✦ 𝗔𝗗𝗗𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦/𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗢: Explicit Sexual Content, AU.
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"I can't believe I'm letting you do this."
He smiled crookedly in satisfaction, pulling his seat back so you could easily climb over the seat and straddle him. "It takes two to fuck, baby. This is all you." He boldly stated, chuckling when you rolled your eyes and hit his chest. "Language." You deadpanned, unbuckling his pants calmly. Being in a relationship with him for so long now, you had no reason to be shy as you climbed down to drop to your knees and taking him in your mouth.
"Korean," He smiled, "And very poor English," He smartly remarked. You eyed him sharply and he couldn't for a second say he didn't like when you got all feisty with him. "Don't make me hit you." You said calmly, not even letting it bother you since you had long been used to his childish retaliation every now and then.
His laughs ceased when you wrapped your lips around the tip of his leaking member and took him all the way to the base, bobbing your head the way he liked. He sighed softly and brought his hands to your hair, dictating the pace.
You took him out of your mouth and stroked him languidly. "You know if my mom pulls up and sees us having sex, she might just kill us both." He threw his head back and moaned out when you circled his leaking tip with your thumb. "Scratch that," You rubbed faster, taking a liking to his hyper reactions. "She will kill us both." He breathed heavily once you removed your hand and climbed over him, pulling your panties to the side before letting the tip of him massage your clit. His breath hitched as you were now the one moaning, moving to sink down onto him slowly. "Starting with you," You declare, ass hitting his thighs as a sign you've reached the base.
"Maybe," He said, voice strained as you began bouncing on his lap, small whimpers escaping your lips as you leaned back against the dashboard with your hands on his knees. "But at least you would have gotten to cum first." He rose his hips to meet your bounces in the middle, holding your waist as he did so.
You tossed your head back, using your forearm to push against the ceiling, pushing yourself to meet him meeting you in the middle. Your small whimpers from before had grown gracefully into wanton moans, flowing at a steady pace.
"Aish, princess. You feel amazing around me." He pulls your skirt up to watch him sliding in and out of you. The sight has him moving his hips faster just as your phone goes off in the distance. You ignore it for the time being and begin rolling your hips back and forth, letting him guide your hips more quickly with his hands on your hips.
Yugyeom was never the type to feel embarrassed about moaning. He wanted you to know he was enjoying himself just as much as you were, and that when you got a little dominant and held him by his neck, he wanted you to feel comfortable enough to do it again and again after that. Your sex life was never boring, always filled with some new game of pacing and seduction.
With Yugyeom, there was always to be seduction.
"Oh fuck, (Y/n). Fuck." You thanked the Gods above for his dancer-crafted hips and legs and heavenly stamina.
He stopped suddenly, looking around to check if the coast was clear. With a bite of his lip, he tilted his head in the direction of the three leather seats. "Get in the back," You complied like the dutiful fiance you were, leaning back on your elbows as you watched him like a prey as he climbed over you with the same stare.
He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips, then two, then three, and by the fourth, he was sweeping his tongue over your bottom lip for permission of entry. While he was in the midst of kissing you, he was filling your empty walls once again, the way he grinded against you reminding you of a bitch in heat. But you didn't mind as his intense gaze had you making things a lot more slippery.
He pecked your lips again before he buried his head in the side of your neck, kissing it too as he kept up with his steady pace. You felt your mouth fall open when he found your spot in the position, too. "I'm going to cum, baby please don't stop." He sped up at this, leaning back on his calves while his palms rested on the seat behind him. The consistent prodding of your g-spot and his pelvis brushing against your clit had you teetering over the edge quickly.
"Fuck," You gasped, out of breath as your release was just a little more effort away. "I'm cumming." He groaned, not bothering to slow down. (and what for?) Your back arched, your toes curled and your eyes rolled as you came, leaving him trapped in tight warmth. He followed right behind you, grunting quite loudly as he spilled on your stomach, panting as he sat there trying to recover from the intense feeling his mind and body. Trying to overcome the wave of exhaustion that suddenly hit him.
He reached over to grab some tissues from the middle console, proceeding to clean the both of you up. He leaned down to press a kiss to your stomach, then your left nipple, then your right, then back up to your lips. He could never have just one, so he stole an additional five or six before he let up on his affectionate attack.
With time, he began to remember public nudity was illegal, and that he needed to get himself and you dressed before--
"(Y/n) (Y/l/n)! What in the hell are you doing to my son-in-law?!"
