warnings: unprotected sex; dom!changbin; handjob; fingering; oral sex (f and m!receiving); mirror sex; cum play; begging; dirty talk; semi-public sex; voyeurism; exhibitionism
summary: there are some things you should never do such as: having a crush on the owner of your gym, accidentally discovering said gym owner is a camboy, and touching yourself to said camboy and his livestreams. unfortunately for you, you’ve already failed all three
live: unfiltered series
“you’re cheating”
you roll your eyes, tightening your grip around the barbell resting across your shoulders. the metal feels cold against the back of your neck and the plates are so heavy that they make your legs tremble after the fourth set.
“i’m not cheating”, you say.
“then your form sucks”, changbin says as he lets out a scoff behind you.
“it only sucks because you’re distracting me”
he grins and there it is, that stupid grin. the one that makes his eyes disappear and the corner of his mouth tilt up just a little more on one side.
“excuses”, he says.
“you know what? fine, i don’t need your help”
he snorts, “you say that every time”
you hate that he’s right, mostly because…well, because he’s always right. you roll your eyes again and take a breath before you squat again, your knees wobbling.
“uh-”, he starts, his hands settling lightly at your waist, “nope”
“i’ve got it”
“you absolutely don’t”, he says.
changbin stands so close to you that you can feel his body heat through your t-shirt. his hands don’t grip your body too hard, they just guide you, one hovering near your side and the other lightly pressing your lower back now.
“chest up”, he says.
“it is up”
“no, it isn’t”
“yes it is!”
“y/n, you look like a shrimp”
you nearly choke, “what did you just call me?”
you push back up to standing and whip around to glare at him, but he just bursts out laughing, the sound bouncing off the mostly empty gym. it’s late, almost eleven, your favourite time to come - no crowds, no waiting for machines, no people filming themselves in front of mirrors, it’s just you and the music playing quietly through the speakers as changbin acts like your personal trainer despite insisting he isn’t.
“i hate you”, you tell him.
he pretends to be offended, gasping as he put his hand on his chest, “that’s so mean”
“mean and true”
“yeah, whatever”, he says, laughing now, which makes you laugh in return.
you’ve known each other for almost a year, ever since you started coming to the gym, absolutely terrified and having no clue of what to do here. you had spent ten minutes pretending to understand a machine as he watched you from afar before he gave up and came to your rescue, and the rest is history as they say.
over the next few days, you found out he was the owner of the gym, well, him and his friend bang chan, the other guy who was always there and would help you whenever changbin wasn’t working. you’ve been coming to the gym almost daily for a year, and here you are now, still getting bullied by changbin whenever you don’t do something right.
“again”, changbin says.
you groan, “I’m dead”
“nope”
“changbin-”
“no”
“my legs are going to fall”
he folds his arms, “no, they’re not”
you glare at him, “you’re evil”
“get lower”
“i hate you”, you say again.
“get lower”
you sigh and then do it, and it takes everything in you not to collapse there and then.
“okay”, changbin finally nods, “that’s enough”
“oh thank god”
he laughs and then you hand the bar back to him. your legs feel like jelly so you shuffle towards the bench nearby and almost flop onto it.
“that’s it, i’m never doing this again. i’m too old for this”, you say, trying to catch your breath again.
“you’re ridiculous”, he says, laughing at you.
“this is your fault”, you say, pointing at him.
“how is it my fault?”, he says.
“you make me do this”
“you come here voluntarily”
you open your mouth and then close it.
damn him.
he smirks, “thought so”
you groan and tip your head back, the ceiling lights blurring slightly above you. you’re sweaty and exhausted, you just wanna go home and relax, eat something while you-
“i’m leaving!”
you sit up and look at chan who is standing near the entrance with his gym bag slung over his shoulder.
“you two don’t stay too late”, he says.
“drive safe, chan”, changbin says.
“you too”, he says and then looks at you, “and don’t let him bully you, y/n!”
you sigh, “too late for that”
“hey!”, changbin protests.
chan grins and then disappears out the door, letting the silence settle over the gym. you look around - the treadmills are off, the stretching area is empty, there’s no chatter or weights clanking, there’s no music either now.
it’s just you and changbin.
“go home, y/n”, you hear him say suddenly.
“i’ll help you clean up”, you say as you stand up.
“it’s fine, you don’t have to do it”, he says, laughing softly.
“let me help you, please”
he shakes his head, the hair at his forehead bouncing slightly, “no, go home, it’s late”
he walks away and starts stacking weights. you follow him and then you hear him sigh, but you hand him plates anyway, and then he sighs again, louder this time. you grin and then he turns to look at you and points towards the door.
“out”
“no”
“out”
“you can’t kick me out”, you say as you cross your arms.
“yes i can, i’m the owner”, he says, mirroring your actions and crossing his arms too.
a staring contest begins then, but you lose after four seconds, because you're weak like that.
“okay, fine, i’m leaving”
“thank you”, he says, grinning at you.
you make a face at him and then he laughs. you feel your cheeks turning red because you love that sound, and you hate that you love that sound. you grab your bag and start walking towards the door before you embarrass yourself any further.
“okay”, you say, “i’m leaving”, you say again.
“good”
“you’re so rude”, you say laughing.
“you’ll survive”, he says laughing too.
you stop by the door and turn to look at changbin, who is standing in the middle of the gym with his hands on his hips, watching you, waiting until you leave - he always does that and it makes your chest feel warm.
“see you tomorrow?”, you ask, like you don’t already know the answer.
he smiles at you, “of course”
you smile too, “good night, binnie”
he wrinkles his nose at the nickname and you grin wider.
“good night, y/n”
as soon as you entered your apartment, you went straight to the bathroom, desperate for a shower and then once you were done, you ate some leftovers while you scrolled aimlessly on your phone. now it’s past midnight and you are lying on your bed with your hands folded over your stomach as you stare at the ceiling, wide awake.
you turn onto your side, then onto your back again, then onto your other side and then you groan into your pillow. you reach for your phone and open instagram then close it and open tiktok instead, but nothing catches your attention. you think about reading or watching a movie, but even those ideas seem boring at the moment too.
but then, you remember something your friend told you once, just over a month ago, during one dinner with too many beers.
“i’m serious”, she said as she leant over the table with flushed cheeks and a mischievous grin.
“oh my god, you watch random guys… what, jerking off online?”, you said, laughing as she rolled her eyes.
“you make it sound like i’m some kind of perv or something”, she said, leaning closer to hit you playfully, “i just do it from time to time, just, you know… when i’m stressed and i need to relax or something”
you nearly choked on your drink, “oh my god”
she only laughed harder and then took your phone, writing a website on your notes.
“one day you’ll thank me”, she said.
you had forgotten about it, until now. you open your notes and find the website she had written there. you look at it, biting your lip as you wonder whether you should do it or not. it’s not like anyone will know… right?
you feel your cheeks warm but then, you search the website, the page loading as you lie on your bed looking at your phone.
“oh my god”, you whisper, to no one in particular.
there are so many people, rows and rows of thumbnails, some more professional than others, others clearly filmed in their bedrooms with their phones and that’s it. you feel like an intruder and you almost close the page but then, curiosity wins and you click one.
the boy starts the video stroking his cock, right to it, and you panic and shut the video immediately. you click another one and then another, and you do the same thing with four or five more videos.
“this is stupid”, you say.
you turn onto your back again and sigh, then you stare at the screen again, your eyes catching a tab at the top.
LIVE.
okay, maybe this is more fun. you press it and then page refreshes, lots of livestreams appearing then. you blink and start scrolling, the thumbnails blurring together and not one of them really catching your eye. you continue scrolling for a couple of minutes, not paying much attention, and you’re close to giving up when you stop, your thumb freezing over one of the livestreams.
he seems familiar.
you can’t see the boy properly, but something about his posture, something about the clothes he’s wearing makes you stop, you’re sure you’ve seen him before. you look at the username but it doesn’t ring a bell. you open his livestream, trying to get a better look, see if you can recognise him and when you see him, the world stops.
it’s changbin.
the same changbin you were with just a couple of hours ago.
now he’s sitting there, smiling and talking as loads of comments and donations fill his livestream.
you lie on your bed, looking at him, you don’t even breath, you can’t. there has to be an explanation, this can’t be your changbin - not that the changbin you know is yours anyway but this can’t be that guy - it must be someone that really looks like him, or maybe he has a brother or a cousin that looks a lot like him, maybe he-
he laughs then and the sound shoots straight through you. you know that laugh, you could recognise it anywhere.
it is changbin.
“no fucking way”, you say as you keep looking at him, for some reason it’s impossible for you to take your eyes off him.
you keep looking at your phone, your heart beating so hard it feels like it might crack your ribs. changbin leans back in his chair, one of his ankles resting on the opposite knee, looking completely at ease with what’s going on, which makes you wonder how many times he’s done this.
cumslut: fuck yes finally
edgequeen: been waiting all day for this
princessonline: you look so good tonight i might just come from seeing you
changbin looks at his screen as he reads the message with a lazy smirk, his tongue pressing against his cheek before he laughs.
“everyone’s eager tonight, huh?”, his voice is low, a little raspy, a tone you had never heard, “you guys must be really worked up. what? did you miss me that much?”
he laughs again, the sound vibrating through your phone speaker and straight between your legs, your thighs pressing together on instinct.
user69: take everything off now
edgequeen: stroke your dick for us
“alright, alright”, he says, dragging the word out like he’s doing all of you a favor, “since you’re all so fucking desperate tonight…”
he grabs the hem of his t-shirt and takes it off, the fabric catching on his pecs before it comes free, revealing the smooth and thick muscle there and the sharp cut of his abs. he tosses the t-shirt aside and leans back again, letting everyone see his body.
you gasp out loud in your bedroom, your eyes tracing every line of him. heat floods between your legs, so fast it makes you dizzy. you’re soaked already and he hasn’t even touched himself yet, and you know you shouldn’t be watching this either.
user69: i’m so wet for you
princessonline: more more
cumslut: fuck you’re so hot
changbin’s eyes flick over the chat, clearly enjoying the attention, “this is what you all wanted, isn’t it?”, he says as he runs his hands down his chest, his thumbs brushing his nipples before sliding lower, “you’re all such greedy little freaks. i love it”
his fingers hook into the waistband of his pants and boxers and he lifts his hips just enough to shove them down in one go, stopping right below his balls so his cock springs free. it’s thick, already hard and shiny with precum. it rests against his lower abs for a second before he wraps one of his hands around the base and gives it a slow stroke.
you don’t even think, your hand dives straight under the waistband of your shorts and panties and your fingers find your clit instantly, rubbing it as you match the rhythm of his hand on your screen.
he reaches for a bottle of lube and then squirts a generous amount into his palm. he wraps his hand around his cock again and starts stroking properly, twisting his wrist on every stroke, the lube making everything easier.
“fuck, that feels good”, he groans, his eyes half lidded as he looks straight into the camera, “you guys are really making me work for it tonight. keep those comments coming and maybe i’ll give you a show”
edgequeen: faster please
princessonline: stroke that cock for us
cumslut: edge us
he speeds up a little and his thighs tense, the precum leaking more now, mixing with the lube and dripping down his cock onto his balls. you’re panting now, one finger sliding through your soaked folds before you push it inside. you imagine it’s his finger instead, stretching you open. then, you enter another finger and you imagine it’s his cock now. your thumb moves to your clit while your other hand grips your phone so hard your knuckles ache.
“all of you here… watching me jerk off… you’re such filthy people, i bet half of you are touching yourselves right now, aren’t you?”, he says as he squeezes his cock harder, “go on then, watch me while you fuck yourselves”
your fingers move faster and your hips roll up to meet your hand. every time changbin moans or speaks, another rush of slick coats your fingers and a new moan escapes your lips.
he’s getting close, you can tell by the way his abs tighten and his strokes become shorter, more urgent. his free hand moves to grip the armrest of the chair, the veins standing out along his forearm.
“shit… i’m g-gonna come”, he says, his voice strained, “you want it? wanna watch me make a mess?”
edgequeen: yes yes
cumslut: make a mess on my pls
user69: i wanna suck your cock
changbin’s head tips back against the chair and then with a loud and broken groan, he starts to come, his cum shooting across his abs and chest. he keeps stroking through it until his cock twitches and softens slightly in his grip, his cum dripping down his torso in shiny streaks.
the sight pushes you over the edge, your own climax taking hold of you as your thighs shake and your back arches off your bed. you bite your lip to keep from moaning too loud but a broken whimper still escapes you.
changbin catches his breath, his chest heaving, and then he looks back at the camera with that same cocky smile.
“fuck… that was good. thanks for being here, you little freaks. i’ll do this again soon if you keep being so… generous”, he says as he wipes some of the cum off his chest with his fingers and then licks them clean, before he leans closer to the screen, “good night everyone”, he says, still grinning, and ends the livestream.
your screen goes black and you continue lying there, with your phone still clutched in your hand and your other hand still between your legs. your thighs are trembling and your panties and shorts are soaked through, and you’re sure even the sheets are wet.
you can’t believe you just came to changbin - your changbin - jerking off live for hundreds of strangers and you don’t know how you’re going to pretend that nothing has happened.
the next evening, you stand outside the gym and contemplate changing to a completely different one. you’re scared to face changbin today, not because of him, but because of you and how you may react, because if you had to be honest with yourself, you don’t trust yourself one bit. it was one thing to have a crush on him, but it’s something completely different to have watched him stroke his cock during a livestream while your fingers were buried inside you.
you pull your sleeves over your hands and take a deep breath. you can do this, nothing has happened, you saw nothing, you did nothing, you definitely didn’t watch him as you-
“no”, you say to yourself, shaking your head.
you’re going to act normal, that’s what you tell yourself, so you push the door open and enter the gym and as soon as you do-
“hey!”
your soul leaves your body and you whip your head up - changbin is behind the front desk, already smiling at you, like he always does. you feel your cheeks warm and immediately guilt fills you, because even though his livestream was public, you feel like you invaded something private, like you peeked behind a curtain you were never supposed to see
you don’t respond and he tilts his head, “you okay?”
“yeah”, you say, too fast and too loud, even for him, “i mean- yeah, i’m o-okay”
thank god you were gonna act normal today, apparently your brain resigned the second you saw him.
he narrows his eyes, “you sure?”
you don’t trust your voice so you just nod your head and he watches you for a moment longer before he shrugs.
“okay”
that’s it, no suspicion or weird looks, no sign that his life imploded overnight, even though yours absolutely did.
you hurry towards the locker room before you say something stupid or do something embarrassing… again. and when you leave the locker room, you avoid him for the first fifteen minutes, hoping it’s not too obvious, but it is, at least for him.
you stretch longer than usual, spend extra time on cardio, look at yourself in the mirror whenever he passes by, but still, you can feel him moving around the gym, he’s everywhere - you can see him talking with other people, spotting someone on bench press, talking with chan about protein powder, cleaning some of the machines so he doesn’t have to do it later.
and even though he’s acting completely normal, this makes it so much worse for you because when you hear him laughing, all your hear is his laugh last night when he was teasing you - on camera that is - and when you see him wiping sweat from his forehead, all you see is him stroking his cock with his precum and the lube.
you nearly trip over your own feet at the thought and he looks at you, his eyebrows raised.
focus, y/n.
you are here to work out, so you grab some dumbbells and start your set - one, two, three, four, easy. you can do this. five, six-
“your elbow’s too high”
you jump, not having heard him getting close to you.
“oh my god”, you say as you turn around to look at him, “you scared me!”
“i didn’t do anything”, he says, raising his hands and laughing at your reaction.
“i didn’t hear you”, you say laughing nervously.
changbin keeps looking at you, like he can tell there’s something you’re not telling him, but you just avoid eye contact again.
he steps closer to you, “you sure you’re okay?”
yes.
no.
not even close.
but you nod your head, “yeah, i’m good”
you look at him and that’s a big mistake, because all you can see is his smirk and his hands stroking his cock, those same hands you wished were on your body instead, that cock you wished-
“... okay”, he says, and then walks away, obviously not believing you but deciding not to push you any further right now.
you let out the breath you were holding and then shake your head. this is ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous. you’ve known changbin for almost a year and yet, it only took one livestream, one stupid livestream, for you not to know how to act around him anymore.
get it together please.
you pick up your dumbbells again and do one set, then a couple more. you focus on the burn in your muscles, on your breathing, on counting your reps, on anything except him. and for a while, it works, but it’s mostly because changbin stays busy and doesn’t stay close to you again.
you hear him talking and laughing with chan and you refuse to look but chan notices, because he has seen you walking around each other today for a while and this is so not like you. he squints his eyes at you, then at changbin when he isn’t looking, and he knows that something has happened, but he doesn’t know what.
you continue working out as the time passes and the gym slowly empties. the music gets quieter and the lights dim slightly, the people saying goodbye as they leave the gym and then, you see chan, waving at you.
“see you tomorrow, y/n!”
you wave back, “bye chan!”
but then, you realise.
wait.
chan is leaving?
already?
you look around and see that the treadmills are empty, the stretching mats abandoned. there’s no one near the squat racks, no one near the benches.
it’s just you and-
oh no.
you freeze and turn around, only to find changbin at the front desk, already looking at you, with his arms folded, and for once, he’s not smiling at you.
oh oh.
you immediately look away and turn around again, pretending to be very interested in wiping down your equipment. you hear movement behind you and you close your eyes, hoping that it’s not changbin walking to you, hoping that he won’t wanna talk, hoping that-
“you’ve been avoiding me”
of course, no such luck.
you sigh and then turn around slowly, only to find changbin standing a few feet away from you, with his arms still crossed and still not smiling.
you laugh nervously, “no, i haven’t”
he raises and eyebrow, “i don’t believe you”
you don’t reply and he takes this opportunity to take another step closer to you.
“did i do something?”, he asks you.
“no”
“then why are you acting so weird today?”
“i’m not acting weird”, you lie, looking at the floor.
“yes, you are”
“no, i’m not”
“y/n, you can’t even look me in the eye right now”
you open your mouth to say something but then close it because he’s right. you can’t look at him because every time you do, you remember last night and you feel a million things at the same time - you feel guilty, embarrassed, hot and weirdly… jealous? which makes absolutely no sense.
you groan and changbin blinks.
“why are you groaning?”, he says.
you cover your face with your hands, “ugh, i can’t do this”
“do what?”
you start pacing and he just follows you, trying to keep up.
“changbin, you don’t understand-”
“then help me understand”
“i can’t!”
“why not?”
“because it’s embarrassing!”
changbin blinks then.
embarrassing?
what do you mean?
he looks genuinely baffled now and you only groan louder and walk faster. changbin continues to follow you, walking faster so he can step closer to you, concern replacing annoyance now.
“you know”, he says, “you can tell me anything, right?”
you stop and turn to look at him, almost colliding with him because of how close he is, and then you can’t take it anymore.
“well, i can’t exactly tell you i watched you with your cock out last night, can i?”
everything stops, both of you completely silent now, you swear that you could hear a hair pin drop if it fell at that moment. he blinks and then you realise what you’ve said, the colour draining from your face instantly, and you regret everything - watching the live, going to the gym, talking to him, hell you regret even existing right now.
“w-what?”, he says.
you cover your face again, “oh my god”
changbin doesn’t move, he doesn’t even blink. you sigh and squeeze your eyes shut.
“i found your… account yesterday and i… i-i watched your livestream last night”, you say, your voice muffled behind your hands.
his mouth falls open and suddenly the pieces click together, why you avoided him and why you refused to meet his eyes, why you were acting weird today and stepping away from him. he starts laughing then, not a small chuckle, but a full and loud laugh that fills the gym.
“oh my god, that’s why you’ve been acting like this today?”, he says.
you drop your hands, your cheeks burning as you stare at him in stunned embarrassment. his laughter only makes it worse and somehow hotter at the same time.
“y/n, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. i’m not ashamed of doing it and i never said anything about it but i don’t hide it either. but what i wanna know is…”, he says, walking closer to you, that cocky smirk from last night returning, “why did you watch it, huh? you needed to relieve some tension? or were you just looking for a fun time, sweetheart?”
you can’t talk, no matter how hard you try, your words won’t leave your lips, no sounds will come out. he keeps walking towards you and you step back until your spine meets the cool surface of the mirror on the wall. he doesn’t stop walking, crowding into your space until his chest nearly brushed yours.
“is that why you kept stepping away from me today? because you couldn’t stop thinking about me? about what i did with my hands? about my cock? or is it because you couldn’t stop thinking about what my cock might feel like inside you?”
your brain short circuits and you feel yourself getting wet, embarrassingly fast. you’re not even listening to what he’s saying anymore, your eyes are locked on his mouth and the curve of his lips, and changbin is not oblivious, not anymore.
“of course you were, sweetheart”, he says and then he dives in.
his mouth captures yours in a hard and hungry kiss, one of his hands sliding up to cup the back of your neck while the other braces against the mirror beside your head. his tongue pushes past your lips, tasting you and the heat that’s been simmering inside you since last night explodes into something consuming.
his mouth is still locked on yours when he grabs the back of your thighs and lifts you off the floor. you yelp and wrap your legs around his waist, your arms flying around his neck. he laughs against your lips and then carries you across the room. your back hits the open stretch of the floor near the centre of the room, the carpet soft under your spine as he lowers you down and follows immediately, his body settling between your spread thighs. he breaks the kiss only long enough to smirk down at you, his eyes dark and hungry.
“look at you, already clinging to me like you’re starving for it... you spent all day running away from me and now you can’t keep yourself away from me”, he says.
his hands start working at your clothes, yanking your top up and over your head, tossing it aside without even looking. he drags your shorts down next, and your underwear too, leaving you completely naked under him. the cool air kisses your skin but it's nothing compared to the heat rolling off his body.
changbin doesn’t waste another second. he drops lower, his shoulders forcing your thighs wider and he buries his face straight between your legs. his tongue drags a thick and wet stripe up your slit before he seals his mouth over your clit and sucks hard, ripping a scream from your throat, because nothing has ever felt like this. your hips buck up against his mouth on their own, chasing whatever he is giving you, your fingers fisting into his hair and tugging hard enough to make him groan into your cunt.
you can’t stop rocking your hips against his face, grinding down on that wicked mouth while he eats you out like he’s been waiting for this exact moment since the day you first met. your head lolls to the side and that’s when you see the full length mirror reflecting everything - changbin’s broad shoulders between your thighs, his head moving as he licks and sucks, your own flushed face twisted in pleasure, your legs spread wide and open for him. the sight punches the air from your lungs and another broken scream tears out of you, louder than the first one.
changbin feels the sudden clench of your thighs and lifts his head just enough to follow your gaze. when he spots the mirror and realises you’re staring at your own reflection, watching him eating you out, he lets out a dark laugh against your folds.
“oh fuck, look at that. you’re getting even wetter just from seeing you like this”, he says as he slides two fingers into you without warning, curling them deep while his tongue returns to your clit, “i didn’t know you had this in you, sweetheart. getting off on watching me tongue-fuck you in the mirror. that’s such a fucking turn on”
his fingers move steadily, scissoring and twisting while he sucks your clit again. you keep grinding down on his mouth and hand, your hips rolling shamelessly as the wet sounds grow louder. you try to talk, to say anything, but you can’t, every time you open your mouth a scream comes out.
every time your eyes flick back to the mirror you see his tongue moving against you, see his fingers disappearing inside you and your own body shaking and desperate, begging for him. it pushes you higher and higher, until the coil in your stomach snaps without warning.
“c-changbin!”, that’s the only thing you can say and when he groans against your cunt, you finally collapse.
your orgasm crashes through you in a rush of heat and pulsing pleasure, your thighs clamping around his head as you scream his name again and again and flood his tongue with your arousal.
he doesn’t stop licking until you’re trembling and whimpering, still watching the mirror because you can’t look away. he finally pulls his mouth away from your soaked cunt but stays between your thighs, his lips shiny with your release as he watches you with that cocky little smirk.
“easy, sweetheart”, he says, “breathe for me”
his fingers start tracing your skin, calming your body and the waves inside you. he leans down and presses a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh, then another higher up. each press of his lips feels tender, almost sweet after how hard he just made you come.
you’re still floating, your chest heaving, as if you’re somewhere far away and not in the gym with him. you move your head and your eyes focus on him again and then you notice the thick and obvious bulge straining against the front of his pants. your gaze locks on it and something hungry flickers back to life inside you.
before he can say anything else, you push up on shaky arms, grab his shoulders and then shove him backwards until he’s sitting on the floor. he laughs when he sees you manhandle him, but he lets you have your fun, at least for now.
“fuck, look at you”, he says as you kneel between his spread legs, “so desperate to get your mouth on me. my sweet girl really can’t wait another second, can you?”
“n-no”, you say, your voice hoarse from all your moaning and screaming.
your hands move to the waistband of his pants, dragging them and his underwear down, letting his cock free. changbin just watches you with that same teasing grin, taking his t-shirt off before one of his hands comes up to stroke your cheek.
“you’ve been thinking about this since you watched me yesterday, haven’t you? or maybe you’ve thought about this before, huh?”, he says, teasing you, “well, i guess that now that you are here on your knees it doesn’t really matter”
you wrap your fingers around his cock and then lean in, dragging your tongue from the base to the tip. changbin’s head tips back with a groan as you take him into your mouth and start sucking him. his hand moves to your hair, tightening just a bit.
“that’s it, sweetheart. fuck… your mouth feels so g-good. such a good girl for me”
you moan around his cock at his words, the vibration making his body tremble. he keeps talking, his voice getting rougher as you bob your head, taking him deeper and deeper each time.
“fuck… i’m gonna come down your throat if you keep going like that. you want it? want me to fill that pretty mouth?”
you hum around his cock and then hollow your cheeks around it. changbin curses, his thighs flexing, and then he comes hard, his cum flooding your mouth.
“f-fuck, y/n!”
you swallow as he keeps coming, your throat working as he fills your mouth more and more, some of it spilling from the corner of your lips. when he stops twitching, you pull off and climb up into his lap, grabbing his face with both of your hands before you kiss him, letting him taste some of his cum that you haven’t swallowed in your mouth. he groans into the kiss, his hands moving to your waist as he licks into your mouth, both of you moaning as he tastes his own release.
his hands slide down to grip your hips and then he moves you until you’re sitting on top of him, with the head of his cock right against your entrance. both of you groan at the contact and he rocks his hips once, dragging the tip through your wetness and coating himself before he starts to push inside.
“fuck, you’re so wet again”, he says, “look at you, dripping all over my cock already. you want it that bad, sweetheart? want me to stretch this tight pussy open?”
you nod your head, your fingers digging into his shoulder as you sink down slowly until your ass meets his thighs when you’re fully seated on his cock.
“that’s it”, he says as a broken moan rips out of you, “such a good girl for me. i’ve thought about this since i first met you. i knew you’d be this tight, i knew you’d squeeze me so fucking good”
you start to move, rolling your hips as you feel him throb inside you which pulls more whimpers from your throat. changbin watches your face the whole time, his eyes dark and hungry.
“faster, sweetheart. ride me, show me how bad you need it”, his hands guide you, lifting and dropping you onto his cock, “so fucking messy. you’re soaking my cock... such a needy girl for me”
you moan louder, bouncing harder, “please, more, i- i need more”, you gasp.
“yeah? my sweet girl begging for more already? you want me to fuck you until you can’t think straight?”
you nod your head and then his hips snap up to meet every drop of your body, his cock hitting your spot.
“every time i had my hand around my cock, i pictured you like this. every time, i imagined filling your cunt… and now you’re taking it like you were born for me”
you clench around him at his words, a fresh wave of your arousal coating his cock and he groans, his fingers digging bruises into your hips, but you don’t fucking care, you never wanna stop.
“that’s right. f-fuck, you feel so good. keep riding me, sweetheart, use my cock”, he moans.
your movements grow frantic, your thighs burning as you slam down again and again. you whimper, too far gone to form full sentences now.
“p-please… changbin… fuck me h-harder”
he growls and then flips you both. your back hits the floor again with a soft thud and he’s on top of you again, shoving your thighs wide apart. he lines up and slams back inside in one thrust. you scream, your back arching off the floor as he starts pounding into you without mercy.
“f-fuck, yes”, you moan as his hips snap against yours.
“this is what you wanted isn’t it? getting fucked stupid, as you scream for me, begging for more”
you can’t stop the sounds pouring out of you, high and broken moans and desperate pleas, “please, please, don’t stop- harder, fuck me harder”
your nails rake down his back, your legs locking around his waist as he thrusts into you over and over again. he leans down and kisses you hard, swallowing your cries. when he pulls back, his lips are shiny and his voice is completely wrecked.
“that’s my girl. so fucking loud for me”, he says and then he angles his hips, grinding deep on every thrust, “i’m gonna make you come again. i’m gonna make you scream my name again. you want that, sweetheart?”
you nod your head, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes from the intensity.
“yes- fuck, yes”
his pace turns savage, his hips slamming into you with bruising force, every thrust making you scream much louder than before. you’re right on the edge, your body wound tight and then changbin reaches between your bodies and rubs your swollen clit, completely shattering you. you come with a broken scream, your walls clenching his cock, which makes changbin curse and then come with you, his cum filling you, pushing his release as deep as he can while you both shake and moan against each other’s mouths.
he stays buried inside you, his forehead pressed to yours as you both pant hard. his cock twitches with the last weak pulses and then he kisses you again, tasting the salt on your skin from how much you’re both sweating.
“fuck”, he says against your lips, “you’re incredible”
you slowly pull away from him to look at him properly - his hair is a mess and you’re pretty sure yours is worse, but he’s smiling at you, not the cocky smirk from before, but a soft and genuine smile and then he brushes damp strands of hair from your forehead.
he leans down and kisses you, his tongue sliding against yours like he’s savouring every second. when he pulls back just enough to speak, his lips brush yours with every word.
“so… you’ve got a little crush on me, huh? watched my livestream like a good girl and got yourself off while i stroked my cock for strangers”
you groan, your face burning, and you try to hide against his neck but he just chuckles and leans down again to kiss the corner of your mouth.
“don’t hide now, sweetheart. i like knowing you were touching this pretty pussy while you watched me. makes me feel special”, he says as his hand slides down to squeeze your hip, his thumb stroking circles over your skin, “and every single time i jerked off? not only on screen? it was you i was thinking about. your face and your mouth. and this tight pussy i’m still buried in”
the filthy confession makes your walls clench around him again and the only thing you can do is grab his face with your hands and drag him back down into another kiss, desperate and messy as you moan into his mouth, your tongues sliding together one more time. he groans, his hips twitching and humping again, and he kisses you just as hungrily, sucking on your lower lip before he nips it lightly.
he pulls away a bit, breathing hard, his eyes bright and big as he looks at you.
“we should probably talk about this new… discovery over some late night dinner tonight, my treat. what do you say, sweetheart? you’re gonna let me take you out?”
“yeah”, you say, nodding your head without hesitation, still panting, and your lips still swollen from his kisses.
changbin grins, wide and bright, and then he pulls out of you with a wet sound that makes you both hiss. before you can protest the sudden emptiness, he stands up and scoops you up in his arms, cradling you against his chest. your arms loop around his neck and your fingers move to his hair, while his hands stay under your thighs and across your back.
he starts walking towards the showers, pressing soft kisses along your jaw and down your throat.
“i’ve got to get you cleaned up first”, he says against your skin, his voice warm and teasing, “can’t take my girl out for dinner when she’s still leaking my cum down her thighs”, he nips at your earlobe, chuckling when you shiver.
you hide your face in his neck, your body already humming with fresh arousal at his words. changbin kicks the bathroom door open with his foot, still carrying you and then he turns the shower on, its sounds echoing in the room as he keeps murmuring filthy words against your skin.
a/n: the second part of live: unfiltered is up!! thank you for all of your love and i hope you like this one as much as the first one! next up: our sweet and innocent seungmin 😇
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