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number1mingyustan · 9 days

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Up To You ☾

boyfriend!wonwoo x virgin!fem!reader

Warnings: established relationship, explicit smut, kissing, cursing, fingering (f.), oral (m.), brief handjob, cum swallowing, mild praise kink, mentions of virginity loss, this is so dirty yet so cute, oc is confused and horny

Summary: up to you - nct dream & prettymuch

Word Count: 3k

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(a/n: he’s so bf i can’t)

"Stop it!" You scream, giggling out loud as your eyes remain fixated on the colorful screen in front of you.

"I'm not doing anything baby," Wonwoo smirks.

You huff out in frustration as you hold the Wii remote in your hand. Your boyfriend has hit you with another banana peel in Mario Kart and is nearing the finish line of the third and final lap.

You're no longer trailing right behind him, and two cars has already sped past you. You start driving again, rushing toward the nearest mystery box. It spins before giving you a King Speed. You spam the button, passing the two characters that sped in front of you. You're quick, but not quick enough to pass Wonwoo, who has already zipped past the finish line before you.

Your body slumps into the couch with exhaustion. He's just too good.

"One more game," You demand.

Wonwoo lets out a chuckle. "You said that two games ago."

"I mean it, one more game and I'm gonna win. One more."

Wonwoo shrugs, refusing to wipe the smirk off his face before selecting 'New Game' on the screen. He leans back against the couch and reselects his favorite character, Toad. You choose Toadette and a pink motorcycle. Your glider and wheels match in the same bright shade of pink. He even lets you choose the map just to "give you an advantage."

The screen counts down from three and both your characters start racing across the screen, leaving behind all the NPCs as you focus on the race between the two of you.

As expected, you're no match for him the second his character touches his first mystery box. With each passing lap, the distance between your characters on the mini-map grows further.

You throw out red shells, skillfully aiming the green ones, and the person in ninth place even throws a blue shell at some point during the race. But he holds his spot in first place nonetheless.

As expected, he wins, ranking himself first and you second. He leans back into the couch with the same stupid smirk plastered on his face.

"You cheated!" You exclaim, hitting him playfully.

"This isn't even the kind of game you can cheat in baby, either you got it or you don't.

"Not fair," You mumble, childishly dropping the controller onto the couch.

"Aw don't be a sore loser," He grins. "You almost beat me a few games ago."

You ignore him, pouting harder and crossing your arms.

He leans over, holding you by the sides and begins tickling you. You can't help but react, squirming in his arms and laughing. "Stop!"

He doesn't let up and you continue squirming in his arms. You climb on top of him, pinning him down and interlocking your fingers with his. "You've made your point," You say breathlessly.

"Sure you're not mad at me anymore?" He grins, pushing his hands against yours lightly.

You chew the inside of your lip, eyes looking up and to the side as you contemplate. "Mostly."

His hands unlock from yours and rub up and down your sides lightly. He tilts his head up, allowing his soft lips to meet yours. The kiss is slow and sensual, reflective of the intimate position the two of you are currently in. He can feel himself growing hard beneath the fabric of his sweatpants in the intimate position. "Want me to make it up to you?"

Your lips curve up at the sound of his words. "Only if you do what I say.

He sits up, holding you securely on his lap.

"What is it that you want baby? Tell me," He whispers against the shell of your ear.

It's a bold question, not that you mind it. But it's still pretty early in your relationship and you and Wonwoo are still taking things fairly slowly. It's been a few months, but you haven't had sex yet.

You've gone further than kissing a few times, but things have remained relatively innocent between the two of you. Touching beneath the belt wasn't off the table, but it certainly was a new thing in your relationship and it didn't happen often. He's usually more hesitant about being suggestive around you since you're still a virgin and he doesn't want to rush anything.

Nonetheless, your body goes warm at his suggestive tone. You feel yourself throb and shift yourself on his lap. The little bit of friction causes a soft moan to slip from your lips.

"I want you to make me cum," You whine. Your voice is quiet but filled with desperation.

He's holding himself together, but his head is spinning. His heart starts beating faster as anticipation runs through his veins. There's a small wet patch forming on your panties and he can feel it pressed against his hard cock.

"You want my fingers?" Wonwoo asks.

You nod in response to his question eagerly. His cock twitches beneath you knowing that you want him, need him. You look up at him with round eyes. They're so innocent yet filled with lust and desperation.

His thoughts are flooded with you. You're always on his mind, to tell the truth. But you're clouding his mind even more and making his head spin. You have such a strong effect on him.

He lifts your hips up, pulling your white cotton panties off and tossing them onto the living room floor. You bring your bare crotch back down onto his lap, one of his oversized jerseys covering your body

Silently, you guide his hand into your mouth, sucking on his fingers and making them wet. His breath catches in his throat as you suck on his fingers.

He turns you around on his lap, pressing your back onto his chest. He holds you still with one of his arms wrapped around your frame.

He wastes no time plunging his soaked fingers into you. His digits slip into your folds easily, curving up deep into you. Your back leans further into his chest. His broad frame supports you from behind and his cock twitches in the fabric of his sweatpants.

"Ah fuck–" You gasp, moaning out.

Your back arches as his fingers stretch your cunt.

"Motherfucker–" He groans lowly.

He withdraws his fingers slowly from your folds. You whine and shift uncomfortably in his lap. You can't see, but his brings his fingers to his lips. He spits onto them, lubricating his fingers more. It drives you crazy. He really didn't need to, not with the way you're soaking his fingers and sweatpants already. But there's something so lewd, so filthy about it. It's turning you on so much.

A smack lands on your cunt as his damp fingers return to where you need him. You shift in his lap again, brushing against his hard cock. He slips his fingers back into your wet cunt, this time thrusting his fingers into you faster than before.

He's restless, curving his fingers perfectly and sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You let out a squeal, resting your head back against his shoulder as your back arches.

You gasp for breath, moans getting caught in your throat as he fingers you. The squelch of your cunt fills the living room. It's filthy, and you fucking love it. Your eyes roll back and you cry out when his fingers press against your g-spot.

"You still with me gorgeous?" He asks.

"Hah– mhm," You nod.

Your body tenses in his lap as your hips roll into his fingers to their own rhythm. You struggle to control your body, overwhelmed with pleasure and rapidly chasing your approaching high.

He hums in satisfaction. "Gonna give you want you want now." He mumbles against the shell of your ear.

He doesn't need a response to know how badly you want this. His fingers pick up in pace, continuing to brush against the sweet spot inside of you.

A groan escapes his lips as you continue rolling your hips against his fingers desperately. He wants to ruin you, so badly. The sight of you in his lap right now is sending his mind racing. The thoughts clouding his mind alone could make him ruin his sweats untouched.

Your nails dig into the couch as you desperately squirm to find something to hold onto. Your eyes screw shut as you gasp for breath.

"Wonu–fuck–ah!" You groan. He places more pressure on your inner falls, wrist movements coming to a halt. He presses his fingers into your sweet spot, allowing you to continue fucking yourself on his fingers as your high has your head spinning.

You clench around his fingers tightly. You whine and cry out, vision going white as your pussy throbs around his fingers. You take a deep breath, exhaling shakily as you come down from your high.

He leans his head back against the couch and sighs. His adam's apple is prominent and he uses his middle and ring finger to push his glasses up on his nose.

You climb off his lap, face growing hot when you see the wet stain on his grey sweats. "Sorry," You apologize.

He looks down, eyes drifting to where yours seem to be focused on. He lets out a breathy chuckle. " 'S okay baby, I don't mind."

He leaves a playful smack on your butt as you walk away toward the bathroom. He adjusts himself in his sweatpants, thoughts of you still flooding his mind.

You enter the bathroom, closing it behind you. You clean yourself up, but the sight and feeling of his hard cock flood your thoughts. You'd be lying if you said he didn't satisfy you, but you're still undeniably horny. You splash your face with some cool water to distract your mind.

You make your way back to the living room, sitting next to him on the couch. He pulls you back onto his lap comfortably and changes the tv setting from the Wii to Disney +.

He scrolls mindlessly through the options. "You hungry? I was thinking we could order in."

You're having an even harder time focusing now. He's still sprouting a semi beneath you

"I wanna return the favor, Wonu," You blurt.

"I was thinking Thai–oh," Wonwoo clears his throat.

He shakes his head and presses a kiss on your cheek from behind. "It's okay baby, you don't have to worry about me."

"No I want to," You admit. "I'm still horny, and I wanna make you feel good too. Please?"

He's having an internal battle with himself. It feels like things are moving a little quickly, but who is he to deny you? Especially when you're in his lap practically begging him.

He licks his lips slowly, contemplating a response. Thoughts of you have been clouding his mind doing exactly this and he can't help but be selfish and indulge.

"Fuck... okay," He agrees.

You tug at his sweatpants excitedly. You lifts your hips, pulling his underwear and sweats down to his knees in one movement. You sit back down on his thighs, eyes fixated on his dick.

He's only sprouting a semi, not nearly as hard as when he was fingering you early. No biggie.

You tilt your head down, spit falling down onto his cock from your mouth. You start stroking him. He's big and heavy in your hand, it's a little intimidating at first.

But you adjust quickly, finding a steady rhythm. You feel him breathe out in relief at the feeling of your hand. You feel a newfound sense of confidence build inside of you.

Your hand runs along his length, feeling the thick veins on his cock. You can feel the way he grows in your hand, twitching as it rises to full length and hardness.

The tip is flushed pink and dribbles out precum. He lets out a soft curse.

You couldn't help but let your mind imagine how it would feel inside of you. You knew you weren't ready for it yet, but you couldn't help but imagine it. If it was anything like his fingers earlier, you could most certainly consider the possibility of taking your relationship to the next level.

Although, you know it'll hurt. Wonwoo is big, incomparable with his fingers. You know he'd take good care of you, do everything in his power to ease the pain and make you feel good.

His hips jerk when you swipe your thumb across the sensitive tip. He spurts more precum and groans at the sensation. You're practically drooling at the sight of him.

Wonwoo is never this reactive. He's always been more of the calm stoic type. But you're bringing out another side of him, and it's turning you on like crazy.

"Wanna suck it," You breathe out.

Wonwoo tilts his head back into the couch. His hand covers his face as he holds himself back. "Holy fuck..." He breathes out shakily.

You climb off his lap, dropping down to your knees.

"Take your time... Don't wanna hurt you–ah" He moans.

You open your mouth, wrapping your lips around his cock. You taste the precum on your tongue, swiping it across his sensitive tip. He holds himself back from thrusting his cock all the day down your throat. He grips the couch tightly, sinking deeper into the leather beneath him.

He's trying so hard to be a good guy and do the right thing. But fuck, you're making it so hard. He doesn't wanna give you more than you can handle, but the sight of you right now makes him want to ruin you.

Your hand doesn't leave his cock, continuing to stroke him as you take the tip into your mouth. You start off bobbing your head slowly, running your tongue along the bottom side of his length.

He groans, gathering your hair into a makeshift ponytail and helps to guide your head. You're careful not to let your teeth drag, focusing on making sure he feels good.

"Fuck, gorgeous," He groans. "What are you doing to me?"

His words shoot straight to your core. You press your thighs together and take his words as encouragement. You take more of his length down your throat, allowing his tip to touch the back of your throat.

"Holy shit–" He moans. "You're so good, fuck ah–"

He grips the leather of the couch harder, digging his nails into the material to restrain himself from fucking your throat. He gasps and moans, allowing a few curses to slip from his lips.

You continue stroking him, taking more of his into your mouth. You bob your head a little faster, saliva thoroughly coating his length. His tip continues to touch the back of your throat, causing you to gag and tear up.

You stop for a moment, coughing as you wipe your tears and catch your breathe.

"You good?" He asks.

You nod. "I'm good."

"Take your time baby," He coos. "Don't need to rush it."

You nod again before taking him back into your mouth.

You pace yourself, starting slow and progressively growing quicker and more confident with your moves. He guides you using the makeshift ponytail, making sure you don't get ahead of yourself again.

Your other hand cups his balls, making him let out a throaty groan. His cock twitches and throbs in your mouth and hand. "I'm close, baby" He warns you.

You remain steady in your movements, prioritizing his pleasure. His cock throbs once more before his body jerks. "Oh shit–"

He lifts your head off of his cock with your hair and grabs his cock with his other hand. He strokes himself to finish, shooting his load into your mouth. Even overwhelmed with pleasure, he doesn't spurt any of it onto your face.

He groans once more as he comes down from his high. He lets out a breath. "You can spit it, don't feel pressured to–"

Before he can finish his sentence, you swallow his load with ease. His cock twitches at the sight, but he prioritizes you. He dresses himself properly and lifts you back onto his lap. You face him, resting your head on his chest.

He holds you securely, rubbing his hands along your back softly.

"Was that okay?" He asks, continuing to draw circles on your back.

You nod. "Yeah, I'm okay."

He looks down at you, seeing you nibble on your bottom lip pensively.

"You sure?"

You nod hesitantly.

He can tell there's still something on your mind. You've just got that look on your face.

"What's bothering you?" He asks.

You shake your head, burying your head in his chest. He lifts your head, softening his tone with you. "Hey, talk to me."

You frown. "I don't know.... like I feel like I'm ready, but at the same time I'm not sure."

"To have sex?" He asks.

You nod. "I don't know if I'm just getting ahead of myself or if it's really what I want. I'm just a little scared, but I think I want to."

"I get it, but we won't do it unless you're 100% sure. I don't wanna jump into anything prematurely and have regrets. Doesn't matter how much you're on the fence, it won't happen unless you're in it 100%. You hear me?"

You nod. "Thank you Wonwoo, you're the best."

He kisses your cheek. "Just for you."

"I think I'm just overthinking it cuz I'm still horny," You confess.

He leans back into the couch and lets out a breathy chuckle. "Shit Y/n, you're insatiable."

You grin. "Just for you."

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number1mingyustan · 11 days

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i’m gonna lock in and write this weekend 🗣️

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number1mingyustan · 15 days

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Ahhh I love your mingyu fics can you do a smut with jealous bf mingyu? (Also your writing is amazing)

boyfriend!mingyu x fem!reader

warnings: established relationship, cursing, kissing, explicit smut, shower sex, marking, arguing, resolved angst, jealousy, praise, oral(f.), fingering (f.), squirting, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, creampie, toxic on the dl

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You slam the door behind you abruptly and stomp through the bedroom.

"You're acting crazy Mingyu," You huff.

The door swings back open and he walks through. "You're not even listening to me."

You turn facing him with your arms crossed. There's not even a hint of amusement on your face. "You're not listening to me."

You plop down on the bed, butt sinking into the mattress. YOu lean over and start pulling at the strings of your shoes. You're already frustrated and frankly, you're struggling to get your heels off.

"Let me help," Mingyu offers with a sigh.

"No," You spit out quickly. "I can do it myself."

It's a lie.

Your nails are too long for you to properly grip and undo the fastener on the shoe. You couldn't even get them on yourself earlier in the night. Mingyu did it for you. But that was before he started acting like a jealous prick and pissed you off at the club. And the only person more stubborn than Mingyu is you.

He watches you struggle, but ultimately gives in and kneels down to help you anyway. You huff out in annoyance and his face tightens. Neither of you says anything, although the tension in the room seems to thicken.

He helps you out of your shoes, and the moment the second heel is off, you're back on your feet. You don't look at him or thank him, simply standing to your feet and turning your back to him.

His jaw tightens and he takes a deep breath. "Could've at least said thank you."

"I didn't need your help," You snap back quickly.

"What the fuck Y/n? Why are you acting so crazy?!"

"I'm not acting crazy, you are. You're the one treating me like I did something wrong! If some guy comes up to me and starts flirting, I can't do anything to stop him. It's not like I was entertaining it either. I made it clear I wasn't interested and that I had a boyfriend, you're acting like I fucked every guy that looked at me tonight!" You scoff.

"You don't get it."

"I understand it perfectly Gyu." You grit your teeth.

"I know you didn't entertain it but fuck–Y/n. Did you see how many guys were staring at you like a piece of meat? Practically drooling and snickering to their friends and the second they laid eyes on you. And then the amount of them that actually had the audacity to go up to you? It's disrespectful as fuck and you can't blame me for not wanting to stay any longer."

"You dragged me out like I was your property! Just because you were miserable the whole time we were there, doesn't mean I was too. You might not have wanted to see the flirting, but you're taking it out on me like I was actually doing something wrong. Don't have a hot girlfriend if you can't handle it."

You storm off before he can respond with a slam of the bathroom door. You turn on the shower, giving it time to warm up as you slip out of the admittedly very short and very tight dress hugging your body.

Once hot, you step into the shower and allow the water to cover your body. It helps to put you at ease and release the tension and anger weighing on your heart.

You tilt your head back, allowing the water to trickle down your skin. You're so relieved by the water you fail to hear the door opening. Mingyu slips into the bathroom quietly, stripping himself bare without your knowledge.

He steps into the shower, sudden presence startling you. Your heart drops and begins racing and you visually flinch. "Mingyu-"

"Shh" He hushes you calmly, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. He holds you gently, pulling you in so your back meets his chest.

His chin rests on your shoulder and you can feel his soft breaths on your neck. "I'm sorry," he says quietly.

He plants small kisses on your shoulder, mumbling more apologies in your ear. You try to hold your poker face, but your body relaxes on its own. You melt against his touch. "I was an asshole..." he admits. " 'M sorry."

He lifts his head and turns you around so you're facing him. He cups your chin, tilting your head up so your eyes meet. "I fucked up."

You nod lightly. "You did."

"Let me make it up to you?" He offers.

You raise an eyebrow at him. "Gyu..."

"Please?" He practically begs. "I only acted like a dick because I love you. It's fucked up, I know... but shit. You have any idea how beautiful you are?"

He pulls your body flush against his. Your chests press against one another and he looks down at you. You can feel the length of his hard cock poking against your inner thigh. Neither of you acknowledge it.

"You're so fucking perfect..." He whispers.

He starts trailing kisses along your neck. His lips are soft against your skin, but he sucks harshly. He's sure to leave hickeys, allowing his territorial side to come through. You don't stop him though, can't say you mind all that much when it feels this good.

A moan slips past your lips and you can feel the way Mingyu smirks against your skin. He knows you've already folded and you've given him all the confirmation he needs to keep going.

His hand travels up your stomach, lightly cupping one of your tits. His head dips down between the valley of your breasts and he continues kissing you. "Didn't want anyone else staring at these perfect tits..."

He continues trailing kisses along your skin, opening his mouth wider once he reaches your nipple. He sucks on the bud, causing you to arch your back and press your thighs together. "Everything about you is so beautiful baby," he mumbles.

His head moves, traveling to your other breast and giving it the same attention before continuing to kiss down your stomach. He reaches your navel before kneeling down on the shower floor.

The view has you nearly salivating. He's below you on his knees, hair dripping wet from the shower with his eyes fixated on you. They're clouded with love and lust and you can sense how eager he is to love on you.

"Can I?" He asks softly.

You breathe out shakily, giving him a small nod. He's quick to spread your legs and push his head in between. He starts off slowly, kissing between your thighs and licking a long stripe through your folds.

"Fuckkkkk," You breathe out.

"Didn't want anyone thinking about this pussy either.... 's all mine."

You lean your head back against the wet wall of the shower. He begins sucking on your clit softly, moaning at the taste of you on his tongue. "Taste so good ma."

He lifts one of your legs, resting it on the rim of the bathtub. You tug at his wet hair for support, but it doesn't do much once he starts devouring you. He's sloppy with it, french kissing your clit and pushing his warm tongue in your folds. His nose nudges against your clit and you're squirming above him nonstop.

You cry out, hands slipping against the wet wall as you try to hold yourself up. Your legs are shaky with pleasure and your balance is unsteady.

He adjusts your body slightly, holding you up by your ass cheeks and encourages you to grind down on his face. He moves your hand down on his shoulder. You push your hips against his lips sloppily, crying out as the pleasure overwhelms you.

"S-Shiiiiit," You moan. "Gyu 'm gonna cum."

Your nails dig into his shoulder as your juices coat his face. He moans against you, sending vibrations coursing through your body enough to have you cumming in moments.

He focuses his lips back on your clit, sucking harshly on the sensitive bud. He slips two fingers into your hole, pumping them into you. Your orgasm courses through you before you have time to warn him. You cry out, legs shaking as you cum on his face. Your pussy tightens around his fingers and your clit throbs on his tongue.

A rush of liquid coats his face as you grind against him. He kneels there, moaning against you as he relishes in your taste. He gives you a moment to come down, watching as your chest rises and falls from the harsh breaths you take. He pulls his fingers out slowly and helps you balance yourself on your feet.

He presses one last kiss on your clit before standing to his feet again.

"Better?" He asks.

You nod lightly.

"You forgive me yet mamas?" He asks fondly.

You lick your lips slowly and shrug. "Don't think so."

He sucks his teeth. "Baby."

You give him the cold shoulder, turning around so you're no longer facing him. YOu allow the water to drip down your body again.

He's not amused.

He grabs your waist, pressing your back against his chest.

"Gyu-"

He pushes your body flush against the glass of the shower. Your wet tits flatten against the transparent metal and his cock presses against your folds.

"Since you wanna be difficult, 'M gonna fuck it out of you," He groans against the shell of your ear.

You whimper.

Without warning, he enters you roughly. His cock pounds into you from behind, pushing your body up against the wet glass with each thrust.

You cry out, moaning his name as he fucks you. He continues to tell you how perfect you are, words reflecting differently than the way he thrusts his cock into you mercilessly.

Your palms lay flat against the wet wall as you try to hold yourself steady. His cock stretches you open, pleasure hitting you in all the right places. His cock reaches deep into you, pounding against your g-spot with each roll of his hips.

He grunts, tightening his grip on your waist as he feels you stretch around his cock. You're still tight, warmth enveloping his cock and making it hard for him to stop. He would fuck you all day if he could.

You're always wet for him and you feel so fucking good. It's why all those guys were pissing him off so much today. He just thinks everything about you is so fucking perfect. You're his to kiss, to love, to fuck, and only his.

He knows he needs to control his possessive side more, but when you're arching your back and pushing your ass against him like this, he can't help but feel defensive. He'd never share you.

It doesn't take long before you're cumming again. You cry out his name, catering to everything he wants to hear right now. He continues to compliment you, voice breaking as he cums inside of you moments later.

He groans as he fills you up, pumping his load into you and painting your inner walls white. He kisses your shoulder before pulling out and holding you up. Your legs are shaky, but he supports you.

"Was that too much?" He asks softly.

"No, I'm okay," You look back at him.

Your eyes are soft and he can sense you're getting sleepy. He nods in acknowledgment. "I'm sorry for acting like an asshole, seriously. You don't deserve that and I wanna do better."

"It's okay Gyu, I get it. But I've never given you any reason to doubt me, right?"

"Never."

You plant a kiss on his cheek. "Doesn't matter how many guys try to get at me, the only one I want is you. I mean it."

He licks his lips. "I know."

You pull him in an hug him. Your wet bodies press against one another warmly, it's so comforting.

"Alright baby, let's get you properly cleaned up and go to bed, okay?"

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number1mingyustan · 27 days

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Omg a Seungkwan fic where he gets the sloppiest bj and the rider rides him 😮

sneakylink!seungkwan x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, kissing, explicit smut, sneaky link, car sex, oral (m.), gagging, multiple orgasms, fingering (f.), unprotected sex, cum swallowing

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(a/n: told y'all i was thinking things about that picture 😫)

im outside 3:08 a.m.

You read the text message before standing to your feet and slipping a hoodie on over your head. You grab your phone and slip into a pair of sneakers before opening your window.

You climb out carefully, intent on staying as quiet as possible. Your feet land on the heater outside your window and you maintain your balance. You hop down, allowing your feet to touch the grass before making your way to the black car parked out front.

You hear the door unlock as you approach the car and open it. You climb into the passenger seat

"You hungry?" He asks, pulling into an empty parking lot.

"Not really. Don't think anything is even open right now anyway." You shrug.

He parks the car. "McDonald's is 24 hours and it's around the corner."

"You texted me and made me sneak out at three in the morning to get McDonald's?" You raise an eyebrow.

"I texted you at 3am because I wanted to fuck, but I'm still a gentleman you know," he grins.

"I responded at 3am cuz I wanted to fuck too," you lean in, faces only inches apart from one another. "Let's stop being so formal, yeah?"

Seungkwan smirks. "Never met anyone like you Y/n."

"And you never will."

Without hesitation, you break the tension, closing the small gap separating you. He accepts you gladly, allowing his eyes to fall shut as he kisses you eagerly. He moans against your lips softly, and when you pull away, it leaves him wanting more.

He leans in again, but you curve him. You've got something different in mind.

You hold your palm on his chest and push him back against the seat. You lean over, undoing his pants and pulling his cock out from the confines of his underwear. He's already sprouting a semi from kissing you, and you can't help but grin.

You spit on your hand and stroke him to full length and hardness. You feel the way his cock grows and swells in your small hand. He lets out a satisfied breath, already forgetting how you completely curved him a few moments ago.

You lick your lips before opening your mouth and eagerly taking his length into your mouth.

"Fuck," he breathes out.

He throws his head back, resting it against the seat. His hands can't help but wander as you take him deeper down your throat. The tip of his cock hits the back of your throat and he accidentally jerks his hips up, causing you to gag around his length. He pulls at the fabric your leggings.

You lift your head, quickly sitting up to pull the material off your body entirely. You toss them somewhere in his car and drop your head, wrapping your lips back around his cock.

"Shit, yeah," he moans.

Your saliva coats the entirety of his length. It's filthy and sloppy, just the way you both love it. You start bobbing your head, moaning every time the tip of his length touches the back of your throat. It sends vibrations through his body, good enough to have him panting and squirming in the front seat.

He starts getting handsy, groping your ass and playing with the fabric of your panties. He leans back in his seat, groaning out loud. He pushes your panties to the side, running a finger through your folds.

"Fuck, oh fuck," he breathes out. He can feel how wet you are on his fingers and it's all the invitation he needs to slip one in. You moan against his cock, causing him to buck his hips up again.

He pumps his finger into you before adding another. He can feel you stretching open for him easily and he loves it. He fingers you faster, digits pressing up against that sweet spot inside of you.

It has you moaning and gagging around his cock more. You're drooling, saliva dripping along his length all the way down to his balls.

You can feel the way his thighs are tensing up as he holds himself back.

"Yeahyeahyeah–" He pants. "Fuck Y/n, you're so good at this."

The praise sends tingles through your body that make you gush around his fingers. You can tell he's getting closer to his climax. His fingers start to lose their rhythm, fucking into you more messily and sloppily.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum–can you take it?" He asks. His tone is rushed and breathy.

You hum around his cock in response. He uses his other hand to push your head down. You're gagging around his cock and struggling, but you can take it. He fucks his hips up into your throat sloppily, making you gag and slobber on his cock more.

He lets out a long groan before to feel his release fill your mouth. His load shoots down the back of your throat as he moans with his eyes screwed shut. You can feel the way the tension eases in his thighs as he releases.

You lift your head up, swallowing the entire load and sniffling. Your bloodshot eyes are stained with snot and tears

"Fuck, was I too rough?" He cups your cheek.

"No," you clear your throat and sniffle. "No, it's okay."

"Are you sure?" He asks.

"Yeah, I kinda liked it. Made me all horny now." You sniffle.

"C'mere." He pulls your face in, kissing you passionately. His hands hold you by the waist and he pulls your body over to the driver's side on top of his.

With unsteady hands, you push the seat back, creating more room for the both of you. He cups your cheek as he kisses you passionately. His kisses are soft yet addictive. You moan against his lips, pressing your chests together.

He wraps his other hand around his cock, stroking himself hard again. You can feel the way it presses against your inner thigh. You're eager for him, whining against his lips.

He doesn't break the kiss, moving one of hand around inside the armrest. He scrambles a bit and pulls away.

"Shit, I'm out of condoms. You got any?" He asks.

You shake your head. "Just pull out."

He raises an eyebrow at you skeptically. "Actually?"

"Don't make me regret it," You warn him.

A grin forms on his face. "I won't baby."

He holds your panties to the side and helps you sink down onto his length. You both breathe out at the initial contact. The stretch is nothing like his fingers and no matter how many times you find yourself in this position, you never really get used to it.

He fills you up so well, stretches you open so nicely. You make eye contact, afraid to break it in such an intimate moment. You look down at him and start moving your hips.

Both of your lips fall open, but neither of you really makes noise. Soft gasps slip from your lips, but you refuse to break eye contact. Your hips pick up in pace, your entire body lifting and falling back down onto his cock.

"Fuck," you moan out.

Your hips find a steady rhythm as you bounce on his cock. His tip brushes against your g-stop, causing you to finally break eye contact. Your eyes fall shut and your head falls back.

He pulls your body flush against his, chests pressing against one another in the cramped car. He helps guide your hips, nails digging into the flesh of your thighs as he holds you on his lap.

You can feel the car moving below you each time his cock thrusts into you. The tinted windows are fogging up as your breaths grow heavier.

You both grow louder, sinful curses and moans slipping from both your lips. Your hands grip his shoulders for support as his hands continue to hold your hips steady.

"So good–that's so good," you pant.

You can feel yourself nearing climax already. Your cunt is throbbing around him. He snakes a hand between your thighs and starts rubbing your clit. You moan out loud, voice nearly getting caught in your throat.

The tension builds in your body quickly and the pleasure is overwhelming.

"Cumming–fuck I'm cumming ah–" You warn. Your words are rushed and broken.

You moan out as your orgasm courses through your body. It feels so good, so relieving. Your body shakes in his lap. You can feel his body tense up beneath you as he holds himself back from cumming too soon. He wants to let you ride out the entirety of your orgasm before he has to pull out.

He meets your pace, fucking his hips up into you as you ride out the remainder of your orgasm. You tighten around him, pussy throbbing and dripping on his length.

He groans once he reaches his limit, scrambling to lift you off his lap and stroke himself to finish.

"Fuckfuckfuck–" he pants.

His release comes quick, he hardly has time to aim. It coats your inner thighs, luckily a smaller load than his first. He breathes out and takes a moment to regain his composure. He lick his lips slowly, looking at you in his lap.

"Sorry," he apologizes and scrambles around the car looking for a box of tissues. He finds it, grabbing a few and helping to clean you up.

You sit back in the passenger seat, breathing heavily as you try to catch your breath. You rest your head against the seat and turn to look at him. His actions mirror yours as you both recover from the mind-blowing sex you just had.

"Worked up an appetite, McDonald's might not be so bad after all," you say.

He nods in agreement before grabbing his keys to start up the car again. "Sounds good to me."

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#seventeen smut #seventeen #seventeen fanfic #seventeen drabbles #seventeen seungkwan #seungkwan smut #seungkwan fanfic #seungkwan x reader #seungkwan #kpop

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If your taking recs can you do a jealous mingyu smut idw but I've been in love with your mingyu fics there so good!

model!mingyu x model!fem!reader

warnings: cursing, kissing, explicit smut, established relationship, fingering (f)., oral (f)., rough sex, begging, recording, sex on camera, oral (m.) , unprotected sex, creampie, jealousy

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Mingyu isn't very good at hiding his emotions. He never really has been. He can try all he wants but there's always something in his tone of voice or his body language that serves as a dead giveaway of how he really feels.

Like right now.

He's got a smile on his face but there's a twitch in his eye and an aura that he seems to be emitting that says otherwise.

There's too many eyes on you tonight and he can't stand it. You recently went public with your relationship, so it's only natural that attention would be drawn your way.

The media took the news surprisingly well. Focused on theorizing how beautiful your kids would be with two parents so prominent in the modeling industry.

However, there seems to be more attention drawn on just you tonight. It's a typical high society event full of designer brands and expensive champagne. Paparazzi are savaging what they can, nothing out of the ordinary.

But you're radiating a different aura tonight and others seem to have picked up on it. More pictures and people are approaching you. Of course, you look absolutely stunning tonight, but his blood is boiling.

Too many eyes lingering on your body.

So he holds his arms around your waist a little tighter. Cuts conversations short and whisks you away from others as much as he can.

You catch onto it early, but choose not to address it. The words left unsaid even through the unnecessarily tense car ride back home.

The front door opens slowly and you step through. Your heels resound throughout the kitchen of the apartment as you step in. Mingyu takes your coat wordlessly, hanging it up in the closet.

You flick on the light above the stove, providing the dark kitchen with dim lighting only bright enough that you can make out the features of his face.

You lean over the counter, resting your chin on the palm of your hand and bat your eyelashes. "You wanna tell me what's wrong?"

"Nothing," he mumvles, corssing his arms and leaning against the wall.

You raise an eyebrow, stepping from behind the counter. You walk over to him, taking his hands in yours. "Gyu."

He breathes out. "Fine."

"I didn't like the attention you were getting tonight."

"What do you mean love," you ask, cocking your head to the side.

"I don't know.... it just felt like everyone was staring at you and talking to you. Don't get me wrong, you're the prettiest girl in the world but fuck–it made me so mad. "

"You don't have anything to worry about Gyu," You look up at him sincerely. " 'M all yours."

"I know.." he mumbles. "Can't help it. You're too pretty."

You grin. "I'm only yours."

"Fuck," he breathes out, leaning closer so your faces only have a small gap separating you. "Say it again."

Your eyes scan his face slowly, admiring his features. "I'm yours."

"Fuck," he breathes out.

He leans in, closing the small gap between you. He kisses you roughly, leaning your back against the kitchen counter. His hands almost immediately grip your ass, giving it a light squeeze as he kisses you messily.

You drop to your knees, hands scrambling to undo his belt buckle. You allow his pants to drop and bring his underwear down with it. You waste no time, taking his thick cock in your hands and pumping him quickly.

You spit, coating your hand with the lubricant and continuing to stroke the length of his cock. You feel him harden and grow in your hand.

Once satisfied, you open your mouth, pressing the weight of his cock against your tongue. You take him in deeper, allowing your cheeks to fit as much as you can in your mouth.

You bob your head, allowing the tip of his cock to hit the back of your throat. You continue using your hand, stroking what doesn't fit in your mouth as you suck him.

"Shit–yeah.." he moans.

He grabs a fistful of your hair, making a lazy excuse for a ponytail and starts moving his hips. He starts off slow, testing the waters before his hips pick up pace and he fucks your throat.

He's vocal, letting moans and groans of your name slip past his lips as he thrusts his cock into your mouth. Your eyes water, but you manage.

Regardless of how many eyes lingered and wandered tonight, Mingyu felt a sense of pride in his chest. They could stare all they wanted, but this was a sight for his eyes only.

No one else gets to see you on your knees, determined to take everything he gives you while tears ruin your makeup and turn you into a beautiful mess.

He tugs at the makeshift ponytail in his fist and pulls your lips off of him. He guides you back up onto your feet and carries you in his arms toward the bedroom.

He helps you undress, taking off the black Valentino dress you're wearing and hanging it up in your closet. He makes his way back to you, pressing his lips against yours passionately once again.

Your back meets the mattress and his hands wander along your body. He pulls at the little bit of fabric still covering your body, tossing the articles of clothing onto the floor.

He pulls away from the kiss, flipping you over onto your stomach. He presses your chest down, lifting your ass up in the air. He curses under his breath.

"Shit... gonna fuck you so good. Gotta let everyone know you're mine."

You hum in agreement, sinking your face into the pillow. "Please.."

He spreads your legs apart and dips his head down behind you. His warm tongue licks a long stripe through your folds. You shudder at the unexpected contact.

He sucks on your clit, gliding his tongue along your folds skillfully from behind. He slips two fingers into you, stretching your cunt out. He curls his fingers, pressing them deeper into you at the angle from behind.

You cry out, burying your face deeper into the pillow to muffle your incessant moans. He lands a harsh slap on your ass. He pulls his fingers out of you and removes his lips from your cunt entirely. You whine.

You lift your head and start to look back, but Mingyu grabs you by the throat and forces you to look straight. "Liar..."

You feel the tip of his cock prodding your entrance.

"Acting like you're all mine.." he scoffs. "Getting all shy and quiet on me. Gonna make you scream and let everyone know."

Before you can respond, he's thrusting his cock into you. You cry out at first contact, feeling his cock splitting you open. "Fuck!"

He grabs a fistful of your hair again, tipping your head back to hold it up and prevent you from hiding in the pillow. He fucks you roughly, hips meeting your ass with force and an unwavering pace.

Your hands grip the bedsheets to keep you grounded. His cock fills you up perfectly, stretching your cunt open and making your legs shake.

"Mingyu ah-" you cry out.

He's reaching deep inside of you, cock pressing against the sweet spot that drives you crazy with each thrust. His large hand tightens his grip on your hair, forcing you to tilt your head and arch your back more. You can hear his breathing behind you and his cock throbs. "Fuck.. look at you. All mine, only mine."

Mingyu reaches over to the nightstand and grabs his phone. He holds the camera up, recording the area where your bodies meet. You moan out and begin fucking yourself back on his cock. You look back, smirking at the way your ass ripples each time it meets the force of his hips. "Shit yeah–just like that baby."

His eyes roll back and he can feel himself nearing the edge. He snakes a hand between your thighs and starts rubbing quick circles along your clit. You moan, crying out his name like a chant.

Your orgasm hits you suddenly. "Fuck– I'm cumming. Ah-Gyu!"

Your chest rises and falls quickly as the pleasure courses through your body. He follows behind you, thrusting sloppily until he's filling your cunt with his cum. The phone camera is shaky, but he fucks you through it.

You both breathe heavily as you come down. He pulls out, making sure the camera is pointed where your bodies meet. His cum drips out of your, running along your inner thighs. He watches with a smirk and cuts the video off.

He kisses your temple and climbs off the bed to get you a wet rag. He cleans you up and dresses you in one of his t-shirts. He puts on a pair of sweats and climbs underneath the covers next to you.

He spoons you, holding your body close to his knowing that you're his girl and only his.

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number1mingyustan · 1 month

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I HAVENT POSTED IN SO LONG I PROMISE IM GONNA WRITE SOON 💔💔💔💔 i’m sorry y’all

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number1mingyustan · 2 months

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are y’all thinking what i’m thinking…. cuz 🤭🤭🤭

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number1mingyustan · 2 months

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i’m so obsessed with ur work and how u write seungkwan 😭😭 every time u write a new dom seungkwan drabble i want to run to ur inbox and beg for more ur so amazing

if possible may i please request hard dom seungkwan who finds that u went out with him in a dress without panties just to tease him and he punishes u for it? with exhibitionism and multiple creampies in public?

bf!seungkwan x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, kissing, explicit smut, established relationship, alcohol consumption, fingering (f)., teasing, dom/sub dynamics, rough sex, drunk sex, exhibitionism, extremely public sex, voyeurism, unprotected sex, creampie, multiple orgasms

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"Slow down baby," Your boyfriend says as you down another shot.

The music in the club is bumping and your boyfriend pulls you in closer by the waist. You whine, leaning into his touch as you stumble over your own feet.

You reach for the last shot sitting on the counter, but Seungkwan intercepts. He grabs the small glass and downs it without so much of a flinch before you can.

" 'M cutting you off," he breathes out. "Don't wanna be babysitting you all night."

You pout, pressing your chest against his. "You're so mean."

"You'll thank me tomorrow when you don't wake up with a headache."

Before you can even think to respond, your ears perk up at the familiar melody playing in the club. You've already forgotten what you were going to say as you start singing along to the words.

"Oh my gosh I love this song!" You shout. You pull him onto the dance floor, and he lets you.

He holds you by the hips, allowing you to dance on him. Usually, he wouldn't, but the alcohol in his system seems to be hitting him almost as hard as it is you right now.

Your hips sway to the sound of the music. Your ass grinds against his crotch and you tilt your head back so you can see him.

"I have to tell you something," You giggle and whisper in his ear.

"What is it baby?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm not wearing any panties," You giggle.

You're laughing, but your boyfriend isn't the slightest bit amused. His body stands still, no longer moving against yours to the beat of the music. His jaw is tight and his hands press deeper into your hips.

He turns you around, forcing you to face him. "What did you just say?"

A chill runs down your spine. You love it when he gets aggressive like this.

"Not wearing any panties," You bat your eyelashes, looking up at him. "Wanted to give you easy access."

He inhales slowly to keep himself calm. "Show me."

"Here?" You ask.

He doesn't respond, simply staring at you with intimidating eyes.

You breathe shakily, lifting your dress up enough for him to see and quickly pulling it back down.

He lets out a 'tsk' of disapproval. He pulls your body against his and lifts your dress up once again. You press your thighs together and your face grows hot from embarrassment.

"Kwan-"

"Shh," he cuts you off.

"But there's people around-" Your voice shakes.

"So?" He snakes his hand between your thighs and rubs small circles on your clit. "Never stopped us before. Besides... you're the one who decided not to wear any panties. Fucking slut."

Your voice comes out in a broken whimper. There's so much happening around you right now. The flashing lights, the loud music, the alcohol coursing through your bloodstream, the teasing touches of your boyfriend.

It doesn't take much for you to get wet. A few teasing touches and you're already coating his digits with the evidence of your arousal.

"Baby..." You whimper.

"If you really want me to stop, I'll stop. Just say the word Y/n."

You purse your lips together and shake your head.

"That's what I thought," He smirks.

He pushes two fingers into you, stretching you open. He pumps his digits inside of you quickly. The squelch of your cunt is loud, but not nearly loud enough to overpower the loud music in the club.

"Fuck," you moan. You push your hips into his hand, allowing him to thrust his digits deeper into you. He curls his fingers inside of you just enough to have your eyes rolling back.

The pleasure is overwhelming. You're no longer concerned about your surroundings, who's watching, who's not. He's making you feel so good, the thought doesn't even cross your mind anymore.

He scissors his fingers open, thoroughly stretching you out before pulling his fingers out. You frown, but he's quick to plunge his fingers into your mouth.

Without being told, you suck his fingers clean.

"Gonna fuck you now," He tells you.

He turns you back around and undoes his belt. He doesn't tease you any longer, wasting no time before thrusting his cock into you. You cry out, loud enough to grab the attention of someone in the crowded club.

But again, the pleasure clouds your brain and you could care less about who sees you. You arch your back, pushing back into him with each thrust of his cock.

He fills you up so well, tip of his cock brushing up against that sweet spot deep inside of you. The feeling is exhilarating.

"Fuck," You curse out.

You snake your hand between your thighs and begin rubbing tighter circles on your clit. You press down, applying pressure to the sensitive bud.

Seungkwan frowns, pulling your arm back and holding you in place.

"No touching," He hisses.

You whine, frowning at the loss of contact. To make up for it, he fucks you harder. His cock thrusts deep inside of you, hips slamming against your ass and causing it to recoil with every movement.

You can already feel your high approaching.

The whole scene has you hot. The music, the lights, the stretch of his cock. It's absolutely filthy and there's no denying that you love it.

There's no point in warning him, the music is too loud and your orgasm is approaching too fast. He can sense it though, the way you're tightening around him and the way your hips sloppily grind down on his cock.

He's not far behind you either, he can feel his cock throbbing with need. His tip is sensitive and achy and he knows it's only a matter of time before he'll be painting your walls white.

When your orgasm hits, it hits hard. He fucks you through it, pounding into you until his own high approaches. You cum together, breathing heavily as your bodies relish in the sweet release.

Once you both come down, he doesn't stop. He holds your hips steady, continuing to fuck you.

"Ah shit-" You pant. "Kwan-"

One of his hands pulls down the strap of your dress. Your throat feels dry and your face is hot. He continued to pound into you, hand massaging your breast filthily.

You cry out, feeling dizzy in the head from everything happening. It feels so good, you're glad he didn't stop. You want him to fill you up again, right here in front of everyone on the dance floor.

You lock eyes with another woman in the crowd. Her cheeks are tinted pink, but she can't seem to look away. Your vision is a little hazy, but you can make her out clearly.

You can feel your legs starting to shake as your second orgasm approaches. You don't break eye contact with your voyeur, too drunk and too consumed by pleasure.

Your eyes roll back and your breathing grows heavy. Your last orgasm finally hits, sending your body into another temporary state of bliss. He fucks you through it, pace never faltering as you cum around his cock.

You tighten around him, eventually sending him into his second orgasm of the night. He pumps another load into you, hips moving erratically at a fast pace.

Neither of you cum as hard as the first time, yet this one seems to last longer. It takes both of you a moment to properly tap back into your senses.

When you finally come down, you blink your eyes until your vision returns to normal. Your voyeur is no longer there, probably became too much for her.

A small smirk tugs at your lips. Your eyes remain half-lidded and you struggle to stand on your feet. Your legs are shaky and the heels you're wearing definitely don't help. Seungkwan quickly fixes his pants and adjusts your dress so you both look presentable again.

You turn around, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him passionately. He kisses you back, lips moving against yours in perfect harmony.

You pull away slightly, lips just mere centimeters from his. "Take me home."

He nods, pulling out his phone to order an uber before dragging you off the dance floor and stumbling back home.

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number1mingyustan · 2 months

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your seungwkan drabble was SO amazing im screaming

thank u so so so much for writing it!! i’m so in love with it i think i’ll be rereading it everyday 😭😭

thank u so much for ur hard work ily!!!

it was my pleasure 🫡 thank you for reading and i’m glad you enjoyed 🤍

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number1mingyustan · 2 months

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ur so amazing and admirable and ur such a wonderful writer!! i’m really in awe of u and ur work 🫂

thank u so much again for accepting my kwannie request ❤️ it was amazing

THANK YOU AW 🤍🤍

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number1mingyustan · 2 months

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hiii love your works 🎀 will there be a wy@ part 2? It was rlly good 😭

hi!! thank you for reading i appreciate the support. i just answered and ask like this, but it’s pretty unlikely. i can be a sucker for angst so it’ll probably just remain a one-shot. hope you understand 🤍

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number1mingyustan · 2 months

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Hi, are you thinking of continuing ruin you ? the hannie fic?

hi, it’s highly unlikely. i initially intended for it to just be a one shot and then a bunch of people started requesting a pt. 2 so i gave in lol. hope you understand

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number1mingyustan · 2 months

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can you please do something for extremely jealous extremely sub minghao?

bf!minghao x fem!reader

warnings: kissing, cursing, explicit smut, established relationship, teasing, handjob, edging, heavy eye contact, orgasm denial, premature orgasm, unprotected sex, creampie, crying, mentions of overstimulation, mentions of oral (f.)

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While your boyfriend had a rather cold exterior, on the inside he was truly a softie at heart. He loved you and he loved loving you. He wasn't big on PDA, but that's because he knew could maintain your attention whenever you were out together.

Tonight, however, was different.

You had a work event and brought him along as a plus one. It wasn't the first time he attended one of your work events, but it was his first since you recently got promoted.

Usually, you'd cling to his side during these events and tell him all the tea on your coworkers while pointing them out because you hated these events.

But since you got promoted, you've become quite popular in the office.

Instead of spending the majority of the night by his side, you were talking to your coworkers. One in particular, a guy that you work a lot closer with now that you've been promoted.

It wasn't often that Minghao got jealous, but his blood ran green with it. He hated being needy and didn't want to annoy you, but he couldn't help himself. Especially tonight.

The event was more formal, and you were dressed up. Your dress fit perfectly, and your hair and makeup were done. You looked like a goddess and he couldn't stand that everyone else in the room seemed to have your attention.

Throughout the night he was touchier than usual and almost clingy. You started to get annoyed with him, and he didn't take it well. The card ride home was uncomfortable and quiet.

"Are you just not gonna speak to me then?" You ask, removing the bracelets from your wrist and placing them on your nightstand.

Your boyfriend takes off his suit jacket and shrugs.

You scoff. "Hao."

"What?" He sighs, sitting down on the bed.

"What is up with you? You're treating me like I did something to you... you didn't even tell me how good I looked in my dress," You try to tease.

"Of course, you look incredible Y/n." He looks up at you.

You walk over to the edge of the bed where he's seated. You sit, straddling him. "Talk to me."

He inhales sharply. "Don't wanna." He tries to stand.

"Nuh uh," You shake your head, pushing him back onto the bed. His back lands with a soft thud and you hover over him.

"Why were you acting so needy today?" You ask. You begin unbuttoning his shift slowly.

"I don't know... I just wanted your attention," He mumbles.

"You always have my attention," You undo the last button.

"Not tonight," He mumbles even quieter. 'You hardly even looked at me."

Then it clicks.

He's jealous. He's jealous because you spent your time talking to your coworkers and not him tonight.

You let out a breathy laugh. "Aw baby," You coo. "You were feeling jealous?"

"N-No" He denies.

"I think you were," You grin. "You know I don't like it when you lie."

He looks down, feeling somewhat ashamed.

"It's okay, I don't mind you wanting my attention. It's kind of cute," You lean in closer to him.

His breathing begins to pick up. You still make him nervous, give him butterflies in his stomach that get him excited to be around you.

"Don't worry, I'll give you plenty of attention tonight," You smirk. "Under one condition though."

He raises a brow. "What?"

"All you have to do is keep your eyes on me. Sound good?"

"Okay," he breathes out. "I'll be good, I'll be so good for you." He leans in, kissing you needily. His plump lips move again yours fervorishly.

You kiss him back, matching the desperation he gives you. He moans against your lips, pulling your body closer to his. Before he can get too handsy, you pull away.

He leans in to kiss you again, but you pull back. "Nuh uh."

He pouts, biting down on his plump bottom lip.

"Strip."

He's quick to obey, pulling his clothes off layer by layer until he sits in front of you with nothing on. His cock is already half-hard and twitching in his lap.

You sit on the bed in front of him, smiling. You lean over, reaching into your drawer and pulling out a bottle of lube. You coat your hand in the lubricant and begin stroking his cock.

He moans at first contact. "Oh fuck."

Gradually, your hand finds a steady rhythm, pumping his length quickly. It has him squirming and struggling to keep his eyes open. But he wants to be good for you, so he fights it.

"Hah–fuck," He moans. "Feels so good."

"Yeah? Keep those pretty eyes open for me baby," You coo.

His cheeks tint at the compliment and his cock throbs. "You're so sensitive," You swipe your finger across the tip, allowing the oozing substance to coat your finger and further lubricate his cock.

You use your other hand to massage his balls, and it drives him crazy. His body shudders, and his eyes fall shut.

"You still here with me?" You ask, removing your hand entirely from his cock.

He exhales shakily. "No–don't stop. Please."

"Open your eyes and I'll keep going, I don't want to tell you again."

His eyes flutter open and he whines. "I'm sorry, didn't mean to."

You spit on his cock and continue pumping his length in your hand. You find your rhythm again, stroking him quickly. He struggles to sit still, squirming with you on his lap and breathing shakily.

His eyes roll back from the sheer amount of pleasure pumping through his body. You squeeze the head of his cock, snapping him back into his senses.

"Look at me," You demand. "I'm not letting you cum unless you keep your eyes open."

His eyes flutter open and he blinks away his tears. His breathing grows heavy as his chest rises and falls quickly. His cock is throbbing in your hand.

"Good boy," You smile.

You begin stroking your hand again, rubbing your thumb along the tip with each movement. You twist your wrist, hand moving fluidly over his length. His hips move on their own, thrusting his cock into your fist. You allow it.

He can feel himself nearing release with each passing second.

Fuck, this is so hot. You love having him at your submission, it turns you on more than him. You can feel your panties sticking to your core as he moans and whimpers in your ear.

You know he'd die if he could feel how wet you are, especially untouched. Getting him off is more than enough to get you off.

His eyes fall shut and your hands stop before he can experience his sweet release. He whines, pushing his hips up into nothing.

"You're not listening to me baby," You frown.

"I'm trying," He breathes out. "I'm sorry. Please-I'm trying."

He wants nothing more than to grab his own cock and finish himself off. He won't disrespect you though, he knows better. he told you he'd be good, and he knows the punishment he'd have in store for himself if he did. You'd probably edge him for hours or make him cum until his cock can't even get hard anymore.

He gets chills just thinking about it.

He opens his eyes, pouting as he stares at you.

You swipe your thumb across his tip teasingly. Precum coats your fingers and a smirk is written on your face. "You're not trying hard enough."

"I'll try harder! Please just let me cum, I'll keep them open for you. I'll be so good for you, I swear," He rambles.

"Will you really?"

He nods enthusiastically.

"Okay," You lift your hips, sliding your panties down and tossing them. "You've got one more chance."

You lifts your hips again, hovering over his lap. His breathing grows shakier.

You sink down onto his cock slowly. He moans out loud, relishing in the wetness and the stretch of your cunt. His eyes nearly fall shut at first contact, but he fights it.

Your warmth is intoxicating. You stretch to accommodate his cock so easily. And you're soaking, making it much easier for him to fill you up.

You breathe out once you feel him fully nestled inside of you.

You lean back a bit, grinding your hips down on his cock and bouncing. You ride him, feeling his length brush up deep inside your walls.

He grips the bedsheets, knowing better than to touch you. You'd only punish him if he did.

He cries out, moaning loudly as you fuck yourself on his cock.

"Isn't that so much better? You get to fuck me and look at me while following my rules." You pant lightly.

He nods, eyes shifting between your eyes and your tits. They're bouncing in his face, distracting him easily. You only said he had to look at you, you never said he had to maintain eye contact.

"Think I made it too easy for you," You pull his head back by his hair, tilting it so he's forced to look you in the eyes. "Can't stop staring at my tits now. Eyes up here."

He whimpers, eyes round and beady. They're full of determination and lust, exhibiting his devotion to you. He's so mesmerized by everything you do.

"I'm sorry–" He sobs. "Fuck, I'm so sorry."

"What are you apologizing for, baby?" You coo.

"Fuck–" He blinks his tears away. "I'm not gonna make you cum– fuckfuckfuck–"

You grin, continuing to grind down on his cock. "That's okay baby."

"No–I'm sorry. 'M sorry, fuck I–" He groans. You pull his head back by his hair and watch him as he cums. He manages to keep his eyes open as he releases.

You let out a soft groan of satisfaction as he fills you up. He shoots the hot spurts of cum into you whining as he thrusts his hips up into you messily.

You maintain eye contact with him through it all. He struggles and his eyes tear up as he does so, but the feeling is exhilarating. His hips stutter and his entire body convulses.

You press a kiss on his lips. "You did so good my love, so good."

He nods lazily, eyes hazy and lust-ridden. You lift your hips, allowing his softening cock to slip out of you. Usually you'd tease him more, make sure he stays hard and overstimulate him until he's in tears.

But you know how needy he was tonight, so you'll let him get his fix and get off easy. The same can't be said for next time though.

He blinks slowly. "I'm sorry I didn't make you cum."

"It's okay, you filled me up so good. You came a lot Hao." You grin. "I still feel full."

He draws small circles on your hips with a pout. "Still feel bad."

"I wanted to focus on you tonight anyway. You were the needy one, no?' You raise a brow. "I didn't even punish you."

"I know," he eyes go wide. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," You kiss him softly. "But if you really do wanna make it up to me, you can clean up your mess and make me cum on your tongue."

He wastes no time flipping over and allowing his head to disappear between your thighs as an apology.

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number1mingyustan · 2 months

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ur seungkwan drabble was….. INSANE

i loved it so so much thank u thank u thank u for accepting my request!!!

if it isn’t too greedy, could i please request another seungkwan drabble? u just write so well and u write HIM so well my head is spinning. it’s just so seungkwan oh mybgod…

if possible could i request very hard dom seungkwan? with degradation, heavy cum stuffing/cumplay and heavy exhibitionism?

ahh i hope this is okay 😭

bf!seungkwan x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, explicit smut, established relationship, teasing, public sex, unprotected sex, exhibitionism, public fumbling, they literally get walked in on, fingering (f)., cum stuffing, creampie, degradation, humiliation

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"You look gorgeous," Seungkwan smiles.

"Thank you," You grin sheepishly. "And thank you for taking me out, too, I missed date nights."

"Of course baby," he leans over and kisses your cheek. "You're even wearing the dress I got you."

You nod.

"What are you wearing with it?" He smirks, raising an eyebrow.

You clear your throat. "Pardon?"

He chuckles lightly to himself. "Your panties baby, which ones are you wearing?"

"Uh- the white ones. The lace ones with the bow on the front." You whisper.

"Come again?" he pretends not to hear you. "I didn't hear you."

You whine. "The white ones." You repeat louder."

He snickers to himself before leaning over to you. His nose brushes against your cheek and his lips touch your ear.

"Give them to me." He demands.

Your eyes go wide and your entire body freezes. "W-What?"

"Take them off and give them to me, right now." He repeats himself.

"Baby, I can't, we're in public." You plead with your eyes.

"I wanna see which ones you wore for me," He smirks. "C'mon."

You'd be lying if you said you weren't getting turned on right now. He's so demanding, staring at you with that look in his eyes. Nothing has even happened and you can feel the material of your panties starting to stick to your core.

You shift uncomfortably in your seat. "I just told you which ones."

"And I just told you I wanted to see." He deadpans. "Don't get all shy on me now."

A chill runs down your spine.

You shift again in the seat and exhale shakily. You hook your fingers into your panties and lift your hips up off the seat just enough to slide them down. You move quickly, hoping no one notices. You shimmy the thin material down your ankles and kick them off.

You bunch the white lacy material in your hand and hand it to him under the table. Satisfied, he takes them and shoves them in his pocket.

"Good girl."

He taps your thigh twice. "Open."

You exhale, obeying him and spreading your legs apart.

"Seungkwan," You whimper.

"Do you want me to stop? If it's uncomfortable I'll stop, but you need to tell me." He raises an eyebrow.

"No," you whine.

"No what?"

"No don't stop." You breathe out.

The smirk on his face only grows and his hand only travels higher. The pad of his thumb runs over your clit in small circles. You're starting to soak his fingers.

"You're so wet for me," He whispers in your ear.

You whimper quietly. Your face contorts in pleasure and you try to hold yourself back and remain quiet, but fuck, his fingers feel good.

Suddenly, your waiter comes over to your table, and your body tenses. You hold his wrist with your free hand, but you're not nearly strong enough to get him to stop. Your eyes grow wide and you shift in your seat.

Your waiter places your drinks down on the table and you give him a small smile to mask what's happening under the table.

"Alright, are you two ready to order?" The waiter asks.

He pinches your clit and you let a quiet whine slip. Luckily, it's not loud enough to take the waiter's attention, but the smirk on your boyfriend's face grows wider.

"I'm all ready to order," Your boyfriend fiends innocence. "I'll just take the chicken parm with the angel hair pasta."

The waiter takes note of your boyfriend's words and the surrounding area falls silent. Both of their eyes are on you.

"Um... I'll just h-have the same," You breathe out.

It's taking everything in you not to moan out loud. It's a struggle to even keep your eyes open in this moment. His thumb is rubbing faster and you can feel him putting more pressure.

Your leg bounces anxiously as you wait for him to walk away. The waiter gives you a small nod after taking note and finally leaves after what feels like an eternity.

"You did better than I thought." He licks his lips slowly. "Go to the bathroom."

You waste no time. You stand to your feet and speed walk into the women's restroom. You fix yourself up in the mirror and the door takes your attention. You shift your eyes to where your boyfriend stands with a smirk on his face.

"Hi," You smile timidly at him.

"Hi," he grins. He steps toward you and presses your body against the bathroom wall.

He pushes your dress up and runs his fingers through your folds. "I'll never get enough of this pussy." He mumbles.

"You did so good out there, I should reward you," He pushes a finger in.

You inhale sharply, allowing your eyes to fall shut. He begins pumping his finger into you, and then he adds another. With all the teasing under the table, you already know you're not gonna last much longer.

He curls his fingers, creating the perfect angle to make you soak his digits. Your mouth hangs agape and you pant lightly with half-lidded eyes. Your eyes are glued on the door anxiously.

It's a good thing, you think, that he teased you so much under the table. You'll cum in just a few moments and you won't have to worry about getting caught.

You can feel yourself drawing nearer to the edge with each pump of his fingers. His hands move fast and your legs grow weak and shaky. "Close–fuck," you breathe out.

His thumb circles your clit once again. He skillfully manages to fuck you with his fingers and rub your clit at the same time. You press your body against his, using him as support as your legs grow shakier.

But before you reach your sweet release, the door opens. A woman stands there with her mouth hanging open and disgust in her eyes.

Unfazed, your boyfriend presses his hand to your forehead with a faux concerned look on his face. "Oh baby, you're burning up." He looks back at the woman. "Sorry, she's not feeling well."

Luckily, his body blocks yours just enough that she can't see anything going on.

There's tears prickling your eyes out of embarrassment. However, he doesn't stop. His fingers are still pumping into you and the random woman could most definitely hear the squelch of your cunt if she was listening hard enough.

She's clearly uncomfortable and apologizes with a mumble before exiting the bathroom. You let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding. Your legs are growing shaky as he continues to finger you.

You grip his forearm for support and look up at him with glossy eyes. As terrifying and nerve-wracking as it was to have that woman in there, it was somehow still exhilarating.

The thrill of it all has you cumming on his fingers seconds later. You slap a hand over your mouth to muffle your moans when you release. Your head dips into his shoulder as you cry out against your hand and into his chest.

He fingers you through it, allowing you to properly ride out your orgasm. Your legs shake and grow weak as your release drips down his fingers.

When you come down, you lift your head and look at him. Your eyes are still glossy and your expression is pathetic. It makes his cock twitch in his pants.

"Seungkwan..." You whimper.

"That was so hot baby," he pulls his fingers out, pressing them to your lips. "Open."

You obey him, opening your mouth and sucking on his fingers. He presses his body against yours and you can feel just how hard he is.

"S-Seungkwan-" You stutter.

"Yeah, pretty?" he turns you around, lifting your dress up more.

"I don't wanna get caught," You manage to tell him.

"Hmm.." he thinks to himself. "Okay baby."

He holds your arm and pulls you into one of the bathroom stalls. "Better?"

You nod.

He grins and bends you over. You can hear the unbuckling of his jeans from behind you. The weight of his cock drags along your ass before you feel him slip in.

"Oh shit," You whisper.

He holds you steady by your hips and begins thrusting. Your ass smacks against his lower body and the noise echoes in the bathroom. Your voice, however, echoes even louder.

For someone who doesn't want to get caught, you're doing a shit job at being quiet.

He finds it amusing, encourages it even. He fucks you harder, making it more difficult for you to be quiet.

"Fucking slut," he groans. "Don't wanna get caught but-shit– you're making so much noise."

"N-not m'fault," You moan.

He thrusts into you harder, knocking the wind out of you. "Yes, it is, Nothing but a whore who clearly wants to get caught."

You can feel another orgasm building up already. He can feel it too, based on the way you're tightening around him. "Close already?"

You can only whimper and nod in response. This is so filthy, but you're so turned on right now.

He snakes his hand in between your thighs once again and toys with your sensitive bud. You cry out his name, slapping a palm over your own mouth when you catch yourself.

He rips your hand off of your mouth and thrusts into you harder. "Go ahead baby, let everyone hear how much of a dirty cockslut you are."

Your knees buckle and nearly give out when your high approaches. Your eyes roll back from the intensity of it all. He fucks you through it, pounding into you as your body spams and shakes with pleasure. It takes some time before you come down from it.

By then, he's already spilling a huge load into you. He lets out a long groan and his hips grow erratic and his thrusts grow sloppy. His cock throbs as he pumps you full of his cum. And fuck, he cums a lot.

He pulls out slowly, eyes glued on where the two of your bodies meet. He watches his cum drip down your inner thighs with dissatisfaction.

He gathers it on his fingertips before plugging his fingers into you. You whine, writhing against him. He holds you still and pumps his fingers into you, forcing you to hold his cum inside of you.

Once satisfied, he brings his fingers to your lips.

"Open." he says.

You obey once again, opening your mouth and sucking the cum off his fingers.

"You okay?" he asks.

You nod, fixing your dress. You hold your hand out, expecting him to hand over the underwear he took from you.

"What?" He fixes his pants.

"My underwear Seungkwan." You remind him.

He opens the stall door. "I think I'll keep them."

"But I–"

"Actually," He smirks. "If you can go the rest of the night without letting so much as a drop spill, I'll give them back and reward you when we get home. Sound good?"

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number1mingyustan · 2 months

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- Cuffing Season-

His Distraction

boyfriend!mingyu x fem!reader

Warnings: established relationship, size kink, unprotected sex, rough sex, semi-public sex (they almost get caught), creampie, cum stuffing, teasing

Summary: You are his weakness, always and forever

Word Count: 2.4k

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Your heels click with each step on the tile floors and resound through the office. You navigate the large space easily as you make your way through the familiar surroundings. You already know your destination and exactly how to get there, to Mingyu’s office.

Familiar faces greet you as you walk around, small waves and acknowledging smiles. You greet them all back before you find yourself standing in front of his secretary’s desk.

“Hi Paige,” You smile. “Is he in?”

Paige smiles back at you. “Hi Y/n, yes he is. I’ll let him know you’re here.”

“Oh there’s no need, I’ll just make my way in.” You grin.

“Okay! Have a nice afternoon Y/n.” She replies.

“You too Paige!” You wave as you walk up to Mingyu’s office.

You knock on the wooden door eagerly. You hear a muffled ‘Come in, it’s open!’ in response. You open the door, seeing your handsome boyfriend sitting at his desk.

He looks up at you and his eyes light up immediately. “Hey baby.”

He stands up as you make your way over to him. You kick the door closed with your foot and he pulls you into a hug.

His embrace is warm and comforting, as always. He holds you close to him and presses a quick kiss on your lips.

“What are you doing here?” He questions.

Disappointment floods your veins. You pull away from the hug slightly and look up at him with a slight frown. “We have plans… for lunch. The new Italian place on Fourth.”

“Ah shit,” he mentally face palms himself. “I’m sorry baby…. I completely forgot. I have a huge meeting in 30 minutes that I really can’t miss.”

“But Gyu…” you pout.

“I know baby, I’m sorry.” He leans his back against his desk and pulls you in closer. He draws small circles on your lower back. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

“They handmake their breadsticks babe. I was really looking forward to it.” You frown.

“We can always order in from Olive Garden.” He shrugs.

“Olive Garden isn’t real Italian food Gyu. And their breadsticks are just frozen and reheated.” You roll your eyes.

He pulls you in closer, wedging your body between his thighs. “And their breadsticks are still good, love. I spoil you too much.”

You pout and lean your head into his chest. “You know it’s not about the breadsticks Gyu.”

He strokes the top of your hair softly. “Yeah I know… I’m really sorry. I’ll cancel my whole day on Thursday and take you out. Thursday is a light day for me, so I can afford to miss it.”

You look up at him, resting your chin on his chest. “You’d really do that for me?”

He nods and pushes your hair out your face while looking down at you. He smiles sweetly. “Of course.”

He presses a kiss on your lips and moves his hands to your waist. "Thanks, Gyu." You smile.

"Anything for my girl," He beams.

You find yourself smiling like a schoolgirl. It's so difficult for you to contain your happiness around him.

"Can I stay until your meeting at least?" You ask.

He nods. "Of course, I have to do some more prep for it, though. I can't talk to you much."

" 'S okay, I just wanna be near you." You tell him honestly.

He pulls you in closer to him with gentle hands and places a soft kiss on your lips. "You're the best, you know that?"

You grin and shrug. "You've told me once or twice."

Your faces remain close and your eyes remain locked. There's a twinkle in his eyes as he stares at you. He can feel his heart beating outside his chest.

It's beating rapidly, and he fears you might be able to hear it. Even after all these years together you still have that schoolboy effect on him.

You brush his hair back with your small hand gently and lean in. You close the gap between your faces and kiss him lightly. It starts off slow, lips moving against one another gently and sweetly.

But Mingyu can't help himself.

He pulls you onto his lap slowly. He feels the weight of his office chair push lower to the ground.

The kiss grows heated as you make yourself comfortable on his lap. Your hand cups his cheek and his tongue slips into your mouth. You can feel the desire burning in your chest.

Your hands begin to wander, trailing from his chest down to his V-line. It's not until you grab at his belt that he comes back into his senses.

"No," He pulls away.

You have a lustful look clouding your eyes as you lick your lips slowly, reminiscing in the taste of him on your tongue.

"I haven't even done anything!" You giggle.

"And we're keeping it that way. My meeting is in like 20 minutes." He lifts you off of his lap.

"You know we could be done in 5," you smirk. "But fine, your loss." You shrug.

He shoots you a glare, adjusting his pants yo hide the semi he’s sprouting

You sit down on the couch he has in front of his desk. with a smirk painted on your face.

"It's so hot in here," You say. You allow your coat to fall off your shoulders, fully exposing the dress you have on underneath.

It's one of his favorites. He bought it for you on Valentine's day last year and it's been a while since you've last worn it. You can hear him inhale sharply in an attempt to keep his composure.

He looks down at the papers on his desk to avoid looking at you. That simply won't do.

You reach into your purse and pull out your handheld mirror and your lip gloss. You stare at yourself, applying the gloss to your lips. The second Mingyu heard you rustling in your purse, his attention was on you again.

His pants felt a little tighter and his heart was beating faster. He couldn't tear his eyes off of you. What you were doing was so simple, yet so effective.

Once satisfied, you rubbed your lips together and closed the little mirror. You shift your eyes toward him and smile sweetly.

"Don't do that."

"Don't do what?" you feign innocence.

"Don't distract me."

"I'm not trying to distract you," You lie. "You're the one that got all handsy and messed up my lipgloss. You're the only one to blame here."

He exhales shakily and submerges himself back in his work.

A soft thump on the carpet takes his attention away again. Your lipgloss lay right next to his desk despite you being seated on the other side of the room.

"Can you get that for me, love?" You smile innocently, batting your eyelashes at him. "I dropped it."

"No," he grumbles. "I'm working and you're very capable of picking it up yourself."

"Fine."

You stand up, walking over to where your lipgloss landed and bend over slowly. It gives Mingyu the perfect view of your ass, and you know he's looking.

While he may look it, Mingyu is not the strongest soldier.

"Fuck it."

He tosses his suit jacket to the side and clears off his desk.

You squeal excitedly when he grabs you and bends you over his desk. He hikes your dress up with ease and stares down at you with hungry eyes. He pulls your panties down to your ankles and begins rubbing quick circles on your clit.

You let out a soft moan from the relieving pleasure.

With his free hand, he tosses his tie and begins undoing the buttons of his shirt. He tosses it onto his chair and unbuckled his pants. He allows his pants and underwear to fall to his ankles, all while your arousal coats his fingertips.

"Can't really prep you baby, you gonna be okay?" He asks.

You look back at him with a grin and nod. "You know I can take it."

It's all he needs to hear before he's lining himself up with your entrance and slipping his cock into you. You both moan in unison at the feel of his stretching you open.

He can feel the way you open up for him. It's something worth relishing in. The tightness, the warmth, the wetness. It's everything he needs right now.

Eyes closed, Mingyu is overwhelmed and completely enthralled by you. He tips his head back as his length reaches deep inside of you. His brain can't even fathom how well you're taking him right now with no prep.

"Oh fuck," he whispers.

"That good huh?" You grin. There's a tease in your voice that ignites a fire in him. You revel in his weakness. Something about having the larger man so weak for you has you soaking his cock and sucking him deeper into you.

His big hand finds its way to your neck, pressing your head down against the desk. It forces your upper body down and your lower body up, giving him a better angle to fuck you in.

"Yeah baby," he nods even though you can't see him. "That fucking good."

He bites down on his bottom lip and draws his hips back. He begins thrusting into you, causing your ass to recoil with his every movement.

His balls slap against your butt with each thrust. The filthy sound of skin meeting skin echoes in the room. He slips into you so easily, drowning in the way your arousal coats his length.

Your breathing grows heavy as you try to hold yourself back from moaning too loud. He fills you up so well, tip hitting that sweet spot deep inside of you with every movement of his hips.

"Ah- Right there Gyu–fuck," You whimper.

"Can't be too loud baby," He groans. "Didn't lock that door."

Your eyes shift up to the door in front of you. You whine, and allow your head to fall in your arms on the desk. "Your cock feels so good."

His large frame continuously pushes against your backside. He loves fucking you at this angle. You're so much smaller than him, and he can clearly see the way his cock disappears into you with each thrust.

The sudden knock on the door causes both of your hearts to drop.

"Stay quiet," He demands. "You've already caused enough trouble."

He's quick to slap his large palm over your mouth and muffle your moans. His other hand grips your waist, holding you steady below him.

"Mr.Kim." Paige says from the other side of the door.

"Y-Yeah?" he responds.

"Just a 10 minute head's up on your meeting! I know I sent it to your calendar but Y/n came by and I wanted to make sure you didn't forget."

Even now, he can't find it in himself to stop. He's still fucking his cock into you with his assistant speaking to him on the other side of the door. Your eyes are rolling into the back of your head. His thrusts have slowed down but increased in force.

You let a moan slip that causes his hand the press down on your mouth harder. Out of anger, he thrusts into you even harder, knocking your body into the desk beneath you.

"Is everything okay Mr.Kim?" she asks.

"Yeah. Reviewing the n-notes for the meeting right now."

"Okay, well the board room is all set up and I'm about to fax the last document to you as well."

"Fuck," he groans softly.

He cannot cum right now. Not with his assistant standing right outside the door. But you're moments away from an orgasm and the way you're gripping him is making it increasingly difficult to hold back.

"T-Thanks Paige." He manages to get out.

"You're welcome Mr.Kim," she responds from the other side of the door.

Mingyu can't even hear a footstep before your legs start shaking and he has to press the palm of his hand harder down on your mouth. You grip the desk tightly and your eyes roll further back into your head.

Your cunt is throbbing around him and he can feel himself losing it. Your pussy hugs him, squeezing just enough that small spurts of cum shoot right from his tip.

"Shit.." he groans.

His hips lose rhythm and his thrusts grow sloppy. He pumps his full load into you as his grip on your hip tightens. You let out a soft moan of satisfaction when you feel him fill you up.

His cock throbs as he releases into you. He leans his chest over, meeting your back. He presses a kiss onto your shoulder before standing to his full stature and pulling out of you.

You whine at the loss of contact, but he quickly plugs you back up with his fingers. He pushes his cum into you, refusing to let any of it drip out before he pulls your panties back up for you.

You stand back up with shaky legs and turn around to face him. You look up at him with a fucked out expression that makes his cock twitch.

He nudges your face back playfully while grinning. "Fuck, you've ruined me."

You fix your dress. "It's not my fault you get distracted easily.

He begins redressing himself and you hand him his suit jacket. "It is when you're the one distracting me."

You grab his tie, raising yourself up onto your tippy toes and redoing it for the taller man. You sit down on the desk and pull his tie so he's at eye level with you.

"Don't worry, you're gonna kill it in this meeting." You grin.

He doesn't break eye contact with you.

"I was only distracting you cuz I know you're prepared. You'll be fine baby." You lean in. "Hear me?"

He nods. "Thank you."

You press your final kiss on his lips and stand back on your feet. You adjust your dress one last time and put your coat back on. "I'm heading back home, you'll be fine babe." You assure him.

"Yeah," he agrees with you.

He grins, opening the door for you to exit. He can't help himself, smacking your butt as you make your way out. You look back at him with a shocked expression on your face.

"Mingyu!" You whisper-yell.

He shoots you a cheesy smirk. "I'll see you at home."

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number1mingyustan · 2 months

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Dom seungkwan ftw!!! I feel like not a lot of people are writing enough for seungkwan, so thank you so much! If I may request, how do you think a jealous seungkwan would exhibit his possessive side when a stranger flirts with his s/o?

bf!seungkwan x fem!reader

warnings: kissing, cursing, established relationship, jealousy, possessiveness, explicit smut, teasing, crying, unprotected sex, cum eating, rough sex, marking

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Is he invisible or something? Seungkwan feels like he’s not even there right now. From your obliviousness to the stranger flirting with you to the fucking stranger flirting with you in front of him.

He’s not going to let it show, not in public. He’s never been one to cause a scene, even if his blood is boiling. He holding himself back, clenching his fists tightly to stop himself from doing something irrational.

It’s just baffling to him, how this fucker has no regard for him whatsoever.

He took you out to see a football game. You were big fans of the same team and your boyfriend so generously decided to take you out. However, the man sitting next to you in the stands was ruining everything.

Out of all the seats in the stadium, that fucker sat right next to you.

After a bad call on the ref, the guy sitting next to you made a joke that even Seungkwan could admit was funny.

But one joke turned into you and him talking for most of the game like he wasn't even there. It made Seungkwan's blood boil, especially the way he kept looking at you.

He would never lose his composure in public though. However, he did wrap his arm around your waist a bit tighter than usual. He may have glared at the guy a bit and try to engage you in more conversation to combat the guy.

But right now? He's extremely close to losing it.

“Ugh! The game was so good, I’m so happy we won,” You kick your feet in the front seat of the car.

“Was it?” He asks quietly, trying (failing) to mask his annoyance.

“Weren’t you watching at all?” You joke.

“Were you?” he asks, tone harsh,

Your face falls and you frown. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

He parks the car and turns the key, shutting it off. He steps out of the car and closes to door with force. “You weren’t really paying attention much is all I’m saying. Seemed occupied with your boyfriend.”

Seungkwan begins walking ahead of you toward your home. You scoff and follow behind him.

“What are you even talking about?”

Seungkwan ignores you, continuing to walk ahead of you without turning back. He walks through the front door and you trail behind.

You stomp through the front door, looking around for him angrily. You slam the door behind you. “Seungkwan!”

No answer.

You barge into your bedroom. “Seungkwan-“

You’re cut off when he pins you against the wall suddenly. You gasp as your back meets the solid wall. His face is only a few centimeters in front of yours. He’s breathing heavily, breath fanning into your face as his eyes shoot daggers into you.

“Fuck Y/n, do you have any idea how badly you’ve pissed me off?” He breathes out.

“I don’t understand what I did-“

“No baby,” He presses his body against yours. “I haven’t fucked you dumb yet, so don’t act like it."

Your breath catches in your throat. You hardly see this side of your boyfriend. He’s not one that usually angers easily.

He presses his thigh between your legs. “I swear you were doing it on purpose.”

He presses his thigh harder against you. A moan slips from between your lips. “Hardly even looked at me. You sat there giggling like a fucking school girl while that asshole flirted with you.”

He grabs your arms, pinning them against the wall and moving his leg against you. Another moan slips and you close your eyes. “I didn’t-“

“Look at me,” he demands. He moves his thigh off of you and the loss of contact makes your clit throb.

You open your eyes and whimper softly.

He slips his hand into your pants, rubbing the pad of his thumb lightly over your underwear.

"Ah-" You moan.

You keep your eyes on him, fearful of what might happen if you break eye contact. He's hardly touched you and you're already soaking through your underwear. His touches are light and teasing.

"Already so wet," He mumbles.

He keeps his fingers pressed against your clit, applying just enough pressure that has you throbbing for more. It's tempting to move your hips and rub yourself against him. But he's already so pissed at you. You know better than to be greedy right now.

He leaves a trail of kisses along your jaw, traveling down to your neck. He sucks along the skin, ensuring to leave dark purple marks littered along your skin. His lips travel from your jaw to your neck to the valley of your breasts. He's making it known that you're his.

Once satisfied, he lifts his head and his eyes meet yours. They're hazy and lust filled. His lips inch closer to yours, ever so lightly brushing against one another. You lean in to kiss him, but he pulls away faster.

He pulls his hand off of you and turns you around, pinning you against the wall. You can feel his hard cock pressed against your butt and he holds you by your arms.

Before you know it, he's pulling your pants and underwear off. You can hear the unbuckling of his jeans and he enters you without warning.

"Fuck!" You cry out.

He fucks into you roughly, pressing your body against the wall with each thrust. With one of his hands, he holds both your arms behind your back. His other hand grips your side.

His chest is pressed firmly against your back and his thrusts are relentless. He slips in easily as you soak is cock. Your knees begin to feel weak as your body is overwhelmed with pleasure.

“I- ‘m gonna cum,” You pant.

He presses the side of your face against the wall. “No.”

You whimper. His thrusts haven’t slowed down and you can already feel yourself getting closer. His cock is hitting deep inside of you.

“Please,” you beg.

You can feel the pleasure building inside of you. He’s only drawing you closer to the edge and he’s clearly got no intention of stopping.

He smirks, leaning his face into the crook of your neck from behind. His lips hover next to your ear. “Say you’re sorry.”

You can’t help but clench around him to try and delay your orgasm. Your panting grows heavier and you struggle to respond. “m s…”

He slides his hand from your hip to in between your thighs. He starts rubbing quick circles on your clit. You cry out, trying to get out of his grip.

Your efforts are worthless. He’s got your arms immobilized and his hold on you is too strong. Your legs grow shaky. He’s fucking you too well, you can hardly speak but you’re also moment away from cumming.

“What was that baby?” He draws his hips back, thrusting into you particularly hard. It causes your breath to catch in your throat.

Your knees buckle, but he forces your body to stay up.

“I’m sorry!” You cry out.

You hardly get your apology out before your orgasm overwhelms you. Your legs nearly give out, but he continues to hold you up and fuck you through it.

There’s tears streaming down your face as you moan through your orgasm. He groans when you tighten around him during your high.

“Fuck,” He licks his lips.

He pulls out and pushes your body down so you drop to your knees facing him. He grabs you by your hair and tilts your head back.

Even with tears streaming down your face, he still thinks you look so sexy. He smirks, admiring you as he strokes himself.

He lets out a long groan before spilling his load into your mouth. You keep your mouth open, taking his length down your throat,

You gag around him and swallow when he pulls his cock from between your lips.

“Try talking to him with your mouth full baby,” he grins.

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