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Smut
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You just messed with Seungmin just for him to tease you.

⭒ֺ𓏲 🌷 ִֶָ⭒

You and Seungmin were having a cozy evening at home, curled up on the couch with a movie playing in the background. His arm was around you, holding you close, and you couldn't help but feel a mischievous urge to get a reaction out of him. Seungmin was always so composed, and you loved seeing him get a little riled up.

  As you sat there, you started to absentmindedly trace your fingers along his biceps, feeling the firmness of his muscles. Seungmin glanced at you, curiosity in his eyes. "What are you doing?" he asked with a small smile.

  "Just admiring," you replied innocently, shifting slightly to sit on his lap. Seungmin's hands moved to your waist, steadying you.

  You leaned in close, brushing your lips against his ear. "Do you ever wonder why the sky is blue?"

  Seungmin chuckled, shaking his head. "Seriously? That's what you're thinking about right now?"

   "Just curious," you said with a playful grin. "And you know, I like bugging you."

  He rolled his eyes, his hands giving your hips a gentle squeeze. "I can tell."

  You continued your teasing, poking his sides and asking him more silly questions. Each time, Seungmin's patience was tested a bit more, but he kept his cool. You leaned back slightly, giving his chest a light smack, and then you couldn't resist any longer. You reached down and gave his ass a playful smack.

  Seungmin's reaction was immediate. His eyes darkened, and his grip on your waist tightened. Before you could react, he grabbed your hips and swiftly flipped you over, positioning you on all fours on the couch. Your breath hitched as you felt his body press against yours, his arousal evident.

  You looked over your shoulder at him, a defiant smile on your lips. Seungmin's eyes were filled with a mix of frustration and desire as he leaned down, his breath warm against your ear. "I know what you're doing, and it's not going to work," he said, his voice low and husky.

  You wiggled your hips slightly, testing his resolve. "Oh really? Because it seems like you're getting worked up," you teased, a playful glint in your eyes.

  Seungmin's smirk deepened as he realized you weren't going to back down. "Alright then," he murmured, his voice dark with determination. "If you want to play, let's play. But remember, I'm in control."

  Without another word, he began to grind against you, his hard length pressing firmly against your ass. The friction sent shivers down your spine, and you bit your lip to stifle a moan. Seungmin's hands roamed over your body, one sliding under your shirt to cup your breast, his thumb brushing over your sensitive nipple.

  "Let's see how long you can keep this up," he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. "I'll tease you until you can't take it anymore."

  His hand moved from your breast to slip under the waistband of your shorts, fingers grazing your wetness. "You're already so wet," he teased, his voice a mix of amusement and desire. "Is this what you wanted?"

  You whimpered in response, your hips pressing back against him. Seungmin chuckled, his fingers continuing to tease you, never quite giving you the pressure you craved. "Patience," he murmured, his breath hot against your skin. "I'll give you what you want, but not just yet."

  His fingers withdrew, leaving you aching for more. You turned your head to look at him, frustration evident in your eyes. Seungmin's smirk widened, clearly enjoying your predicament. "What's wrong, baby? Can't handle a little teasing?" he taunted, his hand returning to your breast, pinching your nipple lightly.