!!mentions of nsfw!! 18 + !! do NOT interact if youāre not comfortable with smut!! okiee here is another naughty atiny request Iāve got for mingi!! this one may be a bit longer than the previous ones but if you stick with it I hope itāll be worth it ?? š (pls send feedback LMAO) if youāre interested I have a hongjoong ver. smut jongho ver. smut and a san ver. smut, wooyoung ver. smut and a yunho ver. smut ;)
You walked into the dance studio where you and the usual team of ATEEZ backup dancers practiced. Everyone was scattered around the room, stretching and warming their muscles before the rehearsal ensued.
Mingi walked in, wearing a gray hoodie and black sweatpants with large over-ear headphones hanging around his neck.
āGood evening,ā he calls out to the room, and a crowd of voices sing a polite chorus of good-evening-Mingiās in return.
His eyes quickly search the room through the wall mirror until they finally locate you.
A satisfied smile tugged at the corners of his lips at the sight of you. Part of ATEEZās current title track called for a very sexy 10-second choreography portion in which each member had a backup dancer partnered to them. You just happened to be picked for Mingi, and you were by all means grateful for the opportunity.
āOkay,ā Hongjoong clapped his hands and called for first position.
The practice went fairly smoothly for the first two rounds. Hongjoong called a five-minute break before moving onto the third practice round, and Mingi decided to use this opportunity to talk to you.
āHow you feeling?ā Mingi grabs your hand and spins you in a circle, watching you twirl in content.
āItās hard, and itās definitely interesting, but I think itās fun,ā you pant. āWhat about you?ā
Mingi smiles, taking a sip of his water. āI think itās fun, too. I think weāre the best duo out of all the members,ā he teases.
āThereās no way,ā you smirk, nodding your head towards Jongho and his dancer, āthose guys easily eat it up every time.ā
āOh, yeah?ā he turns, seeing as Jongho placed his hands around his dancerās waist, practicing the move again even during their break. āWe could definitely beat those guys. We should practice more, one-on-one.ā
You smirk, nodding in agreement. āThatād be fun, wouldnāt it?ā
āHmm, we could find out,ā he says, crossing his arms. āYou free to practice tonight?ā
āHmm,ā you think, contemplating your transportation assortment to return home afterwards, ācould you give me a ride home if I did?ā
The boy nods, settling his eyes steadily on you now.
āI could do that for you, definitely.ā
ā
A few hours after everyone has left for the evening, you and Mingi stay back rehearsing your part a couple times alone.
āFuck, that could get fun any day,ā Mingi pants after the third practice round. He proceeds to pull his hoodie over his head to take it off, revealing a hot peek at his abs as his undershirt went up.
You tried not to stare, but he caught you looking through the mirror before you could turn away.
He scoffed as your cheeks turned a soft shade of red, and proceeded to walk over and plop himself on the floor next to you.
āWanna take a break?ā he asks, nudging your elbow as he lay on his back against the floor.
āWe could take a break,ā you mutter, deciding to also lie on your back for a moment.
He takes notice, and extends his arm in your direction, offering it as a pillow for your head.
You smile, scooting closer to the boy and resting your head against his shoulder.
Your mind wandered for a moment as you came to the sudden realization that you were practically hugging Mingiā¦ on the floorā¦ aloneā¦ during after-hours.
Before you could hobble away to avoid any misunderstanding, his voice softly interrupts the silence.
āCan I tell you something?ā
You turn to face the boy, meeting his eyes.
āI like the way you dance.ā
Your face felt hot as a reddening wave of butterflies erupted from your stomach up to your cheeks. His eyes grew slightly more hooded as he fixated them on you, a sly smirk crossing his face. The boy winked, and you felt your heart skip several heavy beats trying to read Mingiās micro expressions.
āI like the way you dance, too,ā is all you can foolishly reply, failing to think of any other viable response to the way he was looking at you.
He reaches a finger towards your jaw, pulling your face closer to his. He nodded his head, testing to see if youād pick up his subtle gestures, and you most definitely had.
You close your eyes as you feel yourself leaning closer to Mingi, bringing a hand up to his jaw as you felt his lips slowly enclose around yours.
You slowly begin to make out with him, feeling your kisses grow messier as each became more and more intimate than the last. He was the first to bring his tongue into it, slowly lifting his body in the process until you were practically underneath him.
He only pulled away for a moment to search your face for any signs of discomfort, but was only greeted by your gentle smile as you reached to wrap an arm around his neck.
āHey,ā he grins. His silver snake chain had found its way out from under his tight shirt and was now flimsily hanging above you.
āHey,ā you giggle back.
āYouāre a good kisser,ā he whispers.
You smile cheekily at the sight of Mingi hovering over you, one of his arms still cradling your head from the hard floor and the other resting around your waist.
A sudden deep and private desperation for Mingi overwhelms your body, and you canāt help but want to indulge yourself lips-first into the beautiful boy in front of you.
āI can do more than just kissing,ā you hear yourself whisper out loud.
Did I really just say that!?
Mingiās eyes widen at the sudden and unexpected response, a slow smirk forming at the ends of his mouth as he mentally interpreted your words and request.
āCome to my dressing room,ā he whispers, tilting his head subtly towards the door.
ā
Mingi is the first to take his shirt off as he hovers over you against a soft sectional couch. You sit quietly as you watch the boyās shirt slide off his arms to reveal a firmly toned torso adorned with his silver snake chain that sparkled under the dim light of a table lamp.
The sight of Mingiās naked torso is enough to begin stirring heat inside of you, and you feel yourself becoming wet with each touch of his hands against your body.
You outstretch your arms and wrap them around his neck, pulling him into the wide wing of the sectional couch with you. Your lips greet each other warmly, firm kisses bringing your bodies closer together.
āHey,ā he mumbles into your lips. His arms reach towards your hips as he swings your legs around his waist. āYou sure you wanna do this?ā
You smile warmly at the boy in front of you, planting soft kisses against his jaw as you began removing your top and bra while he helped you slide out of your leggings with ease.
Mingi places his hands between your thighs and slowly spreads your legs as far as youād go, taking pleasure at the sight of your gracious body in all its glory.
āFuck,ā he mutters, āyouāre so beautiful.ā
He dives between your legs, his warm tongue caressing the tip of your clit as he blazingly set off every electric nerve of your body.
A soft moan escapes your mouth as the boy traces the curves of your flowerās lips before diving deeper beneath them. You felt yourself getting wetter at the feel of his tongue inside of you, a soft and delicate pleasurable joy overwhelming your insides and lower abdomen altogether.
āFuck, that feels so good,ā you whimper, secretly hoping heād eat you out for a good minute.
Several soft moans later, you pull his head up from underneath you and gently wipe his bottom lip clean with your thumb.
āMy turn,ā you smirk, offering him your position on the couch.
You begin trailing a line of soft kisses from his jawline all the way to his bellybutton, fixating your eyes into his as you gently began unzipping and removing his pants and boxers.
You wrap your hands gently around his hardening member, jerking him off slowly and firmly as he leaned his head back against a cushion.
You started deepening each stroke with ease as you picked up the pace, pulling sloppily at his hard cock while enjoying the sight of his scrunching face overjoyed with pleasure.
Youāre steadily jacking him off when the first grunts start gradually emerging from somewhere deep within his throat. You smile devilishly as you lean in and wrap your lips around his member, pushing it deep into your throat with every persistent motion.
Your performance really begins to emit as you pick up the pace, sucking and slobbering all over his dick as far in as you could manage it. Tears began forming at the creases of your eyes with every vertical stroke of your mouth as you tried desperately not to choke on his size.
āFuck, fuck,ā he grunts, arching his lower back as the throbbing sensation of pumping blood began pounding into every vein of his cock.
You pulled your mouth away, leaving a sloppy mess of saliva and cum behind as you proceeded to climb onto his legs, positioning yourself around his cock to ride against him slowly.
Now that fucking did it for Mingi.
You hadnāt gotten more than ten strokes in when the boy clasped his hands around your ass and turned you over, fumbling you on your back as he climbed over your body.
He began thrusting into you, and he was thrusting hard.
With every rough push into your velvety inner walls, you released a lusty moan, each growing slightly louder than the last.
āYouāreā¦ soā¦ fuckingā¦ goodā¦ā he huffed with each deepening stroke, the sweat glands around his body glossing his clear skin under the dim light.
A jet stream of tears now fully sloshed out of your tear ducts, your quiet moans now full screams of Mingiās name coming in a loud, looped repetition.
Mingiās full concentration failed to take alert of the gentle knocking against his dressing room door, your loud moans drowning out any potential chances of catching it in time.
Which is why, it takes him by surprise when the door flings open and in walks Wooyoung.
Wooyoungās eyes widen as he covers his face, shrieking in embarrassment and fumbling to locate his car keys somewhere on the vanity mirror.
āCloseā¦ the fuckingā¦ DOOR!ā Mingi yells out angrily as he continues to shamelessly fuck himself into you.
āIām soā Iām so fucking sorryāā is all Wooyoung yells as he retrieves his car keys and fumbles towards the door knob.
āGet the fuck OUT!ā
Wooyoung makes a dash towards the door, slamming it behind him as he ran out, not stopping until he eventually got to his car.
Now Mingi was angry.
His whole vibe was thrown off, and he really needed to release.
He pulled your legs from the sides of his waist and wrapped them over his shoulders, now fucking into you at full throttle.
If it wasnāt possible for Mingi to thrust this fucking deep inside of you before, it most definitely was happening now.
You let out desperate screams as Mingi manages to successfully and repeatedly hit your G-spot. Your body tightens, your sweat glands release, and your lower spine arches so far back when you feel the sudden burst of immense bodily rapture as an orgasm ensues, leaving you in a heated, electric trance as your insides release and relax around Mingiās thrusting member.
Mingi lets out a loud groan as his final ejaculation of hot cum seeps all over your lower abdomen, streams of the warm liquid discharging in large amounts inside and all over your thighs.
āFUCK,ā Mingi moans, fighting any more dominant urges over you and instead collapses on the couch next to you.
You both take a minute to ease your breathing, closing your eyes as you reminisced the last half-hour of intimate excitement.
āPrincess,ā Mingi pants, turning his head towards you, āIām so sorry.ā
āDonāt be,ā you offer your best smile, though you could feel already that you wouldnāt be coming into the studio for a few days. Your legs would surely give out by the morning, and youād be lucky if you could manage to walk anywhere tonight without hobbling around too awkwardly.
āHey,ā Mingi turns, cupping a hand around your jaw.
āHey,ā you smile back.
āCan I tell you something?ā
You giggle softly, endearingly looking into the gentle eyes of the boy lying next to you.
āI like you,ā he whispers, āI really, really like you.ā
You lift your hand towards your jaw where heās cupped his palm around you, pulling off his fingers and instead intertwining them around yours.
āI like you, too,ā you say.
āI want you to be my girlfriend,ā he mumbles, āI really want you to be mine.ā
You nod gently, closing your eyes for a second to think about your response.
You open your eyes and see that heās already lovingly staring back at you.
āI could be yours,ā you whisper, āIād be good at that, too.ā
Pairing: Mingi x plus sized female reader (explicitly stated)
Genre: one shot, smut, fluff, established relationship
Rating: Mature/18+ ā minors DNI
Warnings: reader is described as being curvy/plus sized!! ā established relationship, pet names, discussions of doctors/gynocologists not listening to you (briefly), potential side effects of hormonal birth control (i ripped these from the one I used to be on) Explicit sexual content: manhandling, praise, body worship if you squint, oral (f. receiving), dumbification also if you squint, fingering, face sitting, masturbation (male), multiple orgasms, lighthearted discussions of a vasectomy lol
Word count: 3.7k
Author Note: I started writing this months ago for @kiestrokes birthday and I am an adhd gremlin so I never finished it. But now itās Mingiās birthday so I decided to push myself to finish! So I hope you like it babes š¤ also if anyone comes at me sideways about the reader being plus sized: you will be blocked ĀÆ\_(ć)_/ĀÆ
[Masterlist]
āBabe we have to stop at the pharmacy,ā you huffed, slamming the door shut as you slid into the passenger seat. You were already annoyed that you had to go back to the gynecologist despite being there less than a week before, but seeing a new doctor who wasnāt your usual, plus his decision to ignore your request with no real reason why had soured your whole outlook on the day.
āWhatās up babe?ā Mingi asked, his eyebrows furrowing in concern as he leaned over the center console to cup your face in his hand, āAre you okay? Whatād they say?āĀ
āThe usual run around, bullshit doctor stuff,ā you shrugged, settling into your seat with a frustrated pout. āHe wants me to start another new birth control before heāll even consider a fucking IUD, despite that being what I asked for. And Iām sure itās gonna suck just as much as the one I just stopped taking.ā
āI meanā¦ I know it sucks but heās a doctor. I mean, he should like, know things, right? I know it sucks to get periods and have to remember to take them every day butāā he shrugged but you cut him off with a scoff and a glare. Of course Mingi didnāt get it, how could he?Ā
āMingi, baby, I know heās a doctor but I live in my body. Remembering to take them and bleeding once a month is the least of my problems. Just wait, when we get home Iāll show you.ā
ā
You threw the foil packet of pills on the coffee table, holding onto the folded sheet that listed the potential side effects. āAlright, get comfortable, this is gonna take some time,ā you instructed your boyfriend, watching him settle onto the floor with his back against the couch, pillow in his lap. He stared up at you expectantly, a content smile on his face. āAlright so this,ā you said shaking the paper, āis the warning label for my birth control.ā
His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, āWait so thereās a warning for your birth control?ā You simply raised your eyebrow at him, and began to unfold the paper.Ā
With every crinkly unfurling Mingi made sounds of pain and disbelief, but you ignored him until the sheet had been completely unfolded ā the nearly 3 foot long sheet looked almost comical in your hands, āYes, my love, there is most definitely a warning label for my birth control. We donāt have all night so Iāll give you the highlights.ā
āBaby, I had no idea,ā he frowned, eyes softening slightly as he sunk into his frame, looking smaller and more boyish than he usually did.
āI know you didnāt, honey, but you should know this just in case I start complaining about these things,ā you smiled, heart softening at your boyfriendās actions. He reached out to you and took your hand, pulling you around the coffee table to stand in front of him before burrowing his face into your soft, plush stomach.Ā
āGo on babe, Iām listening,ā he mumbled.
āAlright so here are the most common, affecting 1 in every 10 people who take these. Yeast infections, mood swings which can include the worsening or onset of depression, it can cause altered sexual desire, nervousness, and dizziness. Can cause you to feel sick, get random abdominal pain, acne, pain in your tits, and enlargement and/or discharge from your tits. They can also cause painful menstruation, irregular bleeding, no or reduced bleeding, and changes in weight.ā
You cautioned a look down at your boyfriend, who was currently frowning into your stomach. However, he didnāt say anything nor make eye-contact with you, so you took it as permission to continue.Ā
āAlright, so now the more uncommon, which could affect up to 1 in 100 people. There could be changes in appetite ā oh wow that actually makes sense ā elevated blood pressure, abdominal cramps and bloating, which we already have from the periods but whatever. There can also be rashes, skin discoloration which continue even after you stop taking the pills. It can also cause excessive hair growth or hair loss, and ā good lord ā altered blood fats including increased triglycerides.ā
The startled sound from your boyfriend pulled your attention from the paper in your hands down to your boyfriend, who was looking up at you in horror. āYour birth control can do all of that? Why? Why is that allowed?ā
You laughed softly, shrugging. āI donāt know, honey. Iāve asked myself that so many times. But donāt worry, as far as I know, Iām fine.ā
āBut how do we know youāre fine? I donāt think you should take these anymore,ā he mumbled sadly.Ā
His reaction tore at your heart; he was so genuinely distraught at the thought of you getting sick from your birth control. āBaby, Iām okay. Please donāt stress too much about it,ā you cooed, scratching his scalp gently. āThereās only a bit more, and theyāre the rare ones, okay?ā You asked, making him nod sadly. You suppressed a giggle; you couldnāt believe your boyfriend, who so many people were intimidated by, was whining like a puppy because of your birth control.Ā
āJust keep going, I wanna know what to look out for just in case.ā
āAlright, well, there can be severe allergic reactions of various types, it can cause glucose intolerance, eye irritation when wearing contact lenses, fucking jaundice apparently? And painful reddish skin nodules. And the super rare side effects are apparently liver tumors, lupus, inflammation of the optic nerve, blood clots your fucking eyes, large intestine and pancreas inflammation, gallbladder disease and gallstones, and a blood disease called that causes kidney failure. Good christ, I didnāt even know about some of these,ā you sighed, shaking your head as you balled up the sheet and threw it on the table next to you.
He looked up at you, tears brimming in his eyes, āBabyā¦ you deal with all thatā¦ just to let me nut in you?ā
The absolute devastation in his eyes normally would have made you melt, but his blunt phrasing forced you to bite your lip to keep from laughing in his face. How could you when he looked so genuinely distraught? You settled for a sympathetic nod.
He whined again pitifully, frown deepening. You saw an idea pass through him before you felt his hands start massaging your plush thighs, working his way up your leg softly, going under the hem of your dress before stopping when his hands met the fat of your ass. āLet me make it up to you baby, please?ā
You really couldnāt help but laugh now; leave it to your boyfriend to try and apologize with sex ā an apology for something he really had nothing to do with anyway. But who were you to deny him? You figured it would help get that sad expression off his face and knowing how pussy drunk he got, the whole conversation would likely be forgotten for the time-being.
āAlright,ā you sighed dramatically.
You werenāt expecting him to lift you off the floor, his hands not once leaving your skin as he made his way down the hall to your bedroom. Your laughter bounced off the walls as you went, limbs constricting around him in fear of being dropped.Ā
āMingi put me down, I can walk there on my own,ā you giggled as he kicked open your bedroom door.
He dropped you on the bed, pulling his shirt off before settling between your legs with a shrug, his cheek resting on your exposed thigh, āI mean, yeah you could walk, but why waste the effort when Iām right here. Besides, I know you, and you like to make me chase you. And I donāt have the patience for that today.ā
āDonāt have the patience? Are you that excited about getting in my pants, Mingi?ā you asked, sitting up on your elbows to look at him.
āOf course I am, have you seen you?ā he replied, looking almost offended at your question.Ā
No matter how much time you had spent with Mingi, you were always surprised at how genuine he was. There was never any question of what he wanted, or what he meant. He always told you exactly how he felt; especially when it came to his desire for you.
āCome here, baby,ā you pleaded, āI need to kiss you right now.ā
He scrambled forward to slot his lips over yours, allowing you to slink your arms around his wide shoulders, knees falling open to accommodate his narrow waist. His weight on you was comforting and warm ā it soothed all the parts of your brain that hadnāt stopped firing since the doctorās office. But it also stoked the flames of desire building in your gut.Ā
The slow grind of his already hard cock against you had you gripping his hair, pulling him off you to moan, the sound echoing off the vaulted ceiling of your bedroom made him chuckle.
āWhoās excited now, baby,ā he smirked down at you, raising an eyebrow.
āDonāt be smug, you know I want you just as much as you do,ā you panted, releasing your grip on his hair and falling backwards into the pillows with your eyes closed.
You felt his rumbling laugh before the pressure of his body disappeared off you, sitting back onto his knees between your spread legs. His fingertips ghosted over you; trailing over your throat, down your chest, and coming to a stop on your hips. āBaby,ā he questioned softly, making you hum in response, āCan I take your dress off?ā
You nodded, feeling his hands spread out across the tops of your thighs, digging into the dimpled flesh momentarily before flipping up the edge of the skirt, exposing the black, polka dotted mesh you were wearing underneath. āDo you like them?ā you asked.
āOf course I do,ā he sighed, hands spreading out across your hips, fingertips pushing into your love-handles before hooking under the material. āAre these new?ā He asked, snapping the nand against your skin. You hummed again in response, and then felt him tug on the fabric. You lifted your hips slightly before settling back onto the sheets. His hand caught the ditch of your knee, maneuvering your limb to get the soft underwear off you, before repeating the action with the other leg. āYouāre so pretty baby, my pretty baby.ā
The soft praise made your toes curl, a shuddered breath heaving out of you as your eyes fluttered open to look at him. The faded orange and yellow hair hung in his face, in front of his eyes, but that couldnāt hide his desire. He wasnāt looking at your face, his eyes were roaming over your exposed skin. The absolute need in his gaze gave you goosebumps.Ā
āMingi, baby,ā you whined, squirming on the sheets in desperation, āPlease.ā
He didnāt bother responding to you verbally, his hands collecting the fabric of your dress, slowly dragging it up your frame, eyes chasing the hem as he went. āArms up,ā he rasped. You complied, letting him pull the dress off your body and toss it off the side of the bed before his eyes connected with yours. āI am so fucking in love with you,ā he groaned, tipping forward, diving into space between your tits.Ā
The sudden shift and the feeling of his mouth on your skin had you gasping, back arching into him. He slipped one of his arms under your lower back, keeping you arched and on display for him as he worked his mouth across your chest and neck.Ā
āMingi, please, I need you,ā you whined, rolling your hips into his purposefully, nails dragging across his shoulders. He looked up at you through his eyelashes before detaching from your skin with a wet pop! The sight made heat flush across your skin and a wave of arousal to rocket through you. Mingiās full, plush lips were cherry red, and his eyes were wild.
āWhatever you need baby,ā he grinned, shifting his weight to one side before pulling your leg out from underneath him before repeating the action on the opposite side. Now eyelevel with your cunt. He made eye contact with you for a split second, obviously seeing whatever he needed in your gaze before disappearing into your folds.
The first touch of his tongue shot through you like lightning, zinging up your spine and ripping a breathless gasp out of you. āFuck, youāre so good to me baby,ā you sighed, watching as his eyebrows furrow as he settled himself further into the sheets. The sight of him between your legs was always something that turned your brain into mush. His shoulders wedged between your thighs folded you open almost obscenely, his fingers indented into the plush skin of your thigh, with his other sneaking up your torso to palm at your tits.
His tongue pushing into you made you gasp, eyes fluttering shut as you choked on air. āYouāre thinking too hard, just relax,ā he instructed, punctuating his sentence with a small nip to your thigh before diving back into your folds.
āDoes it count if Iām only thinking about you?ā you moaned, trying to relax into the sensations and pleasure Mingi was giving you.
āYes,ā he mumbled, remaining buried between your legs. āStop thinking.ā
You nodded, tangling your fingers into his shaggy hair. You werenāt sure if you could ever stop thinking about Mingi. He was on your mind 24/7. You wondered if he was safe and happy whenever he was away from you, and you were consumed with adoration for him when he was near you.Ā
But Mingi proved you wrong when his skilled tongue started strumming against your clit. You could no longer create a coherent thought ā all that existed was him, his mouth, and his hands on you.Ā
āShit, fuck, Mingi,ā you keened breathlessly. The hum vibrated through your bones, making your eyes roll back.
āThatās right, my love, say my name,ā he all but growled.
āMingi,ā you choked, feeling the pad of one of his fingers brush against your clit. Your hips hitched off the bed trying to chase the sensation. āMingi, please!ā
āSo sensitive, baby. My pretty baby,ā he cooed, making you whine. āI know, Iām being mean, Iām sorry. Lemme make it up to you.ā
You werenāt sure what he meant until you felt one of his long, knobby fingers breach your walls, a deep groan leaving both of you in sync. You knew you were both beyond words at that point ā your brain had been rendered useless by the man between your legs, and he was too focused, too fascinated by the view to make sense.Ā
He went slow, working the digit in deep and intentionally, finding the spongy bump on her inner walls ā chuckling breathlessly when your thighs tightened around his wrist, trapping his hand where it was. He simply bullied his shoulder between your knees, pushing them open and pinning one down to the bed.Ā
You werenāt sure what to expect next, but the simultaneous sensation of his lips wrapping around your clit and another finger sinking into you left you reeling. Your body was buzzing and you felt as if you were floating, desire and arousal firing through your nerves rapidly. You couldnāt formulate the words to warn him you were close, too focused on what he was doing, and before you knew it you were cumming with a silent scream. Your whole body locked up as you rode out the ebbing waves of pleasure.Ā
After a few moments, you deflated against the sheets, releasing the hold you had unintentionally put Mingi in.Ā
āGod youāre so fucking hot,ā Mingi whined, dropping his head onto your thigh, pressing a series of wet kisses into the soft skin, tongue darting out to run across a stretch mark. āI need you to sit on my face. Like right now.ā
Without warning, he flipped you both so he was laying on his back with you sitting on his chest. Your eyes widened as he smiled innocently up at you, hands already gliding up your back to try and convince you to do what he asked. āBaby, no.ā You argued, making him furrow his eyebrows in concern. āYou already fucked the bones out of my legs. Iāll give you head but Iām not sure I have the energy to keep myself from suffocating you if I sit on yourāā
The truly pained whimper coming from underneath you made you freeze as you looked down, seeing Mingiās pout and the genuine sadness in his eyes. āThatās not nice. You canāt say mean things about yourself like that. I donāt like it.ā
āHoney, I was jokingāā you sighed, but he cut you off again.
āNo, itās not a joke to me. We said no more negative self-talk, remember?ā He argued. You sighed, nodding ā he was right. You had both agreed there would be no self deprecating jokes, or casual remarks that skewed negative about yourselves or each other after you both discussed your previous bouts of depression and self-loathing.Ā
āYouāre right, Iām sorry, it just slipped out,ā you softened, brushing away the faded orange hair that was stuck to his forehead.Ā
He nodded, humming in acceptance before the corner of his mouth turned up, his hands running up the backs of your thighs again. āI know how you can make it up to me.ā You couldnāt help but roll your eyes as he worked his touches up to your ass, where they settled after a firm squeeze, āI mean youāre already here.ā
āI thought this was you making it up to me for having to take birth control and all the horrible side effects Iām facing.ā
āI mean, can it not be for both of us?ā
āIām not gonna last long,ā you warned him.
āDonāt care,ā he said bluntly, āYouāre fucking hot so Iām probably going to nut in record time anyway.ā
You stared at him for a second before bursting into laughter ā you couldnāt help it. You knew you were probably biased, but you thought Mingi was the most endearing person you had ever met. And despite being absolutely ridiculous ā the sentiment of his statement still made you shiver.Ā
āDo you want me toāā you began to ask but he cut you off with a groan.
āNo, no, fuck, donāt even talk about it or Iām gonna cum,ā he ground out through gritted teeth before releasing a deep breath. āAlright, come sit on my face, now.ā
The demand overrode any rational thought in your brain, causing you to rock forward, sitting on his face and grabbing the headboard.
He immediately went to work, sloppy and desperate. You couldnāt help but grind down into the feeling, chasing the rapidly building release. One of his hands gripped your waist, fingers flexing in the fat and divots as the other stroked his cock. You could feel his hips pitching off the bed every so often; the knowledge that you were the one making him so desperate drove you into a frenzy.Ā
You couldnāt think of anything other than the pleasure you were feeling. It was quicker than you expected ā your orgasm slammed into you like a train. Your vision went white, and your ears rang as you pitched yourself to the side, collapsing next to him. You vaguely registered hearing Mingi cum with a guttural groan of your name.
After a few moments, feeling came back to your limbs and the roar of your blood rushing in your ears subsided, and you opened your eyes to find Mingi hovering over you with a small smile.Ā
āYou okay, my love?ā He asked, cupping your cheek.Ā
The look in his eyes was pure love and adoration, and it made you positively soft for him. He was really criminally adorable.Ā
If he was anyone else, you were sure he could have been a manipulative bastard ā charming, funny, cute, and puppy dog eyes that made you fold instantly, and you knew so many people who would abuse that power. But this was Mingi, your Mingi. He would never intentionally hurt anyone; it simply never would have been a thought in his mind. And you loved him so much it made your bones ache. āI love you, you know that, right?ā
āOf course I know, baby,ā Mingi sighed happily, eyes closing with the force of his smile, āAnd I love you, more than anything. That's why Iāve decided something,ā he said, flopping back onto the bed.
āMmhmm, and what's that honey?ā You asked, closing your eyes as you laced your fingers with his at your side.Ā
āIf you want, Iāll get a vasectomy,ā he said brightly, making you sit up to stare at him in confusion. āThat way, we can have all the sex we want and not have to worry about kids! And you can stop taking birth control, if you want to. Two birds, one stone.ā
For a second you were convinced he had actually fucked your brain out as you tried to comprehend his words. You could not believe he was not only suggesting but willing to do something like that for you. āFuck, Mingi you canāt hit me with some shit like that after what we just did,ā you scoffed, willing the tears in your eyes to go away, before diving into his embrace, tucking your nose into the junction of his shoulder. āI still canāt feel my toes, babe, itās not the time to decide if youāre gonna get a vasectomy.ā
āJust think about it,ā he shrugged, curling around you, keeping you tucked into him. āBut Iād do anything for you. I mean it.ā
āI love you too,ā you whispered thickly, planting a chaste kiss on his neck.
He responded with a kiss to the top of your head, cradling your head in his hands. He was silent for a moment before asking, āWait did you really cum so hard your toes went numb?ā You giggled softly before nodding. āNice,ā he mumbled to himself.
āYouāre ridiculous,ā you sighed, pulling back to look at his face with an eye roll and a laugh.
āMaybe,ā he shrugged. āBut Iām yours. And youāre mine,ā he smirked, leaning forward and pressing his lips to yours.
[Masterlist]
Iām just gonna tag some of my moots who I think would enjoy this: @kiestrokes @eureka-its-zico @j-a-nuary @gimmethatagustd @bibbykins @skyys-universe @minisugakoobies @chimivx
āwow, I really looked like this for the whole nightā. she commented as she passed by their hotel room mirror. she breathed her tummy in to make it seem as though she wasnāt as fat as she looked. she wasnāt the biggest person ever but given, she definitely wasnāt skinny. she had a chubby tummy and hip dips that she wished she never had. she fluffs her coiled hair a little in hopes of regaining the slightest bit of confidence. her hair was something she took pride in. it had a ton of volume and was quite big and fluffy. she was thinking about all of the things she could do to fix her physique so maybe yeonjun would be happier in the marriage. running through her thoughts like a train was yeonjunās hands slipping their way around the circumference of her waist.
āyou looked what? absolutely beautiful?ā. he compliments, kissing her on the cheek. she blushed only a little, glaring at herself wishing she could see what yeonjun saw. she didnāt want to be the Debbie downer here but sometimes she felt like she didnāt deserve Yeonjun. she felt like he was way out of her league, him being way too handsome and her just looking completely average. he traces her eyes in the mirror and looks at her the way she was looking at herself. he slides his hands down the sides of her frame. āyou look perfect baby. you always look perfect to me. youāre my wife now after allā. she layers her hands on top of his. āyou donāt think Iām just off sometimes? like me and you donāt look like we belong together?ā. he shakes his head no and sits his chin down on her shoulder. āyouāre sexy. Iām sexy. we belong togetherā. he giggles a little, and his giggles always made her heart warm. he tilts his head to the side and kisses the underside of her jawline. āyouāre the most beautiful woman Iāve ever laid my eyes on. ever since the day I first met you I was determined to make you my wife one day. now look at us. youāre looking at yourself as if you donāt deserve me but youāre my dream come trueā.
her heart began to pound at his words and they made her cheeks heat up in flush. she pouted her lips a bit, turning her head to face him. āI love you junnieā. he smiles into another kiss with her, on her lips this time and not just a small peck either. a passionate heart fluttering kiss that made her weak at the knees, especially when he twisted her body a little so that now it was pressed against his. the both of them stood there, in the middle of their honeymoon suite, his hands at the small of her back and the movement of his lips never ending, kissing her like it would be his last time doing so. āyouāre... so... beautiful to me ... babyā. yeonjun spoke in between kisses while she backs into the bed, allowing his body to lean on top of hers.
her kisses her at the same rate as before not letting the surface they were kissing on phase him. he reached his hands down and delicately rubs her thighs, knowing they were something she was kind of insecure about. he never turned down a moment where he could make her feel good about herself. but she grew nervous with yeonjun in between her legs, tongue kissing her. she never went further than this and now that it was happening her heart was practically beating out of her chest. he sensed her anxiety growing and pulled back cupping her cheeks with his hand. āIām sorry baby. we donāt have to do this. we donāt have to do anything we can just kiss if you wantā. she shakes her head no, āno I want to junnie Iām just kind of nervousā. he kisses her cheek. āwe can wait another dayā. he whispers into the distance between their lips. she whines, āno really junnie I want to do this. weāre married I want toā give myself to youā. he rubs her cheek with his thumb and leans in for another kiss. this time he made it slowly and sappy, moving his lips lethargically against hers giving her freewill to do whatever she wanted with them.
she kisses back though, keenly. keeping up with his slow pace and adding a bit of her tongue in the process. she reaches a hand up to cup his cheek as well, feeling more comfortable now that they discussed the situation. she was afraid of just going into sex especially when she hasnāt done it before. their lips danced beautifully against each otherās, even with the slight pauses they made to remove each otherās clothes. she was quite nervous on what he would think seeing her in her purple lacey bra and panties set, one that she bought when she had a boost of confidence one random day. her heart thudded seeing the small smile on his face when he saw her body in it. he thought she looked stunning. the few small, black sporadic beauty marks that were on different parts of her beautifully brown skin was stunning to him as well. even if she didnāt think so herself. he attaches his lips to hers again, keeping his hands rubbing the inside and outside of her thighs refusing to go further up until she was comfortable.
she was more than comfortable though. she enjoyed the kissing and the closeness of their bodies but now she was just waiting for his fingers to reach her most sensitive parts. she subtly grinds her hips up against him, making yeonjun chuckle a little before pulling away. āyou know if you want me to touch you, you have to communicate. I donāt want to push my limitsā. she blushes at how close his gorgeous face was to hers. āwhy are you trying to embarrass meā. she laughs a bit. he smiles, āIām not. I just donāt want to touch you if you donāt want to do all of that. plus I think youād sound kind of hot telling me to touch youā. You laugh. āOh myā please Iām already blushing enough as it is. Iām giving you permissionā. yeonjun shakes his head no teasingly. āsay it, with your sexy ass. tell me to touch youā. She blushes uncontrollably at his words before trying to calm herself in order to prepare. She swallowed, glaring up into his eyes. ātouch meā. he grins a little and leans down to peck her lips. āsay it againā. She breathed shaky breaths at how husky his voice had gotten. she knew sex with jun would be magical. but she hadnāt thought it would make her heart stop like this. She swallowed once more. āt-touch meā. She stuttered, not knowing that it was just what he was looking for. he presses his lips onto hers again and walks his fingers along the span of her inner thighs and into her panties bypassing her folds just to touch the sensitive bud at the apex of her thighs.
she gasps into his mouth with her nerves doing somersaults, making her head spin at the bliss he was giving her. he plants kisses all over her face while her eyes half lidded to the ceiling. she was his baby and thatās exactly how he wanted her to feel. her tiny moans and mewls saturates the room and he thought they were the most precious sounds heās ever heard. he was sure to make his fingertips light and not too overbearing. but these were feelings she wasnāt used to, which is what made her anxious for more. ājunnie... i want...ā. she groans quite loudly. yeonjun continues kissing all over her face. āsay itā. he chants in a hushed tone. she squirms underneath him. āIām readyā. she whines. at the sound of her words he obliged, sliding her panties down her legs and prepares to enter her, caressing her face in the process.
and once he did the feeling was overwhelming and it made her lose almost all the breath she had. he gifts her the softest kisses on her lips swooning her into the magic of his eyes. āitās okay baby. Iām going to take care of you. I love youā
5 + 17 āmineā āsay it againā + ātell me how you want it.ā
Hansol x Female Reader
Word Count: 1179
Contents:Ā fingering, wanna be dom Hansol, oral, unprotected sex
smutty prompts game: closed
You were, in a word, forward. You knew what you wanted and you werenāt afraid to ask for it. And with Hansol as your boyfriend that was a good thing. He wasnāt always the most observant or perceptive. He paid attention when it came to important things and he always learned from his mistakes but at times he seemed oblivious to the messages you were trying to send.
Which was why you were dressed in new lingerie and had just straddled his lap.
āThis is a nice surprise,ā he grinned, running his hands along the silky fabric of the babydoll. āWait is today an anniversary of something?ā
You chuckled. āNo babe, I just got this the other day and I figured Iād show you,ā you said, playing with his hair and batting your eyelashes.
So it takes him some time to even realize he likes you
And then even more and a little while of acting weird later heāll actually ask you out
And you were his best friend so should he feel weird about wanting to have sex with you?
He did before but now heās just allowed to find you hot and want his hands on your ass, right?
Heāll be really awkward about bringing it up
He doesnāt really know how to say it
So in the middle of kissing you he just goes
āHey we should have sex.ā
āI meanā¦ if you want to have sex then we should have it I just think it would be fun and youāre really hot and youāre my girlfriend now so itās okay for me to want that, right?ā
Youāll assure him with a giggle that yes, itās very much okay that he wants to have sex with you
Heāll pull you onto his lap with a chuckle and kiss you deeply
Heās happy to stay right there on the couch, eventually helping you out of your pants and you out of his
Heāll let out a moan as you take him into your hand and start pumping him slowly
Heāll let his fingers slip between your legs, searching for you clit
His fingers would be clumsy but persistent, not settling until he gets you to moan into his kisses, knowing he found the right spot
Heāll tease your clit for a whine before slipping his fingers lower and easing one inside of you
Youāll both be rocking into the otherās hands and moaning into kisses as you work the other up more and more
Heāll end up stopping your hand as he presses as third finger into you, telling you that heās getting close
And youāll let him get three fingers moving in you easily before you tell him youāre ready for more
Youāll both scramble around to find a condom before settling back onto the couch
Heāll roll it on before grabbing your hips and helping you align yourself, before you sink down on him
Heāll capture you in kisses as you start to roll and grind your hips
You wonāt move too fast, mostly just enjoying the feeling and moaning into kisses
Heāll eventually let his fingers trail down your body and start rubbing your clit
Youāll moan out his name, moving faster and chasing your high until you start releasing around his cock
Youāll keep grinding down on him hard until he holds you still, cumming hard and groaning against your neck
As you come down youāll both just hold each other and agree that this feels nice, and you just want to stay in his lap for a little while
i present to you this mini drabble inspired by @hotgirlwonwoo and her post abt being watched by some of the members while joshua edges the reader (link is for my switches!!). i switched the trope around bc, after all, femdom blog, yada blah.
summary: you play with joshua while seungcheol, mingyu, jihoon, and hoshi watch.
warnings/contains: exhibitionism/voyeurism, sexual commentary, overstimulation, vagina-owning reader but i think i used gender-neutral pronouns? i can't remember, spitting, facesitting/cunnilingus, cum eating. slight possessiveness? (but in retrospect it's not even slight it's. pretty present?), me pushing the "svt is a bunch of subs" agenda, not proofread LOL, i don't. really like how i ended this but. whatever.
(title from need to know by doja cat!)
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some see joshua as this super laid back, humble guy. and they're correct.
something that people don't expect, though, from joshua, is his possession over you. it's not like he was jealous of the way you interacted with his members (it was a blessing that you got along with all of them), but he sometimes thought they pushed the boundaries.
never one to be mad at you for their actions, as you both lay in bed one day, he proposes that you put on a show for them.
you raise a brow at his proposition. "you've never been one for exhibition, joshua, why now?" you make sure that your tone exudes the fact that you're fine with the thought, but that you also were concerned that he was pushing his own limits.
"they always get flirty with you, and tease us about our relationship," he starts. "i want them to see that i'm yours. that's all."
you smirk. "i'll think about it." you trail off. "you just want me to make you cum in front of your members, huh?"
"a handful, i suppose," he smirks back. "i know the way they think about you."
that conversation leads to another about what exactly would happen if they were to watch a scene between the two of you. joshua mentioned that he'd take care of talking to his members, and that all you needed to do was show them how he belonged to you, and that he was the only one you would be with.
he's not entirely surprised that not all of them show up. and the few that do arrive at your apartment are generally more apprehensive, knowing that a look at the intimacy between you and joshua could create tension within the group that they didn't need, especially when they were doing so well with their comebacks.
"if you ever feel like leaving, you can," you tell them. "joshua, nor i, would be offended. you do what's best for yourself."
seungcheol, jihoon, and even hoshi visibly let out sighs of relief, as if the whole time they were holding back their breath. mingyu, on the other hand, didn't seem too nervous at all; if he was, he masked it with confidence.
"everyone ready?" you ask, looking around the room. "how about you, josh?"
he nods at you.
"words, sweetheart. you know the rules."
"i'm ready," he murmurs breathlessly. "tell me what you want me to do for you. or how you want me."
that sentence alone silences the room; while they were never ones to assume anything about people's relationships, they didn't expect joshua to fall into a submissive role so easily.
seungcheol swallows back his surprise, and almost lets out a moan at the way you gently caress joshua's face. he faintly hears you tell him to go to the bedroom and only notices that you've said something at all when he hears joshua reply with some affirmative phrase and hears the trekking of his feet down to your bedroom.
"he'll need a second to get ready, the way i want him." you say offhandedly. "surprised?" you tell the rest of the boys.
seungcheol and jihoon nod, almost absentmindedly. hoshi nods full force, fully present, his eyes marveling at you and your control, almost wishing you would do that for him instead. but what throws you off a little is mingyu, who has a smirk on his face and shakes his head no.
"not surprised that he's submissive, mingyu? how progressive of you," you tease. "or maybe its because you see a little bit of yourself in him, don't you? do you like the idea of submitting, or is it just to me?"
that's when you fully smile at the sight of mingyu's eyes widening and the drop of his smirk.
"gotcha," you start to walk towards the bedroom. "joshua didn't want to shareānot today, i suppose, but maybe anotherāso you'll have to live vicariously through him, unless you manage to convince him that you can be my toy, too. come with me."
the four boys trail behind you, eager to see the way you play with joshua.
you all find him on the bed against the pillows, his slacks still on, but his shirt completely off. you perch yourself in his lap, pulling him in for a kiss, moaning as you grind against his half hard cock. his hands find their place on his hips, and his lips chase yours when you pull away.
"lay back, sweetheart. and take the rest of your clothes off." you murmur. "be good."
joshua flushes a soft pink, but obeys. once he's in position, you loosely grasp his cock. it's enough for his head to tilt back as he lets out a moan of your name. you spit directly on his shaft, resulting in a moan again-this time, coming from hoshi.
both you and joshua turn in his direction.
"you like that, hoshi?" you ask him. "you can answer me, it's okay."
he nods, swallowing. "i...i want that. i want-" he cuts himself off, before he says that he wants you, "-i want to be used like that." he murmurs, almost in a shy way, contrasting his lewd moan.
"me too," you hear jihoon pipe up. he's a little bit more reserved, not openly palming himself like hoshi and mingyu, but he also seems more immersed in your scene, like seungcheol.
"you didn't tell me that they were that naughty, joshua," you tease. "did you know?"
he shakes his head no, but their desperation for you raised conflicting feelings in him. he'd love to see you dominate someone else, on one hand, but he also didn't want to share you.
"well," you continue stroking his cock with a tighter grip. "they won't get to feel me. i don't think they've groveled quite enough for me." you say offhandedly.
you increase your speed, wanting to see the extent of all of their masochism.
"don't cum," you warn joshua.
he will, though. you'll make sure of it.
your pace stays consistent, but you move to straddle his thighs, motioning for the four boys watching to come a little closer.
you begin to grind against joshua's thighāit's flexed and engaged purely because he always gets a little bit tense whenever you touch him, and that combined with the friction on your bottoms against your clit results in a deep, throaty moan from you. that's what gets a vocal reaction out of seungcheol and mingyu (a whine from seungcheol and a deep moan from mingyu, to be specific) leading you to believe that they prefer to see you gain pleasure than to receive it themselves.
something about that sends a flush through you, but it doesn't last long as joshua begins to speak.
"y/n, slow, please?" he whines. "i can't hold it if you-"
"control yourself," you warn. "i don't want to have to punish you in front of your friends, unless you're that much of a slut for my attention that you want to show them how i remind you of my rules."
whines fill the room as joshua cums all over your hand. you shake your cum-roped hand over his torso so that most of it falls against his abdomen, and the rest goes in his mouth as you shove your fingers in it.
"clean your filth off of me." you instruct. "filthy slut, you like choking on my fingers?" you tsk. "you'll choke on my cum next. though that's not much of a punishment for you, is it, slut?"
you hear zippers coming undone and soft moans filling the room, slowly turning into whines and whimpers.
you move to take off the rest of your clothes. mingyu and scoups come closer to the bed, as if you'd disappear if they didn't, while jihoon and hoshi have their hands in their pants with a light blush on their faces as they touch yourself merely to the view of you.
you were afraid of feeling a bit self conscious, especially since you'd be completely naked in front of four of joshua's bandmates, but the way that they look at you makes you feel confident. they look like they'd want to pleasure you, ravish you, worship you.
whenever joshua goes down on you, he usually is by the edge of the bed, but when he starts moving towards that same spot, you stop him.
"no, on your back, joshua."
he quirks a brow in confusion. "but i thought i was going down on you-oh," he murmurs, understanding.
"what? what's oh for?" mingyu pants breathlessly.
"y/n's going to sit on his face," seungcheol murmurs. "fuck, he's gonna have cum all over him."
"you'd think he'd understand, but maybe he doesn't think so well when he's that horny," hoshi teases. mingyu lets out a higher pitched whine.
you can't help but smile at their conversation, but you do desperately want to sit on joshua's face. his eyes always glaze over in the most beautiful way whenever you do.
he pants animalistically as he waits for you to sit on his face. something about being watched made him feral; only he was the one allowed to touch you and make him feel good, no one else. joshua made a plan to make all of them feel jealous that he was the only one who gives you pleasure.
you finally fully sit, his nose on your clit, his open mouth against your vulva. you groan as he immediately, and almost desperately, licks up and down your pussy. you let out a loud moan as he practically forces the rest of your weight onto his face, holding you onto his mouth by your thighs. your hands fly to the headboard.
"take it, that's fucking it," you murmur. "so fucking good, joshua, fuck." you exhale, your head tilting back slightly.
"ngh-shit," hoshi whimpers. "fuck, i want a taste..." his hand moves faster against his cock, at the same pace that you rock against joshua's face.
seungcheol has to lean against the wall at the sight of you on top of joshua. all he wanted was to see you in pleasure, really, and this was the most ideal thing for him to see. he couldn't help but imagine, if only for a moment, how you would look on his face.
jihoon's breath comes out in huffs, evident by the fast rise and fall of his shoulders and chest. "don't stop, joshua," he murmurs. "they're so pretty."
mingyu can't do anything but muffle his moans in the palm of his mouth. "wanna cum so bad, can i? y/n?"
the call of your name distracts you momentarily, and you look at mingyu, but not before looking at joshua, who's just as surprised as you are, if not more.
"one more time, sweetheart. tell me what you want." your head tilts back down, not having the ability to keep it up as joshua only moves his mouth more passionately and quickly up and down your pussy, from your clit to your entrance.
"please, y/n, let me cum, i need it so bad, you don't even-even know," he starts. "you looked too good on his face. i want you on me like that. fuck, just looking at you makes me so fucking hard."
the lack of composure in his words spurs you on.
"you four can cum altogether or you don't cum at all." you let your head fall against the headboard.
"fuck, make her cum, shua. need her to cum before i do." seungcheol's hand slows down until he hears joshua hum from between your legs.
"good boy," you murmur to seungcheol. "see what happens when you put me first?"
"fingers, josh, use your fingers," hoshi instructs. "so you can get the g-spot and the clit at the same time."
"that's selfish, hoshi. you just want me to cum faster so you can cum faster, huh?" you suddenly move yourself off of joshua's face, effectively edging the four of them. "c'mere." hoshi starts to move towards you. "no, not you. you." you point to seungcheol.
he walks toward you timidly, while jihoon and mingyu's eyes can only follow.
"you can come closer too, jihoon. you've been so good for me today."
joshua sits up to watch, intrigued (and a bit jealous) at the attention the other two are getting.
"i would have had mingyu come too, but the slut's already came and couldn't even try to be subtle about it."
sure enough, the wet patch in his underwear grows as mingyu whimpers out.
"tell me what you're thinking about, boys." you instruct.
"thought about the way you tasted. the way you'd look above me, the way...the way i need to ravish you." seungcheol looks intently at you, in no way dominating, but to let you know that he's fully serious. "i've thought about it, from time to time, but now that i've seen you..." he trails off.
"and you, jihoon?" you ask.
"i can't think of anything else, if i'm honest. i was too focused on you in the moment."
"you two can cum whenever you'd like, for your honesty, then. and maybe you can strike a deal with joshua. he'll learn how to share, won't you, sweetheart?"
you turn around to face him to find him tentatively nodding.
"on your knees, front of the bed, so that your friends can pretend that it's them in between my legs. go on."
joshua follows your instructions and holds your thighs down as he brings you to an orgasm. both jihoon and seungcheol cum with pretty moans, their heads tilting back as they fuck into their fists.
hoshi, however, stands flustered, still waiting for your instructions.
"hoshi?" you call, your eyes closed as you take a moment to recover. "are you ready to be good?"
"yes, i'm..i'm sorry. i just needed to see you cum so bad-"
"did i ask for an excuse?" you let faux disappointment seep into your voice. "i want to hear you beg for forgiveness, then you can cum once i think it's okay."
"i'm sorry for being selfish, y/n. please let me cum? i...i need you to say yes, i don't want to disappoint you. i need permission, will you let me?" he rambles on and on, his words slurring and you open your eyes to see tears in his own.
"just because you look too pretty to cry. and i haven't even touched you. go ahead, let go, hoshi."
he lets out a cry and a rushed parade of thank yous leave him.
"you all would look so pretty with tears running down your face," you comment offhandedly. "and i bet you all would be so much better now that you know what to expect for next time."
"if i'm feeling benevolent enough, you may even get a taste," joshua murmurs. "only if i'm not feeling so selfish."
joshua wraps a towel around his waist as he grabs things to clean you up with, as well as water for the both of you. when he leaves the room, the four of them come closer to you again.
"did you mean it, y/n?" jihoon pipes up. "do you really want us?"
you choose your words carefully. "if joshua's comfortable with it, i'd like to see what all four of you can handle."
I really wanna do cute and soft stuff with yuta like run my hands through his soft long hair while peppering him with soft kisses but I also pull his hair while I beg for him to cum inside me - š„
Yuta always complained about being tired. He groaned about it when his alarm went off and he had to leave bed. He complained halfway through the day when you met him for lunch and his eyes stared out of focus at the menu. He complained when he got home from a schedule or a late night practicing, turning down super or a special dessert, falling into bed and passing out as soon as his head hit the pillow.
You hated seeing him so overworked.
But also, you really hated being horny and m having a boyfriend who didnāt have the energy to do anything about that for you.
So when he arrives home earlier than expected one day, saying that one of the others had slipped and hurt his back at practice so they were all sent home early, he sits down on the sofa, drops his head against the sofa back, and his eyes flutter shut. You can tell heās not sleeping though.
āAre you okay?ā You ask, coming to stand in front of him. āYouāve not been entirely yourself lately. Always tired. Donāt think Iāve missed how youāre not eating like you should.ā You put your hands on your hips. āDo I need to call someone, march down there and shout at someone for you?ā
Yuta opens his eyes and smiles that beautiful smile of his that made you fall for him in the first place. He extends a hand to you, taking one hand from your hip, and he pulls you forward so you sit on his lap facing him. āNo, thatās okay. And Iāve been eating, just when I get home Iām too tired to eat. Itāll be better soon. Once we get a little break from it all.ā
You can hear the white lie, but you choose to ignore it. He knows as well as you do that theyāre not likely to get a real break any time soon.
āI just worry, Yuta.ā You put your hands on his cheeks so he has no choice but to look at you as you say, āI love you and I only want the best in the world for you.ā
āI know.ā He smiles, which looks silly as his cheeks squish between your hands. āAnd I love you too.ā
You move a hand up to push some of his hair back from where itās fallen in front of his face, and Yuta sighs like just that simple brush of your fingers through his hair had felt nice. So you do it again.
āItās been a while since Iāve seen you relax like this.ā You tell him now as you run your fingers through his hair. Yuta seems to melt back into the sofa, his face relaxed with a little smile. āItās been a while since weāve done anything at all like this.ā You mean that itās been weeks since you were close like this, touching each other for longer than a moment, in a situation thatās not just sleeping beside each other.
Yuta hums a little bit. āHavenāt has much free time lately. Iām sorry.ā
āDonāt apologize.ā You continue running your fingers soothingly through his hair, but you also lean in and peck him on the cheek, then you press another soft and light kiss to his lips. His hands shift on your hips, squeezing just a little bit as your soft kisses move down to his neck.
āFeels nice,ā Yuta sighs.
āYeah?ā You kiss down to where the top few buttons of his shirt are undone, exposing his chest. You roll your hips a bit in his lap, and youāre not surprised to find Yutaās already growing hard under you.
When you tug lightly on his hair, Yuta moans, a low beautiful sound you havenāt heard in so long. You kiss back up his throat, press a few more soft kisses to his jaw, to that sweet spot over his pulse that gets a sigh from him.
One of Yutaās hands suddenly leaves your hip and then comes up to cup your face, guiding your lips back to his.
You take your hands through his long hair, roll your hips against his growing erection, and then you tug on his hair, kiss the flavor of his moan from his tongue. You groan, āPlease, Yuta. I want to feel you, want you to cum inside me.ā
He kisses you with renewed passion, stands up, lifting you in his arms with an energy you didnāt know he possessed, especially with as tired as heās been recently, and he carries you quickly to bed.
When heās inside you, pressed against you, all hot skin against sweaty skin, his body rolling into yours, the pleasure bursting under your skin, you dig your fingers into his hair and pull. You moan for him and take his moans as your mouths clash together, and you whine and beg for him to cum inside you.
And he does cum inside you then. And later for round two. He licks and sucks you clean during round three only to make you messy all over again not too long later.
After itās all over and the afternoon has faded through evening and into the night, you hold Yuta close, his head on your chest while you stroke his hair and feel his breath over your skin, and his breath soon evens out as he falls into the first relaxed sleep heās had in a while.
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