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mhadirty · 5 years

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LeeMinho; provoked p.2

Minho slides the side of your crop top up, to see the lingerie from last night still hugging your body tightly.

He lets go of the fabric and doubles over, wheezing from the way it made his erection ache. he strains his hand over it in an attempt to stop the pain.

“You did this. I was trying not to touch myself until i got home, so that we could have some fun. you’re just too fucking sexy y/n. please help me. I'm so hard it hurts,” He begs.

You snap out of your startled daze, and decided to give him what he wants. Its what he deserves, but you were going to have some fun first. you push his shoulders backward until he fell back into his desk chair, still groaning from the pressure his black skinny jeans were putting on his hard dick.

You kneel in front of him, sticking your butt out the was you knew he liked it. Another strained groan came out of his mouth. at this rate, you could make him cum untouched.

you slowly brought your hands to his hardened member, and lightly flattened your hand against it. you could feel his erection throbbing through his pants, as he bucked his hips up at you.

“please. i can’t take this anymore,” He grunts as he undoes his jeans, and hauls them across the room. The tip of his boxers is covered in precum, and his cock is almost spilling over the side of his boxers.

I slip his throbbing member out of his boxers, as minho uncomfortably squirms underneath me.

i flatten my thumb over his tip. he growls at eh sudden contact and digs his nails into the leather chair. i remove my hand and tighten it around the base of his cock, causing him so swear under his breath maultiple times.

i slowly lower my mouth onto his tip, making sure i keep eye contact with him. as soon as my tongue comes in contact with his tip, he’s grunting. i cover his whole tip and swirl my tongue around it, while also stroking the rest of him slowly, tracing every vein with my nails.

He throws his hands in my hair, and applies a little pressure on my head, trying to push me down further. I sink all the way down in one go, his tip easily hitting the back of my throat. He harshly pushes my head into his stomach, making my eyes water.

“fuck yes baby. no one can do it like you do,” He growls, as he begins to take control.

He starts thrusting slowly into your mouth, making sure not to go all the way down. His thrusts slowly speed up, and soon he’s throwing your name out like his life depended on it.

“ahh- y/n, your mouth looks so pretty attached to my cock.”

my head is bopping up and down off his cock is a rapid manner.

his thrusts start getting sloppy, as he shoves my head all the way down. His tip hits the back of my throat and he holds it there for a few more seconds, before his hot cum goes spilling down my throat.

I start coughing as i detach from his dick, glistening saliva running all over my lips.

Minho puts his pants on and practically tackles me in a hug.

“I’m sorry if i hurt you baby. you took it so well,” He praises.

“I don’t have anything on tomorrow, so why don’t we spend that day with each other. I’m sick of leaving for work in the morning. I just wanna cuddle you,” he says tightening his grip.

“Yeh. that sounds nice.” you smile

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sass-king-minho · 9 years

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You dirty little medjack

I hated it when these major injuries in my body would happen. Like, for instance, my left foot being in pain because of over fatigue in running. Jeff was the one helping me here in the infirmary the whole entire time, never once did he leave me. Well, he was instructed to do that – because apparently, according to Alby, I might have the chance of escaping and I will get even worse than before. But with this kind of excruciating pain and shit I’m currently going through, I doubt that I can plan my escape. The guy that watched me grew hungry. He told me to relax and not do so much movement. I nodded and he left the infirmary without anymore words. I knew that he was going to call out Clint for it was his turn on watching me, so I sat back down. I stared at the ceiling and waited for Clint and the food —because damn, I’m so shucking hungry— until I decided to sit up and try to get up. But as I tried to shift my weight, the material on my bed would create this weird rustling and crumpling noise. “Oh fuck,” I muttered as I lay back down again as I felt the pain in my leg become worse. Jeff and Clint wrapped my leg with a bandage and put some ointment on it before, but the pain won’t subside. I’ve been here in this bed for almost a day now and I missed running in the maze already. It’s like prison here. “Didn’t those medjacks remind you to relax and just take your shit off?” a new voice emerged. It wasn’t Clint or Jeff either. It was a female voice that everybody knew. The oh-so-beautiful-and-yet-smart Y/N. Yeah, I cannot deny that she’s hot and beautiful at the same time. Plus she’s smart, so that’s a bonus. And her attitude is quite nice…I think. So that’s another bonus. She looked pretty even with all the haggard things that were going on inside the Glade. Even with her dirtied clothes, it’s such a freaking miracle on how she still worked it out with her body. Her face and hair wasn’t as neat as a normal girl would do, but hey, I still think she’s beautiful. Sometimes I find myself so cliché and shabby. And yet, girls would dig it if I was in the outside world. “I’m not used to lying down all day,” I reasoned to her and she chuckled, filling the quiet room with the sound of her melodious laugh. “Well, today is your lucky day, then,” she said with a serious face. “Clint cannot make it, unfortunately, and Jeff needs to rest so I will take charge on taking care of you. Don’t worry, I am a professional medjack,” I saw a faint smile that played on her lips when she said the last few phrases. “Oh are you?” I mused. “Yes, Minho, I am,” she said and smiled at me. I was convinced and intimidated at the same time. She radiated some aura of authority. She grabbed the paper at the table beside me and began to write some notes – medications, probably. “Glad to know that, then,” I smirked at her. This little-flirting session with her makes me feel relaxed and not feel about the shitty pain on my leg and knee. “Did you ever consider being a runner?” “I cannot imagine being tired out easily,” she said as she handed me some medicine and water. I took it in gladly and hoped that I will feel better in a few hours or so. “You’re missing out so much fun in the maze,” I said to her. She shook her head and tried to fight the smile that crept on her lips. We were enjoying this moment very much. “Whatever helps you sleep at night,” she muttered silently and sat down the empty chair beside me. As quickly as possible, I thought of an awesome comeback to this girl. “That’s not all that helps me sleeps at night,” She laughed after I said my statement. “Are you referring to sex right now? What? You planning to jack up the other leg as well?” there were cheeky smiled on our faces right now. The tension and intimidation of the atmosphere inside the room quickly changed. We both knew what we wanted. “Who knows? Maybe it will cure my leg,” that was the worst thing anybody could tell, but this was the joke that immediately came to my head. What am I supposed to say to her? “Bastard,” she laughed. Before our flirting session could even continue, the door opened and revealed her fellow medjack: Clint. I was pissed and disappointed that we have him here. The both of us kept quiet and waited for Clint to talk. Honestly, I just want him to leave. Rude much? Shut up. “Go on, Y/N. I’ll take the next watch for this guy right here,” he nodded at my direction. I tried my best not to roll my eyes right now for ruining the moment we shared. Y/N kept a straight face and looked at me for a second. “Well, I will see you again,” she said her goodbye. Damn it, Clint. Before she was about to leave the room, she gave Clint the paper where she wrote some notes and probably the medications. Clint looked at me, then at her, and then at me again. But eventually, she left the room. This is going to be one painful and wakeful night for me. - Groans, moans and painful enunciations echoed around the room. My leg isn’t getting better. The medicine plants that they have been giving me are not working. The painkillers that WICKED sent isn’t enough. If I took more of those, I would be killing myself due to overdose. I guess I just need to endure this fucking pain. And I don’t know how long it’s going to last. Clint cannot even sleep with me making these annoying noises. I feel myself pitying for him. But I can’t just tell him to go to his hammock and take a shut eye – I need him here for the medicine and all that shit I have to take. “I shucking hate this klunk I’m going through,” I said. I even removed all my clothes and remained on my boxers to make myself a bit comfortable but no, my leg had to destroy my sleep and everything else. Goddamn it. The door opened slowly, and then revealed Y/N. Clint snapped his eyes open and became alert all of a sudden. She wasn’t in her dirtied clothes anymore but instead, she was on her t-shirt that was a bit fit and tight for her, revealing all her curves. Plus, she wore those…what do they call those again? Right, leggings… She had a concerned look that was plastered on her face. “Medicines are of no use, aren’t they?” she said and waited for my response. Even before I can speak, Clint yawned and spoke. “I can’t take this anymore. You are such a pain in the ass,” he said to me. Y/N actually laughed at his fellow medjack. “Come on, Clint. Don’t talk to the patients like that,” she looked at me with that smile. “But don’t worry, you can go sleep right now. I’ll take night watch on Minho,” Clint raised his arms up in the air and muttered a ‘yes! Sleep!’, then exited the room afterwards. Y/N shook her head and chuckled. The room is silent once again, but my childlike whimpers are going to invade the room once again. “I personally think that we need a real doctor here. This leg could use a surgery or somethin’,” “Your leg is fine. Come on, with that amazing shit skill of running, how can that not get better in a couple of days?” she said and sat beside me again. “Was that supposed to be a compliment or what because I honestly can’t tell,” I said and maintained eye contact with her. She did not say anything, so that was my queue of speaking once again. “So, you look nicer with those clothes on. What are you actually doing out of those baggy clothes?” “And what are you doing without those baggy clothes?” she retorted. Damn, she’s good. “I feel so constrained so I removed all of my clothes,” I said and I saw her eye me carefully before responding. “So, all you’re wearing is boxers right now?” Holy shit, that just turned me on big time. Thank god for the blanket that covered up my throbbing boner. Thousands of sinful images ran inside my head already but I shook them off immediately. But they kept coming back again though. Shit. “Well, you’re the only one that’s keeping us medjacks awake and the Gladers that could hear your in excessive moans,” she walked towards the door and locked it. “And I personally thought about what you said about that certain thing that helps you sleep at night,” she removed her shirt off in a very teasing way, sending that rush on my lower section. “And we have the duty to insure that you are properly rested…” She slowly closed the distance between the both of us which made me want to stand up and pin her on the wall or in this bed. Ah, if it wasn’t for this leg! I felt so aroused and the numbness of all the pain in my leg was there, overwhelming me so much. I took the courage to get up from bed, although she stopped me quickly. “We’re not going to go rough,” she said, not removing that fiery gaze from me. “Sad to say,” I said, my voice hoarse and needy. Holy fuck. She straddled me on the bed and whispered something, sending a shudder and arousals. “Nice and slow,” I found myself holding her hair and kissing her exposed neck, leaving love bites everywhere. She moaned in pleasure and my arms roamed around her curves, leaving me breathless and excited for the next thing that’s about to happen. I felt my heart throbbing out of my chest, that lower portion of my body aching due to the need, and that undeniably painful sensation on my leg. “Did you know this was about to happen?” I asked her. She chuckled at my question. “You tell me, Minho,” she said and bit her lip. Holy mother, that was hot. My body was just skyrocketing and I let my instincts kick in, my hands roaming her body and my mouth leaving hickeys. And I can’t believe this is happening. Her erotic strip tease continued as she removed her leggings, revealing her bra and underwear. “Do not tell anything about this to anyone,” she hissed and I nodded. No more coherent words came out of my mouth afterwards, just noises of pleasure. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, and just the sight of that made me moan. I slowly sat up and she straddled my lap, then our lips meeting together, mouths being together. I loved her lips – they were kissable and perfect. One thing I noticed that I liked is that this girl liked to be in control. I wasn’t complaining, though. I definitely liked it a lot. She also didn’t touch my injured leg, which I am thankful for. Although my earlobe and neck, I didn’t know what she did to them. Jeff and Clint have a lot of things to ask me of why I have these red marks on my skin. Her arms were good, massaging my shoulders, relieving the stress and tension. Being the keeper of the Runners was a handful job. I had to worry about a lot of things. But with her massaging and kissing me, it helped me to calm down and relax. This girl is just driving me crazy and she knows it. The only material that kept us apart was my boxers and her panties. The wetness was felt and we were so ready of what was about to come. Her core slightly grinded on mine, making the wait more unbearable. “I’m going to take your boxers off now, tell me if it hurts so I’ll stop,” she said slowly, not losing that seductive look and voice. I nodded and braced myself. She slid my boxers of gently, slower even, when it reached the lower part of my leg. When it was finally out, I breathed a sigh of relief, but when I saw her widen at my hardness, I couldn’t help but smirk. She smirked at me as well and raised an eyebrow as she slowly removed her panty out of her. Holy shuck. This is it. She didn’t allow me to sit up this time and she held her head back, preparing herself. I saw her shut her eyes off as I slipped inside her tightening walls. Fu.ck, I don’t even know how to describe this feeling. She was so tight and the feeling was high on top. She made sure that I wasn’t put up with too much pressure on my leg. Her lips moved into mine, then the neck again, the earlobe. I can never get enough of this girl. As she did those things, my hands instinctively found their way on her breasts, with her hair that dripped and fanned over our faces. Unlike me who couldn’t contain my moans and groans, she kept hers into a minimum and even had to muffle her hands on my mouth to keep me from getting anymore louder. “Sh.it,” I said and tried to raise my hips to meet her thrust and go deeper and deeper. “Now come on, we don’t want Clint and Jeff thinking that the painkiller didn’t work for you,” she said and connected out lips again. This was ecstasy and overwhelming, I can’t even… I felt everything tense and shake and hers as well. I muttered a few curse words as the both of us climaxed, leaving me breathless. “Holy sh.it,” I muttered and noticed that her hands were still settled on my mouth. She smirked at me and lifted herself away from me. I saw her reach for my boxers and slide them back on to me, making sure to not hurt me. I didn’t remove my gaze on her as she put on her clothes and fixed her hair up, like nothing had happened. That was just…unexplainable, I’m even speechless to even talk about it. She walked towards the door and took a sideways glance at me saying, “Hope you’ll have a good night’s rest then, Minho,” And with that, I heard the door of the infirmary close.

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mazerunnerseries-imagines-blog · 9 years

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Runner & Lover - Minho Imagine

Warning: Smut

While having your back propped against the firm wood of an oak tree, you had a clear view of the Glade as the sun was climbing over the vine stained walls. You sat and waited for the maze doors to open like you did every morning while the other Gladers were still fast asleep. Well, except for the runners - of course, who where currently having breakfast before getting ready to go out for the day.

It’s been a total of 6 months since arriving in the box and with you being the only girl amougst 40 boys, you feel somewhat overwhelmed by the whole situation despite that, most of the time the boys have been very considerate towards your feelings, so you can’t complain. Yet every time you bring up becoming a runner, they brush you aside by giving you a cold shoulder and no matter what you do or how many times you try to discuss it, there answer is simply no. So, you’ve been stuck in the slaughterhouse with Winton and the other Slicers since you arrived.

"Today is different" you say to yourself while looking over at the your prepacked bag. The doors of the maze made a horrific shifting sound and they began to slowly open to which you grabbed you pack and jogged over. You stood in the entrance of the maze as adrenaline surged through your body like an electric shock. Just was you were about to take your first step, someone shouted from behind you.

"What the klunk are you doing, shuck-face?" Instantly you turned around to see a displeased Minho charging across the glade after you but you had, had enough of the same old scenery therefore defied all the rules that Alby had set you and ran straight into the maze, ignoring Minho’s cry’s.

Left turn then right turn, you run pumping your legs (almost rhythmically) under you - a smile broke out on your face for you couldn’t remember the last time you felt so free. However you soon heard another pair of footsteps from behind you that where getting louder by the second and before you knew it the person had grabbed your wrist so sharply, that you were sent tumbling to the stone cold, floor.

"Did you really think you could escape me? The Keeper of the Runners?" Minho sarcastically chuckled with a somewhat malicious tone as he straddled your waist in order to keep you from running away.

"I-I wasn’t trying to…I just…needed to know" you replied unable to look at him in his dangerously brown eyes as he slammed both of his hands next to your head - boxing you in.

"Know what, cupcake? If I hadn’t of seen you how would you have gotten back? huh?" with anger abundantly radiating off of him, he moved his face so close to yours that your noses almost touched.

"I’m sorry, I just need to forget everything and get away - it's a hard life to get used to" tears formed in the corners of your eye’s whilst you slightly tilted your head up so that your nose rubbed against his in an attempt to reassure him. When he smiled back it was enough to clear your tears and instantly replace them by flushed cheeks. The sound of your heart was just like that of a drum for with every heartbeat you became more unsure if you could stand the close proximity between you and Minho.

"I’m not making you nervous, am I?" he groaned seductively in your ear while one of his hands travelled up your top and slipped under your bra, playing with your, now hard, nipple. Moans of pure bliss escaped your lips as he began to unhook it although at the back of your mind, a shameful feeling crept upon you.

"Minho…what are you…" you questioned between hasty breathes. When he stopped to glance down at you bewildered, the yearning for his touch exploded deep inside you - which he quickly noticed.

"What’s it look like cupcake? I’m helping you forget" You couldn’t bare it anymore, you needed to feel his skin embrace yours once more. Without warning, you wrapped your arms around his neck to bring his face to yours as you slammed your lips onto his - lust pouring out of you to which he immediately kissed back, slipping his tongue inside your mouth. The growing passion increased between you both. His hands were frantically caressing your body until he assisted you in stripping off your top and bra. He was fascinated by you and started marking your neck with visible love bits so the other Gladers knew that you belonged to him and him only.

"Stop teasing!" you cried - his laugh echoed through his chest as he tore off his own shirt and undid your belt. The arousal midst your lower region rapidly grew until he slipped his hand in your jeans to stroke your swollen clit and with every moan you made, you knew it just turned him on even more. As he felt you burgeon with wetness, he couldn't wait any longer hence he pulled down your jeans and underwear as he adjusted himself so his already hard member was teasingly rubbing against your entrance through his trousers. He smirked as he knew you wouldn’t last.

"I’m going to make you scream may name until that’s the only word you remember" he unbuckled his trousers and mockingly hovered over your entrance making you moan out of impatience. When he slowly entered you, he allowed you to adjust before thrusting into you uncontrollably and your howls of pleasure vibrated off the walls of the maze. You could feel every inch of him inside you as he trusted deep and hard, you gripped onto his neck as his lips attacked yours once more.

"Say. my. name." he huffed between kisses and as you began nibbling him down his neck to which his thrusts quickened due to the immense enjoyment.

"Min-ho, I’m gonna…come" the words barely escaped your lips but he defiantly heard them for he promptly helped you reach your climax and with a few sloppy thrusts later he did too: releasing his warm, sticky liquid inside your tight area. He collapsed beside you, breathing heavy while satisfaction engulfed the both of you like a hurricane. After a moment to catch your breath, he turned on his side and lightly stroked your cheek.

"From now on, it’s just you and me - runners and lovers. Sound good to you, cupcake?" - What did he just say? You couldn’t believe it, did he just make you a runner? You kissed him madly in hysteria, for you knew that your love for this boy grew with every tender kiss.

"I couldn’t think of anything better, my sweet prince"

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willddheartt · 6 years

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Never again; Newt

A/n: I wrote this for my English class. Oops😂

Warning: None. A lil fluff??

“Hey. Wake up.”

I was awoken by someone shaking my shoulders lightly

“What? I’m awake.” I said groggily

“You overslept, get up.” The blonde said throwing me some clothes

“Do I have to?” I whined

“Yes. We need you in the gardens today.” The boy said, I groaned in response.

“C’mon Lily.” He said starting to pull my feet out of bed.

“Newt. Please..” I whined again grabbing my pillow and trying to pull myself back up onto the bed

“Nope.” He said

“Fine.” I sighed sitting up.

“Good. Let’s get a move on love.” The British boy said

“Yeah, yeah. Get outta here.” I laughed pushing him out of my room so I could get dressed.

Once I was dressed in the clothes that had been so kindly thrown at my head just a few moments before I walked down to the gardens.

Everyone was already hard at work in the glade, despite the hot sun beating down it didn’t seem to bother them.

Once I had spotted Newt I walked over to see what needed help and where.

“Ah, I see you made it out.” He smiled

“Very funny, now what needs help?” I asked

“Well, we need more fertilizer, could you be a fool and go get some?” Newt asked

I nodded and took the buckets off into the woods.

Most didn’t like the job of digging fertilizer for the gardens, but I didn’t mind it. The woods were shaded from the scorching sun that beat down on the gardens.

I had almost finished filling the two buckets when I heard a twig snap behind me. I snapped my head around, being startled by the sudden sound.

There stood Ben. His skin had a silly green tint, his eyes were a dark black-blue color, and he was foaming at the mouth like a dog with rabies.

“Hey Ben.” I said carefully trying to hide the fear in my voice.

“Bad.. bad bad bad.” He started rambling crazily.

“Y-you okay buddy?” I asked taking a step back.

Before I could make a run back to the gardens Ben lunged at me, I screamed and his hands immediately went to my neck restricting my breath.

“C’mon Ben, we’re buddies.” I choked out, the fear becoming very apparent in my voice.

I started to become light headed as my breath became harder and harder to catch.

In a second Ben was knocked off me as quickly as he had lunged at me. I backed up against a tree. I was shaking like a leaf and the tears began to fall down my cheeks, shutting my eyes and breathing heavily still trying to catch my breath.

“Hey are you okay?” I worried British voice said as more for steps came running in.

“What happened?” Someone said

“Ben went crazy and tried to kill Lily.” Newt said putting a hand on my shoulder.

“Hey hey, don’t cry.” Newt said wiping my tears away with his thumbs. He put a hand under my chin, tilting my head up so he could get a look at my neck.

“You’re bruising a little but you’ll be okay.” Newt said.

“Let’s get you back to bed. How’s that sound?” He asked

I nodded and we walked out of the woods and back to the huts we had built, most containing three or more rooms, but mine only containing one, I got lucky as I persuaded the second in command, Newt, to let me have my own space. Being friends with him did have its perks, I could get Newt to do almost anything and nothing would happen to him or me because the second in command can talk his way out of everything.

I was extremely quiet as Newt and I were walking back to my hut. I sat down on my bed and looked at the floor, tears falling occasionally.

“Are you okay love?” He asked sitting next to me on my bed. I shook my head.

Newt put an arm around me, pulling me closer and hugged me.

“It’s okay. I won’t let anyone hurt you like that again.” He said kissing the top of my head.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my head into his neck.

“You should get some rest.” Newt said

“Okay.” I spoke barely above a whisper

As he got up to leave I grabbed his hand.

“Wait.” I said softly, He turned to me with a concerned look.

“Can you stay with me?” I asked and he smiled

“Of course.” Newt said.

I moved over toward the wall my bed was against until there was enough room for him to fit on the bed.

When he laid down next to me I put my head on his chest and moved closet to the boy.

“Don’t ever send me to get fertilizer again.” I laughed

“Wouldn’t plan on it.” He smiled and kissed my forehead.

As I drifted off to sleep I felt Newt put his arms around me tightly and pull me impossibly close.

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