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Life is easy when you’ve got great friends, a great family, and a great job.
Life is easier when you’ve got a gorgeous husband who loves nothing more than indulging in your fantasies, no matter how extreme or absurd they may be.
So yeah, Kim Taehyung lives an easy life, and tonight is one of those nights where he appreciates just how lucky he is. How special he feels when he’s got the world’s hottest man spread on all fours, begging to be fucked.
Taehyung loves Jungkook’s submissive side, how pliant he becomes in his hands, the pretty sounds he makes when he fully lets himself go. His submissiveness isn’t just a kink they indulge in, it’s a display of trust- Jungkook trusts him enough to keep him safe, both mind and body as he slips away, granting Taehyung permission to use him in any way he deems pleasurable for the two of them- and Taehyung cherishes this trust. He knows exactly where Jungkook’s limits lie, and he trusts Jungkook will speak if he’s ever uncomfortable or scared.
Their mutual trust allows them both a safe opportunity to indulge in each of their fantasies, and Taehyung couldn’t be happier.
Especially tonight.
He moves behind his husband on the bed, his chest bumping up against Jungkook's back as he grabs the man's waist, holding him close while his other hand snakes its way up Jungkook’s torso. The two men slowly rock against each other, with Taehyung's hard dick nuzzled right up against Jungkook's ass.
Jungkook lets Taehyung pepper soft kisses against his neck, relishing in the way his husband calms him, letting his body relax while his mind floats away.
They both love indulging in this fantasy- Jungkook submitting himself completely and Taehyung using him any way he wants. His breath hitches when Taehyung presses his cock harder against him, fingers rubbing teasing circles around his nipples, and he knows he’s in for a rough night- especially considering his unique request.
The request spawned from a teeny tiny thought that initially started as a small seed planted in his brain, but it grew, and grew, and grew until Jungkook had to do something about it.
He had to tell his husband.
Had to tell him how he hasn’t stopped thinking about his cock- specifically, his cum.
He’d been thinking about it all day, how good it feels when he comes inside him, how good it would feel if he wouldn’t stop- if he kept filling him up, so full that his stomach would protrude a little. He wonders what Taehyung would think about his body round with cum. Maybe Taehyung would press on it, his pretty fingers tracing his abs with a soft smile, letting him know how proud he is that he took his entire load.
And suddenly, he wondered what it felt like to be bred.
Taehyung was speechless when he mentioned it, but he didn’t miss Jungkook’s growing curiosity. He was more than happy to explore this particular kink of his, and excited to venture into something they’ve never done before.
So with a soft kiss to his neck, Taehyung continues grinding against Jungkook, hands roaming his body in gentle appreciation. He squeezes his pecs, groaning at how perfect his chest is, and he rubs his hands down his abs, worshiping his beautiful body.
Jungkook’s breathing picks up with each soft whisper and gentle caress. He loves his husband so much and knows he'll take good care of him; he also knows how lucky he is to have such an incredible man in his life. So the only thing he wants right now is to feel it, and feel it in the most physical way possible- wants to feel his husband stretch him wide, fuck him nice and deep, and most importantly, fill him up.
Jungkook sighs, already sinking into subspace, his mind empty besides thoughts of being fucked- of being bred.
He whimpers at the thought of being fucked full of his husband's cum, how good it’ll feel inside him. How hot he'll look with it dripping down his thighs. His hips pick up speed, his begging getting more desperate even though no words have been said- Taehyung clearly reads his husband's body like it's his own.
Taehyung squeezes Jungkook's chest once more before snaking his large palm around Jungkook's throat, his hand resting at the base of his neck. His cock throbs at the thought of fucking this beautiful man, but he wants to see him beg a bit more, so he does what he does best- he teases him until he knows Jungkook's mind has floated off to that space they both enjoy so much.
Taehyung presses his cock harder against Jungkook's ass, his hand caressing his throat as he nibbles against the younger's ear.
"So pretty, Jungkook-ah... my pretty baby, hmm?"
Jungkook rolls his head back to lay against Taehyung’s shoulder, his eyes closed and chest heaving, dick steadily leaking pre-cum from anticipation.
Taehyung reaches down and lightly grabs Jungkook's cock, collecting a few beads of pre-cum before bringing his hand back up to his chest.
"Already so wet and I've barely touched you,” he teases, swiping his fingers against Jungkook’s chest.
"Tae, nngh... please," Jungkook whispers, eyes still closed as he continues rocking back against Taehyung’s cock.
Taehyung hums, gently stroking Jungkook’s throat. He starts with a light touch to let him know he's there, peppering kisses along his jaw. When he feels Jungkook exhale, he slowly applies pressure.
Jungkook moans silently, his breath getting cut off with the way his airway constricts. Taehyung watches him closely- watches his eyes roll back, his mouth part open in a silent gasp, cock leaking against his thigh. He’s gorgeous like this, all blissed out.
When he removes his hand, Jungkook whines at the loss, panting as he catches his breath.
"Such a needy boy, soaking wet and moaning like a bitch in heat," Taehyung whispers, kissing Jungkook's ear. "Bet you wish I could fuck you full of cum, hmm? Buy you a pretty plug so you could keep it in you for days?"
Jungkook moans loudly at the thought as he continues rocking back against the man, his cock leaking and throbbing red.
"Fucking filthy," Taehyung groans, hips stuttering at the thought of filling his husband, a sight only he's privy to.
"Tae," Jungkook whines, "I need it-"
"Need what, baby?"
Taehyung's breath hitches when Jungkook presses his ass back harder against his dick, the message clear and obvious.
Taehyung gently pats Jungkook's cheek, pulling his chin toward him. Their mouths are so close, only a breath's distance away.
"Color?" He whispers.
Jungkook's eyes flutter open, his hand coming up to intertwine with Taehyung's.
“Green.”
Taehyung nods before closing the gap, a moan escaping his mouth when he finally tastes the man he's desperately been craving. Their tongues tangle as Jungkook grips Taehyung's nape, fingers playing with his hair as he pulls him in closer.
Taehyung's hand returns to Jungkook's waist and grips him hard, pulling him closer to him so that his cock fits perfectly between his husband's beautifully toned ass.
He looks at Jungkook's body, pleased to see the man's dick soaked with pre-cum, head wet and throbbing, dribbling on his thigh. He takes his cock in his hand and begins pumping him slowly.
"Here's what I'll do," Taehyung kisses Jungkook's neck, hand steadily working him. He reaches for the lube, squirting a generous amount on his dick as he slicks himself up.
"Gonna breed you like the bitch you are, but not until you fuck yourself on my cock," he nips Jungkook's ear. "You gotta do the work today baby, okay? Be a good boy and earn my cum."
Jungkook fucking moans at the filth, at being reduced to a dog in heat. He can't wait to show his husband how good he can be, how he deserves his cock.
"Words, love."
"Y-yes... I'll be good," Jungkook exhales.
"Good," Taehyung stills his hips. "Now fuck yourself back on me, baby."
He wraps himself around Jungkook's torso and pushes him down onto the mattress, the younger falling to his hands and knees as Taehyung sinks onto his back.
Jungkook groans at being manhandled, the dominance so fucking hot from his husband. He can feel Taehyung's heart pounding in his chest, the other man just as excited and desperate- he's glad he's not the only one losing his mind.
Knowing Taehyung wants him just as badly is the last push he needs to fully let go and submit himself, so he'll be good and give him exactly what he wants.
Jungkook digs his hands into the mattress, spreading his legs wider so he can rock back against his husband behind him. His head hangs low between his shoulders, and he submits himself further, leaning more and more into his submissive side. Taehyung leans back up, hands finding their place at Jungkook's sides, his fingers rubbing circles into his waist.
Jungkook begins grinding his hips slowly, a little shy given their current position- his husband motionless behind him while his own hole is on full display- but his shyness disappears with each roll of his hips, his impatience winning as he leaks against the sheets, his cock aching for release. He feels Taehyung's dick rub up and down his hole, pre-cum and lube aiding the smooth glide as he rocks back and forth.
His breath hitches when he feels the head catch against his rim, but it's only enough to tease him before pulling out.
Jungkook bites his lip, pressing back again, but the head still doesn’t breach his hole.
"T-Tae..." he groans, frustrated at the teasing.
"Yeah, baby?"
Taehyung shifts his hips, offering his husband a little help.
Jungkook gasps when Taehyung's cock catches again, "Fuck."
This time, the head pushes in just enough that Jungkook can finally start sinking back inch by inch.
He takes his time, reveling in the sensation of his husband filling him up- his ass only takes the first few inches of Taehyung’s cock, but the girth stretches him wider, rubbing against his walls in the best way possible. He welcomes the pain that accompanies the stretch, knowing he’ll feel better once he adjusts.
He slowly works his way back, pulling up a little before sliding back again, moaning with each added inch- Taehyung is completely still as Jungkook takes every bit of his cock.
When he reaches the base and bottoms out, he sighs at finally being full, proud of himself for taking everything without his husband's help. He takes a couple of seconds to adjust, exhaling long deep breaths to ground himself, trying so hard not to come quickly; he can hear himself whining, and he wouldn't be surprised if a few tears have already slipped onto the mattress below him, but he can't help how worked up he is- his husband knows just how to push him to the edge.
Taehyung rubs soothing circles against his lower back, shushing his whimpers as he sits still. He wasn't joking when he said Jungkook had to earn his cum.
Jungkook finally begins rocking back and forth on his husband's cock, his legs trembling at the tight fit.
"There you go baby," Taehyung whispers, "Taking me so well."
He leans down and kisses Jungkook's spine.
Jungkook moans at the praise, his eyes rolling back as he sinks deeper into subspace.
Jungkook presses his elbows harder into the mattress, arching his back further so his husband’s cock can hit even deeper. Before he knows it, he's fucking himself back against Taehyung with no restraint- his balls slap against his thighs with how hard he's fucking himself against his husband.
He hears Taehyung's breathing grow shaky, his hands tightening their grip around Jungkook's waist.
"Fucking yourself so good for me," Taehyung exhales, throwing his head back as his husband continues using his cock like his own personal dildo.
Jungkook nods, tears collecting in his eyes. He feels so close, he needs to come, needs to be bred.
Jungkook's breathing picks up as he continues to fuck himself back against the man inside him, moving his hips so it reaches that one spot he knows will send him over the edge.
"Oh, god, Tae!"
"There you go baby, right there... keep going Jungkook-ah, just like that," Taehyung praises.
Jungkook whimpers when he feels his climax approaching, tears burning behind his eyelids at having to work so hard. He needs his husband to fuck him- needs his husband to breed him.
"Need you, Tae-"
"What do you need baby? Say it." Jungkook feels his husband's legs tremble, his own semi-collected front falling quickly.
"F-fuck me, please,” Jungkook gasps, sweat collecting against his forehead with how hard he's fucking himself back against his husband's cock. “Breed me. Please, hyung.”
Taehyung groans at the name, his hands gripping Jungkook tighter.
“Hyung, please , I need it… need your cum, please,” Jungkook babbles incoherently, his own movements growing shaky with each plead. He sniffles, finally releasing the tears he's fought to hold back.
Taehyung begins moving his hips, and Jungkook cries at the added pleasure.
"Worked so hard baby, you were so good for me,” Taehyung pants, his hands gripping the younger’s slim waist tighter, “Let hyung take care of you now.”
He throws his head back when Jungkook clenches tighter around him, both men moaning as they approach their orgasms.
“Gonna fuck you full of my cum, just like you asked," Taehyung groans, wrapping one hand around Jungkook's leaking dick, "Like you fucking begged."
Jungkook moans louder when Taehyung thrusts into him faster, his hand pumping him in time with each roll of his hips. His dick leaks onto the bed, nipples rubbing against the bedding as his body moves up the bed with each thrust. His body burns with the way Taehyung fucks him, how good he feels, so he spreads his legs wider, desperate to hear more praise from his husband, telling him how good he is.
He feels so much, everywhere, it's almost too much.
Taehyung leans down, his chest pressing against Jungkook's back. The action forces him to spread his knees wider, taking Taehyung's cock even deeper. The slick sound of lube is the only noise that breaks his sobs and moans- that, and his husband’s breath as he leans in closer.
"Don't know why you're crying baby. Want me to stop?"
Jungkook shakes his head desperately, a pitiful sob escaping his lips at the thought of not cumming, of not being filled. He clenches down tighter around Taehyung.
"So fucking tight," Taehyung moans loudly. "Feel so fucking good around me, Guk."
He wraps an arm around Jungkook's torso and pulls them both back up, pressing him harder against his chest. He wraps around Jungkook's body, one hand hugging his chest, the other finding Jungkook's leaking cock. He wipes Jungkook's tears, lips hovering right next to his ear.
Taehyung's voice is low when he speaks, laced with an edge that leaves Jungkook no other option but obedience.
"Such a greedy boy, with an even greedier hole. You're so fucking tight Jungkook-ah... all for hyung's cum?"
Taehyung pushes him further, knowing this is exactly what Jungkook wanted. He wants to be fucked, stuffed, and filled.
"Please, Tae, please-" Jungkook whines pathetically.
"Only good boys get to be bred. What do you think, Guk?"
"No, no, no," Jungkook whimpers even louder, crying when Taehyung rolls his hips harder, "Please, hyung, please, breed me. I need you, please-"
Taehyung shushes his cries, moaning as Jungkook clenches around him tighter, refusing to let him even think about pulling out.
"Fuck," Taehyung hisses, jerking Jungkook off in time with each roll of his hips. He pants against his lips, his own sweaty body trembling with exertion.
"Think I should let greedy boys get bred? Should I breed you, baby?"
With Jungkook's used body almost seated on his lap, he's able to hit deeper, and he knows they're both only lasting a few more seconds.
Jungkook's mind goes blank when Taehyung's cock presses against his prostate- the repetitive thrusting makes his toes curl, a desperate mewl escaping his lips as more tears roll down his face.
Taehyung pumps him faster, whispering right against his ear, "I'm about to cum baby, gonna fill you up... get you nice and full, okay?"
"Fuck," Jungkook cries, his mind lost at the thought of being bloated with his husband's cum.
Jungkook’s legs tremble as he feels the familiar sensation pool at the base of his stomach. He’s so close, and his husband knows it.
Taehyung releases Jungkook’s dick, taking one hand and pressing it against his toned stomach, the other returning to its spot at the base of Jungkook's neck.
With each thrust, Taehyung presses against his belly, "Can you feel me, baby?"
Jungkook sobs as Taehyung fucks in harder, deeper.
His own voice trembles when he rasps against Jungkook's ear, cock throbbing as his orgasm approaches, "Gonna fuck you so full you can feel it in your stomach."
He brings his hand lower, pressing hard.
"Right here."
Taehyung cuts his airway off at the same time he presses against Jungkook's lower abdomen- and Jungkook breaks.
Before he knows it, he's coming untouched, releasing everything onto the bed beneath them. His eyes roll back as he chokes on a gasp, his husband's palm carefully wrapped around his throat while he cums all over the place.
“Tae-” Jungkook cries as he clenches hard on his husband inside him, pushing Taehyung over his own edge.
"Oh, fuck!" Taehyung moans, thrusting deep into Jungkook as he spills inside the young man.
Jungkook cries at the overstimulation- his cock spurting onto the bed and his ass clenching against the cock pulsing inside him. His world blacks out for a second as he rides the waves of his orgasm, his entire body trembling with each pump of cum inside him.
Jungkook's body goes numb, but before he can slump onto the bed, Taehyung wraps a hand around his waist, pulling his body closer as he grinds his cock further into him.
“Fuck baby, look at you, milking my cock," Taehyung breathes shakily against his ear. Jungkook slacks against Taehyung's body, whining as his husband keeps fucking into him.
"Pumping you so full right now, look at it leaking out," he runs his finger down Jungkook's thigh, collecting some of the cum before bringing it to Jungkook's mouth.
"Gotta breed all your holes. Isn't that right?"
Jungkook sucks the fingers, his mind not even aware of what's going on around him. All he feels is the steady throb of liquid being pushed inside him, and his husband's large palm pressing against his stomach.
"So fucking good for me, Jungkook-ah..." Taehyung slowly brings his hips to a stop and places a kiss against Jungkook's shoulder. They both collapse on the bed in a messy heap of sweat and cum, bodies trembling with the intensity of their orgasms.
Taehyung attempts to slide out of his husband, but Jungkook stops him with a quiet whine.
Taehyung shushes him, placing soft kisses on his back.
"Gotta pull out now, but I promise I'll buy you a plug for next time. Won't let a drop go to waste. Alright?"
Jungkook sniffles with the loss, but Taehyung is quick to grab him. He pulls him closer, letting Jungkook rest his head on his chest. Jungkook's face is covered in tears and sweat, but he couldn't care less- all he needs is his husband's warm body as he comes down from subspace.
His body still trembles with adrenaline, but Taehyung rubs soothing circles against his back, holding him close and shushing his whines.
"Did so good for me, Jungkook-ah... so proud of you," Taehyung whispers against his ear as he hugs him tighter. "Earned every drop, baby."
Jungkook sighs, closing his eyes as he empties his mind. He's so far away, but he knows he's safe in his husband's arms.
As one minute turns into twenty, Jungkook finally clears his throat, leaning up a bit so he can look at Taehyung.
"Holy fuck," he sighs.
"That was really something, wasn't it?" Taehyung grins, running a hand through Jungkook's sweaty hair. He sits up, grabbing the man and pulling him closer, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "How do you feel?"
"Like I'm a walking cum incubator."
Taehyung laughs, pulling him closer to his chest, "That's disgusting, but I meant mentally, baby."
Jungkook sighs, nuzzling into Taehyung's neck.
"I'm here," he mumbles, too drained to put in any other effort, "I still feel a little floaty, but I'm good. That was..."
"Intense?"
"Amazing,” Jungkook smiles, exhausted. “Thank you for doing this with me. I love you so much, Tae," Jungkook sighs, kissing his husband's neck.
"Love you too, Guk. I'll clean you up, so just get some rest, okay?”
Jungkook nods, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms tighter around Taehyung's neck. He feels one last kiss on his cheek before he drifts off to sleep.