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ʙɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅ, ʀɪᴅᴇ ʏᴀ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ.
Cw: nsfw, car sex, riding, biting, marking, fingering, oral (m receiving) Hongjoong smokes
This is all made up and a work of pure fiction. This is not meant to represent nor disrespect Ateez or Hongjoong in any way. Pls remember that they're real people.
A/n: haha get it? Honda nsx? more like Honda and sex haha cuz car sex, eh. Yeah it‘s a little short but I was too lazy to think of a plot. Maybe next time
„Please leave a message after the tone“
„Hey sorry Captain, I know it‘s late. Just wondering if you‘ve been up to something“
Windows fogged up, a dim purple glow shining into the car. The inside smelling hot and needy, a nicotine smoke created at the front.
„Fuck…just like that“ Hongjoong groaned and sunk further into his seat, his free hand tangling into your hair, pushing you further onto his dick.
His tip hit the back of your throat making you gag, spit leaking, dripping down the sides of your mouth and his length, wet and devastating. Hongjoong took another long drag of his cigarette, the car turning into a foggy mess. He kept bobbing your head up and down, choking on his cock and sallowing hard around him.
„get off, get off“ he exhaled the last bits of his cigarette before flicking it below his feet. He‘d deal with the mess later. You looked at him with big eyes, a pout forming on your lips before he pulled you into a heated kiss. Your mouths desperately finding eachother. The taste of cherry chapstick and nicotine mixing with your senses.
You sucked on his bottom lip and he groaned into your mouth giving you easy access to shove your tongue into his mouth. The entire kiss turning filthy and messy, your body pressing tighter against eachother until you boldly shifted onto his lap. His length lazily layed against his stomach.
His thick hands popping veins from the pressure of grabbing your hips tightly, lips still fighting for any sort of stability. You dug your nails into his scalp, speeding up his breath and roaming any part of your body he could get his hands on.
You moved your hands down Hongjoongs body, your fingers clutching onto his shirt, feeling his toned chest below your fingertips until you reached down to his cock, stroking it easily due to all wetness and spit collected all over his shaft.
You broke the kiss to admire his expression, his eyes tightly pressed together, lips swollen, slightly agape releasing any whines without a care. His breath was unmatched and heavy. All while you were flicking your wrist repeatedly at quickening pace, the sound squelching and disgustingly drenched.
Hongjoong cursed under his breath, you caught his lips once more, biting his lower lip and letting yourself melt deeper into the kiss while jerking him off. You felt his legs twitch beneath you, little whimpers inbetween kisses. You stopped, making him whine at the sudden edge, but you shushed him and struggled your sweatpants off you, leaving you in your tanktop and lacy panties.
„God…fuck you‘re gonna kill me“ he groaned, appreciating the view infront of him and slipped his thick fingers aside your panties, his thumb rubbing your clit and his other fingers knuckles deep inside of you the cold metal of his rings repeatedly moving in and out of you. A shiver ran down your spine. You leaned further into his touch, a wet pool of your juices coating his hand.
„Fuck Hongjoong…keep going“ you moaned in airy tone and grabbed his shoulder with one hand and the window with the other, running a mark down the steamy glass.
Hongjoong rested against your shoulder, planting pecks on your neck, pecks that turned into heavy marks and bites in seconds. You whined, the pain felt so good with the sensation of his fingers deep inside of you, making your back slightly arch.
He stopped, getting you just wet enough to take his dick with ease. He pulled his fingers away and you moved his wrist up to his mouth, shoving his own hand into his mouth with a grin, making him taste you. His eyes were almost tired neediness hidden in his brown pupils. It‘s been such a long week of producing and dealing with everything it felt so good to finally let loose. He sucked your juices off his fingers delicately, a teethy devilish smile plastered over his face which you could only return. You pushed your soaked panties to the side, teasing your folds over his tip before dropping down in one swift motion. You both moaned in sync and tilt your head back in ecstasy.
The stretch felt so filling, he was balls deep inside of you. Hongjoong gripped onto your waist line down to your ass, letting the pressure of his fingertips leave a mark.
You rolled your hips up and down, the slapping of your skin filling the car, followed up by your pornographic moans.
The saturate noise of your wet folds and his soaked cock, rubbing into another so easily, beyond dirty.
You clenched around him tightly.
„fuck…you‘re so tight…“ he exhaled and once again you forced your lips onto his, catching his breath at the sudden motion. Your nails dug his hair, back over his neck creating a scratch streak and a sigh from Hongjoong.
You moved your hips faster as he thrusts his dick deeper and harsher into you, until you were nothing but wild animals in heat and desperation.
Hongjoong grinned at your fucked out expression, head thrown back, bouncing up and down as rough and deep as you could go.
„That‘s right…fuck yourself on my cock“ he licked a straight line up your throat until he reached for your upper neck, his teeth vanishing in your skin and sucking a purple spot in till you cried out in pain and pleasure.
„God—I‘m gonna…“ you gasps silently, your needy voice coated in honey, a sweet melody to Hongjoongs ears as he kept abusing your bare skin until it was all wet and marked up.
„Yeah? You gonna cum? My pretty girl gonna cum?“ he whined as he rubbed your clit, your whole body vibrating at the sensation.
You cried out at when your orgasm spilled all over Hongjoong‘s thighs as your mind went fully blank, Hongjoong still chasing his own climax.
You clenched tightly around him, a broken moan coming out of him as response as you rode him until you both would fully break. He came hard, biting his lip until it would be bruised bleeding, barely pulling out, your fluids mixing on the drivers seat.
Your heavy breaths out of sync, the car smelled like sweat and sex, earliers finished cigarette still lingering in the air.
With a heavy exhale you moved back onto the passangers seat, grabbing your sweatpants back up and Hongjoong zipped his pants back up, a hand ruffling through his damp and messy hair.
„You don‘t wanna get a milkshake, do you?“ you leaned sideways against the seat, fixing your sex looking hair.
Hongjoong gave you a hesitating look, his breath still uneven, before lowering his gaze to the clock behind the wheel.
With a sigh he rolled down the window, the cool night hair hitting your bare arms. Hongjoong popped another Malboro out of his pocket and lit it up inbetween his lips before starting the engine and pulling the handbrake.
