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Another moment of weakness post-workout... you found yourself standing in the bathroom after your shower, hands moving to pinch and prod at all the spots you weren’t happy with.
Belly paunch, loose upper arms, a stubborn bit under your chin that refused to budge, stretch marks on your hips, and finally...
A heavy sigh escaped your lips.
“Why are you always the first thing to shrink?” you ask your chest as your hands smooth over your small breasts, watching them bounce just once despite you pulling them up and dropping them. “I want to be healthy but I want to keep you... but you leave while all the bad stuff stays.”
You sigh again and go about your routine - moisturizing, doing your skincare, but your eyes keep dragging you back to feeling the sinking sensation in your gut. Taehyung, your boyfriend of five years now, was definitely a breast man; he’d told you on several occasions how much he liked them, but you’d already lost nearly an entire cup size when you started working out to get healthy. You were never very big to begin with, but you would have liked to stay a B-cup for Tae. And yourself. Another big sigh escaped you, but this time a knock sounded at the door.
“Precious? You’re sighing again,” Taehyung’s deep voice came through the door, soft and velvety smooth. “Do you need encouragement?”
You stared at your small chest, heart aching.
“Yeah,” you admitted.
The door slowly opened, and in stepped your towering figure of a boyfriend, his dark eyes slowly crawling over your naked form. His ears turned gently pink - he seemed to like what he saw.
“Precious, you look amazing,” he said without thinking. “I can see your muscles!”
You snorted.
“Yeah, but my belly is still pudgy, I still have a double chin, my arms are still flabby...”
“Honey, if you keep working, that’ll all change.”
“And my... my boobs...”
“Oh no...” it was Taehyung’s turn to sigh. “Not this again.”
“They’re shrinking again!” you cried.
“Baby, how many times do I have to—“
“I just want to look like an adult! Is maintaining any cup size higher than an A even a possibility for me without implants or something?” you cried, your stress coming undone. You had been struggling with your fitness progress lately... “I hate this! I’m so—“
Tae’s hands grabbed your shoulders and turned you to face him instead of the mirror, then his lips came down to crash into yours in a deep, eager kiss. You gasped slightly and moaned, your hands landing on his shirt to grab it, eyes falling shut. Tae pulled back and looked into your eyes, his hands coming up to caress your cheeks.
“I told you, I love you. All of you. Yes, even those perfect breasts of yours you seem to hate so much,” he said with a slight chuckle at the end. “You are perfect. They are perfect. And I think you need to be reminded.”
He took your hands and led you out to the bedroom, pulling you in to kiss you again before he turned and lowered you gently down onto the soft blankets.
“And I’m going to remind you just how precious you are, all over.” He held up a hand when you took in a breath to argue. “Yes, even small breasts are precious and beautiful, and should get the proper love they deserve.”
You felt your face flush and you looked down at your chest, then back up to Tae’s face, swallowing thickly.
“T-Tae...” you stammered helplessly. “I...”
“Shh. Just let me love you tonight, Precious,” Tae purred, trailing his long fingers down your neck slowly. Goosebumps broke out across your skin at his touch.
“O... Okay,” you agreed, face burning with embarrassment. He was so intense, staring directly into your eyes, the way that made your core clench and your belly fill with the heat of arousal. “You know I can’t say no when you look at me like that...”
“Then you agree that your breasts deserve love and adoration?”
“No, but I still want you to fuck me,” you quipped back with a smirk.
Taehyung rolled his eyes, then quickly moved to capture your lips again, pushing you down onto your back and gently pinning your arms above your head.
“Lie still for me, Precious. Let me show you that you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”
You can’t help but blush again at that. He began to trail kisses along your jaw, hands sliding over your hips, then stomach, then waist. You twitched and giggled breathlessly, ticklish and self-conscious. He was running his hands over all of your... softest areas, despite all your hard work. He didn’t seem to pay it any mind, though, his lips trailing down to your collarbone, where he nipped and sucked your soft skin into his mouth. You hissed and moaned softly as he left a pattern of hickeys along your collarbones and across your neck, no longer focusing on his hands.
Until they reached your chest, that is.
A soft gasp came from you as his large hands entirely enveloped your breasts, massaging slowly as he kept marking you diligently.
“Nngh, Taehyung...” you groaned, chest arching into his grasp.
“Shhh...” he soothed. “Just feel.”
His fingers began to move more insistently, grasping and squeezing your nipples. A shock of pleasure when straight to your pussy, making you jump and gasp again. He didn’t stop there, rolling your stiffening nipples between the soft, warm pads of his fingertips. You squirmed, thighs squeezing together.
“T-Tae...”
“Babygirl, I need you to stay still,” Tae reprimanded softly, his voice warm and soft in your ear. “I want to show you just how amazing your breasts are.”
With that, he leaned down to take your left nipple into the wet heat of his mouth, tongue playing with you skillfully. You moaned headily, writhing and letting your hands finally spring forward to tangle in Tae’s wavy, thick hair. Taehyung growled softly against your chest, causing vibrations to enhance the sensitivity of your chest.
You sobbed this time, your core clenching.
“Tae, I can’t...!”
A sharper bite to your sensitive nipple sent a shock through your body that pulled a sharp cry from you. Tae sucked and pulled off your breast until it popped free wetly from his lips.
“Yes you can, and you will. Understood, little one?” Tae growled. “Obey me and hold still.”
You sobbed but nodded, head thumping back against the bed again. He resumed, switching to the other breast, making you wail at the fresh waves of pleasure, and the cool air against the other overstimulated breast. Your chest was beginning to tingle, and your core was soaked. Taehyung shifted, humming happily as he kept pleasuring your breasts with his hands and mouth. He pulled back when you were close to crying from the stimulation. He blew on your slick chest, causing the saliva left behind to cool and send a fresh shot of pleasure to your toes, and that made you arch up off the bed sharply.
“Tae!! Tae, please! M-My ch-chest, I c-can’t...!” you cried. “It f-feels weird!!”
“How, Precious?” Tae purred smugly, letting his tongue curl out to pleasure your neglected breast in slow, lazy circles. You gripped his shoulders tightly, body trembling.
“L-Like... I-I’m gonna c-cum with my chest,” you stammered mindlessly. Your tingling, hot chest was demanding your attention, and you missed the pleased smile that graced Tae’s handsome face.
“Good,” he growled. “I was hoping this would work.”
He immediately went back to work at your chest, swapping back and forth until he had you writhing and crying. Suddenly, it felt like something broke loose, heat washing over your chest and your skin and breasts tingling.
“Please!!” you finally cried. “Please stop, Tae!”
He pulled back, licking his lips as his dark, blazing eyes bore into yours.
“Did it work?” he asked.
“I-... I dunno b-but my chest feels... w-weird...” you admitted. Taehyung reached up to casually flick your nipple, and you screamed at the shock of white-hot pleasure that tore through you. He looked proud.
“It worked. Now, for that poor little pussy that’s been crying for me for so long,” he purred, shifting up to press his hard bulge against your aching, burning core. “I'm going to make you forget you ever felt like you were anything less than perfect...”
He stripped in record time, then positioned himself at your entrance. You shivered as he dragged his huge member through your slick heat, then pressed into you inch by inch, until he settled deep inside you. You felt dizzy with arousal from his insane quest to make you cum with just nipple play... but his length stretched you out so well, and his weight felt so good settled on top of you, you moaned needily for him.
“Please use me, Tae...” you panted. “I want... I want you to feel good...”
“I’m not done making you feel good yet, babydoll,” Taehyung laughed darkly, hands caressing up your thighs. “I’ll make you see stars tonight.”
He began to thrust, slow and hard, hitting you so deeply you were pretty sure he was hitting your end. His hands scooped up your arched back to support you, leaning down to kiss you deeply as he moved. You could feel your high coming, the tight heat of your climax getting tighter with each second.
“T-Tae... ‘M close...” you mumbled, head swimming.
“Ready, baby? I’ll make you cum,” he gasped, his hips stuttering slightly. With that, his hand moved back to your chest to tug one overstimulated nipple, and a hot shock of pain and pleasure was sent directly to your core. You screamed, truly screamed, cumming harder than you had ever cum before. Your vision blurred and darkened, your body spasming as your orgasm crashed over you. You sobbed and went limp in his arms as he took his last few thrusts into your body, filling your pulsing core with his hot seed. He moaned thickly in your ear, his voice laced with an animalistic growl.
He nearly fell on top of you, then slowly laid beside you, still inside as he pulled you against his chest and began to softly and slowly kiss your face to bring you back from the edge of unconsciousness.
“Babygirl... my Precious, are you okay?” he asked softly, kissing the tears escaping your eyes. “Ah, I made you cry...”
“F-Feels... s-so good,” you mumbled mindlessly, nuzzling into his embrace. “So good...”
“I’m glad, sweetie,” he purred, rubbing soothingly at your back. “Can I go get you some water, my love?”
“Mmm... no, stay...” you mumbled, already drifting off in his arms.
“Okay, baby. I’ll stay. But promise me something.”
You slowly opened your eyes to look directly into his, your barely-working brain stopping entirely.
“Promise you’ll never think you’re not perfect ever again.”
“Promise... I promise,” you said slowly.
“Good girl. Let me get you a drink now...”
He kissed you, then went to get all the things he normally got you after an intense session like that. In his gentle hands, you slowly drifted off, feeling more loved by him and by yourself than you had in ages.
-End-