Soundproof
Genre: Smut
Word count: 874
Warnings: Dom!Jaebum, oral (male receiving), sir kink, degradation
A/N: This was requested (a looooong time ago) by vanilla anon! I hope you like it♥ Sorry again for making you wait all this time...
Prompts: ‘I can’t believe I never asked sooner’’ / ‘‘Kiss me again.’’ / ‘‘You always make me feel so good’’ / “That’s why studio walls are soundproof.”
‘‘I can’t believe I never asked sooner’’
His voice is merely a whisper against your lips as you part to catch your breath. He had pulled you in a passionate embrace the moment he sat down on his studio chair, too eager to feel your lips against his after a long day of recording and producing songs with the guys.
‘‘Kiss me again.’’
You do, but not before playfully running your hand down his chest with a smile.
“Someone’s eager, I see.”
He raises an eyebrow and brings your hips closer to his.
“Oh please, don’t pull that card. I saw all of your teasing earlier, babe, and I think if someone’s impatient, that must be you.”
He chuckles at your reaction when he slides his hands up your sides, lifting your shirt up and tossing it aside. When you move your hips against his slightly, a pleasured sigh slipping from your lips, he turns you around on his lap.
“See? You’re so desperate already. But we can’t have that, can we? We can’t have you getting yourself off on me as you please. That would be way too easy,. Hmm?”
He scoffed at your frustrated whimper as his hands went back to exploring your skin. He knew how much you wanted him. How much you needed to get yourself off- he denied you 3 times this week and you were growing more and more frustrated each passing day. He leaned against your back, his right hand drawing light circles on your thigh as his lips brushed against your ear.
“I hope you cut the brattiness today, princess, or you might not get to cum. I want you to use your words, so tell me what you want.”
You didn’t even waste a second before mumbling out your answer.
“Please, I want you to fuck me Jae- s-sir. I need you inside me.”
His lips grew into a cocky smirk against the skin of your neck. You wouldn’t let a slip of his name destroy your chances to finally get what you needed. His hand moved, now rubbing and pressing against the denim of your shorts, sending small jolts of pleasure right to your core. But you wanted more. You needed more.
“That’s so vague baby, it’ll be my rules then. No arguing, you asked for this.”
His kisses trailed down from your lips to your jaw, and from your jaw to your collarbones, sucking a few hickeys and biting slightly here and there. He kept your legs open with his own, denying you any contact where you wanted it the most. He loved the way you were grinding you ass against him, wanting nothing more than for him to hurry up.
“You said you wanted me inside you, love?”
“Y-yes, please sir.”
You felt his hands pushing you from his lap to the floor of the studio, turning you around to face him. By the time you moved, his pants and underwear were already down. One of his hands gripped his hard length to bring it to your mouth, spreading his precum on your parted lips.
“Open up then, baby.”
His free hand flew to the back of your head to guide you once you closed your lips around him.
“Fuck, you always make me feel so good, love. You’re such a good girl when you want.’’
You whined around him, wanting to please him but needing some kind of release. You were so turned on by his attitude and he was very aware of it. Once he let you pull away slightly, you looked up at him with a slight pout and pleading eyes.
“Please, can I touch?”
He shot you an amused glance before answering harshly.
“Oh no, I told you to cut the brattiness and stop your teasing multiple times this week and you didn’t even listen to me. Now I want you to get up and wait on all fours on my little couch. Don’t you dare touch yourself.”
You immediately got up, not wanting him to deny you a fourth time because of your stubbornness. He didn’t even wait before sliding your shorts and panties off in no time. It wasn’t long before he was teasing your sensitive core with the tip of his length. He chuckled when a loud moan slipped past your lips.
“You were really desperate for this, weren’t you? I guess I’ll have to give it to you but remember, bratty girls don’t get more than they ask for.”
He gave a sharp thrust with his last words and you almost fell forward with a whimper. As he picked up his rough pace, you struggled more and more to keep your voice down. When he saw you bite your hand in an attempt to stop the sinful moans that were now flowing out of your mouth, he slowed down his movements, causing you to grind your hips back on him.
‘‘That’s why studio walls are soundproof. So sluts like you can be as loud as they want and no one will suspect a thing. No one knows that my cute innocent girlfriend acts like a little whore for my cock. I think we’re going to stay here for a while, I love hearing you.’’