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imseungminsgf · 3 months ago

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OKAAAYYY this one's got a little kick to it

got me feelin like

Kinktober Day 3: Car Oral

[kinktober masterlist.]

🔞 warning: smut below! mdni.

pairing: Seo Changbin x reader

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The vast stretch of road ahead glistens with the remnants of the evening rainfall, as Changbin keeps one hand slung lazily over the steering wheel, the other hand toying with a loose thread on the rips of your jeans.

“I didn’t think we’d be getting home so late,” he remarks, bringing your hand up to his lips to place a gentle kiss on your knuckles. “It’s almost dark out.”

“I know,” you reply, slouching back in your seat. “But I can never say no to your parents. Your mom’s dessert really is the best.”

Changbin chuckles lightly, reaching forward to adjust the air conditioning, and then you pry his fingers off yours to pull away momentarily.

“It’s stuffy in here,” you say, unbuckling your seatbelt to peel off your sweater. You tug it off over your head, swinging it over your headrest into the backseat, and Changbin almost gasps when he observes the top you flaunt underneath it.

“What is that?” He asks, a smirk painted upon his chiseled features.

“What’s what?”

“That,” he emphasizes again, gesturing to your upper body. “Since when have you owned that shirt?”

“This one?” You question back, glancing down at your own outfit.

You play the game well, by the way you pick at the embroidered hem, as though it’s some neglected wardrobe piece you’ve kept around for years. In reality, you only purchased it a month ago, specifically for the purposes of riling Changbin up the way you know he gets- you’d just forgotten you were wearing it tonight, concealed by a large knit sweater.

“I’ve owned this for a while,” you reply with a small smirk.

“A while?” He challenges. “I would’ve known if you owned that for a while.”

“Maybe you just weren’t paying attention.”

Changbin scoffs loudly, shaking his head, visibly displeased with your answer. He catches a glance of you from the corner of your eye, as you double check your appearance in the visor mirror. And then he scoffs again, as he observes the way you gather your hair into a ponytail.

“Don’t do that to me,” Changbin groans, shifting in his seat, as his grip tightens on the steering wheel.

“Do what?”

“Come on. You know what you’re doing. Knock it off.”

He maintains a downturned smile as he catches a glimpse of your slender fingers pulling your ponytail through a black hair tie once, and then twice, your voluptuous breasts bouncing with every slight movement.

“I’m just tying up my hair,” you explain to him, flipping up the sun visor and settling back in your seat once more. “If you’re drawing any other conclusion from that, I’d say it’s fair to assume you’re just horny.”

There’s a brief moment of silence as Changbin shifts around in his seat, and although you’re only partially joking, you take the opportunity to glance at his crotch from your spot in the passenger seat.

He seems to clear his throat when you do, knowing very well there’s no way he can hide it now, but the sight is visual confirmation that he’s indeed hard under the black slacks he wears, a growing bulge formed beneath the hem of his zipper.

“Oh my god,” you remark. “You’re totally horny.”

“You started it!” He counters, squirming uncomfortably in his leather seat. “I can’t believe I have to drive another 40 minutes like this.”

You say nothing, eyes glued to the glistening pavement ahead as Changbin maneuvers the steering wheel with the palm of his calloused hand. And then he furrows his brows when he hears you undo the buckle of your seatbelt, shifting in your seat now, to face him.

“What are you doing?” Changbin asks in a confused tone. “Put your seatbelt back on, you’re gonna-”

“Just relax,” you say to him, lowering yourself just enough to shield your view from potential spectators on the road. Though the streets remain entirely empty at this hour, you glance around momentarily, before leaning in to palm at his erection through his jeans.

“What are you- Jesus,” Changbin gasps, his breath hitching in the back of his throat, as he feels you begin to undo his zipper.

“I’m finishing what I seem to have started,” you say calmly, unfastening the button of his jeans and exposing his erection to you. He grows even harder at the gentle breeze of the air conditioning caressing his still-clothed cock, and his boxers strain against his hard-on as he attempts his very best to keep his eyes on the road ahead.

“Let me pull over,” Changbin remarks, glancing over his shoulder to ensure he’s not slowing the traffic.

“I’ll just take care of it really quick,” you say back, giving his cock a little squeeze at the base, as you tug his waistband lower and expose him fully. “But you have to cum fast.”

Changbin groans at the lewd command from you, who smiles in amusement at the sight of what you seem to have started. You lower your head so that it’s comfortably rested between his muscular thighs, and then you engulf his tip in your mouth, taking him entirely between your parted lips, until you’re gagging at the base of his length.

“Fuck,” Changbin exhales, squirming again in his seat. His hands grasp the steering wheel a little tighter, whiny gasps leaving his lips as you pull back and then salivate down his length again, first bobbing down, and then back up again in swift motions.

“Slow down,” Changbin breathes, spreading his legs a little further, as though it’ll somehow grant you more access to his throbbing cock.

“I can’t,” you try to reply, drooling around his girth as you bob your head in a rhythmic motion. You’re well aware of how compromising the whole situation is- it’s certainly not in your best interest to be distracting your driver for the evening. But when Changbin speeds over a particularly bumpy section of pavement, the light thump of the vehicle causing you to gasp around him, he knows he can’t take it anymore- at least not like this.

He makes haste to glance in his mirrors, confirming there are no cars on the road, before jerking the steering wheel to the right and pulling into an empty lot. He doesn’t bother to use a signal, nor to park between the faded white lines painted along the wet cement. He simply pulls into the first spot he’s able to, diagonally, before putting the car into park, the low hum of the engine cutting off abruptly and instilling a silence between the two of you at last.

Changbin says nothing, simply throwing his head back as he unfastens his seatbelt now, his cock seemingly growing even harder in your mouth. There’s nothing but the sound of your saliva gushing around his veiny girth as you work him so skillfully, swirling amidst the guttural groans he emits from his spot in the driver’s seat. When the light above the passenger’s seat shuts off automatically, and he can no longer make out the sight of your lips wrapped around him, his hand comes down to caress your hair, looping your ponytail once in his grip in an encouraging motion.

Changbin guides you further down his cock, his tip practically hitting the back of your throat, as he ruts his hips up an an attempt to fuck your face. And inside his dark car, windows fogging up as cold breath escapes with every heavy pant, you look a mess as you take him whole, mascara pooling beneath your eyelids as you gag in pleasure. He feels every inch of your mouth caress his flesh, your tongue swirling around his base the way you know drives him mad. And when your hand reaches down to caress his inner thigh, he grips your hair a little tighter, on the cusp of his release now.

“Fuck,” is all that Changbin can say- and you smile with him still in your mouth, knowing what the cuss words that escape his lips imply.

“Do it,” you pull back momentarily to command, pressing a trail of drooly kisses to his tip and then engulfing him once more. “Cum.”

Changbin squirms at the way you speak to him, his mind going back to the showy top you’ve been wearing all night under your knit sweater, completely unbeknownst to him. He ponders the way you tease him, practically beckoning for him when you fix your hair in his car mirrors, and the way you taunt him for getting reasonably turned on at the sight of it. Was this your plan all along, to have him pulled over in an empty parking lot like this, gagging all over his erect cock just 40 minutes out from your shared apartment?

He’s not entirely sure. He is sure of the way you caress his inner thigh again, digging your manicured nails into his skin as you lick a long stripe up the base of his erection. And then between a trail of kisses that lead down, he can’t hold on any longer, feeling his muscular thighs tense as he finally shoots thick white ropes of cum along your lips that dribble down your chin.

Changbin gasps in overstimulation when he observes you clean it off of him, swirling around him and allowing his milky release to coat every inch of your outstretched tongue. You lick it off your lips the same way you’d concluded the evening’s dessert at his parents’ place- ravenous, and with complete satisfaction.

“There,” you say to Changbin when you pull yourself back up, wiping a trail of mascara from beneath your eyelids and his fluids off the corner of your lips.

He smirks, shooting you a downturned smile, as he buttons his jeans once more, and watches you fix your hair in his mirror for the second time this evening.

“What?” You say to him, tracing a stray droplet of your release from your chin back up to your lips.

He’s quiet for a moment, before speaking again.

“You never owned that top,” Changbin says, admiring your chest in the skimpy top for the umpteenth time this evening.

You smile back at him, leaning in for a chaste kiss, before pulling back once more.

“Maybe you weren’t paying attention.”

And he maintains the same amused, yet satisfied expression on his face, as the low hum of the car engine starts up again.

#I don't have much to say #it was simply perfect #after finishing the stories I always find myself in this state of being speechless #What I liked most about this story was the fact that MC wasn't shy #she took the opportunity and did everything she could #and nothing satisfies me more than that in a story #the incredible closure of each character and how they are written #once again who wants to take a guess?????#EXPECTATIONS MET !#i want this #so bad #stray kids kinktober #imseungminsgf feedback >⁠.⁠<

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