TELL ME BABY, WANNA COME TONIGHT?
choi yeonjun x male reader | wc: 2.4k | smut | MDNI [not proofread]
summary: yeonjun rips his shirt off on stage during talk to you and you have to remind him who his body belongs to.
tags: sub yeonjun x dom-leaning reader, post moa con day 3…, blowjob/handjob (yeonjun rec.), noona kink, (an attempt at) body worship, yeonjun is lowkey a brat, whiny yeonjun, take a shot every time i call yeonjun pretty, yeonjun calls reader baby (once), mentioned/implied ot5, so much dialogue wow, no use of y/n (lol)
a/n: i almost changed this up multiple times depending on which horny mood i felt that day but i needed to follow through with this since i wrote so much already.. anyways, enjoy!
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"god, hyung. do you even understand how good you look in red? actually, don't answer that. i already know what you're going to say." you scoff, awaiting a typical cocky response from yeonjun as he barges into the room like it's nothing.
"alright, enough compliments please!" he plops down onto the bed next to you, scrolling through his socials to see moa's reactions after moa con.
you put your phone down onto the nightstand and lean in to see what's going on, resting your head on yeonjun's defined shoulder. his feed is mostly filled up with everyone crying over beomgyu crying, how cute taehyun looks in his dagonyang hoodie, and how feral people are getting over yeonjun's talk to you outfit. luckily, nothing too out of pocket; he should only be hearing those things from you.
you don't miss the way he giggles after every tweet about his eye-catching outfit, or rather, lack of thereof. "you like hearing compliments this bad? even though i literally shower you in them all the time?"
"it doesn't hurt to hear some more. why, you jealous?" he smirks as he puts his phone down on his chest.
"why would i be? you're the one in my bed after all." you scoot up to kiss his cheek and he pulls you in for a proper kiss.
you support yourself with an elbow next to yeonjun's head, caging him in as he tangles his hands in your hair. "been wanting to kiss you for so long," you breathed into his mouth. yeonjun only lets out a soft whimper.
you settle yourself properly above yeonjun, hovering just far enough so his cock doesn't get any attention just yet. your mouth moves down his jaw, nibbling on his ear lobe, making his head fall back and his hand come up to push your shoulder down.
"don't rush me, hyung." you move to bite and lick his neck, wishing so badly that you could mark him up.
"well, you're the one who seems so eager. i'm just supporting you."
his breath hitches when you shove his black tank up quickly, exposing his pretty chest and toned abs. you nearly moan at the sight.
"choi yeonjun…" you have to pause and take it all in. yeonjun can feel the weight of your intense gaze and heat runs throughout his body.
"fuck, hyung. or how about noona?" you offer as your hands finally move up his navel. you remember every ridge of his abs under your fingers, enough to map it out in your head when he's gone.
it might just be your imagination, but you could see the slightest twitch in his pants underneath his sweats. you smirk as you pull down his waistband just enough for his hip bones to peek out, relishing in the groan you hear when yeonjun thought you would strip him bare.
"looks like noona's the eager one now, huh?" your hands move up to knead his chest, tugging at his nipples once they firm up. your head drops down to take one in your mouth, flicking it back and forth with your tongue. he arches his back up into the warmth and you bring a hand around to pull him closer as you switch sides.
"mmm, noona." you hummed against his chest. "your tits are always so nice. wanna fuck them so bad. wouldn't last even a minute."
he whines at the visual of you giving him a pearl necklace. you drink up his pretty sounds and strive to pull even more out of those pretty lips. so you kiss down his sternum and your tongue finds its way to his toned abs.
he grounds himself with a hand in your hair again. you find his other hand and entwine it into one of yours. you love holding him as you make him fall apart, savoring the way he squirms around under you.
your tongue maps out his body the same way your hands did, but more hungrily this time around. you so badly want to leave marks on him for the rest of the boys to see. but you manage to hold yourself back with a herculean effort and pretend that you're leaving purple marks on every inch of skin your teeth latch onto.
"fuck," yeonjun exhales, knowing that you both want to see marks across his body. "next time, yeah?"
"you better be prepared. gonna have my way with you for a long, long time." he brings you up for a kiss, letting you pin down his still interlocked hand right by his head. you leave a few more kisses on his neck before sitting back and helping him strip bare of his pants as he pulls his tank over his head.
"be still for me now, okay noona?" your hands slide up his thighs, squeezing near the base of his hips as you push his legs apart.
"no, not fair." yeonjun whines, looking at how you're still in your oversized shirt and almost too short shorts.
you smile, contemplating on whether you should be nice to him or not. you kiss his knee before pretending to pull off your shirt with a flirty smirk. "well, i wanted you to be the star of the show tonight. think you took that a bit too far though, undressing on stage like a slut."
he bucks up into your mouth when it gets too close to close to his cock, but still not close enough. "can you blame me? they said i could do whatever i wanted. i was just following orders." he tries to direct your head to his tip properly but you just click your teeth.
"ah ah," you scold him as you pin his hips in place while gazing down at him. "is that what you are? just a submissive little whore who gets off on all the attention on stage? huh, noona?"
the only sound that leaves his mouth is a moan, and you can definitely see the way his cock twitches out of control now.
"answer me. you're so lucky i wasn't there to jump you on stage in front of all those people."
"lucky? what if i wanted you to do that?" yeonjun pants.
you scoff at how he dodges the question. "answer me properly."
"fine." he takes a deep breath and swallows his pride. "i'm just a submissive whore who gets horny on stage. better?"
"hmm, almost. you left out one crucial part." your hands grip his thighs like he's running away from you, but yeonjun's doing anything but that.
he looks to the side to think about how to make his answer better. he can't hold eye contact with you for much longer without feeling threatened to spill his load before anything even happened.
"i'm a submissive whore who gets horny on stage all for you." his legs try to fight your grasp and close out of instinct after feeling shy, but you wouldn't be so nice just because he said something that pleased you.
"good job. now sit still for real. need to make noona feel good."
you finally take yeonjun's pretty pink tip into your mouth. you both have been wanting this ever since he walked into the room and the way you can tell he's already so far gone feels like heaven.
he feels the way you lap up all the pre-cum dripping down as you take in more of his length. "fuck. oh my god." yeonjun moans, throwing all his pride and self control out your window.
one hand grips his base while the other roams across his abs and hips. you wish you could have your mouth on every part of him at all times. you never want to admit it knowing that yeonjun's ego would boost even higher than it already is, but he is quite decently sized. so you take him in until your mouth meets the hand around him, spurring him on even more.
the second you start using your tongue as you bob your head up and down you feel yeonjun's hands tangle in your hair tightly. he brings his legs up which made his hips buck up into you, catching you off guard.
you pull off, abruptly denying yeonjun of any pleasure. yeonjun looks up at you with the most desperate look in his eyes. how cute.
"oh noona," your tone exudes with faux disappointment and you make sure yeonjun hears every bit of it. "you already know what i'm gonna say, don't you?" you move back up to caress his pretty face.
"you just feel so good baby, i couldn't help it." well, maybe he did keep a little bit of pride before throwing it out the window.
"not gonna fool me this time, baby." you emphasize the repetition of the pet name with a chaste kiss. your hand goes from stroking his cheek with your thumb to holding his jaw in place while you stare into his eyes with a hungry gaze. "you're going to apologize before i leave you here in my bed all alone and leaking. and you have to wash my sheets after making such a mess."
both of you try really hard to suppress a giggle at the empty threat but the lust quickly takes a hold of yeonjun again. "i'm sorry, it was my fault. now please suck me off before i pass out."
"noona just has the dirtiest mouth ever, huh? maybe i should just shut you up instead." you move back down between his legs, making sure they're flat against the bed so he doesn't act out of line again. "think you'd like that a bit too much, though. slobbering all over my cock. isn't that right?" yeonjun groans in agony, "shit, when did you get so talkative? just touch me again. please."
well, his wish is your command. you sink down until you feel him hit the back of your throat. your hands have an iron hold on his thighs yet you already feel him trying to squirm away.
yeonjun is nothing short of a mess under you. he's blabbering endlessly about how you take him so well, how none of the members make him feel this good. just a bunch of nonsense spilling from his pretty lips, but you can't help the way your dick twitches at how desperate he's become. and all it took was your mouth.
you make sure he's fully covered in your saliva before sucking him off hard enough that your jaw starts getting sore. you can feel each one of his veins throb with want on your tongue. it's almost as if every moan that he lets out vibrates through his cock and you can feel him getting closer and closer to the edge with each bob of your head. all the slick and spit ends up pooling around the base of hiis cock, dripping down to his balls. the sight is one you wouldn't trade for anything else.
he has his arm thrown over his eyes and lips amply parted to let himself be heard easily. he looks so far gone and it just makes you want to push him even farther.
"baby, don't stop," yeonjun whines. "so close… please." and fuck, does he sound so good begging.
you give him one long suck as you pull your mouth off, making him pull his arm off and look down at you. now that you have his attention, you lay your tongue flat against his leaking tip, making sure to hold steady eye contact with him. you hold his cock up with one hand while you dig your tongue into his slit, making him cry out loud enough for your neighbors to hear.
you suck just on his tip, making sure to hook your tongue right under the head. somehow he tastes even sweeter.
the wet squelching and constant panting are the only sounds echoing throughout the room. your cock hangs heavy in your shorts, relishing in the satisfaction of giving him the pleasure he deserves. your hand jerks him off faster and faster and he tries to get your mouth on him once again. you find the hand in your hair and intertwine it with yours. you pin his hand down to the bed as you work him to completion.
"so pretty, noona." you press a searing hot kiss into his tip. "wanna cum all over my hand now?"
"I wish i could cum on other places but that will do."
you snap your wrist sharply and give him a firm squeeze, making his hips buck up in surprise. "noona is still such a brat, huh?"
"yours." yeonjun pants. you kiss the hand tangled in yours softly before giving his cock one last lick. you make sure he's fully coated in your saliva and start stroking him like it's an arm workout. rough and tight on the upstrokes, thumb occasionally finding its way into the slit, just as nasty as he likes it.
"fuck! don't stop," he looks down at you with his mouth open in pleasure, moaning your name. "so close…" hearing your name fall from his lips is like music to your ears. a few more wet, sloppy strokes and he's spilling all over your hand and onto his stomach. you feel the way his hand squeezes yours as he cums and use your thumb to stroke his hand softly. you coax all of his cum out with slow and deliberate strokes. making a mess out of him.
his chest rises and falls deeply while he wipes the sweat off his forehead. yet another beautiful sight to see. you debate between leaving the mess on your hands and making him clean it up with his mouth and just cleaning him up properly. you decide to stay rational and get up to find a towel.
you toss the towel onto the ground next to the pile of yeonjun's clothes before climbing back into bed with your arm cradling his head.
"i didn't get to do anything to you yet." yeonjun whines like a sad puppy.
"well we have all night, don't we? still have so many things i need to do to that pretty body." your hand comes up his neck and turns his jaw toward you to kiss him. you feel his hand trailing down your torso, palming over your bulge. and you're right where you want to be.
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a/n: this felt lower quality than some of my other stuff so if you got to the end, thanks lol. plz let me know if i should write a part two where reader fucks yeonjun's mouth and they fight for who gets to top ^_^
