• (monsta x) Changkyun x reader (fem.)
Author’s Note: as we all know by now i am a h*e for changkyun, so i got extremely carried away with this one.......don’t judge me 🙄 anyways, thanks for murdering me with this one anon 🥴❤️ drabble prompt: 9. “Quit it, or I’ll bite.”
“Let it go,” you spoke through gritted teeth, your chest heaving as you held onto the tv remote like your life depended on it. Changkyun was doing the same, his grip a little more firm on the plastic, but he knew yours wouldn’t let up. The both of you were contorted in a somewhat uncomfortable position on the couch in a vicious fight over the remote. You insisted on starting a new Netflix series and he was demanding that you finish the last season of Stranger Things. Only the two of you would get in a petty argument like this over something as simple as what tv show to watch.
“No, you let go,” he said, his arm around you, gripping the remote in his fingers with his knuckles turning white. You realized in this position that your hand was in the perfect place to tickle his side. So you took the risk in stretching your fingers until they could tickle the skin of his exposed waist. The growl that came from his throat turned you on more than it intimidated you, and what he said next definitely didn’t help the excitement flooding to your core.
“Promise?” you asked, the smallest hint of a moan in your voice. Changkyun heard it, and he wished you hadn’t said that because he was growing harder in his sweatpants by the second. When you wiggled your fingers again, brushing them along the V of his abdomen, he growled once again. This time he kept his promise and bit the first spot he could reach, which was your shoulder. When you responded with a lust-filled groan he couldn’t stop himself from rutting his hips against your thigh.
You chuckled teasingly, “Are you getting turned on, baby boy?”
“I thought I told you not to call me that,” his voice was rough as he maneuvered himself to cage you underneath him against the couch. His lips were as close to your ear as they could get, his teeth daring to reach out and nip at your throat before soothing the spot with the slightest flick of his tongue. When you moaned once more he took the liberty of kissing the skin.
“But you like it don’t you?”
He smirked against your skin and you felt it, a smile creeping onto your face too, “Maybe.”
Your hands went to the waistband of his pants, tugging gently at them to lower them on his hips, hoping and praying he’d get the hint and demolish you right there on the couch. The hint was taken, but he wanted to play with you first. He mocked you for being desperate before lifting your shirt, exposing your braless chest. He bit his lip subtly before latching them to your breast as the other one was cupped and kneaded by his other hand. Your back arched off the couch cushion, your legs wrapping around his waist to feel him against you.
“You really know how to get me going, baby,” you whispered the words into his hair as your fingers tangled into it. You were living for the way his lips and teeth marked up your chest, wishing everyone could see his art.
His kisses trailed further down quickly, stopping at your waistband to pull the shorts off of you along with your underwear.
“I always know what my baby wants,” he said, his piercing glistening as his brow raised with the smirk on his lips, “Which is why I’m not giving it to you.”
You groaned in annoyance as he stayed far away from where you wanted him, opting to leave kisses and teeth marks along your thighs that he worshipped so much. He felt good but not nearly as good as he would feel on your heat which was now throbbing for him. You heard him laugh lowly at your neediness.
“Well if I can’t get what I want, can I give you what you want?” you asked, knowing that you could get him eventually after you sucked him off. That was always when he was the weakest, but he could see right through you.
“No,” was all he said before he stood up, finally freeing himself of his clothes before sitting on the couch like he had been before all of this started. He tapped his thighs, “Ride me.”
You rolled your eyes, going to sit on his lap facing him when he harshly grabbed your hips and turned you until you faced away from him. His hand on your waist made you wait as his other hand, wet from his spit, prepared his length for you. When he felt sufficient, he eased you back and down onto him, soft moans leaving the both of you as your core made room for him. The back of your thighs rested on the top of his, his hands rubbing up and down the inside of your thighs as his lips peppered kisses over your shoulder blades.
“You feel so good, every damn time,” he mumbled against your skin. You whimpered as his commanding hands pried your legs further apart, his hips starting to move against yours. You took the liberty of moving up and down along his member, causing the most euphoric feelings in the both of you. He licked his fingertips and found your clit with little to no effort, knowing your body like the back of his hand. Your instinct was always to shut your thighs, and he knew that, which is why he made sure to keep your other thigh open with his free hand. Your head fell back against his shoulder, his teeth and kisses taking purchase on your now exposed throat.
“Are you close, baby girl?” his voice could be classified as an aphrodisiac as far as you were concerned. He was thrusting faster and faster up into you from how wet you were growing from his words alone. The clitoral stimulation was just the icing on the cake. “Did you hear me, baby?”
You whimpered and nodded, your fingers on one hand gripping the wrist that was between your thighs and the other reaching up to tug on his black hair. You knew that drove him crazy, and you definitely weren’t wrong this time. Another animalistic mewl erupted from the back of his throat as his grip on your thigh grew dangerously rough and the movement of his hips grew erratic. You started tightening your walls around him, knowing that’s just what he needed to come undone.
“Fuck,” he hissed, his teeth sinking onto the sensitive spot of your throat as he came inside of you. His fingers didn’t stop though, not letting up until your orgasm came, which wasn’t long now. His hands helped you shift along his length, giving you the friction you needed for your orgasm to hit.
When it finally came, you were left catching your breath, your grip on his wrist growing slack as his ministrations stopped. His fingertips dipped between your folds before he slipped out of you carefully. Once you were standing, you turned to see him licking you off of his fingers.
“Sweet as always,” he commented before bending down to pick up his boxers off the floor.
You chuckled, also grabbing your discarded clothes off of the floor and couch cushions, “You came first, so we’re starting that new show when I get back from cleaning up.”
Changkyun stared at you with his mouth slacked open, “How is that fair?”
“It just is,” you smiled, disappearing around the corner to change, leaving him growing hard again from how weak you made him, even if he didn’t get what he wanted in the end.
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