Whispers Before Dawn
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Each time Tae-ui reached his hand out toward Ilay, as soon as Ilay moved to grab it, Tae-ui pulled back, laughing softly.
"I expected better from you" Tae-ui teased, his grin growing wider.
Ilay remained silent, his eyes narrowing slightly, but he played along, following Tae-ui's movements.
"You can be faster" Tae-ui continued, his tone light.
Ilay said nothing, his expression growing more serious with each attempt.
Tae-ui chuckled. "Haha..."
"I'm not having fun" Ilay muttered, his voice flat.
"Why not?" Tae-ui asked, his amusement undeterred.
"I... stop doing it" Ilay replied, his tone firm.
"Why?" Tae-ui tilted his head, still grinning.
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Ilay's fingers dug into Taeui's arms, the pressure now verging on discomfort. Taeui inhaled sharply but didn't pull away. "Ilay," he continued softly, "there's a chance I may never present. I've already passed the usual age." He hesitated, the unspoken fear lodged in his chest Will you leave me? Though the words remained unsaid, Ilay's expression shifted. Taeui wasn't sure if he was betraying his fear through his expression, but Ilay had always been able to read him with unnerving accuracy. "Leave you?" Ilay's voice cracked, harsh, and incredulous. "You?" His grip faltered for a moment, his brows furrowed deeply.Complete
A Day with a Tiny Ilay
One morning, Jeong Taeui wakes to an impossible sight: Ilay Riegrow, the enigmatic and often intimidating man he's grown to love, has been inexplicably transformed into a small child. Shocked and more than a little amused, Taeui can't help but let out a boisterous laugh at the absurdity of it all-how the imposing Ilay, with his commanding presence and sharp wit, is now reduced to a pint-sized version of himself. As the day unfolds, Taeui finds himself navigating a series of comical and challenging situations, from keeping a mischievous Ilay out of trouble, to dealing with his own panic at the realization of just how small and vulnerable the man is. Despite the chaos, Taeui discovers a tender side to their relationship, seeing Ilay's innocence and dependence in a way he never has before. Meanwhile, Ilay, trapped in the body of a child, struggles with frustration at his diminished power and status, but gradually learns to trust Taeui's care, softening the usual tension between them. Through playful antics, heartfelt conversations, and the occasional argument over snacks and naps, the two explore their bond from and completely new perspective. By the end of the day, when the spell-or whatever strange magic caused the transformation-wears off, Ilay returns to his adult form. The experience leaves both of them changed, deepening their intimacy, and giving Taeui an unforgettable story to laugh about whenever Ilay acts particularly overbearing again. Disclaimer: picture isn't mine credit goes to the ownerComplete
Forbidden CLAIM
"Don't sulk. You look like a kicked puppy." Despite himself, a sharp laugh broke from Tae, quickly followed by another growl as he caught Jungkook by the waist, spinning him and pinning him against the wall in one smooth, furious motion. His hands pressed firmly against Jungkook's hips, his body crowding close. "You don't tell me to stay away from you again," Tae growled, voice low and rough, vibrating against Jungkook's skin. His eyes burned with unrestrained intensity. "I don't care what the circumstances are, I don't care if it's blood, fire, or the end of the world-I want you beside me. Always." Jungkook's eyes widened at the sudden closeness, his breath caught in his throat. The heat in Tae's voice seared through him, and for a moment, he was utterly disarmed. The blush spread quickly across his cheeks, painting them pink. But then he gathered himself, clearing his throat and flicking Tae's forehead with a sharp snap. "Quit ordering me around. I'm your hyung. And also an alpha, remember?" Tae stepped back only slightly, lips curling into a smirk that didn't reach his still-glinting eyes. "Funny, coming from the one who always orders me around."
Recessive Heart: The Scent Of Destiny.
"I would surrender everything for him," Jeongguk declared, his gaze piercing through his fiance's eyes. "My company, my fortune, my very soul - it's all his for the taking." His parents were aghast, their faces ashen. "What if he asked you to kill me?" his fiancé shrieked, her voice shattering the air. "WOULD YOU DO IT?!" Jeongguk's expression remained unfazed, his voice devoid of emotion. "Yes. I would do anything to ensure his happiness, to keep him by my side." His fiance's eyes widened in horror. "You're insane, Jeongguk!" His mother tried to intervene, but Jeongguk's glare silenced her. "I don't care about the consequences, about what people will think," he snarled, his voice low and menacing. "All that matters is his love, his acceptance. And I'll do whatever it takes to keep it." "He'll destroy you, Jeongguk." Jeongguk's smile was chilling. "I'll gladly let him, if that's what he desires." - "I can't explain it, but I need to be near you," Jeongguk whispers, his eyes burning with intensity as he caressed Taehyung's cheek, so tenderly. Looking into his teary brown eyes. Although he was the one who got slapped. Taehyung is both drawn to and intimidated by Jeongguk's enigmatic presence. "What is it about me that has you so captivated?" Taehyung whispered, His gaze. fell to the floor on the expensive black shoes as they stood mere inches apart, their faces so close that Taehyung could feel Jeongguk's warm breath across his lips, their noses touching in a tender, almost intimate caress. Despite the fact that Taehyung had just slapped him, Jeongguk's hand cradled his face as if he was the one who had been hurt. The contrast between Jeongguk's gentle touch and the fierce passion that burned in his eyes left Taehyung breathless. What kind of love was this? -- THIS IS MY FIRST BOOK HAVE MERCY. NOT PERFECT! ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE #3rd in bottomtae out of 9.97k on 4/oct/25 #1st in fluffandsmut out of 20.7k 13/oct/25Complete
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[COMPLETED] He'd always be reminded of those endless forbidden nights with the male. Their bodies moving in sync together and the feelings of pleasure over fueling his system. Never in his life had he felt such bliss with someone as he felt with the raven. The brunette's cheeks tinted, he looked at the long haired male, his hair appearance always caught onto him, it hit different. The color, the way it was silky whenever he pulled his hands through it. The way it would just hop back into its place as if it was never touched sometimes. It was magical. The brunette's eyes moved to the male's facial features and muscle build, he had to grip the chair beside him, his face filling red from being flustered. He didn't know how he, this demon in the form of an angel, could be interested in himself. Especially having a wife and kids. © SERINSINGUPHORIA 11/14/21 do not copy or translate my books. Graphics from cover is not mines ! got it from Pinterest <3 - HIGHEST RANKING(S) #1 - TAEGGUK (Feb 11th/14th 2023) #1 - TAEKOOKFF (June 6-8th 2023) #1 - BTSTAEKOOK (March 13th 2023) #2 - TAEGGUK (Feb. 6th/13th 2023) #9 - VGGUKComplete
Waiting For You | JJK | ✔️
"I don't want to take you home yet" JK muttered with a sigh at the end. I glanced at his side profile as he kept his eyes on the road ahead. "You can always come inside if you want" I said quietly, hoping he would say yes. He looked at me quickly, eyes drifting from my own to look at my lips before looking back the road, tightening his grip on the steering wheel with his hand. "If we were alone in a house, you know as well as I do that neither one of us would be able to keep our hands off one another," he breathed and licked his lips, "it won't be the same how we are with other people around us and in a public place" My lips parted, my thoughts going directly to what he said about how we would be completely alone. We were alone right now, but because he was driving, it was still just safe drifting touches with our hands. The fact that his hand was on my thigh was just showing how comfortable he was getting in a position in where we couldn't physically do anything. "What's wrong with that?" I said quietly. JK glanced at me quickly, taking in my serious expression. "Clari, I'm not after some one time thing, I think both you and I are thinking the exact same thing. I want to show you that I have respect for you... and I want to prove to myself that I can wait, although don't blame me if I break" he replied, I saw the side of his smirk on his lips at the end of the sentence. I breathed out a smile. He cleared his throat, "Because once I fall deeper down this hole, there won't be any coming back up it" Such a warm feeling spread from around my chest. I reached up, took my thumb to run along his sharp jaw, before putting my hand back down, "I'll be at the bottom ready to catch you" -♕- COMPLETED ✔️ RANKINGS #1 in jkxreader #1 in btsfanfic #1 in jeonjungkook -♕- || WARNING - MATURE AND SENSITIVE CONTENT, STRONG LANGUAGEComplete
REVERSED
At the sound of light footsteps, he turned, his face softening instantly. "Bun," he called warmly. Jungkook's eyes lit up. In the next second he dashed forward and threw himself into Taehyung's arms. Taehyung let out a startled huff but caught him easily, hugging him close before lowering into his chair with Jungkook perched comfortably on his lap. "How was the match?" Taehyung asked, brushing sweaty strands from the boy's forehead. "We won!" Jungkook grinned, chest puffing with pride. "I knew you would. My bun never loses." Jungkook's smile softened. Leaning forward, he pressed a quick peck on Taehyung's lips. "I missed you Appa." Taehyung chuckled, threading fingers through his raven-dark hair. "You were gone for just an hour." "I still missed you," Jungkook pouted. "Because I love you." Another peck followed-slightly longer this time-before a voice rang out. "Jungkook!" He turned quickly. Ruby stood at the door, her expression calm but firm. Jungkook blinked at her with wide doe eyes, still unaware of what had been wrong. "Come here, Kook-ah." Ruby said gently. She stroked his hair, guiding him off Taehyung's lap. Cupping his face, she smiled softly. "You're a big boy now. You shouldn't kiss Appa on the lips anymore, alright?" Taehyung tried to interrupt, but Ruby silenced him with a look. She kissed Jungkook's cheek instead. "You'll listen to me, won't you? Big boys know right from wrong." Jungkook nodded slowly, though his pout lingered. "But I like kissing Dad." Ruby chuckled, caressing his cheek. "It's still wrong, bun. And don't sit on his lap too much either-your dad's turning old." Jungkook laughed, glancing at Taehyung, whose brows shot up immediately. "Old? Who's old? I'm still young!" he protested. Jungkook giggled harder. "Mom's right, Dad. You do look old sometimes." "Traitor," Taehyung gasped dramatically, clutching his chest, though the smile tugging his lips gave him away. #incest #topjk #bottomtae #smuts #father-son
CINDERELLA || TK
Not the story with a glass shoe and a prince charming. This one has guns, bruised knuckles, and a mafia prince who doesn't believe in happy endings. Jungkook isn't waiting for rescue - he's just trying to survive. Trapped in a house full of monsters and silence, he's learned that kindness can be fatal and love isn't always gentle. Then there's Kim Taehyung - golden boy of the university, heir to the kind of empire Jungkook wants nothing to do with. Cold, confident, untouchable. The type who gets everything he wants. Except him. "Skipping class again?" Taehyung's voice was smooth, low - the kind that slipped under the skin instead of just being heard. "Didn't feel like it." Footsteps. Slow. Closer. "You never feel like it." Jungkook's reflection met Taehyung's in the glass - two silhouettes, one calm, one trembling with something he couldn't name. "What do you want, Taehyung?" Taehyung stopped just behind him. "You." The word hung there - not romantic, not tender. It was a challenge, a confession, a dare. Taehyung smiled first, slow and dangerous. "You really don't know what you do to people, do you?"Complete
Ilay's fingers dug into Taeui's arms, the pressure now verging on discomfort. Taeui inhaled sharply but didn't pull away. "Ilay," he continued softly, "there's a chance I may never present. I've already passed the usual age." He hesitated, the unspoken fear lodged in his chest Will you leave me? Though the words remained unsaid, Ilay's expression shifted. Taeui wasn't sure if he was betraying his fear through his expression, but Ilay had always been able to read him with unnerving accuracy. "Leave you?" Ilay's voice cracked, harsh, and incredulous. "You?" His grip faltered for a moment, his brows furrowed deeply.
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