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SOOBIN :: BIAS' BIAS EP. 3 [ATEEZ'S WOOYOUNG]
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need horndog mingi with the BIGGEST breeding kink splitting you open in backstage with the adrenaline of the concert still running in his veins 😭🙏
im ngl the Freak in me came out in this one
"Mingi --" You're cut off by your own gasp, punched out of you by your boyfriend pushing his cock all the way inside of you. He almost whimpers, one of his hands holding your wrists together against the wall above your head. "Fuck -- we can't, Mingi --"
He shakes his head, pulling out until just the tip is left in you, then thrusting back in. "Gotta be quiet, baby," he reminds, almost a warning. "Can't let anyone know I'm back here fuckin' you like this."
You want to tell him that you're almost completely sure everyone already knows, that he was the exact opposite of subtle when he saw you backstage, but before the words can make it out of your throat Mingi's starting a quick pace, frantic and deep. All that comes out of you is garbled noises.
"Wanna cum in you so bad," he mumbles into your temple. You breathe out a whine and hear more than see him smile, just as breathless as you. "Wanna fill you up."
Part of you knows it's just the adrenaline -- if you try hard enough, you can still hear the lingering cheers of all those Atiny in the stands. He's so far gone already, senselessly rambling... but you want it too. You scratch at his hands around your wrists, completely at his mercy, begging, "please, Mingi, want it so bad."
He pulls away from your face to get a good look at you. He's so pretty like this, even in the dim lighting, concert makeup brushed across his eyelids. He's grinning at you like he cracked the code to getting you off. "Yeah? You'd like that, huh, baby... gonna cum in your pretty pussy then stuff it all back in with my tongue, 'kay? Gotta make sure it takes... can't wait to give you a baby."
Even through the pleasurable haze in your mind, you know you're in for a long night.
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[241116] Show! Music Core :: Ice On My Teeth :: Wooyoung
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