Prove Me Wrong-Sensational
series, part 7
pairing: maki x reader
genre: smut of course
CW: soft dom!maki, teasing, making out, oral (f! receiving), dirty talk, pet names (baby, sweetheart, princess, etc), semi-rough sex, use of ice cubes, wax play, blindfold, unprotected pinv (no no), he cums inside, implied aftercare
word count: 3,350
synopsis: after your night with yuma, you accompany him to the boys dance practice where maki realizes you might be needy enough for him sooner than he planned.
note: we back baby 🤪 plz enjoy, i know i did
(not proof-read oops)
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When you and Yuma arrive back at his dorm, you’re both unbelievably exhausted. He guides you to his bedroom, hand on your back the entire way. You plop down on his bed, sighing expressively from your tiredness. Yuma removes his shirt and lies next to you, curling his body into yours, so close that you can feel his heartbeat through his chest. You tangle your legs around his, holding him close. He caresses your arm gently, rubbing circles in soft circles, and you feel so content, so safe. Before you know it, your eyelids become heavy, and you quickly drift off.
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When you wake the next morning, the bed is empty. You shuffle around, desperate for Yuma’s warmth back against you. You squint your eyes, the light invading the room, eyes sensitive from just opening.
“Yumaaa” You groan loudly, rolling over, curling the blanket into your arm. You hear the faint shuffling of feet before the door to his bedroom opens gently.
“Hi, sweetheart.” He says gently, sitting next to you on the bed, caressing the top of your head and you moan in satisfaction. “I didn’t want to wake you. I ordered some breakfast if you want some.” He continues, leaning down, kissing your forehead sweetly.
“Please. I’m starving.” You mumble, grabbing his arm, pulling him closer to you.
“Can’t go get it if you’re attached to me, baby.” He chuckles, and you let go with a whiny grunt. Yuma disappears for a couple minutes before returning with an entire spread of food.
Yuma stays with you as you eat, making easy conversation. When you’re done, you hop up and get dressed. The boys have to work at the company today, so you are getting ready to leave at the same time he does.
“Why don’t you come with me? Say hi to the boys?” Yuma shouts from the bathroom, finishing getting ready himself.
“I don’t know, I don’t wanna be in the way.” You say back, unsure since they’re so busy when they’re working. He exits the bathroom, walking over to you with a gentle smile.
“You’re never in the way. We just have some choreography to go over and a couple meetings.” He admits, stroking the sides of your arms, so close that your body practically begs for more, but you know it’s not the time.
“Okay, I’ll go.” You say softly, smiling at him. He places a tender kiss on your lips and you melt into him, humming softly into his lips. After disconnecting, you both quickly gather your things and leave, heading to the company together.
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When Yuma leads you through the door to the practice room you’re met with eight wide, lingering eyes, as well as shocked faces seeing you here.
“Y/n!” Taki yelps, stumbling over his feet getting to get to you quickly. You giggle at his desperation, and your thoughts fade just for a moment into wondering what Taki’s turn will be like. You’ve always admired him, his goofy personality, his ability to light up any room he walks in. You’re not much older than him, and you’ve always thought he was so handsome, but you can’t imagine what he’ll be like in bed.
“Hey there beautiful.” Nicho says, snapping you out of your thoughts, leaning down to kiss your cheek. Your face flushes red, suddenly overwhelmed with affection by the nine men in front of you.
“I’ll get out of the way. You all do your thing.” You giggle, finding a corner to lie in, your head resting against one of their backpacks. The music bumps through the speakers of the practice room as you begin to scroll aimlessly on your phone. After a few minutes, your eyes wander to them. Their bodies moving quickly and rhythmically in time, perfectly in sync with one another. You’re in awe, your thoughts erased in an instant. Your body heats up as you watch, the sweat dripping from their faces, eyes glued to themselves in the mirrors, dead set on perfection. Wetness pools between your legs, the rawness of their movements sending chills down your spine. As the song ends, you dart your eyes back to your phone, the room fills with sighs of exhaustion. They all break apart for a break, guzzling down water as they continue to breathe heavily. You mindlessly resume watching in awe, a feral feeling overtaking your body.
“Take a picture, sweetheart. It’ll last longer.” K says, chuckling, taking a drink from his water bottle as he smiles. You clench your legs together tighter and roll your eyes at him.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say our princess is liking the show.” Euijoo smirks behind him, the rest of the boys hearing the conversation and walking in your direction as well. You’re still lying on the floor, trying to ignore their teasing, even though they’re right. Now, with all of them towering over you, it feels like a lion circling its prey, and it only turns you on more. You sit up, keeping your thighs pushed together tightly, eyes glancing between all nine of them in front of you.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You say certainly, trying to overlook their collective effect on you.
“Baby, you’re practically drooling.” Jo adds from the side, continuing to sip from his water, dabbing sweat from his forehead with a tissue. Before you can reply in protest, Maki bends down, meeting you eye to eye. Your breath catches, heart pounds, and you meet his gaze.
“I was going to give you some time after Yuma, but I think our needy girl wants it sooner.” Maki whispers, so close you can feel the heat radiating off of him. His words, along with the way all of the boys are eyeing you behind him has you nearly soaking through your underwear.
“Maki-“ You start breathlessly, but you’re quickly interrupted.
“Don’t worry, baby, we’ll go back to the dorm after we’re done here. Okay?” He caresses your cheek, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear gently. You nod hesitantly, but not because you don’t want to, but because you’re so damn desperate you want to leave now. But you know that can’t happen. He kisses your cheek quickly and smugly before joining the rest of the boys who had migrated back in front of the mirror, talking and laughing. After a few more run throughs, the boys pack up their things and begin to burrow out the door. Maki waits behind for you, helping you from the floor and you leave together.
“We’ve got a couple meetings, then I’ll be home. Here’s my key, go ahead if you want. Make yourself comfortable.” He says, wrapping his hand around your waist as he walks beside you down the hallway. His grasp on you takes you by surprise, the sudden sort of possessiveness makes your heart flutter.
“Okay, I’ll see you in a little bit.” You say shyly, he lets go of your hip, holding onto your hand for a moment before you turn and leave the building.
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It’s about an hour and a half later when Maki arrives at the doorstep of his dorm. You don’t hear the front door open, you don’t hear his footsteps, and you definitely don’t hear him turn the door knob to his bedroom where you are, your hand shoved down your underwear, fingers moving quickly on your clit, other hand palming your breasts through your shirt. The wait for Maki felt like ages and all you could replay in your head was the way they looked and acted at practice. It played over and over in your head, until eventually, your hand trailed down to where you so desperately needed to be touched.
“Hmm, what do we have here?” He speaks, the sudden presence scares you half to death, and you detach your hand from yourself immediately, shooting up on his bed in shock.
“Fuck! Maki! I didn’t hear you come in.” You yank the covers over your body. You’re not naked, but you had taken off your jeans, leaving you in your soaked underwear, and his eyes latched to them quickly before you cover yourself.
“Need some help, sweetheart?” He walks towards you as he speaks. He pries the comforter off of you, you try to close your legs, a bit shy from the position he’s caught you in, but he latches his hands onto them quickly, spreading them for his viewing pleasure. “Don’t get shy on me now.” He positions himself between your legs, his hands holding your legs open, eyes locked on your wet cunt, soaking through your panties. He stays like this for a moment too long, your desperation returning.
“M-Maki…please.” You plead, hopeless for relief. You need his touch, any kind and anywhere. He smirks up at you, the view of him between your legs only making it worse. At once, he stands, walking briskly into the kitchen. You lean up on your elbows confused, but he doesn’t say a word. When he comes back in the room, he has a glass cup, filled with ice. “W-what’s that for?” You ask, hesitating as he sits the glass on the nightstand. He doesn’t answer, instead, he circles his finger in the glass, grabbing a piece of ice, popping it in his mouth. He climbs on top of you, his body stiff against yours. You open your legs for him, guiding his lower half between them.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll show you. I’ll start out easy.” He winks at you playfully above you, and then his mouth is on yours with harsh speed. His plump lips move in tandem with yours, then his tongue glides along your lower lip, asking for permission to invade. You allow, the coolness from the ice, still in his mouth, mixed with the heat between your mouths together gives you chills. You moan into his mouth, the ice melting quickly due to the warmth and need. He pulls back, both of you breathless. He reaches to the nightstand again, sliding another piece of ice in his mouth. He attaches his lips to your neck, sucking and nipping at your skin. He circles his tongue, the mixture of heat and ice only increasing the pleasure you feel. You moan, head thrown back as he attacks your neck, the ice melting quickly again from your body heat. He pushes up your shirt and smirks as he sees you’ve already removed your bra, your breasts now on display for him. He takes the remaining part of ice between his teeth, circling your nipple with it, the sharp cold intense, making you whimper underneath his touch. He pays close attention to each nipple, circling the ice around each of them before sucking and biting.
“Sh-shit. I need more. Maki, please.” You whine, bucking against him, causing his clothed erection to brush against your aching cunt, already hard. He leans up from your breasts, ice melted away.
“So vocal. Euijoo told me you were. Said I wouldn’t be able to get enough. I hate it when he’s right.” He says, kissing down your abdomen, lips still cold from the ice that’s now gone, making you shiver. He reaches your panties, practically nothing left to the imagination given their light color and the amount wetness that has seeped through. “Can I?” He looks up at you, wanting confirmation before going further. You nod vigorously, anxiously awaiting his touch. He pulls them down with one quick movement and hops back up to grab another piece of ice before situating his head between your legs. He stares at you only for a moment. “Soaked, baby. Fuck.” He mumbles, placing the ice in his mouth quickly and diving into you. Your back arches immediately, the new sensation of hot and freezing cold at the same time on your cunt has you reeling.
“Fuck! Maki!” You yelp, grabbing onto his hair as his tongue circles your clit skillfully, not slowing for a moment. He tries his tongue, alongside the ice, down to your entrance, lapping at your arousal like it’s his last meal. He brings his mouth back up to your clit, closing around it and abruptly plunging two fingers into you, without warning. You wiggle underneath him and his arms hook underneath your legs, keeping you motionless. His fingers curl inside of you, finding your sweet spot quickly as you cry out, moaning uncontrollably. His mouth suctions around your clit, pushing you close to orgasm. The coil in your stomach continues tightening, so close to the edge. Your pussy clenches around his fingers, threatening to cum any moment.
“C’mon baby. Cum on my face.” He says, words muffled against your clit, only slowing down for a moment to speak. His words and the speed of his fingers send you over the edge, orgasm hitting you so hard you see white. Your back arches, body tenses, trembling in his hold as you ride it out. He only stops his movements when your breathing slows and your body calms down. He backs away from your pussy, climbing back up your body, kissing you passionately.
“Maki, I need you.” You whimper, wrapping your hands around his neck, pulling him closer into you. You kiss him again, trying to convey your desperation.
“I’m not done playing with you yet, sweetheart.” He admits, standing up off the bed, the cold air of the room hitting you immediately. You whine at his words, wanting so hopelessly to feel him inside of you. He walks over to his dresser, grabbing a tie and walking back over to you. “Do you trust me?” He asks, sitting next to you on the bed, the tie evident in his hand. You nod, wondering what he has in mind. “I need words, princess.”
“Yes, Maki. Of course I do.” You assert. You would trust any one of them with anything, you know they’d never hurt you. He smiles gently, and then leans in closer.
“Yuma said you know the color system. Right?” He asks, making you nervous once again at the insinuation that they discuss these experiences with each other. You nod again, then whisper a yes, knowing he wants your words again. “Good girl. Lift your head.” He instructs. You comply and he lifts your shirt over your head, leaving you completely bare. He then takes the tie in his hands again, bringing it around your eyes, tying it tightly behind your head. You’re completely in the dark, not even a glimpse of light now that you’re blindfolded. The unknown has you shaking with anticipation, solely relying on your sense of touch and hearing now.
“Maki, please.” You beg, wanting and needing more. Body needing release once again. You hear footsteps, tracking towards the corner of the room, then back. Suddenly, you hear something. A sound, like a match being lit, and then, the smell of smoke. “Maki-“ You begin, needing an explanation.
“I want to show you something else. Something intense. At any point you want me to stop, tell me. Okay, baby?” He asserts, running his hands along your thighs, your need overcoming your confusion. You nod beneath your blindfold, breath shaking, awaiting the unknown. He continues trailing his hands all over your body, cupping your heat, flicking at your nipples, teasing every inch of you. Then, all of the sudden, something hot hits your chest and you gasp.
“M-maki? What is that?” You ask bashfully, still in shock from the immediate impact of something incredibly warm. The liquid hardened immediately and your mind is racing, unsure of what he could be doing.
“Wax, baby. Relax. Feel it.” His hand snakes down to your clit as he speaks and he begins rubbing slow circles on it once again. You moan, another drop of wax hitting your abdomen, the pain from the heat mixing with pleasure from his fingers. The mixture of pain and pleasure begin to collide, becoming one as not one, but two drop of wax fall this time. You cry out, not from the pain, but the sensation turning into pleasure, especially as his fingers begin to speed up on your clit.
“Fuck, Maki, please. I need you so bad.” You plead, the overwhelming need becoming overbearing.
“Need what, sweetheart?” He interrogates, you can practically hear the smirk on his face as your body flutters under his touch, dropping another drip of wax on your thigh. “What do you need?”
“I-I need you inside me. P-Please.” You continue, words coming out hoarsely. He drops a final tickle of wax onto your thighs, making you squeal and squirm. You hear him sit something down, assuming it’s the candle, and then the sound of his belt buckle hitting the floor. You continue to whimper as he takes his time undressing.
“Patience, princess.” You hear him chuckle darkly, and then the feeling of the mattress sinking beneath his weight. He’s between your legs again before you know it, his hard cock faintly touching your entrance and you whine. He leans down over you, using his hand to guide himself inside of you. His hand wraps into your hair, face close to yours, even though you can’t see him. He pushes himself into you, sheathing himself to the hilt, pausing to give you time to adjust. You didn’t get to see his length, but god he’s big. You can feel him stretching you as he slowly begins to move inside of you, every inch of his cock sending shockwaves through your entire body. He begins to quicken his thrusts, and you throw your head to the side, overcome with bliss. His body looms over you, his head finding the crook of your neck, his grunts and whines voicing directly into your ear.
“M-Maki, I wanna see you. Please.” You ask, the tie still blinding you, and he reaches up with one hand to tear it off of your eyes, throwing it across the room. You smile up at him and he thrusts faster, harder, now able to see every single look on your face as he fuels your pleasure.
“Fuck, y/n, you’re going to kill me. Squeezing me so good, baby.” You convulse underneath him as he speaks breathlessly, his cock hitting your sweet spot as he fucks you hard and fast. Your cunt continues to pulse around him, reaching your high after a few more thrusts.
“I-I’m c-cumming.” You can barely speak, but you manage to mutter the words before your body seizes, moaning frantically as your orgasm hits hard once again. You moan his name, nails trailing down his back as he continues fucking into you with great force. He leans up, kissing you once again, hot and heavy as you feel his seed spill in your cunt. He growls as he unloads inside of you, the sound sending shockwaves through your already exhausted body. He finally slows his movements, fucking his cum deeper inside of you as he rides out both of your highs.
“O-oh my god. Fuck, y/n.” He laughs quietly and you join him, hardly believing the act that took place. You glance down between your bodies, still connected, at the wax hardened against your skin. Maki eventually removes himself from you, kissing down your face to your neck, down your arms to your hand and all over your torso. You giggle at his goofiness, the gesture making you smile genuinely. He collapses on the bed next to you, pulling you closer to him, as if you couldn’t be close enough. Your naked bodies lie side by side, entangled in each other.
“Wax…hmm. You’re a kinky little thing aren’t you?” You tease, poking at him playfully.
“And you loved it. I’ll clean you up in a minute. Just wanna lie here with you for a bit.” He says calmly, sighing as he caresses your arm that’s thrown over him.
“I did love it. Let’s just lie here forever.”
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