Warmth [II] C.beomgyu X F.reader

warmth [II] ― c.beomgyu x f.reader

wc: 3.7k

genre: frenemies to lovers, slight fluff, suggestive, smut.

summary: you and beomgyu used to be childhood bestfriends, but you drifted apart and became more dismissive of each other. you both snicker and tease each other, but there's always a feeling of something more being there. perhaps a beach trip can manage to make you guys closer, maybe closer than ever. (SEQUEL TO THIS)

cw: smut, fingering, protected sex, penetration, grinding, slight bit of angst, slight bit of insecurity from reader and beomgyu, fucking with people in another room? (they're unaware though)

a/n: finally posting this. i know some people were waiting for it, so i hope you enjoy!! (a bit rushed but it’s still cute.)

ever since yesterday, you and beomgyu didn't know how to act. the usual bickering and playful mood were turning into more of a slightly awkward but also tense atmosphere.

you both had fallen asleep after your... moment. however, beomgyu was gone after you had woken up, the past comfort of his warmth nowhere to be found on the other side of the bed.

because of this, you had assumed that maybe he wasn't feeling completely good about it. maybe some dwelling on it made him realize what happened more clearly. you had to admit, you were a bit confused by it too.

sure, you both had some sexual tension growing between the both of you for a while now. but it didn't help that much with this new event. you guys were still childhood friends, and recent... frenemies?

consequently, you opted to think that beomgyu was maybe feeling a bit shy or awkward. even though inside, you were dreading the fact that he was regretting it and avoiding you.

"y/n?"

"huh?"

"i asked you to help beomgyu with the dishes. wake up honey!" your mom chuckled as she noticed your dumbfounded expression.

thankfully, your mom snapped you out of your overwhelming thoughts, making you walk towards the kitchen sink.

whatever. it's whatever. if he regrets it, he regrets it. if it's something else, it's something else. stop bothering yourself with all this.

"took you long enough. at this point the night breeze is about to dry these plates faster than you." beomgyu commented as he saw you stand next to him and grab a plate to dry it.

"really? well i bet that if i gave a kid these plates, he would make them three times cleaner than this." you bite back, not meeting his gaze, part of you a bit annoyed at his lack of communication the whole day.

"you could never clean these like i do." he states, looking up and smirking, like he was royalty. it amused you a bit, beomgyu always did something that made you laugh. but this time, you didn't want to give him much of a reply.

"oh, i'd hope nobody ever cleans them like you do." you continue, starting to put the dry dishes away into the kitchen cabinets.

"hah! sure. you're just jealous of my skills."

"hm, didn't know you had any sort of skills. in like, anything?"

right after you finished your sentence, the sounds of beomgyu scrubbing the dishes stopped, the water still running. you were a bit disorientated, not knowing what he was doing.

until you felt him stand behind you, his body pressed up against yours. again.

"i'll have you know i'm skilled at a lot of things." he murmurs behind you. "and i bet... you'd like some of those things." he resumes, as he brushes his hand over your thigh, then your hip, and finally your waist, leaving it there.

your words were caught in your throat, not being able to mutter even a mediocre response to him, the feeling of him so close to you making you flustered.

"guys, are you done yet?" beomgyu's mom asked as she walked inside the kitchen. your eyes widened when you heard her footsteps coming close.

beomgyu's other hand moved up to the kitchen cabinet, reaching for it, as his other hand placed itself on the counter. you just stayed still and then looked at her with an apologetic smile.

"yup, just helping y/n close the cabinet! you know how short she is mom." he brushes off with a small laugh.

luckily, beomgyu's mother didn't really pay much mind to it and just told you both to wrap things up and go to your room, leaving soon after.

"move, beomgyu." you command, turning around and glaring at him with a frown. your cheeks were still shining a small tone of pink, making your expression not look nearly as intimidating as you wanted.

still, beomgyu backed off, frowning himself, feeling a bit attacked. he knew you both always fought and fooled around, but you looked genuinely mad. he didn't like that.

"hey- are you- are you mad?" he asked, looking for your eyes, while you just turned around, avoiding his.

"you figure that out, i'm going upstairs." you sigh, walking away from him before he could reply.

honestly, you didn't want to be so immature about it, but you just couldn't stand him being like that after leaving you earlier.

"so fucking cold-" you shivered, tiptoeing towards your spot on the bed. the pajamas you had packed for the beach trip weren't doing anything for you. you thought the night weather would be similar to the sunny hot breeze in the day, but you were so wrong. the night breeze was icy, your tank top and pajama pants making it hit you with all it's might.

once you got to the bed, you hurriedly covered your legs and waist with the blanket, sitting down and trying your best to warm yourself up. you grabbed your phone and started to reply to some messages, as well as scrolling through some apps.

the door creaked, making you look up from your phone, your stare meeting beomgyu's as he came in.

not a word was exchanged between you two, both not knowing very well what to say. he went inside the bathroom to change, and you opted to lay down already, and try to go to sleep.

when he came out, you were already turning your back to him, the lights turned off, the covers unsettled, and your figure blurred by the darkness.

beomgyu internally sighed and got on the bed, settling himself on his side. nonetheless, he was not going to sleep. he couldn't do that after you left like that earlier.

"y/n."

silence.

"y/n?"

silence.

"y/n. please."

he moved over closer to you, not too close, but closer.

"did i go overboard? was it- was it bad? i'm sorry- i thought we both wanted it. i just- i admit i was... really turned on by you... so i acted out on it- but i'm sorry, it was wrong. i really thought-" his words were coming out like a wave, all so rushed and piling over.

"it's not that!" you cut him off, turning around and sitting up, finally facing him.

his mouth shut close and he looked at you with his brows furrowing to the side, just like a lost puppy.

"you, you left earlier. i woke up alone. and then you- you just didn't talk to me?" you explain, looking around, searching for the right words. "i just didn't understand. we did... something. and to not see you or talk to you after that, was confusing. yeah, i was embarrassed and i knew we could be awkward maybe, but it was odd."

"oh. oh shit. y/n i'm sorry." beomgyu's frown turned over, making him look mad. and he was mad at himself. he forgot to even explain anything to you.

you didn't know. you didn't know that beomgyu had been woken up by his mother knocking on the door and telling him to come help with some things around the beach house. making him leave your side without being able to explain anything. even more so, his mother had him running around the house and the beach, making him do all sorts of chores, which made it impossible to talk to you, until now.

he explained everything to you, telling you every single chore his mom made he do, every single moment he wanted to talk to you but couldn't. it all made sense now, and you were so relieved.

"i'm sorry. i didn't realize. i just, i got in my head and i overthought everything." you say, your body moving closer to him unconsciously, searching for his warmth.

"we both fucked up y/n. we're stupid." he let out, stifling a small laugh.

"woah hey, don't put me on the same level as you-" you retort, feeling comfortable enough to dive back into your old dynamic.

"oh, shut up!" his eyes roll up and he smiles soon after, this new mood making it all feel better.

"weird. i thought you didn't want me to?" you mock him, clearly challenging him to see what would happen next.

for a second his mouth opens, ready for a response, but then it closes back. his mind goes haywire as he remembers the words he said to you, the acts he did on you, and the things you said. his cheeks are soon stained with a bright pink shade, his eyes wide and his mouth firmly shut.

"that-" he pauses, a wave of embarrassment brushing over him.

has he ever felt this embarrassed? the choi beomgyu, was being utterly shy and quiet.

"that's so different y/n." his voice marks a more serious tone, his gaze meeting yours. the blush on his cheeks is prominent, but even more so, the almost hidden shimmer in his eyes makes him look so gorgeous.

you both stare at each other, the atmosphere in the room thickening with each breath you took. you were both sitting down in the very same bed from last night, facing each other, your bodies longing for the other's.

"gyu—"

before you even try to form a sentence, his hands find shelter on the sides of your neck, pulling you in.

the short breaths exchanged between kisses echo around the room, making it too easy to get lost in the warmth of beomgyu's embrace. whatever coldness you felt before was long gone, your body felt like it was on fire, every clash of your mouths with each other making your temperature skyrocket.

"let me touch you- please-" beomgyu pleads, detaching his lips from yours but sticking his forehead against yours instead. his hands were stilled just behind your lower back, waiting for your response. to be honest, beomgyu was about to go insane if he waited any longer. it took all of his self control not to manhandle you and feel every single bit of your body.

"yes- do everything you want gyu." you breathe out, looking up at him expectantly.

"fuck- don't say that." he sighs, furrowing his brows and letting his head drop down into the crook of your neck.

"touch me." you inquire, the tone in your voice so soft that it makes him twitch in his pants. his hands roughly grasped your waist, placing you right on top of his hard on.

his breath immediately hitched when your clothed core came in contact with his crotch. his eyelashes fluttered and his mouth gaped with the electric feeling of it. your hands move down to gather his, sliding them from your waist down to your hips. he takes the hint and assists you by pressing you against his bulge, making you grind down on him.

"mmh" a moan slips past your lips, your eyes shutting closed and your palms flying up to his chest to stabilize yourself.

"so that's how you like it?" his voice deepens, the timbre of it lowering down and revealing some cockiness in it with each word.

you can only nod in response, choosing to drop your head down, your eyes opening and being met with the sight of beomgyu's hips moving up into you. it looked so lewd, the rhythmic thrust of his pelvis against your heat.

"y/n.. so good.. you feel so good.." he praises into your ear, his voice husky and vibrating against your skin. right after his comment, he nips at your earlobe, bitting it softly and earning a small gasp from you. the grinding against his erection made you fuzzy and warm inside, it all felt like a fever dream. you were burning inside and out, his hands starting to roam around your body until they found their place on your breasts.

"so pretty. so so pretty y/n." he whispers, his eyes not leaving your breasts, hypnotized by the heaving of your chest.

just as beomgyu started to lower his head down to your chest, starting to bite and nibble at the skin that he had now exposed, your hand began to lower his shorts, not a single thought in your mind other than needing him.

"w-wait.." his head quirks up, his face flushed, ears red, lips puffy and eyes glossy.

"d-did i go too far?" you hesitate, fearing you might have crossed a boundary.

"no! no.. it's just.." he mutters, looking away shyly.

"s-should we stop?" you offer, feeling incredibly ashamed of the ideas in your mind.

"—no! please-" he opposes, furrowing his brows, both of his pupils shaking as they broke through yours.

"so.. what now?" you look down to the tent in his pants and the small wet patch that formed on top of his sweatpants. his hands started to inch down slowly, calculating every swift across your thigh until it reached down between your legs. then, his hand cups your heat, his middle finger starting to trace up and down your slit, tempting you.

“let me do it for you. please." he purrs into your neck, nipping at the skin and licking the cherry tinted marks on it. you swallowed, once, twice, and then melted into his touch. your breath joint with his, frantic and hot.

he hooked his finger on the elastic of your panties and hooked them to the side. "sorry, i'm—" you were swollen, plump and wet. you didn't think you were capable of getting so wet, so fast, but apparently you were. "beautiful." he wasn't really talking to you, more like he was thinking out loud. "can i?"

at first you weren't sure what he was asking permission for, but when you looked down to see his middle finger prodding at your entrance, his thumb slowly rubbing against your clit in a spiral, you understood.

"yeah." your words came out hoarse, like they had struggled to even form. he was so turned on, being able to have you on his fingers made his cock twitch in his pants. when he finally pushed his digit into you, and then another one, he grunted out a guttural fuck, responding to the ease in which they went in.

his eyes would not leave your cunt, entranced with the way his fingers slipped in and out of you with ease. and oh god, how he loved the sounds you were making against him.

“you’re such a good girl. taking my fingers so well..” he praised, reaching deeper and hitting the soft spot that made you see stars. you never knew beomgyu would be so good with his fingers. that he would be talking dirty like this, to you.

“fuck- who thought you to speak like that??” you gasped, moving your head into the crook of his neck to try and hide your flustered state.

“what’s wrong baby? is it turning you on?” he teased, his tone playful and yet so lustful, his fingers doing wonders and bringing you closer to the edge.

“s-shut up.” you bite back, biting his neck and licking it, a sharp moan coming out of him. such a sweet sound, he just sounded so pretty.

“cum for me.” he pleads, feeling you getting close and hearing your moans get higher. “please cum on my fingers.”

“fuck, gyu!” you whimper, the bundle of knots in your stomach snapping.

“fucking soak me.” he whispers against your hair, grasping it as he tries his best to control his breathing, almost not being able to contain how much this was affecting him too. luckily, this helped and muffled your moans a bit, helping so that the others don’t hear everything.

after letting yourselves catch your breaths (more you than him), he separated from you and looked down at his hand, bringing his fingers up to his mouth. you looked up at him to see what kept him quiet, noticing how hard he was staring at your slick coating him.

you were about to say something, but then he brought them up to his mouth, sucking your juices off of them with a lazy grin. his cheekbones were bright red and his eyes were hazy, looking back at you when you just observed the obscene act.

“you didn’t need to do that.” you cleared your throat, looking away and closing your legs by reflex. but he wasn’t pleased with that, hands traveling to your thighs and taking the plush skin in them, separating your legs once again.

“i wanted to, and you taste so good y/n.” he winks, licking his lips after to get a last taste. as he does this, he reaches closer and places himself between your legs, climbing on top of you slowly. his body heat made yours increase, the closeness of you both making everything feel like it’s in slow motion.

when the mattress dips on the sides of your head, you feel beomgyu drop part of his weight on you, his crotch right on top of your naked one. he reaches down and finishes the job you started earlier by lowering his shorts enough for his dick to spring out. fuck, he was long and veiny, the tip of his shaft shining with precum.

“oh shit, i almost forgot!” he whisper shouts, turning back and chuckling softly. “i’m so fucking horny, i almost forgot to grab a condom.” he explains, reaching towards his bag and taking a small box of condoms out of the small pocket.

“you brought condoms?” you inquire, frowning and letting out a soft chuckle yourself.

“i um- i bought some earlier today..” he admits sheepishly, looking down as he takes one out and hides his embarrassment as much as possible. you smile in return and remember what’s about to happen, burning up too.

once he got it on, he returned between your legs, pressing his tip against your entrance, sliding it up and down while furrowing his brows and letting out tiny gasps.

“are you sure about doing this with me?” you ask out of insecurity, suddenly feeling a bit self conscious about whether or not he wanted this with you, or if it was just in the moment.

he instantly looked up at you in disbelief, his eyes shining under the moonlight. he rushed to go over to you, even closer, attacking your lips and starting to kiss you with as much need as he could let out. his tongue played with yours, your mouths colliding and fighting each other to get a little bit of air.

“you have no idea what i want” he growls against your mouth, his forehead sticking to yours as he aligns himself with you.

he searches for your eyes again, silently asking for consent, accepting it when you nod against him. not wasting any more time, he pushes himself in you, his shaft filling you up so deliciously when he bottoms out. you both sigh in contentment when he does so, you grabbing his back and him holding onto your waist. your bodies have never been closer, the heat from your bodies forming into one, into your warmth.

“does it feel okay?” he questions, rocking his hips gradually harder, his thrust showing themselves as more needy by the second.

‘okay’ was far from how good it felt to have him inside you. the nails of your fingers dug slightly into his shoulders as you hastily replied “don’t stop.”

“fuck, okay.” he grunts, now starting to thrust up into you, snapping his hips as he takes the back of your head into his right palm to steady you, holding you like a fragile flower. your fingernails then dig into his back, feeling his muscles move underneath your hands.

“why did i fight you again?” you manage to ask, struggling to even keep your eyes open.

“why? shit- cause' you're annoyed im too handsome?” he retorts jokingly but also out of spite, resenting you for ever keeping this from him.

“agh- now i remember” you add, whining the last bit when you feel him hitting you so deep with each thrust, another orgasm threatening to spill.

“i won’t last long with how good this feels..." he bites his lip, now moving his hands into your that we’re holding onto the sheets behind your head. he connects and tangles his fingers with yours, holding your hands against the mattress as he pounds into you.

“me too- please." you beg, grasping his hands in return, both of you holding onto each other desperately. you weren't gonna last long either, your high nearing with each moment of his. god, did beomgyu fuck often?! how was he so good?

between small whines and hushed breaths against your collar, beomgyu rushed his movements more, his thrust turning sloppy and even god- even more desperate. it was like he was aching for you, the need uncontrollable. and it was mutual, your legs closing up against his hips, caging him and pushing in further.

your sounds were both getting higher and higher, both of you incapable of keeping them in, this causing him to go forward and reattach your mouths. his tongue messily worked with yours as he muffled the sounds and kept on hitting your sweet spot.

just when you thought it couldn't get any better, your orgasm washed over you, making you moan into his mouth and him breathing it in. soon after, beomgyu landed his lasts thrusts and fucked your roughly through your high, his hitting him as well. he never stopped kissing you, trying his best to keep quiet and not get caught by the rest of the beach house.

then, beomgyu hesitantly untangles himself from you, pulling out slowly. your whole body feels fuzzy as he plops down on the bed next to you, trying to catch his breath. he throws the condom away in a trash can and then turns back to you.

"so- um.. did you- did you like it?" he questions, too shy to look straight at you and opting to play with his fingers instead. where was this shy attitude coming from? especially after he talked so boldly earlier.

"i did gyu. did you.. did you fuck often? i mean, that was really good i didn't know you'd-" before you can finish, he reaches over to you and places a peck on your cheek, showing a cheeky grin in his face, the pink hue on them almost unnoticed by you. "what was that for?" you giggle.

"just glad you liked it." he nonchalantly states, looking at you with a new glimmer in his eyes while he rests his head on his arm.

this was only the start of it, wasn't it?

© kiztae

masterlist

tomorrow x together

(m) smut (s) suggestive (a) angst (f) fluff

yeonjun

dirty - c.yeonjun x f.reader (m) (f)

soobin

worth the wait - c.soobin x f.reader (m) (s) (f)

size kink - c.soobin x f.reader (s)

beomgyu

warmth - c.beomgyu x f.reader (m) (f)

warmth [II] - c.beomgyu x f.reader (m) (f)

taehyun

give you everything - k.taehyun x f.reader (a) (s)

strength kink - k.taehyun x gn.reader (m)

hueningkai

coming soon...

enhypen

jake

raindrops - s.jake x f.reader (f) (s)

hi! just wanted to let u guys know that i plan to post for enhypen too, even though i haven't posted fics with them yet.

hope you guys look forward to it. <3

give you everything ― k.taehyun x f.reader

word count: 1,9k. 

genre: best friends to lovers, love triangle (sort of), angst, suggestive.

summary: when your ex-best friend gets drunk at a party, you take care of him. however, past memories and feelings come back and things take a turn.

cw: metions of alcohol consumption, slightly under the influence, making out, marking, grinding. 

note: my first work and first post on tumblr, hope you enjoy it.

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“i need to get you away from all this.” you say while looking around the room and then back at him. “c’mon, get up.”

after sitting beside taehyun  for what felt like hours, you got up to get him out of the room.

taking care of him meant you had to constantly bring him glasses of water and make sure he kept himself conscious. taehyun doesn’t usually drink a lot, so this is new to you.

he always thought people who got too drunk at parties were dumb for doing things like that in public. but now, he’s the one sitting on the floor against the wall, trying to regain his composure.

you grab taehyun’s arm and then place your hand on his waist to hold him up next to you. his ears show a shade of pink at your bold touch but he keeps it hidden. he tries to shrug you off and mumbles something about not wanting to move, but you’re not letting him stay there any longer.

“i don’t wanna leave. i'm fine y/n... really.” he says while talking at a slow speed, like he was fighting for those words to come out.

you ignore his remarks as you walk out the room. once you reach the hall you take a glance at the rooms and decide that the bedroom at the end of the hall would be a calmer place. 

“all i want is for you to get better, and that room was the worst place to sober up. you’re already doing good, so just do as i say okay?” you retort as you make your way to the center of the room and reach for the bed, sitting him on the edge of it.

“whatever.” he slurs while lazily looking around the room and then at you.

you take the bottle of water you had brought and then hand it to him as you sit down on the other edge of the bed. as he drinks the water you look up to the ceiling and start reflecting about the past. 

it has been a while since you talked to taehyun. after you started to go out with his best friend nicholas, things felt more distant. not awkward, just, distant.

you met taehyun through nicholas a while ago. you guys went bowling and he introduced you to some of his friends: taehyun being one of them. 

after that bowling night, taehyun reached out to you to hang out more often. and so, you two became best friends. you would eat out, watch movies or most of the time, just talk.

however, he wasn’t the only one hanging out with you. you were still going out with nicholas regularly at that time, and you guys were closer than ever. taehyun knew this, and for some reason it bothered him. he didn’t want to accept it, but he couldn’t deny the fact that he liked you, from the very start. he knew it was wrong, how could he like the same girl as his best friend? so, he decided to keep quiet and he never said anything ; until one day. 

it happened around two weeks ago, on a wednesday afternoon: you and taehyun were eating some sweets after walking around town. he always bought you sweets, he knew you loved them. you two decided to eat them while sitting in front of the shop. you had called for an uber and while waiting for it you two chatted about whatever crossed your mind.

“hey,” taehyun cut the conversation while he stared at the cars passing by “i need to tell you something.”

“sure... what is it?” you said keeping your eyes on the cars, slightly concerned by his serious tone. you both wouldn’t look at each other.

“i..” he paused. “i had feelings for you.”

you frowned and kept looking at the road, you were about to say something in response but he cut you off.

“but i don’t anymore. i liked you and it’s in the past.” he continued while avoiding your gaze. “you’re going out with nicholas and he’s my bestfriend. i don’t want to lose him, or you.” he states.

“i liked you too, a while back.” you stared at the cars going at a fast speed as you reflected on this. you recently had a feeling he liked and you kept it away for the same reasons as him. 

“it’s all in the past, right? we-” taehyun asked you, but it felt like he asked himself that too. “we’re good like this, right?”

“i-“ as you try and answer him, your uber calls. you look at the car and then back at him as you walk off, sighing. “i have to go.”

“how’s nicholas doing?” says taehyun from the other side of the bed, suddenly cutting your train of thought.

your best friend is doing his best to sober up and here you are thinking about useless things. get a grip y/n, you thought.

“he’s okay. haven’t seen him in a bit tho.” you reply while looking to the side. 

“oh. why?” he asks while staring at you. 

“i told him i didn’t want to see him for some time, i’ve got some stuff i need to sort out.” you sigh. why would he ask about him now? it annoyed you, for an unknown reason. “anyway, i think you’re feeling better aren’t you?”

he let out a small chuckle and he waved the empty water bottle at you. “yup, all thanks to you.”

he looked a bit tipsy but that was it. he definitely felt better and you deemed it to be the right time to leave the room. you stood up and rearranged your dress that had ridden up to your thighs. taehyun’s eyes lingered on them until he looked up to you. 

“wait, you're leaving?” he questions while looking disappointed. 

“yeah.. i think you’re good, so i'm gonna go back to my friends.” you answer while looking back at him and giving him a small smile. you turn your back and reach for the door until you feel something grab your hand.

“but i don’t want you to leave.” taehyun says as he grabs your hand and stands behind you.

you ground yourself and resist the urge to turn around. you can feel his breath behind you as he sighs. your cheeks start to warm up at the thought of him being close to you again. 

“can i-” he looks down “can i kiss you? please y/n” he says quietly. 

you turn around and look at him. your flustered expression must say it all since he talks again before you can reply. 

“just-” his eyes are fixed on yours “just once, it won't hurt us, i swear.” then, his eyes travel down to your lips.

“no..” you look down “taehyun i’m sorry but i don’t think that’s good neither of us.” you retort.

he sighs and lets go of your hand to run his hand through his hair in frustration. he felt bad after asking for that so shamelessly. “i’m sorry.”

you don’t know why but your heart aches. you know it wouldn’t be right so you reach for the door again, without looking back. you’re about to step but you pause and look down, burying your face in your palms. 

“fuck.” you groan in exasperation. you stood there for a few seconds until you could feel taehyun's smirk from behind you. 

taehyun’s eyes lock with yours as you turn your head to the side and you feel like your breath got caught in your throat. his eyes are slightly glossy as they burn into yours. you look down at his lips and then look back up to meet his piercing gaze.

“i knew you’d stay.” he whispers as he glares at you from the bed. he stands up and snatches your waist to hold you.

taehyun keeps pulling you into his embrace and you swear both of his hands on you, could break your waist. his touch makes your head spin and your breath quicken. 

“just a kiss.” he slurs as he joins his forehead with yours and presses his body closer to you, making you feel all of him. you feel the heat coming off his body, and his breath is so clear against you that it makes your face feel hot. adding the scent of vodka and sandalwood radiating off his body, you become gradually intoxicated by him.

“taehyun..” you hesitate. your voice comes out so low, that if it weren’t for the proximity between you both, he wouldn’t have heard it. “just one kiss.” you comply.

finally gaining confirmation, he wastes no time in grabbing the back of your neck to pull you closer and connect his lips with yours. his other hand travels down to grasp your hip with so much force it makes you let out a small gasp. taehyun’s kiss is ignited with desire. it’s so rough that it almost feels desperate. 

you feel like your legs are gonna give out any second with the way he handles you, turning into mush. his tongue slides against your bottom lip asking for permission, you let out a small moan as you open your mouth for him and he swears your moans could kill him. he never lets his mouth leave yours as he clumsily brings you to the bed in hurried movements.

he sits down and lifts you onto his lap without effort. god, those gym sessions really pay off, you think. his hands roam around your body and he feels whatever he can, making you let out shaky breaths between actions. your crotch lands on his suddenly causing friction. 

you moan at the sudden contact and you break the kiss. your eyes trail down his body: his ruffled hair, now red and puffy lips from all the kissing, his toned biceps, and lastly, his defined v-line exposed by his shirt that had ridden up. you felt a pool form between your legs as you stared at him in awe. 

taking advantage of your ogling, taehyun started doing the same to you. he studied your face, glowing with the glints of light that came into the room, then he observed your body, starstruck by the way your chest was heaving with each breath you took. it was as if he was memorizing every part of you, in fear of never seeing it again.

“a kiss isn’t enough.” he groans as he latches onto your neck and starts to kiss and bite every spot on it. “i need all of you.”

you latch onto him as his hands grip your ass, while he keeps his attack against your neck and collarbone, marking you. with one sharp bite on your collarbone your body reacts instinctively and you rub yourself against his crotch, making him let out a broken whimper.

“oh god” he says between bites. “you’re gonna kill me y/n.” he growls, holding on to your hips to keep them in place with so much force that you’re sure it will bruise you. 

“taehyun...” you call in a broken tone. “give me more.”  

he’s certain that he’s done for once those words leave your lips. he inches you closer to his crotch and makes you rub against it again, kissing you furiously. you pant, feeling his hot breath against your skin. he feels like his entire body is in flames, his mind clouded with you. your body, your voice, your scent, all of you, in his hold.

“don’t worry baby. i’ll give you everything.”

©kiztae 2023

hii do u think u could do a strength kink with taehyun pls !! i love ur works <333

STRENGTH KINK — k.taehyun

genre: gn!reader, wall sex, boyfriend!taehyun, making out, dirty talk?, strength kink (duh), sort of dom!taehyun, manhandling, degrading (if you quint), rough sex? idk what else to add. wc: 0.8k [requested]

a/n: might be a bit rushed, but i hope you enjoy anon! really wanted to try and post something, it's been too long.

song rec: too many nights

"i thought i told you not to tease me." taehyun sighed, lifting his gaze off his computer and down towards you.

he's right. he has told you several times not to mess with him when he's focused on something important, when he's working, or when he's stressed. right now, he was all of the above. but you couldn't hold back anymore, not when he looked so handsome while he sat on the couch, manspreading like never and furrowing his eyebrows ever so often.

"i'm not doing anything though?" you ask innocently, except there's no innocence in what you're doing. coming out of your room only in under garments and one of his t-shirts, that loosened up on you, but only showed off his muscles on him. sitting down in front of him in a position that "accidentally" exposed your underwear directly to him.

he can only sigh again, rubbing his temple with his fingers, and finally standing up. you wouldn't admit to him how excited that one action made you, but surely he knows it already. he knows you too well.

"you're not being good at all. what am i gonna do with you?" he says while coming up to stand in front of you, inching closer as he lets his arms rest on the couch, both hands right next to your head.

"are you going to punish me?" you mock slightly, casting out a small grin and locking your eyes with him as to taunt him.

"i guess i've been too soft." he starts, moving his hands down and taking your wrists, using them to turn you around and lay you down on the couch with too much ease. "i won't make the same mistake this time."

you could only let out a small gasp of air as he practically pinned you down on the couch effortlessly, hovering on top of you in seconds and staring down at you darkly. you knew your boyfriend was strong, you never doubted his physique and his strength. but he wasn't always this rough with you, he didn't manhandle you lust like this.

you wanted to say something, even do something, but you couldn't move. he took both of your wrists with his one hand and then traced down to your hip with the other one. "you're such a slut." he whispers, kissing down your neck and down to your collarbone, biting softly as he squeezed your wrists tighter when you'd squirm. "but you know how to play me." he purred against your lips as he came face to face with you, dropping his body weight onto you and kissing you. his lips were so soft, plump against yours as he devoured you slowly. his tongue pressed against your bottom lip, making you open your mouth and let him explore it further.

"please—" you breathed out between kisses, the ache between your thighs growing uncontrollably with every movement of his. "shhh. don't worry baby, i'll give it to you soon." he assures, his brows furrowed and the ghost of a smirk painting his face.

"be good for me, yeah?" he inquired, leaving your mouth and lowering himself down until he got to your chest.

after finishing his sentence, he let go of your hands and moved up to stand before the couch, once again staring down at you. except this time, his composure did not look as stern as before. his cheeks were faintly pink and his breathing was sped up, the look he was giving you showing nothing but pure hunger.

"get up."

"fuck, you're so wet." he hissed, the slapping of his skin against yours echoing in the room.

it only took a few motions for taehyun to grab you and manhandle you into the position you're in right now. pressed against the wall, your hands pinned above your head, the grip on them bruising you, one of your legs lifted up by him as he helps you stand up.

"it's too much. please tae—" you gasp out, barely able to mutter out those words as every thrust he lands takes away your breath and very little stability you had.

"you can take it." he chuckles, a choked out moan coming out of him right after, the feeling of his orgasm inching closer.

"i don't know how you're still going— it's been three times." you mutter between whines, your eyes threatening to spill tears.

"i'll never get enough of you." the ruthless man said against your cheek before pressing a messy peck on it, completely opposed to his borderline animalistic pounding and force on you.

"now shut up and take it. you knew it'd be like this." he switches up, letting go of your wrists to place his hand on your hip and push into you with, god, even more strength. your hands found shelter on top of his broad shoulders and his toned arms, grabbing onto whatever you could so you wouldn't fall.

he was right, again. you kind of knew it'd be like this. but you didn't mind, if anything, you liked him like this. moving you around like a rag doll, touching you mindlessly without noticing the vicious grip he had every time he'd grasp you.

"please don't stop— force me."

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© kiztae, 2023

i love your new layout so much 🥹🥹🥹

if you're willing, i was wondering if you could either put your request count and/or list of wips in your pinned so we have an idea of your workload and what's alr been requested before requesting? you don't have to if u don't want to its just an idea!!

ty anon! that's sweet. <3 sure, i'll add it in a bit. i appreciate the thoughtful suggestion!