How Ateez Would React To Hearing You Moan Their Name. (Maknae Line)

How Ateez would react to hearing you moan their name. (Maknae Line)

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| Roomate!Ateez x reader

| Nsfw/smut/suggestive

|Minors DNI!

A/N: You guys likes the Hyung Line Ver. So here’s the maknae line! Hope you enjoy this too!

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Choi San

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Song Mingi

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Jung Wooyoung

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Choi Jongho

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i'm trying to work (k.hj)

pairing: producer bf!hongjoong x non-idol s/o!reader

preview: it's late and hongjoong is still working on his new song. he said you could go home hours ago. you decide that maybe he just needs some... incentive to go home.

tags/warnings: genderless reader, big dick hongjoong, oral (m.receiving), under the desk head for the win, throat fucking, a lot of spit and some crying, cum eating

trigger warnings: n/a

wc: 715

song recs for this fic: she don't like the lights by justin bieber, look don't touch by odetari, seven by jungkook

a/n: it's been so long since i posted T-T i'm so sorry guys. i hope you enjoy this really quick fic while i try and get back on my writing feet <3

you pick up your phone and check the time. 02:00 am. hongjoong said he would take you home 4 hours ago. you knew better than to believe his timelines when he gets invested in a new song. you glance over at him hunched over his computer and soundboard. 

“joong,” you say quietly. he hums at you as a response. “can we go home?” you can see him shake his head. you sigh, dropping your arms down on the couch. “you said we could go home hours ago, how are you not done yet?” he can hear the upset in your voice. he just shrugs. “i’m not done yet.”

another hour passes before you’re sick of just sitting behind hongjoong and being ignored. suddenly, you get a brilliant idea. 

you inch your way over to the side of his desk. he’s so enveloped in his work that he doesn’t even notice that you’ve moved from your seat. you drop down to crawling under his desk, doing your best to not bump his legs. you don’t want to give yourself away just yet.

you settle into a comfortable position under his desk. well, as comfortable as you can get. you wait a few minutes to see if hongjoong has picked up on anything yet. he hasn’t.

you move your hands towards his pants, trying to be as discreet as possible. you tug on the waistband of his sweatpants. you manage to tug them down enough to get his cock to spring out. he knows you’re there for sure now.

he pushes his chair out a bit to see you. “what are you-” you cut his sentence off by taking his length into your mouth. he lets out a small, shaky moan when you do so. he rests his head on his hand, looking down at you sitting with his cock in your mouth. he watches as you struggle to get the whole thing down your throat.

“you’re really this desperate for my attention, are you?” he asks, cocking one of his eyebrows. you nod slightly, your mouth still full. “okay, then be good and get me off,” he says before pushing his chair back in, causing his cock to jab the back of your throat. you barely manage to fight off a gag. 

once he settles into his chair again, you start bobbing your head slowly. your tongue darts out to trace the veins that line his length. he makes the occasional guttural sound. you try your best to deep throat the whole thing but you can barely breathe doing that. 

you can tell he’s getting close when his legs start trembling. he finally stops paying attention to his work and leans back in his chair to look at you. hongjoong rests his hand on the back of your head, guiding your mouth up and down.

“baby…” he says. “let me fuck your throat.” you nod. you stop your motions, sinking your mouth down as far as you can without gagging. he tangles his fingers in your hair to keep your head still. you put your hands on his thighs to ground yourself. 

he starts thrusting up into your mouth at a fast pace. he’s chasing his high like an animal. tears sting your eyes and saliva drips from your parted lips. your gag reflex is going crazy. your lungs are crying for air.

hongjoong’s face twists in pleasure as his high creeps up on him. his thrusts get more erratic, his balls slapping your face. his head is thrown back, sweet moans leaving his throat.

finally, his high crashes over him. he holds your head down, your nose pressed to his pelvis. he shoots 4 ropes of cum down your throat. you cough and sputter as he holds you down.

when he finally lets go, you come flying off him, coughing and gagging. you swallow all his cum, not really having a choice not to. you wipe your mascara infused tears off your face and wipe your mouth of your saliva.

hongjoong catches his breath before leaning over to save his work and close his tabs. he takes one look at you and laughs. he pulls his pants back up and stands up. he leans down to help you off the floor. “let’s go home.”

© lomlhwa 2023

How Ateez would react to hearing you moan their name. (Hyung Line)

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| Roommate!Ateez x gn!reader paring

| NSFW/smut/suggestive

|Minors DNI

| A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this!

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Kim Hongjoong

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Park Seonghwa

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Jeong Yunho

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Kang Yeosang

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seonghwa cried as you got on one knee, proposing to him with a lego ring box. you opened it and he smiled, although the tears never stopping, he sees the pretty lego ring fitted inside. "i do." he says quietly as you rise, quickly slipping the 'diamond' ring onto his ring finger, with it fitting snuggly.

"i'm not done." and right on cue, hongjoong came out holding a 'bouquet' of 'flowers' which, you guessed it, were the lego flowers he had wanted around a month back.

seonghwa couldn't contain his excitement as he jumped and tackled you in a sweet hug, peppering your face with kisses. "i love you so much, oh my god!" he cried again as he held onto the 'bouquet', remembering to be as gentle as possible as it was fragile.

the other members come out from their hiding place to congratulate the couple. popping confetti and even bringing out a lego cake, bringing seonghwa to his knees, "you didn't have to-" you pulled him up, "i wanted to," you kissed his temple, "only the best for my fiancé!"

The Joker-Jung Wooyoung

[Demon!Jung Wooyoung x Fem!Reader]

Warnings: Smut, semi-public sex, Dom!Wooyoung, Sub!reader, Sex Demon!Wooyoung, Dirty talk, nightclubs, possesive Wooyoung, reader is referred to as 'my love,' by Wooyoung, unprotected sex, please wrap it before you tap it

Taglist: @treasure-hwa @vitrealislux @breezy-simp @bucky-thorin-winchester @scuzmunkie @sweetsojudreams

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Smut under the cut. Minors do not read!

"You're going to summon Wooyoung to ask him to go to a club with you?"

You sighed at Hongjoong's words, nodding as you swiped some sparkly eyeshadow over your eyelids. The demon was sitting in Seonghwa's lap, the two of them on your bed. They'd come to visit you together, now that they could. You'd learned that the two of them liked doing a lot of things together, including you. "Yes, and I'm not appreciating this judgemental voice you've got going on Hongjoong. Seonghwa thinks it's a good idea, right?"

"I mean. I don't know if I'd necessarily call it a good idea sweetheart. But Wooyoung will definitely be a good time," Seonghwa was running his fingers through Hongjoong's hair gently, "besides Wooyoung is a fantastic dancer. He's got those dancer hips."

You laughed and hummed softly to yourself as you finished off your eye makeup, "And, all Eric's friends will be there with their sexy dates, I need a sexy date of my own. Who better than Wooyoung?"

"Um," Hongjoong gestured between him and Seonghwa, hoping you'd be able to see it through the vanity mirror, "us? We're sexy too."

"You're very sexy Joong I agree, but you were the one that told me I should be summoning you guys more often remember? And Hwa told me that Wooyoung doesn't like to wait, so I'm not keeping him waiting."

Hongjoong grumbled "I did say that I guess."

You laughed and shook your head, turning to face the men. "Next time Hongjoong, I promise."

You'd never tell Hongjoong or Seonghwa that there was another reason you were summoning Wooyoung that night. Since you'd first summoned Seonghwa you'd been doing a bit more research of your own as to what exactly your boys were, who this enchantress was and how exactly you were going to stop them from having to start a new contract all over again after you'd summoned San. Everything seemed to be a dead end. You couldn't find much about the enchantress, not even in advertisements for the carnival, nor could you find much information about demons that matched the descriptions of yours. It seemed impossible to get answers.

At least that was until you'd called Wooyoung.

He'd become almost your confidant in all of this. As much as he liked to talk he also was a great listener and he happily sat there listening through the phone as you complained over the fact that you couldn't help them out of this situation.

Until he'd offered a solution. He knew where the enchantress was. At least, he knew where she lived and assumed that she would at least be there once-ish a week. And he'd tell you when you summoned him, too scared one of the others would overhear him.

And that was what you would do tonight. The club was mostly a cover so Hongjoong didn't get suspicious but you really were going there with Eric and his friends. It was just the last thing on your mind.

You finished your hair and makeup and stood up, making you way over to Seonghwa and Hongjoong, gently plucking the card out of Seonghwa's fingers.

"I suppose you'll want us to head off then?"

You nodded, smiling softly and leaning down to peck both Seonghwa and Hongjoong's lips, "Thank you. I promise we'll be safe and behave."

"We know you'll behave princess," Hongjoong smiled, stroking your cheek gently, "it's Wooyoung who we're worried about."

"I'll make sure he behaves."

The men laughed softly and each kissed you once more before they disappeared and you were alone once again. You checked yourself in your mirror once more before flipping the card over three times, beaming when Wooyoung materialised in front of you.

"You called?"

You rolled eyes with a laugh and walked over to him, pulling him into a hug "You came!"

"You were expecting someone else?" He laughed, patting your hair, "Of course it was me."

"Shut up," you mumbled into his shoulder, "Thank you for doing all of this for me."

"Going to a nightclub? It's not exactly out of my comfort zone."

You pulled back and raised an eyebrow at him "You know that's not what I'm talking about."

"I know," he grinned and pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket, waving it in front of your face. "I'll give it to you after yeah? So we can have some fun when we're out."

You sighed but nodded. Wooyoung was right. You wouldn't be able to focus on anything but finding the enchantress if he gave you that paper now, and you deserved to have some fun, you both did. "Okay, you ready?"

He nodded and tucked the paper back in his pocket "Always."

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Eric and his friends were already at the club when you and Wooyoung arrived and he bounded over to you both, throwing his arms around you, "Y/n! You're here," he raised an eyebrow at Wooyoung "with not Hongjoong."

You laughed and patted Eric's back, pulling out of the hug "No, this is Wooyoung. Wooyoung, this is Eric, my best friend."

Wooyoung nodded in recognition "Ah, Eric. Hongjoong's told me about you."

Realisation flashed through Eric's eyes and he mouthed a 'sexy demon?' At you before turning back to Wooyoung. "All good things I hope. Here, come with me so that you can meet everyone else," Eric led you both over to the small group sitting around a table. You slid into a chair next to one of Eric's friends Felix and waved at everyone else, having met them all before. "Guys, this is y/n, my best friend, you should all remember her. If you don't I'll have to cut you off. And this is Wooyoung, y/n's..."

"Boyfriend," Wooyoung finished Eric's sentence, flashing a wink your way "I'm her boyfriend."

Eric looked between the two of you for a bit before nodding, "Yes, her boyfriend. Wooyoung, this is Felix, Jisung, Sunwoo and Juyeon."

Wooyoung gave them all a wave before sitting down next to you "Nice to meet you guys."

Conversation seemed to flow between you all easily after that. Wooyoung was such a social butterfly and he seemed to get along with everyone well. He'd placed his hand on your thigh after he'd sat down and kept it there throughout the whole conversation, thumb rubbing across the skin gently. You didn't mind it, in fact you found it quite comforting, if a little distracting to your conversation with Felix.

Wooyoung tapped gently on your thigh and nodded his head to the dancefloor when you looked at him, "want to go dance?"

You nodded and stood up, letting Wooyoung lead you to the middle of the dancefloor and pull you close, beginning to sway you to the music, "I like them. Eric's friends, him too."

"Good," you had to raise your voice slightly to be heard over the music, "I think they like you to."

"Everyone likes me y/n."

You raised an eyebrow "Is that so?"

"I think you'll find it is yes. I have that natural charisma about me."

You laughed, wrapping your arms around Wooyoung's neck, "You sure that's not just because you're a sex demon?"

Wooyoung moved closer to you until he was pressed right up against you, his lips fanning over yours, "as your boyfriend, I am hurt by the lack of faith you have in my natural charms."

"Who said anything about you being my boyfriend Wooyoung."

"Hongjoong and Seonghwa are your boyfriends aren't they?"

You blushed so deeply at the question that you were sure Wooyoung could see it through the colourful lights of the club, "They aren't."

"Don't tell them that y/n, you'll break their hearts," Wooyoung was so close to you that you could feel every movement of his hips against yours as he danced.

"We've never spoken about it. I guess we should though..." of course you wanted Hongjoong and Seonghwa to be your boyfriends. You wanted them all to be your boyfriends. "Besides, I didn't think you had hearts."

"Oh we do have hearts... and mine?" He chuckled deeply and leaned to whisper in your ear, "mine burns for you."

You gasped at his words and Wooyoung pulled back with a grin to begin peppering kisses down your neck. It suddenly felt like the two of you were the only people on the dancefloor. Like all the other patrons had melted away. Like Eric and his friends weren't cheering for you. Like Felix wasn't cheering a little less than the others. Like there was no one in the world but you and Wooyoung.

"Wooyoung," you whispered, fingers curling into the front of his silky shirt.

"Just say the words my love," he spoke in between kisses, "just tell me that you desire me and I'm all yours."

You arched your body impossibly closer to his and nodded "I desire you Wooyoung."

Wooyoung grinned and pulled away from you, leading you off the dance floor and to and unoccupied area of the club, immediately pressing his lips to yours with a desperate hunger. His kisses were messy and hot and passionate and they made your head spin. It really felt like he couldn't get enough of you and he wanted you to feel the same. He wanted to fill your head with the thought of him so all you could think was Wooyoung, Wooyoung, Wooyoung.

And you kissed him back with just as much passion and want, fingers twisting through his hair and tugging to bring him impossibly closer to you. "Wooyoung please," you whispered in between desperate kisses, grinding your hips up to meet his.

"Please what my love?" He grinned wickedly, slipping his thigh between your legs and prompting you to grind down in it, "want me to touch you? Right here in this hallway where anyone could see us?"

You nodded quickly, dragging your clothed cunt against his thigh and whimpering quietly at how nice the pressure felt "Please Wooyoung...Please touch me."

He smiled again and nodded before pushing up your dress and sliding down your panties, his fingers sliding over your already wet lips and circling your clit "Gonna let me fuck you my love? Let me bury my cock in your sweet pussy and make you cum all over me right here? Would you like that?"

You nodded and Wooyung smiled as his slipped his fingers down to your entrance, only to find out that he could fit two in with absolutely no resistance, you moaning against his lips.

"Oh? Did someone already fuck you my love? Was it Hongjoong? Or Seonghwa? I know they were with you before you summoned me," there was a slight edge to his voice, but it was more playful than anything. He had no problem with sharing you with his lovers, it was sharing you with anyone outside of that which set Wooyoung's teeth on edge.

"Both," you moaned, clenching around Wooyoung's fingers, "they both fucked me."

"Yeah? Did they do a good job? Stretch you out nice and good for me?"

"Yeah, they did. They're so..." you were cut of by a moan as Wooyoung curled his fingers inside of you "big."

"I know, they're so fucking big my love. You know who else is so fucking big? Me."

You nodded, clenching around his fingers, "Please fuck me Woo, please."

"As you wish." Wooyoung removed his fingers from your pussy and unzipped his pants, pulling his cock out of it's confines, stroking it a few times. Your mouth dropped open as you watched him, he was certainly not lying about being big. "You ready y/n?"

"Please, please. I'm ready. Fuck we Wooyoung please."

He grinned and slid his hard cock along your wet lips before slipping inside of you with a groan. "So wet my love, gripping me so well...fuck! You feel so so good."

"Please move Woo, please."

And Wooyoung obliged, beginning to fuck into you with passion. His thrusts were precise and in that moment you realised Seonghwa was right, Wooyoung did have dancer's hips. He fucked into you hard and fast, drawing every moan, gasp and cry of his name from your lips. His fingers were relentless on your clit, drawing quick circles.

"That's it my love, keep moaning like that for me, let them all know who's fucking you so well." The edge to his voice was back, but it was much less playful then last time and his thrusts increased in speed, if that was even possible. "Like Felix, couldn't fucking keep his eyes off of you."

You didn't have time to process Wooyoung's words when he was fucking you so so well and you were so so close to tipping over the edge.

"You want to let him know who's fucking you so well my love? Come on, scream my name while you cum around me."

You came with a cry of Wooyoung's name, arching up into him as your pussy clenched sporadically around him. The feeling of it made Wooyoung reach his orgasm, groaning deeply as he spilled into you, forehead pressed against your own. "Fuck so good lovely, so so fucking good."

You sighed softly, patting Wooyoung's hair, "You too Wooyoung. Filled me up so well." You could feel Wooyoung grin into your neck and he kissed it gently.

"Thank you my love." Wooyoung slipped himself out of you, tucking his softening cock back into his jeans and then sliding your panties up your legs, kissing your thigh softly. "Want me to take you home now?"

You nodded, "Yes please Woo."

He smiled softly and kissed your lips "Alright. Let's get you home."

~

You woke up the next morning without Wooyoung in your bed despite the fact that you'd gone to sleep with him the night prior. You understood though, you hadn't woken up with Hongjoong or Seonghwa when you'd first summoned them so you expected it was something they just did.

It didn't make waking up alone hurt any less though.

You rolled into the space Wooyoung had been occupying the night before with a soft sigh, pressing your face into the pillow to try and breathe in some of Wooyoung's scent, only to come face to face with a piece of paper. You frowned and sat up, looking at the small note which was sitting on your pillow, the neat scrawl on the front reading: My Love

You smiled and opened it, a small piece of paper slipping out. You ignored for now it in favour of reading the letter.

My dearest y/n,

Please don't be sad that I'm not there when you wake up, I would give nothing more but Hongjoong says we can't stay the night until after we've had our first turn. It sucks and I don't know why that's the rule, but it is.

Anyway, just wanted to say that while I really appreciate what you're doing for us, please be careful. I am the last person to be lecturing you on safety, but the enchantress is dangerous even for us and we're literally demons. I would never forgive myself if something happened to you.

Her address is on a separate piece of paper. According to some of my sources she leaves at nine every morning and gets back at about two pm.

Please be careful my love.

I adore you,

Your Wooyoung

You grinned as you picked up the separate piece of paper, squealing "Yes yes yes!! Thank you Wooyoung you gorgeous man you!"

You were going to find the enchantress. You were going to find out why the boys were under this contract with her. You were going to find out how to get them out of it.

You were going to make sure you didn't lose them.

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Princess

Pairing: sub!mingi x fem reader

Genre: smut MDNI

Word count: 3.0k

Summary: Mingi is inexperienced, you're not. He finally feels ready to take the next steps in your relationship and you find he is surprisingly more subby than you would have thought.

Warnings: fingering, oral both receiving, established relationship, begging, overall sublike behaviors portrayed by Mingi, reader is a little bit of a switch if you squint? Idk not a lot of warnings here, Mingi has a huge dick and you give him the sloppy toppy, okay? please let me know if I need to add something

a/n: Considering a part two on this based on how well it is received. Personally I live and breathe sub Mingi so I wouldn’t be opposed to a second part. This is my first smut oneshot so any feedback is appreciated 🫶🏻

Part two

You and Mingi had fooled around plenty of times in the near month you two had been dating but things had never escalated to sex. Sure, things got heated but the night usually ended with you naked beneath him as he got you off on his tongue and fingers while he still had his pants on. He was never shy about shedding his shirt, always proud to show off the top half of his body. And why wouldn't he be? He'd worked hard to achieve his current physique.

But when it came to sex you knew he was a little nervous, having only gone that far on a few occasions whereas you were pretty experienced. You never pushed him in that direction, wanting him to be completely comfortable before he got fully undressed with you. And he seemed pretty content with just getting you off, not like you were complaining about that but you wanted to make him feel good too.

Your current situation wasn't much different from any of the other times you two had gotten frisky. You'd gone to Mingi's for a night in of watching your favorite show and eating lots of crappy snacks. A couple episodes in though Mingi had started to trail his hand up your thigh, squeezing it slightly. This wasn't always sexual for him, he really just liked to be close to you. So you didn't give it a second thought, enjoying the feeling of his big, warm hands on you as you cuddled. Mingi was a bit like an oven mixed with one of those giant teddy bears, you always felt small and cozy in his arms. It wasn't until his hand inched closer to your core and his lips pressed softly to your neck that you began to take notice of his actions. You weren't surprised, date nights in often took a turn like this.

He continued to leave small, gentle kisses on your neck while his hand massaged the inside of your thigh. You quickly abandoned your tv show and turned your face toward him. He had a somewhat pleading look in his eyes, he always did, although you'd never actually told him no.

Things escalated rather quickly after that, your tv show now being drowned out by your steady stream of moans and gasps as Mingi worked two of his large fingers inside you. He was taking his time, teasing you by not touching your clit and not increasing his pace just yet. Oh no, not until you asked him for it. He loved to hear your voice whine for him and he knew it would if he was patient. And my god, was he patient. Of course he loved pleasuring you but he loved drawing it out too and he was good at it. Better than anyone you'd ever been with. Besides, he just couldn't deny how hard your breathless little voice made him.

"Mingi..." You sighed exasperatedly, a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. You knew it's what he wanted and you weren't going to deny him anything right now. "Your mouth, please."

God, he loved it when you asked. He could feel himself growing harder at your request, if that was even possible at this point. He didn't make you ask twice, feeling insatiable himself, and quickly buried his face in between your thighs. You gasped and gripped the couch cushions as he latched his lips onto your clit. You couldn't help the obscenities that rolled off your tongue as he continued sucking on your sensitive bud, finally speeding up the pace in which he fucked you with his fingers.

With his free hand he pressed one of your legs back, your knee and shoulder nearly meeting. You ground onto his face, not being able to control yourself anymore as your hands left their place on the couch cushions and pulled on his short hair. You stared down at the mess of black and blonde between your thighs, thinking you might be pulling too hard. That is until he looked up at you, tongue still lapping at your clit, his eyes more needy than ever. You tugged experimentally and he choked out a whimper. Of course you had pulled Mingi's hair before, you knew he enjoyed it to a certain extent but you'd never been so aggressive with it.

"You like that?" You questioned, your tone genuine.

He nodded and paused for a brief moment to say "pull harder."

You did as he asked and he moaned around your clit, the vibrations of his deep voice causing you to jolt. Mingi had displayed sub-like behaviors before on occasion, usually when you were sitting on his face, which he'd told you was his favorite position to eat you in. A few seconds passed and he pulled away hastily, toppling over you and bringing your lips into a messy kiss, your wetness still coating his mouth. You whined as he removed his fingers from inside you and wrapped your legs around his waist.

"Let's go to my room." He said lowly, hooking your arms around his neck and pulling you up off the couch.

You held onto him tightly as he began walking the both of you toward his bedroom, his hands gripping the underside of your thighs to keep you from falling. You played with his hair and nipped at his neck as your naked body rubbed against his clothed one as he hadn't even managed to peel his shirt off yet. You began grinding against him as best you could in the position you were in. You just couldn't help yourself, you could feel how hard he was through his sweatpants.

"Want you to grind like that on my face, baby." He whispered in your ear before lying down on his back with you hovering above him. You didn't answer and instead continued to kiss his neck and his jaw, loving all the little sounds you were pulling out of him. He groped your ass, attempting to push you upwards to get you where he wanted you. "Please." He whined. "Wanna taste you again. Please baby."

"Okay, but take this off first." You tugged at his white t-shirt and sat back on your heels.

"Whatever you want." He replied quickly, almost as if he didn't mean to say it, like it was a confession and began pulling his shirt over his head.

"Whatever I want, hm?" You questioned and he stopped midway through removing his top, holding it over his face.

"Yes." He answered quietly, the words muffled by the fabric covering his mouth. "Whatever..." He took a deep breath. "Whatever you want."

You giggled at him and his sudden shyness. He had only ever been shy like this towards the beginning of your relationship when he'd admitted to you that he was super inexperienced. You didn't mind though, secretly taking pleasure in teaching him, especially because he was very eager to learn just how to pleasure you. He'd done all the basics before but just like with sex he had really only done them a handful of times. He had quickly become super comfortable with you and you wondered now if his sudden word vomit meant what you thought it did.

"Mingi?" You pushed his shirt over his head, revealing his pink tinted cheeks. He averted your gaze immediately as his cheeks turned bright red with embarrassment. "You mean whatever I want?" He nodded silently, his lips pressed together tightly. You chuckled at him again, assisting him in removing his shirt completely and tossing it to the side. "So... if I told you to take these off too?" You fingered the band of his sweatpants and ground yourself onto his cock. He whined in response, finally working up the courage to look you in the eye.

"Y-yeah." He breathed out. "I'll take 'em off."

You bent down to kiss him, hands wandering over his toned chest. "I'll do it for you, baby." You said quietly in his ear.

You were slow with your actions, wanting to give him a taste of his own medicine. You kissed down his jaw and neck, sucking and nipping at the skin of his collarbone as his breathing got heavier. He was raking his fingers through your hair, holding it away from your face gently as he watched you go lower and lower, leaving a trail of wet kisses down his abdomen. The muscles in his stomach tensed when you palmed him through his sweatpants and he sucked in sharply.

You had waited for this for a while, what felt like quite a long time. You were excited to finally be able to give back to him what he had given to you so many times. Not only that but you were dying to know what he looked like from the waist down, what he tasted like and what he felt like, in every sense of the word. You had certainly felt him through his pants pretty often so you had a fairly good idea of his size, you knew he was big but you could only tell so much with a barrier in place.

After what felt like a very long time of nothing but kissing and touching his chest and his arms you finally hooked your fingers into the top of his sweatpants. You shuffled your body down to rest around his knees and carefully began pulling the fabric down his hips. You very quickly realized he wasn't wearing any boxers as he lifted himself slightly off the bed to allow you to pull his pants down further.

"No underwear?" You teased, deciding to test the waters. "Naughty boy."

He gulped and stuttered. "I-I knew you were coming over so I didn't... put any on." You couldn't lie, he was adorable like this. With his face flushed, ears pink and that same pleading look in his eyes. There was no denying it, he liked the way you were treating him.

You had to stop yourself from audibly gasping upon getting his pants down his thighs, seriously. This is what he's been hiding? You thought before gently wrapping your hand around the base, your fingers unable to meet. "Mingi, you're... huge." You placed your other hand around him, running your thumb over his sensitive tip, already leaking precum. He choked out a sound you'd never heard him make before as his hands flew to cover his face. Was he embarrassed? Usually men of his size were more than happy to show it off. You wondered if this was why it had taken him so long to be intimate in this way with you.

"Sorry, I-I know I'm big. Maybe I should have said something or.. I don't know." He rambled. "We can stop if you want."

"Stop?" You began running your hands up and down his length. "Mingi, why on earth would I want to stop?"

"Cause aren't you kind of ungh i-intimidated?" His hands flew to fist the sheets, eyebrows furrowing as you continued your slow motions. "I don't wanna hurt you." He cringed at his own words.

"Don't worry about me. I promise, I'll be fine." You shifted off his legs, releasing your grasp around him and pulling his pants all the way down his legs. You'd always known Mingi had huge thighs but getting to see them like this had you drooling. You ran your hands over his tense muscles and he shivered beneath your touch, looking at you with desperation, plush lips parted ever so slightly. "I bet you don't really know how to use this thing, huh?" You teased, stroking him a single time. His breath hitched and he shook his head.

"Sh-show me." His voice nearly a whimper. "Like you showed me everything else."

He was unbelievably hot like this, naked, sprawled out on the bed for you with his face scrunched and chest heaving. So desperate to be touched. You knew you could get him to beg for it. You knew that he wanted to. You danced your fingertips lightly over his cock and ran your hand up his chest, resting it softly at the base of his neck.

"You want me to show you?" You asked, kissing his shoulder. He nodded quickly. You brought your lips up to his ear and whispered. "Big boys use their words."

"Yes, I want you to show me." He answered, his voice quiet and deep.

"Hmm." You trailed your fingers across his collarbone and over his chest, testing another boundary by grazing one of his nipples. He sucked in sharply. "It doesn't sound like you want it that bad."

"I-I do!" He protested. "I do want it, please, I want it so bad."

"Okay, since you asked so nicely." You smirked, shifting to straddle his legs again as your hands wrapped around his cock, stroking gently. The idea of riding his face now long forgotten as you continued to pump him slowly, avoiding his sensitive head to tease him.

His hands were still fisted in the sheets as he watched you. The sight of your tiny hands around his huge cock enough to cause his muscles to tighten and his breath to quicken. His eyebrows strung together as breathy little moans fell from his parted lips and his hands flew to clutch at your thighs as his hips began to buck up every now and then.

"Please." He mumbled, fingers pressing harshly into your flesh. "Please, more."

"Oh Mingi, you beg so nice for me." You finally allowed your thumb to swipe over the head of his cock while you stroked him, earning you a string of whines as he pressed his head back into the pillow.

"Fuuuck." He groaned.

"You want more?" You asked, quickening your pace just slightly. "Want me to suck you off?"

"Fuck yes." He answered, squeezing your thighs.

"Gonna be a good boy and sit still for me?" You shuffled further down his legs, his hands falling back onto the sheets.

"Yes, I'll be good, I promise." He breathed.

"Who knew you were such a sub, Mingi?" Before he could utter another word you took the head of his cock into your mouth, sucking on it gently and running your tongue along the slit. His hands flew into your hair immediately, aiding you in keeping it away from your face while also enjoying the image of your lips wrapped around him. He was too large to fit all of him in your mouth but you tried you best, taking in as much of him as you could until he hit the back of your throat. Once you had as much of him in your mouth as you could manage you peered up at him and god, was he a sight. Mouth agape, body glistening with sweat as his large chest heaved and his eyes stared back at you. You began moving your mouth up and down his length at a languid pace, making sure to hold eye contact with him and keeping a hand on the base of his cock to jerk off what didn't fit in your mouth. Your other hand massaged his hip and thigh gently as you continued your ministrations.

"Feels mmph feels so good." He brought his lower lip in between his teeth as he continued to watch you bob your head up and down his length, the muscles in his abdomen flexing over and over again involuntarily.

You popped your mouth off of him momentarily to take a breath, a string of your spit and his precum connecting your lips to his leaking member. As you caught your breath you licked him like a popsicle, relishing in all the pretty noises you were pulling out of him, sounds you'd never heard him make before, moans and whimpers you could listen to on repeat.

"I'm gonna cum." He suddenly announced, his grip on your hair tightening.

"Already?" You mocked, flicking your tongue over his sensitive tip.

"Unngh, yes." He whined, his body beginning to writhe beneath you, eyes closing tightly. "Please, please put me back in your mouth." He pleaded desperately. "Wanna cum in your mouth, please."

"Do you think you've earned that?" You began to suck on his cockhead again and he groaned loudly. You loved how vocal he was being, never having heard him like this before.

"I will!" He cried. "I'll do whatever you want just, fuck, please let me."

You didn't make him beg anymore and took him back into your mouth quickly. His hips bucked up at the feeling of your hot mouth enveloping him again and in seconds he was moaning louder than ever before. "C-cumming, I'm uhhnf-" His voice caught in his throat as he released in your mouth, holding your head down until the tip of his cock nudged at your throat. You couldn't help but choke around him as you did you best to swallow his load, surprised by his sudden movements. After a few moments his dick stopped twitching and he released his hold on your head. You came off him with a gasp, wiping the remnants of his cum from your lips and chin with your hand. He lied breathless beneath you as his cock began to soften, eyes still closed.

"Mingi..." you moved to straddle his waist, hovering above him, not quite letting your bodies touch. You stroked your hands gently over his chest and took his flushed face in your hands before kissing him roughly. He moaned into your mouth as your tongues slid over one another's, not seeming to care that you tasted like him. His hands fell weakly on your hips, tugging slightly, urging your body to make contact with his. "Mingi." You repeated, petting his hair softly, waiting for him to open his eyes and look at you.

"Hmm?" He questioned, a tiny content smile on his lips.

"Would you look at me a second?" You giggled. He opened his eyes then, although only about halfway. "Do you want to keep going? You seem a little... sleepy?"

"No, no, I'm not sleepy!" He protested. "Just felt so good." He sighed happily. "You're really... you're really good at that." He confessed with a grin.

"Thank you." You smiled genuinely down at him. "You did so good for me." He blushed at your praise and gave the flesh of your hips a languid squeeze.

It's not long before Mingi is rummaging through his nightstand, searching for a condom, while you discard that last bit of clothing you had on, eager to continue.

part 2…