Hey!!

Hey!!

Hope you are doing good.

Taehyung in Paris is so romantic and today at the show he was hot and handsome as always. Anyways can you please write smut on Taehyung as he is (y/n) 's idol husband/boyfriend. Anything will work like (y/n) getting jealous or just any plot.

Thanks

Heyy! I am trying my best, thank you. I hope you are doing good too! I have something I am working on currently but it is coming together very slowly as I am working. Hopefully, I can finish it soon :( But here are two bits for you ;)

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“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 smile as Taehyung threw his head back and rutted his thighs to thin air.

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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.

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Stay in tune! Take care xox

I almost fainted seeing this. How is he so attractiveeeeeeeeee agagagaga

take a break (smut/mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x reader

(do not interact if you are underage)

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader

summary: You take Taehyung’s mind off during his project.

rating: 18+

genre/warnings: smut, established relationship, !nonidoltae, car sex, cock riding, semi-exhibitionism,  dirty talk, praising, pet names (Taehyung calls reader a whore- but lovingly), slight choking, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), reader can’t stop cumming, duh?! 

word count: 3.8K

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, and my masterlist. Take care and stay safe.

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

Taehyung buried his face between his arms and got comfortable for a second. His head was banging with tiredness and stress from last night. It wasn’t his fault that they left their group project last week. It was Jungkook's fault, who was unavailable all semester and his best friend Namjoon's. They just started a project that was worth 60% of their final grade. If it wasn't for his transcript, Taehyung would leave this group the second Jungkook started whining. However, he had to ignore the boy and work his ass hard if he wanted to pass this course. 

“Ugh, so fit.” Taehyung heard Jungkook grunt while pretending like he was napping. Namjoon shushed the boy quickly. If Taehyung were to look up, he would see that Jungkook commented on you… it wouldn’t be great for their homework… and Jungkook's jaw.

While Taehyung tried to nap on their desk, you were busy getting him a coffee. “Thank you for keeping my secret, Jimin.” You smiled while two of you carefully walked past students in the study cafe. The cafe was full of people, you couldn’t see an empty seat, which was sad considering it was a Friday night. Jimin was leading the way where he and Taehyung were working on their project. 

“No problem, Y/N. Taehyungie will be so happy, he was very stressed all day.” He said, shaking his head to the sides.

“We sit over there, look he is sleeping,” Jimin showed the direction with his head. When you looked, Taehyung and two other men were sitting on a circular table with their laptops on. However, Taehyung was leaning to the front, face buried in his puffer jacket. 

As you got next to their table, Jimin greeted the two men with a head nod. You looked at Taehyung’s sleeping figure, his face was squished into his arms. You placed the coffees on the table and ran your warm hand into Taehyung’s hair. 

Taehyung was irked by the sudden feeling but recognised your familiar touch. After all, he had spent hours laying on your stomach while you caressed his hair.

Before Taehyung turned his face to you, his mouth uttered your name.

“Baby,” he squeaked from his seat with big puffy eyes. You smiled at the Taebear and hugged his sitting figure. The hug was a bit awkward as he buried his face into your chest and took a big whiff. “Surprise!” You said, continuing caressing his nape as he smiled into your breasts.

“Hello, baby,” He said, further nuzzling his face to your chest as if you weren’t in public. To stop this core-lighting gesture, you subtly pulled on his hair.

“How did you know I was here?” He said.

You looked at Jimin, “I have my ways… A little bird told me you need some cheer-up so I decided to come by before going home.” 

Taehyung gave you his adorable boxy smile as you caressed his cheek. He looked so raw with his bare face showing. Every single bit of his real self was apparent.  He also looked totally fuckable. 

“Well,” Taehyung looked around, “You should have told me so I could save a seat for you. There are no empty seats.” 

Taehyung spreaded his legs wider and tried to pull you onto his lap with a smile. Jimin laughed, “Nah, take this outside, guys. She came to take you anyway.” He snickered when Taehyung looked at you questioningly. 

You joined him, “I heard you guys are having a long break so I came to take you on a walk… to stretch your legs.” You dragged your finger to wipe the drool on the corner of his lips, slightly pulling his bottom lip down while smiling naughtily at him. Taehyung took your cue and smiled back at you. His eyes seemed to be awake now. 

“Sure, I have some time before our session.” He closed his laptop and took his phone.

“Don’t rush, I’ll cover for him.” Jimin said when you intertwine hands with Taehyung. You thanked him and pulled Taehyung by the hand.

“Quickly, Taetae,” Taehyung released all of his body weight onto you while going down the stairs to annoy you. “I cannot believe you came for my dick.” He said when the two of you got outside, smirking so proudly.

 “Ah, there is the fuckboy smile,” you grimaced and pushed him by the chest. He was annoyingly handsome. “Who said I wanted your dick?” Taehyung’s smirk grew even larger. “I thought we were going to the bathroom, baby.” He said while crossing the empty street on the campus.

“Why would we go to the bathroom?” You asked innocently, his hand slapped your ass in return. 

“Sshh, someone will see you.” Your innocent act continued as Taehyung let you drag him on the pavement towards the gym.

“I thought you were gonna suck me in the bathroom.” He said, shrugging his shoulders.

You shook your head no, “Even your beautiful dick can’t get me on my knees in that filthy bathroom.” 

Taehyung laughed loudly, his warm breath showed in the cold air. “I thought you were my filthy girl?” You shivered with anticipation. Oh my, how ready you were to ride him.

“Get in the car, hottie.” You pulled him by the hand and pressed his back against the car door. 

“Feisty,” He said, hands immediately grabbing your ass.

"Yeah, yeah, get in, baby." You were getting impatient. You opened the backseat door and let him enter first.

“You even prepared,” Taehyung giggled at your beige blanket laid out on the seat. You suddenly grew shy. He carefully sat on the blanket and took his jacket off. 

“Why are you blushing, omg, you were just telling everyone that we are going to have sex.” 

“I didn’t say that! Also, I didn’t want you to explain the wet patches to your mechanic again.” You said. 

“It is okay, you are my messy girl.” Taehyung helped you sit in the backseat. Then, he lunged to the front to start the engine. He aimed to open the heater as you would be bare soon. He locked the doors while you defended yourself.

“It is not my fault. You get me so wet.” You placed your hands on Taehyung’s thighs and rubbed them.

Two of you had car sex in the past but they didn’t always go smoothly. You did realise previously that car sex would be a disaster as sex was always so messy for the two of you. 

After Taehyung finished arranging the car, he pulled you onto his lap with a strong grip. You squeak, "Sirrr, I am not a doll you can toss around,"

Taehyung snickered and started kissing around your lips. "You are my pretty doll." His hands travelled to your ass and squeezed it.

"Ugh," you grinded your core to his right thigh while his hands tried to sneak under your sweater. 

"I thought we could do cock-warming first." you said while Taehyung was mindlessly nibbling on your jaw.

"Take my cock out then," he said coolly. You were the opposite. His instruction made you squeal with happiness as if you were doing it for the first time.

You pulled down Taehyung's sweatpants and easily took his throbbing cock out from the opening of his boxer. "This is so practical. Dicks are so practical, baby. I wish I had one too." You said as he scoffed.

"Yeah, baby, talk dirty to me." He faked a moan.

You rolled your eyes and waited for him to take off your belt. Instead, Taehyung stayed still, head thrown back, bottom lip bit down.

"You are so horny for me." You observed.

Taehyung laughed, "Is that so Miss Detective?" He slapped your ass. "You brought me here to fuck, so get on my dick you cock-hungry babygirl." 

You quickly get rid of your trousers with your panties. Goosebumps decorated your legs. "I wish I wore a skirt." But you were a big girl so you dealt with it.

First, you ran your dripping cunt over his dry shaft. He needed to be wet to enter you. "Oui oui pretty cunt,” Taehyung giggled through his hitched breath.

“Bab-by” You laughed through a moan, body vibrating with Taehyung’s low voice. “Could you not voice over your dick please. I am trying to- oh God-” you sank your nails to Taehyung’s bicep. “So th-iiick,” A scoff left your mouth and you stopped trying to take him in. 

“I pre-game before this! I can’t believe I am still struggling-” You tried to bounce with his only tip inside you. “ Ah, sorry baby.” You apologised when you realised how tight you were holding his base.

Taehyung pulled you to his chest and held you from the waist. “You pre-gamed?”

You nodded into his neck, “Yeah, I just touched myself for a couple of minutes so I could get, you know, looser…” You did try to get yourself worked up so Taehyung wouldn’t worry about his performance.

“When did you do it?” Taehyung’s one hand went around your ass and his index finger found your wet hole. “Ah- baby,” You groaned into his neck again. “I did it before coming to cafe-”

“You did it in the car?” Taehyung pushed his index finger into your pussy. You engulfed him easily. 

“Ye-ahh.” you mumbled against his neck, placing mindless wet licks. 

“Mhhmm, that does wonders for my ego.” He kissed your shoulders and slightly pushed another finger inside you. 

This time you let out a moan, but there were no signs of pain or discomfort. “That’s so snuggly,” you said as if you read his mind. Taehyung smiled with success when you pulled your face from his neck and started to move your hips on his hand. 

“So nice baby,” you whirled your hips while Taehyung subtly scissored his fingers. Thanks to his long arm, he could finger you in any position. However, your clench on his fingers was making it difficult.

Taehyung couldn’t help but joke again. “I am gonna lose circulation in my fingers if you keep clenching on me like that.” 

You giggled shyly and hid your face again. “It is enough-” You said, suddenly realising the limited time you had. You need to take his cock and make him cum.

“Give me the taeconda,” you raised yourself to your knees and held him by the base.  You took a deep breath and prod your hole. Thankfully, you were so greedy to take him, so he slid inside you with one fluid motion. That was it. Taehyung knew that you mostly struggle with initiating penetration. 

“Ugh,” you groaned, trying to bounce and swirl around. “Ughh, that’s-mmm.” Taehyung joined you with a low moan too. His arms instinctively wrapped around your waist. “So, so-” He stuttered, lips brushing yours as he accidentally exhaled a big breathy whine into your high-pitched moan. 

“Cockwarming… we are doing that?” Taehyung asked, biting down his lip. His cock felt warm so it was a success. 

You nodded even though you kept slowly bouncing on him. “Nice… It has been a while since- ugh baby… Taehyung bit down his lips. 

“I am close, stop and listen to me.” His iron grip sealed you down to his lap. You looked at him with already glossing eyes. “We haven’t talked about this intimately, right baby? Let’s chat. How are you?” He asked caressing your ass while low growls left his throat.

You threw your head back, “Seriously?” 

Taehyung wanted to last longer than 5 seconds so he needed to relax and busy his mind with other things than your sweet warm pussy wrapped around him. 

“I-I-” You stuttered just like him, trying to wiggle in the tight room he gave you. His throbbing thick length was enough to get you to orgasm.

 “Taehyung, please touch my clit.” You said, holding by him the collar suddenly.

“I will cum so good if you rub me, please let me.” You cried into his mouth as he brought his thumb to your little numb spot. Taehyung smirked and watched your thighs tremble.

As soon as he started rubbing small circles on your clit, your thighs started to shake even quicker. Your slick-covered stretched walls clung to him even more. 

“Go ahead, baby. Let me see it.” He whispered to your ear and then his lips nibbled on your earlobe down to your neck. His warm breath on your neck, throbbing cock inside your pussy, and long finger on your clit brought your orgasm in a blink. 

“Mhmm, my good girl cumming so beautifully.” Taehyung shook with you as you came, drowning his cock with more juice. Your thighs didn’t stop trembling, they jumped to the sides, sometimes up and down as if you were having a seizure. Fuck, it turned Taehyung so much that he forgot about his own orgasm.

“Are you gonna ride more? What about cockwarming?” You writhed in pleasure and gave yourself a relief by bouncing on his long dick. 

“Ahh, baby, you feel so good.” You threw your head back and focused on his sweet pull on your inside, his tip slipping past your G-spot with every single drag and bumping into your cervix.

Normally, you would wince and warn Taehyung whenever he hit your cervix in the first round. You would say it hurt. After your first orgasm, you would cling to Taehyung’s chest and beg him to hit it. However, now you were doing it in the first round. Taehyung wanted to comment on that but you were grunting loudly to his face.

“Baby,” Taehyung moaned at your erotic face. His high approached him was closer than he wanted. “You will make me cum. Slow down. Let me enjoy this more.” Taehyung begged you. 

You opened your eyes and looked at his sweaty face. “Mhmm, but I can’t stop.” You giggled as your knees dug into the seat even more. But you did slow down a little bit.

“Y/N,” Taehyung hissed your name and gripped your waist for real. His two large palms spank you on your ass as he bit your lip. The stinging pain made you stop.

While you tried to take in the pain Taehyung rubbed where he hit, feeling guilty. As his large hands returned to soothe you, you started to swirl your hips. 

Feeling the legendary taeconda stretching you nicely was very enjoyable for you. It stimulated your walls to get you wet and gave you an eye-rolling sweet drag on your G-spot. In return, it gave Taehyung a breathing space as you didn’t jump on him like a thirsty whore.

“Ughh, I am going again,” You warned Taehyung. Maybe pregaming sex was a bad idea. But all blame was on your handsome boyfriend and his unbothered attitude.

“My clit! My clit! Please, please let me cum. ” As your heart beat frantically against your ribcage, Taehyung brought his thumb back to your clit. This time you were wetter, it had started to drip down Taehyung’s thigh. Taehyung smirked, feeling endorphins and serotonin fill his veins.

“You can cum, my love.” Taehyung said very lovingly as you buried your face into his neck and sniffed his hoodie. There was nothing better than smelling his manly spicy cologne while cumming.

You were quieter this time, most probably Taehyung’s thick hoodie muffled your moans and cries. Also, your thighs stopped trembling, well, almost stopped as Taehyung caressed them to relax you. 

“My good girl,” Taehyung kissed your cheek. “You came back to back… It was so sexy.” He simply complimented you. 

You nodded and kissed his thick veiny neck in return. You were too fucked up to do anything else. 

“Dang, this took such a turn. I was promised cock-warming but I received cock-whore who couldn’t stop cumming.” Taehyung’s deep voice vibrated your chest, your face was still tucked in his neck. 

“Mhmm, I was so quick…” you rubbed your lips to his collarbone. “I am sorry,” 

Taehyung scoffed, “Should I feel sad because my girlfriend can’t get enough of my dick?” He kissed your head again and hoped that you would recover quickly. It would be really embarrassing if he came while you lay on him this snuggly. 

“You are right.” You finally had the power to pull your spine upright and face your handsome boyfriend. 

“I am just a whore for you.” You pouted as his dick twitched inside you. You wondered if you could make him cum by just clenching on him. 

You reckon it would be possible, but not tonight so you opted for your slow grinds on him. Meanwhile, Taehyung brought his hand to your tummy to feel himself moving inside. It always made his knees buckle. “Babyyy…” He mewled as your pace got steady and quicker. Your tits were bouncing on his face inside your shirt, sometimes hitting his chin. 

“I can feel myself,” He slightly pressed his fingers. As you focused on his hand, his dick almost started to feel bigger. Was that possible? Yes, if it is Taehyung’s girthy member.

 You leaned backwards to support yourself, your abs couldn’t make him cum. As you held on to his knees and continued fucking yourself, Taehyung was finally able to see the erotic image of your pussy engulfing him. “Oh, babygirl….” he intently watched how your walls took him in and out, but never completely out.

“Taetae?” You asked, suddenly shy about eyes on you. “There is a guy in the car at the back,” You dropped your head back and continued your messy bounce. The guy with an emo cut was sitting on the hood of the car at the back with his hands in his pockets.

Taehyung furrowed his brows, “What guy?” Were you seriously asking about his friends while his dick was buried inside you.

“I don’t know his name.” You shrugged. “He was sitting next to you at the cafe.” 

“You mean Jungkook?” He asked. “Did he try to talk to you? Did you do something to you?” Taehyung asked with vigour. But you shook your head no and tried to avoid your G-spot. However, his thick head was constantly hitting it.

“Ahh, Taehyuuung…” You dug your hands into Taehyung’s knees. Your back was hurting from all the arching but you were close again. 

“I think he is watching us, right now. Ahh, Taetae, don’t stop…” You furrowed your brows. Taehyung wrapped his arm around your waist and tried to look back, but your hands stopped him. 

“Does he still bother you, baby?” You asked even though Taehyung's face gave you the answer. “Do you want me to put a show on, Sir? Forget about him. Focus on me.” You held onto his face and kissed him sloppily. Taehyung didn’t reciprocate the kiss but he helped you continue bouncing. 

“Your orgasm is only mine to see. You are not a whore to be watched.” Taehyung bit down your chin as he tried to sit up tall and hide your clothed body from Jungkook’s eyes. 

“Make me cum, make us cum, Taetae.” You took Taehyung’s bites and tugs with a delusional smile on your face. His spit-covered lips smothered your neck as you moaned on his dick. You seemed to be careless about his friend watching him.

“Maybe you are whore, huh? Look at yourself… my messy whore…” Taehyung watched you throw your head back and squeeze his collars as your pussy squeezed him. Even though he didn’t pay attention, he was on the edge of cumming too. 

“Yeah, I am your whore.” You shrugged and frantically bounced. 

Taehyung leaned back and threw his hands over the backseat, allowing you to take what you wanted. You couldn’t help but cum again as Taehyung watched you with smugness on his lips with his bangs all over his handsome forehead. Taehyung clenched until his muscles would rip but he couldn’t help but join you in a pathetic orgasm. Jungkook was long forgotten.

“I came again,” You giggled again. “I think you did too?” You asked as the hotness inside you couldn’t be solely yours. Not surprisingly, he was still rock hard. Taehyung nodded his head, running his lips over his chapped lips. “You made me cum accidentally.” His voice was playful, an indicator that he would be fucking you for the last time tonight.

Taehyung brought one of his arms to your chest and wrapped his big hand around your neck. You gasped when the warmness on his hand engulfed you. He didn’t squeeze you, but his veiny hands showed that he was holding himself from doing it.

“My pretty toy,” He mumbled as his eyes undressed you. “You were supposed to keep my cock warm and make him cum, not ride me like a messy whore and come everywhere. Look!” Taehyung looked at his wet thighs. 

“I am sorry, Sir.” You said, eyes rolling back.

“Don’t be sorry, my love. Just let me fuck you like you are my fleshlight, huh?” Taehyung asked while slightly squeezing the sides of your neck.

You groaned and leaned to his touch. Taehyung placed his legs onto the floor of the car and gave you a single full-power thrust. This time you whined like a little kitten.

Taehyung gave you another thrust. This time you allowed yourself to drop over his chest and hide into his neck.

“As always-” Taehyung groaned at the warm juices falling over his length. “I need to finish myself as always because my pretty baby is too fucked up. You are still a little girl who can’t make her Sir cum, huh?” Taehyung whispered in your ear.

“You are so cock-hungry that you take me out while I am with my friends but get tired before I can properly cum.” You shuddered at his low voice. 

“I feel your sweet juices dripping, babygirl. You love it when I talk to you like this?” Taehyung tried to push you up but you clung to him even harder. “Yes, Sir. I lo-oove it.” Your voice was uneven, in contrast to Taehyung’s slow and hard thrusts.

“Will you be a good girl and ride me while I fuck you? Will you make Sir cum?” Taehyung asked. 

You pushed yourself right up and returned to your previous position. Taehyung held onto your neck again and set a pace for you to follow. 

You screamed every time Taehyung entered you fully and bounced back from your cervix, and Taehyung groaned every single friction you gave him. Now, he was out of words and breath. He powered himself by watching your lewd moves and praises.

He was seconds away from cumming inside you. “I am close- so close-” he groaned and you dug your nails into his hand. Taehyung moaned. “Keep going, babygirl. You’re gonna get my cum.” You watched as he was seconds away from cumming.

“Ahh, babygirl, take everything I give you, okay?” Taehyung squeezed you a bit tighter. You nodded in return and let out another scream.

Taehyung released with a final groan as a knock on the glass made two of you jump out. Jungkook was leaning into the window with his signature annoying grin.

Every single post you’ve made of taehyung has been absolute gold and I adore you

Thank you so much for enjoying my mediocre writing! I will try to upload as much as I can <3<3<3

Have a great day, luv

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.

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.