cat got your tongue. jeonghan. smut. 495 words.
“Please, make m-me come,” you whined with unmasked frustration, gripping Jeonghan’s dry locks of hair harshly between your fingers and earning a low hum in return. The sound vibrated against your clit and your breath hitched, hips curling upwards.
“Not yet, love,” he mumbled against your wet sex before resuming his leisurely pace as he licked at your heat with gentle strokes, hands holding your thighs open for him.
A breathy groan rumbled in your chest, back arching in pure impatience as your arousal pulsed between your parted legs, sheets damp beneath your skin. You watched Jeonghan with a pout as he enjoyed himself, his eyes closed in content.
“Mm, buh-but I said please,” you insisted, gently grinding against Jeonghan’s slick lips as he placed open-mouthed kisses over your wet folds.
He pulled away slightly to speak, making you whine, and opened his eyes so they were half-lidded while looking up at you.
“You come when I want you to,” he asserted with a stern tone behind his sweet voice, as if you knew better than to question that fact. And maybe you should have known better.
But the aching need that was pounding through your swollen clit and begging for attention, suggested otherwise.
And so when Jeonghan leaned back down to lazily nip and suck at the reddened bud in a way that was just pleasurable enough to drive you insane, you sighed heavily before muttering, “Asshole.”
The man’s movements stopped and a brief moment passed when everything was still and time had frozen. Until Jeonghan looked up from between your legs, something dark and provoked in the pupils of his eyes. That was when you knew you should have just stayed patient.
“What?” Jeonghan questioned with his voice an octave deeper, the grip on your thighs having tightened.
When you only gulped in response, anticipating your pending fate with red cheeks and a racing heart, Jeonghan moved swiftly, stopping as he hovered over you with both hands on either side of your head, nose barely touching yours. Your eyes looked into each other’s unerringly, tension thick and heavy.
“What did you call me, love?” Jeonghan’s voice had turned sickeningly sweet and you easily identified the intrigue and excitement hidden in his eyes despite his displeased act and it made another wave of warmth leak out of your cunt and toward the sheets below.
You remained silent through your shared stare with a steadfast pout on your face, knowing that there was no way to unsay what you had in a moment of weakness, fingers digging into the mattress as you braced yourself.
“Tsk tsk tsk,” Jeonghan shook his head slightly, scolding you. One of his hands flattened against your collarbones before snaking its way up to wrap slender digits tenderly around your throat. His jean-clothed crotch lowered itself onto your heat and you whimpered at how the zipper felt rubbing against your thrumming clit. “You have no idea what you just started, kitten.”
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