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something about having you like this was mingis favourite thing in the world.

your back facing him, knees and arms pressed deep into the mattress. his other heavy hand rested on the dip of your spine, bending your body to bend even more forward as his eyes tightened.

his other hand was dragging down the back of his neck, mouth slightly cracked as he watched your pussy twitch under his gaze. some of your juices were dripping down to the bed, the skin slick to the touch as his body inched closer.

his cock was tight in his grip now, leaning forward to trail down your slit, messing up his precum with yours, his lip now tightly between his pearly teeth.

”you need me don’t you? desperate girl”

his other palm made contact with your cheeks, slightly tearing them more open to get a better visual of your pussy sucking him in. he couldn’t get enough of it.

that slight stretch as he pushed in, the sound it made, the amount of liquids running down your thighs as his cockhead pushes its way inside properly.

mingi leaned forward a bit, trying to catch the best view of the situation. his gold chain swung on his neck as he pushed forward, making you squeal into the pillows.

he knew he was big, big enough to make you writhe yet beg for more. and he made sure you felt every inch, every vein, everything as he moved into you in a slow rhythm.

”you feel that? feel me tearing this pussy open, yeah? just the way you like it”

all you could do is mumble, the sensation overtaking you as mingis pelvis met your ass. he knew if he turned you around, he could see himself bulging out of your lower stomach, and it only made him more hungry.

snapping his hips back, the first thrust was enough to knock the bedframe harshly against the wall. he couldn’t hold back anymore, hands tight on your hips as he started to pick up his pace, making you an absolute mess.

his sounds were rough, sharp. groans and moan tore out his throat, his tongue hanging out his mouth as he watched the opening of your pussy taking him in just right.

your thighs were shaking as your hips made contact, your mouth spread wide open but unable to respond as you felt yourself drawing awfully close so quickly.

mingi knew he wouldn’t last long like this either, but he didn’t care. he would love this view even if it’s for two minutes, or two hours. still, worth every second.

some spit trickled down from his tongue to your ass, running down your inner thighs. the sensation made your pussy clench tight around his cock, making his breath hitch in his throat. his fingers digging into your flesh, he basically hissed:

”do that again.”

and so you did, clamping down against him as his tight and precise thrusts continued, and you knew it would end very soon. mingis entire body twitched, one slightly higher moan leaving his throat as he leaned forward towards you.

”min-” you tried to speak, your voice a faint whisper. his hand tucked around your chest, pulling you up to meet his thrusts, his face near yours now.

”yeah? what is it baby?” his voice was out of breath, yet still seeping that same need. you gulped between moans, trying again.

”d-don’t stop-please” your voice was tiny, barely leaving your mouth. mingis fingers tightened around your torso as his pace picked up again, his other hand trailing down to your pussy.

”oh trust me, i won’t.”

you were so out of it by now, maybe almost as much as mingi. his body was like moving on its own, his thrusts sloppy but rough, tongue running up the side of your neck, other hand twisting and turning around on your clit.

”wish you could see this, too fucking good. have to film you next time, let you see, fuck”

your nails dig into his arm around you, body shaking back and forth as he fucked you full. his fingers on his other hand were spinning consistent circles on your bud, making sparks run all over as you gripped him tighter.

”wanna cum on your ass, please baby” mingi growled into your ear, kissing into after like a soothing sensation. you nodded swiftly, feeling your body dropping back to the bed.

his hips thrusted forward a few more times before pulling back, and then you felt it. thick hot ropes of cum splashed onto the skin of your asscheeks, marking you like mingi intended. he was so loud, mouth hung wide open as he jerked himself through his orgasm, his tip occassionally touching your pussy as he leaned forward.

”shitttt baby.. you’re unbelievable.” his voice spoke breathless, his chest heaving as you looked back. you saw him lean over to his pants on the floor, digging for his camera.

”min- what-”

”told you i’ll show you, now, stay there just like that” he adviced you, and so you did. back arched, ass up in the air for him to capture onto his film camera.

the flash light shone over your body, and then you finally slumped down properly. you were worn out. mingi threw his camera back onto the floor before rolling next to you, pulling you up to meet his gaze. he had that special grin on his face, leaving a sloppy kiss on your cheek before pulling you back up to him.

”got more energy?” he asked simply, his hand snaking back down to your leaking pussy. you nodded, albeit not as energetic as you wanted to. he nodded, biting onto his plump lip.

”mhm, then let me clean up after myself, yeah?”

his fingers curled up into your pussy, making you shriek into his shoulder, only causing him to chuckle.

”relax baby, just cleaning you up, everywhere.”

his fingers fucked into your pussy, meeting that spongy spot inside you deep inside. you gripped tight into his bicep, holding on as you felt yourself falling apart so soon.

”there you go baby, let me have it, take it all out of you” his mouth eager against your neck, you let yourself fall apart on his lengthy, thick fingers.

you gushed everywhere, the squirt drenching both you and mingi, as well as the bedsheets, making him smirk agaisnt your skin.

The crisp night air leaked from the cracked window, tousling with the curtains as you laid against your boyfriend, mingi. to typical weekend fashion, you were tucked into a comforting fort of blankets and pillows, watching some sappy movie of your choice. large arm snaked around you, your head was softly laid on mingis chest, in a deep slumber.

with a silent chuckle, mingi slowly lowered the volume, picking up the computer to lower the screens lights, letting you drift into a peaceful sleep. while stopping the movie, his finger accidentally slipped, pressing a button that completely messed with the tab. grinning, he attempts his best to erase his mess, but instead seeing something like never before sitting on your other tab.

curious, he let himself quickly look, since you two never kept secrets about stuff like this. to his surprise, he felt his cheeks redden, eyes widen at what laid on the screen before him.

it was a low quality porno, the man tied to the bed frame, completely naked. the woman before him had no mercy, edging the man till he had tears prickling his eyes. finally getting his release, a chain of chanted mommy's passed his lips.

mingi couldn't process what he was seeing, or feeling for that matter. looking over at your sleeping form, his mind wandered. is this what you wanted? was all those times you had slept together unsatisfactory to you?

as you mumbled something in your daze, you placed your hand lightly against mingis chest, making him sigh and shake his head. that's not possible, he thought. But perhaps this could be interesting. with those lingering thoughts, mingi closed the tab quietly, returning everything to how they were before shutting the computer properly, easing down next to you. easier said than done, especially with his mind racing.. and cock insufferably firm in his sleep shorts.

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The next few days were a confusing blur for you. every time you had attempted to spend time with mingi, he had something to attend to. dinner with the bros, he had said the first time. work to be done at the studio, the second time was still normal. but when on sunday morning he shouted out going for a lengthy run, you had your suspicions. had something happened that you had missed completely?

so, when the evening rolled around and mingi finally returned, sweaty and messy, you decided to find out exactly what was going on.

leaning on the doorframe for support, pushing off his running shoes, mingi quickly looked up at you before taking off the other. the sweat had his hair sticking up all over, the black strands like a birds nest on his head, cheeks red.

"how was your run min?" you asked, sitting over on the living room couch. he just mumbled something in response, making your eyebrows turn to a frown.

"min, did something happen?" he pauses as he walks past you, looking forward and then to his feet. so something did happen. rubbing the back of his neck, you see the blush reach the tips of his ears. mouth opening but no words leaving, you turn in your seat, looking directly to his face.

"mingi, at least look at me" with a nod, he turns his gaze to you, those brown boba eyes so wide, a sliver of teeth peaking past his parted lips. you motion to him with raised hands, guiding him to speak. looking around the room, he finally spoke.

"something did happen" you sigh in both fear and relief, tapping the seat next to you on the couch. with small steps, mingi made his way next to you, hands resting on his thighs as he sat. gently, you let your hand lay on his shoulder blade, easing into the tight muscle.

"want to talk about it?" with a nod, mingi audibly swallowed before getting himself together, looking over at you with more intent now.

"are you satisfied with me" your jaw must've hit the floor by now, eyebrows curled in confusion and slight amusement.

"min, you can't possibly ask me that" he shakes his head.

"no you didn't get my question. are you satisfied with me.. in the bedroom"

you cant help the slight chuckle that passes your lips, mingi looking smaller then ever before you. what could possibly make this gentle giant question himself, you couldn't understand. your other hand now laid over his on his knee, you nod.

"obviously min, i love what we have together, in all aspects" fingers now tying together, he nods slowly, other hand going to rub the back of his neck.

"so you don't.. wish it was different?" raising a brow, you motion him to continue, as some words seem to hang on his tongue.

"the other night, when we were watching that movie? you fell asleep and i accidentally opened an another tab and saw this.. video"

the cogs in your head turn slowly, remembering back and suddenly it hit you. now its your turn to feel small, cheeks burning up a bit as those big eyes look back at you with so many questions.

"min i- "

"you don't have to apologise, just answer the question, please"

taking a moment to think of a proper response, you feel mingis grip on your hand tighten a bit, the hand slightly clammy.

"no, not necessarily. i love what we have like i said, but i suppose.. i have some other things I like too-" mingi nods as you continue;

"- i just didn't know how to bring it up with you, i'm sorry min" shaking his head, you can see clarity in mingis vision this time as he looks at you.

"if its what you like, i'd always be down to try it" pausing for a second, you turn your head a bit in question. finally, that sly smile you ever so love takes over mingis face, as he nods.

"you know, i didn't avoid you because i found it weird. i was avoiding you, because i wasn't sure how to be in terms with the fact finding that got me.. interested" you're both reaching new heights of blushing by now, something so intimate and truly you about this moment.

"tell you what min.. how about you go get a shower in and then come find me in the bedroom? sound good?" you can visibly see something shift in the man, nodding his head so quick, sipping away within seconds to rush the shower. once you're alone, you chuckle, shaking yourself back to reality. this was really happening.

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Waiting there on the bed felt like a million years. you could hear the water from the shower stop, hear the shuffling of fabric, the nervousness rise inside you. as the door finally opened, revealing a mingi, only a dark towel tied around his hips, hand ruffling up his clean hair. he was so perfect like this, so exposed, so comfortable.

with a few movements, he was next to you on the edge of the bed, eyes wide.

"so- where do you want me?" something in you burned at the request, but you had to slow him down a little, shaking your head slightly.

"before that, just know if you want to stop, just tell me alright?" mingi nods, his hand now gripping on the flesh of your thigh, a glint sparkling in his eyes.

"go there, lay against the headboard, and wait there" like struck by lightning, mingi climbed up the bed, letting his head rest against the board. with a satisfied hum, you circled around to the side of him, no touching.

"now, tell me, what was it that you liked about that video?" you can feel mingis face radiating heat, the skin pink as he struggles to look at you directly. as your hand slightly ghosts the skin of his abdomen, his breath sucks in sharply, eyebrows twisting.

"the way the guy was completely under her control i suppose.. the power dynamic" you nod, caressing the curves and textures along his stomach, back down to brush his happy trail.

"what about the edging, how'd that make you feel?" you asked, holding eye contact as you traveled even lower, palming mingis growing hardness through the towel. he practically hissed at the contact, hands straightening to the sides on the bedspread. nodding swiftly, his head turning against the headboard.

“feels.. so good” is what manages to tear out of him, your hand slightly tightening around his length, causing a chain reaction.

you can see his skin shiver, a higher pitched noice slipping out, hand flying to cover his mouth. but you don’t let him, pulling the hand off with ease, making him pout slightly.

”let me hear you baby, sound so beautiful for me” he nods, an another sound passing as you move your hand up and down against him. then, you let go completely, mingis eyes flashing back open. he whines at the loss, squirming on the bed.

”oh baby.. you didnt think i’d let you off that easy? c’mon take this off for me” gulping, mingi tears off the remaining fabric on his body, letting his large cock spring out of its containment, demanding attention.

"still with me?" mingi nodded quickly, head spinning in bliss.

”now, play with yourself for me” mingis eyes widen, mouth dry as he looks at you. you nod with a grin, settling nicely before him.

”did i stutter? go on” with a nod, his hand slowly moves down his abdomen, letting it rest on the tilt. as you nod him forward, he sighs, the need passing all embrassment left in his system.

”that’s it, goodd”

the pleasure is visible on mingis face, plump lips parted, some spit running down the side of his face. pupils blown wide, his eyes close as the sensation takes over. hand tight around himself, the pre-cum wetting his way as his fist passes up and down on the length. as his finger brushes against his slit, the lightest of whimpers tears out, cheeks burning.

”good boy min, faster” the petname drives him insane, a new leak of pre-cum trickling down his cock as his speed picks up. his other hand reaches for something, wandering the bed in need of contact as pleasure waves inside him.

moving to sit next to him, you take his hand into yours, his eyes snapping open again, so dazed and slightly teary as the pleasure builds. he’s so out of it, so lost in the feeling, something incoherent laying on the tip of his tongue. squeezing his hand, you bring him back to you.

”what was that baby? speak up”

"feels so good.. mommy" that spiked something deep inside you, and mingi noticed it too, eyelashes fluttering, lip between his teeth.

"yeah? you wanna be a good boy for mommy and cum?" mingis moans and whimpers only louden as you speak filth into his ear, fingers nudged deep in your grip. his speed is relentless, tight and fast, pulling closer and closer to his finish. when you lean over to him, placing a soft bite on mingis neck, he knows its too late to stop.

"oh shit- mommy!" he couldn't possibly have been louder, cheeks flaming red as his cum comes in thick ropes, coating both his own stomach and even hitting your thighs in the process. with his body shaking, mind fuzzy, you spare him a tender smile, a soft kiss on the edge of his mouth.

"did so good for me min, so good" with a soft smile, chest heaving, he's finally coming back from his down. wiping down sweat from his forehead, he softly started to speak again;

"want you to feel good too, please" his voice low, hand placed on your inner thigh, those pleading boba eyes ever so big. how could you turn down such a request?

so, with a nod, mingi enthusiastically shimmied up, swapping positions with you. with ease, he moved down your body, leaving behind marks and sloppy kisses, before finally being in touch with where you needed it most.

before leaning in, his eyes made contact with yours, that same glint in them from earlier;

"don't worry mommy, i got you now"

you promised yourself you wouldn't end up here again, but who can help themselves when that someone they're with is song mingi?

week after week, from late night drives to his bed, you would always find yourself somewhere around his presence. the story repeats itself, finding you again at mingis flat this late night.

after just being at a concert together, the adrenaline running through your veins, what else could you do? when his large palms kneaded your skin, holding your hips down against the mattress, what more can you do other than surrender?

his hands were everywhere, your jaw, your neck, groping you through your top. as his lengthy fingers twisted around your nipple, tugging on the flesh you knew you were a goner. his mouth turned into a satisfied grin, his lips fall next to your earlobe, teeth sinking slightly into the flushed skin.

"gonna let me fuck you again baby? yeah?"

you shudder, the need pulsing through your limbs. you know this is wrong, you had broken up months ago, but yet, this is all you needed and wanted. with a sighed yes, mingi let himself get to work.

he knew your body like his back pocket, knowing what button to push, what switch to pull. with your shirt discarded, as well as his, he flies forward to tower over you, plump lips finding yours with greed. his kisses are like claims, tongue prodding into your mouth, dancing alongside yours. pulling you up from your lower back, his chest presses against yours, the coldness of his nipple piercings causing you to shiver a bit.

now with his back against the bed frame, you sit on mingis lap, only your shorts and his pants between you. but being the insane tease he is, mingi doesn't let you pull on his belt, instead settling you down against it.

your core sits against the skull on his belt buckle, the round surface slotting against you just right. with your hands on his shoulders you lock eyes, his gaze dark, possessive.

”go on then, show me how much you need it”

so his heavy grip tightens around your hips, guiding you forward so the edge of the buckle grinds against your clit just right, the sensation sending your back to curl. fingers tightening onto his wide shoulders, your head falls back as your clothed skin makes contact with the cold metal.

mingi latches onto your neck, pearly whites caressing the surface as he licks up the sticky skin. his dyed hair a mess, your other hand tightens its grip around the roots, chest pressing tightly against his as your grinds deepen.

”c’mon slut, make yourself cum for me, maybe then i’ll spare you more”

his words are so venomous, yet they make your heartbeat run, your movements speeding up. there was nothing more you wanted in this moment then have mingi buried deep in you, letting you fall apart on his thick cock.

his other hand finds the button of your shorts, tugging on it as his mouth travels around your neck and chest. lifting you off for just that second, you’re now exposed against him, your bare dripping pussy making contact with the coldness of his belt buckle.

with the sensation of his mouth on your skin, hands spreading you open for him, and the buckle grazing against your core, you can feel yourself clamping up, and mingi can notice it too. his touch becomes more desperate, more controlling, forcing you down against him with such force you can't do anything else but come apart for him.

"yeahhh that's right doll there you go" his right hand snakes from your hip to pass over your puffy clit, the touch making you yelp out to him.

flipped over now, your head lays against a pillow, body limp as mingi pulls your ass to meet his hips. with a clang of his belt hitting the ground, you feel the wetness of his tip against your opening. with a few strokes, he guides himself in, invading your space quickly.

"fuck- mingi-" your voice comes out strained, his hand closing around your throat as he pulls you up to him. he chuckles, moving back to thrust back in.

"take it, i know you want it."

with a harsh slap of your cheek, his pace goes furious, pounding you deep into the mattress, your head dropped back to the pillows, chest heaving from the impact. hips snapping against you, the skin of your ass burns red from the touch, mingis hands scorthing against the scene.

"you just love this dick don't you? keep coming back to me like a desperate slut"

you're too far gone to fight back his words, deep down knowing he's right. as your walls tighten around him, mingis hips stutter, a deep groan tearing out from him. your back arches further as he pushes down on your back, holding you down to his mercy.

"gonna cum all up in this pussy yeah? my pussy, all mine"

your jaw hangs open, but no words manage to come out, only pleading noises and satisfied moans as mingis tip makes contact with you sweet spot. with one more push, you feel yourself gush down on him, the liquid of your release sticking to his thighs, making ropes between your bodies as he keeps going.

you slightly turn your head back to meet mingi, the view making you clench just that one more time. his eyes are focused on the spot where your bodies meet, eyebrows furrowed, lips parted, sweat trickling down his damp torso.

"oh fuck- do that again" mingis eyes meet yours as you clench down on his cock once more, his composure snapping as his seed floods your hole.

buried deep in you, he falls forward towards the bed frame, holding himself up against it, heaving hard. you try to twist to look up at him, it only causing your ass to pull up against his sticky pelvis, his hand quickly pressing you back down.

"if you do that i'll have to fuck you again"

with a slightly chuckle, you move again, with a grinding motion, moving up and down on his again hardening cock. with a sigh, his other hand leaves the headboard, closing around your throat slightly. levelling himself down to you, he gives you a devilish grin.

"you want to get ruined doll?" with a nod, you bite you lip, hand caressing his pierced nipple. mingi huffs a breath, nodding to himself.

"alright baby, don't say i didn't want you."

Early morning air fills your lungs, toying your skin as you sprint on the green field. shoes tied tight, you’re focused on the sharp movements of your football, bouncing on the surface of the grass.

the time on your watch ticks 6:30 am, only the company of yourself out here. well, except for hongjoong.

hongjoong was your boyfriend of two years, him being in the college track team as a captain, you being the football team captain. many early mornings find you out here on the college campus grounds, out on the fields practicing with ease. today was one of those days.

as you puck in your last goal for the morning, you huff out some air, brushing sweat off your forehead. turning over to your left, you spot hongjoong running circles on the field, body pumping adrenaline and energy. his short red hair is matted down by sweat- running down his neck too- mouth parted open.

catching your gaze, he averts his destination, making his way towards you with a grinning smile, flashing his pearly whites. you shake your head as he makes his way closer, arms opening wide for you.

”no! don’t even think about it!”

”c’mon baby it’s just one hug!”,

hongjoong chuckles, speeding up as you start to run away from his sweaty body. as sweaty as you are, you don’t want his sweat on you right now. hongjoong knows this well, but loves to be a tease.

hongjoong’s toned body is covered by a blue tracksuit jacket, with NO1 lettering in the back. he's also wearing matching shorts, showing off his muscular thighs. they're glistening in sweat, the early morning sun rays painting the skin.

you try to run away from him as fast as you can, rushing off the field into the sidelines. of course, hongjoong being such a great runner, he's not bothered at all. feet moving with swift movements, he's catching up to you in no time. quickly, in the corner of your eye you spot the old supply shed, and an idea forms.

as hongjoong chases behind you, you take a quick turn to the shed, hoping he won't catch up to you before then, leaving you time to close the door on him.

"catch me if you can!" you yelled back to him with a challenging grin. something sparkles in the corner of hongjoongs eye as he locks in on you.

"oh game-fucking-on."

with all your energy and spirit, your legs thrust forward to the shed, air messing with your hair as you move with quick ease. you arrive to the door in no time, turning back and flashing your tongue at hongjoong before slamming the door shut.

with a deep sigh, you sit down on the pile of gym mattresses on the ground, patting yourself on the back. then, the hammering comes on the door, and you can't help but chuckle.

but your amusement gets cut short, as the old wooden door creaks open, in flooding some light and a red head of hair. with that unmistakable laugh, hongjoong peeks in on you, like a devilish animal closing on its prey.

"so, about that hug hm?" you sigh, nodding with a light chuckle. it's fun playing games like this, works as extra practice too. hongjoong lends you a warm, slightly tired smile as he walks in on you. the door creaks loudly behind him, slipping closed.

sitting now next to you on the mattresses, hongjoongs other hand snakes its way around your waist, pulling you closer to him. the warmth of his skin burns against yours, the mutual sweat blending into one as hongjoongs both hands tuck you closer now. your hands automatically fly to his neck, tugging him closer to you by his nape.

what begun as a simple hug, became something else very quickly. hongjoongs hands travel down your body, tugging into the curve of your ass, lifting you to his lap. your hands tucked into his red hair, you pull him in for a wet kiss, pressing your tongues together like a seal. you couldn’t care less about getting sweaty anymore, the pure temperature of the shed making your skin burn.

“joongie..” you manage to whimper in the middle of your kisses. he grins against you, hands kneading your skin through your uniform shorts.

“-what if someone sees-“

“let em, might as well have everyone see how you’re mine, how i take care of you, how wet i make you”

“joong!” you push on his shoulder playfully, cheeks blazing as he starts to move you on his lap.

“it’s true though isnt it baby? or what are you saying you’re not wet right now hm?” hongjoong always has a way with his words, twisting your buttons just the way you like it. hips moving against him, you feel yourself grow wetter at his words.

one hand pulling past the hem of your shorts, ghosting ontop of your clothed pussy, he continues;

“let’s see shall we?”

without waiting for a response, hongjoongs fingers slip past your remaining clothes, two fingers now prodded against your soaked core. you feel yourself twitch in his arms, fingers tugging down on his hair for some control.

with ease, hongjoongs fingers find a familiar pattern on your pussy, circling your clit with just the right amount of pressure. your eyes wander from his body, back to the wooden door. hongjoong notices, his other hand gripping your jaw and spinning your gaze back to him.

“you ought to relax baby, nobodys going to catch us. plus.. if they did it wouldn’t matter”

“but.. joongie..”

just then his fingers slip down your skin, sliding right into where you need him most, and your voice shutters only coming out as a light whimper.

“you were saying?” hongjoongs voice burns down your ear as he whispers, mouth hot against your skin. his lips latch onto your neck, leaving behind some purple bruises while his fingers push down inside your gummy walls.

”please.. just fuck me” you feel yourself whisper, letting all dignity wither away due to pure need.

”what was that? can’t hear you over your wet fucking pussy being so loud” hongjoong mutters into your ear, nipping down on the lobe. you bite your lip, considering if to repeat yourself, but when hongjoong stops his fingers inside you, you’re left with no other choice.

”please joongie! just take me here please” with a satisfied smirk, hongjoong places a kiss on your temple.

”good girl, thought you’d never ask”

with that, hongjoong lifts you lightly to tug on his track shorts, swiflty tearing off the blue fabric off his skin. he also managed to pull of his underwear in the same pull, leaving him now fully bottomless before you. his cock stands tall and hard, leaking out to you like a desperate plea of its own.

you tug down your own shorts and tossing them off to the ground of the shed, you sit back down in hongjoong lap, letting him manouver you like needed. he’s slipped off his jacket, remaining in a black fitted t-shirt, your eyes drooling at the sight. hands on your hipbones, lifting you slightly, hongjoong slots himself between your parted lips.

”ready baby?” you nod, gripping down on his shoulder blades. with one agonisingly slow push, his tip pushes its way in, making your nails dig into his skin as you moan deeply.

one hand digging into his shoulder, your other trails back to his short hair, ripping tightly on the roots as he pushes himself in you with practiced ease. the thrust up slips in a little too easy, your wetness sticking down to his toned thighs as hongjoong fills you to the hilt. hongjoongs lips part as he lets out an amused chuckle.

“so wet.. so.. desperate” the way his words trail along it’s almost like hes talking about himself. not leaving you much time to think though, his hips resume themselves, thrusting up into you.

grinding down against him, your hips chase their own release as hongjoongs cock hugs your walls so fully. his mouth bites down on your shoulder blade as you attempt to pick a pace on him, moving yourself up just a tad.

his thumb spins comforting circles into your hips as he angles himself up better, tip kissing that softest spot in you; causing your pussy to twitch around him in pleasure.

“gonna come already are we baby?” you sigh out a moan, nodding swiftly as your hips start stuttering against his. hongjoong doesn’t seem to agree though, pulling you off his lap with one quick movement.

he spins you around, stomach down on the edge of the gym mattress, your entire body pressing down hard as his hand holds you on the surface. aiming himself properly again, his cockhead makes it way in you in seconds. faster, more eager now, hongjoongs hands knead the skin of your hips, pulling you closer.

“fuck joongie.. so deep-” hongjoong just chuckles slightly out of breath, his sweat smearing down your back. with a specially sharp thrust, he spoke:

“hold it. wanna cum with you baby” you attempted a nod, your body already feeling fucked out and exhausted.

curling up your other knee, hongjoong reaches a new depth, and you swear you can feel him in your chest. deep moans tear out of your mouth, his name spilling out like a chant. hongjoongs hips start shuddering as your pussy flutters around him.

his other hand leaves your hip, and before you can question it, a loud smack! bleeds into the air. hongjoongs handprint stains your right asscheek, the sensation burning on the spot. a new gush of slick trails down your hole to hongjoongs thighs now, the spank driving you insane.

”you’re gonna cum with me now like a good girl, make it good” hongjoong coos into your ear, bending down to press his warm body against yours.

you attempt to lift yourself up for more leverage, but hongjoong just pushes you down, gripping your shoulder blade for better force. as he keep hitting that perfect spot in you, you feel your thighs tighten, vision blur as you cum around him hard.

“ohhh yeah.. there she is” with those words hongjoong stills in you as well, spilling his seed deep in you.

you just stay there for a second, letting your heaving bodies rest against the damp mattress. hongjoongs lips latch a soft kiss on your cheek before he slowly pulls himself out of your wetness, a gush of release running down your thighs. as you attempt to get up, hongjoong shakes his head.

“no you stay here baby, i’ll go get a towel from my bag okay?”

you sigh with a nod, turning around to watch him move, covering your bottom with his tracksuit.

hongjoong shuffles up his shorts as he makes way to the door, pulling on the handle softly, but it doesn’t even shift an inch. he chuckles looking back at you, then tries again. after the fifth attempt of ripping on the handle for dear life, hongjoong sighs turning back to you. tapping away on his phone, he comes back towards you.

“seems we will be waiting here for a little bit” you nod, shaking your head at the absurdity of the situation. hongjoong on the other hand lets out a little chuckle, shaking his sweaty hair around.

“what’s so amusing?” now, his hand places over your plush thigh. brown eyes locking down on yours, he does that devilish grin, licking down his lips.

“since we will have time to wait, let’s make our time worthy shall we?” you raise a brow, hongjoong way ahead of you, knees on the dirty floor. as your fingers come to tug down on his roots, he chuckles.

“attagirl, now let’s see how much that pussy can take.”

Mingi has a whole thing for fingers. if his aren't buried in you, they'd be shoved down your throat. he knows the fixation goes both way too, always sure to present them to you, in any way possible. this evening is one of those many situations.

holding you down with one hand harshly against your abdomen, Mingis other hand is busy glazing over the outside of your sopping cunt. fingers lightly caressing over the skin, sliding between the slit causing you to twitch against his grip like a rag doll.

"patience now doll, thought you liked when I play with you with my fingers hm?"

nodding, you try to compose yourself. just then, a slick pop whirs in the air, Mingis two fingers gliding into your wetness. the lewd noises make your cheeks burn red from embarrassment, soon replaced by immense pleasure, his fingers curling just right against your sweet spot.

Mingis eyes are attentive on the scene, following his fingers as he pumps them in and out of you with a solid pace, biting down on his lip as they start to pick along your slick. with a devilish grin, he leans down against your warm skin, letting his tongue prob past his lips, licking down tiny kitten licks on the skin of his fingers as they move. the sensation is new, your fingers tugging on his blonde hair with newfound pleasure.

"mmgh you like that, don't you doll? always so desperate for me."

you nod, and as soon as you do his head tugs up with a smirk.

"can't let you finish too quickly now can I?"

yet, his fingers keep up their pace, pressing deeper now, his other hand pressing harder on your abdomen. it's like he's trying to tear your orgasm from deeper within, eyes glazing over you like a blaze.

suddenly, his hands tear away, swinging your body around so your ass is pressed up against his hard strained cock. he wouldn't go that far yet though. leaning down, his mouth ghosts over your pussy again before replaced by his fingers again, three this time, pushing in with ease. other hand snaked around your body, Mingi presses down on that spot again. a moan rips from deep within you, eyes rolling back.

three fingers deep in you causing squelching noises, his thumb places against your clit, moving in sync with his other fingers.

"now, you'll cum on my fingers like a good girl won't you baby hm? give it to me"

"min.. can't hold.." Mingi chuckles behind you, spitting down into his masterpiece, a moan slipping past his lips as well at the nasty sight.

with a few more pumps, feeling Mingis warm body behind you, breath looming on your back as he leans forward, your body locks. twitching takes over your body, pussy clenching around his lengthy fingers as they keep up their movement, prolonging your orgasm.

Mingis fingers keep up moving until you're writhing in sensitivity under him, hand reaching back to his. with one more pump, his fingers exit you with a loud squelch, the slick of your finish attaching to them. amused, Mingi turns you around with ease, locking eyes with you.

one hand beside your body, he settles close to your face so you can catch every second of what's next.

Mingi travels his fingers up to his mouth, his tongue presented out, inviting his digits into his warm mouth. tongue swirling around them sensually, you can't help but sigh deep at the sight. his eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed, Mingi makes a whole scene of it, fingers moving back and forth in and out of his mouth. your finish glosses his plump lips before he finally removes his fingers- and let's his tongue lick off the excess. with a whispered fuck, you pull him in for a kiss.

Whirring hums through the kitchen, your hands tapping a rhythm against the marble countertop. The warmth of the oven seeps out, keeping your legs comfortably snug as you wait for the whipped cream to form.

Baking is your favorite way to pass time when you’re bored and alone. Especially now with your boyfriend having busy schedules practicing for a new comeback, you figured making a surprise cake would give both of you a smile or two.

After what feels like forever, the cream is starting to look just right, the light shade of pink from the food coloring twirling in the mixing bowl. Pausing the machine, you plop the bowl on the smooth counter. Just before letting your finger catch a taste test, the noice of keys clattering comes from behind the front door. A familiar warmth tingles in your chest as you place down your bowl, preparing for whats to come.

With a towel combing down his blonde dyed hair, in walks Mingi, dripping in sweat. Stretching his neck from side to side, he shakes off the remaining adrenaline from dancing off his body. After spotting you in the kitchen, his lips turn upward to a soft grin.

“Hey princess, nice apron” he motions down to your pink stained apron with a big tied bow on the front. You give him a little airy chuckle before reaching up on your tippy toes for a kiss. Tender and warm, you let your hand trail down his sticky, covered chest as you come down.

“You weren’t supposed to come yet, this was supposed to be a surprise” You pout with your response.

Tugging the bowl back in your arms, you reach in for a final taste. Fingers covered in the pink paste, you let them travel to your mouth. Mingis response to your words comes out past his lips, but you totally missed it due to the pure visual shock before you.

Towel hung now on Mingis wide shoulders, arms all out in the open and as toned as ever, hair messy, a light trickle of sweat still gliding down his neck. As the sweetness of the whipped cream makes contact with your tongue, your movements slow due to your pure focus.

Mingis eyes travel down to the big bowl in your hands, letting out a warm chuckle.

“Quite a lot of cream for one cake doll, don't you think?” You nod slowly, letting your finger lay on your tongue just that much longer as your eyes linger on his flexed bicep.

Mingis eyes catch yours, raising an eyebrow. Looking down to the direction of your vision, he grins.

“You good there doll? Seems you’re a bit.. distracted” You shake your head to attempt to get out of your trance, but as soon as you do it gets worse.

One hand now on his hip, one laid on the edge of the counter- exposing the tight veins under the skin. You gulp heavily, letting your finger fall out of your mouth slowly. Mingi tilts his head to the side, following your attentive gaze. As you finally make eye contact, he grins again, dimples flashing.

“The cream’s that good huh?” His tone seeps sarcasm, and your cheeks burn. Then, his other hand from his hip reaches forward, diving into the pink swirl. Tongue slipping out past his plump lips, the cream melting onto the surface. Mingis eyes fall shut, overly acting out his enjoyment, letting a satisfied hum into the air. Eyes fluttering back open, he continues;

"Delicious." Answer kept short and simple, yet enough to drive you closer to the edge of losing it. As Mingi reaches out for more, you feel your knees buckle, aware of what's to come.

Your eyes travel back onto his glistening arms, the tight muscle of his forearm tightening as his finger swirls into his mouth. Your nails drag along the side of the mixing bowl, lip tucked between your teeth. Mingis eyes on you are following your every facial movement, the way your body shivers, ears glaring red, giving you away.

Moving closer painfully slow, Mingi finally lets his finger leave his mouth, causing a light pop sound to come with. Looking up at him, you finally snap. Extending out your hand, you make contact with the warm skin of his arms, gliding down the curve on the muscle. Mingi chuckles lowly. He knows, he always knows. With one more scrape down the muscle, you lock eyes with his, a pleading look spread on your face.

"What is it that you want doll? Hm? Tell me" Mingi coos, leaning forward, left hand caging you in by your waist. Your hand tightens its grip around his bicep, nails digging into the toned skin.

"Words baby, words" His mouth ghosts the side of your neck now, taunting you. With one deep inhale, you speak at last;

"Wanna touch on it- please" You motion your gaze to the exposed skin your hand lays on, Mingi finally letting his mouth latch onto your neck. You let a whimper pass your lips, causing Mingi to lightly nibble on the forming dark patch. Picking up his head, Mingi reaches forward to place a hungry kiss on your lips. Parting slowly, he spoke;

"I'm all yours princess"

With those words said, you tug on his arm, never losing the contact of your mouths as you move through the room. Eagerly, Mingi lets his tongue slip into your mouth, tasting the sweetness of the whipped cream. Sooner than later, his back comes crashing down on the couch, you straddling down on his left thigh.

Taking a second to appreciate the view that lays in front of you, your hand places gently onto his chest. Mingis chest heaves heavily, hands laid on your hip bones, lips puffy from contact.

Your eyes glance over to the left of you, the mixing bowl lying on the couch next to you. It's like a lightbulb appears on top of your head as you reach over to pull it closer. Mingi raises an eyebrow.

"Wha'chu got in mind there doll?" You bite down on your lip harder, thighs shaking against him as your fingers scoop up a good amount of cream. You look at him, finger twirling circles against his chest.

"Do you trust me?"

"Always" Mingis response comes fast, causing you to giggle. Tapping his left bicep, you advice him;

"Hold this out in front here, so it's closer to me" Flexing forward, Mingis left arm now lays before you in all its toned, tan glory. You feel him flinch slightly as the cold cream smears onto the skin, leaving a fat stripe of it on him.

Leaning forward, sticking out your tongue, your mouth latches onto the painted skin of Mingis bicep. The sweetness mixing with the taste of sweat on his skin- it’s causing you to sigh and whimper against it. Mingis one hand laid on your thigh tightens, a slight hiss passing through his lips.

Your actions get messy fast. The saliva drooling from your lips, cream smeared onto your lips and tip of your nose. Uncontrolled, your hips move against Mingis meaty thigh, the fabric of your shorts rubbing against your heat so tightly. Some of the drool from your lips slips down past you onto Mingi below you, causing him to groan.

”Shit baby- you’re so nasty for me”

Your eyes pin onto his, watching over as his lips part, eyes gloss over in lust and need. Swirling your tongue down the stripe of cream, you pick up for just a second to catch Mingis hot mouth on yours. More spit mixes into your mouth as the desperate kiss deepens, your body grinding up on him faster; deeper.

Mingi shivers against your touch as you pull back, a splash of pink cream on the side of his lips. Hovering just close enough, you lick the remainers of his mouth, causing Mingi to actually turn red, the muscles of his bicep between you tightening. You give him a smug grin, licking your lips before diving back down.

A mouth full of Mingis muscled skin and the pure sweet delight, thighs rubbing up against his, you feel your release tightening in your belly. It seems Mingi isn’t far behind- the way your knees buck forward towards his crotch every time you move.

Your one hand tugs on the fabric of his black top, holding on tight as you let your teeth sink into the muscled skin, not too hard, not too soft. Mingi goes berzerk, hips thrusting forward involuntarily.

”Shit- do that again”

You do as instructed, leaving faint bite marks down his arms, licking over them as you go. Feeling your composure slipping, the kisses and licks get more sloppy, more focused on chasing your high from your grinds. Mingi picks up on the cue, that one hand holding your hip guiding you forward.

”You can do it doll, come on, cum for me” He urges you, placing a kiss on your temple. Your mouth hangs open against Mingis skin, letting the moans tear out of you. Dropping his face a bit, Mingi comes down towards you, cooing in your ear.

”Love it when you get all desperate for me, so worked up over my arms huh? So nasty baby I love you”

His words are plenty enough to make the band of your pending orgasm snap, feeling your thighs shake against his. Your nails dig into the skin of Mingis bicep, chest heaving from exhaustion and bliss. Mingis hand on your hip brushes up and down, mouth placing tender kisses down your cheeks to your mouth. Tasting the sweet tang, he smiles against your mouth.

Before you can speak, the fire alarm from the kitchen comes blaring like a sudden warning. You basically jump off Mingi, stumbling your way into the kitchen on shaky legs. Shoving your oven mittens on, you pull out the remainers of your cake, black and burnt to crust. Mingi comes slowly behind you, hand rubbing the back of his neck before snaking it around your hip.

“Shit.. what do we do now?” You huff out in embarrassment. Mingi just chuckles, gripping you tighter.

Fingers tapping against the surface of the leather seats, the lull sound of rain pours outside the car window. Your eyes attentively follow Mingi at the corner of your eye, his other hand making patterns with quick speed.

He's nervous, of course he would be. Even you are feeling the nerves. But you've set yourself a goal of keeping Mingi company, making sure he is as comfortable as he can be, especially on such a big night like this.

The car comes to a halt, pausing in front of the venue. Mingi lets out a deep sigh before turning to you, big boba eyes spread even further than usual. You hold your hand out to lay on top of his, thumb brushing alongside his knuckles.

"They'll all love you" Mingi looks down at his feet once more before looking back to you.

"Promise?" You let a smile creep on your painted lips, nodding. Leaning forward just enough, you place a soft peck on his left cheek.

"Yeah Ming, I promise"

Hand in hand tightly, you enter the sea of flashing lights. The crowd turns into a wave of high pitched screams, the rain lightly pattering down. As you stop to let Mingi wave out to fans, you catch a glimpse of his face from the corner of your eye. Cheeks flushed in a light pink, that mischievous grin on his face. You feel pride bloom in your chest as you make your way inside. Mingis clammy fingers are now lighter against your grip; relieved.

This being your first proper high class party, you weren't sure what to expect; but this place certainly blew you away. People crowding every corner, the bass of the music echoing off the tall walls, red lights covering the area. Only the sudden pop of a champagne bottle brings you back to the moment, Mingi holding one glass to you with a grimace.

"You ready?" He asks. You nod, chuckling a bit.

"I thought that was my line" Mingi shakes his head, letting the hand that was on yours slip onto the curve of your waist.

"Don't worry, I got you as well" The way Mingi punctuated his words had you turning up a brow. He didn't leave you with much time to think upon it though, pulling you both into the crowd of people.

...

The night lingers on into the early hours of the next day as you down your third glass of champagne, the warmth of the drink burning in your chest. To your positive surprise, Mingi has started to warm up to the moment with ease. It's the extrovert pushing out of him, and it makes a smile creep to your lips.

Right now you remain sat on a big red couch, spinning your glass in-between your fingers as Mingi socialises with fellow artists next to some photographers. You can't help but feel the heat of the alcohol burn against your cheeks, especially every time you feel a gaze linger on you from the other side of the room.

Every time Mingi catches a look at you in the middle of his conversations, something burns inside you. Love, pride, need.

The way the lights of the room dance on his skin, the way his blonde hair frames his face so nicely. The way his shaped coat holds against his wide shoulder blades, the way his heavy chain lays against the slightly exposed skin of his neck; the way he looks at you like he doesn't need anything else in this world.

This time when you catch his gaze, you notice Mingi motioning you towards him, holding his hand out. On light feet, you walk over through the room, feeling Mingis gaze burn against you.

"Ah- there she is" Mingi chuckles, sneaking his hand to hold you next to him tightly; a familiar warm touch tingling against you. You lend him a tender -slightly drunken- smile.

You lean your head against him, giving yourself a little break. Just then, the dj graces the dance floor with one of your favourite songs, making you snap like awoken from a trance.

"Holy shit! Excuse us" you apologise to the person Mingi was discussing with before tugging him by the arm towards the noice.

Raising a brow, Mingi follows you like an eager wolf; guarding you as well as you go.

As the red lights flash your eyes, you've finally made it to the dance floor, body flowing with the beat at ease. Keeping Mingi close by, you turn to him as you move with the music, him following you. Sharing a gaze, you begin to move your hand to lay against Mingis chest. The simple touch is enough to light fire in him, eyes sparkling against the flashing lights.

Feeing the thump of the bass hammering against your chest, you let yourself get a bit more eager. You let your hand snake up his chest, now laying on top of his ice cold chain. Fingers tying around it, you pull on it lightly. Mingis eyebrows furrow a bit at the action, his hands flying to your hips to ground himself. The two of you just stand there for a minute, eyes locked deep on each other.

Then, Mingi leans down towards you, face lined up next to yours. He adjusts just close enough so you hear his whisper past the loud music;

"Bit ballsy don't you think?" You grin, tippy toeing up to meet his ear.

"Don't know what you're talking about" The hands that once laid on your hips now trails upwards, groping around the flesh of your sides. Mingi lowers himself once more, mouth hot against your skin.

"Ready to leave?" You couldn't nod fast enough, feeling yourself sitting in the back of your lift within minutes. Anticipation burns in your veins as Mingis hand lightly lays on your inner thigh, pressing down just enough to drive you insane.

...

When the lock of the hotel room clicks, Mingi has got you pinned against the surface of the bed within seconds, hands flown up for him to hold. His chain hands heavy against your chest as he heaves, licking his plump lips before diving for more of you.

Mouths entangled in a kiss, you let yourself melt into the silk of the bedspread, only feeling the heat of your skin as well as Mingis mouth against yours. As his tongue brushes against your bottom lip, you rush to let him in, the kiss turning into a pure mess. Spit trickles down the side of your cheek as Mingi groans against you, one knee stuffed between your thighs.

Your moan muffles against his mouth as Mingi tugs you closer, if possible. Hands now both heavy against your hip bones, he pulls you to the edge of the bed, your legs tied around his waistline. Pulling back for a minute, he looks down at you, chest thumping.

Slowly, he tears off his jacket, now laid shirtless before you, only his chain against the toned surface. Your mouth waters, hands flying forward to feel upon him. Mingi twitches as your cold hand makes contact with his scorching skin, lip tucked between his teeth. Fingers trailing down his torso, you land on the hem of his tailored pants, looking up at him with a pleading look.

It takes no words, Mingi eager to please, tugs his pants off swiftly just enough to let himself fall bare in front of you. His hard cock hangs heavy as you nudge him closer with your legs, just enough for him to make contact with your clothed core. It erupts a moan to slip out from both of you, sharing a desperate look.

"Promised I'd make it up to you didn't I?" Mingi chuckles lightly as his hands glide up and down your back.

Impatient, you untie yourself from Mingi just enough to shove off your bottoms, now just in your red silk dress, hugging your body so nicely Mingis cock twitches at the sight.

Adjusting you back around him to line you perfectly to him, Mingis eyes catch yours again like earlier that night, burning with the same desperate need.

"Ready doll?" You nod, hands laid on his shoulder blades.

Mingi pushes himself in lightly, his cockhead enough to spread you out already. Gripping with your nails onto him you moan out his name, Mingis cheeks burning red with heat. One hand on your hip, he lets the other go to your chest, pulling down your dress just enough for your breasts to flow out of the fabric restrains.

"So soft- so beautiful- so mine" Mingi groans as his finger toys your nipple, hand kneading the surface of your tits.

"Ming-" a strained moan tears from your throat, a vein on his cock hugging against your wall so tightly.

"Yeah? That feel good?" He grins, his mouth placing a wet kiss on your left breast. Your nails dig deep into his shoulder blades as you feel him everywhere around you. The way his cock drills into that soft spot inside you, the way his mouth sucks down on your breast, the way his hands are buried into the skin of your thighs; you feel your release tighten in your belly.

"Fuck- Mingi-" He looks up at you, eyes sparkling as he groans against your skin. His tongue glides along your nipple, sucking down on the peak.

"Gonna cum baby? Yeah? Gonna cum on me?" He mumbles between sucks, making you nod frantically.

Your nails drag up his back, leaving behind a trail of red lines before tying into his blonde hair, tugging on the roots. Mingi whimpers against you at the sensation, the vibration burning against your skin, pushing you overboard.

Mingi can feel it, of course he can- he knows you best. Not stopping his movements, he's keen on making your orgasm last as long as possible, wet mouth still exploring all the valleys and lows on your chest.

When you start to wriggle against his touch, he knows he's pushing his limits, toying with your oversensitivity. Finally, when you tug harshly enough, Mingi leans up from your chest, standing enough to hover you, hands on the bed.

He grins at you with a satisfied look, leaning back down to catch your mouth in an embrace, tongue peeking out before your lips even touch. You can feel him smirk into the kiss, making your hands tighten against the back of his neck.

"You don't think I'm done yet do you baby?" Mingi mutters between kisses, making the familiar heat bloom within you with ease.

Mingis lips start to trail south, moving down from your lips to your neck, one hand now tugging your dress upwards, exposing more of you to him. Your cheeks flame red as you see Mingi look up at you from stomach, eyes dangerously mischievous, like he's going to show you the stars.

The floorboards creak slightly as Mingis knees make contact with the surface, hands now spreading your thighs open to his vision. Gliding his tongue on his lips, he looks starved. He's in no rush though, kissing up your inner thighs, pausing to give every little mole a personal lick. Your hand lays lightly against his head, not pushing, just holding for support.

As Mingis face nears your pussy, he looks back up at you, fluttering his dark eyelashes. He gives you a devious smirk before blowing a light wiff of air into your sensitive lips.

”Ah- Ming-” your fingers tie into his hair within seconds, attempting to hold him back.

”Sensitive?” he coos, hand pulling your opening to better his vision. You nod, gulping down a moan begging to tear out.

”Just relax, I got you baby” Mingis eyes sparkle up at you once more, thumb spinning a comforting circle into your thigh before focusing back down.

He lays out his tongue flat before leaning towards you, licking up a stripe from your opening to your clit. The sensation has your toes curling, mouth hanging open.

”Ming- I won’t last long-” your words come out as desperate whimpers, making your cheeks blush. Mingi only hums in response, tongue spinning eager circles on your puffy clit.

Mingis mouth is everywhere. When he goes to prod your hole, his sharp nose pushes up against you, making your hips involuntarely push up against it. You feel Mingi chuckle lightly against you at the reaction, hands kneading the skin.

”Yeah, ride my nose till you cum baby” he murmurs, mouth glossy with your slick. Mingi looks so beautiful, makeup messy, hair ruffled.

Waisting no time, he plunges back down, nose nudging up against your clit, moving it with purpose this time. Your fingers tighten against his blonde hair, pulling on the strands.

Hips grinding down on his nosebridge once more, you feel yourself come crashing down on his face. Your body tries to pull up, but Mingis strong grip holds you down, mouth lapping up all he can as you keep coming.

Lastly, he places a small kiss against your lower stomach before rising back up to you, grinning like the happiest man in the world. Fingers rustling his hairs, you lend him a fucked out smile. You feel too exhausted to even talk, just placing your forehead on his, hand snaked around his neck.

”I love you” You huff, out of breath. Mingis cheeks flame red, lips turnt up to a smile.