╰┈i missed you┈➤
seungcheol × fem!oc/reader smut au
Summary: Reese(Reader) agreed to live under one roof with Jude(Cheol), a famous model who only goes home every weekend, even though they don't really have any kind of relationship, aside from sleeping together without strings attached.
Pairings: Model!Seungcheol as Jude and Reader as Reese
Genre: softcore smut and fluff(maybe? if you read between the lines?😭) Minors DNI ‼️
Warnings/Tags: softcore, penetration(f receiving), protected seggs(always practice safe sex), pet names, fingering, dom and sub kink-ish?, begging, praise kink
Disclaimer:
English is not my first language, so I apologize in advance if there would be typos and grammar errors 🙏🏼
I give svt members different names to remind me not to be excessively(?) delulu 😭
Sipping on your third glass of red wine, you relax your back on the white couch in the middle of the living room.
It's already Wednesday, but you feel like your week is just starting. Work is getting tough at this time of the school year and you're just glad that you're already home at this hour.
After dimming the lights using a master remote control, you open the TV and play the series that you've been watching since last week. You don't have the patience to watch a TV series, but boredom got the best of you.
But you're amazed that the show is actually interesting and now you unexpectedly get why everyone likes it.
Hugging the fluffy gray throw pillow on your side, your nose suddenly catches a familiar scent.
Jude's…
And automatically, your thoughts bring you to the last time he was there on the very spot you're sitting on right now. Your cheek burns when you remember how many times Jude took you that night on that white couch.
The way he settles his large hand around your neck... The way he bites your shoulder as he spoons and enters you from behi—
"Ugh. Stop it, Reese!" You reprimand yourself as you sip on your glass again.
Biting your lower lip, you press your thighs together as you try to resist the ache that's starting to pound in between your legs. You shake your head disapprovingly. It's baffling how by just the whiff of his scent that he left on the pillows, your body is already reacting like this.
The truth is… As much as you don't want to admit it, what you feel for him is already more than the physical and it's driving you crazy because you can't tell that to him. You're afraid that all of these will end in a flash if you decide to confess what you really feel for him.
You even miss him so badly right now. It's been three weeks since the last time you saw him, and you think you're ridiculous for feeling this way for someone who just thinks of you as his fuck buddy.
You sigh as you focus your eyes on what you are watching, but you already can't deny the nagging sensation that you're feeling down there to even make sense of what's happening on the show.
Then suddenly the main characters on the show start making out. Their moans fill the spaces of your living room and that causes you to lose the war going in between your legs.
Sliding your hands to one of your thighs, you are about to touch yourself when you hear a very familiar voice, causing you to jerk from your seat.
"Let me."
"What the f—How...You're here…" Are the only words that you can make up when you see Jude standing on the side of the couch just wearing a white shirt and gray sweatpants.
And even with dimmed lights, you can see his biceps flex as he crosses his arms.
You gulp.
Why is he here? It's not yet his rest day?
Still confused, you stand from the couch and walk towards the glass window, and pretend to look at the city lights outside.
"Why are you here?" You must look and sound like an idiot, but what the heck? Did he see what you were about to do?
And what does he mean by "Let me"?
Of course, you're not dumb. You know what he meant, but you're just too embarrassed to even admit that to yourself and your flushed cheeks are the evidence of that.
On the side of your eye, you watch him stand beside you. He starts to watch you intently as a small smile makes its way to his lips.
"My shoot was canceled," he replies as if that alone can answer your question why he's here.
Well, he owns this place, but it's just strange to see him on a weekday.
He suddenly reaches for your hair that's almost covering your glasses and tucks it behind your ear. "That's better "
You can feel your heart beating erratically inside your chest when he starts to stroke the top of your head, stopping to hold the start of your little ponytail, then gently letting his hand down to the end of your hair.
He does it again, making sure his fingertips touch your nape, causing you to feel a subtle shiver down your spine.
You bite your lower lip and grab on your robe as you stifle a moan. Stopping his actions, he smirks as he puts his hand back inside his pocket.
He knows it turns you on when he does that.
You glare at him, but he mirrors it with his full smile, knowing fully well that it's the smile that takes you on one hell of a ride every damn time.
He then licks his lips as he looks at you from head to toe and you can't help but curse yourself because his effect on you is not like this before.
He then tries to catch your gaze, and when he finally locks eyes with you, he swiftly lays his hands on your shoulder before gently pushing you against the glass window.
Swallowing the lump that's forming inside your throat, you look up at him as he places one of his hands on the glass just beside your head before leaning down near your ear.
"I missed you."
You gulp again.
Fuck. Why is he saying things like that? I might get the wrong idea!
He then proceeds to lick your earlobe before leaving butterfly kisses on your cheeks, making your already hazy brain drunker because of his kisses.
You close your eyes tightly.
Gosh. I missed him too.
"Hmmm…" you whimper as you grasp both sides of his shirt.
Hearing you let out a soft moan, he breathes raggedly as he takes your lips in yearning, urgent kisses as his hands slide from your shoulders down to your waist.
You can't count how many times you did this with him anymore, but tonight it feels...different. The way he touches your skin is different. Even his kisses are different…
You just don't know if it's a good thing or not...
Pushing those thoughts away, you wrap your arms around his neck as you pull him down to deepen the kiss. You then feel one of his hands travel down your thighs, underneath the skirt of your nightie.
You gasp when his hand starts digging into your panties and desperately reaching your wetness.
"Baby… You're already wet," he whispers against your mouth as he parts your thighs more so he can brush his long, sturdy fingers on your heat properly.
"F-Fuck," you curse as you dig your nails into his shoulders, causing him to groan loudly.
He nibbles on your lower lip as he dips his two digits inside your core, forcing shocked moans out of you.
Quickening the pace of his fingers, he leaves your lips and starts biting your jawline gently as you moan his name over and over again.
Without even wasting any time, he wraps one arm around you before lifting you, prompting you to hold onto his shoulders for dear life as he takes wide steps forward and spreads you across the bar counter just near the living room as if you're his favorite meal ready to be devoured.
"What the hell, Jude?" you blurt out, but it's as if he can't hear you anymore.
He pauses to gaze at you, his eyes darkening with desire—and something else that you can't put a name to—before he takes off his shirt, making you stare at his lean and delicious abs with your mouth agape.
Smirking because of your reaction, he gets a foil pack from his pocket before pulling down his sweatpants to let out his throbbing, hard length.
You watch Jude take his shaft and stroke it before he quickly rips the foil pack using his teeth to match your quickening breath.
He then hovers over you as you plant your both hands on the quartz stone countertop. With hasty but gentle hands, he undoes the knot of your robe and quickly gets rid of everything that's covering you.
He then closes the distance between your lips and begins to kiss you passionately like he did last time as he gently caresses both of your breasts with your heart racing inside your chest.
His kisses slowly go down from your lips to the column of your neck until it reaches the valley of your breasts. Leaving small love bites, he finds your left nipple and sucks on it.
"Jude… M-More—" you moan out as you throw your head back.
He smiles against your skin as he continues to lick and suck on your buds.
"Please...P-Please…" You beg him, grabbing onto his hair, desperately needing to feel all of him.
Jude stops his movements but stays in his position. "Please, what? Tell me exactly what you want, Baby."
His thumb then starts to rub on your clit as he waits for your answer.
"Uhhhmm… I… I need… I-I want you inside me," you say in between moans and whimpers.
"Is that really what you want?" he asks again, not stopping his movements in your heat.
You nod vigorously as you feel your first release. "Y-yes... W-wait! Ahhh...I'm coming!"
You almost protest when he suddenly stops his work on your clit, but it's automatically replaced with a high-pitched moan when he suddenly AND aggressively strokes his shaft against your womanhood, making your legs shake as you ride your first climax.
Jude smiles down at you before he leans down to kiss your forehead. "Good girl."
You are trying to steady your breathing when you notice him adjusting himself to prepare to enter you as he parts your legs wider, putting your right leg on one of his shoulders.
He then places both of his hands on the countertop to steady himself before he gently pushes his length inside of you.
You both moan out as you feel him stretching you from the inside.
"Fuck, Resse…" Jude grunts as he slides in and out of you with such ease when you get used to his massive length.
"Harder… Faster…" you plead as you clasp the edge of the countertop because of how intense his thrusts are.
You just need more of him, even if it's just like this. Even if it's just "sex" for him…
Following your plea, he puts down your leg on his shoulder and places both of your legs around his waist before pulling you near him.
He looks at you longingly as he removes the hair that's covering your face, urging you to wrap your arms around his neck.
He then suddenly jerks his hips forward and pumps his shaft just the way you asked for it—harder and faster.
He then rests his face on the nook of your neck as you both feel your oncoming climax, both of your bodies passionately pounding against each other in the heat of the moment.
"Cum with me, Baby," he commands as he rocks his hips faster, making your legs quake in anticipation.
Sounds of wild moaning and slaps of skin fill the living room as both of you refuse to dive on the edge without the other.
Jude releases himself in the rubber while still deep inside of you while you scream his name along with other profanities as you climax along with him.
He collapses on top of you, but his strong arms are still trying to balance both of your bodies as you also try hard to catch your breath.
Jude then kisses your temple, longer than usual.
Damn. He hasn't even done that before.
"I'll be gone to Europe in two weeks. I don't think I can handle not seeing you that long…Can you please come with me?"
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