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jesus. i need him so bad. fuck 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i want to ride seungmin’s thighs so bad like ughhh he’s so perfect and cute and im gonna explode into a million pieces

you and me both friend </3 i feel like he’d tease sooo much fkdjkf

seungmin just finished performing. you’re watching him carefully as he walks off the stage and towards where you’re watching from the wings. he’s wearing sinfully tight leather pants and you know you should be more focused on his actual performance, but all you can think about is riding his thigh. in the pants, bare, whatever. either. 

you just want him. 

and he’s observant—he clocks the way your eyes linger on his thighs pretty much immediately. a lazy smirk spreads across his lips. he pulls you with him into an empty dressing room and locks the door. he sits on a couch in the corner of the room. his gaze on you is dangerous. 

he spreads his legs and dips his chin toward his thigh. “go on, then. saw you eyeing me up. i know what you want.”

“really?” your eyes widen and you’re quick to straddle one of his thighs. “you’ll let me?” 

“you’ve been good, haven’t you?” he laughs when you nod eagerly and his hands find your hips. “besides, you know better than anyone how horny i get after a really good performance.”

you whine a little as you start to rock your hips against his leg. you’re both still fully clothed and it makes you feel kind of like a horny teenager, but it’s seungmin so you don’t even care that much. he groans a little at the noises you’re making and tenses his thigh. he won’t say it out loud (that often) but he likes to make sure it’s perfect for you. getting off doesn’t matter to him if you’re not having fun too. 

“minnie,” you gasp. “feels good. was thinking about this the entire time you were performing—”

“were you? dirty girl. couldn’t even focus on my dancing, you were too busy fantasizing about my thighs.”

“‘m sorry, i—”

“it’s okay baby,” he chuckles, helping you move faster over his thigh. “you’re gonna make it up to me by cumming like this.” 

you shake your head but don’t stop. “i don’t—i don’t know if i can. ‘s not enough—”

“it’s not?” he speaks so condescendingly. it’s so hot. “but this is what you wanted isn’t it?”

“y-yeah, but—”

“so then, you’ll cum like this. if you don’t, you won’t get my cock.”

you moan and bury your face in his neck, hips working furiously against him. “no. n-no please, minnie. i need it. need you.” 

“then listen to me. be a good girl and cum for me. then i’ll give you more.” 

you cum.