#subscoups

Pairing:Choi Seungcheol/S.Coups (Seventeen) x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Contains: Exhibitionism, possessiveness, making out, hand job, creampie, vaginal sex, cunnilingus, hair pulling, dirty talk, cum eating, marking

Word count:3439

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“She’s really nice, isn’t she?” Seungcheol muses with a small smile playing on his lips as you two head towards the exit of the shop.

Before you can stop yourself, you roll your eyes hard at that remark.

“Then go shopping with her if you like her that much,” you scoff, waving carelessly in the direction of the sales clerk.

“Are you mad?” Seungcheol asks, genuinely confused by your words.

Yes, you’re mad. Not at him, of course, you’re mad at yourself. Recently, you can’t help but feel angry every time someone flirts with him, and he flirts back. No matter how many times you try to get yourself together, boringly repeating time after time that he’s not your man to begin with, it hurts even more.

“Yeah, but don’t worry. It’s me, not you,” you sigh, rubbing your forehead with one of your hands.

“Damn, I can’t believe you just sold me that line,” he laughs out loud, shaking his head in disbelief.

You scoff, hearing that remark, but his joyful laugh’s infectious, and you can’t keep a straight face for long. Soon both of you are practically wheezing, holding onto each other for dear life while bend double from laughing.

“See? It’s all better now that we shared some laughs,” he pants out with a wide smile adorning his face, elbowing you teasingly.

“Yeah, sure, if you say so,” you chuckle, still out of breath as you rise your hands in defeat.

The smile never leaves your lips.

“So, where did you say we’re supposed to go now?” Seungcheol asks, throwing his arm over your shoulders.

That’s when it gets you: you’re utterly fucked.

“Lingerie shop,” you inform him calmly, but inside you’re screaming.

To be frank, the jealousy wasn’t the only problem that recently appeared in your relationship with Seungcheol. Even though you two were normally very comfortable around each other, not too long ago you started to feel that going around half-naked when he’s with you isn’t the best idea. Mostly because you simply cannot trust yourself at this point.

“There it is, the lion’s den,” the man in question announces proudly, gesturing towards the shop.

Once again, you can’t help but smile at his silly antics as you gently smack his arm.

“Honestly, why did I even take you with me,” you sigh, shaking your head with a fake disappointed.

“’Cause you like me,” he shrugs with that sweet smile that makes his eyes disappear in an adorable manner.

Does he even know how close to home he has hit? Probably not.

“Whatever you say,” you manage to say as you try your best to fight back the blush that threatens to blossom on your cheeks.

As you stroll between rails filled with racy nightgowns, corsets, and garter belts, you start to absolutely lose your mind. To say that the thoughts that currently flood your brain are dirty would be an understatement of a century. It takes quite a lot of your self-control to not steal glances at him every five seconds as Seungcheol follows a step behind you, looking around totally unbothered.

“It’s good that there’s such a variety of choices but at the same time I’m afraid it might be too many of them to find the one that screams “me”, you know,” you murmur, raking fingers through your hair.

“What about this one?” Seungcheol asks, showing you a set he just took from the shelf.

It’s made solely from a delicate lace, its design elegant yet sensual, while the colour contrasts with your skin tone perfectly. You can already imagine how good you’d look wearing that.

“Damn, you have a good eye, don’t you,” you say, touching the fabric absent-mindedly.

You have to admit: you’re impressed. You can’t even tell for sure if you yourself would find something that matches your vibe better than the set he just handed you.

“Wanna try it out? I took your size already.”

If you weren’t dumbfounded, then definitely you’re now: he knows your size. Such small piece of information, and yet he remembers that about you.

“Thanks,” you manage to say as you take it from him and walk towards the changing rooms.

Only after closing the door behind you, you can sit for a moment and process all this information you’ve just learned.

“Fuck,” you mutter, rubbing your forehead with your hand.

Not to be that person, but your crush really isn’t getting easier to bear the more unexpected things you learn about him. You decide to quickly check if the set fits and end that disaster of a trip before you manage to embarrass yourself more.

Thankfully, its simple design doesn’t force you to take time with putting it on, so you’re done practically in seconds. You can’t help but smirk slightly as you realize that the lace’s definitely see-through: you can clearly see everything that’s supposed to be covered by the fabric.

“Well damn,” you mutter, looking at your reflection.

Not only you look even better than you thought, you also feel good wearing that set. It hugs your body perfectly, emphasizing your silhouette, the contrast between your skin and the colour of the lace brings more attention to those not-exactly-covered parts of your body.

Suddenly, your mind gets flowed with thoughts concerning a man that accompanies you today.

“How is it?” Seungcheol asks from behind the door – speak of the devil.

Even though you prefer to not acknowledge it on a daily basis, you can’t deny that there’s a lot of sexual tension in your friendship, and it’s not only your fault. In fact, it lingered between you two for years now, but neither of you decided to address that. Today, however, for some reason you can’t bring yourself to act like you usually do. Maybe that’s why you say without a second thought:

“Come in and see yourself.”

For a moment nothing happens, and you’re about to take your words back, feeling regretful, when the door suddenly opens and Seungcheol enters the changing room. To your surprise, he doesn’t look as confident as he usually does: his posture’s a little awkward, cheeks visibly flushed, hands shoved deeply into pockets. Not to mention that he doesn’t really look at you, preferring to burn holes in the floor with his stare instead.

“So? What do you think?” you ask, curiosity evident in your voice.

There’s a part of you that’s greedy for his compliments, the one that wants him to rise his stare and see, truly see how you look right now. The same one that wants to see him begging.

“Well, there isn’t much for me to say. You look beautiful as always,” he says with a nervous chuckle as he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.

You didn’t see him acting like that for quite some time, and you have to admit: you like it. In fact, you want to see more of that bashful Seungcheol who doesn’t know what to do with himself. It’s such a contrast to his usual laid-back self.

“You didn’t even take a proper look at me,” you say teasingly, gesturing towards your chest with one of your hands.

It’s only natural for eyes to follow the movement, and it’s exactly what happens right now as he involuntarily looks up. The pretty blush on his cheeks only deepens as he immediately looks away, clearly mad at himself.

“Believe me, I did. You really do look great,” he answers curtly in a hoarse voice.

“I’ll take my leave, so you can change now.”

It takes only two big steps for you to reach him: using the element of surprise, you cage him against the wall, his back hitting the firm surface with a soft thud. Even though you leave some space between your bodies, that proximity is enough for the fabric of his clothes to brush against your uncovered skin. A shiver runs down your spine.

“What–what are you doing?” he stammers out in a strangled voice, placing both of his big hands on your naked shoulders.

For a moment you think that he’s going to push you away, but he doesn’t – he’s just gaping at you wordlessly. His chest’s moving rapidly as he takes quick and shallow breaths, his muscles are visibly tensed: he’s nervous. You quickly ponder over moving away, but then you look into his eyes, and his hungry gaze simply takes your breath away. He looks like he wants to devour you.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, they say.

“Seungcheol,” you say softly as you take his hands off your shoulders and press them against the wall on his sides.

When you take a step forward and press your body into his teasingly, you feel his unmistakably hard cock pressing against your thigh. A shaky breath leaves your lips as you feel a sudden wave of raw desire flow through your body.

“And what do we have here?” you ask in a slightly hoarse voice as you tilt your head to the side.

A choked groan escapes his puffy lips when you gently rub his crotch with your thigh. You don’t have to wait long for his response, as he quickly starts to roll his hips against your leg on his own.

“I–I don’t know,” he murmurs bashfully, looking away but not stopping nor slowing his movements in the slightest.

This contrast between his ashamed tone of voice and his absolutely shameless behaviour absolutely delights you.

“It must be difficult to endure, being trapped in those tight pants like that,” you sigh as if sympathizing with him in this difficult situation.

You place one of your hands on his hip, while the other one lands on his waist. The rhythm of his movements becomes more regular as you steadily guide him with your hands.

“Maybe I should help you out, hmm?” you ask with a smug as your thumb slowly massages his hipbone.

Even though he’s definitely stronger than you and wouldn’t have any problems with turning the situation to his favour, he doesn’t even try. He simply continues to rub his hardening cock against your thigh while you admire the view in front of you: his cheeks are flushed prettily, eyes unfocused, broad chest rising and falling as he takes irregular breaths.

“Is it because of me, honey?” you muse, pressing your lips against his neck, feeling his galloping pulse.

“Yes,” he simply breathes out in the answer.

Your lips move along his skin higher and higher, you reach his jaw and pepper it with kisses before reaching his lips and stopping mere millimetres away from them.

“Do you want me to kiss you, Seungcheol?” you ask lowly, your lips brushing against his as you speak.

“Yes, please,” he simply murmurs in the answer.

Your head is spinning right now as you try to process the situation. It looks almost exactly like one of the fantasies that you like to ponder over when you’re alone in your bedroom.

“How can I say no when you beg so nicely,” you chuckle softly just before pressing your lips against his.

The kiss is gentle at first, but soon your tongue slips into his hot mouth and starts to curiously explore the unknown territory. Seungcheol doesn’t even try to fight with you: he simply enjoys the attention you’re giving him as if he was waiting for it for a long time.

“Fuck, this is so hot,” you pant out between the kisses, feeling his cock growing harder and harder as he rubs himself against your thigh.

When your lips leave his only to come back to his neck, Seungcheol throws his head back to give you a better access. It’s absolutely thrilling to know that this very minute you’re leaving an evidence of your desire for him on his skin for everyone to see.

“You want me to play with you a little, don’t you?” you ask once again, your body’s practically shaking in desire, but you have to be sure that this is what he wants.

Seungcheol looks you straight in the eyes as he takes one of your hands and presses it against his crotch. You’ve never seen his eyes looking as dark as they do right now.

“There’s nothing I want more right now,” he rasps, grinding against your palm.

“Stop moving then,” you command, releasing your hand from his grasp.

Your fingers are shaking slightly as you undo his pants, and slowly push them down his hips along with the underwear. His cock springs out: clearly more than half-hard already, swollen head shining with pre-cum.

“It wouldn’t be fair to let you have all the fun, you know,” you muse, caressing his flushed length with your fingertips before loosely curling your fingers around it.

“I’d rather have you put that pretty cock inside my pussy as fast as possible.”

You can practically feel his dick hardening in your palm.

“You–you should take the panties off then,” Seungcheol rasps, gaping at you with hungry expression.

A shiver of excitement runs down your spine.

“They’re already ruined, love.”

“What I meant is that it’d be better for you to take them off if you still want to have them in one piece.”

A shaky breath leaves your lips as you realize the meaning behind his words.

“Then you should take care of that yourself,” you shrug with a smirk that disappears almost instantly when Seungcheol’s big hands land on your hips.

The fabric slides down your thighs slowly until it reaches your knees, and he lets it fall down by itself. Before you know it, he’s lifting you up and pressing your back flat against the wall. Your legs instinctively wrap around his waist, while your hands land on his broad shoulders.

“Excited, aren’t we,” you chuckle, rising a brow as if amused by his impatient behaviour.

In reality, you’re just as impatient as he is, and Seungcheol realizes that the very moment he touches your folds with the tips of his fingers and finds them dripping with arousal. However, it doesn’t seem to be enough for him: his fingers go straight for your clit.

“Fuck, Seungcheol,” you cry out when he starts to massage the swollen bud in tight circles.

You dig your nails into his clothed shoulders as the pleasurable pressure in your body steadily rises. He touches you delicately, without any rush, knowing that it’s crucial for you to be aroused as much as possible. After all, you don’t have any lube to help yourself with. Knowing that, however, doesn’t make you less impatient.

“Seungcheol, honey, I really appreciate what you’re doing right now, but I need your dick,” you rasp, grabbing his chin, so he has to look you in the eyes.

“Right now.”

He gapes at you in silence for a moment before a soft laugh erupts from his throat.

“Do you even have any idea what you’re doing to me,” he says, moving his hand away from your clit.

“I can barely think when I look at you, and then you say such words like it’s nothing. I don’t think I have ever been this horny.”

“Can relate,” you answer with a wink that makes him chuckle once again.

Seungcheol carefully lines the tip of his cock with your entrance and looks up, seeking you permission to continue. When you nod, he starts to slowly slide in, not stopping before he bottoms out. You take a few shaky breaths as you give your body time to get used to the hard dick that just entered it. It’s definitely on the thicker side, stretching your vagina in that specific painful yet pleasurable way. You already know that combined with the clit stimulation, the penetration will feel like heaven.

“You can move,” you say when you feel that you’re ready.

Seungcheol smiles sweetly, his long eyelashes flutter as he gently retreats and enters you again, trying to find a rhythm to satisfy the both of you. It’s obvious that he enjoys it highly: his face all flushed, eyes closed in pleasure, soft whimpers leaving his puffy lips. Even though he gradually speeds up the tempo of thrusts, it doesn’t take long for you to start demanding from him to speed up.

“Good god,” he groans quietly, snapping his hips into yours faster and faster until the only thing that can be heard in the small room is the slapping of your sweaty skin combined with breathy moans and curses.

Your lips travel down his thick neck, leaving both kisses and hickeys as he fucks you hard and fast, filling your pussy seemingly to its limit. His free hand slips between your bodies, and starts to rub your clit, causing you to throw your head back, in the process hitting the wall behind.

“Shit, are you okay?” he asks immediately, clearly worried about you, even though his eyes are visibly clouded by desire.

You, on the other hand, can’t feel absolutely anything besides the overwhelming pleasure that builds in your body, so you can only nod wordlessly and press a kiss to his lips. He must have prepared you a little too good before because you can already feel your high approaching.

“I’m close,” you pant out, feeling your muscles tightening around his cock.

His grip around your waist tightens, and he hides his face in your hair as he continues to mercilessly pound your pussy. His nimble fingers massage your clit in a fast rhythm that causes your hips to move on their own accord.

“Can I come inside you?” Seungcheol whispers into your ear.

“Yes, fuck, yes,” you answer, grabbing a fistful of his locks.

Your muscles tighten around his length impossibly hard as your eyes roll into your head. You were right: it does feel like heaven when your orgasm hits you, leaving you shuddering from pleasure and barely able to think. Seungcheol follows soon: you can feel his dick throbbing and pulsing inside you as he comes. There are tears in his eyes, and he makes such sweet sounds that you want to fuck him again and again until you can’t move a single muscle in your body.

“That was–,“ he starts but doesn’t finish, seemingly lost for words.

You understand him completely – your legs are still shaking when he carefully puts you back on the ground. Since he already retreated, there’s nothing that could stop his seed from seeping out of you.

“Would you look at that mess,” you sigh, shaking your head as his cum slowly drips down your thighs.

Seungcheol’s on his knees in the blink of an eye, looking up at you for a split second before his tongue starts to lap on the skin of your inner thighs. Just when you’re about to tell him that he doesn’t need to, he throws one of your legs over his shoulder and buries his face between your legs.

“Fuck, Seungcheol,” you gasp, grabbing a handful of his hair as he licks your folds like a starved man.

You’re still not over the orgasm you had barely a moment ago, and you can feel another one approaching already. Your legs are shaking from the overstimulation, but you can’t bring yourself to care – it feels way too good.

“Honestly, you and your bloody talented tongue,” you cry out, clinging your fingers into his hair so hard that he lets out a painful moan.

It takes a lot of self-control to release his locks from your grasp, but you manage to do so somehow. Your legs start to shake once again, and you can feel the wave of pleasure approaching: it hits you even stronger than the previous orgasm, as you’re obviously more sensitive than before.

“Seungcheol,” you practically sob as you come right onto his face.

Clearly he’d like to lick your folds some more, but you’re having none of it: you push his face away almost immediately, trying to recover from the second high of the day. You can’t take any more of that, you’re sure of that.

“Thanks,” you say in a shaky voice as you lean against the wall to regain your balance.

The lower half of his face shines from your juices, and you’re not even surprised when he licks his lips before looking up at you.

“I really like you in this set, you know,” he says with an adorable smile adorning him face.

“Yeah, I can see that,” you chuckle, caressing his tangled hair.

“We should go shopping for some more underwear. If you want to, of course.”

You can’t help but laugh out loud at his not-so-subtle suggestion.

“It’ll be my pleasure.”

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