Do You Fancy Some Taehyung Smut This Evening? If Yes, Here My Very Amateur Writing!

Do you fancy some Taehyung smut this evening? If yes, here my very amateur writing!

Masterlist 💚 (do not interact if you are underage)

i am here to quench my thirst for V. Here my very amateur writing. I hope you like it  💚 💚 Please note that everything listed contains smut. 

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Masterlist 💚 (do not interact if you are underage)

i am here to quench my thirst for V. Here my very amateur writing. I hope you like it  💚 💚 Please note that everything listed contains smut. 

My newest fic: 

mirror s*x  (smut-mature) Taehyung x Reader

drunk love (smut-mature) Taehyung x Reader

Rush³: Bed (smut-mature) Taehyung x Reader

idol!Taehyung 

inexperienced Taehyung x Reader (smut) Taehyung explores you

i am mad Taehyung x Reader (smut) Your longing turns into cravings.

Sweet Welcoming Taehyung x Reader (smut) Taehyung comes back home and you missed him a lot.

Norway  Taehyung x Reader (smut) You and Taehyung travel to Norway just to have loads of sex.

you’re mine Taehyung x Reader (smut) Taehyung is too scared to lose you so he follows an unhealthy advice

Puppy Daddy (smut-mature) Kim Taehyung x Reader You would like to promote Taehyung from your puppy daddy to baby daddy.

Spoiled (smut-mature) Kim Taehyung x Reader Taehyung loves providing you.

nonidol!Taehyung

mirror s*x Taehyung x Reader (smut) Taehyung fucks you in a bathroom.

take a break Taehyung x Reader (smut) You take Taehyung’s mind off during his project. 

Rush series:  part1: Rush¹: Concert  part2: Rush²: Club part3: Rush³: Bed

Best Dad-dy (smut)  Taehyung x Reader (smut) Dilf Taehyung is enough of a description. 

“heat”  werewolf! Taehyung x Reader (smut) Taehyung gladly lets you use him during your “heat”.

drunk love Taehyung x Reader (smut) “Jerk off for me.”

period fiction Taehyung

Chapter 1: Needy love  Taehyung x Reader (smut) You and your fiancé Kim Taehyung had to stay in a hotel room because of the pouring rain, giving you the best chance to show your neediness.

Chapter 2: Tae-time  Taehyung x Reader (smut) Celebrating good news over a sweet tea!

Chapter 3: picnic Taehyung x Reader (fluff + smut)

look at him ♡

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

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.

[Y/N] image212.jepg

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.

[Taehyung] image213.jpg

[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.

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.