Hi! I Know You're Probably Busy But I Was Just Wondering When The New Scenario Is Gonna Be Released?

Hi! I know you're probably busy but i was just wondering when the new scenario is gonna be released?

Hello! I have a couple of things I am working on, but the midterms are around the corner and my health isn't in the best condition.

I am trying to write as much as I can. All I can say is I plan to post two Taehyung smuts in April. Thank you for checking up. Stay safe and take care of yourself, my friend!

Norway (Taehyung smut)

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader

summary: You and Taehyung travel to a cabin in Norway

rating: 18+, smutty smut.

genre/warnings: smut, fluff, established relationship, !idoltae, secret relationship, dom taehyung but he somewhat acts like a sub to please the reader once again, slight teasing, breast play, fingering, Tae gets his dick sucked for a second, cock riding, breeding kink, some spit kink, dirty talk, praising, pet names (baby, kitten, baby girl), shower sex, did i mention breast play, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), breeding kink, mentions of oral  reader is violinist (it is briefly mentioned)

word count: 19K

A/N: this was written after a fever dream so it is not edited. also i will try to add a very badly crafted moodboard to see what Taehyungs imagined whilst writing this. This can be read own its own. If you like to check my other work: Sweet Welcoming and my masterlist. I am open for suggestions and criticism as long as you are kind. Take care!

Note to myself: don’t write things at 3 am

It was a cold day in Norway. You and Taehyung just arrived at your destined house for the next five days. The small winter cabin belonged to your father’s friend, and it had a modern style. Everywhere was covered in snow, and it was dead silent. Exactly what you wished for Taehyung: a winter wonderland away from everyone else.

Taehyung was standing right next to you. His large hands held yours while standing tall in his oversized black coat. Normally, he would help the chauffeur take your suitcase out; but he was surprised, gasping loudly. You didn't see his face clearly as he was wearing a black hat and a scarf.

“Are you excited, baby?” You asked him, wrapping your arms around his waist. “I can’t believe you,” He excitedly nodded and then took your luggage from the chauffeur. Both of you packed only one joint bag for this get-away. 

You were already sure that you weren’t going to wear anything by the way Taehyung held you for the whole car ride. He was all touchy-touchy. 

“There will be security all the time at the gate. Please enjoy your time, mademoiselle.” The chauffeur said quickly and left.

You tugged Taehyung’s arm and climbed the stairs to the big door, “Let’s see the inside.” The snow on the staircase was already shovelled; however, it was all slippery. “Be careful, babygirl.” He whispered under his mask, arm around your waist. 

“Where did I put the keys?” You said to yourself whilst checking your pockets. Taehyung came closer as both of you stood in front of the large black door. You opened up your jacket to check your cardigan’s pocket. Meanwhile, Taehyung was getting impatient. He was pushing his chest to your back, subtly grinding against you. 

“I’m sure Mr Lambert’s noisy neighbours are watching us, baby” You warned Taehyung to take his hand off you. “Hmm? Then, let’s put on a show.” He groaned behind you. 

When you entered the house, warm air hit your body. Taehyung was already taken over by the interior design of the cabin. It wasn’t really his taste, but his reaction seemed positive.

 You rolled the suitcase in and took off your large snow boots. The cabin became much warmer than you anticipated, so extra clothes needed to go now. There was a small storeroom next to the entrance so you quickly tuck your stuff away. Taehyung, on the other hand, was already wandering around.

The cabin was quite small compared to its neighbours. The kitchen and living room were joint. The black marbled kitchen was suitable for a max three-person. The island counter cut the room into two sharply, and it had goodies for your precious get-away with your boyfriend. The kitchen also had a small dining table next to the large windows that displayed what seemed like an infinity of snow piles. The living room consisted of a large brown couch, the same brown wooden coffee table and a large TV hanging above the electronic fireplace. The carpeting was an old reddish colour and soft under your feet. 

“Baby,” your boyfriend sighed and engulfed you in his arms. He didn’t speak further as you could understand him without words. He picked you up and squeezed you against the rough material of his jacket. You chuckled at his enthusiasm, “Let’s check upstairs too.” Taehyung planted you on the ground and got rid of his thick outer garments. You eyed him up while he took of two-layer of jackets. “Uhh, I love it when you strip for me, baby” You joked and hung his jackets next to yours. He smacked your ass, grinning.

“I want to carry you upstairs, kitten.” his voice dropped an octave, and his hand gripped your asscheek he had just smacked. You shot a smile to his naughty undertone. “I love it when you man-handle me.” you wrapped your arm around his neck, and he swept you over your feet. 

Then, he climbed the carpeted stairs to reveal the large bedroom with earthy tone furniture. The wall across the bed had tall windows— just like the living room— so the room looked very bright and spacious. The king-size bed was facing the tall windows. It had a brown bed frame and nightstand— they all matched the coffee table in the living room. There was a small dresser with a night lamp and diffuser on it. The other stairs were most likely went to the closed terrace. Also, there was a white door just ahead of the stairs, which was probably the bathroom.  

You finished inspecting the room before your boyfriend. “Do you like your surprise, Taetae?” you placed your forehead to his right cheek, his arms still were carrying you. Your boyfriend sighed, “I love it. Darling, thank you so much.” he said.

You held his left cheek and kissed his tender lips. He hummed into the kiss, revving your engine. You could feel his arms flexing; probably started hurting too. You gently tugged his arms and planted yourself up again. However, his lips never left yours, kissing you timidly without going too extreme. You held on to this nape, encouraging him boldly. Taehyung took your lead and pressed you against his crotch. Despite his pressure on your waist, his lips glided gently as if he was thanking you. He let you set the pace and generously kissed you whilst humming and groaning.

You were first to draw yourself back. His lips followed you back, but you petted his chest. “Happy birthday, Taehyung.” There were 10 days until his birthday. But due to his busy schedule, you always celebrated his birthday early.

 He grinned largely and planted another kiss on your lips. “This is our time, just you and me.” You looked at him for reassurance. You held on to his biceps for balance and rose on your tippy-toes to cover his face with kisses. “I want you to relax, baby. Let’s stop worrying about work, okay?” 

He gave you his boxy smile.“I hope you have things planned to stop me from worrying.” 

As his fame started to take over the world, it was easy for him to fall into depression. 

“Of course,” you giggled to keep the mood up. “Grocery shopping, cooking, baking, wine tasting, decorating the Christmas tree, doing face masks, playing box games are in our plans. Also, we have a jacuzzi that we can fill with any time you wish.” As you listed the possibilities, Taehyung rubbed his chin. “Lastly, we have a bed and a lot of free time,” you spoke quietly. “We can do whatever you wish, Taetae.” You summed up.

Taehyung bit off his bottom lip seductively and whispered to your ear. “What if I want my promised striptease show?” You shivered. He kept holding you, 

“What if I want your cute ass to grind on me? I’ll sing for you, mhmm just how you like it. Will you let me spoil you too babygirl?” His large arms gripped your sides and turned you around. You felt his strong chest expand as he breathed deeply. “Ma-maybe.” You said shyly. 

His right hand held your throat, not too hard, but enough to assert his dominance and his left hand pushed your ass to his crotch. You squirmed, holding on to his right wrist. “I will do it.  I will do anything for you.” You uttered as his lips found your ears. 

“I know you will, kitten. You are so good for me.” Taehyung sucked your earlobe. “Baby,-” you sighed, trying to grasp his hair. However, you were too short to do anything other than squirm against his chest.

Taehyung wanted to suck down to your neck, but you were a bit short for him to do that. He needed to crouch down to kiss your delicious neck; however, it meant that he could grind you to him. “My short girl,” he whispered. You could sense his smiling face. 

“I am not short,” You said back. “I am quite the average.” Taehyung chuckled whilst holding you. He ABSOLUTELY adored your height. “Nah, you are way above the average. ” he turned you back and held your cheeks in his hands. His brown eyes gleamed with love and compassion.

“You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.” His eyes examined your face as if it were an artwork. You scoffed and hid your face to his chest. “Says the most handsome man in the world. Liars go to hell, Mr Kim.” 

“Well, I am in paradise with my angel. So I am certainly telling the truth.” He playfully spun you around a few times. Your giggle harmonised with his low laugh. “You are the love of my life, baby.” He kissed your forehead. As always you found peace in his arms and let him squeeze you.

♯♯♯

You put away the groceries as your handsome boyfriend got out of the shower with his hair still wet. He had a towel on his shoulder and a hairdryer on his hands. He looked snuggly with grey sweatpants and a t-shirt on. After your little cheesy moment in the bedroom, both of you left for a grocery store run. Taehyung insisted on driving the car —probably to boost his testosterone levels. Of course, you didn’t let the unique moment go wasted and took a bunch of pictures. Being the sexy model he is, Taehyung posed for you while he drove. During the 20 min drive, your ovaries were salivating all over him.

In the grocery store, he pushed the trolly around nonchalantly and enjoyed your domestic side. He watched you when you carefully examined the two pasta brands —in the end, you opted for a gluten-free Italian brand from Gragnano, “I have been there, it is a beautiful town,” you added. Then, he watched you contemplate which wine you wanted. “Taetae,” you said. “Do you want Bordeaux that will go so well with the steak or Frascati?” You showed two bottles to him. “Let’s get both, kitten.” He simply found the middle ground by adding both of them to the card. You quietly moaned as a response, “Oh yes, Daddy! That’s the answer I want to hear!” Taehyung smiled at you fondly.

  Both of you didn’t encounter many people since it wasn’t even noon. Only a few old people occasionally passed by. Still, Taehyung didn’t dare to take off his mask.

Everything went swimmingly until you left him to get two large pieces of salmon. Taehyung wasn’t very far away. He could still hear your sweet voice. The thing that made him annoyed was how the fisherman subtly flirted with you. 

Taehyung knew that you could take care of unwanted attention; however, his blood boiled as the guy over the counter showed you an ell a bit too close. Taehyung noticed your discomfort and immediately stepped in. He wrapped his arm around your waist in a protective manner. “Did you find some salmon, baby?” Your hands instinctively found his abdomen, subtly feeling up his firm body; maybe the two of you were a bit too handsy, yet Taehyung didn’t care. “Do you want to get an ell? I am not sure if I can cook it, but we can try…” You pointed. Taehyung shook his head, “No, darling. Only salmon will do.” He kissed your forehead and took the packaged salmon from the guy. “Let’s check the snack aisle, baby.” He locked your hands and pushed the trolly away from the fish aisle. The fisherman couldn’t understand the two of you, but Taehyung was sure that he had his message across.

 In the snack aisle, you hugged him from the back and told him that he was THE snack in the market. He gave you a boxy smile under his mask when you tried to kiss his neck.

 The rest of the shopping journey went pretty smoothly. Taehyung insisted on paying for the groceries even though you were using the joint card. Then, he tried to impress you by carrying all the bags to the car. When he did, you gave him a big kiss on the lips in return, a smack on his ass too.

  When you arrived back at the cabin— it was around 1 pm—, Taehyung took a shower alone —much to his despair. While he was in the shower, you marinated the chicken in a chili-honey sauce and washed off some greens to make a salad later.

Now, he was hugging your frame from behind and looking over your shoulder. “Dry your hair, Taetae.” You kissed his cheek that was next to your head. He groaned and stretched his arms up, making sure that his crotch touched your ass cheeks. “Why don’t you help me, kitten?” 

His exhaustion was kicking in. You didn’t blame him. Right after his last meeting finished, you chucked him into a car and flew him here. “Of course, my sweet baby.” 

This holiday was his time to be pampered, so you immediately gave in. You dried your hands to your shirt hand and took a seat on the large couch. He sat on the floor between your legs quietly and let you handle his hair. “I think dark hair suits you the best, baby.” you brushed through his subdued curls. You couldn’t see Taehyung’s expression as his back was facing you. “You say that with every hair colour.” 

“Well, I like your natural hair the best.” You repeated but quickly admonished yourself. “No, I think I like the light brownish-grey hair the best, the one in the DNA era.” This was an ongoing discussion that you had about Tae’s hair. “No, no,” Taehyung laughed at your debate and caressed the leg that you have just thrown over his shoulder. “I will say the blue or the mint one?” You scoffed loudly as if this was a serious matter. “Okay, okay. My favourite is light brown hair from the MIC Drop era.” You explained to him and turned on the hairdryer.

Taehyung knew why you ended up with the MIC Drop era. It was the era that you both started dating. His fatigue took a toll on him, or otherwise, he would tease you further. After a few minutes, Taehyung’s hair was mostly dry and puffy. You turned off the hairdryer and massaged his shoulders.

  “Do you want to take a nap, Taetae?” Taehyung turned his face to you and nodded. “I want to cuddle.” 

Oh my god, he looked like a 4 years old toddler. “I will grab our blanket and we will cuddle, okay?” You asked him, further pampering your handsome man-baby. You quickly got up and ran upstairs. 

The first three months of you and Taehyung dating was burdensome. He couldn’t tell his hyungs about you because he was so scared of losing you due to the company’s rules. So, either you went on secret dates in parks or he came over to your house after Taehyung’s practices. 

The dates were always very simple. Mostly containing simple Korean dishes that you started to learn how to cook and cuddling sessions in your bed. Taehyung was mostly too tired to do anything. So, he just laid in your bed, arms tangled to you.

However, Taehyung always felt guilty about his tired state. You were worthy of going to beach dates, coffee dates, museum dates, but his job didn’t let him cherish you. The first time he took you on an actual date was a week after Valentine’s Day. It was a quite small walk around Han River at 3 am. You had frozen to crisps, but having the boxy smiley Taetae next to you was the biggest source of happiness. For the record, he held your hands all night and didn’t let you sit on the cold bench. Your other option for sitting was his delicious thighs so it was a good date. 

However, even the hottest man in the universe couldn’t warm you up properly and you had a terrible cold after that night. After you got sick, Taehyung bought you a huge blanket as a gift— which you kept with you anytime. Soon later, this blanket became travel essential for Taehyung to take away when he went overseas. It brought him comfort more than anything in the world. He hugged the navy blue blanket whenever he wanted you to hug him.

You dug through your backpack to get the soft blanket out. You heard a low grunt downstairs, “Ugh, it is heavy.” Taehyung’s low grunt filled the house once again. “Baby, what’s wrong?” you ran back downstairs to see your boyfriend pushed the couch in front of the large window. “Come here quickly, we gotta cuddle.” He mumbled like a baby again. You let out a big sigh, “You scared me,”. 

Taehyung tugged you next to him and placed his legs on the L shaped side comfortably. You wrapped your arms around his waist and threw your right leg over his. “Mhmm, amazing.” Taehyung groaned. You placed your head to his right shoulder, and you were ready for a cuddling session. “Baby, your shoulders are so comfortable. It makes me so sleepy.” You hid your face into his neck and smelt his cologne. You could feel sleepiness crawling into you as well.  “Mhmm, so comfy.” Taehyung held you close to his body, feeling your breath on his neck. “And you smell amazing.” You nuzzled your face whilst speaking. “So manly,” You couldn’t get enough of his minty-spicy body wash. 

“I wish we could stay like this forever, babygirl.” He held your right thigh that is on top of his legs and kissed your forehead. “Yeah? Aren’t you going to miss your Jiminie?” You gasped. You were hundred percent sure that Taehyung and Jimin will have a 40 min long Facetime tomorrow morning — damn you if you didn’t enjoy it. It was adorable.

“Ahhh,” Taehyung opposed. He loved how you and Jimin kept bickering about who likes Taehyung more. Both of you would argue about silly things, such as Taehyung’s deodorant brand, chapstick flavour, or message ringtones. During concerts —especially ones that are overseas— Jimin would send you a picture of Taehyung and say: “Your man is mine ;))”  

In return, you would sit on Taehyung’s lap to show your territory, or fondle him, or cook for him his favourite meals. All these competitions were for fun, of course. Neither of you ever pushed boundaries and made each other uncomfortable. It was a little game which Hoseok called “Who is Taehyung’s soulmate?”. 

You honestly thought Jimin is Taehyung’s soulmate. Jimin had a great part in Taehyung’s life. Their bond was way different from other guys’ relationships and you deeply respected it. Besides, you adored Jimin as a person as well.  

In return, Jimin thought of you the same. At first, he was sceptical, but seeing you and Taehyung go through numerous hindrances changed his mind. He was also absolutely baffled at your compassion towards Taehyung, how you left a promising career in your home country and built a new life in Korea. Now, Jimin could trust you with his soulmate— Taehyung— eyes closed. However, he needed time to accept his status as an old flame.

“Okay, okay, I will admit that he is your first wife.” You mimicked a sad face. Taehyung remembered the analogy that Namjoon put forth: Jimin was his first wife, you were his second wife, and Jungkook was the mistress. He laughed at the silliness of the three of you.

“No, you are my everything. I love you the most, babygirl.” He hugged your body and tugged you closer. Your hand found his cheek and made him face you. “I love you the most too, Taetae.” Taehyung felt his heart explode when you kissed him. After 3 years he still felt the same.

You kept lapping back his sweet and a bit sloppy kisses. He occasionally hummed into the kiss and tried to roll you on him. However, you resisted. He needed to sleep. “Darling, you should have a nap.” 

Taehyung on the other hand scoffed loudly. “Kiss me some more, baby.” He said pouting adorably. 

His cute bear face squeezed your insides. How could this man be flaming hot and overly cute at the same time? “Mhmm, just a couple of kisses.” You mumbled, bringing your lips closer to his. “Yes, just a few more.” He nodded.

Despite his eagerness, Taehyung was minutes away from falling asleep. So he let you shower him kisses all over his face and lay back next to him after.

“Now you need to take a nap and I’ll watch you sleep.” You fondled his cheeks and made yourself comfortable for the next 2 hours of quiet time. 

“Watching me sleep? That's not creepy, AT ALL.” Taehyung rolled his eyes while adoring the idea. He must admit, he watched you sleep too.

“Well, you still look handsome when you sleep so I can’t resist. You look like a little bear.” You pressed a kiss on the mole on his nose. “So cute,” This time you kissed his cheek as he gave you a boxy smile. He adored being babied by you. 

“Don’t let me sleep so long, okay? Just an hour and a half is enough.” Taehyung wanted to make sure because previously you let him have a five-hour nap. Then, he made himself comfortable on the couch. 

You listened to his breathing and felt his chest going up and down rhythmically. Taehyung’s long arms didn’t release you as he drifted into sleep, in contrast, he held you closer. This was a safe place for you. You drew your head a bit back to examine his gorgeous face. The first thing your eyes landed on was his sharp jawline. Your eyes followed along and found his lean lips and his cute mole. It took all power in you to stop yourself from kissing him. 

You noticed his subtle mustache, he looked extremely hot with his facial hair. You took a mental note to convince him to grow it out during your get-away. Your eyes scanned through his cheeks to his bangs in front of his forehead. Normally you would brush them away, but you let it slip for this time. His chest rhythmically rose and fell. When you thought he was asleep, his low voice jumped you. “Love,” he sounded so fragile.

 “Yes, darling?” Your arms were still around him, but you didn’t squeeze him as tight as before. You were just lying next to him and watching his peaceful face.

 “Can we hold hands?” Taehyung sniffed. You locked fingers with him and placed your leg on him again. He made a pleasing sound, and you didn’t hear from him for an hour. 

———————————————————————————————————

Taehyung fidgeted as he felt kisses being pressed to his face. It took him a second to realise that he was away from his crazy life.

“Taetae,” your honey voice filled his ears. “Baby, you should wake up.” You kept kissing down to kiss jaw and column of neck. Taehyung smiled at the pleasant wake-up call. 

You saw his —almost shining— boxy smile and kept planting kisses. You mounted yourself on top of him with one smooth action. Now, you were laying on top of him. “Taehyung,” you called for him again.

“I don’t want to get up,” Taehyung murmured. And yet he spread his leg, and you placed yourself between them. “But we need to make dinner, darling. Aren’t you hungry yet?” You insisted, not that you were hungry. “Hmm, no, let me sleep more.” Taehyung acted like a small baby but you knew the way to wake him up.

“I can wake you up in 5 seconds.” You whispered against his lips. Taehyung’s eyes fluttered but stayed close. 

You took this as a challenge and rose on your knees. In one smooth motion, you took off your sweater and your beige bra. Meanwhile, Taehyung lied under you, completely unaware of anything. Then, you grabbed his wrists. “Let me,” you whispered as he let you control his hands. Without any teasing you made him grab your boobs, and gave him a bit theatrical moan. 

Taehyung’s eyes shot open in shock. You left his hands hanging on your tits, “You naughty, kitten.” He groaned at the sight of you. “Did you sleep well, darling?” you asked him, completely ignoring his state. As his eyes ogled on your boobs, you felt a heavy drip of slick to your panties. “Do you like what you see, baby?” You shook your boobs to the side, making them bounce slowly.

Taehyung thought he could die right there, at the sight of your supple tits. They filled his large hands so deliciously. As his primal brain took over Taehyung, he hardly remembered to be gentle. “Tae-” you writhed. His long fingers enveloped your tits and pushed them together. Taehyung’s mouth fell open, “I want to bury my face between your titties.” 

“Kitten, get up. I will have you lay down on the bed and play with your tits.” He patted your ass and lifted you. You shamelessly ran upstairs without waiting for him.

Taehyung laughed at your enthusiasm and quickly joined you in the bedroom. 

You lied on the duvet. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Get rid of the duvet, kitten. I don't want anything stopping me." 

Taehyung had enough experience where he is absolutely in the moment fucking you, and the stupid duvet is entangled to his leg. You quickly pulled the duvet and threw it on the floor. Taehyung chuckled again. “Aren’t you an eager slut that can’t wait to have her tits played?” He took off his fluffy jumper slowly.

You laid between two pillows and watched his mini striptease show. “Answer me,” Taehyung’s low voice filled the bedroom as he stood beside the bed. “Yes, yes.” You timidly said, looking at his tall frame.

Taehyung locked eyes with you whilst taking off his t-shirt. Your eyes immediately went down to his chest and abdomen. He darkly chuckled, “You know what-” His hands hesitated to pull down his sweatpants. “Come here, kitten”

You crawled over to him on the bed and sat on the edge of the bed, hands automatically grazing his skin. Then, he kneeled in front of you. 

Now, he was on the level of your breasts, and you weren’t able to reach for his dick. Taehyung hummed and brushed his nose to your nipples. “This is the best stress reliever.” He whispered to you.

After kissing your lips briefly, his attention landed on what mattered to him the most at the moment. First, he kissed the swell of your boobs. He followed one stretch mark with his finger, humming. His experienced hands pushed your free tits up and watched the stretch mark disappear. “Thank you,” Taehyung whispered to your left boob. 

You looked down at him confused, “What?-” 

“I am talking to your boobs,” Taehyung looked up to your eyes. “Since when have you been a boob connoisseur?” You asked him giggling.

Taehyung smiled at your joke. “Since I met these beauties.” Then, he buried his face between your tits. He stayed there for a bit after going back to pressing sweet kisses.

“Thank you for growing so perfectly.” Right after he mumbled against your tits, Taehyung grazed his teeth where he just kissed. Your hands quickly went through his hair, pulling him harshly back. 

Taehyung groaned and pressed his face harder to your tits. Then, he held your left breast and kissed the soft nipple. You couldn’t contain yourself anymore, so you let out a big sigh. “Does it feel good, baby?” Taehyung rolled your left nipple between his index and thumb while licking it. You groaned and arched your back to him. “Hmm, I’ll take that as a yes.” 

You couldn’t control your hips from rolling as he wrapped his lips around the erect nipple. “Ahh, Taehyung,” He lowered himself more to look up to your eyes. You let out a long moan at the erotic scene. 

His dark eyes were so playful and dominating. He kept looking at you lewdly as he tried to take your whole boob into his mouth, toying your nipple with his tongue. 

As you stared at his lips expand, globes of slick dripped onto your panties. You probably had formed a river between your legs. You scoffed at his name, “Taehyung,” 

His lips release your boobs to latch on the other. “Taetae, your mouth feels so good.” You placed your right hand to his nape and held his forearm with the other as he devoured your left boob. He hummed and tried to stabilize your fidgeting figure. 

“Stop moving, babygirl,” his lips detached from your boob. You knew that he didn’t want you to fidget, but you simply couldn’t help yourself. 

“I can’t help,” you shrugged. 

“You can’t stop because you are so horny, right?” Taehyung whispered as he was afraid that somebody would hear him. 

“I’ll help my horny girl, now. Don’t worry.” He cooed at you and smashed his lips to yours. The kiss was fervent and messy. In 30 seconds of kissing him, you started to feel light-headed. 

As he bit down your bottom lip, your hands on his nape pulled him in. He couldn’t balance with your pull so both of you fell back to the bed. You didn’t mind and wrapped your legs around his waist. His hands grabbed you everywhere. At your shoulders, back, legs; as if he wanted to be inside your skin.

You swiped your tongue against his teeth boldly, asking for entrance. “Give me your tongue, Taetae.” He smiled against your lips. 

“Do you like my tongue in your mouth?” He asked, and granted his tongue. You moaned and started sucking his tongue, drools dripping to your chin. You loved him messy and sticky. 

“Mhhm, let’s do something, kitten.” He pulled himself back and held your chin with his hand. He wouldn’t bring himself to be rough with you. Despite his intentions, he was handling you like a pampered babygirl.

 “Open your mouth for me,” He whispered. You blindly opened your mouth, trusting him fully. Taehyung smiled at your obedience. “Good girl,” he kissed the corner of your lips and then drew circles onto your cheek with his nose. Meanwhile, you waited for the treat. Maybe he would put his long fingers into your mouth, or he would put the meaty monster between his legs- oh god. 

“I want to spit in your mouth, baby,” Taehyung whispered, weighing your reaction with his caramel eyes. “Can I do it?” He innocently asked your permission as if your body didn’t scream yes already.

“Yes, yes, please-” You nodded your head and tried to kiss him. Taehyung didn’t let you close, he held you in place with his hand wrapped in your hair. “Please what?” Taehyung could hardly contain himself.

“Please, spit on my mouth. I need it, please.” Again, you aimed for his lips but the subtle pull on your hair stopped you. 

“Do you need it?” Taehyung chuckled slowly as he held your hair tighter. You moaned at the sweet sensation. “Yes, I need you to spit on my mouth.” You tried to grind yourself to him. Maybe then he could stop the teasing. 

“Keep your mouth open, kitten.” Taehyung’s hand let your hair and held the corners of your mouth. You closed your eyes in anticipation and waited for his sweet warm spit. To your surprise, the warm liquid slowly streamed from Tae’s chin to your mouth. As your lips came in contact with his chin, you closed your lips and moaned at the sweet taste. How could someone taste this good? You moaned at his familiar taste.

“Do you like it, baby?” The question was aimless after seeing your orgasmic face. 

“I love it.” Your breathy answer satisfied Taehyung and he continued kissing you. This time you tried to pull him on top of you; however, Taehyung knew better than that. He wanted to extend this lovemaking further.

“Get on top of me, please.” You cried while tugging him on you. There was no better feeling than Taehyung pressing on you. “Please, I need to feel you all.” Your breath hitched.  

As the tug war between you and Taehyung kept going until his ringtone filled the room. At first, he ignored it, but the annoying voice didn’t stop. So he sadly detached from you. You whined at the loss but he was quickly back, standing in front of you at the end of the bed. “It’s Namjoon-hyung.” Taehyung quickly opened his phone. 

You looked up to his handsome face as he tried to calm himself. “Yes, hyung?” Taehyung’s hand was on your knees, and you swung your legs to get his attention. 

Whilst Taehyung was busy, you ogled at his tall body. The honey colour of skin seemed unreal even up close. It was smooth and glowing with his sexy aura; also smelt so manly that you could just orgasm from it. His chest proudly went up and down as he spoke. His dancer body was a product of years of training. He didn’t have carved abs as he sometimes wished to have, but Taehyung had a strong subtle muscle tone that could endure hours of dance class, minutes long performances. You desperately wanted to touch his subtle abs, run your tongue, suck purple hearts on them. Things got interesting as his abdomen muscles curled into a V shape just over his sweatpants. His boxer was hiding the best treasure in the world, his monstrous dick.

 As Taehyung’s deep voice filled the room, you lost the patient in you and got up to palm his crotch. Just like you expected, he was rock hard. It took more space than you could ever create in yourself. However, you indulged in anyways. Taehyung didn’t say anything to your wandering hands. He smiled and patted your hand as he listened to the man on the phone

 “It is really beautiful here, hyung.” You heard him say. But your mind had one thing to focus on. You slowly lowered his sweatpants. His grey comfy boxer welcomed you with a wet patch on them. You moaned against his crotch, “Taetae,”

Taehyung was biting on his lips. Despite his strong stare, you took off his boxers to reveal his cock. Taehyung hissed when the air hit on his sensitive part and brushed your cheek with his thumb. His pretty cock stood tall against his toned stomach. The prominent vein on the back was pulsating, wishing for your mouth. Without much thinking, you wrapped your hand around it. Taehyung pulled himself back and glared at you. You giggled and stroked him softly. 

“I will go back to recording next month. I didn’t get stuff done the previous month, and we are going to fly to NYC directly, so it is on hold for a while.” Taehyung spent all of his power talking fluently. Why was Namjoon still on the phone anyway? 

But it became too overwhelming when you wrapped your pretty mouth around his tip, sucking it. You groaned at the hard feeling of his head oozing out precum. You laid your tongue flat against his shaft and tried to take him more. It was difficult to deepthroat, but you were eager. As his head hit your gag reflex, your vision quickly blurred. Blowjobs are something you should work on.

You placed your hands on his waist and bobbed your head a few times. Drools quickly get collected in the corners of your mouth. Taehyung breathed through his nose, jaw clenching. “I need to help Y/N with dinner now. Yeah- Goodbye hyung.” Taehyung threw his phone away and held your chin. 

“Aren’t you a little slut?” He quickly laid you back and got on top of you. 

“Mhmm, maybe..” You answered with a playful tone. “I can add one more thing to my kink list: sucking you while you are on the phone.” 

Taehyung’s lips curled up, “Do you have a list that I don’t know about?” You bit down on his lips as he pulled himself. Taehyung winced at the bite and licked his lips. You were sure that Taehyung tasted some blood. “Of course I do.” 

Taehyung growled into your neck. Your sweet smell and innocent voice were making him go insane. “Tell me about this list.” He was curious.

“No, it is confidential information.” You opposed it, just for fun. Taehyung kissed your collar bones. “Say it, kitten.” 

“Mhmm, okk-ayy... So, number one is obviously backstage or set sex FOR SURE.” Your boyfriend was sexy at doing the most mundane things. But on stage, he was a devil of sexiness. No one could deny that he was born to be a performer. However, him fucking you with adrenaline, from the stage was just immaculate. 

“You don’t want to know how many times I had to excuse myself to go to the bathroom while you are on stage.” You blurted out honestly. Taehyung left your nipples with a confused face. “Why…why is that?” 

Soon Taehyung got what you meant and his cock throbbed against your skin. “To touch myself…” yet you confessed as Taehyung rubbed your clit over your pants. 

“Tell me the number two.” You decided to play along, otherwise, there is no way you can endure his mouth and fingers. “Things get messy after the first one." His finger was rhythmically circling your pussy as if he was stirring a pot. At this point, you were sure that your panties were ruined. 

"Messy as this pussy?" He asked, pressing his thumb hard and quickly started giving you kisses. You moaned and reciprocated his kiss. His warm mouth glided against you as if they were two parts of one. There was enough pressure and the speed was incredible. It was slightly teasing and sensual, just like Taehyung. He pulled back, “Tell me the number two.” 

His brown eyes looked down at you as if he desperately needed the information. “It is similar to the first one; when you fuck me in your office, I- I really like it.” You turned your head to hide. Taehyung growled into your neck and bit down your shoulder. “Please elaborate.” 

“Taehyung…” A sudden feeling of shyness crept on you. There was no need to be shy about your exciting sex life. “I love it when you-” You started talking; however, Taehyung’s heavy gaze was making you nervous. “Come one, tell me” 

“I really like it when we have sex at your office, and then we go about our lives as if nothing happened, as if I wasn’t just losing my mind on your cock.” With sudden confidence, you spoke. 

In the chill air of his office, his hand on your mouth, his dick ramming in you without any foreplay was fabulous; the fact that nobody knew that both of you fucked was divine. It would usually last for 20 minutes at his little office. It was long enough for both of you to cum and clean up, short enough to not get realised missing. 

“Hmm, you like talking to my hyungs while my cum drips out your pussy.” It was a true statement. You loved belonging to him, you loved that both of you shared a nasty secret that would be a scandal if it was known. 

“How about spitting? Did you like it?” Taehyung spoke as he drove his index finger around your nipple. “Yeah, I want to- I want so much more.” You closed your eyes and tasted him in your mouth. His spit, sweat, precum…Everything tasted divine.

“Now, you tell me one of your kinks.” You held his shoulders and looked him in the eye. Taehyung almost looked like he was drunk, his pupils were blown and breathed unevenly. 

He moaned as he humped you. “I love it how you come and sit on my lap at the studio or dorms.” The same shyness crept over you again because this wasn’t naughty as you thought. Taehyun realised your dissatisfaction. “Because every time you sit on me I realise I am the one who got your leg on his shoulder and fucks you into madness, not my hyungs. I also love our office sex too, especially when you become a horny little slut. Mhmm, then I fuck you while everyone is in the other room.” 

 You hummed uncomfortably. Talking about his hyungs during sex was a huge turn off for you.

“I want you to wreck my world now, Mr Kim.” Taehyung’s heart warmed at your impatience. “No, I will take my sweet time.” 

Taehyung held the waistband of your cotton pants and took them off with your panties. Then, he hummed as hungry eyes ate you up. You timidly watched his slow movements as he lay down next to you. “Lay down, kitten.” 

Your back met the mattress. Why was he lying next to you? You needed him on you. 

“Come on, kitten.” Taehyung pulled you closer and wrapped one of his legs to your to spread you open. “I want to play with you, babygirl.” He whispered slowly and took a glance down. Your legs were spread open and Taehyung’s hand was disappearing between your thighs. 

“Taehyung, what the hell..” You moaned as he caressed your tummy. “I just want to play with you, kitten.” He repeated softly, his breath hit your cheek. 

Taehyung spent a few minutes caressing your tummy and thighs whilst he groaned next to your ear.

Your hips rolled when Taehyung’s middle finger brushed your folds for the first time. His mouth became an “o” shape, “You are soaking.” Taehyung chuckled with joy. 

“You kept touching me for ages. What do you expect??” You whined.

“Don’t worry, babygirl. I will reward you.” 

Taehyung finally pushed his soaked middle finger inside you. Your walls made room for his long finger. “I cut my nails just for you.” 

“Ahh, so romantic.” You held his forearm again to ground yourself. This gesture was something you did very frequently, but especially when he is intimate with you. He curled his finger and watched your expression. “Fuck- don’t tease me, baby. Please.” You begged. Taehyung saw your desperation when your legs bounced you on his single finger. 

He would do anything to serve you, so Taehyung pushed his index finger too and started pumping you. 

“Uff,” you moaned, rolling your hips to him. His fingers were just doing the right amount of work: enough to get you close to your high but not enough to tip you over. “Taetae, don’t tease me, please. I can’t take it.” You were so weak when it came to edging. Even after one orgasms denial, you felt like crying. 

“But I love it when you are whiny and horny.” His caramel voice could make you do anything. You tried to keep your hips down and got ready to take his teasing. “Mhmm, good girl,” Taehyung hummed and wrapped his mouth around your left tit. His hair tickled your face but you were too horny to care. 

“You are so good for me.” He brushed his nose to your tit. You groaned, “Taehyung ah,-”

However, Taehyung kept going. His long middle and index finger stretch you slightly as you drown them with slick. Then, he started scissoring, “That’s a tight hole- oh fuck.” 

But all of a sudden Taehyung’s fingers stopped pumping you. You hissed as he took his fingers out and licked them clean. “Hmm, juicy.” You looked at his lewd eyes. His erotic aura was burning and grazing your skin. 

“Taetae, please.” You asked again. Taehyung scoffed at your request. “Why can’t you take the teasing like a good girl?” His serious tone froze your body. Your eyes immediately find his to apologise. 

Taehyung rolled himself on you. His mouth found your neck as he placed his elbows to your sides. He kissed your neck slowly while hovering over you. “My babygirl can’t take any teasing,” He cooed at you as if you were a doll. 

“I just wanted to play with this sweet pussy but you are so whiny, kitten.” Your cheeks burned with embarrassment even though you knew it was role-playing.

With your pull, Taehyung’s naked cock was closer to your centre. “Do you want this?” Taehyung pushed his head to your clit.

You nodded, afraid that you would just cry instead. Taehyung brushed his entire shaft to your sensitive cunt. “I need it, Tae. I need your cock so badly.” You decided to speak up since he was doing everything to get you riled up.

“You needy slut,” He whispered into your ear. His low voice vibrated your insides. You felt every single inch of his skin. With his slow motion, your breathing became calmer but your cunt was basically weeping. You bit down your bottom lip, reminding yourself that he will give in eventually.

To be honest, Taehyung was surprised how long you took his teasing. For the record, you could never take long sessions of teasing or any kind of orgasm denial. You either begged him so sweetly that he would just give in, or you took matters into your hands by flipping him down. 

“My good girl is trying so hard for me.” He kissed your forehead. It was very obvious that you were trying to please him by taking his teasing. “My good girl also took me on a trip too.” Taehyung groaned next to your ear. “I am the luckiest man, eh?” 

Your body jolted with his groan. “You deserve all of it.” Your dry lips kissed his chin. “I love you so much, babygirl.” He whispered, eyes closed. Taehyung couldn’t ignore your soaking cunt anymore so he slightly pushed his tip in and out quickly. “I love you too, Taetae.” 

When Taehyung opened his eyes back, he saw you watching him. His lips curled up and peppered kisses to your face. “You are so sexy, baby.” You blurred out. Everything about him was feeling divine. You slid your hands to hold on to his biceps. “But being under you is sexier,” You whispered.

Taehyung couldn’t help but smile. “Is that so?” He asked, matching your playfulness. “Do you like making me do all the work?” he asked while easing into your sweet cunt. 

“You fuck me so well, Taetae” You breathed out heavily as he started to thrust deeply. “It is my second favourite place.” 

Taehyung knit his brows. “Second? What is your first favourite?” Taehyung halted his thrust and looked at your face seriously. Maybe your toning wasn’t right, so quickly answer him. “My first favourite place is…” Taehyung gave you one hard thrust in the middle of the sentence. “Oh, baby, it is on top of you.” Your joke failed dramatically. He scoffed, “My little sub is playing games with me, huh?”

Then, Taehyung steadied his knees on the bed, your hands immediately found Taehyung’s slick covered cock. 

Taehyung hissed at the contact, “You didn’t let me properly suck you off.” You pouted as he thrusted to your palm. 

“We have five more days, babygirl…” His chest expanded with possibilities. “Now, take Daddy’s cock.” He said a bit authoritatively.

“Mhmm, Daddy’s cock?” You didn’t call him Daddy that much.

“Yes, you will keep it warm and wet for me.” The thing with his hyungs was busying his mind.

Your eyes shot closed and Taehyung caressed your waist. “Mhmm, I will” you hummed. His large hands helped you guide his dick into its home. With a slow pace, he entered you. “Ahh, Taetae.” 

Taehyung heard the pain in your voice. He instinctively pulled himself out a bit. “What’s wrong, darling?” Your sweaty hair stuck to your forehead. “It was a - a bit deep.” Your abdomen muscles got tight visibly. Taehyung caressed your skin to help you ease the pain. “I am sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to hurt yo-” 

“I know, baby.” You caressed his forearms again. “You just have a monster schlong.” Taehyung’s worries deflated as you chuckled. 

“Monster schlong?” He asked, snapping his hips. 

“Ah, ah, I love it. I love it so much.” Your head got dizzy as his veiny shaft rubbed your insides. Even though his pace was slow, every thrust made you clench harder. Taehyung looked down at your messy state. With every thrust, your tits bounced up and down. Your sweet velvety cunt hugged him like a soft blanket. You were his, no one could steal you from his arms. 

“Taehyung,” your sweet voice called you from his thoughts. “What’s wrong baby?” Of course, you noticed that he was a bit loopy. Taehyung didn’t want to talk about what was bugging him yet.

“I am gonna make you orgasm so hard, my pretty girl,” Taehyung answered, feeling your cunt tighten immediately. Then, Taehyung held your left ankle and threw it over his shoulder. He could reach even deeper with this position and hit precisely on your sweet spots without you bouncing around too much.

“Taetae, I am not going to last,” Your breath hitched as Taehyung fastened his pace with a smirk on his face. “Then, don’t last long, babygirl. Lose yourself on my dick.” You find the proposition very tempting while he hammered your god-knows-which-spot. 

You couldn’t resist and let out a quite loud moan. Taehyung laughed, “Hmm, you can moan as loud as you want. Only I can hear your sweet voice.” He was fueled by your moan in return. “Taehyung, ahh, you feel so good, ah. Please don’t stop.” You grabbed your hair in pleasure arching your back as he pounded you.

“Oh, my- Taetae,” Your hips stuttered with excitement. Taehyung slowed down his thrust momentarily. “Fuck, don’t fucking stop!” 

You yelled out of lack of pleasure. Even milliseconds of less stimulation felt like your pussy might burst. To prove your point, you held on to Taehyung’s bicep. 

Taehyung laughed at your needy body and went back pounding you with all of his power. His thick length was going in and out smoothly, stimulating both your cervix and G spot. Also, his thumb was pressing ever so slightly to your clit—  more like your clit was grinding on his finger with the power of his thrusts. Your one leg was on his shoulder, giving him the ultimate reach for your erogenous zones. 

One last thing Taehyung knew you absolutely love was dirty talk, so he was going to give it to you. “Look at you, desperate slut.” He groaned, absolutely loving the way you look. You nodded, “Mhmm, my needy kitten is going to cum on my fat cock.” He breathed into his mouth. “Can you see how your little tight cunt takes me in? Fuck, I am going to break you again, huh? Mhmm, my little girl, always so eager to make me happy.” His deep breathy voice was enough to cum on.

“Mhmm, you are my cumslut. Made for me.” Your orgasm got fueled further by his words. While Taehyung fucked you with his excellent stamina, you kept moaning his name. 

You opened your eyes to see his fucked up state between your legs. His one arm was tightly around your leg which was over his shoulder. His other arm was supporting his angled thrust to your cunt. Both of his arms were restrained; the delicious veins were popping. He was smirking at you but his handsome features were taken over by pure ecstasy. His filth speaking mouth was glistening with his own spit, lips were red because of biting. The only thing his mind was focused on was making you orgasm.

“You look so sexy,” You moaned, closing your eyes again. Taehyung clutched at you harder as he heard you. His body convulsed front and he merely stopped himself from cumming. 

“Say you.” His deep growl set your orgasm on violently and your hips stuttered against his pelvis, flushing his stomach with your juices. Your eyes went bright, your lungs forgot how to breathe and your body kept moving on its own. Even Taehyung didn’t interfere with you. He just let you ride him while he looked at the most pornographic scene his mind could comprehend. 

Not long after your grinds subdued, Taehyung called for you. “Kitten, you amaze me.” He was affected by the intensity of your orgasm too. His erection physically hurt him. 

“You are so hot, fuck, I can’t get enough of you!” He growled at you frustrated.

“Give your wrists, kitten.” Taehyung lowered your leg to the bed. He needed to be close to your face; he needed his naked chest against yours.

Oh, fuck. He was going again.

Taehyung gripped both of your wrists above your head and wrapped his other hand around your throat— he didn’t squeeze but just held you possessively. 

“You remember your safeword, right darling?” He cooed the skin of your wrists as you smiled at the new step he took. “Yes, I do, baby.” You nodded and quickly added, “Hold them a bit tighter.” Suddenly, you were hungry for more. 

Taehyung grinned largely and immediately gave in to your request. You nodded when the tightness felt right.

This new position made you feel so vulnerable that you somehow giggled. “Huh?,” Taehyung thrusted his hips with sudden strength. “Do you like being held like this? Like a weak whore for my cock?” 

You nodded again, too lost to say anything. Taehyung grinned, “Did I fuck you dumb, kitten?” He asked you, knowing that you were probably not hearing him. 

“Mhmm? Answer me, babygirl” You looked at his face through your blurry vision. His eyes were looking at you as if you were a prey— you were the doe and he was the tiger. Taehyung grinned, his breath hitting your face. 

“Did I fuck you dumb, babygirl?” He asked again, faking a pout.

“Yes, baby, yes, you fuck me so well- I can’t think. Fuck-, don’t stop holding me. I love it.” Your encouraging words gave Taehyung the strength to prolong this position. Despite his stamina, he was seconds away from losing himself. However, the sight of you made him want to last long. He could pleasure you forever if you asked him. 

“Taetae, your dick is amazing, baby.” Your chest rose instinctively as Taehyung pounded you. “Yeah? Is it enough for this slutty pussy?” He asked even though he knew the answer. You could only take 3/4  of his dick without hurting yourself. You always blamed his huge cock, but in fact, you were just petite for him. “Ughh, baby it is so large. I fucking feel you in my guts.” You tugged your arms; in return, Taehyung held them tighter. 

“Mhmm, you are doing so well baby. Look at your delicious tits bouncing around.” Taehyung wanted to suck on them; however, he couldn’t reach it without crushing you or slowing down.

“Taetae, I am so close, ah, gonna cum baby.” You kept saying his name deliriously. As Taehyung tried to calm himself to last long for you, your body jolted with a quiet moan and you tugged his hand harshly.

Just then, your orgasm hit your pussy the sweetest punch. Your cunt became ten times tighter as you squirted against Taehyung’s pelvis again. This time he felt your juices drip down to his balls. Your knees couldn’t stand still and just flopped against the sides. Your lips were gaped with a breathy moan, glistening with saliva; your brows were pushed together as your body shook under him. “You did awesome, well done.” He kissed your forehead and your closed eyes fluttered. 

Taehyung gave you fifteen seconds before slowly releasing your hands and throat. He slowly stood up with the ache in his lower back. “Oh, you came all over me, you filthy girl.” Your juices were dripping to his thighs. Fuck, what a sight.

Your breath hitched as Taehyung pulled his hard dick inside you. “No, you didn’t get to cum,” Your dry throat forcefully pushed the words. Taehyung lied down beside you as your muscles kept twitching ever so slightly. “Taetae,” you turned your body towards him and hugged him with your sweaty body. “Yes, baby.” He slithered his hand under your body and cage you next to his body. “I will catch- fuck-” 

Your breathing didn’t slow down for a minute. Fuck, you gotta do more cardio. “I will catch my breath and then make you cum as well.” You hid your face on his shoulder, hoping that your body would recharge soon. 

Meanwhile, Taehyung cooed your waist and tried not to touch his raging erection.

“Shh, don’t worry about it.” He didn’t mind taking a break and prolonging the sex even longer. He was happy that he finally had the time to make love with you. 

Taehyung held you flushed against his side as your heart rate calmed down. As he caressed your arm, your smartwatch lit up. “Your exercise is over. Tap to see the review.” He read the text. “Let’s see how well I fucked you.” 

You giggled, “Fuck, you had my heart rate over 120 bpm. Hohoho, calm down sex beast.” He grinned at his success and encased your lips with his. Taehyung kissed you romantically, taking his time and savouring you. 

“I love you so much, Taehyung…” Your chest suddenly filled with a wave of compassion for your loving boyfriend. His warm lips curled, “I love you so much too, baby.” Taehyung sneaked his hand around your head and guided you back to his delicious lips. You don’t know what is making you extra excited: his hands on your cheeks or his raging cock laying on his toned stomach.

“I am so happy to be here, baby.” Taehyung needed to vocalise his thoughts. “Thank you for bringing me. It means so much.” He said while kissing along your jaw. 

“Of course, baby. You don’t realise how much you work so I had to kidnap you for a break.” You caressed his back as Taehyung rested his face on your shoulder. 

You didn’t want to make him wait. He had always granted you mind-blowing sex and you wanted to give him back. “Love... I want more…” You called for him. “Come on, please fuck me more.” 

As you tried to top him, his notifications went off five times back to back. “Who is it?” you asked as Taehyung left you to get his phone. “Namjoon-hyung.” Taehyung scoffed. 

“Why is he texting you?” you asked, your eyes immediately caught on his leaking cock. Taehyung shrugged as he opened the message and lay back next to you. 

Both of you return to your earlier position as Taehyung quickly read through the group announcement chat. “Isn’t it past midnight in Korea? Why are they still awake?” You asked Taehyung. His jawline was more interesting than his answer, yet you listened to him while kissing his jaw. 

“Apparently, they don’t have anything better to do.” Taehyung’s long fingers typed back an answer. 

“Taetae, is that important?” you asked, afraid that your holiday is going to be like this. Also, you had especially talked with the upper management that they would leave you alone.  

“They are so fucking jealous-” Taehyung said in dialect— with his deep low voice. Every cell on your body jumped at his serious tone. You looked over his bright screen to understand; it said: “BTS-composing 📢”  

“Who is jealous of what? What is it?” You asked.

 Taehyung’s facial expression was livid. His jaw was clenched as he was scrunching his nose. “Seokjin-hyung and Hoseok-hyung are jealous. That is what it is!” He threw his phone to the bed and took deep breaths. You still didn’t understand his words. Why would the top boy band’s members be jealous about ANYTHING? They had everything they wanted at their fingertips. 

Taehyung wrapped your leg around his waist and made you top him. Then, he put his phone on mute and got it out of his sight. He was here to be with you.

“Jealous of you,” Taehyung said bluntly. It was something that made him feel insecure at the beginning. “What-?” you let out a breathy moan as he rolled you on top of him— making your cunt  grind on his shaft.

 Your hand held his forearm for balance as his leaking head nudged your clit. “I want you to ride me, pretty lady.” You placed elbows beside his head and got him completely under you. “Mhmm, not before you answer me.” You let his hard cock glide between your soaked lips.

Taehyung scoffed, one side of his lips curling up mockingly. “They are jealous of how lucky I am to have you —how lucky I am to have a supportive smart girlfriend who is both very disciplined and creative.” He helped you roll against his cock. 

“They want you for themselves to write music; fuck- they are jealous because you won’t do it. And they are jealous that you are way better at it than seven of us.” You scowled. “That’s right baby, don’t deny.” Taehyung kissed your forehead and kept grinding you. 

“I might be more musically literate but there is no way I can project it as you guys do, as you do Taetae.” You spoke between your teeth, barely stopping yourself from moaning. 

“They also jealous how you don’t make a big deal about my career, how you don’t care about fame—how you don’t sulk around when I need to work, how down to earth you are, how you take care of me whenever I need, how you offer me the best future,- and you are gorgeous. Then, you are sexy and insatiable in bed. No wonder why they want you.” Taehyung recited from his memory. “What- what do you mean?” You stopped him.

“They like you a bit too much, babygirl.” He pulled himself to the bed frame and sit against it as you kept straddling him. “But we talked about it before. You said it was over.” You defended.

If you weren’t naked on his lap, Taehyung would probably be angrier. Your skin rubbing against him almost drugged Taehyung to be calm. He also didn’t want to scare you by getting angry. However, the truth was making his blood boil and seep through his ears. 

You were a young attractive woman. Naturally, you had quite a bit of man that gawked at you including his bandmates. Taehyung could accept this to a certain degree. Also, it was nothing compared to what he was making you go through. He didn’t want to be bothered by other men's compliments. However, some people didn’t know where to stop such as Namjoon and Hoseok.

“Taehyung, you are the only man I want.” You showed your need not only by your soaking cunt but by your loving eyes. “I don’t want anyone to hold me beside you. I love you the most, I have always liked you.” Then, you kissed him as his eyes teared up, mostly because of anger. 

Taehyung’s breath hitched as you kissed his lips slowly. “Taetae,” you looked at his eyes. “I love the man you are so much. I want my soul to be with yours forever.” Taehyung's tough muscles relaxed as you peppered him with love. 

“I love you too, kitten.” He mumbled as your lips begged for his tongue. 

“I want to take care of you, baby.” You whispered to his lips. “Let your girlfriend take care of you.” Taehyung’s body shook as you took his cock into your hands.

“Let me show you how much I need you.” You whispered again as he closed his dreamy eyes. You ran your hands on his firm chest, feeling him up while moaning softly. 

Your lips followed your hands. You kissed his neck down to his shoulders. Then, you aimed for his chest, sucking his small nipples for a bit. Taehyung felt like crying out of pleasure as you showered him in kisses. 

After sucking his nipple, you stop moving. He was a full course meal in front of you. There was so much to look at: his strong neck with veins popping out, his broad sexy shoulders, his buffed up chest, pretty pink erect nipples, his lean stomach… 

“You are objectifying me!” Taehyung opposed weakly even though he loved how you studied his body as if he was a renaissance painting. “No…” You mumbled. 

“You look unreal,” The short compliment fell between your lips with the most sincere look. 

“I don’t have chocolate abs tho.” Taehyung tried to deflect your comment. He hazily remembered the time you were looking at an underwear model and commented on the model’s abs. 

“You don’t even need them, baby.” You mewled in need as your finger outlined his abdomen muscles. Then, your tongue followed. His skin tasted divine. You blew on the wet skin and he immediately hissed, hands around your head. After the little cold air, you ran your teeth on his abdomen as he flexed involuntarily. You moaned how you could feel his erection pulsating under your tits.

“Babygirl,” Taehyung caressed your hair as you sucked on the reddened skin. You weren’t allowed to place hickeys on his neck, oh how you wished to suck on that neck, so you mostly opted for sucking his lower parts. You knew that his hyungs could see it whenever they changed together and deep down it made you feel good. He was yours.

. Taehyung’s low voice encouraged you further. “Mhmm, tasty.” You kissed your way up to his chest and greeted his dreamy eyes with a smile. Taehyung groaned loudly as your tongue drew circles around his nipple.

“You feel good, baby?” You asked him as you placed yourself on his lap again. Taehyung patted your head while barely keeping his eyes open. His heavy breath grazed your skin. 

“So good,” he answered. 

“Can I move down?” You asked him with a bit on your lips. You could even kill to get his dick in your mouth. “I- Baby, fuck me-” He hesitated with hazy eyes. But you slowly picked his heavy cock up and looked at it with hungry eyes. Red and leaking mushroom tip and slightly darker throbbing shaft. “Please, baby…” Yo moaned and ran tongue around his pink tip. “I want you to cum in my mouth so bad.” You slurped at his leaking precum and faked a cry. 

“Ugh-shit- Y/N,” Taehyung threw his head back. There was no way he could say no to your peering eyes. You were left with the scene of his gulping neck that made you go for the next move. With a big deep breath, you took his cock in. On cue, Taehyung let out a low pitched cry from his chest. His hips jerked a bit but one hand on the bed anchored him.

“Mhmm, tastiest…” You swallowed the mixture of your spit and his cum very generously. It was crazy how something salty and bitter tasted divine in your mouth. It was painfully addictive. He made you crave more. 

“Baby, I will cum…” You were suckling at his oozing tip with a tight grip at his base when Taehyung let out a boyish cry. He was seconds away from cumming if you didn’t loosen your hands.

“Y/N…” he cried out your name as his orgasm crumbled away. If he teases you, you tease him back.

You went on kissing his sweet collarbones, running your teeth on the hard bone. Then, you kissed his shoulders down to his nipples. They were pink and erect. “I am going to mark you, Taetae,” you told him innocently.

 “Everyone is gonna know how well you fucked me, baby.” he didn’t oppose the idea. “Fuck, kitten,” Taehyung winced when you kept sucking down his sternum with your wet mouth. 

“You are so tasty, baby.” You mumbled the truth while savouring his sweet taste on your tongue. To stimulate him more, you glided your hand on his raging erection and wrapped your fingers around it. 

“Kitten,” Taehyung moaned with his low voice as his cock pulsate in your hand. This time you kissed your way to his chin. His stuttering mouth tried to kiss you back. 

“Baby, I can’t grip you all.” You moaned how your fingers couldn’t wrap around his pink tip. “You are so thick, look at that.” you placed your forehead onto Taehyung’. Then, run your hand up and down to ease some of his sexual frustration.

“Kitten,” Taehyung called you deliriously. His hips moved on their own to your fist. You ran your other hand in his sweaty hair and pulled his hair back to expose that delicious neck. “Mhmm, that’s me…” you smelt his sweet scent again while kissing Taehyung’s neck. How could someone smell this good after sweating a pretty good amount? 

He was enjoying your touch, eyes closed, lips parted. His mouth was slightly open as he drooled a bit. His handsome features were highlighted with his sexual endeavours. 

“You make me- ah baby,” Taehyung's sentence got cut by your soft lips on his neck. You sucked on his pulse, leaving a small pink area. 

“I want to kiss every inch of you, Taehyung. You are perfect to me.” You whispered to his ear and punctuated with a tighter grip on his huge cock.  “So fucking handsome…” Taehyung’s throat hitched and let out a long cry. His cock spurred globes of precum.

Then, you kissed the back of his ear while grinding your hips to his crotch. “So fucking sexy,” Lastly, you landed on his chapped lips. Taehyung couldn’t kiss you back because he was absolutely gone. He felt high, high with your sweet moves. 

His chest was filled with your smell, face painted with heat and lust. His skin was gleaming with your almost dried spit.

“Oh fuck-,” You cried in pleasure but your face looked like you were in pain. 

“You okay, kitten?” Taehyung's voice suddenly turned serious, his head was thinking of possibilities. Your legs were in a comfortable position. He was supporting your weight with his thighs. So what was the problem?

“My pussy aches because of you.” You cried in the same mixture of emotions: lust and love. 

“You arouse me incredibly, Mr Kim.” A quiet whimper followed your confident words. You place your forehead on Taehyung’s. He could feel your breath fanning on his cheeks. “You don’t need anything extra, baby. You are already painfully sexy.” This time you planted a kiss full of love on Taehyung’s cheek. 

The self-deprecating side of Taehyung’s mind diminished at your words. The toxic side of his brain got punched in the face and put in silence. 

However, Taehyung was still overwhelmed, this time by your sexy presence on top of him. His sexual frustration grew larger as you started to stroke him a few times to get all of his shaft soaked. Your pussy had already leaked all over him. With a deep breath, you nudged his tip in. Taehyung's stretch was incredible, thanks to the thickness of his long dick.

“Sshh, take your time.” Taehyung brought his hands to your sides, his large veiny hands holding your sides.

“How could this- I just took you in me.” You complained as his girthy member had some troubles entering you.

 His cock twitched as you let out a few more whines. “Careful darling, relax.” 

Then, Taehyung grinned sheepishly at the feeling of your tight cunt squeezing his tip. Your one hand was on his shoulder and the other was on the mattress to support your weight.  

However, your legs were cramping really hard. They weren’t used to doing much work so your thighs felt on fire. One solution was to impale yourself in one go. So with one swift motion, you took him all. “Oh fuck,” He burned your skin with sweet tingles with the quick and hard stretch.

“Y/N!!!” Taehyung warned you right away. 

“I am good, I am good.” You kissed the tip of his nose. 

“Do you remember what your doctor said?” Taehyung didn’t want this moment to pass. 

After a month of having a regular sex life, Taehyung insisted on visiting a gynecologist regularly to have safe sex. He wanted the safest and healthiest options for you. So he booked regular doctor visits for every three months. Without any doubt, you could say Taehyung was the best boyfriend ever. 

“You can’t hurt yourself like this, baby. I already went so hard on you. You need to ease yourself.” He brought his hands to your neck and looked into your eyes. That was what your gynecologist said about your recurrent vulvar pain. 

“Then, don’t be so fucking sexy. I just want your dick in me.” You whined. “I need you to fuck me all the time.” Taehyung let out a whine as you grinded your hips. Your juicy and velvety cunt hugged him so tightly that he felt cumming immediately.

The sounds left Taehyung’s throat was absolutely scrumptious. His low manly voice made you moan all night. 

“Fuck,-” You squeezed his shoulders as he kept releasing little whines. “You sound so well, baby.” You couldn’t help but drench him with your juices again. 

“Mhmm, do I?” He gave you another very dramatic moan whilst his eyes were closed. 

“Your pussy loves my moans, doesn’t it?” Taehyung brought his finger to your clit just to feel how soaked you were. When you looked down where your sexes meet, you couldn’t help but whine. You were stretched around him, painting him in your juices with every bounce. 

“Do you like when I moan for you, kitten? Only you can make me moan like this.” He grunted as you bounced heavily. You still couldn’t set a pleasurable pace. 

“Oh, baby,” Another wave of slick coated Taehyung’s large dick. Even with your sluggish pace, Taehyung was on the edge. 

“You’re gonna make me cum so fast, babygirl, like I am a teenager again.” Taehyung’s breath hitched as his abdomen flexed violently to keep his cum in. 

“Like the first time?” You asked. The very first time you have ever done anything sexual with Taehyung was a messy handjob that he lasted for five minutes.

Taehyung remembered the occasion very clearly. He was practising his lines for DNA when you visited him in his studio. You were wearing the same dress that you wore when he first saw you. That dark green floral dress with a short skirt was his personal drug. Your hair was in beautiful large curls and you were a bit tipsy. He could barely taste the sweet wine from your lips. However, you were confident, horny and most importantly ready to take his cock down. You had whined about how sexy he sounded in hopes of some attention. At first, Taehyung was hard to crack but he was a horny mess soon after you pushed him against his studio wall weakly and stroked him while moaning into his ears. Just like that, he had come into your hand in less than five minutes. 

Taehyung stuttered remembering your hot breath against his neck, your small body trying to push him, your quiet beggings. You were just as sexy and insatiable despite being in a relationship for years. You were still flushed against him, breathing heavy.

“You are gonna cum, Tae? Are you gonna make me yours?” You teased him as you fucked yourself on him faster. “Fuck, I want to be bloated with your cum in me.” 

“Babygirl,” he growled, growing annoyed at how close he was. 

“What is it, love?” You asked innocently while slowing down your hips. Taehyung was out of breath, he had drooled a bit. The vein on his neck was prominent now. You placed a couple of kisses on his neck, and Taehyung moaned. “Keep going, kitten. You're gonna get my cum.” 

You watched as he bit down his bottom lip and pushed his hair back. He was seconds away from cumming; he just needed a bit more encouragement.

“Are you gonna fuck your babies into me, Taehyung? Shit, what if you get me pregnant?” Taehyung had a mild to severe breeding kink; however, he indulged himself very rarely. Even though he was silent about it, his actions would sometimes hint. His hands would constantly rub your belly as if you were pregnant, sometimes he would whisper to your pussy while he ate you out; his eyes would turn a shade darker whenever you comment on cute baby videos. 

Taehyung opened his eyes as you spoke filthy to him. He couldn’t believe his ears. You with his baby in your belly? Fuck, sign him up!

 “Yes, yes, take it all.” He cried, the ache on his balls only got more intense as he saw your fucked up figure. Your legs were in a “w” shape and diligently bounced. Your tits were out bouncing as well. His dick was sucked in your tight cunt, getting the best treatment.

Taehyung tried to pace himself but it was impossible for him. Your sexy body and sluty words brought him to a euphoric state. The burning feeling in your thighs became unbearable so you leaned front. This took the amazing view of your tits from Taehyung’s eyes, and yet deigned lewd moans against his neck. 

Your flaming hot skin supplied him with more control over your body. So, Taehyung gripped your waist with one hand and your neck with the other to indulge you even further. “You are so sexy, kitten.” He mumbled against your lips, completely overtaken by your cunt. 

“You make me so horny, Taehyung.” You cried while trying to maintain a fast pace. Your own high was approaching promptly.

“I want your cum, baby.” You moaned innocently. “I need you to fill me up.” Taehyung bit down his lower lip, he was fighting against his orgasm. “Please fuck your babies into me, Taehyung. Ah- please,” You screamed as his length bumped constantly against your cervix.

Your moans and dirty talk finally drove Taehyung insane and he let his orgasm go with a growl. “Take it all, kitten. Oh, come on take all of my cum.”

His animalistic growl made you go off as well. As he spurted his cum, you washed his dick with an insane amount of slick. 

Your muscles gave out and your chests were glued together with a thick layer of sweat. “Fuck-” You moaned as Taehyung moved his hips. 

“So sensitive-” You moaned again when his penis flopped out of you. Then, you rolled onto the empty side bed as Taehyung tried to gain his regular breathing back. His body was still stiff and his eyes were still shut, probably having aftershocks of his orgasm.

Your back met the soft bed as you moaned once again, and tucked a pillow under your hips to avoid spilling his cum. 

“Y/N…. Baby….” Taehyung looked at your position, how you carefully laid down to keep his cum in. 

“You are amazing.” He towered over you and kissed you sloppily.

“Mhmm, you are more amazing.” You brushed your nose to his.

 Taehyung smiled naughtily as he kissed your collar bones down to your navel. Both of you stayed hugging each other for a few minutes until Taehyung aimed for your tummy again. 

You giggled as he bit down your belly with his front teeth.

“Kim Taehyung, don’t even think about it. It is mine. I won’t share.” You knew that Taehyung aimed to eat you out; however, you will not give up on his hot cum inside you. 

“That’s so selfish. I gave you what is mine,” He pouted.

“But I need your cum in me.” You pushed him away from your battered cunt. He laughed and then laid you on his naked chest. 

“Yeah? To get pregnant with my child?” His fingers brushed your nipple.

“Yes,” You hide your face to his chest. “Stop taking birth control, kitten. Then, I will give you all of my cum.” Taehyung talked very casually. 

“Do you think it is a great idea to have a baby, like seriously?” You ask him, wondering your fingers up and down on his arm. “Sometimes I feel like I can’t even take care of you, or myself.” You look up to his understanding eyes. 

“You always do your best, kitten. I am always fascinated when it comes to you.” Taehyung held you tighter. He dearly wished to keep every single piece of you together with his strong arms. 

“You will become an incredible mother when the time is right. I am hundred percent sure of that.” Taehyung’s reassuring words filled you with hope as always. Even his small words gave you a reason to fight.

“Imagine it, baby: you, me and ten little Taehyung’s…” His mischievous tone was back.

“Taehyung!” 

“Okay, seven.” He pouted adorably. You glared at him.

“Okay, five.” 

“Five? You want me to give birth five times?” You opposed but loved the idea of a big family.

“Let’s have a deal on three kids.”  A healthy relationship was all about compromising, right? 

“Mhmm, okay. We have a deal.” Taehyung reached out his pinky finger. “Pinky promise?”

You giggled and wrapped your finger around his. “Pinky promise.”

With your fingers intertwined, your lips found each other too. His hot lips were a perfect combination of comfort and lust. 

Both of you were tired so the kiss didn’t grow hotter. Taehyung only laid you down and kept kissing you sweetly.  You were the first to draw yourself, mostly because you had weaker lungs. 

Taehyung kissed the tip of your nose, then your top lip. “But first I want you to be my bride.” Despite being very popular and eccentric, Taehyung was quite traditional which heavily surprised you. He asked your brother for permission to date you. He made his intentions very clear when you move in with him. He wanted a serious long-term relationship. 

You looked into his shining brown eyes. His lips were round and open with admiration.

“I will be…” You held his face as he was the most delicate, as he was made out of glass. “I will be your bride, baby.” 

Taehyung let out a big sigh as he topped you again. This time his lips had a plan. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” He kept whispering and kissing you, his chest almost bursting with love. 

“I love you too, Taetae.” You pushed his bangs back and pulled his weight on you. As Taehyung lowered his body on you, you realised his half-hard erection rubbing onto you. “Oh, hello there,” You pressed your hips to him. Suddenly, all of your tiredness evaporated.

“We are going again?” You asked Taehyung laughing. The sex drive you two had as a couple was phenomenal. 

“Yes, we are fucking again.” He nodded as he returned back to his position on top of you. You let out a couple of excited squeals involuntarily and held on to Tae’s biceps.

“I think we are going to break my dick after this vacation.” Taehyung laughed as he grinded himself to your battered cunt.

“Mhmm, that would be an honour.” You placed dreamy kisses on his face as he placed himself strongly between your thighs. He pushed his hard dick in you again. Taehyung really held the record for the fastest erection.“Oh- go slow, baby.” Your pussy was sensitive, every brush over your clit felt painful, yet orgasmic. He took your warning seriously and stopped his thrusts. His large dick stayed half planted in as you tried to get over the sensitive feeling. 

“My sweet girl,” Taehyung nuzzled against your cheek. His whisper against your ear made your body convulse. The power his voice held was astronomical. “You clenched on me so hard, kitten.” Taehyung shut his eyes. You were squeezing him in so hard that he could never replicate it with his fist.

“I am only three centimetres in.” He spread your thighs even more and scooted himself to you. “I can stop if it hurts, kitten.” Taehyung’s large veiny hands soothed your sides, his voice was dripping compassion for you. 

You immediately shook your head no. “No, no. I really want you.” You bit down your lips while trying to unclench yourself. It was so fucking difficult when all of Taehyung’s being was utterly arousing.

“I just can’t calm down.” You squeezed the bedspread in your palms and tried to subdue your grinds on his dick. “You get me too excited, Taetae.”  Your body was moving on its own to both seek and avoid his sweet roughness. 

Your laugh ringed Taehyung’s ears. He was enchanted by your smile, your warmth, your sweet cunt clenching on him. “Hmm, is that right?” Taehyung playfully glided his fingers to your aching clit. Just before you think he is going to flick your clit, he snapped his thighs with a subtle force. Your whole body shook for a couple of seconds as if he stepped on your whole nervous system.

“Oh my god, Tae,” You cried out. How could a human body possibly be this sensitive? “What are you doing to me?” You scratched his biceps and bit your lip.

“I am just pleasuring my sexy girlfriend, my wife-to-be...” His low breathy voice felt like Devil’s himself was talking to you. He breathed in before grinding his hips to you. So you tried to control your bubbling orgasm by following his breathing. 

“Was that a marriage proposal Mr Kim?” You asked, trying to get your mind off from his raging dick. 

“Of course not,” Taehyung dipped his face into your neck and gave you open mouth kisses. “I will do it when you least expect it, babygirl.” He doubted whether you could even hear him, but he tried to explain himself. Taehyung did plan on proposing to you in the near future. But it had to be perfect, he even dared to say God-tier.

“Now… Babygirl, just take this cock and make yourself come, okay? Fucking take it.” Taehyung stressed his words with powerful hip thrusts. 

“Babygirl you look fucking sexy under me.” Your eyes were lazily shut, your lips were open. You almost looked like you were drunk or on the edge of sleeping. However, you had a strong grip on Taehyung’s biceps, you were bucking your hips up every time Taehyung pulled out slightly.  

He was the reason why you were about to pass out from pleasure. He thrived on your squirming state. “I was made to pleasure you, kitten. That’s why I was born.”

“Baby, you are-” You slurred, unable to think of anything else but your burning cunt. “Taetae, you feel incredible, ah, please give me more...” 

Taehyung slowed down his thrusts and swiped his thumb across your bottom lip. “You are drooling, babygirl. Are you sure you can handle more?” He giggled dangerously and licked his thumb. 

“Yes, yes, I can. Please give me -oh gosh!” Taehyung pushed himself further and nudged your cervix as you begged him for more. 

“Now, you are going to be a good girl and cum on my fat cock, okay?” Taehyung went back on his fetal thrust. “Ah, ah, I will cum,- I will cum, baby. Taetae, ah, please cum with m..me.” 

Your chest was heaved, a high pitched voice left your throat and your nails scratched Taehyung’s arms. And just like that, you granted Taehyung’s wish in just one minute.

“Hmm, that was quick,” Taehyung grinned and held your thighs in place as your body shook. “Taetae,” You moaned in a needy state. “Please cum inside me, again.” This time Taehyung saw actual tears in your eyes. You must be so sensitive and drunk in pleasure. Taehyung didn’t want to exhaust you further, he would feel very sorry tomorrow if you woke up sore. So he took his cock out and thrust in his fist. He didn’t need much to orgasm as he had the most gorgeous scenery in front of him. 

“Oh, God, baby,” Your hips bucked up when you saw him playing with himself. Your pussy lips fluttered. If there was even slight pressure on your clit, you could have fallen apart one more time. However, Taehyung didn’t stimulate you physically. He just locked eyes with you and rubbed himself.

“Taehyung, paint me with your cum please.” Your whiny voice directly went to Taehyung’s dick. White spurts of cum shoot all over your body within seconds while the handsome man above you moaned loudly.

Taehyung couldn’t believe he just came with one sentence. A sudden wave of unnecessary embarrassment washed over him. Meanwhile, your cunt was still sensitive and weeping with your juices. “Taetae,” you moaned Taehyung’s name as the male tried to get a grip of reality between your legs.

“Baby…” You called for Taehyung once again. This time your fingers caressed his pelvis area. “Yes, darling?” Taehyung leant in and laid over your body. 

“Baby…” You called him deliriously as he nuzzled his face to your neck. “Do you feel good, kitten?” Taehyung realised your eyes were still closed, your hips were still grinding to the air even under his body.

“Yes, I feel awesome, baby…” You mumbled, stretching your neck to do the sides. Taehyung’s weight felt spectacular. 

“Does your pussy feel sensitive?” Taehyung asked. He loved your delirious side. You swallowed and nodded. 

“It feels amazing…” You spoke and relaxed between bed and Taehyung. 

Taehyung laid on you for a couple of minutes to catch his breath. Your post-orgasmic state was divine. Taehyung could watch you enjoy yourself long after he stopped touching you. The female body blew his mind, no, your body blew his mind. 

 Then he got up to clean you. He took one of the clean towels out of the bathroom shelves and wetted it with warm water. Later, he returned to your tired body on the bed. 

“Do you want to take a shower, babygirl?” Taehyung asked you as he wiped your battered lips gently. 

“No, I love how it feels.” You pushed Taehyung’s hand off you and rolled to your side. Taehyung snickered.

“We need to clean you, baby. Come on.” He turned you on your back, hoping that you would let him clean you.

“Mr Kim, what do you not understand? You gave your cum to me, it is mine now.” You mumbled, rolling to your side once again. 

“Baby girl,” Taehyung saw you taking your birth control pill this morning. It was sad that all of his cum wouldn’t do what they are destined to do. 

You gave in because of his soothing rubs on your legs.“Fuck, there is so much cum…” Taehyung pressed kisses on your knees as he gently cleaned your thighs. A shower would be better than his attempts.

“I will start with dinner now, love. You can take a shower meanwhile.” It sounded rational to end sexy time. Did your pussy agree on that? Not really.

You felt sticky and messy, but also creamy and dizzy too. A nice warm shower could freshen you up a bit. But it would also get rid of Taehyung’s smell on you.

That’s only if you could find the power to lift a finger. “I just want to lay down for a bit.” You nuzzled your face to the bedsheets, soaking up Taehyung’s sweaty smell.

Taehyung knew you would fall asleep instantly if he let you. But it was quite an early time to go to bed. “Do you want to shower together, babygirl?” He was willing to shower again if you were going to be with him and he wanted to clean you up after making a huge mess. It was worth postponing dinner.

“No need to, Taehyungie,” You mumbled as you dragged yourself down. “Don’t forget to heat up the pan before adding chicken and don’t season the salad until the very end. And don’t use the hot water for a while, okay?” You got up your feet feeling like you could have another orgasm just by looking at Taehyung wiping himself. 

The carpeted ground tickled your feet, and then you stepped into the cold tiles of the bathroom. There was still a bit of water on the ground from Taehyungie’s shower. Other than that your boyfriend was careful about leaving the bathroom clean after him… a skill that needed practice…

The faint smell of Taehyung’s spicy body wash was still lingering in the air. His toiletries were sitting on the marble surface of the sink in a black leather bag, yours were mixed with his stuff. 

You wanted to take your mind off Taehyung’s dick. Well, that was mostly impossible but you had your ways to distract yourself. The first step was to brush your teeth with bitter peppermint toothpaste. Where was your toothbrush anyway? 

You looked for the blue toothbrush but it was nowhere to be found. So you opted for a quick solution.

“I am using your toothbrush!” You yelled knowing that Taehyug didn’t care at all. 

Taehyung smiled at your voice. He didn’t answer back as he was busy with bedsheets. “Great,” he mumbled. It had been half a day and he was already changing the bedsheets. As he looked at the wet patches on the bedsheets, he remembered your fucked up face from minutes ago, how you diligently fucked yourself on him, how you desperately tried to top him and failed. “My dirty babygirl,” Taehyung ran his finger around the wet patch as his cock throbbed. I must put on a boxer, he thought. Otherwise, he can’t get the dinner ready.

So he nonchalantly picked up his boxer that was thrown to the ground and looked for clean sheets. 

While Taehyung struggled to put on clean bed sheets —the corners just kept popping up and frustrated him— he heard a quiet whimper followed by his name. At first, he was sure that he had flashbacks of you two having exquisite sex, but no, you were actually moaning his name...in the bathroom… alone?

Taehyung’s shoulders got tense, for some reason, he couldn’t de-puff his chest. “Taehyungie,” a quiet mewl echoed in the empty bathroom. When he peeked through the door, he saw your silhouette in the shower cabin. Your voice was ragged and whiny, he was sure that you were touching yourself. 

Did he not make you cum? Was it all an act? Did you do that a lot? A gush of strange emotions filled his tummy. All of a sudden, the condescending side of his brain woke up. A woman pleasuring herself in the shower after sex with his partner was a sad sad image. And now he was living that?… 

“Taehyung, baby,” Your voice was louder and it did sound like you were calling him. However, Taehyung didn’t follow your call, he just simply entered the bathroom as its door was already wide open. Your blurry silhouette became more clear over the frosted glass. Your eyes were probably closed, or else you would probably see his large figure from the inside. 

As your small squeaky whines filled Taehyung’s ears, and his dick took matters into its hands… After a few seconds the glorious Taeconda, as you called it, was up and ready. 

Despite his raging cock, Taehyung didn’t pay attention to his erection. His hands were fisted on his side, chest puff, as he tried to find an explanation for this situation. “Taehyungie,” You called for him once again while sounding more and more desperate, almost sobbing.

Again, Taehyung didn’t answer until you opened the door and jumped out of your skin. Your flushed cheeks, half wet hair and shaking hands were too adorable for Taehyung to stay angry.

“What do you think you are doing?” He called you with his dangerously low voice. His growl and narrowed eyes made your pussy tingle but you were also embarrassed at how needy you were. 

You kept looking at his puffed chest, as you were too scared to make eye contact. Taehyung stepped inside the shower and he noticed the showerhead between your thighs. He released another deep growl that even vibrated you. 

“You are a little horny slut.” He quickly took off his boxer that he just put on and trapped you against the tiled wall. You were still holding the showerhead against your clit, maybe your muscles got locked or something.

 “You don’t ever get enough, right?” Taehyung asked condescendingly. He pushed his dick against your wet stomach, he was hard again, even harder than before. How could he not be hard, anyway? You were squirming against the stupid showerhead with the sexiest facial expression he could ever see.

“I was just cleaning…” You threw your head back moaning and held Taehyung’s forearm with your free hand. Taehyung felt the warm water from the showerhead splatter against his knees. He wondered how much of it actually water… Maybe it was all your sweet juices. 

The shower was getting too slippery for your dizzy state, so Taehyung pushed you a bit more to the wall.

“And you thought why don’t I fuck myself with a showerhead, huh?” Taehyung asked, gripping at your boobs. You cried out in his voice. Every single touch was heightened infinitely. The sweet tickling feeling of relatively low-pressure water made you more of a desperate whore.

“Just like the old days, right? You used to do that to tease me, babygirl. I see you're still doing it ” Taehyung dipped his head between your tits and engulfed one of them into his mouth. “Ahh, baby, I swear I don’t” You cried once more, but this time your knees gave in. Luckily Taehyung held you before you could slip. “I just- I was just cleaning, and it felt so good to touch it, baby.”

“Okay, go on, fuck yourself.” He challenged you, knowing that you were going to beg him again. “Baby,” you called for him, dragging the last letter of the word. Your hoarse voice echoed in the tiled room.

“I literally can’t orgasm if you don’t help me… please Taetae.” You dropped the showerhead to the ground and turned off the water. Then, you rose onto your tippy toes and wrapped both of your arms around his neck. “Please baby, I want you, once more, please…” 

Taehyung let out a low growl instinctively. His girl was begging for his cock after several rounds of sex. He must be in heaven. 

“Taetae, I was already thinking about you… I was thinking about your handsome face.” You rutted your hips against his thighs but it was impossible to get satisfactory friction since he was way taller than you. 

“My handsome face?” Taehyung asked. You could hear the smirk in his voice. “Yes, yess…” You mumbled and threw your head back as he pushed the showerhead onto your lips. “I was thinking about riding your handsome face, fuck, kissing all over your body once again. I will… I will do that tomorrow. I will kiss every inch of you and ride your face.”

“My insatiable babygirl, I will do everything you wish.” Hearing Taehyung calling you sweet names comforted you. “I will let you ride my face, umm, that’s so hot.” Taehyung was the biggest oral sex lover in the world, he was unmatched. “I want you to paint my face with your cum, babygirl. Fuck my handsome face as I devour this cunt in one breath…” 

You hummed when his lips found yours. His lips danced with yours in a romantic tango, he relieved some of your frustration as you were only focused on his lips lapping against you with the thumping sound in your ears. Meanwhile, Taehyung one hand sneaked down to your thighs, squeezed a handful which made you release a moan to his mouth; his other hand stayed on your waist to support you. His large hands heated your body to the boiling. Your tummy got cramps that could not be explained. The anticipation of what is coming next was immaculate.

“Taehyung, I am going to explode.” You whined against his lips, ever needy. But Taehyung didn’t stop with his sensual rubs and kisses. He eventually left your lips to hear your breath moans and high squeals. His lips wandered to your ear and whispered to you. “We can’t have that happening, babygirl. How do you want me?” 

You left out another relieved moan as he offered himself. “Do you want me to finger you, babygirl? I am sure your little cunt is too sensitive for anything else.” He gave you the first option.

You shook your head no. 

“What about I eat you out? Mhmm, I’ve been dying to have a taste.” As always Taehyung sounded so eager about oral sex. 

This time you violently shook your head no. There was no way you could take his teasing tongue without properly crying.

“No? Okay, we will do that tomorrow… What else…” Taehyung doubted that you could think straight at this point. Right then, he felt your arms sliding off from his neck. At first, he thought you were adjusting your position but he was proven wrong when you turned your back at him and stuck your ass out. You placed your forehead onto the cool tile and waited for him like a good girl you are

“Ughhh, baby…” Taehyung clenched his fist in the air. His heart skipped a bit at how obedient and horny you are. “Do you want me to fuck you from behind?” He circled his one arm around your waist and flushed you against him. Your back arched automatically, giving him a good view of your backside. “Hmm, you are so pretty.” Taehyung ran his hands all over your ass and spread them to reveal your glistening core. 

“Taetae, my pussy…” You groaned at the feeling of his balls on your pussy lips. “What is it, love?” Taehyung asked, guiding your hips to grind on him sloppily. 

“Baby, baby, baby….” High loud moans left your mouth immediately. The buzz your body had was extremely overwhelming. Your mind was clogged with Taehyung as he rubbed your cunt with his shaft.

“Please make me cum, again.” Your voice was soft, coy and most importantly not challenging. You were just simply asking him to fuck you with an angel-like voice.

“But I already fucked your slutty pussy four times.” Taehyung grinned largely as you wiggled your ass to the sides.

“I can’t get enough of you, Taetae. Please make it five.” You turned your head to him and asked him with a cute pout on your lips. Taehyung cock twitched at your bothered face. 

He didn’t answer you back and just shoved his large dick inside you without any friction. “Oh, babygirl…. You have a good cunt, don’t you?” And you were back at moaning deliriously.

His whole length was rubbing inside your walls with a slight stretch. His pace was slow but hard enough to jerk you against the wall and hit your clit with his balls. Whenever Taehyung increased his pace, your legs immediately gave out, pulling both of your bodies down. Maybe shower sex wasn’t a great idea when you were a fucked up mess. Your worn-out state worried you a bit. What if he was not enjoying fucking you like this?

As if Taehyung read your mind, he switched his position to support your body. First, he took his monster cock out of you even though you whined. Then, he put the showerhead back into his place and let some warm water wash through your back. “How do you feel babygirl?” He asked you while cooing your back with small circles. 

“I feel so horny,” Your legs twitched again. 

Taehyung answered you by pulling you tight against his chest to your back. “I will take care of that now, don't worry.” He kissed your neck and shivered when the warm water hit his back too. 

“Taetae, I love you so much” You mumbled as his large arm surrounded you once again with an intimate back hug. As soon as you thought he was going back pounding you, his other arm wrapped around your thigh and pulled it up to give his thrusts a feral angle. 

Omg, he was going to ruin you like this. “Baby, omg, please give me your di-” Your impatience poured out loudly to the shower cabin, making a slight vibration.

“Fuck, fuck, my girl can’t get enough of my dick, huh?” Taehyung’s self-indulgent words went straight to your cunt as he entered you once more. “You love your boyfriend’s dick?”

“Yesss… yess.. give it to me, baby. You are amazing… ah… harder, please. You always fuck me so well. Thank you, baby, baby, I love it…” You followed his lead and let your mouth loose. Taehyung increased his pace and breathed loudly while the shower ran.

“My love,” His teeth sank down to your wet neck and grazed it red. You let out another dragged moan at the sensation. Your pleasure was hazy. You could feel something bubbling inside you, but at the same time, everything was too much to feel something. 

“Babygirl,” Taehyung pulled your thigh higher, further ruining your composition. But his voice was breathy. “Are you going to cum for me?” He asked you, genuinely questioning if you will.

“Taetae, I- Everything…is…” A sudden need for explanation arose in your chest, however, your mouth failed you. When you turned your head back to look at him, the most arousing scene was looking back at you: Taehyung, all wet, maybe more stimulated than you are…

 “You are so hot baby,” you cried out as your legs gave out one more time. Again, Taehyung held you with his gentle arms. “Mhmm,” A deep, satisfied ground left his throat.

“You think I am hot, kitten?” Taehyung decided to give your cunt a rest. It was nearly impossible for you to orgasm one more time without letting your sensitivity pass.

“I have good news for you. You snatched this hot piece of man and he is fucking whipped for you.” Taehyung’s semi-romantic words went straight to your core. Yes, you had snatched him. He was yours. You pressed your back onto his chest, laying your head to Taehyung’s wide shoulder. Your thigh escaped his grip. 

The warm water showered on your tits now and let your horny-ass relax for a minute. Meanwhile, Taehyung slightly swung both of you to the sides, initiating a small slow dance.

“I am sorry, Taetae. Everything feels so heightened. I keep losing my orgasm…” You mumbled as he stopped, ripping his sweet orgasm along the way, just because you were too sensitive.

“Don’t be sorry for that, my baby. It is okay, I will get you there, okay? Just tell me whatever you want.” He whispered into your ear as he kept slow dancing with you. Both of you stood there for a few minutes as your pussy calmed down. He caressed your skin, kissed your jaw softly as he hummed a low melody.

Despite the cosy set-up, Taehyung’s thick, raging erection was still buried inside you and you kept clenching around him.

Taehyung smiled to himself, this always reminded him of something. “Kitten, your pussy is trying to swallow my cock.” Then, he chuckled.

His words made your kitten wide awake. “Taetae, please continue, baby.” You kissed where you could reach, his wet chin was the only thing that you could aim in this position.

Taehyung gave that suggestion a thought. It was possible that you would start whining because of your sensitive cunt...the cunt that he had wrapped around him snuggly. Eventually, he gave you a couple of experimental thrusts and weighed your reaction on them.

“Taehyung,babyy….” Your desperate voice loosened up every muscle on Taehyung’s body. 

Then, you returned to your previous position and pulled your leg up by yourself. He started to pound you with a nice fast rhythm. 

“Oh, God, Tae,” You shrieked and placed your hands onto the wall. “Oh, God, I am gonna cum so soon,” Taehyung’s calculated thrusts got you on top of the orgasm mountain in a matter of seconds. Even you were surprised how quickly you were ready to orgasm again.

“You, fucking, hot, ah,” Even though you were absolutely wrecked, the little dirty kitten inside you were more talkative than ever. “Baby, your cock is so good, shit, ah-”

Taehyung heard your moans but his mind was only focused on one thing: to get you cum before he did. So, he bit down his lips and focused on your pleasure. It was you that he all cared. If you gave him your orgasm, he would be content with that forever and ever. 

“Ah, Taehyung… it is so deep.” You planted your face on the tile and pushed your ass even further. His iron grip on your thigh started to hurt but it was nothing compared to what your cervix was dealing with.

“Do you love it deep, babygirl?” Taehyung’s low voice was coated with arousal. You could feel his determination to trip over your orgasm. Such a sweet boyfriend, you thought. 

“I lo-love- it. You fuck me so good, baby. You always do.” You coaxed him with your compliments, it was the least you could do. 

“I love it too, kitten. I love pleasuring this needy cunt.” After his confession, Taehyung kept plunging wholeheartedly, his balls kept slapping at your lips. But he knew that he wasn’t hitting that spot. That spot that always got your knees weak, that made you fucking squirt everywhere. He took a step back while pounding you and bent you down even further. 

“Taehyun-” You immediately let out a quiet cry. That was it. Taehyung had successfully found your spot once again. Now, it was time to stimulate it, abuse it even. With his last willpower, Taehyung snapped his thighs harder. The harder he got, the whiner your voice became. 

“I am gonna, I am-” You screamed and your body started to shake in Taehyung’s hands. As your cunt locked Taehyung in, he couldn’t fight anymore and silently release his warm cum. His thighs quivered and he let out a deep long sigh as his cum filled you once again.

The conception of time flickered right then. You genuinely felt like you were floating in the air, in Taehyung’s arms. Maybe you had stayed bent over for a few seconds or a few hours, you don’t know. The only thing you know is Taehyung’s touch and his breathing. 

“Y/N,” your name cracked Taehyung’s dry throat. He was recovering from the biggest brain flush he experienced after orgasming. He almost felt high, stoned, drunk, sedated. His softened dick was still inside you because you were still clenching on him. 

“You squeezed me dry, babe. I swear I don’t have any more cum…” Taehyung whined as overstimulation kicked him. He steadied you and pulled himself out with a groan. 

With Taehyung leaving you, the little kitten of yours poured out the cum he just stuffed in you. Taehyung’s throat hitched at the sight. He pushed some of it back inside with his thumb. In response, your widened hole clenched around his finger. 

Taehyung didn’t want to force you more so he helped you stand straight, back pushed against his chest once again. “Ahh, Taetae, you are actually the best.” You praised him as soon as your brain started to work a bit.

In return, he wrapped his arms around your body tighter and purred against your ear. “I am happy to serve my princess.” 

With his soothing voice, the warm water started to splash on your body once again. You were glad to let Taehyung handle your body but aftershocks of your orgasm were still present in your brain. As Taehyung tried to release your grip, you clung back onto him with great force. “Oh, Taehyung, my legs will give out, don’t let me go.” You breathed out, Taehyung hummed and placed his chin on your head and held you with his iron grip. "Even your arm hair is fucking sexy, wtf?"

“I think I had enough orgasms to last a decade.” You joked, patting Taehyung’s strong arms. His body shook with a chuckle, “Okay then, I won’t touch you for a decade.” He joked with a high playful voice. 

“No! You will!” You opposed as you turned your body to him, letting your tits press against his chest. “I told you, I am going to ride this face tomorrow.” You said confidently, kissing his wet chin. It was rare that you were this comfortable with him giving you his mouth, mostly because his thick tongue literally drove you mad.

Taehyung laughed again, “Ughh, feisty.” He let out a gasp akin to a moan when you bit his jaw with a small tug. 

“Yes, I will ride this handsome face and you will take it like a good boy.” You tried your best to talk dirty to him. In your opinion, it was a bad attempt but Taehyung's face looked like he enjoyed it. He grabbed your butt with one head, and your face with the other. “Mmm, yes kitten, I will drown in your sweet cunt, fuck it with my tongue, make you squirt into my mouth.” He whispered with a smile. 

You shook with afterglows of your previous orgasms and his new words. Your pussy barely clenched, there were simply no orgasms left in you.

"Now, be my good girl and let me clean you, okay?" He kissed your forehead and released you. "Clean the mess you made?" You joked as he picked up a hairbrush from the counter. 

His lopsided smile appeared, “Yes, I am going to clean my mess, your sweet, messy, little cunt.” His low voice echoed in the bathroom as the warm water splattered on your skin. Taehyung’s hands quickly found your wet body and soothed your skin. “Turn around for me, baby.” His large hands on your waist turned you over. Then, he started to brush your hair under the running water. His hands were ever gentle and loving. Even though wet hair was difficult to brush, he managed it gracefully. Later, he squirted your shampoo and gently applied it to your hair. 

As Taehyung quietly took care of you, you melted with the warm water. “Mmm, Taetae,” you mumbled his name while the softest loofah on the earth danced around your body. “Yes, my love?” he inquired even though he knew you were simply calling his name out of comfort. Taehyung loved doing this to you, showering you like the little babygirl you are. His number one priority was your comfort and what better way to provide you with some comfort with a warm shower. Well, he knew that you loved scalding-hot water-showers. He had the privilege to experience that before. However, unlike you, he had a skin of a  normal human so more adequate temperatures were his choice.

“Spread your legs, my love.” Taehyung tried to use a nonchalant tone, but every sentence split from his mouth had an aphrodisiac effect on you. Once again, you tried to ignore your overstimulated pussy and shook with a small shiver. When you opened your legs, the soft loofah ghosted around your thighs quickly and ran to your legs. With that Taehyung was on his knees, probably your favourite position. 

Taehyung’s sweet touches didn’t stop while he spread the vanilla-scented foam, he had the same caring touches as he rinsed you and tied your hair in a braid. When he carried you back to bed with a towel wrapped around you, when he lay you on the bed. Although his self-control shattered to pieces when he put on your body lotion, Taehyung was diligent to take care of you for the night… for the rest of his life...

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

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

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

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

word count: 11K

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Taehyung] bby where r u?

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

[Taehyung] babygirl when r u coming back?

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

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

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

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

[Taehyung] come on luv. 

[Taehyung] babee text meeeee

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

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

 [Y/N] I am waiting for a taxi, baby.

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

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

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

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[Taehyung] came home 

[Taehyung] and missing my sexy girl

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

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

[Taehyung] come home quickly and ride my dick babe

[Taehyung] i am so hard bc of you

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

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

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

[Taehyung] maybe this could change your mind?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Taehyung laughed while the pain from his erection became unbearable. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“It has been that long?” You asked.

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah?” Taehyung asked, kissing your jaw. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

You would LOVE that. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ah, Taehyung, you-re…” you spurred.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Only an unearth-like experience could describe this orgasm.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tonight was going to be a long night.

Sweet Welcoming (smut) ft. Kim Taehyung

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader

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

rating: 18+

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

word count: 6K

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Here I go again

So I wrote vomited another Taehyung fic at 2 am. It doesn’t make sense since there are so many gaps between scenes. It is very messy, and ironically, it is a period fanfic written by a STEM major. I have not attended a history lesson in almost six years... yeah... i had to google when was World War I and stuff 💫quality content💫

I wanted to share this part just to give you a taste:

“Then why do my favourite the last?” You asked him, grinning.  “Is that what you want, my love?” Taehyung asked, voice immediately changing. “I will get on my knees every night for you, my darling…” He shakily breathed out, even thinking about your sweet core on his lips made him want to cry out of pleasure.  “Do you think about me too, sweet?” Taehyung asked, pulling your one leg up to come close to your core. His aroused private parts pressed where you needed him the most. “I will worship you every minute of my life if you let me, Y/N.” He whispered as his hands pulled your nightgown to give you a sneak peek.

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

(do not interact if you are underage)

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader

summary: Your longing turns into craving

rating: 18+

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

word count: 9K

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He took his coat and lunged forward to swallow you in his arms, but you raised your feet and stopped Taehyung from getting on the bed. 

Your eyes were squinted, puffy eyelids showing lack of sleep. Taehyung looked confused when he felt your clothed feet pressing onto his stomach. You were the opposite; a playful smile was decorating your face.

“You can’t get into bed with these clothes.” You pointed to his clothes. Taehyung gulped, were you angry at him or just playful? Why did you cry? 

“These are fresh-” Taehyung tried to explain. “I changed at my mum’s p-” No explanation was good enough as your eyes danced on his Celine shirt and plain slacks. “Get naked, Sir,” you said, pressing your feet down to his pubic bone.

A happy and aroused jolt of excitement went down Taehyung’s spine. He smiled like a puppy and pulled his shirt over his head with a single motion. When your eyes fell onto his pecs, he confidently flexed his muscles. 

Normally, you would cover him in kisses, at least smile at him. But now, you were laying on your elbows and eyeing him up with an emotionless face.

“Trousers too, Sir.” You dragged your foot down and pressed it against his already hard cock. Taehyung winced when the sole of your foot pressed his shaft. 

He didn’t say anything and took off his comfy sweatpants too. You murmured something quietly, but Taehyung’s ears were clogged with excitement. His palms were itching to get you on your knees and fuck you from behind, but he didn’t want to take action yet. You were giving him different signals tonight.

Taehyung’s stomach jumped when you raised yourself to your knees on the bed. You held his wrist and move your hand upon his arm, feeling the strong biceps. You gave them a firm squeeze. While you were busy feeling his chest, Taehyung almost fainted from your sensual touches. It has been a very long month. He was longing for you since the second he landed in Paris. Now, feeling your palm smooth over his chest almost made him cry. 

He was woken up from the sensual daydreaming when your fingers grazed his hip bone. Taehyung winced at the stinging pain. You mumbled something against his sternum. For a second, Taehyung thought you were speaking another language. Your mouth was wide open as your saliva dripped down his breastbone. Your voice wasn’t playful. You sounded angry which made Taehyung’s brows rise to the heavens. “Tsk, tsk, tsk,”

“Bab-” Taehyung’s hand tried to cup your face, but you strongly pushed his hand. “Don’t baby me.” You spoke. Your hand on his stomach stood planted even though you rejected his touch. Taehyung, at least, wanted to wrap one of his arms around you but you stopped him again. 

He scoffed and lowered his arms next to him while you had both of your arms wrapped around Taehyung's neck, one hand in his hair. You pulled his head back by the hair and reveal that strong neck to your mouth. You kissed his chin, to his jawline, then to his forehead back to his collar bones. Taehyung hummed and tried to push his chest to yours. 

He couldn’t help but notice the difference in your kisses. They were not calculated to rile him up. They were messy and self-indulgent. You weren’t kissing him for foreplay. You were kissing him to satiate the hunger you had for him. 

“You made me very angry, Taehyung. You have been a very bad Sir,” You whispered to his ear. Goosebumps washed over Taehyung’s body. “But don’t worry,” you said, lips momentarily brushing against his dry lips. “Babygirl will discipline you. I will teach you a lesson.” You batted your eyelashes at him. For a second Taehyung thought he was in a dream. He subtly pinched his thighs. But no, he was alive and not dreaming.

“Will you let me discipline you, Sir?” This was your way of asking for consent. It was essential. 

Taehyung nodded, gulping largely. “Say it,” you said, biting down his jaw. This was his move, getting your consent aloud with a demanding teeth grip on your jaw.

“Yes, babygirl.” He said, itching to touch your body but he sensed he wouldn’t be able to do that tonight.

You pulled him onto the bed by the neck. He followed you and got on his knees on the bed too. His breath hit your cheek as he tried to steal a kiss, but you drew yourself back. Meantime, Taehyung sneaked his hands around your waist and pressed you against his strong lean body.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” You pushed him by the shoulder, “Sit, Sir.” Your hand intertwined with his and pulled Taehyung towards the headboard. While Taehyung sat down, you kept kissing his neck and shoulders with the same hunger. “Baby,” He groaned as you nibbled at his sweet spot. Even your hands on his shoulders were enough to drag him frustrated and now you were licking the expanse of his throat. Taehyung was malfunctioning, and this was just the beginning. 

“I had prepared the best night for you, Sir.” You bit down his earlobe. “I bought nice pair of underwear and I bought bath bombs and oils to massage your hot body. I even took pills to delay my period, so you could fuck me without making a mess.” Your voice tickled his wet earlobe. “I was going to prepare a delicious meal and let you wine and dine and fuck me.” 

Taehyung squeezed your ass cheeks and pressed you against his cock. He could feel you had panties on. Before he could take it off, your hands held his wrists. “Then, I saw Sir on Twitter. He was misbehaving… He was flirting with ladies… Tsk, tsk, tsk, you were doing that intentionally to get me jealous.” The angry tone was back now. “He was being extra hot and sexy. Do you like driving Babygirl crazy? Taehyung smirked and shook his head no. “Of course not, my love. D-” You pulled Taehyung’s hair again. It didn’t hurt him, but it did hurt his dick.

 “I already share you with millions-, isn’-t th-aatt e-noug-h?” Your breath hitched, and you hid your face into Taehyung’s neck. “Do-d y–you haf- to-” you tried to continue but no attempt was useful.

“My darling, you know-” Taehyung’s voice was extra sweet and comforting. His cocky smirk was gone in a second as he heard your crying voice. He hated seeing you upset. He wanted you to know you were the one who made him confident and sexy. 

“Shut it, Sir. I don’t want to hear you speak.” You bite down Taehyung’s neck. Taehyung winced in pain again. 

“Let Sir hug you,” Taehyung offered, but let you prison his arms with your small grasp. 

“No-” You said, pouting. “I want to discipline Sir,” You repeated and licked his jaw. “I want to handcuff you to bed, Taehyung. I want to edge you, make you cry out my name.” 

Even though you cry out of jealousy and sniffle, your words sounded sexy— thanks to nights long frustration.

Taehyung groaned, hands clutching you tightly. “Every single time I think you can’t get any hotter… And you amaze me every single time, Babygirl. It is mad…” His semi-compliment and semi-mocking made you even frustrated. You pushed his back to the bed frame to sit him down prettily. Then, you pressed your clothed core to his erection, hiding scared in his boxers. 

“I will make you go mad, Sir. I will show you that only I can fuck you the way you want.”

Taehyung hissed at the very much-needed friction your core gave him. 

“You can do that without handcuffing Sir to bed.” You heard the apprehensive tone; it was obvious that he was struggling to make a choice. 

He spent his days thinking about fucking you into the mattress. The thought kept him made him get out of bed and act all confident. But now, you were asking him to commit to you. While he enjoyed your nibbles on his neck, you let out a frustrated groan. Taehyung wondered what was going on inside your pretty head.

“You drove me mad all week, Taehyung. How dare you be so hot, huh? You are mine. You only have to be hot in our bedroom. Do you understand me?” Your hands pulled Taehyung’s hair again but he still tried to nod while letting out an amused chuckle. “You are mine, Taehyung. I want to write my name onto your forehead, on your chest, everywhere.”  He groaned as you rubbed yourself on his cock frantically, “Babygirl, I am gonna cum if you-” Taehyung’s hand clutched at your ass and tried to stop your grinds. 

“Are you gonna let me handcuff you? Yes or no?” You were worked up as much as him, so it was time to begin. No amount of grinding could calm you down.

Taehyung looked at your figure. He knew that you could never completely dom him, he was sure that you were going to cry and ask him to fuck you at the end of the night. Then the handcuffs were going to be a problem as you lay on top of his chest. However, you looked like a craving carnivore. Even though your eyes were teary, Taehyung could feel the sexual and emotional frustration you carried in your chest. You needed to let it go. If that meant he was going to be under your mercy, handcuffed to the headboard, so be it.

“Yes, Babygirl. You can use your handcuffs on me.” Taehyung patted your thighs and you smiled wickedly. Your hands found the side of his head and pulled him in. “But I am going to take my frustration on you, Sir? Are you sure?” You used Taehyung’s words again, after all, he was the one you knew best in sex.

Taehyung gulped and nodded; how bad could it get? You couldn’t even reach his lips when he stood up. 

“Yes, Babygirl. Use Sir and make sure he belongs to you.” Taehyung fueled the fire in your core. Your mind short-circuited the second you heard Taehyung. You’ve planned to avoid kissing his lips. But, now you wanted to kiss his cocky smirk and bruise his lips. “Ah, Sir,” You pressed your lips to him, forcing your tongue immediately. Taehyung smiled into the kiss and let you take what you wanted. Your tongue scraped against the roof of his mouth as you held his hair in one hand and his bicep with the other. “Ughh, babyyy,” You moaned into his mouth as his clothed dick was hitting your clit 

“My sweet baby, it has been so long. I missed you so much.” Taehyung kissed your shoulders and arms as you left his mouth momentarily to rub yourself better— he planted a kiss anywhere he could reach. 

“Kiss me,” you groaned and pulled his hair again to aim his lips onto yours. Taehyung returned back kissing you with a smile. You were totally frustrated and couldn’t focus on anything. Your tongues pressed each other as the two of you tried to make out. The lust was so vivid that it was almost impossible to make out without teeth or tongues clashing. 

While you were too consumed with his mouth, Taehyung grasped fistfuls of ass over your panties and helped you grind on him. 

“Good girl,” he encouraged you when you started bouncing up and down on his clothed erection.

It was so easy to get lost in the lust you had for him. However, you must not forget your aim. You were supposed to make him cry out of sexual frustration. You wanted to frustrate him. So, you sadly detached from his lips after a few minutes of passionate make out.

“I already prepared it for you.” Taehyung didn’t even notice the handcuffs hanging next to his head. They were the toy handcuffs he bought for you. Knowing that they were easy to break out of relaxed Taehyung. But it made you feel even sexier. He was under your control; you could tease him until he begged. Taehyung let you grasp him by the forearm, tighten the handcuffs around his wrists, and bound them to the headboard. 

“Are you comfortable?” you asked, pulling on the handcuffs yourself to see if they restricted him too much. But they seemed to be fine. The only problem was going to be his arms getting numb. When Taehyung shook his head no, you placed a kiss on the corner of his lips.

“So,” you said, getting up from the bed as soon as he was bound to the bed. Taehyung’s eyes grew larger when you stood up. You wouldn’t leave him alone, right?

But you didn’t leave the room, simply took out the toybox from the dresser. Taehyung’s throat grew dry, were you going to use toys on him? That would be a no from his side.

Last night you cleaned all of the toys— not that you had a lot of toys. Taehyung was not keen on getting too many toys as he said am i not enough? So you had a handful of selections.

The cylindrical vibrator was your favourite one— because it vibrated your entire body, and it was the first gift Taehyung ever got you. It also didn’t look like a sex toy. Many could confuse it with a makeup brush or a large lighter. It didn’t go very deep, but it gave you a mind-blowing buzz. You also had a magic wand, which Taehyung devilishly used on you from time to time. In the box, you also had a small butt plug that was never used. You held it in your hand and showed it to Taehyung. “If you were a good Sir, you could’ve used this on me tonight.” You shrugged as Taehyung pulled onto the handcuff. “What a waste…” Lastly, you had one small size purple dildo. 

You grasped the box and threw it on the bed. Taehyung looked uncomfortable sitting with his underwear bulging, “I will play with myself, and you will watch me, okay? Just watch. Just like what I have been doing.” You bitterly stated. 

Taehyung nodded, “Will you take your shirt off for me, Babygirl? Come on get naked and be my personal porn. Let me see how good you can be for your Sir…” 

You let out a condescending laugh and swore to destroy his dick tonight. You comfortably sat between his legs, just above his knees and faced his handsome face. 

“I am going to destroy your dick, Taehyung, what good girl are you talking about?” You bit into his bottom lips while he rolled his eyes back. With another giggle, you placed your feet on Taehyung’s thighs and spread your legs. Taehyung’s shirt on you fell back and revealed your clothed core. 

Taehyung saw the empty garters on your thighs, you were not wearing any socks to attach to them. Either way, they look erotic on you.

Then, dark green panties were before his eyes. Taehyung growled, “Babygirl,” You knew that his number one weak spot was underwear—not only sexy underwear, just any underwear you wore.

You followed his eyes, “Do you want to see the bra, Taehyung? They match.” If you knew one thing about your long-time boyfriend, it was his obsession with your breasts. He wasn’t simply a boob-guy, he was brought to this earth to devour your boobs. 

Taehyung nodded dumbly even though he knew you would laugh at him. Thankfully, you took your shirt off without making him beg, revealing your same dark-green bra to him.

Taehyung’s hands urged to touch them instantly, but the handcuffs stopped him. A loud cracking noise coming from the bed made you giggle. “Do you wanna touch, Sir?” You brought your chest closer to his face— his long tongue tried to have a sneaky lick. “Nuh-uh,” You pulled back. 

“Baby, you are pouring out of the bra… so sexy….” He groaned annoyingly. Your boobs were strictly confined into the tight bra. They didn’t deserve that. They deserved to be in Taehyung’s wet mouth.

To tease Taehyung even more, you decided to cup them casually, “I am supposed to be on my period, so they seem bigger.” You wiggled them by holding the cup.

“Ughh, boobies…” Taehyung muttered, already hated being bound— he was already leaking. You giggled at his dazy look, was he a 26-year-old man—the man you called Sir, or an 18-year-old teen boy? 

“No boobies for you, Taehyung.” You ran your fingers on his pecs too, flicking his nipples to annoy him. 

 “I am so wet,” You groaned, slithering one hand inside your panties. Hopefully, your pussy could be more interesting than your breasts.

“I can see that,” Taehyung growled, pulling on handcuffs harshly. There was a big wet circle on your green panties and Taehyung wanted to run his tongue all the way up on that wet patch.

“Do you want to taste it?” You took off your stringy fingers and held them for him. His thick tongue was slightly hanging out from his mouth.

Taehyung opened his mouth with vigour but you had a better idea.

As he impatiently looked you in the eyes, you smothered your juices to his cheeks and chin. “Y/N…” Taehyung hissed your name.

“You look great," you said, chuckling. Your juices were already drying off, only leaving a small shiny area on his chin. 

“Babygirl,” Taehyung pulled on the handcuffs repeatedly and groaned as he was not able to touch you. 

“What?” Your voice was cold as ice, just like his when he disciplined you. 

“I want to touch you, baby. Let me touch you- at least give me your tits… I swear I will go mad.” It has been a long time since you heard Taehyung whine so needily. You shrugged, 

“You gonna go mad? Well, then I am already mad! You drive me mad- you drive me insane, Taehyung. It is so frustrating to have you but… not have you.” You leaned forwards and licked your juice on his chin. 

Taehyung shuddered, “Not to have me? You fucking have my soul worshipping you. You think a mere fashion show or a week away from home can change that?” 

You shrugged again, slightly overwhelmed by his reaction. “Which one should I use?” You asked, touching the toys.

“The one in my pants,” Taehyung groaned at the sight of nicely cleaned toys. 

You faked a laugh, “I don’t fuck naughty Sirs.” Taehyung deserved to be edged and teased all night, you were sure of that. 

You picked up your small vibrator from the box. “I want this one.” You held the silvery cylinder in your hand. It was slightly cold. “Do you remember this?” You groaned even at the memories of Taehyung’s heavenly ministrations under his blanket. “I was an innocent virgin back then and you made me cry out of pleasure… Hmmh? You were so cruel to me, baby. You used to edge me all night long.” You whispered into his ear and slightly licked it. Taehyung moaned in return, remembering very clearly how he prepared you. You turned on the toy, and it started buzzing quite hard. “Ugh, I forgot how strong this was.” You brought the toy against Taehyung’s face and rubbed it against his handsome face. The vibrator looked even smaller against his face. 

“Spit on it,” you said with a straight face, circling the tip of the vibrator against his lips. Taehyung knew that it took everything in you to say it with a straight face, so he held a strong gaze with you. But you kept pressing it onto his lips. 

“I will only spit on your pussy,” he said cockily, making you bite your lip. For a second, Taehyung thought you were going to give in but you laid back between his legs, returning to your previous position. 

You straighten your spine and make sure Taehyung has a beautiful view of your pussy. If he didn’t want to participate, he could just watch. His eyes immediately fell to your clothed core. The wet patch was now bigger.

“Mhmm,” you moaned with the first contact of the vibrator on your clothed core. You ran it on your thighs and pelvis, avoiding your lips. However, your hips had their own mind and chased the vibrator. 

As the pleasure started pumping in your blood, your moves started to become a bit uncoordinated. It resulted in an accidental touch to your clit. 

Your whole body jumped when the vibrator hit your clit. Your own hand pulled the vibrator back. 

Taehyung whined at his place, “Babygirl…” He couldn’t finish his sentence. You were so good at touching yourself. This was not Taehyung’s punishment. It was his personal porn. You were everything he dreamed of. 

“Ah, Taehyung…” You moaned again with a slight jump. You hit your clit again. “It feels so good, Sir…” You pulled the vibrator back to give yourself a breather. 

Taehyung couldn’t answer you. He was intoxicated by the view in front of him. You pushed your feet to his thigh to elicit a reaction. The meat of his thighs felt amazing. 

Taehyung probably felt the same as he let out a long groan when your feet pressed onto him. He wanted you to press on his dick. If he could move his hips slightly to the side, he could have what he wanted.

“Keep your eyes open, Taehyung. If you want to sleep, I can leave you.” Taehyung shook his head no, “You’ve got an attitude, Miss.” He said annoyingly. 

“Mhmm, I always have an attitude, baby.” You returned the vibrator to your core, this time pressing against your clothed hole. “Ugh, that’s good.” You felt your sticky essence wet your panties uncomfortably. It felt like you peed yourself or someone filled your panties with slime. But you were determined not to take it off before making Taehyung beg for it.

You look at him as the vibrator buzzed violently. His pretty face was covered with sweat and his hair was damp. Normally his tiger eyes would burn your core with a long stare, but now he was gazing so lightly while moans left his red mouth. His stomach was clenching crazily, allowing you to see every bit of fibre in his muscles. Also, his arms were decorated with veins as their motions were restricted.

Taehyung noticed your orgasm approaching. Your brows were furrowed with concentration, and your thighs were trembling. Your hips were trying to avoid the buzzing sensation and your hand was chasing them back. You were too concentrated on making yourself cum that you didn’t actually focus on the pleasure. And this annoyed Taehyung a lot. He wanted to break free and fuck you properly. 

“Look at my Babygirl…” He could help you orgasm. “You are doing such a good job fucking yourself, putting a sexy show for me.” 

Taehyung’s deep voice was drenched with arousal. With his encouragement, you started to rub yourself against the vibrator. “Ahh, Y/N… You gonna cum for me? Ruin your panties for me?” 

“Ye-Yeahh, I will,” You screamed, feeling sweat dripping down your neck to bed. Your abdomen was clenched painfully, “I will cum and stuff your mouth with my panties.” You wickedly smiled as Taehyung threw his head back and rutted his thighs to thin air. 

“Would you like that Sir?” You scooted down a bit to get close to his balls. Taehyung nodded eyes closed and spreaded his legs further to accommodate you better.

“Ugh baby, my clit-” you said, rubbing your ass to his thighs. 

Taehyung was strong on self-control. You knew he could last for ours if he decided to. To make matters difficult for him, you momentarily pulled the vibrator from your core and ghosted it over his balls. 

His cock reacted before his mouth and moved inside his boxer. “Babygirl, my balls are so heavy with cum. Don’t waste that like this, okay?” His pupils were blown. When you touched his balls again, he let out a guttural moan. 

 “Be a good girl and don’t waste my load, okay? You know better than this. I saved-” Taehyung hiccuped so innocently, “-I saved a fat load for your fertile cunt.” Taehyung’s lips were red from biting down, and all the veins on his neck were popping as his heartbeat.

You giggled at him and returned the vibrator to your weeping cunt. As you boldly pressed the buzzing head to your clit, you hit your orgasm. The rest was the same— Taehyung watched your orgasm in awe and remembered halfway to count how long it lasted. 

This one is a short orgasm and a frustrating one. But it didn’t stop you from arching your back and dropping back to Taehyung’s legs. “Oh god,” You groaned, caressing Taehyung’s legs from where you were laying. “That was a good one, huh?” you said, pressing your foot to his thigh once again. 

“Was it?” Taehyung angrily gulped, and drops of sweat dripped down his forehead. “Yeah, way better than my fingers…” you run your finger over your wet panties. 

“But I want something in me. This is super easy to cum with-” You shrugged, raising to your elbows. Taehyung groaned when you dropped the vibrator to his lap mindlessly. Your juices were rubbing onto his boxers.

“Baby, my love…” Taehyung bucked up his hips, moving you up on his lap. 

“Hmm?” You asked while Taehyung looked at your wet panties and vibrator on his lap. He didn’t hear you because of his frantic heartbeat.

You scooted yourself up on his body and dropped yourself onto his clothed dick. “Oh my God, you are rock hard, Taetae.” You groped around his crotch, “You have a thick piece of wood here, Sir.” Taehyung gasped at your tiny tugs and pinches and giggles. 

“My love,” Taehyung moaned and tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids failed him every time. You pushed yourself onto him more. His bare face was right in front of your eyes. You slowly cupped the sides of his neck as Taehyung dropped his head back. You kissed the tip of his chin while continuing to examine his face. “You are so handsome, baby. Every single thing on your face is perfect.”  

Taehyung shuddered at your compliment. “Your chin,” you kissed his chin again. “Your jaw…” you licked along his jaw, tasting his salty sweat. “Your lips, mhmm?” You enclosed his dried lips into a wet hug with yours. “Your beard…” You moaned at the subtle burn on your lips. Taehyung’s stomach hitched suddenly and a low cry left his mouth. 

You laughed through your nose and continued. “I wish I tied you laying down. I kinda want to smother your face now.” You said nonchalantly. 

To that, Taehyung’s dick jumped and his eyes rolled back. He nodded his head as he tried to cover his face with his tied arms. 

“Do you want that, Taetae?” You leant forward and held his strong chin with your hand. He immediately tried to rub his face against your hand while nodding. 

“Y-yess-,” He forced out a short answer.

“Say it properly, Sir. Ask me for it- beg me for it…” You pulled down his bottom lip with your point finger as he tried to talk. Your wet core was directly pressing onto his balls. 

“Yes, darling, yes, please. Ride my face, Babygirl.” He breathed out onto your face, already drooling. 

You giggled again, dropping more weight onto his lap and watching him roll his eyes back. “I only ride Sir’s face. So I will only do it if you prove to me that you are mine.”

Taehyung kept his eyes closed until you moved back to his calves. He didn’t have the power to look at you in the eyes and not cum straight away. His coolness had already melted away with your sexiness, and he had already become a plaything for you. 

Taehyung delusionally nodded, yes he was your plaything. He kicked his feet with a desperate need for your core on his mouth. 

“Sir?” You inquired. “Are you hurt, Taehyung?” Your ass pressed onto Taehyung’s calves and your hands gripped his knees. 

Taehyung pulled onto the handcuffs. “I love you so much, my love.” His unconsciousness bled through his words. “I love you so much, my baby. I don’t need anyone- only you.” He whispered. “My love…”

“Mhmm, baby… I love you too.” You placed a single kiss on his lips and felt Taehyung’s chest rise with a breath hitch.  “Do you want me to release your hands, baby?” You threw the dildo to the side and stroked his thighs lovingly. His dizzy state was a bit worrisome. “We can do this later, you know that right?” You used your sweetest voice to make sure he still wanted you. 

Taehyung licked his bottom lips and shook his head no. Your stomach clenched while waiting for his answer. A desperate smile decorated his face. “Fuck my face, please baby...” He finally opened his eyes to meet your gentle eyes. 

Your lips were pressed into a worried line. However, your hormones quickly took over as you heard Taehyung’s words. 

“Aww,” Your sexy dom persona returned back immediately. “You need to deserve it first, Sir. I don’t think you belong to me anymore. So many people got to touch you in that stupid fashion show. You sat there prettily, whoring yourself out for attention, Taetae. And you acted like I didn’t exist. You didn’t call me… You didn’t even text me. I waited for you as if I was a simple fan.” Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut. He knew that this would come up. 

You bitterly laughed at his reaction. Your heart was stinging with anticipation. This moment could be the last time before you have to swallow your pride.

“Did you make any mistakes, Taehyung?” You simply asked. 

And Taehyung knew what you meant.

It didn’t take him even a second to shake his head no. “I did not.”

“Give me a reason to believe you.” Your tears were streaming down your eyes. 

“I belong to you.” He answered confidently. “With my soul and mind. Of course, with my body too.” His hips bucked up again. 

“Say it to my eyes.” You answered ice-cold. Taehyung didn’t realise he was squeezing his eyes close. 

“I am in love with you. Just like I was when I saw you the first time. In fact, I fell in love with you every single day.” Taehyung didn’t stutter or lose his voice. He spat out the truth easily and confidently. 

“Say it again while I fuck myself with my toy.” Once again, you dropped the conversation as if nothing happened. 

You returned to your initial position on his legs and grabbed the purple toy. Taehyung watched you eagerly and pulled onto restraints when you turned on the toy. The toy was rather on the small side but it had multiple modes to stimulate your sweet bundle of nerves.

“What do you think, Sir?” you asked as the little wheezing sound filled the room. Taehyung took a big deep breath, “You should fuck me, babygirl. No toy can bring you the orgasm I give you.” Despite his dizzy state, his mouth was still talking cockily.

“It has been giving me veryyy solid orgasms, Sir. Don’t get on a high horse.” You sultrily answer and run the toy over your soaked underwear. Taehyung hissed at the sight and closed his eyes back as if they were burnt. Then, he tried to hide his face with his tied arm.

“Nuh-uh…” You found the solution by putting one of your ankles on his shoulder and the other one directly on his clothed dick. His lips quickly found your ankle and pressed his teeth onto it.

“Baby…” Taehyung peeked through his lashes and slobbered all over his chin. “You don’t understand…. I have saved a fat load for-” You shut his mouth with a moan.

“Ahh, shut it, Sir. I am sure you had someone fucking grinding on you  on your lovely trip to Paris.” Taehyung flinched at your accusation. He assumed you were too horny to realise what you were saying.

“ I saw you on that pole…” As you spewed out your accusations even further, your hand unconsciously started to insert the toy into you.

“Of course, I have not, Y/N.” His words were the same as yours, ice-cold but scared. You didn’t answer him in return for a long time, just busy-ied yourself with the toy. However, your pussy kept rejecting the toy by clenching immediately. Taehyung noticed that immediately but didn’t comment until you started groaning in frustration.

“I fucked myself with this every single night you were out and now my stupid pussy doesn’t want it because of this.” You showed what you mean by pressing onto Taehyung’s dick. Taehyung let out another dramatic moan. 

But right then, you scoffed and your weight on Taehyung was released. When Taehyung opened his eyes, he saw you getting off the bed. “What ar-” 

You quickly ran to the closet and find that spicy-warming lube that Jimin gifted Taehyung as an April Fools gift. Funny how you didn’t forget that. You were aching to use that on him. As you were contemplating using it, it didn’t take you long to find it in Taehyung’s closet. However, as you were rushing back to the bed, your makeup caught your eye. You squealed, and an imaginary light bulb appeared on your head. Meanwhile, Taehyung sat silently, bound to the bed. “Y/….N” He coughed your name out. He wondered how he could convince you to smother his face. You didn’t answer but came back after a minute. Your fast-paced walk from the closet to bed made Taehyung leaked so much more. He felt utterly horny and- “Ugghh-” He let out an animalistic growl.

“What?” You sat back on his legs.

“Get on my cock…now.” Taehyung rutted his hips up. His voice was Sir now. You watched his nostrils enlarge with anger. “I told you…” You held your black eye pencil in your hand for him to see. “I don’t fuck naughty Sirs.” 

Taehyung didn’t understand what you were going to do but your lips were upwards with mischief. Your fingers found the waist of your panties and rolled them off. The skin was slightly and- Oh my god. 

Taehyung pulled the handcuffs so hard that the entire bed frame shook violently. Your swollen messy cunt was before his eyes. He never felt this thirsty in his life.

“Baby,” Taehyung’s collar bones were about to snap. “Hmm?” you held his face with your hands and scooted towards him, your nipples brushed against his chest, your naked ass on his clothed dick.

Taehyung groaned in answer. “I told you. I only fuck my Kim Taehyung…” You murmured and held your pencil for him to see again. “Mhmm, let me-” You slightly crouched forwards and started writing on your skin, right over your pussy. Your messy handwriting read: KTH’s hole.

And it was the last straw. Taehyung had to lose his mind now. He loudly groaned as if he was in pain, “Y/N….” His insanity gave him enormous power to break free from one of the handcuffs. The toy handcuff broke apart and released his one arm.

“Taehyung-” You screeched out. His right arm immediately wrapped around you and pulled you closer. 

“Babygirl,” He growled, fingers digging into your ass. You decided to play it coy to drive him even crazier. He loved that.

“Siiiirrr…” You dragged out the word but his mouth didn’t stop. He reached and liked-kissed-bit every inch he could reach. “Do you like my handwriting, Sir?” You asked as he engulfed one of your tits. He nodded with a tit in his mouth, “This hole belongs to me, yeah.” He kissed up to your lips momentarily,  “and any other hole you have, is all mine, Babygirl.” When you turned your head to dodge his kiss. But it didn’t stop Taehyung. He dug his teeth into your jaw.

“I am not done disciplining you, Sir…” you batted your eyes at him, pushing him by the shoulders. Taehyung quickly shook his head no. He was sure that he was not ready to see you fuck yourself with a dildo. Nope, he was not.

“But Taehyung…” You continued to whine playfully but at the same time rubbed his cock over his ruined boxers. 

“Get on my dick, kitten…” He ordered you. 

“Nope,” you ripped his hand off your ass and tried to pin his arm over his head. You loved being held like this, so maybe he would like it too. At first, he was resisting. But as you continued to whine small pleases into his neck and rub his poor cock, he let you pin him. 

“Release my other arm and let me lay on my back, kitten.” You could hear the smirk in his voice. 

“Hmm, but I want to-” You kiss his chin and lick your down to his chest. Taehyung visibly shook. “I want to have you in my mouth.” You pouted adorably at him. 

Taehyung caressed your hair. As he opened his mouth to talk- you shoved your tongue. He lewdly cried, lips wrapped around your tongue.

You let him play with your mouth for a while. The restriction was not a regular thing for Taehyung so maybe he needed a little break. “Mhmm, finally…” Taehyung smashed his face against your tit, he tried to inhale it, large palm massaging it roughly.

“Take it into your mouth,” You pulled on Taehyung’s hair, and he gladly obeyed. As his warm lips around your nipples, you felt yourself actually drip.

“Good Sir…” You didn’t forget to praise him. Taehyung mumbled in return and pulled you closer with his released arm. His voice came out muffled, “Oh- Taehyung….” You dug your fingers into his hair and shoulder. Taehyung looked up to you with a nipple in his mouth, suckling, “Take it more…” As you tried to be cocky and confident, Taehyung engulfed your entire tit into his mouth, the corners of his mouth were straining. 

You let out a big huff and your hips started to move on Taehyung’s thigh. You didn’t realise that you were grinding on him but Taehyung helped you pick up speed with his arm secured around you. Meanwhile, his mouth didn’t let go of your tit.

“You are such a boob guy…” Your attempts to push him off your breast were unsuccessful. He latched onto it like a starving man. “I-hh-mmh–hhmm,” Taehyung said something mouthful.

You drunkenly laughed, “Babygirl stuffed your mouth full.” Your clit was gyrating against the firm muscle of his thigh, and you were dirtying his skin with your juice. 

Taehyung finally let your poor red swollen tit free just to latch onto the other one.

“Taetae…” you sighed. “Yo-u arr such- Oh my God! Don’t stop baby.” As you tried to pull him off your chest, his free fingers came in contact with your clit, rubbing you sweetly.

“Yes– yes…” Taehyung watched you as you dropped your head back and moaned his name loudly. His thigh was dripping with your juices, his dick long-forgotten— laying on his stomach. But your orgasm was what mattered to him the most, well he hoped you would get tired quickly so he could take over. All of these didn’t mean his erection didn’t hurt. It did. Your every touch, gasp, and whine made him pump more blood to it.  It buzzed so hardly that he thought he could explode.

You gasped loudly suddenly and stopped your grinds. Your hands clutched at his skin even tighter and you dropped on his body. Just like that, you came all over his thigh. Taehyung kissed your cheek as you lost your breath on him. “Mhmm, you are so easy to please, baby…” He whispered, you shivered on him. 

“Sir…” You murmured, pushed yourself to sit right up. Taehyung’s eyes immediately fell onto your messy cunt. He groaned, wanting both of his arms to wrap around you. You creamed his skin perfectly. Drips of your juice were decorating his pretty thigh as his angry cock lay on the opposite thigh. Oh dear- your messy handwriting was slightly smudged but it still fed Taehyung’s ego. “Do you like it?” You were sweetly grinning at him, caressing his free arm seductively. 

Taehyung gulped, “I do.” His dick approved by jerking up and down. “But you were just eating my tits…” You kept talking to him sweetly.  Taehyung suddenly felt like he was in a cutscene for a videogame or he was under your spell. Your point finger walked over the length of his dick. Taehyung’s whole body shook at that.

“Baby… You lu- look s-sso hot wh-en you cuum forrr m-e.” Taehyung forced words out. “My Babygirl…” Even though his words came out very weak and breathy, his strong arm pulled you flushed against him. 

“What do you want Taetae?” You sweetly asked as you kissed along his sharp jaw. “I- w-fff-” You continued running your finger with a slight brush over his clothed tip. Taehyung worried that he might just cum right away. 

“Bbygirlll- Don’ttt you want to ride me?” His fingers dug into your skin so painfully. “Come on, ride it like it is yours…” Oh, it was his biggest mistake.

You pouted, “Like it is mine? Like??” You wrapped your arms around your torso, peeling off his hand from your body. “No- no baby- that’s not what-” You didn't listen to Taehyung's explanation. 

You cooly reach out for the dildo and lube. You weren’t getting on his dick no matter what. 

Well, at least you thought so. 

You picked up the dildo and the lube. Taehyung watched you silently. You opened the cap and covered the silicone with an unhealthy amount of lube. Now that it was glistening with the lube, it was time to measure it. You knew it was smaller than Taehyung but you wanted to measure it anyway. 

You started to rub the toy as if it was a real dick. You let Taehyung’s stomach catch the dripping lube and hiss every time your hand made a squelching sound. You were surprised that Taehyung just waited his turn. So now was a great time to take things up a notch.

You peeled his underwear off. His pretty red cock was waiting for you but with a surprise. Taehyung groaned and threw his free arm over his head. You looked at his grown pubes—that was new and fucking scorching hot on him. He looked even more manly with messy hair.

Taehyung was a hairy man and you did like that about him. His facial hair even turned you into a mad woman as you smothered his face with your pussy. His body usually had hair, which you didn’t mind. But he was a bit more mindful about his pubes. He regularly shaved it for his comfort and your pleasure. “Ah, I forgot- I didn’t need to- Jeez-” Taehyung mumbled when you looked at his dick as if you were in trance. You were no longer holding the silicone tone, but sitting on your knees between his legs. 

Taehyung watched you salivate- “Baby,” You placed your lubed hands onto his thighs. “I- You look so hot…” 

Taehyung felt his cheeks burn with literal fire. “I forgot to take my razor. Then I was too lazy… It is great to let it grow once in a while- you know, to avoid ingrown hairs…” He kept explaining, but you were out of your mind— just watching his messy dick with awe. You didn’t even believe that you were just looking at a penis. with this much adoration.

“You look so hot like this, Sir. You can keep it.” Taehyung was glad that he was too lazy, not only because you found it hot, but it seemed to make you forget about the dildo. 

As you were moving to give it a kiss, Taehyung placed his hand over his dick. “No way. I say a hard no.” He was using his out-of-sex voice. 

You sighed, “What’s wrong, Taetae?” You sat back up and held on to his wrist. “I want your pussy.” He was gulping hard.

You tilted your head to the side. “I can’t take your teasing mouth, right now. You had your fun. You punished me. Now, it is Sir’s time. I have saved a fat load for this fertile cunt. So you're gonna sit on it and jump on it until I stop you, okay Babygirl?” You would be intimidated by his words if Taehyung wasn’t just sobbing. But your inner sub had to follow his orders.  

“Only because you let me handcuff you.” You took off Taehyung’s ruined boxers completely with his help and placed yourself over his crotch. Taehyung’s free hand held his heavy dick up to further help you. 

You pushed his hand away, “Naah, let me do it myself.” You whined.

Taehyung scoffed but let you have your way. “Let me show you I own your dick.” You spitted the words right to his face. His eyes rolled back, “Mhmm?”

You held him by the base—remnants of lube were covering his shaft. You rubbed his tip to your lips, getting ready for his warmth. “Be quick-” Taehyung gritted out.

“Oh no, Sir. What if I hurt myself?” You asked amusingly. 

You slowly took his mushroom tip in, and already Taehyung was in bliss. “Good girl…” He moaned. His head was thrown back, and his gorgeous neck was right in front of your eyes. If you were a good girl, you could sit on him quickly and have fun with his neck.

“Come on,” Taehyung slightly thrusted up. You weren’t this slow when it came to your own pleasure. 

“Did you touch yourself?” You asked to busy his mind. Taehyung shook his head no. “I never cum without you.” Sure, he did touch himself. “Why would I waste my load when I can just dump into you, huh?” Taehyung’s spit planted on your cheek. 

“Is that so?” You lowered your hips halfway, and Taehyung groaned in pleasure, his mouth hung open. “Am I your cum dump?” You asked. 

He nodded, “My Babygirl, my cum dump and my love…” His list could go on forever.

“Am I your Babygirl?” You further annoyed him. Taehyung nodded as you took a good few inches more. “My good Babygirl…” He mumbled as you started bouncing with the amount you could take. Taehyung wondered if you were really struggling or teasing him. 

“Does Babygirl fuck you good?” You rubbed the sides of Taehyung’s face. He was hot and red all over, eyes closed.

He nodded again, “Babygirl does the best. She is my everything.” His raspy voice uttered the truth. 

Your hips were getting deeper with bouncing. Taehyung gasped at the change of depth. Now he could truly feel your sweet warm walls squeezing his poor dick.

He had trouble answering you. “Do you deserve Babygirl?” You asked. Taehyung bit down his lip, “Ughh– I-I am gggggonn- cum.” His throat bulged attractively as he was painfully stimulated. You had leaked so much juice to his dick. So even though you were still taking half of him, Taehyung felt like bursting.

You stopped your hips, “I asked you a question, Sir. Do you deserve Babygirl?” You wanted him to answer yes like the good boy he is. 

But Taehyung shook his head no. “No fucking way. Ssshe is wayy out of my- league. I don’t deserve her.” He brought his shaking hand to your hips and finally opened his eyes. “But I love her so much. I would die for her. Give up on everything for my Babygirl.” Taehyung's eyes teared up. How was he so emotional and fucking turned on?

“Oh your sweet words to get me fuck you…” You giggled and lowered your hips to take him fully.

“Aghh- Baby- '' Taehyung dug his fingers into your hips harder. “I am tell-lling th- tr-uth.” Whining suited Taehyung. His handsome and manly features were wickedly carried out whining. 

“If you cum inside me, I will believe you.” You held onto his abs and started riding his cock in a moderate rhythm. “Cum inside me, Sir. Please.” Your roleplay always got into his skin. Taehyung hopelessly wiggled his bound arm, “Babygirl waited for your cum so long, Sir. Please give it to me. I want to feel your hot-” Taehyung groaned loudly, “-sticky-” he groaned again, “cum in me.” 

“Babeee,” Taehyung almost lost his breath because of how intense his pleasure was. “Ke-eep going.” But you did plan to stop. 

“Ohh- Y/N- babyyy,” Taehyung’s eyes rolled back when you slowed down bouncing. His throat rippled, and dark eyes dug holes into yours. “My baby… keep going please, don’t-” 

“Tell me who is fucking you so good?” You asked, rubbing his abdomen to chest. “You, baby, Y/N, Babygirl fucks me so good.” Taehyung groaned loudly. His loud and low voice made his chest vibrate so sweetly so you dug your fingers to his pecs and scratched his abdomen.

“Why is your dick is so good, Tae? Jeez-” You gave an experimental stroke and finally took him fully.

“My love. You ttak-e my di-c. Oh my Ggodd, you are clenching around me…” Taehyung was on the edge now. You could breathe and he could come straight away. He intentionally didn’t watch your tits bouncing, but it became hard to ignore them as you rubbed your nipple onto his. 

Your short nails didn’t hurt his skin but felt red marks behind them. “Tell me who got your eyes rolled back, baby?”  You whispered down, letting some skin of your tits ghost his chest. 

Taehyung whined out, “You, my baby. You ar-e so ttight for me.” He murmured as you leaned forward to tease him more.

Your giggle filled his ears– your pussy clenched as you laughed– “I am making your nipples kiss, Taetae.” You rubbed your large and erect nipple around his small one. 

“Ohh, fffu-” Taehyung thought skin on skin was mind-blowing. But he was quickly taken wrong as your little hot mouth wrapped around his erect nipple.

Taehyung pushed his chest out with vigour, and you giggled again. 

“Y/N, I am so so close, baby. Please…” Taehyung pleaded with his desperate eyes. He wanted to explode inside you.

“Mhmm, Sir…” You licked up his neck, this time more sensually. “You want to cum, baby?” You held on to his shoulders and continued riding him while your whole body rubbed against his body.

“Babygirl, don’t stop, okay?” Taehyung was concerned that you would ruin his orgasm again.

“Okay, daddy.” You said with that god-sexy voice. Taehyung hid his head to your neck and kissed your shoulder every time you bounced on his dick. 

“Oh, Taehyung,” You let out a small moan. “You feel so much better than my toys. Oh- a nice long fat cock to-” Your words crumbled in your throat as Taehyung’s hips stuttered. His eyes were shut closed- just like his mouth- and he couldn’t resist your very tempting seductions. 

“Oh, my baby is cumming.” You said, seconds after feeling his warm cum inside you. Taehyung kept ejaculating for a long time, just like he said he had a fat load. While cumming, he let out guttural moans, licked your neck, and held you tight against his body.

“Sir, thank you for cumming for me, ahh, thank you, thank you…” You loved how he filled you- you bet you were bloated. 

His eyes opened after he filled you with his hot cum, “Baby…” His mouth was hanging open. He was spent after one orgasm.  You kissed his lips slowly, lulling him into your mouth. You slide your hand up while kissing his dry lips. Taehyung tiredly kissed back but largely let you take the lead. While calming down with a messy kiss, you released his other arm. His joints cracked when Taehyung wrapped his both arms around you– all while his still hard dick plugged you.

“I am not done with you, Sir.” You said as Taehyung swung your body and topped you with a sleepy face.

“Time out.” He said while rubbing his face to your neck.  You could take a nap with his dick in you. Yeah, that would be awesome.