VKook Oneshots/Smut Book🔞

Step-Daddy [M]

The scent of rain-soaked earth wafted through the open window of Taehyung's small, cozy room. It was a welcome change from the usual stuffiness that came with the stagnant heat of their apartment complex. He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, listening to the rhythmic patter of droplets against the sill. His thoughts drifted to the man who'd become a staple in his life. Jungkook, his stepfather. Taehyung had moved in with Jungkook and his mother a few years ago, and their bond had grown stronger than he'd ever anticipated.

The door to his room creaked open, and Jungkook's shadow fell upon the floor. His stepdad was a towering figure, broad shouldered and ruggedly handsome, with a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts. Taehyung felt his cheeks warm as Jungkook approached the bed, his eyes lingering on the younger man's bare legs peeking out from under the thin sheet. Jungkook's gaze was filled with a hunger that was anything but paternal. "You okay, baby?" he asked, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to resonate through the very air.

Taehyung nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat. "Just... thinking," he murmured.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed slightly, a knowing glint in them as he sat down on the edge of the bed. His hand reached out and began to stroke Taehyung's calf, the touch sending shivers up the younger man's spine. "About what?" he inquired softly, his thumb tracing gentle circles on the soft skin.

Taehyung's breath hitched as he felt the heat from Jungkook's palm seep through the fabric of his shorts. "N-nothing important," he managed to say, his voice a bare whisper. The lie was clear in his eyes, but Jungkook merely nodded, his hand continuing its journey upward until it rested just above Taehyung's knee.

The silence grew thick with tension, each drop of rain outside seemingly amplifying the thundering of Taehyung's heart. Jungkook leaned in closer, his breath warm against Taehyung's ear. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" His voice was a seductive purr, a stark contrast to the innocent question.

Taehyung bit his bottom lip, his eyes fluttering shut as Jungkook's hand inched higher, brushing against the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. "I-it's just... I can't stop thinking about the way you... you touch me," he admitted, his voice shaking with desire. Jungkook's eyes darkened, a smoldering look replacing the gentle concern from moments ago.

Leaning over, Jungkook placed a kiss on Taehyung's cheek, his scruffy stubble tickling the sensitive skin. "Is that all?" he murmured, his hand now dangerously close to where Taehyung's thighs and private area meet. The younger man nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps as Jungkook's fingers finally reached their destination, cupping him firmly. "You like it when I rub your little pussy, don't you?" Jungkook's voice was a low growl, thick with lust.

Taehyung couldn't help the whine that escaped his lips as Jungkook began to apply pressure, his thumb making slow, deliberate circles around the fabric-covered mound. He nodded, his eyes wide with want. "Y-yes," he breathed out, his body arching involuntarily into the touch. Jungkook's smile was predatory, his teeth gleaming in the dim light of the room. He leaned in closer, capturing Taehyung's mouth in a deep, claiming kiss, his tongue pushing past the younger man's lips to dance with his own.

Taehyung's hands found Jungkook's shoulders, his nails digging in as the kiss grew more passionate. His stepdad's other hand slid under the sheet, pushing his shorts aside to reveal his lace panties which was now wet with anticipation. Jungkook's eyes gleamed as he traced the fabric with his index finger, the heat of his touch burning through the delicate material.

With a low groan, Jungkook's hand delved further, pushing the lace aside to expose Taehyung's bare, slick folds. The younger man's eyes rolled back in his head as Jungkook's thick fingers slid over his sensitive skin, exploring his most intimate parts with a confidence that left him trembling. The rain outside grew louder, the thunder a muffled backdrop to their escalating passion.