Stigma Love's Algorithm [ A BTS x Reader Poly ]

Chapter 126: Soft Wars and Silent Codes🔥

"Barely," I gasp, grinning deliriously.

His fingers trail downward, dipping beneath my waistband again.

This time he doesn't stop-he slips beneath the final barrier, fingers gliding through my folds.

I shudder. "Tae-oh-"

"Shhh," he whispers, gently pressing his other hand over my mouth again.

His eyes flick up to mine, hooded and gleaming.

"Be good for me. Quiet, yeah?"

I nod, wide-eyed.

And then he starts to move-his fingers stroking in slow, purposeful circles before slipping inside.

The stretch is perfect, just enough, and he curls them slightly, hitting a spot that makes my vision blur.

My hips rock against his hand.

His mouth returns to my breast, tongue circling, teeth grazing just enough to draw a muffled whimper from beneath his palm.

The pace builds-slow at first, then steady and relentless, like he knows exactly how to pull me apart piece by piece.

His thumb grazes that sensitive spot with maddening precision, never too much, never not enough.

Every touch is deliberate, every breath between us a tether pulling tighter.

My thighs quiver around him, my spine arching as pressure coils low in my belly-tight, sharp, inevitable.

I can barely keep still.

My hips roll against his fast sliding fingers, chasing the heat, the rhythm, the fall.

"God-Tae, Fuck! that feels so fucking good"

I gasp, voice broken, trembling against his lips.

He doesn't answer with words.

Just deepens the strokes, his fingers curling, dragging out another breathless moan from deep inside me.

"You're so close," he whispers, reverent.

"Feel you shaking, jagi."

I nod, because speech has left me. All I can do is grip the fabric of his shirt, hold on, and let go.

He kisses my collarbone-slow, grounding, and somehow even more intimate than the fire blooming between my legs.

"That's it," he breathes.

"Let go for me. Just like that."

And then I do.

It hits-sharp, dizzying, beautiful.

I arch into him, mouth open in a gasp he catches with his palm, like a secret meant only for him.

"Fuck!! Yes fuck I'm cumming-Tae...fuck!"

The world narrows to the rhythm of his fingers, the strength of his arms around me.

My entire body convulses as I burst into release, every muscle clenching around his fingers.

"Argh Fuck! Yes! Fuck OhmyGo-"

I cry out into his hand, the sound muffled but raw.

I collapse into him, shaking and breathless, heart thundering in my chest.

He cradles me gently, still whispering sweet nonsense into my skin as I come down, brushing his fingers through my hair like I'm something breakable he refuses to let go.