Mature kpop oneshots (smut)

Sultry serenade - Lee Heeseung

You are at Enhypen's concert, surrounded by a sea of sweating bodies. The thumping bass and flashing lights have you entranced.
You can see Heeseung's chiseled features clearly as he sings, and you feel a sudden surge of desire. You make eye contact and he smirks at you before moving to the next song. You realize you want more than a concert experience.
As Heeseung finishes a song, he makes his way over to your section of the crowd, ignoring the person next to you. He locks eyes with you, moving closer until you can feel his breath on your skin.
"What do you want?" he asks, his voice low and intense. Heeseung raises an eyebrow, waiting for you to finish your sentence. You can feel his gaze piercing through you, and you suddenly feel a sense of daring. You lean in close to his ear and whisper your deepest desires, surprising even yourself with your boldness.
Heeseung grins, taking your hand and leading you backstage. You ask Heeseung where he's taking you, a hint of nervousness in your voice. Heeseung turns to look at you, his eyes darkening with desire.
"You'll see," he says, his voice sending shivers down your spine. As you walk, he leans in close to you and whispers, "And as for what I'm going to do to you... let's just say you'll be begging for more." As Heeseung leads you further backstage, your anticipation rises with every step.
You can feel your body growing wetter by the second, aroused beyond belief. Heeseung senses your arousal, and he stops to pull you into a passionate kiss, his hands roaming over your body. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs against your lips, his fingers teasing your sensitive skin.
You can feel the staff's eyes on you, and you know that you can't do anything too explicit with Heeseung in such a public place. Despite your desire for him, you hold back, not wanting to cause a scene. Instead, you press your body closer to his, feeling his hard muscles against you and inhaling his intoxicating scent as he whispers in your ear.
"Don't worry," he says. "We'll have our fun soon enough." As you whine and beg for him, Heeseung can't resist any longer.
He takes your hand and leads you to his private dressing room. Once inside, he locks the door and turns to you with a hungry look in his eyes.
"Now, where were we?" he asks, moving in for another passionate kiss. You can feel your body responding to him, already craving more of his touch. Heeseung is so consumed with desire that he doesn't even ask for your name.
He wastes no time, pushing you up against the wall and trailing wet kisses down your neck. His hands roam freely over your body, pulling you flush against him as he grinds his hard cock against your wet heat.
"I need to have you," he growls, and you can feel the urgency in his voice. Without hesitation, he pushes inside you, filling you completely as he begins to move with a fierce intensity. Heeseung's movements become even more frenzied as you moan out your own name, urging him to follow suit.
"Is that what you want, baby?" he rasps against your neck.
"To hear me moan your name?" You nod desperately, arching your back to take him deeper. His thrusts become more erratic as he reaches the edge, and you can feel yourself getting closer too. "Oh fuck, [your name]! Fuck!" he cries out, finally letting go as he spills inside you. You cling to him, feeling the aftershocks of your own orgasm ripple through you as he brings you both down from the high.
Heeseung pulls back to look at your messed up face and a wicked grin spreads over his own. Despite both of you being spent from the first round, he's already ready for more.
"You look so fucking hot," he whispers, grazing his thumb over your lips.
"I need to do that again." And before you can protest, he's already taking you again, driving into you with an urgency that leaves you breathless. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, along with your moans and his grunts of exertion.
You lose track of time as he takes you to the edge again and again, until finally the both of you collapse in a sweaty heap, completely spent.
"Now that's what I call a fucking concert," he says, chuckling. As the evening comes to an end, you lay in Heeseung's arms, hoping that this won't be the last time you're with him.
You can feel his chest rising and falling with each breath, and it's comforting to be so close to him.
"I hope I see you again," you say softly, tracing lazy circles on his skin. He turns to look at you, his expression unreadable for a moment before he finally nods.
"Yeah, me too," he murmurs.
"But you know, I can't guarantee anything. I have a busy schedule." You try to hide your disappointment, but he senses it and cups your face, his eyes softening.
"Hey, don't worry about it too much," he says, leaning in to kiss you gently.
"We'll see what happens." And with that promise, you fall asleep in his arms, the memory of this intense, erotic encounter burned into your mind forever.