look at me | lee juyeon
pairing: boyfriend!juyeon x fem!reader
genre: smut, established relationship
warnings: smut…(sawry), dom!juyeon, service top!reader, slight spanking, slight begging, degradation, no real choking but his hands still make it to your neck lmao, creampie, juyeon definitely has a size kink so read and weep, sorry if i’m missing anything!
a/n: tried my best to proofread this so pls forgive any mistakes, it also was drafted out of nowhere so it’s probably shit hhh
was everything actually moving in slow motion or were you just in that deep?
so entranced by the sight of him doing absolutely nothing, he was about to elicit a moan from in the back of your throat.
considering you hadn't touched him at all in a solid month you were close to creaming your pants untouched. god forbid he notice how tightly your legs had been crossed this entire time.
hair sweaty and falling over his forehead. like it always annoyingly does. shirt taut to his frame, but only enough to keep the naked eye pandering, grey sweats and sneakers adorn his bottom half.
his staple is his duffel bag that’s he’s just dropped on the floor. ironically flashy, it still doesn’t compare to him or his demeanor in size. he also wears the most shit-eating grin on his face and nothing could’ve prepared you for the way your body was reacting.
heartbeat rattling the entirety of your chest, mouth agape in anticipation. frozen and it definitely would’ve been laughable if you were capable of processing a single thought.
his visual dripping with sex. too good for even the wettest of dreams.
“how long are you gonna stare?”, he audibly ponders in a gentle but menacing manner. feels like taunting, he’s already got you on edge.
“excuse me?” you jokingly gasp with a scoff, managing to compose yourself quicker than you could clock how long you’d been gawking. “get over yourself juyeon, i was not staring. and even if i was, which i was NOT. can you blame me?”
“could ask you the same.” he retorts, a smirk fighting its way to his perfect pout.
“oh? please do tell.” you’re doing a better job carrying out conversation than you would have imagined.
sauntering his way in your direction he’s quickly towering over your petite frame, wearing the same shit-eating grin on his face from moments ago and you’re unintentionally holding your breath.
leaning down until he’s inches from your face using his arms to support his weight, his voice is low and goosebumps surface all over your body. “why are your legs crossed? am i missing something?”
“what do you mean? i’m wearing a skirt, why wouldn't my legs be crossed?”
gritting his teeth he raises an eyebrow, “you don’t cross them any other time. what’s there to hide? it’s nothing i haven't seen before.”
his fingertips begin to trace various parts of your body starting with your cheekbones and the underside of your jaw, causing you to raise your head entirely, the two of you instantly locking eyes.
he continues dragging his middle and pointer fingers down between the valley of your chest as your breaths easily shorten and pick up in speed. he knows exactly what he’s doing, eyes following behind his fingers flickering between the rapid rise and fall of your breasts to your eyes as you struggle to keep them completely open and on him.
“juyeon, please.” your skin already flush and the previous pool of arousal between your legs quickly dampening again but worse this time. chasing some kind of friction or release you clench your thighs. with your legs still being crossed the movement quickly catches his attention.
halting his movements he drops the hand that had begun fondling your now extremely hard nipples. it’s back onto the bed near your hip, an immense amount of heat radiating off of him hitting the area of skin that’s been gradually exposed as your skirt rides up from the previous actions.
he brings his head down again. you mistakenly pucker your lips for a kiss and quickly hang your head in shame as he dodges you, lips finding their way to your ear. “open your legs.”
immediately obeying you can't help but feel powerless underneath him. he’d barely touched you and you were soaked and soon too would be the surface underneath you when met with your bare skin.
lifting his hand again he begins dragging the same two fingers from before up and down the side of your thighs, listening for your pitiful sighs and panting. he stops at your hip and chuckles briefly before raising his head completely and settling his eyes on your face. you weren’t wearing panties.
“look at me y/n.”
forcing your glossy eyes open you’re met with a dark stare. nothing threatening there yet, but he’s definitely got something to say about your lack of coverage below. you can feel it.
“tell me what you want,” he demands ever so calmly. in any other situation this would sound rather innocent. maybe even like you had a choice to do so. right now that wasn't the case and you actually had about seven more seconds to start talking before his entire demeanor would flip.
“y-you. i want you, juyeon. please.” moistening your lips with a quick swipe of your tongue you sit waiting for his next move. practically sprawled out, your bottom half as close to completely naked as possible with the way your legs were spread. shirt unbuttoned about halfway and a sheen of sweat covering your entire body. he had already wrecked you and you were just getting started.
palming both your thighs and slowly kneading he began to properly taunt you, it was definitely fun for him.
“want me how? you know i need you to be specific baby. wanna treat you just right, that’s what i’m here for. hmm?”
he’s watching you for some type of approval. something to signify that you want to continue, that you’re okay with everything going on. all whilst he’s still in full control. sick, isn’t it?
“kiss me?” it sounds like a plea, that’s exactly what it is.
before you can process his reaction he’s leaning in, hands still placed firmly on your thighs. capturing your lips with his own he’s got full control, but you have zero objections. you’re just happy to finally have more of him somehow.
you feel his large hands begin to move. closer and closer to where you really need him the most. you gasp into his mouth as he rather roughly spreads your legs leaving you exposed completely. the cool air of the room engulfing the pool of what could've been multiple unintentional orgasms by now, you had no clue.
you whimper pathetically as you feel the same two fingers from earlier pressing down on your clit. he doesn’t move them, it’s just to get a reaction out of you. he briskly uses his fingertips to circle your entrance before pushing his fingers in a removing them quicker than you could choke out a sob.
he brings his fingers up to your mouth, slick with your juices. quirking a brow as he waits in amusement for you to take a hint.
slowly wrapping your lips around them you bore a hole into him with hooded eyes. circling your tongue around his digits, producing the lewdest of noises, you hope the sight is satisfying enough because all you can think about is when he’ll finally replace his fingers with his cock.
spit dripping down your chin and the rest of his hand and wrist, hitting the exposed part of your chest, you’re sure you look a mess. but you’re not bothered by it, you know he gets off on it.
pressing down on your tongue with the pads of his fingers he halts your actions. removing them with a quick popping noise he kisses you again, nothing but tongue and some panting (from you of course).
“do you think they’re clean enough, pretty?” he asks, not actually expecting a response. you slowly nod and watch as his hand, wet with your saliva, disappears again between your legs.
his hands are hot but mixed with the coolness from all the sucking you did you can’t help but drop your head back and let out an embarrassingly loud moan. easily inserting two of his long slender digits he simultaneously begins an immediate assault on your clit and uses this opportunity to attach his lips to your neck, nipping and sucking away.
“juyeon...fuck,” you whimper.
“yeah, i’m here,” he whispers between the open-mouthed kisses he’s leaving all over your neck and jaw. “i’m here baby, i’m not going anywhere.”
his lips leave you neck and trail down the rest of your body. from your collarbones, to your chest, he uses his spare hand to unbutton the rest of your top, lips instantly attaching to your right nipple over your completely lace bralette. pulling one of the cups down he drags his teeth across the now swollen bud.
“i love your tits. could play with them all day,” he groans looking up to see the complete mess he's making of you. head hanging low, eyes screwed shut, and hands gripping the sheets on both sides of your body. he knows you’re gonna cum.
“JUYEON PLEASE,” you yell. there’s no way anybody can actually hear you but even if they could you were too far spent to care.
“please what, y/n? isn’t this what you want? i’m giving it to you what else could you possibly want? greedy girl,” he practically mocks, fingers speeding up without any regard for your orgasm that’s approaching. “your cunt is stuffed and all you can say is, ‘please, please, please’ just shut up and take it like the silly little slut you are” he growls.
opening your eyes to no avail, tears begin to blur your vision, you’re beyond close. with the way he’s speaking to you it’s just seconds now until you’re spilling your mess all over him and the nice clean sheets.
“i’m close...FUCK!” you manage to get out, nails nearly cutting tiny holes in the sheets with how hard you’re gripping.
“don’t you think i know that?” he retorts, replacing the thumb on your clit with his mouth.
everything goes white, you have no idea what you’re babbling about but you know you’re cumming...until you’re not. everything stops. juyeon’s hands and mouth are off of you in an instant and you have nothing on your mind. except maybe the singular question of what the fuck does he think he’s doing?
“what the fuck? what was that?” you can still barely speak but you manage to say those few things that you know for a fact he’s not gonna like.
“watch. your. mouth. or you won't cum at all.” he speaks in a low and demanding tone, narrowing his eyes at you a bit. a warning.
getting completely on the bed himself he rolls you over so that you’re now on top of him, heat directly on top of his rock-hard bulge without warning causing an obscene noise to leave your mouth.
“wanna be a good girl and take my pants off?” he poses a question, although that’s what he expects from you regardless.
watching you as you unbuckle his belt slowly, just as he likes, his eyes are dripping with lust, but more importantly with such love that nobody other than you could ever be responsible for.
that and your tits are still fully on display. but definitely the love thing too.
before you can actually remove anything he stops you. now your bare center is sat on top of his perfectly hard erection and your head is spinning. struggling to keep your eyes open you look at him waiting for something. anything.
with both his hands on your hips he begins to rock you back and forth. your clit running from base to tip over the rough denim of his jeans, a wet patch surely forming.
“you���re gorgeous, you know?” juyeon randomly states, catching you completely off guard.
if you could see yourself right now you’d easily disagree with his statement. hair a mess, makeup smudged, and a few stray tears dried up on your cheeks. and you’re literally drooling as you dry hump him. to your own definition you’re far from attractive right now but he doesn’t want to hear that and you’ve barely been able to comprehend anything happening after the mind-blowing orgasm that you almost had.
“you’re gorgeous too, juyeon.” you managed to whisper, hands on his broad shoulders, your head lolling to the side a bit, a faint smile painted on your lips. just then he intentionally presses your core down harder onto him. you both hiss in unison.
grabbing you by the neck he pulls you in for a kiss. wet and sloppy. when he pulls away a string of spit connects the two of you and falls down your chin and onto your lap.
“i want you to ride me, can you do that for me baby?” he coos, hand still wrapped around your neck the other on your hip as his pointer finger is drawing an invisible figure eight.
“y-yes, anything for you.” you croak out, eyes still extremely low, dripping with desire.
using the hand on your neck to pull you as close as possible he whispers, “do as i say and you can cum, i know how badly you want that.” blinking slowly and backing away whilst releasing you completely, as if to signify that you should start now.
hands unsteadily moving to pull his pants off you do it slowly enough to not seem too eager but not slow enough upset him.
finally reaching the band of his boxers you began to tug them down, his cock immediately springing free. it stands tall, several inches in length, and a perfect girth. the tip, a pretty pink to match his bottom lip, angrily flushed and sticky with droplets of precum.
if you didn't know any better you’d lean down to suck. cleaning up the mess you made. but there will be plenty of time for that later. right now you need every inch of him inside of you.
reaching to remove your top a strong hand swiftly engulfs your entire your wrist with a firm grip.
“keep it on. the skirt too.” juyeon whispers releasing your wrist. you hastily nod and go to pump him a few times before placing him at your entrance, sure not to miss the deep groaning and deep breaths from the man in front of you.
hands on his shoulders you begin to sink down slowly, immediately crying out. juyeon’s hands are quick to find your waist again. leaning up so that his lips are perfectly near your ear.
“you know that if you go slow it’ll only hurt more.” you can hear the smirk in his voice as he uses the hands on your hips to fully push you down onto his cock, a low groan escaping his lips, followed by a hiss.
“FUCK, JUYEON!” you yelp, the burn being too familiar, too good for you to attempt to stop him.
“you better start moving or else only one of us is gonna cum tonight.” he quickly smacks his lips leaning back a tad, hands still on your hips, his back against the headboard.
slowly starting to rock your hips you're a babbling mess. no recollection of what it is you're saying, you just know it feels good. momentarily he lets you have that but is quick to bring you back to reality. you feel a sharp stinging on your left ass cheek, causing you to mewl even louder whilst throwing your head back. “what did i just say, y/n?”
choking out a sob you quickly speed up your motions. alternating with bouncing and grinding you play it by ear, as you’re not typically on top.
the pornographic noises coming from the both of you would be enough to make you cum alone, mixed with the feeling of him so deep inside you. but you know that's not gonna cut it. cumming without permission almost always leads to punishment and you can’t take that right now.
“you’re doing so well baby, look at you. my dirty little cock slut. isn’t that right?” he teases. speaking down to you to highlight the fact that you’re an incoherent mess, all because of his big fat cock.
“yes juyeon, oh my- FUCK!” you’re interrupted by him thrusting up into you. your eyes roll back into your head and you drop your forehead to his shoulder.
“oh no you don’t,” and there goes that hand around your neck again to sit you upright. “do that again and i’ll fuck my hand to finish. i want you to look me in the eyes when you cum.”
is he insane? definitely. but you can’t risk being robbed of another orgasm tonight. using one of your hands to join his around your neck you speed up again bouncing on him like a jackrabbit at this point, eyes drooping but locked with his.
“there you go baby. was that so hard?” he teases again. not even having the energy to retort your jaw goes slack as you feel his tip nudging at that soft spot that only he knows.
“i’m so close juyeon, please?” you beg.
“there goes that ‘please’ again,” he smirks rolling his eyes. “just do as you’re told and you can cum, that was the deal pretty girl.”
chasing the sweet release you’re craving you reach down to rub your clit quickly.
smacking your hand away juyeon looks at you like you’ve just done something unthinkable. removing his hand from your neck and popping his thumb into your mouth he utters, “suck.” and you do just that.
his moans are getting lower, longer, you know he’s gonna cum. taking his thumb from your mouth he places it on your clit immediately repeating the figure eight motions you had administered on yourself prior.
you’re a moaning mess and you’ve never fought so hard to keep your eyes open in your entire life. clenching around him you feel it, the warm pit in your stomach, your legs are starting to shake, and you can barely keep up the pace bouncing on top of him. he notices this and offers a slightly encouraging nod.
“go ahead princess, make a mess.” he mutters, never breaking eye contact.
all it takes is a few more circles around your clit and you’re letting go. the one thing you’ve been craving all night and now you’ve got it.
“FUCK, JUYEON,” you cry pathetically, not a care in the world besides completely milking your boyfriend’s cock and letting him fill you up completely. “i love you, i love you, i love you. only you, it’s always been you, it’s always gonna be you.” you’re rambling at this point and you don't care because it’s working. immediately after you can feel yourself leaking onto his lap his thumb movements get slightly sloppier and he starts breathing heavily, ragged even.
“i love you too baby, fuck. more than anything. you’re so good to me, so good for me.” he’s riding out his orgasm with you. it’s perfect, you feel on top of the world.
you circled your hips a few more times and let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding.
you feel his hands on your hips again, sliding up to cradle you completely. letting your head fall onto his shoulder you attempt to steady your breathing. kissing his neck, right underneath his ear, you whisper one more, “i love you.”
you don't care at all that his cock is softening inside you and that you both have cum dripping onto the sheets.
juyeon just fucked you dumb.
Just a Little Taste⏐Lee Juyeon
Care for a little game?
SoftDom Enemy! Juyeon x Fem! Reader
↳ Synopsis: When two enemies who can't seem to catch a break to have a little fun decide to take it in their own hands and help each other out.
↳ Genre: smut
↳ Warnings: oral (fem rec), cocky mf named Lee Juyeon, hot ass mf named Lee Juyeon, as you can see he's a warning himself, groping, he a little rough and mean, you both a little lovestruck, mutual hatred, Juyeon on his big dick agenda, teassssing omg very push and pull with his teasing, cumming in you, unprotected sex (don't yall dare, unless you want to…) Usage of the petname slutttt. Other than that, some sweet sweet filth.
“I have a proposition for you”
You’re intrigued. Now what could this proposition be? Turning in your seat you take a good look at the male. He’s tall. He’s easy on the eyes. The best thing he’s good at is being annoying. But what could he be offering, “go on?”
“we both want the same thing, why not just do it ourselves?,” he proposes. And it was quite a long ways of what you expected.
Lee Juyeon may be many things. But to be situated in the same room as him calls for disaster. Attending the same school as him since junior high was enough already. Now the possibility of sleeping with him? It never once crossed your mind.
Tilting his head, he examines your reaction, examines really closely almost to the point his warmth radiates off his body where you feel it. And you found it odd that goosebumps skated across your skin as if it was cold or something. Maybe it was his personality.
Thoughts circulate in your mind as well as conclusions, you could say no and keep your pride, but then again..it’s only sex after all. As you weighed it over, it’s nearly impossible to get laid without getting stuck with an attachment you can’t pry off. If you say yes, it solves both your problems on both ends. As long as he doesn’t get full of himself that is.
Just sex, no attachments.
“or I could easily find someone else, I won’t lose any sleep over it.”
The cockiness rolling off his tongue makes you scoff. Not like you can’t find someone else either, but...in what world is it that easy to have someone like Lee Juyeon who isn’t bothered by feelings walk up to you and offer you sex. Just one, and it’s this one. Fuck. “wait-”
Oh you’re gonna regret this. If he so calls you begging, he’s not going to be able to stick that dick up anything for the rest of his life.
Juyeon takes one single step back before turning around obnoxiously slow. And while he’s at it, a smirk paints his face, “I knew it.”
“Just shut it.”
The car ride to his apartment was nothing but laying down rules. First and easy one was to not get attached. Considering the circumstances of how you two got here, it was simple enough. Next, was to never sleep over. For obvious reasons. Last was also easy, to act like people who hate each other. Easy enough, because when was there a time you two ever liked each other?
And when you entered his apartment the first thing you noticed was how tidy it was. You would have commented on it if it weren’t for a pair of lips that landed on yours. Even so, you didn’t pull away. You still find him repulsive. And still did when he shoved his tongue in your mouth. He should consider himself lucky. If he didn’t agree to every rule, there’d be no wayl in hell he’d be kissing you. Yet, with each swivel of his head and push of his lips, your feet mindlessly take their own steps.
He touches both hands to your waist, gripping, he thrusts you towards his body until your chest is against his. Your head gets pushed so far back, you arch into his body and instantly feel that swelling bulge.
“fuck, i’m gonna fuck you so good”. His voice is iron clad with determination and because of that, flutters sprout deep in your body.
He closes the door and you take it that you’ve miraculously made it to his room. Maybe you owe it to his muscle memory or in other cases, he just became so used to bringing random girls into his apartment throughout his lifetime that it’s routine for him. But you can’t bother thinking about that when his fingertips are at the very top of your ass over your dress, sliding down slowly. Palming soothingly, and then he grips. He grips so hard you yelp directly into his mouth. Then rushing as fast as he can, Juyeon pulls your dress up and over the curve of your hips haphazardly like there’s not an ounce of patience in him.
“It’s not fair that you’re undressing me, but you’re still fully clothed.” You try your best talking through those hardworking lips.
He shoves you to the bed almost too roughly. And turns you around faster than you can register. Now that your face is planted against the bed, your zipper gets toyed with his fingers before being pulled down painstakingly slow. With a bit of shoving, your perfect little dress is off you and the cold breeze makes the goosebumps rise under your skin.
His hands land on your waist, and with the same rough movements like before, he turns you back on your back. To say the least, you’re quite disappointed that you’re still the only one nearly naked. But Juyeon holds his stare, till your eyes find his. Reaching for the buckle of his belt, he loosens it gently, taking his time pulling the leather contrasting how he threw you around like a doll just a mere second ago.
The belt is chucked to the ground.
Then, he reaches up to the collar of his shirt, and loosens the knot of his tie. Go any slower and you think you’ll die from it.
One unbutton after the other. And you find yourself holding your breath. The opening of his shirt folds off his shoulders and falls to the ground. And not even god can help you when your eyes fall to his milk like skin, his perfectly shaped pecs, perfect veins lining the path of his arms, perfectly lined abdomen. And let’s not forget that even more perfect v-line leading to his-
When did he take his pants off? Holy shit. Could it have even been possible that your were imagining a chiseled god this whole time that you didn’t even realize he took his pants off. No, he actually is chiseled. Imagining it was the least of your problems, look at that-
“you have a staring problem”
Anyone would if someone was hard like that. He was hard, hard everywhere. Every muscle lining his body. You though what could he have possibly done to deserve this body. From the line of his jaw to the tendons of his body, he was spectacularly hard, sculpted perfectly, you found yourself swallowing down a scratchy gulp, before pulling yourself together.
“Oh please not like you don’t have one yourself,” Take a good look at yourself. He’s not the only one with a gorgeous body. His eyes travel your body from the top of your head to the bottom of your toes. A little peak of tongue pokes out of his lips before his teeth bites down on it into a little smile. And it tells you enough that he agrees.
“oh yea? Get your words out now, you won’t have any later.”
A low tickle in your belly forms. You’ve always known Juyeon to be cocky and you’ve dealt with it well, but now that he’s crawling in between your legs, later came sooner than you thought.
“Look at these pretty legs,” the very tip of his finger grazes gracefully on your skin and you’re feeling...anything but yourself.
With a slight push of his finger your legs get spread open. His gaze locks right in between your legs, “oh what did I do to get you wet like this already?” his tone of teasing is thick. You feel a harsh tug and the sound of fabric ripping. Oh this motherfucker did not- You look down just to find him staring at your folds, a flicker of lust swirl in his pools of brown, “i’ll buy you a new pair”, he mutters sounding droned out.
Nothing could have prepared you for what happened next. All the air gets sucked out of you when he runs his tongue right up your folds. He does it again. Very center of you and your thighs flex. Again. A long disgusting stripe. Tasting you. Fucking hell.
The pace of his tongue accelerates and you reach down to his head of hair. In between your legs, Juyeon has no plans of stopping. Going straight to lapping, his tongue explores every nook and cranny, to the brush of your clit to plunging that tongue deep in you. There’s not a single spot he hasn’t touched. You’re so busy losing your mind you didn’t realize he was stroking himself. But holy lord is his tongue firm and warm and your body can’t help but to spasm directly underneath the wrath of it. Never in your life, have you been eaten out this good. And certainly not like this. Almost like he had a choice of choosing his last meal and decided that it was you.
An ache full of pleasure grows and he’s not giving you a chance to breath properly as it rips through you. It was a kind of orgasm that you have never felt before and Juyeon won’t stop on your account or anyone’s, matter of fact. Even when your body squirms and your grip on his hair tightens.
Running a hand up and down your thigh, massaging gently as your orgasm takes its time with you. He slows his tongue to a stop, kissing you up your thigh till your body stilled.
Juyeon pulls back, and you immediately notice the slick surrounding his mouth. He licks his lips and flames erupt in your belly. God, did he always look this good? “You just came all over my tongue.” To say the least, you’re nonverbal.
A beat passes in silence. “Again.”
The moment he’s sprung over your body, you tug him down till he’s kissing you. Somewhere in between this mess you became mesmerized by his lips. Because goodness, the way he kisses. You can forget that being annoying is his best trait. It’s kissing. With all his lips and tongue and glory. You might think kissing him could be the best thing ever, actually maybe second to getting eaten out. To the best of your ability you try to match his energy, but you still believe that he’s putting his everything into this kiss. Juyeon searches around for the straps of your bra and tangles his fingers in them and pulls each taut before sliding them over your shoulder. Those same fingers slide underneath your back to find the clasp and skillfully, he unclasps your bra, before throwing it aside. Everything was so fast and hot and rushed, you didn’t notice his eyes eating you up after he pulled away. All the nakedness. Every inch of skin, he was devouring with his eyes alone. Just like you were to him earlier. “who has the staring problem now?”
He only chuckles before lifting himself up and takes a handful of his cock. It’s so big, it doesn’t even fit in his big hands. Dear lord. And he may have smelled your fear because he chimed, “well don’t back out now darling” And just like that, his words catch your eyes back into a challenge and you squint favorably, “as if”
Another set of flames erupt in your belly when he spits directly on his other fingers, and reaches down to the folds of your pussy. Biting down on your tongue barely held you back from making any embarrassing noises. The tip of his cock runs up and down your folds, and stops at your entrance. With his gaze locked back on yours, you almost think he’s going to be gently.
But then he gives in entirely. You hear a sharp noise before realizing its you. A gasp, an unbelievable gasp. At the feeling of his length inside you. Not noticing your state, he grants you no remorse before pulling out only to give in entirely all over again. This time with a groan of relief that you know is from him. Your eyes screw shut and your walls clutch around him. Juyeon almost topples over you, “god if I knew you felt this good around me, I would have done this sooner.”
You could say the same.
It’s almost blinding when he starts to move. Every roll of his hips creating a croak to a moan to a mewl in your throat. He goes faster and you swear those legs of yours are going to snap. He leans back till he’s seated atop his heels and his hands scramble to hold your waist lifting it till he’s hitting deeper in you. With your back lifted off the mattress, he’s pummeling faster in you. The way your breasts bounce with ever thrust only drives Juyeon to fuck you with determination. And he’s determined to make you scream. With an insufferable growl gritting through his teeth he strokes into you harder, pushing you into the mattress.
But he only needed to hear you scream once before he can do what he planned. And that was to render you speechless. He continues to fuck and not a moment later, a sensation rakes through your belly and a handful of nerves ripple alive.
“Shit you’re sucking me right in y/n. I can fuck you for days”, he rasps. Please do. Tracing up the curve of your body, he grips tightly on your waist pulling you to meet his thrusts. Pulling you down so hard, you feel the tip of his cock deeper than anything before. “Ju-” You feel his palm slide up to one of your breasts and squeezes deliciously.
“I’m gonna..cum“, you barely manage to mutter without stammering. Out the corners of your eyes, your vision blurs and you come to the conclusion that tears are pooling in your eyes. Shit. He feels so good and you start to worry, because you might as well get addicted. It’s just that, sex with him has been better than any sex so far.
“Oh come on darling. Take me a little longer, show me how much of a pretty slut you are” He has you pinned, you have no choice but to take him. A mewl escapes from your lips and Juyeon relishes in how ruined it sounded. How ruined you are. He’s come to think your gorgeous body deserves to be fucked by him. To be ruined by him.
Unbeknownst to him, he didn’t think you’d fit so perfectly for him, he might have a hard time pulling out, “please tell me you’re on birth control”. Left incoherent, you can only nod and it’s all he needed in order to draw his last few thrusts, “cum pretty girl”. That knocked you over the edge. Coming undone not only from his command but from his cum filling you up. You scratch at his arms sure to leave lines of red, but the pure weight of this orgasm might just break you into pieces. Never mind the last orgasm, this was by far world record, mind boggling explosive.
As you fall apart for Juyeon, he can only try to catch his breath and stare in awe. Watching your legs tighten and shake, the tears falling out the corner of your screwed eyes.
Your back falls to the mattress and you wince when he pulls out of your soreness, only to feel the ooze of him leaking out of you. A few moments later, a soft tissue is traced around your opening. God. You know you and him set the rule about not sleeping over, but you can’t seem to overcome the exhaustion. And his blankets are so soft.
A few minutes won’t hurt.