TXT One Shots

My Star (Yeonjun x Male Reader)

Disclaimer: This contains Smut (barebacking and rough sex)

You patiently waited for Yeonjun to catch his breath after he had come back from his performance. To be performing in front of a huge crowd and the internet for almost 20 minutes long was a lot of work. Yes, Yeonjun had done two world tours with txt, but their performance this year along with many other artists was supposed to be one to remember and to impress. Nonetheless, you believed TXT did phenomenally. And that was not just because you were the boyfriend of Yeonjun. Truly the group had so much talent you were always awestruck.

You helped Yeonjun cool down by facing the hand fan towards his face. They had only been off stage for a couple of minutes, and Yeonjun was already feeling better. He turned towards you and smiled.

"I should get dressed, don't you think? I think I drenched the outfit with my sweat." Yeonjun told you with a chuckle. You nodded and bit your lip. Yeonjun's outfit was hot, you couldn't lie, it was the leather mixed with body harnesses. And maybe some part of you hoped you could have some time alone together soon.

"If you want to. Do what you want, love." You replied to him with a smile. You both stared into each other's eyes lovingly until it was interrupted by a member pretending to gag.

"You guys are going to make me throw up." Beomgyu joked as he rolled his eyes. Yeonjun immediately turned to Beomgyu and then stood up from his chair with an angry expression. Beomgyu backed into the couch out of fear.

"No, wait! I was joking!" Beomgyu defended as he held his hands out.

"Uh-huh," Yeonjun said sternly as he turned back to sit in his chair. He turned back to you. Their friendly banters were always hilarious. "I'm going to change now, care to join me?" He inquired as he gently grabbed your chin. You couldn't help but blush at the touch.

"Sure." You blurted out. Yeonjun smirked then stood up.

"I'm going to change! I'll be back." He told the staff as he grabbed his bag with his clothes. You soon stood up and followed him out of the door. You both walked over to the changing room and Yeonjun closed the door behind him.

You sat on the chair in the corner and watched him as he took his clothes off. He started with his shirt, revealing his abdomen. He was undeniably hot. Your eyes couldn't leave his body. They traced every muscle on his body even down to his-

"You liking what you see?" Yeonjun asked with a smirk. His shirt was still in his hands. You blushed madly and quickly looked up at him in his eyes. You nodded as you bit your lip. Yeonjun chuckled. "Do you want a taste of me?" Yeonjun inquired as he slowly approached you.

Your eyes widened as he approached you. If he kept pushing on like this, you weren't sure if you could hold back anymore. You could already feel yourself becoming turned on. Even when he threw the shirt to the side, he was too hot for you to handle.

"I-I mean yes, but don't you think we'll get caught?" You tried to reason. Despite your concern, you still wished he would continue. Yeonjun leaned down and gently grabbed your chin.

"They wouldn't be able to hear us over the loud noise of the other performances. Plus, I won't be needed on stage for another 45 minutes. Do you think you can handle that?" Yeonjun posed with a smirk. You gulped and nodded.

"Please... I'm already so turned on." You pleaded as you grabbed his free hand. Yeonjun gently intertwined your fingers together and leaned forward to kiss you.

"You want to suck me off a bit then? I know you're dying to touch me after that performance." Yeonjun blurted out as he stood up straight. Your eyes slowly looked down at his crotch then back up to his eyes. You nodded slowly.