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Seungmin feels that something’s off the second your walls clamp around him, preventing him from sticking his fingers deeper into you, your entire body tensing. In a second, you push your back off the bed and prop yourself up on your elbows, eyes now wide open. It’s such a contrast to the sight he was just admiring—you on your back, arching it as he sucks on your clit, eyes closed as you say his name loudly, begging your boyfriend for more.
“Someone’s home,” you hiss, giving him a panicked look.
“You sure?” Seungmin asks, aware that his lips and chin are covered in your arousal. You smell so fucking good he doesn’t even want to wipe it away. The truth is, he didn’t hear a thing, mostly because he got a bit too lost in your moans.
“The door just opened,” you whisper at him, looking at the door and gulping loudly.
“Babe, my bedroom door’s locked,” Seungmin reminds you with a gentle tap on both your thighs. God, he wants to bite them so hard. “Nobody’s coming in, even if one of the guys did come home.”
Right then, he hears Minho talking on the phone, walking down the hallway, and entering his room, closing the door behind him. Even though the apartment goes quiet after that, you’re still on your elbows, glancing at Seungmin and then the door.
“Relax,” he tells you, lowering his mouth to your thigh, starting to kiss it from the knee which is lifted in the air down to your hip, careful to suck the skin in, sink his teeth into it here and there. “Let me eat you out... He’s not going to come looking for me.”
“What if he does?” you ask, voice laced with concern.
Seungmin feels terrible when he sees how scared you look. The thing is, it’s your first time having oral sex as a couple. You’ve given him head more times than he can count, and Seungmin has wanted to return the favor from day one. Hell, the first time he got to touch you, he asked if he could go down on you because he was already too far gone then, already desperate to please you.
But, you said no every time. A bad experience, you told him. It just didn’t feel that good. You preferred fingering and penetration, so Seungmin gave you both every time, paying special attention to your nipples, neck, and mouth since he couldn’t kiss the part he really wanted to.
Until today, when you finally told him he could give it a try if he really wanted. Since it’s his first time going down on you and your first time letting someone else do it to you, Seungmin needs to make it all perfect. He’s been trying to get you relaxed ever since you got there—a back massage, a bunch of kissing, slow groping, light humping… He’s done everything he could. There is no way you’re going to enjoy oral sex, which you haven’t had in years, if you’re stressing out or feeling nervous about it.
And then Minho had to come home and ruin it. Well, you’re still spread out for him, cunt glistening with juices that his tongue has already spread around your slit, and Seungmin doesn’t want to stop until he makes you come at least once. So, he plants a soft kiss on your clit, watching your stomach clench, thighs shiver at the contact.
“Fuck,” you grunt, and then push his head away gently. Your fingers tangle into his hair and tug at it, his skin burning at the contact—Seungmin loves it when you pull on his hair. Granted, you usually do it when he’s balls deep in you and hitting that spot that gets you to pant and moan. “Baby, he’ll hear.”
“I’ll just ask him to play music loudly and ask no questions,” Seungmin suggests, and when you nod timidly after he convinces you Minho will understand, he sends the text.
A couple of seconds later, the sound of music being blasted for the room across the hall fills your ears, and you visibly relax, which Seungmin takes as a sign to dive right back in, attaching his lips to your clit. He knew Minho would get it.
“Shit!” you groan when he sucks on your clit, which gets you to plop back down on the bed. When he eases two fingers inside of you, your legs spread wide open with a loud “Fuck!” coming from your pretty mouth.
Okay, he’s doing good so far. All Seungmin focuses from that point on is flicking your clitoris with his tongue, just up and down, flattened tongue rubbing against your bud, while his fingers curl inside of you and move back and forth. The sounds you make are heavenly, even if you’re trying to keep your voice down, not wanting his roommate to hear how good Seungmin’s making you feel.
“ God , Seungmin!” you cry out, hands gripping the sheets under you as your boyfriend continues to eat you out like he’s never done to anyone before, giving it everything he has. “Right there, baby, please...”
He’s determined to stay on his knees for as long as it takes you to come. If it’s hours, so be it. You’ve definitely spent hours on your knees for him during the course of your relationship, and the things you do to him with your mouth make him feel heavenly. So, all Seungmin wants is to make you orgasm with his mouth too, make you feel good, and turn the experience that left a bad taste in your mouth into something you’ll want him to do to you.
He wants to tell you how good you’re being for him, how well you’re taking it, how hot you look like this with your mouth open and legs spread for him, letting him fuck you open with his fingers, letting him put his mouth on you this way—but he doesn’t. Seungmin’s too scared of moving away from your body and you losing the moment, of not getting the satisfaction your body is working towards with every slight clench of your body, tremble of your legs, crack of your voice as you call out his name.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” you start hissing and repeating the swear word along with his name, which tells him what’s about to happen a second before your walls clench around his fingers.
A second later, your hips buck up into his face, but Seungmin uses his other hand to pin them back down so he can lick and finger you through it, prolong the pleasure as much as possible, and have you buzzing for as long as you can. If he could, he’d stay between your legs for hours, giving you what you’ve been missing out on all this time with him.