Take Care Of Me [Byun Baekhyun]
Sub!Baekhyun x Mummy!Reader Contains: Mummy Kink Requested by anon
You don’t hear him at first when he opens his lips and whines, but when you turn around and see the pout on his lips, your words falter and your frustration dies down slightly. “Please, stop yelling at me,” Baekhyun mumbles, the words barely making their way to you but still chipping at the annoyance you feel, “please, I just want you to take care of me, Mummy.”
That word crashes everything around you, the mere whine in his voice mixing with the sentence makes everything else seem inconsequential now.
“You want me to take care of you, baby?” You soften your tone, your face relaxing as you watch him sway side to side, nodding. “What do you want Mummy to do?” Chewing his lips, his eyes dart around; you can tell that he’s thinking carefully about what he says.
“A shower,” you smirk, thinking of the ways you could take care of him like you’ve always wanted to.
“Come here then, honey,” you stretch out your hand, coaxing him closer before intertwining your fingers and leading him towards the bathroom. Baekhyun shivers with anticipation, he’s wanted this for a while, never quite able to express his needs and wants out of fear for what you’ll think; but now you know, so there’s no need for him to worry.
He waits patiently for you to finish, watching as you prepare everything you need for the shower. You check the water, making sure it’s the perfect temperature, get some clothes laid out and fluffy towels ready before coming towards him to undress him. “Arm’s up,” he quickly lifts them as you pull his shirt above his head, “hmm, have you been working out, baby?” Baekhyun swallows thickly as you trace patterns down his chest, reaching his pants.
“F-For you, Mummy,” he stutters out as you drag his sweats down his thighs. You hum, pleased with his answer as you place his clothes in the hamper and tell Baekhyun to get into the shower.
He doesn’t close the door, leaving it open so he can watch you undress; you don’t mean to, but you put on a little show as you remove your clothing, teasing him without even touching him. He can feel it stirring in his gut, the heat of desire as you turn to face him and walk towards the shower, closing the door and confining the two of you into the small space. The steam adds to the atmosphere and being in such close proximity to you, naked and aroused, Baekhyun struggles with himself.
He wants you to touch him, to take care of him.
Reading his body language, you squirt some lotion onto your hands, rubbing them together to create a nice lather. “Let Mummy wash you,” you smile sweetly, indicating for him to turn his back to you.
You begin innocently, not touching too lightly and humming softly as you make sure to rub it down his arms and sides, massaging his back and shoulders lightly as you go. A small smile makes its way onto your soft lips when you reach around his front, trailing soapy hands over erect nipples. Baekhyun doesn’t try to stop the moan that echoes around the small space; he shivers as you press your front against his back, your breasts firmly pressed against his skin.
“Please,” he mumbles, repeating the word over and over as your hands slowly move down his abdomen, tracing over the subtle muscles until you feel his coarse pubic hair. “Mummy, please.”
You stop, kissing between his shoulder blades as he whines at your lack of progression to where he wants you the most. “Please what, baby?”
Baekhyun groans, nearly jumping up and down in frustration but instead he tries to behave, he doesn’t want you to punish him. He’s a good boy, he’s always good so he wants you to take care of him and what he needs taken care of is standing firm and throbbing with need. “Please, Mummy, I want you to touch me.” A soft moan leaves his lips as you finally wrap a hand around his hard member and begin stroking it slowly.
You set the speed slowly, focusing on the shaft while your other hand moves up his body to reach his chest; Baekhyun shakes when you pinch one of his nipples and you hush him, telling him to be good for his Mummy, otherwise you’ll stop. With a whimper, Baekhyun stops moving and focuses on the way your hand feels wrapped around his cock.
He wants to take care of you, show his appreciation to you for being everything he needs but he cannot formulate the words when you begin stroking faster, thumb rubbing over the tip and wiping away any pre-cum that forms. You trace patterns over Baekhyun’s chest, nails gently trailing down the sensitive inside of his arm before returning back to his chest; it’s a sensation he enjoys, the soft tickling adding to the pleasure he feels as you slowly bring him closer to a long-awaited climax.
He never imagined how good it would feel when you finally took this step in your relationship but he always knew that it would be something worth waiting for.
“Mu-Mummy,” he rolls his head backwards, lips parting as his hips begin to move quickly, he begins to grunt in effort as he feels the pressure building and his end coming to its peak. “I want to cum, please Mummy, can I?”
You kiss his shoulder, humming in affirmation and even though you don’t see it, you feel it, hear it as Baekhyun cums. It’s a beautiful sound, the sound of your name half-sighed in relief and the relaxing of his body against yours as it releases all the tension built up.
Once Baekhyun has had time to compose you, he faces you with a shy smile. “I’m sorry for not telling you sooner,” he leans down, kissing you gently as your bodies mould together. You shake your head; you do wish he had because the things you could have done for him would have made you very happy but you’re happy to know now. “Come here.” Turning off the shower, Baekhyun leads you out and grabs a towel; he wraps it around you before tying his own around his waist and you cock an eyebrow when he leads you out of the bathroom.
“I haven’t finished taking care of you, Baekhyun.” He gives you a cheeky grin, sitting on the bed and pulling you onto his lap.
“I know but I want to make you feel good too,” he lies back, pulling you further up until you’re positioned over his face, “let me be a good boy and make you feel good too, Mummy.”