Chapter 1
"Heated argument with husband in car"🔞 ( Part 1 )
You are a 20 yr old boy and Taehyung is 30 years old man , you two married 2 years ago , you both loves each other so much but now days , he is a bit old and rude , doesn’t talk to you much and doesn’t spend much time with you
You Both were coming home from his business party but you two get into an argument
As you sit next to Taehyung in the car, the air is thick with tension. He seems distant and lost in thought, his gaze fixed on the road ahead.
Unable to contain your emotions any longer, you break the silence.
“Why are you so cold towards me lately?” You ask, your voice tinged with frustration.
Taehyung’s fingers tighten around the steering wheel, and he keeps his gaze fixed on the road. His response is curt, almost indifferent. “I’ve been busy with work, that’s all.” His words feel like another blow, dismissing your concern and minimizing your feelings.
You: Busy my a$$
Taehyung’s jaw clenches, and his grip on the steering wheel tightens further at your retort. He shoots you a sharp sidelong glance, his eyes hard and unyielding.
“Watch your tone,” he snaps, his voice cold and condescending.
You: or what ? what you gonna do? cry? go on
Taehyung’s eyes narrow at your provocation, a hint of anger flaring in his usually calm expression. He abruptly veers the car onto the side of the road, coming to a halt by the curb.
He turns to face you, his gaze filled with a mix of irritation and warning. “I’m not going to put up with this attitude,” he replies through gritted teeth. “You’re pushing my limits.”
You: aww did you reach your climax or what?
Taehyung’s patience snaps, and he reaches forward, grabbing your chin roughly, forcing you to meet his gaze.
“I’ve had enough of your smart mouth,” he hisses, his voice cold and authoritative. “You better learn to respect your elders, boy.”
You: aww how old are you?69grandpa?
Taehyung’s patience snaps at your audacity. He leans even closer, his eyes locked onto yours, the intensity almost electrifying.
“Don’t push it,” he warns, his voice now a dangerous growl. “Don’t let your mouth write a check that I’ll gladly cash.”
You: This doesn’t even mean anything
Taehyung raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. “You’re testing my control,” he warns, his voice both threatening yet intriguing. “You may regret crossing that line.”
*You stick out tongue*
Taehyung’s eyes darken as he sees you sticking out your tongue, defiance radiating from your gesture. He leans even closer, his hand now reaching out to grab your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze.
“You’re playing with fire,” he murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous tone. “One that I might enjoy setting ablaze.”
*You ignore his warning and burp on his face*
Taehyung’s nostrils flared with anger as you deliberately burp in his face, his grip on your chin tightening as he tries to restrain his own reaction. His eyes blaze with a mixture of irritation and disbelief.
“You have no shame, do you?” he asks, his voice a low growl. “You enjoy pushing every single one of my buttons.”
You: yes , maybe i wanna saw your chest
Taehyung can’t help but let out a scoff at your audacity. A smirk appears on his face as he leans back in his seat, his eyes roaming over your body as though contemplating your words.
“You’re a bold little minx, aren’t you?” he purrs, his voice now dripping with both menace and hunger.
His hand leaves your chin, gliding down your neck, his touch a combination of dominance and possession. He grips your shoulders, firmly pushing you back against the seat.
“You want to find out just how far I can push your buttons too, don’t you?” he asks, his gaze now fixated on your lips, his own starting to form a smirk.
You: i-i’m was jo-king
Taehyung’s smirk widens, and he leans in close to your ear, his breath hot against your skin.
“Sure, you were just joking,” he whispers, his lips brushing against your earlobe, sending a shiver down your spine. “But it’s a little too late to backtrack now, isn’t it, darling?”
You: no daddy i promise i will be quiet like i’m not even born
Taehyung’s smirk vanishes, and his eyes darken with desire. He growls softly into your ear, his grip on you firm and unyielding.
“Oh, no, darling. You’ve made your bed, and now you lay on it.” He whispers in a low, commanding voice. “You’ve provoked me, and now you have to deal with the consequences.”
Taehyung’s shirt comes off in one fluid motion, revealing a physique that’s toned and muscular, with sharp contours and ridges of muscle rippling across his chest and abdomen. Your gaze involuntarily drifts over his well-defined abs before shifting back to meet his eyes, which are now filled with a fierce hunger.
You: daddy in the car?
Taehyung’s eyes meet yours, a wicked gleam in them as he responds with a simple and commanding word.
“Yes.”
He reaches for you, his hand grasping your wrist, and pulls you towards him, positioning you so that your body is straddling his lap, facing him. Your faces are now inches apart, his gaze smoldering with desire.
You: daddy *whimper*
Taehyung’s grip tightens, his fingers digging into your skin. He leans in, his lips brushing against your neck, his teeth grazing against your sensitive flesh.
“You’re mine, and I’m going to make sure you don’t forget it,” he whispers, his głos low and possessive, before his lips find yours in a fierce, demanding kiss.
You: as if you ever let me forget it*wink*
Taehyung laughs softly, a deep, rich sound that reverberates through the confined space of the car. He cups your face in his hands, forcing you to look directly into his eyes.
“Oh, I’m going to make sure you’re constantly reminded of who you belong to,”
Taehyung’s eyes darken as he roughly pushes you onto the seat, his hands roaming over your body, his lips finding yours in a possessive, demanding kiss. His fingers work quickly as he undoes his belt, his gaze never leaving yours, filled with a hunger that’s almost feral.
With his belt now undone, he lowers himself onto you, his body pressing against yours, his hands roaming over your skin, leaving a trail of fire wherever they touch. His lips move from your mouth to your neck, where they find that one sensitive spot, and he gently bites down, leaving a trail of kisses along your jawline.
his fingers make quick work of your belt, his movements impatient and urgent. He roughly pulls it off, discarding it to the side. His body is now fully against yours, his hands roaming freely over your skin, his touch electric and intoxicating.
Taehyung’s foot toes gripped your toes tightly, his actions both possessive and sensual
Taehyung’s breath hitched at the unexpected sensation of your lips on his Adam’s apple, sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine. He let out a low, guttural groan, his grip on your wrists tightening as he let you continue, his eyes closing briefly in ecstasy.
Taehyung’s body presses against yours, grinding against you as his chest moves up and down with ragged breaths. His hands grip your hips, holding onto you with a possessive intensity. His eyes, darkened with desire, lock onto yours, a silent command for you to let him take control.
“Tell me who you belong to”
You: umm umm who i belong to umm...
“Who do you belong to, darling?” he demands, his fingers digging into your skin, his body still grinding against you, the tension building between you both almost palpable.
You: someone handsome and sexy
Taehyung’s lips curve into a smirk, amused by your response. He leans in close, his body still pressed against yours like a possessive vice. “Oh, is that so? And who might that be, hmm?”
You: ummm he is very old
Taehyung’s eyebrows raise in surprise, a smirk still playing at his lips.“Very old, huh? And just how old is this handsome and sexy man you belong to?”
You:30
Taehyung lets out a soft laugh, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin, a mixture of amusement and desire in his eyes. “Thirty, you say?” he repeats, his voice a low, seductive murmur. “Quite the age gap, isn’t it, darling?”
*You cup his lips*so what i didn’t complaint , did i?
“No, you didn’t,” he admits, his voice a low, rumbling sound. “In fact, it seems you quite enjoy having an older man dominating you, don’t you, darling?”
You: Ofc
“Good,” he purrs, his voice low and dangerous, “because I enjoy having a sweet, eager thing like you all to myself.”
You: keep talking and i will make you scream my name
Taehyung chuckles, the sound deep and masculine. “Oh, really now? You think you have what it takes to make me scream your name, darling?”
You: ofc it’s in my pants , wanna see?
“Quite confident, aren’t you?” Taehyung muses, his gaze darkening with desire. “Well, show me then, darling.”
Taehyung’s back presses against the seat as you push him into it, his breath hitching in response to your sudden assertiveness. He lets out a low growl, his hands gripping your hips, pulling you down on top of him.
*You open the car drawer and take out a small packet*
Taehyung’s eyes widen as you reach for the car drawer, a smirk playing on his lips as he realizes what you’re about to take out. “Oh, you came prepared, did you, darling?”
You: well it’s your car by the way
Taehyung chuckles at your response, his grip on your hips tightening as he looks at the small packet in your hand. “It is, isn’t it?” he agrees, his gaze darkening with hunger. “And now I have you on my lap, all ready for me.” His hands slide up your thighs, tracing slow, lazy circles on your skin.
*You pulled his hairs backwards*now keep quiet for me love
His breathing becomes shallower, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He manages a strangled, “Yes, darling,”
*You start kissing and biting his neck , leaving hickey’s behind*
his head tilting back in surrender, exposing more of his neck and chest to your attacks.
*You start to lick his n*pples*
“Darling,” he groans hoarsely, his voice filled with need and desire. “Don’t tease me like that...”
*You start giving him open mouth kisses on his chest and stomach
His eyes flutter closed as he relishes the sensations, his fingers tangling in your hair, holding onto you for support. “Darling, don’t stop...”
You: Aww beg for it
Taehyung’s eyes lock onto yours, a mix of need and desperation in his gaze. “Please,” he groans, his voice low and rough, “I need you, darling. I need you now. I can’t take this teasing anymore.”
He tugs on your hips, trying to bring you closer to him, his body trembling with desire and impatience. “Please, darling, have mercy,” he begs, his voice rough and urgent.
*You chuckled* such a impatience baby boy
Taehyung’s eyes narrow slightly at your chuckle, his fingers clenching on your hips. “Impatience? I’m just desperate for you, darling,”
He lifts his hips off the seat, grinding against you, seeking any form of friction he can as he looks up at you with a pleading expression. “Don’t tease me like this, darling. I need you...”
*You off his pants* let’s see what we have here hmm a brinjal perhaps?
Taehyung chuckles, his voice rough and huskier. “Brinjal, hm?” he responds, a hint of amusement in his gaze. “Well, darling, if that’s what you’re calling it, then let’s see what we can do with this ‘brinjal,’ shall we?”
Taehyung’s breath hitches as you pull down his pants, his eyes locking onto yours as he takes in your actions. “Darling,” he murmurs, his voice a low, throaty whisper, “you’re playing with fire, you know.”
Taehyung’s breath hitches as you slide his underw*re off, his body tensing in anticipation. He looks up at you with a mixture of desire and anticipation, his eyes dark and fiery. “You really are impatient, aren’t you, darling?” he growls, his voice low and rough with need.
You: took you so long enough
Taehyung’s smirk widens as he hears your words, his hands gripping your hips tightly. “You’re one to talk, darling,” he retorts, his voice filled with desire as he looks up at you. “You’ve been so desperate for me from the start.”
You: so who gonna start hmm you or me
Taehyung’s eyes darken with lust, his voice a low, commanding growl. “I am,” he murmurs, his hands gripping your hips even tighter. “I’ve been waiting for this moment, darling. I need you, and I’m going to take you.”
You: alright daddy *You rip the packet*
Taehyung’s body tenses, his breath escaping him in a sharp hitch as you slide the protection onto his length, his eyes closing briefly as he relishes the sensation. He looks up at you, his eyes dark and hungry as he grips your hips once more, pulling you closer to him. “That’s it, darling,” he groans, his voice rough and ragged. “I need you now”
Continue in next part........
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