Warnings: Smut, dom!Hongjoong, relationship, penetrative sex, possessive!Hongjoong, hair pulling, choking, fingering, kissing, biting, multiple rounds, nipple play, reader is called a “good girl.”
Word count: 1,121
Summary: Hongjoong x reader sharing an intimate experience in the bedroom.
Authors note: This is my first story. Let me know what you think. I am open to suggestions/advice. Thanks for reading!
Whether in public or behind closed doors, Hongjoong has a possessive hand on you. It appears affectionate and sweet (and usually very clumsy), but in his mind, he is ensuring everyone knows what’s his. He’s careful with you, making sure you understand his devotion, but then the door closes and his eyes immediately darken with brazen lust. All of his former clumsiness seemingly disappears as he grabs your hips and walks you back toward the bed.
He wants to assume control, but he also hopes you will be needy for him, singing his praises and inflating his ego. “Joongie, baby, I’ve been craving you all day,” you profess, palming his growing bulge as he’s actively removing your clothes. “On your knees then, sweetie,” he insists, pushing you down by your shoulders. You go to unzip his pants, but he grabs your wrist and sternly removes your hand. “Let me, y/n,” he says firmly. He tilts your chin, forcing you to look up at him, his other hand pulling his cock from his jeans. “How badly do you want this, baby?” he asks, his grip on your chin more firm in an attempt to squeeze your lips into a pout where he promptly places the tip of his cock.
You try to take charge, to show him how badly you want him, attempting to wrap your lips around his shaft. He grips your hair tightly and keeps you steady as you take him deep, moaning around his length. He starts to lose himself in the pleasure, his hips bucking forward as he thrusts into your welcoming throat. This lasts for some time before he forcibly yanks you back, looking into your eyes as he holds a fistful of your hair. “Turn around. Hands and knees, now,” he commands, releasing your hair and guiding you as you get into position. He lovingly places kisses along your back, one hand wrapping softly around your throat as the other hand slides down your tummy, his fingers finding your clit and circling it slowly.
“Mm,” he growls, “you’re so fucking wet.” He dips his fingers into your wetness to coat them and then continues to rub your clit, his length gliding through your freshly soaked slit from behind. You moan deeply, begging for him to be inside of you, “Baby, please… I need to feel you.” His smirk widens and he intentionally slows his pace as he leans forward to whisper, his lips brushing the shell of your ear, “Don’t rush me, y/n. I’m taking my time with you.” Without warning, he plunges two fingers into your needy cunt, causing you to gasp.
He promptly silences you with a gentle yet firm squeeze to the throat, his fingers fucking you agonizingly slow. You begin to thrust against his fingers, your wetness evident from the squelching sound your pussy makes as you moan and tremble, your knuckles white from your tight grip on the headboard. His arm wraps around your waist, and he kisses your lower back, letting you use his fingers for pleasure. “Fuck, baby… you look so sexy like this,” he says to you, peppering your hips and bottom with wet, breathy kisses. He can tell you’re getting close, noticing your breath becoming more shallow, your body quivering, and your walls gripping his fingers tighter. He growls with desire, “Mmm that’s it, y/n. Use my fingers, baby. Just like that.”
You cum, your body stilling as your pussy pulses, his fingers still sliding in and out, his eyes locked in as he marvels at his cum-soaked digits. “Fuck…” he growls, delivering a playful bite to your hip before pulling you back so he’s able to lie down. He pulls your leg over his waist, his fingers forming a V shape around his cock, using your wetness to coat his shaft. Before you’ve even come down from your orgasm, he is sliding you down his length, both of you groaning softly in unison. “Oh fuck, Hongjoong… you feel so fucking good inside of me,” you praise as he pulls you in for a deep and passionate kiss. You ride him slowly at first, losing yourself in the fullness you feel having him so deep inside you.
His hands slide up and down your sides before settling on your ribs, his fingers dug in firmly as he guides you. He controls the pace, his eyes locked onto yours as he watches your face contort with pleasure. “Such a good girl, y/n. You look so beautiful,” he says, his signature smirk making you lose focus momentarily. He giggles at how easily flustered you’ve become, his hands sliding down to grip your bottom firmly so he can flip you onto your back. He focuses on kissing your neck, continuing his slow and deep thrusts. His thumb finds your clit once more, rubbing slow, firm circles as he continually hits your g-spot with his cock.
He knows what he’s doing, his pace consistent, his face scrunched in concentration as he works you toward orgasm number two. His tongue swirls your nipple, and it hardens immediately, making him smile and growl softly. Your breathing is ragged, your eyes closing despite wanting to look at his handsome face. Your head falls back, your jaw relaxed as you focus on the pleasure. “Mmm, cum for me, y/n. Let me feel you,” he commands. His voice is raspy and muffled as his lips stay firmly on your nipple. You cum, your eyes rolling back, crying out with pleasure as you rumple the sheets in your trembling fists. “Mmph. Joongie, baby, fuuuuck.”
Your eyes flutter open, immediately met with his gorgeous eyes looking back at you. He’s biting his lip, sweat dripping from his forehead as he furrows his brows in concentration, now fucking you harder and faster, his hands spread across your hips as he holds you firmly in place. He’s nearly silent as his eyes scan over your features. “You’re so good to me, Joongie. You always fuck me so good,” you praise, still blissful from your orgasm as he continues to thrust into you, chasing his own pleasure now. He smiles at you, clearly loving how eager you are to feed his ego.
He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close, burying his face in your neck as he moans softly, his cock throbbing deep in your pussy as he cums. You feel him continuing to thrust lazily, milking himself with your walls. His face stays nestled in your neck, delivering soft kisses and nuzzles as he remains buried between your thighs. You both lie there in silence, your fingertips gliding softly along his back to soothe him as you kiss his shoulder. “Thank you, my love,” he whispers against your skin.
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