Warnings: 18+ MDNI, over stimulation, sexual intercourse, body dysmorphia, low self esteem Swearing there is a tone of adult content in this fic please be cautious.
Summary:Struggling with self-hatred was something you had mastered over the years, but everything changed when you met Changbin. His presence sparked a flicker of hope that someone might actually love you. One day, as you stood in front of the mirror, lost in an all-too-familiar spiral of self-doubt, Changbin walked in on you as you criticized your body.
"Look at you", he says, sliding his hand along your side, brushing so lightly along your hip, stopping right as his fingertips touch the side of your breasts.
Your gaze is fixed ahead, reflecting at you in the expansive surface of a full-length mirror. You study your reflection intently, the question lingering in the air, “How could you ever believe I am ashamed of you?” He tilts his head slightly, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine as he tenderly places soft kisses along the delicate curve behind your ears, each touch filled with affection and reassurance.
He hesitates, allowing a moment of silence to hang between them, his curiosity piqued by the unspoken question in his mind. "My wife," he murmurs, pressing gentle kisses along the delicate curve of your shoulder blades, his lips warm against your skin. "My beautiful... intelligent... wife," he continues, his fingers gliding down the smooth surface of your stomach, pausing just above the gentle rise of your pelvic bone. "I want you to see yourself the way I see you," he whispers, his voice low and tender as he places another kiss on your shoulder, a promise woven into each touch.
It has always perplexed you how someone like you could end up with a man as soft and undeniably attractive as Changbin. From the first moment you looked at him, his warm smile and twinkling eyes drew you in like a moth to a flame. When you finally mustered the courage to bring him home to meet your mother, the look on her face was priceless—her eyes widened in disbelief. For a moment, you feared she might faint out of shock at the delightful presence standing before her.
The day he proposed was another whirlwind of emotions. You were convinced he had utterly lost his mind as he knelt, ring in hand. The words slipped from his lips, and you spent a good moment in stunned silence, trying to wrap your head around the reality of what was happening. And now, here you are, standing in the middle of your bedroom, utterly exposed and vulnerable—physically naked before him, but even more so before your insecurities.
As you gaze at your reflection in the mirror, the person looking back is both familiar and foreign, abstract and concrete. The room is tinged with a sense of longing and desire, and yet, there is an unsettling tension as you confront your worst enemy: your self-doubt. His fingertips graze your skin with such gentle grace, igniting a thrilling spark that sends shivers racing down your spine. How he brushes against you feels electric, an irresistible dance of sensation that enhances every nerve ending. The air is thick with an intoxicating blend of passion and vulnerability, and you can't help but feel alive, your skin sizzling under his delicate yet fervent touch.
"Come on, just tell me, y/n... what was it you were saying before I cut you off?" Changbin's fingers gently trace circles on your stomach, his gaze locked onto yours, filled with a teasing intensity.
You feel a flutter of nerves at his touch, stuttering out a response, "I-I wasn't saying anything." But the shiver that runs through you betrays your words, hinting at the tension hanging in the air between you two.
"It didn't sound like nothing", Bringing his hand back up to just under your breast. "I hate that you think I'm ashamed of you…of this beautiful body." Cupping your breast in his hand, he begins to tease your nipple.
"I'm S-sorry", you breathe. "I didn't mean for you to overhear that", you continue as you bite your bottom lip.
"I'm going to show you…..what exactly about you I am absolutely crazy for?" Bringing his fingers to your mouth. "I want you to watch as I fuck you….can you do that?" His fingers now circled your throbbing clit. Changbin had this way of making you completely forget about the world. Nodding your head, you begin to relax against his chest.
"Look at the way your body fits me so perfectly" his lips are pressed against your ear. "Spread your legs a little more for me" he kisses your ear, rowing as he says it, allowing his fingers access to enter you. "Look how wet you get for me….I fucking love it", pumping two fingers inside you as his other hand massages your breast. Your hips not being able to help but grind against his clothes crotch.
Your mouth parts slightly as you let out a small moan "The sounds you make are like music to my ears", he begins to kiss down your neck.
"Bin….please", you moan as he pinches your nipple. Bending your body down just enough for Changbin to palm your clit “shit", you grunt as you can feel yourself tipping over the edge.
"Y/n", he growled, your head flicking up to see your reflection in the mirror. "I want you to see how beautiful you look coming undone around my fingers", rolling your eyes to the back of your head as he hits the perfect spot with his fingers. The edge of bliss reaches closer as his other hand traces along your lower stomach, and his fingers continue to dip inside you.
Watching Changbin finger fuck you in the full-length mirror is one of the hottest things to happen to you. A shiver washes over your body as you get ready to release all over his fingers.
Just as you are about to reach your climax, his fingers slide out of your clenching pussy. "Spread your legs wider and lean forward", the tone in his voice flipping into seriousness; you spread your legs wider, arching your body forward as you hear his pants unzipping. Licking your lips with anticipation, he glances up to look at you in the mirror, "I can't believe your mine", he says, slapping his dick on each thigh.
You feel his tip brush against your entrance, moving slowly at first before pushing in. His grip on your hips tightens as he thrusts harder and faster, his moans becoming louder with each thrust. You feel your body shake in pleasure as you reach an intense orgasm. He follows soon after, his body trembling as he releases his load inside of you.
“Listen to me,” he says, wrapping his hands around your throat and pulling your body up against his “The next time you feel ashamed”, his lips pressed to your ear “, I want you to think about my come, dripping out of your freshly fucked cunt….do I make myself clear.”
