Taehyung’s POV
With every thrust, I could feel the tension building, the way his body welcomed me, clenching around my cock. Jungkook was a sight to behold—completely undone, his face flushed, his eyes filled with a mix of lust and desperation. It drove me wild.
“Tell me how good it feels,” I demanded, my voice low and rough, thrusting deeper, pushing him to the brink. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Fuck, Tae!” Jungkook cried out, his back arching as I hit that sweet spot inside him. “It feels so good—so fucking good. I can’t—oh God, please don’t stop! Please!”
The way he begged sent a rush of heat through me, and I picked up the pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. I wanted to consume him, every moan, every plea igniting a fire inside me that I couldn’t control.
“God, Kook, you’re so beautiful when you’re like this,” I groaned, leaning down to capture his lips in a heated kiss, our tongues dancing together. “You make me want to ruin you completely.”
“Ruin me, hyung! I want you to break me,” he gasped, his nails digging into my back, urging me on. “I’m yours—just yours. Do whatever you want to me.”
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Jungkook’s POV
His words sent shockwaves through my body. I felt so exposed, so vulnerable, yet exhilarated. The way he was taking charge, pushing me, demanding more—it made me feel alive.
“Please, Tae, I need it harder!” I begged, my voice shaking with desire. “I want to feel you deep inside me… make me feel every inch of you!”
I could feel the coil in my stomach tightening with each brutal thrust. The world around us faded away; it was just us, lost in the heat of the moment. My breath quickened as I felt him shift, his hands gripping my wrists and pinning them above my head.
“Good boy,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear as he continued to pound into me relentlessly. “Now, you can’t move. You’re mine, and I’m going to take my time with you.”
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Taehyung’s POV
I reveled in his submission, the way his body reacted to my every command. The primal instinct to dominate surged through me, and I felt like a god. I leaned down closer, my lips brushing against his neck as I whispered, “Tell me you want it.”
“I want it, Tae! I want you to use me, to make me your fuck toy!” he whimpered, his hips thrusting against mine, desperate for more friction. “Please, I need it!”
“Then you better hold on tight,” I said, pulling out just enough to tease him before slamming back in, making him scream my name.
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Jungkook’s POV
Each thrust was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I felt so exposed, so vulnerable, yet every part of me craved more. “Tae, I can’t hold back anymore! I’m so close!” I gasped, my breath ragged. “Please, let me come!”
“Not yet,” he growled, his grip on my wrists tightening as he increased his pace. “You’ll come when I say so. You’re going to learn to beg for it harder.”
His words sent me spiraling further into madness, and I nodded, desperation spilling from my lips. “I’ll do anything, hyung! Just please… I need to come. I need you!”
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Taekook One-shot's (Smut)
RomanceThe title of the story say's it all ❤️ This is just random short Taekook stories (including Smut) which I'll post here... It can be only 1 part or may be sometimes more than that... Please read it and vote, comment, follow if you like my work ❤️ T...