Jin His eyes just might pop out of his head. Seeing you barely covered is a turn on for him, let alone your confidence to back it up. He wants to feel the thin material matching your delicate, smooth skin.
Suga Seeing you in lingerie would bring out the dominant side of him. All he’d ever want to do is tear into it like a kid on Christmas. As much as he loves you in sexy underwear, he prefers his girl completely bare.
RM “You dirty little girl…” Daddy would absolutely love what he sees. He’s the type to buy you a new set of lingerie and wait for you to model it for him. He knows the exact size and color that looks perfect on you.
J-hope He would be completely blown away. Even though he sees you in your underwear plenty of times, he longs for the days you go above and beyond by putting on something a little more… little đ
Jimin He’d be looking at you like a hungry wolf. His eyes studying each curve, his lip wedged between his teeth, and his heart rate increasing to a thousand beats per minute. He’d be so lost in your beauty, you’d have to snap him out of it.
V He strikes me as the type who doesn’t much care if you put on sexy lingerie. He’s just as attracted to you in lingerie as much as he is when you’re in his t-shirt. What does make him sit on the edge of his seat is the way you act in your new wardrobe. The seductive walk would drive him wild.
Jungkook He would take notice immediately. The second he sees you, he’d push his hair back the way you like, just to equal out the level of desire between you both. All he’d want to do is take you into the bedroom and leave his mark all over your exposed skin.
“Hi, I’m here to see Jun- I mean- Detective Kim…?” You asked the receptionist. You’d never seen her before which clearly meant she was new.
“Uh… Did you make an appointment?” She asked. Yup, she’s new around here.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got it. Hey, honey.” Junmyeon came around the corner in a hurry. You mirrored his glowing smile. He took your hand and led you to his office. “What’s in the bag?”
“My question first. What did you pack for dinner?” You asked. He went silent which meant he forgot and was planning to go without. “That’s what I thought.”
He closed his door behind you and sat at his cluttered desk. You tried to make room around the stacks of paperwork to lay his food out for him. He took his fork and dug in right away. While he ate, you stood up and looked around the room.
“Baby… Don’t you guys have a cleaner to take the trash out? Or dust? Some of these cases are closed.”
“No. Not while I’m working. And get away from there.” He pulled you into his lap. “What did I tell you about snooping?”
“What did I tell you about taking care of yourself?” You ran your fingers through his hair, pushing it back to open up his face. “Kim Junmyeon, what am I gonna do with you?”
“Marry me.” He blurted.
You froze in place, looking him in the eyes searching for even a glint of humor. But all you saw was sincerity in his chocolate brown eyes.“W-what?”
“You asked what you were going to do with me. I want you to marry me.” His lips curled up into a smile. With one hand on your waist, he cupped your cheek with the other, bringing you close to cover your face in his sweet kisses.
“Wait. Baby, are you serious?” You pressed your hands to his chest, pulling back a bit.
“Of course I’m serious. You may not believe me, but I put my career first until I met you. When I’m with you I really do want to better myself and with that, I do better at work. I come in every day with a fresh mind and leave every night with a full heart. Because I know you’re there waiting for me. Seeing your cute face light up when I walk through the door…” He gave you a little Eskimo kiss, making you smile. “…That’s what makes me fall in love with you. No one will ever make me feel this way.”
His eyes were just as honest as his words. He loved you and you loved him. The rush you feel when he comes home from work never fades. You gently dropped your arms around his shoulders, relaxing into his sturdy frame.
“…Yes. Yes, I will marry you.” Just saying it made you start to cry with joy.
Junmyeon gave you a quick kiss before letting you collapse into him while he cradled you in his strong arms. You smiled to yourself, feeling secure in your future for the first time in a long time.
âI canât believe this is really happening.â You said through tears of joy.
He lifted your chin, wiped the droplets from your face and smiled. âBelieve it, sweetheart. One day soon, you will be Mrs. Kim Junmeyon.â Your heart soared to the heavens when he said that. âMrs.Kim Junmyeonâ. âAnd tonight… When I get home… We can celebrate properly.â He said with a wink.
You smirked at him, watching the tint in his eyes darken with lust. âWell, maybe I should get out of here. The sooner you finish work the sooner you come home.â
Junmyeon lifted you off his lap and gave you one last kiss. âIâll walk you out.â You both left his office, hand in hand until you reached the front desk.âSee you at home.â He said quietly.
âIâll be counting the minutes.â And with that, you left him to his work… with a little motivation.
Summary: Winter break is fast approaching and Markâs crush on you is becoming a little more intense each day. The real question is, when will he make is move?
Just look at her. that smile, those eyes, the way she walks. Miss y/l/n was by far the hottest teacher in this school. She’s always so put together, but I know there’s something there. A side of her that she could never show around her students. There are days that I swear she’s giving me bedroom eyes. If she keeps swaying her hips when she walks, I might just have to take her right here in the hallway-
“Good morning Mr.Tuan.” I jumped back a bit, startled by one of my students.
“Oh, good morning.” I cleared my throat, bringing my focus back to the task at hand. I pushed out all those thoughts about Y/n and went straight into teacher mode. My students come first.
“Alright everyone, class dismissed. No homework this weekend, but it wouldn’t hurt to review chapter 10. See you all on Monday.” The majority of the class was long gone before I could get the last word out. Â I can’t blame them though, Everyone wants to get a head start on the weekend.
I walked outside the door, holding it open for the few that actually stayed until the last moment. I looked down the hall, saying a few goodbyes to the other students. My mind went blank when I saw an angelic figure walking toward me. Y/n struggled as she carried a stack of books back to her classroom. It was only a matter of time before she dropped them but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I hurried to her side and took a few books in my hands.
“Here, I’ll lighten the load,” I said with a smile.
“Oh, thank you. I really appreciate it.” She said with a sigh of relief. “I had class in the library today and I guess I lost track of time.”
“Nothing wrong with that. At least your kids were actually listening to you. Most of my class was out the door as soon as the bell rang.” I said.
“Trust me. I’ve had my bad days too.” We walked into her classroom, placing the books back on the shelf one by one.
“So are you doing some kind of research project in the library?” I asked.
“Well, kinda. The librarian was complaining that the kids weren’t utilizing their resources and since I’m an English teacher, everyone assumed I was the one who should be using the library the most. So, I brought my class to the library for the hour. Plus I figured they needed a change of scenery, you know?”
“Very clever. I should use the library resources too, being a history teacher and all.” I thought out loud, making her smile.
“Well if you ever want to tag-team for a book report, let me know.” She said with a light chuckle.
I laughed with her until an idea popped into my head. “Wait. That’s not such a bad idea.”
“What do you mean?” She asked.
“Since we’re core class teachers, your students are my students. Why don’t we come up with a lesson plan to get the kids engaged in the library? Everyone wins.” I explained.
Y/n pouted her full, soft, luscious lips, thinking about my plan. She only pondered for a moment in time, but I completely lost myself in my imagination. I stared at her lips, wondering how they would feel against mine.
“That’s actually a brilliant idea! The book report can be their final exam. I always hated giving real tests at the end of the year. This way they can be creative and prove that they comprehended the material…” She went on, adding more detail to my original thought. “…Mark?”
“Huh? Oh, sorry, uh- yeah that’s what we should do.”
“Great! Let me just get my jacket.” My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“What?” I asked.
“I’m just grabbing my jacket before we head out. Do you want to take my car or drive separately?”
“…Where?” Wow, I spaced out hard.
“My place… To map out the lesson plan?"She finished with a question and I nodded, acting like I knew what she was saying.
"Oh, right. Um, I’ll just follow behind you. I need to grab a few things too.”
“Okay, I’ll meet you out front.” We walked out of her classroom together and I continued to my room.
I still couldn’t comprehend the fact that I’m about to go home with her… and I wasn’t even paying attention. I quickly packed up my bag, making sure to grab my books and rushed to the parking lot. Y/n stood next to her car, smiling when she saw me.
“I don’t live too far. It’ll be easy to just follow behind.” She said.
“Great! Lead the way.” She drove ahead of me, going at a moderate speed so I wouldn’t lose track of her.
When we arrived, I parked behind her car and took a moment to grip the fact that I was actually spending time with her outside of work. She got out, turning back to look at me. I quickly took my bag and scrambled out of the car.
“You’ll have to forgive the mess. We can just brainstorm in the office.” She said.
“Sure. That’s fine.” I followed her into her house, looking around at the furniture and decor. Everything in the house was a perfect reflection of her.
She led me to her home office, moving a chair for me to sit in. She unpacked her bag, taking out her laptop and a notebook.
“Okay. So, I was thinking we could do something with Mark Twain. He was an incredible writer and he had a good sense of humor so the kids will be more engaged.” She didn’t need to use Mark Twain’s sense of humor to keep anyone engaged. She could talk about beige paint drying all day and I’d hang on her every word.
“Yeah. I agree. And his novels came out in a really pivotal time in America.” I said.
She wrote down our ideas as we went along, taking in every detail. Her passion was so enticing. We went back and forth for a while, drafting the plan for our students. The more she wrote, the more curious I became. I scooted my chair toward her, getting a better look.
“Oh, wow. This will work great. Do you think they’ll go for it?” I asked.
“Yeah, it beats an exam.”
“True. I can see why you’re the favorite teacher.”
“Me? All everyone ever talks about is Mr.Tuan’s class. I’ve never seen a kid walk out of your classroom in a bad mood. You really are amazing.” She said, flattering me.
“I try my best.” I looked down at my lap, feeling a little bashful. I brought my eyes back up to her as her smile faded.
She looked at me with something I haven’t seen before. Her stare went from my eyes to my lips and my heartbeat quickened. Was this really about to happen? I watched her come closer in slow motion until her plush lips pressed to mine. I closed my eyes, savoring the taste of her sweet kiss. Just before I could touch her, she pulled away quickly.
“Oh, god. What I’m I doing? I’m so sorry, Mark.”
“N-no. No, don’t apologize. Please.” I cupped her cheeks, pulling her back in. She relaxed in my touch, letting all of the reget and self-doubt go.
I moved my hands down to her hips as she took a hold of the back of my neck. I brought her onto my lap to straddle me. I would do anything to keep living in this moment. Her kisses were so addictive. When she grinded down on my growing bulge, I thought I would explode. I took her bottom lip between my teeth, giving her a playful nibble, making her smile.
“Where’s your room?” I asked.
“Down the hall, first door on the right.” She said between kisses. I lifted her up, walking her to the bedroom.
Our lips didn’t part for a second. She clung to me tightly, moving her hands around my neck and shoulders. I laid her down on her bed, breaking our kiss and unbuttoned my shart as fast as I could. She unzipped the back of her skirt, pulling it off just like she did in my fantasies. She threw her top toward the laundry basket and I smiled. Even in a moment of passion, she sticks to her tidy demeanor.
I mounted on top of her gorgeous body, raised her legs and grinded down. She gripped my arms, looked me in the eyes and said, “No, Mark. No teasing. I want you now.”
“I’ve waited so long for you to say that.” I pulled down my boxers, freeing my hard shaft and giving it a few strokes before holding my tip against her warm slit.
I looked into her eyes and slowly thrusted into her. I was drunk on the feeling of her heat. She was so blissfully tight. I watched her expressions change from anxiousness to pure fulfillment. Her beauty was so overpowering, she looked like a work of art.
Y/n hooked his hand around my neck, pulling me closer. “Kiss me.” She ordered. I was in no position to refuse her. Our lips connected for a rough kiss, causing me to pick up the speed of my hips. She moaned into my mouth, digging her nails into my neck and arm. I broke away with a loud moan when she clenched around me. She bucked her hips, taking me deeper with each thrust.
“Oh, Mark. I’m so close!” She said, running out of breath.
I could feel the little beads of sweat accumulating on my forehead. WIth a few more sharp thrusts, Y/n screamed out, flexing around my cock as her intense orgasm washed over her. I came along with her, burying my face in her neck, smelling her delicious scent. Her moans softened in my ear as she came back down from her mighty climax. I kissed her collar bones and rolled off of her.
“That was…” I started.
“Worth the wait?” She suggested.
“Absolutely.” I pulled her leg around my hip, resting my hand around her waist. I looked down at her legs when I felt her dripping center on my hip. “…Is that what I think it is?”
She shrugged innocently, trying to play cute. “How bad do you wanna find out?” As if she even needed to ask.
The worst part of spending the weekend with Chanyeol is that he has to go back to work when it’s over. I woke up this morning to a cold and empty bed. I sat up, looking out the open window and sighed. It was strange not having a pair of big arms pulling me back under the covers. I got off the bed, walked around the room, finding something to wear.
I started feeling a little sad when I saw Chanyeol’s oversized hoodie. Just ten hours ago, I was pulling it off of him. I missed the way he cuddled me into his chest when he wore it. The way his warm cheeks felt against my lips. I picked up the hoodie and put it on. I went to the underwear drawer and decided to steal a pair of his boxers to complete my ‘lazy day chic’ look. I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs.
Chanyeol was branded on my mind. I couldn’t get him out if it! I made myself some cereal, reminiscing of yesterday morning when he had me right here on the counter, kissing, biting, scratching. I took a deep breath, feeling flushed.Â
I ate my breakfast silently, at least, silently outside of my mind. I couldn’t stop replaying his raspy moans and the haunting sound of his hand coming down on my bare ass with a rough spank. Just the thought sent tingles up my spine.
My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my memories. I unlocked it and smiled when I saw a message from the sexy devil himself.
Yeollie: Sorry I left in such a rush, baby. You looked so peaceful and I didn’t want to wake you. I’ll see you after work
Y/n: But babyyyyy I miss you… inside me đ
I smirked at myself when I sent the message. I got up from my seat and put my cereal bowl in the sink. My phone went completely silent, bot a single response. Maybe I wasn’t provoking him enough.
I went back up to our bedroom, turned my phone on to selfie mode and snapped a picture of myself in his hoodie. I made sure to display the “SEXUAL FANTASIES” printed on the front. I sent the picture, but once again, no response. Playing hard to get I see. I went into the bathroom, took off the hoodie and positioned my arm to cover my breasts, barely. I took another picture, flaunting his boxers. I sent the selfie to him with the caption “About to take a shower. Wish you were here”.
I turned on my playlist, pulled off his boxers, and pinned up my hair for my shower. I kept the temperature of the water low to cool myself off. Chanyeol just drove me wild! I felt like an addict after a bender. I absolutely craved the man. I swayed back and forth to the soft beats, letting the water dribble down my suds-covered skin.
“You say you wanna come over to my place~ Just the thought of you in my bedroom it increases my heart rate~” I smiled to myself while I sang along.
Chanyeol was probably in the middle of dance practice which would explain the lack of replies. Once again, thoughts of him flooded back into my mind. I imagined his breaking a sweat, his muscles flexing with every movement, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. I bit my lip, reaching down between my legs and started teasing my clit a little. I stroked up and down my slit, picturing Chanyeol’s big hands instead. My mouth hung open with a moan.
“Mmm, Chan…” I whispered.
Suddenly, the shower curtain flew open. I gasped, almost falling when I saw Chanyeol standing in front of me like a Greek god. He already took it upon himself to strip naked for me.
“Here you are,” he said with a crooked smile. “Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re in, baby?” He stepped into the shower, backing me into the corner. I kept my eyes locked on his, but didn’t say a word. I couldn’t believe he actually left early for this. Serves me right for being a tease, I suppose.
I shook my head ‘no’ and trembled when I felt the cold tiles on my back. Chanyeol’s eyes shot down to my hardening nipples. He cupped my breasts, taking the small buds between his fingers with a pinch.
“I love seeing you like this, baby. Even after a cold shower, your skin feels like it’s on fire.” He met my stare and raised his eyebrows in curiosity. “Do I get you all hot and bothered?”
“Yes.” I moaned. I was so entranced by how impulsive he was being right now. He was just as turned on as I was.
Chanyeol let go of my breasts, shut off the water and ran his hands down my legs before lifting me into his arms. I coiled my legs around him until he placed me gently on the counter. He picked up a towel to dry me off. Starting at my feet, he slowly worked the soft cloth up my leg, to my inner thigh and back down the other side. He held the towel around my waist, patting me dry and stroked down my arms until I was completely dried off.
“Chanyeol…” I stretched out my legs, holding his hips and pulling him closer. “Fuck me… hard.”
The color of his eyes darkened with lust as he took a step back, picked up his hoodie and said, “raise your arms”. I did what I was told, not wanting to wait any longer. He put it on for me, brushing the hairs out of my face while I straightened it out. Chanyeol lifted me up, holding me against his naked body as he walked us back into our bedroom.
I couldn’t help it. I had to kiss him. I grabbed his sweet cheeks and pulled him in, smashing our lips together. Chanyeol laid me down on our bed and parted our lips to move his kisses down my neck. I raised my legs, giving him perfect access to where he was heading. He looked up as he as he eased his way down to my drenched center.
He closed his big brown eyes, breathing him my sent and slowly grazed his tongue up my slit. My lips parted, allowing my soft whimper to easily pass through into the lustful atmosphere. Chanyeol grasped my ankles, tossing my legs over his broad shoulders. He planted an open-mouth kiss on my warm core, tasting my essence. With one hand rubbing my clit, he pumped his shaft with the other, releasing some tension for himself.
“Y/n… You have no idea what you do to me.” He raised his head from between my legs but continued to rub my clit. “Just seeing you in this hoodie is enough to get me rock-hard.”
“Chan…” I bucked my hips, needing more contact.
“So wet, baby. Is this all for daddy?” He asked with a devilish smile
“Yes, daddy.”
He inserted a finger into me, causing my legs to tense up. I tightened around his finger, showing him how badly I needed him. He bit his lip, trying to resist.
“Fuck me, daddy. Please. I’ll be a good girl~” I said with innocent eyes.
Chanyeol leaned toward my face, staring me down. “Say that again.”
“Fuck me…”
He took a hold of my feet, pulling me down to lay directly beneath him. I nearly took the hoodie off when Chanyeol stopped me.
“Leave it on.” He said. He raised my hips, looking me in the eye and thrusted his entire cock into me.
“Oh, fuck yes! Take me!” I screamed.
Chanyeol fit his long, thick member inside of me, stretching me out. It was something that was a little uncomfortable, but after a few more thrusts, the foreign sensation was gone. All I could feel was the glorious friction paired perfectly with his dark grunts.
“God damn, baby. So tight.” He hid his face in my neck, panting softly as he picked up the pace. “Moan for me love, let me hear you.”
“Oh~ Chanyeol! You’re S-so good. Harder, daddy.” He grabbed a hold of my hips, slamming into me as hard as he could. “Yes! Just like that, daddy! Mmm, I’ve been wanting this all day.”
“I’m here now, baby. You’re all mine now.”
He pounded into me faster and faster till I couldn’t take it anymore. I arched my back and reached my climax. My nails scraped down his back, making him groan. His warm cum shot against my walls while he thrusted mercilessly. My toes curled and stiffened until I finished my vigorous orgasm. Chanyeol stood up on his knees, looking down at the aftermath of his fierce desires.
“You really are my sexual fantasy.” He said.
I pulled him down next to me, covering myself in the soft material. The man was already a skyscraper compared to me, yet he still insists on buying close that are too big even for him. Chanyeol draped his arm around my waist, rubbing my back.
“Did you really leave work early just to see me?” I asked.
“I figured those pictures would have gotten worse if I left you here any longer.”
“…True.” I admitted. He kissed my nose and pulled me on top of him. He always works so hard. What’s one more day in bed?
request: When you watch a movie together and you left to the toilet when you left he see on the couch a little blood (it’s your time of the month started) when you return you really embraced?Â
Xiumin He is a bit of a neat freak, so he’d feel a bit of a panic, but he wouldn’t be angry with you. He’d even offer to get you some feminine products to help.
Suho “Oh, no. Baby~” He would be very concerned about you. He knows how uncomfortable you get when it’s that time of the month so he wouldn’t draw too much attention to it. By the time you’d come back from the bathroom, the stain would be gone.
Lay He’d be the one to knock on the bathroom door to check on you. “Baobei… It’s just a stain.” The last thing he wasn’t is to make you feel bad about yourself.
Baekhyun “…Hehe…” Our giggly puppy would find something amusing about the whole thing. Almost as if he were laughing his way through the awkwardness/discomfort. He wouldn’t be sure what to do or say.
Chen He would put a change of clothes outside the bathroom door for you. Naturally, they’d be his big t-shirt and sweatpants, but he thinks you look cute in them! By the time you come back to finish the movie, he’d have pain medicine and a heating pad for the cramps.
Chanyeol Because he has a big sister, he’s no stranger to a girl’s monthly. He wouldn’t make anything of it. You two would go right back to normal… after you changed your pants.
D.O He’d be the most freaked out, but he wouldn’t let it show. When you leave for the bathroom and he sees the stain on the couch, he’d go into a small, brief panic and try to get it cleaned up before you get back.
Kai He also has a big sister so he wouldn’t be too worried about it. His focus would be on you. While you’re away, he tries to get rid of the stain. You wouldn’t think anything of it until he engulfs you in cuddles and kisses suddenly.
Sehun He would be a little tease. When you come back he’d start giving you the eye, like he knows something you don’t. He wouldn’t hold a grudge though, he’d just have his fun for a moment and move on from it.
As soon as you sat in his lap, he’d know it’s time to go home. He wouldn’t even think twice about it. He’d help you to the car, lay you down in the back seat and take you back home.
SugaÂ
He’d want to hide his smile, but he’d fail as soon as he notices that you’re asleep. He’d tap you a few times to check if you were awake, but it wouldn’t work.
RMÂ
Although it’s obvious that you won’t even remember what happened, he’d hold on to the cute memory as his own little secret. He knows how shy you get so he wouldn’t taunt you about it.
J-hopeÂ
Our Hobi is a sleepy drunk too, so he would just let you sleep it off. He’d rub your back and let you lay your head on his shoulder until it’s time to go back home.
JiminÂ
I see Jimin playing with your hair while you sleep.. He’d run his fingers through it to brush out the tangles and tuck your bangs behind your ear to keep the strands from getting on your face.
VÂ
He’d think it’s the funniest/cutest thing ever! He’d let you nuzzle your head into his neck and wrap his arms around you. By the time you woke up, he’d have some painkillers for your hangover and a funny story about last night.
Jungkook
He’d start blushing when you sit down on his lap. He wouldn’t know what to do, but when you fall asleep, his first priority is to get you to bed.
My phone buzzed suddenly. I checked my messages only to find a missed call and voicemail from Mark.
“Hey, baby. sorry I missed you. I just got off the plane and thought I’d give you a call. I’m on my way home. Hopefully, you aren’t asleep.” I smiled to myself. He knows me too well. “Anyway. I’ll be home in about 30 minutes. I love you so much. Bye.”
He sounded completely exhausted. I’ve always told him he works way too hard sometimes. Whenever he calls, I have a sense of relief that he’s able to have some downtime. He and I have only lived together for a few months before he went on tour and during that time, he was putting in work for the tour. He’d be gone for hours on end and come home with enough energy to fall into bed.
When he got home tonight, I knew he’d be tired, so I didn’t go above and beyond. Just the essentials. I cleaned up around the house, lit a few candles to freshen the air and changed the sheets. My heartbeat quickened by the minute until I caught a glimpse of headlights through the front window. He’s home!
I unlocked the door and hurried upstairs to tease him a little. Who could resist? I stripped out of all my clothes, leaving my underwear on and tussled my hair a bit. The front door creaked open and I heard Mark’s sweet voice echo down the hall.
“Y/n? Baby?” He called.
I laid out on the bed, trying my best to look tantalizing. Mark opened the door, took a few steps in and froze when he saw me laying there half-naked. He dropped his bags in the middle of the floor and let his eyes explore each curve. I got up on my knees, coming closer to him and held out my hands.
“Welcome home, baby,” I said with a small smile.
Mark walked closer, holding my hands and looking over every inch of my body. I placed his hands on my waist, giving him the perfect opportunity to touch me wherever he desired. He started at my hips, moving lower while I cupped his cheeks, pulling him in for a steamy kiss. I snaked my arms around his shoulders, gasping when he gave my ass a squeeze. Mark trapped my bottom lip between his teeth with a devilish smirk and pulled me in for another passionate kiss. I pulled the jacket off of him, feeling his stiff muscles through his shirt.
“Mmm, Babe~ You’re all tense. I thought you said you wouldn’t strain yourself.” I said with a pout.
“Trust me, baby.” He said with a sigh. He lifted me off the bed and into his arms, proving his strength. “Daddy has plenty of strength. Besides. Everything I do is for you.” He laid me down on my back, climbing on top of me, kissing down my body. “I wanna provide for you…. and take care of you… and make you feel good.” He whispered between kisses. He pulled my panties down with his index finger, freeing his other hand to slowly stroke my slit.
“Oh… Daddy.” I whimpered.
He looked up at me from between my legs, smiling innocently before taking my clit into his mouth. I squirmed and clutched the sheets beneath me. Mark’s big hand pressed to my pelvis, holding me down while he pleasured me mercilessly.
“D-daddy, wait. Please.” I begged. I didn’t want to cum like this. As nice as it was to feel his lips on my body, I was in need of more. I wanted to feel him deep inside me. After five months apart, I just wanted to feel his long cock stretching my walls, claiming me as his.
Mark lifted his head, wiping his mouth of my juices and laying my legs on either side of him. He took his member into his hand, gently grazing his tip against my folds.
“Is this what you’ve wanted all this time?” He asked, keeping his eyes fixed on mine.
I nodded frantically, wanting nothing more than for his to take that first trust. Mark lowered himself, his lips inches away from my face, he suddenly stopped massaging my entrance, then all at once, he slammed into me, forcing his entire cock into my tight heat. My mouth fell open with a long moan. All those nights I imagined him inside me instead of those sex toys or trying to please myself instead of feeling his rough fingers pumping in and out of me, none of it could amount to the real thing.
“This is why I do it, baby girl.” He said. “You’re all mine now, baby. And I’m all yours.”
I clenched around him, trying to hold in my sweet release. All the while I just brought him to the edge with me. Mark gripped my thighs, spreading them even more, taking me from a better angle. My back arched completely off the bed, I screamed out his name and we both came at the same time. The butterflies in my stomach turned into bursts of tingles all over my body, leaving me covered in goosebumps. Mark’s warm cum filled me while his soft moans rang through my ears.
We both laid there, catching our breath and bathing in the afterglow. Mark turned over, bringing me into his chest and kissing my forehead. I traced little patterns on his chest, tickling him with my tight touch. His mouth opened wide with a big yawn.
“I missed you so much, y/n.” He said, feeling drowsy.
“I missed you too. I’m so glad your back. Now you can relax… properly.” I teased.
Mark just smiled and held me close. “That’s why I do it.”
Another day, another workout session with Minseok. If there was anyone in the world who can keep me motivated, it’s him. He knows I prefer going to the gym with someone so, he insists that we go together a few times a week. Today was like any other gym day, only I noticed a flyer for swimming lessons at the front desk.
“Swim lessons! I’ve always wanted to learn.” I turned to show Minseok, but he just chuckled.
“Y/n, that class is for kids. There’s a cartoon duck on it.” He said pointing at the paper.
“Well, could you teach me? The pool is open today.” I asked, walking with him to the locker room.
“Not today, babe. It’s arm day. Besides, neither of us packed a swimsuit” He reminded me.
With that, He kissed my forehead and went into the manâs room. I sighed to myself and headed back over to the desk. If he didn’t want to teach me, maybe I could get a professional to do it.
“Excuse me. Are there any swimming instructors for adults?” I asked the guy at the desk.
“Yeah, I’m actually one of the instructors. I’m John.” He extended his hand and I shook it before he went on. “Just send me an email and we can get some lessons scheduled. My earliest opening is tomorrow at three.” He handed me his card and I felt better already.
“Great. Thanks so much!’ I waved goodbye and headed to the locker room to get changed.
The next day Minseok said he would have dance practice all day, so I just went to the gym alone. For the first time in a while, I actually felt comfortable being there without someone, but it was probably because I knew I’d have, John, the instructor, with me.
From the start of my lesson, I tried to follow the pointers I was taught and keep my head above water. We were at it for almost an hour when I caught glimpse of a familiar face while I was floating on my back. I smiled when I saw Minseok up on the second floor, lifting weights until he realized who I was. He dropped the weight, barely missing his foot and rushed to the stairs.
"Uh-oh.” I stood up in the water, breaking away from the instructorâs grasp, and waited for Minseok to storm in.
“Y/n? What are you doing?” Minseok stomped over to the edge of the pool, crossing his arms and glared in fury at John.
“I’m learning to swim. You said you didn’t want to so I hired John.” I said, innocently. Minseok’s eyes narrowed, not quite buying my excuse.
“I’ll give you two a moment. Our hours was just about up anyway.” John excused himself and I swam to the edge of the pool.
“Are you mad?” I asked my boyfriend.
Minseok reached for my hand, helping me out of the pool. He grabbed a towel, placing it around my shoulders. “No, I’m not mad. I was just… Shocked. John was getting a little grabby.”
“He was keeping me from drowning,” I said with a laugh.
We walked back to the locker rooms, Minseok wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. “From now on, I will teach you to swim. We can come back to the pool once a week to do it.”
“Promise?” I asked holding out my pinky.
“I promise.” He replied, verifying our pinky swear.
Summary: Xiumin has had a pretty hard day, but after seeing you waiting for him in your little tank top and shorts, he decided to relieve some stresses the best way he knows how.
I jumped out of my daze when I heard the door slam shut. I pulled off the blanket and sat up on the couch, waiting to see Minseok come around the corner.
“God damn it…” I heard a familiar grumble and relaxed into the couch. Minseok must be having a bad day. I ordered from his favorite restaurant, but he texted me a few moments before he was supposed to be home that he was staying late. I don’t know why I keep getting my hopes up Just to have them crushed.
“Y/n? Where are you?!” He hollered.
“Livingroom,” I said, holding back a yawn.
“What’s with all the takeout in the kitchen?” He sounded so annoyed but not nearly as annoyed as I was with his tardiness.
“I thought we would have some dinner but instead I got a text saying you were working late and took a nap.” I could hear his deep sigh from the other room and heavy footsteps coming closer.
“It’s not my fault Y/n. I’m here… Now…” He slowed down when he turned the corner, staring at me in shock. “Come here, baby.” He came down on top of me, going straight in for a kiss but I quickly turned my head, refusing to kiss him back.
His lips almost landed on my cheek before he stopped himself. He looked at me with confusion and tried to kiss me again. Once more, I denied him, turning my cheek without a word.
“Baby… Please? Just one? Don’t make me beg.” He held my jaw in his hand, holding me in place as he finally got his kiss, sort of. I laid there completely relaxed, not giving him anything back.
He soon gave up and moved on to my neck, muttering, “I missed you so much today.” as he moved down to my collar bones. “I would have ditched that meeting if I knew I had this waiting for me.”
I laid motionless, ignoring his plush pink lips. I was too angry to give in that easily. Still, Minseok continued with his sweet kisses, his hands traveled up my sides, under my top until I blocked him before he went too far. He smirked now that he finally got some kind of reaction and grinded his growing erection onto my upper thigh.
“Come on, baby. Just. One. Kiss.” His lips pressed to my jaw, then my cheek and finally my lips.
My wetness was too obvious to deny. I opened my legs a little wider, inviting him between then and kissed him back. I draped my arms around his neck and my rough, lustful, dominant man burst forth with a primal tug at my shorts. I gasped when I heard a ripping at the hem. Minseok threw them across the room without a care about where they landed.
“M-Minseok.” I moaned
“Tsk, tsk. You think you can deny me what’s mine and call me by my name?” Â He asked with deep, dark eyes.
“Master, please,” I said, correcting myself.
“Please what? Say it!” His hips grinded down on mine, making my mouth open slightly.
I took a deep breath to compose myself and spoke. “Master, please take me. Take what’s yours. Please.” I begged.
Minseok lifted my top, stared straight at my erect nipples and helped himself. I clenched my thighs around him, trapping him between my legs while he sucked on my breasts. With one arm across his shoulders, I played with his hand in my free hand, Tugging a little when his teeth grazed my sensitive skin.
I looked down when I hear the sound of a kipper. Minseok pulled his member out of his pants when he had enough of teasing me and Pulled my panties down, coating himself with my slick center. My head tilted back as he quickly slammed into me, filling me up just right.
His fast, merciless thrusts had me seeing stars already. He pounded into me, letting out all his anger and frustration, replacing it with a burning desire. He lifted my legs into the air, spreading them even wider, gripping them so hard that he left little red marks.
“Make me cum, master. Fuck me!” I demanded.
Minseok was too blinded by pleasure to put me in my place for talking to him like that. His thrusts started getting sloppy, his rhythm went out of sync and his mouth was agape. His soft moans were like music to my ears. His hot breath on my neck sent shivers down my spine. I instantly came undone when his throbbing tip touched my g-spot. I clenched around him, feeling his cum shooting against my walls as we both reached our climaxes.
By the time we cooled down, Minseok kissed the valley between my breasts and pulled my top back down. He stood up off the couch, tucked his softened member into his pants and lifted me off the sofa.
“My baby doesn’t need to lay on the couch.” He said.
He walked us upstairs and laid me down on the bed, knowing I still had some left over sleepiness from my nap. I relaxed on the bed, almost letting myself fall asleep when I remembered one last thing.
“Oh, What about dinner?” I asked him.
“Don’t worry about that. We can eat when you wake up, I need to make some calls anyway. Sleep well. I love you.” He kissed my forehead ever so softly and left me to rest.
“I love you too,” I said as I watched him quietly shut the door behind him.
Summary: After a heated argument about your living arrangements, JB thinks it a good time to let you have your space, but Mother Nature says differently.
We’ve been at this for hours. My lease ends in a few months and I asked the inevitable question: “Should we just find a place together?” then JB got all weirded out.
“Just tell me now, are you committed to me?”
“Yes, of course, I am. Y/n, I love you more than anything. I just don’t think we should rush into living together.” He said.
“Jae, I am about to enter a year-long lease with this place. You and I have been together for almost three years. What are you afraid of?”
JB thought to himself for a moment, trying to come up with a way to express his thoughts. I took a deep breath and gave up. There was no point in changing his mind about this. I just thought we were ready for the next step.
“Baby, please don’t be mad. I just think we should both have our own space for a while.” His words send a shock through my system. Space?! He wants space?
“Maybe you should just go. You win, alright. I’ll just stay in this apartment alone and you can do the same.” I crossed my arms, shutting off all communication, but it wasn’t over just yet.
“Y/n. I don’t want to leave you like this. I can tell you’re still mad. You and I will stay right here until we figure this out.”
“There’s nothing to figure out. Just go. You got your wish. I’ll give you space.” I hissed.
JBs expression went from guilty to outright irritated. “You know that’s not what I meant. That just gives me even more reason to stay right here with you.”
“Funny how you want to stay here when things are ugly, yet you can’t even stomach the thought of living with me full-time.”
“Y/n, will you stop with this. Fine! I will live with you. Are you happy?”
“No. I want you to want this. I’m not about to keep you here against your will.”
It was clear that there was no good ending to this argument. At least not today. JB sat across from me, pulling out his phone when he received an alert.
“Oh, shit.” He muttered.
“What?” I asked.
“Looks like I’m going to be here a while. The snowstorm rolled in early.” He got up, walked over to the windows to check outside.
The moment he opened the shades, my eyes went wide. It was a complete whiteout! Nothing but falling snow as far as the eye can see. I stood next to JB watching his car get pummeled in the snow.
“That’s just great.” He walked away from the window, laid out on my couch and turned on the TV.
“How long will this last?” I asked him.
“Not sure. The alert said a day or two. I’ll just stay on the couch tonight.” He fluffed a pillow, placing it under his head and draped a blanket over himself.
I knew he was mad, but damn it if he didn’t look cute all snuggled up. Normally I would invite myself into his arms, but odds are he wouldn’t even let me in after what I said. I just walked back to my spot on the chair, curling up and watching him surf through channels.
“So what now?” I asked him.
“You’re looking at it.” He snapped back.
“Jae, you’re not being very fair. That blanket is yours. You bought it last year at the store down the street but you forget to take it home with you so you just kept it here. That shirt you’re wearing has been in my closet for six months before you finally took it with you after your last overnight stay. A third of the things in here are technically yours. I know it for a fact that a lot of my things are at your place too. Including my backup toothbrush and extra clothes.” JB wouldn’t look me in the eye, but I knew he was listening. After a brief pause, he turned off the TV and sat up to look me in the eye. “We’re pretty much already living together, we’ve just never made it official in one place.” I finished.
It was a lot to process, but he knew I was right. He took a look around my apartment, taking notice off all the things that were actually his.
“I guess you’re right, but I just don’t know.” He said rubbing his neck.
“Well, why don’t we turn this snow storm into a test. I have plenty of food to last the whole weekend and then some. We’re gonna stay right here for two days and by the end of it, if we decide we shouldn’t live together, then that’ll be that.” I extended my hand for him to shake in order to seal the deal. He hesitated but still took my hand, shaking it firmly before laying back down.
He looked over at me with his soft brown eyes and opened his arms for me to lay with him. I smiled at his cuteness and accepted. He wrapped me in a warm embrace, covering us both with the blanket and nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck. I grabbed the remote, turning the TV back on and we decided on a movie.
The tension quickly faded and everything went back to normal. JB and I got a little hungry after a couple of hours and cooked up some dinner together. Â We soon forgot about the weather outside and enjoyed each other’s company. But I needed to do more. I had to prove to him that living together would be the perfect set up.
“Ooh! I wish we had those nice cups from the china shop we went to.” I whined.
“They’re at my place…” He said, not catching on to my mind game.
“That’s alright, we can use mine. Could you hand me the oregano?” I asked, knowing full well it wasn’t there.
“I don’t see it.” He said, looking around my spice cabinet.
“I could have sworn I bought some the last time we had spaghetti.”
“Oh, I think it’s at my-… What are you doing?” Uh-oh. He caught me.
“What am I doing?” I questioned innocently.
“You’re tricking me into just moving the rest of my stuff over here, that won’t work, Y/n.”
“Relax. I just asked you two questions. The fact that those things just happen to be at your apartment is out of my control.” I said with a shrug.
“…Okay. No more traps though.” He warned.
“Okay.”
We finished making dinner and sat at the table, making small talk and occasionally looking out the window. The weather went from bad to worse quickly. With just a flicker of the lights, the power went out. I looked to JB in a panic.
“Oh, god.” I murmured.
Before JB could say anything, I jumped up and headed right for my fireplace. We’re technically not supposed to use anything but gas, but desperate times call for desperate measures. JB came right over with a lighter and a scrap of paper to get things started and I laid down a couple of logs to keep us warm. JB started the fire and I grabbed some candles and flashlights to brighten the rest of the room.
“It’s worse than I thought,” JB said.
“It’s okay though. We already ate and there plenty of snacks that don’t need to be cooked for tomorrow.” I tried to reassure him, earning a little smile.
“No worries, love. We’ll just continue in the dark.” He took my hand, guiding me to the kitchen and lit a few more candles.
We both started on the dishes, thankfully the pipes were still working fine. I was nearly finished on the last plate when I felt JB’s body heat on my back. Normally washing dishes by candlelight isn’t the most romantic thing ever, but with JB’s hands on my waist, my mind travels to a whole other dimension. A place where there are no arguments or disagreements of any kind. Just the two of us in perfect harmony.
I set the plate on the drying rack and leaned back, letting his touch take over. His soft lips kissed along my neck, stopping for a few nibbles along the way. His arms coiled around my waist, making me walk backward with him through the living room and to my bedroom.
“Is sex the first thing on your mind after washing dishes?” I asked him flirtatiously.
He just shrugged and turned me around to face him. “I’m a creature of habit.”
He laid me down on my bed, pulling my pants down which caused me to instantly shiver from the cold. JB covered me up in the blankets to get rid of the rest of my clothes on my own while he stripped down himself. He joined me under the covers, kissing me deeply and letting his hands roam all over my body.
“Mmm~ You’re so warm.” I purred.
“I can’t get enough of you, baby.” His hot kisses moved down my shoulders, covering my skin with his love.
I spread my legs a little more, reaching down to massage his tip against my wetness. JB’s mouth opened just a bit, holding back a moan. Involuntarily, I bucked my hips, trying to take him inside me. He smirked at me and squeezed my thigh. I needed to feel his thrusts, slow, rough, never-ending. He had me drenched and ready. I cupped his face with my free hand, whispering “please” before feeling his tip push past my folds.
My hand came around to his hips, slowly pulling him in closer as he pushed his member deeper inside me. His eyes closed as the base of his cock met my pelvis. I moaned at the feeling of him pulling back out only to thrust back into me. His skin was burning with desire, warming me up faster than I thought possible.
“Faster.” I moaned.
His rhythm quickened, satisfying my every need. I latched onto him while he rode me closer and closer to the edge. His strong muscles flexed beneath my palms. I dug my nails into his back, allowing my sweet release to fully take control of me.
“Don’t stop.” I clenched around his manhood, milking every last drop of his warm cum.
JB grunted and groaned as we finished our orgasms. Our sweaty bodies piled together, cooling down for a while. I kissed his temple and he rolled over onto his side of my bed.
“We’ll have to do this lights out thing at your place sometime,” I said.
“No need. I’m moving in.” He said casually.
I jumped out of the afterglow and into what must be a dream. “Wait, what?”
“I’m moving in.” He repeated, looking me deep in the eyes. “Think about it. Just a few hours ago we had a fight, usually one of us would leave to cool off, but this time we were bound together and here we are, closer than ever.” He took my hand, smiling at me.
“You have no idea how happy you’ve made me!” I climbed on top of him, bringing him in for a hug.
He kissed the top of my head and held me close. “I’ll do anything to make you happy.”
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