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Oblivious - Taeyang

Pairing: Yoo Taeyang x Reader 

Summary: Where Taeyang is your dance instructor and asks for a private show.

Genre: Smut

Warning: thigh riding, lap dance, oral, fingering

Word Count: 11,597

Hello, this is the first smut I’ve ever posted, please take care of me!

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how to lose a woman in 30 seconds

pairing: lee seokmin x reader (ft. kwon soonyoung x reader and jeon wonwoo x reader)

summary: seokmin’s first date

genre: crack/comedy idk

word count: 1,133

notes: i made this once for fun, but i have to share it with yall because it’s too real -admin g

Seokmin was beyond excited, he could barely stand still. He made sure to wake up early enough to prepare his apartment and himself. He cleaned the entire house from the crack of dawn and took his sweet time freshening himself up. All this hectic chaos for one thing: a date.

As of recently, he had his eye on a certain someone who went to his local coffee shop. She was lost on what to get, and Seokmin made the bold move of offering a suggestion then paying for her drink. He was immediately hooked and offered a time to hang out with her. She shyly smiled and gave him her number. It was a win for him that day.

Seokmin immediately went home to text her, hoping to build something from this interaction. He admired her for some reason, and he took this as an opportunity to gain a new friend. As the two got to talking, however, there was a shift in Seokmin’s mind. Although he admired her, he was all the more attracted to her. Each burst of her personality appealed to him like babies to candy. He wanted to know more about her; who she is, where she’s from, what’s her story.

Eager to see her again, he invited her over to hang out. Another bold move on his part, but she agreed nonetheless. Bringing him to the present moment of setting up the music and bringing out some snacks, he was quite nervous to see her again. He was worried she wouldn’t be as eager to meet him, or they wouldn’t click in person as they do over text. But all his anxiety halted when someone knocked on the door. Seokmin quickly rushed and opened it up to the girl he was waiting for. A huge grin covered his face, and the girl returned the smile.

“Hey,” she said. Her energy was infectious, and her bouncy personality jumped out before Seokmin could even breath. “Lemme see if I can pronounce your name correctly from our texts.”

Seokmin was taken aback for a second, noticing that her style of speaking matched the way she texted him. Almost off the bat, she was already comfortable, and that brought some hopefulness to Seokmin.

“Okay, I’d like to see you try” he replied.

“Bet. It’s,” she pondered for a second, squinting at Seokmin before she answered very slowly. “Sea..oak…man?”

He burst into laughter at the way she butchered his name and gave her the proper pronunciation.

“Well, nice to meet you again Seokmin,” she said.

“Nice to meet you again, Y/N,” he replied while opening the door wider and inviting her in.

She got settled and the two took to the couch in the living room where the music was playing some classic throwback jams. There were cookies and crackers laid out on the table as well, and the girl was thoroughly impressed. Seokmin really put in the effort to make the date worth something, and all this fanciness was wrapping the girl in.

They got on to talking and easily forgot about the card games and films they could be using. Conversations about their childhood, their interests, their goals. They were very comfortable with each other from the start, and the flow of the conversation was very natural. So natural, in fact, Y/N lost track of time and was late to a function she was expected to be at.

They abruptly got up and stood for a few seconds. A few butterflies tingled here and there, but the warmth of their energy calmed it down. Something about these two. She grabbed her stuff from the couch and walked over the door, but was ran into by some guy coming out of the hallway. Y/N dropped her things, and the guy tumbled onto her for balance.

“Oh shit!” He shouted. “My bad, ooh, I’m sorry.”

“Uh, it’s fine,” Y/N mumbled.

The guy rushed over to grab her things before Seokmin could even say anything. He handed her purse and jacked onto her arm, and introduced himself.

“I’m Soonyoung,” he flashed a cheeky smile at her, and she instantly swooned for him. “Who are you?”

“Uh, I’m, ahem, uh, Y/N. I’m Y/N.”

Soonyoung giggled at her stuttering mess which relaxed her down a bit. She took a step back, fully retrieving her things, and looked Soonyoung up and down. She stopped when she noticed how large his thighs were.

“Holy thighs. No wonder you knocked me down, those things are huge,” she blurted out.

“Oh, haha, yeah I guess. It’s because I dance, so my thighs are pretty strong,” he answered while chuckling.

Seokmin, on the other hand, was baffled at the conversation he was witnessing. His date totally forgot who he was and was totally invested in his roommate Soonyoung. How could she have forgotten about the warm energy? How has she not noticed that Seokmin’s thighs were just as big?

“Wait, my thighs are just as big,” Seokmin shouted out, finally getting their attention.

“Well, I still have to leave. It was very nice to meet you Soonyoung,” Y/N stated before stepping back to grab her shoes.

In the process, another body was exiting the kitchen area and knocked Y/N down to the ground. He set the objects in his hand down immediately and went to help the girl up.

“Oh God, I’m sorry. Are you okay?” He called out.

“I got knocked down again?” She questioned while rising to a sitting position. She looked up to see the guy helping her, and was locked into his stare. “Oh my gosh.” She blurted out again.

“Sorry about that,” he stated while helping her rise to her feet. “I’m Wonwoo, by the way.”

All she could think was Keep speaking to me, please. His deep voice called her in instantly, and she had forgotten about Seokmin and Soonyoung.

“I’m, uh, Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you, in such odd circumstances.”

“Could be worse,” she shrugged.

Wonwoo giggled at her careless behavior and ruffled her hair so casually. Okay, now she was really locked in. Seokmin, however, looked more defeated than ever. He just witnessed first hand his date falls for two other guys deeper than she had on this first date. Oh, was he in for a treat.

“Well, I really do have to go now. I’m gonna be super late. Thanks for having me over, boys,” Y/N announced before leaving. The door shut behind her, and the boys resumed their previous activities.

“She was cute,” Soonyoung stated.

“Really funny too,” Wonwoo added.

“She was my date,” Seokmin said sadly.

The other two boys winced at Seokmin’s statement and quietly left the room with a sulking Seokmin in it. He was going to have to work three times as hard to get her back.

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wanna dance?

pairing: lee jeno x reader

summary: you walk home to some dancers on the street...

genre: fluff, cute, idk

word count: 2,048

notes: okay, but who doesn’t love jeno....amirite ladies and gents?? inspired by jeno and jisung dancing to baby don’t stop and the songs New Freezer and Morning :) -admin g

When classes ended for the day, you took your usual route back to your house. You put in your headphones, kept you head somewhat lowered, and mindlessly travelled. You notice the streets are denser than usual, and your curiosity drags you to a large crowd of people surrounding what looks like street performers. You pull out one earbud and make your way over to the crowd.

Lyrics to some hip hop song are blaring as two bodies flash past your site. The crowd is too thick for you to comfortably observe from the back. You try to casually sneak your way through, but everyone’s excitement pushes you back out. Instead of budging your way to see, you call it quits. Putting you earbud back in, you continue your route back home.

That night as you work on your homework, your curiosity grows even more. There haven’t ever been street performers on your way home; in fact, there have never been street performers. You let your thoughts consume you for a couple minutes before texting your friend to see if they knew anything. Unfortunately, they were just as clueless as you. You decided to leave it, not expecting to ever see such energy on that boring street.

The next after classes, however, the crowd was back. The same rap music was blaring, and the same two bodies were quickly passing your line of sight. This time you were a bit more determined to figure out what was going on. You didn’t want to seem so desperate to find out what was going on, so you nonchalantly pushed your way through with more force than the previous time.

“Big Shots!” you hear the speaker shout, and instantly recognize Kendrick Lamar’s voice. You get a bit more excited knowing that some performer is using good music for whatever it is they’re doing. 

As you get closer to the center, you get a better glimpse of what appears to be some dancers. Two dancers to be specific. They have on black caps and masks to hide they face, but you can tell they’re young by their body movement. They were fast and precise, but still have the energy and playfulness of kids.

The song transitions smoothly from one song to the other, a song most people in the crowd could recognize. Everyone’s phones are out and recording the two boys simply bopping their heads from one side to the other following the beat. The song progress on and they immediately jump into some complicated moves.

Each movement is in sync and perfectly in tune with the music. You watch in complete awe, amazed that these young kids are so skilled. Although, you can’t assume their age based on looks alone. You’d have to ask them outright, but knowing you, that is not going to happen anytime soon. 

You stay to watch their performance for the next 5 minutes, lost in their fluid movements. You can tell the difference between the two by the hair color poking out of their hats, and you’re drawn to the one with black hair. It could be something about the style of dance he is portraying, or it could be his body’s form. Or maybe you’re just thirsty, but you just can’t keep your eyes off of him.

The dancers move up towards their audience, trying to hype them up for more. To your luck, the black hair boy makes his way towards you, making eye contact from a distance. You see his eyes crinkle under his cap, a crinkle that shows he’s smiling, and you panic for a moment. Without thinking, you push back through the crowd and head back on your route for home.

The instant you get home, you rush to your room and plop onto your bed. You pull out your phone and dial your friends number, low-key hyperventilating. When she answers, you spew out all your thoughts.

“Listen here,” you say almost frantically. “There is this cute dancer I saw today on my way home, and when he was about to approach me, I panicked and ran away.”

“You ran away?” she says. “why would you run away?”

“Okay, I didn’t actually run away, and he didn’t actually approach me. But he was getting close to the crowd and saw me, and I just left. I don’t know what to do now.”

“Are these the performers you were talking about? Why don’t you just go tomorrow, and I’ll go with you. Make sure you don’t leave abruptly.”

You let out a sigh of relief when your friend comes to your rescue. You’re not very good at confrontation, but she doesn’t really care about the opinions of others, and just does whatever she feels necessary. The thought of her just being outright towards the boy, however, gives you slight anxiety. You don’t want to embarrass yourself, or him for that matter. But if you hadn’t run away out of fear, maybe you could have avoided dragging your friend into it.

After you friend hangs up, you daydream for a bit about the endless scenarios that could have occurred had you not ran away. On top of that, you wonder about the events of tomorrow. How your friend will react, how you’ll react, and most importantly, how he’ll react. Once you feel you have pondered long enough, you attempt to divert your attention onto your school work.

You finish all your work, but you most definitely did not comprehend anything you were suppose to. Your mind is completely wrapped around the dancer. The complete control he had over the movements of his body. The art he conveyed; the art he is. You are too whipped for someone you had just met–wait, you hadn’t even met him. You are just infatuated.

The next morning, you and your friend plan to get out of class early enough to hopefully find a good standing spot. Your final classes are different, so you devise excuses to the nurses office and quickly met up. You are too eager to wait even a second, so the moment you see her, you grab her arm and start making your way out of school. On the way, you did not stop talking about this boy: his flawless dance moves, his dark black hair thats a little messy, his cat-like smile that you couldn’t get out of your head. Everything about this guy drove you further away from your sanity. How? You asked.

The two of you finally arrived at the street dancers spot only to find a large crowd already formed. You sighed anticipating the struggle of seeing or even getting towards the front. There are too many people for you to push through, but your friend doesn’t seem to think so. She scoffs at your sadden face and tightly grips your wrist. Within seconds, you are weaving your way through the sea of people in the most artistic way. You slide through cracks and slip between openings until you find yourself front row. 

“Your short ass could never,” You friend says to you smiling. “Your welcome by the way.”

You feel yourself at some ease knowing that you are in the front, but immediately start panicking when you realize that you were in the front. Oh shit! He’s gonna see me, and it’s gonna be bad. What am I gonna do? Do I smile? No, who smiles. What?

You notice the two boys show up and begin setting up their speakers. They have two other guys with them, and they appear to be pairing their phones to the speakers to blast their music. You grip your friends arm and tense your whole body up. You are not even remotely prepared for this performance, but you have no choice, you’re staying until the end. 

The two boys wave to their audience that has double in size in the past couple days, and in return they get a huge roar of excitement. They really made a name for themselves. They motion to their friends to play the music and take formation to face the crowd.

A nice piano melody plays as the two move slightly to the beat, and begin to pick up their dancing when the lyrics kick in. You notice the song, Morning, and are even more in love. Every time you witnessed the boys dancing, it was some hip hop beat, not some slow, lovely RnB song. The lyrics matched their choreography and people were gushing at how cute and talented the boys were. Boys were taking note and girls were head over heels.

When the lyrics, “Last night I dreamed of a woman,” played, the black haired boy made his way closer to the stage–to you–and had his own solo dance. You swear he looks you in the eyes, but your brain tries to convince you that you’re out of you mind. It doesn’t help when he keeps inching towards you. The audience thinks he just getting closer to the crowd, but you think he’s coming for you. Before the end of the bridge, he gets back to his spot and finishes his song with his dancing partner.

The song comes to a successful end, and the other dancer decides to get the crowd’s attention. He comes up and lowers his mask to make sure his words are heard.

“Thank you all for coming to watch and support us. I know our song wasn’t hip hop based, but we did it because someone was in his feelings,” he says giggling a bit. The other friends laugh a little, but your boy kinda shy’s away towards his friends. Now your speculation is getting the best of you. “We’re gonna get back to our usual now. Again, thank you!��

They get back to their dancing, and the beat picks up again with some rap song. Their dancing continues to blow the audience away, and you continue to notice little things the black haired boy does. The glances he throws your way, the smiles he gives to your vicinity, the way he chooses to dance closer to you section of the crowd. You can’t tell if you’re paranoid, or very observant.

The boys said their goodbyes when the performance was over, and the crowd began to disperse. You friend insisted that you wait in your spot until everything was somewhat clear, but you knew she was just going to push you to talk to your little crush. You two make some conversation about their dancing, while the dancing boys talk to some people in the crowd who were very much interested. They walk over to their friends as things begin to settle back into the typical rush hour, and you and your friend decide to go back home.

“Wait,” You hear someone shout on your way back to the main sidewalk.

You turn around to none other than the boy you have been fantasizing about for the past few days. He jogs over to you and you friend, but your friend walks away right as he appears to leave you alone. Before you can protest anything, you are face to face with the talented boy.

“Uh, hi,” You say, unaware of what to do in these kinds of situations.

“Hi,” He says, smiling really widely. “Uh, I noticed you came out to our performances.”

“I do, you guys are really talented.”

“Thanks, I was actually wondering if you liked dancing yourself,”

You let out an involuntary laugh at his question. You are not very coordinated. You like to think you’re a decent dancer at moves like the robot and shopping cart, but you cannot reach his skill level.

“Uh, ha, I don’t dance. At all,” You say lightheartedly. “Why?”

“Honestly, it was an excuse to hang out with you sometime.”

In the moment, you were speechless. He is so bold to have a response like that, it leaves you baffled. You stumble on your words, trying to figure out what the best response is. You settle for a nod, still unaware of how to use your voice.

“Great,” He says about to take off to his friends. He comes back to you, pulling a pen out of his back pocket and writes a number on your hand. “I’m Jeno, by the way.”

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2:37 ~ Min Yoongi

Pairing: Reader x Min Yoongi

Summary: You come home wine wasted and Yoongi is too busy for your shit

Genre: Smut yo

Word Count: 1,790

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Admin Note: Guys, this isn’t one of the best things I’ve done. I’m turnt but I needed to get this down or I’d forget. I’ll revise it later so please be nice and have patience with me. Thanks !

It was 2:37 in the morning when you finally stumbled through the door of the apartment you and Yoongi had began renting. You struggled with the key, not being able to put the damn key inside of the lock so you could get inside. You finally realized that it had been unlocked the whole time thankfully, and loudly entered the door. You realized you were probably very loud once inside and pressed your back against the door, not daring to move and wake up Yoongi.

           Yoongi wasn’t unaware of the fact that you were going to be coming home late, just probably not this late. You giggled to yourself as you thought of the girl’s night you had just finished. Glasses of wine (several too many for yourself you must confess), laughter, music, and everything you had needed lately. Though, you were missing Yoongi the entire time. What’s better than friends you say? Min fucking Yoongi. That’s the honest truth.

           Now that you were finally home, you slid off your shoes and made your way into the bedroom. You had hoped Yoongi would be asleep so you could wake him with a kiss but his broke ass was awake and typing on his laptop.

“Hey.” He acknowledged without looking at you and you rolled your eyes in annoyance.

“You were supposed to be asleep, I’m going to leave and come back in. You’d better be fake asleep when I return.” He then looked at you and you shook your head as you left the room, turning off the light on your way out. You counted to ten and then walked back into the room, where Yoongi was staring at you in the exact same position you had left him.

“Yoongi!” You said, and he just returned his eyes to his laptop with a smile. You pouted but came to terms with him not doing what you want.

“You ruin everything.” You mumble, getting into your pajamas.

“So you tell me.” He said, continuing to type. You slid into bed next to him and turned your body towards him. You were drunk, you wanted attention, you wanted to talk, and Yoongi was just there, acting like he had actual work to be done at 3am!

“What are you doing?” You said, as you reached your hand towards his computer.

“Typing.” He replied, grabbing your hand and returning it to your side.

“Typing what?”

You reached out your hand again

“Words.”

Your hand was pushed away.

“What do they say?”

Hand, so close to that laptop.

“Sentences.”

Hand placed in his own hand as he typed with only one hand.

“Oppa...” You pouted at him, causing his head to turn at the rare word from your mouth. You saw your chance.

You slammed your hand on the laptop and started pressing random buttons.

“Is this important?!” You say as you laugh, continuing to try and push random buttons while Yoongi removes the laptop from you and puts it away.

You are honestly feeling very successful as you smiled to yourself about finally consuming Yoongi’s attention. Well like, until he turned back to look at you.

“Yes.” He said, making you wonder what question did you just ask again? “Yes, that was important.”

Oh, okay. Now you realize how you messed up.

Yoongi sat on the edge of the bed and you stared from under the sheets until he told you to come over to him. You got up and he patted his lap. You sighed in half annoyance and half excitement as you placed yourself over Yoongi’s lap, ass high in the air.

Your pajamas had only consisted of your underwear and one of Yoongi’s shirts, so a lot of your ass was being exposed to Yoongi. He slid his hand up your calf, to your thigh, landing on your right cheek. He rubbed back and forth, making your breathing speed up. Quickly, he removed his hand and slapped it back down, making you flinch and arch your back. Suddenly he was rubbing the area he had just slapped, and you began breathing very heavily. He slapped the same spot once again and a whiny noise came from your lips. He rubbed and slapped two more times and your head was dizzy, not only from the wine but the way Yoongi was driving you crazy already.

Suddenly, your hips were grabbed and Yoongi turned you around so you were straddling him. He leaned back so you were breathing heavily above him.

“Princess, why does it look like you’re enjoying your punishment?” He said. You shrug your shoulders in response but Yoongi doesn’t take that as an answer. Instead, he grinds your hips down on him making you moan a touch in surprise at the hardened member now beneath you.

“Words Princess, tell me.”

“Sorry, I was just missing you all night.” You say in drunk honestly. “I’m happy to be home.”

You smiled genuinely at Yoongi, who just looked at you for a couple of moments before he flipped you over and placed his lips on yours. His hands slid up and down your sides as he sucked on your bottom lip. You let out a sigh and he ate it up, one hand snaking up your chest and around the back of your neck. Moving your heads together as lips and tongues meshed together.

Your own hands couldn’t stay still as you found yourself reaching your hands towards Yoongi’s waistband. You slid your hands in and out until you just wanted his pants off completely. You pulled away from his lips as you fumbled with shedding him from his boxers. Once off, you quickly pushed your weight onto him so you were turned around again. You kissed his lips and then left a trail of kisses down towards his member. When you finally reached it, you placed your lips on the tip of his member, give it a gentle kiss before you swiped your tongue across him, which made him make an intake of breath. You then quickly blew on the spot you licked, causing Yoongi to tilt your head so you looked at him.

“If you tease, then so will I.” Yoongi muttered making you quickly place him in your mouth. You went slow at first as you sucked your cheeks in, moving your head up and down halfway down is shaft. Once you felt your throat getting used to the size, you took him deeper. Feeling Yoongi in the back of your throat, your tongue rubbing his underside. You gasped for air for a moment as strings of spit connected from your mouth to him. Eventually Yoongi was done waiting for you as his hand placed behind your head and returned you to his shaft. For a bit he was letting you take your pace again but once again showed his impatience by thrusting his hips towards you and holding your head still. He was fucking your throat as tears rolled down your face slowly, trying to keep up with his pace.

He removed your head from around him and you gasped for air, getting ready to go back down on him.

“Get on.” He said instead. You nodded and removed your now soaked underwear as he grabbed a condom and started putting it on. You began to take off the shirt of Yoongi’s but he quickly stopped you.

“I want that on.” He said, making your face get hot. You stopped fumbling with the shirt and swung a leg on either side of Yoongi. You lifted your shirt up just a bit so you could see what you were doing but Yoongi beat you to it as he lowered you onto him slowly. You felt yourself fill up completely as you were completely seated on Yoongi’s lap.

“Move.” He groaned and you started rolling your hips onto him making you gasp. You put your hands on his stomach as you enjoyed the movements you were making above him. You closed your eyes as you let yourself be overwhelmed with the sound and feeling of making love to Yoongi.

Suddenly, Yoongi had grabbed both of your hand s from off of him and he held them to the sides of you as he lifted his own hips and began thrusting into you. He began hitting you into a spot that made your head go blank and your eyes roll back.

“Yoongi…” You moaned feeling yourself wanting to explode.

“Come.” Yoongi said but you didn’t want to, well until he flipped you over and began thrusting into you from above. You wrapped your arms around him and he sped up his thrusting as he began to place kisses on every inch of your skin that was visible. You were starting to get hot in his shirt but the fact that it was his shirt only made you happier to be wearing it. His hand slid underneath the shirt as he played with your nipples, rubbing them back and forth.

“Come.” He repeated as he then placed his thumb on your clit, rubbing it, causing you to clench on to him. Your body spasmed as you felt your whole body tingle. You tightened around him as you came, causing Yoongi’s hips to start moving uncontrollably, swear words leaving his mouth and sinking into your skin. He slowly rid you out as you felt yourself being rubbed raw. He slowly removed himself from you and took off the condom, placing it in the garbage. Before he could rejoin you on the bed, you got down and licked up any remainder on his member. You smiled up at him and he placed a hand on your cheek. You removed your mouth from him with a pop and leaned back on the bed, gesturing for Yoongi to join you. He lied next to you and you sunk your body into his side and he wrapped you in his arms, closing his eyes.

“I’m sorry to say, I don’t think I learned my lesson.” You laughed out loud.

“Mmm?” He mumbled.

“I think I might like getting punished.” You said, straddling him again, hands on his chest and placing a peck on his lips.

“That,” Yoongi said, placing something cold around your wrists. “Was not your punishment.” He finished. You looked down and saw the hand cuffs that were now around your wrists.

“Yoongi.” You warned but he just rolled you back off of him and tied the handcuffs to the bed post so that you couldn’t move away. He stood up and returned with two things, a vibrator and his laptop.

“Now I’m going to finish what I was doing and until I’m finished, I don’t want this to be removed from you, understand?”

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TOOTHBRUSH - MARK LEE

Pairing: Mark Lee x Reader Summary: The fifth time you slept with Mark Lee, you decided to stay. Loosely based on Toothbruh by DNCE. Genre: Smut, fluff Word count: 1,750 - Admin S

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hey i just wanted to pop by and say that i just read "Sex With Me" and i absolutely loved it! it was just really well done all around and i'm a sucker for friends to lovers so the plot was A+ lol. I've been reading fanfic for nearly 8 years and like 5 different fandoms, and this is among my top 10 favorites I've ever read and i just really wanted whoever wrote it to know that they did a really great job!!

you’re gonna make me cry, this is the sweetest thing!!! I'm so glad you liked it :’)))))))))))

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Do you have a list of groups/artists you write for?

between the three of us combined, we could do anyone. you can make a request and we’ll let you know which admin can do it. :)

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Partition - Seokmin

Pairing: Lee Seokmin x Reader

Summary: Seokmin smut based on Partition by Beyonce

Genre: Smut, smut, and wow this is very naughty smut.

Warnings: public sex? (they do it in the limo), blowjob, cunnlingus, riding, Kitten

Word Count: 5,905

Wassup, idk how I got convinced to write on this blog, but here you guys go a little bittle of sex.   ~Admin A

Being friends with the members of seventeen granted you many opportunities to get out of the house. There were many awards shows and parties you got to be a part of. Though you never got to sit next to the boys at ceremonies and the parties you attended weren’t nearly as fun as hanging around and watching movies, the fact that the boys appreciated and wanted your support was something you lived for. You were always sure to try your best and show up at the events they invited you too but, unfortunately, you couldn’t attend everything seeing as how you needed to work and support yourself which took up a lot more time than you wanted.

You had missed the last couple of occasions so you promised them to show up to the next. It was starting to eat you alive that you couldn’t be there for them the way that you wanted too. You decided you were going to go all out on this one and really put some energy into your appearance and your participation.

“We want you there, but if it gets in the way of your own plans then we understand Y/N.” Joshua told you.

“Thank you, but I really want to be there for you guys! You’ve been doing so amazing and all I’m doing is congratulating you from a screen. What kind of a best friend am I?” You responded with a sigh.

“Here’s how, you’re not my best friend.” Seungkwan said. Mingyu pushed him away as he walked up to you and gave you a large bear hug.

“You’re one of the best friends we’ve ever had. Don’t think like that, we understand!” He said as he nuzzled into your neck. You gave him a soft pat on his head then unraveled him from your body.

“This time, I’m really going to go all out for you. I took off work and I’m going to get a really nice dress and maybe put on a little bit of makeup for once in my life or something, okay?” You preached to the few boys surrounding you.

Most of the seventeen boys had been busy in the studio, leaving one by one as thy were finally done with recording for the night and hoping Jihoon or Seungcheol wouldn’t call them back in. Soonyoung was in the studio working on his own freestyles and helping others perfect their dances. You were left with Joshua, Mingyu, Seungkwan, Chan, and Wonwoo.

“You don’t need those things, just you being there is good enough for us.” Chan told you.

“This is gross, I’m leaving.” Seungkwan muttered as he walked into the kitchen. You rolled your eyes and ignored him like you usually did.

“So, I’m going to need someone to go shopping with me or something please? I don’t know where to even start and I need someone to help me that knows a little bit about fashion sense. Would you be free to help-”?

“I’d have to check my schedule but I can manage perhaps for you.” Seungkwan said as he returned from the kitchen with a bit of pep in his step.

“I was going to ask Mingyu.” You deadpanned. Seungkwan displayed the most offended face he could muster up before proclaiming that he would be going anyways.

“I can make sure I’m free sometime this week Y/N!” Mingyu smiled at you, he was always happy to help you and make sure you got everything you needed. He was dependable and depended on you all the same.

“Thanks, you guys!” You exclaimed giving everyone a hug. Well forcing one in Seungkwan’s case. You then proceeded to sit next to Wonwoo and get an update about the quality of the latest book he was reading.

~

“I’m not wearing something like that.” You said to Seungkwan who was holding up a fluffy hot pink dress with sparkles like a fairy.

“Why-y not? Pfft. It’s such a go-ood color on you! Pfft.” Seungkwan tried to mutter while holding in laughs.

“This is why you weren’t invited in the first place.” You groan while grabbing the dress that was in Mingyu’s hands. “I’m going to a dressing room. We have been here for an hour and a half. If this dress isn’t good, then we are going to the food court and going home. I’ll just wear something I already own.”

“Or this fairy dress!” Seungkwan shouts out at you. You groan as you make your way to ask for a dressing room. Once inside, you removed your clothing and put on the black dress that was picked. As you placed it on, you felt sexy yet scandalous. The dress hugged your waist perfectly and was a midi high low length. The front stopped mid-thigh and the back just barely reached behind your knees. The top was long sleeve and scooped all the way down to almost your belly button, still very little skin was shown. It was a dress that was classy, but screamed sex.  You stayed in the dressing room for a while trying to decide if it was something you’d even be confident enough to wear out in public. Sure, it looked good on you, but it wasn’t something you’d usually be seen in.

“Come out, we want to see!” Mingyu’s voice rang through happily. You looked at yourself one last time, brushing off the invisible dust on the front of the dress, before you stepped out. You stared at the two and awaited their comments.

“Wow…” Mingyu said, making you anxious. Is that a good ‘wow’ or a bad ‘wow’? You wondered. You started to get flustered and laughed awkwardly.

“Wow is right Mingyu, can’t believe you’d pick a dress like this, it’s been a wild time, good fun!” You panic as you try to return to the dressing room.

“No, no, no! Wait!” Mingyu said pulling you back in front of them. You felt antsy as you were once again placed in front of the two boys with their eyes stuck on you.

“Well then say something, don’t just stare at me. It makes me feel really weird.” You blurt out after a moment.

“Y/N, this dress looks so good on you. There’s no way we are leaving without it.” Mingyu said.

“What?” You questioned. You knew it fit you right but you didn’t know if it was the dress you should have decided on for this occasion. “Are you guys sure?”

“I’m going to be frank with you.” Seungkwan began. You knew it was coming, a blow of all blows to hurt your pride and your confidence. You decided to just let him say it and get this over with. “The last time I saw someone look this good was when I looked in the mirror earlier this morning. We are getting this dress.”

You were pushed back into the dressing room and told to change back into your casual clothes. You gave yourself another look in the mirror and really looked at yourself. You decided that if anything, you told yourself you would go all out this time and this was as good a dress as any to do that. You changed and held the dress while coming out of the changing room.

“You Know Who will probably burst when he sees her in that dress.” Mingyu said to Seungkwan.

“Who is ‘You Know Who’?” You ask coming up from behind the two, focused on the dress you had in your arms.

“Seokmin.” Seungkwan deadpanned at you. Mingyu slapped his shoulder and Seungkwan’s face grew enraged as he held his arm like he got shot. “What was that for?”

“You’re not supposed to tell her!” Mingyu yelled in a hushed tone. You just looked at them back and forth, hearing what they were saying but still trying to process it.

“This was your fault first, if anyone asks I’m telling them that you ruined it first, too!” Seungkwan spat, still holding his arm.

“Wait, why would Seokmin care what I wear?” You question.

“God you’re so stupid, I love you.” Seungkwan said while laughing. “Seokmin likes you is why. He’s gonna see you in that dress and flip a tit, possibly yours.”

The half interested smile you had slowly faded into nothing. You’ve liked Seokmin since the first time you guys hung out together. You were attracted to him the moment you met, but after his personality had been shown to you, there was no way you could deny your feelings. Though, you tried to deny them anyways. The idea of him liking you back was something unfathomable. Something that just didn’t exist and so you pushed those feelings and thoughts to the back of your head so you didn’t screw with the rhythm that was the seventeen boys’ daily lives.

Seokmin always made you laugh and feel comfortable. He was one of your best friends as well as your only interest. There was something about the way he made you feel safe and reassured with just one look, that had you trapped by him.

“Look what you did, now she’s frozen.” Mingyu said to Seungkwan. You heard a loud huff from Seungkwan and felt the dress removed from your hands. By the time your thoughts faded into reality and you came back down to earth, you were being pushed to leave by Seungkwan who was holding a bag from the store you were just at, in his hands.

~

The night that you had prepared for, finally arrived. It turned out you were invited to some sort of club where the boys were promoted at, at some point. You had committed to what you said, about putting in a lot of effort into your looks. After getting out of the shower and shaving any spot that had more hair than was welcomed, you looked in the mirror and studied yourself. After the lengthy and unnecessary stare, you started by putting some moisturizer in your hair to keep your hair healthy on your night out. You strayed away from frying it tonight as you left it natural, leaving one thing on you that night remain in your comfortability range.

Changing things up a bit, you decided to apply a bit of makeup. You rummaged around your bathroom to find the few items you did use occasionally when you decided to do makeup. You grabbed an eyebrow pencil and began to trace the shape you already had. After you were done with that, taking more time than you had wanted, trying to make sure each was even, you pulled out the mascara that was lying on the counter. You gave your lashes quick swipes with the dark wand in your hand, then returned it to its bottom half.

You brushed your teeth, wiped your mouth and pulled out the red lipstick that made your lips pop to a different level. You pulled out your secret weapon, the only thing that really mattered to you tonight, highlight. You placed the shimmery powder along your cheeks and stared in the mirror ass you glowed. You smiled at yourself in the mirror, feeling stunning as you sat with a glowing face and a tight towel wrapped around your body.

You decided you should probably put on some clothes, your time running out after unknowingly taking too much time on your makeup. You had already spent 35 minutes doing makeup, and only had a good 15 minutes more before your ride was supposed to arrive.

You slid on the dress that Seungkwan had bought for you (which you had to hear about all week might you add), closing the front and doing a small spin to look at every inch of yourself that you could. You quickly slathered your legs with lotion, trying to get rid of the ashiness that had corrupted your knees. You then strapped on your black heels and stood up, testing your movements in the shoes. You quickly gave yourself swipes under the arms of deodorant and sprayed yourself with the first perfume you could see.

You studied yourself in the mirror, paying attention to every movement you made and the way you looked while doing so.

“This is exhausting.” You muttered to yourself as you left the bathroom, realizing it took you a whole 45 minutes to get all dressed up. You made your way to the living room and plopped yourself down on the couch.

Several minutes later, you heard a knocking on your door. You stood up, adjusted your dress and grabbed the purse that was sitting on the table. You opened up the door hoping to see the friendly face of Mingyu, or Joshua. Perhaps it would be Seungcheol, Jeonghan, or Soonyoung. Those little rascals Hansol, Seungkwan, and Chan wouldn’t be too bad either. Come to think of it, you’d love it if Junhui or Minghao danced their way into the evening. You could also start it off swaggy you giggled to yourself, optimistically pleading for Wonwoo or Jihoon.

“Hi Y/N, you re-” He said.

This was not what you were hoping.

This was worst case scenario.

Seokmin stared at you through the door frame and you could barely move a muscle without feeling like your body was melting into the floor.

“Wow, you look incredible.” Seokmin said, eyes on your body rather than your face. You felt insecure as he eyed you, and somehow at the same time felt a newfound confidence. Seungkwan and Mingyu said that Seokmin liked you, just as you liked him. There was no reason to be unconfident, especially when you felt this good and he was looking at you the way that he was.

“My eyes are up here.” You blurted out to Seokmin, who slowly brought his eyes up to look at you.

“Sorry.” Seokmin said with a smile that said otherwise. Seokmin was dressed simply in a black collared long sleeve and black skinny jeans.

“Are the others waiting?” You ask as you turn around to close your apartment door and lock it. You turned around again to catch Seokmin quickly removing his eyes from your backside and bringing them to look at you.

“Jeonghan was loading everyone into the car a little while ago, but there wasn’t enough room so Seungkwan suggested someone take another to pick you up and they voted me.” He said.

“Just you? You guys couldn’t split half and half or anything reasonable?” You question. Anything that has to do with Seungkwan meant trouble for you.

“Nope.” Seokmin said, popping the ‘P’. Suddenly, his hand moved to your lower back, making you flinch for a moment before resting back into his touch, ignoring the shivers that pulsed through your body.

“Shall we, gorgeous?” He said leading you down the stairs towards the street. You nodded your head and walked with him in silence. His hand never left your lower back and when you got to the steps, his hand lowered a millimeter every couple steps, his hand almost completely on your ass.

As you headed outside, you couldn’t take the obvious sexual tension between the two of you. Seokmin didn’t ever touch you or treat you like this previous to today. You wanted there to be nothing unspoken between the two of you after tonight, if he really did feel for you the same way you did for him, then there wasn’t a reason to pretend there was nothing going on between the two of you.

“Seokmin.” You said, turning around, causing his hand to be removed from your body. He stood still and looked at you, raising his eyebrow in question.

“What’s going on right now?” You ask straight forwardly. Instead of answers like you were hoping for, instead Seokmin gave a light chuckle and smiled at you.

“Going to a club, late I believe.” He said avoiding the real reason as to why you had stopped him. You rolled your eyes, holding back from hitting him in the face.

“That’s not what I mean, and you know it.” You grumble. “This, you, you’re touchy and flattery and I wanna know why!” You of course, thought you knew why, but wanted him to be the one to say it out loud.

“From what I’ve heard, this,” He grabbed your waist, pulling you closer into him. “Touching, is something we mutually want.”

“Where did you hear this?” You questioned him. There was only one snitch that you could think of in that group and it was the same one that made everything difficult for you.

“Jun, he said he was bored watching nothing happen or something like that, I wasn’t really paying attention to anything he said after the fact, honestly.” This betrayal was not what you expected by any means, truthfully.

As you stood there in disbelief, you heard Seokmin call out to the driver and tell him you were both ready. Seokmin once again lead you by placing his hand halfway on your ass, the other on your back, towards the limo that was parked out front.

You slid into the backseat but before the door was closed, you turned back towards Seokmin who was holding the door for you.

“I don’t believe you.” You said to him, even though it was more so to yourself, not at all believing that this could happen to you, of all people.

“I’ll make you.” Seokmin smiled as he made his way in behind you and the door shut behind him.

~

The limo that was for you and Seokmin’s use, was beautiful. There were leather seats and champagne bottles. The limo was huge and spacious, so you were very curious as to why Seokmin felt the need to be seated so close to you.

“I heard the other guys talking about how you were going to go all out for this occasion, but I really was not expecting this.” Seokmin said as he placed a hand on your thigh. You looked at him and saw the pure lust that was in his eyes. “You’re always so beautiful but today, you look especially sexy.”

You honestly didn’t know what to say or do, so you went with your gut reaction and gave a soft laugh. The laugh didn’t seem to break Seokmin’s spirits though as he leaned over to your ear slowly, whispering softly.

“Your ass looks so good in that dress, but I’d rather see what it looks like without anything covering it.” Your eyes widened at his confession and you felt his hand slowly move upwards, grabbing roughly at your upper thigh. You chose to challenge him, assuming he wouldn’t really try anything.

“Do it, you won’t.” You said.

“I won’t?” He questioned with a smirk, that you felt on your shoulder. His mouth was pressed against your collarbone, but he wasn’t exactly kissing you, more like testing you.

“Bet.” You stated with a quiver in your tone. Suddenly Seokmin moved off you and stared you straight in the eyes.

“What will I win?” He asked you. You sit there trying to come up with a good response.

“Me.” You said simply.

“That’s all I was hoping for right now.” He said and immediately moved back to you. Before anything made sense, you felt his lips aggressively moving on your mouth and his hand back to its place on your thigh, but this time, slipping under your dress and trailing the lace that you were wearing underneath it.

You kept from toppling over by grabbing a hold of Seokmin’s neck, refusing to loosen up for any reason. This is something you had only ever imagined before and god, was it so much better in real life.

His mouth was rough on yours as he opened and began nibbling on your lower lip. In desperation for more, you opened your mouth more, causing him to leave your lower lip and find something else for him to bite and suck on. You’re tongues moved together in a messy way, but somehow working. Your hands loosened around his neck and lowered them as they tightened around his collar. After a few minutes, he removed his mouth from yours, trailing kisses down your neck, biting on the flesh every so often. You’re eyes slowly opened for a moment and you remembered where you were.

You quickly pulled yourself away from Seokmin and hurried to move towards the window where the Driver could see through and look over at you.

“Excuse me but, would you be able to roll up the partition please?” You asked peeking through at the man who was behind the wheel.

“Yes ma’am.” The driver replied.

“And could drive around for a half an hour before you make your way to the club?”

“Of course. It’s not my limo, I just get paid to drive it.” The driver said looking in his mirror with a skeptical look before pressing a button to give you the privacy you forgot you didn’t have earlier. As you turned back around, Seokmin was still seated on the other end where you had left him. He was sat with his legs apart and his arms spread open, resting on the seats that surrounded him. He looked at you with a serious face and messy hair, popping open a button on his shirt. You noticed there was red lipstick messily on his mouth and you suddenly cursed yourself for putting it on in the first place.

You looked to your left and saw paper towels by a collection of snacks and wine. You quickly grabbed one wiped on your lips to take off all that you could and hurried as you made your way back to Seokmin. You began wiping at his face trying to get the red off him, feeling embarrassed that it was even there in the first place. He looked up at you as you rubbed the towel on his face and you could see his Adam’s apple bob ass he licked his lips, slightly swiping your knuckle.

“I’m sorry, I got caught up in the moment and forgot how much this stuff will smear.” You muttered. Without dignifying you with a response, Seokmin reached his hands around your waist, pulled you into him and placed you on his lap, a leg on either side.

You gasped at his movements and quickly grabbed a hold of his hair when it didn’t stop there. Seokmin kept his hands tight on your hips and began to rock you back and forth, rubbing on top of his member. You could feel his half hard cock rubbing against your panties, causing you to let out a soft moan.

“I’ve got something more important that needs dealt with Kitten.” Seokmin speaks lowly, drawing you in with every syllable.

“O-okay.” You stutter as your body moves, following the new pace Seokmin started with his own hips. He attached his lips to your neck as you grinded on him and Seokmin grew angry at the fact that there was material in his way as he pulled the dress off you. He sat you on his lap as he helped you remove your shoes, kissing each thigh that he was holding and unstrapping the heels from your feet with the other hand. He tossed the dress to the side and reattached his lips to your body, thankful for the now open chest he could devour. It was decided, on your part, that the plan to wear no bra with this dress was the correct way to go. His hands roamed, one to the front of you, fondling your chest, and the other grabbing and rubbing your backside.

“Get on your knees baby girl.” Seokmin said in a breathy tone. You follow his command, but not before giving him an easy, lingering kiss. As you knelt, eager on your knees, Seokmin stood up, shoving his pants and underwear down, revealing his lengthy cock in front of your face. He sat back down whilst rubbing himself in front of you. You waited until you were told you could have a taste and watched as Seokmin looked you in the eyes while continuing to rub himself.

“Open up that pretty little mouth for me Kitten, I wanna make you purr.” You obeyed and widened your mouth as much as you could, allowing Seokmin to put his hand on the back of your neck to pull you closer. His cock was pushed to your mouth and you began sucking his tip, causing Seokmin to hiss at the feeling of the wetness from your mouth contacting his hard on.

“Your mouth is so warm and wet, Kitten. I wonder if that describes any other part of you right now?” He questioned. You moaned in agreement as you began to push him deeper inside of your mouth. You hallowed your cheeks as you bobbed on top of him, reaching one of your hands from underneath to play with his balls that hung by your chin. “Where else feels that way? Can you touch it for me?”

You nodded your head but it could have come off as you just bobbing your head around Seokmin’s dick. Your hand slowly dipped down to your underwear and you slid your hand underneath. You began rubbing your clit, making you moan around Seokmin. Seokmin whined out from the vibrations you created and he grabbed a fistful of your hair, trying to contain himself.

“Fuck, you like touching yourself as my cock is shoved down your throat, do you?” You moaned again as you slowly continued to bob on Seokmin’s member. The pace was obviously too slow once Seokmin held your head and took the lead himself. He began moving you on his cock, hearing you choke and gasp as tears rolled down your cheeks.

“God, you’re such a good girl, taking me all the way.” Seokmin moaned out in desperation. He finally pulled you off him completely and you were left to sit and catch your breath. Your lips felt swollen after the stretch from your mouth and you could feel the spit still overwhelm your mouth.

“Up.” Seokmin said once your breathing was back to normal. You stood up and Seokmin pulled you closer by hooking finger into your underwear and leaving you with no choice but to move. He began to slowly take off your underwear, only to get angry at the awkward way the lace rolled off you and bundled up. Instead of just continuing to roll them down, Seokmin pulled on the fabric, ripping the lace off you.

“Seokmin!” You hiss but he waves you away with a hand.

“God, your body is so beautiful, every dip and curve.” Seokmin said reaching so he could kiss your hips and waist, lowering to your thighs and leaving a bite on your outer right leg.

“You tore apart my underwear.” You deadpanned. Seokmin reached down into his sock, pulling out a silver packet. He smiled at you as he showed it off, unwrapping the condom from its packaging and sliding it onto his hardened member.

“I’ll buy you a new pair.” He muttered as he grabbed a hold of your hands. Seokmin kicked off his shoes, removed his pants and underwear completely and unbuttoned his shirt all the way. He tossed his items in the same direction that he tossed your dress and then returned his gaze back onto you. “Now come take a ride.”

You nodded you head as you put your hands on Seokmin’s shoulders. You squatted over top of him as he held up his shaft. You slowly lowered yourself on him taking in the wrapped cock, the lubrication from not only the condom but your own wetness, making the slide easy. Seokmin moaned the whole way you lowered yourself onto him.

As you were finally, completely lowered on top of him, your hands grabbing at whatever they could reach, you let out a loud gasp. You waited for a moment and Seokmin proceeded to kiss every inch of your body, whispering to you compliments and naughty images of what he would do to you another time. When you felt you were adjusted enough, you began moving back and forth on Seokmin, his dick filling you, making your movements feel heavy.

You started to move around in circles, enjoying the way it felt as though Seokmin was touching every bit of you. As you were moving, you felt a sudden spot hit you harder than the others and you leaned your body into Seokmin, holding on tight as you moved around to continue to hit that spot.

“Seokmin!” You cry out as you find the spot again, your hardened nipples rubbing up and down against Seokmin. You moan into his neck as he bounces up and down, straining to commit to fucking you completely. After a moment of you riding his dick, Seokmin rotated your bodies, making you lie down on your back as he hovered over top of you.

“I can’t hold back, I’m really gonna fuck you now Y/N.” He said in a serious tone. You whined at his promise and closed your eyes.  Seokmin immediately began thrusting his hips into you. The slap of his pelvis hitting your ass was heard, as well as the wet sounds of his dick exiting three-fourths of the way, only to enter completely again, sounding slick and as dirty as you felt.

“Seokmin, I’m going to come!” You whine to him, which causes him to only move faster. You feel the pit in your stomach begin to build up as he continuously thrusted. Suddenly, your vision began to dim as you only saw black, your body thrusting upwards into him.

“Fuck, Kitten.” Seokmin groaned ass you came around him. You tried to get your breathing back to normal as Seokmin didn’t slow down his movements into you. You could already tell that you’d be feeling sore from the moment you’d get to the club until perhaps the next morning. “Open your eyes.”

You opened your eyes to see Seokmin looking at you from above, his arms on either side of you. Your eyes weren’t the only thing open as your mouth was agape, panting and whining from Seokmin’s touch. Seokmin moved from his hands, to his elbows, putting all his weight to one side, so he could lift a hand and caress your cheek as he fucks his way into you.

“Your pussy is intoxicating.” Seokmin groaned into your lips as he lowered himself. You sighed into the kiss he had begun and allowed yourself to be taken deeper as he had you in the perfect angle to devour your mouth. He slowly pulled away as you wished to stay like that forever.

“Turn around Kitten, hands and knees, I wanna see that ass without anything covering it, remember?” You twist around and get on your hands and knees for Seokmin. He grabs at your ass rubbing and massaging handfuls at a time. He grabs each cheek sticking out to him and pulls them opposite each other so that he can see your You feel shy not knowing what he’s going to do next while you can’t quite face him and gasp as he licks a swipe up your parted twat.

“Seokmin!” You purred. He began to lap you in upwards motions, making you mewl, when he stuck his tongue completely into your whole. He began tongue fucking you and your hands reached out for what they could, only lying flat on the glass window from the car. You could see the window fogging up behind your hand and you wondered how steamy you and Seokmin were creating the vehicle.

Seokmin sucked roughly on your clit causing your knees to shake. Before you toppled over completely, Seokmin removed his mouth from your clit and sucked roughly on the fat of your ass that was sticking out to him.

“I’m going in again.” Seokmin said removing his mouth from you and lining himself up with your entrance. He roughly made his way inside of you, not waiting for you to be on board with his movements. His hands gripped your ass as he watched it jiggle with every thrust.

You couldn’t handle being perched up in the air any more than what you were, which was saying a lot being you were already bent over for Seokmin. You were feeling dizzy and you gave up using your hands to support you, keeping your face down and ass up, sticking it out more to Seokmin’s pleasure. One of his hands reached for your hair as he grabbed a hold of you, making your neck tilt backwards.

His hands began to grip tighter on you, no doubt leaving marks, and you could feel the pace he was moving at earlier, begin to lose syncopation.  Seokmin’s breaths began to get heavy and his voice even more constant than before. You knew that he was close and it was getting you riled up and awaiting the next orgasm.

Seokmin’s rhythm slowed down almost completely as you tightened around him, sending him dissolving into pleasure while muttering your name. As you felt the condom fill up inside of you, you couldn’t help but let out another whine as you joined him, sinking into release.

Seokmin slowly removed himself from inside of you, helping you sit back up straight. He removed the condom from around him and tied it up tight, standing up to throw it inside of the garbage tin that was placed in the limo. Seokmin returned next to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder as you leaned into his neck.

“I believe you now.” You muttered to him, referring to when you couldn’t fathom the idea of Seokmin wanting you the same way you wanted him.

“I told you I’d prove it.” Seokmin laughed, kissing you on your forehead. He pulled away and you looked him in the eyes with a smile. He smiled at you as he moved his lips lower and gave you a soft kiss on the mouth.

“We should probably get dressed and get over to that club, Seungcheol is going to have my ass for being so late.” Seokmin sighed. You nodded as you gave him a peck on the lips and tried to clean yourself up a bit to look presentable. You patted your hair back down trying to make it look less frizzy than what it was now. Seokmin began dressing himself as you tried to wipe off the leftover juices from your body. Seokmin stood up, crouching towards you with your dress. You thanked him as you began to pull your dress back on and strap back on your heels.

“I can’t believe you ripped my underwear off.” You groaned as you threw away the shredded fabric that was on the floor. You made your way back to Seokmin who was once again sitting down, after telling the driver that he could head to the actual destination now.

“It was bothersome.” Seokmin grunted. “Why wouldn’t it just slide off nicely?”

“Who cares why, now everyone is going to pick up on my smell, they’ll know we had sex. It’s a stronger smell without underwear on you know.”

“Mmm is it?” Seokmin said kissing your neck and collarbone. “Maybe after this club you’ll let me go nose deep and see if it still smells like sex.”

“Seokmin.” You said sternly.

“Kitten.” Seokmin laughs

[tsunderekpop]

His First - Winwin

pairing: dong sicheng x reader

summary: well, there’s a first for everything. right?

genre: fluffy smut (if that’s a thing)

word count: 2,101 words

a/n: I hope you guys like this; come talk to us, we want feedback!!

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It was a pretty chill evening. You were laying on your bed, curled up into your boyfriend, Sicheng. It was quite relaxing actually; you were resting your head on his chest, and his arm was draped lazily around you body, and the two of you just laid there. Calm R&B was playing in the background, and you kept each other company with just your steady breaths.

You really enjoyed being Sicheng’s girlfriend. He had this goofy and playful personality when he was around you. He acts one way when he’s with his hyung’s at work, but with you was something else. It was this best friend relationship; you two could share practically anything with each other. And that was a bit surprising, considering you two have only been dating for four months. 

You shifted your body slightly to bring yourself closer to Sicheng’s long body. He noticed your movement, and moved his arm to wrap around your waist. You didn’t mind, it felt warm and safe. However, you jolted when you felt his finger point rather roughly into your side. You looked up at his face to search for some type of reactions, but he laid emotionless. No smirk. Not smile. Not a hint of feeling.

You sighed and repositioned your head on his chest when you felt him poke you again. This time, you giggled at the contact. You sat up immediately, hoping to draw some kind of response out of him. Why did he keep poking you?

“Stop trying to tickle me,” You said with a small grin on your face despite the fact that you were attempting to be stern.

“I’m doing no such thing,” He said with a poker face, however you say a hint of mischief in his lips. The slight curl into a smile, but he pulled it back into a thin line.

It wasn’t that you were extremely ticklish, but you did your best to hold back. your reactions. If someone were to tickle you while you were fully aware, you would even flinch at their touch. But when it came to you as a shock, you lost it.

You looked down at Sicheng, who just stared back at you, and decided to give him one last chance. You laid your body in it’s previous position, and the two of you comfortable laid in each others presence for... thirty seconds.

Sicheng poked your side again, but luckily you were anticipating it. You sat up quickly, and gave him one of your meanest glares. His stone face went up in laughter at your intense reaction to just a few pokes. 

“You think it’s funny?” You ask. Sicheng was too busy laughing at your outburst to verbally respond, and only gave you a vicious nod.

He couldn’t win this small battle he started, you wouldn’t allow it. So instead of sulking, your frown turned into a smile and his expression dropped into fear. What you had in mind frightened him a bit.

You hands went directly for his sides and you tickled the boy with no mercy to give. His abrupt laughter returned, and you were basking in the glory of him subject to you. You tickled his sides, and a bit at his neck, but your fun barely started when he flipped you over. Sicheng hovered over your body and began tickling you with just as much cruelty as you gave him. Your laughter filled the room, and you batted at his hands to keep off your body.

Sicheng’s strong hands didn’t leave your body, and you were forced to find an alternate option to freeing yourself from the torture. You grabbed the pillow under your head, and whipped it into Sicheng’s head with as much force to knock him off your body. He stared at you with wide eyes, a little shocked that you hit him with a pillow, but he took the opportunity to grab the other pillow on the bed to you hit you back with.

You faked gasped, and the both of you were jumping on the bed attempting to hit the other off first. Sicheng went to attack your torso, and knocked the wind out of him by hitting his feet. His body fell as he brought you down with him. The room was filled with your giggles and laughter, and you laid perfectly on top of his body.

Sicheng’s laughter slowly diminished until a small smile remained on his face. His eyes pierced into yours, and his hand came to rest upon your cheek. The both of you took in the moment to appreciate each other’s presence. It was serene and peaceful, nothing breaking the intense eye contact the two of you kept. That is until Sicheng’s hand. moved to the back of your neck and pulled you down onto his lips.

The kiss was just as beautiful as the moment you shared. His soft yet strong, plump lips perfectly fit into yours. You moved in sync, his one hand on your neck and the other on your hips, holding you in place. Your hands wandered his body, starting at his neck and cheek, caressing the incredibly soft skin; slowly making your way to his shoulder and chest. This felt like nothing the two of you had done before.

It’s not that you haven’t kissed or even made out a few times, but this particular situation was filled with passion and eagerness despite the relaxed atmosphere.  You were extremely anxious to continue into something more. Although you loved kissing Sicheng and holding each other, you were hoping for more ways to grow closer to him.

“Sicheng...” You moaned into his lips as the kiss grew more passionate and rough. He hummed in response, and you thought this was the perfect moment to bring this up. “I wanna suck your dick,”

Sicheng detached his lips from yours and looked at you with both confusion and fear. He didn’t understand why you wanted to go further; maybe things were getting boring, or he wasn’t a good enough kisser. Was he doing something wrong? All these thoughts roamed his mind before you pulled him back into reality.

“Only if it’s okay with you, of course.” You finished, giving his lips a small peck before locking eyes with him again.

“Uh-I, um,” Sicheng stammered, shocked at your bluntness and such a request. 

“No, it’s fine if you don’t want to. I just wanted to bring it up,” You stated, rising from his chest to straddle his waist. “It’s no big deal.”

“It’s just, uh,” Sicheng started, he looked up at you and shifted his position to be sitting up, keeping you semi wrapped around him. “I’ve never done that before.”

Now, you were just as shocked as he was. Not only has he not been sucked off, but he was so shy about it. You decided to pull your confidence back a little in order to comfort him and his lack of experience.

“Only if you’re willing,” You say, placing your hands on his chest. “I would be honored to be your first.”

Sicheng gave you a shy chuckle, avoiding eye contact by looking down onto the bed sheets. He fiddled around with the blanket, but kept his free hand on your hip. He dragged out a sigh and looked up at you with a more confident smile. He placed his other hand on your hips, and slightly shifted his body, making his erection known.

“I’d love for you to be my first.” He said in a low whisper, and reached up to give your lips a soft, open mouthed kiss.

You went to deepen the kiss by sliding your tongue along Sicheng’s lips, hoping he’d open himself up to you. He willingly obliged as you slid your tongue in. Your hands slid down his chest to the hem of his t-shirt. You tugged a bit, seeing if he’d get he hint.

Sicheng pulled away for a moment to pull his shirt off, only to reattach to your lips immediately after. You unwrap your legs from around him and fix yourself between his legs at the edge of your bed. One hand moved to his cheek, holding his face as you deepened the kiss to get more of him. Your other hand moved to palm his bulge through his pants.

Schenk gave out a quiet moan, but it was obvious he was holding back the full extent of his pleasure. You chuckled a bit, pulling back and getting down on your knees. You kiss his bare chest and stomach on your way down, hovering over his clothed member, then you looked up at him.

“It’s okay to moan,” You reassure him. “In fact, I encourage it.”

Sicheng took a deep breath and placed his hands on either side of him to keep balance as he leaned back a bit. You went to unbuckle his belt and jeans, and pulled them down along with his boxers. His erection sprung to hit his abs, and the sudden cool air caused Sicheng to hiss.

You went to kiss his inner thighs, lightly rubbing and messaging them. Sicheng exhaled lightly before placing his hands on top of yours. His eyes went to meet yours, cuing you to get on with the main event.

You smiled up at him and slowly wrapped your hand around his length. He flinched at the sudden contact, attempting to regain his composer. You went to peck his tip, earning a well heard moan escape his lips. His slit began to seep precum as Sicheng moved his hands to sit on his sides, gripping the sheets tightly. You barely started and he’s already losing his shit.

You brought your lips back down to his tip, lightly sucking on it. Your tongue swirled around, adding more movement and friction. 

“Oh...Y/N,” Sicheng said breathily.

“That it’s baby, you’re doing great.” You said.

You placed your tongue flat on the bottom of his shaft, and dragged it across his length at an agonizingly slow pace.

“Please get on with it.” He blurted, shocking the both of you.

Sicheng threw you apologetic eyes, but you only responded with a devilish grin. In less than a second, you had his dick in your mouth. Sicheng was left with his mouth open, exhaling at a faster rate. You started to bob your head slowing, but  swirled your tongue to give him more friction.

You noticed Sicheng gripping onto the sheets for dear life, and reached on of your hands to his, and placed his in your hair. You tangled it around a bit, hoping he’d get the clue. After a moment, you hollowed your cheeks, gaining a tug on your scalp from Sicheng’s hand.

“S-Shit, that’s it.” He groaned.

You quickened your pace, bobbing faster while Sicheng gripped your hair tighter. You pulled his length out of your mouth and began to tease his tip again. You sucked harsher, and ran your tongue across his slit. Sicheng’s moans were still somewhat soft, but nonetheless they were moans. And by the hair pulling you were receiving, you were doing a great job.

You took in his length again, bobbing at a fast rate than before. Sicheng’s breath hitched, and both of his hands were now on your head. His grip on you hair began to slowly and subtly guide you. Your bobbing was under Sicheng’s control, as he faintly took over. 

You could feel his member twitch, and you decided to take his full size in. You held back your gags, and Sicheng’s moans and groans became more frequent and higher pitched. You looked up at his with watery eyes, noticing his head was thrown back and his eyes were squeezed tight. His hips buckled slightly off the bed to hit the back of your throat, and you could tell Sicheng was close.

You hollowed your cheeks again, continuing to deep throat him. It was enough for him to reach his end, holding your head tightly. You nose was pressed against him as he finished into your throat.

He pulled out slowly, a string of saliva connecting his dick to you mouth. You looked up at him, a large grin plastered across your face. You opened your mouth to him, showing him that you swallowed his cum.

He raised his hips up from the bed to pull his boxers on, leaving his jeans to lay on the floor. You hopped into his lap, and leaned down to give him a deep kiss.

“You know what?” He said against your lips, tugging at your own shirt. “I think it’s your turn.”

[tsunderekpop]

Sex with Me - Taeyong

pairing: lee taeyong x reader

summary: “Sex with me is amazing.” “Prove it.”

genre: smut, lil fluff

word count: 5,307 words

- admin g

It wasn’t often that you got the NCT members to yourself. They were mostly busy with schedules, and when they had free time, they would spend it resting or visiting family, if given the chance. You didn’t mind their constant work, but you definietly longed to have a good night with your friends. So when you heard from Yuta about them having a couple of free days, you jumped on the opportunity real quick.

“We should go out, I really miss you guys.” You said into your phones’ speaker, hoping Yuta could hear you over all the background noise.

“Yeah, actually we have something planned. We’ll stop by later tonight to pick you up,” He mentioned in a hurry.

“Uh, okay...” You said a bit surprised. You were never really thrown into plans so spontaneously with the boys. Usually there’s a set plan of activities you strive to accomplish, so it was strange to you having to spend a night out at someplace you didn’t know of. “Are you gonna tell me where?” You ask after a few moments of random screams from the other line.

“Huh? Oh no, we won’t,” Yuta replied. “Just wear something... sexy, okay?”

Before you could reply to protest to the idea, the line went dead. You weren’t entirely dreading the thought of a surprise location, but it didn’t give you the thrill seeking momentum it gave your friends. You usually get calls in the middle of the night from Yuta or Ten being outside your apartment door with some food and movies for you to watch, and you slowly grew accustom to their antics. But knowing their personality, you were a little worried about where they planned to take you on their night off, and why you needed something sexy.

Instead of pondering on the couch, you got up and decided to take a warm soothing shower. You finished the shower, gently drying out your hair and wrapping a towel around your body. You stood in front to the foggy mirror to view your self.

“I can be sexy,” You thought aloud. “Right?” You started to look and move your body at the same time. Trying out a few dance moves here and there, trying your best to reach the standards Yuta set for you. “I look ridiculous.” You said before leaving the bathroom.

You checked the time, realizing you had more time to spare, before heading into the kitchen to make a small meal to fill yourself enough for the night. Really, your meal was a very large bowl of cereal, but it was satisfying nonetheless. You sat at the kitchen counter in your towel eating your cereal while scrolling through your Instagram feed.

Time passed quicker than expected when you heard a knock on the door. You walked towards your door, eyes still locked on a meme on your phone, and you opened the door to a very excited Yuta, Ten, and Taeyong. You looked up without second thought before you took a double take at the three boys eyeing your nearly naked body.

“When I said sexy, that is not what I meant,” Yuta joked before you hurried into your bedroom, leaving the door wide open for the boys to let themselves in.

“I’m sorry!” You shout towards them. “I got carried away. Let me get dressed and we can get going.”

“Can I have the rest of your cereal?” Ten shouted back.

This kid was seriously weird. “Uh, yeah? Go for it.”

You shrug off the request and began to frantically search your closet for the sexy outfit Yuta demanded. It didn’t last long since you mostly had casual clothes, and you weren’t exactly the ‘sexy’ type. However, you weren’t entirely out of lucky. You managed to find three skimpy dresses that could fit the occasion. Your decision came down to a matte black strapless dress that hugged your body and expose every curve just right. You squezzed into the dress and ran into the bathroom to put on some basic makeup. You didn’t feel the need to put much effort into it, granted you were also a bit lazy. You left your hair down in its natural state of waves, and slipped some black heels on.

You walked out of your room and into the living room where the three boys made themselves at home. Taeyong was the first to notice your presence. His eyes did a quick search of your body before looking away as a flush red rose to his cheeks. You had to admit, you had a pretty big crush on Tae for a while. Luckily the only person who knew about it was Yuta, but that called for constant teasing and jokes when he was around. You quickly shifted your gaze away from the pink haired boy and onto your best friend.

“Is this sexy enough for you?” You joked, making a horrendous pose.

“Not much different from when we arrived.” Yuta joked, and you slapped his arm before grabbing your bag and heading towards the door.

“All right, you’ve had your fun. Where are we going?” You questioned as the boys rose from their spots on the couch and towards you.

Yuta only laughed as he placed his hand on your lower back to guide you out of your apartment. You locked the door and the three of you were on your way to some discrete location the three idiots refused to tell you. You couldn’t help but whine the entire ride, resulting in an argument between you and Ten about your patience level. But once you arrived at the secret location, you couldn’t help but stand frozen with your mouth wide open.

“A club?!” You shout at Yuta, who couldn’t help but chuckle at your reaction.

You weren’t the clubbing type, just like you weren’t the sexy type. Instead, you were into simple things. Going to coffee shops, seeing movies, going on hikes, reading, anything that was peaceful in a way. But clubs? Let’s say, it wasn’t exactly your scene. With your friends insisting you live a little spontaneously, you closed your mouth, straightened your back, and started for the line outside the enterence.

“I promise, you’re gonna have fun.” Your best friend reassured you, as the four of you made your way into the club.

You made it inside, and found a table take make of use. You sat down, not really wanted to dance with strangers as Ten followed a girl into the middle of the dance floor. You sat with Yuta and Taeyong in quite while slowly tapping your foot to the beat of the deafening music. It wasn’t uncomfortable just sitting there, but the lack of conversation started to get to Yuta. He sighed heavily before getting up and walking away towards the bar.

You and Tae exchanged glances as to Yuta’s gesture, but he only shrugged it off. Only a moment later did Yuta return with a few shots. He set them down in front of your and Taeyong before taking his previous seat. He rose his glass, staring at the both of you before taking in the drink. He swallowed with a hiss, and motioned for the two of you to join him.

“Yuta, you know I don’t–” You started before Yuta quickly put a finger to your mouth.

“Neither of you drink,” He stated sharing a glance with you and Taeyong. “And you both aren’t going to get up and dance on your own. So don’t think of it as alcohol, but more like... a helper.”

“Helper?” Taeyong said with a chuckle. “The only thing it’s going to help me with is a hangover tomorrow morning.”

Yuta opened his mouth to protest, but Taeyong beat him to it by taking the shot without hesitation. Both yours and Yuta’s eyes widened at his impulsive move, until all eyes were on you, waiting for your final decision. You didn’t want to loose your judgement abilities by taking a shot, but you knew that you would just sit at the table while your friends went out to have a good time. On top of that, if you have no inhibitions, maybe you could actually get something started with Taeyong. And if all else fails, you could blame it on the alcohol.

The pros outweighed the cons, as you slowly exhaled and rose the shot glass to your mouth. You look at both of the boys who were sitting on the edge of their seats as you chugged the drink down. The immediate bitter taste caused your face to scrunch up as the stinging taste flowed down your throat. You exhaled in hopes of getting the taste of alcohol out of your mouth, but only looked ridiculous in the process.

Taeyong and Yuta laughed at your reaction to the substance as you shook your head and rose from the table. You made your way to the bar and order a bottle of water to wash the taste out. You turned to your side to see Taeyong join you at the counter. He gave you a small smile before ordering two more shots. You gave him a shocking look at such a request after the both of you had already taken shots. But he only giggled and lowered his head.

“Do you really think one shot is going to be enough for the night?” He asked with a small devilish smirk. You could tell the alcohol has taken over his body. He must have been buzzed, but you must be too.

“You do this often?” You asked curiously, as the bartender placed two more shots in front of the two of you.

Taeyong smirked at you and took the second shot at ease before returning to your question.

“Enough,” He answered as you took your second shot and a few gulps of water to wash the taste out as quickly as you could. “Alright, let’s start having fun.”

You set your shot glass down, and Taeyong was quick to grab your wrist and pull you through bodies of people and onto the dance floor. The two of you found Ten and Yuta hanging on some girls in the middle of the mosh of people. The hip hop beats were catchy and allowed your three friends, who were dancers, to follow the tune very fluidly without trouble. You, on the other hand, on bobbed gently to the music, not putting much movement to your steps.

“C’mon, Y/N!” Ten shouted towards you over the music. “You can dance better than that, right?”

You only chuckled to yourself and attempted to move with a bit more rhythm. It’s not that you were tone-deaf or couldn’t keep to the beat, it just didn’t feel like second nature to you as it did to the boys. You tried to focus more on the beat and following along when Yuta shouted something at Taeyong.

“Wow, Taeyong why don’t you help Y/N out here?” Yuta said pointing towards your hips.

You head and eyes shot up instantly at your best friend trying to play match maker. You knew he made that request in hopes of getting you and Taeyong closer, and with the both of intoxicated, it couldn’t end well. At least, not for you.

Taeyong let out a laugh as he looked over at your dance moves and scanned your body. He signed and licked his lips before reaching for your hips from behind. His hands were calm and gentle as he leaned his mouth down to your ears.

“It’s all in the hips, ya know?” He said over the music. “Don’t think too much about the music, and just start moving.”

His hands remained in their position as he gripped your body and began to slowly move you. You tried to follow along to his movements as he guided your figure. It was a little unsettling to have Taeyong so close to, especially in such a setting, but the alcohol in your system told you otherwise. You could feel your impulses growing stronger than your own conscience, and you decided to follow along with whatever destructive decision your mind wanted to go with.

You lightly press your back against Taeyong’s chest, and your butt followed to his crotch. He, however, didn’t protest or reject you recent movements, and instead went along. His grip on your hips tightened as he began to add pressure onto your ass. You rigid movements so melted into his body as you grew more fluid and in tune with the music.

“Like this?” You asked, turning your head slightly to see his eyes in the corner of yours.

“Yeah,” He breathed. “Just like that.”

You placed your hands right over his and continued your dancing, occasionally grinding your ass into his crotch. The two of you continued your little “dance lesson” unaware of Yuta’s and Ten’s eyes on the two of you. They gave each other a glance before slowly backing away from you two before you could notice. The music transitioned from some house music into Rihanna’s “Sex with Me.”

“Ah, I love this song,” You said, you movements picking up pace and energy.

“Really?” Taeyong asked. “Think of anybody when listening to it?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Cause I’m pretty sure sex with me is amazing.”

You stopped dancing at Tae’s blunt response. You turned your body to face his, and a large grin was plastered across his face. He must really be proud of his sex. You didn’t doubt his claim; he was strong and athletic, he was built by God himself, and he had dancer hips which is almost a necessity for sex. The alcohol in your system didn’t provoke you to get out of the situation. Instead your wrapped your hands around his neck, and pushed your body flush against his. Chest to chest, and crotch to crotch. You kept your eyes on his though, and cocked your head to the side.

“Prove it.” You state, with a small smirk forming on your lips.

The smile on his face only grew at your challenge. He hands caressed your arms before pulling you in, only inches from his face. Taeyong took a glance at your lips, then his eyes flickered back to you. They grew dark with lust, and his smile disappeared. He let out a sigh and grabbed onto one of your wrists. In an instant, he dragged you out the crowd and towards the restroom. You couldn’t believe that two words would set you in such a situation, and with none other than Lee Taeyong. He quickly yanked you into the men’s bathroom, and scanned all the stalls for any unfortunate bystanders.

“All clear?” You ask, leaning against the wall.

He only smirked at your question before trapped your position against the wall, a hand on either side of your head.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?” He asked, leaning into your neck. His breath was warm against your skin, causing you to physically shiver from the near contact. His lips left soft kisses, trailing up your neck. The simple act left you head over heels, anticipating what exactly he had in store. His hands moved from the wall behind you to your hips. He held you firm as his kiss became more urgent and rough. His soft kisses soon turned into nibbles as he made his way to your jaw.

Taeyong pulled away once he reached your cheek, and left a small peck. He kept his face close to yours as he stared at your parted lips. He quickly licked his own, and made a glance up to your eyes. Without a second thought, he crashed his lips onto yours, and rushed his own tongue into your mouth. You didn’t resist, allowing him the space. Your lips moved in sync, and his hands moved up and down your dress, aching to feel every inch and curve you possessed.

His fingers played with the end of your dress, just above your mid thigh, as his kiss slowed into passion rather than pure lust. Taeyong pulled away for a moment to catch his breath, and chuckled to himself as he tugged at the hem of your scandalous outfit.

“We’ll take this off later,” He stated, before quickly shifting your position. His back was now against the wall as you now stood in front of him, somewhat vulnerable. “But for now, you gotta prove to me that you’re worthy of my amazing sex.”

You knew exactly what that meant, and without hesitation you grabbed Taeyong’s arms and dragged the two of you into the handicap stall. You locked the stall door and pushed Tae against the tile wall and began to kiss him feverishly. The kiss itself didn’t last long; you pulled away and began to kiss down his body until you were set on your knees, and your face was right in front of his crotch.

You saw the tent in his pants that couldn’t go unnoticed, and you began to unzip his jeans and pulled them down, along with his boxers, to pool at his ankles. You grabbed his dick in your hands, and his body visibly reacted to the immediate touch. You looked up at Taeyong, who's eyes were closed tight, and his hands were fiddling at his sides, unaware of where to put them. At first glance, you could tell he was in your control. You were going to have fun with this.

You gently kiss his tip, but slyly slipped your tongue through to swipe the slit. Taeyong sharply inhaled as his hands found their way to your hair. You kiss around and on the tip and watched as Taeyong’s precut began to seep. You licked it up before moving towards the base of his cock. You laid your tongue flat against the underside of his length and licked up to the tip. You gave Taeyong a stare as you took his length in.

His eyes opened slightly as he watched your head bob up and down his dick, a small smirk planted across his face. His breath began to hitch when you hallowed your mouth then continued to take him in. His hands in your hair began to gab ahold, and guide your head along his throbbing length.

“Ah, that feels good, Y/N,” Taeyong cooed, stroking your hair with one hand and holding a firm grip with the other. “Just a little faster, I’m almost close.”

His tone was very calm and collected, but his facial expression told another story. You looked up at his eyes, which were shut again, and noticed his nose scrunch up and sweat dripping down the sides of his face. You quickened your pace, and took his full length in a few times, earning some gasps and quiet moans for Tae.

His grip on your hair tightened as he gained control of the situation. You placed your hands the front of his thighs as he moved your head up and down his cock. Taeyong stopped stroking your hair and grabbed the back of your head with his hand. He began to face fuck you, releasing moans and few curse words here and there.

“I-I’m–” He started, but his climax beat him to it. A few final thrusts into your mouth, and Taeyong was spilling. He pulled himself out, and you quickly swallowed the last of him. He looked down at your kneeling body, and reached for your chin, wiping off leftover cum. He smiled down at you, helping you to your feet. He threw his arm around your waist and guided the two of you out of the restroom.

“I think you’ve earned it.” He said, as he dragged the both of you out of the club.

The two of you made your way to the street as Taeyong summoned a cab in your direction. When the car pulled up on the curb, you made you way in and Tae followed behind you. You told the driver your address as Taeyong handed him some cash.

The whole ride was quiet and still. You and Taeyong didn’t do much, except his hand was resting on your exposed thigh. You didn't think much of the gesture until you realized his hand was further up your leg than anticipated. You looked over in his direction, but he didn’t spare you a glance. He didn’t appear anxious to you, but with the placement of his hand, you could tell he was ready.

When the driver arrived at your apartment building, Taeyong took hold of your hand and pulled you out of the cab. You shut the door behind you and went on a quick pace upstairs to your home. You took out your keys and unlocked the door. You tossed your purse and keys onto the counter in the kitchen as Taeyong closed the door.

“Do you want anything to–” You started, but Taeyong had spun you around to face him before you could finish your question.

“Bedroom.” He said in a hushed tone, determined to get one thing done tonight.

You grabbed his hand and lead him to your bedroom at a slowed pace. You weren’t in a hurry, but Taeyong seemed to be. You walked into your bedroom and turned on the bedside lamp; you didn't intend on turning on the lights anyway.

You made your way to Taeyong standing in front of the door and placed you hands on his chest. You slowly started to rub his torso before wrapping your arms around his neck. You pulled your body closer to his, only inches from touching him.

“Why are you in such a rush?” You asked seductively. “When I said I wanted to experience this amazing sex of yours, I meant for it to be long lasting,”

He exhaled and grabbed your hips, pulling you body into his. His lips found yours, and he kissed your much softer and more passionate than your early encounter. He slowed down his movements, but was still searching for some lust. His tongue swiped your bottom lip almost begging to be let in. At that gesture you pulled back and took a few steps away from Taeyong. You turned your body so your back was facing him and you looked over your shoulder at the gorgeous boy.

“A little help?” You cooed.

If it hadn’t been for the alcohol still coursing through your body, you would not have had the confidence to be so... sexy. Taeyong walked towards you, and let his hands adventure your body before unzipping your dress. He tugged on the fabric before it softy fell to the ground, leaving you in your panties and strapless bra.

His hands rested on your shoulder and you shuddered at the cool touch. His hot breath contrasting his cool hands; his lips softly landed at the nap of your neck. His trail of kisses began again as he made his way to the skin just below you ear. Already you back slight arched at the sensational feeling, and your leaned your head into the feeling.

Taeyong’s hands moved from your shoulders down your spine, leave no patch of skin untouched. When he found the top of your underwear band, he guided your body towards the bed. You reached the edge and Taeyong turned your body to face his. He cupped your face and dipped in for another sweet kiss. Only one, however. After the kiss, he laid you across the bed, allowing you to make yourself comfortable, as he rid himself of his shirt and jeans, leaving him only in his boxers.

He was quick to hover over your body, his knee inches from your already soaked core. He rested one hand near your head for support, while the other roamed your body. He reached around you, unclipping you bra and tossing it towards the pile of clothes you two have created. His mouth dove right into the crook of your neck, kissing and sucking at the skin, and leaving a wet trail up towards your breasts.

“Do you know that you have the most beautiful body?” Taeyong asked, searching your eyes for an answer.

“You’re only saying that because you’re drunk.” You argued, not buying his praise.

“I’m serious,” He replied, his tone and gaze awestruck at such a masterpiece: you. “I love how your body looks and works.” His mouth found your left breast while his hand messaged the other. He bit and sucked at your sensitive nipple, filling your body with such an overwhelming feeling. When he felt complete with the one boob, he moved onto the other to give it the same treatment. You involuntarily moan at his tongue swirling your nipple, and leaving small love bites around your breast.

“I love your breast, they’re so beautiful,” He continued. His body wasn’t only complimentary, but also a small ego booster; it gave you more confidence than you could ask for, especially coming from him. “You curves are artwork,” He stated as his hands roamed your sides and hips. “And don’t get me started on your ass.”

You giggled at such a response, but your throbbing core trumped you laying here receiving compliments. You began to squirm, a bit impatient, as Taeyong continued to worship your body to great lengths.

“Tae, I’m thankful for the praise, but my pussy is gonna need some attention, too.” You bluntly said, as your breathing increased it’s rate.

“Now who’s in a hurry?” He joked as he slid down to hover over your soaked panties. “Don’t worry. I’m gonna treat you so well, Y/N.”

You lifted your hips so Taeyong could slid your panties off and toss them to the side. His face lit up at your core, already so wet for him, and practically aching to be touch. He started to kiss your inner thighs, giving equal love to them as he did to your upper half, and not leaving a single spot untouched. He kissed and nibbled your hips as well, practically avoided your pussy altogether.

You started to move impatiently, wanting–needing–to be touched before you exploded. It seemed as though Taeyong read your mind (more like your body language), and let his tongue run across your slit. Your body tensed at the sensation, cause you to slightly arch your back and push your hips towards the hot breath you felt near your core. Taeyong, however, held your hips down in place, and started at his work at an excruciatingly slow pace.

Your moans turned into whines as Taeyong licked and sucked at your clit so softly. He wasn’t rough and fast, but his pacing was causing you to yearn for more. He lifted his face when he felt enough damage was done and whipped your juices away from his chin with the back of his hand. He smirked at you and, without warning, inserted a finger into you.

“Oh my–Taeyong!” You moan, louder than expected.

He began pumping in and out of you, and leaned down to give your clit even more attention. The feeling was intense and hard for you to handle. You grabbed at the sheets on your bed, hoping to grip onto something solid so you could let out your frustration. You right hand found Taeyong’s head, and began to lightly pull at his hair. The motion only urged Taeyong on, as he moaned into your core. The vibrations causing you to respond with more moan and whines.

Taeyong quickened his pacing, adding another finger in. His pumping grew more rough, and his fingers curled inside of you. You arched your back at the breathtaking pleasure Tae was giving you with just his fingers and tongue.

“T-Tae,” You began, but you could feel your climax building.

He took this as a cue to pump faster and hard, shocking you by adding a third finger. To say you were overwhelmed would be an understatement, His fingers and tongue drove you over, as your juices spilled over his fingers and you finished.

You breathed heavily, stunned by such pleasure. Taeyong crawled over your body, his three fingers hovering over your lips. You opened your mouth and sucked your cum from his fingers. Tae bent down to give you a kiss, and pecked your neck before whispering into your ear.

“If I have you trembling over my tongue and fingers, imagine what my dick will do to you?” He questioned, chuckling in your ear. You body was instantly covered in goosebumps as he started to kiss your neck and collarbone, leaving more love bites and wet trails.

You reached under him, and grabbed at his hard cock, and stroked him with light touches. Tae groaned into your crook, grinding his hips into your hands for more friction. You kissed his collarbone, biting and sucking at the skin in hopes of leave a mark of your own. You strokes grew a bit rougher with purpose, and Taeyong’s breath hitched at the sudden change of pace. He pulled away from your neck and grabbed your hand from his very hard-on.

He aligned himself with your entrance, teasing you by rubbing his tip along your slit, causing the both of you to hiss at the feelings. He pushed himself inside of you, and you groaned in return to the feeling of this thick dick pushing past your boundaries. Your lips parted at the sensation, and Taeyong took the opportunity to crash his lips onto yours.

The both of your mouths moved in sync as Tae slowly moved in and out of you. He detached your lips and began to nibble at the sensitive skin below your ears. You moaned and lifted your legs to wrap around his body. His slow thrust gave your sensitive clit an unbelievable feeling that had you begging for more. You hands rested on his shoulders as your heels pressed his lower back.

“More,” You breathed out, hoping for a deeper feeling.

Taeyong obeyed your request, and deepened his movements. As he filled you up, his pacing quickened and you were a moaning mess. His grunts rang in your ear as you verbally expressed your emotions. Calling out his name at loud volumes encouraged Taeyong to go deeper, eventually hitting your g-spot. The sudden sense caused a wave of pleasure to your body, cause you to quickly reach your second climax of the night.

“Keep going, Tae,” You moaned out, continuing to push your heels into his back for a deeper thrust. “Oh, fuck, I’m so close!”

Your noise became too loud for you to bear, so you bit down on Taeyong’s shoulder, in hopes of somewhat muffling the sounds. Tae grunted and groaned at your teeth sinking into his skin, sure to leave tooth marks later. His pace became rapid, overwhelming you to the ultimate max.

You nearly screamed out Tae’s name as you reached your climax for the second time, finishing around his cock. You almost laid limb, until Tae pulled out of you, hastily pumping his cock before finishing across your stomach and chest. He laid face down next to you, and the room was quiet except for the two of you catching your breaths.

After a few minutes, Tae rose from the bed to grab a warm towel to clean up his mess on your body. You made your way over to your closet and tossed Tae one of your pairs of sweatpants that were way too big on you. You grabbed a pair of boxers and a sweatshirt to throw on before climbing back into bed.

You made yourself conformable, and Taeyong swiftly wrapped an arm around your waist, cuddling into your back and resting his head into the crook of your neck.

“Sex with me is amazing, right?” Taeyong asked, breaking to calming silence.

“Yeah, okay,” You joked, laughing at his question. “Sex with you is amazing.”