Various fandom smuts

Minho - I'll help you forget him

Based on Minho from The Maze Runner

Minho and I sat atop the hand built wooden tower in the glade. It was dark that night, so dark I could hardly see my legs dangling off the edge.

Minho, my best friend slipped his arm across my shoulder. 'Come on, try not to think about him. He was a dick anyway.'

My boyfriend had just broken up with me. I knew Minho could cheer me up. Just, well, not in the way I thought.

He gave me a quick kiss on my cheek and laid down against the wood. I laid down too, looking up at the starry sky. I felt him look over to me but I kept at the velvety abyss above us.

Minho propped himself up on his elbow to face me fully. I gazed towards him, drinking in the smooth angles of his body.

What was I thinking? He's my best friend!

'You know..' Minho spoke softly. 'I don't understand how he can even leave someone so gorgeous.'

My cheeks flushed as I looked up at him. 'You think I'm—'

'Of course.' He interrupted. 'Who wouldn't?'

My eyes travelled to his lips. They looked so damn inviting.

Minho smirked. 'If you want to kiss me then do it.'

'You're so cocky.' I chuckled though secretly wondering if I should take him up on the offer.

''But you know I'm right. Don't you.'

I went quiet.

'How about I make you forget all about him huh?' He purred.

I hadn't noticed how close we now were. I could feel his hot breath against my skin.

I nodded, already aching for him.

'Right answer.' He said before pressing his lips against mine.

His hips made their way between my legs as he laid on top of me, grinding slowly.

The way he made me feel was inexplainable. My pussy was throbbing before he even touched me.

'Please Minho.' I breathed between a kiss.

He slipped his fingers into my mouth as I sucked along them. He then placed them underneath my underwear. His fingers worked magic against me, earning moans of pleasure from my lips.

I wondered how much stamina a guy would have if he spent every day being a runner.

'Minho.' I moaned. 'Fuck me.'

Minho smirked pushing down the fabric at his waist.

'You sure?' He asked.

''I'm sure.'

Minho slid himself inside me making me gasp at his size.

'It's okay baby.' He ran his lips across my ear. 'You can take it.'

A moan escaped my lips and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He thrusted expertly with passion and need. My nails gripped at his back.

I almost screamed with pleasure before Minho pressed his hand across my mouth. Muffling my groans.

Our clothes pressed together, the cold air no longer feeling sharp as our bodies moved in sync.

After a while, Minho and I were once again laid down on the wood of the tower. However this time my head rested on his chest and his hands were tangled through my hair. Our breathing slowed to a normal pace as we regained composure.

'You know what.' I spoke. 'I think I'm over him.'

Minho chuckled. 'Bet he never fucked you that good.'

'Not in a Million years.' I sighed.