teacher - seungmin x reader

- eighteen -

you had no idea where all his stamina was coming from. you lay on your bed, your back wet with sweat and your sheets clinging uncomfortably onto you, only making you even more hot. you were heaving, struggling to catch your breath when seungmin rolled onto his stomach from beside you, propping his chin up on his hand and staring down at you.

"again?" you groaned, stretching your arms until the tips of your fingers grazed the headboard of your bed. the sheets were all wrinkled and messed up, your blanket thrown onto the floor and long forgotten, and you didn't even want to think about the random wet spots on your sheet. you ached all over, your arms sore from holding onto seungmin while he pounded into you, your legs shaking from riding him for almost two whole hours, until he whined that he was sensitive and gently pushed you off of him.

"no, i just wanted to check if you were still alive. and i wanted to see your pretty face." he sighed, resting his hand on your stomach and grabbing at the flesh there.

you giggled, turning onto your side and curling into a ball, your arms clung onto seungmin, and your legs hugging his side. your breathing started to get deep and heavy, hinting at your tiredness. you realized how heavy your eyelids were getting, prepared to shut off and content with the thought of falling asleep in seungmin's arms. he must have read your mind because he gently shifted beside you, pulling your body closer to his so that your head was rested on his arm, your whole side touching his.

"you tired?" he asked, caressing your cheek with the pads of his fingers and stopping at your chin, tilting your head up to make you look at him.

"kinda. how could i not be, you horndog." you admitted, snuggling closer to him. your breast pressed against his chest, but it didn't feel sexual at all. it was comforting, like you were aware that you were completely naked but god did you feel so safe, so warm in his grasp. despite being so vulnerable, so out there for him to see, you trusted him wholeheartedly.

it must have felt different for seungmin though, because from against under your thigh you could feel his dick twitch when you pressed your chest against his. he tried to be discreet, moving his lower body away from yours and praying you didn't feel his growing erection on your thigh.

you tried not to laugh when he started to gently thrust up, grinding his member against the soft skin on your inner thigh. you couldn't help it, you looked down, watching in interest as seungmin continued to lazily roll his hips, the tip of his cock grazing your skin.

his grip on your elbows tightened when you took hold of his cock and squeezed gently. you swiped your thumb over his tip, collecting the precum beading at the head. before thinking, you brought it to your mouth on instinct, placing your thumb flat on your tongue and sucking. seungmin watched you from half-lidded eyes and groaned, continuing to grind against your thigh.

"could you actually get off from that?" you asked out of genuine curiosity, watching as seungmin grinded against you desperately now, as if he could release any moment.

he huffed, pausing his grinding to take your hand in his and squeezing gently. "baby, i could cum untouched looking at your face if i was horny enough." he lifted your hand to his mouth and kissed your knuckles, as if he had said something romantic.

you took your hand away from his and placed it on your heart, cooing and whispering a small "awhh," your lips turning down in a pout.

seungmin stuck his tongue out at you, suddenly embarrassed at his shamelessness. he resorted to staying still, his dick still painfully hard and poking your thigh. you reached down and grabbed it, making him heave out a sigh of contentment. you placed it in between your thighs, gently squeezing it between your legs.