BTS SMUT (ONE SHOTS)

•Carnal Cupidity³• KTH

Letting your head fall back with a sigh, Taehyung takes this as his cue to go faster, allowing the languid strokes of his cock and rolls of his hips to become bolder. You take it with pleasure, soft whines already starting to tumble from your moist lips still slick with the spit that coats the same tongue, now lapping at a spot between your neck and your shoulder. His pace quickens, the sharp bones of his hips colliding with the smooth flesh of your ass in a ruthless rhythm and producing the lewdest of sounds, only encouraging your arousal to keep spilling as it mixes with your frenzied boyfriend's juices into a sticky cocktail.

"Shit, ___... ___, you smell so fucking amazing." Taehyung grunts as his thrusts never relent. "Your -ngh- body is begging me to fill you up until your tummy is -ugh- swollen with my cum, baby."

"Mmmfuck, Tae!" His name a choked sob as the first of a series cascading from your lips in a waterfall of delirious nonsense and pleas. "Don't stop, Tae, don't- don't stop! I want- want it!"

"You're so beautiful, taking my cock like a cum thirsty bitch." A carnal growl filters through his teeth as he bares them, his hand sliding up your back until his fingers are caught in the strands of your hair before wrapping them tightly around his fist. He pulls, slowly, to make you arch your back to its full capacity, muscles straining and scalp aching so deliciously as the discomfort and mild pain mingles with the mind-boggling pleasure his cock inflicts upon your pulsing pussy. "You are, huh? You want to be my -mhm- good little bitch, don't you? Tell me, what does my pretty bitch want?"

You would have an easier time answering questions standing on the edge of the roof of a 50 store building, balancing on one foot while juggling burning torches. Still, you try as well as your blank mind can manage.

"I -fuck- I want you to come inside me, Tae." Your voice permanently stuck on either ragged whimpers or whiny moans. "Want you to fill me up until I explode, want your pups in my belly, want- I want-"

A guttural growl thunders from his throat, hips snapping against your ass increasingly harder upon receiving your words that trigger his primal instinct to breed and stuff you full with his generous semen to enhance the chance of a bigger litter of pups. The thought alone drives him over the brink of insanity, the image of your tummy round and big as you carry his babies only stimulating the dire need to knock you up as many times as he's physically capable of. Which, so to say, is a lot considering his lineage and alpha status. He was literally born for this.

Taehyung effortlessly keeps up the merciless pace with which his cock plunges so deep inside of you, you fear he might just severely mess up your insides. You - not so effortlessly - try to hang on to the last shred of your sanity, dangerously dangling on a silver thread as your eyes roll back while you warble stuttering incoherencies from your drool slicked lips. Your arousal builds with every drag of his length against your innermost cushions. The tugging at your roots adds the perfect spice to the mixture and the slapping of his balls against your outer lips wet and ticklish as you marvel over the beautiful vocalisation of your boyfriend's increasing pleasure. The sound of his lupine moans and grunts as he loses himself inside you filters through your ears like the purest music and causes the growing ball of tension in the pit of your stomach threatening to snap at any given moment.

"T-Tae, I -ahh- I'm gonna c-come!" You splutter as you feel your throat tighten with the lump of your approaching climax. "You too, p-please!"

His grip on your hair tightens further until your neck is bare before him, the sharply pointed porcelain of his lengthened canines grazing your skin threateningly while his pumping pace has escalated into concussion-inducing thrusts. "I can't -ngh- not yet!"

Nodding, the meaning of his words somehow manages to break through the cotton clouds momentarily replacing your brain, the impending promise of release threatening to slip from your grasp if you don't act right now. "Do it now, Tae! C-claim me -mph- as yours! Do it, mark me, please... I'm your b-bitch!"