taeyongsalma

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sticky (m)

pairing: lee taeyong + reader genre: smut word count: 1,7k warnings: sub!taeyong, baby dom!reader, dry humping, handjobs, slapping. a/n: this… is a mess. im really sorry if you are really into the whole dom/sub thing and is about to read this fic because its a mess lmao!! anyway its inspired by taeyongs verse on baby dont like it of course (happy bday t)

summary: but after the third you realized that all you had to do was a play a role, act like you knew what you were doing. and besides, taeyong was probably not expecting you to become a full time dominatrix at the first try, he would be happy with anything you gave him.

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taeyong’s laugh (compilation)

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loose ends - taeyong

pairing - lee taeyong x female!reader genre - angst, fluff, smut ; rich kid!au, bad boy!au, fake dating!au rated - mature (this fic deals with some dark themes, please keep in mind that this isn’t for the faint of heart!) warning - explicit language, explicit sexual content, heavy alcohol & drug abuse, mature themes words - 22.129 (i’m sorry these just keep on getting longer)

summary - Your world is rooftop brunches and riverside dinners, men in black suits and women in Versace dresses, sipping mimosas as you discuss the state of the market or the state of someone’s vineyard or the state of someone’s marriage. There aren’t many things that surprise you anymore, but it seems like Lee Taeyong might be one of them.

Or; in which you hire the resident bad boy to piss off your rich, snobbish parents, and get a little more than you bargained for.

note - i wrote the smut part of this at my university library so I’m officially going to hell. also: taeyong is just a soft boy with resting bitch face. fight me.

also! if the read more doesn’t work, it isn’t my fault! it only shows up on mobile when a post is reblogged.

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we love you too ♡

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Romantic Gestures - Taeyong

Taeil  -  Johnny  -  Taeyong  -  Yuta  -  Doyoung  -  Ten  -  WinWin  -  Jaehyun  -  Jungwoo  -  Mark  -  Haechan

Massaging the nape of your neck gently to comfort you

Petting you softly when he’s a proud mom

Cleaning up after you because he knows you’re busy and it’s a burden to you~

Tracing his finger along random parts of your anatomy when he’s bored, just to try to memorize each part of you-

Being clingy because he loves you so much; Coaxing you to sit on his lap because he craves the close contact Kissing you sporadically because he doesn’t know how else to convey his surge of adoration ; ;

Nagging and whining for you to take care of yourself

Giving you things of his because he knows you love them, ie; hats, bracelets, etc…

Taking tasks from you and telling you to rest…

Always making sure you eat lots and well

Approval-seeking behavior

Letting you join him in tasks, such as brainstorming lyrics or going with him to the mart to by orange juice

Always making sure you’re comfortable, both physically and psychologically 

Texting you cute messages and emojis randomly to make you smile

Being obedient because he knows it will make your life easier

Referencing you in hidden lyrics and stories~

Studying on his own more about your culture and languages you know

Taking secret photos of you, while sleeping, while laughing, any time

Smiling and cradling his face when you gush to him, studying your animated features

Resting his hand upon your leg naturally 24/7 [different connotations depending on the mood; comforting, horny, clingy, understanding, exclamation, etc…]

Playing with your tiny fingers idly

Surprising you with little, mostly impractical, gifts because he thought it was cute and reminded him of you ^^

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Baths With Taeyong

Taeil  -  Johnny  -  Taeyong  -  Yuta  -  Ten  -  Jaehyun  -  WinWin  -  Jungwoo  -  Lucas  -  Mark

‘Showering/Bathing with Taeyong scenario? Please and Thank-you! xoxo’

A/N: I thought about making this a real scenario, but- - Admin Finn [is lazy]

Cute™

It’d be utterly adorable

Even tho the both of you would be naked, awkwardly fiddling with your positions in the tub, it wouldn’t be sexual at all

It’d probably make you giggle, hearing his whiny tone as he plays in the water, dick in plain sight

He likes it when people take care of him- therefore, you’re going to be doing most of the work

He’d whine for you to wash his hair for him, enjoying the free scalp massage

He’d whine for a lot of things [He’d do that thing where he drawls out his voice, his brows furrowing slightly as he tries to hide his grin]

He’d raise his voice in irritation when soap got in his eye and would sulk in the tub, splashing the warm water upon his face “Ah! It stings!” “Stop! You’re getting water everywhere-”

He’d do a lot of cute shit, brushing his nose against your own as his affectionate gaze meets your own and he thanks you for preparing a bath

It’d be a social event most of the time, the two of you sharing stories about your days and so on

If he could, he’d spend hours in the tub with you, soaking in not only the water, but also one another’s presence 

He’d pull the ‘I’m tired’ card a lot and try to take a nap while leaning against you, your back pressed to the smooth ceramic of the tub, your chest flush with his back as he rests his head upon your shoulder “…You’re heavy-” “You’re comfy” “I mean it-” “Just stay like this for a little while… Then we can switch~” “This is something out of a shoujo manga-”

Usually the baths would just be ordinary baths, but on special occasions he’d add to the mood, adding bubbles and a few candles

Sex in the tub isn’t common, but it does happen on occasion; his cheeky remarks and playful gaze turning to low murmurs and the eyes™ his scrubs turning into gropes, etc…

After playing around for a while, whether innocent or not- he’s always the first to get out

He gets out first and wraps a towel around his slender waist sloppily before unfolding your towel, holding it open for you

It’s cliche, but he enjoys it and proudly thinks of himself as a gentleman as he drapes the towel around your shoulders, drying your arms gently “…Your towel fell-” “Ah, whoops” *Giggles* “Don’t look; who knew you were such a pervert-” “Says you”

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When he said I practice late at night he really meant it...

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Taeyong is such a handful, imagine trying to take him anywhere. ‘Hey babe can you just take a picture real quick?’ you turn around to be greeted with this. ‘What the fuck are you doing?’

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How to make Taeyong go from serious to baby in 0.01 seconds

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this is so good

love’s got a hold on me (m)

summary: taeyong just doesn’t how to quit while he’s ahead.

relationship: taeyong x reader

words: 1,976

warnings: shame(ful)less smut. sub!taeyong, teasing, orgasm denial.

a/n: this started out as a conversation and just dwindled into this mess.

Taeyong was good, more often than not. He was sweet beyond compare, thoughtful even at the expense of his own comfort. He was wonderful, and you were certain that no one could replace him even if they dared. He was your boyfriend, and he was willing to please no matter what, no matter when, no matter where. But maybe it was just something in the air, or maybe one of the boys had said something to him that riled his ego, but whatever it had been, he was steadily facing the consequences. Such consequences were torture, the kind he so enjoyed.

“Such a bad boy, you’ve been acting up all day.”

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If you’re having a bad day just imagine Taeyong laying his head in your lap like this

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‘C’mon Taeyong, the rain’s getting really heavy now.’

‘I know, but I really feel like I have a connection with this duck.’

‘You said that about the last three dogs we passed!’

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Taeyong is the only guy in the world who likes it when you put your cold feet on him.

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You know how in high school the guy who’s crushing on you deliberately stands in your way just to annoy you (get your attention) so you have to push around them. Taeyong still does that, even if you’ve been together for five years. 

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Just like Honey

SMUT&FLUFF,

Walking into your apartment you notice an extra pair of shoes by the door.

‘Tae? Are you here?’ no answer. All the lights are off, only the diffused blue illuminating from the time on your microwave allows you to see. You pad across to your bedroom, peeking in to find him curled up beneath the covers. A big lump of warmth with your cat sprawled out beside him. Your little fluff ball greets you with a chirp. You lay down on the bed scratching behind her ears, a smile spreading across your face as she starts to purr.

The blankets are stirring, startling your cat, making her bound out the door. Taeyong pulls the covers down blinking his eyes sleepily but they light up when they fall on you. A child’s joy as he says your name, voice raspy from sleep.

‘Hi.’ you answer, brushing the hair off his forehead. You couldn’t help yourself he looked so cute. He reaches up and pushes all your hair to the front to cover your face. 

‘I was trying to be sweet.’ you say annoyed.

‘Is this not sweet.’ he says ruffling your hair even more. You try to push him away but he grabs onto you, pulling you into a chaste kiss. He parts then nuzzles into your neck. His smell enveloping you. Clean laundry and something warm, musky, sweet like honey.

‘What did you do today?’ he asks.

‘Watched the hand move around the clock.’

‘Let me guess, it went from the 10 to the 11 then to the 12.’

‘It’s like you were there.’

‘Maybe I was.’

‘Are you spying on me?’

‘I’ve got to make sure you’re eating all your rice cakes.’ 

‘Please don’t pretend like you’re the responsible one in this relationship.’

‘I am!’

‘Pfft! you don’t even know how to tie your shoelaces properly.’ you say poking his cheek. He pulls back to look at you seriously.

‘You’ve never cooked a meal that involved more than 4 ingredients.’ he counters

‘When you helped me put together that desk last week, you told me it was the first time you’d ever held a screw driver.’

‘You don’t floss.’

‘You lose your phone constantly.’

‘So do you!’

‘Yeah well, at least I get to choose the clothes that I wear.’

‘Okay fine, we’re both losers.’

‘You’re definitely more of a loser than me.’

He laughs in defeat and you settle into a peaceful silence with only the music from next door filtering in through the walls. His warmth felt so good pressed against your body and you itched to touch him more. You pull up to kiss each one of his fluttering eyelids than the tip of his nose, finally you bring your mouths together. Your lips buzzed with the sensation. You let his tongue slide in and meld with yours. It was like hot syrup. The kiss soothed you, it felt like home but you still wanted more. You hitch your leg over his making your skirt hike up. Pulling him in closer. You feel his hardening cock pressed up against you.

‘Can I?’ he mumbles against your lips. You hum in response. He pulls himself from the confines of his sweat pants and merely tugs your panties aside. He pushes in slowly. The stretch burns white hot. He grinds into you languidly, not really fucking you and kisses down your neck crooning softly. You indulge him for a while until you’d had enough of his sappiness. You push him onto his back and straddle him, burying his cock back deep inside of you. He groans. You keep the pace slow, enjoying how you were now controlling the situation. You pull almost all the way off before gradually sinking back down making him spill out sweet desperate sounds. He’s grabbing at your hips, trying to make you go faster.

‘Its fine when you want to go slow.’ you taunt.

‘Why is it always payback with you?’ he closes his eyes, pushing his head back into the pillow. You rock back and forth taking pleasure in the feeling of him pressed against your walls. Your cotton blouse was restricting your movement. You start undoing the buttons.

‘Hey.’ you say softly to get Taeyong’s attention. He opens his eyes and they colour with lust as you slip off your shirt. His hands come up to play with the lace of your bra so you appease him by removing that as well.

‘We’ve done this a little backwards, huh?’ you say running your hands along his stomach pushing up his t-shirt. He reaches down to pull it over his head. You lightly send your fingers tips up his newly exposed flesh then back down his sides, watching how his skin moves with each jolt of your hips.

‘We missed your favourite part.’ he says, now trying to remove his pants.

‘Foreplay?’ you ask, reaching behind yourself to push them down far enough so he can kick them off.

He hums ‘You really enjoy sucking my cock.’ 

‘I think I really enjoy your mouth on my cunt.’ you argue.

He suddenly sits up crossing his legs under you burying his head into your chest, his arms holding you close.

‘I like that too.’ he purrs. You have to readjust to this new position but the heat of his skin pressed against yours felt like heaven. 

You pull his head up for a kiss, gliding your lips along his. You squeeze around him experimentally and he shudders to your delight.

‘I wish we could do this forever.’ he whispers against you lips. You laugh, he was so sentimental. 

‘And, why don’t we?’ you grin, arching back, feeling him carry your weight. He moves forward to mouth at your breasts.

‘I’m really close.’ he murmurs against your tender skin, fucking up into you with quickening jerks. You pull yourself up right to look into his eyes.

‘But you haven’t even got all my clothes off yet.’ your skirt had ridden up your torso and panties were ridding up into places too.

He pauses in contemplation ‘You’re right.’ he pushes forward so you fall on your back, your head hanging of the bed. He delicately unclasps your skirt and pulls it smoothly from your legs along with your panties. You can feel him leaving wet kisses on your inner thigh.

‘What’s this? midplay?’ you ask and he huffs out a laugh.

His mouth trails to your centre. He laps over the folds, letting out a deep moan at the taste. It’s like velvet against silk. Blood is rushing to your head pounding in your ears. You come up onto your elbows before you pass out and gaze at him gently licking up and down like he’s eating ice-cream cone. He circles his tongue in your already stretched out hole sending a fizzing sensation up your spine. You curl your toes, a moan stuck in your throat. With eyelids flickering closed he begins to alternate between fast and slow licks across your clit.

‘That feels so good.’ you sigh petting his hair. He moans in answer, basking in your praise. He then covers your clit with his lips sucking intensely, shuddery breathes coming from his nose. He brings two fingers to your hole, pushing in and out, crooking them in the most blissful way. You cum with a loud gasp, fingers and toes tingling. Pleasure shooting from where Taeyong’s mouth is still sucking. You gyrate your hips, riding out the waves of your orgasm. He peeks up at you, eyes glossy and breathing heavily from his pink, wet, open mouth. You push him onto his back pressing your bodies together. You make out slow and lazily until he begins to rut against your hip. The frustration evident in his gasps. He rolls you over.

‘So impatient for someone who wants to do this forever.’ you tut.

‘I let you cum.’ he says indignantly.

Your about to reply when he runs his cock along your wet heat.

‘Tell me you want it.’ he whispers in your ear.

You scoff ‘Not as much as you.’ 

‘Well at least tell me you love me.’ he says getting petulant, you loved when he got like that. You reached down pushing his cock inside you while saying sweetly, 

‘I love you.’ you could see the stars in his eyes as he looked down upon you, a smile playing on his lips. 

‘I love you too.’ he says before thrusting in, forcefully. You wrap your legs around his waist to take him deeper.

and then you guys just fuck forever I guess...

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Vinegar & Honey

Short Fluff,

‘Move out of the way you’re blocking the TV.’ you say absentmindedly, trying to see through Taeyong’s small frame. When he doesn’t budge you glance up at his face. It’s flushed with frustration. You’re heart sinks.

‘What’s wrong?’

‘You said you were going to do the dishes.’ annoyance clear in his voice.

‘Oh… I forgot, sorry.’ you mumble a little too insincerely.

‘You’ve been home all day and you haven’t done anything!’ 

‘Well, I mean, I got caught up watching this new season.’ you say starting to feel defensive. 

‘It’s fine I’ll do it, as usual.’

‘I thought you liked cleaning?’ 

He gives you a look, the one that means I’m not in the mood.

‘I get tired too you know, sometimes I just want to go to bed.’ he says picking up the wrappers you have strewn across the room. It was your first day off in a month you thought you deserved to be lazy.

‘Go to bed than.’ you say dismissively turning back to the TV. He retaliates by switching it off. Clearly getting more and more angry. 

‘Why’d you do that?’ you huff. He gives you one last cool glare before storming out. Then you hear the bedroom door slam. The sound stings, you suddenly feel sad and empty but you weren’t about to give in and start grovelling for him to forgive you. You decide to sleep on the couch, telling yourself that Taeyong just needed space and it would all be fine in the morning. An hour later you still hadn’t fallen asleep. The small couch made you put your legs in a weird position and the cushion your cheek was pressed against had an uncomfortably itchy texture.

You laid in the silent room trying not to think about how cold and lonely it was due to the unresolved argument hanging in the air. You were considering the best way to apologise when you hear your name being called out in the dark.

‘You can’t sleep there you’ll get a sore back’ Taeyong informs you, voice still tinged with irritation. He couldn’t help himself from being overly worried and telling you what to do.

‘I feel fine.’ you mumble into the cushion.

‘Stop being so stubborn!’ 

‘Stop nagging me!’

‘Please,’ he says after a pause ‘I can’t fall asleep without you.’ The quite vulnerability of his voice disarms you. Peering up from the couch you focus your eyes on him. Soft hair sticking up in all directions from tossing and turning. Big pleading eyes that carried dark circles underneath them. You’re stomach pangs from guilt. But you play it off by rolling your eyes. You drag yourself up and head to the bedroom without a word.

He snuggles in close to you once your wrapped in the blankets. It makes you feel like the sun is shinning down on you. Full and Warm.

‘I’ll clean the apartment tomorrow, promise.’ you say tucking your head under his.