Taehyung stumbled through the front door, his shirt half untucked, tie loose. He could feel Y/n’s presence in the room. The lights were off, but he knew she’d be in bed. 

Her breathing was steady and deep. There was no bolt on the door. He's known her long enough to know that she went to bed without undies, and he locked the door behind him. He had the room to himself. 

He unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor with a thud he hoped wouldn't wake her. He knew she'd had a long day. His wife was probably exhausted, but his last thing at the back of his mind was bothering her. 

He prowled across the room, stripping off his shirt, his eyes adjusting to the dark until they finally fell on her. 

She was gorgeous. Sprawled out, her chestnut skin glowing soft. Taehyung climbed onto the bed, crawling on top of her. 

She stirred as his weight pressed her into the mattress. 

 "You awake?" 

"No!" she murmured, already falling back into sleep. 

He was tempted to start already, but he wanted to mess with her. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Liar." 

He draped his arms over her and nuzzled her hair. 

She awoke enough to sit up, pushing him off her. 

"That's not a fucking lie. Why are you awake, anyway?" 

"I work nights." 

"Fuck off. You're not night shift." 

Taehyung laughed and pulled her back down. 

"I'm fucking exhausted." 

"Fantastic. I’m tired as fuck too. Let's go to bed." 

She went to roll over, snuggling into the pillows, but Taehyung had other plans. He pressed against her, his cock already hard. He kissed the back of her neck, biting just hard enough to make her squirm. 

"Tae..." 

"Shh..." he whispered, and she moaned softly. The sound of her voice going soft made him want to sink deep inside her more. He kissed her nape, teeth scraping ever so slightly as she arched into his touch. His hand began to roam down her back, until he cupped her ass. 

"Taehyung." Though her voice was low, he could hear the undertone of surrender. She let her dark thighs fall open. 

He knew where his place was. He slid his cock, slick with precum, against her pussy. He let out a low grunt. Y/n was drenched, and hot. But fuck, he wanted to make this last. He rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him, her back against his chest, his cock nudging against her seam. 

"I can't with you." 

"But you wanna." 

She didn't contradict him, which was all the confirmation he needed. 

Taehyung's hands roamed her body, tracing the curve of her waist, the flare of her hips. He gripped her tightly, pulling her onto his cock, inch by inch. She gasped, her body tensing as she adjusted to his size. He grunted, his hips bucking up, eager to sink deeper. 

Her nipples were hard peaks, begging for his touch. He palmed her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples, teasing them into tighter buds. She moaned, her head falling back onto his shoulder. He could feel her pulse, rapid and throbbing, against his lips. He trailed kisses up her neck, his tongue licking at her pulse point, before finally taking her nipple into his mouth. 

She cried out, her back arching, pressing her breast deeper into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking her nipple, teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. She was a symphony of moans and whimpers, her body writhing against him. He could feel her pussy clenching, trying to pull him deeper. He bit down gently, his hand moving to her other breast, pinching and rolling her nipple. 

"Fuck, Taehyung," she panted, her hips moving, trying to fuck him. He laughed darkly, his hand moving to her thigh, pushing her leg up, opening her wider. He thrust up, his cock slamming into her, making her scream. 

He released her nipple with a pop, his mouth moving to her other breast, giving it the same attention. His hands gripped her hips, controlling her movements, setting the pace. He could feel her pussy gripping him, her walls clenching and releasing, trying to milk him. He hissed, his teeth clenching, his body tensing as he fought for control. 

He released her nipple, his mouth moving to her ear. "You feel so fucking good, Y/n. So wet. So tight." He thrust up, his cock hitting that spot deep inside her that made her see stars. She screamed, her body convulsing as an orgasm ripped through her. He grunted, his hips moving faster, chasing his own release. He could feel his balls tightening, his body coiling, ready to snap. He thrust up one last time, his cock pulsing as he came, filling her with his cum. He collapsed back onto the bed, his body slick with sweat, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Y/n slumped against him, her body limp, her breath evening out as she fell back into sleep. Taehyung wrapped his arms around her, a satisfied smile on his face as he followed her into dreams, his cock still buried deep inside her. 

Taehyung's hands were rough, calloused from work, and Y/n could feel every ridge and line as he gripped her, as he pulled her down onto his cock. She felt stretched, filled, every nerve ending in her pussy screaming with pleasure. He was so hard, so thick, his cock pulsing with heat. She could feel his heartbeat, thudding against her back, echoing in her chest. 

His mouth was hot, his tongue wet, as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his cheeks hollowing, his teeth scraping against her sensitive flesh. She could feel it, every pull, every suck, resonating in her pussy, making her clench around him. She moaned, her head lolling to the side, her body on fire. His other hand was pinching, rolling, tugging at her other nipple, the dual sensations making her crazy. She was a mess of moans and whimpers, her body writhing, her hips moving, trying to fuck him, trying to get more. 

Taehyung's hand on her thigh was firm, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He pushed her leg up, opening her wider, exposing her completely. She felt vulnerable, open, but the look in his eyes, dark and hungry, made her feel powerful. He thrust up, his cock slamming into her, his hips grinding against her ass. She screamed, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching around him. She could feel him, every vein, every ridge, as he pulled out and slammed back into her. He was relentless, his hips moving fast, his cock pounding into her. She could hear it, the wet sound of their fucking, the slap of their bodies coming together. It was raw, primal, and so fucking hot. 

She reached up, her hand wrapping around his neck, pulling him down to her. She wanted to taste him, to feel his tongue in her mouth. He came willingly, his lips crashing down on hers, his tongue fucking her mouth as his cock fucked her pussy. She could taste him, salty and male, his stubble rough against her skin. She moaned into his mouth, her body moving in sync with his, their bodies slapping together, their breaths mingling. 

She could feel his cock swelling, his body tensing, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He was close, she knew it, and she wanted it. She wanted to feel him come, to feel his cock pulsing inside her, to feel his cum filling her. She reached down, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles. She cried out, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching around him as she came. He grunted, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her, chasing his own release. He came with a roar, his cock pulsing, his cum filling her, his body collapsing onto hers. She could feel his heart, pounding against her back, his breath, hot and ragged, against her neck. 

They stayed like that, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths evening out, their hearts slowing down. Taehyung's cock was still hard inside her, his body still on top of hers. She could feel him, every inch, every pulse, every breath. She was exhausted, her body spent, but she didn't want him to move. She wanted to stay like this, connected, entwined, their bodies one. She fell asleep like that, his cock still inside her, his body still on top of hers, his breath still against her neck. She dreamt of him, of his touch, of his taste, of his love. 

She stirred slightly, her body still humming with the aftermath of her orgasm. Taehyung pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder, his body still covering hers, his cock still buried deep inside her. He reveled in the feeling, the warmth of her pussy enveloping him, the slight pulses that echoed through his shaft. He grunted softly, shifting his hips to grind against her ass, his cock throbbing with renewed interest. "Fuck, Y/n," he murmured, his voice a low rumble. "You feel incredible. So tight, so wet." 

She moaned softly, her body responding to his words, to the feeling of him inside her. "Taehyung," she whispered, her voice breathy. "You feel so good. So big." 

He chuckled, his hips moving in a slow, lazy circle. "You like that, baby? You like feeling me stretch you, fill you up?" 

She nodded, her breath hitching as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Yes," she hissed. "I love it. I love feeling you inside me. You're so hard, so hot." 

He grunted, his body tensing as he fought the urge to fuck her again, to pound into her until they both screamed. But he wanted to savor this, to savor the feeling of her pussy wrapped around him, milking him, pulling him deeper. He shifted his weight, his cock sliding out slightly before thrusting back in, slow and deep. He groaned, his eyes rolling back at the sensation. "Fuck, you're perfect," he growled. "So fucking perfect." 

She moaned, her body moving in sync with his, her hips lifting to meet his thrusts. He could feel her pussy clenching, her body trying to pull him deeper, trying to milk him for more cum. He grunted, his teeth clenching, his body tensing as he fought for control. He wanted to come, wanted to fill her up again, but he also wanted to savor this, to savor the feeling of her, the sight of her, the sound of her. 

He leaned down, his mouth finding hers in a slow, deep kiss. She moaned into his mouth, her body writhing beneath him, her pussy clenching around him. He could feel his control slipping, his hips moving faster, his cock thrusting deeper. He groaned, his body tensing as he came, his cock pulsing, his cum filling her. He collapsed onto her, his body slick with sweat, his breath coming in ragged gasps. 

She reached up, her hand wrapping around his neck, pulling him down to her. "Stay," she whispered, her voice soft, her eyes pleading. "Stay inside me. Just a little longer." 

He smiled, his body relaxing as he nestled against her. "As you wish, beautiful," he murmured, his eyes fluttering closed as he drifted off to sleep, his cock still hard inside her, his body still entwined with hers. After a while, he reluctantly pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined fluids. He grabbed a warm, damp cloth from the nightstand, his hands gentle as he cleaned her, wiping away the evidence of their fucking. She watched him, her eyes heavy-lidded, her body satiated. "You're so good to me," she whispered, her voice soft, her eyes filled with emotion. 

He smiled, his hands slow and careful as he cleaned her. "And I always will be," he replied, his voice a low rumble. "You're mine, Y/n. Every inch of you. And I'll take care of you, always." He tossed the cloth aside, his body covering hers once more, his cock already hardening, ready for more.