•||Maze runner •||• Imagines & Preferences ||•

Medjack girl - Minho

“Shuck, That’s just great.” He said sarcastically.

“Sorry.” You said sincerely.

“Y’know what, I should know better.” He scoffed.

“Don’t beat yourself up about it Min.” You told him.

“Fell flat on my face just like a shuck Greenie.” He scolded himself.

“What made you lose focus out there?” You asked. Minho seemed to be thinking about something before slightly shaking his head.

“It was nothing, my mind just wandered. I lost my rhythm and then the next thing I know I’m makin’ out with the dirt. My own fault.” He shrugged. “What was the good news?” He asked curiously, you were standing in front of him now.

“The good news is I’m gonna have to keep an extra eye on you until that foot gets better.” You smirked. Minho snickered as he saw the look on your face. He gained a hint of mischief on his face as he experimentally wrapped his hands around your hips.

“Think you can handle this for a month?” He shot at you. You pushed his back down onto the cot and climbed on top of him.

“You testin’ me?” You asked sternly into his ear. You could hear his gulp.

“No ma’am.” He said clearly.

“Good.” You smirked as you started unbuttoning his shirt slowly, one button at a time. “Now you just sit back and relax.” You could feel his heart thumping in his chest as he watched you as you worked on his shirt. Once you finished unbuttoning his shirt you pulled it open and raked your hands up his toned chest. You heard him let out the tiniest of moans beneath you.

“That’s it…doctor’s orders.” You whispered as he removed the rest of his shirt and went onto his pants. You removed those with a bit of a struggle, accidentally bumped his ankle, making him groan out in pain. You winced an apology as you pulled them off completely. You walked over to the door and locked it before removing your clothes and then going back up to straddle him.

Minho pulled you down for a kiss, finally connecting your lips to his. You felt his hands move from your hips, to around to your backside, giving it a firm squeeze. He took the chance to slip his tongue into your mouth as you moaned out, instantly circling your tongue with his. He pushed you closer into him, making you feel how hard his member already was.

You broke off the kiss and started kissing down his jaw, taking in deep breaths as you did. The friction between you two was almost too much for you already. You had to remember that he was injured, just in case you were to fit his foot. So you had to be careful. The last thing you wanted was to make his scream out in pain rather than pleasure.

You felt one of his hands slowly start to travel up your back, making you shiver. He still had sweat on his body from the run earlier today, which you didn’t mind one bit. He soon wrapped both arms around you and sat up, pulling you flush against him. He crashed his lips against yours in one swift motion, and hadn’t noticed you’d lined yourself up at his entrance. You pushed down onto him and both of you let out a loud whimper.

You sat there frozen for a single moment before You pulled out of him, and pushed back down. Minho thrusted into you, holding you close to him.

“Holy shit (Y/n), you’re so tight.” He whispered as he started to breathe down your neck and leave marks as he bit down on it as well. Every thrust was an explosion of pleasure, and you could tell he felt the same way from the noises he was making.

It wasn’t long before he really started to take control. You knew he was used to calling the shots, being the keeper of the runners and all. But he was injured, and you were trying to pleasure him. He pushed into you harder, wrapping you around him and thrusting into you, and as amazing as it felt, that wasn’t what this was.

You trailed your arms onto his chest and pushed him back against the bed, so your hands were placed flat on his now glistening chest.

“What the–”

“I said sit back and relax.” You huskily said before you starting thrusting down onto him. Minho’s hands went back to your hips as your new position felt even more amazing then the other. You thrusted onto him in a way that hit that magical spot deep inside your core.

“That’s it (Y/n), come on.” He said before he drew out a long and unmuffled moan. You could feel him release inside of you just as you came undone yourself. You were coaxing him from the inside and you fell onto him, head resting on his chest, both of you breathless, as he wrapped his arms around you one last time.

You didn’t say a word to each other, a mutual understanding of what just happened. Something that you felt was long overdue but worth the wait, and it made you both content. That was until you heard a loud knock on the door, startling you both.

“(Y/n), is everything alright in there? We heard screaming!” You could hear Newt through the door. Minho laughed and let out an annoyed sigh.

“Knew it couldn’t last forever.” He said before you kissed him and got off the cot and went to get your clothes on to answer the door.