Jungwoo isn’t normal the jealous type, He’s fine with his coworkers knowing you but this coworker seems to know things about you that he doesn’t
warning:
complete Filth,pussy smacking, spitting,crying, Hard dom jungwoo like seriously, messy cum play towards the end, creampie, light face slapping, jungwoo calls you baby a lot because your his little baby, daddy kink mentioned, degrading and i think that’s all lmao
author note:
watch this and this for before read, angry jungwoo is so damn hot… also i haven’t written in like 2-3 years so it might have mistakes but enjoy
Your body lays on the bed, In the prettiest white lingerie set because Jungwoo likes his baby to look pretty and this is the prettiest set. Jungwoo stared down at you, His glare heavy and his lips pushing out slightly with anger. You open your legs, thinking that maybe He was upset at that.
When jungwoo texted you to be ready for him, you didn’t know what to expect. an Angry Jungwoo in his button up from work, wasn't what you expect since he never likes to get his suit dirty and usually showers and changes as soon as he gets home.
“I didn’t know my baby was so dirty.”Jungwoo shakes his head at you and loosens up his tie. You shook your head no immediately.
“You’re not dirty?” You shake your head again, “That’s not what Jaehyun from work told me.”
Your eyes widen at the name mentioned. It's been 3 years since you last saw Jaehyun from your horrible break up. You didn’t think you’d have to speak of him again.
“oh so you know Jaehyun.” Jungwoo pulls his tie completely off and uncuffs his cufflinks. You nod slowly, looking down at Jungwoo’s crotch. It was so hard and it matched his anger perfectly and you want nothing more than to swallow him.
“My eyes are up here,baby.” Jungwoo smacked your calf, “you know your rules, Eye contact is a must.” You look at him in his eyes with a doe look in your eye.
“Jaehyun saw you on my lock screen,” jungwoo unbuttons the first few buttons on his shirt, “He asked me if you were my girl.”
“He did?” You stutter, shifting slightly in the bed.”What did you say?” You reach for his hand but he pushes your hand away from him.
“I told him Yes because you're my baby, Right?” You nod your head fast and eagerly at his words, “And he told me that I was lucky because you’re so nasty.”
“I was curious so I asked him why he thinks that,” Jungwoo walks over to his dresser, carefully placing his tie into his Tie drawer, with his back turned towards you. you can see how broad his shoulders are, “He told me that you used to call him daddy and that you were always so needy for him, always wanting something from him.” Jungwoo turns around from his drawer and walks back to the foot of the bed, his eyes running over your body, Taking you in completely. You look like his perfect little baby.He thinks you’re the pretty girl and he hates that he has to do what he’s about to do, But he can’t help but to get hard at the thought of your pretty little tears.
“He said this in front of a few of my other coworkers, I think he wanted to embarrass me.”Jungwoo shakes his head,rubbing his knuckles. Jaehyun definitely learned his lesson about that after work, “don’t worry though, I handled him.” You bite your lip at his word, finding him fighting that hottest thing in the world.
“Did you call him daddy?” Jungwoo’s eyebrow raises up. You shake your head no,causing him to chuckle at you,” Use your words, baby.”
“no, I didn't.” You hate lying to jungwoo but you didn’t want to get in trouble
“Are you lying to me?”Jungwoo’s head moves forward as he talked, Showing his anger. You shook your head no, making jungwoo sigh. “oh so, my baby’s a liar now.”
“I’m not a liar. I didn’t.” You sit up and try to get closer to him but he shakes his head and pushes you back down.
“You know i fucking hate liars, so why are you lying to me?” Jungwoo leans forward and gets a good grip on your hair,pulling you closer to him, “I’m gonna give you one more chance.Did you call him daddy?”
“No.” Your voice comes out as a whisper and jungwoo let’s go of your hair, making you fall back onto the bed.
Jungwoo looks around the room with his teeth clenched, He raises his hand and smacks your mound, Hand coming down heavy right on your center.You try to close your legs immediately, Letting out a yelp like moan.
“Stop fucking lying to me, Answer me correctly,” Jungwoo forces your legs open and looks at your pussy that shines wet and red threw your lacy white lingerie bottoms.
“I didn’t.” You saying this results in another harsh slap to your pussy, you try and close your legs but jungwoo keeps them open.
“Keep playing games with me, and you won’t get anything from me after this. I’ll get to cum and you’ll get nothing. Don’t test me.” Jungwoo slaps your pussy hard and you cry out with tears decorating your pretty little face.
“Okay. Okay!” You take a breath and Jungwoo watches your face. He takes in your teary eyes and your pouty lips,”I did call him daddy.” You cry out, earning yourself another slap on your mound.
“Why do you lie to me, baby?.” Jungwoo slaps your pussy again but the hardest time, you release a whine and close your legs and Jungwoo allows you to do so, “Are you sorry, Baby?”
“Yes, I’m sorry, Jungwoo.” Your voice is shaky and has a needy tone to it, Jungwoo reaches to open your legs again but you push his hand away and yell at him, “I’m sorry sir, I won’t lie again.”
Jungwoo smiles at your words, “That’s my good baby girl.” Jungwoo leans down and kisses the tears on your cheek, You reach up and pull his face to kiss your lips.
Jungwoo laughs and kisses you back deeply, pressing his center to your abused one. You rub your pussy against his hard length, He lets out a groan and moves away from your face, licking his lips. He grabs your waist and rubs your pussy harder against his cock that’s covered with his dress pants. Your body arches closer to him, Your mouth opens as you let out your breathy moans.He knows that he’ll have to get them dry cleaned but your pretty moans make that task worth it.
“Baby wants cock,huh?” Jungwoo steps back from you, causing you to whine and make grabby hands at him. He shoots you a look to tell you to be patient, “I guess I have to give it to you before you try to find someone else to give it to you.”
“I would never give your pussy to anyone else, Sir. I promise.” You shake your head side to side, pulling your ruined panties off.Jungwoo chuckles at your eagerness, He takes his belt and places it on the bead and takes off his pants along with his boxers. His red erection smacking his stomach as he pulls down his boxers.
“You better not.” Jungwoo grabbed your faces and rubbed your bottom lip, “This is my pussy now. Fuck Jaehyun.” His face hardens after saying his name. You peck his lips and cheek to get his mind off of Jaehyun. Jungwoo smiles and gives you a kiss on your nose, pushing you to lay down afterwards.
Jungwoo smacks his cock on your pussy a few times before sliding into you completely, He knows how much you love the burning stretch you feel when he doesn’t prep you. Your back arches and your hands grip the sheets under you tightly, you hum at the stretch, letting Jungwoo know he did the right thing.
“so fucking wet and tight,” Jungwoo pulls out almost completely and then slams right back into you, “And it all for me right?”
“Yes, Sir.”You whine as you open your legs more, trying to give him more space to fuck you. Jungwoo takes the hint and starts slamming his cock in and out of your pussy like he hates you, which he doesn’t but he fucking hates Jaehyun, so nothing is better than taking it out of your poor little pussy.
Jungwoo grunts as your pussy clenches him tightly, smacking your face lightly, “I’ll cum if you do that baby.” You nod in response and clench him tightly one last time before relaxing.
Jungwoo’s places his one of his hands above your head and grips your hip with the other. He starts pounding your pussy with such a speed that your brain can barely register. Your eyes roll back with your mouth open as you let out cries for more of him. Jungwoo leans forward and spits straight into your mouth, You swallow immediately like the good baby Jungwoo knows you are.
Your pussy throbs at Jungwoo’s cock abusing it, Your pussy begins to clench around him again, “You ready to cum for me, baby?”
you nod rapidly as drool falls out of the side of your mouth, making your face a mess, a pretty little messy and it’s all for jungwoo.
“gonna mark this pussy with my cum, gonna know this is my pussy now.”Jungwoo’s words come through his clenched teeth.
“Want my cum in your little pussy?” You nod at his question and Jungwoo reaches down and rubs your clit fast,applying pressure to it as he does it. “Pussy is so little, probably can’t handle it all.” Your pussy gushes at his voice that has become raspier and deeper. Jungwoo feels himself getting closer and closer but he wants you to cream his cock first.
“I can sir, want all of your cum in me.” Your voice is completely broken and dry, right on the edge of cumming “Make my pussy take it all.”
Jungwoo lifts up and spits right on your red and swollen clit, taking his fingers and rubbing your clit fast. your legs shake as your orgasm shatters throughout your whole body, your mouth wide open as you release a silent scream.
“That’s right, cream this cock for me.” Jungwoo rolls his hips as his cock glides in and out of you, your pussy creaming his cock.
Jungwoo’s eyes roll back,his toes slightly clenching as he hits his ending. His first few spurt of cum feeling you put completely, he pulls out and releases the rest right on top of your pussy.
“such a pretty pussy covered in cum,” Jungwoo rubs your cum covered pussy, Rubbing your clit. you close your legs, your pussy is too sensitive but jungwoo holds them open.
“can you give me one more, baby?”Jungwoo dips his fingers into your pussy and fucks his cum in and out of you with his fingers, You weakly nod at him.
your eyes squeeze together tightly, Legs falling open. your legs too weak to keep themselves open. The mixer of the cum and jungwoo’s fingers makes the hottest noises that has Jungwoo wanting to fuck you all over again.
“It's cumming.” You whine, moving your hips closer to jungwoo, Drunk on the feeling of his long finger fucking your dirty cunt.
“cum for me.” All it took was jungwoo saying that for your legs to shake as you experienced another earth shattering orgasm, You push jungwoo’s hand away and your body shakes from it.
Jungwoo leaves the room and returns with a warm rag and gently cleans your sensitive center, “you did so good for me, baby. My pretty little baby.”
you nod in response as your eyes get heavy and take you into a deep slumber.
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pairing; Lee Donghyuck x f reader
genre; smut; dom!haechan
notes/warnings; dom!haechan, unprotected sex, oral giving and receiving (male and female), fingering, spanking, edging, overstimulating, hair pulling, praising , all the dirty talk, haechan is a little shit who we love
“Sweetheart?”
You glance up to Haechan, as you lay with your head on his lap, as you both sit on the couch. His hand resting on your ribs, the other holding his phone as he uses his thumb to scroll through what you could only assume is social media. He puts his phone down, and slides his thumb under the curve of your breast, with a small smirk on his lips. You smile up at him, but raise a brow, you knew that look. “Yes, baby?”
Haechan tilts his head, and shifts his hips under your head, as his thumb slides over the swell of your breast to circle where your nipple rests under your clothing. You feel the instant reaction as it becomes hard, causing you to gasp. Haechan grins and bites his bottom lip. “I want to play. You want to play?”
He raises a brow and meets your eyes, as you rub your lips together at the proposal. You knew what that meant, and you knew it was your choice. He smirks and feels the need to clarify. “I want to play with you.” His thumb and index finger come together to pinch your hard nipple gently, as he sucks on his cheek.
Sucking in a breath, you nod as you arch your back. Haechan raises a brow and shakes his head. “You know how this works....you have to use your words, or it doesn’t happen.”
Lowering your lashes, as his thumb circles your nipple, you nod again and moan out the words, “please play with me.”
That was all the approval Haechan needed. A grin crossing his face at your words, he slides his hand back down your stomach, but detours over to your hand to help you stand as he does. “Good girl, let’s play then. Come on.” He leads you down the hall and turns you in a spin, as if he were dancing with you, only to have the back of your legs hit the end of the bed.
You almost stumble, but are able to keep your balance. You smile, but bite at your lip, wanting to keep the moment as serious as possible. Haechan smiles, finding it a bit amusing himself, but you can see his eyes seem a bit darker as he gets in the mood.
Letting go of your hand, he knows you’ll keep them to yourself, or at least you will try. You knew the rules, you were a good girl after all...until you weren’t, and he knew how to punish his bad girl. Watching him with lowered lashes, he lifts his hand and runs his fingers from the clasp of your shorts up your stomach, letting the tip of his fingers dip into your belly button.
His eyes watching your reaction, his fingers trail between your breasts, and up your throat to your chin, where he grabs, squeezing. His touch was never mean, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t force behind it. You gasp into a moan, your knees immediately pressing together as you have the urge to rub your thighs together at a sudden rush of arousal.
Haechan smirks and speaks softly, his voice an octave lower than his normal speaking voice, as he holds your chin. He tilts your head to the side to expose your neck to him. “I know what makes you tick, sweetheart. Every little button. How sensitive you are. How when I touch you here…” He reaches with his free hand to press his fingers into your hip bone, gripping your hip.
You react by bending your knees.
“You go weak for me. When I kiss you here,” He leans in and kisses you, a sweet gentle press of his lips to the soft spot under your jaw.
You feel your thighs press together out of instinct, and you moan to his words.
“You get wet for me. Don’t you?” You nod, and he pulls back to look at you. Narrowing his eyes and spreading his fingers over your throat, but doesn’t apply pressure, “Remember to speak...I don’t want to punish you yet. You’ve been so good.”
You close your eyes tightly, the way his hand feels sliding over your neck is almost overwhelming. You almost don’t answer him, but you want to make him happy, because that was part of this game. Licking your lips, you speak up, “Yes, I do.”
He raises a brow, not happy you made him wait for the answer, “Yes, you do what?”
You open your eyes and meet his as you speak again, “I get wet for you when you kiss me like that.”
He smiles at the answer, knowing it turned you on just as much as it did him, for you to listen to him like this. He tilts your head back down and presses his lips to yours softly, before sucking your bottom lip into his mouth, letting it go with a soft pop.
The skin around it is rosy from the action. You run your tongue over the lip, feeling it pulse softly, as he smiles at you and takes a step back, his hands falling from you. “See, I knew you could be good. You make me so happy, and I want to make you feel good, sweetheart. Do you want me to make you feel good? Make you scream my name over and over again?”
You watch him back up, missing his hands on you already. You nod and speak softly, “Yes, I want that.”
He smirks and accepts the answer, though he would have preferred for you to elaborate, he wasn’t going to be picky this time. He reaches the chair by the window and sits down, crossing his leg over his knee. His thumb moves to scratch under his bottom lip, as he stares at you for a moment, making you stand there. You were practically begging for him with your eyes, and it was like a drug to him. “Take off your clothes, nice and slow for me.” He bites on the pad of his thumb in anticipation, his free hand gripping at his jeans, adjusting his arousal that was already pressing hard against the fabric.
Bringing your hands to your shorts, you undo the button, while keeping your eyes on him. You shimmy your hips to let them fall to your feet, before stepping out of them. Haechan’s eyes trace your legs, and move back up your body to watch your hands slowly work the bottom of your shirt up your stomach, so that you could pull it over your head and toss it to the side.
“Too fast.” He speaks up and adjusts in the seat uncrossing his legs. He lets his legs spread, giving him some relief from the obvious bulge in his jeans.
You nod and take a breath, as he lifts his hand and makes a motion with his hand for you to turn your back to him. You follow his direction, and lift your hands behind your back to undo the clasp of your bra slowly. Shrugging your shoulders, you let the straps fall down your arms. You pull the lace from your body and let it fall to the floor, glancing over your shoulder to see Haechan gripping his pants slowly as he watches. “Keep going, you put on one hell of a show babe.”
Haechan grins, watching as you shimmy your hips and bend slightly, letting your underwear fall down your legs. He sucks in a breath at the view, and leans his head back with a groan muttering, “Fuck.” Looking back at you as you face away from him, he considers what he wants next, before standing up and moving over to you.
Placing his hand below your ass, he slides it up and grips one cheek lightly, before removing his hand, only to bring it back with a sharp slap that causes you to gasp into a moan. He never spanked you hard enough to cause any damage or marks that lasted more than a moment. The one time that a mark lasted more than a night, he had apologized for days and refused to do anything other than kiss you for weeks.
You glance to your shoulder towards him, doing your best to stay still but your thighs are pressed together, causing you to stand slightly to the side pressed to his shoulder.
Haechan smirks at your posture and slaps your ass again, but this time his hand stays in place. He sucks in a breath at how warm your skin is, before he looks back at your ass, raising a brow as he moves his hand to rub where he had spanked you. “So gorgeous. You like that don’t you?”
He slides his fingers downwards and dips them between your legs, before sliding them up towards your core, feeling how wet you have become. His eyes widen, and he grins looking back at you. “Fuck, babe...you are perfect.”
Your cheeks flush brightly and you look away. Haechan furrows his brows, not liking that very much. He moves to your other side, using his other hand to grip your hair into a “ponytail”, pulling your head back. “Don’t look away...you aren’t shy.”
You weren’t, not when it came to him, but he did have an effect on you. You moan and press your lips together to the slight pain from having your hair being pulled, but you liked it.
He twists your hair around his fingers, hearing you moan as his fingers slide back against your folds. “Look at me, sweetheart...I want to see your pretty eyes when you moan my name.”
You open your eyes and look at him, as he slides his fingers up and parts your folds, finding your clit. A moan slides from your lips, and you let his name escape with it, “Haechan…”
He smirks and leans in, pressing his lips to yours, not closing his eyes. You keep yours open for a moment. As he deepens the kiss, you can’t stand it anymore and close your eyes, arching your back as you knees bend, relying on him to keep you standing.
Haechan groans, almost a growl in his throat at the sound of his name moaning from your mouth like that. He turns you suddenly in his arms, his hand sliding from your legs as he lowers you back on the bed. You lay back on your elbows, and watch as he undresses, much quicker than you were allowed.
His shirt is tossed across the room, before his jeans hit the floor with a hard thud, the belt still attached. He slides his hands at his hips and pushes his briefs down, letting his cock finally get the relief he needed from all the clothing.
Reaching a hand out to you, you take his hand, and he puts it on his shaft, using you to stroke him a couple times, before letting you take over. “Use your mouth.” He reaches out to gather your hair into a ponytail again, bringing your head to his hips. He doesn’t force you on to him, instead lets you open your mouth and place your lips over his head.
Your hand gripping right below his tip, you tease his head, tasting his precum with a small moan that sends a vibration through him. He grips your hair a bit tighter, and beckons you to take more of him into your mouth, which you do letting your hand lead the way.
Twisting your hand, as you use your tongue to glide your mouth down his cock, you look up at him as his head leans back. You are careful of your teeth, but let them graze him, causing him to hiss into a groan as you move him further towards the back of your mouth, as far as you are able.
Haechan looks down, and with his free hand, gently touches your cheek in a loving manner as you work your mouth over him, his hips very slowly moving towards your mouth. It was almost too much for him, and he didn’t want to cum just yet. He needed you to do that first, and he intended you were going to do so more than once. As sinful as you made him feel right now, he wasn’t sure he wanted you to be able to walk in the morning.
Hissing in a breath, he suddenly tugs at your hair, causing you to pull your mouth off him. You lick your lips, and he looks down at you in awe. “You are too good sometimes, you know that? A bit too eager to please me.”
You smile, but rub your lips together, not wanting to show that you enjoyed making him a little frustrated with you. You stroke his cock slowly, before he removes your hand and brings it to his lips, kissing the back of it. “You’ll get to ride it later, so don't be too upset, sweetheart. For now, crawl your cute ass up to the top of the bed and spread your legs. It’s my turn to get a taste.”
Haechan watches as you follow his order. Slowly crawling up the bed, you stay on all fours, but he gestures for you to turn around so you do. Laying on your back, with your legs together, he narrows his eyes. You take a breath, spreading them slightly. “Does my baby need help following simple commands?”
He gets on his knee, on the bed, and grips your ankles, pushing your legs up and apart with some force, causing you to gasp into a moan. The headboard hits the wall with a hard smack. Haechan raises a brow and tsks at you. “If I were keeping count, that would be 4 times now that I have had to either tell you to do something again, or help you complete something, sweetheart. Keep that number in mind.”
Swallowing hard, you watch as Haechan’s hands slide up from your ankles, following the contours of your legs. His hands push at your knees, to spread your legs further. Not wanting to up the count from 4, you do so without question. He smirks at your obedience, and rewards you with a kiss to your inner thigh as he crawls between your legs, laying down on his elbows with his face level with your core.
His eyes scan over your wet folds with a groan, before he looks up at you. “I am so lucky. Do you know how many of the guys would kill to see you like this? Dripping?” His right index finger casually swipes over your slit, not applying any pressure, just simply collecting a bit of your juices. He shows you his finger, before sucking at his finger with a moan. “You taste like heaven. It’s almost a crime they might never know what that tastes like.” Haechan grins at his possessiveness of you, lording it over his brothers, though they were nowhere to be seen.
Your thighs tremble as you watch him tease you. You wanted him to touch you so badly, but you were trying to be good and not speak unless he wanted you to. Looking up at you as you let out a small whimper, Haechan pouts at you and leans in to breathe next to your pussy, sending a wave of lust through you. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
You lick your lips as you scratch at the bedding under your fingers. “Haechan...please don’t tease me. Touch me, baby.”
He smirks and tilts his head, leaning to kiss the side of your leg as he listens to your request. He nods and shrugs his lips as he works, kisses closer and closer towards the center of your legs, but stops short. His eyes look up to you as he hovers over you, warm breath hitting your skin. “That’s such a sweet baby. I love when you beg. Nothing gets me harder.” His hips were moving against the bed, his knee slightly raised so he wasn’t trapped against himself and the bedding.
“Please...I’m going crazy.” Your words cause him to groan again as he finally gives in, pressing his lips to your folds kissing them softly.
His left hand moving to part your folds gives his tongue free reign of movement. You moan and push your hips towards his mouth. He pauses and glances up at you, not moving. His words were muffled, “Don’t move…”
You whine, and he narrows his eyes, feeling your hips shift. His tongue retreats in his mouth, but his fingers stay in place. “That’s 5. Keep it up. We will be here all night, and you aren’t going to sleep. I can promise you that...and you won't touch my dick again tonight.”
You push your lips together hard, and force yourself to keep still. Haechan waits for what seems like forever, before he pushes his lips back to your core, his lips claiming your clit immediately in punishment. You almost yell out, but it’s muffled behind your lips as you close your eyes tightly, keeping yourself from breaking any more rules.
His free hand turns palm up, as he slides two fingers up and inside of you in a hooked motion, slowly pumping them as he takes his time eating you out. You can already feel yourself getting close, your fingers gripping the bedding. Your pussy gripping his fingers he knew as well. He smirks and circles his tongue around your clit, before pulling back just as you were about to let yourself go. “You weren’t even going to ask?”
Your eyes shoot open and look down at him. He tsks and runs his palm over your folds in a circle as he licks his lips. “I’ll forgive you this time, but from now on you tell me when you are close.”
Your breast rises and falls in shallow breaths as he denies you the first orgasm of the night. You have to keep yourself from narrowing your eyes at him, as you lay your head back, biting you lip when you feel yourself calm down slightly.
Haechan watches you and moves his hand, sliding his fingers back into you, thrusting them a bit quicker and harder this time as he uses his thumb to rub against your clit. You gasp loudly and press your feet against the bed, a whine on your breath as it almost is too much.
Watching with a smirk, he knew he was overstimulating you, that was the entire point. His mouth presses to your thigh in a hard sucking kiss, as he narrows his eyes watching you like a hawk for any signs of you cumming.
Your eyes closed tightly, you feel your eyes watering and gasp for a breath as you feel yourself getting close again. This time you speak up. “I’m going to cum...oh god please, Haechan…”
His hand stops suddenly. You whine loudly, pouting, feeling like you could almost cry out of frustration. He laughs at your reaction, leaning to press a kiss to your clit, as his fingers massage at your labia,only teasing you. “Poor baby...that’s 2.”
You shoot a look down at him, realizing now what the counting had been, your punishment. Five times you had broken a rule, and twice he had denied you the right to cum.
Haechan smirks up at you as you realize, raising a brow before he leans down and gently rolls your clit between his teeth, causing you to gasp into a moan. He laughs against your skin as he teases your most sensitive areas. His fingers sliding back into you, he lets his fingers roll against your g-spot, feeling how you almost instantly begin to draw his fingers in. He can’t help but think how good that will feel when it is his cock.
Groaning against your folds, he sucks at your lips and runs his tongue from your opening up to your clit, until he hears you whisper that you were going to cum. He pulls back and mutters, “and 3.”
You weren’t sure if you could handle this anymore. Tears were brimming your eyes from overstimulation. You wanted to cum so badly, but you wanted him even more.
Haechan looks up at you and notices the look on your face. You see the tough facade fade slightly, as he raises a brow. “Baby? What color are you right now?”
You could see the concern as he was worried he was pushing you too far, that wasn’t what this was about. This was a safe space, and he would never hurt you or take it to a place where you weren’t enjoying it anymore. Taking a breath, you shake your head and nod at him, “Green.”
He pauses and leans to hover his body over yours, pressing his lips to yours softly, whispering, “I love you.”
You smile and answer, “I love you too.”
After a moment, and a much deserved break, Haechan slides back down your body. He gives you a playful smirk as he leans and nips your inner thigh, before sliding his palm over your core once again, “Where were we? That’s right. I was enjoying dinner.” He smiles at you, and you moan softly as his lips are right back to driving you crazy.
You wanted to put your hands into his hair, and hold him there as you feel yourself get close again. “Haechan…” You moan his name, causing him to groan as he eats you out.
It was becoming difficult for him to stop. He wanted to taste you, but he had said that he would deny you, and that was his plan. He looks up at you, breathing hard, waiting for you to come down. His hand slides up your body to your breast, squeezing hard as his mouth falls back on you, pushing you once again. His eyes closed he moans, as his hips grind against the bed, as he imagines thrusting into you. Finally, he feels you gripping him again and hears you breathlessly moan. He shakes his head and mutters, “Cum for me.”
It was all you needed to hear. His mouth sucks hard as his fingers press up into your core. Your back arching, you push your hips towards his mouth, and finally get that much needed release. Your breath hitching in your throat, Haechan groans, holding you down with hand spread wide over your stomach, letting you roll your hips against his mouth as you ride out the high.
Once you finally calm down, he looks up at you and licks you clean with a smile. “That’s my girl. Do you have enough energy to go for a ride?”
You blush and nod with a smile, “Yes, baby.”
He slaps the side of your hip as he moves to lay beside you, his head resting on the pillow, before he pats his lap, his cock resting against his abs.
Biting on your bottom lip, you turn to crawl over his legs, sliding up to sit over his hips. Sitting up on your knees, you grip his length and stroke him once, before hovering your opening over his head slowly and lowering yourself over him.
Haechan groans out your name and pushes his head back against the pillow, muttering the sweetest profanity as his hands find your hips, helping you lowerer yourself completely over him. He keeps you there for a moment, before he opens his eyes and watches you begin to move over him. You rock your hips, letting the friction tease your clit for a moment, before you begin to bounce over him with soft moaning breaths. “You look so good, that’s perfect. Fuck…”
Haechan watches your body move over his. He was enjoying the slower motion, but it was driving him crazy at the same time. Watching your breasts bounce with your movements, he smirks and bites at his lip, before he can’t stand it anymore. He sits up suddenly, causing you to gasp. His mouth finding your skin, he sucks hard on your nipple, before shifting the weight laying you back, so that his hips can thrust into you quicker.
Moaning his name, your hands scratch at his back, before finding his hair gripping lightly. Lost in the moment, you don’t worry about what he might think about your hands on him, figuring correctly he was too lost in the moment himself.
He sucks hard at your breast, leaving a mark, before groaning feeling himself getting close to his own climax. Muttering on your skin, he sucks hard kisses up your neck, before finding your lips. His hands grips and tugs at your hair, before he speaks, “Shit...I…”
You nod and hold the back of his neck as you feel him pull out of you. You feel warmth spread over your lower abdomen, as he lets out a loud groan, his forehead resting against yours as he cums.
You pull him back to your lips into a tender kiss as he leans over you, his hand relaxing in your hair, and his touch becomes delicate. His jaw relaxes as he struggles to catch his breath. Eyes opening, he looks into yours and gives you a smile before shaking his head. “Are you okay?”
You laugh softly and nod. He leans to kiss your neck in soft kisses, before leaning off the bed to grab some tissues from the box. He cleans your stomach, as he presses kisses to the soft purple marks that are beginning to show up on your skin. “Do you want a bath or a shower?”
You laugh as the kisses tickle, your fingers sliding through his hair, “A bath…”
He nods and kisses your lips one more time, before heading towards the bathroom, where you hear the water begin to run.
pairing; Kim DoYoung x f reader
genre; smut; dom!doyoung
notes/warnings; dom!Doyoung, unprotected sex, oral giving (female), spanking, sir kink, punishment, degradation, they drink wine, after care is given.
word count; 2.5k and some change
Your phone dinged once, twice, then a third time. Groaning softly as you tried to nap, you glanced over to it and pulled it to you, looking over the messages, perking up a bit at what they said.
Doyoung: What are you up to Precious? [4:36 pm]
Doyoung: It’s date night, don’t forget. [4:40 pm]
Doyoung: Do I have to start counting? [4:55 pm]
Gasping you sit up on the bed and type back,
Y/N: No, I’m sorry. I was taking a nap. [4:57 pm]
Waiting as the message goes to read, you bite on your bottom lip, pulling your legs up to your chest, but no other messages come through. “Shit…”
A few hours passed, and no matter how many times you checked your phone, the response remained unanswered. You would have to make it up to him once he got home, so you dressed in his favorite dress and had a glass of wine ready by the time 8 pm rolled around. The bell on the door rang, making you gasp a bit, your eyes watching the front door open as Doyoung pushed it open with his shoulder.
“Hi, baby…” You speak softly and stand, moving to grab the wine as he takes off his shoes and puts them on the rack, before turning to you. Taking the glass of wine from you, he takes a sip, giving you a once over, before stepping past you into the apartment.
“Um...about the texts earlier. I’m sorry. I had just laid down and…”
His hand raises as he sits on the arm of the sofa, taking a sip of his wine. His tongue swipes his lip, grabbing a stray droplet of wine, before he speaks, “Where is your wine?”
Glancing around, you gesture to the counter where another glass sits. Doyoung gives you a look to go ahead so you do. Taking a larger drink than he had, your nerves getting the best of you, Doyoung smirks watching you. “Are you nervous, Precious?”
Holding the glass in both hands, you nod and move closer to him. “Yes...I’m afraid you are mad at me.”
Doyoung sighs and leans to put his glass down on the side table, before reaching to take yours and doing the same with it. “I’m not mad. If I was, I wouldn’t be here for date night, you know that isn’t how this works.”
You nod and lean into his touch as he runs the back of his fingers along your cheek.
“I would never hurt you. I’m only disappointed. Any other day…” His fingers trailed lower to your neck, causing you to suck in your bottom lip feeling yourself becoming aroused. “It wouldn’t have bothered me, but it’s date night.”
You nod, understanding what he meant. He was in charge on date night. Any other night he was just your boyfriend, but on date night he was more.
“And then, to top it all off,” Doyoung’s fingers trail from your neck, down the front of your dress, over your breast and towards your stomach as he speaks, “you forgot your place. I couldn’t answer such a disrespectful text message. Could I, Precious?”
You think about the text message and realize, your eyes widening realizing your mistake. His fingers grip at the end of your skirt as he pulls it up your legs. “No, Sir. I’m sorry.”
Doyoung smirks as he is called Sir, the dress in his fist. “That’s better. I accept your apology, but I’m afraid you’ll still have to be punished. You understand that, don’t you?”
You nod and whisper, “Yes, Sir…”
Doyoung tilts his head as the dress is finally pulled up to your waist. He takes a breath and raises a brow. “Bend over.” Using his other hand, he pats his knee for you to bend over his knee as he lets go of the dress, once he knows it won’t just fall back to your legs.
You do as you are told, your hips flush with his leg, hair in front of your face as you brace yourself for what you knew was next.
His hand gently rubs over your panties as he takes in the sight with a satisfied breath. “You almost look too good to punish...but I know how much you like it.”
You did, you never knew how much you’d be into this side of things until you met him, but he brought out a different side of you.
His hand leaves your ass, only to meet it again in a hard slap.
You gasp out a breath, biting your lip to suppress a moan.
Doyoung notices and smirks as he spanks you again, “How many do you think you need to learn your lesson, Precious?”
You moan softly as he spanks you again, your ankles crossed as you rub your thighs together, feeling yourself getting wet. “As many as you think I deserve, Sir.”
Doyoung laughs softly at your answer and nods, giving you one more stinging slap, before rubbing his hand over your now warm skin. “I think that is enough for now. I want you to be able to sit...at least for now.”
You moan to his words, a smirk on your lips behind your hair.
With one last squeeze of your flesh, his hand is removed, and Doyoung helps you stand, before moving from you to grab the two wine glasses. Your dress falls back into place, and you look at him for what he wants you to do next.
“Get on all fours and follow me.”
You look at him, a bit shocked, but he raises a brow at your sudden defiance, either that or waiting for you to refuse with the safe word.
“Should I count?”
His words bring you back to reality, and you shake your head no. Swallowing hard, you slowly go to the floor and to all fours, ready to crawl behind him. He smirks and walks slowly in front of you, down the hall to the bedroom.
He sits down the glasses of wine and reaches out a hand for you to take, helping you to your feet. “What a good girl. See, I knew you could follow commands. Mmm, I love this dress, but I think you know that.” You smile as Doyoung tilts his head to look at you in the dress. “You stand still.”
You take a breath and nod, “Yes, Sir.”
His hands make quick work of the dress, and your undergarments, leaving you naked in front of him.
“I have to say, as much as I like the dress, I like this better. You are beautiful.”
You blush to his words as you feel your body ache for his touch.
As if sensing your need, Doyoung moves towards you, placing his hands on your hips as he sucks in a breath, “I thought about you all day...what I would do to this pretty face.” His right hand moves to grip your chin, bringing your lips to his to hover just out of reach, as he continues to speak, “What I would do to this ass…” His hand slides over the already tender flesh, causing you to moan softly so close to his lips.
“Doyoung, please…” The words escape your lips before you realize, but he is quick to punish, his hand slapping your ass hard. You gasp into another moan, “Sir...please.”
Doyoung’s brows furrow, and he shakes his head and tsks. “Don’t beg...yet. I’ll tell you when I want you to beg. I was speaking, Precious. Where was I? Oh right....your ass.” His hand grips your flesh once again, before he trails his fingers along your hip to your front, between your legs. “And the things I want to do to this pussy....oh baby.”
You moan as you feel your knees tremble, the pleasure of having his fingers even teasing you overwhelming your senses.
“Do you want to know what I’d do to this pretty pussy?”
You nod, “Yes, Sir.”
Doyoung smirks and turns his hand, so that the pad of his thumb can slide through your folds, pressing against your clit, before rubbing circles around the bundle of nerves. “Well, Precious, while I was working I kept thinking about how sweet you taste. How I’d like to lick you from your clit all the way to your ass. I wouldn’t let you move of course, only good girls who can answer text messages get to move.”
You groan to his words and start to whimper, but his free hand smacks your ass hard, causing you to press your lips together.
“I thought about how I’d want you to cum on my tongue while I fucked you with it. I’d keep my fingers away from you, until you couldn’t stand it anymore, just my tongue right here.” His index finger slides along your entrance, teasing, but never entering you.
Doyoung watches you as he slides his hand from you, and brings it up to your lips, rubbing the tips of his fingers along your lips to get you to open your mouth, “Taste yourself, Precious.”
You do as he says, sucking his fingers clean with a moan, your eyes on his. You were aching with need as he stood there perfectly still, but you knew he was aroused. There was no way he wasn’t, and the erection pressing against your leg was proof enough, but he never let on. He wasn’t in a rush to do anything about his own arousal just yet.
“Do you taste sweet?”
You nod, sucking on his fingers.
He smirks and leans to grab his wine, taking a sip, before pulling his fingers from you. He places the glass at your lips, tipping it back for you to take a sip. “Good girl. Lay on the bed for me.”
You lick your lips of the wine and move to the bed, laying on your back with your head on the pillows as you watch Doyoung.
He begins to remove his clothes, taking the time to fold them and place them on the chair, as you rub your thighs together. “Uh huh...legs spread.”
You groan and spread your legs for him, as he raises a brow at how wet you were. The light hitting your folds, you were practically dripping. “I’m starving...I skipped dinner for this. Are you going to make sure I’m satisfied?”
You smile at Doyoung as he takes off his underwear, leaving him bare in front of you. “Yes, Sir.” Your eyes traveled over his body, he was slim but tone. His cock perfectly curved up at attention for you.
“That’s my girl…”
You feel the bed dip as he crawls towards you, his head moving between your legs where he presses a kiss to your wet pussy with a groan as he licks his lips, “So sweet.”
You moan and dig your nails into your legs, as his mouth rests over your folds as he begins to delve into you, as hungry as he claimed to be. Doyoung glances up at you as his mouth sucks hard over your clit, causing you to gasp for breath as you feel a wave of pleasure rock over you, “Sir, I need to cum...please?”
He pulls back and shakes his head looking down at your glistening folds, your wetness on his mouth and chin. “Not yet.”
You whine and push your head back against the pillows, feeling the pressure that had built slowly starting to fade.
Doyoung laughs and presses kisses to your thighs, “Don’t pout, Precious...it’s unbecoming.”
You look down at him with pleading eyes as his mouth moves back over your core, his tongue circling your entrance as his fingers keep your folds parted for him. You moan softly, trying to keep your hips still, knowing he had told you when he explained what he wanted to do to you. It was like torture. You wanted to grind your hips on his pretty face, but you didn’t want to get punished, not this far into things. Instead, small whimpers of, “Please, Sir…'' leave your lips as Doyoung’s tongue dives as far as it can into you.
Finally pulling back, Doyoung looks up at you as he presses his lips to your clit and mutters, “You can cum.”
You all but scream into your orgasm, letting the pressure go, as his fingers slide into you and curl towards the top of your body. You go limp on the bed, feeling Doyoung’s soft kisses on your lips as his fingers slide out of you. The kisses work their way up your body, making stops over each breast, before his lips meet yours in a tender kiss.
Doyoung smiles on your lips as you moan, his tongue diving into your mouth. He knew you were not only aroused by his kiss, but the taste of yourself on his mouth. Moving off to your side, his hand pulls you to him as if you were spooning, about to go to sleep. “Now let me show you what else I thought about all day.”
You moan to his words and glance over your shoulder with a gasp, as you feel him lift your leg. Doyoung’s hand under your knee, he moves his hips and slides his cock into your already sensitive pussy slowly. You whine as his lips press to your neck when his thrusts begin, slow but deep. Every inch of him pressing into you already made you feel like you were going to explode.
“Do you like that? My cock so deep in you?”
You nod and lean into his lips on your skin, “Yes, Sir...please, don’t stop.”
He smiles on your skin and shakes his head. “I wouldn’t dream of it. I thought about fucking you all day long. Feeling your pretty pussy around my cock...squeezing me. Fuck...you’re gonna make me cum, Precious.”
You smile at his words, but the smile is fleeting as you moan loudly when his thrusts become rougher, another orgasm pushing through, “Sir...I’m cumming. I…”
He nods against your back, “Cum for me, baby.”
You don’t hold back, your walls clenching him tightly as you push back over his length buried inside you.
Doyoung groans loudly and grips your leg hard, with a few final thrusts, before he cums. Slowly putting your leg down, he stays still enjoying the moment, the connection, as his lips press sucking kisses to your back and over your shoulder. “I love you.”
You smile at his words and whisper back, “I love you too. I’m sorry I missed your texts.”
Doyoung slides from you and pulls you into his arms, his lips capturing yours as he mutters between tender kisses, “I’m not, that was fun.”
You laugh and run your fingers through his hair, before he pulls away to look at you, his eyes softer than they have been the entire night. “You are stunning.”
You blush softly and shake your head, as you feel him slide out of the bed and hear the shower start. He meets you back in bed with a warm damp washcloth, running it between your legs, cleaning you up to make the walk from the bed to the bathroom easier. “Come on, Precious, let’s get you clean.”
