ur seungkwan drabble was….. INSANE
i loved it so so much thank u thank u thank u for accepting my request!!!
if it isn’t too greedy, could i please request another seungkwan drabble? u just write so well and u write HIM so well my head is spinning. it’s just so seungkwan oh mybgod…
if possible could i request very hard dom seungkwan? with degradation, heavy cum stuffing/cumplay and heavy exhibitionism?
ahh i hope this is okay 😭
bf!seungkwan x fem!reader
warnings: cursing, explicit smut, established relationship, teasing, public sex, unprotected sex, exhibitionism, public fumbling, they literally get walked in on, fingering (f)., cum stuffing, creampie, degradation, humiliation
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"You look gorgeous," Seungkwan smiles.
"Thank you," You grin sheepishly. "And thank you for taking me out, too, I missed date nights."
"Of course baby," he leans over and kisses your cheek. "You're even wearing the dress I got you."
You nod.
"What are you wearing with it?" He smirks, raising an eyebrow.
You clear your throat. "Pardon?"
He chuckles lightly to himself. "Your panties baby, which ones are you wearing?"
"Uh- the white ones. The lace ones with the bow on the front." You whisper.
"Come again?" he pretends not to hear you. "I didn't hear you."
You whine. "The white ones." You repeat louder."
He snickers to himself before leaning over to you. His nose brushes against your cheek and his lips touch your ear.
"Give them to me." He demands.
Your eyes go wide and your entire body freezes. "W-What?"
"Take them off and give them to me, right now." He repeats himself.
"Baby, I can't, we're in public." You plead with your eyes.
"I wanna see which ones you wore for me," He smirks. "C'mon."
You'd be lying if you said you weren't getting turned on right now. He's so demanding, staring at you with that look in his eyes. Nothing has even happened and you can feel the material of your panties starting to stick to your core.
You shift uncomfortably in your seat. "I just told you which ones."
"And I just told you I wanted to see." He deadpans. "Don't get all shy on me now."
A chill runs down your spine.
You shift again in the seat and exhale shakily. You hook your fingers into your panties and lift your hips up off the seat just enough to slide them down. You move quickly, hoping no one notices. You shimmy the thin material down your ankles and kick them off.
You bunch the white lacy material in your hand and hand it to him under the table. Satisfied, he takes them and shoves them in his pocket.
"Good girl."
He taps your thigh twice. "Open."
You exhale, obeying him and spreading your legs apart.
"Seungkwan," You whimper.
"Do you want me to stop? If it's uncomfortable I'll stop, but you need to tell me." He raises an eyebrow.
"No," you whine.
"No what?"
"No don't stop." You breathe out.
The smirk on his face only grows and his hand only travels higher. The pad of his thumb runs over your clit in small circles. You're starting to soak his fingers.
"You're so wet for me," He whispers in your ear.
You whimper quietly. Your face contorts in pleasure and you try to hold yourself back and remain quiet, but fuck, his fingers feel good.
Suddenly, your waiter comes over to your table, and your body tenses. You hold his wrist with your free hand, but you're not nearly strong enough to get him to stop. Your eyes grow wide and you shift in your seat.
Your waiter places your drinks down on the table and you give him a small smile to mask what's happening under the table.
"Alright, are you two ready to order?" The waiter asks.
He pinches your clit and you let a quiet whine slip. Luckily, it's not loud enough to take the waiter's attention, but the smirk on your boyfriend's face grows wider.
"I'm all ready to order," Your boyfriend fiends innocence. "I'll just take the chicken parm with the angel hair pasta."
The waiter takes note of your boyfriend's words and the surrounding area falls silent. Both of their eyes are on you.
"Um... I'll just h-have the same," You breathe out.
It's taking everything in you not to moan out loud. It's a struggle to even keep your eyes open in this moment. His thumb is rubbing faster and you can feel him putting more pressure.
Your leg bounces anxiously as you wait for him to walk away. The waiter gives you a small nod after taking note and finally leaves after what feels like an eternity.
"You did better than I thought." He licks his lips slowly. "Go to the bathroom."
You waste no time. You stand to your feet and speed walk into the women's restroom. You fix yourself up in the mirror and the door takes your attention. You shift your eyes to where your boyfriend stands with a smirk on his face.
"Hi," You smile timidly at him.
"Hi," he grins. He steps toward you and presses your body against the bathroom wall.
He pushes your dress up and runs his fingers through your folds. "I'll never get enough of this pussy." He mumbles.
"You did so good out there, I should reward you," He pushes a finger in.
You inhale sharply, allowing your eyes to fall shut. He begins pumping his finger into you, and then he adds another. With all the teasing under the table, you already know you're not gonna last much longer.
He curls his fingers, creating the perfect angle to make you soak his digits. Your mouth hangs agape and you pant lightly with half-lidded eyes. Your eyes are glued on the door anxiously.
It's a good thing, you think, that he teased you so much under the table. You'll cum in just a few moments and you won't have to worry about getting caught.
You can feel yourself drawing nearer to the edge with each pump of his fingers. His hands move fast and your legs grow weak and shaky. "Close–fuck," you breathe out.
His thumb circles your clit once again. He skillfully manages to fuck you with his fingers and rub your clit at the same time. You press your body against his, using him as support as your legs grow shakier.
But before you reach your sweet release, the door opens. A woman stands there with her mouth hanging open and disgust in her eyes.
Unfazed, your boyfriend presses his hand to your forehead with a faux concerned look on his face. "Oh baby, you're burning up." He looks back at the woman. "Sorry, she's not feeling well."
Luckily, his body blocks yours just enough that she can't see anything going on.
There's tears prickling your eyes out of embarrassment. However, he doesn't stop. His fingers are still pumping into you and the random woman could most definitely hear the squelch of your cunt if she was listening hard enough.
She's clearly uncomfortable and apologizes with a mumble before exiting the bathroom. You let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding. Your legs are growing shaky as he continues to finger you.
You grip his forearm for support and look up at him with glossy eyes. As terrifying and nerve-wracking as it was to have that woman in there, it was somehow still exhilarating.
The thrill of it all has you cumming on his fingers seconds later. You slap a hand over your mouth to muffle your moans when you release. Your head dips into his shoulder as you cry out against your hand and into his chest.
He fingers you through it, allowing you to properly ride out your orgasm. Your legs shake and grow weak as your release drips down his fingers.
When you come down, you lift your head and look at him. Your eyes are still glossy and your expression is pathetic. It makes his cock twitch in his pants.
"Seungkwan..." You whimper.
"That was so hot baby," he pulls his fingers out, pressing them to your lips. "Open."
You obey him, opening your mouth and sucking on his fingers. He presses his body against yours and you can feel just how hard he is.
"S-Seungkwan-" You stutter.
"Yeah, pretty?" he turns you around, lifting your dress up more.
"I don't wanna get caught," You manage to tell him.
"Hmm.." he thinks to himself. "Okay baby."
He holds your arm and pulls you into one of the bathroom stalls. "Better?"
You nod.
He grins and bends you over. You can hear the unbuckling of his jeans from behind you. The weight of his cock drags along your ass before you feel him slip in.
"Oh shit," You whisper.
He holds you steady by your hips and begins thrusting. Your ass smacks against his lower body and the noise echoes in the bathroom. Your voice, however, echoes even louder.
For someone who doesn't want to get caught, you're doing a shit job at being quiet.
He finds it amusing, encourages it even. He fucks you harder, making it more difficult for you to be quiet.
"Fucking slut," he groans. "Don't wanna get caught but-shit– you're making so much noise."
"N-not m'fault," You moan.
He thrusts into you harder, knocking the wind out of you. "Yes, it is, Nothing but a whore who clearly wants to get caught."
You can feel another orgasm building up already. He can feel it too, based on the way you're tightening around him. "Close already?"
You can only whimper and nod in response. This is so filthy, but you're so turned on right now.
He snakes his hand in between your thighs once again and toys with your sensitive bud. You cry out his name, slapping a palm over your own mouth when you catch yourself.
He rips your hand off of your mouth and thrusts into you harder. "Go ahead baby, let everyone hear how much of a dirty cockslut you are."
Your knees buckle and nearly give out when your high approaches. Your eyes roll back from the intensity of it all. He fucks you through it, pounding into you as your body spams and shakes with pleasure. It takes some time before you come down from it.
By then, he's already spilling a huge load into you. He lets out a long groan and his hips grow erratic and his thrusts grow sloppy. His cock throbs as he pumps you full of his cum. And fuck, he cums a lot.
He pulls out slowly, eyes glued on where the two of your bodies meet. He watches his cum drip down your inner thighs with dissatisfaction.
He gathers it on his fingertips before plugging his fingers into you. You whine, writhing against him. He holds you still and pumps his fingers into you, forcing you to hold his cum inside of you.
Once satisfied, he brings his fingers to your lips.
"Open." he says.
You obey once again, opening your mouth and sucking the cum off his fingers.
"You okay?" he asks.
You nod, fixing your dress. You hold your hand out, expecting him to hand over the underwear he took from you.
"What?" He fixes his pants.
"My underwear Seungkwan." You remind him.
He opens the stall door. "I think I'll keep them."
"But I–"
"Actually," He smirks. "If you can go the rest of the night without letting so much as a drop spill, I'll give them back and reward you when we get home. Sound good?"
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