Contents: lingerie, teasing, threesome, marking, fingering, oral (female receiving), rough breast play, choking, begging, rough unprotected sex
Note: At the risk of sounding sappy, @thetypingpup really is one of the most wonderful people alive. She’s kind and caring and honest with you. She’s hard working and driven and truly a woman after my own heart. I’ve been so lucky to have you come into my life this year, Ellie.
Now enjoy this absolute filth.
Introduction | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
Calling and booking your follow-up appointment was exciting enough, though a part of you worried it would be too short to actually do anything. Up to now, he’d found excuses to touch you, had some reason and taken it further at the signs of your desperation. He didn’t mention redoing the test, though you thought he could hardly justify running it a third time. The thought was welling up in you, the fear that your fantasy may be coming to an end.
And then you got a call to reschedule. Your appointment was pushed a week later and you were only told there was something about a consult. You weren’t sure if that was good or bad but thought it might be bad, it wasn’t as if anyone else could know what was happening, though Dr. Lee couldn’t help but let you moan and scream. You had to wonder if people knew, someone had to have heard and that thought made your cheeks burn. It was somehow at once very private and very public.
Even with your worries, you decided you would still dress cute. If he wasn’t planning on doing anything perhaps seeing you in something else again would convince him. As much as pants would probably be more comfortable you couldn’t resist choosing one of your cutest dresses. He did seem to like when you wore cute things and this one complimented your figure so nicely.
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. you, an upbeat and ditzy underground nurse who treats all kinds of criminals, patch up the assassin toji fushiguro whenever he visits. slowly but surely, you realise he may be faking his injuries just to have an excuse to be near you.
tags. assassin!toji x (bimbo) nurse!female reader. smut with plot. unprotected. ōral (m&f). size difference. slight cervix fǔckin. breēding kink. missionary. dōggy. dirty talk. name calling. crēampie. user is called ‘girl, doll, sweetheart, slut’. not proofread :: wc: 4.5k :: on ao3
the dim fluorescent lights of your small clinic flicker overhead as the door creaks open, letting in a gust of cool night air. you are perched on your stool, scrolling through your phone and admiring the latest pastel pink nail designs on instagram.
your scrubs are a soft baby blue, adorned with little cartoon hearts you ironed on yourself because, well, why not? life is too short not to make everything cute.
the clock reads 2:17am. another late night shift where nothing exciting ever happened. or so you thought.
it’s then that he walks in. toji fushiguro. the man who can make your heart skip a beat just by existing. he is huge, all broad shoulders and rippling muscles under that tight black shirt, his dark hair messy like he’s just rolled out of a fight. which, knowing him, he probably had. his face is scarred and his eyes are sharp and predatory. he is the opposite of everything you are.
but to you? he is just toji, the guy who keeps showing up at your door with wounds that need fixing.
“toji!” you squeal and hop off your stool before rushing over, “oh my gosh, what happened this time? you look... um, intense.”
toji grunts, his deep voice rumbling as he holds his left arm close to his side. blood seeps through the makeshift bandage he’s wrapped around it: a torn strip from his shirt by the looks of it.
“nothin’ serious, girl. just a graze from a knife. mission went south.”
you pout, your glossy lips pursing together. “a knife? that’s not nothing. come on, sit down. let me take care of you.”
you gently grab his good arm. well, tried to, your small hand barely wrapping around his massive bicep as you lead him to the exam table.
toji lets you, though you knew he could have shrugged you off like a fly. that’s what you like about toji; he is all tough on the outside, but with you, he was... gentle? sort of.
as he sits, the table creaks under his weight. you bustle around and pull on your pink latex gloves (because regular ones are so boring) before gathering the needed supplies: antiseptic, gauze and bandages.
your clinic isn’t much—just a back-alley setup for people like him, assassins and mercenaries who couldn't go to real hospitals. but you've made it your own, with fluffy pillows on the chairs and a vase of fake daisies on the counter.
“shirt off,” you say cheerfully, not embarrassed. okay, maybe a little.
you’ve seen toji shirtless plenty of times over the past few months, ever since he first stumbled in here with a bullet wound in his shoulder. but every time, it hits you like a truck. his abs are chiseled like some kind of greek god, scars crisscrossing his skin like a roadmap of violence.
toji smirks, that lopsided grin that makes your tummy flutter, “bossy tonight, huh?”
but he complies, peeling off the bloodied shirt with a wince. there it is: a nasty gash on his upper arm, about four inches long, still oozing blood. not life-threatening, but it needs stitches.
you gasp dramatically, “toji! this looks awful! hold still, okay? i'm gonna clean it.”
you dab at the wound with antiseptic-soaked cotton. your touch is light and careful. he doesn’t even flinch, just watches you with those intense green eyes.
“does it hurt a lot? i have lollipops if you want one after,” you murmur quietly. you feel a bit silly suggesting such a thing to a man like him, but it’s customary to you.
he chuckles, a low, gravelly sound that sends shivers down your spine. “nah, sweetheart. i’ve had worse. you’re the one makin’ it bearable.”
your cheeks heat up and you giggle, a bit distracted from your work. “aww, that’s sweet! you’re my favorite patient, you know that?”
you mean it too. most of the rough types who come in are grumpy or handsy, but toji? he is respectful, even if he teases you relentlessly.
and lately, he's been coming in more often. for smaller stuff that he can fix himself, like this. you wonder if he is just clumsy or something.
as you thread the needle for stitches, you chatter away to fill the silence. “sooo, what was the mission about? bad guys? secret stuff? ooh, was there a chase scene like in the movies?”
“classified,” he says, but there is amusement in his voice, “let’s just say some idiot thought he could outdraw me."
you giggle and tie off the first stitch. “well, duh. no one’s tougher than you.”
your fingers brush his skin accidentally and you feel the heat radiating from him. god, he is warm. and close. you can smell his cologne mixed with sweat and blood—musky and masculine. it makes your head spin a little.
by the time you finish bandaging him up, the clock had ticked to 3am. “all done! try not to rip it open again, okay? and come back if it gets infected. promise?”
toji stands, towering over you and for a moment, his eyes softened as he looks down at you. that upturned face of yours with those doe eyes and bright smile makes him feel funny.
“yeah, yeah. thanks, doll,” he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a wad of cash, which is way more than your usual fee, and presses it into your hand, “for the trouble.”
“nu-uh, that's too much!” you protest, but he is already heading for the door with his hands in the pockets of his pants, not even looking back.
“keep it. buy yourself somethin’ pretty.”
and with that, he is gone, leaving you staring at the door with a dumbfounded smile.
over the next few weeks, toji becomes a regular fixture in your life. at first, it is every couple of days. a bruise here, a cut there. nothing major, but enough to warrant a visit. you’d patch him up, he'd grunt his thanks and you’d both pretend like the lingering looks weren’t happening.
one night, he shows up with a split lip and a somewhat black eye. “fell down some stairs,” he mutters, but you know better.
“liarrr,” you tease, applying ice to his eye with a small giggle, “you’re too ‘professional’ for that. c’monnn, admit it, you just wanted to see me.”
toji raises an eyebrow with that familiar smirk playing on his lips. “maybe. your place is the only one that doesn’t smell like death.”
you beam as you finish treatment. “aww! i knew it. here, have a sticker for being brave.”
you slap a sparkly heart sticker on his chest, right over a scar. he stares down at it, then at you, like he couldn't decide if he wants to laugh or... something else.
as time went on, the visits got more frequent. and weirder. one time, it was just a scraped knee.
“tripped,” he said flatly.
you tilted your head and fluffed his hair out of habit to get the dust out, “toji—you’re like, super assassin guy. you don’t trip.”
“slippery floor.”
another time, a tiny nick on his finger. “paper cut,” he claimed, but his eyes twinkled with mischief.
you started to suspect something. was he hurting himself on purpose? just to see you? the thought made your heart race. you like him a lot. he is scary, sure, but he makes you feel safe. and hot. like, really hot.
the way he’d watch you work, his gaze lingering on your lips or the curve of your hips in your scrubs... yeah, you noticed.
but you are you: a bit oblivious, ditzy and still stuck in your younger years like many say. you trip over your own feet sometimes, forget words mid-sentence and your idea of a wild night is binge-watching rom-coms with ice cream.
and toji is a killer, literally. you’re worlds apart. still, the crush grew. you’d daydream about him kissing you, his big hands on your waist and his muscular body over yours...
it’s a rainy tuesday when things between you shift. toji bursts in around midnight, clutching his side. blood soaks his shirt and it seems way more than usual.
“fuckin’ ambush,” he growls and collapses onto the table.
“oh shit, toji!” you rush over, your hands shaking as you help him strip off the shirt. a deep stab wound in his abdomen. not fatal if treated quick, but bad. “hold on, i'll fix you!”
as you work, cleaning and stitching with frantic efficiency, he watches you. “y’re good at this, y'know? calmer than most.”
you bite your lip as you try focusing on cleaning and stitching up the wound, “i have to be. for you.”
the words slip out before you realise it and you freeze.
toji caught it on time. he tilts his head and his brow arches upward. he barely manages not to grin, knowing he’d feel any small movement in his abdomen. “for me, huh?”
your face burns hot and you shake your head. you almost drop your material, “i mean... you're my friend. or whatever.”
“friend,” he tastes the word then hisses as you pull a stitch tight, “yeah. sure.”
after you bandage him, he doesn’t leave right away. instead, he sits there, shirtless and staring at you. the air thickens and is charged with something unspoken.
“toji?” you whisper and step closer. your heart pounds loudly in your ears at the sudden tension.
toji reaches out, his rough hand cupping your cheek. his palm is calloused and warm, making you instinctively lean into it. “y’ve been on my mind, doll. more than you should,” he murmurs gruffly.
your breath hitches at the confession. his low voice seems deeper than usual, low and whispery. you’re not sure you can handle him being this close.
“really? me too. i mean, you. on my mind,” you stammer a bit, fumbling your words.
toji pulls you between his legs and your bodies are now only inches apart. he smirks up at you, “good. ‘cause i've been comin’ here for bullshit reasons just to see y’r ass.”
you gasp and then laugh, smacking him against his chest lightly, “i knew it! the paper cut bit was sus.”
toji’s laugh was low, vibrating through you. then his lips are on yours without a warning. it’s a rough, demanding, but oh-so-perfect kiss. you melt into him and your hands roam his broad chest, tracing scars. he tastes like danger and desire, his tongue invading your mouth as he grips your hips hard enough to bruise.
but it stops there that night. he pulls back, breathing heavy. toji looks like he’s barely restraining himself, eyes dark as they linger on your breasts before flicking upwards again.
he nips at your bottom lip, “not yet. gotta heal first.”
you pout and look a bit dejected. “hmph. tease.”
“patience, sweetheart.”
the tension built over the next visits. flirty touches turn to heated makeouts. he’d pin you against the wall after patching a "minor" bruise, his hands under your scrubs, squeezing your ass while you whimpered into his mouth.
you’d grind against his thigh, feeling his hardness press against you, but he’d always stop before it went too far.
“wanna do this right,” he’d growl as an excuse every time.
you’re going insane. your brain is completely fixated on him. on his size, his strength and how he'd probably wreck you in the best way ever. you even start wearing cuter outfits under your scrubs: lacy bras and thigh-highs, just in case.
then, one stormy night, he shows up again. this time unscathed. no blood, no bruises. just... him.
“toji?” you blink and your heart skips a beat as you set down the gauze. confusion mixes with a thrill that makes your thighs clench, “you’re okay? no cuts, no bruises... nothing?”
the assassin steps inside and the door clicks shut behind him. with a deliberate flick, he locks it, the sound echoing like a promise. his gaze rake over you. specifically your baby blue scrubs hugging your curves and the way your eyelashes fluttered innocently.
“yeah,” toji growls, voice low and rough, “came for somethin’ else this time.”
your pulse thunders in your ears and heat blooms low in your belly.
“oh?” it comes out breathy, your brain already fogging with anticipation. you can feel your nipples hardening under your lacy bra at the many images flashing through your mind.
toji stalks toward you like a predator, each step deliberate, closing the distance until your back hits the edge of the exam table. the air between you crackles with thick and unspoken need.
his hand shoots out to grip your chin firmly before tilting your face up to meet his intense stare. “you, doll. been dreamin’ about fuckin’ you senseless every goddamn night. that cute little body of yours writhin’ under me, beggin’ for my cock. gonna make you scream my name till your voice breaks.”
your panties soak through in an instant at his nasty words. you've fantasized about this so many times, his rough hands on you and his deep voice whispering dirty promises, but hearing it out loud? it made your knees weak.
“toji... yes, please,” you whimper, your hands trembling as they reach for his chest to feel up the hard ridges of muscle under his wet shirt.
his mouth instantly crashes down on yours in a bruising kiss, all teeth and tongue, devouring you like he’s been starving. his large hands roam possessively over your body.
one hand comes up to yank your head back by your hair for better access, the other sliding down to grip your ass hard. he squeezes the soft flesh until you gasp into his mouth. he tastes like rain and sin, his tongue fucking your mouth in a filthy preview of what is to come.
with a growl, he rips at your scrubs, buttons popping off and scattering across the floor like confetti. the top gapes open to reveal your pink lacy bra that barely contain your tits, the sheer fabric doing nothing to hide your stiff nipples poking through.
“fuck, look at you,” he rasps, eyes darkening with lust as he drinks you in. “all dolled up in this slutty little bra, just beggin’ to be fucked, huh?”
you moan and arch into his touch as his calloused palms cup your breasts, thumbs circling your nipples through the lace in rough and teasing strokes. the friction sends jolts straight to your clit and makes you grind against his thigh instinctively.
“been wantin' this forever,” you pant, your hands fumbling with his wet shirt to get it off, desperate to feel his skin, “your hands on me, your mouth... oh fuck, please.”
toji smirks against your neck before biting down hard enough to leave a mark. he soothes it with his tongue, “greedy little thing, aren’t ya? don't worry, doll—i’m gonna give you every fuckin’ inch.”
with a swift motion, he shoves your bra up over your tits, exposing them to the cool air.
your nipples pebble instantly and he latches onto one with a hungry growl, sucking hard while his tongue flicks the sensitive bud. his teeth grazes and nips it just enough to make you cry out, pain blending with pleasure as he palms the other roughly, pinching and rolling the nipple between his calloused fingers.
”toji! oh god, that feels so good... harder, please,” you beg with your fingers tangling in his damp hair, pulling him closer. your brain is melting, reduced to needy whimpers and the ache between your legs.
his free hand slides down your body to trace the curve of your waist before cupping your mound over your pants. he can feel the warmth radiating from your pussy as well as the dampness seeping through the fabric.
“wet already? fuckin’ soaked through y’r pants like a desperate slut,” toji murmurs against your skin, his voice vibrating through you. he rubs you firmly and grinds the heel of his palm against your clit, making your hips buck wildly.
“this pretty pussy’s been achin’ for my cock, hasn't it? drippin' just thinkin’ about me stretchin’ you out.”
“yes! toji, touch me—finger me, fuck me, anything,” you whine desperately, your voice high and breathy as you rock against his large hand.
toji chuckles darkly as he hook his fingers into your waistband and yanks your pants down in one rough tug, taking your panties with them—white lace with delicate little bows, now ruined with your arousal. the cool air hits your bare pussy and makes you shiver as strings of slick cling to your thighs.
“adorable,” the dark-haired man mutters, his eyes fixed on your glistening folds. they’re puffy and wet with need. he drops to his knees, his broad shoulders forcing your legs apart as he grips your thighs hard.
his hot breath ghosts over your exposed cunt which makes you clench around nothing, “look at this cute, wet cunt. so fuckin’ pretty and needy. gonna eat it till you scream. ‘till y’re squirtin’ all over my face like the dirty girl ya are.”
before you can beg, his tongue dives in, flat and broad as he laps from your entrance to your clit in one long and filthy stroke. you gasp, legs wobbling as he sucks your swollen clit into his mouth while his tongue flicked relentlessly over your cunt.
his rough fingers bruise your thighs, holding you open as he devours you like a man possessed, groaning into your pussy.
“taste so fuckin' sweet, doll. this juicy little cunt’s all mine now. need’ta tongue-fuck it till you're cryin'.”
“toji! too much—ah! fuck, right there!” you cry out and your hands fist his hair as he plunges his tongue deep inside you, curling it to stroke your walls. his nose grinds against your clit and the friction drives you absolutely insane.
you’re a babbling mess, your body overwhelmed by the pleasure, hips grinding shamelessly against his face. “feels so good... don't stop, please don't stop... gonna cum so harddd!”
he hums in approval and the vibration shoots through you like lightning. then he adds two thick fingers, thrusting them knuckle-deep into your dripping cunt before curling them to hit that spongy spot that made stars explode behind your eyes.
he pumps them hard, scissoring to stretch you while his mouth never leaves your clit. “that's it, cum for me, little slut. flood my mouth with that sweet pussy juice—wanna drink every drop.”
you shatter with a scream at those words, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave. your velvety walls clamp down on his fingers, juices gushing out as you squirt. it coats his chin and drips down his neck. he licks you through it, sucking up every bit with greedy slurps until you’re trembling and oversensitive.
toji stands as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, a smug grin on his glistening face, “good girl. fuck, you taste like heaven.”
but he wasn't done. not even close. he strips off his clothes with efficient roughness, yanking off his shirt to reveal the sculpted planes of his chest. his pants follow, his cock springing free. it’s huge, veiny and throbbing with need, the tip angry red and leaking pre-cum. it curves slightly at the tip and it’s as thick as your wrist.
your eyes widen and your mouth waters at the sight. you expected him to be packing a monster, but not such a big one. the veins running along the length only intimidate you more.
“that's... so fucking big. it's gonna split me open,” you whine as you rub your thighs together in anticipation.
toji chuckles while stroking himself slowly, his fist wrapping tight around the girth. “think you can take it, doll? wanna stuff this fat cock in your tight little pussy ‘n make you scream real bad.”
you nod eagerly before dropping to your knees on the cold floor, your smaller hands reaching for him slowly. “wanna try. wanna suck it first—to taste you.”
you slowly wrap your lips around the swollen tip and suck softly at first, tongue swirling around the slit to lap up his salty pre-cum. the assassin groans deeply and his hand immediately fists your hair. “fuck, your mouth ‘s so fuckin’ hot. suck it deeper, yeaaah—choke on my dick like a good slut.”
the encouragement only makes you take more. you bob your head and hollow your cheeks as you work him with sloppy enthusiasm. saliva drips down your chin which is mixed with his pre-cum.
you gag on his length, tears pricking your eyes from the stretch. he’s too big, the mushroom shaped tip hitting the back of your throat, but you pushed on—humming around him.
“shiiit, that's it. gag on it, baby,” he grunts before pulling you off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting your lips to his cock, “not tonight though. wanna be buried balls-deep in y’r pussy instead.”
toji lifts you effortlessly onto the table and spreads your legs wide, your dripping cunt on full display. he drags your hips to the edge and comes to stand between your thighs.
“condom?” you whisper, ever the responsible nurse, even as your body aches for him raw.
he shakes his head, green eyes locked on where his tip is slowly dragging up and down your pussy lips, nudging your little hole. “nah. i’m clean. you?”
“y-yeah. on the pill,” you bite your lip and spread your folds with your fingers invitingly, fluttering your eyelashes up at him, “raw then?”
“fuck yes,” toji groans in agreement and rubs the thick head against your slick entrance, coating himself in your juices. “gonna ruin this tight cunt, girl. pound it till you're creamin' all over my cock, then breed ya deep.”
he thrusts in slow at first, inch by agonizing inch, stretching your walls impossibly wide. you whimper as your nails dig into his wide shoulders. the burn in your cunt is so intense it borders on pain.
“so big—ah, fuck, it hurts so good... deeper, toji, please!” you mewl already, hypnotised by the way his dick is filling you all the way.
once fully sheathed with his balls flush against your plush ass, he pauses and lets you adjust to the fullness. you feel utterly stuffed, his cock throbbing inside you while pressing against every sensitive spot.
toji’s hands grip your thighs tightly, holding your legs open wide while he looks down at the sight beneath him. your glossy eyes are brimming with overwhelmed tears, tits jiggling slightly with each ragged breath and those pouty lips parted in little gasps.
so fucking adorable.
not like the other women he’s had, the ones who took him rough and fast without a second thought, all bravado and no softness. but you?
you sweet, ditzy little thing are trembling around him, your smaller body trying so hard to take every inch as you look up at him like he is your whole world. it makes something possessive twist in his chest.
“eaaasy,” he rasps as he brushes a thumb over your heated cheek, “just breathe. you’re doin’ so good for me, pretty girl.”
it’s only when you give him a sign that he starts sawing his hips back and forth. it starts off slow before turning it into slow and deep thrusts that have you moaning like a pornstar.
“hnnh, harder... fuck me like you mean it, p-please,” you moan prettily, pussy squeezing his dick tightly.
that pretty plea snaps his restraint.
toji pounds into you relentlessly, the table creaking under the force. the sounds of your wet and sweaty skin slapping together echo obscenely in your clinic.
“take it, doll. fuckin' take my cock—your pussy's grippin' me so tight,” the dark-haired man grumbles, sweat trickling off his forehead.
each slam forward hits your cervix, the mix of pain and pleasure making you see white.
“yesyesyes! right there! fuck me—fuck this pussy!” you gasp as you wrap your legs around his waist, meeting his brutal thrusts.
toji’s veiny hand wraps around your throat. he’s not really choking you but more holding you in place, his dominance making you wetter. “this slutty little body of y’rs—this greedy cunt—are all fuckin' mine, yeah? say it.”
“yours! all yours, toji—fuck, i'm yours!” you cry out. you’re loving the possession, legs tensing up around his waist, locking him in deeper.
toji groans deeply at your wantong moans before suddenly flipping you over, bending you over the table, your tits pressed against the cold surface.
“ass up, doll. show me that pretty pussy again,” he smacks his girthy cock against your ass, watching the flesh ripple.
you comply and arch your back, presenting yourself like a cat in heat. he spanks you hard in response and the sting blooms across your cheek, making you yelp.
“cute lil’ ass. gonna spank it while i fuck you senseless,” toji licks his lip, grinding his cock between your cheeks while he smacks them.
more spanks rain down and alternating between your ass cheeks, each one harder than the last. your skin is burning deliciously and the pain only spurs you on more.
“oh fuck, yes! spank me more, nghhh—“ you beg and plea repeatedly, pushing your bottom back to him.
toji slides back in from behind in one swift thrust, even deeper this way, his cock bullying into your g-spot with every snap of his hips. one hand fist your hair and yanks your head back to arch you further.
the other snakes around to rub your clit in furious circles, “cum again. squeeze my dick with that tight cunt, yeah—milk me dry while i breed you.”
and that you did. you clench around him like a vice as another orgasm tears through you and your juices splatter down your thighs and all over his dick.
“toji! fuck, i'm cumming—yes, ohhh, fill me upp!”
toji groans at the feeling of your pussy trying to milk him dry. you’re clamping down on him, your slick covering his cock and sack erotically.
his thrusts turn erratic, balls slapping against your clit. “am gonna pump this womb full of my cum, doll—fuckkkk! breed ya till you're drippin' with it, till y’re knocked up with my kid.”
“yes please, oh my god!” you scream and eagerly push your ass back against his pelvis, taking him so deep that your eyes roll back and your toes curl from pleasure.
with a deep and low groan, toji buries himself deep, hot ropes of cum painting your insides, flooding you until it leaks out around his twitching cock. you feel every pulse of your pussy milking him greedily, drawing out every drop.
panting, he pulls out slowly to watching his thick cum drip from your stretched hole, pooling on the floor below.
toji spreads your cheeks and admires the mess with a low whistle, “fuckin’ beautiful. look at that creamy pussy, stuffed and ruined, keheh.”
you turn your body to face him before pulling the panting man into a kiss. your arms wrap around his neck and toji leans down slowly, covering your body with his larger one.
you part after a moment and smile up at him, still a bit dazed, “that was... wow. so intense.”
toji grins down at you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before whispering into it using that seductive tone.
“and it’s just the beginning, doll. gonna fuck ya like this all night—every day.”
God he loves eating pussy so much. Getting you all needy holding you down with his strong fucking arms while he eats you out. He’s hard to satiate. His hunger is too much. He wants to eat you put in all positions. Starts with classic you on your back with your legs on his shoulder. He probably won’t even bother taking off your dress your underwear is barely off your ankles. You’d cum once expecting him to penetrate you but no he wants more. He’ll have you sit on his face (plus points if you’re a curvier woman because god does he love that weight on his face). He tongue fucks you in this position. He probably snickers at you when you squirt because baby he’s far from done. His favourite is you on your front lying down your ass raised up with your pussy right in front of his face. He’s all messy and spitty and noisy. I know he makes a lot of slurpy noises and mmmhn-s down there. Sometimes he’ll rut on the sheets while eating you out and even cum on the bed untouched.
18+ minors dni, f!reader, daddy x1, tw i talk about gyu’s ipad again :/
mingyu wants a gf so bad i just know he has so much love to give….. so ready to obsess over a sweet girl and treat her perfectly
you’re his muse.. he’s always drawing you, looking up from the page to look over your face, brows furrowing and canines gnawing on his bottom lip when he can’t get your plush lips right or capture just how pretty your eyes are
gyu loves femininity and loves watching you do your makeup, asking “can i try?” before picking up a brush that’s way too small in his big hand and patting it so softly into the pinkest blush you have, sweeping it so softly over your cheeks you can barely feel it. he’d be so concentrated, clumsy hands working slowly and carefully to add all the pink tones and shimmers that are his favourite <3 he starts asking his makeup artists more questions as they do his makeup, getting tips so he can do yours better…!!!!
when he’s abroad for work he’s always shopping for you, picking out dresses and skirts and shoes and jewellery he wants to see you in, “i thought you’d look really pretty in this, baby” akskfllnf
when you wear his favourite silky mini skirt, bare legs half visible between sheer tights, you won’t make it to your dinner date before getting fucked. he can’t stop himself from ripping your tights away from your body and stuffing you with his hard cock, whether he’s pressing you against the front door or ushering you into the back seat of his car, “can’t wait, baby, y’look so fucking pretty”
he’s good at containing himself in public, even when you’re out drinking with friends and your hand finds his thigh under the table, fingers timidly creeping closer to ghost over his cock that sits thick and heavy in his pants. he’ll just smile down at you, pulling you closer against his side so you can reach him easier, “having fun?”
when you get home it’s a different story, gyu letting it all out as he pins your knees to your chest, hooded eyes staring at how your tight cunt stretches around his cock as he pounds you, “my needy girl, hm? you want cock that bad, baby? tell me”
gyu could completely just get off on your pleasure, so when you’re doing the work he’s rambling off raspy whimpers and praises, his cute lisp getting heavier the messier you are. he’s all heart eyes as you ride him, his cute bunny girl so needy and bouncing so energetically, your juices gushing all over his lower tummy as your face flushes with the effort, “fuck yourself on it, bunny, fuck- that’s right”
“so pretty on the end of m’cock like this- like you fuckin belong there”
the tips of his fingers bruising your hips as he bucks up into you, so close to emptying his balls into your tummy, “fuck- m’ close- y’want daddy to breed you, bunny? tell me you want it”
loves to see his pretty girl fall apart and go dumb for him, mascara streaming down your cheeks and lipgloss smeared around your mouth as you choke on his cock. his voice is deep and quiet, like he doesn’t want to disrupt the perfect scene in front of him, “making me feel so good, baby, look so pretty with y’mouth full” big hands holding your head as he holds himself back from taking control and fucking your throat
always babies you after, wiping your face so softly with a makeup wipe to clean your drool and his cum from your lips. he puts one of his shirts onto you and likes to hold you on his lap as he draws on his ipad, feeling you wrap softly around his thick torso and bury your face into his chest. he cranes his neck down every two minutes to press his lips to yours, smiling into it when you let out sleepy moans
summary. sometimes, good things come from bad ideas.
pairing. (idol!)mingyu x f!reader
word count. 2426
cw. daddy kink / mild ddlg (mg refers to himself as dad 2x), cum play and cum eating and just... so much cum... (reader is cum obsessed i'm sorry), degradation if you squint, cnc and false sympathy, pet names (he calls reader princess a lot, size kink also if you squint, throatfucking (reader fucking loves cock in mouf. reader is me.), allusions to being in subspace but i didn't wanna say it explicitly bc it felt too on-the-nose, lots of buildup (sorry)
i am not responsible for the content you consume. proceed with caution.
author's note. uhhh belated happy father's day he is still my dad and i still wanna suck his dick (also heyyyy haha heyyy guys.....pls dont kill me for being gone.......)
this was a bad idea. this was a very bad idea from the very start, and mingyu knew it.
he had some work to be done with bumzu today. he knew he had to be locked in, focused 101% on his work, but the past few days without you had been hellish. between busy schedules and video calls that just wouldn’t cut it, he knew needed to see you, hold you, hear your voice.
so, against his better judgement, he insisted on having you over at his studio.
“…oppa, are you sure?” you had asked him when he called you up to tell you to come over.
“baby, please?” he pleaded, and you could hear the pout in his voice. he’d rambled something about missing you more than anything, about not seeing you felt like eternal damnation (entirely an exaggeration), and that it was now or never again (realistically, just few months give or take, but mingyu is dramatic).
“i’ll pay for your ride— or i’ll ask someone to pick you up. or i’ll go pick you up myself right now,” he rattled on in one breath, “just— please? i miss you.”
and against your better judgment as well, you agreed and you were out of your apartment in no more than ten minutes.
it was fine at first.
as you walked into mingyu’s studio, you were immediately greeted by this six-foot-something man’s buff arms wrapping around your body, lifting you up and hugging you tight, before you could even drop your bag.
“my baby,” mingyu cooed into your neck possessively with a yearning so intense you’d think it’s been years since he last saw you, “my angel. my princess. missed you so fucking much.”
and you smiled and nuzzled into his neck, “my big baby. missed you too.”
after a soft makeout laced with heavy pining by the door, he kissed your forehead and let you settle onto the couch as he sat back on his chair to finish writing his lyrics as some music played softly in the background.
he got bored quickly. and you watched with fondness as he played with instagram filters to pass time while waiting.
then his song came on.
he turned on his camera, and as he started dancing in his chair, vibing to every beat of his song, your eyes darkened with hunger and heat pooled in the pit of your stomach. the minute he stopped recording, you found yourself rising from the couch and crawling to fill the space between his knees.
“oh?” mingyu tips his head down to peer at you past his shades before taking off the pair and setting it aside. you bite back the smile creeping onto your lips and rest your cheek against his thigh.
“hi,” you whisper, a little too innocently for the fact that you’re on your knees between his thighs. instinctually, mingyu’s hand combs through your hair, scratching slightly at the base of your neck as he smiles down at you. you hum, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling.
“hi, princess. what’re you doing, hm?”
“y’so handsome,” you mumble, words slurring into each other. “wan’ you.”
mingyu can tell that your headspace is already starting to slip.
despite all the time he’s been with you, he still can’t believe how strong of an effect you have on each other. he can already feel himself hardening in his jeans, and judging by the haze behind your eyes, he knows you’re craving to have his cock shoved down your throat.
your gaze drops to his growing bulge and your shy hands come up to fiddle with the button.
“can i…?” you ask him quietly, looking up at him with those doe eyes he can never seem to resist.
with a smile, he rises to his feet and takes the initiative to pop open the button himself. he frees himself of his jeans and briefs in one go, fabric pooling by his ankles and belt landing onto the ground with a soft clink!
he grasps himself by the base and pumps, slowly but firmly, getting himself fully hard as he sits back down. your eyes never leave him, transfixed. just about hypnotized. you don’t even notice yourself lick and bite your lip, or that your eyes are now half hooded as you watche him.
mingyu smiles, proud. “cockdrunk already, love? i haven’t even given you my cock yet.”
and you just whine at his teasing. you settle between his legs again, cheek pressing against his now bare thigh. “gimme,” you pout with an impatient huff. “please?”
his fingers thread through your hair and he tugs. you let him. with the grip in your hair, he pulls your head closer to his thick cock and your jaw drops open automatically, sticking your tongue out as if to reach for him. then when the tip taps against your wet tongue, you latch onto him, lips snug around the head, tongue perfectly wrapped around it.
you moan in pleasure. in happiness. in utter bliss. like latched onto his cock is where you’re meant to be. (you’re convinced that it is.)
“how d’you want daddy, hm?” he asks through heavier and heavier breaths as he slowly but surely pushes your head down onto him until your nose is pressing into his skin.
he knows you can’t answer with a mouthful of cock so he continues. “jus’ wanna play?”
you nod, as much as you can with a mouthful of cock. mingyu lets go of the grip in your hair and scratches at your scalp again in affection, warm, tender smile splayed on his lips.
on his go ahead, princess, you slowly start to bob your head up and down, steadily fucking your throat onto his cock. you try to savor the feeling of his fat cock sliding in and out of your throat, but you can’t help but gag a few times too many.
the sound is music to mingyu’s ears though, only making him harder with each wet, creamy sound as your throat constricts around him. spit pools around your lips, gathering around the base of his cock and dripping down his balls.
then you lift yourself up and off his cock to take a breath. your hand wraps around the base and you start pumping firmly. then your lips wrap around the head again. you swirl your tongue around the tip and lap against the slit, drinking up every drop of pre-cum that leaks out.
every movement, every stroke of your tongue makes mingyu’s groans grow louder. it’s taking everything in him to keep himself from forcing his cock down your throat and using you as a toy. all you want is to play with daddy’s cock, and what his baby wants, you always get.
you kiss and lick and suck on just the tip, while your hand stays busy pumping the length of him. your other hand comes up to massage his balls and it’s in that moment that mingyu thinks he’s about to lose his mind.
“fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, baby—” his deep groans morph into high, begging whines that shoot heat straight to your core. at this point, you want nothing more than to have him cum on your tongue, to savor the bitter taste of his seed that you’re convinced you’re almost addicted to.
you let go of the tip only to kiss down his length until you reach his heavy, dare he say neglected balls. without thinking twice, you lap at his balls. your gaze is fixed onto him, watching his expression through dewy eyes. the way his brows furrow, the way his chest rises and falls as he keeps himself from cumming too soon, the way his jaw drops open and the yummiest sounds spill from his parted lips.
when you suck one of his balls into your mouth, he decides he can’t take it anymore. his hand laces through your hair again and he pulls you off of him as he rises to his feet. you stumble back, mingyu’s grip being the only thing holding you up.
“m’sorry, baby,” he apologizes, but not in any actual guilt. it’s that patronizing, faux-concerned tone only leaves you wanting him more.
you smile and giggle as he handles you roughly into position: on the floor with your legs in a W, sitting snugly between his thighs.
he pushes himself into your mouth again in one swift move and breaks past the back of your throat, not giving you even a single moment of respite. you gag against him but he keeps pushing anyway until he’s buried completely. his grip loosens only to cradle the back of your head to keep you in place as he starts to rock his hips into your hot mouth.
“i’m sorry, baby, i know,” he coos again in false sympathy as if trying to soothe your struggle, hips rutting into your mouth.
bubbles of spit form on the corners of your lips. you gag again, the sound wet and miserable and delicious all the same. “m’sorry. daddy’s sorry. jus’ need you so bad”
you whimper. in strife. in desire. in need. mingyu’s thrusts turn brutal but you love it— live for it. you choke around his cock. you can barely breathe. your vision is blurred with tears from all the gagging, cheeks and chin stained with a mixture of spit and tears. but you know there’s no where else you’d rather be.
when his hips start stuttering, you know he’s close. you lock gazes, and in an instant, mingyu understands what his baby wants— no, needs.
“want dad’s cum? hm, princess?” he asks through shallow breaths and heavy moans.
you moan and look at him as pleadingly as you can to signal your desire. the grin on his lips is lopsided and proud because he knows he did this to you. because only he can do this to you.
he pulls you off him just a little bit, keeping the tip in your mouth. then with his other hand gripping firmly around the base of his cock, he spills into your mouth, warm ropes of thick, white cum vandalizing your tongue.
he doesn’t let you swallow yet. the hand in your hair moves to grip your chin as his still-hard cock slips out of your mouth.
“show me,” he says and pushes his fingers into your cheeks and between your teeth get you to open your mouth. your tongue curls at the edges slightly as you show him, being careful not to spill.
he leans forward, then drips a thick wad of spit into the pool of cum in your mouth. you can only moan in need, pussy clenching and thighs pressing together. mingyu dips his thumb into the puddle and mixes his spit and cum together, still smirking down at you. he taps the pad of his digit against your tongue to watch the way the disgusting mix stretches and splashes in your mouth. you want to swallow all of it down so bad and he knows it.
but he isn’t done with you yet.
so he lets go of your chin and slips into your mouth again, using the cum and spit as lubrication as he fucks your tight, warm throat all over again, just as ruthlessly as earlier, if not more.
the spit and cum spill from your mouth and drip down your chin with every deep thrust, and you cry. not because it hurts— god, no. but because you feel like you’re wasting all of his precious seed. you want to swallow his cum so badly, to feel that warmth fill your mouth and bloom in your throat.
the grip in your hair returns shortly. without warning, mingyu thrusts into your hot mouth just as he slams your head onto his cock. your nose presses into into his pubic bone, balls warm against your chin, and then—
“fuck—” he whimpers with a cry of your name. “cumming— dad’s cumming. m’cumming.”
you finally feel that blooming warmth of his cum shooting down your throat, load after load, just like you wanted.
he stills, spilling seemingly endlessly into your mouth and down your throat but you’re not complaining. he cums so hard and so much that it overflows from the corners of your lips and spills out of your little mouth despite your best efforts to swallow every load. he keeps himself buried snugly in your throat until he’s spent and his balls are empty.
when he pulls out of your mouth, his cock is limp and soft. your mouth and chin are soaked and stained by his cum, but still, you look up at him with stars in your eyes, lovestruck and dumb, as if he wasn’t just balls-deep in your mouth.
he chuckles at the sight, heart warm with tender love and adoration despite it all. you’re a little wobbly as he helps you onto your feet before falling back down onto his chair, strong hands pulling you along and you land on his lap. (he’ll have to wipe this chair clean in a little while — thank god it’s leather.)
“happy baby?” he asks with a fucked out, dazed smile. you nod and lick your lips to lap up what you can.
“mhm. yummy,” you say in that innocent tone again with a nod.
mingyu can’t help but giggle at you. he cups your cheek gently then scoops up some of the cum dripping down your chin with his thumb. he pushes the digit into your mouth and you happily suck it clean.
“let’s get cleaned up, yeah?” he says. you both rise from the seat and he kisses your forehead affectionately.
he wipes himself clean with some baby wipes first, then tucks himself back into his briefs and zips his jeans back up. then it’s your turn and he carefully wipes your face clean, all while showering you in praises. pretty girl. did so good. my beautiful, beautiful princess. i love you.
the air purifier is switched on, the chair wiped down with a disinfecting wipe, and the air is sprayed with a little fresh linen room spray from his favourite brand.
he helps you drink some water and dresses you in the oversized hoodie he had worn on the way. you two cuddle on the couch in comfortable silence, your head slotted in the curve of his neck. his hands caress your side while you trace patterns on his chest. your heartbeats and breaths sync, and soon enough, you’re out like a light in the comfort of his arms.
thinking about mingyu, laid in bed with an arm behind his head and you on his shoulder as he tries to catch his breath after sex.
his skin is glowing, and the way his hair stucks to his damp forehead alone could make you lose your breath too. he closes his eyes for a minute, fighting the urge to just wrap you inside his arms and fall asleep because he knows he still has work to do - otherwise the sheets won't change itself.
but you can't help but touch him. your fingers slide down mingyu's bicep, nails slightly scratching his armpit as it goes down his skin, making him instinctively close his arm and yelp like a little kid.
"baby~", he whines, wide eyes looking down at you and a smile on his face. "it tickles!"
"i'm sorry", you laugh, resting your hand on his chest though, quietly noticing the way he gets goosebumps just by the simple touch.
mingyu turns a bit to his side, reaching down to kiss your forehead. his arm that is wrapped around your waist as you use his shoulder as a pillow brings you against him just a tiny bit too.
"are you feeling okay?", he whispers, smirking when you nod. "you feeling good?"
it's a bust for his ego, to know that you are satisfied and that he quite literally changed the chemicals of your brain all by himself.
"yeah", you whisper back when you feel him kiss your forehead again.
kim mingyu x fem!reader
cw: 18+ mdni, smut, lewd language
he watches you cook breakfast for him. sits on the counter just keeping his eyes trained on you. but he also insists on cooking something for you, as well.
he’ll latch himself onto you from behind, walking around the room attached to your back until you’re complaining and threatening to kick him. and even then, he’ll drop his head to your shoulder and whine. “but i just wanna be close to you.”
he’ll do the laundry and wear your clean underwear on his head as a bandana.
he reach the things that are too high for you. you tell him you could have gotten it yourself and he’d put it back, further away, and amusedly watch you struggle to get it.
he bends with his hands on his knees to be eye level with you. it makes you flustered every time.
he flicks your forehead when you’re being annoying. you always hold the inflicted area and pout, to which he immediately kisses away to make up for it.
he threatens to take you over his knees more often than he actually does.
he uses both thumbs to swipe away the tears under your eyes after you’ve both had an argument. always whispers “i’m sorry, i love you,” repeatedly to reassure you.
he likes to wolf whistle at you, pulling his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose, when he sees you wearing his favorite shorts you own. the ones that nicely accentuates your ass.
he likes to mix it up when kissing. the rhythm can go from quick, urgent and powerful to slow, soft, and meaningful then very wet and sloppy.
he breathlessly mutters “fuck me” as he drinks in the image of you, mind reeling with places he wants to touch, places he wants to mark up.
he hits his head on the headboard because he’s just so excited that you’re about to give him the most disrespectful, toe curling, sheet gripping, back arching, earth shattering, pussy, to the point where the tip of his cock does butterfly strokes in your womb.
he splays his fingers against your lower tummy, pressing slightly. you gasp and hold his wrist there. “you feel me right here,” he grunts.
he gets emotional mid-fuck and buries his face in your neck, whimpering out soft moans and broken “i love you’s.”
he’s always so apologetic during make up sex, whispering “please, please, please” continuously as he pushes himself deeper into you. you’re unsure if he’s begging for forgiveness or release. either way, you kiss his head to tell him it’s okay.
he sleepily runs his fingers through your sweaty post-sex hair, eyes half lidded and heavy.
he talks to you when you’re sleeping because he just wants to stare at you a little longer. likes whispering to you how gorgeous you are, pressing a single kiss to your cheek and hopes his message is sent. (it is).
oh my god please write an older bf!mingyu i love ur scoups one sm 💗 (did i mention to put creampie in? did i) 👁️👁️ thank u babes mwah
hehe ofc! glad u enjoyed it mwahaha
olderbf! mingyu x college student! reader (f)
a/n; pls don’t use tinder guys… // word count; 1.2K
content; age gap, size difference, overstimulation, consensual recording, sending nudes, creampie, oral sex (f and m receiving), fingering, spanking, car sex, public/semi-public sex, degradation, praise kink, riding, smut with the smallest amount of plot
OLDER BF!MINGYU who met you through a dating app his friend forced him to go on. he usually ignored all the young girls who sent him thirsty messages and had their bodies on display on their profile. but you were different. only cute selfies, cat pictures, and your interests were shown on your page, drawing him to get interested in you. so he messaged you first!
OLDER BF!MINGYU who noticed your like in art so he immediately suggested taking you to a museum as your first date <3 he was the sweetest man you’ve ever met. yes, he was way older than you but it made everything 10x better. he knew how to treat you well, he made you feel safe, and he even dropped so many compliments on you that day it made you squirm in your seat.
OLDER BF!MINGYU who noticed you staring at his arms every time he helped you pick up something or every time he extended his arm out to pay for your meal. his ego was boosted then, making sure to flex them every once in a while when he saw you looking. you looked so adorable, your pretty face blushing, thighs squeezing together while admiring him. he needed you.
OLDER BF!MINGYU who, at first, tries to be soft with you. you were so much smaller than him, he was almost scared he’d break you :< that was until you started playing little games. bending down when you decided to wear no panties under your dress or skirt, fingers grazing over his crotch while you had dinner. all while giving him a innocent look. oh, he was tired of playing nice with you.
OLDER BF!MINGYU who has you salivating all over your chin and tits. he’s fucking your face so roughly, your makeup is completely ruined and you have no thoughts whatsoever as he holds your face firmly with his hands. ‘fucking brat’, as he stared straight into your eyes, groaning from the tears that started to fall down. he was not afraid to show you that he was enjoying the way your mouth was taking him in so well.
OLDER BF!MINGYU who loves to overstimulate you. he knows you love it despite your whines, ‘g-gyu no more,’ as you try to push his head away from your sensitive pussy. but he just continues licking and sucking on the spot he knows drives you crazy. you don’t even realize it, but you start grinding on his mouth, feeling the smile form on his lips. ‘doesn’t seem like you want me to stop, baby.’ god, he could taste you all fucking day while having you squirm over him. lapping your juices for being such a good girl the other day while you took his cock in your mouth <3
OLDER BF!MINGYU who takes and picks you up from college; his expensive car catching the eyes of others as you happily walk to greet your boyfriend. glaring through his window to any of the young guys looking at you get into his car. oh, and his favorite thing is take your mind off the stressful day that just passed. panties shoved to the side as he plunges his fingers in and out of you while driving home. 'that's it, princess. use my fingers,' your moans and whimpers take over the entire car as you hold onto the arm that he is using to pleasure you in the passenger seat. his eyes directed towards you every once in a while to see the fucked out expression on your face. he doesn’t care if people can see the lewd scene from outside, as long as you’re taken care of!
OLDER BF!MINGYU who LOVES to fill you up. 'where you want it, baby?' sweat glistening on his forehead as he continuously rams into your sweet spot, orgasm right on edge. 'i-inside, please,' he already knows you want it in you, but he just loves hearing you say it while he's fucking you. his grip on your hips gets harder, making you squirm in both pain and pleasure. his thrusts get stronger as he finishes inside you, making sure all of it is released in your abused hole. 'fuck, look at that,' his breathless groans let out as he pulls his cock out of your sensitive cunt. he takes his phone from the bedside table, and you hear the sound of the record button as he spreads your ass out. both of your cum leaking out of your pussy so nicely. you think he's done until he uses his fingers to take as much fluid as he can to shove it right back inside your hole :3 'ah g-gyu..,' you let out. he smiles at your coos, landing a playful smack against your ass before pulling you up to kiss your lips.
OLDER BF!MINGYU who is annoyed at this stupid meeting his employees set up with him. he just nods away, eyes locked on the presentation, mind spinning faster than he could organize his thoughts. ding! he reached for his phone to find messages from you, as well as a video linked to it. 'miss you <3,' he smiles at the cute text, then opens the video to find himself growing hard and smiled swept away. it's a video of you, one hand holding the phone to show your naked body while the other hand is rubbing your clit. he turns down the volume completely before your moans can be heard in the basically quiet conference room. he's livid. you're at home, smiling at the 'seen' notification on your phone. it wasn't until time passed you started to worry, not a single message was sent back from him. you're screwed.
OLDER BF!MINGYU who has you bent over his lap, fingers messing with your pussy for what seems like hours. your ass was practically red and bruised from the amount of smacks it has taken. all while you plead, 'mm sorry gyu please,' he smiles. you think he is going to give into you fully, ready for him to put you in missionary or on all fours. but no. instead, he lays down with a cocky look on his face at your confused, needy expression. 'come sit on it, doll,' he can't be serious. he puts his hands behind his head, eyes never leaving you as your legs tremble. trying to put as much energy as you can to climb on top of him and fully sit on his cock. the pleasured look on your face almost makes him fold, he wanted to take care of you himself but you needed to learn. learn that needy girls don’t get awarded.
OLDER BF!MINGYU who almost feels bad for you. you're struggling so much to grind on dick :< the burn your thighs are feeling is insane, and he is just staring you down. 'g-gyu,' you whine while fighting for your life to continue riding him. 'hm? gonna cum, already?,' you nod, hands placed on his chest to try to help your body stabilize. your eyes meet his again and you give him the biggest pout, gasping as he finally thrusts into you once roughly, 'gonna make a mess on my cock like some needy slut?,' his hands grab onto your hips. he's being so mean but you know you'll love it later.
OLDER BF! MINGYU who thinks you've been punished enough and plants his feet flat on the bed, then immediately starts to fuck up into you. the tip of his meanly thick cock repeatedly slamming into your cervix. his hands frantically touching you all over your body, from your tits to your neck, to even putting his thumb into your mouth as you struggle to take what he's giving you. 'mm my sweet girl,' you salivate around his fingers as you feel yourself about to cum. you should take more pics often..
Genre: Sci-Fi AU!, Reader-Insert, Smut, Some Plot, Hookup/One-Night-Stand/Strangers to Fucking
!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!
Warnings: She/Her Pronounces Used, Pet Names (Puppy), Size Kink, Dacryphilia, Degradation, BDSM elements, Breeding Kink (Kinda), Swearing, Spit, Breathplay, Oral (M! Receiving), Deepthroating, Face-fucking, Rough, Spanking, Cockbulge (oops), Hard Dom! Mingyu, Unprotected Sex (Don't), Mingyu calls the reader some not nice things but it's a kink so she's okay with it
Author's Note: The plot of this didn't go exactly as I originally planned, but no one's here for plot anyway... This also doesn't have a ton of sci-fi elements, not like the others, but once again, not here for substance, just smut
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“Ah!? Nonononono-“ You shriek when your rover lets out a loud clunk, followed by several more clangs, a rattle, then it starts to slow. You startle when the tire then blows, the entire back right of the vehicle nearly collapsing and you fall out of your seat, landing against the passenger door with an ‘oof’. You wait until the rover completely stops and even longer for it to stop making noise. When you realize the small creaks will continue, you manage to haul yourself up, reaching for your bag that got snagged on the pedal under the steering wheel.
“Fuck!” You fall back against the glass with a sharp hiss when the rover suddenly tips on its side, a puff of black smoke releasing from the front of the rover. You lay on the door of your rover, regretting your life decisions, wondering why the hell you thought it would be okay to go through an area that clearly had sand worms. Not only did it spit hot acid at the hull of your rover, the acid soaked into the sand had eaten through the thick rubber of the tires. The inside was getting hot fast, because obviously the air conditioning was off if the whole rover was. With a grunt, you get up and crawl up to the back of your rover to get your duffle bag and you throw the back door open, tossing your bags out, then crawl out and land on the sand with a grunt. You stand looking up at the sky for a good two or three minutes…it’s cloudy. Before you can even sigh at your bad luck, the sky roars with thunder and a downpour starts, the hot sky-water soaking through your thin clothes fast.
“You have GOT to be fucking kidding me!” You shout at the sky, and it replies with another loud crack of thunder right as lightning streaks across the sky. Looking around, you’re in the middle of nowhere, miles from even the nearest oasis, let alone a town. You decide it’s better to walk in the rain in the desert than when it was dry and sunny, but you also know the sand could quickly get dangerous, so you have to get to the road fast to avoid any quicksand. Hauling your bag up onto your back, the rain soaking into the burlap makes it even heavier as it soaks everything inside. Because of course, why would a bag meant for desert travel be waterproof? You manage to get back to the road without sinking down into the sandy pits of hell and you debate on whether you should head back to the town you were last in, or go the other direction and just hope you find somewhere. You would use your holo-tracker, but you had broken it a few days prior…Well you didn’t break it, you were savagely attacked by a sand mouse who wanted to steal your lunch and when it jumped at you again, you yeeted the device at it to scare it away and it smashed right into a rock.
You walk for nearly an hour before you see any signs of civilization and it’s only a sign telling you it was going to be another good 40 minutes before you got to anything. You and you’re things are soaked, and it doesn’t look like the rain will stop anytime soon, but then - of course - it wouldn’t for another good three months… Adjusting your bag once again, you continue down the road, getting more and more tired. When you finally see something in the distance, you aren’t for sure what it is, maybe another rover? An oasis? No, it’s in the middle of road… You stop dead in your tracks, eyes narrowing, trying to make it out, not sure if your vision was blurry from exhaustion or the water dripping off your eyelashes. Before you can figure it out, thunder strikes again, and you see a flash of light before you black out.
~
When you wake up, you can still hear the rain, but it’s splattering onto a thatched roof as well as the sand. Grunting, you sit up, feeling very sore, most likely from your rover tipping over in protest of you trying to drive it. You were lying on a wicker cot, and you look around, trying to figure out where you were. You see an oasis out the archway entrance of the little hut you’re in, but there’s none of the tell-tale markers of an oasis outpost. Standing with a groan, you turn to look around, seeing you’re in a sunroom of sorts, another doorway covered with a curtain leading further in. Someone obviously found you, and you hope it’s a really hot guy rather than some sweet old lady-
“Oh, you’re awake.” Your rescuer had pulled the curtain back to stand in the doorway. Hot guy. Very hot guy. Hottest guy you’ve ever seen-
“U-uh…yeah.” You can’t help but gape at him. He was almost as tall as the doorway and built in the best possible way. His face is devastatingly handsome, but his slightly concerned face reminds you more of a puppy than anything.
“You’re lucky I came when I did, you just flopped down onto the road.” He comes over to you, looking over you to see if there was anything visibly wrong.
“Um…h-how long was I out?”
“About 32 hours.”
“WHAT?!” He smiles softly, trying to be reassuring.
“Well, I would imagine anyone who gets that close to getting struck by lightning would be out for a while.”
“I-I…I got struck by lightning?”
“No! No, you just got really, really close… I’m Mingyu.” He scrambles to pull the pendant on his necklace up out of his black tank top, showing an upside-down triangle that’s vaguely familiar.
“I’m a Ranger, I-I promise I don’t have any weird motives.” You honestly wouldn’t care if he did, because you’re starting to get some unsavory motives…
“Oh, uh, (Y/N). I’m a scavenger.” You didn’t know a lot about the Rangers past that they’re do-gooders and vigilantes who are known for helping those in need. It actually did make you feel better.
“What company?”
“I’m technically a freelancer; I work for the Assembly.”
“How did you get out in the middle of the desert like that?”
“My rover…fell apart.”
“Sand worms?”
“Yeah…” You sigh, realizing not only were you without your rover, but it was also your transportation for work. You do have insurance, but you doubt it could get you a whole new one, and paying the difference would clean out your savings.
“Where are you from?”
“Morgran Town.”
“I’m going past there when I leave in a few days, I can drop you off?”
“Really? I…You don’t mind me staying here till you can?”
“Not at all, I can’t leave anyway. Neither of us can.”
“Huh?”
“Apparently, it’s some kind of freak storm that only comes every 70 years or so. Planet-wide and as the rain keeps going, the sand gets dangerous, and it heats back up causing horrible lightning.”
“Great.”
“Well, come on in and eat, you must be hungry.” He smiles and you wonder how someone so hot can be so cute. You follow behind him, feeling absolutely tiny and when you get further into his hut, you realize it’s much bigger than you first thought. And it’s pretty homey. You sit down at the dining table in the room you first enter and your stomach growls as you catch the scent of what he made. You aren’t 100% sure what it is, some kind of rice dish with meat, egg and veggies, but at that point you’d eat just about anything. He huffs a small laugh as he watches you start to eat, clearly famished, and he sits down across from you to eat in a much more civilized manner.
“So why do you live out here by yourself?” You ask him around your food, not thinking he’ll mind your lack of manners. You know them, but using them is a different story.
“Technically I don’t. This is one of the several places us Rangers have spread out through the desert for any of us to use while we travel. We really only have on permanent base, but Hoshi has his own place. Jeonghan won’t let him keep his tiger inside.
“He has a tiger? You know what, I don’t wanna know. How may rangers are there?”
“Here on S.V.T there’s thirteen.”
“So what do you do?”
“I’m the mechanic, I fix things, and I also work with my partner to make machines and mechs and stuff.”
“Why aren’t you with your partner?”
“He’s on some bounty and he told me I’d just get in the way…” Mingyu pouts slightly and you can’t help but melt further, he really is so freaking cute despite being massive. A big ole’ puppy dog.
“I’m not sure I can pay you back…I need all the money I have to get a new rover.”
“I don’t need any money; it’s part of my duty to help.”
“Are you sure?” You low-key, high-key had hoped it would be the stereotypical erotica theme of ‘then pay with your body’ but no, he just had to be genuinely sweet.
~
Because he was so kind in cooking and letting you stay, you insist on doing the dishes and you would offer to clean the hut as well, but it was already immaculate. The sun is starting to set, and he lights some lanterns when, suddenly, the storm gets even worse, the thunder and lightning intensifying.
“We might have to go downstairs…” He mutters.
“Couldn’t that flood?”
“Normally, but it’s more of a bunker-“ A bright flash of lightning closely followed by a sharp crack of thunder cuts him off and the wind speeds up, whistling through the hut.
“Let’s go down.”
“Yeah, yes, yes please.” You grab your bags and follow him into the back hall, and he lifts a wooden panel from the floor and presses his hand against a reader of the sealed door and it hisses open, a metal staircase leading down. You follow him down and the automatic lights turn on as the door seals shut behind you and he leads you further in. The low ceiling of the tunnel forces him to lean forward slightly but you have no trouble, and once you get through another sealed door, the metal-walled bunker opens up into a very nice area. It resembles a studio-style apartment with only the bathroom being separate, and there is even a kitchen.
“We sometimes use this area to house people that need help, mostly slaves that have gotten away.”
“Ah…” You look around, seeing there is only one bed…and not even a couch.
“Um… I can sleep in the armchair.” You offer and he smiles, shaking his head.
“No need.” He goes over to the bed and taps a button with his foot, the bottom drawer sliding out with another mattress.
“Oh. I’ll sleep on the floor.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. Thank you, Mingyu~”
“You’re welcome.”
~
While the storm is muffled in the bunker, as it gets worse, you can start to hear it. You’re awoken when a loud clatter triggers some kind of alarm. He startles awake as well, stumbling out of bed to go to the terminal. You take the chance to ogle him, he must’ve shed his shirt after you had fallen asleep because he was just in his pants. You could only see his back, but you were nearly salivating already. The alarm finally stops, and he turns the lights on dimly, continuing to look over the terminal, then he sighs.
“What?”
“The hut is…gone.”
“Gone? How?”
“It’s…on fire. Kinda. The rain is putting it out, but I think the metal of the bunker attracted the lightning, so the hut go struck.”
“Oh.”
“We might be in here for a bit.”
“Yeah?”
“There’s food down here.” He smiles and you sigh in relief.
“Though…the extranet antenna was…on the roof.”
“So…?”
“No entertainment…Not the screen kind.”
“Hm…” You hum, looking around. It’s evident neither of you will get back to sleep, plus it’s only a few hours from morning anyway. You glance back at him, and he’s turned around; your jaw literally drops seeing him.
“Holy fuck…” You say, not quietly at all. He instantly blushes bright red, the tips of his ears the most red.
“S-sorry, I’ll put a shirt on-“
“No! God, no! You’re…fuck-“ You get up off the bed and go over to him. He takes the chance to look over you as well, you’d shed your clothes to sleep as well, just in a breast-band and shorts since all of your other clothes were still in your bag, probably still soaked. You get close enough you can hear him swallow hard, and his blush is starting to seep down over his collar bone. You notice his hand reach out, then he hesitates, then pulls back. You take a step closer, looking up at him. It’s then you notice very thin lines running all over his body, almost imperceptible.
“What are these?” You take the chance to touch him, running your index finger over the line, tracing the pattern over his chest. He lets out a shuddering breath, the muscle under your finger twitching a bit.
“Um…I have cybernetics.”
“You do?”
“Yeah…”
“What for?”
“They…make me stronger… and uh…”
“And what~?” You take another step closer, your single finger tracing becoming all of your fingers.
“Um…build my stamina…”
“So you can…just keep going~?” Your second hand joins and you step even closer, your warm breath on his skin from your proximity making his own hitch.
“I-I guess, yeah…” You take a final step, so your chest presses against his upper stomach, the size difference making your core heat up alone. He can’t help but gawk at just how small you look, and the look on your face-
“C-Can I?” He reaches for you again and you huff with a smirk.
“Please~” Mingyu swallows again and his hand comes up, gently cupping your jaw in his hand, nearly covering the whole half of his face. The softness of the gesture takes you back a bit, and while it’s sweet, you don’t want sweet. You want him to rail you into next week-
You gasp out of soft moan when his hand moves, going down to your neck, his thumb gently pressing against your windpipe and you see the soft, nervous look in his eyes harden into raw heat.
“You think you can handle me?” His voice lowers further, and you swallow hard at the sudden shift in his demeanor. Mingyu acted a bit nervous and shy before, but it’s also obvious he knows how sexy he is, the effect he has…
“You think your tiny cunt can handle my cock?” He presses closer to you, and you gasp, feeling his growing hard-on pressing against your stomach. Even without him being so much bigger, his cock was huge.
“I don’t care if it can’t-“ You’re cut off when he forces your head back with his hand under your chin, the slight pressure on your throat makes your head swim. You open your mouth a bit to get more air in, face going red, heart racing, cunt throbbing. You whimper when he spits down into your mouth and he smirks deviously as you eagerly swallow. You squeak when he shoves you down, your legs buckling till your kneeling, your face right in front of his hard cock straining against his pants. You watch with a dumb gawk on your face as his hands go to the fly of his pants and he shoves both them and his boxers off, his dick slapping against his stomach then bobs against your cheek and your eyes run over him, nearly salivating.
“O-oh…”
“Open.” His order brokers no argument and you eagerly do, tongue slightly out. His smirk grows and he grabs his cock at the base and places the angry head on your tongue. The taste of his skin makes your mouth water more and you whine as you suck the head into your mouth, your jaw slightly protesting. You swirl your tongue over the tip of his dick and your hands go to the floor to keep your balance. His strong fingers weave into your hair, tugging on it and you gag softly when he thrusts, his cock hitting the back of your throat suddenly. You barely have the time to suck air in harshly through your nose before his girth is down your throat, your nose pressing to his groin. You moan around his cock, the vibration making him groan.
“Can’t believe I found myself such an eager little slut~” Mingyu chuckles, hips pulling back so you can suck in air then he fucks back down your throat, causing you to gag softly. You swallow over and over to get used to him, the restriction of your air just making your cunt soak faster, gummy walls clenching at the thought of his fat cock splitting you in half-
“You like my cock that much? You’re drooling like a fucking dog.” He huffs, his other hands going to your hair as well and you focus on breathing when you can as he fucks your face, your chin a mess of spit and pre.
“Bet you’d like to be fucked like one too. Like a little bitch needing to get bred.” You can’t help but moan at the thought, just the idea of him filling you with his hot cum sending burning heat down to your core.
“How’d you like if I kept you, huh? My pretty little puppy, collar and all, ready to suck me off and take my cock whenever I want~?” He chuckles darkly and despite not knowing if he was being serious, his debauched statements just fuel the fire in your own body.
“Be a good puppy and take my cum, yeah~? Swallow it all~” He groans, burying his cock into your throat as far as he can and your eyes nearly roll back as he pumps his hot jizz down your gullet, your vision spotting from need air, as well as the orgasm thudding through your needy cunt. You feel tears prick your eyes and down your cheeks at the overwhelming sensations and he pulls back so you can breathe, half his cock still in your mouth as it still spurts out ropes of cum. Mingyu finally pulls his cock out of your mouth, still half hard, messy with your spit and his cum, just like your face. You look up at him with a hazy, fucked out expression and he huffs a slightly condescending laugh. You gasp when he shoves his foot between your legs, pressing up against your cunt through your thin sleeping shorts, able to feel your wet through the fabric.
“You’re a such a slut; did I seriously get you off cumming down your throat?”
“Y-Yes…” You reply hoarsely and he scoffs.
“I bet you liked my cum, yeah?” You nod in reply.
“Then get on the bed, ass in the air, I’ll breed you, little bitch~” He grins as you scramble to do so, legs a little wobbly and climb onto the bed, then shove your face into the pillow, ass in the air. Neither of you care that your messy face is getting all over the pillowcase and you gasp when he kneels behind you, reaching forward and tears your breast band off. When he said that the cybernetics made him stronger, you weren’t expecting him to rip leather. You’re less surprised when your linen shorts that you wear as underwear are also torn off, but what you aren’t expecting is the head of his cock already at your soaking cunt. Your breath leaves you and your body spasms in shock, cunt fluttering as he fucks his cock into you immediately, his girth lighting your gummy walls on fire at the sudden stretch.
“Safe word is ‘cactus’.” He tells you and you nod. He at least lets you get somewhat used to him, the head of his cock pushing at your cervix, the sting burns but you can’t help but love it. After only about 40 seconds, when he doesn’t hear you say the word, he starts to fuck you. The air you had just caught back leaves you again and he leans over you, hands gripping the rungs of the headboard, the top banging against the wall in rhythm with his hips. Skin slaps through the room and he huffs a laugh at the mess you’ve already made on his cock and groin, your wet dripping from your cunt as it struggles to take his cock.
“M-Mingyu-!” You gasp, your next orgasm coming startlingly fast. You immediately fall over the edge, clit burning, when he smacks your ass hard, you can feel the outline of his hand as it swiftly turns red on your skin.
“The fuck you call me?”
“S-Sir, s-sorry-“
“Nah, not that either.” He spanks the other cheek, and your fingers bury into the sheets, mind already starting to fade as all you can focus on is him rearranging your guts.
“M-Master-“
“Good girl~” He purrs, his hips stuttering slightly before he’s ball’s deep inside you, filling you with more of his hot cum. Your eyes nearly cross as the force of him painting your insides white, so much that it spills out of your pussy around where he’s inside you, your own release dripping down both your thighs as well. Your body goes limp, and his still hard cock slides out of you as your hips fall to the bed. You lay flat there for just a few seconds, brain trying to bring you back to reality, body twitching. You somewhat register him lifting your leg up to his hip, turning you partially onto your side before he’s back inside you, the new angle letting the fat head of this dick to pound at your weak spot over and over.
“Fuck, master~!” You squeal, giggling deliriously, blushing even like you’re totally drunk on his cock.
“You like being my sweet little slut, huh? Like when I fuck you like a bitch?”
“Yes~!” You nearly start to babble in protest when his hips halt but he’s just rolling you onto your back, still buried inside you and then slings your knees over his elbows, folding you in half, his hand coming to grip your throat again. He squeezes just right, your head swimming, but able to breathe enough, and he huffs when your cunt tightens further and more of your release spurts out of your cunt and over both of you, his fat cock just barreling through it. The sharp sting of overstimulation crests, making tears spill over your cheeks and he groans at the sight, leaning down and licking up the tears on your face. The sharp burning crests and fades to please again and he groans, his thrusts growing shallow, buried deep and just battering the tip of his cock against your back wall over and over. Mingyu’s hand leaves your throat, and you gasp as full airflow returns to you, then he shoves his thumb into your mouth, holding it open. He smirks as you reach up to grip at his wrist, but make no move to try and move him, nearly hugging his arm.
“Such a good bitch, tongue out, panting for her master. If you had a tail, it’d be wagging, huh, puppy?” You nod with a whine, spit dripping from the corner of your mouth and he presses his thumb down on the back of your tongue. He pulls his hand back, moving your legs from over his elbows so he can instead sling them over his shoulders, your ankles by his ears. He leans back a bit, forcing your lower back to prop up and he shoves a pillow under you. He groans as he continues to fuck a mess of cum out of your cunt, watching as your lower stomach bulges, your tiny body struggling to accommodate him.
Mingyu keeps going for literal hours, fucking orgasm after orgasm from you, your cunt nearly numb, your head blank, the bed an absolute mess. He had only cum two other times, changing position over and over, bending you over the bed, holding you up over him to thrust up into you, up against the wall, even in the air. Right before he shoves his cock back into your abused hole for the nth time, you tap out.
“C-cactus-!” You gasp out and he immediately snaps out of it, pulling back. He gently rolls you over onto your back, his concerned face softening his dominant stupor immediately.
“Oh, oh…puppy, I’m sorry, are you hurting?”
“S-sore…” you heave out and he sighs, shaking his head.
“I’m so sorry, (Y/N), I got carried away-“ You shake your head, humming softly.
“You’re okay~ I just…can’t keep going… I don’t think I can even walk…” He huffs a soft laugh, looking over you at the mess of both of your fluids and the bruises his hands left on your hips.
“You know…”
“Hm?”
“You kept calling be a bitch in heat…but you fucked me like a dog too~” He blinks at you in a bit of shock, then he bursts out into laughter.
➺ SUMMARY: mingyu will do anything to make sure no man takes his place in his stepsister’s life.
➺ CW/TW: stepcest, yandere themes, stalking, violence, blood, manipulation, mentions of blackmail, jealousy, possessiveness, mingyu can lift reader, slight size kink, oral sex (f & m), 69, unprotected sex, riding, creampies, cockwarming
➺ WC: 7.7k
NOTE: don’t like don’t read. as always, thank you to my oomf @wonustars for beta reading <3
If anyone were to ask you about Kim Mingyu, you’d have nothing but nice things to say.
The large, puppy-like man is the epitome of kindness and happiness. Despite his tall stature and modelesque looks, he’s pure-hearted and a little naive. It’s why you’re so endeared with him. No one in this world is more lovable than your foolishly kind stepbrother.
“Are you gonna need a ride today?”
You look up to see Mingyu leaning against the doorframe, watching you with a small smile on his face. Your heart jumps, still not fully used to how handsome he is. The loud thrum of your heart is easily ignored when you remind yourself that you can’t do anything except acknowledge your stepbrother’s good looks. In another world, you’d definitely allow yourself to have a crush on him, maybe even flirt with him a little.
“No,” you say as you unplug your phone from the charger. “Minghao is picking me up.”
Because you’re busy making sure you have all your things, you miss the look that crosses Mingyu’s face.
“Oh. I didn’t know you guys were talking again.”
Part of you feels a little embarrassed. Mingyu is very much aware of how things ended between you and Minghao. After all, it’s his broad shoulder you cried on after everything was said and done.
“It’s not like that,” you insist, feeling your face get hot from how intense his stare is. “We’re just friends now.”
Mingyu frowns but doesn’t say anything. It’s times like these you’re grateful that he’s such a nice guy. Anyone else would’ve pointed out that you and Minghao were never actually friends. You two just fucked around until he got sick of you. It was devastating for you in the worst way, but since he reached out to you under the pretense of wanting to be friends, you couldn’t say no. The last thing you want is to let him know how much he hurt you.
“Okay. Well if you need a ride later just text me.”
You’re grateful that Mingyu isn’t judgmental like you know the rest of your friends are going to be when they inevitably find out.
When you’re done with your last class of the day, you text Minghao to let him know you’re ready for him to come get you. A sickening feeling coils in the pit of your stomach when ten minutes go by without a response from him. You bite your lip as you contemplate sending him another text. Double texting wouldn’t be a problem if it wasn’t Minghao. Given the way you two left things, you don’t want to seem desperate. (Although you’re pretty sure it’s a little late for that.)
When another five minutes go by, you’re sure you’ve been stood up. You’re so angry that you feel like crying. The entire situation is so humiliating. To think that you thought giving him a second chance was a good idea. You feel so stupid, and you know that there’s no way you can ever tell anyone about what happened.
Well, there is one person.
As soon as you call your stepbrother, he drops everything he’s doing to come get you. Because it’s Mingyu, you don’t feel as stupid and embarrassed when you get into his car. Not even when you start to ramble on about what an asshole Minghao is. Mingyu listens attentively, offering supportive comments here and there. There’s no judgment or pity when he talks, either. Just empathy that gives you enough comfort to make you feel like you’ve finally made it back to your safe place.
“Don’t even think about him,” Mingyu says as he grabs your hand. He brings it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it before letting go. “He doesn’t deserve you or your anger.”
His words make you smile and feel warm inside. Aside from feeling a little embarrassed, you’re okay. Especially because your stepbrother makes it his mission to make sure you feel better.
You spend the rest of the day with Mingyu, and it’s not long before you completely forget about Minghao.
“I used to like you, you know.”
You choke on your drink, eyes going wide as you splutter embarrassingly. “What? Seokmin—!”
“I don’t any more!” He reassures you, looking around with slight panic. “And keep your voice down! I don’t need your guard dog acting up if any rumors start.”
You’re still too shocked by his confession to question who he’s talking about. You messily wipe your mouth and focus on getting Seokmin to explain because what he said doesn’t make any sense. Especially because of how things went down after you drunkenly admitted to liking him back freshman year.
“When was this?”
Seokmin looks ashamed. “A little after we met.”
There’s no way.
“You’re fucking sick. When I confessed to you that year, you friendzoned me.”
Seokmin has the decency to look sheepish and guilty. “It was a dick move, I admit it. But it’s not my fault!”
You raise a disbelieving eyebrow at him.
“Your stepbrother had made it clear that you were off limits, okay? I wasn’t about to cross him.”
You stare at him, dumbfounded. “Literally, what are you talking about?”
Seokmin blushes and looks around again. You’d laugh if his behavior wasn’t so odd. You’re not sure why he’s acting like he’s scared of something or someone, but you can’t focus on that too much. His bizarre story is throwing you off.
“Mingyu has always been very protective of you, and he’s actually really fucking scary when he wants to be.”
Silence.
You two stare at each other until you burst out laughing. That’s all you can do because there’s no way your friend is being serious.
“Hey!” Seokmin slaps your arm to calm you down. “I’m being serious!”
“Mingyu? Kim Mingyu?” You say between breaths. “Your best friend—my stepbrother?”
“Yes, lovely Kim Mingyu who wouldn’t hurt a fly!” Seokmin scowls as you keep laughing.
Of all the reasons Seokmin could come up with for rejecting you while allegedly having feelings for you, you didn’t think he’d use your stepbrother. It was such a cheap cop-out. Mingyu has never cared about your unexciting love life. He’s always encouraged you to have fun and find a guy who deserves you.
There’s no way what Seokmin’s implying is true. Even if it was, you’re sure he’s exaggerating. Your goofy stepbrother doesn’t have one mean, intimidating bone in his body.
“Okay,” you wheeze. “Let’s say I believe you, which I don’t. What exactly did Mingyu say for you to reject me?”
Seokmin blinks and hesitates. Maybe it’s better if you don’t know all the details. “He just… advised me to not play with your feelings if I wasn’t ready for a relationship.”
You roll your eyes. Instead of bringing up the fact that he freely dated around after turning down your confession, you choose to steer the conversation in a different direction. There’s no need to keep rubbing salt in an old wound, anyway.
“Whatever. You’re still sick,” you say. “Anyway, are you still going to Chan’s on Friday?”
“Are you?” Seokmin counters. “Minghao will be there.”
Your lip curls up in disgust. “Like I’m going to let that asshole stop me from having fun.”
“True. And actually, he might not even go. I think he’s still recovering.”
“Recovering? What do you mean?”
“You don’t know? Minghao got into a fight last week! He won’t say with who, but he got fucking wrecked.”
You’re shocked into silence. A fight? It’s pretty hard to believe since Minghao is a pretty passive guy. He rarely gets angry or upset.
So many things are going through your mind at once that you can’t get any of your thoughts straight. Had it happened the day he stood you up? If it did, why didn’t he say anything?
“Poor guy looks like shit. I doubt he’ll be going anywhere for a while.”
You frown. Sure, Minghao isn’t your favorite person in the world, but that doesn’t mean you would wish something like that on him. You know you shouldn’t be worried about him, but part of you still is.
“Oh my god,” you mumble with a frown, not really knowing what to say. “Poor him.”
“Poor who?”
Your head snaps up at the sound of a familiar voice. A smile lights up your face when you see your stepbrother approaching the table.
“Minghao,” Seokmin says as his best friend sits beside you. “Remember I told you someone beat his ass?”
“Oh, yeah,” Mingyu says with a frown as he slings his beefy arm over your shoulders. “Poor guy. I hope he gets better soon.”
You lean into your stepbrother, chest warming at the worried frown on Mingyu’s face. His kind heart is so admirable. Despite Minghao being a certified piece of shit, he still has the empathy to feel bad for the guy. It reminds you of how Mingyu is someone who’s a way better person than you, and you can’t resent him for it.
“Don’t worry, love. Minghao will be okay.” Mingyu says as he squeezes you into his side.
Like always, your stepbrother knows what you’re feeling without you telling him. It’s hard to stop the affection you feel from deepening when he always makes sure to comfort you first. His thumb gently caresses your shoulder absentmindedly as he and Seokmin start to talk about their statistics class. Just knowing your stepbrother is so understanding of your complicated feelings makes you feel so much better, and it’s not long before the topic of what happened to Minghao is long forgotten.
Mingyu will never forget the first time he saw you.
It was at one of Seungcheol’s notorious frat parties. Back then, he hadn’t been too into the party scene. Honestly, he’d gone out of pressure and boredom more than anything. One day he’ll have to thank his older friend for being the reason he saw you.
Unlike Mingyu, you were letting loose and having fun. He can’t forget how beautiful you looked while taking shots and laughing without a care in the world. Something inside him switched that night, and instead of being scared of the unfamiliar feeling, Mingyu quickly embraced it.
The feeling pushed him into watching you all night. To this day, Seungcheol thinks his friend had as much fun as everyone else. Which he had, just a different kind of fun.
At the end of the night, Mingyu secretly followed you as you stumbled your way back to your dorm. It’s not like you went home alone, but he had to make sure you were safe. (He also was curious to know if you lived on or off campus.)
Finding out your schedule wasn’t hard. As an attractive man, it’s always been easy for Mingyu to get what he wants. One charming smile and a little harmless flirting had him securing a paper with all your classes on it within minutes. Everything was too easy after that, and Mingyu couldn’t feel anything like guilt or shame as he went to go find you.
For weeks, he watched you from afar. Despite knowing he was most people’s type, Mingyu was still nervous about talking to you. He wanted everything to be perfect. Setting up a meet-cute was hard work, which meant calculating the time and place took a tremendous amount of effort. Honestly, he did start to get a little impatient when watching you no longer felt like enough for him. Mingyu was itching to know you and everything about you. To have you all for himself.
Luckily for him, swooping in when you almost got hit by a football was the perfect opportunity to worm his way into your life. Mingyu played the perfect part of a knight in shining armor, one that was undeniably kind and empathetic. Exactly what you wanted.
Mingyu still fantasizes about the way you looked at him that day. The lidded gaze you directed at him and the way you bit your lip was tantalizing in the sweetest way. It was easy for you to become friends after that.
There was an unexpected roadblock a month later when his mom told him she was marrying the man of her dreams. It’s both devastating and thrilling for him to find out that man is your father. You’ll be closer to him than ever, but now there’s this forbidden aspect that wedges itself between the attraction between you two.
Despite this, you two grow closer. All of your interests and hobbies line up almost perfectly, and the fixation Mingyu has on you steadily grows, slowly morphing into an undeniable obsession. Luckily for him, the new role he has in your life allows him to ward off any vultures that are lurking around you.
The loser in your calculus class was the easiest to get rid of. Once Mingyu caught him staring at you at a party, approaching him and telling him to stop staring at you like a fucking creep was enough for the guy to never look at you again. Then, there was your scummy coworker. Mingyu had to politely remind him that it wouldn’t be a good idea to keep bothering you unless he wanted his parents to find out he had dropped out of college and spent all of his financial aid partying.
Then there was his dear friend, Lee Seokmin.
“Y/N is single right?”
Mingyu looks up from his phone, jaw tightening as he fixes his dark stare on Seokmin. His friend is oblivious to the dangerous territory he’s venturing into, and there’s a moment where Mingyu contemplates whether or not to disregard the many years of friendship they have to impulsively act on his dark thoughts.
“Yeah,” Mingyu’s tone is clipped.
Seokmin hums thoughtfully. “Do you think she’d say yes if I asked her out?”
“I don’t think so,” Mingyu says through gritted teeth, still trying to be somewhat nice. “You’re not good at commitment, and that’s what she’s looking for.”
His best friend doesn’t seem to care for the advice he’s getting. “I can do whatever for someone I actually like.”
“You really like her?”
Either Seokmin doesn’t hear the venom in his friend’s voice, or he doesn’t care. Mingyu’s not sure which pisses him off more.
“Yeah,” Seokmin replies. “She’s smart and pretty. Exactly my type.”
Seokmin flinches when Mingyu slams his fist on the table. A dark look he never thought his friend was even capable of making is being directed at him, and he suddenly feels like he’s unknowingly walked into the lion’s den.
“Don’t you even think about going near her.” Mingyu spits, not caring that he sounds like an asshole. “I’ll cut your dick off if I find out you even hint at wanting anything more than a friendship with her.”
Seokmin laughs weakly. “You’re not serious—”
“Test me and find out.”
Mingyu smiles, but it’s a chilling smile. One that has Seokmin spluttering out an agreement before he realizes it.
After that, Mingyu knew he had to make sure everyone knew you were off limits.
The only dumbass that didn’t take Mingyu’s warnings seriously was Xu Minghao. The idiot had the audacity to laugh in his face when Mingyu suggested he find someone else to fuck around with. Unfortunately, Minghao didn’t have any dirt on him—not any that was serious enough for Mingyu to use as blackmail, anyway.
And so, Mingyu was forced to back off—for the time being.
His promiscuous ex had always been so eager to please that she didn’t hesitate to give in to Mingyu’s request to seduce and ensnare Minghao. It left you heartbroken and ready to receive your stepbrother’s comfort. Everything slowly went back to the way it was supposed to be. You were more dependent on Mingyu than ever, which made it easy for him to slowly erase that asshole from your life.
Until he finds out that scumbag was worming his way back into your life.
Instead of attending his first class, Mingyu has his ex lure Minghao to her apartment building where he puts an end to that idiot once and for all.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Minghao groans and he coughs up a bit of blood.
Mingyu slams him into the wall, wounded hands moving to squeeze his throat and cut his words. “I warned you a long time ago to stay away from Y/N. This is the last time I’m going to tell you.”
When he does let go of Minghao, the idiot stops Mingyu from walking away. Even through large intakes of breath and spluttered coughs, he manages to piss Mingyu off some more. “You think Y/N will forgive you when she finds out what you did to me?”
Mingyu spins on his heels before landing a hard punch on Minghao’s nose. The loud crack echoes in the air, and it sounds almost dull compared to the yell that idiot lets out. Blood pours from his nose immediately, and it slips through the cracks of his fingers as he holds it in pain.
“You think she’ll believe you over me?” Mingyu’s laugh is dark and cruel. “Y/N knows I would never hurt anyone. Not even a piece of shit like you.”
Minghao’s heart rate spikes when he sees the way Mingyu smiles at him. A chill goes down his spine when he realizes just how depraved the man in front of him is. So for once, he does the smart thing and decides to cut off all contact with you. It pains him to stand you up and ghost you, but no pussy is worth this. Not even yours.
Mingyu sees you before you see him. You’re sitting at one of the many tables in the refectory, but you aren’t alone. Some guy is talking to you, grinning from ear to ear like some disgusting creep. Immediately, he recognizes the starry-eyed look in his gaze. A lot of guys get that same look when they see you. Even if you don’t notice it, Mingyu always does.
“Hey, man.” The stranger has the fucking audacity to smile at Mingyu as he sits across from you.
As much as Mingyu would like to tell the creep to fuck off, he can’t. Not while you’re around, at least. “Hey.”
“I’ll see you in class,” the guy says with an unattractive smile as he slowly stands.
Mingyu feels like throwing up when you actually smile back.
“Bye.” You wave with a cute laugh.
The guy finally leaves, and it takes everything in Mingyu to behave normally. Dark thoughts loom in his head, ones that involve taking care of that idiot like he did to your ex situationship. He forces his depraved thoughts to the back of his mind to focus his attention on you.
“Who was that?” He wonders casually like he’s not losing his mind.
“That’s Josh. He’s in my communications class.” You say indifferently.
“Did he ask you out?” Mingyu wonders, trying to make the lilt in his voice sound teasing. And like the very thought isn’t killing him inside.
“Yeah,” you say. “He wants to hang out after my last class.”
Mingyu’s stomach turns. He smiles at you, so pained that you’re being so casual about some loser hitting on you. Especially in front of him. He’ll have to find out more about that asshole later and figure out exactly how he’s going to get rid of him, but right now there’s a more pressing matter.
“And?”
You give him a funny look. “And I told him no. We’re hanging out tonight, remember?”
“Oh, yeah.”
It’s a relief, and Mingyu hopes it doesn’t show on his face.
An unsavory feeling settles in Mingyu’s chest after that day. You slowly start to mention Josh more and more without knowing how insane it makes your stepbrother feel. It’s all so maddening because this Josh character is actually close to being a perfect guy. He’s been in a few relationships that have all ended up on good terms, and he doesn’t have any questionable behaviors. Mingyu almost considers fabricating something so he can get the loser away from you.
It’s not until a random Friday night that Mingyu decides he’s finally had enough. You were supposed to have been home hours ago, and you’re barely getting here. Accompanied by dumbass Josh, no less. He almost feels like throwing up as he watches you from the security camera. Mingyu clenches his jaw as anger seeps into his bones and clouds his mind.
Something inside him snaps, and he decides right then and there that you can’t keep doing this to him, and he can’t keep torturing himself like he has been.
“I had fun with you,” Joshua says sweetly.
Mingyu almost smashes his phone when you give him a hug and respond in a dulcet tone. “Me too.”
When he sees you waving at Josh with both of your hands in the cute way you always do, he’s quick to lock his phone and go downstairs to intercept you.
It’s quiet when you enter the house. You didn’t see your stepmom’s car or your dad’s in the driveway so you know they aren’t home. Since it’s so quiet, you wonder if Mingyu is asleep or something.
“Where have you been?”
You jump with a quiet yelp, not expecting your stepbrother to be waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs. There’s a look in his eyes that you’ve never seen before, and he almost looks threatening.
“Um,” you stutter, not sure what to make of the shift in his demeanor. “I was with—”
“With who?”
Dark eyes examine your face, demanding answers. Mingyu stalks toward you until he has you pressed against the front door. His large hands cage you against it as he leans close to your face.
“Tell me. I want to know why you’re so late when you promised me you’d be home sooner.”
You stare at him with wide eyes. “What? Gyu—”
“Let me guess,” he hums, sounding completely depraved. “You were with Josh.”
You swallow nervously, wondering why he sounds jealous. The thought sends a jolt of thrill down your spine. “Yeah. He just wanted—”
“Wanted what?” Mingyu’s glaring eyes get more intense. “To fuck you?”
You’re completely floored. That was the last thing you expected your sweet stepbrother to say, and for some reason it makes you feel dizzy in a thrilling way. You lick your lips, feeling your skin get hot as anxiousness mixes in with arousal. It’s been too long since you had sex, which is why you started to get wet from Mingyu’s uncharacteristic behavior.
“N-No.” You say somewhat firmly. “We’re just friends.”
“Then why was he touching you?” He growls as one of the hands braced on the door moves to your neck.
Your cunt throbs at the action, and you feel like your mind is swimming from the sudden turn of events.
“It was a quick hug,” you say as he lightly squeezes your throat. “Something between friends.”
Mingyu raises an eyebrow, seemingly unbelieving of your words. More slick pools in your panties as the dark gaze stays locked in your face. You try not to make squeezing your thighs together obvious, but you haven’t felt so turned on in a long time.
“You’re sure?” Mingyu’s voice sounds entirely different as he squeezes your neck again.
“Yes,” you easily say. Deciding to act on instinct, you slowly smooth your hands over his chest and look at him through your eyelashes. “Promise, Gyu-Gyu.”
As always, he’s putty in your hands as soon as he hears that cute little nickname you gave him. Mingyu lets out a shaky breath as you go to cup his face. His eyes fall shut, and he lets himself lean on you and sandwich you between his body against the door. Your thumbs gently, caress his cheeks as you work to placate him. He loves every second of it, and just being pressed up against you has his cock twitching in his pants.
Fuck it.
Mingyu opens his eyes, pupils blown wide. “I’ll let it go this time, baby girl, but I better not catch him or any other guy touching what’s mine.”
He sounds completely insane and feral, but that only makes you want him more. It’s almost like you’re in a trace as you lock your arms around his neck to bring him closer to you. The heat in his eyes makes you feel like a goddess, and you wonder if it’s always been there.
“Say it,” Mingyu demands as his hands trail down your body to squeeze your ass. “Tell me you won’t let any asshole touch you ever again.”
You whine in your throat. “I won’t let anyone else touch me. I promise.”
Mingyu grins, little fangs poking out like the cat who ate the canary. “Good girl.”
With that, he easily lifts you and locks your legs around his hips. For a moment, his pretty eyes search yours as if he’s trying to search for any sign of hesitation. He seems satisfied with what he sees, and in the next second his lips catch yours in a wet, heated kiss.
You mewl into his mouth as you grind down on his very large bulge. It all feels so good, and you groan when Mingyu eases his tongue into your mouth. There’s a desperation behind his movements that make you more horny than you already are.
Everything else happens in a blur, and before you realize it, you end up sprawled out on Mingyu’s bed. He handles you with care, but there’s also a roughness to his movements. It makes you gush because that’s exactly what you like.
“Naughty baby. Gonna have to teach you a lesson.”
There’s that switch again, and it makes you squirm. You squish your thighs together, both anticipating and dreading what’s in store for you. Mingyu seems like a feral animal, one that’s close to acting on primal instincts only. The thought excites you.
“Why?” You pout, wondering how you can get him to just fuck you. “I’ve been a good girl.”
You’re such a little minx, and Mingyu has to turn away so you don’t see the fond smile that forms on his face. As usual, you’re too cute for your own good. It’s always so disarming, but all Mingyu has to do is remember what led to this for him to get himself back on track.
“Don’t be a brat,” he warns as he takes his shirt off.
Mingyu’s cock twitches when your pout accentuates. You still nod obediently, though. He kicks off his pants until he’s left in only his underwear. The way you hungrily eye his body (especially his large bulge) makes him feel like he’s in the clouds. All his plotting and waiting was really worth it.
“Show me your panties.”
You whimper quietly, not believing how filthy your stepbrother is. It makes you that much more eager to give him what he wants.
Slowly, you discard your jeans and spread your legs to show Mingyu how wet you are. His eyes are dark dark dark when he sees the material is almost see-through.
“Fuck,” he moans as he palms his throbbing cock. “Take them off.”
The fabric slips down your legs and dangles from your fingertips in the next second. Mingyu snatches them from your hands and presses the soiled fabric to his nose. His eyes stay on your pretty pussy as he carefully places your panties on his nightstand
“For later,” he clarifies with a filthy smirk.
You curse under your breath as more arousal drips out of you.
“You like that, baby girl?” Mingyu coos as his eyes stay on your dripping pussy. “Like that your stepbrother is going to use your cute little panties to jerk off?”
“Yes,” you admit through a whine. “Fuck, Gyu. I’m so wet right now.”
“I know,” his eyes flicker up to your face for a second. “But I still have to teach you a lesson.”
You pout at him again. “Even though I promised you already?”
His laugh is dark. “Have to make sure you keep it.”
“I’ll be good, I swear. Please, Gyu-Gyu?” You bat your eyelashes at him, and any resolve he has just breaks.
Mingyu slips out of his underwear, and he smirks when you gasp at the sight of his hard cock slapping against his abdomen. It’s so hard and leaking with so much precum. You’re eying it so hungrily that he decides to get the upper hand once again.
“I’ll give you what you want, baby. Just play with my cock first.”
“Really?” You ask eagerly, as Mingyu starts to stroke his huge cock.
“Yeah. Use that pretty little mouth on me, and I’ll give you anything you want.”
You jump to your knees in excitement. “Okay!”
“You want to gag on your stepbrother’s cock that bad?” Mingyu laughs as you eagerly nod and crawl toward him. “What a slut.”
“Can’t help it,” you say as you push on his shoulder to get him to lay back. “Want your pretty cock in my mouth.”
“Fuck,” Mingyu hisses as he leans against his pillows. His cock throbs at the fact that you’re making every one of his fantasies come true.
You press a gentle kiss to the tip, lovely eyes staring at Mingyu. A string of precum sticks to your lips, and you’re quick to lick it off with a salacious moan. You start to kitten lick his fat tip until his cock steadily leaks with sticky blobs of precum. The mewls and moans your stepbrother lets out only make you that much more eager to please. He’s really too hot for his own good.
With a grin, you wrap your lips around the head and slowly take him into your mouth. Slowly, you force the girthy organ down your throat. Your eyes start to glaze over, already addicted to the thick cock in your mouth. Mingyu thrusts his hips forward, sinking another inch into your hot mouth. The fat tip teases the back of your throat, making you gag on his dick. A loud moan tears from his throat when you take it like a good girl before pulling off with a wet cough.
“Messy girl,” Mingyu says with a groan.
You moan and start to lap at his cock again. Your tongue teases around his tip, and you can’t stop your thighs from clenching together. The arousal is practically leaking from your pussy, wetting your thighs obscenely.
“Aw, baby girl. Look at how fucking horny you are,” Mingyu coos. “Bet that little cunt’s soaked. Can’t wait to taste it. Gonna eat you out for hours after this.”
“Why not now?” You pout against his dick. “I suck dick better when I get eaten out.”
Mingyu tries not to blow his load at your filthy words. “Yeah? Want me to lick your little clit over and over and then suck it in my mouth until you’re begging to cum?”
Once again, Mingyu is putty in your hands when you blink up at him with your cute pout and tell him that’s exactly what you want.
And so, within seconds you’re laying on Mingyu’s hard abs, suckling on the head of his cock as you wiggle your ass, teasing Mingyu with your pussy. He groans, savoring the sight of your pretty pussy hovering over his face. Deciding that he deserves this treat more than anyone, he finally takes what you’re so willingly giving him.
You cry out when Mingyu licks across your swollen clit. He grabs your ass and spreads you open so he can lick into your pussy easier. Eagerly, he starts to lap up all the arousal from your drippy pussy. He loses himself in your taste, fucking his tongue deeper into your clenching hole. You’re the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted, and he’ll be damned if he ever lets anyone else drink from his sweet oasis.
“Mingyu,” you slobber against his cock, grinding your cunt into his eager mouth. “Fuck. Your mouth feels so good.”
Mingyu groans as you start to suckle on the head of his cock before you fully sink your mouth on it again. Your hot little mouth works his cock, giving him the best head he’s ever gotten. You’re so messy and eager, kissing and licking all over his cock. The way you’re getting him all wet and messy almost makes him feel like you’re prepping him for your cunt. That turns him on more and has his muscular thighs clenching with restraint.
Your stepbrother moans into your cunt as you suck his dick. The vibrations run through your fluttering walls as his tongue fucks deeper into your hole. Pleasure consumes you as Mingyu continues to slide his tongue in and out of your soaking pussy with a filthy schlick sound. All the sweet sounds you’re letting out are slightly muffled by Mingyu’s cock, and he loves every second of it.
Mingyu sucks your pulsing clit into his mouth, making you whine around his cock and grind harder on his tongue. Your orgasm abruptly hits, and your cries of pleasure are gagged by Mingyu shooting his cum down your throat. You continue to suck eagerly as you rub your messy pussy all over your stepbrother’s face.
You pull off Mingyu’s big cock after you swallow all his cum, mewling in pleasure when he starts to press soft kisses on your pretty pussy. God, he’s unreal.
“Sweetest little pussy ever,” he moans reverently, not ready to separate from the heaven between your legs.
Your face gets hot, pussy clenching at his praise. The fact that someone as hot as Mingyu is so into you feels surreal, and it makes you more eager to get his big cock inside you.
Mingyu apparently thinks the same thing because he’s quick to lay you on the bed and get on top of you. His dark eyes drink in your naked body, licking his lips like he didn’t just finish eating you up.
“You have no idea what you do to me.”
And you really don’t.
“Mingyu,” you whimper desperately when he starts to rub his dripping cock across your sensitive cunt.
The sticky tip of his cock catches on your leaking hole and you moan loudly. God, you’ve never wanted anyone to fuck you so badly. He’s so hot, and you know he’s going to send you into another world of pleasure.
“Fuck, Gyu. Need you to fuck me. Please. I need it so bad,” you beg against his mouth as you start to kiss him repeatedly.
“Yeah?” He grins, blush spreading across his face at the affection you’re giving him. “Need your stepbrother to stuff you full of cock?”
“Yes.” You whimper shamelessly. “I need you to stuff my little pussy full. Want you to breed me.”
The groan he lets out is feral, and Mingyu buries his face in your neck so you won’t see the depravity your words cause. He kisses and nips at your neck as he grinds his cock on your messy pussy.
“Please, Gyu-Gyu.”
“Fuck. You’re so hot, baby girl,” Mingyu groans as he slips the head of his cock inside your needy hole.
He pulls back to watch your face as he slowly sinks into your pussy. You’re so overwhelmed with arousal, and it’s evident. It makes the feral beast inside Mingyu yearn for more.
“I’m gonna ruin you for everyone else, baby. Gonna make sure the only cock you want is mine.”
With that, he bottoms out with a loud moan as you whine loudly. Your pupils are blown wide as your nails scratch against his broad chest. It turns you on to feel and see how big he is. He’s completely enveloping you in the best way. All that fills your mind is your stepbrother and his big cock.
“So fucking tight,” he hisses as he rolls his hips and fucks his cock deeper into your pulsing heat.
You wrap your legs around his waist to get him as deep as possible. Moans spill from your mouth as your hands smooth up his muscular chest and clasp around his neck. No one’s ever been so deep inside you, and you love it.
“Fuck me, Gyu.” You mewl, brain fuzzy from the stretch his dick provides. “Want you to fuck me dumb.”
“Shit,” Mingyu grunts with dark eyes. “My slutty baby wants her pussy creamed so fucking bad, huh?”
“Want it so bad, babe.” You whimper as you buck your hips.
Mingyu snaps when he hears the little pet name. Immediately, he starts to slam into your squelching cunt over and over again. You cry out loudly as juices leak from your stuffed hole. It takes him no time to find your g-spot, and he angles his cock to hit it every time he snaps his hips.
“Fu-Fuck, Gyu.” You whimper as you tug him closer to ghost your lips across his. “Gonna cum again. Gonna cum all over your big cock.”
“Do it, baby. God. Need to feel you cream on me,” he groans.
You move your hips to meet his thrusts, eager to gush all over his dick and give him what he wants. Mingyu goes to kiss you deeply, moaning in satisfaction when your pulsing pussy clamps down on him again. His mind is swimming with pleasure as you cry out for him.
Mingyu’s heavy balls slap against your ass as he fucks deeper into your wet hole. You’re gushing so much that he knows you won’t be able to stop at just one orgasm. Which is exactly what he wants. He needs you addicted to his cock so you don’t ever consider going to someone else. Even if you do, he’ll get rid of them. Now that you’ve given him a taste, he’s going to make sure no one else has the chance to.
“God, Mingyu.” You whimper, toes curling in pleasure. “Just want you to keep me stuffed with your fat cock all night.”
Mingyu groans and presses a chaste kiss on your lips. He’ll give you anything you want. “Don’t worry, baby. That’s exactly what I’m going to do. Gonna breed you all night.”
Your stepbrother’s promise pushes you over the edge. Those filthy words make your legs tighten around him as your pussy clamps down on his dick. You moan out Mingyu’s name loudly as you cover his cock with your orgasm. Your legs tremble as you keep getting fucked through your mind-numbing pleasure.
“That’s it, baby. Cum all over your stepbrother’s cock. Fuck. So good for me.”
Mingyu’s thrusts get rougher as he pistons his cock deeper into your pulsing cunt. There’s no hotter sight than you cumming all over his cock. The pretty face you make is something that he’ll never forget, and that’s all he needs to reach his own climax. Mingyu buries his cock to the hilt and spills all his hot, sticky cum inside you with a loud moan of your name. He keeps fucking his cock into your hot cunt, stuffing it full of cum.
“Take it like a good girl,” he pants, eyes shut tightly as he keeps fucking his aching cock inside you. “Take every fucking drop, baby girl.”
You move your hands to cling to his hair, grinding your sloppy pussy to get his cum deeper inside. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he creams your pussy.
“Gyu,” you whimper. “You came so much—fuck. Feels so hot inside.”
Mingyu groans as he buries his face in your neck, cock pulsing at your words. “Shit, baby. Making me want to fuck you all over again.”
You hum, deciding that you won’t be leaving his bed anytime soon. “It’s my turn.”
Mingyu grunts in surprise when you push him off and make him lean against the headboard. Immediately, you go to straddle him before smashing your lips together. He hungrily kisses you back, big hands gripping your ass to grind your messy cunt onto his hot cock.
“So hot,” you gasp in between kisses. “You’re so fucking hot."
Mingyu giggles into your mouth. “Yeah?”
You hum in confirmation as you suck on his tongue. Again, you tangle one of your hands in his hair and pull his head back so you can kiss him deeper. The kiss you share is nasty, and it just makes you needy for him all over again.
You pull away and grab his cock. Mingyu bites his lip as you slowly sink down on it. He slumps back against the headboard, giving you time to adjust to the stretch of his thick cock. Your stepbrother smooths his thumbs across your hard nipples, smirking when you clench down on him.
“God, you’re fucking pretty,” Mingyu growls as he punches your nipples. “My pretty baby.”
“Mingyu,” you sigh as your eyelashes flutter in pleasure.
You grind down on him, hips swivelling to fuck him just right. It doesn’t take long for him to become a mess under you. You smirk and start to bounce on him, loving how he’s practically writhing with pleasure.
“I just wanna be inside you all the time,” he tugs on the sensitive buds until you’re arching into the motion.
You duck your head down to sloppily kiss Mingyu again when there’s a knock on the door. Even to your surprise, you don’t stop your movements. It feels too good. You pull away, wondering when your parents came back home and how you didn’t hear them. Your pussy gets tighter, and Mingyu bites his bottom lip as he grabs your hips to keep you from moving.
“Mingyu? Are you still awake?” His mom calls through the door.
At that moment, you two make a decision. A nasty, filthy one. Mingyu maintains eye contact with you and slowly fucks his cock up into your sloppy pussy.
“Yeah. Do you need something?”
Your eyes roll back, cunt spasming around Mingyu’s dick. The lewd switching coming from your pussy seems louder now, but you don’t think to stop your stepbrother from bullying his cock in and out of your hole.
“Have you seen Y/N? She’s not in her room.”
“She’s in here. We were watching a movie and she fell asleep,” Mingyu’s voice is smooth and even. It makes you start to bounce on him again. “I’ll take her to her room in a second.”
Your stepbrother’s dark eyes never leave yours as he starts to whisper. “You like that we might get caught?”
You nod again, barely able to hold back your moans.
“Okay good. I was worried since it’s getting late.”
Mingyu grinds his cock deep in your cunt and moves his thumb down to rub your clit roughly. You’re so wet that even with Mingyu's slow, deep thrusts, your pussy is squelching with every movement.
“Dirty little slut. Imagine if she had opened the door,” Mingyu holds back a groan as your hot cunt clamps down on him again. “She would’ve seen how much you love your stepbrother’s cock.”
You bounce a little harder on his dick when you hear his filthy words. His thumb continues to flick and rub at your swollen clit. Your head tips back as your pussy gushes around his cock when your orgasm hits out of nowhere.
Mingyu watches your throbbing pussy clamp down on him as he slowly thrusts into you. You feel his hands squeeze your hips hard enough to bruise. His slow thrusts are prolonging your orgasm, walls fluttering constantly around his dick. Mingyu’s thumb is still rubbing your clit, overstimulation making the muscles in your thighs jump.
“God, baby.” Mingyu groans. “So fucking dirty, cumming all over my cock like that. Did thinking we were gonna get caught turn you on that much?”
“Yeah,” you mewl, too turned on to feel embarrassed.
Your thighs shake with the force of your second orgasm, pussy trying to milk Mingyu’s cock for more cum.
“You’re so nasty, baby girl.” Mingyu moans, raising to suck on your nipples. He smirks when your pulsing pussy clamps down on him again.
“My dirty little slut. Fuck, I’m gonna cum.”
He bites down on your nipple as he pumps his hips into your soaked cunt. You moan as his hot cum fills your greedy pussy, walls fluttering and urging him to spill more inside of you. Mingyu fucks it deeper into you until all you can do is whimper and mewl like the fucked out slut he turned you into.
After a few minutes, he relaxes back into the bed, pulling you down to lay on him. You close your eyes, completely sated and full. As you go to move, Mingyu holds you still before his cock can slip out of you.
“Stay where you are,” his voice is commanding. “Want to keep you plugged up.”
You shiver and relax against him. “Okay.”
Soon enough, your breathing evens out and you fall asleep. Mingyu places a gentle kiss on your hair, loving that you’ve fallen asleep with his cock and cum still inside you. He closes his eyes and squeezes you against him like he’s afraid you might disappear.
It took a long time to get here, but it was all worth it
From suggesting to his stepdad that you moving back home would be a good idea to making sure his mom did the same. That made it easier to listen in on the many calls you had with your friends and find out everything about your ideal man. It helped him mold himself into everything you wanted, which wasn’t too hard because Mingyu swears you were describing him.
Going into your room when you were out of the house also lets him know more about you. All of your interests and hobbies are there for him to learn and master. It also made it easier for him to get you gifts.
And finally, constantly borrowing your laptop to find out what type of porn you liked. It was all good stuff, things that he knew he was good at. Obviously, you liked to be degraded a little, but also worshipped. Mingyu licks his lips as he thinks about all the things he’s going to recreate with you. His cock throbs inside your warm pussy just thinking about it.
Everything is perfect, and Mingyu will do anything to keep it this way. He’ll continue to drive away any threats from your life because he’s the only one who can have you.
And if a day ever comes when you no longer want him, he’ll make sure no one else can have you either.
Synopsis: In your years of education you learned that there are many methods to study: flashcards, study groups, the pomodoro method etc. But you find that practice is better than theory. And what better way to study Biology than practice with your study buddy?
Pairing: loser!virgin!med student!Mingyu x afab!med student!reader
Genre: smut, slight crack, one shot, med school! au
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.6k
Warnings: pet names (puppy), penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), creampie, size kink, choking, loss of virginity, sub!Gyu, big dick!Gyu, loser!Gyu, riding, masturbation, lemme know if I missed anything!
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Mingyu.
That's the only thing on your mind right now—nothing else, just Mingyu. You should probably be paying attention to the lesson, but how could you, with the hot nerd sitting right within your line of sight? Okay, maybe you chose this seat specifically so you could look at him without getting caught, but still! He’s a distraction you’re more than happy to have.
You rest your chin in your hand, sighing as your eyes trace over his figure. He’s built like a Greek god—strong, tall, with perfectly styled black hair, and his large square glasses barely hide his handsome, tan face. Oh, what you’d give just to see him without those glasses on.
You’ve known Mingyu since middle school. You never really interacted, but you definitely noticed him around. Back in school, he was known as the nerdy kid with glasses and a scrawny, lanky frame to match. Shy and awkward, he was an easy target for bullies. But over the years, his muscle mass increased, and his frame filled out. It seems he’s been putting in serious hours at the gym, and it’s definitely paid off.
Although he’s the most handsome guy in med school, he’s still incredibly shy and reserved, keeping his circle small and close-knit. Despite numerous people, especially girls, trying to get closer to him, he just pushes them away. That’s why, despite your massive crush, you haven’t made a move. You’re too scared he’ll shut you out and avoid you for good.
You can't help but bite your bottom lip and squeeze your thighs together as you rake your eyes over his bulging biceps, his shirt barely able to contain the muscle. Just one chokehold; one chokehold is all you're asking for, really. You sigh once again, knowing that you'll never be able to have him.
Your train of unholy thoughts is abruptly interrupted by the sound of your professor calling your name. Startled, you sit up and look towards him.
"Miss Y/N, are you even paying attention?" Prof. Choi huffs, crossing his arms.
"Of course I am, professor," you reply, flashing the sweetest smile you can manage.
"Then, for the third time, please answer the question on the board," he says, gesturing to the problem.
"Uh…" you trail off, completely lost.
Prof. Choi sighs and tells you to see him after class, to which you reluctantly agree. You sink into your chair, dreading what’s to come. Shaking your head, you let out a sigh and shifted your gaze back to Mingyu, watching in awe as he effortlessly answered the very question you stumbled over. Tall, muscular, hot, and smart—he really is the perfect guy.
You grumble as Prof. Choi calls your name, sabotaging your plan to slip out of class. Sighing, you drag yourself over to his desk, only to be surprised when Mingyu joins you. You glance between Mingyu and Prof. Choi, waiting for an explanation.
"Y/N, I’ll get straight to the point—you’re failing this class," Prof. Choi says. "At this rate, I’m not sure you'll be able to move on to the next year."
Well, it’s not your fault that a hot distraction named Kim Mingyu exists.
"That’s why I’ve assigned Mingyu here as your tutor to help you pass," he says, nodding toward Mingyu.
Your eyes widen, and you struggle to suppress a smile. Mingyu tutoring you? Spending time alone with him? This feels like a dream come true. You silently thank both Prof. Choi and the heavens for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Mingyu gives you a shy smile. "I hope we can get along well," he says, extending his hand.
You gratefully take it, noticing the blush coloring his cheeks.
"Please take good care of me, Mingyu," you say, beaming, already looking forward to your tutoring sessions.
You smooth out your skirt one last time before opening the door for Mingyu. You made sure to wear your sluttiest outfit today. After insisting that your brain works better when you study in your room, Mingyu shyly agreed to hold the tutoring sessions there.
You smile and step aside to let him in, watching as he sheepishly steps into your house. Making sure your ass is sticking out, you made him follow you upstairs to your room.
You sat down on your bed, subtly raising your skirt, and gestured for Mingyu to take a seat next to you. He awkwardly took his seat and started pulling out his notes.
He keeps his eyes on his notes as he starts explaining today’s lesson—something about the Krebs cycle, though you’re not really listening. You’re too busy admiring his handsome face. You twirl a strand of hair and blink sweetly as you ask (hopefully relevant) questions, but he barely glances at you while answering.
After what feels like hours of studying (it’s been 30 minutes), you whine and beg him for a break, and he blushes as he agrees.
"Would you like some snacks? Or maybe water or juice?" you ask, perking up.
"Just a glass of water is fine," he mumbles, still focused on his notes.
You nod and grab a glass of water for him and a snack for yourself. Returning, you hand him the water with a smile, which he accepts with a quiet “thank you,” while you peel your banana for your snack.
You lick the tip of the banana before biting down on it, smirking when you see Mingyu gulping at your actions. Noticing you looking at him, he blushes and quickly averts his gaze.
"Want a bite?" You offer him with a sultry smirk.
"N-No, thank you," he mumbles, his ears turning red.
You giggle as you finish your banana and scoot a little closer, prompting him to continue the lesson. But he’s a stuttering mess, tripping over his words and repeatedly asking for more water to soothe his suddenly dry throat.
After stuttering his way through, Mingyu finally managed to finish the lesson. Sore from having hunched over, you stretch, not so subtly pressing your chest against his arm. Mingyu flushes, quickly gathering his notes and mumbling something about being late for a gaming session with Wonwoo.
You see him out, throwing in a wink and waving goodbye. You watch as he stumbles a bit while getting onto his Vespa and driving off. Chuckling to yourself, you can't help but smile at how cute he is.
The rest of the tutoring sessions go the same way: you not-so-subtly flirt with Mingyu, while he either purposely ignores it or remains completely oblivious. You even try to out-slut your outfits with every tutoring session, but nothing seems to work.
One night, after yet another session, you lie in bed, frustrated that Mingyu isn’t picking up on your very obvious hints. Who knew the loser nerd would actually turn out to be a huge loser? You sigh, but him being a huge loser is what you find most endearing about him.
You bite your lip, remembering what he wore today—a black polo that stretched perfectly over his muscles, jeans that hugged his thighs just right, and of course, those thick black frames.
You can't help but sneak your hand down your torso as you remember how his arm felt pressed against your boobs. They felt so strong and firm, you bet that he could easily carry you and fuck you mid-air.
You shiver as your hand sneaks under your panties. You circle your pussy, collecting your arousal before pushing a finger into your hole, sighing at the slight stretch. You moan at the thought of Mingyu's fingers being way bigger than yours. His fingers would stretch you out so well before he finally fucks you with his huge cock.
You insert another finger and start thrusting your fingers, moaning out Mingyu's name. You imagine him hovering over you as he relentlessly thrusts into you, groaning your name right beside your ear. He'd growl as your fingers rake his back, leaving angry red marks. You'd wrap your legs around his hips and push him in deeper, making him breed you.
Your other hand circles your clit as you feel yourself getting to the edge. You imagine him thrusting from behind as his large bicep chokes you, putting just enough pressure to heighten the pleasure. He'd whimper and moan in your ear, letting you know how good you feel wrapped around him. He'd fill you up with his cum, again and again, and again, until the sheets underneath you are soaked with your mixed fluids.
Your breath hitches as you cum, whispering his name like a prayer, hoping that if you say it enough times, he’ll appear before you and make your dreams come true.
But he doesn't, and you're left lying in bed, sticky, sweaty, and alone.
You yawn for the umpteenth time as Mingyu drones on about anatomy; you're sure your brain has shut down by now. You sigh as you lean back onto the bed, too tired even to sit up.
"Mingyu, can we please take a break? I don't think my brain can take any more of this," you groan, resting your arm over your eyes.
"U-Uh, yeah, sure," Mingyu mumbles, fiddling with his notes. "We could always switch to a different topic if you want a change of pace…"
"What's the next topic?"
"The reproductive system."
Your eyebrows shoot up, and a smirk paints your face as an idea pops into your head. You sit up and grin at Mingyu.
"Sure, let's learn about the reproductive system."
Happy that you're finally interested in a topic, Mingyu gathers his notes and starts to explain. After about 15 minutes of explanation, you put your hand over his and gently push away his notes.
"Mingyu, I don’t understand the topic at all," you say with a pout, shifting to sit directly in front of him. His face turns bright red, clearly flustered. "I think it would help if we put the theory into practice so I can learn better," you purr.
Mingyu stumbles over his words, stuttering, his brain clearly short-circuiting. You giggle at his flustered state and shift to sit on his lap, your legs on either side of him.
"Will you let me use you to put the theory into practice, Mingyu?" you ask, tilting your head with a pout as you gently cup his face.
"I-I’m not sure h-how…" Mingyu stammers, swallowing hard.
"Oh, you poor thing," you coo. "It's okay, I'll guide you, puppy. Will you let me?"
He licks his lips and lets out a shaky breath before giving a small nod.
"Don't worry, puppy, I'll make sure to take good care of you," you hum as you gently remove his glasses.
He blinks and looks up at you, lips parted and cheeks flushed. You take a moment to admire his handsome face without the glasses. Cupping his face, your eyes trace over his features—his strong jawline, his parted lips, and the small mole on the tip of his nose. Unable to resist, you lean in and place a gentle kiss there, making him shiver.
"Can I kiss you, puppy?" You whisper.
"P-Please," he whimpers, and you can't help but smile over how pathetic he sounds.
You lean in and press your lips against his, and he kisses back desperately, hungry for your lips. You chuckle into the kiss, his inexperience showing with every hesitant movement. When you pull back, he leans forward, chasing your lips and letting out a soft whine when you don’t return the kiss.
"Puppy, if you don't behave, I will punish you," you scowl, furrowing your eyebrows.
"'m sorry," he mumbles with a pout.
You plant a soft kiss on the tip of his nose, then slowly run your hands down his torso, gently squeezing each muscle through his white polo. He moans and shivers under your touch, his eyes squeezing shut.
"Puppy works hard in the gym, hm?" You giggle, squeezing his chest slightly harder, eliciting a gasp from him.
You giggle, then start slowly dragging your hands to his arms, squeezing his biceps.
"God, your arms are so big and strong," you moan, squeezing him hard. "I want you to choke me, puppy. Can you do that for me? Choke me with your biceps?"
Letting out a shaky breath, he nods. You shift, pressing your back against his chest. He gently puts you into a chokehold and squeezes his arm slightly. Your eyes roll back, and a moan slips from your lips when you feel his biceps push against your throat.
You can't help but feel small in Mingyu's hold; he's just so big and beefy. You grind your hips against him, and you feel his grip faltering. He whimpers and pushes his erection against your butt.
"P-Please, I can't. I-It hurts," he whimpers against your ear.
You sneak down your hand and palm him through his jeans, making him groan and buck your hips against your palm.
"Need me to take care of your problem puppy?" You giggle, palming him roughly.
"Please," he strains out, choking back a moan.
He releases you from the chokehold, and you quickly clamber over to grab the bottle of lube you've stashed on the side table. You look over to see that he's already pushed his jeans and boxers down and freed his aching cock.
"Impatient are we now, puppy?" You chuckle, making his cheeks heat up.
Locking eyes with him, you give him a sultry look as you slowly peel off your panties but keep your skirt on. He gulps hard, shifting in place, anticipating your next move.
Biting your lip, you slowly crawl back over to him. You pour lube all over his cock and give him a few pumps, he whines your name and bucks his hips, making you giggle.
"Gonna make you feel so good, puppy," you whisper as you shift to hover over him.
You grab onto his shoulders and slowly sink onto his big cock, the stretch making you moan out loud. Mingyu whines and groans under you, his hands fly to your hips, fingers digging into you.
"F-Fuck," he groans, squeezing his eyes shut as your warmth slowly envelopes him.
Your mouth goes agape, and your eyes roll back when you feel his tip kiss your cervix.
"M-Move, please move. I-I can't," he begs, muscles straining under you.
You slowly lift yourself and slam back down onto him, making the both of you moan out loud. Slowly picking up your pace, you start riding him. He becomes a blubbering mess under you, moaning your name and whining at how good it feels.
"Look at the mess we're making, puppy," you pant out, lifting your skirt and showing him the sticky mess forming at the base of his cock.
He looks down at where both of you are connected and moans. He starts picking you up and slamming you down at an animalistic pace, his hips meeting you halfway. You squeal at the feeling of him rutting into you.
Unable to hold back any longer, he cums hard, filling you up to the brim with his seeds. Desperate to reach your high, you continue to ride him despite his chokes and whimpers. You capture his lips into a messy kiss to distract him from the overstimulation.
"C-Circle my clit," you mumble in between the kiss, and he complies, his hand immediately sneaking down and rubbing your clit in circles.
You yell his name as you cum around him, squeezing every drop of cum out of him. Mingyu moans, and a few tears slip from his eyes at the feeling of you squeezing him with a vice-like grip.
You both take a moment to catch your breath, your head resting on Mingyu’s shoulder as he leans back against the headboard. Licking your lips, you cup his face and look into his dazed eyes.
"You did so well, puppy," you coo, watching him blush and give you a fucked-out smile.
"But I don't think I've fully understood the topic yet. Maybe we should go over it again, just to be sure," you say before smashing your lips on his again.
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