Could you please write something involving any (or all if youre up for it) of the ateez boys and cockwarming?? Thank you ♡
A/N: I wanted to write all members but I have such low brain capacity and I don’t want to make you wait too long, so here’s Part 1 of 2! The other members I will promptly finish ;)
You mentioned it to him a while back and despite his unsure disposition, he agreed. A show played in the background as his head rested knelt into the back of your neck, his legs wrapped under and over yours. He thought of this as just an amplified cuddle session. Despite his rather calm display, you couldn’t help but feel restless.
Testing the boundaries of the situation, you felt no guilt in teasing him. Wooyoung had no intention of stopping you, but it was clear he was having a hard time staying composed. Then again you also weren’t making it very easy for him, clenching around him, carelessly circling your hips up against the base of his stomach.
“Can you—stay still” a breathy moan brushed over your shoulder, his hand gripping around yours.
He probably shouldn’t have said anything, his plea only made you want to push him further. Attempting to shift your hips away, sitting back down on his hips, a few stuttered words fell on deaf ears as your motions didn’t falter.
“Shhit Y/N” his voice shakey as he pulled himself out, releasing himself on the inside of your thighs.
Your head shot back, “d-did you just cum!” asking the obvious. Flipping the blanket off himself, his face hid in one of his hands.
“agh what did you expect, you weren’t exactly taking it easy on me” he called out, returning with a cloth to wipe his mess off of you.
“Well you weren’t stopping me, exactly” you retaliated.
He could only chuckle, pulling you into a kiss as you sat yourself up. You probably weren’t going to try that again, successfully at least...
The movie had only just started and you were already clinging to Seonghwa’s arm, your eyes glued to the screen. You weren’t one for thriller’s, but Seonghwa had managed to get you to crumble under his constant nagging.
A large blanket lay over the both of you, hiding the fact his hand rested upon your upper thigh. His hand had found its way to the button of your shorts, slipping it through the hole as the zipper came undone with it.
Your eyes shot up to look at him, his eyes were concentrated on the movie, not even glancing down at your movements.
His hand slid back down to your thigh, kneading it gently. Turning his head down to your, mouth to ear, he whispered,
“get on my lap” the movement of his hand from your thigh to his lap was visible through the blanket.
Unbeknownst to you, he hand managed his jeans off, the thin fabric of his boxers in against your thighs made a tingle run up your back.
“help me take these off” he grunted out, eyes still focused on the increasing suspense of the movie.
His hands slid over your hips and through the waist of your shorts, taking off your panties with them.
You laid your back into his chest, shifting yourself on his lap to make yourself comfortable.
“Are you done yet Y/N? Focus on the movie”
The movie played through, your hand clenched around his wrist as if it was going to make it any less scary.
It hadn’t been long before the small kisses along your shoulder started, leading themselves up to your neck.
You knew exactly what he was going to try to do, you only discussed it the night before. Before he had a moment to ask, your hand was down his boxers, grasped around his cock, shifting yourself so it teased at your entrance. He pushed himself in slowly till his bottomed out, you tried your best to avoid letting the sensations affect you.
Both of you had now focused back on the movie, his hands wrapped around your waist.
You weren’t the calmest person when it came to thriller movies, the suspense and jump scares caused you to clench around Seonghwa. This wasn’t going to be as easy as he thought it would be. Every time you tightened around, Seonghwa braced himself by hugging your waist. His hand gripped the side of the cushion beside him, head resting back on the couch.
It was only till a soft groan vibrating his chest, that you then realized what was going on beneath you. You couldn’t help but giggle, as you now intentionally started to tighten yourself around him.
a breathy groan left him, “Y/N I can’t do this” he chuckled but his face was tinted pink, embarrassed not being able to handle it.
“But I like it” you whined, subtly circling your hips.
His jaw visibly tightened and his hands clutched your hips in an attempt to hold you still.
“If you’re so eager, why don’t you do something” looking back at him with a taunting character.
Lifting you off him and shifting you so you face him, a sly smirk now across his face.
One hand running up your shoulder, the other lay firm on the small of your back, standing himself up as you wrapped your legs around his waist.
“I’ll show you just how eager I am then”
You flopped yourself on the cold blanket of your bed, your body sinking into it as you sighed out.
You looked into the bathroom, staring at his reflection on the mirror, Hongjoong washing his face in a larger shirt with grey sweats.
Flicking off the light, he bounced onto the bed, planting himself above you.
He approached you about cockwarming that morning, but you didn’t think he was serious about it, thinking he wouldn’t be up for it.
“Soooooo I was wondering...” dragging out his words, sporting a shy smile.
You yawned with your arms outstretched, nodding your head, he wasn’t shy about a lot but he struggled to pose the question.
“If you want to joongie” your hands ran up and over his shoulders that were still parallel to you, the warm gaze of your eyes eased the tension.
He lowered himself, laying into your chest, his face pressed into the crook of your neck, you giggled at his mushy composure.
You both had ended up under the light blanket, his arms wrapped from behind you.
Propping himself on his elbow, wearily asking you if you could do it now. He felt childish in asking you but he only wanted you to be comfortable and completely on board. He slid himself out of bed to grab the lube, laying himself in the still-warm spot behind you.
The dark great sweat pants gripped in is hand flew over the end of the bed, ridding you of your underwear to your knees.
He laid a few kisses from the back of your neck to your cheek, his hand running over the side of your stomach. Laying himself back beside you, spreading a generous amount of lube over himself and pumping himself semi-hard before lining up with you. A firm grasp placed on your hip as he slooowwwly pressed himself into you. His hand caressed up and down your thigh, attempting to keep you relaxed, but you think it was more to keep him distracted.
His other hand outstretched beneath you as you took his hand in yours.
You weren’t sure what to expect but he made you comforted and you were already tired, it only taking a few runs through your hair till you were dozing off.
One leg hooked over his shoulder, the other being pressed down by his had, gripping tightly as he pounded himself into you. A heated tingle forming in your stomach for the second time. Semi involuntary tightening around him, his hand slipping over your neck, his body leaning further over you than before. You were supposed to ask to come, but before you could get the question out, something snapped and you tightened your grip on the sheets beneath you.
Abruptly halting his motions, he sighed out and lifted himself off of you.
“you’re supposed to ask permission, remember princess?”
You knew you disobeyed, but you were more upset that your orgasm was slightly ruined.
“Sit up” he demanded, his voice had a slight edge making you obey his directions.
Laying himself where you had been, now beneath you, patting the front of his hips,
“Come sit princess” his voice no longer as harsh.
Swinging your leg across his lap, positioning yourself above his length, his hand guiding himself in. After adjusting yourself, your movements were halted by Yunho’s fingers wrapped over your hips with a chafed pressure. His palms were pressed up against your skin.
“If you were an obedient girl, you would get to move” his head cocking to the left.
Your expression was quick to change, a pout planted on your face.
Ignoring your plea for sympathy, he reached across the bedside table, gripping his phone as the light shone upon his face. A few minutes passing before you felt impatient, subtly grinding your hip back and forth.
His hand wrapped around your throat, pressing firmly,
“Don’t make your punishment any worse Y/N” his phone placed on his chest, ominous eyes focused on yours.
Nodding your head, his hand released and dragged down your chest, back to his phone. The time felt painfully long, but you decided to lay yourself against his chest, his arms locking over your back, one hand tickling over your spine.
You breathe now heavy, your body practically limp on his. Yunho placed his phone to his side, rolling to the side so you fell back onto your pillow. Slipping himself out of you, you mumbled a sound, half asleep. Leaving to grab a warm, dampened wash clothed, Yunho cleaned you, making sure not to wake you. The sheet and blanket were lifted over you, the coldness making you curl up.
“Good girl” he praised, laying a soft kiss on your cheek.
if you get this far, would san be soft and cuddly or the complete opposite in this situation?