#kim teahyung x reader smut

[taetaespeaks]

The Wife / THV part.5

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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You had been watching the soapy water run over the tender flesh of your left shin for almost an hour. The water was cold but you didn't seem to feel it. Everything was cold in this huge house.

The freedom you had dreamed of away from your former husband seemed bitter. Since your arrival, you had hardly seen the sunlight.

Taehyung was always working, your mother never answered the phone, Jimin was always busy, you had no choice but to make conversation with that poor boy Hoseok, your bodyguard. Why would you need a bodyguard? And more importantly, did he really need to watch you take a bath?

"Tell me, Hoseok." Slowly, you turned onto your side, revealing more nudity than necessary to observe the young man, leaning your arms against the icy marble walls of the bathtub and resting your chin on them, tilting your head slightly with perfectly masked false curiosity, but the young man's watchful eyes were not fooled by your fake looks. "Is it really necessary for you to watch me shave my legs or just a little kink you have?"

Hoseok laughed, his usual loud laugh that made you wrinkle your nose slightly, the noise, you were not used to it.

"I am obeying Mr. Kim's orders, ma'am."

Resuming your original position, you let yourself sink a little more into the almost icy water as you watched the black, cold ceiling inaccelebrate with a loud sigh, the lapping of the water making no effort to hide your annoyance.

"How is Jeongguk?"

A silence. Too long. Hoseok never answered you, instead he suddenly stood up.

"Sir."

Taehyung was all dressed up in a new and even more expensive suit, his hair perfectly combed back, his eyes scanning your naked body in the water but you didn't stared at him any longer than necessary.

You were miserable, in that big, cold house where Taehyung kept you as a trophy. Wasn't this what you had always wanted? To depend on a rich man and spend your days with nothing to do but look at yourself in a high wall mirror? What had you really wanted?

"You'll catch a cold."

"I hope so, maybe this way I can get out of this place."

Taehyung laughed, ignoring your defeatist tone and with a nod, ordered Hoseok to leave not even bothering to look at him.

"Don't be grumpy. You don't have to go out, you have everything you want here."

"I want to go out."

Taehyung's jaw tensed slightly before another cute smile lit up his childish face, childish, particularly when he wore that expression.

"No, you don't."

You did not contradict him, what would have been the point?

"I have a meeting tonight, again, make yourself at home." He joked, kissing your cold forehead and as if in a breath, he was gone again but this time you wasted no time.

Dressed only in a towel, and delighted to see that for once Hoseok wasn't waiting for you at the door, you ran to the second office, closing the door and pulling the white towel tighter around your trembling body, you tributary to the nearest landline phone. Jeongguk's number seemed so natural to type on the overly expensive object, cold, like everything here.

"Jeongguk?" You exclaimed, a slight smile appearing on your face so suddenly angelic but on the other end of the line only silence reigned.

"Gukkie, it's me, y/n. Are you okay? Can you help me?"

Nothing.

"Fuck, Jeongguk!"

Nothing.

A cry of frustration escaped you as in a fit of rage you threw the phone on the black tile and watched it furiously explode into a few small pieces.

"Shit, shit, shit..." Your frozen hands grabbed the pile of leaves waiting to be sorted on the right corner of the oak cabinet before you sent them flying across the room.

As you watched them fall, your actions suddenly seemed so pointless, for the first time, you were not in control. Had you ever had it?

"Stop."

Jimin stood in the doorway, surprisingly unsurprised and even less alarmed by your distressed state.

With great hurried steps, he walked over to you and to your astonishment abruptly hugged you, ignoring your wet body staining his clothes with water droplets.

"Stop. He can't know." He whispered in the hollow of your ear.

"What the fuck are you talking about!" Pushing him away abruptly, you pulled away from your best friend giving him a look close to madness. "What the fuck are you all talking about? What's your fucking problem?"

Jimin shook his head from left to right, looking sorry.

"y/n, stop it. We're fucked."

"Is there a problem?" Hoseok appeared in turn, his usual warm smile and relaxed air contrasting with the tense and absurd scene before him.

"No-" Jimin began, with an air of urgency.

"Oh, yes, there's a problem. I want to see my mother, I want to see my ex-husband, and I want to get out of this shitty place! So, fuck your boss, Hoseok, you're going to do your job and obey me and give me what I want!" You were now standing in front of him and although he was taller, it had never been something that scared you. "Now, asshole."

Something changed in the guard's gaze and before you could repeat your request, a burning pain caught you on the cheek. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Jimin take a step forward and then change his mind just as suddenly. Hoseok had just hit you. Hoseok had just hit you.

Slowly you looked up at the young man. He was still smiling, like an idiot. It didn't take long for rage to take control of your body, and if it weren't for Jimin's reflexes, who, knowing you, leapt to grab your wrist before your palm hit Hoseok's cheek in return.

"Let go of me, Jimin. LET GO OF ME!" He did not obey. No one was obeying you.

Hoseok smiled even more, then leaning toward you, he whispered.

"Madam should learn to control her emotions." Your eyes locked with his, your pupils wide as if watching a demon from the underworld. Jimin let go of your wrist, which fell limply down your body. "I'll walk you back to your room now, love.”

As he started to turn around, your suddenly hot hand tightened around his bicep, stopping him in his tracks. The dark-haired man slowly turned back to you, raising his eyebrows curiously as a demented grin grew on your face under Jimin's terrified gaze as he instinctively stepped back.

"No men. No man. Has ever laid a hand on me. I will kill you for this."

Hoseok's gaze darkened but he didn't answer, dropping his arm, you left the two men behind, heading for "your room."

"You." Jimin looked up slightly. "I want to see Sa ra. Now." He nodded hesitantly.

You would ruin them all if you had to, but you would win. Always.

•••

"She tried to call him."

"I see."

Taehyung calmly looked at the ring he planned to put around your finger incessantly soon, with attention, back turned to Hoseok, whose attention seemed to be elsewhere.

"Stop looking at him." Hoseok immediately raised his gaze at the command, gaze who used to stare at an unrecognizable and torture-changed Jeongguk, who, breathing hard, was trying to get up from the bloody floor, his own blood on his scratched palms causing him to slip and fall back onto the floor of the Kim Association's boss's office.

"I see." Taehyung repeated, smiling strangely, almost creepily, closing his palm on the ring, he swiveled his seat to observe Hoseok.

"She probably threatened to kill you, am I wrong?"

"No, sir." Hoseok smiled, amused. "She did."

It was Taehyung's turn to laugh, a laugh devoid of humor. "Then she will." Hoseok's smile turned into a grimace and then disappeared. "Oh yes, my love, she is like that, she will."

On the other side of the door, Sa ra swallowed her saliva with difficulty. Terrified and stunned by the sight of the now motionless body of her former high school friend that she could see through the keyhole.

"Holy shit, y/n, what did you do?"

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[georgiebrits]

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.

[kittyscupcakeandbunny]

A BREATH OF FIRE ox Min Yoongi

[Hybrid Gods AU]

PART THREE

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.

….

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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QUICK FIX #14: You play around and pleasure BTS Taehyung's (V) cock with a vibrating teddy bear

Member: BTS Taehyung (V)

Content: Masturbation, Cumshot

Type: UNCONVENTIONAL

Word Count: 986

This story is part of my Quick Fix Dirty Kpop Imagines series. Check it out for more smut and other members and groups 😊

You're seated by the foot of the bed. Taehyung is laying naked in front of you, leaning on his elbows, with a hard dick between his legs. In your hands, you're holding a soft, comfy teddy bear.

You pull the little ring behind the mechanical toy. The bear vibrates for several seconds, while the string you've pulled out slowly retracts back into it. You both look at the bear curiously.

When it stops, you turn to Taehyung with a naughty expression on your face. He grins playfully back at you. You're both thinking the same thing.

Taehyung spreads his legs slightly, while you scoot closer to him and lean in between his thighs. You reach up and place the adorable bear on his chest, pull the string, and move the bear around. Slowly, the vibrations and soft fur gently massage Taehyung’s skin.

Taehyung closes his eyes and opens his mouth. The sensation the bear produces feels great on his naked body.

You pull the string again, and the bear sets off, eager to explore every inch of Taehyung’s front. It seductively visits his neck, stomach and waist as you move it around, and pull the string repeatedly. Taehyung shivers and breathes heavily. He seems to love what you're doing to him.

The bear ventures south. It circles around Taehyung's crotch, and explores his legs and the sensitive areas on his inner thighs. It goes down the legs, one at the time, and back up again toward the boner.

Taehyung is so fucking hard. Throughout the whole thing, his long dick leans stiff against his stomach. When you finally let the bear touch the dick, Taehyung let's out a loud moan.

You pull the string again, and let the bear climb up and down the shaft. It presses and vibrates against it. The vibrations send a thrill through Taehyung, who begins to pant and moan a little heavier. The shaft occasionally jolts as blood pulses through it.

You crab the root of the dick with your hand and hold it up. It points straight in the air, and the vibrating bear climbs and slides down it, as if playing in a tree. Again and again, you and the bear enjoy the full length of Taehyung's cock, while Taehyung continues to moan and groan with pleasure.

You use your teeth to pull the string, and your nose brushes against the erection. You play with the bear, move it as if it's climbing, and every time it reaches the top the bear kisses the head.

Eventually, the bear doesn't climb back down. You pull the string for the twentieth time, and press the nose of the toy harder against Taehyung's dick head. This teases the cock, and edges him on as he gets ever closer to an orgasm.

Taehyung begins to squirm. He wraps his legs around your body between his thighs. He lifts and lowers his ass repeatedly, while the bear sends sensational vibrations through his cock.

“Ugh,” Taehyung groans. “Ahh, Mr. Bear, you're gonna make me come!”

His eyes are shut hard and his face becomes strained and twisted. When the edging almost gets too much for him to bear, he opens his eyes wide, sits up straight, and leans on his hands behind his back. His leg muscles become tense around you, and he stares with his mouth wide open at your hand and Mr. Bear on his boner.

“Fuck!” Taehyung exclaims, when you grab a little tighter around the shaft, and press the bear a little harder against the head. “Ughhn, fuuck, I'm coming on you Mr. Bear!”

The shaft suddenly jolts, as a sexual pulse shoots through it. Taehyung quickly lifts his ass from the bed. You bend down, briefly to pull the string with your teeth again, then sit back up to avoid the cum you know is about to ooze out of the tiny hole at the tip of Taehyung's shaft.

Still holding around the root, and pointing the dick straight in the air, you press the vibrating bear harder and harder against the tree.

For a moment – a split second which feels like an eternity – nothing really happens. Taehyung is holding his breath and his body freezes, every muscle in him tense as the orgasm happens.

You both sit and stare at the head with anticipation. You never take the snout from the head, as you hold it completely still while it goes through its vibration cycle.

Then Taehyung erupts. He jolts again, throws his head back, and moans: "Aahh-uhhh!"

Cum squirts out of him, like lava from a previously dormant volcano. The thick, white liquid keeps coming, oozing out until the head, shaft and back of your hand is completely drenched in it. The bear gets soaked, as you begin to move it in tiny circles around the head, sucking up all the sperm.

You bend down one last time to pull the sting with your teeth. A second pulse shoots through the shaft, and more cum squirts out and rolls down it.

Mr. Bear is loving it. You move him around, letting the fur soak up all of Taehyung's produce. The bear starts climbing the makeshift tree again, up and down the shaft, while he cleans both the shaft and the back of your hand.

You finally let go of the cock and wipe your palm on the bear. Taehyung has come down from his orgasm and begins to relax, leaning on his elbows once again. He looks at you, and when your eyes meet you both start to giggle.

“Damn, that was amazing!” Taehyung says. ”You're so good baby.”

“I can't take the credit,” you say playfully. “It was Mr. Bear.”

“From now on,” Taehyung says, “Mr. Bear should always come to bed with us."

He reaches out and places his hand between your legs. “Maybe next time he'll visit his cave. I've heard he loves a cozy pussy.”

[themwordsblog]

La la la la Love

The school bell rang, signaling the end of another tedious math class. Hana quickly packed her books, hoping to avoid any unnecessary encounters. But as she turned the corner, she ran into the last person she wanted to see—Kim Taehyung.

“Well, well, if it isn’t Hana,” Taehyung drawled, a smirk playing on his lips. “Where are you rushing off to?”

Hana’s heart pounded in her chest. “J-Just going to the library,” she stammered, avoiding his piercing gaze.

Taehyung’s smirk widened. “I think you have time for a little chat, don’t you?” He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming.

She took a step back, fear evident in her eyes. “Please, Taehyung, I don’t want any trouble.”

He reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Who said anything about trouble?” His voice was soft, almost tender, but Hana could see the dangerous glint in his eyes.

---

During lunch, Hana sat alone in the cafeteria, trying to enjoy her meal. Taehyung watched her from across the room, his eyes never leaving her. His friends, Namjoon and Yoongi, noticed his fixation.

“Why don’t you just leave her alone, Taehyung?” Namjoon suggested, concern in his voice.

Taehyung tore his gaze away from Hana and looked at his friend. “I can’t. She’s… different.”

Yoongi raised an eyebrow. “Different how?”

Taehyung didn’t answer, his eyes drifting back to Hana. He stood up, ignoring his friends’ questioning looks, and made his way to her table.

“Mind if I join you?” he asked, not waiting for a response as he sat down next to her.

Hana tensed, her appetite disappearing. “Why are you doing this?”

He leaned in, his voice low. “Because I can’t stay away from you.”

---

Hana was sitting alone in the cafeteria, trying to eat her lunch in peace.

Suddenly, Taehyung and his friends approached her table. He sat down next to her, an unsettling grin on his face.

"What's for lunch today, Hana?" he asked, leaning in too close for comfort.

Hana tried to ignore him, but he grabbed her sandwich, taking a bite. 

"Not bad," he said, his eyes never leaving hers.

"Give it back, Taehyung," she said quietly, her voice trembling.

"Why? So you can eat it in your little corner all alone?" he taunted, tossing the sandwich back onto her tray.

Hana felt tears prickling her eyes but refused to let them fall.

 "Why do you do this?"

"Because it's fun," he replied, his grin widening. 

"And because you react every time."Before she could respond, he stood up, his eyes flashing with something darker. 

"See you around, Hana."

--

During gym class, Hana tried to stay out of Taehyung's way, but he seemed to find her no matter where she went. As they played dodgeball, he made a point of targeting her with every throw.

"Hey, Hana!" he shouted, just before hurling a ball directly at her.

 It hit her hard, knocking her to the ground.Laughter erupted around her, but Hana felt only the sting of humiliation and pain. She looked up to see Taehyung smirking down at her.

"Better watch out, Hana. You're an easy target," he said, his voice mocking.

Hana picked herself up, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and anger. 

"Why can't you just leave me alone?"

Taehyung's smirk faded, replaced by a flicker of something more complex. 

"Because I can't," he said quietly, before turning and walking away.

--

The cafeteria was abuzz with the usual chatter as Taehyung and the boys sat at their usual table, joking and laughing amongst themselves. Suddenly, a hush fell over the room as someone approached their table.

"Hey, Taehyung," a voice called out. It was one of the school's notorious troublemakers, a cocky grin on his face. "I've got a challenge for you."

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh yeah? What kind of challenge?"

The troublemaker leaned in, a mischievous glint in his eye. "I dare you to kiss the first person who walks in through that door."

Taehyung's friends exchanged uneasy glances, sensing trouble. Namjoon opened his mouth to protest, but Taehyung held up a hand, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Fine," Taehyung said, his voice filled with bravado. "You're on."

Just as the challenge was accepted, the cafeteria door swung open, and Hana walked in, her eyes downcast as she headed towards the lunch line. Taehyung's heart skipped a beat as he watched her, a rush of conflicting emotions flooding through him.

"Wait, Taehyung, we shouldn't—" Namjoon started, but it was too late. Taehyung was already on his feet, striding purposefully towards Hana.

"Hana!" he called out, drawing the attention of the entire cafeteria. She looked up, startled, as Taehyung approached her.

The room fell silent as Taehyung stood in front of Hana, his heart pounding in his chest. He could see the confusion and fear in her eyes, and for a moment, he hesitated. But then, with a determined glint in his eye, he reached out and gently cupped her face, leaning in to press his lips against hers.

Gasps echoed through the cafeteria as Taehyung kissed Hana, his friends looking on in shock. But as he pulled away, he saw something in Hana's eyes that gave him hope – a flicker of something resembling understanding.

He met her gaze, silently pleading for forgiveness, before turning and walking back to his table, leaving the entire cafeteria in stunned silence. As he sat down, his friends stared at him, speechless.

"What was that, Taehyung?" Yoongi finally managed to sputter.

Taehyung shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant despite the turmoil raging inside him. "Just a kiss, right?"

But deep down, he knew it was so much more than that. It was a bold declaration of his feelings for Hana, a risk he had taken in front of the entire school. And as he stole a glance at her across the cafeteria, he couldn't help but wonder what would come next.

--

As the cafeteria gradually returned to its usual buzz of activity, Hana stood frozen in place, her mind racing. She felt the lingering warmth of Taehyung's lips on hers, a confusing mix of emotions swirling inside her. Part of her was shocked by his boldness, while another part couldn't deny the flutter of something resembling excitement deep within her chest.

Meanwhile, Taehyung tried to maintain his composure, but his heart was racing with anticipation and anxiety. He stole glances at Hana from across the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of her reaction, but she avoided his gaze, her expression unreadable.

Namjoon cleared his throat, breaking the tense silence at their table. "Taehyung, what was that all about?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern.

Taehyung shrugged, attempting to play it cool despite the turmoil churning inside him. "Just having a little fun, Joonie," he replied with a smirk, though his eyes betrayed the uncertainty he felt.

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, his gaze piercing. "Fun? That didn't look like fun, Taehyung. It looked like you were making a statement."

Taehyung's smirk faltered, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He knew his friends were onto him, but he wasn't ready to admit the true extent of his feelings for Hana – not yet, at least.

Before the conversation could continue, Hana quietly slipped out of the cafeteria, her mind spinning with confusion. She needed time to process what had just happened, to sort through the jumble of emotions that Taehyung's impulsive kiss had stirred within her.

As the bell signaling the end of lunch rang out, Taehyung glanced around the now-empty cafeteria, his heart heavy with regret. He knew he had crossed a line, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he had just made a mess of things – not just for himself, but for Hana as well.

With a heavy sigh, Taehyung rose from his seat, his friends following suit. As they made their way out of the cafeteria, he couldn't help but steal one last glance at the door through which Hana had disappeared. 

--

As the days passed, Taehyung and Hana found themselves caught in a delicate dance of proximity and avoidance. There were moments of intense closeness, where their paths would intersect in unexpected ways, followed by abrupt withdrawals as the weight of their shared history hung heavy between them.

One such moment occurred during a school event, where Taehyung and Hana were assigned to work together on a project. As they sat side by side, their elbows occasionally brushing against each other, the air between them crackled with tension. Taehyung could feel the warmth of Hana's presence beside him, a comforting yet unsettling reminder of the connection they shared.

But as they delved deeper into their task, the conversation between them flowed easily, the barriers that had once stood between them crumbling away with each passing moment. Taehyung found himself laughing at Hana's dry wit, while Hana marveled at Taehyung's genuine enthusiasm for their project.

Yet, just as they began to relax into each other's company, a familiar pang of guilt washed over Taehyung, reminding him of the hurt he had caused Hana in the past. Sensing his discomfort, Hana withdrew slightly, her smile faltering as she retreated into herself once more.

Their interaction left Taehyung grappling with conflicting emotions – the desire to reach out to Hana, to bridge the gap between them, battling against the fear of causing her further pain. And so, despite the undeniable chemistry that simmered beneath the surface, they both retreated into their own respective worlds, their connection left unexplored and unresolved.

In the days that followed, Taehyung and Hana found themselves falling into a pattern of avoidance, their encounters becoming increasingly fleeting and strained. They would exchange polite nods in the hallway, their gazes skirting away from each other as if afraid to acknowledge the tension that lingered between them.

But amidst the awkwardness and uncertainty, there were fleeting moments of vulnerability – a shared glance across a crowded room, a hesitant smile exchanged in passing – that hinted at the depth of their unspoken connection. 

--

The teasing began innocently enough, with Namjoon flashing Taehyung a knowing smirk during one of their late-night study sessions.

"So, Taehyung," Namjoon began casually, flipping through his textbook. "How's your little crush on Hana going?"

Taehyung felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment as he glanced around the room, hoping none of the other members had overheard. But to his dismay, Yoongi, who had been quietly scribbling notes in the corner, looked up with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Yeah, Taehyung," Yoongi chimed in, his voice dripping with amusement. "We all saw that steamy kiss in the cafeteria. Got anything to say about that?"

Taehyung's face turned an even deeper shade of red as he sputtered for a response. Before he could come up with a suitable comeback, Hoseok and Jimin burst into the room, their laughter echoing off the walls.

"What's so funny, guys?" Hoseok asked, his grin widening as he caught sight of Taehyung's flushed face.

Namjoon wasted no time filling Hoseok and Jimin in on the latest gossip, much to Taehyung's chagrin. Before long, the entire room was abuzz with speculation and teasing, with Jin joining in the fray as he entered the room with snacks in hand.

"Looks like our Taehyungie has a soft spot for Hana," Jin teased, winking at Taehyung as he passed out snacks to the rest of the group.

Taehyung buried his face in his hands, mortified by the attention. He knew his friends meant well, but their teasing only served to highlight the awkwardness between him and Hana, making it even harder for him to navigate his feelings.

As the teasing continued into the night, Taehyung couldn't help but wonder how he would ever be able to face Hana again without feeling like a complete fool. But deep down, amidst the laughter and teasing, he knew that his friends had his back – and that maybe, just maybe, there was hope for him and Hana yet.

--

The teasing from his friends continued in the days that followed, with every mention of Hana's name accompanied by a knowing look or a playful nudge. Taehyung couldn't escape the relentless ribbing, no matter how hard he tried to brush it off with a laugh or a witty retort.

One evening, as they gathered in Taehyung's room for a movie night, the topic inevitably turned to Hana once again. Taehyung tried to steer the conversation in a different direction, but his friends were relentless in their teasing.

"So, Taehyung, when are you going to make your move on Hana?" Jungkook piped up, earning a chorus of laughter from the group.

Taehyung groaned, sinking lower into his seat as he tried to deflect the attention away from himself. "Can we please talk about something else? Like, I don't know, the movie we're about to watch?"

But his protests fell on deaf ears, and soon the conversation was back on track, with each of his friends offering their own unsolicited advice on how to win Hana's heart.

As the movie played in the background, Taehyung found himself lost in thought, his mind drifting back to the kiss he and Hana had shared in the cafeteria. Despite the awkwardness that had followed, there was something undeniably electrifying about the moment – a spark of connection that lingered between them, waiting to be reignited.

Lost in his musings, Taehyung barely noticed when the movie ended and his friends began to drift off to bed. But as he prepared to turn in for the night, a nagging voice in the back of his mind reminded him that he couldn't keep avoiding the inevitable – he had to confront his feelings for Hana, no matter how daunting the prospect may be.

With a sigh, Taehyung climbed into bed, his mind swirling with thoughts of Hana and the uncertain future that lay ahead. Little did he know, his friends were already plotting their next move, determined to help him navigate the rocky terrain of love and friendship with Hana by his side.

--

One afternoon, during a particularly chaotic school event, Taehyung and Hana found themselves accidentally locked in a small storage cupboard. At first, they panicked, banging on the door and calling out for help. But as the initial panic subsided, they realized they were alone together in the confined space.

Taehyung's heart raced as he looked at Hana, their faces inches apart in the dim light of the cupboard. He could feel the heat of her breath on his skin, the proximity stirring something primal and undeniable within him.

Hana's apprehension melted away in the warmth of Taehyung's gaze, her heart fluttering with a mixture of fear and excitement. Despite her reservations, she couldn't deny the pull she felt towards him, the magnetic energy that seemed to draw them together.

In the silence of the cramped space, Taehyung reached out tentatively, his hand brushing against Hana's cheek. She shivered at his touch, her eyes fluttering closed as she leaned into his hand.

Their lips met in a tender, hesitant kiss, the passion building between them like a wildfire. Taehyung's heart soared as he lost himself in the sweetness of Hana's kiss, his hands tangling in her hair as he pulled her closer.

For what felt like an eternity, they were lost in each other, the world outside the cupboard fading away as they surrendered to the intensity of their desire.

When they were finally freed from their confinement, Taehyung and Hana emerged flushed and breathless, their hearts racing with the knowledge that something irrevocable had shifted between them.

From that day forward, Taehyung and Hana found themselves paired together in every project, their classmates and friends no longer able to ignore the undeniable connection that crackled between them.

As they navigated the ups and downs of their newfound feelings, Taehyung's feelings for Hana only deepened, bordering on obsession. He couldn't get enough of her, craving her presence like a drug that he couldn't quit.

But Hana remained cautious, her heart still guarded despite the passion that burned between them. She knew that giving in to Taehyung completely meant risking everything, but with each passing day, she found herself drawn closer to him, her walls crumbling in the face of his relentless pursuit.

[kingofbodyrolls]

This was just utterly sweet, so fluffy 🥺 I really liked this: the way that reader and Taehyung's friendship deepens, their friends and their banter 🥺 everything was so good, soft, sad sometimes, and just really great and funny too 🤭 

farmer boy, i love you

– Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

– Genre: farming!au, lowkey e2l, smut, humor & tons of nagging

– Word count: 35k

– Summary: Needing change in your life you decided it would be a brilliant idea to move to your uncle’s small farm, helping him and your cousin Jimin with the daily work. What you didn’t plan was to fall in love with your beautiful yet very annoying neighbour Taehyung, who seemed to make it his personal mission to tease you every chance he got. And what you expected even less was that he seemed to like you too.

– Warnings: includes smut, alcohol and mentions death of a father

– A/N: this is a rewritten edition of a fic i already posted before when i was still writing for got7 but i loved it too much to let it go <3

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His Special by @kooktrash

Taehyung x fem!reader (wc - 12.5k + 13.5k) professor x student AU, secret relationship, university AU - angst, fluff, smut, hurt/comfort you’re an art student who has recently broken up with your cheating ex boyfriend. he’s your art professor recovering from a divorce just a year ago. what happens when your relationship goes beyond that of a professor and his college student? part 1, part 2

[minshookie]

Jungkook + nipple link

....more sub HCs?? I think so 👀

Warnings || sub!jungkook, dom!reader, smut, public sex, that’s it. Forgive my mistakes.

Jungkook could make the steamiest of make out sessions adorable, the way he whimpered along your glinting lips his fruitless painful begging almost made you blush.

Jungkook being the competitive individual he is, he was always up for a challenge...so you challenged him to a week of complete sexual abstinence, teasing him about is inability to do so....What a brave one he is, he’s here on week three yearning for release.

You’re of course willing and ready to reward that, but it’s up to him to let his pride fall. Only to be reminded of his position.

“Is this what you wanted Baby?” You held his quivering chin, glistening with perspiration. “Mm, no.” He moaned as you teased his restricted erection, his eyes fluttered from your powerful gaze to your swollen nipples shielded only by the sheer fabric of your tank top.

You knew exactly what he wanted, and he was definitely going to work for it.

“Oh? Well why’d you beg me to come help you skip practice...didn’t d want the boys to see your little mess?” Your hand delved into his baggy pants he’d left a wet patch at the front of his briefs.

“I-I just made the mess.” He stumbled over his statement leaning onto your shoulder, the small space of the storage closet grew in heat.

“I’m s-s-sorry, mm please can I-” you began to stroke his member, the way his body was reacting he was pathetically close. “What do you say little Bunny, gonna fall off your high horse?” “Fuck not here please y/n.” He sighed having to bury his mouth in the crook of his neck. Hiding his pathetic mummers.

Greedily, he gripped your breasts, Jungkook was hopelessly mesmerized by your chest. As comfort, as a treat, just to get off. He worshiped your breasts and body pathetically.

“Been thinking about me all day?” He nodded with a moan. Such a vocal man in his state of desperate pleasure. “Yes...” he was practically fucking himself into your loose fist.

“Ready to give up and cum?” He groaned as you tighten your grip, “huh? answer me now Kook.” He whimpered into your ear, he put this on himself. His mouth forms silent words he pulls from your shoulder, head back in pleasure. “Mm can I please- y/n stop.” In the midst of his occurring euphoria you removed your hand.

Removing your shirt after, your breast fell free and there Jungkook found his high attaching himself you.

Even the sight of you in such a power stance, his favorite part of you at his reach. He pumped him self with speed, indulging in the familiar taste of your warm soft flesh.

Such a comfort and turn on for the poor boy. He didn’t last much longer spilling himself into his boxers and pants hurting your bud as he quaked.

With the volume Jungkook was using, you’d have some explaining to do. His form jerked with every stream.

“Hush, before were kicked out.” You laughed rushing to get dressed, “mm when we get home- c-can I thank you y/n?” He timidly whimpered.

“Of course Kook.”

[emiliazplace]

He is a fine ass man. Fight me if I'm wrong.....

[taetaespeaks]

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

[georgiebrits]

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."

[catsandstrawberries]

Professor Kim? 3

Pairing: College Professor!Taehyung x Student!Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Underage Drinking! (I am not encouraging this in any way) Age gap (like 5 years), almost smut, grinding, swear words, peer-pressure,

Summary: You should not be doing this. You should not be at a bar, you should not be kissing this stranger, and this stranger should definitely not be your teacher.

You have a habit of doing things you shouldn't, like your professor.

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"You gave me a C? On the first project!?" I whisper shouted at Taehyung who sat behind his mahogany desk, some students from office hours watching us curiously from the back. "Mrs. (l/n), is there a problem?" Tae raised his brows at me as if tempting me to act out in front of everyone. "You gave me a C on my first fiction writing assignment. I don't understand why."  

He hummed in thought and gestured to an empty chair beside him. "Why don't you pull up a chair and we can talk about it?" I growled under my breath but listened to him nevertheless, plopping down in the chair while Tae gave me a subtle glare. He held out his hand for the paper and I slid it towards him, watching as he analyzed and flipped through the pages. "Oh, I know why I gave you a C." I breathed out a sigh of relief, thinking it was some sort of mistake. "You're holding back." "What?!" I whisper shouted, my eyes bulging at his assessment. If anything I outdid the assignment, four pages of exactly what he asked for. He asked for a ghost story, I gave him one. "I'm not holding back." The jerk freaking scoffed at me and then decided to chuckle. My fists clenched at the fabric on my legs, my mind running haywire at the new information. "Yes, you are. Here, look." He pointed out several points in my paper, "you suddenly cut your thought process off and don't explain any of your main thoughts. Why is she in a graveyard, you write the ghost she found is half man, what does that mean?" I fell into silence and just stared at my paper as if it was some foreign object. "Don't take my class if you're gonna half-ass it." I whipped my head towards Taehyung at his comment, but he wasn't even looking at me. Focusing on a stack of papers to grade, marking one of the papers with an A in red ink. "If you hate me so much why don't you just kick me out of your class," I muttered, not expecting him to hear me. "Hate you?" He chuckled, and for some reason, tears started to form in the corner of my eyes, not fully dripping but enough to make me vulnerable. “I’ve seen the way you ignore me by walking the other way, how you flinch if we get close, or how you can’t even look at me around other people. You’re embarrassed by me, and I get it. I just," I struggled to get the words out and my lungs contracted as my breath stuttered. " I know I messed up that night, but I don't want to mess this up too.” Tae fell silent before softly muttering "(y/n)." He paused, “when I first met you, you told me that you write because it makes you happy. When you rewrite this, which you will, I want you to write as if it's not an assignment but a passion. I know you can do better (y/n), I won’t judge you so harshly if you stop putting constraints on yourself.” I nodded emotionlessly, ignoring Taehyung looks of concern. "Do you want to rewrite it here? It is office hours, maybe I can help?" A soft smile spread on his lips, and I saw what he was doing. Throwing me a rope to try and mend this broken relationship, a small push in finding stability in the craziness. "I think I'll go to the library. Thank you, I'll fix it." Before I could run out of the room, Tae was coursing me back. "(Y/n), I don’t hate you, if anything, the issue is you have better self-control than me.” He smiled sweetly at me, but I couldn't smile back.

I practically rewrote the whole piece. Staying at the library until my eyes were red and my mind was reeling for a break from writing. Grabbing my stuff I pushed open the exit to the library, only to be met with pitch blackness and the pounding sound of rapid rain. Thanks to the building I had a solid light source, but I anxiously hid under the dawning of the building, out of the rain. I didn't want my computer to get ruined in the rain and my dorm was on the other side of campus. I take a tentative step into the wet, cold, rain, a gasp escaping my lips. As if it wasn't bad enough a car pulls up right next to me and I fully expect to be splashed with puddle water. But instead of puddle water, I'm met with a lowering window and an opening side door. "Get in." 

In retrospect, it might not be smart to get into a car with a stranger, but if the weather breaks my computer, I'll have no reason to live. 

I hop into the passenger seat and shake my head from side to side to fling the water off of me. I'm met with a gentle chuckle that sends me whipping my head towards the driver and sends my body into an anxious chill, 

"I couldn't let you walk back in the rain." 

Kim Taehyung. I hum in agreement, trying to act cool as I slump into the leather seat. Tae shifts the gears and starts to drive, the car ride is quiet until I speak up, 

"I fixed my paper." Tae groans next to me and tilts his head towards me, his lips quirking upwards, 

"You stayed at the library till midnight to fix a paper I would have given you a weak to revise?" 

"11:30, and yes." Tae chuckles full-heartedly this time and his response releases a cage of butterflies into my body. 

"You are one of a kind love."

The rest of the ride is silent until his tires slide against the gravel, parking in front of the dorm complexes. "Try to stay warm tonight." "Thank you," I mutter and turn to leave, but I can't. My hand hovers over the door handle, but then my voice comes out, stronger and determined. Two adjectives that never fit me. “You told me not to hold back in my writing, right?” Tae raises an eyebrow, his hands on the wheel shifting to rub at his thighs. "Yes" "So I shouldn't hold back in real life." Tae's eyes widen and as if he knows what I'm gonna say he speaks with a sigh. "Y/n-" 

"No." I interrupt him and gaze at him with as much confidence, 

"Tae, this is hard. So hard. I can’t keep writing papers for you, hearing my classmates talk about you, see you around the halls, and not feel awkward. Don’t you feel the tension? Because every time I see you I go back to that night and I want to kiss you.” 

My eyes suddenly widen and all my confidence and firmness disappear. Embarrassment washing over me in waves. I just told him I wanted to kiss him. I look down at myself. Sticky and wet in nothing but a t-shirt that has some chocolate stains on the bottom, and a pair of sweatpants. I am the epidemy of gross. "Um-m, forget I said anything." I open the door and a patch of rain seeps through, but then a hand is reaching over and shutting it before I can leave. "Wait." I refuse to make eye contact with him, but when his fingers ghost across my chin and turn my eyes to meet his, I'm putty in his hands. Then he says it. The words I've been dreaming of since the night at the bar, the words that unleash a secret part of me. "I want to kiss you too." So I do. I don't know who leans in first but our breath is entangling and his warm hands are stroking my cold skin and leaving goosebumps in his wake. His hands travel lower until they are grabbing at my sweatpants, and it isn't until he's grabbing a leg till I realize what he wants and I climb into his lap. My own hands grabbing at the hair of his nape and pulling at the small dark strands. "What" mph, "if" I part for air but Taehyung chases after my lips as if he's addicted. "Get caught?" An embarrassing whine escapes me as he tugs my bottom lip between his teeth, his eyes piercing into mine at the action and the whispered words. "Tinted windows."

The dynamic is different now. Even though Tae and I did nothing past swallowing each other's lips, everything felt different. Even in class, surrounded by other students, he would pretend like it was just the two of us. "Y/n, what do you think about reading Beloved as our next book?" My mind faltered, and I raised an eyebrow at him, two could play at this game. "Do you think you're capable of teaching Beloved?" A boy to my right made an audible gasp while others chuckled at my bold words. "I'm very capable." His smirk made my knees wobble under my desk. I hate him.

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[rightsockjin]

3:53

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Namjoon: 3:53 p.m.

Incheon, South Korea

You must have looked like a mess. 19 hours on a flight was beyond anything you had ever experienced and honestly you were grateful to get off the airplane. You pushed your luggage’s before you feeling a little self conscious that it was so big. Would he think you were materialistic?

You kept your eyes down, your nerves knotting in your stomach. A part of you wanted to run back into the uncomfortable airplane and go back to your home town. Fear of the Initial meeting seemed to flood my body. But another part of you, much bigger part kept walking. Looking at everyone’s feet for any sign of the man you were looking for.

With all your left over courage, you forced yourself to look up. The Hangul around you seemed to cement your Resolve. It was instant.

From across the airport, your eyes met his. It was like there was no one else in the entire building. The hours of sitting and tossing and turning and lack of sleep seemed unimportant. You felt all the tension in your shoulders melt as a smile spread on his face.

You began to walk towards him as quickly as you possibly could with your multiple bags. Your heart was racing. Time was speeding up. He took long strides towards you as well. His dimples prominent on his cheeks. His teeth in full display.

Warmth spread through you as the distance that had been separating you for so long diminished foot by foot. Inch by inch. Then finally, he was before you. You stopped to try to drop your bags to properly hug him but you didn’t even have the time. He threw his arms around you, your carry on crushed between you. Tears sprang into your eyes as You felt him take in a deep breath.

“Finally...”

Your heart glowed in your chest at his words. He maybe had held you for years. It could have been for all you knew. When he finally let go, you set the bag down and turned to look at his face without a screen cutting through for the first time in a long time.

In his hands was a small bouquet of flowers and baby’s breath. Your heart skipped a beat as you looked at it. Joon looked down at his hand, realization falling on his features. Sharply, he held the bouquet out with an embarrassed smile.

“For you...”

You took the bouquet with trembling hands. Tears streamed down your cheeks.

“Thank you,” you managed. He wiped a tear from your face then tilted your head up.

“I’m so happy you’re here.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

And you did... but maybe not in the way he thought.

[youarejesting]

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It’s 5am and I didn’t sleep

[Femme MASTERLIST]

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🔥 React to you asking if they wanna fuck you and record it on their phone

Taehyung

(he videos you on his vintage 80s camcorder... so much smut below)

You’ve taken a trip down to the sea. Rented a little cottage in the middle of nowhere. The wind is howling outside and it’s pouring with rain, but that just makes it feel more cozy inside. 

You’re wearing Tae’s hoodie, the sleeves are way too long. He’s playing with his vintage 80s camcorder, looking through the footage from the previous day down at the beach, smiling to himself.

“Hey...Y/N, come sit next to me, I got some great shots yesterday. I love this clip of you..” you cross the room and scoop your arms around him from behind, resting your chin on his shoulder so you can see the tiny flip out screen of the video camera. 

It’s a video of you spinning around until you fall over laughing your head off. the sand dunes in the background, hair whipped across your face by the wind.

“You looked so beautiful, I want to film everything we do on this trip...so I can remember it forever” he’s so soft, his voice low and tender. 

He rewinds the clip and watches it again - you’re laughing and the video is a bit shaky as he runs over to lay down next to you in the sand...the camera is then tossed aside and all you can see is the wonky horizon of the sea and the sky as the two of you took advantage of the sheltered dunes on the secluded beach...you loved what happened next, his body pressed against yours, hips rolling over you, both desperate to feel skin on skin... the camera had missed it all and this gave you an idea. 

“Tae...will you video us?”

“What do you mean baby?” the video stops and he looks up

“I mean...if you hold the camcorder and like, we could make a video?” 

“You wanna make a sex tape?” he laughs, but it’s not a cruel laugh - and you ask again 

“yeah...please? i think it could be fun..”

“Let’s do it.” And just like that he’s got you on your hands and knees, ass in the air completely naked apart from your fluffy white socks. He holds the camera in one hand, the other hand placed on you lower back. Sliding his hand down, he grabs your skin and spreads your cheeks, you blush when you feel the cool air between your thighs.

He places a couple of soft kisses across the base of your spine and smooths the palm of his hand over you making you shiver, sliding a thumb down the crease, resting gently on the puckered skin.

He’s never touched you like this before and you can’t help but press back into your hips, urging him on.

You look over your shoulder and his dark expression shocks you. You clench in excitement, not knowing what he’s going to do next...with the camera lens so close to the most intimate part of your body.

“Babe, you look incredible. Spread out like this...” he looks at the screen on the camera and pans out slightly, taking you all in.

His thumb relentlessly teases your ass...your pussy throbbing so intensely it’s almost painful.

You’re panting, you can’t take this teasing much longer.

“Tae...please...”

“tell me what you need. Tell me what you want the camera to see” his deep voice turning you on even more.

Before you can answer, he moves his thumb out of the way, spreads your cheeks further apart - you feel the stretch of your tight skin and it’s so hot.

He spits on your ass, right down the middle - the saliva drips down and it’s so erotic to think of it all being captured on the video tape.

Tae gathers up your juices and his spit - he swirls it around your tight hole and then ever. so. slowly presses his thumb inside.

The sensation is new, you’ve never felt it before but the unfamiliarity of the pressure feels so good as he begins to slowly pump his thumb in and out, using his fingers to brush up against your clit at the same time.

You vision blurs, it’s so intense the feeling of him invading your body in this way. You let out whimpers which you can’t hold back and he growls from behind you

“You can take it, can’t you princess? You want it? Me to touch you like this?” And with that he pushes his index and middle fingers inside and presses up against that sweet spot inside

“Hgnnggggg...fuckkk it feels...mmmnn” you can’t speak, the waves of pleasure are overwhelming as he brings you closer to your first ever orgasm caught on camera.

“You can’t cum till I say sweetness. I need to move the camera so I can see your face” he leans down and plants a kiss on your ass before grabbing your hip and flipping you over onto your back.

You feel a mixture of vulnerability and intense arousal as he drinks you in, panning the camera from your throbbing pussy, slowly up to your face.

He’s already undone his belt one-handed and he kneels before you as you spread your knees wide apart. You close your eyes and melt your head back into the moment, wanting to put on a good show for the fucking hot camera man.

He fucks you slow. It’s passionate, it’s controlled, his hips rolling until you let out a muffled moan. “Right there?” He mewls

“Y-yes...god!...please” you pant as he begins to quicken the pace.

Your back arches, your hands curl into fists, heels digging down as you tense and clench, the heat rising inside your lower stomach...you know you’re so close...

“Tae..I’m gonna...you’re going to make me cum!” he speeds up and changes angle so that his trimmed hair grinds against you, the pressure and friction on your clit is too good.

He tries to hold the camera steady as he fucks you harder and faster, your moans growing in pitch until they’re almost pornographic.

“Yes - YES oh god please--ngyeahhhhh” and you’re cumming hard, body pulsating under him and he’s pounding into you until he loses it, filling you up and watching your face as you both come undone.

He falls forward and supports himself with his outstretched palm, panting, his dark hair falling over his beautiful face. 

He hits the stop button and the camera beeps.

“Babe...that was...something else. The camera fucking loves you” 

[joondipity]

Portrait of Love

Part Nine: Too Close

pairing: artist!Taehyung x youtuber!Reader

summary: ______ was a rising youtuber. She was looking to do something in order to post a vlog. Incomes a free art exhibit by rising artist Kim Taehyung. A chance meeting between the two will open up a new world for ______ and a chance at love for Taehyung.

warnings: eventual angst, eventual fluff, possible smut

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