tales of the twin suns – taehyung (alienPrince!taehyung x human!reader)
pairing: alienPrince!Taehyung x human!reader
summary: when you traveled to the alien planet of Zorelis to teach its people about Earth, you didn’t think you’d be assigned prince Taehyung as your student
wc:~ 7.2k woopsie
warnings: alien au. mostly pwp, oral (f!receiving), fingering, tit play, nipple sucking, unprotected sex (you know what I always say) Tae has a BIG, BIG ALIEN DICK. size kink, belly bulge. breeding, pregnancy and lactation kink. multiple orgasms. creampie. pet names, feelings !
a/n: this was going to be part of my kinktober 2025!
You never expected to live on another planet, let alone work for a royal family. But here you are, on Zorelis, cataloged as 404313 back on Earth.
Zorelis is a beautiful world with two suns in its sky. The sky turns soft purple at dusk, and the forests glow in the dark. It’s unlike anything you’ve ever seen.
The people here, called the Borani, are like nothing you’ve seen before. They are tall and graceful, with strong, slim bodies. Their skin shines in light shades of ivory and purple. Most of them are about seven feet tall, much taller than you. But what truly sets them apart is that there are no Borani females. None. At least not anymore.
The last Borani woman was born over four generations ago. Their race was once balanced. Now, it isn’t. For decades, Borani males have been forced to travel beyond their own world in hopes of finding compatible mates. And eventually, science caught up.
After many years of failed experiments and talks with other species, Borani scientists found that human women from Earth were the best match for their kind since their bodies could handle the size and shape of Borani male biology.
You were recruited two years ago under a diplomatic initiative, a carefully curated program that invited healthy, willing, human women to live in Zorelia. The goal was to preserve the Borani race through cultural exchange and potential mating bonds.
It wasn’t framed as an interspecies breeding program, though everyone knew that was part of the long-term plan. For now, your job was to live among them. To teach them about human customs, intimacy, and emotions. And to be observed in return.
You now live in the capital, deep in the heart of the royal city. Your quarters are located within the royal palace itself.
Your current assignment is your most prestigious one yet: Crown Prince Taehyung. Fifth of seven royal sons, all born of different diplomatic unions with non-Borani women. Each brother carries the unmistakable features of their father, the King.
Taehyung isn’t the heir. That title belongs to his older brother, Seokjin. But his role is just as vital. As a prince, he is required to serve the royal court. His duty now is to study Earth, and eventually travel there to help convince more human women to join the diplomatic program. But before he can do that… he needs to understand your kind. That’s where you come in.
You’ve spent nearly seven months under his personal protection, leading daily “cultural briefings”, which is a very formal name for what are essentially long, open-ended conversations about Earth.
You’ve tried to keep things professional. Really, you have. But with Taehyung, it’s almost impossible. He’s tall, graceful, with pale violet skin that glows faintly and dark hair that always falls into his eyes. His voice is deep and that boxy smile of his is way too cute for your own good.
He teases you all the time. A hand brushing yours when you correct his pronunciation, the sly look he gives when you mention human affection, the way he draws out your name like it’s special. But it’s not just flirting. He really wants to understand your people, your world. You.
What started as a small crush has grown into something you can’t brush off. Late nights on the palace cushions, trading stories, laughing until you’re breathless. Him letting you see pieces of his life he doesn’t show anyone else. You opening up in ways you didn’t expect.
So far you’ve taught him your language, history, art, and music. He’s particularly obsessed with jazz, always asking you to play old Earth recordings during your sessions. Today's topic is the one you’ve been putting off for a while: human reproduction and sexuality.
You’re both seated on the floor of the private study salon, deep in the royal wing. The space is warm, the floor layered with thick carpets that cushion your knees. Piles of oversized cushions are scattered around you like a nest.
Taehyung sits across from you with his legs folded and one hand resting on his knee. He’s dressed in palace robes made of deep green silk with gold stitching on the cuffs and collar. The smooth fabric hangs loose on his tall body and gathers around his hips, showing part of his chest. The robe is tied low at his waist and slips easily over his broad shoulders. There’s nothing underneath. No shirt, no pants, no underwear. It 's tradition.
You’re wearing a simple version of the traditional Borani robes. There’s no real female style anymore since there haven’t been Borani women for generations, so this is just a softer, adjusted version of the men’s robes, made to fit your human body.
You could’ve worn your Earth clothes, you brought them with you. But here in the palace, you wanted to show respect and to fit in, so you picked this. It’s light and breathable, and in some places, almost see-through. And just like Taehyung, nothing underneath.
In front of you, a hologram of a female body floats. It’s from a basic human biology database. You already covered the male body earlier, it was quick because their biology is pretty close to humans, just smaller. Now, it’s time to learn about the female form.
You point at the figure’s chest. “These,” you say, “are the mammary glands. On human females, they develop larger and are used to feed newborns.”
Taehyung leans in, brow furrowed, his eyes flicking from the sketch to your face. “You use this part of your body to… nourish your young?”
You nod. “Exactly, Your Highness.”
Taehyung chuckles softly. “Kitten. I’ve told you a hundred times. Just call me Taehyung. Or Tae.” That nickname again, kitten. When you were teaching Taehyung about Earth animals, he really liked the small ones, especially kittens. After you showed him a video of a kitten playing with a ball of yarn, he smiled and said, “You’re like a kitten. Small and cute, but fierce.”
From then on, ‘Kitten’ became his favorite way to address you. You let out a soft laugh. “Exactly, Tae.”
He tilts his head slightly, studying the diagram. “Do all humans experience sensation here?” he asks, pointing to the chest.
You clear your throat, a little caught off guard by his tone. “Right. The nipples, specifically. They’re… sensitive for many people. They can be part of, uh… foreplay. During sex.”
He blinks slowly. “Foreplay.” The way he repeats it, like he’s tasting the word, makes your skin feel warmer. “And this sensitivity… is it the same for every human female?”
“No,” you say. “It varies.”
He shifts on the cushion, one hand resting lazily on his knee. “I’m more of a hands-on learner,” he says, his eyes locking onto yours with a teasing sparkle. “It’s a pity we only have a hologram.”
You feel your pulse skip at the way he says it, the subtle tease hanging in the air between you. Screw it. If he wants a visual lesson, you’ll give him one. Your fingers tug at the knot at your waist, and with one slow pull, your tunic loosens and slips down your shoulders. The fabric pools around your hips before you push it aside completely. The air feels cooler against your skin, but it’s the look on Taehyung’s face that sends heat crawling up your neck.
You’ve always been proud to represent the big titty committee, and by Earth standards your breasts are big.
“Do all females on your planet have... breasts this size?” he asks, nodding toward your chest.
You smile and you rest your hands on your thighs. “No. Some are smaller, some bigger. There’s no ‘right’ size. But yeah… back home my tits are considered pretty large.”
Taehyung looks at you, confused. “Tits?”
You laugh softly. “It’s just a vulgar way of saying breasts. People use it when they want to be casual… or a little dirty.”
Humming softly, almost to himself, he looks up at you again. “You said the nipples are sensitive. That they’re used in foreplay.”
“Yeah. Some people really enjoy it. Touching, licking, sucking…” You pause, a slow smile creeping onto your lips as you meet his gaze. “There are a lot of ways it can feel good.”
Taehyung remains quiet for a few seconds, and asks softly, “are you one of those who feels pleasure? If someone did what you just said… would you enjoy it?”
Gently, you guide his hand to your breast, touching it softly, inviting him without words. “Why don’t you see for yourself?” you whisper.
He reaches out slowly, his big fingers brushing your breast before cupping it fully. The heat of his hand makes you breathe out, and when he gently pinches your nipple between two fingers, a shiver runs through you.
“Mmhm,” you hum, nodding softly. “A little more pressure.”
He adjusts. Firmer this time, giving a small tug. You moan softly, your back arching into his hand. He watches closely, leaning in. “Tell me more,” he whispers.
“Mmm… try rolling it between your fingers,” you say, guiding him. He does it again. And again. You close your eyes for a moment as the slow, deep pleasure builds in your belly.
When you look at him again, he’s staring at you. “Yeah… just like that,” you breathe. “You can use your mouth too, if you want.”
Taehyung leans in and sucks your right nipple into his mouth, his warm tongue against your skin. At first, he’s gentle, but as your moans grow louder, he gets bolder. His hand moves to your other breast, fingers spreading wide as he squeezes and rolls the soft flesh, making you shiver. Your fingers slip into his hair, and a needy sound escapes you.
“You can suck a little harder,” you whisper, your voice shaking with pleasure. A soft moan slips out. “Try using your tongue in circles.” He follows your instructions immediately, eager to learn, and desperate to please you.
He pulls back from your nipple and looks up at you. “Am I doing good? Does it feel good?” You nod. He smiles and dives back in, his tongue moving in slow, teasing circles like before.
“That feels really good, Tae,” you breathe, your hips shifting slightly where you sit. “You’re doing perfect. So good.”
He hums softly against your skin, you’re not sure if he’s proud or just loving the praise. Maybe both. You move his head a bit, letting him switch sides. When he takes your other nipple in his mouth, the wet heat makes your whole body jump.
After a few minutes ,maybe more, of him sucking and touching your breasts, a hot feeling builds inside you. His soft mouth and gentle touch are more than you expected, but you push yourself to say, “We should– fuck! We should keep going with the lesson.”
Taehyung lets go of your breasts with a quiet whine. “Do we really have to?”
Moving closer, he pulls you so you’re practically straddling him. His hard length presses against your core. His right hand cups your left breast, pinching your nipple and tugging at it gently, while his left hand slides around your back, pulling you even closer. At the same time, his mouth finds your right nipple again, and you feel his tongue flicking against it. You can’t help but let out a high moan.
Taehyung looks up, a cocky smile playing on his lips. “I assume you like it when I do that?”
You smirk, eyes gleaming. “Yeah, I do… but if you keep sucking on my tits like that, I might not be able to show you what comes next.”
He grins but doesn’t move away. Instead, he leans in closer, hands sliding up your sides to cup your breasts. His thumbs rub over your nipples, making them hard again and push your breasts together and press his mouth between them.
You gasp as his lips move from one nipple to the other, kissing and licking slowly. One hand squeezes your breast while his thumb circles the other nipple, pulling a soft whimper from you.
Then he sucks both nipples into his mouth at once, tongue flicking between them while he holds your breasts tight. The hot, wet feeling rushes through you, making your thighs twitch around him.
He pauses and his lips are still on your skin. Then he pulls back, licking his lips with a satisfied smile.
“Mmm,” he hums. “As much as I want to stay here all day…” He runs his thumb over your wet breast, giving it one last squeeze. “You’re the teacher.”
You take a shaky breath and sit back a little, spreading your legs. You pull off the rest of your tunic and lean back on your elbows, fully bare.
“So...” you say, breathing a bit shaky, “this part on the outside is called the vulva. But the most sensitive spot, this right here” you part your folds with your fingers, showing your swollen clit and wet entrance, “most people just call it the pussy.”
Taehyung’s eyes darken, locked on you.
“Pussy,” he repeats softly, tasting the word like it’s special. His lips curl into a curious smile.
“That’s the clitoris. It’s… very sensitive. Kind of like the tip of the male sex organ. Except it’s not for reproduction. It’s just for pleasure.”
He blinks. “Just for pleasure?”
You nod and his hand slowly moves between your legs. He looks up for permission, and you give it with a small nod. His fingers slide in and brush lightly over your clit. You gasp, and his hand flinches back.
“No, it’s okay,” you reassure him quickly, reaching down to guide him back. “Just keep it gentle at first.”
He watches you closely and follows your instructions. His touch is featherlight, a little awkward at first, but he’s a fast learner. It doesn’t take long before your breathing grows heavier.
“I want to feel inside,” he murmurs in a low voice. “Will you show me what it’s like?”
Your cheeks flush, but you nod. “You can use your fingers. One first.”
He does. Slowly, carefully, he slides a long finger inside you. You feel the stretch, and it makes you groan softly, and your hips lift to meet his digit.
“You’re… wet,” he murmurs, lips parted. “Is this normal? Did I – did I hurt you?”
You shake your head quickly as your hips roll toward his hand. “No, Tae,” you say. “Human females get wet when we’re turned on. It means I want you.”
“So tight…” he breathes. His eyes are fixed on the place where his hand disappears between your thighs.
“Add another,” you whisper. “You won’t hurt me.”
He does. Two fingers now, thick and long, stretching you wide as he sinks them in slowly. Your walls clench around the intrusion, and he groans, fascinated by the way your body pulls him in.
“Curl them,” you pant. Reaching down, you wrap your hand over his wrist, guiding him. “Toward the front.” He follows your lead, curling his fingers. “There,” you breathe, throwing back your head with pleasure. “God. Right there. Keep doing that. It feels so good.”
You spread your thighs wider. Your knees are bent and your heels dig into the soft carpet. His other hand holds your inner thigh, opening you so he can watch his thick fingers slide deep into your wet cunt again and again.
His fingers stretch you like a human cock would. Your pussy twitches, hungry for more, and every time his knuckles brush your entrance, you whine.
Your hands grip the cushions as you lift yourself, hips grinding against his palm. Taehyung stares, completely lost watching your pussy stretched around his fingers. He moves lower between your legs and leans in. You feel his warm breath before your folds. “Can I taste you? Would that feel good?” He asks with a curious tone, looking at you.
Nodding, you open your legs more for him. “Y-yes, Taehyung. You can,” you murmur. Your body is already tightening in anticipation.
He moves between your legs, one hand spreading them open while the other stays resting at your entrance. His mouth stays close, and his warm breath on your skin makes you shiver.
His tongue moves from your wet entrance up to your clit. A smile tugs at your lips. “Keep doing that. Use your tongue like that again. It 's good.”
Diving back in, his tongue moves over your folds. He gets bolder, before settling on your clit. “That’s it,” you moan. “Stay right there. Mmmh.” He takes you into his mouth gently, then moves his tongue slowly over the sensitive spot. Your fingers hold his hair, pulling a little as your thighs press against his shoulders. “You’re doing so good, Tae. It feels amazing.”
He moans against you. The sound vibrates through your clit, and your whole body jerks. The praise clearly gets to him, his fingers tighten on your thigh, and his tongue speeds up.
“Fuck, Tae. Yes, yes, just like that!”
He hears it in your tone, feels the way your body tenses. His tongue never stops moving, his lips locking around your clit tighter, sucking harder.
You guide him softly, “Put your fingers back inside me… keep licking while you do it.”
As his fingers slide in, you shiver from the feeling and push your hips harder against his mouth. The wet, messy sounds of his tongue move over you, driving you closer and closer, until you break, shaking and crying out as you come.
Your thighs shake around his head, but he doesn’t stop until your loud moans turn into soft whimpers. He only pulls away when your body sinks back against the cushions. His mouth and chin shine with your wetness.. “Did I do good? Did you like it?” he asks as he licks his lips.
You blink, still trying to catch your breath. “You did so good, Tae. Fuck. You made me cum so hard.”
He grins. “I like making you sound like that. It sounds… what was the word in your language again? Sexy?”
“Y-yeah… something like that.”
Before your breathing has even settled, Taehyung reaches for you. His big and strong arms pull you back into his lap, like you weigh nothing. And for someone his size, you don't. Your legs are still a bit shaky from your orgasm, but you don’t resist, and let him move you.
Your thighs slide around his waist again, settling over his hips. He’s still dressed, the smooth fabric of his palace robe cool beneath your bare skin. You can feel the hard press of him under you, thick and pulsing through the layers between you.
He looks at you as if you were his whole universe. Then he smirks and buries his face right back in your breasts.
“Again?” you laugh, breathless as he wraps his lips around one nipple.
Reaching up, you tilt his chin toward you. You lean in, pressing your lips to his. Taehyung stiffens, surprised, but follows your lead. His lips move awkwardly at first… then, slowly, he kisses you back. His hands grip your waist, pulling you close. You pull back just a little, whispering against his lips.
“That,” you say as you look directly into his eyes. “It's called a kiss. Humans do it when they’re close. When they care about someone…when they’re in love.”
He blinks at you, brow furrowing just slightly. “So you… you kissed me because you're in love? With me?”
You freeze for a second and your heart thumps hard in your chest. “I…” You swallow. You weren’t planning to say it like this. Maybe you weren’t planning to say it at all. But it’s true.
Shifting slightly in his lap, your hands slide down to rest on his chest. “I think I’ve felt it for a while now,” you murmur. “I just… didn’t want to say it out loud. I mean…You’re the prince. I wasn’t sure if I even had the right to feel that way about you.”
Taehyung stares at you for a long moment. Then he cups your face in both hands, thumbs brushing over your cheeks.
“I thought maybe it was wrong,” he says. “You were sent here to teach me. But I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Every day and night. The way you laugh. The way you treat me like I’m a normal person, like I’m more than just a prince.” He pauses, his thumb brushing your jaw. “I think I fell for you the moment I saw you.”
“I wanted to tell you,” you whisper. “So many times. But I thought about your father…”
“My father already knows,” Taehyung says softly. “He sees how I look at you and how I protect you. He asked me if it was love, and I said yes.” You blink, surprised.
A rush of feeling hits you so hard you almost lose yourself. You lean in, pressing your forehead against his. “I do love you,” you whisper softly. “I was just scared before.”
He closes his eyes. “I love you too, kitten.” he says as he leans forward and presses his lips to yours. His hands are on your thighs, holding you gently in place, like he’s afraid you’ll disappear if he lets go.
You move slightly in his lap, shifting your weight. Your hips start to grind against him without you thinking. You can feel the thick, hard length of his cock pressed right against your wet pussy, with only the thin, damp silk of his robe between you. You kiss him again, then pull back just a little. “I want you inside me, Tae.”
Taehyung blinks, looking dazed. You smirk and roll your hips again, dragging your folds over the thick shape beneath the silk. He swallows hard as his eyes drop to where your bodies press together, then rising to meet yours again. “I want it too,” he says with a smirk. “But I’ve seen the human diagrams,” he says. His voice comes up almost hesitant. “I know what your males look like. I’m... not the same. Not in proportion.”
You raise an eyebrow and roll your hips forward again, slower this time. Your clit rubs against the thick ridge of his cock through the fabric. Bitting your lip, you watch him closely as his hands tighten on your hips. “Not the same,” you echo. “As in… way bigger?I know it.”
He groans softly, clearly struggling to hold back. “You don’t understand. It’s not just bigger. It’s… thicker. Longer. Even for my kind, I’m big.” He swallows hard and his eyes flick to where you’re grinding against him. “And you,” his hands reach out, grabbing your waist “,you’re so tiny compared to me.”
You look him in the eye and smile, a mischievous glint playing on your lips. “You’d be surprised what I can take.” Reaching between you, your hand slides over his hardness through the fabric. Taehyung shudders at the contact and moves closer to your hand.
“I want you, Tae,” you say as your hands slide down, gathering the folds of his robe at his waist, your fingers brushing where the fabric tents over his cock. “Let me see. Please.” You lean forward, kiss his lips once. “I don’t care how big you are. I’ll take it.” You move in his lap again. Your hands reach down to the tie on his robe as your fingers play with the knot. “Lay back for me,” you whisper.
Taehyung blinks, a little surprised, but does what you ask, leaning back on his elbows, spreading his legs a bit under you. You slide off his lap and kneel between his thighs, hands on the soft carpet to steady yourself. Your fingers find the knot at his waist, and slowly, you pull it loose.
The robe falls open. Your mouth parts slightly. “Oh… wow.”
His cock is already rock-hard, and it’s… massive. Fucking huge. Long, thick, almost intimidating, the kind of size that makes your thighs press together instinctively.
Taehyung looks nervous. “Is it too much?”
You shake your head, eyes locked on him. “No. It’s perfect.”
You reach out, running your fingers down the length of it. He groans softly, his thighs tensing on either side of you.
“You’re so big,” you murmur. “No wonder you thought you wouldn’t fit.”
You wrap your hand around the base, not even able to close your fingers fully, and stroke him slowly, marveling at the way his cock twitches in your grip. Taehyung leans back more, spreading his legs wider.
You slide forward on your knees until you’re snug between his thighs, your breasts brushing against his legs as you lean in. Your hand strokes slowly up the length of his cock again, and your mouth waters just looking at it.
“You have no idea,” you murmur with your eyes fixed on his, “how badly I want this dick inside me.”
His cock twitches hard in your grip, and his head falls back, a deep growl rumbling low in his throat. His eyes snap down to you, “You’re not scared?”
You smirk, licking your lips. “No. But I might need you to go slow.”
His breath hitches again, cock twitching in your hand. “I’ll do anything you want,” he says, voice thick with need. “Just tell me what to do.”
You shift, sliding back until your shoulders sink into the cushions. He helps you ease your legs up, pulling them close to your chest. Your knees are bent, your calves rest on his broad shoulders as your ankles frame his neck. The angle pulls you wide open, the soft heat between your thighs exposed.
Taehyung is above you now, he leans down just enough to bring the head of that enormous cock to your slit. The tip drags slowly, a teasing glide along your wetness. He slaps it hard against you a few times, making you gasp and grind against him.
Swallowing hard, his eyes move from your face down to where his cock rests against you. “You’re so small,” he says, quiet, sounding worried. “I don’t know if I can… if I’ll hurt you. I’m–”
“Too big?” you finish for him, a little breathless. You shift your hips, just enough to feel the blunt head of him nudge at your entrance, heat curling low in your belly. “Yeah. I know. I want all of that big, fat cock stretching me. Making me scream your name until everyone in this palace knows how good you fucked me.”
His thumb brushes over the soft skin of your hips, and as he leans in, the top presses into your entrance.
The first push makes you gasp. Not from pain, but from the intense stretch, the feeling of being so full it almost doesn’t seem possible. He stays still, watching your face, waiting for you to be okay.
“Tell me,” he whispers. “If it’s too much. If you need… a break.”
You close your eyes for a second. “No. No. I like it. Keep going.”
He slides the head of him in another fraction and he pauses, letting you adjust, letting your body accept him. His hands tighten slightly on your hips.
You’re wide open for him now. He’s still careful, afraid he might hurt you. But your hungry, lust-filled eyes pull him closer, making him push more of himself inside you.
“For the love of the two suns,” he breathes, feeling your pussy clench around him. “You’re so tight.”
“Deeper, Tae…,” you breathe. Taehyung adjusts his hold. His cock’s only halfway in, already stretching you so much your body trembles, and there’s still more of him to go. You bite your lip, arching beneath him. “More,” you whisper. “I want all of you.”
He swallows and moves his body to go deeper. The stretch feels strong as your pussy tightens and loosens around him. His cock rubs inside you while he sinks deeper than you ever imagined.
“Ah!” you gasp as your hand rushes to your belly. There's a bulge, right below your navel, a clear outline, where the thickest part of him presses from inside.
“Oh my god. You’re so deep,Tae. So deep inside me. I can feel you, here,” you whimper, staring down at it, your fingers brushing over the firm swell.
He groans, voice trembling. “I can see it,” he whispers, eyes locked on the bulge.
He slides all the way in. All the way. Until you feel the heavy press of his balls against your ass. Your legs shake where they’re hooked over his shoulders, and you breathe hard, the deep, hot pleasure nearly overwhelming you. You’re full of him.
“I feel like I’m gonna break, but I like it so fucking much.” you breathe, smiling as you say it, because you don’t want him to stop. “You’re so deep.”
Leaning forward, Taehyung rests his weight over you. His chest touches yours, and he stares into your eyes, unable to believe this is real. His eyes stay on the bulge in your belly, his cock pulsing deep inside you.
You smile at him with sleepy eyes and move your hips a little, rubbing against the base of his cock like you want him to go deeper. He’s fully inside you, buried to the base, and he still hasn’t moved. You can feel the tension in his arms as he hovers above you.
“Move,” you whisper, shifting your hips beneath him. “I can take it.”
“You’re so tight, so small,” he breathes. “I’m scared I’ll hurt you.”
Your nails dig into his forearms, pulling him closer. “I don’t care if it hurts,” you pant. “I want it to hurt. I want to feel you splitting me open. Fuck me. Hard, your Highness.”
He groans, and pulls back, just a few inches, before sinking in again. The first thrust is careful, slow the stretch making your toes curl. Another thrust. Then another. You wrap your arms around the back of your thighs, pulling them up higher until he slips his hands under your calves and lifts, guiding your ankles to rest on his shoulders again.
Your breasts bounce with each impact of his hips against yours, the soft slap of skin echoing between your moans. His eyes drop to your chest, fascinated. You smirk.
“You like that?” you pant. “You like how my tits bounce every time you fuck me with that huge cock? With that big, fat dick?” His thrusts stop for a beat and slams back in, harder than before. The force rocks you up the cushion making you giggle.
“Oh, you really like it,” you tease, dragging your nails down your belly, right to where he’s still visibly stretching you from the inside. Your other hand slides up, cupping one breast, squeezing until your nipple hardens between your fingers. You give it a slow pinch, and your eyes never leave his, loving his facial expressions. His hands slide lower, gripping your thighs now, as he drives forward again.
Your eyes roll back as his cock drags along your walls. You feel full, stuffed, the thick weight of him pressing against all of the nerves inside your cunt. Compared to Taehyung, every dick you’d had back on Earth feels like nothing. He’s ruined you for good.
“God,” you gasp. “You’re deep, Tae…”
“You’re taking my dick so well,” he pants as he rocks into you again. “So perfect. I can feel you squeezing me every time I move.”
“Because you’re so big. I can’t help it. It’s too much, but I love it.”
He growls quietly, lowering his head between your legs as your thighs come up and your bodies touch, chest to chest. You’re ridiculously flexible, and he’s more than aware, because this position lets him drive even deeper. When he thrusts again, you scream. A desperate cry, the pleasure exploding through you like fireworks. “Oh fuck, fuck! Right there, Tae.”
His mouth is on yours. His lips crash into yours as he fucks you through your moans. You wrap your arms around his neck, clinging to him, as if you need to anchor yourself to reality. The kiss is messy, and you bite his bottom lip, making him groan.
He loves it. Loves how you whine into his mouth, how your legs move around him.
“I love when you scream for me,” he groans against your lips. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m close,” you gasp. “Tae, I'm gonna come.”
“You are?” he breathes. “Give it to me, kitten. I wanna make you feel good”
His thrusts change, sharper, deeper. Just the way he now knows you like them. He’s figured it out what your body needs, and now he’s giving it to you. “You’re so full with my cock,” he whispers, more in awe than lust. “You feel so good. I wanna feel you cum. Please, let me feel you.”
You are overwhelmed by how deep he is, how good he is, how much he wants this for you. “Don’t stop,” you choke out. “Oh my God!”
Your body locks around him, clenching hard, and he gasps at the sudden tightness. Your orgasm runs through you like a wave.
“Kitten– ” he pants as his voice is close to breaking. “You’re squeezing me. Your pussy is so tight it's driving me insane.”
You shake as your arms wrapped around his neck. He presses his forehead to yours, lips brushing against your cheek, your mouth, your neck. “Did I do good?,” he whispers in a soft voice.
Nodding, you kiss him. “So good,” you breathe.
Taehyung stares, completely fixated on your breasts. The way they rise and fall with each breath has him mesmerized. He leans back just a little, licking his lips. “Your breasts…” he murmurs as he tugs one nipple between his fingers. “If I got you pregnant… would they get bigger?” His voice drops lower. “Would they be filled with milk?”
“Yes… They’d swell, Tae. Get heavy. My belly would grow too, round and tight with your baby.”
His cock twitches, and you feel the thickness drag against your walls as he pulls out just a bit, only to slam back in harder.
“I want that,” he whispers. “I want to see you round with your belly full of my baby. Your tits leaking, just for me.”
“Yeah? You’d want that?” Your fingers slide down to your belly, pressing lightly where he’s stretching you deep and you feel the outline of his cock.
He pulls out nearly all the way before pushing back in, and you let out a choked moan. “I’d hold them in my hands all the time,” he pants, leaning down to mouth your breast. “Suck the milk out of you until you couldn’t take it anymore.”
You whimper, clenching around him. His cock twitches inside you, and the tension in his shoulders tightens as he pushes in again, harder now.
“You like thinking about me getting you pregnant? About putting a baby inside you?” he murmurs.
“Yes,” you sob. “More, tell me more.”
A flash of hunger crosses his face. He adjusts his grip on your hips, angles higher, and drives in so deep you swear you see stars.
“I’d rub your belly when it starts to show.” he breathes, one hand sliding down to your belly, almost in a possessive way, as if he was already picturing you big, swollen with his child. “Rub it while I fuck you. Watch you get heavier, because of me.”
You arch into him, nearly crying from how good he feels. He shifts again, pinning your legs high, bending you nearly in half. You feel that sweet, perfect pressure on your g-spot, sending sparks up your spine.
“I’d bend you over,” he groans. “Tug your nipples until they drip all over the sheets, then fuck you deep. I wouldn’t stop. I’d keep going until you were crying from how full you are.” Taehyung grips your thighs tighter, adjusting the angle to go deeper inside you. “I’d suck your tits until your milk is leaking down my chin. Drink from you while I breed you again.” he mutters against your skin, and you feel his hot breath against your nipple.
Capturing your nipple in his mouth, he sucks hard. Your body jerks beneath him, overstimulated. “You’d fuck me while I’m leaking?” you whisper, panting. “Even when I’m so full with your cum that I’m dripping all over your cock?”
“Yes,” he growls against your breast, teeth grazing sensitive skin as he thrusts harder. “I’d keep fucking you even when you beg me to stop. Watch your tits bounce while I use your body. Would you like that?”
You moan, nearly sobbing. “Yes! I’d beg for more. I’d ride your cock with your baby in me and ask for another. I want to feel you lose control in me. Keep me stuffed with your cum and fuck it back in.”
Taehyung snarls as hips slam deeper against your pussy. “Gods,” he groans. “You take my dick so well. I’d breed you again before the last load even finished dripping out of you.” His hand slips under your thigh, holding you in place as he ruts into you, sweat sliding down his spine. “You’d walk around dripping with my seed. Everyone would know. I did that. That I bred you. That you’re mine.”
“And I’d let you,” you pant, legs trembling, walls clamping tight around his cock with each thrust. “I’d let you fill me every day, just to feel full again.”
He shoves in hard, the tip grinding deep as his cock twitches violently. Leaning in, almost breathless, Taehyung cups your cheek with one trembling hand. “Y/N… are you sure?” His voice is low, almost fragile. “If I finish like this…I’ll knot. My kind... we don’t – we can’t – pull out. Once I come, I’ll swell and stay inside. You’ll be stuck with me.”
You’ve heard about it. When male Borani orgasm, their cock swells at the base. It locks them deep inside their partner, making sure they stay close while all their cum stays in. It’s part of their body, part of their nature. Once it happens, they’re stuck together until the swelling goes down.
You see the worry in his eyes, how much this means to him. But you also see the love. You want him, all of him.
Taehyung’s entire body trembles. His cock twitches again. “Tell me,” he whispers, like he needs to hear it from your lips to believe it. “Tell me to do it. Tell me to put a baby inside you. To make you full with my seed.”
You reach up, cupping his face with both hands. “I want your cum inside me, Taehyung,” you say as you caress him. “Tie me to you. Knot me so deep I can’t move. Fill me until I’m leaking. I want you to breed me. I want your baby”
He’s so close, you can feel it. Each tremor in his thighs, every erratic snap of his hips. Taehyung’s breath stutters and his pace becomes uneven, desperate, almost.
“Stars above,” he groans, “I can’t, Y/N. I’m gonna –”
You slide your hands up his back, and you whisper near his ear. “It’s okay, Tae… Let go for me. You feel so good. So deep.” You can barely take him, stretched to the edge, but it’s perfect. He's so big, so thick. He was made to fill you up and ruin you for anyone else. “Your cock’s so big, Tae. It’s too much, but I love it. I need it.” He moans and you tighten your legs around him. “Come in me, Tae. Fill me.”
That sends him over the edge and a deep sound tears from his throat, and he slams into you one final time ,deep, so deep, before he shudders violently.
“Take it, kitten,” he growls. “Take all of my cum. Gods, you’re gonna be so full.”
You feel the heat of his seed filling you up. His cum floods you, hotter than anything human, thicker too. You gasp, arching into him. Your nails dig into his shoulders. “Oh my god, Tae! It's so much! So hot –”
“I keep coming! I can’t help it,” he pants as he presses his forehead to yours. You feel his cum still spilling into you, hot, thick. “You feel too good, my love. Your pussy’s milking me.”
You feel it happening. The knot, the swelling. You cry out as his cock grows at the base, locking him deep inside you. “Tae!” you sob. Your legs are trembling. “I can feel it! Your knot, fuck, I can feel it swelling.”
“I know,” he breathes with a shaky voice. “It’s okay, kitten. I’ve got you.” He shifts, finally lowering your legs from where they’d been pinned high, letting them rest around his hips. His body presses fully against yours now, skin-to-skin.
His arms wrap around you. You feel his cock still pulsing inside you, his knot keeping you plugged with his seed. You pant against his mouth, your lips brushing his. “You’re still cumming inside me. I’m so full with your cum,” you whisper, closing your eyes.
He moans low, kissing you softly. “Good. I want you dripping with my seed.”
You press your forehead to his. “I love you,” you whisper.
He kisses you again, slower this time. “I love you more.”
Without pulling out of you, Taehyung shifts and his arms wrap under your thighs as he lifts you effortlessly, still knotted inside you. You gasp softly at the shift, your walls tightening around his knot with the change in angle. It draws another low moan from him as he settles back into the pillows with you straddling his lap.
“It really doesn’t go down right away, huh?” you whisper with a little breathless laugh.
“No. Not for a while.” His hands roam up your back and rest at your waist. “You’re not uncomfortable, are you?”
You shake your head. “No. I like it. I feel… full. Like you’re part of me.” Your body pulses softly around him.
He kisses you. “You are,” he whispers. “You’re mine now.”
Your whole body trembles as you collapse against him. Taehyung doesn’t move right away. Instead just holds you, one big hand stroking slowly down your back, the other cradling your hip. His cock is still buried deep inside you, heavy and hot, but instead of thrusting, he stays still, letting you melt against him. “I love you,” he murmurs finally, so soft you almost miss it. His thumb rubs gentle circles over your skin.
Your fingers trace over his shoulders, then his chest. His skin is still damp with sweat. “So what happens next?” you ask softly, “what happens after all this? After tonight?”
“I want you here. With me,” he says as his hand gently brushes your cheek. “But not just as my teacher. I want you beside me, as my partner. My mate.” He stops, looking deep into your eyes. “If that’s what you want.”
Your heart stutters, a different kind of warmth blooming beneath your skin. “I do,” you say. “I want everything. You, this planet, this life… us.”
“We’ll make it ours. Together.” he murmurs, brushing a strand of hair from your cheek. “I’ll speak to my father tomorrow. Request the rites for the mating ceremony. If we’re doing this… I want to make it real. Official. The way our kind does.”
He pauses, eyes soft, and adds quietly, “And if you want a human wedding too, we can have that as well.”
He smiles and rests his forehead against yours. In that moment, you both know this is just the start of your life together.
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