Hiya, I'm M. I write smut and have a weakness for Park Jimin. var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5536839"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=.&e2=.&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); Married to Kim Junmyeon Masterlist || Newest: Quiet (M)
Effort makes you. You will regret it someday if you don’t do your best now. Don’t think it’s too late but keep working on it. It may take time, but there’s nothing that gets worse due to practicing. So practice. - Jeon Jungkook
Summary: Taehyung loves making you a complete mess in his dressing room before a show and you just can’t keep quiet.
Warnings: use of a vibrator, fingering, cunnilingus, dirty talk, dressing room sex, dom!tae, slight breathplay, hair pulling, degrading terms, creampie, instantly starts as smut.
A/N: Inspired by a midnight thirst filled discord debate call about Tae because this man truly is something else. Thank you for being patient for content~ ♡
You bite your lip as the humming of the vibration increases in volume.
Your thighs twitch but Taehyung doesn’t allow it, his hand wrapping and pinning your leg to remain wide on the counter with a rough grasp, his hold dominate as his nails slightly dig and leave red crescents into your thigh, the cold bite of the rings on his fingers against your skin making you shutter.
His dark eyes watch you silently, taking note to how your knuckles were nearly turning white by how tight your fists were formed to sharp breath you sucked between your swollen lips as the vibration curved at an angle on your clit.
A weak whimper escapes you and you feel pressure against your lips at your boyfriend sets his index finger against your mouth to silence you, his expression serious as it stared right through you.
“Quiet.”
He said the single word in a stern command and you weakly nodded, running your tongue between your lips to graze against his finger and you watched as his brows raised for a slight second from the action before his face returned to being completely unfazed as you took his long finger into your mouth and sucked it, your tongue coating the digit eagerly.
You try to be greedy, your body lifting from the flat surface to push against the vibrator to apply more pressure against your soaked heat but Taehyung’s rough hold at your thigh pushes you down instantly, causing you to let out a desperate whine around his finger.
“You know better than that, baby.”
He pulls his finger from your mouth with a wet pop leaving a string of saliva to fall down your chin and messily drip onto the slightly revealing view of your cleavage which Taehyung’s eyes follow down to before his gaze lifts to watch you slowly run your tongue over your lips.
His fingers graze down your chin and you loll your head back as his touch continues to dance down your skin, your body stiffens when his long fingers freeze and curl around your throat. Taehyung tilts his head, his dark eyes looking to your slightly fucked out expression as your breathing came out in a short staggering pants as you chew your bottom lip to hold back the moan building at the back of your throat as he tightens his hold at your throat.
“You know better than to disobey me,” He breathes out with a shake of his head, his lips forming the words slowly in a tone that sends shivers up your spine as he shifts the vibrator to apply more pressure against your sensitive throbbing bud, his hand clamping in a controlled hold around your throat as you suck in a surprised gasp but he continues to speak in the low un phased growl, ”Don’t you?”
Your eyes shut as your mouth forms a wide ‘o’ and you nod feverish to him, whimpering a small weak ‘yes’ as your firsts loosen and then curl tightly as you squirm on the make up counter of his dressing room. A handsome smirk graces Taehyung’s lips as he loosens his hold on your throat, allowing a plentiful fill of air to your body which you greedily suck in, his fingers remaining on your neck as his thumb gently strokes against the sensitive skin, your head swimming with the sensual buzz that leaves you feeling as if you were floating.
“Tae,” It comes dry from your lips, weak and desperate.
Taehyung looks to you with a tilted expression, a deep hum rumbling from his throat though he was more than sure what you wanted, what you craved for him to do to you. He just wanted to hear you say it, he wanted to hear you beg. When swallowed the lump in your throat and parted your lips to speak, a moan escapes you as the vibrator rolls down to touch your folds and your back arch against the sudden attention to your core.
The glint of amusement lights up in Taehyung’s eyes as he keeps his poker face, he lets out another low hum and blinks as if he didn’t hear you and heat builds at your cheeks as you try to shake the words to speak. Weak groans cause your words to slur and your boyfriend watches with perked brows.
“Tae, fucking hell, touch me please,” You whine during the sadistic movement of the vibrator running up your folds to graze your clit before it trail down and continues moving back and forth. “Please I’ve been so good, please l want to feel you.”
The click of a switch sounds and your body twitches and aches as the vibration against your clit stops completely and the vibrator is placed beside you on the counter. A pout falls heavy on your lips and Taehyung kisses your lips tenderly when he sees your expression, a chuckle leaving him as you gasp at the touch of his index and middle finger grazing against your slit.
“You’re so cute like this, Y/N.”
Taehyung’s hands run up your legs and wrap to hold your thighs so he pull you to the edge of the counter, his hands spreading you open for him as he kisses along your jaw and lowers himself to kneel before you, his kisses trailing low while his hands move to push the material of your shirt above your breasts so his warm lips could gaze the now revealing skin.
His lips touch your inner thigh as one of his hands kneads the other and snakes to graze his thumb against your sensitive bud and you moan as you rush your hands to thread through his dark locks, holding a grip that makes him hum against your thigh as his teeth nips the skin, his tongue moving in slow strokes over the marking.
He continues to kiss the skin of you thigh until he navigates himself to settle before your entrance, his dark eyes flickering to meet your face as the warmth of his breath ghosts against your slit, making you squirm.
“So needy and wet just for me.”
The words are mumbled and you squeak as Taehyung places a gentle kiss against your slit, your body twitching as your hands through his hair tense.
“Only me.” The heat of his words hitting your core and making you shutter.
His hands massage and knead your thighs, attempting to relax you as he keeps your legs propped open.The temptation to wrap your legs around his head and pull him closer to taste you picked at you but you felt too impatient to risk irritating your boyfriend and play any more games.
Taehyung runs his tongue between his lips, one of his hands remaining on your inner thigh while the other spreads your folds apart, giving him the view of your soaked core.
“Such a pretty pink pussy,” His husk tone muses as he tilts his head, his brown eyes flicking up to watch your face through his stray bangs. His dyed hair looks so soft and your fingers twitch against your palms, aching to thread through the dark dyed strands and hear the deep rumble of his voice groan your name.
“Tae, please,” Your voice begs, sounding so small and weak it makes his cock throb.
“Please what, princess?” His voice is pure gravel, his pupils dark and calm as they watch you squirm, aching and helpless on the vanity counter. His lips stay parted after his words as he runs a slender finger over your core and you shutter. “Does my baby girl want me to taste her?”
"Yes,” You breathe out as Taehyung’s thick finger continues to brush against your folds before the touch is gone and Taehyung leans himself so close, you could feel his hot breath against your core.
His eyes stayed locked with your’s as he moves the tip of his tongue to run up your slit and you squirm against the counter, chewing your lower lip to muffle yourself.
You had to stay quiet.
You bottom lip slips from your bite when his tongue moves between your folds without warning, your body arching to the wet warmth as your breath hitches, your hands reaching to grab hold of something, anything. Taehyung moans at the taste of you, the vibration of it meeting against your core and you can’t take it, your fingers running through the softness of his locks and curling a grip that makes his fingers dig into your thigh.
“Oh, fuck,” You croak, leaning your head back to rest against the mirror behind you as your eyes flutter to the feeling of your boyfriend’s tongue changing the long torturous strokes against your core to become more hungered and sloppy, as if he couldn’t get enough. When his finger enters your entrance, a moan spills from you and those dangerous brown eyes flicker to watch your reaction.
Then you feel another one of his slender fingers enter you, stretching your walls for what’s to come and it’s breaking your silence.
“Tae,” You beg and your voice is so weak, so needy as you body twitches to arch to take his tongue deeper, to fuck yourself on his long thick fingers. You’re still trembling from the actions of the vibrator that the long strokes of your boyfriend’s flat tongue against your folds and pumping of his thick fingers have your walls clenching, aching to cum.
Good girls wait until they’re told to cum.
Taehyung’s eyes tell you as he lets your push his face harder against your core, moaning at how eager you are to take as much of his tongue as you can. How desperate you are, how you think you’re the one in control. His two fingers curl deep within your core, an action that makes your back arch from the mirror with a fumbled moan of his name.
You don’t care anymore about this little game, you just want to cum.
“Tae, fuck, Tae don’t stop,” You moan and you don’t care that you were probably loud enough for the members in the other rooms to hear your through the thin walls. You don’t care that you were probably leaving a mess of yourself on the counter, you don’t care how slutty you look with your dress hiked up and your legs spread wide. No, you just cared about cumming on your boyfriend’s handsome face.
“So close, Tae please, I’m so close,” You choke out in another loud moan, eyes screwing shut as you feel a tightness in your gut and then it’s gone just like, the air from your lungs gone as Taehyung pulls himself from your slit. He runs his tongue between his swollen lips, his thumb following after to wipe away any remaining taste of you. It’s dangerous sight that leaves your throat dry, trapping you to be be a mute trembling mess.
"You just couldn’t stay quiet.”
It comes out in a growl and you gasp as you’re pulled forward hard to the edge of the counter as Taehyung is tugging the button and zipper free to his pants with one hand, quick to hold his cock in hand and stroke himself, releasing a strained curse.
“You just have to be loud enough so everyone can hear what a slut you are,” He continues, his grip tight on your thigh now gentle as it massaged the flesh and you look so fucked out that Taehyung has to hold himself back from working himself to cum over your spread thighs and paint that your tight little dress with the milky ribbons of his seed.
“You want to act like a needy little slut,” Taehyung's voice falls an octave that sends a shiver through your body, his hand lifting to brush his thumb against your lips and when you brush your tongue against it, you feel his body move against your’s, his cock along grazing against your folds and you moan against his digit. “Then I’ll fuck you like one.”
You’re greedy when his cock enters you, filling you suddenly with a length your walls eagerly clench around and Taehyung bites out a curse as you pull him further against you, your hands clinging to his chest, your legs wrapping around his waist.
“So fucking tight for me, baby, fuck,” He groans lowly as you take him to the hilt, a moan leaving your own lips as you feel so blissfully, wondrously full.
“Tae, please,” You beg around his finger, breath hitching as he starts to pull out and your fingers curl tight around his back jacket as you hips arch to him, your weak begging eyes meeting his hard gaze,”Fuck me.”
With a growl, he thrusts back into you, his cock filling you again hard and deep.
“This what you want baby girl, huh?” Taehyung hisses as his one hand guides your body to move on his cock as his other hand keeps at your mouth, another digit moving between your lips which you glad run your tongue over. “You want me to punish you and fuck your tight cunt until you beg me to stop? Look at you, it takes having your mouth stuffed to keep you quiet. Should I have one of the boys join us, hm? Let them see how pretty you look sucking their cock?”
You moan around his fingers, your body lost in rough movement of Taehyung pounding his cock into you. The overlapping sounds of your heavy breaths, moans of pleasure and lewd sounds filling his dressing room.
“You getting close baby? Is that pretty pussy gonna cum on my cock?” Taehyung muses in a husky tone and you nod eagerly, that same deep feeling in your gut growing tighter and tighter. “God, you look so beautiful like this, mmh, so fucked out of from my cock, so needy to cum but you know better, don’t you princess?”
His fingers slips out of your mouth, stringing saliva as they lower to meet against your clit, moving against the sensitive nub and you hold grip of his jacket so tightly your knuckles turn white, your voice weak in sinful moans. You’re so close, you're so very close. “Tae.”
“You know better than to cum without permission,” Taehyung growls, hovering so his hot breath is against your lips, the color in his brown eyes hard. “Don’t you?”
You whimper, nodding so desperately as he continues to work your clit, your walls stretching to his cock, clenching as you try to hold yourself back.
“P-Please,” You choke out, your hips arching so his cock angles just right and it’s too good, it’s so so good that you know you can’t last as your gut grows even tighter and fuck, you love it. “Tae, ah fuck.”
You whine as you lick your lips quickly and the sight of that almost pushes him to kiss you hard and swallow your moans but he wanted to hear you like this, he wanted everyone to hear you begging and moaning because of him.
“Oh baby, we both know you can do better than that,” Taehyung hums, his hand moving from your hip to curl at the back of your head, gripping your hair to pull it back so he could run his nose along your jaw, his lips speaking again your skin. “You want to cum, don’t you?”
Again, you nod, your breath uneven as your lips shape out ‘Yes.’
“Then beg,” Taehyung demands and you do, breathing out ‘please’ against his ear before repeating it and over again, your voice straining in a rising begging tone as his hips slam quicker against your’s, your hands trying to pull him even closer.
He shuts you up with a hard kiss, his tongue filling your mouth as you submit to him without thought and when his moans meet your’s, you’re just about gone. It’s not long before his tongue retreats, the kiss broken as he rests his forehead against your’s as he commands you effortlessly.
“Cum.”
Your orgasm breaks through you as you finally let go, giving all of yourself to Taehyung and he takes it just as quickly, muttering curses as he lasts only a few moments longer as your walls clench around his cock and milk him of every last drop of cum. When he pulls out of you to collect himself, you legs around his waist tense to hold him back but you let him pull away, running a hand to push his bangs back as his brown eyes looking made of glass as he looks over the sight of you.
The sight of you looking so fucked out on the makeup counter, your dark dress hiked up, your core swollen with his seed. Like this, you were a work of art, you memorized him. If he could, he would skip the whole show to fuck you over and over again in his dressing room.
Yet he’s quick to clean himself, fixing his suit and adjusting his cuffs as he moves back towards you with his usual blank expression, his hand moving your’s away as you close your legs and try to fix your dress.
“Stay like this,” He tells you, his fingers running up your thighs and you shutter at the touch,”I want to see you in the crowd, sitting so pretty and perfect, filled to the brim with my cum, not spilling a single drop. Can you do that baby?”
You nod, nearly breathless as he kisses your lips so softly, pulling back with his boxy like smile that was just as dangerous.
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