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club (two) - taehyung (SMUT)

(a/n: THIS IS A SMUT. RATED 78+! But you don't have to listen, you sinners..)

(edit: EW, I'm reading this over and I just realized, I SUCK AT SMUT!)

He really wanted this. He did. But he knew you were probably drunk so he buckled up his belt and left you in the backseat. Taehyung hopped into the driver's seat and revved the engine.

"Taehyung, I feel hot all over." You whined, tossing and turning around in the backseat. You started to feel up and down your body. "Come back and fix me. I need you."

"Those guys must've drugged you." He replied.

Taehyung tried so hard to focus on the road and not pull over and fuck you right there in the backseat. But he had a duty. It was to get you to his apartment. And fuck you there.

He started to tap on the steering wheel, trying to distract himself. He had the perfect view of you in his mirror and it was killing him. The fact that he could also hear your suppressed moans slowly took away his power to contain himself.

"Tae-" You complained.

"Fuck.. (y/n).. Stop." He finally let out after hearing you moan his name over and over. His little friend hardened slightly and Taehyung groaned. Taehyung was letting you get the best of him. His mind kept leading him to future events.

Just contain yourself, Kim Taehyung. You'll hear her when she's under you and she'll be louder. Taehyung's lips tugged into a smirk.

When Taehyung pulled up to his apartment complex, he sighed in relief. He had finally completed the first mission. Now on to the next one. He opened the car door and saw that you had fallen asleep during the drive back. He smiled to himself. God, you were just so cute when you were sleeping.

Taehyung carried you bridal style all he way up the steps to the elevator. As he waited to get to his floor, the elevator stopped and someone else got on.

Jin.

Taehyung scooted to the side to make room for his hyung. "Hey, hyung."

"Ah, Taehyung. Are you back together with her?" Jin asked, noticing the sleeping girl in his arms were you. Taehyung gulped. He hoped so.

"God, what went in her?" Jin retorted, referring to the alcohol, but Taehyung had something else in mind.

"If I'm lucky, this dick." Taehyung looked down before Jin smacked his arm repeatedly.

"You. Dirty. Little. Child." Jin said between slaps.

"Ah.. hyung!" Taehyung complained. "(y/n) is still in my arms."

The older boy continued to hit Taehyung's arm until it his floor approached.

"Bye, hyung!" Tae shouted over his shoulder.

"I pray for her legs." Jin yelled back and Taehyung just grinned.

She wasn't going to be able to walk anytime soon.

Taehyung entered his apartment and immediately went to the bedroom. He set you down on his bed gently and kissed your forehead before turning off the light and crawling in the bed beside you.