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Norway (Taehyung smut)

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader

summary: You and Taehyung travel to a cabin in Norway

rating: 18+, smutty smut.

genre/warnings: smut, fluff, established relationship, !idoltae, secret relationship, dom taehyung but he somewhat acts like a sub to please the reader once again, slight teasing, breast play, fingering, Tae gets his dick sucked for a second, cock riding, breeding kink, some spit kink, dirty talk, praising, pet names (baby, kitten, baby girl), shower sex, did i mention breast play, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), breeding kink, mentions of oral  reader is violinist (it is briefly mentioned)

word count: 19K

A/N: this was written after a fever dream so it is not edited. also i will try to add a very badly crafted moodboard to see what Taehyungs imagined whilst writing this. This can be read own its own. If you like to check my other work: Sweet Welcoming and my masterlist. I am open for suggestions and criticism as long as you are kind. Take care!

Note to myself: don’t write things at 3 am

It was a cold day in Norway. You and Taehyung just arrived at your destined house for the next five days. The small winter cabin belonged to your father’s friend, and it had a modern style. Everywhere was covered in snow, and it was dead silent. Exactly what you wished for Taehyung: a winter wonderland away from everyone else.

Taehyung was standing right next to you. His large hands held yours while standing tall in his oversized black coat. Normally, he would help the chauffeur take your suitcase out; but he was surprised, gasping loudly. You didn't see his face clearly as he was wearing a black hat and a scarf.

“Are you excited, baby?” You asked him, wrapping your arms around his waist. “I can’t believe you,” He excitedly nodded and then took your luggage from the chauffeur. Both of you packed only one joint bag for this get-away. 

You were already sure that you weren’t going to wear anything by the way Taehyung held you for the whole car ride. He was all touchy-touchy. 

“There will be security all the time at the gate. Please enjoy your time, mademoiselle.” The chauffeur said quickly and left.

You tugged Taehyung’s arm and climbed the stairs to the big door, “Let’s see the inside.” The snow on the staircase was already shovelled; however, it was all slippery. “Be careful, babygirl.” He whispered under his mask, arm around your waist. 

“Where did I put the keys?” You said to yourself whilst checking your pockets. Taehyung came closer as both of you stood in front of the large black door. You opened up your jacket to check your cardigan’s pocket. Meanwhile, Taehyung was getting impatient. He was pushing his chest to your back, subtly grinding against you. 

“I’m sure Mr Lambert’s noisy neighbours are watching us, baby” You warned Taehyung to take his hand off you. “Hmm? Then, let’s put on a show.” He groaned behind you. 

When you entered the house, warm air hit your body. Taehyung was already taken over by the interior design of the cabin. It wasn’t really his taste, but his reaction seemed positive.

 You rolled the suitcase in and took off your large snow boots. The cabin became much warmer than you anticipated, so extra clothes needed to go now. There was a small storeroom next to the entrance so you quickly tuck your stuff away. Taehyung, on the other hand, was already wandering around.

The cabin was quite small compared to its neighbours. The kitchen and living room were joint. The black marbled kitchen was suitable for a max three-person. The island counter cut the room into two sharply, and it had goodies for your precious get-away with your boyfriend. The kitchen also had a small dining table next to the large windows that displayed what seemed like an infinity of snow piles. The living room consisted of a large brown couch, the same brown wooden coffee table and a large TV hanging above the electronic fireplace. The carpeting was an old reddish colour and soft under your feet. 

“Baby,” your boyfriend sighed and engulfed you in his arms. He didn’t speak further as you could understand him without words. He picked you up and squeezed you against the rough material of his jacket. You chuckled at his enthusiasm, “Let’s check upstairs too.” Taehyung planted you on the ground and got rid of his thick outer garments. You eyed him up while he took of two-layer of jackets. “Uhh, I love it when you strip for me, baby” You joked and hung his jackets next to yours. He smacked your ass, grinning.

“I want to carry you upstairs, kitten.” his voice dropped an octave, and his hand gripped your asscheek he had just smacked. You shot a smile to his naughty undertone. “I love it when you man-handle me.” you wrapped your arm around his neck, and he swept you over your feet. 

Then, he climbed the carpeted stairs to reveal the large bedroom with earthy tone furniture. The wall across the bed had tall windows— just like the living room— so the room looked very bright and spacious. The king-size bed was facing the tall windows. It had a brown bed frame and nightstand— they all matched the coffee table in the living room. There was a small dresser with a night lamp and diffuser on it. The other stairs were most likely went to the closed terrace. Also, there was a white door just ahead of the stairs, which was probably the bathroom.  

You finished inspecting the room before your boyfriend. “Do you like your surprise, Taetae?” you placed your forehead to his right cheek, his arms still were carrying you. Your boyfriend sighed, “I love it. Darling, thank you so much.” he said.

You held his left cheek and kissed his tender lips. He hummed into the kiss, revving your engine. You could feel his arms flexing; probably started hurting too. You gently tugged his arms and planted yourself up again. However, his lips never left yours, kissing you timidly without going too extreme. You held on to this nape, encouraging him boldly. Taehyung took your lead and pressed you against his crotch. Despite his pressure on your waist, his lips glided gently as if he was thanking you. He let you set the pace and generously kissed you whilst humming and groaning.

You were first to draw yourself back. His lips followed you back, but you petted his chest. “Happy birthday, Taehyung.” There were 10 days until his birthday. But due to his busy schedule, you always celebrated his birthday early.

 He grinned largely and planted another kiss on your lips. “This is our time, just you and me.” You looked at him for reassurance. You held on to his biceps for balance and rose on your tippy-toes to cover his face with kisses. “I want you to relax, baby. Let’s stop worrying about work, okay?” 

He gave you his boxy smile.“I hope you have things planned to stop me from worrying.” 

As his fame started to take over the world, it was easy for him to fall into depression. 

“Of course,” you giggled to keep the mood up. “Grocery shopping, cooking, baking, wine tasting, decorating the Christmas tree, doing face masks, playing box games are in our plans. Also, we have a jacuzzi that we can fill with any time you wish.” As you listed the possibilities, Taehyung rubbed his chin. “Lastly, we have a bed and a lot of free time,” you spoke quietly. “We can do whatever you wish, Taetae.” You summed up.

Taehyung bit off his bottom lip seductively and whispered to your ear. “What if I want my promised striptease show?” You shivered. He kept holding you, 

“What if I want your cute ass to grind on me? I’ll sing for you, mhmm just how you like it. Will you let me spoil you too babygirl?” His large arms gripped your sides and turned you around. You felt his strong chest expand as he breathed deeply. “Ma-maybe.” You said shyly. 

His right hand held your throat, not too hard, but enough to assert his dominance and his left hand pushed your ass to his crotch. You squirmed, holding on to his right wrist. “I will do it.  I will do anything for you.” You uttered as his lips found your ears. 

“I know you will, kitten. You are so good for me.” Taehyung sucked your earlobe. “Baby,-” you sighed, trying to grasp his hair. However, you were too short to do anything other than squirm against his chest.

Taehyung wanted to suck down to your neck, but you were a bit short for him to do that. He needed to crouch down to kiss your delicious neck; however, it meant that he could grind you to him. “My short girl,” he whispered. You could sense his smiling face. 

“I am not short,” You said back. “I am quite the average.” Taehyung chuckled whilst holding you. He ABSOLUTELY adored your height. “Nah, you are way above the average. ” he turned you back and held your cheeks in his hands. His brown eyes gleamed with love and compassion.

“You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.” His eyes examined your face as if it were an artwork. You scoffed and hid your face to his chest. “Says the most handsome man in the world. Liars go to hell, Mr Kim.” 

“Well, I am in paradise with my angel. So I am certainly telling the truth.” He playfully spun you around a few times. Your giggle harmonised with his low laugh. “You are the love of my life, baby.” He kissed your forehead. As always you found peace in his arms and let him squeeze you.

♯♯♯

You put away the groceries as your handsome boyfriend got out of the shower with his hair still wet. He had a towel on his shoulder and a hairdryer on his hands. He looked snuggly with grey sweatpants and a t-shirt on. After your little cheesy moment in the bedroom, both of you left for a grocery store run. Taehyung insisted on driving the car —probably to boost his testosterone levels. Of course, you didn’t let the unique moment go wasted and took a bunch of pictures. Being the sexy model he is, Taehyung posed for you while he drove. During the 20 min drive, your ovaries were salivating all over him.

In the grocery store, he pushed the trolly around nonchalantly and enjoyed your domestic side. He watched you when you carefully examined the two pasta brands —in the end, you opted for a gluten-free Italian brand from Gragnano, “I have been there, it is a beautiful town,” you added. Then, he watched you contemplate which wine you wanted. “Taetae,” you said. “Do you want Bordeaux that will go so well with the steak or Frascati?” You showed two bottles to him. “Let’s get both, kitten.” He simply found the middle ground by adding both of them to the card. You quietly moaned as a response, “Oh yes, Daddy! That’s the answer I want to hear!” Taehyung smiled at you fondly.

  Both of you didn’t encounter many people since it wasn’t even noon. Only a few old people occasionally passed by. Still, Taehyung didn’t dare to take off his mask.

Everything went swimmingly until you left him to get two large pieces of salmon. Taehyung wasn’t very far away. He could still hear your sweet voice. The thing that made him annoyed was how the fisherman subtly flirted with you. 

Taehyung knew that you could take care of unwanted attention; however, his blood boiled as the guy over the counter showed you an ell a bit too close. Taehyung noticed your discomfort and immediately stepped in. He wrapped his arm around your waist in a protective manner. “Did you find some salmon, baby?” Your hands instinctively found his abdomen, subtly feeling up his firm body; maybe the two of you were a bit too handsy, yet Taehyung didn’t care. “Do you want to get an ell? I am not sure if I can cook it, but we can try…” You pointed. Taehyung shook his head, “No, darling. Only salmon will do.” He kissed your forehead and took the packaged salmon from the guy. “Let’s check the snack aisle, baby.” He locked your hands and pushed the trolly away from the fish aisle. The fisherman couldn’t understand the two of you, but Taehyung was sure that he had his message across.

 In the snack aisle, you hugged him from the back and told him that he was THE snack in the market. He gave you a boxy smile under his mask when you tried to kiss his neck.

 The rest of the shopping journey went pretty smoothly. Taehyung insisted on paying for the groceries even though you were using the joint card. Then, he tried to impress you by carrying all the bags to the car. When he did, you gave him a big kiss on the lips in return, a smack on his ass too.

  When you arrived back at the cabin— it was around 1 pm—, Taehyung took a shower alone —much to his despair. While he was in the shower, you marinated the chicken in a chili-honey sauce and washed off some greens to make a salad later.

Now, he was hugging your frame from behind and looking over your shoulder. “Dry your hair, Taetae.” You kissed his cheek that was next to your head. He groaned and stretched his arms up, making sure that his crotch touched your ass cheeks. “Why don’t you help me, kitten?” 

His exhaustion was kicking in. You didn’t blame him. Right after his last meeting finished, you chucked him into a car and flew him here. “Of course, my sweet baby.” 

This holiday was his time to be pampered, so you immediately gave in. You dried your hands to your shirt hand and took a seat on the large couch. He sat on the floor between your legs quietly and let you handle his hair. “I think dark hair suits you the best, baby.” you brushed through his subdued curls. You couldn’t see Taehyung’s expression as his back was facing you. “You say that with every hair colour.” 

“Well, I like your natural hair the best.” You repeated but quickly admonished yourself. “No, I think I like the light brownish-grey hair the best, the one in the DNA era.” This was an ongoing discussion that you had about Tae’s hair. “No, no,” Taehyung laughed at your debate and caressed the leg that you have just thrown over his shoulder. “I will say the blue or the mint one?” You scoffed loudly as if this was a serious matter. “Okay, okay. My favourite is light brown hair from the MIC Drop era.” You explained to him and turned on the hairdryer.

Taehyung knew why you ended up with the MIC Drop era. It was the era that you both started dating. His fatigue took a toll on him, or otherwise, he would tease you further. After a few minutes, Taehyung’s hair was mostly dry and puffy. You turned off the hairdryer and massaged his shoulders.

  “Do you want to take a nap, Taetae?” Taehyung turned his face to you and nodded. “I want to cuddle.” 

Oh my god, he looked like a 4 years old toddler. “I will grab our blanket and we will cuddle, okay?” You asked him, further pampering your handsome man-baby. You quickly got up and ran upstairs. 

The first three months of you and Taehyung dating was burdensome. He couldn’t tell his hyungs about you because he was so scared of losing you due to the company’s rules. So, either you went on secret dates in parks or he came over to your house after Taehyung’s practices. 

The dates were always very simple. Mostly containing simple Korean dishes that you started to learn how to cook and cuddling sessions in your bed. Taehyung was mostly too tired to do anything. So, he just laid in your bed, arms tangled to you.

However, Taehyung always felt guilty about his tired state. You were worthy of going to beach dates, coffee dates, museum dates, but his job didn’t let him cherish you. The first time he took you on an actual date was a week after Valentine’s Day. It was a quite small walk around Han River at 3 am. You had frozen to crisps, but having the boxy smiley Taetae next to you was the biggest source of happiness. For the record, he held your hands all night and didn’t let you sit on the cold bench. Your other option for sitting was his delicious thighs so it was a good date. 

However, even the hottest man in the universe couldn’t warm you up properly and you had a terrible cold after that night. After you got sick, Taehyung bought you a huge blanket as a gift— which you kept with you anytime. Soon later, this blanket became travel essential for Taehyung to take away when he went overseas. It brought him comfort more than anything in the world. He hugged the navy blue blanket whenever he wanted you to hug him.

You dug through your backpack to get the soft blanket out. You heard a low grunt downstairs, “Ugh, it is heavy.” Taehyung’s low grunt filled the house once again. “Baby, what’s wrong?” you ran back downstairs to see your boyfriend pushed the couch in front of the large window. “Come here quickly, we gotta cuddle.” He mumbled like a baby again. You let out a big sigh, “You scared me,”. 

Taehyung tugged you next to him and placed his legs on the L shaped side comfortably. You wrapped your arms around his waist and threw your right leg over his. “Mhmm, amazing.” Taehyung groaned. You placed your head to his right shoulder, and you were ready for a cuddling session. “Baby, your shoulders are so comfortable. It makes me so sleepy.” You hid your face into his neck and smelt his cologne. You could feel sleepiness crawling into you as well.  “Mhmm, so comfy.” Taehyung held you close to his body, feeling your breath on his neck. “And you smell amazing.” You nuzzled your face whilst speaking. “So manly,” You couldn’t get enough of his minty-spicy body wash. 

“I wish we could stay like this forever, babygirl.” He held your right thigh that is on top of his legs and kissed your forehead. “Yeah? Aren’t you going to miss your Jiminie?” You gasped. You were hundred percent sure that Taehyung and Jimin will have a 40 min long Facetime tomorrow morning — damn you if you didn’t enjoy it. It was adorable.

“Ahhh,” Taehyung opposed. He loved how you and Jimin kept bickering about who likes Taehyung more. Both of you would argue about silly things, such as Taehyung’s deodorant brand, chapstick flavour, or message ringtones. During concerts —especially ones that are overseas— Jimin would send you a picture of Taehyung and say: “Your man is mine ;))”  

In return, you would sit on Taehyung’s lap to show your territory, or fondle him, or cook for him his favourite meals. All these competitions were for fun, of course. Neither of you ever pushed boundaries and made each other uncomfortable. It was a little game which Hoseok called “Who is Taehyung’s soulmate?”. 

You honestly thought Jimin is Taehyung’s soulmate. Jimin had a great part in Taehyung’s life. Their bond was way different from other guys’ relationships and you deeply respected it. Besides, you adored Jimin as a person as well.  

In return, Jimin thought of you the same. At first, he was sceptical, but seeing you and Taehyung go through numerous hindrances changed his mind. He was also absolutely baffled at your compassion towards Taehyung, how you left a promising career in your home country and built a new life in Korea. Now, Jimin could trust you with his soulmate— Taehyung— eyes closed. However, he needed time to accept his status as an old flame.

“Okay, okay, I will admit that he is your first wife.” You mimicked a sad face. Taehyung remembered the analogy that Namjoon put forth: Jimin was his first wife, you were his second wife, and Jungkook was the mistress. He laughed at the silliness of the three of you.

“No, you are my everything. I love you the most, babygirl.” He hugged your body and tugged you closer. Your hand found his cheek and made him face you. “I love you the most too, Taetae.” Taehyung felt his heart explode when you kissed him. After 3 years he still felt the same.

You kept lapping back his sweet and a bit sloppy kisses. He occasionally hummed into the kiss and tried to roll you on him. However, you resisted. He needed to sleep. “Darling, you should have a nap.” 

Taehyung on the other hand scoffed loudly. “Kiss me some more, baby.” He said pouting adorably. 

His cute bear face squeezed your insides. How could this man be flaming hot and overly cute at the same time? “Mhmm, just a couple of kisses.” You mumbled, bringing your lips closer to his. “Yes, just a few more.” He nodded.

Despite his eagerness, Taehyung was minutes away from falling asleep. So he let you shower him kisses all over his face and lay back next to him after.

“Now you need to take a nap and I’ll watch you sleep.” You fondled his cheeks and made yourself comfortable for the next 2 hours of quiet time. 

“Watching me sleep? That's not creepy, AT ALL.” Taehyung rolled his eyes while adoring the idea. He must admit, he watched you sleep too.

“Well, you still look handsome when you sleep so I can’t resist. You look like a little bear.” You pressed a kiss on the mole on his nose. “So cute,” This time you kissed his cheek as he gave you a boxy smile. He adored being babied by you. 

“Don’t let me sleep so long, okay? Just an hour and a half is enough.” Taehyung wanted to make sure because previously you let him have a five-hour nap. Then, he made himself comfortable on the couch. 

You listened to his breathing and felt his chest going up and down rhythmically. Taehyung’s long arms didn’t release you as he drifted into sleep, in contrast, he held you closer. This was a safe place for you. You drew your head a bit back to examine his gorgeous face. The first thing your eyes landed on was his sharp jawline. Your eyes followed along and found his lean lips and his cute mole. It took all power in you to stop yourself from kissing him. 

You noticed his subtle mustache, he looked extremely hot with his facial hair. You took a mental note to convince him to grow it out during your get-away. Your eyes scanned through his cheeks to his bangs in front of his forehead. Normally you would brush them away, but you let it slip for this time. His chest rhythmically rose and fell. When you thought he was asleep, his low voice jumped you. “Love,” he sounded so fragile.

 “Yes, darling?” Your arms were still around him, but you didn’t squeeze him as tight as before. You were just lying next to him and watching his peaceful face.

 “Can we hold hands?” Taehyung sniffed. You locked fingers with him and placed your leg on him again. He made a pleasing sound, and you didn’t hear from him for an hour. 

———————————————————————————————————

Taehyung fidgeted as he felt kisses being pressed to his face. It took him a second to realise that he was away from his crazy life.

“Taetae,” your honey voice filled his ears. “Baby, you should wake up.” You kept kissing down to kiss jaw and column of neck. Taehyung smiled at the pleasant wake-up call. 

You saw his —almost shining— boxy smile and kept planting kisses. You mounted yourself on top of him with one smooth action. Now, you were laying on top of him. “Taehyung,” you called for him again.

“I don’t want to get up,” Taehyung murmured. And yet he spread his leg, and you placed yourself between them. “But we need to make dinner, darling. Aren’t you hungry yet?” You insisted, not that you were hungry. “Hmm, no, let me sleep more.” Taehyung acted like a small baby but you knew the way to wake him up.

“I can wake you up in 5 seconds.” You whispered against his lips. Taehyung’s eyes fluttered but stayed close. 

You took this as a challenge and rose on your knees. In one smooth motion, you took off your sweater and your beige bra. Meanwhile, Taehyung lied under you, completely unaware of anything. Then, you grabbed his wrists. “Let me,” you whispered as he let you control his hands. Without any teasing you made him grab your boobs, and gave him a bit theatrical moan. 

Taehyung’s eyes shot open in shock. You left his hands hanging on your tits, “You naughty, kitten.” He groaned at the sight of you. “Did you sleep well, darling?” you asked him, completely ignoring his state. As his eyes ogled on your boobs, you felt a heavy drip of slick to your panties. “Do you like what you see, baby?” You shook your boobs to the side, making them bounce slowly.

Taehyung thought he could die right there, at the sight of your supple tits. They filled his large hands so deliciously. As his primal brain took over Taehyung, he hardly remembered to be gentle. “Tae-” you writhed. His long fingers enveloped your tits and pushed them together. Taehyung’s mouth fell open, “I want to bury my face between your titties.” 

“Kitten, get up. I will have you lay down on the bed and play with your tits.” He patted your ass and lifted you. You shamelessly ran upstairs without waiting for him.

Taehyung laughed at your enthusiasm and quickly joined you in the bedroom. 

You lied on the duvet. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Get rid of the duvet, kitten. I don't want anything stopping me." 

Taehyung had enough experience where he is absolutely in the moment fucking you, and the stupid duvet is entangled to his leg. You quickly pulled the duvet and threw it on the floor. Taehyung chuckled again. “Aren’t you an eager slut that can’t wait to have her tits played?” He took off his fluffy jumper slowly.

You laid between two pillows and watched his mini striptease show. “Answer me,” Taehyung’s low voice filled the bedroom as he stood beside the bed. “Yes, yes.” You timidly said, looking at his tall frame.

Taehyung locked eyes with you whilst taking off his t-shirt. Your eyes immediately went down to his chest and abdomen. He darkly chuckled, “You know what-” His hands hesitated to pull down his sweatpants. “Come here, kitten”

You crawled over to him on the bed and sat on the edge of the bed, hands automatically grazing his skin. Then, he kneeled in front of you. 

Now, he was on the level of your breasts, and you weren’t able to reach for his dick. Taehyung hummed and brushed his nose to your nipples. “This is the best stress reliever.” He whispered to you.

After kissing your lips briefly, his attention landed on what mattered to him the most at the moment. First, he kissed the swell of your boobs. He followed one stretch mark with his finger, humming. His experienced hands pushed your free tits up and watched the stretch mark disappear. “Thank you,” Taehyung whispered to your left boob. 

You looked down at him confused, “What?-” 

“I am talking to your boobs,” Taehyung looked up to your eyes. “Since when have you been a boob connoisseur?” You asked him giggling.

Taehyung smiled at your joke. “Since I met these beauties.” Then, he buried his face between your tits. He stayed there for a bit after going back to pressing sweet kisses.

“Thank you for growing so perfectly.” Right after he mumbled against your tits, Taehyung grazed his teeth where he just kissed. Your hands quickly went through his hair, pulling him harshly back. 

Taehyung groaned and pressed his face harder to your tits. Then, he held your left breast and kissed the soft nipple. You couldn’t contain yourself anymore, so you let out a big sigh. “Does it feel good, baby?” Taehyung rolled your left nipple between his index and thumb while licking it. You groaned and arched your back to him. “Hmm, I’ll take that as a yes.” 

You couldn’t control your hips from rolling as he wrapped his lips around the erect nipple. “Ahh, Taehyung,” He lowered himself more to look up to your eyes. You let out a long moan at the erotic scene. 

His dark eyes were so playful and dominating. He kept looking at you lewdly as he tried to take your whole boob into his mouth, toying your nipple with his tongue. 

As you stared at his lips expand, globes of slick dripped onto your panties. You probably had formed a river between your legs. You scoffed at his name, “Taehyung,” 

His lips release your boobs to latch on the other. “Taetae, your mouth feels so good.” You placed your right hand to his nape and held his forearm with the other as he devoured your left boob. He hummed and tried to stabilize your fidgeting figure. 

“Stop moving, babygirl,” his lips detached from your boob. You knew that he didn’t want you to fidget, but you simply couldn’t help yourself. 

“I can’t help,” you shrugged. 

“You can’t stop because you are so horny, right?” Taehyung whispered as he was afraid that somebody would hear him. 

“I’ll help my horny girl, now. Don’t worry.” He cooed at you and smashed his lips to yours. The kiss was fervent and messy. In 30 seconds of kissing him, you started to feel light-headed. 

As he bit down your bottom lip, your hands on his nape pulled him in. He couldn’t balance with your pull so both of you fell back to the bed. You didn’t mind and wrapped your legs around his waist. His hands grabbed you everywhere. At your shoulders, back, legs; as if he wanted to be inside your skin.

You swiped your tongue against his teeth boldly, asking for entrance. “Give me your tongue, Taetae.” He smiled against your lips. 

“Do you like my tongue in your mouth?” He asked, and granted his tongue. You moaned and started sucking his tongue, drools dripping to your chin. You loved him messy and sticky. 

“Mhhm, let’s do something, kitten.” He pulled himself back and held your chin with his hand. He wouldn’t bring himself to be rough with you. Despite his intentions, he was handling you like a pampered babygirl.

 “Open your mouth for me,” He whispered. You blindly opened your mouth, trusting him fully. Taehyung smiled at your obedience. “Good girl,” he kissed the corner of your lips and then drew circles onto your cheek with his nose. Meanwhile, you waited for the treat. Maybe he would put his long fingers into your mouth, or he would put the meaty monster between his legs- oh god. 

“I want to spit in your mouth, baby,” Taehyung whispered, weighing your reaction with his caramel eyes. “Can I do it?” He innocently asked your permission as if your body didn’t scream yes already.

“Yes, yes, please-” You nodded your head and tried to kiss him. Taehyung didn’t let you close, he held you in place with his hand wrapped in your hair. “Please what?” Taehyung could hardly contain himself.

“Please, spit on my mouth. I need it, please.” Again, you aimed for his lips but the subtle pull on your hair stopped you. 

“Do you need it?” Taehyung chuckled slowly as he held your hair tighter. You moaned at the sweet sensation. “Yes, I need you to spit on my mouth.” You tried to grind yourself to him. Maybe then he could stop the teasing. 

“Keep your mouth open, kitten.” Taehyung’s hand let your hair and held the corners of your mouth. You closed your eyes in anticipation and waited for his sweet warm spit. To your surprise, the warm liquid slowly streamed from Tae’s chin to your mouth. As your lips came in contact with his chin, you closed your lips and moaned at the sweet taste. How could someone taste this good? You moaned at his familiar taste.

“Do you like it, baby?” The question was aimless after seeing your orgasmic face. 

“I love it.” Your breathy answer satisfied Taehyung and he continued kissing you. This time you tried to pull him on top of you; however, Taehyung knew better than that. He wanted to extend this lovemaking further.

“Get on top of me, please.” You cried while tugging him on you. There was no better feeling than Taehyung pressing on you. “Please, I need to feel you all.” Your breath hitched.  

As the tug war between you and Taehyung kept going until his ringtone filled the room. At first, he ignored it, but the annoying voice didn’t stop. So he sadly detached from you. You whined at the loss but he was quickly back, standing in front of you at the end of the bed. “It’s Namjoon-hyung.” Taehyung quickly opened his phone. 

You looked up to his handsome face as he tried to calm himself. “Yes, hyung?” Taehyung’s hand was on your knees, and you swung your legs to get his attention. 

Whilst Taehyung was busy, you ogled at his tall body. The honey colour of skin seemed unreal even up close. It was smooth and glowing with his sexy aura; also smelt so manly that you could just orgasm from it. His chest proudly went up and down as he spoke. His dancer body was a product of years of training. He didn’t have carved abs as he sometimes wished to have, but Taehyung had a strong subtle muscle tone that could endure hours of dance class, minutes long performances. You desperately wanted to touch his subtle abs, run your tongue, suck purple hearts on them. Things got interesting as his abdomen muscles curled into a V shape just over his sweatpants. His boxer was hiding the best treasure in the world, his monstrous dick.

 As Taehyung’s deep voice filled the room, you lost the patient in you and got up to palm his crotch. Just like you expected, he was rock hard. It took more space than you could ever create in yourself. However, you indulged in anyways. Taehyung didn’t say anything to your wandering hands. He smiled and patted your hand as he listened to the man on the phone

 “It is really beautiful here, hyung.” You heard him say. But your mind had one thing to focus on. You slowly lowered his sweatpants. His grey comfy boxer welcomed you with a wet patch on them. You moaned against his crotch, “Taetae,”

Taehyung was biting on his lips. Despite his strong stare, you took off his boxers to reveal his cock. Taehyung hissed when the air hit on his sensitive part and brushed your cheek with his thumb. His pretty cock stood tall against his toned stomach. The prominent vein on the back was pulsating, wishing for your mouth. Without much thinking, you wrapped your hand around it. Taehyung pulled himself back and glared at you. You giggled and stroked him softly. 

“I will go back to recording next month. I didn’t get stuff done the previous month, and we are going to fly to NYC directly, so it is on hold for a while.” Taehyung spent all of his power talking fluently. Why was Namjoon still on the phone anyway? 

But it became too overwhelming when you wrapped your pretty mouth around his tip, sucking it. You groaned at the hard feeling of his head oozing out precum. You laid your tongue flat against his shaft and tried to take him more. It was difficult to deepthroat, but you were eager. As his head hit your gag reflex, your vision quickly blurred. Blowjobs are something you should work on.

You placed your hands on his waist and bobbed your head a few times. Drools quickly get collected in the corners of your mouth. Taehyung breathed through his nose, jaw clenching. “I need to help Y/N with dinner now. Yeah- Goodbye hyung.” Taehyung threw his phone away and held your chin. 

“Aren’t you a little slut?” He quickly laid you back and got on top of you. 

“Mhmm, maybe..” You answered with a playful tone. “I can add one more thing to my kink list: sucking you while you are on the phone.” 

Taehyung’s lips curled up, “Do you have a list that I don’t know about?” You bit down on his lips as he pulled himself. Taehyung winced at the bite and licked his lips. You were sure that Taehyung tasted some blood. “Of course I do.” 

Taehyung growled into your neck. Your sweet smell and innocent voice were making him go insane. “Tell me about this list.” He was curious.

“No, it is confidential information.” You opposed it, just for fun. Taehyung kissed your collar bones. “Say it, kitten.” 

“Mhmm, okk-ayy... So, number one is obviously backstage or set sex FOR SURE.” Your boyfriend was sexy at doing the most mundane things. But on stage, he was a devil of sexiness. No one could deny that he was born to be a performer. However, him fucking you with adrenaline, from the stage was just immaculate. 

“You don’t want to know how many times I had to excuse myself to go to the bathroom while you are on stage.” You blurted out honestly. Taehyung left your nipples with a confused face. “Why…why is that?” 

Soon Taehyung got what you meant and his cock throbbed against your skin. “To touch myself…” yet you confessed as Taehyung rubbed your clit over your pants. 

“Tell me the number two.” You decided to play along, otherwise, there is no way you can endure his mouth and fingers. “Things get messy after the first one." His finger was rhythmically circling your pussy as if he was stirring a pot. At this point, you were sure that your panties were ruined. 

"Messy as this pussy?" He asked, pressing his thumb hard and quickly started giving you kisses. You moaned and reciprocated his kiss. His warm mouth glided against you as if they were two parts of one. There was enough pressure and the speed was incredible. It was slightly teasing and sensual, just like Taehyung. He pulled back, “Tell me the number two.” 

His brown eyes looked down at you as if he desperately needed the information. “It is similar to the first one; when you fuck me in your office, I- I really like it.” You turned your head to hide. Taehyung growled into your neck and bit down your shoulder. “Please elaborate.” 

“Taehyung…” A sudden feeling of shyness crept on you. There was no need to be shy about your exciting sex life. “I love it when you-” You started talking; however, Taehyung’s heavy gaze was making you nervous. “Come one, tell me” 

“I really like it when we have sex at your office, and then we go about our lives as if nothing happened, as if I wasn’t just losing my mind on your cock.” With sudden confidence, you spoke. 

In the chill air of his office, his hand on your mouth, his dick ramming in you without any foreplay was fabulous; the fact that nobody knew that both of you fucked was divine. It would usually last for 20 minutes at his little office. It was long enough for both of you to cum and clean up, short enough to not get realised missing. 

“Hmm, you like talking to my hyungs while my cum drips out your pussy.” It was a true statement. You loved belonging to him, you loved that both of you shared a nasty secret that would be a scandal if it was known. 

“How about spitting? Did you like it?” Taehyung spoke as he drove his index finger around your nipple. “Yeah, I want to- I want so much more.” You closed your eyes and tasted him in your mouth. His spit, sweat, precum…Everything tasted divine.

“Now, you tell me one of your kinks.” You held his shoulders and looked him in the eye. Taehyung almost looked like he was drunk, his pupils were blown and breathed unevenly. 

He moaned as he humped you. “I love it how you come and sit on my lap at the studio or dorms.” The same shyness crept over you again because this wasn’t naughty as you thought. Taehyun realised your dissatisfaction. “Because every time you sit on me I realise I am the one who got your leg on his shoulder and fucks you into madness, not my hyungs. I also love our office sex too, especially when you become a horny little slut. Mhmm, then I fuck you while everyone is in the other room.” 

 You hummed uncomfortably. Talking about his hyungs during sex was a huge turn off for you.

“I want you to wreck my world now, Mr Kim.” Taehyung’s heart warmed at your impatience. “No, I will take my sweet time.” 

Taehyung held the waistband of your cotton pants and took them off with your panties. Then, he hummed as hungry eyes ate you up. You timidly watched his slow movements as he lay down next to you. “Lay down, kitten.” 

Your back met the mattress. Why was he lying next to you? You needed him on you. 

“Come on, kitten.” Taehyung pulled you closer and wrapped one of his legs to your to spread you open. “I want to play with you, babygirl.” He whispered slowly and took a glance down. Your legs were spread open and Taehyung’s hand was disappearing between your thighs. 

“Taehyung, what the hell..” You moaned as he caressed your tummy. “I just want to play with you, kitten.” He repeated softly, his breath hit your cheek. 

Taehyung spent a few minutes caressing your tummy and thighs whilst he groaned next to your ear.

Your hips rolled when Taehyung’s middle finger brushed your folds for the first time. His mouth became an “o” shape, “You are soaking.” Taehyung chuckled with joy. 

“You kept touching me for ages. What do you expect??” You whined.

“Don’t worry, babygirl. I will reward you.” 

Taehyung finally pushed his soaked middle finger inside you. Your walls made room for his long finger. “I cut my nails just for you.” 

“Ahh, so romantic.” You held his forearm again to ground yourself. This gesture was something you did very frequently, but especially when he is intimate with you. He curled his finger and watched your expression. “Fuck- don’t tease me, baby. Please.” You begged. Taehyung saw your desperation when your legs bounced you on his single finger. 

He would do anything to serve you, so Taehyung pushed his index finger too and started pumping you. 

“Uff,” you moaned, rolling your hips to him. His fingers were just doing the right amount of work: enough to get you close to your high but not enough to tip you over. “Taetae, don’t tease me, please. I can’t take it.” You were so weak when it came to edging. Even after one orgasms denial, you felt like crying. 

“But I love it when you are whiny and horny.” His caramel voice could make you do anything. You tried to keep your hips down and got ready to take his teasing. “Mhmm, good girl,” Taehyung hummed and wrapped his mouth around your left tit. His hair tickled your face but you were too horny to care. 

“You are so good for me.” He brushed his nose to your tit. You groaned, “Taehyung ah,-”

However, Taehyung kept going. His long middle and index finger stretch you slightly as you drown them with slick. Then, he started scissoring, “That’s a tight hole- oh fuck.” 

But all of a sudden Taehyung’s fingers stopped pumping you. You hissed as he took his fingers out and licked them clean. “Hmm, juicy.” You looked at his lewd eyes. His erotic aura was burning and grazing your skin. 

“Taetae, please.” You asked again. Taehyung scoffed at your request. “Why can’t you take the teasing like a good girl?” His serious tone froze your body. Your eyes immediately find his to apologise. 

Taehyung rolled himself on you. His mouth found your neck as he placed his elbows to your sides. He kissed your neck slowly while hovering over you. “My babygirl can’t take any teasing,” He cooed at you as if you were a doll. 

“I just wanted to play with this sweet pussy but you are so whiny, kitten.” Your cheeks burned with embarrassment even though you knew it was role-playing.

With your pull, Taehyung’s naked cock was closer to your centre. “Do you want this?” Taehyung pushed his head to your clit.

You nodded, afraid that you would just cry instead. Taehyung brushed his entire shaft to your sensitive cunt. “I need it, Tae. I need your cock so badly.” You decided to speak up since he was doing everything to get you riled up.

“You needy slut,” He whispered into your ear. His low voice vibrated your insides. You felt every single inch of his skin. With his slow motion, your breathing became calmer but your cunt was basically weeping. You bit down your bottom lip, reminding yourself that he will give in eventually.

To be honest, Taehyung was surprised how long you took his teasing. For the record, you could never take long sessions of teasing or any kind of orgasm denial. You either begged him so sweetly that he would just give in, or you took matters into your hands by flipping him down. 

“My good girl is trying so hard for me.” He kissed your forehead. It was very obvious that you were trying to please him by taking his teasing. “My good girl also took me on a trip too.” Taehyung groaned next to your ear. “I am the luckiest man, eh?” 

Your body jolted with his groan. “You deserve all of it.” Your dry lips kissed his chin. “I love you so much, babygirl.” He whispered, eyes closed. Taehyung couldn’t ignore your soaking cunt anymore so he slightly pushed his tip in and out quickly. “I love you too, Taetae.” 

When Taehyung opened his eyes back, he saw you watching him. His lips curled up and peppered kisses to your face. “You are so sexy, baby.” You blurred out. Everything about him was feeling divine. You slid your hands to hold on to his biceps. “But being under you is sexier,” You whispered.

Taehyung couldn’t help but smile. “Is that so?” He asked, matching your playfulness. “Do you like making me do all the work?” he asked while easing into your sweet cunt. 

“You fuck me so well, Taetae” You breathed out heavily as he started to thrust deeply. “It is my second favourite place.” 

Taehyung knit his brows. “Second? What is your first favourite?” Taehyung halted his thrust and looked at your face seriously. Maybe your toning wasn’t right, so quickly answer him. “My first favourite place is…” Taehyung gave you one hard thrust in the middle of the sentence. “Oh, baby, it is on top of you.” Your joke failed dramatically. He scoffed, “My little sub is playing games with me, huh?”

Then, Taehyung steadied his knees on the bed, your hands immediately found Taehyung’s slick covered cock. 

Taehyung hissed at the contact, “You didn’t let me properly suck you off.” You pouted as he thrusted to your palm. 

“We have five more days, babygirl…” His chest expanded with possibilities. “Now, take Daddy’s cock.” He said a bit authoritatively.

“Mhmm, Daddy’s cock?” You didn’t call him Daddy that much.

“Yes, you will keep it warm and wet for me.” The thing with his hyungs was busying his mind.

Your eyes shot closed and Taehyung caressed your waist. “Mhmm, I will” you hummed. His large hands helped you guide his dick into its home. With a slow pace, he entered you. “Ahh, Taetae.” 

Taehyung heard the pain in your voice. He instinctively pulled himself out a bit. “What’s wrong, darling?” Your sweaty hair stuck to your forehead. “It was a - a bit deep.” Your abdomen muscles got tight visibly. Taehyung caressed your skin to help you ease the pain. “I am sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to hurt yo-” 

“I know, baby.” You caressed his forearms again. “You just have a monster schlong.” Taehyung’s worries deflated as you chuckled. 

“Monster schlong?” He asked, snapping his hips. 

“Ah, ah, I love it. I love it so much.” Your head got dizzy as his veiny shaft rubbed your insides. Even though his pace was slow, every thrust made you clench harder. Taehyung looked down at your messy state. With every thrust, your tits bounced up and down. Your sweet velvety cunt hugged him like a soft blanket. You were his, no one could steal you from his arms. 

“Taehyung,” your sweet voice called you from his thoughts. “What’s wrong baby?” Of course, you noticed that he was a bit loopy. Taehyung didn’t want to talk about what was bugging him yet.

“I am gonna make you orgasm so hard, my pretty girl,” Taehyung answered, feeling your cunt tighten immediately. Then, Taehyung held your left ankle and threw it over his shoulder. He could reach even deeper with this position and hit precisely on your sweet spots without you bouncing around too much.

“Taetae, I am not going to last,” Your breath hitched as Taehyung fastened his pace with a smirk on his face. “Then, don’t last long, babygirl. Lose yourself on my dick.” You find the proposition very tempting while he hammered your god-knows-which-spot. 

You couldn’t resist and let out a quite loud moan. Taehyung laughed, “Hmm, you can moan as loud as you want. Only I can hear your sweet voice.” He was fueled by your moan in return. “Taehyung, ahh, you feel so good, ah. Please don’t stop.” You grabbed your hair in pleasure arching your back as he pounded you.

“Oh, my- Taetae,” Your hips stuttered with excitement. Taehyung slowed down his thrust momentarily. “Fuck, don’t fucking stop!” 

You yelled out of lack of pleasure. Even milliseconds of less stimulation felt like your pussy might burst. To prove your point, you held on to Taehyung’s bicep. 

Taehyung laughed at your needy body and went back pounding you with all of his power. His thick length was going in and out smoothly, stimulating both your cervix and G spot. Also, his thumb was pressing ever so slightly to your clit—  more like your clit was grinding on his finger with the power of his thrusts. Your one leg was on his shoulder, giving him the ultimate reach for your erogenous zones. 

One last thing Taehyung knew you absolutely love was dirty talk, so he was going to give it to you. “Look at you, desperate slut.” He groaned, absolutely loving the way you look. You nodded, “Mhmm, my needy kitten is going to cum on my fat cock.” He breathed into his mouth. “Can you see how your little tight cunt takes me in? Fuck, I am going to break you again, huh? Mhmm, my little girl, always so eager to make me happy.” His deep breathy voice was enough to cum on.

“Mhmm, you are my cumslut. Made for me.” Your orgasm got fueled further by his words. While Taehyung fucked you with his excellent stamina, you kept moaning his name. 

You opened your eyes to see his fucked up state between your legs. His one arm was tightly around your leg which was over his shoulder. His other arm was supporting his angled thrust to your cunt. Both of his arms were restrained; the delicious veins were popping. He was smirking at you but his handsome features were taken over by pure ecstasy. His filth speaking mouth was glistening with his own spit, lips were red because of biting. The only thing his mind was focused on was making you orgasm.

“You look so sexy,” You moaned, closing your eyes again. Taehyung clutched at you harder as he heard you. His body convulsed front and he merely stopped himself from cumming. 

“Say you.” His deep growl set your orgasm on violently and your hips stuttered against his pelvis, flushing his stomach with your juices. Your eyes went bright, your lungs forgot how to breathe and your body kept moving on its own. Even Taehyung didn’t interfere with you. He just let you ride him while he looked at the most pornographic scene his mind could comprehend. 

Not long after your grinds subdued, Taehyung called for you. “Kitten, you amaze me.” He was affected by the intensity of your orgasm too. His erection physically hurt him. 

“You are so hot, fuck, I can’t get enough of you!” He growled at you frustrated.

“Give your wrists, kitten.” Taehyung lowered your leg to the bed. He needed to be close to your face; he needed his naked chest against yours.

Oh, fuck. He was going again.

Taehyung gripped both of your wrists above your head and wrapped his other hand around your throat— he didn’t squeeze but just held you possessively. 

“You remember your safeword, right darling?” He cooed the skin of your wrists as you smiled at the new step he took. “Yes, I do, baby.” You nodded and quickly added, “Hold them a bit tighter.” Suddenly, you were hungry for more. 

Taehyung grinned largely and immediately gave in to your request. You nodded when the tightness felt right.

This new position made you feel so vulnerable that you somehow giggled. “Huh?,” Taehyung thrusted his hips with sudden strength. “Do you like being held like this? Like a weak whore for my cock?” 

You nodded again, too lost to say anything. Taehyung grinned, “Did I fuck you dumb, kitten?” He asked you, knowing that you were probably not hearing him. 

“Mhmm? Answer me, babygirl” You looked at his face through your blurry vision. His eyes were looking at you as if you were a prey— you were the doe and he was the tiger. Taehyung grinned, his breath hitting your face. 

“Did I fuck you dumb, babygirl?” He asked again, faking a pout.

“Yes, baby, yes, you fuck me so well- I can’t think. Fuck-, don’t stop holding me. I love it.” Your encouraging words gave Taehyung the strength to prolong this position. Despite his stamina, he was seconds away from losing himself. However, the sight of you made him want to last long. He could pleasure you forever if you asked him. 

“Taetae, your dick is amazing, baby.” Your chest rose instinctively as Taehyung pounded you. “Yeah? Is it enough for this slutty pussy?” He asked even though he knew the answer. You could only take 3/4  of his dick without hurting yourself. You always blamed his huge cock, but in fact, you were just petite for him. “Ughh, baby it is so large. I fucking feel you in my guts.” You tugged your arms; in return, Taehyung held them tighter. 

“Mhmm, you are doing so well baby. Look at your delicious tits bouncing around.” Taehyung wanted to suck on them; however, he couldn’t reach it without crushing you or slowing down.

“Taetae, I am so close, ah, gonna cum baby.” You kept saying his name deliriously. As Taehyung tried to calm himself to last long for you, your body jolted with a quiet moan and you tugged his hand harshly.

Just then, your orgasm hit your pussy the sweetest punch. Your cunt became ten times tighter as you squirted against Taehyung’s pelvis again. This time he felt your juices drip down to his balls. Your knees couldn’t stand still and just flopped against the sides. Your lips were gaped with a breathy moan, glistening with saliva; your brows were pushed together as your body shook under him. “You did awesome, well done.” He kissed your forehead and your closed eyes fluttered. 

Taehyung gave you fifteen seconds before slowly releasing your hands and throat. He slowly stood up with the ache in his lower back. “Oh, you came all over me, you filthy girl.” Your juices were dripping to his thighs. Fuck, what a sight.

Your breath hitched as Taehyung pulled his hard dick inside you. “No, you didn’t get to cum,” Your dry throat forcefully pushed the words. Taehyung lied down beside you as your muscles kept twitching ever so slightly. “Taetae,” you turned your body towards him and hugged him with your sweaty body. “Yes, baby.” He slithered his hand under your body and cage you next to his body. “I will catch- fuck-” 

Your breathing didn’t slow down for a minute. Fuck, you gotta do more cardio. “I will catch my breath and then make you cum as well.” You hid your face on his shoulder, hoping that your body would recharge soon. 

Meanwhile, Taehyung cooed your waist and tried not to touch his raging erection.

“Shh, don’t worry about it.” He didn’t mind taking a break and prolonging the sex even longer. He was happy that he finally had the time to make love with you. 

Taehyung held you flushed against his side as your heart rate calmed down. As he caressed your arm, your smartwatch lit up. “Your exercise is over. Tap to see the review.” He read the text. “Let’s see how well I fucked you.” 

You giggled, “Fuck, you had my heart rate over 120 bpm. Hohoho, calm down sex beast.” He grinned at his success and encased your lips with his. Taehyung kissed you romantically, taking his time and savouring you. 

“I love you so much, Taehyung…” Your chest suddenly filled with a wave of compassion for your loving boyfriend. His warm lips curled, “I love you so much too, baby.” Taehyung sneaked his hand around your head and guided you back to his delicious lips. You don’t know what is making you extra excited: his hands on your cheeks or his raging cock laying on his toned stomach.

“I am so happy to be here, baby.” Taehyung needed to vocalise his thoughts. “Thank you for bringing me. It means so much.” He said while kissing along your jaw. 

“Of course, baby. You don’t realise how much you work so I had to kidnap you for a break.” You caressed his back as Taehyung rested his face on your shoulder. 

You didn’t want to make him wait. He had always granted you mind-blowing sex and you wanted to give him back. “Love... I want more…” You called for him. “Come on, please fuck me more.” 

As you tried to top him, his notifications went off five times back to back. “Who is it?” you asked as Taehyung left you to get his phone. “Namjoon-hyung.” Taehyung scoffed. 

“Why is he texting you?” you asked, your eyes immediately caught on his leaking cock. Taehyung shrugged as he opened the message and lay back next to you. 

Both of you return to your earlier position as Taehyung quickly read through the group announcement chat. “Isn’t it past midnight in Korea? Why are they still awake?” You asked Taehyung. His jawline was more interesting than his answer, yet you listened to him while kissing his jaw. 

“Apparently, they don’t have anything better to do.” Taehyung’s long fingers typed back an answer. 

“Taetae, is that important?” you asked, afraid that your holiday is going to be like this. Also, you had especially talked with the upper management that they would leave you alone.  

“They are so fucking jealous-” Taehyung said in dialect— with his deep low voice. Every cell on your body jumped at his serious tone. You looked over his bright screen to understand; it said: “BTS-composing 📢”  

“Who is jealous of what? What is it?” You asked.

 Taehyung’s facial expression was livid. His jaw was clenched as he was scrunching his nose. “Seokjin-hyung and Hoseok-hyung are jealous. That is what it is!” He threw his phone to the bed and took deep breaths. You still didn’t understand his words. Why would the top boy band’s members be jealous about ANYTHING? They had everything they wanted at their fingertips. 

Taehyung wrapped your leg around his waist and made you top him. Then, he put his phone on mute and got it out of his sight. He was here to be with you.

“Jealous of you,” Taehyung said bluntly. It was something that made him feel insecure at the beginning. “What-?” you let out a breathy moan as he rolled you on top of him— making your cunt  grind on his shaft.

 Your hand held his forearm for balance as his leaking head nudged your clit. “I want you to ride me, pretty lady.” You placed elbows beside his head and got him completely under you. “Mhmm, not before you answer me.” You let his hard cock glide between your soaked lips.

Taehyung scoffed, one side of his lips curling up mockingly. “They are jealous of how lucky I am to have you —how lucky I am to have a supportive smart girlfriend who is both very disciplined and creative.” He helped you roll against his cock. 

“They want you for themselves to write music; fuck- they are jealous because you won’t do it. And they are jealous that you are way better at it than seven of us.” You scowled. “That’s right baby, don’t deny.” Taehyung kissed your forehead and kept grinding you. 

“I might be more musically literate but there is no way I can project it as you guys do, as you do Taetae.” You spoke between your teeth, barely stopping yourself from moaning. 

“They also jealous how you don’t make a big deal about my career, how you don’t care about fame—how you don’t sulk around when I need to work, how down to earth you are, how you take care of me whenever I need, how you offer me the best future,- and you are gorgeous. Then, you are sexy and insatiable in bed. No wonder why they want you.” Taehyung recited from his memory. “What- what do you mean?” You stopped him.

“They like you a bit too much, babygirl.” He pulled himself to the bed frame and sit against it as you kept straddling him. “But we talked about it before. You said it was over.” You defended.

If you weren’t naked on his lap, Taehyung would probably be angrier. Your skin rubbing against him almost drugged Taehyung to be calm. He also didn’t want to scare you by getting angry. However, the truth was making his blood boil and seep through his ears. 

You were a young attractive woman. Naturally, you had quite a bit of man that gawked at you including his bandmates. Taehyung could accept this to a certain degree. Also, it was nothing compared to what he was making you go through. He didn’t want to be bothered by other men's compliments. However, some people didn’t know where to stop such as Namjoon and Hoseok.

“Taehyung, you are the only man I want.” You showed your need not only by your soaking cunt but by your loving eyes. “I don’t want anyone to hold me beside you. I love you the most, I have always liked you.” Then, you kissed him as his eyes teared up, mostly because of anger. 

Taehyung’s breath hitched as you kissed his lips slowly. “Taetae,” you looked at his eyes. “I love the man you are so much. I want my soul to be with yours forever.” Taehyung's tough muscles relaxed as you peppered him with love. 

“I love you too, kitten.” He mumbled as your lips begged for his tongue. 

“I want to take care of you, baby.” You whispered to his lips. “Let your girlfriend take care of you.” Taehyung’s body shook as you took his cock into your hands.

“Let me show you how much I need you.” You whispered again as he closed his dreamy eyes. You ran your hands on his firm chest, feeling him up while moaning softly. 

Your lips followed your hands. You kissed his neck down to his shoulders. Then, you aimed for his chest, sucking his small nipples for a bit. Taehyung felt like crying out of pleasure as you showered him in kisses. 

After sucking his nipple, you stop moving. He was a full course meal in front of you. There was so much to look at: his strong neck with veins popping out, his broad sexy shoulders, his buffed up chest, pretty pink erect nipples, his lean stomach… 

“You are objectifying me!” Taehyung opposed weakly even though he loved how you studied his body as if he was a renaissance painting. “No…” You mumbled. 

“You look unreal,” The short compliment fell between your lips with the most sincere look. 

“I don’t have chocolate abs tho.” Taehyung tried to deflect your comment. He hazily remembered the time you were looking at an underwear model and commented on the model’s abs. 

“You don’t even need them, baby.” You mewled in need as your finger outlined his abdomen muscles. Then, your tongue followed. His skin tasted divine. You blew on the wet skin and he immediately hissed, hands around your head. After the little cold air, you ran your teeth on his abdomen as he flexed involuntarily. You moaned how you could feel his erection pulsating under your tits.

“Babygirl,” Taehyung caressed your hair as you sucked on the reddened skin. You weren’t allowed to place hickeys on his neck, oh how you wished to suck on that neck, so you mostly opted for sucking his lower parts. You knew that his hyungs could see it whenever they changed together and deep down it made you feel good. He was yours.

. Taehyung’s low voice encouraged you further. “Mhmm, tasty.” You kissed your way up to his chest and greeted his dreamy eyes with a smile. Taehyung groaned loudly as your tongue drew circles around his nipple.

“You feel good, baby?” You asked him as you placed yourself on his lap again. Taehyung patted your head while barely keeping his eyes open. His heavy breath grazed your skin. 

“So good,” he answered. 

“Can I move down?” You asked him with a bit on your lips. You could even kill to get his dick in your mouth. “I- Baby, fuck me-” He hesitated with hazy eyes. But you slowly picked his heavy cock up and looked at it with hungry eyes. Red and leaking mushroom tip and slightly darker throbbing shaft. “Please, baby…” Yo moaned and ran tongue around his pink tip. “I want you to cum in my mouth so bad.” You slurped at his leaking precum and faked a cry. 

“Ugh-shit- Y/N,” Taehyung threw his head back. There was no way he could say no to your peering eyes. You were left with the scene of his gulping neck that made you go for the next move. With a big deep breath, you took his cock in. On cue, Taehyung let out a low pitched cry from his chest. His hips jerked a bit but one hand on the bed anchored him.

“Mhmm, tastiest…” You swallowed the mixture of your spit and his cum very generously. It was crazy how something salty and bitter tasted divine in your mouth. It was painfully addictive. He made you crave more. 

“Baby, I will cum…” You were suckling at his oozing tip with a tight grip at his base when Taehyung let out a boyish cry. He was seconds away from cumming if you didn’t loosen your hands.

“Y/N…” he cried out your name as his orgasm crumbled away. If he teases you, you tease him back.

You went on kissing his sweet collarbones, running your teeth on the hard bone. Then, you kissed his shoulders down to his nipples. They were pink and erect. “I am going to mark you, Taetae,” you told him innocently.

 “Everyone is gonna know how well you fucked me, baby.” he didn’t oppose the idea. “Fuck, kitten,” Taehyung winced when you kept sucking down his sternum with your wet mouth. 

“You are so tasty, baby.” You mumbled the truth while savouring his sweet taste on your tongue. To stimulate him more, you glided your hand on his raging erection and wrapped your fingers around it. 

“Kitten,” Taehyung moaned with his low voice as his cock pulsate in your hand. This time you kissed your way to his chin. His stuttering mouth tried to kiss you back. 

“Baby, I can’t grip you all.” You moaned how your fingers couldn’t wrap around his pink tip. “You are so thick, look at that.” you placed your forehead onto Taehyung’. Then, run your hand up and down to ease some of his sexual frustration.

“Kitten,” Taehyung called you deliriously. His hips moved on their own to your fist. You ran your other hand in his sweaty hair and pulled his hair back to expose that delicious neck. “Mhmm, that’s me…” you smelt his sweet scent again while kissing Taehyung’s neck. How could someone smell this good after sweating a pretty good amount? 

He was enjoying your touch, eyes closed, lips parted. His mouth was slightly open as he drooled a bit. His handsome features were highlighted with his sexual endeavours. 

“You make me- ah baby,” Taehyung's sentence got cut by your soft lips on his neck. You sucked on his pulse, leaving a small pink area. 

“I want to kiss every inch of you, Taehyung. You are perfect to me.” You whispered to his ear and punctuated with a tighter grip on his huge cock.  “So fucking handsome…” Taehyung’s throat hitched and let out a long cry. His cock spurred globes of precum.

Then, you kissed the back of his ear while grinding your hips to his crotch. “So fucking sexy,” Lastly, you landed on his chapped lips. Taehyung couldn’t kiss you back because he was absolutely gone. He felt high, high with your sweet moves. 

His chest was filled with your smell, face painted with heat and lust. His skin was gleaming with your almost dried spit.

“Oh fuck-,” You cried in pleasure but your face looked like you were in pain. 

“You okay, kitten?” Taehyung's voice suddenly turned serious, his head was thinking of possibilities. Your legs were in a comfortable position. He was supporting your weight with his thighs. So what was the problem?

“My pussy aches because of you.” You cried in the same mixture of emotions: lust and love. 

“You arouse me incredibly, Mr Kim.” A quiet whimper followed your confident words. You place your forehead on Taehyung’s. He could feel your breath fanning on his cheeks. “You don’t need anything extra, baby. You are already painfully sexy.” This time you planted a kiss full of love on Taehyung’s cheek. 

The self-deprecating side of Taehyung’s mind diminished at your words. The toxic side of his brain got punched in the face and put in silence. 

However, Taehyung was still overwhelmed, this time by your sexy presence on top of him. His sexual frustration grew larger as you started to stroke him a few times to get all of his shaft soaked. Your pussy had already leaked all over him. With a deep breath, you nudged his tip in. Taehyung's stretch was incredible, thanks to the thickness of his long dick.

“Sshh, take your time.” Taehyung brought his hands to your sides, his large veiny hands holding your sides.

“How could this- I just took you in me.” You complained as his girthy member had some troubles entering you.

 His cock twitched as you let out a few more whines. “Careful darling, relax.” 

Then, Taehyung grinned sheepishly at the feeling of your tight cunt squeezing his tip. Your one hand was on his shoulder and the other was on the mattress to support your weight.  

However, your legs were cramping really hard. They weren’t used to doing much work so your thighs felt on fire. One solution was to impale yourself in one go. So with one swift motion, you took him all. “Oh fuck,” He burned your skin with sweet tingles with the quick and hard stretch.

“Y/N!!!” Taehyung warned you right away. 

“I am good, I am good.” You kissed the tip of his nose. 

“Do you remember what your doctor said?” Taehyung didn’t want this moment to pass. 

After a month of having a regular sex life, Taehyung insisted on visiting a gynecologist regularly to have safe sex. He wanted the safest and healthiest options for you. So he booked regular doctor visits for every three months. Without any doubt, you could say Taehyung was the best boyfriend ever. 

“You can’t hurt yourself like this, baby. I already went so hard on you. You need to ease yourself.” He brought his hands to your neck and looked into your eyes. That was what your gynecologist said about your recurrent vulvar pain. 

“Then, don’t be so fucking sexy. I just want your dick in me.” You whined. “I need you to fuck me all the time.” Taehyung let out a whine as you grinded your hips. Your juicy and velvety cunt hugged him so tightly that he felt cumming immediately.

The sounds left Taehyung’s throat was absolutely scrumptious. His low manly voice made you moan all night. 

“Fuck,-” You squeezed his shoulders as he kept releasing little whines. “You sound so well, baby.” You couldn’t help but drench him with your juices again. 

“Mhmm, do I?” He gave you another very dramatic moan whilst his eyes were closed. 

“Your pussy loves my moans, doesn’t it?” Taehyung brought his finger to your clit just to feel how soaked you were. When you looked down where your sexes meet, you couldn’t help but whine. You were stretched around him, painting him in your juices with every bounce. 

“Do you like when I moan for you, kitten? Only you can make me moan like this.” He grunted as you bounced heavily. You still couldn’t set a pleasurable pace. 

“Oh, baby,” Another wave of slick coated Taehyung’s large dick. Even with your sluggish pace, Taehyung was on the edge. 

“You’re gonna make me cum so fast, babygirl, like I am a teenager again.” Taehyung’s breath hitched as his abdomen flexed violently to keep his cum in. 

“Like the first time?” You asked. The very first time you have ever done anything sexual with Taehyung was a messy handjob that he lasted for five minutes.

Taehyung remembered the occasion very clearly. He was practising his lines for DNA when you visited him in his studio. You were wearing the same dress that you wore when he first saw you. That dark green floral dress with a short skirt was his personal drug. Your hair was in beautiful large curls and you were a bit tipsy. He could barely taste the sweet wine from your lips. However, you were confident, horny and most importantly ready to take his cock down. You had whined about how sexy he sounded in hopes of some attention. At first, Taehyung was hard to crack but he was a horny mess soon after you pushed him against his studio wall weakly and stroked him while moaning into his ears. Just like that, he had come into your hand in less than five minutes. 

Taehyung stuttered remembering your hot breath against his neck, your small body trying to push him, your quiet beggings. You were just as sexy and insatiable despite being in a relationship for years. You were still flushed against him, breathing heavy.

“You are gonna cum, Tae? Are you gonna make me yours?” You teased him as you fucked yourself on him faster. “Fuck, I want to be bloated with your cum in me.” 

“Babygirl,” he growled, growing annoyed at how close he was. 

“What is it, love?” You asked innocently while slowing down your hips. Taehyung was out of breath, he had drooled a bit. The vein on his neck was prominent now. You placed a couple of kisses on his neck, and Taehyung moaned. “Keep going, kitten. You're gonna get my cum.” 

You watched as he bit down his bottom lip and pushed his hair back. He was seconds away from cumming; he just needed a bit more encouragement.

“Are you gonna fuck your babies into me, Taehyung? Shit, what if you get me pregnant?” Taehyung had a mild to severe breeding kink; however, he indulged himself very rarely. Even though he was silent about it, his actions would sometimes hint. His hands would constantly rub your belly as if you were pregnant, sometimes he would whisper to your pussy while he ate you out; his eyes would turn a shade darker whenever you comment on cute baby videos. 

Taehyung opened his eyes as you spoke filthy to him. He couldn’t believe his ears. You with his baby in your belly? Fuck, sign him up!

 “Yes, yes, take it all.” He cried, the ache on his balls only got more intense as he saw your fucked up figure. Your legs were in a “w” shape and diligently bounced. Your tits were out bouncing as well. His dick was sucked in your tight cunt, getting the best treatment.

Taehyung tried to pace himself but it was impossible for him. Your sexy body and sluty words brought him to a euphoric state. The burning feeling in your thighs became unbearable so you leaned front. This took the amazing view of your tits from Taehyung’s eyes, and yet deigned lewd moans against his neck. 

Your flaming hot skin supplied him with more control over your body. So, Taehyung gripped your waist with one hand and your neck with the other to indulge you even further. “You are so sexy, kitten.” He mumbled against your lips, completely overtaken by your cunt. 

“You make me so horny, Taehyung.” You cried while trying to maintain a fast pace. Your own high was approaching promptly.

“I want your cum, baby.” You moaned innocently. “I need you to fill me up.” Taehyung bit down his lower lip, he was fighting against his orgasm. “Please fuck your babies into me, Taehyung. Ah- please,” You screamed as his length bumped constantly against your cervix.

Your moans and dirty talk finally drove Taehyung insane and he let his orgasm go with a growl. “Take it all, kitten. Oh, come on take all of my cum.”

His animalistic growl made you go off as well. As he spurted his cum, you washed his dick with an insane amount of slick. 

Your muscles gave out and your chests were glued together with a thick layer of sweat. “Fuck-” You moaned as Taehyung moved his hips. 

“So sensitive-” You moaned again when his penis flopped out of you. Then, you rolled onto the empty side bed as Taehyung tried to gain his regular breathing back. His body was still stiff and his eyes were still shut, probably having aftershocks of his orgasm.

Your back met the soft bed as you moaned once again, and tucked a pillow under your hips to avoid spilling his cum. 

“Y/N…. Baby….” Taehyung looked at your position, how you carefully laid down to keep his cum in. 

“You are amazing.” He towered over you and kissed you sloppily.

“Mhmm, you are more amazing.” You brushed your nose to his.

 Taehyung smiled naughtily as he kissed your collar bones down to your navel. Both of you stayed hugging each other for a few minutes until Taehyung aimed for your tummy again. 

You giggled as he bit down your belly with his front teeth.

“Kim Taehyung, don’t even think about it. It is mine. I won’t share.” You knew that Taehyung aimed to eat you out; however, you will not give up on his hot cum inside you. 

“That’s so selfish. I gave you what is mine,” He pouted.

“But I need your cum in me.” You pushed him away from your battered cunt. He laughed and then laid you on his naked chest. 

“Yeah? To get pregnant with my child?” His fingers brushed your nipple.

“Yes,” You hide your face to his chest. “Stop taking birth control, kitten. Then, I will give you all of my cum.” Taehyung talked very casually. 

“Do you think it is a great idea to have a baby, like seriously?” You ask him, wondering your fingers up and down on his arm. “Sometimes I feel like I can’t even take care of you, or myself.” You look up to his understanding eyes. 

“You always do your best, kitten. I am always fascinated when it comes to you.” Taehyung held you tighter. He dearly wished to keep every single piece of you together with his strong arms. 

“You will become an incredible mother when the time is right. I am hundred percent sure of that.” Taehyung’s reassuring words filled you with hope as always. Even his small words gave you a reason to fight.

“Imagine it, baby: you, me and ten little Taehyung’s…” His mischievous tone was back.

“Taehyung!” 

“Okay, seven.” He pouted adorably. You glared at him.

“Okay, five.” 

“Five? You want me to give birth five times?” You opposed but loved the idea of a big family.

“Let’s have a deal on three kids.”  A healthy relationship was all about compromising, right? 

“Mhmm, okay. We have a deal.” Taehyung reached out his pinky finger. “Pinky promise?”

You giggled and wrapped your finger around his. “Pinky promise.”

With your fingers intertwined, your lips found each other too. His hot lips were a perfect combination of comfort and lust. 

Both of you were tired so the kiss didn’t grow hotter. Taehyung only laid you down and kept kissing you sweetly.  You were the first to draw yourself, mostly because you had weaker lungs. 

Taehyung kissed the tip of your nose, then your top lip. “But first I want you to be my bride.” Despite being very popular and eccentric, Taehyung was quite traditional which heavily surprised you. He asked your brother for permission to date you. He made his intentions very clear when you move in with him. He wanted a serious long-term relationship. 

You looked into his shining brown eyes. His lips were round and open with admiration.

“I will be…” You held his face as he was the most delicate, as he was made out of glass. “I will be your bride, baby.” 

Taehyung let out a big sigh as he topped you again. This time his lips had a plan. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” He kept whispering and kissing you, his chest almost bursting with love. 

“I love you too, Taetae.” You pushed his bangs back and pulled his weight on you. As Taehyung lowered his body on you, you realised his half-hard erection rubbing onto you. “Oh, hello there,” You pressed your hips to him. Suddenly, all of your tiredness evaporated.

“We are going again?” You asked Taehyung laughing. The sex drive you two had as a couple was phenomenal. 

“Yes, we are fucking again.” He nodded as he returned back to his position on top of you. You let out a couple of excited squeals involuntarily and held on to Tae’s biceps.

“I think we are going to break my dick after this vacation.” Taehyung laughed as he grinded himself to your battered cunt.

“Mhmm, that would be an honour.” You placed dreamy kisses on his face as he placed himself strongly between your thighs. He pushed his hard dick in you again. Taehyung really held the record for the fastest erection.“Oh- go slow, baby.” Your pussy was sensitive, every brush over your clit felt painful, yet orgasmic. He took your warning seriously and stopped his thrusts. His large dick stayed half planted in as you tried to get over the sensitive feeling. 

“My sweet girl,” Taehyung nuzzled against your cheek. His whisper against your ear made your body convulse. The power his voice held was astronomical. “You clenched on me so hard, kitten.” Taehyung shut his eyes. You were squeezing him in so hard that he could never replicate it with his fist.

“I am only three centimetres in.” He spread your thighs even more and scooted himself to you. “I can stop if it hurts, kitten.” Taehyung’s large veiny hands soothed your sides, his voice was dripping compassion for you. 

You immediately shook your head no. “No, no. I really want you.” You bit down your lips while trying to unclench yourself. It was so fucking difficult when all of Taehyung’s being was utterly arousing.

“I just can’t calm down.” You squeezed the bedspread in your palms and tried to subdue your grinds on his dick. “You get me too excited, Taetae.”  Your body was moving on its own to both seek and avoid his sweet roughness. 

Your laugh ringed Taehyung’s ears. He was enchanted by your smile, your warmth, your sweet cunt clenching on him. “Hmm, is that right?” Taehyung playfully glided his fingers to your aching clit. Just before you think he is going to flick your clit, he snapped his thighs with a subtle force. Your whole body shook for a couple of seconds as if he stepped on your whole nervous system.

“Oh my god, Tae,” You cried out. How could a human body possibly be this sensitive? “What are you doing to me?” You scratched his biceps and bit your lip.

“I am just pleasuring my sexy girlfriend, my wife-to-be...” His low breathy voice felt like Devil’s himself was talking to you. He breathed in before grinding his hips to you. So you tried to control your bubbling orgasm by following his breathing. 

“Was that a marriage proposal Mr Kim?” You asked, trying to get your mind off from his raging dick. 

“Of course not,” Taehyung dipped his face into your neck and gave you open mouth kisses. “I will do it when you least expect it, babygirl.” He doubted whether you could even hear him, but he tried to explain himself. Taehyung did plan on proposing to you in the near future. But it had to be perfect, he even dared to say God-tier.

“Now… Babygirl, just take this cock and make yourself come, okay? Fucking take it.” Taehyung stressed his words with powerful hip thrusts. 

“Babygirl you look fucking sexy under me.” Your eyes were lazily shut, your lips were open. You almost looked like you were drunk or on the edge of sleeping. However, you had a strong grip on Taehyung’s biceps, you were bucking your hips up every time Taehyung pulled out slightly.  

He was the reason why you were about to pass out from pleasure. He thrived on your squirming state. “I was made to pleasure you, kitten. That’s why I was born.”

“Baby, you are-” You slurred, unable to think of anything else but your burning cunt. “Taetae, you feel incredible, ah, please give me more...” 

Taehyung slowed down his thrusts and swiped his thumb across your bottom lip. “You are drooling, babygirl. Are you sure you can handle more?” He giggled dangerously and licked his thumb. 

“Yes, yes, I can. Please give me -oh gosh!” Taehyung pushed himself further and nudged your cervix as you begged him for more. 

“Now, you are going to be a good girl and cum on my fat cock, okay?” Taehyung went back on his fetal thrust. “Ah, ah, I will cum,- I will cum, baby. Taetae, ah, please cum with m..me.” 

Your chest was heaved, a high pitched voice left your throat and your nails scratched Taehyung’s arms. And just like that, you granted Taehyung’s wish in just one minute.

“Hmm, that was quick,” Taehyung grinned and held your thighs in place as your body shook. “Taetae,” You moaned in a needy state. “Please cum inside me, again.” This time Taehyung saw actual tears in your eyes. You must be so sensitive and drunk in pleasure. Taehyung didn’t want to exhaust you further, he would feel very sorry tomorrow if you woke up sore. So he took his cock out and thrust in his fist. He didn’t need much to orgasm as he had the most gorgeous scenery in front of him. 

“Oh, God, baby,” Your hips bucked up when you saw him playing with himself. Your pussy lips fluttered. If there was even slight pressure on your clit, you could have fallen apart one more time. However, Taehyung didn’t stimulate you physically. He just locked eyes with you and rubbed himself.

“Taehyung, paint me with your cum please.” Your whiny voice directly went to Taehyung’s dick. White spurts of cum shoot all over your body within seconds while the handsome man above you moaned loudly.

Taehyung couldn’t believe he just came with one sentence. A sudden wave of unnecessary embarrassment washed over him. Meanwhile, your cunt was still sensitive and weeping with your juices. “Taetae,” you moaned Taehyung’s name as the male tried to get a grip of reality between your legs.

“Baby…” You called for Taehyung once again. This time your fingers caressed his pelvis area. “Yes, darling?” Taehyung leant in and laid over your body. 

“Baby…” You called him deliriously as he nuzzled his face to your neck. “Do you feel good, kitten?” Taehyung realised your eyes were still closed, your hips were still grinding to the air even under his body.

“Yes, I feel awesome, baby…” You mumbled, stretching your neck to do the sides. Taehyung’s weight felt spectacular. 

“Does your pussy feel sensitive?” Taehyung asked. He loved your delirious side. You swallowed and nodded. 

“It feels amazing…” You spoke and relaxed between bed and Taehyung. 

Taehyung laid on you for a couple of minutes to catch his breath. Your post-orgasmic state was divine. Taehyung could watch you enjoy yourself long after he stopped touching you. The female body blew his mind, no, your body blew his mind. 

 Then he got up to clean you. He took one of the clean towels out of the bathroom shelves and wetted it with warm water. Later, he returned to your tired body on the bed. 

“Do you want to take a shower, babygirl?” Taehyung asked you as he wiped your battered lips gently. 

“No, I love how it feels.” You pushed Taehyung’s hand off you and rolled to your side. Taehyung snickered.

“We need to clean you, baby. Come on.” He turned you on your back, hoping that you would let him clean you.

“Mr Kim, what do you not understand? You gave your cum to me, it is mine now.” You mumbled, rolling to your side once again. 

“Baby girl,” Taehyung saw you taking your birth control pill this morning. It was sad that all of his cum wouldn’t do what they are destined to do. 

You gave in because of his soothing rubs on your legs.“Fuck, there is so much cum…” Taehyung pressed kisses on your knees as he gently cleaned your thighs. A shower would be better than his attempts.

“I will start with dinner now, love. You can take a shower meanwhile.” It sounded rational to end sexy time. Did your pussy agree on that? Not really.

You felt sticky and messy, but also creamy and dizzy too. A nice warm shower could freshen you up a bit. But it would also get rid of Taehyung’s smell on you.

That’s only if you could find the power to lift a finger. “I just want to lay down for a bit.” You nuzzled your face to the bedsheets, soaking up Taehyung’s sweaty smell.

Taehyung knew you would fall asleep instantly if he let you. But it was quite an early time to go to bed. “Do you want to shower together, babygirl?” He was willing to shower again if you were going to be with him and he wanted to clean you up after making a huge mess. It was worth postponing dinner.

“No need to, Taehyungie,” You mumbled as you dragged yourself down. “Don’t forget to heat up the pan before adding chicken and don’t season the salad until the very end. And don’t use the hot water for a while, okay?” You got up your feet feeling like you could have another orgasm just by looking at Taehyung wiping himself. 

The carpeted ground tickled your feet, and then you stepped into the cold tiles of the bathroom. There was still a bit of water on the ground from Taehyungie’s shower. Other than that your boyfriend was careful about leaving the bathroom clean after him… a skill that needed practice…

The faint smell of Taehyung’s spicy body wash was still lingering in the air. His toiletries were sitting on the marble surface of the sink in a black leather bag, yours were mixed with his stuff. 

You wanted to take your mind off Taehyung’s dick. Well, that was mostly impossible but you had your ways to distract yourself. The first step was to brush your teeth with bitter peppermint toothpaste. Where was your toothbrush anyway? 

You looked for the blue toothbrush but it was nowhere to be found. So you opted for a quick solution.

“I am using your toothbrush!” You yelled knowing that Taehyug didn’t care at all. 

Taehyung smiled at your voice. He didn’t answer back as he was busy with bedsheets. “Great,” he mumbled. It had been half a day and he was already changing the bedsheets. As he looked at the wet patches on the bedsheets, he remembered your fucked up face from minutes ago, how you diligently fucked yourself on him, how you desperately tried to top him and failed. “My dirty babygirl,” Taehyung ran his finger around the wet patch as his cock throbbed. I must put on a boxer, he thought. Otherwise, he can’t get the dinner ready.

So he nonchalantly picked up his boxer that was thrown to the ground and looked for clean sheets. 

While Taehyung struggled to put on clean bed sheets —the corners just kept popping up and frustrated him— he heard a quiet whimper followed by his name. At first, he was sure that he had flashbacks of you two having exquisite sex, but no, you were actually moaning his name...in the bathroom… alone?

Taehyung’s shoulders got tense, for some reason, he couldn’t de-puff his chest. “Taehyungie,” a quiet mewl echoed in the empty bathroom. When he peeked through the door, he saw your silhouette in the shower cabin. Your voice was ragged and whiny, he was sure that you were touching yourself. 

Did he not make you cum? Was it all an act? Did you do that a lot? A gush of strange emotions filled his tummy. All of a sudden, the condescending side of his brain woke up. A woman pleasuring herself in the shower after sex with his partner was a sad sad image. And now he was living that?… 

“Taehyung, baby,” Your voice was louder and it did sound like you were calling him. However, Taehyung didn’t follow your call, he just simply entered the bathroom as its door was already wide open. Your blurry silhouette became more clear over the frosted glass. Your eyes were probably closed, or else you would probably see his large figure from the inside. 

As your small squeaky whines filled Taehyung’s ears, and his dick took matters into its hands… After a few seconds the glorious Taeconda, as you called it, was up and ready. 

Despite his raging cock, Taehyung didn’t pay attention to his erection. His hands were fisted on his side, chest puff, as he tried to find an explanation for this situation. “Taehyungie,” You called for him once again while sounding more and more desperate, almost sobbing.

Again, Taehyung didn’t answer until you opened the door and jumped out of your skin. Your flushed cheeks, half wet hair and shaking hands were too adorable for Taehyung to stay angry.

“What do you think you are doing?” He called you with his dangerously low voice. His growl and narrowed eyes made your pussy tingle but you were also embarrassed at how needy you were. 

You kept looking at his puffed chest, as you were too scared to make eye contact. Taehyung stepped inside the shower and he noticed the showerhead between your thighs. He released another deep growl that even vibrated you. 

“You are a little horny slut.” He quickly took off his boxer that he just put on and trapped you against the tiled wall. You were still holding the showerhead against your clit, maybe your muscles got locked or something.

 “You don’t ever get enough, right?” Taehyung asked condescendingly. He pushed his dick against your wet stomach, he was hard again, even harder than before. How could he not be hard, anyway? You were squirming against the stupid showerhead with the sexiest facial expression he could ever see.

“I was just cleaning…” You threw your head back moaning and held Taehyung’s forearm with your free hand. Taehyung felt the warm water from the showerhead splatter against his knees. He wondered how much of it actually water… Maybe it was all your sweet juices. 

The shower was getting too slippery for your dizzy state, so Taehyung pushed you a bit more to the wall.

“And you thought why don’t I fuck myself with a showerhead, huh?” Taehyung asked, gripping at your boobs. You cried out in his voice. Every single touch was heightened infinitely. The sweet tickling feeling of relatively low-pressure water made you more of a desperate whore.

“Just like the old days, right? You used to do that to tease me, babygirl. I see you're still doing it ” Taehyung dipped his head between your tits and engulfed one of them into his mouth. “Ahh, baby, I swear I don’t” You cried once more, but this time your knees gave in. Luckily Taehyung held you before you could slip. “I just- I was just cleaning, and it felt so good to touch it, baby.”

“Okay, go on, fuck yourself.” He challenged you, knowing that you were going to beg him again. “Baby,” you called for him, dragging the last letter of the word. Your hoarse voice echoed in the tiled room.

“I literally can’t orgasm if you don’t help me… please Taetae.” You dropped the showerhead to the ground and turned off the water. Then, you rose onto your tippy toes and wrapped both of your arms around his neck. “Please baby, I want you, once more, please…” 

Taehyung let out a low growl instinctively. His girl was begging for his cock after several rounds of sex. He must be in heaven. 

“Taetae, I was already thinking about you… I was thinking about your handsome face.” You rutted your hips against his thighs but it was impossible to get satisfactory friction since he was way taller than you. 

“My handsome face?” Taehyung asked. You could hear the smirk in his voice. “Yes, yess…” You mumbled and threw your head back as he pushed the showerhead onto your lips. “I was thinking about riding your handsome face, fuck, kissing all over your body once again. I will… I will do that tomorrow. I will kiss every inch of you and ride your face.”

“My insatiable babygirl, I will do everything you wish.” Hearing Taehyung calling you sweet names comforted you. “I will let you ride my face, umm, that’s so hot.” Taehyung was the biggest oral sex lover in the world, he was unmatched. “I want you to paint my face with your cum, babygirl. Fuck my handsome face as I devour this cunt in one breath…” 

You hummed when his lips found yours. His lips danced with yours in a romantic tango, he relieved some of your frustration as you were only focused on his lips lapping against you with the thumping sound in your ears. Meanwhile, Taehyung one hand sneaked down to your thighs, squeezed a handful which made you release a moan to his mouth; his other hand stayed on your waist to support you. His large hands heated your body to the boiling. Your tummy got cramps that could not be explained. The anticipation of what is coming next was immaculate.

“Taehyung, I am going to explode.” You whined against his lips, ever needy. But Taehyung didn’t stop with his sensual rubs and kisses. He eventually left your lips to hear your breath moans and high squeals. His lips wandered to your ear and whispered to you. “We can’t have that happening, babygirl. How do you want me?” 

You left out another relieved moan as he offered himself. “Do you want me to finger you, babygirl? I am sure your little cunt is too sensitive for anything else.” He gave you the first option.

You shook your head no. 

“What about I eat you out? Mhmm, I’ve been dying to have a taste.” As always Taehyung sounded so eager about oral sex. 

This time you violently shook your head no. There was no way you could take his teasing tongue without properly crying.

“No? Okay, we will do that tomorrow… What else…” Taehyung doubted that you could think straight at this point. Right then, he felt your arms sliding off from his neck. At first, he thought you were adjusting your position but he was proven wrong when you turned your back at him and stuck your ass out. You placed your forehead onto the cool tile and waited for him like a good girl you are

“Ughhh, baby…” Taehyung clenched his fist in the air. His heart skipped a bit at how obedient and horny you are. “Do you want me to fuck you from behind?” He circled his one arm around your waist and flushed you against him. Your back arched automatically, giving him a good view of your backside. “Hmm, you are so pretty.” Taehyung ran his hands all over your ass and spread them to reveal your glistening core. 

“Taetae, my pussy…” You groaned at the feeling of his balls on your pussy lips. “What is it, love?” Taehyung asked, guiding your hips to grind on him sloppily. 

“Baby, baby, baby….” High loud moans left your mouth immediately. The buzz your body had was extremely overwhelming. Your mind was clogged with Taehyung as he rubbed your cunt with his shaft.

“Please make me cum, again.” Your voice was soft, coy and most importantly not challenging. You were just simply asking him to fuck you with an angel-like voice.

“But I already fucked your slutty pussy four times.” Taehyung grinned largely as you wiggled your ass to the sides.

“I can’t get enough of you, Taetae. Please make it five.” You turned your head to him and asked him with a cute pout on your lips. Taehyung cock twitched at your bothered face. 

He didn’t answer you back and just shoved his large dick inside you without any friction. “Oh, babygirl…. You have a good cunt, don’t you?” And you were back at moaning deliriously.

His whole length was rubbing inside your walls with a slight stretch. His pace was slow but hard enough to jerk you against the wall and hit your clit with his balls. Whenever Taehyung increased his pace, your legs immediately gave out, pulling both of your bodies down. Maybe shower sex wasn’t a great idea when you were a fucked up mess. Your worn-out state worried you a bit. What if he was not enjoying fucking you like this?

As if Taehyung read your mind, he switched his position to support your body. First, he took his monster cock out of you even though you whined. Then, he put the showerhead back into his place and let some warm water wash through your back. “How do you feel babygirl?” He asked you while cooing your back with small circles. 

“I feel so horny,” Your legs twitched again. 

Taehyung answered you by pulling you tight against his chest to your back. “I will take care of that now, don't worry.” He kissed your neck and shivered when the warm water hit his back too. 

“Taetae, I love you so much” You mumbled as his large arm surrounded you once again with an intimate back hug. As soon as you thought he was going back pounding you, his other arm wrapped around your thigh and pulled it up to give his thrusts a feral angle. 

Omg, he was going to ruin you like this. “Baby, omg, please give me your di-” Your impatience poured out loudly to the shower cabin, making a slight vibration.

“Fuck, fuck, my girl can’t get enough of my dick, huh?” Taehyung’s self-indulgent words went straight to your cunt as he entered you once more. “You love your boyfriend’s dick?”

“Yesss… yess.. give it to me, baby. You are amazing… ah… harder, please. You always fuck me so well. Thank you, baby, baby, I love it…” You followed his lead and let your mouth loose. Taehyung increased his pace and breathed loudly while the shower ran.

“My love,” His teeth sank down to your wet neck and grazed it red. You let out another dragged moan at the sensation. Your pleasure was hazy. You could feel something bubbling inside you, but at the same time, everything was too much to feel something. 

“Babygirl,” Taehyung pulled your thigh higher, further ruining your composition. But his voice was breathy. “Are you going to cum for me?” He asked you, genuinely questioning if you will.

“Taetae, I- Everything…is…” A sudden need for explanation arose in your chest, however, your mouth failed you. When you turned your head back to look at him, the most arousing scene was looking back at you: Taehyung, all wet, maybe more stimulated than you are…

 “You are so hot baby,” you cried out as your legs gave out one more time. Again, Taehyung held you with his gentle arms. “Mhmm,” A deep, satisfied ground left his throat.

“You think I am hot, kitten?” Taehyung decided to give your cunt a rest. It was nearly impossible for you to orgasm one more time without letting your sensitivity pass.

“I have good news for you. You snatched this hot piece of man and he is fucking whipped for you.” Taehyung’s semi-romantic words went straight to your core. Yes, you had snatched him. He was yours. You pressed your back onto his chest, laying your head to Taehyung’s wide shoulder. Your thigh escaped his grip. 

The warm water showered on your tits now and let your horny-ass relax for a minute. Meanwhile, Taehyung slightly swung both of you to the sides, initiating a small slow dance.

“I am sorry, Taetae. Everything feels so heightened. I keep losing my orgasm…” You mumbled as he stopped, ripping his sweet orgasm along the way, just because you were too sensitive.

“Don’t be sorry for that, my baby. It is okay, I will get you there, okay? Just tell me whatever you want.” He whispered into your ear as he kept slow dancing with you. Both of you stood there for a few minutes as your pussy calmed down. He caressed your skin, kissed your jaw softly as he hummed a low melody.

Despite the cosy set-up, Taehyung’s thick, raging erection was still buried inside you and you kept clenching around him.

Taehyung smiled to himself, this always reminded him of something. “Kitten, your pussy is trying to swallow my cock.” Then, he chuckled.

His words made your kitten wide awake. “Taetae, please continue, baby.” You kissed where you could reach, his wet chin was the only thing that you could aim in this position.

Taehyung gave that suggestion a thought. It was possible that you would start whining because of your sensitive cunt...the cunt that he had wrapped around him snuggly. Eventually, he gave you a couple of experimental thrusts and weighed your reaction on them.

“Taehyung,babyy….” Your desperate voice loosened up every muscle on Taehyung’s body. 

Then, you returned to your previous position and pulled your leg up by yourself. He started to pound you with a nice fast rhythm. 

“Oh, God, Tae,” You shrieked and placed your hands onto the wall. “Oh, God, I am gonna cum so soon,” Taehyung’s calculated thrusts got you on top of the orgasm mountain in a matter of seconds. Even you were surprised how quickly you were ready to orgasm again.

“You, fucking, hot, ah,” Even though you were absolutely wrecked, the little dirty kitten inside you were more talkative than ever. “Baby, your cock is so good, shit, ah-”

Taehyung heard your moans but his mind was only focused on one thing: to get you cum before he did. So, he bit down his lips and focused on your pleasure. It was you that he all cared. If you gave him your orgasm, he would be content with that forever and ever. 

“Ah, Taehyung… it is so deep.” You planted your face on the tile and pushed your ass even further. His iron grip on your thigh started to hurt but it was nothing compared to what your cervix was dealing with.

“Do you love it deep, babygirl?” Taehyung’s low voice was coated with arousal. You could feel his determination to trip over your orgasm. Such a sweet boyfriend, you thought. 

“I lo-love- it. You fuck me so good, baby. You always do.” You coaxed him with your compliments, it was the least you could do. 

“I love it too, kitten. I love pleasuring this needy cunt.” After his confession, Taehyung kept plunging wholeheartedly, his balls kept slapping at your lips. But he knew that he wasn’t hitting that spot. That spot that always got your knees weak, that made you fucking squirt everywhere. He took a step back while pounding you and bent you down even further. 

“Taehyun-” You immediately let out a quiet cry. That was it. Taehyung had successfully found your spot once again. Now, it was time to stimulate it, abuse it even. With his last willpower, Taehyung snapped his thighs harder. The harder he got, the whiner your voice became. 

“I am gonna, I am-” You screamed and your body started to shake in Taehyung’s hands. As your cunt locked Taehyung in, he couldn’t fight anymore and silently release his warm cum. His thighs quivered and he let out a deep long sigh as his cum filled you once again.

The conception of time flickered right then. You genuinely felt like you were floating in the air, in Taehyung’s arms. Maybe you had stayed bent over for a few seconds or a few hours, you don’t know. The only thing you know is Taehyung’s touch and his breathing. 

“Y/N,” your name cracked Taehyung’s dry throat. He was recovering from the biggest brain flush he experienced after orgasming. He almost felt high, stoned, drunk, sedated. His softened dick was still inside you because you were still clenching on him. 

“You squeezed me dry, babe. I swear I don’t have any more cum…” Taehyung whined as overstimulation kicked him. He steadied you and pulled himself out with a groan. 

With Taehyung leaving you, the little kitten of yours poured out the cum he just stuffed in you. Taehyung’s throat hitched at the sight. He pushed some of it back inside with his thumb. In response, your widened hole clenched around his finger. 

Taehyung didn’t want to force you more so he helped you stand straight, back pushed against his chest once again. “Ahh, Taetae, you are actually the best.” You praised him as soon as your brain started to work a bit.

In return, he wrapped his arms around your body tighter and purred against your ear. “I am happy to serve my princess.” 

With his soothing voice, the warm water started to splash on your body once again. You were glad to let Taehyung handle your body but aftershocks of your orgasm were still present in your brain. As Taehyung tried to release your grip, you clung back onto him with great force. “Oh, Taehyung, my legs will give out, don’t let me go.” You breathed out, Taehyung hummed and placed his chin on your head and held you with his iron grip. "Even your arm hair is fucking sexy, wtf?"

“I think I had enough orgasms to last a decade.” You joked, patting Taehyung’s strong arms. His body shook with a chuckle, “Okay then, I won’t touch you for a decade.” He joked with a high playful voice. 

“No! You will!” You opposed as you turned your body to him, letting your tits press against his chest. “I told you, I am going to ride this face tomorrow.” You said confidently, kissing his wet chin. It was rare that you were this comfortable with him giving you his mouth, mostly because his thick tongue literally drove you mad.

Taehyung laughed again, “Ughh, feisty.” He let out a gasp akin to a moan when you bit his jaw with a small tug. 

“Yes, I will ride this handsome face and you will take it like a good boy.” You tried your best to talk dirty to him. In your opinion, it was a bad attempt but Taehyung's face looked like he enjoyed it. He grabbed your butt with one head, and your face with the other. “Mmm, yes kitten, I will drown in your sweet cunt, fuck it with my tongue, make you squirt into my mouth.” He whispered with a smile. 

You shook with afterglows of your previous orgasms and his new words. Your pussy barely clenched, there were simply no orgasms left in you.

"Now, be my good girl and let me clean you, okay?" He kissed your forehead and released you. "Clean the mess you made?" You joked as he picked up a hairbrush from the counter. 

His lopsided smile appeared, “Yes, I am going to clean my mess, your sweet, messy, little cunt.” His low voice echoed in the bathroom as the warm water splattered on your skin. Taehyung’s hands quickly found your wet body and soothed your skin. “Turn around for me, baby.” His large hands on your waist turned you over. Then, he started to brush your hair under the running water. His hands were ever gentle and loving. Even though wet hair was difficult to brush, he managed it gracefully. Later, he squirted your shampoo and gently applied it to your hair. 

As Taehyung quietly took care of you, you melted with the warm water. “Mmm, Taetae,” you mumbled his name while the softest loofah on the earth danced around your body. “Yes, my love?” he inquired even though he knew you were simply calling his name out of comfort. Taehyung loved doing this to you, showering you like the little babygirl you are. His number one priority was your comfort and what better way to provide you with some comfort with a warm shower. Well, he knew that you loved scalding-hot water-showers. He had the privilege to experience that before. However, unlike you, he had a skin of a  normal human so more adequate temperatures were his choice.

“Spread your legs, my love.” Taehyung tried to use a nonchalant tone, but every sentence split from his mouth had an aphrodisiac effect on you. Once again, you tried to ignore your overstimulated pussy and shook with a small shiver. When you opened your legs, the soft loofah ghosted around your thighs quickly and ran to your legs. With that Taehyung was on his knees, probably your favourite position. 

Taehyung’s sweet touches didn’t stop while he spread the vanilla-scented foam, he had the same caring touches as he rinsed you and tied your hair in a braid. When he carried you back to bed with a towel wrapped around you, when he lay you on the bed. Although his self-control shattered to pieces when he put on your body lotion, Taehyung was diligent to take care of you for the night… for the rest of his life...

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take a break (smut/mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x reader

(do not interact if you are underage)

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader

summary: You take Taehyung’s mind off during his project.

rating: 18+

genre/warnings: smut, established relationship, !nonidoltae, car sex, cock riding, semi-exhibitionism,  dirty talk, praising, pet names (Taehyung calls reader a whore- but lovingly), slight choking, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), reader can’t stop cumming, duh?! 

word count: 3.8K

A/N:  This can be read own its own, but my other works are connected to each other by characters. If you like to check my other work: Sweet Welcoming , Norway, you’re mine, and my masterlist. Take care and stay safe.

A/N2: I would love to take suggestions for short drabbles

Taehyung buried his face between his arms and got comfortable for a second. His head was banging with tiredness and stress from last night. It wasn’t his fault that they left their group project last week. It was Jungkook’s fault, who was unavailable all semester and his best friend Namjoon’s. They just started a project that was worth 60% of their final grade. If it wasn’t for his transcript, Taehyung would leave this group the second Jungkook started whining. However, he had to ignore the boy and work his ass hard if he wanted to pass this course. 

“Ugh, so fit.” Taehyung heard Jungkook grunt while pretending like he was napping. Namjoon shushed the boy quickly. If Taehyung were to look up, he would see that Jungkook commented on you… it wouldn’t be great for their homework… and Jungkook’s jaw.

While Taehyung tried to nap on their desk, you were busy getting him a coffee. “Thank you for keeping my secret, Jimin.” You smiled while two of you carefully walked past students in the study cafe. The cafe was full of people, you couldn’t see an empty seat, which was sad considering it was a Friday night. Jimin was leading the way where he and Taehyung were working on their project. 

“No problem, Y/N. Taehyungie will be so happy, he was very stressed all day.” He said, shaking his head to the sides.

“We sit over there, look he is sleeping,” Jimin showed the direction with his head. When you looked, Taehyung and two other men were sitting on a circular table with their laptops on. However, Taehyung was leaning to the front, face buried in his puffer jacket. 

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Rush²: Club (smut-mature) ft Kim Taehyung x Reader

(do not interact if you are underage)

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 |

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Rush²: Club (smut-mature) ft Kim Taehyung x Reader

(do not interact if you are underage)

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

(do not interact if you are underage)

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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