Believe Me
Request
Summary: A child-free weekend for you and your husband is long overdue, if only your husband had a better memory… maybe the weekend would have gotten off to a better start than this.
Word Count: 2.1k
Pairing: Jang Hanseo (Kwak Dong Yeon) x Reader
Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Praise Kink.
You are half asleep on the sofa, totally relaxed, when you hear the front door open, waking you up and bringing you back to reality. You excitedly jump up, skipping down the hallway to greet your husband as he returns home from work. He lifts his head and smiles at you once he sees you coming, arms outstretched and ready to take you into them as you reach him. Jang Hanseo, CEO of Babel Group, dressed in one of his best suits, as always, looking a million dollars, though he is worth so much more than that to you.
“Jagi!” He sighs happily, as you bury your face into his chest, “Where is Nabi-ya?”
You giggle as you lift your head, nuzzling your nose against his before kissing him softly. He is always so forgetful, a little ditzy most of the time, but it is so endearing, and his kindhearted soul is big enough to make up for the trouble he sometimes has with anything that requires too much thinking.
“Hanseo, she’s with my parents this weekend, remember?” You ask him, watching as the cogs turn in his head as he tries to recall the conversation, when you had told him that your parents would be having your daughter over for a couple of nights.
“Oh right, I forgot,” He replies, eyes wide as he takes another moment to process, “That’s good… I’m a lousy parent anyway. She, and you, both deserve a break.”
It takes you a second now to process your husband’s words, the mild self-deprecation that you don’t often hear from him, and it breaks your heart when you fully grasp his meaning. You know that you have shock written all over your face as you take your hands to cup his cheeks, making him look into your eyes.
“No, yeobo… what?” You start, “You are a great dad, what’s got you so concerned?”
Hanseo’s eyes are glassy as he stares at you, biting his lip the way that he always does when he has to talk about something that he doesn’t want to. He shakes his head a little, furrowing his brows for a moment before he realises that you are not going to let him go until he answers your question.
“Joonwoo-hyung said I’m dumb and can’t do anything right.” He sighs, “He said I shouldn’t be a dad, that I’ll raise Nabi to be stupid like me.”
You can see how much it hurts him to repeat those words to you, they are clearly eating him up inside, you know how he gets. He has enough trouble with his self-confidence at the best of times, so any negativity tends to really break him down. It hurts you to see him like this, as you always tell him the opposite, forever complimenting him on everything.
“Aigoo, yeobo…” You murmur, “You are perfect, your brother is just jealous.”
You hate his brother, even just mentioning him is enough to send a shiver down your spine. The man has done nothing but hurt Hanseo, his entire life has been hell thanks to him, but no matter what you say or do, he looks up to him like an idol, and because of that, every cruel word that he says, Hanseo takes to heart completely.
You lean in to kiss him, but he pulls back from you, hesitation written all over his face, as shock is clear on yours, so not used to rejection from the clingy, loveable man that you married.
“Are you sure that you want to kiss me?” He asks you, his voice a little whiny, his lips pouted.
“More than anything in the world, nae sarang.” You reply easily, the words coming quickly to you, without missing a beat, “You are the most incredible man I have ever met.”
He shakes his head, still unsure if he believes you or not, and you lean in to kiss him again before he can say another word. He hums contentedly as your lips meet, leaning into your touch, his hands moving to your shoulders.
“Come, yeobo,” You urge him, “Let’s go to bed, hmm? I think you need a little extra special attention this evening.”
Hanseo nods slowly, moving to take your hand as you lead him out of the hallway and down to your bedroom. He is hesitant in his footsteps, and you can tell that he does not feel like he deserves to be loved by you. You know that it is going to be difficult to get him to believe you, but you have done it before, so you know that you can do it again.
You gently push the bedroom door open, and guide Hanseo to sit on the edge of the bed. Once he is comfortable, you move to straddle him, your knees on the mattress either side of his hips, your hands at the collar of his shirt.
“Jang Hanseo, you’re so perfect,” You tell him, “I don’t like it when you believe your brother’s words…”
Hanseo frowns, visibly fighting down the temptation to disagree with you, it is hard though, and he whines a little as he attempts to believe the words that you say.
You unbutton his shirt slowly, hands trailing over his skin as you push his shirt and jacket off his shoulders, exposing his body to you. He is perfect, fit, muscular, you truly could not fault him. You guide him onto his back, kissing along his jawline and down his neck, as he writhes underneath you, pressing kisses to his most sensitive spots.
“Hips up for me, baby,” You order as you move back a little, “Gotta get your pants off too.”
His cheeks flush red, though he does as he is told, watching as you unbutton his slacks, easily working them down his legs. He is hard already, from such little effort by you, and you can tell that he is embarrassed by it, as you sink to your knees in front of him, fingers hooking into the elastic of his underwear to tug them down as well.
“I’m gonna make you feel good,” You tell him, “I am not going to let up until you agree with me, either… not until you acknowledge that your brother’s words were not true.”
He nods, stuttering over his words, a barely audible yes, jagiya leaving his lips as he watches you, trying to stay still as you kiss up the inside of his thighs. His cock twitches as you get closer, and he gasps as you kiss up his shaft, moaning as you close your mouth over the tip.
“Oh, fuck,” Hanseo gasps, as you move to take him in all the way, “Oh, jagiya, fuck… you feel so good.”
You hum as you wrap your hand around the base of his shaft, tongue swirling as you match your pace with both your hand and your mouth, sucking him off exactly how he likes it. You stare up at him through your lashes, eyes watering as his cock hits the back of your throat with each movement lower.
He is not quiet, whining and moaning as his fingers tangle in your hair, not wanting to move, but indicating to you that he wants more. You lift your head, though your hand still continues to work him, and you begin to kiss up his body until you reach his lips again.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” You ask, “Do you believe me yet?”
Hanseo pauses to think for a moment, before he shakes his head, though his moans only get louder.
“Feels good, jagiya,” He replies, “But I don’t believe you, not yet.”
You roll your eyes, not really believing him, sure that he is only feigning disbelief to get you to touch him more. You tighten your grip, stroking him harder, faster, easily working him so close to orgasm.
“Fine,” You smirk, as you suddenly move your hand away, “You don’t get to cum until you do.”
Hanseo groans, balling his fists as he attempts to keep his composure. He hates edging, so much, but you know that he needs a little punishment, if you want him to see things from your point of view.
“Would you like to help me out, baby?” You ask, “I don’t think it’s very fair that I put in all the work, not when I know how good you are with your mouth, too.”
You giggle as Hanseo frowns, he wants to protest, but not as much as he wants to go down on you. You tilt your head to the side, before gazing down at your body, still fully dressed while Hanseo is naked underneath you. You don’t have to tell him what to do, his hands are already moving to undress you quickly, and you happily oblige him, lifting yourself up so that he can work your leggings down and off.
“Do you want to ride my face, jagi?” He asks you, his voice so innocent and sweet, “I’d like it a lot if you did.”
You nod at him, and you move into position once you get your panties off, your knees next to his ears as you gaze down at him. He is eager, and you smile, motioning that he can begin.
Hanseo lifts his head, tongue laid flat to connect with you, and though he has done this a thousand times before, you still are never prepared for how intense the pleasure is. He knows your body better than you do, the way that his tongue swirls over your clit has you seeing stars in what feels like seconds.
“Oh, yeobo,” You moan, “Fuck, you are incredible… nobody else could ever make me feel this good.”
He chuckles at this, sending shockwaves through your body, and his cheeks flush red as you moan louder, praising him further. You lean back, using your core strength to hold you up as Hanseo eats you out, working you effortlessly, so quickly to your peak, exactly how you wanted it.
“You want to make me cum, don’t you?” You ask him, “Show me how much you want it.”
Hanseo moans into you, the vibrations enough to send you spiralling, gripping to his hair as you grind down onto his face, your orgasm washing over you completely. Breathless cries of his name escape you, the high is so overwhelming.
“Fuck, baby,” You sigh, as you move back, leaning down to kiss his glistening lips, “You’re so fucking perfect, you know that, right?”
Hanseo kisses you back, as you grind down against his cock, wanting to take him in already, but needing him to agree with you first, you need to hear him say it.
“Yes, jagi,” He nods, “Yes, I am perfect, fuck, please let me fuck you.”
You chuckle, lifting yourself up as Hanseo grabs his cock, moving into position. You smile at him as you lower yourself down, slowly taking in his full length, moaning as you do.
“You are perfect,” You reply, lifting your hips to drop down on him again, “So big, you feel so good inside me, baby, you fuck me so well.”
You find a steady pace to ride him in, leaning down to kiss him as he matches your rhythm, thrusting his hips up to you each time you lower down. You know that he would have to be close, he never does last long after you edge him, but you don’t mind, he deserves to be rewarded.
“Please, jagi,” He whimpers, tears brimming in his eyes, “Can I cum? Please? It hurts.”
It makes you smile, and you nuzzle your nose against his before you kiss him again, loving the way that he clings to you, so desperate, so fucking needy.
“Cum for me, baby,” You urge, “Fill me up, perfectly, like you always do.”
You barely finish speaking, as Hanseo releases, chest heaving as you take him in, gasping at the feeling as he fills you up.
“I love you,” He murmurs, “Thank you, jagi.”
As his peak descends, you slow down, though you don’t move, laying on him comfortably, tracing shapes with your fingertips across his chest. You kiss his neck softly, while he plays with your hair, so happy to be so close.
“I love you, Hanseo,” You reply, “I love everything about you. You’re the best father, the best husband, I need you to believe me.”
Hanseo hums contentedly, holding you to him as he revels in the praises you give.
“I do,” He replies, “I do believe you, I promise.”
