BTS SMUT AND FLUFF IMAGINES (REQUESTS OPEN)

VKook: Love Me Like You Would Love Your Husband- FLUFFY AF SMUT (Request)

(The pic could be like some aftercare goofiness or something idk)

Third Person P.O.V.

"Hyung, why haven't we had sex yet?" Taehyung choked on his cola mid-sip. Where in the Holy Hell had that question come from? Could he not eat his lunch and drink his coke while nearly choking to death for once?

"Um... Well, Jungkookie... May I ask why you're asking me this?" The younger boy blushed shyly in return, lowering his eyes as he fiddled with his chopsticks.

"N-no reason... I just—I was just wondering since... Since Hobi-hyung and his boyfriend haven't been together for nearly as long as we have and they've already 'done the dirty'. I was just thinking that maybe... you didn't want me like that." Taehyung's heart broke just a little when he heard that.

"Oh baby, of course I want to have sex with you! I've wanted it for a long time, but..." he sighed in disbelief and resignation. "I just didn't think we were ready yet. Especially since we're both virgins and I kind of thought it would be a good idea to stay that way until we got married... But I mean," Taehyung reached across the table to hold his boyfriend's hand, "if you want to have sex now, that's fine. As long as you don't feel pressured, sweetheart." And Jungkook smiled. He really was glad that he'd asked Taehyung about this, because he really was starting to believe that his boyfriend didn't love him like he did. Truthfully, Jungkook had wanted to do some things to Taehyung that he probably shouldn't mention until after they both reach their fifties, but he was really good at keeping himself under control. They had been together for three solid years, and had done nothing but keep it pg-13, small make-out sessions, lots of stolen kisses and cuddles, and the occasional palming-through-the-jeans whenever they were feeling bold or mischievous.

"Does that mean you're okay with it? Like if I asked to do it right now, you would say yes?" Now it was Taehyung's turn to avert his gaze.

"I mean... I guess I—" Taehyung stopped talking to gather his thoughts enough to give a truthful answer. But as soon as he realized that he would honestly never even think about marrying or doing anything remotely romantic with anyone else, he didn't see a reason to say no. He really did—as cliché as it sounded—want to spend the rest of his life with Jungkook. So... There was only one rational answer he could give. "Yes." And that was answering the question Jungkook asked, as well as the one to come. And in that moment, in that long, wonderful moment, their hearts were connected. They both knew how much they loved each other, how safe they felt.

"Okay," Jungkook replied softly. "Just give me a few hours to get everything ready. I want it to be perfect."

"Don't I get to know what you plan on doing?" Taehyung asked curiously.

"Just eat your lunch and you'll find out later when it's ready." They ate in a comfortable silence before Jungkook just thought of something that might be helpful. "Do you want to top or...?"

"I think it would be best if I were on top this time, yeah." Jungkook nodded, keeping in mind that he would have to buy himself a butt-plug while he was out.

...Le Time Skeepeu...

"Okay, Taehyung. You can open your eyes now, baby," Jungkook instructed as he removed the blindfold from his boyfriend's head. Taehyung took a glance around their bedroom, seeing that Jungkook had turned off the lights and replaced their artificial, yellow glow with a variety of shea butter and almond candles that were scattered across the room. The bed's sheets had been folded back nicely with two flowers placed just below the pillows at the head of the bed. And underneath the flowers was a small letter with the words From Jungkookie, To Taebaby written on it. Taehyung gasped at the beautiful sight before him, glancing back at Jungkook to smile. It wasn't a huge grin, but a soft smile filled with love and comfort.