15:12 - Song Min Gi
There’s no one else in the dorm when Mingi ambushes you in the kitchen. He presses his whole body against your back, pinning you to the counter. His lips trail up the side of your neck, landing just behind your ear, “There’s no one else home.” He whispers, sending shivers down your spine.
You use the counter to push him away and turn around, “We can’t.”
He crowds your space again, his lips finding yours. You let yourself get lost in him before you remember why you can’t, why you shouldn’t.
“Mingi. Stop. Stop!” You press your hands against his chest, “Please.”
“He won’t be home for ages.” He knocks your hands aside and you let him, drinking him in.
He bends, his hands finding purchase on your thighs and he lifts you. You settle your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, burying your head in his shoulder as he carries you towards his bedroom.
You consider protesting again when he settles you onto his bed but the look in his eyes stops you. You’ve never had anyone look at you like that, with so much love in their eyes.
You reach up and tangle your fingers in his hair, pulling him down to you.
His hands toy with the hem of your shirt before sliding his hands up along your stomach, pulling your shirt with it and over your head. His lips make contact with the exposed skin, sucking and biting although not quite hard enough to leave a lasting mark.
“Wish I could mark you.” He murmurs, breath tickling your stomach, “Wish I could let everyone know that you’re mine.”
His hands find the waistband of your jeans and he quickly undoes them pulling them quickly down your legs and tossing them behind him.
He suddenly mouths at your clothed core, making you yell in surprise, fisting his hair in your grasp.
“Mingi.” You whine, “More, please.”
He does as you ask, dragging your panties down your hips and then licking the length of your folds, he does it again and then clamps his mouth around your clit, sucking harshly while his long fingers enter you.
You bite down on your hand to keep any sound from escaping but he reaches up and pulls your hand away, settling it on his head, “There’s no one else around to hear you. Let me hear you. Let me hear how good only I make you feel.”
You let your moans and whines fall freely from your lips as he returns his mouth to you. You rock your hips up against him desperate for more.
He moves his fingers in and out of you at speed, bringing you closer and closer to your peak. He suddenly bites down harshly on your clit causing you to scream out. You tighten your thighs around his head as you come and he lets you, using his tongue to clean up your release until it's too much and you push him away.
He crawls up your body and kisses you softly, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. He reaches under you to unclasp your bra and then latches onto your nipple, rolling the other between his fingers, “Ready to go again.”
You nod already desperate to have him once more and quickly reach down to undo his jeans. He kicks them off and pulls his shirt over his head. He's rock hard as you reach into his boxers and stroke his length, “Fuck me, please, Mingi.”
He tugs his boxers off and taps your hip, “On your knees.”
You roll over and situate yourself with your ass in the air and your head resting on the pillow. He settles in behind you after rolling a condom on and enters you slowly. He takes his time, the first few strokes long and slow. It's been a while since he's had you like this, since you've had any time alone.
Suddenly it's not enough, he wants you to know what you could have all the time, what you're missing out on. He pulls out and slams back in making you moan into the pillow.
His thrusts are hard and fast, you feels every inch of him and he hits that spot inside you that makes you see stars every time. He knows your body better than anyone and you both know it.
“Fuck Noona,” He grunts out, “You feel so good. Look at you, taking my cock so well.”
His words make you whine and you push back against him as his hips slam into yours, “I'm so close, Mingi please.”
He reaches around and rolls your clit between your fingers. It isn't long before you're coming again clenching tight around him and he follows soon after, spilling into the condom.
You collapse onto the bed while he goes to clean up. You can feels the tears building behind your eyes but you refuse to let them out.
Mingi returns with a cloth a few moments later and gently laves it over your body. You let out a sob, muffled by the pillow and bit down on it to stop any more escaping.
He sets the cloth aside and lays beside you, pressing soft kisses against your spine, “Noona? Baby?”
“He doesn’t love me.” Your voice is thick with tears. You have no need to clarify who you're talking about, he already knows. “Do you love him?”
You don't respond, you know it doesn't matter, it wouldn't change anything.
