Mystic Messenger Lemons/one-shots/ fluff

My love for you. ( Saeyoung X Reader) (LEMON)

Crossing your arms, and puffing your cheek, you rested your glare carefully at Saeyoung. He was just simply looking back, not only adoring the look in your eyes, but the way you expressed anger. It was so cute, he almost couldn't take you seriously. 

"Saeyoung, I'm serious." 

"(Y/N), I'm telling you the truth, she's just a friend.  You know me." 

"Hmph." Grumbling unhappily, the bit her lip. " It doesn't seem like she knows that, though." 

"I'm sure Mina does. She's just... happy to see me whenever she can." he didn't realise what he said until it was too late. 

"Happy?" She glared at him. 

"That's not what I meant." 

"Mhm, sure." 

"(Y/n)! " He sighed. "Normally, I love you being jealous-" 

"I'm not jealous." 

"Shut up and listen. You are adorable when your jealous. But this isn't a time to be jealous. Mina is nothing more than a friend, you know I love you." 

You tried to turn your back on seven, even though you knew it was true. Everything he was saying was true. But the way she said hi and was talking with him...you couldn't help but feel you were right. Regardless, you were too stubborn to admit that you were jealous, so you decided denying it and simply pretending it didn't happen could work. He smiled, noticing this. God, you were so adorable. He felt blessed, even more so to see you like this. He wrapped his arms around you from behind, nuzzling into your neck softly. 

Trying not to giggle like you normally would, pretending to be salty would have to be what you went by right now. But his soft, tickling breath... his sweet whispers and cuddles as he held you... He was almost winning you over. But you refused to give in. 

"Cmon, (Y/N).... Can't you forgive me?" He whispered, into your ear almost seductively. "Or will I have to prove my love?" 

That hit a spring in you. biting your lip, you felt a shiver run down your back from his voice. He began to softly kiss the side of your neck to help persuade you to his words. 

It worked. 

You never bent to anything. You remained stubborn, even when Seven pushed you away before he could accept his feelings for you. You remained strong, you remained by his side, and you never let ANYONE bend your will. 

But when it came to having sex with Saeyoung, you'd practically even beg for it.

Letting out a soft moan in response to his kisses, he took that as a yes and grew rougher, nibbling and nipping at soft sweet spots on your neck. He knew where they were, and he adored every one of them, since it sent shivers down your spine. He licked at your skin, and with every new mark he left he whispered, "Mine." As if marking every inch of you as his. Trembling at his voice and actions, another moan built up inside you. His breath beat against the marks he made, pulling your body closer to his. He let out a soft groan by your ear, his hunger began to develop more as his hands began to roam your body. You turned your head before your body followed, to which he roughly kissed you before slowly pinning you up to the wall.

 Being in the bedroom already had its advantages. 

"(Y/N)..." He whispered huskily into your ear, as his body began to grind into yours softly. You could feel his buldge, as he grinded into you, and couldn't help but let out a hitched breath - half a moan and half a noise of pleasure. The more noise you made, the more his buldge grew, the more he desperately needed you. HIs focus struggled to stay simply on your skin, as his hands slipped up from under her shirt, unclasping her braw from behind. He slipped his hands underneath, begining to grope your breasts with impatience. From the pleasure, a moan eminated from you, growing louder each time you sounded one.