Mins’ Mirror Shenanigans
Warnings: mirror sex, dirty talk, degradation, praise, squirting, spanking, oral sex, crying from pleasure, and creampie
You were sitting in your home office, working on some sketches for your next project when you heard the sudden sound of what you assumed to be a drill. However, it stopped almost as soon as you heard it and since you were in the zone with your work, you didn’t want to get up to investigate and decided to leave it alone.
It wasn’t until another you heard that damn drill another five times that you finally threw your pencil down.
“This damn man,” you muttered as you got out of your chair, pacing out of your office and down the hallway to your bedroom. The door was open so you walked right in and your jaw dropped when you saw your husband on top of a ladder, drilling holes into the ceiling.
“Yoongs,” You called out, rolling your eyes when he just continued to drill because he couldn’t hear you. “Yoongi!”
“Huh?” Yoongi answered as he took his finger off of the trigger on the drill. “What’s up, Min?”
“What the hell are you doing?” You wondered. “I was trying to work, you know.”
“Oh, sorry,” he apologized. “I’m just trying to get these mirrors hung up.” When he said that, you looked over to your bed that had been pushed against the wall in order to make room for the ladder and that’s when you noticed the mirrors placed on top of it.
“Uh, what are those for?”
“Min, you know what they’re for,” he smirked lazily. “We talked about putting mirrors on the ceiling, remember?”
“Yeah but you were also tongue deep in my pussy when that conversation occurred,” you shrugged. “Didn’t think you were serious.”
“You know me better than that. You don’t want me to put them up?”
“No, you can,” you told him. “I just...why didn’t you hire someone to do this?”
“I’m a member of the biggest group in the world, Min,” Yoongi deadpanned. “I was not about to call someone over here to hang mirrors on my ceiling so that I can enjoy the view when me and my wife fuck. Get real. Plus, if I do it myself, I’ll know that it’s done right.”
“Excuse me then,” you chuckled. “Well, call me when it’s done so we can test it out, ok?”
“Oh, I’ll call you alright,” Yoongi nodded, watching as you turned around and headed back towards your office, your ass on display in the leggings that you had on. “Damn, that woman is fine as hell.”
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“Oh fuck, Yoongi,” you moaned.
“That’s it baby, ride that dick,” Yoongi commanded. As soon as Yoongi had finished hanging the mirrors and made sure that they were secure, he had followed your instructions and called you back into the bedroom. It didn’t take the two of you long to fall into bed together, where you were now riding his cock.
“So deep, holy shit,” you purred, your hands stationed on his lower abdomen for leverage as you moved up and down. “You feel so fucking good inside of me.”
“Yeah, you love this dick baby?” He questioned, lifting one of his hands and smacking one of your ass cheeks hard when you took too long to respond. “Answer me.”
“Love it so fucking much,” you gasped and a shiver ran through your body when Yoongi used his hands to slide over your shoulders and down to your breasts. He used the tips of his fingers to tease your nipples, lightly squeezing and pinching them until they were fully hard. You took a chance and looked up at the ceiling then, a soft gasp escaping you when you saw how fucked out you looked already. Sweat caused your skin to glow and your hair was a mess but the best thing was how fucking good you looked on top of your husband.
“Someone remembered,” Yoongi smirked. “You see yourself, Min? That’s the view I get any time you’re on top of me. So fucking pretty.”
“Fuh, feels like I’m going c-crazy,” you stammered, tears brimming to your eyes. “Feels t-too good. I can’t, I can’t-”
“Shh baby,” he murmured, reaching up and pressing his pointer and middle fingers into your mouth. You instantly began to suck on the digits, moaning loudly around them. “There we go. I know it feels like it’s too much but all you have to do is be my good girl and take it, yeah?”
“Mmmhmm,” you agreed, nodding your head as best you could.
“That’s my good little slut,” Yoongi smiled. “Take everything I give you.” Your eyes fluttered shut then and your head fell back a little bit, all of your focus going into keeping your hips moving and that’s when Yoongi looked up as well. The sight of you riding his cock and the look of utter bliss on your face did as much for Yoongi emotionally as it did sexually.
You trusted him, with everything in you and the reminder made Yoongi’s cock throb inside of you.
“Your sexy ass is gonna make me come baby,” Yoongi announced. “You feel it? Feel my dick throbbing inside your tight, wet pussy?”
“Mmm mmm hmm,” you mumbled, sucking harder on your husband’s fingers.
“You want it? Want my cum deep inside your pussy?” He questioned and your eyes closed again, a deep moan vibrating against Yoongi’s fingers as you began to squirt on his length. Yoongi watched appreciatively as your essence leaked out of you and he reached down with his free hand, lightly spanking your clit and smiling when your thighs trembled in response.
“Good girl,” he praised you as he finally took his fingers out of your mouth, sitting up and cupping your face in his hands. “You ok?”
“I’m ok,” you hiccupped, shaking your head as Yoongi wiped away the tears that had overflowed onto your cheeks. “You don’t have to stop. Why’d you stop?”
“I wanted to make sure you were crying for a good reason and not a bad one,” he chuckled before placing his hands on your hips and shallowly beginning to thrust into you again. “I should’ve known though. You take my dick so well, better than anyone else ever did.”
“Damn right,” you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him messily. Your tongue slid against his, saliva dripping down both of your chins as Yoongi fucked you deeply. His strong hands slid up from your waist to your back, seemingly massaging you as you felt another orgasm building in your gut.
“I feel that baby,” Yoongi murmured. “You gonna come again?”
“So fucking hard,” you confirmed. “Want you to come too, though.”
“You do? Well, ride my dick how I like it and I will,” he smiled, pressing one last kiss to your lips before laying back on the bed again. Knowing exactly what your husband meant, you maneuvered yourself so that your feet were flat on the bed and you placed your hands on your hand’s abdomen again as you began to literally bounce on his length.
“Just like that,” Yoongi groaned, throwing his head back and looking up into the mirror again. The visual of you riding him along with the sounds of your skin slapping against his, had Yoongi’s toes criss crossing as his orgasm winded to it’s end. “Oh, fuck baby.”
“Give it to me,” you cooed. “Come inside of my pussy.”
“Don’t stop, keep...holy shit,” Yoongi growled, his hands coming up to clutch your waist as he began to come. The feeling of warmth flooding your inner walls triggered your orgasm as well, more squirt trickling out of you and dripping down onto Yoongi’s pelvis.
“God damn it,” you giggled, lifting yourself off of Yoongi’s length and collapsing on the bed next to him. “Alright, the ceiling mirror was definitely a 10/10 idea.”
“It really fucking was,” Yoongi chuckled as he looked over at you. “It’s gonna be hard for me to keep my hands off of you when we’re in here now that I know what you look like from that vantage point.”
“Uh, I do need to sleep at some point, Mr. Min.”
“Eh, sleep is overrated,” he joked, making you roll your eyes.
“I love you,” you said.
“I love you too,” he smiled softly, moaning lightly when you leaned over and kissed him firmly.
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A few hours later, you were woken up from your sleep by the feeling of something wet and slimy rubbing against you. When your eyes opened and you looked over at the nightstand, the clock read 12:28am.
“What the-, oh fuck,” you moaned. Reaching down, you lifted the duvet off of your still naked body to reveal Yoongi between your legs, lapping earnestly at your clit. “What are you doing?”
“I told you that I wasn’t gonna be able to get enough of you,” Yoongi smirked, taking his mouth off of you only long enough for him to slide his middle finger inside of you. “Now, be a good girl and look up while I make this pussy come for me again.” You did as instructed, looking at your reflection in the mirror as Yoongi began to lick you and finger you at the same time, causing another loud moan to escape you.
Yeah, it was going to be a long night.
