give a little more — p.wb
synopsis ⭑.ᐟ wonbin learns the joy of giving on his birthday. content warning ⭑.ᐟ smut! bf!wonbin x fem!reader, oral (f receiving), masturbation (m), overstimulation, unprotected sex, whiny wonbin as per usual even though he's on the giving end and i love it that way, munchbbin awakening. word count ⭑.ᐟ 3.5k+
ㅤwonbin was used to being on the receiving end.
some might say it’s selfish, but to him it’s all about knowing his worth— and he knew he was nothing without you and the love you gave him. your love meant so much to him that he couldn’t imagine going through life without it.
whether it was cooking for him, listening to him ramble about his worries, comforting him when he felt down, or sucking his cock after a long day, you were always there for him, and he loved every single second of it.
ㅤand, of course, wonbin returned the favor— vocally, materialistically, and physically.
wonbin was perplexed at how easily pleased you were at first since he wanted to spoil you a lot more in exchange for every smile and laugh you gave him, but now he just got used to letting it happen naturally even though he still had to be sneaky just for it to happen in the first place.
at first, you would give back a piece of dessert he’d share with you, only taking one bite. no matter how long wonbin waited for you to take another, you were too busy smiling and listening to him that he had to feed you himself.
when he tried cooking breakfast for you one time, he burnt the fried rice and all you did was laugh and tease him about it. wonbin was sulking the entire day, not because you teased him, but because you had to eat a bad batch of fried rice because of him.
sometimes, wonbin wondered what desires went through your head, or if you even had any. he wishes you had at least one so he could fulfill it for you the same way you do for him every single time.
wonbin had been thinking about this for so long that it slipped his mind that his own birthday was coming up soon.
this year, he was determined to make sure you were also happy while you pampered him. although he wishes you’d be more greedy, the same way he was all the time, but wonbin didn’t mind waiting— there was nothing more satisfying than seeing you give in to him after all.
ㅤ”bbin? do you want a picture with your birthday cake?”
wonbin’s eyes met yours, your phone in one hand and a lighter for the candle in your other hand. he couldn’t help but smile, nodding at your suggestion.
before you could move away, his hand pulled you close, taking you by surprise. wonbin held you close, arm wrapped around your waist as he reached for your phone.
”i’ll hold the phone. you go light up the candles, baby,” he smiles, leaning in to nuzzle his nose against the crook of your neck, a gesture that made you ticklish every time.
you could only laugh in spite of your confusion, lighting the candles on his birthday cake. wonbin chuckles as he positioned his arm upwards, pointing the phone down so that you two were in the frame along with the lit up birthday cake.
wonbin was turning twenty-four this year, marking your third year together as a couple.
he knew how much effort you put in just to custom order his birthday cake, and that reignited his desire to give back the same love you keep giving him tirelessly.
”ready?” he asked, angling the phone slightly as he waited for your go signal.
you looked at the screen, fixing your hair and clothes. wonbin thought it was adorable when you started practicing your smile, playfully taking a photo without warning.
”hey!” you exclaimed, turning your head back and slapping his thigh softly. he could only laugh in return, smiling as he whispered his apologies against your cheek.
you turned your head back towards the camera, thinking deeply about what to do. it took everything out of wonbin not to snap another photo, grinning like a fool as he watched you through the screen.
after a few seconds, your expression finally brightened up, eliciting a small giggle from wonbin himself.
you laid your head against his, smiling brightly at the phone in his hand. wonbin’s heart fluttered at the smile on your face, pressing a kiss on the side of your head before taking a few photos.
once he was satisfied and a little impatient, wonbin put the phone down and immediately wrapped his arms around you until you were sitting on his thighs. your giggles filled his ears as he pressed kisses all over your face and neck.
it didn’t take much to get you both worked up. wonbin was now leaving open-mouthed kisses along your neck, hands ghosting along your spine, making your body shudder in response.
he let out a moan at your reaction, pressing you closer to his body, desperate to feel every part of you.
”baby, your cake’s going to melt if you keep doing this.”
wonbin shakes his head stubbornly, biting your neck as he watched your expression. he wanted something else now, and seeing you react like this was all he cared about.
you placed a hand on his shoulder, “it’s an ice cream cake, bbin. and we can’t fool around on the dining table.” your tone was more serious this time, a clearer warning despite the growing heat in your stomach from his kisses alone. still, wonbin couldn’t stop his wandering hands.
”it’s cold out anyway; it won’t melt,” he argues back, keeping a watchful eye on your reaction as his hand began to fondle the swell of your tits. wonbin was willing to compromise if you really weren’t in the mood for it, otherwise he’d rather keep going because hearing your soft whimpers was sweeter than any dessert.
a breathless gasp escaped your lips and that was all the confirmation he needed to hear.
ㅤ”fuck it— it’s my birthday anyway,” wonbin groans, picking you up in his arms.
you wrapped your legs around his waist, burying your face into his neck as he moved around. it took you some time to realize that he was taking too long to get to the bedroom, prompting you to raise your head just to see what he was doing.
wonbin just finished placing his birthday cake in the freezer, a giggle slipping out of your lips. he could only laugh back shyly, “did i keep you waiting?”
”it’s okay,” you whispered, cupping his cheeks to bring his focus back to you. wonbin was more than happy to lavish you with attention, his lips finding yours before you knew it.
your back hit a hard surface, pressed in between his body and the table. wonbin laid you down on the dining table he just cleared, one hand supporting the back of your head as he rolled his hips against your heat.
his lips never left yours, devouring you hungrily to the point that your lips were starting to bruise. your head was spinning from all the pleasure you were feeling all at once, hands holding tightly on his shirt.
you part your thighs even more so you could feel him better, anything to amplify the pleasure you were both feeling. he was already hard and throbbing, making you lose any remaining inhibition you had. his desperation for you was clear and it was enough to keep you going.
hearing moans fall from your lips made him hiss, brows furrowing at how desperate he was feeling just from the friction alone. it almost slipped wonbin’s mind that he wanted to show you just how much he appreciated you in the simplest way he could think of— one you couldn’t ignore or deny.
you were hit with confusion when wonbin pulled away, panting heavily as he stared down at you. “baby?” you called out, arms reaching out to hold him. you didn’t want the pleasure to end yet and you could tell he was holding back for some reason.
wonbin’s eyes twinkled under the dim light, a smirk on his face as his hands traveled lower to your hips. he leaned in to kiss your neck, making sure your body doesn’t cool off while his hands worked to take your shorts off.
it only took one pull but he was taking his damn time, frustrated whimpers escaping your lips. wonbin chuckles, enjoying the rare sight of you being this desperate and needy for him.
”bbin,” you whined, wiggling your hips to help him take it off faster. wonbin didn’t want to keep you waiting, but, fuck, every whimper out of you was doing something to him.
his lips slowly trailed down your chest, kissing your skin through the fabric of your shirt. you were so desperate for contact that it felt as if his lips were on your bare skin instead. wonbin gripped on the hem of your shirt, pushing it up to your chest and baring your torso to him.
his mouth was now on your navel, his teeth grazing against your sensitive skin as he left hot kisses all the way down. you could only sigh and gasp, shuddering as your fingers tangled through his hair.
wonbin pulled back slightly to look up at you, to see the expression on your face. he smiled to himself when he saw your flushed cheeks and parted lips— a clear look of desperation on your face.
”don’t worry, baby. i got you,” he breathed out, fingers hooked under your already soaked panties, your arousal stringing against the fabric as he pulled it down. a groan escaped him; the sight of your wetness was enough to make his cock throb under his sweatpants, straining through the stretchy fabric.
”you’re already so wet but you could give me more than this, right?” he whispered, making you feel ticklish from his breath hitting your sensitive pussy, walls clenching around nothing.
this didn’t escape wonbin’s attention, sticking his tongue out to lick a stripe up from your entrance to your swollen clit. you let out a moan in surprise, thighs closing in on his head.
he chuckles and you felt shivers down your spine, propping yourself up with your elbows to look at him. wonbin grabbed your thighs, your legs thrown over his shoulder as he lavished attention to your swollen nub.
his tongue was pointed, flicking against your clit while his thumbs were spreading your folds apart. your wetness was starting to overflow from his teasing, dripping down onto the table underneath you.
”w-wonbin,” you whimper, reaching down to run your fingers through his thick hair, pulling him out of his daze to look up at you. his focus was all on you now, as if he was ready to give anything to you with just one word.
you bite your lower lip, drawing blood from the bruise you got from making out earlier. “it feels too empty inside,” you whispered, embarrassed by the words that escaped your lips.
wonbin smiled, “be more clear, baby. you want my tongue or my fingers?”
you shuddered, staring into his eyes; his tongue could stretch you out and mess you up but his fingers would be able to reach that spot deep inside you. just the thought of having either one inside you made your pussy twitch again.
it was clear from your expression that you were debating over your options, which meant that the choice was now up to wonbin— and you were in luck because he knew what would satisfy you best.
he smiled widely, dipping back down to wrap his mouth over your clit, tongue flicking against your sensitive bundle of nerves with more enthusiasm. moans kept pouring out of your mouth, thighs trembling around his head.
wonbin used his left hand to keep one thigh open, while his right hand began to tease your entrance. he slipped two fingers inside smoothly, curling it up to hit that spot you liked so much.
your back arched off the table, mouth dropping open with a soft gasp. “w-wonbin!” you moan breathily, stomach already tensing up just from his fingertips rubbing on your spot.
the combined sensation of his tongue and fingers made your entire body tense up, hips rolling in pleasure. a familiar heat was building up from your lower stomach, breathless whimpers escaping your lips. you tug on his hair more forcefully, but he refused to budge.
wonbin doubled his efforts, licking and sucking on your clit, your wanton moans ringing in his ear while his fingers began to move faster, pressing on your sensitive spot. your thighs were tense, feet crossed against his back while your hips stayed in the air. his left hand massaged your thigh in a comforting manner, as if he was telling you to just let go.
”wonbin- wonbin, i’m- i’m close,” you breathed out, head thrown back as you try to catch your breath. you closed your eyes, brows furrowed as the heat spread throughout your body and released just as quickly as your orgasm crashed down on you.
you let out strained moans, hips falling back down the table, causing wonbin’s mouth to unlatch from your clit. he watched as your juices spilled out, your pussy glistening under the dim light of the room.
wonbin moans at the sight, biting down on his plump lower lip. he watched as your chest heaved up and down, body still tense and trembling with pleasure. he knew you could still take more.
he leans back in, mouth finding your sensitive heat once more. you let out a cry, eyes going wide in surprise. “w-wonbin?!” you whimper, desperately pulling on his hair. you were far too sensitive, strength leaving your body as he continued to overstimulate you.
when he felt your fingers leave his hair, wonbin lets out a contented hum. his left hand spread your folds apart while his right hand reached down to palm his throbbing erection. he was painfully hard, a wet spot forming on his sweatpants and getting on his palm the more he tried to relieve himself.
wonbin never really realized how much of a turn on it was to see someone you love lose themselves to pleasure. if he wasn’t too busy losing himself to pleasure whenever they made love, maybe he would’ve noticed sooner.
ㅤhell, if he’d known much earlier, he would’ve understood why you loved going down on him so much.
he closed his eyes, tongue spread out as he rolled your clit around with it, drawing your pleasure out instead of forcing another one out of you so soon. wonbin whimpers against your pussy, his hand now jerking his cock through his pants.
he pulls away briefly to pull his cock out his sweatpants, nibbling on your folds. “fuck, baby,” wonbin breathes out, hand pumping his aching cock even more. his brows furrowed in pleasure, squeezing the tip in his palm as his tongue traced around your heat.
wonbin kept moaning against your clit, thrusting his tongue shallowly into your clenching walls. his precum was leaking onto his hand, coating his entire length. his moans sent vibrations through your body, making you feel it deep inside you.
you moaned, heat building up in your lower stomach once again. you could see wonbin’s arm moving desperately from where you laid and it wasn’t difficult to guess that he was feeling just as needy as you were.
”bbin, baby,” you purred, reaching down to cup his cheek. wonbin stared up at you with glossy eyes, his plump lips glistening from your juices. “come here, please,” you whine softly.
wonbin was more than happy to oblige, getting up from where he was hunched over. he pressed his lips against yours, kissing you eagerly. wonbin pushed his tongue into your mouth, eliciting a soft moan from you. you could taste yourself on his tongue, a sweet and salty taste coating your mouth.
his body covered yours once more, the sticky precum from his rock hard cock dribbling on your stomach. you shuddered when wonbin nudged the tip of his cock against your entrance.
”wonbin, please,” you gasped out.
”baby, i got you,” he whispered, deep voice sending shivers throughout your entire body. wonbin kissed your jaw, whimpering as he pushed the tip of his cock into your tight entrance.
he hissed, “fuck, baby. relax a little for me, yeah?” wonbin thrusted shallowly, pushing more of his length in with each roll of his hips. your walls were clenching around him, and it was far too much for someone who was feeling just as desperate for release.
you sighed softly when he bottomed out deep inside you, eyes rolling back at how full it made you feel. wonbin’s lips found yours again, kissing you softly as his hips began to rock back and forth. he ran his hands up and down your waist before gripping onto your thighs, pushing them open.
you could tell wonbin was trying to draw it out for as long as he could, his bottom lip trembling against yours. he moans against your mouth, brows furrowing in pleasure. wonbin’s hips began to pick up the pace, both of you breaking the kiss to moan.
”fuck, fuck- i can’t hold it much longer, baby,” wonbin groans, hips slapping against your thighs. he licks a stripe down your neck, biting on the skin by your throat, feeling it vibrate as you moaned in pleasure.
wonbin was starting to feel restless, desperate for release while waiting for your own orgasm. you weren’t too far but it would take more for you than just thrusting wildly, a whimper escaping your lips.
he winced, hanging his head as his body shuddered. “ah, fuck,” wonbin whispered against your skin, his warm cum filling you deep inside with each stuttering thrust.
you took a deep breath when he stopped moving, convinced that he was done for a while. you were feeling just as spent, especially after he overstimulated you earlier.
ㅤso it took you by surprise when he began moving again, the table underneath you shaking once more.
”w-wonbin?” you whined, eyes starting to tear up from how overwhelmed you were starting to feel. his cum was sloshing deep inside you, making a noise with every thrust he made.
you couldn’t even see his face, head buried in your cleavage, yet his thrusts were relentless and showed no signs of slowing down as if he didn’t cum seconds ago.
”bbin, i’m- this is too much for me!” you cried out, nails sinking into the skin by his shoulders.
wonbin slipped his hands under your hips, lifting it up slightly to hit that spot you liked so much. and without fail, the tip of his cock was already pressing down on it, hips never stopping the rhythm he was on.
you threw your head back against the table, moans growing louder as he hit your sensitive spot over and over.
he was whimpering weakly despite the focused movements of his hips, body still trembling from his orgasm earlier.
“wonbin, b-baby.. i'm cumming!” you gasped out, back arching mid-air as your body shook from the waves of your own orgasm.
shivers ran through his entire being as your walls finally clamped down on him, cum still flowing out of his tip even as he pulled out. wonbin gripped his length, squeezing out the remainder of his release onto your lower stomach. he finally raised his head back up to look at you, seeing a satisfied look on your face.
wonbin chuckles tiredly, using his other hand to cup your cheek. he ran his thumb over your flushed cheek, finding it adorable how pleased you look.
“did you like that?” he asked softly, voice slightly hoarse from earlier. “i wanted to make it feel good for you,” wonbin admits, “did i scare you?”
you let out a small laugh, “for me? even though it’s your birthday today?”
he stared into your eyes, wanting to show how sincere each of his words were, “that hardly matters. you make it feel like my birthday is everyday already.”
“then that means i did my job well,” you chuckled.
wonbin hums, nuzzling into the crook of you neck. “you do. that’s why i want you to let me spoil you too,” he sighed, “i’d do anything to make you feel the same way you make me feel.”
you ran your fingers through his hair, he tense shoulders relaxing from your touch. “baby, i love you just as much. you don’t have to do anything different,” you sigh softly.
”even if i wanted to?”
”if it’s something you want to do, then i won’t stop you. but if it’s something you feel burdened by, then i don’t want it,” you explained, pulling his head back so you could look at him properly.
his face was still flushed from pleasure, pupils dilated, reflecting only you in his eyes. wonbin smiled slightly, “then i’ll keep doing what i’m already doing. after all, i just found out how good it could be when i’m the one giving.”
you laughed in disbelief, finally realizing why he was acting so differently earlier.
”so giving oral is your idea of giving?” wonbin lifts you up in his arms as you asked your question, a pleased smile on his face. you held onto him as he made his way to the bedroom with you in his arms, still waiting for a response.
”if you’re waiting for an answer, don’t,” he grins, placing you down onto the bed with a soft thud, “i plan on answering it in a different way.”