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You fumbled for your hotel keycard outside of your door in the brightly lit, exquisitely decorated hallway. It was late, almost 2 in the morning, and you were more then a little tipsy. You’d just left the wedding reception of two of your closest friends, tired after hours of dancing and celebrating. Your bridesmaids’ dress was starting to feel too tight, and you’d ditched your heels hours ago. It was time to go in, strip, shower, and crawl into the enormous king size bed (alone) and pass out. Unlike most of the rest of the wedding party, you’d requested a single room. You loved being able to completely relax in hotels, and you could never do that with a roommate, no matter how much you liked whoever it was.
“God dammit.” You muttered as you tried to pull the little card from your clutch, the water bottle, phone, and heels you were juggling as well making it harder than necessary. Finally you got it free and held it to the magnet on the door handle, sighing in relief when the light turned green and you heard the mechanism unlock.
You stumbled into the room, a bit surprised at your unsteadiness, and turned more slowly to close the door behind you, making sure to keep your balance. You dropped your shoes by the door and then walked to the table next to the bed to set the rest of your things down. When you turned to face the room, you finally noticed a fancy looking white box with an elaborately curled red ribbon nestled neatly at the foot of your bed. Huh, this hadn’t been here when you’d left the room earlier for the reception.
Your curiosity piqued, you went over and saw the note attached to the box, your name written in red calligraphy on the outside. You opened it to find a message from your best friend, the bride:
‘(Y/n), just because you’ll be alone in your room doesn’t mean you can’t sleep in style. Ditch your usual sweats and slip this on for tonight. (All the girls got one and I didn’t want to leave you out, love.) Thank you so much for making my special day perfect! Love (YBFN)’
You smiled down at the note before setting it to the side and pulling at the ribbon, untying it and opening the box. Your jaw fell open when you saw the bunch of bright red lace and silk/satin staring back at you. You picked up a piece, which turned out to be lacy shorts, and shook your head. Of course she would give all the bridesmaids sexy lingerie as a wedding gift. That was just your best friends style. Which was totally the opposite of your style, just like she’d teased. What was wrong with wanting to be comfy when you slept? Sure, your sweats were a little old and overused, but that’s why you loved them.
You closed the box back up and tossed it over by your suitcase, not truly intending to wear them tonight. Maybe another time. Besides, you weren’t even sure if they’d fit right. You had a much fuller frame than the rest of the girls in the wedding, a fact that had been getting on your nerves during this whole process actually. Even if they were the right size, there’s no way the lingerie would shape your plus sized frame in the same way you were sure it fell lovely across the slim girls.
Dress fittings had been torture for this wedding, since you all did them as a group each time. You were thrilled and grateful to see your best friend find her wedding dress, but the rest of the ordeal was just embarrassing and stressful for you. Your best friend wanted you all in the exact same blush pink dress for the ceremony. In fact, it was a gorgeous shape and cut, on the other girls. But you’d found out, loudly and in front of everyone, that the dress wasn’t made in your size. Your best friend tried very hard to brush it off and tell the seamstresses to simply alter a dress to your size, saying she didn’t care about cost, that she wanted it to frame your ‘beautiful form’ just like the others. You’d appreciated her attempt to ease your embarrassment, but it had backfired. You felt like everyone was snickering at you as you tried on the biggest size available (still many sizes too small for you) while the seamstress tried to make adjustments and new measurements, commenting the whole time.
In the end, they had managed to make a decent looking version for you, but you sill felt self-conscious the whole time you were standing up there with all the beautiful slim women around you, the only plus sized one in a group of petites. You stuck out like a sore thumb. You did your best to ignore it during the ceremony, trying to focus on your best friends tying their lives together forever, and you managed to distract yourself for a while, but then it came back at the reception.
The groomsmen, made up of 8 of your close friends, were all ready to get wild at the reception. Hyunjin, Felix, Minho, Jisung, Seungmin, Chan, Jeongin, and Changbin were the first people on the dance floor, quickly joined by the other beautiful bridesmaids who were obviously looking to get a piece of them. You tried to stay under the radar, worried about how you would look out there with all those beautiful people surrounding you, dancing with way too much energy and sex appeal. You figured it would be like watching a penguin try to fit in with a group of swans.
However, after too much wine from the open bar, Changbin did convince you to come out to dance. And you were glad he had. You ended up having a great time with the guys, and ignoring the snootier of the girls. Plus you got to dance with your best friend, the bride, and her new husband, who was the sweetest. You were so happy for them.
You sighed at the memory, finally reaching around to try to undo your dress so you could get ready for bed, when you heard a knock on your door. You froze. Who on earth could be knocking at your door at 2 in the morning? But before you could panic or look for something to use as a weapon, you heard the familiar bellow of your guy best friend.
“Noona! It’s me.” Changbin practically yelled. You huffed and hurried to the door, worried he would wake up the whole hotel if you took too long.
You opened the door and saw him standing there with his tie loosened around his neck, his shirt wrinkled, his suit jacket slung over his arm, and a bag at his feet. This couldn’t be good.
“Changbin, what are you doing here?” You asked him in a hushed voice. “It’s like two in the morning.”
“Chan kicked me out.” He whisper-yelled back, gesturing at himself.
“What?! Why?”
“You know those two girls who were all over him? Well…” He blushed and you realized what he was saying.
“He brought one back to your room?” You asked in shock.
“Not just one…” Changbin looked like he was halfway between utter shock and overwhelming respect.
“NO!” You gasped, then slapped a hand over your mouth. “Oh my god.” You said at a much lower volume.
“Yeah.” Changbin bit his lip for a moment before rubbing the back of his neck. “So…can I stay in your room?”
He looked quite pitiful. Stranded out in the hallway, his clothes in disarray and a half open duffle bag at his feet. “I don’t know…” You teased him, pretending to think about it.
“Please Noona~” He whined, your favorite sound. “I promise to be quiet.”
“Oh, I doubt that.” You sighed, but stood aside so he could come in.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” He exclaimed, grabbing his stuff and shuffling inside, making sure to peck your cheek as he passed. You quietly blushed.
He dropped his bag on the foot of your bed and started pulling things out and tossing them around. “Make yourself at home.” You said sarcastically as you shook your head. He simply smiled at you. “I’m gonna shower.”
“Mkay.” Changbin replied, not looking at you as he stepped out of his shoes and started to remove his tie all the way.
You slipped into the bathroom and locked the door behind you. You shook your head in disbelief as you started to pull the pins out of your hair. Chan…bringing not one but two girls back to his room? God, what a stud he was. You chuckled, imaging Changbin’s face and reaction as he had his things tossed at him by Chan in the hallway. You walked over to turn on the shower so it could warm up before reaching behind you for your dress zipper. You struggled for a moment, before remembering that all of you had to be zipped in by a helper when you were dressing earlier in the day.
“Shit.” You muttered, chewing your lip and debating if you could, or should ask Changbin to help you. You two were good friends. Close, best friends even. But things between you had always just been friendly. You had the sibling energy friendship where you mercilessly teased and bullied each other. Sometimes there was flirting, but usually only from Changbin. That’s just how he was. Not that you minded. He was hot. Much too hot for you, anyway. You sighed again in frustration, having no luck with the zipper yourself. You walked over to the door and unlocked it, sticking your head back out. “Binnie?”
“Yeah?” He looked up from his phone, lounging on the bed in just his undershirt and boxers, clearly waiting for the shower as well.
“Can you, uh, unzip me?” You asked, not meeting his gaze.
“Sure.” He said, and you could hear the smirk in his voice. You stepped out and turned around as he hopped off the bed and came over, unzipping your dress in one swift motion, his hands lingering on your shoulder and waist for just a little too long.
“Thank you.” You mumbled, moving to head back into the bathroom.
“Let me know if you need help taking anything else off.” He called after you.
You snapped your head around and scowled at him. “Oh my god, shut up.”
Changbin was laughing his ass off as you slammed the door, unwillingly flustered.
* * * * *
When you were done, you dried off, wrapped your hair in your towel, and pulled on the one fluffy white rode in the bathroom before stepping back out. Changbin looked up from his phone again, smiling when he saw you. “I’ve always loved when girls wrapped their hair up like that. I can never get the towel to stay on my head.”
“That’s cause your hair’s too short.” You replied, walking over to your luggage, sliding the white box containing the lingerie present to the side and opening the suitcase.
“Huh, I guess that makes sense.” Changbin mumbled before stretching and letting out a loud, long groan.
“I thought you said you were gonna be quiet?” You teased him, raising an eyebrow when he met your gaze.
“Whoops.” He smirked back at you as he sat up.
You rolled your eyes before returning back to your suitcase, a frown forming on your brow as you dug deeper. “Crap.”
“What’s up?” Changbin asked, hopping off the bed and slowly heading to the bathroom.
“I can’t find my pajamas…” You trailed off, still searching for your grey hoodie and sweats.
“Damn. Guess you’ll have to sleep naked.” He threw over his shoulder as he passed through the doorway to the bathroom.
“Changbin I will kick you out into the street.” You called back at him, making him laugh as he shut the bathroom door. You shook your head, blushing furiously at the closed door after him. What the fuck had gotten into him? He was being much more cheeky than usual. Was he drunk? He seemed to be sober, but maybe you were wrong…
You gave up on your suitcase. Clearly you’d forgotten your PJs. They were probably sitting on top of the dresser at home, still waiting to be packed. You stared at your clothes. There was nothing in here that you could use as sleep wear, unless you wanted to sleep in jeans and a button up. Your eyes flicked over to the white box with the silky red set, then back to your suitcase. Well…if you got under the sheets before Changbin came back out and stayed there, he’d never know. You could get dressed before he woke up in the morning, or slip the robe back on first thing. You let out yet another sigh, this one in defeat, and made sure you heard the shower running before you quickly opened the box and pulled out the two piece set.
You dropped your robe and slipped on the shorts, then pulled the top over your head, noting the spaghetti straps and lace edges of the crop top. You peaked a glance at yourself in the full length mirror across from the bed, and let out a small gasp. This lingerie was…flattering! The measurements were perfect to your shape, and it felt soft and comfortable. You spun around to look at the back. Oh boy. Half of your ass could be seen from the bottom. But not in a gross-clothes-too-small way. It was clearly intentional. Sexy, even. Your face flushed yet again, and you silently thanked your best friend. She’d clearly given someone your exact measurements to make sure these fit nicely.
You heard the water shut off in the bathroom and you quickly ran to the bed, hopping in and getting under the covers before Changbin could come out and see you. You’d never hear the end of it if he did.
When he came out of the bathroom a moment later, you almost dropped your phone on your face. He was in nothing but a small white hotel towel, held together by one hand at his hip. Actually, much lower than his hip. You gulped, unable to avert your gaze as he walked over to his bag.
He was an incredible specimen. The width of his shoulders could rival a Greek god. His arms bulged as he moved, biceps bigger then your face. His forearms were veined and thick. And his chest…you felt a shiver run down your spine. His pecs were plump, there was no other way to describe them. His stomach was flat and looked firm and supple at the same time, though he did not have prominent abs. But his hips…there were divots there, and lines that ran down at an angle, teasing your gaze as they slipped below the edge of the towel, making your imagination run wild. Finally, you noticed the faint black happy trail peaking out, gradually making its way towards his—
“I can drop the towel if you want.” Changbin’s voice was laced with amusement as you snapped your eyes up to his face, quickly feeling heat in your cheeks.
“Um, no thanks. I’m good.” You swallowed, trying to play along with the joke, even though you truly almost said yes.
“You sure?” He teased, fishing something black from his bag before walking back to the bathroom and pausing in the doorway. “I could just change right here.”
“Go back in the bathroom Changbin.” You said, your voice returning to normal and rolling your eyes at him.
He chuckled but went back in to change, shutting the door behind him. You stared up at the ceiling, biting your lip and still in shock. Changbin had been working out a lot lately, you knew that. He was always at the gym or talking with the other guys about his routine. But you hadn’t seen him with this little clothes on, ever. He usually wore a muscle shirt at the pool. At most you got him in tank tops in the summer. This was completely different. He had just been practically naked. You’d seen almost all of him…and you’d really liked it.
The bathroom door opened again, interrupting your thoughts. Your eyes flicked over and saw what he was wearing, or rather, what he wasn’t wearing, and you raised your eyebrows. “Seriously?”
He came over to the bed in nothing but tight black Supreme boxer briefs that hugged his thighs and barely concealed the bulge in front. You purposely looked at his face as he spoke. “What? I was supposed to be sharing a room with Chan, not you, remember? Otherwise I would’ve packed a shirt. You know, Chan sleeps naked... Would you prefer that?”
You rolled your eyes but said nothing, pulling the sheets higher up your body. You were in the same situation as him, anyway. He pulled his side of the sheets back and crawled into bed beside you, not so close that he was touching you, but definitely closer than was strictly necessary. Normally this wouldn’t be an issue, or bother you at all, but both of you were so…scantily clad. Though he had no idea how scantily you were clad.
You watched him get settled with your head propped up on your hand, your expression incredulous. He was fluffing his pillow when he finally noticed. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“You know, I’m letting you sleep here out of the kindness of my heart, and you’ve done nothing but annoy me since you walked in. Now you’re practically naked in my bed. How am I supposed to sleep now?” The last part came out without your control, and you quickly clamped your mouth shut.
This pleased him, and he leaned closer to you, wriggling this eyebrows. “What about me being half naked is going to keep you from sleep? Hmm?”
“I— You…ugh. Never mind. I’m going to sleep.” You humphed, turning away from him and reaching for the lamp on your side table, plunging your side of the bed into darkness.
You heard him chuckle, and you froze when you felt him lean in close behind you to whisper in your ear. “Goodnight Noona. Thank you for letting me stay.”
Then he kissed the top of your head before rolling back to his side.
Your heart started racing and your breath quickened. Jeez, why was he flustering you so much right now? You’d shared a bed with him before. Sure, it wasn’t under these circumstance but…
You must’ve still had that wine in your system.
You could hear him quietly watching videos on his phone as you settled down to try to sleep. You’d been exhausted when you got to your room earlier, but now you felt restless. You tried all your usual tricks, counting, measuring your breathing, etc, but you couldn’t fall asleep. You’d flipped back and forth a few times, and after the third flip you let out a heavy sigh.
“Is my phone too loud?” Changbin asked, automatically lowering the volume some more.
“No,” You grumbled into your pillow. “I can’t relax. And I have to pee.”
“So go pee, dummy.” He teased, poking your shoulder.
You turned your head to glare at him. “I don’t wanna get up.”
He rolled his eyes and went back to his phone, saying nothing else. Dammit. You really did need to pee, but that meant getting up out of bed, and exposing your lingerie to Changbin. That was not an option.
You spent the next five minutes trying to force yourself to sleep through sheer power of will, before finally deciding to give up. “Fuck it.” You said in a huff, making Changbin laugh. You turned to him. “If I asked you to close your eyes while I got up, would you?”
His brows furrowed at your question. “But why?”
“Just, yes or no?” You pushed.
He shook his head at you, exasperated. “No you weirdo. Just get up and pee so you can go to bed already.”
You huffed a sigh and in one fluid motion, sat up, threw the sheets off, and shot across the room to the bathroom. But apparently you wren’t quick enough, because as you were shutting the door, you heard the inevitable “Holy shit— What the hell are you wearing?!”
You sighed as you sat down to pee, calling back to him just loud enough. “I told you not to look!”
“Um, yeah right, like I wouldn’t look at your ass hanging out of your shorts?” He called back.
Your face flushed again for the millionth time as you finished up and washed your hands, coming back to the door and opening it a crack. “It’s not…hanging out. It doesn’t hang.” You met his curious gaze as you stuck your head out.
“You’re right, my bad. It’s not hanging at all. Very round. Firm, even.”
“Changbin!” You scoffed, shocked but flattered as he tried to take another peak. “Close your eyes so I can come back to bed.”
“Hell no. Come out here and let me see.” He was sitting up completely now, his chest bare and smooth above the covers.
“No way! Stop being weird!” You still hesitated behind the door, unwilling to show him your body. He’d never seen this much of you, either. You added, in a softer voice. “You don’t wanna see me like this anyway. No one does.”
Changbin’s face immediately changed from excited and teasing to serious but soft. “(Y/n), come out please? It’s only fair, you saw me in my towel earlier.”
“And who’s fault was that?” You mumbled, but opened the door a little more. You watched his face as you finally came out of the bathroom, careful to keep your front facing him and hide your butt. You quickly side stepped around the bed and hopped back under the covers. His eyes never left you. “There, you saw it. Happy now?”
“Yes. Very.” He smirked as you took your pillow and smacked him with it. “Hey! Cut it out, I’m complimenting you!” You whacked him one more time for fun before settling back down to bed. “So, not that I’m complaining about your new style or anything, but what’s with the fancy lace? You’re usually a hoody girl.”
You pulled the blankets back up your body as you replied. “These were a gift. All the bridesmaids got some.”
“Wow. Remind me to thank (YBFN) when they get back from the honeymoon.” You reached over and hit his bare arm, making a loud smack. “Will you stop assaulting me? I’m trying to tell you you’re sexy!”
“I—” You broke off, sitting up slightly and forgetting to hold the sheets up to your neck. “Really? You think I look sexy?”
Changbin rolled over to face you, propping his head up on his hand like you had earlier. “Very sexy.”
You swallowed thickly, your gaze flicking between his plump lips and his smoldering eyes. Was he laying this close to you earlier? “Th-Thanks.”
“Any time.” Changbin replied, his voice now low and rather husky. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears as it rose.
“Okay…I’m really going to bed now.”
“Me too.” He said, his eyes never leaving your face.
“G-Goodnight then.” You mumbled, finally breaking his stare to turn away and lay down.
“Goodnight.” Changbin replied softly, brushing your hair off your shoulder absently before leaning away to flick off the wall lamp on his side and lay down as well. The skin he’d touched with his fingertips tingled long after he’d pulled away.
It was quiet for a little while as you tried to calm down. You thought Changbin had fallen asleep, when suddenly his phone went off between you, buzzing and making you both jump.
“Whoops.” He said groggily. “Lemme put this on the bedside table.”
You didn’t turn, but felt him grab the phone and slide up behind you, reaching across your body to put his phone on the only bedside table which happened to be on your side. You froze as his body melded to yours, and waited for him to pull back once his phone was on the table. Only he didn’t. Instead, he reached his arm around your waist and pulled you back slightly closer to him, letting out a deep sigh of contentment as he did.
“Um, Changbin?” You asked, your voice low and body still tense, heart going crazy.
“Yes Noona?” He replied, his voice already low and sleepy, the opposite of your current state.
“What are you doing?” You asked him, reaching for his hand that was wrapped around your waist. Did you want him to let go? Or…
“‘M going to sleep.” He mumbled, squeezing you again, his whole body flushed with yours all the way down to his feet, which he tangled with your own.
“I meant what are you doing over here on my side?” You emphasized your questions with a tug on his wrist, though it was half-hearted. You were quickly becoming intoxicated by his touch.
“What’s wrong? We’ve cuddled plenty of times.” Changbin countered, nuzzling his head into your neck, his warm breath ghosting across your throat and making you shiver.
“Yeah, b-but always with both of us…fully clothed.” You pointed out, trying to focus on talking and not on the fact that his naked chest was warm and soft aghast the exposed skin of your back.
He chuckled deep in his chest and it rumpled through your body. “What, are you worried I won’t be able to control myself?” He teased. You let out a small gasp when he nudged his knee a bit higher between your legs, feeling his incredibly thick thigh flex against you.
“I’m not worried about you.” You mumbled, heat surging through you in a full, sudden wave. All you could think about now was how much you wanted him to keep touching you.
“Oh yeah? Is my touch that intoxicating?” His mouth was right by your ear, low and deep, rumbling through you, going right to your core.
“Yes…” You admitted, overwhelmed with need, the only thought going through your mind the fact that only two thin layers of fabric stood between you and him.
This response caught him off guard, never actually expecting you to admit it. He’d been waiting for you to smack him around a bit for teasing you again, not melt at his touch. He was only playing around, flirting and teasing because he liked that it flustered you. But you’d never indicated before that you actually wanted him like that. Before Changbin knew what was happening, you were wiggling your hips and pressing your ass back into him. Now it was his heart that was suddenly racing. He reacted instantly, gripping your hip under the sheets and making you gasp.
“Noona…If you keep that up, neither of us will be sleeping tonight.” You bit your lip and turned to look at him over your shoulder. The moment you saw the look in his eyes you knew what he wanted. He raised an eyebrow at you, and in reply you ground back on him again, purposefully and without hesitation. He groaned, “(Y/n)…”
“What’s the matter Binnie?” You taunted him, feeling a surge of confidence at the way his voice sounded, and the hard throbbing member now pressed against your ass. “Can’t finish what you started?”
“Fuck.” He moaned right in your ear and gripped your hip firmly as he started to meet your movements, giving in.
You gasped when you felt his length hot against you, making your mouth water and thighs tremble. He released your hip and ran his hand up your waist and side, expertly slipping it under the front of your shirt. When his hand cupped your breast you whimpered his name. “Binnie~.”
“Mmm.” He hummed against your neck as he rubbed himself against your ass. “What do you want, baby?”
Between the pet name and his big warm palms kneading your breasts, you had the fuel to tell him the truth. “I want you.”
This gave him the permission he needed to bring his hand down to the front of your shorts, expertly slipping it in under the waistband. “No panties?” He sounded pleased, and you whimpered as he moved his fingers down until he was feeling your slick. “Oh my god…” He had awe in his voice under the current of lust as his fingers slipped through your slit and felt your arousal. “You’re soaked Noona.”
You moaned loudly as his deft fingers found your clit and started to circle it, all while rubbing himself against you. “Binnie…” You whined, throwing your head back at the pleasure, exposing your neck more completely.
He connected his mouth to the column of your throat, quickly driving you crazy. Between his tongue on your neck and his fingers on your clit, you were dizzy with lust. You reached back between the two of you for his cock, searching for the edge of his boxer briefs so your could slip your hand inside. You found him, hot and pulsing, and you pumped him a few times, in awe at his girth. His cock was thick, you could barely close your fingers around him. He was moaning against your neck as you stroked him, making sounds you’d never heard before. You felt frenzied. You changed tactics, and started to pull his cock free from the confines of his boxer briefs.
It took a moment, but you managed to push his underwear down enough to free his throbbing length. You gripped him the best you could with your arm behind your back, pumping his length up and down, swiping your thumb over his slit to collect his pre-cum to help the glide of your hand. You must’ve been doing a good job, because Changbin was faltering in his ministrations, his fingers irregular and his breath hitching in his chest as he buried his face in your neck.
You wanted him, badly, forgetting all about the fact that you were just friends, that you’d never crossed this line before, that you’d been too shy earlier to let him see you in your lingerie. Funny, how easily desire and lust could push all these things from your mind.
“Changbin,” You gasped between breaths, his lips and hand faltering when he heard you. You rubbed the naked head of his cock across your ass, aiming for your slit from behind. “Want you…inside me.”
“Shit.” He mumbled, pulling his hand free from your shorts to reach for your jaw, carefully turning your head so he could look into your eyes. “Are you sure Noona?”
You nodded best you could in his grasp, never breaking eye contact. God he was pretty like this, ears red and eyes blown. “Yes, I’m sure.”
He kissed you then, for the first time, and you finally confirmed your theory about his pink plush lips. They were everything you’d dreamed of and more. Soft, plump, warm against your own. You let go of his cock to grip the back of his head and returned the kiss, letting your tongue trace his mouth and tasting his lips. He was sweet. You both opened your mouths wider, letting your tongues get involved as well. You moaned into Changbin’s mouth when he bit your lip, making you clench around nothing and reminding you that he still hadn’t fucked you yet.
“Please fuck me, Changbin.” You practically begged him.
He cupped your cheek and leaned his forehead against yours, taking a deep breath to collect himself. “I don’t have any condoms or anything.”
“I don’t care.” You kissed him again, quickly. “I trust you. And I’m on birth control.”
He smiled your favorite lopsided grin before crashing his lips into yours again, this time sloppily and with passion. As he did so, he let go of your face to reach between your sweaty bodies for his erection, scooting forward to slip the tip between your legs. You reached for your shorts, pulling them out of the way and opening your legs to give him the space to brush the head of his cock through your glistening folds. When he pushed the tip inside, both of you let out heavy moans of satisfaction.
“Fuck baby, you’re so tight.” Changbin groaned into the back of your head, his face buried in your hair again as he slowly slid his cock all the way flush.
You gripped the sheets, gasping for air as you tried to adjust to the stretch of his heavy cock. “You’re so big.” You countered, your voice breathy and high pitched.
Changbin kissed your shoulder as he slid in and out a few times, letting you get adjusted to his size before picking up the pace. Soon you were whimpering with each thrust. “You’re taking me so well, baby.”
Changbin gripped your hip, helping pull you back and forth against his cock, every thrust of his hips making a dirty smacking sound as he collided with your ass. It was incredible, and making you even hornier. He adjusted his angle slightly and hit a certain spot inside you, making you cry out suddenly. “Oh my god!”
Changbin froze, surprised by your outburst. “Are you okay?”
“Fuck, yeah.” You quickly nodded. “Do that again.”
Changbin listened, gripping you harder and smacking his hips into you repeatedly, hitting your g-spot every single time. You became a whimpering, moaning, gasping mess, unable to form words or coherent thoughts as his pace built from steady to brisk and brutal in a manner of minutes. Changbin wasn’t talking either, clearly focusing on trying to pound you into next week.
You felt your climax building quickly, so quickly that you didn’t have time to warn Changbin. As you felt the dam about to burst, you grabbed his hand from your hip and pulled it up to your throat, holding your hand over his as you came with a guttural, uncontrolled moan.
As your breath heaved and your body twitched in post orgasm bliss, your felt Changbin pull out and grunt deep in his throat as he pumped his cock over your ass, quickly coming in hot wet spurts over your thighs and parts of your ass that were hanging out the bottom of your shorts. He wiped the last few drops of cum off on your ass before collapsing back on his side for a moment, spent.
Both of you tried to catch your breath, and you were starting to come out of your stupor when you heard Changbin chuckle and let out a small, “Wow.” You smiled, making to turn over to face him, but he stopped you with a hand on your back. “Hold on Noona, let me clean you up.”
You stayed still, feeling him roll away and off the bed, heading to the bathroom for a moment before returning with a damp towel. He crawled back across the bed, kneeling beside you and carefully cleaning his cum off of your damp skin.
“Did it get on my shorts?” You asked, your voice slightly hoarse from all the panting and moaning.
Changbin shook his head in denial, leaning down to kiss your bare skin before tossing the towel and crawling up your body, finally letting you turn to lay on your back. He settled on top of you, his face blissed out. “I could never ruin something so pretty.” You smiled as he leaned down to kiss you again, this time slowly and sweetly, before suddenly pulling back. “Actually, that’s a lie.”
You frowned, confused. “Why is it a lie?”
He kissed down your neck across your chest before pushing your top up, finally looking at your exposed breasts. “Because, you’re very pretty, and I’m planning to ruin you all night.”
You giggled, feeling giddy as he stared hungrily at your body. “I guess we really won’t be getting any sleep tonight.”
“Not a single wink. Just wait until I go into Ultra mode.” He winked at you suggestively, and your flustered giggle quickly turned into a moan when he dove back into your body, determent to keep his promise, and ruin his pretty Noona.
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