BRO imagine sunghoon fucking you before a figure skating competition and he just completly ruins you and then goes and gracefully does all his pretty turns and tricks</3
I hope you don't mind, but I'm turning your comment into smut so, lol. Not a competition, but it still gives the same feels.
Title ⑅ But My Ears
Pairing ⑅ boyfriend!hoonie x fem!reader
Warning ⑅ 18+/smut ( f - oral receiving, unprotected sex, hair-pulling) cursing. Read at your own discretion.
Author's Note ⑅ I haven't written in a while, so sorry if I'm a little rusty! I missed writing, and I love it so much. Hope you all enjoy.
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As you finish sewing on the last rhinestone to the shoulder piece of Sunghoon's costume, you step back to look and make sure there weren't any spacing issues. Sunghoon watched as you observed him, plastering on the innocent smile as his perfect swept-back hair glistened under the waiting room lights. You admired the work that you'd put in for the past two hours on his performance outfit, quickly coming up with a solution when the fabric ripped, most noticeably due to the fact that Sunghoon's body had changed. He was bulkier, his shoulders seemed wider, his chest broader, the sculp of his arms more defined than the last time he'd put it on.
As you continued to observe your pristine artwork, somehow, Sunghoon seemed more admirable than he was hours before.
You were excited to see Sunghoon perform live. In years before while you both were dating, Sunghoon spent most of his time on the stage rather than the ice, but today was different. Sunghoon was asked to perform at a children's charity event, and of course, he couldn't say no. Finally, you had the chance to see him in person than through a screen many years prior.
Your heart raced as you hear the announcer speak over the intercom, announcing that Sunghoon would be next.
Sunghoon took a deep breath. The anxiety of performing again on the ice was nerve-racking for him. You remembered the times he'd come back to the apartment, fatigued, so tired that he wasn't even able to speak. You recollected the many nights you bathed Sunghoon, letting him sit against the cold porcelain and soak in the scorching hot water.
But Sunghoon liked to believe he had control of his body, his limits. But you knew he was pushing too hard. He woke up at a particular time, ate his protein-filled meals, did his morning jog and training to the T, practice on the ice all day, watched back at his skills, took down notes, added new choreography, selected his music, and still found time to rehearse with his members through all of it. He had limits. and he pushed them until he couldn't anymore -- until you finally had to tell him it was enough.
And he listened -- partially. He still corrected his jumps and glides and turns until there were better than perfect. By the time the event took place, it was like he'd never left the ice.
"I knew I had the best girlfriend ever," Sunghoon walked closer, grabbing you and pulling you close to his chest as he looked down at you with his kind eyes.
Sunghoon was another foot taller with the skates on, which made you giggle when you had to stand on your tiptoes to reach his neck.
"I know." You bragged. The familiar fabric of his costume was soft, but this time it was like it ignited fire beneath your fingertips. You couldn't tell if it was the way Sunghoon looked at you or the mix of both your nerves that was turning you on, but you knew after this, Sunghoon would be one lucky man back at home.
"I'm proud of you," Sunghoon couldn't hide the big gleam on his face. You saw the tips of his ears go red, the parts of his neck you could see changing colors too.
You chuckle at his giddiness.
"What happened to your ears? Shouldn't you be used to the cold temperatures Mr. Ice Prince?" You had to take this opportunity to tease him.
You pecked his ear as you try walking to the exit door, but not before Sunghoon could stop you. His hands around your waist, he turned you around with one swift move, landing his lips onto yours. Your hands found his hair, but you remembered he had a performance soon, and you fought the urge to tangle your fingers beneath them. Instead, you settled for his biceps, keeping a tight squeeze as your mouths move simultaneously. You were glad Sunghoon was given a private room, or else this would be a bit much. But even then, you don't think you'd care. As long as Sunghoon was yours, you could care less what press it would entail.
You couldn't hold back your moan when Sunghoon ran his tongue down your neck, causing all of you to shudder harshly.
"Hoonie, I don't think this is a good time for this." You managed to sputter through gaspy breaths.
"But my ears," Sunghoon's tongue found its way down your plunging top and in between your breast.
"Are so cold." He lifted up to see the glisten of desire he knew you had in your eyes.
In seconds, Sunghoon had you down on the couch provided. He practically leaped on top of you, taking no time at all to find the bottom of your maxi skirt and hike it up your legs, burying himself between your thighs. You couldn't help but pressed yourself to his ears, the sensation you tried to keep down finding its way out.
"See? You'll warm them right up," Was the last thing Sunghoon said before moving your panties out of the way. You felt cold air rush against you, but it didn't last long when Sunghoon filled you up with his hot tongue.
"Fuck," You whispered. You tried squirming under his touch, but Sunghoon's tight grasp on your hips forbade you from moving. You had to lay still, letting the pleasure escape while his tongue and lips moved against your clit, against your folds, against your entrance.
"Baby, you get on the ice in 20 minutes," You barely were able to get the words out between your moans that turned to whimpers.
"Well, that means," He swirled his tongue around your clit slowly, causing you to shiver.
"You have 5 minutes to come on my face," you could practically see his smirk forming. "And another 15 to let me fuck you."
You yelp at his comment, your hands finding their way down to his hair, pulling him as close as he could get. You ground your hips against his face, feeling his nose pressed against the beginning of your fold, causing you to gasp.
"Fuck my face. Fuck my face until you come." His whispers against your heat caused you to moan even louder.
Sunghoon's fingers found their way to your entrance and plunged in and out. His tongue continued to massage your nerves, his lips continued to suck against your clit.
"Sunghoon, I'm coming. I'm coming. Oh my God!" Sunghoon moved faster at your words. he hummed his approval, causing another wave of vibration to hit against your sensitive spot. Your back arched and your eyes slipped closed. Your orgasm consumed your thoughts, your body, your atmosphere. And Sunghoon still didn't stop. He continued until he listened to your breathing relax. Leaving soft pecks on your now glistening thighs.
He made his way up to you, his hair disheveled. His actions caused his hair to fall loose, some strains dangling in front of his eyes.
"Oh my gosh, your hair," you brushed some back behind his ears, but Sunghoon waved you off.
"We only have 15 minutes babe," he panted. He found his zipper in the back and tugged it down.
You gawked at his cock that flopped out of his special performance briefs. You watched it swing side to side, surprised that you've had all of him inside of you before.
Sunghoon finds a position that works with his costume down around his skates.
He spat on it and rubbed it in, taking no time to adjust himself against your entrance. There was no need to rub himself against you, you were already wet enough and knew his member would go in with no problem. and you're right. As soon as his cock finds your entrance, you engulf him without any effort. Sunghoon leaned over you, groaning in your ear with satisfaction. You felt yourself stretching to fit his entirety. Your hands found their way to his back, scratching with need.
His pace was slow, but not for long. Before you knew it, Sunghoon was plowing into you, causing you to moan loudly. He nipped at your neck, going so fast, that you couldn't find a good time to breathe. Sunghoon's noises playing against your ear were enough to get you to the edge again.
"God, I love fucking you," he groaned. You can't remember a time that Sunghoon had been so pint up like this. You couldn't remember the last time that he was able to get you to the edge so quickly.
He continued to speak sweet nothings into your ear. You found only once to breathe before you felt yourself at the peak.
"Daddy please, I'm going to come again!" You feel your nails dig deeper, your legs squeezed tighter, your mind getting foggier. You did your best to keep your voice down, but you knew that it was loud. You knew that both of you were frighteningly loud.
"Come with me baby." His teeth pinched tighter against your skin. You felt the walls clench around him tight, so tight that he couldn't move anymore. First, you twitched, and then him. You both whimpered at the same time, letting your orgasm consume everything about you. But this was your favorite moment. The one where he experienced the same euphoria as you. It was like no one else existed in this moment. It was just the two of you and your orgasms.
Sunghoon thrusted slowly when he felt your walls release, his high eventually came tumbling down.
"Fuck, you're so good." He kisses your cheeks lightly.
"Sunghoon, Your hair looks terrible," were the only words you could speak through pants. A knock on the door spooked both of you. A voice from outside warned Sunghoon he was on in 3 minutes.
He yelled out a shaky okay, and laughed at your alarmed expression.
"Why are you laughing, you need to go!"
You winced as his cock left your entrance, giving you the last ounce of pleasure before he was off to the ice.
You grab a napkin from the coffee table, and let the rest of him leak out of you.
"Make sure you get all of it, don't want people asking questions," he teased you while he zipped up the rest of his costume.
You helped him with his hair, right in time for the next knock on the door.
"You're up Sunghoon!" The voice yelled.
He sent out another deep breath.
"I've been so nervous about this entire thing that I realized we haven't had sex in almost two weeks.
"Sunghoon now is not the time for this." You push him over to the door.
"I just want to say thank you. for putting up with me throughout all this, and -- for what just happened." Sunghon smirked and tried leaning down for a kiss, but you throw open the door and shove him out.
"You're terrible at timing."
He sends you one more pout before he's off to the rink, with you not far behind. You can't hold back your smile at the thought of the moment you two just shared. it was so risky, it was so unthoughtful, and yet, you would do anything to go back. You would do anything to rewind time and feel him release himself inside you again.
You feel yourself collide into Sunghoon's back, causing your thoughts to trail away.
Sunghoon stopped dead in his tracks, turning with a smirk on his face.
