#minhosmut

Minho slides the side of your crop top up, to see the lingerie from last night still hugging your body tightly.

He lets go of the fabric and doubles over, wheezing from the way it made his erection ache. he strains his hand over it in an attempt to stop the pain.

“You did this. I was trying not to touch myself until i got home, so that we could have some fun. you’re just too fucking sexy y/n. please help me. I'm so hard it hurts,” He begs.

You snap out of your startled daze, and decided to give him what he wants. Its what he deserves, but you were going to have some fun first. you push his shoulders backward until he fell back into his desk chair, still groaning from the pressure his black skinny jeans were putting on his hard dick.

You kneel in front of him, sticking your butt out the was you knew he liked it. Another strained groan came out of his mouth. at this rate, you could make him cum untouched.

you slowly brought your hands to his hardened member, and lightly flattened your hand against it. you could feel his erection throbbing through his pants, as he bucked his hips up at you.

“please. i can’t take this anymore,” He grunts as he undoes his jeans, and hauls them across the room. The tip of his boxers is covered in precum, and his cock is almost spilling over the side of his boxers. 

I slip his throbbing member out of his boxers, as minho uncomfortably squirms underneath me.

i flatten my thumb over his tip. he growls at eh sudden contact and digs his nails into the leather chair. i remove my hand and tighten it around the base of his cock, causing him so swear under his breath maultiple times.

i slowly lower my mouth onto his tip, making sure i keep eye contact with him. as soon as my tongue comes in contact with his tip, he’s grunting. i cover his whole tip and swirl my tongue around it, while also stroking the rest of him slowly, tracing every vein with my nails.

He throws his hands in my hair, and applies a little pressure on my head, trying to push me down further. I sink all the way down in one go, his tip easily hitting the back of my throat. He harshly pushes my head into his stomach, making my eyes water.

“fuck yes baby. no one can do it like you do,” He growls, as he begins to take control.

He starts thrusting slowly into your mouth, making sure not to go all the way down. His thrusts slowly speed up, and soon he’s throwing your name out like his life depended on it.

“ahh- y/n, your mouth looks so pretty attached to my cock.”

my head is bopping up and down off his cock is a rapid manner.

his thrusts start getting sloppy, as he shoves my head all the way down. His tip hits the back of my throat and he holds it there for a few more seconds, before his hot cum goes spilling down my throat.

I start coughing as i detach from his dick, glistening saliva running all over my lips.

Minho puts his pants on and practically tackles me in a hug.

“I’m sorry if i hurt you baby. you took it so well,” He praises.

“I don’t have anything on tomorrow, so why don’t we spend that day with each other. I’m sick of leaving for work in the morning. I just wanna cuddle you,” he says tightening his grip.

A/n: I wrote this for my English class. Oops😂

Warning: None. A lil fluff??

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“Hey. Wake up.”

I was awoken by someone shaking my shoulders lightly

“What? I’m awake.” I said groggily

“You overslept, get up.” The blonde said throwing me some clothes

“Do I have to?” I whined

“Yes. We need you in the gardens today.” The boy said, I groaned in response.

“C’mon Lily.” He said starting to pull my feet out of bed.

“Newt. Please..” I whined again grabbing my pillow and trying to pull myself back up onto the bed

“Nope.” He said

“Fine.” I sighed sitting up.

“Good. Let’s get a move on love.” The British boy said

“Yeah, yeah. Get outta here.” I laughed pushing him out of my room so I could get dressed.

Once I was dressed in the clothes that had been so kindly thrown at my head just a few moments before I walked down to the gardens.

Everyone was already hard at work in the glade, despite the hot sun beating down it didn’t seem to bother them.

Once I had spotted Newt I walked over to see what needed help and where.

“Ah, I see you made it out.” He smiled

“Very funny, now what needs help?” I asked

“Well, we need more fertilizer, could you be a fool and go get some?” Newt asked

I nodded and took the buckets off into the woods.

Most didn’t like the job of digging fertilizer for the gardens, but I didn’t mind it. The woods were shaded from the scorching sun that beat down on the gardens.

I had almost finished filling the two buckets when I heard a twig snap behind me. I snapped my head around, being startled by the sudden sound.

There stood Ben. His skin had a silly green tint, his eyes were a dark black-blue color, and he was foaming at the mouth like a dog with rabies.

“Hey Ben.” I said carefully trying to hide the fear in my voice.

“Bad.. bad bad bad.” He started rambling crazily.

“Y-you okay buddy?” I asked taking a step back.

Before I could make a run back to the gardens Ben lunged at me, I screamed and his hands immediately went to my neck restricting my breath.

“C’mon Ben, we’re buddies.” I choked out, the fear becoming very apparent in my voice.

I started to become light headed as my breath became harder and harder to catch.

In a second Ben was knocked off me as quickly as he had lunged at me. I backed up against a tree. I was shaking like a leaf and the tears began to fall down my cheeks, shutting my eyes and breathing heavily still trying to catch my breath.

“Hey are you okay?” I worried British voice said as more for steps came running in.

“What happened?” Someone said

“Ben went crazy and tried to kill Lily.” Newt said putting a hand on my shoulder.

“Hey hey, don’t cry.” Newt said wiping my tears away with his thumbs. He put a hand under my chin, tilting my head up so he could get a look at my neck.

“You’re bruising a little but you’ll be okay.” Newt said.

“Let’s get you back to bed. How’s that sound?” He asked

I nodded and we walked out of the woods and back to the huts we had built, most containing three or more rooms, but mine only containing one, I got lucky as I persuaded the second in command, Newt, to let me have my own space. Being friends with him did have its perks, I could get Newt to do almost anything and nothing would happen to him or me because the second in command can talk his way out of everything.

I was extremely quiet as Newt and I were walking back to my hut. I sat down on my bed and looked at the floor, tears falling occasionally.

“Are you okay love?” He asked sitting next to me on my bed. I shook my head.

Newt put an arm around me, pulling me closer and hugged me.

“It’s okay. I won’t let anyone hurt you like that again.” He said kissing the top of my head.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my head into his neck.

“You should get some rest.” Newt said

“Okay.” I spoke barely above a whisper

As he got up to leave I grabbed his hand.

“Wait.” I said softly, He turned to me with a concerned look.

“Can you stay with me?” I asked and he smiled

“Of course.” Newt said.

I moved over toward the wall my bed was against until there was enough room for him to fit on the bed.

When he laid down next to me I put my head on his chest and moved closet to the boy.

“Don’t ever send me to get fertilizer again.” I laughed

“Wouldn’t plan on it.” He smiled and kissed my forehead.

Warning: Smut

While having your back propped against the firm wood of an oak tree, you had a clear view of the Glade as the sun was climbing over the vine stained walls. You sat and waited for the maze doors to open like you did every morning while the other Gladers were still fast asleep. Well, except for the runners - of course, who where currently having breakfast before getting ready to go out for the day.

It’s been a total of 6 months since arriving in the box and with you being the only girl amougst 40 boys, you feel somewhat overwhelmed by the whole situation despite that, most of the time the boys have been very considerate towards your feelings, so you can’t complain. Yet every time you bring up becoming a runner, they brush you aside by giving you a cold shoulder and no matter what you do or how many times you try to discuss it, there answer is simply no. So, you’ve been stuck in the slaughterhouse with Winton and the other Slicers since you arrived.

"Today is different" you say to yourself while looking over at the your prepacked bag. The doors of the maze made a horrific shifting sound and they began to slowly open to which you grabbed you pack and jogged over. You stood in the entrance of the maze as adrenaline surged through your body like an electric shock. Just was you were about to take your first step, someone shouted from behind you.

"What the klunk are you doing, shuck-face?" Instantly you turned around to see a displeased Minho charging across the glade after you but you had, had enough of the same old scenery therefore defied all the rules that Alby had set you and ran straight into the maze, ignoring Minho’s cry’s.

Left turn then right turn, you run pumping your legs (almost rhythmically) under you - a smile broke out on your face for you couldn’t remember the last time you felt so free. However you soon heard another pair of footsteps from behind you that where getting louder by the second and before you knew it the person had grabbed your wrist so sharply, that you were sent tumbling to the stone cold, floor.

"Did you really think you could escape me? The Keeper of the Runners?" Minho sarcastically chuckled with a somewhat malicious tone as he straddled your waist in order to keep you from running away.

"I-I wasn’t trying to…I just…needed to know" you replied unable to look at him in his dangerously brown eyes as he slammed both of his hands next to your head - boxing you in.

"Know what, cupcake? If I hadn’t of seen you how would you have gotten back? huh?" with anger abundantly radiating off of him, he moved his face so close to yours that your noses almost touched.

"I’m sorry, I just need to forget everything and get away - it's a hard life to get used to" tears formed in the corners of your eye’s whilst you slightly tilted your head up so that your nose rubbed against his in an attempt to reassure him. When he smiled back it was enough to clear your tears and instantly replace them by flushed cheeks. The sound of your heart was just like that of a drum for with every heartbeat you became more unsure if you could stand the close proximity between you and Minho.

"I’m not making you nervous, am I?" he groaned seductively in your ear while one of his hands travelled up your top and slipped under your bra, playing with your, now hard, nipple. Moans of pure bliss escaped your lips as he began to unhook it although at the back of your mind, a shameful feeling crept upon you.

"Minho…what are you…" you questioned between hasty breathes. When he stopped to glance down at you bewildered, the yearning for his touch exploded deep inside you - which he quickly noticed.

"What’s it look like cupcake? I’m helping you forget" You couldn’t bare it anymore, you needed to feel his skin embrace yours once more. Without warning, you wrapped your arms around his neck to bring his face to yours as you slammed your lips onto his - lust pouring out of you to which he immediately kissed back, slipping his tongue inside your mouth. The growing passion increased between you both. His hands were frantically caressing your body until he assisted you in stripping off your top and bra. He was fascinated by you and started marking your neck with visible love bits so the other Gladers knew that you belonged to him and him only.

"Stop teasing!" you cried - his laugh echoed through his chest as he tore off his own shirt and undid your belt. The arousal midst your lower region rapidly grew until he slipped his hand in your jeans to stroke your swollen clit and with every moan you made, you knew it just turned him on even more. As he felt you burgeon with wetness, he couldn't wait any longer hence he pulled down your jeans and underwear as he adjusted himself so his already hard member was teasingly rubbing against your entrance through his trousers. He smirked as he knew you wouldn’t last. 

"I’m going to make you scream may name until that’s the only word you remember" he unbuckled his trousers and mockingly hovered over your entrance making you moan out of impatience. When he slowly entered you, he allowed you to adjust before thrusting into you uncontrollably and your howls of pleasure vibrated off the walls of the maze. You could feel every inch of him inside you as he trusted deep and hard, you gripped onto his neck as his lips attacked yours once more.

"Say. my. name." he huffed between kisses and as you began nibbling him down his neck to which his thrusts quickened due to the immense enjoyment.

"Min-ho, I’m gonna…come" the words barely escaped your lips but he defiantly heard them for he promptly helped you reach your climax and with a few sloppy thrusts later he did too: releasing his warm, sticky liquid inside your tight area. He collapsed beside you, breathing heavy while satisfaction engulfed the both of you like a hurricane. After a moment to catch your breath, he turned on his side and lightly stroked your cheek.

"From now on, it’s just you and me - runners and lovers. Sound good to you, cupcake?" - What did he just say? You couldn’t believe it, did he just make you a runner? You kissed him madly in hysteria, for you knew that your love for this boy grew with every tender kiss.