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ok now i need dino in bed…..

So I got two of this ask...👀👀 this has been loooooooooong overdue but here we go~~

tags: mommy/noona kink and mentions of overstimulation, pleading etc

Dino, in his blooming youth, would be very experimental when it comes to bed

Not only of different positions, but also in what other things may add spice on steamy nights

And given his lifelong background in dancing, his thighs and hips surely NEVER LIE

His fast thrusting is I N S A N E 🤯🤯🤯 makes you go ballistic

And how he clenches his thighs in every rides welcomes you to utopia

You two were making out soon as he arrived at your place. He was ranting about his worries, his insecurities that have been consuming his sleep, and you know just how to address it. He confessed it himself: kissing you, feeling your warmth, and making you his was like a drug to him (not that he has ever tried it) that takes all his pains away and takes him to a world he only dreamed he would inhibit alone with you if he could.

"Feeling better?" You murmured as you traced his cheek with your thumb, head nodding to respond. He was straddled between your bare thighs where his hands were comfortably rested. "You needed more, don't you?" His hard thigh under your already pooling core clenched to your sultry voice, a soft moan then escaped his shiny lips as you began rocking your hips.

Your hand went straight to his growing bulge inside his trainer shorts as he kisses you deeper than earlier. Your lungs, as if catching his filthy sounds, produces its own, creating a lullaby that soothes his mind.

"Noona..." He was catching his breath as he presses you harder against his thigh. Sweat forms on both your foreheads as tension rises and kisses went sloppy.

You won't ever confess it to him, but him calling you noona drowns you in a spiral of feelings. "Hmm?"

He was unresponsive, as he rests his head back against the wall. Eyebrows meeting in pleasure with his mouth wide open.

"Say it baby," you whispered, making him look at you as you take of your shirt, erect nipples out in the free at last. "Say you want me and you'll gonna get it."

"I... I want you, noona." As soon as he said it, your damp mound found its way to his released cock, humping its length. The friction against your soaked undies was enough to get you two moaning in chorus.

"T-there's... ahhh... there's something in the way..."

You smirked at his impatience. "Oh baby, i know. It's because you forgot something."

It didn't take him long to realize it, and with his desperation the word rattled out his lips like a verse. "Please, please please... noona please..."

And him being your baby just makes it all perfect

He is probably a switch, but likes to be your love little boy most of the time

He wants your attention all to himself

He can make you cum just as how fast he learns choreography

Would even be so mischievous or boastful about it (be it in the open hinting some innuendos or in private when he is teasing you about how confident you look outside but folds underneath him)

And you have no idea what your squirming underneath his release does to him

He is also good with his tongue (he is an all rounder all right)

Airy giggles during sex (and a very sexy one at that)

Seeks praises like how he asks for cuddles

Which you are very generous of as he is to you

Once confessed that he practices at the restroom (with his hand to the thought of you) because he wants you to have the best sex yet every single time

"Why don't you just ask me?"

"Like what... have sex with you every single day?"

"You what!? You pervy little—"

He smirks as he flips a pancake for him after serving you two pieces on a plate, topped with banana slices drizzled with honey and cinnamon, and a bit of soft butter just as how you liked it.

"You see, that's how I improved my dancing. Practising each day." he then looks at you intently after a playful wink, with sincerity you only see when he dances on stage. "Well, it's not like I can do that with you regularly. You're not just some toy or a thing."

(((he has an enormous respect for you okay? a no is a no for him. no more pleading and all that. that's why you two have agreed to be vocal and straightforward when it comes to it.)))

Feels powerful when he's dominant

And yet succumbs to your majestic touches and lustrous whispers

SUB with a dominating mask if I should say

can be really funny too when he is in a bright, casual mood, cracking jokes here and there

you cant believe you’re addicted to laughing at his punchlines while on top of him

clenching around him as you roll your hips is a bonus for him when he makes you cackle

actually the best sex with him are thise filled with laughters

Goes shy when you swallow his seeds

Because he believes it is not something to be ingested

(((what a pure boy)))

"Damn... I am never going to get used to your mouth..." his mouth is wide agape, drool almost pooling of his mouth. "Bbay you're so fucking good."

It was the eve of his birthday. The man was a moaning mess and you could care less about your neighbors, anyway he deserved it for a special treat on his birthday which he wont be able to spend with you as he had a prior schedule for a shoot early morning tomorrow.

"Uh... yeahhhh.... uhhh shit..." He grew quiet of words and only moans and curses and some lewd noises from your mouth echoed in the room. His pitch was getting higher, an indicator he is close to cumming.

No words still coming out as he had his release. He was panting so hard after his long gutteral moan when he paints his arousal inside your warm mouth.

"I'm... I'm sorry...." it was almost inaudible but he managed to speak of it whilst petting your head. "Spit... spit it out... noona,"

Too late, you thought. No way his cum goes to waste.

"Baby... you're too sweet I'm afraid I don't want it anywhere else but my mouth."

edging!!! gosh edging turns him on so much

so yes he might be into foreplay

or even a foreplay before the foreplay

OVERSTIMULATION is one of his kinks like!!!

he finds it too hot when he know he had to beg you to stop (which in no way he means it fully)

that's the only time he has told you that every stop he syas meant go on

cos his body wants to be consumed by YOU

and you basically would k!ll for his whimpers and begs

cos thats your baby boy right there

and you want nothing else but him begging you go harder, writhing and almost tearing up in pleas

(((he was your mommy kink awakening)))

you'll be surprised of his endurance and stamina

like boy, you had multiple rounds and yet he could go on for more unless you remind him he needs his sleep

and like nothing happened, he would walk around casually like his core was not stimulated during the whole things

(well maybe that's an advantage of being a gym rat and an active dancer)

baby boy becomes the big man when it comes to after care

you will most definitely get the princess treatment, just like outside your sex life

STREAM DINO'S WAIT!!!

#dino #svt dino #dino smut #svt dino smut #dino imagines #dino fic #lee chan smut #svt smut #seventeen au #seventeen smut #svt scenarios #kpop smut #svt fic #seventeen dino smut #dino scenarios #this was supposedly posted in time for wait promos but i wasnt able to finish it cos adulting lol

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passmethatcokezero · 2 months

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What happens in Room 9A, stays in Room 9A (18+ // mingyu!fwb, hao!onenightstand-ish, with gyuhao threesome)

mingyu x oc/fem!reader x minghao 5.5k words warnings: minors dni!, threesome by the end, oc is horny sexually active all the time haha, no commitments, fuck buddies, unprotected sex (AGAIN, this is pure fiction! please practice safe sex irl!!), degrading, MINGYU SUB (mingyu!sub enthusiasts hi!) yes but turns switch by the end, minghao a BIG DOM but indifferent, few degrading and slut-shaming, a hint of fluff here and there (cos what is a mingyu!sub fic without it).... yeah i think that's all. just think of it as fithy in general. a/n: there's gonna be visual gifs here and there. enjoy!

It all started when your latest tenant signed the contract to rent the room for a year. Your brother, a young businessman, runs the apartment for passive income which he shared with you, making you in charge of most of the management operations. The building huge for a part-time budding entrepreneur like you, but enough for you to juggle in between school. Not to mention, staying felt so rigorous yet empty until you met the latest tenant to fill the once lonely room you stayed for long before you transferred to the top floor.

Room 9A was special. It has witnessed your all-nighters, your mini parties, sleep-overs, your most silent cries, and your soft whimpers when you have some fun time alone. It was once your own little nook, not until Seungcheol had to fly to the States as advised by your dad. Since then you have been occupying the spacious suite he and his partner once stayed in.

It was kind of hard to let go of the room, heck you had even suggested that they could have the suite up for rent but your brother was quick to dismiss the idea saying it was meant as your family’s home in the city. Defeated, but never going away with it, you promised you’d look for a tenant yourself in two weeks rather than putting it up for vacancy.

Fortunately, the new tenant was unproblematic. He was fun-loving yet gentle, smart, and very friendly. What more, he is a friend of a friend who endorsed him as neat and tidy knowingly so as they were past roommates until he had to transfer university in another city.

The day he places the signed contract in your hands, he already established that tension you knew at that very moment will be very hard to escape from.

“Do all tenants have this perk?” It was cold enough outside, but sweat was forming on his forehead. It was his first night, and yet his hands were all over yours and your body was more than welcoming of the steamy housewarming.

“Only Room 9A.” you bit his plump lower lips as you continued riding his cock at an insane pace. “And you happened to be really lucky, Mister Kim.” you wanted to tell him he looked so hot and attractive being flirty and all, but you’d save that some other time.

His mouth conquers yours, his tongue having its own expedition inside. "Mingyu,” he says in between. “Call me Mingyu."

“Sweet,” you bit your lips as you increased in pace, your breasts dangled with the speed which his hands hastily claimed - a sight he totally enjoyed just as much as his cock disappearing so quick inside your moist, tight hole.

“Fucking tight hole,” he groans so loud, feeling every inch of your warmth on his girth.

“You want it tighter?” you tease him, clenching around his cock in every roll of your hips.

You missed being actually pleased by someone else, and you felt lucky yourself too having to finally get off. Although he did not came that night, he was ecstatic you did, and promised a better fuck next time. Not that it wasn’t good, actually you were wild enough to satiate his fantasies and he is sure he’d get off by the memory of your body anytime, it’s just that you had to cut it off early due to a call so urgent from the concierge downstairs.

Days passed and you two have gotten more involved with each other's lives than one of you even have imagined. Being in the same university, just as all of the other tenants, it wasn’t so hard relating to his daily routine. Well, aside from his outgoing personality, wide circle of friends, and living in the same building, he has always made sure to check on you somehow. He was just like the overheard stories, spot on the innocent, thoughtful, and charming. Albeit, you were kind of doubtful on that first one as you were sure he initiated the professional flirting which was seemingly a part of his usual perhaps.

And once again, in one cozy night in January, you found yourself giving into his sensual charms. You were actually making out the whole day, typical Netflix and chill in which the faint noise from the movies kept the silence away. Less the commitment, his every kiss felt like electricity to your body, his possessive touches draped like a warm blanket to your cold, lonely soul. It was your first time having this kind of relationship with someone - indefinitely passionate.

“I thought we’re not having it today?” his breath teased your lips, feeling your needy tug on his sweatpants. “Someone’s horny?”

“Excuse me? You invited me for movies, yet you can't keep your eyes, hands, AND lips to yourself!”

“The actors shouldn’t be the only ones kissing in this weather,” he mumbles as he locates your spot yet again on your neck.

The TV has been long forgotten, his whole body now toppled on yours from once being the friendly companion beside you. The already present bulge was so ready to entertain your clothed core as he indulged inside your wet cavern. The kiss was as wet as your south, vibrations from his moans fueled more heat to your hungry hole. You were moaning with him, as he started rubbing you dry.

“Shit,” he bit your lips with curses. “That feels so good.”

The friction caused you to moan and your pelvis to meet his rhythm involuntarily as he kisses you down your neck—just like one of those nights he seemed to turn the cold into steam to keep you warm and company.

—

One night of not staying in at Room 9A, Mingyu had an urgent call in the middle of the night. He sounded like he regrets doing it already, but only you can help him.

“Hey,” he opens the door to your hair tousled a bit, obviously tried to be hand straightened, eyes still getting used to the light. “I’m so sorry I woke you up I would have gone to the suite but I can’t per house rules…”

His eyes were out of focus as he descends his vision on your bed clothes with just a silk robe covering it all. “Uhm… yeah… so… there was a - I have…”

“Yeah, what?”

“So a friend… is waiting downstairs and since it’s already midnight, he was not permitted to come up here…”

“Yeah, no visitors allowed at a wee hour.” you had to double-check the time on your phone. It was 1:08 am. The apartment has a dormitory-like system, also for the safety of the students themselves and all tenants have been abiding by it, which you were kind of proud of since it seemed as if you have established a comfortable little community on your own.

“Yeah, I know but… he actually travelled all the way from Gwangju so I kind of feel bad for not letting him in. I hope you’d understand.” he grabs your hand gently, “i’ll make it up to you.” and with a wink, you sighed.

And there he was, flirting like a teen.

“No need, just pay the sanction fee, mister.” Business is business, you thought, and as much as you enjoyed his company, you’d rather maintain the little community’s trust in your management of the place.

The flight of stairs wasn’t so steep but your sleepy pair of eyes have made it seem to be. As you went down, Sohui from the concierge was quick to acknowledge your presence and direct your attention to the concern. There was no way you’d let a tenant break a rule; Sohui has been the family’s business confidante and he would definitely have this incident reported to your boss and could tarnish your managerial role your brother himself entrusted you to. Unless, it is some personal affairs, you may get away with it.

Damn, you can’t believe you’re letting a guy just pass you accountability to his shortcomings.

You looked at Mingyu’s shorter friend who lit up in your presence. His jet black, mullet hair falling gorgeously from his head, in contrast with his plain white polo sleeves, rolled to show his veiny arms that led to his slender fingers. Standing there, he emits this alluring aura and carries distinct features: his eyes were like bullets sharp enough to send shivers to your spine, his beautiful nose high up complimenting his dark eyebrows, lips thin yet so inviting.

“Sohui-ssi, he’s my guest,” you mouthed at him apologetically as you walked towards the lobby and he seemed to get it, even reading between the lines behind your acting skills.

“Oh, my bad. I wasn’t letting him in cos he kept on saying Room 9A. Isn’t that occupied by that tall guy?”

“No, actually my bad. I mixed up the rooms I told him about. Now, if you’ll excuse us please.”

“Oh you young people…” he sighs with a knowing grin, “Enjoy the night, I guess.”

The once held visitor, albeit confused, sighs with relief. Nice one, pretentious little queen. You just got yourself a pass from your brother’s lecture, and a mock hookup.

“Hi, Mingyu’s friend.”

“Minghao.”

"Yes Minghao, so, I hope it's okay but like what I've told security, you're my guest and you're gonna stay in my room tonight. Unless you want your friend to pay a fine and get a warning."

“So like… I cannot just go straight to 9A? Mingyu’s waiting for me.”

“There are cameras around. I’m pretty sure we can easily get caught. I can’t risk one tenant breaking house rules. So… you gotta stay with me tonight or check in somewhere else.”

The elevator sprung open which you immediately hopped on. Minghao was taken aback, strawberry blush blooming on his cheeks as your fingers tapped the topmost button after hovering your card over the sensor

"What? I won't bite." You smirked at him, holding the open button. "But I can if you want." It was a mere flirty joke, trying to lift up the mood but all of it escalated quickly as the tension rose with the elevators rising into the suite room.

A curious yet steamy kiss has been shared since and as the elevator dings to your suite, he pins you to the wall adjacent the hallway leading to the sole room on the floor. The kiss was messy, and you can definitely smell some alcohol and taste crack in his breath. Your silk robe races down to the ground as he savors your neck with his naughty tongue and you made sure to pick that up first thing in the morning. He was as if competing with someone else in getting all of your attention…

Which then manifested through a vibration of his phone.

"Goddammit," He muttered as he answered the ring. It's Mingyu. "Yeah?"

"Dude, how was it?"

"Yeah… fine. I was…" He looks at you trying to find an excuse. "No, I was escorted out. I'm staying somewhere tonight. Don't worry about me."

"I can stay with you if you need some company-"

"Nah dude I'm fine. Call you later."

The door to the suite shuts carelessly as you two were enjoying each other’s company too much. You led him to your room where he just started undressing himself. Yours was completely gone ever since the heated session in the elevator to the hallway, even your undies he made sure to tuck in his pockets. Minghao dives into the bed, hovering over your luscious body. “Mingyu has told me about someone who packs a lot of charm. I didn’t know it was this intense…”

He kisses you once again, sloppier than the one shared earlier. It was almost vicious, like he wanted to mark you his right here, right now, pound into you so forcefully you’d faint and drool all over your bed, blasting his seeds inside and not letting any come to waste.

“Fucking heavenly.” he sweeps your sweet juice with his dick as your eyes begged for him. “Does Mingyu fuck you every night, huh? This dirty cunt taking his fat ass cock whenever it wants?”

You were getting light-headed. The man you just met, heck not even formally, is now making you insanely horny for him. His words were too dirty and degrading but you found it straightforwardly hot how his voice growled.

“You’re so fucking wet. You liked being fuck raw by someone you just met?”

Only whimpers and lustful sounds from you follow his rhetorics, much louder and bolder when he surprises you with his long shaft drilling your hole to its extent. He was definitely good at thrusting his hips, he might be the one friend Mingyu told you about being a good dancer. The way it snaps to a solid rhythm, your moans melodically complete the music. the back of your head was glued to the bed, back arching as you wanted to feel more of his tip pounding your spot, as his hand tightly clasped one of your breasts you cannot even comprehend how you usually do it.

You were already seeing white, and he knew the way your moans pitched up higher and went on for a little bit longer, and yet the evil he was, he just had to put a pressure on your clit with his thumb that he spat on.

“Oh fuck…mmmhmm” your moan trailed, trying not to come sooner as you wanted the friction to last for long. “You fuck me so good.”

“Good? How good?”

“Yeah—” you answered but the choke on you didn’t let you finish. His hand that once tortured you clit is now playing with your neck.

“Shut up, tell me i’m better, slut. Say I’m better than any of them who fucked this dirty hole.”

It was definitely a fuck for the books. But if you’re being honest, it is an intensity you would crave once in a while. You were nodding unconsciously though, as tears started strutting down both your eyes. You’ve never been fucked as hard and senseless as this, your spot had just been granted the attention it never had.

“Yeah so much better, right?” he was panting. Surely he was becoming tired. He wasn’t the type to have a lot of endurance, but he won't say it. “But why is my little slut not coming? Holding it in? Enjoying it too much huh?”

“Fuck it, on all fours now.” he blatantly pulled out amid nearing climax, not wanting to come first either, an ego he also would not admit to having.

He forced your arms to hold onto the wooden headboards, dissatisfied when you planted your hands on your bed. “This is how it’s done.” he smirks just behind your ears, his back now touching yours, his pelvis touching your ass. “I’ll come inside if you wont come as i say, you understand?”

You cried yes, sweat and tears mixing and racing on your cheeks.

The new guy clung to you like a sloth to a tree, but his speed was never comparable to that. One hand pinching and massaging one of your breasts, the other torturing your clit once again as he indulges with your wet hole, ravaging the tightness of such a tiny cave.

He groans right at your ears, making you consume them unhealthily and you are sure you are going to relive it as it was so alive, it almost engraved itself into your eardrums.

“Now, are you coming or what?” he doubles his force on encircling your clit, as well as his thrusts that are now becoming a bit wobbly.

“I’m–” it didn’t even let you say your caution, flushing out of you in squirts. Your body almost collapses, and he authoritatively yells, “don’t move,” as he must have not cared of the overstimulation he was giving you at all.

You were already shaking and crippling, legs pressing to each other thinking it will slow down his hand toying your clit, but his thrusts wont stop, waiting for himself to come.

“P-Please….” you begged, as your frailed body writhes under his touch.

“Just… a little bit…. More.” and there he did, unaware if he actually did come inside, a betrayal of his words as you passed out immediately.

The suite was not the only room that got steamy tonight. There was also Room 9A, where the tenant just couldn’t get your image off his head. How he imagined the silk robe slides down your skin to reveal your perfect body, how he would pull off the only garments you were wearing under that, how you would trample him on the couch and ride his dick as you feed his ears with your moans.

Mingyu would never tell you how much he craves your touch every single day. He thinks you may never think of him seriously if you knew, and then shrug his budding feelings which he chose to suppress.

He fell head over heels on you on how good you were sucking him dry, but it aroused not only his, at times, perverted, mind, but also his feeble heart as you two spend time together. You laughing at his corny jokes, telling him be careful even before he burns himself while cooking dinner, and sympathizing with his interests in art and the complexity of his mind that only a few good people willingly understand.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispers as he strokes himself just as how you would ride him per usual. His lips turned white due to biting but he didn’t mind, imagining it was you rummaging his lips.

“Fuck, i want to make you mine.” He lets out words his cowardly mouth cannot proclaim in your presence. “Just mine. All mine.”

—

That night remained at the back of your lips as days passed, even when you see Minghao around Room 9A, being Mingyu’s roommate for a while as he prepares to go back to his hometown in China. Mingyu shared that he will be staying for a while before he goes back for good to stay with his parents, which the other immediately corrects that it would depend if he finds an opportunity to stay here. A subtly wink he directed to you, which caused you to choke on your food.

MInghao had been acting nonchalantly, even when Mingyu had his hands all over you every time you visited his place. You weren’t sure if he was just acting, or maybe he just really thought of it as one night stand: premium experience one at that since he stayed for a while the next day and even prepared you some breakfast, even surprised yourself that you were clean and comfortable on your bed the time you woke up.

“How is Minghao? Like as your friend?” You asked Mingyu right away as the door shuts when Minghao went out. You were getting cozy at the couch watching a movie he had recommended but would lie he never watched so he will seem smart at every curiosity that caught you throughout the film.

“Oh… he’s kind, but well, sometimes not nice about it,” he giggles at his own words. “He is kind of reserved, coming from an influential family, quiet – well you see that. Hmm, he is not very outgoing but he’d jam along if you’re persistent enough.”

“A total opposite of you,” you giggled. “How did you get along?”

“Same interests. He loves art and photography. He actually paints. I’d say aside from dancing, paintings can be his workout sometimes, especially when he does murals. He seems fragile - well he has weaker stamina - but those hands carry professional cameras just like those I own.”

“Hmm… very good with his hands if I may say?” your tone was flat, not to give out any clues.

“Haha!” the guy laughs. “He does; I’ve heard from a few I know.” subtly also inferring to the second meaning you wanted to express he did not have a hint about.

“Ohh…” you trailed as you plants a kiss on his neck. “Got me curious.”

He scoffs at your words, not knowing if he wanted to be honest about how it sounded like a case of infidelity to him. “For real? Curious about other guys when I’m right here?”

“What, don’t you find it… interesting?” you faced him, head tilting sideways, trying to convince him of an idea that just came to mind. “Don’t you want to feed my curiosity?”

MIngyu clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes at what you want to imply. Of course, he would get it. But not the whole of it.

“You’re saying… you want to find out how good his hands are?”

“Aren’t you curious?”

“Geez about what? Just go ask him to fuck you,”

You could care less about his tone, sticking to the plan you’re drawing in your mind. “Sure, I can. But, are you not curious about how I’m going to find out?”

Silence conquered the room, even the movie went on to show the part where the night dawns before the tragedy.

“What are you trying to say?” He already had an idea about your raunchy thoughts, only he wanted your pretty lips to seal the confirmation.

“I’ll let your friend touch me…” your leg straddles him to his position as if trying to manipulate his answer. “And you’d be the judge if he is good.”

He looks at you deep in the eyes as lust fills his mind, tongue poking out his cheek. He already liked the idea before you even said it, what made him hesitate was his selfishness towards you.

“Uh-huh,” he finally makes a sound when he realized you weren’t anything else but fuck buddies. His heart breaks, but his frisky mind jumps for joy. “Sounds fun.”

“Says the fun-loving,” you chuckled. “So we’re good?”

“Tonight,” he looks at you sternly. “Let’s do it tonight. He’d be back by ten. And after this…” he looks for your hand, and intertwined his with yours.

“What?”

He kisses you, putting all his suppressed feelings right out his dry lips.

“No more other guys.”

—

The air started to become dense as Minghao started touching you with his hands, one on your clothed breasts, and the other on your damp panties. Your head falls on his shoulders as he proves himself to you and feeds your "curiosity."

Mingyu observes, sitting on the lounge chair he dragged across the couch, how you melted with the contact, and how you started whimpering right when his friend goes hard for the teasing to get some reaction. He can already feel blood rushing to his cock seeing you in full glory of lust as if he has never seen you like this.

Definitely, there was no opportunity for that until today, seeing your whole body reacting to touches, moaning and writhing when Minghao finally goes beyond the barriers. Then, it was all a near sight to him, focusing on parts of you that he does. Now, he captures all of you.

“So fucking wet,” Minghao whispers, “just like…”

You shushed him, right before he continued. Anyway, MIngyu was too focused on the action happening in front of him.

“Oh… we’re going that way, huh,”

“Undress her,” Mingyu exhales, unaware of the few exchanges you two had. “I… can’t see anything.”

“Of course,” his friend obliges, but has other plans. “I would but, I am kinda busy here,” he says, dipping a finger inside your dripping hole, earning himself a moan from you.

Mingyu did not think twice of stripping you off from your casual wear, then admiring your alluring body being touched by another set of hands that aren't his, meeting your hooded eyes through your lashes. You smiled an innocent bit that came off a little too inviting for him. The way he is seeing you right now is a completely different you who is usually the dominant one over him, with him confessing your confidence brings out his submissive tendencies. Although he was not all that, you two enjoyed that kind of dynamic. And yet here you are, looking so feeble and meek, so passive and sweet. A look that woke a hibernating demon in him.

“What a naughty lady,” Mingyu towers as he stands from his position, clothes fleeing to the other side. “Conspiring whatever this is just to get two men fuck you, am I right, princess?” he inches closer to you as he holds your chin in his fingers.

You knew he wasn’t stupid, but him taking this quick to find out wasn’t part of the plan.

“What, are you just gonna make me watch all this while you enjoy being fucked by my friend? What a kinky slut you are.”

Minghao knowingly chuckled with him as he continues to undress himself, pants lowering to his ankles. “Look what you’ve done, bet you want some of this.” Mingyu strokes himself, hissing at the lack of moisture.

“Baby, I need you to spit on my dick,” Mingyu teases his grown shaft right at your face which he made you chase in place, leaning forward as you reach for him. You did as he said, spitting and slathering it with your hands.

“Not enough, baby,”

Minghao now starts taking off his clothes one by one as he shares a knowing nod with Mingyu. You felt being lifted from Minghao’s lap, all the while coating Mingyu with more saliva. “That’s it, babe. You’re doing great. Now will you be a good girl and suck daddy like you always do?”

You bit your lip and proceeded to do as commanded, without realizing MIinghao behind you, pumping his cock ready to fuck your south hole. He soothes your back with the palm of his hands making your spine tingle with the sudden affection.

“I’m gonna fuck you while you suck him, I hope you don’t mind,” he says, teasing his girth against your folds. You moaned in response, making Mingyu curse behind his teeth. Minghao launched in and out, drilling your needy pussy to adjust to its size little by little just like what he did the last time. You can't help but moan endlessly, having two cocks by yourself celebrating your holes to its extent.

“Fuck, fuck!” Mingyu groans, holding back your hair in his grip as he thrusts deeper into your hot, wet, vibrating cavern. “This feels so good, fuck ahh.”

The overwhelming scenario got you wetter than any shore, added stimulant was Minghao's delicate fingers once again finding its way to your shiny button, an act that turned your legs all jelly and wobbly. For a minute you were lost in nirvana, as you let the two work you up like a doll ㅡ something you've always wished happen to you from a number of racy materials you have consumed. They pound your holes like you are some kind of an inanimate figure of a woman designed for men's filthy acts in the darks of their privacy. And the fact that there was two of them inside you was enough to make you feel like a toy ㅡ a thought you didn't ever think would turn you on this much.

The way Mingyu unleashed his dominant side was another thing. You have always felt so powerful on top of him; even if you were under him, the way he moves by your commands was the usual between you. But tonight was a film you haven't seen before. The way he maneuvers your head to satisfy his cock in all angles, the way his hands tightly yank your hair to help you steady, and the way he thrusts his pelvis against your face was a force he never made known before.

It felt like he was being competitive with his friend, trying to meet or even outdo the way your body tingles from how his tip pounds against your spot.

"Baby, too rough?" Mingyu coos, wiping a tear that just fell off your eye.

You didn't mind all that, the pleasure had already taken over. You wanted them to do everything but stop at this point.

"Babe…?"

He slows down but you were quick to shake your head to disagree, and even let out a small smile to an extent your lips and eyes can show. Hollowing your lips to his girth, he hissed in acknowledgment and went on to maintain his speed.

You want him to keep going and use you like his favorite doll that he never had, or never told you about. And at the same time, you want his friend to ram inside you as you suck him dry.

"I'm gonna fill you up real good," Minghao growls from behind, sweat already mixing with yours by the back of your waist.

“No you’re not," Mingyu scoffed, to which the other rolled eyes in response. “Not when I am here.” He pulls out his cock from your mouth and assists you in standing in between the tall men, the other straightening his back as well while supporting you in the hips.

Mingyu’s fingers meet your chin as he raises it up to his sight. “Tell him baby, whose cum you want inside your hole?”

He never sounded so cocky like this. He was always the soft and lovely, puppy guy you knew.

“Tell him whose cum should paint your tight walls, baby,” his breath now less than an inch away from your lips as he grazed his tip against the unconquered folds. “Tell him whose cum you don’t want to get spilled or you’ll lick them off the floor.”

These were the very words you told him every time you wanted him to cum inside and feed his kink he was very much shy about. Being on the receiving end was actually arousing, you thought, he must have liked hearing those from you just like how you are enjoying them now.

“Dude…” Minghao sounded pissed, ego deflated by himself. “She doesn’t have to say it okay; i know I'm out of the damn picture.”

And with a gutteral moan, he pulls himself out as he releases strings of cum on your back. Just like how he acted then when you first met, he was just cool about all of it, almost indifferent even.

“You guys do your thing; I’m going in the shower. Get noisy as hell, I don’t care.” he smiled a half one after picking up his clothes from the floor and left you two in your privacy not before suggesting, “Inside your room, please.”

The night was still long yet you had your release just as Mingyu had his just moments after. Both of you lying on the bed, chests heaving right after the other.

“That was… a hot night…” you chuckled in breaths, eyes still closed as you looked for Mingyu’s hand to hold. He was quicker to lead the intertwined hands to his chest, holding it tighter as he glanced at you.

“No stupid whatnots, Mingyu please.”

“What-”

“I can literally feel you looking at me right now!” you opened your eyes to meet his, to his surprise.

“Damn, you got me.” he says in defeat, kissing the back of your hand.

“I will miss that,” you trailed, looking at the ceiling.

“Minghao? Threesome? What?”

“Hmm, well that too! But I was actually talking about… you acting all that.”

He smirks as he props his arms to face you. “What’s all that?”

“You know what, I’ll shut up.”

“No…” he snuggles in your neck with a sickening cute smile on his face, then coos: “tell me, I wanna know!”

The room filled with giggles as he tried to make you say it, to no avail just yet.

“You’re cute like this you know, a six-foot big guy cooing like a spoiled princess.”

“Not news to me,” he entraps you with his arms, once again placing himself on top of you. “So you’re not telling me or you won’t ever get it again?”

His tone was intimidating, which he tries to balance out with his pout. Maybe that’s why he acts like a dork; he would not want to impose himself as the bigger person to intimidate somebody.

God just keeps on shoving on your throat another reason to fall in love with this guy.

“Fine,” you said, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I’ll miss your domineering side.”

Mingyu bites his lip and a smirk seems like it wants to be shown but he doesn’t let it. His eyes were sparkling, probably in excitement as he got to hear what he wanted to hear, from the very voice that kept on tugging at his heart strings.

He plants a kiss on your lips and smiles, “it’s not going anywhere, don’t worry.”

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