#ode smut

Kim Jungsu

EYE CONTACT! Jungsu would just love your reactions to him licking and sucking at your clit. If your inner thighs are sensitive, he would absolutely abuse them. Just running his teeth over your sensitive skin and sucking pretty little love bites into your thighs until he can't ignore your heat anymore and he eats you out as you buck up into his mouth.

Kwak Jiseok

Gaon has those beautiful lips and I fully believe that he uses them for EVIL. Where Jungsu sucks on your thighs, I think Gaon would just focus on your clit. When you inevitably buck your hips or grind into his mouth, I see him pulling away and taunting, teasing you. He'd just coo at how desperate you are for his tongue and lips until he can't handle it any more and he just has to make you shake under his lips.

Oh Seungmin

O.de would love tongue and finger fucking you. While you deserve some time focused soley on you, the tightness in his pants as he hears you moan his name would be so distracting. He couldn't help but fill you up with his tongue or fingers. As much as his cock would be begging to fill you up, he couldn't stop fucking you until he tasted you cumming for him.

Han Hyeongjun

I can only picture Junhan eating you out when you're sitting on his face--but oh how he'd love your weight on his chin. He would thankfully, breathlessly eat you out until you were dripping down his chin. He'd just buck his hips into the air and whimper until you decided you were satistified and maybe rode him, as a treat.

Lee Jooyeon

I'll say it: Jooyeon seems very proud of his tongue! I feel like he would take great pride in using it to make you cum over and over and over again, but I think he'd absolutely use it to tease you. He wouldn't restrict it to just between your legs. No, if you were sensitive somewhere, he would use his tongue to coax an orgasm out of you.

GIVING

MOST

Ode Jooyeon Gunil Gaon Jungsu Junhan

LEAST

Am I projecting? Maybe! But hear me out on this! I think Jooyeon and Seungmin would be the most into giving. It’s been like two months since I first saw this clip of him gripping the fuck out of that keyboard and I have not stopped thinking about it, like, there’s no way Seungmin isn’t the biggest tease in the entire world. 

Because Seungmin wouldn’t just edge you one way or another. It would be Every. Single. Possible. Way. He’d tease you by rubbing your clit over your panties, whispering filthy things to you about how precious it was that you were about to come even though he hadn’t even really touched you yet, how he can feel how wet you are just for him… he’d edge you when he’d finally pull your panties off and eat you out, purposely slowing down his tongue whenever you bucked your hips or squirmed under him, bringing you bright back to the edge again by humming around your clit so the vibrations ran through you… AND let’s talk about fingering. He’d absolutely just use one finger at first just to hear you beg for more, just to hear you whine about how you want to be full, and he’d oblige, obviously, but he’d move so fucking slow that you could cry. And of course he’d fake pity you, telling you that he’s just making sure you could take his cock (even though he’d make you take it regardless). GOD!! AND THEN!!! The way he’d bring you right to the edge, making you think he’d let you come around his fingers before he’d switch up and fuck into you… saying something like “Fuck, all that time I spent stretching you open with my fingers and you’re still so fucking tight around my cock…”… the way he’d pull out almost completely when you were about to come, every movement of his bringing you closer and closer before he’d stop, loving how you were completely at his mercy… how he’d praise you right after and tell you that you’re so beautiful when you come, he should let you finish more often… 

Jooyeon, on the other hand, I think is much more of a brat than Seungmin is. He wouldn’t edge you for a long period of time, and he wouldn’t do it to make you squirm and whine to remind you that you belong to him, as much as he would just for his own pleasure. He would only edge you when he ate you out, and he’d do it just so he could stay laying between your legs, running his tongue up and down your slit until he couldn’t take it anymore and had to fuck you… but he could eat you out forever if you’d let him. He’d push your thighs apart every time you’d try to squeeze them together to get any kind of friction on your clit so you could come, and he’d keep you right on the edge by pressing kisses into your skin, your wetness coating his chin and lips, leaving your inner thighs wet. You would absolutely feel him smirk against you every time you whined or moaned or begged him to just let you come, and when you’d ask him to compromise and just let you come and he could keep eating you out, he’d say something like “I’m already eating you out doll, why would I stop just to let you come?” AND!! When he’d finally let you come after he couldn’t even breathe on you without you getting close, he wouldn’t stop… he would overstimulate you into oblivion, leaving you knowing nothing but the feel of his tongue on your pussy, the press of his fingertips in your thighs, his needy, loving noises and the ecstasy wracking through your body,

Gunil could go either way, but he leans more toward to being open to it more often. He wouldn’t edge you every time you fucked, and he wouldn't ever edge you more than once or twice. But that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t take his time, going excruciatingly slowly, building your orgasm up over time. In a way, it was teasing for him too, having to hold back from slamming into you like he was used to, but as much pleasure as he got from doing that, he got more out of cooing at you when you writhed and grabbed out for him. While he’d start with his fingers, pumping them in and out of you at his usual pace, he’d use his free hand to yank at your hair, saying “Don’t you dare. You’re going to come on my cock or you’re not going to come at all.” And then, he’d run his hands up and down your body so slowly while he fucked into you at the slowest possible speed, making sure you felt every single inch of him, saying things like “There you go, that’s my good girl. Fuck, take my cock just like that.” and when you’d beg him to come, he’d click his tongue at you and grab your chin, making you look at him so he knew you were listening when he’d say “I know you want to come, baby. I know. I want you to come too, but you’re so pretty when you take my cock like this… so fucking beautiful…. just a little more, baby. You can take it.” And, of course, you would, because you would do anything he asked of you, even if it meant trying to take slow, deep breaths as he fucked you slowly until he’d finally let you come.

Gaon is very middle ground. He’d do it if the time felt right and he, too, was feeling like a little brat, but his edging would be unconventional. He’s the type to pull you over his lap and spank you, “accidentally” letting his fingers slide between your legs to get them wet. When you’d arch your back a little every time he’d do that, he’d make a note of it, mentally, before eventually being bold and sliding his fingers into you. But of course, your moans and whines of “I’m gonna come” would be met with “Oh, but I’m not done spanking you, princess.” before he’d pull his fingers out of you and slap your ass again, the wetness on his palm only adding to the sting.

Jungsu, too, is different. He isn’t into edging so that he could have power over you or anything like that. He’s more into accidental edging, if that makes sense. What I mean is that he’s such a cock warming guy. He’d want to be inside you every time you were cuddled up somewhere watching a show or a movie, feeling how you’d get wet over time for him whenever he’d tease you by moving or thrusting into you to remind you that the two of you were one in that moment. But a movie is a long time… and if it was a movie with particularly raunchy scenes? He wouldn’t be able to stop himself from fucking into you as a natural reaction. But when he’d feel you clench around him, he’d slow down, saying things like “Shh, relax, angel. Relax. We’ve got 15 minutes left, you can do it.”

And Junhan… well. I have little to say on this because I will have a lot to say about him in a moment. He isn’t into edging you. He’s into being edged.

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RECEIVING 

MOST

Junhan Ode Jungsu Gaon Jooyeon Gunil

LEAST

Let’s Talk About Submissive Junhan. If there are no submissive Junhan lovers in the world, I am gone. Because he’d make the prettiest sounds whenever you edged him. Not even necessarily in a 24/7 domme/sub dynamic way, let’s focus solely on the sex. He’s such a whiny boy. A desperate, needy angel. Because when you’d hold his cock in one hand and teasingly bring a vibrator to and from his tip, he’d buck his hips up and whine and gasp, begging for more but not even being able to find the words to do so. His fists would ball up in the sheets next to him and he’d throw his head back… God, he’d look so pretty laying there with wide eyes and his hair all splayed out, panting, his pre-cum leaking out of him, his face red. The way his chest would heave with deep shaky breaths… And when you’d coo at him like he was nothing but a desperate little thing, he’d twitch in your hands, on the brink of coming just from that alone. You wouldn’t even have to degrade him in a hardcore way, either. Just saying things like “oh, look at you, poor needy thing” and “such a good boy for me,” would make him shake. Laughing at him a little, sadistically, despite your tone being sweet… putting the vibrator on the head of his cock while your other hand moved up and down just slightly, feeling him twitch in your hand, so close to coming. “Awh, are you gonna come? Already?” You’d ask, keeping the vibrator on him. And when he’d answer with frantic nods and a choked out “yes” you’d pull the vibrator away and the room would fill with his desperate whines… following it up with “You’ll come when I say you can.” And because he’s a good boy, obviously he’d nod and accept it, despite being so frustrated and pent up and needy. And of course, when you did let him come, he’d whine even louder, constantly thanking you, his hips bucking and his cum getting all over him, painting him as such a pretty mess…

Now, Seungmin… is not that kind of submissive in my eyes. He’s not a total dom, but he likes to switch things up, letting you take the lead sometimes. He wouldn’t get off on the idea of spending a long time with a toy on him, he wants to feel you around him, even if that means teasing him like that. He’s into edging in the sense that he uses it as a way to get himself closer and closer to the edge in terms of having to take over and pin you down and fuck you in return for your teasing. He’d love watching you bounce on his cock, muttering “Fuck, I’m so close, fuck,” while his fingers dug into your hips, which would give him easy access to slap your ass when you’d stop and get off, innocently saying you’re just switching positions when you both knew that you were just doing it to be a brat and edge him. The way he’d get more and more frustrated and pent up every time you’d come on his cock but you wouldn’t let him come yet would drive him wild, until you were literally pinned down on the bed or against the wall while he fucked his cum into you.

Let’s go back to cock warming Jungsu because mentally, I’m still there. If roles were reversed and you were the one who was moving on purpose, clenching around him and teasing him, he’d love it. Again, not because he wants you to take control (though he wouldn’t be against letting you be in charge every once in a great while) but because he loves knowing that you want him so badly that you’d be willing to tease him like that. When you’d “innocently” shift so he was deeper inside you, he’d let out a small groan, asking you “God, princess, what are you doing?” while his head fell into your neck, and his breathing would be so ragged and shallow. Obviously, you’d pretend like you had no idea what he was talking about, giggling softly as you’d “accidentally” grind against him, which would bring him closer and closer. He’d grab your waist to try to stop you, his voice almost pained as he’d say “Stop it or I’ll come.” And hey, you’re a good girl, so you’d listen! You’d stop moving entirely, leaving him right there on that edge. Maybe he should be careful what he wishes for.

Gaon is also a brat. He just is. But again, I think he’s very give or take, middle of the road. When I think about edging Gaon, it’s always something public. A quickie or teasing him in the car, not even touching him. He’s the kind of person who could come just from your words, and suggestive, little touches. If you whispered to him about how wet you were, or how bad you wanted him inside you, he’d get hard on the spot. It would only get worse for him when you’d rub his arm, wrapping your fingers around his forearm and stroking it slowly, mirroring the same way you loved to stroke his cock. He’d be so close to coming, telling you “Fuck, please just touch me… I need you.” But you, ever the responsible one, wouldn’t. You’d just take your hands away from him completely and tell him that he’d have to wait until he was home if he wanted to come with you, but rest assured, you were just as needy as he was.

And if I say that Jooyeon would be into thigh fucking, then what? The way he’d slide his cock between the soft skin of your inner thighs, your wetness only helping him go faster, would make him so needy, even a bit whiney. Be it on the couch, in bed, in a bath together or hell, even bent over a table or counter, he’d happily take you up on the offer to fuck your thighs. It would start as foreplay, almost every time, but when you’d take a step away from him, teasing him and leaving him panting and needy, his brows would furrow. And you better believe that after you doing that enough times, he’d have enough, pushing you over the nearest flat surface and fucking into you, hard and fast.

Gunil… simply wouldn’t be into it. Sure, you could edge him once or twice every now and then, but it would be foreplay, and much like Jooyeon, he’d have to remind you of your place, remind you that he’s in charge and he’s the one who decides when either of you get to come, not you. And he’d make you say it too. Grabbing your hair and yanking it, whispering in your ear, “You thought you were so cute, trying to pull that little stunt, weren’t you?” Before he’d spank you, hard enough to leave a mark before fucking into you… and dare I say? Coming inside you so you were reminded that you were his, in every possible way. (Gunil having a breeding kink? Who's to say...)

And it honestly made Seungmin go crazy everytime you would wear it, but even more so now that you were doing it with people around. He was proud of telling the world that you were his girlfriend, but the way you were not afraid of showing that you were his too, it made him fall even more in love with you - and it turned him on a whole new level too. 

Regarding all of this, Seungmin couldn’t understand why some random guy thought it would be appropriate to try to flirt with you when you were obviously wearing your collar, when he was by your side only a few minutes earlier. He had just left for a moment to go to the bathroom, and when he came back, this lame dude was trying to steal you away from him. He was confident that this wouldn’t happen - because you loved him and he trusted you - but the audacity that guy had made him angrier than he thought it would. 

Seungmin approached the two of you calmly, sneaking one arm around your waist and kissing your temple before he looked up at the guy with a smirk that he didn’t even try to hide. And the way you immediately leaned against him with a sigh of relief made him see this guy in an even worse light. He couldn’t hear what he was saying to you, but guessing by the way you reacted at his interruption, he must have been pestering you since he left. 

“- What’s going on darling ? Are you okay ? Who’s this ?

- Yeah, I’m alright, he was gonna leave, right ?”

You took a sip of your beer, not really looking back at the man that had been bothering you, but Seungmin didn’t hesitate to stare at him with a condescending look on his face. Though, the guy wasn’t disposed to leave yet apparently, despite the fact that you were clearly uninterested, and that you were clearly taken. And it was starting to get on Seungmin’s nerves. 

“- No, I’m not leaving. Who are you anyway man ? Can’t you see I was talking to this girl ?”

The way he was talking about you like you were not even there made your boyfriend’s jaw clench, and you could feel the rage radiating from him. His jealousy was talking for him, and it was never good, for either of you. You intertwined your fingers with his, trying to remind him of your presence by his side and to soothe him a little. 

“- This girl is my fucking girlfriend, man. So either you leave by yourself or I’ll make you leave.”

Seungmin didn’t strike as a guy who could fight, but you knew he could definitely put this dude down. However, you didn’t want it to get to that point. Yes, he had been annoying, but you just wanted to enjoy this evening with your boyfriend, and it had been a long time since your schedules aligned to go out together, you didn’t want this opportunity to be ruined by a motherfucker who couldn’t take a hint, or no for an answer. 

“- Please, just go away. As I told you, I have a boyfriend. It’s best for you to leave us alone.”

The man huffed, but one of his friends pulled him back and apologized for him. However, it did not ease the feelings stirring inside of Seungmin. He tried to concentrate on the bitter taste of beer going down his throat, and on the way you were slowly stroking his arm, but all he wanted was to remind you that you were his. He knew it was irrational, because you were the first one to send that guy off, and that there was no reason for him to feel that jealous over a loser like him, but he was, and he needed to have you. 

“- We’re going home. Now.

- What ? But Seungmin, we just got here !

- We’ll come back another time, but right now I want to be inside you so we’re going home, darling.”

Your cheeks heated up, and you pushed him towards the exit of the bar, worried that someone might have heard him saying filthy things. But honestly, you weren’t opposed to his plan. Sex when Seungmin was jealous was always so good you couldn’t say no. He was quiet on the way home, one hand settled high up your thigh as he drove the both of you through the city and back to your shared apartment. As soon as you opened the door, Seungmin led you to the bedroom and began to rummage through a drawer that was reserved for all the toys you owned. And you knew very well what he was searching for. 

“- Kneel down on the floor darling, hands on your knees.”

You positioned yourself like he had asked you to, in the exact same spot you always found yourself whenever Seungmin needed to unwind. When your boyfriend looked back at you, his gaze had visibly darkened, and he was holding the leash that could be attached to your collar. He chuckled when he saw your eyes glimmer as he approached you, hooking the leash into the collar and experimentally tugging on it. His smirk widened when you let out a relieved sigh.

“- You look so pretty like this, all fucking mine.”

You nodded along at his words, nuzzling your face against his hand when he stroked your cheek. You were all his. Seungmin unbuttoned his jeans with one hand, keeping the leash wrapped around his other hand, and he pulled them down enough so his half hard cock could spring free. Seeing you with your collar and leash, that he had specifically bought for you, chosen for you, put on you himself always did things to him. 

“- I’m gonna fuck your throat, darling. And you’re gonna take it like the good little slut you are.

- Yes, please.”

Seungmin grin widened as you whined when he tugged on the leash, pushing you closer to him until your face was pressed against his hard cock. The view was sinful, and nasty, but that was what the both of you loved. 

“- Open your mouth.”

You obeyed on the spot, your tongue lolling out and your doe eyes looking up at him. Seungmin groaned as he tugged on the leash harder, forcing his tip inside of your mouth. And you let him push his dick further down, relaxing your throat to the max until he was buried to the hilt. Seungmin groaned when you swallowed around him, his eyes filled with lust and something darker you knew all too well. 

“- Such a good little whore you are kitten.”

You kept your hands on your knees like he had asked you to as he started to rock his hips back and forth, his veiny length dragging inside of your mouth. Seungmin tugged on the leash to have you meet his moves every time, invading all your senses as you tried to keep your gag reflex under control. You whined quietly around him when he pulled particularly hard on your collar, the pressure making the wet spot in your panties significantly grow. That was when he seemed to lose his self control. 

“- Fuck…”

When he went silent like this and not bombarding you with his dirty words anymore was when he was about to ruin you. And that was exactly what he did. His hips snapped forward at a rapid pace, one hand tugging on the leash to bring you back to him in sync with his every move, and the other closed up in a fist in your hair, pushing you down even further on his cock. His groans and moans were loud, saliva pooling at the corner of your mouth the deeper you took him down your throat, and you couldn’t even complain about the way he was ruining you because the look of pure ecstasy on his face and his airy moans could have been enough to make you cum. 

Without long, Seungmin was grunting about how good and warm you felt, about how he was going to fill your mouth with his cum and leave his mark on you. He tugged on the leash every so often, making you gag around his cock and producing a song that brought him even closer to the edge. Your cheeks were covered in tears, your makeup just as ruined as you were, but it didn’t matter when Seungmin was moaning as he shot his load down your throat. A satisfied smirk spread on his lips as you swallowed it all down without him having to tell you anything - he really did train you to be his perfect good girl. He crouched down in front of you, still on your knees and out of breath, pulling on your leash and making you whine until your faces were inches apart. 

“- You’re mine, darling, all mine.”

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ugh just imagine working at the front desk of the gym and he’d come in every day. you got the perfect view of him working out, watching his biceps bulge when he lifts weights and his back muscles fill out when he does chest presses. you wouldn’t even notice when another person had walked in and it became a common occurrence for your coworker having to scold you for not paying attention.

the first time be caught you looking, you thought it’d be the only time, your eyes quickly looking down and you having to pretend like you’re something behind the counter. when you thought the coast was clear you look up again, catching him smiling at you and shaking his head in amusement.

it became a repetitive thing though, him either glancing at you looking at him through the mirror at you watching or turning his head to see if you saw that. you still pretended to have shame though, only looking when he wasn’t paying that much attention towards you.

the more you stared though the more the warnings piled up. your boss appointed you to clean the locker rooms for the rest of the week and you were disappointed since you couldn’t get your fill of entertainment. you sweep the tile floors, cursing at your boss under your breath for having to make you clean the locker room that seemed never ending.

you were finally in the last row, wiping the sweat that beaded across your forehead, glancing at the clock that was perched on the wall, noticing that it was way past the usual time the stranger—seungmin you think due to looking at his membership—would show up and leave. you shake your head, continuing to sweep to pass by time.

“excuse me?” you hear from behind your shoulder. the voice irritated you even more since you left a sign outside of the locker room door to indicate that it was closed for now. your breathe in before turning around.

“sorry but the locker room isn’t…” you trail off, the voice belonging to him. your stop dead in your tracks, his shirt off and a light drops of sweat rolling down his arms. your eyes trail downwards, looking at his toned stomach. your eyes scan the ink that adorns his rib and finally down to the deep v-line that is cut off by his gym shorts that loosely rest low on his hips. you clear your throat again, shaking your head to regain focus. “the locker room isn’t open right now.”

you can’t tell whether or not the smile on his face is either friendly or cocky, but he looks down to the floor, leaning against the cold steel of the lockers before he looks back up at you.

“you should at least let me get my shirt out of my locker.”

“excuse me?” you scoff, setting the broom down.

“you know, with all the staring you do. do you have any humility?” he laughs, walking past you and stopping once he reaches his locker. “seungmin, by the way. did you enjoy the seungmin show?”

your words are caught in the back of your throat and you’re stuck with stuttering out an excuse. seungmin watches, digging inside of his locker for the shirt and mindlessly nodding, pulling his sleeveless shirt over his head. the slam of the small locker door shutting stops anymore words from leaving your mouth.

“maybe get a video next time, pretty girl. it’ll save you some of the trouble.” seungmin winks, walking past you and leaving you behind with a dropped jaw.

UGH AND imagine after that you haven’t stared at him since and it pisses him off a little bit. seungmin likes your attention obviously and it’d be easier to tease you the next time he runs into you, maybe asking you was his form perfect or ask you how many pull ups he did as if you knew.

but he couldn’t even do that, since he watched you like a hawk through the mirror and you haven’t looked up from your computer once, the only time being is when you would welcome people in.

yeah, seungmin was pissed.

he watches your boss tell you something that he can’t hear, watching you leave from behind the counter to grab your broom and dustpan. you made sure to show your frustrations, placing the big “locker rooms closed” sign outside of the room.

but seungmin will just do like he did last time, walk right past the sign to get his shirt from his locker.

you on the other hand is not too please when you hear footsteps again for the third time, slowly getting more and more frustrated due to the gym head bastards ignoring the big ass sign you put outside of the locker room. you inhale, ready to put bass inside of your voice at the fourth—and hopefully last—person to enter the locker room, but your words are stuck yet again at the sight of seungmin.

he looks a bit different than when you last saw him a few weeks ago, his body slightly bulkier and his abs more defined. you shut your eyes trying to show self restraint, taking another deep inhale before looking at him one more time.

“you know you can’t be in here. please leave.”

“i just want my shirt.” he says, almost emotionless. you roll your eyes.

“make it quick.” you say and he nods, walking past you to his locker. he eyes you, watching you go back to sweeping and completely ignoring his presence. it bruises his ego a little bit, but he keeps his mouth shut as he pulls his shirt over his head.

“wait,” you stop sweeping, turning around. seungmin raises an eyebrow. “can i have a little feel?”

seungmin’s somewhat bruised pride swells again. “where?”

“here?” your hand comes up to his bicep. he turns his arm towards you and curls his arm, the muscles of his arms bulging as he flexes. you give it a squeeze, your eyes widening. “you’re really strong.”

“oh yeah?” you nod your head, your hands traveling up and down his arm, giving small squeezes on the firm muscles. “you know what else i can lift?”

“what?”

seungmin moves, turning completely towards you and grabbing your waist. he lifts you off of your feet, gasping once he pushes your back against the lockers, your legs wrapping around his torso so you wouldn’t fall.

“i’ve been wanting to do this ever since i caught you in here last time.” seungmin says just above whisper, his sweatpants growing tight in the front once his mind is able to register your clothed heat against his pelvis. he knew you two had been painfully attracted to one another, but he didn’t dare make another move until your eyes were on his, your arms wrapping around his shoulders, making it crystal clear that you both wanted this.

your hands run over his broad shoulders and down the smooth skin his back, “but what if another person walks in?”

“then let them. it’ll probably be the highlight of their day.” you both share a chuckle that evaporates into the air.

seungmin buries his face into the flesh of your neck, his flexed arms burning. he doesn’t mind the burn, blaming it on himself for only focusing on arm workouts today, but your warmth and hushed breaths pay for it, leaving seungmin no room to complain.

your head falls against the locker with a thump, trying to distract yourself from the orgasm building up. seungmin angles his hips at a better angle, his cock deliciously hitting your g spot, making you squeal a little too loudly. your nails bite deep down in the flesh his shoulder blades to his back, raking over the scratches you had left not that long ago.

seungmin couldn’t hold back the sharp hiss and whine that’d been bubbling up in his throat, his hips snapping into you, shuddering at the cold air that tickles the raw scratches. his flush palms dig into your waist, holding you tighter when he feels your walls clench around him. “god, you feel so good.” he breathes out, lapping at your neck before roughly biting into it.

you feel your heartbeat throbbing out of your chest, the heavy thumps beating through your ears in contrast with the sound of seungmin’s hips meeting the back of your thighs. you pant, arms swings around seungmin’s marked shoulders as you pull him in close, panting hot onto the skin.

seungmin feels your body tense under the flex of his fingers, moving you up and down to match the movement of his hips. he roughly pushes you against the lockers in response to the tug of your warm, tightening walls, bleaching his mind blank. you’re too far gone to notice and he’s just as desperate as you, fucking you like his life depended on it as he chases his orgasm that blooms in the pit of his stomach.

the harsh thrust that seungmins hips deliver is all your orgasm needs, the loud wail that comes straight from your throat rings through seungmins ear like a bell. it’s your body’s turn to shudder as it comes undone, your eyebrows knitting together and seungmins palm covering your open mouth.

“i still need to cum.” he says weakly between breaths, sliding down your body and back to your waist. his still hips began to thrust into you again, slow enough to not overstimulated you too much but still pleasurable enough for him.

your legs snugly wrap around his torso. his hand over your mouth muffles the mewls that escape your lips, giving one, two more thrusts before he’s spilling inside of you in thick ropes.

seungmins head falls into the steel lockers behind you. he heavily pants into your clothed shoulder, his hands offering soft squeezes into the meat of your waist. you two stay like that for god knows however long, blissed out and completely unaware of the everything around you. he pulls away once his breathing steadies, lifting you up gently to pull you off his length. he helps you pull up your trousers and steady yourself before pulling up his own.

“are you guys finally done?” a voice calls from one of the far rows of the room. and you know that loud, annoying voice that likes to bitch from anywhere—it belongs to your boss.

“I know…” he mumbles an answer and then he lets out a sigh as you ride him slowly. “Just like that,” he adds a praise, coming out as nothing more than a whisper. 

“How am I gonna survive 4 weeks without this…?” you question as you hold onto his shoulders and you throw your head back, trying to focus only on the sensations rushing through your body. Seungmin had chuckled at you when you were complaining to him earlier - not being able to see your boyfriend while you’re on vacation to visit your family for a whole month seems like a long time even to you. He had suggested that you could simply video call him when you felt lonely, but you’re convinced that deep down he too knows that seeing his face won’t be the only thing you’re gonna miss.

“You’ll have to get off without me in the meantime, huh?” he comments, a hint of a cocky grin gracing his lips as he leans against the backrest of the sofa in your flat. “Keep moving your hips for me,” he orders as your movements are starting to get sloppy, and you do them properly, heat coursing through your body at the way he fits inside you so perfectly. Seungmin praises you again, eyes growing darker as he lets his gaze take in every inch of your body, and you see him sinking his teeth into his bottom lip.

“You gonna think of me?” he asks, suddenly making eye contact.

“Hm?”

“While fingering yourself,” he states. “You know. When you can’t take it anymore that I’m not there to fuck you.” You let out a small whine at his words, because he’s exactly right, even though you don’t want to admit it for some reason. “Is that a yes?” he pries, and now the grin on his lips is growing bigger. His fingertips wander from your hips up to your chest, cupping your breasts and harshly squeezing your nipples to make you moan from the pleasure that comes with the pain.

“Yeah…” you eventually answer, and Seungmin seems pleased with that.

“You know what,” he says, palms massaging your chest now, before one hand finds its way up to the back of your neck and the other wanders south. “Call me.” He brings your face closer to yours, but doesn’t kiss you just yet. Instead he watches for your reaction as he lets his fingertip draw slow circles on your clit, drinking up the whimper that escapes you as you briefly squeeze your eyes shut. “Just call me when you can’t take it anymore. And I’ll guide you… tell you how to touch yourself, as if it was my hands.” You gulp at the idea, rolling your hips just a little faster now.

“That’s hot,” you remark.

“Good.” Your boyfriend connects his lips to yours, leading you into an open mouthed kiss while never ceasing the movement of his finger against your core. “I’m gonna miss you too,” he eventually admits when you part for a mere second, only for him to attach his lips to your throat next. Leaving a trail of nips and kisses down the side of your neck, a small moan escapes him and you find him having knitted his eyebrows when he comes back up. “Gonna miss being inside you like this…” he groans, going faster as he tends to your clit and you match your tempo with his. Now clinging to his shoulders while riding him and feeling your high building up in the pit of your stomach, you whine again.

“Shit, me too…” you mewl. “Fuck, want to cum on your cock so bad…” Your boyfriend groans at your words, telling you he’s almost there himself, but he holds back, focusing on getting you off instead.

“Y/N… just a little longer…” Curses continuously fall from your lips as your orgasm is fast approaching, nails digging into the skin on his back before you drag them all the way across, leaving your mark on him and he moans in response.

“Fuck, babe…” you groan through gritted teeth, and then you feel yourself tumbling over the edge. You cry out his name as you clench around his length, and mere moments later you’re overcome with bliss as he fills you up with a desperate moan.

Panting, you stay in your positions, and eventually Seungmin wraps his arms around you to pull you close.