Hiii! Congrats on reaching 1k followers! I was wondering if i can request something for Maki from &team pls? Like idol!maki x idol!reader running into each other in the halls of hybe and finally breaking down after years of unspoken mutual attraction
→ Pairing: idol! Maki x idol! Reader
→ Plot: when secret mutual pining between you and Maki finally hits its breaking point on the most dead floor of HYBE
→ Genre: smut, slight mutual masturbation, making out, implied marking, kinda sweeter than I had originally imagined this to be
→ Notes: Hello love, thank you!!! Of course you can! I’m so excited for this!
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Even though you rarely saw anyone within the halls of HYBE, you were nervous, trying your best to conceal even the smallest of whimpers that dared escape your mouth.
It was rare enough that you ever saw anyone on the same floor as you, let alone the same person every time despite him being from a group that mostly works overseas. But after years of minimal interactions or a simple ‘hi’ and bow as you passed each other at music shows, it got to a point that neither of you could resist.
At first it was innocent. A harmless little crush on the boy that seemingly had a growth spurt overnight. Then suddenly, he’s all you ever saw on any social media platform. TikTok, Twitter, Instagram. He was so handsome and funny and he was an amazing performer. And he felt the same about you.
He would always go on his phone at the end of day, hoping one of your fancams or a clip of you from a past live you had done would pop up on his for you page. It was obvious when your little greetings went from shyly saying hi to each other to full on, and sometimes even flirtatious banter.
“Been thinking about this for so long…”
He whispered in your ear, his hands gripping your waist tight and his lips leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses along your jaw. One of your hands tangles in his hair as the other grips the expanse of his flexed bicep.
“M-Maki, what if someone hears us?”
You say breathlessly. You can feel the pressure of his bites along your neck. You know he’s mindful enough not to leave marks in his wake— he wouldn’t dare risk either of your careers to a scandal— but in the moment it truly felt like you were going to bruise.
“We barely ever saw each other in these halls, you think anyone's actually gonna be outside to hear us?”
He chuckles and bares his toothy smile, pearly white and perfectly imperfect. You sigh into his touch as his lips reach yours, hands moving down to your hips in a near-bruising grip. Your one hand behind his head pushes him closer, the other tugging at the collar of his shirt. His tongue swipes your bottom lip, taking it between his teeth in a teasing pull. You chase after his lips which earns you a cocky chuckle.
He’s towering over you, muscles practically caging you between him and the cold wall behind you. His facial features are mesmerizing, bright and shiny eyes, sharp nose and juicy lips, and those damn eye brow slits that were the cause of your mental turmoil over how you’d try to get yourself to not become a blushing mess whenever you were face to face with him.
Maki knew the effect he had on you, but instead of teasing you about it, he took his time, slowly unbuttoning the flannel you had thrown over yourself that morning before practice. His kisses down your shoulder was a cute prelude to the absolute havoc he was about to wreck you with.
Your fingers tug at the hem of his shirt now, neediness growing by the second. He laughs, tugging his shirt off as your fingers immediately trace the lines of definition along his abdomen. His breath hitches at your cold touch, reaching behind you to unclasp your bra. You look into his eyes, silently signaling that it’s okay for him to proceed.
His head dips down, first leaving kisses across your chest before settling at your left nipple. His tongue carefully swipes against the hardening bud while his other hand pinches the right one. You jolt into him, pushing his face further into your chest. He looks up at you with those glossy eyes when he pulls away. The string of saliva is the only thing keeping you attached for a second as he switches to give your right nipple more attention. Your fingers thread through his hair, lightly pulling on the strands when he does something your body particularly likes.
“Mhmm, Maki,” You lean your head against the wall, arching your back and pushing yourself into him more. Your moans grow breathy, your body unable to resist any longer as your hips begin to grind against him. His breath catches in his throat and his fingers grope you slightly rougher than they were before. His smooth yet calloused fingers raking over your body. Growing impatient, you pull at his belt loops in hopes that he’ll get the hint— and he does.
He unbuttons his jeans, leaving you to fiddle with the zipper and pull them down as he does the same to your pants. His fingers rest politely over your panties, rubbing you though the soft material as your fingers falter against him. You quickly pull his pants down, mirroring his movements against you.
He curses when your fingers wrap around his clothed length, giving it a quick squeeze when you notice little white beads of precum surfacing. You pull him closer, teeth and tongue clashing in a heated kiss as you keep going for a while, both your panties and his boxers having visible wet spots from the constant, but not enough, stimulation from your fingers.
"Fuck, I can't wait anymore. Can I please get in you?"
You frantically nod your head, holding your panties to the side because you're way too impatient to pull them down. And that somehow turns Maki on more; seeing your glistening folds waiting for him knowing he caused it. He stumbles a little taking off his boxers, hiking one of your thighs around him as he lines himself up.
You basically plead for him. Your mouth instantly finds his neck when he pushes in, biting down at the simultaneous stretch and relief you feel. He grunts into your ear at the tightness, holding still to let you adjust. Sweat beads at his forehead as you pull away from his neck. He's smiling down at you, silently thanking you for trusting him enough to do this with him. When you return the smile with a nod, he pulls out slowly and pushes in again, settling at a slow but deep pace. He angles your hips a little higher, intoxicated by the way your moans reach a new octave despite you trying to be quiet about it.
Your hands grip his shoulders as his mouth finds your neck. The more needy he gets, the faster he thrusts, trailing his kisses down to your chest that's bouncing in his face. You tug at his hair yet again, the combined stimulation of his mouth on your nipple and cock drilling into you euphoric. You can't help but moan into his ear, a string of "fucks" and "please" as his speed increases.
"Mhmm, Maki... my leg... it's cramping..."
You sigh into his ear between broken moans and whimpers.
He commands. You do as he says, jumping onto him as your back fully hits the wall and your legs wrap around him. "Better?" He asks as he continues to drill into you, the newfound speed causing your body to shake in preparation for your upcoming orgasm. Your nails dig into his shoulders as he propels his hips deeper and deeper into you, losing himself in the feeling of your gummy walls clenching around him. Yo bump your head against the wall when your orgasm crashes over you out of nowhere, legs tightening around him as your juices drip down his cock and the length of his hips. His mind blanks for a second, holding onto your shaking body as you come down from you high, pulling out as fast as he can and spurting white, hot liquid over the front of your panties.
He still has you help up in his arms as his forehead rests against your chest, out of breath and sweat dripping down his back. Your hands play with his hair, which is also drenched, as you try to steady your breathing as well.
"Are you okay? You sounded like you bumped your head kinda hard in the middle of it all..."
Maki laughs, pulling away from you and gently placing you back on your feet. You laugh with him, caressing the back of your head.
"I felt it but it didn't really hurt... guess I was too lost in other feelings..."
He smiles widely, leaning down to capture your lips in the sweetest kiss you've shared this evening.
"Next time we do this though, can it not be in the HYBE closet? Its so tight in here."
"Yeah, what about MCountdown closet instead?"
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