ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ⦂ SHINee x reader ─── ɢᴇɴʀᴇ ⦂ fluff ꕤ headcanon ─── ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ⦂ some talks about food but nothing specific ꕤ family mentioning marriage
Onew
its not his 1st time meeting your close family
who already view him with postive opinons
onew further improves in thier mind that day
he wasn't even intending to do it
it just happened naturally
winning them over with his personality
he's trying to help with the food
which he end ups getting "scold" him for
joking that he's not part of the family just yet
so he cant know the secret family recipes
cue the two of you making eyebrows at each other
anyways youre kicked out of the kitchen
so you guys are forced to mingle with whoever else is there /hj
onew also gains points in the way he treats you
pulling out your chair for you, getting yalls food, grabbing napkins for you
your dad is very happy in his royal treatment of you
some family members pulling you aside later
telling you that he's a keeper pt. 1
something you already knew
Key
its key's 1st meeting really anyone in your family
hes briefly spoken with your parents though
but its not the same as actually meeting them
no worries because he fits pretty perfectly within your family
they're very much charmed by key
his quips & comebacks cracking them up
your aunties also like his reaction to their gossip
they begin treating him like he's one of them
filling key in on all the drama
even ones that you havent been privy too yet
dont let your aunties know
but key shares it with you later at home
even through all the chaos
he's always got you within his eyesight
key understands that you're not the best surrounded by a crowd
when yall come back together, its time for check-ups
its sweet
both of you making sure the other isnt overwhelmed
Minho
you're not sure exactly how
but minho ends up being everywhere at this bqq
the two of yall walked around when you arrived
greeting family you hadnt seen / talked to in a long time
introducing minho to them as your boyfriend
you had to leave him with the uncles/dads by the grill
but somehow find him tussling with the kids in the field
this results with your aunties whispering in your ear
telling you: he's a keeper for sure pt. 2
which you knew already
of course they're also bringing up marriage and babies too
minho ends up saving you
letting them know that the two of you are enjoying being two for now
he gets your heart fluttering though
whispering in your ear about how he does agree that he wants to marry you
bros lucky youre not dragging him down to the court house
better yet, he's lucky youre not about to make some uncle ordain yall in this yard
Taemin
hes met some of them before
you brought him along to one of your cousin's graduations
they dont have much of an opinion on him just yet though
but i do think taemin is very loved by younger cousins
the kiddos all over him for his attention as soon as yall arrive
you can only wave, giggling as he's pulled away by them
they have to be shooed away to give him a break
its earned him a plus in their parents' eyes
his ruffled state makes you laugh just the tiniest bit harder
taemin doesn't get long to rest though
your grandpa & uncles challenging him to dance battles
here's how i think it plays out
uncle 1: we heard you're a dancer? taemin: silent nodding w/ boba eyes
uncle 2: come prove it then you: taemin you dont have to prove anything to them if you dont want to
grandpa: that's right, cause we all know im the best
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Lore time! SHINee was the second group I was exposed to when I got into k-pop. Taemin was my second bias ever! So, here I am again with another kinky shitpost. While I'm OT5 till I die, I'm omitting Jonghyun out of respect and morals.
Jinki || Venus: Aquarius, Mars: Scorpio || Kink: Soft Dom
(I'm beginning to think most kpop group leaders are doms.) So this cheerful risk-taker seeks adventure that goes against traditions, especially in relationships. Combine that with his desire for unusual and challenging love affairs, and you get a soft dom. I swear I’m not projecting. It specifically says he doesn’t like to take orders. A true brat like me. He loves to learn and what better way to do that in a scene where you obey his command? He can be nurturing and gentler than fabric softener. His aftercare? Unrivaled. Most likely to go for someone he’s close to and considers a bestie. F2L FOR EVERYONE. For extra spice, he also gets turned on when you have to sneak around because who doesn’t like a casual panic attack at the thought of getting caught. He doesn’t like sharing either and has a quick temper so try not to make him jealous or you might end up in one of many marathon sessions. Stay hydrated, queen.
Hi, I’m here to share my “Key is a baby boy” agenda. Hear me out. His chart shares a lot of points with mine and if I gotta own up to it then I’m exposing him, too. So, he’s secretive, shy, and overthinks the shit out of everything. Like seriously worries he’s not good enough or is underperforming. My heart, y’all. Likes praise, loads of love, affection, and attention. Do you see it yet? Like his leader, he’s uncomfy with taking orders BUT doesn’t insist on being in charge. He’s a sub and I’ll go down with the ship on this one. Like honestly, he’s a giver and just wants to hear he’s doing good. He can be a brat when he’s feeling playful. Team “Love=Sex” so if he’s down to fuck you better believe he’s gonna get attached after. So take responsibility. Likes experimenting in bed but needs a trustworthy partner to let loose with. Baby. Boy. What’s the best way to calm an overactive mind during sex? Sensory play. Blindfold him and overwhelm his senses with your touch, voice, and scent and BAM! Subspace. He fucking lives for it. Almost addicted to the peace he gets from allowing someone else to take over and make him feel everything. On a side note, he’ll 100% go for a foreigner and is attracted to love/hate relationships. Rivals/Enemies to Lovers AU is on the menu!
Minho || Venus: Scorpio, Mars: Sagittarius || Turn On: Degradation
This goofy little shit lives for teasing you. The king of playfulness, he does anything he can think of to rile you up including, but not limited to striking up a debate, being blunt about how he'd fuck you, and yes being degrading. And don't let him find out you like that shit. Kiss your sanity goodbye, bitches. He'll pour his heart and soul into spending every available moment torturing you. And once you give in just to see if he can do more than talk shit, it's a wrap. Spoiler: he can. He gets crazy focused on you and every little sound you make, makes it his life's mission to ruin you for anyone else. All the while keeping the insults coming. Luckily, he's not into casual flings and leans more towards monogamy as he's very loyal in love, even if he's not aware of his own true feelings. He's prone to jealousy so expect some angry turned makeup sex.
Taemin || Venus: Gemini, Mars: Virgo || Turn On: Pool Sex
Bub just wants to be safe and secure, and we all felt that. He's sensitive to his environment so he's looking for someone with the right vibes. Skittish by nature, he finds it hard to settle down and will run when he feels commitment might be on the table. He's a soft one afraid of losing his freedom, yet still wants passion and intimacy in his life. With the right person, he'd feel comfortable enough to be playful and teasing, even experiment sexually. So fuck him in a pool! He loves water, and it'd be a sexual awakening for you both. Trust me on this. He can be a mess of nerves and anxiety (like Key) and what's the most theraputic substance on earth? Water. In the right setting, a private pool would be enough to soothe his mind and allow you both to explore each other in a new way. He'd fucking love it. It might not be a daily thing but you can bet a bottle of lube it'll be his top three places to fuck.
„Speed dating?“, you asked baffled. „You want me to go speed dating with you?“
Your best friend nodded her head eagerly. „Think about it. Our love life sucks and this way we can meet a lot of guys in a short amount of time. It’s cost efficient!“
Her business major definitely got the best of her. „Can’t you just download tinder or something?“, you whined.
She pushed you off the couch and ushered you to your closet.
„Change into something sexy and let’s go steal some hearts tonight.“
Ever since your heart got stolen years ago you made peace with the state of your love life. A sad heart that was still beating was better than no heart at all, right?
You put on a red dress and fumbled with your pearls, deciding to play along for tonight. „Put on a smile, act cheerily and get through this“, you encouraged yourself while looking in the mirror.
„Hwaiting y/n, hwaiting.“
The event was held in a high class restaurant, almost making you feel out of place. „Are you sure this is the right one?“
Your friend nodded happily. „Yes, come on.“
The interior was all white and minimalistic, turning the place into an elegant adventure. Inside were a lot of people - younger and older, introverted and outgoing, boring to the eyes and drop dead gorgeous.
A group of three caught your eyes immediately - they were all so different in looks, yet united in handsomeness. You nudged your friend and tilted your head in their direction, praying to be matched with one of them.
„I don’t know whom I want to meet first, y/n. The one that looks traumatized by everyone in here, the one with the smoking hot body or the cheeky one that keeps biting his lip.“
You burst out laughing, immediately getting side eyed by other contestants.
„Ahem, can I get everyone’s attention? Welcome to our speed dating event tonight.“
The host, a guys in his late 50s, was visibly happy to accommodate such an event. „We’re going to divide you into groups of six, so you have enough time to get to know each other.“
You scanned the room once more, nervous about who you would meet tonight. „There are no rules but please be open and friendly. Who knows, maybe you’ll meet the love of your life here tonight?“, he chuckled giddily.
You rolled your eyes as hard as you could, not believing in that possibility anymore.
They assigned you to a room and told you to wait for the other participants. You noticed your trembling fingers, getting mad at yourself for being nervous about such a peculiar thing. Minutes after you welcomed the next participant, a stunning woman in her 30s.
She beamed at you excitedly. „Hi girls, nice to meet you.“
You chatted for a while as you waited for the guys to join you. The door flung open and you forgot how to breathe as you realized who had just walked in.
„Hey everybody“, they greeted you. Your best friend pinched your arm, smirking deviously. „Told you it was a good idea.“
Your first speed date was with Kibum. 5 minutes should be enough to decide if you’d like to see him again, right? He was definitely nervous at first, eyeing you up and down. Kibum had a certain vibe about him, like you had visit from royalty. Talking to him was fun as he provided a lot of sassy comments and remarkable stories. He talked a lot with his face, letting you know what he felt without saying a word. You could easily picture spending more time with him watching reality tv and gossiping about people’s fashion choices.
The bell rang loudly, announcing the end of your first date.
„It was my pleasure, y/n“, he waved you off nonchalantly.
Your second date was Minho. „Nice to meet you, y/n“, he said politely.
Minho had a certain charm about him, embodying maturity as well as grace. He definitely seemed grown and grounded. You chatted a bit about hobbies, passions and ambitions before the ball rang again.
He squeezed your hands before getting up, flashing you his warmest smile before moving on to the next girl. You pictured yourself with him but felt a bit distant, fearing days of soccer training and talks about how to invest your money wisely.
Last but not least you had your final date with the youngest of them. Taemin was different than the others, yet he blended into the group perfectly. He was outgoing and bubbly, chatting away and giggling about the most random things. He intrigued you the most but you couldn’t understand why.
You examined his face, blushing slightly as you counted his freckles.
„You’re adorable“, he smiled sweetly at you. Your cheeks turned deep red as he caught you off guard. „Me? Why?“
His answer got caught off in the bell‘s ringing, leaving you disappointed. Taemin noticed right away and leaned over, whispering into your ear.
„Choose me and I’ll tell you why next time, y/n.“
Even after he was long gone you still could feel his lips on your earlobe.
„So, anyone you liked?“, you jumped up and down, eager to know about the other‘s experience.
The older girl shook her head and packed her bags. „They’re all nice but I want someone older. Good luck for you all.“
Your best friend turned to you expectedly. „I’m pretty sure I know who you want to see again.“
Images of Taemin flashed your mind, reddening your cheeks again. You didn’t want to be so obvious though, so you played it cool.
„Which one do you think?“
„Oh please“, she rolled her eyes at you, „it’s obviously Taemin.“
„What makes it so obvious?“
„Well, you’re practically the same person.“
You chuckled proudly. „Oh yeah? Because we’re both gorgeous as hell? Or because of our funny jokes? Quirky personality?“
„No“, her voice was flat, „because you both feel broken.“
Her words felt like a punch to the stomach.
„Broken?“
She looked at you concerned. „Didn’t you see his sad eyes?“
Pictures of Taemin‘s eyes flooded your mind but it was hard for you to decipher sadness in them. You got irritated. „What makes you say that? He was so bubbly and happy. I don’t think he’s sad at all.“
Your best friend sighed, choosing her words carefully.
„Or was he a bit too much? Almost hyper? People, especially with depression, tend to do that a lot, y/n. The bubblier they are, the more they’re concealing their pain. Did you really not notice?“
You did not.
Your friend got up and placed a kiss on the crown of your head. „I guess you have been too occupied with holding up your own bubbly facade to even notice who’s really sitting in front of you.“
Tears perked your eyes, stinging heavily. Your best friend took your face into her hand and made you look at her, a mixture of compassion and bossiness in her gaze. „Don’t do that anymore. Just be real about what you feel. M‘kay?“
Warnings: They call each other baby, mutual masturbation, long-distance playtime.
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You loved your boyfriend Key but, sometimes when he'd go on tour it was hard. It was great during the times when he could take you with him but, the times when he can't they were torture. Besides missing him all the time it was especially difficult when you were needy and he wasn't here to please you. He felt the same way. That's how you found yourself video calling him only wearing your sexiest lingerie.
"Hey, baby," he said answering your call.
"I have a question," you said, " Are you back at your hotel room yet?"
"Yeah, why," he asked. That's when you panned down to show him what you were wearing. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of you in your lingerie.
"Damn babe," he said, "you look amazing." You smiled, feeling a little more confident now that you had his attention.
"I'm feeling a little needy," you said, "and you're not here to take care of me."
"I know babe," he said, "I'm sorry but, you know how much I love you and want you."
"I know," you said, "but words aren't enough. I need you to show me."
He licked his lips, his eyes dark with desire. "What do you want me to do?" he asked.
You bit your lip, feeling more and more turned on by the second. "I want you to touch yourself for me," you said, "I want to watch you."
"Anything for you, baby," he said.
You smiled, feeling powerful and sexy. "I want to make it good for you," you said, "I want you to lose yourself in the fantasy."
"I'm already lost," he said, "now what do you want me to do?"
"I want you to unzip your pants and pull out that fat cock of yours," you said, "and I want you to touch yourself." You heard him unzip his pants as he pulled out his cock. You couldn't help but moan just from the sight of it. It was already hard and begging to be touched. You wanted to grab it and stroke it until he came but, you knew you couldn't. Curse the distance stopping you. I guess through a phone screen would be good enough.
"Are you ready," you asked.
"Fuck yes," he said, "I'm so fucking ready." You slipped off your panties, letting them drop to the ground and you spread your legs. You were already dripping wet at just the sight of him even through the phone.
You couldn't believe how horny you were just from the sight of his cock. You took your time, teasing with your fingers and your clit as you spread your pussy lips. You knew your boyfriend was doing the same. You knew he was stroking his cock slowly.
"Fuck," he said, "you're so wet." You smiled, loving that you could affect him so much. You watched him stroke himself slowly, taking his time. You were so tempted to ask him to hurry but you managed to refrain. You wanted to see his face as he came. You wanted to hear him moaning your name. You wanted to see his expression of pure pleasure.
"You're so fucking sexy," he said, "I want to fucking cum all over you."
You spread your legs wider, knowing you were getting closer to your own orgasm. You moaned, knowing that he was just as excited as you. Your hands were a blur, rubbing your tender clit and you felt yourself begin to fall over the edge. "I'm so close baby," you said.
"Fuck," he said, "I'm going to cum."
"Do it," you said, "Cum for me." That was all it took to push you over the edge. The idea of him doing the same pushed you to orgasm and you couldn't stop it even if you tried.
"I'm cumming baby," you said, "Cum with me." You heard him moan, gasping your name as he came. You watched as his expression went from ecstasy to utter bliss. His cum spurted out, flowing through the air and landing on his stomach.
"That was amazing," you said, "But, I can't wait for you to come home so I can have the real thing."
"Me too, baby," he said still panting. After a few minutes of trying to recover you both decided to get ready for bed together. You cleaned up, brushed your teeth, and put on pajamas. All the while talking about your days. You missed him so much and it kinda hurt knowing that he wouldn't be able to cuddle you like he usually does. Instead, you both settled for hugging a pillow and keeping the call going until he woke up in the morning to get ready for the next show. It was sad not getting to see him when you woke up but, he had sent you a cute video message to wake up to and that would be enough for now until he came home.
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Summary: You live for the lifestyle you have made for yourself. A real party boy, following fashion, dance, and so much drinking. Tonight isn’t any different, at least not at first.
Every weekend, another party, another hangover, and close to no recollection of the night before. They were so frequent that you didn’t even bother dressing up over the top for them most of the time, but tonight you did, and soon you will be glad that you went all out.
Your friendship group was a mix of all sorts, people from all different walks of life, with each fitting together like a puzzle. You take pride - pun not intended - in being the flamboyant gay guy in the group, living for all things camp, fashion, dance, you name it, that is you.
Tonight you look ready for a runway, high waisted black skin tight jeans, torn to shreds to show off the tattoos on your legs. A loose fitting, but still tiny white crop top. Curated accessories, belt, jewellery, a stunning handbag, but the outfit is held together by the most standout piece. 6 inch stiletto heels, metal silver, they are to die for, a prized possession, something that you have not got enough wear out of, so you are getting their money’s worth now.
You love the attention from the girls, every one of them at the party loses their mind when they see you dolled up. A full face of makeup completed your look, dark eyeliner and light everything else, you know that you look good. Your best friend hangs off your arm while you two begin to drink, you had a couple earlier while getting ready but that buzz had died off, and now you are at the host’s house, it is time for you to really start.
“Who is that?” You whisper to your best friend Hyoyeon, tilting your head slightly towards the kitchen, not wanting to draw attention to yourself, though nobody else could hear over the thumping music, “I’ve never seen him before.”
Hyoyeon discreetly glances over your shoulder while she reaches for the bottle of vodka on the table, pouring out a shot for herself and for you. She hands the glass over, and you both throw your heads back, downing the liquor and fighting back that sting.
“That’s Taeyeon’s brother,” She replies, referring to the friend of yours whose house you are at now, “Kibum, and yes, he is gay.”
You are surprised you had never seen him before, with all the socialising that you do, and that his sister Taeyeon does too, she is at every party that you are, it is a little shocking.
“Is he single?” You ask, not wanting to get ahead of yourself, which would be so easy when the man you are looking at… looks like… that, “Why don’t I know him?”
Hyoyeon laughs at first, she is able to see right through you, it is not hard to tell when you are into someone, and wow, despite only seeing him from across the room, you are into him. He has this intense aura, a completely unique style, curated and perfect in every way. He has striking features like a fox, beautiful lips, jawline, and a scar through his eyebrow that catches your attention in the best way.
“He just got back from the US,” Hyoyeon tells you, “He was studying design, so has been away for a few years, and from what I know, he’s single.”
You glance down at your outfit, suddenly a little self conscious, worried if you will impress a fashion major, or if he will judge your style. You know that you carry yourself well, and that confidence can be the key to pulling a look together, and with a few drinks down, it is even easier to put on the charismatic charm that has made you as popular as you are.
Picking up another drink, you and Hyoyeon head out to where some of the party guests are dancing. You have a better view of Kibum here, and he can see you clearly too, but you try hard not to make it too obvious that you are staring, instead making infrequent glances in his direction, hoping that he meets your gaze every time.
The first time he catches you staring, it is as if the world around you disappears, nothing existing outside of you too. An instant attraction, but you want to play a little hard to get, so you look away, back to Hyoyeon dancing in front of you and motion to her that you need another drink. There is no way you could stay composed around that man without a couple more drinks, so you line up two shots for yourself, Hyoyeon following suit because she just loves to party, and you take them both consecutively, not stopping for air between them.
When you open your eyes again, you realise that someone is next to you who wasn’t there before. You pick up the mixed drink that you poured for yourself before you turn to see who it is.
It is him.
Fuck, he looks even better close up. His skin is flawless, what the fuck is his skincare routine? Does he even have pores? Despite being extroverted, and a little drunk, you still find yourself lost for words. He smiles at you, seemingly aware of his power, the smile more like a devilish smirk, it has your knees wobbling, confidence dissipating so quickly.
“Care to dance?” He asks, holding his hand out for you, “You look like you could use it.”
Heat rushes to your cheeks, you are hypnotised, taking his hand without a second thought and following him back out to where you were dancing just before. You hear Hyoyeon laugh, calling out something about how she might find you later, before she walks away to find some other friends to hang out with. You feel privileged to be getting this attention, laughing as Kibum spins you around before bringing you in closer to him, throwing your head back as you let the music course through your veins along with the alcohol you are so recklessly consuming.
Kibum is touchy, and you so easily give in to him. He holds your wrist, and guides your hand holding your drink to your mouth. He watches you down the alcohol in one big gulp, and a fire lights behind his eyes as a few stray droplets fall down your chin and further down your neck. You lick your lips to try and catch anything that you missed, all while keeping your eyes trained on the man with one hand on your waist, the other wrapped around your wrist.
You introduced yourself at some point, but Kibum makes a point of only calling you honey rather than your name. No complaints from you though, the way that it rolls off his tongue has you forgetting that you even had a real name, happy to be only referred to this way by him forever. You place your glass down on the closest table, wanting to focus all of your attention on Kibum, both hands all over him, admiring his clothes, but mostly admiring his body. He is much the same way, seemingly unable to get enough of you, getting hot and heavy so fast.
He kisses you suddenly, hand finding purchase on the back of your neck to deepen it, tongue pressing past your lips to get a taste. You are addicted, more than you thought could be possible, needing him like oxygen, so fucking attracted. You gasp as he nips your bottom lip, only giving him access to kiss you deeper, tongue practically halfway down your throat to prove that he is just as addicted. You couldn’t care less about being at this party anymore, wanting privacy, needing to be alone with him, desire taking over your being.
“How about we take this upstairs?” Kibum murmurs in your ear, “I think I’d like you all to myself now, honey.”
As if he needed to ask, you nod between kisses, murmuring a yes please, hyung before allowing him to lead you away from the makeshift dance floor and down the hall to the staircase. You eagerly follow him, barely inches apart, both stumbling slightly both out of drunkenness and out of sheer desperation to get these fucking clothes off each other.
Once in his room, Kibum presses you up against the door at the same time that he locks it. His kisses are even deeper now, hands roaming under your crop top, the feeling is electrifying, you are moaning already and he has only grazed your skin. It doesn’t take long for him to begin working at undressing you, each item of clothing admired and removed with the utmost of care, and if he were not a fashion major you probably wouldn't have understood it, but it is intimate in a way that you can’t quite explain, and you love every second of it.
Your clothes are neatly piled up next to your shoes, leaving you completely naked while Kibum is still dressed, before he lets you take his clothes off too. You are just as gentle as he was, besotted and admiring every inch of him until you both are fully undressed. The tension is too much now, having held back for so long to sensually de-robe one another, Kibum is forceful in the way that he grabs you and drags you across the room to his bed.
“You’re such a beautiful boy,” He purrs as you lie flat on your back and he hovers over you, “I know you’re gonna feel real good to be inside of, aren’t you?”
You hadn’t discussed positions, though you know that your aura probably gives it away, you are relieved to hear that Kibum will be topping, and you thank past-you for deciding to give yourself a proper clean and prepare before coming to the party, despite the fact that you hadn’t really planned on getting laid tonight.
“Mhmm,” You nod, happily spreading your legs for him to fit in between, as he leans over to his bedside table to pull a bottle of lube out of the drawer, “I promise, you don’t need to hold back.”
Kibum opens the bottle and pours a healthy amount out onto his hand, before cheekily drizzling a little onto your hole, sending shivers up your spine and making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. He leans down to kiss you as his fingers swipe up and down, chuckling as you writhe under him, especially so as his index finger presses in up to the first knuckle. His fingers are long, slender, a little bulged at the knuckles, and fuck, it feels so good. You know that you need to take it slow, and he is extra gentle, but you already push back on his hand, motioning for him to add more, wanting the stretch, the burn that means you will have his cock inside you sooner rather than later.
One finger moves to two and you see stars when he curls his fingers, finding your prostate and repeatedly hitting it over and over. You can barely breathe, nails dragging down his flawless back, surely leaving red marks in their wake. You arch your back under him, wanting to feel his cock on yours, both fully hard, the friction of your skin is almost too much. Kibum moans as your dick twitches against his, grinding down on you to chase the feeling. You open your eyes mid-kiss to see him staring at you, watching intently as he stretches you out and prepares you for him.
“Fuck me,” You whine, “Please, hyung, I need it.”
Kibum chuckles as he slowly pulls his fingers from you, leaning over to his bedside drawer again, this time to grab a condom, tearing the packet with his teeth before rolling the latex down over his cock. He picks up the lube once more, pouring a healthy slathering over the condom before he moves down to kiss you again. Impatience is clear between the two of you, he wastes no more time guiding his cock to your now prepped hole, pushing in past the tip, keeping his eyes on you to make sure that you are not uncomfortable. You push back towards him, motioning with your action that you want more although you are lost for words. He does exactly that, one swift movement to thrust in the whole way, taking him in all the way.
“You feel so fucking good,” Kibum moans, “Are you doing okay?”
You nod repeatedly as he slowly pulls back to thrust into you again, this time harder, faster. Neither of you are quiet, and you are thankful that the party downstairs is so loud, as your chances of being overheard are so limited. You wrap your legs around his hips, giving him an angle to fuck you deeper, in return he moves one of your legs up so that your ankle rests on his shoulder, only taking him in deeper again. The pleasure is overwhelming, mind racing as you try to hold yourself together when Kibum takes your cock in his hand to stroke you. Your vision is blurry from both the alcohol and the orgasm building inside you with each movement of his hand, and each repetitive nudge on your prostate.
“Hyung~” You cry, “More, more, more! Wanna cum, gonna cum.”
You are babbling now, words slurred as your body threatens to give way, but with Kibum’s continued ministrations, you are sure that he is permissive. His hand grips tighter, thrusting faster, chasing his own high as much as yours. You are sure that walking will be a little difficult after this, his cock is long and girthy, stretching you out far past that of either yours or his fingers. You are close, and growing closer by the second, enamoured by the man kissing you, fucking you, stroking you, holy shit you can’t hold back any longer.
“Cum for me, honey,” He murmurs against your lips, “Show me how good I make you feel.”
With a strangled cry, you throw your head back just as you release, hot strings of cum spurt from your cock all up your stomach, so hard that you almost reach your neck. Kibum milks your cock to oversensitivity, until you are running dry and he finally lets go too. His moans escalate as he fucks into you with every ounce of effort that he can muster, reaching his orgasm in record time following yours, once he can focus on only that and not getting you there also. The repeated abuse of your prostate has your thighs shaking, whimpering and writhing under him as you take the thrusts with the submissive patience that you have learned so well.
As Kibum slows down, all that you can hear is your heavy breathing, and the bass from the music thumping downstairs. You are dizzy and overwhelmed, and you cry out breathlessly when Kibum pulls out and moves away to dispose of the filled condom. He returns to you from his ensuite bathroom with a wet towel, and he rejoins you on the bed to kiss you while he wipes your body clean, removing the drying seed all up your stomach, and the overflow of lube on your cock and your ass. He laughs as you twitch when he touches you but he is gentle and only playing around, he really is just as enamoured with you as you are with him.
“Stay here tonight,” Kibum purrs, in more of an order than an offer, “I think I might want round two in the morning.”
