Exo Imagines

150. I'm Not Finished (Lay)

WARNING: SMUT ALERT! Proceed with caution!

Requested by @Elizabethhzt379

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Bang! Click! Cling!

You turned your head in the direction of the noise, knowing your boyfriend, Yixing was pissed just by how loud he had entered the house and how viciously he had threw his keys down into the ceramic bowl set beside the door.

You braced yourself for the storm, knowing Yixing would want to let off steam, so You stayed sat where you were on the sofa, a cold coconut Cuba Libre in your hand, resting back comfortably against the soft cushions.

"You would not believe how shit my day has been," Yixing blurted as he passed three the thresh hold of the living room, throwing his jacket onto one of the vacant spots at the far end of the settee. He dropped down right by your side and let his head fall onto your lap, your fingers combing through his soft brown hair, soothing a little of his stress away, a heavy sigh passing his lips.

You let let him talk, explaining to him everything that had happened during his long shift. All while you played with his hair. Eventually he sat up, letting his head drop back to rest against the back of the sofa, his eyes closing.

You took this as an opportunity and so you changed your position and quickly hopped over Yixing so That you were now straddling his lap, his eyes instantly flicking open when he felt your weight on his crotch. "Babe, what are you doing?"

You lean forwards and place a kiss to his cheek. "I'm helping you."

"Helping me how exactly?"

"Well I was thinking we could go up stairs and you could fuck me raw, see if that helps vent some of that stress you're holding onto."

His eyes widened slightly and his trousers suddenly started to tighten. He started to stand up, his hands on your buttocks to hold you up against his chest, but you pushed him back and grinned. "But first, let me do something for you."

You wriggled your way off his lap and stood up before him, bending over you placed your hands onto his thighs just above his knees and squeezed tight as you wriggled your ass slightly, letting him watch as it swayed from side to side. You placed one hot kiss to his lips before getting down to your knees, your hands stroking up his legs sensually, your fingers making short work of the zipper and button holding his trousers up. You wriggled his trousers down, pulling his boxers along with them, his already stiff dick springing free. "Somebody's already raring to go!"

"Can you blame me," he spat with lust, his right hand moving to tightly grip your hair and you smirked, licked your lips and took him straight into your mouth, taking him all the way to the back of your throat, his impressive size causing you to gag slightly. You just breathed and continued to move your head up and down, taking him deep every time, one of your hands moving up to cup his balls, while the other gripped to shaft of his dick, helping you to cover every inch of his rock hard knob.

He threw his head back and You giggled, the vibrations of you tongue against his tip driving him to grip your hair tighter with one hand and claw at the sofa with the other.

You gripped him at the base tight, while you let your tongue flick repeatedly at his frenulum, him hissing with pleasure, his dick getting harder still.

"Oh fuck, baby!" He growled, his body starting to quiver, giving you a sign that the pleasure was becoming unbearable, and You love that. You loved the fact he was completely at your mercy. He would do and say anything You told him to do. And that kind of control and power was hot as fuck!

When his breathing starting to quicken and his slight quiver transformed into more of a shudder you knew he was about to cum, so you started bobbing your head faster, letting saliva drip down from your tongue to dampen your fingers that were pumping vigorously back and forth along his shaft, his dick starting to throb. You pumped faster.

His fingers started to curl, desperately searching for anything to grab onto. "Oh god baby!" Yixing exclaimed just before he came, you moving your mouth away and holding your tongue out, him cumming all over your tongue, neck and chest. You looked him deep in the eyes while you swallowed, licking your lips as you smirked seductively at him, an amused chuckle escaping your lips. You then proceeded to suck the remains you had that were dropping down your fingers, him biting his lip and shaking his head, feeling himself started to get hard again.

You crawled on to his lap and placed a hot, passionate kiss against his lips. "Don't get too comfy," you say. "I'm not finished with you yet."