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Morning Problem

Pairing: Choi Youngjae x Reader (female)

Request: Can you write a smut where you are sleeping and Youngjae (GOT7) starts caressing your body then kisses and nips at your body to wake you up before he goes down on you

Word Count: 1.6k

Genre: Smut

Rating: (M) for language and explicit sex

His eyes fluttered open, except he felt the slightest discomfort. He was supposed to wake up relaxed but instead, he could not get the throbbing tenseness in his pants. He looked over to the side of the bed where you lay, you looked so peaceful. It would be inhumane to disturb you from your sleep.

But he also wanted to make you feel good, it crossed his mind, would you be mad if he woke you up so suddenly to satisfy his own needs? But he also thought, how could you be mad if he were to please you?

Youngjae gulped, sitting on his elbows while gently running the tips of his fingers across your arm gently. You shuffled just a tiny bit, just enough for you to be splayed out on your back. He saw an opportunity to wake you up. He softly pecked your lips, while moving downwards to your neck. His right-hand finds their way to grope your breast, caressing your sensitive bud and he proceeded to leave marks on your chest.

You were awake, glancing down at him as he sucked on your skin. Your hand found it’s way into his hair, he was so beautiful while doing something so sinful.

“Good morning baby” You whispered while playing with the strands of hair.

“I had a problem” He looked up and made eye contact with you, leaning closer to give your plump lips a kiss. His tongue rolled against yours, his hand finding it’s way around the back of your neck. You made the impulsive decision to reach your hand down and caress the dent in his boxers. He was quick to grab your wrist and shake his head.

“I want to make you feel good” He pecked your knuckles, advancing to your lips and giving you a seductive look as he went under the sheets and made his face even to your clothed core.

He softly ran the top of his finger against the fabric, deciding to tease you just a little more to see how wet you were for him. He caressed your thighs, leaving sweet kisses close to your core. You quietly whined, he took that as the cue to finally give you what you wanted.

Youngjae grabbed the bands of your panties, gently sliding them off your legs and throwing them somewhere under the covers. He blew air against your core, he was barely able to see your pinkness due to it still being dark outside, but he knew you were extremely wet from the way your hips bucked at his blow.

He carefully massaged your clit before giving your sex one long lick upwards. You whined trying to conceal your moans, your hands almost entangled into his scalp, but instead, Youngjae made his hands visible to her, locking fingers as he began to work his tongue.

His tongue dipped in and out of you, but what worked you up the most was how he gently, but harshly poked at your sensitive bud. He would suck your folds, and pull away suddenly, then swirl the top of his tongue against your clit.

He groaned as the problem in his boxers was only growing, and becoming more painful. He let go of your hands, gliding one finger against your lips, and pushing one digit in. He held down your hips while his finger fucked in and out of you, his tongue taking care of your clit.

It was he stuck in a second finger that you began to grow that uneasy feeling in your stomach. Your moans were motivating him to keep up the pace but also overwhelming his cock as it was throbbing, and most likely leaking of precum.

Youngjae was now furiously moving his fingers in and out of you, hitting your g spot as you gripped the sheets beneath you.

“Youngjae, I'm close” You used everything in you to speak without screaming, his hand movements abruptly stopped, he came out from under the covers and slid his own boxers down around his ankles. He gave his cock a good long pump before lining himself up with your entrance. You gasped as he slid in effortlessly, your juices coating his length as he let you adjust to him. 

“Please Y/N, can I move?” He whined, grunting as he held himself back from completely fucking you senseless.

You nodded, holding onto his shoulders as he gripped your hips and worked up a consistent pace. He wanted the two of you to come together, and he was extremely close by how much his cock was aching for your touch. He moaned, feeling your walls clench around. You looked so hot underneath him, he removed the hands he used to finger you from your hips, letting you get a taste by gently sticking his digits in your mouth. He leaned closer to you to kiss you, letting you taste yourself better from his mouth.

“I’m close, please hold on” He begged of you. You were about to come yourself, digging your fingers into his arm, letting him know it was okay.

His hand reached down in between your two bodies, violently massaging your clit with his thumb. His ecstasy was getting the best of him, you knew your own orgasm was going to hit you like a train. His movements became more sloppy and harsh. You gripped onto him for dear life.

“Y/N,” He swallowed, “One...two...thr-” Youngjae barely managed to complete his countdown before giving one last thrust, spilling his seed all over your walls. Your orgasm ripped right through you, you shuddered underneath him, your surroundings were white for several seconds.

He collapsed onto your chest, resting his head between your neck, not coming out of you just yet. Sweat was dripping from the strands of his hair, running down the side of his face. He used his already weak arms to lift himself up to get a good look at you. You were just coming back to reality. He noticed how tired you looked, and were ready to go back to sleep.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I couldn’t control myself” He apologized, You took this opportunity to kiss his lips, caressing his cheeks and nodding to let him know it was okay.

“Do you feel better?” You questioned him, you were still panting and calming down from your high.

“Much better” He chuckled, “I love you” He finally pulled out of you, he couldn’t imagine the mess he would have to clean up later. He laid his arm against your abdomen, all he wanted to do with you was go back to sleep and not worry about changing the bed later.