It is January 2024 and I come to you with an updated version of My Men as a Venn Diagram.
Note: I do not claim anyone that does not belong in the baby category as one of my biases
Note: Names added in no particular order
You wake up to your sweet, loving boyfriend trying to get you exactly where he wants you to be. How else is he going to treat you right? Sleep be damned.
āŗāŗ Genre: Smut (legit just filth)
āŗāŗ Rating: 18+ (explicit s-x)
āŗāŗ Pairing: Mingyu x f.Reader
āŗāŗ Wordcount: 2.4k
āŗāŗ Warnings: oral (f.rec), s-x while half asleep/waking up, it's very consensual tho, manhandling and holding her in place, bit of biting as well, Mingyu is so drunk on her wow, they cute tho, unprotected s-x (in a relationship, be safe!), cr-ampie, petnames, praise, begging? lemme know if I missed smt because this was a lot...
āŗāŗ Wonwoo ver.
āŗāŗ uh idk what possessed me we don't have to talk about it but thanks to @homerunhansol for validating me for this <3 you're a darling
A heavy honeyād voice breaks through your slumber, calling your name in the dark. The lisp still spills through his lips that trace places on your body you canāt quite pinpoint. Heās everywhere. Hands firm on your thighs, teeth above the band of your shorts. His breath is hot, your skin flourishing with goosebumps where he drags his blunt nails along your hips.Ā
āUp, baby,ā Mingyu whispers, pulling at your frame. Heās insistant yet careful, lifting your lower body just enough to do what he wants. Enough to give himself the space to drag your shorts and panties down past the swell of your ass with his teeth. Still half fogged by sleep, still twisted into the sheets, you canāt quite grasp what exactly heās trying to do. But his nose trailing down the curve of your ass says enough. āI got you,ā he breathes into your skin, palm smoothing down the expanse of your back.Ā
You mumble back, nothing in particular. Your own words are lost to you, drowned into the pillow that you clutch closer as you press your chest closer to the mattress. Inadvertently tilting your bottom close to him. All you can feel now is your lover and the warmth spreading from wherever he caresses you to the centre between your thighs. There where he places his hand and groans into you at the feeling of you grinding down on him purely out of instinct. When did you get this wet?
āBaby,ā he tries again, hands sliding back to your hips, thumbs digging into your skin. Creating beautiful divots and crescent moon shapes with his nails.Ā
You hum, not wanting to open your eyes, not wanting to awaken from this dream.Ā
He chuckles, teeth nipping at your ass. āGonā make you feel good, yeah? Just lift your hips for me.ā
A frown creases your forehead, but you comply. Following the guidance of his palms alongside the sweet touch of his lips to your skin is easy. Holding yourself up? Not so much. You whine in frustration and he grins audibly almost. It rumbles from his throat, rough-edged by his own sleep. What time is it even? You let him shuck you up the bed again, tilting your hips up and pressing your shoulders into the bed. Your back arches, your thighs spread just enough to leverage you and it burns.Ā
āGyu,ā you whimper.Ā
Nothing prepared you for the way he licks a fat stripe down your folds without so much as a warning. You spiral from there. Youāve always been sensitive in the morning. Arousal ripples through your body, spasms shaking your legs as he thumbs your clit with practiced ease. You crumble, legs giving in and body colliding with the bed again.Ā
But Mingyu is anything if not determined. He grabs you again, perhaps a bit too firmāwhy should you care, youāre his to ruin. Any time, any day, any place. Like here in your bed, where he manoeuvres you into the exact position thatāll let him comfortably eat you out from behind. Gives him the perfect view of your tits pressed into your pillow, folds spread and ass on display.Ā
He groans so deeply, once again sinking his teeth into the flesh of your ass. Thick fingers find their home inside of you, sliding in with so little resistance that you hiccup when his knuckles brush your clit. Shudders course through you when he twists them, angling his wrist just so that he canāyou collapse onto the bed once more.Ā
Your whine is so high in your throat, thighs burning with the effort of holding yourself up. Youāre not awake enough for this, yet not asleep enough to not feel how empty you are now.Ā
āYou okay?ā Mingyu whispers, airy and fanned out over the back of your thigh. āTired?ā
You nod, to both. āGyu,ā you whine, tilting your body towards him despite your exhaustion.
It has him cursing. An under his breath sound that you know all too well. Like you know him. Like you know that he isnāt going to rest until he eats you out exactly how he has envisioned in the moments leading up to this. And you need it, because having just a dip of his fingers in you is never enough. That one swipe of his tongue unlocked an ache between your thighs that needs quelling. God, what a way to wake up.Ā
He shifts, pushing your body a little further up the bed. āLet me try something, hmm? Pretty girl.ā The words stir something in you, butterflies in your stomach, warmth in your cheeks. He once again lifts your hips off the bed, enough to have you plant your knees on the bed. āRelax.ā He spreads your thighs, a familiar feeling from all the times heās been between them. Spreads them wide as if to accomodate his shoulders.
You hiccup in frustration. āLemme turn,ā you mumble, attempting to raise yourself.Ā
A large hand firmly lands between your shoulder blades, keeps you pinned, warm and snug within the covers of your shared bed. āStay there, wanā you like this.ā His voice is so beautiful like this, laced with lust and muddled by sleep in a way that only he could make hot. Or maybe itās because heās still so close to your arching core.Ā
Mingyu presses you down, almost until your stomach grazes the bed and somehowā¦somehow the bed provides enough pushback to keep you spread like that. On your knees but spread outwards, upper body to the covers, ass up. The arch of your back is delectable, like an early-morning stretch. You canāt imagine the view heās got. Heās always loved looking at you, any which way youād let him. But like this? Open and waiting for him? All his? It must be amongst his favourite.
He mumbles another curse into your thigh, after which the mattress suddenly jostles. A bounce nearly throws you off your balance if it wasnāt for his strong arms coiling around your thighs. Be the angleāshit. Heās slid himself under you. The position has given him just enough space to get his head right under your cunt, exactly where he wants to be. And then heā
āMin-Mingyu!ā His lips suction your clit fast and hard. His mouth is wet, hot, tongue firm and rough. A hand palms your ass, and youāre sure youāre pressing his head down with your body. Why would he care? Heād let you suffocate him. And you would. If it didnāt mean youād never get to have this again. Youād never give up the wet warmth of his mouth on you.Ā
He almost moans louder than you when you slide a hand down to grab his hair. You canāt ride his face, body too tired and angle too tight. He basically has you pinned tight, his own angle perfect. Perfect to slide two fingers right back into you where they belong. Twists and turns them until he can rub at the walls just how you like.Ā
Scratch that, you love it. Love the way he pushes and pulls you, makes you shudder and moan and shake over him. The sound of his fingers fucking into you is slick, but not as wet as his mouth over your clit. He slurps, groans, growls even. Presses you so close that you wonder if he can even breathe. The hot puff of air against your core confirms it. Makes it so much worse. Has you keening for him, whinging, writhing. He revels in it. And youāre sure that if you could see him, heād be rock hard, cock straining against his toned stomach.Ā
You whine his name for the umpteenth time that morning, day, nightāyou have no clue. All you know is that your orgasm is quickly approaching. Rocketting your body to be awake. To feel the full extent of his ministrations. The firm grip on your ass, the muscles of his arms coiling against your thighs, teeth and tongue at your clit. The perfect pleasure pain. Perfect, like him and his little grin at your core. Because he knows, he knows youāre close and you canāt do anything about it. Not when heās bent you into such a tight position. Youāre all his to devour.Ā
And devour you he shall.Ā
He shifts, pushes his body to yours. Then he stops. Mouth detaching from you just for a second while his fingers spread you open. He holds you there and you hate that you canāt see him. Want to see his dark eyes cloud over with lust.Ā
āWish you could see yourself. So fucking wet for me.āĀ
You shake, breath heavy, trying to push closer. āPlease.ā
āGood girl,ā he chuckles.Ā
The loudest moan yet rips from your throat as he slides his tongue in between his fingers. Laps at your walls like heās got something to reach. And in true Mingyu fashion, he manages to settle the tip of his nose right over your clit. It gives you just enough stimulation to tumble back to that edge. The pleasure is sharp, your fall fast and so easy. Because what are you if not weak for him?
His name falls from your lips like a mantra, begging him for anything but for him to stop. He doesnāt. He never truly does. Couldnāt edge you if he wanted to, and he never does want to. He works you so close, takes you to that sweet sweet edge, walls pulsing on his tongue. The vibrations of his moans send delicious shivers down your legs and up your spine. Slick noises drowned out by his. By the rumbling in your ears when your impending orgasm crashes through you.Ā
He sucks back to your clit as it hits, doubling the hit of your peak. Has you screaming, burying your face into your pillow to muffle it. Thighs straining to close but being unable to. He holds you open. Holds you close so he can take anything you give him. Sucks up the slick against your folds, nibbles on them as you come down.Ā
Then, he lets out a breathy giggle. āAlways so sensitive in the morning.ā Sweet, sweet words, spoken against your inner thigh. āSo good for me,ā he muses, nuzzling your skin before slipping out from under you.Ā
You canāt even collapse, so tired, the aftermath of your orgasm settling in your bones. āHelp,ā you whisper with a lazy smile.Ā
āHmm, come here.ā Mingyu crawls up next to you, guiding your body to turn into him. One thigh to the mattress, the other up and over his hip. You shiver when his cock nudges your hip. Of course heās hard, always is when he eats you out.Ā
Normally youād offer to suck him off, ride him even. What is such an orgasm good for if not an excuse to treat your loving boyfriend. But your body is still recovering, still attempting to separate your deep slumber from the throat of pleasure. Youād sign up for this more often if it didnāt feel like your entire system crashed. Mingyu knows you too well.Ā
He kisses up your neck, sucks at a mark he left there previously. His cock slides into the crease where your thigh meets your hip. Itās rough, bare skin on skin, but it provides him with relief. āThink you can take me, baby?ā
You groan. Never would you deny the feeling of him filling you, spreading you better than his fingers. Reaching places you never thought youād needed touched. But he always delivered 110%. Ruined you for anyone else. Though youāre not sure if you can right now, your body still slack in his embrace. āDonā know, Gyu,ā you whisper, āYou got me good.āĀ
āI know.ā He nudges his nose with yours, finally kisses you. Parts his mouth against yours to taste youāto have you taste the remnants of yourself on his tongue. āJust-.ā He shudders with another rock of his hips to yours. āāM close, just wanna feel you. Wonā be long, promise.ā Sleep is still etched into his features, drowned into his voice. Your room is still dark enough for morning to not have arrived. It canāt have, with how tired you both feel.Ā
Mingyu again rocks his hips forward, stuttering. You reach to touch, feel the desperate twitch of his length when you graze your fingers over the tip. Itās wet with precum. He really must be close.Ā
He rolls you onto your back properly, traces the edges of your face while he fucks up into your palm. Holds you just so he can look into your eyes. His own brown eyes sleepy, gaze filled with a tiny bit of mirth and a lot of arousal. āPlease?ā he whimpers with another kick of his hips.Ā
Who are you to deny him when he begs so sweetly? You spread your legs, undulate for him, help him guide his length into you. Your body arches into his, the stretch barely there but the flush of overstimulation sets your nerves alight briefly. Youāre so full and so content and you donāt need to cum even if you probably could. The sensation of him shivering against youābody sliding over yours, desperately holding back to not jostle you too muchāis enough.
He whines, high in his throat, teeth sinking into your skin to muffle himself. You card you fingers through his hair, whisper praise to his ear. Soothe him as he slides back and forth through your slick warmth. He doesnāt need much. A dozen thrusts and heās moaning through his orgasm. Fills you up perfectly.Ā
āGood God,ā he grumbles, collapsing on top of you.Ā
You laugh, air punched out of your lungs by his weight. āDitto.ā You keep your fingers going through his hair, knowing he wonāt pull out until heās fully sated and gone soft. More than before, you feel awake. Able to now appreciate the tan, muscled limbs strewn out over yours. You kiss the top of his head tenderly.Ā
āSay,ā you whisper, āWhat got into you?ā
He huffs, lips pressed to your breast. āYou were whining my name in your sleep.ā He cranes his head back to look at you. āThe sexy kind of whining.ā
Your eyes widen. āOh.ā Heat creeps up your chest and to your cheeks. You canāt even remember what you couldāve been dreaming about? All you remember is waking up to his hands on your ass and his breath on your core.Ā
Mingyu chuckles, kisses your sternum. āWhat were you dreaming about, pretty girl?ā
You shrug. āDonāt remember.āĀ
He looks at you offended to not receive the information heās looking for. So cute.Ā
You kiss his forehead. āWhatās it matter when the real thing is so much better?ā
Letting you guys know that I'd LOVE to hear your thoughts on this, it's my first time posting pwp lmaoo jfkdsjl I was really nervous about it but yeah...let me know!
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Ive been so absorbed into this ateez demon/angel fic its fucking crazy because what about angel!Yunho and demon!San and best friend Hongjoong&Mingi and *ahhh* i just hate that i struggle with the romance side of this oneā¦
Please someone help me i need help pls just dm me or smt if u wanna hear me ramble i need to know if its good
Ive been so absorbed into this ateez demon/angel fic its fucking crazy because what about angel!Yunho and demon!San and best friend Hongjoong&Mingi and *ahhh* i just hate that i struggle with the romance side of this oneā¦
Please someone help me i need help pls just dm me or smt if u wanna hear me ramble i need to know if its good
Ive been so absorbed into this ateez demon/angel fic its fucking crazy because what about angel!Yunho and demon!San and best friend Hongjoong&Mingi and *ahhh* i just hate that i struggle with the romance side of this oneā¦
Please someone help me i need help pls just dm me or smt if u wanna hear me ramble i need to know if its good
Considering working on an old demon/angel plot I have. Whatās you guysā opinion on whether ateez would be demon or angel or human? Doesnt have to be a 50/50 split!
Considering working on an old demon/angel plot I have. Whatās you guysā opinion on whether ateez would be demon or angel or human? Doesnt have to be a 50/50 split!
Considering working on an old demon/angel plot I have. Whatās you guysā opinion on whether ateez would be demon or angel or human? Doesnt have to be a 50/50 split!
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I do think this is an interesting topic esp when i think about exploring this non-sexually. I'm not sure if it would precisely work for the reader in this situation due to some other things. However I think I can play with aspects of this while not going completely into it. Thanks!!
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