HAPPY ENDING - Lee Sangwon x F! Reader
synopsis: what starts off as spoiling and relaxing your pretty boyfriend with a massage turns into something else because you cannot resist him.
cw: sub! sangwon, dom! reader, hand job, tit play? riding, cowgirl, petnames, edging, begging, unprotected sex
the rain continued its steady rhythmic tap against the window, the soft sound blurring the rest of the world into a distant hum. inside, the room was thick, the only illumination came from three large vanilla-scented candles resting on the dark wooden dresser, their flames dancing and throwing long lazy shadows across the walls. the air was warm, smelling deeply of sweet almond, melted wax and a hint of earthy sandalwood, creating a private and warm cocoon.
sangwon lays completely flat on his stomach, his face buried into a plush white pillow to muffle the quiet content sounds escaping him. his shoulders were broad, the pale skin glistening faintly under the low light, already showing a soft delicate pink from the ambient heat and the friction of your touch. you sat straddling his thighs, knees lightly anchoring his hips to the mattress, keeping him entirely grounded beneath you.
you uncap the bottle of massaging oil, pouring a generous amount into your palms and rubbing your hands together, the soft sliding sound of your slick skin filling the space between you.
"feeling completely relaxed, baby?" you ask, voice dropping to a low, soothing murmur that immediately draws his attention.
"mm... so relaxed," sangwon murmurs into the pillow, his voice thick and sleepy. "your hands are always so warm"
you bring your oil slicked hands down onto the small of his back, the initial touch causing his breath to hitch slightly before he completely melts into the mattress. you begin to work in long, deliberate strokes, your palms sliding effortlessly from his lower spine all the way up to his neck, smoothing over the lean contours of his muscles. every line of his body was completely pliant, trusting your hands implicitly.
"you have so much tension right here," you whisper, using your thumbs to apply a gentle rotating pressure right between his shoulder blades.
sangwon lets out a low shaky sigh, his fingers lightly twitching against the sheets. he turns his head to the side, resting his cheek against the fabric so he can look at you. his blond hair so beautifully messy, a few damp strands clinging to his flushed forehead. his eyes heavy, hooded with a mix of exhaustion and deep comfort as he watches you through his long lashes that you envy so much.
"you're doing a very good job taking care of me" he whispers, a ghost of smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"of course i am" you say softly, leaning forward to press a gentle yet lingering kiss to his warm shoulder blade, tasting the sweet oil on his skin. "you deserve to be taken care of, sangwonnie. just let me do everything, hmm?"
his eyes flutter close at the praise, a soft pink blush spreading from his cheeks down to his neck, his chest rising and falling in deep, slow breaths. you continue the slow rhythm, your hands tracing the curve of his waist and the back of his thighs, ensuring every inch of his upper body was slick, warm and thoroughly relaxed under your care.
as the minutes tick by, the atmosphere in the room shifts. the innocence of the massage beginning to give way to a heavy pull that made the air feel thick and hard to breathe. your hands travelling back up his spine, the edge of your palms lazily brushing against the waistband of his boxers.
the effect was instantaneous. sangwon’s deep relaxed breathing breaks, catching sharply in his throat. his stomach muscles ripple and tighten under your touch, his hips giving a microscopic yet involuntary twitch against the mattress.
"sangwonnie..." you murmur, your hands coming to a rest on his lower back, feeling the sudden, intense heat radiating from his skin. "roll over for me, baby. look at me"
he blinks his eyes open slowly, his gaze dilated and glassy with mounting desire. he didn't hesitate, turning onto his back until he was completely exposed to you. the visual of the prettiest man ever below you, as his eyes look up with neediness, pleading for your touch, was breathtaking. the amber candlelight catching the sheen of the oil covering his chest and abdomen, making his skin glisten like wet silk. your eyes rake lower and lower down, his boxers were shifting, a growing ridge pushing against the fabric and twitching in rhythm with his accelerated heartbeat.
you pour a tiny bit more oil into your hands, the wet, sliding sound of your palms rubbing together making his ears turn a deep crimson, anticipating of what might happen. you shift your weight, sitting comfortably over his thighs, your presence commanding but entirely gentle, something that he absolutely loves.
"look how pretty you are" you whisper, your oil slicked fingers lightly tracing his collarbones before sliding down the center of his chest. "all flushed and soft under the candles. are you getting hot, baby?"
sangwon swallows hard, his adam's apple bobbing sharply as his hands lay flat on the mattress, his fingers tightly clamping onto the sheets to keep himself still. he looks up at you with complete submission, his expression entirely vulnerable. "yes... because you're sitting on me like that. you're so warm..."
"i'm just taking care of my favourite boy" you tease gently, your hands traveling lower, tracing the lean muscle of his stomach, moving closer and closer until your fingers lightly graze the elastic of his underwear. "do you want me to keep going?"
"please.. " he whispers, his voice trembling, an implicit plea for direction and for permission. "please touch me?"
you smile down at him, a soft, affectionate expression and reach down to smoothly slide his boxers down his legs, tossing them away. he's completely bare beneath you now, a beautiful glistening picture of vulnerability, his chest heaving as he waits obediently for your next move.
you gather the excess oil from his stomach, smoothing it down the full length of his hard, throbbing cock until every single millimeter is dripping, and completely frictionless. when you wrap your warm hand around him, the sound is incredibly loud in the quiet room—a thick, wet and slippery squelch that makes your boyfriend's eyes instantly snap shut.
"ah... god" he whimpers, his head falling back into the pillow, his hips lifting slightly into your palm before he remembers to hold himself back.
"shh...stay still for me" you command softly, keeping your pace slow, steady and agonizing. your oil slicked hand slides from his base all the way up to the leaking tip, smearing his pre-cum with the oil in a continuous heavy glide. "just lie there and let me do it... you don't have to lift a finger, okay baby?"
"it's so slippery" he whines quietly, a tear of sheer overstimulation tracking down his temple into his hair. his hands white-knuckled on the bedsheets, his toes curling as the friction free heat of your hand drove him crazy. "baby, fuck... it feels so good...please."
"you're being such a good boy for me, sangwonnie" you praise softly, leaning down so your breath ghosts over his ear, your voice a gentle purr that anchors him through the intensity and overwhelming feeling. "look at you, staying so still... taking it so beautifully. i love how much you need this. i love how needy you get just from my hands"
"i'm being good, aren't I?," he pants, his chest heaving violently against yours as you lean down, your own skin slick with the transfer of oil. he forces his eyes open, completely glazed, looking up at you with absolute adoration. " please... tell me i'm doing good."
"you're doing perfectly, sweetie," you whisper against his lips, speeding up the slick wet rhythm just a fraction, the heavy squelching sound filling the candlelit room as you guid him steadily towards the edge.
the heavy, wet rhythm of your hand continues to fill the dark room, the sound of the oil squelching against his skin growing louder as his body tightens. sangwon’s hips stuttering upward now, desperately, his breaths coming in short, ragged gasps as he nears the absolute edge.
"i'm—i'm gonna go..." he chokes out, his eyes rolling back, fingers practically tearing at the bedsheets. "baby, please, i can't hold it—"
just as his body is about to get entirely rigid, you clamp your grip tight at the base of his pretty cock and completely stop the movement, holding him suspended right at the brink. sangwon lets out a devastated whining cry, his eyes flying open, completely wide and glazed with confusion and desperate need.
"shh... not yet, sweet boy" you murmur, your voice a calm contrast to his frantic breathing.
with your free hand, you reach down and pull your shirt over your head, tossing it onto the floor. the cool air of the room hits your bare skin, instantly causing your nipples to harden under the dim amber light of the candles. sangwon’s gaze immediately drops to your tits, chest heaving as he stares at you, completely captivated and helpless.
you slide your oil covered hand up his dick, thumb catching the heavy bead of clear, thick pre-cum that was leaking from the top. leaning over him, you press the slick pad of your thumb directly against his lower lip, forcing his mouth open.
"taste how ready you are for me," you whisper gently.
sangwon swallows hard, his tongue darting out eagerly to lick the fluid off your thumb, his dark eyes locking onto yours with nothing but love. "so sweet.. such a sweet boy" you praise softly, wiping the remaining moisture against his cheek. "such a good boy..."
without giving him time to recover, you wrap your hand back around his leaking and flushed cock, fisting him with a firm grip to get the oil moving again. but instead of just using your hand, you lean down further, using your body to take over. you guide his thick, throbbing length up towards your chest, positioning the heavy mushroom head right between your tits.
using both hands to squeeze your tits tightly together, trapping his cock in the deep warm cleavage. your skin was already shiny and slick from the residual oil on your hands and as you begin to press your tits down and slide them up and down his length, the friction is entirely gone, replaced by a tight yet slippery heat.
you maneuvere him deliberately, lifting your chest slightly so that the slick, shiny head of his cock latches and glides directly across your stiff nipples.
a high-pitched, broken sob escapes sangwon’s throat. the feeling of his sensitive head rubbing directly over your hard nipples, coated in a thick layer of warm almond oil, was entirely too much. his head thrashes against the pillow, his neck tendons straining as he tries to look down at the view of his own cock disappearing between your breasts.
"look at what you're doing to me, baby..." you murmur your voice dropping into a low and heavy purr as you rub him relentlessly against your skin. "look how beautifully you fit right here. you're getting me so messy, sangwonnie..."
"it's so soft... god, it's so tight" he whimpers, his hands flying up to hesitantly grip your waist, not to push you away but to try and anchor himself as his hips began to violently roll against your squished tits. the wet, sliding sounds of his cock rubbing over your breasts echoing.
you maintain complete control, maneuvering his slippery cock back and forth, making sure every inch of his shaft is coated in the warmth of your skin and oil before dragging him right back over your nipples, pushing him closer and closer to the climax he had been begging for.
the heavy, wet friction of your breasts hugging his length is driving him entirely out of his mind. sangwon’s hands slick with the transferred oil, grip your waist with a trembling and needy force. his hips are rolling upwards completely against his control, his lower stomach muscles tight and rippling with every frantic movement.
"please," he sobs out, his voice completely broken, his face flushed a dark, beautiful pink under the candlelight. "please, let me cum.? i'll be so good for you, i'll do whatever you want... just please let me finish inside you... i need it so bad."
you let out a low, breathless laugh, deeply reveling in just how unraveled and needy you have made him. you stop the friction against your tits, sliding up his torso until you are straddling his hips completely, your bare thighs framing his waist. you reach down, your hand finding his slick, throbbing cock and guiding the heavy, shiny head right against your cunt.
sangwon’s eyes blow wide, dark and completely dilated with hope. "wha—?"
"shh, i've got you..." you whisper, and before he can gasp out another plea, you sink down slowly, burying his full length inside you in one deep smooth slide.
a loud, high-pitched cry tears from his throat as your tight warmth encases him, his back arching completely off the mattress. to drown out the sound, you lean down and capture his lips in a deep bruising kiss. your tongue slides into his mouth, tasting the remnants of his own pre cum and swallowing his breathless moans as your bodies finally connect.
you don't give him the fast, hard rhythm he is starving for. instead, you keep your hands planted firmly on his chest, anchoring him down as you begin a slow, agonizingly lazy grind. you roll your hips in tight, deliberate circles, shifting your weight so the inside of your dripping pussy squeezes him mercilessly with every slide.
"ah... god, no, please..." sangwon whimpers against your mouth as you finally pull back just enough to look at him. tears of sheer overstimulation are wetting his eyelashes, trailing down his flushed cheeks. "don't do it slowly... please, just fuck me hard. i can't take the grinding, it's too much... it's not enough"
"you can take exactly what i give you, sweet boy" you murmur, your voice a gentle but unyielding command. you lift your hips up, sliding nearly all the way to his tip before dropping back down hard, making him let out a breathless, choked gasp. "tell me how much you like being fucked by me. tell me what a good boy you are.."
"i'm your good boy... i'm your favourite boy" he cries out shamelessly, his submissive nature completely taking over as his head thrashes from side to side on the wet pillow. "your pussy's so fucking tight... it's squeezing me so hard. please... just let me thrust, let me please you."
you lean down, pressing your oily, bare breasts against his chest, the slick friction of your skin connecting as you pick up the pace just a tiny fraction. you keep him entirely trapped beneath you, grinding and teasing his most sensitive spots, making him weep and beg for the release that you are holding just out of his reach.
the slow torturous grind of your hips continues to wring broken noises out of him, the wet, sliding sound of your bodies locked together filling the candlelit room. sangwon’s hands are completely locked onto your thighs now, his knuckles white as he tries to find some leverage, his entire lower half trembling under the absolute weight of your control.
you pause your movement for a fraction of a second, staying buried deeply inside, and lean forward until your chest brushes his. you look down at his ruined, tear stained face with a slow, amused smile, your gaze full of an affectionate yet condescending warmth.
"look at you..." you murmur, your voice dropping to a low, mocking purr that makes his ears instantly turn a violent shade of red. "you're a total mess, sangwonnie. crying, begging, shaking beneath me..."
you shift your hips just an inch, a tiny, lazy roll that makes his stomach muscles instantly contract.
"and you're here begging me so prettily, so nicely to let you cum" you whisper, leaning in closer until your lips are almost brushing his ear, your breath hot against his skin. "but tell me, sweet boy... what about me? are you actually going to make me cum tonight? are you going to make me feel good, too?"
sangwon lets out a choked and desperate whine, his head thrashing against the pillow as the sheer weight of the question hits him. "i—i want to" he sobs out, his voice breathless and an octave-high. "i want to make you feel so good, baby, please... i promise i will."
you let out a soft, condescending chuckle, your hand coming up to lazily cup his flushed, wet cheek, your thumb wiping away a stray tear. "how can you make me feel good when you can barely even handle me sitting still on you? you're so weak for me, baby...you're so close to blowing your load in my pussy just from me looking at you.."
"no... no, i can do it" he whimpers, his eyes fluttering open, completely glazed and desperate to please you, looking up at you wide-eyed . "you know I always do... tell me what to do. let me please you. i'll hold it in for as long as you want, i swear, just tell me how to make you cum"
you drag your fingernails lightly down his chest, watching the goosebumps immediately break out over his slick skin. the power dynamic in the room is entirely yours, and you revel in the way he hangs onto every single word, dependent on your validation.
"you really think you have the control for that?" you tease softly, dropping your hips down hard, bottoming out against him suddenly that forces a loud shattered gasp from his lips. "you're just my good little boy, aren't you? you don't get to decide when we're done. you're going to lie there and let me use this pretty little cock of yours until i've had my fun."
"yes.. yes, please, use me," he cries out shamelessly, his hips give a desperate and weak twitch upward, as he weeps into the mattress. "make yourself feel good... just don't stop."
sangwon is entirely unraveled beneath you, his upper body shaking so violently that the headboard rattles weakly against the wall. you keep your weight planted firmly over his thighs, holding him captive as you slowly drag yourself up and down his length again, halting completely every single time his hips try to wrench upwards to chase a release.
"please baby... please, i can't... i'm gonna die" he sobs, his voice dropping into a ragged broken plea. tears stream down his temples into his blond hair, and a thin silver thread of drool leaks from the corner of his parted lips, dripping onto the wet pillowcase. he has completely lost all pride, his head thrashing from side to side in pure, agonizing overstimulation. "let me cum inside you... let me put it in your pussy, please.... let me..."
you wrap your hand tightly around the very base of his cock where it disappears into your hole, squeezing hard to keep the blood trapped at the now swollen purple head.
"you want to fill me up so bad, sangwonnie?" you murmur condescendingly against his lips, your thumb lazily wiping the drool from his chin. "look at what a pathetic little mess you are for me. crying and begging so prettily..."
"yes... yes, please, i'm your pretty boy" he weeps shamelessly, his eyes rolled back so far you can only see the whites, his entire lower half spasming automatically against your thighs. "please, baby... now, now."
you give him one last brutal tease, pulling almost completely out until only the shiny, dripping head is resting at your entrance, holding him suspended over the cliff for three long agonizing heartbeats until his chest heaves in a silent suffocating gasp.
"good boy" you finally whisper, the permission cutting through the quiet room like a blade. "do it. fill up this pussy"
you drop your hips down hard, bottoming out against him in one deep ruthless slide. the sudden crushing warm grip of your gummy walls is the final trigger his body can't withstand. sangwon lets out a shaky moan that dies out into a choked gasp as his body goes entirely rigid beneath you.
his toes curl violently, his fingers clawing into the mattress as his hips lock in a high arched bridge. deep inside you, his cock begins to throb violently, pulsing with a wild uncontrollable force. huge, thick waves of hot seed erupt from his length, instantly flooding your pussy with his heat. you can feel the heavy spurts filling you up to the brim, the intense warmth spreading deep within your core as his internal muscles clamp down in a pathetic and endless release.
"ah... god, baby... look how much... look how much i'm giving you" he pants breathlessly, his voice a thinned out whisper as his hips shudder and twitch automatically, trying to force every single remaining drop deep inside you.
you stay heavily sunk down on him, absorbing every single violent throb of his release, your hands cupping his flushed wet face as he slowly collapses back into the sheets. he lies completely spent and dripping under your weight, his chest heaving as your shared release leaks slowly between your thighs onto the mattress.
