#bts seven deadly sins au

[luxora]

BTS -> {Seven Deadly Sins AU} -> Falling in love with a mortal

Requested: No

Group: BTS

Genre: Fluff. Angst. Some smut.

Warning: Deadly sin stuff. Some blood and violence. some nsfw. Possibly triggering. Mention of cheating. Mention of depression and emotional lows.

Jin

Your breath was making the mirror mist up slightly, but it was tolerable enough, especially since the two of you were both taking great pleasure in the activities that he enacted when he decided to join you in the shower. His grip on your hips was bruising but tolerable, his lips on your neck making you moan in delight as he continued to rut against you, his eyes on your and his reflection while you clung to the edge of the bathroom sink, taking him as he relentlessly moved against you.

While you looked glorious in moments of ecstasy, Seokjin couldn’t help but smirk at his reflection as he looked completely astounding towering over you and making you completely submissive to him. You were beyond overwhelmed with the physical pleasure you were receiving from him, as well as from the love that you felt for him, and yet he looked so completely composed and not at all as disheveled as you that it made him chuckle. He couldn’t help it, it was just a good contribution to his pride as a lover and a man.

But then again, he was known as Pride for a reason.

Out of all his brothers, he was the best out of all them. Be it appearance-wise, intelligence, or experience, he was superior to them all. None of his brothers affected humans like him. Like moths to a candle flames, others were always drawn to him first. And he lavished in the attention that was forced upon him. While his brothers constantly call him out on his vanity, he simply did not find it within himself to care. So what if he was vain, he had a good reason to. After all, he was the best, something which was openly noted by their parents. He was the eldest and the most superior, his brothers could never match up to him, and he always made sure to remind them of it in case they believed that he was getting complacent of his position as the eldest.

Seokjin was used to humans fawning over him and he took take pleasure in reeking the benefits of his ‘Pride’ title. It was so easy to take care of those lustful individuals that desired a single night with him. He did not care who they were, as long as they could feed his vanity and pride, then he would happily take them. He had needs that needed to be fulfilled, and he expected everyone to obey his every command. But then to his utmost surprise, he found himself being defied by the very first time by a human with the most fiery personality in the entire universe.

You.

You hated him. You told him straight his face. And never in his existence had he ever had his ego knocked down to the extent that he was left speechless, unable to be the one to say the last word as you all but stormed off and left him behind with a stunned crowd and a cackling bunch of brothers who witnessed the verbal beat down he was given by a mousy mortal. And he was infuriated. Just how dare you humiliate him in front of everybody? No one has ever done that to him! Not even his brothers. He had planned to make you pay, in the worst way possible, and what was a better way than to make you fall in love with the very charms you claimed to hate? It was the most delicious plan.

But nowhere in the plan did he expect to genuinely fall in love with you.

He felt you tightening around him, your lips chanting his name as you told him you were getting close, which only motivated him to speed up his thrusts even more. He pulled his lips away from your neck and instead grabbed the back of it and pushed you down to the sunk so that it was only his body he could see in the mirror reflection, his eyes looking like two swirling orbs of desire as his hips slammed against yours.

“What do you want?” He asked at his reflection, his hips not pausing for even a moment while his grip on your neck tightened. He was rather asking himself the question but you were completely unawares as you assumed that he was asking you the question.

“T-To come!” You answered, squeaking highlight as Seokjin kept hitting the deepest spot in your body.

“What do you think you are doing?” He asked again, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he felt the pit in his stomach increasing with time, an indication that was soon going to follow after you for otherworldly pleasure. While you were slightly confused at the question, it did not phase your much as you were so close to the edge.

“T-taking you!” You screeched, your body pressing back against Seokin’s hand on your neck that was keeping you down. Seokjin pushed you down harder against the sink, his hips slapping against your backside with punishing thrusts which only made you screech even more. He looked away from his reflection and instead watching himself enter and exit your body, the pit in his stomach so large that it was only going to take a few more seconds before he would release himself.

“Who do you love?” He asked, both of his hands squeezing the body parts he was touching as he slammed himself into your even more, needing your answer.

“You! I love you!” You announced, screaming when Seokjin slammed into you one last time before you finally clenched hard around him and felt yourself get filled up with his own seed, his hips pressed against yours as he released himself in you, letting out disgruntled grunts as he allowed himself to follow over the edge with you, giving each other to the world of pleasure.

Both of you trembled from the aftermath of such a climatic release, but Seokjin couldn’t help himself as he released you neck to only press his entire body against your back, his lips in your ear as he began to subtly move his hips again.

“Who is the one that has ruined you for others?” He asked, which made you give a soft laugh before you turned your head around and catch his lips in a surprise kiss.

“You.” You confessed, love clearly shining in your eyes which made his head clench in both happiness and guilt, since the only reason the two of you were like this was because of you broke his pride, but he did not have the heart to tell you the truth.

You were his and he was going to keep you, even if it meant he had to lie. Because he was not going to let you leave him, not when you have affected him so much to extent that he can’t imagine being with anyone else but you.

Suga

“I get that it is in your nature, but what you did was not okay!”

“......It is not that much of a big deal......”

Yoongi was tired, and just physically tired but just tired in general., and he could not completely blame himself for it. He never asked to be born into this family, he had never asked to become Sloth, to be the epitome of nothing. The thing about the Deadly family was that titles were inherited the second they were born and with his family, seven children meant seven titles, and they were literally born to be a specific sin and had no control over what they were to be. Being Sloth meant that he was more than just the epitome of laziness, but that he literally had no effort to do anything, much less feel anything.

His brothers took all of the emotions, leaving him with none. Even though he was the second eldest, he hardly had any control over anything. He was the forgotten brother most of the time, his family barely noticing if he was in the room or not, not that they really missed him since he did not add much to the conversations in the first place. He just liked to sleep, sleep was the only solution to his feeling of absolute nothingness. He could never be like his brothers, he didn’t have the capabilities to be the same as them, so he simply just lived for sake of living, he breathed for the sake of breathing, but at times he wondered if it was even worth it.

He did not think much of you when the two of you had first met, the only thing he did notice was that you were almost the complete opposite of him. While he delved into the shadows, you were in the center of the limelight. While he was quiet, you were a loudmouth. When he simply wanted to pas on, you wanted to live, and for some reason, you wanted him to live with you. He can’t really say he humored you, but at the same time he did because he never pushed you away. He simply allowed you into his life and let you try pull him out of his shell.

But it was never easy. You were fighting against his very nature, and most of the time he thinks you are simply wasting your breath in trying to save someone like him.

“It is a big deal! I called you a million times and you didn’t answer your phone once! I called every one of your brothers and they said you didn’t answer their phone calls either! We were worried about you Yoongi!”

Yoongi lifted his head to gaze at you, his slumped form on his armchair in a very dark room at his home as he closed all the curtains in the house to leave him in peaceful darkness. But despite the darkness, he could see your angry expression easily, your hands on your hips as you stared him down from your spot in the middle of the room “.....why?”

“...Did you seriously just ask me ‘why’?” You scoffed, shaking your head in disbelief as you stared at him, hoping he would crack something else to contrast his legitimate question. Only he didn’t. He said continued to look at you with the same hollow look in your eye you were tired of being familiar with. “You complete son of a ... “

You spared him with one fierce glare befoe you spun on your heel and stormed out of the room, leaving him behind in his vortex of darkness. Yoongi sighed, ducking his head down to his chest and closing his eyes to listen to you slam the door shut, most likely leaving him to his hole of hollowness while he wastes away like a piece of-

“What the fuck!” He screamed, leaping off his armchair a he was soaked from his head to his waste in ice cold water, you glaring at him from your original pot, only with a dripping bucket in your hand. You dropped the bucket to the floor and glared at him once more before marching over to his window and ripping open the curtains to let the light in, making Yoongi hiss at the sudden brightness. You then marched back to him and poked him hard in the chest while glaring harshly at him.

“You listen to me Min Yoongi, and listen well. You may not give a shit about yourself, but there are others who do. If you don’t think your brothers do, then you better fucking know that I do. if you dare to pull another stunt like this again, I will literally set your whole fucking house on fire and dance naked on top of the roof while set off fireworks which will explode into ‘Min Yoongi is a fucking dumbass’, do you understand me?”

Yoongi stared at you for a moment, jaw slightly slack.

“...That’s oddly specific-”

“Min Yoongi!” You screeched, grabbing him by his wet shirt and tugging him close until the two of you were nose to nose, your nostrils flaring with the amount of anger you were feeling, that you almost reminded him of a dragon that was about to breathe fire. “Tell me that you fucking understand, otherwise I swear to all the heavens and hells above, I will kick your ass right here right now. Fucking answer me.”

“...”

He stared at you right in the eyes, noticing the fire in them which only seemed to increase with each passing second as he didn’t answer you. His shirt was sopping wet and water was dripping from his air into his eyes, but he found it did not bother him that much. What bothered him was that he knew that he had upset you, and he never used to care much of the feelings of others in the past. Not even with his brothers did he bother about their thoughts or feelings.

But you...he was bothered that he was the reason that upset you. So he finally nodded in understanding, noticing how your features softened slightly at his acknowledgment before your eyes hardened again and he felt himself get flung across the room and suddenly pushed in the direction of his bathroom.

“Good! Now the first thing you need to do is have a shower! You are sopping wet!”

“...You are the reason I am like this in the first place.” He pointed out, only to receive a slap on the back and another hard shove into his bathroom.

“Unimportant. Now get moving. I’m going to pick you out some clothes and we are going out for lunch. I bet you haven't even eaten a thing yet, am I right?” He opened his mouth to answer, only for his stomach to beaten him to it, making him slightly flush at the revelation. You shot him a knowing look. “Yeah I thought so. Now get in and hurry up.”

J-Hope

One thing which Hoseok was very good at was spoiling you, especially since he the finances to spoil you endlessly. The family dynamics were quite obtuse since the assets of the family was divided according to the deadly sin, and with Hoseok being the representation of Gluttony, he happened to be one of the most well-off siblings amongst the brothers. He wouldn’t say that he was the favorite, but he most certainly received some great benefits with his deadly sin, and so he lived his life accordingly with what he could afford, which was everything.

Hoseok enjoyed his life. He lived in luxury and he could surround himself in all of the physical pleasures in life, ranging from material possessions to beautiful people that enjoyed living life with him. But the one problem with being the representation of gluttony was that people were not always sincere with their intentions with him. Yeah, he had the money of the Deadly family, but that did not mean that he had the happiness that most of his brothers had in terms of sincere relationships. He would say the only solid relationships that he had was with his brothers, even though their relationships could become quite volatile due to their differing natures. But in the end they were family, and family stuck together through thick and thin.

At first you and him were only friends, someone who happened to be in the same place as him whenever he went out and hung out with others, but somehow he managed to become drawn to you. One of the reasons that Hoseok was popular among humans was that he spent his money on himself and on them, buying out the clubs and paying for everyone’s bills, but you weren’t interested in him trying to buy you anything. You were independent and you hated being indebted to others, so you never did take up on Hoseok’s offers in anything that was financial.

One would say he was generous at times, but it was all because he had a bountiful amount of money to spend, almost too recklessly at times, and you didn’t like that. Perhaps it was because you were the opposite of him that he became attracted to you, and he had to earn your love through actions instead of gifts and money, but when he eventually managed to capture your heart, he did not limit himself when it came to spoiling you.

“Hoseok, this is way too much.” You complained, staring at the thousand of roses that were on your dining room table, some even on the floor because of the bountifulness of the Hoseok’s gift. Hoseok just grinned before wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.

“No its not. It’s our thousandth day anniversary, it is only right that I gift you will a thousand roses.” He chuckled in your ear, press a kiss to it before going to nibble on your earlobe, earning himself a smack from you as you turned around in his arms to flash him a glare.

“I told you that you don’t need to buy me fancy things like this! This is way too much.” But Hoseok was already prepared for your argument, so he quickly silenced you with a kiss before pulling back to raise a finger at you.

“Nuh uh, your term of ‘fancy’ consists of expensive jewellery and a car, and I have not gotten you those gifts. I have simply gotten you some lovely red roses and have reserved a table at one of our favorite restaurants. Nothing too  fancy, just actions filled with love.” He flashed you a cheeky smile, only to be met with a narrowed gaze.

“Don’t try pull a loophole on me, I won’t tolerate it.” Hoseok laughed and pressed a kiss to your nose.

“Ah but you will my young lover, when it comes to you, I am allowed to endlessly spoil you in any way I see fit while keeping you happy. And deny it all you want, I know that you love my expression of love for you.” He wiggled his eyebrows playfully at you, noticing how you tried to resist smiling but couldn’t help it, letting out a light chuckle which made Hoseok beam. “You see, you love me.”

“Of course I do, but I sometimes wonder why.” You admitted, only to make Hoseok gasp in mock hurt.

“How could you be so cruel to me my love, I have only been a loyal friend and boyfriend to you who is endlessly loving and spoiling you from head to toe.”

“That is exactly the problem, I don’t need you to do that. I’m already yours, so there is no need to buy me.” Warmth immediately filled Hoseok’s body when you mentioned the fact that you his. True, he did try to buy you at first when he expressed interest, but you made him work for you, an it was work damn well paid off because he now has someone who balances him completely. He was filled with so much warmth, a pool of desire began to form in his stomach as his eyes flashed mischievously, which immediately caught you attention and make you look at him warily. “Just what are you planning now?“

Hoseok slipped his hand to your backside and squeeze, prompting a gasp out of you which only made his grin increase in size. He then slipped his hands to your thighs and suddenly picked you up, your arms immediately wrapping around his waist to support yourself while you hands went to his shoulders, your eyes wide as you stared at him. “I just have one more gift to give you before we go out and spend a lovely evening together with wine and food, and don’t worry, it is completely free.”

“Just what are you-” Hoseok pressed his lips against yours, swallowing your words with his mouth as he slipped his tongue into yours and immediately took over the kiss while he began to walk the two of you towards your bedroom, not pausing for even a moment before he had you pressed against the mattress with him on top of you. He pulled away and flashed you the most lethal grin before he pulled himself to his knees and began to unbutton his shirt.

“I am going to make love to every inch of your body until the only thing that you can hear, think, and say is my name, and you are going to let me spoil you in any way I see fit. You agree?” Your face was completely flushed at the sight of a bare chested Hoseok as he tugged his shirt off and tossed it to the side before his hands when to your shirt, tugging it up until your bra covered chest was revealed to him, prompting him to lean down and press a kiss to your sternum, his eyes glancing back to you with lustful eyes. “Do you agree my love?”

“Y-Yes...” He grinned as he began to trail kisses along your neck.

“Glad to hear it.”

RM

Envy and jealousy was an entwined product in Namjoon’s life, and he was often a victim to it since he was its sole representative. In terms of his parents affection, Namjoon has not received much of it and it has been an aspect of his upbringing which shaped him into what he is today. he gets that every person and living thing had a tragic backstory, but even he could say his was pathetic. Out of all seven of his brothers, he received the least attention from his parents. He has even been accused of being some sort of copy cat to his brothers Seokjin and Jimin, because Envy is an aspect connected to both of their sins, therefore he was dealt with swiftly in the family with his place in the hierarchy, despite being one of the older brothers.

Namjoon has always been jealousy of others, especially of his brothers, because no matter how hard he tried to prove himself, he always seemed to come short. He was almost the minor middleman in the family despite being the one with the most sense, but he was constantly compared to everyone that he is surprised that he hasn’t even been driven insane yet. The Deadly family was not exactly magnolias and rainbows, they were the representations of all evils after all, and yet he was considered one of the lesser of evils all because of his emotional connections to his brothers.

Even though he has grown now and has built up some success in his life, he can’t deny that he still yearns for approval from his family. While he shouldn't care what they thought about him since they never bothered to when he was growing up, he wanted them to give him some sort of acknowledgment, to just say that he has done a good job or just...he just wanted them to give him something, something which his brothers had received while growing up which he did not. Was it such a bad thing to receive a parents love for once?

Namjoon felt arms wrap around him from behind, giving him a firm squeeze while he felt a kiss on his bare shoulder, warm breaths ticking his skin as he felt a warm body press itself against his back. He didn’t acknowledge them as he stared at his phone, his grip tightening every passing second and even shaking as he stared at the message from his parents in relation to the family dinner he had prepared to host at his home this weekend.

‘Unfortunately we can’t make it. Send our regards to your brothers.’

He felt his throat thicken, a slight pressure building in his eyes even though he was trying to resist it by clenching his jaw and gritting his teeth hard together. He heard a sigh behind him and another kiss to his shoulder.

“We can still have a good time. I spoke to Taehyung and Jungkook the other day, and they seemed really excited to see everyone again.”

“That is only because they were aware that our parents were going to join us. Clearly things are going to change since they can no longer attend.”

Namjoon couldn’t help but slam his phone on the mattress and cradle his head with his hands, his fingers tugging harshly at his hair as he tried to get a hold of himself. It was not surprising that his parents couldn’t attend, they never did when he was the host of such family events. Why would they bother coming out to the home of their least favorite son? They never turned down an invitation from the others, only when he was the host did they always back out of the attendance. It was not surprising one bit, and yet it was at the same time.

“Don’t say that. Your brothers love you, they wouldn’t back out because of this.” You said, giving him another firm hug as you rested your chin on his shoulder, staring at his side profile as he held his head. Namjoon let out an empty chuckle.

“While your optimism is one of the reasons why I love you, it won’t work in this situation sweetheart. I know my brothers, they are not going to come, not when their star and moon is no longer in attendance and they are no longer required to play their part as a big, happy family.”

All of the Deadly sins had a part to play, and his brothers were no different. They all strived to impressed their parents, even if it meaning outshining and undermining one another, because who wouldn’t want to be the apple of their mother’s and father’s eyes? Namjoon certainly has never been one, he has always been the gum under their shoe that they could not wait to scrape off on the pavement.

“You’re wrong. They won’t pull out, not if I have a say about it.” You said, a sudden determination filling your voice. Namjoon chuckled and lifted his head to turn and look at you, mild amusement in his eyes.

“And what, pray tell, could you do to my brothers to force them to come to a family dinner?” You raised an eyebrow and flashed him a challenging smirk.

“You forget that women are one of the most predatory creatures in the world. If we smell blood and are hungry enough, he will go into a frenzy, and since I am remarkably close with all six of their girlfriends, let me just say that we will work together to make sure to bring them all to their knees for dinner.” Namjoon let out a disbelieving laugh.

“You would seriously use blackmail and intimidation in the form of their girlfriends to make them come over?” You flashed him a smile.

“But of course, what else would I use?” Namjoon smiled and shrugged.

“I have no idea. I don’t always have a firm idea on what is going on in that pretty let head of yours.”

“Good, I would hate to be predictable.”

“That, my dear, you could never be.”

Namjoon turned around completely and wrapped his arms around you before pulling you into a kiss, sighing when you lips melded with his and gave him some sense of relief. While he was astounded that he managed to find such a compassionate person like you, he was grateful for it. You were about the only one who gave him the affection and care that he needed, the kind that was deprived from him when growing up. You were his number one supporter, and you fought for him like a soldier would for their king, and he was forever happy that he managed to meet and fall in love with you. He pulled away from the kiss and moved to rest his head on your shoulder, your arms moving around to hug him closely, your lips grazing his temple as he became cradled in your arms.

“I just wish that they would recognize me for my own efforts.” He confessed, his voice slightly thick with emotion. You pressed another kiss to his temple.

“And they will, one day. But even if they don’t, just know that I see it. I see everything that you have worked for and I am so proud of you for doing it.”

Namjoon could only answer with a smile, moving to press a kiss to your neck before pushing you back down on the mattress so that he could rest his head on your chest, to take in the comfort that you were all too willing to give him.

Jimin

Lust. Sex. Love.

Jimin was the epitome of all three. He was the embodiment of everything related to relationship between people, ranging from familial, platonic, and romantic. And it was very difficult for him to be able to control himself, especially when he was surrounded by so many others that were giving off waves of arousal and affection which were like drugs to him.

While his brothers have their own dilemmas to deal with accordance to their Sins, Jimin was the one that struggled the most despite it looking the most utopian type of sin to represent. Sure, Jimin was a lot like their eldest brother in terms of popularity among humans and having a luxurious outside appearance to show off, but Jimin struggled in terms of his temptation and addiction to bodies, fumes, and toxicity. He was very easily influenced and there have been times that he had to be rescued by his brothers to get him out of the messes that has created himself. But he thought that he would eventually be able to get a hold of himself, especially when he discovered someone who loved him despite of his messed up nature.

But like he said, he was messed up by default, and he has made a massive mess that even his brothers wouldn’t be able to get him out of it because it was something that was caused by his own obsessive and weak nature for beauty and pleasure. 

Jimin rushed into the house and hurried up the stairs, knowing it by memory know, before bursting into the room, noticing your figure immediately as you were busy packing your clothes into a suitcase. He rushed towards you and grabbed you by the hands, stopping you from packing anymore clothes.

“Don’t.” He said, only for you to rip you hands out of his as your glared at him fiercely, your upper lip raised in a sneer as you looked at him in complete disgust.

“You can’t stop me.” You sneered before you reached for your unpacked clothes again, only for Jimin to grab your hands again, his eyes making a desperate plea as he stared at you helplessly.

“You don’t want to do this.” He said, only to make you laugh in response. You tried to rip your hand out of his again, but this time he tightened his grip on you so that your couldn’t, making you wrestle with him slightly as you tried to rip free.

“Let go!”

“Y/N, you don’t want to do this. You don’t want to leave.”

“I said let go!”

“Y/N, I know we can work this out, we can-”

“There is nothing to work out!’ You screeched, startling him and giving yourself the opportunity to rip your hands entirely from Jimin. You took a few steps back to put some distance between him and yourself before shaking your head, roughly threading your fingers through your hair before turning to glare at him again. You pointed an accusing finger at him and snarled. “You made your choice, and I am busy making mine. Stop interfering.”

“I have. I have to interfere. I can’t lose you.” He took a few steps towards you, only for your to match him and take a few backs to maintain the distance between the two of you, a warning look in your eyes which promised death if he came even closer to you.

“You lost me the second you decided to sleep with someone else. Or maybe that is being too generous, limiting it to only one person. I know there has been more, no point in trying to hide it any longer.”

Jimin felt himself pale at your words, a bob of emotion filling his throat that he could not swallow down no matter how hard he tried. He has been trying to control his urges, he really had, because he really did want to try be a better man for you. You didn’t deserve someone who treated you like some side chick that only got visited to give him the physical pleasure he desired. You were more than that, you were someone who had managed to capture his heart and love him despite his...everything.

He was hardly marriage material, it being something that Jimin resigned himself to never have because he knows that he will not be a good husband. He was too much for any woman to handle. Nobody would be able to deal with all the baggage that came with him which revolved around his encompassing of everything connected to Lust. But you...you were an exception. If there was anyone he thought he could marry, it would be you. Because you were everything he needed to be in control of himself, you motivated him to try become better.

And yet he has proved to you that his nature was just much stronger than his love for you. And he wanted to convince that it was not true, because while he did sleep with others, it was your face that he was seeing, not theirs. He just couldn’t lose you. He will do whatever you want to try make it up to you, but you couldn’t leave him. Not when he could fix it.

“Y/N please, tell me what I can do to fix this. There has to be something that I can do to make it up to you. Please...” He was desperate and it was clear in his voice and eyes, and he hoped that you would perhaps realize that he was being sincere in his pleas. But you only stared at him with an disgusted and unforgiving expression topped off with a sneer. You shook your head.

“There is nothing you can do to fix this. Its broken beyond repair now. I have kept quiet for too long and tonight has just topped it all off.”

“Y/N, I-”

“My sister and my best friend, I know I should be shocked and yet at the same time, I shouldn’t be. You always eyed them whenever we were together.”

“Y/N, I swear it was-”

“An accident? Sure. I’ve heard that plenty of times to know that its isn’t. Sleeping with others isn’t an accident Jimin, it is a habit. And I am not going to stick around anymore and deal with the aftermath of your choices.”

“They don’t mean anything to me Y/N!” Jimin could not stand the distance between the two of you anymore, and even though it may make it worse, he could not help himself. He hurried over to you and grabbed your arms, keeping a tight grip on them so you could not escape. He stared at you pleadingly as you wrestled and tried to tug yourself away from him. “You mean everything to me. You are the only one I truly care about in this world! I know I’ve fucked up, I know I have hurt you and I am sorry! I am so fucking sorry! There has to be a way for me to make it up to you! There must be some way I can prove to you that I love-”

“Change your sin then.” Jimin froze. He stared at you in disbelief, unable to comprehend the demand that you gave him. You stared at him with steeled eyes, a scowled permanently painting your face before you flashed him a cruel smirk filled with hollowness. “You see, its not nice when someone asks the impossible from you.”

“Y.....N...” He uttered brokenly, his whole sense of self shattering because while he could do anything for you, changing his very essence and nature was the only thing he could not do. And you knew that. You placed your hands on his chest and shoved him, taking him by surprise as he fell to the floor in shock, your body standing over his with a disgusted and defeated look on your face.

“Goodbye Jimin.”

V

Taehyung has always been the emotional type, and even though at times he wished he wouldn’t be emotional, he would just erupt like a volcano and consume everything in his path, uncaring on what or who he destroyed. He couldn’t help it, it was in his nature to destroy and to feel.

His brothers always told him he was the loose cannon of the family, always needing someone to watch over him to make sure that he would not go overboard. But it was not like anyone could ever truly stop him when he snapped. He was one of the strongest out of the brothers, especially since he was mainly motivated by his fury which unleashed all of his strength. Jungkook was probably the only one who could apprehend him when he was having one of his ‘wrath’ episodes, but even then there were times when he was unable to get Taehyung to settle down.

No one ever really thought that Taehyung could ever live a normal life, well, as normal as a deadly sin could live. He was literally the living embodiment of Wrath, one of the most volatile and emotional sins that there was. He was unpredictable and at times, even deadly. Nothing could control him, and most definitely no one could get him to settle. If his brothers couldn’t do it, then who the hell could.

And then came the human mortal that captured his heart.

“Y/N, he needs you. Get over here quickly. He is going mad.” Taehyung heard Jungkook’ voice talking to you through the phone, but he did not focus on it much as he all but ripped the fabric of the couch right out and threw its dismantled body across the room, a hellish scream ripping itself out of his throat.

“FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF! LEAVE ME ALONE!”

He was tired and hungry. He had a bad day and night and just when he thought he could finally have a rest, his brothers just had to come barging into his house and disrupt his one moment of peace he was finally able to get after such a shitty day he had. He just snapped, and what was at first his living room was now looked like the aftermath of a nuclear war, and it was only getting worse. His brothers were all hiding in the other rooms, not daring to interrupt Taehyung while he was in the middle of one of his ‘Wrath’ episodes.

“I WANT YOU TO GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!” Taehyung screamed, this time throwing one of his ceramic ornaments across the room and making it shatter against the well, which made him scream in fury when he realized that it was one that you had gifted him a while ago. “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!”

“Tae! Stop!”

Hand were suddenly on his cheeks and his hands automatically went to grab them, ready to rip them off, but then the owner of the hands slipped into his eyesight, his vision that was tainted in red slightly decreasing to recognize that it was you, your eyes locked with his with a soft, but determined gaze as you pressed your palms harder against his cheeks, trying to make sure that he would not rip your hands off him.

“Look at me. Look at me. Just look at me.” You chanted, pressing yourself against your body and forcing his head down to look at you, since you were quite a bit shorter than him. Taehyung pulled his hands away from your to grip you by the shoulders, his finger tips digging into skin as he breathed shakily in front of you, his entire body stiff and shaking. “Breathe Tae. You need to breathe. Count with me.”

People have always tried to get him to calm down from his episodes and he has tried everything. Matching breathing patterns, counting to ten, trying to imaging a calming image, but it could never help him. He was broken and unfixable, there was no way he could ever live a normal life. He was a ticking time bomb, and he knew every time he went off, he just destroyed. And he hated being like that. He hated being something that everyone had to monitor.

He hated it. He just fucking hated it.

“Tae...” But your voice was steady and sweet, and even though many others have tried to the same tactic that you were doing and failed to get him to listen, he forced himself to listen. His red vision was slowly fading and your face was becoming more clear to him. Your eyes were soft and bright, your eyebrows were slightly scrunched in concentration as you continued to stare at him, voice steady as you tried to talk him out of his wrath. “Talk to me. Tell me what happened. What’s wrong?”

He didn’t say anything at first. He was unable to. His tongue felt heavy and thick, making him swallow thickly as he tried to find some motivation to talk. His grip on you was still tight, and he was quite certain it was hurting you, but you did not react. You instead ignored it and stared at him, your thumbs gently rubbing circles on his cheeks. He felt his bottom lip tremble, and a strangled sound left his lips as he heaved his head forward, nearly knowing against your own.

“I...had a bad day.” He managed to say, his hands readjusting themselves on your shoulder to give them another squeeze, his breathing still unsteady. He noticed you nod your head.

“Alright. What happened? Tell me about it.”

And so he started talking, albeit a bit brokenly, but he managed to talk to you. His red vision eventually faded away entirely, and he found himself sitting the middle of his wrecked living room with you holding his hands, listening intently to him as he spoke, thumbs tracing his knuckles until he finally finished speaking. You brought one of his hands to your lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it.

“I’m sorry you had a bad day Tae.” You apologized, even though it was hardly your fault. Taehyung just nodded. You pressed another kiss to his hand. “How about I make you a snack and we can talk some more. Why don’t you tell me what you were thinking of doing tomorrow?

Taehyung just nodded again, tightening his grip on your hands when you helped him off his feet and guided him to the kitchen, your voice sweet and steady the whole time as you continued speaking to him to keep him calm. You were about the only one who managed to get him out of his episodes, and even though it was an unfair thing forced onto you with getting into a relationship with him, he still appreciated it. It was nice to be spoken down from a Wrath episode, it just brought some sense of normalcy to his life. You were his only normalcy.

Jungkook

It was positively freezing but Jungkook did not care if it was all it took to make you his. He has never met a women so frustrating before in his life. Jungkook was so used to getting what he wanted because he was the youngest, and he was already greedy to get more because he was entitled to it. There is a piece of him in every human being and it was only human nature for everyone to be a little bit greedy, but it can be imagined that Jungkook is much more greedy than others due to his Deadly sin, hence why he was so determined to have you despite your several rejections of him.

Jungkook was Greed, the very thing that drove many people mad and twisted, but he didn’t care. His greed made him live luxuriously, he got whatever he wanted, when he wanted, and nobody could ever tell him no because he always turned it into a yes. Jungkook just had the capabilities to get whatever he wanted, sometimes without much effort and he was fine with that. He was the youngest, loved and spoilt, and he wouldn’t change a thing about it.

And yet for the first time in his existence, he has been denied of something which was so easily attainable. A woman. While he could get whatever women he wanted, him always have some sort of magnetic pull to them, he found himself mystified by someone of your caliber. You completely rejected him, in more ways than one. Verbally, physically, and emotionally, it was as if he was a detective that could not crack a cold case, no matter what he did, he just could not get through to you.

You challenged him, and he both hated and loved it because the reward of overcoming a cold mountain would be the most delicious ending of a elaborate chase. He wanted you, he wanted you badly, and yet he kept getting himself denied of you from your own actions. While he has met with many women that enjoyed playing hard to get with him, they easily crumbled under his experienced hands within a short amount of time, but you clearly were not like the women he had dealt with in the past.

“What the fu- I told you to get lost already! Are you stalking me?!” You ripped open your front door when you caught his wet figure standing in the raining, his clothes sticking to his body, highlighting his impressive physique. He just smiled and held out the flowers that he had brought for you.

“You left behind my bouquet.” You gaped at him.

“Did it even cross your mind that I wouldn’t want your stupid bouquet?”

“No.”

You were getting beyond frustrated with him. Jungkook would not let up on his chase after you. He was going to have you, one way or another, and if that meant he had to buy millions of stupid bouquets only to have them tossed in his face, or left to stand outside in the pouring rain to redeliver them to you, then so be it. He wanted to have you, and nothing in his way was going to stop him in his pursuit.

“I don’t want your stupid flowers! Get lost already!”

“I could...but then no one else will give you flowers.”

“What don’t you understand? No means no! I am not interested in dating you! I am not going to be the next notch on your post! Go find some other girl who is stupid enough to fal for your charms!”

“Ahh, so you do think I’m charming.” Jungkook flashed you a victorious grin, which only made you groan in disdain as you covered your face in compete annoyance. Jungkook couldn’t help but chuckle, you simply were so delightful to tease. He took a step towards your door, eyes looking earnestly at with you a bright smile. “Well in case you haven’t noticed, I am rather wet, so do you perhaps think I can-”

“Not a chance.” You immediately closed you door until it was only your head visible to him, your eyes narrowed in a glare. “There is not a chance in hell that I am letting you in my house.”

“But I am cold and wet-”

“That was your fucking choice for standing outside my house in the rain like some deranged lunatic!” Jungkook cocked his head and pouted, gently waving the flowers in front of you.

“But I was simply returning the flowers I had handpicked for-”

“Don’t even try lie, I know those are store bought.” You were right of course, but he didn’t want to admit it. His pout deepened and he took another step closer to your door, close enough that he could lean in and press a kiss to those lush lips of yours if he wanted.

“Surely you are not so cruel to leave out a poor, besotted man to freeze to death in the rain.” You scoffed.

“You’ll survive.” Jungkook shook his head and leaned his head against your door way, his eyes looking earnestly into yours.

“On the contrary, I am feeling rather faint. Would you mind if I lay down on your couch.” You scoffed again and tightened your grip on your door.

“I would mind. Beat it.”

“Oh you are a cruel woman Y/N L/N.” Jungkook pouted, which earned him an eyeroll and a final glare.

“And you are a stupid man. Don’t come back to my house, otherwise I will call the police next time.”

He didn’t even flinch when you finally slammed the door in his face, a coy smile crawled along his lips before he let out a chuckle before placing his flowers on your doorstep, certain that they will eventually be taken in when you check to see if he was still on your door step. He flicked his wet fringe out of his eyes and wringed out the bottom of his shirt before looking at your close door, smiling at it.

Bit by bit, he was getting to you, like a pick axe to a massive block of ice the size of a refrigerator, he was getting you used to his presence. It will only be a matter of time before you fall madly in love with him, and when you do, he will make sure that he can keep you for all eternity, because it seems his greedy nature can only be sated by you and nothing else.

And oddly enough, he was okay with it. He has always gotten what he wanted and you were going to be no exception.

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Seven Deadly Sins - Tender Viridian

Genre: Seven Deadly Sins; Demon/ Hell AU; Smut

Rating: NC 18+, Explicit

Words: 6,599

Pairings: Jung Hoseok (Envy) x Female Demon Reader

Warnings: Dark themes; Demons; Sinners being sinful; Smut: oral sex, fingering, whipping/ whips, stripper poles, female and male orgasms; semi-violent sex, rough sex, demon sex, smacking/ slapping, semi sensory deprivation, choking, fingering, masturbation, praise (I think that's it, but please me know if I forgot anything!)

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Seven Deadly Sins Playlist — Apple Music (Let me know if you have a good song to add to the playlist and I’ll chuck it in there!)

Summary: He puts his other arm out to the side, blocking your movements. Envy rests his head casually on his arm that was stretched above him. “Where are you going, my pet?” His eyes seemed to mock you, fake concern coating his words. His eyes sparkled like green jewels as he continued to toy with you. “Where do you think you are going?” He smiled maliciously then, ready to pounce upon you, his smile that of a carnivore. The smoke starts to rise around you, curving and swirling, withering in the air like long talons. The green fog pushed up, blocking out your peripheral vision. The green smoke swirled around you both now. “Don’t make me repeat myself, baby.”

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Title: I've Always Loved you Pairing: Park Jimin x f!reader Word Count: 3k+ Genre: Fluff, Holiday au Summary: You haven't seen Park Jimin in over three years and now your walking into his house to celebrate the spooky season of Halloween. Your feelings mixed as you try to avoid him, but find out he's everywhere. Will you admit your feelings or leave with rejection, find out in this Halloween special! Warning: drinking, kissing, making out, thoughts of feelings on someone else, heartbreak, I never know how to label these things...

Notes: Hello everyone! I hope you all had a very spooky Halloween and that you all stayed safe! I know I ended up staying home cause it started snowing, but with the season of Halloween I decided to write this little drabble and hope you enjoy it! Notes 2: Anyway, this is my first time writing something for BTS so sorry if the guys sound a bit out of character... I was trying something new so feed back is always welcome! Anyway, enjoy the rest of Halloween if your in the states, if not Happy November first! Byeee!!!

“What do you mean ‘you're not going’? You said you would go with me and you promised you would be there.” Your best friend Kaitlyn said as you and her were heading to Jimin’s house for a halloween party.

“I’m. Not. Going. How confusing is that?” you replied as you were laying in bed scrolling through your socials. You hadn’t seen Jimin in what felt like years, and going to this Halloween party meant bumping into him since the party was at his house.

“It's not, but you promised, so you're going. Now get dressed, or I’ll pick out the costume you're wearing, and you know which one I’d put you in.” Kaitlyn said as you gave her a look.

“I am not wearing that costume, and you know my reasoning. Why are you being such a bitch today?” 

Kaitlyn shrugged, “Don’t go back on your promises and I won't be a bitch, simple as that.” She said with a huge grin on her face. You groaned knowing that this party could last all night, but being around the others did bring a slight smile to your face. You had gotten close to Hoseok and Seokjin that maybe going to the party wasn’t such a bad idea. You just had to avoid Jimin. How hard could that be?

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“I already hate it here.” You said as you looked at your friend and then at the large house in front of you. The yard and house was packed to the brim. People littered the front yard like Jimin was throwing a yard sale or something and the music that was coming from the front door seemed loud and annoying. Why in sam’s hell did you agree to come to this thing?

Kaitlyn chuckled, "Come on, let's go get a couple of drinks and we can go find Hoseok or someone. You know a ‘familiar face’ so we don’t feel so weirded out. I know I don’t like big crowds, but it was the only party that was happening tonight and we all know that Jimin can throw parties that are out of this world. We’ll have fun. Just relax okay?” Kaitlyn said as the two of you slowly made your way up to the door. You decided to dress up as Diane from The Seven Deadly Sins. Thighs out, boots up to your knee, and a similar hammer attached to your back just in case you needed to beat someone’s ass if they got too touchy. Your friend, Kaitlyn, decided to dress up as Noelle from Black Clover. She said she didn’t want to show too much skin, but if she got drunk enough you knew that she would be naked in a heartbeat. Your eyes rolling in your head as when you entered the house, it was decked out in halloween theme decorations. Fog machines, spider webs, skulls, bats, and pumpkins littering the shelves and tables that you honestly thought the house looked nice. It just made you upset because it was all at Jimin’s house and you didn’t want to be here because you hadn’t seen him in what felt like years.

“You made it! I’m surprised you got her to come!” Hoseok said as he came up to you and gave you and Kaitlyn a hug. 

“Took a lot to get her here, but she’s here and she’s not going anywhere since we took my car instead of hers.” Kaitlyn said as you huffed but hugged Hoseok back as you were happy to see him. 

“Well, come in! Lets go get you ladies something to drink! I saw Jimin spike the punch with vodka but if you have something else you want to drink, you should have brought it yourself.” Hoseok laughed as you couldn’t move to the kitchen fast enough. You swore you could hear Jimin talking to someone nearby and your heart was racing.

“Y/N! You’re here! OMG! I’m so happy you're here!” Taehyung smiled as you could tell he had already started drinking. 

“Hey, V, how are you doing?” You asked as the four of you made your way to the punch bowl and started pouring drinks. You didn’t really want to drink, but Kaitlyn said it would help you relax more so bottoms up and pray you’ll have a good night.

“I’m doing wonderful! Have you said hi to everyone? Did you lock lips with you know who?” Taehyung asked as he wiggled his eyebrows.

You scrunched up your nose and shook your head, “No, I didn’t ‘lock lips with you know who.’ I have yet to see him and hope to god I don’t see him. I’m sure he had long forgotten about me and to be honest I’m okay with that.” You said as you heard some shuffling around behind you and then a voice. That voice bringing a shiver down your spine as it always sounded a bit high pitched, but not in an annoying way, more like a bell or a choir singing to you. The voice was magical that you wished you could hear the voice more often. You just didn’t know if tonight was the night you were going to confess. You and him haven’t talked for over three years. Three years of him going off to college in Seoul and you staying in Busan working because you couldn’t afford college. He had said he would visit, but as time went, he became nonexistent, which in the end broke your heart.

“Don’t see who? Were you trying to avoid someone?” Jimin asked as you all turned to see him dressed up as a vampire. His silver hair tucked back, and his beautiful brown eyes were now red from a pair of contacts you assumed he bought on Amazon.

“No one, don’t worry about it.” You said as you grabbed your drink and decided to explore the house some more. You had to get away from Jimin as your heart started to pound deep within your chest. You were scared. You were breaking. He looked more beautiful than the day he left, and you were sure he wasn’t the pure innocent boy you knew all those years ago.

“Y/n! Wait up! Don’t leave me alone with these assholes!” Kaitlyn said as Taehyung pouted slightly. He was probably the softest out of the small group that was forming in the kitchen. He was cute and funny, always knew when something was wrong, but drunk Taehyung was someone you had to watch out for. He didn’t know how to keep his mouth shut, and honestly, how you were feeling, you didn’t need to have him blab about all the thoughts that were running in your head.

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“Wow, nice costume, didn’t think you had it in you, but fuck… you look great!” Jungkook smiled as you were now outside hanging with Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jungkook.

“Thanks! It took some getting used, too, but I think with the tights on under the costume, I kinda feel more confident. Not walking around in a bathing suit and feeling half naked, ya know?” You smiled as Yoongi elbowed Namjoon, who seemed to have his mouth open from being in shock at how beautiful you looked in Diane’s clothing.

“You're welcome, where’s Kaitlyn? Did she come with you?” Jungkook asked as he and her sorta had an on and off relationship.

“She’s somewhere. Last I saw, she was with Hoseok, Jimin, and Taehyung. Who’s to say where she is now.” you replied, sipping on the weird concoction Jimin had made in the punch bowl. 

“Ah, think she’ll wanna talk?” Jungkook asked as you shrugged your shoulders.

“I don’t know, she was the one that dragged me to this party. Honestly, I wanted to stay home and just watch horror flicks, but here I am…” you said as Namjoon smiled.

“Well, I’m glad you're here. Honestly, I missed seeing you around.” Namjoon spoke as your cheeks reddened from his compliment.

“I miss being around too. It's weird being back here, though. After Jimin left for college, I didn’t think any of us would hang out. I mean, Yoongi got that record deal. You went off to college as well, but stayed here, Jungkook started working along with I.” You began as you honestly didn’t want to remember the night Jimin told you he was leaving and that he wouldn’t be back until he finished. He might visit during the holidays, but when that first christmas came around, you didn’t see him, and you sure in hell didn’t see the others.

“Yeah, life just kinda got busy, but hey, three years isn’t that long, and honestly, having the party here meant there was no way Jimin was skipping this one. I mean, have you seen his place? Its fucking huge!” Namjoon said as a slight shiver went up your spine as the wind picked up out of the blue.

“Here, take this. You’ll feel warmer.” Jungkook said as he gave you his blazer. 

“Thanks, Kookie, but I’m okay. I was thinking about heading inside and seeing if I could find Kaitlyn. Think you could come join me?” You asked as everyone sorta shared a look.

“Uh, sure, I can come with you. Is everything okay?” Jungkook asked as you nodded your head. You didn’t know why but just having one of the others nearby gave you comfort. You didn’t see Jimin as a threat, but just having one of the other guys with you while he was around gave you a safe space. You were eventually going to talk to Jimin, you just weren’t ready yet and you didn’t know when you would be ready. You just needed time.

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“There you are! I was beginning to think you walked home. Hi! How are you?” Kaitlyn asked as you couldn’t believe she was drunk if not close to being drunk.

“Fine, hey uh, where’s Jimin? I need to uh talk to him.” You said as it was about eleven o’clock when you found your friend.

“He went upstairs with some girl who said she wasn’t feeling well… as if… honestly if she wanted to get into Jimin’s pants she could of just said ‘hey I wanna fuck you’ or something, not pretend to be sick just so she could get him alone. I mean would you do something like that? Would you pretend to be sick just to get into Jimin’s pants?” 

You shook your head, “No, because I don’t see him that way… and how many drinks have you had already? Where is Taehyung and Hoseok? Weren’t they with you last?” You asked as you looked around for your friends.

“Hobi is with his girlfriend and Tae went to go look for you. Said he really wanted you to go talk to Jimin before it was too late, whatever that means. I know you lik-” You covered Kaitlyn’s mouth before she could talk anymore. Your heart pounding in your chest again as you didn’t need the others and whoever else was around to know you liked him. Sure, you and Jimin were best friends growing up but who’s to say he didn’t find someone while he was off to college. He could have settled on a girl in his class and just couldn’t make it tonight. You just had to find some way around it so your heart could calm down.

“Well, here’s your boyfriend, try not to make a scene okay?” You said as Jungkook smiled at Kaitlyn and then watched as you disappeared upstairs where you were honestly afraid you were going to run into Jimin fucking some random girl, breaking your heart even more.

“So, do you really like her? I mean she’s been avoiding you since she showed up. What kind of person does that?” you heard someone talk as Jimin spoke next.

“Someone who is scared to admit their feelings, but I get it. I just hadn’t had the chance to talk to her since she got here because everyone keeps bothering us. I’m sure we’ll talk eventually but for now…” Jimin paused as the person he was talking with started to giggle, “You need to lay down and get some rest, I’ll come check on you in a little bit.” 

The person spoke once more as you felt your heart sink knowing he had been wanting to talk to you since you got here, but everyone kept bothering you two so you were both never alone.

“Well, if you do talk to her, Jiminie, tell her she’s stupid. Tell her the truth and tell her what you feel, because truth be told I feel like you're wasting your time with her. You could be doing so much better and I do mean better…” you rolled your eyes as you knew the person he was talking about was talking about themselves. 

“I know, but my heart is set on her and her alone. I just have to get her alone… I just don’t know how..” Jimin said as the floor creaked from underneath you and the door moved just enough for you to see who he was talking to.

“Oh, y/n, hi… um… it's not what it looks like I promise!” the girl in bed said as Jimin was sitting next to her leaned over as if he was going to give her a kiss.

“Right.. Um.. can we talk?” You asked looking Jimin right in the eyes as you felt your heart thud against your rib cage.

“Of course… just give me a second.” he said as you nodded. You walked further down the hall waiting for him. The voices in the room hushed as Jimin walked out and closed the door. His head turned in your direction as the next thing you knew your lips were against his and his arms were around his waist.

“How long?” You asked as the two of you made out in the hallway.

“How long for what?” Jimin asked as he was confused on why he was making out with you, his best friend.

“How long have you liked me?” You questioned one more time as this time you could hear the gears clicking and then a slight whine as you bit his lower lip.

“Since the day I left for college… I knew it when you said your goodbye that I knew my heart belonged to you and only you.” He said as his hands moved up your sides and slowly caged you against the wall you were now pinned against.

“Then why didn’t you say something? Why didn’t you come and visit me during the holidays? Why did you stay away?” 

“Because I was scared you didn’t feel the same. I know we had joked about dating and being each other's significant other, but to be clear, it's kinda hard to not fall for… I mean look at you…” He stopped kissing you as he eyed your Seven Deadly Sins costume, “You look stunning in this… you could probably wear anything and look beautiful in it.” 

You blushed, “But what if my feelings for you were the same? I mean I just kissed you. Did that not mean anything to you?” 

Jimin arched his brow but frowned, “It does, but you have also been drinking and I don’t want your feelings getting mixed because you were under the influence. I mean… if you do like me then I must be the luckiest boy in the world, but if you don’t then I’m in deep shit because I took advantage of you…” 

“But I do like you… I’ve always liked you… Why can’t you accept that..” you mumbled as you saw what he meant by being under the influence.

“Because you're drunk, y/n… I know sober you wouldn’t be all handsy on me… you would have rather talked to me than make out with me. I just…” he pressed his forehead against yours as his lips slowly ghosted over yours softly. You could taste the vodka and orange juice but what you were also tasting was his emotions.

“So you're saying you would rather talk about this sober than with alcohol in our systems? That makes sense.” You said as you pushed yourself away from him, making him back up just a bit, “But will you remember this when you are sober?”

Jimin nodded, “Of course… I just hope you do too.” 

You frowned looking at him. You swore you didn’t have that much to drink but for being here almost close to midnight and a few drinks in, you could tell that you weren’t completely sober, but you weren’t also drunk either.

“Well, now what? I mean I clearly can’t go home, and I’m sure Kaitlyn is tongue deep in Jungkook’s mouth… Did you want me to catch a cab and talk to you tomorrow?” you asked as your heart sank knowing you could have just had a one night stand and not see Jimin after this all happening.

“No, You can uh… stay here for the night. I just have to kick Veronica out of bed so you have some place to sleep. If not, there's always the guest room.” 

You nodded your head, “Will you come hang out with me until I fall asleep? Just so I’m not alone and someone takes you know… advantage of me?” 

Jimin looked at you with questionable eyes, “No, but I’ll stay near so I can watch the door, how does that sound?” 

You pouted, “Fine, but you better keep a good eye on the door. I don’t want some creep coming in, you hear me?”

Jimin chuckled, “I hear you, I hear you. Let’s get you to bed.” he said as he took you to the guest room and smiled, “I hope you do remember this… I hope you and I can start a new chapter in our lives as a real couple, and I hope you know I do love and care for you..” 

“I love and care for you too, Jimin, I-” You were cut off by Jimin’s lips as he smiled. He walked you into the guest bedroom and laid you down as he tucked you in like a child and kissed your forehead telling you good night. The last thing after that was his smile and how you said I love you one more time. You were madly in love with him. Sober or not. You were going to remember this, you just hope he did too. 

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Black Butler ⭐

Danganropa

Fruits Basket

The Seven Deadly Sins

Darling on the Franxx

Angel of Death ⭐

God of High School

Kakegurui

Yuri! On Ice

Vampire Knight

Noblesse

Howl's Moving Castle

Norn 9

Chainsaw Man

Blue Lock

Moriarty the Patriot ⭐

Record of Ragnarok 🌞

MANHWA

Father, I Don't Want to Get Married ⭐

Who Made Me A Princess ⭐

Into the Light Once Again ⭐

How to Get My Husband on my Side

The Villainess Is A Marionette ⭐

Death is the Only Ending for the Villainess ⭐

The Villainess Reverses the Hourglass

Roxana: The Way to Protect the Female Lead's Brother ⭐

Beware of the Villainess

Of All Things, I Have Become A Crow

Heart Throbbing Conqueror

Survive as the Hero's Wife

Under the Oak Tree ⭐

A Symbiotic Relationship Between A Black Panther and A Rabbit

Elixir of the Sun

Inso's Law

Wake Up, Warrior ⭐

I've Become the Wife of the Male Lead / Author of my Life

The Song of Theodor / The Lady and The Lion ⭐

I Became the Wife of the Monstrous Prince ⭐

Three Brothers / Kim Brothers

A Way to Protect the Lovable You ⭐

The Princess Imprints A Traitor / Revolutionary Princess Eve

My Husband Hides His Beauty

Lady Baby

The Young Miss I Serve Became A Young Master

Cinderella Wasn't Me

The Newlywed Diary of A Witch and A Dragon

Actually, I Was The Real One

Trash of the Count's Family ⭐

I Have Become The Hero's Rival

A Night With the Emperor

My Three Tyrant Brothers

Honey, I'm Going On A Strike

WEBTOON

Omniscient Reader

Unholy Blood ⭐

Tower of God

To You, Who Swallowed A Star

Lookism ⭐

Eleceed ⭐

The World After the Fall

Weak Hero

Jungle Juice

Teenage Mercenary ⭐

The Remarried Empress

Eaternal Nocturnal

Viral Hit / How To Fight ⭐

Study Group

Villain to Kill

Doom Breaker

Your Throne ⭐

Get Schooled

When Jasy Whistles

Academy's Undercover Professor

Like A Wind On A Dry Branch

Nice to Meet You

Seasons Of Blossom ⭐

Purple Hyacinth

See You in My 19th Life ⭐

My Gently Raised Beast

Men of The Harem

Secret Playlist

Shadow Bride

Mystic Prince / Prince of Myolyeong ⭐

VIDEO GAMES

Mystic Messenger

Genshin Impact ⭐

Twisted Wonderland

Tears of Themis ⭐

Obey Me ⭐

Wizardess Heart

Resident Evil

Detroit: Become Human

Ensemble Stars

Honkai: Star Rail ⭐

Baldur's Gate 3 🌞

MISCELLANEOUS

Dream SMP

BTS

Harry Potter

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Star Wars ⭐

LOTR / The Hobbits

Hazbin Hotel ☀️

𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

HEADCANONS

ONE-SHOT

DRABBLE

SERIES ⭐

CROSSOVER ⭐

FLUFF

HURT to FLUFF ⭐

ANGST ⭐

SLIGHT SUGGESTIVE

AU / ALTERNATE UNIVERSE

PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP ⭐

𝐍𝐎, 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

NSFW

TOXIC RELATIONSHIP

PEDOPHILE

EXTREME YANDERE

ABUSIVE THEMES

@otakuworks

#rules #anime #anime gif #webtoon #manhwa #navigation

[vinetae]

BTS Kim Taehyung Fics Recs List

!Credits to all owners!

Date: October 26th, 2022

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⊙ | 𝕷𝖚𝖝𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖆 : 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕋𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 | ⊙ - KTH ~ Lust is an inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body. ~

α pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

α word count: 7.1k

α summary: A loveless marriage drives you to a dark part of your city in search of the things that once made you happy. Instead, you find a man who awakens carnal desires deep inside you that you never knew existed. An impulsive decision and a loss of control make for the best paintings but driven past the point of no return- tell me, is it worth falling for?

α tags/TW: 18+, smut, bts smut, taehyung x reader, reader insert, artist Taehyung, strangers, knife play, blood play, rough sex, master x servant relationship, dom x sub relationship, dominant male, dirty talk, unprotected sex, affair, alcohol consumption, sex under the influence, daemon au

α part: 1 of 7 of our Seven Deadly Sins Milestone Challenge.

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all the kinks #7 - quickie (Taehyung x Reader)

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Rating: NSFW

Word Count: 759

Warnings: Premature ejaculation? I dunno, I don't want to throw him under the bus like that.

Listening to: Singularity by BTS

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divine seduction | kth. (m) - KTH

➵ summary: you despise your quarterly meetings with the demon king, kim taehyung, for many reasons. one; being that he’s maddeningly charming, two; he tests the limits of your relationship every visit, and three; he’s gotten under your skin so bad, you’re ready to show him that two can play his game.

➵ pairing: demon king!taehyung x angel queen!reader

➵ genre: angels/demons, royalty, enemies to lovers!au, fantasy!au, smut, pwp, light angst, fluff

➵ rating: 18+

➵ word count: 11k

➵ warnings: fantasy depictions of angels and demons, explicit sexual content, hard but sweet dom!taehyung, switch/sub!reader, huge dicc!tae, dirty talk, biting, blood play (he’s a demon with it), bondage, handjobbing, size kink, pain kink, punishment, degradation/humiliation, nipple/breast play, possessiveness, choking, marking, so much licking (taehyung loves tasting his angel), begging, crying, orgasm denial/control, spitting, oral (f. receiving), cum eating, fingering, anal play, sex toy, double penetration, throne sex, reverse cowgirl, hitting it from the back, hair pulling, finger-sucking, deepthroating, forced orgasms, multiple orgasms, creampie <3

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almost sweet (kth) - M

pairing: Taehyung x Female Reader

genre(s): pwp, smut, some fluff

au: slice of life, bdsm, established relationship

word count: 5k

summary: life has felt like too much lately. your boyfriend agrees to give you a night of pleasure with a touch of pain.

trigger/smut warnings:  dom!tae, tae has a big dick, degradation (uses of 'whore' and 'slut'), mocking, ass slapping, pussy slapping, creampie, oral (m), rough throat fuck, rough fingering, squirting, silk ties and a ball gag are used, he makes her clean up after herself, rough sex, hair pulling, lots of spit, unprotected sex (wrap it up please!! and be careful!!), tears, hints that he's broken skin, praise, aftercare, strawberries, both of them are deeply in love with each other, and everything is consensual

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Sex Operator. - KTH

Summary: Taehyung is a phone sex operator and you unknowingly meet the day after he helps you with a problem.

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sweet night | kth

Pairing: Taehyung x reader (dance instructors!au, enemies to lovers)

Genre: fluff, romance

Summary: You finally address the incessant teasing of your fellow dance instructor Kim Taehyung.

Wordcount: 3.1k

Warnings: mentions of self-doubt, she calls him a bully but he's not, suggestive but not really?

A/N: thank you @notyouroppar betaing my fic and letting me live to see another day <3 I don't know why Taehyung is such a difficult one for me but this one did actually come quite naturally to me! This is a drabble request (yes I am still going through them and I am so sorry for being late I really am I promise I will be quicker with them!) Drabble that is 3k long, so a fake drabble as my beta likes to call them.

Rating: pg13

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experimental error - KTH

→ scenario: Out of fear of being bad in bed, you ask your best friend to help you become better at sex.

→ pairing: taehyung | reader

→ genre: best friend au | smut

→ word count: 6k

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saudade - KTH

➜ no one is born to be alone and no one can be complete in oneself - that’s why, in this world, every person has a pair, someone that complements their soul in every aspect. you, however, are an exception to the rule, for the mark on your wrist indicates that your pair has passed away way before you were born.

pairing: vampire!taehyung x (f) reader

genre: angst, smut • soulmate au, supernatural au

warnings: mental health issues (depression, mentions of ptsd and a panic attack). mild sexual content (soft dom!tae, loss of virginity, fingering, masturbation, oral (f receiving), dry humping, multiple orgasms, biting, unprotected sex, dirty talk). lowkey horror. lots of demonic stuff if it spooks you.

rating: 18+

word count: 21k

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To be continued...

#BTS #bts #bts fic recs #bts fanfics #kim taehyung #kth #bts kim taehyung fic recs #because i've got writers block and i only had time to make these sad excuses of fic rec lists

[beomcoups]

wip tag game

✎ RULES: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous they are. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips. (you can make your own post or reblog this one!)

✎ tagged by: the loveliest people ever @yoonia​ and @flurrys-creativity

✎ tagging: @sugakookitty @milfgyuu @xlovelyyoongix @flowerboykun @kthpurplesyou @horanghoe  @playmetheclassics @hobeemin @defwoodz @baekhyyun @moonctzeny @raibebe @sanjoongie​. Anyone else I didnt tag can also play too and just tag me so I can see ❤

(wips below the cut)

Not in any particular order: Lover Boy (EXO oneshot)

pairing: Chanyeol x reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, strangers to lovers au,

Summary: Meeting him was unexpected. Falling in love was meant to happen (summary might change).

Love Song (NCT series)

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: fiance!Jaehyun x reader

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, smut, established relationship au

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Jaehyun whisks you away for a weekend getaway before you get married. Weekend Getaway

pairing: husband!Jimin x ceo!reader

genre/au: marriage au, ceo au, fluff, smut, a bit of angst?

summary: You are a boss during the day: closing deals on mergers and making the most important decisions in your company. But at home, you are a wife and a mom who has very little time to enjoy the fruits of your labor. Jimin aims to change that, with one weekend in Vegas.

Anime No Genjitsu (NCT Dream series)

Pairing: OT7 x reader

Genre: will specify in each oneshot

Summary: The lives of the members through some of my favorite slice of life animes.

Isn’t It Ironic? (BTS oneshot)

pairing: collegeboy!Seokjin x reader

genres/aus: angst, fluff, smut, college au, enemies to lovers au

synopsis: You don’t care for Jin that much; He is from a rich prominent family and you come from poor backgrounds who is attending university with a scholarship. You are supposed to despise him with every fiber of your being. So why do you find yourself falling for him instead?

All Your Fault (BTS oneshot)

Pairing: mafia boss!Jimin x reader

genre: fluff, angst, smut, mafia au, strangers to lovers au

Summary: He came crashing into your life literally, and you haven’t been able to get rid of him ever since. But maybe you like it this way?

TBA (WayV oneshot)

pairing: Kun x reader

genre: fluff, smut, honeymoon au

Summary: TBA

The Athlete (SVT oneshot)

Pairing: athlete!Hoshi x reader

Genre/AUs: smut, fluff, sports au, friends to lovers au

Summary: You are assigned to write an article about Kwon Soonyoung, the trailblazing athlete that everyone calls Hoshi. But as you spend more time with him, you realize there’s more layers to him than football.

Seven Deadly Sins (BTS series)

Pairing: reader x ot7

genre: fluff, angst, smut, supernatural au, fantasy au

Summary: You’ve been single for a long time and you miss the feeling of having something warm underneath your body. You go into a “candy shop”, full of things to satisfy your needs until the right person comes along. You come across a grimoire, full of spells to bring your fantasies to life. Will this be best thing that ever happened to you or your worst mistake.  Untitled Seventeen oneshot Pairing: Jeonghan x stylist!reader

genre: fluff, angst, smut, slow burn 

summary: TBA Studio 54 (NCT oneshot)

pairing: dancer!Yuta x reader

genre: fluff, smut, 70′s au. lovers to exes au summary: It’s supposed to be a fun night at Studio 54, the hottest club in New York. Running into your ex wasn't apart of the plan, but you will make the most of it anyway. 

70s Rockstar (NCT oneshot)

pairing: rockstar!Yuta x groupie!reader

genre: fluff, smut, rockstar au, 70s au

summary: The hottest band is in town and you plan to bag the hot guitarist with the blonde hair and rockin vocals. Now how to get backstage... Desperado 

pairing: Christian Yu x reader

genre: smut, fwb, criminals au

summary: TBA

#tagged #wip game #wip chain gang #fic wip #pretty sure I got more ready lol

[piedpiperslists]

KSJ: Idol Boyfriend AU

List of all Seokjin fics under 'Idol Boyfriend' AU:

* s - contains smut sm - social media format

* Last updated: 26/11/2023

D R A B B L E S

[drabble] by lavishedinjimin s PWP Summary: Shoulder massage after a concert leads to whole lotta imagination.

[drabble] by sugarlywhispers s Summary: K.Seokjin + gf gives him a blowjob.

[drabble] by thecozywhaleshark Summary: “Tell me you need me.” + “Oh honey, I’d never be jealous of you.”

* 8:07 AM by likeastarstar

Ad Infinitum by randombtsprincessa Summary: Jin is forced to watch you from afar as you carry on with your life…without him.

Baby Fever by alexlwrites Summary: The one where Jin loves to spoil his girlfriend until she asks for the one thing he can’t give her. At least not right now.

Close by btsqualityy Summary: It’s your first Christmas in Korea and you’re feeling a little lonely. Good thing you have Jin to fix that for you.

Cuddling by the Fireplace by breadoffoxy

Daily Texts With Boyfriend Seokjin by cinnaminsvga sm

He Lays Down On Your Chest by blu-joons

Him and I, and these heavenly drops by alteringrealities

Home by luffles424 Summary: When you can’t make it home for the holiday’s, who better to cheer you up with a surprise than your boyfriend?

Hot Coffee, Cold Floors, and Getting Old by alluremin Summary: It’s Seokjin’s birthday and it wouldn’t be complete without your waffles, hot coffee, and harmless teasing.

“I happen to have this mood ring, and it would be very helpful to me if you would put it on” by taetaespeaches

“I paid for your sleep.” by thebangtancloud Summary: You're with him on the sets of In The SOOP S2 and there's nothing Jin wouldn't do to make sure you have some extra time in bed with him.

I Pink I Love You by baojinnie Summary: “You’re about to be sick.”

“Is That A Hickey?” by blu-joons

Kiss Me Goodbye by mercurygguk Summary: Goodbye kiss.

Lunch by blu-joons Summary: After leaving his lunch at home, luckily for Jin, he has you at home ready to save the day and help him out on your way to work.

Only for You by hoebaring Summary: A relationship filled with playful teasing, cheesy lines and wholesome love. A package, only for them.

Permission to Pleasure by bangtanbetchfics s PWP Summary: Scenarios where you pleasure each BTS member right after the final Permission to Dance concert in LA.

“Pillows are overrated” by v-hope

Pink | Handsome | Breakfast by bubmyg

Pride by whatifyoulivelikethat s PWP Summary: Kinky smut themed around a deadly sin.

Relax by hyungieyoongi

Rewrite the Stars by taleasnewastime angst Summary: That kind of love where even if you love them it’s better to be apart than together.

Say Cheese by mintsugarmy Summary: He's enlisting soon. And he wants to have as much of you with him as possible. Hence, his new found obsession with photography.

Secrets Out by taeken-my-heart Summary: You really tried to keep it a secret, but it’s difficult in a house full of 6 other men…

Seven Steps by bangtanstanst Summary: For years now, you have been honing and perfecting your skills, working towards one thing: devising a fool-proof plan to ensure the perfect couple’s ‘good morning’. Or, you should say, almost fool-proof.

Silent Treatment by thebangtancloud Summary: The one where Jin is mad at you because you doubt his love for you.

Slip ‘n Slide by bts-bay-bee s

Some Day by casuallyimagining Summary: Jin has a realization.

Something New by taehyung-the-baehyung s PWP

Summer Nights by yoongiphoria Summary: On the first night of the summer, Seokjin does both the expected and the unexpected.

Tonight by hongcherry Summary: People say your duty is to your heart rather than your head, but what happens when Seokjin’s heart is torn in two?

The Way You Said “I Love You”: Loud, So Everyone Can Hear by v-hope

Watch and Learn by namfinessed

“We’re just too in sync.” by taetaespeaches Summary: “Stay there. I’m coming to get you.”

O N E S H O T S

7 Days by joonbird s wc~9.2k Summary: A week in the life of idol Kim Seokjin’s girlfriend.

"And you." by sooniesspot wc~2.7k Summary: Seokjin has been away for a while, he wants you and maybe some food. But mostly you.

Broken by saladejin s wc~4.9k Summary: Free time is hard to come by for the two of you, but soon another problem arises in the form of his beloved bandmates.

Grand Slam by sugarushsuga s wc~4.2k Summary: A Tennis class leads your boyfriend’s fertile imagination into jealous mode. But you know what to say and do to calm him down.

Honey Lemon by seokline s wc~2.8k / ft PJM, PWP

Just What I Need by sailoryooons s wc~4.2k / PWP Summary: After a long, stressful day at work, Jin knows exactly what you need to take your mind off of the stress and somewhere weightless and full of bliss.

Kept Me Waiting by yoongiphoria s wc~2.5k Summary: It’s not your fault that Seokjin looks so good in a suit at Namjoon’s wedding…

Midnight Hour by serenehwa s wc~2.1k Summary: Sweet late night sex with Jin. That’s it that’s the smut.

Take A Picture (It’ll Last Longer) by bangtaninink s wc~2.3k / PWP Summary: Six pairs of curious eyes can’t seem to look away.

The Snuggle is Real by chimoona s wc~3.1k Summary: For years your boyfriend has struggled to sleep soundly with empty arms. Anything soft and comforting will do: a pillow, RJ, his favorite plushie, or you. Definitely you. After weeks of separation, he’s finally home and jet-lagged. All he needs is a good night’s rest.

The Trim by whatifyoulivelikethat s wc~2k Summary: As usual, Kim Seokjin can’t wait for a hairstylist to cut his hair. But instead of cutting it himself with kitchen scissors over the sink, he convinces you to do it.

What He Wants by likeastarstar s wc~2.3k / PWP

T W O S H O T S / S E R I E S

Long Term Couple by taetaespeaches s friends to lovers Summary: Drabble series on couple Seokjin x Poopsie.

#ksj list #seokjin fic

[an-ambivalent]

World Of Sloth [Yandere! Emperor! Min Yoongi] [Reader-Insert]

Warning: As this story contains yandere themes, the characters display behaviors that can be triggering or uncomfortable to read. Read at your own risk. This work is purely fiction. I do not believe any of the mentioned members would display any sort of this behaviour irl.

Word Count: 3.3K (okay I kept deleting this because I hated it lmao but I won’t anymore I promise)

They lived in an empire that was reigned by a ruler who could not create balance. It was an empire where the harder a person worked, the worse their life was. The poor scraped and lived off dirts left over on the ground from the soles of rich people’s feet; and the rich lavished in their endless privileged. They were consumed by their materials, and each day, they gained more and more for the things they never worked for. Majority of the people who did not belong to the upper class,  lived in atrociously ahorrent conditions.

See, it was not always like this in your kingdom, nor were the inhabitants’ life this miserable. Prior to the reign of the current sovereignty, difference in wealth amongst lower, middle, and upper class existed but the lower class still had a decent life. Mostly, their needs for survival such as food, water, shelter, the chance to have some education, and work opportunities which allowed them to improve themselves, existed. Now, under the current ruler and the society he had created, breaking out of the poverty cycle was almost an impossible task.

Bad quality of life, and barely having their needs for survival met, meant higher increase in crime, hatred, and divide amongst people in a kingdom that should actually be united together. People were beginning to become whelmed by the idea of  justice they thought they deserved, and were starting to lose their fear for the corrupted authority. They kept their heads low for the most part, but acts of rebellion -- small and secretive big ones -- were starting.

Living a somewhat lavish life, and then being hurt by people who were from the lower class, or living through poverty and being hurt by those from the higher class, being at the end of the spectrum in each situation had it cons and complications. But for you, it was even worse because you were from  both worlds in some way, but seem to belong to neither.

You were born to a single mother, who raised you, and then passed away a few years after your birth from a life-threatening disease. At that time, your kingdom was not in shambles like the way it was currently. So despite ending up as an orphan, and without much financial aid, you were lucky enough to enroll in the local training school. You learned everything there was to know about becoming a guard, and after graduating as the top student amongst your peers, you landed a well paying job at the royal castle. Throughout your four years of working life, you had rotated with your job and taken several roles. Currently, you were in the outskirts of the town in order to pick up a small delivery, and were supposed to bring it to back to the royal castle safely.

The outskirts were quite a while away from the central and were a desert. It was incredibly dusty and hot. As you waited outside the person’s home whom you were supposed to pick up the delivery from, you could feel sweat forming at various parts of your body, and your mouth becoming dry. You decided to unhook your water bottle pad, and opened the lid. You brought the bottle up to your lips.  As you began to drink, the cool water felt refreshing and was already helping you feel better.

As you continued to drink, you heard a mockery scoff in the distance which caused you to turn towards the sound. They were hiding, but you could still see an outline of a child, and a woman, who you guessed was the child’s mother.

You felt her cold glare, and saw how she cuddled her child closer to her.

“Filthy soldiers, they take everything away from us and then come here and shove it in our faces as if we don’t struggle enough. Disgusting,” She stated icily, and you winced at the undeniable truth in her words. Although many soldiers contributed to the corruption that existed, you were not one of them. You stayed content with your pay, and your needs being met for survival. Anything spare, or more you had which you did not need, you always delivered it at night anonymously to someone you had seen in need. For that reason, her words stung and hurt you.

You were going to walk up to her and defend yourself. However, you never received the chance to because the door of the house you were waiting in front of was opened. A man with his entire face covered with bandages poked his head through. You were not able to see or guess anything about his appearance other than his strange and bright amber eyes. With suspicion etched in them, he glanced around to make sure you were not being watched. Then, he finally looked at you, and the haunting emptiness in his eyes caused you to still momentarily.

“Is there someone else with you?” He asked. You could not help but notice how deep his voice sounded, and question his odd behaviour. He was acting suspicious of you, and any other possible onlookers, when he was the suspicious one. You almost sighed at the irony, but decided against it, and responded to the question you were asked.

“No, I came alone. I was told to pick up a secretive package that needs to be delivered to the King’s personal guard and am ‘not suppose to see,’” You replied, not aware of the secret message that existed in your words. The man nodded in approval. Then, he opened the door a bit more and placed a raggy looking bag in your hand.

“Hide it somewhere where its not expected,” He said, and his eyes shifted towards your chest for mere seconds, then back to your face. Your eyes followed the direction of his gaze, and when you realized what he meant, a blush appeared on your cheeks. Your eyebrow twitched in anger, and you were going to give him a piece of your mind. But by the time you looked up, you saw that the man had already shut the door on you. You growled in anger, before you huffed, and then stomped away.

                                                          --

“Thank you [Name],” Jimin said smiling, as he took the bag  from you, and tucked it in the pocket that was inside his uniform jacket, before he patted it. You could not help but ponder on the miniscule moment when he had taken the bag from you, and how his skin contacted yours. His touch felt warm, and your cheeks redden at the thought.

The way Jimin always smiled at you, with his plump lips stretched into a small and adorable smile, and the way his eyes squinted when he did so, always flustered you. He was always so sweet to you. Jimin’s caring personality, combined with his irresistible and  attractive features, numerous talents, and every other perfection he had, made you develop feelings for him in no time. You wanted to become someone who was confident and good enough for Jimin. However, in his presence, you generally ended up being reserved and shy, because you liked him so much.

Since you were zoned out in your thoughts, you did not realize that Jimin was trying to talk to you. You only returned to reality once he started to shake you gently.

“H-Huh? W-What? What happened?” You asked frantically, with wide eyes, while snapping out of your thoughts. You audibly gasped when you saw how close Jimin was leaning towards your face, and the concern he held for you.

It took all of your self control to not implode and scream when Jimin put his hand against your forehead to check your temperature. Your face was burning hot and red but it was not for the reasons he thought of.

“Are you okay? You feel really hot and your face is all flushed. Did going to the desert area affected you this much? I should call the doctor—“ The rest of his words fell on your deaf ears. This was because you had mentally grasped on how dotting he was being over you, and realizing how much he cared for you. One thought of what an angel he was lead to another, and you drifted into your thoughts of how much you loved him.

You missed on how the doors of the room which both you and Jimin were in were opened, and the stoned-faced King that had walked in. You were also oblivious to the momentarily grimace and disgust that was etched on Jimin’s face when he saw the Emperor.

When you felt Jimin grab your hand, and tighten his grip on it possessively, you were no longer lost daydreaming, and focused on your reality. You saw that Jimin’s back was facing you, and realized that he had pushed you behind himself to hide you away from the eyes of the Emperor he was facing.

“Jimin, you’re late. You know that if you make me wait for too long, there will be consequences. You better have a good reason,” Min Yoongi said, as walked towards Jimin, and greeted him with an icy stare. Just like his eyes, his voice sounded cold too. The lack of human emotion and expression in them caused shivers to run through your spine.

The matter of the fact was that although you had heard many things about him, you had never actually seen the Emperor himself. From the time he had started his rule, and till this point, Yoongi had never made a public appearance for any speeches or conferences. All of your knowledge about him came from the discourse surrounding him and other people’s opinions of him.  You suddenly realized how you worked for the King, but had never met him. As a result, you knew little to nothing about him from himself, and you felt strange about that.

Yoongi’s threat to Jimin did not seem like empty words, and you did not want Jimin to get in trouble because of you. After all, you were only supposed to make a delivery, get approval and then move onto your next job. But you thought that due to your incompetency to behave appropriately around Jimin, and making him worry over you for nothing, simply because you desired his attention, caused him to waste his time on you. You knew that you had to be the one to take responsibility for this situation.

Not knowing the terrible future that laid ahead of you because of the choices you were going to make, and being clueless of how Jimin was hiding you because he wanted to protect you, you acted without thinking.

You removed your hand from Jimin’s grip, and stepped out from behind him. Without wasting any time, you were instantly bowed to Yoongi, unaware of the baffled gaze Jimin was looking at you with.

“I sincerely apologize for his delay and any inconveniences it may have caused you, my King. I was merely delivering a package as Mr. Park had assigned me to do, and it was my fault he was held up. I will take any punishments on his behalf that you see fit,” You said, keeping your head low. As a result, you did not see the ravening glint that had appeared in Yoongi’s eyes when he saw you.

“A delivery, huh? That’s strange because I wasn’t told of any deliveries that we were suppose to receive.  Everything that comes and goes in and out of the castle, needs to be run through me first as protocol. Mr. Park, out of all people, knows that,” Yoongi said stoically,  and narrowed his eyes at Jimin, who looked like a deer caught in headlights. Then, he averted his eyes back to you again.

“Raise your head, Miss. [Surname]. I believe that Jimin has enough experience and authority to be responsible for his own actions and not let his underlyings take the blame for him. It’s awful when the innocent pay the price for something that another in power refuses to take responsibility for. Wouldn’t you agree, [Name]?” Yoongi asked, and he looked at you with a predatory gaze that was etched with emotions and intentions you could not decipher. You thought it was ironic, and you were in slight disbelief that out of everyone, Yoongi had said those words. But as mentioned before, what you knew of Yoongi was presumptions. So, maybe there was something deeper to the crisis of your Kingdom then just a lazy King? You furrowed your eyebrows, but nonetheless, responded with a nod.

Yoongi’s lips twitched into a forced smile.

“I like to be answered verbally [Name], and spoken to only when asked. Be mindful, and remember that for our future conversations. Now, I am promoting you. Since Park Jimin will be facing execution for his betrayal, I now assign you,  as my next personal bodyguard.”

Your nerves were on edge, and heavy tears fell down your cheeks due to the things you were forced to endure. You wanted to move, fidget, cry out loud in pain, and were even willing put aside your dignity and beg for mercy if it meant your current torment would stop. But you could do neither of those things, or anything else. Without Yoongi’s permission, you were not allowed to move in anyway, speak, or respond in any other way which may convey your displeasure for his actions.

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Your bottom lip quivered as Yoongi softly rubbed salt into your bloody gashes that he had cut into your skin not too long ago. The stinginess of it burned. It was terrifying; Yoongi was terrifying because  despite the fact that he was literally torturing you right now, he was very precise and gentle with his actions. Even when he was hurting you, he looked at you with a soft fondness in his eyes.

It was sickening.

“I don’t like to hurt my favourite toy,” Yoongi began, and he gently ran his fingers through your locks with his other hand. His words, especially his term ‘favourite toy’ that was specifically for you, were always laced with obsession. He objectified you because he loved the idea of you as his personal plaything that he owned, and refused you to think of you as a human. From experience, you knew that evidently his words were insincere, and realistically, he would take whatever chance he got to hurt you.

“But you won’t stop bringing up Jimin, and why I had him executed. You don’t say it, but I can see it in your eyes. I can see everything in your eyes — the disgust and hatred you have for me, and the love you had — still have for Jimin and how much you miss him. You hold love for him that you should have for me,” He hissed, and the hand which was running through your hair gently before, had now made its way to your roots, and clenched your hair strands tightly, causing you to hiss out in pain.

“Well [Name], since I love you so much, I’ll tell you so you can stop wasting your time on grieving for a traitor and move onto me. That package you delivered to Jimin was red sand poison he was planning on slipping in my food to kill me so that he could become the King and fix this country. Not only that, prior to that slip up which led to his definite punishment, he had made numerous attempts to kill me. Can you believe how disgusting that it is? Or the fact that you actually felt love for such a scumbag?” Yoongi said, and his words struck a nerve in you.

See, so far, you’ve handled all of his antics well enough since they were all directed towards you, personally. Additionally, once or twice, he would criticize you about how he thought he was too generous and good for you. Seemingly, his criticism towards Jimin was the catalyst you needed to finally stand your ground, and set Yoongi in his place.

You snapped.

“He probably planned to do that because you deserve it. Honestly, I can’t blame him for wanting to get rid off you. After being in your presence and realizing that you truly are the heartless monster people say you to be, getting rid off someone as pathetic as you; someone who hurts more than he cares for his people, your death would be a blessing. Jimin’s disgusting? Don’t kid yourself.  What’s truly disgusting is how you ignore the needs of your people and waste your time on trying to make me love you when I never will—“ You ranted, but were cut off with a harsh slap to your cheek. You did not get time to react to the pain or the stinginess of the slap, because instantly, Yoongi had gripped your chin harshly in between his index finger and thumb. They dug into your skin painfully, and you yelped in pain.

He forced you to meet his eyes, which were narrowed in an infuriated glare.

“Let me remind you that you were the one who delivered the red poisonous sand to Jimin, so by extension, were aiding him with the crime and I can easily have your head off too. But I didn’t. I took pity on your pathetic self just like the King before me did when he let you enrol in the academy. So, really, without the royal’s pity, you would be dead meat by now, or selling yourself to disgusting and MUCH older man just to afford food and water. You better learn to be grateful for the life I have given you,” He hissed, and as you tried to pull your face away from him, his grip on your chin only tightened, and his nails dug painfully in your skin.

It wasn’t long before your anger blinded you, and you growled. Caught in the heat of the moment and not thinking about the consequences your actions were going to have, you spat on Yoongi’s face as an act of defiance.

“At least it would be MY choice to sell myself to whoever I chose to. With you, its literal hell. Fuck off with your bullshit Yoongi,” You snapped. Subsequently to your momentarily rebellion, it went extremely quiet. Your spit that had landed on Yoongi’s cheeks trailed down his cheek. He looked at you with bewilderment in his widened eyes because he was unable to fathom that you had just done that. However, it did not take long for the realization to sink in, and for his widened eyes to turn into a seething glare.

Then, instead of hurting your jaw with his fingers, Yoongi’s entire hand wrapped around your neck. He clutched it tightly and painfully, and you gasped as you felt your air circulation being cut off. Then, he took out a very familiar small dagger from his pocket -- it was the very dagger that he always cut you with, the one that turned your reality into a nightmare.

“You had the choice to avoid this if you had only submit to me. But since you choose not to and want me to actually make your life a living hell, then I will. I’ll cut you and torture you as many times it takes to get you to love me. ME, NOT Jimin, or anyone else!! ONLY ME!!” Yoongi screamed in your face, and the fear he had inflicted in you with a dagger, rushed to your head all at once. You screeched, and tried to move away and shove him off of you, but all of your efforts remained useless.

“Open wide [Name]. Since you don’t smile at me at all like the way you did for Jimin, I’m just going to have to carve one on your face. Be a good girl for you Emperor, keep still and don’t scream,” He ordered, and your eyes widened in terror. Then, the last thing that you remembered was the tip of his dagger glinting before you passed out.

BAD ENDING  

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[celainelovesstory]

MY SINS

Born from the union of female human and angel, those who are no longer deserved any space in Heaven.

"To flee vice is the beginning of virtue, and to have got rid of folly is the beginning of wisdom. to be free or to fall is your choice. will you escape this anomie or will you devoted all of you to us?"

Word count: 916 words 

Seven Deadly Sins AU

Wide Awake

I'm awaken by the strange uncomfortable feeling in my nose. I try to open my eyes, only to be suddenly greeted by a blinding white light above me. Curtains on each right, left side and in front of me. A white dressed person passing by can be seen from the slight gap between the curtains. So, I may be in a hospital now.

My hands trying to reach my head, but I cannot move a thing. My consciousness bounce to the back of my head again as I let go the heavy eyelids lull back to close. It seems like forever to me, but it is originally shorter than an hour, I gain my consciousness again and is still in the exact same place but this time I am greeted by seven perfect smiles. Oh my god, I think this is it. It actually hits me now.

The cry I wasted this morning while walking to the nearby store, to buy the alcohol my father asked. The truck hit my body, deform all along my back bones, my hands, and my legs. I was wearing the white t-shirt with a smiley face as a picture on the front, the irony deep below it. I tried to dried the tears along my face before I go, saving my family faces in front of them all. The things I do for my family. In this society where your face is all people care than the small littlest bit of truth in your heart, so I was so careful to not break it.

But it eventually breaks me. The life I choose to not come back to. "Back to earth, mmm excuse my rudeness but may I know who this pretty woman is?" one of them said. I am stunned and proceed to look on their faces for another couple of seconds before saying my name. "I am Minah." Miraculously I can talk now and now all of their faces lit up.

I internally wow to their faces, not paying any attention as one of them speaks to me. His voice is deep with confidence to my ears, I find it very amusing to hear. I immediately love how his voice sounds to me, feel like the time stop.

"Good morning, Minah. As you may know, you are dead just about five minutes ago and we are here to give you the opportunity to live again. This time we'll it all be alright, we will rewind the time before it is all become a mess. You just said it to your sister too right? 'I love mom so much before when I'm looking back to these photos, where all those feelings gone?' You did said it all, we will give you back your happy life. This is why the seven of us is here. Your mother will be back to you and your drunkard will leave you alone. You want that life of yours back right? You do miss the old time, we know it."

If I can see and feel my palms, it will start to sweat for sure. I don't know what to think or say. I did want to die because all of these exhaust me. I am tired. I cannot pick point anymore. Which one is wrong. Everything feels so wrong. I just cried when people ask me what is wrong.  It just painful living each day.

"We all love you before you know it. Because we love you, we will fix what you couldn't do before. No one wants you go like this, I can show you your family feel painful for you to end your own life. Here.." and he over me his hand. I let my eyes roam over his small chubby fingers, being drawn in and come back again to my senses.

They are all insanely attractive, but I don't know who they are. This man, who offers me his hand smiling at me, signaling me to take his hands. I find myself once again only staring at him, his expression a bit different from the others but I cannot tell what. There is a glint of hungriness in his eyes, but his face is really angelic, almost like a baby. It is as if he has two or more persona in him. I gasp lightly when his hand grab mine, it as if he is in hurry. His grey eyes looking at me and I find my eyes too as the signs of a smile start to appear on his face and suddenly all the surrounding is changing to somewhere somewhat I know.

"Minah!" cried someone with a quite familiar voice. My heart rate accelerates as I start to realize what is going on, what is happening to my sister that is miles away from home. Weeping. Down on the floor. With her husband hugging her from the side. The man is trying so hard to look strong, I can see over his eyes. My body can only freezes there, and the man who was holding my hands from before at the hospital room hold my hand any tighter.

"You can cry on my shoulder" he says, brushing my head from the side to lay it on his shoulder. I don't struggle. I cry to see my sister, shocked by the news, that I died this morning, committing suicide. I don't want to be here. I didn't want to see this happen to my sister.

I want to live again.

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[stelliferous-zzz-blog]

|| 7 F A T E S O F S I N S || BANGTAN OT7

(Coming Soon)

|| Main Pairing:......

|| Genre:.......

|| Summary:........

|| SNEAK PEAK OF THE BTS MEMBERS AS SEVEN DEADLY SINS ||

|| Kim Namjoon ||

Lust - Strong Sexual Desire; Having a Strong sexual desire for someone.

|| "Those lust filled Lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long kitten" || 25

|| Kim SeokJin ||

Gluttony - Habitual Greed;excess in eating.

|| "You taste like sweet chocolate you can be my dessert for today princess" || 27

|| Min Yoongi ||

Sloth - Habitual disinclination to exertion;laziness

|| "I'd rather let you stay and lay in bed with me than to do any other things that will waste time there babygirl" || 26

|| Jung Hoseok ||

Pride - possesions;qualities that are widely admired.

|| "You should start admiring me more often flower" || 25

|| Park Jimin ||

Wrath - extreme anger;short tempered

|| "Don't go making me angry and loose my cool there darling or else you'll have to face the consequences" || 23

|| Kim Taehyung ||

Greed - instense selfish desire;strong desire to get more of something.

|| "I'm not done with you yet I'm still craving for more power over you sweetheart besides you belong to me" || 23

|| Jeon Jungkook ||

Envy - Feeling of discontended or resentful;desire for someone's possesions,qualities, luck.

|| "I completely envy and desire every inch of you" || 21

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[kiwilogical]

Possession

Jimin x OC

Warnings: religious blasphemy and inaccuracies, dni if you are offended by that.

A/N: I have no plot planned for this fic and wrote this based on a recurring thought. I do want to write more and I will. I will add warnings based on content on each chapter and I’m sorry if anything feels confusing because I am new to this.

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Jimin was bored. He had been bored for centuries now. Millenia in fact, time before time was even a concept.

He sat atop a mahogany throne covered with rubies while the catch of the day kneeled before him, dirtying his precious carpets.

“Please have mercy on me!”

“Lord, pleas-“

“Shut up, I’m talking!”

“You’re only speaking for yourself, mutt.”

“Enough.”

Jimin held up one hand as his eyes bore in the faces of the three sinners in front of him. The entire room was silent, awaiting in fear for Lust’s verdict. His staff knew it would be the same as every other day. The newcomers however, still hoped for some ray of hope, even a thin thread to drag them away from evident doom.

“Take them away to their punishment. I’ve had enough of seeing and hearing them. God, knows how you all managed to bed someone in the first place.”

“My Lord no!”, “Please, have mercy!”, “Please Lord please!”

Synonymous pleas of leniency repeated through the halls as Jimin played around with his nails, switching their colours from black to purple and then keeping it a shiny blood red. Few things held any entertainment to him now, but he always appreciated the demonic ability of changing appearance. The importance of manicure wasn’t restricted to God’s lamest creation anyways.

“Lord wait! I have an offer for you! Please hear me out.”

Jimin’s eyes snapped sharply to one of the sinners, his guard automatically stilling.

“An offer? What could you possibly provide a demon as old as your precious god and his angels?”

“I have a daughter. Lord, hear me out.”

Feeling incredulous, Jimin smiled, looking almost manic and mocking.

“A daughter? And what does she hold of value to me?”

The man was panting, sweat beading every exposed surface and red blotches decorating his neck. Jimin’s nose scrunched in distaste as he waiting for the stupid man to resume. Though he still doubted anything could make him interested in this ugly man’s gene pool.

“She’s a virgin. Lord, she’s chaste. Absolutely, doesn’t even make friends in men, no bad words, no flirting, nothing. You’re Lust, surely you want something different after dealing with the same kind of sinners for so long.”

Jimin’s eyes narrowed at the man and the temperature started increasing slowly. Whatever light illuminated the throne room of the cardinal sin turned red. Even his centuries old staff was nervous.

They say an angry mind is a narrow mind but Jimin has not felt wrath in ages. He knew a particular colleague of his would be moaning had he been able to witness the rage that saturated Jimin’s castle. Deeply offended but he knew. A mere mortal had managed to plant a seed of interest in him. A dying and frail seed and yet.

“Do not pretend you know me, you are a mere human among many and so is your little whore of a daughter. I hold no value for you and your blood.”

Each word was punctuated with a marked increase in room temperature, making the sinners go from panting to screaming as their skin melted off.

Jimin descended the throne, walking to this unbelievable father and crouching down till he was eye-level with the man.

Had the room not been painted in colours of blood, Jimin’s smile may have looked innocent and not so extremely deviant. Even as the man’s skin was burning, he felt a different kind of hotness as he looked at Lust’s face up close. The demon smirked, knowing his effect was undeniable, even as the sinner’s face was perforated with burning holes.

“I make no offers because I don’t need to. I take what I want and I will take your daughter too. In many, many ways.”

With a snap of his finger, everything returned to normal. The room was back to its gold and red colours, only evidence of sinful souls being the ash at his feet.

Jimin stood up and closed his eyes, opening them to a different place. Heady smell of sex replaced with damp earth, grass tickling his sandal clad feet. It was raining.

With his face turned to the sky, he smiled. For a moment, he looked innocent. Not a sin but something divine, shaped by light and not hellfire.

He pondered why he hadn’t done this sooner, come to Earth. Away from the smell of sex and sounds of sobbing and tears.

Something moved in his periphery, the nose reaching his sensitive ears. A feeling of minor distress reached him with it.

Opening his eyes once again, he took in his surroundings. Fields stretched about with a single road splitting them in half. The country side, probably.

And on the side of the road was a shed. A bus stop. And in that bus stop was a bench. And on that bench was a human.

He knew it was the man’s daughter.

The girl held firmly on her blue umbrella, the rain making her shiver, a soaked hoodie being of no comfort. With her eyes firmly attached to her right, awaiting the bus, she did not notice a pair of eyes studying her so eagerly.

Long hair, a leather bound book in her arms and a floor length dress that gave no hint of her body despite all of her being terribly soaked.

Jimin was ecstatic. The euphoria he would feel from corrupting this soul would be ten fold of his usual batch of sinners.

He didn’t notice the girl look in his direction, not till an extreme warmth made its way to her.

She sat with mouth slightly parted, eyes a little hooded.

The effect he had on humans was undefeated but he could already taste her resistance to that feeling as well.

He maintained eye contact with her for a few more seconds, feeding on her conflicting lust. He felt his throat wet with small amounts of something sweet and mellow as she kept looking. Till the bus rode in and firmly settled in front of her, cutting off their view of each other.

The girl climbed the stairs of the bus and paid her fair, moving to the windows of the bus so she could see the man again, only to frown at an empty field.

No soul in sight.

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A/N: opinions? Corrections? Throw it at me! With respect however :)

No but I really want to know your opinions. And this fic will be third person pov. I have no plot whatsoever but a general idea of what I want. And will add along the way. Hopefully this is worth reading :D

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[namfine]

⊙ | 𝕷𝖚𝖝𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖆 : 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕋𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 | ⊙

              Lust is an inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body. 

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α pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

α word count: 7.1k

α summary: A loveless marriage drives you to a dark part of your city in search of the things that once made you happy. Instead, you find a man who awakens carnal desires deep inside you that you never knew existed. An impulsive decision and a loss of control make for the best paintings but driven past the point of no return- tell me, is it worth falling for?

α tags/TW: 18+, smut, bts smut, taehyung x reader, reader insert, artist Taehyung, strangers, knife play, blood play, rough sex, master x servant relationship, dom x sub relationship, dominant male, dirty talk, unprotected sex, affair, alcohol consumption, sex under the influence, daemon au

α part: 1 of 7 of our Seven Deadly Sins Milestone Challenge.

⋫ Link to Master List here 

α  a/n: Hello and welcome to the first piece in our Sin Challenge! We are beyond excited to share this journey with you, please check out the master list for the rest of the pieces which will be released once a day for the next 7 days. This piece was a blast to write but I did let out a little bit of my kinky self (just a tiny bit, it’s not too crazy) and I hope you all enjoy it. 

- ☆.｡.:* Zesty .｡.:*☆

The minute you saw him you knew you were in trouble.

It was a Tuesday. You were out for a walk trying to escape the reminders of a loveless marriage that waited for you when you returned home. You were in what would have been called a dodgy part of your city but it reminded you of your old college town and you couldn’t give it up.

Litter crowded the sidewalk and you swerved around panhandlers trying to score a few cents. You stood out in your business clothes, the handbag a gift from your husband as an apology for his latest secretary fling.

You looked at the bag, the designer label loud and proud on the front. You can’t say you were surprised that your husband had wandering eyes. After all, that’s how you came to marry him in the first place. You were his secretary too, once. A fling that he started to escape his second wife. One you participated in because you were young, vulnerable, and searching for a thrill. You were always just another conquest on his radar, never seen as an equal and definitely never loved.

In college you never imagined living such an unhappy future.

Maybe that’s what drew you here. What led you to the little art studio under the neon signs, tucked behind the tattoo shop where men slouched outside taking long drags of stolen cigarettes. A quarter life crisis where you tried to grasp what made you happy in the past.

Stepping into the studio was like taking a step into another world. Darkness enveloped you, the walls a deep sapphire blue with spotlights illuminating the classically inspired art pieces. You walked further in, careful to avoid the other patrons, the grey stone floor made your heels sing and you wished silently for anything else so you wouldn’t draw any more attention to yourself. No one was speaking loud, only hushed whispers as pairs and groups mingled through the gallery, admiring the works. You weren’t surprised as you took in one after the other of the elaborate paintings  that the visitors were both too stunned and aroused to casually chat. The works depicted some of life’s most desired and feared moments.

Every one of the paintings showed people fucking.

Every position you could imagine, with and without clothes, choking, bondage, everything. You perused the works, each one simultaneously taking your breath away as well inspiring a curiosity deep within you that you hadn’t felt in years. Clearly the creator was proficient in the art of lovemaking and not afraid to show it.

You zoned in on the face of a woman in pure ecstasy, her head thrown back, her eyes squeezed shut, lips parted. You couldn’t remember the last time you had felt that sort of passion with your husband or any of the others before him. You didn’t think you’d ever had.

Something drew you from your thoughts and your eyes flicked across the room, surprised to meet the eyes of a young man. He looked to be mid to late twenties and wore simple loose fitting tan pants with a deep blue shirt tucked in. He was flanked on either side by two beautiful women who appeared to be deep in a conversation that didn’t include him, but his eyes never left you. He was striking, to say the least, with brilliant shaggy black hair and a smirk that conveyed a lazy sense of male confidence that you could feel from where you stood.

It was exhilarating.

Unnerved by your response, you broke the gaze and spun out of the gallery back to the loud street. You paused for a minute on the street, your back flush against the brick building of the gallery, avoiding the looks of edgy passersby.

Who was he?  

You pushed the thought deep into the back of your mind and left the street heading back to the silent home where you knew your husband would be absent.

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You found yourself in that little gallery in the corner of the city a few more times that month. Soon, it was like your feet were bringing you there without your mind even realizing it. You would just wake up when you walked through the ornate gold trimmed door, into the plush dark blue of the room. It was better than being home, constantly reminded that your marriage was a sham and probably the biggest mistake of your life. Whether you visited for the art pieces or him even you didn’t really know. Regardless, you never caught another glimpse of the mysterious raven-haired man and honestly, it was probably for the better. At least this way you retained some form of plausible deniability about why you actually visited the gallery.

It was a Saturday, late in October, when you noticed it. You were working your way through the pieces, paying special attention to your favorites, the ones you wished you were bold enough to try when your eyes found a small one tucked into the back of a winding hallway. Like all the others, the only luminance was the small spotlights meant to display the piece and you moved down the hall to get a closer look.

It hadn’t been there the last time you visited, you were sure of it, so it must have been new. It was smaller than the others, more intimate, portraying two lovers, as opposed to some of the elaborate orgy scenes you had witnessed the artist releasing more of lately.

The male had what appeared to be a medieval dagger in his hands and was using the handle to pleasure his partner’s clit. She had nicks on her skin on her collarbone, fingers, hips where he must have pricked her before but she looked to be enjoying every second, a leather collar tight around her neck, it’s leash in his other hand that gripped her firmly on her hip.

“I haven’t seen you here before, is this your first time?” A husky voice from behind you caused you to jump and you turned around, your face turning beat red.

It was him.

He was garbed in a similar style as the last time you had seen him, this time black slacks and smooth red silk shirt. He blended into the darkness of the navy walls and stepped forward a bit so the spotlight from the painting bounced off his chiseled features. He was even more beautiful up close with eyes so dark the pupil disappeared and full lips above a defined jaw. He had styled his hair today slightly to the side and you could see a sliver of a flawless forehead. Clearly, he had been taking care of his body and you could see the peek of a toned chest from the deep v of his shirt. He was all dark shadows and long lines, his feet slipped into a simple pair of backless dress shoes.  How did someone this beautiful exist? Did he not remember me from last time?

Of course he wouldn’t.

He had been surrounded by two stunning women and with a face like that, you were sure he was used to it.

“No,” you responded motioning to the art work. “I come here often after work. I really like the artist’s work. It’s beautiful.”

“Thank you,” he responded and you whipped your head back to him to see him hiding a small grin.

“You’re the artist?” You asked, amazed.

“Is that so astounding?”

You took in his appearance again, so casual and cool. He had both hands in his pant pockets now and was leaning on one foot, giving off an air of quiet confidence.

You shook your head. “No, I guess not.” It really didn’t surprise you in the slightest. You were immediately drawn to this man and obviously attracted to the artwork so it made sense that he had created it. “So . . .” You were eager to continue the conversation, get to know him more. “What’s your favorite piece?”

His eyes lit up at that and he led you on a tour of the studio, pointing out pieces he particularly enjoyed making or that he thought turned out well. You watched as his features changed from casual aloofness to one of childlike excitement as he talked about his work. It was late and what few patrons there were happy to leave you both to your own devices, and you continued for about an hour with no interruptions. It was near closing when he led you to another piece you hadn’t seen before.

This one was simpler, two people once again in the throes of passion but this time only the man’s face was visible, his eyes peering down at his lovers while he chased his release.

“Are all of your paintings. . . . uh” you searched for the right word. “Do all of your paintings contain such visceral acts?”

He raised an eyebrow at your choice of words. “Yes, all of my paintings show people fucking.”

The way he enunciated the last word made the hairs on your arms stand up.

“And. . . “ you couldn’t meet his eyes. “Do you paint from experience?” You didn’t know what game you were playing but you couldn’t deny your attraction to this man. You were walking a dangerous line.

He studied you intently. “Not all of them. Some are just fantasies of mine. I like knowing that my work can inspire others to spice up their sex lives. Give them ideas of things they might like to try.”

Wow, a real civil servant.

“What are your fantasies?” he asked, bluntly.

You met his eyes. “I don’t know, I guess I’m sort of stuck. Maybe that’s why I keep coming here.”

“I have some more, up in my apartment if you need more inspiration.”

A dangerous line, indeed.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea. I don’t even know your name and besides-” you indicated to the ring on your finger and shrugged. “I’m married.”

The man didn’t seem deterred by the announcement of your marriage in the slightest. In fact, he didn’t seem surprised at all. “The name’s Taehyung and I highly doubt your husband will be upset if you come home with some great ways to spice up your sex life. In fact, he’ll probably be grateful.”

He had you there. Although it had been months since your husband had even touched you.

“Okay,” you replied before your brain could stop you.

“Great, let me close up and grab my coat. It’s within walking distance,” he turned to leave.

“Y/N,” you blurted and he turned to look over his shadow at you. “That’s my name.”

“I know.”

                                     - - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - -

         Hyper indulgent.

                                               Irresponsible.

                                                                                   Impulsive.

That’s probably what they’ll say about me, you thought as you followed Taehyung out the back door of the studio and into the crisp night air. It’s important to note that you knew it was wrong. When all was said and done, you went in with your head clear.

You weren’t ignorant. You knew where this was heading.

He led you down a winding alley behind the gallery, wrapping his hand warmly around yours when you tripped on some exposed cobblestone. He and you both knew that seeing the paintings was a cover for what he really could offer you. A night of passion.

The sun had set long ago but you found yourself admiring the way the street lights illuminated the crevices of the brick buildings. Something about being with this man heightened your senses. You found yourself entranced with the laundry that dangled thirty feet above your head, the steam bursting out of the old metal pipes that danced outside the buildings.

He glanced back at you, watching as your face changed into one of wonder, your fingertips brushing the edges of the alley, returning covered with dew. You missed the small, mischievous smile he gave you as he pulled you up some narrow stairs. Too focused on your heightened awareness of a city you thought you had seen every bit of you didn’t resist as he pulled you into a doorway at the top casting a predatory look at the lines of your neck, the curve of your collarbone.

You came to your senses within Taehyung’s apartment. Dark shapes rose out of the darkness and you felt a slight prick of fear in the back of your mind as you realized you had just followed a stranger to his apartment in the middle of the night and no one knew where you were. He released your hand, as if he sensed your unease, and began moving around his space turning on the few lamps he had but mostly lighting the candles he had lined against the walls.

Tentatively, you took a few steps into the room. The soft light illuminated the dark shapes to be a collection of eclectic objects that included a few nude marble statues, a large dark green fern atop a baby grand piano, and a suit of armor stashed in a corner. To say he was a collector was to put it minimally. He had the usual couch and dining table but they were buried beneath art supplies and hidden behind canvases of unfinished works. A single door appeared across the room, furthest from you as he lit a few more candles that you assumed was his bedroom.

Your mind followed your feet as you were drawn to a rather large painting across from the couch where one may have put a television, although Taehyung didn’t have one. It was of two lovers, gripped in a passionate embrace, not unlike the others in the room or in his studio. What drew you to it was that the people weren’t quite  human. You couldn’t put your finger on it but there was something different about the way they gripped one another. The glint in their eyes as they fucked, almost predatory - but definitely vital. Desperate.

You tilted your head and watched as their forms seemed to shift before your eyes. Dark wings sprung from the male’s back, a spindly tale grew out of the female. You reached out, tracing the edge of the elongated canines on the male, your fingers moving down his body to the nails growing, shaping-

“Like what you see?” Taehyung’s voice drew you from your trance and you turned to see him looking at you from across the room, face shrouded in the darkness of the dim light. He was shaking his hand slightly to extinguish a match.

You whipped your head back to the painting to find the creatures returned to their human state. No wings. No tails. Just regular plump humans gettin’ it on.

“What the fuck?” You whispered to yourself, your fingers tracing the same hand that had grotesquely sported the inhuman nails only seconds before.

“Would you like something to drink?” Taehyung asked, his voice sounding off further than it had a second ago. You whipped your head in his direction only to find him behind the counter of the kitchen, clear on the other side of the apartment. How did he get there so fast?

“Uh, yes please.” You responded moving towards him and pushing the thought of the shifting painting from your mind.

Taehyung pulled out an aged bottle of what appeared to be red wine from a place called LaVeyan Vineyards. The bottle was nearly completely black, dusty like it had sat for years in the same place, and a simple gold trim around the edge of the label.

“What is that?” You asked, sitting on one of the twin leather barstools across from him.

He looked at you, a single eyebrow raised. “Wine.”

You rolled your eyes. “I got that, genius. I meant what kind?”

Taehyung pulled two ornate wine glasses from an old china cabinet and placed them in front of you, making quick work of opening the bottle. He shrugged as he poured two glasses. “I don’t remember. A friend of mine made it ages ago. It’s vintage.”

You took a glass in your hand, swirling it slightly to make sure it was properly aerated, brushing off the comment about his friend making vintage wine. Taehyung didn’t look much older than 28, you weren’t sure how anything his friends made could be considered vintage.

Regardless, the wine emanated a strange smell that you couldn’t quite place. You were no expert but you had enjoyed more than your fair share of wine in your life and this one smelled metallic.

Taehyung didn’t seem to notice or at least didn’t care and brought the smooth liquid to his lips for a long taste. Following suit, you sipped it, smacking your lips to try and place the flavor. Sweet yet . . . . tangy?

“Do you like it?” He asked, leaning his elbows on the counter across from you so that your faces were closer together.

You nodded. “It’s . . . . unusual. But good.”

He smiled. “So, y/n, are you an artist as well?”

You shook your head, taking another sip of the wine. It was growing on you. “No, not at all actually,” you placed the wine on the counter, clasping your hands under your chin and resting your head on them to peer up at him through long lashes. “That’s part of the reason I was so drawn to your work. It’s something I have absolutely no talent for.”

Taehyung chuckled. “Ah, so you were drawn by my work. Not necessarily by me.”

So bold.

“I didn’t say that.” You traced the rim of your glass with your index finger, aware of the way his eyes devoured your every move. I am so going to hell for this.

Taehyung smiled, but it was a smile that held no joy. He smiled like he had a dirty secret that only the devil knew about. “What do you want, Y/N?”

The question took you by surprise. What did you want? Why were you there? In the back of your mind, you knew this was wrong. But there was just something about Taehyung, you couldn’t put your finger on it. Something about him called to the primal parts of your body, the parts that you usually buried deep inside yourself. He made you want to throw caution to the wind and just let go of your inhibitions.

It wasn’t only that he was probably the most attractive man you’d ever seen, although that helped, it was his entire aura. The manor in which he conducted himself, his confidence, the deep timbre of his voice.

You were losing control.

You lifted the wine glass to your lips, now less than half full and took a long sip, considering your answer.

“I want to have a choice in my life for once, I want to do what I want to do. Not what someone else tells me I should do.”

Taehyung seemed to like that answer. He stared at you thoughtfully as he polished off his glass.

“What about you? What do you want?” you asked.

The dim lighting couldn’t hide the glint in his eyes as he reached to grab the bottle of wine, pouring himself another full glass. The dark red liquid swirled slowly, guided by an expert hand and he brought it to his full lips to take a sip before answering your question.

“I want you.”

You were taken aback by his curtness, you had only just met after all. You brought your wine glass to your lips and tipped it back only to stop abruptly. The liquid at the edge of your mouth wasn’t wine.

You pulled the glass back and for a brief second you stared at the liquid, thicker than wine but just as dark. You dipped a single finger into the glass. The liquid was room temperature, as all red wine should be, but slightly heavier in viscosity. You lifted the red coated finger to your lips, inserting the finger into your mouth. The liquid was metallic in taste, different than it had tasted mere minutes before. Taehyung’s eyes watched you intently.

It was almost like the more  you drank the more you wanted him. The wine acting as some sort of criminal aphrodisiac, pushing yourself past what your sound mind told you was okay. Pushing you past your normal boundaries that kept you in the stagnant life you ached to be released from.

“I want you as well.”

It was as if you had opened the dam to a great reservoir, Taehyung was on you in seconds moving from around the counter to scoop you off the barstool and place you on your feet. He pushed his lips against your own, opening his mouth immediately, nothing chaste in his actions. You wrapped your hands around his neck and he cupped your ass bringing you closer to him before hoisting you up and placing you on the counter beside your glass.

His kisses did nothing to aid the strange metallic taste in your mouth, in fact, it made it stronger. Stronger in taste and stronger in the lightness that flew to your brain urging you to pull him closer, open your legs wider.

He pulled at your bottom lip with his teeth and you groaned into his mouth as his hands found purchase in the buttons of your blouse and began to hurriedly undo them. His fingers were deft and within a few short minutes you sat before him with only your bra above your pants and he pulled back to look at you.

“Is this what you want, y/n?” He asked, his lips swollen from kissing, his hair tousled in candlelight. “Are you sure you want to continue this journey?”

You weren’t sure what journey he was referring to but if it had to do with what you hoped he was about to do to you in the bedroom, you sure as hell were ready. It was Taehyung, for the short period of time you had known him, he liked to be dramatic so you brushed off the comment.

“Oh,” you said, pulling him towards you by the cloth of his loose silk shirt and reaching up to whisper into his ear. “I’m ready.”

Taehyung growled in response and gripped your hips, pulling you to the edge of the counter so you could feel him through his loose dress pants before slowly rolling into your clothed core. He was already so hard. “Then there’s one thing you need to learn about me,” he whispered, ghosting his lips over the crest of your ear, one hand snaking up your body to palm your breast through your bra as he subtly thrusted into you. Your head tilted back, a soft groan escaping your lips. You had never felt this way with a partner before. With Taehyung all your sexual senses seemed heightened somehow. “I take what I want.”

He scooped you off the counter, careful to avoid contact with the candles, as he walked you both to the doorway on the far end of the apartment, what you had earlier assumed to be his bedroom.

It was like you were walking in a dream, somehow a thick mist had descended onto either the apartment or your mind, casting the collection of strange objects back into a heavy darkness as Taehyung carried you to the room, his lips never leaving some part of your exposed body.

His bedroom was massive. Dark velvet curtains draped the walls, candles once again covered the walls and bedside surfaces although you had no recollection of Taehyung lighting them earlier. His bed was in the center of the room, a massive dark wooden four poster with an extravagant  comforter. Taehyung kicked the door shut behind you both before throwing you onto the bed. The curtains surrounding the bedroom blended into the navy walls, creating a sense of comfortable warmness that seemed to soak up what limited lighting there was in the room.

You turned your head, eager to absorb as much of the space as you could and your eyes caught the glint of a group of knives on the bedside table. Fascinated, you rolled onto your side, reaching for them. There were five in all, varying shapes and sizes but overall petite little things. One caught your eye, it was about the length of your hand and had six simple deep blue sapphires embedded in the handle. You ran your fingers over the blade gently, intrigued.  

Taehyung followed your gaze as he crawled onto the bed behind you, the silk of his shirt felt cool against your skin as he spooned you from behind, nipping softly at the pulse point on your neck, clearly eager to continue what you had started in the kitchen. “I collect them,” he murmured against your skin and you struggled to push down your fascination with the blade before turning in his arms to face him.

“Of course you do,” you whispered. It seemed completely in character.

“Things like that capture my eye,”  he ran a finger down your throat. “Beautiful,”  his finger dipped lower to the valley between  your breasts before tracing down your torso until it rested on the button of your pants “but deadly little things.” Searching your eyes for any retaliation, he paused.

When you smiled at him, a slow lazy smile that you knew would drive him crazy, he slowly untangled himself from you to work on pulling off your pants.

Released from your leg confines, Taehyung pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing a broad expanse of toned stomach  before crawling back over you, dipping his head to catch your lips. You eagerly returned the kiss, wrapping your legs around his hips and he dipped his pelvis down, grinding his erection against your sensitive clit through the thin material of his pants and your panties. The wine was making your head spin, although you had only had a glass. You wanted him more with each breath. More than you had ever wanted your husband.

You groaned as he found the right amount of friction and he quickened his pace, roughly rubbing up into you with each thrust. You could feel how incredibly hard he was already and you arched up with each movement, meeting his thrusts but eager for more. Much more.  

“You like that, little darling,” he whispered harshly into your ear, his voice raspy and a little out of breath. “You like that you can feel how hard and ready I am from just tasting your lips?”

You responded with your body, chasing a high that only he could give you and he began to end each thrust with a deep roll of his hips. He had to know how he was affecting you, like some \ sex starved teenager dry humping in the back of your dad’s pickup truck. You had never acted like this before, but the way he ground into your clit with each thrust heightened your arousal. You were sure by now, that you were soaking.

Entangling your fingers in his dark hair you pulled slightly as Taehyung began to plaster your neck and torso in large open mouthed kisses, murmuring dirty words and planned actions as he took in every crevice of your exposed body, a hand finding purchase in your clothed breast once again and massaging it in tempo with his thrusts. When he latched onto your pulse point with his full lips, you pulled a little too hard on his hair earning yourself a harsh bite from Taehyung.

“Ouch!” You exclaimed, breaking the embrace, shock written purely on your features as your hand flew to your neck and returned, fingers stained crimson.

You hadn’t realized you were bleeding.

“Sorry,” Taehyung murmured, pulling you back to him, his lips returning to envelop the wound, his tongue swirling around the puncture marks and your stomach rolled in pleasure forgetting the strange occurrence from moments before. What is wrong with me? “I’ll be more careful.”

Finishing his apology on your neck he leaned back, balancing himself on his elbow over you, bringing your bloodstained fingers up to his lips. His hooded eyes, dark with desire, never leaving yours as he took your fingers into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the blood, sucking it off.  Heat pooled in your core as you watched him, something incredibly carnal and erotic in his gaze, like he couldn’t wait to consume you whole. He finished with a loud pop and you felt something in you snap.

You didn’t know what came over you but before you even fully realized what you were doing you twisted in the bed, reaching for the pretty little sapphire knife on the bedside table. Grasping it by the handle you pulled it from the magnetic strip attaching it to the holder and turned back to face Taehyung.  He hovered over you, watching intently as you grabbed one of his hands and slipped the blade into it. He seemed neither surprised or turned off by your actions as you brought the blade to rest against your throat, he merely raised an eyebrow like he was interested to see how far you would go.

“Why don’t you show me what you can do with these pretty little knives?” You whispered, the blade cool against your throat. “They’re on your bedside table for a reason.”

There was no point in denying it and Taehyung knew it, his gaze darkening, a sly close lipped smile making his features seem almost sinister. When he spoke, it was almost like his voice had dropped an octave, a deep rumbling that sent shivers up your spine.

“Do you trust me, y/n?”

“I wouldn’t give you the knife if I didn’t, Taehyung”

His entire demeanor shifted. He was a commanding presence before, treating you roughly but still like you might break. Holding the knife in his hand seemed to open a new layer of Taehyung that made you realize just how little you knew about him. He twisted the blade in his hand, dragging the tip along your jawline.

“Then why don’t you remove that pretty little bra of yours, darling?” He demanded, his voice low and menacing. “Before I cut it off.” You were ashamed at how turned on it made you as you arched your back up and maneuvered your hands behind you to unclasp the back. Once you had slipped the straps off your shoulder, Taehyung took control clearly impatient with how slowly you were moving to tease him. He grabbed the bra, flicking it off the bed in a period of seconds before leaning down to kiss each of your breasts, paying special attention to each nipple, knife momentarily forgotten.

Your back arched into the mattress but the kiss of the knife against your throat stopped you from moving more. Taehyung stopped his work on your breasts and peered up at you from under long bangs.

“Did I tell you you could move?” He dragged the knife’s tip down the column of your throat, slowly making his way between your breasts and stopping by your naval. “Don’t forget who’s in control here, darling. God forbid,” he circled the knife around your belly button before sitting back on your thighs looking down at you and bringing the knife to his ring finger. “You cut yourself.” He sliced the tip of his finger, not deep, but enough to draw blood.

You let out a small gasp and he smiled lowering himself back down to you, bringing the knife back up your torso, between your breasts, before lifting the bottom of your chin with it, his face inches from yours.

“Suck,” he commanded, holding out his cut finger. You were eager to oblige, bringing his finger past your lips, the wine once again making you bold. Bold enough that you didn’t process that the metallic taste was the same you had encountered earlier that evening. You sucked his finger like your life depending on it, swirling your tongue around the wound, watching his expression take on one of pure euphoria. He was losing control and so were you, but your descent into madness had begun hours ago.  

He tossed the knife onto the bedside table, not caring where it landed and roughly pulled his hand out of your mouth. His actions were frantic now and he used the bleeding hand to hold your torso down as his other made quick work of your panties. Gone was the calm and collected Taehyung who had you completely under his control mere minutes ago. Here was the Taehyung acting only on impulsive desires. Your body reveled in this realization.

Before you could process it, his mouth found purchase on your clit and you couldn’t stop the breathy exclamation of his name as the hand on  your torso moved to grasp a breast. He was still bleeding, albeit slowly, and you could see the trails of smeared blood drying on  your skin wherever he touched you, marking you as his.

You were lost in the moment, his tongue circling and flicking your clit with the occasional suck of his lips. His other hand was parting your folds as he slowly slid one, then two fingers inside you.

“God, you’re soaked,” his voice throaty. “All for me, I get you first.”

You were too caught up in your own pleasure to correct him. You weren’t a virgin, this wasn’t your first time. Although this was the first time anyone had made you feel like this.

You looked down at him, you could feel his teeth scrape your clit lightly and you nearly screamed. “Taehyung, I need you inside me right now.”

You weren’t going to last much longer, and he knew it. He continued his onslaught, moving his fingers in and out of you in an increasingly rapid pace, his teeth scraping against your clit, harsher than before but you weren’t complaining. When you twisted in his grasp he let out a low growl that you felt vibrate along your inner thigh and you screamed out his name as you came.

Taehyung worked you through your climax, placing gentle kisses on your mound as he watched you become a soaking wet mess for him. When you were finished you looked down the length of your body at him, amazed that he made you feel like that with literally just his mouth and fingers.

He pulled his face back to look at yours, his face messy, his hair tousled but his fingers continuing to thrust in and out of you slowly as you came down from any remainder of his high. His appearance seemed different than before but you couldn’t quite place it.  Wait- his-  

You lurched back in surprise, breaking contact with Taehyung, who watched you with dark eyes. His teeth! Taehyung smiled a slow, boxy grin and you focused on his canines. Once average, the incisors had elongated, into twin fangs. Sensing your unease he released you, his mouth quickly closing. He cocked his head at you, an inhuman action.

“What’s wrong?”

“Y-your teeth,” you blurted, sitting up and reaching out to cup his face so he couldn’t turn away. “They looked like. . . . “ You pulled him closer, ignoring his surprised look as you used a finger to lift his upper lip. No fangs. You dropped your hand.

“I think you’ve had too much wine,” he chuckled leaning forward to capture your lips with his own.

Am I losing my mind?

Taehyung’s hands found the buttons of his slacks and he pushed them down, kicking them off and over the edge of his bed. You were momentarily surprised that his pants were the last layer between you and the thing you wanted most but your lust filled mind figured that Taehyung was always hot and ready for the next time he would get something to fuck.

And right now, that very thing was you.

His cock wasn’t obscenely large but it did have a healthy curve to it as it flopped up to hit his stomach. You were practically drooling from where you lay on the bed, eager to get along with the process. Taehyung grinned down at you, taking himself in one hand and pumping slowly.

“Are you ready, little darling?” He murmured, his voice hoarse. “Are you going to let me fuck that tight,  little cunt of yours?”

You nodded, eagerly, and he sat back on his ankles so that he was kneeling in front of you. “Then come here and sit on master’s cock, alright?”

He didn’t have to ask you twice.

You got up and maneuvered yourself so that you were hovering over his hard cock. Taking it in one hand below you, you ran your fingers over the velvety surface, gently bending the tip and watching as his face contorted in pleasure and he took his bottom lip between his teeth to stifle a groan.

“Stop teasing or I’m taking over,” he threatened but it was empty. With one hand wrapped around his cock, you knew he wasn’t the one in control here. Gripping him at his base, you slowly lowered yourself onto him, head lolling back as you felt him fill you, inch by glorious inch. You took your time, making every minute count as he stretched you to the brim. When you bottomed out you both just sat there for a moment, satisfied with the feeling you gave one another.

“God dammit,” Taehyung whispered, encircling you in his arms so that you were flush against his chest. “You’re even better than I ever could have possibly imagined.”

He slowly began to roll his hips up into you and you lifted yourself off him in a steady rhythm until you had both established a rapid pace. He was breathing heavy into your ear as he picked up speed, letting out a series of earthy grunts as he fucked up into you, slamming into you with reckless abandon.

You could feel that he was still holding back and you balanced your hands on his chest as you rolled into tempo with him. From  this position you were slightly above him and you met his eyes as he looked up at you from beneath dark bangs, his pupils nearly completely dilated and his beautiful lips parted, panting with exertion.

You could die happy right now, filled to the brim with this exquisite man.

When you began to slow down, grinding your hips into his with each thrust to ensure he could strike you deeper and longer he groaned out a breathy “F-Fuuck” and moved his hands down to grip you by the hips.

Before you could react he shoved you back onto the bed, never pulling out, and began to slam into you, scooting you further up the bed with each thrust until your head connected with the pillows at the headboard.

“Heaven-” he grunted, enunciating the word with a harsh thrust and you wrapped your legs around his hips, bracing your arms behind you to keep your head from slamming into the mahogany headboard.

“Be-” He thrusted again, his eyes piercing down at you, his face flushed with exertion.

“Damned! You have no idea how amazing you feel.”

You tried to raise your hips to meet him but his pace was too brutal. Fucking Taehyung was unlike any other sex you had had before. He was insatiable. The feeling of his cock buried deep inside your pussy drove you to pleasures you hadn’t known existed. The tiny sounds he made as he thrusted into you drew responses from you as your back arched up into him.

You could feel him everywhere. Again, maybe it was the wine. Maybe it was the desire you had forced down deep inside you for years. But with Taehyung you weren’t just chasing sexual release, although that was part of it. You were chasing a release from a life you had grown to hate. You were giving into your feelings and what you wanted and it felt so damn good.

Taehyung lowered himself closer to you, wrapping his arms up around your back to find purchase in your hair and he tugged a little bit as if he was trying to find a solid grip while he slammed his cock into your pussy sloppily. His pace slowed and he began to roll his hips into  you and grind down, emitting a series of low rumbles that had you preening.

Your eyes squeezed shut and you ran your nails down his back trying to find purchase. You did finally, on two feathery appendages that had sprouted from his back.You ran your fingers over what felt to be feathered muscle and Taehyung lowered his mouth to your ear. “That’s right darling, let your master fuck you.”

Wait, feathers?

You released the appendages and your eyes flew open to find Taehyung’s piercing into yours but when you tilted your head to look- nothing was there.

I really am losing it.

Taehyung didn’t seem to notice and he dipped his head down to capture your lips in large open mouthed kisses, his tongue teasing yours as he tightened his grip on his hair, his thrusts becoming sloppy.

It was like you were trying to consume one another, you couldn’t get any closer  but goddammit if you weren’t going to try. Taehyung was finally losing control. You could see it in his eyes, feel it in his body as he murmured dirty things on your lips, in your ears.

He had resumed pounding into you, using your body to chase his release and  you welcomed it, tightening your walls to urge him deeper, to throw him over the edge. It was working and his words turned into animalistic grunts as he slammed into you again and again.

When he finally began to sputter out of control he bottomed out once again, pushing himself as far as he could go before spilling himself into you with a loud “Fuck”. His body responded in such, continuing to gently roll into you as he came, lowering his sticky forehead to your own.

After he was finished he rolled off the top of you, slowly pulling out with a sickening pop and you felt the loss of him deep in your core. He rested his head on his hands, peering up at where you lay propped on the pillows he had fucked you into from beneath those dark eyelashes before taking a hand and gripping your chin gently to make you look at him. He lifted himself up and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips, a slow smile making it’s way over his features.

“Just wait till they get a load of you, darling.”

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[guess-whos-now-a-mood]

Almost done~ Taehyung, my blue baby, you are greed :3 Think about it, he wants attention, he wants love, he wants it all, and what better way to describe that than Greed. So, our lovely Taehyungie just wants it all, and who are we to deny him?

#taehyung #taehyung aesthetic #taehyung bts #bts moodboard #bts #hes so pretty #hes perfect #taetae #bts hybrid au #taehyung headers #bts seven deadly sins #bts sin series #bts series #bts moodboard series #taehyung sin #taehyung layouts #sin of greed #taehyung sin of greed

[danghyuk]

I'm seriously considering writing a 7 deadly sins fic/one shot series with Monsta X. I know people have done that before, but how can I not?? I mean their MVs aaaa

Any thoughts?

Also I really wanna write a royal au oneshot with Bts, tho I dont know which member to use aaa

#adrienspeaks #Like i have so many ideas now aa #Bts x male reader #monsta x male reader #male reader #x male reader #kpop #Royal au #Seven deadly sins au

[kpopwrites]

My Masterlist!

BTS:

Drowning in a Dream: (Cancelled)

1 2 3 4 5 5.5 6  7 8 9 10 11

Character Information:

Namjoon Seokjin Yoongi Hoseok  Jimin Taehyung Jungkook 

Synopsis: Seven Deadly Sins AU in which you end up tangled in a dangerous web of demons, angels, warlocks, faeries, and many other things. You’re fated to unite the upper and lower realm, but first, you have to survive those trying to stop that from happening. Thankfully, you have seven demons, 5 angels, three loving brothers, and quite a few friends willing to protect you with their lives. 

OBEY ME:

Obey Me Boys hitting it from the back

Obey me Dateables hitting it from the back

Obey me smut drabble #1

Obey me bro’s Blowjob reactions

#bts #bts au #masterlist #kpop #Seven Deadly sins au #Obey Me

[veeparkersstuff]

"Just another drink.

Just another taste.

One more bite to pass my lips.

Never satisfied;

Always wanting more" -am

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