hii you’re my favorite hobi writer 🥹 can you write something about him finding out you have a daddy kink / you wanna call him daddy and it turns him on and he’s all cocky about it😩 tysm for your service to all of us deprived hoseok biased 🫶🏻
awww you’re so kind 🥹🥹 i’m happy to keep my beautiful hobi biased ppl well fed <33333 i love this ask so much too ty, i added some soft aftercare at the end because i feel like we need it after this lol also it’s hobi’s birthday today :)
warnings: dom!hoseok changing from hobi to hoseok in 0/100, kitchen sex, daddy kink of course, pet names, cocky jung hoseok 🥵, titty worship, hobi has a big dick, orgasm control, degradation, reader is called misogynistic names because i can’t resist, creampie.
jung hoseok had a certain energy to him, a presence that could draw in anyone and everyone around him. he was irresistible. and you were beyond happy to know that he was yours.
like a good little girlfriend you were home baking some brownies, the ones that hobi loved and would always praise your cooking skills for. the way he would close his eyes with a cute smile on his face and hum of appreciation while he ate made you wanna bake for him all the time.
so naturally, since you had some spare time today (which was rare) you wanted to surprise your lovely man when he got home. and not to toot your own horn but, you did make some pretty damn good brownies.
you hadn’t noticed hoseok come in, he carefully shut the door as to not alarm you of his presence. instead, taking the time to admire the cute sway of your hips as you listened to music and poured the mix into a bowl.
hobi as always, unable to keep his hands off you for too long. couldn’t just stand there and watch his beautiful girl so sweetly baking and singing along to music for too long. the urge to wrap his arms around her waist and breathe in her comforting scent becoming overwhelming.
you jump a bit when you feel someones hands on your waist, shortly after noticing the familiarity of their touch.
“oh— seok you scared me~” you grab the spatula that you dropped into the bowl from surprise, laying your head back on his shoulder to look at his pretty face.
his high cheekbones rise as he smiles, that dazzling smile that lit up the whole room, that one that made you fall deeper in love with him each time he flashed it. “sorry baby. you looked too adorable to disturb but i couldn’t resist.” he giggles. you melt in his arms, just about turning into a puddle in his warm embrace.
his gaze turns to the bowl in front of you as he lets out a cute gasp, his eyes widening comically “brownies?!”
“hm? oh, yeah!” he sees the way you snap back to reality, it makes his heart flutter. “i know how much you love them so i wanted to surprise you. you came home early though.” you pout at the last part.
“are you really complaining that i came home early, baby?” he grins.
you roll your eyes at him, halfheartedly stirring the brownie mix. “of course not seokie. i always want you here.” hobi swore that was one of the most heart clenching things he’d heard you say. to hide his blushing face he kisses little pecks on your hairline and jaw.
“i missed you so much today, love. and then i come home to find you baking for me…. you’re so perfect.” he cooes, causing your heart to swell. hoseok always made you feel loved and appreciated, it was the least you could do.
he noses your neck, smiling into your skin. you can’t stop yourself from blushing, not sure you’ll ever get over how charming he is. you looked so cute to him, all well put together in your frilly apron.
“hm?” you hum, awaiting his question with a small smile on your lips. hoseok suddenly breathes heavily into your neck, as if he’s been holding it back. his grip on your hips gets tighter, confusing you a bit.
“are you gonna be a good little princess and take my fat cock tonight?”
you gasp as you feel his body weight push you against the countertop, strong arms pulling you to his chest and a hand wrapped around your throat. your hipbone pressed against the hard surface sort of makes you whine in discomfort. but your attention is back on him the moment you feel his hard on straining against your back.
he chuckles “sorry jagi..” he leans in close to your ear, making you shiver. “you look too precious right now not to ruin you.”
you moan weakly, at a loss for words “h-hoseok.” all thats going through your head is oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. biting your lip as to not call him what you really want to. wetness pooling in your underwear.
“don’t worry gorgeous, i’ve got you.” you feel the hand around your waist travel underneath your skirt and swipe through your wetness.
“—oh!” you moan as his slender middle finger easily slides through your damp pussy lips, threatening to dip into you.
when he moans you can feel the smile in it, feeding off of your innocence. “awh baby~ look at you being so responsive for me.. did you secretly hope i’d come home and fuck you real good for treating me so right?”
hoseok feels your hole clench around emptiness, producing more wet arousal to drip out of you. you knew better than to lie to him.
“mph, maybe…. and if i did?” you gave him your best doe eyes, the brownies long gone out of your thoughts and his.
he chuckles dryly, in that deep voice that he always used to get what he wanted. “oh, so you’re talking back now?” he rasps out in a warning sort of tone. “well… if you did that to get my attention, i’d say that makes you a little cockslut for me.”
he begins rubbing circles on your clit, taking off your frilly apron with his other hand. “ah!—“ this touch driving you wild. “i am.” you hear a dark chuckle from hoseok at your immediate response. you could be so damn submissive when it came to him.
“god—“ he smiles into your neck, throwing the apron onto the ground carelessly and rubs your clit teasingly. “have you no shame? dirty girl. such a filthy little whore for me.” he rasps, before biting down on your neck like a bloodthirsty animal would.
hoseok releases you and stops his movements. turning your whole body around to face him as he stares down at you in disbelief. you can’t look him in the eyes, you can’t.
he shuts his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. hoseok was going to have to control himself if what you said was what he thought. his brain going haywire, everything screaming at him to fuck you on the kitchen floor until you can’t say anything but the name that just left your lips.
“oh, fuck y/n” his voice sounds different than usual. angry? no. maybe, hunger, as the word? you ever so slowly to meet his eyes, taking in a intimidating jung hoseok. his eyes dark, hair falling over them, mouth open and jaw clenched.
“you have no idea what that makes me wanna do to you.”
it only takes him a second before he pounces on you, growling into your mouth when he kisses you. not even bothering to pull his pants down all the way his thick cock stands against his abdomen.
you didn’t even notice the way you ogle over him, mouth watering at just the sight of his cock. “you’re such a slut.” he huffs out, noticing how much you enjoy the sight of him. “call me that again baby.” he’s dying to hear it.
“d-daddy-“ you breathlessly let out as he pushes your short skirt up to aline himself to your hole, seething himself in you.
you gasp at the stretch, having not been prepped with hoseok’s fingers as usual the feeling is intense. he moans loudly, making more wetness drip out of your core. hearing hoseok moan was single-handedly the best sound you’ve ever known. you savored it each time.
“fuck! so tight for daddy.” his strong eyebrows furrow together. the tingling in your insides unbearable when you hear him refer to himself in this way.
“sh-it, hoseok, i-it’s… you’re so big!” you whine when he pumps himself in and out of your tightness. hoseok was positive you were trying to kill him. he wasn’t sure if he could take hearing you talk to him like this.
you feel him growl before he speaks “oh baby. if you keep talkin’ like that daddy’s not gonna go easy on this little pussy.” you squeeze your eyes shut and moan at not only his words but the way he fucks you into the kitchen counter.
everything about the situation turning you on. you hold onto him for support, putting full trust in him.
you hear hoseok grumble something about not being deep enough inside you and before you know it he’s lifting you up so you wrap your legs around him. he carries you to the nearest counter, placing you to sit on top of the cold marble. he rams himself into you fully, making you both moan.
“aghh daddy!!” you throw your head back at the new angle, he’s hitting your g spot perfectly. “ohfuck! oh my god!”
hoseok loudly moans too, pulling your waist to his so he can be as deep as possible. he hisses “ahhh look how worked up you got daddy. keep calling me that and imma fuck you into next morning honey.” you can’t help but let out a small scream, pussy quivering at the thought.
he feels you spasm around him, bringing him dangerously close to orgasm. “fuck, you keep fucking clenching around me baby. behave.”
you try your best not to squeeze him again after his sexy words, your wetness drips onto the counter below you. “m’sorry daddy~” he moans when you place your hands on either side of you, simply trying to maintain balance while he looses it at the sight of your boobs on full display, squishing together.
you hear him curse under his breath before slowing his thrusts so he can suck one of your nipples into his mouth.
“daddy!” you let the name slip out, feeling almost natural at this point when it once was something you struggled to keep in.
he groans hearing it, still hungrily sucking on your tit, his drool messily causing your chest to shine. starting to feel sensitive with his attention you choke out “h-hoseok st-op i’ll cum.”
he pulls away from your boobs, his dark eyes now deadlocking with yours. “cum with me baby. wait until i tell you to. wait for my command.” you moan, tears brimming in your eyes from pleasure.
he grabs your neck with his strong yet slim arms, making you face to face with him. he fucks you on the hard counter, his hips slam into yours, the snap of them meeting so deliciously painful you moan from it.
“want you to look at me while you cum. keep your eyes on me my love.” there was your glimmer of sweet hobi for a second, before it fades away his lips lock with yours in a sweet sappy kiss in contrast to his fat cock slamming in and out of you.
“you look so pretty when you come for me baby.” he pants, feeling you tighten around him as he approaches his high. “cum for daddy, cum right now.”
you cry before gushing around him, struggling to keep your eyes open through the powerful orgasm, you manage to so you can please hoseok. he throughly enjoys seeing the look on your face when you’re falling apart in his arms.
and seeing you be so obedient and keep your eyes on him as well makes his orgasm even more powerful. his perfect girl following instructions.
it pushes him over the edge and with that he pumps his cum into you. one. two. three. snaps of his hips before he stills inside you, groaning as you both feel him hit your deepest spot. burying his seed in you and making sure that he keeps it there as you both come down.
hoseok coos and whispers serval praises into your skin about how perfect you are. he kisses you lovingly before picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
you both don’t say much, simply enjoying eachothers presence and getting into the shower with eachother. hoseok makes sure to hold you close so your wobbly legs don’t give out.
“love you too baby.” his close mouth smile showing his cute dimples as he uses a washcloth on you to gently clean you.
“the fucking brownies hoseok.” you deadpan.
he giggles as he wets your hair. “oops”
you roll your eyes “always have to start something when i’m just trying to be sweet, hm?”
“i’m not apologizing for you turning me on you little devil. if anything this is your fault.” you playfully hit him with some soap suds and before he can continue his case, you shut him up with a kiss.
and just like that the oven buzzer goes off. you smile, breaking the kiss. “go turn it off, silly.”
“fine.” he attempts to hide a smile and grabs a dry towel for himself. “but no touching yourself while i’m gone! round two when i get back.” you scoff as he sticks out his tongue before leaving your warm embrace.
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