#dom seungmin

[doitforbangchan]

All Bark and No Bite - 13

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Chan x reader (y/n) x ot8

ABO!Nonidol!SKZ Alternate Universe

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Chapter Warnings: afab/fem reader, Smut, protected p in v, oral (f receiving), fingering, mild anal play, grinding, thiago riding, spanking, choking, biting, kissing, violence, blood, cursing, misogyny, sexism, Dom!Seungmin, Possessive!seungmin, Possessive!Reader, Soft!Han, reader gets called puppy (a lot), crying,name calling , fluff, angst, Lee know once again being a dick.

WC: 8.3k

There was a wetness that was traveling up the side of your shoulder that woke you up that morning, a little squeaky ‘mwah’ following each moist point of contact. You blearily opened your eyes, catching the sun shining through the thick nylon of the tent and forgetting where you were for a second. 

Before the mild panic could set in, you were hushed from a body next to you, “Shhh baby, you’re alright my sweet girl.” It was Jisung, he had a softness to his tone you hadn’t heard before. 

“Ji?” You asked, delirious from sleep and turning your head to look at him through half closed eyes. 

“Mmhmm” He hummed, continuing his smooches along your shoulder and trailing up to your neck.

You immediately relaxed, closing your eyes and letting out a sleepy sigh. “Wha are ya doin?” 

“Jus’ missed you is all.” He replied, his warm hands digging under the blankets you were buried under and finding the skin of your waist. “Annnnd maybe I was feeling a little needy for my baby.” 

“Mm. Where’s Channie?” You felt his fingers drumming on your skin, finding your hip and giving it little taps. 

“Hyung is clearing up the stuff down by the beach with the others. He wanted to let you sleep.” His kisses were turning into nips and sucks as he got closer to your jaw line. You let him move his hand ever further south, resting in the waistband of your sweats.

“Hmph” You grunted, “ this is letting me sleep huh?” 

“We all have to make sacrifices sometimes, baby.” He tilted your face to meet his, his eyes half lidded with need. “ I needed you.” Jisungs wet lips found yours with a whimper. You melted into his kiss, breathing a sleepy sigh of content. It’s honestly crazy how he hadn’t kissed you for real until right now. Kissing him was exhilarating. You had hoped he had wanted you but now you could feel how bad he craved you though his lips, a mashing of teeth and tongue, as if he was trying to devour you. You were sure you would never forget the tang of his natural taste, it being reminiscent of Sunny D in that sense.

You gave a low whine when the beta wandered his fingers further into your sweats and into your panties. He didn’t delve his fingers in, just gave you more taps on the flesh that was quickly dampening for him. 

“Fuck my baby, need to hear you make that noise again.” He muttered against your wet lips. The beta could smell your arousal filling the tent, leaking through the pores in the nylon fabric. He hoped to be covered in it. Wanted it to seep into his skin.

Jisungs fingers swiped through your accumulating slick, both of you groaning at the feeling.

“Ji, we can’t umm, we can’t do it right now… I don’t think we have any.. Protection.” You managed to get out bashfully, finding it incredibly hard to stay strong on the matter. But you were not about to have a repeat of Chan's fury.  

“Shh my baby, I know. Jus’ wanna make my girl feel good, is all.” His mouth reattached to yours and his nimble digits circled up to your clit after collecting some of your slick. “Mm so fucking wet, nnngh.” He started to whine as he bucked his clothed pelvis into your covered form, unable to stop the motion.

The beta rubbed harshly on your bundle of nerves, panting as he took in your little squeaks and whimpers of pleasure, finding it addictive. Craving more and more. His little grinds only increased when he parted from your clit and plunged a finger into you, feeling your tightness surround his digit. 

“Sungie” you moaned at the intrusion, eyes clenched shut. You had heard he played guitar so you figured he must be good with his hands but fuck. 

He wanted to cry at how sweet you sounded when you whined his name. Ji used his other hand that wasn’t buried in you to rip the blankets off your quickly overheating body then he pulled your bottoms down so he could get better access to you. 

The sight of your drooling pussy and glassy eyes riddled with sleep and lust, pushed him over the edge, and he came untouched in his sweats. “Fuuuuck my baby, prettiest thing I’ve ever seen, oh my fucking god, so perfect, the best omega in the whole world I swear to god.” He rambled as he came, shoving a second finger in and bringing his other to circle your sensitive nub. 

You felt your high approaching, all it took was for him to curl against your special spot inside of you for you to let go. This one felt a little different from the rest that you’ve had before. When you came there was a release, and a flood of your essence shot out of you, soaking both Jisungs hands and the blankets beneath you. You were crying in pleasure at the feeling. “Ji, Jisung oh my gooood, fuck ahhhh.” 

He moaned loudly when you squirted on his hand, “What the fuck oh my fuck thats so hot.” 

The beta worked you through your high, only stopping his thrusting when you weakly grabbed his wrist. You were panting so hard, your lungs were on fire. He didn’t give you much time to catch your breath, though. When he pulled his soaking fingers out of your hole, he was mesmerized by the shine coating his skin. You watched as he shakily brought the same hand up to his own mouth, and put the dripping digits on his tongue. 

Jisung moaned and screwed his eyes shut at the sensation of your slick on his taste buds. “Fuck I need to taste you properly.” 

Before you even registered what he meant, Ji leaned over and buried his face between your thighs, immediately running his tongue through your folds. 

“Ji too sensitive!” You tried to pull him back despite your moans, pulling at his hair but he only whined into you and made a slurping sound. It was positively filthy. It made your head spin and your brain fuzzy. 

He only stopped once he had his fill of the goodness between your legs. When Ji pulled back the whole bottom half of his face was covered in your slick and his pupils were blown up so big they encompassed his entire eye.

He took in your fucked out expression as he licked his lips, not willing to let even a drop go to waste. He always knew he was a munch but it had never been truer until this particular moment. Jisung already longed to suckle your nectar from you once more, even though he was there seconds beforehand. 

Instead of acting on his urges, he pulled your sweats back up over your hips and gave you another wet kiss. You could taste yourself in his mouth and it made you shiver. Your own hand slowly made its way to his crotch but he caught your hand before you could grab at it. 

You pulled away from his kiss in confusion.”Do you not want me to make you feel good too?”

 His cheeks were bright red and he wouldn’t meet your eyes. “Don’t worry about that, baby. I already got mine.” It took you a second to realize what he meant, until your eyes dropped to the wet patch that was starting to appear through his sweats. 

“Oh.” you giggled, trying not to embarrass him. It was honestly flattering that he came in his pants just by touching you. 

“Next time I’ll hold out for you, promise.” He had a dopey grin as you kissed him again. He was just too precious. 

A voice from outside the tent startled you both, “If you two are done fucking in there, breakfast is heating up then we’re gonna hit the road, so it sure would be swell if we could pack up this tent.” Minho. 

You covered your face with your hands, as Jisung screeched, “We were not fucking in here, you twat!” 

“Wow, someone woke up on the right side of the tent this morning.” Hyunjin eyed both you and Jisung when you crawled out of the tent a few minutes later. Jisung still had that dopey grin on his face and you had that sex glow you get after you cum. Hyunjin would know, he’s made you do it. 

“Morning Jinnie.” You smiled at him and leaned up to kiss him. He returned your kiss briefly, before pulling away and pressing a kiss to your nose, causing you to giggle. Jisung skirted off, (you assumed to change his pants).You looked around and noticed most of the camp was already put up. Wow, that was a really quick camping trip. You can't fault them, though. It was pretty impromptu. You noticed every milling about, picking up, except Felix and Chan. “Where’s Lix and Channie?” 

Hyunjin grimaced, “Well, uhh, the hormones you release when your uh, releasing, is a little too much for Felix when he knows he’s not allowed to touch you or anything, so he had to separate himself for a while. He stormed back to the beach and Hyung followed after him.” 

Your eyes found the trail to the beach and with a mind of their own your feet were marching towards it with purpose. You were worried Chan was being mean to Felix and your omega needed to comfort the beta. Hyunjin was shocked as you just took off out of his arms, and he didn’t know whether to stop you or let you go. Thankfully (or maybe not) he didn’t have to stop you. 

Before you could register the presence behind you, a hand snatched your arm, keeping you from proceeding. “You’re not going down there, omega.” That was the harshest you’d ever heard Minhos voice, it made you gasp at how assertive he sounded.  

You snapped your neck in his direction, fire lit in your soul at being told no, again. “And why not, Minho?” 

His cold eyes stared into your fiery ones, “It’s not your place to interfere with the Alphas business. You’re staying right here with us.” 

You both could feel the other five pack members watching the interaction, but neither of you gave a fuck right now. 

“You’re not an alpha, you can’t make me do anything, Minho.” You challenged with a shaky voice. 

His eye twitched and he tilted his head in a nearly menacing way, “ You wanna bet?” 

Your nerves were slipping, unable to help the tremble of your bottom lip. “ Chan said I was the woman of the household. I think that's justification to go where I please.” 

His grip on your arm tightened as he growled, “Yeah. You’re a woman. Not a man. Know your place.” 

You gasped at the gall of his statement and tears sprung to your lash line. A sourness overtook your normally pleasant scent, cascading out of you in waves. “What the fuck is yo-”

“Ok! That’s enough of that!” Changbin was the one to break the tension, removing you from Minho who let you go instantly. The alpha took you in his arms and away from the beta. Minho scoffed as you were rescued, rolling his eyes and going back to his tasks. 

“What is wrong with him?!” You were seething, trying to turn your head to glare but Changbin wasn’t having it. 

“Nuh uh, baby. You just keep looking ahead, no need to get even more worked up.” He was trying to be as calming as possible, attempting to release soothing pheromones to alleviate the tension. He set you down on the open hatch of the truck bed. 

Changbin may have been an alpha but his scent wasn’t as assertive as Chans so it was taking you longer to calm down, “Seriously Binnie, what the fuck is his problem?!” 

He sighed, running this hand through your hair. “Baby, you can’t just challenge Min like that.” 

You huffed in protest. You wanted to roll your eyes but thought better of it. “He started it” 

Binnie chuckled, “It doesn’t matter who started it, baby. You gotta understand his position in the pack hierarchy.  There’s a right and wrong way to handle things. Minho is the second in command in our pack, he is directly under Channie Hyung and that means he deserves the respect of someone in a position of power.” 

Your lip was trembling again as more tears sprung to your eyes, and you let your head fall to face your lap. “When he said to ‘know my place’,  he reminded me of my father. He would say that to me and my mother all the time.” 

“Aww baby, come er.” Changbin cooed and pulled you into his chest as you cried. “I’m sure he didn’t mean it like your father did. It’s all politics, omega. He’s not quite used to being challenged like that. Especially not by our resident sweetheart.” 

“Still hurts my feelings.” You grumbled, wiping your wet cheeks. 

“Mm I know, baby. Let alpha make you feel better.” He began to pepper kisses all over your face, making a show with the loud smooch sounds. You couldn’t help but to giggle as your tears stopped. 

“Ok ok! I feel better!” You laughed and tried to push him off. You hugged him when he finally stopped his kiss attack, nuzzling into his chest. “Thanks Binnie. You’re good at making me feel better.” 

“I always got you, omega.” He pressed a final kiss to your lips then noticed a mass coming up from the beach trail. “Looks like things are ok over there too.” He flicked his head to make you turn your attention. 

Coming up the trail was Chan, with Felix on his back. The alpha was giving a piggyback ride to the younger beta. Felix still had slightly puffy eyes as if he had been crying previously, but now he had a gentle grin as they entered camp. Felix said something in Chan's ear, making the alpha laugh as he set him down. 

Able to pick up the rigidity in the camp, Chan’s eyes flitted around until they locked on yours. He had a questioning look on his face as he took in your puffy eyes then he sent a look to Changbin. The younger alpha lightly shook his head, his eyes flickering over to a tense Minho then back to Chans. Chan sucked his teeth and nodded back. 

Chan set Felix down by the tents where Hyunjin and Jeongin were finishing packing them up and he made his way to you. Changbin gave you a swift kiss and backed away as Chan appeared, giving him a fist bump before going on his way. 

“He’s fine, if you were wondering.” Chan pulled you into him, his chin resting on your head. “Just got himself a little worked up.” 

“I was really worried for him..” you breathed out timidly. “I was scared you were, umm…” 

“Oh I see, you were scared I was punishing Felix again, huh?” He murmured softly. You nodded in response. “My nurturing little omega just wanted to make it better?” 

“Yeah, alpha” Your voice croaked, thick with more on coming tears. “But Min stopped me…He was so mean.”

“Mmm, I know baby. Ya know, I love how much you care about Lix and the other boys.” You nodded again. “Means you're a good omega. A perfect one for this pack.” 

That made you purr in response, feeling vindicated.

 “But,” Shit, nevermind. 

“You gotta let your alpha handle things. Felix and I were only having a conversation, baby. I wasn’t punishing or scolding him. You would have felt pretty foolish storming over there in the middle of our heartfelt conversation, huh?” 

Hmph “....maybe” 

Chan laughed, rubbing your back and planting a kiss on your head, “And cut Min some slack, he can be a dick but he doesn’t mean it most of the time.” 

“Ugghhhhh do I have tooooo?” you pouted dramatically.

“Yes, baby. Where’s my nice, forgiving omega, hm?” He was using his scent to persuade you. 

“M’ right here.” You melted into him, showing your submission. 

“There’s my girl.” Luckily with you pressed against him, you missed the sly smirk he sent Minho- who was balking at how easily he got you to calm down from across the campsite. “I love you, baby.”

“Love you too Channie.”

“Looks like we’re about ready to go. And I don’t know about you but I am ready for a shower.” He laughed.

You sniffled and pulled away from him, “Yeah you stink.” 

He gasped dramatically, “maybe you’re not nice after all.” He hoisted you into his arms as you shrieked a laugh. He had you over his shoulder so you smacked his ass and in return he gave you one back then laid a bite into the side of your thigh, causing you to shriek again. “Let’s roll!” He called out to everyone else, who had just finished getting ready to depart. He sure did love efficiency. 

The ride home felt like it went by way quicker than the journey there. Chan let you pick the music again and you both belted the words to every song together. He didn’t make fun of you when you did little dances to each one (ok maybe he poked fun a little bit). The alpha adored how goofy you could be, and how every day he gets to see more and more of who you are inside; not just what the omega traits gave you. 

The truck pulled up to the house after the others had already arrived, and the pack was already moving everything back where it belonged. You had been bummed the trip had been so short, but now being back home you felt relieved, as if a weight had been lifted from you at no longer being stuck in the woods in a tense atmosphere. 

After helping move some things and taking everyones dirty laundry into the washroom to be dealt with later, you all had gone for showers and naps. Some of them were still hungover from drinking too much (Jeongin and Felix mostly). 

You went into Chans bathroom to find him already turning on the water, “Wanna shower with me, my love?” 

You were hesitant to reply, remembering the last time you were in that shower together, and how you were punished. 

He could tell you were apprehensive, “It’s just a regular shower, baby. Nothing scary this time, promise.” Chan held out his pinky to you, his eyes crinkling with his endearing grin. When he’s so cute like this, how could you deny him? 

“Ok, Channie,” you looped pinkies with him, then you took off your clothes and joined him in the shower. He didn’t touch you sexually this time, and you were grateful for it. He didn’t think you would be ready for it in this particular shower, anyways. That doesn’t mean you didn’t get a smattering of smooches from him, though. Sometimes he can’t keep his lips to himself, he guessed he was like his pack brothers in that way when it comes to you. 

Once you were cleansed and clothed - in Chans shirt and a pair of shorts, naturally - you padded down into the kitchen for a bottle of water. Jisung was already there, on his phone. 

“Hi love bug.” he greeted you with a kiss. “ I'm ordering pizza, Bin has been complaining that he’s gonna ‘ die of starvation’ if he doesn’t get a supreme asap. What kind do you like?” 

“Hmm, I wouldn’t say no to a hawaiian.” You sipped your drink you got from the fridge. 

“Don’t let Hyung hear you say that.” You felt a hard pinch on your right ass cheek,

“Ow!” 

“He hates pineapple on his pizza” Seungmin snickered, dodging your tiny fist. “My vote is only get hawaiian, really stir the pot in here.” 

“Yeah that's what we need.” Jisung replied sarcastically. “Let’s not piss off the alphas please.” 

“You’re no fun, Hannie” 

“I am fun!” 

At this point you made a swift exit out of the kitchen, staying out of the mini spat. “I swear, they fight like an old married couple.” you murmured. 

“I heard that!” 

“No you didn’t!” You called behind you. 

You ventured into Chan's room to gather his and your laundry, then back down into the laundry room. You hadn’t realized how much it had built up in the last few days, so getting it done was a top priority for you. 

It was about 40 minutes later and you were putting the second load in the washer when you heard a pounding at the door. It wasn’t a gentle knock but more like a rapid banging. You listened for a moment and didn’t hear anyone go to the door so you did. ‘Jeez the delivery man must be in a mood today.’ you thought cynically as you made your way to the entry. 

You now heard harsh whispers coming from the door as you got closer. 

“I told you it was done, Brynn. You can’t come around anymore.” Seungmin, but who was he talking too? 

“You dump me over text and now you won’t even explain why! What kind of bullshit is that? It’s been a week of radio silence from you.” It was a woman's voice, shrill and whiny. 

You could see Seungmins back as he addressed the girl at the door, and you could make out her blonde hair over his shoulder. 

“We weren’t dating. You made it perfectly clear when we started hooking up you didn’t want a relationship. I don’t have to explain shit to you.” He was trying to keep his voice even, as if he really didn’t care. He probably didn’t. “What’s done is done, Brynn. Don’t act like a spoiled child just because you don’t get my dick wet anymore.” 

The woman looked over his shoulder as you came into view, her catty eyes narrowed at you then at him. “Who the fuck is that?” 

Minnie turned his head to catch a glimpse of you, before sighing and pointing away, “Baby go back to the living room with the boys.” 

 “Oh I get it now.”  The woman, Brynn, let her nostrils flare as she zeroed in on you.  “you left me for some omega whore.” 

‘What the fuck did I do?’ 

“You don’t know shit.” He bit back at her, now getting fired up. You stepped closer to him despite his order to leave, now only about a foot away. This girl was starting to piss you off, and you already had enough rage leftover from your altercation this morning. 

“No, I get it now.” She smirked evilly, “Look at the bruises on her legs, you guys are all sharing her huh?” 

“Shut the fuck up, you don’t know anything about our pack.”  He growled at her, glaring daggers. 

“What’s the matter? Mad I got it right? Maybe if you weren’t such a beta loser you could get your own girl, instead of sharing some used up who-” The beta woman didn’t get to finish her sentence before you ducked past Seungmin and slammed your fist right into her left cheek. “AHH what the hell!” she clutched her face as she screamed.  

“Y/N!” Seungmin grabbed your waist pulling you back, he was instantly shocked by your behavior. And maybe a little turned on.  “Don’t, she’s not worth it baby.”

“I’ll show you whos the fucking loser! Don’t you ever speak to him like that again!” You tried to swing your fists again but Minnie had already pulled you too far away. 

“Seungmin control your fucking dog!” She snarled, still clutching her red cheek. 

“Oh my god why is something always happening in this entry way?!” Jisung shrieked as he ran to see what was going on. Chan and Changbin were right behind him. Brynns scream must have alerted them all to trouble.  

“Take her now!” Seungmin tried to hand you off to Chan but you gripped onto the door frame, refusing to let go. 

“No! I’m not done with her!” You were raging, the angriest you had ever been. 

“Omega let go now.” Chan used an alpha command on you, making you release instantly. 

“That’s right, go back to your master.” Brynn sneered. 

“Next time I see you, it’s on sight bitch! Count your days!” You screeched, pointing at her as you were hauled away. 

As you were pulled through the house you could no longer see nor hear the commotion at the door. Chan knew Seungmin would be telling her off and making her leave. “What the fuck was that?” He set you on the couch then crouched to your eye level.  “Did you hit her?” 

You crossed your arms, a snarl still embedded on your face. “If you heard what she was saying you’d wanna hit her too.” 

He sighed, running a hand down his face, “Omega, you-”

“No!” He gave you a hard stare for interrupting him. “Sorry, alpha.” you winced. “ But I couldn’t stand there and let her say that about him! Something came over me and I just had to protect him from her. I have never felt such raw adrenaline before, it’s kinda like I blacked out and before I knew it, my fist was on her face!” 

“I get it baby, you needed to save your minnie from the mean girl.” You nodded. “And I bet you were still feeling the intensity from this morning huh?” 

“Yes, alpha. I’m sorry.” You sighed, trying to let the emotions go but failing miserably. 

“All I’m gonna say is, don’t make it a habit of hitting people. Only warning.” He kissed your head, “But she really did deserve it, that chick sucks.” 

“You should have seen the look on the pizza guys face when he pulled up to Brynns ugly crying face! He looked horrified!” Han held the pizzas in his arms as he passed you on the way to the kitchen. “Also, super hot of you to hit her, baby.” 

Chan groaned and you giggled, “Ji I’m in here actively trying to teach her violence is not ok, we don’t need your encouragement.” 

“Oh lighten up, Hyung. That bitch deserves it.” 

“That’s what I’m saying!” You agreed enthusiastically. 

The alpha threw his hands up exasperated, before standing and stomping to the kitchen. He wouldn’t admit it but it was super hot seeing you all fired up like that. Seungmin and Changbin came in next. Changbin ruffled your hair, “Hey there, good job slugger.” 

“Get off!” you pushed his hand away, laughing. 

Seungmin was next to crouch in front of you, searching your face for any harm. When he found none there his eyes moved down and zeroed in on your hand, that had begun to bruise already from how hard you slammed it into the other woman's face. 

“What the hell were you thinking?” 

“I wasn’t.” You admitted to him, shyness overtaking you under his scrutiny. 

He scoffed, somewhat amused. “Clearly.” He grabbed your bruised hand and ran his thumb gently over the knuckles. When you hissed in discomfort, he brought the skin up to his mouth and gave it a tender kiss. “Next time, let me handle it.” 

“As if,” you muttered with your own scoff. “I won’t let her or anyone else talk to you like that. You’re not her toy to treat like crap. You don’t belong to her.” You spat the last word like it left a bad taste in your mouth, and the beta noticed. 

“Oh omega, is someone feeling a little… possessive over her Minnie, hm? You want me to belong to you instead?” He had his devilish grin on. 

“No!” you protested, “...Maybe. Whatever, it doesn’t matter.” 

He laid you on the couch with a shove, before climbing over you. You gasped and put your hand on his chest, eyes wide. “Don’t you worry about it, baby. As far as I’m concerned I’ve been yours since the spaghetti o’s.” 

“Ugh don’t bring that up again.” you turned your head to avoid his eye contact and he took the opportunity to nip your neck. “Minnie get off!” 

“Yeah get off her! The little savage needs some fuel to keep fighting for her men!” Seungmin was shoved off playfully by Changbin. 

You could hear Chan yell from the kitchen, “No more fighting!” 

“Yes more fighting!” 

“Jisung, enough!” 

“Ok ok, sorry.” 

“Who’s fighting?” Jeongin ran in looking for the commotion. 

“No one is fighting, Innie.” You replied, sitting up. 

“Yeah, not anymore. You missed Baby smack the shit outta Brynn.” Changbin said eating a slice. 

“Baby hit Brynn? No way she sucks!” Hyunjin entered now, trailed by a sleepy Felix. 

The younger beta gave you a look of pure surprise, “For real, you actually hit her?” 

“Uhh yeah, I did.” You felt sheepish now that they all knew. 

“Wow. Our precious baby is showing us she’s not all bark and no bite huh?”  he blinked away his shock, him too entering the kitchen. 

Suddenly, a roar was heard from the head Alpha, 

“Why does every pizza have pineapple?! Jisung?!” 

“Oops!”

Lunch was filled with them all poking fun and teasing you for your altercation. Most praised you (making your brain short circuit) and told you how insanely hot they found it. One beta in particular couldn’t stop letting his imagination wander. He decided right then that he would give you a reward instead of punishing your behavior. 

When you had all eaten you meandered back to your self appointed chore, telling them all to bring their laundry bins down and you would begin taking care of it. While you were folding some of the done pile, a figure came up behind you. 

You shivered when he brushed your hair away from the side of your neck, and he placed the other hand on your hip under your shirt. “When you’re done here, come up to my room, omega.”

Seungmin’s voice was gravely as he lowered it to a whisper. He laid a light kiss to the skin of your neck, and you whimpered, nodding your head in agreement. “Mm, good girl.” 

His hand traveled down to your butt, giving the cheek a single squeeze before he pulled away from you completely, and exited the room as if he was never even there.

You felt your breath return to you once he was gone, only now realizing you were holding it in the first place. With shaky hands you continued, wondering how the hell you were supposed to get anything done after that. 

In actuality you managed to get another load in the dryer and finished folding the one you were working on within about an hour. You set the basket of folded clothes in Chans room, not expecting to see him chilling on his bed, playing on his phone. He smiled when you walked in, setting his phone down. “Hey baby, are you gonna come snuggle with me?” he held his hand out for you. 

“Umm,” you grabbed his hand but didn’t sit. “Minnie kinda asked me to go to his room already..” 

“Oh, I see.” He smirked cheekily, “Well before you go take one of these,” he reached over and handed you a little packet of pills. “Bin picked up your birth control prescription yesterday. Make sure you take it every day .” you nodded before popping one out and sticking it in your mouth. He handed you some water to wash it down. “Now don’t let me keep you then, my love.” he let go of you and sent you off. 

You left the room, and went to the door you knew led to Seungmins room. You steeled your nerves before timidly knocking on his door. You heard a faint “Come in, baby.” so you opened the door and entered his space. You hadn’t been in his room yet, you weren’t expecting it to be so colorful. He had a few hanging plants draping down from his ceiling. The back wall was dark green, and the rest were off white, making the room look larger. Shelves lined the walls that were filled with books. 

You closed the door behind you, and were hit with the encompassing scent of him. The smell was delicate like a thunderstorm. “Hi Minnie.” You twiddled with your thumbs, unable to meet his gaze. 

He chuckled, “ Hey Omega. Won’t you come here?” He was sitting at the mahogany desk in the corner where he beckoned you to him. You shuffled your feet until you came to stand right in front of him. “There she is, my girl.” You preened at his sentiment, the omega inside begging to hear him say it again. “You like that? You like it when I call you mine?” He yanked you into his lap, letting you feel how hard he already was under you. 

He leaned you back into him as he cradled your jaw, tilting your head and giving you little licks into the skin there. “Y-yes Minnie.” 

“Oh I know you do, baby. Here in this room, you belong to me. You’re my girl alone when you're in these four walls, do you understand?” He knew he was laying it on thick but he needed to train you early. He nipped at your skin roughly. 

“Mhm I understand Minnie.” you were whimpering, melting into his hold. He could see your nipples harden under your shirt, pleased you weren’t wearing a bra underneath. 

“Go lay on my bed for me, and take your clothes off.” 

You scrambled off of him when you register what he says, literally flinging your shirt off and tripping lightly when you pull your shorts down. He held back a snort, opting to bite his lip instead. You turn around to face him before you pull off your panties, giving him a full view of your breasts. You tried to keep eye contact with him as you unhurriedly pulled your panties down and let them drop to the floor.

If anything was true about Seungmin; it’s that he was very good at keeping his composure. On the outside he appeared calm and collected as he watched the sexiest creature he had ever seen settle herself on his bed. But on the inside; he was losing his mind. All he wanted was to ravish you, tear you apart and put you back together again. He had let the tension with you rise for days in anticipation for this moment, and he felt like a dog with a bone. More like a puppy. 

The quilt on his bed was a mauve shade and had diamond shapes stitched into it. It was soft on your skin as you laid upon it, helping quell the fluttering in your stomach. You clutched it as Seungmins' predatory stare raked over your form. From your position on his bed he could see the glistening between your legs and his mouth began to water. 

You noticed where his gaze was pointed and it made you feel kind of dirty, the way he had his fixed stare on your most intimate parts had you subconsciously rubbing your thighs together as you released a scent thick with arousal. 

“Look at you, dripping and writhing when I haven’t even touched you yet.” He stood from his place on the chair across the room, palming his bulge through his sweats. “ What am I gonna do with you, pretty girl?” He tore his shirt off, taking a step towards you. “Should I stretch you out on my fingers?” Another step. “Should I eat your pussy till you cry?” Now he was at the foot of the bed. “Or maybe I should make you cum on my cock till you pass out?”  

That had you absolutely panting, eyes blown at the suggestion and your thighs clenching. The arousal was coming out in thick drips and drenching the intricate quilt below you. It would surely take months to get the scent out. Not that he would want to. 

“Option 3? If you ask nicely, maybe I’ll give you what you want.” He licked his lips, itching to grab you but wanting to hear you beg for it. He wasn’t going to touch you otherwise. 

“Please, Minnie.” You whined softly, feeling modest, your face heating up. 

“Is that all you got?” He scoffed and took half a step back. “You must not really want it that bad.” 

“I do, Minnie I want it!” 

“You want it? You want my cock?” His eyes narrowed at you as he smirked. 

You nodded rapidly, “Uh huh.” 

“Then beg me for it, omega.” 

You attempted to take a staggering breath as your lip trembled. 

“Minnie, my Minnie, please, please have mercy on me, and fuck me. Please, Seungmin.” 

A rumble came from him as he pounced on you. He slipped his pants off hastily as he crashed his mouth to yours. His tongue invaded your mouth and his hand groped your chest, the combination being staggering for you. You moaned when he gave your nipple a firm pinch. His pelvis pushed back into you when yours bucked up looking for friction. 

“You really are a needy little thing, rutting into me like a horny little puppy.” He was condescending with his words, mouthing at your lips with cruel nips. “What happened to that feisty omega that took on the world today, huh? Where’d the snappy guard dog go?” He licked your bottom lip messily. “Show me how bad you want it, puppy.” 

You animatedly thrusted up into him, grinding on his clothed member. He could feel the slick coming off of you and soaking into his boxers. 

“Awe you’re so wet omega. Can feel you practically water logging my dick through my boxers.” He grunted, shuddering when you bucked again. 

You were quickly falling deeper into subspace, surrendering yourself to him completely. His dominant aura and attitude was sending you spiraling into the abyss. “Mhmm, wet for my Minnie. Wan’ you to fuck me.” 

Seungmin lowered his head to suck on the opposite nipple than the one he was pinching, nibbling on the hardened bud. 

“I’ll fuck you, puppy. Give you what you need.” He sucked harder, and your hand shot to his hair. “But first you gotta  give me what I need. Make yourself cum, wanna see the look on your face when you rut on me so hard you cum.” 

“B-but I..” You whined, “I don’t know if I can.” 

He quickly slipped a hand down between where your bodies met and gave a slap to your core. You wailed at the sharp pain. “I’ve told you before, I don’t care if you can, the fact is you will.” He smacked again. “Get to it.” 

Seungmin slotted his thigh between your legs to give you more friction. You thrusted up into him again and hooked your thigh over his hips, grinding harshly into him. The fabric of his underwear over his member caught on your clit. Your head fell back into his pillows and you moaned. You repeated that motion over and over again, being so turned on you were actually getting off in it  

“Seung, s-so good.” 

He returned your rutting with one of his own, making you cry out as the knot in your stomach was building. 

“Minnie, I think m’ gonna, gonna…”

“Go ahead, my obedient little pup, let go for me. Make a mess.” 

With his permission you felt your orgasm take over, making you shake with pleasure. “Unngghh” Your ‘o’ face was even better than he imagined, eyes shut tight and drool coating your lips as you moaned. It was the both most gratifying and beautiful thing he had ever seen. 

He barely let you finish your shaking before he had you suddenly flipped over so you were on your stomach. You let out a gasp in surprise. Seungmin leaned back on his heels and yanked you up by your hips, until you were on your hands and knees presenting for him. He admired the way your pussy spasmed from your leftover orgasm and he swiped a finger through your juices, swirling it around before he shoved the finger inside. You squirmed as you whimpered again. He hummed in appreciation, “ I love the noises you make for me, omega. Let’s see how loud you can get.” 

You heard a crinkling sound behind you, so you turned your head around to the sight of him rolling a condom down his length. He had abandoned his underwear at some point and you hadn’t even noticed. When it was rolled on completely he took his cock and rubbed it through your folds, not yet pushing in. His lithe hand ran over your shoulders, barely touching as it trailed down your spine. 

Seungmin laid a harsh smack to your ass cheek when he got to the bottom of your back “ow, minnie!” He didn’t respond, choosing to snicker in amusement when your flesh ripped from his treatment. He entered the tip into your dripping hole, giving a moan at the squelch that emitted. 

He let go of his cock go and opted for giving your ass cheeks a punishing grip on each side, spreading you open for him to get an even better view of your pussy and the other little pink hole that you hide from him. You let your head fall in embarrassment when he seemed to take his time gazing directly at your most intimate hole. Seungmin let his saliva accumulate in his mouth before he leaned close and stuck out his tongue, the spit he collected falling off the tip onto your puckered flesh. 

You shivered when you felt it hit you, eyes wide with slight terror at the prospect of him penetrating your ass. He could sense your fear and chuckled with his signature evilness. “Don’t worry, Puppy. Minnie’s not gonna fuck your ass… today.” your sigh of relief was cut off when his thumb swirled around in his own spit, not pushing in but definitely testing the waters. “Doesn’t mean I can’t play with it a little bit, though.” 

All at once he pushed his length into you completely and also his thumb entered just slightly. Even the tip of this thumb was a stretch for you. The sensations made your back arch and a loud howl break from your parted lips. You had only moments to adjust to him, as he gave your ass another sharp smack and began his thrusting into you from behind. 

Desperate cries were falling from you and Seungmin snuck his hand back up your spine until he found purchase at the base of your neck. He squeezed the skin there and used the grip he had to tilt your head up to face the ceiling, wanting your moans to be projected out. “Let em’ hear it, baby. Let the pack hear who’s making you bark like this.” 

His jarring words made another bout of slick build up and drip out around his cock. The wet, sloppy sounds were resonating off the four walls, making it seem louder with the constant echoes. 

“Mm, I’ll never get enough of this pussy drenching me. Wettest I’ve ever seen, fuck.” He squeezed your neck a little harder, making you choke on your moans. “God damn you look so good with my hand around your neck. Maybe I should get you a collar, make you wear it around like I’m always there giving my girl a good squeeze. My puppy can wear my initials on her pretty neck.” 

“Minnie, please oh my god.” You rasped out between cries, feeling your second orgasm starting to build within you. You clenched particularly hard on him when he pushed the thumb just a touch further into you, stretching your previously untouched cavity. 

“Fuck, omega. Clenching down on me so fucking tight. Gonna make me cum.” 

You whimpered, “Wan you too, wan you to cum please Minnie.” You were begging, tears steadily streaming down your face now, just inches away from cumming yourself. “Wanna cum too, please, please.”

“Since you asked so nicely, make a mess for me, pup. Cum.”

Your eyes rolled into your head as you wailed, toes curling and spurts of slick shooting out from around him. Feeling how hard you clamped down on his dick made Seungmin not be able to hold back any longer. He spewed curses and deep growls as he came, filling the condom with his thick essence. His mouth was salivating and he gave into his urges, leaning up to your shoulder and chomping his teeth down into the flesh just above Felix's bite. Your blood filled his mouth as he bit, and you cried louder than you had the whole time he’d been fucking you. The beta let go of your skin and licked his lips, pupils blown wide.

You were quaking when he removed his thumb from you, giving you a few minor thrusts as he let go of your neck. Seungmin gave you a few tender kisses on your back, trying to bring you back down to earth. 

When the beta pulled out of you, you felt your legs give out and your face planted into his bed with a groan. He gave a chuckle at how cute you were directly after being fucked. You were floating, drifting in hyperspace you didn’t notice when he laid down next to you after disposing of the condom. This is why he toyed with you for days, knowing the buildup would make it all the more intense for you. 

He lifted you to be directly on top of him and he wiped the drool from your lips. “Not done yet, omega. Need you to bite me now.” He pet your hair and hauled you closer, basically shoving your face into his shoulder. “Give it to me, let everyone know I’m taken by you, baby.” 

You did as you were told, almost on instinct, bearing your teeth and digging them into his flesh. He groaned huskily, eyes snapping shut when he felt the pressure. 

“Thata girl.” He held you close to him as you lapped at the wound you made on him, feeling more intimate than anything else you had done with him previously. Now you were positive he loved you, he doesn’t seem like the type that would go around receiving bites for just anyone. 

When you had diligently licked it clean you pulled away from the skin, tilting your head up the best you could to look at him. His pupils were still blown out, making his eyes look almost completely black. His hair had fallen into his face and the sweat had made it stick to his skin. He was panting as if he had just ran a marathon, a deep flush in his cheeks. In all honesty he looked positively immoral.  

You didn’t look any better, you could bet you looked how you felt; exhausted. Exhausted from all the adrenaline of the day and from all the orgasms that had been pulled from you today. 

“You did so well fo’ me, baby.” He managed to say when he caught his breath.He pet the side of your head and wiped the blood off your mouth.

“I did?” You mumbled, coming out of your trance-like state. 

“Mmm, the best. Listened so good to your Minnie. Made me really proud of you.” He gave you a tender kiss. You sunk into him, purring in delight at his praise. You pulled away first, feeling the fatigue you rested your head down on his chest. “You can’t fall asleep yet, we gotta get you cleaned up first.” 

You pouted but still let him scoot out from under you and pick you up in his arms, carrying you to the bathroom to begin wiping you down and cleaning your newest bite mark. Afterwards he carried you back to his bed, and dressed you in one of his t-shirts. It’s about time you paraded around in his clothes too. 

It was only mid day, but he let you rest under his covers and laid down with you as he turned on a show on his laptop. You snuggled into him and immediately felt at peace. 

You were able to murmer one last thing before you fell asleep, “Love you minnie.” then you passed out, letting sleep take over. 

When you woke up, the sky outside the window had darkened to a deep orange. For a moment you laid there, eyes half open as you came to your senses. You could tell that you were still in Seungmin's room, and that he was laid next to you. You heard the faint voices coming from the laptop on his lap and his almost silent snorts when something was particularly funny on his show.

“Wha’ time is it?” you mumbled, turning your body around to face him. 

“Hmm? Not that late,” He looked to you then to his phone, “ it’s almost 6:30. You’ve been asleep for about four hours.” 

“Four hours?” You started to panic, worried about the chores you were doing. You sluggishly went to get up but he put an arm over you, preventing  you from moving. 

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“V’ gotta finish the clothes. Don’t wan’ anyone to be mad at me.” your voice was still heavy with sleep. 

He had the most unbelieveing look on his face, “I just fucked you within an inch of your life, and you’re worried about the laundry?” 

“Don’t say it like that!” you tried to pout. 

He broke out into a laugh at how cute you were, “Pup, no one is going to be mad at you right now. You finished enough today, you’re allowed to take it easy. There are no more obligations tonight, you’re in the clear to stay here with me tonight. If you want to.” 

“I do, but Channies not upset?” 

“No, omega. I already checked in with him. We’re all good.” He kissed your cheek, smiling when you giggled. “You should eat, does leftover pizza sound ok?” 

You thought for a moment, then nodded thankfully. “Mmhmm, sounds great.” He kissed you again then he scooted off his bed, and went down to grab food for you both. When he brought it back up you both sat up and ate together. He occasionally poked fun at you and you did it back to him. A playful, easy night was exactly what you needed. He may not have said the words ‘i love you’ but he showed it in his own ways. You felt it in how he played with you, and took care of you when you needed it. 

A/N: my apologies to anyone named Brynn, and also apologies for the pack tension or lee know stans.

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[daengtokki]

𝐼’𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓎𝑒𝓉…

Kim Seungmin/female reader

wc: 1.8k

rating: explicit/18+ (contains: jealous reader, Seungmin teasing, f receiving oral, over stimulation)

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“Jagiyaaa, come here…what’s the matter?”

You set yourself on the far side of the couch, paying no attention to how your post-shower towel falls around you, “nothing, I’m okay…” and look absently at your phone.

“Why no hug?” He coos.

Of course he has to say it like that. He sits down gently and wraps his fingers around your ankle, “no hello kiss? I missed you.” You look up at him and shake him loose, but he grabs you again and squeezes. “Are you gonna be a little brat?”

The swiftness in the change of his voice makes you heat up, but you decide to stay strong against him, or attempt to. “No.” You grab the towel and tighten it around your chest.

“Then tell me what the problem is, unless you want it forced out of you”

Head still down, you peek at his hand wrapped tight around your ankle. It slides up, very slowly, until it gets to your knee, and he pushes it out of his way.

“I don’t like the silent treatment.” Seungmin moves until he’s settled in the empty space between your legs, “look at me…please,” and forces them open a little more. The phone is swiped from your hands and tossed to the floor, and now you look at him. His eyes are narrowed, his face is serious as he sucks on his lower lip. “That’s better. Now…what did Minnie do?”

You start to open your mouth, but he interrupts…

“And don’t say nothing”

“My phone was pretty quiet the last few days”

Seungmin’s eyes grow big, and he puts on a good, dramatic frown. He lets go of your knee, and then he’s up and gone, and you desperately want him to come back. Instead, he picks up your tossed phone and gently sets it on the coffee table. Back turned to you, he speaks again…

“I’m sorry, I know I was really bad at keeping in touch this time”

This is the first time he’s been bad at it, which is why it feels off. Seungmin is always great at keeping in touch, even when he’s busy. Sometimes you can't keep up with him. Deep down, you know you're being stupid, but you can't stop yourself.

“The last few days were kind of nonstop, and the fansign yesterday went on longer than planned,” he turns and looks at you, and waits for a response, but you don’t give him one yet. “Do you forgive me?”

“Big fansign? Bigger than usual?”

“Maybe a little bigger…not much different than they usually are”

“Lots of hands to hold?”

Seungmin tilts his head to one side, and smirks before slowly making his way back to you, “yes, lots of stays.” He sits again, but this time he leans over you and hovers, an arm on each side of your waist. “Lots of hands to hold.”

You free yourself and push him a little too hard, and he laughs as he hits the back of the couch.

“Come back, sweetie…what’s wrong?” But he doesn’t move. Seungmin sinks into the couch a little more and sighs. The apartment quiets, save for the light sound of music coming from the kitchen. He waits, and waits... but after a few minutes, impatience sets in. “Please come back so I can hold your hand.”

The bedroom door opens, “I don’t wanna hold your hand," and then slams behind you as you head for the kitchen.

“Why did you put clothes on?”

“So I can make you lunch”

“You don’t have to make me anything…get over here”

When you ignore him again, he gets to his feet, and you watch from the corner of your eye as he gets closer and closer. His hand clamps down on your elbow, and you’re spun so suddenly, you get no chance to resist. You stare at him, wide-eyed.

“I want my kiss”

“Okay...then take it”

As soon as the words leave your mouth, you realize what you've done. His lip twitches into a little smirk, his eyes narrow and darken, and the bubbly music surrounding him is such a contrast...you have to smirk, too.

He doesn’t take his kiss. Seungmin grabs your waist, pulls you close, and throws you over his shoulder. “If you’re gonna act like a brat, I’ll treat you like a brat.”

"Put me down...Seungmin...dammit." You try to kick your legs against him, but he has you gripped tight around the back of your knees. You plant a loud slap across his back. It doesn’t faze him—he keeps walking casually toward the bedroom, hitches you up a little as he pushes the door open, and a few seconds later, drops you on the bed. You mumble to yourself…

“Hmm?” Seungmin’s hands go right to his waistband, and instead of tugging at them, he slides one hand in and runs it roughly over his dick. “Take your clothes off,” he snaps, but smiles as you finally do something he says. “You know what I was thinking about all day yesterday?”

You’re sure you can guess, but you know he’s going to show you.

He climbs onto the bed, and places a few warm-up kisses on your thigh before his face disappears between them, and your mind numbs to everything but the sudden heat of his mouth. He moans into you, satisfied. You whine as his tongue slips inside, moves in and out, every curve of his mouth and chin and nose work you perfectly—Seungmin does this so often and so well, he could do it in his sleep…he could do it completely wasted, and he has.

Your thighs are squeezed painfully tight as he spreads you further apart and makes more room for himself, but he can never get enough. He slows down, though, and you grab a fistful of hair as he looks up and licks his lips. You’re all over him, shiny and wet.

“Why you stopping?”

He lets go of your thighs, you release the fistful of hair, and he rolls onto his back, “get on.”

Before you move, your eyes travel to his dick pressing hard against his sweats, and he shakes his head. “Not for you, not yet. On.” But he does free himself, and he does slowly stroke as you get to your knees. “Turn,” he spins his finger in the air, “you can watch.”

Seungmin’s voice is so calm and sweet as he gives his orders, and you can hear him mumble happily to himself as you straddle his mouth. He doesn’t complain when you run your hands across his stomach and chest, but you don’t dare go any further.

It’s hard, watching him touch and stroke himself…bending down and getting a taste would be so easy from here. He dives in, and you moan. His hips jump up and tease you even more—the slow, careful strokes are hypnotizing.

“Let me get you wet,” you whine and grind hard onto his mouth. “Please.” The temptation is getting to be too much, and maybe he won’t really punish you for it. This is fun for him, but he’s going to want to fuck you after he makes you come. You grind a little harder, and you can feel the faint stubble on his chin against your clit. That, and his soft, warm lips sucking you dry; his tongue pushing in and out, back and forth, is going to make this quick. You bend all the way forward and set your lips on his stomach, and his hips twitch. You roll yours hard into him, grind until you feel your orgasm rising. Seungmin releases himself and both hands grip and knead your thighs as you come hard—you forget you could suffocate him for a moment and put all of your weight down as you ride it out, but he keeps squeezing, and licking, and moaning with you.

Another one starts to build, and you let him know with a hard roll of your hips, even though he has no intention of stopping. He lifts you off of him, very briefly—you hear him pull in a shaky breath, and see his chest rise as he fills his lungs with air—and then you’re back on him, grinding against the subtle, deliberate movements of his mouth and tongue. The second one is so close, but Seungmin makes sure to take his time and enjoy himself. His mouth closes around your clit and teases, stops and starts, kisses gently when he thinks you're getting too close. The noises you make speak volumes to him.

"Minnie...Minnie..." you push yourself against his tongue in a desperate attempt for more friction, but he lifts you up just enough to stop you.

"...please let me”

As soon as you say please, he pulls you back down and finishes what he started, holding your thighs still as they shake, but letting all of your weight fall on him again. And he keeps going.

“Baby, okay,” you pant and struggle to hold yourself up, “okay.” Nails digging into his arm eventually gets to him—you crawl away and free yourself from his grip.

“Get your ass back here,” he grabs your leg as soon as you turn and hit the bed, and holds you still, “I’m not done with you yet,” then pulls, and he pounces, and this time, he slips two fingers inside.

“Minnie please." You gasp from the pressure, and his innocent giggle sends a new wave of pleasure through your body. But his mouth returns and forces more out of you. Teeth graze your clit, and a shiver runs up and down your spine. Seungmin bites down gently and laughs again when you whimper...pull at his hair...give in and push your hips into him. As soon as you let yourself relax, you come again, and it’s somehow even more intense than the first.

“Gonna tell me?” He grabs a thigh again and squeezes, puts all of his weight down. All you can manage is a little wiggle of your hips when he bends down and licks. “Be a good girl, tell me exactly what’s bothering you.”

You speak up before he starts again. “Did they hold your phone hostage, or…did you find someone more interesting to talk to?” It comes out staggered as you catch your breath.

“Mmm, so jealous. C’mon, you know me better than that...you know what I always want when I come home.”

As if you need another hint, he comes down and licks again. Your hips twitch—you’re swollen, and sore, and sensitive, but you know he’ll make you come again if he chooses to.

“You think there was someone I wanted more?” Seungmin’s voice is still husky, and a little demanding, but his soft side is beginning to break through. “Hm?” He takes his cock in his hand and gets more comfortable between your thighs.

“No…” You squeeze your legs around his hips and pull him closer. “No…I’m sorry—"

Seungmin shakes his head and smiles wide, “I kinda like it when you’re jealous.”

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[snowyquokka]

sᴛʀᴇss ʀᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇʀ

seungmin x fem!reader

requested by: @jeonginswifesstuff

cw: smut (duh) MDNI, hand kink, soft dom seungmin, oral *f receiving*, fingering, foreplay swearing, uses of ‘pup, bubs, pretty girl, refers reader as a pillow princess, praise, aftercare, established relationship

wc: 0.7k

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“Hi baby,” Seungmin wraps his arms around your waist when he sees you walk through the door.

“Hey,” you mumble. He pulls back and gives you a questioning look “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing,” you shake your head. He rolls his eyes “Bubs, what’s wrong.” you let out a deep sigh. “It’s stupid,” Seungmin cups your cheeks, “I don’t care if it’s stupid or not. It’s bothering you so I want to know.” you close your eyes and rest your forehead on his chest. “I’m just stressed with work and school. I’m tired.”

Seungmin hums and picks you up by your waist and carries you bridal style. “What’re you doing?” you whine. “Min, put me down.”

He carries you to the couch in the living room and sits you down gently. “I wanna help you relax, baby.” Seungmin kneels in front of you with a soft smile, “Can I do that?”

You bite your lip and nod, earning a gentle kiss before Seungmin unbuttons your jeans and slides them off of your legs, throwing them across the room. “Mm, my pretty girl’s already so wet,” he praises before pulling your panties down with his teeth. The sudden cold air against your soaked core forces a gasp out of you.

“Just relax bubs. Tonight’s all about you, okay?” Seungmin has two sides when it comes to having sex: either he’s a really rough, degrading dom, or, like now, he’s a really soft and gentle dom. Though no matter how hard you tried, he’d never let you top him. He likes to call you his ‘pillow princess’

Seungmin spreads your thighs open wider, gaining better access to you. He slides one finger into you and kisses up and down your legs. You catch yourself watching his hand as he adds another finger and pumps in and out of you.

Seungmin doesn’t know about your hand fetish, not because you’re ashamed of it but rather because you really don’t know how to bring it up.

He looks up at you with dark eyes before licking and kissing your clit while his fingers are still in you. Your back arches slightly off the couch and your legs try to close but Seungmin stops them and places his hand on top of your thigh.

As he eats you out he periodically squeezes your thigh and every time he does, you let out the hottest moans he thinks he’s ever heard. He has also noticed you glancing at his hands every time you spit out some kind of profanity mixed in with a whine or a groan which boosts his ego.

He can feel you tightening around his fingers so he adds a third and takes his mouth away, arousal dripping down his chin. “Does my baby like my hands?” you immediately nod your head and moan. “Interesting,” he grins. He begins to rub small and slow circles around your clit while curling his fingers inside your cunt. “You’re clenching around me so much, y/n. Making me think you’d rather have my hands than my mouth, hm?” When you don’t answer his question he slows his fingers.

“Answer me,” he looks into your eyes.

“I- fuck, Min. Yes, yes. Rather have- rather have your fingers.” you cry out.

“Good girl, I think you deserve to come now.”

“Yes, please.” you beg. Seungmin picks his pace back up and rubs your clit faster.

It doesn’t take long for you to come. Seungmin cleans you up, licking all of your juices from your thighs.

He rises from his knees and tilts your chin, opening your mouth. You stick your tongue out and Seungmin places his cum soaked fingers in your mouth.

He watches in awe as you suck every last drop off of him and kiss his palm after. “Fuck baby. You’re so good for me. Let’s get you in the bath, yeah? Afterwards, I can make you some food.”

You nod gratefully and yelp when he picks you up without warning.

Seungmin chuckles and kisses your temple. “You at least feel better?”

“Much. Thank you, Seungie.”

“Anything for my pup. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[nanaseo1999]

🌼 shy virgin!reader x dom!seungmin(click the link to understood ! P!link)

Who says good girls can’t be spanked too ? it's true it's often said the brat, bad girl if you will have punishments that include spankings while the good girls of their name get good stuff like a little cunning i'm not saying that bad girls don't get this treatment and that it doesn't bring any pleasure far from it. but maybe the dom are harder with their sub when they punish them while in the other case it will be gentler from my point of view, so i propose to return to our main topic! since i've seen this video one person has come to mind and that's seungmin, i can really see him taking pleasure in seeing your buttocks red while you're barely making any noise your moaning cut off by the cushion. i can clearly see seungmin wearing his glasses and with a shirt too! no way the way he puts you back in place every time you move and especially how he caresses your buttocks after each buttock ...too much for me . sometimes he can go really hard in his punches but i think if it's really too much for you you'll tell him at the end and apologize giving you cuddles and kisses. i want ...

“ you see you can handle it .i’m so proud of you sweetie.”

First time i use link 🫣 I hope you like it

[kittysarchive]

Corruption with seungmin! <3

Seungmin from skz? 😂

You were so innocent...so wet and so unsure. You were more then just a Virgin, and that whole idea made Seungmin want to corrupt, and so he did.

Hips plunging into your virgin pussy, you cried out. Seungmin told you it would feel so good, so why did it feel like you were bleeding? He continued to thrust into you, it hurt so much....you started to cry, Seungmin said that was normal.

"Keep whining like a slut baby" His grip was firm on your hair as his hips futtered into you, like the crazed animal he was.

"So dirty" He remarked, hips crashing into yours. Feeling his tip constantly prod at your cervix, you felt like vomiting....it felt weird, it hurt, he was mean....but you liked it?

Hearing you no longer cry for him to stop, to rest, to get off, he felt like he had done his job right.

"You like this?" Seungmin teased, his cock filling you up. Nodding your head fast, you felt a bulge in your stomach, he was so big, so dominate, so powerful, he held so much control over you.

"D-don't stop" You speak out, moaning as he speeds up his thrusts. Never regretting your words, you clench hard around him. For you first time, your body knew what to do.

"Such a slut, clenching around my thick cock, am I filling you up well?" Whining loudly, you loved how he treated you. For your first time, you didn't mind all the insults....

"Y-yes Daddy" Hearing the words fall out of your mouth, his hips snapped forward. Such a slut....Such a whore calling him daddy this early on.

"Open your mouth baby" And you did so, swallowing his spit with a smile on your face. Fuck, you looked so cute, so sluty...so corrupted. The round cumming to an end, he needed to cum hard, and soon.

"Where do you want it slut?" Seeing your smile, seeing how you clenched hard around him, your innocent smile, innocent virgin pussy had long gone, all in the span of a few minutes....you were learning so quickly.

"My face...." He felt butterflies, hearing you flirty voice, he quickly pulled out of your slightly bleeding pussy. Cumming hard over your face, his seed was decorated with red.

His seed falling onto your closed eyes, mouth and cheeks. Fuck you looked so beautiful like this. Opening your eyes, you licked your lips, tasting his cum. Salty and thick....just how you liked it.

[seungvocado]

Break Ground [Final]

υ´• ﻌ •`υ — Pairing: Seungmin x Reader

υ´• ﻌ •`υ — Content/Trigger warning: Step brother!Seungmin, Step sister!Reader, Fem!Reader, Slow burn, Fluff, Service dom!Seungmin, Soft dom!Seungmin, Fingering (F. Receiving), P in V sex (unprotected), Creampie, Aftercare (?). [Let me know if I miss out any!]

υ´• ﻌ •`υ — Sypnosis: Y/N who is secretly in love with Seungmin - even before they were step-siblings, navigates the complexities of their relationship. Unspoken feelings escalates when she dates another boy to distract herself from Seungmin.

υ´• ﻌ •`υ — Master list - Break Ground (mini series)

υ´• ﻌ •`υ — 18+ work! MDNI! Ageless/blank blogs will be blocked, put an indicator on your blog somewhere that you are 18+ before interacting with this work/blog.

It was a few days after that fateful day that had changed everything between them. The atmosphere between Y/N and Seungmin had been thick with unspoken tension ever since. Every time they were alone, the air crackled with the weight of their unexpressed feelings.

One evening, they found themselves alone in the living room, their parents out for a dinner with friends. Seungmin sat on the couch, his eyes occasionally flicking to Y/N, who was pretending to focus on her phone. She could feel his gaze, the unspoken words hanging heavy between them.

Finally, Seungmin broke the silence. "Y/N," he began, his voice a little hesitant, "I... I need to talk to you about something."

She looked up, feigning nonchalance though her heart was racing. "Yeah? What’s up, Seungmin?"

He hesitated, as if searching for the right words. "I’ve been thinking a lot about us. About what happened… and how I feel about you."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, trying to hide the smirk threatening to form. She had an idea of where this was going, but she wanted to make him work for it. "And how exactly do you feel about me?" she asked, her tone playful, almost teasing.

Seungmin sighed, running a hand through his hair, clearly struggling with how to express himself. "You know it’s complicated… but I can’t keep pretending that I don’t care about you more than just as… as a step-sister."

Y/N’s heart skipped a beat, but she kept her composure, leaning back on the couch. "Oh? Is that so?" she teased, enjoying watching him squirm. "And what are you going to do about it?"

Seungmin looked at her, his expression serious. "I want to be with you, Y/N. Not just in secret. I want to be with you for real. I know it’s risky, and we’d have to be careful, but… I can’t keep this to myself anymore."

Y/N’s teasing facade faltered slightly at the earnestness in his voice. She leaned forward, her playful demeanor softening. "You know, Seungmin," she said, her voice dropping to a more sincere tone, "I broke up with my boyfriend."

Seungmin blinked, clearly surprised. "You did?"

She nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "I realized that I couldn’t keep pretending with him when my heart was somewhere else."

He looked at her, his expression a mix of relief and confusion. "But why didn’t you tell me?"

Y/N leaned closer, her smile turning into a smirk as she spoke in a low, teasing voice. "Because I wanted to see how long it would take you to ask me out. And… because I know you were secretly jealous." She poked his arm playfully, enjoying the way his cheeks flushed slightly.

Seungmin’s eyes widened, and then he let out a small, almost embarrassed laugh. "You knew?"

Y/N knew that Seungmin was deeply jealous of the public affection she had shared with her ex-boyfriend at university. Even though Seungmin had never outright expressed his jealousy, the way his eyes would darken or how he’d get tense whenever her ex was mentioned spoke volumes. The every morning after Seungmin and her pleasured each other, Y/N had already made up her mind to end things with her boyfriend.

Breaking up with him wasn’t difficult; the connection she had with Seungmin was so much stronger, so much more real. However, she knows the secrecy of their new relationship came with its own set of challenges.

"Of course I knew," she teased. "You’re not as good at hiding your feelings as you think, Seungmin. I could see it every time we were at school. You hated that I could be affectionate with him in public, didn’t you?"

He groaned, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah… I did. It drove me crazy seeing you with him when I couldn’t even let on how I felt about you."

Y/N reached out and took his hand, her teasing replaced by sincerity. "Well, you don’t have to worry about that anymore. I broke up with him because I wanted to be with you. I just love teasing you too much to tell you right away."

Seungmin squeezed her hand, his expression softening. "You’re something else, you know that?"

Y/N grinned. "I try."

They sat in silence for a moment, the weight of their mutual confessions settling between them. Then, Seungmin gently tugged her closer, his eyes searching hers. "So… does this mean we’re really doing this? Secretly dating?"

Y/N leaned in, her lips brushing against his in a soft, lingering kiss. When she pulled back, her eyes sparkled with mischief. "I think we’ve been doing this for a while now. But yeah, Seungmin… let’s make it official."

Seungmin’s smile was a mix of relief and happiness. "I’m glad," he murmured, pulling her into a deeper kiss, their connection now even stronger with the knowledge that they were finally on the same page.

As they pulled away, Y/N couldn’t resist one last tease. "You know, Seungmin, you might have to get used to seeing me tease you in public now. I can’t help myself."

Seungmin chuckled, shaking his head. "As long as I’m the only one you’re teasing like this, I think I can handle it."

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Seungmin’s years of bottled-up affection and hidden desires seemed to have created a flood once the dam finally broke. Now that they were together, he couldn't help but be an incredibly affectionate boyfriend, making up for all the lost time when he had to pretend that Y/N was just his step-sister.

At university, Y/N and Seungmin maintained the appearance of step-siblings, keeping up the facade for the sake of their friends and classmates. The knowledge that they couldn’t openly show their affection in public made the moments they shared in private all the more intense.

Whenever they were alone, whether it was sneaking kisses in secluded corners of the campus or meeting up at their favorite spots outside of school, the chemistry between them was undeniable. But in front of their friends, they had to act like nothing had changed, keeping their interactions casual and friendly, hiding the passion that simmered beneath the surface.

Seungmin made sure to shower Y/N with all the love and attention he had kept locked away for so long. He was always finding excuses to pull her close, to press soft kisses to her forehead, her cheeks, her lips—anywhere he could reach. It was as if he needed to make up for all the years he couldn’t show her how he truly felt.

Whether it was a gentle brush of his hand against hers as they walked side by side, or a full embrace when they were in the privacy of her room, Seungmin was constantly seeking out ways to express his love. He’d lean in to steal kisses when she least expected it, and when they were cuddled up together, he’d nuzzle into her neck, leaving a trail of tender kisses as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear.

In the mornings before they left for university, Seungmin would pull Y/N into his arms, pressing a lingering kiss to her lips, as if he couldn’t bear to be away from her for too long. And when they returned home, he’d greet her with the same level of affection, as if each moment apart only made his love for her grow stronger.

It wasn’t just physical affection, either. Seungmin made sure Y/N knew how much she meant to him with his words and actions. He was always attentive, always ready to listen to her, to comfort her, to make her feel cherished. The years he had spent hiding his feelings had only deepened his love for her, and now that he could finally express it, he was determined to make every moment count.

Y/N, for her part, relished in Seungmin’s affection. She had always known he cared for her, but experiencing it so openly and freely was something entirely different. The intensity of his love was overwhelming at times, but in the best possible way. And as much as she loved teasing him, she knew that his affection was something she had come to rely on, something that made her feel safe, loved, and truly cherished.

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The sexual tension between Seungmin and Y/N had been building steadily for months. Their secret relationship was filled with stolen kisses, late-night rendezvous, and whispered confessions. But despite how far they’d gone, there was still one line they hadn’t crossed—a line that Y/N was eager to step over.

Every time they were alone, the desire between them grew more intense. They had explored each other’s bodies with hands and mouths, pushing the limits of their self-control, but Seungmin always held himself back from going all the way. Y/N could feel his restraint every time they were together, the way his hands would tighten on her hips, or how his breath would hitch as he fought to control himself. She could tell he was struggling, especially when she teased him, urging him to let go and take her fully. But Seungmin had made up his mind—he wanted to wait and give her a perfect first time, no matter how difficult it was.

One night, as they lay together in her room, the moonlight casting soft shadows across their tangled limbs, Y/N couldn’t hold back her longing any longer. She pressed herself against him, her hands roaming over his chest as she whispered, “Seungmin… I want you to take me. I want you completely.”

Seungmin’s breath caught in his throat, his body tensing as her words sank in. He had heard her say this before, had felt the same desperate urge to give in, to finally claim her as his own. But he knew if he gave in now, there would be no going back.

He closed his eyes, trying to steady his breathing as Y/N continued to press kisses along his neck, her hands wandering lower, teasing him. “Y/N,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire, “you know how much I want to… but we have to wait.”

Y/N pulled back slightly, her eyes meeting his with a mix of frustration and yearning. “Why, Seungmin? We both want this. Why can’t we just…?”

“Because,” he interrupted gently, his hands cupping her face, “I want it to be special. I want it to be perfect. And… I don’t trust myself to stop if we start now.”

She could see the sincerity in his eyes, the way he was holding himself back for her sake. It made her heart ache with both love and longing. She knew he was right, but that didn’t make it any easier. “You’re driving me crazy, you know that?” she teased, trying to lighten the mood, even as her body ached for more.

Seungmin chuckled softly, his thumb brushing over her bottom lip. “You’re the one driving me crazy,” he murmured, leaning in to capture her lips in a deep, heated kiss. “But I promise, it’ll be worth the wait. Your birthday… I’ll make it special for you. I’ll take you fully then.”

Y/N sighed, a mix of anticipation and frustration swirling within her. “You better keep that promise,” she whispered against his lips.

Seungmin grinned, his eyes darkening with a mix of love and desire. “I will,” he promised, kissing her deeply once more before pulling her close, both of them trying to ignore the fire burning between them.

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Y/N woke up to a flood of messages and calls from her friends wishing her a happy birthday. She smiled as she read through each one, her heart warming at the love and attention. The day had finally arrived, the day she and Seungmin had been eagerly anticipating. But she pushed that thought to the back of her mind for now, focusing instead on the plans she had.

Because her birthday clashes with the holidays, her parents and Seungmin surprised her with a suite in a resort by the beach, where her friends decorated the suite’s living room with flowers, balloons and streamers. The table was already filled with gifts, and Y/N felt her heart swell with gratitude as she reached and saw all her close friends already in the room, surprising her.

She thought this was a family trip and did not think that her friends would be in it too. She knew this would be Seungmin’s doing, to invite her close friends since he knew Y/N would like to spent some time with her friends too on her special day. She made a mental note to thank him later.

They ordered a huge brunch spread, complete with pancakes, waffles, and mimosas. The conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and stories. Her friends, knowing she had broken up with her boyfriend, made sure to keep the mood light and fun. Y/N just laughed it off, her mind secretly preoccupied with thoughts of Seungmin.

After brunch, her parents presented her with their gifts. Her mother handed her a beautifully wrapped box, and when Y/N opened it, her eyes widened in surprise. Inside was a set of delicate lingerie in soft pastels, intricate lace detailing the edges. She looked up at her mother, who smiled and winked.

“Just a little something for you to feel special,” her mother said, a knowing twinkle in her eye. “We know how close you and your boyfriend were.”

Before Y/N could respond, her father handed her a smaller box. She opened it to find a pack of condoms, and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

“Dad!” she exclaimed, trying to hide her mortification.

He just chuckled. “Better safe than sorry, right? We just want you to be prepared.”

Y/N forced a smile, nodding along even though she felt a wave of discomfort wash over her. They didn’t know she had broken up with her boyfriend, and she wasn’t about to correct them now. Seungmin, who had been quiet during the gift exchange, glanced at her with a subtle, knowing smile that made her heart skip a beat.

Her parents decided to leave after Brunch for home, thinking they should leave the youngsters to their activities.

It was a perfect day—one filled with the warmth of friendship and the carefree joy that came with it. But as much as Y/N enjoyed the time with her friends, she couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of anticipation as the hours passed.

As the night wore on and her friends finally returned home leaving only her and Seungmin staying for the night, Y/N found herself growing more and more anxious. The anticipation that had been building all day was almost too much to bear. After a nice bubble bath, she changed into the new lingerie her mother had given her, the soft lace brushing against her skin, and sat on the king-sized resort bed, waiting.

It wasn’t long before she hear the bathroom door open. Her heart raced as she sees Seungmin came out with a towel to dry his hair. He entered quietly, closing the door behind him, and when he turned to face her, the intensity in his eyes made her breath hitch.

He threw the towel aside and went to his bag taking out a small, neatly wrapped box, and Y/N took it, her hands trembling slightly. She unwrapped it carefully, revealing a delicate silver necklace with a tiny pendant shaped like a puppy. It was simple, cute, yet elegant, and she immediately fell in love with it.

“Happy birthday,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with something deeper than just affection.

“Oh, Seungmin… it’s beautiful,” she whispered, her eyes shining with emotion.

“I’m glad you like it,” he said softly, taking the necklace from her and gently fastening it around her neck. His fingers brushed against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. “I wanted to give you something special, something that would always remind you of how much I care about you.”

Y/N reached up to touch the pendant, her heart swelling with love for him. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “I’ll never take it off.”

Seungmin smiled, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight of her in the lingerie, the necklace resting just above the delicate fabric. “You look… incredible,” he murmured, stepping closer to her.

Y/N felt her breath catch as he closed the distance between them, his hands coming up to cup her face. He kissed her softly at first, his lips gentle and tender against hers. But as the kiss deepened, the passion they had been holding back for so long began to surge forward, unstoppable.

They moved to the bed, their kisses growing more intense, more desperate. Seungmin’s hands roamed over her body, caressing her through the delicate lace, his touch sending waves of pleasure through her. Y/N’s hands weren’t idle either; she traced the lines of his muscles, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips.

When Seungmin finally pulled back, his breathing heavy, he looked at her with a mix of love and something more primal. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice rough with need.

Y/N nodded, her eyes locked on his. “I’ve never been more sure about anything,” she whispered.

With that, they slowly began to undress each other, their movements filled with both reverence and urgency. When their bodies finally met, skin on skin, the sensation was overwhelming. The feeling of being so close, of finally fulfilling the promise they had made to each other, was almost too much to bear.

Seungmin took his time, exploring every inch of her body, worshiping her with his lips and hands. He kissed her deeply, their tongues tangling together as they lost themselves in each other. The anticipation that had been building for so long made every touch, every kiss, feel electric, the pleasure almost too intense.

“Seungmin…” Y/N whispered as she felt him move lower, his mouth leaving a trail of fire down her neck, her chest, her stomach. He paused for a moment, looking up at her, his eyes filled with love and desire.

“I want to make this perfect for you,” he murmured, his voice low and husky.

“It already is,” she breathed, her fingers threading through his hair.

He smiled at that, and then he was kissing her again, his hands guiding her hips as they moved together, the tension between them building higher and higher. The pleasure was overwhelming, the connection between them so deep, so powerful, that it felt like nothing else in the world existed.

As Seungmin's hands slid lower, teasing the waistband of her panties, Y/N's breath caught in her throat. The tension between them was thick, each movement filled with anticipation. When Seungmin finally removed the last barrier between them, he took a moment to just look at her, his eyes drinking in the sight of her laid bare before him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice filled with reverence.

Y/N felt a blush creep up her neck, her heart pounding in her chest. “Seungmin…”

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss that left her breathless. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve, every dip, as if he was memorizing the feel of her. When his fingers finally found her center, she gasped, arching into his touch.

“Does that feel good?” Seungmin murmured against her neck, his voice deep and husky. He nipped at her collarbone, his fingers digging into her hips as he pressed his body closer to hers.

“Yes… so good,” Y/N gasped, arching into him. Her hands slid up his back, her nails raking down his skin, eliciting a groan from him that made her pulse race.

He was slow, almost maddeningly so, his fingers moving in a gentle rhythm that had her squirming beneath him. He watched her closely, his eyes dark with desire as he teased her, drawing out her pleasure until she was on the edge of begging.

“Please…” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

Seungmin’s eyes darkened with lust as he looked down at her, his breath heavy. “You don’t know what you do to me, Y/N,” he whispered, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. “You make me lose control… I’ve been holding back for so long, but tonight… I don’t want to anymore.”

“Then don’t,” Y/N urged, her voice barely above a whisper. “I trust you, Seungmin. I want you to let go. I want to feel all of you.”

That was all Seungmin needed to hear. His resolve crumbled as he captured her lips in another searing kiss, his tongue plunging into her mouth with a hunger that matched her own. His hands gripped her hips more tightly, lifting her slightly as he aligned their bodies. The sensation of his hardness pressing against her core sent waves of heat through her, and she instinctively rocked her hips against him, craving more of the friction that drove her wild.

Seungmin growled low in his throat as he felt Y/N’s heat against him. He broke the kiss, panting as he looked down at her, his eyes filled with a primal need. “You feel so good, Y/N… I can’t get enough of you.”

With a groan of surrender, Seungmin’s hands moved to her thighs, parting them as he positioned himself between her legs. He reached down to grasp his length, guiding it to her entrance, but instead of entering her, he teased her, rubbing himself against her slick folds. The sensation was maddening, and Y/N whimpered, her hips bucking up to meet him.

“Please, Seungmin,” she begged, her voice trembling with need. “I need you… don’t tease me.”

Seungmin smirked at her desperation, the control he had over her fueling his own desire. “You’re so beautiful when you beg,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. “But I want to make sure you’re ready for me.”

With that, he slipped his finger back inside her and added another quickly after, her warmth and wetness nearly driving him over the edge. Y/N gasped at the intrusion, her body instinctively tightening around him as he began to move his finger in and out of her, slowly at first, then gradually increasing the pace. The sensation was electric, her nerves alight with pleasure as he added a third finger, stretching her further.

“Seungmin…” Y/N moaned, her hands clutching at the sheets as he pumped his fingers into her with increasing intensity. “It feels so good… I’m so close…”

Seungmin’s eyes were locked on her face, watching every expression of pleasure that crossed her features. “That’s it, baby… let go for me,” he coaxed, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing it in firm circles. The added stimulation sent Y/N over the edge, her body tensing as she cried out his name, waves of pleasure crashing over her as she came undone around his fingers.

He didn’t stop, didn’t slow down, even as she rode out her orgasm. Instead, he kept up the relentless pace, his fingers thrusting into her, his thumb working her clit, drawing out her pleasure until she was a quivering mess beneath him.

“Seungmin, I can’t… it’s too much…” Y/N gasped, her body trembling from the intensity of her release.

But Seungmin wasn’t done. He withdrew his fingers, his hand slick with her arousal, and brought them to his mouth, his eyes never leaving hers as he licked them clean. “You taste so sweet, Y/N,” he whispered, his voice low and seductive. “I could spend all night tasting you.”

Y/N’s breath hitched at his words, her body already aching for more. “I want to feel you, Seungmin… all of you,” she whispered, her voice shaky with need. “Please… I need you inside me.”

Seungmin’s control snapped. He reached down to line himself up with her entrance, but paused, his eyes searching hers for any hesitation. “Are you sure, Y/N?” he asked, his voice gentle despite the fire burning in his eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

Y/N nodded, her heart swelling with love for him. “I’m sure,” she whispered, her voice filled with trust and affection. “I want this, Seungmin. I want you.”

Seungmin’s breath hitched at her words, and for a moment, he just looked at her, his expression unreadable. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, he positioned himself between her legs, the tip of him brushing against her entrance.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

Y/N nodded, with her consent, Seungmin began to push inside her, his breath catching in his throat at the tightness that enveloped him. Y/N gasped, her body tensing at the unfamiliar stretch. Seungmin stilled, his hands gripping her hips as he gave her time to adjust to the feeling of him inside her.

Y/N felt her heart racing as she felt him slowly begin to push inside her. The sensation was intense, a mix of pleasure and pressure as her body adjusted to the intrusion. Seungmin moved carefully, inch by inch, his hands started massaging her sides as he watched her face for any sign of discomfort.

He let out a shaky breath, his control fraying at the edges as he continued to push deeper, her warmth enveloping him in a way that made his head spin. When he was fully seated inside her, he paused, his forehead resting against hers as they both took a moment to adjust.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. “We can stop if it’s too much.”

Y/N shook her head, her hands clutching at his shoulders as she tried to relax, her eyes fluttering shut as she focused on the sensation. “I’m okay… just give me a moment,” she whispered, her voice soft but determined.

Seungmin waited, his body trembling with the effort of remaining still. Seungmin leaned down to place soft kisses all over her face. He was buried inside her to the hilt, and the sensation of her warmth and tightness surrounding him was almost too much to bear. But he would wait as long as she needed, because this wasn’t just about pleasure—it was about them, about the connection they shared, about the love that had brought them to this moment.

“You feel… incredible,” he whispered, his voice laced with awe.

“So do you,” Y/N replied, her hands sliding up his back, pulling him closer.

For a few moments, they just stayed like that, their bodies intertwined, their breaths mingling as they savored the intimacy of the moment.

Finally, Y/N took a deep breath and nodded, her eyes meeting his. “I’m ready,” she whispered, her voice filled with trust and love.

Seungmin’s heart swelled with emotion as he kiss her once on the lips and began to move, slowly at first, giving her time to adjust to the sensation of him inside her. Every inch of her body was alight with pleasure, and she could feel every movement, every thrust, as he filled her completely.

The pleasure was intense, overwhelming, but Seungmin held back, his movements slow and controlled as he guided her through the experience. He was patient, making sure she was comfortable, that the pleasure outweighed any discomfort.

The sensation was overwhelming, but it was also perfect, and she couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips as he began to pick up the pace. And as Y/N’s body adjusted, she began to meet his thrusts, her hands gripping his shoulders as she urged him on.

“Y/N… you feel so good,” Seungmin groaned against her ear, his hands went to her breasts as he thrust into her with increasing intensity. “I can’t believe we’re finally doing this… you’re everything I’ve ever wanted.”

Y/N’s breath hitched as the pleasure began to build again, her body responding to every movement, every touch. “Seungmin… don’t stop… please, don’t stop,” she gasped, her hands clutching at his shoulders as she met his thrusts with equal fervor.

He knew what she needed before she even finished the sentence, his pace quickening just enough to push her closer to the edge. The tension between them was electric, the pleasure so intense it was almost unbearable.

Seungmin’s control was slipping. He could feel the pleasure building inside him, the overwhelming need to lose himself in her completely. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as he continued to move inside her, his pace growing more desperate with each thrust.

Y/N moaned into his mouth, her body trembling with the intensity of the pleasure that was coursing through her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her, the sensation of him fucking her deep drives her wild with desire.

“Seungmin… I’m so close… please, I need you…” Y/N gasped, her voice trembling with need.

Seungmin groaned as he felt Y/N’s walls tightening around him, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he thrust into her with a force that bordered on desperation. “Come for me, Y/N,” he urged, his voice rough with emotion. “Don’t hold back,” he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. “Let go, Y/N. I’m right here with you, I’ve got you.”

That was all she needed. The pleasure built to an unbearable peak, and with a cry of his name, she came undone beneath him, her body tightening around him as waves of ecstasy crashed over her.

Seungmin wasn’t far behind. The sensation of her climax, the way her walls clenched around him, was too much to bear. With a few more desperate thrusts, he followed her over the edge, his own release shattering through him as he buried himself deep inside her. Seungmin catch Y/N’s lips into a searing kiss, tongue tangled with her’s as he paints her walls with his cum. His body trembling with the force of his release as he held her close, his grip almost desperate.

Seungmin’s body shuddered as he rode out the intense waves of pleasure, buried deep inside Y/N. His breath came in ragged gasps, his forehead resting against hers as he tried to regain his composure. His body spent but his heart full. Y/N wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as they both caught their breath, the aftershocks of their lovemaking still pulsing through them. The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing, the air thick with the scent of sex and the lingering warmth of their shared release.

Y/N’s hands were still tangled in Seungmin’s hair, her body quivering beneath him as she slowly came down from her high. She could feel the rapid thumping of Seungmin’s heart against her chest, their bodies still intimately connected, the sensation of him still inside her making her feel a warmth and connection unlike anything she’d ever experienced before.

“Y/N…” Seungmin murmured, his voice laced with emotion as he slowly lifted his head to look at her. His dark eyes were filled with a tenderness that took her breath away, and she could see the love and devotion in his gaze as he brushed a stray lock of hair from her face.

She smiled up at him, her heart swelling with affection as she cupped his cheek with her hand. “Seungmin,” she whispered back, her voice soft and filled with emotion. “That was… incredible.”

Seungmin’s lips curled into a small, satisfied smile as he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to her lips. “You’re incredible,” he whispered against her mouth, his voice still a little breathless. “I can’t believe we just… did that. You were so perfect.”

Y/N blushed at his words, her heart fluttering in her chest as she returned the kiss. As she pulled away, Y/N smiled, her heart swelling with affection as she reached up to brush a strand of hair from his forehead. “So were you.”

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” she confessed, her voice trembling slightly. “I can’t believe it finally happened… with you. It was everything I imagined and more.”

Seungmin’s eyes softened even further as he pressed his forehead against hers, their noses brushing as they shared a moment of quiet intimacy. “I’ve dreamed about this for so long,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “But it was more than just the physical… it’s because it’s you, Y/N. I love you so much, and being with you like this… it’s like everything I’ve ever wanted finally came true.”

Y/N’s heart soared at his words, and she felt a warmth spread through her chest as she looked into his eyes. “I love you too, Seungmin,” she whispered back, her voice filled with sincerity. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone else… you’re everything to me.”

Seungmin’s heart swelled with emotion, and he couldn’t resist leaning down to capture her lips in another tender kiss. The passion from earlier was still there, but it was tempered with a deep sense of love and connection that made the kiss feel even more meaningful.

They stayed like that for a while, their bodies still connected as they exchanged slow, languid kisses, savoring the afterglow of their lovemaking. Seungmin’s hands gently caressed her sides, his touch soft and reverent as he memorized every inch of her skin. Y/N’s fingers played with the hair at the nape of his neck, her touch light and soothing as they shared this intimate moment.

Eventually, Seungmin reluctantly pulled back, his gaze full of love as he looked down at her. “Are you okay?” he asked softly, his voice laced with concern as he searched her eyes for any signs of discomfort.

Y/N smiled up at him, her eyes shining with happiness. “I’m more than okay,” she assured him, her voice full of contentment. “I feel… complete. Like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.”

Seungmin’s heart swelled with emotion at her words, and he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead before slowly pulling out of her. The sensation left them both feeling a little empty, but the warmth of their connection remained.

As they lay there, tangled together in the sheets, Seungmin pulled Y/N into his arms, holding her close against his chest. She nuzzled into his neck, her breath warm against his skin as she sighed contentedly. Seungmin’s hand gently stroked her back, his touch soothing as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

“Thank you,” Seungmin whispered, his voice filled with gratitude as he held her close. “For trusting me, for loving me… I’ll never take that for granted.”

Y/N looked up at him, her heart overflowing with affection as she cupped his cheek. “I’m the one who’s grateful,” she replied softly, her voice filled with emotion. “You’ve always been there for me, even when I didn’t realize how much I needed you. I love you, Seungmin… and I always will.”

Seungmin’s heart melted at her words, and he couldn’t resist capturing her lips in another sweet, lingering kiss. “I love you too, Y/N,” he whispered against her mouth. “More than anything.”

They stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other’s arms, their bodies warm and content as they drifted off to sleep. The night had been everything they had hoped for and more, and as they fell asleep in each other’s arms. In that moment, the world outside didn’t matter; all that mattered was the love they had for each other.

[surfinminho]

Kinktober day 5- Phone sex w/ seungmin

⤷ warnings: fem! reader, phone sex (duh), dom(?)!seungmin

⤷ word count: 588

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Seungmin: are you busy?

Y/n: no, why?

You didn't get a reply back, instead you got a video call.

"Hi baby" you smile though it can't see it, your face isn't in the camera. It's around 10 pm and you look a mess.

"Show your face dummy, otherwise I wouldn't have video called you" his face isn't in the camera either, but you can see part of his arm and neck with the way he angled his phone.

"I look like a crazy person" you weren't too far off of one, makeup from earlier still on. You just came home a while a go, about to take a shower when seungmin called you.

"When have I ever cared how you look"

"Well I care" you huff fixing your camera tho show only the top half of your face.

"I miss you" you blurt out

"What do you miss about me?"  You can tell by his voice that statement gave him a little boost, so you decide to play around with him.

"Well" you start trailing off like you're trying to think. "I miss your hugs, laugh, smile. there's more, you wanna hear?"

"Absolutely"

"Okay then, I miss your hands, thick cock, your lips" you say nonchalantly, trying not to give away how horny you've been for him.

"You miss my cock baby? How cute." His demeanor shifts. All of a sudden he's suffling around in his hotel bed then he stops.

"What specifically do you miss about my cock, the way I fuck you?" He's taunting you, trying to get you to break.

He caught you off guard, coughing out of

the sudden question.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" His voice sounds breathy, pants coming and going.

"Seung what's that" you heard something, like a squelchy type sound.

"What's what?"

"That sound- see it happened again!" You knew you weren't crazy. You heard that sounds. And it keeps progressing.

The camera angle didn't change either,  hand moving every time the you hear the sound, neck tensing.

"Take - take your pants off please? W'na see your cunt" the dam breaks, any restraint he had is gone. He

"I can't I'm so hard for you baby. Play with your cunt - wish it was me." He turns his camera around showing you his cock, leaking in his hold. The tip was flushed pink almost red.

The grip around his cock was tight, spewing out pretty nothings as he goes up and down.

You snuck your hands south, rubbing your clit. You peer the camera downwards doing what he told you, showing him your cunt.

"Just like that, im gonna cum- you're gonna make me come" the camera was in and out of focus. Shaking every one and a while.

"Shit- w'na cum in your pussy. Can't wait till I come home" he slows his hand down,  squeezing his tip. "I need you to cum, please wanna cum with you."

Your hand movements try to mimick his, slowing down when he slows down and speeding up when he goes impossibly fast. You wanted his cock in you, missing the way his mushroom tip would reach all the way inside you.

There was no warning when you came, rubbing yourself through your high while you beg seungmin to cum with you.

"Good girl, making me cum so hard" his voice is just above a whisper, turning his camera around the the previous angle he had when you first join the call.

"You did such a good job baby"

"You're filthy."

[chrisbangsbf]

Changbin/Seungmin

Explicit | 650 words

Tags and Warnings: light Dom/sub, semi exhibitionism (sex on call/while gaming), cockwarming

AO3 link

Seungmin punishes Binnie by cockwarming him.

"Hyung," Seungmin's tone is a warning when he speaks, "seriously, stop moving." 

There's a hint of annoyance there behind his voice that doesn't fail to make Changbin's face burn in both embarrassment and arousal. He's trying to not squirm, he really is, but Seungmin's been on his lap for the better part of an hour now, and every time he shifts or gets excited about the game he's playing and ends up clenching around him, Changbin can't help but throb. It just feels so good.

Even though he knows this isn't meant to get him off, that it's supposed to be punishment, his body still craves the sweet friction that it knows is just out of reach. Still makes him twitch pathetically, wanting so badly to give himself over to instinct and buck into the tight heat surrounding him and chase his high – he wants Seungmin to have pity and make him cum. Could almost beg for it. But he knows that wouldn't do him any good. 

"M'sorry," he mumbles instead, burying his face into the crook of the younger's neck and shoulder. He tightens his arms around Seungmin's waist for a brief moment before obediently letting them rest clasped in his lap once again. 

Seungmin only hums in response, shifting slightly before unmuting his mic and going back to whatever he was talking about with his fellow gamers. Changbin wishes he could pay attention to the computer screen, or at least to whatever they were saying, because maybe it would help distract him to some degree, but all he can focus on is the way Seungmin's warm skin feels against his cheek and how he smells when he's up this close – a little sweaty and musky, but comforting and tantalizing at the same time.

After quite some time, he isn't sure exactly how long, Seungmin surprises him with a slow, delicious circle of his hips, creating the sweetest friction on his overly sensitive, desperate cock. It startles a sharp yelp out of him, fingers immediately digging into Seungmin's hips to help ground himself. How cruel... right when he was finally starting to zone out a little. 

"Sorry, Changbin hyung is here," Seungmin chuckles to someone he's on call with, voice calm and neutral like he isn't stretched around him or being an absolute fucking menace. Changbin swallows hard and tries not to whimper or do anything he will regret, like disobey. "No, he's fine. He's just being needy." 

Changbin takes a deep, shaky breath at hearing himself be talked about as if they aren't sharing such an intimate moment, and he finds himself squeezing Seungmin harder, smoothing his palms over the soft skin with the exhale. He grits his teeth.

"He'll wait for me all night if I ask him," Seungmin says, and Changbin swallows down a moan. Because he's right.

He could lift him up, hold him in the air and fuck into him with reckless abandon, let all his friends know what he's been up to this whole time... he could yank his headphones off, throw him over his shoulder and toss him to the bed to take whatever he wanted, that's totally within his abilities... but he stays obediently pinned beneath Seungmin's hips. Because that's what he's been told to do. It's also what he deserves. 

After seeing that Changbin stays still after his teasing, Seungmin reaches back and scratches affectionately behind his ear, as if to tell him you're being such a good boy, but he keeps chatting with his friends and doesn't make any move to turn and look at him. Changbin finds himself smiling anyway, eyelids fluttering closed and leaning into the touch, tender and appreciative. Such a simple gesture, yet it does wonders for renewing his resolve. 

He can take this. He can be good for Seungmin. He will be good for Seungmin. He'll prove himself, even if it takes all night.

[skzshiplore]

SIR KIM

Seungmin was serious when he told STAY not to go to other idols concerts. He’s selfish and he wants what’s his to remain only his. He was also talking to you in particular. For you it translates to “don’t look at/for other men”. The only other men he’s willing to share you with are his members and even that’s a stretch for him. He doesn’t like watching you fuck the others, he doesn’t like letting the others watch him fuck you and he rarely ever fucks you with the others.

You don’t mind though because he treats you well. He doesn’t tell you that you can’t fuck the others, he understands the groups dynamics. But when it’s his turn you’re all his.

You all went out one day on a casual stroll to the park and you might have given a second glance to someone on the street. A little too much of a glance for Seungmins liking. You had no idea he’d been watching you, everyone was caught up in their own conversation so you thought you were off the hook. Seungmin started plotting at that very moment.

“Pick a member” he demands. You were confused but you chose anyway. That was earlier today. Now you were locked inside Seungmins room with I.n’s head between your legs as he attacked your pussy. Seungmin is slitting in a chair in the corner of his room watching.

“Eyes on me! If you lose eye contact with me at any point I promise you’ll regret it” he says in an even tone that sends shivers down your already sensitive spine.

Jeongin brings you to your peak for the first time that night on his fingers and scarily skillful tongue. Minnie demands that you ride him next keeping your eyes locked on him as you do it.

Jeongin lays down with his hard veiny cock twitching and leaking against his stomach. He’s aware that he’s being used for whatever sick game Seungmin was playing but he gets his dick wet so he won’t complain.

You straddle the maknae and slide down his shaft with a gasp. Jeongin is quite big and this position allows him to fill you up well. You begin to ride his cock while staring into Seungmins soul as requested. You’re not sure why this is happening but at the moment you can’t bare to complain.

“Look at you. A filthy whore riding another man’s cock. You know I hate to see you like this princess so why would you make me do this? Hmm” he questions condescendingly. You can’t bother to reply with how turned on you are right now so all you can spare is a moan.

“Do you think that man could fuck you like we do? Like I do? If he was here right now instead of us do you think he’d fill you up like we do?”

“Fuck no” you moan breathlessly. You quicken your pace because you’re close and you’re hoping he’ll let you cum soon.

“No one will ever fuck you like we do. No one will ever love you like we do. Nobody knows your body the way we do. So the next time you think about or look at another man remember this okay princess?”

“Mmh yes Minnie fuck!! I’m sorry can I cum please Minnie please!!” You beg on Jeongins cock. You can’t even bother to ride him anymore your mind is hazy. Jeongin knows this and takes control by planting his feet to the bed and is now fucking up into you.

“That’s not my name baby. You know my name”

“Sir Kim please!!! Fuck me!! Please can I cum Sir Kim please” you babble all coherent thoughts gone from your mind.

“Good girl. I’m sure you’ve learned your lesson. Go ahead and cum on his cock like the whore you are” he grants.

That’s all it takes to push you over the edge. You know you fucked up but you were so fucked out you couldn’t keep your eyes open a second longer. I.N cums in you not too long after with a stifled moan due to the tight grip your pulsing wet pussy has on his cock. You collapse on his chest spent and breathless but I.N just holds you giving soft kisses to your sweaty forehead.

Through the fog of your brain you hear Seungmin rise from his seat and walk toward the bed. You can barely open your eyes but you try anyways. As you look up you lock eyes with him to find he looks disappointed.

Shit..

“You might have learned one lesson princess but it seems I’ll have to teach you another. Clean this mess up and get out” he demands softly before exiting his room.

You fell light laughter rumbling from the maknae chest and you question him. “You made him mad again” he laughs “only you can make the puppy act like this.”

“Shut up!!” You chuckle slightly smacking his chest playfully.

Kim Seungmin was a juxtaposition. The persona he shared with his fans was so different from that of his bedroom personality. You loved them both honestly.

Tired and spent from whatever the hell just happened you figure if he’s already pissed off you might as well defy him a little more. So you do. You fall asleep right in his bed on Jeongins chest with his softened cock still buried inside you.

You shouldn’t have done that.

[doitforbangchan]

Not laughing now - Seungmin

@kpopgurl78 left a comment asking for dom Seungmin so here you go! hope you enjoy

Masterlist

Seungmin x reader (afab)

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, Harddom! seungmin, Mean! Seungmin, oral (m receiving), fingering, subspace, crying, choking, spanking, nerf guns, fluff, pet names , cursing

WC: 2.5k

Not proof read :)

MDNI 18+

Bugging Seungmin was your favorite pastime. Not like he didn't deserve it, it felt like you could barely get a moment's peace with him around. Your boyfriend was notorious for messing with people and you were no expectation. 

Currently he was sitting on the couch on his laptop, doing some work for Chan, preparing for the next comeback. His headphones were on, perfect. He couldn’t hear you creeping around - nerf gun in hand. His favorite way to mess with you. 

He was so focused on what he was doing he didn’t see what you were doing. If he had looked up for even a second he would have seen you shimmy against the wall and duck behind the chair. 

You peered around, took aim, and fired. Hit the shoulder! The little foam bullet bounced right off. 

Seungmin jumped at the sudden contact, he obviously was not expecting the hit. He lowered his headphones and his eyes searched for the source of the attack, scanning the room until he laid eyes on your foot that was unhidden peeking out from behind your hiding place. 

“Y/n” His voice was stern, seemingly not pleased with your shenanigans. You didn’t move, choosing to remain hidden. “I am being so for real right now, cut your shit out. I have to get this done or Hyung will be pissy. Only warning.” He put his headphones back over his ears and turned his attention back to his laptop with a furrow in his brow. 

A moment passed before you looked at him again, wanting to ensure he was back to being focused on his task. You debated your options. You could go back to your room and wait for him- or you could test your luck and fire another shot. ‘He did seem pretty mad about the first one ‘ you thought. ‘Fuck it.’

You aimed up another shot at your boyfriend, and fired. This time landing a forehead shot. 

Seungmin ripped his headphones off his head and tossed the laptop to the couch next to him, rising to his feet. He trained his eyes on your form and stalked over to you with heavy footsteps. 

He stopped right next to you with a look of pure fury and when you went to give him your best puppy dog eyes his hand suddenly shot out and grabbed your neck, hauling you up to be face to face with him. Dropping the nerf gun your hands grabbed his wrist in fear, eyes wide at his actions. Yeah he was rough with you usually, but this felt different. Felt dangerous. 

Seungmin brought your faces close together as he seethed, “You think your being fucking funny? Now I’m gonna show you just how funny I am, little girl.” 

Before you could squeak out a response he crashed his mouth into yours, capturing your lips. When you started to reciprocate his advances he shocked you again by sucking your lips into his mouth and biting down on them. 

You squealed at the pain and tried to pull your head back but his grip on your neck tightened keeping you against him. You were not moving unless he allowed it. 

“Minnie” You muffled against his lips, gasping at the lack of air. 

“Dont fucking ‘minnie’ me.” He growled out. “ I told you to knock it off and you chose to not listen. Now you will take your punishment and I don't want to hear any complaints coming out of your mouth. What's your safeword?” He eased up his grip so you could answer. 

“H-Honey bun.” You wheezed out. 

He smirked, pleased with your answer. “ That's right. Use it if you need to.” He gave you another harsh kiss, teeth clashing. “ Now be a good slut and get on our bed, clothes off, face down ass up.” He released you from his hold and almost fell to the floor when he shoved you off of him. 

You scrambled away from him, down the hall and into your bedroom. Quickly shedding your clothes you contemplated the choices that led you to this moment. You knew he was frustrated, you knew he told you to stop, you knew he wouldn’t just let it slide. That wasn’t Seungmins style. He always had to be in control, always had to have the last laugh. Well, it looks like you're not laughing now. 

Maybe you’re just as fucked up as him though, or you wouldn’t have this growing wetness between your legs. There was something so hot about your boyfriend when he was being a hard dom. He was always the dominant one in your relationship but this just seemed on another level. 

Nevertheless you did as instructed, now naked you presented yourself to him, with your face against the soft sheets. You must have been lost in your thoughts as you didn’t hear him come into the bedroom, only felt the sudden sharp sting against your ass from his palm. The force was so hard it caused a scream to rip from you, your hands death gripping the sheets to keep you steady. 

“Shut up. You can take it.” His voice was harsh as he spoke, you could almost see the contempt on his face. His palm came down again on your butt just as painfully as the last but thankfully you were expecting it. His warm hand lightly smoothed over the smacked area but not long enough for you to enjoy it, only long enough for him to feel the heat radiating off of the reddened skin. 

He smacked each cheek, alternating between the two for each slap. It hurt so bad. Never had he ever hurt you like he is now, the blows seeming to never end. You couldn’t stand it, unable to hold yourself up anymore and now laying front side down on the bed. It was so intense.

But

It also turned you on. You could feel yourself get wetter and wetter after each and every slap. Fuck all you wanted was to be touched, you knew he could be sweet when he wanted and you craved just an ounce from him. 

There was a steady stream of tears cascading down your cheeks. The salty liquid wetting the sheets under your face, as well as the drool leaking from your mouth. You were already a mess. 

Seungmin stood behind you admiring the dark red hand prints he was leaving on your body, he could see you tremble after each hit and he loved it. He never thought he would get to be this mean to you- didn’t think you could take it- but you had pushed him to the brink of destruction with your antics. Maybe he should give you a moment's rest, though. He didn’t want to break his toy too early. He let one hand gently rub the bruising skin, while the other slithers its way around to the front of your body. One finger deftly swiped through your folds and he felt just how much you enjoyed his actions. 

A gasp escaped you at his actions then a moan when you felt his finger. 

“P-p-please Minnie, I ne-” You were cut off when he slipped that same finger into you while at the same time cracking the other hand down for one more harsh slap. You didn’t know whether to cry or moan so you did both, burying your face further into the bed. 

Without removing his finger from within you he yanked your ass back and up, raising your hips. His pelvis - still clad in his jeans- gyrated roughly against your abused skin. At the contact you tried to escape him, attempting to climb further up the bed . Seungmin let out a cackle at your attempt as he gripped your hip to stop you, adding another finger into your hole and curling them up to hit that special spot.

“Oh no baby you are not going anywhere.” He tutted at you, rutting harder and then let out a small moan himself. “You know, if you had been good, I may have been sweet to you tonight.” Lies. You both knew it. “But instead you wanted to push my patience. So now you're getting treated like the slut we both know you are.” 

He leaned his face close to your ear, panting slightly, “ You knew I was frustrated with my work, I told you to knock it off but you didn’t fucking listen. What do you have to say for yourself?” 

You mumbled into the sheets “ ‘m so”- hiccup- “so sorry Minnie. Sorry. ‘M sorry.” 

“Yeah?” He bit your ear, “ Prove it.” He took his hands off of you and backed away just enough to give you space to turn around. 

You immediately flipped around so you were facing him, still on your stomach. With trembling hands you reached up and started to unbutton his pants. You risked a glance up at his face. He was biting his lip, glaring down at you with lust in his eyes. He noticed you looking at him and asked you condescendingly “What the fuck are you looking at?” 

“ You’re so pretty, minnie.” You answered honestly. He really was the most beautiful man you had ever seen. You were beyond attracted to him the second you met him. 

A red blush appeared on Seungmins face, he was not expecting something so nice to come out of you, especially with how mean he’s being to you. He scoffed as to diffuse his embarrassment. 

“Whatever, just suck my cock.” 

You nodded and continued to remove his pants and boxers from his thighs. The second his dick was free you wrapped your mouth around it and hollowed your cheeks, getting right to work pleasuring him. 

Seungmin threw his head back and let out a groan, his hand coming to wrap itself in your hair but not stopping your actions. You sucked him like it was your job, trying to please him and hopefully get something in return. 

There was a piece of you starting to show itself, begging to take over. You were falling into subspace and falling quickly. This wasn't new since you’ve been with Seungmin. He was always the dominant one and that's the way he liked it. Just like he liked his woman submissive to him. Though he will admit it added a little spice when you acted up. 

There was drool escaping the sides of your mouth as you blew him, he was getting soaked from you. He could not help the sounds that escaped him. Your hand came up to fondle his balls, rolling them in your palm. 

Fuck he needed you, now. 

He roughly pushed you off of him and you looked up at him with those sparkling eyes, tears still on your lash line. 

“Get on your back and spread your legs.” 

You did as he said; flipping over and letting your thighs part for him to see your core. Seungmin could clearly see just how ready you were for him, your pussy letting out clear streams of your arousal. 

He clicked his tongue at the sight. “ Wow I was right you are a slut, look how fucking wet you are from the slightest bit of attention.” 

“Only for you, minnie.” 

He moaned out loud at your words, crawling up to hover above you. He was still fully dressed, minus his cock out,  while you were completely naked. Another one of his power plays to assert dominance over you. 

“Off please.” You tugged on his shirt. 

He rolled his eyes but pulled the garment off and flung it on the floor.

He lined himself up to your hole, giving you a passionate kiss. He wasted no time before he shoved himself into your core, while also shoving his tongue in your mouth. Your hands found his shoulders, nails digging into the skin there. He knew from how hard you were digging he would have bloody indents but he didn’t care. In fact he hoped he would bleed for you. 

He gave you one second to adjust before beginning a punishing pace, thrusting in and out with no care for your body. 

“F-fuck baby. Pussy so good to me, sucking me right in.” 

You moaned in response, the sound coming out high pitched and whiney. 

“Fucking made for me. Born to take my cock, weren't you?” When you didn’t answer his open palm came up and slapped your face, not enough to really hurt you but enough to leave a light sting behind. “Answer me. Now.”

“Yes! Was made for you and only you!” You cried, the pleasure over taking you, thighs shaking. “P-please minnie need more!” You begged. 

“So greedy.” He quipped before lowering his hand to where you were joined - never slowing his pounding into you- and circled your little bundle of nerves with the calloused pads of his fingers. You clenched hard around him at the contact and he went cross eyed momentarily at the sensation. 

“Fuck, baby you’re gonna make me cum.” He breathed out and you only moaned. “You want that? Want me to cum inside your tight little pussy?” 

You nodded dumbly, mouth open with a constant stream of whimpers escaping. You yourself were about to combust. 

“Knew my little slut would want me to paint her insides. Come on baby let me have it. Gimme all you got.” 

His words set you off, an explosion erupting inside you as you came. A scream left your mouth and you clenched hard. 

“Oh my fucking GOD.” Seungmin followed right after you, unable to contain it any longer as you squeezed the life out of his dick. You could feel the warmth of his orgasm filling you to the brim, every centimeter covered in him. 

Your body was shaking, riding out one of the best orgasms of your life, when Seungmin laid gentle pecks across your face, kissing away the tears as they fell. 

“M-min…” You cried out but he only shushed you and caressed your hips. 

“ ‘m here, pup. ‘M not goin anywhere.” He cooed. “Did so good for me. I love you so much.”

“Love you too.”

You were still latched onto him, needing the comfort he provided. You held him against you demanding he lay on top of you. He did, knowing what you needed from him. Knowing you needed your sweet Minnie now. 

After a few minutes you were able to stop shaking and control your breathing, releasing your hold on the boy. He gave you one more kiss on your forehead before rolling off of you and to his feet, tucking himself back into his pants. 

“Stay here baby, I'll get something to clean you up.” He swiftly went to the bathroom and came back with a warm washcloth. Your loving boyfriend used it to clean you up before throwing it into the bathroom somewhere and returning to bed. He found his place behind you and spooned you, cradling you in his arms. You let out a hiss as he made contact with your severely tender ass. Seungmin would put some ointment on it later.

“My good girl. Did you learn your lesson?” He asked sweetly, almost sickeningly. 

“Mmhmm. Won’t bother you when you're working again.” You mumbled out. 

He smiled against your hair and left a kiss there. He knew you would mess up again one day and he could not wait to punish you again. 

But for now, he will treat you as he always does, your loving boyfriend. 

a/n; Totally could have gotten carried away here lol hope yall enjoy! as always comments and reblogs are appreciated <;3

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[daengtokki]

part one // serial killer!Kim Seungmin/afab reader

WC: ~10k

RATING: mature/explicit/mdni—contains: rough sex, manipulation, strangulation, blood, implied drugging, murder

SYNOPSIS: Seungmin floats through life alone, haunted by his memories—keeping himself under control, and quieting his mind the only way he knows how…killing and watching the life leave his victims eyes. When you cross his path on a morning hunt, something new (something forgotten) starts to move inside of him, leading both of you on a path to confront the unspeakable past.

[ ML— DEITY MASTERLIST ]

The smell of smoke reaches his nose, and the craving comes on so suddenly, and so strong…he hates this, not being able to control something so small. He doesn't have much control at all, if he thinks about it. He hasn't had any real control in years—just the illusion of it. The first chance Seungmin gets, he disappears into a convenience store, and he walks back out with a pack of cigarettes clenched in one hand. He bites down on a fresh book of matches as he bounces it against the heel of his palm, eyes still carefully scanning the streets as he unwraps the plastic and pops one between his lips.

The sound of the match against the striker strip is enough to calm his nerves, but the first slow drag quiets his mind and numbs the itch in his limbs. The part of his brain that doesn't shut up when it's time likes to smoke lately, it seems, so he listens. More of his illusion.

Just as he pulls in another lungful, you breeze past him, head down, eyes glued to your phone. Seungmin can see exactly what you're doing—looking at a map as you walk, probably a little lost, and you’re mumbling quietly. Scolding yourself, maybe, but taking your time and obviously trying to keep it together. He wonders just how lost you are, but he doesn't move right away…he’s smarter than that. That itch returns very quickly, despite the cigarette, and his legs shake a little with the anticipation of following behind. Lucky for him, you stop and duck under the awning for some shade, and probably to get your bearings.

He likes the way you look.

You feign confidence, and you really are doing a great job of fitting in and acting like you know where you are—where you need to go. If anyone else was nearby, they wouldn't even suspect you needed help. And you’re pretty. Seungmin thinks you probably don’t know that, not here, so out of your element. You are, though.

Just as he moves to approach you, you lift your gaze, and your eyes find his. Seungmin freezes for a moment, then slowly takes the cigarette from him lips. “Hello,” he smiles and turns away a little to blow out his smoke. “I’m sorry, I can…” he discards it, then turns back, hoping your eyes are still on him…

He was a little rushed this morning, his hair dryer broke, and he spilled an entire iced coffee on his way out the door. Going out today didn’t seem like the best idea, but he figured he would at least make the attempt, and try again tomorrow if he had to. Seungmin is very glad he tried today. You still look up at him with keen, hopeful eyes when he turns to face you again.

“…put this out.” He tries English—it’s the only western language he knows. “Do you need help reading your map?”

Still, you stare…silent. If you don’t speak English or Korean, he’s out of luck, and he’ll have to drag himself back home, alone, and crawl into bed until tomorrow.

“Yes…thank you”

He sighs internally, and smiles softly at you. Once again, his looks (and his fluent English) get him what he wants. Seungmin doubts you would have taken the help if that first look didn't get something moving in you. He could see it in your eyes. “Where are you headed? I might be more useful than that map.”

Still, you hesitate for a brief moment, “...my apartment. I took the bus, and I missed it coming back. But I think I’m almost there. I’m just a little anxious, and I’m being stupid…”

“No, you’re not. Have you been here long? In Seoul?”

“About a week”

“No, not stupid. What’s the address?”

/ / /

“Stay close, we can probably get the whole way across.” He looks back at you, and slows enough for you to catch up to his long strides. “No, maybe not,” he takes your wrist in his hand, and it’s unnecessary, because you stop with him. It’s a good start…the first touch. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” you glance at him, and then to his hand wrapped around you, “I think I know where I’m at now.”

“You think?”

“I think”

“I’ll take you to your building. You don’t have to invite me up…promise.”

It’s another two blocks before you finally see it, and the sight of it is a relief. Seungmin can almost feel the tension leave your body as you approach it, but there’s a long moment of silence between you when you finally get there.

Eventually, you unfreeze yourself and speak,“thank you for your help…uh, what should I call you?”

“Thank you for letting me help. You can call me Seungmin.” He smiles shyly when he says his name.

“Seungmin, is it okay if do?”

“Do what?” He already knows what you’re getting at, but he cocks his head and bites his lip.

“Invite you up. I’m sure you have better things to do, though.”

Seungmin loves the flush in your cheeks when you ask. The nervous energy that left you returns, and it gets his blood pumping everywhere it needs to—his heartbeat jumps, and he hopes his cheeks pink up a little bit, too. “No, that’s been my best offer all day.” He knows he can’t do anything here, but this is also an unusual feeling—visiting the home of a potential victim. It's not necessary, and it's very personal...and it's a little bit awkward.

“This is cute.” Seungmin stands in one spot, and examines the tiny apartment. It’s simple, and still a little plain, but you’ve barely had time to settle. He can picture the twin size bed you’re sleeping on, and how the two of you would barely fit; the commotion you’d make…the mess. The thought sends a jolt of pleasure through him, and he feels himself getting hard as he watches you stare so intensely.

“What?” He smirks. You smile back, so Seungmin lets his grow a little wider.

“Do you want some coffee? You look like a coffee person.”

“I am, I would love some”

/ / /

“You’re a long way from home,” Seungmin says over the rim of his mug, casually scanning every part of you as he does—your bare feet shuffling on the area rug; your legs, easy to admire in the tight leggings you’re wearing; body sinking comfortably into the squishy couch. He sits up and turns himself toward you a little more. “May I ask why?”

“Work. But I think I’m very under-qualified for the position…I took it to get away from my old life, and my ex.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Bad breakup?”

“Bad enough…I’m sure things could’ve been worse”

If he can find out when the break-up happened, Seungmin can figure out just how vulnerable you still are. “If it was worth coming this far, I’m sure it was bad.” Reaching out right now and grabbing your throat would be so, so easy. It would be nothing; his hands would wrap perfectly around your delicate neck. He can almost feel the snap of your hyoid, your pulse as it speeds up; slows down; stops completely. Vulnerable, but still guarded—soft, sad eyes, and nervous fingers tapping against the mug, turned slightly away from him.

Still, when you look at him again, you light up a little. “My turn…what were you doing smoking outside a GS25 all alone this morning? I’m very glad you were there…just curious.”

“Oh…” Seungmin actually laughs at that—a genuine laugh. He wasn’t prepared for such a blunt question. “People watching, I guess. I like to observe.” He notices your eyes wondering over him, the same as he did to you, only you’re a lot less subtle about it. “What is it?”

“What do you do for a living?”

A living. What does he do for a living? He doesn’t do anything except survive day to day within his careful, tedious routine. He’s a trust-fund baby, thank god. Seungmin can’t imagine having to work a day job, deal with the public, wear a mask every moment of the day just to get by.

“I make music…write, produce. Independently. Nothing major, but it pays the bills.” It’s not his usual lie, but it seems fitting for you. It’s not even a lie, because Seungmin does make music—music that has ever seen the light of day.

“You sing?”

Seungmin nods, puts on another shy smile for you. “Yeah, I do. Mostly for myself, though.” He’s not used to fielding so many personal questions so quickly, because by now, someone has their mouth on something. Or something in it. The thought gives him another twinge in his groin, and he almost whines along with his sigh.

Now is probably a good time to get more information, but his dick continues to distract him. “Uhm, what was your promotion? What do you do?” Not this information, but he has to start somewhere.

“Nothing very exciting. Customer relations for a cosmetics company. I don’t like it very much, but it pays well enough, and I’m here now.”

“Is that where you went this morning?” It’s almost too nosy, but he goes with it. “Sorry, that’s not really my business.”

“No, it’s okay. I was coming back from Dongguk University. I’m taking language classes."

He takes the opportunity to switch to Korean, “good…so you don’t speak any Korean?”

And all you can do is stare back, clueless. “I think I caught a word,” you laugh when he grins at you.

“I’m going to have so much fun with you”

An exchange of phone numbers, the promise of dinner, and Seungmin is on his way back home. Empty handed, yes, but he already has a plan unfolding in his mind. A few times before, he’s deliberately taken his time—did the cat and mouse thing, or more appropriately for him, a dog with a bone. It’s usually not by choice, though. He may have to find another in the meantime; something quick and easy to hold him over. Rushing things with you won't satisfy him.

“Wow, this is…great,” the girl turns and gives Seungmin a heavy, confident look. She only has one thing on her mind, but he’s alright with getting straight to the point. “How about the bedroom?” So why does the eagerness almost turn him off? It’s a stark contrast to what you just gave him, and to what anyone else ever gives him. The dates he picks up don’t want coffee and conversation.

There is no foreplay—not a single touch until his pants are undone and on the floor, but she goes for his shirt, and Seungmin grabs for her wandering hands.

“What’s wrong…self-conscious?” She slips one under and runs her fingertips across his ribs.

He has to tilt his head to the side to avoid her lips. “No, I’m not.”

“You are a little skinny, but that’s okay”

The gasp the girl makes when he grabs the side of her neck, the little bit of fear in her eyes, is what finally gets him completely hard. He squeezes, just enough to not be threatening, and she relaxes for a moment.

“Sorry…sorry, just teasing,” she smiles a little, and her eyes dart from the window, and then back to him.

“Get on your knees”

She does so without hesitation, but Seungmin turns and walks away before she has a chance to touch again. There wasn’t much prep for this, so he has to be careful, and he has to be quiet, so he stares absently into the drawer of his bedside table for a few long moments. Handcuffs could be helpful, but the gag might be even better. He opts for the handcuffs, and when the girl sees them dangling from his finger, she smiles. “Okay, I like kinky…are those for me?”

Seungmin nods, and very gently secures one of her wrists. The other end snaps around the bedpost. Now she reaches her free hand toward him and gets a handful of dick, and he lets her touch.

“Are you gonna be a tease now? Take these off.”

A hand comes down fast, and again she gasps as he tightens his grip around her throat. She grabs for him and claws at his skin, but it does nothing. His grip still tightens, even as her nails cut and a thin line of blood starts to form. Seungmin relaxes, and then lets go.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” She coughs and pulls at the cuff, but it's not going anywhere. “Get this off of me. Now."

None of this is new for him, and most of the time, his jobs aren't easy. Last time, he was lucky. "No," Seungmin laughs and pulls his shirt over his head, but just as he's about to return to his drawer for something new, he hears his phone buzz in the pocket of his discarded jeans.

"Take these off…please"

"Not yet, relax"

"But you will? What are you gonna do? I'm sorry I teased you…please, you can do whatever you want, but—"

"But? I can do whatever I want, but what?"

The fear in her eyes is enough of an answer, but another buzz of his phone distracts her for the briefest moment. "Please let me go. We can just pretend this never happened.”

Seungmin goes for his phone this time, "no, I don’t do that," and stares at the number for a few seconds before recognizing it, because he didn't add you to his contacts. He's not even sure he should.

Hi! I just wanted to thank you again for being so kind. I haven't had any really nice interactions with anyone until I met you today. And there is a place a block way from me that I've been wanting to try since I got here, if you're still interested.

Seungmin doesn't catch himself grinning, but his guest does. "Good news?" She asks. "Look, this was just a date gone bad. I'm not into whatever kinky shit you're into.”

He's bored. To be honest, he's been bored since he got this girl back to the apartment, so this may not do the job as well as he was expecting—he’s already starting to get soft. But letting someone go? Seungmin doesn't do that. The phone gets tossed onto the bed as he makes his way back to his drawer, and this time, he knows what he needs. The girl gasps and screams as soon as she sees the glint of the blade against the lamplight—the gag definitly would have helped, but it's too late now. The neighbors are mosty likely at work, at least.

The rattle of the cuffs against the bedpost is annoying, and Seungmin thinks for a moment that it might actually break. "You need to relax, and you need to be quiet. This…" he gestures to her antics, "this is not helping either of us."

"Fuck you, you're gonna burn in hell"

That's the last thing she says. There is one more reach, and one more scratch of her nails (right across his cheek), but she gives in as soon as the knife slides neatly between her ribs. One last hitch in her throat, one last exhale, and the light fades from her eyes. Exactly what he needed.

"I know"

I am still interested. I wonder if we're thinking of the same place.

He sends that off and thinks, but the first text is more of a challenge to acknowledge.

I'm glad I could be your first.

It doesn't sound quite right to him, but maybe that's a good thing. He sends that, too.

Now he looks to the lifeless body on his floor. The blood has soaked through her clothes, and onto the area rug where she was kneeling. Seungmin suddenly remembers why he hates doing things this way. Okay, no blood for a while, he thinks as he begins to conceal the body. He has a long day ahead of him now.

The week passes slowly, and Seungmin spends it hidden away in his bedroom. He wrote a little, and he forced himself to sing last night, but aside from that, he's just existed beneath the warmth of his blankets. One more text came from you a few days ago, but he hasn't bothered looking at it yet. Ignoring his phone has been a test for himself, and he has done pretty well at not thinking about what you said.

That can't last forever, though. Seungmin doesn't think you're going to lose interest that easily. He knows you won't. And besides, he's hungry. It's time to get out of bed.

I'm free all day on Thursday

Fuck, today is Thursday. Seungmin sits up in bed and stares at the screen, thinks…wonders if chasing you will be worth it in the end. What if he spends all of this time on you, and it doesn’t fill the need he’s expecting it to? What if it’s just like the last one? He starts to type.

I am free today. I'm sorry I took so long to reply. I understand if you made other plans.

No, it can’t be as bad as that one.

Lunch. Maybe a walk, if it's not to cold for you. Back to the apartment. It's not time, though. The feeling hasn't quite returned yet, and it won't feel right if he does this now. Maybe today isn't the day.

I'm still free. Let me know when!

But lunch wouldn't hurt. Seungmin needs you here, in this apartment, if he's going to do this right. He needs you comfortable with him.

I can get dressed and head to your building. Half an hour? Meet me outside.

/ / /

You dressed up for him. He's still a half a block away, and you’re turned in the opposite direction, but he can tell that you put some thought and effort into your outfit. Seungmin looks the same as he typically does; black jeans, black sneakers, a Carhartt jacket over a loose fitting t-shirt. Not much effort, really, but…

"Hi!" You examine him, not so subtly, starting from his dark parted hair, all the way down his long, slender legs. The smile on your face grows when you meet his eyes again. "How was your walk?"

Now it's beginning to feel like a date, and it’s very obvious that you’re attracted to him. There’s no doubt you would’ve looked at him the same had he arrived in the sweatpants he had on in bed this morning. "Very nice. How was the trip from your apartment?"

Seungmin gets a genuine laugh out of you. “It was great, I was very excited to get down here and see you.”

Excited to see him. Okay. Seungmin is used to the attention, but he isn’t as used to the cute, innocent flirting. He sees your cheeks blush before you drop your gaze.

“You lead the way”

He nods, and brushes by you very gently.

Lunch is perfectly normal; a real date. Seungmin learns a little more about you, and you learn a few more exaggerated, somewhat true things about him. The breakup between you and your ex was recent—only six weeks ago. The move was actually the catalyst for ending things. You confessed to him that you’re still unsure if it was the right thing to do, but you are beginning to like living in Seoul already. Maybe because of him. You thanked him again for his help, so Seungmin starts to wonder if simple kindness isn’t something you’re used to. Getting it from him seems a little ironic.

“Would you like to take a walk?” The second part of his plan already seems to be in motion, because you walked right by your building without even realizing. “There’s a nice park I like to visit about a half a mile that way, and a cafe a little closer, actually.”

“Either sounds good"

“Or, my apartment is closer than both. And I have a very nice coffee bar. And a regular bar, if you prefer.”

He hears your soft laugh, and he can picture you blushing again. A no wouldn’t surprise him, though—going straight to his apartment was beginning to feel like a stretch, but he has to ask. After all, you did invite him up fifteen minutes into knowing him.

"Are you gonna make me a homeade latte?"

"Whatever you desire"

/ / /

Seungmin waits for you to give him a surprised look as soon as he leads you through his front door, just like everyone else does, but you don’t. You’re quiet as you take your shoes off and look around, and you don’t make a sound until he speaks up.

“Make yourself comfortable. I’ll get the espresso machine going.”

“You must do good work”

“I wouldn’t say that. My dad left me a lot when he died, so I can’t take any credit for it.” Why did he say that? He had no reason to tell the truth, and yet, it slipped right out.

Now you do give him a look—a sad, apologetic one. “Well, I’m sure you still do good work.”

Seungmin keeps his mouth shut as he flips a switch and grinds the coffee beans. You don’t say anything else, but he watches you watching him carefully from the corner of his eye as he works. He makes one for himself, too, and as he walks to join you, a reflection on the hardwood makes him stop in his tracks. A small, silver earring is shining up at him, and he silently scolds himself for his sloppy cleanup. How did he miss that all week? He did stay in bed for most of that time, but he has never, not once, left something behind. It looks clean, at least...no blood.

“What’s wrong?” You look to where he’s looking, and you see whatever has him frozen. A small silver hoop earring.

“Uh, nothing…” he sets both coffees down on the table and tries to ignore it, but he can’t. Besides, you’ve seen it, and he can’t just leave it there. Seungmin wonders if he left something even more damning in the apartment as he bends to pick it up.

“One of your dates lost something?” You say it casually…just an observation, “I assume you have a lot of them coming and going.” But Seungmin looks ready to defend himself.

“No…no, I don’t. Not that often, really.” He slips it into his pocket. “How is your drink. I can make another if it’s not quite right.”

“It looks good,” you pick it up and hold it under your nose, “smells good,” and take a slow, careful sip. It’s hot, but just the right amount of hot. “It’s very good, thank you.”

He sits down, and his knee grazes against yours. You hold still and watch his hand run down his thigh, follow his arm up to his shoulder—to his neck, where his loose t-shirt reveals some collarbone, soft and tan. Seungmin is staring right through you, and he doesn't seem to realize it. The movement of his eyes is hypnotizing, and they're so big and dark, you feel like they could swallow you whole.

Just when you think he's going to reach for his coffee, his hand lifts toward you, and everything moves in slow motion—Seungmin's tongue pokes out to wet his lips, he bites down on it a little…and his fingertips just barely graze the far side of your neck.

You shake free of your trance and move back.

"Sorry"

"It's alright," you take another long sip of your coffee and avoid his gaze, but you can feel him staring at you. Hard. You look around his big, well decorated apartment and suddenly wonder how you ended up here with a man you hardly know, inches from him, his eyes eating away at you.

He's not sure why he went for that touch. Curiousity, maybe. Your skin looks soft, it is soft, and though he has no overwhelming urges at the moment, he still wants to to know how your skin feels squeezed against his palms, and pinched between his fingers. The image gives him a pleasant twinge in his stomach, and he doesn't even think about the possibility of his dick growing in his jeans right here and now. Today, nothing will happen, and if he scares you off now, he’ll never get you here alone again. It’s not a risk worth taking.

“I am…please forgive me. I don’t know why I did that. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”

“I don’t.” It’s a little bit of a lie, but he seems sincere. It’s easier to relax and take a deep breath now that he’s up and making a little bit of distance between you. Still, you admire him from this angle—his long, slender legs, perfect in proportion to the rest of him. Broad shoulders, and a strong looking back that you can see when the light hits his white t-shirt just right.

His face is soft, his jaw is strong, and his skin pretty, but not quite perfect. Seungmin looks like a piece of art come to life, and he’s here with to you. Talking to you. Staring at you. Reaching out to touch you.

There has to be something wrong with him.

“Are you okay?”

“Hm? Yes, I’m okay”

“I asked if you wanted to see the balcony”

There is no doubt he caught you admiring him. The grin on his face warms your cheeks…it warms your entire body. “Yeah, sure”

The balcony is in his bedroom.

Very cautiously, you walk through the doorway, but you’re not sure why you’re still on edge. So far, Seungmin has been sweet and thoughtful…maybe a little odd, but not so odd that it should concern you. Regardless of how handsome he is, maybe he really doesn’t go on many dates, or even get out of this apartment very often…his room is dark and moody, maybe more of a reflection of his mind than anything else in the apartment. Everything looks expensive—the high windows, the lighting, the music equipment in the corner. His bed is oversized and covered in soft pillows, and an old stuffed dog sits right in the middle. It looks like it’s seen better days. Seungmin doesn’t stop to show you around, though. He heads straight for the balcony.

“You’re not afraid of heights?”

You shake your head.

“Good. It’s a nice view.”

It is a nice view, because he’s almost at the very top. The wind gusts a few times as you stand there, and the air is chilly, but Seungmin stands to your side and blocks most of it. His eyes burn into you again, and you’re starting to like it.

“I should probably go.” Another lie. There is no reason to leave, and you don’t want to, but if you do stay, something will certainly happen.

“Oh, of course…I can call a ride for you”

And you want something to happen. Being in his room, within falling distance of his bed, is driving you a little bit crazy. His big, soft eyes are driving you crazy. But you barely know him, and you’ve barely settled into your new life. Feeling vulnerable isn’t new, but you’re extra vulnerable right now, and you know what can happen when you feel that way.

/ / /

Someone else will come along, and he’ll be fine. Eventually, he’ll come across another perfect one, and when he does, he won’t drag his feet and fuck things up. You were right here, inches from him…more than within reach, and Seungmin is not used to failing at getting his way. Maybe he missed something. Seungmin isn’t completely aloof when it comes to emotions and reading them on people, but he doesn’t typically bother with it, and he isn’t the best at it.

Fortunately, he doesn't have to dwell on it too long. You send him a text right before he begins to doze off that night...

Thank you for lunch today, and the walk…and coffee. Sorry I ended everything so quickly, it was nothing personal. I would like to see you again.

Okay, everything is fine. Just a little overreaction on his part. He just…scared you off? Came on a little too strong with the neck touch, more than likely. It didn't seem like much, but you're obviously a little reticent.

I would like to see you again

No reply to that, but a heart pops up next to his message after it sends.

He drags himself to the other end of the street, but he's tired. Sleep hasn't come easily the past few days, and the nightmares that come and go have returned…the same ones—the old shed, the soft, rain soaked ground, and the earth covering his father's hands when he reaches out for Seungmin. There's more, so much more, but it always comes in pieces. Maybe tonight he'll get another piece.

For now he focuses on the woman entering the bar, and he's certain he's going to lose her in there on a busy Saturday night. The urges have returned, and the sleepless nights haven't made things any easier, so he has to do something, and this half-hearted chase helps a litte bit. You haven't said a word since Thursday, and if you don't by tomorrow morning, he might just come and find you himself. If that's the case, he doesn't even need to pursue this one—he can go back home, take a hot shower, make a strong drink, and finish his nightmare.

“Seungmin?”

His heart jumps into his throat.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sneak up on you”

It’s you. It’s your soft, lilting voice, and your pleasant accent. He turns and your eyes connect, but his heart still continues to pound. “Hi, what are doing so far from home?” Very far. He ventured a little further out of his comfort zone this time around. Running into you this far away can't be a coincidence, even if Seungmin doesn't believe in things like that.

“You first”

“Oh, uh…trying to be social, I guess”

“It’s alright, you don’t have to tell me the truth.” You smile at his smirk. “A few of my classmates dragged me along, but I’m over it already. I don’t usually stay up this late.”

“I can ride home with you, if you’d like. Unless I can convince you to have a drink with me first.”

You think about it, but not for very long. Part of you wants to make up for last time, and for struggling to text him back. “Yes to both. Can we try a different bar?” The other part wants to remain strong.

“Of course, anything you want”

“Your bar?”

But the former part is bigger.

It's a quiet ride back to his place, but it's not an awkward quiet. Seungmin is relaxed, body turned sightly toward you, and you can tell he's watching every subtle movement you make; the fidgeting of your fingers, and the bounce of your knee, the occasional shift to adjust yourself and pull at your sweater. You can't quite figure out what he seems to see in you, and maybe that's part of your hesitation—being a clueless foreigner with a native drinking up every little thing, emphasis on little, that you have to you offer.

He walks ahead of you as you head for the elevator, and it's another opportunity to look at him in the harsh light. The leather jacket he's wearing is a bit big, but it doesn't hide the broadness of his shoulders. Just as you move your eyes down, he begins to take it off and reveal even more. His muscles move delicately beneath the black t-shirt as it slides down his arms, this time a more form-fitting one, tucked loosely into his black jeans. Tiny waist, narrow hips, but just enough ass to grab.

The elevator opens and he turns to you, "don't worry, I won’t keep you up too late."

When you arrived, he did all of the things guy's don't actually do on your dates: pay for the ride, open the door, hold a hand out for you. It was a little bit cheesy, but you're not going to complain about his good manners.

"Do you mind if I change? I can smell the smoke on me."

You shake your head at him, make yourself comfortable on the couch, and listen carefully as he moves around in his bedroom…the slide of a drawer, a door softly opening and closing. He's not in there long, and when he comes out, he looks like a different person.

Seungmin’s face is so striking, and it’s like that no matter what he does to his hair, but he definitely combed everything back with his fingers while he changed. It’s parted just off to the side and pushed away from his eyes, save for a few lose strands, and his eyes are so pretty and intense. The outfit is completely different—a loose fitting t-shirt, a thin white one this time, and sweatpants. It looks so out of place, because the three times you’ve seen him, he was dressed a little more than casual.

A silver Chanel necklace still hangs around his neck, and you wonder if he just forgot about it. “Better?” You stand and take a step toward him, he moves a little closer, but heads toward his small, but elaborate bar.

“Yeah,” he smiles and beckons you. “What do you like to drink?”

“What do you think I like?”

“Oh…good question, let me think,” he very patiently scans over his selection…

Ice in the shaker, cherry soju, coconut vodka—he gives it a shake, never breaking eye contact until he has to grab a glass and pours—he stops and looks around, thinks, then grabs another bottle from under the bar. As soon as he twists the cap off, the sweet smell hits you. Seungmin tops it off with cream soda, and drops in a cherry before sliding it toward you. Then he pours some for himself, minus the soda.

“Is this me as a cocktail?”

He sips his, and you can hear a little laugh from behind the glass. “First impression? Yeah. Is it good?”

“It’s good, it’s sweet…goes down easy”

“Oh, I hope so”

The whole room warms. You feel like you’re on fire. You know you’re blushing, and you might even be grinning like an idiot, but you can’t pull yourself away from his stare. Seungmin bites down on his bottom lip and a smirk slowly tugs at his mouth, and it’s now that you notice how plump and red his lips are.

All you can do is clear your throat and shift in the bar stool, but thankfully, Seungmin still has the reigns. He finishes his drink in one swift movement, and you take one more sip as he rounds the bar. The warmth of his hand on your thigh, you do feel that, but everything else is either numb or pulsing with nervous excitement. He spins you to face him, but his hand doesn’t move—it squeezes as he leans in and whispers in your ear.

“Stop fighting against it…just…” he sighs, and it turns to a soft moan. You feel like you could melt right out of this stool and onto the floor. “Don’t make me beg.”

Fuck, your mind went from nothing to everything you want him to do to you, and everything you’ve been wanting to do to him. But you haven’t done anything yet, and you don’t have to. Seungmin hasn’t come off as that type, but god…the way he’s looking at you and gripping your leg. He gently pushes your thighs apart until he can put himself between them, and your eyes drop to the growing bulge in his sweatpants.

“Seungmin…uh, fuck…um”

“What? Look at me. Eyes up here.”

The ease at which he makes you listen is surprising. He has you now. The smoke-tinged smell of his skin, the vanilla of his cologne, and the sweet smell of booze on his lips. His eyes soften, and you can’t even begin to imagine resisting that look—from here you can see the little bit of black eyeliner starting to smudge. You don’t even feel yourself reach up and wipe your thumb at the corner of his eye, not until he smiles and wraps his fingers around your wrist.

“I’ll take care of you. I’ll give you what you need.”

No answer will come out, so you squeeze your thighs and hope he can read the look in your eyes. He does. Seungmin grabs your hips and pulls your body into his, lifts you, and doesn’t hesitate once he has you in his arms. He turns and takes you right into the bedroom, and the feeling of being outside of your body is intense. You can feel your legs wrapped tight around his hips, and your arms clinging to his shoulders…you can hear his soft grunts as he keeps you steady against him. He pulls you close right before he drops you, and you get a taste of his skin before you hit the bed.

“Keep your eyes on me”

He pulls his shirt over his head, and you study every inch of him while you can. A long, lean torso—his muscles underneath flex with every shallow breath; his bare shoulders—you count every freckle as your eyes move down his arms; his hands grab his waistband and pull, and his cock bounces out, bigger than anything you’ve taken before, and you’re not even sure he’s fully hard yet.

Seungmin laughs at your reaction. “I’m usually a little more subtle…but,” he stops and looks you over, and his voice turns so sweet, “take something off for me. Please.” He’s never this needy, and he doesn’t usually move so fast, but he’s aching for it. Nine days of teasing him was far too long. “Yeah?,” he purrs as you sit up and slide out of your oversized sweatshirt. “Much better….” He strokes himself as he climbs onto the bed.

As soon as your tank top makes it over your head, and your breasts bounce free, you feel your nipples harden even more. Seungmin groans like a horny teenager. “Good…lie back for me.”

The steadiness of his hands is what you expect from him, though. You know he’s experienced, and you know he wants all the control. He unbuttons your skirt and pulls, leaving you in nothing but your panties—you wore cute ones, the lacy ones, just because. Of course you weren’t expecting to get anything tonight, but you’re so glad you did when you see Seungmin smiling at them…but then he snaps out of his trance.

Fuck, he mumbles and moves back. You watch him hop off the bed, and take another chance to admire his naked body, but he doesn't take long getting into his drawer, grabbing something, and returning to you. The condom is out and on him before you even realize what he was doing, and your panties are gripped and pulled down.

"Open up for me," he coaxes your shy legs apart until he has an eyeful of your throbbing, swollen cunt—good—and his tongue slides hungrily into you, making you gasp. "Soaking wet for me already?" Seungmin looks at you for an answer.

You nod and cautiously run your fingers through his hair, and he leans into it before getting back to work, but he just teases you. Licking and sucking just enough to make your hips move against him for more. You relax and enjoy it while you look around the dark room. The curtains are pulled shut, but you can see a little slice of city through the balcony's sliding door. The built-in shelves in the corner are over flowing with books, records, little trinkets you can't quite make out. There’s a bouquet of fresh purple flowers poking out just enough to see. You reach up and slide your hand across a silky pillow, and your fngers close around it.

"Oh…right there," you whine and take another fistful of hair. "Seungmin, god."

He laughs again, takes your words to heart, and doesn't hold back.

Your eyes squeeze shut, and you try hard to keep your body relaxed as he works, but all you want to do is thrust into him, make more fiction…finish…come hard. Seungmin moans and the vibration runs through you.

"Fuck”

He stops, and lifts his mouth off of you completely…

"No…please"

…and he laughs. "Not yet, not yet."

"So mean," you whimper, "why…"

You force your legs closed, but Seungmin doesn't like that. He grabs each knee and spreads you open again, and he slides himself between your thighs until his cock grazes your sensitive clit.

“Relax…” he comes down and bites the skin on your hip.

“I am,” you lie back and look to your left this time; at the desk, the instruments, everything he uses for work. The bedside table is bare except for a lamp, a pair of glasses you’ve never seen him in, and a silver bracelet…it matches the necklace you feel tickling you as he moves his lips up your body. “I am.” Your fingers tangle in his hair as he gets closer and closer to your throat, your neck. He bites down gently, and the pressure as he pushes himself in is so much more than you prepared for. He doesn’t tease—but he does at least take his time. After a few patient movements, he pushes in, and you whine in pain as he moans in pleasure, pulls out, laughs softly as he pushes in. Again and again.

“Fuck, you feel good”

“Slower…slow down,” your own voice echoes in your head, and you don’t feel like you’re all there. But you watched him make your drink, and he didn’t put anything in it. It’s stupid, but maybe it’s just him, and this room.

“Slow down? Oh, I’m hurting you.” He pushes in and stops, “I don’t wanna hurt you, but...you look so good stretched around my cock,” and pulls out carefully, “so wet.”

“You’re not hurting me…”

“I am”

It takes so much restraint, but Seungmin listens to you, and he’s patient as he pumps in and out. Every few strokes, he moves a little faster, and he knows he finally finds a good pace when you whine for him and squeeze his arms.

“Yeah, you like that?” He whispers and you nod, “you take it so well, fuck.”

His gentle affirmations keep you wet, and the sound you make together, the mess of arousal dripping out of you as he works—Seungmin pushes your thighs apart and takes in every little detail.

It does hurt, and it feels so good at the same time. “Please…”

The soft movements of your breasts distract him, and he takes them in his hands and squeezes. The look on his face is dazed, so full of pleasure. So lost.

“…don’t stop.”

"No." He’s not stopping anytime soon, not when it feels this good. “No, I’m not,” Seungmin speeds up, "I'm gonna break you in two," and slams hard into you, and no, he doesn’t stop, even when you cry out in pain. One hand falls down on your mouth, and the other pushes your shoulder into the bed, making you scream out again, but it’s muffled by his palm.

Your hands jump up and squeezes his forearm, and the other scratches at the hand covering your mouth. You can still breathe through your nose, but just barely. Seungmin doesn’t relax, and he doesn’t let up when you grab his side and dig in. Everything goes numb, but your skin prickles with goosebumps. You’re outside of your body again, looking down at the struggle, and the ceaseless pounding of his hips against yours. Every move he makes knocks even more air out of your lungs. Maybe if he comes, he’ll stop, or at least loosen his hand and let more air into your lungs. Time slows down, and lights pop up in your vision. You’re getting dizzy, and your heart was threatening to explode before he attempted to stifle your moans. Your chest starts to burn as you exhaust yourself.

There’s nothing you can do. Seungmin is stronger than he looks. Fingers squeeze into his arms one last time before the feeling disappears, and you think he finishes just as you let the rest of your body relax. Sleeping, that’s what this feels like. Falling asleep…feeling so tired you can’t possibly keep your eyes open any longer. Something in you needs to say his name one last time when the pressure of his hand is finally gone, but so are you.

/ / /

Seungmin can barely hold his body up, because he can’t remember the last time sex felt that good; the last time he came so hard. It takes a moment for enough blood to return to his brain, and for the post-orgasm bliss to subside enough that he can speak, but when he does, he finally realizes how silent you are.

“Hey, sweetheart…look at me,” he runs a soft thumb across your brow, and wipes away a stray tear running down your temple. Seungmin freezes, and the air catches in his throat. “Open your eyes,” he whispers, taps your pink cheek, and caresses it with a softness he isn’t used to giving out. Nothing happens. He pulls at your chin until your lips part to listen for the movement of air. Still nothing. “Fuck.” The shakiness of his voice surprises him. He climbs off of you and collapses onto his pillows, but his eyes don’t leave your still body. “I didn’t. You fucking idiot, you didn’t…” he’s up again and walking on unsteady legs, still weak from the exertion. Back in his sweatpants, Seungmin climbs onto the bed again and straddles your waist. Your cheeks are still flushed, and your lips, also still very alive looking, stay ever so slightly parted. Still, no air passes through them. He knows his own strength, and he prides himself on his control, but sometimes he does lose himself in the moment. But he kept his hands away from your neck. He very specifically forced that on himself, because this wasn’t the plan tonight.

“Hey,” he moves a piece of hair away from your damp forehead, places his lips against yours for the very first time, and he fills your lungs with air. Once…twice. Nothing. He tries one more time, and after, kisses you softly before returning to his spot on his pillows. The puppy plush falls onto his lap, and he grabs it, “you see that, Daengmo?” he says, and points its face toward you, “I still can’t do anything right.”

The first gasp for air feels like nothing—a useless, struggling breath like you’re still trapped underwater, but your eyes somehow open and see nothing but a blue tinted darkness. Hands clench something soft and slick…silky. Still corporeal after death, that’s the only thought you can create. The second breath fills your lungs and you cough it out, hard. So hard you sit up, and he’s there, holding your face, whispering your name. You try to push back, but you don’t think you actually move. Seungmin’s grip tightens on your shoulder, and he lets you fall back on the bed.

“Stay awake for me,” he says.

“No…no, stop”

“I’m not going to hurt you…I promise”

“Seung—” you feel yourself slipping again, and then his hand is on your bare chest, sliding up and down your sternum. It feels good, and you finally feel like you might be alive. “Seungmin?”

“I’m sorry”

And then you’re truly awake. The memory hits you suddenly—the hand caressing you is the same one that was clamped across your mouth. The other pinned you down onto the bed, and you can feel the sore spot where it's going to bruise. You somehow find the strength to move your arms and pull yourself away, but the burning of your thighs, and the leftover pain from the sex makes you shake and collapse.

Seungmin watches quietly as you scramble back up and gather your discarded clothes.

“You need to lay down. Please, get under the covers and get warm.” He finds your sweater, and holds it hostage. “I know I scared you, I'm—"

“Scared me?” Somehow, you manage to find and slip back into your underwear and tank top, but your skirt is nowhere. Why are you even looking for your clothes? You should have been up and running for the door, but your mind is nothing but static.

“No…I mean, what just happened is not what I intended. I lost myself.”

Finally, you go for the door, clothes or no clothes but it’s, unsurprisingly, locked. That’s an unbreakable habit of Seungmin’s. “Please let me go…please.” As much as you want to cry, nothing happens—but your throat tightens and it’s hard to breathe again, so you do the only thing you have left in you—collapse onto the floor and wait. "This can't be happening, not to me...no, everything felt right," you say to yourself, to the door. “Didn’t it?”

“I can't let you leave, I'm sorry.” He hears himself speak so softly, and it sounds as if it's coming from someone else, from somewhere else…not him. “You shouldn’t even be here right now. What’s wrong with me?” He mumbles the last part to himself, but it comes out louder than he intends.

You stare wide-eyed at nothing, forehead against the door, breathing deeply as you do everything you can to not have a full-blown panic attack. The adrenaline is quickly running out. But you hear the rustle of blankets and sheets, and then you sense him getting closer. His fingers close around your shoulders, very cautiously, and he pulls you against his chest.

“I’m going to pick you up, okay? And then I’m going to take you to the bed. That's all."

If there’s something you can do to save yourself, you can’t seem to think of it, so you give in and let him put his arms around you. And he does exactly what he says—places you gently in the spot he prepared a moment ago, and then pulls the blankets over you. He moves back a little bit, and stares. The strong, sweet scent of him is all around you now, but you manage to keep your eyes closed and off of him.

“I’ll be right back, I’ll get you some water”

They remain closed until you hear the lock, the door, and then him locking it again from the outside. He won’t be gone long. You’re up and scanning the floor again, trying to remember if you had your phone in your pocket. No…you left it on the bar, right next to your empty glass. The balcony…you have no clue what you expect to find out here, but you go out and look left, and then right. And then 25 stories down. The closet. It's spacious and neat; tshirts, jackets, shoes. The black and white windbreaker he was wearing when you first met him briefly catches your eye, but you close it quietly and head for his bedside table. You heard him slide the drawer open and shut right before he walked out. Maybe there's something in there.

“Oh…” The inside of it is neat and organized, just like everything else, so you get to see exactly what’s in there with one quick glance: a small knife, concealed in a black sheath, a few small syringes pre-filled with a milky liquid, handcuffs, nylon rope, a gag…"what the fuck"…lubrication, and several more condoms. “This can’t be happening.” A moment later, the lock clicks again, and without thinking, you grab the knife, quietly close the drawer, and climb back under the covers.

There's a bottle of water under his arm, and a mug in his hand. "I am going to drink some of this so you know I didn't put anything in it…and then I would like you to finish it," He takes a long sip before handing it to you, "The water bottle is unopened, don't worry."

Something is different about him. As soon as you woke up, something felt not quite the same. Even his voice, which was so serious, and a little bit solemn before, seems lighter and higher. You stare into the mug and take a deep breath, smelling the chamomile, the spearmint, and the orange. Seungmin finished nearly half of it.

"I'll take another drink," he holds his hand out for it.

"No…" you sip it very cautiously, and then take a longer drink. The taste and the warmth does help, and you finally take a full, deep breath. Seungmin rounds the bed as you sip, and you watch him carefully. If he opens that drawer again, he'll know you have the knife…and unlucky for you, that's exactly what he does. Maybe he heard you. Maybe he can just read it on you.

But he's quiet as he looks, and his expression doesn't change. He just closes it again and sits at the edge of the bed, naked back facing you. You find yourself admiring him again…his neck, his shoulders…stupid. He slides back and relaxes against the pillows, but he keeps a good distance. The bed is big enough for that.

"You have my knife?"

The way he asks isn't accusing. It isn't threatening. It isn't even rude. He asks as if it's just the next part of the conversation. When you don't answer, you see him nod his head from the corner of your eye.

"If it makes you feel safer, you can hold onto it. If you want to use it, I probably won't try to stop you."

"How long are you going to keep me locked in here?"

"I'm not going to let you go home alone in your state, not this late. You can leave in the morning."

"You're lying"

Seungmin sighs and turns on his side, and he looks at you—you look at him directly for the first time since coming back, but you're both silent. Just like his voice, his gaze is softer, and less intense. It’s also full of confusion, like he doesn’t know what to make of you; as if he’s wondering why you’re in his bed right now. His eyes start to close. At the same time, your eyes grow heavy, and it feels just like before. It feels like you can't possibly win against the sleep, and your thoughts wander as you drift; now you'll die, no more waking up.

The sun coming in through the balcony window warms the room. The light slices the bed right in half, and when you open your eyes, the first thing you see is his sleep tangled body—the legs of his sweatpants are pushed up almost to his knees, and his skin glows in the sunlight. He's sound asleep on his stomach for a few more moments, but then he mumbles something that you can't quite make out. A groan, but it's not a good groan. It isn't until right this second that you remember the situation you somehow ended up in. Locked in with him…whatever he is…a murderer? The drawer screams experience, and that experience screams serial killer, but last night didn't seem like an experienced killer. You suppose not every time can be perfect.

What are you even thinking? You pull the covers away and move to sit up, and it's then that you feel the knife, still tucked safely beneath the pillow. So Seungmin didn't sneak over as you slept to retrieve it, because you assume he actually did put something in your tea—something he himself also drank. Both of you fell asleep together, and now you have to wait for him to wake, and hope he meant what he said a few hours ago. No, you idiot. Where did he put the key? It's probably in the pocket of his sweatpants, so you move closer to him as carefully and as quietly as possible.

He doesn't stir. You stare down at his sleeping face as you slip your fingers into his pocket, and again, you admire him—the lips you never got to kiss, soft and pouty. His cheeks, his nose, all perfect and screaming to be touched. Seungmin must hear your thoughts, because his eyes open to you, and his hand clamps down on your wrist. Ice runs through your veins and your stomach drops, but instead of pulling away and retreating to the other side of the bed, you lean forward and press your lips to his, because…you don't know why. But Seungmin kisses back, and he means it—every nibble and lick, every soft moan coming from deep in his chest. You return the intensity, and something about his kiss feels good, but still…

“Oh…right,” Seungmin licks his lip and keeps his chin high, because he knows exactly how sharp his knife is. It grazes his throat, and your shaking hand doesn’t do much to relax him. “How could I forget?”

“Where’s the key?”

“I told you I’d let you leave, I meant it”

“Give me the key.” Now, of course, you can cry. Tears stream down your cheeks, and your hand shakes even more.

“Okay…okay,” he digs in the pocket you were going for, pulls out a leather keychain, and one gold key hangs from it. “Please don’t cry.”

You snatch it, but keep the knife against him until you’re too far away to reach. He doesn’t get up when you do. He doesn’t move when you grab the clothes you finally find on the floor, try the key, and sigh with relief when it works. It’s possible that he finally moves when the door shuts behind you, but you’re dressed and gone before you have a chance to find out.

[snowyquokka]

MISSED YOU

written based off of the pictures above and my chronic need to be choked

seungmin x afab!reader

cw: smut w an attempted plot MDNI, established relationship, choking, reader is touch starved kinda robbed yall (lowkey lost motivation to write this one), unprotected piv (stay safe out there) dry humping for like two sentences, crying over being aforementioned touch starved + over writing an essay, shitty grammar (as per usual), no aftercare but it’s implied.

wc: 1k words

A.N- the longest one i’ve written on this account !! feel free to give feedback. muah <3

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“Fuck,” you groan and drop your head onto the table. You’ve been trying (and failing) to write an essay for 3 days now and the deadline is 2 days away. You’ve made zero progress due to just being stressed. Part of the stress is from not being able to even touch your boyfriend, Seungmin. He’s been on tour and it’s quite literal torture to you since your love language is physical contact.

Yes you’re able to have to an occasional Facetime where you both pleasure yourselves in front of the other but of course it’s not the same. You miss waking up on top of his chest as it rises slowly. You miss the way he smells.

And god do you miss his dick. The thought makes you feel so shitty but it’s the truth. You miss his deep groans and the way he sounds when he’s pushing you towards your orgasm.

You miss his tongue and the amount of skill he has when he’s going down on you.

And his long, slender fingers curling up in your pussy to hit your sweet spot.

Instinctively you rub your thighs together, arousal beginning to soak your panties. You swallow audibly and close your eyes.

“Fuck this,” you mumble as you shut your laptop and softly pad into your bedroom before slipping into one of Seungmin’s hoodies and crawling into bed.

You lay there for a few moments just staring at the ceiling as tears trickle down your cheeks. You feel pathetic for crying over something as miniscule as this. Though it doesn’t feel very minuscule to you.

~

You wake up to the feeling of someone stroking your hair, startling you a bit. You look up to see Seungmin beaming down at you.

“Hi, sleeping beauty. Did you mi-“ you cut him off by throwing your arms around him and immediately reveling in his scent. You inhale deeply as you relax into his arms.

“You’re actually here. I- I thought you still had another week.” you mumble into the crook of his neck. He chuckles and wraps his arms around your waist.

“Yeah that was my fault, I got the dates wrong.” you pull back slowly as you’re suddenly very aware of the wetness that is still sticking to your bare thighs. Seungmin’s eyes flicker from your lips to your chest as he pulls his bottom lip in between his teeth. You clear your throat awkwardly and pull away from him completely.

“I’m gonna go get some water,” you move to stand up but are immediately dragged back down into Seungmin’s lap.

“I’m not stupid, bubs,” he mumbles into your ear as he trails his fingers over your slick thighs. “My precious baby, ready for me as soon as I get home.” Seungmin chuckles and presses a kiss in your hair.

You cringe and rest your forehead on his shoulder in an attempt to cover your scarlet face. “I-I’m sorry. I’ve been thinking about you and I’m stressed about college. But I followed the rules and didn’t touch myself without your permission.” you rush through your words, leaving you out of breath.

Seungmin’s hand creeps up your back underneath his hoodie. “Let me help you.” you whimper softly in return.

He smiles down at you as he removes his hand from your back and gently grinds your hips against his. You let out a surprised groan and throw your head back on his shoulder.

“Relax, let me take care of you baby.” he rolls your hips over his bulge again. He inhales deeply and tilts your head up to kiss him. He lets out a groan as he tastes you on his tongue.

He’d be lying if he said he didn’t dream about the feeling of your curves under his palms the entire time he was away. He couldn’t look at a picture of you without getting hard. So as he pushes you back on the bed and removes your top, he plays out everything he fantasized about for a month.

Seungmin dipped down to kiss you once he undressed you and himself. While you were distracted he pushed two fingers grinning as you moan into his mouth.

“You make the most lovely sounds bubs, wonder how long it’ll take for me to make you lose your voice.”

“Why don’t you try and find out?” you say through broken gasps. Seungmin retracts his fingers from your core and swirls his tongue around them.

“You think I should? Can you handle it?” he asks seriously. No matter how dominant he gets he always makes sure that you are comfortable with whatever he’s going to do. The last thing he wants is to hurt you.

“Please, baby,” you grab his right hand and kiss his palm before looking up at him. “I want this-“ you guide his hand slowly towards your neck “-here.”

“You’re absolutely positive?” you nod in agreement and watch as your boyfriends eyes darken and fill with pure, unadulterated lust. He tightens his grip slightly and kisses you sloppily. It’s so chaotic and has absolutely no rhythm whatsoever, but that only makes it better.

At this point Seungmin’s dick is so hard that it hurts. He hasn’t been able to get off well in an ungodly amount of time.

You notice the distressed expression on his face as he pulls away and grab his cock, his hand still wrapped around your neck.

You stroke him a few times before he grabs your wrist with his free hand and pushes it away. Lining his tip up with your entrance, he lets out a small breath before sliding into you gently, the large amount of arousal dripping down your thighs producing lewd noises that echo through the room.

“Ah, fuck,” you stumble. Seungmin pushes into you completely. You bite your lip to stifle the loud moans you know are trying to escape.

“Do you like to have the ability to walk? Open that pretty little mouth and let me hear you.”

You continue to stay silent, overwhelmed by the sheer volume of pleasure that you’re experiencing. This only eggs Seungmin on. He applies more pressure against your neck and thrusts into you harder, trying to get any and every sound out of you.

“I can do this all night, y/n. Judging by the way you already looked fucked out, I’m guessing you can’t, so I suggest you start listening to me.”

[lilquokka04]

Can I be added to the taglist plez 👉👈 Your stuff is too good to miss out on😤

ever since minnie got his braces off i keep picturing him become more confident with going down on you, and provoking you with his mouth everywhere (like neck kisses in public and making out in front of your friends and and and

my mind just goes blank everytime i think of him sucking my boobs and all

confidence

SMUT BELOW CUT – STRICTLY 18+, MDNI

warnings: fem reader, nipple and breast play, hickies, kissing & making out, oral (f rec) words: 0.6k ~ (651)

something awoke inside of seungmin. since he got his braces off, he's been more confident and daring.

he was worried about kissing you or doing anything sexual to you, scared he would hurt you with his braces. he loves kissing you, suckling on your breasts whilst teasing your swollen clit.

he loves it more than you will ever know because he loves how you tremble underneath him. he adores watching your thighs shake from the burn as your body gets overwhelmed with pleasure. your innocent face stained with tears and drool. your eyes holding nothing but lust and greed from the man between your legs.

his braces did hold him back. he hates to admit it. you're so precious to him that he didn't want to hurt you, no matter how many times you tried to reassure him that it'd be okay, seungmin just refused to budge.

until he finally got his braces off.

you was a little upset about it. you love seeing him smile and seeing his braces, it added to his innocent, dandy look, however, he changed.

his confidence grew. he became more daring. he'd sneak up behind you in public and kiss that weak spot on your neck, the spot that makes your legs buckle from under you. he'd suck on the weak spot, purple bruises forming on your neck.

he became attached to your lips. every second of every minute, he wants a kiss. A small peck here, a small peck there. However, a peck was never enough to feed his hunger.

he needs more, so much more!

“m-minnie.” you manage to say, finally finding the time to briefly pull away from his lips for air.

“come back.” he groans, holding the back of your head gently and pushing you closer to him. your swollen and saliva coated lips meet for nth time, seungmin hungrily kissing and sucking them.

his hands gliding up and down your sides before cupping your breasts. he rolls and massages them in his palms, your own hands tangling in his hair.

“m-min..” you softly moan out. he hums softly, fingers flicking and tugging your nipples. he pulls from your lips, dipping his head low before attaching his lips to your nub.

you let out a soft and throaty groan as you feel his tongue swirl around the nub. he gently sucks before nibbling. he applies enough pressure that makes you feel something but isn't enough that its painful.

your back arches, hips bucking in to his. you grind lazily on him, desperate for something, anything at this point.

he kisses the skin around your nipple, sucking and alternating between the two breasts. he licks, bites, sucks and kisses.

“m-more..” you shakily whisper, tugging at his hair by the roots. he grunts, swiftly removing your panties.

not a second sooner, his head is buried between your legs. his hands holding onto your thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh. his tongue laps at your entrance, a throat moan of content muffled as your taste coats his taste buds.

“good.. so good – fuck.” Seungmin pants. his fingers dig deeper into your skin, leaving gentle bruises behind. he licks one long strip from entrance to clit, sucking and lapping on it before gently nibbling.

he glances up at you through his lashes, loving the way your body is squirming, swollen lip caught between your lip as your chest rises from your laboured pants. your skin is coated in a thin layer of sweat, eyes squeezed shut.

“minnie, minnie please don't stop. fuck, so good. you're doing so good, min.”

his body shivers, goose bumps rising on his skin. he wants to take you right here, right now but he wants to devour you first, turn your mind into mush with the power of his mouth and tongue.

“i love watching you behave like this y/n, i cannot wait to devour you even more.”

note: sry it took so long, but i hope you enjoy this! thank you for sending and for also being the first seungmin thought! tell me what you think here! i'd love to hear your thoughts ‹3

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Stray Kids Boypussy

Sub!bp!skz x Dom!Gn!reader

Cw: boypussy// reader has a dick but no specific gender mentioned// fingering// squirting// pussy eating// switch!reader for hyunjin and linos// teasing// use of sex toys// face sitting// choking// thigh riding// overstim// finger sucking// mentions of mouth spitting//

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Chan

The best tasting pussy out them all, all because he lovessss his pineapple juice.

Clean shaven.

He gets soooo wet

You love to trail your hand down to his sopping wet core after you're done teasing him all day just to feel he's absolutely soaked through. You could actually feel it through his shorts.

Have him sit on one of your thighs (his back to your chest) on his break during practise, gripping and caressing his thigh, inching closer and closer to his core as he subtly grind down onto your thigh before he's called back to continue with practise. He leaves behind a little we patch on your thigh that you have to cover with his hoodie.

His little clit is so sensitive but he fucking loves when your tie his hands back and play with it. He's so whiny, bucking into your hand as your rub soft circles around it, driving him insane.

Loves when you hold your hand over his mouth and finger fuck his pretty pink pussy unti he's squirting all over your hand and the bed

His pussy is so messy

You're fucking him so good, his legs to his chest, almost in the mating press position and his slick is dripping from him making such lewd wet noises evertime your cock slams into him

Grips the fuck out your hair when you eat him out.

Loves sitting on your face, he circles his hips around so your nose brushes perfectly against his clit

Gets embarrassed when his squirt is all over your face but you love it so much.

Lee know

Such a pretty little pussy.

Has a little hair but not too much cause he prefers to be a little clean shaven

Once shaved his pubes into the shape of a kitty head. It made you burst out laughing at first but you found is so cute and gave him such a good orgasm after that since he spent alot of time trying to perfect it.

A little more on the brownish side cause of his tanned skin tone.

Tastes quite salty but you love it nonetheless

Rides your cock like a fucking pro. Likes to take charge when riding you cause he knows how pathetic you can get sometimes.

Got that gorilla grip too😮‍💨 milks the fuck out of your cock

Moves his hips in time with your fingers when they work around his clit

Loves being played with and fingered with your hands stuffed down his pants, just sitting there lazily whilst you pleasure him.

Always let's out the loudest moans when he cums

Not a squirter, you've tried but it never works. He's more a creamer.

Depending on how much work and pleasure you're giving him then the more cream spills from him when he cums.

If your just lazy fucking then only a little dribbling

But if your plowing him into next Tuesday then yeah it'll be flowing out him, all over your cock and making a mess of the bed.

Doesn't get supperrrr wet, just more so sticky with a little wetness

Changbin

CHUBBY PUSSY OH MY GODDDDDD

He's a cute little tint of pink and has some JUICY lips😮‍💨

He used to be so embarrassed at how chubby it was but you couldn't get enough of how perfect you though he was

Doesn't tend to be hairy but sometimes if he can't be bothered shaving then it's fine, it doesn't bother you at all.

Cutest little clit that's SO sensitive

You love circle your tongue around it until it he's having to pull you off cause he can't handle it. Holding his hips down since he wriggles and squirms about so much.

Can't help but accidentally squeeze your head between his plush thighs sometimes but you'd happily suffocate between them.

One time when you were eating him out and he came so hard that his legs wrapped around you and his thighs locked around your head, his hand gripping your hair as he damn near breaks your neck with his bare thighs. You were scared of giving him head for awhile after that but he felt SO bad about it :(

Used to be so scared about sitting on your face cause he didn't wanna hurt you again 😭 but eventually he did and oh my god he came all over your face after like 2 minutes.

Yelps whenever you give a little smack to his clit.

Like Lino he also doesn't get super wet, more sticky with a little wetness.

Loves when you take him from behind

He can feel you so deep inside him when he bend over completely, back arched perfectly for you.

Loves to grind against your thigh whenever he's feeling extra submissive and needy, his head nestled into the crook of your neck and his arms wrapped tightly around the back of your neck

So squirmy and whiny when you hold a vibrator to his clit. He cums soooo fast when you use a vibrator on him so you overstimulate him and pull about 4 orgasms from him.

Hyunjin

He can either be quite hairy or completely bald down there

His clit isn't as sensitive as the others but his hole on the other hand...it feels like pure ecstasy when your fucking him.

He also rides dick like a pro and will probably pull atleast 2 or 3 orgasms out you before he cums even once.

He knows the power him and his pussy holds and takes advantage of that. He can be such power bottom at times.

His pussy would absolutely milk your cock wether he's subbing or domming.

When he's domming he likes to wrap his long slender fingers around your throat and choke you a little whilst he fucks himself onto you. Might even spit in your mouth whilst he's at it🤭

But when he's subbing he's such a sweaty, moaning mess under you

He'll suck on your fingers whilst you pound his wet sloppy pussy.

He gets really wet too

Sometimes if you tease him for long enough he'd actually be DRIPPING with slick.

He likes to tease you sometimes by making you sit and watch as he plays with his pussy, fingering himself and fucking himself with a dildo.

Han

SOOOOO SENSITIVE

So so so squirmy whenever you touch him

He loves wearing the prettiest panties for you just to make a big wet mess of them when you turn him on

On the salty side but you're obsessed with the taste of him

Even his scent is like heaven

Tease him under the table when out at a dinner with the other members or even on a night out. Fingers slowly working round his puffy clit as he tries his best not to squirm in his chair and draw attention to himself.

Loves being fingered by you. Anywhere. Anytime. He's always up for it.

Probably the biggest squirter of them all

Fucking him open with your fingers until he's squirting everywhere, making such a big mess to clean up

Eat him out so good until your face is drenched in his liquids

Fucking your cock into his soft velvety walls, his orgasm being so intense his pussy clenches so hard your cock is pushed out and his liquids squirt all over your lower stomach and dick.

It's hard cause it's such a big clean up everytime but he's always soaking wet even if you weren't even trying to turn him on

Because of the mess he makes you try fuck him in the shower most of the time but finding a comfortable position is a little tricky.

Also clean shaven but may have a little stripe or triangle cut at the top that he keeps trimmed.

Felix

I usually couldn't imagine his pussy being hairy like AT ALL but from the pictures I've seen on twitter...he seems like he's actually pretty hairy.

So let's just say he's mostly hairy down there but at times when he wants to feel extra pretty and cute for you and dress up in little pink outfits, then he'll be completely waxed.

Love love LOVES grinding on your thigh

He'd leave such a big wet patch after he's done

Sitting on your lap as you hold his hips down and help him move his hips along your thigh. Moving him round in circles and making sure to move your leg up so he can gain more friction

Not much of a squirter but he definitely can if you're making him feel REALLY good

Almost always shakes when he cums

His legs always clamp around your head if you're eating him out or around your hand if your playing with his pussy

It's such a pretty shade of pink and has some freckles on it too🤭

Would sit on your lap (his back to your chest) whilst playing some video games on his computer. Your cock buried deep into him. Eventually he'd reposition himself to be kneeling on the chair but still playing his games whilst bouncing on your cock. You'd help him slam his hips back down onto your cock everytime, hitting his sweet spot everytime.

Definitely a pillow humper

Don't be surprised if you come back home to him sleeping next to his dwaekki pillow that now has a big wet patch on it.

Also....BELLY BULGE

He loves the way he can always see your cock in his tummy whenever your fucking him. You're just so big he can barely fit you in :(

Seungmin

Clean shaven

Tightest pussy of them all

Tries to be a brat but the minute your cock is inside him he's turned into a whimpering little mess.

Oversized hoodies with cute lil panties underneath? Yes please

Punish him by making him play with himself whilst you sit back and stroke your cock. Make him beg for your to touch him, to fuck him or even to eat him out.

PUSSY SLAPPING

He loves when you slap his pussy, right on his clit. Makes him jolt everytime.

He's only had very few occasions where he's squirted and he was so embarrassed whilst your were just sitting there shocked and insanely horny.

One times when he was riding you, struggling to keep up his movements since his legs were to tired to keep moving so he resorted to grinding on you. You pulled him forward a little and started fucking up into him at such a rough pace. He was so dazed out by the overwhelming feeling that he couldn't find the words to tell you that had a feeling almost like having to pee. Eventually his legs started vigorously shaking and a loud moan leaves him as you lift him off your cock. The minute you lift him off his liquids burst out of him, making a big wet mess all over your abdomen as his legs try to close but are blocked by your hips.

You came untouched because of that. The site of it all and the way he reacted, his hand covering his face whilst you just held him up. You had a sudden burst of pleasure through you as you spill your own cum on your stomach along with his liquids.

He was so embarrassed but you kept telling him how fucking hot it was

I.n

Actually kinda hairy down there but keeps it trimmed down

Doesn't squirt and never has done

Creams quite a fair bit

So sensitive inside his pussy

Soooooo loud when your fucking him, he just can't handle the intense feeling of his pussy getting pounded by you.

Would be such a good boy for you

Would bend over and arch his back for you, ready for your to ruin him

He can get so desperate at times at even tries to back his ass up into your crotch just begging to be filled by you

Has such a big breeding kink

Loves when you fill his pussy to the brim, loves how it feels when your warm cum shoots out into him.

Loves the way your cum trickles out his hole and down all down him.

Clenches around you SO much but he can't help it :(

He'd let you bend him into whatever position you want and take him apart.

Prefers to be fucked by your cock rather than your fingers or eating him out but he does love when you play with his pussy.

He'd be so whiny as your rub gentle circles around his clit 😮‍💨.

When you do eat him out though he has such a bitter-sweet taste that you just can't help but savour every bit of it.