Genre: Smut MDNI! Drabble

Genre: Smut MDNI! Drabble

Warnings: Afab!Reader, oral (f), face sitting, slight manhandling, pet names (princess, love)

A/n: I was going feral for Mingi last night and then I listened to this song and it just made sense to write munch Mingi 🤷‍♀

Your legs shake as you grasp the headboard for support. It's only been a couple minutes and you're already getting close.

"Slow down," you whimper out, throwing your head back as his nose grazes your clit.

You feel Mingi smirk against your cunt before his tongue swipes up your folds, gathering all your slick.

"Don't act like you don't like it, princess," his deep voice vibrates on your pussy and you clench.

With that, he pushes his tongue back into your tight hole and you groan out, hanging your head and leaning forward.

"Oh god," you gasp, holding onto the headboard for dear life.

Your thighs start to ache from hovering yourself above his face. He senses it, feeling you shift and tremble.

"Take a seat, love," Mingi tells you, his large hands wrapping around the backs of your thighs.

You shake your head even though he can't see. "I'm fi–"

He pushes you down until you're sitting on his face. You gasp at the sudden pressure to your clit, a spike of pleasure going through your core.

"I said sit." His muffled voice sends a wave of pleasure through you. He keeps a strong grip on your legs, one hand occasionally drifting up to squeeze your ass.

"I'm so close," you whisper breathlessly as Mingi's tongue strokes your walls and runs over your folds. Lapping up your juices like he's dying of thirst, making sure nothing goes to waste.

Mingi groans and his fingers dig into the plush of your thighs. "Fuck, you taste so good."

You tip over the edge, your moans ringing out as your eyes roll to the back of your head. The pleasure crashes over you and you grind on Mingi's tongue as he works you through your high.

Once you come down, you slouch against the headboard, panting. You shift, lifting yourself off Mingi's face, but he tugs on your hips, jerking you back down.

"I'm not done yet, love." His fingers trace patterns on your legs as his tongue finds its place back in your pussy.

You moan out, trembling from the overstimulation. "No," you gasp out. "I can't. I'm too–"

"You'll be fine, princess."

This is nothing new. Mingi's been addicted to your taste since day one. Every time you guys have sex, he'll make you come undone on his tongue at least twice before he even thinks of getting his cock out. And even when he doesn't get anything in return, that's more than okay. He arguably takes more pleasure in eating you out than you do.

So you settle yourself on his face and brace yourself for the next orgasm.

@wisejudgedragonhairdo

It's a Bet

Genre: smut MDNI

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: Afab!Reader, mutual masturbation, pet names (babe, baby, pretty girl, honey, sweetheart, princess), unprotected sex (DON'T), creampie

Synopsis: You and Wooyoung made a bet with your friends that you could keep your hands to yourselves for a week. But that's easier said than done...

A/n: The polls have spoken! Here's the Wooyoung fic as promised <33

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You groaned and hit your head against the kitchen counter.

Wooyoung didn't notice. He was in the next room, all his attention on the TV.

You looked up at him, biting your lip. He was so 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯. 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘦.

He knew it, you knew it, everyone knew it.

Yeah, you'd hit the lottery and people often told you how lucky you were. But having a gorgeous boyfriend had its downsides. He could use his looks against you. Like he'd been doing for the past week.

You two never really took your hands off each other. Even when you weren't cuddling on the couch or intertwined in bed, Wooyoung had to at least be holding your hand or have his hand on the small of your back. Your friends had teased you both for it and it led to a bet that you could go without affection or sex for a week straight.

You were confident at the time, but you regretted it now. You'd been feeling pent up since day two, and staring at him now— his black hair falling in his face, man-spreading in his baggy pants— was not helping matters.

Wooyoung was a cheeky asshole so naturally he'd been doing everything he could to tease you. Walking around shirtless. Practising those sensual choreos until sweat dripped off his skin. Stripping and getting in the shower while you were still using the bathroom. You tried not to let it get to you, but your resolve was fading.

From his spot on the sofa, Wooyoung threw his head back and moaned— "stretching". You gritted your teeth and clenched your thighs. You glared at him, both with lust and annoyance.

That's it. You turned and started storming toward the bedroom, ready to put the vibrator to use.

"Babe," Wooyoung's voice called out, stopping you in your tracks. "Come here a sec, will you?"

You sighed before turning on your heel and going into the living room.

Wooyoung's gaze followed your every move. A smirk pulled up the corner of his lips as you stood in front of him, seeming on edge as you fixed him with an irritated look. You didn't mean to. You were just feeling so horny that it'd given you resting bitch face because you couldn't act on it.

"Yes?" You tried to sound civil and not like everything about him right then made you want to pounce on him.

Wooyoung tilted his head. "You're not taking this bet well at all... are you, honey?"

No fucking shit, thanks to you. You restrained an eye roll. "You could say that," you said in a strained tone.

"Hm. Do you need to get off, pretty girl?"

His words went straight to your core. You didn't answer, but he read it in your face.

He chuckled under his breath, an amused rumble in his throat. "How wet are you right now, princess?"

Your eyes flickered to the floor, your fingers pinching the hem of your shirt.

"Show me."

Your head snapped up. "What?"

Wooyoung smirked and you instantly knew you were screwed. "Get on your knees, princess, and show me how wet you are."

Who were you to resist? You quickly stepped out of your jeans, revealing the black thong you wore underneath. You sank to your knees in a W pose while Wooyoung's lustful eyes watched on.

Maintaining eye contact, your hand snaked down your panties and your fingers brushed against your swollen clit. You moaned softly at the contact, your lips parting and eyes drifting shut for a second.

When you opened your eyes, Wooyoung was already pulling out his cock. You smirked at the idea that he'd been suffering just as much as you.

Your fingers went to work, rubbing your clit and dipping into your dripping pussy. You let out a series of quiet moans that mixed with Wooyoung's, accompanied by the lewd but tempting noises of him fucking his fist.

It felt good, but it wasn't enough. The two fingers stroking your walls could never compare to the delicious fullness that his dick gave you. You couldn't reach your cervix like his tip could, or hit your g-spot like he could. You just knew that after holding off so long he could have you seeing stars within minutes.

You withdrew your fingers from your cunt and watched Wooyoung for a second. He looked so pretty like that— his hand tight around his throbbing cock, working the mixture of spit and precum up and down his shaft. His head thrown back against the couch, jaw slack and eyes closed, his hair falling in his eyes.

You stood up and slipped off your panties before making your way to the sofa. You gently seized Wooyoung's wrist and stopped his ministrations. He looked up at you with lidded eyes, confused. You smiled and straddled his lap, hovering your pussy just over his leaking tip. He groaned, placing his hands on your hips, ready to guide you.

"What about the bet?" he questioned, his voice hoarse. You could tell he was too preoccupied thinking about getting off to even try and sound cocky.

You slowly lowered yourself onto his cock, feeling that familiar stretch. "To hell with the bet," you said, biting your lip as you took in his length. "I need you now. And I know you need me too." The two of you let out a satisfied sigh as he bottoms out.

Wooyoung's fingers dug into your hips as they rocked against him. He groaned as his lips landed on your neck, suckling at the skin.

"You're not wrong there," he murmured.

You picked up pace, alternating between grinding and bouncing on his cock. As predicted you felt your high approaching fast. And going by the tension in Wooyoung's body, he was getting closer too.

You shifted slightly, finding a position where his tip stimulated your g-spot perfectly. You sped up, ignoring the ache in your thighs. Your moans grew louder, joining the wet sounds of your pussy sucking in his dick.

Wooyoung slipped a hand between your bodies and toyed with your clit as he left small hickeys and bite marks on your collarbone. That sent you over the edge, your high hitting you like a truck. You moaned out loudly, wrapping your arms around his neck as you collapsed against him. He continued rubbing your clit and bucking his hips, working you through your orgasm as he chased his own. With your cum coating his cock, he wasn't far behind you. It only took two more thrusts before he was painting your walls white.

There was a moment of silence, penetrated only by your heavy breaths and the sound of blood rushing in your ears. You smiled against Wooyoung's neck before giving it a quick kiss.

"Thanks, baby. I needed that."

He laughed breathlessly and planted a kiss on your temple. "No problem, sweetheart." Then he whispered in your ear, his usual cocky tone having returned. "But you're the one telling our friends you lost the bet."

I'm in my Mingi brain rot so... Munch Mingi coming right up! 😁

Okay, people. I've got two ideas:

✩ First time with Chan, fluffy smut

Or

✩ A __-day challenge, where I write different romance tropes with different members from each group I write for. For example– step-bro Heeseung, enemies to lovers with Yeonjun, brother's best friend with San, etc. Some smut, some suggestive, maybe fluff.

Xdinary Heroes: Get a haircut

Jooyeon: How about no?

For all the Engenes, to brighten your day 💕