#yoo taeyang one shot

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I Want To Taste You - Yoo Taeyang

A/N: Thank you @taichoushadow​ for giving me the idea a few months back.

W/C: 7.9K

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Prompts: “I know a way to release all that nasty tension.” + “I want to taste you.”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, bondage, hair pulling, mention of blood, nudism, pet/nicknames, marking, biting, teasing, nipple sucking, nipple stimulation, slow build-up, dirty talking, handjob, begging/pleading, blowjob, cum swallowing, clit stimulation, fingering, cum tasting, shower sex, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You enter the bedroom and saw Taeyang sitting on the side of the bed, his elbows on his thighs and his hands in his hair, for the past few weeks his schedule has been fully booked, and he had barely had a moment to breathe, and you had missed him. Right now, you could see the stress radiating off his body and knew you had to do something to lift it just for a moment, and to also satisfy the needy part inside you. You make your way towards the closet and open it, looking for something specific. Neither of you had spent much time together, and you missed him, but you understood his busy schedule, you did sign up for it when you said yes to being his.

You find what you were looking for and pull it from the closet before closing the doors, you make your way towards the bed and drop the tie next to him, he looks at the fabric before looking up at you, his hair was uneven, and you could see his eyes starting to show guilt.

“I don’t feel like going out, Y/n…” He mumbles. You lick your lips and reach for his shirt, your fingers slowly unbutton the white dress shirt he wore, and he could feel a shift taking place in the air. You undo the last button and slide your hands over his lower abdomen, over the happy trail that was starting to grow out again, before you move your hands higher. He takes in a deep breath as he begins to feel the tension in his muscles easing. You slide your hands over his chest, making sure to run your fingertips over his nipples before moving them to his shoulders.

You slide your hands over his broad shoulders before pushing his shirt off, making sure to keep your hands in contact with his skin as you slide them down his arms, using your wrists to push the fabric down. You push the sleeves over his hands and completely remove the shirt and pull it away from him, tossing it towards the laundry hamper near the bathroom door.

“Who said anything about going out?” You ask. He reaches for your waist to pull you close, but you grab onto his wrists, stopping him. “Put them behind your back,” You release his wrists, and he moves his hands behind him. You climb onto the bed, holding onto his shoulders for support, before you released them and reached down for his wrists. He could feel your hot breath against his exposed skin, over the back of his shoulder and then over the back of his neck, the tips of your hair tickling his skin as they brush against him when you moved.

“What are you planning on doing?” He asks. You pull the tie around his wrists, making sure to tie it firmly yet loose enough around his wrist to not cut off any blood supply from his hands. You look at how you had wrapped it around his wrists and nod before you place your hands on his shoulders again and lean a little closer.

“To relief your stress,” You whisper. Your lips brush right against his earlobe, which causes him to shiver. “And to take care of my needs at the same time,” You take his earlobe between your teeth and tug on it as you slide your hands over his shoulders, pausing at his chest when your fingers reached his nipples. You rub your index fingers over the buds and heard his breathing taking a dip for a moment, he could feel your breathing right against his ear as you tug on his earlobe.

“D-dove…” He breathes out. He felt his cock twitch in his pants as blood begins to flow towards his member, and he could feel it starting to harden. You release his earlobe and kiss down his neck, over his shoulder before your lips move down his spine, he could feel goosebumps appearing on his skin as you targeted his sensitive areas. “D-dove…” Your fingers circle his nipples, and he could feel his body responding to what you were doing to him.

“A moment, I’m connecting all the dots,” You mutter against his skin. You were targeting his moles, making sure to kiss them as you move lower and lower until you reached his hands. Your warmth against him suddenly disappears, and he feels the bed moving as you climb off it. “You seem highly stressed, and all that tension you’re carrying should be released… but I also missed you the last couple of weeks… months, actually… so while de-stressing you, I will take care of my wants and needs as well,” You watch his Adam’s apple move up and down as he swallows. “I’ve been patiently waiting for you, you know.”

“I-I know,” He says. He could feel the air surrounding you both shift to a warmer one, a heavier one, and he knew that neither of you would be turning in early tonight. “And whatever you have planned for me, I will take it,” You give him a smile before nodding your head. “I’ll take it… but after this, you’re going to take what I give you.”

“Only fair,” You say and reach for the hem of your shirt, and pull it over your head. He watches as you toss it towards the laundry hamper, missing it by just a few centimetres, next was your bra to fly through the air and lands inside the hamper before you turned your attention to him fully once again. “But you’re first,” You step closer to him, stepping between his legs and moving your hand underneath his chin to lift his head and have him look up at you. You lift your other hand and trace the pads of your fingers over his lips, feeling how soft and plush they were underneath your touch. “So kissable… and all mine,” You lean down and press your lips against his, kissing him hard and hotly, both of your eyes shutting in pleasure.

His lips move with yours, and he could feel the kiss becoming deeper and heavier as the seconds ticked by, you swipe your tongue over his lips, and he parts his lips, allowing you entrance to his mouth. His skin grew hotter and sweat begins to form on him as he feels your tongue exploring every single inch of his mouth, not leaving a spot untouched by it. He pulls at the tie, hoping to pull his hands loose, but he quickly realises that you had done an excellent job at tying them together behind his back. He pushes his tongue against yours before pushing it into your mouth, running it along your tongue, and just as he was about to explore your mouth, you pulled back. Silver strings of saliva break off and cover his chin and yours, both of your lips swollen from the kiss and both of you breathing in hard.

“Whoa…” He breathes out as he opens his eyes. You could see the daze in them along with a cloud of lust swirling in them. You lick your lips as you feel your muscles tighten inside you for a moment and a wetness growing between your legs. You move your hand from underneath his chin along his jaw until your hand reaches the top of his head, and you slowly comb your fingers through his hair before gripping onto his locks and pulling his head back to expose his neck to you. “Fuck…”

“Soon,” You mutter. You lean down and press your lips against his Adam’s apple, softly kissing it and as you did, you felt it move against your lips as he swallows. Your lips wrap around it, and you begin sucking on it, you could feel it bobbing between your lips as his breathing was picking up.

“Hmm, hmm, Dove,” He mutters. You pull away from his Adam’s apple and kiss down to his collarbone, stopping at his mole. He could feel your lips brushing over it before you kissed it. You loved all of his moles, and you had made that clear since day one when you both had met. Your lips move between the two moles, and you bite down on his skin, causing him to let out a hiss. “Y/n…” You smirk against his skin as you lick over the bite mark and move lower. You sink to your knees in front of him and lean closer to his chest and release the tight grip you had on his hair. “Wait…” You pause and look up at him. “Put a pillow underneath your knees,” You could feel your heart soften before nodding your head.

“Right, yes, okay,” You say and stand from the ground, you reach over the bed and pull one of the pillows towards you before dropping it onto the floor between his feet. “Thank you,” You lower onto your knees on top of the pillow, feeling the soft fluffy pillow underneath your knees instead of the rug felt much better.

“Of course, I don’t want you hurting your knees,” He says. You look down as you smile, you only grew fonder of him every single day, he gave you enough reason to grow fonder of him and fall even deeper in love with him. You lift your head and lean closer to his chest, his eyes follow your movement and soon his lids flutter as he feels your lips touch his nipples, which were indeed sensitive. “Ohh…” You slip your tongue out of your mouth and slowly lick over the bud, hearing him squirm as your tongue laps at his nipple. “Dove…” You place one hand on top of his thigh, feeling the fabric of his jeans underneath your hand and making a mental note that you would have to remove those quickly.

“Hmm, your mouth feels so good…” He sighs. You bring your other hand up, and he felt your thumb brush over his other nipple and rub slow circles around it. “H-hmm,” His chest was rising deeply and falling slowly as he takes in deep breaths. You wrap your lips around his nipple, and you watch as he swallows, just having him slowly becoming putty in your hands and having him starting to make all these little noises for you was making you wet. You could feel your skin starting to become clammy as sweat begins to appear on it, the room was hot, the air surrounding you was hot. “F-Fuck…” You pull back from his nipple and lick a stripe towards his other nipple, and slide your hand down his stomach before hooking the tips of your fingers into the waistband of his jeans. “D-dove…”

“Hmm,” You hum at him. You slide your fingers along his waistband while your tongue licks over his nipple, causing his breathing to become heavier. You unbutton his jeans and push the zipper down. “Lift…” You pull back from his nipple and watch as he lifts his hips just enough for you to tug his jeans down his hips. He sits back down, and you slide his jeans down his legs, making sure to brush your knuckles against his skin as you do.

“Ohh, fuck…” He moans, feeling the touch you were leaving behind on his skin, it felt like you were setting him ablaze before the heat quickly died down when your touch had disappeared. He lifts his feet, and you pull his pants off, and you toss the rough fabric behind you, not caring that you missed the hamper by a long shot. Your eyes drop to the tent raging in his underwear, you could see a wet patch already on the fabric, and lick your lips.

“You already look so needy,” You coo. You place your hand on top of his thigh and slowly slide it towards his boxers, your fingers slide over the fabric and slowly creep closer to the outline of his cock. You hear his breathing slow down as he felt your fingers near him hard-on. “Remember to breathe, Tyang…” Your fingers touch the bulge through the fabric.

“Fuck,” He hisses. He was already sensitive to the light touch on his cock, you slide your fingers along his length. “Fuck…” Your fingers pause midway, and you lift them off his cock to place them against his happy trail, he takes in a stuttering breath and feels your fingers slowly trace along the trail.

“You keep removing this also,” You mutter. “Not only do I miss you like crazy, but then you remove this also, which drives me insane because just… look at it, it leads right down to where you need my attention the most right now, right where I love making your mind spin, and you moan my name for me,” He watches you intently as you begin to lean closer. “I wish you could just leave it alone and let it be there to make me happy, it’s called a happy trail for a reason,” You press your lips against the top of the trail and slowly kisses down along it, following it all the way until your lips reached his underwear.

His breathing had picked up, and you could see how flushed his skin was, his ears were read as he watches you. You flatten your tongue against the trail and lick upwards, his lips part and a low groan leave the back of his throat as he felt a pleasurable sensation running through his veins that was causing the fire inside him to grow bigger. Your mouth encloses his belly button, and he feels your tongue circling it before you pulled back and dropped your hands to the elastic of his underwear. Without needing to ask, he lifts his hips, and you smirk, knowing how needy and desperate he was for you to touch his cock.

You tug his boxers down and slowly drag them along his legs as he lowers his hips down to the bed, he lifts his feet, and you watch as his muscles tighten as he does. You remove his boxers from him and toss them behind you, hearing it land somewhere in the room, definitely not near the hamper, but that would be later’s worries when you would pick everything up to go wash it. His cock slaps against his lower abdomen, leaving a smear and splatter of pre-cum behind on his skin, which only makes you lick your lips as you feel your mouth water.

“So hard, so needy,” You breathe out. He could see lust swirling in your eyes as you keep your eyes locked on his cock, he could feel his mind beginning to spin with how you paid attention to him, you always made sure to give him exactly what he wanted and needed, but tonight almost felt slightly different, and he wasn’t so sure if you would be giving him what he’s craving at the moment. He feels your hand touch his thighs and slide over them, and to the inside of him, he could feel your hands getting closer and closer to his cock, your fingertips almost touching his balls.

“No!” He gasps as he feels you pulling your hand away. A devious smirk on your lips as you look up at him, you were going to be playing with him, making him sweat and beg for you to touch him. “Fuck, you’re going to be so bad to me tonight, aren’t you?” His breathing was hard, and you could see his neck veins starting to come out, and you could only imagine that the veins on his arms had already started to appear as well.

“Well, you do have months of tension pent-up in your muscles, I should make sure that it’s all released and taken care of,” You say, and then gave him the most innocent smile you could muster up. You watch his jaw clench as he swallows, trying to mentally prepare himself for what’s to come. “Just relax and enjoy it all,” He watches as you lean closer to his leg, your lips press against his thigh, and you gently kiss the spot, your eyes leave his face, and you focus your attention on his leg, wanting him as riled up as you could possibly have him before you would give him what he wanted, ad needed.

“Fuck…” He sighs. Your lips travel a little higher, and he feels your teeth grazing over his skin and moments later they sink into his skin, making him jerk his leg at the sensation that goes through his veins. “Fuck… Dove, Y/n,” You suck on the spot, wanting to leave a deep purple bruise behind along with your teeth marks before moving higher and moving to the inside of his thighs, he could feel your hair tickling the inside of his thighs as you got closer to his cock. “Dove… Please,” You felt your insides twist for a moment as you hear him say the word ‘please’, your wetness growing more between your legs.

Your lips brush against his skin, and he watches you with such intensity as you kiss the spot before sucking on it and leaving another dark mark behind on his skin, it was like you were letting him know how frustrated you had been the last few months without his attention, without his touches by making him feel frustrated to not able to touch you, and just watch as you tease him and have him wondering when you would touch his cock.

“Please, dove…” He says, his tone sounding strained as he pleaded with you. He pulls at the tie, hoping it would get loosened, but again, it didn’t, and he was left in frustration as he could only watch you and feel what you were doing to him. You turn your head, turning your attention to his other thigh, your teeth dig into his skin. “Fuuuucccckkk,” His low moan caused your pussy to clench and unclench, you could hear the wet noises coming from yourself as you did.

“So eager,” You say as you pull back from his thigh. You glance up at his face, seeing his hair sticking to his forehead and beads of sweat appearing on his chest and neck. “Fuck…” You place a hand at the top of his thighs, squeezing it, before you moved your head a little higher to kiss just next to the mark you left behind. Your eyes drop to the head of his cock, pre-cum glistened on it, and you could see it leaking down his cock and slowly roll along his length. You pull back from sucking on his thigh and slowly slide your head closer to his cock, your lips staying in constant contact with his skin as you do.

“Fucking… fuuuckkk,” He mumbles, watching you closely. His eyes widen as he feels some of your hair tickling against the underside of his cock, and for a moment he thought you were going to take him into his mouth, only for you to pull your head back. “Noooo,” You slide your hand on top of his thigh towards his cock, making sure to trace your fingers over his pubic bone before you curled your fingers around the base of his cock, feeling the pre-cum that had trickled all the way down underneath your hand.

“Hmm, how hot is that, Tyang?” You ask, almost purring out your words. “You’re making such a mess and I haven’t even properly touched your cock yet,” He felt his mind spin, his hips buck as he felt your warm hand wrapping around his cock, this was what he wanted, what he needed, or almost. You slowly twist your hand around the base of his cock, spreading his arousal over it, before slowly sliding your hand upwards. “Look how shiny it is,” You spread his arousal over his cock, quickly making the entire length glisten with his pre-cum and causing it to glisten in the light. “It looks so delicious right now,” He shivers as he hears you loudly lick your lips.

Your hand reaches the head of his cock, and you lift your gaze to watch his face as you slowly slide the pad of your thumb over his head, over the slit on his cock. He bites his bottom lip as he inhales deeply through his nose, you could see how desperate he was for you to touch him there, and you knew he was even more desperate to feel your mouth wrap around him.

“You’ll get what you want in a few minutes,” You whisper. His eyes abruptly move to meet yours, he keeps them locked with yours and you both stare at each other with such intensity that you could feel a ball of pleasure forming inside you and your juices leaking through your folds and making a mess in your panties. His eyes were dark as he watched you, the gaze he held was enough to make you come undone when it was him between your legs, but right now, the roles were switched, and you had him right where you wanted him, needed him.

“Dove… Pl-please, please, I need more,” He pleads with you, the begging tone he had, was causing a tingling sensation to go through your core. “Please…” You circle your thumb over the slit before slowly spreading the oozing arousal around the tip before slowly working your way down his length, spreading it all over him. You could feel the prominent vein on the underside of his cock underneath your touch as you move your hand lower and lower until it reached the base of his cock once more. “Fuck, please… Uhh hmpf,” He tilts his head back as he felt his mind spinning more and more. He was getting close to his release, he could practically taste it, and he wanted, no, he needed your mouth to trigger that release for him.

“Soon,” You whisper. Your hand slides along his length, the warm feeling of your hand was driving his mind insane, and the fact that he couldn’t touch you either, it felt like torture to him. Your thumb swipes over his slit again, making him buck his hips, trying to get more from you, from your hand. “So cute when you’re this desperate and needy,” You twist your hand around the head of his cock, and for a moment he swore he stopped breathing as he fought to keep himself from exploding right then and there. You watch as he swallows before you lower your gaze to his cock. “So hot too,” You lick your lips and lean down.

He lifts his head as he felt your hair touch his thighs and looks down at you, his eyes wide as he pays close attention to what you’re doing. His breathing had slowed down, afraid if he moved too much that you would back away again. You glance up at him, and part your lips as you get closer to the tip.

“Y-Y/n…” He whimpers. You let out a breath, and watch him buck his hips as the air touches his wet cock, the cool air causes his muscles to pull and twitch, and you knew just how close he was. His thighs tense as he continues to feel your breath against his cock, cooling the hot arousal that was spilling from him. “Y-y/n-n…” Hearing him stutter your name was turning you on and making your skin grow warmer and your wetness to grow. “M-more, I ne-need mo-more, fuck, pl-please,” You lean closer, and he stops breathing for a moment as your lips wrap around his cock. “Fuuuuucccckkkkk,” He inhales sharply as he feels your mouth slowly take more of his cock. You watch his stomach muscles pulling, and you knew he was fighting hard to keep himself from spilling his load into your mouth immediately.

“Hmm, hmm,” He whimpers and whines. You bob your head up and down the tip of his cock, hearing his strangled groans and moans, the sound was like music to your ears and you absolutely loved it. Your tongue pressed against his slit, knowing it was driving him mad as you did, you reach with your other hand and cupped his balls, feeling them tighten underneath your grip. “I’m…” You had the perfect view of his muscles pulling and tensing. “Y/N!” He screams before he falls back on the bed, he bucks his hips upwards, his cock sliding deeper into your mouth, you could feel it twitch inside you and completely halt what you were doing. “NO, NO, FUCK, DON’T STOP!” The desperation in his scream made you press your thighs together to create some type of friction for yourself.

“Y/n, please, fuck, fuck, don’t do this, please, fuck, let me cum,” He pleads with you. “Please, fuck, I’ll take such good care of you if just let me cum right now, please,” Suddenly his hips jerk, and you feel his cock reach the back of your throat as you suck on his cock harshly. “FUCK, YES, YES, PLEASE!” He tugged at his tie again, needing to grab onto your hair and guide you over his cock and get him to where he needed to be. “FUCK, PLEASE DON’T STOP!” His hips uncontrolled thrust upwards, you keep your head still as he fucks himself into your mouth, he could feel his balls tightening and his muscles tightening. “FUCK!” His cock twitches in your mouth and you brace yourself as you squeeze his balls. “YYYY/NNNN!” Hot ropes of cum spill into your mouth, and spill from your mouth as it fills quickly, you try swallowing as much as you could, but his load was too much.

The saltiness spreads through your mouth as you swallow, and use your tongue to ease him through his high, his hips rocking upwards as he gets himself off on your mouth, the tension he felt had evaporated and his mind was spinning while his body was shaking with ecstasy, the indescribable feeling had taken control of his body and to him, it felt like he was floating through the clouds. You pull your mouth off his cock which was starting to soften once his body had calmed down enough, you release his balls and his cock and place your hands on his thighs, letting him feel the mess he had caused on himself and on your hands as you drag your hands along his thighs, leaving a smear of his load behind on his skin.

“Fuck…” He breathes out. You lick your lips, trying to clean your mouth before you use the back of your hand to wipe everything clean from your mouth and chin, you could feel the sticky liquid as it drips down your chest, he had made a mess not just on himself but on you as well. He lifts his head to look at you before using the little energy he has to force himself to sit upright. “Fuck, you look so…” You reach around him, and he feels your fingers pulling at the knot you had made, and moments later his hands were freed from their bindings.

“Feeling better?” You ask. He slowly nods his head and watches as you stand from the ground, your hands moving to your knees to rub them. The pillow did cushion most of it, but you could still feel a strain on them. He watches as you pick the pillow up and toss it back onto the bed. “Feeling relaxed?”

“I am…” He says. His eyes watch you cautiously, trying to figure out what your next move would be. “Thank you for relieving my stress and taking most of it off,” You give him a warm smile, but he could see that you were trying to hide the lust you felt, you still needed a release.

“I’m going to go take a shower,” You say. You step back, and he watches as you turn your back to him and make your way towards the laundry hamper, he watches as you push your pants down along with your panties and drop them into the hamper before you disappear into the bathroom. Your skin was glistening from sweat, and he could feel his hair sticking to his skin. He could use a shower also, a long one with you. And as tired as he felt right now, he knew he couldn’t just let you take care of your own problem, it had been months since you last were this intimate with each other.

He pushes himself to stand and quickly strides to the bathroom as he hears the shower being turned on, he enters the bathroom and watches as you step underneath the water and pull the door shut behind you. He swallows as he watches you run your hands over your neck and shoulders and down your arms. It should be his hands. He quickly pulls the door open, making you snap your head in his direction as the cold air rushes into the hot cubicle.

“I want to taste you,” He simply says and steps into the shower, pulling the door shut behind him before backing you up against the tiled wall. You gasp as your warm back hits the cold wall, a rush of ecstasy going through you at the sudden temperature change against your skin. His lips were immediately against your neck, going lower and lower until they reached your nipple, and he wrap his lips around it, one of his hands cup your breast and his thumb immediately presses against the nub and begins rubbing it. His other hand moves between your legs, and you feel his fingers come in contact with your juices that were coating your folds and the crease of your thighs.

“Fuck, Tyang… fuck,” You moan. His fingers quickly became coated with your arousal, and he was now well aware of how wet you were from teasing him and making him feel good. He briefly pulls away from your nipple and lifts his head to make eye contact with you.

“You’re so fucking wet, and you wanted to come wash it all off without letting me feel, or have a taste?” His tone was low and dangerous as he spoke, which caused your pussy to clench. “So fucking naughty and filthy of you,” His head dips down, and his lips were right back on your nipple, sucking harshly on it, which was causing a sensation to rush through and go straight to your pussy and to the ball of pleasure building inside you.

“Tyang… Tyang, fuck, Tyang!” You cry out. Your lids fluttered at the indescribable pleasure that coursed through your veins and ignited your skin. The glass quickly fogs up from the hot water and from the actions happening between the two of you, you reach out with one hand and slam your hand against the glass, trying to grab onto something, anything. His fingers slip between your folds, and you feel them easily glide over your pussy with how slippery your juices were. “Tyaaaanggg,” His finger rubs at your clit, and you could feel goosebumps forming on your skin. “Good, so good, fuck,” Your mind was spinning with pleasure when he suddenly releases your nipple.

“I said I wanted a taste…” He mutters. His tone is low, he feels your pussy clench at his words, and a smirk forms on his lips. “And that’s exactly what I’m going to do now,” You watch as he lowers down to his knees in front of you, his hand releasing your nipple and breast and sliding down to hold onto the crease of your hip. “Spread your legs,” You step your feet apart and watch as he leans closer to your pussy. His lips press against your mound, and he leaves a trail of open-mouth kisses down to your folds.

“TAEYANG!” You cry out as his lips make contact with your sensitive clit. You reach down with your other hand and twist your fingers into his locks, pulling at them as he licks over your clit. “TAE!” The feeling of his tongue sliding over your clit was causing the pleasure inside you to grow more. “OH, oh, fuck…” Your heart pounded in your ears as you hear your blood rushing through your veins. His fingers slide along the inside of your folds before they come together once they reach your entrance. “Ohhh,” You press your head against the tiled wall and close your eyes.

“Ohh, you taste so delicious,” He says as he pulls back briefly. He slides his fingers inside you, making you curl your toes at the stretch and filling feeling you feel. His tongue returns to your clit, and you feel him lick a long slow thick stripe along it.

“TYANG!” You cry out as you bend over. “Taeyang, oh, oh, fuck, Taeyang…” You feel his fingers curl inside you once they were fully inside you, you hear the sucking sound of your wetness as he moves his fingers inside you. “Shit, I…” You slowly straighten yourself, only to feel him pull away from your clit and kiss down your thighs.

“I should repay the favour to you for marking my thighs,” He says. He looks up at you and finds you already looking down at him with wide eyes, the lust had completely taken over, and he could see it swirl in your eyes along with the want and need for him. You watch as he parts his lips before he pressed them against your thighs, your back arches, and you tilt your head back against the tiles as his teeth sink into your skin, while at the same time, his fingers pump in and out of you, curling every few times inside you.

“TAE!” You scream, feeling your mind slipping further into the pleasurable feeling that’s taken control of your body. Your breathing was fast and loud, your body felt like it was shaking, and you weren’t sure if you could keep standing on your own for long. “Taaaeeee,” He pulls back from your thigh before moving to the other and licking over it before his lips attach to your skin, and you feel him sucking on it. “Fuck… I…” Your fingers scratch at the glass, still trying to find something to grab onto and hold onto. “Fuck, fuck, Tae…”

“Hmm, so pretty,” He mutters once he pulls away from your thigh. His lips gently touch your skin as he kisses his way back to your pussy before taking a fold between your lips and sucking on it. You squeeze your eyes shut as you feel the blissful feeling go through you, how could you even describe it? His fingers continue to pump in and out of you slowly, making sure to drag everything out before he would let you cum. “Hmm,” The vibrations of his hum travel through your pussy and up to the ball of tension inside you, adding to it as it was starting to threaten to come apart.

“TAE!” You couldn’t help but scream his name, it felt so good. “Oh, my fucking…” He tugs at your fold before he releases and takes hold of the other one. Your toes curl against the tile floor, and you feel a tingling sensation slowly creeping up your legs. “Taaaeeee,” You could see stars dancing behind your lids as your high was slowly approaching you. “I… I’m…” He tugs on your fold, and you feel a light friction against your clit as he does, it felt like he was tugging right at that ball of tension inside, taunting it. “Taaeeyyanng,” A third digit easily slips into you with how wet you were, the sucking sound was only getting louder the faster he pumps his fingers in and out of you.

“Taeyang, Taeyang, oh, my fuck,” You quickly say. Your mind was starting to spin, and the little specs of dust were becoming bigger and brighter behind your lids. “TAE!” He releases your fold, and you feel his lips wrap around your clit, you push your hips forward and against his face, his fingers slipping deeper inside and his nose presses against your mound. “FUCK!” It felt like a bolt of lightning going through you as the knot of pleasure inside you suddenly comes undone. “TAEYANG!” You hunch over as if your upper body was pulled down as your release hits you. You try and squeeze your legs shut, only to press your thighs right against the side of his head.

“Hmm,” He moans as he feels the warmth from your thighs against him. The hum only made your body jerk as it was right against your sensitive clit, his fingers pumping in and out of you faster to get you through your high while he sucked harder on your clit.

“FUCK!” You moan and bring your hand away from the glass to grab onto his shoulder, your fingers dig into his skin as you keep yourself from sinking to the floor. “I’M!” You push back against him, pushing yourself upright against the wall again. Your body slowly calms down, and he slips his fingers from you, and he slowly releases your clit with a soft popping sound. “Fucking… fuck, Tyang…” You keep your eyes closed as you take in several deep breaths, you could feel the spray from the shower hitting your body, Taeyang must have been soaking wet from how it would be hitting him.

You release the tight grip you had on his shoulder and on his hair and let your hands fall to your side. Your heart drummed loudly in your ears, and you tried to gather your thoughts to focus on the sounds surrounding you. Water, and hard breathing… along with the sound of something wet moving. You lift your head and look down at Taeyang, and found his hand around himself, slowly stroking his cock that had hardened from sucking on your clit and fingering you.

“Oh, my fucking, fuck,” You whimper out and squeeze your eyes shut, inhaling sharply before you opened your eyes to look down at him again. The sight was sinful. He was on his knees, his hair was covering his eyes, and it was completely wet, his skin glistened from the water and his hand around his cock.

“You’re just this… irresistible,” He breathes out. “I need you around my cock,” Your pussy clenches at his words, and you hold one of your hands out for him to take. He instantly placed his hand in yours and carefully stands from the shower ground, making sure not to slip. “We need to find a place that has a bigger shower, one with a seat,” He presses his body up against yours, making you feel his warmth and as he strokes himself. “It would make things so much easier,” You wrap a hand around the base of his cock and watch as he tilts his head back, he was practically rock hard already.

“Put it in…” You whisper. “We’re both gonna cum equally fast, put it in, fuck, please,” You feel his hand grab onto the back of your thigh and wrap your leg around his waist, the head of his cock pushes past your folds and slides over your clit before stopping against your slit. He lifts his head to look at you, you unwrap your hand from his cock and grab onto his wrist, pulling his hand away from his cock before you buck your hips forward, causing his cock to slide into you. “TAE!”

“F-fuck,” He grunts. His lids fluttered at the sudden tightness around the head of his cock. To say he was sensitive from cumming so hard earlier would be an understatement. “Uhgmm,” Your jaw slacks as you feel his cock stretching your walls and filling your pussy, he pushes his hips forward and fills your pussy to the brim, before pausing and giving you both a moment to calm down enough.

“Fuck, uhm, Tae…” You whimper. His eyes were dark, and you could see the lust dancing in them, which made your walls clench and unclench around him. He leans in closer and lifts your hand above your head, pressing it against the tiled wall.

“Keep doing that… and I’m gonna fill you right now,” He says, his voice strained as he spoke. He slowly pulls his hips back, and the wet squelching sound quickly fills the cubicle as his cock slides from you, only stopping until the tip remained inside you.

“It's not my f-fault you feel so g-good inside me,” You stutter out. You feel a shiver go up your spine right before he thrusts into you, you press your head against the wall as your eyes roll to the back of your head in pure ecstasy. His thrusts were slow and long, which was not only making your mind spin but his also. His other hand holds onto the back of your thigh, keeping it wrapped around his waist. “F-fuck, so good… so good, Tyang,” His nose brushes against yours and you both stare into each other’s eyes, not once breaking away from the intense eye contact.

“You… take it so good,” He breathes out. You were breathing hard and so was he, it was like time had slowed down for the both of you. “Mine… you’re mine,” He squeezes your hand as he thrusts into you before loosening his grip as he slides out. “I love you so much,” His lips brush against yours, and your eyes shut as your lips move together in a slow passionate kiss. Your free hand moves to the back of his head, and your fingers slide through his wet locks before you grip them. This quickly turned into a slow, passionate love-making session, which was a big change from the pace you had in the bedroom and when you first got in the shower.

“I love you too, Tyang, so much…” You whisper against his lips once the kiss was broken. You could feel his hot breath lingering against your lips as he pants with each thrust. “Faster…” And as if on command, his hips move a little faster. You could feel a pleasurable tension pulling inside you, and knew it wouldn’t take long before you would become undone once more. He could feel his balls starting to tighten as your walls pulse around his cock, milking him to fill you with his load.

“Fuck…” He grunts. “I’m not…” Your walls clench around him and hear him take in a stuttering breath before you felt his hips stutter against yours. “Last…” You move your hips against him, meeting his thrusts halfway, which only makes his mind spin. “Dove…”

“I’m gonna cum…” You whisper. You push your chest against his as your back arches, your eyes roll to the back of your head behind your lids and your head tilts back against the tiled wall. He opens his eyes and watches as you swallow loudly. “TAE!” And then he felt it, he felt a rush around his cock as your juices surround him and push past his cock. It felt like your body was floating with how light it became the moment the tension inside you snapped, your mind was thrown into the clouds, and it drifts through the sky as your body shakes with ecstasy. “TAE, OH, FUCK!” His movements pick up as he chases after his high, his balls felt tight, and it felt like it was only getting tighter the closer he got to the edge.

“FUCK!” He groans as he feels a sudden snap inside you. His hips rapidly push against yours as hot ropes of cum spill into you. “Fuck, fuck, taking it so… fuck,” He rocked his hips against yours as he fucks his load back into you. “Fuck!” You pull at his hair as you feel his cock hitting every right spot inside you.

“Tae!” You whimper as you feel your body slowly coming down from cloud nine. It felt like jelly, and you swore if it weren’t for him pushing you up against the tiled wall, you would have been on the floor by now. You keep your head rested against the tiled wall, feeling his body shake against yours as he gets himself through his high before coming to a halt against you. His head falls to your shoulder and you both breathe loudly and take a moment to go through the aftershocks of what had happened, the afterglow slowly begins to settle in as you catch your breath.

You release the grip on his hair and slowly slide your hand down his back before stopping when your hand reaches his hip as you open your eyes to look at the glass door behind him. He lifts his head and looks at you with a worn-out expression, his smile was lazy, but it seemed like he was satisfied, you at least hope he was.

“Satisfied?” He softly asks. You nod your head and feel him release your hand he had pinned to the tiled wall. “Does anything hurt?” He lowers your leg down to the floor and his hand moves to the inside of your thigh where he knew he had bit down.

“Nothing hurts,” You mutter, before your eyes dropped to his thighs that had a lot more bite marks than yours. “Do… those hurt?” You lift your gaze with a worried expression, he could see the concern in your eyes and gives you a reassuring smile.

“They’re fine,” He softly says. “Let me clean you,” He pulls you underneath the water, your hair becoming soaked as the shower sprays directly on your head. “Let me clean all of you, and I’ll help you dry it also,” He grabs the wash cloth and lathers some soap onto it, you quickly take the soap from him and pick up his wash cloth and lathers it up as he begins to was over your shoulders and chest.

You put the soap down and begin washing him, it was silent as you washed each other, making sure to get every spot and making sure to rinse it off as well, you watch him pick up the shampoo and pour some on his hand, you hold your hand out, making him chuckle but poured some into your hand also. You rub your hands together before reaching up and lathering his hair with the shampoo, as he did the same.

He had learned your hair-washing routine, and you had learned his, so when there were days when either of you were too tired but needed to wash, the other would give a lending hand. Once you finish with the entire routine, you climbed out of the shower and handed each other a towel. A comfortable silence had settled between you both as you took care of each other in the moments after the intimacy.

It only took another two hours before you were both in bed, snuggling up to each other. His arms firmly around you and your legs tangled with his, both of you quickly falling asleep to the sound of the other’s breath and heartbeat.

“Thank you for taking care of me,” You hear him mumble. You heard yourself give a soft ‘hmm’ before you were completely knocked out and fast asleep in his arms.

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Chanhee sighs, and puts down his pencil on top of his artbook.

“First of all -”

Make A Move Series

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[blu-joons]

He Holds Your Son For The First Time ~ Yoo Taeyang

A smile of appreciation formed on your face, as it did on Taeyang’s face as your midwife finally left your suite of the hospital wing. A sigh of relief came from the two of you, glad that everything was all over, and that you were left alone at last.

Taeyang couldn’t help but sit down on the edge of the bed beside you without the midwife there to tell him to give you and your son a bit of space, peering over you to be able to take a close look at your son who was in your arms.

“I never imagined that holding my baby would feel like this,” you whispered across to him as Taeyang’s eyes looked across to meet yours.

“I bet it feels a bit surreal, right?” He asked you with a smile.

Your head nodded in agreement with him straight away, struggling to find the words to describe how overwhelmed you were. It felt like a dream for you, especially as it had been a moment that you’d dreamt about often throughout your pregnancy.

All of the pain and discomfort had been worth it, for the both of you. Taeyang was still slightly convinced that his hand was broken from how hard you had gripped it, but that didn’t stop him from smiling as he looked at his complete family sat just beside him.

“He’s so small,” Taeyang whispered as he studied him closely, shaking his head in awe. “I never thought a human could be as small as this Y/N.”

“You know you were this small once,” you laughed back at him.

Taeyang poked his tongue out in response to you, trying his best to make his point that he was tiny without you managing to prove him wrong, just as you always seemed to do.

“Why don’t you hold him for a little while?” You offered as Taeyang shuffled around on the end of the bed. “I mean I can’t sit here and hold him forever; I know you’re nervous, but what better time is there for you to hold him then now?”

“N-now?” Taeyang stuttered, knowing that the smile on his face had dropped. Instead he looked to you fearfully, terrified of being the one to do something wrong.

Your head shook at Taeyang as you encouraged him to sit back on the bed properly before extending his arms out. You slowly leant forwards and placed your son into his arms, making sure that his grip was secure before letting go and moving away.

“That’s it,” you told Taeyang as his nervous eyes looked across to you as soon as he realised that your hands had moved away. “There’s nothing to be worried about, you’ve got him perfectly.”

As soon as he was in his hold, Taeyang’s eyes looked down in awe. You’d never seen his smile so wide as big eyes stared back up at him too. “Aren’t you just perfect?” He laughed down at your son, knowing full well that he wouldn’t reply.

It seemed as you watched on that Taeyang was well and truly in his element, surprising you by just how well he took to things. For the past nine months he had been worried about messing up on the big moments, but his first time holding your son couldn’t have gone any better, much to his relief.

He didn’t need you at all as he got comfortable, quickly getting the hang of things. “Let me ask you the same question Tae, does it feel a little bit surreal right now?”

“If it wasn’t for the fact that I was holding my baby who is only two hours old, I would definitely ask you to pinch me right now,” he laughed in reply to your question, “none of this feels real right now, like I’m in some sort of movie that’s just a dream.”

Your head nodded in agreement, knowing exactly what Taeyang was thinking. “You’ve got plenty of time for this to sink in,” you encouraged, “in fact I’ve probably say you’ve got the rest of your life to get all the cuddles in the world from this little one.”

Taeyang’s head shook as his eyes quickly fell back down on your son again. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was, he already felt on top of the world with the group, and being with you, but your son was the best possible icing on top of the cake for him.

“I can’t wait to take him home and introduce him to everyone,” you whispered across to him.

Taeyang’s eyes lit up even at the thought, “the boys are going to be obsessed with him, we’ll never get a look in with them around.”

“I wonder if he has even the slightest clue of how spoilt he’s going to be.”

Taeyang’s head shook as you spoke, his innocent smile let the two of you know just how clueless he was. There was so much about the world that neither of you could wait to teach him, and plenty to introduce him to as well.

“Did you see the state of the studio the last time we visited before he arrived?” Taeyang reminded you, “they’ll be gifts everywhere.”

You could hardly forget your final visit to see the boys before finding yourself staying at home awaiting labour. They had been all over you and your bump, with each one of them making their own promise that they would be the best uncle you could have ever wished for your son to have once he safely arrived.

“We might have to make sure that one of them doesn’t run away with him,” you joked, “with eyes as stunning as his are, I can imagine a few of the boys getting wrapped around his little finger pretty quickly.”

A hum of agreement came from Taeyang, followed by a chuckle. “I wouldn’t just worry about the boys being put under her spell; I think he’s already got me pretty hooked; I just can’t stop looking at him Y/N.”

“I can tell by the look in your eyes,” you responded, knowing exactly how in awe Taeyang was, recognising the expression after so many years together.

“You did amazing growing this little one,” he suddenly told you with a wide smile on his face, “I couldn’t have wished for a more perfect son,” he added, finding himself looking at you, but only for the briefest of moments.

It was unlike Taeyang to pour his heart out to you but having your son in his arms definitely brought out the side of him that just started spilling out all of his emotions.

“I couldn’t have done it without you right by my side, not even just today Taeyang, but the past nine months as a whole.”

He always liked to downplay the role that he had in your pregnancy, but you knew just how important Taeyang was. You’d lost count of the number of times he’d helped you out or fixed a tricky situation for you.

“I can’t believe that I can finally call myself a dad,” Taeyang whispered as your son’s eyes began to close in his hold. “I can’t even tell you how many times I dreamt of all these little things whilst you were pregnant Y/N, and now that he’s here, they’re all finally starting to come true and happen for us.”

Your head nodded in agreement with Taeyang, “I think it’s going to take a good while for all of this to sink in.”

“Truthfully, I don’t think it ever really will.”

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Masterlist

[kpophours]

Stress Relief (M)

➵ SF9: Taeyang x fem. reader / one shot, college AU / fluff, smut / REQUESTED

➵ warnings: explicit mentions of sex (oral: receiving)

➵ word count: 3.1k

You groan, this close to just hitting your head against your desk.

You hate finals week.

It’s the worst time of the year and right now, you’re this close to searching for a sugar daddy.

You’ve always been a good student, but still - anxiety, pressure from your parents and the lack of sleep are testing you and your last shreds of sanity right now. Your gaze slides towards the clock on top of your desk.

Almost 2am.

You should really sleep but… You still haven’t finished reversing for today.

You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose in exasperation.

Maybe some tea will help your tiredness and general exhaustion.

You mull it over in your head and then, you get up, stretching your limbs to get the blood flowing again and leave your room. You shiver when you tiptoe through the hallway towards the kitchen, your room being a lot warmer than the rest of the flat. Your roommate always teases you about overheating, but what can you say? Your body is always cold, especially your hands and feet. 

When you reach the door to the kitchen, you’re surprised to see light fall through the cracks of the door. You slowly open it, halting in the doorway when you see Taeyang stirr something on the kitchen stove. He turns around when he hears you enter and smiles at you.

God, you’ll never tire of that smile. It always manages to put you in a good mood and warms your whole body. The sun’s biggest competitor.

“You’re still up?”, you ask, leaning against the doorframe and returning his smile. He nods. “Obviously. I’m making some hot chocolate. Do you want some, too?”

You nod, creeping closer and looking over his shoulder. “That looks amazing and just like what I need.”, you sigh, resting your chin on his shoulder. He chuckles. “Well, I’m more than happy to share with you. I also still have some chocolate cookies hidden somewhere, if I’m not mistaken.”

You draw your eyebrows together. “Hidden? Why would you hide them?”

When he turns his face towards yours, lips so close to your cheek, you actually stop breathing. He winks at you. “We both know that you would have eaten those cookies long ago otherwise. No sweets are safe from you.” You instinctively draw back a bit, the close proximity to him overwhelming. To hide your flustered state, you quickly cross your arms and pout at him. “That’s not fair. It’s not like I would ever actually eat something you buy for just yourself.”

Taeyang grins and boops your nose. “Well, it did happen before. I don’t blame you though. You work hard, you deserve a treat.” With that, he turns around and looks at the pot of hot chocolate again. “I think it’s done.”

Five minutes later, you’re seated at your small kitchen table, a delicious smelling mug in front of you and some cookies on their way. Taeyang takes the chair beside you, his arm brushing against yours when he sits down. You clear your throat and grab the mug, almost knocking it over in the process. A bit of the hot liquid spills over your hand and you hiss at the sudden pain. “Be careful, Y/N! Oh no, are you hurt?”, Taeyang asks in a worried voice, taking your hand in his to look at the reddened skin. You shake your head, a blush creeping on your cheeks when he touches you. 

Ever since that damned frat party a few weeks ago, you don’t know how to behave around him anymore. You’d both been drunk and somehow, you had ended up in his lap, eyes locking, your fingers threading through his soft hair and then - Inseong had interrupted you both, yelling for a round of shots. You had avoided Taeyang for the rest of the night and pretended to not remember anything from the whole night the next day. Since then, both you and Taeyang hadn’t mentioned this… incident at all. Still, you’ve been careful around him ever since, not wanting to give away your growing feelings for him.

Now, you quickly snatch your hand back from him, an awkward smile on your lips. “N-no, I’m okay! Let me just quickly clean up this mess.” With that, you jump up and almost run away from him, taking a few deep breaths. When the kitchen table is clean again, you sit back down and take the mug between your fingers, gently blowing onto the hot liquid to make it drinkable. Taeyang observes you, a small smile playing on his lips. “So, how are the exams going? Are you almost finished?”, he asks, taking a sip of his hot chocolate and humming happily. 

You sigh and shrug, eyes plastered to your mug. “It’s going alright, I guess. I still have a few more, but it’ll be done next week. And then I can finally sleep again.”, you answer, taking a sip as well. When the sweetness hits your tongue, you can’t help but moan at the taste. You really love chocolate. Taeyang shifts when he hears the noise leave your lips, eyes flitting from your lips towards the mug in your hand and back again. You blink at him, surprise written all over your face when you notice his weird behavior. 

The silence stretches between the two of you until you finally ask: “Uhm and… what about you? How are your exams going?” He clears his throat and smiles, maybe a bit awkwardly, but the tense atmosphere inside the room disappears immediately. “Oh, it has been going pretty well so far. I only have two more to go and then I’m finally free! Hwiyoung and I are planning to go on a short weekend trip afterwards.”

“Oh that’s great! I think I’ll just sleep for a few days after I’m finished.”, you say and yawn, making Taeyang giggle. “Sleep does sound heavenly, to be honest. Especially right now - but I think I’ll have to power through another hour before I can go to bed.”, he tells you and you nod in confirmation. “Same for me.” With that, you stand up again, mug empty now. “Thanks for the hot chocolate, Tae. I’ll see you tomorrow?” He stands up as well, immediately towering over you thanks to his height. He smiles, pushing his fluffy hair back and gently touching your shoulder. “Of course.”

The next days pass in a blur. They consist of increasing amounts of caffeine, too little sleep and never-ending piles of textbooks you have to work through. You don’t see Taeyang at all, being holed up in your room, eating an unhealthy amount of instant Ramen and only leaving the desk to get some snacks or fill your empty mug.

On the third evening, there’s a soft knock on your door. You raise your head, eyes bloodshot and hair resembling a bird’s nest. “Hm?”, you just make, distracted by your textbook. You immediately blush when you see Taeyang open the door. He sports a soft smile and tilts his head to one side, taking in your messy state. “Hey. I haven’t seen you in a few days and thought I’d check in on you. You’re okay in here?”, he asks, leaning against the doorframe and crossing both arms in front of his chest. He wears grey sweatpants and a white shirt, his hair is still a bit wet - he seems to have just come out of the shower. 

You push a few strands of hair behind your ear and shrug. “I’m okay. Tomorrow is one of my last exams and I’m going to try and cram the last bits of information inside my head tonight.”, you explain, fiddling with the pen in your hand. He nods. “I had my last exam today, I’m so relieved to be done now. I was thinking about cooking something… You care to join me for dinner?” He looks at you with such a hopeful expression, that you immediately agree, even though you definitely shouldn’t, the open textbook in front of you basically screaming at you to continue studying. But an hour or so shouldn’t put you too far behind with revising… right? And Taeyang’s bright smile is definitely worth the lost time. 

He turns on the music in the kitchen, declining your help, and immediately begins to cut some vegetables, happily humming along to the song. You lean against the doorframe, feeling a bit useless and pulling at your baggy jumper, eyes flitting from Taeyang to the kitchen utensils, to the floor. You look up again when you hear him chuckle, his lips curling into a small smile. “You really don’t have to keep me company. Go take a shower or something like that.”, he proposes and you pout. “Are you suggesting I smell?”, you shoot back and he giggles, the sound making your heart melt. “No, but a hot shower often helps me relax.”, he explains and shrugs, “But then again, there are many different methods of stress relief...” At this, his eyes glimmer wickedly and you lift one eyebrow, heartbeat quickening at his almost… suggestive tone. 

“Oh?”, you just make and he simply grins, turning around again to chop some carrots. For a while, you observe him while he works - you see how his back muscles work underneath his (way too) tight shirt, making you feel hot and almost needy. When he suddenly turns around and catches you staring, you clear your throat, blushing. “Uhm, I think I’m gonna try out your method of stress relief now. But don’t you dare complain about me not helping you with dinner later!” With that, you quickly leave the kitchen and enter the bathroom, Taeyang’s low chuckle warming your heart.

It turns out Taeyang is absolutely right about the power of a hot shower - your stiff muscles instantly begin to relax thanks to the hot water. You hum happily while using your favorite, rose scented shower gel. You gently massage your scalp, eyes closing. You should have taken more breaks like this during your study sessions, you think to yourself and sigh deeply. You don’t even hear the door open thanks to the sound of the shower running - you almost scream when you feel more than hear someone join you in the shower. When you turn around, you see Taeyang behind you - his cheeks are flushed and his pupils dilated, but he looks determined, dark eyes locking with yours. 

“T-Taeyang?”, you squeal, desperately trying to cover yourself with your own arms, but before you can say anything else, he presses you against the cold bathroom tiles behind you, sealing your mouth with his. You gasp, surprised, and he immediately uses the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth. After overcoming your shock, you finally begin to relax against his body, allowing him to slip both arms around your naked body and pull you closer. His hands seem to be everywhere at once, sliding over every body part while his tongue explores your mouth. You can’t help but moan, fingers sliding into his now wet hair, carefully tugging on it. He almost growls against you, drawing back to look at you with lust filled eyes. 

Suddenly, he attaches his lips to your skin, gently sucking on it and leaving small love bites all over your neck and collarbones. You almost slide down the tiles, lust building in your body, heart pounding fast against your rib cage. He slowly makes his way down, hands softly sliding over your back and then, his lips close over one nipple, sucking, harsh. You gasp, closing your eyes and tilting your head until it hits the wall behind you. His tongue gently flicks over the hardening bud, while one hand finds your other breast, massaging it gently. Your breath becomes erratic and another moan slips past your lips. 

Taeyang finally draws back, biting his lower lip and looking at you with dark eyes. “How about we take this to the bedroom?”, he asks, voice low and you nod, mind hazy. He doesn’t let go of your hand while you step out of the shower, quickly toweling yourself dry and then, his lips are on yours again, his kiss soft and gentle this time. “We- we don’t have to do anything.”, he finally says when you break apart again and you raise both eyebrows, “I kinda… sprung this on you.” 

You smile, touched by his caring, thoughtful nature. “I think this has been building for a while now. I-”, you inhale shakily, “I don’t want to stop.” He smiles brightly, pressing his lips to yours again and sighs against them. “Thank God, me neither.” With that, he walks you backwards towards his room, opening the door and gently pushing you on top of his bed, hovering over you to look at you for a few seconds. When he sees you blush under his admiring gaze, he smiles softly and finally dives back into kissing you. His fingers trail over your naked torso, pinching one nipple before moving further down. He stops at your hip bone to look at you in confirmation. When you nod, breathless, he nudges your legs apart, beginning to draw soft patterns against the soft skin of your thighs, slowly moving a bit higher. He takes his time, smirking when he sees you shift underneath his gentle caresses. 

“Taeyang, please.”, you finally whine, lips protruding to form a slight pout. He chuckles, lips ghosting over yours. “Someone is impatient, hm?” You shoot him a dark look, moving your own hand over his stomach and further down, wrapping your fingers around his hard on. He groans, eyes almost falling shut, halting his own movements and giving in to your touch. Suddenly, he snaps out of it, and grips your hand to stop you. “I- if you don’t stop this, I’m gonna end up lasting an embarrassing short time.”, he says, voice almost pained. You grin, licking your lips. “And here I was, thinking I could finally suck you off. I’ve been thinking about it so many times these last weeks.”, you say, voice husky. He groans, pressing his forehead against yours. “We’ll have many more nights for that.”, he murmurs, kissing you and gently biting down on your lip, making you whimper, “But now, it’s my turn to taste you.” And with that, he descends, settling between your legs and looking up at you, gaze dark. 

He smirks at your expectant expressions and - finally - buries his face in your core. He begins to carefully lick through your folds, before closing his lips around your clit, sucking gently and beginning to flick his tongue over your most sensitive part. It doesn’t take long for you to become a moaning mess under his gentle ministrations and when he finally buries one long finger inside you, quickly followed by a second one, you feel your orgasm approaching fast. It only takes another harsh suck on your clit and a twist of his fingers for you to tumble over the edge, quickly pressing your hand over your mouth to stifle your loud moans. Taeyang presses a few soft kisses against your center and thighs, before crawling over you and kissing you deeply. You slide your hands into his hair, pulling him even closer towards you and kissing him almost feverishly back. 

You’re both breathing hard when you break apart and you can’t help but smile at him. “That was... amazing.”, you say in a soft voice and he grins, satisfied with himself. He finally opens the drawer of his nightstand, quickly finding what he’s looking for - it takes him only a few seconds to roll the condom over his length. “Are you sure?”, he asks you again and you nod once. “Oh, absolutely.” He chuckles at your eagerness and positions himself in front of your center, both hands gripping your thighs, drawing gentle patterns against your skin while he begins to slowly enter you. You can’t help but moan at the sensation of his length filling you bit by bit, biting down on your lower lip to stifle your loud noises. When you feel like you can’t take any more of him, feeling deliciously full, he finally bottoms out and lets you adjust to his length and girth buried deep inside you. 

He looks down at you, damp hair clinging to his temple. When you finally signal for him to move, he gently pulls out of you, before pushing his hips back against yours. He quickly sets a steady rhythm, his body pressing into yours at all the right places. He trails open mouthed kisses over your neck and chest, lips closing around one nipple to suck on it and you moan, everything feeling too much and too hot and too tight - the lust inside your body building up quickly again, heart pounding almost too fast, legs trembling and mind getting hazy. Taeyang releases your nipple again and sits back on his knees, slinging both your legs around his slender hips and entering you from a slightly different angle, hitting the spot that makes you gasp and see stars. He groans when you grip his thighs for leverage, nails softly digging into his skin. He pulls his lower lip between his teeth, one of his hands slipping between your bodies to circle your clit. Your high is approaching with radical speed now and Taeyang almost loses control when he feels you clenching around him, closing his eyes for a few seconds and picking up his speed, hips snapping against yours in an almost bruising manner. Then - finally - your whole body tightens and you snap, crying out in complete pleasure, eyes glossing over. With a few last thrusts, Taeyang spills into the condom and stills inside you, breathing heavily and pressing his forehead against yours. 

You slowly slide both hands over his back, kissing him gently. He smiles into the kiss, finally drawing back and pulling out of you. He discards of the condom and disappears into the bathroom to fetch a wet washcloth for you.

“So, this was method number two for stress relief.”, he says when he finally slips back between the covers with you. You giggle and cuddle closer to him. “Well, I think cuddling might be method number three, then.”, you answer, voice muffled against his chest and his smile instantly softens. “Yes - and that method might actually be my favorite.” With that, he pulls you even closer, pressing soft kisses all over your face and making you giggle. “Best study break ever.”, you sigh happily, tiredness washing over you. 

His low chuckle is the last thing you hear, before you fall asleep.

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the young royals; yoo taeyang

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summary ➣ Upon a conversation where Prince Taeyang and his most loyal and cherished knight, Y/N, revisit their past, Taeyang struggles to decide if he’s ready to let his revelations out as their conversation comes to a close, and to let his last shot at telling Y/N how he really feels about him slip away.

genre ➣ fluff  |  royalty au

requested - 👍 by @alexsinsulin​

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A trickle of laughter rang throughout the indomitably large throne room, ringing against elaborately embellished walls, refracting of crystals hung from ornate chandeliers. Despite how small it sounded by the time that faint melody of childlike giggling reached the corners of the room, it still managed to stretch itself out and spread its colour across all the emptiness that the Prince - the next in line to inherit the crown tied to this entire room, this entire keep, this entire castle, and this entire kingdom - Yoo Taeyang, would complain about.

In fact, after Taeyang’s late father’s - the King’s - recent death, Taeyang’s a lot closer to the crown that he ever thought he could be. The ceremony is soon, and everything leading up to it has kept Taeyang trapped, ensnared in stress and panic and feelings of inadequacy that the weight of his crown always kept dragging behind him.

This room within the castle’s keep was usually solitary, barely inhabited, and with nothing in the room to make use of - all its contents barely even functional, ‘decorative’ Taeyang would say and ‘marvellous’, ‘elaborate’, ‘luxurious’ others would say - but ornamental, golden engravings and spires and expensive silk drapery. The throne wasn’t even worthy of the Prince, only for the king’s bouts of pondering and need for space. 

The two figures within the room, therefore, needed to improvise and snag a few of the ornately carved velvet seats along one of the walls and drag them into the room as if they weren’t built from some of the most expensive wood, upholstered by the finest velvet and glossed over with a golden varnish that even Taeyang knew took considerable effort to get. They were now near the center of the room, Taeyang in a tall-backed armchair, feet kicked up on a small stool, and Y/N sat up straight, alert, almost rigid in a stool across from Taeyang - the Prince he’s served as a fully-fledged knight under for almost a year now.

Conversations with Y/N in this throne room, a place that usually only reminded him of loneliness, and emptiness, made everything that kept him awake at night slip his mind - as if it all never existed.

“What is it with you and near-misses with wild animals?” Y/N didn’t have his armour on anymore, he shed his mail and plating as soon as he could when his patrol and duties ended during midday, but he still couldn’t help but feel its shadow nip a thim, beckon an itch or two. He lifted an eyebrow toward Taeyang with a smirk that was more amused than annoyed, especially given that this drew too many parallels to how they met.

“Okay, you’re making it sound like a frequent thing!” Taeyang whined, no matter how much closer he got to the crown, no matter how much closer to getting that throne behind them - perched upon that dais as if it were looking down on them - to Y/N, he was still the child he met in the forest clearing behind the castle. “I thought that was why you loved me so much anyways.” Taeyang watched himself, pressing his lips together subtly enough that Y/N wouldn’t catch him watching his words almost too carefully. He hated needing to tread so lightly around words like that, but if he leaned too carelessly onto them, they might be having an entirely different conversation altogether - one Taeyang’s always wanted to have, but still doesn’t feel ready for.

“As your royal guard, your highness.” Y/N chuckled as Taeyang stretched his foot out to nudge at Y/N, and only laughed even harder as he swatted away Taeyang’s attack with a deft yet precise flick of his hand. As much combat and tactical and field training Y/N has done, he always walks into conversations with Taeyang knowing for a fact that it will never be enough. “I would prefer if you didn’t make near-deaths-by-wild-animals a personality trait.”

Taeyang puffed his cheeks out with a strained, huff sounding breath as he stretched his foot out again to nudge Y/N’s side once more, and smiling as Y/N let him prod against the tunic Taeyang got specially made for Y/N’s birthday. He draped his leg across Y/N’s with a dramatic sigh and slumped back in his chair, and recalled the day they first met with a smile as Y/N absently, wordlessly ran his diligent hands across the blemishes in his brand new trousers.

*

While many tried to embellish Taeyang’s recklessness and call it an ‘explorative spirit’, many servants within the castle walls would simply state his status as an immediate threat to society with how much of a nuisance he was to keep track of. The moment he was old enough to dawn his very own embroidered tunics and wield a frail training sword in his hands, he wanted to leave the castle - the break through its confines and explore, wander, discover on his own. This was often to the detriment of those who were set to look after him, as he was always begging and whining to head past boundaries and practice swordplay in the trees that skirted the back of the castle.

One day he managed to sneak away from his carers and make his way around the castle and toward the forest by the castle, with nothing to protect him but a gold-laced tunic, stockings and a hollow, wooden training sword strapped to his back by one of his hardened leather belts. He was barely a dozen paces in before he could feel this hesitance finally begin to trickle into his head, but he dove deeper into thicket through thicket of trees, losing himself among the countless spires of wood nearly piercing the sky.

As Y/N would later always say to describe Taeyang’s reckless abandon, he was ‘in way over his head’, Taeyang was soon lost - unable to find his way out. To a kid barely reaching his teens, it felt like hours tripping over roots of trees, flinching at any sound made within feet of him, even if it was the sounds of his soft loafers curling around stones and twigs. However, one crackle against the ground hung in the branches longer, heavier than the rest, and before Taeyang could meet it halfway, a bellowing roar of a wild boar shook Taeyang to his core, nearly the entire forest around him, too.

He didn’t know where to go, what to do. That training sword on his back may as well have been a blade of grass. He couldn’t do anything but let out a whimper as he scrambled to the side before the animal before him, just a few large bounds away from him, even decided to charge. As it did, as it trampled the ground before him and set itself to ram right into Taeyang’s chest, an arm swept under and around his and dragged him out of the way. He kept his eyes shut too tightly to see the boar running into the tree right behind where he was standing, splintering its trunk and dizzying itself in the process. 

All he heard was a thud, a crackle of leaves and branches and the heavy breathing of whoever swept him off his feet, and when he found it in himself to open his eyes, to feel the world around him, he found himself in a completely new area of the forest. It was an edge where litter and mosses and exposed roots met the grassy fields that bordered the sides of his castle - he’s never been happier to see it.

“What were you doing in there? It’s dangerous!”

Taeyang looked up at his saviour, and by the looks and sound of it, the person standing above him, a thicker training sword at his hip and a determined yet panicked look in his entrancing eyes, was not much older than he was. Maybe even younger by the way the sound of his voice was just teetering off its childlike shrillness. Taeyang was on the ground, splayed out on the grass, the feeling of this mystery boy’s arms around him still keeping his chest wound up and tight.

“Hey, I’m talking to you! Are you alright?”

“I-I’m Taeyang…” Was all Taeyang could stupidly sputter out. Maybe his name would ring some bells? It has ever since his birth, maybe this mystery boy would recognize him, bring him home, maybe they could do anything but sit in this startled silence. Except, on second thought, Taetang didn’t mind the silence, it gave him time to mull over his lack of response to the mystery boy’s question, as well as the giggle that spilled from his lips as he stepped forward and lent Taeyang a hand.

“I’m Y/N.”

Nothing changed by the mention of Taeyang’s name, and Taeyang felt this massive subconscious weight lifted off of him somehow. Perhaps Y/N didn’t know what a Prince was, who the Prince was? And if Taeyang was being honest, he didn’t necessarily know the answer to both of those right now either. He took Y/N’s hand with a wide grin that drained the sunlight from the sky, and chuckled as Y/N matched him with one of his own. The next thing he knew, all his fear, his quick brush against certain death, was nothing to him but a faint echo as their conversation instantly skipped to the swords they had strapped to them and soon the clacks between them as they instantly began to fight each other with them.

Taeyang wouldn’t know this until later, but Y/N’s constant comfort, his ability to drain Taeyang of all his worries, would become a constant in his life.

*

“When I found out you were the Prince… I almost felt myself slip from reality.” Y/N widened his eyes as he looked down at Taeyang’s trousers, scoffing at the ways he already found to get cotton this expensive so dirty. Then again, Taeyang has recently tried to jump Y/N while he’s training alone by the barracks, and that never ends well for either of them - Taeyang on his back in the sand, Y/N pinning him down, his eyes rolling so hard he’s probably pulled a muscle by now. 

Y/N almost forgot what it was like back when they were in this stage before their friendship, back when Y/N regarded Taeyang’s lineage, revered it. They’re so close now, that the crown comes as a second thought to them, it’s their bond first, the memories that tie them together, and whatever throne Taeyang were sitting atop next came second.

It didn’t matter what seat it was, Taeyang would always find a way to drag one right next to his for Y/N to sit across from him and fight against Taeyang’s poor attempts to start play-fighting on carpets worth more than both of their lives.

“Yeah,” Taeyang hummed wistfully, a chuckle cutting him short as he tried to nudge at Y/N again with his foot but had his weight completely thrown to the side as Y/N swept Taeyang’s leg off his lap. “But I still will never be able to forget the way you just didn’t know what my name stood for. You treated me like I mattered the same as you did and then kicked my ass with that sword. I’m pretty sure I still have the bruises.” Another burst of laughter filled up the emptiness in the room around them. Taeyang didn’t know exactly why he felt the rush he did when Y/N didn’t recognize him for his title, barely even cared to temper his voice or go easy on him in their play-fights by the edge of the forest, but later - now - he realized that their type of friendship was meant to be like nothing else he’s ever experienced. “I dunno, it just felt so grounding and moral in a life full of off-putting irregularity that’s pretty much my normal - as much as I appreciate being the Prince.”

“Yes, I’m sure nearly getting impaled by that boar was very grounding indeed.” Y/N rolled his eyes, grinning even as he watched Taeyang pout and slump back in his seat with a defeated whine.

“I’m trying to say thank you!” Taeyang threw his hands up, trying not to let his petulance break under the weight of Y/N’s laughter as he almost toppled over the edge of his own seat. 

As time has built them up and worn them down and shaped and sculpted them, Taeyang’s found it more and more difficult to hide all the things Y/N made him feel behind pouting lips and petulant whines and broken breaths held in puffed out chests. Even sitting here, with the remnants of the morning’s light spilling through the throne room’s large but narrow windows and falling against Y/N in gentle ivory blooms of light, Taeyang could barely hold himself back. It was as if Y/n’s very presence is almost tortuous to him now.

“Was that what that was?” Y/N lifted an eyebrow with that signature smirk that practically etched itself into Taeyang’s mind. Ever since Y/N first shone it toward him the third time they met in the castle’s halls on the way to Y/N’s first day of knight training - when Taeyang’s begging finally got Y/N to stop kneeling to him the moment they met eyes - it’s never left his thoughts. Taeyang never wants it to change.

“YES!”

“Alright, if his royal highness says so.”

‘His royal highness’... Upon greeting countless memories of Y/N’s melodious voice drawing out every syllable in such a deliberately grating way, Taeyang didn’t know whether to cringe or smile fondly at them. Y/N hasn’t necessarily used it that much now - they’ve raided and pillaged that joke, burned it to the ground, by the time Y/N was knighted. However, Y/N’s always delighted to bring it back every now and then just to make Taeyang groan. Taeyang has this sneaking suspicion that Y/N knows how much fondness he hides beneath all his layers of visceral distaste for the ways Y/N’s teased him - past and present.

Y/N carving out those words brought Taeyang back to a memory so particular. And, perhaps, it was a moment where Taeyang knew for a fact that he wasn’t just a Prince, and Y/N wasn’t just going to be any other knight in his father’s army. He wasn’t going to be another armoured figure in the mass of hopeful cadets and squires, and that Y/N wasn’t just going to be ‘the mystery boy who saved him from certain death that one time’. He was going to be this recurring character in Taeyang’s daydreams, the trigger of so many thoughts and daydreams that Taeyang would let wander aimlessly for as long as his consciousness could muster.

Y/N was always more to him than Taeyang could ever conceive. Taeyang had a vague idea of what sparked everything he was feeling, and for how long he’s been holding all this suppressed weight to his words, but it all becomes so much clearer with every time Y/N’s relentless teasing would submerge them all the way to Taeyang’s golden circlet in nostalgia too inviting for Taeyang’s confined affections to withstand.

Looking at Y/N now, Taeyang can feel threads already unwinding, unravelling around him and all his admiration, all his frustratingly unexplainable feelings. They slipped, pulled at him, and came through, leaked out in ways only he notices.

His casual observations - the light on Y/N’s skin, the way he looks in his armour, those eyes, those beautiful eyes, his voice, the way he’s never lost his smile, his beautiful fucking face - they don’t feel so casual anymore. There’s now something sickly sweet staining every single one, something that Taeyang can’t get rid of - and wouldn’t dare to get rid of. It all started as he was allowed to sit in and watch Y/N on his first day of knight’s training, more specifically, when he managed to lure Y/N away from the crowd and brought him to a corner of his empty sitting area he knew nobody could see them.

*

“You requested for me, your majesty?” Y/N took timid steps into Taeyang’s sitting room, his voice hesitant to even strip itself from the safety of his tongue. He was nearly breathless as it was, his training rigorous, nearly ruthless compared to anything he’s ever known. A relentless ache battered through him as Taeyang turned toward him in an embroidered tunic, completely pristine, spotless compared to Y/N’s completely marred and dirt-ridden training armour.

“Y/N…” Taeyang rolled up the sleeves of his tunic and sat down on a rich velvet bench that overlooked the training yard upon a platform a few feet off the ground. The sunlight streamed down and lit up the cobbles beneath their feet, and Y/N looked around, slightly paranoid that people were going to catch him way too close to the prince. “You can cut out that whole ordeal now, nobody’s watching I assure you..” Taeyang gestured out to the field that was once filled with knights-in training - now completely empty, devoid of nothing but splintered training swords and a few helmets dented beyond repair. He watched with a small smile as Y/N let out a breath he’s probably been holding since Taeyang whispered orders to meet him in his sitting area.

It was almost as if something snapped or crumbled in Y/N, as an easy, weightless smile overcame him, the one that Taeyang was more used to seeing than not whenever they would sneak off to Taeyang’s personal study to fool around with the inks and papers. They’ve become much closer since their first encounter in the forest, and their second and third encounters in the castle - Taeyang should’ve known Y/N was a squire from the moment he was saved - Y/N’s fearlessness, the fit of his tailored squire’s tunic, the elaborate leather scabbard he slid his training sword into. It made Taeyang all the more interested in him, and it made getting closer, seeing each other more often whenever Taeyang would slip away from guards and get time to himself, so much easier.

“You’ve been training hard, so you can relax here if you like…” Taeyang trailed off, patting the space next to him. The sunlight streaming down in golden dapples practically made the velvet next to Taeyang shimmer, beckoning Y/N closer. Y/N barely hesitated, finding his space on a bench that cadets like him were barely even allowed to see, let alone sit on - especially next to the prince. Letting out another breath, Y/N looked up to Taeyang, only to see this glint of disappointment in his eyes as he squinted in the sunlight to get a better look at him.

“What is it?” Y/N asked, confused by the way Taeyang’s lips formed something between a pout and a sheepish frown. It was as if he wanted to say something, do something or ask something, but was scared of letting it out. Taeyang was the prince, though, wasn’t asking for things and receiving them on the spot pretty much his entire thing? Especially with how needy Taeyang was, Y/N was surprised by his hestiance, yet still waited patiently for his voice to finally pick itself up from the ground.

“You can relax…” Taeyang, although stiffly, gestured to his lap, “here…” His lips were tied up in a tightly wound grimace as he kept his eyes trained on the ground between his boots, fearful of Y/N’s response. They were close, but not that close, and Taeyang was worried that the silence between them was going to be pulled so taut, so roughly between them until their only relief would be found in the general’s orders to return to the field. 

Taeyang’s fears and doubts were thrown aside, though, as Y/N soon responded with a playful smirk strewn across his face - one Taeyang will get all too familiar with seeing grace Y/N’s features.

Y/N kept his eyes on where Taeyang’s shaking hands gestured vaguely - an attempt at indifference that just ended up mocking it instead - and let his sheepishness flood his voice. “I don’t know if I should do that, wouldn’t favouritism from the prince kind of breach the crown’s integrity in our training?”

It took a while for Taeyang to realize that he actually got a reaction that wasn’t disgust, repulsion, or anything else that reeked of this tense, inoffensive discomfort that Taeyang honestly loathed more than anything else. In fact, as Taeyang looked up from his lap and his vision faded in and out of focus in the sunlight, he managed to catch this coy shine in Y/N’s eyes and a bloom of brightness in his narrow smirk. After what felt like a torturously long stretch of silence that consisted of nothing but Taeyang plucking Y/N’s words from the sky, turning them over, he finally shuddered and scowled as he finally began to hear the teasing beneath all of it.

“I’m not favouring you!” Taeyang whined, anything to cover up the blatant, obvious fact that their friendship definitely led to some sort of favouritism.

“Well, after this, I’ll investigate and see if anybody else has received an offer to lay on his royal highness’ lap.” Y/N giggled before lifting his eyebrow, craning his neck over the sitting area’s stone brick parapet and pretending to scan the field for roaming figures of his fellow knights in training. He looked back and soaked in the slight panic that Taeyang scrambled to hide under a scrunched up frown. There was nothing he liked more than watching the crowned prince, ‘his royal highness’, slipping up and nearly dropping the circlet nestled in his neatly groomed hair onto the ground with every time one of Y/N’s sly glances or crude smirks defied the respect he was supposed to give a person of Taeyang’s stature.

It was Taeyang’s fault that he inadvertently gave Y/N so much power with his constant berating of Y/N’s emphatic worshipping of him upon their first few meetings within the castle. 

It took a while for Y/N to initially get over the whole ‘paying respect to the crown and royalty’ thing, Taeyang’s chastising for letting his reverence slip definitely made sure of that, but after it stuck, after Y/N let his sass and cockiness and jesting remarks carelessly slip out of him, screwing around with his friend, Prince Taeyang, became one of his favourite pastimes.

“Shut up and take a breather.” Taeyang turned away, arms folded and the ends of his words caught up in a huff-like breath. He still left his lap open, though, and as he glared out the corner of his eye, he caught Y/N’s hesitance and instantly opened his arm to welcome Y/N in. He hoped that Y/N didn’t catch how bright his smile of satisfaction was as Y/N finally leaned in and settled his head gingerly across Taeyang’s thighs. “I’ll make sure the general makes training more rigorous for you so you’ll need the rest.” Taeyang smiled triumphantly as he rested his hand on Y/N’s shoulder.

“It is of the greatest honours to have thine lap as sweet reprieve from training, your majesty.” Y/N made an effort to nestle further into Taeyang’s lap with a small smile, the tart sweetness of his sarcasm soaking the air and drawing out Taeyang’s laughter. Soon enough, though, they had no words left to speak, no mocking or teasing left to recite into the sun-stained air around them. Y/N enjoyed the silence, but with the start of his knight training, he didn’t know how many opportunities they’d get to sneak away from their duties and spend more time like this; he was looking for something to fill in the silence, stuff in as much as he could into this slight window of time. “Hey.”

“Yeah?” Taeyang absently answered, fighting every urge to tuck that stray lock of slightly sweat-soaked hair away from where it dangled by Y/N’s eyes. 

He won over himself, though - We’ve met literally four times, maybe on the seventh you could get away with it without him looking at you weird, Taeyang thought relentlessly to himself. But, also, he dared to think realistically, looking into the way Y/N stared at nothing in particular, maybe tracing the lines in the stone brick parapet like he did whenever he’d lie down on this bench and have nothing to do but wait for Y/N to slip away from his Lord to see him for what would be - by then - their third meeting within castle walls.

Maybe never… Maybe, no matter how many times they meet, no matter how many opportunities they get to become closer, they’ll never be more than friends on the verge of whatever’s bubbling in Taeyang’s stomach.

“Have you thought about any of the maidens recently?”

Taeyang didn’t know in which way Y/N’s question struck him first, struck him hardest. He had a hard time determining the different aches that climbed all of his body, suffocating him like those heavy tunics of decadent velvet that his father always made him wear to court gatherings.

“Maidens? Why?” Taeyang flinched at his own questions and the shock and sudden offense that laced his words. He stumbled to cover for the way his voice curved up and into the sky. Y/N didn’t even flinch, recognizing the way Taeyang choked on his words, he simply stayed there, resting on Taeyang’s lap, unmoving. “I mean no, not yet. I have other duties to attend to.”

“Ah, I see, the ordeal of maidens is far too frivolous for his royal highness.”

Taeyang snapped his head down to where Y/N let out a tired, yet brilliant smile. He slapped Y/N in the shoulder he knew would hurt more - his sword-wielding arm - and watched with glee as Y/N let out a soft groan. “You know I can get you and your snark terminated from your military troupe with nothing but a snap of my fingers, right?”

“Aw, well…” Y/N tried to brave through the ache, and Taeyang was quick to smooth his hand over where he slapped - he probably didn’t know how close Y/N’s body was to completely shattering upon impact with anything, even air at this point. He still kept his eyes coy, his voice laced with his golden sharpness like the copper threads that lined Taeyang’s tunic sleeves. “Who else would you have to rest in your lap?”

Unfortunately, Y/N had a point - even with the lap part… Y/N was the closest thing that Taeyang had to friendship anywhere, despite the people that his father pushed him to be congenial and amicable with, despite his blunders outside of castle walls as he met other heirs around his age. It was just never quite the same as everything that Y/N was to him back home, back here.

“I… Whatever- Stop looking at me like that! “ Taeyang realized the instant Y/N knew he won over him. He knew he had to get used to that more than he already was - Y/N winning over him - but he couldn’t. That slight fondness that flourished under his annoyance with every time he stumbled across Y/N’s triumphant smirks, he wanted to keep that. “But yeah, maidens haven’t been on my mind…” This conversation felt bitter on Taeyang’s tongue, though, different from the others they’ve had. He didn’t know what to make of it, and he wanted to switch the topic to something that would leave a better taste in his mouth, but something - a burning in his heart - wanted to dig deeper, dive deeper into this ache that fostered deep in his chest. “How about you?”

“I mean of course, I feel like almost everyone our age is looking at each other differently now.”

“Anyone in particular?” 

Taeyang wasn’t even in control of his words at this point. His focus back on the way Y/N’s sweat-soaked hair dangled in front of his eyes, and how urges still rose in him to delicately push it back, back and away from the way Y/N’s eyes glittered with this passive happiness that always idled there.

“His royal highness is very curious.” Y/N looked up with a crooked smile, earning a scoff from above him. 

He lost track of how long his head had rested in Taeyang’s lap - he liked it. He shuffled onto his back and felt Taeyang’s hand that rested on his shoulder fall to his mail-covered stomach. He didn’t care much about the weight of Taeyang’s touch against him, in fact, he didn’t mind it at all; his focus laid on the plunging neckline of Taeyang’s rich, purple and copper tunic, and how the ruffled collar of his undershirt practically bent to Taeyang’s will, fitting perfectly around his neck.

“Well yeah,” Y/N took a breath and continued, matching Taeyang’s small smile as he looked down to meet Y/N’s eyes. He didn’t notice, though, how quickly Taeyang’s lips loosened at its corners once Y/N’s gaze drifted over to the way the sunlight glanced over the stone tiles beneath them. Taeyang braced himself for Y/N’s musings, his stomach already beginning to twist up, shy away from a pain he didn’t know he could ever feel. “There was this one girl who meet my eyes in the hall by the dining hall - we couldn’t pull our stares away from each other, then there was that girl who helped me wax my training armour, then the girl I was paired with to train against those straw dummies by the targets.”

Taeyang finally realized what all this fire under his skin meant, what that ache he felt biting into him as Y/N drew his breath to talk about the girls within the castle walls. It was his first taste of jealousy, and his first realization that he held Y/N in a regard that he never had with anybody else before. Nobody else made him gravitate in this way, everything he could need revolved around him and the crown, not the other way around, but Y/N - all of Y/N - seemed to shift that gravity in a second, leave Taeyang wanting and needing and missing and longing, feeling nothing but this bitterness whenever he can actually see Y/N out of his reach like this.

These feelings, these indeterminable blurs of emotion, they all belonged to Y/N.

Taeyang wanted to find a way to shift all the weight from off his chest, to make it easier to support a smile against Y/N’s haphazard one. “I’ll make sure she takes your spot at the ceremony.” He smiled as Y/N flinched against his words, looking up with awe-stricken, nearly pleading eyes.

“Hey!” Y/N snapped his hand up and slapped Taeyang’s chest, but didn’t realize until too late what he just did. Friend or not, he just hit the Prince. Not even seconds after he tried to bring his hand back down - his arm frozen in the hair out of pure shock - and Y/N was already tripping over himself, scrambling to lean up from Taeyang’s lap. “Oh… Oh my… I’m so sorry… I…”

Taeyang held Y/N down by the shoulders, though, catching him with as wild and angered a glare as he could pretend to make. “You dare inflict harm upon The Prince!? I condemn thee to execution!”

Everything hung in the air after Taeyang’s declaration.

“Really-”

“No! You twat…” Taeyang reached down to make even more of a mess of Y/N’s hair, finally making an excuse to tuck that unruly lock of hair behind Y/N’s ear, away from his face. He felt Y/N relax almost instantly, as many held breaths as Y/N could fit in his chest all leaking out at once. With all the jokes they toss around like nothing Taeyang would have expected more of Y/N, but, despite how Y/N forgoes all the courtesies that come with worshipping the crown, he still carries the faintest amounts of respect and chivalry.

He was already perfect, Y/N was already Taeyang’s knight in shining armour.

“Wait…” Y/N, now sure that he wasn’t standing inches away from certain death by gallows or anything like that, began to pick apart Taeyang’s words with a sinister smile that Taeyang was already bracing himself for. “So you said I had a spot at the ceremony?”

“You bloody-”

A smack to Y/N’s mail-armoured chest was cut off by the stiff and serrated call of the General, commanding all squires to fall back onto the training field. Y/N shot up with a gleeful smile, scrambled for his training sword and bid Taeyang a rushed wave farewell, Taeyang barely even had the time to muster a frustrated glare or call back, or even let out an irritated sigh before Y/N was already gone, rushing to join the fray that collected by the field.

All Taeyang could do now was look over the parapet and into the field, where he could barely make out Y/N from the rest of the crowd as soon as he slid his helmet on, undoing all the inner turmoil and conflict Taeyang underwent in order to finally build the courage to fix his hair. However, he never truly lost Y/N, he could pick him out of a crowd of ten, of hundreds, of the entire kingdom if he had to.

Y/N’s stolen glances up to where Taeyang was sitting also helped. Taeyang didn’t know for sure, but he hoped Y/N shared his smiles whenever he threw them his way.

*

“I still remember the knighting ceremony, you know.” Y/N leaned back in his seat, stretching out his legs out as he could already see Taeyang’s sheepish expression begin to take him over. He felt himself smiling at it, the way he kept peeking over the King’s shoulder to catch Taeyang shifting in his seat, a suppressed smile stretched tightly across his lips as he did his best to hold back his excitement for Y/N’s knighting.

Despite the embarrassment that resurfaced with every time Y/N would bring up Taeyang burst at the seams, struggling to hold himself back for the hours that the knighting ceremony lasted for, all Taeyang could feel was this overwhelming pride. He was just so proud of Y/N for making that far - he knew for a fact that Y/N was going to become one of their most well respected knights. Now that Taeyang is close to becoming King - his coronation is within the next week or so - he might finally be able to rope Y/N into joining the royal guard. The only reason as to why Y/N hasn’t become the royal guard’s treasured member was simply because Y/N wanted to stay where he was - Taeyang respected that to an extent, but that didn’t stop him from pleading to his late father every opportunity he got.

“You almost embarrassed yourself several times in front of all the castle’s people. It was the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen.” Y/N chuckled to himself, remembering so clearly how he stepped up to the dais to get knighted by Taeyang’s father, only to see Taeyang’s bitten-lipped smile, hands under his thighs to prevent them from shooting up into the air, and jaw tightened in order to fasten a whoop of excitement down to his chest. “But, speaking of, someone else here’s gonna be having his very own ceremony soon…”

Y/N looked up, the glimmers in his eyes something in between apologetic and casual; compassionate. Y/N’s gaze whenever it settled on Taeyang, it was always so compassionate. Taeyang fought so hard for the flush he could feel welling up beneath his skin to stay there, not show in his cheeks, neck, around his ears where his hair would always stick out from under his circlets. He didn’t know how long he could hold back all these emotions from Y/N - at this point, even the weight of Y/N’s eyes on him was too much to bear without feeling fires twist up in his stomach, tie knots in his throat.

It felt like he was drowning, submerged in his own unintelligible mess of thoughts and feelings, and he didn’t know when he’d ever be able to breach the surface. There was an instance where Taeyang was really close, thrashing fingers meeting the waves’ threshold for one moment that was gone the moment he could feel air against his skin. Maybe he should’ve said anything then, when the light shining through the castle windows hit Y/N the exact same, in the most delicate, effortless way as ivory sunlight spilled down Y/N’s chest, fell against his skin and lit up his smile in a way Taeyang couldn’t conceive.

That moment in particular, was when Taeyang realized he had nobody left, nobody but Y/N. It was the day of his father’s death, the day Taeyang understood what the golds and royal blues in his blood really meant, who he really was and who he was now forced to become. He never felt the weight of the throne on him until that moment, and he was so close to buckling under it all, snapping his crown over his knee and abandoning everything he knew. He was only inches before breaking until Y/N caught him, held him still and reminded him to keep his head up, not let the crown fall from his head - how the crown fitted perfectly, it fitted his boundless ego.

With everything Taeyang was supposed to amount to, all the things set in line for him that looked more like rows of dominoes, ready to fall, he simply accepted the fact that he’d never be good enough, and that his father’s only child would be a disappointment to the crown’s legacy.

But Y/N’s endless support, his reminders of how much Taeyang deserved, mattered, and how much Taeyang was truly worthy of, assured Taeyang that Y/N knew him more than Taeyang could ever know of himself. He was ready, he was deserving; there was going to be a lot of pressure, the weight and demands of an entire kingdom rested on his shoulders, but with Y/N there to steady his hands, he realized that he could hold the entire world in them if he wanted to.

It was at that moment, Taeyang, his vision a blur of tears as he felt himself curl up in Y/N’s arms, could still see the soft smile on Y/N’s lips, the comfort that radiated from his mere presence, the softness of his voice, the way his hands held Taeyang’s tear-stained cheeks and swept his tears away with the weight of a spring breeze. They were so close, their lips were so close, their gentle smiles were so close, Y/N’s body was so close to his… A flicker of sunlight between them and everything that left Taeyang restless would be set to flames, reduced to ash, and all the tangled feelings wound up in him would snap.

But they didn’t seal their fates between their lips. Taeyang just pressed his forehead to Y/N’s as he held Taeyang by his neck, stroking back his hair in a moment of silence that was so profoundly blissful, yet so painful at the same time. Taeyang’s feelings weren’t just an ephemeral sparkle in the sky like the stars were to the night, they were this everlasting and intense mark on him, like the sunset’s colours were on everything it kissed goodnight. He didn’t like Y/N - those smiles as Y/N rounded corners to meet him, and his frowns as Y/N disappeared back around them to leave weren’t just affection. He loved Y/N, he loved Y/N more than anything he has ever known.

From that point, though, Taeyang didn’t know for how long he’d need to bury all of it under layers of petulant whines, stifled sighs and scrambles to take back the slips in his wording.

“You know, when dad died,” Taeyang fidgeted with his fingers, taking a breath that felt like embers on his tongue. “I didn’t think I could do it - take on the burden of the crown. I have the trust of all my people in my hands, and the only things I can think about are all the ways that I can fumble it - that trust…” 

Taeyang didn’t feel how tightly wound his fists were until he felt Y/N’s soft touch open his fingers back up. Y/N took Taeyang’s hand in his own, gave it a reassuring squeeze without taking his eyes off the ground.

“I didn’t think I was worthy,” Taeyang continued, smiling down at Y/N as he watched him grab Taeyang’s other hand, pulling Taeyang closer toward Y/N by the delicate grip he had on his wrists. Shuffling forward on his seat, Taeyang leaned forward to rest his forehead against Y/N’s, a gesture they’ve always shared in tender moments such as these, yet the gravity of it doesn’t hit Taeyang until he could feel Y/N softening against his makeshift embrace, leaning against Taeyang. “But you helped me see everything I couldn’t, and you reminded me that I’m worthy. I couldn’t have done any of this without you - from saving me in the woods to saving me here…” Taeyang could barely finish before the sweetness of gentle laughter overtook him; he didn’t even need to string together the last of his words, Y/N was always there to finish them for him.

“My job is never done, your majesty…” Y/N said, his voice a shred of a whisper, barely weighing against the air. He still kept his hold on Taeyang’s hands and smiled as Taeyang caressed his knuckles with his thumbs, absently turning Y/N’s own hands over in his, surveying them. 

Even after all Y/N’s put himself through as a knight, and his hands still feel as soft as they did when Y/N took Taeyang’s hand in his for the first time, helping him up from the ground on the fringes of that forest. They were so young, naive, and originally, Taeyang thought his mind was too much of a mess to fully realize all the things he was feeling. But even back then, the sparks of Taeyang’s admiration began to light. 

“You’re going to make a great king, and I’ll be here for you every step of the way.”

“I wish you didn’t like patrolling so much so you could just be my hand already.” They shared a chuckle, thinking about how Y/N could’ve been promoted so many times by now; however, they both knew that Y/N wouldn’t be able to handle being cooped up within the castle walls for as long as the King’s hand would be. He enjoyed the limited freedom that patrolling the perimeters gave him - especially those times at lavender sunrises when he’d sneak off and feed the alley cats by the tavern not too far away from the castle’s walls. Not a lot of fresh air and sunlight makes it through the windows of the castle.

However, the stray dapples of sunlight that managed their way into the castle were all revolving around Y/N, setting his skin alight with shimmers, igniting his eyes as they took on this beautiful fire in them. No matter how powerful Taeyang can become with the crown on his head and the throne beneath him, it was Y/N who had the entire world revolving around him.

And Taeyang couldn’t do anything but feel himself fall into Y/N’s orbit like everything else around them.

“Can you put ‘long walks by the beach’ on the job application?” Y/N looked up, a sheepish yet sly smile on his face, one that Taeyang found himself still failing to resist; he’s not sure he’ll ever find the power in him to do so.

“Well, as King, I think arrangements can be made.” Taeyang titled his head with a grin of his own. Even as the Prince, there are a lot of things that Taeyang would do just to have Y/N a little closer to him every day - to make their time together more than chiselling out free time and making excuses for their absences.

“Perfect, I’ll consider it-” Y/N was halfway through shining another smile until he heard an all-too-familiar call of the general’s horn leaking through the cracks of the throne room. Y/N was due for receiving his round of orders for the remainder of the day, as well, he was also set to aid in training a group of especially promising squires. He loved attending to his duties as much as the next knight, however, all he wanted to do right now was to be stuck with Taeyang right here, two moons adrift in the throne room’s endless space. “Shit… Duty calls, I need to go.”

“O-okay.”

Taeyang felt all of this radiant joy, a feeling that burned from the inside out in the best way, immediately fade away as Y/N stood up from his seat, hesitating to turn toward the doorway. For some arbitrary reason that twisted up in his stomach, pounded at his head and left him breathless with each second he left Y/N to drift away toward the stone archway they stumbled through to carve out some free time together, Taeyang felt that this moment, this particular moment was what stood between him and this irreconcilable end.

Suddenly, feeling the weight in him drop and practically bring him to the floor, Taeyang knew that he couldn’t let Y/N go this time. He can’t. If he does, Y/N will be lost to him in a way that would always be just slightly beyond him - Y/N would be so close to him, always, yet constantly far enough for Taeyang to see the gap between them, the leap of faith that Taeyang would fail to take.

There was an onslaught of thoughts in Taeyang’s head as he traced Y/N’s steps toward the exit. Everything they’ve ever been through, all the instances that triggered within Taeyang feelings he never knew existed before he stumbled into that damned forest and found Y/N on the other side… It all began to revolve around him in this shimmering, blinding and disorienting orbit, hovering and looming over him like a jewel studded crown - the crown that Y/N reminded him he was worthy of..

“WAIT!” Taeyang’s shrill and sudden cry, a plea that scorched the air, made Y/N still and whip around instantly, his eyes immediately fixing onto the near-desperate shine that arose in Taeyang’s. “Y-Y/N… I need to tell you something.” Taeyang didn’t even wait until Y/N retraced his few steps and made his way back toward their seats, his face contorted in confusion and concern for Taeyang’s outburst - Taeyang was done waiting, done watching his seams burst beyond repair with all the time he’s had to hold himself back from telling Y/N how he really felt.

He stopped for nothing, his heart knotted in his throat, his blood tangling in his veins with every moment he held his breath and felt his pulse nearly bring him to his knees. Y/N’s eyes weighed heavy on him now, his silent, inquisitive gaze like a shaft of moonlight thrust suddenly upon him. He felt drenched in Y/N’s silence, but he didn’t care, nothing - his doubts, his inhibitions, the commands that always stripped them from each other the moment he built the courage; nothing - was going to stop him.

“What is it, Taeyang? Are you alright?” Y/N said, tilting his head, and trying to get a read of the way Taeyang’s expressions seemed to flash between all the things he’s ever felt, all the things Y/N’s never been there to see him feel.

“I just… I can’t let you slip away this time.” There were times where Taeyang cared too much about what he was saying, measuring his words, cutting them like precious cloth in case Y/N would pick up on the scraps too soon. Now he didn’t, he poured all his weight into them now, spilled all the blood that Y/N’s teasing and beautiful smiles would send straight to Taeyang’s cheeks.

“What- what do you mean…?” To Y/N, Taeyang’s words felt like blows to his head, leaving his thoughts a blur. As he could see the conflict that now resided behind Taeyang’s once shimmering eyes, he soon realized that this wasn’t about what Y/N could see, what he felt as Taeyang let his words out. He shuffled a little bit closer and watched carefully as Taeyang rose from his seat, reaching out with shaking hands toward Y/N’s. Their fingertips brushed, slowly settling between each other, hanging on the fringes of each other.

“What I mean is…” Taeyang tried to steel himself, steadying his voice in the same way he did as his father would force him to make speeches to the royal court. This wasn’t the royal court, though, this wasn’t the kingdom he swore to serve, it wasn't even another country prepared for his reading of a treaty or a trade agreement. None of those situations could ever be like this - standing in front of the person who was his driving force, the wind in his sails, the person he’d take an arrow, a sword, or poisoned wine for. This was Y/N, his entire world.

He didn’t think he was prepared to speak to his entire world…

“I…” 

Drawing a sharp, deep breath in, Taeyang felt the sunlight stilling between them, Y/N’s hand hanging from the edges of his. So close yet so far. He wanted to close the gap. 

“I love you, Y/N.”

Taeyang’s words draped against the air, eclipsing the light trickling through the windows. A massive weight shoved from Taeyang’s chest now rested between them, and all they laid before both of them now was the silence that rested in between. 

He wanted Y/N to say something, do something. Curse at him, yell at him, push him, shove him, hold him at the edge of his sword, grab him by the collar and renounce all the nothings they’ve whispered sweetly to each other, shatter his crown and take back all his belief in him. Even move his hand, his fingers from where they rested between Taeyang’s - recoil in disgust or fear like the shadows of Taeyang’s doubts always yearned for.

But Y/N didn’t move, not an inch - forward or back. His face remained stoic, unmoving, unintelligible like all the rest of the feelings Taeyang battled relentlessly to share. 

Until, suddenly, Y/N stepped forward, bringing Taeyang’s hand in his gently, carefully; like how Y/N handled the lilies they’d find blooming at the bases of the trees by ‘their’ forest whenever they’d find the time during sunset to take walks together. Taeyang would watch him with such fascination as he seemed to take all the sunset’s colours in his hands, too, his eyes igniting in copper fires, the shimmer of gilded skies in his skin as if he’d been dipped into the clouds where all their laughter would be sent into.

Y/N finally looked up again to meet his eyes, pure bliss in them, dancing like leaping sparks, shining like stars, a small smile blooming on his lips like the slow trickle of sunlight against the dawn.

“Taeyang…” Y/N’s eyes flicked down for a moment to track Taeyang’s hand with his fingers - as if he hasn’t already memorized where the scar from their first play-fight ran to his wrist, where the ebbs and flows of his knuckles resided, where a couple of his veins settled just beneath his skin, twisting gently like molten gold leaking from a forge. They were the hands he’s always dreamed of holding whenever Taeyang wouldn’t be dreaming of holding Y/N’s first. “How could you think, even for a moment, that I could ever not love you too?”

It was as if the entire room let out a breath of relief that nearly knocked them over. Taeyang let out a weak whimper and fell into Y/N’s already opening arms, the frayed ends of his sigh turning into laughter as he buried himself in Y/N’s shoulder. The burnished hide of Y/N’s shoulder armour prodded at Taeyang’s neck as he shifted in Y/N’s embrace, but Taeyang’s never felt more comfortable, more at ease, and more at home than right now.

“You think you could’ve told me a little bit sooner!?” Taeyang tried to hit Y/N, nudge him in his side, but he didn’t want to let go for even a split second. He kept his arms around Y/N’s waist, pulling him in closer, ever closer, until they couldn’t tell the space between their bodies, until the colours between them melded into a blur the sunlight couldn’t define. “A little bit of ‘hey, I like you too’ wouldn’t have hurt!”

“I didn’t really know if you liked me like that. So I kept my mouth shut until I knew for sure…” Y/N, with his arms looped around Taeyang’s neck, rose on his toes as Taeyang pulled him in and up a little bit more, nestling himself further into Y/N’s neck and shoulder. “I know we’ve shared some special moments, but I couldn’t help but think about all the things in our way, and how far away you seemed from me.”

“I… I guess that’s a sufficient excuse…” Taeyang, raising his head from Y/N’s shoulder, thought about the love they shared, and how it was going to be a far from simple process of finding a way to live with it out in the open. If they kept their love a secret, they’d be suffocating every part of them that wished to be free, and if they were free, they’d have political power players pulling antique rugs from beneath their feet, finding ways to compromise the throne even further. “I never really thought about it like that.”

“Me neither, I never thought it out this far - the whole confession part.” Y/N fidgeted with the hem of Taeyang’s tunic, stifling his jumbled words into Taeyang’s shoulder with a deep breath. With all the relief that came with them, there was twice the pressure of what would come with the aftermath of what their love would do to each other, the kingdom, the crown, and everything else.

Maybe people would support them, the star-crossed love between a king and his most loyal knight, maybe they wouldn’t - there would be no heirs biologically tied to Taeyang’s blood, no legacy to carry like a sceptre through the generations.

But Taeyang was going to find a way, he was going to find a way to make things work and let everyone know, every inch of this kingdom, who he loves and how much love he has to share. He’s worthy, he’s strong, he’s capable - and so is Y/N.

“Maybe we don’t need to, though. We don’t need to think that far.” Taeyang stepped back and took Y/N’s face in his hands. He hated the way Y/N’s worry traced lines in his face, forcing out a frown that could never be seen in the light of Y/N’s persistent smile. Taeyang wanted to do anything and everything to see it fade away. “I love you, you love me… That’s all we have to worry about right now. No stupid crowns or legacies or futures or anything like that, Y/N.”

Their eyes met, and there was this comfort that burned between them, singeing the ends of Y/N’s pensive pout and bringing back that beautiful smile. Taeyang was right, they had each other, they found each other in the way they were always meant to. For now, that was enough.

Taeyang hasn’t even gotten his crown yet, still dawning the circlet he’s had since Y/N fixed it for him - balanced it atop Taeyang’s head -  at the edge of that forest, and he’s already speaking like a king. Inspiration, passion, warmth, and power already radiated from him, his voice settling against him like an evening haze

“Whatever it is that comes, we have each other.” Y/N said with a chuckle, practically completing Taeyang’s thoughts before he could let them out. 

Taeyang smiled, fingertips dancing along Y/N’s jaw, stars between their lips colliding as they pulled each other in and tied their lips together. It was everything they dreamed of but more. They could feel everything yet nothing, flickers of sunsets they’ve burned black, the sweetness of old jokes they have yet to glance over hundreds of times, that numbness between them as they felt sparks against their hands, fires on their skin, this intangible craving blooming in between them.

They pulled back, gravity collapsing in on itself as they felt themselves drifting in place, swaying motionlessly to the melody that played in all their moments of restless longing.

“If I have you,” Taeyang whispered as he rested his forehead against Y/N’s, his whispers hanging from Y/N’s lips. “Then whatever stands in our way doesn’t have a chance…”

Y/N was Taeyang’s second half, the embrace of evening to his emerging dawn, the smooth effortless edges that ran against his serrated surface, Y/N completed him, filling in all the blanks he’s spent hours wondering how to fill. He was the weightlessness in his wings and the stars in his sky, his everything.

Whatever would come to stand in their way really didn’t have a chance. None at all.

[fantasia-monogram]

As the clock strikes midnight: epilogue

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / epilogue:

♥️ Taeyang x reader (nonbinary, female anatomy); mentions of other SF9 members

♥️ Suggestive (~1k words); mentions of sex and light BDSM, some boy x boy innuendos.

♥️ Aftermath of the happenings of the previous night. Did you really think I would leave you without a proper ending?

♥️ Disclaimer: this is just for fun! I’m not claiming that’s how they are in real life, it’s just my imagination doing whatever it wants. Read at your own discretion.

That morning, you needed some extra adjustments in order to get by at work. Like a huge cup of coffee with four shots of espresso. Or earbuds with your favorite upbeat playlist on to keep your head from falling onto the desk. Or a fluffy cushion that usually supported your lower back whenever you worked overtime, now propping your butt, because your parts were too sore for you to sit comfortably.

You hoped the day would go smoothly, without any unwanted surprises.

It's not like you regretted the way you spent last night, but maybe, just maybe you should have opted for regular snuggling instead of cockwarming after… how many, again…? Three. After three times Taeyang fucked you lovingly and thoroughly.

And that's not all: despite everything that happened barely hours ago, you two woke up horny enough to get each other off during the morning shower. You gave Taeyang a quick handjob, after which he obediently kneeled and gave you the best oral of your life that momentarily helped you forget just how sore you were.

Focus, focus. Something suspicious caught your eye.

Peeking through the glass wall separating your department’s space from the corridor, you saw Jaeyoon near the main floor entrance. Looking just as fine as if he got full eight hours of wholesome sleep, he was talking to none other than Quality Department leader Kim Inseong. Something was off, though - it’s fine that they were laughing, probably at some silly trivia from the party, but the leader seemed flustered, waving his hands and shaking his head vigorously through a fit of giggles. Jaeyoon was more collected, yet his head leaning to the side and flirtatious sway of his silhouette made you just slightly alert.

Wait a minute, Inseong just… did a goddamn spin? And landed his back on the wall, ending up lowkey caged by Jaeyoon? What was going on?

You didn’t get to know, because the door opened and Kim Seokwoo, your closest coworker from the Compliance Department - although closest here meant having your desks next to each other and the fact Seokwoo was basically your assistant at this point - walked in with a small package in his hand. Tall, gorgeous bastard had the luxury to start work at 10 - something he really didn't need, considering he left the party first. Jaeyoon and Inseong jumped away from each other, only to mirror Seokwoo’s polite bow. 

To your dismay, Seokwoo went straight to your desk instead of his own. You put on your best tired smile, taking off the earbuds. 

"Hope you're not sick after the party!" he exclaimed enthusiastically. The package he held landed on your desk. You curiously opened it, only to reveal a miniature cake from a fancy bakery nearby. 

"Oh, my, Seokwoo, you really didn't have to," you giggled, amazed by the mirror glaze in pastel shades imitating a holographic effect, with speckles of edible glitter sparkling on top. 

"Happy birthday, Supervisor!" Seokwoo patted your shoulder. "Anyway, I know everyone is pretty much dead after last night, but there are some reports they want us to go through before the HR meeting." 

"HR…?" you furrowed your eyebrows. That was unusual. 

"Oh, right. Internal recruitment thing in Customer Service. They need our opinion on candidates, since we work with them on our processes, too."

That didn't explain anything, so, still confused, you followed Seokwoo's instructions and opened a shared folder on your computer. A row of files titled after full names of the candidates appeared on screen.

Your eyes went wide at one of the files: Yoo Taeyang. 

As if you manifested him, the boy in question entered the open space of Compliance Department and directed his steps towards your desk. You felt like everything was happening in slow motion: you stared at him shamelessly, forgetting about Seokwoo's presence. How could you not stare, anyway? Taeyang looked absolutely perfect. Not a single hair out of place. Lean, model-like silhouette, elegant strides, graceful long fingers holding a manila folder. Black T-shirt deliciously spanning across his chest. Yes, your cheeks started burning out of sudden. Yes, you might have felt yourself getting wet all over again. 

Yes, you might have been a little obsessed. 

Taeyang, serious as usual, stopped a couple steps away.

"Mind if I borrow three minutes of your time?" he asked in a neutral tone, pointing towards the social room. 

You nodded absentmindedly without taking your eyes off him. Seokwoo could wait. You still had plenty of time to review these reports. 

Taeyang led you to a secluded spot in the kitchen area. There was no one else in the social room at this hour anyway, so you wondered why he needed so much privacy, knowing he would never go for displays of affection at the workplace anyway. 

"Listen… Listen, you're not gonna believe this," Taeyang started, exasperated.

He left the folder on a table next to you, only to put his hands on your shoulders. 

"Customer Service leader just resigned. I applied for the position." 

You gasped, genuinely shocked. 

"Oh my God, Taeyangie! That's great news!" You tried to express your joy with a hushed tone. 

Now everything made sense: the reports for HR and Taeyang's file. Leader's resignation would probably be officially announced later in the day, but the members of her department were informed first thing in the morning. Customer Service obviously couldn't stay too long without supervision, hence rushed recruitment. 

"Even if I don't get the position, I'm gonna get noticed and maybe even promoted, who knows," Taeyang said, excited about the whole situation. 

"You know I'm not gonna go easy on you when they ask me for opinion, right?" you made sure, looking into his eyes. 

He surprised you with a brief hug. 

"Please don't." He followed his words with a tender kiss to your cheek. "I'm qualified enough to do well on my own." 

You melted into the embrace. All of your earlier worries about this relationship, such as the age gap and possible interference with your careers, dissipated right there on the spot: he was mature and determined enough to be a perfect match for you.

Gliding your hands through the expanse of his back, you made him lean down a little. 

"Can't wait to call you leader while I keep you writhing under me, baby," you whispered into his ear. 

(the end)

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City of Major

Summary: Major Yoo Taeyang makes every excuse he can to see you, he likes you but unknowingly, he has also fallen into a plan intricately crafted by you and Captain Kim Youngkyun

Genre: Mystery au? [Warnings: descriptions of anxiety (fear of death; recurrent traumatic memories and cues for them to resurface whether verbal or situational; repulsion towards an individual concerning sex + the individual's involvement in a sexual crime but not the principle offender), mentions of guns, death (murder and death of another team, many witnesses), sexual assault (also referred to as rape) and physical assault (refers to the physical assault as a punishment, implications of reinforcing hierarchy in a derogatory manner) references to being dispatched in the military, result of civil wars/indirect reference to poverty]; Fluff-flu; smut (so brief that if you blink, you'll miss it)

Characters: Yoo Taeyang x reader x Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun

A/N: None of the images in the collage are mine, refer to here for more; For more SF9, read here, for iKON, read here and for optional bias writings, read here

As he steps outside the building and slips past the guard, the cool air becomes his. He adorns a striped shirt with subtle colours so that he does not stand out particularly in the dark, except for the occasional illumination by the streetlights over- head. His steps are light, careful not to alert the two people ahead, in this case, he makes sure to tread lightly. One eye is out on his surroundings, for stray animals or motorbikes. A third carefully watches him from the back, smiling at the unknown.

There's nothing in sight, at least for the next metre or so. Youngkyun's first time following a pair just so happens to be the two of you. One of the two is Major Yoo Taeyang, not forever defined by his numerous accomplishments but by his dutiful services to the military. The second of the two is you, never sought-after despite your unlawfulness, but penned by your achievements towards the community.

Now that Youngkyun's been drafted to this base- coincidental occurrences, not anything that either he or the Major would wish for, he can tell the truth. Some people will believe him like the higher-ups who have let their doubts about the Major's reports fester for months but wave at him when they see him. Ruthless killer. Others will doubt but come around. There's nothing Youngkyun can do now, but sit and wait on his pot of gold.

For every moment that he remains in the proximity of a place that worships an individual such as the Major, Youngkyun is reminded, very frequently of what he had to undergo whilst he was taking orders from him. He's close when you and the Major pause, right in the middle of the street as if you have done this many times before, automatically, with no fear of being interrupted. Then again, it is the place itself. It is deserted for miles with boundless high-rise buildings. Youngkyun slips into a dark corner, watching you from there. It's the side entrance to one of the buildings, two staircases to navigate in the dark.

Your safety has been on his mind since the first time you've been involved, with him, in this plan. Except him, everyone is in the right place. He is supposed to be in bed, snoring to the lull of soothing dreams. But when he remembered what was occurring today, his eyes snapped open with a blurry view of his ceiling. Half asleep and just like that, he got out of his bed and dressed in a hurry, not bothering to question the rationality of his actions.

His eyes squint to make out the figures, looking away when they meet, connecting their lips in the dark of the night. They pull apart and exchange something, most likely words of affirmation. Guiltily, he begins to move when they do. He pulls back, slithering back into the unlit corner. Further down, away from the figures, close to Youngkyun, he sees an automatic light perk on from the corner of his eyes. There are no alleyways either. So, there is someone else behind him.

Youngkyun sighs, he can't move unless whoever's following him does. He looks both ways, making sure that he doesn't lose the direction you headed in or get caught in a two-way intersection with the person behind him. Ahead is an alleyway, narrow and enclosed by two large green bins with black tops. Youngkyun makes a run for them. He looks behind as he runs, twice turning his head in caution before slipping into the small space.

He sighs when he gets there, he's locked. The bins are against the wall and he's standing in between them. It feels like he's floating, an obvious interpretation because although little light catches his figure, anybody could see him. 'I'm not great at this'., he thinks, racking his head for a solution. The figures now disappear out of sight. Not being able to crouch or look past the wall, he turns his attention to the figure that was following him.

You've left, he sighs. He also takes two steps back, quickly, out of extreme caution, instinctively raising his hands. A figure clutches the gun with both their hands, pointing it at his face. Their posture is relaxed, far from the average- not bent at the knees or directing a glare at Youngkyun. There's real fear that fills his system, freezing his legs to the ground and hands at the side, unable to reach for his gun. A hand pats his trousers and it's taken away.

The fear is much more prominent now, clutching Youngkyun's throat, squeezing it. It's more of a tug than a squeeze. A figure, enshrouded in black emerges from behind, swaying a little as it makes its way to oblivious Youngkyun. It presses into the tufts of his hair and touches the scalp. ''Don't move'' a scruffy voice says from behind him, walking to the front where Youngkyun can see him. The figure that made himself apparent never leaves his gun's aim on Youngkyun’s tummy when he clamours Youngkyun's pockets for any weapons that he may be carrying.

Youngkyun's throat runs dry and his fingers begin to tremble. He looks at the figure in front, not tearing his eyes off him. They finish, chuckling as they pocket his weaponry, only weaponry.

The one on the left has black hair, brown eyes, and wears a skin tight shirt, made from the material of gym clothes along with cargo trousers. Youngkyun knows who he is, by face not by personality. He tailed Youngkyun and his group- peeking from behind buildings, on foot rather than in a car. Everybody wanted to see the husband of an undercover cop that day. They have contacts everywhere, from the owner of the restaurant in the building to the guard sitting inside, payment to the gang in the area perhaps.

Youngkyun can take the two but is outnumbered by weapons. The figure on the right is unknown to him. His dark circles are prominent, uniform worn-out, maybe from a recent mission. Youngkyun had heard of it but they could not track them. 'Or maybe that isn't it', Youngkyun thinks. The figure is bulky and imposes his presence by towering over Youngkyun's one point seven nine metre frame. He has a scar on his chest, a diagonal line, peeking out from his shirt and an unshaven beard.

''Come with us, our-'' the one on the left speaks.

''Why'd you search me?'', Youngkyun asks.

''Formality. Our boss wishes to speak to you, over.. certain misunderstandings.''

''What misunderstandings?''

''Over Major Yoo Taeyang's report, from the next state over.'' he said, whispering the last bit.

''I can't give you that information, details are confidential.'' Youngkyun says, pushing the most terrible of memories away. They came first.

''You murdered that reporter didn't you?'' he says, predetermined, rehearsed, as if he knew that they would come to this point.

Youngkyun feels a slight chill run through his hands in the warm, damp air of the night. Sweat clouds his back, staining his top in various places. He feels cold, his blood freezing. They sound so convinced about it.

''Come on, soldier'' the one on the right impatiently grabs Youngkyun's hand, hustling him forward. He's stopped by the one on the left.

Pulling his hand from the bulky man's grasp, Youngkyun states, ''You have some misunderstandings as well. That man is dead not because of me.''

The man makes a face as if he has heard everything he needs to. ''You have all the reason in the world to deny it. Let's go.'' he says.

The gun pointed at his torso, an easy angle to just pull the trigger is only out of sight when Youngkyun sits in the car. It's classy, a contrast to the two men.

They are efficient but not by much of the standard. From hasty steps behind him to the accidental flickering of the light, everything was predictable, save for the man hiding in the pitch black of the alley. Neither of them caught him flinching then.

''You'll meet her.'' the driver says, he was the one on the left of medium height and novice, almost- professional with this new experience. Youngkyun jumps at the word her. The driver chuckles, ''Slow down, she's not enthusiastic to see you.''.

The bulky man sitting next to him speaks up, ''Just a formality.''.

Youngkyun repeats the words, staring out of the window.

The driver drops the passengers off outside a dark blue building, decorated with luxurious apartments. A ground floor apartment's lights are on and people are moving about, happily dancing and giggling to music that can be heard by Youngkyun and the ruffian man.

The two pause to stare at the scene, Youngkyun is unimpressed, motivated by other feelings but the other guy is in mock awe. They press on, the guy says nothing all the way up the three flights of stairs. They pass by an elevator each time but make no move to use it. Easier to run away if they were being shot at.

You sit in the apartment, taking in a deep, good breath after hastily preparing for Youngkyun's arrival. Youngkyun knew you way before you were indoctrinated into your family's business. You were stubborn, righteous and had a few sets of rules that you lived by, no matter what. You were also justice-loving, ironic given that your family's business wasn't selling groceries or something, it was one of gangs in the area.

Youngkyun knew that Yoo Taeyang wanted to use your family. But that's as far as he knew. It was only half the story. If you were not going to use Taeyang back, you would not hesitate to shoot him. You wouldn't kill him to honour one of your principles. That did not mean that you wouldn't harm him towards the point of death.

You proved yourself with all the experience your family could provide you with. You knew that Taeyang was climbing up ranks in his head and trying to make it reality too, by buying off your family. It went from little stocks in the business to sleeping with you, every time he had a day off. He wasn't a bad guy either, just a little narcissist with twisted values from his father.

He insisted that he had good intentions. But people committed the worst crimes in humanity with their good intentions.

The figure nodded to you, leaving Youngkyun at the door. Youngkyun was relieved to see you but that went away quite quickly. Much more was what you were wearing, night clothes. Lace loose at the shoulders fell shortly below your buttocks, another strip tied around your waist. You left the door open and turned to the living room.

He shut the door behind him, locking it, taking his shoes off and admiring the open space. There was very little in the middle except for an antique glass table on a large, comfortable rug. Plush red sofas with jewels embedded in the handles stood out against the wall, two tall glass cupboards filled with ornaments and foreign gifts from around the world were placed in the corners.

You sat on one side of the glass table with your back against the sofas while Youngkyun took the opposite, crossing his legs and placing his hands firmly on his knees. His breath stopped short when you raised your arms to remove your hair tie, letting hair fall all over your shoulders.

You noticed his eyes following your movements. You chuckled, ''What do I have for you? Is that your question.''

''Uh-yes, yes it is.'', he says, clearing his throat.

You chuckle, wondering why this nervous behaviour of his. ''Is your behaviour flighty because of those men?'', you question.

''Yes you should stop doing that. It scares me every time.'' he says, with more confidence, leaning on his palms.

''I'm sorry, maybe next time.'', you say, carefully taking into account his anxiety. ''You weren't supposed to be there today.'' you continue.

Why were you there? is the question.

''I've made my mind up. The recording? Push the date up further, today. I'll do it today.'' Youngkyun almost rambles on. He'll kill two birds with one stone today.

''You don't-'' you start. He really doesn't have to. He should take his time and prepare.

''I have to, you should now. The full story.''

You sigh, ''come with me.'', standing up and walking in the direction of your room.

Youngkyun walks past you to inspect the room, purely out of instinct. You motion with your hand and tell him to do as he pleases before he turns to you and apologises. He had this right. A surge of anxiousness overcomes him, for many reasons.

Youngkyun had been with you before and you had been there, to see him break multiple laws. Him. You were a middle ground, neither here nor there or a grey area between your rival gang and the police. You knew snippets of what Youngkyun had been through on his missions under Yoo Taeyang. You needed to hear the full perspective from him. From someone who had observed and been through it all.

Youngkyun knows that you want to help him. Nothing of semblance to push his anxiety further down the edge, like hidden cameras or audio equipment, the newest probably hidden somewhere, in something easy to look over like an ornament.

You had no ornaments in the room, except for the paintings. Painted by you, having taken over hours and hours to complete, to reach that stage of luxury. Taking a seat to calm his spinning head, he faintly clutches the rich covers underneath. They give him warmth, which he doesn't need in this weather and the urge to fall asleep on them.

You haven't moved from your place behind him, watching him search the place with inquisitive, trained eyes, meant to detect things. ''It's safe here'' you are soft about it, trying to encourage him, coax it out of him.

''He will go to jail.'', he says after a pause.

''Evidence?'', it can't be circumstantial.

''Eyewitness testimony.''

''Who?''. He is one of the witnesses.

''Can't say now.'', protecting them.

''What did he do?''. Another way of asking, How did he do it? Earn his rank plus the commendation of his seniors?

You sit next to him, holding a recorder in your hand, urging him to say it again as you begin. ''Major Yoo was the one who sent those soldiers to stop the raid of a gang on the resources held at another base. They expected them to be armed but they did not expect them to know that they were coming.''

''Where was this?''

''Past the front entrance of South Central, two blocks down.''. It didn't mean anything to you.

''Did he give those orders himself?''

''That he did.'', a preamble to all of Taeyang's troubles.

''What happened to those soldiers, Captain?''

''They died, we have reason to believe that they were ambushed. A reporter working in the area colluded with the gang, soldiers- ten individuals sent there to stop the attack on a high status official. Presumably a raid on the base's resources, had tons of it all stacked and going nowhere, not to the hungry people in the village. Major must have not known, none of them made it back because of the information he had shared with the reporter. The failure was the result of planning irresponsibly.''

''How?''

''He must have changed his report when he realised his mistake. They noticed so many people missing and investigations were open for quite some time. But Taeyang's elaborate, smart as hell, first reason he got that position, that and his capabilities in the field, calm and composed. He reported it differently, worded it in a way that allowed him to evade responsibility. It was premature, they didn't have enough information to go in in the first place but they were still sent.''.

Easier to control his wrong-doings from there, once you are high in status, people will come for you. Being high-status is also the fastest way to lose your job, if you aren't careful, you think. It is one of the cautions you are aware of as a leader.

''He's done it before.''. Youngkyun thinks. He isn't actively working on this case. They need a draft, someone to summarise it up. Surely they have asked other members of Youngkyun's team to do the same. Investigations into the Major have been conducted for sometime now. It is only now that they made themselves apparent.

''Done what?''. The closer you get to the truth, the harder it is to ask him questions. Especially given the fact that you were new to this. You didn't know what questions to ask. You wish he would just tell you everything, straight up.

''Frame someone else for his mistakes, must give him immense anxiety.''

''Anything is relevant right now.''.

''When I was under his orders, he made the mistake of replacing a code book. Going out would make it look like our country was in a pretence to the other, they had a contract or something. It was burned when we got it back, he was let off, save for his assistant.'', he clenched his teeth about. You knew about this.

''Pinned it on him?''

''I don't even know if that's possible. He had officials gloss over their reports, to cover for him because of what they believe he can achieve. To escape like that, he murdered once and he'll do it again, trust me.''

''Murder?''. You held back any visible frustrations now. Pushing him would gain nothing. ''Anything else?''

''He let go of a man from the same place as where the soldiers were killed. Committed sexual assault and homicide but Major let go of him.''

''Why is that Captain?'', you said, horrified, already unsettled, finicky, nervous at the hair tips.

''The man was protected by the gang- high in status, high enough for them to intervene and protect a life. Major could not start a war so he cut a deal, 'let go of the village and they'll release him'. All went well.''. Ironic for them to protect a life. Could it hint that there were discrepancies in the leadership?, you ask yourself but don't say anything about it.

''It's not out jurisdiction if the individual is not from here.''

''oh, but she is, was, the head of the resistance group, dual-nationality.''

''That's a lot of things to tie him for.'' you murmur, sighing at the boat-load of information.

''Tie him?'' he asks, curious. Are you considering punishing the Major by the law?, he thinks. You always did say that the law moves slower than it should.

There is no answer from you. You want to deny his question that you know he is currently asking. You could give it a try, again.

''Why were the resources held up?'', you continue.

''Take control of the resources y/n, take control of the village. Probably used it as leverage but not sure what. They don't have a lot to offer but the gang does, information on other gangs. Taking other's out would risk them gaining more power and we couldn't have that.''

''You think Taeyang has something to do with this?''

''He doesn't run the tide on that, his friend does, childhood friend. But you can't assume that she's going to help him, I know her and she wouldn't. She's got a mole in camp.''

''We'll have to come back to that.''. Human nature. It isn't even in your intention to come back to this topic. You want to know.

''I'll find out about it.''. It's a place to start, to wrap the mission up in bow tie and send it off.

''Don't get yourself into danger.'', you say, genuine about it and eager to prove him wrong. He thinks that you could care less about him. The like has always been there.

He nods, resting his head in his palms, elbows digging into his thighs. He takes your advice to heart. At this moment, he finds it harder than ever to separate you in his world from his profession. He wants you but how does he tell you about it?

''If you knew and you yourself did not die- were there groups?''

''Three, back up and because the villages are huge too. More soldiers means that work can be carried out in a time efficient manner. I wasn't in their group, one day- a day after the first four weeks were over they came and told us. They relayed the news, ''They're dead''. It was so professional, they answered the how's. It hurt y/n, it hurt all over. I wasn't in the same group as them but I ate with them, joked with them, worked with them outside of our team, together. We are one team less, y/n, one team less. That was a lot for us to think about, compartmentalise but we didn't have enough time to do it. We ended up covering for them, breaking our backs, taking orders while some bullshit went on in the background.'' Youngkyun ends it frustrated, referring to the rape and the injustice that that man was let go. Tears rim his eyes, he clenches his fists at the thoughts, recounting those painful memories.

You grasp his hand, soothingly running your finger over the clenched skin, waiting for him to relax before you pull yourself closer and take him into your arms. He tries his best not to cry right there. He lets go of his tense posture and snuggles into the warmth you have to offer which you take as a good sign.

You find yourself unhappy for him, pained rather. That he holds all of that, in there, this sensitive guy with un-coped, heavy amounts of emotional trauma at the back of his head. You feel for him. You run your fingers through his hair and kiss the side of his head, letting him go to sit up straight.

You want to say something but nothing is to be said. Words are meaningless right now. You sit in silence for some time, enduring the harsh humidity that makes your skin dry, waiting for him to snap out of it- everything, when he is ready.

'Let's go!'' Sanghyuk would have said, pulling Major Yoo towards the restaurant to ease the awkwardness they felt with him. Lee Sanghyuk was one of the few soldiers killed in the blast of gang members and weapons. Taeyang tries his best not to think about it. Better profile for lying, he thinks.

He walks alone to meet a different correspondent. The staff politely greet him but turn their heads down and ignore him. Perhaps they have heard the nasty rumours about him. He finds you sitting on the far side, right in the corner, wedged in a seat for two and he smiles brightly. He can't tell if he really likes you or not, lines are beginning to blur. Some things are just not part of the plan.

He greets you, wrapping his arms around you in a loving embrace. ''You visited! Is this your first time at the base?'', he asks. You like to think that he's put a lot of effort into this relationship. Sometimes you like to think that he sits on his bed at night, runs over the conversations he's had with you and picks apart little details. You find it humorous. But it's a real possibility.

He loves your lips, especially when they touch his skin. He lingers over yours, pressing softly, feeling you for the first time this afternoon. Your hand curiously travels his uniform when he pecks your cheeks, your neck. You know where this is going.

He swoops in for your lips, taking you by surprise. Again?, he thinks. Delectably, he wonders why. He thinks of nothing; his groin stirs. ''Do you want me to show you around? Or go home?'' he whispers.

Your coffee, not touched at all, full to the hilt, is left there. It's a short walk to your car. He tugs you along, looking back and smiling, very obviously excited. The next question is car or home? He walks faster than normal, something callous is on his mind.

Pretence or not, in this relationship, the both of you want something out of it. His motive is far more clearer than yours. That's what Youngkyun had also asked you, ''What'd you want out of this thing, with him?''. It was hard to explain. You wanted almost nothing and you were not stuck so why were you here?

He takes you home, yours more specifically. It's in the same building as the apartment that Youngkyun had visited but a couple of floors away. If he was to find you, he would look in the wrong place, not ever knowing that you were nearby. In the elevator, upwards, he firmly clutches your waist. You try to squirm out of his gasp. It's the moment of truth. About the man that he let away, it comes to mind and you are repulsed.

You feel the need to get away from him. He's behind, slipping his arms around your waist, feeling your tummy, pressing kisses of air at your neck and you can't take it. You endure it all the way up, occasionally cracking a smile, hoping he's not going to ask about the gloom on your face on the ride up. You'll answer his questions, but not his arguments.

The doors open, without a hitch or some noise, closing away when you step into the extra bright sunshine that decorates the hallway floor and it's walls. Your mood is ruined but his? Strong and going on. He tugs you to your apartment, flashing back a smile which credit is due, momentarily makes you smile. The feeling his smile evokes is temporary, replaced by visual flashes of what he must have done.

You push them away, cautious enough on your feet to alert yourself of what he has done. You have distance because you never saw it with your own eyes. They were not your family members, nor your friends or distant relatives. You have to hand him over to Captain Kim but not whilst torturing yourself in the process.

''Let's go'' he says in a genuine tone of voice. You are surprised and have to remind yourself. Anticipation builds up, creeps into your skin with goose-bumps or tiny tremors, maybe only tiny to you. You chuckle and throw a smile that you hope looks like one, entering your apartment. ''The chapter can close here if you want too'' Youngkyun had asked you, out of concern for your well-being. He had told you what he had to, the same disgustingly gruesome but life-changing details as on the night the two of you had recorded it.

It would be given to them, the team consisting of high-ranking members, higher than the Major, someone that Youngkyun and his team know and trust, enough to find something in their investigative line into Taeyang's immoral doings. Youngkyun knows that he can't hide it anymore. He will be punished for holding back information. However, you will always admire his efforts to save his team and pull through, even when under the harsh gaze of secrecy that threatened to break their backs.

Taeyang doesn't miss the shadow of the figure sitting on the sofa as you kick off your shoes and enter the apartment. He's not shaken, just walking in like you'd walk into a store or something, curious. That is all. Kyun has confidence, the one that had been previously broken down. That estimation of how far in the future Taeyang will be behind bars as opposed to the confidence in Taeyang which he has none of.

Taeyang looks back, not as menacing as the manner in which you thought he would appear. He smiles. Like a knowing kind of smile. It makes your shiver from behind the counter. Kyun is closer to Taeyang than Taeyang is to you. Kyun could reach over the table if he attempted something. It could turn into a fight and he would be off with you- for negotiation or worse, since neither of them had weapons.

Which is why you choose the kitchen. It's open, giving you a view of both of them and contains all the objects you can turn into weapons in one place. It's also close to the front door. You could reach it in a couple of steps. If you ran fast enough. Taeyang is silently thinking as he pulls a chair and seats it opposite Youngkyun with only the barrier of the coffee table in between.

Taeyang smiles. You can see the curve of his cheekbones rise, even from behind him. He's not threatened, that's for sure. There is no hint of exasperation present. He moves to say something but doesn't, anything could give him away but none would be enough to implicate him. Some sort of unrivalled anger is provoked within you at that thought.

It's painful to watch this. They stay silent, waiting for the other to speak or maybe they have some unspoken agreement to stay like this. Placing all the weight of your palms on the marble countertop, you shift to the other foot, easing the pain you feel from standing. Youngkyun momentarily leaves his focus from Taeyang to look at you. He sees frustrated eyes but misses the look in Taeyang's.

There's a splodge of anxiety that belittles Taeyang. It nags at him for letting a loose end like Youngkyun onto the base, save for the fact that he has no control over that. Then it is for letting Youngkyun run his mouth. When you are in a position so high, people just wait for a chance to grab you down. He feels furious towards Youngkyun but also understanding. There is conflict. But eventually, the growing resentment wins.

When Youngkyun loses focus, out of concern when he hears you sigh, Taeyang stops thinking. He takes it as a moment of opportunity. It can't save him, but it can make him feel better. Seeping violence in and dismantling his opponent when at their weakest is what he was trained to do. That kind of mindset isn't trained but forced, coerced upon in circumstances of extreme danger and high mortality rate.

It's so fast. So sudden, in fact, too sudden. In your eyes, Taeyang gets up, only half way. His knees are still bent when he leans across the table, not by much. And swings a crack at Youngkyun's face. More specifically his jaw. The area between his ear and chin, not landing completely on the cheek. You don't see Youngkyun wring back.

First is a sound, a groan like the time he had come to you. He was bleeding from a fight, the closest place to come, he had said at the time but now, it is less worse. Your breath hitches. Perhaps you've been holding your breath for so long. You aren't sure. Taeyang could go feral, you aren't sure of that either.

You begin to take a step back. Only a second or two or three later, Youngkyun reels from the shock of being hit. He sits upright, fuming internally, displaying stern patience. His face is almost expressionless, save for the occasional unclenching of the jaw that was hit. He doesn't instantly react, waiting. You don't know what to think.

It’s like a power move, for Taeyang to put Youngkyun in his place before Taeyang would be sent to a worse form of hell, one below dignity for him. Like a punishment, you deserve more than this but this is all I can give you, Taeyang said in other words. Youngkyun reacts instantly when Taeyang gets up with his legs straight and feet tipped in the direction of the door.

He wouldn't run but he could come for you. You had feared it and now, it is about to come true. Youngkyun looks at you as he stands up, telling Taeyang, ''Don't do it.''. Taeyang instead chuckles, disarming Youngkyun, ''I'll walk''. Just then, as Taeyang hits the last syllable, soldiers arrive. Straight through the door. You hadn't heard the lock turning or boots thudding in the hallway.

First sight of them has Taeyang gritting his teeth. He complies, like a mouse in a game of chase. It burns him. He complies, seething at Youngkyun who chuckles. After he leaves, Youngkyun takes a seat, dropping his head into arms. He sighs, partly in relief, partly in the party that had just begun and maybe because, the bigger part of his deal was to keep Taeyang away from you.

You are stuck there. Where you chose to stand and where you are standing now. You try to move, to go to Youngkyun but it feels like Taeyang could burst through the door at any moment. In the face-to-face sense, you didn't know what Taeyang could do. Youngkyun senses it when you don't move. He expects the shuffling of footsteps but not absolute silence.

He gets up, coming to you, reaching for your hand and clasping them together. You hum, looking at him, shifting weight from one foot to the other. You try a smile, failing and then laughing at it which has him smiling too. ''You're okay, he's not coming back. That- what you saw, he can't try anything.'', he softly drops off to your listening ears, reaching to grasp your cheek and like turn-taking, you pull yourself closer to him too. He reaches for you in that moment, connecting your lips to his, softly moulding to yours.

He feels relief in letting you pour out the fear you felt, discarding it away in favour of being in arms. Letting him pick you up and take you to the sofa. Letting you gasp for breath when he lets go, placing you on the sofa with your legs on his thighs. ''I want to help you.'' he says, almost stumbling over his words to try and explain to you that he wants to help, only if you want.

He pauses after his whispers, his lips so close to yours that if you were to give a response, no matter how subtle, he'd know. You mull at his prospect, mind blank, looking like you are thinking. ''Stop asking.'' you say, so soft that it came across as a request, although feeling like a command, one stop sentence. He nods, instantly, absorbing your words, having his breath taken away by how you bring him down on your lips, knotting your fingers through his hair.

''We'll get you out of this gang, this place.'', he murmurs, sitting you down on his lap.

Taeyang could come back, there was a high chance that that event could occur. He was what? The best or second-best rumoured equal to the one in first place? With these people who you called soldiers beguiling you to stay, drawing you till you suffocated, now was the wrong time for Youngkyun's plans of staying with you.

''How? There's no way out, Kyun. They won't be so happy, to drag me back this time.'' you say, sucking in a sharp breath, fiddling with his clothes. He doesn't have a plan, at least not right now. All he wants to do is to get you away from here. Set up life somewhere else, away. The two of you don't have a plan, not yet.

Fervent whimpers leave your lips and desperate fingers clutch tightly at the bedsheets, pleasure overwhelming your sex with the way his cock pulls out and fills you again. He's sweating, core clenching from snapping his hips against yours, absorbing every detail of your body beneath him as you ask him to let you release. The sound of skin slapping and the smell of sex coats the room. Fragrance leaks onto your inner thighs at the end but it doesn't stop him, not from kissing your lips and leaving a trail of heat all the way to your inner thighs, and repeating it, again.

[minminnie-shii]

Giving SF9 Cuddles

Hai hai!! I know i’ve been gone for a while

lets just act like that never happened

Buttt, I’m back and recently I’ve been watching the new series of Kingdom and I am so hype to see my babies sf9 

currently sobbing

also my mom was very upset when they came in last place

anyways they’re all working so hard and I’m so proud of them so I decided to write this for all the Fantasy and new Fantasy who are getting into my babies.

so here is sf9 wanting cuddles, enjoy

~Kim Youngbin~

this man

uggghhh

i love him so much i might cry

moving on

being a father of eight children is hard work

but my best baby does everything he can and is the best leader he can be for those boys

butttt

being a little is hard work and he needs to be taken care of as much as they do

insert the love of his life

thats you

youre good at telling when hes stressed and do everything you can to help him

so when he looks at you with doe eyes asking for cuddles you don’t hesitate to say yes

so now your laying on your bed youngbins head on your chest

youre running your hand through his hair softly and humming to him

he lets out a peaceful sigh and lifts hiss head looking up at you

“i love you so much” 

he looks so sleepy and you couldn’t stop yourself from cooing at him

he eventually falls asleep and you just lay there quietly admiring him

he’s the love of your life and you’ll never understand how you got so lucky to have someone like him in your life

#toptiercouple

~Kim Inseong~

this man

DORK ALERT

he will ask for cuddles in the most dramatic way

you’re at the dorm visiting him before he starts filming for his new show

you know that you wont be able to see him for a while and youre a little sad

inseong of course knows this

so he wants to make today extra special

he surprised you with flowers and your favorite snacks 

he even bought you a penguin plushie that was almost the size of you

so now youre sitting on the couch waiting for him to come back so you could start the movie you wanted to watch

inseong was watching you from the kitchen

you were playing with the sleeves of his sweater that you were wearing staring blankly at the screen in front of you

he smiled softly to himself before skipping into the livingroom

“____, dont look so sad, cuddle me instead!”

his loud voice nearly made you jump out of your skin

he plopped onto the couch next to you and wrapped his arms tightly around you

he pulled you into his chest and slowly rocked you back and forth

a smile came to your face as you rested your head on his chest

“it wont be long, i promise ill call you everyday, okay?” 

he assured you that he’ll come see you as soon as filming was over

you knew that he would and you were more than willing to wait for him

because you love him and there was nothing that would ever change your mind

even if he is a major dork that makes you cringe more often than not

~Lee Jaeyoon~

bias wrecker number 1

did you guys see how hard he practiced for the jealous stage on kingdom

i might cry

i hope he got enough time to rest after hurting his knee

you were at your apartment when youngbin called you letting you know that jaeyoon was on his way to the hospital

of course you were worried but he assured you that he was okay he just hurt his knee

sObBiNg

of course you told him that you would meet him there and quickly got dressed

once you finally reached the hospital your boyfriend was staying at you found youngbin who was waiting for your outside

“is he okay? hes not too hurt is he?” 

“he’ll be okay, he just has to rest for a while, i told him you were coming”

as quickly as he could he led you into the room where jaeyoon was lying restlessly

when he heard the door open his head shot over to you and he smiled sadly

you quickly composed yourself and smiled, walking over to him

you sat in the chair next to him and the two of you talked for a while

he told you about coming in last place, feeling like he didn’t work hard enough

it hurt you to see him like that and you did everything you could to reassure him that you were proud of him and he did the best that he could

he began to grow sleepy while talking to you and you could tell

“can you spend the night here with me?” 

you almost squealed out loud as he sleepy state but you just nodded and agreed

he scooted as far as he could to the side of the bed to make room for you

you laid down next to him and he immediately wrapped his body around yours hugging you as closely as he could

he easily fell asleep to you petting his hair and whispering sweet nothings to him

i squealed

~Lee Sanghyuk~

bEaNnnnN

hes so adorable i cant handle it

he also may be my moms favorite she doesnt know yet

although he is a dork he is very serious when it comes to his relationship with you

you are the light of his life and he will treat you as such

but youre still not safe from his pranks and constant jokes

he came to your apartment in his next attempt to bug you 

but when he noticed that you weren’t your normal bubbly self he placed himself next to you on the couch

you immediately reacted and rested your body against his

he leaned back into the cushions and pulled you into his lap

he would occasionally kiss your forehead letting out small hums

he would listen intensely as you tell him about you day

you explained why you were sad and he acted as if it happened to him

giving you advice on how to deal with the situation

it was rare for you to see him so serious but you loved that he was willing to help you with whatever problem that you had

even if it was something small a small trivial matter that didnt have any meaning

once he was sure that you were okay and they two of you would joke around

being the little shit that he is he would pin you down on the couch and began to tickle you

“yah, knock it off!” 

you tried your best to push him off of you

but our man is swole and was not letting you off that easy

once he finally decides youve had enough flops down and lays on top of you

“youre lucky youre cute”

you couldn’t stop the growing smile on your face as the two of you continued to joke around

~Baek Ju Ho~

bias wrecker number 2

hes so precious and i cant handle the cuteness

aaaahhhhh

excuse me ill calm myself

the boy

whether he admits it or not

he will drop anything and run the minute you call his name

and if youre sad or if you pout

lord you better believe hes right there plotting the death of whoever made you sad

one day you and zuho are out walking around doing couple things

you know, being adorable

when all of a sudden you see a group of girls pointing and laughing

you werent sure what they found funny but you began to grow self concious

it didnt even have to be you that they were laughing at, but your mind got the best of you

zuho noticed the sudden change in behavior and immediately took your hand

he pulled you into a hug and rocked you back and forth slightly

he caressed the back of your head and whispered to you about how much he loves you and how beautiful you are

you looked up at him and smiled softly 

he chuckled to himself before placing a soft kiss to your lips

he continued to press light kisses all over your face as he hugged you tighter

you giggled and hid your face in his chest

the people that surrounded you couldn’t help but smile as they watched the two of you

even the girls who you thought were laughing at you they had large smiles on their faces as they all talked about wishing to have a boyfriend like him

~Kim Seok Woo~

i swear i feel like he would be the best boyfriend ever

i know im not the only one who sees it

C U D D L E B U G

he won’t be able to live if he doesnt touch you at least once every ten minutes

ten seconds

he loves your touches 

lets be honest he loves everything about you

i am not kidding

after a stressful day of filming schedules and whatever other plans he has

his favorite thing is to come home and have you waiting for him

there were a lit of times where you would fall asleep waiting for him

he knew that it was late and you wouldnt be awake so he didnt bother to call you

he walked into his dorm tired from the long day that he had

after getting a bottle of water he walked into his room and a large smile came to his face

you were lying on his bed bundled up in his blankets sleeping peacefully

he got ready for bed as fast as he could wanted to lie next to you as fast as he could

once he was ready he carefully and quietly lifted up the blanket covering up your body

he laid down next to you and slipped one arm underneath your body

he slowly rolled you over so your body was lying on top of his

once the two of you were cozy he covered your body back up with the blanket

letting out a peaceful sigh he relaxed his body against yours closing his eyes and letting your quiet breathing quickly lulling him to sleep

you woke up a little later noticing that you werent lying in the same position you fell asleep in

your eyes fluttered open and a smile came to your face as you stared at your sleeping boyfriend

you placed a small kiss on his nose before settling back down and once again falling into your slumber

~Yoo Taeyang~

baby

i love him so much

literally no words can explain it

uggghhh

anyway

his favorite thing to do outside of his idol life

iiisss 

*YOU*

so when he FINALLY gets a day off

guess what hes doing

hanging out with the love of his life of course

duh

he spent the night at your apartment the day before and now the two of you are lying in bed 

youre both lying on your sides just staring at each other with cute smiles on your faces

the aura around the two of you is peaceful, quiet, and intimate

to anyone looking in you could see the love pouring off of the two of you just by looking

you lifted your hand and brought it closer to taeyangs face, trailing your fingers up his jaw

you brought your hand up to his hairline and gently caressed his hair

“i love you”

a red hue came to taeyangs cheeks as he buried his face in your neck

“yah, you cant say stuff like that out of no where”

you giggle as his breath tickled your neck

you draped your arms loosely around his neck as he shifted to hover above you

“but its true”

“i love you” 

he buried his face in your neck again and attacked you with kisses

you squealed loudly and the two of you spent the rest of your day just like this

and neither of you would have it any other way

~Kim Youngkyun~

this dood

A W K W A R D

seriously please help him

no one really knows how the two of you got together

youre both so awkward that people dont understand your relationship

but lets be honest the two of you are perfect for each other

hwiyoung is a sensitive lil gentleman and he totally understands you

buttt sometimes it doesnt come out how he wants it to

you know, him being awkward and all

he does love your affection but he just has a hard time showing it

so a lot of the time youre the one that has to initiate it

“youngie come here”

his head shot over to look at you the minute that he heard you whine

he stood on his feet and walked over to his bed where you were sitting

“are you okay? whats wrong?” 

you just smiled and grabbed his hand pulling him onto the bed

he let out an exclaim of surprise as he landed with an oof on the bed

you acted quickly and wrapped your arms around his waist

you laid half of your body on top of his and stared down at him

his face was red as he stared up at you

“i hate it when you do that”

you laughed again as you rested your chin on his chest

“you love it and you know it”

he just rolled his eyes and the two of you continued to talk to each other while lying like that

hwiyoung locked his hands around your waist while you talked about your idea of getting a new puppy

“will you name it after me?” 

you gushed at his pout and squished his cheeks together

“youre too cute”

you loved how adorable he was and you hoped that he stayed this adorable forever

~Kang Chanhee~

fluffy fluff boy

deserves all the love in the world

supes awk

but tries to act confident around you because well

the boys make fun of him about you

our lil actor boy will be super chill about it as long as youre in the room

but the minute you leave

will whine and complain to his members

so one day when you randomly walked into the dorm and they were all there

you didnt hesitate to walk over to chani on the couch and plop down next to him 

you wrapped one arm around his waist and rested your head on his shoulder

you let out a small sigh and relaxed yourself into his body

the boys didnt say anything but they all had smiles on their faces as the two of you were in your own little world

chani slipped his hand into yours as the two of you continued to talk about your days

“when are you going to teach me your new routine?”

chani laughed and kissed the top of your head

“whenever youre ready”

he smiled when you let out a little yawn

“come on, lets go to bed”

you sat up and stood on your feet following him into his room

you plopped onto his bed and he laid down next to you

“will you sing for me?” 

he let out a tiny giggle before nodding

once the two of you were comfortable he began to sing quietly until your head lulled to the side 

once he knew you were sleeping he hugged you closer loving the fact that you were so close to him

[yootaesowlwrites]

Sit On My... - Yoo Taeyang

W/C: 4.6K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog or a pfp. Minors DNI or get blocked!

Prompts: “Sit on my cock, princess. Need to feel you.”

Warnings: Smut, fluff, explicit language, detailed scenes, fingering, clit stimulation, hand job, cum tasting, pet/nicknames, lazy morning sex, unprotected sex (reader’s on the pill), marking (one/1 hickey), aftercare, some teasing, mention of having sex on a beach.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

The sun slowly begins to creep through the closed curtains, slowly lighting the room even through the thick curtain, you stir slightly in your sleep as you can feel the room growing warmer before finally waking, you take in a deep breath before slowly and carefully turning around to face the man laying next to you. He seems to be still fast asleep on his back, you slide a little closer to him and place a hand on his chest and lay your head on his shoulder, which causes him to softly groan as he begins to wake up, his arm wraps around you and his hand lands at the top of your upper arm before gently squeezing it.

“Morning…” He mumbles, sleep still present in his voice, and gosh, it sounded so beautiful to hear his morning voice. “How did you sleep?” His fingers gently trace along your arm, and you lean slightly over him, hovering just above his kiss, and softly plant a kiss on his chest.

“Morning,” You mumble as you move your lips to another mole on his chest. “I slept well, really well with you right beside me, what about you?” You place a kiss on his mole before moving to another mole. “Any dreams?” He clears his throat and shifts.

“I slept good, I think it’s because we were with each other,” He says. You nod your head and move your lips towards his nipple, you hear a groan leave his lips as he wakes a little more, your mouth wraps around his nipple, and you use the tip of your tongue to roll over his nipple. “Gosh, you just know how to wake me…” He gently takes your chin between his fingers and tilts your head upwards to face him, he lifts his head from the bed and moments later his lips make contact with yours.

The kiss was deep and slow, it was slowly taking your breath away as your lips move together, you shut your eyelids as you feel his warmth radiating onto your body, his nose brushes against yours as he begins to push you to lay back on the mattress, his tongue slides along your bottom lip before you feel him take it between his teeth to gently tuck on it before releasing, your lips felt swollen just from that kiss alone, and your mind was already spinning from it. His lips travel down your jaw before moving down your neck as he slides his hand away and over your body, his fingers tug your shirt upwards before his hand makes contact with your bare skin.

“Tyang…” You whisper and open your eyes, your vision is slightly blurred, but you don’t care. He places his hand flat on your exposed skin before slowly moving his hand to the waistband of your pyjama shorts, his fingers were first to slip past the band before his hand follows, his touch was leaving a burning trail behind on your skin, and you could feel the room slowly becoming warmed just like your skin was slowly being ignited by touch. “You also know how to wake me right up,” His nose brushes against the side of your neck as you feel his lips kiss down to your collarbone, a light stable scratches against your skin which causes wetness to pool between your folds.

“I’m just returning the favour,” He mutters against your neck, his hot breath sends a shiver down your legs, causing your toes to curl for a split second before they uncurl. His hand slides over your panties and over your mound before his fingers reach your folds, and he slowly begins tracing his fingers along the outline of them through your panties, the feeling of his fingers lightly touching your clothed folds was causing your skin to grow hotter and your wetness to grow faster. “You like that?” The feeling of his fingers tracing up and down along the outline of your folds was something you couldn’t describe, but the feeling was making you breathe a little harder.

“You know I do…” You whisper as you blink rapidly, your mind is slowly fading and pleasure is consuming it quickly, and your body is becoming more sensitive to his touch. “Your fingers… fuck, they’re magical, I love them,” He chuckles, and you could still hear the sleep in it, the vibrations from his laugh cause vibrations to go through your body against your collarbone.

“I’m glad to know you love them,” He mumbles. His movements were slow, and he could feel your juices starting to seep through the fabric. “I can feel just how much you love them,” You feel his fingers pause before you feel your panties being pulled to the side, his fingers spread your folds slightly for him to reach the bundle of nerves that was just waiting for him to touch it.

“I love you and my body loves you, it’s simple,” You say. “You can do whatever you want, and I would simply love and react to it,” Your hips lift from the bed for a second as his middle finger makes contact with your clit. “Fuck…” You sigh as your eyes flutter at the feeling of his finger rubbing circles over your clit, pushing you towards a high. “Tae…” Your breathing was getting louder, and you could feel sweat slowly starting to build on your skin, you move a hand to his pants and slide it into his pants and wrap your fingers around his semi-hard cock, making him groan against your neck.

“Fuck, your hand feels so good…” His voice was low as he spoke, and you could feel your insides pulling into a tight knot hearing it. He lifts his head, and you turn your head to look at him, your eyes meet, and you continue to stare at each other as he plays with your clit, and you’re palming him, the moment felt so intense and intimate, it was almost like everything around you had melted away into nothingness, and it was just the two of you and the bed beneath you. You twist your hand around his cock and slowly slide it up and down, feeling as he grows harder by the second, his index finger presses against your pussy, and he slides his fingers along it until the tips of his fingers reach your entrance.

“Oh, my fucking hell, Taeyang…” You breathe out as you feel them slowly push inside you, stretching your walls around them. “Shit…” The sound of your wetness sloshing reaches your ears, and you spread your legs further to give him more room to work with. “Fuck, your fingers…” Your hand around his cock slows down as you feel his fingers pumping in and out of you at a slow pace.

“You feel so wet for me,” He mumbles, his breath fans against your lips, and you stare into his eyes, everything feeling heightened, your senses and the sensitivity over your body. You can feel your insides slowly tightening up and forming a knot as he continues to pump his fingers in and out of you. “And it’s not even afternoon yet, and you’re like this for me,” It wasn’t even past ten in the morning yet, and you were already a mess for him.

“Shows what you do to me, make me feel this time of day,” You whisper. He slides a third finger through your folds before you feel it push against your entrance and slip inside, stretching your walls even more. “Fuck, Taeyang…” Your lids flutter with the new feeling as his fingers curl and twist inside you before slowly sliding out of you as he uncurls them, you are getting closer and closer to the edge of your release. You slide your thumb over the tip of his cock, feeling the pad of your finger instantly becoming soaked with pre-cum, his hand pushes harder against your pussy for a split second, letting you know how sensitive the tip of his cock was. “Did that feel good?” You slide your thumb slowly over the slit, and you hear and watch him take in a shuddering breath.

“Fuck, you know it is, dove,” He whispers. His eyes move down to your lips, and you tilt your head to press your lips against his just as you feel his thumb press against your clit, your eyes shut, and you moan into his mouth as your thumb press harder against his slit before you slide it away, your body shakes as he rubs slow yet precise circles over your throbbing clit, your toes curl in pleasure and the tension inside you snaps causing pleasure to surge through your entire body. You could feel his fingers pushing deep inside you before slowly sliding out and quickly being pushed back inside you to ease you through your high, stars fly behind your lids and your mind feels light, your heart drums loudly in your ears as your high courses through you. Your hand pauses around his cock as you reach the peak of your high and slowly begin coming back down to earth.

You felt tingles all over your body as you come down from the high you just had, Taeyang’s fingers were curled inside you and his thumb pressed against your clit as your body stopped shaking with pleasure, he pulls away from the kiss and you both gasp for air, strings of saliva breaks off, and you feel it fall onto your chin before the wind instantly cools down, you open your eyes to look up at him, sweat was on his forehead and his hair was starting to stick to his face, his lips were swollen from the kiss that now had you both panting for air. He leans back and slowly pulls his fingers from your entrance and slowly pulls his hand from your pants, making sure to leave a trail of your own juices behind on your mound and some of your lower stomach. You blink several times before turning your head to look at him and found his fingers in his mouth, sucking them clean, you watch as his cheeks hollow as he cleans them before slowly pulling them from his mouth and licking his lips.

“Fuck, you taste so good…” He mumbles and takes in a deep breath, his eyes shut for a moment, and you watch his eyes move behind them before he opens them and turns his head to look at you, his eyes darker than before, and you feel your walls clench. “Sit on my cock, princess, need to feel you,” You feel your stomach dip before you pull your hand from his pants and move it to your pants, you grip the band of them before pushing them along your legs along with your panties that were soaked with your juices and getting rid of them, you then reach for his pants and slowly push it down as he lifts his hips just enough for you to get them over his hips, you push his pants and underwear down his legs and quickly toss them off the bed. “Remember your shirt, I want to see everything,” You straddle his hips and look down at him before you reach for the hem of your shirt.

“Well, since you’re already fully naked, it’s only fair, right?” You say teasingly before pulling your shirt off and tossing it aside, to him, you were a sight so heavenly, and he was addicted to you, he wanted more of you, he was insatiable when it came to you. You move to hover over his cock before reaching between your bodies and taking hold of his cock, your fingers wrap around his girth, and you slowly move him towards your soaking pussy and slide the tip between your folds, coating him with your juices.

“Fuucckk,” He groans as he feels the warmth of your pussy at the tip of his cock, his mind spins for a moment, and he pushes his head against the pillow. “Oh, fucking hell,” Your juices begin to slide down his length, and it was driving him crazy, you begin to slide his cock back and forth against your pussy. “Fuck…. you’re just teasing…” You were, but not just him, yourself also, you were building up to the moment.

“Well, you just feel so good,” You say. You never could describe the feeling of feeling his cock between your folds, it was something that made your insides twist and turn and your breathing to pick up and your mind to spin. “If I just lean over, we can just nestle your cock between my folds like this, and I can roll my hips over it, would that make you cum?”

“Fuck… I’m sure I would, but I want to feel you around me,” He says. You lick your lips, debating with yourself for a moment before you slide his cock towards your entrance and slowly lower yourself onto him, your jaw slacks as you gasp at the feeling of his girth stretching and filling you slowly, his hands move to your hips and his fingers squeeze down against your skin. “Ughm, oh, fucking…” He lowly groans at the feeling of your warm wet pussy squeezing around him, his mind spins a little more as he hears the sloshing of your wetness the deeper he sinks into you. You move your hand away from his cock and move it to his hand and manage to pull it away from your hip and interlock your fingers with his before leaning over him, pushing his hand against the mattress.

“Fuck, fuck, oh, fucking shit,” You moan as his cock shifts inside you and hits all the right places before he was fully buried inside you, you bring your other hand to his shoulder and dig your fingers into his skin.

“Shit, uhm, dove…” He groans at the feeling. Your chest rubs against his and sweat begins building up between your bodies, his other hand holds onto your hip tightly as you both take a few seconds to adjust to the feeling of being connected to one another. You move your head to the crook of his neck before you slowly begin moving your hips, his cock slides halfway out from you before sliding back inside you, you could feel a light friction against your clit from his pubic bone barely touching you.

“Tae… fuck, I…” You moan against his neck and shut your eyes, your lips brush against his skin and he can’t help but squeeze your hand that was holding his. The warmth in the room continues to build and the smell of sex slowly begins to fill the air, the sound of your moans and his low groans bounce off the walls.

“You feel so right on top of me,” He mumbles. “So right around me,” His hand grips a little tighter at your hip, and you feel his hip push upwards to meet yours halfway, your walls clench around him as you feel his length slide deeper for a split second and his pubic bone touch your clit.

“Taeyang, fucking…” You moan and see specks of dust already starting to form behind your lids. “Slow… slow, fuck,” He lowers his hips as you lift yours, you lift your head and your nose brushes against the lobe of his ear before your lips touch it. “Slow, but deep.”

“Fuck,” He moans before his hips push upwards, and you lower yours to meet his thrust halfway, his cock once against sliding deep inside you to reach near that one spot that would have you see stars within seconds, you lower your head and press your lips against his collarbone. “Slow but deep, fuck, that’s such a perfect desire and need,” You squeeze his hand as you continue to move slowly with each other, meeting each other’s movements right in the middle. You begin leaving open-mouthed kisses on his collarbone, nipping at the skin every few moments. “You’re driving me insane, dove.”

“Good,” You mumble before you move your head right next to the mole on his chest before your lips latch onto the skin to suck a mark next to the mole. Your breathing was getting harder as your nose was pushed against his chest while you were etching a mark into him, your hand on his shoulder squeezed harder as you felt a tingling feeling begin to make its way up your legs.

“Getting close?” He asks as he feels your walls slowly starting to pulse around him. You pull away from the mark you were making before sitting upright. “Fucking, g-” His words get caught in his throat at the feeling of his cock shifting inside you and your walls squeezing around him slightly differently.

“Fuck, oh, good fuck,” You moan at the feeling before you slowly roll your hips over him with the new angle, you kept his hand in yours and continue to squeeze it as you feel a knot of tension building inside you more rapidly, his eyes move from your face and down to your chest, your tits bounce gently with the slow movements you were making, his eyes travel a little lower and watch as your stomach muscles spasm slightly.

“Oh, dear fuck…” He groans as his eyes drop to where his cock was connected to yours and was reappearing and disappearing into your walls, he could see himself glistening with your juices which causes his eyes to roll to the back of his head before his lids fall shut, he pushes his head further against the pillow before you feel his hips pressing up into yours, his hand on your hips slide to the top of your thigh before it moves to the inside of your thigh. “Dove…”

“Tae,” You moan. His hand was leaving a burning trail behind on your skin as it was getting closer and closer to your pussy, his fingers touch your fold before you feel his thumb press at the side of your clit before slowly begin rubbing around the throbbing nub. “Fuck, Taeyang,” He forces himself to open his eyes to watch your reaction, sweat was running down your chest and stomach, and the way you were sucking in your stomach and the way your walls were clenching around him told him exactly how close you were.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” He mutters as he moves his gaze to your face and found you already looking at his face, your lids halfway closer and filled with lust and love and your face displaying bliss. “Fuck, and you’re mine, you’re all mine,” He slides his thumb over your, clit causing your body to jolt and your lids to fully shut. “Say it for me, dove, say I’m yours,” His thumb slides over your clit from one side to the other, which quickly causes more stars to appear behind your lids.

“You’re mine, fuck, you’re mine, Taeyang, and I’m yours,” You pant out, trying to keep your slow pace and trying to stretch it out just a little longer. “Fuck,” Your back arches as you feel him take your clit between his fingers and slowly roll the nub between the pads of his fingers, your breathing picks up rapidly and your head falls back. “TAEYANG, FUCKING AGHMM!” The tension inside you snaps, and your body shakes with pleasure as you come undone around his cock.

“I’m yours,” He mutters as he toys with your clit as you go through your high, your mind is floating through the clouds as you try to keep your body moving on top of him, hoping to keep causing enough friction to get you fully through the ecstasy feeling. “And you’re mine, fully mine, and I’m fully yours,” He pulls at your hand that was still holding, pulling you down against his chest before he rolls you both over, your back arches against the mattress as you feel him continue to play with your clit while slowly rolling his hips against yours, making sure you could feel his cock reaching deep inside you.

“TAEYANG!” You scream and curl your toes into the sheets, your head turns from side to side against your pillow as you feel the cloth stick to your soaked skin. “TAEYANG, OH MY FUCKING GOSH!” Your body felt like it was floating on a cloud, and you swore you could already feel another high building inside you as continued to toy with your clit. “TAEYANG, FUCK, I’M GONNA…”

“Again?” He asks, and you feel his gently tug on your clit, causing your hips to lift off the bed. “Oh, so sensitive,” He could feel his balls slowly begin to tighten, and his mind was slowly slipping as he was getting closer to a high. “Then cum for me again,” You feel a warm tingling feeling start at the tip of your toes before rapidly going up your legs, causing them to shake uncontrollably before it reaches your core.

“TAEYANG, UGM, FUCKING ARGH!” You cry as you feel another orgasm rip through your body, the stars behind your lids become more. “TAAAEE!” Your walls clench around him rapidly, and he could feel the tightening feeling slowly turning into a heartbeat as it begins to go along his cock to the tip of it. “FUCK, FUCK!” Your nails dig into his shoulder before you release him and move your hand to the sheets, pulling at it to try and hold onto the blissful feeling going through you. His movements begin to pick up as he chases after his high, he releases your clit only to press his thumb against it to keep creating stimulation to get you through your high.

“Fuck, I’m close, I’m gonna… I’m go-gonna…” He pants out, as he feels the head of his cock tightening, his stomach muscles twitch and pull before moments later the tightening feeling bursts, his movements become sloppy and uneven as he comes undone, ropes of his load spill into you before leaking from you as he thrusts into you, your mixed juices get splatted on your inner thighs and on the top of his thighs, his mind was spinning as he was going through his high.

“Fu-fuck, so go-good, Tae, so go-good,” You stutter out as you begin coming down from your high. “Fu-fuck,” The feeling of his load filling you and spilling from you at the same time was making your insides flip, it was a feeling you couldn’t explain, but it felt so good to you. You roll your hips upwards, fighting through the tired feeling to ease him through his high, you feel his hand gently squeezing yours before his movements come to a halt and lean over you, he buries his head between the crook of your neck and slides his hand away from your pussy and back to your hip. “Tae…”

“Dove…” He mutters lowly before you feel him pull you onto your side, managing to stay inside you. You lift your leg and place it over his hip to make it more comfortable for you both, you both lay there breathing hard for a few minutes, king in the afterglow feeling that was slowly settling in, the room tempter slowly begins lowering, and the cooler air blows against your skin causing goosebumps to rise onto it as the sweat slowly begins to dry, leaving you both sticky. You move one hand to the top of his head and entangle your fingers between his locks and gently comb your fingers through them.

“Tae… I love you,” You whisper. You feel his lips gently press a kiss against the crook of your neck before you hear him take in a deep breath, his hand slides from your hip to the small of your back, resting his arm over your waist, the tips of his fingers ghostly brush against your skin.

“I love you too, dove,” He mumbles, the feeling of him talking against your neck causes it to tickle, which makes you smile widely. He lifts his head and lays it down on his pillow to look at you through hooded eyes. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m feeling good,” You say. “Like I’m on cloud nine, my body is feeling good, you being soft inside me feels so nice also,” He chuckles and nods his head. “How are you feeling, how is your shoulder feeling?” Your eyes moved to the shoulder he was laying on, and you could see crescent marks on his skin, and they were red from how hard you had dug your nails into him.

“I’m feeling good, it doesn’t hurt, please don’t worry,” He says, immediately putting your mind at ease. “They’re okay, and I’m more than okay, I can still feel you pulsing around me, and I have to say it feels so good,” You bite your bottom lip before releasing it. “You’re so dirty, want to be a little more dirty for me, dove?” You slowly nod your head. “Would you like to go out to the beach with my cum still leaking from you?”

“Fuck, and I’m the one that’s dirty, Tyang?” You ask. “Fuck… yes, yes I’ll do that, but just a few more minutes,” He nods his head before leaning closer to you.

“Just a few more minutes,” He says before kissing the top of your head and slowly kissing down the bridge of your nose, the feeling was making you smile and causing you to giggle at how cute he was acting, his lips finally reach you and a soft yet long kiss placed on your lips, which made you twist your fingers into his locks, you pull back slightly, your noses still touching and your lips inches away from touching again.

“Turn onto your back, I want to lay on top of you for a few minutes,” You whisper. You feel his body begin to shift, and you move with him until you found yourself on top of him once more, his soft cock nestling deeply between your walls. “Much better.”

“I have to agree,” He says in a strained tone as he feels your walls shift around him, squeezing around him a little tighter. “Fuck…” He could feel your mixed juices slowly sliding down his balls and slowly cooling down against his skin. “What a feeling…”

"You're telling me," You whisper. "You do know it's going to be a very sticky mess when we get up and get ready for the beach, right?" He nods his head. "And you do know my bottoms will be filled with your cum and mine, right?"

"You're starting to make me rethink this idea, maybe we should go to that private cave, where we can have some alone time," He says. "And we can do all sorts of things without being caught," He feels your walls pulse around him, which only causes him to smirk. "You want that, it feels like you want that, I remember you mentioning one time you would love to do it on the beach, should we try that today?" Your head drops instantly as you feel your cheeks heat up, you swore you were getting even wetter around his cock as he kept talking. "But you also mentioned that you would rather try it at night, when the moon is at its fullest."

"Taaaeee…" You whine into his chest. You feel his hand releasing yours before you feel his body move a little beneath you, you could hear him take something from the bedside table before it got quiet for a minute.

"Your luck is amazing, dove, tonight is the full moon, maybe we should wait here all day and then head down, what do you say?" You could hear the teasing in his tone and knew he was enjoying making you feel like this. "We can tick something off your bucket list tonight, what do you say?"

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My Favorite K-Pop Songs (Incomplete)

A.C.E: Undercover, Savage

aespa: Black Mamba

Agust D: Agust D, Daechwita

APink: NoNoNo

ASTRO: Blue Flame, Baby

ATEEZ: HALA HALA, Say My Name, Pirate King, Treasure, Illusion, Wave, Aurora, Wonderland, Answer, THANXX, Inception, Fireworks (I’m The One)

Baekhyun: UN Village, Stay Up (feat. Beenzino), Diamond, Candy, All I Got, Cry For Love

Beast: Fiction

BIGBANG: Fantastic Baby, Bang Bang Bang, Last Dance

Blackpink: How You Like That, Lovesick Girls, Kill This Love, Whistle, Boombayah, DDU-DU DDU-DU

BoA: Better, No. 1

Boys Republic: Get Down

THE BOYZ: No Air, The Stealer

BTS: We Are Bulletproof (Pt. 2), Run, Dope, Fire, Save Me, Blood Sweat & Tears, Begin, Lie, Spring Day, Not Today, Boy In Luv, Tomorrow, Cypher Pt. 2 (Triptych), N.O, I Need U, Moving On, House of Cards, Black Swan, Louder Than Bombs, Mic Drop, On, Dionysus, Boy With Luv (Feat. Halsey), Home, DNA, Dimple, FAKE LOVE, The Truth Untold, Magic Shop, So What, Idol, Euphoria, Serendipity, Epiphany, Airplane Pt. 2, Danger, Heartbeat, Stay Gold, War of Hormone, Life Goes On

Chanyeol: SSFW

Chen: Beautiful Goodbye, Watch Out

Chung Ha: Snapping, Stay Tonight, Bicycle

CIX: Cinema, Jungle

CL: Hello Bitches

CLC: Hobgoblin, Helicopter, Black Dress, No

D.O & Yoo Youngjin: Tell Me (What Is Love)

DALsooobin: Katchup

DKB: Sorry Mama, Rose

DREAMCATCHER: BOCA, Break The Wall, Odd Eye, Chase Me, Good Night, You & I, Endless Night, Deja Vu, Scream

EVERGLOW: Bon Bon Chocolat, Dun Dun, La Di Da, Adios

EXO: Lightsaber, Love Me Right, Drop That, Tempo, Sign, Gravity, Bad Dream, Lucky One, Monster, Artificial Love, White Noise, Cloud 9, Growl, Mama, History, What Is Love, Overdose, For Life, Lotto, Love Shot, Obsession, Power, Universe, Call Me Baby, Eldorado, Playboy, Thunder, The Eve, Ko Ko Bop, What U Do, Forever, Going Crazy, Chill, Lucky

EXO-CBX: Hey Mama!

f(x): Electric Shock, Red Light, 4 Walls

(G)I-DLE: DUMDi DUMDi, LATATA, Oh my god, 

GAIN: Paradise Lost

GD & TAEYANG: GOOD BOY

GHOST9: SEOUL

Girls Day: Something

Girls Generation: I Got A Boy, Hoot, The Boys, Catch Me If You Can, Party

GOT7: Breath, You Calling My Name, Not By The Moon, Never Ever, Hard Carry, If You Do, Lullaby, Just Right

History: Might Just Die, Queen

Hwasa: Maria

HyunA: Bubble Pop, I’m Not Cool, Good Girl, Red

iKON, Bling Bling, Love Scenario, RHYTHM TA

INFINITE: The Eye

ITZY: DALLA DALLA, ICY, WANNABE, Not Shy

IZ: Memento

IZ*ONE: FIESTA, Panorama

IU: Palette (Feat. G-Dragon), Eight (Feat. Suga)

Jackson Wang: Pretty Please

Jennie (of Blackpink): Solo

Jessi: Nunu Nana

Kai: Mmmh

KARD: Bomb Bomb, Dumb Litty, Gunshot

Lay: Lit, Namanana

MAMAMOO: AYA, Egotistic, Hip

MCND: Ice Age, Spring

MOMOLAND: Baam, Bboom BBoom

MONSTA X: Who Do U Love?, Stuck, Shoot Out, Fighter, Beautiful, Oi, FANTASIA, Beautiful Night, ZONE, Love Killa, Follow, DRAMARAMA, Newton, Hero,  Alligator, Shine Forever

NCT: BOSS,Baby Don’t Stop, TOUCH, Black On Black,  

NCT 127: Wakey Wakey, Chain, Gimme Gimme, Fire Truck, Cherry Bomb, Baby Don’t Like It, Limitless, Kick It, Regular, SIMON SAYS, Highway To Heaven, Superhuman, Punch

NCT Dream: Chewing Gum, My First and Last, Ridin’, Boom, We Go Up 

NCT U: From Home, Make A Wish (Birthday Song), Coming Home, Boss, The 7th Sense

NU’EST: Bet Bet

Oh My Girl: Twilight

PENTAGON: Sha La La, Shine, Humph, Basquiat, Dr, Bebe, Daisy

PinkFantasy: Lemon Candy

PRISTIN: Black Widow

Rain: Rainism

Red Velvet: Bad Boy, RBB(Really Bad Boy), Peek-A-Boo, Psycho, Red Flavor, Dumb Dumb, Zimzalabim, Russian Roulette, 

Red Velvet- Irene & Selugi: Monster

REDSQUARE: ColorFull

Rose: On The Ground

SEVENTEEN:  Mansae, Left & Right, Hit, Fear, HOME;RUN, Clap, Don’t Wanna Cry, Shining Diamond, Highlight, Very Nice

SF9: Good Guy, Now Or Never

SHINee: Don’t Call Me, Lucifer, Married To The Music, Replay, Sherlock (Clue + Note), Dream Girl, Everybody, Ring Ding Dong

SISTAR: Touch My Body

Solar: Spit It Out

SOMI: Birthday

STRAY KIDS: Miroh, Double Knot, God’s Menu, Hellevator, District 9, My Pace, I am YOU, Back Door 

Sunmi: Gashina

SUPER JUNIOR: Devil, Sorry Sorry, Mr. Simple, Bonamana, Magic, Mamacita

SuperM: Jopping, One (Monster & Infinity), 100, Tiger Inside

T-ARA: Sugar Free

Taemin: Move, Criminal

TAEYANG: RingaLinga, Eyes Nose Lips

TXT: Can’t You See Me, 9 and Three Quarters (Run Away), Cat & Dog, Crown, Blue Hour

Treasure: Boy, I Love You

TVXQ: Catch Me, Mirotic

TWICE: I Can’t Stop Me, Fancy, Feel Special, More & More, Cheer Up, Dance The Night Away, Knock Knock, Likey, Yes Or Yes, TT

UP10TION: So Dangerous

VIXX: Chained Up, Scentist, Shangri-La

VICTON: What I Said

Wanna One: Boomerang

WayV: Turn Back Time, Bad Alive (English Version), Kick Back, Moon Walk, Love Talk, Take Off

WINNER: Really Really

Wonho: Open Mind, Lose

Woo!Ah!: I Don’t Miss U

X1: Flash

2NE1: Come Back Home, I Am The One, I Love You, Falling In Love

2PM: A.D.T.O.Y., Take Off, Hands Up

4MINUTE: Crazy, Hate

Park Hyoshin: Wild Flower

Day6: Congratulations, Days Gone By, Time Of Our Lives, Shoot Me, I Wait

T.O.P: Doom Dada

ONEUS: Vlakyrie, Lit

AB6IX & Lee Dae Hwi: Rose Scent Kiss

B1A4: A Lie

EXID: Me & You,Ah Yeah

Taeyeon: I (Feat. Verbal Jint)

I.O.I:  Whatta Man (Good Man), Dream Girls

CLC: Me

3YE: Stalker

Wendy: Like Water

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[blu-joons]

Your Son Interrupts His V Live ~ Yoo Taeyang

You smiled across to Taeyang as he finished setting up his laptop on his desk, scooping your son off of the ground and into your arms. As you did so, Taeyang stepped towards you both and tickled against your son’s cheek, drawing yet another infectious laugh out of him.

“Are you sure that you don’t mind vacating the room whilst I do this live?” Taeyang asked you one final time, just to be sure as he wrapped his arm around your frame.

“It’s alright, I can entertain him next door for an hour, it’s easy,” you smiled in reply, feeling a kiss be pressed against your cheek. “I think he’s due a sleep soon so I might be able to get away with doing very little whilst you do the live. Maybe I might be able to watch for a bit on my phone?”

Taeyang nodded back to you, squeezing you gently before letting you go, helping you move your son’s playmat into the spare bedroom just next door so that you could keep him busy while Taeyang completed his scheduled live.

“There’s no baby stuff around here that will be in the background, is there?” You asked Taeyang once you had finished moving everything around. “We all know what happened last time with the line of baby grows that were drying on the radiator behind you.”

“I think it’s alright, even if there is anything, the fans won’t mind.”

With that, the two of you left the room, pulling the door to for Taeyang so that he could have some quiet. You carried your son out of the room, placing him down on the floor as soon as you were in the spare room so that he could play on the mat that he loved.

Whilst you took a seat on the bed, you could hear Taeyang banging around and clearing his throat before finally talking to the camera. “Hi everyone,” he smiled, the sign that you needed to pick up your phone so that you could see what Taeyang was doing too.

As with everything that Taeyang did, you soon found yourself engrossed, listening to his every word as you kept an eye on your son too who was busy crawling around the floor as usual.

With the conversation turning to discuss the group’s upcoming comeback, you couldn’t help but turn the volume up a little to be able to hear Taeyang. As you did, you brought the phone closer towards you, blocking your view of most of the room.

The two echoes of his father’s voice were only confusing your son more though as he tried to figure out whereabouts Taeyang was. He moved towards your phone to begin with, however as the noise muffled, he found himself heading towards the bedroom door instead.

Hearing Taeyang from the other room captured his attention, heading straight across for it.

You were oblivious until you heard the door bang, looking across to see that your son had gone, racing up from the bed and looking across to where he was.

“What are you doing here?” You overheard a voice ask as you stepped out onto the landing, peering into the room where Taeyang was doing his live to see your son stood beside his chair, holding his arms up in the air for Taeyang to lift him up.

You nervously walked in, peering around the door as Taeyang looked across at you. You muttered an apology across to him as he lifted your son up from the floor, sitting him in his lap, with him luckily being small enough to miss the view of the camera.

Taeyang’s wondering eyes didn’t stop the fans from asking questions though as they tried to figure out what was going on. It didn’t take long for them to guess what had caught Taeyang’s attention, knowing how doting he was on your son.

“Do you want to say hello?” Taeyang asked him, adjusting his grip on your son so that he could lift him up a little.

He had no idea what was going on as your son spotted himself on the screen, clueless as to what all of the comments were saying too.

You didn’t know what to do as Taeyang happily let your son join the two of you, not wanting for him to be a disturbance as Taeyang talked his fans through the plans for the upcoming comeback. He could tell that you were nervous in the doorway, unsure as to what was the right thing to do to make Taeyang’s life easier.

“He’s alright,” he whispered across to you after finding a moment to look across at you. “The fans love seeing him too,” Taeyang encouraged after seeing the look of panic on your face, assuring you that there was no reason to fret.

“I can take him back next door if you want me too,” you whispered, but Taeyang’s head shook.

You smiled weakly back to Taeyang as he positioned your son against his chest so that he could see and be seen too. “Do you want to answer a question?” He joked to your son as he reached forwards and tapped the screen where the comments were flying up.

Taeyang kept a hold of your son for the rest of his live, involving him as much as he could. The fans didn’t want Taeyang to go as they watched the two of them, obsessed with how in awe Taeyang was of his son, not to mention the smile that was on your son’s face whenever Taeyang spoke to him or showed him something.

“And we’re done,” he grinned as the live cut out, “I think that went better than expected.”

“I am so sorry,” you told him as soon as it finished, “I was watching your live on my phone, looked up and he was gone, crawling all over the place.”

“He’s trouble,” Taeyang agreed with a chuckle, “we both know how much he loves to explore, I had a feeling that he would show his face at some point.”

Despite how apologetic you were, Taeyang didn’t mind at all. He loved introducing your son to be people, showing his fans the real life of an idol with a baby, never wanting to pretend to them or close off from showing them how he was getting on too.

“I think if anything he helped, did you see by how much the views increased when Y/S/N came into shot?” Taeyang continued to joke with you, “I think he did with me a favour.”

Your head shook at the wide smile on Taeyang’s face, relieved that your son hadn’t managed to cause too much trouble and disrupt much of what Taeyang was up too.

“I promise next time I’ll take him into a room that he can’t escape from,” you vowed to Taeyang, “and I’ll make sure to take more than just his playmat with me, the novelty of playing on that seemed to wear off pretty quickly.”

“Y/N, I think I might have to keep him on my lives, in so many years a stream of mine has never been as popular as that was.”

“Y/S/N might be more famous than you.”

A chuckle of agreement came from Taeyang, “we always knew that he was going to be the star of the show, with looks as good as these, and genes as great as yours and his, it was only a matter of time.”

“He’ll be a star, just like his daddy.”

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Masterlist

[kpophours]

Trick or Treating (M)

➵ SF9: Taeyang x fem. reader / one shot, Halloween AU / fluff, smut / REQUESTED

➵ warnings: explicit mentions of sex (body worship, oral: receiving)

➵ word count: 1.7k

It’s Halloween and you’re currently standing in your softly illuminated kitchen, making pumpkin soup for you and your boyfriend, who’s wearing fake fangs and dark robes, ready to spook some children with his haunting vampire looks. You can’t help but stare at him, thinking it’s a shame that he’s not a real immortal - such beauty should definitely be preserved for eternity.

„What are you looking at?“, Taeyang asks teasingly and you blush a bit, which makes him smile even more. 

„Nothing.“, you mumble, continuing to cut the vegetables.

„Mhm sure.“, he just answers, a slightly cocky expression on his face. You, very maturely, stick out your tongue at him, making him laugh. 

When the soup is happily simmering on the stove, you join Taeyang on the comfy sofa, cuddling into his side. Immediately, he slides both arms around you, hugging you close and humming contently. „How was work today?“, he asks softly and you sigh. 

„Well, it’s work... But it was alright.“, you answer and he chuckles, gently pressing his lips to your temple. 

„You know I would happily share my money with you, right?“ 

You roll your eyes, looking at him with a slight scowl on your face. „I know. And you know I would never take any money from you.“ 

He grins and kisses your nose. „I know. But if you ever decide to run away or something like that… Hit me up, I’ll happily support and join you.“ 

You giggle at his antics and kiss his soft lips, shivering slightly when his tongue slips into your mouth and begins to play with yours. As soon as you try to pull back, Taeyang locks his arms behind you, pulling you even closer, deepening the kiss. When his tongue slides back into your mouth, you can’t suppress the slight moan. 

You almost don’t notice when he flips you both over, too absorbed into the feeling of his lips on yours. His lean body presses into you, before he finally draws back, letting you catch your breath. His smile is wicked and his eyes glimmer darkly, when he begins to press open mouthed kisses along your jaw and neck, his teeth slightly grazing your soft skin. You whine beneath him, body already feeling too hot and tight, your hands roaming his sides to slip under his shirt, trying to get rid of it. He pulls back, carelessly pulling the dark robes over his head and discarding them somewhere behind the sofa. 

„B- but what if some Trick or Treaters are coming while-“, you suddenly say, gaze sliding towards the front door, gnawing on your lip. Taeyang snorts, raising one eyebrow. „Do you want me to stop?“, he asks teasingly, pulling his lower lip between his teeth and looking at you with such desire in his eyes, that your whole body feels aflame. 

„If they egg the house, you’ll be the one that’s going to clean everything.“, you joke and he shrugs. „I’m ready to take that risk. Because I think those kids aren’t the only ones who deserve getting treats tonight - I deserve one as well.“, he answers, leaning down towards you, making your breath hitch, „And my favorite treat just happens to be you.“ With that, he quickly seals your mouth with his again, kissing you almost feverishly. 

„Bedroom.“, you finally gasp in between his kisses and he immediately obliges, picking you up like you weigh nothing and stumbles towards the bedroom, laying you gently on top of the white sheets. You’re already panting, cheeks flushed and hair disheveled, but the way he looks at you makes you think he has never seen anyone more beautiful. He takes off his fake fangs - thank God, how were you supposed to take him seriously with those? - and gets rid of his shirt, revealing his chiseled chest.

Softly, he slides his hands up your thighs, teasingly cupping your core over your pants, before his fingers slip under your shirt, pulling it upwards. Seconds later, you‘re naked beneath him, shyly trying to cover yourself with the bed sheet. 

Taeyang clicks his tongue and shakes his head. „Don’t.“, he says softly, „You are so beautiful. I want to see you.“ You groan at his plea, letting the bed sheet slide away from your body again and the way his eyes immediately darken makes more heat pool between your legs. 

Taeyang begins to press soft kisses against your hips and stomach, slowly making his way up towards your lips, where he kisses you deeply, making your toes curl.

He always takes his time when making love to you - worshipping your body with his tongue, eyes and words, making you feel beautiful and loved. 

„Your skin is so soft. So beautiful…“, he whispers, voice low. He draws soft patterns against your hip, making you shift beneath him, becoming impatient. 

„Don‘t tease.“ you whisper, looking at him with hooded eyes. He chuckles, finally relenting and brushing his lips over one of your already erect nipples. You whine when his tongue swirls around the bud, biting down gently. Thanks to that, you almost don’t notice his hand slipping under the waistband of your pants, his long fingers teasing the edge of your heat. 

„Off with these. Now.“, he finally says, sitting back and gazing at you with dark, lust-filled eyes. You quickly shimmer out of your last bits of clothes, discarding them beside the bed, Taeyang’s dark eyes never leaving your body, tracing every curve of it, his hands quick to follow the path of his gaze. „Do you know how beautiful you are?“, he murmurs in between the wet kisses he leaves all over your body, his teeth grazing your skin ever so often, leaving reminders of this night in shades of deep purple. 

Before you can retort anything, he pushes one of his deliciously long fingers inside your heat, making you gasp and close your eyes. He moans when he feels how wet you are. 

„Look at me, princess.“, Taeyang murmurs and you force your eyes open again, meeting his dark gaze. He slips a second finger into you and you bite down on your lip, forcing back the moan tearing from your lips. 

„No, I want to hear your pretty voice.“, he says in a low tone and when he adds a third finger, you finally let a moan slip past your lips, his thumb gliding over your clit sending electricity through your whole body. 

„So wet. So beautiful. And all for me.“, he says darkly, lowering his head between your legs, beginning to lick through your folds and moaning when he finally tastes you. You tug at his hair, helplessly searching for anything to hold on to while he has you writhing beneath him, the pleasure building with every second he sucks your clit and moves his fingers inside you, his and your moans filling the dimly lit bedroom. When he feels you tightening around him, he quickly draws back and you whine at the sudden lack of stimulation, opening your eyes and shooting him a look of reproach. 

He chuckles, sucking his fingers clean, all while maintaining eye contact. „You taste so good, princess.“, he says, his voice almost a dark growl, „I could taste you for hours.“ 

You release your breath, gaze wandering towards the clearly visible tent in his trousers. „Please.“, you only say, locking eyes with him again. He quickly gets up, getting rid of his pants and joining you on the bed again. Before you can teasingly reach for his thick length, he catches your hand, shaking his head. „No. I can’t wait any longer.“, he answers, condom already in his hand, looking at you for confirmation, before slipping between your legs. You nod once, moaning when he finally slides into your heat. He groans and you dig your fingernails into the soft skin of his strong arms. Then, finally, he’s nestled so deep into you that you don’t think you can take anymore, your walls clenching around his thick length. 

„You’re okay, princess?“, he murmurs against your lips, kissing you oh so sweetly. You finally relax around him, nodding and giving him your okay to move inside you.

He almost pulls out all the way, leaving only the tip of his length inside you, before slamming his hips into you again, making you both moan at the sensation. He sets a devastatingly slow pattern at first, already making you an incoherent mess beneath him with his deep strokes, but when he begins to pick up the pace, you can only moan and curse, his name spilling from your lips like a prayer. Sweat begins beading around Taeyang’s hairline and he pulls his lower lip between his teeth, dark eyes roaming your body with so much love and desire that you can’t help but shiver a bit. When his thumb lands on your clit, your eyes almost roll back into your head, the sensation overwhelming and almost too much. It doesn’t take long for your whole body to tighten, the pressure becoming too much, too fast and then, finally, you snap, Taeyang’s name spilling from your lips. 

Not soon after, your boyfriend moans as well, his breathing getting more erratic, the overstimulation of his deep strokes sending you over the edge again and he follows quickly after, groaning and finally stilling inside you.  

You’re both breathing hard but that doesn’t stop Taeyang from kissing you feverishly, before pressing his forehead against yours, allowing you both to finally catch your breath. 

„Enough of a treat for you?“, you tiredly murmur against his lips and he giggles, gaze soft when he looks at you. 

„Oh, I can always go for a second round of Trick or Treating. But I think our soup is waiting. And a shower?“

You nod, a small smile tugging at your lips. „That sounds perfect. And maybe you should change back into your vampire clothes, Count Dracula. I’m sure the first children will be here soon.“

Taeyang nods, gently pulling out of you and quickly picking up his discarded costume from the floor. He shoots you a wink when he sees you staring at his naked body and you flush, hiding your face by pulling the bed sheet over your head. 

You hear his satisfied giggle until he closes the bathroom door behind him and can’t help but laugh yourself, burying your face into the soft pillows, body tired and blissed out.  

… What a treat indeed.

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[babykyunbun]

SF9 REACTION: FIRST TIME SEEING THEIR CRUSH IN A BIKINI.

Hope you like it, request more for sf9 if you’d like, I’d love to write more for them because they’re my baby’s💛and sorry they were all literally confessing lmao and I’m sorry it turned out a little smutty I’m a hoe

YOUNGBIN:

The moment he saw you walk out of the patio doors, his mouth dropped open. His eyes widened and he felt his heart skip a beat. Your beautiful.

Your cheeks reddened as you noticed some of the boys staring at you, you felt a little embarrassed but you just embraced your body. They all looked like teenage boys, seeing boobs for the first time. Your eyes landed on Youngbins, he smiled and his eyes shot to the ground.

You walked up to him and sat down, ruffling his hair like you always did.

“Don’t act like you weren’t looking, you can continue if you like, I don’t mind” you said with a grin before placing a kiss to his cheek and running off to the pool with the others. Surprised at yourself for saying something like that.

“Ooo Hyung” Chani whistled, patting youngbins back.

He sat there with a little smirk on his face and rubbed his thumb over his bottom lip. What were you doing to him.

INSEONG:

This man right here will tell you how amazing you look. The boys invited you to go to the beach with them, also just so maybe you and inseong would actually do something about the tension in the air when the both of you are together. LIKE GET TOGETHER PLEASE.

“You look absolutely stunning y/n” he whispered into your ear as he pulled you into the tightest hug. It always lasted longer than the hugs with the others, it was nice. When he pulled away, his eyes ran up and down your body, your cheeks turning the brightest red. He looked so good, he had the most sexiest look on his face. Like he wanted to eat you up, and you would gladly let him.

“Thank you inseongie, you look really good too” you giggled out. You both just stood there, staring into each other’s eyes. Just like in the movies.

“Come on you love birds, kissy kissy at home” Hwiyoung shouted out, running right past you both just incase inseong decided to attack him. Which he did.

“Sorry y/n I’m gonna have to go kill some kid” he giggled out before chasing after him.

Ask her out already inseong:(

JAEYOON:

I’m sorry I’m really whipped for this man and I just wanna ssksksk-

You were already staring at him first, your eyes widened and you literally felt like you were salivating. He looked like a Greek god. The water running down his toned chest then falling onto his abs, made your legs weak.

He turned to you, drinking in the sight of your baby pink bikini. The way it adorned your curves made him want to pick you up and fuck you in the pool. He noticed the way you looked at him with dark, lust filled eyes he started showing off a little bit more. Flexing his arms a little and rubbing his skin.

You had enough, you knew what he was doing and you can’t stand it anymore. You got up, walked over to him and gripped his hips, then smashing your lips onto his. You didn’t think about the others, you just kissed him with everything you had. His hands kneaded at your skin.

“Um guys are you forgetting that WE are here” Youngbin shouted out, making you both break from the kiss. You hid your face in his neck, so fucking embarrassed while he stood there with a smug smirk.

DAWON:

He turned into mush, like literally. How smooth your skin looked,how confident and sexy you looked. It drove him insane. He sunk into his seat and just stared, his mouth slightly parted. His breathing deep, his eyes were BLESSED.

“I’m glad someone likes this, I don’t really think it suits me” you mumbled sitting down, a pout turning into a smile when you saw him look at you with wide eyes.

“I um I think you look beautiful, like a goddess”he whispered, his cheeks turning slightly pink. Oh god did you just say that Dawon. He wants to make you his, so bad but he’s afraid you’ll friendzone him. That would make everything awkward. Do it Dawon, ask her,

“I, um, do you know what. Would you like to go out, you know on like a date I just i love you so much and I’m-” “id love to Dawon”

ZUHO:

He’d be all mushy and lovey inside but he won’t show it on the outside. The other boys were gawking, like they’d never seen a woman in their entire lives. It was honestly embarrassing for juho but men will be men. He didn’t want them undressing you with their eyes, he didn’t want any of them to even think of you in that way. You were his, well he wanted you to be.

“Stop it, your like a bunch of teenagers. I don’t think y/n likes being undressed by your eyes so stop” he said with annoyance laced in his voice. His brushed his fingers through his hair and sat back down, it was honestly one of the hottest things you’d seen.

“Someone’s a little jealous” Dawon muttered out with a giggle, all was heard after that was a loud groan. They boys went off to do their own thing. You sat near him and gave him an ice pop.

“Thank you for telling them to stop but you honestly didn’t need to, they weren’t doing any harm” you said grabbing his hand and rubbing it.

“I liked seeing people like it, but the person I wanted to like it the most didn’t really seem to care” you muttered with a pout.

“Your beautiful” he groaned out and gripped your jaw before pressing his lips to yours.

ROWOON:

He would hype you the fuck up, like the moment you stepped out of the bathroom. He was your hype man. What can I say, this man loves you,of course he’s gonna be making sure you know your the most beautiful angel.

“Do you see that, now that is what a goddess looks like” he groaned out, rubbing his neck. He made you feel stunning, he made you feel like you were the only woman in the world.

His eyes ran up and down your frame, biting his lip. He’d just eat you right up on the spot, In front of everyone. This man didn’t hide his crush from you but he didn’t ask you to be his girlfriend so you just thought he was being a good best friend.

“You look fucking magnificent” he mumbled, like he was in a different world. His arms wrapped around your waist and he swung you around.

“Be mine baby” he whispered.

TAEYANG:

He’d be so flirty, like he wouldn’t shut up. Compliments being thrown at you every 2 minutes. He’d be very jealous too though, it was very crowded on the beach and a lot of people would stare at you,seeing people staring at you for a little too long made jealousy grow in his chest. He wanted to wrap you up and keep you for himself:( (okay Yandere Taeyang au anyone?)

“Did you wear this to tease me y/n Hm?” He whined, pulling your arm so he could wrap you in his arms. Swaying slightly, just so maybe they could get a hint and stop looking.

“Do you like all these men and women looking at you, dirty girl” he whispered in your ear, his hot breath fanning your neck making you cringe .

His hips pushed into yours, making you release a whimper. You felt embarrassed about doing this in front of lots of people but you found it so hot at the same time.

What are you doing to me yoo Taeyang.

HWIYOUNG:

(Oh my god ‘house of cards’ came on and I was literally doing body rolls while writing this lmao)

He couldn’t help it, his mind went straight to very explicit thoughts. The way your chest slowly moved up and down calmly, your tongue running over your pretty little lips. Which he wanted to kiss so badly. Stop Hwiyoung, you horndog. He bit onto his lip, his hands fidgeting on his lap.

“Bro stop staring” jaeyoon groaned out, rolling his eyes with a slightly disgusted look on his face. Hwiyoung slapped his arm before pushing him away.

He got up and lied next to you, he was on his side looking at you. You felt a hot breath on your face so you opened your eyes. Your heart quickened when you saw his beautiful eyes.

“What do you want now hwi” you giggled, running your fingers through his hair.

“A kiss maybe” he mumbled, placing his hand on your thigh, your eyes opened wide. You stuttered out a ‘what’. Noticing he wasn’t joking you sat up.

“Kiss me then, I dare ya”

CHANI:

He would act unbothered, inside he was freaking out. How could you just attack him like that. He gripped the towel on his lap hiding a not so little surprise, why did this have to happen to him now, infront of everyone. It was your fault.

“Come on Chani come play with us” you screamed out as you were being dragged to the water by jaeyoon and Taeyang. Great, absolutely fantastic. He couldn’t just ignore you, so he got up and wrapped the towel around his waist, walking slowly so it didn’t fall.

“Why are you wearing that” jae laughed out, tugging on the towel. Chani let out a low squeal as it was ripped away from him.

The boys bursted into a fit of giggles and loud laughing. you just stayed quiet because you get that could be really embarrassing. His hands found his way to his crotch to hide it. Everyone knew who caused it, they all knew it was you.

[dingdonghun]

Music Post~

I’m going to do a post on my favorite groups and my favorite songs from those groups, because I need a distraction.

This will be long so I will put it under a read more klgfdjhfdljh

If some are longer than others it is because I know that group much better than the others. I am still getting into certain groups!

... I will link every single song because I love you

I will also be adding my biases and wreckers for each group under the gifs! (Bolded means they are my ULTs)

(☀) I will add this if I really recommend the song, because it gives me fuzzies when I hear it!

OKAY, LET’S GOOO

Monsta X 

Biases:

Hyunwoo

Jooheon

Wreckers: 

Literally the rest of them

Currently though?

Changkyun

Group songs:

Amen

Rush (☀)

Perfect Girl (☀)

Hero

Jealousy

Stuck

Trespass

Livin’ It Up

Alligator

Solo songs/Covers:

Changkyun - Fly With Me

Changkyun - Instagram (☀)

Jooheon - Should I Do

Jooheon - Rhythm 

Jooheon - Stay Strong

Jooheon - Red Carpet

Collab songs:

Giriboy, Madclown, Jooyoung, No Mercy - 0

Jooheon - Mad Clown - Get Low

EXO

Biases:

Kyungsoo

(ot12) Yifan

(Ot12) Tao

Wreckers:

Minseok

Group songs:

Dancing King

Electric Kiss

Heaven

Playboy (☀)

Sweet Lies

She's Dreaming (☀)

Ooh La La La

Love Shot (☀)

Solo Songs/Covers:

Chanyeol - All Of Me

Chanyeol & Sehun - We Young

Kyungsoo - Nothing On You

Jongdae - I’m Not Okay (☀)

Jongdae & Chanyeol - If We Love Again

Suho - Do You Have A Moment

Suho - Dinner

Lay - What U Need

Lay - Give Me A Chance (☀)

Lay - Namanana

(ot12 for life idc) Kris Wu - Juice

Kris Wu - Like That

Kris Wu - July

Kris Wu - Tian Di

Kris Wu - B.M. (☀)

Kris Wu - November Rain

Luhan - Skin To Skin (☀)

Luhan - Roleplay

Luhan - Adventure Time

Luhan - Lu

Z.Tao - Black White (☀)

Z.Tao - Beggar

Z.Tao - 19

CBX songs:

Hey Mama 

The One

Blooming Day

Collab songs: 

Kyungsoo & Yoo Youngjin Tell Me (What Is Love) (☀)

Lay & Jason Derulo & NCT 127 - Let’s Shut Up And Dance

Lay & Alan Walker - Sheep (Relift)

Z.Tao & Wiz Khalifa - Hello, Hello

Kris Wu & Jhene Aiko - Freedom

Jongdae & Alesso - Years (☀)

BigBang

Biases:

Daesung

Seunghyun

Wreckers:

Jiyong

Group Songs: (I love every single song by BigBang so I am trying to be picky here gdfjhgfdkjhg)

Fxxk It

We Like 2 Party (☀)

Loser

Bang Bang Bang (of course)

Fantastic Baby

Bad Boy

Solo Songs/Covers:

T.O.P - Doom Da Da

T.O.P & GD - Zutter

GD & Taeyang - Good Boy

Taeyang - Ringa Linga

GD - One Of A Kind

GD - Crooked (☀)

GD - Coup D’etat

GD - Go

GD - Who You?

Taeyang - Eyes, Nose, Lips

Seungri - 1, 2, 3! (No I don’t support him, I think he is disgusting, but this was one of my favorite songs.)

Collab Songs:

Seungri & Mino- Where R U From

BTS

Biases:

Namjoon

Wreckers:

All of them

Currently Jimin

Group Songs:

Not Today

Baepsae

Airplane Pt 2

Come Back Home

Rap Line:

Ddaeng (☀)

Cypher Pt. 4

Solo Songs/Covers:

RM - Joke

RM - Moonchild (☀)

RM - Forever Rain (☀)

RM - Do You

J-Hope - Daydream

J-Hope Airplane

Suga - Agust D

Suga - Give It To Me

Collab Songs:

RM & Wale - Change

J-Hope & Supreme Boi - Hangsang (☀)

BTS & Steve Aoki - Mic Drop

NCT

Biases:

Doyoung

Jungwoo

Yukhei

Wreckers:

Mark

Johnny

Jaehyun

Group Songs:

The 7th Sense (☀)

Yestoday

Simon Says

Regular(ENG), Korean, Chinese

Whiplash

Touch

Baby Don’t Like It 

Baby Don’t Stop

Limitless (☀)

Solo Songs/Covers:

Ten - New Heroes

Doyoung - Mine (☀)

Doyoung - Breathin

Jaehyun - Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas (☀)

Stray Kids

Biases:

Jeongin

Bangchan

Wreckers:

Felix

Group songs:

Hellavator

Get Cool

N/S (Felix’s voice makes me blush like mad in this one.) (☀)

My Pace

iKON

Biases:

Jiwon

Hanbin 

Wreckers:

Junhoe

Group songs:

Killing Me

Rhythm Ta 

Dumb&Dumber

Love Scenario

B-Day

Bling Bling

Solo Songs/Covers:

Bobby - Tendae (☀)

Bobby - Holup! (☀)

Bobby - Firework

Collab/Sub-unit??:

MOBB - Hit Me

MOBB - Full House

Epic High, Bobby, Hanbin, Mino, Beenzino, Verbal Jint - Born Hater 

GOT7

Biases:

Jackson

Wreckers:

Jaebum

Group Songs:

A

Just Right

Girls Girls Girls

Stop Stop It

If You Do (☀)

Solo Songs/Covers:

Jackson - Different Game

Jackson - Papillon

Jackson - Fendiman

Jackson - Okay (☀)

Jackson - Bruce Lee

Sub-Unit:

Jus2 - Focus On Me

Block B

Biases:

Zico

Wreckers:

U-Kwon

Group songs:

Nillili Mambo

Shall We Dance

NalinA

Very Good

Collab songs:

Mino & Zico - Okey Dokey (☀)

Zico & Don Mills - Tough Cookie

Zico & Crush & Dean - Bermuda Triangle

Zico & G.Soul - Anti 

Zico & Dean - Pour Up

Solo songs/covers:

Zico - Artist

Zico - I Am You, You Are Me

Zico - She’s A Baby

Winner

Biases:

Mino

Wreckers:

None

Group songs:

Really Really

Everyday

Solo songs:

Mino - Fiance 

Mino - Body

SHINee

Biases:

Minho

Wreckers:

Taemin

Group songs:

Countless

Good Evening (☀)

Solo songs:

Key - Forever Yours

Taemin - Want  (☀)

Taemin - Move (☀)

Taemin - Thirsty

Taemin - Danger

Taemin - Sexuality

Taemin - Artistic Groove (I love all of his songs but we are trying to limit it lmao)

Jonghyun - Lonely

Jonghyun - Shinin’

Seventeen

Biases:

Hoshi

Boo

Wreckers:

Dino

Vernon

Group songs:

Trauma (☀)

Clap

Very Nice

Lilili Yabbay

Day6

Biases:

Wonpil

Wreckers:

Young K

Group songs:

Shoot Me

Congratulations

Solo songs/Covers:

She Will Be Loved

Solo Arts/Songs

This is for artists I have only heard solo songs from but not their group music OR just solo artists in general.

Jay Park - V(☀), Mommae, Me Like Yuh, Yacht, You Know(☀), Soju

Yongguk - Hikikomori, Yamazaki (☀)

Jessi - Wet, Gucci

Ravi - Nirvana, Bomb

Jung Yong Hwa - That Girl

Jooyoung - Wet, Call You Mine (☀)

Jimin Park - April Fools

Giriboy - Take Care Of You

Dean - Instagram

[fantasywritings]

Good Boy- Yoo Taeyang smut

warnings: very slight femdom

genre: smut: oral, male receiving, tease and denial, very soft femdom

summary: reader has a fantasy about using a vibrator on her partner, Taeyang; who hasn’t experimented with sex toys before.

The sound of water running down Taeyangs body could be heard coming from the shower. You sat on your side of the bed and waited for him to come back so you can tell him what’s on your mind lately.

“I waited for you” you said playfully as he stepped in your room with a towel covering his torso only, smiling from your previous comment.

He made his way to the drawers and picked underwear and a T shirt.

Despite him being a shy guy, he felt like he had nothing to hide from you, so he usually changed in front of you, today wasn’t an exception either.

“Hey Taeyang?”

“Mhm?” He turned his head while putting on his underwear, after he’s done dressing up he sat near you, pulling you in his embrace, head leaning on his shoulder and hand resting on his chest.

“Have you ever tried toys?” You asked out of the blue, you could see him smiling down at you, eyes in confusion, cheeks becoming slightly flushed.

“Toys? What toys?”

“You know... adult toys” you said while avoiding his gaze, you felt a bit embarrassed for bringing this up so suddenly.

“Why are you suddenly” he giggled in embarrassment, you felt bad for putting him on the spot

“Sorry I was curious that’s all”

“it’s fine, I’ll tell you everything you want to know, no, I haven’t tried it” he said, his checks getting redder.

“I’m really into them so I was asking” you said, still avoiding his gaze

“you are? tell me more” he said, fascinated, smiling down at you

“nothing too kinky, I just like using vibrators, i had to keep myself entertained when you’re busy on schedules or on the other side of the world” you said as you took in a breath “.. and I was wondering if I could use it on you one day” you finally looked at him, to see wether it was a look of approval or not.

“On me?” He said, still smiling down on you, shoving a hair strand behind your ear.

“Yes like, I was wondering if I could give you a handjob and try my vibrator on your cock” you said “we don’t have to” you added. Taeyang sat silent with a slight pout; his usual thinking face. you could tell he was thinking about this.

“okay, I want to try” he said with a soft smile “now? really?” you asked and he nodded as he leaned back on the sofa; hand caressing your cheek, motioning you to kiss him, he let you lead the kiss, your hand still resting on his chest.

“let me get the toys yeah?” you broke the kiss, he nodded as you got up to the closet, taking out a box and placing it on the bed as you go through the toys inside, taking out a wand vibrator, Taeyangs eyes widened a bit while observing your actions from across the room, hands resting on his stomach, waiting for you to control him like a good boy.

You picked the bottle of lube from the drawer next to him and hopped on the bed, placing the items right beside you.

“alright, where did we stop?” you asked while smiling, Taeyang didn’t waste any time and leaned back in to kiss you. You straddled his thigh, your legs from each side of his thigh, your hand making it’s way from playing with his soft hair to roam his body, lifting his shirt off and throwing it on the floor, allowing you to touch his bare skin. Deepening the kiss, your fingers travel from his trimmed chest hair down to his happy trail, your hand rested above his waistband as your lips left his, leaving soft faint kisses on his neck, making him want more. You noticed his member was semi hard, as the outline of his member changed from a shy flaccid cock outline to a growing erection outline.

Your fingers played with his waistband as you gave him a devilish look.

“Stop teasing or I won’t last very long” he said in a deep, impatient voice

“you’ll last for as long as I tell you to, right?” you shot an innocent look at him, for some reason it made him even more turned on than before.

“Anything for you baby” he said in a deep voice.

Your lips locked with his once again, your tongue asking for entry to his mouth, hungrily but gently sucking on his bottom lip. As your hand went down to touch his growing member over his briefs, his kisses became wetter.

Your hand slowly jerked off his member through the thin fabric.

You wanted to see his growing erection, not just the outline of it, you wanted to see his plump head peeking out and the pre cum leaking out of his tip.

you slowly slid down his underwear, his length sprung up as you took them off.

“Lay back baby” you motioned as Taeyang sat back comfortably on your bed, you kneeled between his legs and spread them a bit more.

Your hand held his cock up very gently from his base as you pressed a butterfly kiss to his tip, earning a shy moan from him.

Moving from circling his tip with your tongue to licking his shaft slowly. After he was completely erect, you faced his now plump and big head, placing another kiss as you get up on your knees to take the bottle of lube.

Squeezing the product in your hand and on his dick, being careful to not mess the bed sheets.

Your thumb drew circles on his tip, your hand embraced his shaft, going up and down, feeling the veiny texture of his member. Your thumb slowly massaging the area between his balls and base.

You lifted yourself up again to bring the toy, making sure it’s lubed enough so the friction would be pleasant.

“alright, if at any time you want me to stop, go slower or faster, just tell me okay? I want to please you the best i can” you said and he nodded, giving you a sign to start this new experience.

Your hand embraced his cock from its base, keep it still as you placed the vibrator on spot that connects his head and shaft, going up and down.

“How is it?” You asked while pressing the vibrator to the same spot, earning a moan back as an answer, causing you to smile, that’s exactly the feedback that you wanted.

You then lowered down the vibrator wand to gently press on his swollen balls, as your other hand jerked his shaft and drew circles on his base every now and then.

At first it felt like Taeyang was stopping himself from being vocal, since he was unfamiliar with the feeling, but after getting over the initial shock, he wasn’t shy anymore and gave you whiny moans as feedback.

You then quickened the pace of your strokes, his dick slightly moving in your hand, his sounds hinting that he was close.

You decide to play with him a bit, just before he thought you’d jerk him off to finish, you let your hand loose, lowered the level of the vibrator on his balls.

His hands jumped almost immediately to his cock, but you pushed them away before he could grip on his aching cock.

“...why” he whined in frustration as his body squirmed.

It felt bad to tease him like that, after being such a good boy and let you experiment with him, but at the same time, you couldn’t resist it, and you knew it would make his orgasm even more intense.

“sssh.. ssh” you whispered gently as you put the vibrator on his shaft, on a higher level, earning a moan from him. Then you lowered the vibrator back to its previous position on his balls. Your other hand made its way to wrap around his cock, sensually massaging his tip, making eye contact with him as you spit on it, causing his body to squirm a little more. using your thumb to spread the liquid on his tip and pressing faint kisses on his shaft. Once again, you gripped his aching cock and jerked it fast, faster than before.

As he was getting out of breath you let your hand loose once again. Earning another whine from this good boy. This time his hips automatically raised up to thrust the air, needing something to finish him off but being the good boy he is he didn’t dare to touch himself, in fact, he liked that you have power on him, he liked to feel dominated by you.

As his head fell back once again, tears started forming at the corners of his eyes. At first you were slightly worried, but knowing your partner, if he wanted to stop he wouldn’t hesitate to tell you. Denying him two times is enough for this experience, after all, you don’t want to overwhelm him or make him cry in despair.

You ditched the vibrator, your hands going back to his cock making him squirm as you continue at a slower pace, not wanting to make him painfully sensitive.

After a few light strokes you quickened you pace, you wanted him to experience the best orgasm of his life, your hands worked faster and better than before on his shaft, while you softly pressed kisses to his balls, earning a train of moans.

His thighs were trembling

“please...please” he mumbled under his breath, his shaky voice have you goosebumps.

“You earned it” you reassured him, but he was too fucked out to listen to your words.

His dick twitched in your hand, at this point he stopped caring about the sounds he was making, as you continue to jerk him off on high speed, his hips jerk up as he let a loud grunt, a big load of white thick liquid splashed on your hands, the amount of liquid that spilled out of his pretty tip really seemed as if you emptied out his balls.

You wrapped your lips around his member, causing him to intensely squirm. You hungrily sucked the liquids off of his beautiful cock until his member was completely soft again.

You stepped out of bed, bringing tissues so you can get him cleaned up and any other possible mess.

“Wow.. I came a lot” he said shyly, cheeks flushed from the intense orgasm he just experienced.

“Does that mean you liked it?” you asked naively

“Yes” he chuckled and gave you a sweet eye smile. Almost out of energy, he pulled your body close to him, pulling you in his embrace, resting your bodies together

“You’re amazing” he said in adoration

“You’re amazing for letting me live my fantasies” you kissed the top of his head

“I love you” you murmured into the kiss

“I love you too” he said in a smile that made your heart melt.