#idol insert

 He was on the phone with someone in the living room, but you didn't know who. all you did know was that they were talking about you. about how he has felt tortured through every heat, as if he was the one in heat. as well as about how he masturbates to the thought of you nearly every night and how it's getting to be frustrating for him. *poor baby...* you think to yourself while rolling your eyes.

“I don't know man…after this long i think any attraction she might feel towards me is probably all in my head” he sounds disappointed, dismissing whatever his friend said “yes, i've tried everything, I even suggested sleeping together the other night but she just turned me down” oh, that's what he meant.. oops “yeah i'll talk to you later, have fun” and with that he hangs up, no idea that you could hear every single word of his conversation.

“so…” he nearly jumped off the couch as he whipped his head around to look at you “who was on the phone?”

“wh- uh.. nobody, i thought u were sleeping” he rushes his sentence, a hint of panic in his voice 

“woke up” you shrugged

“how much of that did you hear…?”

“enough” you smiled, walking towards the couch “get up” your smile doesn't fade as he stands up, obviously nervous as to what you were going to do

“listen, i-“

“shh” you take the collar of his dress shirt between your thumb and pointer finger, acting like you're trying to think of something “you don't need to explain yourself to me, in fact” your fingers move to hold his chin “the feelings mutual” you lean in to gently rub your lips against his, loving the feeling of him trying to hold himself back from kissing you. your other hand reaches down to his crotch, you already knew he was hard by his amazing smell but the feel of it is even better.

you grab his shirt and pin him between you and the wall next to the couch “what's the matter baby? I thought you’ve been wanting this since I moved in? or did I just hear you wrong?”

his breath hitched as he realizes just how much of his conversation you heard “i- i…” his words caught in his throat as he struggles to wrap his mind around this moment. he did want this, he’s been craving you since day 1… and you can smell just how turned on he is.

“Look at you… already so overwhelmed and I haven't even touched you yet…” you growl into his ear and bear your teeth against his neck, gently grazing your fangs against his adams apple causing him to whimper and bite his lip.

“p-please…” his voice barely audible and his hands weakly grab at your wrists 

“please what?” you continue running your mouth over his neck, poking your tongue out to gently lick a spot here n there

“p-please… f-fuck me…” his voice still so low you would be surprised if anyone else would even be able to hear him

“so soon~?” you smirk against his skin and lift your head to meet his eyes “no.” letting go of his shirt you walk towards your bedroom, not hearing him behind you turn and use your chin to gestures towards your door. he gets the hint and forces his unstable legs to move as fast as they can towards your bed. undressing him as slowly as possible you decide to tease him a bit more “so, do you really think of me everytime you touch yourself?” he swallows nothing, his nerves are on edge as you take your time with every little button on his shirt “and you really thought you were quiet enough for me to never hear your little whines?” he lets out a shaky breath as he closes his eyes and bites his lip

“i thought-“ 

“it doesn't matter what you thought” you interrupt him “this would've happened eventually even if i hadn't overheard your conversation… you smell too good” you kiss his neck “you look too good” you kiss his chest “and you sound way too good” you kiss his abdomen, earning a sweet gasp. 

his dick stands at full attention, visually begging for your touch, tempting you to use his body, but you have other plans for the moment. after undressing yourself you turn your attention back to your latest chew toy, whos lost in his thoughts while blatantly ogling your body 

You clear your throat and his eyes dart up to your face “kneel” he nods and kneels in front of you, staring in awe at your own begging cock an inch from his face “well? I'm sure you can guess what's next” you smoothed his hair back as you spoke. he had never done anything with a dick other than his own but the sight of yours made his mouth water...he flattened his tongue against it as he licked a stripe along the length of your cock before twirling it around the tip, making you grab his hair and tug slightly “don't be a fucking tease” you scolded through clenched teeth, it was hard enough to not immediately ravage him let alone keep your cool when he thinks he has any inkling of power. wrapping his hand around the base he takes your cock as far as he can without choking, moving his head back and forth and using his hand on the rest. He speeds up after he notices you grip on your own hip, and whimpers around you as he feels your grip tighten in his hair.

“shit…” you mumble, his mouth feels better than you expected “baby boy…” he looks up at you, his eyes big and brows knitted together in need but he doesn't slow down “s-stop… hold still” he's confused but does as he's told “relax your jaw and breathe through your nose” you take hold of his head with both hands and slowly start bucking your hips into his mouth, reveling in the warmth and wetness of it. he reaches down to relieve his own swollen cock but you kick his hand away “you're not allowed to cum until I say so” you growl, speeding up your hips until he's a drooling, whimpering mess holding onto your thighs for dear life. he desperately tries to catch his breath when you finally slow to a stop, his face pressed against your lower abdomen, but you cum down his throat with a loud groan that almost mimics a roar. pulling out of his mouth you give him a moment to recover, enjoying the sight of his beautiful face covered in drool and cum.

“baby…” you lift his head with your index finger “you did so good for me, you want more?” he nods weakly and you help him up onto the bed. propping up his head and knees with pillows, you make sure he's as comfortable as possible while massaging his thighs and hips, earning what sounded like a cross between a moan and a sigh from him. 

“don't move” you say as you get up to grab a bottle of lube, squirting a generous amount into your hand and warming it up around your dick. you circle his hole with your finger and, making use of the excess lube on your hands, stretch him out enough to fit you.

“a-aah~” he moans as you fit in a third finger “y/n… feels s-so-“ he cuts himself off by moaning louder while your hand moves almost as fast as your hips did “i'm g- i'm gonna—“ his back arches as he cums with a shout, forgetting your one rule… 

“Pet…” your tone stern and upset “what did I say?” 

“i'm sorry im sorry im sorry” he chants as you don't slow your hand down in the slightest until you stop abruptly in order to slide the head of your cock in

“Since you can't hold back one orgasm, i'll just take a couple more ” with one rough thrust his ass swallows you whole and you take a second to bask in the feeling. despite only having been through three heats since moving in, you've gone through many others without a partner, making his ass feel that much more heavenly. 

“fuck baby… you feel so fucking good…” you let out a breathy chuckle as he whimpers in response “this is going to be fun”

your starting thrusts are slow, too slow, torturing him as he whines for more. 

“faster…” he mumbles

“hmm? what was that?” a smirk spreads across your face

“f-faster” he says a little louder, perfectly loud enough for you to hear

“i'm sorry i just can't hear you when you mumble like that, pet”

“fast- aH” you cut him off by thrusting into him as hard as possible, a guttural moan leaving his throat as he clings to the sheets. his moans could be heard by the neighbors two floors away and you looked forward to the noise complaints as you pounded into him. 

your fingers dig into his hips leaving their prints behind, you lowered yourself onto him while making sure to keep your pace and connected your mouths in an aggressive, needy manor that was far too messy to be called a kiss. tongues writhing around each other like snakes, teeth sinking into lips, his hands tangled in your hair, it was all just enough to bring you both over the edge again. 

His screams bounce off the walls of your apartment when you don't slow down in the slightest, lowering your face to his neck you leave a dozen bruises the size of your mouth while wrapping your arms around his waist to bring your bodies as close as possible. his hands leave the sheets to cling onto your back, leaving scratches with every thrust as his moans turn to sobs.

After an hour of pulling him back into the bliss he deserved over and over again you’ve successfully covered his chest and waist in a mix of purple marks and cum, your back bleeding slightly from his own lack of restraint. 

“y...y/n… I can't…” he sobs 

“one more sweetheart, can you give me just one more?” you nibble on his ear as his weak arms try desperately to hold onto your shoulders. He can only whimper in response when his mouth searches for yours, capturing it in an attempt to say yes. unwrapping an arm from around him you reach down to touch his cock, his hips jerk away from oversensitivity and He cries out as the combination of finally being touched and your hips rhythmically timed with your hand make him see stars as he chants your name.

clean up was… well let's say it took almost as long as it did making the mess… after wiping off the majority of the cum from you both you start a nice hot bath and finish cleaning him there, making sure to include plenty of praises.

“you really were amazing today” you picked out his clothes for the night “even my legs feel weak” 

“thank you…” he mumbles