Clouded ♡
⤷ pairing: seungcheol x f!reader. ⤷ word count: 3,8K. ⤷ genre: smut (with feelings 😵💫😮💨😵💫), slight fluff, established relationship, idol!au. ⤷ warnings: exhibitionism, handjob, masturbation, fingering, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, use of pet names. (lmk if i missed anything!)
Seungcheol had just gotten back home from a four-week trip for work and, his family conned him into letting them throw you a party, as soon as he got back and you really don’t feel like going. Make no mistake, you’re not a boring person who doesn’t like parties and surprises, it’s just that you’d rather spend your birthday in your PJs with a bottle of wine, cuddling with your boyfriend and watching animes like you always do. You both enjoy each others’ company a lot more than throwing parties and getting shit faced and, there’s nothing wrong with that.
Seungcheol had just gotten back home from a four-week trip for work and, his family conned him into letting them throw you a party, as soon as he got back and you really don’t feel like going. Make no mistake, you’re not a boring person who doesn’t like parties and surprises, it’s just that you’d rather spend your birthday in your PJs with a bottle of wine, cuddling with your boyfriend and watching animes like you always do. You both enjoy each others’ company a lot more than throwing parties and getting shit faced and, there’s nothing wrong with that.
Seungcheol had just gotten back home from a four-week trip for work and, his family conned him into letting them throw you a party, as soon as he got back and you really don’t feel like going. Make no mistake, you’re not a boring person who doesn’t like parties and surprises, it’s just that you’d rather spend your birthday in your PJs with a bottle of wine, cuddling with your boyfriend and watching animes like you always do. You both enjoy each others’ company a lot more than throwing parties and getting shit faced and, there’s nothing wrong with that.
Seungcheol sighs gently, his gaze focused straight ahead with both of his hands on the steering wheel in front of him.
“I know, baby, but I already told them you’d be there,” he says, turning his head slightly to glance at you before averting his gaze back to the road. “They just went through so much trouble setting all of this up and I couldn’t tell them no.”
You can’t help but pout, averting your gaze elsewhere as you think about when he’ll be taken away from you again later this week for filming promotions and preparing for his new comeback, this time for a much longer time period and, you can’t help but feel like you’re both wasting time here.
You hear him sigh again, clearly noticing your unhappiness before you hear his gentle voice fill the empty space in the car, “An hour, okay?” he quips briefly, “Let’s just stay for an hour and I promise we’ll leave and cuddle all night.”
When you turn your head to look at him, you see his soft eyes slightly wide and waiting for your response.
”Okay,” you finally drone as your lips quirk in a small smile, thinking about finally having him to yourself after this is all over and done with. ”Just one hour,” you repeat.
Your response makes your boyfriend crack a smile and grins back at you before leaning over the center console of the car when he stops at a red light. ”Can I have a kiss?” he asks in the most adorable way, dramatically puckering his lips.
Letting your smile widen a little, you grin brightly at his expression before leaning in to peck his lips softly. Just as you’re about to pull away, you feel his hand on the back of your neck as he brings you back in to plant a few more sloppy, messy kisses against your lips, making you giggle, clearly unable to hold it in.
“You’re gonna get it later,” he groans against your mouth. ”You just wait.”
Just about everyone in Seungcheol’s family is at the party, so are the boys and just about everyone else you both know and of course, they had to go all out, which means renting out an entire club for the night. You feel like you could’ve killed someone when Joshua told you, because that means you’d have to stay way longer than planned and, truth be told, you were getting a bit anxious. You just really wanted Seungcheol to yourself already, but you try your best to suppress the need for as long as possible, talking to a few friends you haven’t seen in a while and, catching up with them to distract yourself. Too bad there’s only one thing you can think of as time goes by, and as long as you and Seungcheol have been apart, though it only seems natural.
You look down at your phone and notice it’s pushing two in the morning, and the people you’re conversing with seem to be mumbling like drunk idiots at this point, so you let your eyes sweep over the crowd, gently pushing through the people on the dance floor, but you don’t see him.
All of a sudden, you feel someone pull you back against them and you immediately gasp at the hardness digging into your back.
“What the f—” You scoff as you pry the unknown hands away from your hips and turn around before letting out a sigh of relief, seeing exactly who you’re looking for.
Seungcheol chuckles at your reaction, pushing a few fingers through your hair before leaning in to kiss you without another thought and, the only thing clouding your mind is the taste of whiskey on his lips as his tongue hastily slips past your lips, persuading your own to move alongside him.
“Hi, baby,” your boyfriend smiles before leaning in and bumping his nose with you.
“Hey,” you reply back, gasping when you feel his hands squeeze your ass.
Oh God, please don’t be drunk, please don’t be drunk, please don’t be drunk, you think to yourself, the words seeming to be on repeat in your head as you really don’t feel like cleaning up after him or, even having sex with him in this state. Your boyfriend rarely ever drank enough to get completely wasted, but fuck, when he did, he instantly changed into a clumsy and not to mention incredibly messy person. He also never failed to be a horny mess, which isn’t a unusual thing to be honest, but seeing as you never want to sleep with him in a situation where one of you wouldn’t remember it the next day, it poses as a problem.
You don’t really get to find out how much he had to drink at that very moment because it isn’t long before he leads you off of the dance floor and up a few steps to the seemingly deserted VIP booths. You don’t take your eyes off of him the whole time, trying to guess how many drinks he’s had by the way he stumbles or sways, which he hasn’t done at all.
Once you sit down like he wants you to, he slides into the booth next to you and, looks down at you. Well, he doesn’t look drunk as his eyes seems to be clear.
“You wanna go home soon?” he asks lightly, tucking a few locks of hair behind your ear to begin to nibble at the lobe. “Or go to the bathroom or something?”
He doesn’t sound drunk either, but he’s horny. Definitely horny. Honestly, that should’ve been a given though after feeling his hard arousal digging into your back, it’s like he has a little on and off switch that you don’t know about.
Determining he’s sober, you think about what he said and furrow your eyebrows at his suggestions.
You’re all for going home but, “The bathroom?” You question, verbalising your thoughts as you feel his lips move towards your neck to nip and suck at the skin there, almost causing you to forget anyone is even around.
Almost.
You gasp in surprise as his lips leaves your neck and his hands find your thighs, hoisting you up onto his lap.
“Or we can just do it here,” he hums, his fingers immediately latching onto his belt and working as quickly as ever to get it loose.
“Choi Seungcheol,” You quietly scold with a laugh, placing a hand over his before looking around. “People can see you.”
You look back down at him and he tilts his head to the side, shaking it slowly, “It doesn’t matter, baby,” he reasons, his tongue flickering over his lips. “Everyone’s wasted, I promise. I just… want you so bad.”
“Are you crazy? R-right here?”
“Yes and yes.”
There’s a beat of silence as you stare at each other. You feel your smile die down and your need grow an astonishing amount when he shifts his hips slightly so you can feel him slowly getting excited again.
“I want you too, Cheol but-” You begin, but he cut in as his lips lingers dangerously close to your own.
“Baby… please,” he purrs, biting his lip and batting his lashes as you subconsciously begin moving your hips opposite of his.
There’s no way in hell you could say no to that.
You bite your lip before letting your hands wander down to his belt buckle that he surprisingly had gotten undone by himself, and unzip his pants, popping the button open. You pull his half hard cock out and, wrap your fingers along the shaft of his hardening, thick length, shamelessly thumbing the head while he moans against your temple, completely under your merciful touch.
You let your breath catch in your throat when you feel his long fingers probing into your bare thighs, making the hem of your dress rise up and expose more skin.
“God, I love this dress on you.”
“You do?” you smile, making him to nod his head. You begin to softly stroke his erection, twisting your wrist the way he loves and within no time you have him lifting his hips in time with your strokes. “Wanna know a secret?”
He raises his eyebrows at you, and you lean in, pressing your lips against his ear before whispering, “I’m not wearing any underwear underneath it.”
You feel a growl rumble through his chest, both from your confession and the way your thumb rolls around the tip of his head.
“Y/N,” he groans, more like a plea, a warning with unstable muscles. You hum softly before smearing his precum around the rest of his heated flesh. Seungcheol throws his head back as he starts moaning louder, beginning to fire off curse words you got his dick to curl all the way up into his abdomen.
There’s no turning back now. He’s so ready for you, and you know he isn’t going to stop for anyone, especially since you’re starting to get just as turned on as he is.
You stop your actions, taking another quick glance behind him to see everyone still talking and dancing and close to no one is near your booth.
Feeling his fingers run up your left thigh, you look back down at his hands to see him push your dress out of the way to come into contact with your naked pussy, causing him to shudder lightly.
“You did this on purpose, didn’t you? God, you’re such a slut,” he groans before licking his lips and, you can’t help but moan.
His head perks up at the sound. “You like it when I degrade you, baby?” he chuckles, gliding his thumb across your wet folds, causing your legs to tremble as he comes into contact with your overly sensitive clit.
As soon as he feels you shiver, he begins rolling his thumb over your swelling nub again and again, smearing your wetness around to lubricate his actions.
“Shit, you’re so fucking wet,” he grunts, his mouth finding the crook of your neck and biting lightly. “You want me to fuck you stupid, don’t you?” he asks, pressing a sloppy kiss on your jaw. “Right here in the open like the little slut you are, hmm?”
His breath is hot on your skin as he grazes your collarbone, sending shivers down your spine.
“Y-yeah,” you moan quickly as his fingers speed up, twisting and kneading your wet clit in between his skilled thumb and forefinger.
“Please… fuck me.” You purr right into his ear, and that seems to get him.
“Tell me how much,” he groans, taking his fingers away and lifting them to his mouth to lick the access moisture off.
Okay, so that didn’t get him…
Groaning in frustration, you push your own fingers against your slick nub under your dress, letting out a shaky moan as you grind against him while you lean back as much as you can against the table.
“Fuck…”
His mouth is dropped open in shock as he just watches you, while grasping your ass with both of his large hands, eyes wide as he takes in each and every detail about you doing one of his favorite things, in public no less.
You look up at him, offering him a lazy smirk before shoving two fingers into your tight pussy, pretending they are his. Seungcheol moans before his hips ruts back against you but before you could get carried away, you hear someone call out your names, causing you both to let go of each other.
You’re breathing heavily, biting your lip and so is he. You both heard the person, loud and clear in fact, but you never turned around, only staring each other down before he slides straight straight out of the booth with you still in his arms and stands up.
Letting your lips draw themselves to his, you impatiently shove your tongue into his mouth as he kisses you back just as passionately. You feel him blindly push you up against a wall, his hard cock pulsing against your folds as he holds you there. You cut the kiss short, pulling your swollen lips away from his to let out a moan before planting them against the underside of his jaw where you begin to suck.
You feel Seungcheol’s throat rumble against your lips as he moans and staggered around, and before long, hurries past the deserted bar and towards the bathrooms. Once you finally barge in, you’re both glad to see it’s empty as well. Your boyfriend slides the heavy pad lock in place and plops you down on the counter carelessly.
Of course the first thing you want to do, is to finish yourself off seeing as someone rudely interrupted you, so you spread your legs and continue your ministrations on yourself while he stares at you, wide eyed.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy,” he growls, his lips grazing over yours as he begins palming his leaking head. “I wanna taste you so bad.” He whispers, lowering himself onto his knees to go down on you.
“No, no, no,” you quickly protest, grabbing onto his messy hair, “Fuck me, Cheol. Please.” You beg, suddenly changing your mind about finishing yourself off. You love it when he eats you out and, he’s so good at it too but right now, you just want him and that huge dick of his ramming you into the mirror behind you.
He doesn’t listen and once his mouth comes to your dripping pussy, they latch on and he seems to suck as hard as he can while still trying to lick simultaneously and continuously hitting your g-spot.
Your body feel so hot and, the feeling of his tongue sends your brain into a spiral, forcing new sensations from you.
“I’m s-so close,” you cry out.
Your throaty and breathy sounds of pleasure echo through the small bathroom as you arch your back and grab fistfuls of his hair, roughly pulling it. Seungcheol moans at the painful yet pleasurable sensation, sending vibrations throughout your entire body.
“Already?” he taunts, his tongue teasing your entrance before plunging it deeper inside you. He laps up your wetness, but it seems as if you’re producing more than he can clean up, causing it to drip down his jaw.
“Cum for me, baby.”
You feel yourself tense up as his tongue move over your clit in precise movements, before suddenly starting to flick over it faster and you convulse, giving into your first orgasm of the night just as quickly as it’s brought on.
“Cheol- fuck!”
You wither in pure ecstasy against his mouth letting out a long, drawn-out moan as you feel your intense orgasm washing over you, making you shudder and, leaving your legs weak and, your eyes blurry.
You uncurl your toes before he pull: away and ventures back up to your lips, nipping at them for a moment, driving you completely insane before finally kissing you full on, sharing the taste of yourself and the wetness he had accumulated around his mouth, but you could care less. You’re still as horny as you’d ever been and you’d take whatever he gave you.
You lick your lips as he pulls away, a string of spit connecting your mouth and his own and, you follow his mouth, kissing him a few more times around his lips to get all of your cum off, you know he likes that. You can tell by the way he roughly drags you from the counter top, your lips separating from his chin as you land on the floor in front of him.
He turns you around, lifting your dress and you know what’s coming next.
You moan as he tugs the thin straps of your dress down your shoulders and pull your breasts out, kneading and massaging them at once. You bend over the counter, looking up at his reflection in the mirror as his fingers begin rolling your nipples, his thumbs and index fingers pinching lightly at the buds.
Soon, he brings his head down to your body and manoeuvres around so that his mouth can meet your left one.
He flicks it with his tongue a few times as you grind back against his lower half, trying to get him going. He groans into your soft flesh and, you try your best to get your breathing to calm down, a least a bit. Seungcheol leans back again, his fingers never leaving your nipples until you turn around and climb back onto the roomy counter, spreading your legs open for him.
He gently feels up and down your core before probing his long inside of you, savoring the feel of your tight walls wrapped around it as you whine for him to just do it already.
“You want me to fuck you, huh?” he asks bluntly, his nose pressing against your hot skin as he peppers your neck with messy kisses, before looking at you again.
“Hmm? You want my big cock rammed into this pretty little pussy?”
Even though he’s really turning you on, he’s also starting to push it. If he’d have waited any longer to stop and talk dirty to you, you probably would have gotten angry, but you feel like maybe you can hold out a bit longer, so you just answer him, telling him what he wants to hear.
“Yes, Cheollie,” you purr shamelessly, “Please.”
You moan loudly when he begins to scissor you, feeling around with those strong fingers of his as he speaks again, “Tell me how you want it, Y/N,” he coos so sweetly that butterflies flutter inside your stomach, moaning at the feel of your juices causes his fingers to slip.
You shudder as you feel his fingers brush roughly against that one spot deep inside of you and, when you look down, you see him down to the knuckle as his other hand holds you upper thigh.
And, that’s when you crumbled and figured out you couldn’t wait any longer.
“Cheol, just do it,” you order, “Fuck me hard.”
He lets out a moan, and your guess is that he’s trying to agree with you. He finally obeys, grabbing your thighs and plunging into you for the first time in way too long.
You immediately bury your fingers into his messy hair and listen as he moans against the skin of your neck while he plunges inside of you again and again, each stroke more powerful than the last. You rake your nails down his back making him groan and thrust harder and, you can’t stop the loud moans escaping your lips.
His lips eventually roam back up to your mouth, claiming it again while angling his hips differently every time he reenters you, desperately searching for the spot that he’s just found with his fingers.
Once you finally feel the hard tip of his dick brush against it, you drop your mouth open in a silent scream as you begin to shake, your legs twitching uncontrollably. Since you haven’t had sex in quite a while and, you haven’t found the time to take care of your needs yourself, the pleasure you feel as he pounds into you harder and faster, hitting your spot dead on every single time, is intensified more than you could’ve ever imagined.
“C-Cheol…”
You gasp as he pulls you off of the counter again just to slam you against the wall next to the door you came from and continues to fuck you, never missing a beat.
Throwing your head back, you begin winding your hips in time with his thrusts, which finally gets him to let out a loud moan, sweet nothings and ‘i love you’s’ leaving your lips. You’re sure if anyone is standing around the bathroom or even the bar at the time, they’d be able to hear you.
“Oh my god- f…fuck, s..so close,” you stutter.
“Fuck, angel, m-me too,” he finally replies with another grunt. “God, I love you so much.”
His fingers dig into your thighs, his grip loosening momentarily as he hoists you back up his body, losing the rhythm for just a second before quickly finding it again.
“Right there- fuck!”
You bury your face in his hair, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck as you literally scream out his name before feeling him swell inside of you, which gets you to start convulsing again.
You feel his stomach muscles tighten against your own before he whimpers and lets himself go, shooting his warm cum inside of you as you clutch onto each other.
When it’s all over, you’re both breathing heavily and moments later you feel your body relax, but you still can’t let go of him.
He runs his fingers through your hair as you listen to his breathing calm down.
“Sorry, I just couldn’t wait until we got home,” he sighs into your hair, placing a peck against the side of your neck before pulling away to look into your eyes.
“It’s okay,” you smile before letting him place another peck against your lips, “It’s just another place to add to our public sex bucket list,” you giggle, lacing your fingers in his hair.
He lets out a loud chuckle, laughing at your comment before kissing you one last time and, you allow yourself to unwrap your legs from his torso, almost falling over because of how weak they are, but he catches you just in time.
“Now, how about we go home now birthday girl?” he suggests, his arms securing themselves around your waist as you work to pull his pants back up after tucking him back into them. “I was thinking about making you a caaake,” he sings, as if the thought of home doesn’t already sound appealing enough right now.
“Yeah? What kind?” you ask, trying to hold back a grin.
“Chocolate,” he replies almost immediately, knowing that it’s your absolute favorite. “We’ll get the cake box mix on our way home.”
You let your grin finally spread across your face as you speak again, “Okayyyyy,” you say, stretching out the word, “But I think you might have to carry me.“
He swiftly moves one hand from your waist to your legs as he scoops you into his arms.
“I missed you,” he coos, giving you a smile before kissing you again and turning around to face the door.
”I missed you too, baby.”
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