warnings: dom!reader, bratty sub!donghyuck, spanking, brat taming
requested by anon ; hope you enjoy!
you sigh as donghyuck wraps his arms around you, pressing himself against your back. “hyuck, stop it,” you scold, trying to pull him off of you while you continue what you’re doing, moving around the kitchen the best you can with another human attached to you.
“don’t wanna,” he throws back childishly, squeezing your waist and hooking his chin over your shoulder. even though you can’t see him, you can picture the grin on his face, sense how he’s staring at the side of your face as you get more and more agitated.
“seriously, hyuck,” you warn, but he doesn’t listen, giggling quietly into your ear. instead of letting you go, he holds you tighter; one hand grips at your waist while the other slides up your side, and he uses this as leverage to grind his crotch against your ass.
you almost don’t give him the satisfaction, the attention he craves, but then suddenly he’s grabbing at you with the hand that’s not clutching your waist, groping at your chest over your shirt, and that’s the final straw. grabbing his wrists, you pull yourself out of his grip, spinning around so that you’re face to face with him, his back pressed to the kitchen counter.
he doesn’t even look surprised, just smirks at you as you practically seethe at him. “you’re such a brat, hyuck. did you really forget who belongs to who here?” you force one of your thighs between his, shoving it up against his crotch harshly. donghyuck bites back a moan, grin widening, infuriatingly so.
“do you mean this-“ before you can stop him, he pulls one of his hands out of your own, reaching his arm around so he can grab your ass, “-doesn’t belong to me?”
glaring at him, you pull his stray hand away, “you know full well it doesn’t,” you hiss. still holding on to him, you start to drag donghyuck out the room, leading him through to the bedroom forcefully.
“where are we going?” he asks, voice playful and innocent in a way that just makes your blood boil.
“to teach you a lesson.” donghyuck just laughs like this is the funniest thing he’s ever heard.
when you reach the bedroom you push donghyuck forward so he’s bent over the bed. he turns his head, tries to look at you over his shoulder, but you grab him by the hair, forcing his face down into the bed. “stay still.” you order. not that he listens, still wriggling in your hold as you pin his hands to his back with one of your own, the other working on pulling down his jeans.
“what are you doing?” donghyuck whines, even though he knows exactly what’s happening, moving his hips around to make everything even more difficult for you.
you choose to answer by bringing your palm down onto his ass, revelling in the smack that echoes through the room. barely pausing, you spank him a few more times, switching between each cheek each time. with every hit he groans louder, body jerking as he presses further into the bed.
“are you gonna behave now?”
“n-no,” he chokes out, pushing his ass back out towards you, tauntingly.
with a sigh, you continue laying it on him, watching as his skin darkens, pink and red. the noises he makes with each impact is gorgeous, his mouth dropping open until he’s just whining uncontrollably.
“you’re such an irritating little brat sometimes, donghyuck,” you spit out, “are you gonna apologise for your behaviour, baby?”
he doesn’t reply, but you can hear him breathing heavily into his arms as he recovers from his spanking. you refuse to play his games, and reaching one hand to tangle into his hair, you tug his head back, forcing him to look at you as you lean towards him. despite how he’s acting, he looks like a mess, face flushed and his lips slick, drool dripping out the side of his mouth.
“i said, are you going to apologise?”
donghyuck whimpers lowly as he sees the look on your face, and after a moment, he nods his head. finally, you have an answer that you want. you drag him up by his hair, only to shove him onto the floor in front of you. he drops to his knees easily, and the sight of him is so perfect. his hair is strewn about, sticking up on his head messily from where your fingers had been, and even though he’s still fully clothed his jeans and underwear sit low on his thighs from his spanking, his dick, hard as ever, standing between his thighs. you love how exposed he is for you, and donghyuck, seeing where your eyes point, tugs at edge of his shirt, covering his crotch as best he can; funny, how he can finally find it in himself to be ashamed, feel embarrassed.
quickly, you lean down so you can smack his hand away, before laying a smack on his little dick for good measure, making donghyuck cry out. “don’t you dare,” you warn, and you don’t miss the way he shivers with your words.
when you stand back up, he watches you intently, his hands by his sides fidgeting as he tries to stay still.
“now, apologise.” stubborn as ever, donghyuck bites his lip, and you raise an eyebrow. “hyuck, baby, if you don’t apologise, i will leave you here on your knees until you’re ready to.”
he still doesn’t say anything, but you can tell he’s close to breaking point, shuffling on his knees and his fingers playing with the fabric of the carpet underneath him as he contemplates.
“fine,” you sigh, turning to walk out of the room.
“no! no, wait-” he cries out, “i’m sorry, so sorry, please don’t leave,” it sounds more like he’s sobbing the words out than speaking them, and, slowly, you turn back to him.
“see? wasn’t so hard, was it?” just a few minutes ago, donghyuck would’ve been scoffing and rolling his eyes, an annoying little smirk on his face. now though, he’s staring up at you with wide, watery eyes, shaking his head slightly at your question. “what now, hm? bet you’d beg just for a hand on your cock now, not that you deserve it.”
“please,” he begs, whiny and desperate, “anything, please, i just- i need it, need to come-”
“i think i’ll tie you up,” you interrupt him, stepping closer so you can grab his jaw, force him to face you, “see how many times i can get you to come, since you’re so fucking horny.” donghyuck gulps, nodding jerkily in your grasp, and you smile sweetly down at him.
“then maybe you’ll learn not to be such a fucking brat.”
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