#daeil

Genre: smut

Pairings: kim daeil (bigone) x female reader

A/N: na 🦬

After a steamy make out session you and Daeil headed towards the bedroom wine glasses grasped firmly in one hand Daeil’s free hand grabbing any part of your body he could. “Strip for me darling.” He said as he finally had you trapped against the foot of the bed. “We’re both shit fuckin drunk. Is it a good idea to have sex right now?” You exclaimed giggling while taking another sip of wine. Daeil leaned close to you his eyes dark. It sent a chill up your spine. “It’s only a few glasses princess.” His lips captured yours and with his free hand he held your waist and pulled you to him his hand traveling further to grip your ass. “You have to tempt me like this? Wearing those gold silk shorts with the lace that I love so much?” Daeil’s hands slid under your shorts and kneaded your ass. “Are you wearing panties baby?” Daeil’s lips traveled down to your neck a moan escaping your lips. “I wanted to dress up for you. It is both of our birthdays after all. Don’t you want to see your precious slut all pretty for you?” You let out a whine when Daeil harshly slapped your ass a sharp hiss coming from his mouth. “Daddy fuckin loves it when his princess calls herself a slut.” Daeil took the wine glass out of your hand and took yours and his to set on the nightstand by the bed. When he came back over to you his finger slid under the waist band of your shorts and yanked them down to your ankles. His grin when he look up at you sent heat to your core. You bit your lip as his face hovered near your heat. “Princess didn’t wear panties. God I hope you’re not wearing a bra. Daddy needs to see those precious tits.” Daeil stood up and took your matching silk top off and his movements became aggressive. He quickly rid himself of his leather jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. He then pushed you onto the bed and aggressively began sucking at your soft flesh. You both knew you were drunk and wanted sex on your birthday but you weren’t sure if mixing the two was a good idea.

Fighting against the pleasure Daeil was giving you you pushed him slightly off of you. “Daeil..” you said softly. Daeil stopped for a moment and noticed you becoming shy. “What’s the matter darling you don’t me to fuck you good on your 21st birthday? Don’t be shy baby. I’ll take care of you.” He went back down on you again while one of his hands was on your thigh his other was undoing his belt. “Daeil,” you spoke up a little louder. “What’s the matter now?” He asked seeming annoyed.

“Daeil..I wanted my 21st birthday to be special. Yes I wanted you to fuck me til I can’t walk for weeks but we’re both drunk. What if we wake up tomorrow and forget about this. I want to remember this moment.” You looked at Daeil for some sort of confirmation. Daeil smiled, “baby, don’t you think if I were to fuck you as rough as you want you would remember it?”