YALL I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO THE SMUT AUDIOS FOR STRAY KIDS AND I ABSOLUTELY NEED TO WRITE A WHINY SUBMISSIVE SEUNGMIN SMUT.
So here it is.
Submissive Seungmin x Dom/Fem Reader
𐙚𓏵𓏵𓏵𓏵𐙚
"Princess, please." Seungmin panted as he reached a hand out to touch my face, which I smacked away with my free hand. The other vigorously jerking him off. His dick was bright pink and covered in his sticky cum. "Please." He whined as he squirmed under my touch. "No more."
"What gives you the right to ask that, huh? After so shamelessly letting some other person flirt with you in front of me?!"
"F-flirt? N-No. I didn't, I swear." He moaned out as his back arched, tears squeezing out his eyes. "I-I did-didn't know."
"Bullshit. You should have knocked them down. Instead you accepted their compliments."
"I'm sorry!" He whimpered out as he cummed again. His white cum splattered his lower abdomen and my hand. His dick twitched weakly. I got it back up in no time. He was whimpering and whining again. "Please! Fuck please! I can't. I'm sorry, baby. Jagiya. Please. Forgive me." He cried. I gave his dick a sharp slap. He let out a mix between a cry and a moan.
"This is mine! Only mine."
"Yes, yours. Please. Baby, please." He panted before sitting up and grabbing me by the back of my neck and pulling me into a needy kiss. "Please. Please, I need you so bad. I'll do anything. I need to feel you." I grabbed his jaw firmly and kissed him back, controlling the kiss. His hands slid to my back to grab a handful of my ass. I pulled back and titled his chin up.
"Next time, you tell them you are happily taken and not looking for any side bitches."
"Yes, Princess. I swear. I'm so sorry. I love you so much."
Tags and Warnings: light Dom/sub, semi exhibitionism (sex on call/while gaming), cockwarming
AO3 link
Seungmin punishes Binnie by cockwarming him.
"Hyung," Seungmin's tone is a warning when he speaks, "seriously, stop moving."
There's a hint of annoyance there behind his voice that doesn't fail to make Changbin's face burn in both embarrassment and arousal. He's trying to not squirm, he really is, but Seungmin's been on his lap for the better part of an hour now, and every time he shifts or gets excited about the game he's playing and ends up clenching around him, Changbin can't help but throb. It just feels so good.
Even though he knows this isn't meant to get him off, that it's supposed to be punishment, his body still craves the sweet friction that it knows is just out of reach. Still makes him twitch pathetically, wanting so badly to give himself over to instinct and buck into the tight heat surrounding him and chase his high – he wants Seungmin to have pity and make him cum. Could almost beg for it. But he knows that wouldn't do him any good.
"M'sorry," he mumbles instead, burying his face into the crook of the younger's neck and shoulder. He tightens his arms around Seungmin's waist for a brief moment before obediently letting them rest clasped in his lap once again.
Seungmin only hums in response, shifting slightly before unmuting his mic and going back to whatever he was talking about with his fellow gamers. Changbin wishes he could pay attention to the computer screen, or at least to whatever they were saying, because maybe it would help distract him to some degree, but all he can focus on is the way Seungmin's warm skin feels against his cheek and how he smells when he's up this close – a little sweaty and musky, but comforting and tantalizing at the same time.
After quite some time, he isn't sure exactly how long, Seungmin surprises him with a slow, delicious circle of his hips, creating the sweetest friction on his overly sensitive, desperate cock. It startles a sharp yelp out of him, fingers immediately digging into Seungmin's hips to help ground himself. How cruel... right when he was finally starting to zone out a little.
"Sorry, Changbin hyung is here," Seungmin chuckles to someone he's on call with, voice calm and neutral like he isn't stretched around him or being an absolute fucking menace. Changbin swallows hard and tries not to whimper or do anything he will regret, like disobey. "No, he's fine. He's just being needy."
Changbin takes a deep, shaky breath at hearing himself be talked about as if they aren't sharing such an intimate moment, and he finds himself squeezing Seungmin harder, smoothing his palms over the soft skin with the exhale. He grits his teeth.
"He'll wait for me all night if I ask him," Seungmin says, and Changbin swallows down a moan. Because he's right.
He could lift him up, hold him in the air and fuck into him with reckless abandon, let all his friends know what he's been up to this whole time... he could yank his headphones off, throw him over his shoulder and toss him to the bed to take whatever he wanted, that's totally within his abilities... but he stays obediently pinned beneath Seungmin's hips. Because that's what he's been told to do. It's also what he deserves.
After seeing that Changbin stays still after his teasing, Seungmin reaches back and scratches affectionately behind his ear, as if to tell him you're being such a good boy, but he keeps chatting with his friends and doesn't make any move to turn and look at him. Changbin finds himself smiling anyway, eyelids fluttering closed and leaning into the touch, tender and appreciative. Such a simple gesture, yet it does wonders for renewing his resolve.
He can take this. He can be good for Seungmin. He will be good for Seungmin. He'll prove himself, even if it takes all night.
