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The Benefit of the Doubt | 02

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Pairing: fuckboy!Taehyung x Fem musician!Reader (eventual x dancer!Jimin)

Genre: College!AU, Friends with Benefits, Fluff, Humor, Smut

Summary: It's your senior year, and you're too busy with auditions and recordings for relationships. You're certainly too busy to get your heart broken, whether by your charming fuck buddy or the sweet, beautiful boy who is slowly dancing his way into your heart.

Word Count: 4,724

Warnings: Smut, fuckbaby Taehyung

AN: Posting this since it's already written, I'm feeling a little manic, and you degenerates always like smut. Anyway now we're in the weeds of me actually having to write the next chapter so RIP see this back in like a month or two probably.

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You glared at your ex-best friend while the two other boys eyed each other like two wary house cats and geared up to play. He just gave you an infuriating smirk and you resisted the urge to stuff your ping pong ball down his throat.

"You're the fucking worst," you hissed under your breath, turning away from him to face a grinning Taehyung. Of course he had won. Jungkook slunk away with a pout and went to sit sullenly on the couch, where he was quickly joined by the girls he had been talking to earlier.

You handed Taehyung the ball, pointedly ignoring the warmth of his touch when your fingers brushed his. Your eyes met, and you were grateful he couldn't see the way your stomach fluttered at his smoldering gaze. Had he somehow gotten more handsome since you'd seen him in the kitchen?

He leaned in to whisper in your ear, and you fought the shudder that tried to run down your spine at the sensation of his hot breath on your skin.

"Wish me luck," he murmured, before turning towards the team on the other side of the table who frankly looked like they had given up ages ago. His tongue flicked to wet his lips as he aimed, and you tried not to lick your own.

As soon as the ball left Taehyung's fingers, you realized that you wanted it to land. When it splashed into the final cup, he turned to smile at you and you did your best to look annoyed.

"A deal's a deal," said Eunbae, and promptly shoved you towards Taehyung. You yelped and toppled forward, your buzzed state making it impossible for you to keep your balance, and landed right in Taehyung's waiting arms.

"Falling for me already?" he teased, breath huffing over your ear and giving you goosebumps. You groaned at the cliché line and pushed him away despite the way your body wanted to melt into his.

"You're a lot cuter when you keep your mouth shut," you told him, rolling your eyes. You grabbed his hand and began leading him away from the table.

"Oh? You already want to go somewhere more private?"

"Oh my god," you groaned, regretting this already. "I'm not about to kiss you in front of Eunbae. Now shut up before I change my mind."

Taehyung smirked, but remained silent and followed you obediently out of the apartment. The hall was empty, and when you shut the door you could barely hear the music from inside. It felt much more intimate to be alone with him like this, without the party atmosphere to buffer your interactions.

The way Taehyung was staring at you like you were the only other person in the world wasn't helping. You gazed back at him, suddenly nervous and irritated at the feeling. He was the one pursuing you, so why did you suddenly feel the need to impress him?

Oh yeah, because you were a competitive, perfectionist bitch. Even if you hadn't found him to be unbelievably attractive, you'd still take the penalty seriously. Beer pong bets were nothing to take lightly. So you were going to kiss the absolute shit out of Taehyung and make him beg for more. It was a matter of pride.

His eyes widened when you stepped closer and pushed him lightly against the wall. He clearly hadn't been expecting you to actually go through with it.

"You paid your penalty," you said with a shrug, stepping closer and running your hands down his chest. "So why wouldn't I?"

"Are you saying kissing me is a penalty?" asked Taehyung, a cute pout appearing on his face. Despite the complaint in his voice, he reached forward to rest loosely on your hips. You smiled, appreciating the way he wasn't physically pushing for more.

"Well I'm about to find out," you responded lightly, resting your hands on his shoulders to help your balance as you went on tiptoe. You leaned forward to press your lips against his, and he pulled you closer as you relaxed into his body.

Taehyung's mouth was just as plush and soft as it looked, and he tasted sweet from whatever he had been drinking earlier. You let your fingers thread into his soft, fluffy locks as you deepened the kiss, and his grip on you tightened.

You raked your nails lightly against his scalp, enjoying the way he shuddered against you. When you gave his hair a light tug, a groan escaped his lips and you took the opportunity to swipe your tongue into his mouth in slow licks.

Taehyung let out a growl that made your thighs clench before one of his own hands tangled into your hair to crush your lips harder against his. His tongue mapped its way roughly through your mouth and you moaned, melting against him.

He was a shockingly amazing kisser, and you could feel your self control begin to slip. You gave his hair a light tug, half for his enjoyment and half to help ground yourself against the steady heat seeping into your core, and he let out another groan against your lips.

"Something wrong?" you asked innocently, leaving his mouth only to press open-mouthed kisses along his neck and jawline. You pressed your body harder against him, grinding your hips ever so slightly against his growing erection, and the hand still on your hip slid back to grab your ass.

"Fuck," he choked as you began to suck and nibble the skin where his neck met his shoulder. The husky rasp of his voice sent tingles between your legs, and you knew you had to stop soon before you lost yourself completely. You still couldn't help yourself from going back in for another taste of his sweeter than sweet mouth, running your tongue lightly over his lower lip before sucking on it lightly. The hand on your backside squeezed hard and you rolled your hips against his before pushing away with the last remaining traces of your dignity.

"I guess that wasn't so bad," you said nonchalantly, knowing you were slightly out of breath and that your cheeks were flushed. Taehyung stared back at you with impossibly dark, mesmerizing eyes, his mouth slightly parted and his bottom lip deliciously swollen. He leaned forward to kiss you again and you slid out of his grip with a grin that hid how much he had affected you.

"Wait - " he began, jaw dropping as you opened the door to the apartment.

"See you around," you said over your shoulder, closing the door behind you and cutting off whatever he had been about to say. You made eye contact with an obnoxiously smug looking Eunbae and flipped him off before searching for the bathroom. You needed to cool the fuck off.

~~~~~

The door shut behind you, and for a moment all Taehyung could do was stand there, dumbfounded and impossibly horny. What the hell had just happened?

He stared at the apartment door, half expecting you to come back out and finish what you had started. When it became clear nothing of the sort was going to happen, he glanced around the hall before adjusting himself in his now uncomfortably tight jeans. Damn, you were driving him up the wall. But it would make finally fucking you worth it.

When Taehyung re-entered the loud apartment, he looked around to see that you were nowhere to be found. Jungkook was at least thoroughly occupied getting his face eaten by one of the girls from earlier, so that was one less thing for him to keep track of.

Your guy friend was still at the beer pong table, and the two girls in your initial party had joined him. He decided to go pee before looking for you, and made his way through the throng of people to the side hall, which was remarkably clear of people.

As soon as Taehyung's hand landed on the doorknob, the door swung open and someone very soft and warm ran straight into his chest.

"Oh shit, sorry, I -" your stammered apologies trailed off when you looked up and realized just who you had walked into.

"Long time no see," he said with a grin, looking into your wide eyes and drinking in your flushed cheeks. He had clearly caught you off guard, because for once you had no comeback. He glanced behind him to see the hall was still clear and tentatively wrapped an arm around you, drawing you closer. You didn't protest, and he smirked as he leaned in to capture your already swollen lips with his own.

They were just as soft and sweet as earlier, and the tiny whimper you let escape your throat sent fire racing through him. He had a feeling you weren't quite as unaffected as you had let on, and the ragged gasp you let out when he sucked your lower lip between his teeth was all the encouragement he needed to steer you backwards into the bathroom. He locked it behind him without looking, backing you up against the counter as he ravaged your mouth.

"You're being very presumptuous," you gasped between kisses, even as your arms wrapped around his neck to bring him closer. Taehyung grinned against your lips, snaking his hands under your thighs to boost you onto the counter and swallowing your surprised squeak with another kiss.

"And you're being very cute, acting like you're not into this," he retorted, pulling you to the edge and smirking when you wrapped your legs around his waist. You shut him up by tangling your fingers in his shirt to pull him towards your eager lips, and for a while he let himself drown in your hot mouth and soft skin, groaning when your legs tightened around him. The friction of his erection against your crotch was just enough to tease without being satisfying, and his hands drifted toward the button of your jeans. Only for you to pull back and swat his hands away.

He gave you his best pout, wondering how you could still have self control when you looked just as thoroughly wrecked as he was. Your lips were red and swollen, you were panting slightly, your pupils were blown wide as you stared at him, and he wanted to eat you up.

"I'm still not fucking you in a bathroom," you insisted, trying to look stern but only managing a cute pout instead. Taehyung found himself endeared rather than annoyed, and he leaned in to kiss you again.

"What about my place?" he asked against your ear, feeling you shiver when he gave it a little nibble. Then you shoved him off of you and he worried he'd gone too far. Until you gave him your own smirk and took his hand.

"Let's go."

~~~~~

The walk to Taehyung's apartment could have cooled you off, but every few steps he had tugged you towards him to devour your lips as if he couldn't get enough, and you were more than willing to oblige. You were a mere human - there was only so long you could stave off temptation, even when other drunk partiers hooted at the two of you.

He really was a disgustingly good kisser, and by the time he locked the door behind him you were more than willing to let him disappoint you. As soon as he turned around again you pounced, shoving him against the door as you crashed your lips against his again.

"Roommates?" you asked breathlessly against his mouth as his hands snaked down to squeeze your ass with eager hands.

"Nope, it's a studio," he responded just as urgently before he was on you again, making you dizzy as he ravaged every inch of your mouth. You weren't sure how long the two of you were pressed against the door, but finally you broke away, unable to ignore the ache between your legs any longer.

"Take your clothes off," you ordered, though your voice was far too breathy to actually sound authoritative. He grinned, expression sharp and far more feral than you had ever seen, before he surged forward to paint your neck with wet open-mouthed kisses. You whimpered, too swept up in the heat of his lips to realize he was steering you backwards until your knees hit something soft and you toppled backwards onto his bed.

Taehyung laughed at your squeak of surprise even as he pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it aside before crawling towards you. You licked your lips as you drank in the glorious expanse of golden skin on display.

"Fair's fair?" he asked innocently, hands drifting towards the hem of your own top. You grinned back at him, sure that your own expression matched the hunger in his.

"Sure," you agreed, pushing him back and yanking your shirt off. You wriggled out of your jeans for good measure and he groaned.

"Fuck, you're so hot," he growled, eyes heated as his tongue snaked out to swipe across his plump lips.

"You're okay," you responded, knowing that was possibly the biggest understatement you had ever made in your life. He loomed above you like a dark angel, pupils blown wide, hair in disarray, and looking absolutely delicious. By the way his lips twitched, he knew you weren't being entirely truthful.

"Sure," he said with a shrug before swooping in to pepper your skin with more nips and sucks. One of his hands skimmed up your side to mold over your breast and you arched into his touch, letting out a quiet moan when he pinched your nipple through your bra. Then his other hand snaked its way between your legs to cup your aching core and you gasped.

"You get this wet for people who are just 'okay'?" Taehyung asked, eyes predatory as he dragged his fingers across the soaked fabric. You huffed at his teasing motion before grabbing his hand and shoving it firmly against your entrance, pushing aside your underwear so he could feel you in your entirety. He clearly hadn't expected you to be so assertive, and his jaw fell open as you ground your hips shamelessly against his palm.

"Holy shit," he choked, coming to his senses and sliding a thick finger past your slick walls. You mewled at the stretch, toes curling as you pressed his hand harder against you. "You're something else."

With that he went to work, slotting his lips messily against yours as he pressed another finger into you and giving a wicked twist. Fuck, maybe you had underestimated him, because he certainly seemed to know what he was doing.

"R-right there," you gasped against his mouth as he fingers crooked just so. He greedily swallowed the rest of your moans as he obeyed, and you found your hands digging into the meat of his shoulders for something to ground you.

Then he pulled his fingers out of you and sat back on his heels, leaving you empty, dripping, and confused. Your noise of protest died in your throat when he placed his two glistening fingers into his mouth, wicked eyes locked on yours as he sucked them clean. Oh fuck.

"Can I get a better taste, pretty girl?" he asked huskily, his tone making lighting shoot through your veins. Jesus fucking christ, you had definitely underestimated him.

"Go for it, pretty boy," you managed to breath, gaze riveted to his face as he dragged your underwear down your hips, pulling them off your ankles almost delicately. His own eyes were glued to yours as he dipped between your legs, and they gleamed with satisfaction at the way your breath hitched when he graced you with a slow, wet lick along your slit.

"Fuck, yes," he moaned against you, making your cheeks flush with warmth. Before you could reply, his perfect lips found your clit and you choked and yanked at his hair in surprise. It just seemed to spur him on further as he alternated between licks and sucks that had you babbling beneath him.

"Fuckfuckfuck, don't stop, fuck," you cursed, as you neared the edge, barely aware of what you were saying. He groaned, holding your bucking hips down with strong hands as he obeyed, lapping at you like a man starved. Your orgasm crashed over you, forcing a strangled gasp out of your throat as your thighs locked around Taehyung's gorgeous head. He kept going, taking everything you had to offer, and when you tried to push him away he shook his head with a sinful grin.

"You made me work for this, I've earned it," he grunted, giving you the tiniest reprieve before he went back to flicking your oversensitive bud with his evil tongue. You gave his fluffy locks another weak tug before falling back limply, helpless as the lightning jolts began to ease back into pleasure.

"Oh my god," you whimpered, chest rising and falling in sharp pants as you felt your stomach begin to tighten again. He pressed his fingers back into you, tearing a wordless cry from your throat when he found that same spot as earlier.

"Fuck, stopstopstop," you choked, making him freeze and pull away, looking at you with wide eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked, a hint of panic lacing his voice.

"Fuck me," you managed to gasp, propping yourself up on shaky elbows. "Now."

Taehyung's face morphed into an interestingly handsome mixture of relieved, turned on, and annoyed.

"You scared the shit out of me," he grumbled, making you smile as you reached behind your back to unclasp your bra.

"I want to cum on your dick," you replied innocently, as the hooks sprang free and you tossed your last remaining article of clothing aside. He swallowed hard, and you watched his Adam's apple bob before you turned around to rest on your elbows and knees.

"Pleaaaaaaaase?" you begged prettily, looking behind you and pushing your butt up towards him with an inviting wiggle. Taehyung's eyes had gone hard and dark, filled with something primal that sent more heat racing between your legs.

"You are asking for it," he rumbled, voice low and rich and heady as he ripped off his pants, pausing only to remove a foil packet from a pocket. His briefs followed, and your own eyes went wide as his cock sprang free.

"What the fuck?" you blurted, staring as your brain struggled to comprehend the existence of a man who was gorgeous, knew his way around female anatomy, and had a giant dick. Was your life a bad romance novel or something? Well, you weren't about to complain.

"Can't say I've gotten that reaction before," Taehyung replied with a snort as he tore open the packet and pinched the tip of the condom before rolling it over his length. Then he paused, eyeing your expression. "You still good?"

"Oh my god just fuck me already," you whined obnoxiously, making him chuckle. You had asked for it, after all.

"You are so-fuck." His reply died in his throat as you snaked your hand between your legs to spread your dripping folds to show him how ready you were. He couldn't scramble toward you fast enough, grabbing your hips in a bruising grip as he guided himself along your entrance with his other hand. You whimpered when his thick tip pressed against you, giving another wiggle that helped him slip one tantalizing inch.

"Who would've thought you're such a little slut?" he hissed, sounding strained as he pushed into you. You couldn't respond, breath caught in your throat as your walls struggled to accommodate his girth. Your head fell forward to rest on the sheets, even as you pressed your ass back against him, silently begging him onward. "Acting like you didn't want this."

You inhaled sharply when his hand came down to rub at your clit, distracting you from the burning stretch while your walls split open for him. By the time his pelvis was snug around your ass, you were panting and quivering, and his fingers were digging into your skin hard enough to bruise. It was clear he was trying to hold himself back, and you were done waiting.

"T-Taehyung," you managed in a shaky voice, unable to take it anymore. "Fucking move."

His nails dug into your soft skin harder, making you hiss, before he pulled out so just his thick head was resting at your entrance. Then he snapped his hips forward and you cried out, fisting the sheets.

"Is this what you wanted?" he growled into your ear as he began pumping into you at an excruciatingly slow, mouthwateringly hard pace. You could barely breathe through the delicious way he was stretching you out, and time vanished as he fucked you more thoroughly than you'd ever been fucked in your entire life.

"Taehyung!," you wailed, legs shaking as you did your best to press your ass against him. Taehyung groaned as your walls clenched around his cock, tumbling forward so his back was flush against yours. He began to rub insistent circles around your clit and your knees gave way, trapping his hand between your legs as he fell with you.

"Didn't you want to cum on my dick?" he panted, positively driving you into the mattress and fucking you against his hand. You could barely breathe, face pressed into the sheets and positively consumed by scalding heat. Then he angled his palm up so your swollen bud was grinding against it more insistently and you thought you might die. "Come on, pretty girl."

It was impossible not to obey, not when heat and pleasure was devouring you in an inexorable wave you couldn't avoid even if you wanted to. Your muscles tensed and you went taut against his chest as you went under, gasping something incoherent as your walls spasmed around him. Taehyung hissed and began pumping into you in furious thrusts as he chased his own release.

"Shit, you're so hot, so fucking - fuck," he groaned, grinding his hips hard against you as his cock pulsed inside your still twitching walls. You whined weakly as collapsed on top of you, his weight crushing the air out of your lungs.

"Give me a sec," he grumbled into your neck, though he shifted onto an elbow so you could breathe. "Jesus fuck."

You let out a feeble giggle as you caught your own breath.

"Yeah, that was…" you trailed off, unsure of what to say. Taehyung finally rolled off of you, though, he wrapped his arm around your waist to spoon you from behind.

"Fucking awesome?" he asked smugly, making you roll your eyes.

"As much as I hate to feed that giant ego of yours, yeah," you replied with a sigh, snuggling back against him despite your faux-irritation. He inhaled behind you and you elbowed him lightly in the stomach. "Don't say anything about other giant things."

"You're no fun," he grumbled, and you could hear the pout in his voice. He shifted off the bed to head to what was presumably his bathroom and you decided it was probably better not to get too comfy.

By the time he came back out you had gathered your clothes from the corners of his apartment and were eyeing your cold, damp underwear distastefully as you contemplated suffering through wearing jeans commando.

"What are you doing?"

You looked at him in confusion and saw your expression mirrored in his eyes.

"Uh… getting ready to leave?" you replied, cocking your head. He frowned, walking over to you and plucking the fabric out of your hand.

"It's late, just stay here," Taehyung insisted, dropping your underwear on top of your other clothes and flopping backwards onto his bed ungracefully. You held back a giggle as his… Taedong… also flopped. He held out his arms invitingly, and gave you the most devastating puppy dog eyes you had ever seen. "Come on, it's comfyyy. I'm comfy!"

"You are a very strange fuckboy," you said, shaking your head as you succumbed to his cuteness and climbed back into his bed. He pulled you closer, and you felt your own eyelids beginning to grow heavy as his warmth draped over you like a blanket.

"I get that a lot."

~~~~~

Taehyung was a fucking koala. You loved cuddling as much as the next person, but how the hell were you supposed to sneak out and avoid awkward morning after conversations when he was glued to your body?

It didn't help that your sleepy, mildly hungover brain wanted to sink into his arms and go back to sleep. You weren't sure how he still smelled so nice after a night of beer and other sweat-inducing activities, yet his scent enveloped you in an embrace as warm as his arms. You tried to shift out of his grip and roll off of the bed, but he somehow managed to tangle you in his octopus arms and pull you back so your back was flush against his chest.

You groaned internally, trying to ignore the way his hand landed on your upper thigh, tantalizingly close to an area that had begun to ache at the feeling of his naked body against yours. Focus. You had to focus.

Maybe you could replace your body with a pillow like that trick in Friends? You shifted, trying to shimmy slightly out of his grip. Then your butt brushed against something hard and you froze as you heard Taehyung give a sleepy groan behind you.

"'S too early to wake up," he slurred in a husky voice. The raspy rumble unfortunately sent another spark of heat coursing through your veins, and you couldn't resist another wiggle against his morning wood.

"Nevermind, it's not too early," he said immediately, sounding slightly more alert as he rubbed his hips against your ass. You snorted, amused despite the situation, and rolled away now that his grip on you had loosened. "Noooooo! Where are you going?"

Oh dear lord, the fuckboy was a fuckbaby. And unfortunately it was really fucking cute.

"Home," you replied, trying to stay strong as he looked at you with sleepy, devastated eyes.

"But…" He looked down at his dick and you were torn between the urge to laugh and facepalm. Taehyung was certainly Taehung but it was definitely time to get out of there.

"Wow, your game is off in the mornings," you observed in amusement as you found your clothes. You grimaced at your underwear before putting it on, resolving to shower as soon as you made it home. Then you began to pull on your jeans, but when you straightened to pull them up your back hit a warm, solid chest.

"It's cute when you act all aloof," Taehyung murmured into your ear, hands skimming your bare waist before hugging you against his body. His lips dipped to skim your neck and you found yourself gripping his arms for support as you tried to keep your head on straight.

"I'm not acting," you retorted, though your breath hitched when one large hand trailed up to brush a thumb over your hardening nipple. Taehyung's teeth nipped your neck and you whimpered, eyes fluttering shut as his tongue immediately soothed the bite.

"Come on, pretty girl," he crooned against your jaw, peppering kisses up and down the skin you hadn't realized you had tilted your head to expose. "I had a great time. Why don't we keep this going? I haven't gotten nearly enough of you yet."

Well fuck, he had certainly woken up enough to turn on the charm.

"Like, after today?" you asked confusedly, trying to stay rational as Taehyung worked to bring out your inner ho at frightening speed. He palmed your breast, rolling your nipple between thumb and forefinger as he hummed an assent. His other hand dipped into your still-unbuttoned jeans to cup your core teasingly, and you licked your lips.

"Yeah, like friends with benefits or whatever," he agreed, dragging his fingers against your now twice-ruined underwear. You sagged against him, suddenly worried your knees might refuse to hold your weight, and he propped you up easily.

"Fuck, you're annoying," you muttered, earning an indignant noise before you turned around and shoved Taehyung back onto his bed. "Fine, but no friends, only benefits."

"Damn, you really are the coolest."

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