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prólogo Heeseung loved you, but he can't deny how good you make him feel when you clench around him while you praise (he won't admit the last one, but his moans just gives him away) [MASTERLIST]

elenco lee heeseung x f!reader

género smut with little plot

antes de leer mirror sex, praise kink (both), breeding (plus mentions of having his babies), dirty talk, clit play, pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart), squirting, multiple orgasms, Heeseung loves reader, reader los Heeseung, mentions of hickeys, thigh riding/grinding, facial, cum eating (please let me know if I missed something)

# palabras +2.3k

Heeseung's eyes were so pretty when they were captivated by the adrenaline consuming him.

The second day of Coachella finished, hence why you were in your bed watching the fancams that were already out on probably all social media while your boyfriend showered.

Your phone screen lit up with the thumbnail of a close-up fancam—to be specific, a 'Paradoxx Invasion' fancam of today. Your finger was quick in tapping the video immediately. Your heart thudded while looking at the way his body moved; he was confident, and he knew he was the moment alongside the members.

The trail of sweat tracing his jawline as well as his neck, his neck a little red due to the hair dye that went along with his sweat, he was showing his presence, and it was impossible to look away, whether you went there or not. You held your breath when the camera zoomed in on the moment of the hip thrust, head back and his movement sharp, just to give a teasing smirk after.

The soft thud snapped your attention away from your screen; the bathroom door creaked to show him—towel slung low on his hips, another running through his damp hair.

"Did you catch me again?" he asked in a tone that made you roll your eyes. You block your phone to stand, grabbing the towel he was using to dry him properly.

Water still clung to his chest, his collarbones glistening under the warm light of the hotel room you were staying in, and his eyes were on yours. "Yes, I was watching you. You look hot and did amazing up there."

The small dominant facade he had briefly shattered a little bit, a soft smile tugging at his lips as he looked away in a shy demeanor, "Then why are you watching on your phone when you got to watch it today?"

"Because I could never get enough of you." You gave him the towel after finishing your job; his eyes were tender on yours. He reached out, the towel falling carelessly to the floor as his arms wound around your waist, drawing you in close until your body was pressed flush against the heat of his.

For obvious reasons, his skin was still warm, the citrusy and soft scent of the body wash he used lingered in the air, and you could hear his slightly fast heartbeat. "How can you say all this stuff in such a nonchalant way?"

Your fingers curled lightly against his chest, tilting your head to meet his gaze, that damn smile that made your heart also jump. His lips hovered close to yours, eyes searching your face again. "Because it's true."

Your nose brushes against his as your hands slide slowly around his back, making him chuckle under his breath. "I want to reward you for a successful Coachella." His eyebrow raised, intrigued, your waist getting subtly tightened by his hands.

“Really, what kind?” Without breaking eye contact. Your fingers decided to slowly trail down his back, feeling the way his muscles flexed beneath your touch until the tips of your fingers lay on the towel, taking it out from his hips completely to have him fully naked in front of you.

You made him sit in the bed with a fake innocent smile on your face. His cock was slowly getting hard. You began to strip in front of him, slow enough to see his hand beginning to ghost on his base, eyes glossy in need.

You turned around after taking your bra off your body, getting a view of your tits with an almost vanished hickey he gave at the top of one, your thumbs on each side of your panty, and pulling them down, clearly hearing a moan from him when he saw the wetness that was already creating in your entrance. The soft sound sent a rush of satisfaction through your body, making your little performance a success.

You turned again, this time facing him and grabbing his face with your hands, your thumb caressing his left cheek tenderly. Once again, his eyes—now slightly hooded—were glossy, neediness written all over your face, silently begging for your touch once and for all, but you could also see his dominance shine through it. One hand was moving up and down on his cock while the other one was on the matter to generate support; he was manspreading the whole time, which made it easier to get closer.

“How do you want to start, baby? You decide.” Your word out, he was fast enough to manhandle you to sit on top of his naked thigh; you couldn’t contain the whimper that left your mouth at the delicious friction, soon being cut by his lips in a passionate kiss. A type of kiss that he was always eager to give you.

Both of you lost yourself in the moment; his hands went to your ass as yours were messing his hair from the back. The kiss deepened—sloppy and hungry, your lower lip getting sweetly bitten by him—as your hips instinctively moved, grinding slowly against the firm muscle of his thigh. The mere sound of your soaking cunt and the soft moans that ended directly on his mouth made him groan, his head throwing back as he was slowly ascending to heaven.

Your kisses went from behind his ears to his jaw to end up on his neck, smiling wickedly at an idea that popped out. Heeseung hissed at the sensation of skin getting sucked, but soon smiled at your sweet attempt at revenge. He looked to his left, noticing the full-length mirror your room had that protected the filthy scene they were creating.

The pretty view of you starting to desperately grind against his thigh harder with your head hiding on the crook of his neck, coating it with your juices, and his hand on one of your ass cheeks, a quick spank landing on it, and he could swear he saw strings of your arousal when you jumped in surprise.

“Fuck, you look so hot.” You lifted your head and followed his gaze; the scene was hot, indeed. The knot was generated very quickly, especially when Heeseung’s fingers joined to finally touch your throbbing clit.

“God, you know how to make me feel so good, Hee,” you moaned. Heeseung's lips curled into a smirk as your praise washed over him, his fingers drawing slow, tight circles over your clit.

“And I’m not even close to being done.”

You whined softly, your forehead falling to his shoulder one more time as your hips chased his touch, grinding deeper into his thigh while his fingers worked you with precision, one that only came from knowing your body like second nature. His free hand moved to your waist, holding you firmly, grounding you while your body threatened to lose control.

"Such a messy princess, and I haven’t even—" He cut himself off with a sharp exhale as you rocked against him harder, your moans growing in volume.

Heeseung groaned against your lips, lifting you effortlessly as he laid you back onto the bed, spreading your legs with a look so intense it made your breath hitch. His cock was tall and proud; grabbing it by the base, he slapped your cunt, the tip of it teasing your entrance and laughing at your pathetic attempts to finally have him inside you.

“I love how she’s so eager for me.” A sloppy slap landed right on your entrance, provoking more arousal to generate.

“Please, Heeseung. Fuck me already,” He didn’t wait for more begging; he didn’t even actually want to wait any longer. He slid himself in with ease, hips going back and forth with a controlled pace to not hurt you. The face of full bliss was a perfect mind picture.

It was raw; you could feel every vein, how he twitched the moment your tight walls hugged him, and how your broken moan made him smile cockily. His hands gripped your thighs, pushing them up to keep them wide open for him.

“You said it’s whatever I want today, right, baby?” He whispered, and you simply nodded, your voice only being available for moans and whimpers. “I want you to look at me; I want to see how good I make this pussy feel.”

“You always know how to treat this pussy, baby—fuck.” Your eyes shut close briefly before opening again, obeying him by locking eyes with him despite the haze of pleasure that was clouding your mind at that moment. The praise made him go faster, his cock dragging perfectly against your wall and his tip touching that sweet spot that only he and his fingers could reach. “God, Heeseung—” your voice broke into a moan, hands reaching your own breasts, you played with your nipples for extra pleasure. He leaned down enough to suck one of them.

He pulled back to admire the way you arched beneath him. “Can’t wait to paint you with my cum.”

“After you get me pregnant, baby,” you could see how that threw his head into a spiral; now your legs went around his waist, screaming at the sudden change of pace, hips snapping harder into yours, the dirty sounds of the skin slapping echoing in the room mixing with muffled words.

One hand slid between your bodies to rub fast, tight circles on your clit again, adding more pleasure. You could feel yourself close—so close—you started trembling under him, your eyes rolled as you felt your orgasm coiling tighter and tighter in your stomach.

“Fuck, baby. Gonna cum in your cock.” He leaned close to you, lips hovering right above yours.

“Go on, princess. You behaved so well that I will give you all the babies you want.” You could barely hold on at the thought of it, your nails digging into his back as you cried his name like a mantra, your climax crashing over you in intense waves that made you even think if ecstasy was possible. Your walls pulsed around him, milking every inch, and he let out a strangled groan, pushing deep, chasing his own high.

With a few more rough and sloppy thrusts, he spilled inside you, burying his face in your neck, his breath ragged. A few minutes passed, and he took his cock out, but the break was over as soon as you didn't feel the mattress below you.

You two were now standing in front of the mirror, you in front of him as if you were bowing at the mirror with your hands on each side of the frame. You were weak, but you won’t deny how turned on you got after seeing him putting all his cum back inside you as it started to drip from your cunt, holding it in with his fingers for a couple seconds before standing again. “Eyes on the mirror, baby.”

He slammed his hips, a high, broken moan ripping your throat as he touched your spot right away.. “Fuck, Heeseung!”

Heeseung groaned low and deep behind you; you couldn’t even think straight, you could only focus on the reflection—your body trembling, legs barely holding you up, his hands gripping your hips for dear life, arms flexed due to the effort. All of this while watching you—his gaze was burning through the glass, almost like a hungry focus that only you ever got to see.

His hand travelled to your throat, holding it up with a little bit of pressure, his free hands touching your body from your breasts to your clit, rubbing it relentlessly. “That’s mine, all of it.”

You whimpered, your knees threatening to give out with every thrust. The mirror wobbled slightly under your grip, your skin flushed and shining with sweat, hair stuck to your neck, lips parted around the cries you could no longer hold back. Heeseung's hand gently wrapped around your throat was still holding you, just enough to make you tilt your head, eyes locking in the mirror again.

“All yours,, baby—fuck!” He adjusted his grip, pulling you tighter , hips meeting yours with bruising intent, “Heeseung, i-it’s too much.”

“Give me another one, sweetheart—I earned it, remember?" he said, his cocky smile still shining through his wrecked facade.

“Yes, you did. Fucking this pussy good.” The heat built again—way too fast to the point that the overwhelming sensation also started to be overstimulating—and the second he slid a hand back down to your clit, your body reacted on instinct. You came harder than before, stars dancing behind your eyes as your legs shook and your forehead fell against the mirror, the cool glass basically supporting you.

You felt the liquid falling from your thighs to the floor, your squirt also reaching his legs and coating his dick clean. “Oh God—I’m going to cum.” Heeseung pulled back, and you took a moment to kneel in front of him. Breasts touching each other, tongue out, and your tired yet begging eyes looking right at him.

His dick was red, thighs completely flexed, announcing how he was going to give you a good facial, head thrown back, and hand on the frame of the mirror to keep him standing.

The first warm strand landed on your tongue, followed by another, then another—marking your skin like a painter finishing his masterpiece. Heeseung moaned loudly, hips jerking slightly with every wave of release as he emptied himself onto you. His fingers dug into the edge of the mirror for support; the image of you on your knees, panting and flushed, will definitely be on repeat when he goes alone on tour.

When his breathing finally slowed, he looked down, eyes softening at the sight of you—messy, beautiful, radiant in the afterglow. You blinked up at him, licking your lips with a satisfied smirk, and he chuckled, a breathless sound that melted into the quiet of the room.

"You're going to kill me one day," he whispered, reaching down to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

TAGLIST (OPEN): @heesexual74 @vixialuvs @riqomi @beomgyus11 @starry-eyed-bimbo @rawrrxan @veilstqr @k1ttyjwon @fancypeacepersona @kittympirty (COMMENT TO BE ADDED)

You giggled, voice raspy. "Worth it."

─── DAY TWO HELL YEAH i know it was supposed to be posted yesterday (i'm posting this at 11:11 p.m) but my laptop is my main hater, hope i can bag some hee stans with this one 💗‼️

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