pairing: light brat!wooyoung x soft dom!fem reader
wc: 1.4k
warnings: kinda subby/brat wooyoung and fem brat tamer reader, oral sex (fem recieving), sex toys (dildo in the shape of woo's cock), light degredading, praise, a horny mess of emotions tbh, fingering, lots of begging...
i saw wooyoung's promo photos for golden hour pt 2 n lost my damn mind tbh...this very well may suck i havent wrote in so long
please like, comment, reblog and if u wanna talk more ab some hard thoughts (especially subs) you can come talk to me here
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Wooyoung’s face dropped between your thighs, deep breaths barely being taken, shallow and forceful as he tried to calm himself. His grip tightened on your thighs, likely to leave marks as Wooyoung mumbled against your skin.
“You smell so nice,” Wooyoung groaned to himself, before fully face planting into the space between your legs. Not even doing anything, just enjoying the heat.
“I’d smell nicer when I’m cumming,” you said, speaking through your teeth as Wooyoung played with your patience. He always did. Wooyoung simply lifted both of your legs over your shoulder. His tongue darting out to lick a teasing stripe down your folds.
“Don’t tease,” you groaned and Wooyoung laughed again, before doing it again. Teasing, kitten licks being dragged down your wet cunt while he giggled to himself. Even beginning to slowly drag one finger in tiny circles around your clit. The feeling, not enough to get you anywhere, just to keep you hanging on to a precipice. He’s been on one all day. Lots of teasing caresses in public, pressing his hard cock in behind you when you were out with friends. Kissing you way too roughly in front of everyone and whining, moaning, practically begging you to drag him into the bathroom during your supposed to be sweet movie night.
You couldn’t stop yourself from grabbing at his hair, growing out on the longer side, allowing you to clutch it tightly and drag his head up, careful of his neck but rough enough to make sure he looked you in the eye when you spoke.
“I’m sorry, when exactly did I let some brat into my bed, hm?” you said, and he whined at the action, eyes slowly glazing over. You smirked as you watched his mouth slightly open and sighed.
“What a dumb boy you are, Woo,” you placed your foot on his shoulder to gently nudge him back away from you. The boy falling back and onto the floor, away from where he had you perched on the edge of the bed, “Dumb, teasing brats, don’t get to touch, do they?”
“Baby, please,” Wooyoung whined, attempting to come closer, and you clicked your tongue against your teeth, shaking your head. You got up fully into the middle of the bed as you stared down at him on the ground.
“No, no,” Wooyoung pouted as you moved further away, “What’s the rules?”
If Wooyoung had ears, they’d be drooping by how quickly he changed up. This always happened. He’d act up till he got the attention he wanted, but the second it left, he was just like a wet kitten being ignored.
“Only good boys get to touch,” Wooyoung recited as if he knew the rule like the back of his hands. For someone who didn’t follow any rules, he sure knew them all, just enough to be able to break them.
“And are you a good boy?”
Wooyoung nodded. Then paused. Then shook his head, “But you don’t like good boys, or else you wouldn’t have me.”
“I suppose you’re right.” You leaned over the bed to grab something out of the toy box kept next to the bed, taking it out of its satin bag as well as grabbing a bottle of lube to go with it, “But how will you learn anything if I constantly let you do what you want?”
“You could just let me and give me a strong lecture,” Wooyoung pouted as he noticed what was happening, “Please let me keep touching you, please.”
“Will you beg?”
“On my hands and knees.”
“You’re always on your knees, Woo, that’s nothing special.” you took the dildo out of the satin bag and Wooyoung groaned even more as he realized which one it was. The one that was a perfect mold of his own cock. One that you only used to punish him by riding it right in front of him.
“Now, will you keep your hands to yourself or will I have to tie you up?” You asked, and Wooyoung shook his head quickly, fluffy hair falling into his face and almost endearing you enough in his eagerness to go easy on him. But you won’t.
Just to tease him, you slowly poured the lube over the dildo, stroking and massaging the nearly cum colored lube in just to drive him even crazier. Pouty lips and sad eyes stared back at you as you lined your cunt up with the toy before slowly sinking down with a moan, not teasing yourself anymore with how on edge you already were. You began to ride the cock enthusiastically, looking Wooyoung dead in the eye as you got off. He watched with rapt attention, eyes darting from your face and back to where the cock met the slick folds of your cunt.
One of your hands dragged further down, circling your nipples, pinching and teasing at the bud, while the other went to circle your clit to get you off faster. Wooyoung whined as he watched. You made sure to put on a show to drive the brat absolutely crazy.
“You look so beautiful, baby,” Wooyoung moaned, his hand dragging to adjust himself in his pants, rubbing the heel of his hand roughly into his bulge.
“Hands off, brat,” Wooyoung quickly moved his hand from his bulge with a groan.
You spoke through moans which only served to drive Wooyoung crazier as he listened to your voice, “No touching…not me…not your…self, fuck.”
“I’m so sorry, baby,” Wooyoung watched as your hips stuttered as you continued riding his ‘cock’, “I’ll behave, I swear.”
“Lying…now?”
Wooyoung shook his head, “No, no, I’m not. No. I’ll be good. Please. Please. Please let me touch you.”
Wooyoung begged, and to be honest, your thighs were starting to burn from riding the cock. You fell back onto the bed, the cock sliding out and leaking out the mess of lube and pre-cum with it. Wooyoung’s eyes immediately locked onto the mess, causing your skin to heat up with the intense way he was looking at you.
“Well come on. Be a good boy and clean me up,” You barely got the words out before Wooyoung jumped onto the bed and immediately got to work. Full, bold strokes as he happily ate you out, moaning to himself, causing vibrations through your body. You couldn’t help but to moan out his name, happily enjoying the attention at full capacity.
Something about Wooyoung and eating you out was so full of enthusiasm. When he actually did it, that is. Wooyoung loved pleasing his partners, like it got him off to be good for once. To be able to take care of someone and be mindless on a task for a bit.
“Good boy, Wooyoung, you’re eating me out so well. I feel so good,” you spoke between moans and Wooyoung sighed deep into your cunt as you praised him. You watched his hips move up and down on the mattress, as if he was relieving the tension in his pants. Eating you out was getting him off, and he couldn’t help but to enjoy the situation.
Every stroke of his tongue was driving you crazy, leaving the pit in your stomach to grow and grow into a tight little ball ready to unfurl under Wooyoung’s (finally) tender attention.
“Can I use my fingers?”
“Such a good boy asking me,” you told him, and Wooyoung’s hands gripped your legs tighter before you gave him permission. His eagerness immediately causing him to slide two fingers into you, looking for your g-spot immediately, knowing he knew exactly how to touch you and get you off (when he applied that knowledge). He immediately worked to get you off, massaging the spot while his tongue circled your clit. The sensation growing to be all consuming and leg shaking. Wooyoung’s other arm came over your hips to keep you still as he continued. Your hands came down to hold his head all the closer, and you felt the moan from your nails scratching his scalp throughout your body.
“Wooy-”
“Please cum, please,” Wooyoung begged, and who were you not to oblige.
Cumming felt euphoric as Wooyoung let you ride your high out on his face, allowing you to move freely, his nose nudging at the folds only allowing for the sensation to be all the more intense.
Once you were finally able to catch your breath, you looked down to see Wooyoung pressing, gentle flutterlike kisses down your thighs as he watched you come down, eyes wide.
“I’ll never get tired of watching you cum,” Wooyoung stared, and you chuckled.”
“Good, because I still need you to fuck me,” Wooyoung jumped off the bed to yank his pants off, and you chuckled as he stumbled and fell in his excitement.
taglist (using my old taglist, if anyone wants to be taken off or added just lemme know): @bunnypig18 @aesteraceae @ferrethyun @coupsie-daisies @wooyussy
pairing: light brat!wooyoung x soft dom!fem reader
wc: 1.4k
warnings: kinda subby/brat wooyoung and fem brat tamer reader, oral sex (fem recieving), sex toys (dildo in the shape of woo's cock), light degredading, praise, a horny mess of emotions tbh, fingering, lots of begging...
i saw wooyoung's promo photos for golden hour pt 2 n lost my damn mind tbh...this very well may suck i havent wrote in so long
please like, comment, reblog and if u wanna talk more ab some hard thoughts (especially subs) you can come talk to me here
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Wooyoung’s face dropped between your thighs, deep breaths barely being taken, shallow and forceful as he tried to calm himself. His grip tightened on your thighs, likely to leave marks as Wooyoung mumbled against your skin.
“You smell so nice,” Wooyoung groaned to himself, before fully face planting into the space between your legs. Not even doing anything, just enjoying the heat.
“I’d smell nicer when I’m cumming,” you said, speaking through your teeth as Wooyoung played with your patience. He always did. Wooyoung simply lifted both of your legs over your shoulder. His tongue darting out to lick a teasing stripe down your folds.
“Don’t tease,” you groaned and Wooyoung laughed again, before doing it again. Teasing, kitten licks being dragged down your wet cunt while he giggled to himself. Even beginning to slowly drag one finger in tiny circles around your clit. The feeling, not enough to get you anywhere, just to keep you hanging on to a precipice. He’s been on one all day. Lots of teasing caresses in public, pressing his hard cock in behind you when you were out with friends. Kissing you way too roughly in front of everyone and whining, moaning, practically begging you to drag him into the bathroom during your supposed to be sweet movie night.
You couldn’t stop yourself from grabbing at his hair, growing out on the longer side, allowing you to clutch it tightly and drag his head up, careful of his neck but rough enough to make sure he looked you in the eye when you spoke.
“I’m sorry, when exactly did I let some brat into my bed, hm?” you said, and he whined at the action, eyes slowly glazing over. You smirked as you watched his mouth slightly open and sighed.
“What a dumb boy you are, Woo,” you placed your foot on his shoulder to gently nudge him back away from you. The boy falling back and onto the floor, away from where he had you perched on the edge of the bed, “Dumb, teasing brats, don’t get to touch, do they?”
“Baby, please,” Wooyoung whined, attempting to come closer, and you clicked your tongue against your teeth, shaking your head. You got up fully into the middle of the bed as you stared down at him on the ground.
“No, no,” Wooyoung pouted as you moved further away, “What’s the rules?”
If Wooyoung had ears, they’d be drooping by how quickly he changed up. This always happened. He’d act up till he got the attention he wanted, but the second it left, he was just like a wet kitten being ignored.
“Only good boys get to touch,” Wooyoung recited as if he knew the rule like the back of his hands. For someone who didn’t follow any rules, he sure knew them all, just enough to be able to break them.
“And are you a good boy?”
Wooyoung nodded. Then paused. Then shook his head, “But you don’t like good boys, or else you wouldn’t have me.”
“I suppose you’re right.” You leaned over the bed to grab something out of the toy box kept next to the bed, taking it out of its satin bag as well as grabbing a bottle of lube to go with it, “But how will you learn anything if I constantly let you do what you want?”
“You could just let me and give me a strong lecture,” Wooyoung pouted as he noticed what was happening, “Please let me keep touching you, please.”
“Will you beg?”
“On my hands and knees.”
“You’re always on your knees, Woo, that’s nothing special.” you took the dildo out of the satin bag and Wooyoung groaned even more as he realized which one it was. The one that was a perfect mold of his own cock. One that you only used to punish him by riding it right in front of him.
“Now, will you keep your hands to yourself or will I have to tie you up?” You asked, and Wooyoung shook his head quickly, fluffy hair falling into his face and almost endearing you enough in his eagerness to go easy on him. But you won’t.
Just to tease him, you slowly poured the lube over the dildo, stroking and massaging the nearly cum colored lube in just to drive him even crazier. Pouty lips and sad eyes stared back at you as you lined your cunt up with the toy before slowly sinking down with a moan, not teasing yourself anymore with how on edge you already were. You began to ride the cock enthusiastically, looking Wooyoung dead in the eye as you got off. He watched with rapt attention, eyes darting from your face and back to where the cock met the slick folds of your cunt.
One of your hands dragged further down, circling your nipples, pinching and teasing at the bud, while the other went to circle your clit to get you off faster. Wooyoung whined as he watched. You made sure to put on a show to drive the brat absolutely crazy.
“You look so beautiful, baby,” Wooyoung moaned, his hand dragging to adjust himself in his pants, rubbing the heel of his hand roughly into his bulge.
“Hands off, brat,” Wooyoung quickly moved his hand from his bulge with a groan.
You spoke through moans which only served to drive Wooyoung crazier as he listened to your voice, “No touching…not me…not your…self, fuck.”
“I’m so sorry, baby,” Wooyoung watched as your hips stuttered as you continued riding his ‘cock’, “I’ll behave, I swear.”
“Lying…now?”
Wooyoung shook his head, “No, no, I’m not. No. I’ll be good. Please. Please. Please let me touch you.”
Wooyoung begged, and to be honest, your thighs were starting to burn from riding the cock. You fell back onto the bed, the cock sliding out and leaking out the mess of lube and pre-cum with it. Wooyoung’s eyes immediately locked onto the mess, causing your skin to heat up with the intense way he was looking at you.
“Well come on. Be a good boy and clean me up,” You barely got the words out before Wooyoung jumped onto the bed and immediately got to work. Full, bold strokes as he happily ate you out, moaning to himself, causing vibrations through your body. You couldn’t help but to moan out his name, happily enjoying the attention at full capacity.
Something about Wooyoung and eating you out was so full of enthusiasm. When he actually did it, that is. Wooyoung loved pleasing his partners, like it got him off to be good for once. To be able to take care of someone and be mindless on a task for a bit.
“Good boy, Wooyoung, you’re eating me out so well. I feel so good,” you spoke between moans and Wooyoung sighed deep into your cunt as you praised him. You watched his hips move up and down on the mattress, as if he was relieving the tension in his pants. Eating you out was getting him off, and he couldn’t help but to enjoy the situation.
Every stroke of his tongue was driving you crazy, leaving the pit in your stomach to grow and grow into a tight little ball ready to unfurl under Wooyoung’s (finally) tender attention.
“Can I use my fingers?”
“Such a good boy asking me,” you told him, and Wooyoung’s hands gripped your legs tighter before you gave him permission. His eagerness immediately causing him to slide two fingers into you, looking for your g-spot immediately, knowing he knew exactly how to touch you and get you off (when he applied that knowledge). He immediately worked to get you off, massaging the spot while his tongue circled your clit. The sensation growing to be all consuming and leg shaking. Wooyoung’s other arm came over your hips to keep you still as he continued. Your hands came down to hold his head all the closer, and you felt the moan from your nails scratching his scalp throughout your body.
“Wooy-”
“Please cum, please,” Wooyoung begged, and who were you not to oblige.
Cumming felt euphoric as Wooyoung let you ride your high out on his face, allowing you to move freely, his nose nudging at the folds only allowing for the sensation to be all the more intense.
Once you were finally able to catch your breath, you looked down to see Wooyoung pressing, gentle flutterlike kisses down your thighs as he watched you come down, eyes wide.
“I’ll never get tired of watching you cum,” Wooyoung stared, and you chuckled.”
“Good, because I still need you to fuck me,” Wooyoung jumped off the bed to yank his pants off, and you chuckled as he stumbled and fell in his excitement.
taglist (using my old taglist, if anyone wants to be taken off or added just lemme know): @bunnypig18 @aesteraceae @ferrethyun @coupsie-daisies @wooyussy
