This Night Together - Chapter Three (j.yh + S.mg)

this night together - chapter three (j.yh + s.mg)

chapter three: a want and a need

chapter summary: things get too intense too quick, but you're in safe hands as the wave takes you under.

warnings: smut, all the abo/omegaverse warnings, consent conversations, claiming references, so much breeding kink, pups pups pups, oral sex (f receiving), knotting, rough sex, hazy sex, dub con if you squint only they talked about it before, possessive sex, pet names, aftercare

pairings: alpha!yunho x alpha!mingi x omega!reader

genre: smut, a/b/o/omegaverse, angst, fluff, romance, polyamory

word count: 5.3K

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You don’t rest for long. 

It’s dark when your mind reconnects just enough for you to register that it’s still night. Both of them are close, and for a moment you think they’re sleeping, but at the way you roll in the bedding with a light whine, you know they’re up and watching over you. 

“Hold on,” Yunho soothes, “you’re stuck, just relax,” 

His words don’t make sense but you comply anyways at his soothing tone, and you feel him unwrap the sheets from around your legs and torso, freeing you from the tangled mess you’ve made. 

“You okay?” Mingi shifts to his side, searching for your face. 

A tight spike of pain connects like a punch to the gut and you sob softly, “No,” 

“That’s okay,” He murmurs, “I’m here,” 

His words are like a balm, and you shudder a sigh. You twist further into the sheets below, hissing at the way your stiff nipples drag against the fabric almost painfully and your core throbs again, “Mingi,” you manage. 

“Can I touch you?” He asks softly, his fingertips gentle on your spine, “Can I help?” 

You reach blindly for him, finding his other hand in the sheets and tug it forwards, pushing it between your thighs and trying to press his fingers in the right places, “I need you,” you beg him. 

Soft lips kiss your shoulder, “Mhm,” 

“Please,” 

He pushes your hand away, “Relax, I’ve got it,” 

Relax is a funny word, there’s almost zero chance you’d be able to relax feeling like this, but you widen your legs a little and let him take back the lead. The first circle of his fingers has you moaning already, digging your forehead into the pillows and choking, “I’m gonna fucking come,” 

“I barely touched you,” Mingi laughs softly. 

You shake your head, gripping the bedding in your shaking fists, “It doesn’t matter, I’m,” your hips buck into his hand, “fuck, I’m too sensitive,” 

“Then come,” He says, like it’s obvious. 

All it takes is two more circles of perfect pressure and you snap under his hands, moaning into the sheets and rocking your hips to keep the feeling going, pleasure running up and down your spine. 

“That’s it,” He murmurs, and then you feel his hands shifting to your hips. He’s moving you before you can register the change but before you know it he has you lying on your front and he’s pulling your hips up into a raised position, “do you still need a knot, beautiful?” 

You’ve never heard a better sentence in your life. 

You must make a noise, but your head is starting to get hazy so you barely register it, Mingi laughs again and then you’re moving. He drags you back gently to position you in the center of the mattress, lifts your hips high and widens your knees, and brushes his hands over your hips and the soft skin of your ass. 

“Look at you,” He hums, “presenting yourself,” 

You arch your back more deeply, responding to the pleased tone of your alpha’s voice, “Knot,” 

Fingers sweep over your wet folds until his palm cups your sex, “I know, omega,” 

You whimper softly. 

He doesn’t respond with words, or at least you don’t think he does, but a moment later his hand is gone and the head of his cock nudges your dripping entrance. You beg softly, pressing up with your hands and trying to shake your hair away, you want to twist back to look at him but you’re a mess. 

Hands brush back your hair and the weight of the bed shifts as Yunho comes to his knees in front of you. Mingi presses his thick cock inside, slowly at first and you can feel your body expanding to take every inch of him. You moan and pant, eyes filling with fresh tears at the sensation of being stretched so open, and then your eyes settle on Yunho. 

“Does that feel better, omega?” Yunho asks, easing himself into a comfortable position in front of you and cupping your cheek. 

“Mm,” You nod frantically, “I need more,” 

“I’ll give you more,” Mingi says, a smile in his voice, and he snaps his hips suddenly. 

You shudder and drop your head, focused on the sensation and pressing your eyes shut tight, “Harder, alpha,” 

He drives into you harder, and you keen, and finally you hear him curse behind you, “Fuck, you’re tight,” 

“God,” You choke. 

“A perfect, pretty little cocksleeve,” He sighs with a groan, pumping his hips harder, but despite the lewdness of his words his hands remain soft and reverent on your hips. 

“For you,” You nod, “for alpha,” 

You feel like your head is filling with water, like your ears are plugged full after a long day at the beach and you can’t quite shake it out. Their voices are getting hazier, your body getting hotter, every sensation doubled and tripled as your body takes you further and further down into the deepest part of your heat. Your mind is spinning with need, pulsating with desire, a singular biological need forming clearly in your mind. You forgot how much heat makes you want it, but the way you need overtakes your senses. 

“Please,” You hear your own voice echoing in your ears. 

Mingi says something, it’s not quite clear, all you can focus on is the sudden feeling of his hand slipping over your abdomen and the drag of his cockhead over your velvet sweet spot. 

You’re being lifted by your arms and you blink hard to clear your vision, Yunho shuffling closer to hold you up a bit and keep you still while Mingi fucks into you. You must be losing the ability to keep yourself steady, lost in sensation, but Yunho grounds you. 

“I got you,” He sighs as he holds you, “let Mingi take care of you,” 

Your walls clench tight around Mingi’s cock, and despite your bleary vision you realize quickly that Yunho’s cock is only inches away from your hand and left untouched. He’s only slightly stiff, not standing firm and tall and aching for you, but you want him suddenly in your mouth. You reach for him, taking him in your hand and pumping twice before he gently pulls your hand away. 

“No, no,” Yunho shakes his head, twining his fingers with yours and squeezing you tight, “I’m okay,” 

You whine softly, but Yunho squeezes your hand again. 

“You come for Mingi, baby,” Yunho soothes you, “let him fill you up,” 

Your brain ignites. 

“Shit,” Mingi curses, “I’m close,” 

“Yes, yes, yes,” You press your hips back, suddenly acutely aware of what that means.

Yunho holds your weight with ease, bracing you against his shoulder as Mingi’s thrusts start to get more frantic. 

“You need my knot, don’t you?” His voice is a little teasing, coaxing you closer to your own peak. 

“P-please,” 

“You need my cum,” He groans through gritted teeth. 

“Mingi!”

“Then take it,” He pants, his knot swelling suddenly inside you and locking him tightly in place, Mingi choking out a moan as he releases inside you. 

You beg again, and he pulls you away from Yunho and into his chest, collapsing down on the bedding and grinding his cock in deeper, the hand over your belly dipping low to rub your swollen, aching clit and bring you up and over your peak fast. His mouth is hot at your ear, “Perfect,” he murmurs with a growl, “the warmest, wettest cunt I’ve ever felt,” 

“Mingi, fuck,” You melt in his hands, your orgasm shuddering through you. 

“Good girl,” He croons, “that’s my good girl,” 

You feel yourself teetering on the edge of consciousness, even inside the ecstatic pleasure of your own release, barely understanding what you’re feeling - hands everywhere, a knot inside you, a hard cock pressed against your thigh, wet kisses all across your chest. Fingers brush along your belly, a tongue softly laps at your nipple, lips along your neck, a heavenly cloud of sensation. 

Someone’s talking, and you moan and nod in response, and you’re dizzy, hot, sweating and foggy. 

Mingi’s knot deflates, soft cock pulling out of you, pulling a desperate whine from your lips but suddenly you’re full again. On your back, tenderly held, a cock pumping inside you. Warm words at your ear but you can’t make it out through your fog, all you know is need. The want to be fucked, the want to be bred, the want to have nothing but knot over knot until you’re swollen and aching. Your heat takes your mind and plunges you deeper. 

A knot fills you, expands just right, your mind sparking with delicious satisfaction. 

The weight of the bed shifts and changes. 

You register kisses, and then sounds. The low hum of the bathroom light fixture, the fan above you. The creak of the floor as someone shifts, the aching yawn of the mattress and the man above you collapses lower with a contented sigh.

He’s shaking above you when you finally surface, his head dropped onto your chest and his warm breath passing over your skin again and again as he tries to come back down. His body is slick with sweat, black hair still damp from the shower. Your eyes trace over the contours of the taut muscles in his arms, and your mouth runs dry at the way his body trembles. 

“Yunho,” You brush your fingers through his hair, “hey,” 

He sighs, dropping a kiss to your sternum as he lifts his head, “Hey,” 

“You okay?” You ask him softly, your fingers tracing down the nape of his neck. 

“Mm,” He nods, a disconnected smile on his lips, “you?” 

You nod, blinking a little to further clear the fuzziness inside you, “Where’s Mingi?” 

“Right here,” Mingi murmurs and you start at the sudden interjection of his voice, craning your neck to find him. 

You twist in the sheets below you and see Mingi relaxing in the corner chair, towel still wrapped low around his hips, “Fuck,” You smile, “you scared me,” 

“Sorry,” He smiles with you, leaning forwards in his chair, “I didn’t mean to,” 

“What are you doing all the way over there?” You murmur. 

“This one wanted you all to himself,” Mingi throws a cheeky look at his best friend. 

You hope Yunho doesn’t notice the way you shiver at the words, and you’re about to open your mouth and brush the comment off, but Yunho gets there first. 

“So, what if I did?” 

“See?” Mingi nods at him, “But if you want me back in bed, all you have to do is ask,” 

The hand Yunho has on your waist tightens and your head snaps back to him, “Yun-” your words get caught in your throat as you feel his cock start to stiffen inside you again. 

His ears tint pink, but his eyes are still blown out and hungry, and his hips press into yours just a little bit more. 

“Oh,” You breathe, looking down at the place where your bodies connect, the soft swell of another knot starting at your entrance. 

“Shit,” He groans, his head dropping as his eyes rake over you. 

Your hips rock just a little and you whine softly, “Oh, fuck,” 

“By all means,” Mingi’s laughs, “pretend I’m not here,” 

“Mingi,” Yunho’s teeth set, “please, shut the fuck up,” 

All you get in return is another little chuckle from the chair in the corner. 

Heat flares up in your stomach, and you reach up for the man inside you, “Come down here,” 

He’s walking on a razor wire, you can feel it, a tense cord of control. He’s losing himself a little this time, his gaze possessive and hot, and you can feel every inch of your body responding even though the last knotting has your heat sated for the moment. Yunho registers your words and eases down above you, wrapping his arms around you and gathering you close. 

“Kiss me,” You murmur, keeping your voice even and calming. 

He nods, a little stiff as he shifts to find your mouth, pressing his closed lips to yours with trembling hesitation. He needs you to ask, you can feel it in every inch of him. 

“Shh,” You soothe him, shifting beneath him to draw him closer, hooking your legs over his hips, “it’s okay,” you murmur against his mouth. 

“I’m sorry,” He says, almost too quietly, “I just want you, I can’t stop wanting you,” 

Your inner omega preens, your mind suddenly spiraling at the fact that it’s him who needs. A moment ago you weren’t sure you could take any more, but his words and the hot throb of his length inside you have your body responding again before your mind can catch up. 

“Please,” You shudder a sigh into his mouth, “please, alpha, you have me,” 

His head drops down onto yours at your words and then he moves. He draws out of you quickly, snapping his hips back hard against yours and driving his cock in deep. Pleasure rockets up your spine, twisting your body below his and the sound that leaves your lips is nothing short of wanton. 

He takes your sounds and the muttered please on your lips as permission and in his eyes you see the moment he lets go. His hand tightens in your hair, he gets closer if at all possible, forcing your legs open wider and pressing you open for him. He fucks you this time with steady, firm strokes, no consideration for what you need for your orgasm, only for what he wants. Your nails dig into his back where you hold him, your muscles ache, your breath coming now in short staccatoed pants. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” He manages, his voice tight. 

You can’t say a word, your body a raw mix of pleasure and aching, delicious pain. 

“Pretty omega,” He kisses you hard, his mouth slipping off yours with a groan as he buries his face in your shoulder. 

You grip him closer, a bubble of inside you starting to build as he works you. 

“Mine to fuck,” He pants as he thrusts in again, “mine to fill.” 

Your mind spins. 

“To knot,” He shudders, and you feel his knot slip in and lock in place, much faster this time than before and you jerk beneath him at the sudden sensation. 

“Yes,” You mutter into his chest. 

Yunho grinds his hips into yours, releasing hot and hard inside you, and suddenly all you can think of is taking it all. Keeping it all. Your primal brain lights up with thoughts of what could be - your body round and perfect and theirs. Everyone would know who you belonged to, their hands spread wide over your growing belly, your alphas on either side of you and your child forever. 

“Y-Yunho,” You choke, and you feel him lift his head. 

He tries to shush you, but you’re desperate now, your own release a breath away if he’ll just stay right where he is and let you. 

“I-I need it,” You sob, rolling your hips as best you can in the pressed back position against his pelvis, every rock dragging your clit over him and bumping the head of his cock inside you into your softest places. 

“Alright, baby,” He sinks lower, shifting his hand under you to cup your ass and hold you against him. 

“I can’t,” You shudder, eyes locked closed as you focus on the image you need. Mingi behind you, hands cupping your breasts and softly flicking your pebbled nipples. Yunho’s head between your thighs, tongue flicking against your swollen bud, shifting up to kiss the soft swell of your stomach. 

“Baby,” He murmurs again, “look at me,” 

Your eyes snap open at his soft command. 

“There you are,” He smiles, squeezing your backside and urging you to keep rocking against him, “come on your alpha’s knot, pretty girl,” 

You whine as you grind against him, so, so impossibly close. 

“So good for me,” His hand slides up, coasting along your side, thumb stroking your abdomen, “for us,” 

You snap open beneath him with a stumbling cry, arching up and gripping onto whatever you can find, every inch of your body shaking and coming apart with disconnected pops. 

You don’t even realize you’ve fallen asleep until you feel Yunho shift above you and withdraw his now softened cock from your channel. A rush of wetness between your thighs registers distantly and you make a soft noise, twisting in the sheets and  towels.

New, warm hands lift you, and then suddenly every part of your body is warm. Cocooned in pleasant heat. Your hair is wet again, you hear the sound of water but it doesn’t register quite right, it’s not the steady stream of the shower like before. Trickles of water, something soft against your skin, washing over your arms and your chest, dipping between your thighs. 

“You got her?” Yunho asks softly, and you can hear him but it almost sounds like you’re hearing him through a wall. 

“Mhm,” Mingi’s tone is rich, “you almost done?” 

“Yeah,” Yunho responds, “she seem okay?” 

“She’s fine,” Mingi assures his friend, “she’s exhausted.” 

You sigh softly and you feel their hands still. 

“Jagi,” Yunho’s voice is soft, “are you awake?” 

“Mm-mm,” You shake your head. 

Mingi chuckles and you feel his lips press to your hair, “You sound awake,” 

“Mm-mm,” You sigh again, your eyes still heavy and closed no matter how hard you try to blink them open. 

“Okay,” He murmurs, and you feel his arms taking your body in his, “just rest,” 

You're weightless suddenly, the sound of water again, a sudden shock of cold as you leave the warm embrace of what you realize now was the bath. A soft towel wraps around you, gentle fingers work through your hair. You’re wrapped up again with them both, one on either side, a downy comforter tucking you back into the bed. 

An icy shiver passes through you and they move closer. 

Your mind floats, each muscle in your body softening one by one. 

There’s a quiet murmur above you, but this time it’s too far away. 

You drift. 

When you wake again, it feels like you’re waking inside a cloud. Your vision is hazy and distorted, your ears ringing, your head pounding. The pulse between your thighs is stronger than ever, and fleetingly in the back of your mind you know you’re at the precipice of it all. It gets worse before it gets better, they always say that, and right now it’s worse. 

Deep in your belly you feel nothing but all consuming heat, an unquenchable ache. It’s as if your body knows that despite the half a dozen times you’ve been knotted, none of it’s taken, and now as your body starts to prepare for the comedown it’s pushing you over the edge for another try. 

You shift in the middle of the bed, your hand connecting with skin but you don’t know whose. You’re all but crying, your hips bucking on their own to find something, anything to give you relief. You're slick with sweat, panicked and pained. Vaguely you think you can hear yourself begging, or at least you feel the echoing tone of your own voice resounding inside your head but you can’t be sure if you’re saying anything aloud. Maybe this is a dream. 

It’s dark, and for a split second you wonder if you’ve been left alone, thrust into the worst of your cycle by yourself, head too full of cotton to even get yourself off. But then someone pushes your legs open wide, someone kisses your thighs, someone drags their hot tongue up through your wet slit. 

“What a good girl,” Mingi’s rough tone pierces through your haze. 

You babble something back. 

“I know it hurts,” Mingi croons, kissing your cunt, “we’re going to make it all better, baby,” 

Your fingers twist into his hair, dragging him forward as your hips jut up to find his mouth. 

“Needy baby,” He hums, “so desperate for her alpha’s knot,” 

Your head throbs, your body tight and shaking. You beg him, you plead, you ask for anything and everything he can give you. 

“Hush,” His hand closes over your stomach as he wraps his arms under your thighs to hold you steady, “come on my tongue first,” 

“Knot,” You choke out in response. 

“We’ll knot you,” He assures, biting your inner thigh softly, “but you’re already so full and you think you can take more?” 

You know you can. 

“Mm,” He sounds pleased at your little noises, “I’ve never seen someone so wet,” 

You attempt to tug him forward to your core again. 

“Can I taste your pretty pussy, babygirl?” He sounds husky, and you know he’s rock hard, probably grinding down against the mattress. You want him inside. If he wastes a drop on the bed sheets you know you’ll cry. 

You must have whined a yes, you don’t know inside the thick fog, all you know is that when his tongue flattens over your clit in earnest, you see color. 

He devours you, his hands rough and bruising. His tongue feels everywhere, pushing inside in short little thrusts, rolling over your swollen bud, lapping up the excess slick from your thighs. He won’t even lift his mouth to breath, hot pants into your skin as he continues to bring you the most taut, pleasurable pain imaginable. 

He’s determined to make you come this way first, before you can have another knot even though you’re so wet and aching that you could take anything they give you without an ounce of preparation. He’s focused but messy, using your every noise to guide his mouth. 

When he pushes two fingers inside you, hard and fast, you come instantly. You feel like something has burst inside you, the sudden pressure of his hand over your belly as he thrusts his fingers, combined with how he’s sucking your clit leaving you boneless, moaning and writhing in the sheets. 

Your ears are ringing, and someone’s talking, but the heat is back up to its peak again even after your orgasm, and you cry out. Your legs push open wider, your hips angled suddenly upwards, Mingi’s hand on your belly gone. You blink and try to make sense of it, but in all but a moment after Mingi’s mouth leaves you, a cock drives into you deep. 

The colors behind your eyes spark again, blue and purple pops as you try to get your bearings and adjust to the weight inside you. 

“Fuck,” Yunho’s voice breaks through this time and your eyelids flutter as you try to blink back the fog and see him. He curses again, “How are you still this tight, tiny?” 

You whine again. 

“You feel so good,” He groans, “so good,” 

You reach for him blindly, finding his bare shoulders and tugging him down. You want his weight over you, you want every inch of him inside, your body feels dizzy and feral and desperate, but all of a sudden he’s clear. The only thing you can make sense of is him above you, on you, in you. 

He drops low, sinking in deeper and gathering you closer in his arms, your bodies pressed flush against each other and his hot mouth at your ear. “Mm,” He grinds his hips down into you, “I’ll pop a knot too soon if you don’t stop that,” 

Your hips still, you barely registered the way you were rolling your body against him, grinding your pubic bone up for the right kind of friction on your clit. A knot though, that’s what you need, and you feel a rush of wetness between your thighs as you adjust below him and redouble your efforts. 

“Shh,” He tries to soothe, but you can barely register it. 

“She’s too far gone,” Mingi says from the side, a little breathy, “she won’t calm down until she feels a knot,” 

You twist beneath him, dragging Yunho’s face to yours, “Kiss me,” you beg, pulling him even closer. 

His tongue dips past your lips, his hand on your cheek as he starts to rock his hips, “Tell me what you need,” 

“Your knot,” You sob against his mouth, “I’m so empty,” 

“Yeah?” He pants, pressing harder with his hips. 

The feeling of his thick length splitting you open, dragging against your g-spot, hot and hard in your belly, has you shaking in his hands. “P-please, come inside me,” 

“Come first,” He groans, rocking again, pushing your head to one side so he can collapse over your neck, “I want to feel you come around me,” 

You moan, your hips rolling again in earnest, every shift of your body dragging him in and out just enough that his cockhead bumps against the right spot and you grind your clit hungrily into the hard plane of his abdomen. 

You need more, and maybe you ask for it and maybe you don’t, but he answers you anyway. His next words send you over, “Come and I’ll fuck my knot right inside,” he kisses your jaw, “I’ll fuck you so full, you’ll be so sweet and round with my pretty pups,” 

Your brain tunnel-visions instantly, the only feeling in the world is him. Something pulses in the back of your brain as you come apart around him, a thumping need, an impulse that you can’t catch no matter how hard you try. 

“Alpha!” You cry as your legs shake, your fingers lacing into his hair and tugging hard to direct his mouth to your neck, “Take me,” 

His breath catches and you feel him shake his head, but he keeps working his hips. 

“Please,” Tears work their way down your cheek, “I’m yours, make me yours,” 

“No!” Mingi’s cold tone spikes through but you wrap your arms tighter around Yunho. 

“I need it,” You whine, and you don't even know what you’re saying anymore, body and mind possessed wholly by this deep intrinsic need, “I’m yours, I’m yours, I’ll be so good for you, alpha, so good,” 

His knot swells. 

“P-please,” You beg again, the feeling of his lips over your gland sinking you deep into another sudden orgasm. 

His knot slips in, locking in place. 

“Yours, I’m yours,” You grip him harder, turning your head to the side to stretch your neck long, pushing your aching gland harder against his mouth. 

He spills inside you with a hot cry, breath warm on your throat, your body arching under him. You know you’re still begging, the singular thought in your mind, the all encompassing need to be his, theirs. His teeth brush your throat ever so gently. Your mind sings. 

“Not like this, sweetheart,” He chokes finally, cupping you to him and shaking his head, “never like this,” 

“Y-Yunho,” You’re shaking in his embrace, still locked tightly to him. 

“Just breathe,” He soothes you, kissing your throat slowly and “I’ve got you,” 

A light clicks on somewhere in the background, flooding the room with a low yellow glow and realization slowly starts to creep through you. When you had told them not to claim you, it was kind of a joke. It was a boundary that you felt like you should set, but you were confident in that moment before the flooding heat that you would never, ever ask that of anyone unless you were sure. But you had begged. Pleaded. Presented yourself for consumption in a way that you’ve never done before with anyone. 

In a split second you had offered him your life. 

You pull back from him with a gasp, pushing into the pillows behind your head and one hand flying to your neck, anxious tears bubbling up in your eyes, “What did we do?” 

“Nothing,” Yunho pushes up with one hand to give you space, but reaches out to brush your cheek. 

You pull back further and his hand stills. 

“What did we do?” Panic rises. 

“Nothing,” He swears again, “I didn’t bite you, I promise, I didn’t,” 

“Nothing?” You repeat, but your body is fluttering in nervous panic beneath him.

“Show her,” Mingi enters your eye line over Yunho’s shoulder 

Yunho swallows nervously, tongue darting out to wet his lips, “Give me your hand, sweetheart,” 

You extend it just a little. 

“Just breathe,” He repeats as he cups the back of your hand, directing your movement slowly until your fingertips rest over your gland, “see?” He presses your hand up and down gently, letting your fingers graze over your unbroken skin, “You’re safe,”

He didn’t do it. He listened. He remembered. 

The relief in your body is indescribable, and you shudder a quiet sob before wrapping your arms around him and bringing him down to hold you again, “I didn’t know what I was saying,” 

“I know you didn’t,” He soothes you. 

“I didn’t know,” You press your head into his shoulder. Warm rain. 

“I know,” 

Mingi eases himself back into the bed again, sliding close and pushing one hand into yours, “y/n,” he squeezes you, “you didn’t do anything wrong. Just relax,” 

You nod into Yunho, peeking up over his shoulder at Mingi’s kind eyes. 

“You know we’d never hurt you,” He murmurs softly, “never. We’d never take that choice away from you,” 

You nod again, but keep quiet, your mind still spinning with what ifs. 

“y/n,” Mingi says again, “tell me you understand,” 

“I understand,” You manage, “I believe you,” 

Yunho’s knot softens and slowly he pulls himself free, but he stays resting over you, cradling your head in his hand. He studies your face, glancing over at his best friend. 

“Yunho,” You murmur, your head finally clearing from the dizzy chaos of waking in the throes of hard heat and the panic of what could have been. 

“Yeah?” His head snaps back so he can look at you. 

“Thank you,” Your voice is quiet, just a breath, but his eyes soften and he dips to capture your lips. 

The kiss is slow, chaste and tender and when you part you reach for Mingi to pull him down to your mouth too, saying everything you can with your kiss. 

“I don’t know what to say,” You admit to the quiet room as you let them hold you steady. 

“There’s nothing to say,” Mingi murmurs, “just rest.” 

Yunho presses a kiss to your forehead, his thumb stroking a tender line across your cheekbone. You know it will start again soon, body cramping up and desperate for everything they can give you, but this time you feel safe. This time, you know they’ll hold you solid through the wave. 

Pool party.

Summary: You visit the hotel pool with your boyfriends, expecting a relaxing end of your day. Turns out you were totally wrong about the relaxing part.

Word count: 1.8k+

Genre: Smut

Pairing: OT8 x female!reader, San x female!reader

Warnings: pool sex, public sex, voyeurism, humiliation, degradation, dirty talk, cum, unprotected sex, begging, this is just really filthy (let me know if I missed something) be careful while reading.

Notes: I’m supposed to be working on my requests rn but I couldn’t help it. If you have a complaint, direct it to San. I’m not sorry (ok maybe a little but i beg yall to be patient with me haha) SUFFER. Tagging @hwaightme @legohwa @hoshischeekss @yeosangsbiceps and @shinestarhwaa for this one. Die with me.

Taglist: under the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)

Finishing the day off at the hotel’s pool? Sounded like a relaxing idea. So when your boyfriends asked you to join them, you didn’t hesitate to say yes. It was pretty late already and all of you were exhausted so you were sure it would be uneventful. But you were so wrong.

Pretty soon after you had arrived at the pool, everyone was minding their own business. Hongjoong, Seonghwa and Jongho made themselves comfortable on the pool loungers, Wooyoung and Yeosang were off the get some drinks and the rest, including you, slid into the pool.

The water was warm and since the pool was on the rooftop, the view was amazing. You rested your arms on the edge of the pool dreamingly staring into the night. You could hear Yunho and Mingi play fighting in the water behind you and Seonghwa’s calm voice as he talked to Hongjoong. A deep breath escaped your mouth as your body relaxed. It had been a while since all 9 of you could spend time together like this.

You laid your head onto your arms and closed your eyes when you suddenly felt arms wrap around your waist. You gasped, surprised by the sudden touch, making the man behind you giggle. 

“I didn’t mean to scare you Y/n.” San’s deep voice caused goosebumps all over your body. You let out a relieved sigh as you felt a soft kiss on your shoulder. You smiled lovingly as you turned around to face him but you didn’t expect the way he was looking at you. You had thought that he just wanted some cuddles, like most of the time, but his glance was different.

“San what-“ Before you could finish your sentence, he pulled you into a close hug, pressing his whole body tightly against yours. You inhaled sharply as you felt exactly why he was looking at you like that. You immediately wrapped your legs around him, hiding your face in his shoulder.

“I’m sorry Y/n but this swimsuit makes you look like a goddess. And I bet I’m not the only one who noticed that.” He murmured against your neck. You could feel his shaking breath against your skin as you pressed him closer by tightening your legs around him. 

“Sorry for what?” Your cheeks were heating up. You knew that playing dumb would make this situation even worse but you couldn’t help it. You looked up from his shoulder to see Mingi swimming just a few meters away from you, obviously having no clue what was going on. You felt this familiar tingle in your belly which was slowly making its way between your legs, exactly where San’s bulge was pressed against. 

Your arms were wrapped around his neck, your fingers nervously playing with the clasp of the fragile necklace he was wearing. 

“Oh Y/n don’t make me say it.” He responded harshly, pushing his hips forward. You whined into his skin as you felt one of his hands move down, fiddling with his swimming trunks. 

“Let’s see how long it will take until they notice.” He whispered into your ear while he rubbed his shaft against your crotch. Even though the fabric of your swimsuit was stopping him from directly touching you, it was driving you crazy. You were dripping wet already and it wasn’t from the water around you. 

To the outside it looked like San was just getting his usual cuddles but in reality you were shaking, trying not to make a noise as he rubbed his hardness against your clothed clit. 

“Please San…” You cried out quietly, making him chuckle deeply. You wanted to feel him inside of you. Wanted him to fill you up to the brim while you were surrounded by your clueless loved ones. Keeping it secret because you knew that if they noticed, it would turn into something even dirtier. You were glad enough that it was only the nine of you at the pool and no stranger was there to witness what might happen.

“Please what angel? I thought you didn’t know what I meant?” His back was turned to the others and your bottom halves were deep under the surface of the water. Otherwise the others would have already noticed the suspicious movement of San’s hips against yours. You pushed away from him slightly. 

Your hands wandered down his shoulders, over his chest, to his abs. San absorbed your every move, ignoring the sensation that was sent through his body by your touch. 

“Like what you see?” He growled, leaning in closer. He knew that he couldn’t kiss you. It would be too suspicious or well, it would cause the others to get curious. Instead he gently nibbled on your neck, knowing he would definitely be leaving a mark. 

He was driving you crazy. You wanted to moan out loud, wanted to beg for him to finally fuck you but you couldn’t. Your lips were pressed on each other firmly. Look normal, look normal, look normal. You thought while San pushed your swimsuit aside, one of his fingers disappearing between your warm folds.  

“Stay quiet angel.. we don’t want to be interrupted, do we?” You nodded firmly as another finger of his entered your warmth. You whined, a bit too loud, and immediately looked up in panic. But nobody seemed to notice. At least that’s what you thought until you met Yunho’s eyes. You cursed quietly. Everyone else was oblivious. Mingi was at the other side of the pool where Wooyoung and Yeosang were sitting with drinks in their hands and the other three were still sitting on the pool loungers. Only Yunho had separated himself from the group, now sitting in the corner opposite you, one hand on the edge of the pool, the other underwater. 

“What’s wrong?” San asked carefully removing his fingers from your entrance. 

“We have an audience.” You whispered into his ear, still keeping eye contact with Yunho. San giggled, stroking his own dick and pressing his tip against your clit. “Who is it?” He asked, preparing himself to glide deeper and fill you up. 

“Yunho.” You murmured, making sure that Yunho could read your lips. Making sure that he knew that you knew. “Well then… How about we give him a little show, angel?” San groaned before pushing his hips forward. You hissed as he slid against your walls, stretching you out. 

“San-ahhh..” Your legs were holding on to his hips tightly as he slowly started to move. And all of that happened without you breaking eye contact with Yunho. And the closer you watched him, the more obvious it became that his hand was not only underwater but inside of his trunks, moving up and down. 

“Does he like it?” San’s voice was breathy as he pumped into you. “Does he like watching as I fuck your tight little pussy?” His voice was low and filled with pure desire as his hands wandered higher, now caressing your breasts. His broad body was covering you almost completely but it was still visible that something had changed. If someone watched you closer it would be pretty obvious what you were doing now. But he didn’t care anymore.

It was his favorite poison. Feeling the stares and the jealousy on his back. Knowing that he had what everyone in the room wanted. “I bet he is stroking his big dick watching me fuck you dumb huh? Wishing it was him that was buried inside your throbbing cunt?” You threw your head back, whining as he picked up the speed. 

“San.. they are going to hear you..” You cried out as one of his hands slid down to harshly rub your clit. 

“So what? Don’t you think they enjoy watching? Like Yunho?” You had a hard time opening your eyes, your body overwhelmed with pleasure, but when you finally managed to, you choked on your own breath. It was not only one pair of eyes watching you now, it was seven. 

No need to hold back anymore.

“San please… harder!” You moaned out loud, causing their eyes to glow with this dangerous desire. You smirked satisfiedly.

“As you wish, my angel.” San smirked back at you. “I will make sure you’re prepared for what's to come after I’m done with you.” He grunted as he rammed his dick inside of you as hard as the water was allowing him to. And that’s when you locked eyes with Yunho again. He had moved out of the water, now sitting on the edge of the pool, displayed for everyone to see. 

He had pulled his dick out of his trunks and was stroking it vigorously. Sweat was running down his forehead while he panted loudly. Yunho loved being watched just as much as San did. One reason why either of them was usually the one to initiate it. 

Your attention was brought back to San by him growling at you. “Attention to me angel.”

You whined. All of this was too much for you. Feeling all those eyes on you while San’s dick was hitting all the right places put you close to the edge. You were clenching around him uncontrollably as you felt a knot forming in your stomach.

“Please San.. make me cum. Show them how much of a whore I am, letting you fuck me right beside them..” You said, knowing exactly which buttons to press to make them go crazy. 

San was panting heavily, one from the exhaustion and two from his approaching orgasm. “Of course my angel. But don’t think it will be the last time that you’ve cum tonight.” He said, adjusting the speed of his fingers on your clit to his thrusts. And that’s what did it. 

With the next thrust, your body began to shake. Your whole body was tensing up before you saw stars. You were completely knocked out by the wave of pleasure that was hitting you, losing control over your body completely.

The next thing you felt was San gently pulling out of you. Multiple seconds must have passed because you felt his cum inside of you but didn’t remember to feel him cumming. When you looked around, still not grasping what just happened, you found Yunho lying on his back, covered in his own cum. 

San was holding you close, carrying you out of the pool after fixing his and your swimwear. 

“Are you back angel?” You nodded, your mind still foggy. He gave you a kiss on the forehead before placing you on one of the pool loungers. 

“Good because this isn’t over yet.”

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To Tempt Fate - Yandere!Trickster Deities!Ateez X Reader

Yandere AU & Trickster AU

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst

Pairing: Ateez X Reader (Focus on ??? to start hehehe)

Words: 2,246

Warnings: Implied drugging and kidnapping. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: Surprise!!! Here’s to the start of yet another series that I hope you’ll all enjoy!! This one is going to be a bit darker than the other ones in terms of content, but it draws a bit of inspiration from The Hunger Games, and survival horror game in general. I’m really excited for this series since I have quite a bt planned for it, but I’m not sure how updates for it will look. It might just be a short side project I work on every now and then between chapter of Morning Mist and book two of HC, but I shall see! Also, if you have any predictions or theories I’d love to hear them!! Can you guess who is who yet based on the eyes? 👀 Anyways, as always, feedback is greatly appreciated!! I hope you enjoy!!~

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{4} - Morning Mist - Yandere!Dragon!Ateez X Chubby!Reader

Yandere AU & Dragon AU

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst

Pairing: Ateez X Reader (Focus on Jongho)

Words: 4,905

Warnings: This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: I know I keep saying this, but I’m super excited for you all to see what I have planned for this series. There’s a bit more plot drops in this chapter, and mentions of things still yet to come, so I really hope you like it! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy~

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𝖯𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: Kang Yeosang x fem! reader 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗲: Smut, Fluff 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 2.8k 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: dom!Yeosang, oral sex (m), unprotected sex, cum eating, praise, use word like: bitch. 𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: You miss your boyfriend and you decided to sleep with his clothes but he discovers you.

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You always kept busy when your boyfriend went on tour so you wouldn't miss him, plus you almost always tried to talk on the phone and you watched all the recordings that came out of him to feel him present, but sometimes you felt that that was what made you miss him further.

His absence was present with each day that passed away, but you put up with it and tried to support him just as he was in charge of supporting your projects and goals.

You had met Yeosang by mere coincidence and although you didn't believe in fate and stuff, this was different, you felt that it really wasn't just luck that brought his paths together.

Although it was not easy to get to where they were, they were proud of what they had achieved, a nice house in a nice place with jobs that they both liked.

But not everything was good and there were days like today when work made you want to explode and you couldn't bear the fatigue in your body, you just need a hug from Yeosang, but thinking that that day just wouldn't be alone made you want to cry.

You were standing outside the house, but you didn't want to go inside and feel the loneliness in the environment, but you also didn't want to freeze outside so you turned the key once and for all erasing the illusion and wish that Yeosang would be inside waiting for you, but it was obvious who wasn't there when the lights out greeted you.

You sighed leaving your things aside and throwing your shoes in some corner of the house on the way to your room and you threw yourself on the bed extending your hands to cover the entire mattress, but you didn't make it.

You closed your eyes for a moment but in reality hours had passed and you didn't realize when you had fallen asleep, but now that you had 10% more energy you went to shower.

When you left a trail of water with your steps because you had forgotten your pajamas, but when you were looking for it and you saw your boyfriend's clothes you wished he was here because you really needed him, you wanted to tell him that your useless classmate spilled coffee on your papers for "accident" and you had to redo them, that the boss had decided that you would be the one to close the office and you stayed up late doing paperwork.

It wasn't that bad if you thought about it, but there were times when you wanted him to listen to you, it didn't matter if they were good or bad things, he had always paid attention to every detail you said and laughed or suffered with you, but not today.

You stopped thinking and took a shirt from the closet, you hugged it trying to comfort you a little with the perfume it was wearing from him, but it wasn't enough, it felt so empty in your hands.

Then you had a fit of desperation and you took all the clothes you could until your hands weren't enough, you went to bed with just a pair of panties and without letting go of the clothes you went to bed inhaling the smell that came from the clothes.

With your arms around the clothes and your nose tucked between them if he closed his eyes hard enough you could imagine he was there. were you crazy? Maybe, but he made you feel good and you clung to your clothes as you tried to fall asleep imagining that he was really next to you, that his hands encircled your body and you rocked to the sound of his heart beating.

***

Yeosang was surprised to see you asleep in bed with the room in a mess, there were clothes thrown away and some small puddles of water but you were peacefully asleep hugging a lot of his clothes.

He couldn't help but smile and she went to bed, pushing aside the pile of cloths and replacing them with his body just as you had imagined but didn't realize.

He kissed your forehead and he covered you with the sheets without stopping smiling at your crazy efforts trying to sleep and stop thinking about how much he loved you.

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The sound of someone in the kitchen woke you up and you got scared because you still thought you were alone, so you put on the first thing you found and went to see what was happening with your phone in one hand ready to call the police and in the other, well also take the first thing you saw and you were carrying a lamp.

You were barefoot and your steps could not be heard, your hands trembled but when you turned in the corridor and saw Yeosang you were surprised.

"What are you doing here?" your voice alarmed him a bit but he smiled as he turned to see that you had a lamp in your hand and this time he didn't hold back a laugh "it's not funny, I thought someone had entered."

You walked over, leaving the things on the table, and gave him a little punch on the arm, but he kept laughing, so much so that his stomach had started to hurt.

"I…I…I wanted to surprise you, but you're always faster."

"But stop laughing" you gave him a series of blows but he took your hands defending you. You were happy to see him, really, but the scare he gave you had taken away your longing for last night.

"I'm sorry, but you're so silly" he hit his body before you could say anything and his hands wrapped around your waist "I missed you so much."

You stopped fighting and also put your hands around him, letting yourself be intoxicated by his scent and the heat that came from his body.

"me too"

"I think so" he pulled you apart to see your face and started laughing again "you looked like a bird when I found you."

"A bird? That sounds bad."

"You were asleep in my clothes, as if I were still nest, did you miss me so much?"

You blushed a little and rolled your eyes looking away. Yeosang took your face in his hands and forced you to look at him to get closer to your mouth. You let his lips rest on you and you closed your eyes as you felt how he began to move them trying to keep up with the rhythm until the phone began to ring.

Before you could react Yeosang took over and you just stood there dazed a bit until you remembered that you had to go to work and realized that maybe it was someone from work.

"Yes, she won't go" Yeosang said on the phone "she's very sick, I think she has to stay home for a couple of days" you tried to take the phone from him but he stopped it "of course, I know I'll say it no problem, good day ."

"what are you doing?"

"getting you vacation."

"but…"

"It doesn't matter, it's done" you sighed looking at him but then you smiled a little "what do you think we better go to our nest?" he asked taking your waist and putting his lips on your ear blowing a little making your skin stand on end.

Between kisses and trips they arrived at the messy room and you felt like your body was beginning to warm up a bit. He led you to the center of the room and left you there without saying anything while he sat on the edge of the bed with his hands next to his body, smiling, looking you up and down.

"what are you doing?"

"You were thinking of going out like this to attack someone?" You looked down and realized that you were only wearing panties and a half-zip jacket "but I won't deny that you look great baby"

You clenched your hands at your sides and tried to bear the weight of his gaze on your bare legs.

"I wonder what else will look good on you- he turned to take one of her shirts and threw it at you " why don't you try it on? "

Yeosang sometimes liked that you took control and let you play with his body, but there were times when he just liked to watch your body obey him and you didn't ask any questions.

He refrained from repressing a sigh as you uncovered your breasts as you slowly unzipped and as the clothes left to take the other, he detailed every movement of your body and watched how your breasts stood on end through the white fabric but he felt that this was not the case. It was what I wanted to see you with, it did not highlight the figure in your body.

He searched through his clothes and found one of his white shirts and just imagining he felt how his member fussed in his pants. You saw the white cloth land on your feet and you picked it up seeing that it was his white shirt and the image of him with it came to your mind, you really liked it when Yeosang dressed up and before placing it on your naked body you didn't you could avoid smelling it by letting yourself be carried away by the fragrance it released.

You only buttoned the button in the middle and let the others show a bit of your abdomen, Yeosang bit his lips and contained the desire he had to pounce on you when you gave him an "innocent" look and pressing the sleeves of your shirt because you it was a bit big.

"how I look?"

"come here" you took a step, swaying a little and trying to look a little scared, but as you were halfway there he stopped you "no baby, get on the floor."

You didn't hesitate for a second and you put your hands and knees on the cold ground, you crawled to where he was while making eye contact trying to figure out his next move. When you were finally close you touched his knees and caressed his thighs but he took your hands.

"what are you doing little bird?" I ask making fun of you for sleeping in his clothes.

"Don't call me that…" He took you by surprise by the hair, feeling a small burning sensation on the back of your neck and approached your ear.

"Do you like it better when I call you a bitch?" His voice became deeper and you let out a groan but you nodded quickly "use your words"

"Yeah"

He released you and returned to his starting position with his hands next to his body, spreading his legs wider so he could admire how you fit into them. With a single gesture in his gaze, you knew what he was asking for and carefully went to unbutton his pants to release his member.

You licked your lips when you saw the tip with precum but before that you touched it with your fingers massaging a little to lubricate it.

"show me how much you missed me"

His words were left behind as you tasted just a little bit of him, your tongue circling over his tip as your hands massaged up and down, his head recording your movements and getting lost in the sensation of your tongue playing with his length but he wanted to more, even so, he let you have control for a moment until he lost patience and took your hair again to make you go deeper, letting him feel the depth of your throat.

You felt the weight of his member on your tongue but didn't stop when he raised his hips to fuck your mouth. You held your breath for a bit and felt your eyes sting as he thrust a little hard but you stood your ground and grabbed his thighs so you could warn him and that seemed to calm him down letting you go at your own pace.

The tears had already started rolling down your face and he wiped them away with his thumb to try and apologize but he couldn't say anything as you sucked on the tip letting him moan instead noticing his eyes closed and he let his head fall back encouraging you to continue like this. You did what he asked you until you perceived how his member began to tremble inside your mouth announcing his release.

You moved faster trying to ignore the moisture in your panties and the pain in your crotch, focusing only on the moans that Yeosang released from his throat when he took your head so that you hit bottom again, you felt a hot liquid run inside you and you swallowed what you could but something spilled out of the corners of your mouth rolling down your neck along with the tears in your eyes.

You separated from him leaving the sound of a pop and smiled as you noticed that his face had turned red, Yeosang wasted no time and took you by the arms so you could sit on his lap while he cleaned the white trail he had left on your skin You let his mouth sink into your neck as you cupped his hair and rocked your hips over its length that hid between your legs to fill you up a bit but you knew that wasn't enough with your panties in between.

"Yeo…"

"I know, I can feel you baby" he whispered into your skin and with quick movements he turned them around leaving you face down on the pile of his clothes and when you least expected it he left his hand on your butt before rubbing you and taking off your panties "sorry for making you wait, you've been a good girl" you nodded at his words and he raised your hips, spread your legs to align and ran his fingers over your pussy making you moan "easy baby I haven't even started yet."

You rocked your hips at the same time as his fingers ran down your walls and massaged your swollen clit.

"Yeosang… please" you begged looking at him over your shoulder with the trail of new tears in your eyes. You saw him smile but you noticed how he finally took his member and passed it through where his fingers had been and provoking you, leaving his tip at your entrance.

You moved your hips back and felt his member slide into you a little until he finished the job with a quick thrust letting out a moan in unison. You felt Yeosang start to move and you held on to the fabrics around you as you tried to hold the pressure inside you.

You buried your face on the clothes and inhaled the aroma, getting drunk with a mixture of his smell and his movements, you felt your whole body filled by Yeosang, his smell, his voice, his fingers on your hips, his member hitting your walls, your mind just was focused on him and no one else.

Your vision blurred as your legs began to shake and your arms began to burn from supporting your own weight, but you focused on the sensation inside you as you squeezed your boyfriend's cock and how it began to contract again.

"Don't stop Yeo…"

"I won't do it."

You suppressed your moans on the clothes that were already dirty from your saliva and you felt how the knot in your stomach began to tighten more with each thrust, but suddenly you just sighed, releasing yourself and letting your body tremble from the sudden rush.

You let yourself fall feeling Yeosang's hands clinging to your hips while he finished quenching his pleasure, you felt his release spill inside you leaving you warm and you could only respond by moaning with him when he fell on your back trying to catch his breath.

The weight of his body comforted you when you felt his mouth on your neck to adorn it with kisses while he told you how well you had done. He left you standing to one side caressing your back still covered by his shirt that had now become his favorite.

"Are you okay?" You nodded, opening your eyes to see him and smiled when you noticed the slight layer of sweat on his forehead "let's take a shower."

"No, I want to be here for a moment."

You stuck to his body, bringing his lips together in a tender kiss while you were aware of his hands rising to your chest.

"Do you want to continue?"

"Just a moment…" you closed your eyes hugging him while his hands held your waist and kissed your forehead "I feel intoxicated… by you."

Yeosang wanted to laugh but he held back holding you close to his body and feeling his chest swell for you.

"You're crazy."

"I know you love me."

"Maybe" You punched him in the chest and he let out the laugh he contained "Yes, I love you more than anything."

The Night Does Not Belong to God

‘The whites of your eyes, turn black in the low light in turning divine.’

Synopsis: Mingi’s favorite pass time is watching your eyes roll… 

Warnings: soft!dom Mingi(if you squint), teasing, groping, unprotected sex, (wrap before you tap kids), pet names (baby, peaches, etc.), lmk if I forget anything <3

Word Count: 1.1k

Mingi loved a lot of things in this world. Singing, dancing, being a part of his band, and meeting all the people who support him being a few. Other things, well, weren’t so PG. 

He liked to tease you; after all, he was a menace on stage and in real life. He liked seeing you flustered, hot, and bothered. Mingi loved it when you got so worked up that you would stumble over your words, stutter, turn red and get so upset that you eventually gave up talking altogether. 

Just like now, he’s watching you through his glasses as he sat in his studio chair, working on a new song. He was chewing on the end of a pen, watching you like a hawk. You took the bait as always. You take a second glance, unsure if he was looking at you the first time. When your eyes met, you knew what he had in mind. But, his bandmates were sitting next to you; it was going to be a long afternoon and an even longer ride home. 

You clear your throat and go back to listening to the conversation that Wooyoung and San were having about what they were going to have for dinner. You were trying your hardest to be a part of the conversation but your distraction was drawing your attention back to him once again. Your eyes shift to him again, watching as he scoots to the edge of his chair, keeping his eyes on yours as he wiggled his hips. You try to keep your attention on your two friends but Mingi was making it incredibly difficult. You cross your legs and squeeze them together slightly, clearing your throat as San laughed at something Wooyoung had said. 

“I’ll be right back,” you announce, patting Woo on this leg and departing from the couch you were all sitting on. Woo and San didn’t pay any mind as you walked to the studio door, their conversation too enthralling to notice what was occurring in the room. You hurry down the corridor to the bathrooms where you close yourself into a stall, heaving a deep breath as you sit on the toilet. You just needed a few moments to compose yourself; hopefully, Mingi would stop and get back to work so you could go the rest of the afternoon without being bothered. 

But, as usual, Mingi didn’t know when to stop. 

You gather what little wits you had together and exited the stall. You fan your face and go to the sink, turning the water on. As you glance in the mirror, you notice a familiar figure leaning against the wall of the bathroom, making you whirl around, gasping, “Mingi! You can’t be in here!” He chuckles at you as he swoops a bag off the ground. “Come on. We’re going back to your place.” He held out his large palm to you. “But, what about-” you begin to protest but he sighs, “I’ll come back after I take you home.” he winked. “Besides, everyone is going to lunch.” 

The ride back to your apartment was quick, or at least felt faster than normal. Mingi kept you occupied by trying to grope you in the backseat, nibbling on your ear as he whispered dirty things that he wanted to do to you. He liked seeing your face turn red, seeing you get flustered when there were other people around only made him do it more. 

He basically shoved the door open as you unlocked it, making you gasp in surprise when he kicked it harshly closed. You didn’t have enough time to turn and look at him before he swooped you over his shoulder and swiftly tossed you onto the couch. You gasp in shock, “Mingi!” You bounce on the cushions as he towers over you. His nose skims your collarbone as his hands slide up your shirt, groping anything his large palm could get ahold of. He catches your whimper in his mouth, kissing you feverishly, “I’ve been dreaming of this moment all day, peaches.” He groans, teeth mashing yours as he basically consumes your lips. You shudder as he nibbles your neck, pulling your shirt up over your head. “Mingi-” you giggle as he attempts to tug your shirt over your head. “Slow down-” You try to say but his mouth is back on yours, kissing you as if you were his type of air. Mingi paws at you, moaning as he grinds against your thigh. You whimper at the feeling of his hard dick pressing into your flesh. “Fuck, babygirl.” he quick pulls your bra down so your breasts bounce free, and his other hand makes quick work of your pants. He does the bare minimum as he uses his forefinger to move your panties to the side. You whimper as he prods you, but alas, he is Mingi; and that means he is impatient. 

Mingi pushes the band of his sweatpants down and frees himself, the head of his member slapped into the inside of your thigh and he moans into your neck as he presses into you. You moan loudly, the lack of preparation made his sudden entrance sting. You dig your fingers into his biceps as he snaps his hips into yours, desperately chasing his release. You gasp into his mouth as his hips meet yours, jolting you so hard that your head bumps into the arm of the couch. He puts his hand between your head and the hard surface so you don’t get hurt and goes faster. 

Your eyes begin to roll into the back of your head as the familiar warmth of impending pleasure spreads through your groin. He moans, gripping your chin as he growls into your mouth, “Do it again. I wanna see those pretty eyes of yours roll into the back of your head for the rest of my life.” He grunts, feeling you squeeze him hard as you began to cum. “Mingi!” You cry out his name into your apartment, and he shifts his grip to above your head for balance as he fucks you even faster. “Fuck- Mingi!” You gasp, the wave of another orgasm quickly approaching. Mingi’s specialty; somehow making you cum repeatedly. It was his favorite pastime. “Fuck, y/n!” He moans your name into your neck as he slows down, snapping his hips one last time before stilling completely. You both lay there, arms wrapped around each other, catching your breath. 

The fog of sex finally clears after a few moments and you pat his arm, making him sit up to look into your eyes. “Did you mean it?” You ask, making him cock his head. “Hmm?” 

“When you said, forever? Did you mean it?” He grins, pecking you all over your face, “Of course, peaches. It’s my favorite way to unwind.” 

Sorry I made y'all wait so long heh... I've been very busy. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed <3 next poll coming soon!