Little Yeo (Yeosang x Male Reader)
content warning: blowjob; size shaming; dom/sub dynamics
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Minors DNI 🔞
word count: 1594
You'd just walked in the door. You'd yet to take even two steps and your hand had already snaked its way around Yeosang's waist to hold him against you. He moaned and dropped his head against your shoulder, desperate (as always) to be touched and manhandled.
You watched in the mirror as his eyes fluttered shut while he kissed your jaw. His hand wrapped around your neck to hold himself closer and you smirked at him. He couldn't be any needier.
"Touch me," he pleaded, the two words raspy and thick with desire. He tried to grind against you, but you weren't fucking him tonight...not that he knew that.
"Hmm?" you teased him. "What was that?"
"Please touch me," he asked again, his voice even whinier.
"There's the good manners I was waiting on," you joked as you began to unbutton his linen pants and let them fall to the floor. Yeosang was wearing a princess pink thong which meant he was super horny tonight...and that you might have to cave and let him cum even though you'd planned to keep edging him for another few days.
"Did you dress up for me baby?" you kissed his cheek as he nodded with flushed cheeks. "Come on," you took a step away and held his hand in yours. "Do a spin and show me."
Yeosang flashed a smile at you and obeyed, turning with a little curtsy at the end for you before shyly crashing back into your chest with a cute giggle.
"You look so cute I might not even take it off," you teased, watching the way his face fell into a pitiful pout. "I'm just kidding Yeosang," you hugged him close and pressed your lips to his briefly, just enough to work him up. When you pulled away, he tried to keep you tethered to him with a grip on your collar but you just shook your head with a breathy laugh. "Be good, and go get ready for me baby."
He stood on his toes to kiss you again and hurriedly scurried upstairs. You couldn't help but watch his cute butt in his thong and bit your lip with a laugh. He was adorable.
You went into the kitchen and drank a glass of water and slowly ate some bread. You didn't have anything to do really, but making Yeosang wait was part of the fun. He was so obedient now, so eager to please. It had taken months of training to get him to this point, and now it was blissful.
After about 30 minutes, you decided he had waited long enough. When you went upstairs, you didn't go into the room right away. You wandered about, letting him know his time was almost coming. You went ahead and took off your shirt for him and tossed it into the washing machine before finally going into the room.
As expected, Yeosang was kneeling by the door. He didn't look up, knowing he had to wait for permission first. You tousled his hair and walked right by as you moved over to the bed. You got on and tossed your socks in his direction before finally snapping.
Within seconds Yeosang was standing on wobbly legs, likely asleep from sitting for so long, and crawling into bed.
"Hey baby, sorry I made you wait," you hummed as he lay beneath you. "I had a very important business call to handle."
"It's okay," he said honestly, used to being patient, as he ran his hands down your torso. When he reached the waist of your jeans, he inserted his fingers into the belt loops and pulled your waist towards his. "Please touch me now," he begged again.
You glanced down at his cock that was hard in his thong. He looked so pretty like this. "Are you already hard Yeosang? I can't tell," you began the teasing that he enjoyed so much.
"I'm hard," he nodded.
"Hmm, are you?" you slid your hand across his chest and abs as you moved towards his cock. Yeosang whimpered needily, desperate to feel your hand on his dick.
"I am," he assured you.
You shook your head and shrugged. "It's so difficult to tell with you, Yeosang. Your dick is just so small."
"I know," he pouted. "I'm sorry."
You finally wrapped your hand around his clothed cock and squeezed it just enough to let him feel you holding him. "Oh! You are hard!"
"More," he whined, his body writing beneath yours already.
"Manners, Yeosang," you scolded as you pulled your hand away.
"Please more!" he edited, and you kissed him for correcting so quickly.
"Now, let me see that little cock of yours baby," you muttered as you pulled off his thong and tossed it to the ground.
You glanced down at him, noticing how leaky he already was. His pink tip was swollen and ready to burst at the slightest touch. "Let me jerk you off baby," you offered.
Yeosang whimpered at the suggestion and you wrapped your hand around him, only to lose grip two seconds later from how small he was. "Can't even hold your dick properly in my hand Yeo...it keeps sliding out."
"Please! Mouth, please," he was borderline crying as he begged. Usually, you'd make him beg more, but it was clear he needed it.
"Of course, I'll use my mouth baby, it's too small to even penetrate my ass," you taunted with a kiss. "It's a good thing you're a bottom Yeo. You'd be a useless top."
He whimpered and you used your thumb and forefinger to raise his dick, so it could meet your mouth. Yeosang was already grinding against your lips, and you chuckled at him. He was obedient but lacked self-control. It was something you were working on.
You sank onto his cock, barely filling your mouth before he'd already bottomed out. You sucked and Yeosang moaned deeply as he took fistfuls of your hair in his hands, begging you to stay sunken on him.
You listened but also raised his legs to sit over your shoulders so his ass would be facing you more. You popped off of him for a second to spit on your finger and used the saliva as lube to circle his hole.
"Go in. Please," Yeosang ground against your finger, seeking more friction.
You listened and inserted your finger into his bum, loving how pretty his gasp was when you did so.
"There you go, baby. God, you're so pathetic aren't you?" you pulled off his cock to watch him squirm. Yeosang had his eyes pinched shut and could barely contain himself. His mouth was agape and making so many noises and expletives you couldn't even make them out.
You added another and his toes curled and his dick twitched. You eyed it knowingly and smirked at Yeosang. "Won't you cum for me, Yeo? I know you have a little dick, but give me at least a drop of cum."
"Yes!" he cried out in response. "Please, mouth again," he arched off the bed.
You listened and took him in your mouth again as your finger fucked his ass. Yeosang couldn't help it and you'd only just reached the base of his cock when he squirted into your mouth as he shook with loud gasps.
"Yes! Yes!" he cried out.
You kneaded his thighs as he came down and popped off with a mouth full of cum so he could watch you swallow.
His cheeks were red when he pulled you in to taste himself on your lips. He moaned and wrapped his legs around your waist. If you were naked your dick would be against his hole...but you weren't, so it wasn't.
"Don't you want to fuck me?" he asked with a cute smile as he rolled over and taunted you with his ass.
"Yes," you smacked it, before forcing him onto his back again. "But not tonight."
"Oh..." he frowned. "Are you mad at me?"
You pulled him close and shook your head, "No, I'm not mad at you."
In reality, you wanted Yeosang to wait. The longer you made him wait, the better the sex was. It had already been 3 days which was why he pulled out the thong and made you break his no-cumming rule tonight. But that didn't mean you would crack completely and fuck him.
"We haven't had sex in days," he complained, knowing nothing about this game you were playing with him.
"You need more self-control, Yeosang," you scolded him. "And you're being selfish. Didn't you just cum?"
"Y-yes," he replied, his lip quivering.
"Then don't complain and go to sleep," you ordered him.
Yeosang looked like he wanted to argue, but he finally laid down against your chest with a kiss. "I'm sorry. I want to be better for you," he murmured. "I love you."
"I love you too, Yeosang," you hummed as you gently stroked his back, feeling a little guilty for taking such a mean tone with him.
"(Y/n)?" Yeosang whispered as if he was scared to ask whatever it was that was bothering him.
"Yes?" you asked.
"Do you really think my cock is little?" he asked worriedly.
You let out a breathy laugh and kissed his forehead. "I think your cock is the perfect size Yeosang."
You could see the twinkle in his eyes at your answer, and he finally rested his head, falling asleep almost immediately.
