10 & 32 with Taemin. I am always a slut for Taemin

A/n: Did I proofread this? I don’t even remember.

10. “i want him to hear us. maybe then he’ll get the message.”

32. “please cum inside me, i want to feel it dripping from my pussy.”

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Something about riling up Taemin always got you excited. The way his jaw clenched. How almost every word nearly came out as a growl. How he’d glare at you as if to say ‘Keep it up, I dare you.’.

It especially excited you because you knew just how well he’d make you ‘regret’ your actions.

Especially if there were others around.

Maybe you’d drank a little too much and flirted with Kibum. And maybe danced a bit. And maybe completely ignored the death glares from your clearly non-amused boyfriend as he gripped his bottle to the point that it was slightly shaking.

But he refused to make a scene. As much as he wanted to, he swallowed his anger and prayed that the party would end soon.

And when it did, it didn’t take long for him to drag you into the guest room.

“Aren’t we going home?” You mumbled as he shoved you towards the bed.

“I asked if we could spend the night.” He mumbled back, taking his shoes off before ridding you of yours.

“Why?” Your brows furrowed as your eyes squinted, trying to get your vision to focus on the blob that was progressively getting closer to you.

“So I can do this.” He said before grabbing your face in his hands and pressing his lips to yours.

It didn’t take long for either of your clothes to end up on the floor and for Taemin to have you completely under him, silently begging him to let you cum.

“Hold it.” He grunted. “You’re not cumming first tonight.”

You frowned at the words and looked up at him innocently.

“Please cum inside me.” You pleaded. “I want to feel it dripping from my pussy.”

The groan he let out told you your plan was working and you kept it up.

“Don’t you wanna come for me, baby?” You tried. “Don’t you wanna fill me up with your cum?”

“You’re such a fucking brat,” He hissed. “I know what you’re doing.”

“And it’s working.” You licked your lips as you smiled at him, getting a low growl in response.

“Say my name when you cum.” He groaned and you smiled, knowing you won him over.

“But don’t hold back, I want him to hear us.” He smirked. “Maybe then he’ll get the message.”