Hey y’all! Tysm for all the love on my first post! I’m still trying to set up an ask for requests bc it is NOT working, but hopefully I can take some requests soon or if you’d like to comment what you wanna see🫶🏽
WARNINGS: dom!seokmin, sub!reader, afab!reader, fingering (fem!reader receiving), unprotected sex (oh lord please don’t do that), marriage au, firefighter au, firefighter!seokmin, mentions of hospitalization due to past injury (Seokmin), mentions of food (reader cooking), breeding kink!both (that part’s somewhat cringe bc I’ve never written a breeding kink before but my friend requested it so), please lmk if I missed anything
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She knew his work was dangerous
She always knew that. But never once did she try to keep him home. Every morning, her husband would get up and leave for the station well before the sun rose. Some weeks, he had to stay there round the clock, meaning they didn’t see each other.
It was lonely. Some nights she couldn’t bring herself to sleep in their bed because she missed him so much. And with the chief’s health declining, her husband had been staying at the station more and more to help out. As much as she knew he wanted it, part of her hoped he didn’t get promoted and take the chief’s place.
It was selfish, she knew, but she was scared. As the chief, it practically an obligation to die for your crew. For the cause. You’re both the leader and the sacrifice.
She sighed as she rolled out the dough for the Hwangnam bread, her husbands favorite. A welcome home treat. As she mixed the red bean paste, she heard the locks tumble and the front door open.
“Jagiya~,” a voice called. “I’m home.”
She quickly wiped off her hands and walked towards the front door to see her husband pulling his heavy jacket off his shoulders.
“Seokmin!” She hugged him tightly, inhaling his familiar scent of vanilla, sandalwood and lemongrass. “I missed you,” she whispered.
“I missed you too, my love. But I’m home now,” Seokmin replied, kissing the top of her head. “What’s that smell?”
“You should know by now…”
“Awww, Jake,” he said, looking past her and towards the kitchen. “Hwangnam?”
Jake nodded and took her husband’s coat, draping it over the back of the couch. “I wanted to surprise you but… you got here earlier than I expected. Not that I’m complaining,” she hastily added. Anything to have him home.
“We got to knock off early,” Seikmin said as he slipped his leather suspenders off. “Chief had a check up. Said we should all go home.” He sighs and drops into an armchair, clearly spent. Jake watched as her husband rolled his shoulders, then rubbed his thigh, making her wonder if his injury was bothering him.
Six months ago, Jake had gotten a call she had hoped to God to avoid: her husband, in the hospital, with second-degree burns and a shattered femur. He made a remarkably quick recovery, but after a long day, or when the weather’s really bad, it causes him pain.
Jake pulled a towel over the bean paste bowl and the dough bowl and walked behind her husband, massaging his shoulders. A small sigh left his lips as she worked the knots from his neck.
“God, baby. That feels nice.”
Jake smiled to herself and rubbed small circles on his back with her thumbs. “Oh yeah?”
Seokmin nodded drowsily. “Yeah. Think I slept on my neck wrong because it’s been hurting.”
She moved her hands closer to his neck. “What about here?”
“Mmmm. Perfect.”
“Wait I’m coming around,” Jake said. “I can barely reach over this chair.” She walked around in front of her husband, standing with one of his legs positioned between hers. “That’s better,” she said softly.
Seokmin reached out and settled his hands on her hips, lazy massaging her skin as she massaged his shoulders. He smiled as he felt her hands slide up his neck and cup his face.
“Hey,” she whispered.
“Hey,” he whispered back, lazily opening his eyes. He pulled her closer by her hips as she leaned down and pressed her lips to his.
Damn, I missed this, she thought. I missed him.
Seokmin squeezed her hips tightly, causing her to gasp, giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, tasting and exploring.
His hands ran up and down her sides, occasionally squeezing her waist or thighs. Jake planted on hand on the arm of the chair, the other fisting his shirt as she leaned into him and brought her knee on the chair cushion, right between her husband’s thighs.
She swung her leg over his so that she was straddling him, her hands clutching the fabric of his white t-shirt. With his hands on her thighs, thumbs rubbing the inside of her thighs… God, it had been so long.
Seokmin pressed his thumbs into Jakes thighs harder, causing her to moan into his mouth, subconsciously rocking her hips into his, desperate for him to move his hands. He smirked against her lips before trailing kisses down her neck. Seokmin placed his hands on Jake’s hips, steadying her and helping her set a rhythm against him.
“Mmm, Minnie,” Jake moaned softly.
“Right here, angel,” he said, biting her neck. “Not… goin anywhere.” He kissed further down Jakes neck. “Nowhere but down,” he mumbled.
Jake raised her arms as Seokmin pulled her dark purple hoodie up and over her head. “Gorgeous,” he said, looking his wife up and down. “Fucking beautiful,” he mumbled, kissing the curve of her left breast, right hand gently kneading the other.
Jake threw her head back, gasping as Seokmin started harshly biting and sucking on the skin of her collarbone and tit, leaving a trail or red and purple splotches as he went. With one hand she gripped his hair, the other she used to steady herself against the chair.
Seokmin slid a hand into Jake’s shorts, rubbing against her clit, drawing shudders and while from his wife’s mouth. In response, she rolled her hips harder, desperate for more friction between them, felling him harden beneath her. Jake’s hand slid between them, roughly palming Seokmin’s growing erection.
“Baby, wait,” he said, pulling a way slightly. “Let me…” he trailed off as he stood, making Jake wrap her legs around his waist as he maneuvered to the couch, dropping Jake on her back. He pulled his shirt off, pulled his heavy work pants down and kicked his boots somewhere behind him. Jake did likewise, tossing her hoodie aside and shimmying out of her shorts.
Making eye contact, they both giggled, as it had been a while since they’d done anything like this due to Kyeom’s unpredictable schedule. Not breaking his gaze away, Dokyeom knelt on the couch, one foot on the ground, other knee between Jake’s. He slowly ran his fingers from her ankle up her leg, her waist, her body arching slightly into his touch until his hand met her cheek.
“Hi,” she said breathlessly.
He smiled. “Hi,” he whispered back.
Seokmin leaned in and kissed her softly, fingers leaving her cheek and finding the hem of her panties while his other hand was planted next to Jake’s head, holding himself up. After a moment, he slipped a finger into Jake’s dripping core, causing her to moan against his lips, and biting his tongue when he added a second.
“Mmm… Min…” Jake moaned out.
“Yes, angel?”
“M-more,” she mumbled.
Seokmin grinned devilishly. “What was that, love?”
“I… I said more. Please,” Jake added.
“Of course, baby.” He dragged his fingers out, loving the way he felt his wife clench around him, savoring the whining, whimpering mess she turned into, how absolutely fucked out she looked by being lightly fingered.
“Oh, angel…” increasing the speed of his fingers, Seokmin leaned down and whispered in her ear. “You have no idea… no idea how gorgeous you look. Just for me. You’re so beautiful… so perfect…” Jake’s thighs began to shake. “Just wanna ruin you. Make you scream my name for the whole neighborhood to hear.” He added a third finger and pressed his thumb down on her clit, rubbing lazy circle while his fingers were mercilessly fucking deep into her, occasionally spreading out in a scissoring motion.
Jake bit her lip, legs shaking as she felt her high approaching. Soft hiccups bubbled up in her chest from suppressing her moans. Seokmin smiled and kissed her forehead, then her eyebrows, then her nose, finally kissing her lips, saying “let me hear you, love.” Jake nodded, looking into his eyes as her release crashed over her, and she came over Seokmin’s fingers. He helped her ride her orgasm out, gently removing his fingers, earning a while from his wife’s lips as the slight sensitivity.
“Oh, angel… What am I gonna do with you?” Seokmin mused, licking his fingers clean. Jake whimpered at the sight of her husband’s tongue languidly lapping up her juices off his fingers. “Such a mess already and we haven’t even started.”
“Babe,” Jake said. “I… I need you in me.” she said the last part quietly, shy after it being so long.
“What’s the magic word?” Seokmin asked, lips ghosting over hers.
“Please,” she breathed out.
“Good girl,” he said, pressing his lips to hers. Jake shuddered as she felt Seokmin gently push into her. “Min, wait… we… can we cockwarm for a bit first?”
“Of course, baby,” he said, gently squeezing her hand and kissing her forehead.
After a few minutes of slow breaths and small kisses, Jake nodded and quietly said “you can move now, baby.”
Seokmin nodded and slowly pulled out just to push back in at the same pace. Jake reached up and wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck, tangling her fingers into his cherry hair, shuddering as she felt his thick length drag against her walls.
“Fuck, angel,” Seokmin said, pressing his lips to her neck. “If I knew you’d be this tight I wouldn’t have waited.”
“J-just for… just for you, Minnie,” Jake said. “F…f-faster, baby, please.”
Seokmin nodded and quickened his pace, ramming into Jake, their hips bashing together to the point where Jake was sure she’d find bruises later. Seokmin hooked his hands under her thighs and brought them up over his shoulders as he finally hit that spot that got her seeing stars.
“Oh, god, Min,” she moaned, nails digging into his back. “Right there… Come on baby, don’t… fuck don’t stop.”
“That feel good, love?” He asked, sweat running down his face.
“So good…”
Between the stretch in her legs and the knot tightening in her core and her husband’s fingers working her clit, Jake could hardly speak, let alone think straight. Seokmin, on the other hand, was somewhat clear minded, watching the love of his life fall apart and come undone under him as he abused her g-spot, watching her half-lidded eyes roll back in pleasure as a series of incoherent pleas left her lips. The hickeys on her neck matched those on her collarbone and along her tits, telling the world that she is his.
“Min,” Jake said. “I’m so close.. gonna cum…”
“Me too, baby,” he panted. “Me too. Gonna… gonna fill you up with my babies… make you a mama…”
Jake’s walls tightened at the thought of it. Being fucked by her husband, turning up pregnant. A well sized baby bump, which he would place his grabs on while hugging her from behind. God it was such a thought that she might actually—
“Min!”
“I know, baby,” he said, fucking her even faster. “Come on, angel. Cum with me.”
Feeling the knot in her stomach unravel, Jake reached up and sank her teeth into Seokmin’s shoulder as her release hit her with the force of a tidal wave. Seokmin’s thrust grew sloppier until he finally came inside her, groaning softly before burying his face in the crook of her neck and laying there for a few minutes.
“Baby?” Jake said quietly.
“Hm?”
“Are you okay?”
“Perfect,” he said, punching himself up. “Absolutely perfect,” he repeated, kissing Jake’s lips. “Stunning,” he mumbled, kissing his way to her jaw. Jake felt his lips travel down her neck, over her chest, until he reached her clit. He planted a kiss on her swollen bud, then ran his tongue along her entrance, holding her thighs apart with his hands. Jake couldn’t help but arch her back and grip his hair as a low moan escaped her lips.
Seokmin glanced up at her. “I take it you aren’t too tired for round two?” He asked mischievously.
Jake sighed happily. “Never,” she replied, pushing his head back down.
