BTS Smut

Taegi

here's a short taegi one shot
not gonna give any warnings just read
basically PWP
summary: taehyung loves dirty talk and yoongi is more than ready to please him

"You like it- don't you?"

Yoongi's voice was rough, maybe too much so, he seemed surreal even though he was right there, there were his hands that left pretty, blossoming bruises and hand marks all over Taehyung's tanned and unblemished skin. He was right there, so, the younger supposed, he was the one that was actually floating, his mind drifting easily, him allowing it to happen.

"I- ..." he gasped, feeling Yoongi starting to push into his already stretched out hole, making him lose focus for a moment. "I do- fuck! Master p-please-"

He could hear, basically, the smirk on Yoongi's name at being called master. He loved it, he loved whenever anyone in the band called him that. It went to showcase how much Yoongi loved control (even if sometimes it was only borrowed from Namjoon). It was especially with the maknae line, when this happened, and it was more than pleasurable each time.

"What have I told you about cussing, you little slut?" he questioned, his fingers curling into the back of Taehyung's hair and tugging the younger man back, thrusting his erection fully inside of him with that, letting the man scream out into the night, making sure the others could hear inside the dorm. Taehyung knew, he knew Yoongi did this on purpose, knowing how much he loves being degraded and humiliated and called names in bed. He knew it would make Taehyung scream in pleasure, it would make him rock his hips back, make him beg for cock and for harder Master and the others will know by whom he is being fucked. Yoongi knew too, having laid down the game for that night.

"To not do it-" Taehyung managed out through clenched teeth, using composed speech already much too complicated as Yoongi was fucking into his hole hard and fast, making the bed frame snap against the wall with each powerful movement and for him to lose his mind bit by bit.

"Oh, smart one. Didn't know whores could be smart." He crooned, bending over Taehyung's spread out frame and making his cry out in pleasure as the movement made for the older man's cock to nudge against his already sensitive prostate

He realised, belatedly that he was slipping way too fast, Yoongi's words and the way in which the smaller man was fucking into him was making him lose his mind, his orgasm approaching quickly, much quicker than his usual lasting time. But he couldn't care, couldn't even think beyond the way in which Yoongi was holding his hips with a bruising power, the way the man's hips was pistoning against his, the way in which Yoongi's breath fanned over his ears, making him shiver violently.

He heard the man snicker above him through the numbing haze of arousal, making his open his eyes to stare the man's handsome features (even though red-faced and with sweat dripping down his face and body in small rivulets), his mouth slack as sometimes low, sometimes high-pitched groans and whimpers were making their way, uncontrollably out of his mouth. "My my- this whore is ready to come already."

It was an observation, it wasn't a permission, and Taehyung knew better than to come without being given any kind of order. He'd tried it before, with Namjoon, and the outcome hadn't been pretty. He just nods then, praying that his expression says it all, that Yoongi understands that he needs to come just then and there, that he cannot wait. "Please ...Master-" he mutters, barely audible as he rocks his hips in weak downwards motion, reaching for the man's shoulders. He is praying that Yoongi was feeling in a giving mood.

His prayers, fortunately, were listened. By Yoongi or by any god above, he doesn't know.

"Come." The elder says simply, snapping his hips with a new fervour. He is out of pace, though, a clear signal he is close to his orgasm as well. "Come untouched for Master, my baby slut-"

And so he does, oh he does- he comes so hard that his vision turns white with the intense pleasure he was feeling, come landing all over his belly and going as far as his chest, the shout that leaves his throat probably so loud that it could wake up the neighbours. He doesn't care of that, for now, Taehyung instead focuses on being a good little slut through and through, tightening around Yoongi's cock like a vice. It leaves a pleasing warmth in his chest when the elder man loses control, curses leaving his pretty lips and within half a dozen thrusts he is passing into ecstasy as well, slumping against the younger man's form when he ends riding out the last aftershocks of his orgasm.

Despite loving being called all the humiliating names during sex, gets off on this even, Taehyung cannot argue with himself over the fact that above all those, he still loves the most when Yoongi wraps his arms around him sleepily, holding him with a perfect gentleness and murmuring words of adoration into his ear.