thinking about a quickie with mingi at a party...
tws: established relationship, p in v, sex in a public space (??? a bathroom lol), raw sex, praising, mirror sex (i think), nicknames (baby, pretty girl, good girl)
author's note: heyy, this is my first drabble ever so I hope u guys like it, and sorry for not posting much, ive been pretty busy hehe... english is NOT my first language, MDNI
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you heard a shaky sigh behind you. your hands gripped the sink in front of you as you lifted your head, finding your boyfriend's slightly flushed face behind you. he had the hem of his shirt between his teeth for a better view, while one hand firmly gripped your waist and the other guided his hard cock toward your entrance, letting the tip in first, which made you both moan.
you let your head fall forward as mingi slowly slid inside you, his teeth leaving his shirt only to lean forward, pressing a kiss to your neck as his arms wrapped around your waist, pressing his chest against your back.
“you looked so pretty, baby… ‘m sorry for being so impatient, do you forgive me? please do, i promise i'll be good, mhn?” his husky and raspy voice sent shivers down your spine, making your skin prickle as one of his hands traveled down your stomach to between your legs. his ring and middle fingers slowly rubbed your clit while his lips grazed your ear. his eyes never left your face as he watched you writhe against him, feeling your back arch and a breathless moan escape your lips. “holy shit, baby… you look so pretty, and you're so wet for me, you were just as impatient as me, weren't you, my pretty girl?”
you lifted your head slowly, and when you looked down through your reflection in the mirror, you took in your expression, your lipstick was slightly smudged, your hair a little disheveled, you could see how your panties were now down your knees and your skirt was hiked up, making you feel exposed, which caused your pussy to unconsciously clench around mingi's cock, which made him let out a yelp and drop his head onto your shoulder as the hand that was between your legs went to grip your waist. “fuck—”
a soft laugh left your lips, echoing in the small bathroom where both of you were, and then you pressed a chaste kiss on his temple as one of your hands patted his head affectionately. “sorry, baby, you can start moving now.” without needing you to repeat it, mingi started to thrust into you, slowly as his moans were muffled by your skin. and on the other hand, you pressed your forehead against his temple, your own moans filled his ears as the wet sounds of your bodies slapping together echoed there—and luckily, no one would hear due to the loud music that separated your small world from the party outside the room.
mingi lifted his head, just to find how your mouth was slightly open, moaning against his ear so perfectly, your pretty boobs bouncing with each thrust as he fucked you…
“look at you, baby. you're doing so well, taking me like the good girl you are… come on, take a look at yourself, see how perfect you look while i fuck you.” his words made you squirm under him, and when he saw that you didn't obeyed, he stopped his movements, earning a pathetic whine from you, and his hands took your wrists, then grabbed them with only one hand, pressing them against your lower back while his free hand went to your face, taking your chin and forcing you to look at your reflection in the mirror.
“see? perfect, don't you think?” mingi smirked behind you as he pulled out of you, but not completely, just to push himself inside of you again with a sharp thrust, which had you rolling your eyes, and consequently, looking away; you felt your boyfriend's ring and middle fingers sliding into your mouth. and you could taste your own fluids on his fingers, which you licked, your tongue ran over his fingers as you licked them clean. mingi's smirk only widened as he saw your reflection in the mirror, and he began to move his hips again, this time setting a faster pace, while his other hand firmly held your wrists to keep you balanced. you could see your boyfriend's gaze move from your face to his own, to his fingers in your mouth, to your breasts, and when he stopped looking in the mirror, his eyes went down, taking in the sight of how his cock disappeared inside your wet and warm heat.
the party was boring anyway, wasn't it?












