that video of ode... I'm thinking messy post gym sex with you praising his muscles 🫠
i know this isn't exactly what you asked for anon, but my brain decided to take it somewhere else and i couldn't resist sufgahsdcjmgdqwke. i hope you still like it though!!
[Messy]
Pairing: Sub!O.de x Dom!Reader
Genre: Smut
Synopsis: Things get a little messy when Seungmin catches you staring at him work out.
Warnings: O.de is referred to as Seungmin throughout the fic, Smut warnings below cut
Word Count: 810
Written by Rae💫
Smut Warnings: Public Sex(but they don't get caught), Mirror Sex, Dry Humping, Edging, Marking, Dacryphilia
“You’re staring.” Seungmin said. You could hear the grin in his voice.
You tipped your chin up, catching his eyes in the mirror. He was right, you were staring. But how could you not when he was looking like that, with arms shining with sweat and letting out little sighs every time he did another rep. He looked downright sinful.
Even though he was the one teasing you this time, you could see a faint pink hue creeping up on his cheeks.
You smirked. “Of course, I’m staring, Seungmin. How could I not when my boyfriend looks this good?”
If you hadn’t already been staring at him, you would have missed the way his breath hitched, the way his movements stumbled for a moment before he regained his composure.
“Do you come to the gym just to look at me?” His voice was smooth, pretending to be unaffected. But you knew better.
You pouted. “But you look so good!” You walked closer to him, keeping your expression innocent even though your intentions were anything but. Running a finger over his biceps, you continued, “Did your muscles get bigger?”
A slight shudder passed over his body and you fought to hide your smile. He was almost too predictable. He put the dumbbell he was holding down, twisting away from your touch.
“And if they have?” His voice was shaky now. How cute.
You pushed him down on a bench and he went without protest. “They have gotten bigger!” You giggled. “Pity they’re so useless though.”
“What—” You didn’t let him complete that sentence as you sat down on his lap, pulling him into a kiss, still tracing his arms with your hands.
Seungmin gasped into the kiss when you trailed your hand upward, tugging at his hair. You broke the kiss, attaching you lips to his neck instead and leaving reddish-purple marks blooming in your wake. His hands were clenching the edge of the bench like it was the only thing keeping him from falling down.
He was getting painfully hard now, the fabric of his shorts straining around him. You rolled you hips once, slowly, and Seungmin immediately let out a moan. You resisted the urge to giggle at how desperate he was, choosing to focus on rolling your hips again instead.
Seungmin let out a strangled protest. “Y/n we’re in public.”
You paused, holding on to his shoulders to remain upright. “Do you want me to stop?”
Even though stopping was the last thing you wanted, you couldn’t bear the thought of making Seungmin uncomfortable. The way he whined and hid his face in the crook of your neck, though, told you that he didn’t want to stop either.
You leaned away, cupping his face with your hand as you made him look at you. His face was an adorable shade of pink. “Words, baby.” You reminded him, gently.
He squirmed under you, eyes looking anywhere else. “N-no.” He admitted, softly.
He still wouldn’t look at you though. You frowned, following the path of his eyes and saw that he was looking at the mirror, that was showing the position the two of you were in. Seungmin’s eyes traced the two of you in the mirror and you could see that he was getting more and more desperate.
Oh.
You grinned. “I never thought you could watch yourself getting off like that.” You leaned in, your lips ghosting over the shell of his ear, and dropped your voice into a whisper. “Or that you would like it.”
Seungmin shivered, eyes falling to stare at the floor instead.
“Who told you to stop, Seungmin?” You tsked, holding his chin and turning it towards the mirror again. “Watch.”
Seungmin whimpered. ‘Y/n, please.”
“Please what, baby? I’m letting you do everything you like.” You said, amused. “You like how you look, don’t you? I can’t say I blame you though, after all you work so hard,” You littered his arms with little kisses, “and you look so good.”
Seungmin whined, driving his hips up, eyes not leaving the mirror. You decided to help him out a little, rolling your hips to match his pace. He moaned, at the way he could see himself being so desperate, so helpless in the mirror. His high was approaching too fast.
Right as he was about to fall off the edge, you stopped, climbing off his lap before he could realize what was happening. His orgasm slipped away and he cried out, hands frantically chasing you but you stepped away before he could reach you. “W-what are you doing? Y/n, baby, please.” You could see the tears start to well up in his eyes.
You leaned in, catching them before they could fall. “Aww you’ve such made a mess, Seungmin,” Your voice was saccharine, gleeful and your smile wide. “Better clean up before someone catches you.”
