I Am STARVING For Tae And Reader With An Impreg Kink! Please?!

I am STARVING for Tae and reader with an impreg kink! Please?! 😩

time to give taetae some love,,,

“you’re so cute, baby. i hope our babies turn out just like you.”

“ah, you’d be such an amazing mommy.”

“imagine how many kids we’d have when we get married someday.”

“you’d look so pretty pregnant.”

god, how those comments seemed to always fly right over your innocent head. you never gave them a deeper thought. they always filled your heart with warmth and your tummy with butterflies at the fact that taehyung dreamt of having kids with you.

boy, were you wrong.

—

“fuck—ngh fuck baby,,i’m—taehyung!”

eating you out like a starved man, your fiancé groans into your pussy as he delves in deeper between your legs. legs strewn over his shoulders, struggling not to squeeze around his head, feet curling against the bare skin of his back. your back arches when he slurps obscenely at your wetness, taking your engorged clit into his mouth and sucking forcefully.

he makes you cum twice on his tongue and fingers, bringing you to blinding release until you’re tearing up and weakly pushing his face away. mouth and chin glistening with your cum and essence, he clambers on top of you and takes your mouth in a desperate kiss, his tongue practically fucking your own mouth, sloppily kissing your breath away.

his cock is hard and heavy against you and he’s rutting his hips down against yours, panting into your mouth and he reaches down to line himself up—

“wait, baby,” you pull away with a gasp, eyes fluttering slightly when he rubs the head against your clit. “we have to use a condom, remember. i’m off the pill.”

“baby,” he groans, continuing to grind against you and you’re whimpering at the small tingles beginning to overtake your body once again. “let me fuck you raw.”

you gasp at the crude words, though he’s said much cruder before, but the idea of doing it like this was a bit of a surprise to you. it’s always been either a condom or the pill. taehyung wasn’t one to pull out on time and you never took any chances.

“tae—we can’t,” the last word is a whimper because he’s practically fucking you without actually having his cock inside with the way he’s moving his hips now.

“please please please—“ he’s starting to sound desperate now, pulling away from your neck to stare down at you with crazed eyes. “i need to feel your cunt. wanna cum inside you. wanna—“ he pauses, eyes fluttering shut for his next words as he grinds the head of his cock right against your clit. “god i wanna fucking knock you up, baby.”

“taehyung.” your voice is whinier than usual and you feel a trickle of your slick seeping down to your ass. fuck, where the fuck was this coming from?

“think about it, baby. pumping you full of my cum, giving you my baby. you’d look so good, so gorgeous. please let me. say yes, please—“

you can’t even formulate words at this point and suffice by lifting your hips up and guiding his head into you, and he sinks in with the loudest, longest moan you’ve ever heard from him. it’s like he couldn’t control himself anymore, not after you just gave him permission to do this.

he fucks into you fiercely, with so much desperation and hot, fiery need — a need to fuck a baby into you. his baby.

“fuck. fuckfuckfuck. i can’t believe—“he gasps, his words are choked up with his moans and groans. he’s panting so hard. looking like absolute sin above you, drenched in sweat and hair matted to his skin, looking so fucked out. “can’t believe you’re letting me do this. fuck i love you so much—“

“angh—fuck! hngh,,t-taehyung!” you squeak out when he starts plowing into you, animalistic growls leaving his mouth as he batters your pussy, abusing your insides with his cock.

“take my fat cock. god’m gonna give you a big load of cum. i’ll stuff you so full of it—hngh and you’re gonna keep it—“he grunts, looks down at his creamy cock drilling into you. “keep it in that pretty cunt so you’ll have my baby.”

“i want your baby. taehyung please! fuck please, give it to me.”

“oh fuck,,” he groans. the wet sounds your bodies are making are so loud. the bed knocking into the wall is loud. taehyung growling and grunting like a man in heat is loud. it all builds up to a harmonious crescendo, your moans turning into desperate cries and taehyung pounds you into oblivion, gripping your shaking body to his as you coat his cock with your cum and weep into his sweaty shoulder.

all the while he fucks his fat cock into your abused cunt, praising you with soothing words and encouraging you to take it. to wait just a little more for his cum.

“oh fuck. fuck. fuck i love you so much, baby. god fucking take my cum—ngh, just like that. fuck you’re so full of it. gonna knock you up. give you my baby—“ he moans and moans over and over again, snapping hips harshly a couple more times as you hiccup a few more hoarse moans, laying limp beneath him as he pushes in as deep as he can get. he’s balls deep inside you, and you can feel him twitching as he spurts what feels like endless ropes of cum into your pussy, pressing wet kisses all over your face as he whispers to you how good you were for him.

thirst night✨

Moorish Scents

pairing : Vampire!Taehyung x Human!OC genre : vampire!au, modernageFrance!au, angst, smut word count :10.4k summary — Ever since he was turned into a vampire, smells had a different meaning to Taehyung, they spoke a new language and affected his immortal being differently. Several decades later, spent traveling where the wind blew his lonely soul, he thought that he had come across each scent the world could offer, that he could not be surprised anymore… until the day he decided to set foot in a small rural village where he got to meet a girl with a peculiar scent.  warnings — death of characters, depiction of blood, corpses and wounds, unprotected sex a/n : this oneshot is freely inspired from the movie adaptation of the novel Das Parfum, die Geschichte eines Mörders by Patrick Süskind

“The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.” ― Edgar Allan Poe

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Triplicity (M)

=> Yoonseok x Reader Poly!AU

Summary: Distance is a cruel thing, and when you find yourself going astray, they are there to help remind you of just where exactly you belong.

Warnings: Explicit smut. Includes M/M smut as well. Slight angst. D/s themes.

Words: 11,191

a/n: 11k of smut. This is a new low.

“Well, what do we have here?”

Voice thick with irritation, spitefulness leaking from plush lips that supported the thin cigarette hung loosely from his teeth, a threatening gaze sized you up and left you feeling defenseless and weak under the scrutiny of coffee eyes, depths uncertain and unknown.

You weren’t exactly sure how you managed to find yourself in this predicament, hands held at the small of your back, wrists overlapping each other as a much stronger hold pinned you in place. You could feel the drumming of Hoseok’s heartbeat against your shoulder, grip tightening around your skin as you poorly attempted to gain back any control you once had, which hadn’t been very much to begin with.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

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Keeping a Secret (M)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: Hoseok / Reader

Rating: 18+

Warnings: oral (male), Hoseok calls the reader princess, dirty talk, blow job kind of over boxers?, semi-rough sex

Genre: New Relationship!AU

Synopsis: You and Hoseok have been hooking up for a few weeks now. No one in your friend group knows. What happens then, when he shows up at movie night looking better than anticipated?

Word Count: 3,743

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blue kiss.

pairing—jung hoseok x reader  genre— 80s au, best friends to lovers, high school au, fluff, comedy, light angst warnings— cheesy 80s slang! word count— 22k about— a new year’s kiss shared between two best friends changes everything.

author’s note: she’s back!!! ahh!! blue kiss is still my most favorite story that i have ever written. i hope it brings a smile to your face and brightens up your day like it did to me while i was writing it (and whenever i think about it 🥰)!! please enjoy!!

It takes you 5 minutes to finally tell yourself the truth. The very sad truth that kissing Kim Namjoon - your crush for the better part of the year - was indeed not so enjoyable.  The first minute was enjoyable, probably only because of the thrill of finally doing something about your infatuation with the bad boy that you share 3:50 detention with. But then the next minute, his tongue got sloppier and sloppier; and you didn’t know if you were kissing your crush or you were about to be woken up from a terrible dream by your St. Bernard, Poodles.

You lightly push Namjoon away and offer him a very awkward tight-lipped smile when you see the confused expression on his face. In your tipsy, hazy mindset, you stare at him dumbly; his bleach blond hair, the stylish shaved line on his right eyebrow, the Ray-Ban wayfarers that he insists on wearing inside and at night (but at least he had the decency to perch it on his head 3 minutes into your short-lived make out session), and the dimples on his cheeks that appears when he asks you what’s wrong. In just a matter of five minutes, all your previous attraction to the boy was eradicated due to a sloppy wet tongue and perfectly straight, white teeth that bit a little too much and little too hard on your now, very sore lips. The Clash’s “Should I Stay or Should I Go” was blasting from the expensive sound system in Taehyung’s living room, and you think to yourself that you should definitely go.

“It’s been, like, so rad getting to know you better, Namjoon. But Suzy is, like, calling me over,” You fib, and when he turns his head to look at the direction where you pointed your best friend was at, you quickly grab his chin and place a final peck on his full, soft lips. You pat his chest twice when you pull away and he was still leaning towards you for another smooch but you’re already walking away.

It was easy for you to escape from his sights, especially since Taehyung’s parties are always so crowded. You make your way through the sea of inebriated bodies and find the staircase to the second floor. The second floor was off-limits, but since you’re good friends with the recent birthday boy, the rules didn’t apply to you.  You step into Taehyung’s room and shut the door behind you. What you find in there is your best friend, Hoseok, sprawled on top of the queen sized bed, like a snow angel on the white comforter. He immediately shoots up when he hears the click of the door closing, panic on his face, but relaxed once more when he sees that it’s you, laying back down on the bed with his hands on the back of his head.

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