salt on her tongue he's stunning | KTH x f.Reader
“The story begins on the morning after your belated wedding night. You had no knowledge of sex, and especially female pleasure, before Taehyung changed your life with nothing but his tongue. He seems so peaceful this morning, his lips so innocent, and as you stare at them, reminiscing about last night, there is only one desire filling your chest: you want to taste him just as he tasted you.”
Pairing: Army General!Taehyung x Royal Healer!Reader
Genre: Historical!AU, Royal!AU, Arranged Marriage!AU, Smut, Romance
Warnings: switching?, idk there aren’t really definite D/s roles in this, he serves first and then when she goes down on him and he goes a lil dumb yk, post wedding night giddiness, lazy mornings after that lead into morning sex, nudity, making out, nipple play & sucking, oral sex (f. & m.receiving), rimjobs, trying to hold out for longer and failing, edging (f.receiving), whines & giggles, using a pillow to muffle himself, Tae’s hands, cum swallowing, snowballing, pussy fingering, handjob, she is so adorable, he is so whiney and vocal, thigh humping, multiple orgasms (f.receiving), aftercare with lots of snuggles, also there is more plot about the king 👀
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a/n: GENERAL!TAE’S STORY IS NOT OVER! i yell as they drag me back to my cage 😭 no but seriously, it’s not over i cannot stop thinking about him. he now sits up there next to sanguis!yoongi & ogc!kook aka the men that changed my dna. y’all have so much fun, this is basically a bonus scene to the last main chapter <3 also ah! leave some comments my lovelies 🤍
You wake before Taehyung, gazing at him as you let yesterday repeat in your head. His kisses, his touches, his tongue between your legs and the grand final which made it even better. It still feels unbelievable. All of it. The memory is both arousing and highly giddying.
You actually had sex last night.
And it was amazing.
You giggle quietly, touching his arm. His muscles are relaxed because he is still sleeping. You massage him, gazing.
Letting him in completely was so worth it. You might have acted like a complete delinquent, but you had so much fun that you do not even care. You really don’t.
You feared that perhaps you might wake up and regret everything, but you do not even feel embarrassed for it. Just giddy and insanely proud.
You comb your fingers through his hair.
You are still naked and cold air cools your exposed shoulder. The mannered version of you should get dressed, but the real version of you does not want to. You have never slept naked before, not even in the summer. It should embarrass you because it is highly uncourtly, but it doesn’t. It is exciting because it means that you had sex with Taehyung. And you like him so much.
Wow, you had sex.
People will call you uncourtly if they ever find out that it was just for pleasure. The thought should scare you, but it only enrages you.
Uncourtly.
What does that even mean? It has never been about manners. It is nothing but a means to control people through shame and fear mongering. The king really messed up when he blackmailed you and therefore showed you the truth behind all these rules.
Why should you act “courtly” when it meant giving the king proof that he controls you? You will never give him this satisfaction again.
You love Taehyung and you will not be separated from him. You run your fingers up and down the exposed parts of his body. His skin is cold because it is winter and the rooms are cold. Hopefully he doesn’t feel like freezing. You should tug him in.
You work very diligently, settling under the covers with him as you lie back down.
His eyes are open, racing over your features. Your pulse increases instantly, your tummy flutters.
“Did I wake you?” you ask.
“I love you”, Taehyung whispers urgently as if he was burning to tell you even in his sleep. As if he woke up solely to declare it. As if he would have burst otherwise.
“I love you too”, you whisper it back, running your fingers through his hair.
“Closer.”
You scoot to him and work with him to get you into his arms and against his chest. Naked skin against naked skin. How absolutely, world-changingly, amazing. His scent engulfs you, he warms you up and hides you away from the world.
This is so important to you.
Your marriage to him is so important to you. You close your eyes and put your arm around his waist, pulling yourself tighter against him. He is becoming your beacon of safety, one hug at a time.
Taehyung inhales deeply and exhales in a huff of air. Like a dog that settles happily into a few more hours of sleep. You join him.
Normally, this is the time where you get up and start the day, but you promised Taehyung a lazy morning. And truth be told, after all the sixteen hour shifts you pulled to distract yourself from your growing feelings, you dearly need a lazy morning.
And sleep. Lots of sleep and cuddled against Taehyung’s chest, it has never revitalised you more.
When you wake again, your bodies have produced quite a lot of heat. Just slightly sweaty where your skins touch, you unglue yourself from him. He grumbles, opening his arm albeit very pouty.
“Don’t leave.”
“I won’t, but I’m thirsty.”
“I can go.”
“No, it’s alright. Stay.”
You open the blanket, instantly shivering. The winter is definitely not the time to be running around nude. You work quickly to get some water, covering yourself in your shift just to fight some of the cold.
You return to bed. Taehyung peels his eyes open, running them over you. You are focused on drinking, eyes glued to nothing in particular and nipples hard under the shift. He does a double-take, tummy fluttering. His mind went there. He could have noticed anything else, but all he sees are your nipples. Last night really did it to him.
“Just what I needed”, you finish half of it then offer the jug to Taehyung, “you should hydrate.”
His heart palpitates. You are offering the same cup you drank out of. This is so intimate, so romantic, so typical for couples.
“Thank you”, he says and drinks with a dry throat. His feelings for you are suffocating him, but before he can act on them, you are out of bed again. “Where are you going? Come back to me.”
“Soon.”
You do not seem like you are getting ready to leave. The moment of intimacy is still ongoing. Your legs are bare, your feet without shoes and your collarbones are exposed. This version of you is unkempt, practically naked and real. Only he gets to see it. You claim the space you are owed, walking each step with confidence.
Taehyung dreamed of having you in his bedroom in this specific way for so long.
“Now I’m freezing brrr”, you say and run back to bed. He opens the covers for you, having to gasp when you seek him out without being asked to do so.
You snake your arms around his torso, nuzzling his chest and rubbing yourself against him with cute noises leaving you.
“So warm, how wonderful. You are like my own personal stove.”
Taehyung does not know whether to hug you back or crumble into a million pieces.
So he lies in your arms frozen until you let go and the moment passes.
You flip to your other side and pick up what you got.
“Honey cake?”
Taehyung opens his mouth and lets you put a piece of cake onto his tongue. You eat the other piece. You shared.
“This is the worst breakfast ever. We will feel so tired all day with the lack of nutrition.” You snicker. “I have truly become a rebel.”
“Hah, yeah.”
“What’s the matter?”
“I just don’t think this is real. Am I dreaming?”
You cradle his face and kiss him. Your lips taste like honey, his heart does somersaults in his chest. He pulls you closer, hands claiming the small of your back and the nape of your neck. You are so real. This feels so real.
The kiss breaks but the tingles remain.
“Does this feel like a dream to you?”
“More than anything.”
Your gaze softens, you trace his cheek.
“We’re both dreaming then because I feel the same.”
“You also feel as if your chest might burst?”
“Yes and as if my lungs are expanding and my stomach is infested with ants.”
“Exactly. Are we both sick?”
“Maybe, but then I do not want to find a cure for it.” You snuggle against his chest. “I’m so happy.”
He finally hugs you back, cradling the back of your head and holding you oh so tight that it accidentally rides up your shift.
“I’m happy too.”
You snicker, “you just made my shift go up my butt.”
“Really?” He touches your naked buttocks, eliciting a shaky gasp from you. “You are right. What a perfect ass.”
You giggle and crane your neck to look at him.
“Do you like my butt?” you ask.
“I do.”
“I like your butt too.”
He smiles.
“I don’t regret anything from last night”, you confess.
“Yes?”
“Mh-hm. I really like being with you this way. When we move to the hanok, we can have many mornings like this.”
“I would love this very much.”
“But not too many. I still have to be a good healer.”
“Of course. I wouldn’t want you to slack.”
You agree with him by nuzzling his chest again, purring happily. Taehyung feels on fluffy clouds.
You rub his back and waist, sneaking a cheeky bum grab as well. Taehyung chuckles, tensing his buttock. You match his happiness with giggles and a dreamy look. One he has to retort by kissing the tip of your nose.
“I like you.”
“I like you too.”
“Hehe.” You kiss his lips quickly then grin at him.
Taehyung is so happy. This version of you makes him fall even deeper for you. You shimmy back just enough to talk comfortably.
“Are you warm?” you ask.
“I am.”
“What about food? Are you hungry?”
“A little, but don’t call for the servants. Then this ends and we have to be mannerly again.”
“Alright. Then we wait. If this continues, we will end up having lunch instead of breakfast.”
“It is barely even eight, you just wake up way too early.”
You agree in a happy giggle, tugging strands of hair behind his ear. You massage it afterwards.
“Are you sure that you are warm enough? Your ear is cold.”
“Yes”, he says, chuckling.
“Sorry. I acted like a healer again.”
“It’s adorable. Don’t stop on my account.”
“I just…really like touching you and I don’t know how much is too much because I never felt like this with anyone before.”
“You will have to do a lot of touching for me to grow tired of it”, he says, making you giggle yet again.
“Yes?”
“Mh-hm. I am officially diagnosed with touch deprivation”, he jokes.
“Oh? Oh that is indeed a very grave illness. I will prescribe you with touches from me for an indefinite amount”, you play along, which makes him giggle and scrunch his nose.
This moment couldn’t get any better. Your eyes race over his features, gaze becoming more and more serious.
“What are you thinking?” he asks.
“That you were so different last night.”
“I was?”
“Yes. You are so sweet right now, but last night you were so sensual. I mean, you had your tongue down there.” You fluster. “It’s difficult to believe that you are the same person.”
“You really must have liked my tongue to still think about it.”
You nudge him, “you are teasing me again.”
He grins, nodding his head.
“If you had to rank it. What did you like the most? My hands, my tongue or my cock?”
“Taehyung.”
He laughs, stealing a chaste kiss.
“I couldn’t resist. I like teasing you.”
“You are really unfair, now I’m getting warm again. You know, warm.”
“Yeah? And what do you want me to do for you?”
“Nothing, you’re being mean.”
“I’m not being mean’, he laughs.”Come on, tell me. Don’t be shy."
“Can I really pick?”
“Of course.” He massages your ear softly. “Anything you want.”
You hesitate for a moment, but truth be told, you are only thinking about his tongue. Even if you tried to go back to the sweet moment, you couldn’t. You want him.
“Can you do the thing with your tongue again?” you ask, playing with your hands shyly.
Taehyung nods his head, eyes crinkling in a happy smile. He closes the distance, kissing your cheek.
“I’m happy, my darling”, he whispers, petting your head.
“But before you do it, I have to tell you something.”
“Alright?”
“I want to try holding out longer than last night.”
“Yeah?” His gaze softens. “You think that you can do that?”
“No, probably not.” You pout.
Taehyung snickers, kissing it.
“But maybe you could try not being so good and then I can hold out for longer?”
“You want me to be bad on purpose?”
“Yes.”
He laughs, “why would you even want to hold out?”
“Because I don’t want it to be over so soon. It feels so good and I want to enjoy it.”
“Mhm how can I say no when you make such a compelling argument? Fine, I will suck on purpose.”
“Thank you.” You settle on the pillow and close your eyes. “Now I’m ready.”
He chuckles, finding you beyond adorable.
“Alright. Here I come”, he purrs and bites your cheek softly.
“Hey. Not nice”, you laugh with him.
“Just needed to make sure that you are not consumable.”
“Oh my gods, you say so much sweet stuff.”
He smiles, running his hands down your sides.
“Shift on or off?”
“I think I would get cold without it.”
“Perfect. You’re so tempting in it”, he says and kisses your neck, hands squeezing your waist in a sensual way. “You can stop me any time you need.”
“Yes, alright. I don’t want to stop.”
“Mhm, me neither.” He begins to kiss your neck, but stops when you tug his hair. He lifts his head. “Yes?”
“I want your tongue really urgently.”
“Ah, I see. So you wish for me to drag it out, but you also want my tongue instantaneously? Am I correct?”
You hesitate for a moment, flustering.
“Yes”, you whisper, painting a grin onto Taehyung’s features.
“Oh? So the woman gets licked once and now she is even too impatient for foreplay is that it?”
“Yes”, you mumble, avoiding eye contact.
Taehyung chuckles, pecking your lips. “I’m obsessed with you.”
He leaves your lips with a little bite, shimmying down the mattress until he is between your legs. He knows that you want him to rush it, but slows down despite it, placing kisses on your inner thighs. They are so warm this morning and incredibly soft.
You try to keep your eyes open, focusing your attention on your breathing. There must be a technique behind control and you are hellbent on figuring it out. Taehyung inches closer to your pussy, increasing the fluttering of your heart. It felt so good last night, you cannot wait.
“Remember to suck”, you say, tapping his head as if to call his attention.
“Of course”, he purrs, placing one last kiss to your thigh. Afterwards puts his lips around your clit and sucks.
You gasp loudly, sitting up in shock and pushing his head away.
“You said that you would suck!”
Taehyung laughs deeply, looking up at you.
“I did.”
“You- Tae, that’s not what I meant with it”, you whine to which Taehyung simply laughs and kisses your thigh.
“I can’t resist teasing you.”
“Hmpf, you’re so mean”, you mumble and drop back into the pillow. You keep your hands in his hair just in case. “Don’t be mean again, I’m really trying.”
“Mhm alright. How is this?”
He connects the tip of his tongue with your folds, outlining them without including your clit.
“You have to suck more.”
“Mhhm alright.”
You know what is coming, you knew the very second you said it. Taehyung sucks on your clit a second time, purring around her as he does.
“Tae! Don’t do that”, you mewl, back arching off the sheets and toes curling. “Tae stop, Tae please I’m going to-”
Taehyung stops right at the tipping point, leaving you with a deep, aching void which screams to be filled. You mewl, gripping his hair with all of your fingers.
“You’re so mean, you’re so fucking mean”, you mewl, shaking your head from side to side.
He chuckles, apologising by swirling his tongue down to your entrance. A gasp silences you, fingers falling from his hair to grab your own thighs instead. How easy you are to shut up. Taehyung is bloody obsessed with you.
Slick has already gathered by your entrance coating his tongue. A faint hint of his own orgasm lingers in your taste this morning. He blames the late night creampie he gave you. He likes it, eating it up with soft purrs while you try really, really hard to breathe normally. It is difficult after the stunt he pulled previously. The void still aches and waits to be satisfied.
He definitely is not bad on purpose. This feels just as good as it did last night. Everything about it. The movements, the shape of his tongue, how wet it is and how warm. The only difference is that you at least know a little what might happen. It isn’t as surprising, but not any less exciting.
“Taehyung, stop please.”
He lifts his lips, gazing up at you.
“Please try to be bad.”
“Is this working too well, mhm?”
“Yes.”
“How about this then?”
He swerves his tongue further down, lapping at your rim. Tingles run through you, weakening your legs to the point of dropping them against him. He pushes you apart again, hands sliding to the back of your thighs so he can press them up into your body. Your legs lift this way, vulnerable hole at his full mercy and pussy stimulated by the squeezing of your thighs. His tongue suddenly feels ten times more amazing and deeper. The void is screaming in delight, getting filled rapidly each time he curls his tongue and squeezes your legs together. He does this on purpose, he moves them in a slight circle just so your pussy gets stimulated.
“No Tae, this isn’t helping. A-ah, Tae…please….I have to-”
He stops, takes it away right before it hits you.
“No, no, no. You’re mean”, you whine, stomping your feet on the mattress like a kid throwing a tantrum.
“Oh?” Taehyung laughs fondly, gazing up at you with widened eyes, “what a darling reaction, my love.”
He stops your legs, kissing your inner thighs.
“You’re doing all of this on purpose, you’re working me up o-on purpose.”
“I’m not, I’m only dragging it out.”
“But it’s awful. It hurts”, you whine.
He chuckles deeply and kisses your pussy, “I know, darling.” Kiss. “Let me try something else.” Kiss. “Yes? It will suck on purpose.” Kiss.
“Yes, do that. You have to suck on purpose”, you say, watching him curiously propped up on your elbows.
He parts your pussy gently with two fingers and puckers his lips to let saliva trickle down. You watch it drip on you, holding your breath. He connects other hand with your pussy, spreading the spit on her in circular motions. Once happy, he flips his hand palm up and uses the lubrication to push two digits inside.
“You tricked me”, you squeak, dropping into the sheets and clenching around his fingers.
“You got me”, he chuckles, spitting on his fingers to lube them up even more. You are already wet enough on your own, but Taehyung is into it. And judging by how much more slick you produce, you are as well.
“I trusted you. Ah…Tae…you’re me-mean.”
“You learn best through experience, darling. You can’t practice when you don’t experience the real thing”, his words are dripping with amusement, his eyes are focused on his digits. Your pussy stretches around them so prettily, taking him like she was waiting for him. Taehyung is addicted to pleasuring you and it has only been four times at this point, well three and a half of he is honest avou the messy morning fumbling a few weeks ago. He curls his fingers deep inside you, soaking the sheets.
“You promised”, you whine, fire in your belly growing with each curl. He reaches spots you needed touched so bad. Every second with him is like heaven on earth. Oh he frustrates you so much, but you cannot bring yourself to stop him. “You promised….”
“I know that you can do it. Just let me help you”, he whispers, lowering his tongue to your exposed clit. He does not lick her directly, instead he traces the area around her, working up your anticipation and the aching void inside. He keeps the rhythm of his fingers constant, timing the curl of them whenever he bottoms out. You are so sticky inside, coating every inch of him. He loves that he affects you so much, that he is a husband who is able to get his wife wet.
“You promised to help me”, you whine, breathless and worked up. Holy fuck, Taehyung is obsessed with your voice when it sounds like this.
“I am”, he purrs, placing kisses on your clit. He keeps them chaste, just a faint tickle. One kiss. Two. Three. Four and five. He darts out his tongue with the sixth and licks you with the seventh. Just once to wet your clit so he can blow air on her afterwards.
The change in temperature shoots blood straight to her, forcing you to drop your hand over your own mouth and squeeze your eyes shut.
He looks at your face. There she is: the pleasure-high woman of last night who finally gave up on thinking.
Taehyung licks your clit once again to coat her in warm spit then blows on her. Cold air swirls on your skin, making you flinch and whimper behind your hand. The third time he does it, you have to arch your back and by the fourth you put your other hand over your mouth as well.
Your clit is throbbing, begging for his tongue. Your pussy squelches loudly around his digits, insides burning up in desperation. You want to be licked. You want it. You want him. Please you want to be licked.
Taehyung moans happily and finally takes in your clit to warm her up. He does not suck, instead he lets his lips sit around her as he moves them like he was kissing you.
Your little sounds are heavenly to him. It is adorable how quickly you gave up on your plan.
He does not mind that you did, it was a silly plan anyway. As if he would suck on purpose when he can drag it out in other ways.
Like taking it away when you tense for a high. You flinch like he punched you, frozen for a second before you mewl loudly and kick your feet again. Little tippy taps, filled with urgency and desperation. He chuckles, amused beyond comparison and slips his fingers out just so he can crawl up the mattress. He wraps them around his hard cock, using his mouth on your swollen nipples while he guides his tip through your folds. He lingers every time he is at your entrance, pushing in just enough to give your cunt a taste of him.
You cannot stay still, hands unable to decide where to grab him so you grab him everywhere. All of it.
The question of what you liked most was a trick question because Taehyung is giving you all of him. Tongue, fingers and cock.
“You tricked me again.”
“Mhm-hm maybe”, he purrs, sucking your nipple through the fabric. His head is pounding, holding back is difficult for him. Every time he pushes his tip inside, his body begs for him to go all the way. But he cannot. Judging by the rapidly increasing tempo of your breathing, he is working you up to an orgasm again. It is so exciting how easy it is to make you fall. Taehyung is obsessed with you. He does not change anything. He grinds his cockhead on your pussy, pushes inside, leaves when your cunt aches for more and repeats the grinding motions. All while his lips turn your nipples into a sensitive, swollen mess.
Your fingers, shaky by now, clasp his shoulders and dig into his flesh. One more. He can allow himself another push, moaning deeply because fuck it feels so good to be inside you. The grip on his shoulders deepens. Taehyung lifts his lips and steps back, holding your legs open to watch your pussy beg for release.
“Why would you- no- aaah Tae why would you do that?” you are almost sobbing your words, hitting the mattress in frustration.
“I am helping you drag it out, darling. Can’t you see?”
“I don’t like it, no I don’t”, you whine, wiggling your hips.
“So you changed your mind, mhm? Want me to make you orgasm?”
“Yes, please.”
“I don’t know, I’m not convinced.”
“Please don’t be mean to me, please can you make me orgasm? Please.”
“Good girl. I’d love nothing more than that”, he purrs and lowers himself between your legs again. He parts you, slipping his fingers back in your pussy.
“More.”
“More?” A third joins, stretching you. This is paradise.
“Yes. Taehyung….”
“Fuck, you’re making me so hard”, he murmurs and wraps his lips around your clit to kiss her slowly. His own taste coats his mouth first. Masculine and tasty. He knew that he leaked quite a lot. He still does, soaking the silk sheets. If this continues he might need to fuck the bed for relief. Everything aches.
“Taehyung…” oh what a sweet moan.
He gazes up at you but gets stuck on your nipples. The wet fabric is sticking to them. They are calling to him. So he lets your cunt close naturally, not that a lot changes because by now you hold your legs open very far, and runs his fingers up to your chest. He massage your left nipple, using the fabric to his advantage for added stimulation.
You don’t say anything, instead you gasp loudly and slam your hands onto your own eyes, mouth falling open in a silent moan.
Your clit throbs in his mouth, asking to be licked. Taehyung curls his fingers and presses down on your g-spot, flicking his tongue up and down your clit. He manages to get to three flicks this morning, an improvement, before your orgasm rips through you.
“Tae”, you squeak, legs closing around his head and hands falling over your mouth. You are muffling yourself, entire body tensing from the effort. He licks you harder as a result, tickling every single wave of pleasure out of you with his long fingers. That is where he wanted you: lost in pleasure from all the edging. These are the kind of amazing orgasms you deserve. He does not stop until your hips instinctively flee him and your voice comes out as mewls.
His fingers taste like your orgasm and his past pleasure as he licks them clean, you whimper so sweetly above him as you catch your breath.
Taehyung kisses his way back up. His love drunk eyes are soaked in adoration, his lower face is messy. He smiles so brightly that it crinkles the corners of his eyes.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” he asks.
“I did. It felt so good and made me so hot.” You mewl, hiding your eyes. “You didn’t follow my plan.”
“Because it was a silly plan. It never would have worked.”
“You don’t know that. I could have lasted.”
“Yes?” He rubs your clit with his fingers, making you gasp loudly. It is proof enough that no matter what he would have done, you would have been sensitive.
Defeated you drop in the sheets, glaring up at him.
“I don’t like you.”
“Really?”
“Mhm, you are a mean man who likes teasing me.”
He chuckles, taking you into his arms and nuzzling his nose into your head. His heart is racing like crazy.
“So you hate me?” He bites your ear gently. “Do you wish to find out what I do with my enemies?” he threatens, fingers dangerously close to your ticklish spots.
“Okay! I love you, I lied”, you giggle, fleeing him before he can attack you.
“That’s what I thought. Give me a kiss.”
“I blame you”, you say, lips tingling from the kiss.
“Good. Blame me. I’m so happy.”
“I’m happy too, Tae.”
To your surprise, he settles against you afterwards. He serves without expectations.
Taehyung, happy about pleasing you, basks in the lingering taste of you. It is fading from his tongue. His lips long stopped carrying it. Your scent makes up for it. So nice, so safe. He could doze off again.
“Taehyung?”
“Mhm?”
“Can I try to lick you?”
“Yeah”, he inhales deeply, “mhhhm this makes me hot in my tummy, my darling.”
“Because I thought that maybe you would like it as well and we still have a lot of time in our lazy morning, you know?”
“I know and I’d like this very much.”
“So yes. Okay. Lie down on your back and I will use my tongue.”
“Like this?”
“Yes. Like this.” You pet his shoulders. “Are you comfortable?”
“Very.”
“Then I will start. Right?”
“Yes, start.”
He smiles at you, nodding his head. He loves every second he gets to spend with you.
You slip off the bed, disappearing from his view.
“Where are you? Yah!”
With a skilled grip and a strong tug, you pulled Taehyung to the edge of the bed. He is gawking with his mouth wide open and his eyes comically round.
“I told you, it is all about technique”, you say, kneeling in front of the bed.
“You are a dangerous woman. Fuck, I thought that I was about to die”, he says and drops his head back in the sheets, laughing loudly.
You laugh with him, hugging his right leg. You want this moment to last forever. Just you and him bonded by laughter.
“I could also lift you if I tried.”
“I believe you.”
You share snickers and it happens naturally that it just kind of dies out. The silence is comfortable, your gazes are locked deeply. Taehyung cradles your cheek, eyes softening.
“I adore you”, he whispers.
“And I you”, you breathe, kissing his palm before you place your kisses on the inside of his thighs instead. Just like he does when he licks you.
Taehyung rests back on his elbows, stroking your head every now and then to make sure you know that you are adored.
You reach his intimate places, looking at him for approval.
“You’re doing well”, he encourages you.
“I really like your cock”, you confess in giggles, connecting your lips with his balls to kiss them.
Taehyung bites his lip, trying to stay calm in order not to scare you away. This is your chance to explore, to figure yourself out and Taehyung is more than willing to be part of it. You lift your head, lips glistening and pupils dilated.
“You smell differently down there. I like it a lot.”
“Yes? I clean myself daily.”
“That’s good, personal hygiene is very important for healthy geni- I’m sorry I’m being a healer again.”
“That’s alright, whatever makes you feel comfortable.” He softens his eyes. “You don’t have to this if you aren’t ready.”
“I am, I want this”, you say and lower yourself again, trailing your kisses along his shaft. You hum every now and then, hands on his thighs which makes kissing him difficult. You snicker, Taehyung does as well. He helps you by grabbing the base of his cock and holding it in place this way.
“You’re doing good”, he praises, aching to be inside your mouth. Five years. Five fucking years without getting his cock sucked. And now he is getting it adored by his beloved wife. Taehyung might very well start drooling.
Your soft lips reach his tip, exploring it in kisses. Taehyung sighs, cradling your cheek. His thumb traces your skin, his touch is filled with adoration. Deep breaths. Stay gentle. Even if he feels like he might scream because of how good you feel.
“I like this a lot”, you whisper.
“Me too”, he answers you just as softly, breath hitching in his throat when your tongue darts out. You flick it up and down like he did with your clit.
Taehyung moans softly, caressing your cheek.
“My darling”, he whispers, tingles in his stomach gentle and constant. You are unknowingly making him so incredibly desperate. He allows you the slow time for a while, working through the growing desperation by holding your cheek.
You swirl your tongue, again just like he did. Taehyung takes deep breaths. Three of them before he finally breaks.
“Beloved?” he asks.
“Yes? Do you need a break too?”
“This is nice, but I like something else more.”
“Oh. Alright. I’m sorry, I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“It’s okay, you’re doing great. Can I just show you?”
You nod your head and sit back on your heels. Taehyung straightens up, caging you in between his legs.
“Give me your hand.”
You let him take it.
“Now stick out two fingers.”
You obey, albeit a little confused.
“Imagine your fingers are my cock. This is the base and this is the tip”, he explains, tracing your fingers gently.
“Alright.”
Taehyung leans in, connecting his tongue with the base of your fingers to drag it up to the pads. This sends goosebumps all over your body. It is so sensual and arousing. He looks into your eyes and slips your fingers between his lips. Wet and warm. Nice.
He sucks, creating a suction sensation around your fingertips. You have to rub your legs together because of it.
“I can see why you would like that. This feels nice.”
He hums and sinks your fingers into his mouth, pressing the flat of his tongue to them. Once all the way in, he moans.
“Oh? I can feel that.”
And up he goes again, moving his tongue left and right before he ends it with a flick on the tip of your fingers. He kisses them, then your lips.
“This was so sensual”, you talk into it.
“Mhm, felt good to do” he licks your lips. “Do it on my cock, please.”
“Okay”, you say, breaking the kiss so you can dance your lips down his torso.
Taehyung settles back on the sheets, closing his eyes in anticipation. He wants to be surprised, it only adds to the pleasure. You take his legs and push them into his torso. He chuckles, hooking his hands behind his knees. A peculiar way to start the blowjob, but he is not one to stop you. Especially because you leave such wonderful kisses down his thighs.
His balls next, your tongue darts out to lick them. Taehyung purrs, biting his lip and smiling. He sets his feet on the mattress, getting comfortable. He cannot wait, heart pounding.
Your tongue suddenly goes southwards, hands sliding to his hips.
“What?”
You connect your tongue with his hole, just like he does to you. Taehyung gasps and grows silent. You look up at him. He is stuck in a back arch, lips parted and lungs refusing to breathe. How arousing to watch.
You move your tongue, like he did, in circular movements. The pleasure shoots through him like a seizure, he drops his back again, releasing his breath in a needy moan. How satisfying. And his hole is really exciting to feel with your tongue. The texture is so interesting and his skin is so soft. You understand why he went there last night. And this morning. Oh, this morning it drove you absolutely frenzied. This is fun. You don’t want to stop, hoping to drive him just as frenzied.
You wrap your right hand around his length and jerk him off. Your eyes are glued to it, watching your own movements while your tongue dances on his rim. It is so exciting because Taehyung’s thighs keep twitching against their will. Oh, you love seeing him getting pleasured. The curious healer in you loves it just as much as the adoring wife does.
Perhaps if you increased the speed with which you masturbate him and tried to bury your tongue in his hole, something new could happen. You attempt to fill him, just like he did. It is more difficult than he made it seem. The resistance is strong, making you really work for it. It isn’t something Taehyung does voluntarily, it is simply because his hole is unexplored territory.
You have to really wiggle your way in there, resulting in intense sensations for him. Especially paired with the handjob you are giving him.
Taehyung has to scream. He shouldn’t but he has to. Panicked, he takes a pillow and bites into it. He gets it. He finally gets what you went through last night. Holy fuck, he did not go easy on you. How in the ever living hells did you stay sane?
But then.
The way you currently feast on his ass like a hungry beast is very far from sane. He did that.
He created a monster and he is paying the consequences.
Slip.
Taehyung’s eyes rip open, his neck tenses as he fights a mewl. Your tongue finally managed to breach him. You moan into him, twisting your fist around his cockhead.
“Stop. Stop, stop, wait”, he chants, pushing your head away, “wait.”
You sit back, abandoning his intimate places. His taste still lingers on your tongue, fading slowly now that he pushed you away.
“Oh thank gods, that was close.”
“What was close?”
“You almost made me orgasm.”
Your gaze turns shy and giddy, “so you liked it? I thought that I could lick your hole first before I do the thing you really like. Just like you always do.”
“I have never had a tongue there.”
“Whaaat? So I… Tae this is exciting, so I gave you something first too. Now we are equal.”
“Yeah”, he laughs breathily and drops in the sheets, “holy fuck, you don’t know how hard I am.”
“No, I do”, you wrap your hand around his cock, “a very hard example, mhm very voluptuous and delicious. I prescribe you with a cock sucking”, you are joking, making him snort.
“You drive me absolutely insane. Please, can I have the remedy?”
“Of course”, you say and snicker, “I shall be the best remedy.”
His reactions really motivated you and encouraged you to act, so you do not feel nervous lowering yourself to his cock. As a matter of fact, you feel utterly excited.
You begin with a kiss, then a lick. His taste became stronger, coating the tip of your tongue and as a result exciting you for more. You try to remember what he did. First lick up the shaft. Yes, let’s do that. Taehyung makes a desperate sound, tummy tensing for a second. Then swirl your tongue on his tip.
“I’m gonna go insane”, he says under his breath, rolling his hips.
Now finally take him in.
“___”, Taehyung moans, hand falling to the back of your head and toes curling on the sheets. Truth be told, he has a difficult time holding back his orgasm. It’s been so long and you excite him so much that it is twice as hard. And then you had your tongue in his hole. Taehyung is struggling.
This is the best thing ever! Your jaw has to work more than you expected to, but you don’t mind. You sink him in further, finding it difficult to swallow your spit. But you don’t want to slip off and waste time swallowing, so you let it simply trickle out of you. It covers your fingers and his shaft, taunting you to move. Maybe you should.
“Fuck. ___! Ahngn”, Taehyung exclaims, silencing himself with his own hand. He bites into his
palm, legs dropping into the sheets just so they can swipe around aimlessly. New salty goodness spills on your tongue. How rich in flavour, how surprisingly exciting! You close your eyes and moan, relaxing your jaw so you can move your mouth up and down his tip.
His muffled noises reach your ears, mixing with the wet slurps your mouth automatically does as it masturbates him. Maybe you could use your left hand to hold his waist. Your thumb digs into his muscles, his skin burns hot and he seems unable to stay still.
You love this so much, moaning around him again as you suck. Taehyung closes his fingers on your head, accidentally grabbing a bundle of your hair. It tangles in his hand, spreading a dull tugging sensation on your scalp. You like it a lot, moaning around him oh so loudly that Taehyung’s once deep moans pitch.
He squeaks, breathing heavily to the point he is panting as if he had to run. This is intoxicating you, turning you frantic. You speed up your hand and grip his waist tighter, trying to push himself deeper. And deeper and deeper. A gag runs through you, but you pay it barely any mind. You slip up his cock and let the saliva wet your handjob, gathering all of your hunger to feast on his first few inches. They are the most sensitive anyway – unbeknownst to you – and Taehyung reacts with a desperate, helpless plead.
“You are making me come. I-I can’t hold it when you suck me like - holy fuck -like this.”
Good. You want to get him there. You want to feel his orgasm, hear it, experience it and taste it. Shit, you really want to know how it tastes. Your moans are constant, your wet mouth sloppy. Taehyung grasps your head with both hands.
“I-if you don’t want me to, to release inside, you have to ah slip off.”
You don’t slip off, you keep moaning and sucking.
“___ I really can’t-”
You give him a nod of your head and a pleading look up. Taehyung understands, eyes rolling back in bliss.
“___ darling”, he moans, arching his back. He grips the sheets and twists them, ripping his mouth open to moan silently. A second later you get a mouthful of his orgasm.
You squeak in surprise, spilling way too much because you did not expect such masses. You gag a little as you rediscover your rhythm, head going dizzy from his taste. Holy shit, this is amazing. Overtaken by greed, you find yourself again and suck him off vigorously. It only makes his orgasm so much more intense, overstimulating him to the point of having to bite his own hand again.
Holy shit, he can’t stop throbbing. Holy fuck, it is like you are sucking the sanity out of his cock or his soul and life and anything that keeps him together. The overstimulation builds and builds and builds until it suddenly bursts and Taehyung panics.
“I can’t”, he sobs, cradling your face, “I-I can’t I’m dizzy, stop please.”
You slip off of him with a bop of your lips, letting his ruined cock drop against his stomach. You instantly close the distance to him, kissing him just like he showed you to do. His orgasm coats his lips and tongue, your hands explore his torso hungrily and you sit down on his thigh. Taehyung is still out of it, holding your back for dear life. Then he feels it. He feels how you begin to instinctively hump his thigh, needy moans tickling his lips and skin getting marked by your cunt.
Sucking his cock made you so desperate that you are chasing another high. He has to grab your ass and squeeze, letting you move on your own and kissing you so much deeper. It really doesn’t take long, it doesn’t. You got so worked up, so wet and sensitive that it is truly only a matter of a minute before your body shakes in this distinctive way Taehyung learns is your orgasm shakes.
He enjoys it just as much as you do, heart beating irregularly in his chest. To think that mere two days ago, you were too ashamed by your own needs. And now he has you chasing another orgasm after you sucked him dry. Taehyung is so happy for you and he loves you so much.
The kiss breaks with the end of your high.
“O-oh”, you let out weakly, slacking atop of him.
“You needed that, didn’t you?” he purrs his words, rubbing your back.
You whimper happily, nodding your head. Everything is fuzzy and warm and nice. You like him so much and what he does to you.
“Did I do a good job?” you ask quietly, shyly almost.
“You did such a good job. I feel breathless”, he is dragging his words.
“I’m so happy”, you confess, giggling into his neck. “I…really…really like orgasms.”
“Me too. Mhhm darling, I can’t believe you did that.”
“Yeah, me neither. I feel like a real woman now. Thank you for being so patient with me, I know I didn’t make it easy for you.”
“Please don’t worry about it. I only hope that you really wanted it.”
“I did. So much.”
“That’s good”, he whispers and sighs when you press a kiss to his cheek.
“Are you thirsty?”
“Maybe a little.”
“I’ll get you something”, you say, rolling off him to hurry to his water jug. You fill two cups then return to the bed. “There you go.”
“Thank you.”
You share the water in silence, exchanging giddy looks because nothing feels as nice as being together. Once the empty cups are discarded by the bed, you snuggle up under the blanket. You rest your head on his arm, painting mindless patterns on his chest.
“I really don’t want to leave this room today”, you confess.
“Me neither.” He stubs your temple with his nose, placing a kiss on it afterwards.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
“You said last night that you have a plan for the king. Are you going to kill him?”
“No, not yet.”
You look up at him again. Taehyung feels so connected with you.
“I see. I was asking because I actually thought about how I might be able to help.”
“Yes? How is that?”
“What if we poisoned the king?”
“Huh?”
“Nightshade, hemlock or wolfsbane. Just to name a few. Most will make it seem as if he died in his sleep.”
Taehyung studies you very seriously.
“What?” you ask.
“Remind me never to get on your bad side.”
You snicker, “well it is for a good cause. It will save hundreds of lives.”
“You are truly one dangerous woman.” He chuckles his words, kissing your temple. “But not yet. We have to be clever about this. First we need to get the court on our side so that once we kill him, they do not overthrow us. I’m the military so it should be an easy task to convince them.”
“I understand. Gain allies first, then strike. It is careful and clever. What then? Are you going to become king? Wait. Am I going to become queen? Can I still work as a healer then?”
“I was actually thinking that perhaps my mother could take the throne. She is the first born sibling, it should have been her all along. If we could convince the court of her competence, we could give her what she is owed.”
“A female head of state. I like it. It is about time that we modernise. And you think that your mother would cooperate?”
“I am quite certain, but I will have to talk to her and my aunt first. I will leave for the countryside in two days.”
“What? You’re leaving me?”
He smiles softly, “are you going to miss me?”
“Yes. I just found my true me who loves you and wants to hold you. I think the state should wait so I can hold you more.”
He laughs, “wow, you are indeed a rebel.” He caresses your cheek. “It will just be a few months.”
“No.” You hug him as tightly as possible, pressing your face into his chest. “No, I refuse to let you go.”
“But think about it, beloved. It is the perfect opportunity to make the king believe that we have fallen apart. It wasn’t certain that you would accept my proposal to move. If I leave now, it looks as if we had a fight.”
“But I don’t want to make it seem like that.”
“But we have to. You are going to be safe from the king while I am gone. He will think that you are still under his control because you refuse to go with me.”
“What if he doesn’t believe it?”
“He will.”
“No. No, I will go with you. Hyeonah and Sooyeon are capable of running the hospital in my absence. I could lie and say that you invited me so that we can build a countryside hospital.”
“Oh? I did not think that you would like to leave your hospital.” He kisses your head. “Of course you can come with me and make the countryside hospital an actual thing.”
“Yeah, right”, you laugh.
“I’m serious.”
“Wait. Really? You think that I could make it work? I always dreamed of bringing medicine to the simple folk.”
“You could make anything work, darling. I believe in your competence and wisdom.”
“This means a lot to me, thank you.”
You exchange a kiss.
“But then we have to wait a while longer, so I can prepare. Perhaps we can leave in a month so it doesn’t seem suspicious. You know, make it seem as if we came up with the idea in our hanok”, you say.
“Mhm, you’re right. Then the plan is set.”
You wiggle yourself free, sporting a blinding smile.
“This is perfect. I’m very excited. I already have so many ideas for the hospital. And the king thing as well.”
“But don’t be too excited about the latter. We cannot let people know what we are planning. At least not yet.”
You nod your head, “I am very good at acting like nothing is going on. I pretended not to be totally obsessed with you for months.”
“Yes. Right. That was very rude of you.”
You snicker and smooch his cheek.
“I’m sorry. But now I am very ready to be your wife.”
“Mhm good.”
You tug him in and kiss his ear. Then you get comfortable, keeping enough distance so you can look at him.
“I am so happy to have you by my side, Taehyung.”
“You don’t know how happy I am to have you, ___.”
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