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thirsty-x1 · 5 years ago

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Thirsty | Cho Seungyoun

Request:

Can I request a one shot w syoun where his partner (gf?) fingers him while sucking him off? Only if you’re comfortable with writing that! Thank you xx

↬ Pairing: Seungyoun x fem!reader.

↬ Genre: Smut.

↬ Warnings: explicit language, anal fingering, oral sex.

↬ Word Count: 1.7k+

There were many masterpieces in the world, but you certainly found unfair that your boyfriend’s ass wasn’t considered one of the seven wonders. It was firm and round and tiny, or maybe that’s just how you liked to describe it. He was usually fonder of wearing loose clothes, but the few times you caught him with tight jeans… it was a blessing, and seeing it with no clothes was beyond anyone’s imagination. This being explained, it wasn’t unusual for you to squish it every now and then when you had the chance, usually followed by a grinning Seungyoun shaking his head.

And now it wasn’t any different, your boyfriend sleeping peacefully next to you, his hair all over the pillow as he turned around to change position, your favorite toy in the world coming into view beneath the bed sheets. You slithered down, waiting for the right moment before your hands massaged it softly, your eyebrows shooting up when Seungyoun left a tiny moan that made you stop. After a few seconds, you tried it again, this time more slower, your thumbs caressing the skin of his inner thighs and he trembled slightly while burying his head on the pillow.

Well, that was new.

You went back up, leaving a trail of kisses on his exposed back until you reached the nape of his neck, his small giggle letting you know he was wide awake now.

“Baby…”

“Hm?”

“Would you like to try it?” His ears perked up at the question and he almost hit your head as he got up suddenly. “I remember you saying that it would be interested…”

“But now?” You shrugged and he shook his head. “I- I have to get ready first. Clean and all. So then… tonight?”

A smile played on the corner of your lips as you nodded, not expecting he would agree so quickly to it. Both Seungyoun and you liked to try new things, it was just fun to see how things would turn out, sometimes ending in the best way possible while others became a fun story or a reminder to not go there again, and this was the newest experience: fingering. For Seungyoun. He got tired of listening to some of his friends talk about how amazing it was and of course it picked up his curiosity, so once he brought it up to you in a rather shy way, unusual in him, but quickly said that if you didn’t like it or were disgusted by it, you didn’t need to do it. But how could you say no to something that would bring him pleasure?

You continued with your day as usual, but it was obvious that Seungyoun was nervous about it. Or maybe excited, you couldn’t quite put your finger on it. He would walk one way to another, sit down, then get up, eat, then refuse to have dinner a thousand times before he finally went to shower himself, furrowing his brows when you simply laughed at him. If you had to be honest, you were pretty anxious about it as well, the pressure of wanting to make it a good, memorable experience for him was weighing on you but maybe if you acted calmed about it, he would relax too.

After what felt like an eternity, the night came, the slight cold atmosphere doing nothing against your warm body that just came out of shower to find a fidgeting Seungyoun sitting on the bed, playing games on his phone. Teasing him a bit wouldn’t hurt, right? So you let your towel fall to the ground, holding back a smile as you saw how he almost dropped the phone and started drying your hair, not taking your eyes off of the mirror that showed you how Seungyoun struggled to find a comfortable position. You put on the short satin nightdress that he had gifted you and turned around, your boyfriend on his tummy while complaining about losing yet another match until your hands on his thighs made him jolt.

“Are you comfortable?” Your fingers played with the fabric of his briefs, noticing his muscles tighten in anticipation to your every touch. “I think you need to relax a bit.”

It didn’t took much to know how Seungyoun was feeling; he was an open book and his thoughts would always reflect on his body. You massaged his legs slowly, running your hands up his thighs while avoiding his butt on purpose and continuing with his back, sitting on the low part of it to apply some pressure on his shoulders. After a few minutes, he stopped being so tense, his breathing stabilizing and gave you a small thumbs up as if to tell you he was feeling better now.

You stood up and he turned around, sitting and quickly bringing you to him as he pressed your lips together, this time him being the one melting you. He pulled you closer, having you straddle his hips just in time to let you feel his hard on.

“Stop teasing me so much.” His voice was barely a whisper against your lips, your hand on his chest letting you feel his heart beating faster as he noticed your nails thoroughly trimmed.

Without saying a word, you kissed down his chest, lingering for a few seconds on the tattoos on your way before pulling down his underwear to let his cock spring out, the precum already leaking off the tip. It was a first to see him this turned on at trying something new, so you lost no time in taking him into your mouth, your tongue swirling around the head before following the vein on the underside of his shaft. When you looked up, his eyes were fixed on you, his lips slightly parted as he sighed at your movements.

“Can you pass me the lube, baby?” You saw his face change in a hundred colors before stuttering a small “yes” and grab the bottle next to him and hand it to you.

Getting into your knees, you changed your position and gripped his thighs while pulling a bit on him, his eyes opening wide at the new exposure before he tried to cover himself and failed on it. His hands were covering his face but the redness on his ears gave him away, and you couldn’t help but to giggle at his reaction. Somehow, it made you soften while feeling more powerful, it being the first time that Seungyoun had gotten this embarrassed with you in the most adorable way. You let go of one of his legs and squirted a bit of the lube into your fingers, his head popping up at the sound.

“W-wait…” You stopped immediately, the view resulting comedy worthy.

“Is everything alright? Do you want to stop?”

He shook his head furiously. “No, but… b-be gentle with me, please.”

A shiver ran down your spine when you saw him so vulnerable, his voice thin and higher than usual. You nodded, giving a reassuring squeeze to his thigh before circling his entrance with the cold lube, his body reacting at the temperature almost instantly. Making sure that it was well lubricated, you put a bit more in your fingers and went back to suck on his dick as if trying to distract him from the slight prodding of your fingertip.

“Relax, Seungyoun, everything will be alright.” He seemed to follow your advice for a bit, letting you press a few millimeters in before tightening again. “You won’t shit yourself.”

His laugh filled the room while he got shy, but at least that calmed him down a bit. You took care of each motion, making sure that the stretch didn’t become painful for him, putting more lube each time you felt it was necessary or when he asked you. Before you realized, you had two fingers inside of him, keeping them still as he got used to it. When he showed you he was ready, you started to move the pad of your fingers back and forth, pressing slightly upwards as if you were giving it a massage and checking on him.

“F-fuck, fuck, fuck, wait.” Seeing the worry in your face, he smiled sweetly. “It feels too good and I don’t… I don’t want to cum too fast.”

Maybe you should listen to him, but that was his pride talking. You went back to jerking him off lazily, the palm of your hand teasing his tip before putting it in your mouth again while moving your fingers at the same time. Alternating between shallow thrusts and precise ones, you started to edge him, bobbing your head up and down his length and your ears getting rewarded with his soft moans. The rush of power became stronger and stronger and you stopped sucking on him, wanting to see his expression as you started to stimulate his spot while masturbating him. His head thrown back, his voice getting louder, higher and breathier, the tattoos on his skin revealing the light layer of sweat, his stomach tightening on time with the walls hugging your fingers… everything felt new and intoxicating.

“Look at me, Seungyoun.” He tried his best to comply with your order, his eyes fluttering shut when the sensations overwhelmed him. “Can you be a good boy and cum for me?”

It was the final straw. Seungyoun let out a choked whine when you rubbed the spot again, his cock throbbing in your hand as he came all over his chest, the spurts painting his skin as the muscles kept clenching around your fingers. His body spasmed a bit, his legs shaking as he came down from his high. You carefully took out your fingers from him, placing soft kisses on his skin as he complained at the emptiness. Walking to the bathroom, you washed your hands and got back with a fresh towel, cleaning him and drying the sweat away before laying down next to him.

“How was it? Are you feeling good? Does it hurt?” By the look on his face, you could say he was too far gone, but still he turned around, snuggling against your chest as if seeking for refuge.

“It was amazing, I’m more than fine and it doesn’t hurt now, but I think you did a good job so don’t worry about it.” He pressed a kiss on your neck. “Thank you.”

You laughed and played with his hair. “You looked adorable. I want to have you like that more often.”

He pulled away to stare at you. “Just you wait until I gain some strength and I will definitely take revenge.”