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Taehyung/Jungkook
Crowded | Drabble #1
In which you're gone on heat-leave, and Jungkook is grumpy about it.
Tags/Warnings: Wolf!Jungkook, Tiger!Taehyung, Fox!Reader, Mutual (secret) pining, romance, fluff, slight angst, mention of heat but everything's SFW
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“Wait, where’s-” Jungkook asks, only finding Taehyung on the couch of their shared apartment.
“She left this morning for her hotel stay.” The tiger hybrid replies, watching how Jungkook’s wolf tail slowly lowers down, falling limp behind him as he shows his disappointment.
“Oh.” He simply says, having forgotten that it’s this time of the year again, when you’ll be gone a lot due to your heat. It happens every year, but that doesn’t mean that Jungkook likes it- especially because he considers you part of his admittedly kind of odd pack.
He gets upset when Taehyung is gone for more than a day as well.
You’ve all been living together for a few years now, since rent prices have been rising, and you all had simultaneously started struggling paying for your own apartments around the same time. This, and the long-term friendship you’ve all had, resulted in the decision to simply move in together, with Jungkook’s original apartment becoming the new home for everyone.
And to him, it had always been heaven- except for times like these.
Taehyung knows of the crush his best friend has on you, mostly because he himself has the same feelings for you as well. It’s not as complicated between the two guys as one might think though, minus that they don’t know what your own emotional connection to them as of yet. It’s not that easy, after all- if you don’t have any feelings for either of them, you might feel too weird to continue living with them, and that’s just something they’d like to avoid.
Then again, the moment you find that special someone that’s not them, you’ll leave as well.
So what to do?
“Can’t she just.. Stay here?” Jungkook huffs, sitting down next to Taehyung who’s been watching TV on his day off. “I don’t like it when she’s gone so long..”
“She texted and said she’ll be back tomorrow, Kook.” Taehyung sighs. “And you know very well why she can’t be here.” The tiger hybrid reminds his friend, who just continues sulking on the couch.
He especially is very much affected by your yearly heat every time- and while he can most certainly control himself, and poses no danger to you at all, he still can’t deny the effect you have on him. It’s one of the main reasons he feels so strongly about you not being here right now- his instincts yelling at him to keep you close and in sight during such a vulnerable time.
But you’re not his mate, and he’s not your partner. He has to accept your decisions.
Much to his surprise however, the door opens to reveal you back already- bag in hand and everything. Your more than annoyed expression immediately tells that something must’ve happened for you to come back home way earlier than you said you would.
“What happened?” Taehyung wonders instantly, a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder keeping the tail-wagging wolf down on the couch until you’ve revealed why you’re back already.
“I don’t know!” You whine. “But I couldn’t stay at all.” You complain, throwing your bag into your room before you walk into the open kitchen to grab a bottle of water. “Don’t worry, I’ve taken surpressors and basically bathed in scent-blocker.” You motion towards Taehyung holding Jungkook- and the second the tiger hybrid lets go of his friend, Jungkook is right at your side, hugging you from behind while you drink your water.
To everyone else, this must look like he’s some touch-starved boyfriend. But to you, this is normal. Jungkook is always like this, especially during your mating season.
And he’s also a wolf- a known kind of hybrid that just has a strong pack-mentality. It’s why Taehyung is a lot more independent compared to him- as a tiger hybrid, he’s more laid back and offers you a lot more freedom. At first, you actually thought he didn’t really like you- but after a thorough talk, you now know that he really does deeply care about you and Jungkook. He was just a little worried to overstep boundaries- that was it.
But nowadays, boundaries just don’t seem to exist amongst the three of you.
From Jungkook’s need for physical contact, to Taehyungs casual forms of bonding whenever you want something quiet- sometimes, you wonder if this is all still just a very good friendship. But right now, you don’t really care. Right now, you’re just happy to be back home and with your two best friends.
“We can look for another hotel you can stay at?” Taehyung asks, a bit nervous at the sight of Jungkook shamelessly sniffing your neck, while his arms are wrapped around you. He knows that Jungkook can control himself, and he trusts him too- but his own instincts still make him a bit uneasy since he doesn’t know how you’ll react during such a time like this.
After all, this would potentially be the first time you’ll spend your entire mating season at home, and not away from them. And that alone will most likely be a gigantic challenge for both of the hybrid men in this household.
“No, I don’t know..” You whine to yourself, putting the bottle of water down on the kitchen counter. “I..” You’re quiet now, just staring ahead, and Jungkook perks up at that, looking over your shoulder to check on you.
“You..?” He asks, wondering what you’re not saying out loud.
“The.. You know, doctors there said I might..” you sigh, carefully removing Jungkook’s arms from you to put some distance between you and him, and Jungkook stares at you now like a kicked puppy, confused. And it alarms Taehyung too, who stays at a distance, but walks closer anyways. “They said because I live with you both, and have been for some time, I might’ve gotten..” You sigh, crossing your arms. “Instinctually.. Attached.” You mumble.
It’s quiet for a moment. Jungkook is visibly caught off guard, looking over helplessly at Taehyung who’s just as lost as the wolf.
Instinctually attached, basically is just a fancy way of saying that your body has started to believe that both Jungkook and Taehyung are your mates, and therefore your permanent partners- in every way, including the more intimate aspects. This is usually what you want to happen in a relationship- but in a mere friendship, this is basically the worst thing that could occur.
Because this means that your body basically won’t accept anyone else as your heat partner whatsoever unless you’re confronted with flat out rejection. Which is what you expected to happen now-
But they’re both oddly quiet, nervously looking around instead.
And that makes you nervous in turn.
“I mean.. What do you think about that?” Jungkook wonders, while Taehyung’s ears snap towards you as if to hear your answer better.
“I.. Don't know?” You answer. “I really need you both to.. You know, reject me though. Otherwise we might be facing some issues.” You chuckle dryly, looking down nervously.
“We can’t.” Taehyung simply answers, both Jungkook and you instantly looking at him. “What? You know even if we did, it wouldn’t change a thing because we wouldn’t mean it.” Taehyung says to Jungkook who’d been shaking his head in a bit of panic.
“What?” You respond, confused.
“I.. Well, what Taehyung is hinting at..” Jungkook rubs his neck nervously. “.. is that we both like you.”
“Which would explain your situation.” Taehyung says, before he walks closer. “And what would explain this even better-” He says, his own tail rising behind him. “-Would be, that the feeling is mutual.”
You stare at him, ears pinned back, having both of them wait for your answer. And you know you can’t lie. Because Taehyung is right.
The rejection has to be mutual, and it has to be sincere.
And you can’t do that.
Because it would be a lie.
And the second your body loses all tension, visibly admitting to your own emotional connection to them, Jungkook is right there, hugging you close to reassure you. “Why didn’t you say anything?” He wonders, and you just shrug.
“Cause I thought it would be weird.” You confess. “And it would ruin our friendship.” You whine.
“It doesn’t, I promise.” Taehyung reassures as well, now also at your side. “We’ve always been a pretty odd pack after all. Why not evolve into a pretty odd couple?” He shrugs, making you look at him wide eyed.
“Wait, are you serious?” You ask, confused- But with the way Taehyung smiles, and Jungkook’s tail keeps wagging against one of the kitchen chairs, you don’t actually need a verbal response.
And you know, they’re not just saying it because of your heat. Because it’s pretty clear to you now, in hindsight, that they’ve been very much openly hinting at it for a good year now.
You’ve just blinded yourself with some made up excuses as to why it can’t be true.
“At least you’re back home now.!” Jungkook sighs in bliss, holding you close again.
“True, if not, he would’ve been yapping into my ear the entire weekend.” the tiger hybrid jokes, making Jungkook huff a bit embarrassed.
“Well, you won’t have to miss me too much.” You giggle. “Just maybe a little bit when I have to you know, put my room on lockdown.” You say.
“I mean, we could always help?” Jungkook shamelessly asks, causing Taehyung to shake his head.
“Shut up you horny dog-” He scolds, but you but into it right away.
“Won’t it be too fast?” You worry. “I mean.. I don’t know. Like, sure, I love you guys but, we probably should take it easy..” You drift off, looking at both the hybrids in question staring at you with eyes wide. “What?” You wonder, before Jungkook hides his face in the crook of your neck.
“We love you too.!” He happily whines into your skin, tail wagging again, and even Taehyung can’t help but blush quite visibly, having to hide his face behind his head. And in that moment, one thing is for sure; you’ve always been an odd pack, and you’re already a pretty odd couple as well.
But you already wouldn’t have it any other way.
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hearts for dinner ~ drabble 1:
pairing: yandere! taehyung x demon! reader
genre: fluff || smut || non-idol au || established relationship || yandere au
summary: the lust of kim taehyung
tags/ warnings: he films her without her knowledge. smut in the forms of: phone sex/masturbation, cumming on thighs, fingering, mentioned oral, sort of cum play, first kisses!!
notes: takes place before the previous part :D
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the first time taehyung had invited you over to his house, it took every single cell of willpower to not lock the door and demand you move in with him that very second.
it had only been a couple of months since he’d asked you on your first date, seconds after meeting you enough for him to be entirely enamoured by your mere existence.
the pretty little dove he wanted to cage and keep to be cherished by his all consuming love for the rest of time.
there was only so many nights he could watch you through the camera he’d planted in one of the flower pots he’d given you before he was desperate to feel your flesh against his.
waiting for you to be tucked under the plethora of blankets on the bed before he’s snatching his phone off the desk, calling you.
he needed to be the last thought before you fell asleep, treading through your dreams, following you into the real world. he needed your mind as full of him, as his was of yours. needed you to understand the tight squeeze of his fragile heart every time he thought of you.
he needed your reason for life to be him, to want to breathe his air, touch him. he wanted the spiral of love, pulling the both of you so far into the black hole of raw desire to be the only thing that surrounds the both of you, as he moulds your very own paradise.
even on the nights you’d be sleepy as he calls, he can see the faint outline of a smile, barely there on your lips when you hear his voice.
and even on those nights it wouldn’t be hard to rile you up, smooth timbre of his voice ever so sweet as he tells you how pretty you are. how as he closed his eyes he could see the outline of your body, how much he wanted to mark you as his for the world to see.
teasing as you go quiet, hand palming his cock as he asks if you’re wet. if you’d be a good girl and press a finger through your folds, press a thumb over your clit.
he’d watch on the screen of the laptop, mound under the blanket where you’d slipped your hand into your panties.
he’d have to stave off his orgasm, always such a good thing for him. some nights you’d get a little hot, covers slipping onto the floor, and tae wouldn’t be able to help the ropes of cum that paint your face on the laptop screen at the little peek of your pretty little pussy, the perfect treasure taunting him.
you’d always been so shy, so to have you wriggling beneath the sheets as he tells you how to pleasure yourself made his heart soar, cock throbbing with the incessant want to cum between your walls, the rawest form of claim.
the night of your first kiss— that wonderful day you’d finally come over to his place, will forever be ingrained in his mind. how red your cheeks had been, ever so flustered. fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt as you blurt out your admission of never having kissed anyone before.
so unsure of yourself he was convinced he wouldn’t last the night with you sat in his bed, a vulnerable little thing.
“it’s okay, pretty” his thumb had brushed down your cheek, gentle reassurance. caramel sweet words soothing the sheer panic you’d felt.
there had been a quiver in your fingers as he leaned forward, eyes squeezed tight as his lips brushed over yours. the briefest little kiss, teasing you.
you’d chased after him, desperate for more. pressing a soft peck to his lips.
he hadn’t known you’d get so excited, hand shoved between your thighs as you try to relieve some of the growing arousal.
“oh sweet thing” he’d crooned, hands holding both your cheeks as he’d kissed you, tongue pressing into your mouth.
he remembers how you’d rubbed your poor little cunt on his thigh, how you’d admitted no one’s ever touched you before.
you’d watched as he’d tugged your panties down, showing you how to play with yourself. his fingers spreading your folds, thumb slipping into you.
the first time you moaned his name, he came over your thighs, slapping the head over your cunt to watch his seed mix with your arousal pushing it into you afterwards, making you push it all back out only to make you swallow it after.
it didn’t take much to convince you to stay over his house after that, tucked away sleeping in his bed with his head between your thighs, or your hand wrapped around his cock.
because taehyung knew you were perfect, your own version of love slowly forming into the raw sort of need that he had for you. your souls slowly becoming one, with every moment you spent together. because you even met in your dreams.
your life, be it awake or in the world of dreams, taehyung had taught you his way how to love.
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Until You’re Shaking - Kim Taehyung
W/C: 2.7K
Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.
Prompts: “I never knew you were such a dirty girl / boy.” + “I swear to the goddesses i won’t stop until you’re shaking.”
Warnings: Smut, explicit language, somnophilia (consensual), touching while reader is asleep, light nipple touching, clit stimulation, clit sucking, oral (female receiving), light hair pulling, fingering, cum tasting(?), multiple orgasms, nicknames, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), slight overstimulation, aftercare.
Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!
Taehyung lets out a groan as he slowly woke up and stretches slowly, the room was dark from the curtains being drawn, but he could see light coming from it and knew it must have been morning, he turns onto his back and picks up his phone to check the time, quickly seeing it was almost afternoon.
“It’s worth it,” He mutters as he puts his phone back down and turns onto his side to look at you, you had somehow ended up sleeping on your back and the covers had shifted down just below your chest. He lets his eyes roam over your face, taking in how peaceful you look while you were asleep before his eyes slowly begin ascending towards your chest, watching as it slowly rose before falling, he reaches over and presses the back of his fingers against your jaw and slowly glides his hand lower, over your neck and collarbone before moving along your chest and over your breast, he turns his hand over and runs the pad of his fingers over the spot where he knew your nipples were.
He knew your body like he knew the back of his hand by now, he had it memorised by now, and every time he sees you in front of him naked, he falls in love with you all over again and falls even deeper into you when he finds more parts of your body he can kiss and caress. His finger circles around the bud, watching and feeling as it hardens and stands through the shirt, his shirt that you had worn to bed the night before, he takes in a deep breath as he feels something stirring inside him.
“You have just no idea what you’re doing to me, do you?” He mutters. He could see your breathing was slowly deepening the longer he circled his thumb over your nipple. “You, alone, watching you, thinking of you, turns me on too much and all I want to do is make you feel good,” Your body was slowly reacting to what his finger was doing. “You’re always so beautiful and hot…” His hand slowly travels down, moving underneath the covers before cupping your mound and pushing his fingers against your clit. “Sometimes I wonder how I can hold myself back from devouring you with kisses,” He gently presses his finger against your clit before slowly rubbing it.
He could feel blood rushing towards his cock as it hardens, your chest was rising and falling faster as your breathing became heavier, he adds a finger and gently massages the nub, your hips gently jerk at the feeling and a soft moan soon falls from your lips, your head moves against the pillow as your body was responding to him.
“Let me taste,” He mutters and pulls his fingers away, he moves underneath the covers, carefully pushing your legs apart and settling between them, one hand grips your thigh as he lifts your leg over his shoulder. “Fuck, I can smell you already,” His nose presses against your panties before he licks a stripe along your panties. “Hmm, so good already,” He uses his fingers from his other hand to spread your folds, pushing your panties against your clit before pressing his tongue against your clit.
“Taehyung!” You gasp as you wake up. You lift the covers and find him between your legs, his hair messy and his cheeks flushed and his eyes dark with lust. “Fuck,” His tongue swirls over your clit through the fabric again, and you could feel your insides tightening as a slow orgasm was building. His hand grasps your thigh tighter, his fingers digging into the flesh. “I never knew you were such a dirty boy,” You reach down with one hand and grip onto his hair, the covers dropping as you do. You gasp as you feel his lips wrapping around your clit through your panties, and he gently sucks on the nub. “Oh, oh, fu-fuck, Tae…” Your lids flutter as you feel tingles going up your spine. You could feel your panties becoming wetting from not just your juices but his saliva also. “Tae… Oh, my… T-Tae,” His hand caressed your thigh as he held onto it, keeping you from pulling away, not that you were going to.
You could feel his nose brushing against your inner thigh as he turned his head to try and get a better angle of your clit, and fuck, just feeling his hot breath against your skin, especially there, was making your mind spin. You gently tug at his hair and your hips lift slightly, needing more of the feeling he was giving you.
“Mo-more,” You mumble. Your skin felt on fire, and you were starting to sweat from how hot the room was and how it was becoming between your legs. “I need more,” You feel his mouth disappear from your clit and moments later you feel his tongue gliding along your folds before stopping once he reached the crease of your inner thighs.
“I swear to the goddesses, I won’t stop until you’re shaking,” He mutters as he pushes your panties aside. His hot breath hitting your clit causes your back to arch for a few seconds, his nose brushes against your mound before you felt his lips wrap around your clit.
“OH!” You loudly moan, your eyes shut at the sensation that goes through you like lightning. “Oh, my fucking…” You could feel the tip of his tongue pressing against your clit as he sucks on it. “Gosh, Tae-Taehyung…” Your thighs push against the side of his head, and you feel his hand on your thigh sliding higher to grip the crease of your hip. “O-oh,” You feel his fingers slipping against your entrance and press against it, a faint squelch sound reaches your ears. “Oh, fuck,” You were certain it wouldn’t take long for him to uphold his promise about having you shake with pleasure. “Fuck,” His fingers massage against your entrance, threatening to slip in every few times as he pressed down.
“Hmm, hmm,” He hums against your clit, your eyes roll to the back of your head before your lids fall shut in pleasure. The vibrations from the humming were reaching deep inside you and causing the tension to build more and more, and you swear it was close to snapping. “Hmm,” Your toes curl, and you bend one leg to press your heel into his shoulder.
“Tae…” You gasp out. Your upper body turns sideways as you felt your high getting closer and closer. “Oh… my…” His fingers slowly push into you, stretching your walls and stimulating them. “Fucking… Tae,” You probably sounded so desperate for him, but you didn’t care. His fingers curl inside you, and you feel how close they were to pressing into your sweet spot. “Fu- fuck,” You could see specs of dust floating behind your lids, your mind was overflowing with pleasure. His fingers turn inside you and your back arches as your upper body falls flat against the mattress. “TAE!”
“Hmm-mmh,” He hums once more. You almost sit upright at the pleasure that shoots up your spine, his fingers were brushing against your sweet spot, and you could feel your high approaching quickly.
“Oh, my, oh, my…” You chant out. The specs of dust behind your lids quickly turning into stars, and you could feel your entire body starting to tense up. “Oh, fuck… oh, go—OH!” Your head presses hard into the pillow as a sudden bolt of pleasure spreads through you, your mind slips into the clouds as it feels like your body had started to float. “OH, OH, FUCK, TAEHYUNG!” His fingers massage your walls as you release around them, while he continues to suck your clit, easing you through your high. “FUCKING GOSH!” Your other hand reaches up to grip onto the pillows to try and ground yourself. You feel the covers being pushed off your lower half and a sudden rush of cold air blows against your hot sweaty skin. “Fuck, Tae, Tae, Tae,” Your grip on his hair loosens, and you bring your hand to your own hair. “Shit…”
You slowly come down from your high, your breathing was hard, and you could feel your muscles feeling like jelly as they buzzed from the orgasm you had, you knew it wasn’t over, and he would try for another round until you were literally shaking for him. You slowly open your eyes as you felt his lips peppering soft kisses on the crease of your hip, his hand that had gripped onto you now rested only rips after he had ripped the covers off. His eyes were still dark with lust, and his hair was even messier than before.
“How are you feeling?” He mumbles. “And good morning,” You lick your lips, almost wanting to laugh. “How did you sleep?” His fingers were gently tracing over your skin, your walls pulsed, and you quickly felt his other fingers were still inside you and that your leg had been lifted off from him and was layer on the bed now.
“What a good morning,” You breathe out. “I slept okay, I had a dream when I was waking up…” He hums, and you could see a smirk starting to pull at his lips. “But when I woke up, it wasn’t a dream, it was much better than the dream… and it felt good, it felt really good…” He nods and kisses his way towards your belly button before lifting his head once he couldn’t touch your skin anymore and hovers over you.
“It felt good?” He mutters. His hand on your ribs move to press into the mattress to keep himself just above you. “It felt good hearing you moan my name in pleasure,” He dips his head lower. “But you’re not shaking yet, are you?”
“I’m close…” You whisper, staring into his eyes. Your legs twitch as you feel his fingers wiggle inside you, just that slight movement had caused your insides to start tightening again. His face was inches from yours, and you could practically smell yourself on his lips.
“I want to be inside you when you shake,” He whispers before pushing his lips against yours, your eyes shut as you could taste yourself on his lips and reach up to run your fingers through the back of his hair before tangling your fingers in them. His palm presses against your clit, and you feel his fingers begin to move inside you again.
“Hmm,” You moan into his mouth. You lift your leg and wrap it around his waist, pressing your heel into his lower back. “Hmm,” His fingers slip deeper into you and your back arches as you feel them reach your sweet spot. “OHH!” He breaks the kiss just as you let out a loud moan, your walls pulse, and it felt like your clit had gained a heartbeat as he rubbed his palm against the nub. “Tae… Tae…”
“It feels like you’re shaking beneath me already,” He says. His lips press against your jaw, and he kisses down, pausing at your neck to leave several kisses behind on it. “Are you going to be my good girl?” His tone was low, and it was right beside your ear, a shiver runs through you at the feeling of his hot breath fanning against your ear.
“Taaaeeeeee,” You whine. Your high was building faster than your first one, your muscles felt shaky already. “Fucking shit,” You turn your head to the side, giving more space and access to your neck, your other hand wraps underneath his arm, and you place your hand flat against his back before sliding your hand up and grabbing onto the back of his shoulder. “Oh… Ohhh, hmm uhh,” Your toes curl, and you feel your hips lift off the bed, his palm presses harder against your clit as his fingers massage your sweet spot. “FUCKING GO- TAE!” Before you could prepare yourself, your high crashes into you and you come undone.
“That’s it, that’s my girl,” He mutters as he leaves another kiss behind on your neck. “Make a big mess for me,” It felt like your entire body was shaking uncontrollably beneath him, and he could feel it, he absolutely loved having you shake from pleasure. “Give me a few seconds,” You let out a whine as you feel him pull his fingers from you, your hands tighten around him when you feel him starting to pull away, only for him to pause.
“Tae, fuck, don’t pull away,” You mutter, completely lost in the pleasure you were feeling. “OH!” You didn’t even feel him push his boxers down, but you sure did feel when his cock pushed past your folds and pushed against your entrance.
“You’re so wet…” He groans before slowly pushing the tip of his cock into you. Your lips part and you take in an inaudible gasp as he slowly fills and stretches your walls. “Oh my fucking fuck,” You could hear grunts and groans from him as your walls practically swallowed him in.
“Tae, fuck, I’m…” Your words get caught off as you gasp, you could already feel another high building, and it would take long before it would crash into you. “Tae… fuck, Tae…” Your walls pulsed around him, and you hear him groan before his head moves between the crook of your neck again.
“You feel so good…” He groans into your neck. “Fuck, how am I supposed to last when you feel like this?” He slowly lifts his hips, and you feel your walls pulsing at the stimulation, your grip on his shoulder was slipping from the sweat, you could feel the shirt you wore sticking to your skin.
“TAAAEEEE,” You whine as another high crash into you, you weren’t sure how much your body could take as he was slowly rocking his hips into yours, easing you through your high while slowly building up to his own. Your mind was filled with the pleasure you were feeling, and your body felt like it hadn’t stopped floating since your second high hit. “Tae… fucking, Tae…” You manage to lift your other leg and also wrap it around his waist, making him groan as he feels the shift around his cock.
“Fuck, you, it, everything… feels so good,” He groans. Your walls felt sensitive, and you could already feel another orgasm building inside you, the heartbeat inside your clit was beating erratically, and fuck, your body felt absolutely on fire, especially the places he was touching you. “Fuck, you’re milking me…”
“F-fuck, Tae…” You gasp. You could feel his hips slowly speeding up, the stimulation to your walls was making your mind spin even more, and the stars behind your lids exploded. “TAE!” You hold onto him, it felt like everything of yours was shaking as your high was approaching with a rate of not, before you knew it, your mind fell blank from the pleasure and for a moment you thought you had blacked out.
“Fuck, fuck, you feel… fuck, taking me so good…” He grunts above you, you feel him grab onto your hand and squeeze it before feeling his hips rut into yours before stopping. “Fuck, oh, fuck yes,” You felt his muscles twitch as he pressed his stomach against yours, and his cum spills into you as he breathes heavily into your ear, your body was buzzing from the pleasure you had been put through, and it felt like you had no energy left at all. “So good, and all mine,” You feel his grip on your hand tighten before you felt his other arm slip underneath you, and pulls you on top of him as he rolls over, keeping his cock inside you. Both of you breathe hard as you take a moment to let everything sink and cool down. “Are you alright?”
“Hmm,” You hum, trying to search for some energy to properly answer him. Because you were alright more than alright. “I… hmm,” He chuckles and gently rubs his hand up and down along your back.
“Did I go overboard?” He asks. “I feel like I did since you can barely answer me,” This time it was you who chuckles, but he could hear how lazy it sounded when you did. “I should make us some tea…”
“It was good,” You whisper. “Maybe a little overboard, but it was you,” He smiles up at you and lifts his head to gently kiss your forehead, you turn your head and quickly make yourself comfortable on top of him, and with his heartbeat right in your ear, it was a perfect lullaby to lull you back to sleep.
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Smutober Day 20 ~Masturbation~ Kim Taehyung [M]
WORD COUNT: 0.6k
PAIRING: Taehyung x GN!Reader
GENRE: established relationships, minors DNI, taehyung finding your lingerie and masturbating to it, roommates, finding your underwear, unknown feelings, getting caught, facial,
⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - Smutober 2023
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Taehyung had prided himself on never being that creepy roommate that people were sure he would turn out to be but today it was getting especially hard for him not to stare at you. Normally he would never let his eyes linger on you for more than a minute at a time, he never wanted you to be scared he'd do something to you. Nor did he want you to think he was some kind of creep because that just wasn't him.
The two of you had been friends since you could remember and it was a good decision to move in together at the time. Only ever since moving in it had brought up all of these feelings for Taehyung he never knew he had for you until it was too late.
Now he had to deal with the person he had a crush on walking around in their underwear or a towel, not to mention bringing dates home every now and again where he would have to listen to you fake laugh at their jokes.
Tonight was no different, you'd shown Taehyung your outfit and left a few hours ago. In that time Taehyung had taken about four cold showers to try and shake off the thing your outfit had done to him but nothing was helping. Even now as he put your laundry in your room he found himself longing for you and he bit down on his lip as he pulled out the bright red set that he'd washed for you.
"Fuck," He grunts as he runs his hands over the fabric, his cock hardening beneath his pants as he slowly licked his lower lip. It was wrong and he knew that but it also felt so right, Taehuyng freed himself from his pants and began to fist his cock, giving it a hard tug as he moaned your name out lowly.
His eyes shut as he tried to imagine it was your hands on him, that it was you that was jerking his cock vigorously.
"Yn," He whimpered, continuing to stroke his cock as he let out a low grunt. His mind imagined you on your knees in front of him in the red set he was desperately clutching onto.
"You feel so good, Yn." He moans out as his hips began to rock into his hand, a tightening building inside of his stomach as he pumped his dick harder.
Your eyes widened as you walked into your room to find Taehyung there but it seemed as though he had no idea you were home. The tight should have turned you off and freaked you out but you couldn't help but be turned on by the sight,
"Yn," He moans louder as he continues to fist his cock, you wasted no time rushing over and kneeling down in front of him. You couldn't count the times you'd wanted this to come true.
Taehyungs eyes fluttered open when he felt your hand on his dick and he whimpered, trying to back away but you tightened your grip on his dick and continued to pump him.
"I want you," You whined as you ran your thumb along the end of his cock, a loud moan left his throat as you continued to pump him.
"Do you see what you do to me?" He grunted, thrusting a little into your hand,
"Cum for me Tae." You begged as he continued to fuck into your hand, your other hand coming to gent;y cup his balls as you run your fingers over them trying to coax his release from him. That was all it took for him to come, crying your name out as his cum splashed against your face and chest while he rode out his orgasm.
"Hot," You giggled, wiping some of his cum from your cheek with your finger and licking it clean smirking as he let out a groan and his body shook a little.
"Let's go shower," You whispered, pulling him toward the en-suite in your room as he tried to process what had just happened.
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Butterfly | TH
Sysnopis: A butterfly tattoo you fell in love with, that was prohibited to see by others. And lucky you to see him shirtless that night.
Warning: Mature language, Mature content
Pairing: Taehyung x reader
Word count: 4,8k
A/N: Been so focused on Wattpad that I totally forgot about Tumblr 😭. I promise I have a lot of drafts, I just haven’t finished them. (Read Flavors of love on wattpad tho, link on bio!)
Narrowing your eyes, you eyed the shop on the corner carefully, as you heard sirens and cars drive by. There was nothing stopping you from doing this tonight, you finally had the courage of doing something so extravagant. So out of your league, something you thought you would never do.
And now here you are standing just a few feets away from the story, trying to calm down your nerves as you took a deep breath in. You were nervous and even scared, but your determination to try something you’ve never done before was much stronger than that.
Once you took an extra deep breath, you slowly walked towards the store, to that lonely corner that was somewhat illuminated. Looking around, you tried to spot anything that would change your mind, for something to stop your plans. But it felt as if the universe was on your side with this. Something that is very surprising.
Whenever you plan to do something, or you have such an extravagant idea, that is usually ruined by the universe and it’s different ideas it has for you. Ideas that aren’t what you expected or wanted, but you still take them either way.
Sighing to yourself, you pushed the door open, hearing the sound of bells whenever you opened the door. Slowly, you walked in, looking around once you did. The smell of ink was quite strong. You were starting to get bad vibes of the place, but that once vanished when you fully examined it.
The shop had its own vibe, this dark and cool theme of black and white that surrounded it. And the blue LED lights that surrounded the whole room added a nice touch. You liked the vibe, the aura it was giving you, it was sort of making you more comfortable in your decision.
“Hello?” you spoke up, coming closer to what seemed like a counter.
There was no one around, something that seemed unusual for a shop. Without getting a response you walked closer to the counter, clicking on a silver bell that was on it. Giving it a few clicks, you waited for a response.
The room was quiet, too silent. It wasn’t what you were expecting and it was kinda freaking you out. No owner in the shop and no one in it was giving very creepy vibes. Like those movies whenever it starts and the first person is shown entering a haunted place they shouldn’t have and they end up getting killed in the first few minutes of the movie. Yeah those types of vibes.
You didn’t want to be that character, nor were you here for that. You decided to wait for a few seconds, and right as you were about to walk out you heard footsteps. Looking over to the counter, you spot a man with a black hoodie coming closer to the counter. For a few seconds you felt fear, nervous even but once he came much closer you got to see his face a bit more.
He was handsome, very clear skin, soft honey skin, nice brown narrow eyes, and his hair looked fluffy although it was covered by his hoodie.
“Sorry it’s closed” he quietly said, putting his hands on the pockets on his black jeans, as you groaned in response. Maybe the universe is against you after all. There was nothing you could ever do without it getting on the way.
You were disappointed, mostly because you knew tomorrow this confidence won’t be there anymore. So your whole plan will literally go to waste. And like that you coward down to something you wanted to do.
“Ah I see, I came in late, didn’t i?” you chuckled, it was an awkward chuckle since you didn’t have much to say. The disappointment in you was filling your mind that you didn’t even know how to respond. Now Jimin will be laughing at you for a whole hour straight.
You came up to him just a few minutes ago, telling him that you were brave enough to get a tattoo. Something you were always scared of getting because people would usually say the amount of pain it was.
So you never thought about it, until Jimin got his own and told you it wasn’t so bad. And of course you didn’t believe him but you still didn’t want to be seen as a coward so you decided to go to the nearest Tattoo shop. And now it’s closed.
“First time thinking about getting a tattoo, correct?” Shocked, you looked at him with wide eyes, trying to figure out how he knew such a thing. Yes that’s exactly what you were here for, but just how did he know that? Were you that easy to read?
“How did you know?” and with that, you earned a laugh from him. With a smile he started looking around for something. You weren’t sure if you should leave or wait until he got what he was looking for.
“I own this tattoo shop you can say I worked here for a while, I can tell when there’s someone new” he softly said, opening a drawer as you nodded.
That would make a lot of sense, since he has probably seen a lot of people with the same anxiety coming in whenever they decide to get their first tattoo. You don’t blame them though, mostly because you’re in the same position.
With a soft chuckle, he stood up, averting his eyes at you. “I’m guessing if you don’t get it today then you won’t get it at all.” he smiled, writing something down on a clipboard. He really did know his people, his customers to be exact.
“So how about this? It was already closed, but i can make this tattoo for you” he looked over to you and then back at the clipboard. Sighing, you started feeling relieved, and thankful to him for actually understanding your situation.
He was truly a life savior.
“Thank you” you smiled, shaking his head, he extended his hand towards what looked like where the tattoos were done. Nodding, you walked over to it, sitting on a wooden chair that was next to a sort of bed.
As you sat down, you felt your anxiety starting to rise again. You were thankful but you were still getting scared of the idea of getting a tattoo. Just imagining it was making you nauseous.
“Alright” he softly said, placing a stool in front of you, as he sat down on it. Looking up at you, he gave you a soft smile. “Can I have your name?” he asked, ready to write it down on his clipboard. You assume that’s where he puts his customer’s information, something normal.
“Y/n” you smiled, with a nod, he proceeded to write it down, and then looked back up at you. “Can I have your ID?” Nodding, you opened your purse, searching for your ID in your wallet as you quickly found it. With a small smile, you gave it to him.
Softly, he grabbed it, taking a look at it, as he started writing down more things in his clipboard. The silence was making you anxious, it was scarring you, but once he stopped writing stuff down, your anxiousness eased down.
“Alright then, give me a second” he smiled, standing up from the stool as he walked over to the counter. Patiently you waited there, and you were starting to feel a bit awkward until you heard some music play. It wasn’t loud, nor too quiet. It had a good volume. You guessed he took it off before since he was about to close the store.
“Do you have a design you would like to get?” he asked, his voice sounding faint but clear enough for you to hear.
There were some ideas you had, like a small tattoo that would have a meaning to you.
Yeah the decision on a tattoo was all of the sudden, but it wasn’t like you didn’t think about it deeply. Getting a tattoo was something you’ve been thinking about doing way before Jimin dared you to get one. You had many ideas for one, many that had different meanings. And today you could finally express those ideas.
“I do” you quietly said, hearing footsteps coming closer and closer to you. Taking your phone out of your bag, you showed him the pictures of tattoo ideas you had. It took you days to find ones that you truly liked and wanted to get done.
And even though there’s only two pictures that you liked, you were still determined to get it done. “What do you think?” you asked him, although you were sure of your decision, you still wanted some approval and mostly from a person that has seen many different kinds of tattoos.
“I like it, i think they would go well” he said, flashing a small smile towards you, as he focused on the photo you were showing him. “Is this the one?” he asked, as you slowly nodded.
“Okay then, let's get this tattoo done” he smiled, standing up from his stool as he walked over to a table that was full of his equipment. He started picking some things up and placing them on a small table that was next to the stool he was sitting on.
And without knowing it, you didn’t catch yourself staring at him. He was quite the most handsome man you have seen in a while. His honey skin was doing wonders to him, it was so captivating to your eyes. It was enough for you to continue staring at him.
Although you couldn’t see him much, you were already salivating over him. It wasn’t something you usually do, technically you would never do such a thing. But for him you will.
While you continued to stare at him, he didn’t notice your eyes on him as he slowly started taking his black sweater off, and in the process his shirt lifted up, revealing a very captivating tattoo on his lower stomach.
Gulping you stared at it, feeling nervous and a sudden feeling inside your stomach. Looking away, you looked towards the floor instead.
“Do you have any tattoos?” you asked, already knowing that he had one but you wanted to see if he had gotten more. Looking over to you, he nodded softly.
“I have, I have over more than 6 tattoos” he said, sitting down on the stool and facing you directly. For a few seconds, there was a short silence, before he started showing you his tattoo on the side of his hand.
It was a small cross, a thin cross that looked very good on his hand. He then showed you another one that was close to his collarbone and then another one that was in between his chest, one that made you feel shy.
“What about the butterfly one?” you asked, as he slowly looked at you. Meeting your eyes, he looked closely at them, he focused completely on them. And for a second you thought you offended him, that you shouldn’t have asked. “Sorry i-”
“I don’t like this one as much” he cut you off, pulling his shirt up, as he revealed that beautiful tattoo that you felt so attractive to. You could tell he felt insecure about the tattoo, that he wasn’t as proud of it as he was over the other ones.
“I personally really like it” you spoke up, watching the way his eyes found yours, he looked at you so surprisingly, so shocked. It was like he couldn’t believe it at all.
“Do you?” he asked, as you quickly nodded your head. You wouldn’t be sure why he wouldn’t like it, the beautiful blue color immediately stood out to you.
“Yeah, the color is beautiful. And it’s well made” you said, as your eyes didn’t leave his tattoo. As they slowly started going up his body.
Without noticing, your eyes were directing up his body. The way his soft abs were showing, or the veins on his hand holding his shirt up. You didn’t even notice when you started admiring his body and not his tattoo anymore.
He was definitely fit, the muscle on his arm was enough to tell you. And even the soft abs on his stomach that were so captivating to see. It all drove you out of your mind. Enough to start forming dirty thoughts inside your head.
Which you shouldn’t.
Quickly, you averted your eyes elsewhere, as he slowly put his shirt down, covering his tattoo as he brought his clipboard again.
“Can I change the tattoo?” you asked, as he looked over to you. “Yes of course” he said, as he stood up from the stool.
You watched as he started picking up some black gloves, and then placing his tattoo pen on the small gray trey. The needles that gave you shivers down your spine. What looked like some cream and other things you didn’t even know.
Taking a deep breath in, you unlocked your phone. Already looking for a new image to which you already had saved. Let’s say you were planning on getting a tattoo on your arm. Usually that’s where people always start.
You had a cute tattoo idea in mind, and the meaning behind that tattoo was nice. But now you want something different. Just seeing his tattoos gave you a sort of boost of confidence. Something about it made you want to go all out today.
The thing is, you are already here. He’s willing to stay a little longer just to give you a tattoo and well this isn’t always something you would do or think about doing. So might as well go all out.
Even if that means just for today.
Once he finished organizing his things, he sat back down on the stool. Already putting the gloves on.
“I’ll get this one done” you said, turning your phone towards him as his eyes directed to the screen.
The way his eyes widened made you realize that you made a good choice. It meant he wasn’t expecting for you to do these kinds of tattoos which yet again gave you a boost of confidence.
“Are you sure?” he asked, looking over to you. “Yeah” you said, as he waited a little longer.
Thinking that you might change your mind after the decision you just took. But to his surprise you seemed more than determined to do it.
So with a nod, he asked if he could hold your phone. Just to get the exact image of your tattoo. Something that you agreed on, feeling a spark of both excitement and nervousness.
Just knowing you are about to make one of the most extreme decisions you have taken does make you feel nervous. That thrilling sensation knowing that you might regret it but that you will like it either way.
Yes you could easily change your mind. He was more than willing to go with what you wanted. But you were determined.
“Alright then, i’ll bring this closer than” he said, walking over to something that seemed like you can lay down on. You guess that’s where you would be.
You watched as he brought the things closer, and then walked over to the window, closing the blinds as he then said it was for anyone that might walk in and think it was still open. You understood that, but what you were more focused on was the nervous feeling inside of you.
“Okay, you will lay down here” he began to explain, as you just nodded. “This might hurt more than the arm, but it will look good” he said, as you nodded once again.
With his hand, he motioned for you to sit down on the sort of bed, which you quickly did, watching as he brought a small sheet of white paper, already tracing and drawing the tattoo you told him.
“Is this the most outrageous thing you have done?” he asked, his eyes on the drawing as you just chuckled.
“Is it obvious?” you asked, as he looked up at you, giving you a chuckle as he looked back down at the drawing.
“Yeah, but it’s not a bad thing” he added, as you just nodded. Maybe he was being nice to you, but you do think you sound very lame.
It’s mostly the fact that you would be too scared to do any of these kinds of things. So you never really thought about doing these extreme things. But now you are. And it was mostly with a dare of you and Jimin.
“Okay, um you can” he said as you immediately knew what he meant. Slowly, you reached for the bottom of your shirt, already lifting it up as you placed it on the side.
You noticed that his eyes were elsewhere, not trying to look at your now exposed boobs to him. Which weren’t too exposed, you had a bra on. But still. He wanted to respect you enough.
Right after you placed your shirt down, you immediately unclipped your bra. Slowly making it fall on your lap as you watched the way he waited. The way you suddenly took it off was taking everything in him not to look.
It was sort of funny.
Slowly, you laid back down, placing both hands on your boobs as you covered them. Since well they are now exposed.
“Okay” you said, as he quickly nodded, grabbing the small piece of paper as he stood beside you, scanning the area the tattoo would be made.
With his finger, he pointed towards the area, as he carefully placed the paper. You weren’t able to see what he was doing, but you felt like he was doing his job. It took a few minutes until you heard the sound of the pen being turned on.
“Ready?” he looked down at your face, as you nodded. You waited for when the pen would start poking your skin. The moment that everyone started regretting the decision. And right when you thought he wouldn’t do it, you felt it.
That sharp pain that made you gasp out loud. “Relax, I got you” he said, as you took a deep breath.
You waited until it was done, until the pain of the pen hitting your skin would stop. You would be lying if you said it didn’t hurt. Fuck you wanted to just screaming for a bit after holding it in for so long.
The pain was there, that’s for sure.
But he would be there, trying to calm you down and telling you it would just be for a little. That he was almost done with it. And as much as that helped you out, you were still in pain.
“And we are done” he said, after what felt like an eternity of the sound of the pen and the pain beside your boobs, he finished. You might even have shed a tear, but that’s because you haven’t done something like this and well it clearly hurt.
Besides that, you will probably stay away from tattoos for a while.
“I’ll bring the wrap” he said, as he handed you a mirror. Something you quickly took from his hands, looking at the tattoo that was now placed above the center of your stomach. Right below your boobs.
You liked how it looked, apart from red it looked truly good.
As you admired the tattoo in the mirror, you didn’t notice when he walked in. When he accidentally saw your boobs, making him quickly turned away.
“What do you think?” you asked, as you looked over to him. “Huh?” he said, as you motioned towards your tattoo, covering your boobs with both of your hands.
“I think it looks very good” he said, walking over to you, as he grabbed something, cleaning the tattoo as he placed a sort of wrap on it.
“Can you move your hand a bit, i need to clean this side” he said, as you moved your hand slightly.
The soft touch of his fingers brushing beside your boob was bringing this tickling feeling inside your stomach. It felt good. It was nothing much, but it felt so good.
“I think it suits you” he said, cleaning the other side as he then threw the paper on the trash can.
“I have done a lot of tattoos there and i think yours looked the best” he said, as he walked over to the counter, taking his gloves off as you just chuckled.
“The bathroom is on the right” he pointed as you quickly grabbed your things walking over to the bathroom.
Somehow you made it inside with both of your hands covering your boobs. You couldn’t help but admire the tattoo. It looked so nice and it even reminded you of the extreme decision you just took.
Which will be locked inside your mind for the rest of your life.
“Here’s some– oh shit you aren’t done” he said, closing the door right back. The slight embarrassment made you look towards the door. Yet it was also a feeling of desire sparking inside of you.
“I’m sorry” he said, from the outside. “I didn’t mean to look, they look good, wait shit i didn’t mean to”
“Do they?” you said, opening the door of the bathroom, as you watched him standing in front of it.
His eyes lingered down to your boobs but then back up at your eyes. You watched as his eyes went from your boobs to then back up to your eyes.
“I um, they do” he said, as you just chuckled. “Thank you” you said, a mischievous smile appearing on your lips. One you didn’t even notice.
He’s absolutely hot, you noticed it the moment you saw him. The moment you got to fully see his smile. And the part when you were able to see his abs and his stomach turned you on. It’s shameful to admit, but you felt attracted to him.
You aren’t this bold. You made it very clear to him when you were struggling to get a tattoo on your arm, to which you then switched. Getting a tattoo below your boob area was crazy in your opinion.
And now staying right in front of him with your boobs out is another thing. Something that you would’ve never done. Yet here you are.
Something tells you that he isn’t far from your thoughts. He’s not hard to read, as the way he’s scanning you is telling you all the things you need to know.
“I’ll head back inside” you smiled, turning towards the bathroom as you were just about to walk in, you suddenly felt a hand on your wrist that made you stop.
“And where are you going?” he asked, his voice low and deep, creating his sudden feeling inside you. It made you feel nervous, almost like you weren’t the one that came up to him first.
“I think you have something to fix” he said, spinning you around as now you are back to facing him again.
You didn’t expect him to pull this move. Part of you was hoping he did. It was that desire inside of you that was sparking. That shameful lust inside of you wanting for him to do much more than just a tattoo for the night.
And right now you are more than happy.
“Do i?” you asked, as he just chuckled, pulling you towards what seemed like the back of the shop. The nervous feeling inside of you was getting the best of you.
You were getting excited over the small things, like this. Maybe it’s the fact that you haven’t been sexually active. Or the fact that you were liking the thought of getting more than just a tattoo tonight.
Everything was creating such a thrill in you.
Opening a door, he let go of your wrist, closing the door behind him. The room was simple, few of his supplies that he probably comes and gets. Like those storage rooms except there were a few furniture pieces. Like a couch, a coffee table, a few chairs and a small table on the corner. It also had LED lights all around it.
“I quite frankly didn’t expect for this to happen” he said, something that made him walk closer towards you.
“But i don’t mind one bit” he added, as you just gulped, watching the way he was hovering over you. “I promise i will be gentle with your new tattoo”
At some point, you felt so dominant. You felt like you had control of the situation. But now it seems like he’s the one that has it. Yet he looks so hot while demanding.
Before you knew it, his lips were roughly pressed into yours, as his hand held the back of your neck, guiding you as he wanted to. The roughness he had was making you wet already. Just the thought of him made you want to close your legs.
God you didn’t think you would feel this desperate for someone. Just the thought of him fucking you lingered inside your mind.
As you both continued to kiss, he placed his hands on your waist, slowly making you walk backwards as you didn’t break the kiss. Before you knew it, he gently pushed you onto the couch, making you sit on it as your eyes went up to him.
It didn’t take long for him to start taking his shirt off, his pants following right after as the only view was him in his boxers. And that hard bulge that was more than noticeable to see. He was just as turned on as you were.
“You know” he said, coming closer towards you as he suddenly went on his knees. “I think you wanted this as much as I did” he said, pointing his finger in your thigh as he started doing small circles.
Yes you did.
Something about him created this sensation inside of you that you couldn’t avoid. It was strong enough for you to be sitting on this couch, with him almost on your legs.
“What makes you think that?” you asked, as he just chuckled. He slowly started coming closer towards you, his hands going to the side of your hip as the sound of your zipper was heard.
He was unzipping your skirt.
“Because if you didn’t, you would’ve stopped me long ago” he added, slowly pulling the skirt down as you just watched him do it. Not complaining about a single thing because he’s right.
“I guess we are both equally as sexually frustrated” he said, as you helped him pull the skirt all the way down, now being just you in your underwear.
“Luck is on our side” you said, as he chuckled, pulling you closer towards the edge of the couch making you gasp.
Before you could say anything else, he hands were already busy, grabbing onto the hem of your panties as he started to slowly pull them down. Teasing you in a way.
He knew you were as turned on as he was, so he wanted to make you wait. He wanted to see you suffer the desperation and you weren’t far from admitting it. Once your panties were on the floor, his eyes went onto yours.
Looking deeply at them as he slowly spread your legs, creating a playful grin on his lips. One that's making you annoyed.
He was enjoying all the teasing he was doing, you could tell. But fuck were you becoming desperate.
Just as you were about to tell him off, his mouth made quick contact with your clit. Something that shut you up completely.
“Shit” you said, cursing under your breath as his tongue started going up and down your folds. Creating all such lustful thoughts inside your head.
To think your first tattoo would go like this. First it was the bravery you had to have done such a tattoo. It was something that you weren’t thinking of doing.
And second it was now having the person who did your tattoo in between your legs. It just seems so hard to believe. But it happened. If you would’ve known about this then you would’ve come here much earlier.
“You are my favorite guest” he said, as you just chuckled. Throwing your head back as the sound of laughter soon turned into soft moans. Until you felt pleasure all over your body.
He continued to lick your folds, as he then inserted his fingers inside of you, creating a new sensation inside of you. This burning feeling inside your stomach.
“I’m going to cum” you said. As you started arching your back, something that made Taehyung bring you closer towards him.
You kept trying to prevent him from getting closer, trying to push his head away as your orgasm was coming closer and closer. But he wasn’t letting you, it only made him pick up his pace.
“Cum for me” he said, as you felt lost. All thoughts gone, it was just your moans and the sound of his mouth on your entrance. It only brought you closer and closer towards the edge.
“Shit” you cursed out loud, as you soon came. Heavy breathing, you lay down on the couch, something that made Taehyung pull you back up.
“You didn’t think we were done, did you?” he said, his voice low and deep. Something that made you look up at him, watching as his lustful eyes looked all over you.
You watched as he hovered on top of you, slowly kissing you on your neck all the way down to your stomach. As if your first orgasm wasn’t enough, you were already aiming for another one.
Even though you were already out of energy.
“I will make you want to come back for another tattoo” he whispered, as he stood back up, taking his boxers off as he immediately grabbed the condom from the side.
Once he was done, he pulled you up from the couch, making you yelp with how hard he pulled you up. And soon enough he turned you around, his body pressed against yours as you could feel his already hard cock.
“Let’s fix what you made” he whispered beside your ear, bending you down onto the couch as both of your knees went onto the couch, making you hold yourself by the top of the couch with both hands.
Giving your ass two slaps, he grabbed his cock with his hand.
“Let’s see how well you can take my cock” he said, as he started placing his cock in your entrance, making you grip onto the edge already.
“I can take it” you said, as he scoffed, and with that he pushed his cock in. He didn’t even wait, he just fully thrust himself inside you.
“Shit, oh my god” you were quick to say, feeling your walls pulsing at the sudden stretch. He was big. Just the way your walls needed time to adjust was enough to tell you he was.
You never wanted sex as much as you want it right now. No regrets and no going back.
“Please move” you said, as he was quick to obey. Slowly pulling his cock out as he slammed his cock back inside of you. Making you shut your eyes.
He continued to do that until you were literally begging him to go faster. You wanted him badly, it wasn’t even funny anymore.
You wanted every single part of him, you wanted him to fuck you like you have never been fucked before. If he could break you then might as well be it.
“So needy, huh?” he said, picking up his pace as the sound of his hip hitting your ass echoed through the entire room. Your moans didn’t fall behind.
“Fuck yes i am” you admitted, not even needing to lie since he even knew it himself. Not that he wasn’t in desperate need of having you. Just seeing you was enough to turn him on. And right now he wants to do it all.
“Then i will fuck you like you deserve” he said, as he continued to slam his cock inside of you, making you grip onto the edge of the couch. Eyes shut as you just moaned out. Moaning his name and all curse words you could think of.
Just this moment itself was having you on your knees. You don’t know what it really was. Whether the built up of the moment, or him eating you out until you had your orgasm. Or maybe because this would be your second orgasm.
Something had you begging him to fuck you harder. Just the way you might be bruised on your ass later wasn’t even a bother. You wouldn’t go this far to have sex with someone. You wouldn’t do this much. Sexual frustration is no joke.
“Taehyung” you moaned out, as you felt a pair of kisses on your back. “I will fuck you like this more often”
“Please do” you said, feeling the knot about to burst. And just like that your second orgasm was coming. But this one was harder than the first one. It would have you out of energy for sure.
“I’m going to cum” you said, your knuckles turning white from how tight you were holding onto the edge of the couch. “So am i”
“Cum around my cock” he said, slapping your ass in the process. And before you knew it, you did. You came around his cock. Making you almost fall forward from how weak you felt. But he was quick to hold you up.
“I’m almost there” he said, thrusting into you a few more times before he came inside the condom. Fully filling it up as he cursed under his breath. He held you up with both of his hands on your hips. Watching as you were fully dazed.
“Damn I went that hard? Sorry” he said, slowly placing you down onto the couch as you couldn’t help but chuckle.
You weren’t just out of energy, you were also tired. Your legs felt weak. He really went all out on you and you don’t regret it. You wanted it like this.
“That was the best sex I have had” he admitted as you nodded in the process. “Same here” you quickly said, laughing right afterwards.
“We have to do that again” you said, looking at him as he tried to lay down with you, something you gave him some space for.
“Oh we have to” he quickly added.
After a few more laughs you fell into a deep sleep, something he quickly brought a blanket for. Covering you up with it as he laid down beside you.
And even if there wasn’t much space, he still found it comforting wrapping you in his arms and having you close to him.
He didn’t know you much but after this it will all change.
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#3 All I Want Is A Break
Angsty cause this job hunting process is relentless.
Y/N and Yoongi are best friends, then lovers, until he decides he wants to find out what life can be without her.
Pairing: Yoongi x female reader + Taehung
Genre: Non-IdolAU / Angst / Smut in the next part
Warnings: Curse words/ heartache/ it’s quite angsty and will have smut if we continue.
Word count: 3.8K+
Note: Picked up my old writing to give it something new. Let me know how you like it?
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It's strange. I'm standing in front of him. I know him. I know this man inside out. Have you ever stood in front of someone you have known your entire life, but they suddenly felt like a stranger to you? I could hear him speaking, and he was not making sense to me.
"Don't you want to, maybe, see other people? Know how they are? Know how you'll be with them? Will you be someone different, or will you be the same? I mean, you and I know each other inside out. But, we don't know how anybody else is! We don't know how great or, even worse, it might be if we are with other people. Don't you ever feel like finding out?"
This was Yoongi, my Yoongi. My best friend since we were 7, boyfriend since - did it matter? He wanted to explore being with other people.
"Think about it, Y/N," He didn't stop. "Jae and I were discussing this. How the different relationships change you, and how they make you grow? Have you never thought about this? Don't look at me like that," He rolled his eyes.
He rolled his eyes as I stared, sitting in front of him, my brain trying to catch up and pre-empt his next dialogue.
"It's been too long? Don't you feel so? We have always been together! Exploring, or even I don't know, taking a break isn't a bad idea. To just discover ourselves…" He took another sip of the beer he had poured for us. My glass remained untouched. His, refilled twice, was almost empty.
This entire week had felt off. It felt like the music had changed, and I didn't know the artist anymore. He went on. His life-changing discussion with our friends. Our friends? His friends. Life-changing decisions, all in the two dinners I missed. "It's just a break. Nothing more," His decision was made. When my boyfriend decided something, he went through with it. "We spend some time apart from each other. I'll go live with Jae, and we can just explore and see life without each other in our lives. Just a small break," He said so easily.
"You're my best friend." My first words as I tried to make sense of the situation. He had been my best friend since 7. We did everything together since we were 7. And, when we started dating, I needed no one else.
"And you're mine. But, listen to me," he took my hands in his, pulling me out of my static stance, and shaking me up to see what was happening. "We need to know who we are, without each other too. I think it is healthy for me to want that. I'm not saying I want to break up. I just want a break from yo-" I pulled my hands away. "That's not what I mean." He realised he fucked up with the wrong words. Like he had not been fucking up till now. I knew him inside out.
Maybe he could see the betrayal on my face or the tears welling up in my eyes. I was having an out-of-body experience. It felt like I could see myself breaking down, but that hurt hadn't seeped in yet. "What I mean is, I just want to know life as a person of my own. Who I am without us being together cause we have been together was so long. I want to know, do I actually like apple pie, or do I like it because you like it? That discussion just had me thinking if I can be the best for you if I'm not my own person."
"So, you're basically saying that you don't want me in your life anymore?" I frowned.
"Don't be dramatic," He sighed.
I laughed. "That's literally what you just said."
"I don't know why you aren't getting this." He raised his voice. "You know, Maria said you won't get it, and you don't." he shook his head, and sat back.
"Maria said that I won't get it? You've known these people for a month. You've known me for years!" I couldn't stop the tears. "But, it's not about them. If you want to break up with me, have the fucking balls to do it. Don't come at me with, 'I don't know who I am/ we have always been together.' Straight up, tell me you don't want me anymore." I walked back towards our room so I could pack a duffle bag and get out of this apartment.
"That's not it. I just want a break. We are in university, in a new environment. This is the perfect time for it. Y/N!" He shouted as I stuffed my clothes in a bag. "Where are you going? You don't know anyone. We are literally just discussing," He was technically right. All my friends were his friends. It had always been like that. Yoongi socialised, and I tagged along. It had been a month since we started uni, and even though our courses were different, we lived together, and I spent time hanging out with his friends more than I cared to make mine.
"We aren't, though. You are breaking up with me," I collected my stuff from our shared dresser and quickly dumped my laptop and books in my backpack. I would have to come back and collect my stuff, but this should hold me for a few days.
"It's a break!" He yelled. "You're still my best friend! You'll always be my best friend," He yelled as I tried to walk past him. "You'll always have that place in my life. Where the hell are you going!?"
"But that's it, right? You want this place gone." I could see the confusion on his face. He hadn't thought this through. "What does 'explore and see life without each other in our lives' even mean? Do you want us to pretend we don't know each other? So, you can have your experiment with how your life would be if we," I gestured between us, "never existed? Tough luck. We did. And, you don't erase the past. You move on."
"I feel like I am talking to a wall, Y/N," he said, exasperated.
"What am I supposed to understand? That my boyfriend came home today after meeting his friends to tell me that he wants to take a break because he has been with me for far too long. What even is this reason? Thanks for being the cliche of the century. You want to see different things? Who is stopping you? But you want to explore what is out there and still hold on to me, in case you realise that being alone, maybe, isn't for you. I'm not an option, Yoongi." I dropped my bags to the ground so I could call myself a cab.
"It's not about options at all. I just…you are twisting my words. I don't want to make you feel like you're an option but haven't you ever felt the need to want something more?" He questioned. "That maybe there is something worth more out there?" His eyes were wide. He had misspoken again.
It was like a knife running through my chest. I couldn't believe this was my best friend. That this man in front of me was the love of my life, and he hadn't just degraded me. "All the best. I hope you find what you are looking for. My cab is here." I ran out, and he ran out after me, but he didn't call. He didn't call me at all.
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"He said WHAT?" Zoya and I were four shots down, and I could feel it all hit me at once.
"He wants to find out if there is something worth more than us being together. He could have just said he wanted to be single and live the uni life. Like all fuckboys out here. What the fuck even is a break?" I was so drunk.
"Man, I'm sorry. But this is good for you. I can feel it. I'm getting the vibes," Zoya tickled the air.
"You can feel the vibe?" I looked at her.
"Yaaa, I caaaannnn!" She slurred. "It'll be difficult. Very, but no time like now."
"I gotta figure out my housing situation," I threw my head down to the bar table. My bags were behind the bar, or Zoya had thrown them behind the bar cause the bartender was her friend. She was my friend here, and actually, she was my only new friend here.
"It's sorted. That's why I brought you here! Tae! Tae!" She yelled, flailing her arms, catching the bartender's eye.
"Okay, Zoya, stay seated, or I will throw you out," The bartender pulled her hands together and made her sit down.
"Tae, you have an extra room, right?" She asked sweetly.
"Uh, I do," He said with caution, his eyes flickering between us two.
"Great! You're looking for a roommate. I have your roommate!" She declared happily.
"You want me to live with a boy?" I looked at her.
"I'm looking for a roommate?" He questioned as well.
"Yes, you can't live alone. You need company. And Y/N, Tae's place is very, and I mean, very nice. He is the best option at this point in the semester. He technically owns this bar and works here for free because he likes mixology." Zoya kept each hand on one of our shoulders like she was planning a plot.
"My father owns this bar," Tae clarified.
"Potehto Potahto," Zoya mumbled, taking a long sip of her long island iced tea. "So, Y/N will take that spare bedroom, and I will come party at your place 'cause it'll finally be interesting!"
"Zoya bu–" She kept her finger on my lips.
"But, today we will go to mine 'cause I got some pork ribs that we have to try!" She jumped off and walked towards the exit without looking back.
Tae helped me with my bags and told another person to take over for him, "Taehyung," He offered his hand for me to shake. "Zoya and I are school friends. I'm studying management here too."
"Y/N," I smiled. "I've not seen you before, though!"
"It's a big class of, like-what, 70 people? I don't think we share any of our secondary courses, either. Do you share them with Zoya?" He asked, walking me outside.
"Yes, Contemporary Issues in Competitive Strategy," I told him.
"I think I'm taking that next sem. Zoya, my car's in the parking lot. Let's go," He called for her, and she happily ran towards us.
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"This is a big apartment. Are you sure you don't mind me here? Zoya just kinda dumped it -" It was pretty well done as well. Only the room, which would be mine, just had a bed.
"No, I think it'll be fun. My father's assistant has kinda overdone it. But, you can name a household appliance, and I think you'll find it here," He laughed.
"Oh nice, what's your rent?" I asked so I could decide if I could afford the division. The apartment Yoongi and I shared was a gift from his parents, so thankfully, we had just furnished it. I knew I'd need to rediscuss my finances, but I think I would be very comfortable if I got a part-time job.
"I own this place. My father believes in buying, not renting," He explained. "But, I'm sure we can agree on something," He smiled.
Moving in with Tae was easy. Zoya helped me pack my stuff the next day when I knew Yoongi would be out, and since he still had not called or dropped a text, I went in and got the rest of my personal stuff when he was in classes. Tae and I went shopping for furniture for my room and other utilities in the evening, and before I knew it, I had already moved into another house in all of one day. Two days before this, I was in bed with Yoongi as he told me some hilarious joke which was considered Architecture 101, and now I was in a completely different building, alone.
"You haven't moved," Tae stood in front of my room. He had helped me unpack and set everything up with Zoya. "I left you right here, like 30 mins ago," He laughed. I'm sure Zoya had him filled on my history and heartbreak.
"Yoongi must have just gotten back to the apartment. Do you think he'll call when he sees my stuff gone?" I asked Tae with tears in my eyes.
Tae pouted and came and sat next to me, "if he calls, will you pick up?" He asked. I shook my head. "If he calls, will you feel better?" I shrugged because I didn't know what to feel. It was all happening so fast.
"I am apologizing in advance for not being an amazing roommate for the next few…my heart is breaking right now," I couldn't stop my tears.
"Sleep. I promised you a welcome breakfast, so you need to be up for it," Tae tried, nudging my shoulder.
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I kept out of Yoongi's way. It was great that our majors were different, and our classes were on the opposite side of the campus. In a week, I found a routine that didn't collide with his at all. If I saw him at the coffee house, I hid. If I saw him on the way to the library, I went the opposite direction.
'I hope you're okay.'
The last text from him was three days old. Did he know where I was? Who was I with? Was I okay?
I kept my word, and I disappeared from his life. It was killing me. How do you get rid of a habit? I woke up in sweats. I couldn't breathe, my chest contracting within itself at the thought of him. The only time I ate was when Tae and Zoya were around, and our routine was extremely hectic.
A month into it, the pain sort of became a habit. My course and my internship did not leave me any time to think. When I did catch a moment, it was spent laughing with Taehyung, who was an incredible roommate. We made friends in our course, so we had a group ready for adventure as the weekend hit, and I was kind of glad that I had no time to process anything because the day always started with me standing in front of the mirror, prepping myself to be happy and confident. It didn't matter that the love of my life didn't think I was enough. I was enough for me. I grew up in a loveless household; I knew what it felt like. But, by the evening, I was just numb.
There had been no contact with Yoongi. And Ava, a new friend of mine, taught me tricks to cope and distract myself. "If you're not ready to process it, you don't have too," She had been in therapy for the longest time, and always had words of wisdom.
Yoongi was all over the place. There were photos all over the insta.
'Finally single' was a caption on his friend Zack's post, and I had lost a whole day on it. I realised that during the initial month of uni, I had not made any friends. All I had were his friends, and what it felt like was that they just tolerated me. Even the ones I had truly connected with did not text me after, and it had me really looking back on all my friendships through the years. I always connected through Yoongi. I always only really needed him, He was truly my confidant, my best friend, and I didn't have the need for more.
I was made strong, though. It has been two months, so it clearly wasn't a short break. I finally told my parents and made them promise they wouldn't say anything to Yoongi's parents if it didn't come from them and that they won't contact him.
'All I need is myself' was his insta post with a picture of a glass of whisky held against the view of the sunset.
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"Have you spoken to her since?" Tara asked Yoongi as he fiddled with his drink.
"No," He took another gulp. No indication was needed on who was being mentioned.
"How are you holding up?" She asked. She liked Y/N. She liked them together. She didn't really agree with the narrative Jae and Sara had built up. But Jae didn't understand relationships, and Sara had the hots for Yoongi.
"It's only a break. I just need to know who I am," He said, more to himself. The last two months had been so strange. He was so angry at first. His girlfriend refused to understand his point of view, decided they were broken up like she decided on most things on her own, and had moved out all in one day. She came when he wasn't in the house and packed her stuff, leaving the key on the kitchen table with no note. He was furious.
Then, he found out she had moved in with another guy who she had never mentioned before. Did he even know her? Taking a break was making more sense. She didn't respond to his message, hid from him or changed directions if he was around. She was his best friend. He knew he had asked for this, but not like this. He honestly thought if they spent a little time apart, it would bring them closer and give him clarity as well.
His parents were talking about marriage, and they had just started uni. From living with his parents, he started living with Y/N, and he was excited until he had this whole conversation about how life can be different. And, he wanted the chance to at least to understand what it could be to be able to decide if he even wanted it. Wasn't being young all about this? He missed his best friend. He missed Y/N every night he walked into their apartment, and he started spending the least amount of time in it, sleeping on the couch instead of their bed or Jae's spare bedroom to save himself from thinking too much.
"You can also find out who you are with her, you know. Jae isn't exactly right, and he was always jealous of what you had with -" She was cut off as Jae jumped on Yoongi.
"My man!" He yelled in his year. "We gotta get you laid this evening! Fuck I gotta get laid!"
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"Fuck, why have they given us a week off? I have five papers to write!" Tae screamed as he entered the apartment.
"I got three papers and two presentations," I counted. "You have to be my dummy for prep. Presentations freak me out." I told him. Taehyung had a habit of shedding his clothes as soon as he entered the apartment. At this point, it was weird if he was in more than one layer inside the flat. I was sure I would not have been standing if I didn't have him around.
"I think we should go clubbing today. Go clubbing today, work tomorrow if we are not hungover, then hike the day after, and then we can relax and get to our assignments." He wrote down our plan of action on the big whiteboard wall that he and Miles, our newly formed friend from the bar, had drunk installed one night.
"Yuck. I hate clubs," I groaned.
"Wear your sexiest dress. I should be drooling," He instructed.
"Yuck."
Miles was studying architecture like Yoongi. He actually knew me, having crossed paths during one of the many meetups I had accompanied Yoongi too. "I can give you goss on the enemy side," he had offered as he sat next to me on the bar stool. Tae was experimenting with a new mix, and I was his taste tester, and also a bit tipsy from all the alcohol I was testing.
"What's the goss?" I asked.
"Are you ready? Emotionally?" Miles asked, giving me a warning.
"Sure," I laughed.
"That group is way, way more boring now that you are not there!"
I giggled, "you're very sweet, Miles. The last I remember of you was that you didn't speak a word after I told my cliff-jumping story!"
"The cliff-jumping story was hilarious! I fell a little bit in love with you," He said, making me choke on my drink. "I'm joking!" He laughed. "You'll have to tell me a couple more to have me!"
He was the perfect fit for our little group and assured me that I could stand without Yoongi.
"I can't believe you're taking me clubbing tonight," Miles groaned as he met us downstairs." Ava cancelled. I think we should run away, too," He held my hand, flirting.
"You guys are the worst!" Tae whined. "We are young, and hot, and dancing is the way to get laid. Please let's just go!"
"I'm surprised you want to get laid when Zoya is going to be there," I took his arm, and wrapped mine around it.
"Till the time she sees that I am her true love, I need to get by," He pouted. Tae was quite infatuated with Zoya, and Zoya had no clue. She thought he was fond, and they had been buddies through school. He didn't want to change their dynamic and was hoping she'll suddenly realise he had been there all along.
"There is nothing like true love," I said.
"Hush," He pulled me closer. "Let me dream."
We were greeted inside the club by Zoya, who, in no time, had already poured three shots down our throats. I hadn't eaten much, so the alcohol hit me faster and stronger. "You look so fucking sexy," Zoya whispered as she twirled me around. I had lost weight in the last two months, so I felt less beautiful cause I wasn't as healthy and fit as I kept myself, but I couldn't help smiling big as she complimented me.
We were closer to the dancing area, so I looked around for a place we could take up and keep our bags when I saw him. My smile disappeared, and my body went cold. It felt like a deep wound had ripped open again, and I was bleeding.
"What happened-" Zoya's eyes followed mine to see Yoongi on the first floor, his arms around the waist of a girl stuck to his body as they laughed.
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PART 2
A friend of mine went through something similar, and it got me thinking of how people look at relationships.
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[ 🎧💭 ] : . ♥︎ moodboard taehyung - bts
Você sempre será meu primeiro amor, eu não posso mudar isso..
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DIMMED LIGHT
ONE SHOT
Kim Taehyung x female Reader 
In this absence of any noise, i felt a very great comfort. It was so quiet you could hear my heartbeat taking on the melody of the rainbeat with every drop that splattered down the car on this rainy night. I still could not believe it, how could he do such a tumult in the restaurant, because his delusional self thought that the waiter was flirting with me. Honestly I must admit that his protective side was always a trait that drew me to him but that strong emotion mixed with the uneasiness he had felt within himself for several weeks, like him and I were moving away from each other, like he could be replaced within a blink of eye, was a deadly poison.
„Who the fuck do you think you are?“ was the last thing he spit with an evil smirk in his face, his eyes burning with pure anger. Everything happened so fast, the next thing I saw was Taehyung's fist slamming merciless into the waiter's face with full force. The awful noise is still in my ears, making me flinch whenever I imagine the scene in front of me. To be honest it‘s not the first time that such thing happened, but he vowed me to control hisself, he promised me that even when he has his outburst I never had to fear him. His outburst tonight was different from the ones I witnessed before. I can’t get it of my mind, how empty and lifeless his eyes were when they met mine while i tried with all my might to calm him down, to prevent the situation from escalating. Actually he was aware I was scared to death, he knew that I get anxious whenever someone get’s in a physical fight. It’s not like he didn’t know how upsetting this situation was for me, but he simply choose not to care about my feelings neither my wellbeing. In this moment he just wanted to prove a point, to me, to the waiter, to the restaurant, to the whole world.
It’s not a surprise that we‘ve had a tense situation for weeks, neither of us trying to state the obvious, that the spark between us is slowly but surely fading away. Words can not express how happy and exciting I was when he suggested the date in the first place. First of all he wasn’t really the romantic lovely dovley type to organize a candlelight dinner for the two of us. So in my irrational mind I thought that this would be the perfect opportunity for me to remind myself of all his good qualities which is why i fell in love with him, really hoping that the guy i fell in love with four years ago is still there waiting for me to put him out of the the dark. It feels like the Taehyung i fell in love with is gone since the day he put this personal success above all else. I‘ve always admired his ambition, but often it feels like he‘s a bird flying higher and higher, without looking back what he‘s leaving behind and I have no choice but to watch him fly from my golden cage that i had unconsciously built for myself since the day i vowed to be there for him no matter what.
Maybe it was the way he knew exactly what to say to me with those sugar sweet little lies or maybe it was me who was willing to believe every lie he told me, like an idiot closing my eyes to the most obvious thing. The way he had the power to destroy every fibre of self confidence and self love i had in me. Making me doubt myself, making me feel like the lowest version of myself. He made me feel so high above the sky, giving me the feeling of protection, love and respect. Actually slowly but surely he made me forget the beauty of the rise, because the feeling of the freefall was an hundred times worse. One positive thing came out of this situation, the fact that he put me through this made me, made me realize that I won‘t let this happen ever again. Not now, not tomorrow, not in an hundred years. Believe it or not, I made up my mind, no force in the world, no-black magic, not even his sprakling brown eves that promised me whole universes and galaxies, could revent me from putting my wishes and wellbeing first. The raindrops hit the ground loudly and relentlessly on this stormy and rainy night, instead of the tears that i vowed not to let fall. Even the cloudy and dark weather was on my side, it felt like the whole word was sharing the feeling of sadness and loneliness with me with every raindrop that fell on the cold ground.
It felt like forever but we‘ve arrived at the apartment. Not a word left our lips since the moment we left the restaurant. In all honesty I wasn‘t even ready to face him, to look him in the eyes after everything he put me through tonight. The second we entered the apartment, I made my way to the couch, I didn't even have the strength to take off my shoes nether my coat nor turn on the light. This darkness gave me a familiarity and comfort, it’s sad to say that’s the way i spend the last couple of weeks waiting for Taehyung to return home. No to be more precise I waited every night in darkness with the hope that he will enlighten the apartment with the light that his old self carried within him. It’s time to wake up from my dream and face reality, the light within him dimmed down, there is not much left of his old self.
„It not my fault, he should‘ve known what he got into the moment he started undressing you with his filthy eyes.“ he stated monotonous in a low voice while standing at the doorframe crossing his arms. „He was not flirting nor undressing me with his eyes, he was simply being polite. If you would pay attention to something other than your self for once in your life, you would have notice that he was like that with all the costumers there.“ I countered as i leaned back at the couch with a firm but calm voice, feeling tired and drained out from this messy situation. „I couldn‘t fucking care less how he acted with other women. What i don‘t tolerate is the fact he could not take his eyes off what‘s mine.“ he said angrily not understanding why you would try to defend him.
„Are you even listening to yourself? First of all i‘m not your possession and secondly just admit that you just wanted to make a point and show everyone that no one can mess with you and you enjoyed the feeling of megalomania, that you‘ve gotten used to over the last few months at my fucking expense, without wasting a fucking thought on how I felt the whole time.“ i voiced out my voice nearly breaking, feeling like every word i uttered turned to smoke slowly fading away, not even reaching him. „That‘s not true and you fucking know it.“ he said feeling hurt, trying his best not to give weight to the words you just spit. To say that he was unaffected by your statement would be a lie. The only way Taehyung could prevent himself from shutting out completely and distancing himself, was by making you feel the crushing grief he is feeling deep inside his heart. „Don’t you think that if you would know your fucking boundaries from the beginning we wouldn‘t be here in the first place. Do I have to remind you whenever we leave the door that you are in a relationship? Stop being „nice“ to every fucking male you meet, that‘s making you look so fucking pathetic.“ he screamed his voice getting louder and louder with every word coming out of his mouth, the pure sarcasm in his voice while saying the word nice didn’t go unnoticed by me. His eyes were filled with pure rage and pain. I shook my head closing my eyes not wanting to believe that he could say such hurtful things to me.
„We are over.“ i simply said those 3 words that have been lingering in my mind for so long, while standing up from the couch, feeling like a weight was lifted off my soulders. „What do you mean?“ he asked feeling panic and anxiety starting to grow inside his thorax. „I‘m so done with the way you‘ve been treating me the last couple of months I deserve so much better than this.“ i stated while pointing at us. „I gave you everything I had inside of me and you gave me nothing but pain in return. You are not the Taehyung i fell in love with, you are not the person I vowed to love, to look after, to never leave and let go anymore. Actually you don’t respect me nether do you love me after all those words you said to me and I can‘t continue this relationship for another moment.“ i confessed what I had in my mind for so long, finally making up my mind for good. He felt his heart shatter, making it impossible for him to utter a word while watching you leave the door. The best thing that ever happened to him left and he couldn‘t do nothing but watch you leave.
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is this our fate? ⇾ kth preview.
♡ summary: when you catch your husband cheating on you with your best friend, your world starts to crumble down. however, when you get the chance to travel back in time you decide to change your fate for the better but most importantly to get your revenge. What you don’t expect is to fall for your strict boss along the way.
⌁ pairing: ceo!taehyung x reader (f) , slight seokjin x reader
⌁ genre: ceo au, fantasy au, fluff, angst
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⌁ a/n: hi!! i’m so excited to announce my new tae fic. btw this is heavily inspired by the webtoon ‘marry my husband’ i absolutely loved the plot and wanted to write something similar for tae. i hope you are excited for it and if you have any questions or just wanna talk both my inbox and dms are open.
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Taehyung/Jungkook
Crowded | Masterlist
A dog, a cat, and a fox walk into a bar- but wait, this isn't actually a joke at all.
Tags/Warnings: Wolf Hybrid!Jungkook, Tger Hybrid!Taehyung, Fox Hybrid!Reader, friends to lovers, poly AU, romance, mutual (secret) pining, minor angst, major fluff
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hearts for dinner
pairing: yandere! taehyung x devil! reader
genre: fluff || smut || non-idol au || established relationship || yandere au
summary: how to wake up the devil
word count: 1.5k
tags/ warnings: fluff, mentions of death and murder, blood, yandere! tae, she does in fact eat hearts for breakfast lunch and dinner, eventual smut to come
notes: mother is back!!! with a mini series based off this idea!! and am fully open to questions about the au which can be turned into future drabbles :D
where you can find the rest of my work!!
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fingers tease the ends of your hair, taehyung tugging gently.
he lays on his side beside you, head propped up by his hand as he stares at your sleep stricken face. ever so peaceful, fragile and delicate, warm, entirely unaware of the world around you.
though he supposes even when you’re awake, he doesn’t leave much room for your mind to wander.
a man having tamed the devil herself.
filing down sharp edges and dissolving her poisonous touch until you’d become nothing but soft, warm, pretty gooeyness. tooth rotting sweetness. a heart wrenching loveable being hidden in human form.
tucked away from people. tucked away from civilisation, kept between the walls of the cottage with everything you ask for.
your own crafted paradise, taehyung the creator of your world. the pinnacle of your mind, the core of every thought and feeling.
your life solely his to keep, held in calloused hands, stained in the blood of hundreds. though those lives of everyone who passed, had a new purpose. the purpose of feeding you— taehyung’s only reason to live.
to keep you alive. happy and alive.
<3
you briefly register the ghost of a touch over your cheek, a loose strand of hair tucked behind your ear before warm, soft, lips press over the supple skin of your neck.
you turn, sheets tangled around your waist, noise of question catching in your throat as you slowly slip into consciousness. a gentle slide into the waking world.
“sweet dove” taehyung murmurs against your skin, pressing a kiss to your bare shoulder.
goosebumps prickle the skin of his arms as the scent of you sinks into his pores, the taste of you dancing across his tongue.
“hmm” you tug the blanket up higher, knees curling into your chest. utter warmth surrounding you.
he coos, “my little dove, i have breakfast for you”
you breathe out a long sigh, hands blindly reaching out for him, fingers pressing over his chest, trailing up his arms until your reach his neck, deft fingers curling around the necklace that dangles over his collarbones. your initials locked around his neck. a forever promise that he will never take off.
“can’t you smell it?” he brushes a knuckle down the line of your jaw, “i thought you’d enjoy it warm today… got too cold on the way home”
you peek an eye open, tongue wetting your bottom lip.
“you were gone all night” you croak, trying to pull him closer. quick to throw the blanket over his body to keep the warmth in.
“and how would you know that” he hums, “what time did you go to bed?”
you press your face into the pillow, words muffled, eyes slipping closed, ready for you to slip back into your own little dream world.
“i asked you a question, dove” he presses, arms slipping around your waist.
“6” you mutter.
“A.M. i assume” he presses on.
“mmhmm” you nod, “my gaming console died and i couldn’t be bothered to get out of bed to get the charger…”
a low rumble of laughter vibrates his chest.
“breakfast, then, i’ll tuck you back into bed for a nap. how about it?”
your eyes peel open, “okay” you nod, hands fumbling around under the blanket, looking for his hand.
your fingers wrap around his wrist, bringing it up to your face. you sniff, nose scrunching up at the onslaught of smells. apparent why’d he been gone so many hours of the night. because no matter how much he scrubbed his hands after, the sweet tickling scent of blood will never be missed by you.
“how many?” you wonder, and he smiles a toothy grin.
“enough to last you the week… that’s why i was gone for so long” he leans down, gentle kiss presses to your cheek in apology.
you sigh, leaning your cheek into his open palm “i missed you”
“oh darling” he croons, pulling you closer, face pressed against his chest.
you can feel the steady beat of his heart, the gentle rush of blood slipping through his veins.
“i think i may have missed you more” he whispers, words sweet like nectar as they drip off his tongue, “but i’m here now, just like how it should be”
“and you won’t leave?” you murmur, fingers grasping at his shirt.
“never”
“promise?” you swallow.
“you are my life” his fingers slip into your hair, tugging your head upwards to look at him, “we are forever. there is no end to us until the day our bodies decay, and even then you will never get rid of me. i am yours for eternity”
you nod, smile tugging at the corners of your lips “okay. what if i wanted to travel”
“then i’d follow” his answer is quick, no hesitation.
“and if i wanted to get married?”
“i am all yours”
your fingers skim over his cheek, “what if i wanted the stars?”
at this, he smiles, “i would venture far into the galaxy to pick you the most perfect stars, and name a constellation after you on the way”
“i would want to come with you” you tell him.
his fingers rake through your hair “i wouldn’t ever leave you behind”
you look up at him, silence stretching out between the both of you.
“what about—“ you start, though taehyung’s boisterous laughter cuts you off.
“anything. anything you ask for, it is yours. but first you need to eat, my little dove”
he peels the blanket off the both of you, whine of protest bubbling up your throat as the cool air of the bedroom caresses your skin.
“poor thing” he frowns, arms wrapping around you, pulling you up and off the mattress, “i’ll put the fire on while we eat” he hums, footsteps heavy as he trudges down the stairs, your arms wrapped around his neck
“hold on for a moment” he tells you, hoisting you up a little higher as he pulls out your chair at the dining table. gentle as he sits you down.
your bare feet touch the cold tiles, recoiling to press against your chest.
taehyung scuttles out of the kitchen, quick to grab you, your favourite blanket from the couch, wrapping it around your shoulders as he flitters around the kitchen.
your gaze wanders, eyes catching sight of the outside world. the vast forest seems never ending, darkness lurking just beyond the safety of the house.
“we can go out for a walk later if you like?” taehyung hums, “i have a new coat for you to try”
you turn to look at him, voice soft “i’m okay, thank you though”
he looks over his shoulder at you, holding eye contact. you feel your breath catch in your throat.
he tilts his head, turning back to the pan on the stove, “alright. tell me if you change your mind”
it’s only second after that he’s turning back to you, plate in hand.
you look at the heart, perfectly seared, puddle of blood still coating the plate even though cooked.
“let me know what you think” he smiles, taking the seat opposite yours.
you don’t bother with cutlery, fingers digging into the muscle, wet squelch of blood dripping down your palm, ever so warm. the tantalising smell of it enough to have yourself hungry.
“thank you” you look up at taehyung with a smile, and he simply grins, motioning for you to eat.
you bring the human heart up to your lips, tongue pressing against the muscle before your teeth sink into it.
you chew at it, molars tearing at the meat, swallowing down the metallic blood as it coats your tastebuds.
your fingers tighten around the heart. frown slowly pulling at taehyung’s lips, noticing how your cheeks don’t go rosy, he can tell your bloodlust is not nearly sated.
you drop the heart back onto the plate, not bothering that blood splatters onto the tablecloth.
“what’s wrong?” taehyung stands, taking the plate from in front of you.
“not good” you look up at him, bottom lip pulling into a pout.
“my dove” he kneels down before you, hand running over your cheek, “here—“ he stars, standing.
he moves towards the freezer, pulling the door open, then tugging the biggest drawer open.
“pick which one smells the tastiest, yeah?” he motions for you to look. freezer packed with individually wrapped hearts, the smallest shelf saved for his own meals.
“then i’ll cook you a nice breakfast, better this time” he starts, “then we can stay in bed for as long as you like, yeah?”
you nod at him, from still pulling at your lips, “please”
he smiles.
“i want something sweet for breakfast” you tell him, “something younger than the old piece of shit i just had”
“i should have known you wouldn’t like him… he was more my own indulgence than your dinner” he admits, “horrible man” it comes out barely above a whisper.
“taehyung” you call out to him as he rummages through the drawers.
he perks up, “yes, dove?”
“i love you”
and he can’t help the grim that stretches his cheeks, heart beating rapidly, locked away in his ribcage though so close to bursting through his skin. a heart full of awfully delicious love, ready for you to consume.
“and yet, i might love you more” he tells you.
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It’s About You - Kim Taehyung
Note: Happy Birthday to @taeandpuppies
Warnings: AU, smut, nudism, explicit language, descriptive scenes, brief nipple sucking, tummy licking, thigh licking, oral(female receiving), fingering, soft sex, unprotected sex, aftercare.
W/C: 3.9K
Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!
You step into the cabin and just as you closed the door you heard the heavens open and rain starts to pour down, Taehyung steps into the hallway, a big smile on his lips as he sees that you had returned home safely. You unsheathe your sword and lay it down to clean later in the evening, he watches as you remove the smaller dagger strapped to your thigh and place it down next to the sword.
“Did you catch it?” He softly asks, knowing the villagers nearby had asked for your help in catching a beast that was terrorising the town. “Or was it an unlucky day?” You make sure all your weaponry was removed before you stepped out of your shoes and towards him.
“A slightly unlucky day, but I’ve laid out a trapped for it,” You say and wrap your arms around his waist, his hands immediately fall down to your hips, and he pulls you against him. “Did you wait long for my return?” His forehead touches yours and his scent quickly invades all of your senses.
“Not long… just all day,” He says. When you and Taehyung had met roughly over eight years ago, you had saved him from being attacked, and had taken him in to tend to his wounds, when he had healed and was healthy enough to return home, he refused to go and insisted on staying with him, and slowly you both fell for each other, which had led to you dating, and now eight years later you couldn’t be happier that he had decided to stay. “Come, sit and relax, I know just the thing to make all your stress melt away,” He pulls you towards the couch and has you sit down.
“Relaxing definitely will help,” You say. He only hums and leans over you, pressing his hands into the backrest of the couch. You lift your head and come face to face with him. You could feel his breathing gently reach your face before his head dips a little lower, his lips almost touching yours.
“There is another method…” He mutters. His eyes are half-closed as he looks down at you. “If you’re up for that method,” You slowly nod your head and his lips make contact with yours. You immediately reach up, placing your hand on the back of his neck and pulling him closer. The sound of lips moving quickly begins moving through the room, the temperature quickly rises, and you can feel the want, the need to have him, grow just as quickly.
He pulls away from the kiss and his lips begin moving along your jaw before going down your neck, his hands move away from the backrest of the couch, and you feel them curl into the hem of your shirt, and he begins removing it. Your hand slides into his hair and your breathing become heavier. You feel him move his legs between yours to push them apart.
“Tae…” You breathe out, your eyes shutting at the feeling of his lips and warmth against your skin. His knuckles brush over your skin as he pushes the shirt higher and higher. You pull your hand away from his hair as his lips pull away from your neck to remove your shirt completely. His head dips down, and his lips attach to your skin just at the curve of your breast started and kiss downwards while his hand slips between your back and the couch. “Oh, hmm,” Your eyes flutter as you feel his warm lips moving over your skin.
“The most amazing woman on the planet,” He mutters against your skin. You could feel his fingers fumble with the fabric of your bra. “My angel,” You feel your bra loosen before feeling him pull the straps down your arms and pull the fabric away from your body. “My badass beautiful angel,” His lips slide lower and pause at your nipple. “So hot also,” His lips wrap around your nipple, and his eyes continue to look up at you as he begins sucking on it.
“Oh… my…” You breathe out. You watch him lower down between your legs onto his knees, and his hands grip your sides as he holds himself against you to keep his lips on you. “Tae…” Your eyes flutter and you move your hand back to his hair, running your fingers through it. You could feel your skin heating up more and more and wetness pooling between your folds. His lips release your nipple, and you gasp as you watch his tongue flatten against your ribcage and slowly move lower, leaving a wet trail behind on your skin.
“It’s about you,” He says. “Making you feel good, and me showing you how in love I am with every part of you,” His tongue presses down against your skin just above your waistband, and he licks upwards. His hands, on your sides, slide down and curl into the waistband and begins pushing it down. You lift your hips, allowing him to completely remove your pants along with your panties and quickly discard them to the side.
“And what if I want to do the same with you?” You ask. Your breathing already deepening as you feel his tongue glide over your tummy. His hands rest on top of your thighs, and you could feel his chin rubbing against your mount every few times.
“Then you should save it for another night,” He says, and gently squeezes your thigh with one hand before sliding his tongue lower. Your legs press into the side of his arms as you feel his tongue slide over the crease of your hip and over your thigh before sliding to the inside of your thigh.
“Tae…” You moan out and tilt your head back against the backrest. Your hand moves with his head, and you feel his tongue swipe along the inside of your thigh, his nose brushing against the crease of your thigh before disappearing as his tongue slides away. “Hmm…” His tongue disappears, only to reappear on your other thigh and slide closer and closer to your pussy. Only to pause when his tongue almost reaches your folds. “Fuck…” Your fingers momentarily tighten in his hair before loosening.
“Want me there?” He asks, and before you could respond his face was pressing against your pussy, and you gasp at the sudden feeling. Your legs move over his shoulders and your thighs press against the side of his face. “Hmm, that’s it.”
“Shit, I,” You gasp. His breath was hot against your pussy, and you could feel his nose rubbing against your mound as he was slowly moving his face lower and lower, his hand on your thigh disappears and moments later you feel him spreading your folds a little more for him. Your eyes flutter as you feel his nose rub lightly against your clit, while you could feel his breathing against your soaked pussy. “Fu— Tae…”
“Just relax, it’s about you,” He mutters against your pussy before you feel his tongue swipe over your entrance, causing your entire body to twitch and for you almost to turn onto your side against the couch. His tongue slides upwards and reaches your clit, making your breathing deeper and deeper.
“Oh my…” You breathe out. You could feel your insides knotting together as they twist from the feeling he was causing you. His tongue slides over your clit before sliding back down to your entrance and circling around it. “Oh, ohhh,” His tongue moves upwards again, and you think he’s going to lick over it again, only to gasp and lift your hips into his face as he sucks the sensitive nub between his lips. “Oh, oh, my…” Your eyes shut, and you press your head against the backrest. His fingers spread your folds slowly and begin rubbing along the inside of your folds before slowly moving closer and closer to your entrance.
“Fu— Tae… oh,” Your skin was becoming wet as sweat coats it, your toes curl, and you press your legs harder into his shoulders. “Oh!” His fingers circle your entrance, and you could feel your insides shift and twist before a tightening feeling begins forming inside you. “Go—” You were cut off by your own gasp as you feel him tease your entrance, teasing to slip his digits into you.
You could hear your heart rate drumming in your ears, and for a moment, you swear you could hear your own blood rushing through you with how hot your body was getting. You lick your lips and quickly realize how swollen they were from already licking them so much, your fingers curl into his hair and your heels dig into his sides as you try and squeeze your legs even more together.
“Hmm, mhh,” He hums against your clit, the sensation, the feeling, immediately makes you lift your hips again and right into his face, seeking more of that feeling. “Hmm,” You were practically rubbing yourself against him before you felt a hand, his hand, press down against your tummy and push you down against the couch.
“Dammit, Tae… fuck,” You gasp out, barely finding enough breath to get your words out. Your mind was slowly slipping, and you could feel your muscles beginning to stiffen. “TAE!” You gasp out, tugging at his hair for a moment before releasing it and reaching up and behind you to grip not the backrest. Two digits slipped into you, and you could hear your wetness squelching as he pushes them more into you. “OH!” You grip onto the couch tighter and feel his fingers press against your walls. “Taaaeee,” You could feel his knuckles almost press against your pussy before he slid his fingers from you halfway, pushing them back into you and repeating the movement.
“Shit, fuck, I,” You could see specs of dust starting to form behind your eyelids, the tension inside you was becoming bigger and bigger. His fingers curl inside you and press down against your walls, almost tugging on them, before pulling his fingers from you until just the tips remained inside you. “Tae… Oh,” Your legs press down harder against his shoulders as you feel a third digit slip into you. “Taaaeeee,” His tongue flicks over your clit, and it feels like your breathing was caught in your throat for a moment. Your toes curl and you feel something inside you snap before a heat moves through your body, stars explode behind your lids and your mind was tossed into the clouds. “TAE!”
“Hmm,” He hums against your pussy as you cum on his face, coating his hand and chin with your juices. His fingers move faster and faster, easing you through the high while his lips were pulling at your clit, making it feel like he was pulling your orgasm right out of you.
“Oh, fu- oh, my, I, Tae,” You babble out, not finding any words to say from how good you felt. “Uhh, I,” His fingers tug at your walls before they disappear, and his mouth release your clit. “Taaeee.” His tongue presses down against your entrance, and he licks a strip upwards, licking up some of your juices.
“Hmm, my angel, so good,” He says and sits back on his knees, moving one hand to your knee while bringing his fingers to his mouth to clean them. Your chest heaves as you try to catch your breath, stars still dancing behind your lids as you come down from the high you just had. You hear a wet sound and lift your head, opening your eyes as you do, and found him licking his fingers clean while his eyelids were fluttering. “Delicious,” You swallow and feel a whimper leave the back of your throat. He looks at you and reaches for his shirt and pulls it over his head, your eyes immediately move lower to take him in, all of him, every part of him that you loved so damn much. You sit forward and grip his shoulders and pull him towards you, crashing your lips against his and kissing him hotly.
One of your hands slides down his shoulder, over his chest and over his stomach to reach for his pants, feeling his hands already working on undoing them. You feel him begin to push you back against the couch as you both work on getting his pants off, it doesn’t take long before he was kicking his pants and underwear to the side and turning you to lie down on the couch while he moves to hover above you. He breaks the kiss, leaving you both breathless and gasping for air.
“Your kisses always leave me so dazed and wanting more,” He says before sitting back on his knees. “And this, you, all of you… leaves me intoxicated,” His hands press against your hips and slowly slide down and over your thighs.
“And how do you think you leave me?” You ask. “Just fine?” He smiles and rubs his hands over your thighs. “You steal my breath away every time, and leave me dizzy,” He lifts one hand and wraps it around himself. “My heart drums in my chest every time…” He smiles and squeezes your thigh with his other hand. “For over seven years now, I love you.”
“I love you too,” He says. “For maybe a little over seven years,” You smile up at him and feel him move his cock between your folds. “And I’m going to make slow love to you now, to show you just how much I love you,” You suck in a deep breath as you feel him move his cock up and down between your folds, coating it with your juices. He pushes the tip of his cock into you before moving his hand to your thigh and slowly moves his hips forward, pushing himself into you slowly and making you feel every inch of him. “Ohh, uhm,” He moves your thigh that was against the backrest around his waist and leans over you, his heat quickly radiating onto you.
“Hmm, mh,” You moan and wrap one arm around him, moving your fingers through his hair and pulling him even closer to you. “Already… feels…” You could feel his breath hot against your face. “Good,” His hips meet yours, and he groans loudly as he feels your warm walls softly pulsing around him. His forehead rests against yours, your noses touching and your stomachs rubbing against each other, the close intimate feeling building and building.
“Hmm, so good,” He mutters. His hand moves upwards and runs his fingers through your hair, pushing them back, and keeps his hand there. His hips slowly lift, and you feel his cock slowly slide out from you halfway before stopping and sliding back into you. The sound of your wetness squelching reaches your ears and fills the room, his soft groans and grunts also fill your ears, and it sounded so good.
“I, Tae, fuck,” You moan. You wrap your other leg around his waist and hook your ankles behind his back, digging your heels into his lower back at the sensation you were feeling. His movements were slow and deep, which was making your mind spin.
“My badass angel,” He mumbles and presses his lips against your jaw, and begins kissing along it. “My beautiful angel, hmm, uhh,” His groans are getting closer to your ears, and you could feel your walls begin to squeeze around him. You reach up with your other hand and grab onto his shoulder.
“Tae, oh,” You breathe out, your eyes shut as you feel your body becoming lost in the sensual feeling. The slowness of it all, how you could feel the love practically oozing from him onto you. “I love you so much,” His lips reach your earlobe, and you feel your insides twist and flip, his hot breath right there against your skin.
“I love you so much, so much,” He mutters, and then you feel a harsh thrust into you, making you gasp for air. Your head presses against the couch as your high gets closer and closer. “There aren’t enough words,” Your legs were starting to feel tingly, and you could feel heat travelling up your legs. One of his hands slip between your bodies, and he cups your mound before his fingers were on your clit, slowly rubbing around the throbbing nub.
“Taaeee,” You whine. Your eyes roll to the back of your head behind your lids, and you could feel yourself edging closer to your release once more. “Tae, Tae, oh, fuck, Taaee,” His hips were slow as they rolled into you and his fingers were toying with your clit. “Ohh, uhh,” Your grip on his hair tightens as you feel your walls clamping down around him.
“That’s it, let it go, for me,” He whispers before tugging on your ear with his lips. It was like a switch was flipped inside you, you lift your hips to meet his, and you feel the tension inside you snap. Your toes curl in pleasure, and you let out whimpers and whines as you come undone, your grip on his shoulder was slipping as sweat was coating his beautiful honeyed skin, and yours as well.
“Taaeeee!” Your bodies were slipping against each other, it was a hot sweaty mess, and the feeling of it was intoxicating, addicting. His movements begin picking up, not able to hold himself back any more from moving faster, his high was close, and he could feel the head of his cock throbbing with a heartbeat, needing to get his release also.
“Oh, oh… it’s you, oh,” He groans out, words spilling from his mouth, not even sure what to say at the feeling. He pulls his hand away from your clit and holds onto your hip, his stomach presses against yours each time his hips make contact with yours, and you could faintly feel the muscles in his stomach twitching and pulling. “Go- oh,” His head drops against your shoulder as his hips move faster and faster. “Angel…” He groans out, and you feel his hips falter for a moment before feeling ropes of cum spilling into you and his hips rocking against yours to ease himself through his high as you were coming down from yours.
“Tae, fuck…” You mumble and slowly release his hair and run your fingers down his neck and pause once they reach the spot between his shoulders. “Next time I’ll take care of you,” You feel his lips move against your shoulder before he lifts it up to look at you.
“Did it melt away some stress?” He asks. He runs his fingers fully through your hair before moving it down your arm and pulling your hand away from his back to interlock his fingers with yours. You nod your head with a soft ‘Hmm’. “I knew it would,” He sits back on his knees and slowly lets his eyes roam over you, taking in all of you. You do the same, taking in his sweat-coated skin, and the glow surrounding him. “Next time, this will be in the bedroom.”
“Oh, much easier, that way I can also tend to you,” You say. He licks his lips and looks down to where he was still inside you.
“You already tend to me so much,” He mutters. “But if you wish to tend more, I wouldn’t say no,” He squeezes your hand before slowly sliding himself from you. You whimper and take in a deep breath as you feel your walls pulse around him, trying to keep him in place. “But now it’s time for another type of tending,” He leans down and places a kiss between your tits before unwrapping your legs from around him and climbing off the couch. You could feel your mixed releases spilling from you. You quickly sit upright, gasping at how wet your inner thighs felt. “Let me help you,” His arm immediately moves around you and lifts you from the couch.
“Thank you.” You softly say. Your legs felt like they could give out from underneath you at any moment. The trip to the bathroom was slow and steady, but neither of you minded. “Just clean me, we can shower later,” He nods his head and lifts you onto the bathroom counter.
“Can’t promise that I won’t make you cum again at some point,” He says. You watch him wet a wash cloth before stepping between your legs, your legs twitch as you feel him cup your pussy with the lukewarm cloth and slowly clean your folds and inner thighs.
“If you do that, then I can’t promise you won’t be on your knees later in the shower,” You say. Your head falls back as you gasp when he presses the cloth against your clit.
“Can you do that whether I make you cum right now or not?” He asks. “Because I want to be on my knees for you every way I can be,” You lift your head and look at him, his fingers carefully and slowly moving the cloth between your folds. “To worship my goddess angel,” You swallow and slowly nod your head before he pulls the cloth away.
“Let me clean you right now, though,” You say and take the cloth from his hands. You rinse it before reaching lower, he lets out a groan as he feels the cloth wrap around his cock and slowly moves along his length. You slowly clean him, making sure everything was off him before rinsing the cloth once more. “How about we cuddle tonight, in a blanket fort with a view from the window?”
“I’ll begin to get the blankets for the fort,” He says. “And then we should make something to drink and snack on also,” You nod your head, and he helps you off the counter. “But first, let me just get my shirt for you,” He disappears out of the bathroom and a moment later he was back and helping you into one of his shirts.
“Nothing for my lower half?” You jokingly ask. He smiles and places his hand on your asscheek.
“I kind of want to keep looking at your pretty ass,” He says before urging you out of the bathroom with him behind you. “It’s so beautiful,” You shake your head and turn around, pushing yourself against him fully, your hand pressing against his chest and slowly sliding down. “I…”
“It might cost you dearly later tonight if this is what you want,” You say. He swallows and feels your hand travelling lower. “Are you prepared for that?” He rapidly nods his head. “Then stay just like this, I always look at your handsome self,” You move onto your toes, and he lowers his head to meet you halfway, kissing you softly while wrapping his arm around you, and pulling you more against him. You quickly break the kiss and stare up at him. “Let’s go start that blanket fort,” And with that, you break out of his hold and move down the hallway.
“Coming,” He mutters before quickly following you. He was going to have a lot of trouble keeping his hands to himself with you looking this beautiful because he purposely forgot to bring you some panties. You, however, were going to make him squirm just a little, especially while setting up the blanket fort.
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Hmm how about Taehyung, 12am and Aftercare
A long day together
Genre: Lovely Smut
Pairing: Dom Kim Taehyung (V) and 💕Sub💕Female Reader
Poisons: BareBack, Overstimulation, Daddy, Clit stimulation, G-spot stimulation, Praising, Dirtytalk, Making out and Nippleplay
You fell onto the bed breathing heavily, Taehyung released your hair for a few moments as he took a few deep breaths, he looked down at you and then gently fixed your hair a second. He gently kissed your back before grabbing your hips and pulling them back up again into position making you whine. “Daddy you said you only wanted a quickie tonight.” You said, as you started moving your away hips already tired. Both of you had already gone five rounds together, but taehyung grabbed your hips a bit tighter and then pull you back to him.
“Please, I know you’re tired but I just need you one more time.” he said before thrusting deep inside you again, you moaned out feeling him deep inside you again. Taehyung slowly started thrusting increasing his speed, then reached down and started rubbing your clit again. “I thought you loved it when Daddy spends extra time with you don’t you?” He asked smiling down at you, “We already spent the whole day on a date together, staying up with me isn’t so bad is it?” He added. You opened your mouth to say something, but taehyung readjusted himself a bit and started thrusting up against your g-spot.
Your moans got louder as he kept your hips still making sure you didn’t squirm out of place. He thrust his cock deeper inside your pussy from the base, only taking it out until only his tip was inside you. His fingertips swirled around your clit faster making you moan out, “Just fuck me I can’t cum anymore.” You said making him chuckle. “Sex feels so much better for me when you’re excited too, it just makes me wanna cum faster.” Taehyung replied before leaning down and kissing your cheek. You grabbed the bedsheets trying to keep yourself tame, until you suddenly moaned out and came again as he continued thrusting into you.
Taehyung moved your head to the side and kissed your lips deeply as he thrust faster. You tried to break the kiss to say something, but he just kissed you deeper sliding his tongue inside your mouth. After a few moments, he broke the kiss and sat up again as he fixed his grip on you again, then started thrusting faster and harder inside making both of your skin slap together roughly. You started squirming trying to get out of his grip, he kept you as still as he could as he felt himself getting closer too.
“Oh my god, I’m fucking gonna-.” Taehyung moaned out and came deep inside you, before laying on top of you gently hugging you. Taehyung slowly thrust inside you, softly fucking all of his cum into you. ”You’re such a precious baby girl and my sweetheart, thank you so much for tonight. I had such a great with you and you did so good for daddy tonight.” He said before finally gently pulling his cock out of your pussy, Taehyung flipped you over onto your back and looked down at you blushing thinking he wasn’t done with you yet.
He kissed your lips deeply again and you closed your eyes kissing him back, then he kissed your cheek and down your neck to your chest. His tongue slid up against your breast to your nipple, he lightly started sucking on it as his other hand started massaging the other one. You started moaning softly as he swirled his tongue around your hard nipple, his focus shifting to your other breast and his mouth wrapped around your other nipple. This time his sucking was rough as your nipple was gently being tugged on, he gently stopped then sat up he got up off the bed, then lightly grabbed your hand as you looked up at him.
“You’ve been such a great girl today, let me help you get ready for bed.” He said smiling at you. You grabbed his hand and he helped you up and into the bathroom, both of you got into the shower together, and helped you wash up. After both of you finished you got dressed and fixed up the bed before laying down together, taehyung grabbed the remote and turned the tv on then started looking through the channels. “Look, it's already midnight.” said taehyung, you looked over the clock on the screen and it said “12:00 am.” making you blush a little. “I didn't even know we could go that long.” he before clicking on a movie.
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Chapter 7- The Move
Authors note- I am so sorry it has been taking me so long to write, every time I sat down to write, I just had writer's block and nothing was working. However, I am on holiday in France right now, and the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and I finally found inspiration. This isn't a long chapter but I hope you all enjoy it.
total word count: 2.4k
warnings:
warnings: mentions of weight, AFAB character, mentions of female body parts, references to the weight of M/C, loosely based on my own research of the ancient Korean royalty system, bullying, loneliness, anxiety, money problems, mentions of how other people view characters body
message me if you feel I need more warnings or if you would like to be a proofreader!
As soon as the words came out of your mother's mouth, the smile on Namjoons face changed from one of nervousness to one of genuine happiness. Taking a step back from your family, Namjoon moves to talk to the audience.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, I apologise for what just happened. Let us move on to the next event! I sincerely hope that you enjoy the music and food! Please, enjoy yourselves!” he speaks, his hands moving to clasp together as he finishes his sentence. The crowd stays where they are, still reeling from the events that have already happened this evening.
You turn your head to make brief eye contact with Namjoon, to find that he was already looking at you. He takes a step towards you and offers his arm to you. Smiling brightly at the man, you try to place your arm in his as elegantly as possible, knowing that the court is watching you. Once your arms are connected, Namjoon smiles down at you. His smile passed on words that his mouth couldn’t say at present.
You look behind you to see where your mother was, to find Yoongi offering her arm to your mother. Your siblings had been a part of the crowd and they would not be joining you for the dinner, which weirdly made you feel a little less nervous, as they wouldn’t be able to tell embarrassing stories of you growing up to the man you were about to marry.
The walk to the separate room where the dinner would be held took about a minute. The large group of you meander down halls and through some doors before arriving at the final place. Inside the room was a table in a circular shape. There was one large throne-like chair similar to the one that was in the hall at the top of the table from where you were standing. To the left of that chair was another chair that almost looked like one of the throne room chairs. And to the right of that large throne-like chair were two more slightly decorated chairs. The other six chairs were decorated with the titles of the men who would be sitting there spread evenly around the circle. Namjoon led you to the chair to the right of the large chair. He pulled the chair out, making you blush, as it was very uncommon for a king to do this for anyone. Once you were sat, he did the same for your mother and then his own before sitting down. Looking around you, you noticed that everyone was smiling. You took this moment to look at what everyone was wearing, only having the chance to see what the King, the Queen Dowager, Yoongi and your mother had been wearing. The boys were all wearing various shades of red and white. The colour complements their skin brilliantly underneath the lamplight. It made their eyes shine even brighter than they already were. Taking in a deep breath you allow yourself to feel happy and content at this moment. You felt free and able to finally breathe.
Moments, after you were all sat down, the doors opened and two lines of servants filed into the room, some holding food, some holding drinks, some had cups and some had cutlery. Before your very eyes, the things in their hands were set out in their perfect positions, cups were filled as well as plates and hearts were opened, as the conversation began.
Namjoon manages to sneakily move his chair as close to you as he can without making the other boys jealous, which he knows will lead to the young ones play fighting, and who knows how that’ll end. Catching your eyes, he leans closer to you, and you lean closer to him. He speaks in a quiet tone, the smile showing in his eyes and on his lips. “Thank you for accepting my proposal, I promise I will make you the happiest woman alive, as you have made me and my boys- I mean men, the last few weeks” he speaks.
“My king, do not fear, I know of the relationship between you and the boys- I mean men” you copy, making him laugh before you continue “I have come to love each and every one of you and I would be honoured to join your family”. The smile on Namjoon’s face when you tell him this, makes his smile larger, and a blush fall from his ears to his cheeks. Namjoon takes your hand before speaking again “Well if that’s the case then I can’t wait to marry you, and 50 days can’t come soon enough, Nae salang/Sarang”. Seconds later, he lets go of your hand before standing up to address the people in the room.
Firstly, he turns to the servants “Thank you for your work, you may go and enjoy the party, this can all be cleared up tomorrow, tonight we celebrate.” Then he turns to the people at the table, clasping his cup, he brings it to the air “And to my family, let us celebrate a union of two families, let us celebrate love in all its forms and let us celebrate our blessings. To celebrating!” he says, lifting his glass every so slightly higher at the end of his statement.
“To celebrating!” everyone yells in unison, with their classes similarly raised in the air to the kings. Once everyone has yelled out, Namjoon sits down, and the conversations re-begin. Memories are shared between people, laughter is heard and love is shared. In that room, love and happiness were evident for even a blind man to see and feel.
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The next day you woke up to a knock at your door. It was Hwasa waking you up.
“Good morning your majesty,” she tells you “You have a busy day today, we must get you bathed and dressed”.
“Please do not call me ‘Your Majesty’” you giggle to Hwasa, “you’ll give me an ego,” you tell her with a wink. She laughs alongside you, before taking your hand and bringing you back into the bathing room. “Today's bath will be shorter as you have a very busy day, I will come back and collect you when it is time, do you need anything else ma’am?” she asks. You smile and shake your head, excited to enjoy your bath no matter how long you would be in it.
Stepping into the bath, you allow yourself to feel the warmth surrounding your body, the muscles that were tense from anxiety the past few days slowly releasing and making your body feel at ease. You dip your head into the bath, allowing your hair to enjoy the water as well. The bath is exactly what you needed this morning, and you were relieved that it was able to be added to your busy schedule.
Around 15 minutes later, Hwasa walks back into the room, holding a long cloth that would dry you and a silken red robe with dragons embroidered into it. “The king and his men had this made for you. They had them make it as soon as you agreed to be the royal bride” she tells you. This information brings a smile to your face, and once your cloth is tied around you, you reach out for the robe, wanting to feel it in your hands. You place the robe delicately around your shoulders as you follow Hwasa out of the room, and into where you dressed each day. On your way, however, you noticed that all of your stuff had been placed into boxes.
“Why is my stuff in boxes? I thought I was to stay…” your voice trembles, anxiety hitting you like a brick wall.
“Do not worry” Hwasa reassures, “you are staying, you are just being moved to a different courtyard closer to the king and his men, it is tradition. You will be transferred from the emerald apartment to the cherry blossom courtyard, which is on the other side of the cherry blossom garden. Oh, a letter has arrived for you today by the way!”
“A letter? Who from?” you ask as Hwasa hands you the letter. You pull the wax away from the envelope and open it up.
Her future royal highness, y/n,
This letter was written to you regarding the royal engagement. It is a formal proposal letter. Please enjoy you’re new homing in the Cherry Blossom Garden. If you need anything, please do not hesitate to contact any of us.
Sincerely,
King Kim Namjoon
And the boys
You giggled at the little addition at the bottom of the letter added by your boys, it made you even more sure that you were making the right decision. Folding the letter back up, you place it, along with the envelope on the dressing table near you.
“Well then, I guess we had better get ready so we can see this new venue.” you grinned at her.
Hwasa brings you over to the dressing table which still remained, sitting beautifully in front of two doors that would slide open. Realising this was your last day here, you decided to be bold and ask the woman, who had quickly become your friend, to open those doors whilst you had your hair and makeup done. She agreed but notified you that you must get dressed first, turning her hand towards the cotton figurine that stood in the doorway near your bedroom. Looking over at the hanbok you noticed the colour, it was a deep red colour, similar to the one you wore to the dinner the other day. And similar to the other, you noticed a gold band along the bottom of the skirt. Looking closer at it you noticed that it had been embroidered with both the seal of the dragon, one of royalty, and the seal of your house, tigers. Your heart lept with warmth and love at the thoughtfulness of your boys. A part of you felt weird calling them your boys when you haven’t had more than a crush before in your life. But in the same way, you have never felt more loved in your life. With a smile, you turned to Hwasa and stood to allow her to help you get ready.
Once you were dressed, minus your gomusin and beoseon, you sat down and looked at yourself in the mirror as Hwasa opened the doors allowing the light to flood into the room. Feeling the warmth on your face, you felt at peace for the first time in a very long time. Hwasa and Hyo-Seong quickly moved on to applying your makeup and hair. The makeup was applied with a sense of regality that hadn't quite been there in the past times your makeup was done. Next was your hair, pulled in different directions and braided before being placed into an updo. Two matching hair pins are slid into the final hair-do, making it perfect. It still felt unreal to look at yourself in the mirror as your hair was done by two of the king’s servants. A sudden anxiety hit you as you realised you were to become the royal bride in less than 2 months. Noticing the anxious look on your face, Hwasa places a gentle hand on your shoulder, offering you a kind but small smile.
“Your mother should be here soon, she was staying in the azurite apartment, but she will also be moving to the cherry blossom courtyard to stay with you until the wedding.”
As soon as the words fell from her lips, the anxiety that was building in your heart melted away till there was barely any left. Hwasa smiled at your now relaxed face, before picking up your makeup and opening the bits she needed.
“Now… let's do your makeup so we can go and see your new residence” Hyo-Seong smiled at the two of you.
After a few minutes, your makeup was done and you stood from your seat, you took one last look at the view from where you had been sat before turning towards the door and putting on your beoseon and gomusin. Hwasa and Hyo-Seong each took a door and opened it, allowing you to exit from the apartment you had spent the last two weeks in for the final time. To your surprise, Yoongi and Namjoon were waiting outside, surrounded by some of their guards, whose faces you had come to recognise but had yet been unable to put a name to. Noticing that the doors had opened up, Namjoon and Yoongi looked up, seeing you. The smiles on their faces brought a smile to your own.
Namjoon steps towards you, followed closely by the older but shorter man. The younger man reaches you within a few steps and greets you with a bow. The cat-like man followed his suit. Standing to full height once again, Namjoon grins at you.
“Good morning my queen, I take it you know where you are to move to today?” he asked, the grin just as wide at the end of his question as it was at the beginning. Pretending that you didn’t know, you let the grin that was on your face fall.
“Are you sending me home your Highness?” You asked with mock sadness on your face. Namjoon’s smile fell instantly, as did the man smile behind him.
“NO!” He yelled, moving towards you, before pausing. “I'm sorry, I mean… I mean no you are not being sent home” he spoke in a calmer tone. You took a step closer to the man before speaking again.
“Hmm,” you sighed, taking another step forward. “Well then…” you carried on, slipping your smaller hand into his much larger one. “I guess you’ll just have to guide me to wherever I am to be moved to today” you finished with a smile. Relief instantly flooded the men before you’s faces. Namjoons smile returned to his face, as he turned to Yoongi, “It looks like we have another prankster on our hands, don’t tell the maknaes, we need this one on our side.” Yoongi replied with a small nod of his head and a gorgeous smirk, agreeing with what the man before him had said, secretly planning pranks the two of you could do in his head. Namjoon grips your hand in his and turns towards the pathway that would take you to the cherry blossom courtyard.
“Let us go, my queen” he spoke quietly into your ear.
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Like the wind
pairing: Kim Taehyung x reader
genre: smut, enemies to lovers, angst, collage au, rich kid!Taehyung
warnings: slight mention of religion and god
check out chapter 1 here
Chapter 2: Tell me pretty lies, look me in the face
Hating someone feels disturbingly similar to being in love with them. Love and hate are related to each other in a complex manner;they are visceral. Your stomach twists at the thought of that person. Your blood rushes to your cheeks when someone mentions their name, the heart in your chest beats heavy and bright, nearly visible through your flesh and clothes. Every interaction spikes your blood with a dangerous kind of adrenaline, your body is barely under your control. You’re consumed, and it scares you.
That’s exactly how you felt about Kim Taehyung.
You can’t quite explain it, but even though you didn’t fancy him all too much, there was a part of you that wanted him near you. The mere mention of his name made your blood boil. Especially after that night.
You’d never felt this way about a person before. One minute you wanted to kill him the other you wanted to fuck him. Was there something wrong with you?
Out of all people, why him?
The thing that had been bothering you lately, the question that has been popping up in your head ever since that day;how did he feel about you?
He hasn’t contacted once. Not a single message, and you knew he could get your number if he wanted to, the thing is, he didn’t want to. If he wanted to communicate somehow, he would have, and that just confirms the thought that has been hiding in the back of your brain, too ashamed to come out because of how embarrassing it would be to admit to such a thing to yourself;that Taehyung only used you for his own pleasure. That he didn’t actually care about you, but only about what you did together. You were another victim that fell for him, and that frustrated you.
“Yo are you even listening to me?” Jin’s voice woke you up from your daydreaming. It was the first day of college, Jin was trying to explain accurately every professor’s background and personality. It was sweet of him to offer to help you out, but you didn’t really need it, especially since you were having an entire inner monologue about how much you fucked up things with Kim Taehyung before the semester even started. “Repeat what I just said” he ordered
“I’ve got to be honest…” you began, but before you could even come up with a poor excuse as to why you had been staring at the empty space for what was probably 15 minutes, Jin interrupted you.
“You weren’t even listening to me!” He whined
“Sorry, I have quite the busy mind” you chuckled and pushed his shoulder hoping he would brush this whole thing away and not ask any questions. “it’s almost 10, I’ve got to go”
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It almost felt like a dream when you took your first step into Hashfield college. You thought you were mentally prepared for what you were about to witness in this school, but you immediately felt your jaw drop when your gaze caught on a striking woman with . . . questionable style. She wore a mink shawl in September, over a thin olive-green dress, and thigh-high boots. Long blonde hair fell in smooth waves, and with her fake eyelashes and large hoop earrings, she was like an ad to the seventies era. And, as if she wasn’t doing her job well enough, she blew a pink bubble and popped it, her eyes narrowing on you like you were the one whose style was four decades too late.
Now, judging someone based on how they dressed for school was not a habit of yours, but the attitude she was wearing along with her outfit was definitely annoying you a bit.
Just by the way she made a grimace at a couple of girls that simply passed by her, minding their own business (an asset very rare for insiders) screamed what type of girl she was.
You know the kind, probably a cheerleader, or a leader in some kind of attention seeking club, popular, possibly had every jock wrapped around her fingers. These type of girls, they never leave high school, they never abandon that mindset, it stays with them. Mean, cavalier, superficial... The kind who doesn’t have a thought stay in her head too long or else she needs a nap. If polar opposites were ever in the same room, it was her and you, undoubtedly.
She was surrounded by 2 fit guys and a red head that was carrying a handbag that matched hers. If she was Regina George then that was definitely Gretchen Wieners.To your disappointment, you watched as a very familiar back approached them. Kim Taehyung. Of fucking course he hanged out with that type of crowd.
The fact that you had to walk passed them to get to your class seemed like a form of torture. You wish the earth would just open in two, and shallow you in. You felt your heart beat faster and faster, and you tried to move quickly to avoid them like they were a bunch of hyenas and you were a sheep whose survival instincts had kicked in. As if things couldn’t get any worse, just when you were about to surpass them, thinking you’ve succeeded in staying invisible and out of Taehyung’s sight, you hear a male voice calling your name
“Y/n!! Surprised you actually showed up. Hope this sight lasts” Jungkook’s voice made a bunch of slurs rush to your mind.
You hated the fact that your gaze immediately met Taehyung’s, as if it was reaching out to him, or even worse, searching for him. He stood there, simply wearing gray nike sweatpants and a white Celine t-shirt, yet you swear he looked a hundred times better than any model you’ve ever seen. He was larger than life in this hallway. Or maybe, this hall was just small? No, it looked like a normal-sized hallway. Ugh, get a grip.
“Hoped you’d chicken out last minute” Taehyung’s indifferent voice ran down your spine, with a strange thrill following in its wake. You’d never admit it, but you had strangely longed for the the alluring feeling his voice gave you.
“Glad that my presence made all of you so excited” you scoffed
“Excited is kind of overselling it, don’t you think?”Taehyung answered almost immediately.
“I’d argue differently” You gave him a look that conveyed;you were definitely excited when you went down on me the other night, Kim Taehyung.
The blonde girl pursed her lips in annoyance when all of the attention had shifted from her to you “Excuse me, who even are you?” She regarded you like someone would watch Animal Planet—like you were another species and possibly dull entertainment.
“I really need to get to class-” You could feel blood rushing to your cheeks when Jungkook’s elbow rested on your shoulder out of the blue.
All these years had passed since the last time you were this close to Jeon Jungkook, however his aura had remained the same. Cold, alarming yet somehow attractive. You caught a glimpse of Taehyung’s eyebrow raising slightly. Almost as if he was jealous “She’s Y/N” Jungkook said “The outsider”
The girl’s face light up in surprise, like she had just met someone from a different planet “Incredible” A judgmental eye look traveled carefully from top to bottom. Your insides were flaming in anger, what was she looking at? “Never seen one so up close before. You’re quite the talk these days.” A condescending smile painted her rich blonde girl face. “I mean an outsider!. In Hashfield? It’s wild”
You swallowed your pride knowing that arguing with these types of girls would only do you harm. You took one last look at Taehyung but the minute your eyes locked he turned his head to the side, as if he was embarrassed to even look at you.
Strange. You’ve never seen him like this before.
“As I was saying, I really need to get to class.” Your tone cold and indifferent, completely masking the wide range of emotions you were experiencing all at once.
•••
You never really understood the way that some people romanticized university life.
In movies and television shows, it’s all soft acoustic indie music playing over the image of some girl reading in a library, and an attractive mysterious guy gazing at her from afar, time seemed to have almost stopped as he was slowly falling in love with her.
Reality was far less idyllic.
Studying at the library was a battle between you and your attention span, the constant whispers exchanged between two annoying friends that weren’t aiding your situation at all, and the long ass paragraphs that became intelligible after four sentences, so you had to restart again from the beginning a few times before you read through the whole thing—still not understanding half of it nonetheless.
After what seemed like an hour of struggling to comprehend the difference between salve and salvete you realized Latin would probably be a bit more difficult than you had initially expected. You got up and paced towards one of the many enormous bookshelves to grab a book called “The modern guide to the not so modern Latin” this should help, you thought.
“You going to stand there and stare at that book all day, or are you going to move? Pretty sure just looking at it won’t win you any points anyway” the smooth, low, familiar voice that left Taehyung’s downturned mouth caught you off guard. You immediately jerked your head up to face him. Messy dark curls fell in his eyes accompanied with unexpectedly delicate features and cold, somewhat impatient gaze.
You blinked at him blankly, your stomach dipped like a tilt-a-whirl. You were finally alone with him for the first time after that night, and just as the smell of freshly baked sweet potatoes with turkey brought you back to a Christmas dinner with your mom and aunt, his cologne brought you back to when he was all over you, kissing your neck. “Pretty sure you’re not getting any extra points for being a pain in the ass either, but hey, look at you” you replied quickly, finding your tongue and only narrowly fighting back the annoyance that threatened to seep into your tone.
He replied by simply curling his lips up slightly, almost as if he was amused by your response. His eyes flickered up to the bookshelf as he peeled his attention from you, probably scanning for some kind of book ad you took a moment to admire his sharp jawline. When he’d finally spotted it, he took a step forward and as if you were the same poles of a magnet, you took one back. He chuckled at your obvious try to avoid him and extended his right hand to grab a book that was titled “Everything and nothing about the history of religion”
“Didn’t have you for a guy that would read this stuff, thought you said you lost God a long time ago”
You watched as he quirked a dark eyebrow “Guess you haven’t forgotten everything about me” He slipped one hand into his pocket as his gaze fell down your body “You know, there’s a lot of time to read in here, and I’ve read it all” he sighted “Talmud, Torah, Quran, Tae Te Ching” he smiled at you “Buddhism, Islam, Judaism, Jainism. Figured if I was looking for God, I should look everywhere.” He made a pause “Came out of that an atheist” he shrugged his shoulders
“Bet that’s a story” you said, gesturing to the book he was holding
“It is and it isn’t. I’m just in the middle of a project right now, besides, history behind religion was always more fascinating to me than the religion itself”
“Oh right, well, that sounds interesting, I’ll leave you to it then” Really? You couldn’t think of a less idiotic response? He just opened up about something clearly personal and you were too awkward to keep a normal conversation flow going? Embarrassed, you took a step to go around him and completely disappear—but, before you could, something grabbed your wrist.
He grabbed your wrist.
His grip felt like a band of fire; rough, calloused fire. A cool breath of fear mixed with something boiling hot leaked into your bloodstream. He stood only a few centimeters away from you, his grip the only thing connecting the two of you.
“Just so I know, are we going to pretend that night never happened?” his deep voice reached your ears
“What?” You breathed, your train of thought lost because of the hand wrapped around your wrist. It wasn’t a hard grip, but it was heavy, firm, immovable. It made you aware of how much smaller you were, how unnerved and out of place you felt. How you couldn’t leave unless he chose to release you.
He took a step closer as he watched you with an inquisitive gaze. Your heart felt close to stopping and your skin was burning up. “Are you going to pretend my dick wasn’t inside your mouth a few days ago?” he lowered his voice and you felt like you were about to pass out.
“I don’t know, are you going to pretend you weren’t in between my legs?” You managed to say and tried to pull your wrist away but he didn’t let you go.
Your pulse fluttered when his thumb brushed your knuckles. A smile painted all over his face like he had just done something he was proud of. “You know, if you want another round, all you have to do is ask”
“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” You said, breathing out an annoyed sigh as you brushed a piece of hair back from your face “Stop treating me like some girl that’s obsessed with you” you tried to free yourself from his grip “Let go!”
His gaze came back to your face, and you looked at each other for a moment. His grip slipped down your wrist, palm, fingers. The rough pads of his fingertips brushed your softer ones, and made your heart skip a beat. “I don't regret a single second I've spent with you, do you?”
What the hell? That was the last thing you expected to hear from his mouth and you didn’t know how you were supposed to respond. “Is this one of your sick jokes? Pretending to mean all these things when in reality all you want to see is how l’ll react? Because I’m tired of playing this game Taehyung, not this time, not with you.”
“No games” he pulled you even closer to his body “can’t you just listen to me?”
“I would if you talked to me. Do you know why I always need to have my guard up when it comes to you? Don’t you remember how embarrassed I was when you played that whole prank with Jungkook?” You pushed him away “Asshole, what makes you think it’s ok to play with people’s feelings like that?”
Two years ago. Jungkook was the only person you’d talk to, he was kind and seemed to like everything you did. The day after you’d confessed your feelings for him, you found out that the whole thing, Jungkook hanging out with you and pretending to like you, was a whole show Taehyung had put up. He’d made Jungkook do it. How dare he play with someone’s heart like that? What if all this was set up by him as well? You could never be too sure with him.
“Y/n, about that-“
“No. I’m done with you and your excuses. Just leave me alone” You cut him off “That night, I was drunk, and horny, and out of my head. Was it your dick I sucked? Sorry, can’t seem to remember that well, my memory is quite foggy” scorn laced your tone. You were done with him this time, you felt your blood boiling just by looking at him—and not in a good way.
“y/n come on-“
“You know, I really think that alcohol isn’t good or bad. But the version that can come out of me when I have enough to drink…yeah, she is bad. She’s careless and selfish and does things that I would never do sober.” Your tone monotonous, and your heart heavy as you know deep down that what you’re saying isn’t necessarily the truth. But you have to find a way in order to get away from Taehyung, he is bad for you, and you’re scared this whole thing is just another prank he carefully set up for you to fall in. But you knew better this time. “There is…a saboteur inside of me. she did everything that night, got it? And she left me to deal with the consequences of her actions.”
Taehyung pushed you with his body against a bookshelf. His right hand resting next to your head while you tried your best to control your breathing “You’re seriously going to pretend you didn’t love the way my tongue licked every inch of your skin?” His face centimeters away from yours as he stared at you dead in the eyes “The way you moaned my name?” He brought his right knee slightly up, just enough to push against your heat, providing the right amount of pressure to make your tummy tense up. How did he manage to have control over you yet once more? “The way you begged to eat my cum?” he breathed
“Stop…” your tone not very convincing, as you clearly didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. His mere knee was making you wetter than any other man ever did. And you hated him for that, you hated him for being the only one that made sucking someone’s dick enjoyable, so much you’d think about it every single night before you went to bed.
But love and hate seem to have an interesting relationship inside your head.
“Why are you putting on this whole show, when you feel the same things I do?” He placed his lips on the side of your neck, giving it a small and gentle kiss before facing you again “you smell amazing, you know that?”
The impact of his stare found a way to touch your skin. Again, a thing only he could do. The memory of him naked and exposed played on a loop, intense and hot, in your head. Just so you didn’t look like an intimidated little girl, you held his gaze for a breathless second.
Feel the same things I do?
What the hell did he mean by that? He wasn’t suggesting he actually viewed that night as something more than a meaningless hook up, was he? “I don’t have time for this, I need to get back to studying-“
“Studying, yeah” he jerked his head slightly backwards and sighted, and you couldn’t help but stare at his prominent Adam’s apple as it slowly moved. “Feels like I’m talking to a fucking wall sometimes” he took a step back
“I thought you loved walls” you smirked and distanced yourself from him “Next time, maybe don’t ghost me” you said with an indifferent voice, and maybe for a split second you wanted him to stop you one more time, grab you by your wrist and pull you in for a kiss, you closed your eyes and painted that picture in your head. But he never did.
It was for the best. Kim Taehyung was bad news, you knew how he treated girls, made them feel special and unique until he decided he was done with them. You were not going to allow yourself to fall for his little scheme. You caught a glimpse of his eyes, it was almost as if he was annoyed by you, as if you were the one who acted like a pretentious dick all the time.
You hated mornings
You couldn’t possibly describe how much.
Which was weird, considering dawn was your favorite part of the day, but the cold and empty feeling that you got when you first open your eyes is cruel and torturing. No matter how much you’d sleep, you would always feel tired when waking up.
Another reason why you hated mornings was because you had to get ready for Hashfield college. You had to find the right clothes and fix your hair and makeup. Not necessarily because you wanted to fit in but because that would make your day much easier. And it sounds dumb, but that was the case and you had to live with it.
There’s one thing you enjoyed about your dull mornings though, and that was the daily morning gossip call with Mina. She’d tell you everything that had happened last night and it would always make you even more jealous for the fact that you didn’t apply to a normal University outside of town instead of Hashfield. You could feel Mina’s excited voice. She was free. And you envied that.
“Ugh one thing I miss about Outfield is the coffee man, there’s just no competition”
“Uhh yeah sounds awful Mina you wanna switch places with me? Life sucks but at least coffee is bomb so I’d say it’s worth it right?”
Mina chuckled “I'll ignore your usual morning chipper and tell you all about the date I had last night”
You were always thankful for the distraction Mina provided every morning “I’m all ears”
“Okay, so” you could basically hear her smile through the phone “ "I was at the bar the other night and ran into this guy, his name's Beck, and we immediately hit it off, We talked for like, two hours afterwards, and he asked for my number. Few days ago he called and asked if I wanted to go out with him, and I was like hell yeah let's tear up the town. Guy picks me up at my apartment in this sleek ass car, and takes me out to this fancy pants restaurant, letting me order whatever I wanted, I mean this dude is loaded. Eventually I ask him what he does for a living, since he's got cash falling from the fuckin' sky. Apparently he works for the fucking Kim family? Isn’t it crazy how small the world is?”
“The Kim family!?” You repeated, it shouldn’t come as a surprise, the Kim business was booming the last decade, Taehyung’s father might be a shitty person but he is an awesome businessman.
“Y/n… you wanna know what’s even crazier?”
“Well I can’t say no now, can I?”
There was a small pause before Mina spoke again “He told me Kim Taehyung is going to be engaged soon.”
Words wouldn’t come out of your mouth.
You knew insiders were engaged early, basically, their parents wanted to secure business merges by having their kids engaged. It did good for business and insiders didn’t want to get married to outsiders in the first place, so it worked.
But Kim Taehyung? For some reason, you always thought he’d be a different case. He was known for his recklessness and not completely adhering to the rules inside the walls. He’d sleep with a lot of women, insiders and outsiders. He didn’t care about the gossip and he certainly didn’t care about what his daddy would say.
So yeah, in a way, hearing these news shocked you in more ways than one. “Are you sure? How would he know?”
“Talks around the office. You know how these things go y/n, if daddy says it then it’s law”
You hated mornings.
Perhaps, in hindsight, the fifth drink had been a mistake.
He isn't drunk, maybe tipsy, he hates to admit that he has grown a tolerance for alcohol. These many drinks into the evening, Taehyung’s short term memory wasn't up to its usual standards. Standing in the door of the bathroom, Taehyung thinks, 'Why am I in here?' It takes at least five seconds before he remembers that he wanted to pee , he's had five drinks and three glasses of water, and things are beginning to get urgent.
“Come ooooon we only have one fucking bathroom in this whole place” he listened to Jungkook’s stammering voice from the door. They had the same amount of alcohol but Jungkook was having a rougher time than him. Considering he apparently forgot there are two more restrooms downstairs.
Jerking his head back, letting his curls fall down, Taehyung thinks of you.
He wasn’t going to, he made a promise to himself to flick away this attraction he seemed to have for you. It wasn’t doing him any good and he knew things with you should remain platonic for your sake. He wasn’t a good guy, and he liked you enough as a person to keep a disntace before fucking everything up—like always.
Was it a week ago? He recalls that’s the last time he talked to you, in the library. Fuck, he could still smell your perfume in his nose as if you were there with him.
But you weren’t.
You were in that other party with Seokjin and Zed down at Clair’s. Taehyung wouldn’t step foot anywhere near Clair’s house, she was crazy for him and things hadn’t ended up the way she wanted so she made sure to make Taehyung’s life a living nightmare instead.
But right now, all Taehyung was thinking about was how much he wanted to punch the shit out of Zed. That dude was an A class asshole that wanted nothing but get his way in your pants. He knew you weren’t going to give it to him, you were smarter than half of the insiders he knew, but he couldn’t hold his worry back.
“Come ooooon dude I will fucking piss my pants”
Taehyung laughed at the sounds Jungkook was making. He finished his business and opened the door chuckling. “You know there are other bathrooms here buddy, right?”
“Whatever” Jungkook blurred before immediately letting loose of his pants. He didn’t even have the sense of mind to close the door behind him.
Jungkook was a good kid, very misunderstood by everyone. Granted, he was a massive dick to girls, but that’s just because he had his heart broken by his first love, and it’s been downhill ever since.
He was like a brother to Taehyung, he was there when Taehyung’s parents had split up, probably the darkest Taehyung had ever been. But Jungkook remained by his side through it all, and Taehyung knew he’d never meet a friend like Jungkook again.
Taehyung and Jungkook didn’t fight, ever. Except well , this one time.
They fought one time over you.
Jungkook had met you while hanging out with some weird crowds outside of the walls, and he seemed to grow a liking towards you. You had similar interests and hobbies despite the different worlds you two were living in, Taehyung had to bite the inside of his cheek every time Jungkook mentioned your name as if it had honey dripping all over it.
Taehyung loves Jungkook, but he knew he wasn’t good for you, so he decided to lie to you and spread the rumor that Jungkook liking you was a prank.
He was stupid for doing that, but he blames his young age and blinding jealousy for that. He still remembers how offended Jungkook got, but he got over the whole thing pretty quick, at least until he’d found his next victim.
Jungkook was a good kid, but he wasn’t good enough for you, no insider was, including himself.
“You’re kind of off today, Taehyung” Brianna wrapped a hand around his waist “Something on your mind?”
A lot of things he couldn’t talk about, especially with her “Nah, just tipsy I guess”
“Oh my god Bri” Tess laughed at her phone like she had just seen the funniest thing of her life “Isn’t that the new outsider girl? y/n, was her name? Was it?”
The mention of your name made Taehyung look at Tess’s phone screen. It was a video of you throwing up in a vase of flowers with the caption ‘Guess outsiders can’t handle alcohol that well’
“I give her another month before she drops out.” Brianna was as toneless as always “Why on earth would she think that mixing with Hashfield was a good idea? Outsiders are a joke, honestly”
“Why do you care, Brianna? It’s just college, who gives a fuck anyways?” Taehyung interrupted, not even bothering to mask how annoyed he was.
When Taehyung imagined what he wanted from life, getting engaged with Brianna was never on his list. It wasn’t even a thought that occurred, until his good-for-nothing ambitious father decided that the Arden family was doing massive numbers in sales. So what better way to merge businesses than to engage him to the Ice queen?
Jesus, his father was a lost case. Tae swore to himself that he’ll never go through with the deal. His plan was to finish Hashfield College as fast as possible and travel around the world, get far away from the fucking wall.
Brianna scoffed, as if she had just heard the most ridiculous thing in her damn life. “just College?” She eyed him “Taehyung, it’s Hashfield”
“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes so fucking much he thought he saw his brain for a second. People like Brianna were not to be reasoned with. “Me and Jungkook are heading to the after party.”
“The after party? I think you’ve had enough to drink already” She lectured him as if she was his goddamn mother, she wasn’t.
“Didn’t know thinking was one of your abilities, you keep surprising me” His tone was rougher than usual but he didn’t really care. Plus the O shaped face she just made was the most amusing thing she’d done all day today. “Cmon Jungkook, let’s go”
•••
If you could get an image stuck in your head forever, it would be Taehyung’s face when he saw you walking out of the bathroom giggling with Zed, heading to find the others downstairs.
Of course, nothing had happened with Zed, he just wanted some help throwing all that tequila out of his system because he drunk a little more than he could handle, which was not much to begin with.
But Kim Taehyung’s expression was painted in your mind. Almost as if he was ready to punch Zed in the face.
Whatever.
What was he doing here anyway? Last you heard, he was at some fancy party with his girlfriend—or should you say fiancé, Brianna.
You don’t remember the last time you actually locked eyes with him since that run-in at the library. During lectures, you’d pretend he wasn’t there, but that only made it worse because you ended up constantly thinking about him. His mere presence was a constant burden. Kim Taehyung was a demon, or the devil himself.
The ninth circle of hell was not in some deep bowel under the earth, it was right here, in front of Clair’s Olympic sized swimming pool. Taehyung removed his shirt and dived in with a couple girls following him soon after. His hair wet and all over the place, locks falling loosely in his eyes, his body shiny under the moonlight and that fucking smirk all over his face. How could a man look this attractive?
“Fucking hell” you hear Celine basically moan.
Yeah, everyone was starring at the half-naked prince of Hashfield. Including you, and he noticed. You hate that he caught you looking
You quickly averted your eyes back to your phone, you didn’t want to give Taehyung the satisfaction of starring at him. Especially now, that he was acting like he had you down already.
“Fuck he’s hot” Nessa’s mouth had more water than the pool itself.
“I know right?” Jess exhaled deeply “Imagine fucking that”
Imagine fucking that
You cursed all sorts in your brain. Of course everyone wanted him. What’s not to like? A mysterious bad boy image, money, the fame of half the world, and soon to be C.E.O of the Kim cooperation. He was THE shit, and the worst part about it;he knew it.
The way he’d glance at all the girls that were eyeing him up and down, he felt the stares and he was feeding off of them.
“Jess your jaw is hitting the ground” Jin teased and in response he got a slap on the shoulder.
Your eyes jumped back at the pool, only to catch Taehyung starring back at you, his eyebrow cocked up, his expression was like an invitation, a dirty one. He watched as you took a sip of your drink, not breaking eye contact for a split second. This had been the longest you had starred at him. His eyes pierced through your soul, and you burned so much that no amount of ice could cool you down.
The devil.
“What do you think about him? Kim Taehyung” Zed bumped your shoulder resulting in that eye contact to break.
“I don’t know. . . Arrogant dick sounds like a nice summary” you faked a smile.
Arrogant dick was one way to describe him, among other things you wouldn’t say out loud, ever.
Zed chuckled at that. “Yeah, I don’t like the dude much either. He’s too lost in his own little fantasy world his good daddy built for him”
Wow, ironic much? Considering that was the case for most people around them, including him.
“It’s not his fault his daddy got money” Defending Tae was not your intention, but that statement was true. Sure, his father was this Hashfield King everyone admired yet feared, but it wasn’t Taehyung’s fault he was born into his family.
“I guess…”
He guesses. As if Zed wasn’t a nepotism baby. Living in the shadow of his family’s wealth. Probably marrying another woman that did the same.
•••
If it was one thing you enjoyed doing in those good-for-nothing outsider parties, it was to stroll around the huge mansions they were held in.
So many rooms that looked more like museums or modern art galleries that no one took an interest in because they were too busy getting fucked up by the jacuzzi or had no taste for such things to begin with.
Your eyes caught an enormous half opened wooden door with golden details on the side. You enter the room to find out it was an office. The place was a perfect square with a blue, stylish couch, a mahogany desk with a couple chairs in front of it, a flat-screen TV, and a minibar.
The walls were concrete, but with the gold and blue oriental rug and nothing but one piece of artwork on the wall, the room was somehow warm and comfortable.
You studied the painting that sat behind a shiny piece of glass. Pastel colors and bold yet refined sweeps of a brush. You weren’t much of an artistic person like your mother, but you recognized the work. You’d watched a documentary about the downfall of modern art. That what we consider art today is a poor example of the talent and heart of art in the past.
“Got lost trying to find the bathroom again?” Taehyung’s voice made goosebumps run down your back.
How did you two always manage to end up in the same places? Manage to read the same books, enjoy the same movies, like the same music? “Stalker alert”
You turned around and met his face. A thick atmosphere hung in the air. “Don’t flatter yourself” he scoffed “I’m impressed that leach Zed isn’t here with you, I thought you two were a package deal” He downed his drink and paced around the room, his attention moving from your eyes to the painting behind you.
“I could say the same thing about you and Cruella de Vil”
He laughed at that. A soft laugh, the kind that could melt your heart. “I can’t tolerate Brianna for more than an hour honestly”
“You’re not that tolerable yourself either”
Taehyung remained silent. His gaze fixed on the only painting in the room. And all you wanted to do was touch him just to make sure he was actually there, and you weren’t dreaming.
You should’ve gotten out of that room the minute he got there. He was trouble, and it was best to stay away from him, but for some fucking reason you found yourself glued there, gazing at him as if he was god himself.
“The Cliff Walk at Pourville” he suddenly broke the silence.
“Didn’t take you for a guy who would have a soft spot for Monet”
He turned his head, his dark eyes found yours and for a moment you felt your head spinning. “My mama was a fan” Your stomach warmed at the deep way mama rolled off his lips. “She had good taste” He laughed quietly. A bitter note showed through, and he wiped his amusement away with a palm like he’d just realized what he’d done. “You know why she liked about The Cliff Walk at Pourville so fucking much?” He clicked his tongue “It looks like the beach surrounding the wall. She said if she could paint freedom, it would look like that” he tapped the painting with his finger sort of aggressively. “And now she is free and I’m left alone in this fucking cliff”
Was that anger in his tone? Or maybe disappointment…? You figure it was a cocktail of the two. For some reason, your heart broke. You knew how much he loved his mum, you haven’t heard any news about her. Kim Taehyung’s father was a mean and cruel man, but how cold does a mother have to be to leave behind her only son like that?
“Don’t you like it here?”
His eyes wondered around the room, almost as if they were avoiding you “I don’t know…I mean it’s Hashfield right? I should be on my knees thanking the fucking God that I get to live inside the wall.” He breathed “The Damn wall”
“I can’t figure you out. I thought you enjoyed all of this…”
His drunk gaze found yours.
And you swear you lost sensation in your legs. He was a statue, something out of this century, maybe he was a reincarnation of Achilles. Or maybe he was not human.
His lips were slightly apart and his eyes were almost sparkly under the light. He smiled and finished what was left of his drink “I’m afraid you will never figure me out”
You rolled your eyes. Even drunk and out of his head he remained stubborn and an annoying know-it-all. “Why not?” You returned the smile, weirdly amused by the fact that his nose had turned slightly red from all that booze.
“I’m a paradox” His eyes tried to fix on you for a minute but soon flattered “I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet ambitious. I don’t like myself but I also love who I am.” He took a long breath “I pretend I don’t care, when in reality I do. I crave attention, yet reject it when it comes my way. Im a conflicted contradiction. If I can’t figure myself out, there’s no way anyone else can”
At that point, every last piece of your armor disintegrated. You felt Taehyung was being genuine with you, for once. He told you something about himself. He let you inside a corner of his brain. There was no pretense, it was just you, him and the Monet painting behind you.
“You miss your mother?” A gulp in your throat, you couldn’t hold this question back.
He exhaled “Everyday”
“You know, I used to think that losing someone went hand in hand with losing a part of yourself. That losing a person close to you was like giving away a little bit of who you are every time you said goodbye. But that’s not always true. Some losses, some parting of ways, are essential for our personal growth. When we burn a bridge, we allow something new to grow from its ashes. Something that wouldn’t have gotten the chance to bloom otherwise. So most of the time loss actually goes hand in hand with a new beginning, a new chance, even if it takes us years to see the change and to realise that maybe it was for the best. With every person you lose, with everyone you willingly let go, you get to know a part of yourself that was hidden before.”
He looked at you carefully as he took the remaining steps towards you. His cologne pierced your nose and nerves played beneath your skin when instead of stopping he came closer, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you closer “You’re really something, you know that?”
You pretended this position didn’t effect you at all, but in reality your heart raced from the shock.
“Y/N..” You turned your head to look at him. your breath shallowed when you realized his lips were only inches from your own. His gaze was warm, seeing deeper beneath your skin with each second. “Why are you here?”
You frowned your brows “I just…I like snooping around these big houses, I’m not really used to them. Plus if I have to sit through one more insider small talk I will drown myself in the pool. By the way did you know this house has like six pools? how many do you even need-“
“I mean Hashfield. Why on earth would you come to this place? I know you hate it”
“You’re right” A deep breath “I never wanted to come to Hashfield. It was not this big dream everyone thinks I had.” You exhaled and took a sneak peak of the way he was looking at you. He made you feel like whatever you were about to say was of importance. And it was. “The biggest mistake I’ve ever made was thinking time didn’t exist for me. I was young and stupid and convinced time would bend to my will like reeds bend to the wind. I was going to be a high schooler forever, you know? I had no plans, no dream job, nothing. But for whatever reason, I was always good with school. My grades were always top of the class and my teachers constantly praised me. That’s when my mum recommended that I try out for Hashfield. She really believed in me. No one ever believed in me but she did.”
“You never told her you didn’t want to come here?” He asked, rightfully so.
“I kept the words that could change everything lodged under my tongue, too scared, too shy, too embarrassed to say them out loud. Because what should I tell her? That I’ll reject the greatest opportunity anyone could have? That all the hard work and support she gave me was for nothing?” You sighted “I was going to tell her, eventually, I was sure about it. I thought I could put it off for another week, at least. The week became a month. And then the acceptance letter came and it was too late…Time. I had ran out of time.”
The dim lighting made his eyes look like burnt gold. “I guess one good thing came out of that”
“What?” You asked, already knowing the answer in your head, but you wanted to hear it from him
“We met again”
“We met multiple times outside the walls before, you know”
“Yeah” a faint smile “but that was different” he made a pause “I was different”
Tension crept between the two of you, finding its way between your legs and settling there like a heavy weight. You found yourself thinking about so many things. You wanted to see what was beneath that white shirt. You wanted to know how much little effort it would take for him to hold you down. You wanted to put out this fire inside you that had been there since the last time he touched you. But then. The words escaped your mouth as if they had a mind of their own “I heard you are getting engaged”
His gaze found yours, and the gold blackened around the edges. Your pulse pirouetted to a strange dance. “You heard?” his voice darker than usual
“I’m surprised more people don’t know about it. You’re like a prince around here”
“That’s because it’s not official yet” he exhaled a deep breath “My father is in the midst of some big deal and apparently he wants me to be the seal of it.. He can go fuck himself. I’m not planning to be a pawn in his game.” The anger quickly turned into amusement as he saw your face “Why princess, you thought you had lost me forever?”
With his body pressed against yours, warming you from the inside out, the pull to lean in was a physical thing. A heavy tug, as if he was your center of gravity. You could taste his breath and feel his strong heartbeat.
How easy it would be; to bury your fingers in his hair, to run your hand along his jawline, to meet your mouth with his.
You knew it would be the best kiss you’d ever have.
But you manage to tame that urge. Almost as if the two sides inside of you were fighting and hopefully this time, reason was winning. “Will you let go of me?”
To be fair. You weren’t making much of an effort to free yourself from his grip.
“I don’t want to.”
You loved his voice and the way he said that.
What was wrong with you? “Let me go”
“You’re not very convincing”
“You’re a dick”
“You always say that”
“Cause it’s true”
“Well I guess I’m a dick with a very kissable mouth then”
You cringed at the memory of you admitting he has a kissable mouth. It was true, but he didn’t need to know that. “Remove your hands Kim Taehyung”
Just when he was about to open his mouth and say something -probably very annoying- his phone rang.
“You should take that, maybe it’s your fiancé”
He raised his eyebrow in annoyance and checked his phone. The name on the screen wrote ‘Jungkook’ and you felt your throat dry up from the memories that hit you.
Kim Taehyung was not a good person to you, why were you in his arms?
“It better be important Jungkook” he answered his phone.
KIM TAEHYUNG P.O.V
“Look man, I-I didn’t do it okay? I mean-I mean I did it’s just- I had a lot to drink and Jimin was teasing me, saying I was a pussy and too scared to do it”
He closed his eyes and exhaled.
This couldn’t be good.
“What happened Jungkook. Fucking spill it”
He stared as you reached for your phone in your back pocket. It had been vibrating for a while. Who was texting you so impatiently? Was it Zed? Seokjin?
“I told Zed about the bet. I told him that we made a bet and you won, that you’d slept with y/n. Look man I’m sorry I-“
Your expression turned cold when you read the text messages on your screen. “What the fuck!?” You yelled as you pushed your self away from him. Your eyes slowly turning up, meeting his own. He could tell whatever you read probably broke your heart right there and then
He had fucked up. Big time.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Kim Taehyung?”
Jungkook was continuing his rumble making a half assed apology when Taehyung hangs up the phone. Trying to calm you down “Y/n I’m sorry I didn’t-“
“I knew it…” Your expression was empty, almost cold, Taehyung had never seen you like this before. You were always bright and warm. You were the only person he felt comfortable around, but right now… he could barely look at you in the eyes. “I can’t believe I trusted you. Kim Taehyung. A fucking bet?” You basically growled “Over who gets to fuck me? You truly are your father’s son.” He could taste the bitterness out your mouth when you spat that.
“Y/n… I can explain… please” He needed to explain to you…what? That you were lovely and smart and better than anything he deserved? That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn’t pull himself together into some semblance of a man for you?. That without meaning to, he’d begun to lean on you, to look for you, to need you near.?
Would you even believe him if he did tell you that? He thinks not. And he deserves the way you’re looking at him right now. Like he was garbage, because maybe, he truly is his father’s son. “I’m sorry… you can’t imagine how sorry I am y/n…”
It didn’t matter how much he begged for forgiveness, that look in your eyes told him you were done with him for good. For every step he took toward you, you took two steps back. Every time he thought he’d made some sort of progress, that he’d finally gotten somewhat closer to you, you slipped away again, like a shadow, like the wind, like a ray of light, simply refusing to be captured.
To be continued. . .
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Kinktober Day 11 ~ Spanking ~ KTH [M]
⤜WORD COUNT: 0.9K
⤜PAIRING: TAehyung x Fem!Reader
⤜GENRE: smut, minors dni. Spanking, safeword talk, slight voyeurism, dom taehyung, sub reader,
⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - October 2022
⤜MASTERLIST
“If you keep acting like a little brat, I’ll take you over my knee right here. I don’t care if they’re in the room with us,” The words bounced around inside of your head, you should have taken him seriously. The second you continued to be bratty with Taehyung he flipped you over his knees so fast you'd gotten fizzy. You'd barely had a second to register what was happening as your face hovered above the floor of the studio you were inside of.
"Brats get punished," He spat down at you harshly, much to the surprise of every boy inside of the room but none of them said anything. Their eyes were glued to you as Taheyung flipped your skirt up to reveal your perky ass that was decorated with a bright red thong. If you'd known that the day was going to end this way - with your ass on display - you would have worn something a little more covering seeing as everyone now had their eyes glued on you. All seven pairs of eyes staring directly at you as your boyfriend let out a deep seeded chuckle at the way your entire body froze.
"Ten each side. Does that sound good enough boys?" Taehyung asked as he bought the audience in for participation in your punishment. Your legs shook as you laid across Taehyung's knee and you let out a helpless whimper. You knew that if you protested it would only end in more punishment for you and lord knows what Taehyung was in the mood for right now. The only way out of this was to say your safeword and you knew it was there for you to use if you wanted to.
the truth was, you didn't. this whole thing was exciting to you. the idea of the boys watching you as your boyfriend spanked you was thrilling and you could barely contain your excitement.
"Yn, count them." Namjoon chimed in before his cheeks flushed when you glanced in his direction, he didn't know why he said it but you smirked and nodded your head.
"Being a brat has its punishments, you know that angel," Taehyung said as he slowly pulled his hand back and harshly slapped it against your right cheek. Something the two of you had done plenty of times in the bedroom and yet somehow in public it made it much more exciting.
You let a moan mixed with pleasure and pain fly out of your mouth before your entire body got hot.
"S-Sorry! I-I meant, one." You cried out as you looked down at the floor, not daring to meet the eyes of anyone else inside of the room.
"Good girl," Taehyung grunted as he smirked, slowly slapping against your left cheek this time decided to alternate between cheeks to hurt you a little less.
"You wore this to tease me, didn't you?" He questioned as you called out "two" in desperation, followed by yet another slap against your skin.
"Yes," You told him, knowing better than to lie to him in this situation. Another slap landed across your bare skin and you cried out, your eyes filling with tears but you weren't at your safeword yet. both you and Taehyung knew you could take a lot worse than this.
"You wore it to show off in front of the boys and you did it because you wanted this. didn't you?" Taehyung taunted while rubbing his large hand on the place he had marked, softly massaging as you let out a jittery nod.
"Y-Yes," You called out even if it was only a little true. The plan had been to tease Taehyung, you had no idea the boys were all going to be in the studio at the same time as you but you took it as a sign.
"Tell the boys how much you love this punishment, look at them while you tell them," he ordered as you slowly looked up to meet their eyes. Hoseok, Jimin and Jungkook all looked horrified while Yoongi and JIn both looked a little turned on and Nmajoon was smirking at the display in front of him.
A swift and harsh slap was received against your left cheek and you hissed out in pain, gripping harshly onto Taehyung's thigh as you held onto something for stability.
"I love it! I love when he punishes me!" You cried out before Taehyung slapped against your ass again but this time he grazed you which made it hurt all the more. Your hips bucked forward and you cried out as though someone had truly hurt you, Taehyung stilled in place panic filling him a little.
"Colour?" He asked, slightly dropping the cold and hard persona for just a brief moment and checking that you were okay.
"Green," you whispered to him, alerting him that everything was okay you were just caught by surprise by the action.
"How many is that? I lost count, looks like I'll need to start again," Taehyung sighed trying to fake being upset with you. You quickly recalled all of the spanks you'd received,
"9! You got to 9!" You rushed out, your teeth chattering as you started to feel a little cold thanks to the air con inside of the studio and Taehyung chuckled.
There was another slap against your ass before Taehyung rubbed it softly with the palm of his hand.
After a couple of seconds, your legs were no longer shakey and you stood up, looking down at yourself as you straightened out the skirt and faced the boys, bowing to them a little before Taehyung took your wrist in his and kissed it softly.
"Go home and get a bubble bath, I'll be home soon to apply some cream." He promised before you headed out of the room, biting your lip as the cold air hit your stinging ass cheek.
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