A/N : this is the official layout of my imagines :) this isn’t from any actual requests but it’s inspired by some! Also, yes it’s going to have a sequel to that but it can be read on its own too~
Song match : criminal by grey
His lips met yours the moment you opened your door, his arms were already wrapped around your waist while you were still trying to process what happened. But god, he felt so hot.
You were cut off by another feverish kiss of his, his lips just couldn’t seem to be able to leave yours . Before you could protest more, he already had you in his arms and your were swept off the ground. He carried you to your bedroom hurriedly and laid you down on your bed before diving in for another hungry kiss. You were out of breath, you were also surprised how you still managed to respond to his desirous actions. You could feel him smirking into the kiss while unbuttoning your pajamas top. He was slow grinding his hips into yours and you responded instinctively, you just had no way of resisting him.
“May I just say… you’re indeed impatient tonight”
His lips caught yours again right after you spoke up, it was almost like he was embarrassed about how needy he was. But his actions speak way louder than words, he pulled off his shirt off and started to undress your bottom half. You bucked your hips up to speed him up and his sly grin appeared on that chiseled face again.
“May I just say… you have no right to say that.”
You swore his smirk was just like drugs, you could look at that all night long and you would want more. You didn’t even remember how this started, a random night after a birthday party, two tipsy friends and that white-hot sexual tension sparked everything off just like that. The next thing you know, he was here twice a week, fucking you senseless in your bed and it was then you realized you two were the living definition of friends with benefits, extremely tempting benefits.
You quickly got back to reality as he began sucking on the sweet spot on your neck, you didn’t even try to hide your moans the time, you knew how to turn him on and you knew exactly when to do it. He was pressing you into your bed, his slender fingers wandered all over your body, you sat up subtly to have him take off your bralette, and the next thing you knew, he already had his lips on your chest. Soft but lustful moans of your echoed through the room as his had his tongue circling one of your nipples and had another one between his fingers.
You had your back arched up to feel more of him, your impatience was growing, you needed more from him. You couldn’t control yourself from bucking your hips up to feel up his emerging bulge in his light washed jeans.
He lifted his chin from the crook of your neck and whispered into your ears. You hated this, you hated how responsive you are to his teases and how desperate you would get every time when he tormented you with igniting touches, you could never get enough, you would always want more. You just couldn’t bring yourself to ask.
“Stop teasing me, please.”
He stopped his actions on your neck and your chest when he heard you, and moved his hands down towards the hem of your underwear. But just when you thought he was going to give you what you want, he stopped and looked up at you with that devilish grin.
“Say it, tell me what you want.”
He was taking his time, his fingers playing with the lacy details on the hem of your panties, humming random tunes. Such a tease, he was such a mean tease but you couldn’t deny how good he was in bed. You would give in every time, and it was no exception this time.
“I want you to do whatever you want to do with me, please just… I just need you so much.”
His eyes glimmered when he got the answer he wanted. He backed off slowly on his knees, then spreading your legs apart and had his face buried into your clothed core. You bet the wet stain there was as prominent as it could be, not to mention you were wearing pastel today.
“I haven’t even touched you and you’re already this wet.”
He pulled down your underwear with his teeth and a mischievous grin plastered on his face. It was one of his favorite ways to tease you. He took no time to push two fingers in you once the only clothing blocking his way was dumped across the room. You were biting your lips to keep your whimpers down, but he just had a way with you. He buried his face into your glistening pussy and began to suck on your sensitive clit while still pumping his fingers in and out of you.
It didn’t take long for you to introduce him to your neighbors.
You breath was getting heavier as he added the third finger and he continued to have fun with his tongue on you, your fingers were tangled in his hair, desperately trying to hold onto something while he fucks you hard with his amazing fingers and tongue.
Well, all you could say was that it was a long, long night. You expected that because you both know you had high sex drives and he lasted long enough to satisfy the needs of yours.
What you didn’t expect was the scene you saw when you opened your eyes the next morning. Seokmin was half naked, his exposed chest was right in front of you and his arm wrapped around your waist tightly. It might look completely normal after a night of amazing but exhausting workout, but this wasn’t the case for you. You two had come to a mutual understanding that he would not be staying the night when this started. He had been following the unspoken rule strictly, he had never stayed the night, not to mention cuddling you like that, as if you were a couple.
You thought about kicking him off your bed, but you quickly gave up the ruthless thought and refrained your actions. You couldn’t help but look at his sleeping face, the faint sunlight gleaming through the window scattered on his face made his beautiful bone structure even more ethereal, those pretty eyelashes and the honey tan skin. He looked way too angelic to get pushed off your bed.
You even thought the scene in front of you made your heart skipped a beat for a brief moment. But this wasn’t right, you shouldn’t have feelings for him. Even if you were actually going to develop feelings for him, it shouldn’t be right now. It was the worst timing ever.
You really should just wake him up and ask him to get off your bed but you couldn’t bring yourself to do so. All you managed to do was letting out a soft sigh before closing your eyes and drifting into your dreams again.
He soon opened his eyes when your soft breathes started tickling his chest, he smiled when he saw your hand clinging onto his arm. He needed to tell you what was on his mind when you wake up, but for now, he decided to just bury his face into the crook of your neck and go back to sleep along with the sweet fragrance of yours.
It was going to be sweet, or was it?
This is the smut I’ve been working on for quite some time, and I really like how it turned out~ please reblog if you like it too (=´∀｀) it would make your writer here so happy and encouraged!
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