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Yugyeom x Reader

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A/N: hi everyone i’m super new to kpop as of January this year and more recently i’ve gotten into Got7 so i started writing some stuff! it’s been a while so take it easy on me please LOL.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!!

Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI! it’s pretty much smut with little plot.

synopsis: You & Yugyeom are good friends… but maybe you want more?

Friends to Lovers

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You watched as he danced with the third woman tonight, their arms wrapping around his neck as they pressed up against him. You rolled your eyes, trying to turn your attention anywhere but on him. It was hard to look away, he was just so damn beautiful. Of course your eyes travel around the room but end up back on him as he moves to the music. His eyes shut as he grinned, he was having a good time, it made your stomach twist and turn and your throat burned with jealousy. His eyes found yours, through his long lashes. His mouth moved into that smile that could light up an entire room, as he moved away from the girl and toward you.

Yugyeom was one of your best friends, but within the last couple of weeks you started to feel something different. It started when the two of you were in your apartment drinking on your couch, snuggled closely together. Maybe too closely, because it was the first time your skin erupted with goosebumps as his pinky finger grazed your thigh, accidentally. Your body temperature rose as he drunkenly giggled into your neck, the feeling of his breath on your skin making you shiver.

The next time was a few days later, he stopped by after kickboxing and looked mouth watering. His hair hidden in a beanie only meant you could see the perfect jawline on him, his chiseled chin. His tank top showed off his arms, his tattoos, the beauty marks sprinkled on soft pale skin. Your eyes falling down to his big hands, you wanted him to touch you then. Looking at his back tattoo of wings across his broad shoulders made you want to dig your nails into the art inked into his skin.

A few more instances sprinkled in that made you wonder why you hadn’t ever thought of him like that before. You always had a soft spot for him, it was hard not to. He was genuinely a sweet guy, with a non-existent temper, and a smile that could outshine the sun. He was sunshine in human form, you never saw him mad or annoyed, he was always there to cheer you up when you were having a bad day. Now, you wondered what he would be like in bed.

“You okay!?” He asked his lips close to your ear to hear over the club music bumping loud enough to cause a vibration in your sternum. You nod, not realizing you had just been standing there, staring off. “Dance with me!” He said and you giggled nodding as you felt his hand grab yours.

The two of you move to the music face to face at first his hands on your waist as you move your hips and head to the beat, his smile back across his lips as you do. The two of you move together in a perfect harmony moving closer without realizing it, until you find yourself turning away from him, his hands still on your hips as you press against him. You expect him to pull away but he doesn’t, and it only encourages you to move even closer into him. You don’t know if it’s the alcohol or what but it made you warm as he moved with you on the dancefloor, and seemingly everything else melted away as you felt him hold you tighter against him. His chin moved to your shoulder as you both continued to dance, your arm moving to wrap around his neck as you bit your lip at the feeling of his body molding into yours.

“Do you want to get out of here?” He asked suddenly and you nodded as he pulled you along. You giggled at how fast he was moving, barely able to keep up.

It was in the back of the taxi that he kissed you. You were taken aback by how brazen he was, and it seemed to surprise him too. It was soft, as he held your head steady, his lips pressing into yours before his lips moved. You hesitated at first but kissed him back, your lips quivering as your heart raced. He pulled away quickly, then and you both just stared at one another for a moment.

“I’m sorry.” He said, quickly and you shook your head.

“Don’t be.” You breathed, moving back into him. Kissing him with more energy than before, this time pulling him into you. This time he didn’t hold back, his tongue dipping into your mouth with a gentle sigh as your tongue moved against his. Your hands moved up his chest and into his soft hair, gripping it while your lips moved with his. It was better than you imagined, he knew what he was doing. Of course you knew he had his fair share of women but you couldn’t wrap your head around it. Your brain was fuzzy as he kissed you deeper, a hand on the back of your head as his teeth grazed your bottom lip pulling it firmly as you whined.

The perfect timing of ending up at his place at that moment was only coupled with the fact that he was pulling you along now without hesitation, and he couldn’t get the door unlocked fast enough. Part of you was still in shock and the other part of you was filled with excitement as you followed him inside. The moment the door was closed he pressed you against the cold wood, his forehead pressed against yours as your hands moved up his arms to broad shoulders, your eyes found his warm

brown ones and you giggled.

“I’ve wanted this for so long…” Yugyeom sighed, “I’ve always wanted you.” His words made your breath hitch and you stood on your tiptoes to kiss his lips again, missing the feeling. They were soft and he tasted faintly of the liquor you both drank at the club. You pulled away briefly.

“I’ve wanted you.” You murmur. This was his okay to move back into you, pressing you against the door with his body, making you tremble as his lips moved back onto yours.

You enjoyed kissing him, especially pushed against the door like this. His big hands held your head firmly as his lips moved with yours, until he dipped his tongue back into your mouth. You couldn’t hold back the moan that rolled from your throat into his mouth and you could feel his lips smile at the reaction, and as your tongue moved against his he was sucking on it again. You could’ve done this for hours but you wanted, no needed more of him. You were pinned there, between him and his front door when your hands found their way down his shoulders and to his chest, before you knew it his hands were pinning your wrists neck to your head and he pulled away from the kissing with a smile.

“Tell me what you want… use your words.” He hummed, and you giggled softly but felt his hips pressing into yours and you bit your bottom lip.

“I want you.” You respond and he smiles down at you, his lips pressing into your forehand and down your cheek. You can feel his lips on your neck just below your ear and his teeth graze your earlobe. Your body trembles as you whine again.

“Tell me what you really want.” His voice is deep and in your ear, before his lips press into the skin on your neck. Your head tilts to the side to give him

more room and you whimper. The grip on your wrists tighten as his tongue swipes up your neck and his teeth sink into your skin making you shudder beneath him.

“Fuck…” You cry. He chuckles against your skin.

“Is that what you want?” He asks, and you giggle too. Nodding. He continues licking and sucking at your neck, before moving to the other side of your body. “I want to hear you say it.” He hums, and you whine again.

“Fuck me…” You say, “Please.”

“C’mere.” He rasps, his hands letting go of your wrists he turns you away from him, his hands on your hips now he presses you into him. Your heart races as his hands move down your thighs, his fingertips pressing firmly into your skin as he pulls your dress up with ease. You press your ass into him and he groaned as you teased him. “Enough.” He chuckles and holds you still with one arm wrapping around your body and one hand moves back down your bare thigh, his fingertips turning into his short nails running up your thigh making you shudder again.

He chuckles as you try to wiggle against him, trying to cause some kind of friction between the two of you, but he's strong and holding you still as his hand travels toward your underwear. You can feel him getting hard as his fingers just grace over the fabric of your underwear, and a moan finds its way from your throat. It encourages him to press his fingers into the fabric making you tremble again.

“This is what I do to you?” He breathes, moving his fingers against the fabric feeling the warmth and wetness on his fingers as you attempt to shift beneath him. He chuckles again, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric and pressing against your slick center. Your head falls back into his chest as he groans, a finger playing with your arousal, your legs spreading to give him room. “Look at you, a mess.” He hums, a smile on his lips. “Let’s get you to bed.” He moved his hands from you and you whimpered at the sudden loss of contact.

You weren’t used to this side of him at all. A bit of darkness yet fun. It was hot, it was exciting, and it made you want him even more. When you got back to his room his lips found yours with ease, his hands moving to take his jacket off as he walked you toward his bed. You sat back on it, and he helped you make your way up to his pillows, laying you down and kissing your neck and chest. Your legs opened so he had space to lay between them.

You reached for his shirt, your fingertips finding warm soft skin as he tore his shirt off with ease. A toned and tattooed body underneath the black t-shirt, your eyes following every curve of his muscles and every dark black contrasting line of tattoos. You bit your lip as your hands ran up his stomach, your eyes following along as they traveled to his chest and up to his shoulders where your fingernails gently yet firmly ran down his soft skin. He smiled down at you, dark hair falling around his carved out features. He was dreamy at that moment.

Finally his mouth made its way back to you, lips pressing firmly into yours. You could kiss him forever, but it was only a few seconds before his lips traveled back down your neck chest as your fingertips continued to dig into his broad shoulders. You could feel him grinding into you as his lips moved against your skin and you were growing impatiently, your hands finding his waist, trying to blindly undo his pants. He chuckles against your skin.

“Impatient.” He hummed, moving away from you.

You couldn’t respond as he began to unbutton his pants and after getting them off he slid his hands up your thighs, pushing your dress above your hips, a smile as he reached for your underwear fingers grabbing at the waistband and pulling them down. It was a weird feeling to have one of your good friends see you like that, but it was Yugyeom, and the way he looked at you made you feel like the most beautiful woman on earth. The way his lips curled into a smile, his warm eyes darkened with dilated pupils. You could feel a blush creeping over your face as he took you into his gaze like a painting and you helped him speed the process up by pulling your dress completely over your head and tossing it to the side.

“You’re so beautiful.” He softly murmured his hands moving up your legs to your thighs and your body flushed red hot at his words and how his palms felt on your skin, another whimper escaping your throat as he his fingers danced up your thigh higher.

“Please.” You whine, without being able to stop yourself. He chuckles lightly again, his hands moving to find yours, his hands wrapping around your wrists as he uses his legs to part your thighs, making your teeth dig into your bottom lip, as he pressed his body weight against you. He

pinned you down, his lips hovering over yours as grinded himself against you making you whimper. You could feel that he was hard, and it only turned you on more. You couldn’t move much, but you gave him more space by spreading your knees even more, rolling your hips up to him.

One hand unwrapped from your wrist and he brought it down your mouth, his fingers run against your bottom lip and you open your mouth for him, a smile spreading across his lips as he held your mouth there kissing you even more passionately than before, again using his tongue to swipe over your bottom lip, just to tease you. You whimper more, and he brings his long fingers back over your mouth. “Open.” He whispered, and you don’t hesitate as he slides in his middle and ring fingers pressing against your tongue as he smirks, satisfied. You suck on them with enthusiasm, and he bites his bottom lip grinding against you again.

“Good.” He hums after a few more seconds, removing them from your mouth and moving them to your center.

He makes room for his hand as he slides it down your wet center. Your breathing hitched audibly at the feeling, his fingers just playing against your warmth. Again you’re rolling your hips up to meet him and again he’s chuckling at your impatience. This time he slips those same fingers into you, slowly at first, and a moan escapes your throat as you struggle to breath normally. He takes his time, his grip around your wrist letting up as his focus is on pumping his fingers in and out of you.

“Fuck…” You whimper, your brows furrowing as he slides his fingers up to your clit making you jolt. You’re so sensitive, the whole time he had been working you up, now you were soaking his hand.

“So wet for me.” He hums, his eyes on you as your hands find his broad shoulders again. “So perfect.” He grins, continuing to pump his fingers in and out of you. You can’t really form words, you just shudder and moan again. Your head spinning as your eyes flutter shut. His lips find your trembling bottom lip but move down your chin to your neck and you can feel his teeth grazing your sensitive skin again. It makes you cry out again, and you want more of him.

“Yugyeom… I… I want you.” You breathe heavily, “I need you…” You manage to sputter out and he hums again.

“Say it again.” He groans, “Just like that.”

“I need you.” You moan, and your breath hitches again as he pulls his fingers from you. You already missed feeling him, and you breathed heavily as he moved to take off his boxer briefs and you couldn’t help but watch him move back toward you. He was perfect, a sheen of sweet made his skin glow as he moved his cock against your center.

“Are you sure?” He asks, just running himself down your wet folds making you whine. You nod, and he raises his brows. “Tell me again.”

“I need you. Please.” You say through gritted teeth.

He doesn’t waste another second, his big hands holding onto your hips as he slowly sinks into you. Your mouth falls open as your fingernails dig into his skin, and as he rolls his hips into you a perfect sound spills from his throat. He rocks into you but holds steady as a whimper escapes your own mouth, and he presses his body weight onto you as you wait for him to move. He rolls his hips as his forehead presses into yours, his eyes falling shut as he moans again. You wanted to hear more from him, your hands wrapping around his shoulders as he began to move at a steady pace. The feeling of him rocking into you, mixed with his body pressed tightly against yours was almost too much to bear as your own eyes fell shut.

“God…” You cry, “Yugy…eom.” you don’t know why you say his name, but it comes out in pieces, as he sinks deeper into you, making you shake beneath him. He doesn’t say anything, but a whiny moan is sung into your mouth as he kisses you again. It’s sloppier than before and your mouth hangs open as his next thrust is harder than the last, making you yelp. He chuckles at that, but you can’t even retort as his pace starts to speed up, his hips slamming into yours.

He becomes more and more whiny and aggressive as he continues to move his hips and thrust into you, and you can feel an orgasm starting to swell, your head already fuzzy and your eyes fluttering shut as you quiver. Your brain is only focusing on that feeling of heat and his body pressed against you, your fingernails moving down his back holding him as close as possible. Your moans turn into whimpers and small curses, and it encourages him to slam even harder into you.

You can feel that he’s getting there, it's all breathing heavily and the sound of him moaning and groaning. His own head falling into the crook of your neck as he becomes more sloppy and rough. You’re gasping at this point, your head starting to spin as he used his hands to raise your hips just enough to hit that perfect spot. Your moans turning into guttural sounds, you don’t even process the fact that pleasure starts to wash over you, his own orgasm sputtering out as his rhythm deteriorates into slow but deep thrusts that make you shake beneath him. Your own orgasm rolls through you, your entire body tingling as you cry out your limbs falling weak as he collapses into you.

“Fuck.” You sigh, your breathing still heavy, his lips are pressing into your shoulders, he hums against your skin. He giggles again, pulling away from you, and you gasp at the feeling of emptiness as he lays beside you. He pulls you close to him, his lips pressing into your forehead as you start to catch your breath.

“You okay?” He asks, after a few minutes of silence, one of his fingers had been playing with your hair and you nod looking up at him.

“I’m impressed.” You giggle, “I didn’t know you could do that.” He laughed too, his pretty smile coming out.

“I can do more too.” He taunts, and your eyebrows raise as you push yourself up to look at him head on.

“You wanna show me?” You ask, and he lets out another hearty laugh but nods before pushing you down and kissing your lips again.

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thisisleanne · 1 day ago

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Mingi x Plus Size fem!Reader

When a secret crush on your friend leads to something more.

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A/N: This came to me in a dream lol. I couldn’t help but think how Mingi would handle a bigger girl so I wanted to write something for us! (i am a bigger girl) So here it is! Please let me know what you think even if you’re Anon in my messages! and if you have any other one shot ideas (even fluff or angsty) im currently writing for Yunho/Mingi from Ateez and Yugyeom/Jackson/Mark from Got7… anyway i hope you enjoy!

Warnings: SMUT 18+ MDNI. unprotected sex (do not do this IRL this is fiction). Nothing too aggressive or rough, more passionate. in case it’s not clear: this is a work of FICTION.

Saturday night’s at Mingi’s apartment became a regular occurrence. It had been for months and tonight was no different. There were always snacks, drinks, and a good movie. The two of you would sit side by side and watch a familiar favorite and sometimes when feeling bold something new. You always looked forward to spending time with him, and if you were being honest you had a big crush on him. He didn’t seem to know, even though all your friends could figure it out. You wouldn’t dare tell him. How embarrassing would that be? To be rejected would mean things could or would change between you, and for now being his friend was good enough.

“That new girl at work asked me out.” He said sometime halfway through the movie, and your attention snapped to him. Watching as he put popcorn into his mouth.

“The one you were telling me about?” You ask. It had been a week or two since she started. Mingi told you all about how she’d follow him around the office and try to talk to him during lunch. He seemed unphased when he talked about it, but now it was interesting.

“Yeah.” He shrugged, placing the popcorn on his coffee table, “Tonight actually.” You felt your stomach churn.

“Oh” You managed throat going dry, sending you reaching for your drink, needing the alcohol to burn your throat so you didn’t say anything that sounded like a hint of jealousy. “Why didn’t you go? Can you still meet up with her? I can totally leave?”

He let out a short laugh, “Y/n, Saturday’s are our nights.”

You let out a short laugh too, your head spinning, “But Min… You could’ve skipped tonight if you wanted to go out with that girl… what does she look like anyway?”

He shrugged, “She has… blonde hair?” He furrowed his brows, “Honestly I don’t know… and besides that I didn’t want to go with her.”

You tried to mask the giant smile spreading across your lips, he clearly wasn’t interested in her, you tried to push, just to see. “Is she your type? Is she tall… thin? What color eyes?”

“Woah… I need to speak to my lawyer before an interrogation.” He chuckles, his deep voice rumbling. “I don’t like her.” he said, “She’s not my type.”

A silent cheer erupts inside of you, but now you have more questions. You’d seen girls who practically threw themselves at Mingi. He was handsome and tall. He was sweet and kind. You tried to think of a time he’d gone home with a girl, what she looked like, but you couldn’t think of one.

“What is your type?” You ask, the movie long forgotten though his eyes were fixed on the screen. He shook his head, a laugh escaping his lips again, his eyes moving over to you.

“God,” He sighs, “What's with you tonight?” his voice is playful so you don’t back track.

“I just thought about how I’ve never seen you with a girl… you never talk about it if you’re with them…”

“You don’t talk about guys you see…” He retorts, and you laugh.

“I don’t see guys.” You reply, finishing your glass of soju and reaching for the bottle.

“Why not?” He asks, you shrug taking a swing from your glass and looking back at him. You look for a lie, something so you don’t have to tell him because I like you stupid boy.

“I hate guys.” You muse, which isn’t a lie. He laughs. “Okay so now you.”

“I don’t see girls because the ones that throw themselves at me aren’t my type.” You raise your brows. Beautiful women have thrown themselves at him, you’ve seen it before, watched them flip their beautiful hair and flash pearly white grins. You let out another laugh, he had to be lying, you thought.

“So then what is Song Mingi’s type?” You ponder, and he blushes, your eyes widen. “Min!” You slap him playfully, “Is there something you want to tell me?” This whole time right in front of you it was clear, Mingi didn’t have a type of woman. He clearly liked men.

“You’re my type.” The words left his mouth casually, as he reached for the rest of the soju. You let out a short laugh, because, well, you were in shock. You watched as he finished off the soju. Your cheeks flushed more red, your skin burns hot. Maybe he was joking. He had to be right?

You hadn’t moved, you couldn’t even if you wanted to. You were frozen, and he made his way back. New bottle of soju in his hand. You just looked at him, and he took a few moments before looking at you.

“What?” He asked, “I- I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“I’m not.” you say quickly, “I’m not.”

“You’re the most silent I’ve ever heard.”

“I was just trying to see if you were joking.” He rolls his eyes, before they land on you.

“Why would I joke about that?” You sighed, maybe Mingi didn’t get it.

Growing up, in a bigger body meant things like that happened. You had to deal with people joking with you about dating or down right being disgusted by the idea. As you got older it became worse, with men wanting to keep you a secret, use you for sex, or meeting you and ghosting you soon after. That’s why you didn’t like to date. It was a mental torture.

“I just… I’m surprised.” You bring a hand over your face, “You’re just… You. and I’m me.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Mingi your a total babe.” You groan, “And I’m me.”

“You’re beautiful.” He snapped, “Every part of you. Including your sick little brain that tells you you’re not beautiful.” Your back to shock again, not to mention the butterflies he normally gave you felt more like giant birds. You had to pick your jaw up off the couch. “I like you. I’ve liked you for a while. And not just your looks either. Everything. You’re funny, smart, witty, kind… I just didn’t want to ruin our friendship, so since you don’t like me can we just please go back to watching the movie? We can forget I said anything, and just continue being friends.”

“And if I do like you?” The words leave your mouth faster than you can stop them, the soju giving you more courage that you would’ve had without it. He turns his head back toward you, now he’s in shock.

“Do you, really?” His brows furrow, and you hate how adorable he looks when confused. You nod, and watch as he closes the space between you, stopping to place his glass on the table, but his nose grazed yours. Your eyes flutter down and shut by the time his lips finally connect with yours, and it leaves you breathless. Still in shock it takes you a few seconds to take it in. The taste of soju on his tongue as it dips into your mouth leaves your head dizzy and your hands find his broad shoulders. Nails lightly digging into the fabric of his black t-shirt. His hands find the curves of your sides and more down to your hips, and though you usually hate it, you take comfort in the feeling of his big hands on you.

You had thought about what it would be like to kiss him for a while now, this was even better. He was good. He knew exactly how to move his lips and use his tongue, and you pulled him even closer to you, his body pressing against yours as your fingernails found the nape of his neck, gently running down his skin. He had done the same, daydreaming about kissing you, feeling your soft lips against his. He loved feeling your body, how soft you were in his hands, he loved feeling it when you even hugged him goodbye, this was heaven.

His hands moved up your curves fingers slipping under the hem of your shirt causing you to giggle, it tickled and you squirmed your lips parting from his.

“Is- Is that okay?” he asked and you nod, “We can stop if you want. Any time you want.”

“I don’t want you to stop.” You admit, blush creeping over your cheeks and he smirked, nudging you with his nose again, this time his fingers are hooking under your shirt, pulling it up over your head and you move to help him. Usually you’d feel like you needed to hide, but Mingi’s eyes on you made you want more of him. insecurity didn’t cross your mind as his lips met back with yours. He only lingered there for a few seconds, “You’re perfect.” he hums, his deep voice rolling out into your mouth making you move to kiss him. Your teeth gently nipping at his bottom lip, making him groan.

His lips only last there for a few more seconds before they’re moving down your neck and to your bare chest. His hands finding new places to grab and caress, your chest arching toward him involuntarily as he used his tongue to swipe against your warm skin. You couldn’t help but bite your bottom lip, his teeth sinking into the same spot he was kissing seconds ago. You moan as your body swells with heat. You notice the imbalance of clothes and reach to pull off his shirt, he moves to help you and clings back to your neck like two magnets snapping together. Your nails slide down his neck again, and over his shoulders and you can see the goosebumps that follow and he moans against your skin. You can feel him growing more and more hungry, his hands moving down your chest, a hand slipping under the waistband of your pants and between your thighs. You whimper your thighs parting to make room for him and his eyes find yours.

“So wet for me…” He rasps, “let me take you to my bedroom.” You nod rapidly, and he moves his hand to grab yours.

It’s a mad dash once you’re in there, your hands moving to his waistband as he moves to yours. He leans down to kiss you more, hungrier, sloppier than before. He gets your pants off and then his, before his big hands are back on you. He looks at you like a painting, and you’ve never felt more beautiful as his palms slowly move down your sides, every curve being caressed, his lips down your chest and stomach making you blush. He ends up on his knees in front of you and it makes your heart flutter to see his pretty eyes looking up at you. He looks so pretty on his knees, mouth ajar, lips swollen and pink, his tongue sweeping over them as he continues to admire every inch of you.

His fingers run up your legs and thighs and over the curves of your ass, where he gets a hand full and you giggle as his fingers hook into the waistband of your underwear, pulling them down. “Can I taste you?” He asks and you nod, blushing as he nods for you to sit on his bed. You sit back as he moves toward you, his lips finding your thighs, his hands hooking around and grabbing them apart, pulling you closer to his mouth. “I’ve dreamed about this.” He rasps as he begins to devour you.

One of your hands finds his hair, pushing it out of his face so you can see his pretty eyes, and he moans when your eyes meet his. His tongue laps at you, and he pushes further into you with his tongue as his fingers dig into your thighs holding you apart for him. He was good, and he was savoring the moment tasting you as he lapped at your arousal. His tongue moved up to your clit and his lips latched onto you making your moans falter into more of a cry, your head falling back onto the bed as you rolled your hips against his face. You couldn’t control yourself, and he was loving every second of being between your thick thighs. He was so vocal about it, his deep voice rumbled into you as he moaned and growled trying his best to keep you still. Your head is spinning when you feel a hand move from your thigh, and you can feel a long finger slipping into you easily, it makes you whimper and he adds another finger curling his fingers as he pumps them in and out of you.

“Mingi…” Your voice shakes as he continues to lap and suck on you, your orgasm starting to swell in the pit of your stomach, between his mouth and his fingers you weren’t able to hold it together. You were falling apart, your moans turning into squeaking whines, your voice shaking. He was hitting the right spot with his fingers and his tongue. He didn’t care to make a mess, burying his face between your legs, making sure he didn’t miss a beat in making you feel good.

“Come on, princess.” He growls, his fingers not stopping his relentless movements, “Cum in my mouth.” He rumbles and you didn’t have much of a choice, as you cried out a string of curses, your body shaking beneath him. Your vision was long gone as you squeezed your eyes shut your hands grasping for his bedsheets. He doesn’t stop his tongue, enjoying every last drop he can as you lay there your eyes closed.

“Fuck.” You breathe slowly pushing yourself up as he meets you halfway, red puffy lips still wet from you. You kiss him this time, sloppy, nasty, your tongue slipping into his mouth and when he returns his you suck on it, a hum from your throat. “My turn.” You pull away and he looks at you. Your hands reaching for the waistband of his sweatpants, you could tell he wasn’t wearing underwear, and it was confirmed as you pulled his long thick cock free. He’s hard already and you switch spots with him on the bed.

“I’ve dreamt about this…” He moans, as your hand wraps around him your eyes finding him as you lick a long wet line up his shaft, he bites his bottom lip, keeping his eyes on you. You stroke him slowly, using your saliva to keep him wet.

“Keep talking to me…” You say, “I want to hear how good I am.” You blink up at him before taking him into your mouth, just the tip at first.

“Keep those pretty eyes on me.” He rumbles, and you do as you use your tongue over his tip, swirling your saliva around him. “Take more, please.” He begs, and you oblige, stretching your mouth around him as he moans in a deep breathy voice, “So perfect.”

You start slowly, taking him as far back into your mouth as you can but making sure to pull all the way back. Your eyes still looking up at him as you take him further, into your throat, your eyes watering as you bob there, and he moans even louder. You moan too, around his length and the vibration makes him shudder. Watching his head fall back you take pride in it. You got him right where you want him and you take him until you gag but don’t pull off yet. You don’t dare as you bob your head more, and he growls a hand coming up into your hair, a tight grip on it as you suck in your cheeks pulling off him, your hands coming up to stroke him as you pull away, taking a breath his eyes finding yours.

You know you probably look rough, there’s saliva dripping from your lips, your eyeliner is definitely smudged from this or when he made you cum. But you’re watching Mingi lose control, his face red, his eyes fixated on you.

“You beautiful girl.” He rasps, and you wrap your lips around him again. His grip on your hair somehow grows tighter but he’s not pushing you, just holding you still. Then you feel his hips thrust up, his cock sliding into your throat easier now, and you moan around him. Your hands finding his bare thighs, your fingernails gently but firmly scraping into his skin as he fucks your mouth slowly. You’re expecting him to finish like this, you want him too, his brows furrowing as he lets deep moans roll from his throat. “Not like this.” He groans and you suck off him again, taking another breath he pulls you toward him, eagerly, his lips hungry.

“How do you want me?” You whimper, your lips still lingering on his. This ignited something feral in him.

“Turn around, grab that pillow… both of them…” You listen to him, following every instruction, “Under your hips, good.” You stick your ass out for him, without him asking and he growls at the sight of you, every single curve on display as you look back at him. A hand slaps your ass and you whimper and giggle moving your hips back towards him as he gets closer, lining himself up with you, and you brace yourself for him, your fingers curling into his sheets holding tight as he moves agonizingly slow into you. The stretch alone feels good, your mouth falling open as you moan. “So fucking good.” He groans, his palms gliding over your ass to your hips, grabbing tightly as he thrusts himself fully into you.

The feeling of him filling you is addicting, you need him to move but instead you grind back onto him, “Fuck.” You whimper, moving again. He lets you move, use him like a toy.

“Just like that.” He rasps, “Show me how good my cock makes you feel.” You throw it back harder, a little faster and you crave to hear him moaning more and more. His eyes admire the way your body moves, every jiggle and every bounce making him want more. You keep up a steady pace, the two of you just sounds of bodies crashing together and moans, whimpers, and growls. Your stamina starts to weaken as your stomach starts to flutter with the start of another orgasm, and you clench around him sloppily, sinking onto his cock until he takes over. His pace is relentless, energized, you don’t even move now, just trying to hold steady as he pounds into you. Your body trembles as he hits your spot and your brain gets foggy.

“fuck.” You cry, “Mingi…” you whine.

“C’mere. I want to watch you as you cum again.” He groans, and you hate the feeling of him sliding out of you, leaving you empty as you move over to face him, his hands scrambling for the pillows, “put these under your hips.” he instructs and you nod quickly moving them and he helps you into the perfect spot before slowly sinking into you, both of you letting out a shaking moan. He picks back up to the pace he was at, and you watch as his eyes fall shut, he uses his entire body to press against you as he grunts your hands reaching for his bare broad shoulders.

“Mingi—“ You cry, “I’m so close.” His hips slam into you faster, your words falling back into nonsense as one hand grips your hips, the other moving to your clit making your legs shake as both motions make your orgasm start to peak. Before you can feel him twitch inside of you, his own words become a deep growl as he releases inside of you. You followed behind, your eyes tearing as you cried out. Your body jerks away from him as your brain turns into mush, your body on fire as you continue to tremble beneath him. He stays inside of you, and you don’t want him to go yet as he leans toward you, his lips kissing yours lazily.

“Fuck.” He groans, and you nod in agreement.

“Yeah.” You breathe heavily, he slowly slides out of you, the two of you gasp in response. He doesn’t go far, immediately cuddling into your side, head nuzzling into the crook of your neck. His lips pressing against your skin, his hand coming up to turn your face toward him. “You’ve daydreamed about this?” You smirk, his nose nudging yours as he smirks nodding, suddenly sheepish.

“It was better than I’d imagined.” He grins. You laugh and shake your head before kissing him again.

“You should’ve told me…” He sighs. “We could’ve done this sooner.” You giggle again.

“Better late than never.” You shrug and he laughs now too. He sits up, and looks down at you with a smile on his lips. He looks so pretty now too, even with swollen lips and messy hair.

“Okay perfect girl, let’s get you cleaned up and get some food… and then we can do this again.” You let out a laugh as he puts his hands out to you, helping you up.

“We have all the time in the world now.” You smile, and he does too.

“I’m not wasting anymore.” He smiles before pulling you up with him.

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