Hey!!! I really love your fics and I was wondering if you could write a fic about first time with seungcheol where y/n is surprised about how big cheol is. You don’t have to write this if you’re not comfortable doing it. Thank you muuuuch ☺️
This took me entirely to long to answer I'm sorry!!
I'v been really sick the past couple of months and haven't been writing. I hope you enjoy <3
WC : 2081
TW: P in V, Unprotected, First time together, Size Kink
You knew Seungcheol was big, 'packing' as they say, youd be silly not to think that. He was 5'10, a whole 9 inches taller then you. His body was built, corded in muscle from hours at the gym and in the dance studio. Not to mention all the time's you sat on his lap, you could FEEL him. The way he always wears baggier pants because he says they are more comfortable. And lets not forget about his personality. It screamed 'BDE' So why in the world were you, on your back on his bed, eyes blown wide as you feel him press into you as he looms over you.
The two of you have danced around the idea of sleeping together for months now since you started dating, But you insisted you wait, you werent ready. Not after the last two guys you were seeing who after you slept with them a few times they up and vanished. You wanted to wait till you knew this was serious, and Seungcheol understood. He got it and would never pressure you into something you weren't ready for. That didn't stop the heavy make out sessions though, which is how you ended up there, in his room on your back with him over you.
Your legs on each side of him, his arms by your head, his face burried in your neck as he covers it with small bites and soothing licks, like a couple of teenagers. His hips having a mind of their own press into the aprex of you legs. You can feel just how big he actually is. The friction causing a jolt of pleasure to flow through you and a small whimper to slip out. Eye wide as he pulls back to look at you. "I'm...I'm sorry to far" he stammers out clearly flustered trying to climb off of you. Your hand shooting out, grabbs the front of his t-shirt "No wait" you whisper, your voice barely audible. "dont stop"you say pulling him closer, nose to nose, "I want you" you say, lips ghosting over his.
He pulls back, eyes searching your. "Are you sure?" he asks hesitantly, his voice gruff. Your hands grip his shirt a little tighter, as you nod your head. "Yes" your voice low. "I'm sure" His gummy smile you love so much, spreads across his face before he leans down to smash his mouth to yours. He deepens the kiss. You moan softly, arching your back, pressing yourself against him. His hand slides down to the hem of your shirt before slipping under. His touch burning your skin as he slides up to your ribs.
He breaks the kiss, his breath ragged as he pulls back to look at you. "I've wanted you for so long," he admits. "I've dreamed of this moment, of you, of us." You cant help the smirk that plays on your lips. "Then show me" you say as you reach down and grip the hem of his shirt, gently pulling it up his body. "Show me what you have been dreaming about" The low throaty chuckle he lets out as he takes his shirt off is like music to your ears. You cant take your eyes off his body. You have never seen anything more attractive.
"Your turn" he says as his gripp's the bottom of your shirt. You put your hands up as he pulls it off of you. His hands moving quickly, reaching behind you and unclasping your bra before helping pull it off you. "You are beautiful" He says as he gazes down at you, his eyes racking over your body, taking in every dip and curve of your exposed skin. He leans in cupping your face as he gives you a deep kiss before pulling away. Slowly he begins to slide his hands down your body. His fingers tracing your shoulder, over the curve of your breasts down to your hip till he meets the waistband of your pants.
He hooks his fingers beneath the fabric, pulling them down slowly, his eyes never leaving yours. You lift your hips, helping him as he slides the pants off, leaving you in just your little red thong.
He leans down, his lips trailing kisses down your neck, your collarbone, your breasts. You arch into his touch, your body aching with need. His hands slide but the outside of your thighs till he is met with the thin strip that hold the fabric of your panties in place. His fingers hooking into the waistband of them, pulling down slowly over your thighs till he pulls them off your ankles. As he reveals your most intimate parts, he takes a moment to admire you, his eyes dark with desire. "You're perfect," he murmurs, his voice filled with awe.
You reach for him, pulling him closer smashing your lips into him. Craving him, his touch, his heat, his everything. Youv never felt this needy before. He complies, his body covering yours, his weight pressing you into his mattress. You can feel the hard length of him pressing against you, and you can't wait any longer. Your hands drag down his back till you meet the waistband of his sweats. You try, and fail to push them over his very full ass. "Off" you mumble against his lips as you again paw at the waistband of the pants.
Seungcheol chuckles against your lips, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. He pulls back slightly, his eyes meeting yours. "Impatient, are we?" he teases. You roll your eyes at him as he sits up. Without waiting for a response, his hands go to the waistband of his sweats. You watch, as he slowly pushes them down over his hips, down his thighs slowly reveling his cock to you. Its hard and thick and to big it cant fully stand to attention with a pretty pink head thats already glistening in the low lights of the room.
He fully steps of of his sweats and girps his cock, And your brain short circuts. Youv never seen a dick as big as his in your life. By the smirk on his face, he clearly notices your reaction, and is clearly pleased with the effect he's having on you. He strokes himself slowly, his eyes never leaving yours. "Like what you see?" he asks, his voice a low, teasing drawl. You can only nod, your mouth dry, the ability to form words leaving you completely. You've never seen anything so raw, so utterly perfect. The sight of him, so confident and unapologetic in his desire, sends a rush of heat through your body, wetness pooling between your legs.
He climbs back onto the bed, his body covering yours once more as he hovers over you before leaning in to once again kiss you. His hand traveling down your stomach going lower till he finds your center. Slowly he slides his finger through your lips, coating his finger in your wetness till they meet your clit. His presses circles in you with a teasing precision, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. You gasp into his kiss, your body arching into his touch, craving more. He takes his time, his finger moving in slow, deliberate circles, building your pleasure with each pass. He breaks the kiss, his breath ragged as he looks down at you, "You're so wet," he murmurs, his voice a low growl. "So ready for me."
You can only nod, your voice stolen. He slides a finger inside you, then another, stretching you, preparing you for what's to come. He leans down, his lips capturing one of your nipples, sucking and nipping until you're writhing beneath him. His fingers moving at slowly agonizing pace in and out. "Cheol" You whimper "Please" you can't help but reach down, your hand wrapping around his length. He's hot and hard, velvety soft skin over steel, and you can feel the pulse of his heartbeat beneath your touch. Seungcheol groans, his hips thrusting into your hand. "You're driving me crazy," he mutters, "I need to be inside you."
"Please" you say again. His eyes meet yours, a hint of amusement. "Impatient, aren't we?" he teases, but there's no mistaking the urgency in his movements as he positions himself at your entrance, the head of his cock pressing against you. You can feel the stretch, the burn, as he slowly pushes inside, inch by agonizing inch. You gasp, your body arching to accommodate him, your nails digging into his back. He's big, so big, and you can feel every ridge, every vein, as he fills you completely. He pauses, giving you a moment to adjust, his breath ragged, his body trembling with restraint. "You okay?" he asks. You nod, your voice barely a whisper. "Yes. More please."
His thrusts become more urgent, his body moving against yours in a steady rhythm. His hands grip your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he drives into you, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. You wrap your legs around him, pulling him closer, urging him deeper. Leaning over you, hands on each side of your head. The sensation is overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain that leaves you gasping for breath. You can feel every inch of him, the way he fills you completely, stretching you to your limit.
His breath is hot against your ear, his voice a low growl. "Feel so good," he murmurs, into your skin. "So tight. So wet." You can only moan in response, your body lost in the sensation of him moving inside you. Your hands roam his back, his shoulders, his ass, feeling the play of muscles beneath his skin. You can feel the sweat slicking your bodies, the slide of skin against skin, the heat building between you. He pulls back, his eyes meeting yours. "I want to see you come," he says, his voice a low command. "I want to feel you fall apart around me." You can feel your orgasm building, your body tensing, ready to explode. "Seungcheol," you gasp, your voice a plea. "I'm close. So close."
He increases his pace, his hips moving faster, his thrusts more urgent. You meet him stroke for stroke, your body arching into his, your breath coming in short, sharp gasps. The pleasure builds, a coiled spring ready to snap. And then it does, your body convulsing as waves of pleasure wash over you. You cry out his name, your body clamping down on him, milking him for all he's worth. He groans, his body tensing as he finds his own release, spilling himself inside you, filling you with his cum.
As the waves of your orgasm subside, your bodies entwined, your breaths slowly returning to normal. Seungcheol's weight on top of you is comforting, his skin hot and slick against yours. You can feel his heartbeat, strong and steady, against your chest. He lifts his head, looking down at you. "You're incredible," he murmurs, his voice soft and husky. "So beautiful when you come." You smile, your cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. "So are you," you reply, your voice barely a whisper. "I've never felt anything like that before." He chuckles, a low, satisfied sound. "Neither have I," he admits, his eyes never leaving yours. "You drive me crazy, you know that?"
You reach up, cupping his cheek. "Good crazy, I hope," you tease, a playful smile tugging at your lips. He leans into your touch, his eyes closing for a moment. "The best kind," he murmurs. After a moment he slowly lifts himself, slowly inching out of you, you let out a breath at the slight pain and emptiness. Your only without his touch for a moment as he lays down next to yo on the bed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest. Laying a gentel kiss on your head as you listen to his heartbeat.
"You okay?" he asks, his voice low in your ear. You nod, a contented sigh escaping your lips. "More than okay," you reply, your voice drowsy with satisfaction. His arms tighten around you. "Good," he murmurs. "Because I plan on doing that to you again. And again. And again." You let out a small giggle in response. "Im really glad we waited" he says before placing another kiss to the top of your head. "Yeah, me to" You smile to your self, knowing this time you made the right choice.
TW : Enemies to ???, Brothers best friend Yuhno, Teasing, nickname (Sunshine) masterbation, fingering, mind games,
You could pin point the exact moment, you decided you hated Jeong Yunho. It wasn't when you were 4 and he stole your butterfly net, or when you were 7 and and he used all the slides for your microscope without asking. It wasn't when he copied your science fair project or when he removed all the labels from the bottles in your micro-chem kit. No the moment you felt pure, unbridled hatred for Jeong Yunho was when you were 13 years old and he announced that he would be going to MIT for physics when he graduated high school. That wouldn't have been a problem if that wasn't your exact plan as well. And how did Yunho know your plans, well you could thank your big mouth twin brother, and Yunho's best friend, Mingi, for telling him every aspect of your life.
You learned from an early age you would be stuck with Yunho in some compacity of life with how close him and Mingi were. But you thought it would end after high school. You thought college was going to be a fresh start for you. No longer competing with him, no longer trying to be one step ahead of him. All through high school you pushed yourself. You didn't party, you studied like it was your life force. In the end it was all for not. Sure you graduate with a 4.0 but Yunho beat you by 1 point for valedictorian. When acceptance letters go out, Yunho gets his first and of course he got into MIT. Your's comes three days later, along with Mingi's. All three of you getting accepted.
Sure MIT wasn't huge but you thought you could at least avoid Yunho durning the day. It didn't help that you knew he would be at the apartment you shared with your brother 90% of the time. So your anger was justified when Yunho's dumb face showed up in more than half your classes that first day. His face breaking into a smug smile as he sat behind you, leaning forward as he did to say "Its just like old times" knowing it would get to you.
That was two months ago, and you haven't said one word to him since. Not a single word spoken in class, not one hello muttered when you leave your bedroom and find his lengthy frame on your couch with Mingi. Not even a look back at him now as you'r sitting in a stuffy lecture hall in a Modern Astrophysics class with Yunho's foot tapping the back of your chair. You refuse to acknowledge that the action is getting under your skin, doing so would give him the satisfaction he is looking for and you will not give that to him. He has been doing these little things over the last two months to try and get you to break, to talk to him.
When your professor is done explaining a new paper you have to write and ends class you quickly make your way to the library, checking out the books you need and finding yourself a table to spread out on with your laptop. It's a Friday evening after 6pm, it's practically empty so it's noticeable when Yunho's 6 foot frame makes its way across the rows of book shelves and to a table two rows across from you. You try your best to ignore him, even thought you can feel his eyes on you. Finally looking up and meeting his gaze you watch as he holds your stare, eye brow hitching up and a small smirk playing on his lips. The site of him infuriating you to your core.
You throw yourself into your paper, determined to finish it tonight. You had but in your headphones, allowing Franz Gordon's piano melodies to take over your subconscious and focus. Before long you have finished typing the last sentence of your paper. Looking at your watch you realize it's past 1am. You groan as you start to gather the books you were using to put them back. You allow your eyes to shift up for half a second to notice Yunho is no longer there. The table he was occupying now sits empty. You don't spend to much time thinking about when he left or where he went. If he finished his paper or not.
After putting all the books back you quickly gather your things and make your way to the apartment you share with your brother. Quietly making your way inside as it's almost 2am now and you know how cranky Mingi gets if he's woken up. You quickly wash up and get yourself ready for bed. You can feel the exhaustion deep in your bones as you crawl into bed. Setting your alarm for 7am and turning on your white noise machine to help drown out any snoring that is garunteed to come from Mingi's room at some point in the night, your sound asleep before a minute even passes.
You'r first thought when you jerk awake in the morning is that someone in your apartment is working with machinery. The loud whine-grinding noice coming from down the hall is obnoxiously loud. The second think you notice is the sun isn't even all the way in the sky yet. You reach for your phone to check the time and notice 1) it's only 5:15am on a Saturday morning. 2) You have about 5 missed calls from Mingi and 2 from a number you dont have saved in your phone around 2-2:30am. You think how that's odd since Mingi was home in bed with you. The whining grinding noise cuts through your thoughts again. You'r going to kill your brother for waking you up this early on a weekend.
You kick off your covers and stomp your way out of your room. It was too early for your brother to be making all this kind of noise. Rounding the corner, rubbing the sleep from your eyes you start your beratement of him "Mingi, its Saturday at 5am, its way t-" the words die in on your tongue when you take in the site before you. It in fact is not your twin brother, but his best friend, all 6'1" of him. Your mouth gape's open like a fish out of water before you snap it shut. He's shirtless, grey sweatpants hung low on his hips, his hair tussled from sleep. 'Why are his arms so big' you silently question as your eyes take him in. You would never admit it out loud, but Yunho had your ideal body type. You knew Mingi dragged him to the gym with him every so often and it showed. His biceps corded in muscle as he leans on the counter, his chest defined and leading down to his stomach that you know if you rested your head on would not be to hard or to soft.
"Oh hey" he says to you as he opens the coffee grinder, your realize that is the source of the noise that woke you. "What are you doing here?" you blurt out "And where is my brother?" you tear your eyes from his long delicate fingers and the veins that run along his hands and back up to his eyes. Those big chocolate brown eyes that are now studying you carefully. "Oh she speaks" he says with a lazy half smile. "I was starting to worry you may have gone mute there sunshine" You hate the way your eyes track his stupid mouth and the way it quirks up. "I can speak just fine. I just chose to not speak to you. Now where is Mingi?" You watch as Yunho fills the french press with the fresh coffee grinds before adding the hot water from the kettle next to him before turning back to you.
You suddenly are very aware that you are only in an oversized t-shirt and underwear. You had rushed out to the kitchen to yell at who you thought was your brother, you didn't bother with pants. Now you wish you kinda did with the way his gaze falls to the hem of your shirt that hits mid thigh. "Your brother sunshine, decided it would be a great idea for him and his math buddies to go to one of those uni parties" he lets the words hang between you as he pushed the pump down on the press. "Okay so that means he's where?" you question back.
"He is currently passed out in his bed, and will be nursing a hang over today since they all got shit faced last night and he called me at 2am to come pick him up after he couldn't get a hold of you" You watch as his large hand reaches up and loops his finger through the handle of two mugs, pulling them from the cabinet. "Thanks for answering my call too by the way" He glances over at you "It was fun trying to figure out where his keys were while he was drunk at 2:30 in the morning" he turns and opens the fridge looking before his brows furrow. He looks over at you "Where is the 'sugar free sweet and creamy' creamer" he asks. "In the back, in the black glass bottle. Mingi will use it all if I don't switch the container" he bends down again and looks harder. "Ugh Y/N there are like 5 of those bottles back here."
You roll your eyes, and stomp over to the fridge, lightly pushing his shoulder out of the way so you can look. "Yunho those are grey bottles, there is only one black frosted bottle back here" you say as you reach in and grab the bottle. "Seriously, for someone who is sooooo smart you sure ar-" the words die in your throat and your breath hitches as you feel a hand land on your hip. The back's of your thighs brush against the warm fabric that you realize is Yunhos sweat pants. You quickly turn and your face is inline with Yunhos bare chest. Only about 3 inches separate the two of you. You try and take a step back, but your back meets the cold surface of the refrigerator. He has you pinned, hand still on your waist.
You tilt your head back to look up at him, finding him already looking down at you. You hold your breath as he leans down, his breath fanning across your face as his hand wraps around the bottle of creamer in your's "Thanks sunshine" leaning in closer, he drops his voice. "By the way, the blue suites you" Your face must morph into the horrific embarrassment you felt on the inside because when he pulls back to look at you he lets out a small laugh while tracking your face. You can feel the blush sweeping across your face as he takes you in. Gaze sweeping from your eyes to your mouth, your neck. He watches the rapid rise and fall of your chest as your heart speeds up.
"Ughhh my head" you nearly jump out of your skin when you hear your brothers voice come from behind Yunho. You automatically shrink back against the refrigerator as Yunho studies you. "Yea you're gonna feel like shit all day buddy" he says to your brother without taking his eyes, or his hand, off of you. "Why don't you go shower and I'll make you a cup of coffee" Your brother lets out a groan as he enters the kitchen, stopping in his tracks when you see's Yunho looming over you. "Ugh am I interrupting something?" his eyes shift from Yunho to you and back. Thankfully the way you are angled he cant see Yunhos hand gripping your hip like his life depends on it.
"Nope" Yunho says still without looking at you "Y/N here was just showing me where the coffee creamer was as she was telling me how blind and stupid I am. Isn't that right sunshine?" Neither of you look away as you shake your head yes. Mingi just looks at you for another minute "Well I'm happy you two can be in close proximity without trying to kill each other now" he smiles at you as you look at him "I'm going to take that shower. Maybe we can have breakfast after" you watch as he turns and walks out of the kitchen. You and Yunho stay where you are. Eyes locked, his large hand still gripping your hip, your shirt bunching up higher on your thigh from it.
Neither of you move, not as Mingi pads down the hall way. Not when you hear the door to the bathroom click close. Not when you hear the shower turn on. Neither of you move until you hear Mingi let out a loud sigh and the sound of water splashing on the shower floor. Signaling he is indeed in the shower now. Two things happen, they happen so fast it takes a moment for your mind to wrap around them. Yunho pries the bottle of creamer out of your hand, placing it on the counter next to you. His hand then comes back to you, gripping your other hip. He steps into you, pushing you back up against the refrigerator more. His large, thick thigh sloping between yours.
"Why do you insist on doing this to me?" he whispers. "Why do you keep putting me though this?" His eyes searching yours. You don't know what he is referring to. Your breath hitches as his thigh connects with your body. "I...I don't..." your mind cant form words. You can't think. You hate Yunho.. but you can't deny the feeling growing low in your stomach. You have to get away from him you think. 'He's trying to get me to embarrass myself' your mind is racing now. You slowly bring your hands to his chest. Your palms burn as they connect with his bare skin. "Let me go" you say, voice not as strong as you want it to be. His grip on you falters for a second. "I.. I dont know what game you're playing at Yunho, but leave me alone." You push slightly, he allows you to remove himself from you as you make your way around him. "Y/n im not-"
"Enough Yunho. I know we hate each other and are always trying to out do each other but please don't try and lie and tell me your not trying to get in my head and mess me up" You quickly flee back to your room, your blood rushing in your ears you barley hear him calling your name as he follows you. You quickly shut your door behind you, blocking him out his voice dies in the hallway. Your heart is racing, breathing coming in small pants. 'What the fuck was that' you think to yourself. You never thought in a million years Yunho would use those kind of tactics on you to try and mess with your head.
He must have heard how flustered you get when it comes to anything intimate. You weren't a prude but your list of experiences were quite small. You had, had sex before with a ex boyfriend but it was nothing extravagant. In fact it was a little disappointing, and then when he broke up with you after stating that it wasn't exciting enough for him well you just went back to focusing on your education. You knew he told people you weren't that great in bed, mean while it was him that didn't seem to know what he was doing. You knew Yunho had been friends with him before that, he must have told him how flustered you got and decided to use that against you. You should be mad, furious even.. But you cant deny the feeling pooling low in your stomach.
A feeling you haven't felt in a long time. You shake your head. It's Yunho, Jeong Yunho for god sakes. Your academic rival. You hate each other! So why are you so turned on by the memory of him pinning you to the refrigerator? You quickly strip out of your underwear and crawl into bed. You know you have to take care of this or it will consume you. Slowly you allow your hand to travel down your body till you reach your core. You were wet.. 'god I hope he didn't notice' you think. It wasn't because of him per-say you tell yourself, it was just the action its self. Your fingers quickly glide through your wet folds, finding your entrance with ease. You quickly insert two of your fingers in and work yourself up.It doesn't take long. Thoughts of Yunhos long fingers replacing yours. You think of the veins that run along the back of his hand and up his forearm. You're punching your fingers in and out of you at a fast pace, the heel of your hand coming down to put pressure against your clit.
You quickly slap your other hand over your mouth as you approach the edge. Your pants turning into uncontrollable moans, the squashing sound of how wet you are filling the room. All while thinking about your brothers best friend and the man who is the cause of 90% of your troubles. It doesn't take long before your back is arching off the bed and your core is clenching around your fingers. You come down in a hazy realization your just fingered yourself to Yunho. If he knew he would make fun of you to no end. Getting off to someone who hate you and you hate.You quickly clean yourself up before opening your text book and dive into studying, determined to never thing about what you just did ever again. Shame burns you from the inside out... How are you ever going to look at him again...
You successfully avoided Yunho over the next three week. You don't leave your room when he's over, you get to class right before it starts and run out as soon as it's over. You haven't gone to the library in three weeks for fear of seeing him. It was all going great till your advanced physics teacher announced you would be doing a partnered research paper. You hated group or partnered work but you saw how working with others is crucial in the science world so you always sucked it up. You were mentally preparing yourself to have to work with a stranger when you opened the roster he had e-mailed out along with the topic you had to cover. You found your name, next to it the subject "The Law Of Attraction and how it can be applied to science" but your stomach dropped when you saw who you were partnered with. Because next to your name was none other then...
...Jeong Yuhno...
Dividers by @saradika-graphics
Tag list ; @tunaasan
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TW : Public sex, P in V, Unprotected sex ( dont to this )
The rumble of the engine and the vibration under you have become an oddly comforting feelings over the year you have been with San. There was no other place you loved more than where you were right now. Your legs straddling his Kawasaki Ninja, arms wrapped around his torso, pressing yourself into him, your helmet resting on his back. You watched as the buildings faded into greener scenery as you two raced up the road that went around the mountains on the outskirts of town. The foliage creating a canopy around you as the temperature dipped a few degrees lower in the shade. You quickly learned why he loved riding so much after you started dating. The free feeling of having the wind in your face, no restrictions. You feel in love with it almost as soon as you feel in love with San.
Today he had asked you to take a ride with him after you had a bad week at work. You packed a backpack, that you had strapped to your back, with some food and drinks. The two of you heading to one of the mountains look outs to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city for a while. San's hand reaches back, giving your thigh a reassuring squeeze as you zip up the road weaved through the mountain forest. The road begins to climb, and the engine's rumble grows louder, echoing off the rocky cliffs as you approach the lookout.
The green canopy finally opens at the top of the road as you reach the top. San shifts the bike down as he slows to pull off into the small dirt 'parking space' for the outlook. Once happy with where he is, he kills the engine. You unwrap yourself from his frame as you swing your leg over the back, stepping off your legs slightly wobbly from the long ride. You take a few steps before unclipping your helmet and slipping it off over your head to get a better view. Its breathtaking, the rolling hills, dense forests, and the city in the distance, a glittering speck in the valley. You take a deep breath, filling your lungs with the crisp, clean air before turning to face San. Who is still sitting on his bike, looking at you through the visor of his helmet.
"What?" you ask as he tucks his phone away and gets off his bike. "Nothing, was just admiring the view" he says as he to lifts his helmet off his head. You let out a little giggle at his helemt hair that is sticking out every where. The two of you place your helmets on the bike before starting off toward the formation of big flat rocks. San climbs up first before reachiing down and picking you up to join him.
As you follow him to the center of the rock, where he starts to lay out blanket that was strapped to his bike, you cant help but feel a weight lifted off your shoulders. Settling down next to him you unpack the bag of food you had, leaning into him as the two of you eat and enjoy the view. The two of you sit in comfortable silence for a while, taking in the view and enjoying each other's company. San occasionally points out interesting landmarks or features in the distance, and you chat about nothing in particular, just enjoying the peaceful atmosphere.
You lose track of time as the blue sky starts to be painted in hues of oranges and pinks as it slips into the golden hour. As the golden rays of the setting sun caress your skin, you can't help but feel San's gaze on you. You turn to meet his eyes, "What?" you ask eyeing him. "Nothing, just admiring the beauty," San repeats, his voice low. He reaches out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering on your cheek. The touch sends a shiver down your spine, and you lean into his hand, craving more of his warmth. He leans in closer, his breath mingling with yours. "You're so beautiful," he whispers, his lips brushing against yours in a feather-light kiss. You close your eyes, and he deepens the kiss, his hands cupping your face as if you were the most precious thing in the world.
Your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer, as his hands explore your body, tracing the curves of your waist and hips. You arch into his touch, wanting more, needing more. He responds by pulling you onto his lap, his arms wrapping around you, holding you close. The kiss becomes more urgent, Your fingers tangle in his hair, and his hands roam over your back, pressing you against him. As the intensity of your kiss deepens, you feel his hands slide under your shirt, his fingers tracing the small of your back, sending shivers through you. You break away from his lips just long enough to pull your shirt over your head, tossing it aside without a second thought. His hands quickly finding their way to your waist, pulling you even closer.
"You're incredible," he murmurs against your skin, his lips trailing kisses down your neck. You tilt your head back, giving him better access, and he takes full advantage, his mouth exploring the sensitive curve of your shoulder. Your hands roam over his hard chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath his shirt. You tug at the fabric, eager to feel his skin against yours. "Off" you command and he obliges, pulling it off in one swift motion. San's mouth finds yours again. The kiss is hot and needy and makes your heart race. His hands cup your breasts, thumbs teasing your nipples through the thin lace of your bra, making you arch into his touch with a soft moan.
"You drive me crazy," San whispers against you lips as he reaches behind you, deftly unclasping your bra, and you shrug it off. His eyes roam over you, before he lowers his head, capturing one nipple in his mouth. His tongue swirling around the sensitive peak as you cry out, your fingers digging into his shoulders as waves of pleasure crash over you. He lavishes attention on one breast before moving to the other, his hands roaming over your body, exploring every curve and dip. As he alternates between your nipples you can feel the hard length of him pressing against you. Grinding against him, you seek friction, seek release. He groans, his hands gripping your hips, urging you on.
As the intensity of your encounter builds, you find yourself wanting more, needing to take control. You push San gently onto his back, your hands cupping his large pecks before you stand up and over him. Slowly you start to undo your jeans. As you stand, his eyes follow your every move. You slowly unbutton your jeans, teasing him with each deliberate motion. His breath hitching as you slide the denim down your legs, revealing your lace thong. You kick the jeans aside. He reaches up, his hands resting on your hips, pulling you down to straddle him once more, feeling the hard length of him pressing against you through his jeans. You lean down, capturing his lips in a needy kiss.
As you straddle him, feeling his hard length, you can't help but grind against him, making him groan. His hands gripping your hips, urging you on. You break away from the kiss, sitting up, and start to unbutton his jeans. Lifting his hips, helping you slide the denim down his legs, revealing his boxers. You can see the outline of his erection, and you reach out, tracing the length of him through the fabric. "You're driving me crazy," he whispers, his voice thick with need. "I want to feel you." "Anything for you baby" you reply as you hook your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down slowly, revealing his hard length. You take a moment to admire him, your eyes roaming over his body, taking in every inch of him. His chest rises and falls rapidly, his eyes locked on yours. You pull your thong to the side as you position yourself over him, feeling the head of his hard cock at your entrance. Slowly, you lower yourself onto him, feeling him fill you completely. You both moan at the sensation, your bodies joining perfectly.
You start to move, rocking your hips in a rhythm that has you both gasping for breath. San's hands grip your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he helps you move. You lean back, placing your hands on his thighs for support, giving him a full view of your body as you ride him. "Fuck just like that baby" he moans out "taking my cock so well" His words spur you on. You increase your pace, your hips moving faster. He meets your thrusts, his hips lifting off the ground, pushing deeper into you with each movement. Your moans echoing off the rocks around you. "Fuck, you feel so good," San groans, his voice rough. "So tight and wet."
You lean forward, placing your hands on his chest for support, giving him a full view of your breasts as they bounce with each movement. His fingers digging into your flesh, guiding you, urging you on. "Ride me harder, baby," he commands. "I want to feel you come all over my cock." You obey, increasing your pace, your body moving faster, your breaths coming in ragged gasps. You can feel the tension building, your body coiling tight, and you know you're close. San's hand move between your legs, finding your clit, his fingers expertly teasing and circling sending waves of pleasure through you. "Thats in baby, so close. Need you to cum on me so I can fill you"
His words send a fresh wave of desire through you, and you increase your pace, your body moving faster, your hips grinding against him. The sensation of his cock filling you, combined with the expert touch of his fingers, pushes you closer to the edge. "You feel so good," you moan, your voice breathless and desperate. "I'm so close, Sanie please, I'm going to—" Your words cut off as he applies pressure to your nerve, you cry out, your body shuddering as your orgasm rips through you, leaving you gasping and trembling. Your inner muscles clench around him, milking him, drawing out his own release. His hips slam up into you before they still, you feel his cock twitching deep inside you, releasing in you. Both of you panting as you colapse against his chest.
The world slowly came back into focus, piece by piece. The frantic pounding of your heart began to soften into a steady, heavy rhythm in your chest. The cool evening air, raised goosebumps on your sweat-slicked skin. You were a boneless, satisfied weight on top of him, his arms wrapped securely around your waist, holding you. You could feel his heart thudding beneath your ear, a comforting, steady beat that mirrored the fading pulse between your own legs. His lips pressed against your hair, as you felt the deep rumble of his contented sigh. He shifted slightly, the movement making you both groan softly at the sensitive friction. "Wow," he murmured, his voice low, husky as he whisper. "Just... wow." A tired, happy giggle escaped your lips. You tilted your head back, looking up at him. He looked completely undone, his hair a mess from your fingers, his lips swollen and parted. He was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. "Yeah," you agreed, your voice raspy. "Wow is a good word."
"Are you cold?" he asked, his thumb stroking the dip in your back. You hadn't noticed until he mentioned it, but a definite chill was setting in, you shivered, nodding. "A little." Slowly he lifted your hips, allowing his now softening cock to slip out of you. Slowly he maneuvered you so you were on the blanket next to him, before he stood up, pulling up his jeans as he did so. He walked a few feet collecting your dicarded clothes before making his way back to you, handing you your clothes with a soft smile. You dressed quickly,as he packed away the blanket and the empty food bag. Once you were both fully clothed, he helps you down from the rocks, his hand firm on your waste. Back at the bike, he secured the blanket and the now-empty backpack to the bike, before helping you swing your leg over the back, settling into the familiar leather seat. He climbed on in front of you, and you immediately wrapped your arms around his waist, pressing your chest against his back.
You rested your helmeted head against him, just as you had on the way up. The engine rumbled to life as he turned the key. He gives your thigh a gentle, reassuring squeeze before twisting the throttle. The bike lunged forward, back onto the road to carrying you away from the lookout and back down the mountain. You held him tighter, trusted him completely to navigate the winding roads in the dark. The city lights grew from a distant speck to a brilliant, sprawling glow. Soon, the scent of pine and earth was replaced by the faint, urban smell of asphalt and nighttime air.
The road widened, the streetlights casting long, fleeting shadows as you passed beneath them. The familiar streets of your neighborhood began to appear, one by one. Finally, the bike slowed, its engine softening to a low idle as he turned into his designated parking spot. He cut the engine before taping your leg, signaling to dismount, you do so. Pulling the helmet off once again, you look at him, stopping him from removing his. You can see the puzzled look on his face throught the shield. "leave it on" you say, giving him a delivlish grin "I'm not finished with you yet" You watch the smile spread across his mouth as you take his hand pulling him toward the door. You know its going to be a long night.
TW : Restraints, Unprotected (Wrap it up kids ) P in V, Cream pie, Toy Use, Dom! Boo, Dirty talk, Use of Good Girl, Crying ( In a good way )
You knew better than to poke an angry bear. Which is how you ended up in the predicament you are in now. Naked, strapped to Seungkwan bed looking up at the ceiling. The room's lights dimmed low as the cool metal from the restraints bites into your skin. You can feel him watching you from the foot of the bed. You know his eyes are racking over every inch of your body. You know he knows how turned on you are at this moment, even if you are in trouble. Seungkwan was for the most part always happy. On the outside he was quiet and thoughtfull and kind. Thats what drew you to him to begin with. Once you got past his walls you were introduced to a whole other side of him.
You hear his foot steps as he makes his way closer to you on the side of the bed. "Whats the matter?" he asks "Not so big and bad whe DK isnt helping you be a brat?" You knew joining DK on teasing Seungkwan at dinner was not the smartest idea but you couldn't help it knowing this is where you would end up. "Seungkwan I- " Your words die in your mouth as he reaches down cupping your cheek shushing you at the same time. Leaning down so his face is inches from your ear he whispers "You know why your here and your gonna take it like the good girl I know you really are"
His hand trails down your face to your collar bone as he walks back to the end of the bed. His fingers tracing down between your breasts, to your belly button and finally stopping just above your clit. His touch leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. Your body is like a live wire at this point the anticipation is killing you. You listen as he walks around the room opening and closing draws before hes back infront of you. You look down your body till you meet his gaze, You watch as he drops to his knees on the edge of the bed between your legs.
"Remember your word" he says as a statement and not a question. All you can do is shake your head yes. You feel the bed move before you feel his hands on you, running up the inside of your thigh untill he finds your core. Sliding his fingers through your folds, coating his fingers in your slick. "You are so wet already" he says as he smears your juices on to your clit. You let out a little whimper at the feeling. "But I want to see you come apart" he says. Its a second before you hear a noice, a click then a low buzz. Your breath hitches, as you feel the cool metal of the vibrator slide through your wetness before meeting your clit.
The vibrator meets the bundle of nerves, the pulsating sensation sending waves of pleasure through your body. Seungkwan watches you, his eyes dark with desire and a hint of cruelty, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. "Look at you," he murmurs, his voice low. "So responsive." You hear another click as he increases the speed, the vibrator moving in slow, deliberate circles. You can feel your body tensing, ready to explode, the sensation almost too much to bear. "'Kwan please, to much" you gasp. But he knows you can take it. He knows your body better than you know it yourself. With another click, he moves to the next vibration setting, sending waves of pleasure crashing through you. Few move passes and he's watching as your hole contracts around nothing. Your orgasam ripping through you.
"Fuckkk," you moan out, the sound torn from your throat as the vibrations continue to assault your clit, drawing out your orgasm, milking every last drop of pleasure from your body. "So good" he coos down at you, as you feel the bed dipping. "But your not done yet" he says as you feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against your entrance. Your breath hitches, your muscles tensing in anticipation of his invasion as he slides himself through your wetness, coating his tip.
Seungkwan leans down, his breath hot against your ear, his voice a low. "I want to feel you come around me. I want to feel you fall apart on my cock." With that, he thrusts into you, filling you completely in one smooth, powerful movement. You gasp, your body arching to accommodate him, wrists pulling on your restraints. The stretch and burn of his size sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. He starts moving immediately, setting a punishing pace as he holds the vibrator to your clit still "Boo please" you cry out, tear pricking the corner of your eyes as your pushed into over stimulation.
"Your gonna take it, every fucking inch I give you" he says as he hammers his hips into yours. Each thrust driving him deeper, claiming every inch of you. You can feel yourself approcing the edge rapidly. "Boo," you sob, your voice a plea. "It's too much. I can't—" But he cuts you off, his voice a commanding growl. "You can and you will. Come for me. Let me feel you fall apart. Want to watch you cum all over my cock like a good girl."
His hand roam your body. Teasing your nipples, rolling them between his fingers, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. His other hand holds the vibrator firmly against your clit, the relentless buzzing sending you spiraling towards the edge of ecstasy. "You're so close," he murmurs. "I can feel you tensing around me. Come on baby fucking cum on my dick. Cover it in your cum." And that's what you do. Your orgasm rips through you. A wave of pleasure so intense it leaves you sobbing and shaking. You cry out his name, your body convulsing, clenching around him as your walls contract around him.
"Thats it, fuck you feel so good gripping me so tight in this little hole" he groans, his body tensing as he finds his own release, spilling himself inside you, filling you with his cum. You feel the twitch of his cock burried deep inside you. The both of you stay like that for a second panting before he pulls out slowly, a hiss escaping his lips as he does. You can feel his cum leaking out of you, a warm, wet reminder of the raw, primal sex you just had. You feel him climb off the bed, and watch as he goes to each of your ankles, carefully unhooking the restraints, his touch gentle and caring. After he has unlocked your ankles, he comes back to do your arms, his fingers working deftly to release you from your bonds."I didnt hurt you did I?" He asks softly, back to his normal caring self right away. "No, that was amazing" you say, looking up at him.
His eyes soften, a slow, gentle smile spreading across his face. "I'm glad," he murmurs, his thumb brushing gently against your cheek. "You're incredible, you know that?" You can feel the blush spreading across your face. "So are you" you reply back, leaning your head against his chest. He kisses the top of your head. "You and Dk should team up more offten" he says with a chuckle. "I enjoy punishing you" You smile as you snuggle into his arms "Ill keep that in mind"
