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xpeachesncream · 3 years
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Tae with impreg link?
this sounded kinda fun and i haven't done something for tae in awhile since cloud 9 is on pause, so i'm gonna take this and run with it.
enjoy, love! hope this is what you were looking for! ♥️
pairing: husband!taehyung x reader
genre: established relationship au, married couple au
words: 2.1k
warnings: just straight pwp. cussing, implied sexual content, unprotected sex, impreg kink, cum eating, orgasm denial, fingering, very slight breast play, multiple orgasms, wrists held (by taehyung's large ass hand), cum stuffing/creampie, big dick taehyung, some dirty talking, very slight clit play, i think thats it?? 
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note: it’s 2am, this is unedited and im going to bed!
also, just to be transparent: i'm not taking requests at the moment - i don't openly put it out there because i have a ton of projects to work on already - but i am always more than happy to hear people's ideas for future fics! so please continue to do that ☺️
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"Been wanting to get my hands on you all night." Taehyung's breath was hot against your neck as he tosses his keys onto the small console table right at the entry way of your shared loft, hands quick to pull flush against him. One hand grabbed at your jaw, the other traveled down in between your thighs, hiking your tight, black strapless dress up for easier access. He rolls your head to the side roughly, causing you to let out a small whimper as he lowers his lips onto the surface of your skin.
The way his lips feel against your neck— burns, shivers, goosebumps.
His hand his gripping onto the thin fabric of your lace thong, tugging on the band before his fingers go to work on your clothed clit.
"Fuck." You moan, feeling his tongue exploring your neck, subtly sucking, teeth nipping.
To say that you and Taehyung had been incredibly hot and bothered all night would be an understatement. He had the nerve to come down the steps of your loft, smelling like he came straight out of a SAUVAGE by Dior commercial, white dress shirt tucked into those nicely fitted black slacks. His sleeves were rolled up, showing off the veins that lined his arms, and dress shoes were those boots you loved seeing him in. Let's not forget that you had x-ray vision of your man's cock sitting pressed and heavy in those slacks— he was a whole buffet, at that. His short, but wavy black hair fell to the sides of his face, accentuating his features— his pretty eyes, those pretty pink lips, that pretty jawline.
And then you, god, you. Don't even let him get started on you. Black dress, hugging you in all the right places, kissing your every curve. Heels with the straps wrapped around your ankles, jewelry sitting pretty on your wrists, pretty painted nails clutching onto your clutch bag. Scent always leaving a trail of pure seduction wherever you walked.
You two were just going to Hoseok and his fiancé's engagement party. Of course, it was exciting to be around your good, longtime friends. You were the group that could always rely on each other, even after months of not speaking. You could just pick it up right where you left off. However, home sounded like such an amazing option in the following hour or two after the party had started. A few drinks in, you can't help but flirt with your man—nearby and afar. Hands gently traveling down his shirt, playfully tugging at the buttons. Subtle lip bites. Eye contact from across the room. Subtle ass-grabbing. Hand brushing against that heavy cock of his against his slacks. A subtle kiss against the side of your head before he whispers, 'you have no idea what i'm gonna do to you tonight, baby girl.'
It was like you two had just met again. 3 years being married to Taehyung [7 years total of being with him] and he still made you feel butterflies like the very, very beginning. Still had you weak in the knees, still had your pussy throbbing, aching for more of him.
And so yeah, you have no idea what he's gonna do to you tonight— right in this moment. But you were ready to take him, give him all of you just as he had always given you all of him.
He tugs down so hard onto your lace thong you almost feel like you hear them rip in the process.  His finger swipes up and down your folds a couple of times, a groan leaving his lips when he feels how quick your slickness glazes his fingers. He begins slipping one digit, then another into you, mouth slightly slacked open as he watches your face contort in pleasure from behind you. His other hand is still at your jaw, tongue continuing to explore your neck from time to time as he finger fucks you right in the entry way of your loft.
"Taehyung—hmmmgfuck—" You whine. "Gonna make me cum—" He lets out a low growl, teeth biting harshly on his bottom lip when he picks up his pace, the wetness filling the hallway with the most lewd noises you have ever heard before.
"I don't think so." He teases when he feels your walls clench around his fingers. He quickly removes them, smirking and letting out a fucked up, evil chuckle as he turns you around to face him.
"Tae." You whine. "I need to cum, please." You feel so needy, so incredibly weak at how he just stripped you of your orgasm— but you needed more. You craved more.
"And you will. Just not now." He smirks. "Open." He says, slipping his fingers into your mouth to watch you suck on your own juices, tongue twirling freely around his pretty, long fingers. "Taste good, baby?" You nod. "That's my fucking good girl." He removes his fingers from your mouth, instantly swooping you up— legs around his waist, arms wrapped around his neck. You dive in for a kiss, teeth clicking, tongues fighting for dominance, lips on their way to getting bruised and swollen due to the intensity behind every lock, twist and turn of your lips against his.
How Taehyung manages to get you both up the stairs, you don't know, but you're here, getting tossed onto the bed as Taehyung looks at you hungrily. He undoes his shirt, tossing it aside before hovering towards you for another heated kiss. He kicks off his shoes, gets rid if those confining slacks and boxer briefs and tosses them aside before crawling over to you— laying all sexy against the fluffy pillows and sheets. You're about to slip out of your dress before he grabs your wrists and shakes his head.
"I'm fucking you with that dress on, angel." He places a gentle kiss against your chin as he continues to hold your wrists up. You're drooling at the sight of his thick, hardened cock, springing free with every move he makes, tip dripping with pre-cum. He strokes himself with his free hand before he grips at the head, rubbing his tip against your clit, up and down in between your folds. You both let out a moan, still sensitive from all that build up and no release earlier. He finally breaches your entrance with his tip, slowly inching in to adjust to your tightness, to your wetness.
"Goddddamn. Baaaaby." His moans are dragged out and low, deep— just like his cock was inside of you. He takes a moment, letting out a breath as he tilts his head back in pleasure.
"You're so fucking big." You moan, biting onto your bottom lip at how full and content you feel with your man being all up in you the way he is. He starts at a slow pace, hips slowly rolling into yours. Wrists are still held tightly by his hand, even when he lowers himself and starts kissing you, your neck, your collarbone. He pulls the top of your dress down, tonguing your breasts and perked nipples. Your moans of Taehyung's name gets louder and louder, echoing and bouncing off of the walls in your loft. This sets him off, causing him to pick up his pace— finally removing his grip from your wrists so he can spread you wide open and keep your legs pressed against your chest.
"You're so fucking good, babygirl. So good for me and so fucking beautiful." He says. "Gonna give you my fucking babies, you want that?"
"God, yes. Please." You cry.
"Yeah?" He hammers harder into your pussy, causing more whines and whimpers to escape your lips. Taehyung was so good at making you cum with his dick alone, so good at making you beg, cry. "Gonna fill you up so good, fill you up to the brim. Make sure you get every last bit." He groans. "Wanna see you round, belly all swollen. God, fuck." He lets out a lewd moan thinking about you glowing, pregnant and round— carrying his babies.
A fucking angel.
"Yes, yes, yes—I'm gonna cum, please let me cum—" You repeat, crying to the heavens up above as you feel yourself about to snap. He doesn't say anything for a moment, relishing the way your walls constrict around him. So warm, so tight. Yeah, he was gonna fill you up with his babies. You were gonna have his fucking babies.
"Go ahead, baby. I'm not finished with you yet though." He feels your walls pulsating, hearing you scream and cry his name as your back arches in pleasure, trembling while he helps you ride it through. "Yeah, that's it. Such a good girl. So good for me." He praises you as he sits back onto his knees, bringing your hips up to rest on him while your legs rest on his shoulders. He grips onto your thighs tightly, already working his hips against yours. He wants to make sure you feel this deeply, that when he cums, every last drop stays inside of you and doesn't follow him out.
"Oh, fuck." You cry, still sensitive from your first orgasm. This is new for you, and it feels fucking amazing that you can already feel your second orgasm slowly approaching. You feel every bit of Taehyung, every bit like you've never felt before.
"Shit, this feels so good." He lets out a shaky breath, sweat beads forming at his hairline. The shaky breath is followed by a hiss, Tae biting onto his bottom lip as he picks it up a little faster, a little rougher this time.
"Just like that— just like that— Tae, you're gonna make me cum—"
"Hold it, baby. You're gonna cum with me and you're gonna feel every last bit of me drip into you."
"No, I—I don't know if I can— fuck, Tae—"
"Yes you can. I'm close, babygirl." He lets out another breath as he slows a bit, rolling his hips into you. Your hands travel up his veiny arms, nails digging deep into his skin. He regains his energy, now pounding into you— skin against skin, ass cheeks red and hot from the impact of every thrust. You moan, you cry, you let a tear drop or two fall when Taehyung's nails are digging into your thighs. "Shit, gonna cum, baby. Gonna fill you up with my fucking babies, gonna get you pregnant—" Is the last thing he mumbles before he's letting out a loud moan, followed by more curses. When you feel him coat your walls, cock thrusting deeply and slowly to ride out his high, you let yourself go— body trembling once again his grip, Taehyung's name repeated like a mantra.
Fuck.
"God, Tae. " You smile lazily, Taehyung planting soft, feathery kisses against your knee and calf before he's smiling and gently fixing your position. He slowly removes himself from within you, grabbing his head and pushing back any cum that tried escaping from your luscious pussy.
"Yeah?"
"Was so good." You manage to mumble, making him laugh.
"Look at you." He fixes your hair before helping you slip out of the dress and tossing it aside to join his clothes on the floor. "So pretty looking all fucked out."
"Shut the hell up." You playfully roll your eyes as he plops next to you, bringing the covers up to shield majority of your bodies.
"Can't wait until you give me that 'I'm late' text."
"Seriously, babe?" You chuckle.
"Yeah, why the fuck wouldn't I be? I love you, Y/N. Wanna have this family with you." You blush and cup his cheeks, brushing your thumb across his lips before placing a kiss against them.
"I do, too."
"Okay, good cause I stuffed you real good. I'm trying to get this going on the first shot."
"Oh my god, I'm turning over and sleeping." You chuckle.
And it's funny, because he does get it on the first shot. That 'I'm late' text comes the following month or so. That test confirmation also follows shortly after, followed by the morning sickness and the random pickles drizzled in chocolate syrup craving.
You and Taehyung were gonna have these babies.
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