paring : kim taehyung x reader
Authors note : please be nice this is my first fanfic!
it was a cold stormy night.. y/n and taehyung were cuddled up on the couch wrapped in a blanket watching a romcom. it was one of your favorites..you looked up at him but he had already been looking at you with a certain look in his eyes..
“what?” you asked, trying not to laugh.
taehyung quickly looked back at the TV.
in taehyung’s mind ; god she’s so beautiful..
you raised an eyebrow. “you were definitely staring.”
“i was watching the movie” he insisted, even though the movie had been playing in the background for the past ten minutes without either of you paying attention.
a loud crack of thunder suddenly shook the windows. you both jumped, then immediately started laughing.
“okay, that one was actually scary” you said
“i wasn’t scared” taehyung replied, pulling the blanket higher around himself.
“sure you weren’t..” you said in a teasing way.
another flash of lightning lit up the room. taehyung grabbed the remote and paused the movie.
you nodded, following him toward the kitchen as the rain continued tapping against the windows.
as you guys were walking into the kitchen taehyung stopped right in front of you.
he picks you up without any warning and puts you on the counter… he then gently brushes a strand of hair out of your face pushing it behind your ear.
taehyung then put a finger under your chin to make you look up at him.
his dark eyes were sparkling.. he then kissed you aggressively like he’s been waiting to kiss you all day.
you kissed back even hungrier.
he deepened the kiss even more but this time he slipped his tongue into your mouth…
things were starting to get heated..
you felt his tongue slide into your mouth and instantly folded.
you wrapped your legs around his waist as you started tongue kissing him back.
taehyung was extremely hard..he deepened the kiss even more. as he deepened the kiss he started unbuttoning your blouse.
as taehyung gently slips your blouse off your shoulders you started to take his shirt off and break the kiss just to pull the shirt over his head.
taehyung puts his lips up to your ear
“is this okay, baby..?” taehyung whispered, his voice dropping into a low, raspy tone that sent a shiver straight down your spine.
you nodded slowly and reached for the waistband of his sweatpants. as your knuckles grazed the fleece, a sharp, ragged breath hitched in his throat. he leaned his weight into you, his body coiling tight with restraint, every shallow breath hot against your neck, his chest heaving as his pulse hammered visibly against his collarbone.
his hands slid up to rest against your hips, his thumbs pressing firmly into your skin to hold you steady as his forehead rested against yours.
“tell me what you want..” he murmured, his breath brushing over your lips, dark eyes searching yours. the hesitation in his voice was completely gone, replaced by a deep, breathless urgency that left no doubt about how badly he wanted you.
when your fingers slipped under the elastic band, a quiet, broken groan escaped his chest. his grip on your waist tightened, pulling you flushed against him until there was no space left between you, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. he tilted his head, capturing your lips again. this time deeper, slower, his whole body trembling under the weight of your touch.
he hauled you right to the very edge of the marble, your legs wrapping around his waist as he hitched you flush against his chest. the contrast was dizzying. the cool counter under you and the suffocating heat of his body pressed hard between your thighs.
a low, guttural groan dragged out of his throat when he felt you shift against him. his hands slid up under your shirt, palms searing hot as they gripped your bare waist, lifting you slightly so every press of his hips aligned perfectly with yours.
“look what you’re doing to me..” taehyung breathed, his voice wrecked, a rough rasp against your skin as he dragged his lips from the pulse point on your neck up to your mouth.
his hand slid lower, slipping down past your waist to cup you through your panties, his fingers applying a firm, deliberate pressure that made your back arch off the counter with a sharp gasp. he didn’t slow down. his thumb worked in a slow, heavy rhythm right through the damp fabric, catching every desperate sound you made and swallowing it into a kiss that was deep, wet, and completely possessive.
he broke away just enough to look at you, his pupils completely blown wide, breathing coming in hard, shallow hitches. with his free hand, he hooked a finger into the side of your panties, tugging the fabric roughly out of the way.
“i’m not waiting.” he rasped, his eyes fixed on yours as he guided himself directly against you. the slick, white hot friction made him curse under his breath, his head falling back for a split second before he looked right back into your eyes. he rolled his hips forward, a slow, relentless slide that buried him deep inside you, a low groan vibrating through his whole chest as your body clenched tight around him.
he didn’t give you a second to adjust. his hands locked onto yours hips, holding you pinned to the counter as he set a punishing, rhythmic pace. each deep, deliberate thrust knocking a breathless cry from your lips, the wet friction and the heavy thud of his body against yours filling the quiet room.
the pace grew frantic, his breathing reduced to short, ragged hitches against yours filling neck. his fingers bruised your hips, anchoring you to the edge of the marble as he drove into you with a relentless, desperate rhythm. every deep thrust knocked another breathless sound from your throat, the friction slick and overwhelming until your entire body coiled tight around him.
“i’m right here..” he gasped, his dark eyes locking onto yours, pupils blown wide. “keep looking at me, baby.”
when your muscles clamped tightly around him, sending a sharp wave of pleasure through your chest, it completely broke his restraint. taehyung let out a low, wrecked groan, his head burying into the crook of your neck as he surged deep one last time, his hips shuddering hard as his own release hit him. he held you flush against his chest, both of you completely breathless, the quiet kitchen filled with the heavy sound of your synchronized breathing.
slowly, as the adrenaline began to subside, his hands softened on your waist.
he didn’t pull away immediately. instead, he rested his forehead against yours, his chest heaving against yours while his thumb gently stroked the warm skin of your hip. he pressed a series of slow, lingering kisses to your temple, your jawline, and finally the corner of your swollen lips.
“you okay?” he whispered, his voice raspy and soft, completely stripped of its earlier urgency.
you nodded, leaning into his touch as the cold air of the kitchen started to settle over your skin. noticing the faint shiver that ran through you, taehyung carefully eased himself out of you with a quiet breath. he immediately pulled down your shirt to cover your stomach, then gently unclasped your legs from around his waist so he could lift you up off the counter and into his arms.
he carried you out of the kitchen and toward the bedroom, wrapping you in the heavy duvet as soon as your feet touched the mattress.
after grabbing a warm, damp cloth to clean you both up, he slipped under the covers beside you, pulling your back flush against his chest. he hooked an arm around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder and pressing a gentle kiss to the side of your neck.
“get some rest, sweetheart..” he murmured softly, his hand tracing soothing circles over your stomach as his breathing finally showed to a steady, rhythmic pulse. “i’ve got you, my sweet girl..”
