Dreamcatcher Imagines

𝘀𝗶𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻 | scorpio mars

Reader Is: Neutral Age (Non-DC AU)
Categories: Smut
Preferences: Top (Siyeon), Bottom (Reader)
Summary: The reader learns just what Siyeon's Scorpio Mars placement is capable of.

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When one's Mars is in Scorpio, their sexual nature is often intense, as the stamina of this water sign is the strongest of any Mars position.

These individuals possess animal magnetism that they are not afraid to use. They enjoy power and may fantasize sexually in ways that others would not.

Aggressiveness can easily turn them on, whether they are on the giving or receiving end of it; yet there is always a note of tenderness in their actions.

They are possessive, hence why most of all, they desire scenarios in which their partner is completely yielding to their will and craves them deeply. Thanks to their strong sexual appeal, these individuals almost always get what they want.

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The only light in the bedroom was composed of moonbeams. The sea reflected them through the doors of your balcony, allowing them to scatter across the floor and limn Lee Siyeon's figure that was poised in the doorframe.

"I'm more interesting than that book you're reading," she quipped. Her voice was so low and raspy that you were surprised that it carried across the room as well as it did. When it fell upon your ears, its husky tone made you shiver.

You kept a cool façade when you replied to her, however. It was best not to alert Siyeon to weaknesses, for she could recognize and use them against you instantly. "I was waiting for you to change into that outfit you said you would surprise me with."

You dropped a bookmark in your astrology guide and set it on the nightstand, standing to your feet. Siyeon remained still, showing off the satin robe that barely disguised her lingerie. The loose bow that kept the garment in place around her waist seemed to beg you to untie it and reveal her to you.

"You like?" she smirked as you drew closer, accepting the fabric's invitation.

"I love. You."

"I love you, too," Siyeon replied gently.

It never failed to amaze you how she could be tender yet libertine at once; for in the same moment that she spoke such a kindly sentence, her amorous hands were pulling you in with a firm grip. They settled on your hips and began to knead the soft flesh there.

Your breathing stuttered as she leaned close, but her lips didn't reach yours. They rested instead on your neck and left lingering, open-mouthed kisses there that made your every hair stand on end. You could feel her tongue pressing against your skin, teasing – though it felt closer to tormenting – what was to come.

Your hands wrapped around her neck, fingers dancing over the inscription there. Paradise was where she was, indeed. If you were lucky, if she was feeling generous, she would take you there.

Siyeon's wanton grasp fidgeted with the hem of your panties, long fingers hooking their edges and sending the fabric to your feet. With it followed a string of wetness that made her chuckle lowly.

"Really, baby?" she murmured. "I didn't even touch you yet."

"Sy," you whined, turning away as your face blazed crimson.

"It's okay, baby," she smirked. "I like that you're easy for me."

She was surely aware that she would encounter more evidence when she reached around to unclasp your bra. One hand kept the fabric on your breasts, the other slipping each of your arms through the straps. When they were freed, she ripped the garment away and threw it somewhere on the floor.