summary: Graduation was all you needed to graduate and Taehyung the only smart one in your class that could help. One quick study session would be good enough you say, but money isn’t what he wants, your session could turn around into a steamy session quickly or will you just not graduate?
pairing: dom!tutor!taehyung x sub!reader
warnings: dirty talk, pet names, etc
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“Taehyung” you say .He turns looking at you. “Yeah” he questions. “Um ,I know you usually don't tutor people, but I really want to graduate this year,I can even pay you” I express with concern.He looks at me as if he’s irritated, but he then says “fine” turning and walking away. As he walks farther you yell “so that's a YES?” He continues walking, putting his headphones in.
Later
Historys in session
Sitting by Taehyung, you keep looking at him and your work.
“Earlier was a yes” he says looking me in my eyes. Then going back to his work.
We both sit there in silence.20 mins later the bell rings, everyone gets up and packs leaving the room.I catch up to Taehyung tapping on his shoulder.
”Umm so when are we studying?” you say
“Follow me”
Walking through the halls “So where are we going” you say.All that is heard is others talking, “Umm, Hello?” you say.
Opening the doors leading to the outside you both head to his car.
He opens the door and says, “get in” getting into the car he hops in and starts the car. “Look I'm not much of a talker okay,…not trying to be a dick “He says turning towards me.You couldn't hear a word he said, because you never noticed how beautiful he was till now. His eyes left you an unforgettable memorization of the color brown. His nose, lips complemented his face well.Seeing the whole picture you wondered how you never noticed how beautiful he was till now.” We’re going to my place” he says turning the car on and driving
10mins later.
His House
His house was no joke like everyone said, my house compared to his is about 3 times bigger.One day I would like to get a house this size, but for now all you needed was to graduate.
“You coming” he says turning around
“Oh, yeah” you follow him up towards his room.
Going into his room you see a room that is rich. There's two guitars, posters of some bands, and he has like 15 suits in one of his closets with a king size blue bed.”So are we gonna study or you wanna keep looking at my room” he says you chuckle a bit “yeah, my bad” you say sitting besides him
40 mins past
“So that was all to it, man I must be dumb or the teacher” you say laughing
“It's probably the teacher, Mr Jinwoo, He’s only there to get a paycheck, he doesn't care” he says shaking his head
“I wish the school looked more into the teachers, So I wouldn't struggle so much” you say
“You can always come back if you need help again, I don't mind if it's you” he says and then you notice you guys are a little too close. You could feel his breath almost, backing up you laugh awkwardly rubbing the back of your neck flustered a bit.”Well I should get going, Here's your money” you hand it out to him , but he doesn't take it. “Here take it” you say
“I don't want your money” He says holding my hand.He looks up at me as if I knew what he was about to ask next.Getting up, he walks towards you “You see I already have money, why would I need more” you take a step back “th- then what do you want” you say hitting your back onto the wall. Chest to chest he puts himself down to your height. “You” he says smirking
“Me?” you laughing nervously “Why me” you say “Well I did tutor you right” he says placing his hand above you onto the wall.”Now look at me” you don't look up, nervously you just look down.He then places his other hand on you chin lifting your chin to look into his eyes.He kisses you giving you a little peck.You feel the blood rush to your cheeks.”No need to be flustered now”He says kissing onto your neck he then places his hand onto your waist moving you towards his bed as he kisses your collarbone.Pushing you onto the bed he removes your shirt.”Y/N…I saw how you looked at me in the car, so you don't gotta be in denial” he says bringing the blush back to your face,You move your hands onto your face flustered that he caught you. Grabbing your hands he says “Now that I caught you, you don't know how to act?” he says smirking going down as he kisses your stomach removing your bra leading him to remove your pants slowly. Breathing heavily you see his bulge.Sitting halfway up you grab onto his pants “I can help you with that.” you say looking at him.He nods looking away.Sliding his cock out you grab onto it.Wrapping your hand around his cock you jerk him off pressing your thumb onto his tip he loses it.He tosses you back onto the bed throwing his glasses to the side.You see his face all sweaty and hot.Removing your underwear he grabs your hips placing you onto him. He uses his hand and fingers you “You're wet already” he says smirking. “Tae I would have never guessed you, you would be this way.” you say heavily out of breath. “Well, for you, I will be” he says as he pulls his finger out putting his cock onto your entrance he puts it in slowly.Taking his time so your comfortable.Tae, you moan out
He picks his paste up causing you to moan loudly.He covers your mouth. “Wait” you guys pause,There’s a knock at the downstairs door. Eventually you hear the door open and then you guys hear footsteps.You both get up in a hurry putting your clothes back on as fast as you can “I think its my mom, she said she was coming back around this time, but I forgot, sorry” he says.Hearing the footsteps leading up, we run sitting back to the table with are books.The door opens and its his mom “Hi, who are you?” she says with a smile.
“Oh, this is-” Taehyung is cut off “ She can speak for herself Tae”
“Im Y/N” you smile nervously
“Well I brought dinner you guys come and eat.she says closing the door.
Getting each other situated you and him head downstairs.Sitting side by side you begin to eat. “So you guys go to the same school?”she says, cutting into her steak looking down.”Yea were in history, and math together”He says placing his hand onto my thigh, rubbing onto my thigh he moves his hand closer and closer.”You, know Taehyung has never brought someone over here before” she says looking at me. “Oh wow r-really” you say nervously as Tae presses onto your clit. “Well we’ve gotten closer over time, and decided to study together…she needed help to pass a test so I just helped her.” he says smirking as he moves his fingers up and down into you.”Wow, that's really nice of you Tae, no offense son but Im proud”she says smiling.Swatting his hands away you button your pants back up. “S-sorry where's the bathroom” you say getting up she points down the hall saying make a left them, first door on the right.
MeanWhile Taehyung
“Ima go check on her, She wasn't feeling well earlier.” he says getting up from the table
“Okay, Son, well Ima go to your grandma’s and see how she's doing.Make sure to take her home, when you're done”She says winking and leaving out the door.
He just laughs it off while she closes the front door locking it.
Walking down the hall he opens the bathroom door and sees you getting off by yourself.
“Who said you could do that” he says cocking his head to the side.Grabbing you he pushes you out of the bathroom pinning you to the wall.”Your mom Tae” you say worriedly “Shes not here don't worry”he says.He then whispers in your ear “Ima fuck you on the kitchen table to where you wont be able to walk” he says as he kisses your neck making you moan softly. You both hit onto the walls .You look and you see your red lipstick on his face.He looked so hot and then you knew you wanted it, you were yearning for it.”Tae fuck me right here” you moan heavily out of breath.”Be a good girl and be patient for me” he says and pushing you onto the kitchen table.Facing the table you say “fuck me hard Tae” he shushes you “Earlier I said I was gonna fuck you till you can't stand, so dont worry about that sweetheart.”He grabs my hair wrapping it around his arm as he puts his cock in me.He thrust in and out.He lets go of my hair grabbing onto my waist if a fast motion he thrust making me moan his name out.”Tae” you say heavily out of breath.Moaning was the only thing you did because he was fucking you senseless.He picks you up and you wrap your legs around his torso.”Look at me while I fuck you” he says as you bring your head back up.He thrusts making your back arch.You look away knowing his eye contact made it hard for you.He sets you down and pulls you into a room .A room with a big ass mirror. He throws you onto the bed. “T-tae w-wait” you say knowing what he’s about to do. “He flips you over having you face the mirror.Locking in your arms behind him he puts his cock in grabbing your hair making you look up he says “Now I can see what faces you make for me” He says looking at me through the mirror. He pounds you,over and over and whispers “Do that face for me again”He says hot and heavily.”T-that face you do, makes me want to pound you harder and harder”he says, so he pounds you making immeasurable pleasure for you.Eventually you feel so much pleasure the moment of ecstasy hits you. Tae is the only thing you moan as your legs shake uncontrollably.You both cum at the same time laying next to each other for a minute and you both say “Study session tomorrow?” You both laugh holding each other.
⌖ Pairing: f reader x taehyung
⌖ Rating: 18+M Words: 4.6k
⌖ Genre: Librarian!Taehyung, Yandere!Taehyung/Obsessive!Taehyung
⌖ Warnings: dub-con behavior, mentions of insecurities of self, flirting, pining, stalking of sorts (not really), dirty talk, phone sex, dom themes, sub themes
⌖ Summary: As the saying goes, never judge a book by its cover, but when you find yourself falling for the new employee at work, you throw caution to the wind, letting temptation lead you down a spiraling path of deception.
Your nerves were on edge, something that never happened to you, but it was getting harder and harder to contain. The energy between you and Tae had shifted somehow in the recent weeks you’ve gotten to know him. Whenever you were scheduled near his section, you couldn’t help but to peek at him through the tiny cracks on the bookshelves, pretending to put books away, feeling a shiver run down your spine when he would glance in your direction almost as if he could see you. And it really did seem like he was looking right into your soul with the way he’d lick his pretty lips locking his eyes with yours. He couldn’t really see you though, not with the way you hid so well, but sometimes you weren’t so sure.
When you weren’t busy satisfying your curiosity, you’d attempt to have adult conversations with him, but that only challenged your sanity. Simple things like the way he tucked his hair behind his ear, or how he casually fell into bedroom eyes when he spoke made the ache in your chest unbearable. It didn’t take much for him to get under your skin, and he knew just how to do it. Innocent conversations easily turned into torture when he focused on your mouth as you spoke, letting his fingers linger a little too long on your skin, setting off an explosion of goosebumps.
He would behave this way at work, but whenever the day was done, he'd return to his normal respectful self, ready to walk you to your car. Some nights he’d join you for a platonic dinner and others, he’d just go straight home. Your head was spinning with so many unanswered questions, doubts and insecurities. To make matters worse, you had been scheduled with him this entire week and it was getting harder and harder to avoid him. You really didn’t want to stay away from him, but you weren’t sure if he was just being nice, or if you were reading too much into things.
Not to mention he always seemed to know where you were, or when you were leaving. He was always around you making it difficult for you to resist his charms. It’s not like you were complaining, his face was always a welcome sight. Whenever you talked with him, you spoke about many topics, many of which you both had in common. He knew how to make you laugh, and you started feeling more at ease with each meetup.
You were happy that you were getting to spend so much time with him, but on the other hand, you were confused as to whether or not he was interested. His signals were mixed, and you weren’t really sure how you should behave around him. The week before he was literally around you all the time, but this week you hadn’t seen him for more than a minute before he walked off.
Which begs the question; where has he been? You were beginning to wonder if he had asked for a different shift on purpose just so he didn’t have to pretend to be nice to you. What did you even think a man like him would want with you? You weren’t ugly by any means, but compared to him, you were a potato. His style in clothing alone put yours to shame and his face and voice...god his voice. It was all you could do not to throw yourself on top of him like a desperate woman. You really needed to get laid soon.
Distracted in thought, a pinch to your side has you gasping in fright.
“Oh my god, Cici! Don’t do that!”
“Oohh, was I interrupting your dirty thoughts about, Taeeee?” She drags out his name smugly and for some weird reason it irks you.
“No, I wasn’t. I’m just tired that’s all.”
“I’d be tired too if I were having frequent dinners with a hottie.” Leaning against the desk she eyes you questioningly, and you cave knowing she will never let the subject go.
“Fine. Yes we’ve had dinner, and maybe I was thinking about him, but it’s not a big deal, okay? He doesn’t even like me.”
Gasping in shock, she places a hand over her heart. “What? How could you even say that? He so likes you. I can tell.”
“Well, if that’s true, why haven’t I heard from him lately?”
She playfully smacks your arm before going on a rant. “Don’t you know he’s been working extra morning shifts this week? His mother has been very sick and he has to work to send her money. He’s a literal knight in shining armor. How come I can’t meet men like him? Anyways, that’s why he’s been M.I.A. I came to tell you because I noticed you were moping around, but then when I heard what was going on, I had to come tell you.”
Your heart rate doubles at hearing her words. He wasn’t ignoring you. The new shift he was working would keep him busy explaining his absence. He honest-to-goodness had a reason for not being around. You breathe out shakily overly excited to hear the news, but control your voice before speaking.
“I’m so glad. I thought something had happened to him. I’m glad it was just a change of schedule. I hope his mother is okay.”
“Yeah, she’s fine. I think it was something about paying her medical bills.” Cici winks before bouncing off the desk, walking away as if she hadn’t just reignited your hopes. You pretend to continue working once she leaves, but an itch to see him overtakes you.
Instead of behaving like a grown adult and talking to him, you resort to stalking. It probably wasn’t the best choice, but you were too shy to approach him. He always looked so busy, and you didn’t want to annoy him.
Walking by his section of the library always made you feel giddy. Somehow you manage to keep up this charade for several days, passing by his area in hopes of catching a glimpse of him again. After a week of your secret shadowing, you decided enough was enough. Sure, he still hadn’t come to you, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t interested, right?
Working up the courage, you memorize what you want to say to him, but when you finally go to go talk with him, he’s nowhere to be found. Slinking back to your computer disappointed, you come to the realization that guys like him just weren’t meant for girls like you. Placing your fisted hand under your chin, you frown, but a voice you weren’t expecting startles you.
“Why so glum?” His voice is low and sweet, but it causes your heart to beat erratically.
“Tae, you startled me.”, you whisper breathlessly.
“I’m so sorry, ______. It seems that I always do that to you.” The words coming out of his mouth are apologetic, but his eyes tell another story. They hold a humor to them that steals your breath away.
Once again you don’t know what to say. After all this time of missing him, you can’t even bring yourself to hold a conversation with him. He’s being adorable, standing in front of you with his hands behind his back as if he hasn’t driven you mad with longing.
The cute round rimmed glasses he’s wearing draw your attention to his deep brown orbs and you can’t help but to drown in them, gripping the edge of the counter a little tighter. He’s dressed in a cozy knitted sweater, black jeans, and stylish shoes. His long, loose, wavy hair ties everything together. His talent for making anything he wore look like it came straight from the runway of fashion week boggled your mind.
“Are you okay, _____? Earth to, _____.” he giggles, and you crumble even further.
“I’m so sorry... Hi. How are you? I missed you.”
The words slip out faster than you can bite them back, and you silently beg the earth to open up and swallow you whole. How could he simultaneously leave you speechless but also turn you into a blubbering idiot all in one breath?
“Did you now?” His eyebrows quirk up, and the once cute boxy smile disappears, replaced with a sexy smirk. “I know that I kinda ditched you and I feel bad about that. I was wondering if you would let me make it up to you.” he smiles sweetly, stepping closer.
It’s not enough that he’s being sweet, but his scent was making you lightheaded. “I- It’s okay, really. I heard about your mother. I meant to come by and see how she was, and if everything was alright, but I--”
“Oh, I know you did.”
You freeze mid sentence, totally thrown off by what he’s just said. Had he caught you being a creeper? Why didn’t he say anything?
“Wow, this is so embarrassing. I’m not even sure what to say.”
Tae snickers before grabbing your chin gently. It could be misconstrued by someone that desperately wanted his touch, but to any onlooker it was just a sweet gesture.
“I thought it was cute. Say that you’ll come over to my place for dinner. I’d like to order in your favorite take-out. Consider it a formal apology.”
He had a way with words, and to be honest, he really didn’t have to do much to convince you. You nod your head, holding your breath the entire time. He removes his hand slowly, making sure to graze your bottom lip with his nail. “Perfect. Here’s my number. I’ll text you my address. See you at eight.”
You might just be making things up in your head, but something in the way he looked at you made you feel like he might be more interested in you than you had originally thought.
“Y-yeah. At eight.”
________
On the second knock Taehyung swings open the door, and your breath gets caught in your throat. How in the hell did he always manage to look so perfect? His dark hair was slightly parted on his forehead, and the white button up dress shirt he wore exposed the smallest bit of his chest making you swallow hard. When he smiled in greeting, you tried to focus your vision back on his face, but even that had you experiencing dizzy spells.
“Hello, _____. Thanks for coming. I just took out all the menus I have. What are you in the mood for?”
Smiling at him like a fool, you shake your head in agreement pretending you understood what he said. Hearing him chuckle, you shake your head and work to focus your mind back to the present. “You alright?” He chuckles again, and you feel the heat slowly begin to creep up your neck. “Yes, I am..I don’t really know what I want. I’ll take a look?”
He arches a brow at you and smiles a new smile, one you’ve never seen before, one that has you rubbing your thighs together. He gestures towards the kitchen where you quickly walk behind him trying to hide how foolish you feel. It was probably so obvious to him how ridiculous you were behaving, but he doesn’t say a word, and for that you’re thankful. He hands you the menus, and you pretend to look them over when you feel the weight of his shadow pressing into your back. He’s not near enough to touch you, but you can feel his breath ticking the skin on your neck.
You turn around pretending like you’re not being affected, but stop the moment his eyes meet yours. He moves forward dipping his head near your ear, and then in a low whisper he speaks words that inflame your entire body.
“I may be wrong but, how much do you really want to order food?”
You’re instantly shocked that he would be so bold, yet frustrated that he could sense your attraction for him so easily. He wasn’t incorrect in his assumption. You lost your appetite the moment you walked through his door. When you meet his gaze, you’re quieted with the dark look that now looms over his features. He doesn’t look like the same quiet and shy man you met on his first day at the library. He looks exactly how you wanted him to look; dark, sexy, and hungry...for you.
“I-..d-don’t know. Do you want to order…” Stammering, you try to step back away from him, but Taehyung steps forward trapping you with his arms against the counter.
“You don’t have to play coy with me, _____. I noticed the looks you gave me while I was working, when you thought I wasn’t looking. We both know that this game is just a waste of time. If you really want to eat, we can, but then I won’t be able to get the best part; dessert.”
It was easy to sense how nervous you were, how your body trembled whenever it was near him. He noticed it the moment he met you, and he couldn’t get enough of it. He thought it was endearing, how easily he could unravel you. When you started seeking him out, he couldn’t believe it. You were a much braver girl than he thought. You wanted him to notice you, and he had, oh he had. You had been on his radar for a very long time. He wondered why it had taken you so long to come to him. He would have done it himself, but it was so much fun watching you behave so audaciously. You were going to be so much fun. When you don’t speak or move he decides to tease you further.
“Hey, it’s okay. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to, but, I know you want me to, don’t you, _____? Just say it. Be a good girl and beg for it.”
You stifle a moan, his proximity making you light-headed. His lips are so achingly close, and you close your eyes indulging in the moment. Breath quickening, you adjust your posture, seeking purchase on the counter behind you. He follows you easily, elated when at your response when he presses himself entirely against you. The heat coming from his body elicits a new wave of arousal to wash over your body. How in the hell did things escalate this quickly? You didn’t want him to stop, but you also knew that it wasn’t right. You weren’t ready to take such a step with someone you barely knew.
“Tae, please. I can’t. I-- not yet. Please.”
Tae hears you, wanting to curse out loud, but he’s quick to move back, clasping his hands behind him. His eyes become clearer as he searches your features for any signs of discomfort. Did he miscalculate? The month long wait must have not been enough. His ploy had not worked. You were a bit more complex, like an enigma it seems, and he loved puzzles.
_______
The rain pours down outside, heavy droplets clattering against your window as your stare into the empty street below. It’s been a few days since the meeting at Taehyung’s apartment and there is not a day that goes by that you don’t think about it. The moment you expressed wanting to wait he immediately responded as you expected he should, yet something within you hoped he would have taken you then and there in the kitchen.
Thunder booms in the distance and you close your eyes listening to the power of nature. You get lost in the garden of your mind, wondering if you were just being a child. He was a man and you were a woman- what was the big deal?
Wrapping your arms around your knees you bring your legs into your chest as you lean against the headboard of your bed. It’s never been like you to be so bold, but something about him drove you absolutely crazy. You sigh deeply dropping back to lie flat on your back on your mattress. The problem wasn’t that you wanted him, the problem was that you didn’t want to ruin things with him. He was your friend after all, and you really didn’t know anything about him. He’d only been in the city for a short time, and the few meet-ups with him was not enough time to truly know him. You were grateful that he had given you a way out. It was probably for the best.
It had been quite a while since you had been in a relationship and you were positive this was the reason you were behaving the way you were. At least Tae was a gentleman and gave you an escape. Stretching our body out like a feline bathing in sunlight, you groan at the pleasurable feeling, turning to your side to lay on your pillow.
Your phone rings unexpectedly and you are quick to answer it without looking at the screen. You assume it’s Cici, she’s the only one that ever really calls you.
“Hi.”
The voice on the other end sparks anxiety in your chest. You weren’t expecting to hear from him, not after the way you left his apartment shortly after everything unfolded. You had been too embarrassed to stay, quickly rushing to the front door without so much as a goodbye. You were really surprised he called you at all.
“Tae, hi..”
It’s difficult to apply the art of hiding your emotions to your voice but you try your best. His sweet laugh draws your focus to him only, and you bite your bottom lip to conceal your smile.
“Hi.”, his tone is drowned in mischief, and you pause, unable to stop yourself from laughing at the silly back and forth. “Hi, I mean. I’m glad you called me. How are you?”
He breathes out through his nose, the sound miffed, but it’s quickly covered up with his reply.
“I’m well, ___. How are you? I wanted to call you because...I miss you. Is that too forward?”
What he says makes you shake, your mind internally screaming. He missed you. You relax at this revelation happy to know that you hadn’t made a complete fool of yourself the other night.
Letting his words sink in, you wait a breath before responding.
“No. It’s not forward..it’s okay..it’s nice. I’m okay. I was just in bed listening to the rain. I’m sorry if that’s boring, I’ll stop rambling.”
“You’re not rambling. I think it’s sweet. I love hearing you talk. I don’t find you boring at all. Do you like the rain?” His inquisitive comment melts you further into the comforter of your bed, head nestled into the pillow. You want to reply quickly, tell him all the things you want to say, but you hold back. His voice was definitely something you’d love to mention. It made you feel so many things, making you delirious, and putty in his hands.
“I do. It’s really relaxing. I especially love it on days when I’m feeling ..not myself.” your tone is filled with insecurity and Tae picks up on it quickly.
“What do you mean? You aren’t upset about the other night are you? I think it was pretty brave of you to walk away. It was probably a good thing that you did.”, he purrs, lightly breathing out the last few words attempting to conceal them.
“Oh god, please don’t talk about it. I made such a fool of myself. I didn’t mean to run like that. I really don’t know what I was doing. I really like you, Tae. I don’t want to ruin what we have. You probably think I’m dumb.” you sigh into the phone subconsciously, causing Taehyung to run a hand over his crotch to settle his arousal. Just the sound of you all pouty on the other end sends his imagination into overdrive.
“You are not a fool, trust me. I really like you, too. I just wonder how much you like me, ____. Would you run away from me again? I won’t hurt you, pretty girl.” It was clear he was smiling on the last part and you almost let out a whiny reply.
“I- n-no..I won’t run away. I don’t know why I did. You’re just so…”
“So...what?”
You feel your body heating up with every word he counters, chasing after your words with breathy replies. He sounds so good, like he’s on his bed in nothing but the sheets that conceal him. The image has you slipping a hand over your stomach, ghosting circles mindlessly over your skin.
“I don’t know how to explain it. You intimidate me I guess. Oh, god...I feel so stupid.”
Hiding your face into your pillow as if he would even see, you are now completely sure your body will combust if he says anything else. His chuckle was all it took, low and deep, settling right between your thighs. It’s wicked how he makes you feel. It feels like he’s touching you without his hands, speaking words that make you his without effort on his part.
“You’re cute, too cute. You should not be intimidated by me. You have no reason for it. It’s not like you’re mine.But, if you were mine…”
His words fade into the air leaving you on the edge, hanging on his every word. If you were his? What did he mean? You’d give anything to be his. He was making you crazy with so much teasing. It was like you were there again, in his apartment, feeling like the frightened deer that ran away from the big bad wolf.
“_____, are you there? I didn’t mean to scare you. I just can’t help it. You’re pretty words and actions scramble my mind. I told myself not to say these things. I’m just afraid you won’t like me….the way I like you.”
You can’t believe what he’s saying. It’s almost like a dream the way he suddenly admits to you all the things you have been wanting to hear him say. He takes in a deep breath, slowly exhaling. You rub your thighs together at the sound, so desperate to satiate the burning desire in the pit of your stomach.
Sometime during the conversation your hand had strayed, rubbing mindlessly near the band of your underwear. He sounds vexed and a surge of nerves attack you.
“I’m here. I’m sorry. I- ..I don’t know what to say, Tae. I’m so nervous.”
Perfect. Taehyung smiles wide, his cheeks aching from the stretch. He works himself down, training his voice in order to hide his emotions..
“Why are you nervous, baby? I’m a good boy. There is nothing to be nervous about, ___.”
If a voice could be considered sin, it would be his. Unable to control yourself, your hand slips even further down, softly rubbing over your slit. It isn’t helping the discomfort you feel, but your need is starting to weigh on you. You shift your body and take in a sharp breath and it triggers a response in Taehyung.
“Is everything okay? It sounds like you’re a bit uncomfortable. Are you lying down?”
“Yes..I am..I’m fine. I really should get up.”
“I think you shouldn’t. I think...that maybe...you like what I'm saying. You do..don’t you?”
Your body begins to struggle against the misery his voice provides. A soft sigh escapes you, your frustration exposed. It had been so long since you’d been with a man, and one like him...so perfect...was offering himself to you.
“Tae..please..don’t tease. I-”
“Oh, I’m not teasing. I like how you sound right now. So breathless…shy...needy. Am I wrong?”
A tiny whine escapes you, and you cover your mouth with a hand immediately, hoping he didn’t hear, but he had….he definitely had. You hear him take in a sharp breath through his nose and then silence. You worry that you’ve made the situation uncomfortable until…
“Mmmm.”
Thighs trembling, vulnerable and so addicted to the man you’ve suddenly become consumed with, you put a hand through your hair and let it linger above your head as the other begins its descent. Placing the phone on your chest, you press the speaker button and continue moving your hand to the place you need it most.
“Tae..what are you..ahhh”
“Mmm, baby...what are you doing? Hm? It sounds so sticky and wet. Would you let me have some, pretty girl? I’d love a taste.”
It’s clear now what is about to happen- what is happening, and you’re beside yourself, unfolding before him. There’s an urgency you can’t describe, and he only adds more fire to the flame with the low groans and moans he punishes you with. You can hear him, as if he were next to you, his pants reverberating in his chest. You arch your back and open your legs wider, easily sliding in a finger into your heat.
“I- I want you to taste...please taste me.”
“Let me in, princess. Open up your pretty thighs. Let me have you. Fuck. I bet you taste like heaven.”
His impure words drag you deeper into the sweet torment you’d been wanting to satiate for so long. He continues torturing with his enticing sounds, and it drives you towards insanity. You wish he were there with you, touching you...doing all the things he’s saying.
“Tae..ughh..god..I want you to touch me. I want your tongue all over me.”
“Fuck. I would do all of that and more, baby. Would you be a good girl for me? Hm? Tell me how good it feels. Tell me how wet your fingers are.”
“So wet, sooo fucking wet.”
“Yeah? Be a good girl and put them in your mouth for me. Tell me how fucking delicious you taste.”
Unable to control yourself, you do as he says, completely at his mercy. You become reckless, and you know without a doubt you’d do anything if he asked.
“Mmmm...yummm..”
“Oh fuck...such a tease. You’re going to pay for that.”
“Am I?”
“Mhm. Just you wait, baby. I’m so hard right now. When I get you, I’m going to drive my cock so deep inside of you, you’ll only ever think of me.”
And just like that he breaks you. Your fingers run back over your clit and your hips rise off the bed. You cum hard, unable to hold back your whines and begging. And in the midst of your breaking, you hear the undeniable sound of Tae reaching his high. It sounds so lewd and you can feel your body reacting instantly. When you both calm your breaths, you lift up your phone to make sure he was still there realizing you've been on the phone for almost forty minutes.
“Are you okay, princess?”, he’s the first to speak and you find your voice is lost again. Feeling shy after what you’ve just done is ridiculous, but his aura made you so weak.
“I am, yes. Thank you.”
He snickers at how quiet your voice has suddenly gotten when not moments before you begged him for things he could only dream of doing to you in real life. He waits a beat until he thinks you’ve suffered enough silence.
“Good. I’m glad. See you at work tomorrow?”
You almost forget that you worked with him, and suddenly begin to worry how that encounter will go. “Yeah..tomorrow..at work.”
⌖ Pairing: f reader x taehyung featuring Jimin
⌖ Rating: 18+M Words: 4.1k
⌖ Genre: Librarian!Taehyung, Yandere!Taehyung/Obsessive!Taehyung
⌖ Warnings: Heavy angst, deception, manipulation, betrayal, mention of spousal abuse, mention of childhood traumas, mention of blood, mention of pregnancy, mention of anxiety, mention of planned murder (in the past), mention of fainting, scary chase scene, mention of fighting, screaming and yelling, panic, mention of jail, stalking, obsessive themes, controlling themes, yandere themes, allusion to past relationship.
⌖ Summary: As the saying goes, never judge a book by its cover, but when you find yourself falling for the new employee at work, you throw caution to the wind, letting temptation lead you down a spiraling path of deception.
A/N: As with any yandere fic, if you are easily triggered, please do not read. There will be an epilogue. *I partially edited this.
*Italics block quote is past memory.
It’s silent, too silent. The minutes tick by as you wait quietly pressed up against the wall wishing your nerves would calm down long enough for your ears to process what is being said. You’re not close enough to pick up everything, and the pounding of the blood in your ears makes it hard to focus on the conversation. Everything sounds muffled, and it feels like you’ve been waiting for hours. The emergency number is already dialed into your phone and the only thing left to do is press the call button on Jimin’s command.
You suddenly hear laughter wondering if this entire plan would even work out, but then there is silence. You wonder if Jimin isn’t going to get so drunk that he forgets his mission. Their voices travel occasionally sounding murmured and far away. Your chest feels tighter the more you make out Taehyung’s low baritone voice, and you almost want to run away and pretend like none of this is happening.
Not once in all the time you had been with Taehyung did you ever think you’d be betraying him, but he was not who you thought he was, and the more time that passes, you begin to regret everything that happened between you. What if he had hurt you? What if Jimin hadn’t warned you in time? It all becomes too much and you need for Jimin to hurry up before you have an emotional breakdown.
And then finally, as if time knew you could wait no longer, you hear yelling. At first it’s low, but the anger could easily be detected. It’s all back and forth for a moment, and the sound of a bottle crashing to the floor makes you grip the phone closer to your chest. All of a sudden, Jimin comes barreling down the stairs in haste, the fear clearly visible in his eyes. He scans around quickly looking for you and then shouts. “Now! Do it now!”
You barely register what he says before Taehyung comes down after, chasing him down the hall without so much as a glance in your direction. Your fingers are numb and you shakily unlock your phone to do what Jimin has asked. Just as Taehyung's back disappears you press the call button waiting fearfully for a response. You’re huffing and puffing trying to think of what to say to the operator on the other line, but all you can concern yourself with are the men in the distance who seem to have caught up with each other.
It rings once and then again, a voice finally speaking to you, but you’re too distracted with the scuffling and expletives being thrown out into the air making it impossible for you to tell the operator what you need. You barely finish giving the address when you hear a voice, one you recognize, but it’s low and creepy.
“ Where are you? I know you’re here, ______-ahhhh.”
You shudder at the sound, a shiver traveling down your spine when he says your name in the way he used to say it when you were under him. You move away from where you hid, searching for a new place frantically. It felt like no matter where you went, he was just a few feet behind and you were losing your mind.
Reacting quickly, you dart out to find another place to hide in order to wait for the police to arrive, but Taehyung sounds like he’s so close, and your heart feels as if it will literally fly out of your chest. You pause to breathe, working all of your energy into controlling your sound so that it doesn’t echo through the large halls of the library. You had to get away long enough to find Jimin and get the hell out. Where was Jimin anyway?
You realize suddenly that it was a mistake to come here. The library was a place that would obviously give you away no matter where you went because Taehyung knew every inch of it. Holding your phone tightly in your fist, you pause for a moment behind a bookshelf, hoping to throw him off your trail. If you so much as sniffled, he would probably find you, so you work to slow down your breathing. When you don’t hear anything, you move quietly hoping he’s far enough away, but your skin pricks into goosebumps when you find that he hasn’t.
“Baby girl… I know you’re here. How could you? I knew Jimin wanted you. He always wants what I have!”, he yells out the last word angrily.
The rage in his voice is thick and you gasp when you see his shadow just a few feet away.
“Come out, come out, wherever you areeee. I’m only trying to PROTECT YOU!”
The tears stinging your eyes threaten to spill forth in chaotic distress, but you can’t let him know where you are. It takes everything within you to slide away and move across the bookshelves into another room. Sure Taehyung may know this place well, but you had worked here even longer. You manage to slip far enough away to where his voice is barely a whisper. He continues talking to himself and you use that as your chance to run in the opposite direction.
You look toward your phone and realize in the confusion your call has been disconnected and you don't remember whether or not you had finished telling the operator everything. It didn’t matter now. The only thing consuming your mind is finding Jimin. Why hadn’t he just texted you instead of running back into the library? This whole mess could have been avoided if he had just done what he said he was going to do before Taehyung got upset and started chasing him.
Hoping that maybe you can escape before Taehyung finds you, you search for Jimin desperately. The library was eerily silent; it scared you to think that maybe Jimin was hurt. Breathing becomes difficult, your voice is gone, everything feels shattered, and your mind is broken. Everything you wanted, everything you loved, had all fallen apart within days.
“Jimin. Jimin please….where are you?” Your voice is a hushed whisper and you pray it's enough for Jimin to hear you and alert you of his presence. Just as you step into another aisle, a hand comes up grabbing your ankle and you almost scream in terror. You look down and realize it’s the very man you’ve been searching for.
“______, it’s me...it’s--”
Jimin can barely speak, and there is a touch of blood on his head. Kneeling down to assess him completely, you can’t help it when your tears begin to fall uncontrollably. “Oh god, Jimin. I’m so sorry. So sorry. Are you okay? We have to leave…”
You hastily grab his arm, pulling him up and against your frame as best as you can. It’s hard to support his weight when you are also tired and defeated. It’s dark, and soon all the book aisles mesh into one making it hard to find the exit. Jimin tries his best to help you, but he’s tired and dizzy from the injury to his head. You can no longer hold back any noises you make, huffing and grunting as you pull Jimin along.
You’re slowly picking up speed, almost making it to an exit when you hear him speak again. His voice is low and sinister, echoing throughout the building and too close for comfort.
“I know you can hear me! I know you're near, _____! Can’t you see that I love you? I did this all for you! FOR YOU! I’m trying to protect you.”
His voice sounds broken and it’s obvious that he’s crying. It’s so scary to hear, and you feel your body crumbling further. You needed to get out!
“Jimin, please walk faster...help me walk you.”
Jimin can see the pain written all over your face and he too understands the need to escape. A surge of adrenaline suddenly enters both of your bodies, and you somehow manage to make it to the front exit of the building just in time to see a police car pull up. An overwhelming sense of relief fills you as an officer comes to grab Jimin out of your hands while you explain everything.
It all happens so quickly. A minute before you were afraid for your life, telling the police about your problem, and the next, Taehyung is coming out of the building in handcuffs. He walks slowly, head down, defeat written all over his face. You watch from the back of the ambulance, an emergency blanket warming your outer body, but then a chill flows through you when Taehyung looks you dead in the eyes. It was enough to stop your heart cold. He wasn’t happy, it was obvious, but then his stare turns toward Jimin, and the sadness there confuses you.
“It’s okay, ____. He’s angry at me, not you. It’s all over. He won’t bother you anymore.” Jimin stands to hug you, now all patched up thanks to the paramedics. It felt weird for him to do that when Taehyung was obviously sitting several feet away in a police car, but you accept it nonetheless. You had both been through a lot and it was important to comfort each other.
“Thank you, Jimin. I was so worried for you. What in the world did he use to give you this big cut?” Gently you run the pads of your fingers near the area in question and Jimin smiles softly before giggling.
“A book.”
The irony in that isn’t missed, and you so smile in return, the happiness never reaching your eyes. All this time you had been in love with a crazy man, and it all began in the very same place it ended; the library. You never would have thought Taehyung to be as crazy as he was, and the fact that he kept yelling how he wanted to protect you made you feel a terrible unease. He was what you needed to be protected from, he was the one that wanted to hurt you; that had hurt you.
As the ambulance doors close, you glance once more out of the window only to see Taehyung staring back, tears staining his cheeks. It would be a long way to recovery for him, but you were glad it was finally over.
____
“I’m so glad you’re back, _____. I think it will be good for you. It’ll help you be distracted.” Cici smiles as she goes on and on about how she’ll be there for you, and she wasn’t lying. Since the moment she found out about everything, she had been at your apartment everyday making sure you were fine. She was always there for you when life events kicked you down; that’s what friends were for. You were grateful for her, but the truth was, being at work didn’t make you happy. There were too many memories behind every wall and shelf. There was nothing that you and Taehyung hadn’t shared in the shadows of every corner. It really wasn’t going to be easy.
“Thank you, Cici. I really appreciate it. I’m going to get back to work now, okay?”
“Sure, honey.”
As she walks away you receive a text message from Jimin. It became routine for him to do so even though he was already home. He texted you everyday just to make sure you were okay. It had only been a month since the incident, but he was persistent and never forgot a day.
[Jimin]: Hey there pretty lady. I hope you’re having a great day.
You smile at your phone, flattered that he was being so kind to you even though Taehyung had almost killed him. He seemed to be making you do that often, and you were grateful that he hadn’t just disappeared off the face of the earth.
[Y/N]: Hey! I’m doing okay. Thank you. I hope you do the same.
You put your phone away and pause to catch your breath. For some reason you hadn’t been the same since everything happened, and you couldn’t shake feeling weak and tired all the time. The entire experience had been a lot, and your heart hadn’t yet recovered. You kept this to yourself, however, not wanting to worry anyone. Besides, you had gone to the doctor the week before and were waiting for the results of all the tests they had done. With everything that had happened, you didn’t want to bother people with more or draw any attention to yourself.
As you put your phone away and begin your work day, you get a phone call. Looking at the number you’re relieved to find that it was the doctor’s office.
“Hello, is this, ____?”
“Yes, this is her.”
“Hi, this is nurse, ____ calling from Dr. ____’s office. We have received the results of your tests and they have confirmed a positive pregnancy. Congratulations.”
As if you’ve been punched in the gut, the breath flies from your chest, and it seems as if time stops, the phone in your hand dropping heavily, thudding against the ground in slow motion. This can’t be... Pregnant? The world around you feels like it’s slipping and before you know it, you’re next to your phone on the ground as well.
The next moment you remember is waking up at the hospital. You don’t recall much and it takes a minute to come to your senses. Everything is bright and overly stimulating. A soft voice beside you draws you in, and when your eyes focus, all you see is Jimin.
“Hey. How are you?” His voice is low, a soothing sound that calms your nerves. He was the last person you expected to see, and you’re still trying to process everything. Your throat is dry and you feel really embarrassed that this is the second time you’ve fainted and Jimin was there to know about it.
You swallow and try to sit up, the nausea making it difficult for you to speak. “I’m okay. Wait...what are you doing here?”
He smiles and then looks around the room before tucking his hands between his knees shyly. “I was actually coming back to visit you as a surprise, but when I got to the library, they told me what happened.”
You’re confused but also flattered. He smiles softly before coming to sit beside you on the bed. “Is it okay that I came? I’ve just been worried about you ever since the incident.” His eyes are soft, almost angelic and you smile in return knowing he was only being a caring friend.
“Yeah, sure. It’s fine. I just don’t want you putting the burden of travel on yourself just for me.”
Jimin giggles, covering his mouth with his fist before speaking. “It’s really no big deal. I can travel when I want. And it seems that I made the right decision to come when I did. What happened?”
When he asks the question, the reality of why you were in the hospital in the first place hits you hard. You suddenly feel dizzy and you close your eyes to ease the headache from creeping up.
“I--..I got a phone call.”
“A phone call? From who?”
“From my doctors office..and they told me…,” you cough and then gasp quietly when you feel the sob crawling up your throat. Jimin notices right away and quickly cups your face in worry.
“What? What happened, ____? What did they say?”
Your shaky eyes find his, and something in the way he makes you feel safe causes you to spill everything. “I’m pregnant, and...it’s Tae’s.”
_____
Taehyung lay in his jail bed staring up at the dull and empty ceiling. It has been an entire month since he was placed in this cell and soon he would have a court hearing about other charges brought against him. He didn’t have the proof, but he was sure a lot of it had to do with Jimin. His ex-friend was the only person that had any information about him and his past. His step-mother was blissfully wiped of the memories, and right now he wishes he were too.
A sudden jiggling of keys draws his attention to a guard unlocking his cell. “You have a visitor.”
Inside his heart was beating frantically, excited at the prospect that maybe you had come to visit him, but when he sees Jimin, everything crumbles. He walks hesitantly and then sits in the chair facing the clear glass that allowed him to see the man that ruined his life across from him. What could he possibly want now?
“Tae. How are you--”
“Cut the crap, Jimin. What do you want?”
“I just came to see my boy. How does it feel to be here..all alone ...without me?”
The questions stung the deepest parts of Taehyung’s soul. Of course Jimin knew how to attack him, he always had. From the moment they met, Jimin was always the one in control. The way they became friends was evidence of that, and he recalled the details clearly.
He had been crying once again about his father and the lack of love he felt. Jimin had seen him and came to sit by him and listen. He had been quick to be his buddy sharing a few things of his own. It turned out that Jimin had also grown up with awful parents, but at least his father tried to make up for it with money. Jimin could have anything he wanted at the snap of his fingers, but what he wanted most was always out of reach.
“I hate my dad too, you know. He pretends to love me, Tae, but he doesn’t. I know he has another family and you wanna know what?”
“What?”
“He has another son, one that he loves more than me. He visits him often and throws him in my face whenever he gets the chance. He always says I should be more like him. Sick fuck.”
Taehyung was shocked. He never knew much about his own father and he wasn’t sure if he cheated on his mother, but he felt Jimin’s pain. His father never talked to him, never showed him love, and always kept him away. He hated his father with every fiber of his being, and it felt good to have someone else understand him.
“We can protect each other,” Jimin spoke eagerly, “Let’s promise to protect each other no matter what.”
Taehyung had looked at him in that moment realizing he had gained someone to love him; the brother he never had. All his life he had been lonely, the only person truly loving him being his real mother, but his father had taken him away from her. Maybe things wouldn’t be so terrible in this school with someone like Jimin.
“Brothers forever?”
“Brothers forever.”
And so, whenever Taehyung was in trouble or vice versa, they helped each other. Jimin was always there no matter what; even on the nights where Tae would cry endlessly. One such night being when his mother died due to her illness. At some point Taehyung looked to him for everything, and when the hate for his father finally consumed him, Jimin gave him the best idea he ever heard. “Make it look like an accident,” he had said, “Sometimes bad people need to be removed from this Earth.”...and so that’s exactly what he had done.
And so when Tae was home fresh out of school dealing with his father once more, Taehyung called Jimin to tell him everything. The way it all happened wasn’t exactly the plan they had come up with, but in the end, Jimin used his powers of persuasion to protect Taehyung.
Jimin’s father always gave him anything without question as a way to buy his silence, so Jimin had asked for Taehyung's protection. The problem was, Taehyung hadn’t exactly mentioned the relationship between himself and the step-mother, which Jimin had taken offense to. And on the night Taehyung had called him crying, spilling everything he had done, Jimin once again came to his rescue.
The problem was, however, that now Jimin knew the step-mother had been faking, so things became a little more complicated, which prompted Jimin to come find Taehyung and make sure he wasn’t in trouble.
He was going to make sure Tae was safe before returning to shut the mouth of the only other person that knew about Taehyung’s crime, and then...as if Jimin had never sacrificed everything for him, Taehyung had found a new love.
To say that Jimin was angry was an understatement. The ungrateful brat he had hidden under his wings, the one that was supposed to be his brother, his other half...had kept a secret from him, and that was unacceptable. They never kept secrets. How was Jimin supposed to protect him if he went around and did whatever his little mind got him up to? Taehyung was his, only his. They were friends, they had a bond, and now Tae was behaving as if he didn’t need Jimin when in fact he still did. He had always needed him.
Many times in their loneliness they were there for each other, and it was only a matter of time before Taehyung realized that Jimin was all he needed. The private moments, the lingering stares, the touches...they all had to mean something, right? It wasn’t hard to get in and change everything. First show up, be charming, bring bigger gifts, and then plant the seed of doubt. It had only taken him a week, and everything worked out perfectly.
“So, here you are in jail. It’s a shame. If you had told me the truth, you wouldn’t be here, now would you?” Jimin sneered and crossed his arms in show of disappointment.
“Fuck you, Jimin. I know you’re the reason I’m in here. Why would you do this? I did as you asked. I ran away, I took care of things. I was trying to make a fresh start! You promised to protect me.” The tears began flowing from Taehyung’s face at the utter betrayal he felt. He was angry and he never thought in a million years that Jimin would deceive him.
“I did protect you, but then you went and got yourself into more trouble, trouble I couldn’t protect you from. You were a very bad boy Taehyung. I had everything under control. This is your punishment. I couldn’t do more. I already used my father. You should’ve learned by now that no one loves you like I do. What can I do now when there is a letter from your step-mother accusing you of murder? She doesn’t have amnesia, Tae.”
Jimin’s words were ice cold and Taehyung suddenly felt small and alone. There truly was no one in the world that loved him and he felt abandoned, but then Jimin’s final words struck his heart like a hammer. He was beyond shocked, and the look in his eyes caused Jimin to stifle a smile.
When would this little boy learn? Jimin thought to himself as he watched his friend lose all sense of reality.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean what I just said. She doesn’t have, excuse me, didn’t have amnesia, but don’t worry, she’s been taken care of. I turned in the letter, I asked her to write it, and now, I’m not very happy.”
“Y-you turned in...you purposely caused me to be incarcerated? YOU’RE THE REASON I’M GOING TO BE IN HERE FOR LONGER?! Jimin! Fuck you! When I get out of here-”
“Shh, calm down my sweet good boy. You won’t be getting out of here for quite a while. And don’t worry about, _____, I’m going to be taking good care of her and my godchild.”
Taehyung stopped short in his tirade, blood pumping through his body in full force, anger bleeding through his eyes. When he heard your name, he snapped. “What do you mean godchild?”
Jimin just smiled, teeth bared and eyes crinkled smugly. “Remember you are nothing without me, Tae. I am always one step ahead of you.”
Getting up from his chair, Jimin continues to walk regardless of the pounding of the glass behind him. He could hear the chair scraping against the floor and Taehyung yelling at him through the thick polycarbonate glass. It barely made it through to the other side, but the action caused several officers to restrain Taehyung as he cried out.
▫ Pairing: Dom!Taehyung X ReaderX Jungkook
▫ Word Count: 3,476
▫ Synopsis: Sexting with your boyfriend was always exciting but suddenly he asks for one simple request, taking the stakes a bit higher. You don’t comply causing him to have to teach you a lesson.
▫ Genre/Warnings: everything-I just wrote smut here folks..Please read with caution.SMUT-Filth-SMUT- Jungkook makes an appearance (FOR unholy reasons)
Your phone rings and you unconsciously turn it over unlocking it to see who had sent you a message. The image that greets you snatches your breath away. How could you forget how fine your boyfriend is?
Blushing you turn the screen towards your lap looking around you to see if anyone had seen. You breathe out thankful that no one had, but in all honesty, this picture was much tamer than the ones you’d received in the past.
Taehyung always loved to send you random images throughout the day trying to push you beyond your limit. He knew the power he had over you. You figured it must have been his way of keeping you on edge and ready for whatever. On occasion it wasn’t a picture, but a voice file. He’d text you demanding that you listen to it right then, and wouldn’t stop until he knew you had. The sounds he made would turn your skin a bright red causing those around you to ask if you were fine.
Today’s picture being what it was, only made you wonder what he had in store for later. The way his skin was glowing only made your mouth water. As you’re staring at the picture you receive another message.
[Taebear 14:42 pm]: Did you get my gift?
[14:42]: Yes, baby, I did.
[Taebear 14:42]: Good, where’s my gift?
Your hands suddenly pause on your phone’s keyboard as you ponder what on earth he means by his gift? You were at work, what could he possibly ask of you? Tae could be demanding at times so you were worried what he might say once you responded.
[14:45]: gift? baby, I’m at work.
[Taebear 14:46]: Did I ask where you were? Show me your panties, baby.
Here we go. This could not get any calmer from here on out. If you took the picture he would ask for more, but if you didn’t you knew he would not be happy. Contemplating which road to take you decide to give in a bit. Taking your phone, you sneak it down between your legs hoping no one in the cubicle next to you could see what you were about to do. Opening your legs, you take a quick snap. Reviewing the picture would be too obvious, so you just send it and put your phone down on your desk. Your heart is racing and yet Tae isn’t by your side.
[Taebear 14:50]: Yum, you know what I’m going to ask, ___. Be a good girl for daddy.
He hasn’t even said what he wants you to do, but he was right in knowing that you knew what he wanted. Maybe if you ran to the bathroom and did it there, he wouldn’t notice. Before you could get up out of your chair a ding comes from your phone. You grip the handles of your chair tighter. Moisture is starting to collect between your thighs without any prompting. God, how you hated and loved what this man did to you.
[Taebear 14:51]: Don’t move from where you are. I want a video, and I want to hear you.
If you ever thought you were going to get fired, now was the time. How in the hell would you be able to pull this off? Turning your chair so that it’s facing away from the opening of your cubicle, you use your sweater as some sort of shield draping it over your legs as you hike up your skirt. With enough room to place your hand with your phone in it, you hit record. Snaking your other hand in between your legs, you use your fingers to press against the cloth making an indentation where your labia is. Now your pussy is outlined and your moisture is seeping through the cloth. You whine slightly into the headphones you connected so that your voice would be clear.
“Daddy, I need you so bad.”
These words stated in a whisper cause you to heat up at the need you were feeling. Tae always liked to take risks while you were more reserved. However, knowing you could get caught at any moment, made this all the more arousing.
You slide your panties to the side, and slowly slide in one digit into your core. The move makes you breathless and you whimper, the sound a bit above what you had meant to do. You move it in and out causing your juices to make a sound well above the quiet in your work area.
Deciding you had done enough, you hit send. Pulling your finger out of yourself, you decide to add one more gift. You place the digit into your mouth and suck on it while taking a picture of the act. Satisfied that Tae will leave you alone, you put your phone away and try to get back to work.
*ding*
[Taebear 15:00]: Mmm, so fucking sexy. Daddy wants you to cum for him now, angel. Don’t make me wait.
Shit, was he crazy?
[15:01]: daddy I can’t
[Taebear 15:01]: You can, and you will. You don’t want to make daddy angry, do you, baby?
Did you want to make him angry?-hell no, but you were at work and there were lines you weren’t willing to cross.The boldest move you’ve ever made in your life was to mute your phone.
Your nerves are fried as you work through the day not once attempting to look at your phone. Taehyung never like when you teased him, and even less when you disobeyed. Somehow all of this was making you even more aroused. All day you thought about the possible things he would do to you- suddenly wishing you had cum for him when he asked. You rub your legs together as you look at the clock. It was time to go home.
Stepping into your shared apartment you glance around, but there was no Taehyung. You walk into the kitchen and he isn’ there either.
Walking back into the living room you call for him. “Tae? Baby, I’m home. Are you here?”-No answer
You’re just about to turn around when you feel a hand cover your mouth while another grabs you across your chest, pinning your arms at your sides. Attempting to put up a fight you pull against the grip unsuccessfully.
A whisper calms you as you recognize the owner-”Tae”, the word coming out on a sigh.
“You’ve been a bad girl ___. Look how you’ve left me all day.” At this he rubs his length against your ass, and the rock hard sensation only makes you feel all the more guilty for denying him his request from earlier. Keeping his grip, he brings your arms behind your back and wraps them in a silk tie.
Panic starts to make its way to the surface as you know what those silk ties mean. Your eyes are prohibited sight as they too are covered with a silk tie. Your panic is one that reminds you of the last time Tae used both of these silk ties on you. Your body starts to produce a reaction you cannot hide and Tae takes this opportunity to indulge in your weakness.
“Do you remember the last time you denied me baby? You should have cum when I asked you to.”
He turns to stand in front of you and rips your shirt open causing the buttons to scatter all over the floor. Usually you would be excited for this, but somehow you know that this is going to be more fun for him than you. He would never hurt you, but he knew how to make you beg.
Trying to scramble some sort of apology you whimper into the air.
“Daddy, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-”
“No, you didn’t did you, you didn’t mean to hurt daddy...” His voice seems farther away and you’re turning in place -the voice hard to locate.
“Daddy, please..”
“Shhh..” His voice in your ear once again causes you to jump-he’s chuckling at you-he grabs your body and presses it against his chest. Standing behind you he nips your neck up and to your ear where he bites on the lobe with enough force to make you yelp.
“Be a good girl for daddy. You need to be punished for what you did. Don’t move.”
You feel his hand slide over your stomach making its way to the band of your skirt. He finds your zipper pulling it all the way down causing your skirt to drop to the floor in a puddle. His other arm is around your waist holding you still.
“So, these are the pretty panties you teased me with today?” A growl in your ear temporarily distracts you as his hand comes down and rips the panties off of your body. Although dainty, they had been your favorite, and now they were gone. Again his hand is on your stomach creating small circles and he presses against your back causing you to walk forward. You don’t know where he is leading you, but you trust him.
His hand makes its way down to your core. Slowly he rubs the outside occasionally cupping you and massaging you. His other hands slithers its way from your waist up to your neck. He holds it gently, but with enough force to remind you who was in control. He tilts up your chin and inhales the scent at your neck. His fingers have now made their way into your pussy lips as he strokes you back and forth.
All of your liquid is coating his fingers while the rest drips down your thighs.
“Such a good girl for me. Now, I want you to stay still, and no matter what I do, don’t cum.”
Not giving you time to prepare, he assaults your clit with his fingers. Furiously he rubs at it with the goal of having you come undone. You can’t cum, that’s what he said, but the pace he has set already has your knees getting weaker. His grip on your neck tightens as you try to resist your urge by closing your thighs together trapping his hand inside. The hand around your neck comes around to your back side and you feel the sting of a hard slap on your ass.
“I told you to stay still, princess.” He huffs into your ear. He sounds impatient and angry. You didn’t want to anger your daddy anymore than you already had. Opening your legs you allow him to continue his torture as he builds you ever closer to your high.
“nghh, please...nooo..I have to cu- cum, DADDY PLEASE!” You scream out your plea and he only laughs- the rumble vibrating against your back.
“NO! Do. Not. Cum.”
You’re trying so hard, but you know it’s coming.
Just as you’re about to release-he pulls his hand away and squeezes your neck harder temporarily taking your breath away.
“Only daddy allows you to cum, remember that.”
He walks away from you and you feel like you could fall- when once again he presses against your back and pushes you forward causing you to press against a cold flat surface. Trying to figure out where exactly he had you pressed up against, your mind suddenly realizes that it was a window-the window in your living room-that faces all the traffic in front of your building. Had he been putting on his show in front of it?
Pressing your face against the glass he moves to undo your bra snap located in the front where he had already ripped your shirt. Now your pussy and breasts were on full display to any person who just so happened to look up.
All of this is overwhelming as you can’t see or move your hands to hide your body.
“So worried about what others might see, so you deny me what’s mine. Now everyone gets to see who owns this pussy.”
You try to cry out to ask him not to do this, but you secretly want it. It turns you on to no end. You try to resist, to make his life a bit more difficult, but he beats you to it shoving a piece of cloth into your mouth.
“Don’t you fucking dare move away from this window, do you hear me ____?”
Unable to speak you just nod. He leaves you there for minutes. You don’t hear any shuffling and aren’t exactly sure where in the apartment he could be. Your legs are tired of standing and you’re starting to feel cold.
A hand appears once again and its lifting your leg up and against the glass. You feel a warm object come in between your legs and realize it’s a long hard cock. It’s rubbing against your core back and forth prepping itself with your juices. A hand on your hip holds you steady while the other supports your leg Without warning you’re being penetrated hot and fast. The hand on your hip feels different, but you don’t question it as the sensation is so amazing.
You know anyone can see you from below, but it only heightens your arousal. Clenching tighter you hear a slight whimper from your back and realize that you don’t know that voice.
You start to panic, when Tae’s voice speaks up from the background.
“Baby, what did daddy tell you? Don’t move, yet here you are again being a disobedient little brat, come here.” Whoever was behind you pulls out and lets your leg down as you race towards the sound of Tae’s voice. He grabs you then, and you try to move your head around asking him to remove the gag in your mouth.
When he does you start crying, whimpering-”Who is that, why? What is happening?”
Tae cups your face and rubs your bottoms lip with his thumb. He kisses you gently-
” It’s my good friend, Jungkook. I told him what a naughty little girl you were today and so I planned to bring him here -as a gift-to teach you a lesson. You trust me, baby, right?”
You nod, knowing that he would never put you in harm’s way. Tae loved you, and no matter what, he would take care of you like he promised.
“Now ___, I need you to be an obedient princess and get on your knees. Jungkook is going to be behind you. Don’t forget baby, that only I make you cum, not him.”
Immediately you kneel and he brings you forward by your hair to line you up with the couch and his cock. You already know what he wants as you feel his cock line up and rub against your lips. His grip on your head guides you forward. Jungkook unties your arms so that you could support yourself on Taehyung’s thighs. You open your mouth and Tae places his hard, thick member, into your mouth. You try to reach up to grab the base of his length, but he growls at you and pushes your hand away. He pushes your head down abruptly-making you take his entire length at once- your nose on his abdomen.
In that very moment, Jungkook enters you from behind. You haven’t seen him yet, but his body feels amazing. You’re so overwhelmed with stimulation that you forget to breathe. Tae pulls your head up and you gasp for air, spit falling over your chin.
“What a dirty girl.” Tae says as he brings you back down. The pace he sets is now reasonable as he lets you take the lead. You’re bobbing you head up and suctioning your cheeks while moving your tongue around his tip. You can taste his tangy flavor, and swallow. Jungkook causes you to swallow again when he drives his cock into you at a much faster speed. He grips your hips and rams into your core at top speed. You try to keep your mouth on Tae, but feel your orgasm rushing in at you.
Tae can sense you’re about to release and he pulls you up by the hair, hard. He tilts your head and pulls down your blindfold so that you’re looking right at his face and into his eyes.
“I told you not to fucking cum. Only I can make you cum.”
Your tears are streaming down your cheeks and a frown is on your lips as you concentrate on not cumming. Jungkook’s cock feels so good in your pussy and he’s rubbing your spot with each stroke he takes. Just when you think you won’t be able to hold it back, Jungkook cums inside of you.
Tae still has your hair up and neck tilted at an awkward angle. He looks behind you to Jungkook-
”Don’t you think my ____is so fucking beautiful. Why don’t you clean her up while you’re back there.
Your eyes immediately dart up to Tae pleading for mercy, but he just kisses you gently-sucking on your lower lip- as you suddenly feel a mouth on your core. Jungkook starts his assault and it’s oh so delicious. His tongue is licking up all his release while at the same time causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head.
He goes above and beyond his duty and then he suddenly wraps his lips around your clit. You buck immediately into his face. He grabs your hips and starts to press his tongue in and out of you. How long were you to be punished?
“ENOUGH!” Tae yells and Jungkook stop and moves away from you. Glancing back you see his profile and a gush of liquid seeps out of you at how hot he was. You were being fucked by two hot men and you just couldn’t wrap your head around it.
Now that Jungkook was gone Tae decides to bring you up to straddle his lap. His cock is still fiery red at the tip and ready for you.
“You did so good ____. Daddy forgives you.”
“Thank you daddy, please let me cum now.”
“Ok princess, get on daddy’s cock”
You adjust your body and align his length with your center. Slowly you slide down over him to the hilt. He’s fully inside of you but he doesn’t move.
“Go on, baby, cum all over daddy’s cock-move those hips.”
You do as he says trying to bring yourself to release. His eyes have turned soft and he seems more relaxed as he stares at your face while you work over his cock. He brings his thumb to your clit and starts to work it. Your orgasm is at the cusp as you work your hips faster building the very precipice you wish to come down from.
“What a good girl daddy has. Go ahead baby, cum for me. That’s it.”
His words give you all the motivation as all the orgasms you’ve been denied today come pouring down over your entire body. Grabbing onto his shoulders you dip you face into his neck as you cry out your release loudly. Your body is shaking with the force of it all.
Tae wraps his arms around your body and kisses your cheeks gently. He starts to move his hips in you gently, trying to find his own release, but careful not to overstimulate you.
He hugs you close moving his arms down to your ass-pulling your cheeks apart as he slams into you. You’re holding him tight gasping in his ear. Your sound only spurs him on -turning him into an insatiable monster. You always did that to him- that’s why he was so mad when you denied him. He needed all of you, always.
“What a tight pussy you have for daddy, squeeze my cock tighter..” “ahh yes, that’s it baby.”
He cums painting the inside of your walls with his love. He stops moving his hips letting his body release on its own accord as he brings your face from his neck and brings your mouth to his. His kiss is full of such love and passion. You don’t know how you could ever deny him anything. You deserved your punishment.
“Thank you, daddy.” It was all you could say using your cutest and sweetest voice.
He chuckles at this-with his length spent and still inside of you.
“Don’t you think that I’ve still forgotten how you denied me earlier. Go get your phone and get in the bed. I want you to record yourself fucking into your pussy using your fingers-with my cum still inside.”
You get up slowly clenching your walls so as to not lose any of his load.
You do as he says, walking away from him towards to bedroom. Turning back to look at him you wink.
