Room Service — S. Mingi
mingi x reader
nowplaying: only angel — harry styles
summary: The guy your dating, Song Mingi, always invites you to his shows and you always make an excuse for why you cant come, but today you decide why not? Watching him in awe, you regret not coming to see him sooner and cant wait to express that too him back at the hotel…..
content: porn with bit of a plot, BigDick!Mingi, freeuse!mingi, roar!mingi, cockworship, dryhumping, praising, slight force, creampie, soft and slightly rough sex, unprotected sex, masturbation (just mentioned), teasing
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note: i started this and then fall semester fucked me in the ass so i apologize for making yall wait…. but this came to me as sometimes when i see mingi i get insanely horny out of nowhere and i also had a vision that yes mingi is definitely dominate but he would also like to be used for pleasure so enjoy me giving light to that vision ;))))
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There isn’t a single person who can dominate a stage more than Song Mingi. The way his body caters to every beat; demanding attention from everyone watching him. It’s addictive. No matter how many people occupy the stage, once your eyes land on him you surely wont take it off.
The bass play fills the arena, as the crowds barks back at him. For a brief moment your eyes meet him, he knows you’re watching him. With that in mind his moves get stronger as if he has something to prove.
He’s stunting a low cut tanktop, with a louis vuitton jacket and necklaces dangling in abundance. On a day to day basis Mingi is already a handful but tonight, seeing him makes you want to blow your brains out. And, it's taking everything in you to not jump on the stage and pounce on him.
You remain composed, just wait till after the show, repeating your head as you push through till the end
Once the encore ceases you make your way backstage. Walking past staff shuffling to end the show, your stomach tightens. You can already sense his presence near.
Finally reaching their dressing room, the members don’t hide their shock when you walk in, each greeting you warmly with "I didn't think you would show up!”
Mingi has invited you before and you usually brushed it off; the pressure of showing up meant you and Mingi were serious and right now it’s all too confusing to properly address. Nevertheless, every time you hung out he asked you, he devastatingly wanted you to see the stage side of him. And finally today, you understand why he was so persistent. His stage presence is thrilling, he wanted to show off to you; just talented all around.
Going down the line you sing their praises “Yeosang you did great” “loved your set, Hongjoong!” “Your vocals were crazy tonight Jongho” each of them thanked you, while Mingi patiently smiled, waiting for you to do the same.
When you finally meet his eyes, it cues for the other members to gift you space. They had seen enough of you two together to know better than to interject.
He's smirking as if he was expecting you to give him the most attention. He invited you after all, it was the least you could do. Instead you settle for a pat on the back and a simple “good job, Mingi”
His smile dropped for a beat, eyebrows furrowed as you giggled. “Thats it?” he pouts dramatically, calling for any reassurance. To answer his question, of course it's not it, what you really wanted to say was “amazing job Mingi, you looked great, could you maybe blow my back out using the same strength you used on stage today?” but that wouldn’t be appropriate would it? especially not in a room filled with other people. “Yeah, were you expecting more?” standing dumbfounded, god if he only knew. “You praised everyone else kindly but gave me just a ‘good job’???” His tone dropped, lower than before, he’s careful to not scare you but It’s enough to make you shiver.
“You want praise too?” He nodded back still frowning, you rubbed his back and gently spoke, “I’ll give you praise alright” He stood tall and cupped his ear, waiting for you to say something. You and the other members, eavesdropping, burst into laughter; it’s extremely obvious what you mean but Mingi can’t seem to take a hint.
“Well?….Im waiting” head tilting slightly, with his eyes tightening as he’s trying to figure you out. Through all the coolness he portrays onto the stage, at the end of the day he is still Song Mingi. “Just meet me at the room,” said winking back at him. Finally, it finally clicks in his brain, and a large oh buries in his face as he begins biting at his lips.
You just stare at each other, conversing in your heads of what's to come, only interrupted by staff telling him to go to send-off. Hugging deeply before departing.
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In the hotel room, you’re anxiously waiting for him, time feels like it’s moving slower than usual and you wonder, has sendoff always taken this long?
You text him asking for an update, he responds quickly
Almost done, just wrapping up with a few things
please hurry im dying here
What's the rush we have all night?
Not a single urgent bone in his body. The anticipation kills you, and the constant thought of what he looked like on the stage burns in your mind. The way he touched himself in all ways but holy, the way he stuck his tongue out and flexed his muscles. He’s a proper show off and you can't get enough.
Before you know it, you’re touching yourself. The longer he has you waiting, and the more you think about him, the wetter you get. If only he could see you, maybe then he would come faster. In that moment an idea sparks in your head.
You position yourself on the bed, stretching your arm out making sure the camera shows off the outfit you had prepared, and rest a hand down your underwear. You take a couple, and scan each one rating its effectiveness before responding back.
[photo] maybe this?
It only takes him a couple secs before responding back to you
On my way. DO NOT MOVE
Something about that photo changed his way of thinking, to your gratitude. You can just see him now.
Him grazing over the photo you sent with invisible ink, flushing his face, hiding his phone away so nobody else can see this side of you, a bulge growing in his pants as he replays the image in his head. You would do anything to see his reaction. But I guess you are soon to find out.
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The way Mingi sprints out the building, you would assume someone was chasing him. Breathless, he asserts to the driver that he needs to get back to the hotel. When the driver looks at him, concerned reasonably for his sudden outburst, he pleads please, this is important speaking only through his boner as he shifts uncomfortably in the backseat.
Blood rushing to his brain, he keeps looking back at the photo. Nothing prepared him for this; never yearned for something more in his life. The speed at which the driver is going is not helping either. Heart beating fast, all he can think about is you.
Now at the hotel, everything is just too much for Mingi. Trying to tame his sudden desire as he walks into the elevator. Eyes shifting as he counts his way up to your floor. Fingers tapping the railing, mind racing at what you will look like upon arrival.
Eagerness coursing through his bones as the elevator dings on your floor. Stumbling out, his body must’ve stopped functioning at some point, storming to your room, his eyes deepened, swallowing any light around them.
He knocks desperately on the door, he bets that he won’t last even a second before attacking you.
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You open the door in your robe, and see him; arms crossed, eyes pierced and also out of breath he was really rushing over here. The silence is deafening but also somehow comforting as you both stare at each other with utmost lust.
Breaking the tension, “hmm, I thought you weren’t rushing? Something changed your mind?” speaking heavy with irony; smiling up at him — then without a beat he grabs your face to kiss you.
Leaning into the intensity, you can feel all his desires flowing through you, reciprocating as you moan into his soft lips and bring your arms around his neck.
Losing yourself, you found his taste sweet and warm and becoming completely dependent on him, melting into you.
He directs you forward still lips locked and closes the door behind him. His hands fell towards your waist, pulling you somehow closer which could seem impossible, and without a thought Mingi lifted you up smoothly; carrying you to the bed.
Laying you down softly without departing your lips, both wreaked beyond your minds. Mingi bucks his hips at you searching for any sort of friction, moans ringing between the two of you.
All you can think about is Mingi’s throbbing cock coursing through you in his sweats. Every hit sends shockwaves to your body. He moans in your mouth and it makes you twitch a little. Next thing you know he’s grinding into you.
Finally, he parts from your lips, “Y/N, fuck—” motioning towards you, fingers tighten around your waist and your heart jumps for a second “I-I just wanted to apologise for making you wait”
The way his tip glides against your clit, though both clothed, you can not even process a single thing. Anything you prepared to say was lost through the feeling. Trembling, when you haven't even started yet, could be a record. You both terribly needed this.
“Mingi-ah, it-its okay, thanks for inviting me”, all you can see is his smiles at your sentiment, before you arch your back in pleasure. “You know you’re always welcome, especially if this is my treat afterwards”
You wish you could see the smirk on his face as he’s speaking but your mind is cornered with your impending orgasm. Then before you know it, he stops, like he knew in his brain you were about to cream all over his pants. You bring yourself forward and look at him confused. “Why did you stop?”
Sitting up, he strips right in front of you, a good show to be fair but shock overwhelms your body as you notice, Mingi wasn’t wearing any boxers underneath. His length springs out at you, and a sliver of drool falls.
Mingi is big in all aspects, height, hands, muscles so it’s no surprise that his dick matches. It’s honestly criminal how good he looks, he tilts his head and stares you up seductively, “I want to thank you for coming, whilst making it up to you for waiting–” pausing to observe your body, tugging at his lip, “Tonight, I'm all yours….use me how you’d like baby”
Your mind is racing with the countless possibilities, not knowing where to begin. Mingi is offering himself to you, eyes shut, in his birthday suit.
Crawling towards him, you place a firm hand on his thighs, eyeing him up and down with a gulp. This might be the most appetizing Mingi has ever looked. You don’t know where to start, biting your lip before planting faint kisses on his thighs teasing him. He combs your hair through your gentleness. Cock twitching as your lips graze leaving nothing but a small whimper escaping his lips.
You palm his length, feeling hints of precum that leaked from the dryhump session, and look at him with glazed eyes, humming melodically “hmm, you know what I want Mingi?” Staring you down, making sure not to move even in temptation “What” questioning with a henched breath, if you don’t hurry up Mingi could absolutely snap. Still you take a brief pause, trying to answer your request with most certainty, then kiss his tip, he squirms to your contact. “Well ever since I saw you on stage, I’ve been wanting to suck you off” licking your lips, mind swirling as you feel his cock pulsating in your hand.
You couldn’t bear another second as your hunger grew deeper, all this waiting led up to this. You start as his tip, licking gently, his moans vibrate through your body. You want to savor every moment of this “Mingi- you did so well today” praising him through every moan “so so good today” he nodded rapidly, as you slowly took him in. Mingi brings his hands to push you down, needy as ever, you stop him before you start gagging “Mingi- be patient- it-its a lot to take in” he stares at you, glassy eyed “I can’t handle your teasing” you swirling your tongue, mouth almost full and you’re not even all the way down yet
“p-please Y/N, you can do it-“ his groans deepened as with his impatience “show me how good I did on stage today baby” nodding, eyes focused on him, you pushed deeper, finally reaching his base. You stay there for a while and he whines at you “there, I did a good job yeah?” you muffled a yeah back to him, trying to move back up he shoves you down holding you in place. “Did I look good on stage? I saw you staring” your eyes start to water a bit, as his tip hits the back of your throat. He wipes your tears and lets go, gasping for air before taking him in again “you looked amazing, you make it hard to not pounce on you backstage” your words leave him smirking, he enjoys your attention
“Well, with how you looked, I-I wouldn't have minded” speech slurred as you swirled around him. Sucking slowly, enjoying every second.
His cock is perfect, so big and girthy, but fits you so well. If it were up to you, you would stay here all night.
His body heating up as you throat hug him, your hands rest on his balls caressing them as he whimpers your name “Y/N…fuck i-im almost there baby” taking that incentive you pick up your pace. Moving with your hands in unison you can feel his arrival as he bucks towards you. Pumping your throat with his warm release you keep going, not trying to waste a single drop.
Swallowing his sweet load you slowly remove your mouth, still holding him in your hand you peck his tip “don’t make me wait for this again” you move back a bit and meet his eyes “you can’t look that hot and expect me not to lose my mind”
Smiling, he finds your lips once more and his tongue tangles with yours catching a breath he stares at you intensely. “You made me lose my mind, you know?” clearing his throat as he collected his thoughts “when you sent me that, I dropped my phone and my face turned so white Hongjoong thought I had seen a ghost” your face flushed, you wanted a reaction but you weren’t expecting it to be that crazy
burying in his collar bone, trying desperately to keep any sort of composure “Well Mingi, I was running out of patience thinking about you…..” your fingers traced his back as he kissed your neck ever so passionately.
Pulling his head up you squeezed his cheeks. His eyes were glossy and face was overwhelmingly flushed. He’s so dazed and wouldn't wish to be anywhere else. “You looked so hot on stage, I can't believe this is what I was missing all along…” his face is so red, a man who gets compliments all the time but flustered by your praises.
You let go and he reaches out lusting for your affection. “I have an idea! lay on the bed, pretty boy” his face somehow grew even redder at your words but nodded in obedience.
The view couldn’t get better than this, Song Mingi drunken, spread out on the bed with his thick thighs enticing you to sit on them, one hand holding up his massive length and the other holding up his head, there are people that would murder millions just to get a look at this and here you are. Honestly you could get off of this alone but it's not enough.
Some might say it's greed the way you need him inside of you. Your mouth, already blessed by his load, the aftertaste even still burning on your tongue. The warmth of his semen brushing your uvula shot blood pumping to your clit — A craving which can only be satisfied by your walls being filled with Mingi’s cock.
Sliding your panties off, you begin crawling your way on top of him. Straddling him as you move his hand above his head, limiting his reach. You have a plan to make this moment last as long as possible.
Teasing him you ride his dick along your folds, being very careful to not slip it in just yet. He whines at you ”Y/N p-please”. Your grip on him tightens as he is itching for movement. You know as soon as you let go, he’ll use this as an opportunity to ruin you out of desperation. “Give me a second to prepare myself” His tip grazes your clit and your whole body shakes, not knowing how long you can last. You push yourself in slowly.
Even just the tip is overstimulating, as a drawn out moan escapes your lips. “You’re s-so tight Y/N relax for me please” Honestly, I don't think you can as you get louder and tremble the more inches you take in. Checking in he asks, “are you okay, tell me if its too much baby”. Your mind is spiraling out of immense pleasure right now “I-it is too much but mhm….it feels good” he grins at you and you start bouncing on him half way, couldn't take the steady movements any longer.
Stretching you wide, you collapse onto him upon reaching his base. Breathing heavily as you feel every vein pulsating inside of you. He lifts your head up and brushes your face gently
“You took me so well, beautiful….”
“Fuck…you’re so tight, I don't think we even have to move- “ you stop him abruptly “NO! just give me a second Mingi”
Resting his hands on your hips he takes the initiative to push you up, before you start pouncing on him.
And before you know he has taken control, forcing you to take him full in every time and a once steady pace increasing as he whispers your name back to you.
To add on, the feeling is so overwhelming you don't even notice how much he is digging into you. Reaching so deep it felt like you were being undone and put back together from the inside
And that's when he found it, and your body shook at contact. He took that as a sign to hit your spot over and over again as he hugged you closer.
“Mingi- fuck, keep going—right there” and so he listened, whimpering curse words back to you. feeling as if there were fireworks shooting across the room. You can feel not only yourself coming but him two as your soul conjoined in this moment of pleasure.
Pounding into him your body coming sensitive to his touch “Come inside me please…”
His cock throbs at your request, “is that what you want?”
“Yes Mingi, I need you to fill me up please” Your voice is frail but somehow demanding.
Gripping you tightly, he speeds you up, with all his strength fucking you with the same power he used on stage earlier, making your eyes roll back. At once you release together.
Mingi lets out a strong groan, stuffing you with every last drop. Something you longed for, his warm ejaculation nesting inside of you.
Breathing heavily. Both satisfied at the work you two did together, and are sure the entire hotel heard it too.
“Fuck, I should make you wait more often” he grins breaking the silence “I’ve never see you more cock drunk”
Smacking him you roll your eyes, “its less making me wait more having seeing you on stage that made me desperate”
His eyebrows raised, you could physically see the cogs in his head working ”Is that so?…well next time ill return the favor”
“Next time…? Has Song Mingi grown too tired for another round, wow fame has changed you” Teasing him, you can see his face which once softened grown darker
Mingi, a man who hates being challenged tackles you down, a devilish smile curled on his lips.
“Now how could I resist a challenge?”
And in that moment, you’ve never regretted opening your mouth more
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