Bow To Fate | Kim Taehyung & Y/N (smut)

ch 3

"How do you want me first? On my knees or on my back?"

He raised his eyebrows at my sudden change in attitude, and then he leaned towards me, kissing me again, rougher than before.

Taehyung POV

She was killing me.

Slowly, but she was doing it anyway.

She was so sexy. But at the same time, behind the whole sarcastic, tough exterior she was so innocent.

I wanted to fuck the innocence right out of her.

The age old question; "On my knees or on my back?" but when she said it... It was enough to make any man sexually insane.

Feeling her beneath me now, feeling her writhing and hearing her soft, pathetic whimpers reminded me why I was doing this. I'd known ever since I'd watched her move into her apartment that I had to have her.

I sucked along her neck, and then bit down hard. Her consequent gasp pushed her breasts against me, and I let out a near animalistic growl.

She tore at the buttons on my shirt with a speed that made me chuckle, and soon it was on the floor. I pulled away to look at her and immediately hands were at the buckle of my belt. She pulled it through the loop and threw it onto the floor.

I did the rest, pulling down my zipper at the same time that my lips moved back to hers. Her tongue swirled against mine and I knew then that she wanted this as much as I did - if not more.

As soon as my jeans were gone, I flipped us over so that she was sitting straddling my lap. She immediately ground herself into my cock, the only thong separating us now being the thin material of my boxers.

I could feel her through them, her moist heat.

"Why don't you get on your knees," I told her, nibbling her bottom lip, "and I'll show you what that pretty mouth of yours is for."

A small, helpless mewling sound escaped her lips, and I felt a fresh gush of wetness saturating my boxers even more.

So she liked it when I talked dirty. Interesting...

Y/n slid to her knees, hooked her finger in the waistband if my boxers and then pulled them down. I kicked them off.

Her eyes widened a little, and her tongue darted over her lips when she saw my length.

I tried not to let that inflate my ego.

"If I told you I didn't want to do this..." She paused, and looked at me, her lips inches away from my throbbing cock, so I could feel every single breath, "what would you do?"

"I don't know," I told her, and then my hand moved to her hair. I twisted sexier all locks into my hand and held it in my fist, and I pulled her head forward so that her lips brushed against the head of my cock. "Probably this," I stifled a moan.

"Now open your mouth like a good girl."

She gasped, trying to break the hold I had on her, and then gave up.

Y/n opened her mouth obediently, her tongue swirling around the head. I hissed in pleasure, at the same time that she traced her fingertips from the base of my cock to the tip.

She seemed to forget her reluctance then, opening her mouth wider, sucking me hard, her tongue still playing with the head.

I loosened my grip on her hair, instead absentmindedly stroking it, pushing it out if her face every so often.

But she was still too tentative, too cautious for my liking.

"Come on, y/n," I teased, you can do better than that, can't you?" Her eyes shot up to mine, and she glared.

All of a sudden, she was squeezing the base, taking more of me into her mouth, sucking wholeheartedly. I felt myself hit the back of her throat, and, to my surprise, she didn't gag.

I knew I was very close, but I really didn't want to tell her stop yet. She had a very talented mouth, and I showed my opinion physically with the gasps and moans I could no longer control.

Somehow, though, I dredged up the willpower to push her away. As I did so, a drop of my precum slid from the tip of her finger down to her wrist. Catching my eye, she sucked it off, licking her lips when she was done.

"Fuck, I mumbled at the same time that I pulled her up, crashing my lips against hers.

She let out a needy whine, her arms around my neck, her dripping pussy sliding against my cock.

"Taehyung..." She whined, and I remembered how much I loved hearing her say my name... And I also decided that I wanted to hear her scream it.

And then I remembered; the condom.

Fuck. I really didn't want to use one right now. The way she was rubbing against me... It wouldn't feel half as good wearing a condom.

So I just flipped us over asked her; "You're protected, right?"

She nodded impatiently, arching herself towards me. "I've been on The Pill for two years,"

That was enough for me. I thrust into her, watching her breathing stop, and her back arch as I did so.

Fuck.

Warm. Wet. Tight. Fuck.

I pulled put of her, and thrust into her again; slowly this time. I wanted her to remember this. To remember every single inch of me filling her.

"Taehyung," she gasped, her nails scratching along my back.

It wasn't enough.

"Come on, y/n," I teased, "you can do better than that,"

I pulled out fast, filling her again within the same second. I brought a finger to where we were joined, stroking her clit.

Her breathing became erratic, and she bit down hard on her bottom lip in an effort not to scream. I rolled my eyes.

I leaned down, kissing her lips softly. "Don't bite your lip," I scolded her. "I want to do that."

She gasped, and then screamed. Her erratic breaths turning into gasps. "Taehuyng," she moaned, "Taehyung!"

She started to cum, her inner walls tightening around me in a way that I came, too.

She lay limp on my bed, and so did I after a while, our tired pants being the only sounds in the room.

"I should...go," she mumbled, making no move to leave.

In about a minute, she was asleep. I smiled, pulling the duvet our from under her and using it to cover her. I lay down beside her, gathering her in my arms, falling asleep, too.