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#TAEJOON: for us~

[younithv]

know that i will wait for you..

── 21. winter bear. she / her. taejoon biased.

pure filth live your dirtiest fantasies through my writing mdni please reqs open wattpad

do not rewrite any of my work, feed it to ai, or try claiming as your own.

mostly about tae. only for fem readers. one shots. imagines.

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[arminslutss]

ANATOMY PRACTICE

Summary: Why pay for a nude artist when you and Armin have your art major boyfriend, Jean Kirschtein?

The library was quiet, the scratching of pen on paper and the occasional flips of pages the only source of noise. You and Armin weaved your way through the bookshelves, hand in hand, searching for Jean.

When you texted him about an “urgent matter”, he said to come to the private library room he was in studying for next weeks’ exam.

Once you both arrived to the second room, Armin softly knocked on the door, waiting for Jean’s muffled “come in” before entering.

Papers and books were spread out across the table in front of him, an overwhelming amount of information for one to take in at once.

“I told you not to procrastinate studying,” you chuckle, walking over to Jean, leaning down to give him a kiss on the cheek. “You’re only making things harder.”

Jean groaned. “I’m aware. That’s what I get for spending so much time with you two.”

You and Armin take a seat across from Jean, waiting until he had fully pried himself from his textbook to start talking.

“So, she texted you about an ‘urgent matter’, as you know.” Armin glanced over at you. Sure, it wasn’t truly urgent, but at the time it sure felt like it.

Jean nodded, resting his chin in his hand.

“Well, I came up with the idea of, um, you painting us…” Armin trailed off, a red hot blush on his face.

“We would like you to paint us while intimate. You can join right after, of course.”

Jean’s eyes widened, a curious spark lit in his pupils. The smirk you and Armin knew all too well spread across his face, a sure sign he liked what he was hearing.

“I can definitely do that. Anything for you too. In fact, I’ll do it tonight!”

Jean was visibly getting more and more excited– just thinking about painting you two together during sex was turning him on more than he would care to admit.

“Okay, then! Come by my dorm anytime later tonight.” Armin grabbed your hand, pulling you up and over to the door.

“We’ll leave you to study, baby,” you said, turning around to blow Jean a kiss as you walked out the door. “Thank you! We love you!”

Jean waved to you both, letting out a long exhale once the door was shut. Studying was the last thing on his mind now. His new priority was figuring out which positions he’d put you and Armin in later that night.

Jean was stripped down to his boxers, dick pulsing uncomfortably hard against the damp fabric as he watched Armin thrust up into you as you rode him.

His brushes worked fast against the canvas, fingers trying to perfect the scene in front of him.

Your hips moved back and forth, pussy swallowing up all of Armin's cock. Armin's hands dug into your hips, squeezing down hard on the skin, nail marks in their wake; he had forgotten all about Jean painting you and him-- he was too focused on trying to pleasure you.

"A-Armin! Calm down, I'm gonna- nghh!" Your sultry moans rang throughout the room, music to your boyfriends' ears. Jean was growing impossibly harder at the sight, dangerously close to cumming in his boxers for the second time.

Armin helped to guide you up and down, watching your full tits bounce right along with you. Each slam of your body back down onto his brought him closer and closer to another orgasm, previous one still leaking down of you, droplets spraying to the side with each bounce.

He rutted upwards, in too deep to try and slow down now. The tip of his cock brushed your cervix with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure rippling through your core and lower stomach.

Jean was practically sweating trying to draw you both. He kept looking back at the bed, making sure the curves of your thighs and the muscle on Armin's biceps were drawn perfectly. After all, you two were his lovers; it'd be a disservice to draw you any less beautiful.

The small tip of his brushed worked to draw your facial expressions, leaving out no detail from what was actively displayed. Jean's hands shook, eyes starting to wander from his canvas to you and Armin. He wanted nothing more than to join you both, to make you forget your own names.

"Gonna cum, 'min!" Your moans grew louder as your orgasm washed over you, hot spurts of cum seeping from your cunt.

Armin groaned, head thrown back, shooting another load of his cum up into your pussy, stuffing you full of his release. Hips coming to a slow, you planted your hands on Armin's chest, starting to come down from your high.

The damp patch on Jean's boxers grew to be fully wet, the sight of you and Armin cumming enough to make him cum on his own once again, without even a single touch.

He examined the canvas in front of him, satisfied with the work he had done, hoping you and Armin would like it as well.

"Come on, Jean," you beckoned, reaching your hand outwards. "We can look at the painting later. I'm sure it's beautiful."

Jean nodded, heading over to Armin's bed and climbing on, hands immediately on your body.

"Let Armin recover for a moment, alright?" Jean pulled you off Armin, getting you in position under him.

"It's my turn to have you now, sweetheart."

[younithv]

sorry for being SO inactive. im brewing something up tho ;)

[paperellina]

toji holding his sweet girl on his lap during business...(rough toji x sweet girl reader)

the shithole smells like smoke and expensive liquor, low music humming somewhere in the background while men twice your age talk too loudly around the table, stacks of cash spread out between drinks and ashtrays like its basically nothing.

you feel really out of place.

pretty thing tucked right into tojis lap while he sits leaned back in his chair like he owns the room, one thick arm wrapped around your waist, hand planted heavy against your thigh to keep you still whenever you shift nervously.

he didnt even hesitate about bringing you in with him. the second you quietly suggested waiting in the truck, his head snapped toward you immediately.

"the hell you are," he muttered, "aint leavin you out there by yourself."

your warm in his lap, cheeks hot every time one of the men glances your way before immediately looking somewhere else when toji notices.

his grip tightens every single time like he barely realizes hes doing it.

"...numbers aint addin up." he says low, voice rough as he flips through the money with one hand while the other stays on you the entire time. "you tryin to play with me or what?"

one of the men laughs nervously.

"cmon toji, its all there."

"dont 'cmon toji' me." he replies flatly.

you shrink a little further into him at the tone, fingers curling lightly into the front of his shirt, and his hand immediately slides slow along your thigh, grounding you without even looking down.

he notices everything about you without trying.

"…you alright?" he mutters finally, glancing down at you for the first time in ten minutes. you nod quickly, still shy under all the attention.

"mhm."

his eyes narrow slightly like he doesnt fully buy it, thumb dragging once across your thigh before his arm tightens around your waist, pulling you more firmly against him.

one of the men across the table makes the mistake of smiling at you for too long, and tojis entire expression hardens immediately, eyes lifting slow from the money to him.

his gaze is flat, cold and mean.

"oi." he says, and thats enough, because the guy looks away fast.

then his hand slides up your back, large and warm, holding you against his chest while he goes right back to business like nothing happened at all, keeping you tucked safely in his lap the entire time.

and then, his hand moves higher, digging into the curve of your ass, squeezing slow and deliberate.

you grip his shoulder, inhaling sharply to stop the squeak that almost left your lips. you stay, trying to keep your expression neutral as he kneads the muscle, his thumb tracing the seam of your jeans.

he does it again, harder this time, then drags his palm down the back of your thigh, grazing the sensitive skin behind your knee.

he glances down at you, noting your expression out of the corner of his eye. he huffs a short, almost silent laugh, the sound meant just for both of you.

its sweet, how you react.

he says something to the men about a deadline, about trust. his hand stops, rests flat on your stomach, his fingers splayed. he leans back in the chair, pulling you with him, and the weight of his palm is the only thing keeping you grounded.

his hand doesnt move again.

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[younithv]

Sorry for no new posts, haven’t even been reading my toji ffs 💔💔💔

[younithv]

── while you sleep | kth

you and your husband haven't had sex in days. both sexually frustrated, taehyung had enough of this stress pent up in him and decides to take it out on you while you sleep.

pairing ─ husband!taehyung x wife!reader

genre ─ smut, one shot, no plot tbh, fluff at the end

warning ─ mdni pls, 18+, begging, somno (tae fucking reader in her sleep), clit stimulation, tae being a pervert, dry humping, jerking off, cock warming, please do not read if youre sensitive, this is all fake, FICTIONAL!! no one is forcing you to read this so please relax.

wc ─ 2.1k

a/n ─ wrote this literally right now, erm.. i didn't reread it so some parts may not make sense but i still like the way this came out. send request of anything! i write about tae mostly but i can write about other bts members and also animes like aot or jjk. hope you enjoy this one though!

you assumed your husband was coming home late, again, for the fifth night in a row. you were sexually frustrated, you can't remember the last time you felt this way. 

constantly craving your man on you, craving the warmth his arms would give you when he’d wrap them around your curvy body, yearning for just a simple kiss on the lips from him. 

you both had been working your asses off at work recently, you were never home during the day, same with him, leaving you both with only seeing each other at night, and even then you would wake up around the time he would go to sleep. 

and of course even though you were so horny for him, you couldn't wake him up, not when hes already snoring like a bear all curled up in bed, with his cheek pressed up against his pillow, lips parted and his front hair moving with the waves of the AC that would hit him oh so perfectly. 

knowing that tae was coming home late because of the time on the clock that read ‘12:48am’, you naturally fell asleep, you fought hard to keep your eyes open, you wanted to at least kiss him goodnight before he slept. 

but your body betrayed you, you hadn't even realized your eyes had closed and you were long gone into your dream, long gone into your abyss of images and voices your mind puts you through every night while you rested.

on the other hand, your husband came home at around 1:35am, yeah no way in hell were you going to be able to stay up for another hour waiting for your precious boy to come home after yet another long day of work.

the front door opens, heavy footsteps are heard from downstairs beneath the room. but of course you don't hear anything, not a single peep could wake you up from your blissful dreams. his routine would be to make himself a quick snack, watch tv while munching loudly, and then come upstairs to lay right next to you.

you don't know this but he would always make sure to kiss your forehead before he drifted off to his own blissful dream. but tonight was different, he didn't make himself a snack or a quick meal. he was hungry for something else.

you.

you weren't aware of how sexually frustrated your husband had gotten the last few days, weeks even. so caught up on your own frustration, not realizing that tae was going through the same thing as you, if not worse.

he lets his bags drop on the floor beneath him, he takes his shoes off before walking up the stairs, making sure to not wake you even though he knew you were a heavy sleepier. more recently at least.

he opens the door to the room and there you are, so cozy in bed, the comfy blanket draped over your perfect body, the curve of your ass visible even when its covered in layers of fabric. he cant help but just stare at your sleeping body, watching your back move up and down against the blanket, your left leg folded upwards and your other leg laid straight beneath you.

he sighs at the sight of you, you're so beautiful to him, so precious, it makes him mad almost, to where he just wants to ruin your perfect body. mark it all up to let everyone know who exactly you belong to. 

but he knew he couldn't do that, at least not tonight. he finally steps into the room fully, closing and locking the door behind him ever so gently as he walks up to his side of the bed. your ass is more visible now, basically asking to be spanked and grabbed. he bites his bottom lip, thinking about all the things he wants to do to you at this exact moment.

he slides into bed next to you, going under the blankets despite still being in his sweaty, sticky smelling work clothes. he pulls you close to him, holding you tightly against his chest, that feminine smell of you hits his nose and oh does that make him hard.

you smell like a woman, his woman.

you're still so sound asleep, so deep into your slumber that you don't even feel your husbands clothed hard cock pushing up against your ass. hes hungry, starving, he needs you so bad but he cant do too much.

he lets out quiet “mmm” and “fuck”s behind your ear, still rutting against you, his dick twitches inside of his pants, he grips you harder, “fuck baby..” he whispers as hes cumming inside of his boxers. 

hes so fucking dirty, dry humping your body while youre innocently sleeping, so unaware of the male getting off behind you. but hes still not satisfied, he wants, no, he needs to be inside of you so badly. 

he lets his grip off of you gently, he pulls down his pants along with his boxers. he reaches forward to your sweetest, neediest spot, rubbing soft small circles around your bud. you don't feel it at first, still so dozed off, dreaming about who knows what.

after a few seconds, hes getting hard all over again. fuck hes such a pervert, using your body while youre sleeping. touching you in your most precious spots while you're in your most vulnerable state.

your coating his fingers at this point, hes reaching down rubbing your slit that is covered in your slick. your body reacts faster than you do, still peacefully sleeping but you're all wet for him? you're just as perverted as he is and he knew it. 

he smirks at the feeling of his fingers getting coated in your juices, and he slowly slides his finger in. he looks at your facial expression to see if you’d finally wake up but, nothing, not yet at least. 

he pulls back out, using your slick as lube while he pumps himself up and down, his own cum smearing all over his tip, shaft and everywhere else. he slides down your panties, enough to where your ass is out, enough to where he can slide in his length into your hole that has no idea what's coming. 

he holds you again, close, secured against his chest, and he lines himself up, slowly sliding into your warm tight walls. he groans at the feeling of you clamping down on him, at this point you started shifting in your sleep but he held you still.

your eyes flutter open, you feel full but from where? you're confused, you're horny, wet, you feel warmth against your back. you rub your eyes, “tae? whatre you doing?” you ask with a whine following after your words.

you whine more as he's now pushing himself in and out of your wet dripping cunt. “shh baby, you looked so cute- fuck.. had a rough day at work yknow? mm fuck- just needed to be inside you okay?” hes thrusting faster, deeper, you feel every inch of his hard cock pumping in and out of your needy hole.

“mmm tae” you whine, you grip the blanket, you're still so tired to even move much so you lay there, taking it. he kisses your shoulder, soothing you as hes fucking you. 

“shh i know honey, i know..” 

your quiet whimpers and whines get tae going even more, not only are you not pushing him away but you're enjoying this just as much as he is. you both needed this, and you two knew it. 

your walls flutter against his cock, you're close, you feel that familiar feeling in your stomach. he feels it too, he groans into your ear, “fuck baby, you close?”

“mhmmm”

“yeah? cum all over this dick baby.. fuck- please.”

thats all it took for you, your pussy hugs your husbands length and gushes all over it, he paints your warm walls white as he pumps his cum in and out of your hole. filling you up to the brim, your juices and his cum dripping down your thigh and down his dick.

you both lay there, heavy breathing filling up the emptiness of the room that was once filled with squelching noises. his chest pressed up against your back, heaving up and down as you both catch your breaths. 

you go to pull away from him but he only holds you tighter. “stay..please..” he begs quietly. his eyes already closing up as his dick softens inside of you. 

you bite your bottom lip at the feeling of your hole still being full of his cum and cock. you stay there, in his warm comforting arms. thats when it hit you, he needed this just as much as you did. you knew he was just as sexually frustrated. 

that warm, cozy feeling of finally being in your husbands embrace filled your body with so much bliss, so much love, you wanted to stay like this forever. 

-

in the morning, turns out he actually called off of work just so he can finally spend time with you, and well you had your day off so it worked perfect. hes not inside of you anymore, hes actually on your side of the bed, crouched down shaking your shoulder to wake you up.

“hmm?”

“cmon baby lets get you cleaned up.”

your eyes flutter open, squinting at the bright sun beaming inside the room, you see your beautiful husband in front of you, flashing that sweet smile of his. tae rubs soft circles on your cheek and stares at you, “i prepared the bath with bubbles and everything.”

you sniffle, hair messy, sticking to your neck and forehead and look over at the restroom where the bath was filled with bubbles. you look back at him and sigh, “pick me up.” you say in a pout and reach your arms forward.

he chuckles, standing up correctly and carries you bridal style to the bathroom, he sets you down on the counter and takes your clothes off since he didnt even get past that part before he started fucking you last night.

he stands between your legs, taking your face in between your hands so you can look up at him, your right cheek a light shade of red from the pressure of it being against the pillow, your puffy eyes and lips, oh you looked so precious to him, you are so precious to him. 

“my pretty girl, how did i get so lucky? hm?” hes caressing your face, planting a soft kiss on your forehead when he moved your hair away from it. 

you blush at his words and hug him close, wrapping your legs around his waist, his body wraps around your bare skin. his hand going up and down your back as your ear is pushed against his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

you both stay like this for a while, the sound of the bubbles in the bath sizzling as the seconds went by, he kisses the top of your head and hes picking you up again. your body already wrapped around him.

hes hovering over the tub now, “set your feet down honey.” you do, and he gently places you in the bathtub. the warm water hugs your skin so perfectly, you hum in satisfaction as you lean back against the wall. your eyes close, you almost feel like you can sleep again.

taehyung chuckles while watching your reaction, “feel good?” 

“mhm.. so good.”

you open your eyes to look at your husband who happened to still be in his clothes, you pout at him and he notices the look on your face. “whats wrong?” 

“why aren't you in here with me?” you nudge his arm and he laughs shaking his head. “i was about to get in with you silly girl.” he pinches your cheek before removing his clothes, you scoot forward in the bathtub, some of the water and bubbles leaking out.

he gets in behind you, wrapping his hands on your waist to pull you close to him. youre now leaning your head back against his chest as he's leaning his head back against the cold tile behind him. eyes closed, both savoring this amazing moment.

he brushes his finger tips up and down your arms that were covered in goosebumps, leaning down to kiss your cheek, jaw line and neck as he nuzzles into you. you melt against his touch and grab his hands so they can wrap around your stomach. 

“mmm this is the life.” you giggle and he hums in agreement against your neck.

he plants another kiss on your neck and bites it gently, “lets use our vacation days.”

you giggle and nod, “yes i agree.”

─ younithv est 2026.

[sugrveil]

۟ ៹ 𓂂 fuck u better car sex with toji when his gf calls ֗ ꫂ 18+

“f-fuck.” strong hands gripped the plush skin of your waist, guiding your movements. the car windows fogged up in a matter of seconds, your combined heavy breaths not doing much to aid the evidence of what was going on.

the car bounced with every movement you made, old metal creaking. how you got here was a funny story really — a late night gas station run with your best friend morphed into to something less platonic. a silly joke about experimenting with your best friend.

and with the snacks long forgotten in the front seat, you rode your best friend in the back of his old car. toji’s head fell back against the head rest as you grind down against his cock. he was so big and thick, you were surprised he even fit.

“god, don’t stop, baby… holy shit—” he groans, cock pulsing inside your cunt. your knees began to ache now with the effort of riding him in such limited space, your nails digging into his broad shoulders.

“mmh—” you moan, brows drawn tight as he hit that little sweet spot over and over.

“you feel so fucking good. such a tight little pussy,” he praises under his breath, palms sliding around to squeeze your ass, guiding you harder against him.

toji was nearly limp under you, fighting hard to not cum right then and there. but the swivel of your hips was too much. little whines left your kiss-swollen lips, the sounds going straight to his groin. “fuck, the way you sound..” toji’s voice was ten times lower than it usually was, body less tense, black hair a shaggy mess on his head.

“gonna cum in you — can’t hold it.” he groans, fucking his hips up into yours, the slick sound of skin slapping getting louder. his words made your pussy throb, the thought of being filled with him. your best friend. “please, toji. please, i wan—”

before you could finish your plea, his phone lit up with a call beside his hip. barely sparing it a glance, he catches the name on the screen. ‘my love’ with two pink hearts — a contact name she picked out. he hated it.

but instead of ignoring it like he usually did when he was with you, he let go with one hand and picked it up, putting the phone to his ear.

toji was a breathless mess, lids low in a trance-like state of watching your tits bounce in front of him. spilling over the cups of your bra, little bite marks littered your skin from his earlier desperateness.

“yeah?” his husky voice called out. it’s only then you realize he answered the call, a tiny gasp leaving you as your pace faltered. “toji—” a slap to your ass cuts off your whisper.

“babe, where are you?” you hear his girl whine on the other end of the phone.

your bouncing slowed to rocking against him again, his cockhead kissing the front side of your walls deliciously. your forehead drops to his shoulder, your moans in one of his ears and her annoying ass voice in the other.

“i’m out. fuck — i’ll be back later.” he groans when you pick up the pace, chasing your orgasm whether she heard or not. you never liked her anyway — and she damn sure hated you.

“who are you with? what are you doing?” she asks, clear attitude in her tone. “with.. shiu. i gotta — oh, god — go. call you later.”

toji’s eyes roll back in pleasure as he hangs up on her, cutting her next accusing question off.

he tosses the phone mindlessly, hand back on you. “that’s it, baby. just like that—o-ooh.. shit..” he groans, hips erratically rutting up into yours now.

he sends you over the edge with his lips sealed around your tit, squeezing at the other as he drove into you with a frenzied speed. he follows right after, warm spurts of his thick cum flood your cunt. he was so loud too, all types of grunts and curses falling from his lips.

you both ride it out, moving against each other until you slow to a stop. still leaving him lodged deep inside your pussy, he lifts your face up.

looking at you with hazy eyes, his thumb traces and pulls at your bottom lip. “never fucked her raw…” he admits, veiny length still twitching inside you. “pussy’s way better than hers..” toji’s gaze drops back to your mouth, your lips.

“wonder if this throat is better too.”

a/n: first post kinda nervy ><

— div cr suupersonic

[younithv]

── while you sleep | kth

you and your husband haven't had sex in days. both sexually frustrated, taehyung had enough of this stress pent up in him and decides to take it out on you while you sleep.

pairing ─ husband!taehyung x wife!reader

genre ─ smut, one shot, no plot tbh, fluff at the end

warning ─ mdni pls, 18+, begging, somno (tae fucking reader in her sleep), clit stimulation, tae being a pervert, dry humping, jerking off, cock warming, please do not read if youre sensitive, this is all fake, FICTIONAL!! no one is forcing you to read this so please relax.

wc ─ 2.1k

a/n ─ wrote this literally right now, erm.. i didn't reread it so some parts may not make sense but i still like the way this came out. send request of anything! i write about tae mostly but i can write about other bts members and also animes like aot or jjk. hope you enjoy this one though!

you assumed your husband was coming home late, again, for the fifth night in a row. you were sexually frustrated, you can't remember the last time you felt this way. 

constantly craving your man on you, craving the warmth his arms would give you when he’d wrap them around your curvy body, yearning for just a simple kiss on the lips from him. 

you both had been working your asses off at work recently, you were never home during the day, same with him, leaving you both with only seeing each other at night, and even then you would wake up around the time he would go to sleep. 

and of course even though you were so horny for him, you couldn't wake him up, not when hes already snoring like a bear all curled up in bed, with his cheek pressed up against his pillow, lips parted and his front hair moving with the waves of the AC that would hit him oh so perfectly. 

knowing that tae was coming home late because of the time on the clock that read ‘12:48am’, you naturally fell asleep, you fought hard to keep your eyes open, you wanted to at least kiss him goodnight before he slept. 

but your body betrayed you, you hadn't even realized your eyes had closed and you were long gone into your dream, long gone into your abyss of images and voices your mind puts you through every night while you rested.

on the other hand, your husband came home at around 1:35am, yeah no way in hell were you going to be able to stay up for another hour waiting for your precious boy to come home after yet another long day of work.

the front door opens, heavy footsteps are heard from downstairs beneath the room. but of course you don't hear anything, not a single peep could wake you up from your blissful dreams. his routine would be to make himself a quick snack, watch tv while munching loudly, and then come upstairs to lay right next to you.

you don't know this but he would always make sure to kiss your forehead before he drifted off to his own blissful dream. but tonight was different, he didn't make himself a snack or a quick meal. he was hungry for something else.

you.

you weren't aware of how sexually frustrated your husband had gotten the last few days, weeks even. so caught up on your own frustration, not realizing that tae was going through the same thing as you, if not worse.

he lets his bags drop on the floor beneath him, he takes his shoes off before walking up the stairs, making sure to not wake you even though he knew you were a heavy sleepier. more recently at least.

he opens the door to the room and there you are, so cozy in bed, the comfy blanket draped over your perfect body, the curve of your ass visible even when its covered in layers of fabric. he cant help but just stare at your sleeping body, watching your back move up and down against the blanket, your left leg folded upwards and your other leg laid straight beneath you.

he sighs at the sight of you, you're so beautiful to him, so precious, it makes him mad almost, to where he just wants to ruin your perfect body. mark it all up to let everyone know who exactly you belong to. 

but he knew he couldn't do that, at least not tonight. he finally steps into the room fully, closing and locking the door behind him ever so gently as he walks up to his side of the bed. your ass is more visible now, basically asking to be spanked and grabbed. he bites his bottom lip, thinking about all the things he wants to do to you at this exact moment.

he slides into bed next to you, going under the blankets despite still being in his sweaty, sticky smelling work clothes. he pulls you close to him, holding you tightly against his chest, that feminine smell of you hits his nose and oh does that make him hard.

you smell like a woman, his woman.

you're still so sound asleep, so deep into your slumber that you don't even feel your husbands clothed hard cock pushing up against your ass. hes hungry, starving, he needs you so bad but he cant do too much.

he lets out quiet “mmm” and “fuck”s behind your ear, still rutting against you, his dick twitches inside of his pants, he grips you harder, “fuck baby..” he whispers as hes cumming inside of his boxers. 

hes so fucking dirty, dry humping your body while youre innocently sleeping, so unaware of the male getting off behind you. but hes still not satisfied, he wants, no, he needs to be inside of you so badly. 

he lets his grip off of you gently, he pulls down his pants along with his boxers. he reaches forward to your sweetest, neediest spot, rubbing soft small circles around your bud. you don't feel it at first, still so dozed off, dreaming about who knows what.

after a few seconds, hes getting hard all over again. fuck hes such a pervert, using your body while youre sleeping. touching you in your most precious spots while you're in your most vulnerable state.

your coating his fingers at this point, hes reaching down rubbing your slit that is covered in your slick. your body reacts faster than you do, still peacefully sleeping but you're all wet for him? you're just as perverted as he is and he knew it. 

he smirks at the feeling of his fingers getting coated in your juices, and he slowly slides his finger in. he looks at your facial expression to see if you’d finally wake up but, nothing, not yet at least. 

he pulls back out, using your slick as lube while he pumps himself up and down, his own cum smearing all over his tip, shaft and everywhere else. he slides down your panties, enough to where your ass is out, enough to where he can slide in his length into your hole that has no idea what's coming. 

he holds you again, close, secured against his chest, and he lines himself up, slowly sliding into your warm tight walls. he groans at the feeling of you clamping down on him, at this point you started shifting in your sleep but he held you still.

your eyes flutter open, you feel full but from where? you're confused, you're horny, wet, you feel warmth against your back. you rub your eyes, “tae? whatre you doing?” you ask with a whine following after your words.

you whine more as he's now pushing himself in and out of your wet dripping cunt. “shh baby, you looked so cute- fuck.. had a rough day at work yknow? mm fuck- just needed to be inside you okay?” hes thrusting faster, deeper, you feel every inch of his hard cock pumping in and out of your needy hole.

“mmm tae” you whine, you grip the blanket, you're still so tired to even move much so you lay there, taking it. he kisses your shoulder, soothing you as hes fucking you. 

“shh i know honey, i know..” 

your quiet whimpers and whines get tae going even more, not only are you not pushing him away but you're enjoying this just as much as he is. you both needed this, and you two knew it. 

your walls flutter against his cock, you're close, you feel that familiar feeling in your stomach. he feels it too, he groans into your ear, “fuck baby, you close?”

“mhmmm”

“yeah? cum all over this dick baby.. fuck- please.”

thats all it took for you, your pussy hugs your husbands length and gushes all over it, he paints your warm walls white as he pumps his cum in and out of your hole. filling you up to the brim, your juices and his cum dripping down your thigh and down his dick.

you both lay there, heavy breathing filling up the emptiness of the room that was once filled with squelching noises. his chest pressed up against your back, heaving up and down as you both catch your breaths. 

you go to pull away from him but he only holds you tighter. “stay..please..” he begs quietly. his eyes already closing up as his dick softens inside of you. 

you bite your bottom lip at the feeling of your hole still being full of his cum and cock. you stay there, in his warm comforting arms. thats when it hit you, he needed this just as much as you did. you knew he was just as sexually frustrated. 

that warm, cozy feeling of finally being in your husbands embrace filled your body with so much bliss, so much love, you wanted to stay like this forever. 

-

in the morning, turns out he actually called off of work just so he can finally spend time with you, and well you had your day off so it worked perfect. hes not inside of you anymore, hes actually on your side of the bed, crouched down shaking your shoulder to wake you up.

“hmm?”

“cmon baby lets get you cleaned up.”

your eyes flutter open, squinting at the bright sun beaming inside the room, you see your beautiful husband in front of you, flashing that sweet smile of his. tae rubs soft circles on your cheek and stares at you, “i prepared the bath with bubbles and everything.”

you sniffle, hair messy, sticking to your neck and forehead and look over at the restroom where the bath was filled with bubbles. you look back at him and sigh, “pick me up.” you say in a pout and reach your arms forward.

he chuckles, standing up correctly and carries you bridal style to the bathroom, he sets you down on the counter and takes your clothes off since he didnt even get past that part before he started fucking you last night.

he stands between your legs, taking your face in between your hands so you can look up at him, your right cheek a light shade of red from the pressure of it being against the pillow, your puffy eyes and lips, oh you looked so precious to him, you are so precious to him. 

“my pretty girl, how did i get so lucky? hm?” hes caressing your face, planting a soft kiss on your forehead when he moved your hair away from it. 

you blush at his words and hug him close, wrapping your legs around his waist, his body wraps around your bare skin. his hand going up and down your back as your ear is pushed against his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

you both stay like this for a while, the sound of the bubbles in the bath sizzling as the seconds went by, he kisses the top of your head and hes picking you up again. your body already wrapped around him.

hes hovering over the tub now, “set your feet down honey.” you do, and he gently places you in the bathtub. the warm water hugs your skin so perfectly, you hum in satisfaction as you lean back against the wall. your eyes close, you almost feel like you can sleep again.

taehyung chuckles while watching your reaction, “feel good?” 

“mhm.. so good.”

you open your eyes to look at your husband who happened to still be in his clothes, you pout at him and he notices the look on your face. “whats wrong?” 

“why aren't you in here with me?” you nudge his arm and he laughs shaking his head. “i was about to get in with you silly girl.” he pinches your cheek before removing his clothes, you scoot forward in the bathtub, some of the water and bubbles leaking out.

he gets in behind you, wrapping his hands on your waist to pull you close to him. youre now leaning your head back against his chest as he's leaning his head back against the cold tile behind him. eyes closed, both savoring this amazing moment.

he brushes his finger tips up and down your arms that were covered in goosebumps, leaning down to kiss your cheek, jaw line and neck as he nuzzles into you. you melt against his touch and grab his hands so they can wrap around your stomach. 

“mmm this is the life.” you giggle and he hums in agreement against your neck.

he plants another kiss on your neck and bites it gently, “lets use our vacation days.”

you giggle and nod, “yes i agree.”

─ younithv est 2026.

[tojipie]

toji has his own way of being sweet when you've got him in your mouth

18+ mdni, smut, toji x fem reader, face fucking, deep throating, blowjob, facial, soft(ish) toji

it takes everything in you not to choke on your own tongue. to keep a steady flow of air into your lungs as you take him down to the hilt just the way he likes. and yet, you still do, sputtering around toji’s cock right as his tip kisses against the fleshy part of your throat.

his brow furrows at the noise, concentration broken by the coughing fit you’re trying (and failing) to will down. jade eyes peek open just the slightest bit to look down at you between his legs. you can see a smile forming even with the way his head is thrown back. slightly amused and equally as proud of you for even trying.

“d'aww, cmon. none of that.” he chides, stroking a condescending thumb against the apple of your cheek. he takes the time to feel the way your lips bulge around the girth of his dick, cheeks slick with a mix of tears, spit, and precum.

you whine something unintelligible back, defending yourself through a string of garbled, watery syllables neither of you can quite make out. air fills your chest in broken pulls, knees numb against the carpet.

"i know, i know." he reassures you quietly. there's a rasp to his voice that wasn't there before. the kind of grit he starts spewing when he's holding himself back. his free hand flexes into a fist, knuckles creaking with how hard his nails his fingers are gripping the couch.

the ache in your lungs is mostly gone, replaced by by a high that makes your head swim and your stomach flutter. you curl your tongue against the underside of his tip, taking it into your mouth, and something in the way toji’s lips press together lets you know he’s got something up his sleeve.

"fuck, hold onto me." he urges, standing to his full height with a grunt. your hands come around the backs of his calvess, fingers curling into the rough denim bunched below his knees. you look up at him through your lashes, reveling in the sly grin he shoots you before sliding home into your mouth, teeth digging into his bottom lip.

toji doesn’t break eye contact, hands cradling the back of your head while his hips ease back and forth. there’s so much to focus on that you’re not even sure where to look. how the veins in his forearms and biceps flex every time he brings your head forward, the way his balls draw up every time he hits the back of your throat. even the way he looks at you now is far too much. like he wants to either eat you alive or keep you on his dick for the rest of conceivable time. you wouldn’t mind either option if you’re being quite honest.

the feeling of his warm fingers in your hair lulls you into a trace. you hollow your cheeks the best you can, slick pooling in the gusset of your panties while he chases his high surrounded by the warm embrace of your lips.

“inside? hm?” he asks you, peering down at your kneeling form through his fringe. “where do you want it?” he massages slow circles into your scalp with his fingers, watching the tension bleed from your face with a satisfied grin.

you shake your head “no”, mouth still stretched to accommodate his length. toji’s dick jumps at that, smacking against the roof of your mouth with a wet noise only you can hear.

“yeah? you want something different?” the way he asks you is strained, almost like he’s not sure he can hold his load for long. toji withdraws from your mouth with a long, drawn out groan before wrapping a sweaty fist around himself, using the ring of spit around the base as lube.

“fuck, work with me here.” he begs. his free hand closes in underneath your chin, thick fingers cradling your jaw to bring you closer. you realize now that you haven’t said anything this whole time, too focused on the sight of him jacking off above you to answer his question. “c’mon, tell me baby.”

“cum on my face.” you breath. the hand in your hair tightens twice as hard at that as toji drags your face that much closer to his dick. he manages one agonizingly slow pump, then two, then a third before his load is spilling down the underside of his shaft and onto your forehead and cheeks.

[paperellina]

toji when he has to leave you every morning for work (x chubby!fem reader) .✦ ݁˖

tojis standing by the bedroom door at like 5am, already dressed, boots on, his jacket half zipped, keys in his hand, andd hes not leaving yet, just standing there like something short circuited in him the second he looked back at the bed.

you were dead asleep, face half buried into the pillow. your body sunk deep into the mattress. the blankets were twisted around your legs, one thrown off somewhere during the night, top bunched up just enough to show the soft curve of your waist where it pressed into the bed. one tit was already halfway out your top, pressing against the bedsheets.

he sighs, rubbing the edge of his jaw. he shouldve left already, he knows that.

instead hes leaning there, big frame taking up the doorway, eyes dragging slow over you like hes committing the whole thing to memory. its honestly getting ridiculous now, because all he wants to do is take his shoes off, crawl into bed, and press you up against him again.

you dont move once, just breathing soft, lips parted a little, completely gone to the world, and it somehow makes it worse because now you look extra comfortable, like the bed was built for you specifically.

his grip tightens around his keys for a second, jaw shifting while he looks at you like you personally did this to him on purpose.

because now hes late, and hes still not leaving.

and then he exhales, low and annoyed, like hes finally had enough of himself, pushing off the doorway and walking back over, heavy steps quiet out of habit as he leans over the bed, one big hand grabbing at your upper thigh to pull you just enough toward him.

you barely stir, just a soft little sound leaving you as your face turns slightly into him.

he presses a rough kiss against your cheek, then another against your mouth, quick and gruff, like hes stealing it before he goes, thumb pressing once into your side before he lets you sink back into the mattress.

"love you," he mutters under his breath, more habit than anything, hand patting your ass before he straightens up.

this time he actually leaves.

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[younithv]

fluff - tae defends you from your kid talking back.

a/n ─ this is kinda sloppy, i got this idea from tiktok (iykyk). this is pretty short since i recently got a job and im lowkey tired already lol, but luckily i have so many ideas piled up on my notes so :) hope you enjoy this one!

read more of this family series here!

you were frustrated, overwhelmed and infuriated at the mess your kid keeps making around the house. 

almost tripping everyday from a toy or stuff animal being left in the middle of the hallway. 

you let it slide the first few times, until..

“i told you to clean up after yourself when you're done playing honey.” 

he rolled his eyes at you. 

“you do not roll your eyes at me young man, when i tell you to do something you do it. you understand?”

taehyung was in the kitchen making dinner for the three of you, watching you scold his kid in silence. 

tae knew how to handle his son's attitude, and your son knew not to mess with tae because he is nothing like his mommy. 

you're nurturing, soft, scared to yell at your own son. not because you think it makes you look like a bad mom, but the thought of him crying because you yelled at him broke your heart.

he’d cry when tae yelled at him.

“you really dont need to be yelling at him honey..”

“the kid misbehaves, im not having a brat in the house.”

you never yelling at him explains why he would always sass you. 

“pick this up now.” 

he ignores you. 

you sigh and look at tae from the living room, he's already looking at you, his gaze drops down to the food he's making and shakes his head. 

“if you're that nice, he's never going to listen to you.”

maybe he was right but, you still can't yell at him.

you look back at your son. “pick this up now or im taking away your toys for the rest of the week and you won't be able to use daddy's computer.”

“mom just shut up already! i heard you the first time!” he snaps.

it goes quiet. 

your eyes wide and you freeze in place.

and oh is your husband furious. 

“excuse me?” you hear taehyung's deep voice coming from behind you in the kitchen.

“who do you think you're talking to?” 

he turns off the stove and starts walking towards the both of you.

your son realized what he had just done. 

hes on the floor watching his dad getting closer and closer.

“huh? who do you think you're talking to like that?”

“n-no one..” his voice quiet.

“what was that?” tae crouches down to his level to look at him straight in the eye.

“no one.” more clear this time.

“dont you ever speak to my wife like that again, do you hear me?” 

he nods.

“pick this up now and go to your room.” he stands up and waits for him to start cleaning up.

“what are you waiting for? start cleaning up.”

he nods quickly and does as he is told. 

“and it better be the last time i ever hear you talking to her like that again.” his voice sharp, almost hot from how hes defending you. 

he turns his head to look at you, reaching to rub your arm and nods at the kitchen. 

“can you finish up dinner honey?” his voice soft and gentle with you.

you nod and head to the kitchen, resuming the food he was making as you watch tae stand there, hovering over your son while he's cleaning up his mess.

tae had always defended you from other people, but, this time it was different. 

the words “dont you ever speak to my wife like that again.” echoed in your mind.

he was defending you from your own son, and it was the hottest thing ever. 

“now go back to your room, and don't leave until we call you for dinner.”

you hear your husband's voice and it cuts you off from your thoughts.

you continue finishing up dinner and tae is now behind you. 

his arms wrapping around your body, “you okay?” 

you nod and turn around, your arms reaching forward to his neck.

“so do you want another kid?” 

he flinches at the question and looks at you, almost laughing. 

“what?” 

you giggle, leaning in for a kiss and slightly biting his bottom lip. 

“mm baby-” he mumbles against your mouth as you're still kissing him.

once the kiss starts getting more intense you pull away, looking up at him and you nibble at your wet, swollen bottom lip.

“youre so sexy when you defend me baby.” 

he raises his brow, “yeah?” 

you nod, his hands going lower and lower, landing at the bottom of your ass, squeezing it lightly. 

he looks at you up down, humming at the beautiful sight of his wife. 

his hands roaming around your body, squeezing your waist, your ass, your thighs, your ass again. 

“why dont i give you that other kid then? hm?” 

you giggle and shake your head, reaching forward again to kiss his lips. 

“youre crazy.”

you turn back around, finishing up dinner.

“for you.” 

─ younithv est 2026.

[younithv]

── while you sleep | kth

you and your husband haven't had sex in days. both sexually frustrated, taehyung had enough of this stress pent up in him and decides to take it out on you while you sleep.

pairing ─ husband!taehyung x wife!reader

genre ─ smut, one shot, no plot tbh, fluff at the end

warning ─ mdni pls, 18+, begging, somno (tae fucking reader in her sleep), clit stimulation, tae being a pervert, dry humping, jerking off, cock warming, please do not read if youre sensitive, this is all fake, FICTIONAL!! no one is forcing you to read this so please relax.

wc ─ 2.1k

a/n ─ wrote this literally right now, erm.. i didn't reread it so some parts may not make sense but i still like the way this came out. send request of anything! i write about tae mostly but i can write about other bts members and also animes like aot or jjk. hope you enjoy this one though!

you assumed your husband was coming home late, again, for the fifth night in a row. you were sexually frustrated, you can't remember the last time you felt this way. 

constantly craving your man on you, craving the warmth his arms would give you when he’d wrap them around your curvy body, yearning for just a simple kiss on the lips from him. 

you both had been working your asses off at work recently, you were never home during the day, same with him, leaving you both with only seeing each other at night, and even then you would wake up around the time he would go to sleep. 

and of course even though you were so horny for him, you couldn't wake him up, not when hes already snoring like a bear all curled up in bed, with his cheek pressed up against his pillow, lips parted and his front hair moving with the waves of the AC that would hit him oh so perfectly. 

knowing that tae was coming home late because of the time on the clock that read ‘12:48am’, you naturally fell asleep, you fought hard to keep your eyes open, you wanted to at least kiss him goodnight before he slept. 

but your body betrayed you, you hadn't even realized your eyes had closed and you were long gone into your dream, long gone into your abyss of images and voices your mind puts you through every night while you rested.

on the other hand, your husband came home at around 1:35am, yeah no way in hell were you going to be able to stay up for another hour waiting for your precious boy to come home after yet another long day of work.

the front door opens, heavy footsteps are heard from downstairs beneath the room. but of course you don't hear anything, not a single peep could wake you up from your blissful dreams. his routine would be to make himself a quick snack, watch tv while munching loudly, and then come upstairs to lay right next to you.

you don't know this but he would always make sure to kiss your forehead before he drifted off to his own blissful dream. but tonight was different, he didn't make himself a snack or a quick meal. he was hungry for something else.

you.

you weren't aware of how sexually frustrated your husband had gotten the last few days, weeks even. so caught up on your own frustration, not realizing that tae was going through the same thing as you, if not worse.

he lets his bags drop on the floor beneath him, he takes his shoes off before walking up the stairs, making sure to not wake you even though he knew you were a heavy sleepier. more recently at least.

he opens the door to the room and there you are, so cozy in bed, the comfy blanket draped over your perfect body, the curve of your ass visible even when its covered in layers of fabric. he cant help but just stare at your sleeping body, watching your back move up and down against the blanket, your left leg folded upwards and your other leg laid straight beneath you.

he sighs at the sight of you, you're so beautiful to him, so precious, it makes him mad almost, to where he just wants to ruin your perfect body. mark it all up to let everyone know who exactly you belong to. 

but he knew he couldn't do that, at least not tonight. he finally steps into the room fully, closing and locking the door behind him ever so gently as he walks up to his side of the bed. your ass is more visible now, basically asking to be spanked and grabbed. he bites his bottom lip, thinking about all the things he wants to do to you at this exact moment.

he slides into bed next to you, going under the blankets despite still being in his sweaty, sticky smelling work clothes. he pulls you close to him, holding you tightly against his chest, that feminine smell of you hits his nose and oh does that make him hard.

you smell like a woman, his woman.

you're still so sound asleep, so deep into your slumber that you don't even feel your husbands clothed hard cock pushing up against your ass. hes hungry, starving, he needs you so bad but he cant do too much.

he lets out quiet “mmm” and “fuck”s behind your ear, still rutting against you, his dick twitches inside of his pants, he grips you harder, “fuck baby..” he whispers as hes cumming inside of his boxers. 

hes so fucking dirty, dry humping your body while youre innocently sleeping, so unaware of the male getting off behind you. but hes still not satisfied, he wants, no, he needs to be inside of you so badly. 

he lets his grip off of you gently, he pulls down his pants along with his boxers. he reaches forward to your sweetest, neediest spot, rubbing soft small circles around your bud. you don't feel it at first, still so dozed off, dreaming about who knows what.

after a few seconds, hes getting hard all over again. fuck hes such a pervert, using your body while youre sleeping. touching you in your most precious spots while you're in your most vulnerable state.

your coating his fingers at this point, hes reaching down rubbing your slit that is covered in your slick. your body reacts faster than you do, still peacefully sleeping but you're all wet for him? you're just as perverted as he is and he knew it. 

he smirks at the feeling of his fingers getting coated in your juices, and he slowly slides his finger in. he looks at your facial expression to see if you’d finally wake up but, nothing, not yet at least. 

he pulls back out, using your slick as lube while he pumps himself up and down, his own cum smearing all over his tip, shaft and everywhere else. he slides down your panties, enough to where your ass is out, enough to where he can slide in his length into your hole that has no idea what's coming. 

he holds you again, close, secured against his chest, and he lines himself up, slowly sliding into your warm tight walls. he groans at the feeling of you clamping down on him, at this point you started shifting in your sleep but he held you still.

your eyes flutter open, you feel full but from where? you're confused, you're horny, wet, you feel warmth against your back. you rub your eyes, “tae? whatre you doing?” you ask with a whine following after your words.

you whine more as he's now pushing himself in and out of your wet dripping cunt. “shh baby, you looked so cute- fuck.. had a rough day at work yknow? mm fuck- just needed to be inside you okay?” hes thrusting faster, deeper, you feel every inch of his hard cock pumping in and out of your needy hole.

“mmm tae” you whine, you grip the blanket, you're still so tired to even move much so you lay there, taking it. he kisses your shoulder, soothing you as hes fucking you. 

“shh i know honey, i know..” 

your quiet whimpers and whines get tae going even more, not only are you not pushing him away but you're enjoying this just as much as he is. you both needed this, and you two knew it. 

your walls flutter against his cock, you're close, you feel that familiar feeling in your stomach. he feels it too, he groans into your ear, “fuck baby, you close?”

“mhmmm”

“yeah? cum all over this dick baby.. fuck- please.”

thats all it took for you, your pussy hugs your husbands length and gushes all over it, he paints your warm walls white as he pumps his cum in and out of your hole. filling you up to the brim, your juices and his cum dripping down your thigh and down his dick.

you both lay there, heavy breathing filling up the emptiness of the room that was once filled with squelching noises. his chest pressed up against your back, heaving up and down as you both catch your breaths. 

you go to pull away from him but he only holds you tighter. “stay..please..” he begs quietly. his eyes already closing up as his dick softens inside of you. 

you bite your bottom lip at the feeling of your hole still being full of his cum and cock. you stay there, in his warm comforting arms. thats when it hit you, he needed this just as much as you did. you knew he was just as sexually frustrated. 

that warm, cozy feeling of finally being in your husbands embrace filled your body with so much bliss, so much love, you wanted to stay like this forever. 

-

in the morning, turns out he actually called off of work just so he can finally spend time with you, and well you had your day off so it worked perfect. hes not inside of you anymore, hes actually on your side of the bed, crouched down shaking your shoulder to wake you up.

“hmm?”

“cmon baby lets get you cleaned up.”

your eyes flutter open, squinting at the bright sun beaming inside the room, you see your beautiful husband in front of you, flashing that sweet smile of his. tae rubs soft circles on your cheek and stares at you, “i prepared the bath with bubbles and everything.”

you sniffle, hair messy, sticking to your neck and forehead and look over at the restroom where the bath was filled with bubbles. you look back at him and sigh, “pick me up.” you say in a pout and reach your arms forward.

he chuckles, standing up correctly and carries you bridal style to the bathroom, he sets you down on the counter and takes your clothes off since he didnt even get past that part before he started fucking you last night.

he stands between your legs, taking your face in between your hands so you can look up at him, your right cheek a light shade of red from the pressure of it being against the pillow, your puffy eyes and lips, oh you looked so precious to him, you are so precious to him. 

“my pretty girl, how did i get so lucky? hm?” hes caressing your face, planting a soft kiss on your forehead when he moved your hair away from it. 

you blush at his words and hug him close, wrapping your legs around his waist, his body wraps around your bare skin. his hand going up and down your back as your ear is pushed against his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

you both stay like this for a while, the sound of the bubbles in the bath sizzling as the seconds went by, he kisses the top of your head and hes picking you up again. your body already wrapped around him.

hes hovering over the tub now, “set your feet down honey.” you do, and he gently places you in the bathtub. the warm water hugs your skin so perfectly, you hum in satisfaction as you lean back against the wall. your eyes close, you almost feel like you can sleep again.

taehyung chuckles while watching your reaction, “feel good?” 

“mhm.. so good.”

you open your eyes to look at your husband who happened to still be in his clothes, you pout at him and he notices the look on your face. “whats wrong?” 

“why aren't you in here with me?” you nudge his arm and he laughs shaking his head. “i was about to get in with you silly girl.” he pinches your cheek before removing his clothes, you scoot forward in the bathtub, some of the water and bubbles leaking out.

he gets in behind you, wrapping his hands on your waist to pull you close to him. youre now leaning your head back against his chest as he's leaning his head back against the cold tile behind him. eyes closed, both savoring this amazing moment.

he brushes his finger tips up and down your arms that were covered in goosebumps, leaning down to kiss your cheek, jaw line and neck as he nuzzles into you. you melt against his touch and grab his hands so they can wrap around your stomach. 

“mmm this is the life.” you giggle and he hums in agreement against your neck.

he plants another kiss on your neck and bites it gently, “lets use our vacation days.”

you giggle and nod, “yes i agree.”

─ younithv est 2026.

[younithv]

fluff - tae feels his baby moving around in your belly for the first time.

a/n ─ i think this is soooo wholesome and cute, finished this literally right now. i really hope you guys enjoy this family series im doing for tae, im thinking about doing it with an anime character as well..but we'll see. hope you enjoy!

read more of this family series here!

it had now been 5 months into your pregnancy and tae, your husband, could nearly have a heart attack if he lost sight of you. 

the constant “honey where are you?” echoing around the house. 

“in the bathroom babe” you'd reply annoyed but it was cute. he was cute. 

tae was always, and i mean always making sure you were okay. you were only 5 months pregnant, not even a waddle in your walk yet but, pain in your lower back grew more and more as the months went by.

just a few weeks ago, you were on your “i can do it babe dont worry” stage. 

you ordered a new nightstand, you built it, not even letting your precious husband help you. 

“ah ah- i got it, thanks.” you snapped at him when you'd notice him getting closer and closer to assist you.

another thing you ordered was a new gaming chair, for not only yourself but for taes office, and who built it? you did. 

who offered to help? tae, but did you let him? of course not.

“honey thats too heavy you cant carry that, here let me-”

“i said i got it babe.” 

you guys bickered about this for those weeks of this stage, he was only worried that you'd hurt yourself, and the baby of course.

but at last, the stage finally wore off. that heavy feeling rose off of taes shoulders when he noticed.

-

it was late at night, your husband in bed next to you, large arm wrapped around your shoulder.

your head laying on him, legs tangled with each other, and your hand resting just above the bump of your belly.

the sounds of tae munching on his snack while he watched the tv echoed around the room, you subconsciously matched your breathing with his when you felt his chest moving beneath you.

and then you felt it.

you gasp, “baby..”

tae springs up, his eyes locking on you, “whats wrong? are you okay? is the baby ok-”

you giggle at his panic and bring your hand up to his cheek to calm him down.

“im okay honey.” 

he sighs in relief.

you grab his hand and put it on your stomach, he looks at you, looks down at your belly, and back at you.

“do you feel him? hes moving around.”

at first, tae didnt feel anything, waiting for what felt like forever and finally.

his eyes widened and he looks back down at your belly. 

“he really is moving.” 

you nod excitedly and lift your shirt up to feel the movement better.

“see? hes moving a lot actually, i think he knows his daddy is here.” you giggle.

tae smiles and rubs your belly, his eyes full of love, this was the first time he had ever felt something like this.

he never felt so much love for a human being he hasn't even met yet before, you can almost cry from the sight of this beautiful moment.

you actually do, and he notices.

looking back up at you, his face softens. 

“whats wrong baby?” 

these moments of you crying was pretty often actually, but no matter what, tae was always there for you. 

“im just so happy.” your voice cracks, tears falling down your soft cheeks and you look down at your belly, rubbing it oh so gently. 

his face has this ‘aww’ look to it. 

his wife is so sensitive and its the most precious thing, he couldn't help but almost giggle at you.

“im happy too baby, dont cry okay?” he smiles, caressing your cheek, his thumb swiping over the wet part of your flushed cheeks. 

you nod at him, his finger hooking under your chin to make you look back at him.

he kisses your lips, so much love, so much devotion in it. 

you both pull away, foreheads resting on one another. 

“i love you tae.”

“i love you more sweet girl.”

─ younithv est 2026.

[younithv]

── while you sleep | kth

you and your husband haven't had sex in days. both sexually frustrated, taehyung had enough of this stress pent up in him and decides to take it out on you while you sleep.

pairing ─ husband!taehyung x wife!reader

genre ─ smut, one shot, no plot tbh, fluff at the end

warning ─ mdni pls, 18+, begging, somno (tae fucking reader in her sleep), clit stimulation, tae being a pervert, dry humping, jerking off, cock warming, please do not read if youre sensitive, this is all fake, FICTIONAL!! no one is forcing you to read this so please relax.

wc ─ 2.1k

a/n ─ wrote this literally right now, erm.. i didn't reread it so some parts may not make sense but i still like the way this came out. send request of anything! i write about tae mostly but i can write about other bts members and also animes like aot or jjk. hope you enjoy this one though!

you assumed your husband was coming home late, again, for the fifth night in a row. you were sexually frustrated, you can't remember the last time you felt this way. 

constantly craving your man on you, craving the warmth his arms would give you when he’d wrap them around your curvy body, yearning for just a simple kiss on the lips from him. 

you both had been working your asses off at work recently, you were never home during the day, same with him, leaving you both with only seeing each other at night, and even then you would wake up around the time he would go to sleep. 

and of course even though you were so horny for him, you couldn't wake him up, not when hes already snoring like a bear all curled up in bed, with his cheek pressed up against his pillow, lips parted and his front hair moving with the waves of the AC that would hit him oh so perfectly. 

knowing that tae was coming home late because of the time on the clock that read ‘12:48am’, you naturally fell asleep, you fought hard to keep your eyes open, you wanted to at least kiss him goodnight before he slept. 

but your body betrayed you, you hadn't even realized your eyes had closed and you were long gone into your dream, long gone into your abyss of images and voices your mind puts you through every night while you rested.

on the other hand, your husband came home at around 1:35am, yeah no way in hell were you going to be able to stay up for another hour waiting for your precious boy to come home after yet another long day of work.

the front door opens, heavy footsteps are heard from downstairs beneath the room. but of course you don't hear anything, not a single peep could wake you up from your blissful dreams. his routine would be to make himself a quick snack, watch tv while munching loudly, and then come upstairs to lay right next to you.

you don't know this but he would always make sure to kiss your forehead before he drifted off to his own blissful dream. but tonight was different, he didn't make himself a snack or a quick meal. he was hungry for something else.

you.

you weren't aware of how sexually frustrated your husband had gotten the last few days, weeks even. so caught up on your own frustration, not realizing that tae was going through the same thing as you, if not worse.

he lets his bags drop on the floor beneath him, he takes his shoes off before walking up the stairs, making sure to not wake you even though he knew you were a heavy sleepier. more recently at least.

he opens the door to the room and there you are, so cozy in bed, the comfy blanket draped over your perfect body, the curve of your ass visible even when its covered in layers of fabric. he cant help but just stare at your sleeping body, watching your back move up and down against the blanket, your left leg folded upwards and your other leg laid straight beneath you.

he sighs at the sight of you, you're so beautiful to him, so precious, it makes him mad almost, to where he just wants to ruin your perfect body. mark it all up to let everyone know who exactly you belong to. 

but he knew he couldn't do that, at least not tonight. he finally steps into the room fully, closing and locking the door behind him ever so gently as he walks up to his side of the bed. your ass is more visible now, basically asking to be spanked and grabbed. he bites his bottom lip, thinking about all the things he wants to do to you at this exact moment.

he slides into bed next to you, going under the blankets despite still being in his sweaty, sticky smelling work clothes. he pulls you close to him, holding you tightly against his chest, that feminine smell of you hits his nose and oh does that make him hard.

you smell like a woman, his woman.

you're still so sound asleep, so deep into your slumber that you don't even feel your husbands clothed hard cock pushing up against your ass. hes hungry, starving, he needs you so bad but he cant do too much.

he lets out quiet “mmm” and “fuck”s behind your ear, still rutting against you, his dick twitches inside of his pants, he grips you harder, “fuck baby..” he whispers as hes cumming inside of his boxers. 

hes so fucking dirty, dry humping your body while youre innocently sleeping, so unaware of the male getting off behind you. but hes still not satisfied, he wants, no, he needs to be inside of you so badly. 

he lets his grip off of you gently, he pulls down his pants along with his boxers. he reaches forward to your sweetest, neediest spot, rubbing soft small circles around your bud. you don't feel it at first, still so dozed off, dreaming about who knows what.

after a few seconds, hes getting hard all over again. fuck hes such a pervert, using your body while youre sleeping. touching you in your most precious spots while you're in your most vulnerable state.

your coating his fingers at this point, hes reaching down rubbing your slit that is covered in your slick. your body reacts faster than you do, still peacefully sleeping but you're all wet for him? you're just as perverted as he is and he knew it. 

he smirks at the feeling of his fingers getting coated in your juices, and he slowly slides his finger in. he looks at your facial expression to see if you’d finally wake up but, nothing, not yet at least. 

he pulls back out, using your slick as lube while he pumps himself up and down, his own cum smearing all over his tip, shaft and everywhere else. he slides down your panties, enough to where your ass is out, enough to where he can slide in his length into your hole that has no idea what's coming. 

he holds you again, close, secured against his chest, and he lines himself up, slowly sliding into your warm tight walls. he groans at the feeling of you clamping down on him, at this point you started shifting in your sleep but he held you still.

your eyes flutter open, you feel full but from where? you're confused, you're horny, wet, you feel warmth against your back. you rub your eyes, “tae? whatre you doing?” you ask with a whine following after your words.

you whine more as he's now pushing himself in and out of your wet dripping cunt. “shh baby, you looked so cute- fuck.. had a rough day at work yknow? mm fuck- just needed to be inside you okay?” hes thrusting faster, deeper, you feel every inch of his hard cock pumping in and out of your needy hole.

“mmm tae” you whine, you grip the blanket, you're still so tired to even move much so you lay there, taking it. he kisses your shoulder, soothing you as hes fucking you. 

“shh i know honey, i know..” 

your quiet whimpers and whines get tae going even more, not only are you not pushing him away but you're enjoying this just as much as he is. you both needed this, and you two knew it. 

your walls flutter against his cock, you're close, you feel that familiar feeling in your stomach. he feels it too, he groans into your ear, “fuck baby, you close?”

“mhmmm”

“yeah? cum all over this dick baby.. fuck- please.”

thats all it took for you, your pussy hugs your husbands length and gushes all over it, he paints your warm walls white as he pumps his cum in and out of your hole. filling you up to the brim, your juices and his cum dripping down your thigh and down his dick.

you both lay there, heavy breathing filling up the emptiness of the room that was once filled with squelching noises. his chest pressed up against your back, heaving up and down as you both catch your breaths. 

you go to pull away from him but he only holds you tighter. “stay..please..” he begs quietly. his eyes already closing up as his dick softens inside of you. 

you bite your bottom lip at the feeling of your hole still being full of his cum and cock. you stay there, in his warm comforting arms. thats when it hit you, he needed this just as much as you did. you knew he was just as sexually frustrated. 

that warm, cozy feeling of finally being in your husbands embrace filled your body with so much bliss, so much love, you wanted to stay like this forever. 

-

in the morning, turns out he actually called off of work just so he can finally spend time with you, and well you had your day off so it worked perfect. hes not inside of you anymore, hes actually on your side of the bed, crouched down shaking your shoulder to wake you up.

“hmm?”

“cmon baby lets get you cleaned up.”

your eyes flutter open, squinting at the bright sun beaming inside the room, you see your beautiful husband in front of you, flashing that sweet smile of his. tae rubs soft circles on your cheek and stares at you, “i prepared the bath with bubbles and everything.”

you sniffle, hair messy, sticking to your neck and forehead and look over at the restroom where the bath was filled with bubbles. you look back at him and sigh, “pick me up.” you say in a pout and reach your arms forward.

he chuckles, standing up correctly and carries you bridal style to the bathroom, he sets you down on the counter and takes your clothes off since he didnt even get past that part before he started fucking you last night.

he stands between your legs, taking your face in between your hands so you can look up at him, your right cheek a light shade of red from the pressure of it being against the pillow, your puffy eyes and lips, oh you looked so precious to him, you are so precious to him. 

“my pretty girl, how did i get so lucky? hm?” hes caressing your face, planting a soft kiss on your forehead when he moved your hair away from it. 

you blush at his words and hug him close, wrapping your legs around his waist, his body wraps around your bare skin. his hand going up and down your back as your ear is pushed against his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

you both stay like this for a while, the sound of the bubbles in the bath sizzling as the seconds went by, he kisses the top of your head and hes picking you up again. your body already wrapped around him.

hes hovering over the tub now, “set your feet down honey.” you do, and he gently places you in the bathtub. the warm water hugs your skin so perfectly, you hum in satisfaction as you lean back against the wall. your eyes close, you almost feel like you can sleep again.

taehyung chuckles while watching your reaction, “feel good?” 

“mhm.. so good.”

you open your eyes to look at your husband who happened to still be in his clothes, you pout at him and he notices the look on your face. “whats wrong?” 

“why aren't you in here with me?” you nudge his arm and he laughs shaking his head. “i was about to get in with you silly girl.” he pinches your cheek before removing his clothes, you scoot forward in the bathtub, some of the water and bubbles leaking out.

he gets in behind you, wrapping his hands on your waist to pull you close to him. youre now leaning your head back against his chest as he's leaning his head back against the cold tile behind him. eyes closed, both savoring this amazing moment.

he brushes his finger tips up and down your arms that were covered in goosebumps, leaning down to kiss your cheek, jaw line and neck as he nuzzles into you. you melt against his touch and grab his hands so they can wrap around your stomach. 

“mmm this is the life.” you giggle and he hums in agreement against your neck.

he plants another kiss on your neck and bites it gently, “lets use our vacation days.”

you giggle and nod, “yes i agree.”

─ younithv est 2026.

[neotoru]

‧₊ ˚⊹ best friend's dad!toji eats you out on his son's bed 18+

cw 3.7k, age gap, oral f receiving, just overall kinda wrong, mentions of hooking up with megumi but not detailed (both you and megumi are adults in this!!)

note my first ever toji fic… ive never written for him before so toji lovers i hope you enjoy this one !! (not proofread sorry :3)

you’re back in yours and megumi’s hometown during the summer break and your parents are on holiday for a while, so you decide to spend a couple of days at his place. the two of you haven’t had proper time spent together in what feels like forever, what with deadlines and exams constantly looming over your heads. finally, this summer, you can take a pause from all the stress and just unwind, and what better way to do so than spending a week with your best friend? 

it’s weird, being back here as an adult. the last time you had been in megumi’s childhood home, you hadn't even moved out for university, yet. you also haven’t seen his father in years. you wonder how he’s keeping up now that megumi isn’t living at home for a majority of the year, wonder if he’s finally managed to find someone else to keep him company after tsumiki’s mother left—not that you were interested in his love life, though. 

now you’re in his house for the first time in forever, and its like a warmth that wraps around you, holding on to the reminder of home. megumi goes back to the car to collect the rest of your stuff as you take in your surroundings. the house is the same. same furniture, same layout, even the same faint smell of that cheap coffee that megumi’s dad liked to drink. 

then the staircase creaks, and toji is walking down in that same black tshirt that he always used to wear, but something’s different. 

“megumi’s friend,” his voice is gravelly. “you’ve grown.” 

oh, it’s different, all right. you don’t think you’ve ever noticed the way his voice lilts, though still low and husky. or the way his shirt clings to his biceps, muscles vaguely outlined through the cloth that hugs his skin. did he change? or did you? for some reason, you can’t seem to find the courage to greet him back. 

then megumi’s back, and the thick tension has suddenly been cut but, still, it’s hard to fully relax again. for the rest of the time you spend at their house, you can never quite shake that cloying feeling you get when toji is around, and it seems as though he notices it, too. the hitch of your breath, the clench of your thighs, the flicker of your gaze; toji picks up on it all. but it’s not like it’s uncomfortable, or anything. 

he’s just so fucking hot. 

he’s like, all hard muscle and deep voice and he’s so caring and how could you not behold him in a different light now that you were grown? over the course of your stay, he’s always offering you snacks and drinks and making sure you feel right at home, being megumi’s best friend and all. and he’s always respectful with it, never tactless. 

though, you always seem to catch his eyes lingering over your chest for a beat too long when you leave megumi’s room in the mornings, still wearing nothing but pyjama shorts and a tank top. and when you go to the kitchen in the dead of night, megumi having fallen asleep long ago, toji is somehow always still on the couch, some show playing faintly in the background. but you can’t really tell what he’s watching, because all you can focus on is how his gaze trails over your figure as you pour yourself a glass of water. 

you would be lying to yourself if you said that you didn't find your own eyes wandering over to him during the day, because he just looks so good in those fitted shirts, and his arms bulge every time he folds them across his built chest. you wonder what it would feel like to have him pick you up and—

stop. what the fuck? he’s your best friend’s dad. he’s also probably twice your age. he’s also known you since forever; he would never dare do such a thing. you mentally chide yourself for letting your thoughts meander astray. you and megumi have been having a lovely summer together so far: playing games, going out to eat, taking long walks in the park. so, you try your best to extinguish the desire that burns deep in your gut, filthy and wrong. 

then it’s late one night, you having crawled into bed with megumi hours ago. he must already be asleep on his side of the bed right now—he always slept before you and always woke up far earlier. you should really be asleep, too. and you’ve been trying to. really, you have. 

but all you can think about is toji and what his tight muscles would feel like under your soft hands and how firm his thighs must be, what, with how thick they are. and, fuck, now you’re wet just thinking about it all. you shift in place, trying your hardest not to wake megumi next to you by rustling the blanket too much. it’s mildly annoying, your panties becoming soaked through with such quickness. because now you either have to do something about it (but then, you’d have to properly clean yourself up), or just try to will yourself to sleep despite the uncomfortable dampness growing between your thighs. 

you must not have been doing a very good job at not disturbing megumi, because he clearly notices your frustration. he is your best friend, after all. who else knows you better than him? he must have picked up on your uneven breaths and the squeeze of your legs because, within a moment, he’s already got his hands on you and you’re already kissing him back without much thought. 

there’s no doubt about it—megumi is your friend, nothing more. but the two of you definitely aren’t strangers to fleeting hookups every once in a while, whenever the clubs and tinder dates start to run dry and you have pent up energy aching to be released. there’s never romantic feelings in it, just a mutual agreement to help one another out when needed. it’s also not like there’s hours of foreplay or some sort of slow, sensual lovemaking session in missionary. no, there’s an unspoken rule of not trying to pursue anything more, which you’re both comfortable with. 

the night spent with megumi is fine, as it always is. but that’s just it. fine. he gets you off perfectly well but you can't deny the fact that, deep down, you crave more. not from him, specifically, but you’re a woman with a sex drive! would it kill to be eaten out every once in a while? you fall asleep that night content, though not fully satisfied. it’s better than nothing, you guess. 

the morning rolls around and megumi, once again, wakes up far earlier than you. you’re still half asleep, but conscious enough to feel him brush your hair from your face and whisper that he was going out to get breakfast for the two of you. he takes his time brushing his teeth and slipping out of his pyjamas and, by the time he’s left, you’ve woken up fully. 

rolling over and shoving your face into a pillow, you groan. you’re mildly sore from the night before, but your clit still throbs with underlying need, still yearning for more. it’s still relatively early, sunlight peeking through the thin ribbons of megumi’s blinds. you try to will away the dull ache between your legs, but it’s literally impossible. 

you find yourself succumbing to desire, lying flat on your back as your hand drifts to slip underneath the waistband of your shorts and into your underwear. you start slow, lightly grazing your sensitive bud and dipping into your hole to bring your juices up. as you begin to circle your clit, you let your mind indulge in whatever fantasies it can think up, as a little treat to yourself. 

of course, the thoughts end up drifting off to toji. he’s probably still asleep, knowing him. you wonder if he heard megumi fuck you last night. you wonder if he heard you groan his son’s name, knowing his father was in the room next over. if he heard the lewd shlicks of megumi’s dick pumping in and out of you. or if he thought about fucking you the way you imagined your best friend was actually his own dad. 

soft moans fill the room as you touch yourself with more fervour, more unfiltered need. it’s not long before you unconsciously find his name on your lips like a mantra. 

“toji… fuck— oh my god, toji.” 

it feels so good, being able to let yourself get lost in your obscene thoughts of your friend’s dad. it feels so good that you don’t hear the very man you’re lusting over swing the door open. 

“you good?” he begins, then, “what the fuck?”

what the fuck, indeed. your hands fly to the blanket, scrambling to cover your face with the sheets. 

“i’m sorry,” your voice is muffled from under the duvet. “i’m so sorry, i’ll leave, i’ll—”

“did megumi not satisfy you enough last night?” he replies cooly, unfazed by the fact that he just walked in on you touching yourself. 

you’re completely caught off guard by his question. so he did hear the two of you. as you slowly edge the blanket off your face, your mind races with a million different responses to his question, none of which seem appropriate for the situation at hand. 

but he continues to press you. “i would have thought he would be able to, seeing as he’s my son.”

“don’t talk about him like that,” you rebut. every inch of your skin feels hot, every cell on fire. “he did a perfectly good job.” 

toji laughs, then. a thick, guttural laugh that makes his broad shoulders shake with every breath he takes. “i’m just saying—” he steps closer to you “—you’re a pretty girl who deserves to be pleased properly.”

you don't know what to say. what can you even say, at this point? a small part of you is telling you how wrong this is, how fucked up it is to megumi. but most of you is so fucking turned on. 

“you know—” he’s still not done “—i’d have thought you were satiated from the way i could hear your moans through the walls last night.” he chuckles again, and your stomach twists with some unnamed feeling. “you’re not very discreet, are you?” 

your head is shaking, no, before you can even register what you’re doing. and you feel dirty for divulging personal details between you and megumi to his own father, but your body is moving on its own, on pure instinct. this must be so many types of immoral, the way he’s inching closer to you and your thighs are clamping together and, as always, he notices. you know how wrong this must be, telling him about what you and megumi did—or, rather, didn’t do—during sex, but with the way his gaze is hot against your skin, you somehow end up confessing the fact that you’re itching to be eaten out. 

toji looks startled at that. “he doesn’t go down on you?” he seems genuinely shocked. “he has a girl as pretty as you in the same bed as him and he doesn’t give your pussy a taste?” toji rubs a large hand across his face, as if utterly disappointed in his child. “what kind of son have i raised?” 

before you can decipher how he’s feeling, he makes it clear. within the blink of an eye, his hands are gripping your thighs and pulling you down to the edge of the mattress so that your legs dangle over the side. you prop yourself up on your forearms so that you can see him at the foot of the bed. he’s kneeling down, now, eyeing up your clothed cunt like it’s a meal. 

“let me show you how a real man pleasures a lady,” he murmurs, hooking his fingers into the waistband of your shorts and sliding them off in one foul swoop. cool air hits your pussy, making you hiss. 

“shit, we shouldn’t— this isn’t—” your words are coming out in jumbled mess as he drags two long fingers through your dewy folds. “this is wrong, megumi isn’t home, we shouldn’t— not on his bed—”

“stop mentioning that boy and focus on me, pretty girl.” his voice is sultry and dripping with hunger, and his face is mere inches away from your bare heat, so you obviously have no other choice than to let him do as he wishes with you. 

then his tongue is against you, warm and wet and sloooowly licking a thick stripe up, up, all the way from your drooling hole to your pulsing clit. he feels so good, and the situation is so so sinful, but it only riles you up even more, head tilting back in pleasure as he swirls his tongue against you. 

“fuuuuck, mr fushiguro— feels good…” you mewl. 

he grins against your pussy and the vibrations of his deep voice reverberate throughout your body, making you shudder.

“don’t pretend you weren’t just moaning my name out for the whole world to hear,” he drawls, still licking up and down your sticky sweet cunt. “call me toji.” 

“oh god— toji!” your whines become strained, more desperate, as he plunges his tongue deep into your velvety walls, curling up into you. 

one hand snakes around your thigh, grasping around your plush flesh as the other comes up to rub tight circles into your clit. your eyes squeeze shut, fingers gripping the sheets beside you as his tongue is fervid against you, dipping in and out of your entrance and sliding over your glistening lips. he’s groaning into you, peering up at your blissful expression through half-lidded eyes. 

“know you’ve been wanting me since you got here,” he mumbles. “you’re not subtle.” 

“and you—hah—haven’t been wanting me?” you reply, breath heaving at the sheer ecstasy you’re in. 

“i never tried to hide it.” 

then, somehow, it gets better. like, fuck, you’ve been eaten out before, sure. but never like this. he’s clearly experienced, knows exactly how to please a woman right. the muscles in his arms flex with every swipe against your clit, eyebrows furrowing slightly every time he flicks his tongue out against you. 

it’s disgusting, the vulgar sounds that echo across the room, a lewd chorus of slurps and gulps and whines and moans. 

“toji— shit—” you whimper, legs starting to tremble as the coil in your lower belly threatens to unfurl with ferocious magnitude. “so—fuck—so close!” your hands fly to his head, gripping his dark hair and pulling him infinitesimally close to you. your hips buck up into his mouth, practically grinding your cunt against his face as you chase your high.

and he doesn’t let up, not even for a second. whereas, before, he was alternating between tracing slow, lazy patterns on your pussy and quick, sharp pulses against your clit, he now maintains a steady pace. it feels fucking incredible. 

“let go for me, pretty,” he purrs. 

“fuck! toji— ‘m cumming!”

your thighs clamp around his head, hard, as you gush on his mouth, and he laps up every last drop of you, tounging you through your explosive orgasm. you push his head away, panting. he’s smirking, the bottom half of his face covered in a shining mess of your cum and his spit, his scar quirked up in amusement. and he’s licking the mixture from his lips, bringing his fingers to his mouth and sucking them clean. fucking hell, he’s hot. 

“that good?” he teases. 

“i didn't even know head could feel like that,” you respond earnestly, no energy left in you to be able to find a cocky retort. 

“we should get you cleaned up. i’ll get you a towel.” toji stands up, stretching his arms out behind him, cocking his neck to the side. “if you ever need help like that again, you know where to find me.” 

your stomach flutters again at his comment. you definitely wouldn't be opposed to that. he leaves the room, padding off to his bathroom. 

looking down at the soaked sheets, darkened with your slick, you realise you have a lot more cleaning up to do than just yourself. you should probably find a way to deal with the wet patch on your friend’s bed, and quickly. what would megumi think if he came back home to this?

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[younithv]

fluff - you wake up your peaceful resting husband because you're craving donuts, that was until..

a/n ─ really short, to the point, want to start a pregnant/family series with tae x reader so i thought this would be a cute start. hope you enjoy it!

it was 3am, and you were craving these specific chocolate donuts from this 24 hours donut place.

your beautiful husband was still sleeping. 

you were twisting and turning trying to go back to sleep for the last 30 minutes.

you groan and turn on your side to look at him.

oh how peaceful he looks sleeping.

you leaned over to plant a small kiss on his cheek.

“baby..” you whisper.

you shake him by the shoulder gently.

“honey..wake up..” you say a little louder.

but nothing.

you pout and shake him with a bit of force now. 

“tae wake up..” 

he groans but his arm only flings on you to pull you close. 

you squeak quietly at the feeling and sigh loudly in frustration. 

“taehyung wake up.” now shaking him with even more force.

“mmm” 

“come on wake up, im craving donuts.” 

his eyes stay closed and his voice is low, raspy. 

“what time is it?” 

“three in the morning.”

he groans and his arm tightens around you. 

“go back to bed.”

you tsk and pull away from his grip and sit up on your knees. 

“come on tae im really craving donuts.” you whine.

“honey its three in the morning.” he says, eyes still closed.

“but im craving them cmon.” you nudge his arm.

he sighs, his eyes open, low and tired.

he looks at you.

you look back at him.

“get dressed then cmon.” 

“yay!” you clap your hands together and quickly get off the bed to get dressed. 

while tae is getting himself ready in the restroom, you're in the room admiring him.

his cute fluffy hair messed up, strands of it standing up from the back.

you giggle at the sight of him.

he looks at you, “what?”

“nothing, you're just cute.” you smile at him.

he rolls his eyes and walks over to you.

pulling you up from the bed and cups your face, “lets go get your donuts.” 

you nod excitedly and head to the front door.

-

the drive was quiet, peaceful.

the roads empty, the sound of you humming to the song low on the radio filled the car.

then it struck him.

“baby..” 

“hm?” you look at him.

“you’re not pregnant are you?” 

you pause.

“uh..not that i know of..” you gulp, looking back at the road again.

“when are you supposed to get your next period?” 

you think about it, hard.

no you're not pregnant, there's no way, but..

“im four days late..” 

you can feel his gaze on you.

you gulp again, nervously fiddling with your fingers.

“it can just be stress y’know?..that..happens..” 

you knew it wasn't stress. 

“when does the pharmacy open?” 

“in two more hours..” 

“we should go buy a pregnancy test then.”

you nod in agreement.

─ younithv est 2026.

[younithv]

fluff - tae defends you from your kid talking back.

a/n ─ this is kinda sloppy, i got this idea from tiktok (iykyk). this is pretty short since i recently got a job and im lowkey tired already lol, but luckily i have so many ideas piled up on my notes so :) hope you enjoy this one!

read more of this family series here!

you were frustrated, overwhelmed and infuriated at the mess your kid keeps making around the house. 

almost tripping everyday from a toy or stuff animal being left in the middle of the hallway. 

you let it slide the first few times, until..

“i told you to clean up after yourself when you're done playing honey.” 

he rolled his eyes at you. 

“you do not roll your eyes at me young man, when i tell you to do something you do it. you understand?”

taehyung was in the kitchen making dinner for the three of you, watching you scold his kid in silence. 

tae knew how to handle his son's attitude, and your son knew not to mess with tae because he is nothing like his mommy. 

you're nurturing, soft, scared to yell at your own son. not because you think it makes you look like a bad mom, but the thought of him crying because you yelled at him broke your heart.

he’d cry when tae yelled at him.

“you really dont need to be yelling at him honey..”

“the kid misbehaves, im not having a brat in the house.”

you never yelling at him explains why he would always sass you. 

“pick this up now.” 

he ignores you. 

you sigh and look at tae from the living room, he's already looking at you, his gaze drops down to the food he's making and shakes his head. 

“if you're that nice, he's never going to listen to you.”

maybe he was right but, you still can't yell at him.

you look back at your son. “pick this up now or im taking away your toys for the rest of the week and you won't be able to use daddy's computer.”

“mom just shut up already! i heard you the first time!” he snaps.

it goes quiet. 

your eyes wide and you freeze in place.

and oh is your husband furious. 

“excuse me?” you hear taehyung's deep voice coming from behind you in the kitchen.

“who do you think you're talking to?” 

he turns off the stove and starts walking towards the both of you.

your son realized what he had just done. 

hes on the floor watching his dad getting closer and closer.

“huh? who do you think you're talking to like that?”

“n-no one..” his voice quiet.

“what was that?” tae crouches down to his level to look at him straight in the eye.

“no one.” more clear this time.

“dont you ever speak to my wife like that again, do you hear me?” 

he nods.

“pick this up now and go to your room.” he stands up and waits for him to start cleaning up.

“what are you waiting for? start cleaning up.”

he nods quickly and does as he is told. 

“and it better be the last time i ever hear you talking to her like that again.” his voice sharp, almost hot from how hes defending you. 

he turns his head to look at you, reaching to rub your arm and nods at the kitchen. 

“can you finish up dinner honey?” his voice soft and gentle with you.

you nod and head to the kitchen, resuming the food he was making as you watch tae stand there, hovering over your son while he's cleaning up his mess.

tae had always defended you from other people, but, this time it was different. 

the words “dont you ever speak to my wife like that again.” echoed in your mind.

he was defending you from your own son, and it was the hottest thing ever. 

“now go back to your room, and don't leave until we call you for dinner.”

you hear your husband's voice and it cuts you off from your thoughts.

you continue finishing up dinner and tae is now behind you. 

his arms wrapping around your body, “you okay?” 

you nod and turn around, your arms reaching forward to his neck.

“so do you want another kid?” 

he flinches at the question and looks at you, almost laughing. 

“what?” 

you giggle, leaning in for a kiss and slightly biting his bottom lip. 

“mm baby-” he mumbles against your mouth as you're still kissing him.

once the kiss starts getting more intense you pull away, looking up at him and you nibble at your wet, swollen bottom lip.

“youre so sexy when you defend me baby.” 

he raises his brow, “yeah?” 

you nod, his hands going lower and lower, landing at the bottom of your ass, squeezing it lightly. 

he looks at you up down, humming at the beautiful sight of his wife. 

his hands roaming around your body, squeezing your waist, your ass, your thighs, your ass again. 

“why dont i give you that other kid then? hm?” 

you giggle and shake your head, reaching forward again to kiss his lips. 

“youre crazy.”

you turn back around, finishing up dinner.

“for you.” 

─ younithv est 2026.