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thranduel · 9 months

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some thoughts about astarion because i'm tired of the internet reducing him to one thing

when bg3 came out in early access, astarion was always seen as the extremely flirty, confident guy who enjoyed sex (or so we thought) and spoke about it like it was his favourite thing. he was also kinda marketed as the “sexy vampire”, so you can understand why many people saw him that way based on the little amount of content we had. even while playing act 1 and act 2, many players still might think of him like that because he does have a very charismatic personality and he asks to sleep with you very early on, so it just automatically makes you think he’s genuinely happy doing that and being totally serious.

BUT!!!!!!! we end up finding out later on that’s NOT the case and it was all part of a plan to seduce us in order for him to gain protection. he opens up about his past and his trauma and how he was forced to use his body to lure people back to cazador. he struggles with intimacy and relationships in general because of this. that’s why i really hope that people stop reducing him to “hot sexy vampire that loves flirting and having sex with everyone” when that is not who he is, he’s literally traumatised because of sex due to being forced into it and he’s slowly trying to heal. he’s also so much more than just “the hot vampire”, ya know? if you actually put in the effort to get to know him, you will see who he truly is underneath and he has many loveable traits to appreciate.

you may not see the “soft” side of him very often because he hides it, but it’s there!! one thing i noticed that really stood out to me was that when i gave food to an orphan in act 3 and he approved. back when you first met him, he probably would’ve done the opposite or had no reaction at all. i also saw a clip of someone trying to romance karlach and astarion and he literally told tav to choose karlach over him because he can see that karlach loves her. he said normally an arrangement would work for him but after everything karlach has been through, he doesn’t want to get in the way or see her hurt. letting tav go is also hard for him as well but he still thought about someone else. he could’ve whined or been possessive or jealous but he didn’t do that at all. where are all those people who reduce astarion to “the guy that flirts and sleeps with everyone” now? seriously. that’s not what he does, and when he was forced into it by cazador, he was trying to survive, he didn’t do it for his own pleasure. it’s not a “hot” personality trait of his, it’s literally trauma. and because he did it so much, he got used to it, and that resulted in him disassociating and feeling empty.

apparently if you ask him to join you and sleep with the drows at the brothel (something i will never make him do in my playthroughs), he only says yes because he struggles to say no. but he disassociates. and if you’re in a high approval relationship with him and he loves you, he will feel safe enough to express his feelings and say he’s not comfortable. this happens before you fight cazador. i’m not sure if he gives the same response after, but either way, if he joins in, he will always disassociate and it’s not something he wants to do despite what he may say.

that being said, it’s obviously still okay to appreciate his beauty and attractiveness, because he is very beautiful. he appreciates it and even likes being called beautiful. calling him “hot” and “sexy” isn’t a bad thing either, we know he can be and i'm sure he knows it too! it’s just annoying when people act like that’s ALL he is and they don’t even mention anything else about his character. the love scenes are beautifully done too (i personally prefer the second one after you’ve stopped him from doing the ritual, because that’s the one where he decided he truly wanted it and felt safe and comfortable because he genuinely loves you), and i actually would’ve been fine if they didn’t have any scenes like that at all because it’s totally understandable and valid if he didn’t feel comfortable, but i just hope that people don’t take things too far and over-sexualise him just because of how he appeared to be in the first half of the game and the way he’s often marketed on social media. and yes i know he’s fictional and nothing on the internet is going to hurt his feelings!!!! it’s more about the fact that he canonically has sexual trauma and many people still say really disturbing stuff even AFTER they find out about that, and it just makes me uncomfortable to think that people are okay with treating someone like a sexual object especially when they've said they're traumatised and it makes them uncomfortable. idk if this makes sense 😭

but yeah he doesn't want to flirt and sleep with everyone as i've seen people claim. and if in an alternate universe he did, and he did it on his OWN terms, and the other people he had relationships with enjoyed it too, then good for them! absolutely nothing wrong with that if there's consent, respect and honesty. however, that's not the case with what happened with astarion, because 1. he was forced into using his body WHEN HE DID NOT WANT TO and 2. he misled people and lured them to a miserable fate. it's so horrible and devastating for everyone involved. sex was never something fun for him, and it certainly isn't a "personality trait" of his. it was a survival tactic. he was forced to. he didn’t want to.

obviously when he becomes more comfortable, then it's totally understandable to get excited when he flirts and shows physical affection. he can be so charming, funny, sweet and romantic and i love that. it’s so beautiful to see him heal, genuinely find comfort in someone for the first time and experience intimacy that he feels ready and comfortable for. he deserves to love and be loved on his own terms instead of being forced. but again, he is so much more than the guy we were introduced to at the beginning. the internet just sees one thing and sticks with it but i really hope people start to actually appreciate him for who he is and the complexity of his character.

aaaaand i just had to leave this here <3

#astarion #baldur’s gate 3 #bg3 #sorry for rambling i’ve just been very emotional about him recently 😭#also i hope people remember that even if he NEVER EVER wanted to have sex again he is 100% valid #he does not have to change or force himself to feel a certain way #especially after everything he’s been through #and if you think he does then you’re gross. he doesn’t owe anyone ANYTHING #anyways #when he kept apologising for not sleeping with tav i wanted to cry #there is literally a scene where if you tell him halsin is interested in you he says it’s ok to go to him #but then he gets concerned and asks if it’s because he hasn’t slept with you for a while #and i wanted to cry #he should NEVER have to feel guilty for that #honestly the only reason why i think he might eventually feel comfortable with sex again is because ->#in act 3 after his genuine love confession after you help him defeat cazador he initiates it himself #and it feels like it’s something he truly wants after developing a strong emotional bond with someone for the first time #and i think that’s really beautiful that he chose to do it on his own terms when he felt ready #but also #for a while i wasn’t sure if he was repulsed and uncomfortable by sex in general and hated it entirely #or if he only feels comfortable after he develops a strong emotional bond #the only reason i think the second one now is because of what happened in act 3 #but regardless whatever it is i just want him to feel safe and comfortable and happy #my posts

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euphor1a · 1 year

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* a short and sweet prologue for the series “boyfriend chronicles” — can be read as a stand-alone.

ꨄ pairing: mingyu x f!oc

ꨄ genres: non idol!au, established relationship, fluff, smut, slice of life.

ꨄ summary: you weren’t exactly planning on getting freaky so early in a relationship, especially after everything you went through. well... let’s just say that plans don’t always work out (when your new boyfriend is way too good at getting you all hot and bothered).

ꨄ rating & word count: 18+ ; ~5.2K

ꨄ warnings/tags: profanity, explicit sexual content; dom/sub undertones, oc is kinda inexperienced (not a virgin), breast play, biting/marking, size kink, oc is shy (at first), praising, pet names, cunnilingus, dacryphilia(?), fingering, mingyu is... a menace, protected, penetrative sex, big d*ck!gyu, multiple orgasms (f!receiving) — this is a work of fiction and it doesn't represent mingyu in any way.

ꨄ a/n: *ahem* <3 hi!! so i kinda sorta made a prologue which adds nearly nothing to the story (plot wise). unless you’re squinting really hard to pick up on some random clues i left here and there. anyway, that’s really not the point. i’m just plain delulu about this man. you’re welcome for the potential brainrot this may cause <3 enjoy 😙!

To say that you weren’t expecting yourself in this situation is the understatement of the year, at least for you. Really, you never ever thought of going this far so soon. But the way his lips sought yours again and again, effortlessly reduced you to the needy mess you are now. Any coherent thoughts of waiting until you are one-hundred percent sure about everything has left you; his smooth tongue on the nape of your neck sending jolts of pleasure through your body.

“Mi–mingyu, please,” your whisper is very shaky, almost covered up by your constant panting. He doesn’t answer, but you can feel your boyfriend’s lips curling up against your flushed skin. Your hands have balled into fists, holding onto the soft material of his hoodie for dear life. Mingyu pulls back a little, immediately noticing how wrecked you exactly look. Shaky thighs and teary eyes that are pleading — he couldn’t help but pull you in for a kiss.

“God, please!” Your voice is small, but you take a hold of his right hand that is resting on your hips and place it on your left breast instead. You have no idea where this sudden straight forwardness is coming from, and you can tell that he’s on the same boat. But you genuinely couldn’t care less. You want– no, need him to touch you more.

Mingyu hesitates for a split second, before squeezing the soft flesh once, twice, a pleased squeal leaving you. “Fuck,” He mumbles under his breath, feeling the prominent press of your hardened bud against his palm. The next moment, his thumb gently drags over your clothed nipple. You shudder, feeling the urge to rub your thighs together. Too bad that you can’t act on your thoughts, as you’re settled on his lap with your legs wrapped around his waist. Mingyu brings up his other hand to grab your right breast, eagerly kneading them together.

You let your head fall into the crook of his neck. It feels so good, and you can feel the slick leaking out of your core and dampening your underwear. “Do you like it, hm? Like how I play with your cute tits?” He whispers straight into your ear, gently urging you to look at him using his shoulder.

“Mmm…” you trail off shyly, eyes avoiding his honey-browns as you try to stop yourself from making embarrassing noises. Mingyu, however, isn’t exactly pleased with your answer, or the way you’re attempting to suppress the sweet sounds of your pleasure. He tweaks your nipples between his thumb and index finger, coaxing out a whimper from you — the prettiest one he has ever heard, he swears.

A puppy-like, innocent smile blooms on his face, contradictory to the crude actions he’s doing to you. “C’mon angel, answer properly for me.” He cradles your face in one of his palms, freeing your lower lip from the cage of your teeth. “And stop doing that! You make such beautiful sounds, why hide them from me?” Mingyu leans in to place his lips on yours, his hands ever so subtly creeping under your shirt.

You shudder under his touch, whining, “'m sorry.” His fingers spread across the area of your belly, subtly brushing over the lining of your bra. A hum reverberates in his throat.

“If you want me to stop at any given moment, just tell me, okay?” His thumb gently strokes the underside of your breast, earnest gaze falling upon yours. You swear that your heart skips a beat. When was the last time someone looked at you like this? Like you actually matter so much?

“I will!” You nuzzle his nose, rubbing against him, hoping that he takes the hint. If you weren’t so embarrassed to utter it out, you would’ve told him that you’re ready, sopping wet and dripping for his attention. A groan escapes Mingyu, his bulge pressing onto your core with your movements. Gosh, he feels so big.

His hasty hands divest you out of the offending material of your tunic, leaving you in your underwear only as he had gotten rid of your leggings beforehand. As the cold air hits your warm skin, goosebumps spread across it. You feel your insecurities and shyness creeping up on you, but the way Mingyu drinks in every inch of your newly exposed skin makes you clench instinctively.

The searching eyes of his drop to your panties and his expression changes a little. You sneak a peek at it too, immediately dying a bit inside when you see three of the “we bare bears” printed all over it, with various… questionable expressions. Heat rises to your face, and you end up covering your eyes with your hands. You really would’ve worn something less silly if you knew this would be happening. Mingyu reaches for your hands with a chuckle. “And I thought you couldn’t possibly get cuter…”

Although, you refuse to make eye contact with him once he uncovers them. His hot breath fans over your face, voice dropping an octave. “Look at me baby, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” He lets his left hand drift towards the band of your panties, stroking it briefly. Your winded arms around his neck tighten, a gasp escaping you.

“Do you know how hard is it to hold back my urges on a leash when you’re being so adorable? I…” Mingyu trails off with a shake of his head. His words give you all sorts of butterflies throughout your body, and you feel yourself needily pressing into him more.

“You… don’t have to hold back?” you whisper, tilting your head sideways to assess his reaction. He closes his eyes for a second, inhaling a shaky breath. Oh, the way Mingyu wishes he could have his way with you right now. But he doesn’t want this to go that way, because you are his first priority.

“You really don’t understand the weight of the things you utter, do you, sweetheart?” The way he slowly opens his eyes with a sly smirk makes you twitch. God, you might just go insane if he doesn’t touch you right now.

“Told you… don’t stop,” you mumble, heaving a little. Mingyu wonders if he should tease you further, but his own urgency stops him from doing so. He pulls you in for a messy kiss, hands wrapping around your back. While his tongue greedily devours yours, he fumbles to take off your bra. You almost consider helping him out through the haze of your mind, but he somehow manages to unhook it right at that moment.

He doesn’t break the kiss yet, slipping off the material of your shoulders. You gasp, shocked, as Mingyu swiftly changes your position; your back hits the softness of your bed while he hovers over you. In the state of confusion, you loosen your legs from around his waist, but he stops you from doing so with his hand.

“You’re so–” he pauses for a bit, “... so fucking unreal.” His mouth finds its purchase on the crook of your neck, abusing the delicate skin to ground himself. A cry escapes you, his much, much larger body pushing you further down into the mattress. Your fingers thread through his hair, goosebumps spreading across your body when Mingyu trails down open-mouthed kisses from your collarbones to nipple.

“Gyu–” you moan, the warmth of his mouth enclosing around the sensitive nub. Bolts of pleasure shake you to the core as he grazes his teeth over it before suckling on it soundly, his left hand expertly tweaking the other one. Your mind is a mess, lost in the sensation of his tongue brushing over your nipple repetitively. Once he’s satisfied with his work, he moves over to the neglected bud, ravishing it with attention. You’re nothing but a twitching, mewling mess under him.

With a loud, wet pop, Mingyu finally pulls away a bit to admire what he has done. Even though your mind is in a haze, the bodily urge to feel his skin makes you pull onto his hoodie’s sleeves with a whine. He stops short, eyes following your hand with a fond laugh. “You want that off, huh?” your boyfriend of five months mutters dulcetly. You nod with a pout, fingers still lightly gripping on the material.

“I guess it is kinda unfair that I’m still fully clothed.” Mingyu tilts his head, getting rid of the cloth with one hand. The technique impresses you so much that you’re a few seconds late to notice the treasures he has been hiding inside – the ones you’ve been daydreaming about for a while now. You wrap up your legs tighter around his waist, hand coming up to cover a portion of your face. From his huge arms that can probably choke you to death to his chest that is probably larger than yours, and the chiseled abs adorning his abdomen – the reality is much more impressive than what your fruitful mind had come up with.

Although, it is a tad bit overwhelming. Your lust-fueled brain creates all sorts of lewd ideas; you had no clue that you can think about such things too, up until this moment. It makes you impossibly embarrassed, and you find yourself shrinking under his gaze. “Speechless, hm? Likewise.” Mingyu leans down to get your arm out of your face, a smug grin on his face that almost infuriates you. “You like it, don’t you? That you’re so tiny in my arms?”

Hearing those words out loud makes your heart flip. You try to thrash around a bit but realize that he has caged you entirely with his body. He quirks an eyebrow at that. “Hey… are you uncomfortable? I told you; you can tell me to stop anytime, didn’t I?” He lets go of your arms, looking at you questioningly.

“No!! I’m okay, I swear! It’s just, um– I didn’t expect you to figure out what I was thinking.” You reach for him and gently pull him back closer. Mingyu smiles, relieved to hear that.

“You’ll have to get used to it though, kind of. It’s really easy to tell what you’re thinking by your body language.” He clicks his tongue, peppering your face with kisses. A sigh of contentment escapes you, your hands moving to explore his bare skin. You brush over his nipples, your fingers rippling over the curves of his abs, heading downward. As you get dangerously close to where his pants have slid down exposing his underwear, the giant on top of you shudders, hissing under his breath. “Fuck. Don’t do that. I might go insane.”

“Why? Let me return the favor… I wanna touch you too…” you whine, a bit surprised. After all, you aren’t a complete stranger to sex. All the times you’ve been intimate with a guy previously, they’ve always wanted to receive stimulation right back after doing what Mingyu just did, or worse, they’d want it even before touching you. Why doesn’t he want it, then?

“'Return the favor'? What the fuck do you mean?! What type of assholes have you been dating before?” He almost sounds agitated. You open your mouth to answer, but nothing really comes to your mind. What can you tell him, really? You’d rather not ruin the mood with your… dark dating history.

“Well, teach me everything, then! I’ll be an obedient student for you.” You hope that your suggestive tone is enough to change the topic. Spoiler alert: it is.

“That’s… a dangerous proposition to put out in front of me. Teach you, huh?” Mingyu finds your lips with a smile. His right-hand slides under your back to support his body, his left hand cupping your cheek to take control of the kiss. You moan in his mouth when he starts rubbing his bulge against you.

“I will teach you. Everything and beyond. You will never. Never be able to get enough of me.” He murmurs between kisses, pulling away with a grin. Those words have you devastated, your heart leaping in your chest. Mingyu reaches for your breasts again, but not so gentle anymore.

His big hands engulf the perky peaks, squishing them. You cry out, eyes closing when he mouths one of the nipples. His teeth tugs on it and then his tongue follows after to soothe it down. It’s a different sort of pleasure – one that makes you clench around nothing.

Mingyu trails wet kisses down your stomach until he reaches the band of your panties. He chuckles a bit again, noticing all the goofy prints of the bears on the material closely. You whine, “Don’t laugh, I know it’s embarrassing!” His index finger finds your clit with precision, a shocked gasp escaping you.

And you thought guys don’t know what the fuck is a clitoris. Well, some of them do need to study the female anatomy before even thinking of doing anything, speaking from experience.

“It’s cute, you’re cute,” Mingyu hums, continuing to rub you over the panties. As if you already haven’t made a mess of those. The material sticks to your pussy almost unconformably, even more slick leaking out of your core.

“Gosh, please. Gyu…” you wriggle a bit, impatient for more than just that. He smirks, pulling at your panties, admiring the way strings of your arousal connect you with the cloth.

Mingyu rasps, “Fuck, look how wet you are.” He lets his finger coat in your slippery juices, discarding the ruined underwear and tossing it somewhere in the room. A sudden wave of shyness creeps up on you, and you find yourself crossing your legs.

It doesn’t work out as he parts your legs all the way with both of his hands, and for some reason your body just gives into it. Mingyu holds your legs firmly for a while before resting them both on his shoulders. “How pretty,” he coos, taking the closest look someone has ever taken at your pussy. Your hands automatically come up to cover your eyes, an almost inaudible whimper rumbling in your throat.

He parts your nether lips, exposing your weeping, needy hole to his eyes. “Good fucking lord,” Mingyu grunts, “I already know ‘m gonna love this pussy to bits.” His hot breath fans over the sensitive area repetitively. You feel yourself clenching again, your mind hazy with lust.

“Please don’t tease me…” you mewl, daring to take a look at him. You’re shocked to find his sparkling eyes focused on your cunt. But Mingyu looks up to meet your gaze, his tongue peeking out just slightly. You’re unable to break away from the stare, as if in a trance, while he starts to lower his face slowly.

“Ohmygod,” you moan, your head hitting the pillow as he suddenly hurries up to lick a fat stripe along your slit. He hums upon the first taste, flattening his tongue to cover more area. You shiver, exhilarated by his touch. Mingyu brings his fingers in the scene too, letting them slather up in his spit and your nectar.

You shriek when the wet, flexible muscle slips inside your entrance, his digits rolling your clit in lazy circles. He moans at the taste, moving his tongue in swirling motions inside. The sensation of it is too strong and overwhelming for you. You’ve never been touched like this in your life.

“Mmh! Fuck– I can’t, gonna come–” you manage to utter between pants. Your hands have turned into fists, a weird feeling coiling inside you. It’s so intense, and you start to feel like you’ll burst. Mingyu doesn’t pull away, though, holding you tight and doubling his efforts, a string of incoherent words leaving you.

You start spasming soon, a rush of fluids reaching his mouth. He grunts and slows down, surprised at how quickly you finished. On the other hand, tears wet your temples, your body shaking from the aftermath. You have never experienced this amount of ecstasy before. Mingyu starts lapping at you a while after, ignoring your pleading cry. “You’re a good girl, aren’t you, baby? Tasting so heavenly, hm?”

He doesn’t stop until he’s sure that every drop you offered to him is consumed. You’re twitching from hypersensitivity when he finally gets up to cover your body with his. His left hand, however, lingers around your inner thigh, stroking the skin lightly. “You are so responsive,” Mingyu tuts, noticing your tears. “Shit, did that make you cry? Too much?”

You rub your face against his hand as he brings it to dry the wet trails on your face. He sighs, smiling. “You’re gonna give me a whole bunch of new kinks at this rate, princess.”

“It just… felt too good,” you whisper, the ache to have him in your dripping cunt already coming back. You can also feel the painfully big tent of his pants pressing into your thighs, only increasing your struggle. “Gyu… it feels weird again, please.” You look up at him with doe eyes, a low growl reverberating in his throat.

“Ready to go again, are we?” Mingyu cups your pussy with his hand, your hips instinctively rubbing against the calloused skin. He swears under his breath, looking at you needily pressing into him for pleasure. To your dismay, he doesn’t offer any help, only watching you trying to get off using his palm. Your eyes fall on what was previously poking you so indecently.

Good fucking lord. You don’t know what that is, but you need it inside you.

You can’t help but moan wantonly at the thought, your movements increasing. Mingyu shakes his head with a laugh, amused by your very obvious actions. “Turns out you’re not really shy. Or at least, much less than what I thought.”

A whine escapes you, embarrassment hitting you like a ton of bricks. You stop rutting against him and close your eyes immediately, curling up a little as if to protect yourself from his words.

“Oh, come on now! Don’t act like you weren’t just ogling at me, thinking about my cock and how you want it.” Mingyu teases, endeared by you. He reaches for your face, hoping to make you look at him. “No need to shy away, I’d be more than happy to make your cute little fantasies come true.”

“Mingyu!” you grumble, opening your eyes a bit. As much as you hate to admit it, his words excite you. After a small mental debate, you decide to just go with the flow.

“What?!” He challenges. You absolutely hate how entertained your boyfriend sounds right now. Your lips form a pout, your eyes channeling the most pitiful expression you can possibly put on.

“Don’t just… say stuff like that. Do it instead.” The playfulness disappears from his whole demeanor, his fingers immediately reaching for your puffy, slippery labia. You whimper his name when Mingyu eases his middle finger inside you. It’s hard to explain exactly how well that single digit fills you up, your inner walls clenching around it immediately.

“You’re a menace, you know that?” He feels around your entrance with his ring finger, before it slowly vanishes in the depths of you. You struggle for a second to give him space, but it passes away quickly. Mingyu grunts, “Gonna have to prepare you thoroughly with care before I give you my cock. Your little pussy won’t be able to take it otherwise.”

You’re a mess as he scissors the digits inside you, his thumb on your clit to make sure that you experience the best. He stretches you out to his liking, also curling his fingers to hit your sweet spot. Your cries are music to his ears. Mingyu is obsessed with the sounds you make – quite literally. And the fact that he’s the reason behind them? Makes it even more obsessive.

By the way your spongy walls squeeze his fingers, he can tell that you’re pretty close to reaching another high. He wonders if he should put another finger in now, as he doesn’t want to delay things further. With all honesty, Mingyu is painfully hard, straining against his boxer briefs. He genuinely can’t restrain his urges anymore.

So, he does follow through, pushing in his index, but stops halfway with your whimpers. “Hurts,” you manage. With his lips pressing in a thin line, he nods, spare hand stroking your stomach in hopes of easing the pain. It takes you a while, but you get used to the unfamiliar stretch. “Your fingers are so… so thick.” Mingyu laughs at your comment, pride welling in his chest.

“My cock is way thicker though.”

“God!” You don’t know if it’s a plea of desperation or devastation. He begins pumping you slowly, hitting all the spots that make you all mushy — spots that you had no idea exist, you swear. Tears have reappeared in your eyes, threatening to fall down. You’re also overflowing with juices, squelching with each thrust of his digits.

“Baby can hear how wet you are for me, can’t you?” Mingyu increases the pressure on your sensitive bundle of nerves, your body starting to stiffen up. He clearly knows what he is doing. Your mind is in a haze, pussy clenching around him.

The gradual build-up of the coiling pleasure and tension bursts, your body going limp from the shockwaves. He lets you ride out your high, enthralled by the way your body convulses under him. Mingyu curls his fingers for one last time, immediately receiving a shrill cry from your side. Although all you manage is a bunch of incoherent words, he somehow understands what you’re trying to say. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I know my princess is so sensitive and it hurts. Let me just pull them out slowly, okay?”

You make a small sound of affirmation, gasping when he finally extracts his digits out of you. It leaves you feeling all empty, but you’re unable to focus on that as he puts his fingers in his mouth. Your whimper, flustered by the low groans and hums Mingyu makes while sucking and licking your essence off his fingers.

When he finally comes back up to hover over you, you cling to his muscular, huge body, wanting nothing more than his warmth and touch. He nuzzles you affectionately in return, pressing your lips together in a kiss. You can taste the subtle aftertaste of yourself, but you really don’t mind it.

Mingyu pulls away with a sigh, touching your foreheads together. From this close, his eyes look like pools of honey, looking at you with an amount of adoration that kind of scares you. “I can’t believe that you – this – is real,” you mumble, entranced by his features.

“Same,” he whispers back. You realize that you’re still aching for him since his fingers left you empty; he’s probably in a way worse situation — judging by the way his bulge presses into you. You sigh.

“Are you… are you gonna stop like this?” Mingyu perks up with your question, smiling.

“It depends on you, baby. Do you want me to end it here? Tell me what you want, I’ll never be mad.” You realize he’s giving you the option to back out, even now, at this state. It warms your heart. Where the hell have people like him been for all those years you struggled?

“I want you.” Your voice is steady, and so is your gaze when you look at him. Mingyu inhales sharply at your words, his adam’s apple bobbing.

“You know what you are saying, right?”

“Mhm…”

“Don’t ‘mhm’ it?! Oh, for god’s sake!”

“What exactly do you want me to say? That I want you to fuck me? Is that—”

You’re unable to finish complaining as he smashes his lips against yours, his tongue prying inside your mouth with the bare minimum resistance. Mingyu tries to get rid of his pants without breaking the kiss, struggling poorly but managing to do so either way. Too bad that he has to pull away moments later, hand slipping into the left pocket of his pants. You’re flushing when he produces a condom out of it, eyes falling to his bare thighs and… the inevitable.

His hearty chuckle rings through your ears. “You’re so obvious that it’s sort of adorable.” Mingyu pushes down his underwear with a small growl, freeing his cock out of its confines. It stands proud and tall against his chiseled abdomen, the large head of it covered with pre-cum. The length of it is a bit curved, a few veins running across it. You’re unable to tear away your gaze from the scene, both impressed and scared. “Like what you see?”

“Will… will it fit in me?” You pout, very unsure. He rips the foil with his teeth, rolling the thin layer of latex down his girth. You moan when he rests his shaft between your pussy lips, positioning himself on top of you. Mingyu puts his right hand under your back to cradle you, his left hand gripping on your leg to put it around his waist.

“I know you can take it, baby.” He sounds weirdly confident, but you’re in no state to think about that. All you can think about is the way his angry, twitching cock feels against your pussy. You let out small whimpers, instinctively rubbing yourself on his length. It feels incredible, his hard, heavy length providing just the right type of stimulation.

Mingyu reaches down to nibble on your earlobe. “Enjoying ourselves, are we, hm?” he whispers, “Didn’t expect you to be like this already. Weren’t you just asking if I can fit inside you oh so innocently a while ago?”

“Ss–stop teasing me! I just – I wan’ your cock so bad.” Your cry sounds so desperate, Mingyu grits his teeth. His left hand pushes down onto your hips and his mouth sucks a hickey on your neck; his cock sliding down until the bulbous tip reaches your weeping hole.

“You’re gonna take it like a good girl, right?”

“Yes!”

When he finally starts pushing in with a groan, the lubrication helps him slide in. But you find yourself struggling to give him space. Tears gather in the corner of your eyes, the stretch frankly too much. Mingyu stops after the head is inside your molten warmth, stroking your stomach. “Shh, relax, princess, you overcame the hardest part, you’re doing so well.”

You nod silently, a few tears still escaping as you get used to the feeling. Mingyu kisses those salty streaks away, his thumb drawing random patterns on the skin of your hips. After receiving your confirmation to go further, he slowly penetrates deeper and deeper into you, until you stop him again. “I– I can’t anymore…”

He gives you a comforting kiss. “It’s alright, baby. You don’t have to push yourself too hard. It’s our first time trying! I’m so proud of you for taking so much of me so quickly.” His words bring a big, stupid smile to your face.

“Thank you…”

The transition from discomfort to pleasure is unclear, but you moan after a while, your nerve endings on fire. It feels like you’ve been stuffed up to the brim, all sorts of fluids gushing around his cock. “Oh god, move, Gyu. Please.”

Mingyu is more than happy to oblige, pulling out almost all the way before plunging back inside. It effectively pushes him a bit deeper, but there’s no sign of discomfort anymore. You wrap yourself around him tighter, moaning wantonly.

“Fuck, fuck. You feel s’good baby, pussy sucking me in so well.” It’s obvious to you that he is fighting himself to keep his pace relatively gentle and slow. But you’re scared of what would happen to your body if he doesn’t hold back.

You wind your hands around his neck, reaching for his hair and threading your fingers through the strands. Mingyu growls when you pull on them, a rougher thrust hitting your sweet spot. You cry out, gummy walls squeezing his girth happily. “So big,” you huff, eyes rolling back as he continues to hit that spot repetitively.

“You’re just so fucking tiny, baby,” he touches his forehead with yours. “'m scared that if I go too hard, you’ll break.”

You moan, your lust-paralyzed brain entirely forgetting about your previous worries. “Nono, I can– I can take it! Go harder.” Mingyu complies immediately, as if he has been waiting for those words to come out of your mouth. All restrain gone, he drills into you with full force, hitting all the nooks and crannies within you. “Ohmygod, ugh–” you whimper, strange, euphoric sensations flooding your system. You’ve never been fucked this well before.

“You’re so warm and wet and squeezing me so well, baby. My baby treats me s’good. Fuck,” he grunts, pushing your body more into the pillows and the mattress. Your nails dig into his shoulders, sure to leave prominent marks for the next week.

Mingyu gets increasingly rough, the sound of skin slapping echoing through your bedroom. He probes way deeper now, often hitting your cervix which makes you jolt. His balls also hit against your ass repetitively, your body overboard with ecstasy.

You’re a drooling, teary mess, babbling about how big he is and how good he’s making you feel. Your gummy walls are pulsating around him sporadically, extremely close to another orgasm. You pull him in for a messy kiss, moaning at the feeling of his dick hitting you rough.

Mingyu takes a close look at your state once he breaks away from the kiss. His cock twitches at the sight. “I– goodness. Don’t show this face to anyone else, ever. Good fucking hell! I don’t think I can last any longer.” He reaches for your attention deprived swollen clit, rubbing it in tight circles and often pinching it between his fingers.

“Ugh– ‘m gonna come, Gyu, it feels like ‘m gonna burst–”

“Come for me, angel. You can let go; I got you.” Mingyu whispers against your shoulder, his own thrusts turning sloppy and uneven. You cry out his name as the pleasure ruptures, bliss overtaking every inch of your body. It almost feels like you’ve reached the seventh heaven, body floating in the air.

Mingyu moans as your inner walls clamp down onto his cock with your orgasm, his movements halting momentarily. “Gonna milk me dry, aren’t you?” He hisses under his breath, giving a few hard thrusts before reaching his own high. His body gives out, crushing you under him as he catches his breath.

Exhaustion kicks in as soon as the haze of the release passes, and you yawn. Mingyu, even though equally spent, rolls over so your small form can rest on top. “Are you okay, baby?” He rubs your back soothingly. You struggle to keep your eyes open, head comfortably resting on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat that slows down to normal with each passing second.

“Mmm, sleepy…” you mumble, another yawn escaping you. Mingyu sighs, ruffling your hair adoringly.

“It’s okay, you can sleep. I’ll clean you up.” You smile, kissing the skin closest to your lips. Silence fills up the space again, your eyes fluttering close with the white noise of his heartbeat and breaths.

Before slipping into unconsciousness, you realize there’s only one thought in your mind.

This is the most loved and cared for you’ve felt with someone who isn’t your mom.

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