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ᥫ᭡ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. ( xdinary heroes )
❛ It’s the first time you use the strap on him.
𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐮𝐧 + female reader ೯ ( 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 ) 1.3k
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𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: MDNI, Junhan gets pegged for the first time, smut, Reader uses strap, handjob, strap rubs your clit.
( 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ) ( 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ) ( 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 )
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The room was bathed in the soft, amber glow of the bedside lamp, casting warm shadows that danced across the walls. You and Hyeongjun stood at the edge of the bed, the air thick with unspoken tension. You could feel the electricity between you, a palpable current that seemed to draw you closer.
With a gentle yet firm touch, you reached for Hyeongjun’s hand, guiding him to sit on the bed. His eyes widened slightly, a mixture of anticipation and nervousness evident in his gaze. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice trembling with a hint of vulnerability.
You smiled softly, leaning in to brush your lips against his in a fleeting kiss. “I’m sure,” you whispered, your voice carrying a quiet confidence. Your hands moved to his shoulders, pushing him gently back onto the bed. Hyeongjun’s breath hitched, his body responding to your assertiveness with a shiver of excitement.
You climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips, and he looked up at you with a blend of awe and desire. Your fingers traced the line of his jaw, trailing down his neck to the collar of his shirt. “I want to take care of you tonight,” you murmured, your eyes locking onto his as you began to unbutton his shirt with deliberate slowness.
Hyeongjun’s breathing grew heavier, his chest rising and falling rapidly as you exposed more of his skin. His hands rested on your thighs, his touch hesitant, as if seeking permission. “You’re so beautiful,” you said softly, leaning down to place a tender kiss on his chest. Your words seemed to break the last of his resistance, and he sighed, his body relaxing under your ministrations.
With his shirt discarded, you took a moment to admire the sight before you. Hyeongjun’s skin was warm and inviting, his muscles taut with anticipation. You leaned in, your lips brushing against his ear as you whispered, “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
He shook his head, his voice barely more than a breathless plea. “Don’t stop. Please.”
Your lips curved into a satisfied smile as you continued your exploration, your hands mapping every inch of his body with a mix of tenderness and control. You took your time, savoring each reaction, each gasp and moan that escaped his lips. The power you held over him was intoxicating, but it was tempered by the deep affection you felt for him.
When you finally leaned back, your eyes meeting his once more, you saw the trust and adoration in his gaze. It made your heart swell with emotion. “I want you,” he said, his voice a low, sultry promise. “But only if you’re ready.”
You nodded, your eyes never leaving his. “I’m ready,” you replied, your voice steady, a contrast to the trembling of his hands as they moved to help you undress before you removed yourself entirely off the bed.
The room’s ambient light cast a warm glow on your skin, accentuating the intimacy of the moment. You stood by the edge of the bed, your eyes never leaving Hyeongjun’s as you reached for the strap. His breath seemed to catch in his throat, eyes widening with a mix of awe and anticipation as he watched your every move.
With deliberate slowness, you fastened the harness around your hips, the leather straps snug against your skin. Each motion was intentional, your hands moving with a practiced ease that spoke of confidence and control. Hyeongjun’s gaze followed your every action, his eyes darkening with desire. You could see his chest rising and falling rapidly, the anticipation making his breath come in shallow gasps.
You took a moment to adjust the fit, your fingers brushing over the straps with a languid sensuality before grabbing the bottle of lube and squirting a generous amount of it onto your hand. “Do you like what you see?” you asked softly, your voice carrying a teasing lilt as your lubricated fingers wrapped themselves around the plastic length now attached to you, stroking it slowly. Hyeongjun swallowed hard, his eyes locking onto yours as he nodded, unable to tear his gaze away.
“You’re… incredible,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. His words sent a thrill down your spine, and you couldn’t help but smile, the power you held over him intoxicating.
You approached the bed with a slow, purposeful stride, your eyes never leaving his. Hyeongjun’s gaze traveled down your body, lingering on the strap, and you could see the hunger in his eyes, the way he bit his lip in anticipation. You climbed onto the bed, positioning yourself between his legs, and leaned in to capture his lips in a searing kiss.
“Are you ready for me?” you whispered against his mouth, your voice a sultry promise. Hyeongjun’s hands trembled as they came to rest on your hips, his touch both tentative and eager.
“Yes,” he breathed, his eyes wide with trust and longing. “I want you.”
With a tender smile, you positioned yourself, your hand guiding the strap as you moved closer. Hyeongjun’s eyes fluttered shut, a soft moan escaping his lips as you began to enter him. The connection between you was electric, a dance of give and take, of trust and desire.
Once you managed to fill him up completely, you stilled. His face was scrunched up at the slight pain he’d expected, though it gradually relaxed as you pulled back slowly. In that moment, you were both lost in the sensation, the world outside fading away until there was only the two of you, intertwined in a symphony of passion and intimacy. The strap rubbed your core deliciously, adding to your own pleasure.
The room seemed to pulse with an almost tangible energy, the dim light casting your intertwined shadows onto the walls. You could feel the intensity building between you, a crescendo of emotions and sensations that left you both breathless.
As you moved against Hyeongjun, his moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure that spurred you on. His hands clutched at the sheets, his knuckles white with the effort of holding on. “That’s it,” you murmured, your voice low and husky. “You’re doing so well, Hyeongjun. So perfect for me.”
His eyes fluttered open, meeting yours with a mix of vulnerability and desire that took your breath away. Each thrust elicited another moan from his lips, his body arching beneath you in response to your movements. “You feel so good,” you continued, your words punctuated by the rhythm of your hips. “So beautiful, so perfect.”
Hyeongjun’s face was flushed, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Please,” he managed to whisper, his voice cracking with need. “Don’t stop.”
You leaned down, your lips brushing against his ear as you whispered, “I won’t stop. I want to hear you, Hyeongjun. I want to hear how much you need this.” Your hand slipped between his legs, your fingers finding his own leaking length and adding another layer of sensation as you stroked him at a speed that matched your hips. The effect was immediate, his body trembling as he cried out your name.
“Beautiful,” you praised, your voice filled with a mix of affection and command. “You’re so good for me. So perfect. I love the way you respond to me.” Each word seemed to drive him higher, his moans growing louder, more desperate. The sight of him, lost in the pleasure you were giving him, was almost too much to bear.
You could feel the tension coiling in your own body, the shared intensity of the moment pushing you both closer to the edge. “You’re amazing,” you whispered, your voice trembling with emotion. “I love watching you like this. You’re everything to me.”
Hyeongjun’s hands reached up, his fingers tangling in your hair as he pulled you down for a kiss. It was a kiss filled with passion and desperation, a meeting of mouths that conveyed all the words you couldn’t say. “I love you,” he gasped against your lips, his voice breaking with the intensity of his feelings.
“I love you too,” you whispered back, your heart swelling with the depth of your emotion. “So much.” And with those words, you both let go, the world around you dissolving into a haze of shared ecstasy.
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