket because you cannot twist his hair.

It is important to mention that you are still wearing your panties at this point of the night. And that Taehyung doesn’t let this stop him from tasting you. He sucks out your taste, purring deeply because there is no taste more saccharine than that of your heat. Especially when it is soaked deep into your panties and he needs to work for it. He sucks and sucks and sucks until the fabric is soaked in his spit. 

“So sweet. My darling’s so sweet”, he lulls and presses his tongue against your clothed clit. He uses his neck muscles to move his head, grinding the flat of his hot tongue against your clothed heaven. 

“Oh god, oh god, oh god”, you are out of breath, completely flabbergasted by what he makes you feel. The sensation of his skin is missing, but everything else is there. His heat, the slick wetness, his moans. And because he is soaking your panties, the parts he doesn’t lick are cold in the night air. You are in a constant state of different temperatures. Hot mouth and cold panties. Your pussy weeps to make sense of it. Quite frankly, you want to weep as well. 

“I can’t get enough. Mhm darling, you taste so good. So sweet. Darling, oh darling, my darling”, he babbles between his licks, humping the floor needily. 

He will make you climax. You didn’t think it possible that something like this could make you orgasm, but thinking back, you are foolish. Of course he could make you orgasm this way. It is Taehyung and Taehyung will always show you new ways of how sex can feel. It is never boring with him. 

Although tonight, you wish that he would be just a little bit boring. You are burning up and it’s so unfair that you are already close. 

“Stop please, you’re making me cum” you beg him, trying to grasp him through the fabric of your dress.

Taehyung growls playfully, breaking away from you even if you instantly whine for more.

“Adorable. You are simply adorable”, he coos and appears from your dress to smile at you. His lips are puffy, his hair ruffled from being buried under your dress. 

“Why are you like this?” you keen, wiping at your eyes so you wouldn’t cry.

“What do you mean?”

“I, I don’t know. Oh god, Tae.”

“Did you like how I licked you?” he is taunting you.

You spill tears, making grabby hands at him. He places himself over you instantly, holding your hands on each side of your head. 

“Yeah, liked it”, you sniffle, “Tae, I feel droopy.”

“You look droopy. And beautiful. So very beautiful”, he praises, kissing the tip of your nose, “don’t be scared. Allow it to happen. I am here.”

You sink into the droopy headspace further. You are completely his’ right now, so vulnerable that it would break your heart if he stopped it. But he doesn’t stop it. Because as much as you are floating in a safe subspace, Taehyung is floating in a warm Domspace. He loves every second with you, feeling high with you. 

“I love you”, he tells you.

“I love you too”, you tell him.

“So beautiful”, he says and disappears between your legs again. He lifts your hips with one hand, using the other to take off your panties. He gives them a deep sniff and a kiss, “so sweet”, then places them aside. He uses the position to push the dress over your butt, letting it punch around your waist. Only then does he lower your hips again, lifting your legs next to prop them up. You are spread like this, exposed to his eyes and the cold air. 

It is sinful how he is still entirely dressed while you are already showing him your parts most private. It is as if he is inspecting you. You can’t breathe properly at this aspect. This is so arousing to you.

“I know that I am repeating myself, but you are so beautiful, my darling. Look at you. Look at the shape of you, the beautiful colours of you, how wet you are. Oh, I want to treat your petals like they deserve to be treated.”

You clench around nothing. Taehyung delights at the view.

“How adorable. May I touch?” 

“Yes, please”, you beg him, spreading your legs further.

Taehyung places his left hand on your lower tummy, using his fingers to spread your pussy. He traces the shapes of you with his right hand, using only his fingertips. 

You are mewling instantly. You are aware that you sound needy and desperate, but you can’t help yourself. He makes you sensitive and each touch he places feels like the one able to break you. 

“How soft you are. How warm. How wet”, he rasps, gazing at you, “does this feel good, my darling?” 

He pulls you apart just a little more and rubs your newly exposed clit in circular motions. He makes sure to put special emphasis whenever his fingers rub up and down. 

“Yes ah, aaah Tae…”

“How beautiful, oh so beautiful.”

You are so wet that his clit massage is easy. And he makes you feel so good that you keep leaking more and more slick. His initial plan was to massage your other parts as well, but you are moaning so sweetly with his finger on your clit that Taehyung doesn’t have the heart to move away. He massages you eagerly, keeping track of your orgasm by looking at your glistening entrance.

Whenever you get close, you clench it involuntarily. He learned this about you from paying attention to whenever you played. 

“Keep breathing for me, there we go. Such a good girl”, he talks to you each time you get a little restless. And it works at first. It works perfectly, but soon all the breathing in the world couldn’t bring you down again. You clench. Taehyung’s only option is to pull away. 

“No please don’t edge me anymore. Please”, you wail, shaking in desperation. He has been playing with you for too long. He kept telling you to breathe, slowed down whenever you felt it coming closer. It’s been too long. You just want to cum.

“Breathe darling. I know it hurts, so I need you to breathe.”

“Why are you doing this to me?”

“You asked me to relax you and so I did.”

“What?” 

You meet his eyes, having to gulp. Crazed playfulness is burning in them. It is as if he is fucking you raw with just his gaze.

“My darling, your pretty cunt has never looked more ready to take me. Look at how wet you are, how swollen your petals are, how empty your hole looks. You are so perfectly prepared. I merely did what you asked of me.”

Taehyung is normally such a gentleman that you sometimes forget that behind this mannered mask a huge, nasty pervert is hiding. You are reminded again and it’s messing you up.

He is right. You are empty and swollen and wet and you need him to fill you. Now. Instantly. Right this second.

“Please fuck me, please.” You sit up and begin tugging at his clothes. “Please fuck me, please Tae. Take it off, please.”

“Calm down darling, calm down”, he chuckles, guiding your hands away, “I would hate to have to tie up your grabby hands. Let me and be patient, yes?” 

“I want to be fucked.”

“I know darling, but the more you hinder me, the longer you have to wait. Are you going to be my good girl now, mhm?”

“Yes Sir”, you get out obediently because he managed to put you back in your place with just his words.

“There we go. That’s my good girl. You know, the better you behave, the harder I will fuck you. Only good behaviour will get you rewarded”, he talks as he undresses, riling you up even more. He takes off his pants first.

You ogle his cock. It is thrashing around, leaking droplets of his excitement. You want to suck him off, but you hold back. You need to be his good girl.

Taehyung doesn’t pay mind to his cock, unlacing his shirt so he could pull it off. He talks as he does it.

“Although don’t misunderstand, shall you misbehave, I shall fuck you just as hard. I will simply stop listening to your pleas for a break.” He pulls his shirt over his head. “But I am certain that you want to be my good girl tonight. Am I wrong in my-”

He forgets to talk. To breathe. To even properly function. You are naked, presenting yourself to him on all fours. You are arching your back, showing your glistening pussy and hole to him.

“What the fuck?” is all he gets out as his shirt slides from his weakened fingers.

You have him cursing. Your position has the desired effect on him. You mewl in realisation, sticking your ass out more. 

“What, what”, he stutters, gasping for air, “what…dar-darling, what are you do-doing?” 

“Please fuck me.” 

“Holy fuck”, he runs his hand through his own hair in distress, “darling, I should be so angry at you. Oh you drive me insane, you perfect goddess”, you gets out and attacks you with bites all over your buttocks.

You giggle, fleeing him with minimal effort.

“I’m going to eat you. You are too perfect.” He babbles between his eager bites. "Perfect. So fucking perfect”, he growls and sticks his tongue into your hole just long enough that you start gasping. He couldn’t help himself. When you present yourself so deliciously, Taehyung just needs to steal a taste. 

He doesn’t linger for long because ever since you presented yourself like this, his cock started aching unbearably and he really needs to be inside you. 

He still manages to get you breathless and twisting the blanket when he pulls back. He closes in, slapping his heavy cock against your pussy. Gently. Right against your clit to make you flinch with each spank. 

“One day I shall fuck your beautiful ass full of my seed”, he lulls his words, twitching each time his cockhead slaps against your clit. It feels just as good for him as it does for you.

“Taehyung, ah Taehyung”, you moan as your head begins to turn. You didn’t even know how much you needed your clit spanked until he gave it to you. And to make matters even worse, Taehyung gives you breaks by rubbing his cock through your puffy folds. He does so until you gasp, exchanging the grinds with new spanks. He will definitely make you climax if he keeps this going.

“I’ll play with you all day, make you wear different toys and take you out on a date. I’d make you carry a bag with all the toys I’d work up your tolerance with. Just imagine. I’d take you to the bathroom and make you bend over so I can exchange the damned toy in your ass.” He growls the last sentence, spanking your clit especially hard.

You flinch forward, twisting the blanket. You can only mewl because all your concentration is on not cumming accidentally. He grinds against you after the spank, staring at your ass with darkened eyes.

“Just imagine once we reached the last toy of the evening. How big it would be, how stretched out you’d be. You would feel it with each step, would feel it when I sit you down in my car to drive you home. By the time, I have you in my wing, you’d be fucking begging for my cock. Fuck darling”, he grits his teeth, huffing out air. “Look at what you are doing to me. You have me cursing and spitting such disgusting things.” 

He spanks your clit again. Doing so over and over and over…he makes you cum. It’s going to happen. You can’t hold back anymore and so you ready yourself. A mistake, because Taehyung picks up on it instantly and pulls away. 

The wail of agony you let out almost makes him feel bad. Almost. He leans down and kisses your spine, rubbing your sides gently.

“Breathe darling. Be my good girl and breathe”, he speaks sweetly again. The once feral Taehyung from before is tamed. “I am sorry for losing my composure. That must have been scary for you.”

You sob. He is actually making fun of you. Holy fuck. This is just a game to him.

“Please”, you beg weakly.

“Please what? I told you darling, I can only give you what you want when you are using your words. Please don’t disobey me, my darling.”

You shudder. He is so good with his words.

“Fuck me. I can’t do this anymore. I need your cock. Please.”

“There we go. See? It wasn’t that hard to use your words”, he speaks sickeningly sweet and presses his tip against your puffy entrance. He applies no pressure and he is already slipping inside, whimpering in surprise because your pussy is practically sucking him in. 

“Thank you”, you mewl, pressing back into him until he sits inside you entirely. It isn’t often that he fits inside completely, making you sob his name because it feels so good to you. 

“Do, do I hurt?” he stutters, fighting with his air. He wants to move, but holds back for your sake. He couldn’t live with himself if he knew that he was causing you discomfort.

“No, it feels so good, please move.”

“I am keeping my, my cock human. To make it seem as…as if we…are…” he barely gets his words out as he rolls his hips into you. He grasps your hips, guiding them so it would feel the best for both of you. “Heavens, it is difficult to talk.”

“You don’t have to”, you squeak out.

“I don’t, good”, he says and moans, rolling his head back sensually, “just tell me that you feel good.”

“I do. I feel so good.”

“Darling…You feel good too, so good…” 

The sex becomes more intense now that you got rid of the pressure of talking. When you and Taehyung are like this, it is impossible to talk and knowing that it is okay to only moan makes this feel like an acid trip. He fucks into you deep and hard, moaning and growling while you answer him in high pitched squeaks and ecstatic sobs. 

The wooden planks feel hard under your knees and against the cheek you are squishing down on them. The blanket makes it comfortable.

“Are your knees alright? Is it not too hard?” Taehyung still checks up on you because he is starting to feel the hardness of the boards as well.

“Good. Is good. Tae, I love this”, you mewl, throbbing around him.

“I love it too. Such a good girl. You are taking me so well”, he praises and looks at where you are connecting. He pulls out completely, spanks your hole just once then pushes back inside, growling deeply at the sinful view. He has you even puffier than before, his cock is so thick inside you that it squeezes out your juices. Taehyung buries himself into you until his crotch sits against your pussy and you can soak his pubes with your sweet nectar. 

“You are getting me so messy”, he lulls and grabs your buttocks to spread you on him. The view is so arousing to him. You on his cock while your soft body jiggles each time he slams his hips into you.

Something happened to Taehyung. You have no idea what, but the way he fucks you suddenly feels way too good. You can barely breathe or stay on your knees. Constant waves of hot electricity shoot through your entire body and the warmth between your legs makes you weep.

What you aren’t aware of is that Taehyung found his composure again. He may have been lost in the sensation at first, but he found his control again. And now he is going to bring you to ruin. The view of him fucking your pretty cunt motivates him. The constant squelching of your juices and the sensarion of them on his dick makes him want to fuck you better just to increase them. The ecstatic sounds you can’t control from coming out, urge him to keep them going. 

Taehyung is back and he is going to make sure that you lose yourself completely. He slides his right hand to your front and pinches your clit between his fingers so he can roll it quickly.

You scream, collapsing on the ground. Taehyung lets you, but pulls up your hips so he can still reach your clit. The position tightens you and he has to growls from the deepest parts of his stomach to bear the heaven you make him feel. 

“Taehyung, Taehyung please. Taehyung too much. Taehyung”, you sound panicked, kicking the floorboards as best as your pinned down legs allow you to. 

“Don’t be scared. I’m here. Let go my darling, let go”, he encourages you, rolling your clit between his fingers. 

“You’ll keep going afterwards”, you wail.

“Of course I will.”

The aspect of being overstimulated is scaring you, but you can’t hold back anymore. It’s been too many times he denied you. You have to cum.

You break with a scream of his name. 

“Yes! Good girl”, he exclaims, fucking you gently as you shake and writhe. He knows exactly when to speed up again. He doesn’t miss the window for even a millisecond, drilling into you at the perfect time to completely ruin you. 

You wail his name, clawing at the boards as he makes you see stars. You genuinely only exist for pleasure right now. He fucks you so good and with such precision that you would dissolve if he stopped right now. You were scared of the overstimulation but now you need it as if it was your air. 

Taehyung holds you down with both hands. He knows your clit is swollen enough that his rough thrusts are enough to stimulate it as well. You are sucking him off with how tightly you are squeezing him. It messes him up to the point where he can’t pretend to be proper anymore.

“You are such a perfect slut. Keep fucking screaming like that. Oh, I’m going to fill you up until you can’t hold it in anymore. Hear me? I’m going to make you my pretty cumslut.”

“I can’t hold it anymore, please take it out of me”, you wail, meaning something entirely different. He is going to make you squirt, but you can’t let go because of the squeezed position. 

“My cock?” 

“No, no the, the liquid.”

“Liquid?”

You can’t be blamed. Your brain is dead. Liquid is all you could think of.

“Please”, you cough out a sob, “please make it stop. I can’t take it out.”

“Oh! Darling, just tell me”, he finally understands and pulls you back onto your knees, pressing down on your clit to finally set you off. 

You squeak as it happens, shaking against your will as you spray it everywhere.

“There we go, fucking wet yourself. I’m sorry for not noticing sooner. I bet you must have felt so full. That’s my good girl, let it all out.” 

His rough fucking makes it so that it goes everywhere and it feels so good. Such relief you haven’t felt in a long time. He is right. You felt so full and it’s finally leaving you. 

“Urgh, I can’t hold back like this. This is really turning me on, darling”, Taehyung gets out between his gritted teeth.

“I want your cum please”, you allow him.

“Thank you, darling thank you”, he moans and throws his head back, emptying his plumb balls deep inside you. The strength with which it shoots out of him and the masses he produces, are indicators that he was truly human no more. For just a second you feared for the strength of your cervix as he shot his sticky cum against it with such force that you could feel it. If you didn’t feel fucked already, the way he stuffs you does the rest. 

He pulls out after his high, moaning with you when big dollops of his seed leak out of you. With how well he fucked your pussy, it is unavoidable that your lose hole can’t hold it in. 

“Sorry”, you still apologise, trying to clench.

“Don’t. Relax. I’ll clean you up later”, he assures you and drops down beside you, pulling you with him so you are resting on his chest.

“It’s going everywhere.”

“I told you that it is alright. I have an eager tongue. I can clean whatever mess you make.”

“Oh god, Tae”, you finally melt into him, letting yourself relax even if that means his cum is seeping out of you in a constant trickle.

“Doesn’t that feel better? To relax and to let it happen?” he asks, caressing the back of your head.

“Yes, better. Good”, you sigh, melting into a puddle of giddiness. You feel so safe with him.

“That’s what I like to hear. Relax, my darling”, he whispers and kisses the crown of your head. “How are you feeling otherwise?”

“Good”, you whisper and shiver, “oh god, I feel so giddy, this was so good.”

“It was incredible”, he rolls to his side so you were nuzzled into him, “I am so proud of you. You took me like such a good girl. I loved every second with you.”

You gaze up at him, spilling new tears when he wipes your old ones with such tenderness and care.

“I feel so safe with you”, you squeak out.

“You are safe with me. I promise you”, he says honestly and kisses your forehead, “my darling girl. Oh, how I want to treat you right.”

“You do. You treat me so right.”

He smiles, kisses your forehead again.

“That is good to hear.”

“I’m so happy that we went on this trip. I feel so much safer with you.”

“You do?” 

“Yes. Yes, like, like I felt when we first started out. I was so scared back then, so confused and helpless, but you were my safe space. I feel like this again when I’m with you.”

“Oh.” Taehyung lowers his head. Tears escape him.

“Why are you crying?” you gasp, wiping them instantly.

“Because I wished for you to trust me like this again for ages. What you and I had back then was magical to me. I feel so happy knowing that we have it back.” 

“Oh Tae, you are so sweet.”

“Thank you for saying this. Oh sweetest”, he kisses your forehead, “I am grateful for this trip as well. I feel so much closer to you as well as Kook and Yoongi.”

“Me too”, you say and giggle.

He giggles with you.

“But now, you must tell me how it was. How did you like your first time in a hayloft?” he asks afterwards.

You wiggle in his arms happily.

“I actually kinda forgot that we are in a hayloft.”

“You did? How sad”, Taehyung pouts before he reaches over you to get something. Moments later you have a few pieces of hay in your hair and one of it poking your forehead as he tickles your face with it.

“Tae, what is that?” you cackle, escaping him with zero effort. Quite frankly, you are snuggling into him.

“The proper hayloft experience. You have something in your hair, darling. Let me get it for you.”

“Yes, because you put it there”, you laugh, squeaking in laughter soon after when Taehyung rolls you into the hay and begins kissing your neck.

the glow up (6) | kth, pjm

pairing: taehyung x reader, jimin x reader

summary: after going off to college, you & your best friend committed to working out. a year later, the results show, and you cant wait for your hot hometown friends to see you. now all you wanna do is wild out and have lots of sex, and enjoy it without feeling insecure

genre: angst, smut, childhoodfriends!au weightloss!au (is that a thing) friends-to-lovers!au

word count: 3k

warnings: cheating, explicit smut: heavy making out...like HEAVY, in a pool, oral (f receiving), shower sex, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, slow burn, feelings, slut shaming, slight exhibitionism, alcohol use, choking, small daddy kink, taehyung calls you princess, swearing

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Taehyung let his feet sink into the water, warmed by the body heat from the many ex-classmates of his who populated the pool. He stared out onto the horizon, the suburban hills a largely underwhelming contrast to the party vibes. He felt a presence come beside him, and the overwhelming designer perfume scent let him know it was Hobi.

“What’s up champ? Got eyes on anyone tonight?” Hobi asked, placing his hand on Tae’s back playfully. Taehyung simply sighed.

He was playing a losing game. He knew from the moment he kissed you that it was a mistake. He knew you would pick Jimin in the end, and he would get heartbroken.

But somehow he couldn’t deny you. Whenever you would text to hang out, his heart would flutter. He did his best to make as much time for you as he could this summer, soaking up every word you said, every smile you sent his way. He knew you just wanted him to have sex. But he enjoyed your company more than you knew.

He was an idiot. He pushed you too far too fast, he understood more than anyone why you needed freedom to explore your body and sexuality. You had insecurities you needed to deal with. You weren’t ready. You never were.

“I don’t think so…maybe I’ll just double team with Jungkook” Taehyung faked a laugh. Hobi gave him a fist bump.

“Fucking Jimin almost started a fight with him, so I sent them and Y/n inside to sort their shit out” Taehyung felt his stomach flip.

“Oh yeah” He couldn’t even find it within himself to pretend to look amused. He was pouting. He didn’t even care. He knew exactly what Jungkook was likely going to make of the situation, and he knew you would let him. Jungkook, like him, was more promiscuous, and had a bad reputation behaving with girls, but he never expected him to treat an old friend the same way. He called him out, but Jungkook did not have any apologies.

“She likes it Tae. I guarantee it” Jungkook had said before Taehyung almost punched him in the face.

“I hate this” Taehyung muttered, tilting his head up as he felt his eyes getting wet. The prospect of you having sex with Jungkook hurt him a bit too much. He shouldn’t care, it was your life. You guys weren’t exclusive at all. He hadn’t been loyal to you either. “What the fuck is wrong with me?” Taehyung groaned in frustration. Hobi chuckled.

“You’re in love with her”

Taehyung clenched his fists. He hated that he understood what you were going through. He hated that he was able to read your every thought and understand your every desire. He hated what you were doing to him.

“You should at least tell her. She probably doesn’t think she has a genuine shot with you. Let her know her options.”

“She’s not gonna pick me over Jimin” Taehyung laughed, “Jimin is her best friend. She literally can’t go a fucking week without him. Even if she dated me, she would still go to him for everything because he knows her better”

“You should give yourself more credit. From what I’ve heard anyway, Jimin’s been sort of a little bitch to her about all this. Some people are just meant to be friends, others maybe something more. Let me tell you…” Hobi wandered off onto a tangent about his own relationship and Taehyung tuned out. He downed the bitter watery beer left over in his cup, mentally noting to go for something stronger next time. His phone vibrated.

jungkook: ur girls tits are fire

Yeah. He definitely needed something much stronger

You woke up slowly to the sound of a booming base, realizing quickly that the party was still going on. You tried to turn but Jimin’s cock was still inside you. You smiled.

“Jimin, wake up” You called out softly, reaching your hand to stroke his head which was lazily muffled into your neck. He mumbled something incoherent, the vibrations of his voice on your skin making you blush. His body was sticky with sweat and you were both a mess. “Let’s freshen up, I don’t wanna miss the whole party come on” You nudged him and he stirred. You slowly rolled away, his cock sliding out of you causing him to groan in frustration, reaching out blindly for you on the mattress.

“Where’d you goooo” He complained, his eyes finally opening slightly. Seeing your naked figure sitting besides him he simply couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest guy in the world.

“I’m gonna go freshen up.” You informed him, kissing his forehead slightly. “I feel gross”

Jimin sat up and cupped your face. “Y/n…wait…let’s just sort this out. I hated what just happened okay. I’m sorry but I did. I don’t want to share you. Be my girlfriend. Let’s fucking just date. I’m sorry I’ve been moody and a jerk, but beyond all that you know I adore you more than anyone in the world. No amount of distance has been able to get in the way of you and me. Let’s try this out. Let’s date”

The look in his eyes was pleading, like he was a frail piece of glass that was about to shatter. Your gut screamed no. Say no. But your heart did not want to see that light in his gaze fade. You nodded your head.

“Yeah…let’s date”

-

You found yourself back at the pool. The sun had set, and the rainbow colored lights made the place look magical. You really wanted to dance, the music was loud and the songs were perfect. You should feel happy, you finally had a boyfriend. But instead you felt like someone was choking you— you couldn’t breathe. You looked across the pool to see a drunk Taehyung splashing around wildly with a few girls. He wrapped his hands around one and spun her around, giggling like a mess. You wanted to be her. You wanted to play and goof off but you couldn’t.

Unknowingly a tear ran down your cheek. You put your hands in your palms, allowing your tears to fall freely. Why were you so unsatisfied? You had the perfect guy in your hands, so why were you unhappy?

You felt a wet hand on your knee, quickly wiping your eyes to see Taehyung in the water below you. He was shirtless, hair soaked, a drunken gleam in his eyes.

“Are you okay?” He asked sweetly. You had no idea how he was managing to be nice while he was drunk. Taehyung was a wild drunk, you knew this well.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it” You stated dryly. You couldn’t bear to look at Taehyung too long, you just felt like breaking down even more. Taehyung sighed and pulled you into the pool.

“Let it happen” He whispered, bringing you into his embrace. He rand his wet hand through your hair before holding the back of your head and pulling you in for a kiss. “Don’t think. Just don’t think” His words brushed up against your lips. You moaned into his mouth, your arms finding their way around his neck, pulling yourself as close to him as you possibly could get. Taehyung held you tight and floated the two of you towards the back of the pool.

You couldn’t stop, your lips attached like magnets. He kissed you long and sweet, and you responded to his every move with even more eagerness. Your pulse races, and you felt a tingling sensation run through your chest as you shut your eyes, focusing on the hot feeling of his mouth against yours. He paused, barely aware from your face to inhale quickly. His sparkling eyes were gorgeous under the florescent lights, his pink hair almost glowing against the darkness. “Hold your breath” You nodded quickly as he captured your lips again and dragged you under the water.

The music went quiet, everything was still. All you could feel was wetness and Taehyung all over you. You let your hands find his face holding your mouth against him. Your lungs constricted as you lost air but you didn’t care. It was serenity. Taehyung’s hands moved to your hips and as if you could read his mind you wrapped your legs around his waist.

He picked you up and rose you back above the water. You both gasped for breath, smiling wide into each other’s eyes before kissing yet again. You looked around quickly to see that quite a few people were staring at you guys, which only made you smile even wider. Taehyung watched your gaze and giggled slightly.

“You just love putting on a show don’t you princess”

You turned to admire the man who held you. His soaked hair, gorgeous eyes and toned body. His lush lips and sweet voice. He winked at you and you felt your heart explode, blushing furiously. You buried your face into his chest in embarrassment. Taehyung motioned for the crowd of observers to leave the two of you alone as he rested his back against the pool wall, continuing to hold you close.

Taehyung stroked your cheek like you were a prized gem that he couldn’t believe he got his hands on. When your eyes met again your blood rushed and you kissed him furiously, whimpering softly. “Easyyy princess”

“I can’t get enough” You exhaled, barely able to speak. Your lips throbbed, swelling from the contact but you just wanted more. “Tae let’s get out of here. I want you” Your tongue traced his mouth and you softly bit his bottom lip, dragging it teasingly.

Taehyung hesitated, as if the liquid courage in his veins drained at the reality that you were not his to have. He could never say no to you. You were too amazing. He loved you far too much.

“Whatever you want princess” He playfully bit at your nose before lifting you out of the pool. You got out, water dripping from your clothes and helped drag Taehyung up as well. He grabbed himself a towel, rubbing it through his hair, and you almost drooled. He then grabbed another one and wrapped it around your shoulders so that it covered your chest.

Hobi walked over to the two of you, clapping his hands. “Wow what a performance. That was hot” He pinked your cheek playfully and smiled fondly. “You two are more than welcome to use my room” You stiffened, remembering what all had transpired on Hobi’s bed earlier. Suddenly the water on your body felt heavy. You felt gross.

“Think I could use a shower first” Taehyung stated, patting your ass lightly and squeezing it. He winked at Hobi who nodded. Taehyung took your hand into his and led you down to Hobi’s bathroom. Unbeknownst to Taehyung, you tried to hide your face with your towel. After all, Jimin was still around here somewhere. And you totally just cheated on him.

Hobi’s bathroom was as impressive as the rest of his house. The shower was spacious, clear glass walls and marble tile. Taehyung began to peel off his drenched attire. He then proceeded to undress you, almost tearing your tube top as it stubbornly stuck to your skin.

You had forgot how drunk Taehyung was but he reminded you soon enough, as your tits popped out and he went right to them, growling as he sucked harshly. His fingers found your clit and started to explore your folds, causing you to limply fall further into his embrace. He stopped to look into your eyes again, unaware of the heat soaring through your cheeks.

“Do you want to try something?” He said, his words beginning to slur slightly. You nodded and he smirked, pulling you into the shower, and turning the warm rain on. Taehyung dropped to his knees, pressing you against the glass wall and began to kiss your clit softly, letting his tongue peak through and flick against it. Your hands found his hair and your pushed his head towards you as he let his tongue slide out more, lathering you up and licking every crevice. Sensation was building up with every move and you felt like your chest would explode. It felt so good, but you missed the feeling of his body against yours.

“Tae…tae…kiss me” You pleaded. He spat on your pussy and used his tongue to mix his saliva with your arousal. You twitched as his he became harsher. “Tae”

He was not listening, too engrossed in eating up every last drop of you. He sucked, pushed his tongue into your core, pushing your thighs further and further apart. You felt your orgasm approaching, but you didn’t want to cum yet. You wanted to look into his eyes. You wanted to feel his lips on your body. The shower continued to hit your chest, rolling down onto Taehyung’s head. He rose up, licking his lips, with a feral look in his eyes. He grabbed your neck and brought his face close to you. His grip tightened and you squirmed, unsure of what he was about to do.

He watched as droplets of water trickled down from your forehead, over your supple blushed cheeks, down your bruised lips, off your chin and down the valley of your heaving breasts. “I love you” His breath hitched. “I love you y/n” He choked you harder, your breath escaping you. He let his nose drag against your face, from your ear down your neck. He bit into your collar, sucking your skin harshly to mark you.

“Taehyung I can’t breathe” You yelped. He released his grip and you took a deep breath. Your vision was hazy, the hot fumes of the water and the lack of oxygen pushing you into a feeling of light headedness. Taehyung wasted no time in pinning your hands above you and slowly pushing his now rock hard cock into you.

You couldn’t really feel what was happening, desperately trying to breathe as Taehyung bottomed out. His chest pressed against yours and his lips barely an inch from yours. Keeping one hand holding yours, he gripped your hips with the other and began pummeling into you roughly. He smacked your thigh when he felt you try to close your legs, your pussy sore from the harsh movements. He began to slow down, rolling his hips more so you could really feel his cock hit you in all the best places. 

Your pussy clenched, causing him to moan out. “Is my little princess gonna cum on my cock? Gonna cum on daddy’s big cock hm? Your such a little whore for me. You love the way daddy’s dick feels in your little tight pussy don’t you? Hm?” He growled into your ear, his words sending you further and further over the edge. His thrusts became slow but harsh, as he grunted with each one, feeling his cock go as deep inside you as it could.

A wave of shock washed over you as your reached your high, your body twitching immensely. Taehyung began to rub your clit furiously as he felt you orgasm, helping you through it. You screamed out with pleasure, Taehyung cooing at you to keep going. Your ecstasy did not relent, his rapid fingering pushing you straight into another orgasm causing you to yell out his name like a prayer.

Taehyung rested his chin on your shoulder, holding you with both his hands now and let you grab his hair. He pounded into your drenched pussy as you both continued to soak under the pouring shower. “Say it…tell me you love me y/n…or are you really just the little whore they all say you are” He bit the lobe of your ear, making you gasp out at the unexpected rush of pleasure.

“Taehyung…fuck you feel so good” You whimpered at the overstimulation. You felt Taehyung smile. What you couldn’t see was Taehyung head lifting up to make eye contact with a certain someone at the door of the bathroom.

Now fully awake from his nap, Jimin stood, shocked at what he was seeing. The way you were so intimately being fucked by Taehyung, the way you moaned out his name, the way your hands were clenched in his hair as water poured down on the both of you. Taehyung’s eyes were sinister. His smirk as he continued to whisper sweet nothings into your ears.

“Say it princess. Say you love me.” He mumbled, thrusting in extra hard and making you scream.

“I…” You couldn’t think straight, feeling a second high coming, “Fuck…more Tae more…I’m so close, you feel so good. Taehyungggg” You panted feverishly, “Yes baby, I love you, I love you so much. I love you more than anything baby ahhhh” The orgasm hit you, and your pussy squeezed Taehyung’s cock so violently that he came then and there too, all while not looking away from Jimin for a second. Taehyung then kissed you, continuing to hold you against the glass.

“I love you” You panted, cupping his cheeks as he kissed you softly. Jimin felt like he was going to throw up. He couldn’t see your eyes—he didn’t even want to. His heart was absolutely shattered.

He felt tears coming on strong. This was his soul mate. His best friend. Did she really not love him back? Was this really happening? Jimin clenched his fists. Memories of your sweet laugh, your endless nights with him talking about everything. You were home to him, and now he felt as though he had lost everything. Were you really that desperate for cock? That you would ruin your relationship with you best friend? Why didn’t you just say no if you didn’t love him? Why did you say you wanted him when you didn’t?

Jimin’s thoughts ran a million miles a second and he couldn’t hold it back anymore.

He dropped to the floor crying.

Who were you? Where was his y/n? Did this glow up destroy the beautiful girl he fell in love with?

A/N: next chapter will be the ending!! thanks for following along & all your support, i hope you enjoyed it:) wonder who y/n will finally go with....

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death valley (m) | part 8

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

pairing: ot7 x f.reader smut ft: jin x reader, jungkook x reader, taehyung x reader

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

wordcount: 9.0k

warnings: reader discretion advised. rough sex, physical roughness, sadism kink, pain kink, breast play, fingering, elevator sex (semipublic), praise kink, dirty talk, unrealistic endurance (this is one day LMAO), attempted fire play, bondage, guns, attempted shootings, knife play if you squint, spanking, degradation (name calling, slut shaming, being really mean lolol thanks jin), crying kink? lot of crying, toxic and manipulative behaviors, jin steps on you so there’s that, character death, heavy drug use, paranoia/fear, voyeurism, sex while intoxicated, me trying to put some humor where i can, sweet dom!jungkook, wild dom!jin, and a sprinkle of dom!taehyung ;) ALSO eyebrowpiercing!jungkook. very important. 

a/n: s/o soowoozoo!bts for being my inspo. 

part 0 | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11 | series navi | masterlist |

F L A S H F O R W A R D--

Goosebumps spread across your skin as the silence set in. The room was chilly, air conditioner buzzing in contrast to the slick humidity of the summer night waiting for you outside. The white light made your eyes ache, the walls were plain, dry, empty.

You stared blankly at the table in front of you. The sound of the pen scratching paper made you ache, remembering kinder days when you and Hobi would be goofing around and writing songs. How did you get here? How did you let this happen?

The previous night, you had dreamt of being at a concert, somewhere far from Death Valley. Losing yourself to music and molly, a soft pair of hands on your hips as you danced the night away, singing at the top of your lungs. Those same hands wrapping around your waist, nose tracing behind your ear to whisper to you how pretty you were. How hot you looked and how badly he wanted to tear your clothes off with his teeth. 

You allowing him to pick you up so easily, take you back to his car where you scrambled into the back seat. Like children. The first kiss was magic, you were glued to him and could barely move on. He wouldn’t leave you for a second, he wouldn’t let you breathe. Your lips were hot on each other, soft moans and giggles. Swallowed smiles as you drank one another in, bodies like waves crashing against each other.

Hands wandering until he had you where he wanted. Where you wanted. He loved you down so incredibly good. How he was able to tear you apart while still being so sweet, you could barely even fathom. His teeth dug into the flesh of your breasts, fingers hooking around your panties. 

His tongue ravished your figure. There was no part of you left untouched, no part of you that wasn’t completely ablaze with arousal. You would arch your neck back as he lapped away at the sweetness dripping between your legs, your hands combing through his wavy black hair.

His tongue knew where to go, he knew how you liked it, and your fist clenched as he fucked you with his mouth through and through. He always made sure you came first. Always. Every single time.

Whether you had mere minutes or long hours, he loved the way you tasted, making sure you knew that at every chance he got. Sloppy wet kisses traveled up your stomach to your chest, up your neck, hands caressing your ass, scratching your back, holding you close for a moment. 

You were whisked away into heaven, just briefly, as his thick cock would push into you. Your pussy pulling him in, wanting to feel the familiar but oh so incredible stretch that only he gave you. 

Taehyung. You sobbed as he fucked you, allowing him to kiss the glossy tears off of your cheeks as he rolled his hips, angling so perfectly to nudge deep within you. His sinister grin, his giggles, his chaos. You were in the hands of disaster but you never felt more safe. 

Why are you crying dumbass? He would find your state amusing, continuing to fuck you, thrusts long and smooth. Quick, but slow enough for you to savor each second. Your whining lost behind the wet sound of your bodies colliding.

Where are you? Are you watching this right now? You’re not really dead are you?

Stroking your cheek, he leaned down to whisper against your mouth. The words he would keep on saying, echoing back to you. Play along. I won’t hurt you.

What exactly you were playing, you were unsure. 

“Look at me” Your eyes darted up to meet Jin’s deceivingly innocent eyes. “I’m gonna ask you again, did you kill Kim Taehyung?” 

You gulped, sweat collecting onto the cold handcuffs around your wrists. Jin glanced at the mirrored wall, before letting out a heavy sigh. 

“It appears that Kim Taehyung was murdered about two hours before the party. We found your gun near the body.” Jin holds up the custom weapon Yoongi had given that was unmistakably yours. “Where were you at that time?” You felt your eyes getting heavy.

“I was” You lips were chapped, mouth clammy with a bitter taste. You looked him dead in the eye, stomach sickened by the amusement glistening within them as you struggled with your response. You knew he was getting a kick out of it. You wanted to spit on his face. You wanted to slap him, to scream, to flip the table and break out of the windowless room that caged you.

“I was with...y..” Jin smirked, leaning back. You cleared your throat, mind running a mile a minute.

“With who Y/n?”

You glared at him. He was treating this as some sort of role play. You felt queasy at the thought. Someone was dead. Dead. 

“You. I was with you”

F L A S H B A C K--

The morning rays slid through the expansive glass wall of the hotel room, causing Yoongi’s eyes to flinch, squinting as they opened and took in the day that presented itself. He sighed heavily, the weight of the previous night still on his mind. You were still asleep, but he could see through the chaffing beneath your wrists that you were not comfortable. He took the leash and fastened it to the headboard, ensuring you had no escape. 

Grabbing his keys, Yoongi quickly got dressed in a white hoodie and left the room. He needed to find out the truth for himself. He couldn’t afford to have you lying to him already. 

It was so frustrating to him that you couldn’t just be honest with him. He had been immensely open with you even if he was not proud of what he had to share. Why would you hide things? Hadn’t he proven himself to you? Hadn’t he done everything to win your heart?

Yoongi sighed. His anger issues were core to his being. It was part of his true self, but he had spent years trying to become someone you would fall in love with. All he wanted to do was make home in your heart, but no matter how many of your suitors he ended up threatening, beating to a pulp, and forcing them to bail on you, there was nothing in his power that could tear down that goddamn Park Jimin poster on your bedroom wall.

There was nothing he could do to stop you from writing small fantasies in your journal that you kept stashed in your bedside drawer. 

Yoongi would be lying if he said he didn’t come close to killing Jimin multiple times before. But he realized that would not have delivered him a solution. If Jimin died, you would mourn. You would still harbor that love for him and never have an opportunity to see what he really was. It was because of this Yoongi, with Taehyung’s helpful insight, had orchestrated a way to destroy Jimin in your eyes. 

Jimin was then introduced to Yoongi’s two weapons of destruction, Taehyung and cocaine. Yoongi worked hard to build himself up as a successful music producer. He had to be better than Jimin, had to make sure he could offer you everything Jimin could and more. 

To his surprise, you did move on from Jimin, at least the reality of him. But this fantasy of who he used to be remained pinned to your heart. After Jimin quit music, the mention of his name would still cause you to blush and smile. It made Yoongi want to throw up.

You had to see for yourself. Yoongi learned what it was that attracted you to Jimin and embodied just that. You liked that you had to chase him, you liked that he didn’t give a shit about you. You liked that he never noticed you and you had to pine for his attention. You liked that he was dedicated to his music, you liked the lifestyle he was associated with. You liked his lack of emotion and fantasized of him showing his true colors to you and only you, a sensitive, sweet, charming guy. Anger was not a part of this persona at all. 

When he felt like he had driven Jimin crazy enough with the drugs, he decided to plant rumors on stan twitter that Jimin would be signing with his label. Using his personal relationship with the singer, he was able to sign him on. He conveniently then offered you a summer internship, knowing full well you would be coming for one reason alone. Park Jimin.

Yoongi wanted you to fall straight into his arms. He rented out every available apartment for the months you were searching for a place to live, forcing you to reside in his building. He wanted to win you over naturally. He wanted you to work with Jimin, hook up with Jimin, and end up loathing him. Loving Yoongi instead. 

Jimin’s gang activity was getting on Yoongi’s nerves. Taehyung told him Jimin was in Death Valley, that you saw Jimin at Death Valley. When Yoongi heard from you, not Taehyung, that you had been kidnapped, along with Namjoon nonetheless, Yoongi had enough. He was used to giving Taehyung plenty of unsupervised jurisdiction, so Jimin’s accident was not a surprise to him. 

But you sympathized with Jimin, which was not what he wanted. He then decided to take things into his own hands, threatening Seokjin into throwing the fight to leech Jimin of every cent he had. He broke into your apartment, fucking everything up so that you had no choice but to come to him. To need him. 

And when Jin didn’t lose, he had no choice but to reveal to you who he was. Even after all his honestly, all his trust, you still lied to him. 

Yoongi was furious. He arrived at Death Valley, using the front entrance. Pulling a mask over his face, he barged in, surveying the silence as a sign that the bar was empty. Through the kitchen he arrive at the back storage room, accessible only by key, where all of the surveillance had been set up years ago. 

Monitors were spread across the wall, but Yoongi’s eyes narrowed in at one that was coming up with no feed. Your apartment. Someone had fucked with the cameras. Yoongi types away at the main monitor, enlarging your apartment footage and reeling back to find the moment the device was destroyed.

He sees Taehyung, whispering something to you. Next thing he knows the stream is blank. He grits his teeth, as all the pieces fall into place. He was a fool. How could he have been so blind? Taehyung must be in love with you. He must have, after watching you for so many years. Yoongi scowled at the thought of the ways Taehyung may have seen you, naked, vulnerable, ways that only he should. 

He had trusted Taehyung. Taehyung had only ever shown interest in money and Yoongi thought that was enough. Taehyung must have fucked you over and over again once the cameras were dead. What a whore. It made sense then that he had cut the line through his branding on you. He was the only one who could have. He had access to you and he was psychotic! He must have forced you to lie. You wouldn’t ever hide anything from Yoongi, no, Yoongi was the man of your dreams. You felt grateful that you had him, didn’t you?

He tilted his head, cracking his knuckles before he punched the glass screen, causing the feed to go haywire and sparks to erupt. Kim Taehyung. You are dead to me.

Yoongi growled lowly before picking up his phone. “It’s me. I need to see you. Now” 

-

Hobi kept his hand on the small of your back as he led you down to the hotel bar. The two of you nodded politely at the staff members who were busily preparing for the big event. The bar was empty aside for a few guests enjoying their brunch-time mimosas.

Hobi couldn’t really revel in the fact that the two of you were getting drinks together, almost like a date. His mind was too caught up in the initial shock he felt when he saw you tied up in his boss’ bedroom. He felt upset, but moreso he felt violated. He wondered if you were getting taken advantage of. Did he promise you a promotion? Was he manipulating you?

Punishing someone like that, Hobi was never one to kink shame, but it seemed a bit much. The name burned into your skin did nothing to ease his concern. Someone who was possessive, violent, impulsive. It reminded him of...

Hobi didn’t know. He didn’t know who gave him orders. He really didn’t care once the cash rolled in, but it began hitting too close to home. He wasn’t thrilled about hurting Namjoon, but two duffel bags of cash were enough for him to momentarily set aside his morals. 

“What should I get?” You surveyed the small menu of cocktails. “What’s gonna fuck me up the fastest?”

Hobi snorted, “Tequila” He twirled your hair as your gaze remained glued to the menu. The thought of you being in danger upset him greatly “Y/n...when did Yoongi brand you?" You called the bartender ordering a line of shots to which the they glanced at the clock before giving you a weird look.

“The night of the rematch” You told him, reacting before you realized what you had said. Your lip tucked between your teeth as you tried to conjure an excuse. A row of shot glasses was placed in front of you. You took one, gulping it down before letting out a heavy sigh. The bitterness burned down your throat. You basked as the liquid hit your mind, easing you slightly.

“Yoongi was at the fight?” Hobi recalled the wild night that the three of you had been at Death Valley. It was the first time he ever saw the man giving him orders. The man was tall, broad, had dark hair and wore dark clothes, face covered in a mask. Could it have been...Yoongi?

“Y/n!” The two of you turned to see Jungkook approaching the bar. He had changed his hair, the blue swapped for a short black cut, and you couldn’t help but double take at his new eyebrow piercing. 

You downed another shot, glancing at Hobi who had raised his eyebrows seeing the drug dealer. Jungkook gave you a light hug, waving timidly to Hobi. You smirked, another shot down the hatch. “Easyyyy Y/n” He placed a hand on your back as he slid into the seat next to you.

“The fuck are you doing here?” Hobi sneered. Jungkook rolled his eyes, used to the condescending treatment of gang members. "Didn’t you get stabbed or something?”

“I did!” Jungkook grinned, “In fact, that’s exactly why I’m here. I think I figured out who Mr. Bossman is, and I wanna fucking kill him”

Hobi rolled his eyes, “Oh really”

“Kim Seok-motherfucking-Jin baby. He stabbed me. He’s the one who showed up and threatened me to move out of Y/n’s apartment, so he’s probably also the one who called for the kidnapping. And he might have called for Jimin’s accident. It makes so much fucking sense”

Jin did what? There was not enough alcohol in your veins to act like you didn’t fully understand what he had just said. Jin had Jungkook move out? It wasn’t impossible. And that’s what scared you. You blinked at Jungkook incredulously, “But he’s literally a police officer”

Jungkook’s grin widened, “Exactly! It’s fucking brilliant. He’s a cop, he fights for the other side. He wins no matter what and can never get caught. No one would ever suspect him. Winning despite being threatened? Who threatened him huh? It’s a fucking ploy. You’re not dead and neither is he I bet. Kingpin. Boom”

You felt sick, knowing that Yoongi was not the only person you needed to be worried about. It was almost funny how blatantly misinformed Jungkook was. “Wow you guys are idiots.” You muttered under your breath, taking another shot before coughing roughly. Should I tell them? Why did Jin lie? Is this even the truth? Jin always tried to pin things on Jungkook, but you defended him. Hearing his words now made your head spin. He’s lying. Jungkook is lying. You wanted to scream, frustration flooding through your veins as you clenched your fists.

“I’m gonna tell Jimin and Taehyung what I know. They will give me so much money dude.” Jungkook chuckled, “And then they’d kill him, oh God finally”

Hobi pursed his lips, mouth feeling dry as he reflected on Jin’s eerie words before he shot him in the leg. He didn’t know where Jin was anymore, handing him off to be taken somewhere. It didn’t make sense. His orders were to seize Jin if Jin won the fight. Why place an order like that all? Why do any of this?

“Y/n, come with me.” Jungkook tugged at the sleeve of the oversized Nirvana shirt you had thrown on after your shower session with Hobi. You giggled, the thought of Taehyung coming into your slowed thoughts like a hurricane, tearing up any understanding you thought you had of the situation. There was only one thing you believed. Only one thing you knew with full certainty and it was all you could hold onto.

“Oh my goodness it’s Yoongi. It’s Yoongi. It’s always been Yoongi” The words spilled from your lips like the tequila that dripped down the side of your lips as you took yet another shot, giggling like a ditz. Jungkook and Hobi exchanged confused looks with each other, only making you laugh more. “I would fucking know okay!” Your laughs grew loud, “I was locked up in his fucking apartment and where the hell were all of you huh? Dumb fucking idiots!” You buckled over, laughing into Jungkook’s chest.

“Jungkook” Hobi sighed, “I gotta get back to work. Can you get her sober please?” Jungkook nodded. He held your waist tightly helping you stand, walking with you carefully to the hotel elevator.

The laughter wouldn’t stop. Passerbys shot the two of you dirty looks as Jungkook pulled you into the elevator easily. Through it’s glass walls you could see the midday skyline, where outside people hustled through life as if everything were normal. Must be fucking nice. “Y/n” Your laughs began to choke in your throat, turning instead to the sobs you tried to suppress with whatever will you had left. 

Jungkook placed his soft lips on your shoulder. Hands sliding onto your waist as he peered at you curiously, “Y/n, is everything okay?”

You shook your head, the elevator door closed as tears began forming in your eyes. Your voice croaked, “I’m dead. He’s gonna kill me. T..taehyung is gonna kill me. I...I know he will. He’s everywhere. Everywhere.” You looked around frantically, suddenly feeling hyperaware of the security cameras littered throughout the public space. “I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone...I” You hiccuped. Jungkook pulled you into a tight hug.

“It’s okay ssh” He stroked his thumbs them across your cheeks, cupping your face affectionately. “I’m here aren’t I?” You sniffled, nodding lightly. “I got you okay. No one is gonna hurt you”

You stared into his kind brown eyes. You did not trust him, your entire body was screaming at you not to trust him. His fingers danced down your figure, freely gliding over your heaving chest, desperately trying to breathe with the fear that choked you from within.

You blinked at him, eyes glancing down at his pouty lips before finding his eyes again. “Y/n” Jungkook whispered, barely inches from your lips. “I won’t let anyone hurt you okay. I promise”

Fat tears rolled down your face at his words. Jungkook clicked his tongue, cooing at you as he continued to wipe away your hears. “Oh you poor thing” He held you to his chest, kissing the top of your head, before tilting your face up to his. 

He leaned in, eyes fluttering shut as his lips landed on yours, swallowing you into him. The taste of tequila was evident on your lips as he kissed you softly, and you allowed yourself to surrender to his warm touch.

You felt heat pooling in your chest as his fingers trailed up your legs. He traced circles into the inside of your thighs, letting his fingers tease the edge of your shorts. 

“Jungkook” You inhaled sharply, his hot breath tickling your neck as you tilted your head back. He licked his lips before sloppily latching onto your collarbone, sucking down to litter your skin with wet kisses as his fingers slid down your shorts, just barely so that he could roll his hips into you.

He pushed you back against the glass, fingers trailing across your bare thighs before sliding beneath your panties. Jungkook ran a finger over your clothed folds, making you clench down. 

“Y/n” His voice sounded equally as desperate as yours, barely audible over the sound of his heavy breathing. “Fuck I missed you” You gasped as his fingers slid under the fabric. He pushed a finger in, allowing your tight cunt to accustom to it before adding another finger not long after. 

His other hand slid beneath your shirt, pushing your bra up so he could run his thumb over your nipples, his touch featherlight, leaving you breathless. You rolled your eyes back in pleasure, bucking your hips up as he slowly pumped you with his fingers.

“That’s it baby, just like that” He whispered, lips pressing into your neck. You let out a shaky moan as his fingers quickened, pumping in and out of you as you latched onto his shoulders. “Look at me. Look right at me baby”

He brought his lips over yours, just brushing them across your skin so he could gaze deep into your eyes as you fucked yourself onto his fingers. You cried out his name as the friction began to overwhelm you. His fingers easing you right where you needed them, pleasure searing through you as he watched your every move.

"So good for me” He pulled his fingers out, doused in your sticky arousal before he placed them into his own mouth. Your eyes widen as he licked of every last bit of you and smiles. “You taste so fucking good baby”

He kisses you again, harsher this time as his hips roll against you. Your fingers grip his hair as he pulls down his sweats, allowing his cock to spring out. 

“You want my cock?” He ran his tongue over your lips, tugging at them slightly as he stroked his cock. You could feel his hand moving between your legs. “You want my big cock in your little pussy?”

You gulped, nodding as Jungkook looked down, lining his tip against your folds, pushing in only slightly before meeting your eyes again. “So warm and wet for me, fuck” He pushed in further, groaning as you spread your thighs wider, allowing him to thrust as deep as he could. He stilled briefly, kissing you again “You take me so well baby fuck. So fucking tight for me. My pretty baby” He stroked your face, thumb pushing into your mouth slightly.

“Does it feel good?” He mumbled, pulling out just slightly before rolling his hips back into you. He picked up a rhythm, fucking you deep and slow, hands clawing at your breasts.

“Yeah...feels really good” Your eyes fell shut, enjoying the fulfilling pleasure of his movements. He pulled your shirt up, burying his face between your breasts as he continued to fuck up into you. 

“Mmm yeah I bet” He pushed your bra up, allowing his fingers to pinch you nipples. He took one into his mouth, wrapping his tongue around the small bud as he began to suckle you, looking up to your face and enjoying your reactions. “You’re so fucking pretty you know that right?” He sucked on your breast harshly before leaving it with a soft kiss and moving onto the other. “So perfect for me”

His thrusts quickened, driving you up the wall as his hands fell to your hips. You burying your face in the crook of his neck as you felt your high approaching. “Jungkook...I’m...”

“Yeah?” Jungkook’s voice was raspy with lust, “You wanna cum baby? Cum for me baby, cum all over my cock, wanna hear you make those pretty little moans when you cum”

You cried out with every thrust as he pushed you over the edge, and you felt your pussy burst with pleasure as you came, the sloppy sounds of your arousal echoing through the small space. Jungkook groaned as the hot liquid covered his cock, allowing him to slide in and out of you with ease. 

“There you go. Good girl. Good fucking girl, just like that” He gasped, feeling his cock twitch slightly, buried deep in your cunt, “Want me to cum inside you baby?” You nodded, whining slightly, “Yeah? You want it baby? Huh?” Jungkook’s hips thrust furiously at you, and he cupped your face, bringing his forehead against yours so he could look into your eyes as he came. “Want my cum? Want me to fill you up baby?”

“Yeah. I want it. Jungkook please,” Your whiny voice was enough to have him spurting through you.

“Holy fuck” Jungkook buckled over, holding you tight as cum shot out of him, filling you up and leaking out onto the floor.

He pulled out of you quickly, pulling up his sweats while you fixed your own clothes. Sweat painted his forehead as he looked at you, panting with a big smile on his cute face.

“I missed that” He confessed, pulling you back into him by the waist. He knelt down and pressed his lips on yours, letting his hands slide to your ass and squeeze them softly. 

You heard a familiar ring as the elevator door reached it’s destination. You jumped away from Jungkook, unable to get far as the strong boy’s hold on you remained steady. 

"I see stabbing you once didn’t really drive home the message huh Mr. Jeon Jungkook” 

You felt goosebumps spread as you heard the sinister tone of Jin’s voice. He stood leaning against the elevator as if he had been waiting for you, twirling his knife around aimlessly between his fingers. “Too bad, I unfortunately can’t kill you yet” He turned to you and winked, “Both of you come with me”

-

Sweat trickled down from Namjoon’s neck, his eyes glued to the tattered punching bag in front of him. His muscles were still sore, bruises still spattered across his bare chest. He didn’t care. He was sick of feeling helpless. Under the dim lights of the boxing gym, he pushed himself, another hit, more force, ignoring the pain shooting through his limbs with every strike.

“Don’t overdo it” Namjoon rolled his eyes at the sound of the familiar voice. “Last thing you want is to get injured again” He turned to the sound of loafers echoing across the concrete floor.

“What do you want Yoongi?” Namjoon sneered. The producer smirked slightly, patting the punching bag playfully before pacing around Namjoon.

“I’m gonna kill Taehyung, and I know Jimin is gonna break hell. I need you to protect Y/n for me. Can I trust you, Namjoon?” His voice was stern.

“Man, fuck you Yoongi” Namjoon groaned, “I put my life on the line for you constantly and you still have to fucking ask? Promise me. I want out after this. Promise me a record deal”

Yoongi shrugged, “Okay fine. I’ll sign you. Don’t let her out of your sight.” Yoongi inhaled sharply, “And I swear to God Namjoon if you even think about touching her, you’re dead to me. And I will know if you do.”

Namjoon rolled his eyes, lips parted, desperately trying to catch his breath. “Yeah okay. Just get me my fucking record deal”

Yoongi pursed his lips, pulling out his phone and handing it to Namjoon. “Paperwork is ready. You have one job. Don’t fuck up again” Namjoon clenched his fist as Yoongi chuckled in amusement. “I have some business I need to deal with personally. Keep her safe Namjoon, please”

-

You gagged, a puke-ish feeling clogging your throat as you coughed out. Your head was throbbing with pain as you squinted against the gleaming lights from the chandelier above your head. Glancing around, you realized you were back at Jungkook’s place, large dark wooden floors adding to the ambiance that just screamed rich in your face. The plushness of his large bed evident beneath you. 

You get up slightly, peering across the room where you see Jin handing a large duffel bag to Jungkook, whispering something into his ear. Jungkook nods eagerly, shaking Jin’s hand before exiting. He turns back to you, smiling as he realizes you are awake.

“Hey party girl. Recovered from our little day drinking session have we?” Jin chuckled. You scowl, searching around you as your throat desperately demanded water. Jin handed you a glass. “I just got Jungkook caught up, but you and I need to have a little talk” 

You exhaled before emptying the entire glass down your throat. “I know everything” You scoffed in spite, “I know everything you did, you fucking maniac”

Jin smiled wide at the term, “I know. Jungkook told me you think I was behind all of the stuff that’s been going on, stabbing him and kidnapping you. I mean,” Jin laughed, a tinge of condescendence in his voice, “You don’t actually believe that do you? Like, seriously how dumb are these guys. At least you’re smart”

You frowned at his tone, unsure of how to respond. Jin raised his eyebrows at your silence before continuing, “Oh come on Y/n. Use that little brain of yours hm? What the hell would I be gaining from all this? It was Taehyung.”

He extended you a hand, helping you out of the bed and pulling you up to stand before him, “What did he tell you huh? That he’s Yoongi’s friend or some shit? Taehyung doesn’t give a fuck about Yoongi. And I know you know about him screwing over Jimin. He’s trying to take over both gangs, not just Jimin’s, and he’s been lying to you this whole time.”

The bargaining chip. “What do you mean?” You followed the flat echoes of his footsteps down the hallway into the same office that you had Jimin tied up only a few days ago. You suppressed a smile as you noticed the curtains were still torn.

“He’s distracting Jimin and Yoongi with you. He wants them to get up against each other so that he can sway the gang loyalties towards him by showing that their leaders priorities are off. Look here” Jin motioned towards a laptop on the large desk, playing security footage of what appeared to be Death Valley’s parking lot, where people were loading bags of cash into what could have been Taehyung’s car. “He’s robbing them. And you know what else Y/n? When he’s done with all of this, he’s gonna kill them both.” 

No. No way. Betrayal stung you as you process Jin’s words, “You’re just a pawn in his game. You were bait. He just needed to you get Jimin and Yoongi to fight amongst each other. And you let him, didn’t you?” Jin chuckled, patting your cheek. “I know he kept telling you that you could trust him. That he wouldn’t hurt you. It was bullshit Y/n. This man only cares about one thing. Himself”

You thought back to the first night you laid your eyes on him, back when his hair was a faded green, his sweaty tan skin contrasting his dark leather jacket. The look of familiarity in his eyes and the gleam from his diamond studded watch. You were a fool. He strung you along.

“Where is he?” You growled, “I wanna hear it from him. I wanna ask him myself”

“Absolutely. In fact, if you’re up for it, I was wondering if you would be down to do another little mission for me” Jin winked at you. You scowled, folding your arms over your chest, “If we don’t kill him first, he’s planning on killing Yoongi tonight before the party. I know because I got him to let me in on his little coup” Your heart dropped, “You don’t want that do you?”

"No” You blurted. 

“So let’s kill him first. Come on, let’s go get you dolled up for this party”

As you left the office, you couldn’t help but notice a familiar figure standing at the other end of the hallway.

Namjoon? Your eyes locked with his. He pressed a finger to his lips before pointing at Jin and shaking his head. What is he trying to say. Namjoon seemed to have a warning look in his eyes. You simply shrugged at him, before running down the hall to catch up with Jin.

Namjoon exhaled, watching from a window as Jin and you drove off, likely heading to the hotel. Looking at his palm he saw the way his nails left imprints in his skin from how hard he was clenching his fists. Namjoon wasn’t necessarily a fan of Taehyung, but he knew a thing or two about him from Yoongi. Taehyung would never kill people. He was averse to it for some reason, Namjoon always thought it was ironic for him to be a gangster given that quality. Taehyung could torture anyone, threaten anyone, but he didn’t have it in him to take a life. 

Which meant that Jin was lying to you. Namjoon never liked Jin. Even aside from all the hits he had taken from the strong man, he always felt something was off about the guy. He feels uneasy about what he had just seen transpire, and decided to go find Yoongi. 

-

“Do you want some coke?” You were in the middle of washing your face when Jin walked in with a bag of powder. “I could use a hit, I don’t know about you”

“Oh hell yes. Thank you” He poured out a line on the bathroom counter using a quarter, watching with a small chuckle as you inhaled the drug, nose pressed against the cool marble. You sighed, wiping your nose and flashing a big grin in the mirror “Damn. I needed that. I didn’t know that you use”

Jin bit back a smirk, “I do.” He poured another line on the same place, this time taking a hit himself. “A lot”

“Oh. Officer Jin is a druggie like the rest of us huh” You teased. Jin poured himself a gin martini, taking a sip, eyes alight with amusement. “Does that turn you on ever? Do you ever have a hottie cuffed up and they’re like please Officer does that..you know..turn you on?”

Jin’s eyes widened at you “Not any hottie, no. Now if I had you cuffed up saying that” He chuckled, pulling you to him by the waist “That’s a whole other story” You pushed him away playfully.

“What?” Jin said mockingly, “Don’t remember that night where I gave you the best orgasm of your life?” His traced his lips up your jaw, and you could feel his smile against you.

“Wow. Cocky are we?” You raised your eyebrows. “I’ve had some pretty good sex in my life. Hard to say if that was the best”

Suddenly, Jin pulled his knife from his back pocket, glancing in the mirror as he traced the blade across your neck just enough for you to feel the sharp cold metal glide on your skin, pinching without actually making you bleed. “Don’t even lie. You loved fucking me. Don’t you remember? How fucking wet you were?” His breath was hot against your lips, but it was the look in his eyes that had you weak in the knees. 

Taking his knife, he slit clean down your shirt, tearing it off of you to reveal your bare chest. “On the floor slut” His whispered, flirty demeanor now shifted into something dark. Something feral.

You gulped, taking care to slide your bottoms off, not wanting him to slice them up before lowering yourself down onto the tiled bathroom floor. 

Jin set the knife aside, pulling out his lighter and setting in on the counter before shedding his own clothes, even he kicking off his shoes. He lifted his foot, and you watched with a curious gaze as he placed his foot on your chest. He kept the weight off of you, much to your relief, and you couldn’t help but feel absolutely filthy as he rolled your breasts under the sole of his foot. You had never done anything like this. It seemed so dirty, but felt so good. 

“Oh my god Jin” You gasped as he switched onto his other leg, taking his foot and shoving it into your mouth, watching in amusement as you gagged over his toes.

“Look at you. On the fucking floor. Naked little whore. Letting me do whatever I fucking want.” He removed his foot from your mouth, letting you catch your breath before you looked up at him with quivering eyes.

He felt blood rush to his cock at your expression. Licking his lips, knelt down, climbing over you to gently trail his fingers where his foot had been moments ago.

“And you love it” He sneered, letting his nails dig into your breast, “You love the pain don’t you you fucking slut?” When you didn’t answer he grabbed your jaw, pushing his fingers into the edge of your mouth. “I asked you a fucking question”

“Y...yes” You exhaled. You felt his fingers tease your clit, teeth tugging on your lobe as he laughed darkly.

Jin reached for the martini glass “Turn over” He growled. You found yourself with your breasts pressed flat against the floor, Jin’s cock pressing into your ass. You gasped as he poured the drink onto your back. “This is gonna burn. And you’re gonna take it like a good girl. I know you are, you let Yoongi do it so I can too”

“Wait what” Jin pressed your face down with one hand while the other grabbed his lighter, “Jin. Hold on.” Your voice rose in fear, which only turned Jin on more. He watched as you writhed under him, trying desperately to get away. “Jin seriously. That’s not funny”

“Shhh. You can take it” He cooed, flicking the flame on he slowly lowered it to your skin, bringing it nearer and nearer to the doused skin. You yelped as you began to feel the concentrated heat. Your entire body was petrified. “Enjoy it baby. You like it. You love it. You let Yoongi do it so why can’t I?”

“Jin. It’s not you, I'm just not ready for something like this please” Jin cocked his head aside in irritation, stopping the lighter before it actually touched you and tossing it aside. “I didn’t let Yoongi brand me he just did.”

Jin stilled momentarily. “And you still love him? Even though he did that?”

You didn’t answer. That alone was enough for Jin to rage. He slammed your face back down, the blow giving you a dizzying sensation that hat you getting wetter by the second. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He growled, “How can you love someone like that?” He pulled your face up, bending you back until you were flush against his chest. “I don’t want any of them touching you again. You understand me?” He let go, giving you whiplash as you fell back to the floor. “Ass up. Now” He spanked your ass hard, causing you to yelp. The stinging pain vibrated to your core. You couldn’t help but love every second of it. 

Jin knew that you were scared of him, he could feel it. He could also see the way your thighs would clench whenever he did anything to you. You were his favorite drug. He was going to ruin you.

He grabbed his belt from the pile of clothes on the side, “Hands under” He demanded, rolling his lip through his teeth as you obeyed him right away. He took the belt tying your wrists to your knees under you.

He took a moment to admire his work, your shivering body all his for the taking. You had no where to run. He had you now. “Who gives it to you the best him?” Pulling you towards him by your thighs, he didn’t care that your knees would burn against the smooth tile as he lined his cock up with your folds. He spat down, a glob of saliva landing on your ass before he used his cock head to rub it all over you. He could hear your shaky breath, your whiny moans that made him want to fuck you even more. 

He slapped his palm  onto the curve of your ass, bending over your to growl into your ear “Filthy whore. You disgust me. You let them all just do whatever they want to you, don’t you have any fucking self respect?” He could see his words were hitting close to home. You pursed your trembling lips as Jin smacked you again in the same place. 

“When will you fucking learn huh? This pussy” He reached his hand to harshly cup your cunt, shoving two fingers inside you without warning. “This pussy belongs to me. You’re mine. My cockslut whore” Taking his fingers out, he shoved them into your mouth “You taste that? That how desperate your needy little cunt is for me”

Your legs were strung together, making it all the more painful when he finally began to push his cock inside you, using his fingers to scissor you open so that he could get deep inside you. His length pushed against your tight walls, your cries and curses only motivating Jin to push further. 

“Who owns this cunt huh?” Jin pulled your hips back, burning your knees each time as he pulled you on and off his cock. Your ass slammed into him with each blow. 

“You do. Holy fuck, you do” You gasped, practically screaming as your whole body ached with pain and pleasure. 

“That’s right baby” He pinched your clit, making you yelp as he flicked at it, pounding into your relentlessly. 

“J..Jin” You mumbled, lips still half pressed on the floor, “Jin please. Feels good” Jin scoffed, “Gonna cum...gonna cum” You inhaled loudly as you felt your high approaching. Your eyes clenched shut as he edged you closer and closer, fingers furiously attacking your clit until he stopped.

You let out a loud sob as Jin yanked you up by your neck “You really thought I would let you cum whore?” His grip tightened, cock twitching at the way your voice sounded choking, the water streaming from your eyes and the drool at the edge of your lips. He kissed you, licking it all up in the process.  

“Look in the mirror. Look at how pathetic you are. I want you to remember the only person who’s ever gonna let you feel this good” You looked at your reflection, seeing only your faces and the way Jin’s nails dug into your neck. He pushed you forward so that your chin was on the countertop. You coughed out, watching as he resumed his thrusts, punishing your clit with the jarring movements of his fingers. 

You screamed, pleasure crashing over you in a wave of tantalizing heat. You gushed onto his cock, tears falling from your eyes due to how overwhelming the sensation was. Jin continued to whisper filth right into your ears but you could no longer hear anything. Your vision became hazy, not minding the blow when Jin shoved you back onto the floor and pounded you to his own release.

On the other side of the wall, Namjoon leaned his head back and sighed, glancing down to see his cock in his hands, now completely covered in cum.

-

Taehyung chewed on his gum nonchalantly as he paced around the luxurious hotel, checking out all the fun features. The pool deck was nice, the lobby exquisite, and his favorite part, the cafe, smelt delicious. 

Yoongi had asked to meet him in his suite. On his way there he ran into you, and you knocked his breath away. He always thought you were beautiful, but tonight you looked elegant. It was such a surprising contrast to your usual getup, but you looked amazing. He was about to tell you just that when he finally registered the hurt look in your eyes.

“You liar” You slapped him with everything you had. Taehyung backed away in surprise. “How could you use me like that? Over and over again. I trusted you. You were really the only one I thought had my back. Without a fucking doubt” You lunged towards him for another hit but Taehyung held your wrist firmly.

“What are you talking about? When did I use you?” Taehyung looked around frantically, “Calm down okay, let’s go somewhere and talk this through.” Your eyes flared in anger. 

“Don’t fucking tell me to calm down! You’re gonna kill them!” You screamed. Taehyung squinted, noticing the slight redness in your eyes. He sighed in understanding, pulling you by the wrist into a corridor. 

“Y/n. Breathe. Tell me what’s going on” Taehyung attempted to calm you down but you were enraged. “And what the fuck are you on?”

Admittedly, you and Jin had ended up doing many more lines of coke, perhaps even molly, you were no longer sure, but you washed it down with the bottle of gin, finding it unprecedentedly hilarious that Jin liked to drink gin martinis. 

“You used me! To fuck with Jimin! And Yoongi! You lied to me! Everything you said was a fucking lie, everything you did, every stupid word that came out of your stupid mouth was a lie! You just want power. You’re selfish, and...and...you’re gonna KILL them” A dramatic gasp left your lips, Taehyung almost laughed, “You’re gonna kill Yoongi. I...I can’t let you do that”

You pulled out your gun, cocking it and pressing it against Taehyung’s chest. He instantly put his hands up. “Y/n. Y/n stop. That’s not true okay you’re not thinking straight. Don’t do something you’ll regret”

Your hands trembled around the gun “You’ll kill them. You’ll kill them both...I can’t let you do that”

“Hold on!”

Too late. You pulled the trigger.

-

Hobi wandered through the parking lot looking for his car. His eyes narrowed on a familiar vehicle, thinking back to when he had loaded the drug money from the last fight. 

So. Is that guy Yoongi then? The one I kept seeing? Hobi wandered over to the car. Peering inside the passenger window, his eyes locked on a small item on the floor of the car. He squinted to read it, it appeared to be some sort of credit card.

He stepped back, realizing what the name on the card was. He glanced around before taking the end of his gun and ramming it into the door handle. The door creaked open, allowing Hobi to swipe the card up. He slid it into his pocket, before hurriedly returning to the hotel. 

-

Namjoon’s eyes widened as he watched you pull a gun out on Taehyung. He had been thoroughly entertained as you yelled and slapped him, knowing full well that you were high out of your mind. 

Namjoon couldn’t understand Jin’s plan at all. He had eavesdropped on everything so far, as per Yoongi’s orders. Why would Jin ask you to kill Taehyung, why wouldn’t he just do it himself? He knew you would hate yourself if you actually killed him. 

He had also been thoroughly disappointed at how easily Jungkook had bought into Jin’s agenda as well. The things people do for money. Namjoon sighed, realizing that he was pretty much acting on similar motivations. 

You were ready to pull the trigger, and Namjoon was almost certain you wouldn’t do it, until he saw your finger begin to curl. He ran towards the corridor as fast as he could.

“Hold on!” He yelled, but it was too late. Taehyung’s eyes flew shut.

Namjoon blinked, not hearing the familiar gunshot sound. You looked equally confused, glancing down the barrel of your gun. Taehyung let out a shaky sigh of relief, sliding down the wall.

“It...was a blank” You mumbled. Namjoon rushed to your side, pulling you away from Taehyung. “What the...what was I just about to do?” His heart clenched as your lips parted in shock.

“Taehyung are you okay?” Namjoon asked. Taehyung nodded, clearly shaken up but managing to get a hold of himself. 

“What the fuck is going on?” He growled, “Who gave her a gun? And who gave her drugs while she had a gun? Fucking hell”

Namjoon stroked your back as you let the gun drop to the floor, the weight of your actions finally hitting you. 

“I’m so sorry. Taehyung I...” You looked into his eyes. Those eyes that always left you questioning what was really going on in that pretty head of his. 

“Yeah. Jin fucking fed her some interesting stories about how you’re using her. At least I hope they’re just stories” Namjoon peered at him. “I’m Namjoon by the way, we haven’t officially met”

Taehyung shook his hand “Hi Namjoon. I heard you make pretty decent music” He chuckled ironically, “Y/n, I need you to tell me everything Jin said. There’s been some sort of misunderstanding, I promise you I wasn’t taking advantage of you.”

Namjoon made a face, exchanging a glance with you as you nodded slowly. Namjoon was not entirely sure he should believe Taehyung. He supposed it wouldn’t matter, when he knew that Yoongi was planning to kill Taehyung anyways. The more information he had, the better he could at least keep you out of trouble. 

P R E S E N T  D A Y--

Security escorted you and Jimin out immediately as the media broke into a frenzy trying to figure out what had happened. You had hoped your acting skills had convinced him. 

After Taehyung sobered you up slightly, the three of you had sat and schemed. Using everything the three of you knew, you were able to figure out that it really was Jin behind Jimin’s accident, your and Namjoon’s kidnapping, as well as Jungkook’s attempted murder. He was able to do all of this using Hobi’s help, but Hobi seemed not to know that he was receiving orders from Jin.

The question remained how and why. 

“I know you’re not going to believe me. So I have proof” Taehyung pulled his phone out, pulling up a recording of Jin tied up somewhere.

All I ask, is that when the dust settles, Y/n is mine. And I get to kill them. My way

You felt queasy seeing his earnest expression through the film. Namjoon’s jaw clenched, recognizing crazy when he saw it, wishing he could have knocked the guy’s brains out beforehand.

“Listen to me. This guy is dangerous. I don’t really understand why he’s doing all of this. He said he wanted to help me, but clearly there’s some other motive here. Otherwise he wouldn’t go behind my back.” Taehyung muttered.

“The only way to know what he wants is to see what he does next” Namjoon pitched in. 

You glanced between the two men, feeling weirdly relieved that you finally had some solid answers. Having Namjoon by your side after so long was the best thing you could ask for at the moment, and you clung to him, hands wrapped around his arm tightly. He thought it was cute.

“Let me fake my death. Let’s see what he does.”

The drivers took you and Jimin to the precinct. You looked around for Namjoon but he was nowhere to be seen. Your eyes met Jin’s briefly as he signed some paperwork. He winked at you.

“Can I have the body taken to get an autopsy report please?” You weren’t phased by this. Taehyung had said he had enough contacts to make it truly believable that he had died. Jimin’s face was void of emotion as he watched the stretcher go past with the body on it.

You left the hold on his hand, your blood running cold as the body nears you. It was loosely covered with a white sheet, but the arm hung out limply from the sight.

That watch. That’s his watch.

Jimin pressed his lips to the top of your head, sliding his arm around your shoulders to pull you closer to him “You okay babe?” 

“I...no yeah, I’m just shocked” You stammered. You looked up at him, allowing him to place a loving kiss on your lips.

Jimin felt for you, he really did. He himself was generally an emotional person, it was not something he ever tried to hide. But he always felt like his emotional energy was valuable. He didn’t feel the need to cry. Not for Taehyung.

Jimin stroked your back softly, “It’s scary, I know. I know baby, but don’t worry” He licked his lips, eyes briefly meeting Hobi’s from across the room. Hobi gave him a knowing look.

“Don’t worry. It’ll all be over soon”

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a/n: WOOHOOO. the fun is really gonna start now. did you miss yoongi? don’t worry, he’ll be back. drop your theories in my asks! who killed taehyung? what’s jin’s deal? 

smut pairs are up for next week! poor oc, she really needs to eat some food. yikes.

see you then & thanks for reading <3 happy juneteenth! 

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death valley (m) | finale (light version)

summary: a summer internship at a famous record label turns wild with blurry nights of dangerous men, dirty money, and extremely hot sex. you soon get caught in a savage game of greed, power and obsession, only to find out that you are the grand prize

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

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

wordcount: 9k

warnings: reader discretion advised. multiple & explicit smut scenes. choking, rough sex, spanking, slight bondage, so much edging, tittie fuck, oral sex, body worship, dirty talk, degradation, attempted somno, coercion, obsessive & possessive behavior, manipulation, fighting, guns, shootings, a sexy motorcycle chase, nudity, smoking, drugs, alc use, a game of strip poker, praise, crying, feelings of fear, character death, police arrest, mention of past noncon activity (not described), dom!yoongi, dom!taehyung, switch!namjoon, dom!namjoon *finally*

part 0 | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | finale (lite) | finale (dark) part 11 | part 12 | part 13 | series navi | masterlist |

Above the soft crinkling of the fire, all that was heard in the silent summer evening were the echoes of your soft moans. Two bottles of liquor spilt across the fine hardwood floors. One man on his knees before your spread legs.

From the dim glow you watched, lips parted as he snorted another line of coke off of your trembling body. Shivers ran through your spine with the wet glide of his tongue against your inner thigh.

Your fingers weaved through his freshly cut hair, gripping the strands tightly as you pulled his face forward, bucking your hips as his nose brushed against your clit.

"Namjoon...fuck" You arched your back as his large hands yanked your thighs further apart. The soft vibrations felt deep in your core as he giggled, tasting your wetness over your thong, letting his teeth tug at the delicate cloth.

You rocked back, allowing him to drag your panties down your bare legs, slurping them up into his mouth. A few drinks down, the warmth of his whiskey was starting to show on his blushed cheeks. He spit the garment into his hand, pressing it up against his nose and inhaling deeply.

"Call" He began to pop off the buttons of his shirt, letting it slide off his shoulders. The two of you were sitting on the floor by the fireplace in what was the most luxurious villa Namjoon had ever seen in his life. Yoongi's true estate, where the two of you waited for his arrival.

As the night dawned upon you, you had decided to raid Yoongi's fine assortment of high class liquors, taking a bottle each. Out came the cards, off came your clothes— a friendly game of strip poker commenced.

You smirked, unclasping your bra from under your shirt and throwing it at him, giggling as the cups fell over his eyes. “Very funny” Namjoon set the garment aside, his fingers tracing over the soft red lace a moment too long.

An Ace and a King, his eyes flickered from his cards to you. You winked at him, allowing your foot to caress up and down his thigh, rolling his bulge under the arch of you foot.

“All in” The warmth of golden flames illuminated the ridges on his toned chest. His eyes were steady on yours as he unbuckled his pants, revealing his long legs, amongst other things.

“Silly boy. I'm gonna win” You sighed, tugging at his pout, nail digging into his plump lip. Your thumb slipped into his mouth and you smiled as he sucked on it, blinking at you with feigned innocence.

“Let’s see your cards” He reached behind you, coming dangerously close to your chest as he flipped over your hand to reveal two Aces. “Goddamnit” He groaned.

He downed the rest of his drink before roughly sliding his pants back on, pocketing your panties before you noticed. “You hungry? You better fuel up, when Yoongi gets here he's probably gonna fuck you into oblivion”

Pulling you into his lap, he lifted you princess style, fawning at your drunken giggles as he laid you down on the kitchen counter. Reaching into the pantry, you scanned the vast assortment of snacks available to you, until your eyes landed on the perfect thing.

You twirled a can of whipped cream in your hands, the edges of your lips dripping with the sugary substance. Dollops of cream sliding down onto your chest.

"You have got to be kidding me" Rolling his eyes, Namjoon grabbed a hand towel as he slotted himself between your thighs. You watched as he dabbed away at your chest.

He inhaled sharply as his eyes moved to your creamed out lips. You let your tongue glide over them, curling as if you were beckoning him forward. Namjoon hadn't even realized he was leaning in, face barely inches from yours, so close he could almost taste the sticky sweetness on your skin.

"Careful. He might have cameras" You hissed, letting your knee brush against his bulging cock. He rolled his hips against you, hands gripping your waist as if you were his lifeline. His brows furrowed, lips parted in conflict. He wanted to kiss you, god he wanted to kiss you.

"You're gonna be the death of me aren't you?" Namjoon sighed, wiping your mouth with the towel. Suddenly you heard a loud growl of an engine. You and Namjoon exchanged a look, both arriving at the same conclusion—

Yoongi had arrived.

"Take him to the basement, and don't make a fucking sound" You heard Yoongi's angry tone echo through the large house. Gulping, you slid off of the counter, motioning for Namjoon to go somewhere else.

Straining your neck, you attempted to see what was happening at the front of the house. A man, who you concluded to be Hobi was carrying a body thrown over his shoulder, descending into what you assumed was the basement.

“You did well Hoseok. Always so loyal…it really is a shame” Yoongi reached into his back pocket.

Boom. One bullet. Then another. And another.

Hobi's body dropped to the ground. Yoongi kicked his face aside so he could look into the dying man’s eyes. He spat down at him bitterly, shooting the gun a few more times until he was covered in blood.

Once he was satisfied with the number of holes in Hobi’s body, he tossed the gun aside.

-

The master bedroom was unlike anything you had ever seen. There was a magnificent view of the ocean, the bed was circular. It was very elegant—very Yoongi. He had quite literally bought a palace. And here you were, his little princess, trapped amongst his vices.

Yoongi had yet to come upstairs, and with a sinking feeling you realized what he was likely doing. You eyed the hot tub, a bit of relaxation appealing to you greatly.

It wasn’t like you didn’t know what you had signed up for. Everyone warned you, hell— even Yoongi warned you. Pushing your thoughts aside, you stripped down to your bones, letting your foot glide against the scorching water.

You watched the way the smoke danced over the delicate ripples as you slowly eased your way in. The initial burn sinking into your muscles, giving you an overwhelming wave of relief.

Leaning back, you allowed yourself to think back to earlier that morning at the motel, when you saw the supposedly dead man grinning at you wickedly, heeding to his empty promises of a new plan. A way out of this mess.

Call me when you realize you're more than a trophy He had laughed, handing you a burner phone I know how to get rid of him. But I'll need your help.

He had seemed confident that you would call him, agree to play his little game. At the time, you remember thinking he was ridiculous. You would never turn on your precious Yoongi.

Especially not for Kim Taehyung.

“So fucking beautiful” A smirk tugged at your lips as you heard Yoongi’s breathless voice. Like silk you emerged, water sculpting over your naked figure, relishing the sensation with every inch of your skin. You turned, allowing him to silently ravish you with dark eyes.

“Who, me or the view?” You teased, lazily sliding on your shawl, a lace ridden, black silk that made you look like sin itself. Walking over to him slowly, you teased your fingers over his chest. For a moment you took comfort in the steady beat of his heart. Gripping the fabric, you pulled him towards you.

“They’re one in the same to me.” Yoongi looked at you with amusement, thumb sliding against your damp jaw. His hands—the same hands that had shot Hobi just minutes before now trailed down to your shoulders, caressing the tense skin in an effort to comfort you. “Did you miss me princess?”

“So much” A moan left your lips, tilting your head to the side in pleasure. His touch was firm. Thumb pushing in deep at your nape, the largest source of your stress concentrated in the prominent scar on your body. Yoongi’s pride, and your pain.

He pushed his thumbs up your neck, pressing back so he could trace his lips down your sensitive neck. He latched onto you. His lips traveled over your shoulders to the top of your chest, kisses becoming increasingly intentional.

With a simple flick of his wrist, your shawl was rendered useless, a pile on the floor. He paused. His daring brown eyes stared deep into yours, hardly blinking as though he would regret missing a second of not seeing you. His lips, almost grazing against yours, let out a soft, yearning sigh.

His hands trailed down your body. You felt his bulge pressing against your thigh “I missed you too.” The breathless whisper of his words had your body heating fast. He took a dip into heaven as his mouth pressed against yours, tongues winding together as he deepened the kiss. You kissed him with spinning desire, almost desperate to suppress the pain that ached in your heat.

The starry sky reflected through his dark, intense stare as he watched you slide down, trailing your kisses lower until you could fiddle with his belt. Pulling it off rapidly, you tugged down his pants, immediately diving in, wanting to give him everything.

He was starved of you, grabbing a hand full of your hair to tilt your neck up just to shove his cock balls-deep into your throat, letting you gag all over him. The noises you made were obscene, the pleasure—unreal.

He clicked his tongue, wiping the drool from the edge of your lips as he continued thrusting down your throat. He fucked you like a ragdoll, took you like mindless whore.

“That's it...come on love, you can take it” He growled, pulling your head so he could get further down into you. You squirmed relentlessly, desperate for air.

Yoongi released you, allowing you to catch your breath. You panted, head dizzy and heart racing.

Pulling you back up, he shoved your chest into the rugged cobblestone wall, rutting his cock against the slickness of your sensitive folds. Your pussy welcomed him in, tightening down on his veiny length.

You felt like screaming. One second you had been utterly convinced, that despite everything— Yoongi was the man of your dreams. Part of you wish you hadn’t seen what you had, loving Yoongi felt so right. But it was wrong. Everything about him was wrong.

"God I could never get tired of fucking you. My sweet sweet princess, take me so fucking well...look at you” Your eyes were glued shut, tears rolling down your cheeks as frustration boiled within you. You were miserable. Anytime you felt like you were so close to a win, your fantasy came shattering down. You were tired—exhausted from being a puppet. Of playing by everyone else's rules.

“I’m gonna cum princess…So perfect…this fucking cunt was made for me” Yoongi groaned, gripping your throat as he railed you into the wall, face buried in your chest. “Gonna fuck you like this…just like this…fuck you’re mine now…bet Jimin could never give it to you as good as me hm? You like it princess? You like my big cock deep in your sweet little cunt?”

Coming back to reality you blinked at him, your arousal far gone but Yoongi was on the edge of nirvana.

“Yes sir. Want it so bad. Want your big cock” You whined out half heartedly, holding your breath as you felt Yoongi’s length twitching inside you as he came, a large load of his seed spilling out from inside of you.

He took a moment to catch his breath, cradling your limp body against him. He kissed your forehead, hugging you tight before lifting you into his arms and carrying you inside.

-

Yoongi combed his fingers through your hair, enjoying the sunrise as you slept soundly on his chest. You stirred slightly. He swore you looked the cutest when you were like this, unconscious, asleep, unaware of the world around you.

He kissed your head, a squeeze in his heart as he was reminded of the victory in his hands—he finally had you. You wanted him, and you would soon be his wife. Everything was finally falling into place. There was just one thing left to do.

He reached onto the bedside table, pressing an intercom button “Get me Namjoon”

He glanced at you one final time, your lips parted, drooling slightly as you slept. A rush came over him. You looked so soft— so fuckable. Carefully he pushed you onto your back, being sure not to wake you.

Grabbing handfulls of your breasts, he groaned into your stomach, kissing you everywhere he could. Crawling up your body, he grabbed his heavy cock, stroking it slowly as he admired your shut eyes.

He gently smacked his length against your lips, smirking as you began to hum in discomfort. Pushing your breasts together, he then nudged his cock through the tight opening, so warm and tight.

A small buzz resonated through the room as Namjoon entered. Yoongi sighed. He would have to finish up later.

Namjoon made a face, seeing the way Yoongi hovered over you while you were clearly asleep.

“Yoongi what the hell, get off of her” Namjoon clenched his fist. The gangster laughed, sliding out of the bed. He pulled on a pair of sweats before approaching Namjoon and slapping him hard across the cheek.

“Know your place. I control your future, don’t fucking forget that” Yoongi glanced back at you, blanket barely covering your body any longer “Isn’t she just a gem” He licked his lips. “I’ll be back in a few hours. Make sure she doesn’t go into the basement”

Namjoon nodded, suppressing a scowl. He waited for Yoongi to leave before taking a seat at the foot of the bed. Gently, he tapped your shoulder, hoping to wake you up.

“No” You mumbled, burying your face into the pillow. Namjoon cooed internally, smiling at you frustration “Five more minutes” Playfully he laid down next to you, maintaining space as he continued to poke your shoulder. You groaned. “I’m so hungover” You whined, “Everything hurts”

Finally opening your eyes, your heart pulsed as you woke up to Namjoon's adoring gaze. You noticed a red patch on his cheek, lifting your palm to stroke the tender skin. "Did he hit you?"

He shook his head, faking a smile “No! Of course not. Yoongi is going to be out for a few hours. If you want I can make you some breakfast?”

“Okay. I’ll come down in a bit, thanks”

Grabbing a shirt from Yoongi’s closet, you headed out onto the balcony. The view was magnificent. On one side was the ocean, lined with rocky shoreline that blended into majestic greenery. Mountains every which way. You certainly wouldn’t mind being trapped here for your entire life. Pulling out the burner that Taehyung had given you, you dialed him, humming impatiently as the call rang.

“I’m right here baby” You shut the phone rapidly, turning to see Taehyung perched up on the railing, one foot dangling while the other twirled his revolver around his pinky finger. No longer in suit and tie, Taehyung had returned to his leather jacket, hair swept back allowing for a clear view of his angelic face.

He winked at you, hopping onto the balcony. He tossed you a pack of cigarettes and waited as you brought one to your lips before he lit it with his lighter. Once you had taken a puff he smiled, leaning back.

“Didn’t take long huh? I’m honestly surprised. I thought I knew you pretty well. The possessive stalker type doesn’t really suit you”

You rolled your eyes “I don’t think there’s anything that bad about him stalking me. He didn’t hurt anyone. Jin did”

Taehyung burst out laughing “Oh my god. You just saw him murder one of his men in his own home. I told you already Y/n, nothing that’s happened to you has been a coincidence. Why the fuck you think you’ve never had a long term relationship till now huh? Where did all the one night stands go? Never calling you back.” He scoffed “You should take a tour of that basement of his. You will be quite shocked at what you find”

“But he loves me” You inhaled the burning ash of the cigarette “He really does. I get that he’s unconventional but…am I really that different with what I did to Jimin?”

Taehyung gave you an incredulous look, “Yeah. It’s different because you actually didn’t hurt anyone. It’s different because you didn’t go to the extent of renting every apartment in the city so that he could have you near him. It really fucking different”

“I gave my life to Jimin though. I followed him from show to show. I came to work here just because I heard he would be coming…I'm just like Yoongi that way...I’m just as bad” You sighed, tapping the cigarette against the railing and watching as the ashes floated into the calm wind. “I guess this is karma”

Taehyung took your cigarette and tossed it over the rail. “Y/n look at me” He grabbed your shoulders, shaking you slightly “You did not deserve any of this. Okay. When it’s all said and done, if you don’t want to be with Jimin then you don’t have to.”

“He’ll just blackmail me again”

Taehyung’s jaw clenched “If he does that you just tell me, I’ll take care of it. Y/n, I owe you an apology. I used you. Over and over again for my own selfish needs and I—“ You pressed your lips against him, arms sliding around his neck to pull your bodies as close together as you could. Taehyung stumbled back, but caught your hips before kissing you back with equal force.

You had forgotten how sweet Taehyung tasted, his minty breath almost addictive as you pushed your tongue against his, not wanting to break away. His hands wandered over your body, grabbing at each others clothes and tugging them off, without leaving your lips for too long. His eyes were half lidded, caught up in the frantic desire that you shared.

You pulled him into the room, pushing him onto the bed, fully undressed.

“Please sit on my face” The gangster looked at you with blasted eyes, pleading to have a taste of your sweet juices. You smirked, crawling up his body until he had you where he wanted, hands gripping your ass tightly as you spread your thighs open wide.

You grasped the silk sheets beneath your hands, biting down your lip as Taehyung began to kiss your throbbing clit, his actions slow—sensual. Like he wanted you to really feel each and every move he made.

You bucked your hips down as he nibbled on you playfully, tasting you getting wetter by the second. He smacked your ass— making you let out a sharp yelp as your pussy clenched around nothing.

“How do you taste so fucking good” He let the tip of his tongue flicker at your clit, eager to tease you but his own cravings were becoming too much to bear. "So fucking wet..."

"It makes me so mad" He pushed his tongue inside you, lapping up your juices as you trembled above him. "...when Yoongi has you on his knees for him, using you like a toy. That really what you want baby? You wanna be tied up and used?" He pulled your hips, suffocating himself in between your legs "It fucking pisses me off...you deserve to be worshipped"

"This body deserves to be worshipped. You're a goddess" He pulled you down, kicking off his jeans so that you hovered above his cock. Softly he cupped your jaw, allowing you to lower yourself flat against him, lips melting into his.

His fingers gripped your ass firmly, pushing your hips against his. "Yoongi won't worship you...you know that right? He only worships himself."

"He does..." You groaned as Taehyung entered you slowly, his big cock filling you to the brim, stretching your walls as burning desire seeped through you.

"No he doesn't" Taehyung eased you up off of his length, watching the way your sticky arousal dripped all over him before pulling you back down. "You know he doesn't, or you wouldn't have called me. You wouldn't be letting me fuck your pretty little cunt either"

You were at a loss for words, instead you reveled in the sound of skin slapping as Taehyung bounced you at an agonizingly slow pace, up and down his long cock. He swallowed your sighs, his long fingers caressing your ass, pushing you down, deeper and deeper.

"There's a small disc. That’s where he keeps everything, his assets, his money, all the account information." His lips hurriedly moved to your neck, nibbling your ear as you gasped. "Find it. Jimin's gonna have Yoongi arrested. Everyone thinks I'm dead. Only you and Jimin know I'm alive. I'll take over Death Valley without anyone even realizing it"

You rolled your hips, wanting to feel every inch of him as his hands found your breasts. He pinched your nipples between his fingers, rolling them as he watched you moan out curses.

"You and Jimin can leave the gang safely. I'll make sure no harm comes to either of you. Name your price...just do this for me and it'll all be over"

You chuckled, kissing him roughly "Is that what you think I want? To run off into the sunset with Jimin?"

"Yeah" He rolled you over onto your back, hovering over you as he continued to nibble at your lips "I know that's what you want" You kicked your legs around his waist as he began to grind into you, thrusts becoming quicker. "I know everything about you baby, or did you forget?"

"And what about Namjoon? What will you do to him? Promise me he'll be safe too. If you do, I'll do what you say."

Taehyung kissed you firmly "I'll take good care of your little puppy, don't worry" He pulled your legs over his shoulders, fucking into you sloppily. With every sharp thrust you cried out for him, arching you back as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to your high. "He can continue fighting for me"

"No. Let him go." Taehyung licked his finger, trailing down your chest before pinching your clit. "Get him--ohhh fuck" Your pussy clenched down as he began to rub his thumb against the tingling nerves "Get him a record deal."

"Anything you want baby. Anything you want"

-

You carefully crept down the basement stairs, making sure Namjoon was nowhere to be seen. There was a lock on the door. You groaned in frustration, battering your brain to try to think of what Yoongi could have kept as a passcode.

You tried your birthday. Nope. You tried Jimin's birthday. Definitely not.

You sighed. Think. Think. Think like Yoongi. Then it hit you, the day you met him. It was the same day Jimin gave you his jacket, you had that date memorized in your soul. Rapidly you punched in the code and the lock clicked open.

Pushing through the door, your breath escaped you. Along the walls there were monitors everywhere, showing various streams of security footage. So this is what Taehyung was talking about. Piles of boxes were stacked in the corner. As you ventured further, your heart stopped as you saw a body lying in the middle of the concrete floor.

It was Jimin, barely conscious with blood all over his forehead, making you shudder at the thought of where the bruises must have come from.

"Shit. Shit." You shook Jimin's shoulders, cupping his cheek in an effort to wake him up. "Jimin...fuck. Stay with me”

He coughed out, blood mixed with his saliva. He couldn't say a word, all he could feel was pain. You buried your face into his chest.

"I hate you" You mumbled, sobbing into his blood stained shirt "I hate you so much, fuck, please be okay”

“Y/n…” Your heart ached at how weak Jimin’s voice sounded. It was easy for you to say Jimin meant nothing to you, but you couldn't deny the way your heart trembled in his presence.

He was a disease, and you weren't sure you wanted to be healed. He plagued your mind and you wanted him to. He pushed your buttons, pissed you off, had you fuming but he adored you. And you adored him more.

Perhaps Taehyung was right. Perhaps he really was what you wanted all along. “I’m gonna get you out okay just hang in there” You pat his face, trying to keep his eyes open “Jimin. Don’t you fucking die on me”

A serene smile spread across his lips. You had an urge to kiss him all of a sudden but the sound of the basement door unlocking caused you to jump up with a start. Shit. You turned to the monitors, finding a box to hide behind.

You held your breath, eyes clenched shut as you heard the sound of Yoongi’s voice.

-

Pain pounded through Jimin’s head as he slowly let his eyes flutter open. He was sprawled on the floor, unable to recognize exactly where he was, but his blurry vision managed to focus in on Yoongi who stood, towering over him with a cruel smile. There was another man with him, but Jimin couldn't tell who it was.

“Look he’s finally awake!” Yoongi chuckled, crouching down as he kicked Jimin in the chest lightly “Morning brat. You really thought any of my men would betray me for you?”

Jimin recalled seeing your face. He wasn't sure if he had been dreaming, but he needed to know “Y/n...is she okay?”

“Oh give up Jimin." Yoongi cackled, pacing around the injured rockstar "You lost. She doesn’t want you. She wants me. Even though she had the chance to be with her idol, live out her every dream and fantasy, even she realized how rotten you were and picked me. Because it’s always been me you fucktard. Anything good in your life exists because of me. You didn’t deserve your success, I did. I wrote your songs. I made your music. I did all the work. You were, and still are, nothing.”

Jimin couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had never thought Yoongi felt so much hatred for him. Yoongi had always cared about him, hadn't he? The person he really was behind the fame and the glory, behind the thick layers of security that sheltered him all his life. Jimin had looked up to Yoongi like a God.

But seeing the menacing look in his eyes now, Jimin accepted the reality he was too naive to realize before. Yoongi was spiteful. But he would be damned if he would let you get caught up in something dangerous just because Yoongi had a point to prove.

When Jimin had found Taehyung, he was initially furious. But other than Yoongi, Taehyung was the only friend he had. He could have killed him, just like he could have killed Yoongi, but he didn't have the heart too. Which is why he insisted that Taehyung take his help, sending Yoongi to jail. He was more than willing to relinquish power. All he needed now was you, nothing else mattered.

“Maybe you’re right. Maybe she doesn’t love me. But at least I love her. You…you don’t”

“You don’t know anything about me”

“You raped her.” Jimin cut him off, shaking in fury. Find whatever strength he could, he lunged at Yoongi, shoving him hard against the wall. He pressed his elbow into his neck, watching as Yoongi choked out desperately. "I remember that night Yoongi. I remember what you did"

For so long he had tried to deny it to himself, to come up with some sort of an excuse for what he had seen. Remembering how confidently Yoongi had brushed it off to him at the time, don’t meddle in things you don’t understand. This is just how things are.

He felt sick to the core for weeks after, not just because he recognized you as the fangirl who caught his attention, but more because of how helpless he had been, too much of a coward to stop something so blatantly wrong.

Here Yoongi had handed him a syringe that night take this and just forget what you saw. And he spiraled from there. Into a dark, suffocating place of self-pity. A place where Yoongi had abandoned him long before he realized.

“Is this why you did it huh? To stroke your fucking inferiority complex? You saw I like a girl and you go ahead and drug her? Force yourself on her??” Jimin cringed, heart pounding with anger.

He couldn’t hold back anymore, he punched Yoongi with every ounce of his strength, watching as blood appeared on the side of his face. He pummeled him with hits, wanting Yoongi to suffer for the pain he caused you.

“You’re pathetic. You disgust me”

The bulky man by Yoongi’s side roughly yanked Jimin off of him, tossing him back onto the ground. He kicked him in the gut, sending him across the floor.

“Couldn't you have done that before? Fucking useless I swear” Yoongi nodded, wiping the blood from his face “Tie him up. Then take the back entrance out. Y/n can’t know you’re here”

-

Namjoon strolled through the hallway, thinking to come ask you if you wanted to play cards with him again, or perhaps watch a movie while you waited for Yoongi to come back. He hated that you had to be holled up at home like this, when he knew you’d much rather be out and about.

As he approached the master bedroom, he heard whimpering cries bleed through the walls, and once his brain processed it he began to pound against the locked door. When you didn’t respond, he quickly kicked open the door and there you were— limp on the floor in a puddle of tears. Face buried in your palms.

“What happened?” Without a second thought he dropped to his knees, pulling your head into his chest, embracing you as he tried to absorb away your sorrows.

“N..nothing sorry I just..” You sniffled. Namjoon squeezed your hands. His warmth comforting you just barely. “I just...I'm an idiot”

He shushed you, tilting your face up “Don’t say that. You’re not.” He whispered, pulling you into a soft embrace “Shit.” He was at a loss for words, not knowing how to comfort you in a situation like this.

You looked at the sweet boy in front of you, with no ulterior motive in mind than to simply ensure that your heart was okay. “I need to tell you something”

“Of course, anything.”

You came clean. Professed everything— what you had seen, what you had heard, you unraveled into a mess before his eyes. Namjoon’s jaw clenched when you revealed what Jimin had accused Yoongi of.

He pulled you towards him so that you were seated between his thighs, as he curled over you, chest pressed to your back. He hugged you tightly, wanting to take all your pain into his own body.

“You're strong. So strong. Okay?” Namjoon whispered, nuzzling into your shoulder "I know you really loved Yoongi. I'm...sorry" You covered his arms that were wrapped around your stomach.

"I just..." Your breath was shaky "I feel completely out of control. Like my life was just molded by Yoongi. I'm nothing but a win for him. A self-gratifying prize. Where's my win?"

His breath was hot against your cheek. You could feel his compassionate eyes absorb every word you said "You're gonna win this. Find the disc. I'll keep an eye out for Yoongi. He won't get away with what he's done"

You turned to look at him, there was a touch of innocence in his eyes. "Yeah. He won't"

F L A S H B A C K—

Y/n, I have to step out. I’ll be back soon baby, and I’ll grab you something to wear for tomorrow. Text me if you need anything!

Jimin followed Hobi out into the hallway, expression turning serious right as the door shut behind him. "Well is he alive?"

“Yeah. Barely. They transferred him to the psych ward. He didn’t get burned luckily, but the bullet wound caused internal bleeding. I can take you to go see him if you want”

Jimin gnawed his lip in worry “No. I’ll go alone. You work on what we discussed earlier”

He hated hospitals. The disgusting scent of rubbing alcohol and pudding filled the dreary building as he found Jin’s room.

Upon seeing Jimin, Jin smiled widely “Oh good! Did you bring me any coke?” He attempted to sit up but his forearms were belted down firmly.

Jimin looked around carefully before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small ziplock bag. He emptied its contents onto his palm, making his way to Jin’s bedside and allowing the injured man to inhale it off of him.

Jin let out a satisfied groan as he relished in the high. Jimin wiped his face with a tissue, tossing it into the trash. Seeing Jin had him feeling sick— sick with guilt. He had made him this way, exploited his personality for his own gains. It used to make him feel powerful but now all he felt was regret.

“We got your reports back Mr. Kim” Jimin turned to see a nurse. “You’re going to need to go to rehab. The doctors were able to get you stabilized and remove the bullet, but it was a pretty pricey procedure. Unfortunately, your health insurance is—“

“Charge everything to me. All of it. I want him sent to the best facility in the world.” Jimin interrupted, “I just really need him to be released by tomorrow. It’s extremely urgent. Do whatever you have to, I’ll pay double...triple...whatever it takes. Fix him.” He handed the nurse his card.

The nurse gave him a suspicious look but nodded nevertheless “Okay sir, we’ll see what we can do”

“Thank you” Jimin turned back to Jin.

“You don’t need to do that man, I just need more drugs—“

“No. You need help. You have for a long time. I should have sent you to rehab years ago, but my selfish ass needed someone in the police force.” He sighed “The plan is still on Jin. Arrest Yoongi for Taehyung’s murder. You get a big win, close the case, shut down Death Valley, and we get to all walk away clean. All of us”

-

Yoongi returned, drunk out of his mind. Not having Taehyung or Hobi around to take care of business made it exhausting for him. Not to mention, it was only a matter of time before the label would have to release some sort of statement explaining all of Jimin’s cancelled performances.

Stumbling into his office, he landed with a thud onto his leather chair. Aimlessly he twirled around, gliding his fingers over the edge of his desk. Turning the chair around, he pulled out a small drawer, in which there was a simple wooden box.

When he opened the lid, his blood ran cold. It was empty.

Quickly he ran to the basement, ignoring Jimin’s tied up body to check his monitors. Going to his office footage his fists trembled in fury as he saw you, slipping the disc into your pocket.

Grabbing his gun, he ran back upstairs, breaking out onto the patio just in time to see Namjoon on a motorcycle— one he bought with his money no doubt, and you, hopping on behind him. As fast as he could Yoongi jumped into his car and began to chase after you.

The alcohol had him drifting. One hand on the wheel, he pressed on the gas, attempting to catch up but Namjoon was agile. He followed you onto the highway, elbow on the windowsill, shooting towards you two. Bullets ricocheting as he got closer and closer.

“Y/n, get on my lap!” Namjoon yelled over the roaring sounds of the engine “Get on my lap and shoot his tires, my gun is in my pocket."

Letting one handle go, Namjoon steadied your waist, allowing you to swing over onto his lap, chest pressed firmly against his. He watched the road over the crook of your neck while you reached for his gun, hugging him for stability as you shot at Yoongi’s tires.

“I can’t fucking aim” You screamed in frustration. You could feel Namjoon’s chest vibrate as he chuckled softly. For a moment he turned his face to see you, brows furrowed as you tried to shoot at Yoongi.

God if he didn’t know he loved you before, he definitely knew now.

“Just keep a firm grip, aim a little higher than where you want the bullet to go” Namjoon returned his eyes to the road. A loud screech was heard as one of Yoongi’s bullets pierced through the engine. Namjoon quickly grabbed you, jumping off the bike as it burst into flames.

Yoongi halted the car, seeing you and Namjoon roll onto the side of the highway. Stepping out he had his gun aimed for Namjoon. “Y/n give me the disc or he dies”

You glanced at him worridly but he shook his head “Don’t Y/n…” Yoongi pulled the trigger, the bullet just missing Namjoon’s face as you quickly pulled him aside.

A wave of relief swept over you as you heard sirens blaring in the distance. “Drop the weapon, hands where I can see them” Your eyes widened as you recognized the voice. Straining to sit up, you are shocked to see Jin, gun aimed at Yoongi in one hand and a pair of handcuffs in the other “Min Yoongi you are under arrest for the murder of Kim Taehyung. You have the right to remain silent” Yoongi dropped the gun as Jin went behind him, locking his wrists up in cuffs.

Namjoon helped you stand up and you hugged him tightly. After tossing Yoongi into the car Jin came back out.

“I’m so sorry” He looked at you dead in the eye “You’re safe now” He smiled at you. Tears welled in your eyes as you ran up to him and jumped into his arms.

“You’re alive” You exhaled, squeezing the broad man who hugged you back. He nodded, wiping your tears.

“I am…” He glanced at Namjoon, giving him an appreciative nod before heading back into the car.

-

The two of you drove Yoongi’s car back to the villa. You had called Taehyung, informing him that you had the disc and he could come get it from you. You sat in Yoongi’s leather office chair, kicking your legs onto his desk.

“Damn. You’ve practically become one of us” Taehyung chuckled, leaning against the doorway “Where’s the disc?”

You raised your arm, the disc twirling between your two fingers. Taehyung began to walk towards you, leaning over the desk to grab it before you snapped it in half.

His expression hardened “What the fuck Y/n?”

“I have another copy” You mused, “But only I know where it is” You sighed teasingly, placing both hands on the desk “I guess the only way you can access any of that information is through me”

Taehyung scoffed, blinking at you as if he was waiting for you to tell him you were joking. When he realized you weren’t, he burst out laughing.

“Death Valley is mine” You stated “You can run things, do as you please, but you answer to me. If you don’t cooperate, well, I guess you just won’t get Death Valley”

“I could just kill you, you know”

You chuckled “No. You won’t…You don’t have the balls to get your hands dirty”

“And you do?” Taehyung raised his eyebrows.

“Well…I know someone who does. Taehyung, meet my right hand” You motioned towards the end of the room where Jungkook stood, biting back a laugh.

Taehyung scowled “The fuck is this huh? You're playing in the big leagues now?”

Jungkook shrugged, sitting down on one of the couches “Don’t ask me…she’s the boss”

-

Jimin woke up with a start, his body not recognizing the softness beneath him as opposed to the cold concrete floors of Yoongi’s basement. He peered around, vision blurry until it landed on you, sitting at the foot of the bed, and Namjoon waiting patiently at the door. You stroked his cheek affectionately.

“Hey babe” You smiled, leaning in to give him a light kiss “How are you feeling?”

“What happened? Did it work? Is Yoongi in jail?” You nodded your head. Jimin sighed with relief, reaching for your hands so that he could kiss them. “Thank God. Is Taehyung okay?”

“Yup. Everything’s fine. You’re safe now. You don’t have to be caught up in any of this anymore” You glanced back at Namjoon “You’re free to do as you please”

Jimin sighed, placing your hands on his chest as he let his eyes flutter shut. Your gaze remained steady on Namjoon.

“I love you” Jimin mumbled “So much. And I’m so so sorry. I know I’ve been…horrible to you. And all of this…everything that happened to you is my fault. I swear to you Y/n, I’m done with the gang forever. Done with drugs. Unless…you want to do them…like I’d be down but”

You wanted to laugh, but the way Namjoon was looking at you had your words caught in your throat.

“Come on tour with me. Let’s run away and build a life together. You, me and music. I wanna be the man of your dreams... you already are the woman of mine..please. You know I'd do anything for you” Your breath escaped you. Namjoon rolled his tongue against his cheek in irritation. Swallowing thickly, you tightened your grip on Jimin’s hands.

“Get some rest Jimin…we can talk when you’re better” He hummed in agreement, and you knelt down to kiss him fondly. His hands slid up your back, pulling you into him as you cupped his jaw, pouring adoration through the touch of your lips.

Parting away, Jimin smiled wide before dozing off. You admired him for a moment, he really was the most beautiful man you had ever laid eyes on. It was the rough slam of the door behind you that caused you to realize that Namjoon had walked out.

“Joon” You went after him, finding him in your bedroom, with the biggest, most childish pout you’d ever seen.

“What was that?” He snapped “You're free to do as you please? You’re such a…” He stomped his foot in frustration.

“A what?” You grinned, walking up to him, enjoying the way he backed away from you until he tripped, falling back to sit on the mattress. You tilted his chin up. “Say it” You hissed.

Namjoon gulped, watching as you hiked up the skirt of your dress, revealing a tight lace garter with a gun hooked against it. Pulling out the weapon you traced it against his parted lips before shoving the barrel into his mouth.

“What?” You coo’d, pushing him onto his back as you crawled over his body “Loss for words?” You shoved the gun in deeper causing Namjoon to gag, hands coming up to cover yours around it.

You tossed the gun aside, spitting down into Namjoon’s trembling lips. Taking his hands in yours you pushed them above his head. “Don’t move” You ordered, as you climbed off of him, rummaging in the drawers until you found the collar Yoongi had given you. Using the leather restraint, you tied his wrists together.

Seating yourself on his lower abs, you peeled off your panties, tossing them aside as Namjoon watched with wide eyes. Licking your fingers you plunged them into your cunt, making sure to give Namjoon a front row view.

“Y/n…” He whined “I can’t do this” He kicked his feet impatiently. You slapped his thigh, making him yelp softly.

“You wanna taste?” You empathized. He nodded rapidly, sticking his tongue out as you removed your finger, drawing it closer and closer to his tongue…only to bring it back, circling your clit slowly.

“I hate you” He groaned, tilting his head back in defeat as you worked yourself off.

“You hate me?” You reasoned, voice sultry, tempting. Watching his face, you rapidly let your finger press down on the nerves until your hips twitched, causing you to brush barely against Namjoon’s desperate bulge. He cried out in irritation, tugging at his wrists. “If you don’t tell me what you want how would I know?”

“You do know” Namjoon growled. He panted furiously, kicking and squirming, “You know and you’ve just been edging me for weeks. And I fucking can’t take it anymore. If you don’t want me just say so but stop torturing me”

You pursed your lips, halting your moments so that you could pull Namjoon’s pants down, seeing his rock hard length pop out. Sliding off of him, you pulled him to the edge of the bed, dropping to your knees.

“Look at you baby tsk tsk” His tip was flushed red, glossy with precum and so eager for your touch that you almost found it adorable. “Tell me what you want”

“Touch me” Namjoon pleaded, not caring that Jimin was only down the hall, “Want your mouth”

You licked your lips, allowing them to glide just barely over the base of his throbbing dick. You kissed the sensitive skin while Namjoon continue to whine and whimper.

“You’ve been so good” You carefully licked a stripe up his length, letting your tongue wrap around his tip before letting him go with a pop. “Such a good boy…patient…” Standing up, you wiped your lips as enjoyed the way the man below you was going insane for you. “But if you hate me then…I guess you don’t want this”

Namjoon screamed in desperation, tears budding at the corners of his eyes. “Y/n enough. Enough. I’ve put up with all of it. Okay. You’re fucking driving me crazy”

Climbing back over him, you pressed your lips against his neck, sucking down as he moaned. Sliding down your dress you reveal the sexiest leather lingerie he had ever seen. “Oh my god” He exhaled, mind dizzy with lust.

“You like it baby? Put it on just for you” You winked, rolling your hips so that his cock head barely brushed against your juicy folds. “I bet you wanna touch me don’t you. Wanna get your hands all over me, squeeze my tits…you want that so bad don’t you baby? My good boy”

Namjoon grunted, a tear rolling down his cheek as his cock twitched. You licked the tear off of his face kissing his lips hungrily as you pressed your chest against his.

“Take it off” He gasped “My wrists…let me go please I wanna touch you” You shook your head.

Then something snapped.

You weren’t sure what it was, the clasp on his wrists, or the look in his eyes that went from desperate and fucked out to straight rage.

Because the next thing you knew, Namjoon lifted you up easily, slamming you back down onto your back. You trembled, scared but so turned on at what you were witnessing. You had never seen him like this before.

“I’ve had enough” Namjoon snapped, pushing your legs as far apart as he could, ignoring when you began to wince out at the stretch. He jumped on top of you, using his own thighs to pin you down.

Smack, his hand slapped your pussy hard making you curse out in pain. “Hurts doesn’t it hm?” His fingers pushed up, tilting your head back as he hovered close to your face “You’re mine now”

With that he pushed his cock in with a hard thrust, not giving you a second to adjust before he was pounding into you like there was no tomorrow. He kissed you furiously, groaning into you as his fingers intertwined with yours above your head.

“You’re such a fucking slut.” Namjoon whispered against your chest as he began to kiss his way down to suckle your tits “Letting everyone fuck you how they please. Just a fucking useless whore, that’s what you are” He chuckled, licking your hardened numbs playfully as his hips continued to roll against yours. “Deep down you wanted me too. Wanted my big cock to fill you up, didn’t you huh? Desperate fucking slut.”

You couldn’t respond, too overwhelmed by pleasure as he hit you deep right where you liked it. Namjoon didn’t like this at all, prompting him to give you another tight slap.

“I asked you a fucking question didn’t I? Or are you too much of a dumb whore, dumb for cock…that’s all you fucking think about isn’t it?”

“Namjoon” You gasped, arching your back so he could push even deeper, relishing in the way his length dragged so right against your clenching walls “Oh fuck…right there…right there”

Namjoon scoffed, letting go of your hands so he could tug your hair down “Look at me.” He barked, nose brushing against yours. You met his gaze, goosebumps spreading at the fire in his eyes.

“I love you” He pressed his forehead against you, and you could feel the sweat from his skin as he thrusts began to get sloppy “I love you so fucking much. You’re a filthy little bitch but you’re mine. Do you understand that?”

All you could see was red as your high approached you. Namjoon could hear it in the way you moaned his name desperately, nails scratching down against his back as he pistoned into you over and over.

“Cum for me baby” Namjoon hissed, smacking you one last time “And I wanna hear you scream my name. Loud enough for all of them to hear”

“Namjoon…Namjoon…fuck I’m gonna cum—oh God” You screamed loudly, latching onto him as your body erupted with pleasure, heat soaring through every vein. You creamed down on him, and he watched as your eyes rolled back and you moaned out.

Namjoon grinned, cock twitching at your fucked out face as he rode you through your orgasm. Deep down he was shocked he lasted this long.

“Baby…baby…” You panted, body shaking as you came down from your high “It hurts”

“Take it you fucking whore. I know you can. So fucking tight for me…gonna fill you up so good.” Namjoon’s pace quickened as he felt his own high approaching “Mmmfph fuck…fuck baby I—“ He gasped loudly as his seed flooded your pulsing walls. He fell over you, panting as his cock spurt out more and more.

He didn’t move, opting instead to nuzzle into your neck as you stroked his hair, lightly kissing his forehead.

“Sorry” He mumbled quietly after a while, “I sorta just lost it”

You giggled, pulling his face up to you “Namjoon…”

“Yeah?”

“Get on your fucking knees”

M O N T H S L A T E R—

Yoongi stared at the blank wall of his jail cell, bouncing a ball against it. There were scratched of tick marks, counting the days until his plan would go into action. He had anticipated everything, it was only a matter of time. People were dogs, and he knew just go to bend them to his will.

Fire alarms shot off in the distance. Chaos broke out, a guard unlocked his cell door, yanking him out and slapping on a pair of handcuffs. They pushed him along, following the other inmates he looked around with a sinister smile.

One guard grabbed Yoongi by the hair, dragging him away and tossing him into a car, a black Cadillac.

Yoongi chuckled, louder and louder until he was laughing like a maniac. He was energetic, felt more alive than ever before.

“Thanks for playing along. You should be getting the money in a few hours…I guess what they say about you is true” Yoongi chuckled as the car sped away from the prison, "Street rat”

Glancing into the rearview mirror, he sees a glimpse of an eyebrow piercing and a familiar, glimmering smirk.

Suddenly he felt the cool press of a gun against the back of his head. His heart dropped, as he looked in the side mirror to see.

It was a familiar gun, something he had custom made.

"Relax...it's just me my love"

T H E E N D.

ᐊ——[ previous ] series navi | masterlist | finale (dark) part 11 | part 12 | part 13 |

a/n: WOOOHOOO there it is! thank you all so much for sticking with me for this insane ride. let me know your thoughts & feedback. this was something new and super fun for me to write, and i hope to write more (better) thrillers in the future :)

this ending is up to interpretation. there are different ways you can think about what happens next. id be interested in hearing what you guys think happens tho ;) was the gun loaded? was oc screwing everyone all along? who should she end up with?

eventually ill be releasing a sort of ~epilogue~ based the original ending i had come up with but you're free to interpret reader's future as you would like to! (im so sorry team hobi lmfaooo)

shoutout to switch!namjoon anon <3 you inspired most of this part lmfaooooo. i hope i did it justice :)

also i wanna apologize for how late this was. i psyched myself out super bad. always thinking like...well it could be better...and yeah. it could. but well. here it is lmao. not my best but i tried lol

if you have any requests for scenarios/drabbles in this au, questions for the characters, questions about the plot, drop by my asks. i love your feedback & reactions <3

thank you for reading & have a great day!

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GOD, from finale part, can i get a drabble of taekook x reader in that office where oc finally introduced jungkook as her right hand man to taehyung pleeeeeeaaasssssseeeee IM JUST HORNYYYYYSDGEJHSA

pairing: jungkook x reader x taehyung genre: pwp, smut, filth, gang!au

tw: smut over the cut, penetrative sex, threesome, oral sex, tittie fuck, degradation, they cum all over your face, smack you with their cocks, its filthy, spanking, light choking, drug use, dom!tae & dom!kook 

wordcount: 1.5k

this is a drabble from Death Valley au | a/n: this....wow. thank you for the req. no like thank you. i wrote this in one sitting so i apologize for any errors. 

Taehyung didn't know what to think. He was fuming, but simultaneously impressed by your actions. He watched as you poured out a line of cocaine onto the magnificent desk, inhaling deeply before you smirked.

"Jungkook" Your command was evident. The tattooed man immediately stood, walking over to your side. You regarded him with interest, scanning his godlike figure. He didn't need any instructions to know exactly what you wanted, as he came up behind you, sliding his hands down your shoulders while catching your lips in a deep kiss.

The kisses grew increasingly passionate, hungry for more. Jungkook's hands palmed at your chest, greedily squeezing your breasts as he groaned into your mouth. 

Taehyung simply watched, observing the dynamic. You broke the kiss in order to look at him. Jungkook's lips trailing down your neck as he continued to fondle you from behind. You grabbed a cigarette, lighting it while your gaze remained locked on Taehyung.

"Well" You murmured, setting your lighter aside to take a quick puff. "Aren't you going to join us?"

Taehyung cursed under his breath, pulling off his leather jacket rapidly and tossing it aside before jumping onto your desk. He swung his legs in front of you, not wasting a second before he dragged you into his lap, your legs tight around his waist. You could feel his bulge growing against your stomach as he kissed you harshly. There was an animalistic ferocity to his movements, he had never been so turned on in his life.

"Fuck Y/n" He gripped your hips, allowing you to roll them against him, chasing subliminal relief. He needed more, but as he panted heavily, his mind went blank. Jungkook took the opportunity to begin undressing you, his arms reaching under yours to unbutton your blouse, gently sliding it off. He held your shoulders, leaning down to bite off the clasp of your bra.

Taehyung watched as the fabric loosened around you, falling off to the side. Jungkook growled, tugging you away from Taehyung. He turned you around, still caught between Taehyung's thighs as Jungkook began to suckle you, groaning intensely as he enjoyed the feeling of the soft flesh in his mouth.

Taehyung pulled your hips back onto his lap, grinding you against his crotch. He kissed your cheek, grinning at your fucked out eyes that were caught onto the way Jungkook was now unbuckling his belt. He quickly stepped out of his jeans, stroking his cock eagerly.

He pulled you into his arms, melting into your mouth once again as Taehyung took the opportunity to undress himself. You were caught up in Jungkook's hold, relishing the feeling of his thick lips against yours before you felt a harsh slap on your ass. It was Taehyung.

"You're such a fucking slut" He hissed, tearing your skirt just enough so he could gain access to your folds. He pulled you back, lining you up with his turgid length before shoving you down hard. Jungkook watched as you winced, the burn of his immense size filling you up so good.

Jungkook stroked your face as you adjusted to Taehyung. "You're doing so good baby, you look so fucking hot like this" He promised, contrasting the way Taehyung continued to mutter filth into your ears. "Can I fuck your tits baby?" You nodded, unable to find words as Taehyung began to thrust up, digging deep into your core in short, fierce blows. His grip on your hips was firm, not letting you move as he fucked you hard. Length nudging deeper and deeper with every flex of his hips.

Jungkook's lips molded against yours again, swallowing your pretty sighs as he flicked at your nipples. He grappled your breasts, pushing them together so he could slide his cock through the tight valley.

"Holy fuck baby" Jungkook's eyes rolled back as he began to slide up and down your chest, his nails digging into your flesh. His mouth still glued to yours, latching on as he continued to thrust wildly against you. "Baby...shit Y/n, so fucking good" He growled lowly, a heated pulse of pleasure coming over him as he stared into your eyes "You like this don't you hm? You like it when I fuck your tits like this?"

You whimpered, causing Jungkook to pummel you even harder. The friction causing you to clench down on Taehyung's cock, which continued to fuck into you.

"Tae let her bounce," Jungkook suggested. "Let her bounce on your cock like the dumb bitch she is" Taehyung groaned at the thought, wishing he could see the way you looked as he loosened his hold on your hips, instead sliding his hands around your throat.

"Tae--Taehyung" You screamed as he thrust you up hard, your entire body shaking up and down as he pounded up at you. Jungkook stared at you in amazement, stilling his own movements as your breasts swung over his cock without trying. He ran his fingers up your jaw, tilting your chin up at him where he leaned down close.

His breath was hot, fanning against your cheeks. You tried to blush, his pretty eyes overwhelming you with their beauty but he held you steady.

"Filthy girl" He grinned, nose brushing against yours, "Aren't you ashamed, letting us both take you like this? On your very desk? Hm?"

Taehyung's hands slid to your chest while Jungkook pulled his cock away, pulling your face down so he could rub his tip all over your, smearing his precum over your eyelids. "Filthy" Jungkook clicked his tongue, spitting down where you looked at him with large, beady eyes.

Taehyung kissed all over your back, easing his thrusts momentarily as Jungkook placed his cock at your trembling lips. "You wan' it?" He taunted, baby talking you. "Yeah? Does our filthy little girl wanna suck daddy's big cock? Hm?"

"Yeah...wanna" Taehyung pulled your ass back on him hard, piercing you with his length. You walls tightened, eliciting a sharp groan. "Wanna s-suck your dick"

"So fucking needy" Jungkook teased, rolling his cock over your cheeks before pushing it ever so slightly between your lips, enjoying the way you sucked the tip like a lollipop. Tongue flickering over the slit. "My needy little girl, so good for me. So fucking pretty sucking on daddy's cock like a dumb--"

"God can you shut up Jungkook" Taehyung rolled his eyes, "Just fuck the bitch already" The irritation in his voice had you gushing, and Taehyung noticed. He smirked, smacking the side of your thigh. "Ride me"

You hummed in understanding as Jungkook stuffed your face with cock. Hands gripping your hair so he could pull you in, fucking you deep in the throat. You gagged, sloppily working him off. Jungkook enjoyed the drool escaping the edges of your mouth, making you look like a fucked out cocksleeve.

"Get up" Taehyung pushed you off of him, causing you to choke on Jungkook's dick before landing back on the desk with a thud. "Open wide baby" You stretched your mouth, unsure if they both would fit but somehow they managed. Taehyung tugged at his cock, rapidly moving his wrist as he inserted himself into your cheek, cooing at the way it bulged. "God you look so hot like this"

You brought your hands up, each taking a cock and stroking them. Your tongue, flailing rapidly between the two, trying to give each the same amount of attention as they pushed into you.

"Stick your tongue out baby..." Taehyung mumbled, pinching your nipples causally as you took him. "Nice and long for us okay. You nodded, flattening your tongue as the two men pulled out, whacking their lengths against your face before spilling out all over you. You shook your head, loving the way the hot drizzle fell all over you as they rubbed the sticky cum into your face and tongue.

"Holy shit that's hot" Jungkook whined, hips bucking as another stream of cum went flying over you. You smiled lazily, allowing yourself to get doused in their seed.

The boys panted, stepping away to admire how ruined you looked.

"I'll go get a towel" Jungkook said, quickly pulling his pants on.

"And I'll go run you a bath" Taehyung added, quickly stepping away. You chuckled.

"Boys"

They froze, exchanging guilty looks. You spread your legs, grabbing your cigarette once again as you leaned back. Pushing the bud to the edge of your lips as you took a deep breath. You snapped your fingers.

"You know what to do"

masterlist

Plastic off the sofa // kth

I like it, baby

pairing: dom!kth x fem!reader

genre: smut, drabble, ftl, unedited

word count: 1.7k (Prologue)<—coming soon

warnings: spit, unsafe sẽx, choking, anal play (fingers), oral 4f, downward dog, deep voice shenanigans, pet names, intimate love ig🥹

Note: spare me it’s thursday and I’m reeling !! Hope you enjoy🕴🏾 -dubu♡

A faint blush resonated on your cheeks in the car, every passing street making the butterflies flutter away in your tummy.

Taehyung gripped the steering wheel firmly, eyes concentrating on the road in front of him. A small smile lingered on his lips upon entering the vehicle. His recent brazen behavior echoing through his mind.

You glanced at him secretly trying not to make a sound, yet like he can read your thoughts he looked over at you unexpectedly.

“Something on your mind, pretty?” He turned back to the road, his attention still focused on your dilatory response.

“Mmhm.” You said shyly, titling your head to cutely punctuate your playful words. He turned down a familiar street his apartment building coming into sight.

“And what would that be, y/n?” He said huskily, glancing over at you with a smirk plastered on his slightly swollen lips.

“You.” He pulled into his parking garage and turned off the engine, taking his seatbelt off swiftly to shift in his seat and kiss you. Reaching over the console was uncomfortable but your lips soothed any thought of pain in his body.

He pulled away from the intense kiss letting you catch your breath, “ready?” He questioned breathlessly. You nodded biting your lip unconsciously.

He walked around the car to let you out, locking the door as you walked hand in hand to the elevator. Once inside the apartment, his demeanor changed completely. He walked over to the large sofa leaning against the side of it coolly.

“Come here, baby.” As if your feet were uprooted from the ground you crossed the space between you. His hands instinctively wrapping around your waist as he pulled you in. He stared down at you entranced by your beauty, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“Listen closely, okay?” He began seriously, “I don’t want to hurt you, so you have to tell me when you’re uncomfortable.” He searched your face for any trace of fear or worry, but he was met with a sultry half-smile.

“I want you to use me, Taehyung.” You watched his eyes darken in delight, a huff being pushed through his pink lips from a small chuckle. He ran a hand down the back of your neck, gripping and pulling your head back. Squeezing your lips open and spitting in your mouth without warning. Your cheeks warmed up at his actions, but you swallowed submissively, your pussy getting wetter by the second.

“My pleasure, angel.” His lips found your neck in a frenzy, being met with a small hiss as he soothed over your love marks with his tongue.

“All mine,” he muttered against your neck, sending a vibration down your already sensitive skin. You feel his hands snake their way down your waist, tugging at the zipper on the side of your skirt. He ran a finger down your thigh, running his hand under your skirt to feel your dewy skin.

He placed his hands on the hem of your skirt yanking it down your legs and letting it hit the floor. “Turn around,” he said gingerly running his lips along your lower jawline making your eyes close in bliss. “Need to make you feel good.”

His eyes pour into yours as he runs his hands along your curves, savoring the feel of your body. He halted his movements over your clothed chest. Removing your shirt and massaging your tits until they were aching for more. He carefully spun you around, removing himself from the sofa. Letting you face away from him and bend over the arm.

He sunk to the floor letting his knees make contact with the plush rug that stretched luxuriously throughout his living room. He placed a hand on your backside and spread your legs slightly. Craning forward and placing a kiss on your ass cheek. Without warning you felt his nose nudge against your pussy, your arousal slipping down your leg.

“Please,” you murmur, knees buckling when Taehyung articulately licked a strip down your swollen cunt. He inhaled your scent lustfully, groaning in elation.

“Such a pretty pussy, baby” he ran his middle and ring finger down your slit collecting the juice like a sweet nectar was at his disposal. He placed his fingers on his tongue moaning at the taste, a shiver creeping down your spine.

He rose from his position on the floor, crouching slightly as 2 of his fingers rested over your cunt. He sank his fingers inside you, watching as you arched into his touch.

“Shit —” he cursed, slowly pulling out and setting a steady pace, learning your body and its reactions. “Taking my fingers like a good little slut. What happened to my Angel hmm?”

You whimpered at his words, fucking yourself steadily on his nimble fingers, earning a chuckle from him that almost sounded like a deep rumble escaping his chest. You clenched around his fingers tightly, rutting backwards letting out a pitiful whine.

He massaged your clit with the palm of his hand as his fingers press knuckle deep inside you. He moved his thumb to rest over your asshole, not halting his movements.

“Can I?” He asks putting slightly pressure where his thumb is. You nod sheepishly, cheeks warm and flushed as his fingers violate you.

“Good girl” he groans, pressing his thumb into your hole, his breath catching in his throat at the feeling. Desperate moans fall from your lips as he increases his speed.

“Taehyung,” you whimper softly, brain turning to mush. He hummed with faux empathy, leaning down to kiss and lick at your hot exposed skin.

“I’m so close,” you stutter weakly, chest heaving to catch a breath. He finger fucked you relentlessly smiling at the way your body reacted to his touch.

“Gonna cum for me, pretty?” He taunted sexily, groaning when you clenched around his fingers in response, your mess coating your legs and his unforgiving hand. He pulled you closer to your orgasm, the knot in your stomach unraveling intensely. With a cry of his name your hips bucked as you arched back slightly, shaking. He slipped his fingers from your cunt, rubbing your overstimulated clit as you cum all over his hand.

“So good for me, beautiful.” He stood up quickly, moving you over to the spacious sofa, letting you rest your weight on him as he sat you down. He stood in front of you swiftly removing his shirt and losing his pants in the same motion. You stare at his body in awe, finally getting to take in the man you now call lover.

“Lay on your back for me,” he leaned down planting a kiss on your pouty lips. You nodded against his lips, moaning into the kiss when his hand unexpectedly met your neck, squeezing firmly.

You broke apart and obediently followed his orders, shivering when your bare skin made contact with the chilly fabric. You heard rustling behind you and assumed Taehyung was discarding his boxers. A lustful creature snuck into your body as you felt your pussy leak onto the cushion, muttering soft moans as you writhed desperately.

Taehyung watched you amazement, the tip of his cock aggressively leaking down his shaft. He was uncomfortably hard, veins prominent around his shaft.

He climbed over you, hovering with one arm down to steady himself and the other hand lazily stroking his cock. You huffed in frustration shaking your ass slightly to encourage Taehyung to hurry. He grabbed a nearby pillow and gently placed it under your lower stomach, increasing the angle of your hips.

“Patience, princess” he groaned out huskily, fisting his girthy cock firmly. He lowered himself and ran his tip through your folds, collecting your wetness while relishing in the raunchy squelching noises.

“Need you hyungie, please” you begged mercilessly, craning back for more friction against his length. He sunk into you slowly, moaning at the warmth of your wet cunt. You whined at the pleasurable stretch gripping the edge of the sofa tightly as you took him completely in. He let you adjust to his size before he started kissing down your back, retracting his hips before hurriedly going back inside you.

He ground his hips against your ass, pinning your hands beside your body. He took his time fucking you passionately into the soft cushions. He moaned your name deeply, complimenting your body in endearing ways.

“You take my dick so good,” he cooed sweetly, looking down to watch your bodies connect in a sticky mess. His movements speeding up steadily as he found your sweet spot. You yelled his name in pleasure, tears brimming your eyes as he aggressively fucked into you repeatedly.

“Fuck —“ you barely whimpered out, face flush against the cushions. Your chest heaving, nipples sensitive as they rub on the soft fabric. You felt the knot in your stomach tightening again, your eyes stinging with tears.

“Your pussy is so pretty when you clench around me,” his hips rhythmically stutter downward, his balls slapping against your exposed skin. The filthy sound of moans and heavy breathing filled the living room.

“Hyungie, can I cum for you please?” You cried out pushing back to meet his hips with every thrust.

“Yeah?” He crooned hotly, “you wanna cum for me, slut?” He pressed more of his weight down on you, leaning down to approve of your dire question.

You felt your stomach tightening upon your release, sparks flying through your body as he fucked you through your orgasm, slowing down his thrusts. You felt his cock twitch inside you, causing you to clench around him. He shuttered at the feeling, sloppily fucking you before he released ribbons of warm cum inside you.

He slipped his cock out of you, turning you over and sliding in the space next to you. You rested your head on his chest listening to his heartbeat as you both came down from your everlasting high. He kissed your forehead attentively.

“Was I too rough, angel?” Taehyung asked worriedly, running his hand down your shoulder to your arm until his hand reached yours, grabbing it tightly.

You smiled up at him softly, eyes filled with unadulterated love. You squeeze his hand in response, rubbing small hearts on his chest with your other hand. Bodies entangled on the sofa with silent admiration closing the minimal space.