𝑪 𝑯 𝑨 𝑷 𝑻 𝑬 𝑹 𝑭 𝑶 𝑼 𝑹 𝑻 𝑬 𝑬 𝑵

TAEHYUNG ALWAYS WONDERED why he bought such a large house for just himself. The silence that came with living alone in a massive home, the empty echo of his feet against the floor, or the clicking of Yeontan's nails was enough to choke him. It was like a dog whistle, so quiet yet so fucking loud.

He thought maybe it was to prove something. He was rather young to be a homeowner due to his early success in his art, so he up and left his parents' house. It was a testament to his success despite all the backlash and criticism he received. Taehyung likes to think he isn't so insecure anymore.

Because he fucking hates the silence of his house. So it would occasionally be filled with a beautiful symphony of moans, enough for every square inch of this miserable place to be filled with something, anything. But that could only last for so long before the silence returned.

And at some point, Taehyung realized he was just...lonely. Even being with someone, in someone, wasn't exactly enough to satisfy his feeling of having someone there.

Dear fucking God, he's going through his tortured artist phase.

Today, he waits in his silent home for another woman to come and make it a little less quiet than before. Certainly his favorite by far, his beautiful Aphrodite. A goddess amongst lowly mortals that Taehyung saught to truly immortalize in his work. Today would finally be the week they would start working.

Just as Taehyung finished preparations in his studio, there was a loud knock at the front door downstairs. He could hear Yeontan's barking and knew that Venus had finally arrived. He brushed his long, curly hair out of his field of vision as he left his most used room and made his way downstairs to greet his guest.

"Come on, Tannie." Taehyung came over and picked him up, holding the dog tightly to his chest so he wouldn't run out of the house the first chance he got. he unlocked the door with a small click and opened it.

There stood Venus, so small compared to him. Her head was lowered slightly, but she quickly looked up at him, still keeping in mind that Taehyung had told her to look at him.

She looked pretty, not that she ever didn't. Her soft eyes, sparkling so innocently, plump, two-toned lips covered in a thin layer of shiny lip gloss that Taehyung had an urge to kiss right off of them. Her golden halo of hair sat over her shoulders, framing her roundish face perfectly. He could almost feel her curls under his fingertips, gripping and pulling.

All the dirtiest of thoughts crossed his mind within that one second.

A more comfortable smile pulled at her lips as she looked at him. "Hi." Her eyes were softer. She was less nervous than before, or maybe she was equally as nervous and she was just really good at hiding it.

"How are you, princess?" Taehyung asked as he stepped aside, letting Venus inside. She smiled at Yeontan, waving at the little Pomeranian. Her acknowledging his existence made Yeontan wiggle around in Taehyung's arms trying to get to her.

"I'm fine. I spent a bit of time with Jimin last weekend." She kept her words short and simple, edger to get to the real point, Taehyung could tell. He was just the same. "Did you have fun?"

Venus nodded with her head low. "Yeah, he helped me understand this world a little better." They both knew what she was referring to. Taehyung was glad Jimin had helped her, though he couldn't imagine the man being much of a hindrance.

"Hyung has a very unique experience with BDSM, so I'm sure he was of much help." At his words specifically the first one, Venus raised her head. "Jimin's older than you?" She didn't know that. She just kinda automatically assumed Taehyung was the older one by the dynamic they had.

He nodded. "By 3 months he's my hyung, yes. But I'd rather not keep talking about Jimin." Especially knowing where tonight would be going. Finally, they would officially begin and excitement found every crevice of his body. Taehyung wanted to draw her close, to peel each piece of clothing from her body until she stood bare before his greedy eyes.

"Are you ready?" He asked her. His hand came to her waist, pulling her close until her chest met his. Once again, they found themselves so close that they almost melted into one. The perfect contrast of everything they represented. They danced on the thin and narrow line of decency. They could fuck right here in the foyer and neither of them would have a problem with it.

But someone like Venus deserved more than some half-assed, lazy fuck pushed up against the wall, especially as their first truly intimate interaction together. Her skin deserved to be caressed by expensive silk sheets and the lands of someone who could appreciate her beauty.

Venus nodded, staring up at him through thick lashes accompanied by pouty lips. She'd look so pretty with runny makeup and teary eyes with his cock buried deep in her soaked pussy. He'd remember the image for the rest of his life and paint it so that others could see what true perfection looked like.

"Yes, sir."

Fuck. This woman would be the end of him. She was making it incredibly hard not to throw that bonsai tree from its display so he can bend her over the table.

Taehyung leads her upstairs, through his grand abode with a sense of purpose in his step. Venus was just a helpless passenger on his ride.

The moment they reached his studio, Taehyung's lips were planted firmly on hers and Venus doesn't hesitate to reciprocate the affections. He kisses her hard, hands clamoring at her waist, pulling her as close to him as physically possible.

"Will you be a good girl for me, princess?" He murmured against her lips, dragging his tongue along the supple flesh. He reveled in the soft whimper she produced in response, how she leaned into his touch like she craved it. "Yes, sir."

"I know you will." Taehyung slid away from her. The last lingering touch of his fingers leaves her feeling cold. She watches as he slips his suit jacket from his shoulders and tossed it on his nearby couch before reaching to loosen his tie from around his throat. His long fingers tug at the knot located at the base of his neck before undoing the tie and wrapping the fabric around his hand.

"Come here."

Venus quickly scrambled over to him. So obedient. Taehyung wanted to praise her for it, call him his good girl, and that she deserves a reward. But if he praised her for what was expected, she'd become a spoiled brat and he'd have to put her in her place.

Maybe he should praise her.

Taehyung took the edge of her shirt in his hands and began pulling it up over her torso to remove it from her body. She didn't resist him. Instead, she raised her arms to help it off of her body. He tossed the shirt over his shoulder.

Once again, their lips were locked. Taehyung's tongue prodded at the seam of her lips, asking for permission as if he didn't already have it. Venus responded to him almost immediately, parting her lips until their tongues found each other in heated lust and passion.

The way his teeth nip at her bottomed lip while the warm tips of his finger trace over her skin as he made his way towards the clasp of her bra. His touch creates a trail of fire across her skin and Venus would happily burn.

Taehyung undid the clasp of her bra and let it fall loose from her chest. Venus took the liberty to remove it from her arms and it dropped the floor between them. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers buried in his ebony locks that felt like silk beneath her touch.

"Pretty girl." He hummed softly, breaking away from their kiss momentarily. One last peck was planted on her lips before his shrewd eyes fell to her bare chest left exposed to him. They were perfect. Not overly large nor too small, just enough so that he could hold them in his large hands and they would fit nicely with no overflow.

So he tested his theory and found that he was right. They sat perfectly in his hands, right just for him. He dragged his thumbs over the hardened buds of her nipples. She look different from the women he was normally with, but she was fundamentally the same. Her difference was only skin deep.

"T-Tae-" Venus stopped herself when she saw the look he gave her. "Correct yourself." He spoke calmly, yet his deep voice was perfectly stern. "Sir, please." She whispered, grasping his wrist in her hands. Why were they waiting? Taking their time when they knew what they wanted. If the throbbing between her legs and Taehyung's growing erection were anything to go by, they really fucking wanted each other.

"Give me your wrists." He ordered with a firm voice. It demanded her attention, her respect, her obedience. Venus remembered what Jimin told her about the wonders of being a brat, but she wasn't sure she'd be able to deny such a voice.

Venus held out her wrist to him, watching as Taehyung wrapped the long, blue tie about her wrist, holding them together in front of her. It was light bondage really, just to see how she responds to it during sex. He could tie her up in shibari if he wanted to, but it would certainly be too much for his delicate goddess.

Once her wrist were securly bound together, Taehyung sat her down on the edge of the bed and got down on his knees before her. His hands slid up her jean-clad thighs until they found the little button at the waist of her pants. Venus let him undo them, working swiftly and skillfully as he went to remove her pants and underwear. She lifted her hips to help him along, gasping softly as he yanked down her pants and removed them from her body.

Once again, she was completely naked and exposed before him. In her most natural state, Taehyung found her the most beautiful. Just like The Birth of Venus, she rose from the depths of the sea, her beauty so blinding, Taehyung wasn't sure he'd be able to see for much longer.

He was sure he'd never need a new subject for his paintings. He'd be her devoted disciple, her most loyal servant.

"Gorgeous," Taehyung whispered, parting her legs slowly to reveal her glistening pussy, dripping soaked with arousal. He wanted more than to five right in, to have her legs trembling around his head and her pussy quivering against his tongue.

But she deserved praise, to be worshipped by her most devout devotee. Taehyung would do just that.

Once again, he peppered kisses on the inside of her fleshy thighs, fingers pressing into her supple flesh. His lips are soft as he places open mouth kisses across her skin, nipping and sucking with the sole intent of leaving his mark on her, in a place where only he would know.

With each intimate kiss he placed on her skin, leaving trails of red across her copper skin, destined to blossom with colors of purple and blue, Venus felt anticipation grow in the out of her stomach as he grew closer and closer to her core.

Taehyung brought her legs up over his shoulders as he finally grew so close to her trembling pussy that she could feel his heated breath against her equally heated core. His silky hair brushes against her pelvic bone as well as her exposed thighs, causing her to shiver. "P-please."

Who was he to deny her?

Venus gasped when his lips latched to her throbbing clit. He dragged her to the very edge of the bed, gripping her thighs while his tongue viciously attacked her pussy. His tongue flicked and swirled over the sensitive bundle of nerves that sit at the center of her being.

She ran her fingers through his hair, curling his way locks around her fingers as she gripped his hair right at his scalp. "Ah- oh fuck!" Her voice grew desperate and breathy, back arching towards him as her wrist tugged at the tie that binds them together. "Mhm...sir." Her eyelids flutter with ecstasy.

Taehyung knows what he's doing. He's done it with countless other women and by now, he was a veteran. All women had their little ticks that made them go wild, but in general, it was the same general area. He couldn't wait to find out what exactly made Venus tick, what her little quirk was.

He tried many different things, flicking and sucking against her clit to see what would get the greatest reaction out of her. Taehyung reveled in her moans, equally as beautiful as her physical appearance. They shifted in pitch and cadence, like a wonderful symphony of all his favorite sounds.

But finally, Taehyung figured it out when he dipped down to give attention to her fluttering entrance. His tongue circled gently over the ring of muscles before diving into her soaking wet pussy. Venus tensed, her fingers tugged harshly at his hair. "Ngh- ah...God!" She cried out for a person who wasn't there. There was no God in this room, just them. "Right there, sir."

A victorious grin came across Taehyung's sparkling lips. Found it. "You like that, princess?" He spoke against her. He enjoyed the way she shivered and frantically nodded her head. He placed a wet kiss on the apex of her thighs. "Use your words." He looked up at her passed the messy strands of raven hair she had in her choking grip.

She looked beautiful. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with labored breaths. The gloss on her lips had been completely rubbed off her lips. The bun she had placed her hair in had become loose, letting a few of her golden blonde curls fall over her face.

Taehyung would remember this image of her forever. While most times, the images of his mind fade with a few months, he would never forget this. At some point, the gallery of his mind would only be filled with images of her.

He had never ever been so thankful for his memory.

"Y-yes sir...it feels good." She managed to sputter out before pushing his head back towards her core. Taehyung couldn't hold the chuckle that escaped him.

Venus moans as his tongue returns to that special spot she so desperately wanted him. He stiffens the muscle as he enters her, deep ass it can go before dragging it back out. He did this again and again, rapidly until the soft squelching noises produced by this action mingled with her needy moans. His nose poked and prodded at her clit, continuing with its stimulation while he focused on tongue fucking her.

Taehyung would do this all day if he could. But he feared that if he did, he'd never be able to get to the best part of all this. His cock pressed, irritated against the fabric of his pants, begging to be buried within her, jealous of his mouth.

He could tell she was close, the telltale signs when someone was about to orgasm. Just like oral, there were slight differences but it was ultimately the same. Heavy breathing, heightened moans, tensed muscles. Her pussy quivered around his tongue, pulsating as her orgasm balanced on the edge.

And in a last-moment decision, Taehyung pulled away just before it could tip. It was out of curiosity really, to see how she'd react to being edged.

It took her by surprise at first. Taehyung's warmth way home so was his lips and tongue. Her orgasm, once tilting towards the edge retreated back into nothingness. She looked at Taehyung with wide, helpless eyes. "No, no, no! Why? Come back!" She was desperate for him, but she couldn't reach others for him the way she wanted, her hands were bound together.

Taehyung pouted, feigning sympathy for the woman who whined and cried for him. "You wanna cum, princess?" Venus nodded. "Yes, sir."

She watched as he rose to his full height, catching sight of the bulge in his slacks. Just from the sight, her legs snapped closed. If the bulge was that big, she couldn't imagine what it looked like without any covering.

Taehyung's long, slender fingers swiftly undid the small buttons of his maroon button-up. He smiled when he saw Venus swallow anxiously as he pulled his shirt from his pants and slid it from his broad shoulders. "You scared?"

Well, she'd be lying if she said no and Taehyung wanted her honesty.

"A little bit."

With her admission, Taehyung's eyes softened a little bit. He grew worried for her, that maybe he might be going too far. "Is it red? Do we need to stop?" He asked her, ready to untie her wrist and proceed with aftercare.

Venus appreciated his concern and it reassured her that she was in good hands. So, she shook her head with a small smile. "No, I'm fine. Thank you for asking." Taehyung gave her one last look just to be sure before proceeding to remove his belt from his waist.

And then his slacks were removed and finally, his underwear was last to come off.

Jesus fucking Christ. He was huge. Her eyes visibly widened and her thighs pressed together tightly. She was sure she's never met someone so big.

"I have a vasectomy so I can't get you pregnant, but I can still use a condom if you want." Some women just don't want to take that risk, which is understandable. Taehyung leaves the choice to be up to them, but personally, you can't be too careful. He'd prefer to have a condom.

Venus was in agreement. She nodded. "That would be the responsible choice, right?" It would. Taehyung's slept with more people than he can count on both hands. It's a miracle he hasn't had an STD yet.

Taehyung made his way over to the mahogany table sitting beside the bed and pulled open the drawer to grab a condom. Extra-large she notes the size and feels anxiety and excitement grow within her.

He tore it open and took the small rubber circle and placed it at his leaky tip, rolling it down the thick, veiny appendage until he reached the base and he turned back to Venus with a charming smile. "Ready?"

As she'll ever be.

Taehyung came over to her and helped her lay down in the center of the bed. Her curled hair came into contact with the silky pillows that adorned the bed and instinctively, her legs opened just a tad bit, not enough for Taehyung so it seems as he parted her legs fully and settled his hips between them.

He could see the way her body tensed as he weighed heavy on her pelvis, just above her dripping cunt. He knew better than anyone that sex was rather uncomfortable for both parties and painful for one when they weren't comfortable.

So in a way to soothe her, Taehyung leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips, far more gentle than it previously had been. His fingers trace gentle shapes over her skin. "Take a deep breath, princess." He murmurs against her lips before pulling away. Though his voice is stern, it's still oddly comforting in a way.

Venus drew in a deep breath through her nose, staring into Taehyung's storming eyes like they would calm her. But they did calm her. She released the air she drew in through his lips and nodded. "Okay."

Taehyung took himself into his hands. He dragged the rubber-covered tip over her sopping pussy, gathering as much slick as he possibly could over the expanse of his shaft before lining up with her entrance.

Slowly, he began to make his way inside, pushing into her inch by inch. He stretched her walls to accommodate his size, such a large stretch that Venus's toes curled and her eyes squeezed shut. Her hands, placed on her chest as they still remain tied together, balled into fists. "Yellow, yellow!" She simply needed him to slow down.

Taehyung stopped immediately and went to comfort her. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" He needed her to tell him what was wrong in order to fix it and put her in green once more. Communication was everything in these types of relationships.

Venus took another breath, attempting to adjust with as much of him as he had inside her. "I just need a moment to adjust, that's all." It was like being a virgin all over again. The new, intruding feeling of a man inside of her, stretching her out. "Keep going...just go slow."

Her wine-painted nails dug into the skin of her palms as he continued pushing his length into her, cursing softly under his breath at the warmth and tightness of her squeezing around him.

Taehyung worked his way inside. It wasn't that she was tight, more that he was rather big.

He finally bottomed down inside her, peppering kisses all across her face to distract her from the pain. "It's okay, it's okay," Taehyung whispered words of reassurance to her.

Venus took deep breaths, slowly becoming used to the subtle pain so much so that it subdued and melted away into pleasure. Taehyung kept his hips still, pressed flush against hers as he whispered reassuring words to her.

"You can move." She told him with a slight, confident nod. Taehyung slowly pulled out before pushing back in and Venus winced with a whimper of pain.

It was slow at first, but with each stroke, the pleasure became more overwhelming than the pain and soft moans left Venus. She wanted to touch the god who knees above her, hands gripping her waist as he lazily rolls his hips against hers.

"Faster." Venus encouraged him further. Her walls shuddered around his lengthy cock, familiarizing herself with the thick length of him snuggled firmly insider her.

A smile tugged at the corner of Taehyung's heart-shaped lips. He readjusts his grip on her, bringing his right hand to her neck. His palm pressed against the ball of her throat, long fingers pressing into the side of her dainty neck. He didn't squeeze, not hard at least, just a tiny pressure. His left hand gripped her hip as he drew his back and slammed them forward far harder than he had before.

"Shit!" Venus cried, her body racked with pleasure. Her vocal cords vibrated against the palm that sat against her throat. Her pussy trembled and her body jolted with his violent thrust. Her legs spread further, allowing him further access to her cunt.

What a slut.

"Good girl. You're taking my cock so well, princess." He grinned so delightfully, finally fulfilling his fantasy of having her withering under him. Her breast bounced with each brutal stroke he delivered to her exposed pussy. Lips parted to let out steamy moans, accompanied by hooded eyes and trembling legs.

With her hair sprawled around her, copper skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat. She was of nothing he's ever witnessed before, so effortlessly beautiful that he must acknowledge it.

Taehyung decided this image right here would be what he would paint.

His thrust were violent, rough, abusing. A sort of sadistic look twinkled in his eyes and his hand tightened around the sides of her throat to not cause damage to her windpipe.

She could feel every thrust, every vein, every abusing blow to her g-spot. It felt like she was being torn in half. She could feel him in her very throat. She balanced on the thin line between pleasure and pain, two things that seem to be millions of miles apart but we're rather close in nature.

Venus was quickly coming back to the edge of her orgasm and she could only plead with Taehyung to allow her to cum this time around. "Please, please! Sir...please let me cum!" She was on the edge of tears, her hands wrapped around his wrists.

Taehyung used his free hand to rub circles on her clit, fast, erratic circles that caused her to completely come undone.

"Ah!" Venus moaned out. Her legs trembled, her body flinched, and her eyes rolled back into her head as her satin walls pulsated around his thick cock. Her nails dug into his honeyed skin, clawing at his forearms as far as her bound wrist could reach.

Taehyung never stopped or slowed down. His pace was just as merciless and brutal as it had been. His jaw tightened and deep, animalistic growls rumbled in his chest as he kept going, watching as he disappeared deep within her pussy. Now that she had finished, he was looking for his own orgasm.

Tears pricked at Venus's eyes as her body rocked and the air left her lungs completely. He kept rubbing her sensitive, overstimulated clit, making her flinch.

Taehyung watched as the tears rolled down her cheeks. They were gentle, soft rivers that tracked down her face, taking a bit of her mascara along with it. Her hoarse voice whispered incoherent words as she shook her head. "I can't, sir. I-I can't." Yet, she didn't say the safe word. Taehyung still looked out for it. He couldn't let himself be too caught up in this.

"Yes, you can. You got this, princess." Taehyung could feel his orgasm fastly approaching. His thrusts became a bit more sloppy, less calculated, and coordinated than it was before.

With a last few brutal snaps of his hips, a low, guttural groan escaped him. Venus could see a few of his teeth as his lips parted and he turned his head away. His dark curls fell over his calamitous eyes like a shadow of darkness that hovers over the upper half of his face. She had completely ruined his once-styled hair, but Venus can't feel bad about it. He looked gorgeous.

His grip on her neck loosened a bit as he came, filling the condom with his cum. "Fuck!" His hand came to slam on the bed beside her head. She could see the veins in his forearms tense as he gripped and twisted up the silk sheets that covered the bed in his tight hold.

Silence washed over the two of them. A room once filled with moans and wet squelching was now filled with the sound of Venus sobbing quietly. Mascara-filled tears stained her cheeks another sight Taehyung wanted to paint and hang right up on his walls.

But that wasn't the point.

Time for aftercare.

*.✧ Kᴀʏs Eɴᴅɪɴɢ Nᴏᴛᴇs

4500 words total, 1500 words more than the original chapter. I like this chapter far better than the last one, mostly because it's better written. Their chapter took forever to write tho, but I'm proud of it.

I'm gonna start having my male characters have vasectomies cuz it's so expected of the woman to be on birth control, why not let the men take their turn. So yes, Taehyung had a vasectomy which is reversible.

TSA of the Day:
"This one...dear fucking god. I had just finished fucking his white woman, which- was admittedly my first mistake, normally I don't discriminate but I think I need to in certain cases because after we finished she turned to me and said, "I'm so glad the stereotype isn't true. You're really big." I don't think I've ever left a room so fucking fast before. I need to stop fucking with these white bitches."
-Taehyung

Thank you all for reading. I hope you guys enjoyed and I wish you all a wonderful day/night.

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