Hey!!! I really love your fics and I was wondering if you could write a fic about first time with seungcheol where y/n is surprised about how big cheol is. You don’t have to write this if you’re not comfortable doing it. Thank you muuuuch ☺️
This took me entirely to long to answer I'm sorry!! I'v been really sick the past couple of months and haven't been writing. I hope you enjoy <3 WC : 2081 TW: P in V, Unprotected, First time together, Size Kink
You knew Seungcheol was big, 'packing' as they say, youd be silly not to think that. He was 5'10, a whole 9 inches taller then you. His body was built, corded in muscle from hours at the gym and in the dance studio. Not to mention all the time's you sat on his lap, you could FEEL him. The way he always wears baggier pants because he says they are more comfortable. And lets not forget about his personality. It screamed 'BDE' So why in the world were you, on your back on his bed, eyes blown wide as you feel him press into you as he looms over you.
The two of you have danced around the idea of sleeping together for months now since you started dating, But you insisted you wait, you werent ready. Not after the last two guys you were seeing who after you slept with them a few times they up and vanished. You wanted to wait till you knew this was serious, and Seungcheol understood. He got it and would never pressure you into something you weren't ready for. That didn't stop the heavy make out sessions though, which is how you ended up there, in his room on your back with him over you.
Your legs on each side of him, his arms by your head, his face burried in your neck as he covers it with small bites and soothing licks, like a couple of teenagers. His hips having a mind of their own press into the aprex of you legs. You can feel just how big he actually is. The friction causing a jolt of pleasure to flow through you and a small whimper to slip out. Eye wide as he pulls back to look at you. "I'm...I'm sorry to far" he stammers out clearly flustered trying to climb off of you. Your hand shooting out, grabbs the front of his t-shirt "No wait" you whisper, your voice barely audible. "dont stop"you say pulling him closer, nose to nose, "I want you" you say, lips ghosting over his.
He pulls back, eyes searching your. "Are you sure?" he asks hesitantly, his voice gruff. Your hands grip his shirt a little tighter, as you nod your head. "Yes" your voice low. "I'm sure" His gummy smile you love so much, spreads across his face before he leans down to smash his mouth to yours. He deepens the kiss. You moan softly, arching your back, pressing yourself against him. His hand slides down to the hem of your shirt before slipping under. His touch burning your skin as he slides up to your ribs.
He breaks the kiss, his breath ragged as he pulls back to look at you. "I've wanted you for so long," he admits. "I've dreamed of this moment, of you, of us." You cant help the smirk that plays on your lips. "Then show me" you say as you reach down and grip the hem of his shirt, gently pulling it up his body. "Show me what you have been dreaming about" The low throaty chuckle he lets out as he takes his shirt off is like music to your ears. You cant take your eyes off his body. You have never seen anything more attractive.
"Your turn" he says as his gripp's the bottom of your shirt. You put your hands up as he pulls it off of you. His hands moving quickly, reaching behind you and unclasping your bra before helping pull it off you. "You are beautiful" He says as he gazes down at you, his eyes racking over your body, taking in every dip and curve of your exposed skin. He leans in cupping your face as he gives you a deep kiss before pulling away. Slowly he begins to slide his hands down your body. His fingers tracing your shoulder, over the curve of your breasts down to your hip till he meets the waistband of your pants.
He hooks his fingers beneath the fabric, pulling them down slowly, his eyes never leaving yours. You lift your hips, helping him as he slides the pants off, leaving you in just your little red thong.
He leans down, his lips trailing kisses down your neck, your collarbone, your breasts. You arch into his touch, your body aching with need. His hands slide but the outside of your thighs till he is met with the thin strip that hold the fabric of your panties in place. His fingers hooking into the waistband of them, pulling down slowly over your thighs till he pulls them off your ankles. As he reveals your most intimate parts, he takes a moment to admire you, his eyes dark with desire. "You're perfect," he murmurs, his voice filled with awe.
You reach for him, pulling him closer smashing your lips into him. Craving him, his touch, his heat, his everything. Youv never felt this needy before. He complies, his body covering yours, his weight pressing you into his mattress. You can feel the hard length of him pressing against you, and you can't wait any longer. Your hands drag down his back till you meet the waistband of his sweats. You try, and fail to push them over his very full ass. "Off" you mumble against his lips as you again paw at the waistband of the pants.
Seungcheol chuckles against your lips, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. He pulls back slightly, his eyes meeting yours. "Impatient, are we?" he teases. You roll your eyes at him as he sits up. Without waiting for a response, his hands go to the waistband of his sweats. You watch, as he slowly pushes them down over his hips, down his thighs slowly reveling his cock to you. Its hard and thick and to big it cant fully stand to attention with a pretty pink head thats already glistening in the low lights of the room.
He fully steps of of his sweats and girps his cock, And your brain short circuts. Youv never seen a dick as big as his in your life. By the smirk on his face, he clearly notices your reaction, and is clearly pleased with the effect he's having on you. He strokes himself slowly, his eyes never leaving yours. "Like what you see?" he asks, his voice a low, teasing drawl. You can only nod, your mouth dry, the ability to form words leaving you completely. You've never seen anything so raw, so utterly perfect. The sight of him, so confident and unapologetic in his desire, sends a rush of heat through your body, wetness pooling between your legs.
He climbs back onto the bed, his body covering yours once more as he hovers over you before leaning in to once again kiss you. His hand traveling down your stomach going lower till he finds your center. Slowly he slides his finger through your lips, coating his finger in your wetness till they meet your clit. His presses circles in you with a teasing precision, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. You gasp into his kiss, your body arching into his touch, craving more. He takes his time, his finger moving in slow, deliberate circles, building your pleasure with each pass. He breaks the kiss, his breath ragged as he looks down at you, "You're so wet," he murmurs, his voice a low growl. "So ready for me."
You can only nod, your voice stolen. He slides a finger inside you, then another, stretching you, preparing you for what's to come. He leans down, his lips capturing one of your nipples, sucking and nipping until you're writhing beneath him. His fingers moving at slowly agonizing pace in and out. "Cheol" You whimper "Please" you can't help but reach down, your hand wrapping around his length. He's hot and hard, velvety soft skin over steel, and you can feel the pulse of his heartbeat beneath your touch. Seungcheol groans, his hips thrusting into your hand. "You're driving me crazy," he mutters, "I need to be inside you."
"Please" you say again. His eyes meet yours, a hint of amusement. "Impatient, aren't we?" he teases, but there's no mistaking the urgency in his movements as he positions himself at your entrance, the head of his cock pressing against you. You can feel the stretch, the burn, as he slowly pushes inside, inch by agonizing inch. You gasp, your body arching to accommodate him, your nails digging into his back. He's big, so big, and you can feel every ridge, every vein, as he fills you completely. He pauses, giving you a moment to adjust, his breath ragged, his body trembling with restraint. "You okay?" he asks. You nod, your voice barely a whisper. "Yes. More please."
His thrusts become more urgent, his body moving against yours in a steady rhythm. His hands grip your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he drives into you, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. You wrap your legs around him, pulling him closer, urging him deeper. Leaning over you, hands on each side of your head. The sensation is overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain that leaves you gasping for breath. You can feel every inch of him, the way he fills you completely, stretching you to your limit.
His breath is hot against your ear, his voice a low growl. "Feel so good," he murmurs, into your skin. "So tight. So wet." You can only moan in response, your body lost in the sensation of him moving inside you. Your hands roam his back, his shoulders, his ass, feeling the play of muscles beneath his skin. You can feel the sweat slicking your bodies, the slide of skin against skin, the heat building between you. He pulls back, his eyes meeting yours. "I want to see you come," he says, his voice a low command. "I want to feel you fall apart around me." You can feel your orgasm building, your body tensing, ready to explode. "Seungcheol," you gasp, your voice a plea. "I'm close. So close."
He increases his pace, his hips moving faster, his thrusts more urgent. You meet him stroke for stroke, your body arching into his, your breath coming in short, sharp gasps. The pleasure builds, a coiled spring ready to snap. And then it does, your body convulsing as waves of pleasure wash over you. You cry out his name, your body clamping down on him, milking him for all he's worth. He groans, his body tensing as he finds his own release, spilling himself inside you, filling you with his cum.
As the waves of your orgasm subside, your bodies entwined, your breaths slowly returning to normal. Seungcheol's weight on top of you is comforting, his skin hot and slick against yours. You can feel his heartbeat, strong and steady, against your chest. He lifts his head, looking down at you. "You're incredible," he murmurs, his voice soft and husky. "So beautiful when you come." You smile, your cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. "So are you," you reply, your voice barely a whisper. "I've never felt anything like that before." He chuckles, a low, satisfied sound. "Neither have I," he admits, his eyes never leaving yours. "You drive me crazy, you know that?"
You reach up, cupping his cheek. "Good crazy, I hope," you tease, a playful smile tugging at your lips. He leans into your touch, his eyes closing for a moment. "The best kind," he murmurs. After a moment he slowly lifts himself, slowly inching out of you, you let out a breath at the slight pain and emptiness. Your only without his touch for a moment as he lays down next to yo on the bed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest. Laying a gentel kiss on your head as you listen to his heartbeat.
"You okay?" he asks, his voice low in your ear. You nod, a contented sigh escaping your lips. "More than okay," you reply, your voice drowsy with satisfaction. His arms tighten around you. "Good," he murmurs. "Because I plan on doing that to you again. And again. And again." You let out a small giggle in response. "Im really glad we waited" he says before placing another kiss to the top of your head. "Yeah, me to" You smile to your self, knowing this time you made the right choice.














