Echo Greenshield

my ults:

Mingi was just bullshitting around at that point I’m DYING I couldn’t stop laughing and rewinding

Wooyoung was an exhbitionist, you knew that when you started dating but he’d never really made it your problem until right now. His hands trailed the skin of your thighs, bare under the dress you wore, casually working higher despite the numerous people surrounding you. After the third time of shyly batting his hands away, his arm snaked around your waist and pulled you close.

“Let me-“ he was grinning, teasing. If you said no, and meant it, he would stop for sure.

Except you didn’t actually want him to stop. You liked the way he couldn’t keep his hands of you. “And if I do? What’s going to happen? Are you going to show me off to everyone in this room?”

His smile only widened. “If you’d let me-“ he leans in, lips brushing your ear as he speaks the most vulgar things. “I’d make them watch you come undone while I fuck you with my tongue. Make them all jealous of the woman I get to have every night. It’s a crime that I’m the only one who gets to see the way your skin flushes and your lips go so red-“

“Alright!” You reply, probably too loudly for the venue. “I get it.”

“Baby I’d love to make them watch you writhe, but instead why don’t we find a corner so we can quench my thirst?” His hand drifted up the inner part of your thigh, his lips parted in that same vicious grin when you looked at him. His eyes were dark and he had the little pink tip of his tongue caught between those sharp teeth.

“Oh-“ you exhaled harshly, nodding even as you caught his wrist to thwart that attempt. He dragged you away to a secluded corner with practiced ease, part of you wondering when the hell he’d found this little alcove and the rest already too foggy brained to care.

He shoved you back into the corner, the expensive stone wall cool against your back as he kneels before you in his tailored suit. The marks on the knees of the fine fabric would remind you the rest of the night what he’d done and where. He was quick to snatch your panties, tugging them down your thighs even as he peppered kisses all over the soft skin he was tucked between. You didn’t miss the way he tucked them into his pocket, absolutely sure he wouldn’t give those back after.

His hand gripped your ankle, pulling the high heel off and letting it fall aside with a clatter before doing the same with the next one. You let your bare feet hit the cool tile, but it didn’t last long before his hands were on your thighs, shoving up the material of your dress.

“So wet baby..” he groans, inhaling deeply as he hikes one of your thighs up over his shoulder and leans in. You know what to expect, it isn’t the first time he’s done this, but being so exposed makes it better in a way you’re scared to admit.

His tongue is hot as it swipes over you, flat and slick over your folds. You can’t sink your fingers into his hair like you’d like, so you grip the back of his neck instead, nails leaving crescents behind. “Young-ah!”

You can feel his teeth against your clit as he smiles at the sound of his name. “Quiet baby, we don’t want to be interrupted do we?”

You can’t answer him, back arched as he resumes his teasing licks before fully burying his face into your core. You’re panting, trying to stay quiet as he completely indulges. It’s obvious he enjoys this almost as much as you do, maybe even more.

Your thighs start to shake in his grasp, eyes rolled back as you get closer and closer to release. You feel him growl against you, his hands tugging you down harder onto his tongue and working it deeper into you. The slick muscle writhes inside you and you break as his nose nudges your clit just right. Your orgasm is reduced to tremors And a high pitched inhale, a hand grasping his shoulder hard as he laps at you through it before pulling away when the shaking stops.

You slump against the wall as he gently lowers your thigh, a handkerchief pulled from his pocket to clean his face before kissed you. “Look so beautiful when you’ve come, I can’t wait for them to all see and no one else to know.”

Your heart is still hammering as you slip back into your heels on wobbly legs, taking his arm for support.