averyfromzero

[averyfromzero]

Make You Mine: Collide–part II

pairing: kim mingyu x male reader summary: after leaving the club together, mingyu takes you to his hotel room, where you two will have the best sex of your lives! notes: smut, anal sex, oral sex, rimjob, kissing, safe sex, armpit worshipping, mentions of sweat and musk words: 3.4k part 1

You and Mingyu barely made it out of the elevator before he crashed his lips onto yours ardently, trying not to trip you over when he makes you walk backwards until your back hits his hotel room door. He sloppily fumbled his hands into all his pockets until he found the keycard and hurriedly pressed it against the lock until it clicked, pushing you inside and forcefully–but gently enough–pinning you against the door, slamming it shut behind you.

The kissing was erratic and sloppy. You could feel Mingyu’s spit being smeared over your lips and his hot, short breaths brushed your cheeks as you chased each other’s mouths. He pressed his body against yours so hard against the door that it made you moan in between kisses, drawing a breathy smirk out of him. Your hands wanted to explore his body so badly that you didn’t know where to start, touching every part of him your hands could reach from that position.

The sound of your sloppy and wet lips against each other–plus your uneven and hot breathing that came in short bursts–made for a sinful noise that quickly filled the room. Desperate for even closer touch, as if it was even possible, Mingyu started rolling his hips hard against yours, making you break the kiss into a gasp. You took a moment to enjoy the pressing of his crotch against you before returning your lips to where they belonged–pressed against his own lips.

For some minutes, you stayed constrained between Mingyu’s muscular body and the door, kissing each other’s lips, cheeks, necks and ears, as well as sucking on each other’s tongues for a hot while. It was almost animalistic how you two craved each other at that moment.

You felt Mingyu’s strong hands grasp your waist harder as he moved you away from the door and scrambled your way to his king size bed. “Wait, what about Seungcheol?” You asked in between kisses. “We got separate rooms, don’t worry.” His eyes never left your lips as he responded in a quick pace.

Mingyu softly pushed you to sit on the bed and smirked, making you feel even smaller looking up at him from that position. His hands held onto the hem of his tank top and he slowly removed it, revealing his toned, tan and perfectly carved torso. Your eyes traveled around every detail of that man’s exposed skin. His shoulders were broad, his pecs were plump, and his abs were defined just enough that you could see the ridges of his six-pack while keeping his meatier form. You couldn’t think of a more perfect shape.

You didn’t realize the sight before you was literally breathtaking until you felt the need to fill your lungs again. Taking a deep breath, you moved your hands to his body and you felt his warm skin against your digits. You took your time feeling him up, palms travelling from his abs to his chest, squeezing each of his pecs softly before going down his sides. You marveled at how warm and meaty his skin felt on your hands.

Mingyu leaned down and kissed you once more before taking the hem of your shirt and lifting it, exposing your own torso to him. “You’re beautiful” He breathed out, drinking up the sight of you for a moment before gently pushing you to lay back on the mattress. He used his strong arms to help you slide up closer to the headboard and climbed his way onto the bed, positioning himself on top of you.

He looked into your eyes for a few seconds before leaning down and taking your lips into his, keeping his lips deeply pressed against yours for a whole minute before moving. Somehow, he made you understand that he truly wanted you more than just your body. And you reciprocated the kiss in the same deep and passionate way, responding to him.

You made out for a few minutes in that position before Mingyu started moving his lips away from your mouth. He kissed your cheek, chin, neck and collarbone before he looked up at you. He maintained eye contact for a second as his hand started to feel you up and then he continued his way down your torso. You felt his wet lips mouth at your chest and stomach slowly and his hands drew circles on your sides before you hooked your fingers on the waistband of your pants.

Mingyu looked up at you once more as if he was checking to see if you were okay with him continuing before he pulled your pants and underwear down your legs in one single motion. Smoothly, he removed all your pieces of clothing–including shoes–leaving you naked on his bed.  

He stopped again to take in the sight of your bare skin and softly ran his hands from your feet all the way up to your face, paying attention to every detail of your naked body before catching your lips into a kiss once more. Mingyu ran his hand through your hair tenderly while you kissed for a minute.

Once your lips parted ways for the hundredth time that night you signaled for Mingyu to lay down and you kneeled in front of his frame, wasting no time before removing his shoes and pants. The view in front of you had to be the most gorgeous your eyes had ever registered.

Mingyu’s body proportions were insane. Not only was his torso perfect as you had already seen earlier, but his legs were also toned beautifully, his feet were big and manly, and his cock was massive and ravishing between his thick thighs.

Just like he had done to you, you took your time feeling him up and down–running your digits across his soles, touching each of his toes, feeling up his shin, knees and thighs, revisiting his amazingly sculptured torso, venerating his huge biceps and armpits, and intertwining your fingers onto his own before making your back down his figure. Mingyu watched patiently as you stopped your hands and eyes right at his crotch level, determined to take your time on memorizing every single detail of his member.

You wrapped your fingers around his cock and sighed at the girth–it was at least as thick as a Red Bull can. The length was perhaps even more impressive, your hand covering less than half of it. The tip was big, shiny and colored dusty pink, whereas the rest was colored brown–a few shades darker than Mingyu’s body. A thick vein ran down the underside of the shaft while other less prominent ones could be spotted around as well. While the tip was fully exposed, you still noticed Mingyu wasn’t circumcised when you gave his cock a slight stroke and saw his uncut skin slide up to cover the head. You were absolutely hypnotized by that member.

Your gaze shifted to the sizable and hairless balls right below Mingyu’s massive cock. You assumed they hung low normally when you noticed they weren’t tight against his dick even when aroused. With your free hand, you played with Mingyu’s testicles for a moment before you moved to feel the texture of his pubic hair. He wasn’t clean shaven, but the amount of hair in that area and how tidy it looked made you aware that Mingyu took care of his pubes and trimmed it at least sometimes.

You had no idea how much time you took looking into every detail of his cock but Mingyu didn’t seem to mind at all. His face told you he was enjoying that moment as much as you were. You gave his cock a few strokes and watched as a drop of precum oozed out of his tip. You licked your lips at the sight and slowly leaned in, sticking out your tongue and lapping up at the clear liquid, tasting Mingyu in your mouth. You proceeded to lick the tip of his engorged cock more thoroughly–drawing a moan out of the taller man–before wrapping your lips around it and sucking.

More precum leaked into your mouth as you kept sucking the tip of Mingyu’s dick. The warmth and wetness made him moan once more and his member twitched in between your lips. Releasing the tip from your mouth, you stuck out your tongue again and licked the shaft of his cock from top to bottom, tracing the thick vein until you reached his testicles. You decided to lick and mouth around his balls and that drew another sound from his lips, prompting you to keep giving his sack attention for another minute. Done there, you ran your tongue up his shaft again, licking all around it until every inch was wet with your saliva.

You took a few seconds to stroke Mingyu’s cock once again until you decided to lean back in and wrap your lips around him, this time taking more than just the head inside. You lowered slowly on his thick shaft and enveloped him into your wet mouth inch by inch, making sure you register each vein or bump you felt sliding against your lips. You welcomed as much of him into your mouth as you could but Mingyu’s cock was too big to take all the way on the first try, so you sucked on what you had managed to mouth while your right hand worked on what was left exposed.

You started slow–relishing on the taste of Mingyu’s cock–before you decided to pick up speed and suck him faster, making him mumble under his breath as he moaned and squirmed. Your mouth felt like velvet around his dick and the rhythm of your movements drew him closer to the edge minute by minute. He put his hand on your head and softly grasped your hair, letting you know he wanted you to continue. As you sucked him intensely, you had your left hand run around his body again, taking in the feeling of his toned skin under your touch.

Mingyu was enjoying your blowjob so much he was sure it was already the best he’s ever received. He felt himself getting close to an orgasm and almost let himself get pushed over the edge from how amazing he was feeling. But he didn’t want to finish just yet. He had other plans in mind. So he cupped your face and motioned for you to slow down before it was too late. “Wait, I don’t wanna cum yet.” Slowly, you halted your movements on his member, sliding your wet lips back up and giving his tip one last suck before letting go with a loud pop noise.

You crawled your way up so you were face to face with Mingyu again. You leaned in for a kiss and you two made out once again for a hot minute, before you decided to move your face elsewhere. You trailed kisses down his neck, moving closer and closer to his shoulder. Once there, you took Mingyu’s hand and lifted his arm up, exposing his musky armpit. Your mouth watered at it. It was slightly sweaty, and the growing hairs on the area told you it had been a couple days since he had last shaved. 

You leaned closer and pressed your nose against his armpit and inhaled. His scent was like an addicting cologne. You could smell the salt of his sweat and the strong musk that clung to his skin–warm, manly and dizzying. You took in every detail of Mingyu’s body odor that could be grasped in his armpit, sniffing every inch of his underarm before doing the same with the other one. As your nose worked on one side, your fingers explored the other, memorizing the texture of his sweaty skin and growing hairs.

Daring, you stuck out your tongue and dragged it up one of his armpits, tasting what your nose had already experienced–his manly musk and sweat. The feeling of his underarm hairs tickling your tongue as you tasted his salty skin made you moan loudly, leading Mingyu to close his eyes, lean his head back and let out a grunt of his own as your wet tongue ran up his musky skin. You kept worshipping his armpits for a few minutes before Mingyu was so riled up that he decided it was his turn to play with you.

Using his strong arms and hands, Mingyu manhandled you into an all-fours position, spreading your legs as further out as he could, pushing you to lay your chest and head on the sheets and making you arch your back so your ass was up and right in front of him. His hands found their way on each side of your ass cheeks and soon Mingyu decided to spread them apart, exposing your pretty pink hole to him. He licked his lips and squeezed your ass a few times before diving right in.

You squeezed the bedsheets and moaned when you felt his hot, wet tongue dart itself into you for the first time. Mingyu spread your cheeks even further out and hardened his grip on them–softly bruising the skin under his palm–as he pressed his face forcefully against your ass. You could feel the wetness and warmth of his tongue go as deep as it could and you couldn’t keep yourself from squirming your hips into him as if you could get any closer together.

Your moans came out uncontrollably the more Mingyu ate you out. He spent several minutes devouring your ass like a hungry beast before pulling out to take a breath. He massaged your cheeks and watched your hole wink at him, now all wet from his slobber. Mingyu leaned in once more, but this time chose to lap at your hole up and down with his hot tongue, closing his lips around your rim as if he's making out with it. After a few minutes, he moved to your cheeks, where he kissed and bit slightly.

Satisfied with tasting your entrance thoroughly, Mingyu gave your ass a final slap and straightened himself up again. He wrapped his fingers around his thick cock and touched your hole with his leaking tip, circling it before slapping his hard and heavy meat against your ass a few times, taking in the filthy view of your round, slobbered up ass and his fat cock. Your cheeks rested against the sheets the entire time as you watched the reflection in the tall closet mirror just beside the bed–perfectly showcasing Mingyu’s massive figure behind you.

You saw when he reached down to grab the wallet in the pocket of his pants that was thrown on the ground and pulled a condom out of it. Knowing he kept himself safe with a condom in his wallet made you feel somehow even more attracted to the taller man. Once he had put it on, Mingyu guided his member to your entrance and felt as his large tip prodded against your rim. Your hole winked at the touch and you winced a little once he started pushing it inside. Mingyu slowly managed to get the tip in, making both of you exhale loudly before he pushed in deeper. It felt tight for both of you, in the best way possible. Mingyu’s cock stretched you deliciously and the pressure of your hole on his thick shaft made him feel so good, drawing moans out of both your mouths.

After some minutes of slowly pushing and “you’re doing great, baby” being thrown around in sensual breaths, you felt Mingyu’s balls hit your ass–his entire massive cock was finally sitting inside of you. You had never felt so full in your life. The stretch was somewhat painful in the beginning but you got used to it faster than you anticipated.

You felt Mingyu start to move slowly, dragging his heavy meat out of your hole until it was just the large tip inside before he pushed back in with the same pace. He repeated that motion for some minutes, making you both moan out loud. After some time, you felt his hips pick up more speed until the sound of his skin against yours became loud, wet and sinful. You couldn’t control what left your mouth anymore, moans and grunts mixing into the shameful noise of hot sex that filled the room.

Mingyu fucked into you for minutes on end and you watched it all through the mirror, catching the way his head tilted back when he felt so good inside you, the way his skin started to glisten with sweat the faster he fucked you, and the way his grunts became hotter and more frequent.

After some time, Mingyu decided to change positions and motioned you to lay on your back so you could face him. You didn’t do any of the work, letting him take care of you as he positioned himself in between your legs and pushed his cock back inside of you. You hooked your arms around his sweaty shoulders and looked directly into his eyes as he pistoned into you. You watched his sweat run down his face and body and even drip onto you as he fucked you harder, turning you both into a moaning mess 

Mingyu caught your lips in his as he fucked you and made you whimper into his mouth as you felt his cock go deeper and deeper. You two made out hungrily for a long time and you felt like you were in a sensory overload with how much you were feeling all at once. His hot tongue in your mouth, his musk invading your nose and his dick stretching out your hole. It was a lot, but you couldn’t get enough of it.

You tightened your embrace around him and pulled him closer together, feeling his sweaty, hot skin against your own as you two kissed nonstop. His thrusts seemed to never lose any force and it felt like your body was growing addicted to the feeling of such a massive dick pounding into you.

As Mingyu got rough with his thrusts, your hands started to claw at his back, nails scratching his muscles the harder you felt him going in you. The deep, wet grunts that were spat into your ear made your mind go wild and soon you were mumbling “harder”, “faster”, “more” in between kisses without even noticing.

You both went on like that for a long time before getting close to the edge. Once he felt himself getting there, Mingyu’s thrusts became sloppy and harder, drawing you close to your own climax as well.

“I’m close” he moaned into your ear.

“Me too” you whispered.

Mingyu came with a roar, pounding forcefully into you as he milked his cock into his condom. You came right after, ropes of cum landing on your chest as you moaned. You felt his cock throb and pulsate inside of you as Mingyu kept cumming and cumming for a hot minute before finishing.

You two stayed in that position for a while as you regained your breath, bodies glistening with sweat and faces flushed red with all the adrenaline. Once he had pulled himself together enough, Mingyu leaned back and looked at you, memorizing every detail of your fucked out state. He gently brushed the damn hair out of your forehead and leaned in to give you a tender kiss that turned into a passionate and gentle make out session. You felt and sucked each other’s tongues softly and explored each other’s mouths for a few minutes until you broke off and smiled at each other sweetly.

“Can’t believe someone like you is single” Mingyu joked, kindhearted.

You laughed under your breath, timid, never breaking eye contact. “You could be my boyfriend for the night.”

Mingyu’s smile widened as he leaned in again to place a sweet, short kiss on your lips before looking you right in the eye again and responding, in a caring whisper. “I can be your boyfriend for the weekend.”

You both laughed warmly and hugged each other tight, giving each other a few pecks and enjoying each other’s presence for a few more minutes until you got up to clean yourselves finally.

Who would’ve thought going to that club tonight would lead you to the best sex of your life–and maybe even something more…

[averyfromzero]

Make You Mine: Collide–part II

pairing: kim mingyu x male reader summary: after leaving the club together, mingyu takes you to his hotel room, where you two will have the best sex of your lives! notes: smut, anal sex, oral sex, rimjob, kissing, safe sex, armpit worshipping, mentions of sweat and musk words: 3.4k part 1

You and Mingyu barely made it out of the elevator before he crashed his lips onto yours ardently, trying not to trip you over when he makes you walk backwards until your back hits his hotel room door. He sloppily fumbled his hands into all his pockets until he found the keycard and hurriedly pressed it against the lock until it clicked, pushing you inside and forcefully–but gently enough–pinning you against the door, slamming it shut behind you.

The kissing was erratic and sloppy. You could feel Mingyu’s spit being smeared over your lips and his hot, short breaths brushed your cheeks as you chased each other’s mouths. He pressed his body against yours so hard against the door that it made you moan in between kisses, drawing a breathy smirk out of him. Your hands wanted to explore his body so badly that you didn’t know where to start, touching every part of him your hands could reach from that position.

The sound of your sloppy and wet lips against each other–plus your uneven and hot breathing that came in short bursts–made for a sinful noise that quickly filled the room. Desperate for even closer touch, as if it was even possible, Mingyu started rolling his hips hard against yours, making you break the kiss into a gasp. You took a moment to enjoy the pressing of his crotch against you before returning your lips to where they belonged–pressed against his own lips.

For some minutes, you stayed constrained between Mingyu’s muscular body and the door, kissing each other’s lips, cheeks, necks and ears, as well as sucking on each other’s tongues for a hot while. It was almost animalistic how you two craved each other at that moment.

You felt Mingyu’s strong hands grasp your waist harder as he moved you away from the door and scrambled your way to his king size bed. “Wait, what about Seungcheol?” You asked in between kisses. “We got separate rooms, don’t worry.” His eyes never left your lips as he responded in a quick pace.

Mingyu softly pushed you to sit on the bed and smirked, making you feel even smaller looking up at him from that position. His hands held onto the hem of his tank top and he slowly removed it, revealing his toned, tan and perfectly carved torso. Your eyes traveled around every detail of that man’s exposed skin. His shoulders were broad, his pecs were plump, and his abs were defined just enough that you could see the ridges of his six-pack while keeping his meatier form. You couldn’t think of a more perfect shape.

You didn’t realize the sight before you was literally breathtaking until you felt the need to fill your lungs again. Taking a deep breath, you moved your hands to his body and you felt his warm skin against your digits. You took your time feeling him up, palms travelling from his abs to his chest, squeezing each of his pecs softly before going down his sides. You marveled at how warm and meaty his skin felt on your hands.

Mingyu leaned down and kissed you once more before taking the hem of your shirt and lifting it, exposing your own torso to him. “You’re beautiful” He breathed out, drinking up the sight of you for a moment before gently pushing you to lay back on the mattress. He used his strong arms to help you slide up closer to the headboard and climbed his way onto the bed, positioning himself on top of you.

He looked into your eyes for a few seconds before leaning down and taking your lips into his, keeping his lips deeply pressed against yours for a whole minute before moving. Somehow, he made you understand that he truly wanted you more than just your body. And you reciprocated the kiss in the same deep and passionate way, responding to him.

You made out for a few minutes in that position before Mingyu started moving his lips away from your mouth. He kissed your cheek, chin, neck and collarbone before he looked up at you. He maintained eye contact for a second as his hand started to feel you up and then he continued his way down your torso. You felt his wet lips mouth at your chest and stomach slowly and his hands drew circles on your sides before you hooked your fingers on the waistband of your pants.

Mingyu looked up at you once more as if he was checking to see if you were okay with him continuing before he pulled your pants and underwear down your legs in one single motion. Smoothly, he removed all your pieces of clothing–including shoes–leaving you naked on his bed.  

He stopped again to take in the sight of your bare skin and softly ran his hands from your feet all the way up to your face, paying attention to every detail of your naked body before catching your lips into a kiss once more. Mingyu ran his hand through your hair tenderly while you kissed for a minute.

Once your lips parted ways for the hundredth time that night you signaled for Mingyu to lay down and you kneeled in front of his frame, wasting no time before removing his shoes and pants. The view in front of you had to be the most gorgeous your eyes had ever registered.

Mingyu’s body proportions were insane. Not only was his torso perfect as you had already seen earlier, but his legs were also toned beautifully, his feet were big and manly, and his cock was massive and ravishing between his thick thighs.

Just like he had done to you, you took your time feeling him up and down–running your digits across his soles, touching each of his toes, feeling up his shin, knees and thighs, revisiting his amazingly sculptured torso, venerating his huge biceps and armpits, and intertwining your fingers onto his own before making your back down his figure. Mingyu watched patiently as you stopped your hands and eyes right at his crotch level, determined to take your time on memorizing every single detail of his member.

You wrapped your fingers around his cock and sighed at the girth–it was at least as thick as a Red Bull can. The length was perhaps even more impressive, your hand covering less than half of it. The tip was big, shiny and colored dusty pink, whereas the rest was colored brown–a few shades darker than Mingyu’s body. A thick vein ran down the underside of the shaft while other less prominent ones could be spotted around as well. While the tip was fully exposed, you still noticed Mingyu wasn’t circumcised when you gave his cock a slight stroke and saw his uncut skin slide up to cover the head. You were absolutely hypnotized by that member.

Your gaze shifted to the sizable and hairless balls right below Mingyu’s massive cock. You assumed they hung low normally when you noticed they weren’t tight against his dick even when aroused. With your free hand, you played with Mingyu’s testicles for a moment before you moved to feel the texture of his pubic hair. He wasn’t clean shaven, but the amount of hair in that area and how tidy it looked made you aware that Mingyu took care of his pubes and trimmed it at least sometimes.

You had no idea how much time you took looking into every detail of his cock but Mingyu didn’t seem to mind at all. His face told you he was enjoying that moment as much as you were. You gave his cock a few strokes and watched as a drop of precum oozed out of his tip. You licked your lips at the sight and slowly leaned in, sticking out your tongue and lapping up at the clear liquid, tasting Mingyu in your mouth. You proceeded to lick the tip of his engorged cock more thoroughly–drawing a moan out of the taller man–before wrapping your lips around it and sucking.

More precum leaked into your mouth as you kept sucking the tip of Mingyu’s dick. The warmth and wetness made him moan once more and his member twitched in between your lips. Releasing the tip from your mouth, you stuck out your tongue again and licked the shaft of his cock from top to bottom, tracing the thick vein until you reached his testicles. You decided to lick and mouth around his balls and that drew another sound from his lips, prompting you to keep giving his sack attention for another minute. Done there, you ran your tongue up his shaft again, licking all around it until every inch was wet with your saliva.

You took a few seconds to stroke Mingyu’s cock once again until you decided to lean back in and wrap your lips around him, this time taking more than just the head inside. You lowered slowly on his thick shaft and enveloped him into your wet mouth inch by inch, making sure you register each vein or bump you felt sliding against your lips. You welcomed as much of him into your mouth as you could but Mingyu’s cock was too big to take all the way on the first try, so you sucked on what you had managed to mouth while your right hand worked on what was left exposed.

You started slow–relishing on the taste of Mingyu’s cock–before you decided to pick up speed and suck him faster, making him mumble under his breath as he moaned and squirmed. Your mouth felt like velvet around his dick and the rhythm of your movements drew him closer to the edge minute by minute. He put his hand on your head and softly grasped your hair, letting you know he wanted you to continue. As you sucked him intensely, you had your left hand run around his body again, taking in the feeling of his toned skin under your touch.

Mingyu was enjoying your blowjob so much he was sure it was already the best he’s ever received. He felt himself getting close to an orgasm and almost let himself get pushed over the edge from how amazing he was feeling. But he didn’t want to finish just yet. He had other plans in mind. So he cupped your face and motioned for you to slow down before it was too late. “Wait, I don’t wanna cum yet.” Slowly, you halted your movements on his member, sliding your wet lips back up and giving his tip one last suck before letting go with a loud pop noise.

You crawled your way up so you were face to face with Mingyu again. You leaned in for a kiss and you two made out once again for a hot minute, before you decided to move your face elsewhere. You trailed kisses down his neck, moving closer and closer to his shoulder. Once there, you took Mingyu’s hand and lifted his arm up, exposing his musky armpit. Your mouth watered at it. It was slightly sweaty, and the growing hairs on the area told you it had been a couple days since he had last shaved. 

You leaned closer and pressed your nose against his armpit and inhaled. His scent was like an addicting cologne. You could smell the salt of his sweat and the strong musk that clung to his skin–warm, manly and dizzying. You took in every detail of Mingyu’s body odor that could be grasped in his armpit, sniffing every inch of his underarm before doing the same with the other one. As your nose worked on one side, your fingers explored the other, memorizing the texture of his sweaty skin and growing hairs.

Daring, you stuck out your tongue and dragged it up one of his armpits, tasting what your nose had already experienced–his manly musk and sweat. The feeling of his underarm hairs tickling your tongue as you tasted his salty skin made you moan loudly, leading Mingyu to close his eyes, lean his head back and let out a grunt of his own as your wet tongue ran up his musky skin. You kept worshipping his armpits for a few minutes before Mingyu was so riled up that he decided it was his turn to play with you.

Using his strong arms and hands, Mingyu manhandled you into an all-fours position, spreading your legs as further out as he could, pushing you to lay your chest and head on the sheets and making you arch your back so your ass was up and right in front of him. His hands found their way on each side of your ass cheeks and soon Mingyu decided to spread them apart, exposing your pretty pink hole to him. He licked his lips and squeezed your ass a few times before diving right in.

You squeezed the bedsheets and moaned when you felt his hot, wet tongue dart itself into you for the first time. Mingyu spread your cheeks even further out and hardened his grip on them–softly bruising the skin under his palm–as he pressed his face forcefully against your ass. You could feel the wetness and warmth of his tongue go as deep as it could and you couldn’t keep yourself from squirming your hips into him as if you could get any closer together.

Your moans came out uncontrollably the more Mingyu ate you out. He spent several minutes devouring your ass like a hungry beast before pulling out to take a breath. He massaged your cheeks and watched your hole wink at him, now all wet from his slobber. Mingyu leaned in once more, but this time chose to lap at your hole up and down with his hot tongue, closing his lips around your rim as if he's making out with it. After a few minutes, he moved to your cheeks, where he kissed and bit slightly.

Satisfied with tasting your entrance thoroughly, Mingyu gave your ass a final slap and straightened himself up again. He wrapped his fingers around his thick cock and touched your hole with his leaking tip, circling it before slapping his hard and heavy meat against your ass a few times, taking in the filthy view of your round, slobbered up ass and his fat cock. Your cheeks rested against the sheets the entire time as you watched the reflection in the tall closet mirror just beside the bed–perfectly showcasing Mingyu’s massive figure behind you.

You saw when he reached down to grab the wallet in the pocket of his pants that was thrown on the ground and pulled a condom out of it. Knowing he kept himself safe with a condom in his wallet made you feel somehow even more attracted to the taller man. Once he had put it on, Mingyu guided his member to your entrance and felt as his large tip prodded against your rim. Your hole winked at the touch and you winced a little once he started pushing it inside. Mingyu slowly managed to get the tip in, making both of you exhale loudly before he pushed in deeper. It felt tight for both of you, in the best way possible. Mingyu’s cock stretched you deliciously and the pressure of your hole on his thick shaft made him feel so good, drawing moans out of both your mouths.

After some minutes of slowly pushing and “you’re doing great, baby” being thrown around in sensual breaths, you felt Mingyu’s balls hit your ass–his entire massive cock was finally sitting inside of you. You had never felt so full in your life. The stretch was somewhat painful in the beginning but you got used to it faster than you anticipated.

You felt Mingyu start to move slowly, dragging his heavy meat out of your hole until it was just the large tip inside before he pushed back in with the same pace. He repeated that motion for some minutes, making you both moan out loud. After some time, you felt his hips pick up more speed until the sound of his skin against yours became loud, wet and sinful. You couldn’t control what left your mouth anymore, moans and grunts mixing into the shameful noise of hot sex that filled the room.

Mingyu fucked into you for minutes on end and you watched it all through the mirror, catching the way his head tilted back when he felt so good inside you, the way his skin started to glisten with sweat the faster he fucked you, and the way his grunts became hotter and more frequent.

After some time, Mingyu decided to change positions and motioned you to lay on your back so you could face him. You didn’t do any of the work, letting him take care of you as he positioned himself in between your legs and pushed his cock back inside of you. You hooked your arms around his sweaty shoulders and looked directly into his eyes as he pistoned into you. You watched his sweat run down his face and body and even drip onto you as he fucked you harder, turning you both into a moaning mess 

Mingyu caught your lips in his as he fucked you and made you whimper into his mouth as you felt his cock go deeper and deeper. You two made out hungrily for a long time and you felt like you were in a sensory overload with how much you were feeling all at once. His hot tongue in your mouth, his musk invading your nose and his dick stretching out your hole. It was a lot, but you couldn’t get enough of it.

You tightened your embrace around him and pulled him closer together, feeling his sweaty, hot skin against your own as you two kissed nonstop. His thrusts seemed to never lose any force and it felt like your body was growing addicted to the feeling of such a massive dick pounding into you.

As Mingyu got rough with his thrusts, your hands started to claw at his back, nails scratching his muscles the harder you felt him going in you. The deep, wet grunts that were spat into your ear made your mind go wild and soon you were mumbling “harder”, “faster”, “more” in between kisses without even noticing.

You both went on like that for a long time before getting close to the edge. Once he felt himself getting there, Mingyu’s thrusts became sloppy and harder, drawing you close to your own climax as well.

“I’m close” he moaned into your ear.

“Me too” you whispered.

Mingyu came with a roar, pounding forcefully into you as he milked his cock into his condom. You came right after, ropes of cum landing on your chest as you moaned. You felt his cock throb and pulsate inside of you as Mingyu kept cumming and cumming for a hot minute before finishing.

You two stayed in that position for a while as you regained your breath, bodies glistening with sweat and faces flushed red with all the adrenaline. Once he had pulled himself together enough, Mingyu leaned back and looked at you, memorizing every detail of your fucked out state. He gently brushed the damn hair out of your forehead and leaned in to give you a tender kiss that turned into a passionate and gentle make out session. You felt and sucked each other’s tongues softly and explored each other’s mouths for a few minutes until you broke off and smiled at each other sweetly.

“Can’t believe someone like you is single” Mingyu joked, kindhearted.

You laughed under your breath, timid, never breaking eye contact. “You could be my boyfriend for the night.”

Mingyu’s smile widened as he leaned in again to place a sweet, short kiss on your lips before looking you right in the eye again and responding, in a caring whisper. “I can be your boyfriend for the weekend.”

You both laughed warmly and hugged each other tight, giving each other a few pecks and enjoying each other’s presence for a few more minutes until you got up to clean yourselves finally.

Who would’ve thought going to that club tonight would lead you to the best sex of your life–and maybe even something more…

[averyfromzero]

Make You Mine–part I

pairing: kim mingyu x male reader summary: you and mingyu are acquaintances and coincidentally meet in a night club in berlin when you're both on tour in the country. there, you two finally do something about the ongoing crush you have on each other! notes: canon universe, clubbing, reader is also a singer, lots of kissing, not explicit quite yet (that's for part 2) words: 2.1k part 2 coming soon (smut!)

The music blasted loudly in the club as the blinding lights flickered blue and red above the people on the dance floor. You were bobbing your head to the beat on the indoor mezzanine as you watched someone climb up the small stage on the dance floor below and drunkenly dance against a pole.

Being a celebrity, you didn't get too many opportunities to go out clubbing freely, only when you were on tour some place where you’re not that huge of a celebrity or where people are simply more discreet. In this case, the people of this club in Berlin seemed not to mind the presence of a celebrity. Plus, the place’s no-phone policy helped. Anyhow, it's not like you were super into clubbing anyway, but it was nice being able to go out like a normal person sometimes.

Earlier that night you had arrived at the club with one of your friends – who were nowhere to be seen for more than thirty minutes, when they ditched you to flirt with some guy that was ogling them nonstop. They’re probably fucking somewhere, you thought.

Tired of watching people dance on the floor below, you turned around and walked to the back of the mezzanine, leaning against the wall as you pulled out your phone to try and contact your friend – even though you knew it was pointless.

You sent a text you knew wasn't gonna be answered until the next morning and then put the device back in your pocket, taking a sip of the drink in your hand as you scanned the area around you.

The mezzanine wasn't very full, most people were leaning against the rail up front and looking down at the dance floor while one couple was not-so-subtly eating each other's faces against the wall to your right. You felt it was pointless to stay there alone and almost moved to leave that place until you spotted a familiar face that made you stop on your tracks.

Kim Mingyu.

You hadn’t realized Seventeen was on tour in Germany as well, so seeing him there completely surprised you.

You and Mingyu weren’t exactly friends. You shared a friend in common, which was Vernon, but never really got to bond with each other. However, every time you’d attend the same events you’d notice some kind of tension between the two of you. Even if you were on different sides of a room, you’d still find yourself holding eye contact with him a few times throughout the night. You couldn’t deny the crush you had on him for a while now.

You scanned him up and down for a moment while taking a sip of your drink. Mingyu's skin glistened bronze even under those red and blue lights and he towered over the other people on the other side of the mezzanine as he talked to one of his friends, Seungcheol. His outfit was simple, just a gray tank top and jeans. He looked sinful. The fabric around his torso hugged his muscles beautifully, highlighting his large chest and exposing his broad shoulders. The way he smirked while watching the people dancing on the floor was so hot, and seeing him hold a can of ice cold beer up and chug on it exposing his manly neck made your knees even weaker.

It didn't take long for Mingyu to spot you staring right at him. He smirked smugly when he noticed. Every time you passed by him at those award shows wearing the most sinful outfits, he would eat you up with his eyes, even though your oblivious ass didn’t notice. More than once he caught himself biting his lip, forcing himself to stay put—when all he wanted was to get up and pin you against the wall.

Well, now there was no stopping him.

Mingyu winked and waved, leaning towards Seungcheol to whisper a quick "be right back" before making his way towards you.

He approached with a smirk, supporting his hand on the wall right next to your head as he leaned down to speak through the loud music. "Hey, didn't expect to see you here." Mingyu was no fool flexing his arm like that so close to your face.

You bit the straw between your teeth as you let your gaze linger on his biceps for a second too long before meeting his eyes. "Didn't expect to see you either, but here we are."

Mingyu's smirk grew at that, enjoying your flirty tone. He leaned in even further to talk directly into your ear. "And what's a pretty boy like you doing here all by himself, hm?" The sound of his manly voice sent chills down your body and your stomach flipped. But you had to keep yourself together.

"Well, it turns out I was abandoned here by my friend. Hadn't you seen me, I would've been on my way out," you tilted your head slightly, eyes travelling down Mingyu’s neck and chest shamelessly.

"Good thing I came in time, huh? I can finally get to chat with you alone," he said, putting his finger under your chin and raising your head to meet his eyes once again. Somehow, it was easy to keep eye contact with him. It felt like you were both already intimate despite never getting to bond before.

The two of you chatted for a few minutes, talking about everything and nothing as the air between your bodies grew thicker. The conversation never felt boring, with jokes being thrown here and there and flirtatious remarks coming out in every sentence. For a moment, you forgot you were in a club filled with other people.

You heard the music in the background getting louder and watched as Mingyu leaned in once again to speak up against your ear. You could feel the heat from his body as he placed his hands on each side of your hips, making you feel oddly secure.

Closer I get

You placed your own free hand on his shoulder and made sure to breathe into his ear before continuing with whatever topic you were discussing. You threw compliments at each other’s latest releases and Mingyu couldn’t help but let you know how attractive he thought you looked each time he saw you on stage. There was no awkwardness between you two.

Can you resist?

His eyes were full of luxury as you both got increasingly flirty and daring with your comments about each other’s looks. You felt his thumb draw circles softly on your skin as he held you by the hips and that’s when you realized you hadn’t even noticed he got himself under the fabric of your shirt.

It’s relentless

It’s why

The music only helped increase the tension between the two of you as he looked into your eyes intensely, stripping you naked in his mind. As if on cue, Mingyu crashed his lips on yours at the drop of the beat.

I, I, I wanna feel, feel, feel

Wanna taste, taste, taste

Wanna get you going

Careless, you dropped the can in your hand on the ground before placing your fingers on his nape, pulling him closer into the heated kiss.

I, I, I wanna lay, lay, lay

Wanna string, string, string

Wanna make you mine

You felt Mingyu inhale deeply into the kiss before moving one of his hands to your nape too, pressing his face into yours as close as he could. His wet tongue fought its way into your hot mouth and you couldn’t help but moan at it. You tasted him in your own tongue and the feeling of him inside your mouth sent you through the stars.

Mingyu’s hands couldn’t stay still after a while, soon they were running down your back to squeeze your ass and press your hips against his. You whimpered into his mouth when you felt his hardening bulge press up against you and suddenly you felt yourself desperate to tear all his clothes off right then and there.

Your hands started roaming as well, feeling up Mingyu’s toned arms and back muscles as you tried to remind yourself you were still in public. Not tearing apart Mingyu’s tank top right there was possibly one of the hardest tasks you’ve ever been challenged with.

Finally realizing you needed to take a breath after making out for so long, you two separated your heated mouths. “Wow,” Mingyu panted, hands on your hips keeping you in place. You smiled at him, also panting, with your arms around his neck.

It was only then that you realized the speakers were halfway through another song, meaning you had been kissing for at least a few minutes–while in your head it felt like mere seconds. You couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that it felt so natural–moreover intense and heated–as if you had been together for a while already.

Mingyu leaned in once again but, instead of connecting your lips again, he turned to whisper into your ear. “You have no idea for just how long I’ve been craving you.” He squeezed your hips slightly. You couldn’t help but smile once again. The chemistry between you two in that moment felt unreal. How could you feel so connected already?

Your response was to lean in and kiss him again. You made sure the kiss started slower than before this time, and Mingyu matched your pace perfectly. For a couple minutes you two stayed that way, taking turns slowly in tasting each other’s mouths with your tongues and nibbling each other’s lips here and there.

After a while, Mingyu broke the kiss again and started to trail kisses down your cheek and neck, where he stopped to smell and suck on softly. You moaned into his ear and feared you’d be too weak under his touch that you’d let him do anything right there. But Mingyu wasn’t crazy, of course, he worked on your neck for a few seconds and soon came back up to claim your mouth once more into another heated make out session.

You two seemed to never get enough of each other’s mouths. You sucked on his tongue once he inserted it in between your lips again and felt him moaning into your mouth. He did the same a few seconds later when your own tongue danced its way into his mouth. It truly felt like your lips belonged together with how well they fit against one another like puzzle pieces.

You two would pause for just a second to breathe before going right back in. The kissing became more erratic and intense as you felt Mingyu press his body against yours again, making sure you felt just how hard he was under his pants. You whimpered under him, letting your mind run wild with the amount of things you wish you could do to him right then but couldn’t.

For just a couple seconds, Mingyu broke off again and turned his head to look around, checking if there was anybody paying attention to you. You didn’t know what exactly he was looking for but didn’t have time to ask before he turned his head right back at you and wrapped his hand on one of your wrists. He placed your hand right on his crotch and made you squeeze it. Fuck, you mouthed under your breath. You felt his cock twitch under your palm and you couldn’t think of anything other than just how massive it seemed to be. It felt thick and long. Mingyu was hung as a fucking horse.

He looked at you with glazed eyes, yearning for you. His cock twitched again under the tight fabric of his jeans and soon you had your lips being ravished again by Mingyu’s hungry mouth. It seemed that the more you kissed, the more you needed each other. Neither of you could get enough of it.

Panting in between kisses, you two locked eyes again and smiled. “What do you say we take this to my hotel?” Mingyu asked, eyes showing a mixture of lust and passion. You shared the same glint in your eyes, wanting to touch and explore his whole body all night but also simply stay by his side and enjoy his presence. This wasn’t only physical.

“I say that’s a very good idea,” you responded, eyes locked with his as you two smiled.

Mingyu gave a sweet peck to your lips and moved away, giving you more space. You instantly missed the feeling of his body against yours. “Come with me,” he took your hand in his and guided you to the back exit of the club. The smile on your face just wouldn’t fade as you thought to yourself how that night would be the best you’d have in years.

to be continued!

[averyfromzero]

Make You Mine–part I

pairing: kim mingyu x male reader summary: you and mingyu are acquaintances and coincidentally meet in a night club in berlin when you're both on tour in the country. there, you two finally do something about the ongoing crush you have on each other! notes: canon universe, clubbing, reader is also a singer, lots of kissing, not explicit quite yet (that's for part 2) words: 2.1k part 2 "Collide" (NEW!)

The music blasted loudly in the club as the blinding lights flickered blue and red above the people on the dance floor. You were bobbing your head to the beat on the indoor mezzanine as you watched someone climb up the small stage on the dance floor below and drunkenly dance against a pole.

Being a celebrity, you didn't get too many opportunities to go out clubbing freely, only when you were on tour some place where you’re not that huge of a celebrity or where people are simply more discreet. In this case, the people of this club in Berlin seemed not to mind the presence of a celebrity. Plus, the place’s no-phone policy helped. Anyhow, it's not like you were super into clubbing anyway, but it was nice being able to go out like a normal person sometimes.

Earlier that night you had arrived at the club with one of your friends – who were nowhere to be seen for more than thirty minutes, when they ditched you to flirt with some guy that was ogling them nonstop. They’re probably fucking somewhere, you thought.

Tired of watching people dance on the floor below, you turned around and walked to the back of the mezzanine, leaning against the wall as you pulled out your phone to try and contact your friend – even though you knew it was pointless.

You sent a text you knew wasn't gonna be answered until the next morning and then put the device back in your pocket, taking a sip of the drink in your hand as you scanned the area around you.

The mezzanine wasn't very full, most people were leaning against the rail up front and looking down at the dance floor while one couple was not-so-subtly eating each other's faces against the wall to your right. You felt it was pointless to stay there alone and almost moved to leave that place until you spotted a familiar face that made you stop on your tracks.

Kim Mingyu.

You hadn’t realized Seventeen was on tour in Germany as well, so seeing him there completely surprised you.

You and Mingyu weren’t exactly friends. You shared a friend in common, which was Vernon, but never really got to bond with each other. However, every time you’d attend the same events you’d notice some kind of tension between the two of you. Even if you were on different sides of a room, you’d still find yourself holding eye contact with him a few times throughout the night. You couldn’t deny the crush you had on him for a while now.

You scanned him up and down for a moment while taking a sip of your drink. Mingyu's skin glistened bronze even under those red and blue lights and he towered over the other people on the other side of the mezzanine as he talked to one of his friends, Seungcheol. His outfit was simple, just a gray tank top and jeans. He looked sinful. The fabric around his torso hugged his muscles beautifully, highlighting his large chest and exposing his broad shoulders. The way he smirked while watching the people dancing on the floor was so hot, and seeing him hold a can of ice cold beer up and chug on it exposing his manly neck made your knees even weaker.

It didn't take long for Mingyu to spot you staring right at him. He smirked smugly when he noticed. Every time you passed by him at those award shows wearing the most sinful outfits, he would eat you up with his eyes, even though your oblivious ass didn’t notice. More than once he caught himself biting his lip, forcing himself to stay put—when all he wanted was to get up and pin you against the wall.

Well, now there was no stopping him.

Mingyu winked and waved, leaning towards Seungcheol to whisper a quick "be right back" before making his way towards you.

He approached with a smirk, supporting his hand on the wall right next to your head as he leaned down to speak through the loud music. "Hey, didn't expect to see you here." Mingyu was no fool flexing his arm like that so close to your face.

You bit the straw between your teeth as you let your gaze linger on his biceps for a second too long before meeting his eyes. "Didn't expect to see you either, but here we are."

Mingyu's smirk grew at that, enjoying your flirty tone. He leaned in even further to talk directly into your ear. "And what's a pretty boy like you doing here all by himself, hm?" The sound of his manly voice sent chills down your body and your stomach flipped. But you had to keep yourself together.

"Well, it turns out I was abandoned here by my friend. Hadn't you seen me, I would've been on my way out," you tilted your head slightly, eyes travelling down Mingyu’s neck and chest shamelessly.

"Good thing I came in time, huh? I can finally get to chat with you alone," he said, putting his finger under your chin and raising your head to meet his eyes once again. Somehow, it was easy to keep eye contact with him. It felt like you were both already intimate despite never getting to bond before.

The two of you chatted for a few minutes, talking about everything and nothing as the air between your bodies grew thicker. The conversation never felt boring, with jokes being thrown here and there and flirtatious remarks coming out in every sentence. For a moment, you forgot you were in a club filled with other people.

You heard the music in the background getting louder and watched as Mingyu leaned in once again to speak up against your ear. You could feel the heat from his body as he placed his hands on each side of your hips, making you feel oddly secure.

Closer I get

You placed your own free hand on his shoulder and made sure to breathe into his ear before continuing with whatever topic you were discussing. You threw compliments at each other’s latest releases and Mingyu couldn’t help but let you know how attractive he thought you looked each time he saw you on stage. There was no awkwardness between you two.

Can you resist?

His eyes were full of luxury as you both got increasingly flirty and daring with your comments about each other’s looks. You felt his thumb draw circles softly on your skin as he held you by the hips and that’s when you realized you hadn’t even noticed he got himself under the fabric of your shirt.

It’s relentless

It’s why

The music only helped increase the tension between the two of you as he looked into your eyes intensely, stripping you naked in his mind. As if on cue, Mingyu crashed his lips on yours at the drop of the beat.

I, I, I wanna feel, feel, feel

Wanna taste, taste, taste

Wanna get you going

Careless, you dropped the can in your hand on the ground before placing your fingers on his nape, pulling him closer into the heated kiss.

I, I, I wanna lay, lay, lay

Wanna string, string, string

Wanna make you mine

You felt Mingyu inhale deeply into the kiss before moving one of his hands to your nape too, pressing his face into yours as close as he could. His wet tongue fought its way into your hot mouth and you couldn’t help but moan at it. You tasted him in your own tongue and the feeling of him inside your mouth sent you through the stars.

Mingyu’s hands couldn’t stay still after a while, soon they were running down your back to squeeze your ass and press your hips against his. You whimpered into his mouth when you felt his hardening bulge press up against you and suddenly you felt yourself desperate to tear all his clothes off right then and there.

Your hands started roaming as well, feeling up Mingyu’s toned arms and back muscles as you tried to remind yourself you were still in public. Not tearing apart Mingyu’s tank top right there was possibly one of the hardest tasks you’ve ever been challenged with.

Finally realizing you needed to take a breath after making out for so long, you two separated your heated mouths. “Wow,” Mingyu panted, hands on your hips keeping you in place. You smiled at him, also panting, with your arms around his neck.

It was only then that you realized the speakers were halfway through another song, meaning you had been kissing for at least a few minutes–while in your head it felt like mere seconds. You couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that it felt so natural–moreover intense and heated–as if you had been together for a while already.

Mingyu leaned in once again but, instead of connecting your lips again, he turned to whisper into your ear. “You have no idea for just how long I’ve been craving you.” He squeezed your hips slightly. You couldn’t help but smile once again. The chemistry between you two in that moment felt unreal. How could you feel so connected already?

Your response was to lean in and kiss him again. You made sure the kiss started slower than before this time, and Mingyu matched your pace perfectly. For a couple minutes you two stayed that way, taking turns slowly in tasting each other’s mouths with your tongues and nibbling each other’s lips here and there.

After a while, Mingyu broke the kiss again and started to trail kisses down your cheek and neck, where he stopped to smell and suck on softly. You moaned into his ear and feared you’d be too weak under his touch that you’d let him do anything right there. But Mingyu wasn’t crazy, of course, he worked on your neck for a few seconds and soon came back up to claim your mouth once more into another heated make out session.

You two seemed to never get enough of each other’s mouths. You sucked on his tongue once he inserted it in between your lips again and felt him moaning into your mouth. He did the same a few seconds later when your own tongue danced its way into his mouth. It truly felt like your lips belonged together with how well they fit against one another like puzzle pieces.

You two would pause for just a second to breathe before going right back in. The kissing became more erratic and intense as you felt Mingyu press his body against yours again, making sure you felt just how hard he was under his pants. You whimpered under him, letting your mind run wild with the amount of things you wish you could do to him right then but couldn’t.

For just a couple seconds, Mingyu broke off again and turned his head to look around, checking if there was anybody paying attention to you. You didn’t know what exactly he was looking for but didn’t have time to ask before he turned his head right back at you and wrapped his hand on one of your wrists. He placed your hand right on his crotch and made you squeeze it. Fuck, you mouthed under your breath. You felt his cock twitch under your palm and you couldn’t think of anything other than just how massive it seemed to be. It felt thick and long. Mingyu was hung as a fucking horse.

He looked at you with glazed eyes, yearning for you. His cock twitched again under the tight fabric of his jeans and soon you had your lips being ravished again by Mingyu’s hungry mouth. It seemed that the more you kissed, the more you needed each other. Neither of you could get enough of it.

Panting in between kisses, you two locked eyes again and smiled. “What do you say we take this to my hotel?” Mingyu asked, eyes showing a mixture of lust and passion. You shared the same glint in your eyes, wanting to touch and explore his whole body all night but also simply stay by his side and enjoy his presence. This wasn’t only physical.

“I say that’s a very good idea,” you responded, eyes locked with his as you two smiled.

Mingyu gave a sweet peck to your lips and moved away, giving you more space. You instantly missed the feeling of his body against yours. “Come with me,” he took your hand in his and guided you to the back exit of the club. The smile on your face just wouldn’t fade as you thought to yourself how that night would be the best you’d have in years.

to be continued!

[averyfromzero]

♡ pairing: office worker!mingyu x officer worker!reader ♡ genre: smut, fluff at the end, enemies to lovers typa shit ♡ word count: 3.5k ♡ warnings: semi-public hate sex (they have sex in a gym trainers office), cocky mingyu, multiple orgasms including oral (f. receiving), enemies to lovers, reader gives mingyu a half hearted handjob, reader x mingyu are work rivals to the max, mention of alcohol near the end ♡ a/n: thank you to @gotta-winwin, @lovetaroandtaemin, @mylovesstuffs, @supi-wupi and @gyubakeries for beta reading this for me! I'm very excited for you guys to read this based off the feedback I've already received <3

You've hated Kim Mingyu since the first month you joined the company.

Not because he’s rude; he’s not, exactly. It’s also not because he’s bad at his job; he’s ridiculously good at it. It’s the smirking, the way he’s always one step ahead, the overconfidence. It’s how he fills a room with his voice, presence, and his stupidly perfect tailored suits. It’s how every department head nods in agreement when he talks, and how he always has to have the last word in meetings, no matter what it’s about.

It’s the fact that when he looks at you, you’re not sure if he’s trying to win, or trying to undress you with his eyes. Probably both if you’re honest; a man his age will do anything nowadays to get laid.

This morning’s budget review is no different. You sit at the far end of the conference table, flanked by spreadsheets and your steadily cooling coffee. Mingyu sits diagonally across from you, his legs spread in that stupid fashion like he owns the floor beneath them, one hand lazily tapping a black pen against his lip. His eyes flick to you as your manager speaks, and his gaze lingers.

Your spine straightens.

He says something, a counterpoint to your ideal suggestion, and wickedly smiles like he’s daring you to challenge him. So you do, calmly and sharply. And then he does it again. And so it goes: the back and forth, the razor-thin line between argument and foreplay. No one else in the room seems to notice it, or maybe they’re just used to it by now.

When the meeting ends, you stand quickly, gathering your things and hoping to not interact with that handsome asshole again today.

“You have big weekend plans?” Mingyu drawls as he steps beside you at the door, voice low and private.

You don’t look at him, and your voice comes out sharp like a knife. “Yes. My main plan is to avoid smug narcissists.”

He laughs, deep and easy, as if he knows you were getting annoyed with his mere presence. “So I’ll see you at the gym, then?”

You halt in your tracks.

The company gym is a glass-walled, high-end escape on the 15th floor of the building. It’s rarely used, except by staff members who like the idea of working out more than the effort itself. You know Mingyu’s in there at least three times a week; how else would he have such a toned body otherwise? You only know this because you avoid those days like they’re on fire.

Your gaze finally meets his. His smile widens at the flicker of surprise you fail to hide.

“I didn’t know you went,” he says, eyes raking subtly over your outfit. “Though I’ve imagined it on more than one occasion.”

You inhale slowly, your body burning with annoyance. “Your imagination should be filed as a workplace hazard.”

Mingyu tilts his head, almost feigning innocence. Almost. “And yet, I keep getting promoted.”

You roll your eyes and walk away before your pulse, or the heat flushing your cheeks, gives anything away.

The elevator is blessedly empty when you step in after lunch, your ratty gym bag slung lazily over your shoulder. You picked today to head to the 15th floor on purpose; it was a Friday, which usually means that the office starts clearing out early so everyone can start their weekend, and it also means that you can work off the meeting rage without the risk of running into him.

But when the doors slide open on 15, you stop in your tracks immediately.

He’s already there. What the fuck is he doing here?

Tank top. Black shorts that are bordering on slightly too short. His tan skin flushed from the treadmill. He has a grey towel slung around his neck, drenched in sweat, and his damp hair is pushed back just enough so that you can see his forehead. He’s refilling his water bottle when he sees you, and he does a double-take that’s just a little too satisfied.

You step onto the floor with the same grace you’d use walking into a pitch meeting.

“Pure coincidence,” you say, not even trying to pretend it’s a question.

Mingyu grins, turning fully towards you. “You’re wearing sneakers. That’s a new look for you. What are you doing here?”

“I like hitting things when I’m annoyed.”

He chuckles, voice dipping into something that curls around your spine. “Luckily for me, I can take a hit.”

You don’t respond to him, and instead, you just march toward the free weights and drop your bag beside the bench, a loud thud echoing through the tense air.

It’s fine. He’ll just finish off his water and leave you alone to get through your workout. You’ll outlast him. He has the attention span of a golden retriever with a hefty bonus.

But he doesn’t leave.

He lingers and stretches, often letting his gaze linger on your form. He grabs a kettlebell and starts a circuit on the mat behind you, but he doesn't seem to be too interested in actually completing his circuit. You can feel him watching every time you adjust your grip or arch your back during your reps.

Petty defiance kicks in hard.

You bend over just a little slower than you normally do when picking up your weights. You hold your plank longer than you need to, your skin slick with sweat and rage, your tank top clinging just so. And you don’t look at him.

Until you do.

And he’s already looking right back at you.

Except he’s not smirking now, it’s something heavier than that. He looks controlled and focused, almost as if he’s debating the consequences of breaking something you’ve both carefully pretended not to want.

You drop your weights and stand up abruptly, your breath coming out a little too fast.

“I need a spot,” you say before you can stop yourself.

His brows lift, a gentle smirk playing on the edge of his lips. “Are you sure?”

You turn to the bench and nod towards him. “If you’re going to stare, you might as well make yourself useful.”

Mingyu crosses the space in two strides. His hands brush against your waist as you lie back on the bench, and the touch sparks like a live wire that spirals down your stomach. He positions himself above you, arms on either side of the barbell.

“Let me know when,” he says, voice low and making your legs feel like jelly.

You grip the bar intensely and try to regain your focus. You could easily lift this weight alone; you’ve done it a hundred times. But with him above you, watching, breathing so close you can occasionally feel the warmth of his breath fan across your forehead, your muscles feel traitorous.

You push your arms upward, where he follows your motion with practised ease, but his eyes never leave your face.

“You’re doing great,” he murmurs. “Are you always this intense when you do your reps?”

“Only when someone’s in my way.”

His grin is slow and hungry as he stores that information in his mind. “Is that what I am?”

You rack the bar with a hard clank and sit up quickly, your heart pounding.

“You’re… something,” you say, standing and brushing past him, as if he were a ghost.

Mingyu’s hand brushes your lower back as you pass. He doesn’t apologise, and he doesn’t pretend it was accidental.

Neither do you.

The gym locker room is much quieter than it should be, given the time of day.

You splash some cool water on your face, letting it drip down your flushed skin as your pulse tries to settle. The encounter on the weights bench left you wound up tighter than your sports bra. The sheer amount of heat in Mingyu’s voice, the pressure of his hands near your waist, the look—that look—as if peeling your clothes off would be as natural as helping you rack weights.

You don’t want to want him. That’s the worst part.

But you do.

You take your time drying yourself off, hoping that if you wait long enough, he’ll be gone when you step out. He’s not.

He’s standing at the mirror just outside the locker hallway, still shirtless, with his towel now slung over one shoulder, typing something into his phone. When he sees you, he locks the screen and straightens, eyes raking over your clean skin and damp hair with open appreciation.

“You disappear every time we spar,” he says, leaning casually on the edge of the counter.

You walk past him toward the exit. “And yet, you always look disappointed when I do.”

He follows you with keen interest, curious to know where this confrontation is going.

“Maybe I just like the chase.”

You stop and turn to face him, your face completely unreadable.

“Do you always flirt with people you argue with?”

Mingyu steps into your space, looming over your figure, and he’s close enough that the air between you seems to sizzle. “Only the ones who argue back.”

Your breath catches in your throat. His hand brushes purposefully over your wrist, fingers warm and steady. He’s not touching you intimately, not yet. But it feels like he is, and it feels like he’s about to.

And when he speaks again, it’s right in your ear.

“You think I haven’t noticed?” he murmurs. “The way you watch me. You glare like you want to ruin me.”

You swallow, your cheeks warming up despite cooling them down only moments prior. There wasn't backing out of this at all. “Maybe I do.”

Mingyu’s smile turns wicked.

“Then do it.”

He steps back. The challenge is crystal clear.

You don’t think. You grab his towel and yank him toward you with it.

His mouth crashes into yours like it’s been waiting, on the edge of yearning, for permission. It’s not soft or sweet. It’s hot, and it’s messy. His hands dive into your hair, your jaw, your back. Your own hands are all over him, his shoulders, abs, the line of his hip where his shorts hang low. You bite his lip, just enough to make him groan into your mouth.

“Fuck,” he breathes, pulling back an inch, forehead pressed to yours. “Have you waited this long to kiss me?”

“You deserved the suspense,” you say, and he laughs, low and dark.

He walks you backward into the glass wall of the gym, hands on your hips, pressing you there, letting you feel what this tension has done to both of you. You gasp and feel his cool hands slide under the hem of your shirt, calloused fingers skimming your stomach.

“Tell me to stop,” he says, voice rough.

You look him dead in the eye, challenging him yet again to see if he will back down.

“No.”

That’s all he needs before he drops to his knees.

You don’t recognize the sound that leaves your throat when Mingyu’s mouth meets your skin. It’s raw, unfiltered and very unlike you in every single way. What the hell is this man doing to you?

You’re still standing, your toned back pressed against cool glass, legs slightly parted, and your muscles trembling violently from both the workout and what he’s doing now. He’s on his knees in front of you like it’s where he belongs, palms firm on your thighs, pushing them apart slowly, deliberately, with a reverence that borders on worship.

“You should see yourself right now,” he murmurs against your hip bone, his lips tickling against your skin. “All that fight within you…gone. Just…this.”

His fingers skim tenderly up the sides of your legs, slow and somewhat possessive, leaving goosebumps in their wake. You’re dizzy with the sensations, clutching haphazardly at the back of his neck, your breathing becoming shallow and uneven.

“Shut up,” you manage, your voice wrecked and weak.

He grins against your skin, then bites gently. He bites just enough to make you gasp and press your hips toward him out of instinct.

He doesn’t back away.

Instead, he hooks his fingers into the waistband of your leggings and looks up at you, pupils blown wide.

“Last chance.”

Your answer is breathless, “Mingyu.”

That’s all the confirmation he needs from you, and his pulse quickens seeing how desperate you are for him now.

He slides the fabric of your shorts down until they’re pooling at your feet, slow and devastating, leaving kisses in his wake; soft ones to begin, almost as if he’s testing the waters. As he progresses, they get hotter, messier and open-mouthed ones trailing along your inner thigh that make your knees buckle. His arm wraps behind one of them, anchoring you against the glass as you tremble under his skilful touch.

And then his mouth is on you just where you want him, it’s hot, skilled, and deliberate. He’s not gentle, and he sure as hell is not patient. Mingyu is taking what he wants, and has wanted, for a very long time. He sucks on your sensitive skin like he knows exactly what you need, like he’s memorized every twitch, every gasp that drops from your lips, and he won’t stop until you forget your name.

You tangle your fingers into his tousled hair, trying so hard to stay quiet, but ultimately failing when his tongue circles in just the right way, and his grip tightens to hold you steady.

“Mingyu!”

He groans into you at the sound, and the vibration nearly ends you. You grind down against his mouth, chasing that joyous wave of your orgasm. He lets you. He wants you to. Mingyu doesn’t stop moving his mouth until you’re utterly falling apart; your hips jerking, thighs shaking uncontrollably, and your body coming undone around his mouth with a moan that sounds like surrender.

Only when you’re gasping for air does he finally stand.

His mouth glistens with your juices, a stark contrast to his eyes, dark with pride and hunger. You pull him into you by the waistband of his shorts, and this time it’s you who kisses first, open, messy, and so, so desperate.

You taste yourself on his tongue, and it only makes you need him more. You need this man more than you need oxygen. Your hands slide into his shorts and wriggle their way down, your fingers wrapping around his hard erection, and he growls into your mouth, hips bucking against your palm.

“Not here,” he says, voice barely human.

You blink, dazed. “Then where?”

He glances toward the staff door near the back of the gym. “Trainer’s office. Lock. Mirror.”

You don’t wait.

The office is dim and exactly what you’d expect from a trainer's office, the evening sun slanting through crooked blinds, paired with the heat rolling off your bodies like steam. He locks the door, pushes you against it, and kisses you like a man who’s wanted this longer than he’ll ever admit.

“Take it off,” he says, tugging at your tank. You do.

He pauses, just long enough to look. His greedy gaze has your pulse pounding against your skin, almost threatening to break through the flesh.

“God fucking damn,” he breathes, hands framing your waist. “You’re... unreal.”

You don’t give him time to be poetic.

You reach for his shorts, shove them down, and he’s still stupidly hard, his cock thick and flushed and perfect. His breath stutters when you wrap your hand around him again, thumb brushing the tip where precum had begun to gather.

“So, do you still want to argue?” you whisper.

He grins, teeth flashing, the light glinting off them nicely. “Later.”

He lifts you effortlessly; his large, strong hands gripping against your thighs, your back against the door, bodies flush. You wrap your legs around him, almost instinctively, nails dragging down his back as he lines himself up with your entrance.

He pauses, just a beat. It almost seemed as if he was hesitant, but the lust eventually took over and held that dark look in his eyes yet again.

“Still good?”

You kiss him hard enough to take his breath away, a moan escaping him as you slide your tongue over his bottom lip. “Do it.”

When he sinks into you, bit by delicious bit, everything else around the two of you disappears.

The stretch is intense, slow, and unbearable in the best way possible. With every inch he presses in, you feel tears prickling at your eyes, overwhelmed with pressure. He finally presses in all the way, his forehead falling weakly to your shoulder, groaning low like he’s holding back everything at once.

“You’re so—fuck,” he pants. “So tight. So wet.”

Your answer is a whimper and a roll of your hips.

He thrusts once. Deep and precise.

You gasp.

Again. And again.

His rhythm builds up steadily, verging on punishing, but is perfect in every way. Every stroke hits something electric. The sound of skin on skin, the heavy breathing, the thud of the door behind you as he pounds you into oblivion; it’s all heat and friction and pressure.

Your hands continue to claw at his back, his hair, his jaw. He takes it and loves it. He’s everywhere—inside you, against you, in your head, your mouth. He kisses you like he owns you and fucks you like he wants to break you in half.

And you let him.

You come again with his name on your lips, your whole body trembling around him. That’s what finally undoes him—your voice, your grip, the way you clutch at him like he’s oxygen.

He groans your name weakly, his hips jerking sporadically, before burying himself deep one last time as he spills hot loads of his cum inside you, holding you through it, forehead to forehead, breath tangled with yours.

You’re still being held up against the door five minutes later, sweat cooling on your sticky bodies, lips swollen, and your body sore in the best way.

Mingyu pulls back just enough to look at you, his expression now unreadable.

“What now?” you murmur.

He runs a hand through his hair, grinning slowly.

“Well,” he says, “we still have that budget review next week.”

You groan as he kisses your shoulder, chuckling at you.

“And you still hate me.”

You shake your head. “Only when your mouth isn’t on me.”

Mingyu laughs. “Then I guess I'd better fix that.”

And he does.

Three weeks later, you’ve stopped pretending it was a one-time thing.

You still argue constantly. In meetings, emails, and even in the elevator. But now, instead of ending in a fist fight, it ends with a smirk and a brush of his fingers over any exposed skin. With his plush lips ghosting over your ear and whispered threats that have nothing to do with HR violations and everything to do with what he’s going to do to you later.

You’re not dating. Not officially.

You just… gravitate toward each other a little more than you used to.

Your gym sessions begin to sync up. Your lunches linger longer, especially when he buys you coffee. His hand purposefully finds the small of your back like it’s instinct. And last Thursday, he picked you up after work with your favourite takeout already waiting for you in the passenger seat.

“I was in the area,” he’d said, his eyes too warm to be casual.

Tonight, you’re in his apartment. Again.

Your legs are tangled in his under a shared blanket, a corny movie long-forgotten on the big screen. His hand traces absent-minded circles on your bare thigh as you nurse a glass of wine and try not to think too hard about how natural it all feels.

“You’re quiet,” he says, glancing over at you, eyes flickering with something you can't quite recognise.

You shrug, eyes not meeting his. “Just tired.”

Mingyu studies you for a beat. “You overthink like it’s a second job.”

You nudge his leg with yours playfully, a snort leaving your throat. “I have a second job. It’s called editing your terrible proposals.”

He snorts back. “You want to know why I let you rewrite my work?”

You raise a brow. “Because you’re a petty control freak with something to prove?”

“No.” He sets his glass down. “Because I knew it would piss you off. And I liked the way you looked at me when you were mad.”

You blink, surprise covering your features. “That’s pathological.”

“Maybe.” He leans closer. “But now I get to see what you look like when you’re not mad.”

You roll your eyes. “Disgusting.”

But your mouth is already tilting into a smile.

Mingyu kisses it.

Softly. No hunger, no fire. Just quiet pressure, like he’s letting the kiss ask a question neither of you has dared to voice yet.

When he pulls back, your forehead rests against his.

“I don’t hate you,” you whisper.

He hums. “I know.”

“You’re still annoying.”

“So are you.”

“But I think I…” You pause. “I think this thing we’re doing is... real.”

His hand curls around your cheek, thumb brushing your jaw.

“Yeah, I think it is.”

You breathe him in. “And next week’s strategy meeting?”

“Oh,” he says, smirking, “I’m going to destroy your presentation.”

You laugh, full-bodied and unguarded.

“I’ll make you pay for it,” you promise.

Mingyu kisses you again, deeper this time. “Can’t wait.”

And just like that, you surrender fully, finally, not because he won, but because maybe you both did.

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my dads are back 😭❤️

My ChanSoo 🥹🤍

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Mhm you know the one ☀️🦂

(Based on the Heatawave model ref art trend on Twitter!)

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i love them 😭❤️

Cherry Blossom

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It’s so sweet knowing that you love me

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lmaooo they're all so on point

This came to me in a vision while walking my dog.

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i LOVE the idea of San having a surprisingly and incredibly THICK cock, like, just suuuuper thick, not something we'd expect from his slimmer proportions. and it's not even that big lengthwise, but the thickness is off the charts, just THICK THICK THICK unbelievably THICK

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that san video.... AVERY 😩😩😩

OH I KNOWWWWWW 😩😩😩😩

My account turning into a straight-up PORN ACCOUNT for a second there I'm so sorry but it was NEEDED ✊

That man is DANGEROUS

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DAMN🥵

Caught ; Mingyu and S.Coups

M/N and Mingyu like to sneak and go around to have fun together, but once they get caught by the leader.

Warnings : 14th member reader, oral (Mingyu and S.Coups receiving), Shower sex, getting caught having sex, threesome, Sub!reader, Dom!Mingyu, Dom!S.coups, Mingyu using names such as my love and slut, handjob, Scoups using the name nickname baby, MINORS DNI!

Genre : Smut

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M/N was walking towards the practice room. He was gonna go there alone because he needed to practice the new choreography for their comeback. M/N opened the door and when he did, he could have sworn that his jaw hit the floor. He saw Mingyu in the practice room too, wearing no shirt. He froze in place and almost dropped his phone that he was previously scrolling through. Mingyu acknowledged M/N's presence and smirked "Good evening. Didn't expect to see you here" Mingyu said, but M/N knew exactly that Mingyu knew about M/N coming here today.

"Don't play dumb, you came here because you knew I would." M/N said and tried not to glance at Mingyu's body that was glistening with sweat, perfectly sculpted and perfectly toned. Mingyu saw the blush on M/N's face and decided to tease him a bit further

"You catch up quite quickly, my love" Mingyu said with a devilish smirk. That nickname always stirred something inside him. He put down his stuff and smiled "Wanna practice together then?" M/n asked, trying to ignore the obvious bulge growing in Mingyu's pants. It's nothing new for M/N, Mingyu always gets hard just thinking of being alone with him. Mingyu smiled "I think you and I both know damn well we're not gonna be practicing here." Mingyu said in a matter of fact voice and M/N rolled his eyes.

Mingyu was correct and both of them knew it. That's why Mingyu was sitting on a chair next to the mirror, looking down at M/N who was sucking him off. Mingyu has always loved oral, especially receiving. He looked down at M/N with hooded eyes as his hand gripped the back of his head slowly, making him take more in his mouth. M/N responded with a small moan and continued to suck and lick. M/N has done this before to Mingyu, and Mingyu loves every second of every time they do it. M/N kept sucking him off until he felt Mingyu pull his head back and finish on his face.

M/N opened his mouth to taste as much as he could of it. Mingyu smirked at the outcome. He loved coming on M/N's face. It's a way to remind M/N who he belongs to. Mingyu smiled and leaned down to kiss M/N on his lips, tasting himself on it "You did amazing. As always" Mingyu praised and M/N stood up after "I need to go wash my face, and then actually practice" M/N said and Mingyu pouted "Fineee" He whined and M/N chuckled before heading to the bathroom.

It has been two days since the practice room event. M/N was laying on his bed, reading a book peacefully, when Dino entered his room "Hyung? Can you play a video game with me? Wonwoo was playing on his own and Seungkwan rejected me" Dino complained and M/N smiled, finding Dino's behavior adorable. "Sure, I'll play with you. But I have to shower first. I've been in bed all day and I smell awful" M/N admitted and Dino decided to joke about it "You always smell awful" Dino said jokingly and M/N scoffed "You little-" He cut himself off before he could say anything "I'll go set up a game in the living room, you can go take a shower. But be quick" Dino said and M/N stood up "yeah yeah. I won't take long" M/n said and took a pair of clean pants and a t-shirt and headed for the shower. He was about to close the door before a hand stopped it from closing. Mingyu slid into the washroom and then closed the door and locked it. "I'm gonna pretend I'm not offended" Mingyu said and M/N raised and eyebrow.

"About what exactly?" He asked and put down the clean clothes. "That you were going to shower. Without me!" Mingyu said over dramatically and M/n chuckled, finding it amusing "I need to be quick. I promised I'd play with Dino" M/N said and began to remove his jewelry "Why not play with me first?" Mingyu said, his voice dropping to a low and husky tone. "I need to be quick" M/N said and Mingyu wrapped his arms around his waist, squeezing lightly "Well aren't we usually pretty fast?" Mingyu asked and M/N blushed "i guess. But seriously, we need to be fast" M/N said and Mingyu smirked.

They both soon removed their clothes and got under the warm water. Mingyu didn't waste time beginning to touch M/N. He slid his big hands down M/N's back and onto his ass, giving it a slight squeeze. M/N blushed as he tried to wash his hair "You seriously need help. How can you be this horny all the time?" M/N questioned and Mingyu only smirked "I can't control myself around you. You're too irresistible." Mingyu said and flipped M/N over against the wall. M/N obeyed and he arched his back a bit, giving Mingyu access to enter him when he wanted. Mingyu ran his big hand along the curve of M/N's ass before going in between, inserting a finger inside him "A-Ah Mingyu.. we don't have a lot of time" M/N whispered and Mingyu inserted another of his long digits inside M/N's hole "I'll be as fast as possible, but I don't want to hurt you"

M/N nodded and tried to relax against Mingyu so it would be easier for him to enter. He took a deep breath and his hands balled into fists as he anticipated for what's to come. Mingyu then pulled his fingers out after a while of stretching him and adjusted his position so his dick was lined up with M/N's hole. Then he pushed the tip in, and slowly more, then more, using the water and his own precum as lube. M/N bit his bottom lip to not make too much sound, so the rest of the members wouldn't hear them. Mingyu took a firm grip of M/N's waist and began to move slowly in and out, making sure to not hurt him, but also making him feel pleasure. M/N let out a breathy moan, feeling the burning stretch as Mingyu's dick slid in and out of him.

M/N hummed, signaling Mingyu to go faster, and so he did. Mingyu quickened his pace, now moving at a rhythmic pace, hitting all the right spots that make M/N feel the most pleasure. After some time, there was a knock on the door. "Hyung? When are you coming? I've waited for a long time" Dino said from the other side of the door, and M/N's eyes widened as he realized that it has been a bit too long, and that Dino is not one to be patient. M/N cleared his throat and tried to get Mingyu to pause, but Mingyu showed no signs of stopping now. M/N breathed out shakily and tried not to moan as he tried to answer Dino "I just h-have to wash my... mhh~ hair" M/N said, muffling a moan in between his sentences. "Are you okay? You sound out of breath" Dino said, sounding a bit worried "Yes! I'm fine! I'm just a bit... tired... and i yawned... mh~" M/N said and covered his mouth as Mingyu quickened his pace. "Okay. I'll be waiting downstairs then. Don't take too long anymore" And with that, Dino's footsteps went further and further. M/N sighed out of relief and then moaned a bit louder as Mingyu hit a right spot again "You're a jerk" M/N said as he closed his eyes in ecstasy "You know you enjoyed that. The thrill of almost getting caught" Mingyu said and smirked.

A few weeks passed and during that time, one of the members started to get suspicious about M/N and Mingyu. S.Coups had noticed that the two disappear quite usually. He had his suspicions about what the two of them might be doing together every time they vanish, but he never really fully knew what. S.Coups is currently sitting in the living room when he hears a bed creaking sound from upstairs. He first didn't pay any mind to it, but when it kept on going on and on, he had to check it out. The only members home right now are him, Mingyu, M/N, Joshua, Hoshi, Woozi and Wonwoo. The rest are out doing their thing since they don't have anything on schedule right now. S.Coups slowly made his way up the stairs. He heard the bed creak from the end of the hallway, where Mingyu's and Woozi's room were.

He knew for a fact that the sound couldn't possibly come from Woozi's room, so he walked over to Mingyu's room and swung the door open. What he saw was exactly... well not exactly but quite close to what he anticipated. He saw M/N on all fours on the bed, being held in that position by Mingyu, who was thrusting into M/N, keeping a hand at the back of his neck to keep M/N steady. When Mingyu acknowledged S.Coups' presence, he stopped for a moment. "Hyung!" Mingyu exclaimed and M/N was pulled out of the land of pure bliss, straight back to earth. "huh?" M/N moaned and saw S.Coups at the door, leaning against the door frame, with his arms crossed, a smirk on his face and a visible growing bulge in his pants "no, no. Go on. Don't let me interrupt" S.Coups said and Mingyu smirked "Uh-huh? Does the leader want to join, hmm?" Mingyu asked with a teasing smirk and S.Coups closed the door as he entered.

"I've thought about what you two were up to always. Seems like my suspicions were true." S.Coups said and sat down on the chair. Mingyu then looked back at M/N, who was a mess under him, and continued to thrust into him, now a bit slower. "Oh? have you thought about me and M/N having sex?" Mingyu asked and went a bit faster, making M/N whine and moaning under him "You make me sound like a creep. But i'm not gonna deny that" Scoups said and smiled as he pulled off his pants, releasing his hardened dick and beginning to jerk off to the scene in front of him. Mingyu continued to fuck into M/N, making him moan louder. "Cheol?" Mingyu said and Scoups hummed "You want to shut him up?" Mingyu asked and Scoups smirked, getting up from the chair and climbing onto the bed in front of M/N. "It depends. Is he good at being shut up?" Scoups asked and Mingyu smiled "The best."

With that, Scoups lifted M/N's chin and pushed the tip of his dick inside his mouth. M/N obeyed instantly, and began to suck. "You like that? Having both of your holes filled at the same time, our little slut." Mingyu said with a husky tone and Scoups began to thrust into M/N's mouth, matching Mingyu's rhythm. Scoups smirked and grabbed the back of M/N's head, making him take his dick fully in his mouth. M/N gagged, but soon adjusted to the feeling and took him fully. "He's so good at this" Scoups praised and Mingyu smiled "I've trained him well." Mingyu added and then pulled out. "Position switch." Mingyu said and Scoups pulled away too.

Mingyu flipped M/N over on his back and adjusted his position so that he could enter his hole again "i want to see your face, my little slut" Mingyu said and M/N moaned, looking into Mingyu's eyes. "How about this, you have to beg for Seungcheol to let you cum, okay? You are not allowed to cum before Cheol tells you to" Mingyu said and M/N was too fucked up to form a coherent sentence, or even a word. Mingyu was hitting all the perfect spots that made M/N's toes curl and back arch. Scoups smirked and took a hold of M/N's hand and guided it to jerk Scoups. M/N was a moaning and whimpering mess under Mingyu, and he looked up at Scoups "Mhh~ please.. l-let me cum~" M/N begged as he kept jerking Scoups. "Cheol-hyung~ let me cum please... i'm so- ah~ close" M/N moaned and his back arched again as Mingyu hit that same spot over and over again. "You're such a good boy." Scoups praised and he was getting closer to the edge too. Scoups glanced at Mingyu who was also close, then he pulled M/N's hand off of his dick and jerked himself off, and soon came all over M/N's face. He moaned and soon Mingyu released too. "cum for us, baby~" Scoups whispered and M/N arched his back as he came hard. Mingyu was panting heavily, and so was M/N. Scoups watched the two of them as he came down from his high as well. "you're so amazing, my love" Mingyu praised M/N, who was still trying to catch his breath after the intense moment. "I could do this again some time" Scoups admitted and Mingyu smiled "You're always welcome to join us" Mingyu said as he pulled out of M/N and laid next to him and Scoups nodded "Maybe you could fill me up next time" M/N suggested and Mingyu smiled "I love that idea." Scoups said and put on his pants and t-shirt. "until next time then" Scoups said and closed the door after leaving.

"Did you have fun?" Mingyu asked and M/N hummed with closed eyes "yeah... was fun..." He said and took a deep breath, feeling happy. he couldn't wait for next time, maybe he could be filled by both of the men. But that's a surprise for M/N to find out later.

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𝔖𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔅𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔶 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘌𝘺𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘌𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘮'𝘴 65𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺

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I LOVE THEM SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAHHHHH🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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