EXO X YOU SMUT FIC (8/12)
Title: Say It
Pairing: Lay x You
Genre: smut!au
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,100
Summary: Yixing only need to ask.
Warning: Mention of swearing, hidden body parts, very explicit smut scene
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It’s been marking the third months of your marriage with Yixing, but there is nothing in progress. Both of you have been married under the full control of the parents, which means the business deal is more mattered than your own feeling. It’s not like you never known him before, instead you recognize him as one of the popular student within the college days.
Tonight, it’s just another countless time when you feel the other side of the bed is shifted by his weight but you always pretend to sleep, not dare to make any move. You started to notice that he develops a habit of staring at your back - your sleeping figure - for the past few days.
Both of you are the healthy young adults but you never know why he never intend to touch you which makes you silently growl and frustrated even more. The bed is shifted once again and you heard his shuffling feet to the bathroom and stay inside for the next couple minutes.
You realize his stare is become more intense when you purposely wear lesser clothes. One day you caught him hardly divert his eyes when you only wear short pants that literally shoved under the oversized sweater which looks like you wear nothing in beneath. Or it has been the day you wear the nightgown that loosely hanging around your thighs with the thinnest fabric which you know it will drives him insane. But he still does nothing.
Today, you know that he had stared again for minutes when shuffling himself to the bed and you wonder if he will start to do something when you purposely roll around the bed and facing him but still pretend to sleep. You only wear tank-top - the lacy one, revealing almost your bare skin underneath and shorts that hugged your ass perfectly.
You trying to keep the steady breath when you feel that he finally laid his finger on your face lightly before traveled down from the top of your nose lingering to your cheek and caress his thumb on the shape of your lips. His hot breath tickles when he moves closer and lifts your chin, staring and almost brushes his lips with yours, but he pulls himself out immediately.
You are silently growl in frustration when the bed shifted once again as he swings his legs and sitting up himself. You finally knew what he has been doing on the locked bathroom almost every night - Yixing is satisfying himself. He had trying hard to suppress the moan when he comes to the climax by himself but you are not a fool not to notice this.
“Yixing,” you finally make a move, snapped your eyes open and looking at his back figure which you know he totally surprised to hear your voice, “where are you going?” You asked innocently.
His postures stiffen, afraid of making any moves. Stuttered, he replied back with such a low tone. “I - I’m just going to the bathroom.”
You shifted closer but still making distance. “Don’t.” You immediately stop him. “For once, could you please stop to pretend to holding on yourself?”
His muscle tensed and he is afraid to look back when you moving an inch closer, lean your head on his back and sneaking your hands to hugging him. “I know that we may not in love with each other, Xing, but the fact is we’re married and I’m your wife. Is it hard to ask me instead of you satisfied yourself alone?”
It’s a mere moment of silent before he spins himself around and facing you with confusing look. You say nothing and wait for his reply.
“I just don’t know how.” A soft tone escaped from his lips. “We’re really strangers to each other until few months ago and we’re never having the proper talk between us. I’m afraid that you will push me away when I suddenly get myself closer to you. I’m really afraid that-“
You cut off his word by sealing his lips into a demanding kiss. He confused at first but quickly responds after you forcing his lips to parting open. You messily tangled your fingers on his hair as you pulled him and shoved your mouth deeper.
“You just need to ask.” You managed yourself to speak between the kiss. “I am your wife, Yixing. You have the full authority of me, for God’s sake.”
He flinched over your blunt statement before decided to skims his hand down to your shorts without breaking the kiss and lightly caress your inner thigh, quickly sending shiver to your spine, making an awfully close movement to the place you want him to stop. He doesn’t even need your agreement to pull the shorts halfway down and sneaks his finger to your twitching womanhood.
You try to suppress the moan when he pulled out himself from the kiss as he starts moving his finger slowly, giving the very first taste of your inside. You arch your back in response and a groan escaped from his lips when you instinctively locked his finger inside.
“Fuck!” He hissed when your breath start to hitch as your walls clenching against his finger, giving a whole new sensation to his body. He gradually increasing the speed and you can’t help but start to making a louder noise, as you notice his sight is totally full of lust within minutes.
You scream when he pushed his finger deeper than the first time. Your hips moving frantically in order to adjust his skillful fingers, mewl in response as you grab his lips to exchange sloppy kisses in between. He notices his name slipped from your mouth when you feel really close to your release.
“Yes baby, scream my name louder.” He didn’t slow the pace as he inserts another digit without any warning. You gasp and biting your lips, your body squirming and feel a sudden lost when he drew out. Yixing really has no intention to make you cum so early, even the feeling between his legs says the opposite.
He smirks at your flustered state and you just obediently follow when he laid you down to the bed and tear off your clothes. He shed off his clothes quickly leaving him with the only briefs that accentuated his large and stiff manhood. A thought suddenly snapped on your mind.
“Show me.” You failed to escape a normal tone when he peppering you with wet kisses around your jaw and neck while his hand traveled and squeeze your breast. “Show me, Yixing.” You repeat your words as if he overheard you.
He stops his hand movement and gives you the questioning look. “Show you what, baby?”
You gulped before blurted out your words. You shyly admit that you always turn on whenever you heard his screaming pleasure behind the locked door. “Show me how you satisfied yourself.”
His eyes become darken at your inviting words and he surely didn’t intend to breaking the eye contact when he sitting up himself beside you and pulled out his member from his sudden tight brief and lightly stroking for the base to the tip slowly, back and forth. You bite your lips with a lustful gaze when you heard he escaped a shameless grunt.
“You too,” you heard him growls while harshly pumped his length, but still managed to bend down and harshly crashed your lips, “show me how you touch yourself.” He whispered.
Your cheeks suddenly blush upon his sudden request as you shyly curled up your legs and flustered when you started to travel your hand to your wet folds. You make an audible gasp when you finally touch yourself, brushing your wet womanhood and insert your index finger inside you. Yixing seems eager to hear another moan slips from your lips.
“Wider, baby.” His breath starts to hitch as you obediently follow his order. “Spread your legs wider so I can see how beautiful you are.”
You feel tingling sensation on your lower body when you notice how Yixing blatantly stares at your shameful action. You shut your eyes tightly and rolling your hip as you inserts another finger inside. Yixing groans to the inviting view before him.
It’s such a hard turn-on when you openly fingering yourself in front of him - much likely to his request. You slip many grunts and growls while trying to push your finger deeper. It’s become a delicate sound on Yixing’s ears as he felt his member suddenly throbbing under his palm. He is already in the verge of holding on himself but he doesn’t play the main part yet.
Yixing pushed you down to the bed and you let out a low grunt of the sudden lost touch on your lower body. His eyes are now darken as he crashed his lips harshly, pressing against your mouth, demanding to parting open. He slips his tongue while managing to lock you beneath his bending knee.
You left out a moan when his length nudging your entrance shamelessly, while he still addicted to taste your lips. He groans when your body responds in the same way as he wants you.
“Please, Yixing.” You cried out when he seems overheard you. “Take me.”
He didn’t give a single reply but quickly spread your legs and guiding to your wet fold. He hissed when your walls suddenly tightening as he forcefully sliding his length. You felt that you broke your legs when he finally shoves into you.
Yixing stayed still for some moments, giving you chance to adjust yourself. He let you pulled him and attacking his lips with kisses or biting his neck to subside the pain. Once he feels that you finally relax, he briefly makes a move.
“Can I?” He asked for your agreement as you instinctively curled your legs around his hips which makes you let out an audible gasp for a slight movement when he bends himself lower. You silently nod.
You didn’t expect him to going slow from the start as both of you are badly wanting to race each other’s body. Without any concern, he drills you quite fast from the start as the overwhelming feeling to fills inside you is take over all of his senses. You gasp and slip out his name when he frantically speed up his hips.
Both of your fingers are messily intertwined with him on the top of your head as he grunts when you starting to move your hip in circular motion. Another hiss and incoherent words are echoing through the room combined with the muffled words between the shared kisses.
“Fuck!” you groan when he flips himself, feel a sudden lost of his touch. It’s not until the moment later he drags you out of the bed, spins you around to make you grip on the iron headboard. He moves one of your legs higher on the mattress and spreads another legs wider which makes you fully stretch out yourself.
This time he easily slides himself, grips on your waist, firm enough to trace a purplish bruise later on. His thrust is more demanding this time, leaving you with loud moans and screams from the very start. The chants of your name are mixed with the glistening sweat that runs through your body.
You know that he is close to his release when he pumped your womanhood frantically harder until you can’t adjust his speed and let your walls clenching against him inside before hardly give in. He grunts when your insides become responsive once he spurts his seed and slowing his pace.
Yixing breathes heavily against your ear when he pulled you closer to his embrace as both of you messily collapsing to the bed. He weakly smiles while brushing your hair, murmured something.
“I think I admit one thing now.” His tone is quite husky, which makes you suddenly frowned.
“What?”
“I’m a coward.” He chuckles. “You’re right, baby. I should’ve not holding on myself for so long when I have a beautiful wife beside me. I just need to ask you when-”
You cut off his word again and sealed into another kiss. “I’ve been waiting so long for this.”
He rolled his eyes, giving you his questioning look again. “Really?”
You shyly nod as you roll around yourself and placing your naked body on the top of his. Your bare womanhood is twitching again when making contact with his lower body. You smirked over him when his gaze is totally filled with lust again.
“I don’t think you need to ask for another round?”
He growls.
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Pairing: Lay x You
Genre: smut!au
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,100
Summary: Yixing only need to ask.
Warning: Mention of swearing, hidden body parts, very explicit smut scene
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It’s been marking the third months of your marriage with Yixing, but there is nothing in progress. Both of you have been married under the full control of the parents, which means the business deal is more mattered than your own feeling. It’s not like you never known him before, instead you recognize him as one of the popular student within the college days.
Tonight, it’s just another countless time when you feel the other side of the bed is shifted by his weight but you always pretend to sleep, not dare to make any move. You started to notice that he develops a habit of staring at your back - your sleeping figure - for the past few days.
Both of you are the healthy young adults but you never know why he never intend to touch you which makes you silently growl and frustrated even more. The bed is shifted once again and you heard his shuffling feet to the bathroom and stay inside for the next couple minutes.
You realize his stare is become more intense when you purposely wear lesser clothes. One day you caught him hardly divert his eyes when you only wear short pants that literally shoved under the oversized sweater which looks like you wear nothing in beneath. Or it has been the day you wear the nightgown that loosely hanging around your thighs with the thinnest fabric which you know it will drives him insane. But he still does nothing.
Today, you know that he had stared again for minutes when shuffling himself to the bed and you wonder if he will start to do something when you purposely roll around the bed and facing him but still pretend to sleep. You only wear tank-top - the lacy one, revealing almost your bare skin underneath and shorts that hugged your ass perfectly.
You trying to keep the steady breath when you feel that he finally laid his finger on your face lightly before traveled down from the top of your nose lingering to your cheek and caress his thumb on the shape of your lips. His hot breath tickles when he moves closer and lifts your chin, staring and almost brushes his lips with yours, but he pulls himself out immediately.
You are silently growl in frustration when the bed shifted once again as he swings his legs and sitting up himself. You finally knew what he has been doing on the locked bathroom almost every night - Yixing is satisfying himself. He had trying hard to suppress the moan when he comes to the climax by himself but you are not a fool not to notice this.
“Yixing,” you finally make a move, snapped your eyes open and looking at his back figure which you know he totally surprised to hear your voice, “where are you going?” You asked innocently.
His postures stiffen, afraid of making any moves. Stuttered, he replied back with such a low tone. “I - I’m just going to the bathroom.”
You shifted closer but still making distance. “Don’t.” You immediately stop him. “For once, could you please stop to pretend to holding on yourself?”
His muscle tensed and he is afraid to look back when you moving an inch closer, lean your head on his back and sneaking your hands to hugging him. “I know that we may not in love with each other, Xing, but the fact is we’re married and I’m your wife. Is it hard to ask me instead of you satisfied yourself alone?”
It’s a mere moment of silent before he spins himself around and facing you with confusing look. You say nothing and wait for his reply.
“I just don’t know how.” A soft tone escaped from his lips. “We’re really strangers to each other until few months ago and we’re never having the proper talk between us. I’m afraid that you will push me away when I suddenly get myself closer to you. I’m really afraid that-“
You cut off his word by sealing his lips into a demanding kiss. He confused at first but quickly responds after you forcing his lips to parting open. You messily tangled your fingers on his hair as you pulled him and shoved your mouth deeper.
“You just need to ask.” You managed yourself to speak between the kiss. “I am your wife, Yixing. You have the full authority of me, for God’s sake.”
He flinched over your blunt statement before decided to skims his hand down to your shorts without breaking the kiss and lightly caress your inner thigh, quickly sending shiver to your spine, making an awfully close movement to the place you want him to stop. He doesn’t even need your agreement to pull the shorts halfway down and sneaks his finger to your twitching womanhood.
You try to suppress the moan when he pulled out himself from the kiss as he starts moving his finger slowly, giving the very first taste of your inside. You arch your back in response and a groan escaped from his lips when you instinctively locked his finger inside.
“Fuck!” He hissed when your breath start to hitch as your walls clenching against his finger, giving a whole new sensation to his body. He gradually increasing the speed and you can’t help but start to making a louder noise, as you notice his sight is totally full of lust within minutes.
You scream when he pushed his finger deeper than the first time. Your hips moving frantically in order to adjust his skillful fingers, mewl in response as you grab his lips to exchange sloppy kisses in between. He notices his name slipped from your mouth when you feel really close to your release.
“Yes baby, scream my name louder.” He didn’t slow the pace as he inserts another digit without any warning. You gasp and biting your lips, your body squirming and feel a sudden lost when he drew out. Yixing really has no intention to make you cum so early, even the feeling between his legs says the opposite.
He smirks at your flustered state and you just obediently follow when he laid you down to the bed and tear off your clothes. He shed off his clothes quickly leaving him with the only briefs that accentuated his large and stiff manhood. A thought suddenly snapped on your mind.
“Show me.” You failed to escape a normal tone when he peppering you with wet kisses around your jaw and neck while his hand traveled and squeeze your breast. “Show me, Yixing.” You repeat your words as if he overheard you.
He stops his hand movement and gives you the questioning look. “Show you what, baby?”
You gulped before blurted out your words. You shyly admit that you always turn on whenever you heard his screaming pleasure behind the locked door. “Show me how you satisfied yourself.”
His eyes become darken at your inviting words and he surely didn’t intend to breaking the eye contact when he sitting up himself beside you and pulled out his member from his sudden tight brief and lightly stroking for the base to the tip slowly, back and forth. You bite your lips with a lustful gaze when you heard he escaped a shameless grunt.
“You too,” you heard him growls while harshly pumped his length, but still managed to bend down and harshly crashed your lips, “show me how you touch yourself.” He whispered.
Your cheeks suddenly blush upon his sudden request as you shyly curled up your legs and flustered when you started to travel your hand to your wet folds. You make an audible gasp when you finally touch yourself, brushing your wet womanhood and insert your index finger inside you. Yixing seems eager to hear another moan slips from your lips.
“Wider, baby.” His breath starts to hitch as you obediently follow his order. “Spread your legs wider so I can see how beautiful you are.”
You feel tingling sensation on your lower body when you notice how Yixing blatantly stares at your shameful action. You shut your eyes tightly and rolling your hip as you inserts another finger inside. Yixing groans to the inviting view before him.
It’s such a hard turn-on when you openly fingering yourself in front of him - much likely to his request. You slip many grunts and growls while trying to push your finger deeper. It’s become a delicate sound on Yixing’s ears as he felt his member suddenly throbbing under his palm. He is already in the verge of holding on himself but he doesn’t play the main part yet.
Yixing pushed you down to the bed and you let out a low grunt of the sudden lost touch on your lower body. His eyes are now darken as he crashed his lips harshly, pressing against your mouth, demanding to parting open. He slips his tongue while managing to lock you beneath his bending knee.
You left out a moan when his length nudging your entrance shamelessly, while he still addicted to taste your lips. He groans when your body responds in the same way as he wants you.
“Please, Yixing.” You cried out when he seems overheard you. “Take me.”
He didn’t give a single reply but quickly spread your legs and guiding to your wet fold. He hissed when your walls suddenly tightening as he forcefully sliding his length. You felt that you broke your legs when he finally shoves into you.
Yixing stayed still for some moments, giving you chance to adjust yourself. He let you pulled him and attacking his lips with kisses or biting his neck to subside the pain. Once he feels that you finally relax, he briefly makes a move.
“Can I?” He asked for your agreement as you instinctively curled your legs around his hips which makes you let out an audible gasp for a slight movement when he bends himself lower. You silently nod.
You didn’t expect him to going slow from the start as both of you are badly wanting to race each other’s body. Without any concern, he drills you quite fast from the start as the overwhelming feeling to fills inside you is take over all of his senses. You gasp and slip out his name when he frantically speed up his hips.
Both of your fingers are messily intertwined with him on the top of your head as he grunts when you starting to move your hip in circular motion. Another hiss and incoherent words are echoing through the room combined with the muffled words between the shared kisses.
“Fuck!” you groan when he flips himself, feel a sudden lost of his touch. It’s not until the moment later he drags you out of the bed, spins you around to make you grip on the iron headboard. He moves one of your legs higher on the mattress and spreads another legs wider which makes you fully stretch out yourself.
This time he easily slides himself, grips on your waist, firm enough to trace a purplish bruise later on. His thrust is more demanding this time, leaving you with loud moans and screams from the very start. The chants of your name are mixed with the glistening sweat that runs through your body.
You know that he is close to his release when he pumped your womanhood frantically harder until you can’t adjust his speed and let your walls clenching against him inside before hardly give in. He grunts when your insides become responsive once he spurts his seed and slowing his pace.
Yixing breathes heavily against your ear when he pulled you closer to his embrace as both of you messily collapsing to the bed. He weakly smiles while brushing your hair, murmured something.
“I think I admit one thing now.” His tone is quite husky, which makes you suddenly frowned.
“What?”
“I’m a coward.” He chuckles. “You’re right, baby. I should’ve not holding on myself for so long when I have a beautiful wife beside me. I just need to ask you when-”
You cut off his word again and sealed into another kiss. “I’ve been waiting so long for this.”
He rolled his eyes, giving you his questioning look again. “Really?”
You shyly nod as you roll around yourself and placing your naked body on the top of his. Your bare womanhood is twitching again when making contact with his lower body. You smirked over him when his gaze is totally filled with lust again.
“I don’t think you need to ask for another round?”
He growls.
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