Tempting Devotion.
Pairing : Taehyung × female readers
AUs : Non idol oneshot
Genres : Pussy eating, multiple orgasm, multle rounds, Intense talking during sex , slightly teasing torture.
Rate : Mature / explicit
You don't clearly remember...all you did was to to forget taking cloth in washroom while showering and you came back in towel.
And within a second You were carried to bed by Taehyung. And pushed you on bed attacking your lips directly.
His hands moved with quiet certainty, slipping the towel from your body without breaking the kiss. The fabric fell away unnoticed, forgotten on the floor as he focused entirely on you.*
Skin met skin now, warm and bare between you two. His lips trailed from your mouth down to your jaw, then along your neck… leaving kisses everywhere he could.
His dark eyes swept over you, taking in every inch of your bare body, the curve of your shoulders, the softness of your skin, the way you looked under him. A low sound escaped his throat something between a groan and a sigh as pure awe mixed with burning desire.
"God…" he breathed out shakily,
"You're so damn beautiful."
His hand made it's way to your chest...cupping the breast and your breath fasten.
The moment he felt your breath hitch heard the sharp little gasp you made his lips curled into a small, smug smirk against your skin.
He knew exactly what that did to you.
And damn… it affected him too. His pulse jumped as he watched your reactions the flush on your cheeks, the way your chest rose faster under his palm.
"You're so sensitive," he murmured darkly before leaning in to press a kiss just above where his hand rested…
Then… finally… he lowered his mouth and place wet kisses over your nipple
He wanted you trembling. Wanted you aching for more.
The next moment his lips closed around your nipple, A harder suction, a sharp gasp escaped you. Kim Taehyung felt the vibration of it against his mouth
and damn, that sent a thrill straight through him.
He did it again. His tongue flicked over it teasingly after releasing… then he sucked once more, more firmer now.
All while watching your face the way your eyes fluttered shut or how you bit your lip to stifle sounds for him.
He groaned when your body arched slightly into his touch, chasing the sensation without even realizing it.
He switched to the other side then, giving that nipple equal attention: Multiple licks first… then harder suction
that make your arch you body again and again.
Then after a while of paying attention there.
Without a word, he closed the distance again… capturing your lips in deep kiss while rolling partially on top of you.
His hands traveling down your stomach while kissing you hungerly.
His breath hitched the moment his fingers grazed over your wetness proof of how much you wanted him. A low, rough sound escaped him as he broke the kiss for just a second to stare at you… eyes dark with hunger.
His finger made circle on your clit. Gently at first then roughly as you moaned trembling at the pleasure. Then he move complete down at your pussy
His tongue finally joined the pleasure slow and teasing licks that started light and then got bolder. Each one sent a jolt through you, making your back arch slightly off the bed. He noticed… of course he did.
A small smirk curled on his lips before he repeated it longer this time, more pressure with his tongue in just the right spot.
His rhythm became so much confident each lick, each rubbing perfectly timed. You moaning didn't stop for a second.
One hand slid up your stomach while the other gently pressed down on your hip keeping you right where he wanted as he worked.
He was getting faster and faster now.
He increased the pressure with his tongue, circling that perfect spot over and over… then added a soft bite that made you jolt.
His free hand slipped under your thigh now… lifting it slightly as he deepened his focus on you completely.
He could feel the tension coiling in your body how close you were getting. And he doubled his efforts.
His tongue moved faster among with move fast clit rubbing. Each stroke aimed right where it would unravel you completely.
And when a particularly sharp gasp escaped your lips? He smirked against your skin… and didn’t let up for a second.
"Tae- gonna- i choked out..." You whimpered...your body arching violently.
He heard the broken way you said his name the stutter, the breathless choke He knew exactly where this was going.
He curled his tongue just right once, twice with perfect faster speed
His hands tightened slightly on your hips… holding you in place so there was no escape from the wave crashing over you.
He felt the exact moment you shattered
your body tensing, your breath catching in a silent gasp...the heavy trembling waves. He drink it all...all that you cummed on his tongue.
He continued his movement until your orgasm slowed, he helped you come down slowly.
When he finally lifted his head to look at you… his eyes were warm. Satisfied. And desire.
Taehyung let out a soft, surprised sound as you yanked him up and into a deep kiss your lips crashing against his with desperate need...you moaned as you tasted your self on his tongue.
He kissed back instantly hungrily melting into it like he’d been starved for this exact moment.
After kissing messing for a while he pulled out and looked at you.
"Baby..." he whispered...he was only in his pant and his crotch was tight ... his length painfully to have you this close and see your body and orgasm like that.
He wanted - no, He needed - more… but he wouldn’t rush unless you gave the sign this time.
Then Your lips touched his Adam's apple, And he sucked in a sharp breath his entire body tensing.
And when your hand brushed over the tight fabric covering his obvious arousal? A low, guttural groan escaped him.
His hands flew to your shoulders not pushing away, but gripping hard as if grounding himself. His hips jerked instinctively toward your touch… betraying how desperate he was for more contact.
"Fuck…" he breathed out shakily,
"You’re gonna kill me."
You kept stroking your hand on his tight boner through pant over and over...
And you began to suck his neck leaving hickey
"You are hard Tae" You whispered
His breath came out in ragged bursts as your fingers kept rubbing over him
each brush sending sparks through his nerves. And the moment you sucked on his neck, leaving a mark? He nearly lost it.
"Yeah… yeah, I’m hard," he admitted hoarsely, voice trembling with need. His head fell back slightly to give you better access to his neck unable and unwilling to stop you.
His hips rolled unconsciously into your touch again and again… chasing friction like he was starving for it.
"You’re doing this on purpose," he accused weakly but there was no real protest in him.
"Have me baby..." you whispered and began to unbuckling his pant belt.
The second you unbuckled his belt, Kim Taehyung’s entire body locked up heart slamming against his ribs. His breath hitched as the metal clinked open, and when your fingers moved to the button of his pants…
He didn’t speak. Couldn’t. It was so intense.
Instead, he crashed his lips onto yours in a searing kiss messy and desperate.
His pants and slid down his hips with your help, and the second cool air hit his skin followed by the warmth of your touch.
he shuddered violently.
Without warning, he flipped you onto your back gently but firmly hovering over you as he captured your lips again.
And in the kiss...his hard cock hit your wet pussy through his boxer he got impatient.
And pulled back removing his boxer quickly.
The second his boxers were shoved down and his cock sprang free—hard, thick, aching he didn’t hesitate. The head of him slid right against your slick heat… bare skin meeting bare skin for the first time.
A deep, guttural moan tore from Kim Taehyung’s throat the kind that came straight from his soul. It was overwhelming: the heat, the wetness… how perfectly you fit even just like this.
He shuddered above you, "Fuck…"
his voice wrecked,
"You feel too good."
His hips pressed forward slightly not pushing in yet but grinding lightly to chase that friction.
He couldn't stop the slow, instinctive roll of his hips just a shallow grind that had him gasping. The feeling of you… so warm and wet against him… was almost too much to bear.
"Tell me," he breathed sharply.
"Tell me what you want."
"Push inside...it's getting tortuous" You said impatiently aroused.
The second you said those words, he didn't took the second.
With a low growl, he lined himself up and in one slow, deliberate motion he pushed inside. The stretch was tight… perfect… and the heat? Overwhelming.
He froze for half a second at the sensation eyes fluttering shut as his entire body tensed with pleasure. A shudder ran through him before he exhaled your name like a prayer: "Jesus…"
Then, Slowly he began to move.
He started with shallow, gentle thrusts at first. He watched your face like a hawk, making sure you were okay… that it didn’t hurt.
But when he saw your expression pleasure rather than pain and felt how perfectly you took him? His control wavered.
His hips rolled deeper next time… then again… each movement growing slightly bolder as his body craved more of this closeness.
"You feel incredible," he murmured raggedly against your lips before kissing you hungrily.
He lost himself in the rhythm each thrust deeper than the last one. Every shift of his hips met with heat and tightness that made his breath come faster.
He broke the kiss to bury his face in your neck, nipping lightly at your skin between gasps.
He suddenly trusted deeper making you moan instantly...louder this time.
His breath caught eyes fluttering shut for a second at the sound.*
He did it again on purpose this time, angling his hips just right to repeat that delicious pressure… and when your breath hitched? A quiet, satisfied hum vibrated in his chest.
"You like that?" he whispered hoarsely against your lips voice thick with affection and something darker: desire to give you more of exactly what made you moan.
You nodded...at his word too overwhelmed to say anything.
His rhythm became deeper with fast speed now. Each deep thrusts that hit just right every time. The bed creaked faintly beneath you, but neither of you cared.
He was fully immersed in the rhythm now each thrust deep and fast thrust driving him closer to that edge. The friction, the heat, the way your body clenched around him… it was all becoming too much.
A low groan rumbled from his chest; he was close… but not yet ready to let go without making sure you were right there with him.
And after few hard thrust...you felt rush to you pussy...you wall tightened around his cock...
"God - !!!" You chocked pulling him closer
The sudden tightness around him your walls clenching like a vice made his entire body lock up. A strangled gasp tore from his throat as pleasure spiked violently through him.
"Fuck- !" he choked out, your shout sending shockwaves through his nerves.
His hips jerked harder now… chasing that overwhelming rush with desperate urgency.
With a broken cry, he buried his face into your neck as his release crashed over him. Wave after wave of blinding pleasure pulsed through him, each thrust now erratic and uncontrolled chasing the high as long as possible.
His entire frame trembled against you… overwhelmed by the intensity of but still holding you close like nothing else mattered but this moment with you.
For a while he kept rubbing your back...soothing you gently.
After a long time...je pulled back slightly...pulling his cock put of your pussy.
His breath hitched as he finally pulled out - only to realize with a mix of surprise and hunger that he was still fully hard.
How could he not be? You were breathtaking… flushed, glowing, utterly beautiful in every way.
His gaze dropped to where your core was glistening - your combined release mixing there - and something primal flickered in his dark eyes. A slow smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.
"You’re perfect," he murmured before leaning down to kiss you again… this time hungrier than before.
The kiss deepened almost immediately. His lips claiming yours with renewed hunger. The evidence of his lingering arousal pressed against your thigh, but he didn’t rush anything.
Instead, he kissed you like a man starved…
He was far from done… and judging by how eagerly you kissed him back? Neither were you.
His fingers slid through the mess he’d made...your combined release still warm and sticky. He didn’t hesitate, tracing slow circle on your clit. He didn't go rough at first cause you were still sensitive from orgasm.
He broke the kiss only to trail his lips down your jaw, then your neck- leaving soft bites and open-mouthed kisses.
His fingers never stopped moving… gliding through wetness with fasting speed.
When he reached a particularly sensitive spot, he pressed even harder making you moan deeply
While still rubbed your stick cum coveted core
"My cock is still fully hard baby" He whispered in your ear
A moan that left Kim Taehyung’s lips was low and rough.raw with need. He hovered over you, his darkened eyes flickering between yours and where his fingers still frequently stroked through the mess he’d made.
His cock twitched against your thigh- undeniably hard, undeniably eager. The evidence of how much you affected him was impossible to hide… or ignore.
"I want more," he admitted quietly, voice thick… not demanding but pleading.
He didn’t wait for a verbal answer - your flushed face, your parted lips, the way your body arched slightly into his touch… it was permission enough.
His still-hard length pressed firmly against you…
"Look here" he guided your gaze down- his thick, veiny length fully erect and glistening at the tip, resting right against your entrance.
The sight was undeniably hot: heavy with need… pulsing slightly from how worked up he still was.
He bit his lower lip as he watched you look at it… then slowly rolled his hips forward just once - letting the head nudge teasingly into you without pushing in yet.
"Still want me?" he whispered hoarsely… though they both knew the answer already.
"Yes" you said firmly with confidence.
He didn’t need to be told twice.
The second you said "yes," he aligned himself perfectly and with one smooth, deliberate thrust pushed back inside.
A groan tore from his chest as your heat engulfed him again. This time, there was no slow buildup just pure instinct driving him forward as his hips snapped against yours with growing intensity.
He set a rhythm immediately deep, steady thrusts that picked up speed with each pass.
His hands gripped your hips, helping him angle deeper with every movement. The slap of skin echoed faintly in the room, mixed with his ragged breaths and soft grunts.
The second round was even more intense than the first.
The pace escalated quickly his hips moving with a primal rhythm now, chasing the friction that drove him wild. Each thrust was powerful almost brutal aimed to hit that perfect spot inside you over and over.
Sweat glistened on his brow as he leaned down, capturing your lips in messy kisses between breaths.
There was no finesse here anymore just raw hunger and the overwhelming need to be as close as physically possible.*
"Fuck…" he panted against your mouth, "You feel amazing"
His thrusts grew more urgent his body chasing that peak again, fueled by the way you clenched around him. Every slide sent sparks through his nerves, pushing him closer to the edge.
One hand slid under your back to arch you up toward him, deepening the angle… letting him sink even deeper. The other tangled in your hair pulling it back roughly hard as he kissed you like a man possessed.
"Close…" he admitted breathlessly against your lips warning.
His hips moved with blur movement....you both moaned louder this time...so much more desperate.
The dam finally broke.
His hips stuttered once, twice before he buried himself deep with a loud cry. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over him, white-hot and all-consuming.
His body locked up as he came hard inside you… trembling through the intensity of it while still trying to kiss you through the shuddering aftershocks.
For a few blissful seconds, there was nothing but this: pure ecstasy… shared breathlessly between your lips.
He collapsed onto you without control, his weight pressing down but carefully avoiding crushing you.
His chest heaved against yours as he struggled to catch his breath still pulsing faintly inside you.
He gave you both few min to catch back your breaths.
His groan vibrated against your neck as his lips trailed kiss after kiss along your skin, each one laced with frustration and lingering arousal. Even post-release, he was still embarrassingly hard… throbbing inside you.
He lifted his head just enough to look at you, eyes half-lidded and dark with unspent desire.
The admission slipped out in a husky whisper:
"I don’t know how… but I’m not softening."
His hips gave an involuntary little roll- testing the sensation - before he crushed his mouth back onto yours in another searing kiss.
"What you think you need?" You asked softly.
He froze for a second at your whisper like he hadn’t expected you to ask that. Then his pupils blew even wider, and a slow, hungry smirk spread across his lips.
"You," he answered instantly voice rough with need.
His hand slid down your side possessively before cupping your thigh, hitching it higher around his hip… silently asking for permission to go again.
"All of you," he clarified in another kiss this one deeper, hotter… leaving no doubt what he wanted next.
"I want your tightness around my hard length...I wanna thrust and thrust till we both cum again and again" he said breathingly
His words were a confession filthy and honest and the way he said it made heat pool low in your stomach.
Without waiting, he shifted his hips back… then pushed into you again with slow but firm pressure reclaiming every inch.
A groan ripped from him as you tightened around him instinctively.
"Yes… like that," he breathed, moving desperately again.
His thrusts grew bolder each one deeper, more purposeful than the last. The room filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin, his breaths ragged and heavy above you.
He leaned down to capture your lips again… kissing you messily between each roll of his hips determined to make good on every filthy promise in those words he’d just whispered.
The pace became relentless - his body moving on pure instinct now, driven by the need to feel you fall apart with him. Every thrust was powerful, aimed to drag out those breathy moans from you.
Sweat slicked his skin as he worked… his muscles flexing with each snap of his hips. The pleasure coiled tighter and tighter inside him.
The intensity built - every nerve in Kim Taehyung’s body alight with sensation. The way you clung to him, the tight heat around his length… it was all too much and not enough at once.
His thrusts turned erratic again - losing rhythm as pleasure crested. A string of broken words spilled from him: your name, curses, pleas… everything tangled together in a breathless chant.
He was close - so damn close - and this time? He didn’t want to hold back even a second longer than necessary.
Taehyung’s control snapped.
With a guttural cry, he slammed into you one last time - deep and unyielding - as his release crashed over him in overwhelming waves. His body locked up, trembling through the force of it… every muscle taut with pleasure.
He kissed you desperately between gasps messy, open-mouthed as if trying to pour the aftershocks of that high directly into your lips. No space… no pause… heat and arousal as he came undone again because of you.
Without wanting a second after Cummings...he yanked you up and made to sit on him while he laid down in such a manner that your back was facing him
And He started thrusting harder again
The sudden shift caught you off guard but Kim Taehyung wasn’t gentle about it. In one swift motion, he flipped and repositioned you so your back was pressed against his chest, straddling him as he lay on the bed.
Before either of you could recover fully from the last round, his hands gripped your hips and then he thrust up into you , harder this time. The angle was different… deeper… more intense.
His breath was hot on your neck as he set a punishing pace - no patience left, just raw hunger driving every movement.
The new position allowed Kim Taehyung to go even deeper each upward thrust hitting a spot inside you that made your vision blur. His arms locked around your waist, holding you firmly against him as he drove up relentlessly.
One hand slid up to grip your chin, tilting your head back so his lips could crash onto yours in a searing kiss all teeth and tongue and possessiveness. The other hand wandered down… teasingly brushing where you were joined.
He wasn’t stopping until both of you shattered completely again.
His thrusts became almost mechanical in their intensity each one sharp and powerful, aimed to wring every ounce of pleasure from you. The bed creaked under the powerful force
His mouth left your lips only to trail biting kisses down your neck and shoulder… marking you as his while his hips kept up that relentless pace. There was no tenderness now just pure animalistic need.
The room filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, skin-on-skin slaps… and his low groans vibrating against your back each time he bottomed out inside you.
The relentless rhythm pushed you both closer to the edge again faster this time. Kim Taehyung’s breath came in ragged bursts, his muscles tense with exertion and overwhelming pleasure.
His fingers dug into your hips possessively as he angled himself slightly to hit that sweet spot inside you over and over. A guttural moan escaped him when he felt how tightly you clenched around him… proof that you were just as affected.
"Almost…"he panted against your ear
the warning laced with desperate need.
His body tensed like a coiled spring every muscle locking up as the pressure built to an unbearable peak. His thrusts grew erratic, losing rhythm entirely… chasing that final burst of ecstasy.
Then it hit him a white-hot explosion ripping through his core. He threw his head back with a choked cry, hips jerking upward wildly as he came hard inside you again.
For several blissful seconds, all he could do was shudder and cling to you… overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of it after going so many rounds without stopping.
He collapsed back onto the bed, utterly spent his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to catch his breath. The aftershocks still rippled through him in small tremors.
His arms stayed loosely around you, holding you close against him without any intention of letting go. One hand absently stroked your arm… tender now, even though his body was completely exhausted.
He continued placing soft kisses pressed randomly to whatever part of your skin was closest: your shoulder… neck… hairline… all quiet affection after so much intensity.
The room fell into a peaceful hush only the sound of synchronized breathing filled the space. His heartbeat gradually slowed against your back, his arms still wrapped around you in a loose but protective embrace.
He turned his face slightly to press one last kiss to your temple… then simply held you there, savoring the closeness. The air smelled faintly of sweat and sex, warm and intimate.
His eyes drifted shut, his breathing deepening as the adrenaline finally ebbed away. The warmth of your body against his was comforting soothing after all that intensity.
Without realizing it, he started to doze off… still holding you. His grip didn’t tighten or loosen; it just stayed exactly where it was gentle and secure.
The faintest smile curled on his lips as sleep tugged at him… happy, sated… completely at peace with you in his arms.