[M] Wedding night (1/1)

2 months laterTaemin and MInyeon were giggling as they staggered down the corridor barely sober. To prevent herself from tripping over the long overalls, she held the fabric in her hand and the other hooked around Taemin’s arm. The stronger silhouette searched for the keys in his pocket and opened the door clumsily while the other followed suit.She kicked her heels off and collapsed on the bed in exasperation.“Minyeon, you need to bathe. We smell like alcohol.”“It’s so tiring. Your friends are monsters—look at the amount of liquor we have to drink.” She whimpered and crossed her arms reluctantly when Taemin tried to pull her off the bed.“Or at least change out of your dress.” She was definitely not in her right mind. Turning around to lie on her tummy, she reached her hand to the back and unzipped the dress. It was an arousing sight for him—as he approached her, he started removing his buttoned shirt reeked in musty smell of liquor and sweat. Slowly, he crawled onto bed beside Minyeon was almost nude, gazing at him blankly till the moment he spoke.“You have no idea how aroused am I now.” She started laughing and blushing all at the same time, brushing away the strands of hair that covered his face. “I don’t know if you’re ready though, but we can wait.”Her laughter subsided when she nuzzled against his chest.“No, we are finally married. Tonight will be special.” With so much uncertainty, he shifted himself so that he could hover above Minyeon, kissing her so subtly. He pulled away, observed her expression and realized that she might be enjoying it as much as he did. Taemin then brought himself down to kiss her again this time deepening the kiss by moving his lips against hers,He nibbled on her bottom lip, tasting the pomegranate flavored gloss when he swiped his tongue across her flesh. They never stopped kissing after the incident; but neither did they bring it further than that. For one, Taemin wasn’t sure if he could force Minyeon into such trauma again and most importantly, he didn’t want negative sexual tension to pull them apart.The girl on the other hand, began to worry that she might push him away when he went on further. She encircled her arms around him as he slipped his hand into her underwear.“You’re still afraid.” Taemin commented worriedly, pressing his forehead against hers and tried to pull his hand out.“No…don’t. Please go on.” Minyeon held his hand in place, panting and squirming under him when he rubbed the tip his finger against her clitoris. She instinctively brought her hands to the back of her head to loosen the messy bun, ignoring the sound of the bobby pins dropping on the floor.“Do you like it?” He asked her, experimentally brushed his fingers against the entrance of her vagina. She moaned softly, closing her legs together to increase the friction.“Taemin, don’t stop. I want to make love with you again so please, even if I were to move away, hold me back.” Lubricating his fingers with her juices, he slipped a finger in, pushing it in and out of her contracting walls. She shuddered at the intrusion and threw her head back—Minyeon was unsure of how she felt at the moment. The stimulation was euphoric but she was in some form of discomfort.“Hey, look at me.” Taemin whispered while stroking her cheek. She did as she was told, gazing straight into his eyes and observed the way he smiled at her. “Look at me. I love you and I would never let anything happen to you.”He increased the speed of his thrusting before adding another finger into her vagina. Hug me. Minyeon obliged, holding him tighter than ever. Don’t hold back your moans, I’m the only one here. His words were like magic. She parted her lips, moaning and whimpering his name while trying to catch her breath. The familiar knot in her stomach was building up whenever he rubbed her clitoris, but this time it felt stronger than before.“I’m going to come.”“Come for me, baby.” He slipped in another digit, this time thrusting in rougher and faster than before. Screaming at the sudden release, Taemin continued moving his fingers to prolong her orgasm. Minyeon was panting, exhausted but still feeling extremely aroused; lifting up her head to look at the sheets, she spotted a puddle of clear liquid and looked at Taemin in embarrassment.“I…peed?” He smirked at her while taking off his pants and socks, trapping her to the bed once again by lying right on top of her. It was suffocating but for some reason, the friction of his chest against her breasts made her excited.“You squirted. It’s not urine.” Reaching his left hand down for her breast, Taemin circled his finger tip against her areola, pinching them gently as he guided his sex to her entrance, “I’m putting it in, Minyeon. Are you sure?”Flustered, she nodded her head and screamed when her walls were stretched wider to let him in. Taemin, it hurts so bad. She sought for composure but it never came as quickly as she thought it would. It made him felt so guilty and apologetic; just like how it was during the first night they met, Minyeon was so vulnerable that he started to believe that he was ill-treating her.“Look at me. Look at me.” He kissed her quivering lips, placing both of his hands on her cheeks. She looked at him tearfully and started weeping, but Taemin wiped her tears away and showered her with kisses as he waited. They didn’t know how long it took for Minyeon buck her hips up to meet his, hinting that he could start moving once again.Taemin moved his hips while massaging her breasts, sucking on them occasionally. Faster she moaned and moved her hips faster instead of synchronizing with his pace, until the moment where the more domineering held on to her waist.“How fast do you want me?”“You don’t have to be so gentle with me.” Minyeon blushed at her indirect request, throwing Taemin slightly off guard. Flipping her around so that she could rest on her abdomen, he slipped in once again, this time digging his hips more quickly and sharply into hers. With both of his hands cupping her chest, Taemin forced her down into his sex, causing Minyeon to scream in pleasure. “You’re so rough.”“Should I slow down?” He guided her to face him once again, watching Minyeon as she shook her head and moaned in frustration when he stopped. Faster, please. She probed her leg up onto his shoulder instinctively and felt as Taemin’s penis sunk in deeper into her cavern deeper than before.He rocked his hips roughly and held on to her waist when she tried to move away from him.“I’m going to come.” The tension was building up so strongly as Taemin pounded into her sharply. “Come inside me, Lee Taemin.”The couple screamed at the point they reached the summit, panting and perspiring at the hours of love making they had. He collapsed on bed right beside her, observing as the puddle of liquid had spread further across the bed sheets. Taemin held on to Minyeon as she continued shivering sensitively for her orgasm, stroking her hair between his fingers.Her scent was perfect—the dried hairspray on her hair and worn off perfume that was a little strong earlier in the day. She was so flawless despite the smudged makeup and the purple marks that he left all over her body. Maybe he was a little too rough, he thought.“I’m sorry. I think I was too rough.”“No….Taemin-ah….how lucky am I to have you.”“Me too, Lee Minyeon.” -to be continued- A/N: I’ve decided to end it here because 1. I’ve already planned to do a sequel. 2. I’m too tired now to think of something new for the next chapters. 3. I think we might need a new story for Kai—but the genre of his story might not be decided yet.