Ateez “You make them cum in their pants”
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Ask: could you do an ateez reaction to making them cum in their pants?
This is obviously very smutty. Don’t read if not comfortable!
Hongjoong:
You loved it when Hongjoong wore skirts, his stage outfits were truly mesmerizing. Even more so when he came home wearing them, you just just couldn’t keep your hands off of him because nothing was quite as pretty as Hongjoong in a skirt.
The skirt layer of his outfit was bunched at his hips, his pants and underwear being the only layer seperating you. He kept rutting his hips against yours, him straddling your waist as you roughly kissed him. “You look so fucking pretty for me.” You rumbled, your hands gripping his hips to have him grind against you harder. Hongjoong whimpered and threw his head back, his swollen lips parting in the process.
His whimpers turned even more desperate, hips rutting even harder against yours as you gripped his hips. “I’m -” Hongjoong choked out, falling forward to grip the sheets by your head. His hips still bucked against you, picking up more and more as his sounds got louder.
“Ah-ah-” Hongjoong’s hips twitched, no longer rutting against your but shaking as he tried to calm down. You knew the expression on his face all to well, smiling at him before reaching up and holding his jaw. “Did you just cum?” You asked, only getting a small smile in response.
“Maybe...”
Seonghwa:
Patience was something you lacked, Seonghwa was coming to learn that. Definitely as you had managed to convince him to join you in the backseat of his car. Your tongue moving over the side of his neck as your hand slipped into his pants.
Seonghwa’s hips bucked in your hand, sucking in air through his teeth as you palmed him gently. “You’re so impatient.” He groaned, simply leaning back and enjoying the feeling of you working him through his underwear. “Yeah but you’re enjoying it.” You whispered, placing your lips by his ear before nipping at his ear lobe.
You stroked him quickly and continued your attack on his neck and collarbones, his cock hard and twitching in his pants. His moans were always quite low however within the closed quarters of the car and with how fast he could feel himself cumming, he couldn’t help but get loud. His hand finding your wrist to hold your hand still as he humped it through the fabric.
His orgasm had caught him by surprise, leaving him breathless in his seat. You used your free hand to pet his hair, pulling him to rest his head against your chest. “And you were complaining about my patience.” You teased gently, still stroking his hair as your other hand gently stroked over his clothed cock. He whimpered and his hips twitched slightly before looking at you.
“I won’t complain again.”
Yunho:
His voice was so breathy and deep in the morning, being one of the reasons you had straddled him in the first place. Sometimes you had to take advantage of the opportunity to be in charge and this was perfect for that.
“Doll, what are you doing?” Yunho’s morning voice was stern, yet his hands still helped you into your position. “Taking advantage of the situation.” You smiled, feeling a wave of mischief wash over you. His sweatpants did a horrible job of hiding how hard he was, or how turned on he was by the way your hips grinded over his. He was almost embarassed at how quickly he was close to cumming.
“You should stop.” His voice was almost a whine and you grinned. “Or what?” You challenged, still swivelling your hips before leaning down to kiss him quickly. Planting your hands on his chest for leverage, Yunho gripped your hips as his own started to buck.
“Fuck.” He grunted, holding your hips down on his as they bucked. You simply watched as his screwed shut and jaw clenched, not caring if his hands were hurting your hips because he too far gone. “You never answered me. Or what?” You asked again, leaning over him once more to taunt him a little more.
“Give me a minute to recover and you’ll find out.”
Yeosang:
You had noticed that Yeosang wasn’t the most vocal when it came down to his needs, that he got to shy when it came down to asking you. So he pushed his needs to the side and well, when his hard on started poking you in the middle of the night you decided to take care of him.
“Next time ask.” You kissed his lips quickly, his face following yours for more kisses. Though he stopped when you wedged your leg between his thighs, pressing against his boxer clad core. You pressed against him a little harder, giving him the hint to get off on your thigh. His face was burried in the crook of your neck, breathing heavily as he started humping your thigh.
Your hands moved up his legs and hips, all the way up his torso before wrapping around him. Yeosang whimpered, feeling your nails scratch down his back. He rutted against you harder, getting closer and closer to cumming. “Cum for me.” You whispered in his ear, scratching down his back in the process.
“Oh-” He shuddered, abs tensing before biting down gently on the skin of your neck as he came down from his high. You pressed your thigh into him one more time, his body jerking slighty in overstimulation.
“I’ll tell you next time, I promise.”
San:
It was impossible to not be touchy with San, simple tasks required a hand on you or him draped around you. Which meant in moments that you were alone and lazing around the house, there was no reason not to touch. Your legs were draped over his lap and his hands were massaging over your thighs, creeping higher and higher.
“I want you.” San mumbled, leaning forward and pressing his face into your lower tummy. You ran your fingers through his hair before making him sit back up before straddling him. “You do?” You asked, toying with his hair as he pouted at you. You didn’t waste time, grinding down on him and feeling his hard on through his sweatpants.
“How badly?” You asked, your lips very close to his as your movements never stopped. His eyes were hooded looking up at you,hands holding your thighs and dryfucking you with every roll of your hips until he was shaking. “So badly.” He moaned, blunt nails digging into your thighs.
He came with a loud moan, leaning forward and harshly kissing your lips to keep his sounds down. San’s hands moved to cup your ass before flipping you over and pressing you into the couch, lips still connected.
“All that and I still want you.”
Mingi:
Laying in bed, you watched as Mingi put together outfits for the upcoming days. This was a regular occurance, however you couldn’t help but notice each time, just how good he looked. So when he came close to the bed, you pulled him down with you.
“I’m trying to get my clothes ready.” He smiled, instantly positioning himself between your legs with his hands by your head. “And I’m trying to get you out of them.” You smiled in response, allowing your hand to come down and undo his pants. He turned you over in the process, having you now sit on top of him as you stroked him through his briefs.
Your lips trailed over the side of his jaw, his hand holding your waist as his eyes shut in pleasure. His lips parted and he let out a deep sigh, his hold on you tightened as his eyebrows furrowed. “Shit, I’m close.” He huffed, eyes opening again as he pulled you even closer.
“Kiss me please.” He added on, breathing getting heavier and sounds louder. You weren’t one to deny, especially as you felt him shudder in your hands and bite down on your lips gently. The hand on your waist moved up to your hair and kept you close.
“So the next step is getting me out of my clothes.”
Wooyoung:
Alot of men had such an endearing trait, not wearing underwear under their sweatpants and Wooyoung most definitely shared this trait. It was hard not to focus on it, especially when you “accidentally” brushed against him and he got hard. You just simply took advantage of the situation.
“You plan- oh-” Your actions shut him up, one hand holding his jaw as the other grabbed his cock through his sweatpants. “Fuck that feels good.” He whimpered as your hand started moving, jerking him off through the fabric. “Hmm does it?” You asked, the grip on his jaw tightening as his eyes shut in pleasure.
“Look at me.” You demanded, picking up your pace. His eyes opened with alot of effort, feeling slightly embarrassed at how little it took for him to become a whimpering mess. Your eyes locked and you watched as his mouth fell open. He looked like an absolute beautiful mess.
Wooyoung nearly let out a yelp as you overstimulated him slightly, pulling your hand away from his now stained sweatpants. He pulled a small relieved smile and you kissed the freckle under his eye. “I fucking love it when you wear sweatpants around the house.” You admitted, tugging at the waistband of his pants and making him laugh.
“I guess I have to wear them more often.”
Jongho:
He had an immense level of self control, one that always left you questioning how he did it. However, it was also so fun to test it, to see just how far you could push him. It was fun to make Jongho crack and well, you were trying your hardest.
“You’re being impatient.” Jongho said, as you sank down from your position on his lap. “You’re being unreasonable.” You retorted as you sat on your knees infront of him, unzipping his slacks and drawing your fingers over his bulge. If he really wanted you to stop, he would’ve stopped you. But he didn’t, simply watching you with a stern expression and biting back his sounds.
You kept going, eyes on his and waiting for him to stop you and pull you back into his lap. Much to your surprise though he didn’t, finally pulling his eyes away from yours and leaning his head back. He let out a moan, finally giving into you fully before feeling himself cum.
“So fucking impatient.” He grumbled, feeling your nails draw over his thighs. He didn’t need to open his eyes to know you were grinning at him. Now finally pulling you back into his lap, back into the position you were teasing him in before. “Don’t lie, you enjoy it when I test you.” You kissed the side of his face as he caught his breath.
“I do, just don’t test me too much.”
A/N: Idk why this post took a lot out of me but it did. i hope you guys like it!!!
