#bts kim taehyung
*s - contains smut
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[drabble]by@lamourchepreschool teacher!Taehyung, single mom!reader
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Summary:Taehyung takes Tannie to the vet and develops a crush on the vet, and proceeds to tell a few white lies to see her again.Yourselfby@bubmygestablished relationship, vampire au
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Summary:One to two bottles of wine, and the entire world at your fingertips.Have Mercyby@adoredcores established relationship, PWP
Summary:His thoughts were running wild. His bulge was slowly becoming more and more noticeable. His throat was also becoming to run dry. Lord have mercy on his soul.Somehowby@army-authorfriends to lovers
Summary:“Your lips are really warm.”Words I Want to Sayby@army-authorfriends to lovers
Summary:“First second I saw you and I couldn’t get over how beautiful you were.”Early Celebrationby@joonsgotthejuices establsihed relationship, idol au, PWP
Summary:He should wait until you’re back home, but Taehyung couldn’t help himself when you looked this good and he’s had quite a bit to drink.“My hand is freezing. It’s a shame there’s nobody willing to hold it.”by@honeytaeestablished relationship
Thank you so much for including how not to!! So glad you enjoyed
Toxic: Teaser
Summary: Taehyung would do anything to make you his.
Teaser Word Count: 1.2k
Warnings: yandere, toxic behavior, obsession, stalking, nonconsensual pornography, phone sex, masturbation, use of stolen panties?
Taehyung had just stepped out of the shower when his phone rang. He groaned and trudged over to answer it, his eyebrows raising along with the corner of his lip when he saw your name flash across the screen. Ever since he’d come to your rescue that night at your apartment, you’d been contacting him more, wanting to be around him more. You’d visit his desk more often, coming up with questions you already knew the answer to, creating problems and asking him for help because IT takes way too long.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Tae. What are you up to?”
“Just got out of the shower, so I’m about to get dressed. You?”
You paused, the mental image of him in nothing but a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, hanging low and exposing his v-line, droplets of water slowly dripping down his tanned skin… you swallowed.
“Just bored. I was wondering… nah, nevermind it’s dumb,” you backtracked, suddenly too nervous to follow through with your plan.
“No, what is it?” He pressed.
“I was wondering if… maybe you could just talk to me? I just want to hear your voice. Tell me a story or something?” You bit your lip nervously waiting for a reply.
“Okay,” he agreed easily, pulling up the footage from the teddy bear he’d given you.
You were in bed, nothing but a sports bra and a flimsy pair of pajama shorts that clung to your thighs like Taehyung wanted to cling to them.
“When I was in high school, I had this friend who really liked magic,” Taehyung began, attempting to entertain you while watching closely to your reactions.
“Mhm,” you encouraged, your hand coming up to knead at your breast.
Taehyung’s eyes widened, momentarily pausing before he continued the story.
“He would do card tricks every day at lunch, but they never actually worked,” he continued.
You listened, not responding, holding the phone to your ear with one hand and kneading your breast with the other, occasionally pinching and pulling at your nipple. Soon, you discarded the fabric covering your tits altogether, biting back a moan while you kneaded and pinched while listening to Taehyung speak. The soft timbre of his low voice just did things to you and you couldn’t stop thinking about how sexy he had sounded the previous Friday when he presented his PowerPoint to your boss. The way he licked his lips while he spoke, the way his body moved with so much power. You whimpered out loud and Taehyung’s breath caught in his throat.
“Sorry, stubbed my toe, go ahead,” you lied, putting yourself on mute to avoid any further distractions. You put Taehyung on speaker and laid the phone by your head while you shimmied off your sleep shorts, revealing your bare pussy to Taehyung’s hungry eyes, unbeknownst to you of course. You played with your outer lips for a bit before slipping a finger inside and collecting your arousal, spreading it along your pussy, biting your lip at the feeling of the lubrication gliding over your clit.
It took everything inside of Taehyung, every ounce of self control he possessed to keep his cool and pretend he didn’t know what you were doing to yourself, using him to get yourself off. He swallowed thickly and kept talking, his eyes trained on you while you rubbed your finger in circles around your bundle of nerves before sliding it inside your heat. You moaned, which Taehyung heard through the one Bluetooth earpiece he’d connected to his computer so he could listen to you without getting caught while you listened to him. His cock was throbbing with need but he couldn’t distract himself, he had to play it cool.
You gasped and your back arched off your bed while you pleasured yourself to the sound of Taehyung’s voice. You blindly reached towards your bedside table for your vibrator, quickly inserting it inside yourself and imagining Taehyung’s shaft was buried inside you instead. You whimpered his name and it nearly sent Taehyung into cardiac arrest, sucking in a stunned breath. You froze, sitting up and asking if he could hear you, but he just continued the story as if nothing happened. You melted with relief, sliding the toy back inside your heat and groaning, turning the volume up on your phone so it sounded like he was speaking right into your ear.
“Turns out he was super good at the disappearing rabbit trick though, kinda turned him into a girl magnet believe it or not,” he told you while you pressed the vibrator deeper inside, your body beginning to shake.
“Fuck, yeah, Taehyung, right there! Oh Tae!”
Your moans were music to Taehyung’s ears, he couldn’t believe he was the one causing them. He only wished he could be there in person to cause them, show you how good he could make you feel. But you weren’t ready yet. You would come to him (and for him) soon. You were on your way. You screamed out his name as your orgasm washed over you and Taehyung whimpered quietly to himself, but if you could hear him, you gave no indication of it, falling to your bed with a thud and panting heavily.
“Then during the talent show he did that trick where you cut someone in half,” he kept talking, pretending he didn’t know what you had just done, and you closed your eyes with a smile, just listening to the vibrato of his voice for a while.
Soon, the story was over and you were almost asleep, content and happy after a wonderful masturbation session.
“Did you get what you needed from me?” Taehyung asked, his tone slightly darker, almost seductive.
“W-what?” You asked, your heart thumping erratically. Had he heard you touching yourself and calling out his name? Surely not. You had muted. You had checked!
“Did you get what you needed? Whatever you called for?” He rephrased, evening his tone out.
“Oh, yes. I feel much better. Very relaxed, so I can sleep now. Which is why I called you,” you added hastily.
“Oh, well glad I could help. You can call me for whatever you need help with, whenever you need it,” he smirked to himself.
“Thank you Tae, same to you. Sweet dreams!”
“Sweet dreams, Y/N.”
Taehyung immediately dropped his towel and grabbed his throbbing cock, pulling up your nude photographs and grabbing the panties he’d swiped from your hamper, pressing them to his nose with a deep inhale. He toyed with the idea of using them to stroke himself but didn’t want to lose your scent. He started pumping his shaft to the idea of being able to taste your sweet cunt while he ate you out, or you riding his cock and making the beautiful noises you’d made today, crying out his name when he made you cum over and over and over again. Taehyung was shaking, he was so aroused, and it didn’t take him long to spill all over his hand, your name falling from his lips as came.
Taehyung knew it was almost time, his heart was racing with the possibilities. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on you.
Toxic | kth [m] coming soon!
This is my first time writing a yandere story, as I decided to try and push myself as a creator and see what I could do. This is also my first time planning a chaptered fanfiction; Toxic will be a multi-part fanfiction. Please give me some grace as we go on this journey together! There is currently no specific release date, but I am working on chapters as I am able :)
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This is NOT healthy behavior. This is not okay. If someone ever tries to treat you like this, RUN or use resources like these :
Victim Connect Resource Center
Love Is Respect Helpline: 1-866-331-9474.
National Domestic Violence Hotline: 1-800-799-7233.
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Characters: Lion!Namjoon, Jaguar!Jin, Black panther!Yoongi, Cheetah!Hoseok, Snow Leopard!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, cougar!Jungkook, Serval!Reader
Summary: In a world where Hybrid protection laws are gradually strengthening, many organisations are still advocating for the complete extermination of your species. What happens when you find yourself and 7 other predatory hybrids in a truck en route to a hybrid slaughter facility?
Genre:fluff, a tiny bit of angst
Warning: None here
A.N: Here is it folks! Escape is finally complete! I hope you liked reading it as much as I loved writing it! Thank you so much for you kind response to this fanfic, it made me so happy! I hope you’ll like the epilogue as well!
Word count: 1K
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Your job as a florist’s helper is even more fulfilling than you thought it would. The flower shop is kept by a young disabled woman, Ellie, who found the way to express herself through flower language, arranging the most beautiful assortments you’ve ever seen. She is not very verbal, but your heightened senses help the both of you to communicate. It’s not rare that your ears pick up on the tiny whimpers she lets out when confronted with foreign situations or particularly obtuse patrons, and when they do, you immediately rise up to offer her some help, taking your role of helper to heart.
The first thing you noticed about her is the lack of judgment in her sparkling brown eyes. Unlike most humans you have ever met, she didn’t scan you warily, eyeing your ears and tail in disdain or apprehension. In fact, she mostly kept her eyes trained on yours, smiling shyly as Emilio introduced you. Your days in the shop are mostly quiet; most of the time Ellie works wordlessly in the back on her floral arrangements and you tend the flowers in the front, sometimes helping the patrons with their orders. Sometimes, Jimin will even pass by to bring you coffee from his job next door during his break, enjoying his pause with you and beautiful flowers, though he does say he finds you even more gorgeous than the plants surrounding you, making you blush every time.
You enjoy this calm routine, allowing you to spend quiet moments before coming back to your chaotic household. Don’t get it wrong, you absolutely love living with the other hybrids, but who knew that living with seven boys - especially hybrid boys- could be so tiring?
Everyone in the house adjusted quite well to the new dynamic, though Namjoon changed jobs quickly. He found that bouncer reminded him too much of his old life to continue, and has instead chosen to work in the calm of a library, surrounded by books and knowledge. It proved to be a vocation for him, and he now dedicates most of his free time to read in the secret garden beside your house, most often than not along with someone to cuddle.
Taehyung found himself a job in an art gallery, making him come home with sparkle in his eyes and dozens of photos of the new art pieces he discovered today. He loves describing art to you, and why he finds it so incredible, and though you don’t understand everything, you can’t get enough of his exited face as he talks animatedly. Jin’s cooking skills helped him land a better job in the restaurant he works for, moving from cleaning dishes to actually being able to make some, his finer taste buds impressing the chef. You do find yourself to be equally as impressed, and even more grateful to be able to witness -and taste- his improvements, often hanging around the kitchen when he tries new recipes.
Some would think that the eight of you having to work forbids you to see each other, but not in this case. Sure, you don’t spend all of your day together and it’s sometimes hard to see each other with different schedules, but it makes the time when you can be around each other all the more special. You all have the sundays off, officially making it ‘date’ day, where you all go on a date together, sometimes at the fair, playing games or a picnic in the fields around your home, always ending the day with a movie night, all huddled up on the couch.
You also manage to spend time with each of the boys, individually or in small groups, sometimes spending the night watching anime with Jungkook and Taehyung, listening to Namjoon reading stories while cuddled up with Hoseok under the sun or organising a spa night with Jin, Jimin and a somewhat reluctant Yoongi. You feel like you are falling in love more and more every day with these seven boys, your chest filling with warmth every time you see one of them, and it’s not hard to see that they all love you as much.
Sometimes it doesn’t even feel real; if someone had told you a few months ago that you would live happily in a big relationship with seven boys, you would have laughed. You probably would have said that it would be impossible, and that in any case you wouldn’t deserve it. But it does feel very real indeed as you find yourself in a big cuddle pile on the couch for one of your movie nights. It feels very real as you make love to Jungkook in the shower after working out together in the gym. Very real as you fall asleep, head on Namjoon’s lap as he reads beneath a tree, lulled to sleep by his steady breathing.
You wouldn’t have dared to imagine ever being happy, too scared to build your hopes up, you remind yourself as your Hope dances under the spotlight along with his dance team, his face scrunching up in concentration while his body moves, entranced by the music. You swear he was born to dance, his movement barely letting out that he is just a novice.
But now you are able to let all your tension go when you are with them, able to relax and finally just enjoy living, for the first time. That thought brings tears to your eyes sometimes, that you can live while your siblings can’t. The trauma is always here, and you can sometimes notice it in your mates’ eyes. You often try to just bury it deep inside you, to mask your pain so that you can help them with theirs, and you find solace in knowing that you can at least relieve them for a bit.
“It takes time”, is what Yoongi said when he noticed your efforts. Perhaps he is a bit more observant than your other mates, and that is why he can see straight through you. “And work. But we will make that work together, hm? Please don’t try to erase your pain for us, baby.” Ever since that conversation, Yoongi is much more attentive to your feelings, and he is the one you go to every time you need to talk, turning his covers in a makeshift fort, eating ice cream and sweets together, talking most of the night.
Life is sweet now, and though it doesn’t cancel out all that you’ve been through, you can feel yourself heal as time passes. You finally feel complete after so long, able to be at ease and around people you love and who love you. Of course it’s not easy everyday living with seven men, but you wouldn’t want it any other way. They are your family now, and you love them from the bottom of your heart.
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I hope you liked it! Please tell me what you thought of the epilogue or Escape as a whole! I love to hear your feedback! Thank you for reading Escape!
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Characters: Lion!Namjoon, Jaguar!Jin, Black panther!Yoongi, Cheetah!Hoseok, Snow Leopard!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, cougar!Jungkook, Serval!Reader
Summary: In a world where Hybrid protection laws are gradually strengthening, many organisations are still advocating for the complete extermination of your species. What happens when you find yourself and 7 other predatory hybrids in a truck en route to a hybrid slaughter facility?
Genre:fluff, smut
Warning: fingering, oral (f and m receiving), unprotected sex (Wrap it up kids), creampie, strong language
A.N: Here is chapter 8! This fic is longer than what I originally planned but I’m happy! This is my first time writing smut so I hope you’ll like it!
Word count: 3.5K
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The other side of your bed is cold by the time you wake up. Jimin has already gone to work. You yawn before sleepily making your way to the kitchen. The whole house is empty since it’s already 12 p.m., and your eyes widen when you realize how long you slept. You look through the fridge in search of food and your eyes fall on a plate of pancakes along with a small note.
“Just warm them up, they should be delicious ;) - Jin”
You smile at the attention before plopping the stack of puffy disks in the microwave. You’ll thank the jaguar later for his thoughtfulness, you think to yourself as you pour yourself a drink. Since it was their first day for all of them, they should be back around the same time later this evening. Normally, Yoongi and Namjoon would work during the night, but today is their training day so they are just learning the ropes.
The brunch was indeed just as delicious as Jin promised, and you happily stroll back to your room to get dressed and take a shower.
The start of your afternoon consists solely of browsing the furniture catalogue Emilio provided you yesterday while enjoying the sun in the garden, surrounded by flowers. You choose different items to decorate the place, along with a TV and two beds. One for Jimin, and one for Taehyung. Only if he needs to stay a night, of course…
You miss him. More than you probably should but you feel this unexplainable pull towards him. Towards all of them if you were truly honest but you don’t even dare think about that. You have heard about mates, that hybrids were engineered to be able to form special bonds with their owners, but also with the other hybrids they live with. But seven mates? Is this even possible? You sigh. It doesn’t help that the hybrids you live with are extremely attractive, with each their special traits that make them amazingly unique.
Moreover, this supposed bond is supposed to be formed over time. It is in no case instantaneous, and you can’t help but wonder how yours could have formed so rapidly. Perhaps traumatic experiences can form bonds quicker. That would explain the special relationship between the eight of you, and your incomprehensible need to protect and be with them.
You don’t know what the future holds for this family, nothing but happiness you hope. But right now, it still feels incomplete. Taehyung is the missing piece of the puzzle that is your home. Thinking of him makes your heart ache, so you try to focus on the furniture instead. But it’s hard when your brain only wants to focus on him, his voice, his smell…
Wait.
His smell! You get up at once when you realize that what you smell is not a figment of your imagination, the catalogue falling from your hands. You run without a care to the door, opening it with full force to reveal a startled Taehyung. You pause for a second to make sure you aren’t dreaming before jumping in his arms screaming his name. He immediately wraps his arms around you, spinning you in his arms, nose nestled at the crook of your neck. You grip harder at his jacket, not willing to ever let go ever again, face pressed against him. Your heart is beating a hundred miles an hour in your chest, tail swishing excitedly behind you.
He puts you back on your feet and you move backwards to take him in. Your smile falters as your eyes fall on his disheveled state. His hair is dirty, jacket covered in dirt and his eyes scream fatigue. You usher him in at once to make him sit on the couch.
“What happened to you?” you ask, voice full with worry. He smiles tiredly at you.
“She replaced me.”
“What?”
You look at him incredulously, taking his hands in yours to urge him to tell you more.
“She didn’t care that I was taken. She replaced me with another hybrid. I left as soon as I saw them.” A forced smile is still plastered on his face, doing a poor job at masking his pain.
“You slept outside?”
“I was too far from the center. And I had some troubles with some humans so I had to hide for a while”
“I’m so sorry Tae-” you start to say before he interrupts you.
“I’m so fucking happy to be with you again”
You meet his eyes before engulfing him in another hug. You wish you could take all his hurt away, starting with his hunger, you think as you hear his stomach rumble.
“Do you want to take a shower? I’ll make you something to eat”
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You are busy finishing his omelet when he steps back in the living room. You borrowed some clothes from Jimin for him, fairly sure that the snow leopard wouldn’t mind. As you turn around to place his plate on the table, you notice Taehyung looking around the room in curiosity.
“This is a really nice house,” he says as he comes to sit at the table. You sit across him, brows furrowed in worry. You don’t even respond to him before asking him more questions.
“You found us thanks to the center? You talked to Emilio?”
“Hmmm- Yeah. He was very nice. He told me not to worry and that he would come later to organize things for me, though I’m not sure what he meant by that,” he answers while devouring his omelet. You would feel prideful for the way he is practically inhaling the meal if it weren’t for the fact that he probably hasn’t eaten a proper meal in 3 days.
“He probably meant the whole having a job thing”, you explain vaguely with a grin. His eyes widen, and a small bit of omelet falls from his fork stopped just before his mouth.
“We need to have jobs?” he says incredulously, making you laugh. “Is that why the others are not here?”
“Yeah, they are working. I start tomorrow, that’s why I’m alone today” you answer, grinning. He hums in understanding.
“That makes sense actually,” he says before resuming to eat. Neither of you say anything before he ends his plate.
“I missed you so much,” you confess in a whisper, making him look up from his now empty plate. He looks so serious with his golden eyes staring back into yours. You look away from his too-intense gaze and bring his plate back to the kitchen sink. He follows after you.
“I missed you too. I was a fool to think I could live without all of you.”
You stop in your tracks, setting the plate in the sink before turning back to him, eyes wide. He feels it too? He looks expectantly at you, a small smile tugging at his lips. You smile back at him, taking a step towards him to take him in your arms again.
“You won’t leave again will you?” you ask meekly, your voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt. One of his hands comes under your chin to lift it, making you lock eyes with him.
“Never.”
Next thing you know, his lips come in contact with yours. His kiss is shy, his soft lips grazing yours, as if he is waiting for you to pull away. You grab at the fabric of his shirt to deepen the kiss, making him smile against your lips. His hand leaves your chin to rest on the side of your head, pressing his lips against yours with more urgency. What started as a tentative peck gradually becomes more heated, your hand coming to his hair while the other one pulls at the collar of his shirt.
It’s only a matter of seconds before his tongue enters your mouth, making you groan in the kiss. Your cheeks are burning up, and you feel more and more light headed, your legs turning to jelly. You feel one of his hands sink down to your hips, slipping under your shirt to caress your soft skin. His hand feels so warm against you, the hair at the back of your neck rising at the contact. You lightly bite his bottom lip in retaliation, making him grunt.
You pull away for a second, panting. His eyes are clouded with desire, sending heat directly between your legs, his lips swollen red from the kiss and his cheeks blushed pink.
“Do you want a tour of the house?” you ask, slightly out of breath, your eyes focused on his inviting plump lips.
“I only want to see your room.” he replies in his deep voice, a smirk tugging at his lips, making shivers travel down your spine. If you lived alone, you would’ve taken him right here and then.
You take his hand to lead him to your room, walking faster than normal in excitement. You barely have the time to close the door before his lips are assaulting yours again. His body presses into you, your back pushed against the door. He kisses you hungrily, moaning against you when you pull lightly on his hair. You let your other hand roam on his hard chest, reveling in the feel of his muscles under your touch. His thigh comes between yours, helping him press his body further into yours.
His hand leaves your hip to move up to your breast, squeezing the soft flesh through the fabric of your shirt, making you moan. More, you want more of his touch, more of him. Your hands sink down to the edges of his shirt, slowly uncovering his chest. You break the kiss, eyes lowering to watch, taking in every inch of the smooth skin you are revealing with your motion. You had already noticed his impressive build, but never up close, and boy does he not disappoint. His narrow waist and broad shoulders are enough to make your mouth water. He chuckles softly at the hungry look in your eyes, proud of how he makes you feel.
You let him remove his shirt, biting your lip at the sight of his caramel skin. Your hands explore every inch of his warm chest as he resumes the assault on your lips. He breaks the kiss once more to remove your shirt. Once the piece of clothing is discarded, his large hands roam your upper body, lovingly gripping at your skin. Taehyung places his hands on your hips to lead you to the bed, pushing you to rest on your back. Your eyes are fixated with his golden one as you fall softly on the plump mattress. He removes your jeans in a swift motion and you ‘ooooh’, impressed, making him smile wide at you before climbing on top of you. You lace your hand through his hair as he starts peppering the sensitive skin of your neck with kisses, turning your head to allow him better access.
You pant in anticipation as he starts to sink down, trailing kisses from your neck to your breasts. He removes your bra, one of his hands coming to cup your breast while he kisses the other. His tongue darts from his mouth to lick your nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core while his other hand kneads your other breast. He nibbles softly on the perk bud before continuing his excruciatingly slow descent, kissing down to your stomach. He stops for a second, eyeing the still red marks on both your sides sadly, ears lowering. Suddenly self-conscious about your scars, you bring your hands to hide them but he’s faster, catching your wrists softly and delicately kissing along your scars. He intertwines your fingers together before looking up at you, a beautiful smile on his lips.
“You are so beautiful” is all he says before starting to kiss your stomach again, making you blush even more, if it is even possible.
One of his hands leaves yours, slowly starting to remove your underwear instead. Taehyung stops his kisses to sit on the ball of his heels, staring at you with lustful eyes which makes you completely forget your embarrassment, the sexiest smirk you’ve ever seen on a man plastered on his face. Your underwear finally removed, he comes back to kiss your lips all the while his fingers start griping at your inner thigh. His tongue starts prodding at the entrance of your mouth and you let him in, moaning against his lips in want. You squeeze his bicep to beckon him to touch you, the desire pooling between your legs leaving you a whining mess underneath him. You want him so bad, no scratch that, need him so bad, and you can’t bear to wait any longer.
It has been so long since you last have been touched like that and your body is ever the more sensitive to every brush of his hand on you, every caress of his lips on your skin making your skin burn. You practically jerk forward when his fingers finally come in contact with your core, the delicate brush of his digits against your clit sending jolts of electricity coursing through your body. He slides his fingers up and down against you, gathering your arousal before sinking one inside you. You moan in bliss at the sensations as he adds another one, stretching you slightly as he pumps into you. He feels so fucking good, his long fingers able to reach places farther than your small ones could ever reach. You moan as he explores you, his fingers inside you working wonders and making you see stars.
Taehyung breaks the kiss, instead trailing kisses from your neck to your core, his fingers showing no sign of slowing down. You scream in pleasure as he starts to lick your clit. You arch your back almost in reflex, chasing after his tongue. He knows what he is doing, alternating between licking roughly and sucking on it, and you pant harder as the pleasure consummates you. He places his available hand on the top of your thigh to keep you in place as he starts to suck on the small bundle of nerves. You can tell your climax is impending, the waves of pleasure building up inside you making you cry out his name. The coil inside you finally breaks as his fingers pick up speed, your whole body shaking as he rides out your orgasm.
You pant as he removes his fingers, coming back up to kiss you sweetly. You hum in delight against his mouth, still in the haze of your orgasm, before one of your hands travels down his chest to his pants. Taehyung grunts as you wrap your hand around the bulge of his pants. You break the kiss, biting your bottom lip and trying to muster the most lustful gaze you can. He immediately gets the message, removing his pants in a barely contained excitement, and you sink your hand under his boxers, taking him in your hand. You can already tell that he is big and the thought alone makes your core clench in anticipation.
You pump him for a bit, reveling in the delicious moans escaping his lips before pushing him on his back and settling in between his legs for better access. He looks so beautiful under you like that, his cheeks flushed and his lips still glistening from your arousal. He grunts as you lick a strip from his base to his tip, his fist gripping the sheets. You maintain eye contact as you start to lick the tip of his cock, proud to see him gulp in pleasure. He tastes salty, you notice as you gather his pre-cum with your tongue, making him shiver in pleasure. You slide his cock in your mouth, trying to take as much of him as you can, loving the way his hips buck in pleasure as his dick sinks inches per inches down your throat. He is big and you already know your jaw is going to ache, but you don’t care, redoubling your efforts to take him deeper.
“F-fuck” is all he manages to utter as you bob your head up and down while gently massaging his balls. He suddenly rises, grabbing your shoulders to make you stop. “P-please. I need you”, he says, pushing you back on the bed.
His kiss is almost desperate as he lines up with your entrance, and you moan in anticipation, urging him to sink inside you. He doesn’t waste any time before starting to push into you, his dick stretching you out despite the earlier prep of his fingers. He stops as your cervixes connect, making sure you are alright before starting to move. You feel filled to the brim, and you have almost forgotten how good it feels. Once the burn of the stretch fades, you spur him on by kissing him fervently. His pace is slow at first, enjoying your small whines and moans as he drags on your pleasure. Still feeling sensitive from your first orgasm, it doesn’t take long for him to make you a whiny mess under him, begging him to go faster.
He easily complies with your wants, speeding up until his hips are slamming against yours. His thrusts are rendering you insane, his large cock hitting all the right places. You can’t think straight, barely able to choke out an “Oh my God” under his tenacious pace. You sink your nails in his back as you feel the overwhelming pleasure building up inside you, making him grunt. He grabs the back of your thigh to angle himself better inside you, and you cry out at the new sensations. Never had you ever had a man pound into you so fervently, making you cry out his name in devotion. He kisses you passionately as he continues his relentless assault on your pussy, momentarily muffling your moans against his mouth.
Your orgasm is getting closer with each thrust of his hips, your body starting to shake, and you can tell Taehyung must be close too, his rhythm getting sloppier. “O-oh please, p-please don’t stop!” is all you can say, your thoughts consumed by your pleasure. You can only think of him, his dick inside you and how good it feels to be full with him. His hand sinks down to your stomach to rub your clit, making your walls clench around him, sending the both of you over the edge. You arch your back in pleasure as he comes into you in a final thrust, your name the only word ever falling from his lips.
The force of your second orgasm renders you speechless, your eyes rolling back in your head in sheer ecstasy. Your mind is in a haze, unable to form coherent thoughts as waves of pleasure roll off of you. Taehyung slumps over you, panting and exhausted, his warm skin against yours, not even taking the time to remove himself from you. You are too drunk on him to care, your senses overwhelmed by him, his warmth, his scent mixed with yours, his hums of bliss muffled in the crook of your neck, his breath making you shudder.
Oh what a sight the two of you must be, panting and entangled together on the bed, a shine of sweat covering you. Your hair is sticking to your face but you have no energy left to move, trapped under him in a comfortable hold. After the pleasure comes the exhaustion, and you let yourself enjoy the comfort of his warmth.
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You decide it would be a good idea to take a shower, the both of you covered in both sweat and cum. Most of said shower is spent in each other’s arms, neither of you quite ready to leave the other’s hold, sharing kisses under the stream of warm water. During the rest of the day, you don’t leave his side, exploring the house and garden with him, or simply chilling on the couch in his arms. I could get used to that, you think to yourself.
The other hybrids are simply ecstatic when they come home to find Taehyung, Jimin springing into his arms. Dinner finally feels like it should, the dynamic you had become accustomed to back in place. Everyone is laughing, though you don’t fail to catch the jealous glares Taehyung receives during the night. It seems that the smell of sex surrounding you two hasn’t gone unnoticed by the other hybrids, though none of them dare to comment about it. The puzzle is finally complete, your final piece having found his way home. Your chest is filled with warmth, and your cheeks almost hurt from smiling so much. The celebration of Taehyung’s return goes well into the night, and it’s slightly tipsy that you go to sleep between him and Jimin.
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Tae is back!! I hope you liked it! Please tell me what you thought of it!
Thank you @jingabitch for helping me once again!
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃᵛᵉ, ᵗʰᵃᶰᵏˢ.
