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kinktober — day 8 | thigh riding

roommates • [jung wooseok]

are we lovers or roommates now ?

pairing: jung wooseok x fem!reader genre: smut, roommates!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which your roommate wooseok admits he knows about your feelings for him and you get to enjoy his thighs word count: 882 warnings: thigh riding, reader has a crush on him

omg, they were roommates :O

Slamming his pen on the table, Wooseok let out an exhausted sigh. He rubbed his tired-looking eyes, yawning as he rested his face in his hands.

»Done.«

You smiled at his remark, gently stroking his hair as you mumbled a soft »Good job.«

His lips curled up in a sleepy grin when he took your hand in his, kissing your knuckles and nodding towards your essay. He was so gentle with you, even though he was nothing else than your roommate. You lived together with another real couple, everyone believing their influence would help you confess to each other at some point.

Still, you didn’t think he felt the way you did. He was so out of your league it was embarrassing to even like him in that way, you told yourself.

»Last sentence«, you finally replied after a good minute of silence. It had been about three hours since the both of you started working on your homework and neither of you were very concentrated to begin with.

But teamwork did make the dream work and either of you finished before the other roomies came home, more than enough time left to do whatever you wanted before the cutesy-couple-in-the-room type of atmosphere killed the whole mood.

Wooseok stroked a strand of hair behind your ear and rested his chin on your shoulder without putting too much weight on it.

»I‘ll go take a shower.«

You nodded and went back to writing the conclusion of your essay, your smirk totally resembling the one of a teenage girl in love. As if you behaved much different, you thought. Always smiling when he‘s around you, and as soon as he left you felt your heart grow heavy, even when he was just in the bathroom.

The sound of the droplets falling from the faucet and hitting the ground of the shower brought you back to reality.

Scribbling down whatever came to your mind, you finished off your work before letting out a deep sigh and stretching your body, knees cracking when you got up from the dining room chair.

You silently laughed to yourself, opening your ponytail and shaking your head before you gently massaged your scalp with your fingertips.

When you sat down on the sofa, Wooseok‘s tall figure was a mere silhouette in the dark corridor that connected the living room with the bathroom. But now that he was towering in the doorframe, your gaze moved from the lit TV screen to his body, examining him inch by inch as you let your eyes wander from his wet hair sticking to his forehead over his collarbones and chest muscles before it lingered on his chiseled abs and followed the curve of his V-line.

Your imagination dove underneath the band of his sweatpants, the print of his girth in the front feeding your curiosity of how big he must really be.

»Like what you see?«

You almost jumped at his sudden remark, eyes widening in shock as you realized how stupid you must have looked staring at him like that. Unable to reply, you tried catching your breath as he sat down next to you on the sofa, one of his hands gently cupping your face.

»I know what you feel for me«, he whispered and gently pecked your lips. »But you need to tell me what that look was supposed to mean.«

You took a deep breath, moving a hand to his thigh to push yourself up and leave the uncomfortable atmosphere but as soon as you tightened your grip on his leg, you stilled and turned your eyes to look at him.

»I wanna ride your thighs.«

Wooseok chuckled, a lump forming in your throat as he reached out his arms to slide his hands underneath your skirt, hiking it up and pulling down your panties. You stepped out of them, spreading your legs as you slipped onto his lap and rested your forehead against his shoulder.

»Don’t be embarrassed, sweetheart«, he said and stroked your back. You could feel his muscles tense at your juice leaking onto his skin when you started rocking your hips against his and let out a silent moan, eyes screwed shut at how good he felt against your pussy.

His hands soon found their spot on your waist, guiding you and helping you keep the pace all while he rested his chin on your head.

Soft praises escaped him as he repeatedly told you how good you were doing and how pretty you looked, yet all you could reply were moans and whimpers, occasionally letting curses of his name slip through your grit teeth.

The gentle burn the friction brought you made you quiver, a wave of bliss shaking your body as Wooseok tensed the muscles in his thigh again and you rolled your pulsing clit over it.

You almost screamed his name, dissolving into pleasure as you climaxed, your essence dripping down his thigh when you stilled your movements, heavily panting as you let out a deep sigh.

»You did so well«, he purred, placing another kiss on your sweaty forehead as he helped you up from the sofa, letting you wrap your legs around his waist.

»Let’s get you cleaned up, before they come home, love.«

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this got softer than i imagined lmao, hope u like it wooseok anon

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