ENHYPEN x Reader

Sunoo: Baby Boy (Smut)

Paring: Sunoo x Reader
Warning: a lot of teasing, oral, dom! Reader, Sub! Sunoo, dirty talking, pet names. A lot of babying,
Style: Smut, NSFW, Romance, Fluff
word count: 1,683

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Sunoo and Y/N were curled up in her apartment, a soft sanctuary away from the buzzing world outside. He was sprawled out, his head resting in her lap, a sense of serenity enveloping him as she stroked his hair. They were watching a movie, but the comfort of each other's presence was the true highlight of their evening. Amidst their relaxed chatter, Sunoo shared tidbits about his hectic idol schedule, his voice laced with a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction.

As the movie played, a particularly spicy and intimate scene unfolded on the screen. Sunoo's eyes widened, his cheeks flushing with a mix of surprise and intrigue. The scene, showcasing a dynamic of control and submission, stirred something within him. He couldn't help but imagine himself in a similar scenario, with Y/N in the commanding role, guiding and controlling him.

Y/N, quick to notice the shift in his demeanor, quirked an eyebrow and leaned down, her face close to his. A small smirk played on her lips as she sensed the thoughts swirling in Sunoo's head. "Does this scene give you ideas?" she whispered teasingly, her hand drifting to a more sensitive area, her touch light yet suggestive.

This elicited a soft whimper from Sunoo, his body responding instinctively to her touch. He felt a wave of neediness wash over him, making him restless yet hesitant. "Y/N..." he breathed out, his voice a soft plea.

Y/N chuckled lightly, the sound melodic and teasing. "You have to use your voice, Sunoo. Tell me what you want," she encouraged, her movements slow and deliberate, heightening his anticipation. His response was a gentle beg, a vulnerable display of his desire.

Her laughter filled the room again, but there was a tenderness in her eyes as she gazed down at him. "Look at how needy you've become over just a movie scene," she cooed, her tone playful yet affectionate. "Do you imagine us in that situation?" Her question, though light, carried an undercurrent of curiosity.

Sunoo looked up at her, his eyes conveying a mix of yearning and emotion. Slowly, he leaned in, bridging the small distance between them, and captured her lips in a kiss that was as needy as it was tender. Y/N's lips met Sunoo's in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire between them. She smoothly transitioned to straddle his hips, her movements eliciting a soft whimper from him. Feeling his reaction, she couldn't help but smile against his lips.

"Do you like this?" Y/N teased, her voice a sultry whisper as she pulled back slightly to gaze into his eyes.

Sunoo, his breathing heavy, nodded eagerly. "Yes, I love it," he gasped, his hands reaching for her. But she was quick to catch his wrists, pinning them above his head.

"No touching," she reminded him firmly yet playfully. "Just relax and let me take care of you."

Y/N then began a trail of kisses down his neck, each one leaving a soft, lingering mark on his skin. Her hands skillfully lifted his t-shirt, peeling it away to expose more of him to her exploring lips.

As she reached the waistband of his joggers, Y/N paused, her eyes locking with his. "Do you want to keep going?" she asked, her tone laced with both concern and desire.

Sunoo's answer was immediate and breathless. "Yes, please, Y/N."

Acknowledging his consent, she slowly pulled down his joggers, her mouth then working its magic on his most sensitive areas. Her soft hums vibrated against him, causing his hips to jolt upward involuntarily, his hands gripping the couch in an attempt to restrain himself.