the night you stopped wearing pajamas to sleep, soobin noticed too. you’d brushed it off claiming “it gets way too hot at night,” but even when winter came around, you still wore nothing.
just you in your laced underwear and soobin’s oversized tee. a white lie, you needed the morning sex between you and soobin.
“mmh,” your boyfriend sighed as he slipped under the covers behind you, fingers tracing around your waist and feeling the silk of your lingerie. “just underwear again? it’s pretty cold, baby.” soobin kissed your ear.
you slightly pressed your ass into him, the sudden pause of his movement making you break a smile. “it’s okay, i have you to warm me up.” you turned your head to kiss his chin.
the soft look on his face flickered — he was already slipping into that hazy state between tired and lust. but you didn’t let him win this time.
“i’m going to sleep, baby.” you whispered with an exaggerated yawn, turning away and squeezing his hand resting on your stomach. “goodnight, i love you.”
soobin shifted behind you — you felt it immediately. the strained press of his cock against your ass.
“o-oh,” he stammered quickly, trying to hide the disappointment in his voice. soobin knew how tired you were so he didn’t push.
“okay, i love you too. sweet dreams.” a soft kiss landed on your bare shoulder.
when dawn came breaking through the blinds, you were woken up to soobin moving you onto your back. “babyy,” he whimpered.
your eyes fluttered open, barely, and soobin was pressing desperate nips on your lips. “soob? baby, what time is it..?” you muttered.
your eyes were barely opened enough to check the clock — 5:53am — and there was soobin above you with his pupils dilated.
“‘m so fucking horny,” his voice cracked mid-sentence with a whimper, guiding your hand down where his hard cock throbbed.
“can i fuck you? pleaase, ‘need to feel your pretty pussy around me.”
you rubbed your eyes with your other hand, trying to hide a smile. this is exactly what you wanted.
“baby, i thought you said morning sex isn’t worth it..” you bit your lower lip, “because afterwards you fall asleep without remembering anything?”
soobin was a fucking menace during morning sex, but whenever you told him what he did, he could never remember and he’d whine about it for the whole day.
“i don’t care,” soobin whimpered. “you got me horny last night, ‘been holding back not fucking you in your sleep..”
you giggled, knowing he doesn’t even know what he’s saying right now. you reach for him, pulling down his shorts and underwear in one go.
“mmff—!” soobin moaned as his cock snapped against his abdomen, you feeling him and teasing him. “teasing me already?”
you knew he was way too oversized for you, so fucking with no foreplay would be—
he quickly yanked your leg over his shoulder and tugged your underwear to the side before slamming into you without warning.
“ngh! fuck—!” you cried, “soobin!” the sudden deep thrust made you clench around him, your pussy immediately being stretched out to his size.
he was already panting, thrusting in and out of you. soobin’s eyes were closed shut and his fingers were intertwined in yours.
“agh— so tight…! mmm,” his free hand began to pull your shirt up, which left your breasts exposed.
your boobs were bouncing with the unmerciful speed his thrusts were, and soobin had no hesitation to start licking your hard nipples.
“soobin,” you moaned. the bed frame was creaking, banging on the bedroom wall.
he couldn’t stop, and he wouldn’t want to anyways. “fuck—! ‘m gonna come,” soobin cried, his tight grip on your hands. you could feel him pulsing deep inside already — he was close.
“don’t pull out when you come,” you managed to say, feeling yourself at climax as well. “i want you in me.. when you come.”
his breath hitched and his hips slowed. soobin searched your face, “are— are you sure?” he panted, not wanting to force you into doing anything.
a broken whine came out as you clenched around him — slow, deep — just right, milking his precum in slow waves.
“please,” you stammered, hips jerking up instinctively. “‘want you to fill me up, baby,”
he didn’t hesitate. a few more deep and desperate thrusts into you sent you both over — rhythm breaking as soobin finally let go, spilling into you where you felt him everywhere. exactly what you wanted.
he didn’t pull out, not even an inch. just wrapped his arms around you while he buried himself to the hilt again, moaning loudly against your shoulder. “fffuuck—”
your pants seemed to mix together as he flipped onto his back, taking you with him where you were now across his stomach.
“shit,” soobin exhaled shakily, running his fingers through your hair. “we need to start doing this more often.”
“mmm? morning sex?” you giggled and nuzzled closer, enjoying the warmth of his cock still pulsing deep inside you. “or was it the unprotected part?”
“maybe both.” he mumbled, pressing a kiss into your temple, eyes half-lidded and already drifting toward slumber. “worth every second.”
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warnings: thigh riding, nipple play, fingering, mirror action, squirting and uhhh praising?? i guess?? [probably missed some]
☁️ ༉‧₊˚. my first hard thought WAHAHA and it's thanks to saej for requesting thigh riding with soobin~ in all honesty i have no idea what abomination i wrote so im sorry if it's not meeting your standards 😓 also i gotta update my txt perm tl so lmk if you wish to be added ^^
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“You can move in whatever way makes you feel good.”
Soobin’s words are whispered right against the torrid skin of your neck. The goosebumps decorating the path his lips had travelled contradicted with the heat surging in your belly. Your back was pressed fully into his chest, his warmth soaking into your spine along with the throbbing press of his hardness.
It could’ve been the alcohol you’ve consumed earlier, but both of you knew you’d be lying. The bottles of soju stayed untouched, beads of condensation trailing down their glass necks. Your cup still sat half-filled on the table, and Soobin’s hadn’t even been raised. You took a deep breath, trying to ground yourself to reality, but it was harder to do so with the way Soobin’s muscular thigh was pressed so snugly between your legs, and the friction that came from your hips stuttering forward and back in short, trembling movements was stealing every coherent thought you had left.
How did you end up this way? It only took him one glance at you in his shirt to lose his mind, and though you should be thinking for him, but your sane consciousness was slipping with each passing second and grinding.
Soobin leaned in closer, letting his chin rest against your shoulder. "Let me help you. Move like this."
His large hands gripped your hips and then he was guiding you, helping you move the way he wanted, the way you needed. Every press forward made your thighs tighten, made you chase the friction he offered with quiet desperation. The fabric of your panties had long turned damp, and the way it slid against his sweatpants made the heat between your legs unbearable. Your breath hitched when his palm shifted, sliding upward to cup your breast. He squeezed the soft flesh in his hand, thumb brushing over the sensitive peak through the thin cotton, and the sensation pulled a soft moan from your throat.
"S-Soobin," you gasped out, turning your face to look at him, your eyes pleading for more.
Soobin absolutely devoured your noises, his lips moved over yours with a slow kind of hunger, coaxing rather than claiming but no less consuming. He took it so tortuously and deliciously slow that you whimpered, nipping at his lower lip, desperate for more, desperate for anything.
You could feel his maddening smirk against your lips. His hands ventured under your — his — shirt, and you gasped into his open mouth as his fingers returned to the pebbling skin of your nipples. He pinched the bud, causing you to chase friction down his thigh even more — the drag of his leg against your crotch is unbearable, forcing you to throw your head back in pleasure.
Soobin's throaty chuckle rumbled through his chest, vibrating into your back and making your skin pebble with a fresh wave of goosebumps. The warmth of him, pressed up behind you was intoxicating in itself, but the sound — it made your knees want to give out. You kept your eyes shut at first, heart hammering insanely in your chest, but when you finally dared to open them, your gaze snagged instantly on the mirror you'd foolishly propped against the wall for aesthetic. The tall body-length frame caught everything clearly.
From the sprawled mess of you against him, your flushed face to the way Soobin’s dark, unfaltering gaze was latched onto yours in the reflection. His mouth curled into a slow, crooked smirk and your entire body tensed.
"You say I'm always whining, but look at you."
The teasing lilt in his voice was too close, breath skating past the sensitive shell of your ear. Your fingers tightened around the back of his neck as your body followed where his hands led, every roll of your hips coaxed by the pressure of his grip. His shirt was draped over your thighs, blocking the view in the mirror, and Soobin clicked his tongue at it like it personally offended him. With one hand, he bunched the fabric into a fist and lifted it, holding it near your mouth until you opened up and bit down.
"Keep it like this. That’s it."
With the fabric now held up, there was no hiding anything. Your entire body was bared to the reflection, every curve, every twitch, every slight shift in expression clear as day. Soobin kissed the shell of your ear. "Do you see it, baby? How beautiful you look like this in my arms."
Despite your lust clouded brain, you could still think coherently enough to worry about your dampness leaking through your panties and coat his pants. Sure enough, when you looked down, you saw the wet darkened patch on his thigh. You would apologize but Soobin looked not even a bit bothered by it. Instead he held you in place by cupping the swell of your underboob, the other hand sliding into your panties.
The moan you let out was borderline sinful when his fingers slid along your folds and down to your core, pressing the pads of his finger but not pushing them in. You clenched around nothing as he repeated the motion, rubbing his fingers and coating them with your arousal all the while stimulating your nipple. You rutted against his hand chasing more friction, strings of whimpers erupting from the back of your throat with every press of his fingers over your clit. The shirt fell from your parted mouth and he swiftly pulled it over your head before throwing it somewhere on the floor.
“Soobin, more—please, baby, I need—” The words crumbled into a low moan as he pushed two fingers inside you, the slick stretch of it making your whole body collapse into his. Your hips lost the will to chase friction, stilling against his thigh as he shifted behind you before slotting you in between him.
“Take them off for me,” he said and you complied, fingers hooking into the waistband of your dampened panties, desperate to tug them off. Once you did he spread your thighs wide apart with his knees, baring your glistening cunt to the mirror.
The sight was so erotic and obscene. You clenched around his still fingers buried inside, the mess between your legs now visible to both of you. Soobin slowly pulled his fingers free, dragging your slick with them, making you whimper. He held them up for you to see — wetness trailing down his knuckles and dripping onto the leather beneath you.
“Relax,” he said, mouth brushing your temple. He kissed you there, a soft press that contrasted everything else about the scene. “I’ve got you.”
By the time his long fingers entered you again, you were malleable. Your back arched prettily as your head fell on his shoulder with soft pants, thighs trembling as you tried to keep them apart. The hand kneading the soft flesh of your breast now gripped your thigh, keeping you open even as instinct tried to make you close up. His fingers moved fast, the drag and push deep and insistent, curling just right to catch every sensitive spot inside you. The squelch of it was loud in your ears, drowned only by your own erratic breaths.
“That’s it,” he murmured when your sounds turned choppy and strained, when your legs twitched and your hips bucked helplessly. “Touch yourself for me, pretty.”
Your trembling hand found your clit and the moment it did, a cry tore from your throat. The pleasure was dizzying, overwhelming, your skin burning and flushed as your body twisted against his. You didn’t even notice how tightly your thighs tried to close again, how Soobin had to hold them open with more pressure this time. Spots danced behind your eyelids and everything felt too hot.
You opened your eyes dazedly when you heard his strained grunt in your ear, locking gaze with him in the mirror. His eyes looked so dark, his whole face flushed and lips slightly parted looking like he was the one getting off. He was panting now, breath stuttering slightly as he pressed closer, letting you feel how hard he was against your lower back, the fabric of his sweats doing little to mask the size or urgency of it. You made a soft, broken sound at the image, at the feel of him so close and yet untouched.
When he added a third finger, your whole body tensed, mouth falling open in a gasp as your hips jolted. The stretch made you cry out at the dizzying swirl of sensation, and your hand flew to his arm, nails biting into his skin as you tried to ground yourself. “W-wait—I’m—”
Your orgasm crashed into you, violent and drawn out, tearing through your core as your body convulsed, the pleasure sharp and wet and never-ending. You couldn’t stop shaking, couldn’t stop the way your hips kept rising off the couch even as he held you down, fingers dragging out every last drop of it until your slick sprayed out of you, making a mess of everything.
You were a heap against his chest when it ended, gasping for air, your entire body weightless and heavy at once. You blinked slowly, dazed, and whimpered at the sight of the wreckage in front of you. The couch, the floor and even some of the drops of your squirt sprayed on the mirror.
He let go of your thigh, his hand now sliding up to hold your jaw. He turned your face toward him gently, thumb brushing your lower lip until you opened your mouth. He brought his soaked fingers to your lips and you sucked them in, the taste of yourself coating your tongue.
“Good girl,” he breathed, and you swore he almost shivered.
Then, his hips rolled against you ever so slightly, enough for you to feel just how hard he still was. He smiled down at you, dimples deep and sweet as he leaned in close, lips ghosting your ear.
husband수빈 ⟡ fem r 1OOO ········· est relationship fluff smut … unprotected sex creampie trying for a baby sweetness breeding kink trad roles
⠀ɑ︭ : my second breeding kink soobin fic... i have no excuses. this hard thought is from @saejinniestar everybody give her a round of applause for this beauty :3
Soobin won’t accept it. He just can’t. When you began trying, he assumed that it would take him… What? A month? To get you pregnant. Well, it’s been more than a month. Six, to be exact. That single red line appears behind his eyelids every time he curls up behind you for bed, taunting him. He feels like even less of a man each time you walk into the bathroom with wary hope in your eyes and then walk out with your shoulders drooping.
No, he certainly can’t handle it at all. A month ago you brought him along to your friend’s baby shower. The sweet pink blush on your cheeks as you tried to smile for her and pretend that she wasn’t living your dream was simply the icing on the cake. He’s been all over you since that day, because suddenly the thought of you with a round belly and the glow of pregnancy around you has become entirely real, and entirely branded into the back of his skull. The baby section in stores and all those clothes, impossibly tiny and precious, have begun to be taunting more than endearing. How cruel. You’ve checked your fertility, and he’s checked his. Perfectly normal. So, why the hell can’t he get you pregnant?
And you wish he didn’t blame himself. You run his hair between your fingers and pepper kisses over his cheeks and tell him that you couldn’t ask for a better partner and future father to your children, but that’s just adding insult to injury. A deeper part of you has already begun to try and make peace with perhaps having to build your family another way, and Soobin’s already tearing himself up.
“You know, I was researching IVF…” you say, words muffled into the blanket he long ago claimed to be his. He’d been at work all day, and it smelt of velvety woods and whisky traces of his cologne. Anything to be closer to him. Especially these days.
Soobin freezes, frowning. “IVF?” A thousand thoughts flash through his head, but he couldn't lie. Each and every one involved pinning you to the bed and filling you up. “Are you serious? You think I can’t get you pregnant?” The first time you’ve had this conversation out loud—addressed the issue. It’s not working. It wasn’t that it was an irrational thing for you to consider—Soobin knows that. It doesn’t help his bruised ego much to hear his wife consider impregnating herself like that because he couldn’t fucking do it the way nature intended for him to do it.
Sighing, you soften your voice and go to lather him in cashmere kisses. “Soobin… I’m just thinki—”
He can’t let you get that thought out. He can’t consider that maybe he can’t get his goddamn wife pregnant. Soobin stops you halfway, his mouth on yours as he gets you ready on the bed with his steady strength, flipping you this way and situating your leg that way. Once he has you how he likes, stuffing a pillow beneath your hips because that’s supposed to help. Soobin can’t help but scoff into your neck. If anything’s going to get you knocked up, it’ll be that he keeps you in this bed, soft and sweet for him as you always are, until you’re full of him. That’s that.
You whisper his name as he slides in with tender reverence. Soobin has always been big, and as much as you’ve adjusted to him over time, your toes still curl each time. It makes no sense—you’re both fertile, he never misses a chance to make love to you at peak ovulation, and he nearly brushes your damn cervix when he’s hilted in you. You should be carrying his baby by now. Something in the look in his eye tells you that you just might be, when he’s done with you.
“Just…” Soobin says with his voice on a leash, opting for languid, pointed thrusts. Sex became a chore there for a minute. Something for a means to an end. But he’s gonna make tender love to you tonight, because that’s what his sweet wife deserves. “Let me do this.”
He knows your body and all its little ticks. He knows that you like it when he points his hips that way, and that you like his hands on the fat of your hips as he takes you. Soobin pulls out all the stops, in fact. He bends you nearly in half, because according to whatever some maternity website told him it’s the best way to ensure his cum takes. You’re making sweet sounds into his neck and he’s losing himself at the desperate thought that after this, some day soon you’ll be under him like this with your belly in the way and begging for him to take care of your hormone-sensitive body.
Soobin’s mind muffles at the thought. The way that you’re looking up at him with glazed eyes and how your heels dig into the dimples at his spine as if even subconsciously you’re begging for him to impregnate you. He chases it until he’s pinning you to the bed and filling you up with a shuddered, husky whimper and a thousand panted ‘I love you’s puffing out into the air between you. Because he can’t handle it; he absolutely cannot wait to have a family with you, and he cannot wait for you to give him such a gift. With you.
The sound of him pulling out of you is a resounding wet pop. The white rivulets of his cum come oozing out after it, warm down your skin.
Soobin would usually go to plug it right back into you with his fingers, but he can’t help watching it for a while as he catches his breaths and presses a warm kiss to your ankle. And he just knows. He just knows that this is it. Heart aching in his chest, he pulls you to his solid chest, feeling the shape of you against him and letting himself appreciate your weight and soft edges. “You don’t need to do anything,” he breathes into your skin. “Let me take care of it, love.”
Sure enough, the next test you take answers with two, indelible red lines. Soobin sure did take care of it, just how you know he’ll take care of you and your family. He couldn’t get his hands off you that night, and as you begin to show with a soft curve to your belly, he’s even worse off, because fuck.
pairing: choi soobin x fem!reader
genre: best friends to ?, non-idol au, suggestive
rating: nsfw, mdni
wc: 1k
warnings: mention/description of reader’s nudes, brief mention of a blowjob, implication of sexy time at the end, soob has a boner, everyone’s horny
synopsis: what happens when your best friend who secretly has the hots for you accidentally sees your nudes?
requested forever ago by @mapofthemazeinthemirror <3
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soobin is an honest guy, but he'd have to admit that he's been lying to himself a little when it comes to you.
you, his pretty best friend who he's always been able to tell nearly everything to — everything except for the naughty stuff, the kinks and the turn-ons that he keeps firmly clutched to his chest every time you try to teasingly weasel one out of him.
he has no idea how you can be so casual about that stuff with him, tossing out a joke about the last blowjob you gave while he sits red as a tomato at the mere thought, and as a result he's left with the burning question:
why is it only you that makes me feel this way?
but there's no time to think about that right now as he sits on the edge of your bed, waiting expectantly while you pull your phone out of your back pocket.
one of the things you and soobin had first bonded over was your mutual love for anime, so when you’d told him recently that you want to try cosplaying for the first time at this year's comic con, he readily agreed to be the beta viewer for your costume;
you had already taken the test pictures of yourself as yor from spy x family (merely hearing which character it was had him swallowing hard to begin with) and you're ready to sit down and show him when suddenly the stove timer beeps from the kitchen.
"ah right, the ramen. here - you can just look through them all. let me know what you think i should change!"
"alright," he calls after you as you hand him your phone and skip off to the kitchen.
his heart thumps in his chest the second he sees you in costume, scrolling slowly through the pictures you took, fingers hovering over the screen with the guilty temptation of zooming in a little on your peeking cleavage — shaking his head to himself as if to clear the thought away before scrolling on to the next.
but his brows raise subconsciously the longer he swipes as your poses seem to grow more and more.. he gulps.. provocative....
soobin freezes.
he blinks. once, twice- three times-
"f-fuck."
he stares wide-eyed and slack-jawed at the sight in front of him, a sight he never thought he'd ever get to see, his mind going blank as all of his blood rushes immediately straight down to his cock.
your body,
your naked body,
displayed on the screen in his hands.
you had removed the dress with nothing underneath, still clad in the thigh-high leather heels and golden headpiece, his eyes wandering hungrily over your figure despite every moral warning bell in his head telling him to quickly scroll away.
but instead he swipes to the next one, and your tits- god, your tits- he has to stop himself from groaning as the next picture has you leaning forwards, breasts pushed together deliciously as your tongue sneaks out to trace the fake golden dagger in your hand, and soobin's head is reeling.
he shouldn't be looking at his best friend this way, at these pictures that he clearly wasn't meant to see, he knows it, but.. soobin has obviously been lying to himself for more than a little too long as he swipes and swipes, dizzy as he reaches the end and finally forces himself to turn your phone off, gaze trailing down to the rock-hard bulge in his pants.
he doesn't even have time to wonder how to hide it or what he should do when you come back before he's suddenly jumping out of his skin at the sound of your panicked voice as you rush down the hallway, yelling,
"WAIT! SOOBIN, WAIT!"
he's like a deer caught in headlights as you burst back into your room, quickly coming to the accurate conclusion of what happened as he stares up at you with wide, panicked, guilty eyes, posture stiff and face redder than you've ever seen it before.
even if he were to try sputtering through a poorly executed excuse, he can’t; soobin is speechless.
"um....... okay. so, i.. forgot.. that those were in there."
and as if the fact that you're speaking to him suddenly gears his brain back into motion, soobin's mouth becomes a motor as words fly out of it faster than you even have the chance to answer them.
"i-i’m so sorry, oh my god, i shouldn't have looked! i mean- i- ok, fuck i-i looked, i'm so sorry i swear i'll just forget this ever happened and never talk about it again a-and i'm not a pervert i promise and you can even hit me if you want and- uh, w-wait that's not what i mea-"
"soobin."
soobin shuts up.
he swears that you must be able to hear his heart banging against his ribage as his hands grip the material of his sweatpants, leg bouncing nervously, and he swears he's about to explode or cry or both when your eyes trail down to the impossibly large boner that he forgot to try covering.
(he would have failed anyway).
"soobin..."
his eyes snap back up to yours. something in your tone has shifted and he's not sure what, but...
he inhales shakily as you step closer. the look on your face has his cock throbbing in his pants.
"soobin, do you want me to put the costume on?"
"w...w-what?"
you're so close that if you were to take one more step, you'd be standing right between his legs;
"i can put the costume on for you... and then, if you want..."
you lean in close to his ear.
"i'll let you take it off."
soobin is certain in this moment that he must have saved a nation in his past life to be sitting in this situation right now, as the strangled little moan that accidentally escapes past his lips causes your own to curl up into a smile —
it seems to you that you won't have to pine secretly over your best friend any longer as his hand tentatively comes up to caress your hip, and he breathes,
afab!reader explicit but no genders directly stated<3
i rly love talking abt them and their head game has that become obvious on this acc yet
yeonjun who wants u to say exactly where u want his mouth, wants u embarrassed and hiding behind ur hands as u tell him u want his tongue on ur cunt, but ah-ah! that won’t do! tell him to his face that u want to cum on those pretty lips ‘til u can’t remember anything except his name and his head between ur thighs<3 spitting on ur pussy lewdly even though ur clearly wet enough but not messy enough to his liking. pulling away w lips glistening in ur essence, his fave lip gloss! :3c
soobin who will never beat his pervert allegations, staring at ur pussy awestruck before he’ll take u apart on his tongue and moan as he licks up everything ur hole offers him >_< his head gets so cloudy, and most times he forgets he’s meant to be actually pleasuring u and not just tasting u on his tongue bc ur his favourite flavour </3
beomgyu who makes out with ur cunt with enough eagerness u would expect him to tire out after a few minutes. alas! u can’t keep a track of the time with how fuzzy he ends up making u from every orgasm he pulls from u bc he just can’t stop making his pretty lover feel good, he doesn’t care abt the ache in his jaw or the headache that starts at the back of his skull from ur grip on his hair and he’ll make it hurt more just to kiss u w ur own arousal pushing from his tongue to urs ^_−☆
tyun giving u head whenever u want it, sitting u on his face always his favourite when u get needy for his mouth. those muscly ass arms wrapped around ur thighs and veiny hands keeping u pinned, pulling u down when u get defiant because smother me, baby. you won’t break me. thumbing over the skin of ur thighs to soothe u, pulling away with a glistening mouth every now and again just to coo how well ur doing for him, pretty baby grinding and fucking into his mouth just like he wants <33
hyuka splaying those pretty fingers over ur tummy, pretty nose bumping into ur clit just right as he practically makes out with ur hole and fucks u w his tongue >\\\< starry eyes staring up at u like ur the loveliest thing he’s ever seen, disheveled and all. loves to hold ur hand too, lets u squeeze as hard as u need as ur head falls back w a lewd whimper. i’ve got you, honey, he’d murmur breathlessly (；ω；)
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Wanna kiss their neck so that their pretty lashes flutter and adam’s apple move from swallowing back a groan. Wanna tease with shy touches until their knees buckle from their weight. Tease them even more by backing away acting like they don’t like it, but their hands grab your wrists gently. Same pretty lashes framing the most desperate glossy eyes.
Kiss me. You kiss his collarbone, here? He shakes his head. You plant a kiss under his ear, his head automatically tilting giving you room. Your lips dust over his ear and whisper, here? He shakes his head again, staring deep into your eyes, waiting for you to understand. Then instinctively his lips pout.
Oh. You’re not dumb, you knew what he wanted, you just like to see him beg for it. Once you give in and you both kiss, he’s even more desperate and whiny.
{Uhhhh, self indulgent hence the first person pov 🤷🏽♀️ sex, dirty talk, semi public, dom-ish Soo-bin, Kai is in the room-no plot just filth. and a creampie. If I'm being honest I have no idea what this actually is. One day the idea just popped into my head and wrote it out...these next few posts will be literally my drafts so bare with me.}
(will probably check for typos later....most likely won't...)
"Soo-bin..." I mumbled as my eyes snapped up from the monitor. I sat in my boyfriend's lap at first glance it was rather innocent, just a girl sitting in her boyfriend's lap. Only I wasn't just sitting in his lap. I was wearing a rather large tee shirt dress, one that went down to my knees, with a blanket tucked over my backside underneath the fabric Soo-bin had pulled his pants down and slipped his cock into me. Well, of course it took some persuasion, we were in the Hybe Building, using a smaller room tucked away in the upper corner of the building, if was hardly used. I was using my laptop to type out a concept, while using Soo-bin's chest as a table, while he laid comfortably across on the couch, one leg hanging off the side, in a grey T-shirt and some black sweatpants. He had his hair in his face perusal, one hand running through it, the other holding his phone to his face as he watched some YouTube video.
He had stuffed himself inside me and was quite content sitting there just feeling the warm tightness of my walls. I, however, was freaking out just a little. I had grown increasingly wet, so much so I could feel it pooling at the base of his dick. My pussy felt so full and heavy. Every time I moved even in the slightest to get comfortable, his cock would press up against my inner body and cause me to squeeze, which in turn would make Soo-bin look up from his video and give me a questionable look accompanied with a sexy little smirk.
"Yes, baby?" He finally answered, his tone nonchalant and comfortable, he let out a breath of air as he rested his head against the palm of his hand, his eyes glancing down towards his phone then back towards me.
"We're gonna get caught..." I sighed nervously my eyes glued to my laptop screen. He hadn't bothered to lock the door and it was in the middle of the day, granted he had the afternoon off so nobody was looking for him, but there was still a chance an employee could walk in at anytime.
Soo-bin laughed a little before he looked back up at me. "We aren't gonna get caught, babe. No one comes up here, I promise." he said with another little snicker. This made me sigh again and I shifted my legs to get more comfortable. The tip of his cock started pressing against my cervix making me feel unbearably full and I let out a half moan. Which earned another eyebrow raise from Soo-bin.
"Why are we doing this again?" I had to ask, I mean I knew why and it was becauseSoo-bin was a horny little gremlin. I wasn't upset at what we were doing, just where we were doing it.
He shrugged casually, "I'm bored."
"So we're risking getting caught because your bored?" I questioned tilting my head slightly with a small shake. He was being rather calm about this. He was acting like his cock wasn't pressing into my stomach at this very moment. There was a air of cockiness that exhaled from him and I watched him with a curious eye.
"Mhm." He hummed in response, he was so cool about this entire situation. Just then his phone started ringing and he was quick to answer it.
"Hello?"
He tucked his phone between his ear and shoulders, while he moved his hand down towards my waist, shifting his body as he did so, pulling me up slightly as he adjusted on the couch, inadvertently pressing me back down and his dick up into me.
The moan that slipped out of me was rather loud and his eyes snapped over to me, a bit wide. I slapped my hand over my mouth, trying not to laugh.
"No, we're upstairs on the 18th floor."
"Yes. I don't mind, Huening. I'm sure Y/n won't mind either. She's just working on a concept project."
I looked up at him once more, like he had lost his mind. He definitely had a thing for exhibitionism. He wanted to get caught. My hand reached out and slapped his chest, telling him to stop while shaking my head no wildly. Soo-bin lazily slapped back at me while waving his hand dismissively with a proud grin on his face.
"Soo-bin. What are you do-"
"Okay. Kai see you in a minute."
My heart stopped, my jaw dropping as he hung up the phone. "Are you insane?" I started trying to scramble to get off of him, I was not trying to get caught especially by one of his members. But Soo-bin had other plans when he locked my waist in his grip. He had the most lascivious smirk I'd ever seen on his face. Still I tried, I tried so hard to get up, but he kept me there. Trying to shush me with a kiss. All the wiggling around on him had his dick flexing inside of me, making my sounds a bit more pleasurable. That didn't stop him from also thrusting up into me a few times.
A fucking menace.
I let out a couple of soft moans, my eyes closing at the sensation. "Bin-"
"Come on baby, just relax we'll be fine. It's just Kai..." He explained. I looked down at him getting ready to speak up when we both heard the door handle turning. My eyes nearly popped out of my skull, while Soo-bin brought his finger up to his mouth, telling me to be quiet. Immediately, at the prospect of being caught I stopped moving.
Moments later, Kai entered the room. He had his own laptop in his hand, a bottle of water in the other and a notebook."Hello." He said quietly, giving me a shy smile. "I hope you don't mind I want to be in here."
"Hello, Kai." Soo-bin said calmly, his eyes already going back to his phone. "And you're fine, we aren't doing much."
My heart started racing, I gave Kai a quick glance and I waved. I watched as he pulled up a chair from the table, and sat down. Opening his laptop and notebook.
"Don't mind me, I'm just writing lyrics." He explained, with a little smile, before turning his attention towards his own business. My eyes dropped towards Soo-bin but the slick bastard wasn't paying any attention to me.
"Okay." He said to Kai giving him a smile.
I stared down at him in pure disbelief as he held the smuggest and most cocky smirk. Just then he shifted quite forcefully, shoving his hips upward, to slide himself down further on the couch unexpectedly. I let out a sharp yelp of surprise at the feeling of his cock dragging across my walls. Kai's eyes immediately flicked towards me a lot of concern on his face, my own my face heated in embarrassment.
"Are you okay?" he asked cocking his head slightly. All I could do was nod my head rapidly, shooting Soo-bin a glare.
"Sorry, I moved to fast and scared her." He chuckled, looking up at me poking his bottom lip out mocking a sad face. "Sorry." He mouthed towards me with a shrug.
"Oh..." Kai said looking over at me, he looked like he wanted to say something else, but instead he chose to look back down at his notebook.
I felt a heat rush through me as my heart continued to pound in my chest. My pussy was so wet and this situation was daringly indecent. I had to play it cool. I took a deep breath and turned my attention back towards my laptop, which had fallen into the couch during mine and Soo-bin's little tussle, and continued trying to type, trying to ignore the throbbing cock inside of me.
Some time passed and all that could be heard was the sound of typing and Soo-bin's videos playing in the background. My legs had started falling asleep from being propped on either side of Soo-bin and I let out a soft whine.
"My legs hurt..." I complained shutting my laptop and setting it aside then crossing my arms, looking down at Soo-bin who looked back up at me.
"Well, get comfortable baby."
There was a tone of suggestiveness in the way he said this, one that hopefully I only detected. I stole a glance at Kai who was currently writing something, he didn't seem to be paying any attention to Soo-bin and I. I took it upon myself to set my laptop to the side and lean down on Soo-bin's chest. At the same time, I repositioned him inside of me and I could feel it stretching out the back of my pussy and I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning. However, Soo-bin caught on to the way my pussy clenched and how my breath hitched.
"Are you okay?" He whispered tauntingly. His free hand coming to pull the blanket over us, before resting his hand on my back, rubbing slightly.
"M-hm-mmm" I hummed out awkwardly, laying my cheek against his chest. His heart was beating steadily. He wasn't even the slightest bit nervous.
"You're naughty, letting me stuff you like this with Kai right there." He chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. He wasn't wrong, if I really wanted to get up and stop this I could, but a part of me didn't want to. It was rather exciting, even if it was incredibly lewd.
As I laid there, watching Soo-bin's video with him he started to slowly, thrust his hips up into mine, it was very subtle, but thanks to his abdomen muscles and my body on top of his he was able to do this without much movement being visible. I tried to sit up, but his arm locked me to his chest. My eyes shot up to Kai once more who had now sat back in his chair, but his eyes were trained on his laptop screen, I could tell he was reading something.
"Bin..." I whimpered quietly as my eyes closed, focusing on the slow pokes he was feeding me. They were slow, I could feel each and every inch that slid out and the back in, slow and hard making my thighs clench. The only response I got from him was his eyes sliding down to meet mine before he looked back at his video, turning the volume up slightly. My hand curled into his tshirt, as I hid my face. I could tell it was red. This felt so good, so fucking good, I should have been ashamed, but a part of me wanted to give in and have me fuck me right there with Kai in the room. I could tell Soo-bin was holding back, his breathing had increased slightly and the hand on my back had dug into my shirt.
We stayed like this for another few moments Soo-bin finally stopped, but immediately spoke up. "Huening, could you do me a favor and run down the hall and grab me a drink?"
He was a slick bastard indeed. He knew Kai wouldn't refuse him. I bit my lip in curiosity at what he was planning.
My eyes floated towards Kai, who had lifted his head up from his notebook. "Sure, hyung, what do you want?" Kai asked as started standing up.
"Doesn't matter, surprise me." Soo-bin answered looking over at him with a soft smile. "Thank you." He was so casual about this whole thing. I would have never thought he was just fucking me in front of his youngest member. He was so composed.
Kai nodded and moved to leave the room, we had a few minutes before he would be returning. Soo-bin watched Kai leave with a soft smile on his face, as soon as the door slammed behind him Soo-bin dropped his phone & shot up like a rocket on steroids. He took me with him. He flipped us so smoothly, he moved so fast all I could do was yelp in surprise. With a flash, my back was against the couch my dress pulled up and Soo-bin was on his knees on the floor, pushing himself back into my soaking cunt.
"Ohhh-fuck..." I cried out, immediately slapping a hand over my mouth again.
"Fuck, need you s'bad..." He growled out, wasting not a second before he started to poke into me. This caught me by surprise as I felt his cock start hitting the back of my cunt. Soaking and wet. "You're so wet... can't help it."
So much for his composer.
"Don't make a fucking sound..." He warned giving me a stern eye while taking my legs and pressing them back, thrusting into me as hard and as fast has he possibly could. I knew the nearest vending machine was 3 floors down. I knew we had just a few minutes.
"S'bin, fuck, please s-slow down..." I panted as I was being fucked into the couch. He was rough and needy with his movements. I could tell he wasn't holding back a damn thing. His large body towering over my frame even in his knees. "Shh" he hushed me, pressing his hand over my mouth. He was concentrating on my pussy and how it was swallowing his cock inch by inch.
"Gosh, always a good girl for me, huh?" He asked, his eyes shooting up to mine and I frivolously nodded my head. I couldn't form words at the sudden influx of pleasure my brain was receiving.
"Good." He spat, his eyes falling back down towards my cunt. "You're so fuckin' dirty...you like having my cock buried inside you around my members?"
My face heated almost immediately at his question because it was true. My arousal had definitely grown more with Kai sitting 10 feet away from us. I guess the idea of getting caught was more exciting than I originally thought.
"Yes-i...like it..." I squeaked out from behind his palm nodding my head. The dragging of his cock in my cunt was so pleasurable.
"I can tell.." he growled, his fingers finding my clit as he rubbed little hurried circles. "Go on, cum on my cock..." He whispered, brown eyes flicking up to my face.
From the sheer adrenalineand the idea that Kai could walk back in at any moment, send me spiraling towards the edge. My hand clamping over my mouth to seal the moan in my throat as I did just that. Soo-bin didn't dare let up his fingers and continued to swirl them through my orgasm- and seconds later he was emptying a load into my cunt.
"Fuck," he rasped, as he leaned down to kiss me quickly and pulling out. Pulling his sweats up and quickly pulled my dress back down and grinned.
"That was fun," he smiled, flicking my nose. I laid there, legs closed, feeling the warmth of his cum oozing out of my cun while he took a seat next to me. Smirking, proud and trumphantly.
Not even 40 second later, Kai walked back holding a can of coke, oblivious to what just happened. "Here." He handed the can to Soo-bin, who accepted it with a gracious nod and Kai took his seat.
The sound of the cola cracking open, echoed in the room around us. My mind was still racing, heart still pounding as I slowly sat up. Head spinning with the post nut clarity that Soo-bin really just fucked me inside of HYBE and some how we didn't get caught.
"You guys wanna go eat?" Kai suggested, shutting his laptop completely oblivious to what just happened.
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Hehe cliff hanger??? Lmao, thanks if you made it this far ❤️
