SEX FOR HOMEWORK 2

SEX FOR HOMEWORK 2

synopsis. how can he remind you of the ditzy nature you thought he had; how can he remind you of the past authority you presented yourself with, when the two of you are positioned in such an… an inappropriate manner? it’s humiliating, the way you climbed so high to fall down to this, to fall down to the touch of kim taehyung. you can’t even say no to his comment, because you feel his now sticky fingers dive deep into your entrance and you shudder with discomfort.

pairing. yandere!taehyung x f!reader

genre. high school au! (legal age). rich kid!jock!taehyung. class president!virgin!reader.

word count. 4k

warnings. EXPLICITLY NONCON SMUT (protected penetration, fingering/foreplay, groping). humiliation. degradation. blackmail. spanking. name calling. forced begging. lots of crying. sex in a public area (an empty classroom). bondage. hair pulling. overstimulation. virginity taken away. rough sex. sex that’s painful at first. maybe just a teeny tiny bit of virgin kink. dirty talk. tae asks too many questions like pls stfu sir. yeah ik oc stutters a lot i’m sorry but it’s bearable. and she beats herself up for having dirty thoughts :( pls know that it’s completely normal to be horny even when you’re unexperienced and yes i will be addressing this later on. and yes tae is still mean cause we like that yk. yandere themes. pls understand that this is completely fictional.

part (2) of the SCHOOL F*CKING SUCKS! series.

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“beg me to fuck you.”

the first tear falls at his words. it slides from the outer corner of your eye to your temple, leaving a wet trail to crust in its wake.

history projects don’t end up like this, with your wrists bound behind you as your chest heaves on the teacher’s desk in an empty classroom after school. they don’t end with rich, class clown kim taehyung pressed against you with an unforgiving grip on your restricted hands.

your left cheek rubs on the scratchy paper on the table, though it’s not nearly as uncomfortable as his breath against your ear. “beg me to fuck you, or have me take your future scholarship away,” his threat is held above you like a guillotine and his eyes narrow, coated with both amusement and danger, “you know what to choose, class president. you’re a smart girl, aren’t you?”

your bottom lip trembles slightly as you stare at his sorry excuse of a friendly grin, as you stare at his handsome features that used to make your face feel flushed. even if you gave snappy comments and raised brows in all your past interactions with him, his usual square-shaped smile gave tingles to your abdomen. but right now, the only feeling in your stomach is fear, anger, and inner conflict. 

begging will ruin you, break you from the fight you raised. you can’t have sex now; you have to focus on your academics, push away your filthy desires that you’ve suppressed for far too long to give into.

but with taehyung’s ultimatum, not begging will tear you down from the hard work you’ve put in your studies for all these years. all those sleepless hours before an exam, all those times you kissed up to your teachers, all those irritating team assignments with slackers like him, everything: down the damn drain.

the smile he holds begins to fade with each second you spend thinking. there’s so much going on inside your head, but so little time. the bland, ugly clock on the wall sounds a little too loud, as if it’s counting down to your doom.

tick.

tick.

tick-

“please!” you cry out on a whim, “please..”

he waits, a flicker of expectancy flashing in his gaze as you gulp.

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Bunny. (HC)

Yandere Hybrid Bunny! Jungkook. (HC)

Warnings: obsessive! Jungkook, scenting (a lot), possessive! Jungkook, Breeding kink, Jungkook’s in a rut.

A/N: I decided to turn it into HC… Well… Because I can…

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Honey and Milk

Summary: Your stepbrother teaches you how to kiss. 

Pairing: Fem! Reader x Yandere Kim Taehyung

Based on this request: 

Warnings: implied murder, manipulation, pseudo-incest, corruption kink, overprotective! tae, innocent oc, dub con, implied non con (somnophilia), explicit smut (dom! taehyung, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, handjob, implied sub drop etc.), yandere behaviour

Word Count: 4.8K 

His bedsheets smelled like the summer breeze. Crisp, clean and warm, as though they were still fluttering on the washing line outside. Yet, in the sun’s absence, the celestial moon hung in the night sky. A crescent, akin to the sliced oranges arranged like flower petals on your plate, courtesy of your mother.  

It was placed within arm’s reach, on the nightstand, as you laid on your stepbrother’s bed. Your mother’s head peeked around the door and left it ajar before she pitter pattered away. You watched him study while your parents were watching a black and white movie downstairs. Taehyung hadn’t bothered to turn on the lights, the lamp on his desk casting a golden glow upon his features.

Just like the facts written in his textbook, your stepbrother’s beauty was irrefutable. You saw glimpses of his father, in the curve of his jaw and his lips. You had never met his mother prior to her death but you had seen the grainy, coloured pictures preserved in a family photo album. He had his mother’s eyes.

Standing side by side, Taehyung and you looked nothing alike. It used to bewilder people until they understood that your relationship grew from nurture rather than nature. However, even if you were related by blood, nothing guaranteed that you’d win the genetic lottery like he did. Living in a country plagued with unrealistic beauty standards and lookism, your stepbrother was always put on a pedestal for his beauty. A halo surrounded him wherever he went and perhaps, it was difficult to not think of him as an angel when he looked like something entirely out of this world.

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Chocolate Cheeks

Y/N likes to take the candies from the candy man.

Warnings: Unsanitary shop (fucking in the kitchen), cum feeding, cum eating, virginity lost, really innocent/naive reader. Unprotected sex.

Content Disclaimer; This is a dark fic, containing non-consensual/dubious-consensual elements or other triggering topics. Please don’t read it you find this triggering or not entertaining in any sort of way. Please don’t read if you are below 18 years old. I don’t condone any of the actions written below, all of these are purely fiction and fantasy. This does not have any related events with the living nor the dead. This also doesn’t relate to anybody that were mentioned in real life. This is fiction. All reader inserts are legal age.

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Brother Knows Best Pt. 1

Summary: You’re excited for your first time but your stepbrother is less than pleased. 

Pairing: Fem! Reader x Yandere Stepbrother Jungkook

Warnings: implied murder, manipulation, spying, explicit smut (big dick! jk, slight fisting, mean dom! jk, minor choking and face slapping, major pussy and tits slapping, tummy bulge, multiple orgasms, impregnation kink, pseudo incest, virgin! reader?) 

Word Count: 7.2K

A/N: this is a repost from my terminated blog, @darlingtaes and it will be a series. thank you for reading ♡

Ice cubes tinkled in your glass of iced tea as they succumbed to the midsummer night’s heat. The humid air clung to your skin like the condensation on your cup with beads of sweat dripping down your neck.  A forgivingly, cool breeze slid through your window like an arm beckoning you to grab onto its hand before kissing your skin in temptation. It was the perfect night out which was why you had given your parents’ the hottest tickets to a musical in town. All so you could be home alone with only four walls to hear your moans when you get fucked for the very first time.

You would’ve never been able to get your hands on such expensive tickets if it wasn’t for your big brother. He wasn’t your brother by blood but you longed to share the ichor that ran through his veins. He was blessed with immense talent in which his golden boy reputation shined whether it was in athletics, the arts or academics.

You always saw him as kin but wasn’t ignorant to the way others looked at him. People weren’t shy to tell you that they’d see him behind closed eyes whilst they touched themselves at night. You never minded that he overshadowed you. He was always there for you. His moonlit skin and starry eyes comfort you like a midsummer’s night.

However, it bothered you when people would only befriend you to get closer to your brother. You’d excitedly invite them over for a sleepover when all they wanted to do was sneak into your brother’s room and fuck him.

You’d apologise to him afterwards whilst curled up against him in bed. His metal rings kissing your skin where his palm rested on your thigh. His long, silky hair tickling your cheek as he murmured into your ear that it was alright.

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