─── muscles make you cum?
𓊆 1148 𓊇 𝓭rabble —𝜗ৎ— softdom!taesan x sub!reader, gym boy taesan, dry humping, manhandling, size kink, praise kink, unreached orgasm…? if that’s the right term, lmk if i missed anything! based on these asks: 1 2 3 4
ever since he returned from the gym, taesan could tell that you weren’t exactly… your usual self, to say the least. he could sense from his peripherals how your eyes followed his body, mostly his arms, through each of the rooms he moved into: entering from the main door to see you sitting at the couch as he said “missed you,” and you responded “missed you too,” moving into the kitchen to pour a glass of cold water from the fridge, going over to you and kissing your forehead, and finally into the bedroom to shower in the bathroom.
he walks out about half an hour later after he changed, his towel still around his neck as he dried his hair with it. and you’re still at the same spot, biting your lip as your eyes flicker up from the muted tv at his appearance. going to sit right beside you then, taesan’s head turns, “what’s gotten you so flustered?”
you couldn’t see how your blush pigmented into your cheeks, the heat spreading throughout your body as you simply kept your gaze on him, but hearing him say so made you feel exposed, your hands coming up to cover your face.
“w-what are you saying?!” exclaiming, you turn your body completely away from him. but instead of just laughing like he usually does, you feel his arm snake around waist and pull you closer while the other simultaneously held you by your chin to get your face to look right up at his.
“i’m your boyfriend. of course i can tell when my girl is feeling some type of way.” connecting your lips to his, taesan kissed you with grit as your body adjusted to be more comfortable in his grasp. you couldn’t deny how he made you feel, and even the simple touches flooded you with what you could only call a certain desire.
it isn’t even a second after he breaks the kiss that your boyfriend pulls you on top of his lap, your body facing his as you let out a sound you couldn’t quite coherently think of letting out of you. one second you were on the couch, and the next second you were on him—he couldn’t blame you for being confused.
“you like this, don’t you baby?”
the feeling of an embarrassed cat consumed you as his fingers threaded into your hair. his gaze followed his motions, his focus on the smallest of details only making you all the more needy. you couldn’t help but press right against his crotch, a little whine escaping as your quivering lips got met once again with his smirking ones. he enjoyed teasing you, not giving in to your needs right away as he trailed soft touches with his other hand to your nape, thumb pressing softly into your collarbone as the rest of the fingers supported the neck. “it’s ok if you don’t answer with words. but i know you can, right princess?”
sucking in a deep breath while fluttering your heavy lashes, you squeak out a yes to meet his husky laugh. you’re so pliable to him, perfectly molding into whatever he wants you to be like, and he can’t help but love that side of you—crave it even.
taesan knows you’re waiting for his permission, and that makes him sigh in content. “go ahead,” he quickly says, kissing your blushy cheek as you begin grinding on him.
you’re so desperate. whether it be a touch or full on sex, the effect your boyfriend has on you is so significantly incomparable to anyone and anything else. you feel his arms as you set your pace, feeling your panty getting soaked by the second. it’s tense and hard, obviously from the muscle developing since he began taking going to the gym more seriously. you’re thankful for it though, that despite the strict bulking goals he follows for the body he wants to achieve, your man is making you swim in hormones like crazy.
“t-tae, help please,” you whimper softly, his lips that had been peppering kisses over your neck and shoulders pausing to go up to your lips.
kissing, and kissing, and kissing—that’s the only help he gives you as your hips roll on his boner beneath. he’s hard as a rock, simply too engrossed in holding you in place at the moment, that you stay right on top of him to please yourself like so. his very own groans slip through, despite him trying not to let them out. but your whines in response encourage him to keep them going, heavy contact in place.
moments pass, lips unlock, and you’re babbling against him: taesan it feels so good, taesan i love this so much, taesan i need you right now, taesan im so wet for you, taesan please, taesan, taesan, taesan.
it’s music to his ears, the way his name falls from your tongue so lewdly encapsulating his need for you too. his encouragement never stops either, calling you all sorts of sweet names as he held still and let you work it out on him. well, there’s not much he has to do when he has you on him like a kitten itching to play.
with every move, you got closer, reaching the perfect angle at which you felt your clit rub against the soft cotton you wore. it felt so sensitive the more you grinded on your boyfriend, already feeling that familiar coil in your lower stomach threatening to snap at any moment.
meanwhile, all taesan could feel was your pressure on him increasing as you were about to tip over the edge to your climax. his praise got quicker, encouraging you to release: come on baby, you can do it, cum for me princess, just let go hmm?. after all, he didn’t want to cum until you did.
it didn’t take much longer, nor much more of his praise (though you wouldn’t mind hearing him continue his spiel about how you’re the most perfect girl ever for him), for you to come undone. your nails dug into his exposed skin, the growing muscles now having deep marks of your feelings towards them. your mind spins as you lay on his shoulder, chest heaving as you catch your breath.
taesan’s nothing but a mess beneath you, his orgasm never having arrived because you stopped before he could get off too. he’s not mad though; you got your satisfaction. his hands rub up and down your arms, as if to soothe himself, before wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. the hug delves deep as you both get entwined together, getting comfortable in the safe bubble you both have created for yourselves.
heartbeats sync together as minutes pass by, a sleepiness about to hit you, when suddenly he whispers right into your ear, jolting you awake.
“what about me, baby?”
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