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Do you fancy some Taehyung smut this evening? If yes, here is 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. 

idol Taehyung 

you’re my home (…coming soon…)

Taehyung X Reader (smut)

After a few months of dating, Taehyung knew you were his home.

“Yeah, the privacy what he loved about you. You were his privacy.“

genre/warnings: smut, WILL BE UPDATED

i am mad

Taehyung x Reader (smut)

Your longing turns into craving

“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.”

genre/warnings: smut, established relationship, !idoltae, switch!tae, !switchreader, Sir-Babygirl play, minor footplay over clothes, light talk about punishment, handcuffing Taehyung, making out, sex toys, exhibitionism (no 3rd person involve), writing on skin, a short talk about possible infidelity (no heartbreaking stuff), boob play (Tae is a boob guy, change my mind, male pubes (if it is even a warning), dick riding, dirty talk, edging, unprotected sex, what else idk???    

Sweet Welcoming

Taehyung x Reader (smut)

Taehyung comes back home and you missed him a lot.

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

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OMG this really blew up!!! 

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. 

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. 

“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. 

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

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. 

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. 

“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. 

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Chapter 1: Needy Love (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

“I am promised to you, Taehyung.” Your engagement ring shined as you took off your earrings and undone your hair.

“You are…” Taehyung hugged you from behind. His hands wrapped around your waist. “My promised girl…”

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader   

summary: 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. 

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

genre/warnings: period fic (bad attempt), Taehyung tries to be gentleman and he cares about virginity and stuff, Y/N is needy as hell but she is clueless, some clit action, there is no penetration, attempt to handjob or smth like that, it is not that spicy but they are needy whores.

word count: 13K

Chapter 1:  Needy Love

Chapter 2: Tae-time

A/N1:  It is the week before finals so that means I have to write a smut!! Please don’t mind spelling and grammar errors.

A/N2:  If you like to check my other work: Sweet Welcoming , Norway , i am mad, you’re mine, take a break, concert rush and my masterlist. Take care and stay safe.

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 “I leave the keys on- here.” After placing your suitcase on the ground, the housekeeper left the keys on the bedside table and looked at Taehyung for approval. 

Taehyung was standing tall in front of you, “Thank you.” 

“We have running hot water in the bathroom. If you like, I can bring more wood for the fireplace, sir.” The man continued, his white beard and chubby cheeks welcomingly smiling. Taehyung shook his head no. The only thing he wanted was to be alone with you. 

“Of course, sir.” The man bowed to him and walked to the door. “Our dinner service starts at 7 pm and lasts until the first lights of the morning. We would love to see you in our weekly recitals tonight. Our pianist is the best, travelling from Petrograd.” The housekeeper finally left the room after completing his job and announcement. 

As soon as the man left the room, you let out a long puff. Taehyung followed the man and locked the door, putting the safety handle on. “I am actually soaked,” You complained, trying to take your brown coat off that weighed double as it was completely wet. 

Taehyung couldn’t help but find you adorable. “Let me help you, my darling.” He said, hands finding your shoulders. When his large palms touched your skin, you felt electricity strike through your muscles.

Taehyung smiled at your reaction and helped you remove your undercoat as well. The two thick layers of clothing were gone, but now you felt freezing cold. As soon as Taehyung pulled the right arm off, you ran to the burning fireplace.

“I don’t think I've felt this cold since I was in Moscow.” You groaned at the feeling of warmth coming from the burning woods. 

“I am sorry, darling, I didn’t know it would rain this terribly. If not, I would have postponed our train.” Taehyung followed you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You let out another pleased grunt, “No, I loved our little adventure.” You touched his hands clutching your stomach. It was beyond wonderful running in the rain with his large hand holding yours.  “You should remove your coat as well, Taetae.” You turned your face to him and palmed his large shoulders— just because you could. Taehyung didn’t want to wet your blouse any further, so he got rid of his long coat in one single motion and returned to your touch quickly after. 

You hugged his chest, stealing more warmth from him. He engulfed you in his embrace, allowing you to feel his heartbeat. You felt secure in his large arms. He silenced the world with his heartbeat and sweet musky smell.

“It is the classic London weather, right?” You rubbed your face to his chest. “Yes,” He giggled, chest vibrating under your ear. 

“Yet it is very concerning. Ships might not leave ports for a few days.” He caressed your back gently as he spoke. 

Your untimely visit to England had a very joyful purpose despite the gloomy weather. Taehyung’s eldest cousin’s wedding cheerful contrast all problems. 

Taehyung’s mother informed you and Taehyung after Youngsun’s engagement was announced that you two would attend in their name. You were expecting a big family trip, just like you were a kid, but the fact that she was a widow remarrying was enough to hurry the wedding with little guests. After hearing your families’ remark, you took it upon yourself to make sure Youngsun had at least one cheering friend. That’s how you and Taehyung travelled to England at the end of October. Two of you had spent the last two months travelling together as an engaged couple, and it had been wonderful. 

“We could stay here for a bit, don’t you think, fiancée?” He said while swaying your body to the sides. “We couldn’t spend a lot of time together lately and I would love to take my fiancée to the best restaurants in central London.” 

“I would love to visit Hyde Park too. I wonder how it has changed since last I came here.” You pouted, there was no way you could with this rain.

“Sure, my love.” Taehyung kissed your slightly cold cheeks. “But first we have to go to a shop. I know a very good hat maker here.” He caressed your chin as you looked at him in excitement. 

“We have a deal then.” You tried to shake his hand as he playfully dodged it. “Shake your hand on it, Tae!” You whined.

“Promise to shop and have dinner. Not to visit Hyde Park.” He loved annoying you, oh, so dearly. “We can come here before the next Regatta, okay? Then you can run in the muddy grass all you want.” He kissed your eyelids while you let him hold your face.

“We won’t have time next spring.” You mumbled excitedly. Taehyung playfully gasped, “Oh, right. We will be busy with wedding preparations.” He kissed your grinning face. “Then, we can come here on our honeymoon. What do you say?” His tone was going deeper and deeper. You couldn’t help your lady bits get excited about the word honeymoon. 

“But we won’t have the energy to leave our room.” Taehyung kissed your earlobe. A shiver ran down your spine. His lips kissed the side of your neck as your breathing sped up. 

Taehyung’s nose hit the ends of your hair. They were damp with rain. “Do you want to have a bath, fiancée?” He whispered into your ear in his low voice. His intentions were not entirely dirty. He simply wanted you to relax since it was his fault that the two of you were caught in the rain. You shivered when his lips touched your cold ears. A scorching hot bath would be awesome right now. 

“Are you going to keep me company?” You kissed his chin while smiling largely. Taehyung bit down his lip, of course, you had to make his sexual request very sexual.

“You know, I have been a good girl for you,” You shamelessly confessed. In the last weeks, Taehyung was busy taming you and himself.  

He giggled, how could you be this adorable and sexy at the same time? 

“Please Taehyungie, I am craving you…” Your core was lightened the first time Taehyung touched you, but now that he mentioned a bath, you were on fire.

Taehyung kissed your forehead and slightly squeezed your body in his arms. 

This was his biggest struggle too. Maybe, it was a price to pay as he found his soulmate. Even though both of you are engaged now, Taehyung still didn’t have you truly despite your very tempting efforts. 

He craved you— more than you craved him— but he was too afraid of scaring you, hurting you, getting you pregnant… He knew what your parents expected from him. They knew Taehyung’s sloppy past with a couple of women. If Taehyung were to act like before, it would be the last time he sees you.

But that didn’t mean he make you stay hopeless. He indulged your fantasies from time to time and allowed you to release your sexual frustration. Also, it was great training for Taehyung as he lasted two minutes at most.

“You know-” You stopped his repetitive excuses with a scoff and changed the subject. It was starting to feel humiliating as you craved him insanely.

“I don’t think I have the energy left for a bath, but I should definitely change my clothes- ugh and my shoes too.” You grimaced and released his body.

Taehyung fell over you slightly, “You should, baby, let me help you get your shoes off.” He said, getting on one knee. 

Your breath hitched when Taehyung lowered himself and caressed your legs over your long skirt. Then, he carefully bent one of your knees and placed your feet on his knee and opened the laces. He worked as if you were a precious piece of diamond. 

"Thank you, Taetae." You shyly said as he got rid of your soaked shoes and placed them in front of the fireplace. Then, he sat on the armchair, watching you open your suitcase. 

You pulled out a new outfit for yourself, this time a one-piece navy dress with sleek shoulders. After pulling many white pieces of cotton, which were your undergarments, you drew the curtains of the room.

 Taehyung didn’t understand what you were going to do until you unbuttoned your blouse. You were undressing in front of him as if it was a casual thing. Taehyung had seen you half-naked before, he was blessed to catch glimpses of your skin. However, he had never seen you undress. You always had plenty of maids around you and he wasn’t really allowed into your room in your aunt’s house. 

But here you were, taking off your white blouse in front of him while standing in front of a mirror. As your white lace blouse was carefully placed over one of the empty hangers, your arms and necks were bare. Taehyung’s dick wished to be bare as your arms. 

While Taehyung placed his arms over his crotch to disguise his growing crotch, you were busy taking off your gored skirt. Its hemline was ruined by dirt. 

Under your skirt, you had a petticoat. You remembered your aunt’s maid pulling on it harshly as she said your waist will appear very thin, mademoiselle. But now you were struggling to pull the strings free. Only if you didn’t cut your nails recently, you would be able to do it. As your arms become sore from stretching back, you took a step closer and turned your back to the mirror to have a better view. 

Taehyung stared at your small and defined figure for so long that he didn’t think about helping you. He drooled over your body until you asked him for help. “For the love of God, let me out of this petticoat.” You groaned, a layer of sweat already on your skin. Taehyung got up by holding onto his knees. It would be so embarrassing if you noticed his erection. He felt guilty about popping an erection while you were being so domestic and natural around him.

Taehyung's hands found the two elastic strings. “It is too tight, darling.” He shared his observations quietly, but you shivered at the words. Would he say that while you two… have sex? Would you be tight for him? Taehyung swallowed thickly, realising what he said. 

Up close your skin was even smoother. It took everything in Taehyung not to ogle. “I can’t believe women are forced to wear such restricted garments,” he said, desperately wanting to touch your skin, but he took steps back, hoping his erection would go down quickly.

You nodded, “Could you help me with my corset too?” You asked while taking off your petticoat. Taehyung had already started diverting his eyes while his hands stuffed into his pockets. 

“Oh- It’s okay, I’ll call the-um…” You felt your neck burn with embarrassment as he avoided touching you, and you were thinking it would be okay to change clothes in front of him. The hotel’s owner's wife had offered a helper lady, but you denied it without giving it a thought. Now, you wouldn’t be able to ask for room service as you were already undressed.

“Could you ask one-” Your voice sounded weak. A sudden dry throat didn’t allow you to speak. You clutched at your chest, trying to cover yourself as Taehyung turned his head to the side. Why didn’t he look at you? Were you not pretty or flattered in your undergarments?

Taehyung could easily pick up the sad tone in your voice. “I can help you further if- if you don’t mind, my darling.” 

Even though the words came from his heart, from his sole desire to take care of you, they didn’t sound sincere to you. You worried that he thought you were using him.

“The housekeepers must be very busy. This place is overbooked…” Taehyung took a step closer to you, his eyes laid on the silky corset cover and the corset itself, tightly secured on your body.

“Taehyung-” You took a deep breath and folded your arms under your breasts. Then, Taehyung looked you in the eyes.

“You don’t have to do anything just because I want to. I don’t want to force things on you. That- that would make me a very bad person.” You grew angry when he averted his eyes again.

“Darling, that is not my intention.” He took another step closer to you, but this time you turned your back to him as his words rang in your ears. Your hands returned to your back to find the knot in the middle. There were four strings knotted cross two times. As you didn’t see which side to start, you mindlessly pulled on one of the ends. Thankfully, the corset became a bit looser to give you enough space to move in. You drew your hands to the front to hook off the corset from the front side. You tried to pull your stomach and chest in to give yourself ease but still, the knots in the back were too tight. 

You scoffed, your own corsets—the ones you used as a nurse never had these problems. You could take them off in a breeze as they were knotted on the front and less complicated. However, your mother had discarded them saying you were no longer part of the working class. You were an aristocratic daughter trapped in her stupid corset.

Taehyung didn’t want you to struggle and he replaced your hands with his. “I am sorry, my love. Please allow me.” His breath hit your neck and as an unashamed girl, you felt aroused in seconds. 

As he loosened the strings in the middle, you let out a deep breath. Finally, the tightness on your chest was gone as you took off your strict undergarment.

“We can eat dinner in our room if you like.” Taehyung patted your sides. It worried him how you seemed yellow all of a sudden. Was it because of your tight corset? 

You shook your head no, “I don’t min-d.” Taehyung furrowed his brows at how shaky your voice was. Your nose was red as well as your whole bare neck.

“Darling?” He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you to his chest. You whimpered; Taehyung buried his nose into your bare neck. “I always want to touch you; you must know that. Please don’t feel ashamed. I always want to feel your flesh on mine all the time. But you must also know how you affect me…” He said, eliciting a scoff from you. Your effect on him? Does he mean his pure aversion?

“Do you know how frustrating it is to keep getting denied?” You asked with a pout. Taehyung opened his eyes while his face was still buried in your neck. He could see the swell of your breasts very easily, so he immediately shut his eyes back. 

“Do you know how frustrating it is to walk around like… this?” Taehyung pressed your lower back to his crotch. You immediately felt his erection, positioned against his abdomen. You squeaked.

“You make me insane, Y/N.” He caressed your back. “And you have the audacity to sulk at your future husband. Must I stay on my knees every single moment to prove my love to you?” Taehyung bit down your neck, and you shivered. 

“It is not my fault that I desire you uncontrollably, Taehyung.” You continued pouting. Taehyung ran his thumb on your bottom lip and groaned at your confession. 

“Oh my sweet, baby,” he murmured while looking at your red cheeks. He couldn’t understand a young woman’s endless needy burn. “Don’t baby me,” You pushed his hand with a pout. Why didn't he see you as a desirable woman? 

Taehyung looked at you in shock when you pushed him, “My darling, your desires are reciprocated. I feel the same desire, if not more…” He pulled you in again, laying your forehead on his lips. He pressed a few innocent kisses, “It would be such a crime if I didn’t yearn you, my gorgeous love. But you must understand why I refrain-” His low and steady voice didn’t ease you.

“But you enjoyed your time with other ladies without refraining yourself. Am I not simply enough for you or not as important as them?” Oh, there was the deep jealousy you harboured for every woman he ever laid his eyes on. “Maybe I should have spent my endless night in the arms of many men, and then you could maybe understand how I feel.”

Taehyung hissed with a bad taste in his mouth, “No woman in this world is comparable to you. Your worth in my heart is never a subject to question. There is only you now and forever.” 

You shrugged, no matter how much he said he was loyal to you, you couldn’t extinguish your flaming jealousy. “I-” You held yourself from arguing any further. One said that wife’s endless bickering caused the man’s life. 

“I simply crave you endlessly, and I-I wish we could be more- physical like you were with other women in your life.” Taehyung’s arms sank. 

“But I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want, Taehyung. I understand.” You pressed a simple innocent kiss to his hand on your face and kindly returned to your clothes on the chair.

Taehyung gulped, his erection further throbbed. “It is not that I don’t want you, my love. I am afraid that I will hurt you, or that I will cause a big fiasco and damage your honour.” He explained calmly. “I want your soul and I want your body. I want you more than anything.” 

“I am promised to you, Taehyung.” Your engagement ring shined as you took off your earrings and undone your hair.

“You are…” Taehyung hugged you from behind. His hands wrapped around your waist. “My promised girl…” He kissed your hair. He looked at you through the mirror ahead of you two. 

“Gosh, how sexy you are…” Taehyung’s hand shook as he carefully caressed your stomach and he kept kissing your neck.

You smiled at him sweetly and continued to brush your hair in the small space he gave you. 

“Your smell is truly exciting, baby. It is such a sweet drug, it heals me.” His hand held the hair brushed sweetly and smelt it. “My love,” His eyes were closed, otherwise you could see them roll back. 

“You should change into your clothes too, Taehyung.” You knew giving him a cold shoulder wasn’t the most mature thing you could do. But it hurt you endlessly to see him so unaffected. 

Taehyung understood your thoughts from your voice and pressed a final kiss to your neck, “I love you, Y/N.” His voice was not loud but very clear.

You smiled at him back, and rubbed his hand on your stomach, “I love you too, Taehyungie.” Despite your momentary annoyance, your love for him was undeniable. 

Taehyung let out a long, relaxed breath. He might have cried if you didn’t say I love you back. He reluctantly released your body from his arm, you shivered at the cold air after his body left.

Taehyung returned to the suitcase, his clothes were mixed with yours. He tried to pull some decent clothing. He picked up his dark brown velvet suit and returned to the mirror. 

He was going to undress in front of him as you did. However, you avoided Taehyung’s eyes. You walked to the single chair in front of the fireplace, Taehyung only saw your side profile.

Your reasoning was quite simple. You didn’t want to provoke yourself any further. Taehyung knew that, but he wanted more, just like you.  “You can’t look at me too, darling?” Despite his understanding, Taehyung was slightly offended. 

“I just feel very cold, my love.” Your extra sweet voice tried to cover your bitter mind as the fireplace warmed your rigid muscles.

Taehyung wasn’t a quitter, he walked around the chair and stood in front of you. You dropped your head back to look at his large figure. His large hands caressed your face, dragging your bottom lip down. 

“Don’t sulk at me.” His voice was stern but hinted a glimpse of playfulness. You dropped your tongue out and pressed against his thumb to provoke him.

“You little coquette,” He inserted his pointer finger into your mouth instead. He watched you as you glided his long digit slowly between your wet lips.

“Is this what you wanted, baby?” He asked sternly again as he pushed his finger against your rhythm. Your mouth pushed him immediately as a reflex. 

“Is this why you are being so naughty?” He leaned in and whispered into your ear. 

“It is not my fault if my fiancé can’t meet my needs.” You challenged while drooling into his hand. Taehyung’s eyes fluttered, the lengths you would go to make him lose his mind was impossible. 

“Do you think I can’t meet your needs? Huh? Let’s see,” He mumbled, sliding your sleeves off your shoulders. Your soft breasts were welcomed by the warm air coming from the fireplace. 

Taehyung hissed at the sight of them, sitting there pretty, juicy… You watched his expression very closely. The side of his mouth pulled to the sides, normally he would bite down his lips to conceal his hungry expression, but he didn’t do that now. He let his hunger read by your eyes.

“You think I can’t meet your needs?” He asked as lowered his hands to his sides, his low voice never sounded this drenched with sexual frustration. 

You pushed your chest out instinctively to make him touch them. “Maybe…” you mumbled a lie. 

“Get up, my love.” He ordered, voice far from cold. You followed excitedly. Taehyung’s eyes gazed at your knobby nipples. He wanted to wrap his mouth around them now… 

“Can I kiss you?” He asked when you were raised up to your feet. His gentleman side made you smirk, for a second you had thought he was gonna be rough with you. 

“Yes.” You answered with a pout, only his unbuttoned shirt at your eye level.

“Look me in the eyes.” You heard Taehyung gulp. When your eyes met his, you saw not an angry or frustrated man- you saw a man in love. 

“Taehyung…” You sighed his name under his caring caramel eyes, leaning towards his body. You sighed again when your bare chest touched his almost naked one. 

His hand held your chin delicately, “My love…” He sighed back while his eyes danced around your face. He looked at you as if he was seeing his own God. 

“My love.” You nuzzled into his hand. It was when Taehyung aimed for your lips. 

This was not your first kiss. However, every single one of them made you lose your mind, your breath. His lean lips were mostly messy when he kissed you. Despite every bit of control Taehyung had, he became a desperate lover in disguise. But this time Taehyung’s kiss was calculated. He overwhelmed you with his tongue and pulled back right after.

Every time he pulled back, he pulled your body onto him. Your legs didn’t even try to support you as they cutely trembled every second you spent lips locked with your husband-to-be. His title made you grow hungrier. 

“Ahh,” You whined, clasping your hands more securely to his shoulders. Taehyung felt how you were trying to climb onto him. He bit your lip down, “Tae-” You gasped, immediately pulling back. However, Taehyung chased you immediately, sucking your lip, and invading your mouth with his large, thick tongue once again.

As you were comprehending his warm tongue in your mouth, his large hands wrapped around your thighs. And with a simple tug, Taehyung picked you up.

A scream let your mouth, he never had done that before. “Be quiet, baby.” He warned you as your stomach clenched at the anticipation. You hugged him tighter, “How could you- do- what?” You looked around in his arms, legs locked around his waist. Everything seemed different… a lot smaller.

Taehyung scoffed, “Pick you up? You weigh like a leaf, baby.” Taehyung’s hands held you on your asscheeks. He pulled you even higher, and for the first time he was reaching up to kiss you.

“Tae-h-yung..” You moaned the second and melted on his lips. As you sloppily kissed his lips, Taehyung carried you to the bed a few steps ahead. His thighs hit the bedside. He smirked with anticipation, “I am gonna show you how well I can meet your needs.” 

You looked him in the eyes just before he dropped you to bed. You immediately hold yourself on your elbows to watch him. Taehyung pulled off his button-up, making the little buttons rip apart. 

You gasped and watched him like his good girl. “Up, baby.” Taehyung got on the bed and pulled you over the pillows. “Let me kiss you everywhere, huh?” He said before diving into your neck. With his whole body weight on you, it felt like you could burst at any moment. 

Your lips said gibberish, “Taehyung, baby, baby…” He hummed every time you called his name.  He sucked along the vein on your neck, feeling your frantic heartbeat when he pressed your tongue on it.

“I own your pleasure just like I own you.” He whispered into your skin. You pulled his hair back, “Yes, yes, you own me, Ta-eh-yung.”

He smirked knowingly, “Say it again, my little slut.”

“You have me, Taehyung.” You gasped out, desperately trying to kiss his lips. “Hmm,” Taehyung’s attention was on somewhere else.

Your nipples were the next. He kissed around one of your nipples, chin grazing over it. Your soft nipples slowly got erected as Taehyung warmly breathed over your wet skin.

“S-so gg-od-d,” You writhed against the mattress and layers of bedding. Without a doubt, he licked a small stripe on your nipple.

A series of moans left your mouth after one single lick, and you pulled on his brown hair. “Do you like that, baby?” He asked you and gave you another small timid lick. This time, you let out a guttural moan. “You are so naughty. You do everything to get me angry and rail you like a whore. Is that what you want, huh? You want to be my whore?” Taehyung spitted the words with his deep low voice that melted your insides. His hips rutted against you. You nodded vigorously as he laughed.

“My baby, my lovely fiancée and my little whore…” He licked around your nipple slowly, eyes fixed on the brownish-pink knobby nipple. “My virgin whore… hmm?”

You squeaked, “Yes, yes, your whore, I am yours!” Taehyung faked a gasp at your words. “You have such a bad mouth-” Taehyung tried to discipline you, but you knew it better.

“Maybe you should stuff it with your dick, Taehyung?” Your smart mouth did you good when Taehyung buried his face into your chest again with a groan. He kissed and bit every bit of skin he could reach. “Dirty girl… What happened to my sweet innocent babygirl?”  Your warm smooth skin was enough to have Taehyung have uncountable fantasies. His cum on your skin sounded more than he could ever fantasize.  

“Taehyung, don’t mark- Oh my God….” You tried to resist his sinning mouth. 

“I will mark you the way I want. You are mine after all…” Taehyung brushed his nose along your jaw. 

“But my maids!” You insisted but turned your head to the side so his mouth could take advantage. 

“Then you shall not have maids, my love. After all, I am the only one who is responsible for you. I will dress you every morning.” He groaned into your ear, one of his legs was between your thighs and your hips were trying to hump him.

“Oh, are you needy, my love?” He asked as he pinned your hips to the bed. You moaned in frustration. “Are you rubbing your sweet juices onto me?” Taehyung always made you ride his thigh and dirty his clothes. Then, he touched himself with wet patches on his pants, imagining your sweet weight on him.

“See it for yourself…” You cried as his mouth kept sucking little roses to your breasts.

“Mhmm, my sweet love… Can I taste it for myself?” He rubbed his nose where he just sucked a pink bruise. 

You mewled an answer. Taehyung cooed, “Isn’t this what you wanted all month, Y/N? You teased me so brutally.” 

Taehyung watched you hiccup as his warm breath blew onto your knobby nipple. “Such a sexy woman I have. Absolutely ravishing.” He took your nipple in his mouth and groaned while sucking it in his warm mouth.

Your back arched into his mouth, your hands were pushing him on the shoulders when the sensation got too hot and pulling him back when you craved it. You thought the pleasure was unbearable. “Taetae,” You mewled. One of your hands brushed your hair out of your face. 

“Mhmm, fiancée…My whore…” Taehyung let you pull him off your chest. You heaved when he hovered over you. “What do you want, baby?” He asked. 

Your eyes blinked open, “I want you. I want you so much, Taehyung.” 

“Where do you want me, babygirl?” He raspily asked.

“Between my legs…” Your cheeks burnt like oak wood on a winter night. Taehyung laughed through his nose, “Tell me where, baby.” He kissed your earlobe. You couldn’t bring yourself to say where it is, and Taehyung knew that.

“Is it somewhere sinful, baby?” Taehyung loved playing into your innocence, the more he played into it, the needier you became. You nodded, suddenly the confident sexy persona of yours had melted into a puddle at Taehyung’s feet.

“Mhmm, I could have guessed since you…” He took a big breath in your neck, “you are still rubbing yourself to be like a little slut….” He kissed the top of your shoulders. 

“What are you, baby?” He asked, eyes expecting an answer. 

You choked out your answer, “I am yo- girlf-riend…” Taehyung immediately tsked, his lips brushed yours, hands caressed your shoulders as you whined. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are my slut, my fucking wife-to-be…” 

You gasped as his hand wrapped around your neck, “My pliant little fiancée, you are so good for me… sitting with my family prettily, being a good girl,  knitting for me too. Mhmm? You are going to be the best wife, right?” His veiny strong hand only looked like he was squeezing, however, he was gently holding your neck, feeling your throat gulp. 

“I am going to have a beautiful wife…” He looked at your teary eyes as you nodded vigorously. Taehyung groaned, you were his… He could have you the way he wanted. 

“Can you take my trousers off, princess?” He babied you with his head tilted to the side. You nodded eagerly, “Free me.” You patted his hand on your neck. Taehyung released you in a second and his hand went to your bare boobs. His large, long hand engulfed one of them easily and slightly squeezed it. Despite the heat pooling in your underwear, you followed his request. 

You had undressed him before, but excitement struck you nevertheless. Taehyung smirked at your excitement, “Can you do it, my love?” He rose to his knees, his free hand brushing your shaky ones.

“I have undressed many men, Taehyung.” You wanted to sound clever and refer to your job at the military hospital, but Taehyung looked displeased. 

“You are only to undress your husband from now on.” He looked at your eager hands at the top of his crotch.

Despite your said experience, you were shaking like a leaf with excitement. “But I have never undressed such a handsome man like you, fiancé.” Calling him by his title still made your insides tickle. 

Taehyung responded by only patting your hair, thankfully your precise hands sided with you and took care of the one button in a blink. Before you could take it off completely, Taehyung’s hand wrapped around your hair and pulled it back.

“Where is your manners, baby?” His low demanding voice made your pussy cream itself. You cried another whine out, “Please?” You asked with a timid voice.

Taehyung’s eyes closed when he brought his fingers to caress your lips. Your lips immediately fell open to greet his long slender digits. Taehyung bit inside of his cheeks, your mouth was so tempting, warm, wet. Your pretty tongue came out and licked his thumb. 

Taehyung hissed at the contact and memorized its texture immediately.  “More?” You asked right after you wrapped your lips around his thumb. This was your time to tease him more, make him unforgettably hard that he will suffer from that boner for years.

“Baby,” He needed to get on track otherwise you were going to make him orgasm. “Be a good girl and lay back…” Taehyung took his thumb out and held your chin. His low voice excited you, a playful hitch left your throat.

You laid back with him following you. His upper body pressed yours, his insanely warm skin pressing your cold one was enough to get your eyes rolling. “Mhmm, isn’t this nice, baby?” He asked you, eyes locked on your lips. Your hands wrapped around his neck and brought his lips onto yours. 

He smiled when he hovered his lips over you, he could feel your heartbeat against his chest. “You want to kiss me again, darling?” He brushed your nose with yours.

You pulled his hair slightly, “Taehyung.” You tried to sound demanding but his insanely hot body on top of yours made it impossible. He didn’t wait too long and connected your lips together.

Oh, his sweet, velvety lips… He was the definition of smoothness, charm and oh, loveliness. Your heart poured out when he slowly started to kiss you. Despite his slightly hard and mocking tone earlier, he melted inside your mouth like hot chocolate.

“Such a good kisser.” Taehyung was loving the way you kissed him back, giving your everything back to him eagerly. You shivered at his compliment.

“Learned from the best.” Your breath hit Tae’s now wet lips. Taehyung chuckled and then buried his face into the crook of your neck. He took a big whiff, followed by a sensual groan as if he had his favourite meal for dinner.

“Taehyung…” you bucked your hips up to him. “I want to be good for you.” Taehyung’s eyes rolled back in his head, his lip tingled from your needy statement. 

“You do, kitten?” His voice was unclear, pressing wet suck onto your shoulder.

You were an absolute mess, no matter how much he kissed you before. “My love,” Taehyung sighed as he lost track. His hips subtly bucked up to yours, lowly mewling as your half-bare skin touched his trousers. 

“Please take off your trousers completely, baby” You begged him as his clothed member rubbed you. Oh, how big he was, only the swift touch was enough to remember how gifted Taehyung was. He was large enough to make you lose your breath and mind.

Taehyung let your hands find their way to his trousers, “Baby…” He growled when your finger brushed around his head. You circled the large meaty tip while whining.

Taehyung leaked as you touched him and ruined his underwear. You bit your lip at the sight of his aroused face. He rarely gave you this much time to touch him. You tried your luck by going down his shaft. 

Taehyung followed your fingers with a low growl, which made you retract your fingers. His animal-like whine was definitely out of the need for you. It did stroke your ego. “Hands off, love.”

After your hands pulled back, Taehyung brought his hands onto your clothed waist. Your chemise was pooling around your waist and covering your private areas from his eyes. That didn’t mean Taehyung didn’t feel the heat radiating from it. Your pretty cunt was burning against his thigh. Most probably it was messy with your juices. Taehyung’s hips bucked up to you at the thought, he licked his lips. 

“Baby,” he ran his hand from your waist along your sides. You held your breath in as he caressed the cotton fabric of your undergarment. 

He smoothly ran down, and both of you hitched when your bare skin touched his. Taehyung felt your smooth skin as you shivered at his numbing fingertips. Taehyung drew circles on your thighs and momentarily rubbed your knees to warm them up.

His touch was the opposite of soothing. Your heartbeat was beyond any normality, breathing hard as a stallion after a Sunday race.

“Let’s play a game, Y/N.” He cockily said. “Everywhere I touch with my fingers, I have to kiss too…” 

You only heard his hands gliding up to your thighs to your hips after that. Your thighs pressed together instinctively, but he already had his hands between them. You let out a long, high moan. His hands were inches away from your heat. If you could buck up, his fingers would touch your heat.

So you did. “Tae!” It almost sounded like a cry. “Yes, baby” he answered sweetly as he ran his finger inside your thigh, collecting a taste while he perfectly managed to block your attempts. He mockingly laughed.

“I can already smell your taste, baby.” Taehyung licked his lips. You clenched your thighs even harder, locking his hand between them harder. 

Taehyung laughed lowly, signs of adoration were apparent. “Baby, spread your legs.”

His low voice made your thighs lock even harder, you bit your lip, ready to face the consequences. “I can’t…” You whined. Every muscle on your body was convulsing excitedly. 

Taehyung rubbed your hip with his free hand, “Why is that, baby? Don’t you want me to touch your…” He brought his lips right to your ear, “touch your little pussy? Make her so wet for me, cream for me, huh?” 

He didn’t need to do anything, you already started pushing out more warm juice. Taehyung was pleased with your reaction. “Even my words are enough to get you soaking, baby. Do you still think I can’t please you?” He rubbed the smallest circle against your pelvic bone. He could imagine your creamy juices rubbing up there, lips enclosing that beautiful pearl. 

“Spread…” Taehyung was ready to let his horny side take over him, that was what you wanted. “It is me, baby. Don’t be shy.” He pecked your lips. “I will pleasure you, my love, just like the way you were begging me…” 

You squeezed his hand even harder, you were being ridiculous. He was right, you were begging him to touch you all the time, and now don’t let him feel you.  “But Taehyung was a patient man…” you thought. And very handsome… Your real-life prince, your one true love, your soulmate… 

“Can you kiss me, my love?” You asked him in a small voice coated with arousal.

Taehyung groaned at the pet name, he would do everything as long as you called him my love. He connected your lips in a second, taking his sweet time despite the hard erection he had. 

This time Taehyung kissed you like he was hugging your lips with his. He was rubbing your waist with his free hand, his chest grazing over yours sweetly. To his surprise, your thighs were still quivering; but they were slightly open now, giving his hand space to move.

“Do you trust me, baby?” Taehyung backed off as you chased his lips. Your swollen lips were attached to his chin. “Yes, yes, I do, my love.” You answered with a breath. Your confidence and trust in him aroused Taehyung even more. You were so ready to give yourself to him. 

“Do you want me to guide you, darling?” His question confused you. Yes, he was supposed to guide you. What sort of a question was that?

Taehyung saw your confusion, “Do you want me to tell you what I am going to do or would you like to be surprised?” He explained further without messing up your mood. 

You nodded, “I want to be surprised… but, but-” Taehyung watched you speak eyes closed. “But I want you to talk to me.” 

If your eyes were open, you could see how much you made Taehyung gulp. “Do you want me to talk dirty to you?” Taehyung placed his forehead next to your ear. He could easily whisper into your ear like this. 

“Do you want me to say how much  I want to play with this pussy?” You anticipated the touch. Your hips were trying to chase his fingers but Taehyung’s firm body made you slightly immobile. 

“Yes, yes. Please, please..” You cried out in pleasure. Your hands were securely planted on his shoulders, trying to move his body on yours.

“Oh, I will tell you then. I will tell you how many times I imagined these lips would feel…” Taehyung touched your outer lips with a hiss. Just like he imagined they were drenched. Your reaction was similar, your body jolted up at the contact. 

“Ha-ah, did y-yo-u reall-yy?” You asked. His growl was enough of an answer. “You have no idea...” He shushed you with a wet kiss and continued his dirty ministrations. There were more than a few moments where he fucked his fist while imagining painting your sweet cunt with his seed.

Your back arched deeply at the next swipe, this time his thumb nestled between your soaking, warm lips. “Tae…hyung.” You breathed out to his face. His firm body was the only thing that was keeping you bound to the bed. 

Taehyung muttered some curses under his breath, “Taehyung…” You held the root of his hair as he started to move his fingers. His thumb found your clit very easily, “That’s the pretty pearl, huh?” 

You gasped, how could something so little could be this shaking? You quivered in sweet sensation. “It is magical, right?” He asked as he pressed the pad of his thumb. 

“Yeah… It feels.. mhm. Taehyung!” Taehyung watched your pleasure crumble. “You became such a needy girl. You want me to touch this little clit until it breaks, huh?” He kissed your pout as your teary eyes opened and found him. 

He was the definition of your pleasure. You couldn’t be mad if he broke your things. “Let me feel you, baby…” He murmured, Taehyung had more in mind than just rubbing your pleasure spot. 

“Let me feel these butterflies…” He closed his eyes and tried to imagine them as his pointer finger stroked your inner lips lightly. Your reaction was another high-pitched cry and endless tugs. Letting him have all the power was comforting at all times; but when he teased, Taehyung was infuriating. You almost wished he let you ride his thigh. 

“Ohh, they are so wet too, baby.” Taehyung followed them until very down, feeling your gaping core seriously drenched with your juices. “You are doing so good, baby. My good fiancée…” Your head was slightly turned to the side, lips bit down as pleasure coated your face with just a simple stroke from his finger. Taehyung kissed your cheek cutely as if he didn’t have his hand inside your underwear. “I can feel your little hole, baby.” Taehyung circled his pointer finger around the twitching hole, you mewled. 

“Taehyung, I will explode…” Your voice asked for mercy. If you could whine and mewl enough, maybe he would grant your wish and stuff himself into you. You would absolutely explode then. 

Taehyung felt your hole clenching harder as your thoughts went wilder. He immediately brought his thumb onto your clit again. He precisely pressed onto the spot while caressing your inner lips. “You are clenching so hard baby, relax pussy for me…” 

You scoffed, “I can’t help it…” He knew that.

“How do you plan to fit my cock in here, baby? You are so small. Feel, you can’t even take my one finger in…” Taehyung groaned, he knew that you could take his one finger at you if he slightly pushed. He was actually afraid if he could get it out by the way you are clenching.

“But that’s normal… My- mhmm, baby.” Taehyung felt a gush of your juice dripping out. Maybe he should have stopped circling your clit. 

You held Taehyung’s bicep, you could feel the muscles flexing as he rubbed your numb clit while caressing your inner lips. His fingers were intimidated by your clenching core, so he only slightly tried to push his one finger in. You dug your fingers into the meaty bicep when you felt him slowing down. Your guttural groan stopped him fully. 

“Taehyung!” You screamed. “Please, don’t stop, baby, please... Please, I am so crazy for you.” 

Your loose mouth made Taehyung go back to action with more vigour. That was it, he was going to make you cum now. 

“You are? You are so horny for me, huh?” He repeated your words as his hips started moving against your hips without him realising it. 

“Yes, love. So much. You are doing so g-good.” You wished you could do better in dirty talk. 

“Y/N…” He hid his face in your neck, your intoxicating smell could make him orgasm on its own. 

“Cum for me.” He ordered. “Cum all over your lover’s hand baby. I can’t wait to be drenched by you, ohh, be covered in your juices.” You nodded mindlessly while your hips worked back to his hand. 

“You would rather it was my big cock, right. You want it buried in your sweet cunt. You want me to co-rrupt you and g-ive you m-my babies.” Both of you moaned in unison. Your high came to you in bliss. Your thighs locked over Taehyung’s hand.

“Y/N…” He moaned seconds before your orgasm, but you couldn’t hear him from the intensity of your orgasm. You were sure that your breathing stopped at one point. 

Taehyung pressed your waist slowly to stop your back from arching, your one leg around his waist kicked straight as you hummed a sweet moan. “Good girl…” He praised you as you tried to calm down your shaking. “You are so pretty…” Your gaped mouth, closed eyes, bruised lips… They were too pretty. 

“Taetae…” You squeezed your thighs back. Taehyung kept caressing your skin. His mind was hazy from the smell of your orgasm. “You’ve done a good job, baby…” He praised you. 

Your light giggle filled his ears. “You did, too.” Taehyung left your little clit alone and dipped your fingers down in your lips. Just like he expected, you were absolutely wet. He moved his finger to hear the squelching sound. 

You groaned in embarrassment. Taehyung flicked his fingers even harder to make a louder sound. “This is how much this cunt loves me, mhmm? Just for me…”

You moaned, you could orgasm from this. Taehyung watched your face. You were concentrating on your orgasm again. He felt a sudden pride. “I can make you cum with just two of my finger tips.” 

You groaned, Taehyung joined you with a laugh “But I haven’t finished yet.” Your eyes opened largely at his words. He finally made eye contact with your glowing eyes.

“I said I will kiss everywhere I touch, right?” He licked his lips in anticipation. Your hands pushed him. Taehyung knew you didn’t actually want to push him off. 

“I want that too, yes…” You immediately proved him right. Your little horny body was too stimulated to take in Taehyung’s naughty words. “But… but I am so sensitive.” You didn’t mean to shiver. “What if I squeeze your head too?” You said it in a mockingly shy voice.

“My love, that would be my happiest place to be trapped in.” Taehyung’s eyes fluttered. His face got taken over by a faint smile. You touched the side of his mouth, his full cheeks. His smile largened quickly before pressing kisses to your fingertips. “If that’s your concern, I can help you do this.” He said after coming to his senses. You looked at him with a smile, excitingly waiting for his next move. 

“I won’t trap you, okay? Tell me if you don’t like it.” His extra warning made you extra excited. 

You kept peering up at him with a smile on your face. He studied your face, no sign of doubt was there.  “Let me, babygirl.” He whispered when his large hand grabbed both of your thighs strongly and pressed them apart. A high pitch squeak left your mouth.  Your knees were pushed to the sides with his iron grip. You tried to close your legs again but there was no chance. Your hips weakly bucked followed by a whine from your sweet mouth. You didn’t think he could command your position this easily. If your long chemise could allow, you would be fully spreaded and bare for him to see.

Meanwhile, Taehyung kept looking for signs of your discomfort, but you granted him a chuckle. “What is so funny, Miss?” He expected you to moan from you- not that he didn’t find your laughter amusing.

“I must be dreaming…” Your hands came on his large ones resting on your thighs. 

Taehyung bit his lip, “I am definitely not…” He murmured as he laid on you, this time spreading your legs ever so slightly with his knees. Your chemise rid up to your thighs, his clothed hard crotch pressed against your thigh.

“This is not even close to what my finite mind could make up. You are beyond my dreams, my love.” Taehyung had already missed kissing you in such a short amount of time. So, he indulged. He sweetly kissed your cheeks as your hands found their way to his nape. You felt him twitch. You wonder if he was aware of it. “Did you dream about this?” Your voice was still joyful. 

Taehyung scoffed, “You cannot even imagine what I want to do to you, Y/N.” Despite your happy mode, your body went back to having small shivers and twitches. “You have no idea how much I want to play with this little pussy.” Taehyung’s voice got lower and throaty as he finished speaking. His manhood twitched as he deeply inhaled.

“Wh-wha-at?” You asked in a small voice. If Taehyung wasn’t a breath away, he would have missed it. 

“Let me show you, love.” Actions speak louder than words. So he got on his mission.

You welcomed his warm lips on yours sweetly. You kissed him timidly, too excited about the proximity of his member. To not wait any longer, Taehyung skipped past your neck. Your hands encouragingly held him. You searched for the courage to ask him for a touch…

“Mhmm, Taehyung…” Maybe for the first time tonight, you moaned this sensually. Your head was clogged with his hard member. For a second you were sure he would let you touch it. Your moan forced Taehyung to stop his mouth and look up at you. Your eyes were already locked on him. 

You brushed his hair out of his face, looking at him with admiration tinted with pleasure. Taehyung kept eye contact with you as his brushed his nose against your nipple. A giggly whine left your mouth. Your nipple became harder with the smallest touch. Taehyung bit his bottom lip to make sure he didn’t pierce through the prettiest breasts. He gave you enough time to prepare for his next move. You watched him wet his lips and open his mouth slowly. Despite your anticipation, another whine ripped through your throat as his warm mouth wrapped around your bare nipple. His hips rutted onto your thigh ever so slightly. 

It took you even more to get over this little sensation. Much to Taehyung’s surprise, you spoke coherently. You could not just lay here and enjoy pleasure selfishly.  “Taehyung, stop.” 

Taehyung tried to get up on you in an instant, but you kept him by the head.  “Little sweet whore, do you want me to stop or continue?” He said as you didn’t let him get up. 

“It feels so sensitive there…” You whispered, feeling guilty because you made him feel guilty. 

“My love, we can stop anywhere you want.” He lovingly cooed you while you realised his manhood against you, only underwears in between. It throbbed at this very moment. 

“No, no, I don’t want to stop.” You clung even harder to him, lowering his face to cover him in your kisses. Taehyung smiled as your lips danced over his cheeks and eyes. However, your cuteness soon ceased. 

“I want to please you too, Taehyung.” You whined. You were very selfish when it came to pleasure. Taehyung helped you with all of your needs to the best extent but never let you pleasure him fully. He was secondary. He came but his orgasm was never the focal point.

“Love,” He breathed loudly. His cock throbbed more to prove him wrong. “Let me help you too.” You asked. “Maybe it will help me get less sensitive too.” You said while covering your nipples. They were getting harder at Taehyung’s gaze. 

“Baby,” He breathed again. You arched your back to show him your desperation. 

“Let me touch you, baby.” Your hands slowly and gently went to his chest. He had always been very soft with you. It was why you always felt good when you were with him. You knew he meant comfort, pleasure and fun. You would never expect less of him. 

Taehyung moved away from your touch when come too close to his crotch. You recognised this gesture from yours. “Can I continue?” You asked, lips already trembling at the possible rejection.

“I am so weak with your touch, my love.” He cried out. “You make me so drunk…” He whispered as he rubbed his face to your chest. 

“You make me so weak too…” You whispered in return, patting his hair. He stayed there for a few minutes while throbbing violently. 

“How much do you want me, Taehyung?” You asked him, you were annoyed by how many times you had to have this conversation. 

“My love,” He picked himself up and peered at you from your chest. “Just be honest. How much do you want me sexually?”

Taehyung answered immediately, “So so so much, very much. All the time, always…”  He kissed up to your lips. 

“That’s exactly how much I want you back.” You spoke into his mouth as he nodded. 

“Never, I will always crave you more.” He said childishly. You giggled. He cut your giggles with a snap of his hips. “Never, I crave you more.” He said back.

“I crave you more.” He snapped this thigh again, this time his crotch pressing your bare core momentarily. 

You couldn't answer back this time. Long breathy shakes felt your mouth as he granted himself the pleasure.

“My love,” He growled. If he raised onto his knees and pulled you closer, he could give you more powerful thrusts. “Yes, baby?” You asked while your lips aimed for his. 

You held his gorgeous head and looked him in the eyes. “I want you to cum, Taehyung. Please…Anyway you want… I just want to see you cum for me.” There was no shame or shyness. You wanted to see him fall apart for you, lose his mind for you.

Taehyung’s eyes completely rolled back at your request. Fuck, yes he will give you what you want. 

“Naughty girl…” He growled as you didn’t let him stand tall. “Let me get up and pound this little cunt, okay?” He slowly moved your hands clutching onto him. Then raised onto his knees on the soft bed. “Spread these nice and good…” His voice made you clench them immediately. “You said anything I want…” He rubbed your hips sweetly as your thighs spread on their own.

“Good girl,” He praised. 

A moan mixed with a whine bubbled through your mouth. He was going to make you lose your mind once again. “Taehyung…” Taehyung couldn’t help but laugh at your sensitive, overstimulated, horny body, eager to please him, oh so eager to please him. Only him.

“Who got you this sensitive, darling?” Taehyung pushed your chemise up your hips. You moaned, “You, baby.” He smiled.

“My- my- my Taehyung.” You said as he nestled between your legs firmly. “That’s right baby, I am yours.” Taehyung’s finger brushed on your pubic bone. He gave you one touch and pulled his finger back. Your body reacted similarly to before, hips bucking, mouth gaping. After you stop bucking your hips, you felt the move in his hands. You patiently waited for the next brush, and Taehyung did gave you another brush, this time with his clothed member. 

Your breath hitched with contact. It was so hot, almost like he was in a fever. It was heavy and hard. You were sure your skin was engraved by it with the slightest touch. Taehyung's body was so tense, especially his stomach. He was squeezing his muscles hard not to cum right down. 

Your warm core, inviting smell, and sinful voice was too much of a temptation. To make matters even harder for him, your hands came over his large shaky ones. 

“Me, me.” You mumbled, hoping that he would let him touch you. Your answer was granted when Taehyung brought his hands to his back. Now, he was under your hand, only his cotton underwear keeping you away from him. 

You wanted to wrap your hands around the meaty member immediately. But Taehyung had never given you the pleasure that straightforward. He would tease you in one way or another. He would grip your thighs, and breathe lowly to your ear. You wanted to tease him too. Teasing him so painfully that his ground would shake under him.

You looked at his tall body, his button-up was open to show his chest, arms cuffed to his elbows. His strong neck was more prominent as he dropped his head to the back. His hands were gripping and twisting the bedsheet.

“On me.” You said as you brought his hands to your waist. His face ghosted a smile as if he was drunk.

“You could come up if you like,” you teased while tugging his wrist towards your tit. Taehyung groaned, “naughty girl…” 

You giggled at his words, “Yes, I am your naughty girl…” Oh shit, you talked back. Taehyung’s hips bucked up to yours, whining at your power. You giggled again. 

You placed your hands on his thighs; they were meaty and generous enough to provide you endless orgasms before. You squeezed them strongly which made Taehyung breath hitch. You looked up at him immediately, his head was still dropped back. 

Just like you did to him, he let him enjoy his body. You examined his crotch carefully. His bulge was very apparent.

“Ghmmgg-hh” Taehyung let a loud groan when your finger touched where you assumed his tip was. His hips rutted against your finger poorly. “Do you like it?” You innocently asked, deep down, realising you have no idea what to do. 

“Yeah, baby. You make me so weak.” He whimpered. His strong jaw, characteristically lean eyes, prominent nose, lean lips… everything manly and strong and put-together about him had diminished. He was, now, just whimpering because you were touching him at the most sensual point on his body. You had him. “Can I hold you?” Regardless, your submissive nature combined with inexperience couldn’t yield this side of Taehyung. “Baby…” Taehyung lowered his eyes at you. “Please.” He whispered. 

At first, his plea was not understandable, but he slowly tugged your wrist and hand and held it like it was his. Then, cutting all the teasing, he wrapped around his thick cock. His underwear was still on, but it was very thin. You felt the smooth texture of his skin, some prominent veins. You instinctively squeezed it, not sure what is the best way. 

“You are so warm, Taehyung.” You whimpered as he guided your hand over his length. Taehyung’s abdomen was clenching more so decided to return to his position back on top of you. 

“Yeah, baby? You are so warm too.” He plotted one arm over your head and hovered over your body. His shirt fell open towards you, you wanted to take it off, but both of your hands were occupied. You didn’t want to lose your privilege to touch him there. Taehyung moaned so sensually again. It seemed like he was never getting used to the sensation of your sweet warm hand, trying to jerk him. 

“Baby, don’t squeeze-” “Tae-s so hard…” Two of you moaned at the same time. “F- shi-” Taehyung gurgled the moans in his mouth, his hips were mindlessly rutting inside your fist. “For love of God-” You looked at him with large eyes. He sounded to be possessed by something. His eyes were closed and brows furrowed.

“Baby,” He groaned. “Can I take my- do you want to touch me bare?  I want to please.” He pleaded as his teary eyes opened.

You nodded immediately. “You don’t even need to ask, baby.” You said while he momentarily got up to discard his underwear. 

Taehyung had returned to your arms with another surprise. His button-up was also gone. For the first time, he was completely naked. Your shaky hands caressed his shoulders when he returned hovering over you. You wanted to touch every inch of his skin, but his hard dick waited for you. 

“Oh my…” You carefully lowered your eyes. There he was, free of every garment, standing up against his stomach. Your eyes momentarily closed as if he didn’t want you to look at it. When you opened them back, Taehyung was still standing there, with a lopsided grin on his face.

“Taehyung…” You whined in pain as someone pinched your skin. Your core leaked out twice as much juice in the sight of him. Your hips bucked up to meet him, but Taehyung pulled himself back in time. This time you cried in frustration, Taehyung kissed you to soothe you. 

“Shall we continue?” He asked as you sniffed. It was adorable how easily you could cry out of hornyness. 

“Do you want to help me, baby?” Taehyung playfully brushed your nose with his so that you could look him in the eyes, maybe his face was as exciting as his dick.

“Yeah,” You said, releasing your bottom lip from the tortuous grip of your teeth. “How do you want me?” Maybe, you should pull your garments up and show him how wet you were. Then, beg him to fuck you. 

“Put your hands here,” Taehyung brought your hands to your crotch. “Fist them,” He guided you with his shaky hands, cheeks are crimson red.

Taehyung fisted your hands right over your crotch, “Don’t move them, okay?” He pulled the collar of the chemise down to release your tits. When your right tit fell free, his lips couldn’t help but get a small taste.

“Look at you,” he said while you patiently waited for him. “You are such a good girl for me.” He kissed your forehead. You licked your lips, “Anything for you. Anything to get you-” Your words cut by Taehyung’s long groan. He kissed your lips and bit down your bottom lip before you could respond.

It drove him mad at how innocent you were and yet you got so dirty for him. You were his perfect girl. “Baby…” He connected his lips to your jaw, “I will put my dick in your fist, fuck it just like I would do to that wet cunt, okay?” You nodded.

 “Will it satiate my little, horny whore?” You cried out, “Yeah. But only for a little.” You shrugged. 

Taehyung giggled, “Thought so, you fucking whore.” He rubbed the tip of his cock against the side of your hand. “Mghmmm, Y/N.” He called your name, even this little contact turned him mad. He was almost ashamed of how easy you’d got him. 

“Babyyy,” He groaned again as he eased into your loose fist. “My sweet, little temptress…” His nose nudged yours with the slight movement of his hips to your fists. His lips pressed yours as you slowly squeezed him. The pressure got him weak, his mouth fell open on yours as his warm breath covered your face.

“Taehyung.” You aimed for his plushy lips, but your kisses fell on his chin. Your entire body was itching to touch his body, grab his shoulders, run your hand on his back, pull his hair; but your small hands were giving him the best fuck of his entire life. 

“Ghhhgh,” Taehyung growled instead of answering you. His lips slowly picked up a pace while looking into your eyes. Your eyes were silently encouraging him to corrupt you. His dick inside your fist was too large, he was straining them to fall open with every thrust but you secured a good on him. And it was hot, burning, scorching.  

It was your time to talk him dirty, well at least in your best way. “You will fuck me like this?” Such a failure. You asked in a small voice, hands getting incredibly wet and sticky because of Taehyung. You wanted him to feel pleasure, he deserved that after how well he had been treating you. Taehyung tried not to build a fast rhythm. He had to hold back and last longer. He shouldn’t return a minute man.

Taehyung seemed to be affected by your words as his hips snapped hard enough to shake the entire bed. His mouth closed on your neck, this time teeth getting involved. “I’ll f-fuc-kk y-u till y-ou c-can’t-tt ev-enn-” His ragged breath didn’t let him finish. He breathlessly continued pistoning into your fists. Even he doubted if he could ever do that. If you talked once again, he was sure to cum right away.  

“You are so hard, Taehyung…” You squeezed him to emphasise how rock-hard he was. Taehyung dug his teeth into your pulse. “And- Ah, baby…” You moaned at his wet tongue soothing the pain with a lick, and you continued with a breathy tone. “It is so long, baby.” You said it like it’s a secret. 

Taehyung’s member went past your two fists with ease and his mushroom tip hung out when he was all the way in. He was that long. “How are you going to fit him into me?” You asked with a buck up from your hips. Taehyung warningly groaned, and his one hand pushed your hips down. 

“I will finger you all night to get you loose for me.” He replied. 

“But it goes so far up…” You took a deep breath to enlarge your stomach so that his tip could brush against you. Taehyung cried a hush, but it didn’t make you shut up. You continued more desperately, “I want it in my mouth too, baby. Will you teach me that too?” You gulped. Maybe he would let you do it now?

Taehyung picked his face from your neck, his eyes were teary and desperate while maintaining that intimidating look. He let out a low whine, “I am going to release, baby.” His voice was hoarse, just like the way you love it. He wished he had a little mental space to rub your clit, trying to take you to orgasm with him, but his mind was completely occupied by you. By your touch, by your smell… 

You squeezed him more, slightly moving your hands along his shaft to match his thrusts. “Oh, Y/N.” He said while his back shook. 

There it was.  His orgasm, completely and most definitely owned by you. Taehyung kept eye contact with you as he released his warm seed into his hand. He burnt your face in his head. You were the reason for, not only his orgasm but his life. 

“Taehyung…” You murmured sweetly as his hips didn’t show any signs of slowing down. He kept fucking into your soiled fists while his mind ran wild. He thought every unspeakable thing while his mouth breathlessly confessed his love for the hundredth time. “I love you so much.” He smooched your lips once before he whined. Overstimulation was kicking in now, but he didn’t want to leave his nest. He was breathing fastly, his heart beating rapidly against your chest. His ears were ringing with the intensity of his orgasm.

You shakily unwrapped your fingers. Taehyung hissed loudly, he was just about to scold you for not being patient but you brought your dripping fingers to your mouth. 

Taehyung watched you in shock as you sucked on your pointer finger. His cum filled your mouth stickly. You pressed him against the top of your mouth to taste him properly. Bitter and addicting. 

Your dirty gesture almost angered Taehyung. How dare you? How dare you could be this dirty while looking like the most innocent angel?

“Dirty angel.” He tsked when you pushed your finger knuckle deep. A shrug followed his words. You licked your fingers eagerly. Right then, a bright idea striked your mind. 

Taehyung followed your eyes falling down to his cock. He was still standing tall and hard. Why was he still aroused after he orgasmed? 

Before you could ask him, Taehyung picked up his discarded shirt from the bed and wrapped it around his waist. 

“Don’t even think about it you, naughty angel.” He said scolding you playfully. You laid there, pouting, wishing to have your power on him back. Taehyung went to the bathroom to get a washcloth to clean your hands. You huffed as walked on the wood and found his way to the bathroom. While you waited for him, your mind wondered why he was still aroused. You made him cum just now. Shouldn’t he be less full? You wondered as the mess on your hands and chemise was long forgotten. 

Taehyung came back a minute later. He was wearing a clean boxer with a prominent bulge. He silently sat down next to your legs and guided you once again. A gorgeous smile was ghosting his lips as he cleaned your hands. Taehyung bit his lips when your clean hands went to pull up the straps of your chemise.  He had to say goodbye to your nipples. You were getting ready to get up. Taehyung pouted, now he didn’t want to leave the bed. 

You raised onto your elbows, spreading your legs a little. “Can you clean down there, too? I am soaking wet.” you asked with little to no sexual request apparent in your tone. No one other than you knew how uncomfortable it is to sit while a puddle in your pants. 

Taehyung’s mouth went dry with the request. Suddenly, he could smell that wet cunt. He nodded, “I need a clean towel, baby.” He threw the dirty one to the ground as he got up again.  

You watched his back and plump ass as he walked back. His muscles were almost more apparent now. You squeezed your thighs involuntarily, the puddle down there was enough to swim in it. The slight buzzing on your clit ceased when Taehyung left the room. 

You comfortably spread your legs fully open. The warm air hit your creamy cunt. The fire had become very powerful and the room was very warm. You heard Taehyung open cabinets in the bathroom. He was humming a low melody. You barely heard it from the fire cracking. Suddenly, the bed became very comfortable. You felt your body melt into the large bed. There was still time until dinner, maybe you could have a sneaky nap to process your orgasmic mind.

Right as you closed your eyes to sailing to the dreamland, Taehyun reentered the room with two towels in his head. The smile was still on his face, lighting up all his handsome features like a magical glow. His cheeks were full, lips still red from the biting.

“Good girl…” Taehyung smiled even larger as he saw your satisfied face. He climbed to the bed and placed a kiss on your forehead.

“Do you feel good, baby?” His low voice vibrated your body. You nodded, “I feel so relaxed…” You rubbed your face into your shoulder as Taehyung caressed your waist. “Are you sleepy, my love?” He asked even though your eyes told him everything he needed to know.  He took his favourite place between your legs–with an innocent will– and rubbed your knees and calves as you sighed contently. 

“Can I?” he asked while his fingers wrapped around the skirt of your chemise. Your eyes were closed. Taehyung's hands started working gently as he got permission from you. He pulled the skirt of your chemise up to reveal your creamy cunt. 

He held his breath to get rid of the piece of fabric, and there she was, looking creamy and relaxed. You fought the urge to close your thighs perfectly this time and allowed Taehyung to have his unsupervised look at your core as your eyes kept closed. 

Taehyung gulped largely, his mouth never felt this dry. He almost felt his stomach grumble in hunger. His concentration and self-control skills were about to give up on him. 

He looked up at your face, you almost looked like you were sleeping, then down to your pretty pussy. “Fuck,” A quiet swear left through his teeth. Your juices were rubbed to your thighs messily, creating clear strings. Some of it came up to your pelvic bone. 

He hummed as his hands shakily held the towel. He would rather have you in his mouth. Ah, he would love to have a taste. 

“Taehyung…” You called his name in a tone similar to a moan. Taehyung’s hands immediately stopped when he heard your voice. “Yes, my love?” He asked sweetly. As he was about to remind you that this could all stop, you spoke in a whiny voice. “Why are you still up?” Oh, dear… Taehyung choked on his breath as your eyes were opened slightly to look at his bulge. 

Taehyung was hard and he had been hard even though he came to your hands like a pubescent boy. As he thought of an explanation, your hips bucked up impatiently. “Well,” He said while swiping the damped, warm towel between your thighs. A gurgled groan left your relaxed face. “You better get used to that…” He was going to have fun with your confusion only for a little while.

Taehyung watched you breathlessly, hoping you would ask him to do that again. “What- What do you mean?” You seemed to cope with this easily much to Taehyung’s expectations. Taehyung slowly laughed to tease you. “Taehyung!” You groaned annoyingly, your attempts at confrontation were followed by a yawn. “If you aren’t going to tell me, how can I know?” You innocently continued to complain. 

“How did you learn about your previous endevaours, Miss fiance, mmhm?” He asked, pointing at your hands. 

You scoffed with red cheeks, “Oh my God, Taehyung!” Your hands come to his hand on your thigh that was kept you spread. “It is very normal for me to wonder about these things! I am a young woman in her early 20s.” Ah, your shyness combined with stubbornness was Taehyung’s fuel to tease you harder, but he needed your cunt on his face so he didn’t continue.

Yeah, you fucking are, Taehyung thought. A beautifully sexy woman that made his cock twitch with her words. Taehyung took a deep breath, you were his woman, his, his, his… He had the time in the world to explore you sexually.

“It means he still wants you so badly.” Taehyung said while a wet circle was formed on his new underwear. “He is ready to go again.” He looked down at his cock desperately. 

“Tell him that I want him so badly too.” Taehyung’s hips involuntarily bucked up to your cunt. His eyes largened at his move. He definitely didn’t mean to do that at all, but his cock wanted to. Thanks to God, your eyes were still closed, a light sleep ghosting your face. Taehyung took another deep breath, he clenched his whole body. Back to front, he thought. That was how he suppose to wipe you.

With all the courage in the world, he wiped the mess between your lips. The wet towel felt refreshing against your burning core. It was not harsh against your skin as you expected, but it might be just because of Taehyung’s gentle hands. 

So much juice rubbed onto the towel that Taehyung wanted to smear his face with it. “Oh, baby.” The breathy moan belonged to no other than your desperate lover Kim Taehyung. Nevertheless, he continued to clean your wet mess quickly but gently. 

“Will you cuddle me, Taehyung?” You asked him as he let your skirt down and got ready to wash the towels. Your voice was sweet and needy as always. But this neediness wasn’t coated with sexual desires. It was simply a gentle, lovely request. 

A smile took over his face, yet his jaw stayed still. He was still clenching all muscle on his body to not buck up to you again. Taehyung’s muscles slightly relaxed as you opened your arms to the sides to persuade him to a long cuddling session. 

“Yes, my love.” He threw towels to the ground. “Let’s get under the cover, baby.” He suggested as you picked up yourself and get under the first thin layer of the bedding. 

As soon as Taehyung lay, you placed your head on his shoulder and threw your one leg over his waist. “Mhmm, love…” He groaned through his nose at your sweet arousing smell. “You smell like sex.” He pecked your forehead while caressing your arm.

You giggled, “You smell so nice…” You reciprocated his groan with a whine as you rubbed your face into his neck. You could stay here for hours… “This is so nice, Taetae.” You mumbled.

Taehyung squeezed your body to his side while nodding, suddenly he was quite sleepy too. “Let’s nap for a while, okay?” He asked as you intertwined your fingers with his and held his large hand. 

“Mmkay…” You followed with a small peck on his chin and fell into sweet slumber. The time it took you to fall asleep was hilariously short. Unfortunately, Taehyung couldn’t follow you thanks to the raging cock in his pants. 

And this was his lesson to never deny your sexual request ever again.  

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Why don’t you continue the story by reading Tae-time? 

Chapter 2: Tae-time (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader        

summary: Celebrating good news over a sweet tea!

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

genre/warnings: oral sex (f.recieving), face riding (f.receiving), use of sl*t a few times. That is it. This is just  Taehyung being oral king he is. 

word count: 4788

Chapter 1:  Needy Love

Chapter 2: Tae-time

A/N1: I hope I made everything clear and this is not just a flow of my unconsciousness. Thank you to word editor for proofreading this. 

A/N2:  If you like to check my other work: Sweet Welcoming , Norway , i am mad, you’re mine, take a break, concert rush, needy love, and my masterlist. Take care and stay safe.

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You knocked on the black oak door to Taehyung’s room. Your heart raced to wait for the answer from inside. Taehyung’s deep voice called, “Come in,”

You wiped your sweaty hands to your back and opened the door. His room was mainly covered with dark oak, his bookcases dominated the room. 

Hello, Taeh-y-un-g,” Your racing heart ragged your breath. Taehyung raised his eyebrows in return. “Hello, princess.” He said, getting up from his desk. “Are you alright? Did something happen?” His caring hands found your forearms and gently squeezed them. His eyes were round, dancing all over your facial features.

“I am fine. It is- just stairs tired me because I ran up.” You said, freeing your arms from his hold and patting them. 

“You came right in time for some tea, my love.” He kissed your forehead with a pleased smile. “Why did you run?” Taehyung asked with the same care. His now free hands come up to your cheek. He still looked concerned.

“I- Beca-” You couldn’t focus on your speaking as his gentle fingers caressed your face. You lowered your gaze, “Because I want to see you.” You mumbled. 

Taehyung couldn’t help but smile at your cute confession. “You can always find me here, princess. You don’t need to rush the next time. Please, have a seat.” He said, freeing you.

“No-” You held his hands this time, and your hands disappeared in his large palms. Taehyung looked at your hands clutching to him, a smile growing into a grin.

“Tell me, darling, what is the reason for your rush?” He asked, pressing small kisses onto your hand. As he peppered you with kisses you caressed his chin. Taehyung purred like a kitten when you touch him with compassion. “Sweet Taehyungie,” 

“Mhmm?” he asked, rubbing his face into your palms cutely. “You must not call me that in front of others, princess. Your dear brother and your dear best man make fun of me for days.” Taehyung pouted. 

“But you are my sweet Taehyungie” You held his cheeks and raised onto your tippy toes. Taehyung huffed sweetly but his pout turned into a big smile when you kissed him.

“I actually came to ask you something.” You gathered all your confidence and continued while holding his face. “So, I talked to my dad last night… about me going to the university….” Taehyung’s chest rose. “My dad said he would support me but… He wanted me to ask you as well since you are my….” You shied away. 

“I am what?” Taehyung asked, wrapping his arm around your waist, and pulling you onto his chest. “Since you will be my husband- since you are my fiancé, you are responsible for me. So, I must seek your approval too.” 

Taehyung groaned happily when you hid your face in his chest. He loved owning you in the best feminist way. “My beautiful life partner, you may be whatever you wish for in our lifetime, and I will do my best to support you. You always have my approval.” Taehyung said wholeheartedly while you looked into his eyes with endless love and care.

 “And… And your father was there too, so he suggested-” Taehyung’s hold on your waist got tightened. “Your father offered that we could reside in Paris together during my studies.” As soon as you finished speaking Taehyung engulfed you in a bigger, tighter hug. 

“Y/N, of course.” He even spun you around with joy. “It would be my honour to live with you, my sweet princess. Also, I would be the proudest man on Earth to call you, my beautiful wife-to-be. You have my approval, my darling.” He held you up as you giggled. Maybe you could be his wife by that time.

“Taehyung, you are going to drop us-” You giggled, holding onto his shoulders as he swung your bodies around. 

“Never! I would never drop my precious princess.” He said, planting your feet on the ground. 

“I am delighted to hear your news, darling.” Taehyung kissed you on your forehead. His eyes gleamed with mischief. “We should have our tea and celebrate this.” His voice dropped an octave, suddenly becoming hoarse and flirty. You looked up at him questioningly.

“My mum left for the Baroness’ lunch party. Maids are doing laundry. The bed sheets are going to take at least 2 hours.” He thought aloud as he walked you back to his armchair. “So?” 

“No one is going to bother us for an hour.” He made you sit down on his large armchair. The small wooden table had a beautiful ceramic cup and a simple tea set. When you leaned to make tea for him, he shushed you. “Just make yourself comfortable.” You watched him walk back to his large desk, pick up his pocket watch, and place the heavy hardcover books just in front of the door. 

“Taehyung?” You questionably asked. He could not plan to do what you were thinking. Even the thought was enough to get you breathless. “Yes, darling?” Taehyung looked at your rosy cheeks as he got rid of his vest.

“Should I go to get another teacup? There is only one...” You pointed to the teacup with a pinkish flower with golden dots. If you were to get a new one from the kitchen, he would use the new one. You absolutely love the one next to you. 

“No need to baby. We can share…” Taehyung answered when he momentarily disappeared to look outside the window. 

“Sure?” You accepted questioningly. Why would you share one when there is an infinite choice available in Mrs Kim’s collection?

“It is a good exercise for us, fiancée. Married people share everything.” He winked at you as he walked across his study room. It is quite strange, you thought. Not that you weren’t willing to share. He could have everything you owned but starting this from teacups seemed a bit odd. Also, this place—in between tall bookcases and stacks of paper— was very inconvenient to have teatime with your handsome husband-to-be. “Can we go to the winter garden, Tae? It must be so beautiful right now!” You cheered. Kim’s winter garden was heaven on earth with all the gorgeous flowers and sunlight in it. It was even more joyful when Mr Kim allowed you to decorate the way you wished. 

“Later, baby.” Taehyung tried to suppress his excited tone. Your bottom lip dropped down at his rejection. You were sitting beside the big bookcase, on his reading chair. Judging from the stacked paper, he spent a lot of his time here last night. There was no second chair next to the one you were sitting on. There was only a small ottoman to place your feet on. Where was Taehyung going to sit? You hoped he would make you sit on his lap.

You gulped, and your insides excitedly fluttered when Taehyung tugged his neatly placed tie off. You couldn’t react to his action, solely because he looked absolutely ravishing with the sunlight hitting from the back, making him look like a handsome angel. 

His angelic-ness totally disappeared when he asked, “Do you want me to stuff your mouth with it?” 

You gulped hard again; your lips were getting numb at the sensation. Your core immediately started dripping globes of your essence. When your thighs squeezed unconsciously, Taehyung licked his lips in the most seductive way. He eyed your body; he was feeling hungrier than ever. You watched Taehyung devour you with his eyes. Your cream blouse and blood-red skirt were the absolute definition of sexiness to Taehyung. Judging from his carnal eyes, one could think you were completely naked in front of him. You shook your head no to his question. Fabric hurt your mouth and dried your lips the last time. 

“My precious love…” Taehyung came closer to you and sat on the short ottoman where he rested his feet while he read. “We should have our tea now… before the water gets too cold.” He held your hand that was digging into the armrest. 

The skin contact soothed you. “Yeah, we must.” You intertwined his fingers with yours, subconsciously pulling him towards you. “Hmhm,” Taehyung approved seconds before connecting your lips with his. And he sighed into the kiss seconds later. 

Your hands stopped holding his hands, they immediately clutched to his nape, pulling him closer, making sure he never leaves your side. “Baby,” Taehyung was pleased with your eagerness. Your lips danced with his in a wet tango. He was leading, you were chasing. 

Taehyung’s hand didn’t stay still either. He dropped one of them to your shoulders, caressing them gently before making his way to your breasts. Your tits were perfectly cloaked under your blouse, giving the impression of an innocent girl that never had her tits groped by her fiancé. When Taehyung felt them squishy under his palm, his throat rippled with a moan. He tugged at your collar, he wanted to touch them bare, but the strong buttons didn’t let him. 

As his hand got a bit rougher, you pulled him closer to you, spreading your legs. “Baby…” You moaned when Taehyung leaned into your touch. “Yes, sweet love.” His confident voice was entirely in contrast to his shaky hands. He desperately tried to unbutton your shirt, just to get a glimpse of your tits. But his hands didn’t cooperate.

You snickered, there was nothing more pleasurable in this world than seeing him try to pace his horny mind. He looked up at you with his brow moving in a teasing way. You giggled when he made eye contact. Taehyung loved how you easily relaxed in his arms

“You like it when I lose my patience? Huh?” He said, pinching your nipples slightly over your shirt. Your giggle grew larger, “Yess, you look so cute.” You patted his shoulder gently.

“Hmm? Do you think I will be cute when I do this?” He dropped his hands to your thighs and squeezed them with his large hand. He groaned at how your hips felt squishy too. He had this unstoppable urge to grope you everywhere, feel you in his palms. 

Taehyung had more plans too. He dropped his hands down to your legs to get them under your long flowy skirt. Your legs were warm and much to Taehyung’s surprise they were bare. Normally, you wouldn’t wear only skimpy shorts as an undergarment, not that he was complaining now. 

Your legs slightly shook when Taehyung ran his large hands up from your ankles to your knees, bunching up your red skirt on his arms.

“T-ae..ee…” You whined playfully. It was a sign for Taehyung to continue what he was doing. He ran the back of his fingers on your smooth thighs to make them twitch. Taehyung loved when you do that. 

“Y-y/n…” Taehyung mimicked your whiny voice. His fingers wandered upwards. “Didn’t you wear-?” Taehyung wondered with a bit of a harsh voice. He felt his stomach drop to the floor when he couldn’t feel your undergarment.

You snickered again, “I did, of course!” The ends were just rolled up when you sat on the large armchair. Taehyung felt the rolled fabric at the apex of your thighs. He took a relieved breath. If you were to be bare under there, Taehyung knew that he would have many sleepless nights imagining your pussy leaking during most mundane things.

“How is this a teatime?” You looked at him with large eyes when he took off your underwear with one unpaused, fluid move. “It is Taetime darling. I will have my dessert, then my tea.”

He bunched up your skirt further, “And there is no dessert sweeter than this cunt.” Your chest quivered with a whine. How could he be open and vulgar with his dirty thoughts this easily?

He chuckled darkly when your cheeks went red with his simple confession. The best part was how your thighs seemed to be relaxed, but Taehyung wanted– needed to hear you say it. 

He leaned in, making you hold your skirt up– “Do you want me to eat this pussy?” He asked with a hoarse voice. 

A loud gasp left your mouth but was easily absorbed by the heavy big bookcases. Now you understand why he could not take you to the winter garden. “Tell me, baby…” Taehyung fake-whined again. “No, no, do not nod your head. Tell me what you want me to do.” 

An adorable pout was visible on your face again, this time it was followed by a needy move from your thigh. 

You placed your one hand on Taehyung’s face. “Eat me, please.” You felt the slight roughness on his chin and around his lips with your fingertips. His beard grew ever so slightly. You ran your finger over the patch just under his lips and placed a kiss on his chin.

Taehyung had another dirty talk up his sleeve. “Do you like my beard, baby?” He asked in a tone that was dripping in sensuality.

“Yes…” You weakly spoke and licked the rough patch. Taehyung dropped his head close to your ear again, this time fingers lingering around your thighs, caressing your pelvis. 

“Do you want to cream on it?” As soon as Taehyung asked, his index finger pressed right onto your clit. You almost let out a swear, “F–fuu-” Your body got tense and leaned towards him. “Ju-st! Oh my! H-how could you know wh-ere it is so precisely??” You cried out.

Taehyung’s laugh got even darker. Should he admit that image of your cunt busied his mind all the time? He could be focused on his work and all he saw on paper was your beautifully wet and aroused cunt. He already memorized it so well that he could draw it with the tip of his tongue. 

Taehyung kissed your lips lovingly; he caressed your face innocently just to stop his raging thoughts. “I love you so much, Y/N.” He kissed the tip of your nose and left your lips for now. You desperately chased him, but your excitement for his next move made you lean back like a good girl. “I love you more, Taetae.” 

Taehyung kicked the small ottoman back and properly got on his knees. Even like this, he was too tall; nevertheless, he had to smother his face with your cunt. 

Taehyung hissed when your sweet core was before his eyes. He wanted to dig his face into it. “Such a pretty pussy….” He mumbled. He saw how your lips moved ever so slightly. He knew that you were clenching onto thin air. 

“S-stt-op staring!” You tugged at Taehyung’s arms. Him having you this open to his eyes was too exciting. Taehyung made eye contact with you. His eyes were mesmerized. He slowly rubbed your thighs as if he was apologizing. Then, he hooked his hand under your right thigh. “Would you rest this one up here?” Taehyung gently placed your leg over the armrest.

As you spread your leg further and up, your core became even more open to his eyes. You tried to squeeze your thighs so that your poor clit could ease her tension. 

“You are so pretty…” Taehyung mumbled as he watched your core glistened with more juice and your hole clenched around nothing. You let out a shaky breath. You felt yourself leaking a river as Taehyung’s hands caressed your legs and stopped them from closing. 

“Oh, baby…” Taehyung’s deep voice made your lower lips quiver. He planted a kiss on your knee that bent over the armrest while caressing the other one. You bucked up to his face.

“My love…” Taehyung shared your impatience with you tonight. So after a few chaste kisses to your knee, Taehyung aimed for your juicy lips. With his lips so close that you felt his breathing, you felt your core physically drip. 

Thankfully, Taehyung caught that sweet juice with a quick reflex. “Mmmmh-gggh-” You and Taehyung lost your minds when the first touch of the night happened. 

Taehyung immediately looked up at you. You were in pure bliss. To push you into that pleasure hole, Taehyung opened his mouth as wide as he could and sucked on your cunt. 

“Uhhhh, Taeee–” You figuratively and literally lost your mind. Taehyung did that again as if he were making out with your cunt, and you moaned every single time. It was the pinnacle of pleasure for you. You were helplessly getting the most divine pleasure from your handsome man. 

“Taee,” You weren’t sure if he heard you. Taehyung was in the zone. He was doing what he was made to do. He was sure that he came to this world to eat your cunt. He opened his eyes to look up at you. He had a feeling that you were going to ask for a break. He prepared himself to detach from your cunt for a few seconds. 

“Press your nose…” You mumbled while pushing his face deeper into your cunt. Taehyung gladly let you do that. He was tasting your sweet juices already; now that his nose was involved, he was breathing you. “Ahh, so so good, Taee… You are amazing, baby…” You had some headspace to praise him. It meant that Taehyung needed to do a better job. He wanted you to lose and forget every single thing. So, he pushed his tongue into your most sacred hole.

Despite Taehyung’s expectation, you didn’t flinch at the sensation, you melted into Taehyung’s mouth even more. He pushed his tongue as deep as it went. You sighed erotically, “Taehyuungg…” 

“Yes, baby?” Taehyung asked with a full mouth. He could read the pleasure on your face. Your pleasure, your sweet taste and the delicious smell made him float in the air. To see your face crumble further, Taehyung pushed his tongue deeper. 

“I was so empty before…” You breathed out. Taehyung’s tongue was girthy and filled the emptiness that you felt endlessly. 

Taehyung almost wanted to cry. You thought that his tongue filled you. Oh, my poor baby, Taehyung thought. He wondered how you are going to feel when his dick finally fills you. His dick throbbed, aching to find out.

Taehyung groaned into your cunt; the vibrations made your hips move against his nose again. “T-t-...” You forcefully held your moans. The large bookcases provided some isolation. 

Taehyung closed his eyes. He had to focus on getting you cum. So, he flicked his tongue at your entrance. You groaned your heart at the sensation. This was more intense than having his thigh under your clit. His warm mouth was an infinite pleasure. 

“Ride my face, baby.” He commented when you started to become more aware of your surroundings. “Bump your little clit to my nose.” He helped your thighs move easily against his face.  

“I can’t!” You whine, pushing his hand deeper into your core. You didn’t even realise how your hand got there. Your one leg was up on the armrest, the other one barely having the power to support your whole body. “Taehyung, quicker.” You tugged him again so he let out nothing but a gurgle followed by a moan. 

Taehyung changed his move, this time he started to suck your inner lips. This was less intense than flicking your clit. “Mhmm, I like this too.” You immediately commented.

Taehyung momentarily detached his mouth from you, “Yeah? Which one do you like the most?” He asked while getting the deep breaths he missed. His lips, the sides of his mouth and his chin were covered in your juices. It suited him so well. 

“I love it when you pushed your tongue all the way in.” You sighed while rubbing Taehyung’s head. “Oh, and your nose…” You mewled at the thought of his nose hitting your clit. 

Taehyung’s eyes gleamed at your confession. So you liked riding his face. He could make that happen. “Let’s try something else, baby.” He said and patted your thighs. 

Your face immediately fell, “How- why?” You asked.

Taehyung chuckled, “I am not going to leave you like this, don't worry.” He lowered your thigh and tugged your hands gently for you to get up. 

“I promise you will love this even more.” He winked at you. You followed your fiancé’s instructions. Before he continued, he asked again, “Are you sure you don’t want my tie?” 

You rolled your eyes at him. “Okay, Miss. Get up quickly.” He helped you get up to your feet, your skirt naturally falling. You grimaced, you were naked and absolutely drenched, and it did not feel good. 

Meanwhile, Taehyung didn’t get up. Instead, he sat on the floor, dropping his head back to the armchair. You looked at his parted thighs and very prominent bulge. Did he want you to ride his thighs? But you really enjoyed his mouth. 

As you debated what he was going to do, he tugged your skirt. “Sit on my face.” He ordered. 

You blankly looked at his face. He repeated himself as he tugged you towards him again. “Sit on my face, Y/N.”

You felt your knees weaken. Your head and the world started spinning in opposite directions, making you feel motion sickness. 

Taehyung tugged at your skirt again. His eyes were impatient, thick tongue rolling around his mouth to collect your juice rubbed on him. “Here, baby girl.” His large hands carefully managed your moves and positioned you over his body. 

“Can you hold your skirt up, baby?” He asked politely. “I want to see you as you lose yourself on me.” His request made you whine, and you squirmed. “I don’t think I can do it, Tae.” You breathed out nervously and pulled the skirt up anyway. “Just try to do it for me, okay? It is okay if you fail.” He kissed the side of your knees as he gently rubbed your thighs. 

“Lower your hips for me, yes. Such a good girl for me…” You felt your knees quiver, there was no way you could support your body like this. “You are going to put your knees on the chair for me and hold onto the backrest really tightly. This way your pussy is going to hover over my face.” He said hungrily but still with a certain gentleness. 

His eagerness to make this position work powered your muscles. You kneeled on his armchair, hugging the backrest. Taehyung bunched your skirt into a mess and tugged it inside your waist. As he took care of you, you made sure not to lower yourself too much so that you would not suffocate your lover. “Taehyun-g” You called his eyes from examining your core. He looked up at you with fire in his eyes. “Push me if I hurt you, okay?” 

Your naiveness choked Taehyung’s soul. “I am glad to be suffocated.” His muffled voice came out hastily. His warm breath hit your core which made you move away from his face. 

“Lower your hips like before, darling. Let me taste you.” He pushed the top of your thighs. When you came to a certain proximity, Taehyung took a deep breath and licked a stripe from your no-no hole to your clit. Of course, you shied away, but Taehyung’s iron grip held you in place. 

One of your hands left the backrest and placed it on top of Taehyung’s hand. Somehow, the act of holding hands made this very intimate position more relaxing for you. When Taehyung licked once again, your body started to take in the pleasure rather than shy away from it. 

Taehyung mumbled, “My good slut.” The only thing you heard was his meaningless syllables and intense ringing in your ears. And also, the delicious vibrations his vocal cords gave you.

“Baby,” Your hips wanted to move on their own but you were not sure how. “How am I-? How do I ride your-” You dropped your hand from his hand to his dishevelled hair. You brushed his bang out of his face. His closed eyes opened with unmatching hunger. His lips were engulfed by your core; his precious nose was just seconds away from your clit. 

He didn’t answer you, just simply let your body and instincts figure it out. And they did. When your hips start to move in an impeded rhythm, Taehyung let you move more freely. You enjoyed your sloppy rhythm with endless moans and gasps. Every move of Taehyung’s mouth elicited a gush of your sweet juice into his mouth. He was totally consumed by it. 

“Taehyung!” You detached your core from his mouth when the fire in your belly became too hard to bear. “I hav-ve to cum.” You begged him as you were almost folded into two. Taehyung nodded understandingly. 

He pulled you to his face with a different demeanour, and right then you knew you were seconds away from cumming into his mouth. “Baby, oh my!” You lowered yourself as low as you could to feel his thick tongue inside you. You were sure that he was in your deepest place. Taehyung was sure that he was only at the beginning where his unworldly pleasure was kept. 

He pulled your waist, making your waist slightly bend so that- “Oh my fucking God!” You screamed when his nose hit your clit, your hands flying to your mouth immediately. Taehyung only stopped to suppress his proud grin, but you continued to search for his nasty tongue. When he gave it to you a second later, you tugged at his head.

“Please baby, please don’t stop.” The two of you lost eye contact but Taehyung was sure that your eyes rolled back as you moved your hips according to his fluid motion. 

Taehyung felt a gush of warmer juice fill his mouth before you breathed out, “I am gon- cum.-” 

Your high was more intense than ever, washing over you for what felt like hours. Your entire body was locked in place as Taehyung dutifully cleaned you. Your core buzzed against Taehyung’s face, but you patiently waited for the numbness in your body to leave you. You stood like that— hugging to the backrest as your sex monster fiancé cleaned you with his skilful tongue. 

“Darling…” Taehyung spoke first. He somehow freed himself from your thighs and held your back. You felt his chest chuckle against your back, “Are you feeling well, love?” He asked while pulling you onto your feet. 

Your whole body was like jelly so Taehyung supported your entire weight. Your face was overtaken by pure ecstasy so you let Taehyung place you like a doll. Taehyung immediately put on your underwear and let your skirt naturally fall.  He successfully helped you sit on the armchair that was going to remind him of this moment forever. He sat in front of you– returning to your positions at the beginning. 

“Baby…” Your teary eyes found your handsome lover. He looked at you and caressed your hair with utmost gentleness. “Yes, darling?”

You slowly leaned towards him and wrapped your arms around his neck. Your heart was beating crazily in his chest. You sniffed, Taehyung asked. “Are you crying, my sweet darling?” 

You melted on him. “It was so so good, Taehyung… I cannot believe I am crying because of it.” 

Taehyung chuckled proudly, “Mhmm, that’s my purpose on earth, darling.” He hugged you closer to his chest until your breathing returned to normal. Then, you released him. When your back hit the backrest, you only had small twitches reminding you of your beautiful orgasm. You were once more thoroughly satisfied. 

Clicks of ceramic pulled you from your daydreaming. Taehyung was carefully brewing his favourite tea while savouring your taste and your smell. “Are you seriously making tea?” You scoffed. Taehyung bit his bottom lip, “You must be thirsty, baby.” He continued with a shrug. “I am properly hydrated.” He rubbed his belly as if he had a delicious meal. Well, indeed he had the most scrumptious dessert on Earth.

 Taehyung saw you licking your lips, and then you asked. “What about you?” You pointed to his crotch with your eyes. Taehyung didn’t hide his bulge from your eyes. You saw its very defined shape over his brown slacks.

Taehyung first laughed, “How altruistic of you, darling.” When he saw your shy face, he tsked, “Pleasuring you gives me endless joy. It is Taetime, darling.” He held the teapot with his single hand and poured the red-brown liquid into the pretty cup. He quickly brought the steaming cup to his face, clearly faking a sip. “Mhmm, so fucking delicious.”

With his corny comment, you buried yourself into the unholy armchair further and enjoyed the company of your husband-to-be.

Puppy Daddy (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader        

summary: You would like to promote Taehyung from your puppy daddy to baby daddy.

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

genre/warnings: impregnation kink, Taehyung talks FILTHY, not much explaining just talk

word count: 1403 (a shortie!)

masterlist | Tae-time | Spoiled | inexperienced |

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“Yeontan, house.” You pointed the door; your little furry baby wiggled his little tail. His adorable face melted your insides but you had to be strong. “Come on, you lazy puppy.” You rubbed his rich fur to encourage him. 

“That’s not how you speak to your son.” Taehyung laughed at your attempts from where he sat— while looking ridiculously handsome. You glared at him. “Tannie, come to daddy.” He excitedly said while patting his thighs. Yeontan ran back to him with his silly tongue out.

“Oh, my son.” He fondled the dog as you huffed, kicking your legs frustratingly. “I will give you a son!” you thought. “We are shooting videos for the Internet, mummy. Will you leave us alone?” Taehyung picked up Yeontan to his face and talked over him.

You dropped your head back, “Ahh, don’t…” You groaned. How he could be this handsome and fucking attractive and father material; yell at you with all of his being to fuck him and bear his kids. 

Taehyung let out an airy laugh when you saw thighs rubbing each other. “Tannie, will you leave us alone, baby?” Taehyung lowered the dog to the floor and patted his back. “Mummy needs some attention too. You know some girl stuff.” You watched Yeontan rub his face to Taehyung’s knee before running on his little feet. “Nah, I just want to promote you to baby daddy from puppy daddy.” You groaned at him as he cockily smiled at you. He looked at you challengingly, “Easy there, sweet little bunny.”

As Yeontan left the room without sparing a gaze, you closed the door behind him. You didn’t need your son to see what you were going to do to his daddy. Similarly, Taehyung turned off his phone completely and threw it between the big pillows. 

Taehyung spreaded his leg where he was sitting on the floor, dropped his head back and fucking winked at you with a fuck boy smile on his face. “Come and get it.” Oh, how smug he was. 

You frustratedly crawl over to him, Taehyung groaned. “Yeah, crawl to me, you little horny slut.” You gasped. Your boyfriend never played soft when you were in the mood. You knew he was going to milk this. A few days ago, when you came home from a baby shower, you let him know that you were neck-deep in baby fever. Taehyung had let out a devilish laugh at your serious tone when you asked him for his load at four am. He was making fun of you and banned you from going to baby showers. But the capitalist baby party was not the only thing to be blamed. Before that, Taehyung was abroad for so long that it had been messing with your head. You missed him like never before. Then, you stayed over at Seokjin’s wife’s place to help her around with a toddler. Then, three of your friends from HYBE announced their pregnancy. As a result, you were suffering from a severe baby fever and Taehyung’s dick was the only solution. 

You didn’t even bother to make out with him or take his shirt off at this point. You came closer to him, gave him a sloppy peck and took his cock out of his sweatpants. After so many rounds of sex, Taehyung couldn’t get hard anymore. He was thoroughly emptied and spent. When he offered to take some pills for his performance, you veto-ed saying that it lowers the quality of his sperm. 

“Have mercy upon us, madame.” He shakily whispered when you grabbed his semi-hard dick. You cried into his neck, “I want you...” Your sloppy wet kisses started to decorate his neck. Taehyung wrapped his arm around your waist and indulged in the warming pleasure. Soon his body would burst into flames. “I want it so bad, Taetae. Please give it to me, please.” You begged him with your usual needy voice that always gets him to the point. When his body moved approvingly, you kissed all over his face. “I love you, love you sooo so much.”

“I love you more.” He grabbed your ass cheeks. You rubbed his nape, “I want you on me.” 

“Straight to the subject, huh? Where is the foreplay we loved so much?” He asked while laying you back on the carpet and taking his favourite spot between your legs.

You completely ignored his comment. “I read in a magazine that missionary is the best position for conceiving.” You cling to him when Taehyung tried to give you breathing space. 

“You little dirty girl, what have you been reading?” He lowered his sweatpants to his thighs and pulled your panties to the side. “Fucking drenched! Look at this.” Taehyung tsked as his fingers loosened the elasticity of your panties. He rubbed his cock while he made you lay there fucking soaked.  “Ugh, put it in.” You groaned; your needy voice was Taehyung’s personal viagra. 

You felt yourself gushing with juice as Taehyung made himself ready for you with  strong concentration. Meanwhile, you kept whining about how good his dick is. 

Not to make you whine anymore, Taehyung plunged his dick straight into you. Then, his filthy mouth opened. “Look at you filthy girl, begging me to fuck you all the time. Why can’t you get enough, huh? Why are you so dick-hungry, baby? His beautiful necklaces tickled your face while fucking you with the utmost precision from the beginning.

“Yh– your d-ddick-k is s-soo good...” You screamed out.

“Is it?” Taehyung darkly chuckled at your confession and at how your hands grabbed his arms.

“It is so good that you want to get pregnant from it, don’t you? You just want to carry my babies, love. Why are you so eager, baby?” Taehyung kissed your lips harshly when your cunt squeezed him too hard.

“My, my- my biologic- clock-” You tried to mumble some words but Taehyung greeted you with harder thrusts. 

“Your biological clock?” Taehyung scoffed. “You are only 25 years old. You are still young and yet you beg me to cum in you, don’t you? You just love being my little cum dump. Ahh, my perfect girlfriend… I will give you what you want, baby. I will give you my cum and get you fucking pregnant.” 

“You are so greedy too. How many times have we had sex this week baby? It is too many to count right? You are gonna make my dick fall off.” He groaned, slowing his thrust down. Instead, he brought his thumb to your clit to toy with it.

“Normally you would return back to your normal phase but this baby fever is going for too long. I might just be tempted to give you one for real.” He said in a filthy voice with a permanent grin on his face. “Mhmm, make you so plump for me. Then everyone would know I fucked you so hard, baby. Knocked you out…” 

You claw at his shoulders, slurred his name, and bite your lips all while he dedicated himself to your mind-blowing orgasm.

“Or all you want is my attention. You are so greedy with me, baby. You still didn’t learn to share.” You shook your head vigorously. “Y-you arr-rre mine. O–nly.” 

Taehyung gave a rewarding thrust, “Yeah, I am. I am your little sex toy, huh? That’s what it seems like.” Taehyung was reaching his limit with you. His voice became hoarse and spit fell out of his mouth with the words.

“You fuck me day and night, and still don’t get enough. Fuck-ing fuck. How lucky I got, baby. I have the prettiest baby girl to fuck any goddamn day.” You hardly gulped when Taehyung’s hand caressed your face. 

“Please, baby, cum in me, p-pleasee! Please! Please, cum in me.” You squeaked when Taehyung’s hand grabbed at your shoulder to fuck you even better.

“You fucking cum whore…” He groaned; his lip was ruined from all the biting. “You need to cum first, baby. My little fleshlight. My pretty toy… Come on, ruin my dick. Dirty it!” 

With your relaxed sigh followed by your inner walls squeezing him, Taehyung joined you with his radiant orgasm. He pulled halfway and came all over your pussy. When you felt the immense emptiness in you. You groaned, “In me, in me…” You mewled.

When your hands tried to push his cum in, Taehyung held your wrist above your head. 

“There is more where it came from. Get your slutty ass up and wait for me in our bed…” 

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masterlist | Tae-time | Spoiled | inexperienced |

Spoiled (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader        

summary: Taehyung loves providing you.

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

genre/warnings: Taehyung speaks filthy but he is whiny at first.

word count: 2112

A/N1: this to everyone who are thinking to print their own money as the tuition fees are ridicilously high.

A/N2: I CANNOT believe how many people enjoyed my last fic :(( Thank you everyone. Please check out my latest work: Puppy Daddy and my all Taehyung-smut masterlist.

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Taehyung sighed deeply as his hips rutted against you desperately. “Baby… baby…” He whined and whined. 

You tried to carefully hold your champagne glass filled with sparkling water. “Taehyung! I am gonna spill this all over you.” You tried to stop his needy hips but oh boy he was turned on.

“Baby… Give me a kiss.” He was sitting on top of you, clearly not minding his tall frame, facing you with his dreamy eyes and shaky hands. Even though his weight made you stay underneath him, you enjoyed how much he was turned on. 

You gladly gave him the kiss he asked for. He gently kissed around your lips before delving into your mouth and taking it more steamy. Meanwhile, he kept a firm hold on your face and kept moaning into the kiss. 

“Please… Please, baby…” He whispered in almost a cry. You looked up at him chuckling, “Since when you are a whiny boy for sex?” His manner was a little different than normal. Usually, he would be less whiny and more leading. 

“Let me pay for it…” He whispered when you thought he was breathless. His breath on your ear was very stimulating to your core. You looked up at him in confusion. Was he in role-playing mode? You were definitely not ready to get your dom act together. 

“Baby boy…” You murmured. 

Taehyung painfully laughed. “No.. Not like that…” Your confusion grew larger.

“Let me pay for your degree.” He offered and went back to kissing you. Now, you were properly confused. Why was he offering this? As if he could actually read your mind, Taehyung explained while his hips got quicker against your hips. He was literally a horny teenage boy. 

“You are so fucking hot and so fucking smart. Baby… Please let me pay for your school. Ughh… Please… My baby…” His hands grabbed your glass and put it aside.

“Taehyung, are you okay,  baby?” You asked, laughing at his needy moves. He joined you in a pathetic smile, “No… Yes? I am so fucking horny….”

You laughed even harder, “Because that I got into graduate school?” 

His eyebrows creased in an adorable pout. “Don’t make fun of me. I am so fucking hard because of you. My lovely fiancée got into one of the best schools in the world…” 

Taehyung kissed up from your chest to your ear and gave you one of the best cheesy lines you ever heard. “And now I want to get into you, baby.” 

It was fair that you let out a cringy laugh, Taehyung took that with pride. “I want to be your sugar daddy, come on. I will pay for it, babygirl... Mine…” He cutely growled at the end. 

“Mmmh, sure…” You pretended to be his spoiled girl and he fucking loved it. “Yes, be my naughty girl. My spoiled babygirl… And I will discipline you, okay?” He could if he had stopped shaking like a leaf from how much turned on he was. 

“You smell so good, baby. My love, you are the most amazing woman I ever met. Fuck and you are so soft…” He sighed while caressing your thighs. 

“Taehyung, please get off my lap, my legs hurt!” You complained as his frame on you started to hurt. 

He didn’t oppose and quickly sat next to you. “Come on, lay on my lap…” He tugged your arm hurriedly. You kept giggling, “Do you want to spank me?”

As he pulled you onto his lap, “Later, later… Just me and you. My good babygirl.” He rubbed his face into your neck, almost like a cat. “Oh, baby…” He sighed. “You are so brilliant… I am so proud of you.” 

“Thank you, Taetae. I am glad my acceptance letter got you this hard.” As you rolled your hips over his thighs, you felt how ready he was. Taehyung nodded as he kissed your chest over your shirt. 

“My smart babygirl… You are my sweetest.” His hands easily grabbed your tits over your shirt. His large warm palms made you shiver.

He undressed you smoothly as he kept sweet talking to you. He was gentle and calm but still desperate. 

When you were completely naked on his lap, his desperation really kicked in. You couldn’t help but comment on his low grunts and groans. You caressed his chest, “Sir is horny because of me?” Your fake innocent voice made Taehyung’s eyes roll back. It was funny how easily you could feed him into his kink. 

“Fuck, baby…” Taehyung threw his head back on the couch as your hips worked over his crotch, smearing your stringy juices to his pyjamas. “Yeah… Sir is ready for his babygirl. I want to spoil my babygirl.” His hand landed on your ass, “Of-fuck!” You breathed into his mouth.

“Spoil my babygirl… Buy her clothes, jewellery…” He listed as you sloppily kissed around his mouth. “Take care of my love…” He let you kiss down his neck while he continued, “I will pay for your tuition. I will pay for everything because you are mine. My babygirl, my girlfriend, the love of my life… Y/N,” He slurred.

“Now, take my cock out, baby. Come on, ride me like a good girl.” He patted your ass and looked at you with gentle eyes. He was always weighing your reactions.

You gulped when you fished his dick out from his baggy bottoms. “There you go, he is yours to play with…” Taehyung whispered into your ear as you looked down while biting your lips. 

“Sir gave you a large toy, huh?” Taeahyung’s chest vibrated with a low chuckle as you gave him little tugs. 

“There you go, start slowly…” Taehyung melted into the couch as your hands did wonders on him. He could genuinely cum just from this slow, impeded pace. 

“Tae…” You weren’t in the mood to jerk him off. You needed that cock in you right away. As if Taehyung could read your mind, he nodded when you dropped your wet cunt over his shaft. 

Taehyung hissed loudly, you jolted away. “You- you’re just so wet.” Taehyung kept a firm hand on your hips and brought you back to him. 

“Because you made me so wet.” You pouted while bouncing yourself over his long shaft. As he was sitting down, it wasn’t easy to feel him rub against you. If he was laying down, you could feel that long dick rub onto your clit his best glory. Taehyung saw your attention to get the best stimulation.

“Why don’t you sit on it, baby? Take me in and swirl your hips around it, mhmm? You like that, don’t you?” He offered. 

“Let’s do it slowly. You aren’t stretched very well. Go slow… Baby-” You weren’t seemed to care about his calm guidance. So Taehyung stopped you firmly, one hand on your hips and the other one on your face. “You are going to listen, Sir, okay? Do what he tells you…” 

Taehyung placed a wet kiss on your puckered lips when you nodded. 

“Now, take it slowly.” His arms returned to the back of the couch, spreading his arms cockily as you desperately tried to take his cock in. 

“Yes, just like that babygirl. Take the tip in only. Tease yourself nice and good. Hah, look at yourself dripping onto my thighs… You are a messy girl, aren’t you? No, don’t apologize. You better drip on me, paint me in your juices.” 

You spurred, hiding your face into his neck. “You are already huge and you keep making it difficult with all that dirty talk…” You groaned. 

“You are a sucker for my dirty talk, baby.” Taehyung rolled his hips slightly up, just enough to dirty your skin with his precum. 

“Fuck, yes I am.” You confessed breathlessly and continued where you left off. 

“There you go, yes, that’s amazing, babygirl. You are doing so well.” This time you were more comfortable with taking him in. 

“I can already feel that warm cunt… Good girl. You are listening very well. Now, try going deeper, baby. Can you do that for me? Just a bit deeper… There you go, yeah fucking whine for me.” 

You stopped holding his dick and dug your fingers into his shoulders. It helped you have a better balance and get closer to your smoking-hot boyfriend. 

“Bounce for me, baby. Come on you know you can take all of this cock. It is yours…” He uttered his words to your ear with his warm breath on your shoulders. He knew how to get you excited only with his words. You gave him back by following his words. You sat above his dick, placed your hands on his shoulder and started to bounce with half of his dick in you. The pleasure kicked in seconds later. “Taehyung! Baby…” Your back arched on his lap, tits rubbing to his chin as he spread his thighs. 

“Look at yourself… Fuck, baby, you are so hot. Keep going, keep riding.” He helped you bounce on him with his generous hands on your ass. “Go at your own pace. Don’t force-” Taehyung groaned halfway through his sentence when you decided to take him deeper and deeper with every bounce. 

“Y/N…” He sighed when he was covered by your walls. “You are such a nice girl for me. Nice, spoiled girl.” He kissed your shoulders.

“Tae…” You let a warning moan for him. 

“Yes, baby?” He rubbed your ass. 

“Can I cum?” You asked with a bounce. He was hitting where you needed him, and it showed on your face. How could he say no to you when the pleasure already painted your face? “Please, I have been a good girl for you…” You tried to persuade him by swirling your hips around him. 

“Yes, baby. Use my dick to get yourself there, okay? Don’t even hesitate…” Taehyung gave himself to you and get ready to support you. 

After that, only your screams and slurs filled Taehyung’s ears. You bounced around him at the angle you wanted as he sat under you, clenching his stomach, trying not to cum before you. 

Seconds later, you started whining.

“Oh, do you like my dick that much? Are you gonna cry on my cock like a slut? I thought I trained my babygirl better than this?” Taehyung’s fake pity made you even whinier. 

“But, it goes so deep, Sir…” You whined because your sensitive walls needed a release.

“I know, baby. You only take it the way you feel comfortable…” Taehyung brought his hands to your tummy and caressed it lovingly, but you shook your head to the sides violently. 

“No! No, I want it all the way in. Taehyung, please, let me have it.” You begged him even though you were in the power to take whatever you wanted.

“Oh, baby… You can just take it as much as you can.” Taehyung tried to remind you as you continued begging him sweetly.

“Or you just want to be spoiled, huh? Is that you want? Is that why you cry like little whore? You just want me to give it to you.” Taehyung sighed lovingly as he thrust up to your figure on him. “I will give you all the cock you need, baby. Keep yourself nice and steady, and Sir will give you everything you want. There we go… Take it nice for me. Come on scream for me Y/N…” His hands returned to their previous places, but this time he had his hand wrapped around your throat. 

“Aahh, I feel that cunt squeezing me dry… Such a nice, tight, warm pussy you have for me, baby. I want it to cum for me. Can you do that, baby? Can you cum on my dick nicely like a spoiled girl you are? Let it go for me. There you go, cum for me.” 

Your back arched back as your high approached you. He was thrusting up to get you there, “Cum for me, you little horny slut.” As you got closer, Taehyung squeezed your neck slightly.

“My babygirl, taking my dick that she can’t handle. But look at you going crazy for my dick. You gonna cum on it, baby? Cum for me, give it to me. Give me fucking show, come on.” 

It sting when you dug your nails into Taehyung’s shoulder and came in a violent shudder. You shook on his lap while his dick stood planted inside you. Your quick breaths and tight cunt easily made him ooze his load into you. 

“You did amazing, Y/N… Shh, stay here.” He caressed your shaking back as he hugged you into his chest. You indulged in his scent for hours after.

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Best Dad-dy (smut) Kim Taehyung x reader

Could Taehyung be any happier? He had a well-paying and satisfying job, an excellent wife, and an adorable little son. Things were difficult, but with your help, he solved every problem on his way. All of the challenges paid off and he ended up with his dream life. 

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader  

summary: Taehyung proves that he is the best dad. 

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

genre/warnings: DILF TAEHYUNG, Taehyung being a great dad, unprotected sex, a minor breeding kink, name calling, as always Taehyung speaks dirty. 

word count: 10.5K

A/N1:  First of all, IT IS A SHAME THAT THERE IS NOT ENOUGH DAD!TAEHYUNG FIC. WE MUST BE ASHAMED OF OURSELF.

A/N2: Please don’t mind spelling and grammar errors.

A/N3:  If you like to check my other work, here is my masterlist filled with Taehyung smut. 

If you like this, you will LOVE Norway, and you will like i’m mad and Spoiled. 

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Your little boy ran towards his daddy’s car. It was impressive how he could recognise it in the middle of a semi-closed garage. “Appa,” the little boy called. 

“Is Appa there?” You followed him to the back of the car while your son shook his head on the verge of crying.

Your beautiful son Daehyung had a fever and spent the weekend mostly in bed with his father. You weren’t calm as you thought you would be and quickly called Taehyung’s mum to visit you. She was ever-lovely and soothed you in your worries. It was very normal for your little baby to get sick as he started to walk and play at the park. Despite all that, you were eager to check his temperature every hour and watch him all night. 

Taehyung wasn’t much different. He tried to look calm for you, but he was quite worried. Daehyun, being the dad’s best boy, only stopped crying in Taehyung’s arms; so two of your precious boys spent all weekend cuddling.

It was Monday now. Taehyung was at work, so this morning had started with a crying disaster as your son wanted his father. He had spent all morning running in the house with Yeontan on his side to look for his father. Poor Yeontan just stuck to the baby’s side, but quickly gave up and fell asleep in his corner.

After having breakfast, you tidied around the room briefly, took out two pieces of chicken to thaw and did a load of laundry. Meanwhile, Daehyun seemed occupied with the rainbow block set that Taehyung’s brother got for him. However, the quiet time didn’t last long and Daehyun started to throw a tantrum around noon. 

So you decided to take your human and dog babies for a walk. Daehyun dozed off as soon as you stepped outside, leaving you in shock. 

After 10 minute walk, you arrived at your in-laws’ house for lunch. They were excited to see you and their grandchildren. Daehyun ran up and down the corridor with his uncle and played train with his grandfather. Taehyung's family’s love seemed to entertain Daehyun as he went in circles and was adored by them. During lunch, he chased Yeontan to feed him and the poor dog climbed on the TV unit because of the crazy attention. While Daehyun ran his terror amongst the Kim family, you chat with your mother-in-law about the cleaning person that she found for help. 

You had pretty tough labour that lasted for almost two days. Taehyung was with you in every second of it. From the first entrance to the hospital to getting your epidural, counting your contractions, and having your baby boy in your arms. He felt guilty for your pain. He was there for you as a strong husband— even though he started weeping as soon as he saw Daehyun. 

Postpartum wasn’t easy either. During birth, your doctor had to push the baby herself to help you out. So she had pressed down to your left ribs, just under your lungs with all of her strength. It was a very needed move for the birth, but you still suffer the crude pain for months. Additionally, the stitches were absolutely painful. On top of everything, you were bound to an infant with all of his life depended on you. The only thing you did during that time was to eat and feed. Without your husband and his family’s help, you could never last long. 

The overall recovery lasted around 3 months challenging you both mentally and physically. The only thing Taehyung could think about was you and his baby. Even though Taehyung had to go back to work after a week, he constantly called you or just face-timed you as he worked. 

Also, his parents were always loving and supportive. Taehyung’s mother had become your holy source for motherhood knowledge. She came to your house as Taehyung was leaving for work and helped you with everything for the first three months. She did the laundry, cleaning, cooking, everything.

Taehyung’s father was active in every event as well, and he showed his affection directly— which was something you weren’t familiar with. He had taken care of many things related to the baby’s citizenship and health insurance. They were doting parents but worshipping grandparents.

However, the most perfect grandparents couldn’t keep Daehyun busy for long. The little boy was quick to remember the absence of his father. No game, no toy or no snack could replace his father. So after his noon nap, he was back to being moody.

After dropping Yeontan at your in-laws’ house —God knows that dog deserves the fattest steak on earth after bearing a crying baby for two days— you brought your baby to Taehyung’s office. The distance was a bit long, you walked 30 minutes with Daehyun in his carrier that is strapped to your chest. On the walk to his dad’s office in downtown, Daehyun looked around tentatively and pointed various things at you. Many passers-by were taken by his cuteness and playfulness.

“Let’s go to the Appa’s office!” you exclaimed. Your little son raised his arms so you could pick him up. It was 16:50 so Taehyung’s shift was going to end on a high note. You entered the main building from the garage and took the elevator to the main area. 

You introduced yourself to the young man in the reception area “Hello, I am here for Kim Taehyung. Can you let him know?” you asked politely. The receptionist nodded his head tiredly. Who knows how many people asked him the same question?

You didn’t want to stand in front of the desk as it was pretty intimidating. Also, Daehyun was trying to get himself off of his carrier.

 “You saw the fish tank, didn’t you?” Daehyun’s eyes were fixed on the bubbling fish tank that was on the wall. As soon as you let him down, his little legs ran towards the wall. His eyes got enlarged and carefully examined the colourful fishes. He tried to knock on the glass but his small hands were too weak. 

“Mr Kim awaits you in his room. 7th floor, the second room on the left. His assistant will help you.” The receptionist talked slowly and clicked on the lift for you. 

“Daehyun, let’s see Appa,” you picked your baby up again and entered the elevator. During the ride, Daehyun made funny faces and licked all the microbes on his hands.

When the lift’s door opened, you entered a fairly quiet area. Doors of two rooms out of four were opened, one of which belonged to your husband. The assistant’s desk was empty, however, there were boxes everywhere.

You timidly made your way to your husband’s open door. You saw his back standing while another man was on a stool. “Knock, knock,” you said.

Taehyung immediately turned with a big smile on his face. Daehyun just noticed his father and started squealing on your arms. “My love,” Taehyung kissed your forehead immediately whilst holding your nape. “Welcome baby,” he whispered to you. 

Daehyun squealed louder and kicked his father for attention. “Oh, my son is here to see Appa.” Taehyung picked up the crazy toddler as Daehyun kept squealing. “Hooray!” Taehyung tossed Daehyun up. 

“He will throw up, don’t do that.” You tried to intervene but both of your boys’ laughs brought a warm smile to your face. “No, my son won’t throw up on me, right baby?” 

Taehyung and his shoulders experienced endless vomiting, but you still didn’t want to get it on his work shirts, especially the ones that made him look extra hot. Taehyung tossed Daehyun up once more and watched his baby laugh warmly. Daehyun held his father’s chin with his drool-covered hands as he kept giggling at the feeling.

Right then, you realised the room was much more crowded than you expected. You hazily remembered some of them from last year’s company party. “Y/N, darling, meet my coworkers.” Taehyung gestured to three men in their early thirties. You briefly shook hands with them. Your handsome husband was promoted to be a mid-level principal architect a month ago, so these people were very much strangers to you.

Despite your smile, Taehyung sensed how tired you were. “I have some unboxing left. I want to finish them before we leave if that’s OK for you, darling.” Taehyung held your hand with one hand and Daehyun with the other. His lips curled up timidly, weighing your reaction. You couldn’t help but smile at the big bear in front of you. “Of course darling.” You approved as he brought your hand to his mouth and placed small kisses on it. 

“Here, you sit on my chair wifey, and I will take care of it quickly.” He made you sit on the large leather chair whilst holding Daehyun, his biceps bulging attractively. He was already freaking hot and being considerate was making him annoyingly sexy. “Welcome to your office again, Taehyung. We should leave now, see you tomorrow.” All of his co-workers got his cue from the eldest-looking one and left the room.

As they were leaving, two young girls and one boy rushed into the room with glasses in their hands. “We brought tea-” One of them babbled while holding the tray. The eldest co-worker led them out too. 

“Why are you serving tea at the end of the shift?!” A yell came from the corridor.  “Ladies and gents, we should clean this mess now. We will have other stuff coming up tomorrow!”

Just like that everyone left Taehyung’s room. “Baby?” Taehyung inquired. “Are you tired, my love?” he asked with a concerned face as he saw you close your eyes with a relaxed sigh. You nodded, “Daehyun is a big naysayer without you at home.” As you spoke, your son hid his face in his father’s neck. 

“Really?” Taehyung’s lips curled up, he was amused. “Yes, we looked for you around the house all morning.” You remembered Daehyun running between rooms with only a diaper on. 

“Daehyun, don’t make Mommy tired!” Taehyung said to his son ever lovingly. He was the best father ever. “No!!” Daehyun repeated and shot a smile at you. Even with a few teeth, you were gladly sure that he had his father’s boxy smile. 

Then, Taehyung put the toddler down and kept unboxing it. “Your new office looks nice,” You commented. He was promoted recently, but his office was under renovation. “They really don’t want you to quit,” 

This job was the second job he landed after university. It was a large architecture company that designed malls, residences and even city halls. The company was fairly new at that time so it needed core, hardworking employees. However, as with any corporate job, it was very stressful. During your first months of pregnancy, many of Taehyung’s school friends quit their jobs here due to fierce competition. 

You encouraged Taehyung to do the same, you were a hundred per cent sure that he could find another job, or else you guys could move back to France where your father would gladly refer him to many of his business friends.

But Taehyung couldn’t bring himself to be unemployed as there was a baby on the road. After six months of mental warfare, the company was sold to a much more modern person, and the new Board of Directors valued the employees. As a result, your hardworking husband quickly climbed the succession ladders. 

Taehyung didn’t see himself as a white-collar until retirement. At one point he was going to start his own business. However, he needed more experience and financial power to do so. 

“Apparently, I will work for 4 days a week during the winter season. At least I will not come to the office.” Taehyung announced. You smiled at your hard-working husband and your eyes teared. 

“You are amazing, Taehyung.” You quavered. All the emotions boiled up inside you. Taehyung’s shoulder shot up and quickly kneeled in front of you. “Only because I have a perfect wife.” He held your hands on your lap and looked into your eyes dearly. 

His brown bangs were beautifully covering his forehead, his defined eyebrows were relaxed. His chocolate eyes were gleaming right at you, his lips were pressed together, and his mole was waving you hello from his nose. “My love,” Taehyung held your shoulders and gave you a small kiss on the cheek. All of your tiredness was eradicated with his gentle touch. 

“You know what?” Taehyung checked your son. “You should visit me alone next time.”  His naughty tone already indicated his intentions, his arms wrapped around your thighs from where he was kneeling. 

“We have to have sex on my desk at least.” You laughed at your ever-horny husband as he kissed your knees. “Or, I should eat you out under the table. Mhmm, babygirl, my sexy baby mama…” You blushed but you were surely down for it. “Office sex?” You asked him as his eyes ran all over your body as if you were wearing the sexiest lingerie, not jeans with a basic shirt. “Mhmm, of course, I want my wife all the time.” He kissed your knuckles a bit seductively as Daehyun started to play with magazines babbling to himself. You snickered at the little baby, cock-blocking his father.

“Daehyun, come on. Help Appa put these up.” Taehyung loved spending time with his baby more than ever. As a child, he always admired his father, and now he only had one goal: to be an admirable father. 

The little baby always fascinated his father with his intelligence. Last winter, Daehyun once pointed at the snow and said “Brr”. According to Taehyung, it was a sign of high intellect and that he will become an engineer in future. 

Plus, Daehyun was energetic and goofy like his father. The little boy always did his best to make others laugh. Just today, he sat on the TV remote and told his grandfather that the remote went on a trip — what you always say when his noisy toys go missing. 

Taehyung placed the box with various stationery in front of your baby. As the little boy played with clear tape, your sexy husband dealt with the rest. “Do you want me to help?” you asked as Taetae reached for the top shelf.

“No need, my baby mama.” He talked cutely on top of a stool. As he reached up, his bubble butt looked bigger.

“Your butt looks so sexy, baby.” You blurred out the bare truth. He looked stunning in smart office outfits— much different from the weird print shirts you met him in. Formal trousers hugged perfectly at his butt and accentuated his small waist. “Hmm, be a good girl and I will let you touch it.” He shook his ass to the sides. 

“Appa,” Daehyun pointed to his father and got up as well. Two of you locked on his movements as the little boy shook his butt too. You started laughing at the cuteness. “Does Appa shake his butt?” You asked him and the little boy did it again to amuse you.

Taehyung scowled, “Do you laugh at Appa?”  He slowly approached the little boy and picked him up. Daehyun squealed with happiness. “Are you laughing at Appa?” Taehyung asked and Daehyun kept giggling.

Then, his father tossed him up — yet his hands never left Daehyun’s body. Taehyung stopped soon after. Then, he tickled the little boy and kissed him all over his tummy while holding him above his head.

“Did you know that Mommy shakes her butt better?” Taehyung playfully talked to Daehyun. The little boy, of course, didn’t understand anything at all. “She used to dance on me all night.” You rolled your eyes at him. 

You and Taehyung met when he visited France as an exchange student. One of your friends from the architecture major was assigned to show Taehyung around. Through that friend, you met Taehyung and fell in love within a month. During that semester, you dragged him to all the bars and pubs on Paris streets. Cheap alcohol and immense attraction toward each other meant there was a lot of kissing, grabbing, and grinding. Both of you would get a bit tipsy and make out in dark streets all night.

 You were crazy on the outside but totally shy inside. Despite all of your grinds on him, sometimes you couldn’t bring yourself to talk to Taehyung. 

Taehyung was completely the opposite. If you weren’t so eager, he wouldn’t touch you that aggressively. However, once he got more comfortable, the freak inside of him revealed himself.  

You still remember being warmed by Taehyung’s large arms around you and swaying your hips to the rhythm of the music. He would occasionally groan to your ear—letting you know how much he loved your little moves.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a loud knock on the door. “Mr Kim, do you need some help?” a young woman asked Taehyung, trying to avoid eye contact. “I don’t, thanks.” Taehyung's voice suddenly became ice-cold.

“What about something to drink?” she asked again. Her body was tilted against the door. 

“Do you want to drink something, my love?” Taehyung asked you. You shook your head. “I am fine. Thank you.” 

“My wife and I are good Miss…?” Taehyung didn’t know this lady’s name but saw her around a lot. “Jeon-” The girl uttered.

Taehyung let a second of silence pass. “I would be pleased if you and your intern friends didn’t wander around. You are here for work, not gossiping.” Taehyung set the distance sharply. “Also, your job isn’t coffee service, please act accordingly.” The young girl bowed quickly and left the room. 

“Ouch,” You remarked Taehyung’s bitterness.

“What?” Taehyung shrugged. “All they do is talk all day.” He sounded like your old bosses. “Yeah, because they are still students!” You exclaimed. Expecting interns to act like full professionals was dumb in your opinion. 

“They kept flirting with your husband though.” Taehyung placed a wooden pencil holder on his desk and shrugged with a pout on his lips. “Mhmm, well, I would do too if my supervisor was this hot.” You sneakily hugged his back. Your small frame tried to engulf him as your chest pressed against his broad back. 

Taehyung chuckled at your comment. “Hmm, you are feeding my office fantasy, babygirl.” He turned his face to you and whispered in your ear. “It wouldn’t take much for me to get me on my knees if you were my intern.” Taehyung turned his face to you and wrapped his arm around you. You giggled, "Oh, Mr Kim, that’s very flattering…" 

Taehyung kissed a tiny trail on your neck, “I heard that the finance department could make room for my intelligent wife,” His large hands grasped your ass. 

You brushed his nose with yours, "Yeah? Only if you promise to fuck me every lunch break." As soon as you flirted back, Taehyung's cock shifted in its confines. 

"You know I am a weak whore when it comes to you, wifey." Taehyung confessed dearly, making you laugh again.

"I know, baby, you-"  Right then, a voice belonging to a small person cut the sweet scene.

“Mommy,” Daehyun called for you. Your baby was still very much dependent on you. The little boy was still sitting next to the pile of magazines. “Milk,” he said, reaching for your arms. You smiled at his soft eyes looking at you. 

Daehyun ate solids perfectly, but he still wanted to be breastfed, and you wanted it too. It was a bonding experience you and your baby shared. Probably he was never going to remember those moments, but you had every second engraved in your brain. Also,  breastfeeding was good for his health too. With the approval of your doctor and your mother-in-law, you decided to breastfeed him as long as possible.

“Come, my baby boy.” You picked him up; however, you still had his baby carrier on. When your hands tried to lose the knots, Taehyung’s hands stopped you. “Let me help you, gorgeous,” his hands skillfully replaced yours. He got rid of the carrier and brought the blue diaper bag. It was the end of March but you still carried a blanket with you just in case.  Taehyung took the blanket out and guided you to sit on his leather chair. 

You undid your pants to release your T-shirt whilst holding your baby. Meanwhile, Taehyung closed the blinds and locked the door. You didn’t care about nudity when it came to feeding your child. Your breasts were just tools to feed your baby, not a sexual thing for you. However, Taehyung got uncomfortable when you whipped out your breast outside of the home. He was scared of someone looking at it indecently; even the possibility made his blood boil. 

Breastfeeding also introduced you to front-closure bras. They were a bit awkward at first but very convenient. As your left tit dropped out, Daehyun pushed his legs up with excitement. Taehyung chuckled, “Like father, like son.” 

You rolled your eyes and got comfortable on the chair. Breastfeeding lasted anywhere from 25 to 30 minutes when Daehyun was hungry. He could go longer if the little boy wanted attention.

“Rest your legs up, darling.” Taehyung dragged one of the visitor chairs to rest your legs up. He carefully removed your sneakers and lifted them. During your pregnancy, he massaged them for you.

 He kissed your forehead with a big content sigh. Could Taehyung be any happier? He had a well-paying and satisfying job, an excellent wife, and an adorable little son. Things were difficult, but with your help, he solved every problem on his way. All of the challenges paid off and he ended up with his dream life. 

Taehyung got back to unpacking the last two boxes before leaving: one box from his old office and the other from one box filled with printing paper. He slowly opened the second box and put a stack of paper in the printer. 

The other box was already open. His tea mug was on top with his blue and black pens in it. It also had rubber bands around them. The promotion letter was in the box too with other random papers. Then, there were framed pictures of his family: his most precious treasures. 

The first frame was from the wedding. His large arms were wrapped around your waist and your hands were on his chest — a classic wedding photo. Your angelic smile was radiating even from the picture. It was the reminder of a wonderful life he began with you.

The other frame was from Daehyun’s first trip to France. Last summer, you visited your family’s summer house in southern France. You and Taehyung travelled frequently as a young couple. Both of you usually stayed at shitty motels or camped outside. Sometimes you guys just didn’t sleep at all. 

However, with Daehyun, you had to carefully plan your holidays. This picture was from one of those carefully planned holidays, taken in a marina near a couple of tourist attractions.  You had a red summer dress and Taehyung had a tropical flowered blouse with white shorts— the biggest DILF energy. On the other hand, Daehyun had a long-sleeved shirt and long pants with a bucket head. He had sunscreen all over his face. Taehyung was holding Daehyun on his side and hugging you. It was tiring but the most fun holiday Taehyung ever had. Daehyun was still so young, but he was willing to do everything with his dad. Taehyung built sandcastles with his son on the beach and swam in the gorgeous blue sea. Plus, seeing you in your bikini with Daehyun in your arms was a splendid sight. Taehyung smacked your ass with his wet cold hands when you lay under the umbrella and showed your sexy body to everyone. 

The last picture was of you and him again, kissing each other in front of the Eiffel Tower. It was probably taken two or three months into dating. Taehyung looked at himself in the picture. What he was seeing basically seemed like a child to him. If he saw that 22 years-old-Taehyung, he would say: “Don’t give up on your love no matter what. She is going to give you a reason to live.” Then, he looked at your figure in the picture. You could get mistaken as a teenager even though you were a year younger than him. Your face was rounder in the picture. Your fingers were holding his face as both of you shared a kiss.

Taehyung reminisced about the past while a big lump sat in his throat. He still couldn’t believe that you were his wife the mother of his children, and his life partner.

“Baby,” Taehyung softly called for you. Your tired eyes found him, then the picture he was holding. 

You smiled at him as Daehyun slurped at your nipple. Taehyung chuckled and left everything on his desk to look at his baby boy.

 “Is it yummy?” Taehyung asked, resting his face on your shoulder. Daehyun’s eyes looked over his father’s face whilst innocently drinking milk. As your husband seemed to be enchanted by the little boy, you kissed his cheek. Taehyung immediately gave you his famous boxy smile. “My gorgeous wife,” he sighed to the crook of your neck and peppered a few kisses onto your skin. Then, Daehyun slurped at your nipple again. It was a sign that the little baby was feeling sleepy. 

“Okay, now I am getting jealous,” Taehyung told Daehyun who could barely open his eyes. “Sshh, he is going to sleep in seconds.” Just as you said, Daehyun released your nipple. Sometimes he would wake up from his sleep and continue drinking, so you usually waited a few minutes to make sure he was sleeping. Taehyung chuckled as his son fell asleep his mouth open, his cute double chin was, of course, covered with drool. 

“He sleeps like you,” You commented lovingly and your finger softly pushed Daehyun’s chin to close his mouth. As he felt your touch, the little boy opened his mouth and aimed for your nipple again.

“Wow,” Taehyung said dramatically. “That’s- that’s living life.” he scoffed and his brows furrowed. You looked at him confused, “Sleeping in your arms and suckling your nipples at any place without question must be good, huh.” 

This time you scoffed at his behaviour. “Do you realise he is your son?” You silently opposed. “It’s against bro code anyway!” Taehyung pouted.

After 10 minutes of breastfeeding and a catastrophic burp on Taehyung’s new chair, your son was asleep in your arms. Taehyung also finished decorating the four shelves behind his desk and watched his little man in your arms. “Darling, can you carry him to the car?” you asked while Taehyung wore his suit jacket. Your arms were tired of holding him steadily to your chest. “Of course, love.” Taehyung sounded a bit worried, thinking that he doesn’t do enough for you.

You slowly stood up and handed Daehyun to Taehyung’s large arms. He held his treasure delicately and laid him on his shoulder. Your joints cracked loudly during the process due to not moving. As Taehyung cooed Daehyun’s back, you covered his little body with a blanket; voila, the hottest dilf you have ever seen was created before you. Taehyung raised his eyebrows at your giggling, “What?”

You shrugged, “You look really hot with our baby in your arms. THE biggest dilf energy I felt ever.” you held your crotch dramatically as Taehyung giggled. “Maybe you should fuck me,” he slapped your ass with one hand as you tidied yourself up.

 Then, you took the diaper bag and pushed his chair back in place. After one last check, you opened the door to leave. 

The corridor was more crowded than you expected. Some of the co-workers were still chatting at the secretary’s desk. As you walked towards them, Taehyung’s fingers intertwined with yours. “That’s better,” he mumbled. 

“Ahh, Taehyung! Is that your son?” a high voice filled the corridor. Taehyung instinctively stepped back, checking on his son. Who could scream this loud in the workplace? You furrowed your brows. 

Taehyung shushed the screaming lady. “Uh, I am sorry,” she quickly said, completely ignoring you. Others bowed as both of you came closer. “Mrs Park, look at this cutie!” This time she was quiet with an excited voice. An older woman came over to the desk to see Daehyun. “Oh, little sleepy boy,” she said with a lower voice. “He is adorable, Mr Kim.” she continued. 

“Well, I didn’t have anything to do with that. That’s all thanks to my wife..” Taehyung pulled you close to him proudly and wrapped his hand around your waist. You blushed as everybody looked at you. “Of course,” Mrs Park nodded, you highly doubted if she meant it. 

“We should before he gets cold.” Taehyung exchanged goodbyes and both of you walked towards the lift. 

Thankfully, Daehyun was still soundly asleep in his dad’s arms. Taehyung clicked on the lift’s button and stood tall in front of you. 

“Should we get take-outs?” He asked quietly.

You immediately opposed, “No, I got some chicken out of the freezer. We will have chicken soup, you know the flu season is hard this year, and we have leftovers from yesterday.” Your chicken soup was something Taehyung could never say no to. It was his comfort food. 

“Hmm, my day goes super well. First, your visit; then, chicken soup. Oh, fuck, I love it when you wife me.” Taehyung held and kissed your knuckles slowly. 

As both of you entered the empty lift cabin Taehyung buried his nose into his baby’s cheek, “He smells so sweet. I can’t get enough.” 

Yes, Daehyun’s baby smell was incredible. You laughed at him, “He smells like milk and his gorgeous mother,” Taehyung slowly kissed Daehyun’s cheek and wrapped the blanket tightly. “You still have the baby seat, right?” You remembered Taehyung taking it off as the car went to the repair shop last week. 

“It is in the boot baby, don’t worry.” Both of you got off the lift and walked to the car. Taehyung’s face glowed under the afternoon sun, his bangs covering his gorgeous forehead. His jaw was clenched, focused on carrying Daehyun safely. The grey suit fitted him perfectly and gave off the sexiest young professional feels. The top two shirt buttons were undone, revealing his honey-coloured skin. When you got closer to the car, Taehyung clicked the button. “Do you wanna drive?” You looked at the big scary black jeep and shook your head. “Noppee.” 

You got your driving license when you were 20 years old and have probably driven about three times since then. Taehyung knew that you weren’t a confident driver, so he wanted to encourage you to start driving. With Daehyun growing up, he wanted you to have more freedom. “Come on, baby…” Taehyung tried insisting. 

“Nah, I want to watch my husband drive. Why did I marry you if you weren’t going to be my personal chauffeur?” Taehyung was more than happy to drive you anywhere you want. However, he had serious plans of getting you a car as an anniversary gift, so he was testing the waters to be sure. “Is it because Noire is large?” Taehyung asked.

And yes, he named his car Noire after the bar name he met you in Paris. He gave Daehyun to you slowly and took off the baby seat from the boot. “No, it is not that. It is just- I feel so worried even with the thought of sitting in the driver’s seat.” You complained while he secured the baby seat.

After placing Daehyun carefully, he called you. “Wait, wait.” 

“I want to open the door for my princess- for my queen.” His loving hands held you and opened the door. “Mademoiselle, please.” He politely bowed to you.

You let him help you sit on your seat, “I am a married woman, Monsieur. It should be Madame.” Your sexy role-play went immediately to his dick. Fuck, yes, you were his wife. “My apologies, Madame. Please let me make it up.” Taehyung kept playing his role. Before you can speak, his lips moulded against yours in a warm hug. You hummed into the kiss as he pulled you tighter. His sweet taste and smell filled up every bud on your body, and your brain quickly relaxed in his touch. Taehyung dipped his tongue into your mouth and scraped it against the roof of your mouth. 

"Mmhmm, tastes like my fucking wife." Taehyung licked his lips and moaned at your taste. But you couldn't care less, the only thing your mind was focused on was feeling his lips on yours again. So you pulled him down by his tie and connected your lips. Taehyung got your message and started kissing your lips even messier, caressing your boobs on the way.

You squeezed his shoulders while moaning, “Taetae, we are out.” You hid your face on his shoulders. “So? We did nastier things in public, wifey.” He whispered to your ear as you whimpered. Your body jolted against him as he dived deeper. “Mhmm, I remember.” This time you spread your legs and pull him closer. You remembered how he used to fuck you in his old red Toyota car in between lectures, or on study breaks. It was probably the steamiest sexy you guys ever had.

 “I love you, babygirl.” He kissed the top of your head and went around the car to get into his seat.

The drive back home went quiet. Taehyung occasionally grabbed your hand and kissed your knuckles, his hands sometimes rubbed your thighs too. You watched your husband skillfully drive in the hectic rush hour traffic whilst listening to smooth jazz. As Taehyung parked at your apartment complex’s garage, Daehyun was looking out with his large doe eyes. “Baby, did you wake up?” Taehyung looked at his smiley son from the rear-view mirror. 

Daehyun wiggled his legs to set himself free from the seat belt. “Appa will get you, wait for me.” Your husband called. In return, Daehyun squealed with an excited toss. 

You too got out of the car whilst your two cute babies laughed. Your tiredness didn’t matter when you saw Taehyung and Daehyun having the greatest fun.

While you closed the doors, Taehyung let out a big laugh. “He has the nastiest diaper. What have you done, Daehyun?” Your little boy was laughing at his dad's reaction. “Oh no, we need air support.” Taehyung raised Daehyun up and made helicopter noises. You kept giggling at the sight.

When you entered the house, Taehyung took off his and Daehyun’s clothes and bathed him. It was the only way to get rid of that much poop, he said. Meanwhile, you heated the leftovers and finished making the chicken soup. As the soup simmered on the stove, you checked up on your boys. Of course, they were on your big bed cuddling each other. Taehyung got the heating panel up so the little baby boy could show off his tummy to his father without getting cold. Taehyung was only wearing boxers as well. His body was very distracting…

“Oh, did my two little boys have a bath?” Daehyun smiled from the bed, he was trying to roll onto his tummy.  “Did you bathe with Appa, my baby?” You lay down next to your cute baby while his father picked up the wet towels on the bed. His body was wet, abs waving hello to you. His pectorals were flexing as he noticed your gaze. His black boxers were wet. His leg muscles were to die for, all those walking during his early 20s had apparently paid off.

“My sweet baby smells amazing!” You smelt Daehyun’s arms. The little boy reached for your hair in return and playfully tugged it. “Does Appa smell nice?” Taehyung asked, lying down next to Deahyung. “Hmm, let’s see.” You rubbed your chin as the little boy between you watched tentatively. Taehyung extended his arm for you to smell it. “Yes!” You squealed. “Appa smells amazing!” Deahyung tossed his little legs up at your excitement and turned to his dad. His little arms pushed him up to his knees. Then, he buried his small face into his dad’s elbow. “Appa ama-in-” 

You couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. He imitated the way you widen your eyes as you spoke. Taehyung helped the little boy sit down. “How about Mommy?” He asked your son while winking at him. Taehyung’s large arms slowly crept on you. “I am going to smell Mommy.” He was imitating a villain’s voice.  “Mommy,” your little baby jumped on you before his dad could hug you. The hug surprised you and almost brought you to tears. “My mommy,” Daehyun laid on your chest as Taehyung caught his legs. This time Daehyun shrieked. Just like that, your husband and son started wrestling.  Daehyun giggled continuously. He extended his arms to you as Taehyung held him up with his left hand. Daehyun kept giggling and he drooled down onto his dad’s arm. 

“Oh no, Daehyun is flying again!” you snickered at the situation. Not long after, Taehyung lowered Daehyun to his chest and pulled you close to him. “Mhmm, Mommy smells amazing too!” Taehyung kissed your forehead. “My Mommy!” Again, Daehyun wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled his little body onto you. As their energy levels dropped, you got a good cuddling session with your loves. Thanks to Taehyung’s body heat and the heating panel, Daehyun was comfortably lying on your chest while Taehyung patted his bum. 

Taehyung pulled you closer to him with a deep sigh and wrapped one arm around you. Now, your head was on Taehyung's shoulder, inches away from his face. "This is the best," he mumbled as Daehyun started to move again. Daehyung came up to kiss your forehead, just like he saw his dad did, all while holding himself up with the help of Taehyung’s face. As the little boy held onto his dad's face for support, Taehyung made a snorting sound. 

“You were saying he was Appa’s boy?” Taehyung snickered and watched his little son place a drool-covered lick on your forehead. “He is!” You tried to speak but Daehyun dropped his fat belly onto your face. This time Taehyung let out a big laugh. 

“Daeyhun!! Only Daddy can choke Mommy.” Taehyung playfully scolded. You gasped scandalously as Taehyung continued laughing while holding his stomach. You lifted the chubby baby out of your face. Daehyun giggled with the two of you, very glad to be the reason for your laugh.

“My baby!” You lowered the little baby to your chest this time. Little Daehyun knew this feeling very well and he immediately snuggled you again. His one hand held your neckline with his fragile hands. You grew heart eyes at the sight of this precious scene. Taehyung was the same if not more moved. He looked at how the little part of him, his most precious son, cuddling with you. He could feel how Daehyun felt safe, looking up at you in utmost awe. 

“Like father, like son.” He looked at the big cuddle cloud containing his life treasures: his wife and son.

“Come here, Daddy.” You stretched your arm to Taehyung, which he gladly take. You released a pleasing sound when Taehyung laid his head on your shoulder. “How are you so warm?” 

You answered your own question. “My furnace.” You murmured and rubbed your face to his damp hair. Taehyung smiled just like his son at your devoted love and dirty compliment. He couldn’t hug you as tight as he would like as he didn’t want to crush Daehyun. 

“Are you hungry, my baby?” You asked quietly. Taehyung continued to watch his little son playing with the collar of your shirt.

You asked again, this time with your fingers in Taehyung’s hair. “I am talking to my man-baby.” Taehyung looked up into your eyes same as Daehyun and smiled cutely. “Yes, Mummy.” He said with an annoying voice. 

Your reaction was to die for as your face crumbled into disgust. “Oh fuck off really…” You tried to push his head on your shoulder. Taehyung was the total opposite, he cuddled you more. “My love! Don’t kink shame me.” 

You gave him a giggle as he started to kiss your neck playfully. “I am proudly kink shaming you, Daddy!” You tried to push him off just for jokes. Taehyung faked a groan, “I am still getting hard on the Daddy kink, wifey. Don’t tempt me.” He whispered into your ear as if Daehyun was going to understand. 

“Oh, you are THE temptation, Taehyung. Look at yourself…” You eyed his naked chest. 

“Mhmm, wifey…” He kissed your cheek and rose to his knees next to you. “This is me whoring myself for you… Come on, touch it.” He grabbed your hand on Daehyun and place it on his abs. 

You felt them momentarily but pulled yourself from the temptation quickly. “I hope you are free this night, Mr Kim Taehyung.” You said, pointing to Daehyun. The little boy was unaware of anything.

“Oh, the offer sound amazing, Mrs Kim Y/N. I would love to give you a little tour around the exhibition.” Taehyung ran your hand from his abs to his precious asset. You immediately gasped when your hand felt his dick.

“There is a child!” You laughed at Taehyung’s bold moves and sit up on the bed. 

Daehyun’s clothes were already laid on the side of the bed, directly in front of the heating panel like a cute bear.

Taehyung got up and sit behind you. You giggled, “Get dressed, appa bear.” He gave you shoulder kisses. As your hands move to get Daehyun’s clothes, Taehyung stopped you.  “My love,” He whispered whilst arms wrapped around your waist. “Let me take care of our baby.” He kissed your shoulder as Daehyun started to suck his own thumb. You smiled at the sight and the sensation. “You work so much during the day already…” You mumbled, giving in to Taehyung's sweet kisses.

Taehyung continued kissing you as you dropped your head to his chest. “I am working for our family, my love, so you do too. We are a perfect team together, my wife… Mhmm? My sweet wife…” Taehyung peppered your neck and shoulder with kisses until he lost his breath. “Also, it is never actually tiring to take care of Daehyun and you. I always feel so full here…” Taehyung pressed his hand to your heart. He did his best not to notice your swollen tits but sensation chased him. 

You groaned slightly when his hand almost grabbed your tit. Your boobs become sensitive a long time ago, and his large warm hand awakened more nerves than he soothed. “I will get our baby ready…” 

You nodded. Even though Taehyung thought you would go finish dinner, you lay on the bed, next to Daehyun, enclosed by his dad's long legs so he couldn’t roll off the bed. 

Taehyung smiled fatherly as Daehyun looked at you curiously as you lay next to him. The little boy wanted to get closer to you as Taehyung carefully slipped Daehyun's small arms into the soft onesie. The most difficult part was to stop Daehyun from suckling his thumb. When Taehyung tried to stop him, Daehyun let out a small whine, which Taehyung managed to stop with his low comforting voice. 

“He is about to sleep again. Maybe I shouldn’t have bathe him right away.” Taehyung said as if it was a lullaby. His low and velvety voice made you sleepy too.

“It’s okay.” You mumbled as you got comfortable on the bed. Taehyung let you as he got dressed. Before leaving the bed, he placed a few pillows around Daehyun’s empty side to provide him safety. Then, he picked up the dirty baby clothes and disappear from your hearing zone. You were sure that he went to the laundry room but you were too lazy to open your eyes or ask him. Taehyung didn’t come to the bedroom for a while. He set the table for you and him and got Daehyun’s chair ready. 

When he returned, he had worn his pyjamas and placed a wet smooch on your cheek. Taehyung slowly patted your bum, “Let’s have our dinner, my babies.” If you didn’t wake up when he called for the second time, he decided to leave you to sleep. Thankfully, you opened your eyes with a subtle smile. You pointed your cheek, “Another one, please.” 

Taehyung gladly gave you another kiss, and you hummed. “One more,” you said, pouting your lips at him. Taehyung grinned, “Mwwahh” He loudly kissed your lips.

“Perfect,” You sighed and stretched your back. Daehyun was already trying to reach for his daddy with an adorable face. “Appa!” He called for Taehyung. 

“My prince, my queen…” Taehyung picked up Daehyun and held his hand out for you. “Your dinner is ready.” He walked two of you to the kitchen with a posh butler expression slapped on his face. You let Taehyung guide your chair with his hand on your back. “Please sit down, Madame.” He continued his roleplay while earning snickering from you.  

“Thank you, Monsieur.” You planted a wet, sweet kiss onto his cheek when he pulled your chair for you. The next was Daehyun, he was placed on his feeding chair, and Kim’s dinner began. 

Taehyung’s little roleplay slowly ceased when he brought the meals to the table and thanked you. “Thank you for cooking, wifeyyy!” He kissed your hand like a gentleman after starting to feed Daehyun and himself. He insisted that you would eat your dinner uninterrupted. However, your two lovely boys were enough of a distraction. You watched them fondly as Daehyun tried to copy his dad by using his chopsticks and failed to bring the kimbap to his mouth. 

Dinner was lovely even though the little boy made a huge mess on the floor as he played with his rice. Taehyung insisted on cleaning the kitchen so you could sleep, but you had a lot more planned in your head. 

You held Taehyung by the collar as he insisted to walk you to the couch. “Go and play with our kid. Make sure he gets really tired because I will play with you later, Daddy.” Your eyes looking up at him intimidatingly, and your hand squeezing him shook Taehyung’s core so he decided to behave. “Yup, yeah, Ma’am. I will.” He picked up Taehyung while ogling your figure. “Go, go.” You pushed his hand slightly as his hand came for a sneaky grab on your ass while he looked your body up and down.  

Taehyung and Daehyun played games throughout the whole afternoon. Thanks to his dad finding new ways to play different games, Daehyun was occupied and thoroughly exhausted. Meanwhile, you did some housework that would otherwise never get done because of the energetic and curious Daehyun. 

“Look, mummy! A t-ric-era-top!” Daehyun ran towards to open kitchen from the living room, hugging your legs. He made the blueish-green dinosaur toy in his hand walk on your leg. 

“Oh, wow! He is scary!” You played along while lowering yourself to his level. “No, mummy. He is a nice dinosaur.” Daehyun rubbed his face at the small toy. You ran your hand over his hair, gosh he was so cute. “Are you friends with the dinosaur, baby?” You asked him while carefully examining the toy. 

Daehyun nodded, “Yes. He has a dad too!” Daehyun looked at his empty hand, his chubby fingers squeezing the air. “Where is the dad dinosaur?” You curiously asked. Right then Taehyung came right behind the cabinet. He was on his knees like a cat, but he was rawr-ing. 

“Rawwwrrr, I am looking for my son…. Rawrrr.” Taehyung walked on his hands and knees in slow motion, voice playfully hoarse imitating a dinosaur. 

Daehyun squealed with happiness when he saw his dad. Taehyung came towards the two of you. “I am a dad dinosaur! Did you see my son?” He asked Daehyun as he hid the toy behind his back. He pouted, “No, you are my dad!” Daehyun’s little feet stomp made you laugh. 

Taehyung, on the other hand, was mesmerized by the reaction. Before he could say anything, Daehyun hugged Taehyung’s neck and tried to climb on his back. 

“Of course, I am Daehyun’s dad!” Taehyung sat on his feet, straightened his back and picked up Daehyun, who was hugging him so tightly.

Taehyung looked up at you from where he was kneeling. His eyes were teary with love. You smiled at them fondly and ran your hair through your husband’s hair. “We should find the dinosaur’s dad too, then?” Taehyung asked after planting kisses on the little boy’s cheeks. Daehyun nodded but continued to cling to his father’s arms instead of returning to their game. Two of your boys returned to the living room while holding each other dearly. 

—

Mindlessly scrolling through Instagram was the best weekday night self-care you could think of. Mind off, pyjamas on, just scrolling through the endless pit of reels reseted your mind for some reason. You loved that you could just hide away from all of your responsibilities and have endless screen time. 

“Daehyun has fallen asleep.” Taehyung entered the bedroom with the baby phone in his hand. “That means special time for mummy and daddy.” 

You giggled at his puffy eyes begging to sleep. “Come to bed, baby daddy.” You called him while an endless loop of a video played on your phone. 

“OF COURSE, I AM COMING.” Taehyung took off his black basic T-shirt in one swift moment and jumped on the bed. “And I am gonna devour this mummy.” He immediately took his place on top of you and started to tug on your shorts.

“Omg Taehyung!” You playfully whined. With a toddler, you knew foreplay was boujee. 

“Yes, that’s what you will scream soon.” He said in his infamous dirty voice that made you soil your panties every time. You answered by kissing him. Kissing him sensually and endlessly was enough foreplay for you. 

“Mhmm, wifey….” Taehyung breathed out to your face with a dummy smile. “Out of breath, honey?” You asked when he resisted back as you tugged his face onto your lips back. 

“I wanna fuck you so bad, wifey.” He said, oh god, so blatantly and easily. Your nose crunched up. “Omg, how can you be still shy? You are my fucking wifeee! We literally created a human together.” Taehyung groaned, but it didn’t stop him from kissing down your neck to your chest and navel. He easily got rid of your shorts and took off your panties with them. 

“Just let me say hi for a few seconds.” He said, immediately finding his place between your legs. He latched his lips onto your cunt immediately. He kissed it the same way he kissed your lips. You sweetly hummed at the wet sensation. Even though you were very accustomed to this feeling, you were very sensitive to his mouth. 

“Nice.” Your hand was already in Taehyung’s hair, pushing and pulling his head for a perfect angle. He let you have your way with his mouth, grind against it, dirty his face. He simply took what you gave him with deep groans of pleasure.

Taehyung enjoyed getting you soaking for him before he did anything with his dick. He followed your lead and catered to you without any power play. Your pure pleasure on his tongue was enough of an award. Until you pulled his head, Taehyung kept slowly making out with your cunt. Almost the entire of his face was covered in your cream.

“Cock, please.” You breathed out. Taehyung giggled, “As you wish your Majesty.” He loved seeing you spoiled. He loved spoiling you with his big dick. 

You hummed as Taehyung ran his dick up your slit, coating himself with your juice. He hissed, “Fuck.” You were almost lulled by the action. It soothed your raging core. “My pretty wife…” Taehyung mumbled as slowly pushed himself inside you. He sighed, “Fuck- Still my pretty slut.” You were so warm around him and so wet. His cock drowned in you. 

“Ahh,” Taehyung moaned when you wrapped your legs around his waist. “So good, baby.” You mumbled to him, eyes closed. 

“Yeah?” Taehyung asked as he pushed himself deeper. It made you moan out. “Even after all these years, you are so perfect, baby.” Taehyung freed himself from your legs, goosebumps had risen all over them. He stood tall between your thighs, presenting his gorgeous dad body to yours. Your hands didn’t reach all the way up to his baby abs, only your fingertips caressed his smooth skin. 

“Still got me-” Taehyung huffed out, “breathless.” His hands gently smoothed around your body, he had to touch every inch of your skin. “My love…” He pressed a kiss on your wrist that tried to come up to his face. “My wife…” He kissed your palm, “Mother of my child.” His cloudy mouth pressed onto your knuckles gently. 

“Tae-t” Your breath hitched in your throat. Why were you this sensitive to your husband? Your twitches and whimpers were so embarrassing.  

“Y/N…” He moaned out your name and drape himself over you to fuck you on missionary. It was a classic position that he enjoyed the most. He pushed his dick into your walls with two gentle moves, they didn’t hurt but made you take deep breaths. 

Taehyung watched you sheepishly smile and tried to move your hips to fit him in. As he wordlessly got in, he continued to keep his silence when you clenched on him. He let you have your moment for awhile. Your hands came up to his shoulders, down to his biceps, caressing every inch of skin you could feel. 

Taehyung’s slightly dry skin was soothing and familiar. He had changed in throughout the years in a most handsome and mature way. Taehyung wanted to see inside your head as you touched him with gentle hands. Your body was way more perfect and powerful than his. He was still terrible at appreciating how your body was able to create a life. It was too good to be true. It was a miracle. His respect for you was always there ever since he met you, but after he saw what you went through during pregnancy, he was on his knees, bowing to you. He couldn’t even believe you were able to do any physical labour after carrying his son, let alone have him intimately again. So, Taehyung was extra gentle, caring and appreciative of you. 

“How do you want to have me, love?” Taehyung asked. “Slow? Hard? Sensual?” He asked while his lips sucked on your shoulders, breath ghosting your full breasts.

You whined under him, “Hard…” Your wet cunt agreed with a hard clench. Your hands grabbed him on the shoulders and got ready for the pounding.

Taehyung scoffed, “Oh babe, I thought we entered the phase where we can just go slow and do a lot of cock-warming.” He made sure he had a comfortable hold, “Here I was thinking how our relationship matured incredibly…” He pulled his cock out, let you take a breath, and entered you again. “But you are still the cock hungry slut.” 

You whined at the delicious way he filled you. “But Tae…” You opposed sweetly. “You are filling me up so well. You are giving me– ah baby– everything I need…” Taehyung pumped into you at a slow tempo.

“Do I?” He grinned down at you. Oh, you were stroking his ego so well. 

“Mhmmhm… You are the best lover…Doing the all work for me– ah– just letting me enjoy your nice dick.” You bit down your lip to keep it quiet. 

Taehyung’s growl filled your ears, he was always terrible at taking compliments. Taehyung’s voice was deep, low and his lips were right next to your ear. All this meant, his loose slutty mouth was going to make you cum with his words. “Yes, the fuck. You are still the same, Y/N. You are still my uni crush who begged me to pound her before her presentation. You are still a whore for me baby…” He let out a pathetic whine. “Fuck, I am still so desperate for you too… How did you make me fall in love with you this hard?” Taehyung’s lips attached you your neck as he stopped his hips. He didn’t want to cum yet. He wanted to savour you more.  

You giggled through your nose as Taehyung hid on your neck, “I remember how you fucked me before my presentation at the student submit, right in your Toyota Echo.” You ran your hand in his hair. “You weren’t this big back then…” You mumbled as he ached your core while he stayed planted in your core. You needed him to move.

Taehyung understood that by the strong clenches, “It’s because I wasn’t this good at giving dick back then.” Taehyung had learnt sex with you. He learnt how to get better at things you liked, and tried new ways to tease you. He researched a lot. He listened to bits of advice and he practised them on you. You gave him a huge smile when he started to move his hips and serve your dick slowly. “Yeah, you progressively got better at dicking me down. F-fuuc-k, you turned into a sex machine…” Your moans and giggles filled Taehyung’s ears while he went back to steadily pull and push himself in. 

“Yes, baby. You had me as your little fan and turned me into your husband…” He whispered solely because he was breathless. 

“My husband…” You moaned out. The word especially felt good when he started to aim for your sweet spots. “My hubby…” Your delirious moan and calling him husband made Taehyung go harder, “Yes, I am your husband, baby. I am– ah jeez– I am the owner of this juicy, sweet cunt.” Taehyung spread his knees to get deeper. 

Your moans immediately change into warning ones. You were about to cum so Taehyung spoke more filth. “I am the one who fucked you full and knocked you up. I got you so pregnant with my kid. You carried my child– fuck. Everyone knows I fucked you…” Taehyung’s own words affected him.

“I did, yes, yes, baby… Tae–” You called his name on the edge of your orgasm. 

Taehyung slightly pushed your one shoulder down so that you didn’t shy away from your orgasm. He knew you would do that. “Because you are my wife. You are mine… Ah– Everything about you is mine… Oh my sweet love… You are gonna cum on your husband’s dick? Are you gonna make me the happiest man on Earth? Come on, do it for me. Let me see how much of a whore you can be for me? Please, cum for me…” 

Taehyung’s hips worked harmoniously to his words. He always knew how to punctuate his words with his long dick. You were so weak for his dirty comments. 

“Babe– I am gonna c-” You called him and he went even harder on the talking. “Come for me so I can finally fill you up again… Ghhm– Fill you up again with our second child…” Taehyung stopped feeling his dick a second later as you violently cum and squirt all over him. Your messy cunt became flooded with your sweet juices. Taehyung let himself lose in your hot cunt and helplessly empty himself inside you. 

“F-fuck… Oh-” His hips weakly thrust a few times to fully empty himself. You continued to heavily breathe along with him. You felt his sweat evaporate and cool you off. You couldn’t reach for the duvet. “Oh my god…” Taehyung whispered a minute after your joined orgasm. His butt was cramping terribly but your racing heart and needy whimpers were worth it all the cramps in the world. 

“Let me catch my breath…” He whispered into your skin as he laid on you completely. Your eyes went to the baby phone. Your son was still sleeping. You nodded as he rubbed his face to your breasts. You know that he had been avoiding them since they could leak anytime. Taehyung felt guilty of stealing his son’s food so he made sure he and his favourite girls had some time off, but this didn’t mean he couldn’t kiss them a little. 

When you felt Taehyung’s wet mouth on your warm skin, you shivered. Taehyung felt how you loosely clench on him. He pulled himself off when he heard you hiss in pain. No titties for him some more time, he thought and returned to his favourite place on your neck. 

He nuzzled, lips giving you a few lazy kisses before you got pulled into slumber even though you had a grown-ass man on top of you with his soft dick struggling inside you. Nevertheless, Taehyung was able to power nap for around five minutes before he got up to clean you. 

You thanked him half asleep as Taehyung completed his most important duty. When he finished, he dressed you scarcely. He knew you would appreciate having some clothes on if you woke up to a crying baby at night. Then, he laid next to your sleeping figure. 

With a tender smile playing on his lips, Taehyung's gaze caressed every delicate feature of your face. As he watched you sleep, his mind replayed the cherished memories, from the exhilarating moments of their first meeting to the vows they exchanged on their wedding day, each memory was etched in his heart with a profound sense of love and tenderness. Gently, Taehyung's fingers traced the delicate curve of your cheek, savouring the softness of your skin beneath his touch. The intimacy you and he had shared moments ago still lingered, your souls entwined in a dance of love and passion. He couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the deep connection. Lost in his thoughts, Taehyung whispered words of adoration into the silence of the room, his voice a soft caress against your asleep state. 

"You are my everything," he murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of awe and admiration. With a tender smile, Taehyung pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering against your skin. In this quiet moment, he felt a profound sense of responsibility—to protect and cherish their love, to create a life filled with joy and happiness for their family. As the night carried them into dreams, Taehyung held you close, his heart overflowing with gratitude for the soulmate he had found in you.

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Rush¹: Concert (smut-mature) ft Kim Taehyung x Reader

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Spoiled (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader        

summary: Taehyung loves providing you.

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

genre/warnings: Taehyung speaks filthy but he is whiny at first.

word count: 2112

A/N1: this to everyone who are thinking to print their own money as the tuition fees are ridicilously high.

A/N2: I CANNOT believe how many people enjoyed my last fic :(( Thank you everyone. Please check out my latest work: Puppy Daddy and my all Taehyung-smut masterlist.

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Taehyung sighed deeply as his hips rutted against you desperately. “Baby… baby…” He whined and whined. 

You tried to carefully hold your champagne glass filled with sparkling water. “Taehyung! I am gonna spill this all over you.” You tried to stop his needy hips but oh boy he was turned on.

“Baby… Give me a kiss.” He was sitting on top of you, clearly not minding his tall frame, facing you with his dreamy eyes and shaky hands. Even though his weight made you stay underneath him, you enjoyed how much he was turned on. 

You gladly gave him the kiss he asked for. He gently kissed around your lips before delving into your mouth and taking it more steamy. Meanwhile, he kept a firm hold on your face and kept moaning into the kiss. 

“Please… Please, baby…” He whispered in almost a cry. You looked up at him chuckling, “Since when you are a whiny boy for sex?” His manner was a little different than normal. Usually, he would be less whiny and more leading. 

“Let me pay for it…” He whispered when you thought he was breathless. His breath on your ear was very stimulating to your core. You looked up at him in confusion. Was he in role-playing mode? You were definitely not ready to get your dom act together. 

“Baby boy…” You murmured. 

Taehyung painfully laughed. “No.. Not like that…” Your confusion grew larger.

“Let me pay for your degree.” He offered and went back to kissing you. Now, you were properly confused. Why was he offering this? As if he could actually read your mind, Taehyung explained while his hips got quicker against your hips. He was literally a horny teenage boy. 

“You are so fucking hot and so fucking smart. Baby… Please let me pay for your school. Ughh… Please… My baby…” His hands grabbed your glass and put it aside.

“Taehyung, are you okay,  baby?” You asked, laughing at his needy moves. He joined you in a pathetic smile, “No… Yes? I am so fucking horny….”

You laughed even harder, “Because that I got into graduate school?” 

His eyebrows creased in an adorable pout. “Don’t make fun of me. I am so fucking hard because of you. My lovely fiancée got into one of the best schools in the world…” 

Taehyung kissed up from your chest to your ear and gave you one of the best cheesy lines you ever heard. “And now I want to get into you, baby.” 

It was fair that you let out a cringy laugh, Taehyung took that with pride. “I want to be your sugar daddy, come on. I will pay for it, babygirl... Mine…” He cutely growled at the end. 

“Mmmh, sure…” You pretended to be his spoiled girl and he fucking loved it. “Yes, be my naughty girl. My spoiled babygirl… And I will discipline you, okay?” He could if he had stopped shaking like a leaf from how much turned on he was. 

“You smell so good, baby. My love, you are the most amazing woman I ever met. Fuck and you are so soft…” He sighed while caressing your thighs. 

“Taehyung, please get off my lap, my legs hurt!” You complained as his frame on you started to hurt. 

He didn’t oppose and quickly sat next to you. “Come on, lay on my lap…” He tugged your arm hurriedly. You kept giggling, “Do you want to spank me?”

As he pulled you onto his lap, “Later, later… Just me and you. My good babygirl.” He rubbed his face into your neck, almost like a cat. “Oh, baby…” He sighed. “You are so brilliant… I am so proud of you.” 

“Thank you, Taetae. I am glad my acceptance letter got you this hard.” As you rolled your hips over his thighs, you felt how ready he was. Taehyung nodded as he kissed your chest over your shirt. 

“My smart babygirl… You are my sweetest.” His hands easily grabbed your tits over your shirt. His large warm palms made you shiver.

He undressed you smoothly as he kept sweet talking to you. He was gentle and calm but still desperate. 

When you were completely naked on his lap, his desperation really kicked in. You couldn’t help but comment on his low grunts and groans. You caressed his chest, “Sir is horny because of me?” Your fake innocent voice made Taehyung’s eyes roll back. It was funny how easily you could feed him into his kink. 

“Fuck, baby…” Taehyung threw his head back on the couch as your hips worked over his crotch, smearing your stringy juices to his pyjamas. “Yeah… Sir is ready for his babygirl. I want to spoil my babygirl.” His hand landed on your ass, “Of-fuck!” You breathed into his mouth.

“Spoil my babygirl… Buy her clothes, jewellery…” He listed as you sloppily kissed around his mouth. “Take care of my love…” He let you kiss down his neck while he continued, “I will pay for your tuition. I will pay for everything because you are mine. My babygirl, my girlfriend, the love of my life… Y/N,” He slurred.

“Now, take my cock out, baby. Come on, ride me like a good girl.” He patted your ass and looked at you with gentle eyes. He was always weighing your reactions.

You gulped when you fished his dick out from his baggy bottoms. “There you go, he is yours to play with…” Taehyung whispered into your ear as you looked down while biting your lips. 

“Sir gave you a large toy, huh?” Taeahyung’s chest vibrated with a low chuckle as you gave him little tugs. 

“There you go, start slowly…” Taehyung melted into the couch as your hands did wonders on him. He could genuinely cum just from this slow, impeded pace. 

“Tae…” You weren’t in the mood to jerk him off. You needed that cock in you right away. As if Taehyung could read your mind, he nodded when you dropped your wet cunt over his shaft. 

Taehyung hissed loudly, you jolted away. “You- you’re just so wet.” Taehyung kept a firm hand on your hips and brought you back to him. 

“Because you made me so wet.” You pouted while bouncing yourself over his long shaft. As he was sitting down, it wasn’t easy to feel him rub against you. If he was laying down, you could feel that long dick rub onto your clit his best glory. Taehyung saw your attention to get the best stimulation.

“Why don’t you sit on it, baby? Take me in and swirl your hips around it, mhmm? You like that, don’t you?” He offered. 

“Let’s do it slowly. You aren’t stretched very well. Go slow… Baby-” You weren’t seemed to care about his calm guidance. So Taehyung stopped you firmly, one hand on your hips and the other one on your face. “You are going to listen, Sir, okay? Do what he tells you…” 

Taehyung placed a wet kiss on your puckered lips when you nodded. 

“Now, take it slowly.” His arms returned to the back of the couch, spreading his arms cockily as you desperately tried to take his cock in. 

“Yes, just like that babygirl. Take the tip in only. Tease yourself nice and good. Hah, look at yourself dripping onto my thighs… You are a messy girl, aren’t you? No, don’t apologize. You better drip on me, paint me in your juices.” 

You spurred, hiding your face into his neck. “You are already huge and you keep making it difficult with all that dirty talk…” You groaned. 

“You are a sucker for my dirty talk, baby.” Taehyung rolled his hips slightly up, just enough to dirty your skin with his precum. 

“Fuck, yes I am.” You confessed breathlessly and continued where you left off. 

“There you go, yes, that’s amazing, babygirl. You are doing so well.” This time you were more comfortable with taking him in. 

“I can already feel that warm cunt… Good girl. You are listening very well. Now, try going deeper, baby. Can you do that for me? Just a bit deeper… There you go, yeah fucking whine for me.” 

You stopped holding his dick and dug your fingers into his shoulders. It helped you have a better balance and get closer to your smoking-hot boyfriend. 

“Bounce for me, baby. Come on you know you can take all of this cock. It is yours…” He uttered his words to your ear with his warm breath on your shoulders. He knew how to get you excited only with his words. You gave him back by following his words. You sat above his dick, placed your hands on his shoulder and started to bounce with half of his dick in you. The pleasure kicked in seconds later. “Taehyung! Baby…” Your back arched on his lap, tits rubbing to his chin as he spread his thighs. 

“Look at yourself… Fuck, baby, you are so hot. Keep going, keep riding.” He helped you bounce on him with his generous hands on your ass. “Go at your own pace. Don’t force-” Taehyung groaned halfway through his sentence when you decided to take him deeper and deeper with every bounce. 

“Y/N…” He sighed when he was covered by your walls. “You are such a nice girl for me. Nice, spoiled girl.” He kissed your shoulders.

“Tae…” You let a warning moan for him. 

“Yes, baby?” He rubbed your ass. 

“Can I cum?” You asked with a bounce. He was hitting where you needed him, and it showed on your face. How could he say no to you when the pleasure already painted your face? “Please, I have been a good girl for you…” You tried to persuade him by swirling your hips around him. 

“Yes, baby. Use my dick to get yourself there, okay? Don’t even hesitate…” Taehyung gave himself to you and get ready to support you. 

After that, only your screams and slurs filled Taehyung’s ears. You bounced around him at the angle you wanted as he sat under you, clenching his stomach, trying not to cum before you. 

Seconds later, you started whining.

“Oh, do you like my dick that much? Are you gonna cry on my cock like a slut? I thought I trained my babygirl better than this?” Taehyung’s fake pity made you even whinier. 

“But, it goes so deep, Sir…” You whined because your sensitive walls needed a release.

“I know, baby. You only take it the way you feel comfortable…” Taehyung brought his hands to your tummy and caressed it lovingly, but you shook your head to the sides violently. 

“No! No, I want it all the way in. Taehyung, please, let me have it.” You begged him even though you were in the power to take whatever you wanted.

“Oh, baby… You can just take it as much as you can.” Taehyung tried to remind you as you continued begging him sweetly.

“Or you just want to be spoiled, huh? Is that you want? Is that why you cry like little whore? You just want me to give it to you.” Taehyung sighed lovingly as he thrust up to your figure on him. “I will give you all the cock you need, baby. Keep yourself nice and steady, and Sir will give you everything you want. There we go… Take it nice for me. Come on scream for me Y/N…” His hands returned to their previous places, but this time he had his hand wrapped around your throat. 

“Aahh, I feel that cunt squeezing me dry… Such a nice, tight, warm pussy you have for me, baby. I want it to cum for me. Can you do that, baby? Can you cum on my dick nicely like a spoiled girl you are? Let it go for me. There you go, cum for me.” 

Your back arched back as your high approached you. He was thrusting up to get you there, “Cum for me, you little horny slut.” As you got closer, Taehyung squeezed your neck slightly.

“My babygirl, taking my dick that she can’t handle. But look at you going crazy for my dick. You gonna cum on it, baby? Cum for me, give it to me. Give me fucking show, come on.” 

It sting when you dug your nails into Taehyung’s shoulder and came in a violent shudder. You shook on his lap while his dick stood planted inside you. Your quick breaths and tight cunt easily made him ooze his load into you. 

“You did amazing, Y/N… Shh, stay here.” He caressed your shaking back as he hugged you into his chest. You indulged in his scent for hours after.

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

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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. 

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Best Dad-dy (smut)  Dad!Taehyung x Reader

Spoiled (smut-mature) Taehyung x Reader

idol-Taehyung 

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.

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Puppy Daddy (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader        

summary: You would like to promote Taehyung from your puppy daddy to baby daddy.

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

genre/warnings: impregnation kink, Taehyung talks FILTHY, not much explaining just talk

word count: 1403 (a shortie!)

A/N1: wrote this under an hour. didn’t proof read it as always. Please leave a like if you enjoyed it, and check out my all smut masterlist and my latest work Tae-time. Thanks! 

A/N2: If you like this, you might also like Spoiled! 

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“Yeontan, house.” You pointed the door; your little furry baby wiggled his little tail. His adorable face melted your insides but you had to be strong. “Come on, you lazy puppy.” You rubbed his rich fur to encourage him. 

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Rush²: Club (smut-mature) ft Kim Taehyung x Reader

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pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader     

summary: just smut y’know?

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

genre/warnings: possive Taehyung, lap sitting, whole loads of dirty talk from Taehyung, he is a freak, fingering (female recieving), some stripper action but zero detail... It has been a long time since i uploaded so idk.

word count: 8K

masterlist | part1 rush: concert | part2 rush: club | part3: rush: bed

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“Is your boyfriend always this uptight, darling?” The dancer asked while her hands caressed your forearms. Her pinkish nails made you shiver. A woman, especially this sexy, flirting with you was very new to you. You weren’t sure if this would qualify as flirting though. She was a stripper and you were a client. You assumed that she would go loom around the boys as they cheered and threw cash, but this one was very fond of you for some reason. 

“No, we are just fri-” You tried to explain as she drank some of the alcohol that Jungkook got everyone. “Then, he should be, huh? Look at how he clings to you.” She laughed pitifully as her hand lowered down to Taehyung’s arm wrapped around your waist. You uncomfortably shifted; you would prefer her not touching Taehyung. 

Taehyung’s arm squeezed you even tighter to his side when her fingers came to Taehyung’s wrist and played with his bracelets. “He even refused my lap dance.” She tutted, retracting her hand. You tried to face Taehyung, but it was quite difficult because of the way he held you. Instead, you mimicked the dancer and held his arm, his warm breath immediately came behind your ear. 

“Maybe I should give you one,” The dancer’s fingers danced to your hair. She wrapped your hair around her forefinger, her booze-scented breath hit your face. Okay, this was a bit intense. “I will pass.” You pushed her finger. It was Taehyung’s limit now. He should have picked you up a lot earlier anyway. 

Taehyung held you from where the two of you were sitting and pulled you onto his lap. He didn’t want you to sit on this filthy leather seat from the beginning- fuck, he never wanted to come here. “Do you need some tips, baby?” The girl insisted and scooted where you were just sitting. Your ass sat right on top of his thigh.

“I think you should leave now, Rosie,” Taehyung spoke for the first time. His low voice came out more serious than you anticipated. This time you could see his clenched jaw, strained neck and his eyes pulled to the sides dangerously. One could think that the dancer wanted to hurt you. His possessiveness felt unnecessary, but you indulged in his tight arms.

“My name is not R-” You thought she would understand and leave now, but she had her eyes on the prize, Taehyung’s lips. 

“I won’t repeat.” Taehyung sternly warned again. This time it worked. Rosie or whatever her name is scoffed and left with her drink in hand. 

You didn’t realise how tense you were until she left your side. Taehyung was the same. He muttered in your ear, “So now I have to keep you fucking away from women too? Are you into chicks now?” His low voice made you melt against him. You laid your back on his chest. “Mhmm, are you afraid that you got competition?” You laughed.

Taehyung let out a growl as your dress hiked up to your thighs. “Don’t get angry. I am not into girls, okay?” His angry face didn’t disappear. “I am into you-” You said but his harsh hands stopped you.

“You fucking– bad girl!” He manhandled you and harshly made you sit across his lap. “You don’t know how to properly sit and you still wear these short ass dresses, huh? Do you want me to pick up a fight with every single man in this fucking club?” His frustration poured out of him. 

“Taehyung no one is looking at me. People are literally fucking.” You pointed to Hobi and a girl on top of his crotch. Taehyung held your chin. 

“No, no look at me,” he said in a whiny voice. No sign of his anger from just seconds ago. “You should give me a lap dance instead.” 

You shrugged, “I already made you cum,” Taehyung rolled his eyes. “And you didn’t even moved the entire time, I just fucked myself on you.” You dug your finger into his chest as he bit his bottom lip. You fucking did that, yes. He would love to do that again, yes, please.

“I still feel you inside me, Taehyung.” You took advantage of sitting so close to him and whispered into his ear. Taehyung loved dirty talk and breath play. Another thing he loved was neck kisses, so you gave him a small peck just below his ear. 

The result was exhilarating. The gorgeous male whimpered against you. “Yeah, keep my kids right here,” Taehyung cupped your tummy. You breathed shakily this time. Why would he say that? He wasn’t even your boyfriend. 

“And you came so early, Taetae.” You were so gonna milk this. Taehyung scoffed, chewing inside his cheeks. “Ahh, you are so crazy about me.” You shook your head to the sides. “You always talk about me being the needy one but you are my whore, Taehyung.” You spoke rather silly about it. Taehyung rolled his eyes, “So am I going to get my lap dance?” 

You lifted your head and looked him in the eyes. Fuck Kim Taehyung for how handsome. 

“I think you owe me an orgasm, first?” You bit him with your words. Taehyung raised his brow, “Do we owe things now, babygirl?” Taehyung’s warm hand caressed your cheek.

It was annoying how he belittled you even though you had the upper hand. You poked your tongue at him like a five-year-old. Taehyung gave you a full chest laugh, throwing his head back. “Y/N…” He said your name melodically.

You felt even more annoyed at how cocky he was. You held the collar of his shirt. “You gonna finger me,” You demanded, trying to spread your legs for his hand, but Taehyung held your thighs closed. 

“My hands aren’t clean.” He said. 

“Go wash them.” You insisted.

“What if someone steals me from you? You saw how these girls are stubborn?” He caressed your bottom lips when you gave him a big pout.

“Eat me out, then.” The options were endless with Taehyung. You truthfully asked what you wanted just to realise you were being too honest. Taehyung liked your honesty. He gave you another cocky grin. “I am sorry, baby. I will make it up to you tonight.” He kissed your shoulder.

You shrugged that shoulder, “You will finger me too, okay?” You would never pass on those gorgeous long fingers. Never.

“I will.” Taehyung nodded dutifully. 

“You will fuck me on missionary too.” You shook your finger as if you were lecturing him. If he was in the mood to accept everything, you would better give him the whole list.

Taehyung nodded again, his eyes watching your lips. “You are asking for the most vanilla things.”

You pinched him playfully, “I will ride you, then.” As if it was a very spicy position, but Taehyung proved you wrong when he nodded breathlessly. 

“Anything you want.” He said, leaning closer to you. 

“You will sing for me too.” You pushed him more. Taehyung looked at you confused. You wrapped your arms around your torso as Taehyung laughed through his nose. When you looked at him with big eyes, Taehyung nodded for the final time. 

“Pinky promise,” You held your pinky out for him. If you knew Taehyung just a little bit, he would keep his promise. 

Taehyung rolled his eyes again. “There is no need for it,” You huffed and poked his chest. “As if I would pass on eating your sweet cunt.” He wrapped his pinky around yours.

“But I need to add my terms to your deal.” Taehyung held your finger nice and tight as he pointed at you with his chin. 

It was your turn to roll your eyes. “You aren’t in the position to make offers, Mr Kim.” You used your tone to scare him, but Taehyung didn’t buy it.

“I will eat you out if you sit on my face.” He pointed to your cunt with his chin. You scandalously close his mouth with your free hand. Why was he so loud and chill? You shushed him with warning eyes. 

Taehyung licked your palm and winked at you. “Taehyung! Go alert the media if you want the whole world to hear it.” You said whiningly as you wiped his drool onto his shirt.

Taehyung shrugged, “I begged you to post a photo of my face between your legs so many times, babygirl.” Oh god, he brought this up again. You shushed him once more while your pinky lost blood circulation. “You can’t post things like that, Tae. No one needs to see you in that position.” The view that made you cum on its own: his brown eyes, flushed cheeks and his beautiful bangs between your thighs made you cream like a whore. 

“Okay, okay, but you do that later.” You wanted to finish this pinky promise before Taehyung permanently stuck to you. 

Taehyung shrugged, “No deal then.” He faked a pout that made you fall into his traps so many times. “No, we have deal. We can do what y-you offered a late-er. night” You forced yourself not to think about riding Taehyung’s face, getting that thick tongue deep where you needed, fuck your clit on his big nose. 

Taehyung noticed you clenching and pressing your thighs. “What I offered? Say it.” He placed his hand on your knee. As soon as he touched your thighs, you pushed his hands off. “If you aren’t gonna finish it, don’t start.” You sternly warned him. Your voice, for the first time in the night, came out very serious and weak which made Taehyung’s heart clench. 

“Aww,” He said, bringing the hand you pushed back to your face. “Did I get your pussy so high and dry, baby? I am really sorry.” You hid your face into his neck. Could he stop talking? Your cheeks were getting tingly. 

Taehyung cracked a big, loud laugh at your cuteness, which got attention from the other boys. In return, you hid your face in his neck even deeper.

“You are lucky that you have a long tongue and thick dick, Tae. Otherwise, I would ban my pussy from you!” You huffed as you hugged yourself. 

Taehyung tsked, “I knew it was my dick that kept you all these years.” You didn’t answer, but your squirms on his lap gave Taehyung the answer he fucking needed right now.  “I fucking know you love my cock, pillow princess. I will do everything you want tonight.” He tightened his grip on your pinky, pressed your thumbs together, and then pressed his lips onto yours. You gasped at his sudden move but easily gave in to him. 

After minutes of teasing and sexual tension, you thought that Taehyung would get messy in kissing you or at least grope you on your ass. However, his hands stood around your thigh, pulling your skirt down, making sure that you were all covered. 

He muttered something when it kept riding up your thigh. “Put my jacket over your legs, babygirl.” He laid the brown leather over your lap as you kissed his neck. Oh, his beautiful neck. It was one of the sexiest things about him. His strong neck with his prominent Adam’s apple. You never got enough kissing it, sucking it. How his masculine neck connected to the most delicate collarbones was absolutely breathtaking. 

“Mhmm, Tae…” You didn’t realise your lips acted your mind and sucked a few love bites to his neck, one just over his pulse and two onto the column of his neck.

Taehyung patted your head as you basically made out with his neck. He thought he would be used to it by now, but no, he was still crazy about neck kisses. “No one cares about my legs,” You tried to push the jacket just to tease him.

A sexy growl immediately answered you. “Can I take you home tonight?” Taehyung asked.

You peeked, unsure if you wanted to go to his man cave. Considering Jungkook and Hobi were on a mission tonight, the house was going to be extra crowded and messy. 

“I- Actually-” You raised back to Taehyung’s eye level, and for a second those eyes filled with worry and he put his guard on. He thought all of this scene was just a play for you.

“I think we should go to mine, Taehyung. I am sure we won’t be interrupted there.” You brushed his hair back as Taehyung secured his jacket over your legs violently. 

He silently nodded when you approved. “I also have actual human food in my house.” You have never seen Tae's fridge full of groceries. It always happened to have a bunch of beer.

“Okay, Miss Masterchef. What is wrong with my ramen?” Taehyung faked an offended face. 

“Everything! You can’t cook to save your life, Tae.” You immediately opposed it. “Also, you still didn’t bring back my favourite bowl.” 

“I was going to! But Tannie only eats food out of his mummy’s favourite bowl.” Taehyung knew if he brought Yeontan, you would melt and forget about that dish bowl a colleague gifted to you.

“Oh, my Tannie,” You gasped, bringing your hands to your heart. “I missed him so so much.” Taehyung definitely didn’t mean to look at your hand pressing your tit against your chest, but saying that he didn’t have a sneaky peek would be such a lie. 

“He misses you too. More than he ever missed me in his entire life.” You watched Taehyung sigh disappointedly. Then, he reached for his phone, “My mum sent me a video of him, do you wanna see?” 

Before he finished his sentence, you snatched his phone. “My baby!” You excitedly gasped.

As you scroll through Taehyung’s camera roll, he noticed the absurdity of this scene. You two were in a strip club after he nutted inside you like a horny teenager a few hours ago; and now you were in his lap, looking at his puppy’s video, promising to fuck him again later in the night after he refused a fricking lap dance from a stripper. 

To be very honest, any touch you would give him felt a hundred times better than any lap dance a woman can give him. Even your slightest bounce as you laughed, throwing your head over his shoulder made him feel incredible— more than Jungkook who was groaning like a dog in heat at the corner.

“Omg, can he be quieter?” Taehyung groaned, his face was in pure disgust. You didn’t realise how loud Jungkook was until Taehyung pointed it out. You also didn’t realise the thumping voice in your ear and your fast-beating heart. 

Jungkook's voice was…umm… interesting. He was the little brother that you loved endearingly, but he sounded sexy when one of the dancers rubbed herself onto him. You squeezed your thighs involuntarily, feeling aroused made you slightly uncomfortable. Thankfully, the room was dimmed to save your ass. However, Taehyung felt your shift on the meat of his thigh.

“Are you turned on, baby?” He asked, lips stuck next to your ears. “N-no— oh!” You were ready to deny it until Taehyung placed his hand on your lap. You immediately intertwine your fingers with him so he wouldn’t slip his fingers into you.

Taehyung laughed through his nose when you tried to engulf his hand with yours. “I bet you are dripping to my thigh, huh?” Taehyung whispered again. You were sitting on his one thigh, legs draped over the other thigh. 

“I-“ Taehyung shut you up when you opened your mouth to defend yourself. “Good, I want my babygirl to drip everywhere. Mhmm, I never want to wash my sheets because of you, baby.” His sinful mouth continues with a kiss on your neck. He bit on it too, Taehyung wanted to make sure he left bruises on you too. 

“Give me that neck, baby. Mhmm, that’s good. Who got that neck so red, already?” He murmured as you let your head hang behind. You closed your eyes involuntarily when he peppered up and down your neck.

“Oh, s-” Taehyung’s eyes dropped down to your neckline. Your beautiful tits were showing in the most gorgeous cleavage Taehyung had ever seen.

“Do you like my tits, Taetae?” You watched him salivate your boobs unashamedly. Taehyung’s nose let out a pathetic whine. “I want your big hands around them, Tae. Touch me…” You whispered into his ear. 

Taehyung’s eyes rolled back. He was back to the place he was previously on, the place where you ride him out making him cum in minutes.

You pushed your chest out; your right boob was already pressing onto him. Taehyung looked around if anyone was watching you. 

You scoffed, “Nobody cares about my tits here, Taehyung. We are literally around completely naked women.” Your voice didn’t reach Taehyung’s brain, but his hand slowly came around your left tit. He ran his fingers underside of your tit, around your ribs. You pressed yourself closer to him. 

Taehyung smirked but didn’t say anything. “I thought you loved my boobs. Touch t-” Taehyung halted your breathing when he grasped your entire boob in his one hand.

You moaned very loudly. “Ah, thatss– i–it.” You wrapped your one arm around Taehyung’s shoulder and pulled yourself closer to him. You rested your forehead on his temple.

“Taetae,” You whined which made Taehyung’s smirk grow. “Do you feel good, baby?” Taehyung’s eyes slightly looked up at you as he rolled your nipple between his thumb and index. This time you felt yourself drip heavily into your panties.

“Oh, are you gonna cum, baby? You would be such a babygirl if you came from my hand on your titties.” Taehyung laughed mercilessly. Your breathy gasps fully followed his finger squeezing your nipple. 

“Ughh, only I had these titties in my mouth…” You heard him grinding his teeth.

“Or around your cock?” You offered. Titty fucks were resigned for birthdays and celebrations only. It is what made Taehyung love having birthdays and getting a beautiful titty fuck from you after he ate his birthday cake.

 Taehyung growled with the numerous memories; he loved being rewarded like that. “Too bad we are in October, right?” You laughed when his hand slowed down with the squeezing and just held your boob.

“I want every day to be my birthday…” He kissed your neck.

“Eww, then you would be too old.” You joked while you ran your fingers through Taehyung’s hair. 

“Do you wanna share the dessert, Tae?” Jungkook yelled across the room while a girl with very long hair was entangled in his legs. You couldn’t understand how Jungkook could see Taehyung sucking at your neck, but surely it made you feel shamelessly more aroused.

“Mhmm, my menu is exclusive, Jeon.” Taehyung yelled back. “Let me take you home?” He whispered to you.

–

You didn’t let Taehyung drive when he dug his way into your bag to find his car keys. “You are too tipsy to drive, Tae, sit back down.” You grasped the car keys from his hand.

“I knew this was all an act to get my car.” He shook his head to the side while he took his seat on the passenger side. 

“How did you know?” You gasped when getting in the car. The driver seat was pushed all the way back to accommodate Taehyung, but you looked very absurd. “Ah, I knew it…” He dramatically shook his head as you got yourself comfortable in your seat. 

“It is not as good as mine but guess we can work with it.” You shrugged carelessly. Taehyung's car was no more than a year old, a baby with absolutely luxurious seats and a design, also everything was ridiculously digital. It speeded more than you couldn’t stand even in movies and the seats were in very expensive leather that you felt so bad to stain with your arousal. 

“I apologise your highness.” Taehyung held his chest with a fake sad face. “It can be as good as Mini-Mo.” 

You shook your head, “Yes, never.” Your car, Mini-Moo, was a gorgeous Peugeot 106. He was only 5 years older than you and looked like a cow with scratches and bumps all over it. Not to mention its wonderfully strong engine. “He is the A-class.” You defended your car, after all, it saw all your mental breakdowns and cries at the university parking lot. 

“Yeah, like two decades ago.” Taehyung scoffed; it baffled him how you still hold on to that car.

“You know you can borrow mine anytime you wish, right?” He reminded you while watching your side profile highlighted by passing by street lights. He knew you drove a lot for conferences and that car wasn’t built for long rides. 

“Nothing is wrong with my car. Sam said it will serve me another 10 years.” You said. Sam was your friend from high school with whom mostly Jimin hung out. 

Taehyung shrugged, “I am just telling you.” He didn’t need to know you still talked to your high school friends. He didn’t like that Sam guy or any other friend from high school.

“Don’t worry. I only want your big dick from you and that’s all.” You laughed while turning to the left smoothly. Taehyung had a difficult time comprehending that you were here for his dick. He knew it, for years actually, but hearing this clearly and in this context made him realise you were just his fuck buddy.

He placed his hand on your thigh. He simply held you without insinuating anything and tried to keep his mood light. 

You drove silently to your house. For the first time, Taehyung experienced silence this night. It was great. The fact that it was adorned by your steady breathing was awesome. 

“Are you gonna park inside?” Taehyung asked. You nodded, “Yeah, my car is still at Sam’s garage.” Taehyung silently scoffed. What could it take so long for that dude to keep your car?

“Taehyung,” you sweetly asked him after pulling the handbrake. He turned his whole body to yours. You reached for him, your lips ghosting his immediately. “Do you mind parking for me, Mr Kim?” You faked a babygirly sound to amuse him. You would rather not park this half-million dollar worth of a car. 

“Mhmhm,” Taehyung murmured when he connected your lips. You kissed him back generously. Now, no other guy existed, only him. 

“You can do it yourself, baby.” He pulled back as he playfully rubbed your thighs. You followed his lips back immediately and connected them as if you didn’t hear him. Your hand came up to his nape to pull him to you. “Come on, Tae. Let’s go quickly.” You bit his bottom lip down and pulled it.

“Beg me,” He whispered at your playful tug, and you rolled your eyes at him. “Please, Tae…” But gladly would feed his kink. With new vigour, Taehyung tried to push his tongue inside your mouth. You giggled as Taehyung lost his patience. 

You got out of the car and watched him smoothly park. The cold air in the garage hit your bare legs and you felt the wetness between your legs. Taehyung got out of the car with flared nostrils, your bag still secured on his shoulder.

You bit your lip, “Looking good.” Your compliment earned you a big slap on your ass. “Don’t tempt me until we enter the house.” His strong jaw was accentuated as he clenched his teeth strongly. 

“Mhmm, babe…” You rubbed your face onto his cheek when you two got into an elevator. Maybe your touch could stop him from gritting his teeth. In total contrast, Taehyung’s whole body tensed and wrapped one of his arms around your body. “You’re so hot.” You rubbed his chest over his simple black t-shirt. His pecks calling your name to grab them. Taehyung smirked when you did, “Do you want me to grab a titty while we are in public?” He condescendingly asked. 

“You did that already. Also, we are in an elevator…” You shrugged. 

“There are cameras…” Taehyung warned and kissed the top of your hand. You sighed slightly disappointed. 

“Impatient girl…” He warned when you rose onto your tippy toes back to kiss him. He grabbed a fistful of your ass, “Be patient…” 

“You were just shoving your tongue into my mouth.” You opposed but stood silently next to him. “Yeah, that was in the privacy of our car.”

Taehyung let you open the front door and entered the house first. Your house felt so familiar, it had a mind-blowing, comforting smell that immediately swallowed him. Your house was quiet, a bit stuffy and warm… and it was homey.

As you walked to open the lights, Taehyung’s arm held you firm to your stance. “We don’t need to do that, right baby?” He asked as his warm body surrounded you easily from the back. He kissed your shoulders and nape while you shivered against his chest.

“What about dinner?” You meekly asked. Taehyung’s lips followed a trail to your ear, “I want to eat you…” Your knees buckled, and Taehyung held you stronger to his chest. “You could be my supper, mmhm?” He kissed your ear as his hands rubbed your stomach. He felt how tense your torso was. He wanted you to be calm, relaxed, and melt into a puddle in his arms. 

“What about a shower?” You asked. 

 “We can get dirty together…” He bit into your neck. 

 “Are you ready for me, baby?” He asked raspily. You hummed slightly, head was thrown onto his shoulder. “I’ll take that as a yes?” He kissed under your ear as his hands came to caress your waist. He started on your hips and he rubbed up to your underarms. Then, his fingers caressed the under your boobs with a feathery touch. His hands always felt incredible. You squirmed when he fitted your chest into his palms.

Taehyung tried to pace himself, touching you this freely was like a sweet lullaby. He could easily lose track and end up rubbing your tits for hours. He continued to stroke down to your hips and up to your back a few times before he decided to take your dress off. 

The black dress was simply pooled around your ankles after his hands opened the zipper with one fluid motion. Right then, you remembered how he struggled on the night of your high school graduation years ago. His hands were inexperienced, and his needy whines and giggles made him cute and attractive. The 19-year-old Taehyung was the same as today. His ragged breath was still here, yet his hands handled you like he was made for you.

Taehyung noticed your dreamy smile, teeth showing, eyes closed. He couldn’t help himself press a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “You are so smiley, baby. Are you happy that you got me all to yourself?” He pushed your ass to his crotch. 

You tried to kiss back, “You were always mine.” You lied. He wasn’t always yours, but believing that he was yours is enough for you.

“Let’s go to the bed…” He whispered which you opposed with a shrug. He looked at you confused, “Finger me here.” 

Taehyung’s eyes pulled to the sides; he was trying to match your playfulness level. “What?” He asked as if he didn’t understand. 

You shrugged, “You said anything I want. So, I want you to finger me right here, right now.” You said as you pulled him in front of you, wrapping your arms around his waist. Taehyung looked around your hallway, he was pleased. “Wait here.” He said with a playful tone. 

You watched him walk down the hallway to your bathroom. Taehyung didn’t even bother to close the door. He simply turned on the tap and started washing his hands– all while looking at himself through the mirror. He was so full of himself. 

“Quickly! Or I’ll start before you.” You leaned through the front door as you mindlessly threw your heels away. The cold metal of the front door was irking but you knew that Taehyung could make you burst into flames in seconds.

Taehyung rolled his eyes at you while he walked back. “You are so bratty all of a sudden.” His voice almost echoed in your hallway… or your brain.

“I am so horny that’s why!” You talked back even brattier. “Aww, baby…” He faked a pout as he pressed you flat to the door. “What should I do about that, huh?” His sweet-spicy cologne filled your senses. “Fuck me!” You meekly asked. Taehyun groaned, pressing onto you harder.

“Make me cum at least once before you suffocate me.” You teased breathlessly. That’s when Taehyung pulled his body weight on you, and you breathed out right onto his face. It still baffled him how easily he could command your moves, and it turned him on.

“How bad you wanna cum, baby?” He asked you while you caressed his biceps and shoulders. They always felt good under your touch. Whenever you squeezed them, Taehyung couldn’t help flexing his muscles. It amused you. After all these years he still had the urge to prove to you how manly he was.

“So bad…” Taehyung let an inner squeal. You were in the mood tonight. You played into his game, your pouted lips made Taehyung’s teeth sizzle. He wanted to bite into your sweet lips.

“Tell me how bad, baby.” Taehyung ran his hand through your hair and held them gently. He brought your head up and lowered himself towards you. “Tell me how much you want my dick, kitten.” He connected your foreheads. 

You waited a few seconds to see if he could say please, but the only thing you got was an impatient growl from his throat. “I want you so bad, Tae… All day I wanted you…” You confessed slowly as his nose played with yours. 

Taehyung smirked at your honesty and connected your mouths. Both of you sighed when your tongues connected. You tasted bitter alcohol faintly; he tasted the remains of your chocolate-flavoured lipstick.

He tilted his head to the side and gave you the best French kiss you’ve ever gotten. His thick tongue always filled your mouth with such desire that made you a dripping mess. Your hands continued to caress and squeeze Taehyung’s shoulders. 

“Mhmm, talk to me more, baby. How do you want me, mhm?” He loved to hear your dirty confessions. “Did you touch your pussy while I was performing, huh? Rubbed that little clit…” Taehyung groaned. 

He really wanted to take things slow, but still he couldn’t stop his hands from groping your ass.

“I did, Tae…I touched myself in your dressing room.” Nope, you didn’t do that… tonight, but it was something you would totally do.

“Fuck, I know you are a fucking slut for me.” He groaned, biting your neck harshly. “I fucking smelt your cunt when I walked into the room. It smelt exactly like my little slut. Oh, baby.” He cooed your cheeks. “I didn’t take good care of you, right?” 

His words drove you absolutely mad as you tugged at this shirt, you were yearning for that smooth golden skin against yours. 

“Mhmm, my little baby… I thought you wanted my fingers.” He tried to detach from you but you were so eagerly holding him. “Just kiss me-” Taehyung connected your lips with yours. Your back flat on the door, “Shirt off.” You mumbled between the kisses. Taehyung grinned against your lips, “You are so demanding.” He pulled his shirt off in a second and felt you throwing his shirt to the ground. Then, your hands came up to grope his skin. You did touch every inch of his skin, sliding your hand up and down on his chest, and shoulder, feeling every fibre of muscle.

“Do I feel good, baby?” Taehyung silently waited for you to finish feeling him up as your lips started to follow your fingers. When you decided your first attack was going to be his sensitive nipples, Taehyung took charge.

He ripped your hands off of him and held your wrists over your head. “Naughty girl…” He hissed through his clenched teeth. You felt yourself gushing out a bucket of juice to your thighs. “You like playing with my nipples, huh? You are so spoiled, Y/N.” He gently squeezed your wrists when you tried to escape his hold. 

Taehyung kissed your cheek in the same gentle manner, “You know I will never trap you, baby. Tell me if you don’t like it, okay?” He rubbed the sides of your wrists and placed a smooch on your upper arm. 

“Taehyung, I have been a good girl for you…” You whined, ah, you missed him so much. 

He held your wrists with his one large hand and freed his other hand to caress you wherever he wanted. Now, you were deprived from touching him and he had his way with you. 

Taehyung chuckled, “I know, baby. I am gonna reward you now.” Your breath hitched when Taehyung rubbed your thighs with his large hand. “I’ll do everything you want, my pampered, spoiled baby.” He brought his knee in between your legs. You hissed at the sticky feeling. 

“Baby…” You tugged your wrist impatiently. “Make me cum.” You ordered.  Taehyung hummed at your eagerness. He broaden his stance on the ground, with the way you were clinging to him, he was sure two of you would trip over. 

“Mmph!” The loss of his thigh under your cunt was frustrating. How could he dare to your sweet, comforting pressure from your weeping cunt. Your frustration was Taehyung’s amusement. 

“You are so spoiled.” He chuckled as his fingers brushed through your inner thighs. “You rubbed off everywhere…” Taehyung sighed at the wet feelings of your thighs. “You are so messy for me, baby. Perfect for me…” He kissed your neck and pressed you onto the door.  “Good girl… Now take my fingers.” He slowly but surely worked one of his fingers inside. You shakily breathed out. “Little wet cunt for me…” Taehyung groaned to himself. “It is all mine… made for me.” 

You giggled out of the pleasure he gave you. Taehyung’s throat hitched as you blessed him with your laugh. “You are right where you belong Taetae…” You kissed his chin sloppily, “In between my legs, right where you belong with your fingers in me…” You cockily said. Taehyung knew what you were trying to do.

Taehyung chuckled, “Is that so, baby?” He plunged his finger deeper and that alone was enough to get you to moan. “I wouldn’t disagree.” His eyes gleamed with eagerness. 

He loved spending time with you, being with you alone whether it was for sex or not. You clearly yearned him for sex, but Taehyung simply loved waking up next to you too. Sometimes, you serving him dinner to him had more effect on him than you riding his dick all day. It is not that he didn’t like it when you made yourself cum on him so many times. He loved your relationship, all the sexy bits were beyond amazing. However, he found himself craving your emotional domestic side too. He wanted to belong to you. He often wanted you to care for him like he was your partner. There would be rare moments where you would forget your fuck buddy status and act like a proper couple. Those rare moments had always ended up with an ache in Taehyung’s heart.

“Tae! My arms are going numb.”  Your whiny scream and needy hips pulled Taehyung out of his spiral. Taehyung shook his head and cleared his throat. He released your arms, “Mhmm, sorry babe.” He really needed to focus on you. You, you, you. His fingers were still in you. He was in you. He was you.

“Fuck me…” You whimpered, hips working up to his hands. “Damn, you are slow today.” Your breathy giggle mocked him. In return, Taehyung moved his finger gently up to your inner walls. Only a few centimetres deeper and he could find your sweet spot. But why would he give you what you crave so easily?

“Such a warm cunt…” Taehyung’s low voice vibrated as he tried to squeeze another finger in. “Ah, yes!” You sighed as his fingers gently scissored you. 

“You need to be stretch nicely, right baby?” He whispered into your ear. You nodded while Taehyung watched you bite your bottom lip.

“Hmhmm, yes… Tae! More! Deeper!” Your poor attempts to grind yourself ended up being fruitless as Kim was excellent at commanding your pleasure.

“Why don’t you give it to me?” You tried your luck at crying, but Taehyung gave you his fingers teasingly. “You said everything I wanted!” 

Taehyung chuckled, “Yeah?” With a slight change of angle, Taehyung reached your sweet spot. His hands knew what to do. Not that you let him do any tricks on you. You easily let him guide you to orgasm. 

“You are dripping to the floor, baby.” He gasped as your juices dripped down to his wrist. You groaned, holding your knee up so that he could have a better angle. “I- fucking love it when you are like this, baby. Oh, so wet for me…” Taehyung continued fucking you wholeheartedly.

You squeezed your thighs closed momentarily as he hit your sweet nerves. “No, no, no. Keep them nice and open for me…” Taehyung warned you. You shook your head no but opened them when his free hand caressed your thigh. 

“Good girl. Now, focus on my fingers.” He ordered and continued giving you calculated fucks. He didn’t go too fast, he knew it would be too much and hurt you. 

“F-fuck… I love this pussy.” He sucked his spit in. “So soft…” His finger went a bit deeper and you hissed. 

He chuckled, pressing his lips to your ear. “So creamy too. Can you hear it?” He whispered. Your pussy was squelching with every move of his long fingers. Taehyung gave you a few fast thrusts to make a louder nose. 

You shied away from his face when the obscene sound filled the little space between him and you. “It-s cr-eamy becau-se of your cum.” You whined out. It wasn’t too long ago that he came into you.

Taehyung cursed, “Fucking mine…” With his free hand, he tapped your clit as if he spanked you. 

You jolted with the buzz. “Made it mine… I came in it… Fuck, you are clenching around my fingers, baby. Do you like it when I fuck you like my fleshlight? Dump my cum into you and make you sit like that.” You were making him lose his mind. 

“Tae!” You yelped, your back arched a few times and squeezed his hands with your thighs. “Fuck!” Taehyung bucked his hips up to you. “You are dripping down my hand, baby…” Taehyung looked down at his hand. His fingers, wrist, and bracelets were drenched with your juices. Right then your breath hitched with a sweet undertone that Taehyung recognised by heart. Your gorgeous orgasm was folding right before his eyes.

“Oh, there you go… Cumming so prettily for me. There you go, ride my fingers, baby.” He encouraged you while kissing the side of your forehead and cheeks. He hissed when you shake a few times as he gently continued to fuck you through your high.

“You came on my watch, baby.” He chuckled so dirty. “Did you squirt?” He cooed your face with his nose. You gulped, eyes tiredly closed. “I guess not? I- I just came too much… I’m sorry f-or your watch.” 

Suddenly Taehyung’s eyes gleamed with a naughty idea, “I will accept your apology if you cum on me too…” and pulled you towards your couch. 

He kicked off all the decorative useless pillows. He sat down on the soft couch all while having an iron grip on you. 

“T-taehyung! How- where should I-?” You asked as he pushed and pulled you like a doll. “Sit on my lap. No, the other way around, like I am your chair.” Your head was still dizzy so you let him figure out the position. “Have my leg between your legs. Lay your back on my chest. Don’t hiss I just wanted to grab a titty.” He whined when he not-so-smoothly touched your nipple. 

You sat on his left thigh. He easily captured you in his broad frame, his long arms pulled your legs up and spread them. Your cunt was exposed. “I will finger you again and you will cum on my jeans, okay? You will wet them.” Just before you could whine about how unnecessary this was, he gave you a firm spank on your clit. 

“If you don’t wet my jeans with your cum, I won’t give you my dick at all, okay? I will make you watch me touch myself.” Taehyung's voice was naughty, challenging and most importantly serious. You had no doubts that he could make you do everything he wanted. He gave your exposed cunt another tap before you could oppose. 

“Ahh, stop spanking me… How can you even see my clit?” You pouted but your hips chased his hands. 

You were right. He wasn’t able to see your cunt, he didn’t need to see it to find your clit. He was very accustomed to your gorgeous sex, he imagined more than a few rounds during a busy week to get himself to cum. But from this position, he had wonderful access to your boobs.

“Tae. You said I will get everything I want. I don’t wan-t to be teased… Please.” You squirmed in his lap. Your body needed to face him but his strong grip on your thighs kept you spread and on top of his meaty thigh. “I don’t tease you, baby. Look, I’ll give you my fingers back…”

He did what he said and inserted his two fingers inside you. No matter how much you feel aroused and stretched, having his fingers enter you always made your insides flutter. “I don’t tease my Y/N, right?” He babied you with his pouty lips. 

You rode up on his thigh, chasing his fingers away because you were too sensitive. 

Taehyung chuckled at your overwhelmed state. He loved playing with you with his fingers because it got you secretly more aroused than his dick ever did. He knew you loved getting dicked down by him, but something about getting fingered was so lewd, especially when he could whisper into your ear like this.

“I only want you to cum on me so that I can smell like you all the time, baby. I want to carry your scent when I work, huh? You would love that, especially when you can show Laura and other girls that you own me…” Taehyung knew your body’s weak spots AND your mind’s.

You immediately whined out, clenching his fingers with unmatched vigour. “Mhmm?” Taehyung moaned. “I-i-i…” You couldn’t finish your words.

“I want to take your panties with me again. Put them in my pocket to have a part of you with me while I work. You know that I think about your soft body during all those meetings… about how sexy it is…” Taehyung fucked you through his words while you just leaked out buckets of arousal. He only gave you just enough stimulation to excite that little spot.

You hissed at his confession. “Oh, fuck! Fuck… Tae…” 

“Does my baby like hearing my secrets? Do you like that you turn me on like a horny teen?” He groaned when you claw his forearms. He is too slow for your racing mind. “Taehyung, baby, please…” You begged, his fingers were impossibly long.

“You are dripping baby, good job…” He kissed your head. “Fuck, you are so tight on me, Y/N. You gonna swallow my hand…” He darkly chuckled. “As if you could fit my hand… I can’t fist this tiny pussy, hmm?” He cooed you as you threw your head back onto his shoulder.

“Fuck, look at these tits.” Taehyung grabbed your breast as his fingers caressed your front wall. “I wanna have them in my mouth so bad… suck on them…” Taehyung chuckled when you furrowed your brows. He slowed down again to make sure you leaked more for him. 

Taehyung held your nipple between his thumb and first finger and gently pinched them. Then, he tsked, “No milk coming from these, baby.” Taehyung rasped against your ear. His biggest soft spot was your breasts and how they feel against his palms and how soft they were and how he could make them filled with milk. The thought of it was enough to make him orgasm. 

“No?” You dug your fingers into his forearms as you held him in place. “No milk… I could make them make milk for me, huh? Would you like that?” He chuckled. “P-please, l-let me c-cu-mm. I beg-” 

Taehyung’s laugh only grew larger and fuller, “You’re such a slut…” He squeezed your tit. With his hold on your breasts, you rode up to his thigh. He bit down your earlobe and spoke with a low groan. “Whose slut are you, baby?” 

You whimpered in his arms, “Y-yours! Yours, Taetae…” His cute nickname was still there despite he was fucking you to another dimension.

“That’s it, baby. Scream my name!” Taehyung decided to give you your much-needed orgasm. He couldn’t gauge whether you could squirt as you have already given him enough juice that he could swim in it.

“Taehyung! Taehyung! Taehyung!” You chanted his name as Taehyung brought you high. You anticipated that he would stop again but his fluffy heart granted you a mind-blowing orgasm.

“Cum for me, my sweet girl… Ssh, don’t hurt yourself. Let it go… Oh shit.” He helped you through your orgasm as you convulsed. As he expected you didn’t squirt, you rather leaked your orgasm out poorly. 

You breathed out so heavily in Taehyung’s warm arms. All that labour to get you ecstasy was apparent on Taehyung’s sweaty body. He kept you tight in his arms, and let your body go jelly. Your head was on his shoulder, head tipped back. He placed a kiss on your cheek, nudging your nose with his.

“Oh, fucking yes… You soaked through me, baby…” His low, teasing voice was making your empty, tired hole quiver.

“Y-you ar- cr-azy.” You hissed. His entire thigh down to his knee was drenched in your juices. “Y-you literally made me pee on you! Tae!” You picked yourself up but your arms were too weak to carry you. He helped you and scoop your legs up. With his other helpful tug, you sat cross on his lap, still in shock of your much-delayed orgasm.

“I fucking wish you would actually pee on me, baby.” Taehyung caressed your knee as you rubbed your face to his nipple. 

“You are so weird…” You mewled. Taehyung’s limits were a lot higher than yours.

“I will fucking lick the sweat off your skin, Y/N. Stop being so shy!” He scolded you while his tongue licked your fingers covering your face.

“Tae…” You tiredly laughed.

“Oh look who is tired right now? Look who just came so quick and fell tired…” He said just the way you did.

“It’s different!” You tried to defend yourself but his arms cradled you like little baby. 

“How is that different, kitten?” Taehyung, again, mimicked your pout as you rub your face carelessly to his chest like a cat.

“Because I am your princess!” Taehyung was sure he spoiled you rotten. 

Taehyung released a chuckle from his chest as you let your head rest on his pecs.  With every breath bubbling on his chest, you felt your stress melt away. You looked up, his boxy smile was present on his face. He was so handsome…

Taehyung’s smile only grew larger when you planted a kiss on his chin. Then to his jaw. Taehyung’s mouth seemed to be shut as you carefully ran your hand through his hair. You kissed around his face quite a bit, he got some innocent kisses on his cheeks, some dirty ones on his jaw. “You know I was only joking earlier, right? You can cum whenever you want and it’s fine. I want you to feel good so… don’t feel pressured to last long.” You needed Taehyung to know you were fine. Taehyung’s lips curled up, “I know, baby. I was just-…” He tried to explain when you shut him up with a kiss. “I know, baby. You are crazy for me...” You babied him as he rolled his eyes at your words.

When your lips landed on his soft ones, you were absolutely captured by his attractive aura. You felt your heart squeeze when Taehyung wrapped his arms around you and pull you to face him. He pressed you onto his chest and his neglected crouched down. You kissed him for a bit, sucked his spit from his tongue and licked your lips as if he was your chocolate cake. “You tasty…” You mumbled when his tongue slipped out from your mouth. He grinned stupidly when you pulled him by the face. 

“A few mor- please.” You whispered into his plush lips. “Give your tongue back to me…” You whined as Taehyung felt your hands pull his hair. Oh, how sweet and horny you were.

You whined and invaded his mouth until you caught his tongue. Taehyung fucking lost every time you sucked on his tongue. It was so filthy and it made him feel like a fucking king when a clean freak like you licked all over his mouth.

Taehyung’s jeans stuck to his skin when your wetness started to dry. “Where do you wanna take this?” He asked when your fingers tickled the button of his jeans. “To shower or to bed?” 

You acknowledge him with a hum. Your fingers lingered on him a few more seconds after you made a rightful decision. “Shower… after I catch my breath.” You let yourself face deep into his neck. Taehyung hummed while caressing your back.  “Okay, baby…” He murmured and cuddled you until you decided it is time for the shower. 

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> next: part3 rush: bed

masterlist | part1 rush: concert | part2 rush: club | part3 rush: bed   recommendation: i’m mad & you’re mine |

Best Dad-dy (smut) Kim Taehyung x reader

Could Taehyung be any happier? He had a well-paying and satisfying job, an excellent wife, and an adorable little son. Things were difficult, but with your help, he solved every problem on his way. All of the challenges paid off and he ended up with his dream life. 

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader  

summary: Taehyung proves that he is the best dad. 

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

genre/warnings: DILF TAEHYUNG, Taehyung being a great dad, unprotected sex, a minor breeding kink, name calling, as always Taehyung speaks dirty. 

word count: 10.5K

A/N1:  First of all, IT IS A SHAME THAT THERE IS NOT ENOUGH DAD!TAEHYUNG FIC. WE MUST BE ASHAMED OF OURSELF.

A/N2: Please don’t mind spelling and grammar errors.

A/N3:  If you like to check my other work, here is my masterlist filled with Taehyung smut. 

If you like this, you will LOVE Norway, and you will like i’m mad and Spoiled. 

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Your little boy ran towards his daddy’s car. It was impressive how he could recognise it in the middle of a semi-closed garage. “Appa,” the little boy called. 

“Is Appa there?” You followed him to the back of the car while your son shook his head on the verge of crying.

Your beautiful son Daehyung had a fever and spent the weekend mostly in bed with his father. You weren’t calm as you thought you would be and quickly called Taehyung’s mum to visit you. She was ever-lovely and soothed you in your worries. It was very normal for your little baby to get sick as he started to walk and play at the park. Despite all that, you were eager to check his temperature every hour and watch him all night. 

Taehyung wasn’t much different. He tried to look calm for you, but he was quite worried. Daehyun, being the dad’s best boy, only stopped crying in Taehyung’s arms; so two of your precious boys spent all weekend cuddling.

It was Monday now. Taehyung was at work, so this morning had started with a crying disaster as your son wanted his father. He had spent all morning running in the house with Yeontan on his side to look for his father. Poor Yeontan just stuck to the baby’s side, but quickly gave up and fell asleep in his corner.

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Rush²: Club (smut-mature) ft Kim Taehyung x Reader

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pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader     

summary: just smut y’know?

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

genre/warnings: possive Taehyung, lap sitting, whole loads of drity talk from Taehyung, he is a freak, fingering (female recieving), some stripper action but zero detail… It has been a long time since i uploaded so idk.

word count: 8K

masterlist | part1 rush: concert | part2 rush: club |

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“Is your boyfriend always this uptight, darling?” The dancer asked while her hands caressed your forearms. Her pinkish nails made you shiver. A woman, especially this sexy, flirting with you was very new to you. You weren’t sure if this would qualify as flirting though. She was a stripper and you were a client. You assumed that she would go loom around the boys as they cheered and threw cash, but this one was very fond of you for some reason. 

“No, we are just fri-” You tried to explain as she drank some of the alcohol that Jungkook got everyone. “Then, he should be, huh? Look at how he clings to you.” She laughed pitifully as her hand lowered down to Taehyung’s arm wrapped around your waist. You uncomfortably shifted; you would prefer her not touching Taehyung. 

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Rush²: Club (smut-mature) ft Kim Taehyung x Reader

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pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader     

summary: just smut y’know?

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

genre/warnings: possive Taehyung, lap sitting, whole loads of drity talk from Taehyung, he is a freak, fingering (female recieving), some stripper action but zero detail… It has been a long time since i uploaded so idk.

word count: 8K

masterlist | part1 rush: concert | part2 rush: club |

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“Is your boyfriend always this uptight, darling?” The dancer asked while her hands caressed your forearms. Her pinkish nails made you shiver. A woman, especially this sexy, flirting with you was very new to you. You weren’t sure if this would qualify as flirting though. She was a stripper and you were a client. You assumed that she would go loom around the boys as they cheered and threw cash, but this one was very fond of you for some reason. 

“No, we are just fri-” You tried to explain as she drank some of the alcohol that Jungkook got everyone. “Then, he should be, huh? Look at how he clings to you.” She laughed pitifully as her hand lowered down to Taehyung’s arm wrapped around your waist. You uncomfortably shifted; you would prefer her not touching Taehyung. 

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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: 

Rush²: Club  (smut-mature) Taehyung x Reader

Best Dad-dy (smut)  Dad!Taehyung x Reader

idol-Taehyung 

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.

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Puppy Daddy (smut-mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x Reader

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader        

summary: You would like to promote Taehyung from your puppy daddy to baby daddy.

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

genre/warnings: impregnation kink, Taehyung talks FILTHY, not much explaining just talk

word count: 1403 (a shortie!)

A/N1: wrote this under an hour. didn’t proof read it as always. Please leave a like if you enjoyed it, and check out my all smut masterlist and my latest work Tae-time. Thanks! 

A/N2: If you like this, you might also like Spoiled! 

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“Yeontan, house.” You pointed the door; your little furry baby wiggled his little tail. His adorable face melted your insides but you had to be strong. “Come on, you lazy puppy.” You rubbed his rich fur to encourage him. 

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