It was three o'clock in the morning, and you still couldn’t sleep.
Taehyung, your best friend of seven years was planning on proposing to his girlfriend of three years tonight…
It made you sick to your stomach to know that leech was getting your best friend to be hers for the rest of their lives, but you couldn’t say anything. Taehyung would defend her till the day he died.
He loved so strongly, and so purely that it broke your heart every day that he was with her and not you…
You had loved him for so long and so deeply that every time you watched him kiss her your heart would shatter into pieces. But you were silent and supported him. You were there whenever they got into a fight and he needed to stay away for a few days to clear his head.
You were almost certain he had some sort of inkling that you liked him, but you knew he wasn’t aware of the extent that you loved him. He was so oblivious, he really was. But it was one of the many things you loved about him.
“Hey, Noona! Do you want to go get coffee with me today?”
You smiled on the other end of the receiver. He was so cute, asking you out on a little coffee date.
“Of course, Jungkookie, when and where?” You asked, heading over to your closet to get some clothes picked out for the occasion.
“How about around three?”
“Sounds perfect to me,” you said, grabbing your jacket. “Where do you want to go? There’s a cute little cafe down the road from my apartment that also has a bookstore in it. It’s got great lattes,” you suggested, sitting down on your couch.
“Okay, can I show up at your place around two forty five-ish?” Jungkook asked.
“Yeah, that sounds fine, then we can go down there together.”
Jungkook continued on about how he missed you and how he wanted to see you again. It had been a while since the two of you had been together and you did miss the younger man greatly. He was so sweet and kind to you and you had never met someone quite like him before.
You were a childhood friend of Seokjin and he introduced you to his fellow band members. You and Jungkook had clicked instantly and they all knew that you two were going to wind up together before the pair of you knew it yourselves.
The two of you had been dating for about six months and you’d honestly never been happier. You had always dating men that were older than you, and you were used to being in the submissive role, but Jungkook was so eager to please you.
You stared incredulously at the hectic mess that was yourapartment. You dropped your keys in astonishment; if you hadn’t seen ablank-faced V in the midst of the wreckage, then you would have been convincedyou were robbed.
The pop star was sitting on the hardwood floor, shirtless and
in jeans, covered with something that seemed to be the remnants of feathers
from a pillow. Papers had been scattered, a ceramic pot had been broken, and
the garbage from your kitchen had been strewn about. You honestly didn’t want
to know about the pillow, but there it was, shredded in V’s lap. Your shock
melted quickly into anger.
your voice trailed off in fury. You tried again. “What happened here?” You enunciated your words slowly.
He was staring at you, the blank façade wavering between
panic and guilt.
“The cat got your pillow, and I tried to catch her, but…” he
explained softly, not sure how to gauge your reaction. “I love you,” he
offered, unable to continue to defend himself. Honestly, you found it very hard
to stay mad at him for very long at all. Ever. The blinding rage you had been
feeling was already fading. He looked really cute, actually. His nose kept
twitching because a feather was on it, but he didn’t dare make a move to
actually remove said feather.
You finally broke down and grinned at him. You hadn’t seen
your boyfriend for two months while he was out of the country, and you didn’t
want anger to ruin your long-awaited meeting. Besides, you were hoping for other,
more sexual, things.
“I love you, too,” you returned.
After removing your shoes, you walked up to him, treading
carefully. He was mirroring your dopey smile (though with more relief) and
finally removed the unwelcome feather from his nose. You knelt down in front of
his half-naked figure, only hesitating for a second before jumping at him for a
While returning your eager embrace, V traced quick, light
kisses on your neck. You could feel him smiling still. You returned the kisses
along his jaw happily. When you got to his chin, you pulled away to look at
“I missed you, Tae,” you murmured. A small bit of the
loneliness you had felt from the past two months filtered into your voice.
He brushed your nose with his own in return. “I missed you
Finally, you pressed your lips against his. He returned your
kiss, and it turned slow and gentle. You suggestively nipped his lip as his
hands roamed your back.
“Jagi,” V almost purred, his lips lightly brushing against
yours. You skimmed his chest lightly with your fingertips and rested your hands
against his ribs. You smirked against his mouth, and a momentary, aroused
expression flashed across his face.
“I love you,” you grinned softly with a sing-song lilt.
“Wha—” V was cut off when you suddenly attacked him with
ferocious tickles. He laughed madly and unwillingly, doing everything he could
to wrestle your hands away from his ribs. You yanked your arms away from him,
rolling into a standing position. You skittered towards the hallway to your
room, fully intending to shut yourself in and not let him follow you. While
your flustered boyfriend scrambled to his feet, you skillfully slid on a piece
of fallen paper to aid in your escape. You heard V gaining on you, which caused
you to giggle furiously while you shuffled on the hardwood floor in your socks.
His footsteps were right behind you. The bedroom was so
close, but you knew you weren’t going to make it. You wrist was grabbed, and
the force of the stop yanked you backwards into V’s arms. He snaked his
aforementioned arms over yours, holding you against him. He lifted you a little
bit to make your struggling more manageable.
“That was really mean, Jagi,” he growled playfully in your
ear while you squealed. The proximity of his mouth was sending tingles through
your spine. He grazed his teeth over your earlobe, making you gasp from
“Do I have your attention?” V whispered. You could hear the
promise in his voice. He whipped you around to face him, adjusting his hold on
you. He was restraining your hands with his own. He moved towards you, pushing
you against the wall and pinning your wrists on either side of your head. There
was a black lust darkening his chocolate eyes. You looked into them with a
nervous excitement, noticing his teeth worrying his lower lip.
V lowered his face to yours. You moved to meet him
expectantly, but he dodged to one side, laying kisses against your jaw. He
moved down to your neck, slowly biting and sucking as he went. He stopped at
your collarbone, feeling your breath already getting heavier. He brought his
head back up and kissed you hard. You opened your mouth slightly, silently
begging him to use his tongue. It didn’t go unnoticed.
While he ran his tongue along your lower lip, V lowered your
hands to your sides. He lightly nipped your lip and pulled away from you a
“Don’t move these,” he ordered softly, squeezing your wrists
for emphasis. You nodded carefully. Satisfied with your reply, he used one hand
to rub your side and the other to rub your thigh. You silently thanked yourself
for putting on a short skirt that was easy to maneuver hands through. He cupped
one of your breasts when his lips found your neck again, causing you to bite
your lip. You had missed this so much…
V hiked up your shirt; it was tight enough to rest on top of
your breasts, which he let it do. He made sure to touch every bit of skin that
had been exposed by this action. He let out a quiet growl of approval as he
touched you, and then he brought himself to his knees. Your breathing hiked up
in excitement as you felt him plant kisses on your stomach. His tongue drew
little circles on your navel, and he started to rub your thighs again. He moved
his fingers up the fabric of your skirt and started to pull down once he
reached the waistline of it (you were once again thankful, as your skirt had an
elastic waistband.) The garment fell to the ground unceremoniously.
“Spread your legs,” V commanded quietly. You obliged his
orders self-consciously. He dragged his middle finger over the wet spot in the
fabric of your underwear, smirking with very embarrassing satisfaction.
“Tae,” you whimpered. Your hands were clenching in
anticipation. He glanced up at you with a warning look that said don’t push me. He kissed the insides of
your thighs with a torturously slow upward motion. You braced yourself against
the wall, praying that he would start soon. He blew on your sensitive spot when
he reached the apex of your legs, and it made your knees weak. You let out a
squeak at the sudden cool air. He teased you relentlessly, only kissing the
fabric above your clit and playing with the hems of your underwear. You moaned
lightly in frustration, and you felt another smirk on his mouth.
V started to rub slow, gentle circles over your clit with his
thumb. Your legs trembled slightly at the welcome friction, and your breathing
lost all sense of rhythm for a couple seconds. He kissed your stomach lightly
while he slid your underwear down, now rubbing directly on your skin. He gave
you a moment to step out of your skirt and underwear. He replaced his fingers
with the tip of his tongue, restarting his circles with a quicker pace. He eased
a finger inside you, and you welcomed it with another moan. He kept this up for
a bit, slowly increasing his speed and finally adding another finger inside of
You felt your core tightening, preparing for release. You
were panting and moaning at this point, with slurs resembling V’s name mixed in
with the sounds. He pressed more of his tongue against your clit, covering more
of your skin. You were close to finishing, and, without your knowledge or
consent, your hands moved to V’s hair. He continued his ministrations, so you
thought that there wasn’t going to be a punishment.
You were wrong.
He kept going, pumping and licking even faster. When he felt
your walls clench against his fingers, he pulled out and away from you, leaving
you winded and wanting.
“Tae, please,” you begged. He stood, giving no indication
that he was going to let you finish yet. You decided that you were going to
finish yourself off, but before your fingers could make any contact, he held
your hands against the wall again. His mouth was glistening with you. Your eyes
darted away from his lips; you were too embarrassed to look.
“Go to your bed and sit,” he ordered. He released your hands,
and you started to walk away to the bedroom. You looked behind you to see how
soon he was going to follow. He had glanced downwards at your discarded
clothes, using his thumb to wipe some of you away from his lips. He caught you
gawking in embarrassment, and he pointedly licked his lips with a half-smile.
You hurried into your room after that, self-consciousness raging through your
You sat gingerly on the edge of your bed. The wetness between
your legs made you slightly uncomfortable, but the feeling was alleviated when
you saw your shirtless V walk into the room. As he got closer to you, he
unbuttoned his jeans. After pulling off your shirt completely, he unclipped and
removed your bra. He began to pull his pants off, and while he did, he told you
to lie down. You followed his orders once again. You felt yourself throbbing
lightly from need.
V stood over you, his cock solid and ready to go. Your body
felt heated up again. He grabbed and lifted your legs, pulling you towards him.
He rested at your entrance, and rested a hand at your abdomen. His thumb
hovered above your clit tauntingly.
“Hands above your head,” he said softly. After you complied,
he slammed into you full force, earning him a cry of surprise. He rested there
for a moment, circling your clit once again in a silent effort to apologize. He
started to move then, perfectly in sync with his hand. He kept pumping in you
at a steady, quick pace. You had already started to sweat from his attacks in
the hallway, but now it was worse.
You felt yourself climbing once again, and you wanted him to
go faster. You didn’t dare say anything, though, for fear of having him do
something in punishment again. Your hands were clutching at the sheets
underneath them. You closed your eyes as you grew close to orgasm, but, once
again, V pulled away from you. Feeling hollow and hurt, you looked up at him
“Please,” you whined. You resisted the urge to move your
hands again, though it was very difficult. You bit your lip to restrain more
whimpers and scooted yourself farther up the bed. Finally, he climbed on top of
you and kissed you hard. He ran his fingers up and down your sides, full of
want. You kissed him with equal fervor, and when you grabbed his back, he
didn’t stop you. The two of you breathed heavily, and you felt your body heat
regaining its fire almost tiredly.
V gripped your hips and rolled the two of you over.
“Jagi,” he murmured, “ride me.” He pulled your thighs around
him in time with his demand. After another kiss, you righted yourself and
hovered over him. You lowered yourself onto him, reveling in the fullness. He
bit his lip as he hissed in satisfaction, and he began to rock your hips in the
rhythm he wanted you to go.
You matched the speed that V set for you, but then you speed
up just a little bit to see if it was okay. V’s hips moved in time with yours,
ensuring you that you were doing the right thing.
As you rocked even faster, your fingers found his sculpted
stomach gratefully. His hands were rubbing your thighs, roughly grabbing them
every so often. For the third time, you felt a fiery knot build up within you.
The rhythm you had established was spiraling into something quick and violent.
V’s grunts and pants mirrored your moans, the latter growing higher in pitch as
you came close to orgasm.
With a final “Taehyung!”, you came hard around him, shudders
rocking your body as you braced your arms on his chest.
“[F/N]!” V called out breathlessly, slamming you down on him
as he flooded you. The two of you laid there for a bit, catching your breath.
He rolled you once again so you were both lying on your sides. He moved your hair
out of the way of your neck. He kissed a spot underneath your ear slowly and
gently, brushing his fingertips along your hips.
“I love you, Jagi,” he murmured against your skin. You felt
him smile again, and he nipped you playfully. You giggled with him and snuggled
up to his chest, and he hugged you close.
“I love you, too.”
While you laid there, you breathed in his scent. You’d missed
him a lot.
“We need to clean the front room,” you murmured with a sleepy
smile on your face. You knew he wasn’t going to do anything right now.
“Noooooo,” he protested, squeezing you tightly.
You ended up falling asleep like that, and you didn’t wake
A Vampire AU that I made for Reader X Taehyung. The smut was a little rushed, so sorry. But please enjoy anyways.
I don’t own the picture.
The Vampires had taken over maybe a hundred years ago, and ever since then, humans had become second class citizens. They were bought and sold as blood slaves, prostitues and things of the latter. But, if you were lucky enough and had a rare blood type, you could be married to an elite member of the vampire council.
Even the King…
The Vampires that had started the uprising was a simple group of seven men, all with deadly skills.
There was Kim Seokjin… His specialty was poison. He posed as an innocent restaurant owner and poisoned all of the soldiers that he offered to feed for free. He was also known for having many blood slaves due to his ravenous hunger, a hunger that had already claimed the lives of seventeen wives.
Next is Min Yoongi. Probably the most looked over of all of the council members, but don’t let it fool you, he was as deadly as the rest of them. He had a magic tongue. Any words he uttered you would feel complied to obey. Many men and women have come to death’s doorstep due to his silver tongue, and his love for entertainment.
Then there was Jung Hoseok. He was very athletic and dangerous, especially with knives. Now you think that someone with vampiric skills wouldn’t need knives to aid them in any kind of combat, you wouldn’t believe what he was capable of with just his knives alone… Whole armies have fallen due to his blades, and thousands run in fear at the mere mention of his name. And countless women have done the same.
First things first, I did take inspiration from a different story. It’s Yoongi X Reader fic, I don’t remember the name but this is where the story generates from. However mine will be different.
So if any of you know the story that I am referring to, send me a link so I can credit the author appropriately.
“Oh fuck you Tae!” you screamed as you slammed your controller down on the table. Taehyung laughed as he watched his character throwing yours around in defeat. ’
You had invited him over to play some video games with you, seeing as how you’d just gotten a new gaming system. He offered to help you set it up if he could play on it with you. Since your asshole of an ex decided he wanted to dick down another girl while you were days away from celebrating your year and a half anniversary.
“Ha ha! I am the greatest! Come on, ___, tell me I’m the best,” he chuckled swinging his arm over your shoulder. You scoffed and pushed his arm off, walking to the kitchen to grab something to drink for the both of you.
Taehyung was quick to follow you. The two of you drank some water and tried to decide if you wanted to try to play another game or not. You had bought quite a few new games and you and Tae had only played a few of them. Plus, Tae didn’t have to work today, so he was all yours so to speak.
“So, do you want to watch me play Skyrim for a little while?” you asked. “I need to go to Solitude and kill some of the guards for gold,” you suggested taking your glass back to the living room. Taehyung followed you and sat down on the couch before laying his head on your lap. You eyed him curiously.
“Go on, I won’t bother you,” he said, sipping out of his cup dangerously.
You sighed, but relented and let him lay on your lap. After a while you were just running around and not doing much of anything in Skyrim, when all of a sudden a dragon appeared.
“Oh SHIT!” you screamed, gripping onto your controller and scrambling to try and get your shouts ready.
And then, not surprisingly, you died.
Taehyung was fighting off giggling as he watched you pitch a fit.
“Oh shut up Tae! You know that dragon is hard to kill! I’d like to see you do it!” you yelled, slamming the controller down on the ground.