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Summary : morning sex with hyunjin :)
Word count : 1.6k
Warnings : size kink, praise kink, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), blowjob, fingering
You awoke before Hyunjin did, rubbing your eyes as they adjusted to the yellow light pouring in through the sheer curtains. You stretch your legs and arms over your head, careful not to wake the sleeping boy at your side. His big hand rests lazily on your ribcage, warm against your skin. The thin cotton t-shirt you fell asleep in has ridden far up, leaving your abdomen bare. Hyunjin looks so at peace while he sleeps. Plush pink lips parted and swollen from sleep, the steady rise and fall of his bare chest, the way his blonde hair falls in messy strands on his face and over the pillow. You carefully push the hair away from his face, gently brushing his cheeks with your fingers. The morning sunlight against his sleeping form was truly a heavenly sight. The glow of his pale skin and sharp features, the way his long hair fell like spun gold against the white sheets. The contrast of shadows and light highlighting every ridge of taut muscle on his lean body. He eventually begins to stir, burying his face in your chest to avoid the streaks of sunlight sneaking through the windows. You wrap your arms around his head, tangling your fingers in his hair. Your legs entwine with his thighs underneath the covers, your bare skin hot against each other. His arm snakes underneath you and around your waist, holding you flush to his body. You reveled in the heat of his skin, the warmth and security of his touch.
“Good morning.” You smile, pressing a kiss against his hair.
“Mm. Good morning.” Hyunjin replies, his morning voice deep and gravely.
His head moves back just enough to hike the fabric of your shirt up and over your breasts, allowing him full access to lick and kiss at the warm skin. You hum as his hot tongue connects with your neck, peppering kisses over your face before bringing his lips to yours. His taste is sweet and warm, the kiss a mess of lips and tongue. Your fingers twist in his hair, holding his head in place as you tighten your legs around him. You can feel him hard against your thigh, straining at the soft fabric of his boxers. He expertly flips your bodies, shifting just slightly so that you lay underneath him. Hyunjins thigh presses between your legs, his elbows on either side of your head, caging you in. The gold chain around his neck dangles over your face, swinging back and forth as he settles. He attaches his lips to your neck and you grind your hips lazily against the hard muscle of his thigh, content with the friction it provides. His fingers dance up your ribcage, gripping the fabric of your white shirt.
“Off.” He mumbles, sucking on your collarbone.
You lean back to prop yourself up on your elbows, pulling the shirt over your head and discarding it somewhere on the ground to join the rest of your clothes from last night. He kisses and sucks on your bare chest, leaving faint red marks in their wake. You’re arching your back against his stomach, grinding down on his thigh still resting between your legs. You know he can feel the wetness slowly soaking through your panties, because he starts to drag one of his hands down your body. His fingers graze down past your navel, dipping in between your thighs. You arch your back more, letting out a small whine when he presses two fingers gently where you need him most.
“What do you want?” Hyunjin whispers against your neck, a lazy smile in his voice. “You want my fingers?”
“Yes,” you mumble, “please.”
“Only because you asked so nicely.” He grins.
And then his lips are on yours again and his fingers are rubbing slow circles around your clit. You reach your hands down, underneath the blanket and hook your fingers into the waistband of your panties, tugging them down. You lift your hips off the bed just enough to shimmy out of them and toss them onto the floor.
“So eager.” He coos, fingertips dipping into the wetness between your thighs before resuming their circular motions from before.
“Can’t help it,” You reply breathlessly “your pretty fingers make me feel so good.”
You feel his cock twitch against your thigh at the praise, causing you to inadvertently buck your hips against his fingers. He speeds up his movements when he feels you squeezing his bicep beside your head, whimpers and gentle moans spilling from your lips.
“Just like that baby, don’t stop, don’t stop.” You breathe, eyes screwed shut as the high washes over you.
His fingers stroke you through it carefully, meeting every thrust of your hips as you ride it out. His mouth swallows your moans as your fingers intertwine with his hair. When you finally recover, you’re breathing hard, panting against Hyunjins neck. He chuckles at you.
“Good?” He asks with all the cockiness of a man who already knows the answer.
“Mhm, so good. Always so good.” You reply, reaching down to palm him over his boxers.
He groans in response when you squeeze his length lightly. You roll your bodies so he’s on his back, body illuminated beautifully by the yellow glow filling the room. You hungrily tug at the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down his thighs, allowing him to kick them off. He makes the most delicious sound when you take him in your hand, a deep mix between a groan and a whimper. You stroke him a few times before crawling over his body and settling between his thighs. He sits up, leaning his back against the headboard and watching you attentively. His hands take a harsh hold on your hair when you take him in your mouth, licking a long hot stripe along his length. He lets out a string of strangled noises and sleepy curse words as you bob your head up and down. It’s messy and wet, spit dripping from your mouth and over your hands curled around the base. You choke slightly when he bucks his hips, unable to even come close to taking him fully in your mouth.
“Stop, stop baby, stop,” he mumbles breathily “gonna cum.”
You pull your mouth off of him slowly, climbing back up his body so that you're straddling him, your core floating above his hips. You push slightly on the base of his cock, allowing yourself to sink down onto him slowly. You both groan as he bottoms out. It’s you who starts to move first, grabbing hold of the headboard behind him to steady yourself. His hands find your waist, hips meeting your every thrust, his cock hitting that spot deep inside your core that forms knots in your belly. Your free hand tangles in his hair as he presses sloppy kisses to your breasts. Your hips slip slightly, pressing him deeper into you, causing you whimper at the sharp pain.
“Are you okay, did I hurt you?” Hyunjin freezes, his wide eyes staring up at you.
“No, no I’m fine.” You assure him “you’re too big, goes too deep sometimes.” You add, grinning playfully.
Hyunjin blushes at the compliment, but you know how much he likes the praise, how crazy it drives him when you can’t fit him fully in your mouth or you grimace slightly because he hits too deep. He knows size doesn’t really matter but he also knows that you like how big he is. The way his hands can almost encircle your waist completely, the way he towers over you when you’re standing, the way his clothes are so big on you that you’re practically swimming in the fabric.
You ride him like this for a little longer, before your legs start to get tired and your movements grow sloppy.
Hyunjin chuckles, amused. “Cmon baby, you’re tired. Let me get on top.”
You don’t protest as he flips your bodies over, settling between your thighs. His hand wraps around the base of his cock as he aligns it with your entrance, easing in slowly. You whine when he starts to move faster, your bodies fitting together like pieces of a puzzle. Your nails scratch gently at the skin of his back, moaning as he hits the same spot over and over.
“Touch yourself.” He grumbles, sitting back on his heels as he continues to thrust into you.
He presses his big palm flat on your lower belly, feeling the faint outline of his cock from the outside. You smile, knowing this drives him absolutely wild. Your hand slides between your bodies, fingers rubbing circles around your clit.
A moan slides from your lips, overwhelmed by all the feelings. Hyunjin so deep inside of you, hands roaming your body. His smell, his warmth, his taste, his moans.
“Am I making you feel good?” He half whispers half whines, craving the validation.
“Yes, yes Hyunjin.” You whimper, “feels so good.”
His thrusts start to grow sloppy and erratic, and you can tell he’s close. You rub your fingers faster, heat coiling in your belly. Your back arches against him, pressing your chests together.
“Gonna cum.” He whispers, his head dropping to rest on your shoulder.
“Please.” You whine, feeling your high wash over you for the second time.
He curses under his breath, pulling out and stroking himself to completion. He gasps, abs tightening as he comes over your belly and thighs, the sticky white liquid coating your skin. He’s breathing hard as he collapses on the bed next to you, pressing kisses against your hair.
“Let me get you cleaned up.” He smiles, standing up to find a towel.