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Our Dirty Little Secret
Part 2 to my fic Dirty Little Secret, check out part 1 is you haven’t already. Thank you for reading <3
☆Genre: Smut 18+ MDNI
☆Pairing: sex worker!Mingi x fem!reader
☆Word Count: 6.9k
☆Warnings: Mingi is a bit submissive in this, unprotected sex, recording while having sex, praise, sending nudes, hand job, fwb, mention of porn (lmk if I missed anything)
☆Summary: After finding out about your best friend Mingi’s secret porn account, you grew to accept his decision in his line of work. You actually start to feel very curious about it yourself, and Mingi is more than happy to fulfill your curiosity.
☆a/n: This took so long and I don’t really like it that much but I hope you do lol :,)
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You throw your head back laughing, holding your stomach after your friend said something to make you laugh. You were sitting in a small cafe, matcha in hand, while you chatted with your friend from work.
“I’m serious, it fell and spilled all over me,” he says, taking a sip of his latte.
“San, you’re such a clutz. How many times has that happened now?”
“Three,” he says quietly, and you laugh harder.
”Is Mingi coming or what?” San says, rolling his eyes at you.
"Yes, I’m sure he is.”
You hear a ping come from your phone; oh, that must be Mingi. You pick it up and open the message without a second thought, not realizing it was an image he sent.
Loser (Mingi): Should I post this? :))
(attached image)
You choke on your drink, staring at the photo of Mingi holding his hard dick in his hand. San looked at you confused, and you try to compose yourself, trying not to act like a fool in front of your coworker.
“What?” He asks.
“Um… he’s uh stuck in traffic.”
"Bro, you scared me; you’re acting like you saw something you shouldn’t have.”
You felt your ears heat up. Damn Mingi, he did this on purpose. Ever since that night at his house, he started to send you nude videos and pictures of himself; you loved it at first. But then he started doing it to tease you, sending stuff when you were at work or in times when he knew you couldn’t be alone to touch yourself. He’s a menace, that damn Mingi.
You set your drink down to text Mingi back.
You: WHAT THE HECK?!?
Loser (Mingi): what?
You: YOU KNOW IM WITH SAN RIGHT NOW, YOU CANT JUST RANDOMLY SEND ME YOUR DICK LIKE THAT!!
Loser (Mingi): Aww, you don’t like my dick anymore? :(
You internally palm your forehead. In this moment, you thank whatever god there is that you can pull off a pretty good poker face. You glance at San before looking back at your phone, thumbs dancing against the keyboard as you typed back at Mingi.
You: Shut up, where are you? Me and San are waiting.
Loser (Mingi): I’m coming. I’m coming. No need to get your panties in a twist.
You roll your eyes, setting your phone down to look back at San, who was waiting patiently to have your attention back on him.
“He’s on his way,” you huff.
“Great. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him.”
San smiles softly, showing off his dimples, and he takes another sip of his latte. You hear another ding from your phone, and you glance down at the screen in your lap.
Loser (Mingi): So you don’t like the photo? </3
You: Of course I like it. Now hurry up and get over here.
Mingi smiles down at the phone after reading your response. He turns off the car, stepping out and walking toward the door of the cafe. He can see you and San through the window; he was there the whole time watching. He just wanted to see your reaction to his teasing, that little prick.
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You, San, and Mingi all caught up with each other, updating one another about your lives, telling stories, and cracking jokes. It was now getting darker, the sun started to set, and the cafe became emptier. You check the time on your phone before speaking.
"Oh, they’re going to close soon. We should probably head out.”
San checks the time as well, looking down at his watch and letting out a sigh. He looked up, glancing at you and Mingi, who sat together in front of him.
“Yeah, I should probably head home now. I have to study for my upcoming exam.”
You all agree to end the night here, getting up out of your seats and picking up your trash. Mingi takes your empty cup and drapes your jacket over his shoulder.
“That’s alright, man. Good luck on your exam.”
“Thanks Mingi.”
Mingi and San shake hands, patting each other back. You pull San in for a hug, and Mingi tries to ignore the small pang of jealousy he felt when he noticed San’s arms wrapping around your waist.
"Bye, Sannie; see you next time.”
“Oh, did you need a ride back home?”
You pull away from the hug, and Mingi steps in, wrapping his arm over your shoulder.
“It’s okay, I can take her.”
San glances at the two of you, smiling softly. There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, but he shrugged it off and waved goodbye.
“Alright, well, I’ll get going. Good night.”
You and Mingi both wish him a good night and watch him walk off. Once San was out of sight, you pulled yourself from Mingi’s hold. You look up at him with an annoyed face, causing Mingi to put his hands up in defense.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I told you to stop sending those things to me when I’m out in public.”
You playfully smack his chest, making Mingi chuckle quietly. You turn on your heels, walking out the cafe and toward Mingi’s car in the parking lot.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He follows behind you, catching up fairly easily due to his long legs. He beats you to the passenger seat, opening the car door for you. You huff, climbing in and sitting back with your arms crossed. Mingi couldn’t help the sly smirk plastered on his face as he walks around the car and climbs in the driver seat.
“Wipe that smug look off your face.”
“Or what?”
Mingi leans closer, glancing at your lips, then back at your eyes. He looked so pretty under the dim lighting. You fight every urge to smash your lips against his, but you didn’t give him that satisfactory.
Instead, you turned your head, looking out the window. Mingi frowned a bit when you didn’t give him what he wanted. He turned the car on, faint music playing quietly in the background.
“Don’t give me that treatment. You loved the photo; I know you did.”
He drove out of the parking lot, and you watched the darkened trees pass by. You scoffed at his words, not bothering to look back at his face. Obviously you liked the photo; you couldn’t stop thinking about it the whole time you were out. You caught yourself staring at Mingi a little longer than you should have, admiring his pretty lips and hands (and all the things they can do to you).
Your silence only makes Mingi smirk wider, already knowing what’s on your mind. He glanced at you for a second, then back on the road, one of his hands reached down to grip your thigh.
“Aw, don’t be mad at me, baby. I noticed how you were staring at me back at the cafe.”
Your body tensed, and the feeling of his large hand grabbing the flesh of your thigh made you feel a stir at the pit of your stomach. Of all days, why did you decide today was the day to wear a dress? He gripped your thigh, massaging it in his hand, running his fingers higher up under your dress.
“You look so pretty in this dress. It took every ounce in me not to rip it off and pound you in front of San.”
Images of Mingi’s words flashed in your head, causing your breath to grow more shallow. You subconsciously pressed your thighs together; that didn’t go unnoticed by Mingi. He let out a low chuckle, squeezing your thigh harder. God, you hated how easily he can rile you up. He knew exactly what he was doing; his ego was seriously too big for his own good.
You take his hand and guide it back to the steering wheel. Mingi cocked his brow up, feeling a sense of amusement when you play hard to get.
“Two hands on the wheel, Mingi.” You teased.
“Fine, but later tonight I’ll have two hands on you.”
After a few minutes of shooting each other glances and bantering with a bit of flirting, you finally arrive at your place. You reach for your belongings, but Mingi already grabbed them for you, your jacket and purse in his hand as he steps out of the car. You rolled your eyes at him and watched as he ran around the car to open the door for you.
“I’m perfectly capable of opening the door,” you snickered.
“Hey, let me be the gentleman I am.”
“You just want pussy.”
Mingi fights back a little; he wasn’t expecting you to say something so straightforward. He closed the door, feeling heat creep up on his cheeks. Thank God it was dark out so you couldn’t see him blush.
“That’s not...” he says quietly.
He was brought back to his senses when you walked past him. There was a sly smirk on your face; shy Mingi was always so cute; you just don’t get to see it often. Mingi catches up to you when you stop at the front door, keys jingling as you turn the lock.
You both step in, placing your belongings down and slipping off your shoes. Almost immediately, you felt Mingi’s hands on your waist, pulling you close to him. You let out a small yelp, smiling up at Mingi, who towered over your figure.
“Hey, let me breathe first. I just got home,” you chuckle.
“Can’t wait.”
He leans down to place kisses on your neck. You couldn’t help but chuckle at his eagerness, and you push him away slightly. He shoots you a small pout when you reject him, and you coo internally at his expression, reaching up to pinch his cheek.
“Down boy,” you joke.
Mingi reluctantly pulls his arms off you with a huff. He walks over to the couch and plops down on it, sulking like a puppy who just got scolded. You laugh at his behavior, walking to him and cupping his jaw.
“I’m going to go shower, then you can have all my attention.”
His head perks up at your words, and a smirk widens on his face.
“Can I join?”
“No Mingi. Just be good and wait okay.”
His body slumps at your words. A strange feeling crashed over him when you told him to be good; he had no choice but to give in.
“Don’t keep me waiting too long then.”
“I’ll be quick; don’t worry.”
You ruffle his hair before walking away, swaying your hips more than usual. Mingi watched you intently, admiring your figure. Once you were out of sight, he let out a sigh, falling back on the couch.
“Damn tease,” he whispered to himself.
He picked up his phone in an attempt to find some kind of entertainment. He opened the Twitter app and was immediately met with porn videos. He forgot to switch back to his regular account again; he really needed to get out of that habit. He looked through his DM's and noticed an unopened message from the buyer of the video you helped Mingi film. He smiled at the message after reading it.
“This was hotttt😍 correct me if I’m wrong, but it looks like someone helped you film this?? If that’s the case, I think you should film more with them; I’m sure others would love to see it (I know I will).💋”
Film more with them? Mingi likes the sound of that. He’s always fantasized about recording you while you both fucked, maybe even posting it if you allowed it. But he was always too nervous to ask, afraid that might scare you away.
After a few minutes, you finally get out of the shower. When you walked back in the living room now wearing sleep shorts and a black spaghetti strap top, Mingi (unashamedly) checked you out. He couldn’t help the smirk that grew on his face when he saw you.
“I’m back, did you miss me?”
“Yes, very much,” he says without taking his eyes off your hips.
You walk past Mingi, sitting on the couch next to him while his eyes stayed glued to you the whole time. You kick your feet up on the couch, getting comfortable and trying to ignore Mingi’s hard gaze. You reach forward to grab the remote and turn the TV on.
“You know you never answered my question from earlier,” Mingi said.
“What question?”
“If I should post the picture or not.”
You think back at the nude. Mingi sent you when you were out with San. You glared at him, crossing your arms in front of your chest.
“Oh my bad for not answering when you sent me a dick picture in public.”
Mingi smiled, feeling pleased with himself. He leans back, hands resting behind his head.
“You’re not giving me feedback.”
You roll your eyes at him, fighting back a smile. God, you wanted to shove him down on the couch and sit on his face; that way he wouldn’t be able to give you that smug look.
"Yes, post it. it’s really hot.”
You turn back to the TV, scrolling through to pick something to watch. Mingi’s smirk widens; he looks down at you, admiring your pretty thighs.
“Hot? Did it turn you on?”
He reached down, grazing the soft, supple skin. You allowed Mingi to touch you, still scrolling the TV and failing to find something to watch. You give up, setting the remote down and turning to Mingi.
“What are you going to do if I say yes?”
He leans in closer, hiding his face in your neck as he takes in your scent. He always loved the smell of your body wash; it drove him crazy. He grazed his teeth against your earlobe, sucking it gently.
“Whatever you want me to do,” he whispers.
You giggle softly, pulling his face up to place a soft kiss on his lips. Ever since you and Mingi slept together that one night, you both have been thirsty for each other every second of the day. Don’t get it twisted, you were the same friends you were before… just friends that flirt...and kiss... and fuck. (That’s normal though, right? Haha…)
You told yourself you wouldn’t think much of it and just go with the flow. You and Mingi both kind of agreed to do that. Neither of you wanted to possibly make each other uncomfortable, so you guys just let things happen without looking into it too deeply.
Mingi hummed in the kiss, moving his hand up to grip your waist. He pulls you closer, the kiss deepening and becoming more passionate. You push him away when you feel Mingi try to pull you on his lap, leaving him wanting more. His eyes flutter open, letting out a small sigh.
“So how is your porn stuff going?”
You stay close to Mingi, resting your head on your hand while studying his features. Mingi leans back on the couch, though his hands never leave your body. He pushed his hair back, trying to control the rapid beating of his heart before speaking.
“It’s pretty good. Honestly, I’ve been getting more recognition recently.”
“Oh yeah? That’s great.”
You gently nudge Mingi’s shoulder, proud to hear the good news.
“I’m not surprised; your videos are so hot, and I’m not just saying that because I’m your friend.”
Mingi smirked at your words, his arm wrapping around your shoulder and playing with a lock of your hair.
“Yeah? Which video have you been touching yourself too?”
You shoot him a playful glare, making Mingi laugh to himself.
“Don’t make me take back my compliment.”
“I’m just messing with you. I hope you know your opinion is very valid to me.”
You couldn’t help but smile at his words. You fiddle with the necklace resting around Mingi’s neck before replying.
“I really like the video of you humping the pillow.”
Mingi bites his lip; the thought of you touching yourself to his videos makes his stomach churn. He honestly fantasizes about it a lot; he always comes the fastest when thinking about it.
“Really? Well, I’ll make sure to film more of those.”
You roll your eyes, leaning closer and resting your head on Mingi’s shoulder. He runs his fingers through your hair, pushing the strands behind your ear.
“Do other people hit you up asking to “collaborate” or whatever? I don’t know what you call it.”
Mingi chuckles, shaking his head.
“I mean, yeah, there are a few mutuals of mine who DM me. But I don’t like the thought of fucking just anyone. I don’t care if other people do it because it is for work, but I don’t know... I prefer to do it with people I care about. Like you.”
You felt your heart flutter at his words. A strange wave of relief courses through your body at his response. You decide to brush off the feeling, looking up at Mingi and poking his chest.
"Awww, you care about me.”
“Of course I do you idiot.”
Mingi smiles, resting his cheek on top of your head. You hum, feeling a sense of warmth at his actions and mindlessly drawing shapes on his chest. Mingi suddenly remembered something he wanted to show you, then pulls away a bit as he speaks up.
“Oh, look at this message I got.”
He pulls out his phone, showing you the message from the buyer. You smile, raising your brows while reading it.
“Film more with me? What an interesting request.”
"Yeah, right,” he chuckled nervously.
“I’m glad they liked it. I’ve watched the video myself, and it was so hot. Even though I’m the one in it, it’s hot knowing that you’re holding the camera.”
He shoved his phone back in his pocket after you handed it to him. You weren’t going to lie; you have previously thought about what it would be like to be in one of Mingi’s videos. Of course you never mentioned it to him; you were just nervous. But the more you scrolled through Mingi’s and other people’s accounts, your curiosity grew stronger. Maybe this was a sign?
Mingi noticed the way you started to get lost in thought. He leaned down, curiously trying to meet your gaze.
“What are you thinking about?”
You snapped your attention back at Mingi. You stared into his brown eyes; in this moment, you decided to speak up. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen?
“Just thinking… I wouldn’t be opposed to the idea.”
Mingi raised his brows, his eyes widening a bit. He shifted in his seat, moving his body to fully face yours.
“Wait really? Like, you want to film with me?”
Mingi felt his heart racing in his chest, and you smiled at how excited he looked. If he had a tail, it would be wagging like crazy right now. You nod your head, placing your hand on top of Mingi’s.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind. It sounds… fun.”
Mingi breaks into a huge smile, pulling you in for a hug. You laugh at his reaction; he’s acting as if he won a prize. But to Mingi, that’s exactly what it felt like.
“Okay! When? Where? What do you want to do?”
“Mingi, calm.”
You couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction. He shut his mouth in a closed lip smile, showing off his cute dimples. You couldn’t help yourself when you reached up to poke his cheek.
“We can do it whenever. Today even, if you don’t mind.”
"Oh, I don’t mind at all.”
You felt a strange wave of relief wash over your body. You didn’t notice how anxious you were feeling till you heard Mingi’s encouragement. He stands up off the couch, reaching his hand out for you to grab. You looked at him with a questioning expression, warily taking his hand in yours.
“What are you doing?”
He pulled you up off the couch, leading you through the house.
“We’re going to your room.”
He smiles wide, prancing through the hall and into your bedroom. You shake your head at him, finding his excitement endearing. He pushed the door open, leading you in and sitting down on the edge of the bed.
He looked up at you, eyes sparking with eagerness. You step in between his legs, running your hand through his hair. You feel Mingi wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you closer.
“Someone is eager,” you tease.
“You can’t blame me; do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about fucking you for content?”
You cock your head to the side, cupping his jaw and holding his face still. The act was weirdly dominant, Mingi likey. You raise a brow to give him a questioning glance.
“Just for content?”
Mingi’s breath hitched at your change of tone, his mouth opening and closing like a fish trying to find words.
“Well, of course, not just for content. What I meant was... you know what I mean,” he whined.
You giggle, leaning down to kiss his lips.
“I’m just messing with you, Mingi.”
He felt his heart swell at your soft touch. He couldn’t help but get lost in your eyes; you just looked so pretty. He wanted you to keep kissing him; he needed to taste more of your lips.
“Alright, I think you’ve been waiting long enough. Let’s get started.” You chimed.
Mingi nods eagerly, smirking wide.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
He pulls you down, causing you to let out a surprise squeal, then giggle as you settle yourself on his lap. You straddle his thighs, wrapping your arms around his neck as he smashes his lips on yours. You both kiss each other hungrily, his hands on your waist as you grip at his hair.
You hear him groan in the kiss when you pull at the strands; god, you loved that sound. You couldn’t help yourself when you did it again, only harder this time. Mingi let out a moan, the sound shooting straight to your core.
You pulled his shirt, tugging the hem as a silent way of saying you wanted it off. Mingi chuckled at your actions, knowing exactly what you wanted. He pulled away for a second so he could pull his shirt off in one swift motion.
With no time to waste, he was back on you, pressing hot kisses down your neck. You let out a sigh, basking in the feeling of his lips, and guided your hands down his bare chest. He continued to lick and suck at your skin, making you let out small moans.
“Baby, let’s lay down on the bed,” you breathed out.
Mingi nodded, reluctantly pulling himself off you and giving you one last kiss on the lips. Mingi moved up on the bed, and you followed closely behind. Crawling back on top of his body, smiling prettily down at him. His hands instinctively rest on your waist when you straddle him.
“Can I have your phone?”
“Yeah, yes,” he breathed out.
Mingi pulled his phone out of his pocket, handing it to you. You grabbed it, leaning down to kiss his lips. He entangled his hand in your hair, moaning softly when you trailed kisses down his neck. You looked up at him through your lashes when you moved further down. You pressed warm kisses down his bare chest to his stomach, slowly licking back up.
“Fuck, I need you so bad,” he moaned breathlessly.
You chuckled, sitting up and pulling at the buckle of his pants.
“You’ll have me, baby, don’t worry.”
Mingi’s hands fumbled to help you unbuckle his pants. He pulls them down for you and throws them on the floor. You turn on his phone, opening the camera app.
“Mmm, look at you,” you say.
Mingi lay there, breath-grown, labored, and dick hard in his boxers. You can see a slight wet patch on the front. Holy fuck, you were going to devour this man.
Mingi’s dick twitched in his boxer briefs when he saw you point the camera at him. He heard the ding on the phone, your eyes fixated on Mingi’s pretty body through the screen. You reached down, your finger lightly grazing the bulge in his underwear. Mingi’s hips buck up slightly, and shiver runs down his spine.
“Look at you, such a pretty boy.”
Your voice took a tone Mingi never really heard before. It was soft yet dark; he wanted to hear more. He chuckles softly at your words, feeling a wave of desire crash over him at your praise. You run your hand up his body, making sure everything was in frame.
“I’m pretty?” Mingi asks in a dark, seductive tone.
You nod, humming in agreement. You slowly trace your finger down his torso, almost as though you were teasing both Mingi and the viewer. You hook your finger on the waistband of his boxers, tugging it at an agonizingly slow pace.
Mingi huffed at your teasing hands. He knew you were putting on a show for the video, but he couldn’t help but feel a bit impatient. You felt him squirm slightly and chuckled at his behavior.
“Needy aren’t you?”
“Yes,” Mingi says softly, with a hint of a whine.
The sound shot straight to your core, turning the ache in your pants into a throb. God, you needed to hear Mingi whine; you needed to hear him beg. Finally, you pulled the underwear all the way down; his hard length springs up. You giggle softly, cooing at the sight.
You don’t know what came over you, but you couldn’t help but want to tease Mingi. Although Mingi didn’t seem to mind much. His dick twitch at your condescending tone, making his face flush in embarrassment.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll take care of you.”
You grasp his length, letting a wad of spit fall down onto the tip. Slowly, you envelope his dick in your hand, pumping him up and down. Mingi moans softly, watching the way you held the phone close to your face as you recorded yourself jerking him off. The whole scene was so hot, Mingi couldn’t help but feel turned on by the thought of you recording him in such a vulnerable state.
The wet noises of your hand moving up and down on his dick filled the room. You moved your hand faster, watching Mingi’s expression this time. He was already looking at you, and you smiled at him. He whimpered when you locked eyes, his brows furrowing as a small pout threatened to grow on his lips.
He reached down to grip your thigh, needing to feel you in any way he could. Subconsciously, Mingi started to slowly buck his hand up into your fist. You hum at the sight, biting your lip.
“You’re such a needy boy. You want more?”
“Yes,” Mingi whimpered.
“Yes what?”
Mingi threw his head back against the pillow, shutting his eyes closed as he felt his face grow hot. He knew what you were asking from him, but he was too shy to say it. You gripped his length tighter, stopping the movement of your hand.
Mingi whimpers loudly at the pain, body jerking and dick twitching with pleasure.
“Yes, what?” You asked again, this time in a darker tone.
“Yes please. Please, I need more,” he whined, covering his face in embarrassment.
You smiled wide at him, loosening the grip on his cock and jerking him faster.
“That’s a good boy.”
Mingi moans at your praise, hips bucking up faster than before and dick twitching excitedly. You watched, feeling slightly surprised by his reaction.
“Oh? Does the big boy like to get praised?”
“Yesss,” Mingi whines.
He gripped your thigh harder, continuing to fuck up into your hand. It was all so embarrassing yet so hot to him. Having you toy with him while you recorded. He felt like he was under your control, and fuck he loved it more than he ever thought he would.
“Thats right, baby, fuck my hand.”
You completely still the movement of your fist, encouraging Mingi to continue to thrust into your hand. He does just that, bouncing up and down on the bed as he fucked your fist. He continued to let out whimpers and whines, feeling both ashamed and aroused by how pathetic he looked.
You hummed in delight, making sure you got the best angle of Mingi fucking himself. You moaned softly when you saw a drip of pre-cum ooze out the tip. You pulled your hand off, making Mingi whine desperately, his hips still fucking the air looking for friction.
You giggle softly, watching the way his dick bounced pathetically. Your fingers find their way on his slit, pulling away and watching a string of pre-cum connect to your finger and his tip.
“So wet, baby.”
You move the camera closer to his length, showing off the pretty cum dripping down his cock.
“It’s all for you,” he says quietly.
That was your breaking point. You needed Mingi; you couldn’t wait any longer. Your pussy throbbed so much, and you felt your slick stick to the fabric of your shorts. You stopped the recording, setting the phone on the mattress and leaning down to kiss Mingi. He pushed away slightly, looking at you confused.
“Why’d you stop recording?” He breathed out.
“I can’t take it. I need to fuck you, Mingi.”
Mingi whimpered, pulling you down by the nape of your neck to smash your lips together. Your tongues danced against each other, yours exploring his mouth as he lay limp and let you use him however you like.
“Oh god, yes, please do,” he whined.
You chuckled, pulling away to rip your shirt off. Your beautiful breast was on display for Mingi; he was mesmerized by the sight. He reached up and squeezed them; you smiled at the way his large palms enveloped your breast.
“You’re so sexy.”
You couldn’t help but giggle at his words. Mingi smiled up at you, finding your giggling cute. His hands roam down your body, sliding over your waist to your hips. You felt his large hands grip your ass through your shorts, making you bite your lip in anticipation.
“Take them off for me, Mingi.”
Mingi smirks wide, wordlessly pulling your shorts off and down your legs. He moans softly at the sight of you; you had no underwear on, which left you completely naked sitting on top of Mingi.
"God, I need to be inside you, baby. I can’t wait any longer.”
You completely sit down on him, your warm, wet pussy pressed against the underside of his cock. Mingi furrows his brows and grips your hips tightly. You began to rock your hips back and forth, your wetness leaving a glistening trail on Mingi, and he moans softly.
"Why are you teasing me?” he whine.
You giggle, enjoying the feeling of your swollen clit rubbing against the head of his cock. You couldn’t help but smile at him mischievously; your hands rested on his pecks, and you grabbed the flesh beneath your palms.
“You just look so cute... whining for me,” you say breathlessly.
Mingi pushes his head back against the pillow; he was so turned on he needed to feel you already. You glance at Mingi’s phone laying on the bed beside him. He followed your gaze and smirked; he knew exactly what you wanted. He picked it up, opened the camera app, and pressed record.
You lifted your hips a bit, taking his hard length and aligning it with your sopping hole. Mingi watched through the phone, moaning loudly when you sunk down on his cock. Your hands rested on his stomach, clawing at the skin beneath.
“Fuckkk,” he moans.
You moan breathlessly, moving your hips up and down slowly. You already felt your legs start to tremble at the feeling of Mingi filling you up.
“You fill me up perfectly, baby. Show them how pretty your dick looks sliding inside me.”
Mingi groans at your words, moving the camera closer to you pussy sucking up Mingi’s dick effortlessly. You kept a slow, steady pace; you were so wet you could hear the squelching noises coming from your pussy. Mingi bites his lip, pulling the camera away to show off your pretty body while grabbing your hip with his free hand.
“Baby,” you said breathlessly.
“Yeah?”
“Fuck me.”
Mingi moans at your words, you didn’t have to tell him twice. He planted his feet flat on the bed and thrust up into you at a fast pace. You let out a yelp as intense pleasure coursed through your entire body. Skin slapping against skin as Mingi bucked up into your pussy, he was mesmerized by the way your thighs jiggled when coming contact to his pelvis.
He held the phone in his hand tighter, groaning loudly as he fucked into you. You couldn’t help the high-pitched moans that escaped your lips; you were in pure ecstasy. And based on the way Mingi’s eyes were glued to your face, brows furrowing, and mouth agape, you could tell he felt the same way.
“Fuck…so good. Your pussy is so good.”
You moan at his praise, looking down at the phone that was pointed toward you. You felt so vulnerable, and the thought that other people will be watching this video, jacking off to Mingi fucking you, drove you crazy.
Mingi’s hips stopped when the burn in his abdomen became too much to bear and he panted heavily trying to catch his breath. You decided to give Mingi some time to rest and reached behind you. You planted your hands on Mingi’s thighs and lifted your knees up till your feet rested on the mattress.
“You did so good. I’m gonna fuck you now, okay, baby.”
Mingi whined when he watched you change positions and nodded eagerly.
“Okay.”
With the new position you put yourself in, your pussy was on full display for Mingi and the camera. You rocked your hips up and down, your tits bouncing with your movements. Mingi moans louder, watching intently at the way his dick disappeared in your hole. He was trying so hard not to drop the phone in his hand, wanting to capture this moment forever.
With the new view, Mingi found himself getting closer to his release. Watching you bounce on his cock was just too intoxicating.
“I’m close, baby.”
“Just a little longer, okay? I’m almost there.”
Mingi’s hand gripped tightly to your thigh, sliding up till his thumb pressed against your clit. You whined at the feeling, legs trembling when he rubbed circles on the sensitive nub.
“Yes yes. Keep doing that, baby. Fuck, I’m close.”
“Cum on my cock, please. I need it.”
Your nails dug into Mingi’s thighs, legs almost giving out when you came on his dick. You clenched so hard around him as your hips stuttered. Mingi’s eyes rolled in the back of his head as he tried with all his might not to cum inside. Now that's a good boy.
You pulled off him, his dick slipping out and hot streams of cum shot out to cover his stomach. You watched with a sly smirk, reaching down to jerk him off.
“Fuck!”
Mingi’s body trembled from his intense orgasm, some even landing on his chest and neck. You giggle, and when you notice him coming down from his high, you slow the pace of your hand, not wanting to overstimulate him. You grab the phone from him (surprised he didn’t drop it at this point) and point the camera closer to his cum-covered body.
"Mmm, you see that. What a messy boy.”
You both pant heavily. Mingi chuckled breathlessly at your words, looking down at his body. You stopped the recording, setting the phone down on the bed. You both smiled at each other, Mingi reaching up to cup your face.
“Can’t wait to watch that later,” you smirk.
Mingi rolls his eyes, laughing breathlessly. He pulled you closer and pressed a soft kiss on your nose. You rested your elbows on either side of his head while staring into his pretty brown eyes.
“That was so fucking hot. I didn’t know I was the submissive type, but damn, we need to explore that more.”
You laugh heartily, kissing Mingi’s cheek before speaking.
"Yes, we do. I swear I almost started running laps whenever you begged for me.”
“I folded when you called me a good boy.”
You and Mingi couldn’t help the funny comments. Maybe it was weird that you were cracking jokes after getting dicked down by your best friend, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. You pull away, sighing and looking down at the cum that smeared on your body.
“Now I have to take another shower.”
Mingi laughs at your words, running his hands up and down your sides. He looks up at you with pleading eyes before asking in a hopeful tone.
“Can I join you this time?”
You decide to throw him a bone, smiling down at him and nodding.
“Yes Mingi. Come on.”
Mingi exclaimed in excitement, picking you up effortlessly and taking you to the bathroom. You squeal when he throws you over his shoulder, and you smack the small of his back.
“Hey, warning next time you decide to manhandle me.”
“No time, must take you to the shower.”
“How do you still have this much energy after what we did?”
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“Ugh, dammit.”
You lean back in your chair when you see the red letter pop up on your computer screen.
‘You died’
“Why is this level so hard?”
Your mumble to yourself. You hear your phone notification go off and light up next to your keyboard. You pick it up and smile to see a message from Mingi.
Princess Mingi: HELLO!? LOOK AT HOW MANY LIKES OUR VIDEO HAS
(attached image)
Your eyes bulge out of your head after seeing the screenshot Mingi sent you.
You: 72k?!? WHAT??
Princess Mingi: This is literally my most liked video. People love you, they think you're hot and want to know if you have an account.
You couldn’t help but feel a bit of pride at the thought of people wanting to see more of you. Maybe you should dabble into this kind of work. You were pulled out of your thoughts when another ping rang from your phone.
Princess Mingi: You should say fuck it and join the sex work community. I think you will do very well.
Princess Mingi: I’ll be your first subscriber ;)
You: I’ll block you before you can find my account
Princess Mingi: Hey :( you wouldn’t do that to your good boy, would you? :(((
You: Yes.
You giggle to yourself after teasing Mingi. It was just so fun. He sent another message, and your giggles immediately die down when you see the image.
Princess Mingi: (attached image)
What about now? :)
You: WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT SENDING ME YOUR DICK
Princess Mingi: YOU SAID NOT TO DO IT WHEN YOURE IN PUBLIC. I KNOW YOURE NOT
You: WELL NOW IM HORNY AND ALL ALONE
Mingi doesn’t reply back and you see the little ‘read’ text under your message. You furrow your brow in confusion, that bitch, leaving you on read. You set you phone down and turn your attention back to your game on the screen.
After a few minutes, Mingi never replied back. Thats weird. You decide to text him again, he never leaves you on read.
You: Hey, are you alive?
You were surprised when you saw the three dots appear pretty quickly.
Princess Mingi: I’m here. Open your door :)
You stare blankly at the phone screen, sitting there dumbfounded. You’re brought back to reality when you hear a honk outside your house. You peak through your window and see Mingi walking out the car and up to your front door. That little shit.
You: No, stay outside and freeze.
Princess Mingi: Please let me in :(
You: Why should I?
Princess Mingi: So I can fuck you good again :)
You dropped your phone and ran to the front door. Well, it was too cold for him to stay out there all alone.
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You bite your lip while holding your phone in your hand.
"Ugh, fuck it.”
You posted your first nude photo; it was a simple mirror picture of you were in your underwear sitting on your bed topless. You throw your phone on the mattress, feeling nervous yet excited at the same time. You finally did it, you made your own Twitter account.
After looking at the video you and Mingi recorded for his account, you decided to give in and give the people what they wanted. After a few minutes of pacing around, you pick up your phone to check if anyone has liked your photo yet. You already started getting some likes and a few comments.
You get a notification and press on it immediately.
‘Sir Min started following you’
You smile to yourself when you read the notification. Of course, Mingi was the first to follow you. You had already told him you were doing it, but you didn’t take into account that he was waiting for you to make your first post this whole time. You get a DM from Mingi, smirking to yourself when reading it.
Sir Min: You look hot, baby. Can’t wait to fuck you more “for content” ;)
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the switch up
when two switches are together, no one in particular is in charge.
you wanted to take control and take care of mingi for the night, but things got switched up.
-switch!mingi x fem switch!reader -2.6k words -smut, 18+ only, mdni -c/w: oral sex (m receiving), fingering, big dick!mingi, pet names (princess, my love, good boy/girl, baby), slight edging, restraints, whiny!mingi, unprotected sex, definitely forgetting some other things sorry guys
not proofread
also was working on an alternative version to this that i haven’t finished but may finish it eventually
being in a relationship with mingi is all about give and take. he takes care of you, and you take care of him. some days, it may be more of him taking care of you, while other days, it is more of you taking care of him. first it started in just everyday life, doing the basic household chores, or being the one who comforts on a bad day. neither one of you played a particular role. that was until things moved to the bedroom. when two switches are together, no one in particular is in charge.
that doesn’t mean that neither one dominates or submits; those roles are shared by the two of you. one day mingi could be the one in charge, taking control, and the next it could be you. sometimes just one night could have both of you switching.
and tonight just so happens to be one of those nights.
mingi was laying in bed, scrolling through his phone when you crawled into bed next to him. you slipped your fingers under his shirt and started to rub his stomach, feeling his soft skin. you slowly moved down towards the waistband of his shorts, stopping before you went any further. a low whine escaped mingi’s lips as he finally put his phone down. you looked up at him, giving him a small smirk.
“i want you, ming,” you whisper, before finally reaching into his pants, hand cupping his dick. you palmed him slightly, feeling his cock come to life. it was getting harder and harder the more you played with him. he bucked into your hand, already desperate.
“p-please,” mingi let out a shaky breath. “take me, y/n.”
you finally pulled his shorts and underwear down, freeing his cock. continuing to stroke him softly, you sat up so you could watch his reactions. he always looked so cute when he was coming undone from your touches. you leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. mingi whined against your lips when you released his cock from your hold.
“mmm, be a good boy for me,” you say to him before kissing down his jawline. you slowly start to pull his shirt off him, leaving him completely naked before you. moving from his jaw to his shoulder, you trail kisses down his body. first stopping at his chest, where you place wet open mouth kisses in the skin between his pecs. your fingers tweak his left nipple while you gently lick his right. you could feel his low moans vibrate through his chest.
your tongue trails down from his chest to his abdomen, reaching his bellybutton, where the fine hairs start and lead to his pubic region. mingi’s large hand grabs at your head in desperation, wanting you to move even further south. you wrap your fingers around his wrist and move his hand away from you. sitting up on your heels, you shake your head disapprovingly. “patience, my princess,” you tease.
“please, need you s’bad,” he whimpers out.
letting go of his wrist, you rest your hands on his muscular thighs. the strong, muscular thighs that often hold you up while you ride on top of him. a kiss is placed on each thigh before moving to his waiting cock. starting at the base, you lick a stripe up along the prominent vein, stopping before reaching the tip. precum was already leaking from it, to which you place a quick kiss. you look up at mingi from your position—his eyes were closed and his mouth slightly open, breathing deeply. you took his length into your mouth, going until the tip hit the back of your throat. the base of his cock needed to be taken care of by your hands since your mouth can’t take him all.
you could feel mingi’s thighs tensing under you—a tell tale sign that he’s about to buck his hips and try to fuck your throat. your nails dug into the skin of his thighs as a warning. don’t fucking move. you hollowed your cheeks, creating the suction his dick so desperately ached for. spit was leaking from your mouth as his thick cock stretched your lips. you used the saliva as lubricant to help your hands jerk him more smoothly.
the moans that mingi was producing were so whiny and desperate—it only motivated you more. mingi was never quiet in the bedroom. he was always making sounds, getting louder and louder the closer he reached the edge. the loud, pornographic moans, the low, deep grunts and groans, the high pitched whines; he did not care how loud he was or who heard him. you hummed satisfyingly, the vibrations going straight to his cock. knowing he wasn’t allowed to touch you, mingi’s thick fingers gripped the sheets as he released a strangled whimper.
he was becoming more and more whiny; he was getting close. a few more bobs of your head, taking his cock as far as you could down your throat, you finally pulled away from him. you continued to stroke his thick cock, making sure you tease his balls, giving them a light squeeze. he bucked against you, wanting more of your touch. you let go of him and he whimpered at the lack of touch. “mm, not yet, my princess,” you tease. “you can’t cum yet.”
“need to be in you, please,” he whined. you straddle his waist and look down at the man who was slowly becoming undone. you kiss him harshly before grinding your clothed core against him. “please, baby, need you now.” his hands grabbed your waist and started to pull at your bottoms, wanting you to be just as bare as he was. He needed to feel your skin on his.
you smack his hand away and climb off him. “hands to yourself, my love,” you order. you needed to find something to restrain mingi’s hands because you just knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold back. you walked over to the dresser where mingi keeps his ties and other accessories and you grabbed the first tie you saw, twisting it around in your hands. “now i need you to be a good boy and listen to me, okay,” you cooed at him.
“m’always a good boy,” mingi pouted. you climbed back onto him, straddling his waist again. grabbing his much larger hands into your smaller ones, you lift them up above his head. mingi was watching your every move. desperation filled his eyes. you took the tie and gently started to restrain his hands to the headboard. the silky material was soft and cool against his hot skin.
“it’s not too tight, is it?” you asked him. mingi tugged at the restraint a bit to test it. he shook his head, causing you to smirk. you cupped his cheek and kissed him softly. “perfect.”
you ground your hips down against him one more time before getting up off him again. by now his cock was so hard, it was becoming too much for mingi. you knew he wasn’t going to be about to last much longer if you continued to tease him. normally you would put on a little show for mingi when you would strip yourself of your clothes, but wanting to have mercy on him, you removed your clothes quickly, leaving you completely naked. his eyes wandered over your body, taking in every inch. he loved everything about you and your body. you were perfect to him. and it was killing him that he couldn’t touch you right now. to be able to run his big, rough hands down your sides. to hold on to your waist. to run his fingers down the curve of your lower back to your ass. to kiss your neck, shoulders, collar bone. to cup your tits in his hands, to tease your nipples with his thick fingers. he gets so drunk off your body. it was his kryptonite.
and being restrained was killing him.
“baby, please,” mingi’s voice was low and shaky. his body shuddered in anticipation as you climbed back onto him. you stroked his cock a couple more times before finally lining it up with your entrance. you weren’t properly prepped, and you knew the stretch was going to be too much, but you needed him just as badly as he needed you. mingi hissed as you rubbed the angry tip through your wet folds.
finally, you slowly started to sink down on him. the stretching of your cunt was intense, he filled you up more than you could handle. you closed your eyes for a moment while allowing yourself to adjust. you rested your hands on his chest to stabilize yourself and to keep yourself grounded. low groans were leaving mingi’s lips as you continued to lower yourself onto his dick. once you were completely full of him, you stopped and looked at mingi in the eyes.
“you’ve been so patient, my princess. let me make you feel good,” you whispered as you started to bounce on his cock. you rolled your hips, allowing him to hit all the sensitive spots. soon you both were moaning together, him being much louder and whinier. you leaned against him, hugging him close to your body as you continued to rock against his cock.
mingi’s breathing was becoming more rapid—he was close. “baby, so close,” he managed to utter out between all the other noises he was producing. you stopped moving your hips, causing mingi to whine. he bucked his hips, pushing his dick deeper, hitting your cervix. you moaned into his neck; your cunt squeezing his cock. you sat your body up again, giving a few more bounces on his cock.
by now, mingi was really pulling at his restraints, eager to be free and to hold you. he thrusted his hips up again into you. although he couldn’t touch you, he still wanted to make use of his body. he was starting to lose control, rutting up into you, wanting more friction. your hands made way to his shoulders and you gripped him tightly.
mingi was now staring to gain dominance—his cock was making your head spin and pussy ache for more. you took his plump lips into a deep kiss, tongues and spit mixing. “mmm, y/n, please,” mingi groaned into the kiss. “need to fuck you.”
you wanted to make him cum without having him touch you, but at this point you just needed mingi to fuck you. your plans were falling apart. but it didn’t matter anymore, not with the way mingi was rolling his hips against your core. you needed him even more now. continuing to kiss, you reached above his head and undid the tie that was holding his hands back.
before you knew it, mingi’s hands were on your waist and you were being flipped over, being pressed into the mattress. his much larger frame covering yours. now it was your hands that were being restrained—his hands held your wrists together above your head. a whine escaped you as you tried to fight back, but it was unsuccessful. he was much bigger and stronger than you.
“it’s my turn now,” mingi said in a low voice, his eyes darkened as he gained control over you. one hand continued to pin your wrists above your head as his other hand grips your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes. “time for you to be a good girl now, my love.”
you whimpered as he let go of your hands and he gripped your hips, adjusting you so he could have a better angle at your core. you were so wet, pussy gripping at nothing. so desperate for mingi’s cock. thick fingers slipped between your folds, spreading your slick around. you rocked your hips, wanting more from mingi, wanting more of him inside you. two fingers were inserted and you moaned out, gripping his shoulders. slowly he began pumping his fingers in and out of your needy hole.
“still so tight even after riding me,” he chuckled deeply. he curled his fingers, rubbing at your g spot. you bucked your hips against his hand, whining, needing more. he pressed your hips down against the bed, making it difficult for you to move. the speed of his fingers fucking you were increasing.
“mingi, please,” you begged, you could feel your high building up. your back arched and you slid a hand down to your pussy, wanting some stimulation on your clit. mingi smirked when he saw you rubbing at the sensitive bundle of nerves.
he clicked his tongue at you. “so needy.” his free hand moved yours away from your center. “time for you to be the patient one.” his thumb presses against your clit, rubbing slow circles on it. the feeling of his fingers fucking into you and his thumb rubbing at your clit was becoming too much.
“agh, mingi!” you yelled out, finally coming undone, your whole body convulsing. pussy gripping tightly at his fingers. your breathing was hard; your chest rising as you fought to catch your breath.
“good girl, cum for me,” mingi praised you as he spread your legs further apart and slotted himself in between. “i’m not done yet.” he grabbed his achingly hard cock with the hand that was just finger fucking you. it was covered in your juices. he started to stroke himself, spreading your wetness on him. finally lining up with your entrance, he slowly pushed in. despite him working at your cunt with his fingers, you were still being stretched out by his thick cock.
when you were finally completely filled by him, mingi stopped and grabbed your legs, wrapping them around his hips. “pl..please, mingi, please!” you whined, wanting him to move. his hands held onto your hips, lifting your ass off the bed slightly—the perfect angle for him to fuck into you.
mingi started moving, his thrusts gradually increasing in speed. his cock head pounding against your cervix. the sound of skin smacking skin filled the room along with the wet squelching sounds coming from your pussy being fucked relentlessly. “you are doing so good, my love,” mingi groaned out. “your pussy is taking my cock perfectly. made just for me.”
he continued to fuck into you, his once precise thrusts now becoming sloppy. you both were close to the edge. your pussy continued to squeeze mingi’s cock as you were starting to reach your high. “mm, mingi, gonna cum!” you moaned as you felt the knot in your stomach snap.
“that’s it, baby,” mingi whispered, watching your body shake and your eyes roll back. “cum on my cock like the good girl you are.” when your body finally relaxed, mingi pulled out. he was so close to cumming. he stroked himself a few times before he finally released his hot seed all over your stomach—his favorite place to cum other than inside of you.
he collapsed onto the bed next to you, his breathing ragged. you laid there with your eyes closed, listening to mingi’s breathing. a minute passed when you felt the mattress shift. opening one eye, you saw mingi’s naked form dart to the bathroom. a laugh escaped you as you slowly sat up, resting back on your elbows, waiting for mingi to return. he shuffled back out of the bathroom with a wet washcloth, making his way back over to you.
“sorry i made such a mess,” he mumbled as he started to wipe off your belly. he always apologizes to you whenever he cums on you, even though you always tell him not to. in your opinion, you find it hot when he finishes on you. it’s his way of claiming you and you want him to know that you will always be his.
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