The night hadn't ended yet. Minho was digging into me, making me closer to my end. I couldn't help but start to shake from the third orgasm that night.
He sucked the life out of me.
I shook in his arms as the panting took over the room.
And like that, I was done for, but again, Minho still hadn't finished.
That's what I wanted to talk to him about. "You felt good baby?" I look at Minho, "Mhm, what about you?" He smiled, "You did a good job."
I asked bluntly, "So, why haven't you cum? You've only cum like three times! I don't understand, am I doing something wrong?" The panic in his eyes ignited. "No! It's just a me problem."
I crossed my arms, "It's an us problem. What can I do to make you feel good?" His disbelieved laugh and evil smirk appeared on his face. "I told you not to worry about that."
I pouted, and our eyes met. He had an outburst, "ARGH!" He flung his body into the pillows and screamed into one. I looked at him while nervous laughter left my throat.
His muffled voice played through the pillow, "You already do enough."
I grabbed the pillow slowly to see him looking at me. "You don't cum, baby. We had sex twice, I didn't wear you out? Do you just have dry orgasms? Like what is it?"
I was asking with genuine concern in my eyes. I didn't want him to feel embarrassed about talking about it. "The things I'm into might be a little too intense for you." I crossed my arms, "We've done a lot of intense things in the bedroom. Do whatever you want to me, if it makes you finish. In or out, I don't care. I just want you to finish."
He smirked, "Is that a promise?" I nodded, "Mm." I watched as he slowly put me down on the bed. I could feel his breath on my face. He leaned into my neck and kissed and sucked. He was leaving marks, real dark marks.
I wriggled under his tight grasp. He was quick to pull away, "I want to tie you up." My mouth hung low in shock.
Oh, so he's that kind of freak.
I started to pull off his shirt, but he grabbed my wrists. "I want you in clothes. I want to rip them apart on you, I want to see you in tears, I want to ruin you. Do you understand?"
I bit my lip, a little terrified. Maybe he was right about me not being able to handle it. I shyly pulled away from his grasp and he noticed. "You scared?" It was more of a statement than a question. I nodded, "It's just intense."
He smiled, "That's how I cum. I need it to be intense." I nodded understanding. "Are you into hurting me? Are you gonna like slap me or something?" His eyes went from hard to soft. He cupped my face and bent down to talk to me. "You think I'd ever hit you?"
I bit my lip a little upset. "I don't know...? Would you?" The huff that left his mouth gave shivers down my spine. His lips pressed into mine. His soft and warm lips sent me into a frenzy. My hands clawed at his shoulder as he pushed me into the bed.
I sighed and felt his knee press into my clit. I didn't have any underwear on. I only had Minho's shirt on and it was to keep warm. He was kissing my neck again, leaving more marks everywhere his lips left.
I grabbed his boxers closer to me and he let out a moan. I pulled away to look at him. "What are we doing?" He smiled, "You wanna go another round?" I said, "It's not intense. This is how we always do it." His eyes trailed over my face, "Are you sure? I can get a little rough."
I bit my lip, "Was it this intense and rough with Lisa?"
He rolled his eyes, "Let that go."
"NEVER!"
He laughed, "It was different with her. I don't care for her, I just liked the fantasy. With you, I love and care for every part of you. I want you to be comfortable in the bedroom. So, I won't continue my way if it terrifies you." I bit my lip before saying, "Well...I don't want it to be violent... and don't name-call me, I'm sensitive."
He grabbed me after a good laugh and sat me on top of him. I could feel his boner and I kissed him. His hands traveled under my shirt and squeezed my boobs. He thrust into me and I fell over. Both my hands were on his chest in surprise.
He kissed my ear, "I won't do anything. You start first. Do what you want to me."
His shirt was already off, check. His pants were off, check. I looked at his mouth and kissed him. I could feel the smile on his face. "Anything you want, and you kiss me-"
I grabbed and squeezed his dick. He had shuddered. "Fuck!" I kissed all over his neck leaving the same dark marks, while rubbing my thumb over his tip. He dug his head into the pillow.
I could tell he was getting uncomfortable. "Mmm, baby? You're not good at receiving are you?" He flipped us over, "I love to give."
His smirk and playful nose crinkle made it hard to keep cool. His round, soft brown eyes looked so sharp. He roughly took me out of the shirt and sucked on my chest. "Jesus! Minho~"
I moaned. His finger teased my clit as he sucked hard on my nipple. He flipped me over and angled his dick. He was moving so quickly, I didn't have time to recognize what was happening.
Already, he was digging into my hole. So deep, and sharp.
He pulled out to kiss my ass with his sweet lips before digging himself back into me. "Oh, fuck me!"
I yelled. When we're alone, you better believe I like to get loud. He quickly pounded into me over and over. My pussy clung to his dick, and the squelching noises of our wet bodies clamming together filled the room.
The noise alone made me horny. The sensory made me feel like I was gonna explode.
I grabbed the sheets, as my face planted into the pillow. My ass propped up for him to ogle. "FUCK, MINHO!" He slammed into me, again, and again. I let out another moan as my body shook around him.
My pussy clamped onto him, and then I felt something warm spill into me. He pulled out, and a chord of cum followed.
I panted, out of breath. Minho smiled, "See, I came. And if we're lucky, it stays inside."
He kissed my temple. "Let me get you cleaned up." I couldn't believe it. My boyfriend was superhuman.
How could he go so hard and fast on me?
I rubbed my clit for my last bit of pleasure. He scooped me up and dropped me in the tub.
I didn't even realize he had walked away and started a bath for me. The warm water surrounded my nude body as I heard Minho pull off the sheets in our room. I relaxed in the tub.
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Close The Door
FanfictionMinho doesn't like it when people aren't curious about him. Y/N (Black reader) is terrified of Minho because of his deadly looks. Her anxiety can't take it. How did she go from escaping an abusive household to being in a practice room with her best...