BTS SMUT AND FLUFF IMAGINES (REQUESTS OPEN)

TaeMinReader: Halloween Hopes Pt 2- FLUFFY SMUT (REQUEST)

Third Person P.O.V. (I don't even know why I put the point of view anymore, it's always the same anyways)

"I can't believe you! You always have the worst timing!" Jimin quietly scolded himself—or rather, his baby-sized-boner. Currently, he was sitting in the dance studio watching Taehyung go through the moves for Blood, Sweat, and Tears. Taehyung had asked him to monitor his moves in case he was going too slow or if he needed small corrections. Even when Tae first asked Jimin to monitor his dancing, Jimin knew it probably wasn't a good idea. It was the first week of November and Jimin still hadn't used his reward from their Halloween bet. That, and the fact that their song was supposed to be sexy didn't really help his situation.

At about the third run-through, Jimin noticed two things. One: Taehyung was deliberately changing one of the moves to get Jimin riled up; and two: it was working. During J-Hope's part of the chorus where he says 'want it more more, more, more,' Taehyung's hand was supposed to go onto his belt buckle and grab gently. Instead, Jimin had been staring at V grabbing between his legs harshly as he jerked his body to the music. Jimin mentally cursed his boyfriend for wearing leather pants today.

He waited until the song ended to tell Taehyung to stop for a moment.

"I know I'm doing something wrong, but I don't know what it is, hyung." Jimin smirked at Taehyung's attempt of feigned innocence. The younger boy could be so amusing sometimes.

"Oh baby, I think you know full well what you're doing wrong. You're doing it on purpose just to get me excited."

"Is it working?" Jimin chuckled. Taehyung could never hold in his curiosity, which was probably why Jimin loved teasing him so much. Whenever Taehyung tried to play the teasing game, no matter who started it, Jimin was always the one to win. Which is probably why he played the teasing game with you most of the time, instead. His odds were at least a little better if he were being playful with you.

Jimin smirked and advanced towards his panting dongsaeng. "Sweetheart, considering you're practically shoving yourself at me, I don't know if I should reward you with my hole or punish you by having you wrap those sinful lips around my cock." Taehyung whimpered. He always loved fucking Jimin nearly as much as he enjoyed making you come undone. But he also reveled in the feeling of Jimin's dick in his mouth. What could Taehyung say? He was a literal cocksucker.

"Jimin, please," he begged. Jimin knew Taehyung wanted to taste him. And truth be told, Jimin adored the selflessness of Taehyung whenever they were in the bedroom. He honestly had no idea why he was considering the blowjob a punishment for the younger.

"Let's go home and make use of my Halloween reward..." Jimin suggested as he sauntered out of the dance studio with an alluring swing in his steps. And even if Jimin hadn't added that extra sexiness, Taehyung would have followed because no matter what, Taehyung couldn't stop the powerful pull of Jimin's attractive butt.

When they had reached the bedroom, both sets of clothes had been sprawled about the hallways and various other places about the house. Taehyung had—at some unknown point—picked Jimin up bridal style, placing small, fleeting kisses to the boy's lips and forehead as he carried him across the room to the king sized bed that the three of you shared.

"Baby, I'm gonna make you feel so good," Taehyung breathed into Jimin's mouth as he gently set the elder on the bed, still practically devouring him. Their tongues were intertwining and both of them were already breathing unsteadily. Jimin couldn't help but reach out and palm his boyfriend's bare erection. Taehyung wasn't expecting that touch in the least, so his reaction was a little bit of a surprised flinch away from Jimin's hand, but quickly turned into an involuntary action of him bucking into the elder's touch. But Jimin pulls away, knowing that if he doesn't, the night will turn out to consist of full-blown sex, and not the bet reward as promised. Taehyung whimpers from the loss of touch, but does not try to regain it. Instead, he moves his lips from Jimin's jaw down his neck and slowly trails kisses and nips along his chest. Grazing the skin of Jimin's left nipple with his mouth, Taehyung gives a soft, hot exhale of breath to tease him before speaking again.

"Do you want my hands or my mouth, Jiminnie?"

"You know I love your beautiful lips, Tae-Tae," Jimin's words were calm and practical, but his tone was the tell-tale indicator that he was already pretty wrecked. And just to mess with him a little more, Taehyung bit down playfully on the older boy's sensitive nipple, swirling his tongue over the brown, sensitive bud. Jimin let out a low whimper as he threw his head back in ecstasy, arching into the boy's touch. Taehyung never liked to tease, so he flicked Jimin's nipple with his tongue one more time before detaching his lips from the elder's sensitive chest, trailing kisses the rest of the way down his abdomen. When Tae finally reached his destination, he gave Jimin's skin a soft kiss just above the base of his cock, causing Jimin to buck his hips up from impatience.

"Stay still, baby," Taehyung chides challengingly as he opens his mouth to take in Jimin's length. Sinking down onto him ever so slowly, Taehyung hollows his cheeks just the slightest bit, pressing his tongue to the underside of Jimin's dick as he squeezes his thighs caringly. Jimin's breathing starts to come out in shallow pants as he focuses on not moving because he knows if he doesn't obey Tae's request, this whole thing will turn into a punishment for him and not Taehyung like it's supposed to be.

When Jimin is finally buried in Taehyung's mouth all the way to the hilt, Taehyung's throat is burning with red-hot desire—and not to mention the friction from Jimin's unbelievably thick member.

"Oh my god, your mouth feels so good," Jimin breathed, his legs now shaking from pleasure. Taehyung only hums around him in response before moving back up his length to prod into the slit on the tip with his tongue, fondling Jimin's balls in one hand while the other stays firmly pressed into the skin on the side of Jimin's thigh.

Continuing this process has Jimin's hands involuntarily tangling in Taehyung's soft hair, pulling him closer with each of Taehyung's movements. Taehyung moaned around Jimin's member repeatedly, trying to get him off as quickly as possible. But Jimin was purposely holding it in. Sometimes—if Jimin was lucky—Taehyung would finger him as he sucked him off, which was Jimin's favorite. Most of the time, Jimin tried to keep his little kink under wraps because he knew Tae didn't particularly enjoy anal fingering, but Jimin was punishing him after all, and he was really desperate.

"Chims, are you close?" Taehyung questioned. Jimin nodded and feigned confusion.

"I don't know why I haven't cum yet. I think I just need you to do something to push me over because I'm really close," he practically whines. Taehyung hears the desperation in his voice and gives his boyfriend a tender kiss on the forehead before shushing him softly to ease away the discomfort. He grabs the bottle of unscented lube from the bedside shelf, squirting a few drops onto his fingers. He doesn't need a lot, just enough to coax his boyfriend into a much needed orgasm.

Jimin was writhing already and Taehyung knew he wouldn't have time to take this slow, and Jimin just wanted to cum so he could clean himself up before you came home.

Taehyung swiftly plunged two fingers into Jimin's hole and wrapped his lips back around Jimin's dick. Jimin intended to hold off for at least four thrusts, but Taehyung swallowed around his cock and brushed Jimin's prostate at the same time and oh god, that felt so amazing that he lost control of himself and shot his load down Tae's throat with a loud, high-pitched scream.

"You guys seriously couldn't wait until I got home?"