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bluesprng · 1 year

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( ♱ ) damn skirt.

muse: yeonjun, txt rated: 18+ / mdni requested: yes a/n: enjoy, don't enjoy it - i don't really care ♡ ( fem reader. )

from the moment yeonjun emerged from your bedroom, dressed and ready to go, you'd failed to take your eyes off of him. it wasn't that unusual considering how highly you thought of his visuals but this was different; this was causing aches in places you didn't know could ache that badly. it wasn't that big of a deal, he'd worn skirts around you before but a full outfit, nothing beneath and the way it hugged his frame was scratching a part of your brain you couldn't begin to name.

you found yourself being unable to form too many sentences, just following along to the car and staying quiet up until you were seated at the table. the restaurant was nice, you noted, a smile automatically forming as the rest of the members started to show up. you felt a little bad for intruding on their little celebration but the concern was quickly quelled by soobin and his dimpled smile. the five fell easily into conversation while you were writhing on the inside, thighs pressed together and hands holding onto the edge of your shirt like it was going to ease something. you felt so wrong for the thoughts going through your head, especially with the others there but you couldn't help it.

something about yeonjun had you feeling soaked. the outfit, the attitude, the confidence - God, it was basically coming off of him in waves and you couldn't stand it. when a plan came to mind, your fingers twitched in hesitancy, not knowing if you wanted to possibly be humiliated; it wouldn't be the first time something had happened in front of the others, they just tended to mind their business. reaching a hand across to settle on the raven's thigh, your fingers traced against the material of the skirt, something innocent enough to not get you in too much trouble.

your boyfriend was generally pretty relaxed about your teasing and needy nature considering he was the same way and had the exact same non-existent patience when it came to needs. you'd been pressed to bathroom walls far more times than you'd have liked and you were surprised you'd never gotten some disease. you shook that thought off for the time being.

he continued on with his conversations, not even a hitch in his breath when you finally slid your hand over his crotch, easily feeling him through the material. you were happy with yourself until you felt his hand over yours, gently moving it away. the way your head snapped towards him probably gained a couple member's attention but you ignored it and so did they. the raven offered you a gesture around the room and very subtle headshake, one that made you even more determined. he was really going to try and use the fact you were in public to deter you? the man who ate you out only a few weeks ago in a similar setting? absolutely not.

'someone's frustrated.'

you nearly hissed in beomgyu's direction, knowing that only two of them would be paying enough attention to the room to even remotely catch what had happened.

it took a few minutes but you slipped your hand back onto his thigh, feeling it flex beneath your touch. when soobin cut his conversation to head to the restroom, the raven finally turned his attention to you. 'you aren't going to stop, are you, love?' he questioned, a dangerous cut to his eyes as he looked at you, resting his cheek on his fist.

'it's your fault,' you mumbled, inching your hand closer to where you'd wanted it before.

his eyebrow rose. 'oh? it's my fault? please.. tell me, how is it my fault that you can't keep your hands to yourself?'

you could feel your features flush and you used your free hand to gesture to him almost rapidly, earning a muffled laugh from across the table. you both looked across to Kai who cleared his throat and looked away, clearly biting back any mocking comments he had.

yeonjun just clicked his tongue and straightened, taking your hand once more. 'well, since words are failing you.. why don't you put your mouth to better use until we order and the food comes?' it wasn't really a question, you knew that - the whole table knew that - and rejecting him wouldn't end too well for you. well, at least if you planned to walk or be in public again any time soon.

'you're evil.'

'is that a complaint?'

quickly shaking your head, you looked around the restaurant before maneuvering yourself under the table; thank god for fancy restaurants and their stupidly long tablecloths. you could feel him watching you before he crossed his arms, easily falling into another conversation, this time with Taehyun - the lack of attention almost made you frown. shuffling closer to him, you gently tugged the material up enough to tucked under it, immediately nosing at the inside of his thigh. he was fully aware of your obsession with that certain part of his body, so he spoke up; 'don't get distracted, love.'

you grumbled something under your breath, deciding to listen and bring your hands to hook in the waistband of his briefs, adjusting them just enough to free his length; were you honestly surprised he was already hard or had you forgotten who you were dating?

within the confined space of the material, you did your best to offer several base to lip licks, relishing in the feeling of warm, rigid flesh against your tongue. the downfall of doing things in public came in the form of not being able to hear his voice; his moans and his praises often aiding in your ability to get off pretty easily. without it, you were stuck just squeezing and rubbing your thighs together to briefly satisfy your aching core, focusing on what was in front of you.

wrapping your lips around the tip, you teased the tip of your tongue against the slit, something that earned the slightest flinch of his hips. you couldn't help but be delighted at getting some type of reaction, slowly starting to take in more and bob your head, tongue pressed flat to the underside; considering the sheer enjoyment you got out of blowing him, you had to silence your own sounds.

'you couldn't wait until you were home to celebrate?' it was soobin's voice as he returned to the table, the words followed by a weak chuckle.

'she was the one being impatient.. and i wasn't going to spend dinner with her little attempts,' yeonjun mused, 'besides, it isn't the first time and don't pretend like it bothers you. you've seen enough to not even flinch over it.'

the heat from before returned to your features and the silence from soobin's end let you know that both of you were recalling the drunk new year's eve party. you did your best to push the images away and kept going, head moving slowly and taking your time, something that was a hit or miss with the raven. he was getting dangerously close to your throat when a hand landed on the back of your head, pressing you down. tears formed and you did your best not to gag, thanking yourself for the days you practiced when he wasn't home.

feeling the way he prodded at your throat, you just let out a small groan and gripped onto his thigh, trying to get your breathing under control after the brief moment of panic.

'stay.'

the command made you whimper but you did as you were told, jaw going slack as you settled, knowing you'd probably be there for a while. was he really going to make you stay like that until the food came? it wouldn't be the first time he left you to cock warm like that but it was killing you. it didn't take long but you closed your eyes, occasionally humming as you relaxed into your position, drool pooling at his base; you would definitely get a playful scolding over making a mess.

thirty minutes.

it took thirty minutes for the food to come and by the time yeonjun was patting your head, cooing for you to come up, you'd dozed off into some weird stage between being awake and being asleep. slowly pulling away and letting his now mostly soft length slip from your mouth, the sound you made cleaning up the saliva could only be considered vulgar. climbing up from under the table, you wiped your mouth and cleared your throat, blinking your eyes to get them adjusted to the low lights of the room.

yeonjun smiled softly, that smile he always offered when he took care of you after something, and reached to fix your hair. 'pretty baby,' he mumbled, 'eat up, love.'

you always softened at the treatment and nodded, turning your attention to the food, content that he always knew what to get you. you never let him know you knew about the notes in his phone, the one listing your favorite foods from just about every cafe, restaurant and convenience store in the city.

as always, no one commented on what took place, just going about dinner as they would any other day. you were kind of thankful for it despite being a little curious what was going through everyone's minds. you'd both given ample opportunities for everyone to speak but they all seemed on the same page; 'if we have a problem, we'll let you know. otherwise, we don't care.'

dinner went by nicely, you finally joining in on the ever changing conversations and laughing along to the absolutely terrible jokes that everyone made; none of you were funny outside of yourselves, you were sure. with yeonjun returning to your place for the night, you waved goodbye once everyone had gotten full and wanted nothing more than to sleep, trotting off to your car with your boyfriend in tow.

'so, i'm evil now?' he questioned, stopping you by the car and opening the backseat door; you were confused about the gesture.

'i was just teasing,' you pouted and got in, very thankful you listened to their managers advice on getting your windows tinted. it wasn't your first time doing something in a car but sometimes, the anxiety of getting caught - especially for him - came out of nowhere and had a chokehold on you. you couldn't even begin to fathom the consequences of getting caught doing something so stupid. your thoughts dispersed when he joined you, patting his thighs.

you wanted to complain that the space was going to be cramped but he wasn't having it, helping you to settle over his lap, your back pressed snug to his chest. 'i've never seen you so impatient, since the day we met,' he began, chin resting on your shoulder as his hand made it's way down, popping the couple buttons of your nice, high waisted pants and slipping into the confines. 'i mean, i know your needy but.. acting like that in front of the others? you used to get shy about that.'

squirming slightly as his fingers made their way past your underwear, not even bothering to tease, you weren't exactly sure how to respond. 'y-your best friend has practically licked my organs, jun..' you mumbled, jerking when the pad of his middle finger slipped between your folds, down to feel the wetness that was basically oozing from your core.

he hummed in response, moving his hand up and using your own slick to make them glide against your clit easier, slow circles that made you want to whine and squirm against him; he wasn't going to allow that, not with the tight around that hold you in place. 'and the others? were you hoping they would want to do the same thing?'

you were used to the teasing, hell, the others were also used to it at this point. you'd all, at one point or another, done /something/ with each other. 'i just thought you looked extra good today,' you reasoned, moaning when he began to pick up his pace a little, focusing solely on the bundle of nerves that had you nearly writhing. 'promise, only thought of you tonight.. god, why'd you have to wear this stupid outfit?'

when his arm left your waist, you were hoping it was to give you the chance to move but you were terribly wrong. soon enough, both of his hands were working on you, two fingers on one hand dug deep into your walls while the other focused on your clit. 'all of this over a simple outfit?' he teased, head tilting to nose at the side of your neck, groaning at the way you moved against his already hard length. 'maybe i should reward you for all the flattery.. come on, then,' he began, pulling back now sticky, coated fingers and holding them up, 'clean me up and then you can ride me. how's that? or, would you prefer to be fucked?'

the embarrassment for getting so worked up over an outfit was really hitting hard with how he said it, walls clenching as you bit back the comment you wanted to make. you wanted to say it wasn't funny and defend yourself but you weren't given the chance, finding it hard to register the words at the attention to your sopping cunt was lost. you began to wonder if you'd done something wrong before the words rang in your ears; you had a thing for when he spoke in a vulgar manner and it wasn't a well kept secret. instead of answering verbally, you fumbled a little in the small space and dropped onto the backseat; you were sure it was a very ungraceful show you were putting on but you knew he didn't mind, not when he'd hit his head on the roof several times.

fighting to get your pants and underwear fully off, you settled with one knee off the seat and the other bent, holding you up from the floor so you could put yourself on display. with your cheek and chest against the seat, ass in the air, it wasn't comfortable at all but you were getting desperate, the shine on your inner thighs making it obvious. your hands just kind of settled wherever they could, briefly wondering to yourself why you seemed to own the smallest car in existence.

yeonjun had stayed silent, cooing over your fumbling and biting on his lip when you finally put yourself on display for him, presenting like you were in some weird abo fic; he wasn't complaining. his cock throbbed upon seeing you like this, wasting no time in ( somehow ) managing to get up, skirt and briefs pushed down to his thighs. 'i'm getting you a bigger car for christmas,' he muttered, clearly amused and annoyed with how you were both struggling but it was your own fault, neither of you wanting to wait until you got home. 'fuck, look at you.. so pretty, so eager,' he commented, hand offering his cock a few strokes before he was lining up with you, dragging his tip through your slick.

as he began pushing in, you used the seat to your advantage and turned your head, muffling your moans into the fabric. it was always a delicious feeling, the way he stretched and filled you, something you'd never get tired of. upon bottoming out, he only waited a handful of seconds before starting to move, quickly building up to a fast pace, gripping onto your hips. when yeonjun was needy, he wasn't gentle or slow by any means unless you asked. with the way you were clenching around him and gripping at the seat, you had no complaints.

neither of you were very wordy when it came down to it, not when it was classified as a quicky; all the dirty talk, sweet comments and loud cries were reserved for the bedroom.

yeonjun was chasing his release, one of his hands slipping around to give your clit attention, always having a weird obsession with cumming at the same time; you'd asked him about it at some point but the answer never seemed to stick. now wasn't the time for questioning his weird quirks, though, not when a particularly hard thrust had your whole body jerking and a cry to spill from you. 'fuck!' you let out without a thought, earning a low chuckle from between hard breathing a low groans.

'trying to get us caught now?' he managed to get out, clearly amused with your sudden outburst.

's-shut up!' you hissed out, feeling that familiar burning sensation that made you want to drool, each thrust finding you closer and closer to coming undone. he was on the same page, thrusts becoming a little erratic the closer he got, showing no mercy on your velvet walls.

'c-cumming,' was his only warning, something you were used to and god, you saw white the moment warmth flooded your walls, your own release washing over you. you were incoherent for a good two or three minutes, barely even registering the way he pulled out slowly and started rubbing over your lower back, helping the way your frame crumpled into the seat.

'you okay, beautiful?' he mumbled, carefully caressing your lower back, making sure you were okay and in a good state of mind; yeonjun made a habit to never leave your side unless you gave him the okay. it took you a couple seconds to nod, head turning to offer him a tiny smile.

'm alright, feel good,' you answered.

smiling, his hand moved up to touch your cheek, patting it gently. 'should've waited til we got home, your cheek looks a little swollen,' he muttered, thumb brushing along the apple of your cheek, careful of the reddened skin. 'you okay if i get us home?'

shifting around, you brought a hand up to feel the warm skin, eyebrows pulling together. 'I'll take a look when we get home,' you nodded a little before smiling, nuzzling into the warmth of his hand. 'yes, please.'

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bluesprng · 1 year

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( ♱ ) relief.

muse: ot5, txt rated: 18+ [ crude comments ] requested: mhm a/n: enjoy, don't enjoy - i don't really care ♡ beta'd ♡ your boyfriend helps you get some weight off your chest. ( fem reader, specifically for the big chested girlies. )

you didn't bring it up

he saw you trying to study

squirming and shifting around every few minutes and got concerned

he watched to see if he could figure it out

he gave up when you leaned back on your palms

'you okay, princess?'

he expected it to be your back

your head

anything within the range of being 'normal'

when you said it was your chest and joked about him holding it up, it wasn't something he was going to turn down

yeonjun never let an opportunity to touch you go to waste

whatever he was doing or watching was forgotten

he was quickly behind you, legs at your sides and hands under your shirt

'jun, i was kidding-'

you didn't manage to get far in your faux complaints or teasing

only breathing a sigh of relief when he cupped under your breasts and lifted them up a bit

it felt like you could breathe again and you melted back into him

did you really need to finish studying?

'feel better, angel?'

you didn't really have anything to say at that point

just nodding and nuzzling back to him

you weren't sure how to put into words how it felt

how relieved you were

considering you were 50/50 on if he'd understand

but he was just content to be the reason you felt better

of course, that also came with some consequence;

him kneading and squeezing them occasionally

he just loves you so much

and you're probably having one of your quiet times together

you're playing something on your computer

in his lap

while he's on his phone doing something

when you ask, he's going to become super super flustered

and he's going to stare at you

wondering if that's really what you said

however, soobin is more than happy to have his hands put to work any chance he could

considering he had fingered you more than enough while you were gaming or working on something

you weren't surprised that he was more than willing

he enjoyed using his hands

simply because he knew you liked his hands

he would end up putting his chin on your shoulder

hands easily cupping your breasts to hold them up

watching you play whatever was on the screen

he would occasionally knead and massage them like it would help

pressing random little kisses to your shoulder here and there

'is.. this helping at all?'

'you have no idea.'

sighing, you relaxed further into him, almost dropping the controller at one point

when he noticed your attention failing, he would pause your game and move you both to the bed

considering his favorite spot was between your legs

resting over your abdomen, that's where he would be, chin on your stomach

he would just watch up at you while pushing your breasts up a little

holding them from pressing down/resting over your ribs

a smile would light up on his features seeing you doze off

he would just be content being able to help you

beomgyu never reacted to things how you expected

considering how often he liked being under your shirt, you were surprised at his calm reaction

he would be so happy to tuck you on his lap in bed

pulling blankets around you both

watching a movie or watching things on your phone

he would bundle you both up and relax back against the headboard

hands under your shirt to act as a resting place with your breasts

he wouldn't try anything

wouldn't tease or make jokes

he would just be happy to be with you

especially knowing you were comfortable enough to ask such a thing of him

he thrives on intimacy, sexual and nonsexual

he would see it as some type of bonding thing

you'd tease him for that later on

at one point, when you fell asleep

he would lay you down and settle at your side

arm resting against you to keep your breasts up still

he knew it probably wasn't as helpful as when you were sitting

but anything was better than nothing

he was used to it

he couldn't count to amount of times he'd done it for you

watching movies, playing game, just existing

he considered himself your own person arm rest at that point

he didn't mind, though

it often came with questions

'does that feel okay?'

'do i need to adjust?'

'are you comfortable?'

'what does it feel like?'

'is there anything else i can do?'

he liked to make sure you knew he wanted to help

and would do anything else to help

whatever you asked for, honestly

sometimes it escalated

sometimes it didn't

you still giggled at how awkward it was when he ate you out

arms stretched up your abdomen to hold your breasts up

as good as it felt

you both ended up laughing a bit in the end

he liked giving you massages and pressing kisses all over your frame

he liked to pamper you and it was no secret

like beomgyu, he would consider it something intimate

he wouldn't do it anywhere considered a public place

not unless it was at your place

the dorm was too much of a risk

upon asking kai, you got the exact response you expected

his eyes widened

his features flushed

and he asked you to repeat yourself

you knew your boyfriend was pretty shy

he'd still been getting used to touching you

that didn't stop him, though, but he was still hesitant

he agreed, of course, understanding how much of a burden it could be

you settled back into his chest, his frame leaned back against the arm and you between his legs

what you expected was him to just go for it

in return, you received a question;

'where.. do i put my hands?'

you wanted to snort and laugh but bit back the urge

instead of telling him

you decided to pull your shirt off, letting it fall to the floor

taking his hands, you guided them where they needed to be

and he got the hint, cupping under your breasts and carefully holding them up

you sighed and tipped your head to look up at him

he was surprisingly calm

'hi.'

'hi, love.'

he pressed a kiss to your temple and nuzzled you the best he could in the position

it didn't take long for you to fall asleep

he followed pretty quickly

mimicking beomgyu in the manner of an arm settling under your breasts

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