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She's got a boyfriend {s.c.}

Inspired by Sex by The1975

Changbin x afab!reader | trope: sneaky-link | smut & angst-ish | 7.2k words

Synopsis: You know you shouldn't be doing this, but with your boyfriend acting like a complete dick you just need to get some comfort somewhere. Good thing Changbin is always just one call away.

Warnings: mentions of alcohol and infidelity | cheating | explicit content | dni if your under 18

Note: I almost cried writing this on multiple occasions. I just fell in love with this depiction of Changbin and I hope you do too. Enjoy!

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And this was how it started, you running towards Changbin’s car, eyes bloodshot from the alcohol and the crying he knew you had done tonight. He hated that look on you, especially knowing how preventable all the sadness and frustration was, if you just gave him a real chance. Because Changbin could treat you so much better than that guy. So much he knew.

“Hey,” you greeted him with a forced smile. It was a smile so short that he wasn’t sure if it happened or if his eyes were betraying him for his own ’t immediately head into the house he was parked in front of and beat up your boyfriend.

“Hi.”

The second you had closed the door behind you, Changbin drove off, softly accelerating as he made his way down the road. The music from the party was becoming fainter by the second until, after a while, it stopped.

“You wanna talk about it?” Changbin questioned, unsure whether you had called him to complain or simply for comfort.

“Do I ever?” you whispered, an almost silent sniffle leaving your nostrils. Changbin could tell that you were trying not to show how truly upset you were for his sake. You knew all too well how angry Changbin could get whenever you told him about your boyfriend’s actions.

“Okay.”

Changbin didn’t push you. He never did, which was probably for the better anyways. Because he had never particularly liked hearing about your boyfriend – not the good parts and definitely not the bad parts. If it were up to him, the guy wouldn’t even be in your life.

Out of habit, you took off your shoes, pulling your legs up towards your chest for comfort and temperature reasons. You were clad in nothing but a shirt, a skirt, and fishnet stockings, so that you were feeling cold was no surprise with it being November and all.

“Here, take this!” Changbin said as he pulled his hoodie over his head, careful not to crash his car, before passing it to you. Usually, you would have rejected his offer. You were already so cold despite all the alcohol in your blood, so he must have been freezing. Though, right now, every bit of comfort was welcome.

“Thank you!”

As soon as you pulled the thick piece of clothing over your head, Changbin’s scent filled your nostrils, making a faint smile appear on your face. He noticed your short spurt of calmness and the way his hoodie looked hanging over your shoulder, and it warmed his heart.

“So...” Changbin’s voice trailed off as he forced himself to look at the road in front of you. “Yours or mine?”

♡♡♡♡♡

“What do you wanna do? We could watch a movie or listen to music. Or we could- Woah!”

The second the two of you stepped into his bedroom, right after Changbin had closed the door behind himself, your hands were on him, pulling him onto his bed.

“I had a different idea in mind,” you told him with a grin as you sat on his lap. Changbin pushed his upper body off the mattress, meeting you halfway as you closed the gap between you in a heated kiss. Everything happened so quickly; he couldn’t have escaped your advances. Not even if he had wanted to.

As soon as Changbin tasted your lips, a hint of sweet alcohol still lingering on them, he was intoxicated, kissing you back just as hungrily. It was the same thing every time. He thought he could keep control, but as soon as your scent entered his Atmos, he was over and done for.

The feeling of your hands against his chest almost made him go feral. It was as if your touch controlled his heartbeat, and honestly, he didn’t mind. Your hands set his heart racing, the blood in his veins rushing through every part of his body. It didn’t take a minute for him to start feeling your effect on him.

In the back of his mind, Changbin always wondered if you could feel how excited he got. Until now, despite him getting this aroused every time you made out, you had never said anything about it. It was as though you had no idea how badly he wanted you, which was unbelievable to Changbin. Everyone knew, so how come you didn’t when you must have felt him strain against your crotch?

“Use your hands,” you ordered when you noticed that Changbin was keeping them behind his back to prop himself up. He could have certainly supported himself with his core alone.

As though your wish was his command, his hands made their way up your body, over your barely covered legs, until he reached your waist, gently gliding over the exposed skin. His actions caused goosebumps all over your skin, which he didn’t trust himself to think about further. It gave him confidence, though he didn’t want to read too much into it when he knew that you didn’t feel the same for him as he did for you. Even if you made out with him occasionally, he understood you just did it to get back at your boyfriend for whatever he had done to you.

Because Changbin wanted to take every bit he could get of you, he had kept his mouth shut up until now.

When he noticed just how much you enjoyed his touch, Changbin decided to go further this time. While your hands were wrapped around his neck, keeping him still for you to do as you pleased, his fingers started running up your stomach and towards your chest. And since you didn’t stop him, he decided to do something he had dreamed about so often in the past months.

Slowly but firmly, his fingers wandered below your bra, meeting your bare breasts. It made your breath hitch as you bit his lip in response, overwhelmed by the feeling of his strong hands all over you. Experimentally, he flicked one of your nipples, getting the exact reaction he had hoped for. Your back arched into him, your mouth leaving his as you threw your head into your neck, a soft groan escaping your lips. Changbin swore he had a tiny orgasm when you did.

“Fuck, you’re good at this,” you whimpered, your arms ensuring enough space between the two of you so that Changbin could do his thing without any difficulty.

He pressed his lips against your neck simply so he wouldn’t accidentally profess his love for you out of sheer arousal. It was one thing to feel your reaction to him touching you, but a whole other thing to hear you say it.

As his tongue ran over your throat, leaving wet kisses along the way, you started grinding into him – unintentionally, that was. With his hands and lips all over you, you were bound to lose control at some time. Who could have known just how good Changbin was at all of this?

Until now, it had never gone beyond the point of making out. It was bad enough that you did when you had a boyfriend. A boyfriend who made you hate yourself every chance he got, and a boyfriend who cared for only himself, but a boyfriend, nonetheless. As much as you hated him sometimes, you could have never gone beyond making out with someone else. At least you thought you never could. But with Changbin doing so well in making you feel good, you needed to be extra careful not to let this go too far.

“You’re so good to me. So much better than him.”

Those words, as accidental as they were, broke Changbin. Where there was a hint of control before, after your confession, it became too much for him. Too much to handle and too much to still care about his feelings, possibly getting hurt. If not now, he would never get you all to himself.

So, without another thought in his head, one of Changbin’s hands made its way down your torso, only stopping once he hit the button of your skirt. With skilled fingers, Changbin opened it in a singular movement, pulling the zipper down as far as possible before throwing you onto his mattress so that he could position himself over you. And then, with his bulky legs on either side of your body, he took his shirt off. For the first time ever, you saw how well he was built, and it slowly but surely made you go crazy.

His muscular arms were only the start of a body you were sure had been trained for years. The breadth of his shoulders only further accentuated the tightness of his abs. When you noticed his perfectly sculptured chest muscles, you were close to completely losing it.

Before you could say anything to him, he had already started making his way down your body, his hot skin burning yours. He ran his tongue over your waistline for a while as he tried to take this moment in. As much as he wanted to stall to let this picture burn itself into his brain, Changbin was sure he wouldn’t last another second without tasting you, so he quickly moved on to your skirt.

Just when he was about to remove it, devouring you in a heartbeat – you were sure of that – you needed to end this.

“Binnie, no!”

Again, as though your words were his command, Changbin stopped immediately. A look of terror came across his face as his eyes met yours, trying to figure out if he had fucked things up entirely.

“I’m so sorry,” you told him, your hands coming up to shield your face in embarrassment. “But we can’t.”

Changbin looked at you in confusion, fearful he had misread the situation. You needed to assure him that it was nothing he had done – otherwise, he would have blamed all of this on himself.

“It’s not that I don’t want to. Believe me, I do – more than anything, actually. But I have a boyfriend.”

“You don’t have to remind me.” Changbin sounded spiteful, the simple mention of your crappy worse half annoying him.

“I know he sucks sometimes, but I can’t just cheat on him.” Changbin’s reaction confused you as he seemed to be in utter disbelief.

“What do you mean? We’ve been doing this for like six months. We’re far beyond just cheating by now.”

“Well, you might see it that way. But to me, this doesn’t count. It’s… nothing,” you explained, unintentionally breaking a piece of Changbin’s heart. Sure, he had already assumed you were just in this for the thrill and the comfort, but hearing you say it to his face... It almost broke the whole of him. “We’ve been kissing. That’s it. I’m sure my boyfriend’s kissed a ton of girls while being with me, so this is simply… getting back at him.”

As soon as those words had left your mouth, Changbin rolled off you, grabbing his shirt from beside your body before putting it back on and sitting down at the edge of his bed. A short moment of regret followed before you reminded yourself that this had to be done.

“Don’t be mad, please!” you begged him, a hint of despair in your voice.

“I’m not-” Changbin cut himself off when he noticed how angry and fierce he sounded. It shocked him a little as he had always been sure you were the one person he could never yell at. A deep breath made him gain back control over his emotions, or at least the part of them he was willing to show to you. “I’m not angry. I’m frustrated.”

“Because I won’t have sex with you?”

“Sure. Because I’m just a total jerk, right? Like your asshole boyfriend?”

Changbin didn’t mean to sound so harsh, but that you could even think all he wanted was to sleep with you made him so furious. Because even if you didn’t plan on ever sleeping with him, he would still let you use him like you had the past few months.

The guilty look on your face made Changbin regret ever saying anything.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to yell.”

“What’s going on with you, Binnie?” One of your hands came to his messy hair, softly running through the soft curls to comfort him. It was the least you could do after being the reason for his outrage. “You’re acting really strange.”

“You really don’t know?” You simply shook your head, eyebrows knitting together. At this point, Changbin just wanted to get this over with. So, with a sigh, he finally confessed what had been on the tip of his tongue for a while. “I’m frustrated because you still think your boyfriend will somehow change and become a decent guy. You’re holding on to something that just doesn’t work anymore, and if you just gave me a chance, I know I could… I know I’d be….”

Changbin stopped mid-sentence, overwhelmed by the thoughts running through his mind. There was so much he had held in and wanted to tell you, but he somehow didn’t find the right words.

Running his hand over his face, Changbin was trying to think of how to put it so that you would finally understand the depth of his feelings towards you.

“I know you’re just doing this-“ he pointed between the two of you, “to get back at him, and honestly, I’m fine with that, but what we’re doing is so far beyond cheating, it just doesn’t make sense you don’t see it that way.” With those words, Changbin got off his bed, your touches – even if innocent – distracting him from telling you everything he wanted you to know. “You come to me whenever he hurts you, and you talk to me about your most inner fears and feelings. And only about two minutes ago, you said you wanted to sleep with me, more than anything. This isn’t just cheating in the physical, conservative way. You’re being unfaithful emotionally. Honestly, at this point, we might as well just fuck. It wouldn’t make a difference.”

“Why does putting a label on this even matter to you? I’m not cheating on you, am I?” you questioned, his frustration rubbing off on you. It was bad enough that you had been tormenting yourself about this whole thing for the past few months. But hearing how Changbin agreed, calling you a cheater when he was about the only person you felt you could trust anymore, made you understandably angry.

“Because he shouldn’t be your boyfriend in the first place. I should. You said it yourself, I’m much better to you than him. So, just be with me!” Changbin came to a halt before you, looking right into your eyes as the words left his mouth. For a few seconds, he searched them for a reaction, but other than surprise, he got nothing.

“What?”

“You heard me.”

Silence fell upon you as you tried to take in what you had just learned. Despite the whole nature of your relationship – Changbin always being there for you, comforting you when your boyfriend hurt you – his confession was a total shock to you.

“I didn’t think you felt the same for me, but after everything you just said, I don’t think I was all that right. Do you even love him?”

“Binnie, don’t do this to me. Please!”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t go on like this. Not when there might be a chance that you could be with me,” Changbin explained as he took your shaking hands into his. “Tell me, right now, do you like him more than me?”

Again, a thick veil of quiet hung over you. It was heavy, so heavy you couldn’t breathe.

“Binnie…” your voice broke, emotions taking over. “I don’t know what you want to hear.”

“I think you do,” Changbin said, one of his hands coming up to your face, softly running over your cheek. Subconsciously, you leaned into his touch for a second before drawing away. That simple act, even though it didn’t compare to words, was enough for Changbin to assume your answer himself. Taking a step back and letting your hands slip from his grip, he took a deep breath to calm down. You couldn’t have been sure, but you thought you saw a single tear gathering in the corner of his eye. “I’m gonna drive you home now.”

It wasn’t a question but a statement as he rushed past you and out of the room. With a heavy heart and a guilty feeling inside your gut, you followed him.

♡♡♡♡♡

The tension in the car was thick. You both felt it, even if you had different reasons for it.

Changbin wanted this car ride to end as soon as possible. It wasn’t because he didn’t like being around you anymore now that you had unintentionally broken his heart. More like the total opposite, actually. With every minute he was around you – hearing your breath, feeling your presence, smelling your scent – the need to just get over his feelings and kiss you again grew worse. Even if that meant you’d be right back where you started. Making out without a care, releasing the tension your boyfriend had caused you. He didn’t trust himself to make the right, logical decisions and spear himself from the pain while in your proximity, so he wanted to get out of it. For his sake and yours.

You, on the other hand, didn’t want this ride to end. You feared that the moment you got out of the car, Changbin would drive off into the distance and be out of your life for good. And even though that would have been the right, logical next step, at least so that you stood faithful to your boyfriend, you didn’t want that. Because Changbin, other than your boyfriend, made you feel safe. Loved. At this moment, you needed to grasp every opportunity to feel like a human rather than an object someone could easily toy with. Unfortunately, your boyfriend hadn’t and couldn’t give that to you.

It was a real dilemma, two people who desperately wanted to be with each other but couldn’t because of stupid rules and basic human decency. You should have felt guilty for even thinking about someone else like that, but somehow you didn’t. Maybe you would have had your boyfriend not been doing the same thing, letting you know just how many alternatives he had.

Thinking of all the girls with whom your boyfriend had probably cheated on you, your heart grew heavy. It burned your lungs and throat, and soon enough, you couldn’t breathe anymore. Paired with the overwhelming feeling of loss, as soon as Changbin left his hometown, it quickly became too much for you. Perhaps it was that you knew how right now would most likely be the last moments you shared with him.

“Changbin, stop!”

The second Changbin brought his car to a halt at the side of the road, you undid your seatbelt before opening the door and heading outside.

The wind blew through the dark fields before you, hitting your body in a strong, cold gush. It was refreshing, so much so that you felt like you could breathe and think again. For about a minute, you simply stood there, reflecting on everything that had just happened, trying to figure out how to fix it. Because giving up wasn’t an option if it meant that you could and likely would lose Changbin.

“y/n, get back in the car,” Changbin called from behind you as your watery eyes kept staring into the distance. “Come on, now! It’s cold outside, and I don’t have any more hoodies to give you.”

As you were reminded of the thick piece of clothing still hugging your figure, your eyes wandered towards it. Subconsciously, you had held onto it throughout the past minutes as though it was a life jacket. A lifeline you were desperately clinging to. You remembered how Changbin had handed it to you the second he realised you were cold and the feeling it had given you ever since. And suddenly, the realisation hit you.

For as long as you recalled, Changbin had always been like that. He had always made sure you were okay before anything else. He had never pushed you further than you were comfortable with. He had never even asked you a question that could have possibly offended you. Whenever you had vented to him about your boyfriend’s actions, he had simply sat there, listening. He never once complained, even though you knew he hated it. For Changbin, you came first. Always.

You felt stupid for not seeing it earlier when the signs had been there, ever since you met Changbin a year earlier.

“y/n?” As Changbin called out for you again, you turned around, catching him leaning up against the open car door on his side of the car. Concern was laced in his voice and visible on his face.

“Coming,” you told him as you made your way back to the car, closing the door behind you after sliding onto the comfortable seat. His eyes followed you, his body only joining you once he was sure you were safe and sound inside his car.

“You good?” Changbin asked, his eyes still searching your body for a hint of what had happened. He was clueless as to why you had made him stop in the middle of nowhere, just to step out of the car and stare at nothing.

He waited for an answer, as always so considerate to give you enough time, so you nodded. There was so much you wanted to tell him. All the pieces finally started fitting together, though you needed a minute to see the whole picture. When Changbin’s hands met the steering wheel, his right hand about to turn the ignition, you stopped him. Your left hand came to grasp his, quickly catching his attention. His eyes found you, again so confused as to why you were acting the way you did.

“Stop,” you whispered, voice still too weak to talk properly. The way Changbin’s eyes bored into you made you so nervous. Because the last time he had looked at you that way, mere minutes earlier when you were still in his room, you had hurt him. “I need to tell you something. So, please just... Don’t drive yet.”

Slowly his hands left their places, landing in his lap as his eyes wandered towards the road ahead. The patience he had, even until this moment, still surprised you. He could have easily ignored your words and driven off to get away from you as soon as possible. You knew he wanted to, but still, he didn’t. He was patient, considerate, and put you first, like always. So, the least you could do was be honest.

“The reason why I can’t have sex with you isn’t that I don’t want to.”

“You don’t have to explain, y/n. It’s fine. I get it. You don’t want to cheat on your….“ For the first time ever, you noticed Changbin’s inability to say the word boyfriend in reference to your relationship. Had this not been a serious situation, you would have probably teased him for it. “On him. I need to accept that.”

“Binnie, just... Please shut up for a moment,” you ordered him, eager to finally voice your mind. Changbin didn’t need to be told twice, his mouth closing as soon as you had told him to. “The reason I can’t have sex with you isn’t that I don’t want to. It’s that sex with you might break everything. Break me.”

Changbin’s eyes darted towards you, his face a mix of shock and confusion. You couldn’t blame him for that, either. Had you just been given a little more time, even just a few more minutes, so that you got think about how to phrase your words, it would have made a lot more sense. But you didn’t have more time. You needed to tell him now, so you wouldn’t risk completely losing him.

“The thing I used to love most about my relationship was the sex. I know that isn’t a good thing and that a relationship should be much more than that, but it is true. I used to love loving my boyfriend, everywhere and anytime. It didn’t matter because I was always in the mood.”

“Please, stop talking,” Changbin spoke, his hands now in fists, knuckles white enough for you to start worrying.

“I know you don’t want to hear this, and I’m sorry. But just… bear with me, okay? I’m actually going somewhere,” you tried calming Changbin down, though you weren’t sure if it was working. So, you merely kept going. “As I said, I used to love... doing it. And I didn’t think anything could change that. And then it did. All of a sudden, I just couldn’t do it anymore. The plug was pulled, and I wasn’t interested in it anymore.”

As your eyes were focused on your hands in your lap, you felt Changbin’s gaze on your skin. It made you nervous as much as it made you feel warm. He was truly listening to you, something so simple, though at the same time meaningful.

“I tried convincing myself that it was normal. That after a year of being together, we just lost that initial spark. That just happens. At least, that’s what I thought.” You bit your lip, feeling your emotions gradually taking over you. “But now… I don’t know. Maybe I was wrong.”

You teared up. Maybe it was the realisation that your relationship was falling apart before your eyes. Even if the past few months had been awful, you had still loved your boyfriend at some point. Realising that you had been lying to yourself just to try and stay faithful to someone who treated you like garbage was a rather emotional situation.

Your sudden outburst may have also been because of Changbin and how he observed you, still with so much love and adoration. Something you weren’t sure you deserved after how you had treated him. For months, you had acted as though you two meant nothing. Like he was just your way of coping with your boyfriend’s actions. You had even said it to his face just ten minutes ago.

It made you feel dirty. Guilty.

“Please don’t cry, y/n.” One of Changbin’s hands came up to your face, wiping the tears away from your cheeks. It was the last drop, one action that made you surer than ever that you needed to finally listen to your heart.

“I think that maybe, I lost interest in him because of you.”

Changbin stopped all his movements, his finger lingering below your cheekbone as he stared at you in disbelief. As if, with one short sentence, you had made all his efforts worthwhile. All the sleepless nights he had spent thinking of you, wanting to be with you, hug you, cuddle with you, make love to you. Finally, it was not for nothing.

“What are you saying, y/n?” Changbin needed to make sure his ears hadn’t betrayed him. He had dreamt about this moment - you coming to terms with your feelings for him - too often to not be hesitant now. He didn’t want to risk losing you because of a simple misunderstanding on his part.

“I’m saying that there is a possibility that me meeting you was around the same time that I lost interest in him… I don’t know. Maybe it’s uncorrelated. But the more I think about it, the more it makes sense.” With the following words, you turned your head to look at him, your eyes still a little glassy. “I think I’m in love with- you.“

Changbin couldn’t stop himself. Hearing those words come out of your mouth was everything Changbin had dreamed of and more. It was overwhelming in so many ways that he couldn’t help but kiss you. Out of relief as much as out of love. Because after six months of letting you go every night so that you could sleep in another man’s bed, he knew so much. He loved you with every piece of his heart.

When you kissed him back after a few moments of hesitation, Changbin was sure his heart exploded into a thousand little puzzle pieces. The blood in his veins was going crazy, rushing to every part of his body just like it had done back at his place. That he could be aroused simply by your kiss was unbelievable to him.

You let him take over you for a while, giving him what you could tell he had craved for so long. You. And all of you, not just that part you were willing to commit.

When he moved his seat as far back as possible and pulled you over the centre console onto his lap, you let him. It was close to impossible to not lose focus when Changbin’s lips felt so native to your skin. As though you were a magnet pulling him towards you – his mouth to your neck and his hands to your hips, waist and thighs. It didn’t take long for you to notice the impact his antics had on you.

Changbin’s mouth was glued to your neck, licking over the most sensitive parts, his hands groping onto you below his hoodie. Your walls were throbbing below your shorts, around nothing when all you needed was him inside you. That’s what it felt like, at least. As though you would combust if you didn’t take this further.

As much as you loved Changbin pulling you so close, manhandling you just because he lost himself in finally having you all to himself, you knew it couldn’t go on. Even though it damn right felt like it at the moment, he didn’t have you all to himself. There was still a part of you that was attached somewhere else, to somebody else.

“Bin-” you moaned, cutting yourself off while struggling to stop this. Honestly, there was so much you wanted to do with and to Changbin, though stopping him was not on the list. Nevertheless, it needed to be done. So, with a little more force to your voice and a slight push to his chest, you spoke up again, “Binnie!”

As expected, Changbin stopped his antics, his face coming up to look at you, cheeks red, lips frozen in a smile. How you could not give him the world right that moment, you didn’t know.

“You want to go back to my place?” he questioned, hand already halfway at the ignition.

“No, that’s not it,” you replied, closing your eyes so that, maybe, this became a little easier. “I don’t think we should be doing anything right now. At least not before I got the chance to talk to him.”

Changbin’s smile dropped, which was to be expected after you had blown him off. Of course, he would have never pushed you to do anything with him when you didn’t want to. Though he was more than sure that it wasn’t that you didn’t want to. You stopping anything else from happening was decency. Something your boyfriend didn’t deserve to begin with, but it made Changbin love you even more.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

Changbin accepting your decision with no reluctance shouldn’t have surprised you at this point. It made your heart swell anyway. After two years with someone constantly cheating on you, hurting you, and not taking you seriously, Changbin was a true blessing.

“What? You expected me to force you to have sex with me just because you told me you have the hots for me?”

“Of course not.” A light chuckle escaped your lips at his never-ending joy. “You’re the perfect gentleman. Always have been,” you told him, planting a tender kiss on his lips.

Somehow, knowing you couldn’t sleep with him at the moment, and his acceptance, didn’t stop the heat roaring inside you. You knew you would never forgive yourself if you had sex with Changbin before talking to your boyfriend and ending things. Still, it felt like you were about to explode from all the build-up tension inside. Especially after forcing yourself to not give in to your urges twice in one night.

You probably shouldn’t have, but you decided at this point that, maybe, just a little taste of Changbin wouldn’t hurt. It would definitely help benefit your cravings, knowing how at least one of you got lucky tonight. And you were more than willing to let it be him.

When you drew away from his lips, you leaned your forehead against his. It was an innocent action that could have easily led to him taking you home right away. At least to an unexpecting Changbin, it did. The grin on your face went unnoticed by him.

“I just wish there was a way I could thank you for that,” you said, softly kissing the side of his neck. “And for waiting.” Another kiss, a little closer to his collarbone while your hands made their way down his torso. “And for always respecting me.”

“Why would you thank me for that? That’s what you do for the people you-”

That Changbin stopped talking this time wasn’t because you had in any way told him to do so. It was the natural reaction to you getting off his lap and kneeling in front of him on the floor of his car, right between his thighs and the steering wheel. That it was mere centimetres from hitting your head didn’t bother you.

“What are you doing?” Changbin questioned in confusion, looking down at you, eyebrows drawn together. Only when your hand met his thighs, pushing them apart so you could comfortably sit between them, did he get your idea. And when your hand landed on top of his noticeable bulge, slightly applying pressure, there was no doubt left in his mind. He understood that you were about to do what he had already assumed. “Woah!”

“Let me thank you, okay?”

The confident smile on your lips as you let your fingers dip beneath the waistband of his sweatpants made a pool of saliva gather in Changbin’s mouth. He swallowed hard before lifting his hips off the car seat so that you could pull his pants and underwear down his legs. The moments he was freed from his constraints, his swollen cock slapped against his stomach, all red and ready. That he had agreed to hold up on having sex was so much more meaningful now that you knew how much he must have been aching.

With his head thrown back against his seat, Changbin simply waited for you to start. He was worried he would come too soon if he watched you go down on him. Too bad you wouldn’t have any of that.

“Look at me, Binnie,” you told Changbin, and with a deep breath, prepared to give anything to make himself last, his face turned to look at you.

When he noticed the adorable expression on your face, so sure of yourself and so excited to give him as much pleasure as he could take, he almost lost it. You slowly made your way up his bare thighs, leaving love marks every few centimetres, hands massaging his thick muscles.

“You good?” you questioned when you noticed how tense Changbin was, his thighs like rocks beneath your hands.

“Y-Yes,” he answered, his voice breaking far too often for a three-letter word. You chuckled as you sat up a little further for better access.

Eventually, you let your fingers glide up Changbin’s girth, slowly and with as little pressure as you could muster. When you hit his tip, you felt him twitch below you as you softly let your thumb run over it, collecting his salty arousal.

“Mhm.” The moan leaving his throat sounded too heavenly to be natural, the sound flowing straight to your core. Your self-confidence only doubled, and so you finally let your lips touch him. Kissing your way up along the prominent vein on the underside, you soon reached the tip, replacing your thumb with your lips. The second your tongue met his most sensitive body part, you felt Changbin unintentionally buck into you.

Changbin wasn’t extraordinarily big, though the way his hips moved against your mouth in circles weakened your knees. Just imagining him doing the same movements inside you made you giddy. It also spurred you on, knowing and seeing just how good you could make him feel. And you had not even come close to doing what you knew you were capable of.

After focusing on his head for a while, kissing and licking all over him, you started taking him in deeper. It wasn’t deep enough to have him hit the back of your throat yet, though you were able to hollow your cheeks a little. The groan escaping his lips let you know just how good it must have already felt.

One of Changbin’s hands came to your head, fingers weaving though your hair to allow him more control over you. That he was becoming bolder every second, losing himself in the feeling of you, would have been more than enough reward for you. Though, when he started whispering silent praises, possibly unintended, you hit a whole new high.

“Feels amazing…” Changbin mumbled through the wet sounds of your movement around him. It made you want to give even more of yourself to him. “So perfect.”

The more you let yourself go in the moment, squeezing Changbin’s thigh whenever murmured words of admiration left his lips, the faster you went. Your own excitement seemed almost impossible with how low your sex drive had been over the past year. Apparently, the problem hadn’t been you, as your boyfriend had often declared. To find that you weren’t broken but had simply been with the wrong person was a huge relief.

“Good god.”

The almost silent prayer took you back as you realised that Changbin had hit the back of your throat. That it was enough for him to start twitching inside your mouth, his head now thrown back against the headrest, made you want to do the same thing again. As uncomfortable as it was, you didn’t care as long as he was in bliss.

“Please…” Changbin begged, his voice merely above silence, and you were more than willing to give him what he wanted. So, with your grip around his thighs tightening, you let him slip deeper again. Until he reached deep enough for you to start gagging lightly. “Fuck!”

Changbin propped his left leg against the door on his side for leverage, bucking his hips against you, meeting your mouth in the middle. The scene must have looked so feral from the outside, the sounds and scents inside the car what you imagined porn to smell and sound like.

With your eyes squeezed shut, you gladly let him use you. When his second hand came to the back of your head, holding you still so that he could go his pace, you knew he was close. The first spurt of his high followed mere seconds later, the salty liquid running straight down your throat. That was when he finally calmed inside of you, the rest of him filling your mouth.

Soon enough, Changbin stopped twitching, his head rolling forward just in time to watch you swallow all his release. With cheeks tinted red, he bit his lips, feeling guilty for finishing so unexpectedly.

“Sorry,” he apologised as he took himself out of your mouth, a string of saliva clinging onto your lower lip. “Are you alright?”

“Ye-“ a cough cut you off, so Changbin hastily grabbed a bottle of water out of the compartment in the driver’s door. You mouthed a quick ‘thank you’ before emptying the whole bottle. When he also handed you a tissue to wipe away the access wetness from your lips, your heart rate had calmed down again.

Discarding the bottle on the backseat of his car, you slowly made your way back to the passenger’s seat, watching Changbin clean himself off before pulling his pants back up. Had this not been some of the messiest head of your life, it would have been a real sight for the Gods.

For a while, you simply sat next to each other, enjoying the moment as he came down from this highest of highs. He looked so ethereal, with his curly hair all messy and sweaty, his skin still so red and sticky from sweating so much. You couldn’t help but smile at this sight.

“What?” Changbin asked when he noticed your staring.

“Nothing,” you shrugged off. “Just wishing that I didn’t have a conscience, you know? I really want to go back to your place right about now and let you do all the things I know you’re dying to do.”

“Cheeky,” he teased you, leaning over the centre console of his car to kiss you even more intimately than before.

As you let yourself be taken in by his presence again, his scent so much wilder than usual, you noticed how aroused you truly were. With how soaked your panties were, you were surprised that your juices weren’t rolling down your legs already.

Changbin seemed to notice your restlessness as he smiled against your lips.

“You know, it’s still early,” he explained with a smirk as his fingers met your fishnet-clad thigh, running higher up each second. “I bet that party isn’t over yet. Just, you know, if you want to go talk to him now.”

That game Changbin was playing was very unfair. His fingers running over your legs so faintly, barely touching you as they wandered higher and higher up, were distracting. And when his fingertip finally reached your soaked underwear, running along your slit over the thin fabric, you closed your eyes for a second.

You bit your lip, trying to suppress the moan, when his finger tapped against your hooded clit a few times. It prompted sparks inside your veins like your body was the host to a firework. It gave you an idea of how good Changbin could treat you and how good he could make you feel. It quickly overshadowed all your morality.

“Drive!”

“You sure?” Changbin questioned cheekily, brushing his fingers against your nub a few times, running over it in slow circles.

“Don’t ask stupid questions. Just get me to that damn party.”

Changbin turned the ignition almost instantly, rapidly stirring the car to turn around. With one hand on the stirring wheel, his other hand picked up its pace right that moment. It made you jolt at the unexpected movement, a knot starting to form in your stomach already. A string of curse words left your mouth as you threw your head back at how amazing his fingers felt now that he wasn’t just teasing.

“Your wish is my command,” Changbin triumphantly added as he looked at you cheerfully. “Always.”

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