#body language can indicate shyness too when you can’t see someone blushing

[saitamastamaticsoup]

This fr!! Like I can feel I’m blushing bc my face feels hot but like my face doesn’t turn bright red like a tomato. Like even from another char’s perspective “he watched as you fan your face in embarrassment” or “you felt your face heating up at his words” just flows so much better than “your face flushed bright red” bc that can break emersion for readers if they are in y/n place

reminder that a lot of people, usually those w/ darker skin, can't 'blush', 'flush' or turn red in embarrassment, shame or shyness. there's nothing wrong with using these words but it does help when you add a disclaimer at the top of your post. it doesn't mean that we don't feel our cheeks heating up or that we don't feel blood rushing into our face, so those are alternatives to blushing :]

[thirsty-x1]

Sexuality | Kim Wooseok

Request:

i need me more wooseok content in my life so can you please write a smutty one shot with fem reader asking her best friend wooseok to teach her how to blow someone then afterwards he decides to return the favor? 👀

↬ Pairing: Wooseok x fem!reader.

↬ Genre: Smut, slight fluff.

↬ Warnings: explicit language, oral sex, fingering.

↬ Word Count: 2.6k+

↬ Song Recommendation: “Sexuality” by Taemin. Holds no meaning to the story but each time I listen to it, I think of Wooseok so yes. Also this performance is just... top tier.

It took every fiber in your body to control the embarrassment that had taken place in your chest when you saw Wooseok playing games on his phone, his wet hair dripping into the sofa he was laying down on.

“Are you busy?”

“Quite a lot.”

An awkward silence had followed, at least on your behalf since he didn’t seem to notice it at all. Not like it was unusual; having known each other for many years, silence was something both of you were used to. Wooseok had his quiet days where he simply enjoyed the company but wouldn’t interact at all, and since you were the same, you got along. But this time was different, the doubt at the back of your mind was burning and the curiosity made you feel more and more anxious.

“Can I ask you for something?”

“I don’t know, can you?”

Taking a deep breath, you ignored his sarcasm. “I want to learn how to give a blowjob.”

His fingers came to a stop, his eyes not leaving the screen and for a second you saw confusion on his face before he lifted the phone and hid behind it, the soft tapping indicating he went back to the game. A few minutes passed before he talked again, clearing his throat.

“And?”

…

And? Was he really asking just that?

“What do you mean with that?” He sighed at your question, pausing the game.

“Google it, search for videos, I don’t know why you are asking me.”

Even if he acted like that, his eyes weren’t meeting yours. You felt slightly guilty at making him feel like that, but who else if not him was the indicated one for this? There was no other guy you trusted more than Wooseok and he would definitely be bold and sincere with his feedback, so it was your best choice.

“I already did all that and I don’t grasp it.” You sat next to him, his stare flickering for a second towards you before going back to the floor. “Please, just– show me how to do it.”

He let out a nervous laugh. “Want me to go suck someone off for you?”

“Can you stop being stupid?” He finally looked at you, his back straightening at your tinted cheeks. “It’s not like asking this is easy for me…”

“And why do you think I am qualified for this job?”

“You’ve received blowjobs and you have a dick.” He raised his eyebrow. “You must know what feels good and what doesn’t, right?”

“Well, yeah, technically yes but–”

“And on top of that you are my best friend so I can rely on you to be good to me.”

“Yes, but–”

“Please?”

Wooseok took a breath, waiting for you to let him talk. “I can’t.” He hurried to continue as he saw your expression. “I can’t just get horny out of nowhere, I mean.”

That was a lie. “So you would teach me?”

“Of course, but since I can’t, it won’t happen…”

As you saw he started to sit up, leaving his phone aside, you sat on his lap, his eyes opening wide and before he complained, your hands grabbed the small towel on his shoulders. You began to ruffle his hair, drying it and chuckling when he relaxed, melting into your touch and his eyes fluttering shut. You kept doing it, admiring his facial features: he was attractive, always, and you noticed that but there was so much more to Wooseok than a pretty face… like the way his eyes got smaller as he tried to see something far away, or his low honey-like voice, or how shy he would get after trying to act confidently, or how he couldn’t keep his hands still whenever he talked about something that he liked, or how warm his hugs were, or how he would always sing the same song over and over again, or the way his lips pouted…

You didn’t think much about it. You didn’t think about anything as you covered his eyes with the towel and kissed him. It was just a second, pulling apart just a bit and waiting for his reaction, your heart shaking when he didn’t respond at all and just stayed like that with his face covered until he placed his hands on your waist. He got closer and joined your lips again, enjoying the sensation as he sucked in your bottom lip slightly, sighing into the kiss when he felt your tongue on his. When you stopped, the towel fell, showing you his dark gaze before you pressed small smooches on his neck, smiling as you felt his head thrown back to allow you to continue.

“Is this fine?”

He nodded, licking his lips as you unbuttoned his black shirt and continued to leave small bites on his neck. You grazed your nails down his chest, appreciating his slight shudder and the vibration of his laugh which was quickly choked by your fingers palming him.

“Wait.” You immediately pulled away, scared of making a mistake. “It won’t be comfortable for you here, it’s better if we go to my room.”

Relief washed over you and stood up, his hand gripping your arm as he took you to the bedroom you had visited so many times although this time the feeling was completely different. Usually you would lay down on his bed and listen to music, or use his computer, but now you were unbuttoning his pants until his bulge came into view. You swallowed, feeling nervous all of a sudden and he noticed, his own hands taking care of it.

“It’s not… super… y’know… maybe it’s better for a first time? I don’t know, just…” His shyness was evident on his voice as he lowered his underwear, his cheeks blushing at having you stare at him so much. “Don’t look at it so much…”

“Pretty.” His eyes widened at the compliment, his lips pouting and you could tell he was confused about whether that was a good thing or not.

“Now, you just have to hold it like this…” He showed you with his own hand first each movement, his eyes fixed on you whilst yours were fixed on his motions, which turned him on even more than before. “Here, give me your hand. Don’t go too fast since there is no lubrication and that would hurt, yes? Just slide it up and down softly…”

His previous hesitation wasn’t there anymore, completely focused on teaching you correctly. His fingers were on your hand until you grasped the rhythm, holding back his own sounds as if to not disturb you although his expression was still showing every bit of emotion. You got used to the feeling, following each of his indications until you noticed the small drop of precum at the tip, sliding your thumb to smear it, the slight contact eliciting a soft moan from him. Waiting for his next indication would take longer since it was obvious that he was worried about going too fast, so you simply leaned in and licked a stripe up the base of his cock.

Catching the way his thighs shook, you smiled. “Was that good?”

“Yes, yes, it was but if you do that with no warning–”

“I like surprising you.”

Before listening to his reply, you closed your lips around the head, appreciating his sharp intake of breath as you swirled your tongue on it. The taste was somewhere between bitter and salty, not delicious but not repulsing enough either.

“Pay attention to your teeth… the tip is very sensitive and that small part under it is even more–!” Just to try out what he had said, you teased the zone. He was right. “It f-feels better if you flatten your tongue and bob your head softly… don’t take more than what you can, if your jaw hurts just tell me.”

Awkward. That’s how you would describe the situation. Having him in your mouth, the movements, everything felt so stiff and new and even if it was your first time, you couldn’t help but to feel slightly bothered by it. You felt his hands brush your hair behind your ear, holding it softly so that it wouldn’t become annoying to you and the action made you look up. Oh. So this was why it was good; Wooseok had his lips parted, his eyes dazed as he stared back at you, his chest heaving and you could see a thin layer of sweat illuminated by the faint rays of sun coming in.

Ethereal.

It was odd seeing your best friend like this, but somehow you felt encouraged by it. Your movements were sloppy at first, the lack of practice showing but as you got used to it, fixing your posture and relaxing into it, you could feel more comfortable. When you were sure you had covered it in saliva enough, your hand stroked what you couldn’t take into your mouth, Wooseok rarely indicating you what to do now and that caught your attention. Just as you were about to ask, he pushed you away, quickly stroking himself and groaning as he came, the spurts hitting against the skin of his abdomen and chest.

“How was it?” He gave you a little smirk as he recovered. “Did I do well?”

He grabbed a few tissues and cleaned himself, throwing them aside before fixing his pants a bit. The silence made you feel anxious and you were almost sure he knew that, doing it on purpose before he leaned in, holding your chin and kissing your lips, chuckling at his own taste.

“You did very well, I’m actually impressed… It can definitely get better, though.” Wooseok didn’t give you any time to ask further about that, his arms turning you around as he hovered over you. “Another advice: don’t be with a guy that doesn’t return the favor. Probably an asshole.”

The implication sent tingles down your spine. “I never–”

“I know, so just let me teach you this too. In the future you can compare and confirm I’m the best at it.” His hands slipped under your shirt, taking it off in a swift motion and attached his lips to your neck, leaving the same marks as you did on him. “Although I’d prefer you didn’t do that.”

Even if you couldn’t see it, you could sense the small pout on his lips, but your mind was soon out of that as you felt one of his hands slipping past your shorts, humming appreciatively at your wetness as he left a trail of kisses down your chest and stomach until he reached your bottom clothes. He discarded of them, throwing it aside and looked down on you as he caressed your thighs, the contact sending electric shocks to your core.

“Don’t tease me.”

You hated the small smile on his face. “Let me explore you, I don’t know if I’ll get another chance to do this.”

His eyes roamed your body, his fingertips sliding on every inch of your skin as he tried to discover your most sensitive zones, all while you felt your juices flow down. Before you told him off again, he got rid of your panties, opening your legs wide and it was your turn to become flustered.

“Don’t stare…”

“You are beautiful.” He didn’t hesitate, although the small voice in his head was telling him to not show his feelings too much. “All of you, so wonderful…” His lips pecked yours again as his fingers came in contact with your folds. “Fuck, so wet after sucking me off.”

Maybe he intended to go slower but in a second he was between your legs, giving you no time to process his words and the emotion they carried as his tongue started to taste you, diving into your wetness immediately. It was as if your body became water at the feeling, the tingling sensation spreading to every nerve and your heart racing with every lick. Looking down, you saw his eyes were closed showing his concentration on your taste, his tongue on your inner lips before focusing on your clit, his eyes opening slowly to check on you. The eye contact made you blush, even worse when he detached from your core.

“Is there something you want?” His question perplexed you, not being able to pay attention to his words and instead looking at the slight glistening on his mouth. “Ask me whatever you want, communication is key here.” The final words were softly slurred as he pressed kisses on your inner thigh, waiting for your response.

You enjoyed the feeling, the sweet and tender touch along with the delicacy he treated you. “Can you…” Words trailed off as he brought back his full attention on you, nodding so that you finished. “Finger me?”

Wooseok felt his cock twitch. Everything was sinful, from your look to your voice and even the essence of your body, the whole thing feeling almost surreal. He rubbed your folders with his fingers, getting them wet before inserting his middle and ring finger in, sliding it carefully while biting down on his lips at the tight feeling. His tongue went back to your clit, taking a break every now and then only to mutter soft words of encouragement, his low voice making you feel dizzy.

“You can cum, y/n, don’t hold back.” His pace got quicker, his fingers curling inside of you. “Give yourself to me.”

Your fingers tangled on his hair, getting drunk on the pleasure he gave you while your insides tightening, your back arching as you tried to control the shaking of your legs. Your orgasm washed over you, chanting his name which only caused him to eat you out more fiercely, a satisfied smirk on his face as he let go of you, the lewd noise of his mouth sucking on his fingers making you feel shy.

“Thank you.”

He hummed a response, getting up to find a new towel, cleaning you up when you didn’t feel as sensitive as before anymore. Afterwards, he sat down on the edge of the bed, giving you your privacy as you changed into your clothes, which made you laugh a bit. His shoulders were stiff as you finished buttoning your shorts, and you sat next to him.

“Is everything alright?”

“Hm? Ah, yes, just… don’t be with someone that doesn’t take care of you.” Was that what bugged him? His expression seemed slightly somber, and you couldn’t help but to wonder if he was like this on an usual basis… not like you had the chance to talk about it with other of his partners, the relationships usually failing and he didn’t kept in touch with them.

You stretched, pretending to not pay much attention to his expression. “I don’t think I’ll be with anyone for now.” His head turned to you, eyes questioning silently. “I still have a lot to learn and something tells me you are the best teacher.”

“What the…” He scoffed a laugh, covering his mouth quickly. “That’s good.”

The silence took place, this time not feeling as heavy and strange as before. You laced your fingers with his, tugging on his hand softly so that he would stand up.

“Should we order some chicken? As good as that was, I’m starving.”

Wooseok smiled, following you to the small living room. “I ate pretty good but sure.”

You slapped his shoulder softly, walking towards the table to grab your phone and make the order, hoping that the beating in your chest would calm down soon. Staring at him, you thought about what had just happened and where it would lead but not able to reach any conclusion and finally shaking your head as you gave up on it. After all, there could be no harm in simply exploring each other.

Again, shitty ending and I don’t know why it’s so LONG but that’s something that just happens with Wooseok. I love him and I love best friends to lovers stories so I couldn’t hold back and put all that fluff there accidentally.

~Nani

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