#boofeine inbox: seungkwan

[boofeine]

— seungkwan messy hair thoughts

tags: @huen1ngk4i @aaniag @svteensworld @kooqitas @unlikelysublimekryptonite

thankfully, seungkwan had you to get him through the morning. he was especially tired and sleepy today, the man was determined to not leave his bed, but you were there to wake him up and peper sulky seungkwan until you're both on the backseat of the company carnival on the way to seungkwan's schedule today.

you got a day off and is happy to be able to make him company on his work today. but contrary to seungkwan, you are pretty much awake, and so is the pain in between your legs. if he's especially sleepy, you're especially horny today. your hand not keeping to itself while you grab his thigh on the backseat of the car. for seungkwan, that motion is nothing but sweet as he dozes off with his heavy eyes.

that's until you're too impatient, too frustrated, your hand going upper and squeezing the flesh. his eyes that were closed suddenly open fastly, and his muscles harden under your palm. but he doesn't move much, his arms still crossed over his chest, legs spread and head resting on the seat. you smile winningly but not satisfied, slidding down his inner thighs, your fingers just too close to where you want the most, greasing slightly. seungkwan's head finally leaves the headboard as he stares at you in disbelief, finally catching on your not so innocent moves.

"love, we're not alone, let's keep our hands to ourselves, shall we?" he leans to let the words out to you.

you shamelessly look up at him, smiling and nodding right before letting a quick peck to his lips "i know" you whisper, letting your hands go up to his bulge through his pants. he hisses, caging your wrists on his grip and pushing your hand off, entrelacing your fingers to make sure you won't do anything more dangerous. you look at him pouting, and he gives you back a look with his flushed shy cheeks. you behave for the rest of the ride, but the way he uncomfortably adjusts his seat don't go unnoticed by you.

once you get on your destination, seungkwan is quick to open the door and pull you out too by your hands that are still together. he runs his way with long fast steps to the nearest bathroom, closing the door and pulling you to him like he couldn't wait.

"you created a big problem, you know that?" he says, one hand on your waist, the other sliding inside your neck through your hair.

you melt under his firm yet soft way of handling you "the best part of a problem is that you got to solve it" you say, caressing his arms before gripping the side of his t-shirt.

your faces close as your noses brushes against each other's, teasing your ways, a knowing smile on your lips that are cut with his lips on yours. his one hand sliding down through your back until it joins the other one around your waist, yours coming up to meet the nap of his hair as you both make out.

he moves you over, your back meeting the cold wall as you can't help a whimper, his tongue taking the chance to meet yours. you hum, feeling his warmth and his skilled kisses. seungkwan presses his body onto yours, and you have to break the kiss to catch a breath, but he's restless, leaving soft pecks down your throat, feeling the way it bobs under his lips.

he's quick to find your mouth again, his hands sneaking up under your shirt, finding its way to your breast. the makeout session is getting too intense, you both fanning for air when you slightly unattaches to change sides, you swear the bathroom mirror is starting to fog.

seungkwan finds your boobs, taking your hard nipple on his thumb as you moan on his lips, he grins back but is cut off in seconds when you pull his hair in response, making him grunt on the kiss instead. he takes it full next, palming the flesh as you keep holding louder moans.

"i want to suck them so bad... so beautiful" he says and it sounds throaty and out of breath, and it's the hottest sound you've ever heard. he gets the words out and is already sliding his way down to your breast.

"seungkwan!" you protest, trying to keep it down. your hands on his scalp, trying to pull him up again, but he keeps groaning and fighting back. "no! we don't have time for this" you say.

"thought you wanted this" he sulks, teasingly letting a kiss over your nipples through the shirt instead, making you proper moan and finally push him out with one hard pull.

"seungkwan..." you warn as if you don't want it to get worst, even though nothing can get worse than the dump on your panties right now and the deadly sight of seungkwan with messy hair from all your gripping, his cheeks red and small eyes that look almost drunk ones, what a sight.

he just smiles at you, getting back to the kiss that, unfortunately, doesn't stay long because his phone starts to ring on his pocket. he whines, trying to leave your lips, and you whine too but from the loss. seungkwan gets it from his pockets, pressing the green button, and you can hear jeonghan almost yelling on the other side of the line where he is and for him to get there quickly. seungkwan is all over the place apologizing to his hyung and saying he's going. you try to stop him and warn about his state right now, but he just lets you a peck and leaves.

you take your time to calm yourself down and look presentable again, getting a text from seungkwan later: "didn't know i looked like that, had to tell the boys I'm tired and was napping :/"

[boofeine]

seungkwan frenemies with benefits when he's done with you.

"You're testing my greatest patience" he'd say.

"What? am i pushing your buttons?" you reply with a pity look and a knowing smile. "Poor thing, can take this much, can you?" you mock.

He scoffs, smirking "try me".

"Oh! I'd love to" you add, teasingly as he laughs out loud this time. The simple comment bursting his ego and declaring a win for his competitive ass.

"Of course, you would. You love it when I shut that bratty mouth over my cock"