Exo Imagines

57. Mile High Club (Xiumin)

Warning: Mature Content!

A/N: Dirty Xiumin imagine requested by @keepcalmandkpop. I hope you like it

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"How much of a dare devil would you say you are?" Your newly wedded husband asked in a low whisper, his lips pressed lightly to your ear.

You continued to flip through the pages of the inflight duty free magazine, browsing through the ridiculously high priced perfumes and aftershaves. "Oh Minseok," you mumbled with a smile set on your glossy lips. "You know I love a good dare as much as the next person."

Xiumin beamed, his lips pulling back to reveal a set of bright white teeth. "Then you'll do any dare I put to you?"

"Without hesitation."

"Good," Xiumin purred as he reached across to grip your hand and press his lips to the back of it. "Then I dare you to have sex with me."

Your head snapped up from the magazine to look into his eyes. "You're my husband Minseok, you don't need to dare me to do that." You and Xiumin had just recently gotten married, three weeks ago in fact, and you were now on your way home from a beautifully relaxing three week honeymoon in The Dominican Republic, even though Xiumin spent half the time applying sun screening lotion and dodging the strong beams of sunlight like some kind of vampire.

"I don't want to tan," he would say when you asked him what he was doing. But it only made you wonder why the hell he chose to go to the Caribbean where it's 40 degrees Celsius nearly all year round, if he didn't want to get a tan.

You however didn't need to bother, one thing because it was impossible for you to tan, no matter how long you stayed out in the sun. But you both soon found a solution to Xiumin's hatred for the sun, just staying in your secluded and private villa at the farthest end of the complex.

"I tell you what," you said and you placed the magazine down on your tray. "As soon as we land we'll head straight home, you don't need to see the guys right away." You let a playful smile work its way on to your lips.

"I'm not talking about when we get home," he growled seductively into your ear, his warm breath heating up your cheek and jaw, shivers working their way down your body before settling in the tips of your toes.

You tilted your head to the side, looking at him with a befuddled expression and when his eyes moved from yours to focus just over your shoulder you followed his gaze and gasped, your hand flying up to cover your mouth. "The toilet?" You muttered in shock and Xiumin's husky laugh filled your ears. "Minseok, we can't."

"Please baby, do it for me," he begged and his big eyes bulged, an adorable pout setting on his lips and you cursed him mentally for being so darn cute, and for you being so easily won over by his aegyo.

You bit down on your lip playfully and looked all around you. The first class cabin was empty, another similar aged couple sat right at the far end were the only other people about. A sudden urge of adrenaline pushed through your system when the images of Xiumin's and your own naked body entwined together in a confined space shot through your mind.

Grinning mischievously you grabbed his hand and dragged him out of your seats, towing him along behind you as you dashed for the toilet. Looking about to make sure nobody was watching you pulled the door open and yanked him in with you, barely giving him time to lock the door before you crashed your lips to his and started to tug at his shirt.

"I'm just gonna say this," he mumbled against your lips after he allowed you to pull his shirt up over his head. "This is the best idea I've ever had." Xiumin's hands stroked down your sides before his long fingers started to ease your blouses buttons loose, revealing the jet black lacy bar you had bought from Ann Summers back home before your departure to your honeymoon destination.

"I agree, now hurry and take you pants off," you ordered in a hungered tone. But being in an inpatient mood you couldn't be arse waiting for him to take them off, so instead you just unbuttoned his jean for him and pulled them down to hang on his knees.

Your long maxi skirt was twisted and wonky from Xiumin's frantic hands trying to bunch the material up, eager to gain access to your underwear. After helping him along his fingers finally gripped at the thin band of your thong and he let his lips trail along your jaw line as he pulled the material down over your legs.

Xiumin's hands gripped at your thighs and he pulled you up off your feet to sit you down on the small counter top, you backside knocking the soap dispenser and tissue box into the sink, a humoured chuckle escaping past Xiumin's lips. He pressed himself against you, his stone hard erection rubbing against your crotch through the thin fabric of his boxer shorts.

As his lips caressed yours he let his hands move to grip at the band of his underwear and he pushed it down, his large member springing loose from the constricting material. Pulling you to sit right on the edge he positioned himself at your already soaking wet entrance, grinning triumphantly as you took a sharp intake of breath.

Using your shallow moans as a cue he entered you with a strong grunt, his shoulders quivering as your walls tightened around him. "I'll never get used to that feeling," he mumbled into your ear before he started to pump his cock in and out of you quickly.

"We-we're best making this q-quick," you gasped past your breaths.

"Don't -w-worry, just the thought of fucking you in a plane toilet is enough to make me c-cum."

You always found it odd how Xiumin managed to make anything a compliment, even during hardcore intercourse.

Your nails scratched along his shoulders and he hissed out of pleasure, pounding into your even deeper and faster than before.

You didn't know whether it was the rush of having sex in a public place, or the speed of which Xiumin was thrusting but it made your climaxes build up much quicker than before, and when it did hit you both, you grabbed two fist fills of Xiumin's hair and yanked him down to crash your lips together in a hot, passionate kiss, swallowing each others blissful moans.

"Wow,' Xiumin breathed. "We should do this more often."

"Are you joking?" you chuckled.

He shook his head and gave you a serious look. "No, I'm deadly serious. Lets buy plane tickets once a month from now on." Even though the idea was ridiculous and stupid, you loved the idea of having many more quick fucks in the tight confined spaces of a plane lavatory.

"Fine," you chirped as you placed a gentle kiss in his damp lips. "I've always wanted us to have a couples hobby."

Xiumin laughed and stroked his hand down the length of your arm. "And what better than this."