dom!hyunjin, brat tamer, fingering, y/n’s a little shit tbh
sending a video of your fingers up your pussy to hyunjin wasn’t one of your best ideas.
actually, it was a fairly good idea. but at the same time, you knew it would get you in trouble. which, in the end, is what you wanted. you liked irking him like that. you liked teasing him when both of you knew he couldn’t do a damn thing about it. the concept gave you a sense of power and control, even if it was short lived. it put him in a submissive state for once. and besides, you loved being his little brat.
the video was only about twenty seconds long. you were prodding at your already wet core, gently pushing your middle finger in. a soft moan rushed past your quivering lips as you thumbed your clit.
“fuck,” you whispered as you reached for your phone with your free hand, ending the provocative video. wiping your hand on your bed sheets, you smile as you send the video to hyunjin. now, it’s just a matter of time before he-
your phone almost immediately goes off. fumbling for the device, you open your messages and smirk devilishly as you see the notification from hyunjin.
hyunjin: do not fucking touch yourself, so help me god. i’ll be home in 10 minutes.
you giggle as you type out your next message.
me: oh yeah? who’s stopping me?
he doesn’t respond to that one. instead, he simply leaves you on read.
you decide to grab a glass of water while you wait, to soothe your parched mouth. as you drink and intently watch the front door, you suddenly feel your heart drop as the door knob begins to shake. it’s hardly been five minutes. how could he be home so quickly?
you set your glass down just as the door creaks open and your boyfriend trudges inside. immediately, you can see the fire in his eyes, and it sends shivers down your spine. you quickly remember the demeanor you put on earlier, and straighten your back.
hyunjin wordlessly closes the distance between you two and smashes his lips into yours. you yelp at the force of his kisses as the boy lifts you up, effortlessly slinging you over his shoulder.
“hey!” you whine, flailing your legs and gently pounding his shoulders as he tosses you onto your shared bed. his kisses are unrelenting and harsh, with his tongue choking yours. pinning you down, he shifts his mouth to your jaw, nipping at the delicate skin. with one arm securing his position and his knees caging you, he uses his free hand to reach for your growing heat, stroking your clit with his finger. moans flow from your lips like a mantra as he eases two fingers inside of you.
“shut your fucking mouth, brat,” he hisses as you attempt to grind on his fingers, whimpers filling the room. “this is what you get for being such a fucking bitch.”
“hyunjinnie,” you cry out as the pace of his fingers increase. “i’m sorry, i’ll be good, i promise.”
“not enough,” he tuts, pulling your bra off and kissing you feverishly again.
“you better not count on coming tonight,” hyunjin growls in your ear as he nibbles on your neck. “you’re gonna pay for that little stunt you pulled on me.”