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sunflowerseob · 16 days ago

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Late Night Callings | Hwang Intak

You and your boyfriend decide to make some late night sundaes, only to find that what you're really craving is each other

🍨 Pairing: boyfriend!hwangintak x reader

🍨 Word Count: 2.9k

🍨 Genre: Established relationship, smut, pwp, fluff, some humor

🍨 Rating: 18+

🍨 Warnings: Reader and Intak are both high lmao, explicit language, terrible innuendos because reader is h word for their boyfriend, scratching, making out, groping, hair pulling, biting, marking, teasing, use of a blindfold, food play, sub Intak, dom reader, temperature play, oral (m receiving), deepthroating, unprotected sex (pls be safe ‼️), riding, praise, choking, it's soft at the end but also chaotic 🍒

A/N: Surprise 🎉 It's a few days late rip but this fic was supposed to be a bday present for my bestie @leepace 🥹🥳 I look up to and admire you and your writing so much and I feel so lucky and happy that we met 🥺 I can always feel safe just completely being myself with you and the other writer besties and it means the absolute world to me 🫶🏻 Thanks for always matching my freak 🤩 Ily bestie and I hope I was able to do your mans justice 🫡

P. S. I still have my Jongseob fic coming on day 28 for Kinktober so please look forward to that 👻

Masterlist

“Babe?”

Your boyfriend giggled cutely next to you, “What is it, love?”

“I fear we might be too high to do this.” you answered as you pouted back at him.

He leaned over and swiftly pecked your cheek, making your lips curl up into a small smile instead.

“Baby, we’re just making sundaes. It’s not like it’s rocket science.” he teased you with a raised brow.

“It might as well be.” you groaned, feeling intimidated as you took in everything laid out on the counter in front of you.

Two bowls, an opened container of vanilla ice cream, an ice cream scoop, a can of whipped cream, and three jars each containing caramel, hot fudge, and cherries stared back at you.

“You got this, love. They’re gonna taste so fucking good by the time we’re done.”

Your boyfriend handed you the scoop, and you reluctantly set to trying to scrape out some ice cream. It hadn’t softened enough yet though, and you felt yourself quickly getting frustrated again. The simplest tasks really became so daunting when you were high. You were starting to regret suggesting the late night sundaes in the first place.

“Takieeee.” you whined as the scoop stuck into the frozen dessert and refused to budge.

He chuckled at your distress, “My poor baby. Do you need some help?”

You just looked up at him with pleading eyes and nodded. Intak’s much larger hand wrapped around your own before guiding it back to the ice cream scoop, your combined strength making a significant difference.

“We just made that ice cream our bitch.” you declared proudly once you had scooped your desired amount into each bowl.

“Damn right we did, baby.” your boyfriend agreed before pressing a kiss to your temple, “Now, onto toppings.”

You laid a hand on his chest and leaned closer.

“You can top me.”

You tried your best to sound seductive, but you ended up just dissolving into a fit of giggles. Intak playfully pushed you away, his hand holding you at a distance as you continued to laugh uncontrollably.

“Okay, perv. Try to control yourself.” he scolded you as he rolled his eyes, but the dumb grin spreading across his features gave away that he was clearly joking.

It took you several moments to be able to catch your breath again. You held your hand out to your boyfriend, “Alright babe, cream me.”

“Y/N, I SWEAR TO GOD”

You scoffed, immediately feigning innocence.

“I meant hand me the whipped cream, you freak. God Takie, you need to get your mind out of the gutter.”

“Okay, brat, you know what.”

Intak grabbed the can of whipped topping, and by the time your fuzzy brain realized what he had in mind, it was too late. You let out a squeal as he completely covered your nose with the fluffy substance.

“Babe, really!” you exclaimed in disbelief as the cream began to slip down your nose and onto your lips and chin.

Your boyfriend didn’t even bother hiding his amused smirk, holding your eyes as he opened his mouth and filled it with whipped cream.

“Oh, love, you got something on your face.” he mocked as he brushed his own nose with his finger.

You crossed your arms as you glared back at him, “Yeah, no shit.”

“Aw, don’t worry baby. I got you.”

That was your only warning before Intak’s mouth descended on your nose, making you scream in surprise as his lips and tongue made quick work of the mess.

He wore a shit eating grin when he pulled back, tongue darting back out to clear any white remains from his own mouth.

“Ewwwww, I hate youuuuu.”

A small gasp escaped you as strong arms circled around your waist to pull you towards him.

“No you don’t. You love me.” Intak retorted, his tone cocky.

His dark eyes briefly settled on your lips, reminding you of the whipped cream still lingering there. You licked around your mouth, your boyfriend’s gaze following the path of your tongue. His hands dug harder into your hips, and the next time he exhaled it was noticeably shaky. The kitchen suddenly felt significantly warmer, and you realized it was more than just your high that was making you feel all tingly.

“Takie…” you whispered, need evident in your voice.

The way Intak’s hands flexed around your waist gave away just how much he was fighting to retain self control. Your own hands snuck under the back of his shirt, and goosebumps formed under your fingers as they trailed over his warm skin.

“You still craving something sweet, baby?” you asked coyly, your nails scraping against his lower back and making his eyelids flutter slightly.

“Fuck.”

You watched in real time as his final thread of control snapped, and then his lips descended hungrily on your own. You moaned at his familiar taste as his tongue eagerly dove in. Kissing him was always amazing, but when you were high like this it was almost euphoric.

Intak turned your body so that he had you pressed up against the counter, his lips never leaving yours. His hands abandoned your hips to grab at your ass instead, and you groaned into the kiss. Your fingers slid further up his back until they were poking out of his collar and tangling in the ends of his honey blonde waves.

“Off…please…” you requested against his lips.

He immediately obliged, his black tee making its way to the kitchen floor. You greedily ran your hands over the newly exposed skin, and your boyfriend hissed when your nails brushed over one of his nipples. A wicked idea began to take root inside your brain. You hummed to yourself as your lips followed the line of his jaw, “Takie?”

“Yes, love? Shit.” he swore suddenly when you nipped at his neck before sucking hard enough to leave a mark.

Your tongue soothed the spot a moment later, and Intak inhaled sharply.

“Babe, do you trust me?” you queried softly as you placed loving kisses along his collarbones.

“Something tells me that, fuck, in this moment I shouldn’t. But I still do, so yes.”

You lifted your head to seek out his mouth again, muffling the moan that Intak let out. He pushed you harder against the counter, and you could feel the outline of his erection against your thigh. You sighed before biting down on his lower lip, dragging it out as you pulled back from the kiss, “Good. Because I wanna try something… Can you close your eyes for me, baby?”

“Fuck, yeah, okay.” came your boyfriend’s slightly breathless reply.

His eyes obediently fell closed, and desire pooled low in your stomach. You slowly walked around to stand behind him, and you watched as the muscles in Intak’s back and shoulders tensed at the change in position. You couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction, he was always so fun to play with.

“Relax, Takie.” you teased him, lips right next to his ear.

You noticed the way his hands clenched and unclenched at his sides.

“Love, please. Touch me. Just, god, do something. Please.” he pleaded, like a dog getting impatient waiting for a treat.

Your teeth tugged at his ear in response, making Intak shudder. One of your hands snaked into his hair, nails scraping against his scalp as your fingers slid higher. Your boyfriend whimpered quietly at your touch, and you had to resist the urge to moan. Using both hands, you meticulously began to untie the black and neon green bandana that was wrapped around his head. Intak always looked so hot when he wore them, but right now you needed the garment to serve a different purpose.

You carefully lowered the fabric, peeking over his shoulder to make sure that it settled over his still closed eyes before retying the knot at the back. You gently took one of his hands to try to help ground him, “You still with me, baby?”

He squeezed back, his grip tight, and slowly nodded his head. You kept your hold on his hand as you came to stand in front of him again.

“Holy shit, baby.” you groaned, your eyes drinking him in, “You look so good like this. So pretty.”

Your boyfriend’s teeth dug into his plush bottom lip. Your eyes were drawn to his throat as he swallowed nervously. You glanced at the counter behind you, taking in your abandoned bowls of ice cream that were just starting to melt. With your free hand, you grabbed a spoon and scooped some of the frozen dessert. The ice cream was startlingly cold as it hit your tongue, and you held it in your mouth as you leaned forward to press your lips to Intak’s chest.

“Fuck!” he cried out at the sudden coolness, and you opened your mouth to let more of the substance drip down his skin.

Your tongue immediately followed the trail, and a series of breathy moans escaped your boyfriend’s lips. He hissed and his nails dug into the hand he was still holding when your wet muscle flicked over one of his perked nipples.

“Fucking shit.”

You tittered at his growled profanity.

“Aw, my Takie. Always so sensitive.” you cooed before pulling back from him.

“Always.” Intak panted out, “For you.”

You instinctively rubbed your thighs together and surveyed the other contents of the counter. Your boyfriend whined when your hand slipped from his grasp, making you smile to yourself as you reached for one of the jars. The hot fudge was no longer hot, but it was still warm in your hand. Not like you were planning on using it for the sundae anymore anyway.

His words trailed off as you got to work licking and sucking up the mess you had made. The warm sugar mixed with the taste of his skin had your mind growing that much more hazy. Your hands settled on his hips, fingers digging in while you licked a line up his toned stomach. Intak’s hands fisted your hair as he held you against him.

You retrieved a clean spoon and dipped it into the jar. The chocolate dripped from the utensil as you stepped closer to Intak. You let some fall onto your finger just to make sure that it wasn’t too warm to the touch. Ah, perfect. The blonde before you was trembling when you placed a hand against his chest. You used your other hand to carefully tip the spoon to drizzle the hot fudge down his torso. Your boyfriend chuckled slightly, “You know when you suggested sundaes, this isn’t exacly, ahhh, what I thought you meant. Ohhhh fuuuuuck.”

“Fuck. Please. Oh god, love.”

You nipped one of his hip bones, fingers slipping into his sweats and tugging them down slightly. Your boyfriend whimpered above you, encouraging you to pull them down further to finally expose his fully hard cock. You wasted no time before lowering yourself to your knees and running your tongue along the underside. One of Intak’s hands immediately shot out to grip onto the counter behind you. You laughed wickedly, “Getting a little weak in the knees there, babe?”

He groaned, his dick twitching in front of your face.

“Can you, shit, fucking blame me?”

“Don’t you pass out on me now, Takie.” you warned playfully before looking behind you to grab the can of whipped cream.

“Hah, yeah, uh, no promises.”

His face flushed deeply in the kitchen lights, and your heart squeezed with affection. Whipped cream in hand, you sprayed a generous amount just above his tip. Intak’s breath hitched, his legs shaking and threatening to buckle.

“You’re fucking insane.”

“Well, yes.” you confirmed before taking him into your mouth, tongue swirling around to make sure you got all the cream.

“Oh my fuck.” Intak moaned, his other hand settling on top of your head.

You hummed as your lips slid further down his length, going until you could feel him hit the back of your throat. The way he jerked inside your mouth let you know that he wouldn’t last long, and fuck if you didn’t love how sensitive he always was to you. As soon as you began bobbing your head, he was crying out and tugging hard at the strands he was gripping. You put all your energy and focus into getting him to fall over the edge, sucking him off fast and messy.

“Wait…please…”

His desperate words didn’t register at first, so you continued to gag around him. But then he used his hold on your hair to pull you off, a string of saliva trailing from your lips to his tip.

“Takie…what’s…wrong?” you questioned as you fought to catch your breath.

He reached behind him to untie the bandana so that you could see his eyes as he looked down at you. His pupils were blown wide, but he also looked worried? Before you could say anything, he was speaking again, his words breathless and rushed, “Don’t wanna…come yet. Please love…wanna…fuck you.”

“Babe, are you sure?” you queried, blinking up at him.

Intak reached down to help pull you to your feet, bringing you back up to eye level.

“Fuck…please. Need you.”

And when he begged so sweetly who were you to refuse him.

“Alright, baby. I’ll give you what you want.” you assured him, leaning forward to connect your lips, “On your back for me, Takie.”

He cutely scrambled to lay back on the kitchen floor, and you held onto the counter as you stepped out of your leggings and panties. You swiped the can of whip cream from the floor and the jar of cherries off the counter, just in case. You were both still definitely riding your high, but you also were now high on each other. Intak was so fucked out that he didn’t even seem to notice when you set the two items on the floor next to him before straddling his waist. The two of you moaned out in unison as you sank down onto him.

“Fuck.” you hissed at the familiar and pleasant stretch.

“Oh shit, love, you feel so fucking good. Not gonna last long, baby.”

“It’s okay, babe. You just keep being good for me. Be my good boy, yeah?”

Intak twitched inside you, “Fuck, yes. I’m your good boy.”

Your hands splayed across his chest as you started riding him fast and hard, and his hands held onto your hips for dear life, fingers digging into your skin harshly.

“Does my good boy wanna come?” you asked him, your nails scratching lightly down his torso.

Your boyfriend gave a high pitch whine underneath you as his eyes rolled back in the most delicious way.

“Please. Love. Wanna come.”

You swore, your walls clenching tight around him. Fucking him high somehow felt even better, and it had you coming undone that much faster. You felt possessed as one of your hands curled around Intak’s throat, applying the tiniest amount of pressure as you continued spearing yourself on his cock. His lip trembled as he looked up at you with those big puppy dog eyes that you loved so much. Fuck, you loved this man.

“Been so good for me, Takie. You can come, baby.” you told him, your thumb stroking right over his pulse point.

His whole body shuddered almost violently underneath you before you felt him filling you up. Afterwards he just laid there in a fucked out daze with the dopiest grin on his face. Your free hand reached down to where your bodies were connected to swipe across your swollen clit. You had already been right on the edge so it only took a few more strokes.

“Takie, fuck. Baby, I love you so much.” you gasped out as your orgasm came crashing over you.

You braced both hands on his chest, breathing hard as you gradually came back down from your release.

“My love. You’re so perfect. Love you so much.” Intak murmured sleepily from below you.

You couldn’t help but break out in a fit of giggles as you looked down at your lovestruck idiot of a boyfriend. His blonde waves were an absolute fluffy mess, and you tenderly ran your fingers through them. Intak hummed in content, his eyes slipping closed. You probably needed to get him to bed before you both crashed out on the kitchen floor. A shower definitely wouldn’t hurt either…

You were just about to lift off of him when you remembered the whipped cream and cherries next to you. Yeah, this was not an opportunity you were going to waste. You had to cover your mouth to muffle your laughter as you sprayed two mountains of whip cream directly over Intak’s nipples. He barely stirred underneath you, making you bold enough to reach for two cherries and set them on top of the cream peaks. You were nearly crying trying to hold back your sounds of amusement, your whole body shaking with the force of it. Your boyfriend’s eyelids slowly fluttered open, and he stared up at you in confusion.

“Baby, what…” he trailed off as he looked down at his chest, and you lost it.

You started full on cackling, your head thrown back and tears slipping down your cheeks. Intak was trying so hard not to smile, but then he joined in, giggling hysterically along with you. You fell forward onto his chest, smearing the whipped cream everywhere. His arms just wrapped around you to hold you close, both of your bodies vibrating with the sound of your shared laughter. The lone thought in your head was that if someone were to ask you what love was, your answer would be this. It was this.

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