#belazygal

It’s nine o’clock in the quiet Sunday morning; you’re often naturally awake from your sleep around this hour.

Slowly opening your heavy eyes, the pleasant sight of Younghyun with a warm smile and a look of fondness greets you, his face only inches away from yours.

“Hey baby.”

His soft, yet deep morning voice being the first thing you hear is making your heart flutter; days like this is common like any other days you have with him, but it’s definitely one of the greatest blessings you count—something you never take for granted, ever.

Your lips curl into a smile, but appearing faint as a result of you just waking up and feeling a little groggy.

“Mhmm… cold,” you let out a small hum as you close your still droopy eyes back and snuggle closer to him comfortably; breathing in the lingering scent of his cologne—it brings ease to your state of mind.

Younghyun chuckles at your action as he wraps his arm around your body, his palm on your head pulling you in gently towards his chest.

“Wanna warm up?”

The suggestive tone in his sudden whisper instantly makes your eyes open as you look up at him, your lips breaking into a naughty grin.

Of course he would ask that.

“I don’t have the energy now, though… last night was…,” you’re dawdling in your answer, until he leans in to give you a quick peck on your lips, deliberately cutting off your sentence.

“Yeah, you were extra wild last night, huh?” He teases, and you feel heat rise in your face at his words; your mind is doing a quick flashback to last night’s session where you were riding him fervently than ever before, the sex lasted longer than usual.

“I… don’t know what you’re talking about…,” you reply, sheepishly this time, as you look away pretending to avoid his eye contact; blushing.

“It’s okay, I’m the one who does all the work anyway.” He lets out a silly giggle, scoring his chance at teasing you again, but always lovingly.

“Shut up.”

You slap his chest jokingly upon hearing his response and say nothing in your own defence, because, well, he’s indeed right.

Younghyun shifts in his position to give you a peck again, this time on your cheek; then gently brushes your messy bangs away from your forehead.

For a moment in the comfortable silence, he stares at you in great admiration as much as you do at him too; faces beaming with affection in the delightful presence of each other.

His foxy eyes boring into you, though, are the sexiest thing you’re seeing right now—it’s making you insane that you have to quit the quiet.

“Is this a staring contest?”

The sexual tension in the air tones down a little when Younghyun breaks into a hearty laughter, only to rise again when his hand comes up to cradle your jaw delicately.

He tilts his head a little and closes the distance, but stops to glance down at your luscious lips then back up to your innocent eyes—butterflies in your stomach knowing he’s about to kiss you.

“Let me have my breakfast, yeah?”

His voice gets even raspier when he speaks dirty innuendos, it sends you into overdrive and you feel your pussy throb at his words.

Younghyun wastes no time to join his lips with yours as soon as you nod in agreement to his request, or you’d rather say, a command, by the way he sounds—one you always comply to—and you reciprocate, starting off sweet and slow.

Lips not breaking off from yours, he moves his body to hover over yours now as he gently massages your shoulder, then down to your arm; later bringing his hand to fondle your breasts and squeeze them sensually.

His hands roaming all over you are big and rough in contrast to your smaller figure and the softness of your skin; each of your breasts taking turns while his fingers play with your nipples in between the caresses.

You whimper into his mouth amidst the kissing, you both stealing breath every now and then, but not ever breaking away from each other; the makeout session getting intense but sloppy by the minute.

His tongue however is constantly making its role prominent, even more active and dominant against yours, you’re not even trying to fight—it’s a losing battle to you anyway.

The kiss, heated and arousing is eventually broken off—Younghyun initiates it, unwillingly so, but he’s getting worked up and can’t wait any longer either.

He moves to make his way down to your exposed chest, and you lie flat on your back to give him a better access, instinctively.

His lips are now latching onto your tits and sucking on your perky nipples hungrily, giving them a different treatment his hands couldn’t seconds ago, but just as erotic.

You feel him bite into your tender skin as he’s basically devouring your breasts now—gently but enough to leave a little mark there, the sensation of it soliciting broken moans from you; your hands buried in his hair are a green light for him to do you further.

He’s been going on at it for some good minutes, and as much as he’s reluctant to move on from his favourite body part of yours, he finally lets go to pepper your torso with smooches all over.

You squirm slightly, still in control of yourself—or at least, that’s what you think—but start to lose composure soon enough when his lips trace along your stomach down to your navel, ticklish at the feeling of his stubble dragging across your skin.

He goes further below until he comes eye-to-eye with your clothed pussy, his hands resting at the beautiful curve of your hips.

You’re preparing yourself in great anticipation for the goodness that’s coming when his fingers hook at the waistband of your underwear, but he’s yet to take it off.

You peek down at him when you realise he stops doing anything, and your face immediately flushes upon meeting his lust-filled gaze; you swear you can feel it pierce into you.

“Best part of the meal.”

He gives you a smirk—one so full of mischief, as he has his eyes set on yours still, wanting to watch you watch him as he kisses your clit through your underwear, and although the fabric is thin, it’s the major annoyance separating you and him right about now—making you bite your lip in frustration.

You love how Younghyun wants to take his time with you to make you feel good, but can’t bear the teasing that happens before.

Nope, not now, especially not now.

“Younghyun, just get to it, please…,” you plead, sounding weak already and desperate enough for him to give you what you want—actually, it’s what he needs—his greedy fingers pulling your panties down in one swift motion then, and now you’re presenting yourself fully naked for him.

Younghyun is enjoying the marvellous scene in front of his eyes, he can see how wet you’ve gotten, your slick making your pussy glisten for him and him only.

“So pretty.”

He holds each of your thighs to keep them apart and starts kissing your clit again, making you whine as you finally feel the direct contact of his tender lips on your sensitive part.

His tongue never ceases doing its duty from the get-go, his skilful flicks on your cunt make you throw your head back in satisfaction; your eyes shut taking in the divine pleasure he’s giving you.

“Oh my god… Younghyun…,” you moan his name, slutty sounds roll off your tongue too easily.

It’s true, he eats you out like a man starved—in fact, he’s an expert at that, always attentive to your needs and eager to pleasure you.

You’re expecting he would use his fingers too and you crave so right at this second, badly, but you forget all about it when you feel him work thoroughly on your pussy just with his tongue, finding your sweet spot after what feels like torment, and that alone is enough to make you ascend to heaven—it’s exactly what he’s making you feel right now, and it definitely helps that you’re sensitive and get easily stimulated.

“Oh… oh, Younghyun… right there…,” you beg as you’re nearing your climax; the few final brushes of his tongue have your toes curling and your back arching, head feeling a little dizzy.

“Let go, pretty baby, come on,” he murmurs quick to encourage you and for sure, it’s not your boyfriend if he doesn’t shower you with compliments.

Your legs tremble as you cum then, writhing in place as he sucks on your juices like he’s inhaling oxygen; the grip of his hands pressing on the side of your thighs tells that he’s rejoicing in the taste of you.

You come down from your high, but feeling tingly nonetheless when Younghyun smooches the inner part of your thighs.

He moves back up all the way to your face to kiss you, grinning from ear to ear when he pulls away.

“You gotta have your breakfast too.” He winks, and you flash him a seductive smile, understanding what he means.

You glance down at him where the bulge of his cock in his briefs evident; and you certainly can’t keep your hands to yourself any longer as you reach lower to rub his still clothed dick, already half-hard.

Younghyun kisses you again and again, it’s almost like his life depends on it, while you help him remove himself out of his undergarment.

“Wow…,” you shamelessly slurp at the perfect view of his cock in front of you; deliciously thick, precum coating at the tip—you’ve got to admit it’s your turn to be consumed by hunger even greater.

“You want my cock, baby?”

Younghyun smirks and raises a brow at you, his tone arrogant, rightfully so—knowing that you indeed crave for him.

You see him like this so often, but it always feels like you’re taken back to that one day; the mixed feeling of nervousness and excitement at the thought of having his dick in your mouth for the first time.

“Yes, yes please… I need it so bad.”

Begging for him ever so desperately, voice sultry and eyes pleading; in no way can he refuse you.

Younghyun strokes his cock a few times and holds it to your inviting lips, smirking at your anticipating expression.

“Suck it, baby,” he orders, and he lets you replace his hand on his cock while you lift your head a little to take him in your lying position, as obediently as you are.

You give the tip a kiss beforehand, then pamper it with a few kitten licks to get it wet; drawing out a quiet moan from him. “Fuck… you’re so good.”

You then progress to carefully accommodate all of him, inches by inches, his thick girth filling up your mouth.

You start bobbing your head up and down his cock; honestly struggling a little bit because of the position that you’re in, but happy that you manage to give him the right amount of pleasure when you hear more groans tumbling out of his mouth.

“Shit, baby… putting those pretty lips to good use, hm?”

He never stops showering you with praises too, and now he can’t refrain from holding your hair in a messy bun, shoving his length in and out of your mouth—his thrusts are relentless, but at the same time not too harsh, cautious not to hurt you.

You’re getting lightheaded from the thought of him being lovey-dovey earlier to him doing you a little rough; at present he’s in full control and you’re willingly letting him fuck your mouth.

You’re very much drooling at the steamy act, and you peek up at him with your eyes getting watery, noticing his eyebrows twitched and jaw clenched—signs that he’s going to explode and you know that all too well.

“Shit… I’m gonna cum,” he gives you a notice with bated breath, but you don’t have to be reminded of how to respond to it—you already have your mouth wide open with your tongue out, enthusiastic to have your first treat of the day.

Younghyun pumps his cock faster, feasting on the image of your sensuous face he wants to mark on his mind forever, while you knead your breasts with the intention to fuel him even quicker to his release; you being impatient yourself.

“Ah fuck… fuck, baby,” his deep grunts and unholy curses escaping him as he spills his seed into your mouth, his cum shots out to land perfectly on your tongue.

You take his cock in your hand again and suck him off several more times, letting out a ‘pop’ sound at the end, satisfying to his ears—it’s you showing him your gratitude as you savour every precious drop.

Younghyun brings his thumb to caress your cheek in adoration as he intently watches you swallow his load and lick your lips clean.

“That was nice… you’re always so good to me, sweetheart.” He leans down towards your face, attaching his lips to yours for a deep kiss.

At that exact moment your heart skips a beat, positively giddy hearing his words of affection and the particular pet name like he calls you that for the first time.

He then moves to get off from on top of you to lay by your side, and you automatically nestle into him as he pats your head lovingly.

“Think I’ll just cook for brunch today… anything you’d like? Or should we order in?” You ask with genuine curiosity, suggesting you both should spend the whole day at home instead of going out—as you bat your eyelashes, making him fall deeper for your charm.

“Just be lazy today, baby girl.” Younghyun boops your nose, his reply implying that you can put off whatever thoughts for later—because right now he has you in his embrace, arms draping around you tight and you’re muffled nicely in the warmth of him—he wants to stay like this for a little longer, and you do, too.

You smile sweetly in return, touched by the way he cares for you every time. Snuggling up to him even closer, bodies attached to one another—you bury your face in his chest cosily as he rests his chin on your head.

With eyes drowsy again from the recent warming up activity; you both doze off for some more time, relishing the perfect moment of intimacy together.

contains: smut, explicit language, fluff, size difference, praise kink, dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie

On days where you come home before Younghyun, you would usually see him walk in the door, beaming with excitement—but there are undeniably days when exhaustion is evident in his face, even from a distance.

As soon as his shoes are off, he slumps onto the couch right away across from where you sit in the kitchen bar.

“Hey, baby,” you start off a conversation, peeking at him from behind your laptop. “You okay?”

“Hey…,” he replies wearily, shutting his eyes and leaning further back against the couch. “Yeah… just a little tired.”

You watch him intently with a worried look, and you’re sure it’s the round-the-clock schedule he’s been committing to all week piled up as one huge weight when you hear him let out a particularly heavy sigh.

Younghyun takes off his watch and loosens his tie, then undoes the upper buttons of his shirt, all on autopilot—it makes you feel some kind of way.

Your mind taking you to all the times those fine fingers of his play with the hem of your blouse, undress you out of it and give you the treatment you deserve…

Taking the chance, you walk over to him; his eyes are made open again by the feeling of your soft tap on his knees, and soon enough you’re straddling his lap where you fit perfectly, with his hands settling on your hips.

You greet him first thing with a smooch on each of his cheeks as your hands cradle his jaws, caressing his ears then down to his nape, the touch slow; fingers gradually moving upwards again in soothing motions to massage his head.

“Baby…,” Younghyun halts you with a gentle hold on your wrist, wanting you to look properly into his eyes.

He puckers his lips close to yours, earning a hearty chuckle from you in response, and you catch on to the signal, leaning in to eventually meet his pouty lips for a share of tender kisses.

You can’t help breaking into a smile as well when you feel the corner of his lips curve in the middle of it, and that’s when you both pull apart; grinning at each other with affection.

“Welcome home, Younghyun.”

“Mmm… this is always the best thing ever to come home to,” he utters softly, his fingers moving up your thighs and slipping into your short nightdress from underneath. “It’s like all my worries in the world are gone.”

“So my kisses work?” You bat your eyelashes flirtatiously at him, easing him further with some playful remark.

“Definitely.” He extends his arm to caress your cheek, still smiling though appearing faint; tiredness is yet to wear off, but there’s clear sincerity in his voice. “Just looking at your face… just being with you puts me in a good mood.”

You respond with a cheeky smile and join your lips to his for several more soft kisses; later pulling away to study his face, looking into his tired eyes, a little droopy.

“Younghyun…,” you murmur, holding his face in your delicate hands. “Are you getting enough rest at all?”

“I am, baby. I swear,” he chuckles, aware that his current appearance might’ve come across as alarming. “Sorry… didn’t mean to look like shit in front of you.”

“No, why would you say that.” Squeezing his cheeks in your palms, you leave a lingering kiss on the wrinkles forming at the corner of his eyes. “You’ve worked hard, Younghyun. You did great today, too.”

Younghyun smiles broadly at your words, and rather than the compliment alone, it’s more about the way you express his name so fondly that warms him.

“Thank you, baby… the schedule has been super crazy this week.” He stretches his neck and presses into his arms then, sensing the slight soreness in the muscles. “Almost like my body is gonna break down.”

“I can help you with that.”

You place your hands on his tense shoulders, applying pressure along them with the genuine intent to help him let off some steam, but it only invites a cackle from him.

“What are you doing, hm? I can barely feel these little hands of yours…,” he teases, giggling still as he brings his hands to envelop yours completely.

“Ugh, you’re so mean,” you grunt, jokingly swatting his hands away. “You know these little hands are great at something else, though.”

You trace along the buttons of his shirt, from his chest down to the crotch of his jeans, rubbing sensually on his bulge.

“You’re always up to something, aren’t you?”

“Wanna make you feel good, Younghyun.” Your voice comes out seductive; fingers already making their way onto his belt. “Like how you make me.”

A smirk of delight and mischief spreads across his face. “I’m honoured.”

While Younghyun is removing his jeans and briefs entirely, you lean in towards his lips, making yourself occupied as well with kissing him in an eager manner, yet your pace calm—wanting to relish every precious second of these intimate moments with him.

You both are getting lost in exchanging open-mouth kisses, the makeout session is then quick to turn messy when both your tongues lap onto one another, shoving into each other’s mouth; soon taking turns licking jaws and nibbling ears.

Younghyun is naturally dominating; not leaving even a tiny bit of area around your lips not devoured, from your philtrum to your chin, he has you sighing out of pleasure.

The strings of saliva bridging your lips together for every brief pause you both steal evoke a tingly sensation; you can feel the natural lubricant from your pussy building up, as well as his growing length beneath you.

You dribble some saliva onto your fingers with Younghyun’s eyes fixed on you; he’s getting strongly aroused by the way the liquid trickles out of your mouth, even more so when you bring to smear it on the head of his dick and down to the shaft; your wet hand is now leisurely stroking his cock.

He reaches out his hand for your pussy at the same time, rubbing your clit and slipping into your hole easily as if your dampness is pulling his two fingers in, stretching you open meanwhile the actions of mouth-on-mouth resume.

“Ah—,” you gasp at the feeling of his fingers going a little faster; breaking off the sloppy kiss.

“Come on baby, sit on my cock.”

You can hear the impatience in Younghyun’s tone, he’s getting worked up more than you are; the desire in him is made obvious all over his face too when you notice his lustful glare and furrowed brows.

He runs his palm along your ass and pulls your panties to the side while you place your hands on his broad shoulders as support, lifting yourself up to accommodate yourself onto his hardening cock.

“Oh… Younghyun…,” you can’t help emitting a moan already at the first inch as you sink down slowly, deeper and deeper until his dick is sheathed nicely inside your walls.

Younghyun bunches up your dress for a better view of where your bodies connect, savouring every second of it. “You’re taking all of me… good girl.”

You circle your arms around his neck and position yourself comfortably, then you begin to move at a pleasantly slow speed; taking your sweet time with riding him.

Younghyun shuts his eyes again, this time letting out a sigh of relief; deeply immersed in the feeling of your pussy gripping deliciously around his cock.

“You feel so good, baby… just what I needed after a long day.”

You smirk seductively, then lean backwards and rest your hold on his knees as a leverage to grind down on his lap, carrying out your movement just as steady and sensual.

“Why don’t you tell me about it,” you coax him in a tempting whisper; a sense of fulfilment washing over you seeing him in a much relaxed state. “I wanna hear about your day, Younghyun.”

He smiles pleasedly even before opening his eyes, now grinning wider to the perfect view of you—sultry face, half-naked with your nightdress barely covering your body, the smooth fabric of silk slipping off your shoulders revealing your chest—he absolutely can’t resist.

“I was going to… but you’re distracting me, darling.” He caresses your breasts bouncing in his face, fingers toying gently with your nipples. “What a wonderful view.”

You giggle cheekily, blushing; while you have your palms resting on his sturdy chest now, fingers grasping at his wrinkled shirt. “But I wanna listen to you yap.”

“Yeah? You wanna know what happened?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Well… my mind was all over the place, baby,” he pauses for a second, accumulating the tension.

“But all I kept thinking about was you… that I couldn’t wait to come home… and have you ride my cock.”

“Mm-hmm…,” you whimper quietly, feeling your pussy clench tighter at his words; the thought of him having such an imagination entices you to move fervently than before.

“You, helping me loosen up after work… by riding my cock…,” he deliberately repeats; hands roaming upwards along the curves of your body and coming to a rest on the sides of your neck, “with this hot body of yours, and this pretty fucking face.”

Younghyun’s voice goes huskier every time he talks you through, it instigates something in you—so much so that you shift your hands from his chest to grasp onto his forearms, ardently working your way up and down his shaft while occasionally moving your hips in circular motions.

“Fuck… there you go, baby.”

Younghyun grabs your ass then, kneading with his large hands pretty much engulfing the flesh of it, guiding you along his length and encouraging you to move quicker.

“You like doing this, hm? You like riding my cock?” He delivers light spanks to your ass, but continuously so that he leaves marks nonetheless; sweat begins to develop on your forehead as a result of the atmosphere heating up.

“I love it… I love it so fucking much,” you reply in between breathy moans, your own movements going increasingly fast. “Love making you feel good, Younghyun.”

“Yeah? You’re such a good girl, aren’t you…,” he coos at you, crumpling up the edge of your dress in his hand when it gets in the way yet again. “Welcoming me so prettily like this… pleasant to my eyes.”

“Mmhmm, yes… all for you… just how you like.”

And Younghyun just keeps on going.

“You wanna know what else went on my mind at work?” His hands travel from your knees until he finds his way on the sole of your feet, casually giving you erotic touches everywhere; your body burning under his fingertips.

Whiny moans are all you manage to react with as you continue rocking yourself against him, but you can’t lie that you’re about to lose your tempo—and Younghyun takes over just at the perfect timing.

“I was thinking about fucking you hard, baby, just like this.”

Younghyun hugs your body, abruptly adjusting himself in his seat to manspread wider, and without warning, he thrusts up into your cunt roughly; assuming control as he usually does.

The position hasn’t changed, but the different angle in which he drills his cock into your sweet spot now grants him access to reach for depth mind-blowing to you—making you whine and grab onto the headrest of the couch as he fucks you from below.

Younghyun goes faster and faster, yet his shoves maintain sharp that your body spontaneously inclines towards him in the action, and he buries his face in your breasts; not letting his lips miss the chance to suck on your nipples, licking all the way up to your collarbones.

The sensation of it makes you throw your head back, your now arched posture allowing him to kiss erratically further down on your torso, leaving wet trails all over your sensitive skin as he goes.

“Oh my god, fuck…,”

His eyes peek up to watch you go speechless; eyes rolled back and mouth agape—the certain expression that gets him greatly motivated to keep going.

“Younghyun, I’m gonna—,” you elicit an urgent cry the moment he finds that specific spot inside you; overwhelmed by the feeling of him hitting it relentlessly.

“Do it, baby, let go,” he spurs you on, giving your ass a good squeeze as your climax approaches. “Be a good girl and cum on my cock.”

Not holding yourself back, you do exactly as he says; letting waves of orgasm surge throughout your whole body, shaking; fingers clutched onto the collar of his shirt, toes curling, legs quivering on his thighs.

“That’s it… fuck, your pussy feels so fucking good… so tight…,” he praises, taking in the feeling of your cunt squeezing his cock as he’s nearing his turn as well. “I’m gonna cum, baby.”

“Cum inside me, Younghyun,” you urge him with needy whispers, fingers running greedily through his hair. “Please just use me as your relief.”

He thrusts up into you much harder; somehow gaining energy with each passing second as he has his mind set on burying his cock deep inside you at the end to give you what you want, much to his own pleasure.

And not long after, he spills his load inside you; digging his fingers into your ass as he feels his cock twitch, shooting thick ropes of cum into your soaked cunt.

“Fuck, baby… fuck…,”

You grind down on him lazily for some more friction, helping him empty his release as you both ride out your high; bodies pressed together for a good while before you lift yourself off of him slowly.

Biting your lip, you turn your head back to watch a glob of his cum mixed with yours dripping out, some of it forming creamy rings around his girth.

“Shit… that’s so hot.” The dirty work the two of you just made colours Younghyun amused; you both tittering with breath still unsteady. “Look at you, baby… you’re so fucking hot.”

You cover your face, cheeks burning at his compliment, at the same time feeling somewhat embarrassed. “I’m the one who’s supposed to move…,” you let out a bashful giggle, presenting him with a flushed look.

“Don’t worry about it, baby.” He laughs, tucking aside the messy strands of your hair getting in your forehead to see your glowing face better.

“Making you feel good makes me feel good.” Younghyun emphasises, as he pulls you closer for a reassuring kiss, and you let your body fall against his as you reciprocate.

“Wait, I kinda feel sticky…,” you mutter sheepishly, suddenly feeling self-conscious; fostering some lighthearted aftersex moments.

“I’ve always loved you as you are, darling. Love feeling your naked body against mine… love seeing that afterglow on your pretty face.”

Here he goes again, making you melt into a puddle, and honestly, there’s never been an awkward moment with him where he doesn’t know what to say.

“Oh my god, shut up. And I fucking love you, Younghyun. Even when you think you look like shit.”

Your playful reference to his words from earlier earns a burst of laughter from him, while he pats your head lovingly and stares in admiration at your cheerful expression.

It’s at that very moment that Younghyun feels all burdens fall off his shoulders, and concerns for the unknown future disappear; secretly wishing that time would stop.

“Let’s go clean up… I’ve prepared the bath for you.” You wink, snapping him back into the gift of the present. The gift of right now.

God, does he want to mark this on his mind forever.

“Thank you so much, sweetheart.” He kisses your cheek, there’s a radiant smile decorating his face—or rather, in his eyes especially; it’s entirely different from the gloomy look he had from before, and you feel butterflies in your stomach at this sight of him—one very, very dear to you.

Younghyun embraces you with arms draping securely around your smaller figure; getting up from the couch with you clinging onto him.

“Come on, baby.” He smooches your chest and caresses your lower back, gazing at you with a hint of suggestiveness. “Might as well go for round two in there.”

Home sweet home.

And to him, home is everything that you are.

contains: smut, explicit language, established relationship, dry humping, blowjob, unprotected sex, slight choking, size kink, praise kink, cum eating, reader is younger than younghyun and calls him daddy, read responsibly and be wise! <3

🎧 now playing diet pepsi by addison rae to set the mood :3

Like any other pitch-black nights filled with dead silence, tonight too seems to be usual; but not in your car, parked in an empty yard somewhere farther from the limelight.

The time is growing late into the darkness, but for you and Younghyun, it’s only the beginning of some wild shenanigan—one you don’t expect would happen, but also one that doesn’t come as a surprise.

You in your driver’s seat and Younghyun is in shotgun; facing each other, singing along silly to some mellow music and having relaxed conversations while he rests chaste touches on your thighs.

Staring at his face for as long as he’s absorbed in his own chitchat, you eventually yield to your urge—leaning in to peck him on the lips, then pulling away with a grin, only to be left with the strong desire of wanting to kiss him more.

“Oh? What was that?” He narrows his eyes at you in suspicion, displaying his silly brows habit.

“Just thought you’re looking very handsome.” Circling your hands around his neck, you play with his earlobe, adoring the two little moles on it and looping your pinky finger into his ear cuffs. “Like, crazy handsome.”

A knowing smile spreads across his face, and as if he possesses the power to read minds, there’s the sinful scenario running in your head—but it’s your expression of seductiveness that gives it away.

“What are you thinking about, hm?”

You purse your lips together, hiding a naughty smirk.

“Whatever you’re thinking about, daddy.”

Younghyun can tell you’re feigning innocence behind your supposedly shy smile, so he takes it up a notch by caressing your thighs slow and slipping in between them, stopping just right underneath the very hem of your mini skirt.

“I think you’re thinking about me doing things to you… right here, right now?”

“Nuh-uh,” you shake your head while your hands shift to fiddle with his tie, loosening it lightly. “That would be immoral.”

He scoffs softly at your response—at the naivety he hears in your tone—but he knows if he initiates something, you would follow with obedience.

“Baby,” he calls you with a low voice, “nothing is immoral if you don’t get caught.”

“I don’t wanna get caught…,” you utter, meeting his eyes that have turned visibly mischievous.

“Then we just have to be careful.”

Younghyun takes your wrists together in his hold and closes the gap, attaching his lips to yours for some tender kisses, until he cups your face in both hands and the tempo changes, melting into each other’s inviting mouth.

He then kisses his way down your neck with his warm breath blowing slow and his tongue lightly brushing against it, making you tilt your head back which naturally grants him better access; pleased with the way he never neglects the ticklish area where you love being pampered.

The upper buttons of your blouse have now come undone, enough for him to slip it off your shoulder with one swift motion of his hand, kissing deep on it.

As he runs his hand down your back, he coddles you with smooches along your collarbone and you feel the graze of his teeth on your shoulder again, aware that he’s about to leave a little mark, and he does—eliciting a soft mewl from you as you bury your fingers in his hair.

“Mmm— daddy, need you…,”

“I know, baby. Come here.”

Bothered by the nuisance separating your seats, you take advantage of the escalating pace, kicking your shoes off to try climbing over to him.

“Ow, shit,” you grumble, rubbing your knee when it accidentally hits the gearshift.

“This won’t do,” he giggles, entertained. “Let’s move to the backseat, baby.”

Getting out of the car is unnecessary, needless to say is a hassle; and Younghyun isn’t the type to waste a single second once he puts his mind to something.

He stoops his tall figure low to move to the back seats and makes himself comfortable leaning against the door, soon patting his thigh twice, motioning you to follow.

“Come on here. Gotta pick up where we left off.”

The enclosed space isn’t an obstacle for you to crawl over to him, finding yourself kneeling between his manspreading legs, your eyes gazing straight at the crotch of his pants with much anticipation.

It has never crossed your mind that you would see this ridiculously hot view of him in your car before; there are butterflies in your stomach and simply horniness overwhelming you—but you know you’ve got to wait.

You straddle his lap to land your body on top of his broader figure, and he instantly drapes his arms around you close in his hot embrace; one hand at the back of your head while another busy squeezing your ass.

Resuming the passionate acts of kissing, Younghyun slips his tongue into your mouth, and you match his momentum; tangled with one another, every now and then emitting soft moans.

He starts nibbling hungry on your lower lip that your saliva drools down your chin and mixes with his, making you whimper as you feel the messiness of it around your mouth; aroused.

His hands roam down to lift your skirt up to your stomach, exposing you in your panties but in the lack of light, it’s the dampness of your clothed pussy against his covered cock that he feels rather strongly.

“Got you real wet, baby. You don’t mind us doing this immoral thing, hm?” He mutters teasingly in between devouring your lips.

“Mmm, don’t remind me… I love this,” you give him a bashful reply, then perfecting yourself into position with your arms resting on his broad chest, grinding yourself down on him.

Younghyun sneaks his hands in the middle to unbutton the entirety of your blouse now, removing it off you then unclasping your bra in a haste; the clothings now are left hung on the headrest of the front seat.

“You’re so damn beautiful.”

He marvels at the perfect sight of your breasts in front of him, not holding back, he latches onto one nipple with his lips, simultaneously tugging gently on another in between his index and middle finger, and you moan, while he savours the way your sensitive buds perk up at his sensual fondling, even more so with the silver rings he has on.

“Oh, daddy…,”

Heated from the get-go, the cool breeze of the air-conditioner at full volume can barely be felt against both your burning bodies, even though you’re already almost naked, while he’s still fully clothed.

The tension is never lost, in fact it’s building up intensely now from the act of you both kissing and humping against each other; the friction between the clothes giving off heat just adds to it as you take in the delicious sensation of his growing bulge rubbing against your cunt.

“Baby, fuck… I can feel just how soaked you are for me. I love it.”

Somewhat you get unnecessarily embarrassed as you too feel your sopping wetness seeps through the fabric, but it’s exactly what Younghyun loves—boosting his ego of having such an impact on you.

Being the one who very rarely does the work, you do get tired moving your body in the particular position, and so you pull away from him for a moment, blurting out a long withheld plea.

“Daddy, please, wanna suck you off.”

And there’s a smug expression bouncing off Younghyun’s face.

“You sound so eager for someone who was so shy earlier.”

You pout at him, simply ignoring his teasing as your fingers wait no longer to work their role; from unbuckling his belt, unzipping his pants and lowering his briefs to eventually hold his thick cock, now half-hard, the sheer heaviness of it weighing on your small hands.

“God, sometimes I forgot just how big you are.”

You flash him a cheeky smile, bringing your lips to his dick to suck on the leaking tip, soon slowly fitting it into your mouth as much as you can take.

Younghyun feels his body gets notably hotter now, realising that the silk fabric of his shirt is becoming a great disturbance as it sticks to his sweaty skin, prompting him to take off his tie and undo a few buttons enough for some relief; his eyes not ever leaving you.

“Fuck… good girl. That feels so fucking good… I love your mouth, baby.”

Younghyun has his hands in your messy hair, holding it together as he grunts out of pleasure watching you perform what you do best—working your lips around his cock with a passion, smooth hands occasionally twisting around it.

You feel his gentle stroke at the back of your head then, and you take it as a sign to stop, though a little reluctant, awaiting his next instruction.

“Need you to ride me.” Getting much impatient this time, Younghyun reaches his hand down to tug on the seamless waistband of your panties. “You’re wet enough, yeah?”

“Mm-hmm,” you confirm, but he doesn’t need to worry knowing he always gets you ready just from making out, and seeing that he has gotten fully erect, you can’t help yourself either, quickly yanking your underwear down, not minding it pool at your ankle.

Once again you find yourself straddling him, his hard length lined up at your pussy, and you carefully sink down, letting it penetrate your hole deep, the girth of it filling you up nicely.

“Fuck… there you go. Good girl.”

It’s in Younghyun’s nature to be generous with praises, and with his hands settling on your hips, he guides you up and down his cock; the combination of his touch and dirty talk have you blushing as he stares right into you.

“A young woman like you… so innocent, yet so bold.” He grips your chin, smirking. “You think we should’ve done this earlier? Hm?”

“I don’t know…,” you reply weakly, shy to describe the bliss you’re feeling right now, but admitting it anyway. “But I love it… love how thrilling this feels.”

“Then you’re all good. There’s always a first time for everything, baby.”

Younghyun keeps his cock buried inside you, and without further notice yet with gentleness still, he engulfs your frame to lay you down on the seat, so now he’s hovering above you.

“Oh god— your dick, it’s so deep…,” you whine at the sudden switch of position, but it’s not a complaint at all; it’s you expressing your gratitude.

“Mm-hmm, we’ll take it slow.”

He gently pulls out of you for a moment and strokes his cock, dragging it along your folds for the sole purpose of teasing you—making you reflex by closing your legs together, whimpering.

“It’s okay, baby… good girls like you would take it anytime, anywhere, hm?”

“Mmm— yes…,”

You let him spread your legs apart and he inserts his entire length into your welcoming pussy again, letting yourself adjust while he intently examines your face.

“Fuck… you’re so tight,” he grunts, blissed out one more time by how he can feel your pussy gripping tighter in the new position, loving the way you bite your lip right when he pushes his tip in.

The second you wrap your legs around his waist, he feels at ease to rest the weight of him between your hips; his pelvic area pressed closely against yours with not even an inch of gap between your bodies.

“Please, daddy. Please move…,”

Younghyun doesn’t delay even one second upon hearing your words, it’s all the plead and permission he needs, and he begins to move inside you with an initially slow pace.

“You’re really made for me… you love how I use your tight little body anytime, hm?” Now he gradually quickens his thrusts; the absolute tightness of your cunt fuelling him even more.

“Mm-hmm, I do… I love it…,” you manage to answer him as you run your hands through his slicked-back hair, making sure he knows how incredibly thrilled you are to be receiving pleasure from him, right here in your car where it’s immoral—as per your own words, but right now, there’s not a single care in the world about that.

Younghyun is revelling in the angelic sight of you just lying helplessly and taking him; he can’t stop himself from peppering deep smooches all over your now flushed face.

“Sweet girl… so pretty with my cock deep inside you like this. You ever thought about it, hm? About me fucking you in your car?”

“Not really… but I think a lot about you fucking me in your car,” you joke, but you might’ve lied through your teeth about what he first mentioned.

“Tsk, you got me.”

Greedy, he detaches from you to be on his knees with his steady thrusts not halting, bringing his fingers to roam from your hips up to squeeze your breasts, and you shudder, unable to contain your heightened sensitivity to the coldness of his rings against your burning skin—the contrasting temperature somewhat is a newfound gratification.

In the dim atmosphere where Younghyun can hardly see your face, he relies on the faint streetlights peeking through the tinted windows to gauge your reaction throughout it all.

His hands ascend to your neck, admiring how they wrap around it, almost covering it entirely, and soon enough, he exerts a little pressure on the sides, causing you to crane your head as you let out a soft gasp.

There’s not an ounce of lethal pain, instead it’s the utmost pleasure of having his rough hands pressed on your soft skin, while his larger frame looms over you that have you not just deeply immersed—but sexually stimulated.

“You like that?”

A mere nod and a quiet whimper are all you manage to answer him with—but he isn’t satisfied.

“Say your words, baby. I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“I like it, daddy… I love your hands on me.”

Your verbal confession comes out weak-sounding, but it’s an approval nonetheless, and Younghyun has always been familiar with how you speak better with your body anyway when you grab his wrists, stroking them to convey how needy you are for him.

“Daddy, want more…,” you beg, desperate, “…need you to go harder.”

“I’ll give you just what you want.”

Younghyun continues to fuck into you with increasing strength, his hands stay where they are on your neck, and you can’t suppress yourself from crying out the term of endearment you call him by and telling him how incredibly good he makes you feel.

“Oh my god— so deep, daddy. It’s so good…,”

The actions of his relentless pounding have your exposed body drenched in sweat, slippery against the leather material of the car seat, jolting upwards with his every hard thrust—but he doesn’t let up in the slightest.

Hooking his hands under your knees to pull you in, he entwines his fingers with yours and pushes his torso onto you that your legs are made folded, the position has you feeling smothered—but it’s just what you love the same in bed; the sensation of his cock reaching depths inside your pussy that gets your mind blown every time.

“Daddy, ngh—,”

You can’t make out any proper word nor any sane thought, only breathy whines are rolling off your tongue as Younghyun goes much faster, much rougher; but not faltering the precision of his shoves to your sweet spot.

Sweating profusely, his palms are about to lose their hold on yours that he shifts to grab the sides of your thighs to keep you attached to him, while you clutch your fingers onto his shirt.

“Fuck— you’re taking me so well, love. Just a little more, yeah?”

With your faces being inches apart, you catch the look in his eyes—lustful and devilish, and it greatly turns you on, along with the lewd sounds of his cock moving in and out of your pussy with consistency.

Some good minutes have gone by and your legs are starting to feel fatigued, but hearing him shower you with an abundance of compliments only motivates you to beg him for more.

“Daddy, don’t stop— I’m cumming…,”

Slutty moans are drawn out of you as you eventually reach your climax, hips bucking up, to which Younghyun loosens his grip on your shaking thighs and pauses his movement to not overstimulate you, letting you indulge in the orgasm that sends remaining vibrations to his cock.

“There you go, pretty. There you go,” he coaxes you in a deep whisper, the corner of his lips curving into an impressed smile.

Younghyun carries on with his thrusts before you completely lose your high, getting more desperate himself especially at the vulnerable sight of you beneath him; pleasant by the fact that he’s the cause of it all, further triggering his arousal.

“Shit— I’m close, baby… where do you want me, hm?”

“On my chest, please, cum on my chest…,”

Dazed with every in and out motion of chasing his own release, his moves turn sloppier from your cum coating around where your bodies join, the squelching sounds spurring him on.

Younghyun is engrossed in the feeling of your pussy clenching around his length as he nears his ecstasy, keeping his hands firm on the sides of your thighs again until the very last shove before eventually reaching his peak, and he pulls out of you, grunting heavily as he strokes his cock and watches it shoot out cum on your body where you want him to.

“Fuck, baby… fuck…,”

He gazes at how the white, thick load decorates your breasts, dripping down your stomach a little, leaving you a beautiful mess in his eyes.

“Oh my god… this is so hot, daddy.”

You smear the warm liquid all over your chest and bring your fingers to your lips, showing him a sultry look as you taste the slight saltiness of it on your tongue, earning encouraging pats on your cheek from him.

“My baby, you did so well,” he murmurs, leaning down to press kiss after kiss on your forehead, and sealing your lips together at the end.

You sit yourself up lazily against the back seat and he slumps down beside you after reaching for your blouse as well to cover your chest.

Still catching his breath, he glances out the window at the dark and quiet surroundings as he throws his arm around your shoulders, shutting his eyes for a moment and breaking into a giggle.

“That was… amazing…,” he utters in between irregular breathing, later turning his head to you to peck your cheek. “You okay?”

“I feel fucking great.” You give him an assuring reply with your hand finding its rightful place on his heaving chest. “Love being of good use to you all the time.”

“Mmm, just this once for the thrill of it... I think I bumped my head while fucking you just now.” He lets out a silly snicker as he ruffles your hair affectionately. “This is the first and the last.”

“It better be, ‘cause you just made my legs very, very sore… so who’s gonna drive now?”

“Hey— tsk, you’re one little tease,” he clicks his tongue in playful annoyance and pinches your cheek, making you laugh heartily and swat his hand away.

“But god, seriously, Kang Younghyun. The things you do to me…,” you mumble as you massage along the inner of your thighs. “We really shouldn’t have sex in here again.”

He chuckles along with you, both indulging in the comfortable moments of aftersex banter.

“Yeah, I know.”

His hand stealthily moves to your thigh, caressing it and you notice how his affectionate expression has changed rather alluring yet again with the way his eyes sharpen—it makes you lose your mind every damn time.

“We have much more fun when we’re at home anyway, baby. That’s for sure.”

Younghyun’s words send tingles to your body; you’re reminded that not a single justification would work for you to deem yourself innocent, ever.

Fresh out of the shower, you’re changing into an oversized sweater and an underwear for the night when you hear Younghyun’s low voice calling out your name from the front door.

“Baby?”

“You’re back—,”

Your words are cut short when he approaches and engulfs you in his embrace from behind, his arms circling around your hips as he leans forward to place a kiss on your cheek—catching you off guard; but a smile of pure delight decorates your face regardless.

Younghyun nibbles your ear while he effortlessly brushes your hair aside to make his way onto your neck, sniffing the delicate scent of rose enveloping your skin.

“You smell so sweet,” he utters, and you emit soft whimpers from the ticklish feeling of his lips and tongue brushing against your sensitive skin; the relentless smooching sounds filling the room.

You’re pushed flat towards the door of the wardrobe suddenly as Younghyun continues latching onto your skin; his large build pressed against your back.

Sultry moans escape from you the second he grinds his bulge against your clothed cunt, while you instinctively bend yourself over to perfectly fit yourself on his crotch, a nod to his greedy action; the thick fabric of his jeans is nothing when you feel how hard he’s gotten.

A thought crosses your mind that he must be feeling bothered by something by the way his hands roam a little too roughly now all over your body—squeezing your breasts underneath your sweater and landing a few slaps to your ass, making you whimper.

Getting all worked up, Younghyun’s fingers travel down to your pussy; later scrambling to take off your panties while he tilts his head to reach your jaw for a lick—until he stops abruptly; his hot breath fanning close to your ear.

“Shit,” he lets out a sudden curse and clicks his tongue in frustration as he places his palm on his nape, rubbing it in an attempt to soothe the slight pain he’s feeling.

“Your neck still hurts? You slept wrong last night…,”

You can’t help voicing out your concern as you turn to properly face him, and that’s when you’re drooling in your head at his appearance post-concert, as dashing as when he’s on stage.

You feel bad for him for the mishap, but you’re secretly turned on by his irritated expression—his bold eyebrows in a sexy frown, the sharp look in his eyes you believe could kill, and the cocky way he clenches his jaw.

And when he cursed earlier, you swear your pussy throbbed; leaving you on edge when he paused his touch out of the blue.

“That’s not important right now,” he flashes you a smirk, subtle but visibly mischievous.

“Turn around, baby,” he orders, and at his simple but firm command, you do as he says; catching a glimpse at his intimidating look as you bite your lip, bracing yourself for his next move.

Picking up where he left off, Younghyun yanks your panties down, then spits onto his fingers and brings them to your pussy, smearing the liquid all over it.

He begins to penetrate your hole with his index finger, stretching it open slowly and earning himself a moan from you, somewhat shy and suppressed still—at the same time you bring your hand to your back to grab his forearm when you feel another finger enters; holding your breath as you take in the heavenly sensation.

“Tight fucking pussy… just a little more and you’ll have my cock, yeah?”

“Mm-hmm…,” you whimper as a response while he pushes further; he’s enjoying how your body reacts as you take him and the satisfying grip of your cunt around his fingers, while he works his way in and out to ensure that you’re ready enough.

“Stay still, princess,” Younghyun instructs then, another hand skilfully undoing his belt and jeans in a haste.

While you can’t see his impatient actions, you feel your skin burning at his stern words; the pounding of your heart is audible upon hearing his raspy voice pronouncing the pet name he loves calling you by.

Younghyun strokes his length in fast motions, then drags it along your slit, aiming for your inviting hole he stretched open before.

“Fuck…,” he grunts as soon as he slips into your wetness, nestling his cock deep in your pussy, carefully—nevertheless causes you to jerk forward, as if you’re learning to have him for the first time ever; always needing some extra seconds for adjustment.

“Oh my god, daddy… feels so good…,” your eyes are made shut at the blissful feeling of his entire dick filling you up, while your grasp on his arm tightens.

Younghyun starts moving, his arm draping around your body to rest his grip on your neck while the other hand spreads your ass cheek; the position enabling him to ram into you however he likes.

His pace gradually increases by the minute, and it’s only natural that you blurt out uncontrollable whines he’s addicted to hear.

“You’re taking me so well, baby… you’re one good fucking girl.”

He showers you with praises, every now and then settling smooches on your exposed shoulder the moment your loose sweater slips off slightly; the fucking getting intense against the closet door.

You struggle to withstand your own body with the amount of energy he puts in his thrusts—sharp and angry—it’s almost like he’s hate-fucking.

It doesn’t help that you have zero control over yourself—legs trembling, your little hand now barely holding onto his arm, and you’re already actually drooling; simply dumbfounded to feel anything else except the delicious push and pull of his hard cock inside your walls.

“Ngh— daddy, please…,” your whines are getting louder when Younghyun finds your awaiting sweet spot, hitting it hard with perfect precision, more begging and cries out of pleasure roll off your tongue; your skin on fire and your head in a daze.

He grunts at the way you simultaneously writhe beneath him and struggle to push back against his lap in desperation for more friction; aware that you’re very close to your climax.

“Fucking hell, cum for me, baby,” he encourages you, and that’s when you feel as if your soul is leaving your body; the delirious feeling of cumming with his length still drilling into you.

He grabs your waist and leans back for a quick moment to watch your soaking pussy; the erotic sight fuelling him near to his release as well.

“Fuck… I’m fucking close,” Younghyun whispers then, and with several more shoves into your womanhood, he ejaculates; groaning as his thick load floods your walls.

He slows down his movement, keeping his cock inside you as he watches it twitch, finishing himself into you until the very last drop.

Pulling out of you eventually, a little stream of his cum mixed with yours drips down the inner of your thighs, and his lips curl up into a satisfied grin at the sight of it.

“Shit, baby… look at you.” Younghyun taps your ass and tucks his dick back inside his briefs, taking pride in the beautiful mess of you he just created.

With weakened legs, you turn to face him with the hold of his hands under your arms, not caring about the stickiness between your thighs, displaying yourself to him with a view he’s a sucker for—a face flushed and fucked out; breathing heavy, eyes misty.

“I’m sorry, baby… did I hurt you?” He cups your face in his hands, gently brushing away the dishevelled strands of hair that stick to your forehead.

“No, I felt really good…,” you reply shyly, still in the middle of catching your breath, “I’m more worried about your neck, though.” You finish your sentence, chuckling at the end of it.

“Yeah, this damn neck,” he scoffs, once again stretching his head to ease the inconvenience. “I felt better, but I got a little pissed I couldn’t enjoy as much at the show today… but more than that, I needed you.”

He plants a tender kiss on your lips, then moving on to your rosy cheek, later caressing it lovingly—making you blush even more.

“I was gonna say that you should get some rest earlier, but I like this…,” you say bashfully, biting your lip.

“Hm?” He raises his brows, expecting you’re about to say something he knows he would be very pleased to hear.

“I like it when you use me all you want, daddy,” you respond shamelessly now in a soft whisper; the seductiveness of your voice and your flirtatious expression combined just makes Younghyun want to pounce on you right away.

Deep down he’s put at ease by your statement, and it’s the way your face gives off that aftersex glow that convinces him—he’s concerned if earlier he might’ve crossed the line.

“Yeah? I got a stiff neck and you’re having fun, hm?” He holds your chin in a firm grip, swiping his thumb over your reddened lips. “Get on the bed, then.”

“But what about your neck…?” You ask while you take his hand and sway it playfully, just testing to see what he’s going to say—though you know he already has his mind set on getting what he wants.

“If I have to break my neck fucking you then I would, sweet girl.” He pats your cheek in adoration, and can’t help snickering at his own silly remark afterwards.

“Come on baby, to the bed.” He leaves a light spank on your ass, prompting you to act quick.

You giggle at his words, as you walk the short distance towards the bedroom while Younghyun follows, a devilish smile on his face watching you climb giddily onto the bed; knowing you’re anticipating the same thing.

He’s about to have the best relief of the night, once again—and you’re the only one to give him it.

first post in honour of youngk’s birthday month yay <3

can’t believe he went for a driver’s license test in suits looking hot as fuck i had to write something freaky (and especially unhinged) long story short him fingering you while you’re driving 😔

contains: smut, explicit language, established relationship, fingering, cum eating, younghyun is a tease

“Don’t think too much about it,” you say as you glance at Younghyun who's sitting next to you in the passenger's seat; your tone comforting. “You’re gonna pass the test, babe, trust me! And hey, you always turn out to be fine anyway.”

You offer your words of encouragement to him; deep down you’re genuinely confident because it’s indeed true—he has always proven that he can excel at just anything once he puts his mind to it.

A man of his words, no doubt.

“Hmm, you think so?” Younghyun looks at you with his brows furrowed, his thumb and index finger rubbing his chin; playfully trying to earn more praise from you.

He tries not to let the whole thing weigh on him too much too, whatever happens, happens; and right now he simply wants to listen to your babbling session.

“Oh come on, there’s nothing that the Kang Younghyun can’t do."

Coming to a stop at the red light, you turn your head properly and wink at him as your lips curve into a cheeky grin.

He scoffs lovingly in response, he knows you don’t say all those things just to flatter him—you’ve been his support system since day one; he thinks he can make it far only with you by his side.

“Mmhmm,” he suddenly clears his throat, “there is, actually.”

He leans back more comfortably in his seat, tilting his body slightly towards you.

“Huh?” Knowing him who loves being the usual tease that he is, you’re not paying much attention to what he just said, you’re in the middle of keeping focus on the traffic anyway as you’re about to make a turn—until you feel his hand rest on your thigh, making you jump a little.

“I cannot not think about devouring you every time I look at you.” He gazes at you with a sly look to which you manage to catch before you keep your eyes glued on the road ahead of you again.

There he goes.

“Baby, I’m driving…,” you try to sound stern so he would put off whatever he’s scheming in his head until you both arrive home, but your voice comes out weak—as if you’re already giving in and anticipating what he’s up to.

“But you’d let me do this, right?”

Oh well.

Younghyun starts caressing your thigh, every touch of his hand is slow yet strongly arousing as if piercing through the thick fabric of your jeans, making you shiver lightly as his fingers come dangerously close to your womanhood now, sending jolts throughout your entire body.

He keeps his eyes on you the whole time, the lust in them isn’t at all hidden behind the sleek glasses he’s wearing—there’s excitement in him as he waits for that expression of pleasure on your face he always solicits from you.

His fingers then roam around your crotch until he finds the button of your jeans and effortlessly pops it open—he doesn’t wait any longer to sneak his fingers into your panties, going further down to rub slow circles on your pussy, feeling your wetness already coating it.

You’re making your helpless attempt not to squirm in your seat, lips pressed together to hold back your moans but end up failing miserably—a soft whimper instinctively leaves your mouth as soon as his fingers carefully enter you—one, then two.

“Younghyun…,” you can’t help letting out the sweetest sounds he loves to hear, the way you moan his name making him smirk; the sensual R&B music playing in the background just adds to the tension.

“You’re doing great, baby,” he praises, always amazed at how you manage to take him even in your current situation, in which, if you’re being honest, is uncomfortable and makes you feel anxious about being seen, but the pleasure he’s giving you right now is way too good it melts away any discomfort.

To be receiving pleasure while you’re driving like this is the very first time for you, and you never really thought of it either, so you’re guessing he’s levelling up his game—one you can’t refuse.

You always let him have his way with you anyway.

His eyes are getting dark with desire, never leaving yours, while he continues to fuck you with his fingers as skilfully as he always does, not once ceasing his movements—that all you can do is take in the feeling of those fine digits going in and out of you, curling at just the right angle to reach your sweet spot.

Closing your eyes for a quick second, you imagine it’s his cock in place; your mind flashing back to all the wild nights you’ve had with him which fuels you close to your orgasm.

Despite trying to maintain your composure, you’re about to reach your limit any time now—and you sure do, without much notice, after what feels like long minutes of torture.

“Younghyun, I—,” you bite your lip, feeling your pussy clench on his fingers as you cum, at the same time your grip on the steering wheel tightens—you swear that you’re fighting for your life, and somehow this feels like you’re winning and losing altogether.

Younghyun slowly removes his fingers out of you later, lifting them to your lips to let you taste yourself on his skin.

“Good girl,” he coos at you, wearing a smile of pride and satisfaction for making you cum, at a time where it should be inappropriate—especially at such a time where it’s inappropriate.

You remain silent in your seat, trying to act normal and wrap your head around the fact that you’re just going on driving with your jeans unbuttoned and a damp underwear—it’s not like you’re complaining, though, you’re just relieved that the car windows are tinted dark enough, and that you’re nearing your place.

Your face is still flushed red from both pleasure and embarrassment, causing Younghyun to chuckle endearingly at how hot of a mess he just made you, as he brings his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

“You know what baby, think I’ll make sure to get the license,” he shifts in his seat a little so his lips are closer to you, “then you can return the favour, and I’ll make you lose your innocence in the backseat too like the first time.”

It’s nearing four into the serene dawn.

The light from the living room peeking through your door, alongside the rustling sounds of clothes awaken you from your deep sleep; your hand automatically scrabbles around on the bedside table, switching the lamp on.

With eyes half open, you manage to make out the figure of your boyfriend entering the bedroom and taking off his outerwear after.

“Younghyun…?”

You’re about to get up from your lying position until he stops you; his words insistent, but soft.

“It’s okay, baby. Stay where you are.”

The bedside lamp is bright enough for you to see him approach with the corner of his lips curling into an enthusiastic smile—a sight of him you so dearly miss, even though it hasn’t been 24 hours since the last time you met him.

Younghyun settles into the bed, enveloping your body with his arms—giving off warmth much better than the blanket, and ultimately, it’s the sense of security he provides every time you both are together; the empty space on the cold bed is now made homey again by his presence.

“Sorry I woke you up, baby.”

Younghyun rests his weight on his elbow; while one hand cradles your jaw, lovingly swiping his thumb against your cheek.

You shake your head lightly, not minding a bit of the situation.

“I thought you’d be leaving by now.”

You hold his wrist and rub your thumb gently against the back of his hand; reciprocating his affectionate gesture.

“The flight’s a little later… and of course I wanna see you again before I leave.”

A cheeky smile paints your face upon hearing his words, then he leans down to capture your lips in a welcoming kiss, and you return the favour, feeling the tenderness against yours.

Lying down on his side again, Younghyun moves on to shower you with slow smooches all over your face; while his hand sneaks underneath your camisole to give your back a soothing massage, causing you to lean towards him with your breasts pushed against his chest.

His hand then travels smoothly to your waist, and he doesn’t wait any longer to slip into your panties, touching everywhere to heighten the tension—kneading your ass and before you know it, he’s cupping your pussy, all the while you both are exchanging kisses still.

The atmosphere is getting heated with the action of his tongue brushing against yours, and there isn’t any word needed—by now you’re aware of what Younghyun wants, specifically—and so you turn around, arching your back so he’s now spooning you.

He rests his grip on the curve of your waist and presses his body to yours; making sure you feel the hardness inside his jeans, at the same time you grind lazily against his bulge.

Younghyun’s hand roams carefree on your torso, giving it sensual rubs and you squirm in response, ticklish at the feel of his fingertips tracing around and reaching down to your navel.

Shortly after, he lifts up your thin clothing enough to expose your chest; grabbing your tits in his warm hand again and not missing the chance to play with your nipples, perking up under his touch.

As he advances the foreplay, you turn your head to meet his lips for more and more kisses that have grown rather passionate—intending to show him that you’re worked up as equally as he is.

“Need you, Younghyun.”

You catch his little smirk before you face away from him, feeling his fingers behind you get busy undoing his jeans and lowering his briefs.

His lips, in the meantime, don’t ever cease for one second to pamper you with kisses on your neck, trailing down your open shoulder.

Younghyun then pauses for a moment however; running his fingers through your hair and whispering in your ear, his voice husky.

“Have you been thinking about me, baby?”

“Always… I’m always thinking about you, Younghyun.”

The sultry voice of yours confirms better how in great need you are of him, even more so when he continues to speak.

“Sweet girl. I’m sorry I’ll have to make you miss me again.”

His voice seeps into the deepest of skin; your entire body is consumed with the tingly sense of arousal at his words—commanding, but calming with an apology he doesn’t necessarily have to say.

Younghyun is on a mission to get you totally weakened—his fingers working their role on your clit for a good while and stretching your cunt out from the front, simultaneously pushing his bare cock against your ass from behind; keeping both your bodies attached to each other as close as possible.

You further lean cosily into him to receive greater pleasure; at the same time feeling safe beneath his larger build basically engulfing you in the position.

Still moving with patience, he pulls your underwear aside enough for him to drag his tip along your cunt, and soon inserting himself carefully into the tightness of your hole, feeling its delicious grip around his dick.

“God, fuck…,” you moan softly, yet sounding especially sinful the moment you feel him go deeper, as you adjust yourself around the thick girth of his cock; your hand reaching for his above your head, fingers intertwined.

At the signal of your thumb stroking against his and your whimper of approval; Younghyun begins to move, rocking his body into you in a gentle and relaxed manner.

Your eyes are made shut, and your lips are pressed together from the sensuous feeling of his shaft going back and forth inside your pussy, though quiet moans slip off your mouth easily.

“So tight, baby. You feel so good,” he compliments, nibbling on your ear and nuzzling up against the side of your neck. “You always know how to welcome me, hm?”

“Mmhmm…,” you whimper softly in reaction to his words; you’re reminded of how much you love the position because it soothes you more than you think—all you do is lay there comfortably in his embrace and take him, letting him do all the work as he likes.

Younghyun’s movements are slow, unlike any other days where he would commonly go fast and rough—but sharp and skilful nevertheless; you feel your climax start to build up from the steady shoves of his manhood to your sweet spot after a satisfying amount of time.

You grasp his hand tightly, while another holds onto the pillow as you eventually give in to the natural reaction of your body; shaking slightly in front of him, to which he smirks in amazement.

“I guess you needed me badly.”

He scores the opportunity to tease you, landing a kiss on the back of your head.

You feel your knees go weak at that, given how you’re a sucker for it—and he knows.

“I need you all the time…,”

You whine quietly, confessing your longing for him which is already obvious by your body language, needless to say; what’s more when you bring your hand up to bury your fingers in his hair and caress his ear—urging him to move faster.

The surrounding temperature feels much hotter with the fabric of his jeans rubbing quite roughly against the sheet as he fucks you for his pleasure now; you both taking in the sensation of the passionate act under the blanket.

“I’m gonna miss you so much, baby.” Younghyun continues to drill into you with thrusts turning increasingly quick; his hand squeezing your breasts for some relief throughout the steamy session.

“I’m close…,” he whispers, fucking into your pussy where his movement that was steady has now become erratic instead—all in the name of chasing his own awaiting release, and the eagerness to finish into you.

“Take it so you’ll always miss me, baby. So you only think about having me inside you.”

You bite your lip at his dirty talk, always getting shy and giddy at the thought of him filling you up; and every time he does so, it’s like you’re living in the delirious state of being covered in his love—it’s dirty, yet so precious.

A few more acts of pushing in and pulling out later, Younghyun spills his seed inside your cunt; bringing his hand from your breast to press onto your hip as he grunts low, while you purr at the satisfaction of being stuffed with his cum.

He stays in place for a while, emptying his load into you as he waits for his irregular breathing to find its rhythm again.

Younghyun pulls out seconds later, and you feel his warm liquid dripping out a bit, probably staining the sheet—but you don’t mind that; it’s simply one of the usual sexual shenanigans you both have in bed.

He shifts his position to lay on an elbow again as you turn to face him, a bashful smile painted across your blushing face, all the while he gazes at you with intense admiration.

“Don’t look at me like that,” you can’t help letting out a shy giggle; swarmed by the contentment of having given him pleasure, as much as you’re pleased yourself, although it was quick.

“You’re such a sweetheart.”

Younghyun leans down to your lips for a kiss so loving yet again; you both smiling in unison in the middle of it.

Later breaking off the kiss, reluctantly, you feel yourself melt into a puddle when he fixes the pillow beneath your head and pulls the blanket over you, and you’re tucked in the bed nicely.

There isn’t a single moment where he fails to make you feel loved and give you all kinds of princess treatment after intercourse, but you’re only lying to yourself if you say your heart isn’t breaking at the fact that he’ll be leaving any minute now.

Younghyun starts to tidy himself up as you watch him, the fitted fabric of his dark blue jeans wrapped around his thighs—something that entices you like crazy—it makes you want to get down on your knees right then and there to beg him to stay, ever so desperately.

But you’ve got to knock some sense into your head—even when your heart screams otherwise.

“So you’re really leaving…,” you utter as you try to suppress the despair in your tone; saying whatever obvious to brush off the temptation.

“You know I don’t want to, baby… but duty calls,” he flashes you a smile, one so naturally charming that for a moment you forget whatever upsetting feeling you’re about to drown yourself into.

He has his long coat on and his bag slung over his shoulder now as he walks towards you, sitting at the edge of the bed.

“Get some more sleep, okay? I’ll call you.”

Younghyun caresses your head, and you swear you’re dissolving under the fondness of his touch—moments like this is what makes it even more difficult for you to see him go.

He attaches his lips to yours for the nth time that hour, delicate yet deeper, telling you that it’s farewell.

“I love you.”

Those three words have never tugged so much on your heartstrings, and you hate it—particularly when you’re still learning to get used to his occasional absence.

This happens every time, and you can’t bring yourself to be familiar with it, at least not yet—though you’re aware that it’s the nature of his work, and that this kind of life is what you’d signed up for.

“I love you too,” you murmur softly in response with a smile regardless, the sweetest one you could give at that second; but only you know how much bitterness is hidden behind it from the fact that he’s going to be away again.

Younghyun leaves one final lingering kiss on your forehead before he stands, putting his cap back on.

At last he heads out of the room, shutting the door close—now only silence and an abundance of yearning fill the air.

Some short minutes have gone by, and your phone pings suddenly, snapping you out of your gloom.

You grab it immediately knowing that it has to be nobody else but Younghyun, and it is, indeed, when you see his name pops up on the screen.

Younghyun: Miss you already 😊

Younghyun: See you in 3 days ♡

Younghyun: I’ll make up for it soon. Promise.

Despite feeling sleepy again, his texts have you grinning widely like a fool—it’s the way he constantly knows how to win you over—you think it’s a charm he was born with, and it’s irresistible.

It dawns on you that Younghyun must’ve always felt racked with guilt—and that the separation, although momentary, is just as heavy on him as it is on you.

You both once endured being apart for months—so what, a few days are just going to pass by in a blink of an eye.

Burying your face in the pillow, the comforting scent of his cologne accompanies you, as well as the remembrance of him between your thighs he leaves you with—you fall back asleep with a mind relieved and a heart at ease.

It’s only a matter of time until the two of you reunite, and it’s the willing effort he shows that makes it all worthwhile.

And Younghyun always, always assures you of that.

The hours of waiting are indeed too long, that the second you hear the door lock beeps, you promptly get up from the couch and head to the entrance of the suite room; grinning widely at the sight of Younghyun—who just arrived from the band’s yet another successful concert—standing in the doorway.

With excitement going through the roof, you squeal as you run into his open arms to cling onto him.

“Hey there, baby,” he greets you with a huge smile, at the same time catching you in his embrace; your legs wrapping around his hips.

Younghyun pets your head, then runs his fingers through your hair meanwhile both your lips and his meet for a kiss so tender; a never forgotten gesture to welcome each other’s warmth presence once again.

“I was watching the fancams from today,” you speak with much giddiness, swaying your legs cheerfully.

“Yeah?” Younghyun carries you towards the couch, plopping himself down with you now comfortably straddling his lap.

“You did soooo well! Just like always,” you smile sweetly and leaves a smooch on his cheek, while you have your arms circled around his neck still.

“Just like always? Hmm, I thought you’d say I’m getting better than before,” he chuckles, as usual not a moment goes by without him being the tease that he is, as he pulls you in closer by your waist.

“Stop, I don’t mean it like that,” you pout and hit his shoulder, causing him to break into the endearingly silly laughter you love to hear.

“Okay okay, I was joking… thank you, baby.” Younghyun is giggling still, but quickly leans forward to capture your pouting lips in an affectionate kiss, longer this time, and you kiss him back.

“I really love seeing you like this, Younghyun,” you murmur once the kiss breaks off; your fingers playing with the strings of his hoodie.

“Hmm? What do you mean, baby?” He raises his brows; there’s a playful but genuine curiosity in his tone.

“Just love seeing you, like, super happy… love seeing you jumping around on stage and enjoying yourself,” you pause for a moment, looking intently into his eyes, noticing they’re somewhat getting teary.

“I mean, all of this… I know it’s what you’ve always loved doing, but after everything you’ve done and gone through, I’m beyond glad to see you happier and healthier than ever. You deserve everything good… everything.”

Not knowing how the lighthearted conversation turns sentimental, but you really are speaking from your heart—you find yourself feeling like you’re about to weep too, as someone who’s long been there throughout his ups and downs.

A tear eventually rolls down Younghyun’s face and you bring your hands to cup his jaws; one thumb caressing his tear-stained cheek.

“Ah… you’re making me emotional, baby,” he clicks his tongue, but not in annoyance at your words—instead he’s trying to brush off his own urge to cry a waterfall.

“I mean it,” you utter softly, almost like a whisper, but firm—now both your thumbs are stroking his face, lovingly so, in hopes of giving him comfort; reassuring him that he’s been doing exceptionally well all this while.

He deserves every bit of happiness and success after all the effort and hard work—god, he really does.

“Well, it’s you who’ve been by my side all along… I’m so thankful for you, love.” Younghyun smiles in return, his deep dimples showing.

He catches your wrist in his grip and kisses the back of your hand, while his mere hold on your waist has somehow turned into a sensual massage.

“You know what, baby, tonight’s been such a great night…,” he speaks, voice low; his face is clearer under the romantic light of the hotel room when he leans in closer.

“Shall we make it even greater?”

You can’t help but let out a giggle at his flirty, or rather, cutesy expression while he proposes a very seductive suggestion—which actually has been sitting on your mind as well—you were just waiting for him to come back.

And as you had thought earlier, he’s the one to initiate it first; needless to say.

“But first, let’s go to the bed, please… I was so engrossed in watching you on my phone here just now and my butt still hurts,” you babble on while you humorously rub the side of your ass, to which Younghyun laughs heartily at your remark.

“Of course, baby. Anything you want.”

He smirks, giving a peck to your lips as he gets up from the couch again with the weight of you in his sturdy arms.

Walking steadily towards the spacious, much comfortable bed; he places your delicate figure on it with carefulness, and that’s when you start to really, really feel your heart pounding out of your chest.

contains: smut, explicit language, established relationship, sneaky backstage sex, unprotected sex, thigh riding, fellatio, creampie, mutual yearning

note: actually had this one sitting in the drafts from a while ago and originally wrote it with 250511 youngk in mind (i miss that hairstyle and he was so fucking hot that day he must’ve contributed to global warming smh)

but thank god for recent 251219 youngk too cuz i got to finish it finally, also him in leather pants again well it does things to me.. happy (belated) birthday to the man 😩☝️ wish i could give him a good suck in the meantime, enjoy this one! <3

As soon as the first half of the concert comes to an end, Younghyun makes his way backstage and heads down the hallway in a rush to find you, cautious not to be seen, his pace impatient.

He manages to catch your figure slipping into one of the empty lounge rooms, located just a little far from where everyone else is; quickening his steps towards you.

He enters the room hurriedly, but not forgetting to ensure that the door behind him is locked.

In the dimly lit atmosphere, his face lights up at the sight of you standing by one of the dressing tables, your cheerful grin welcoming him.

“Baby,” he calls you softly as he embraces you in his arms, planting a gentle kiss on your lips. “Miss you. I’m so glad you came.”

“Miss you too, Younghyun. So much.” You look at him with doe eyes of innocence, though in your voice, there’s a hint of suggestiveness.

“Five minutes?” He smiles subtly and raises a brow, searching for confirmation in your face, to which you instantly nod.

Younghyun leans in to lock his lips with yours again, right away groping your ass and kneading the flesh of it intensely; his touch still separated by the fabric of your skirt.

His hands then wander underneath your skirt to caress your thighs, and your body jerks once you feel the direct touch of his fingertips, electric on your bare skin—the rush of adrenaline from performing running through his body feels like it’s being transmitted to you.

With lips attached to each other, now sloppily, his fingers roam free around your womanhood, making you gasp and squirm as you hold his arm tight.

You display yourself to him with the oldest trick in the book tonight: yes, wearing a skimpy skirt for his easy access, as if you had planned for this sexual escapade from the beginning—or maybe, you actually did.

You haven’t seen him in a while, well, it’s only been a week—you’re just looking for an excuse to feel his touch again, but essentially, you long for his presence so dearly every day.

Younghyun currently has his fingers on your covered clit, rubbing it sensually and you think you might just let him finger you, but the moment you saw him make his entrance to the stage earlier in a sleek outfit with tight leather pants, highlighting his perfect body proportion—your mind is already set on getting your mission completed tonight.

And so you bring your hand down to trace his thigh in sensual circles, then you spread your fingers, pressing into it.

“Wanna ride you…,” you let out a needy purr, and he smirks at your bold request, amused; but is quick to help you with your position, letting you have your way this time.

He holds you by your waist, gently lifting you up to place you on the vanity table at the ideal height of a little below his hips, while you rest your grip on his broad shoulders to support your weight.

He bends one knee just at the right angle, enabling you to move towards him so your pussy is positioned nicely on his thigh.

You start doing what you’ve been dying to once you find yourself in a comfortable spot, grinding on him like your life relies on it.

“Mmhmm… feels so good,” you whimper as you rock back and forth, pushing yourself down onto him in the middle of it; the friction between your cotton underwear and his leather pants driving you crazy.

Your moans gradually turn louder and Younghyun shoves his tongue into your mouth, kissing you messily to muffle the sounds you let out.

“Hush, baby,” he warns, his tone firm yet gentle, but it’s safe to say that the blaring cheers and music outside echoing throughout the venue drown out whatever noise from the raunchy act you’re doing with him.

You kiss him, licking a stripe up his defined jaw in an attempt to quiet yourself down, tasting the saltiness of his sweat on your tongue.

Your hand travels to his crotch, feeling the bulge of his cock straining against his pants—the urge to suck him off is strong, but you don’t think you can possibly do that with the time ticking.

Younghyun notices your movement is slowing down, and so he presses his knee up against your cunt, exerting pressure to help you get off; the sensation of it consuming you whole.

“Come on, baby,” he encourages, his voice husky, snapping you out of your unholy thought.

You move your hands from his shoulders to his nape to get closer to him, as you continue picking up your pace.

The fancy light of the vanity mirror is enough to illuminate the two of you; bodies pressed against each other, faces inches apart.

Younghyun scans your erotic expression; flushed from arousal, mouth gaping with heavy breathing as you ride his thigh like there’s no tomorrow.

He imagines it's his cock you're on, and that's not difficult when the picture of you doing so from the previous intercourse flashes before his eyes for a moment.

“You're so fucking pretty,” he praises, occasionally showering your now reddened face with wet smooches.

Younghyun looks stupidly handsome especially today, and you can’t be any more aroused watching his sexy eyes watching you, him basically eye-fucking you like he did when he spotted you in the crowd earlier.

It doesn’t take long for you to reach your orgasm, given your current situation—the thought of getting it on with him, bound by a time limit has you moving more fervently than before, it sends a thrill to your entire body.

A few seconds more and you’re eventually pushed to the climax, wetting your panties and a little on his pants.

Younghyun’s hold is firm on your shaking body as you ride out your high; your face buried in his neck, catching your breath.

You later scramble to take a ply of tissue out of your pocket to wipe his pants and he chuckles in endearment, noticing that you came all prepared.

“Look at you being such a good girl,” he compliments, stroking your cheek with much affection and kisses you again.

You grin bashfully, a little embarrassed and your stomach churns, in a good way—upon hearing the pet name.

For a split second, you realise there’s the one thought that has been sitting on your mind, and you need to ease it up somehow.

“Can I suck you off...?” You spew it out loud finally, hopefulness in your tone; waiting for his permission.

“Shit, how can I say no to you?” He responds with urgency, and you flash him a seductive smile as you get down on your knees, initially thinking he would deny you, conscious of the time constraint—but now it’s obvious that he’s in need of a release too himself, and you’re sure he’s glad that you asked.

He undoes his belt hastily, lowering his pants and briefs to finally free his rock hard cock bobbing in front of you.

You’re quick to hold it in your small hand, dribbling a little bit of saliva onto the tip and smearing it along his shaft with your tongue; then without any delay, you take him into your mouth.

Back and forth your lips go along his length, giving special treatment to the slit as you look up to meet his eyes; seeing just how much he’s enjoying it.

He’s gazing down at you, emitting low grunts out of pleasure, delighted at the feeling of your mouth enveloping him; nice and warm around his thick cock.

Younghyun however is greedy for something else apparently, the second he stops you abruptly with a sturdy grip on your shoulders to make you stand again and turn you around, causing you to bend over the table.

“Gotta be quicker, baby,” he whispers close to your ear; his raspy voice feels like it’s burning your skin, feeling heat spread throughout your insides.

Your legs quiver slightly when he lifts up your skirt and pulls your panties aside, exposing your wet cunt.

He starts rubbing your pussy from behind, touching your slick from riding his thigh before—that’s when you realise he too has a mission of his own, that by hook or by crook, needs to be accomplished right at the moment—and you're more than content to assist him.

Younghyun pumps his cock and enters you raw, with ease at that once he has confirmed you’re certainly soaked to take him, and you instinctively raise your leg to rest on the edge of the table, allowing him to push into you deeper.

He’s taking charge as you like him to be, his hands on your hips holding you in place as he starts shoving his cock in and out of your cunt.

“Oh god, Younghyun…,” you press your lips together to hold back your moans, but can’t help letting out quiet whimpers every now and then—it’s only natural when he makes you feel good, and he always does—even in such an improper setting.

“You’re so wet, baby… you like we’re being sneaky like this, hm?”

You whimper at his words in the middle of being out of breath, your eyes roll back at every satisfying drag of his cock inside your walls.

“A naughty girl, you are.”

There isn’t any talking from you, not like you can make out any proper word anyway—you’re simply taking in the feeling of him using you how he likes in that short amount of time.

You steal a glance at him through the mirror in front of you; noticing the beads of sweat decorating his forehead and the drenched shirt beneath his jacket.

This man couldn’t get any hotter.

Younghyun's thrusts are sharp from the get-go, but he’s going even faster now—you lose all ability to function except blurting out slutty whines that you’ve been trying hard to suppress, not caring if you can be heard anymore, which causes him to cover your mouth, knowing you can vocally get out of control at times.

“Quiet, baby. You don’t actually want people to hear you getting fucked good, do you?”

He utters with much allure, unable to resist the view of you taking him.

“You're so fucking hot taking my cock like this.”

The slapping sounds of skin on skin, combined with his deep grunts and rough breathing are like music to your ears, you feel the temperature around rises; engulfing the both of you in the heat of the moment—literally.

Racing against time, Younghyun is focused on chasing his own release, glaring at the image of your fucked out face reflected on the mirror; you panting helplessly with his hand on your mouth still—it turns him on, fueling him close.

"Shit, baby, I'm cumming,” he alerts you; there's desperation in his sentence.

“Fuck… fuck, baby,” his raspy grunts escaping him as he cums, making you bite your lip in fulfilment as you feel his warm load gushing inside you.

He pushes into you a few more times to drain himself, making sure his liquid fills you up nicely, not wanting to make so much of a mess.

Younghyun pulls out of you slowly and tidies himself up while you turn around to face him again, your expression shy.

He kisses you deep on the lips, and gives you a pleasant smile as he caresses your cheek then, admiring the aftersex glow beaming from your face.

The sudden voice of some staff shouting to another from a distance startles you a bit, as the two of you hear the faint sound of footsteps getting hectic again outside.

You both let out a cheeky giggle, realising that the five-minute-quickie plan might have dragged on; now aware that Younghyun really has to go for an outfit change.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he whispers against your lips, cupping your face as his forehead meets yours.

“Wait for me at home, okay? We’re gonna have a proper celebration,” he affirms, leaving a smooch on your cheek and a gentle massage on your arms.

“Okay,” you murmur softly in obedience, your pussy throbbing at his ambiguous statement.

You bite your lip as you watch him walk out the door; the desire in you still alive, craving for his touch even more.

A sense of yearning suddenly washes over you, but his words earlier make you giddy with joy again, reminding you that you have something to anticipate from him.

You look in the mirror to fix your clothes and let out a deep exhale, trying to get yourself together.

The eagerness to pick up where you both left for the celebration later remains; your mind is already creating scenarios of what Younghyun has in store for you.