nope // jinjin x reader one shot
Content warnings: smut (18+), fem reader, cock warming, punishment, some degradation, vibrator, orgasm denial.
I inhaled deeply with closed eyes as I felt the tip of Jinwoo’s cock begin to push into my opening, my walls stretching to accommodate his thickness. My jaw clenched as I whined at his slow pace, wanting him to just shove it deep inside. But, I wasn't going to get what I wanted tonight.
Just as he was about halfway inside of me, I heard two faint clicks before a soft buzzing noise played over his low groans. My eyes opened before looking over in the direction of the noise, seeing my vibrator in his hand. I whined more, knowing my punishment tonight was not going to be merciful.
I watched his hand as it made its way to my clit, just hovering over it. I tried to prepare myself for the feeling as the last few centimeters of Jinwoo’s cock finally entered me, stretching and filling me to my limit as usual.
Once he was fully in, I waited for the familiar feeling of vibrations against me. Memories of him using the toy to tease or send me over the edge played through my mind as I waited. After a few seconds though, nothing happened. When I went to turn my head around to ask if he was really going to be this mean to me tonight, that’s when I was surprised by a light brush of the tool against my body; going from the beginning of my entrance where his cock was to my clit, it took me off guard.
My walls tightened around him as my body reacted to the feeling, and I heard him groan in my ear while his cock twitched inside of me. He had been hard for nearly an hour now, and I knew he probably needed this even worse than I did. But then again, that would also be more motivation for him to be all the meaner.
The sound made me move my hips up a little just by pure instinct, but Jinwoo's free hand was quickly on my hip to pull me back down. He sat himself up more and I could feel his breath brush against my ear. I pouted while he kept me still, reminding me that this was a punishment and I wasn't to enjoy myself.
“Awww, does my little cock slut want more?” Jinwoo cooed condescendingly into my ear, pressing light kisses behind it. “You probably should've thought about that when you decided to be a teasing brat in the practice room,” he pressed the vibrator a little harder against my clit, the lowest setting sending still-pleasuring dull pulses towards the bud.
I began to recall some of my teasing towards him during practice today that landed me here. Sure, I was being just a little bit of a tease during the rehearsal, but it wasn't my fault that they made it part of the choreography! Us backup dancers were told to grind against the members as we dropped down to the floor, and all I was doing was following orders. Did I have to press my body completely against him every time we were close? Probably not. Should I have gently grabbed his dick through his shorts as we were running our hands over their thighs? Okay, admittedly no. And was it smart of me to wear just a bra under my sweatshirt so that when I bent down in front of him, he could see it? In the moment to see his flustered face, yes. Now? No.
Once he deemed everything to his liking, he leaned back once again before grabbing the remote that was sitting on the arm of the couch. He clicked the tv on and began watching some show that I could only pretend to focus on.
And that’s how we stayed for what felt like hours (when in reality, probably just minutes). I was able to become relatively calm, barely succeeding in distracting myself from the fullness inside of me provided by Jinwoo’s cock and the tool working on my clit.
Until Jinwoo’s hands went between my legs and clicked the little plus button on the vibrator two times, increasing the speed.
My eyes went wide and I grabbed his arm, struggling to compose myself. My breathing quickened before my body uncontrollably pushed up just a little. Jinwoo’s hand repeated the same action of pulling me back down.
“I can't see if you push up in front of me,” he hissed. However, the almost unnoticeable thrust of his own hips told me that wasn't the only reason. His amount of self control was irritating.
We were almost halfway through the episode but I just couldn't take any more. I wasn’t able to focus on anything but what was happening between my thighs, and it was agitating in comparison with how Jinwoo was acting in our situation. As much as I tried to, I couldn't hold off the increasingly warm feeling building up in my stomach.
My hips began to make small movements while my walls began to tighten around Jinwoo’s cock. I grew more desperate by the second, anxious to get my orgasm out quickly so he wouldn't have the opportunity to do what he intended.
“Cum,” I breathed out without a second thought, barely above a whisper, “I'm gonna-”. I was cut off by Jinwoo suddenly pulling the vibrator away as he held me completely still. My eyes went wide and I felt like crying. My core ached in response to my orgasm being ripped away as I began to wordlessly protest; sounds of desperation coming out of my mouth instead of words.
“Nope, nope, nope,” Jinwoo teased. I could hear the cocky smile behind his words, but I could also hear and feel his own struggle to control himself. The way his hips had bucked ever so slightly as I clenched around him, his groans and soft grunts at the jerking movements of my hips, and how his free hand was back to gripping my hip desperately hard all told me that if he didn't have so much discipline, he wouldn't be able to take this much longer.
But alas, Jinwoo was more controlled than I was. At least, when we were alone.
“He didn't manage to not get hard in front of everyone despite him being ‘so controlled’,” I thought out loud absentmindedly. My head was full of the need to cum over Jinwoo's cock, so I couldn't be blamed for not thinking 100% clearly.
Jinwoo bucked his hips roughly into me, making me yelp in surprise.
“Is that so?” By the tone of his voice, yeah I fucked up.
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