Third Row Back
Minho x Reader
Summary: Minho & y/n get freaky during a celebration (+ a little Newt x y/n tease)
Warnings: PWP, public sex, fingering, unprotected sex, daddy kink (cuz y’all know Minho would have one), exhibitionism/voyeurism
A/N: writing for minho made me miss my fav sassy glader so here is smt spicy with him. also y/n is a freak. that is it.
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It was dark apart from the warm glow of the bonfire, and even that illuminated only so much. By the third row of logs, you’d barely be visible— those sitting in the front row would get all the light. Which was perfect for what Minho had planned for y/n.
Y/n sat comfortably between his legs in that convenient third row, his arms wrapped tightly around her. His fingers played with the hem of her short skirt, one she’d made herself for occasions such as this.
Minho whispered against her neck, “I love this skirt on you. You should wear it more.”
Y/n laughed. “You want me to wear this around the Glade while you’re off running around the maze all day?”
“Okay, maybe not.” He planted a kiss on her neck. “You cold, babe?” Minho asked in her ear.
Before even hearing y/n’s response he reached into a bag he’d placed behind him, pulling out a large blanket. The blanket could easily fit three under it, so it wrapped around them no problem, a good portion of it dragging onto the ground.
The first round of Gally’s brew came around, and soon all the other Gladers were drunk. Soon everyone was inebriated, & wrestling matches began in the firelight. Minho saw his opportunity.
He placed wet, open kisses on y/n’s neck, and she threw her head back to give more access. Sucking on her sweet spot, he took both breasts into his hands and massaged them gently, playing with her nipples every so often.
Y/n bit her lip to stifle her moans. “Minho, everyone is around.”
“Don’t worry babe, it’s so dark you can barely see us back here, everyone is drunk & focused on what’s happening around the fire, & you’re fully covered by the blanket.” He bit down on her skin and sucked hard.
“You thought this through, didn’t you?”
“Of course,” he smirked against the bruise that was forming where he sucked her.
Minho slid his hands down her abdomen to her core. With one hand he parted her folds to give more access to her clit, and with the other he began to stroke slowly, softly touching the sensitive bundle of nerves.
Y/n’s breath hitched at the sensation, the feel of his touch amidst the party almost overwhelming her senses.
The boy slowly dragged his finger lower, dipping slightly into her entrance. Y/n felt his cock harden against her lower back as he felt how wet she already was for him.
“Turn to me,” he commanded.
Y/n obeyed, turning her head to meet his. He enveloped her in a passionate kiss, tongues wrestling for dominance. His fingers continued their work on her clit, rubbing firmly, and y/n moaned into the kiss, doing her best to keep her volume at a minimum.
There was a lot of noise around them, with all the shouts & hollers & conversations going on, so she wouldn’t have to be fully silent.
As Minho quickened the pace y/n instinctively opened her legs, hooking them behind his calves. As his access widened, Minho brought his other hand to her soaking entrance, sliding two fingers in with little resistance. Y/n arched her back as he curled his fingers inside her, hitting her g-spot.
“Mm, Minho,” she whispered, calling his name as loudly as she could without drawing attention.
Pumping in and out of her, y/n rolled her hips lightly against his hands, creating as much friction as she could with little movement.
Y/n laid her head back against his shoulder, panting through the pleasure. She watched the boys dancing by the fire, and the groups having conversations. The thought of any of them catching the graphic scene playing in the shadows at any moment excited her, and she rolled her hips harder.
Panting through light moans, she cried his name again. “Mm, Minho.. oh- yes, yes baby, yes.”
“You’re so fucking hot babe.” Minho added a third finger and rubbed her clit harder. From there it only took about five minutes before y/n came undone. She continued her faint moans as he pleasured her through her high, the blanket beginning to slide down her shoulders.
When she finished she pulled the blanket back up with a satisfied sigh. Minho brought his fingers to his lips and sucked the juice off of them, murmuring about how he loved her taste.
Then, the crowd stood up and gathered tighter around the fire, entranced by an intense wrestling match between the latest greenie & one of the other boys. Y/n saw an opportunity.
She quickly turned herself around so she was straddling Minho, keeping the blanket covering as much as she could. As she undid the button of his pants the boy raised his eyebrows. “What are you doing babe?”
“It’s your turn,” she said simply, freeing his hard cock from his underwear. “They’re all distracted right now. But if they catch us… then they can watch.” She smirked seductively, lowering herself onto his length.
Minho groaned in pleasure as he bottomed out, and y/n wasted no time. She rode him steadily, moaning louder this time, matching the volume of the crowd. Quickening her pace, Minho grabbed her ass to support her, helping her deepen her thrusts.
“Ooh, yes baby, just like that. You ride daddy’s dick so well,” he whispered into her ear, sticking his tongue in afterwards and exploring.
“Ooh M-Minho.. oh, yes.. I love how you feel inside me,” she increased her speed again, squeezing her walls against his length. “Oh, daddy, you feel so good! Mm, I love taking your big, fat cock in my tight pussy.”
Minho began to thrust his hips into her harder, keeping one hand on her lower back and the other on the log to steady himself. He panted his words.
“Yeah? You like that? You like taking daddy’s cock like a good girl?”
The blanket was at their waists now, barely covering where their bodies became one.
“Yes! Oh, yes, daddy, yes! Yes! Yes!”
Y/n came for the second time, and Minho followed shortly after. They rode each other through their highs, calling each other’s names as they did, not even caring who heard them.
She slowly pulled herself off of Minho, a mixture of their juices spilling out of her as she turned around to sit with her back against his chest again.
They scanned the scene. The wrestling match was still going, seemingly at its own climax, and the Gladers cheered as the greenie gained dominance.
So no one saw, y/n thought to herself. She hated to admit it, but a part of her wished someone had.
Then, the fire roared stronger for just a second, and in the flash of light, a couple dozen feet away, in the third row of sitting logs, y/n saw him.
Newt sat alone, eyes closed with head thrown back, vigorously pumping his hard length, his lips parted as he moaned and panted in solitude. She couldn’t him, but she could read her name on his lips.
Y/n.
As he levelled his head his eyes opened & met hers.
She smirked at him knowingly, and then turned to kiss Minho, making sure Newt could see how her tongue slipped into his mouth. Dropping the blanket, y/n palmed Minho through his pants. Y/n continued kissing him with one eye open, only pulling away when she saw Newt finish.
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Han Juwon’s Guide to Joining a Small Town Community (Beyond Evil)
1.) Make an impression on your first day! Alienate everyone in creative ways so they’ll remember you better!
2.) Flirtation with the local DILF doesn’t always have to involve physical affection or cutesy gifts. Sometimes the clearest signal to send is breaking into that special guy’s basement. Sometimes is roughly nine times a week.
3.) Packing for your move: wet wipes, hand sanitizer, map of reed field, unopened copy of How To Win Friends and Influence People (Kwon Hyuk’s birthday gift for six years running), cork board with red string, earplugs, etc
4.) Be really subtle about your daddy issues as you stalk the aforementioned local DILF.
5.) Avoid butchers bearing eggs.
6.) Keep your fancy Seoul apartment to maintain the self-delusion that you’re ever leaving the countryside again. Lie to yourself and your father about moving back to Seoul.
7.) NO. TOUCHIE. *Terms and conditions apply (see: going to hell for someone)*
8.) Keep your therapist sibling wine-aunt lawyer Kwon Hyuk on speed dial.
9.) Full, thoughtful rotation of hot girl summer/angst emo fall/wet cat winter/ready-for-that-ring spring wardrobe, particularly jackets and suits
10.) When in doubt, murder accusations.
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