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georgiebrits · 4 months
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Baby fever - Kim Taehyung
You're lying in bed beside your husband Taehyung, his hand resting on your belly. His eyes are fixed on your bulging stomach, his gaze intense and focused. You can't help but feel aroused by his eagerness to impregnate you. Taehyung looks up at you, his eyes filled with lust. You notice his hand has migrated downwards. He pulls you closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "I want to make a baby with you," he whispers.
Taehyung leans in and kisses you deeply, his tongue darting into your mouth. He traces his fingers along your curves, teasing and tickling your sensitive skin. "Mmm, you're so beautiful and fertile," he moans.
Taehyung continues to kiss and caress you, his hands moving with increasing urgency. "I want to feel you come apart in my arms," he whispers, his breath hot against your ear. You feel his hand slip beneath your panties and he parts your folds with his fingers.
You remember the research you did on the best positions for conception and without hesitation, you pull Taehyung’s hand up to your mouth and suck his fingers, making sure they're wet and ready. You then put his hand back down between your legs, guiding his fingers towards your entrance. "Let's try it with me on top," you breathe out, feeling a sudden sense of urgency.
Taehyung eagerly rolls onto his back as you position yourself over him. You lower yourself onto his thick erection and begin to ride him, your hips grinding against his in a slow but deliberate rhythm. "Oh fuck, you feel so good," Taehyung groans, his fingers gripping your hips tightly.
“yeah so good that you think I'll be pregnant this time”
Taehyung moans in response, his eyes locked on your stomach as your hips continue to move against his. "I can feel it already," he gasps, his fingers digging into your skin. "You're going to be pregnant for sure." The sense of urgency only grows more intense as you both chase this shared goal, each moment feeling like it could be the one to bring the two of you a step closer to parenthood.
With a sudden burst of energy, Taehyung grips your legs and flips you onto your back, easily pressing your knees to your chest. He thrusts deep inside of you, the pressure building with every hard pump of his hips. Each time he drives into you, your body trembles with pleasure and anticipation, the tension growing until it is almost unbearable. Finally, with a deep groan, he releases inside of you and you both come undone in a wild frenzy of pleasure. You collapse against each other, breathing heavily as you revel in the feeling.
“Hopefully we are pregnant this time”
Taehyung smiles and pulls you close, his hand resting on your stomach once again. "I have a feeling we will be," he says, his gaze shifting between your eyes and your belly. "And if not, we'll keep trying until we are. I want to start a family with you more than anything." You feel a warmth spreading inside of you at his words, a deep sense of love and contentment filling your heart. You both drift off to sleep, exhausted but happy, ready to take on whatever the future may hold.
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kittyscupcakeandbunny · 9 months
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A BREATH OF FIRE ox Min Yoongi
[Hybrid Gods AU]
PART THREE
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A taste of honey and dreams
Side characters: Park Jimin/White fox hybrid, Kim teahyung/Human King.
Warnings: Mentions of blood, death, violence, sharp objects, suggestive words, smut, alcohol, killing.
Genre: Fantasy, romance, strangers to lovers, R +18.
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The sun rays bathed my skin as i sat beside the river, my feet getting wet as sank them in the water warmed by the hot summer sun.
Fragments of images blurrier my vision, happening so fast. At first I was walking beside the river with the sun shining bright and the birds singing while the trees danced with the wind. Then the night fell, i laid in bed while a lady was beside me, blood all around me and I felt cold. So cold. The lady cried while holding my hand. I couldn’t move, no words came from my lips all a saw before everything changed was a shadow of a man dressed in black behind the lady.
The images changed fast, a man was in front of me. Goosebumps run all over my skin as he walked towards me but i didn’t felt frightened, I felt happy. Relived. I run to him. Arms closing around his waist tightly.
- teahyung…
My voice was a whisper under water, but my heart burned with feelings I didn’t understand. Who was this men? What where my feelings for him?
- my dear yn…. - his deep voice made me look up at him, he was beautiful but looked so sad - i missed you so much I thought i was going to die.
- Don’t said that. I’m right here my king…
Anguished i felt, so suddenly the images change but i couldn’t make out what it was. I saw fire and people running around, then a stabbing pain on my stomach. An arrow.
You know that feeling of when you swim deep in the water and come back to the surface. That was what i felt when I finally woke up from that dream.
Relief flowing through every part of my body as i took in my surroundings. The ceiling of Yoongis room, the smell of wood and cinnamon and in the background of everything else thundering.
Heavy rain fell outside, the sound of it helped in calming my fast beating heart. It felt real.
A warm weight laying over me and i knew i was safe, once my eyes fell on his face to the sight of his massy hair all over his face, one arm over my waist holding me tight. I moved his hair out of his face smiling as I look at his soft features while he sleep. Although the scar gives him a different demeanor, he just looked endearing to me.
I run my hands through his hair, softly touching the base of his long black ears that laid flat against his head, hiding on his hair you could bearly tell he had them.
A soft moan left his lips, his brows furrowed as he stoped my hand from moving. Holding it softly in his, eyes still closed he left a small kiss on the palm of my hand. For a moment i thought I had crossed the line he draw, but his reaction told me otherwise. Was he still sleeping?
My question was soon answered as golden eyes stared tiredly at me, he had a lazy look on his face and he smelled like flowers and honey. Such a different contrast as to what he usually smelled like, but still heavenly.
- are you okay? - he asked, voice raspy and deep.
- Yes… why?
- I heard your heartbeat… was it a bad dream? - his thumb moved slowly against my hand, massaging the palm as he looked at me.
- Kind of… but it was just a dream - I assured him.
He gave me a “okay” while putting my arm around his neck laying completely over me, his head over my chest. I went back at caressing his head, running my fingers against his hair.
The sound of rain and thunder in the background was so calming and peaceful i was almost drifting back to sleep again, but my mind woke up quickly at the reminder of Jimins arrival with sweet bread for breakfast, he would be delivering the bread at any time. I had to get things ready for breakfast.
- I need to get up - i said, hands sliding to his shoulders trying to move him off of me.
- No… - he only murmured. Not moving an inch.
- Yoongi… I have to make breakfast and Jimin - i tried to convince him.
- Jimin won’t be coming today… - he interrupted me.
- He won’t? - i asked, he always did - why not?
- He don’t like rain and getting wet - he said lifting his head from my chest to look at me.
- Oh… but still - i said, his golden eyes staring into mine. - if you want to stay in bed is okay, I can work by myself i just…
He didn’t let me end my sentence and was already getting up in a second.
Fixing his clothes before making his way to the door he gave me one last look.
- let’s make breakfast - he said before leaving.
I sat there stil not understanding anything. What has gotten into him?
This moody fox.
We eat breakfast quietly enjoying the sounds of the rainy falling outside, it had lessen from now. No thundering sounds anymore just a quite rain. It felt so peaceful as some birds where singing, happy for the rain after so many days of hot sun.
The sweet smell of coffee and honey bread brought a comfort to me, Yoongi sat in front of me this time eyes on his coffee as he drank and a book on his other hand.
I watched him as he read. His eyebrows would furrow here and there when he read something intriguing. He would lick his lips after taking a sip of his coffee then would go back his full attention towards the book in his hand.
I watched as he turned the pages, fingers sliding over the page every time he read one and went for the next one, his golden eyes looked darker this time.
I felt my cheeks getting warmer as i stared at his neck, his Adam apple moving down once he took a sip of his coffee. His colar bones showing as the hanbook was slightly opened and still messy, half of his chest exposed moving up and down slowly as he breathed, his soft skin seemed to shine over the grey light coming from the window.
I was lost in every inch of him, not even realizing he noticed me staring at him. Cup of coffee still on my hands in front my lips, to busy looking at the fox that sat in front of me to drink my coffee.
- you’re staring - he said, not looking at me. Eyes looked on the book in his hand.
- You look good… - I confess, almost inaudible checks hot and red.
He didn’t say anything but I noticed the small smile he had on his lips.
After we have breakfast i went outside, watching the rain fall in the garden. Some people don’t like the rain because it makes them sad. But i always loved the rain, it brought me serenity and calmness.
The roses seemed to bloom even more in the rain their perfume was everywhere, the garden was so beautiful it looked like a painting.
I hugged myself as a cold wind flowed through, the leaves on the floor danced around as the wind moved them.
I couldn’t help but let the flashbacks from my dream run through my mind, my heart felt heavy at the thought of the man. Just who was him?
Up until the point I touched him the dream felt like… a dream. Then it was as if i was right there. Every bit of feelings i had at that time hit me with so much pain, I loved him. And it pained me. Why?
- what’s going on the head of yours? - Yoongi said behind me. I turned to him noticing he changed his clothes. Now wearing a black hanbook.
- Nothing. - i said, for some reason telling him about another man didn’t felt right to me.
- Don’t lie to me… - he walked in my direction, out of instinct I walked back making him stop then he walked towards me with absurd speed, holding me against the wall. Golden eyes burning into mine.
- Yoongi…
- You promised me… - he said, as if not believing in it - you promised you wouldn’t… - before he could finished I stoped him, I knew what he was thinking. I knew he thought that mark on my hand was still reason to make me uncomfortable.
- And I’m keeping my promise, it’s not that… - i assured him, the worry in his eyes subsiding - the dream… i think I saw my past life.
I finally take it out of my chest what has been ghosting around my mind, a sight of relief coming from his lips worry slowly leaving his features, his glare on me wasn’t angry anymore but gentle and understanding.
I knew he just worries about me, somewhere in his heart he cares for me and just want to protect me. It felt hard on me keeping things from him knowing that. But at the same time, those were things I wasn’t even sure of yet.
- sorry… - i said, guilt weighting on me for making him worried about me - i should’ve told before.
I know I could tell him about everything but it still confused me, i didn’t know anything i saw in that dream.
- No… it’s okay - he told me, pausing for a moment.
He looked to the side before looking back me, his hand leaving my sides as one he held my chin slowly caressing it, the other rested on my waist. He pressed his forehead against mine as he closed his eyes taking a deep breath before looking back into mine.
- what did you saw? - he was more gentle now, still caressing my chin.
- I can’t really tell… - I tried hard to picture the images I saw in my dream - i only saw fragments of images…
I wondered what i could tell him about the dream and from some reason telling him about the men i supposed I was in love with seemed to bother me, it felt wrong as I was in his arms.
- there was a man his name was Taehyung, i think he was the king…i called him that… - I tell him.
- Just that? - he asked. Curiosity shining in his golden eyes. He was giving me all of his attention.
- I saw how I died… - I could still feel the way the arrow went into me, a chill running down my spine as i remember it - the rest was only in fragments nothing clear…
He sighted, hand falling on my waist as he pulled me closer for a hug. Burying his face on my neck as he moved his hands up and down my sides in a gentle caress, i closed my arms around his neck embracing him back. His delicious smell of wood and cinnamon surrounding me.
He began to slowly leave small kisses on my skin, starting from the back of my ear down my neck and colar bone. Stopping to look me in the eyes again, our foreheads touching and the tip of his nose slightly brushing against mine.
He moved us forward, pushing me completely against the wall, a gasp of surprise falling from my lips. His hands holding me tightly against him, body fully against mine as his golden eyes burned with so much fire over every inch of me. I felt like melting as one of his hands held my chin up, his face nearly inches away from mine lips brushing over mine. I closed my eyes waiting for him.
- am i interrupting something?
Yoongi pulled out from me so fast at the source of voice I almost lost my balance. It was Jimin. He wore a baby pink hanbook that shined on the silver light of the sky, it gave him a look at cuteness and innocence.
- don’t you hate rain? - Yoongi said, i notice the slight impatience on his tone. Angry from being interrupted.
- Yes - Jimin walked to us then pointed to the sky - but it stopped… - he looked at us both up and down eyes stopping at Yoongis hand still on my waist.
I quickly brushed Yoongis hand off and made my way towards Jimin, taking his hand in mine quickly running away from there with him. Yoongi looked like he could punch him at any moment. I didn’t want that to happen.
- so good to see you made it today - i said, rushing inside the house - did you brought that delicious bread?
- You bet! - he answered excited.
Once inside he went straight towards the small table in the middle of the kitchen, putting the basket with all the bread and sweets on it. I was immediately hit by the delicious smell of it. He opened the basket and my mouth watered at the sight of so many different kinds of sweet. Straight out of the oven, I could tell from the small mist coming from them. There was a small bread full of sugar and strawberry jam, a bread bathed on honey, small and round shining with honey all over it.
- oh my, Jimin! - I exclaimed eyeing the sweets - they look so good!
- Try this - he gave me the strawberry one, i took it from his hand and it was impossible not to get sugar all over my fingers. And the taste? Simply delicious and so juice. The strawberry jam was sweet and perfect.
- It’s so good oh! - I complement him. Mouth full and lips covered on sugar.
He smiled shyly a bit of red on his checks, he turned to take the breads out of the basket putting them over the table.
- Is it that good? - Yoongi suddenly said coming towards me and Jimin, I watched as he slowly made his way towards me.
He had that look on his face. The one he had on the bath last night, golden and fierce. Long ears standing proud on his head as he walked towards me as if i was his pray, before I could try to escape he was right there in front of me.
- let me try it - he said once he stood in front of me. Golden eyes never leaving mine.
I swallow hard, not once did it crossed my mind he would hold my hand with the bread and bring it towards his mouth taking a bite of the bread so slowly. Torturing me with his golden eyes staring straight into mine as he licked the sugar off his lips. Same lips that were on my skin not long ago. It was turture.
His hand slided down my arm slowly, he made sure to touch every centimeter of it after he’s done.
- delicious indeed - he said, never once did those golden eyes left mine - oh… you got some sugar here.
He moved his hand to my face, thumb sliding over my lips taking all the sugar from it. Golden eyes fallowing his touch over my lower lip, looking up into mine only to lick off the sugar from lips on his thumb, so damn slowly.
My mind was going places. Racing with thoughts and my body burned everywhere he touched.
- Should I… should i make some tea to drink with the bread? - I try to run away from that awkwardness. Jimin only looked at us confused before saying a small yes, he didn’t understand what was happening and it showed in his eyes.
To be honest neither did i. Yoongi has been acting different towards me ever since he came covered in blood, more touchy and protective over me. It made me nervous. So nervous at how much i desired him. Did he felt that too?
As i make the tea Jimin tells me he’d get the table ready and i decide to make a Chamomile and peach tea, I fill the kettle with water and turn the stove on. Watching as the fire starts to heat up the kettle and i put the tea inside the teapot. Since i had my back towards them the whole time i didn’t notice Yoongi coming behind me until he corners me against the sink, both his hands on each sides of my body. His soft breath hitting the back of my neck sending chills down my spine.
- did i made you uncomfortable? - he asked, worry in his voice.
- No… - i whisper, wondering if this was about the strawberry bread or the incident outside before. - not uncomfortable, just…
- Nervous? - he didn’t let me finish not single drop of worry in his voice this time, his lips slightly brushing on my neck. I could only nod. - good.
Good.
A ghost of a whisper as he then left to sit in front of Jimin on the table. I swallowed hard, checks burning red.
What does that mean? Does he know how he makes me feel? Does he know i want him… is he doing it on purpose?
I didn’t thought much of it as the kettle was starting to make an annoying sound, i pored the hot water in the teapot breathing the smell of peaches and chamomile.
We can deal with it later.
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Jimin and Yoongi were talking a lot more today, and i quietly watched them as they proceeded to make a comfortable conversation. Yoongi seemed to be in a better mood today, they talked about different topics and things i didn’t understand about their world. Jimin would explain to me excited at my curiosity and Yoongi would listen and watch us, a found smile on his face.
Time passed so fast i didn’t realized we’ve been talking for hours till Jimin says he has to go now, Yoongi fallows him outside turning back to me only to say he has some fox duties today.
I only nodd and smile to him, assuring him it’s fine. He gives me one last smile before going for real.
Once it was just me in the house i took my time to clean up the table and put the food in their place. After that i decided to read something till Yoongi comes back, so i went to our room stopping in front of his bookshelf. I picked a book of poetry which had a red cover with the name written in gold.
Sitting on the bed i got comfortable before i began to read, line after line the book getting me completely into it. The soft sounds of rain falling outside was music to my ears as i continued to read, looking outside of the window from time to time admiring the rain.
One thing added to the other, the smell of honey and the sounds of rain falling down. My mind was being serenaded by the words in the book and everything seemed to be so peaceful and comfortable.
Eyes staring to get heavy and slowly i fell asleep, face over the book but still so comfortable. How?
I didn’t worry about that in the moment, my only thought being how comfy I felt in that moment. Falling into a deep sleep.
More and more deep.
Yn.
The sound of rain further away from my mind.
Yn.
Deeper into the darkness of my dreams.
- yn… - a deep calm voice whisper in my ear. - my darling please wake up for me?
Hands moved up on my back, it didn’t scared me far from it. His touch felt nice. So deliciously nice.
- humm… Teahyung? - still sleepy I said.
- yes my darling…
My eyes opened slowly and I took in his face. He was over me, his hands caressing my face so delicately. A found smile on his lips.
- I’ve missed you my queen… - he said, before lowering down to kiss me and I closed my eyes waiting.
Everything changed in a second after that, I opened my eyes at the sudden feeling of cold only to see the full moon shined bright in the sky as i looked at it. It didn’t bring me comfort as it usually did, no.
This time I felt pain. The more I looked at it the more it pained me.
- yn…?
I turned to him immediately as I hear his voice asking for me, a hopeless sight escaping my lips at the sight of him. Covered in blood again, the sword on his right hand.
- no, Yoongi… - my voice was bearly a whisper.
- yn?… - the sound of his voice cracking as he walked towards me, eyes shining but this time it was from tears.
I walked towards him as he came to me, tears falling over his face. He looked so terribly sad and lost, I just wanted to hold him in my arms.
But he walked right through me.
I stoped in my tracks. It took me a second to realized. I didn’t wanted to turn around, deep down I kinda knew what was waiting for me. Even so I turned back, only to see the the flames growing more and more on the house, his house was on fire. Falling apart.
Yoongi fell down on his knees in front of what i now realized was… my dead body, he held me against him crying out loud. His cries where a punch to my stomach. Each time another painful cry left his lips was a painful stab into my heart. Tears falling on my face and i kept screaming to him. “I’m here” “I’m alive” “please… look at me”.
But he never did.
That felling of almost drowning but then coming back to the surface, waking up from that dream felt like dying and then being forced to come back. My chest was hurting painfully, my body still recovering from the dream, that pain felt so real and heavy on my chest.
If I closed my eyes again i could still hear his cries, wiping a single tear off my face as i remember it. How was that so clear? It felt so real i couldn’t make it up.
The sound of rain was heavy now, i looked up the window to see the sky has darkened. I must’ve been asleep for a long time, taking a deep breath i made my way out of the bed. Wondering if Yoongi had come back already or if he’ll come back only tomorrow morning like usual.
A sudden need to see him filling my chest, i just wanted to make sure he was okay. I didn’t think i would be able to wait until the morning to see him, not after that nightmare. In such short period of time he became so dear to me.
I didn’t spear any seconds as i quickly got out of the room, not seeing any sign of him in the house i make my outside.
That weight of worry melted out off of me as soon as my eyes landed on his figure, he was sitting on the porch a serene look on his features as he watched the heavy rain falling. For a moment i just watched him, taking in his presence. I felt like crying for some reason but held back.
He noticed my presence as he looked over at me and a small smile made its way to his lips, i felt so relieved walking towards him. Yoongi seemed to notice something wasn’t right as he took me by the waist as soon as i was in front of him. My arms closing around his neck as i hugged him tight.
- is something wrong? - he whispered in my ear.
- i thought you wouldn’t come back today - i reply, burying my face in his neck.
- sorry.
It wasn’t just any apology, he understood exactly what I meant and i know deep down he meant it for last time and for now. When he wouldn’t come back from his duties, and when he came covered… i just held him tighter as the image of him like that crossed my mind. We held each other for so long the sky began to clear, I looked up to find the moon shining over us.
For the first time i didn’t want to look at it, it made me nauseous. Something about it didn’t felt right with me, a sudden need to challenge it.
Sliding my arms over Yoongis i looked over his face, beautiful golden eyes staring into mine. We were so close yet i needed more.
- we should go inside… - he murmured - it’s getting colder.
I simply nodded letting him guide me back inside the house, his hand in mine the whole time.
Once in his room he turned to me, one hand gently caressing my face. The other one on my waist as he walked making me walk backwards slowly till the back of my knees touch the bed, I sat down looking up at him as he continues to caress my chin.
- you look tense… - his voice dark and velvet - allow me to… help you relax? - I feel a chill on my skin as he leans down, his face mere centimeters close to mine.
I swallow hard as he then draws his finger down from my chin to my neck and along my colar bone. Leaving a ghost of a kiss on my check he stands upwards walking to my right he sit beside me before sliding to sit behind me, both his thighs on each side of my body. I could still feel the tip of his finger dancing along my skin.
I almost lost my breath as he moves my hair gently to the side fingertips brushing slightly against my skin, just a simple movement but the way he does it makes into so much more. One arm circling around my waist as he than opened the not i made on the clothe i wore. He pushed slightly down making me hold it against my chest, turning to look at him from the side.
- don’t worry… - he murmured against the back of my hair - I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.
He began to push it down again just enough to expose my colar bones and shoulders . His hands sliding up my arms so slowly it felt like torture, he always loved to tease me I knew that. But this time it felt so nice I simply closed my eyes allowing him to do as he pleases, enjoying every second of it.
His warm fingers finally coming in touch with my shoulders as he slowly added some pressure with the tip of his fingers, massaging my neck in slow movements of up and down.
I had to bite my lips to hold a moan as he focused on my neck, aplaying pressure with his thumb in the back of my neck and slowly sliding down his fingers on my colar bones.
A long sight escaped me as i leaned my head back against his touch, feeling his breath hit the back of my neck as he came closer to me. He held me against him making sure i lean on him, completely rested over his body. He left small kisses along my neck, my hands resting on his thighs as he began to use his teeth on my skin. So slightly i could bearly feel yet enough to make his canines known.
- is this okay? - he suddenly asked.
- yes… - i could bearly say anything, completely lost on his touch.
I felt his smile over my skin, he was enjoying the effects he had on me. Yoongi continued the assault on my neck, this time leaving long wet kisses over it taking long licks on my skin from my shoulder up to my ear leaving a long kiss behind it. Sucking on it more harshly, his teeth clearly scratching my skin this time he was leaving marks all over it i could feel it.
His hands holding my waist tighter and tighter each time, i could feel his breathing turning faster as he held me against him. One final kiss over the curve of my neck, his hands sliding up almost too close to my chest but never trespassing it. He groaned against my skin slightly moving his hips up.
- Yoongi… - i moaned, grabbing his thighs sticking my nails on him.
Turning my face towards him i searched for what i needed the most now, his lips. One hand grabbing the back of his neck towards me to finally kiss him. We both moaned at the touch, wet lips finally meeting each other.
I wish I could say it was a romantic kiss but, it wasn’t. It was sexual and full of desire, tongues fighting for space savoring each other’s taste. We been teasing each other for so long, waiting for one to finally give in. Not leaving space for curtesy, he bit into my bottom lip just to lick over again.
One arm around my waist he held me tight before turning me over as he stayed above me, golden eyes shining under the dim light of his room. Lips red and plump from the kiss, his pointy fangs showing a bit as he smirked coming down to leave a small kiss on my lips.
Then my neck leaving a tray of kisses all over my chest and between my boobs, opened the hanbook completely now my body on display for him as he kept leaving kisses over my skin down towards my bellybutton. Hands over my hips as he slides them up over my ribs then down using the tips of his finger nails carving my skin, goosebumps flowing up my body at his touch making my arch my back.
Eyes closed as I felt him leave more kisses all over my hips, fingers sliding under the sides of my underwear over my hips to push them down. Taking them off completely from me, he stayed there on his knees just looking at me, cold wind coming from the window hitting my body making my nipples harden immediately.
He brought his hands over my knees, brushing his thumb over them slightly before opening my legs for him. His eyes savory every centimeter of my body, once he was satisfied he began to lower down towards my belly.
Leaving mouthed kisses and bites over my skin making a tray down where I needed him the most, his hands held my thighs in place as he gave my pussy a long lick.
I couldn’t stop my body from reacting to his touch, my back arching immediately seeking more of him. Hips rocking against his face.
- Yoongi… - i moan. His name falling from my lips like sugar, I feel him crave his nails deeper into my flash.
He started with long licks over my clit, his eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he began to suck on it moaning against my pussy. The wet sounds from his mouth on me driving me completely insane, every movement of his tongue against me sending a burning desire over my body, I couldn’t stop my body from moving against him.
It made him hold my thighs harder as he stared to move his tongue faster against me, one of my hands grabbing his hair as he sucked on my clit harder. He moaned against me, the vibrations of his voice making me go more and more wilder.
I was getting closer, he could fell it as he continued to move his tongue faster not stop in even fora second.
- Yoongi… - i moaned out his name, grabbing his hair harder as he groaned against my pussy.
I was so close I could feel my heart beating faster against my chest, blood burning through my veins. My hips moving against his face uncontrollably as I held his hair between my fingers, his nails leaving red marks over my thighs.
He continued to suck on my clit his voice vibrating against me, I could feel the heavy burning sensation of my high coming. I was head in the clouds so close to it. But then he stopped. I groaned inpatient. He lifted his head up from my pussy, smirk on his wet lips as he stared into my eyes with his golden ones.
His right hand sliding down my thigh.
- you taste so good… - he said over his lashes, I looked at him still coming from my high. - i taste you all night….
I could say anything. He didn’t gave me much time, pushing my hips against his face again. His tongue inside me as he used his finger to touch my swollen clit. My whole body was burning with his touches. Moving his tongue in and out of me so slowly in the most delicious way.
Hand instinctively gabbing his hair again as I rocked my hips up and down against his face, fallowing his peace. I felt my high coming again, so close but he never stopped his peace. I felt like a could met every time he moved his tongue inside me. Legs shaking around him, I couldn’t control my body anymore.
Begging him for more.
My feet sliding down over his back stopping at his bottom, he groaned against me. Sucking on my clit he inserted his finger inside my pussy, finally giving me what I wanted.
Meet sounds coming from his fingers fucking me as he continued to lick and suck on my clit, I was a complete mess. Legs shaking beside his head getting closer and closer to my orgasm, he kept going faster groaning against me.
- Yoongi… so close… - i moaned his name, grabbing his hair harder.
A wave of relief filled me, my heart was racing and my whole body felt so light. Everything felt so deliciously good I couldn’t explain. Looking down between my legs Yoongi now moved slower as I came into his fingers, he rode out my orgasm with his tongue, licking all traces of it from my pussy.
I caressed his hair as he began to trace the skin of my thigh with his finger, licking his wet lips he stared at me. Golden eyes shining brighter than I have ever seen, the sweet smell of cinnamon in the air coming from him more noticeable than ever.
His finger slides down, stoping at my hip and than sliding over my pussy so slowly a ghost of a touch, he moved his finger deeper against my clit deliciously finally sliding inside me again.
- Yoongi, no… - i manege to whisper to him. He chuckled not stoping his movements. - no I can’t again…
- Yes you can… - he murmured, low voice full of desire dripping from his mouth.
With that he slides another finger inside me making me arch my back, my hands closing into fists as I grabbed the sheets. He lowered his head down on me again, this time sucking over my clit as he moved his fingers in and out of me painfully slow.
- no… - i moaned again, but he didn’t stop. At this point I didn’t wanted him to.
- Come for me again y/n… - he growled over me, coming back for my mouth as he kissed me harshly.
I moaned against his mouth as he began to move his fingers faster, using his thumb to move over my clit as he went faster. The wet sounds of his fingers moving inside me sinfully, his groans against my lips all driving me towards the edge again. Tasting myself on his lips, he slides his tongue against mine making me moan in his mouth.
My hands holding his shoulders tighter the closer I got, scratching his skin deeper his moans driving me completely insane.
- more, Yoongi…
- that’s my girl… - he said over my ear, leaving a kiss over it - com for me again…
- Yoongi…
I held on into him harder the closer I got, his finger moving in and out of me faster. He continued his assault on my neck as I held into his shoulders, nails marking his skin hiding my face on the curve of his neck.
I could feel that wave filling me up again, painfully slow and so good. My hips moving against his finger as he drove me to my second orgasm, I moaned out his name sinking my teeth over his neck.
I felt his voice vibrate through his skin as he groaned in pleasure, my nails sliding down his back leaving marks. He moved his finger slower driving the last bit of my orgasm.
My head was in the clouds again, my whole body felt so heavy and tired.
I moaned once he took his finger out of me, leaving a kiss over my check he stared into my eyes.
- that’s my girl… - he said, caressing my bottom lip with his wet thumb - taste yourself for me hum?
Slowly I opened my mouth for him, taking in his two fingers that were inside my pussy. Tasting my own juice as he looked at me with such pleasure, bitting into his own lips as I suck on his fingers. Feeling the soft tips slide against my tongue, wet with my cum. Holding his wrist as i suck on them, eyes locked with his golden ones.
- fuck.. - he cursed, closing his eyes - you’re driving me crazy y/n…
He slides them off my mouth licking them before coming back for a kiss, lips moving slightly against mine. Leaving one last kiss over my check, he caressed my face golden eyes staring into mine with adoration.
- you should rest now - he whispered against my neck.
- but you… - i moved my hands up his shoulders which he takes them into his to put them by my sides on the bed.
- i can wait for you tomorrow… - he pressed a kiss over my ear - I’ll need you full rested.
- oh… - i simple said, realization hitting me. He chuckled.
One hand he bald my thigh over his hip the other around my neck as he pushed me up to lay over him, my head resting against his chest as he still held my leg over his hips.
His hand caressed my head softly as the sound of his heart beat slowly draw me to sleep, my eyes feeling heavier each time.
The rain outside still falling heavy, thunder lightning above in the sky. The smell of rain misture with his heavenly perfume of wood and cinnamon, I held him tighter as i finally embraced my sleep.
That night I had no dreams of my past life.
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The Wife / THV part.4
genre : yandere taehyung, failing marriage, mean and cruel protagonists
summery : you five were the nightmares of teachers back in high school, now adults, your cruel and violent temperament doesn’t seem to have change neither does have the obsession taehyung has for you.
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Your nights were getting harder and sleepless. It had been a month since the Jeon family scandal broke. Several women had testified against father Jeon and several employees of Kim Company had spoken on the networks and in court about the violence Mr. Jeon had used against them.
You didn't think Taehyung was capable of this and a few days after the euphoria of learning that your plan had worked perfectly, anxiety took its place.
You had always been confident in yourself and your decisions but a new unpleasant feeling met you. Guilt. Jungkook had never been a very good husband, cheating on you, not talking to you for months on end to put his work ahead of you, and then he had never even spoke to you about having children, preferring his secretaries, but when you heard him crying through his locked office door, your heart began to squeeze strangely and this feeling was more than unpleasant. So you avoided him like the plague, thinking you were the least of his worries anyway. He was already thinking of selling the house, and this fact alone was enough to convince your mother to offer you to come back and live with her "until things calm down", in other words, "until you find a new husband". When Jeongguk heard the news, he saw red, understanding as well as you did what this proposal meant, he risked losing his father, his company, his respect, his fortune and his marriage, because of Taehyung.
However, it had also been a month since you had heard from the said Taehyung. What you wanted was to be remarried to him in the first place but without his presence, he made the process more than complicated. You were already imagining yourself as an old maid, a victim of your own actions, finding only a little happiness in the idea that you had allowed abused employees to tell the truth even though you honestly didn't care and you didn't even know if it was true under the circumstances.
Your sleep was filled with nightmares of you, old and unhappy, but one in particular tormented you. You were running faster than you could run, blood on your hands, screaming for help. Taehyung was on your tail.
"Y/n?" Your eyes snapped open almost immediately as you leapt up, looking around and finding Jeongguk sitting to your right at the edge of your bed. If his eyes often took on a mocking look, this time his frowns indicated a state of genuine concern. His almost purple dark circles gave you the shivers as you watched the young man. Panic swept over you as images of your younger selves resurfaced, compounding your state of guilt.
"What are you doing in my room? You should be sleeping."
"I'm fine." He lied, lowering his head slowly. "So hee told me you were having nightmares."
The little bitch had had plenty of time to get you in trouble before being fired for lack of means on your part.
"Don't believe her, she likes to open her mouth too much." With a brisk movement, you came to sit beside him at the edge of the bed. With his hands clasped together, Jeongguk was looking at the floor, his eyes almost closed. You looked away.
You loved Jeongguk but he deserved what he got, you told yourself, even though you weren't sure. You never felt sorry for anything, you never felt sorry for the people you crushed under your cruelty, so why was your heart hurting for him? Was it really wrong? No. You had to do what you had to do to get the life you deserved, you would never again accept anything other than what you wanted.
"Is your mom coming to get you tomorrow?" He asked almost shyly.
"Yes."
A silence.
"I'm sorry, y/n." You closed your eyes, letting him speak. "I know deep down you're not a bitch, well no, I mean, you know, a bad person, well yes, in fact, you're a bad person." You chuckled, and he laughed in response. "But you've always been a good wife. I know when we first got married you did everything for us and all I did was cheat on you and lie to you so I'm sorry. I know you wanted children and a house in the woods to watch them grow up. You wanted dogs and to get your mother's old cat back to give her a peaceful retirement in the country." How could Jeongguk remember that? "I'm sorry I didn't give you the life you wanted but that's just the way I am. My life is my life and I don't adapt it to anyone, I know you're the same and it was only a matter of time before you left." Even with your eyes closed, you felt Jeongguk lift his head to look at you. "Have you found someone else yet?"
You said nothing for a moment, not knowing the answer. "No."
"Well, the next man you get I hope he's as much of an asshole as you are." You laughed at the unison before your laughter choked in your throat at the feeling of Jeongguk's hand on yours. He held your smaller one in his gently for a few more minutes, you didn't know he was capable of softness. You abruptly opened your eyes to observe the strange sight of your linked hands. "And I hope you're happy. I know you're not happy, you've never been, but your dream house in the woods in the countryside could surely change you. I really hope so. Plus, we’re staying friends, right ?” Your heart ached again as in front of you, instead of your husband of six years, seemed to stand the sixteen year old Jeongguk who after fighting to steal a cake from a kid on the street had given it to you because he remembered it was your birthday. "Happy birthday, y/n. Love ya'."
You had surprised yourself by having more trouble packing than you had imagined, but blaming it on your lack of familiarity with manual tasks, you had redeemed the idea of not wanting to leave.
Jeongguk helped you put your bags in the trunk of the cab your mother had sent you, complaining bitterly about having to pay for it, and even though you and Jeongguk didn't exchange a word, the atmosphere was tense and heavy. That is until a surprise guest arrived.
A black BMW roared onto the property, the sun painting its perfect body with a golden glow. You and Jeongguk watched the stranger with hostility, one beside the other, as if ready to run away in case of danger, eyes wide open like two rabbits caught in headlights at night. The said car stopped next to the driver's car in front of you and your breath caught as you made out the people inside.
Taehyung, Jimin...
"Jimin?"
The young man leapt out of the car and ran towards you with his arms wide open, almost falling on the white gravel of the entrance.
"Y/N!!!" He slammed into you, causing you to take a few steps back in shock as you wrapped your own arms around him. The feeling of safety instantly eased your anxiety as Jimin rocked you back and forth in a comforting embrace that you enjoyed.
Jeongguk, on the other hand, had not moved, not paying any attention to Jimin's return, his attention was fixed on the driver who was now standing at the left of his car. Taehyung, more handsome than ever, in a very expensive suit, was watching the scene with a tight smile, leaning against the fender of the BMW.
Finally, Jimin's embrace tightened gently one last time. "You're beautiful." He whispered before letting you go turning to Jeongguk who hadn't moved. "Dude, you've doubled in muscle, what are you eating, man ?” Jeongguk’s only response was a murderous look to the young man. “Damn, okay. I complimented you and everything but okay i guess.”
"What the hell are you doing here?" Even though he included Jimin in his sharp question, you knew he was only addressing Taehyung. The young man who was bluntly watching you slowly turned his gaze to Jeongguk and then to his clenched fists as he approached him with an anger that was rare for him.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do that." Jeongguk stopped short, looking with shock at the young man who had once been one of his best friends. "Don't get daddy into more trouble." The blow came without delay, pushing Taehyung backwards and splitting his lip slightly. You and Jimin flinched as he grabbed your arm, pulling you back in a light attempt at protection.
"Shut the fuck up, Kim. What do you want?"
"I'm coming to get y/n." Replied the brunette, wiping the blood running down his chin with a backhand.
"Why?"
"At her mother's house, she wouldn't be safe. Not knowing you know the address."
"What are you talking about, man?" Jeongguk turned to you in disbelief, questioning you with his eyes, but your dazed look spoke volumes.
"Your father has been accused of abusing his female companions. I will not leave y/n at the mercy of men like you two." You predict the second blow before it actually came. This time, Taehyung ended up on the ground, holding his nose and grunting as Jeongguk repeatedly kicked him in the ribs.
"You son of a bitch, I never laid a hand on my wife." One blow harder than the others. "Never! You always wanted her for yourself, didn't you? Is that why you do this?" Another blow.
Jimin grabbed Jeongguk from under his arms, hastily pulling him back from Taehyung, whose side had just made an ominous cracking sound. Hesitantly and almost tributing on your high heels, you approached Taehyung who was trying to stand up with difficulty.
"Are-are you okay?" Taehyung felt his heart quicken at your interest in him, so he smiled, with a dazed look that left you confused. You were soon his, and the pain didn't outweigh his initial joy at having you all to himself.
"y/n. You're not going with him." Jeongguk easily disengaged himself from Jimin, pushing him back. "You stay here." The order made you flinch.
"Don't decide for me, Gukkie."
"What? You want to go with this freak? Do you have any idea what he's really like? He's more dangerous than me." Jeongguk's voice cracked and you felt as if the air had suddenly turned colder as his weakened eyes filled with tears.
"Jeong-"
"You know what, just get out. And you two too. Fuck you." Shoving Jimin aside as he passed, he turned around to go back into the house, his cheeks wet and his fists clenched.
"Jeongguk!"
He didn't look back.
Taehyung's house was huge and cold, like a marble palace. There were guards at every door, and as soon as you arrived, one of them had been appointed as your bodyguard. Hoseok. A rather handsome man whose smile and relaxed air made you feel more like you were facing a friend than a man who was ready to save your life at any moment.
When the door of the room that was to become yours closed behind you, a strange feeling came over your body as Jimin accompanied Taehyung to the hospital for his ribs and nose. The room was huge, the cold marble under your feet sending icy shivers down your spine with every step, the thick black curtains hiding the daylight and a picture of you and Jimin posed on an oak dresser served as the first decoration.
Your mother was strangely docile to the idea of you being at Taehyung's house, not even complaining about the cab she had paid for and which had not been used in the end, she had made every effort to hang up as quickly as possible, as if made uncomfortable by the idea of talking to you.
Around 11 p.m., when the two men had returned, Taehyung had not come to see you, leaving you alone with Jimin. Sitting together at the window sill in silence, the room seemed even bigger and colder.
"I'm sorry." Why did everyone want to apologize right now, as if you were an angel fallen from heaven. Jimin knew better than anyone that you didn't deserve any apology. "I didn't know he was violent.”
Your words were lost in your throat as you looked at him dumbfounded. Violent? Sure, Jeongguk wasn't an angel any more than you were, but he never raised his hand to you, and your arguments were quite rare.
"I don't understand, Minnie."
"It's nothing. Just so you know, I really think I should have stayed maybe it would have been better for you this way."
"What are you talking about? You know Jeongguk. He would never do that to me."
"I don't know if I really know him, but I know you."
“Okay, and ?”
“I mean, you know sometimes I do want to kick you in the face with my bare foot but what makes me a good person is the fact that I don’t act on that impulse, right ?”
“Absolutely.”
“Even though I really want to sometimes, you know-“
“Yeah, I got it. I understand, I tried to bury you alive that on time we went at the beach, remember?”
“Okay but you said you didn’t attend to kill me!”
“I lied.”
“Oh my god and you think you know people.”
You remained silent, though smiling softly as a humorless laugh echoed from the doorway. Taehyung stood there, dressed simply in a white teeshirt and gray jogging pants. His dog, Yeontan under his arm. Your heart clenched once again in front of Taehyung but this time it was not unpleasant. A slight white bandage rested on the bridge of his nose and the corner of his lip had turned slightly purple but other than that, he looked perfectly fine.
"We were talking about-"
"Can you take Tan out? I'd like to talk to y/n." Jimin hesitated but complied without looking at you, leaving you once again puzzled. Jimin had always been more compliant than you, but never this compliant. Between him and your mother, you could not help but be confused. You only came back to reality when the door slammed leaving you alone with Taehyung.
"What did you tell them?" You asked in a breath. He answered with a sigh as he sat down on "your bed" in front of you with a slight smirk on his face. He seemed delighted.
"I did what I had to do to get you out of there. That's what you asked me, right?" You didn't answer, you knew and he knew the answer. "Come on. Come on, y/n." He patted the spot to his right on the bed and you hesitantly joined him. As soon as you sat down, he turned to you with a big boxy smile. "I ordered Italian. I know you like it but if you want to eat something else, just tell me." You remained silent ignoring the smile that was slowly disappearing from Taehyung's face. "Why do you always have to make everything harder than it is." He stood up abruptly to stand in front of you making you jump. "Since when do you feel sorry for people?"
"Jeongguk is my friend."
"Not anymore."
"Of course he still is."
Suddenly Taehyung seemed to change his expression, his face clouded over and his eyes shining with a paradoxically dark glow.
He moved closer to you so that he could push you against the bed as he stood over you, his palms on either side of your frightened face. He tilted his head slightly to the side like a curious little puppy before smiling again.
"I love you. Only I love you." You said nothing. The mask of the scornful duchess lying probably at your feet, you looked at your new husband-to-be with apprehension.
Taehyung lowered his head to come and stroke his nose against yours, closing his eyes with satisfaction as you did the same, your breathing suddenly quickening. "I love you." He repeated before crushing his lips against yours, the pain coming from the cut on his lips not rivaling the urge he had to touch you. He knew you loved him too, otherwise why would you be here? You loved him contrary to what Sa ra could say, anyway he left you no choice. His lips slid against yours more gently as one of his hands went under your shirt to touch the delicate skin of your stomach going up to your chest, making you tremble slightly under the contact. Slowly, his lips met your earlobe, then your jaw, then your neck. He took hold of one of your breasts, kneading the flesh and letting a satisfying huff escape from his mouth and lodge itself in your neck.
"I know Jeongguk wasn't fucking you." You shuddered slightly.
Finding your tongue again, you opened your eyes to look at Taehyung sternly, he in turn raised his head with amusement, a loving look on his face.
"Of course he did."
"How come he never got you pregnant then?" Without waiting for an answer, Taehyung lifted your top and pulled it off, you didn't stop him from doing so, pondering the question as he watched your bare chest beneath him hungrily.
"I don't know. He didn't want kids."
"But you did."
"I don't know."
"I do."
"Okay? Nice, I guess? Good for you." He stroked your delicate nipple with the tip of his thumb as he looked up at you with a look of challenge in his eyes.
"Jeongguk wasn't a good husband. He didn't treat you like he should." You nodded in agreement, which seemed to delight him, too distracted by his index finger that had joined over your nipple and pinched it lightly, drawing muffled moans from you. "I wouldn't be ashamed to get you pregnant. I'd fuck you in front of him if you asked me to." You moaned louder as Taehyung's lips closed over your other nipple, your lower belly filling with a heat of desire as he sucked like a hungry man on the fragile little button. Moaning slightly, Taehyung closed his eyes savoring your body like a fine wine, almost driven mad by your existence and smell.
Suddenly the door opened, you tried to hide your nakedness from the newcomer but your assailant didn't let you, blocking your hands, he simply raised his eyes to observe the newcomer, sliding his tongue one last time over your nipple before raising his head to Hoseok. Red with shame, you hid yourself in Taehyung's burning neck, making him quiver with delight and blush slightly in turn. Hoseok, on the other hand, didn't seem the least bit bothered or embarrassed by the sight.
"Kim Namjoon on the phone, sir." With that, he smiled, closed the door and left as quick as he had come.
"Damn it, Tae, I don't want your entire staff to see me naked."
He smiled at the nickname he liked so much. "Don't be shy. They'll eventually see us fucking in the kitchen or wherever. We don't care. We do what we want. Hoseok should only be considering himself blessed by the sight of your boobs." The remark drew a smile from you as Taehyung released you from his hold, crossing your arms over your chest, you sat back to watch him get up.
"Duty calls. You should rest, Jimin is in the next room."
You nodded and he bowed his head slightly in greeting before leaving.
For many minutes you sat in the same place, a thousand questions torturing your mind. Once again, you would not sleep that night, wondering if you made the right choice or if you just got yourself into something else, something where you were not the master of the game you were playing and therefore could lost.
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Буду любить этих двоих просто потому что, вот и все🤭🌺❤️
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Safe word - Kim Taehyung
You're in Taehyung's spacious kitchen. He's behind you, your body bent over the kitchen aisle. His hard cock is pressing against your ass, slipping in and out as he relentlessly fucks you. His strong hands hold onto your hips, pulling you back onto his thick length. You moan with pleasure as you both move in a synchronized rhythm. Sweat drips down your back as the intensity builds.
“Fuck,” you say quietly. He grins into the space between your neck and shoulder blades before whispering, “Yeah…fuck me harder, baby.” You oblige. You can feel yourself getting close to release, but not yet. Taehyung pumps faster and deeper inside of you, his hands gripping your hips tighter. "I'm so close, Tae," you moan out, feeling the pleasure building up inside of you. "Come for me, baby," he growls out, as you reach your climax with loud moans. The kitchen is filled with the sounds of your bodies slapping together in pleasure.
Taehyung continues to thrust into you, his pace slowing down slightly but his length still filling you up completely. "Fuck, you feel so good," he grunts out, his hips slapping against your ass. You moan as the sensitivity intensifies, but he doesn't stop, his grip on your hips still firm as he takes what he wants from you.
The pain starts to become too much, and you gasp out "Apple," the safe word the two of you had agreed on beforehand. Taehyung immediately stops, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay, baby?" he asks, his hands letting go of your hips and rubbing soothing circles on your lower back. You nod, catching your breath and thanking him for stopping.
He reaches around you to open some cupboards on the aisle, grabbing an apple and cutting it into quarters. Then he returns to your side, handing you the fruit. You smile at him. "Thanks," you murmur, eating the half piece you'd just gotten from him.
"Do you need anything else, baby? I mean, do you want me to leave so you can rest after that little… incident? Or do you want to come sit outside? We could watch something on TV." His voice was full of warmth when talking about how much he loves and cherishes you, and you know that he would never let another person get hurt by his actions, especially someone who means such a lot to him. He's kind of like that, always looking out for others first, even if he feels responsible for them himself. It makes you happy to be able to call him yours.
You shake your head. “Maybe a nice warm bath," you ask with a pout on your lips. You're sure you don't look like a sad puppy with those large eyes, but you've learned that sometimes it is helpful to act like one. Taehyung nods, kissing your temple gently. “I'll order us some takeout then, alright?" Your eyes light up at that idea. "Okay, babe. Take as long as you need!"
Once he leaves, you stand up from the table to start taking off your clothes, stripping them off quickly before diving into the bathtub. You sigh happily at the hot water relaxing your tense muscles. You love the way you feel when you are clean - the way all of the stress and tension in your body dissipates. It's therapeutic to just lie there for hours, soaking in every last drop of your sweat and cum. You feel amazing when you finally stand up. When you emerge from the bathroom wearing only your robe, you see Taehyung sitting on the sofa watching TV. He turns when you walk into the room, setting it on pause. "Hey honey, I ordered fried chicken. It is your favorite right?"
You nod enthusiastically, sitting next to him and resting your head on his shoulder. His arm snakes around your waist, holding you tight while he kisses your forehead. "It will be here in fifteen minutes.""Thank you~"
As soon as the food arrives, the two of you dig in. Once you are done, you lean against Taehyung's chest, his arms tightly wrapped around you. The television is left to play at low volume as you lay there comfortably, Taehyung humming along with the songs playing. "That was really good," you mumble sleepily. "Thank you for all of this." His arms tighten even more around you as you feel the vibrations of his laughter through his chest.
"Anything for you, baby," he responds softly as you drift off to sleep. He places a kiss on top of your head, his thumb stroking your cheek, the skin warm under the heat of his touch. "Any time."
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My love for BTS coming back to attack me at full fucking force tonight.
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"Don't interrupt the Siren's rest" Close-up + alt versions
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That supposed K Army cracked me up because it is the EXACT opposite of what my KArmy friends have said. I worked for a K company where I met KArmys via our intern program. They're the ones who pointed out Taekook to me around 2018. They mentioned that at the beginning, K Army treated Taekook as annoying little brothers but after the 2016 SMART, KArmy noticed a change in their chemistry so the K fandom tried to treat the situation delicately in order to give them privacy/protection.
I think, like you say most KArmy are fully aware of the situation but are ultra respectful.
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The Wife / THV part.3
genre : yandere taehyung, failing marriage, mean and cruel protagonists
summery : you five were the nightmares of teachers back in high school, now adults, your cruel and violent temperament doesn’t seem to have change neither does have the obsession taehyung has for you.
warnings : mean protagonists!!!!, smut, s3xual descriptions, strong language, violence, cruelty from the protagonists themselves. here we have an evil y/n. read at your own risk ! this story is hard and violent do not read if you’re sensitive to those topics.
rate : +18 only minors do not interact
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It must have been around two hours since you and Taehyung had started your walk around Bangtan Lake, more precisely, the lake in front of your old high school, the place where you always gathered, you, Taehyung, Jimin, Sa ra and Jeongguk to cause trouble to anyone who dared to cross your fiery teenage eyes. You had to admit that you didn't see the time pass, how could you ? As you were walking to the right of the handsome young man with neatly combed brown hair, eyes dark as night but still shining with a chocolate glow that was Kim Taehyung. You found yourself observing him, his lips perfectly drawn, his moles, every single one of them, as if to learn them by heart, only to realize that you had never forgotten them.
"...and do you remember how we became friends?"
Friends? If you and Taehyung had been just friends it would be a fact known by everyone by now. Anyone with a little common sense would notice the somewhat questionable relationship between the two of you, however, your goal was not to simply create a TV drama romance where the sad wife ends up with the so kind and brave best-friend of her mean husband but rather to give you the life you deserved, even if it meant using the boy with a boxy smile that had an old crush on you. You were tired of being restricted to the cold, unwelcoming wall of the Jeon's house. You dreamed of something else. Of passion. Plus, it wasn't like Jeongguk loved you. Realizing that the time was getting rather longer that it should have during your silence, you began to fake thinking about his question, even though you knew the answer pretty well.
"Well, it's complicated. It's a whole series of meetings. First, there was Jimin-" Your eyes sparkled at the mention of the name of your beloved best friend since childhood. Taehyung's heart sank. He looked away from your sweet face, hoping to calm his jealousy as he watched the cherry blossoms, the blue sky reflecting on the lake, and the daffodils moving elegantly in the wind, but nothing could calm the coldness and anger growing in his heart. Deep down he knew that if he could take you away from Jeongguk, you could never forgive him for separating you from Jimin, he was no fool. The pain of being away from him now when he was perfectly healthy just in another country seemed to be already too much for you, so loosing him ? Nah. "We were very young when we met, in elementary school maybe, you should have seen how small Jimin was! Smaller than me." The role of high duchess scorned now abandoned, you let yourself share your memories with your old companion with a fervor that was rare to you. Very rare. "He came from a rich family too, obviously, mother wouldn't have allowed me to hangout with him if he didn't! He came up to me one day in the playground and since then we were inseparable. For a long time, mother thought about marrying me to Jimin. We didn't have any feelings for each other, of course, but we could have put up with it, found an arrangement, not to live together or whatever... In middle school, we met Sa ra. Not at all the kind of people I'm interested in. Always hanging out in front of the tobacconists like a lost soul. Miserable. Plus, her father's business went bankrupt and her mother was a housewife, but Jimin took a liking to her, somehow. He thought she was funny. So the three of us started hanging out. You and Jeongguk came along later, in high school. You were best friends, weren't you?" Taehyung nodded silently. "Rich and handsome. You were immediately adopted. If Jeongguk was quiet, he was far more cruel and violent than me and Jimin had ever been. Sa ra loved him for that! As for you, you were different."
"How so?"
"Softer, strangely enough. Sometimes I wondered what you were even doing around us." Taehyung smiled grimly but didn't explain the reason for his sudden amusement.
"It's true."
"If it wasn't for my attraction for you, you would never have stayed in the group."
"If you say so."
Taehyung knew very well that in this pack of violent teenagers, you had always been the leader, everyone knew that. If you wanted to get him out of the way, you would have, but he wouldn't allow it. He wouldn't. Just like when he had broken the arms and nose of that little Yoongi jerk who wanted to ask you out for prom. You just didn't know about it even though you thought you knew everything.
"Would it make you so happy to see Jimin again?"
"Of course!" The answer came without delay. "Why?"
"I could arrange that." You smiled, slightly.
"How many things can you arrange for me, Kim Taehyung?"
"As many as you ask me."
"And if I asked you to make love to me in your car right now, would you ?”
•••
Slowly, Taehyung lifted your short dress over your hips to your waist, while, with your chest pressed against the back seats of his porsche you waited for the fateful moment of his touch against your skin. Teahyung was taking his time, watching the curves of your ass standing up to him, his pants suddenly becoming horribly tight.
His long, elegant fingers penetrated you with ease, unholy noises escaping from your soaked cunt, waiting for him, already ready to welcome more of his body. He curled his fingers to reach that spot you loved so much making you moan under him. He repeated his action faster, so fast that the ball of pleasure in your stomach began to be felt so early that it came to surprise you. The wetness already dripping down your inner thighs spoke volumes about your excitement.
"You haven't changed. You still love it so much." Taehyung bit his bottom lip, moaning at the sight of your cunt so docile under his touch.
"Tae, fuck me and stop your bullshit."
He obeyed, he always obeyed.
His pants soon on the floor, joining your light black lace thong, Taehyung played with the tip of his cock at the entrance of your pussy closing and opening on air, begging for attention.
"Tae...please."
He slid into you suddenly, wringing a cry of satisfaction from you that made him cry out in pleasure himself. Unable to control himself, he began his unforgivable thrusts, moving in and out of your soaked cunt to the point that the telltale sounds of your flesh slapping against each other became the only thing you could hear. Your wetness running down your legs, now staining his, your cheek pressed against the aching brass of the seats as Taehyung watched in delight your body lunching forwards at any thrust of his as his huge member was penetrating you mercilessly, soaking itself with all your precious juice. You were driving him truly insane.
•••
The sight of the gate of the huge mansion you were struggling to call home brought you back to harsh reality. Taehyung still hadn't saved you from the life you were leading. Your face changed, coming back to coldness and pure evilness.
"Don't sulk. I'll see you soon."
"Yeah, whatever." You answered coldly, disappointed at the sight of the so depressing facts. "Here, you can keep this." Without looking at him, you dropped your thong, still wet with your fluids in his lap, causing him to smile unhealthily at you. Slamming the car door, you staggered back to the villa where you would surely be alone since Jeongguk was probably still in the office fucking one of his whore.
Taehyung smiled, watching you, bringing your underwear to his nose and smelling you. You were everything he had ever wanted, his greatest dream. How could you believe that he had not yet done anything to provide for you? It was only a matter of time before you were his.
•••
The water in your bath was already getting uncomfortably cold when your phone rang. Sigh. You didn't like being alone, you didn't like being with people. What did you like? Wiping your right hand on the nearest towel, you grabbed your phone from the small table where you put your perfumes and brought it to your ear.
"Jeon y/n."
"Gngngn, Jeon y/n, whatever." A slight smile stretched your lips at the sound of your best friend's voice.
"ChimChim, I'm honored to see that you haven't forgotten about me." You say, eyeing your painted nails with disdain.
"Don't start. Work is unforgiving, but you wouldn’t understand. How could you ? I mean, what, you’re probably in your hot tub, you know the one paid by Daddy Jeoncock, as we speak ?” You swallowed a chuckle.
"What do you want, asshole?"
"What do you mean what do I want? Why didn't you tell me?” Your confused silence seemed to annoy him. "Your dear handsome daddy in law owes the company Kim millions! Millions, you hateful bitch!”
You stood there for a moment, dumbfounded, sitting up in the bath suddenly, almost dropping your phone into the water where the foam had already disappeared.
"What are you talking about, Jimin?"
"I'm sending you the article."
A soft bip announced the receipt of the message and as you plunged into reading the article you almost felt your organs clench inside your body. This was not possible! Impossible!
«…Gi Jeon, the famous Korean businessman is facing prison for swindling and abusing employees as well as defaming Kim's company leader Kim Taehyung, and sexually harassing some of the women working under Kim's company. Several million dollars are at stake...»
Slowly, a smile came to rise on your lips. Taehyung. Then a hysterical laugh, louder by the second.
"Fuck, I leave for a few years and my best friend goes completely insane! I should come back within the month to support you, I mean, do you even you realize ? Mama, Jeongguk is in trouble."
"Oh yeah, right ? I know he is."
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sorry for the late uptade, college work and everything yk :/ waiting for your returns tho &lt;3
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