[ʚɞ] ── TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME!
[ʚɞ] ── rule #1: don't make your professor jealous.
[ʚɞ] ── rule #2: tell him what you want. NEVER keep him waiting.
[ʚɞ] ── rule #3: you must ALWAYS obey him.
[ʚɞ] ── pairing ʚɞ― englishprof!leeheeseung x fem!reader
[ʚɞ] ── warning ʚɞ― 18+, smut, mdni, possessive!evan, jealous!evan, spanking, sexual content, unprotected p in v, fingering, masturbation, dick sucking, sexual tension, dirty talk, degradation, rough sex, cum eating, creampie!, using a tie as handcuffs!, d kink used!, oral sex!, cockwarming, using a ruler to spank your ass, pussy spanking, obsessive!evan
[ʚɞ] ── word count ʚɞ― 6.7k
[ʚɞ] ── heev4n ʚɞ― hiya angels! wrote a short fic for y'all! I couldn't stop listening tell me what you want by sasha keable so I decided to make the title! I dedicate this to @vmpiricou ★ love you 🤍
as a professor who seemed to be soft, reassuring and caring. he has never been this aggravated and cold in his life before.
and everyone in the lecture hall could feel it. seething out of his exterior, yet, his soft spoken voice stayed the same, rich and smooth like a freshly brewed cup of hot coffee. but this time, his tone seemed bitter like the lingering aftertaste.
the air changed when the powdery sound of chalk dragging along against the chalkboard became aggressive with every word he wrote. it wa echoing through the lecture hall even if the people in the back can hear it
his gentle bambi eyes turned vixen, scanning the entire hall like he was investigating everyone one by one until he sets his eyes on you: on your phone, giggling on whatever was on the screen. he didn't even need to look around the room to know who you were texting.
the boy who seemingly held a flirting tone with eyes sparkled with lust. heeseung knew that he was just a guy you were using to make him jealous. but the way you played along looked real. a little too real. he clenches his jaw and fiddles with the chalk in his hand, putting all his anger into it.
he recounts the times where he witnessed the seductive looks, the constant giggling, the lingering touches — the sight before him makes him boil with rage.
but he always put his professionalism first before breaking his unwavering exterior. so he resumes class like normal. even if he was putting all his rage onto the chalkboard like it personally offended him.
and you knew that he was seething with rage. you could smell it from a few rows away as he smiled like everything was okay.
his breaking point was when you showed up to class in his favourite skirt he always loved seeing you in. it flows softly with every step you took like it was orchestrated with every move you make. and he knows you could feel his gaze on you, the way his fist turns white with rage, suffocating the pencil that he was once playing with, now grasped with pure rage.
his eyes follows your path, eventually settling on the boy who's been hanging around you like a leech ever since last week. for the boy who observed from afar who seemed to have confidence, was now is at a loss of words. heeseung's eyes turned dark as he watches the way the boy's eyes widen at the sight before him, analyzing the way the lustrous gaze turned worse. and here u were, smiling like everything was normal when it was far from it.
your skirt was too short and heeseung can practically see your panties from metres away. lace panties. one thing that he loves seeing you in.
he clenches his jaw and fiddles with the chalk in his hand, putting all his anger into it. he watches you and the boy sit down beside each other, waiting for when the clock struck the scheduled time.
one thing you knew not to do was to never piss him off.
now here you were, laid perfectly on his lap with your perfect ass out on display as he spanks your ass with a ruler.
"mmpfh!" a loud echoing slap booms through the room. you feel a lingering sting on your ass, the sudden contact on your skin made you spiral. you hissed when you felt his hand gently place to where the source of pain was, rubbing soft circles against your pink flushed skin. "are you still counting doll?" his voice was soft yet stern, sending shivers down your spine. "y-yes." you whimpered, the pain was starting to overwhelm your senses. you don't even remember what number you were on due to the overstimulation of him spanking your ass to release his anger.
he gives you another spank, earning an angelic whimper to escape from your sweet lips and he smirks as he feels you trying to hold yourself together. "what number was that?" you froze, heart dropping in your chest. "i-" your breath hitches, trying to make up an answer but nothing leaves your lips. you immediately hear him kissing his teeth in utter disappointment. "tsk tsk tsk wrong answer." he spanks your ass again. "now we have to restart again sweet girl."
you yelp, body jerking out of spite. "now what are you sorry for." he smacks again and you whimper. "i'm sorr-" you feel another smack. "what was that? I couldn't hear you baby. speak up." you could feel his amusement and his sly smirk through his tone. "i'm sorry for— mmph! — being a bad girl and —mmfh! — disobeying your orders." he hums, not by satisfaction but the lack of empathy in your words. "is that right…you couldn't wait patiently for me so you decided to start playing around like the dirty little slut you are?" you couldn't answer so instead, you whimpered in response.
"you loved seeing me jealous. loved watching me go insane while you let him get close to you." he growls, his smacks become more aggressive and frantic. you could feel a pool of wetness dripping along your folds as he spanks your ass once again, leaving you to feel helpless under his control.
"such a naughty girl……you like pissing me off?" he runs his delicate fingers on the curve of your ass, roaming closer and closer to your wet core. your body jerks at the soft touch of his, tickling over your flushed skin that makes you shiver with excitement. with every stroke, your heart beats faster. you feel your entrance clench at nothing as his fingers were caressing the softness of your skin, leading closer to your sensitive parts. he notices the way your body twitches at the slightest touch that makes him smirk in amusement. he drags his fingers over your wet folds that causes you to jerk violently in his lap.
"oh? you're so soaked baby…all this from just spanking?" he caresses your folds again and as expected, you shiver at the contact. this time, his fingers rubs against your wet folds, stimulating every possible noise he can release from you. "fuck baby, you sound so good…i can't wait to ruin you." your breath shortens at that sentence, only making you wetter than before.
to ruin. to you that meant something that was inescapable, a lesson that you needed to learn. your plan by making your professor jealous worked but at what cost? this was a side of him that you've seen but not to it's full extent. every word felt like a foreshadow of what's coming. and you were scared but also excited.
"are you going to be a good girl for me?" his voice was soft, mixed with possession. "are you going to behave like the obedient slut you are?" he answers like a demand. you couldn't muster up an answer, due to the overwhelming sensation of his fingers massaging every sensitive part of your exposed core. and in a flash, he spanks your ass again, the stinging feeling returning like it was biting you back. "don't make me ask again." he growls, the tone of his turned into a demand, the soft spoken demeanor was no longer.
"i-i'll behave!" you squeal, feeling his fingers pleasuring your needy core. "good girl. already doing a great job following my instructions." he chuckles out of amusement as he watches you obey so obediently all for him. "tell me, do you deserve my fingers inside of you." he gently draws soft circles on your pussy, your juices coating on his fingers. "y-yes." you let out a breathy moan, sinking your teeth onto the flesh of your bottom lip.
"you're gonna have to do more than say yes sweetheart. prove to me that you deserve my fingers inside of you." his words sink into your ears like silk, the softness of his tone curls into your ears like a cradle.
"p-please sir, i need your fingers inside of me. use me like a puppet." you wiggle beneath him, showing how needy you were to be pleased. his lips curve into a slight smile, enjoying the sight of your desperation. he feels the rush of blood aching in your skin. he feels the throb of your aching core, begging him to cure the tortuous feeling pooling deep in your gummy walls. he ponders only for a second, contemplating if you really deserved to be pleased. hearing you whine was music to his ears.
"tell me you'll be a good girl and maybe i'll give you want." you yelp as the hard wood up against your aching pussy, making your body jerk at the sudden contact. "i'll be a good girl for you s-sir." your voice was soft, almost like a whisper, cracked and squeaky as you try to numb the pain.
you stir beneath him with a soft breath that escapes your lips, showing how needy you were getting. you feel his fingers glide up your soaked folds, creating a buzz of sensitivity to roam down your spine with every soft, gentle touches that make your body jerk on the spot. you feel a finger pressing into your entrance, making you shudder as he continues to shove deeper into your gummy walls. it pulls a moan out of your mouth as your soft padded walls were automatically clenching onto his finger like you were both connected. "h-hee.." your voice was breathy, cracking as you continue to feel the pressure getting tighter and tighter.
"damnn baby….you're so tight.." he curls his finger, your body shifting in his lap. "you're sucking my finger in so good…think you can take another one?" and without waiting on your answer, you feel him put a second finger in, and a loud squeal escapes from your thorax as your thighs became to tremble as the pressure became too much to handle.
with two fingers inside of you — you were still tighter than ever. he couldn't exactly flex his fingers in the way he wanted to but every curved movement he makes, it seemed to make a sweet moan leave your lips while your body flinched in response. he digs in deep, pressing into your squishy parts to find the trigger. the button that makes you jolt and fully makes you ruined.
he begins to move his fingers in a flicking motion as your walls flutter at the same time. your moans become louder as his pace starts to grow frantic. your insides were so warm and toasty, it felt like a hand warmer. "mmph…..fuck.." you bit your lip as you tried to stifle your moans, feeling an overload of pleasure as he moves with in a rapid pace. he doesn't stop. he moves with eagerness but with precision. his pace isn't sloppy but it was fast — in a way that it was controlled.
the feeling of his fingers were lingering in the deep tunnel of your core, pumping into you deeper and deeper as your body begins to squirm uncontrollably in his lap at the overstimulation. the slick sound of his fingers against your sopping wet cunt was making his urges worst. he feels a tinging sensation flowing through his veins, making his blood rush with adrenaline, and he wanted to the feeling linger so his movements began to strike faster, almost out of instinct. and it only made you wetter and the scene more lewd.
you were throbbing, flushed and drenched by your juices speaking than words could ever express. a series of broken moans begin to fall out of your mouth, trying to interrupt every sentence you tried to form. you attempt to fight against the stimulation by forming sentences fast but they always end up interrupted by an accidental moan.
"y-you'r-re goi—!" your chest heaves up and down rapidly as you part your lips to create anything that sounded audible.
"hm? what's that? you're going to have to speak properly princess." he smirks. he fucking smirks. the sight was amusing and the sounds that were escaping felt like music to ears. he feels himself getting more and more aroused with every thrust his fingers make. he was getting hungrier and hungrier for more and his desires kept pulsing out of his skin like they were begging to be let out. to have control over his body.
you were still struggling to speak, gasping for air that was enough to support you from losing your own breath. you tried to calm your chest from breathing heavily but your body was speaking with a mind of its own, expressing how close you were, approaching to your limit.
your walls began to clench tighter around his fingers and he notices. "are you getting close?" his soft spoken voice talking through the erotic sounds of your pussy gushing. you nod your head as you feel your stomach twist and everything started to feel more sensitive than before. "are you going to cum princess..?" his fingers don't stop. they break through every barrier of walls sucking his finger in, making him work twice as hard to reach the sensitive parts.
you nod your head violently as your muscles begin to feel taut, your toes curling in your shoes, you swore you were going to create a hole in them. his fingers keep moving, maintaining the pace as you were about to chase your high. his pace was getting faster and faster and the knot in your stomach begins to fold and tighter and tighter as the sensation was building up and getting ready to release—
"i don't think you deserve to cum princess…you still haven't convinced me you're sorry." your body was trembling, thighs twitching aggressively as you feel him slow down. you whine beneath him, letting out a small cry of pleasure as you shake your hips for more. "ah ah ah behave." he could sense your pouty lips and desperation from the way you continued squirm and brings your hips up to push his fingers even deeper. he gives a few more soft thrusts before it slides out of your pussy, your cunt clenching around nothing now that all you felt was a aftershock of your soon to be orgasm as it lingers.
his fingers were doused in your juices, the toasty feeling disappearing as the cold air engulfs the warmth. he brings his fingers up to his mouth, giving a small kitten lick that made his stomach churn in excitement. you tasted so sweet, sweeter than anything he's had this past week. the taste has him licking his lips, trying to savour the flavour before it disappeared. he continue to lick every drop he collected, pulling away with a soft pop before he dives back in to get every crevice.
your body turned limped, your thighs were calming down but the tremors were still presence. they were twitching slightly as your muscles finally relaxed, riding out the remaining stimulation.
there is a heavy silence between the both of you. all you could hear was the small pops that would occasionally break the barrier. you didn't utter a word but responded with soft breaths. you heard a loud, exaggerated pop before you hear him speak.
"get up." he leans back against his chair giving you space to leverage yourself. you furrow your eyebrows in confusion. you part your lips but you stopped yourself before you could say anything, not wanting to pry further. you rise from his lap, almost falling over as you settled your weight on your feet, your thighs beginning to tremble aggressively. you eased off, now standing in front of him, leaving space between the both of you. the room was silent, surging with tension and his bambi eyes scanned your entire frame like he was envisioning all the possible ways he could punish you. but he really wanted you to feel torn — aching — dazed.
"strip for me." you freeze.
"you heard me, strip. now." he interrupts and you look at his eyes only to immediately do as you're told.
and just as you were about to take a step. "you stay there." you watch him unbuckle his pants. the buckle of his pants loosens, the metal creating a sharp sound that made you tremble in anticipation. you feel a stream of goosebumps prickle on your skin with every slight move he makes. the sight before you made you feel small and helpless, the way he held eye contact with your figure with eyes laced with desire, the most inhumane fantasies that swells in his brain. his gaze drifted like he was painting you with his mark, claiming your body without touching. he can feel his urges pressuring him to ruin you and be fucked like the slut you are, but he knew in order for you to learn your lesson, he has take things slow and if it meant edging you till you cried then so be it.
his hands move without a second thought, slow and precise as he tugs his pants down, revealing a large font that reads "PLAYBOY" with a little bunny placed right beside the large letters along the waistband of his jet black boxers.
you could see a hardened bulge poking through the fabric like it was begging to escape. you gulp in suspense when he slowly peels off every layer of fabric one by one, agonizingly slow. you stood there, fully exposed as he continued to stare like he was burning holes into your body. you fidget with your fingers, trying to stimulate the rising heat flowing through your skin but as much as you tried to cool yourself down, you felt weak under his lustful gaze.
he slowly tugs down his boxers, every shift of movement making you shiver with anticipation as his dick twitches with eagerness with the sight of your body enticing him to leave you wanting more. he's seen you naked multiple times before but this exact moment felt different. maybe it's the way you were submitting yourself to him all too submissively like you truly knew where you stood or — it was the fact that he knew that no matter what you did to provoke him — he was always going to win.
he continues to pull them down, low enough that his cock springs out. the tip leaking with precum, flushed and swollen. you watch his hand wrap around the base, gently stroking as his hand becomes coated with his own juice, softly moaning as he bites his lower lip trying to catch every moan that was threatening to escape. as much as he tried to hold up the strict facade, he was truly desperate to be inside you but he wouldn't fold so easily.
you feel your stomach flutter as your eyes widen at how flushed his dick looked. you gulped at how big he was. it's been a little while since you've both done anything risky because of busy schedules, overload of assignments and grading, there wasn't a moment where you both could relax.
especially heeseung. with the semester almost coming to a close, he's been getting endless emails, printing out exams, attending meetings, grading the last remaining assignments while also trying to balance his personal life and you.
the week has left him stressful to the point where he neglects you sometimes. it's not on purpose but the exhaustion has taken a toll on his body. occasionally, he finds himself spacing out with his eyes feeling heavy, before he catches his consciousness.
he promises that he always will give you is undivided attention but trying to tackle with tight schedule made him forget the promises he made.
and you being petty and needy, his ignorance made you feel more clingy and horny. you've already finished all your exams so the entire cohort gets to start their summer break while the professors have to put the grades in at the expected deadline.
but that little stunt you pulled had only made the situation worse. yet, you got what you wanted at the end of the day either if you've won or thought you did.
"see this? this could have been inside of you but you decided to behave like a brat." his hands glide up and down his shaft as his eyes were fixed on your own, scanning your perfect features. he finds you chewing on your lip, a little habit you make whenever you're nervous or aroused. he catches your chest stammer, fluttering as he stared at you with hungry eyes, watching your eyelids look towards the ground. "i'm sorry.." your voice, quiet as a whisper.
"you want this? you want daddy's cock?" you slowly look up to see him stroking faster as he softly moans. "yes.." you softly whisper. you couldn't look him directly in the eye as his gaze was too dangerous, one look and you already felt embarrassed. the petty, confident behaviour soon leaves your body as you accidentally look into his covetous eyes, a pretty sight that makes you daydream but one that is beholding and fearful.
"my eyes are up here sweetheart." his voice was demanding but not enough to startle you but to tell you how much he controlled the room. "you want to make daddy feel good?" the serious tone that he held disappeared, replacing with one that felt smooth like silk on stone. you nod as you stood there with quivering feet and a desperate ache that needed to be filled. "use your words baby doll. tell me what you want. "
"i want you to put me in place daddy. use me like your personal fuck toy." his eyes darken while his dick twitches in his hand, urging to feel your touch. you watch his hand slow down, pre-cum glistening over his hands.
"good girl..now come here and get on your knees." you slowly walk towards him, lowering yourself as you look up at him with the position of you in between legs as he leans back in his chair. "suck it and don't try to use any teeth. if i feel you use your teeth. we're ending it here, do you understand?" your eyes widen as his words hiss in your ears. "y-yes daddy." you whimper.
"good girl, now go on, suck my cock." he leans back against his chair and you stare. the tip of his cock was flushed and full of pre-cum, it was a sight you truly haven't seen in a long time. there was an unbearable silence that filled the room as you wrapped your hands around his cock, you gently stroked the base of his dick, feeling it pulse in your hand. he gasps softly, softly moaning as he tried to calm himself down. he feels shivers go down his spine as your soft hand gliding the structure smoothly.
you gave him a few more strokes until you wrapped your mouth around his swollen tip. he tips his head back, silently cursing at how warm your mouth was. it was so cozy and inviting that his pulse was starting to quicken as you slowly tried to fit him in entirely in your mouth. your eyes start to water the deeper you pushed, tears were glossing over your vision as his size was breaking through every barrier. you stopped halfway, the pressure beginning to clench as you feel your breath starting become unstable. "f-fuck!" he groans, his lips slightly parting to let out small gasps.
you began to rock your head back and forth, slowly and carefully. the stretch of his dick was hitting the back of the throat, making the tears stream down your face. "your mouth feels so good baby." he looks down at his lap, watching your head flick up and down as he sees your salvia coating every inch, getting wetter and messier. he pants, every motion began to feel tighter and tighter in his stomach. he needed a release. he can feel that you were resisting, to play it safe. but he needed to ruin your mouth.
he grabs a fist of your hair, pushing your head all the way down. he groans lowly, hissing as his entire length was fully in your mouth now. your eyes widen with shock, with the pressure becoming overstimulating. your hands clenched into fists as you feel your breath shouting for a release. to regain stability. you could hear him curse under his breath like he was praising the softness of your mouth, like he still wasn't used to the feeling.
his hips jerk up, feeling the tip punch the back of your throat and you moan at the feeling. his hands was keeping your head still as he thrusts his dick in a rhythmic pattern. with every thrust swallowing your breath, wrecking your mouth as you clenched your eyes shut, as he does anything but slow down. the sensation was overbearing your thoughts like it was invading something it shouldn't. "h-holy fuck.." the words leaves his lips like he saw something that broke through his exterior, the sight was bringing him closer to his own limit. he curses at himself for almost reaching his limit sooner than he anticipated, but the pleasure was too addicting for his own good.
your salvia begins to drip down, thick and slow like honey. his pace becomes more sloppy but still hungry for more. at this point, you felt like you were going to faint with the pace he was going at. it was brutal with the slam of his hips punching deeper and deeper into your throat like it was digging for answers that you couldn't explain. but with every thrust he was jabbing, it felt like your mouth was starting to relearn the shape of his cock that has been untouched for what seemed like ages. and his desires were responding with the answers you were looking for. he was just as desperate as you. to feel full. loved. to fill the hole that was emptied out.
"i'm getting close baby….i'm gonna cum in your mouth.." his hips stammer, ragged breaths leaving his lips as his cock continues to disappear with every roll of his hips. your moans were broken with every thrust hitting the back of your throat, treating your uvula like a punching bag. "fuckfuckfuck." he quickens his pace at the last second as you squeal at the brutal stimulation, ending off with a thrust that shoots a thick substance into your throat. your cheeks begin to puff as his cream fills every surface of your mouth.
he slowly pulls his dick outta your mouth, a string of saliva creating a stringy web to form as his dick oozes with leftover cum as it releases from your mouth. your lips were drenched with your own drool and his milky cream smeared all over your plump lips.
"fuck…" he breathes, taking a deep inhale as his heart was pulsing violently in his chest. "open your mouth for me." you open your mouth, his white substance coating every surface, some threatening to trickle down the corners of your mouth, but he catches it with a soft drag of his finger, placing it back into where it belonged. "so pretty……swallow for me." it trickles down your throat, lingering in your mouth like it wanted you to savour the taste of his own arousal.
he hums in satisfaction as he catches your throat, watching a lump stream down. "open your mouth." and when you do, he finds not a single drop wasted. he smiles, his eyes softening as he scans your pretty face, he tucks a hair behind your ear, your stomach fluttering at the feeling. "you're so beautiful." you look up at his framed eyes, watching how his eyes sparkle, his pretty gaze never cease to amaze you. it was so innocent like a dream that felt too good. felt too real. it made you forget that there was a dark part of him that was hidden under that gaze. a wolf in sheep's clothing.
"but i'm not done with you yet baby. you still have to satisfy me." his eyes dart to your lips and then your eyes and you saw something tick in them. like in a flip of a switch, you felt your stomach tighten, not from fear but from excitement. "bend over on the table." he commands, feeling your skin twitch.
you settled yourself on the table, popping your ass out on display. you could see his shadow engulfing your figure, his warm hands on your hips, adjusting to align himself with your entrance. you hear ruffles of fabric as his shadow moves, he removes his jacket, tossing it to the side while letting it rot on the floor like it had no purpose. you felt his hands drag along your skin, delicately as they roam on your stomach, inching their way towards your breasts as you feel a soft pair of lips pressing against your cold flawless skin, feather light to the touch, leaving a trail of lingering heat as you feel them drag higher and higher along the center of your back. you feel a shiver running through your body with his hot breath ghosting over your skin until he reached your nape, kissing along the structure of your shoulders with his hand kneading your breasts with every kiss.
you could feel his erection poking at your entrance, making your body jerk as it makes you shift whenever he moves. his lips disconnect from your skin and his hands settle on your hips, pulling you back a bit so he could adjust himself, his cock drags along your soaked folds, flooding your core with his slick. you let out a soft gasp at the swollen hard-on creating friction against you that added onto the heat you were already felt from his own touch.
"you're so wet angel….all nice and prepped just for me. are you ready to take my cock?" he coos, lining himself at your entrance. your slick coating the tip as it brushes ever so softly like it was prepping itself before it disappeared inside of you. you nod your head as your breath begins to falter, waiting for him to ease himself.
then you feel him pushing deeper, feeling the warmth of your walls soothing around him. he groans lowly as his nails were digging into the soft fat of your skin as the tightness began to overwhelm his senses. "f-fuck you're so tight….s-shit." he hisses through his teeth, his framed eyes watching every move as clear as day; watching his dick being swallowed by your hole.
he watches your thighs clenching instinctively as your knees were starting to give out as he pushed deeper until his entire length was inside of you. you let out a squeal as you feel your stomach being stuffed full. the way he was entering you with such ease, you swore you were going to cum.
your pussy clenched down aggressively as your body was trying to slowly adjust to his overwhelming length. your knees were bucking together as you try to stabilize your trembling legs. you can feel his hips slightly bucking forward as your gummy walls were massaging him and his hands were making imprints on your hips, painting them white from the pressure.he throws his head back, exposing his neck as his adam's apple was forming a noticeable lump as his moans were spilling out with ragged curses.
"how can you still be so tight.." he lets out a small puff, pulling out of you before slamming back in. you whimper as the slow action felt too much. it was too teasing. it was winding your thoughts as he was setting a pace that made you feel all the staggering shocks as your body was shaking at his size. "you feel so good…" the slow drive of your cock was kissing your cervix, receiving a whimper to escape from your throat. "d-daddy…hnngh…" you backed your ass into him, a desperate whine flees from your mouth as your head was turned to look at him with desperate eyes and pouty eyes. "be patient doll…daddy wants to take his time." he reaches his hand out to remove strands of air out of your face as his other hand kept you locked in place. you wanted to him the cure ache in your stomach, pleasure the parts that needed a little attention.
he felt a bit bad for teasing you, seeing you desperate and wrecked from just his touch alone. your gummy walls were warming his cock like freshly washed blanket that came out of the dryer, it's warming essence still lingering. "fuck it, you feel too good." his grip became bruising and the slow pace became aggressive. the soft glides became a brutal pounding as the slaps of skin were booming through the office. you let out broken moans and ragged curses as you felt your cervix getting punched by his ruthless thrusts.
he grunts, your walls were sucking him in as he kept up a rhythmic pace. the way you clench around him was making enter into a daze. it was making his brain all fuzzy as you got tighter and tighter to the point where you squeezing every drop out of him like you were begging for his milk to paint your insides. "f-fuck daddy..hhngh.." you whine as your body rocks back and forth on his dick while your vision was turning all sparkly and hazy. "you're doing so good baby." he says in between thrusts, his breaths turning into pants.
he snakes one of his hands around your neck, pulling you up near his lips. you feel his hot breath grazing the shell of your ear. "who do you belong to?" he growls into your ears, his grip becoming firmer. "i belong to you." you whisper, letting out short pants as his cock was still driving into you. "i don't ever want to see you close with him again. understand?" his tone was dark, full of control. you didn't answer right away and the grip became possessive. "understand?" he repeats.
"y-yes s-sir." you softly whisper.
"good." and with swift moments, he pushes your head down with some force, your head facing against the wooden surface, the cold panels sticking onto your skin from your arousal. his hand remained around your neck while the other was angling you. you felt full, stuffed and overwhelmed. he was fucking you so good that you didn't realize that his grip became looser and his pace became agonizingly gentle. he pulls out of you and you whine at the absence of his dick, clenching around nothing as your body ached for his touch.
he shoves all the stationary and his graded papers on the floor, objects clashing together as they rested on the floor. "get on the table." you plopped on the table, now facing him as he shifted in between your legs, already fiddling with his tie. "lie down." your back makes contact with the cold exterior, the icy cold feeling causing your body jerk due to the difference of temperatures.
you watched as he rolled up his sleeves before loosening his tie, his skilled, slender fingers unfastening the knots while you stared at his soft hands with admiration while also picturing naughty scenarios. as he undoes, he ties them around your wrists, creating a small knot that was tight enough to restrain any movement but not too much to hurt you. "is it too tight or is it okay." his sweet bambi eyes look at yours with a concern. "it's perfect." you smile as he does the same.
he grabs your legs that were dangling along the edge of the table and places them on his shoulders. he drifts his hands along the side of your legs, settling them on your hips, tugging you closer before you felt his dick hovering over your clit. he grabs the base and slowly pushes himself inside once again, your slimy walls inviting him with ease. you both gasp as the pressure began to build up, heeseung tilts his head back as your back arched with your hands tied above your hand.
he began to move, the overwhelming feeling biting back. he hisses, eyes fluttering as his glasses were drifted away from his vision. the tightness was something he never got used to, and maybe it was because he forgot the feeling of ecstasy. what it felt like to be released. and once he felt the pleasure, it was something he couldn't let go.
the rush of his thrusts were penetrating you that shook your nerves, thumping against your skin as you took him all in. his rhythm was timed and calculated, the type to really delve deep into the spots that were un-cared for. and he groans loud, filthy, his grip creating indents in your skin from his nails, creating crescents onto your soft, smooth complexion. your voice box was crying for help as nothing but broken moans and uneven breaths were slipping passed your lips. the pressure was intense but it was building up inside of you that was sweet and addicting like it was hooking you against him. to stay inside of him to feel the eternal bliss your body craved. "mmph — h-hee!" your teeth instinctively caught your bottom lip as you tried to mute the moans that threaten to escape.
he was laser-focused on your pussy, angling you so he can nudge his cock to bruise your cervix, to find the trigger that makes you tick and fall into a deep trance. pleading him for more as you both slip into a daze of irresistible pleasure. "fuck you feel so fucking good — you're mine baby…" he thrusts again and again and again, his rhythm keeping up as you clenched even harder. "mine to breed, mine to fuck." his voice turned into a growl, a threat of possessiveness seething through his words. his jealously started to enrage him as he thought about the boy who looked at you in a way that screamed a desire that was tugging at your strings to just feel a touch or a taste of your attention. the thought of someone looking at you just makes his blood boil with rage. so his pace became rougher with every slam of his hips, making you cry out. "tell me baby doll….you're not gonna let him use this pussy are you?" his sweet angelic face turned all pouty with his bambi eyes hypnotizing you with every ounce of control he had over you. "n-no daddy." you shake your head as you continued to take his brutal jabs.
"good girl…..i'm getting close baby…." he asks as the pleasure made him overly sensitive. you sweet, sultry voice was dripping with a control that was slipping from his grasp. he began sounding desperate and whiny for a release. the sinful sounds of skin against skin was mixing with your moans as he was beginning to chase the high he was longingly craving for. his head was tilted back, his glasses settling on the bridge of his nose that was on the verge of falling, the ways his pace began to speed up when the approach was coiling in his stomach.
you could feel your body buzzing with electricity as a tingling feeling was twisting in your stomach. your walls began to clench tighter out of instinct as the approach driving you closer to the edge. the pleasure was clouding your thoughts as you can feel your stomach tighten up.
"fuck daddy i'm gonna cum!" you moaned, your back arching and your muscles tightening under your skin. your body was trembling violently, thighs twitching as you feel your release spilled out, coating his dick with your warm fluid.
"fuckfuckfuck!" heeseung spilled your insides with his cream, his voice desperate, wrecked and out of breath. his body was trembling as the release took almost everything out of him. he catches his breath, trying to calm down the adrenaline pulsing in his chest. his grip on your hips loosened, an imprint of his own grip marked on your skin, slowly fading away as your skin regained its natural colour. he pulled out of you slowly, both of your releases spilling down your folds. your legs dangle on the edge of the table as he gently places them down.
your face was flushed and your body was convulsing from the aftershocks of your orgasm. you lay there, cheat heaving, skin sticky and utterly wrecked by the man who was utterly obsessed with you.
heev4n! ── omg I'm finally done....heheh hope y'all enjoy this one!
