raspberry kisses | kth
taehyung x reader (lovers, established relationship)
word count: 1.2k+
warnings: none really they’re just naked in bed lol, lots of fluff, tickling (this is a warning for my fellow ticklish people)
summary: taehyung likes to tickle you, but that’s just how he shows you he loves you
a/n: i just love cuddly and affectionate boyfriend taehyung so this drabble came about! you can read it as a stand alone, orrrr you can read it as the couple from Soft Mornings, so this would take place sometime after it :)
enjoy!
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“Taehyung, stop!” You squeal and let out a giggle as you feel Taehyung’s lips press down on your stomach again. You move so your hands are on his shoulders, ready to push him away, but to no avail. He’s too strong.
He continues to blow raspberries into your soft skin, the loud noise permeating through your bedroom. They make you squirm and whine at the ticklish feeling his lips bring. You still can’t move away from him, since his strong hands are holding you gently by your hips, trapping you to continue attacking you with his kisses.
Taehyung pauses his onslaught of attacks to glance up at you with a wide, yet affectionate smile. It’s his boxy smile, where his teeth are showing. It’s the kind of smile that he’s only reserved for you, the kind of smile that makes his eyes crinkle, makes his crow’s feet show.
You decided long ago, that you would do anything to see him smile at you like that, anything at all. So, that’s why you find yourself pinned on the bed and that’s why you let him give you kisses across the expanse of your tummy, let him indulge in you, even though you find it less than bearable. You see, you were one of the most ticklish people on the planet and Taehyung never fails to remind you of it. Every. Single. Day. The victim of his tickles today was your poor stomach. But again, what can you do? Take away his fun, his happiness? No way.
You realize you’ve probably been staring at him for too long now, sure that he’s noticed and ready to tease you more. He’s still smiling at you, although his smile has softened and now a slight grin adorns his face. His thumbs run smooth patterns on your hips, as his hands continue to hold you. Almost as if they are trying pacify you, the complete opposite from the raspberry kisses your stomach received. But of course, you welcome this touch, the traces of his thumbs leave tingles across your tender skin as they map out the stretch marks that embellish your rounded hips. Taehyung never fails to make you feel cherished.
You move one of your hands to run through his dark locks, loving how long he’s been growing it out. Your hand falls down to the nape of his neck, toying with the curled strands there. He recently got a perm, so his raven hair is now full with curls, your favorite. You constantly tell him, beg him, not to cut it his hair, at least for a while. You tell him you love to run your fingers through it, love to have something to hold onto while he fucks you so good. He was a little taken aback by your comment (which made him blush by the way), something rare for him. Usually, he’s the one to leave your face warm, not the other way around.
So maybe that’s why he hasn’t cut it in a few months. He took your pleadings to heart and filed them back in the safe spot that he has only for you. He loves to please you, loves to see you happy, giddy around him, so he will gladly refrain from going to the barber in the meantime.
Your hand that is playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck, slides down further in order to signal Taehyung to come up to you. You want to kiss him, need to kiss him and feel his soft lips against yours. It’s a must, you decide.
He gladly complies to your pull, and moves up your naked body until he reaches your lips. With his forearms now resting on either side of your head, he smiles down at you one more time, before closing the distance and presses his lips to yours.
Your noses nudge briefly and then his lips slide against yours with practiced ease, pouring all of his emotions into the kiss, into you. You melt into the kiss, reveling in the way Taehyung’s warm lips feel against yours. You need him closer, need to feel more of him. You wrap your arms around his broad shoulders and pull him closer to you. Your naked chest brushes up against his, he can feel your hardened nipples against him as your bodies move against each other.
One of his large hands (your second favorite thing of his besides his hair) smooths down the curve of your body. Since you’re arching up into him, Taehyung can easily slide his hand around your lower back, and even lower to cup your ass. His hand slides back up to your lower back and presses it into you, signaling for you to lift your hips up into him. For a moment, your center brushes against his. Wanting to feel that again, you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him down to you.
You guys continue to make out, as your hands roam across Taehyung’s body. They slide across his broad shoulders, down his honey smooth chest, trace over his defined abs, map out all of him. They come back up to their original place, at the nape of his neck, toying with his hair there. You tug a little, making him moan against your lips.
Taehyung props himself up with his hands as he pulls away from your kiss, to look down at you and to just simply admire you. You’re so beautiful, he thinks. He brings a hand up to brush a few hairs away from your flushed face, and tucks the strands behind your ear, always wanting a clear view of your pretty face. His palm now rests against your cheek, making a subtle warmth spread down and across your body. He realizes he never told you out loud what he was thinking, so he makes sure to fix that.
With his hand still caressing your face, his thumb softly moving back and forth on your cheek, Taehyung expresses to you what he’s thinking. Almost breathlessly, he breathes out, “You’re so beautiful. You know I love you right? So much.”
A smile breaks across your face, “of course I do Tae, I love you too, so much.”
You mirror his previous actions and bring a hand up to brush a few strands of his hair away and out of his eyes so you can see him better. His deep chocolate eyes look back into yours with so much love and compassion, you feel almost overwhelmed, but in all the best ways. He smiles back down at you before dropping his head for another affectionate kiss and just like the one before, Taehyung pours all of his love into it, into you.
Taehyung the rolls over so he’s not on top of you anymore and lays beside you, so you turn to face him. His hand skims down your side, his touch so feather like it has you squirming. You glance at him with a glare in your eyes.
“Taehyung, I swear if you tickle me one more time tonight, you’re sleeping on the couch and your touching privileges will be revoked.”
He just laughs and swiftly pulls you into him, so you’re squished up against his chest, cocooning you in his hold as he places a kiss atop your head. “Now that would be tragic, we can’t have any of that.”
Luckily for you, Taehyung doesn’t tickle you for the rest of the night, but he does however find other ways to make you scream.
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