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Craving You | KTH

*Pairing: bad boy!Taehyung x f!Reader *Word Count: 2k *Genre: friends with benefits-ish? au, non-idol au, a bit of fluff at the end if you squint, SMUT *Warnings: NSFW SMUT, MINORS DNI. angry sex, bit of nipple play, implied unprotected sex (be smart, ya perverts!), dom/sub roles, face slapping, spanking, use of titles 'sir' and 'baby,' piv sex, Tae is mean to her but that's kinda the point, mentions of injuries/blood, implied bad decisions on Tae's part, bad boy Tae, uhhh i dunno what else but let me know if i should add anything else here! *Summary: Taehyung has a reputation. When his reputation leaves him bloodied and bruised, you only want to help. But the way he wants you to help takes you by surprise. *A/N: welp, here i am, once again inspired by some shit that bangtan pulled on the interwebs. thank you, SO MUCH, elle korea, for those fucking photos and for being the cause of this one. also, thank you so much to @thvhoe for this request; i hope you like it!

Prompt from this list!

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Taehyung was in one of his moods again. You could tell from the minute he walked into your apartment, door slamming behind him as he stormed through your hallway to find you on the couch, staring at him amusedly. 

“Hey, cranky ass. Good day today?” you asked with a laugh. Taehyung could only stare at you angrily as he plopped down on the couch next to you. Your best friend was known to show up at your apartment unannounced pretty regularly, but he rarely showed his angry side around you. Only when things went really badly did he let it out in the open, so you naturally assumed today was one of those days. 

“Just.. shut up, for once. Okay?” he huffed at you, scowl spreading across his face. You never asked about his day or what he spent his time doing outside of work. You knew his reputation, you knew he was probably involved in some questionable stuff. But the bruises purpling the bridge of his nose and the corner of his bottom lip left you filled with worry. Worry about what he was doing, worry about if he’d get out of it alive. You silently got up from the couch, heading for your kitchen. Grabbing a cold cloth from your freezer (you kept a few in there for times like these), you padded your way back to the living room. Standing in front of him, you reached for him with the cloth, moving to press it against the side of his face gently, but you were surprised by Taehyung grabbing your wrist roughly, stopping you. You froze, not sure what to do next.

“Look, I’m just trying to help. No need to be an ass,” you scoffed.

“If you want to help, shut up and get on top of me,” he replied, staring right at you, eyes unwavering.

“Tae, you’re not as funny as you think you are,” you laughed out. Taehyung had said some wild shit in the few years you’d known him, but this time had to take the cake for his worst.

“I’m not trying to be funny. I’m serious. Get over here.”

You didn’t reply. You didn’t move. It was like your mind and body were suspended in time, only thinking about the words that had just left his mouth. You couldn’t deny it, Taehyung was hot as fuck. Hot enough for you to go along with whatever wild plan he had in mind, no questions asked? You weren’t sure, but you didn’t have time to form a response, because suddenly your body was jerked forward as he pulled you by the arm. Your knees hit his, and you were lifted by the backs of your thighs until you were nose-to-nose with him, straddling him. Your breath hitched in your throat, but he left you no time to recover from that sudden action, as his next was right behind it.

Taehyung’s mouth engulfed yours, his lips feeling like fire on yours as he grasped the back of your neck tightly in one hand. A quiet whine left your lips, and he took the slight opening of your mouth as an opportunity to run his tongue along your bottom lip, pressing forward to gain entry to your mouth. His tongue overtook yours, and all you could do was give in and follow his lead. Maybe in any other circumstance this would have gone differently, but with the mood he’d come in with, you were almost afraid to question him. You were pliant in his hold, feeling all-consumed by him. His kisses were rough, desperate even. His hold on your neck didn’t let up as his other arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you tighter against him. Your arms moved to wrap around his neck, and as you did that, you were suddenly lifted up as Taehyung stood. Holding tightly under your thighs, he walked in the direction of your bedroom, still kissing you hungrily.

Setting you gently down on your bed, he broke the kiss, his breathing heavy as he towered over you, holding your chin in his hand. The pissed off look on his face remained, but his tone was calm as he said, “You don’t have to do this.”

“No.. I, uh.. I want to,” you responded, not breaking eye contact, even though you so desperately wanted to. Taehyung was intimidating on a normal day, but today? He was lethal. He snickered, staring down at you still.

“Good girl. Now, take that dress off.”

You stuttered, not used to this demanding attitude. “Tae…” you squeaked out.

“You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

Moving slowly, you took the hem of your dress in your hands, pulling it up and off, setting it to the side. He swiped it off your bed, and all at once, he was climbing on top of you, one knee spreading your legs, pinning your hands above your head with one of his. 

“What’s your fucking safe word, hmm?” he growled in your ear, moving to lap at the column of your throat. 

“Uh..” you let out, not sure what to say. This was something you’d never participated in, so you’d never even thought about a word to use. He tsked, clearly unamused.

“Alright. Color system good with you? Green is good, yellow slow down, and red stop?” he asked, laughing a bit at your obvious lack of experience in this.

You nodded, wanting to do whatever you had to do to get him to continue. 

“Words, baby. I need you to speak.”

“Y-yes. Color system is fine,” you answered.

Chuckling once again, he nipped sharply at your neck. “Yes, what?”

Oh. You gulped, knowing what he wanted to hear but finding it hard to give it to him. You had never called someone that in bed, but there’s a first time for everything, and it looked like tonight would be that for you.

“Yes, sir,” you let out, turning your head to the side a bit to avert his gaze, trying hard not to laugh as the word came out. You immediately regretted that decision, as you felt a sting hit the side of your cheek as he slapped you, grabbing your chin in his hand. His thumb pressed lightly against your throat, making you look at him again.

“I’ll let that one slide, this time. Color?” he breathed out, anger showing on his face again.

“Green..” you answered hesitantly. With that, he pressed his knee harder into the space between your legs, kissing you once more. He let go of your hands, running his hands down your body to your breasts. Taking one nipple in between his fingers, he pinched, hard. You moaned into his mouth, letting yourself fall apart underneath him. Rolling the nipple between his fingers again to ease the pain, he traced his fingers farther down your body, stopping at the hem of your underwear. Using both hands, he pulled them off of you, leaving you naked under his fully clothed form. You felt vulnerable, but at the same time, strangely turned on by this newfound power imbalance. You reached for his shirt, tugging at it slightly, hoping he’d get the hint.

“Nuh uh. Use your words. What do you want, baby?” he snickered, watching you with fully blown pupils. 

“Get.. get undressed,” you let out, “I.. want you to fuck me. Sir.”

Watching as his eyes darkened, you knew you were in trouble. The good kind of trouble. His shirt came off first, and you couldn’t help staring at his toned body. Pants and boxer briefs came off next, leaving the two of you fully naked, finally. Your eyes widened as you noticed just how big he was. He reached down and slid his fingers down your slit, and a loud moan came out of your mouth. Chuckling, he began rubbing circles on your clit, sliding your slick around as he inserted two fingers, watching you react under his touch. It didn’t take long for you to be dripping, his fingers easily sliding in and out of your hole. 

“Breathe, baby,” he assured you as he slid the tip of his cock to your entrance. Immediately, you felt the burn of a stretch that, surprisingly, you welcomed. Breathing through your nose, you gripped his shoulders, allowing him to set the pace as he slowly pushed inch by inch into you. As he bottomed out inside of you, he kissed your lips gently, with a passion that wasn’t there before. It surprised you, but you allowed yourself to be devoured by him then. “Color?”

“Green,” you replied as you nodded under his lips, the feeling of his cock filling you overtaking you now. With that, he pushed himself up and gripped both of your hands in his, pinning them against the bed at the sides of your head as he pulled back and thrusted deep into you, hitting every spot you didn’t know you had. You let out a gasp as he continued powering into you, feeling his cockhead drag against your g-spot just right. Just then, he stopped, leaving you whining at the loss of his dick inside of you. 

“Flip over. Ass up, baby,” he let out, lightly tapping the side of your thigh. You lifted your waist and began to twist to flip onto your hands and knees, but suddenly you were grabbed by the waist as Taehyung flipped you himself, shoving your face into the pillow underneath you. He thrusted deep into you again, not wasting any time letting you adjust to him this time. At this angle, he was able to hit your g-spot even easier, and you immediately moaned out his name, feeling like you were already about to come.

“What’s that?” he asked, a hint of sarcasm in his deep voice.

“Tae.. Sir.. I’m gonna come!” you gasped out, barely able to form words. At this point, you weren’t sure if it was from how good he was making you feel, or from how your mouth was shoved down against your pillow, but either way, you weren’t lying. A few thrusts later, you were crying out his name again, shuddering as your orgasm washed over you. You shook, barely able to hold yourself up as Taehyung continued pushing into you, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he got closer to his own orgasm. 

“You’re gonna regret that, baby. I didn’t hear you ask permission, did I?” he asked as his hand swung down onto your ass cheek, leaving a stinging handprint where he made contact. You yelped, gulping as he thrusted as deep as he could, leaving fingerprints in the dip of your hips. He stuttered, pulling out of you, and you felt hot spurts land on your ass as he finished.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he groaned, watching as he covered you in his release. You felt the mattress dip behind you as he stood and walked to your bathroom, coming back minutes later with a cloth. Cleaning you up quickly, he smacked your ass again, forcing a yelp from your exhausted body.

“Tae..” you started, turning over onto your back. Watching as he left your bedroom again, you pulled your comforter over yourself, feeling suddenly shy. You had just fucked your best friend, and who knew what would happen now. Before you could really think about it, he was back, and he seemed like his normal, goofy self again. Like the persona he’d just taken on in your bed had never existed.

“There’s a lot of things I’m having to let slide from tonight. But I wasn’t joking when I said you’d regret that. Next time, I won’t be so easy on you,” he said with a smirk, pushing you to the side to slide in bed next to you. 

“Next time?” you asked, incredulous. 

Taehyung chuckled, kissing your temple gently.

“Oh, baby. You thought I was done with you? No,” he laughed out in a mocking tone, “I’ve been craving you for years. Now that I’ve had a taste, I only want more.”

Your eyes widened as Taehyung kissed your temple once more, pulling you closer to him.

What in fresh hell had you gotten yourself into?