Mingyu: Fucks you at an event because of how stunning you look.
“(Y/N)! You almost ready babe?!“ you hear Mingyu shout from the first floor.
"One second baby!” You attempt for the fifth time to try and clip the diamond necklace Mingyu bought you around your neck but you still couldn’t get it. You sigh and set the jewelry back into the box, deciding against wearing it to the event.
You close the wooden box on your dresser and rush out of the room, trying to put your earrings in and slip into your heels at the same time. You get to the top of the stairs and see Mingyu waiting at the bottom.
“Can we go? Plea-” his sentence cuts short and his jaw slacks, dropping open when he turns to look at you. “Oh my. Oh my god (Y/N). What the fuck..”
You instantly feel insecure and start walking down the steps, trying to hide your face from your own boyfriend. He didn’t like the way you looked and that devastated you.
As you get closer to the bottom, Mingyu extends his arm out, reaching for you. You place your hand in his and he gently helps you down the last few steps, lifting your hand up and twirling you around once you’re in front of him. “Holy fucking shit baby.”
You gasp as you’re suddenly pushed backwards, the pressure of Mingyu’s hands on your hips never leaving until the railing of the staircase was digging uncomfortably into your lower back. In less than two seconds you feel his hot breath on your neck, ghosting over your collarbones, making fire ignite within your whole body.
“So fucking hot. So gorgeous.”
His lips are like ice on your skin as he leaves delicate kisses in a trail, but the sensation is gone just as soon as it started when he pulls away. He doesn’t seem to notice the unsatisfied whimper you let out as he pulls his phone from his pocket and answers it.
“Hello?” He answers in perfect English. He had been practicing, for you he said, and he was getting a lot better. You were proud.
“10-20? Maybe? .. No. Yeah we’re leaving now..” He lies to whoever was on the other line, S.Coups you guessed. He looks up from the floor to meet your eyes, a smirk tugging at his lips as he waits for Seungchol’s response. “Yeah alright man whatever. I’ll see you there.”
Mingyu hangs up his phone and shoves it in his pocket. He pushes forward to kiss your lips softly, moving his mouth against yours slowly, just to annoy you. To add to your annoyance, instead of allowing you to deepen the kiss when you try, he pulls away, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth with him.
Your boyfriend stands in front of you, smirking like the cock head he was. He runs his tongue over his pink lips to tease you further, before grabbing your hand and pulling you outside to your ride.
You were nervous. You were scared. What if they hated you? Well the fans already envied you but this would be a live red carpet event and you’d be receiving the hate on a whole new level. It wouldn’t be the shit through the computer screen you were used to.
Aside from all of those panicky feelings though, you were horny as fuck. Mingyu’s little teasing session earlier left you on the fucking edge. You wanted to just rip his pants off in the back of this limo and ride his dick right there. Nobody could see you, so there was no problem.
“Are you okay?” He asks, breaking you from your sexual thoughts.
“Me? Oh um, yeah. I’m great. Why?” you asked, fiddling with your hands.
“You’re picking at your nails. I know you’re lying.” He points out and you frown, pulling your hands apart and deciding to play with your dress instead.
“I’m just nervous is all. Nothing big.”
“What? Nervous about what baby? It’s just the red carpet. All it is is pictures and smiling.” He explains, scooting to the edge of the seat and turning to you. You were looking at your tight black dress, that now seemed too small to be wearing in public. Mingyu’s fingers pinch your chin and force you to look at him. “All you really have to do baby is stay next to me okay? You’ll be fine. I promise.”
“I don’t feel so good.” You shake your head and try to rid of the lump in your throat. It only seemed to grow bigger by every second you became closer to the event. “No Mingyu I can’t.”
“Okay okay. Baby chill. Hold on.” He pushes and holds down a button on the door next to him, rolling down the soundproof window that separated you and the driver. “Driver can you do a few extra laps around the block for me please? Thank you.”
He rolls the window back up and slips off of the leather seat, sliding off his jacket of his suit as he kneels next to you.
“Lay down,” he commands, undoing the buttons of his under shirt. He only leave the top few undone, giving you a sneak peak of his toned chest. “Never mind. No time for that. We need to do something quicker.”
He sits back up on the seat and grabs your hips, swiftly pulling you into his lap to straddle his waist. Instantly your hands are on his neck and you were pulling his face to yours, attacking his lips hungrily, desperately trying to get rid of your unwanted nerves. His hands cup the back of your knees, slowly sliding their way up your thighs and to your ass, squeezing lightly before lifting his right hand to smack you harshly. You squeak into his mouth and he groans obscenely.
“Shit okay. Now. Give it to me. Now” He breathes out, barely pulling away from your kiss.
“What?” you ask, your eyes fluttering as his fingers knead into ass cheeks with want.
“Give it to me. I know you hid it in your bra earlier. So give it to me or I’ll take it out.”
You quickly reach your hand into the top of your dress to pull out the condom. You hand him the lime green packet and he pushes you back, moving you to sit on his thighs while he works at his dress pants. He pops the button and unzips the fly, pulling his fully hard cock out. He rips the packet open hungrily with his teeth, almost moaning as he covers himself with the condom.
“Shit.” He curses.
“What?” You ask again.
“I think there’s a hole.”
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” you grumble, pushing off his lap as he removes the condom again.
“Guess you’ll just have to suck me off,” he smirks at you and your stomach leaps.
“Is that what you want baby? To fuck my mouth with that big cock of yours?” you ask him. “Wanna come in my mouth Ming? Hmm?”
“Yes fuck. Oh god. Okay okay. Come back.” He pulls you back closer to him, his hands gripping handfuls of your hair and pushing you down so you were on your knees in front of him. You gently flick your tongue out, the tip of his cock just barely brushing past your lips and making him whine. “Oh baby please. God please. Not right now.”
You decide not to mess with him anymore as the crack in his voice gave away his desperation, so you sink down into his member, his nails digging into your scalp to push you further. You relax your throat, allowing him to push you all the way down until your nose was against his stomach.
Your gag reflex kicks in and starts constricting around the tip of his cock, making him groan and jerk his hips up.
“Fuck baby. So good. So good baby girl. Love your mouth, absolutely fucking love it. So wet, so warm,” he whimpers and tightens his grip on your hair. You could tell he wasn’t going to last long. It had barely been a minute and he was already almost crying.
He finally let’s out a breath as he releases you to pull off and get some air. You push his hands away from his cock and move them up to his own hair, his fingers tangling in the brown locks and tugging. You grab the base of his fun and kiss the tip once before enveloping his whole member again. This time you bob your head up and down, swirling your tongue around the underside. He makes noises from above you and you look up at him, causing one of his hands to shoot down to your head again. He grips tightly as he pushes you down as far as you could go.
“Fuck baby girl. Yes. Fuck yes. God just like that. Oh,” he moans. He holds your head in his hand and holds you down, his hips beginning to snap up roughly into your mouth. Next thing you know he’s pulling out and jerking his dick with such force, you was afraid it might fall off. With one last shout of your name, he comes. You open my mouth wide and hot white spurts explode onto your tongue and across your cheekbones. He lazily tugs on himself until he’s finished.
“Better?” you ask.
“Yes thank you.” He strokes your hair and pulls you up into a kiss. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” you say back against his lips. You smirk and sit beside him.
“My turn.” you say, slowly lifting your dress up your thighs. There were no questions asked before he was kneeling in front of you, kissing your thighs and spreading your legs with his arms.
He placed a kiss on your clit before letting his tongue dart in and out, causing pleasure to course through you.
“Oh shit. Oh fuck that feel so good.” you moan, closing your eyes. Your legs were tensing together, but his strong arms kept them apart. He took one hand and slid two fingers into you, pumping in and out furiously. He hit your g-spot and you screamed, dragging your nails across the seat.
“M-Mingyu, I’m so close.” you stutter, your core tightening. He nods and continues pumping until your core loss ended and you came all over his face. He smirks and wipes his face off. He sits down by you and pulls you in for a hug, kissing the top of your head.
“You better babe?” He asks, running his hand along your arm. You nod.