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☆ | 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

The room is dim, the only source of light being the warm flicker of the bedside lamp casting harsh shadows across the wall. Your body trembles beneath the weight of him - the man who vanished months ago, only to return colder, bigger, and ten times more dangerous than before.

You don't recognize the boy who left.
But the man above you now - he's a fucking beast.

Taehyung's face is half-hidden behind a tight, black cloth mask, the kind that clings to his jaw and nose, hiding his expression but letting his sharp black eyes pierce straight through you. His long, inked fingers are locked tightly around your wrists, pinning them into the mattress like he owns every inch of your body.

"Fuck, look at you," he pants, voice thick and slightly muffled beneath the mask, "Already so wet and needy-like your cunt was just waiting for me to break it in again."

He's gotten bigger.
So much bigger.

His arms - veiny and solid - cage your smaller body like steel bars. His broad chest glistens with sweat, rising and falling with every heavy breath as he slams into you mercilessly.

You can barely think.
Can barely breathe.

Your soft thighs are stretched wide apart by his iron grip, your pussy stuffed full with his big cock, stretched to the limit. You don't know if you're crying or drooling at this point. All you know is the sharp slap of his hips against yours, and the unbearable friction that burns and tingles at your core.

His thrusts are rough. Deep. Relentless.
Each stroke knocks the air out of your lungs.

"You're fucking dripping," he growls into your milky neck, "So desperate, so tight. Can't even take me properly, baby. Did you get smaller, or did I just get too fucking big for you?"

You whimper when he grabs your face, squishing your soft rosy cheeks together. His eyes narrow behind the fabric, dark and hungry.

"Open your mouth. Tongue out."

You obey, panting, eyes glazed and dazed. He spits straight into your mouth.

"Swallow."

You do.

"Good fucking girl."

He lets go of your little face only to wrap one large hand around your delicate throat. He's not choking you - not yet - but the pressure alone has your head spinning. He leans down, dragging his masked lips along your jaw as he speaks directly into your ear.

"You've only cum once and you're already fucking dumb from my cock?" he taunts. "Missed me that much, huh? You're soaking the sheets, princess. Fuckin' pathetic."

You whine. That nickname shouldn't sound so degrading from his mouth, but it does.

He hisses when your hot walls clench around him involuntarily. His eyes flutter shut in pleasure before snapping open again, full of hunger. He looks at you like you're his prey - his personal, ruined angel.

"You're lucky I missed this tight little hole. If I didn't..." his pace stutters slightly as he groans, "I'd tie you up and edge this pussy for hours until you screamed."

Your hands claw at the sheets, legs trembling violently. It's too much. You're too full, too sensitive, too... gone.

"You like it when I break you like this?" he growls, pulling out almost all the way before ramming back in, making you scream. "You like being nothing but my cockdrunk little cumdump?"

"Yes," you gasp, voice wrecked. "Yes, fuck-please-more-"

"More?" he chuckles darkly, reaching down to slap your sensetive clit. "You think you deserve more?"

Your back arches beautifully from the bed as you sob and nod frantically.

"I'll give you more," he hisses, grabbing your legs and folding them up against your chest. "I'll fuck you so full you'll feel me for a week. You'll walk with my cum dripping out of this pussy for days."

He starts again, faster, crueler, deeper. The sounds are obscene - wet, loud, primal. The room is filled with the slap of skin on skin, your high-pitched moans, and his deep, guttural growls behind the mask.

"You're nothing but my dumb little fucktoy, aren't you?" he whispers, almost lovingly. "Mine to use. Mine to fill. Say it."

"I'm yours," you cry out, eyes rolling back. "Yours. Always yours."

He groans like the sound alone made him twitch inside you. Then his hand slides up your chest and presses down on your delicate throat again, cutting your air slightly - just enough to make you dizzy with need.

"Cum for me again," he orders, "Wanna see you fall apart while my cock ruins you."

You don't even get to reply before your second orgasm crashes through you like lightning, making your whole little body shake uncontrollably. Your vision whites out, and your scream echoes off the walls.

He fucks you through it. Doesn't slow down.

"Good girl... fucking perfect," he pants, sweat dripping from his temples now. "God, you were made for this cock. So warm. So tight. You feel that?" he growls, voice cracking as his thrusts go erratic. "You feel me throbbing inside you?"

You nod weakly, tears slipping from the corners of your eyes.

"Then take it."

And with a final, rough thrust, he buries himself deep and groans low, hot, and long - spilling everything inside you, filling your already sensitive walls with thick warmth. You can feel him twitching inside you. You can feel your body pulse with overstimulation.

He doesn't move for a moment. Just leans down and presses his masked face into your delicate milky neck again, breathing hard.

Then, voice low, filthy, and almost tender, he whispers:

"Hope you didn't plan to sleep tonight, baby. I'm not done with you yet."

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