-this is my first time writing something like this so hopefully it isn’t to bad.
-thanks to @atiny-piratequeen for the little bit of help you gave! 💕
It was only a matter of time before Boyfriend!Mingi found out your deepest, most sinful thoughts regarding his size. It was never something you would admit out loud, but you didn’t need too. It was something that became clear to him through the way you reacted so easily to his touch. At times it was almost pitiful how quickly you would succumb to him. Between the gasps when he hugs you from behind, the whimpers when he places his big hands on your waist, and the doe eyes with mouth slightly agape as he towers over you before he kisses you, it was practically undeniable.
You get flustered far too easily, and he didn’t want to embarrass you by bringing it up in conversation. So instead, he decided to turn it into a little game. How far could he take it? How far could he push you before you would admit it willingly?
Ever so slightly, almost delicately he started doing more to set you off. A comment here and there about how small you are compared to him, combined with the pet name, “my little one.” A casual lean over and against you to reach something on a top shelf for you, with a wink as he walks away. A quick comparison of his hand to yours so you are aware of its size, then gently placing it on the small of your back. A punishing refusal to lean down for you to kiss him, opting to lift you to his height instead. Each time succeeds in drawing a small yet needy whimper from your lips.
This subtle, almost unnoticeable teasing went on for about a week before he decided it was time to be more blatant, saying things like, “I love how small you are, baby. Do you love how big I am compared to you?” Everytime, in his low tone voice, he takes caution to draw out any word that emphasizes his size. As he becomes more blatant, so does your obvious need for him. He takes pleasure in watching you squirm in your seat at his words, or better yet, in his lap. He even takes it so far as to pull you into lap, whispering into your ear about how beautiful and tiny you are, about how he loves that he can so easily dominate you due to your size. All the while causing you to become increasingly desperate for him.
You know that he knows at this point. It’s too much. You don’t want to admit it out loud, but you also are aware that is exactly what Mingi wants. He will only keep prying and teasing until you explicitly tell him what you want. You see, Mingi loves your flustered state. While he would never go out of his way to embarrass you in public, in the privacy of your shared bedroom is fair game. He loves to make you say exactly what you want from him. The way your face flushes and twists as you admit your needs is pure bliss to him. Hearing something so dirty coming from the mouth of something so tiny, and fragile as you drives him into a lustful frenzy.
You had truly hit your breaking point with his last attempt to provoke you. You only meant to squeeze past him. An action to merely walk out of your room, but he took it as a chance to swiftly push you against the wall, hovering over your trembling body. He chuckles, almost in a mocking manner, at the desperate yet irrepressible moan that escapes you. There’s no turning back now. You can’t deny it.
You adjust yourself to look up at him, mouth slightly agape at this sudden show of dominance, “Mingi…”
He takes a hold of your hands, pressing them above your head against the wall, “What, baby? I need you to tell me, and then this little game will be over.”
Your mind is hazy, clouded with lust. The words you’re looking for can’t be found because the position you are in is just too much.
He presses harder on your wrists, leaning to whisper into your ear, “I’m waiting, my little baby.“ He is sure to drag out his words, nipping at your neck when he is finished.
“Please don’t make me say it, I know that you already know.” you whine, trying to squirm out of his grasp. He only holds onto you tighter, and you realize you aren’t getting out of this. You look him in the eyes, and you instantly regret it. His lewd stare only makes you weaker.
“Goddamn it, Mingi. It’s you. Everything about you makes me needy,” you admit, “You’re just so tall, so much bigger than me. You’re thighs… and oh god, your big fucking hands. The way you tower over me makes my heart skip, and the way you call me your little baby, and tell me how tiny I am under you…” you pause to breathe before admitting the last part, face flushing as you tell him, “how when you fuck me I can see you bulging inside of me. You- you’re size makes me weak.”
The smirk on his face after you finish your little outburst makes your knees buckle, but he manages to keep you up right.
"See, that wasn’t so bad. Was it, little one?” He teases.
You feel his hands begin to trace down your body, carefully slipping into your shorts, “Since you’ve been such a good girl for me, how about I reward you?"
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