synopsis ▸ theo has never felt the need to be gentle with anyone—until you that is.
δ — nsfw (mdni), loss of virginity, fingering, unprotected sex, dirty talk, big dick tae, size kink, taeyang being a softie, dacryphilia, plot twist…? i think
requested ▸ anon
ᯓ an — soft dom taeyang!! i've been thinking about him for a while and wrote him on a whim enjoy hehe
MASTERLIST
softdom!taeyang has been nothing but an upstanding gentleman to you.
He holds open doors for you, takes off your coat for you, holds out the chair, pours you your wine, drives you home until you’re safe and sound and leaves you with an innocent kiss.
It never goes farther than that. because you’ve never initiated more, and the last thing he wants is to push too far and scare you away, never mind the fact that he wants to pull you over the console and make you ride him in your driveway.
softdom!taeyang who knows you’ve never crossed that boundary with anyone and that you’re so nervous to, so he never brings it up to respect you.
Until one night, when you’ve shyly invited him in after date night to watch a movie on your couch and you’re sidled up to him with your knees tucked on his lap, the short skirt of your dress riding dangerously high.
He keeps his hand at your knee, a safe distance, and lets his thumb draw mindless shapes on the soft skin. But that seems to be your undoing, because you’re breathing a little too hard, squirming a little too much, and burying your face in his neck and whispering his name in a voice so soft and so wanting, that he nearly breaks his own vows.
softdom!taeyang, who’s known for his ironclad self control. who, at the moment, wants to abandon every bit of the gentleman his mother has nursed in him to see you on his knees before him, your pretty lips stretched around his thick cock.
“What’s wrong?” He teases instead, pressing his thumb into the divot on your knee.
You let out a quiet whimper, tilting up to nose at the spot behind his ear. “Tae…”
Your breath brushes against the sensitive skin there, and he has to hold in the shiver that wracks through him.
He turns to nudge his forehead against yours, pulling your gaze up to his. But it flits away as quickly as it comes, a deep flush rising to your cheeks.
“What is it, love?”
He watches the way you chew at your lip, the way you squeeze your thighs together, the way you fist nervously at the hem of your dress.
It’s such a sweet sight. He’s never wanted to ruin anything more.
softdom!taeyang who’s never had to be soft before, who has to rein himself in from just shoving his way into your cunt and letting you deal with it.
No, he lays you out on your back instead and pushes up your skirt to expose your already ruined panties, pulling them aside so he can tease a finger against you all soft and slow.
He can learn to be gentle, at least just this once.
But fuck, the effort it takes to not just piston his fingers into your fluttering cunt and make you cream on his fingers within seconds… he deserves an award.
But you’re so affected already, gasping and whining as he only circles your pulsing clit with a light finger, your folds pooling with your arousal as you lay there so pliant and open and flushed and embarrassed.
He presses his palm to your stomach, riding his hand up the skin and slipping it under the dress to feel your stomach fluttering and tensing under his ministrations.
“You’re so responsive,” he murmurs, eyes locked onto the way your nipples have peaked through your dress, chest heaving under the tight fabric.
You drape your hand over your face to moan behind it, thighs twitching where they lay open and splayed at your sides.
He laughs fondly, a short thing that trails off to when he sees your hole clenching around nothing.
He traces his finger down the slick mess to gently prod against your entrance, revelling in the full-body shock that jolts through you.
His brows raise at the stark reaction, lips creeping into a grin when the realization comes.
“Have you never touched yourself here?”
When you shake your head no, he feels himself pulse with a violent need under his slacks.
softdom!taeyang, who ignores his own, painfully hard cock as he works you open on one finger, holding your flighty body down with a hand on your hip.
“Tae’ng,” you slur, walls clenched so tightly around the unfamiliar intrusion. “I-It’s too much…”
He tsk’s softly, eyes locked onto the way you’ve swallowed in just the tip of his finger, your slick pooling and dripping against the digit.
“Already?” He asks, slowly pulling it out before pushing it back in just the same, his finger sinking in easily until the second knuckle with all the gathered slick.
He feels himself kick in his jeans at the needy whine that spills from you, your body going so tense.
“You’ll be fine,” he soothes, before pushing his finger in to the hilt, watching your jaw fall open with a silent wail. “You’re gonna have to take more.”
softdom!taeyang, who, instead of making fun of how dumb you are on just two of his fingers, whispers sweet nothings as he scissors you open.
“See?” He says, pressing down on your stomach when you jolt up as he curls his fingers in you. “You’re doing so well already.”
“Does it feel good? Feels good, right?” He asks when he’s caressing that gummy spot inside of you, making you tremble and sniffle about how yes, ‘tfeels so good Tae.
“Think you can take more for me?” He asks into your neck while he’s kissing you there and pumping his fingers into you with long, deep strokes.
“Yes you can,” he whispers when you shake your head, pressing a kiss to the heated apple of your cheek as he slowly sinks a third finger in, the space so tight and nearly unforgiving as he pushes in.
“It’s okay, love,” he comforts as he feels you pulse around his fingers, crying his name out around a ragged sob. “Just let it out for me.”
softdom!taeyang who gathers you in his arms and lets you wind down from such an intense high, picking you up and finding his own way into your bedroom.
He’s never been in here before, but that’s the last of his worries as he lays you down and climbs on top of you.
He holds your hazy eyed, tear streaked face, ravaged with the urge to push his still slick fingers into your mouth and make you lick them clean for him.
Instead, he leans down and presses a whispering kiss over your trembling lips.
“Was that okay?” He finds himself asking.
When you sniffle, giving a short and jerky nod, he feels his heart crack open. “Y-Yeah,” you hiccup, your shaky hand wrapping around his wrist. “F-Felt good.”
He kisses you again, deep and lingering, before he pulls back to rest his head against yours.
“Think you can take more?”
softdom!taeyang, who wastes no time when you give him the go, stripping you to nothing and holding you down when you try to hide away from him.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs into your cheek as he reaches down to pry himself free, sighing at the relief of finally letting himself some pressure. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
You cling onto his frame, clawing at his shirt, and he gives without fight, lifting up to slip it off of himself.
He looks down at you when he hears your gasp, seeing your eyes locked onto where he stands hardened and leaking.
He can’t help the grin that climbs his lips as he wraps his fist around himself, giving himself a slow tug that has a groan brewing deep in his chest.
“What is it?” He asks lightly, resting his hand on your knee. It twitches under the touch.
Your wild eyes snap up to his, and he falters when he sees a hint of fear muddled behind the shock.
“Y-You—“ You cut yourself off with a shaky breath, fists clenching down on the sheets. “It’s not gonna f-fit.”
He leans down anyway, hovering over you with a hand braced at your side as he settles between your legs that part for him anyway, like some innate instinct.
“It’s okay,” he coos, lowering to peck your lips. “You can take it.”
softdom!taeyang, who can barely fit his tip inside you before you’re tensing up and crying about how it hurts, immediately pausing to make sure you’re okay.
He wraps an arm around your shoulders and cradles your head, kissing the tears off your cheek as they fall.
“Hey, hey,” he whispers, tucking his nose against yours as he rests his head against you. “Look at me.”
His heart withers when you let out a quiet sob before opening your eyes, eyes that are welled with glittering tears.
“Do you want me to stop?”
Relief washes through him when you shake your head. Because with how tightly, deliciously you’re squeezing around him, he wasn’t sure he could pull out even if he tried.
“Y’r too big,” you say quietly, voice thinning out with a broken whine when he twitches inside you.
Fuck, he wants to just sink in all the way, bathe in your warm heat. But he takes a breath and quells the raging urge. He needs, wants, to take care of you. And that won’t be the way.
“I’m sorry, sweetie,” he mumbles, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. “But you can take it. I know you can. You just… just gotta let go for me, ‘kay?”
He traces his thumb over your cheek, smearing the tear that slips down it. He waits for his words to settle behind that cloud in your eyes.
“Just relax. Let me in. I’ll take care of you, promise.”
softdom!taeyang, who keeps his promise. who finally sinks into you to the hilt when your body allows him in, settling with a guttural groan as the wet heat envelops him. he hopes he dies right here.
“That’s it, love,” he whispers, wrapping his arms around your waist as he gives an experimental roll of his hips, lips twitching when you shudder with pleasure rather than pain.
He presses another kiss to your lips, swallowing up the soft little whine you let out when he grinds into you again.
“Told you, didn’t I?” He asks, slowly pulling out until just his tip catches against your hole. “Told you you could take it.”
Then he slams back in, crashing his lips over yours to swallow up the cry he was anticipating.
He fucks you in earnest, pounds into you with long, firm strokes, hard enough to leave you seeing stars but not enough to hurt you again.
Because at the end of the day, there’s a limit to how gentle he can be before his selfish needs take over. But he’s lucky that he’s found himself a darling that can take it, that can take it as he holds her down with one hand and pistons into her with no restraint, that can take it as he calls her confusing names (“such a pretty little slut” “dumb little bunny can’t take my cock?”), that can take it as he tells her such lewd, degrading things (“this hole was just waiting for me, wasn’t it? made for me, hm?”), that can take it as he fucks her until she cums, until she cums again, as he driving her into overstimulation with no regard for how sensitive she is.
You take it all, just as he asks you to with that deceptively sweet voice of his. But he keeps his promise well—he takes care of you until you’re crying yourself to sleep in his arms with his cock still buried snugly inside you.
softdom!taeyang, who’s not so sure he can be so soft next time. but he can try if you want him to… just don’t expect it to happen often.
piercings, tattoos, and flowers, oh my! masterlist.
the flower nook (y/n’s gang).
choi’s tattoos and piercings (keeung’s gang).
part 001.
part 002.
ongoing series, more to come soon!
summary: the flower shop has been there for so long. everyone knows that little corner store for their beautiful bouquets of flowers. but what happens when a tattoo and piercing shop moves across the way? will love come and find the shop? no one knows….
⤷ synopsis ᯓ when your daily dose of doom scrolling on twitter accidentally leads to you liking a random porn video from a — not so random anymore — guy.
⌗ nsfw (MDNI)
an: literally felt the urge to write some series after reading @jongseoul's smaus... idk how this will work but i will try dramatically looks up to the sky... show some mercy comment something even if its idk 67
omg were you the one who wrote that challengers au of jiyong and seunghyun last summer?!? i went crazy for that fic but i haven’t been able to find it. was it deleted?
That unfortunately was not me, I wish I had half the talent 😩😩the user who did make it deactivated their account a while ago and I haven’t been able to access those bomb fics since :(
