teacher - seungmin x reader

-seven-

the sweat on your back caused the sheets on seungmin's bed to cling uncomfortably against your skin. your hair fanned out around you, your hands locked in seungmin's tight grip above your head. his body rested in between your legs, still clad in your skirt from earlier. he seemed to feel strongly about you keeping it on.

his other hand rested on your waist, squeezing lightly every time a light whimper escaped your lips. his mouth explored the inches of skin covering your body, whispering silent praises and smiling smugly against your neck every time you shifted under him.

"be patient," he said, gripping your hips tightly as a warning, his teeth lightly grazing your ear. you'd shiver once he placed his lips on a new patch of skin, his hot breath against you as he sucked, bit, licked, and abused every inch of you.

"m-minnie," you whined, squirming under him and trying to free your wrists from his grip.

"you're so weak, how pathetic. don't even try to wiggle away from me," he whispered lovingly against your neck, tightening his grip on your wrist.

you gasp at his sudden harshness, and he quickly looks up, smiling sheepishly.

"sorry. too mean?" he mumbles, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb.

"no. i liked it." you admitted shyly, feeling the temperature in the room rise.

"okay. so like. bitch? you're a dumb bitch slut?" he joked cheekily, holding his breath to see your reaction.

you could not hold back your laughter. "minnie!" you slapped his arm and he scoffed.

"i was joking, princess." again, he watched your reaction as he slowly dipped his head in the crook of your neck.

you looked at him for a moment and nodded, to which he smiled and bit your neck. you winced slightly at the stinging pain, but then he ran his tongue across the marks his teeth had left and goosebumps formed up and down your arm. he continued his journey south, leaving you breathless. you screwed your eyes shut, simply drowning in sensations and touches and sounds. seungmin let out a low groan as he reached your skirt, slowly rolling it down, revealing more of your skin. he shifted slightly and you felt his bulge rub against your inner thigh.

"do you want me to help?" you asked breathily, looking down at him.

he shook his head, his hair roughly brushing against your chest,tickling you. "y/n," he moaned against your hip, running his tongue along your hipline.

"y-yea?"

"you're so beautiful," he whispered in awe, his hands holding your waist down. his fingers slowly ran across the garter of your underwear.

"don't say that," you squeaked, wiggling uncomfortably under seungmin's intense gaze.

he only smiled, gently kissing your hip, nibbling and licking as he worked across you. he sighed when your fingers wove into his hair, gripping tightly. he made his way back up, resting his elbow on one side of your head.

"i take it you don't hear things like that enough," he smiled, kissing the corner of your mouth.

you didn't reply, instead you closed your eyes and tried to pull his face closer to yours. he pulled back for a second, enjoying the look of desperation in your face. he finally gave in when you pouted.

the kiss was sweet but short, too short for your liking. you whined in protest but stopped immediately when seungmin gave an experimental roll of his hips, his bulge rubbing against you.

he let out a weak sigh and his strength seemed to falter as he slowly collapsed on you, his body fully resting on yours. you were trapped under him, his hand on your head, his fingers in your hair.