pairing: bf hyunjin x reader
CW: porn with little plot, sexual tension, heavy teasing, edging, dom!hyunjin, sub!reader, choking, pet names (baby, jagi), multiple orgasms, slight bdsm, unprotected p in v (no no don’t do it), use of vibrator, sexting, masturbation
synopsis: while trying to get hyunjin to come home, you tease him and break his rules. he has quite the punishment in store for you..
note: I barely ever see people write dom Hyunjin and I needed it. This is practically straight porn. Enjoy 🤌🏻
Late nights waiting up for your boyfriend has become the new normal lately. Hyunjin and the boys had been working overtime getting ready for the new comeback. Of course you understood, and he told you that waiting up for him wasn’t necessary, that’d he’d come home and wrap you up the second he got in. However that didn’t stop your need for him to be there sooner each day.
Emotionally and mentally, you could take it. You were so proud of him and the boys, and Hyunjin was feeling so much better about himself the past few weeks. Some late nights wasn’t going to effect your relationship. On the other hand, physically, you felt like you were about to combust. Even though Hyunjin was still home each night, he had been working so hard & so late that he hadn’t felt like doing anything but showering and getting straight to bed when he got home. It had been almost a week since you had been intimate and you were close to your breaking point.
Tonight, you were lying in bed, trying to distract yourself with scrolling on your phone, when you came across pictures of the boys from the new comeback trailer. When you got to your boyfriend’s picture, your heart skipped beat. You couldn’t take it anymore. Fueling with confidence and arousal, you clicked on Hyunjin’s contact and sent him a message.
Jinnieeee…when will you be home?
You lay your phone down next to you and let out a deep breath. He doesn’t respond immediately, and you don’t expect him to, but a few minutes later you hear your phone ding.
At least an hour, jagi. I’ll be there as soon as I can.
You let out a groan of frustration and you decide to see what you can do to speed up this session.
But baby..I can’t wait that long. Please come home.
You hit send, hoping he understands exactly what you mean by, “you can’t wait that long.” The next text comes quicker than the first.
What’s wrong? Are you okay?
You take a second to decide your wording. How direct did you want to be? Your sweet, sweet boy has no idea the desperation you feel, and you need him to know.
Before he can send back his reply, you click on your camera and take a picture, trying to show him exactly what you need and to get him on the same level of distress as you. You flip on your stomach and arch your back, on your knees, ass in the air, your lace underwear clinging to your skin. Your back is bare given that you had nothing on up top, and the bottom of your mouth barely in frame. You snap the photo and hit send, trying to beat his response. His reply comes instantly.
Christ baby you’re going to kill me. You can’t just send shit like that. I’m right next to Chan.
You start to push. He won’t be home for another hour, and you’re desperate enough to make him feel your pain.
I’m trying so hard to be good, jagi. But my own fingers aren’t doing it for me. Please I need your help.
Desperate for any kind of release of this tension, you lie on your back, slowly moving your hand down to your clit. You begin to rub circles, and although it’s better than nothing, your fingers will never compare to Hyunjin’s. While your fingers on your right hand circle your clit, you bring your left hand up to toy with your nipples. You’re definitely not lasting an hour.
Hyunjin is sitting next to Chan, going over some lyrics they’ve been working on. He’s finished recording for the night, but the other boy’s aren’t, and they’re all there to support and guide each other. However, now, he’s not thinking about a single thing over than you. At home. Alone. Touching yourself in the dark, wishing it was him. He’s hard as a fucking rock from the picture, along with the last text, spilling to him that you were playing with yourself. His jaw is tense, his entire body feels like it’s on fire. This is torture, because he knows he can’t leave yet. He can’t just leave the other boys hanging. All of the sudden, his phone begin to vibrate. The vibration causes him to jump in his seat, snapping him out of his trance.
“Sorry, it’s y/n. I’m gonna step out for a second.” He says to the boys quickly. They nod and continue working as Hyunjin steps into the hallway and hits the green button.
“Jinnieeee…” you whine. His face is flushed, shocked from your call. He hadn’t gotten the chance to reply to your last text. He was too busy day dreaming about what he’d be doing if he was home with you. And pissed that you’re touching yourself, rather than waiting for him.
“Jagi. Get your fucking fingers away from my pussy.” He whispers, cold and short. You’re shocked by the tone of his voice and the words coming out of his mouth. He’s never said anything like that before.
“W-what? But Jinnie it feels so good. I need to cum so bad. I need you home.” You reply, a little hesitant but still unbelievably aroused. He can hear the faint sounds of your moans on the other end of the line. It has his head spinning.
“Fuck. You’re such a brat. I’m coming home. Be a good girl and don’t touch yourself until I get there.” His breathing is heavy as he answers and the call is ended. Hyunjin marches back into the studio and tells Chan he’s going to have to go home.
“Is everything okay? Y/n okay?” Chan asked, genuinely concerned.
“Yeah, she’s not feeling well. I’m gonna go take care of her if that’s alright.” Hyunjin replies, jaw still tense, rushing to gather his things.
“Yeah no worries, you’ve recorded your stuff for the day. Tell her I said I hope she feels better.” Chan says with a smile, then focusing back on Han in the recording booth.
“Oh she’s going to, don’t worry. Thanks hyung.” And with that Hyunjin dashes out of the studio, and out of the building. He reaches his car quickly and races home.
You couldn’t hardly believe his words over the phone. Your sex life was far from boring, but he had never sounded like that before. The hunger in his voice, the stern way he spoke. It only turned you on more. He would have no idea if you continue, you thought to yourself. You just need to make sure you’re done by the time he gets home. You figure you’ve got five or so minutes. You can do that easily, especially with your current agony. You bring your fingers back down to your clit. You turn your head to the side and close your eyes, trying to focus on your orgasm before Hyunjin gets home. You knew he’d give you plenty more when he got there, but even five minutes felt like too long right now. You began to circle your clit faster, your breathing becoming erratic.
“Fuck-“ you whispered, circling even faster. You brought your other hand back up to your breasts and pinched your nipples. You were right at the edge. Blinded by pleasure, you weren’t aware when the front door unlatched. Or even when the footsteps came down the hallway. Your orgasm ripped through you, your body trembling and your thighs shaking from the aftershocks. Once you slowed down your breathing, your eyes shot open, suddenly feeling eyes on you. Fuck. There he was. Standing against the door frame of your bedroom, eyes dark and locked on you. He didn’t say anything at first, just took a step forward.
You shot up, leaning up on your elbows, closing your legs. “Hyunjin! I-I didn’t expect you to get here so fast.” You rambled out, trying to explain yourself.
He steps close enough to grab your wrist and your breath catches. The look in his eyes is absolutely feral. He’s pissed and blinded by desire.
“Hm. I believe I said to not touch yourself anymore until I got home.” He says bitterly, his hand still around your wrist. He’s close enough that you can feel his breath on you as he stands over you at the edge of the bed.
“I-I’m sorry. I couldn’t-.” You muttered. He uses his other hand to grab your throat, silencing you immediately. You’d never seen him like this. You were dumbfounded, but could feel yourself getting wetter by the second.
“Did I, or did I not, Jagi?” He questions.
“Yes, Jinnie, I’m sorry.” You plead, writhing under his hold.
“I’m afraid sorry isn’t gonna cut it this time, baby.” He says, calmly, but still with the look of intense hunger in his eyes. He lets you out of his grasp, and walks across the room to his dresser. You’re a bit disoriented from the intensity of his former hold on you, and now from wondering what he’s planning. He walks back over with one of his ties in his hand.
“Scoot up. Up by the headboard.” He instructs. You hesitate and begin to ask him what he’s doing when he interrupts your thoughts. “Don’t make me repeat myself, Jagi.” You obey and crawl up towards the top of the bed. The authority in his voice has you reeling for more, but a sliver of fear stays inside you as well. This was unfamiliar, you had no idea what was coming.
“Do you trust me?” He asks, softer than he’s been speaking, but you can tell he’s in charge.
“Yes, Jinnie.” You reply, almost as a whimper. You knew he would never do anything to hurt you, or anything that you would protest against.
“Good. Hold out your wrists.” You follow his orders immediately. He begins tying the tie around your wrists. He then instructs you to lie back, and ties the tie through one of the metal bars on the headboard. You’re now lying down, only in your underwear, hands tied securely above you. You’re practically dripping from the unknown and excitement of this new version of Hyunjin. You must’ve really pissed him off.
“I told you I would be an hour. One. Hour. But apparently my little slut couldn’t wait that long.” He began to run his hands along your sides. You whimper at the degrading words and his touch on you. He walks back over to his dresser and grabs one more tie. A wave of confusion hits you, but you don’t dare question him. As he walks back over to you, he begins again. “I was at work baby. Right next to the guys. And you couldn’t fucking behave.” He brings the second tie and secures it over your eyes. Not only is your sense of touch partially taken away, now you can’t see either. You wiggle in your restraints, testing the tie. You can barely move, and you sure as hell can’t see. You take in a deep breath, and you know you’re in for it.
“And then I get home, ready to relieve you of your torment, to find that you disobeyed me, and decided to relieve it yourself.” He scolds you. As he’s saying this, he begins rubbing up the sides of your thighs. You let out a whine, wanting more. “I asked you to be a good girl, but you just couldn’t wait. Fucking brat.” You squirmed under the control of the ties, and his touch, but it was clear you weren’t going anywhere any time soon.
“Hyun. I need more, please touch me.” You say panting. With your hands restrained and your ability to see taken away, his touch felt ten times better, stronger, hotter.
“Safe word?” He whispered, trailing kisses up your left leg, into your inner thigh. The first time you asked him to be a bit rougher with you, he insisted you two create a safe word. Although you knew he would stop the minute you said something, or he felt something was wrong, you obliged. It seemed important to him to have a specific word set for your comfort, and you appreciated that.
“Venom.” You moaned out. His kisses getting closer and closer to where you desperately needed them. You were so impatient at this point, although his teasing was only starting.
“Good girl. And you know the color system baby. Where do you need me sweet girl?” He asks, placing a final kiss right at the edge of your underwear, where your thigh meets your pussy. Although you can’t see it, you can feel the smirk on his face when he asks. He reaches up and massages both of your breasts as he waits for your reply.
His words have you reeling. You are 100% lost in him and his touch. “P-please touch my pussy Jinnie….please.” Normally you would be a little hesitant and embarrassed to be this desperate, but he knew exactly what he was doing, and you were tired of playing games. Still kneading your breasts, he placed a solid kiss directly on your clothed cunt. You let out a gasp and bucked your hips forward. You then feel him pull back and rip your panties down in one fluid motion. When they’re gone, you can tell he’s leaned back in, positioning himself between your legs, head directly in front of your now bare pussy. You can feel his breath on your aching clit. It’s practically begging for attention. Without warning his mouth is on you. His tongue begins to whirl around your clit. You scream. Your wrists tug against your restraints and your body begins to tremble.
“Jin- oh my god, fuck.” He continues, his mouth going at your dripping cunt like he’s starved. “P-please don’t stop.” He lets out a subtle hum against you and you let out a sob. The vibration of his voice going through you in waves. You feel yourself getting closer to climax. By the way you sound, you’re sure he knows you’re close too. You want so badly to be able to see him. Your favorite view of Hyunjin is him between your legs, messy and desperate. “S-so close” you manage to choke out, and the second you do, his every movement stops. His grip on your breasts releases, his tongue stills completely, and you feel him step away from you. Your body fills with distress, your blood boiling from the sudden orgasm left hanging.
“No! Jinnie I’m sorry, please!” You groan out, tears forming in your eyes under your blindfold. He’s punishing you. Not just for distracting him while working, but for disobeying him and making yourself cum before he got home.
“Now baby, why would I give you what you want?” He says, voice coming from beside you now. “You didn’t listen to me, so I’m not going to listen to you either. You’re mine to toy with as much as I want tonight.” He leans down and kisses your cheek playfully, a dark chuckle slipping out. As you let out another whimper, he lands a soft slap on your tender cunt. Your back lifts off the bed again, shocked by the sudden and almost painful sensation.
“I’ll be good. Just please make me cum. I’m sorry Jinnie. Please.” You beg, a tear rolling out from under the tie that’s restricting your vision. He bends down, kissing the tear away. He continues kissing down your neck and to your breasts. He takes one of your nipples into his mouth. Sucking and biting, sure to leave a mark that will be there for days. You’re still reeling from your denied orgasm. Everything feels twenty times as sensitive. He then goes to the other breast and does the same. While biting at your chest, he slides his right hand down and back on your throbbing pussy. His fingers slide through your folds, gathering your wetness and sliding back up to your clit. He brings his left hand up and it snakes around your neck. You let out a muffled moan. He knows you love that.
“If only you had waited for me. I could’ve been the one making you cum, instead of cumming on your own fingers.” As he scolds you, he abruptly shoves two fingers inside of you.
“HYUN-fuck!” you squeal out. He curls his fingers up and thrusts them to your sweet spot a few times before pulling them out completely. The hot-n-cold of pleasure is becoming overwhelming, you let out another sob. There’s no way in hell you’re ever disobeying him again. You rock your body forward, desperate to make contact with him again. His left hand stays around your throat, his right hand pushes down on your lower stomach, right above your cunt, trying to stabilize your hips.
“Stay. fucking. still.” He spits out at you. He takes his hand off your stomach, hoping you’d obey and shoved the two fingers back inside of you. You did everything you could to stay as still as possible. It felt like torture. The teasing, edging, inability to move or see, you’re close to your breaking point. “Stay still and maybe I’ll let you come.” He begins thrusting his fingers faster, curling up to your most sensitive part each time. You’re so close you can taste it, but you’re afraid of the loss once again. “You’re close aren’t you baby?” He whispers, close to you. His left hand applies a bit more pressure to the sides of your throat, and his right hand starts moving quicker inside of you. “Color?” he asks a little more gently, since you haven’t replied.
“G-green. Fuck Jinnie, yes I’m so close, please let me cum.” You can barely form words because of the hold is talented fingers have on you.
“Let go baby. Cum for me.” His permission finally pushes you over the edge. Your legs are shaking, your chest rising up and down rapidly. Your climax hits you harder than ever before. Your arousal gushes out of you onto his hand. You practically scream as he continues finger-fucking you through your orgasm. After your body stops convulsing, he retracts his fingers from inside of you and pulls his hand away from your neck. The hand that was formally around your neck reaches around your head and undoes the tie around your eyes. You squint, eyes adjusting to the little bit of light in the room. You’re unbelievably happy you can see him again, but your hands remain secured. The first thing you see when everything comes into view is him sucking your climax off of his fingers.
“We’re not done baby. But I want to see your eyes when you come on my cock.” He says softly into your ear. He quickly disposes of his clothes, he had been fully dressed until now, given that the focus wasn’t on him and you weren’t able to touch him anyways. When you see him, his cock is red and angry, going untouched this long.
“Let me touch you Jinnie, please.” You whine out, pulling against the tie around your hands again. You admire your boyfriend in front of you as you beg. He’s so damn beautiful it hurts.
“No baby, you’re still being punished. No touching.” He climbs on the bed, situating himself in between your legs. His cock barely pressing right against where you need it. He leans down and tilts your neck to the side with his left hand and begins sucking on your sensitive skin. Any other time you would be concerned about him leaving a mark, but tonight you didn’t care. Simultaneously, his right hand is guiding his cock into your entrance. He pushes in slowly, sinking in and cherishing every inch of you. Your back arches up off the bed, your chest now against his on top of you. Once he’s fully inside of you, he pauses. He unlatched from your neck and leans over to the nightstand. He opens the drawer next to your bed and pulls out your vibrating wand. Your eyes go wide, desire fueling your every thought. You weren’t sure if you could handle him, and the vibration on you. But before you could decide that for yourself, he switches the wand on and places it directly onto your still swollen clit.
“AHh- oh my god” your eyes roll back into your head and your head leans back, giving him access to your neck once again. He dives back down, his lips attacking your throat and chest. Once you’ve gotten used to the vibration, he begins to move. Slowly at first, but each thrust harder than the last. He quickens his pace, getting used to your cunt squeezing him so deliciously.
“F-fuck Jagi. My little slut is so fucking tight. Gonna fuck you so good.” You are now completely face-to-face. He places messy kisses on your lips, hot and desperate.
“Look at me. I want to see the look in your eyes when you come.” You obey, maintaining eye contact while the vibrator is on your clit and his cock pumps into you now fast and hard. You feel the familiar knot in your stomach for the fourth time tonight and you’re seeing stars.
“Squeezing me so good, baby.” He’s a moaning and grunting mess above you. About to fall apart just as fast as you.
“H-hyun, I’m g-gonna cum.” You squeak out, still looking at him, forehead to forehead. He quickly switches the vibration to a higher setting, and thrusts quicker, enough to send you spiraling. You go to throw your head back as you cum, but he grabs your face by your chin.
“Eyes on me or I stop.” The authority still in his voice. Your entire body seizes, and you maintain eye contact as your orgasm rocks you. It’s the hardest you’ve ever cum. You’ve never had stimulation to both your clit and pussy at the same time, you were in heaven. Not long after you, Hyunjin spills his load inside of you.
“Fuuuccckk” he lets out slow and with little breath left in him. He takes the wand off of you and throws it to the side. He slows down his thrusts, fucking you both through your orgasms, until he finally comes to a stop. You both can hardly breathe.
“Color?” He asks, panting.
“So, so green.” You reply giggling. He gives you a smile and kisses you harshly. He pulls his cock out of you and immediately goes up to untie your wrists from the headboard. You relax at the sudden relief. He throws the tie to the side with the other that was formally used as a blindfold. He takes you into his arms immediately, you can tell he’s still worried he took it too far.
“I’m okay Jinnie, I promise.” You say, trying to convince him.
“Good, I love you so much Jagi.” He replies, kissing your forehead.
“I love you more.” You settle into his hold. Your body is exhausted and you’re ready to pass out.
“Don’t ever disobey me again.” he says with a cheeky smile. Serious, but with a hint of humor. “Or do, I could definitely go for that again.”
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