Wet by jooyoung, taehyung
Sweet Tooth- V(Requested Smut)
//who’s says a good boy can’t go bad? all he needs is a little teasing//
Taehyung holds my hand down the street, smiling at the children that pass innocently and licking his lips at the sweet candy in their hands.
“I want something sweet, jagiya.” He whines, giving me puppy eyes.
“My earlier offer still stands.” I compromise, unwilling to bend until he gives me what I want first.
“But baby.” He drags out the y, pulling on my hand in plea. “Please.”
“No.” I smirk into my hand, struggling to not burst out as he gives me a dark look, pulling away from me to cross his arms.
I lead him down a side street to avoid the busy crosswalk, a cacophony of horns and yells as j-walkers run to get on time.
“Fine.” Taehyung growls, pinning me against the stone alley wall once we are enveloped in the shadows. “I’ll take you right here then.”
“Tae!” I scold, trying to push against him, even even though the prospect of getting naughty in public has me getting drenched.
“Come on, babe. You’ve been pouring since this morning, just let it go.”
His intense mood swings take me aback every time, how easily he can slip into his ultra dominant demeanor with just a little teasing.
“Why can’t we just go home really quick?”
“Is that what you want?” His fingers find their way under the waistband of my panties, running circles along my mound. “For me to just give you a quickie? Why not here then babe? You feel so ready for me that I don’t know if you can wait.”
A strangled sound escapes my throat, fisting the fabric as his hands skate along my clit, fingering the wet nun with nimble movements.
The stones are sharp against my back as I arch into him, relishing in the feeling is wanted all day and rolling in the excitement of getting caught, absolutely loving the feral possessive gaze he bores into me.
“Tae, ngghhh, fuck I love you.”
He gives me a smirk, completely drowning me in arousal. “You’re such a dirty girl.” He mutters, a single digit stretching my tight walls as he pushes in.
Painful friction is minimal, the wetness I’d been feeling all day from my fantasies lubricating his long index finger. I moan again, digging my nails into his strong shoulders as he pinches my clit, struggling to keep quiet so passerby don’t notice.
“Tae, I’m gonna come.” I whisper into his neck, feeling the knot tighten and knees weaken with his ministrations.
“So fast? I must’ve worked you up a little too much.”
My cum slides over his fingers as my orgasm hit me, grasping desperately onto the senses he’s feeding me. My legs falter, Taehyung pushing me harder against the wall in order to keep me up as I release in waves around him.
I can taste blood as I sink my teeth into my lower lip, biting back all my moans and cries as his fingers work their sinful magic. Prayers and curses run rampant in my mind, compensating for my lack of vocality.
Once I begin to calm down, Taehyung pulls his hand out of its rather precarious position, watching me try and piece my senses back together. One of his long fingers goes to his lips, slipping past the flesh to taste the fantastic orgasm he’d given me.
“Just the thing I needed.” His licks his finger, now coated in saliva instead of cum. “You were just the thing I was craving, jagiya. So sweet.”
//literally wrote this in class, lmao//