jaebeom + oak 🙃
Jaebeom never thought the furniture he bought would be used against him, not even in his dream. He admits, he had thought of buying a bed with the headboard made of oak wood to cuff you against it and much more.
He never really think that he’s going to be cuffed against it.
“Come on, baby.” he tries to bargain, maybe freeing one of his hands so he can grip you. He need to feel you, he gets off feeling your skin. “Spare me some mercy.”
You tut, getting comfortable on his thigh. “I won’t. If I let one of your hands free, you’ll never let me lead.”
“I promise I will.” he tries again, desperate to touch you. “Baby, I cannot not touch you. Please?”
You move your wet slippery core against his thigh, pretending to think about his request. The feeling of your clit rubbing against his strong thigh makes you wetter, whines escaping your throat without you realising. Damn, it feels good to ride his thigh.
“Sweetheart.” Jaebeom pleads with a painful strain in his tone, his thigh shaking as he tries to balance you as well as trying to break free from the cuff. “I need to touch you, that’s all. I will let you lead me, I promise.”
You open your eyes, your hips still moving against him, your hand is already around his girth. The second your cold hands come in contact with his hardening length, Jaebeom hisses out curses, throwing his head back against the headboard.
“I’ll let your hands off with one condition.” you said, palming his length up and down, twisting your hand when you get to the base of his cock. Jaebeom’s eyes almost roll to the back but he perks his attention when you offers a deal, trying to stay focus.
“I want to be the lead.” you tell him firmly and for once you swear you saw a glint of softness in his eyes. “I don’t want you to turn us over if I let you go.”
“Oh, baby.” he coos as you swipe a thumb over his head, wiping the precum. “When did I ever break my promise with you, hm?”
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