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I Can Too - L.DH

INTRO: Being a dom isn't for everyone. It's a fact your boyfriend, Haechan teases you about and yet you don't think he's giving you enough credit. You can, and you will! But is it all just fun and games, or does he secretly want you to take control?

GENRES: Smut, light fluff, boyfriend au

WARNINGS: Profanity/swearing, oral (M and F receiving), degradation, light praise (?), pegging, Femdom, overall explicit content - DO NOT ENGAGE WITH THIS POST IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE, PLEASE.

WORD COUNT: 6.83k

AUTHORS NOTE: Hi! This is my first smut fic on this blog, so although I have proofread this text multiple times, I may have missed an error, in that case please do inform me if you spot a mistake and I can work to fix it! Also don't hesitate to give me feedback, I value constructive criticism and look for it :) Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

"I can see the way you're looking at me" You say unimpressed as Haechan bores holes into the back of your head, all the whilst suppressing a chuckle by pressing his tongue into his cheek.

"What do you mean?" He replies trying to fain nonchalance. You glance up from the kitchen sink which is currently full of soaking dishes to catch your boyfriends facial expression in the window reflection. Scoffing, you pat your hands dry on a hanging tea towel. You turn to come eye to eye with the overly smug male as he clearly continues to mock your previous statement. "Hey," he adds. "I think you could have it in you, but personally you've always been pretty submissive in bed, baby." He grabs your waist and throws his head into your shoulder, softly kissing the skin at the base of your neck.

You sigh closing your eyes as your hands find their way to his hair, threading gently through the soft strands as he continues to lightly pamper your neck with feverish kisses. You think back to the topic of conversation a few moments ago.

//Haechan wraps his arms around your waist as you pile dishes into the sink to clean after the lovely home cooked meal you two had just eaten. His lips peck a kiss on your check from his position over your shoulder before nuzzling his nose against the soft skin. "Baby, guess what Mark said his girlfriend did to him last night." He says more as a statement than a question, indicating he's probably going to tell you whether you want to know or not. You roll your eyes flicking him on the nose. He reels back and whines as you turn to him placing your hands on your hips. "Haechan, if it has anything to do with what Mark and his girlfriend do in their own bed at night-" You give him a pointed look before returning your attention to the dishes, shoving your hands back under the soapy water "I don't want to know about it." you finish.

He scoffs and resumes his place, with his head on your shoulder and arms wrapped around your torso. "Baby, she dominated him." He mumbles kissing under your ear. Your eyebrow rises in curiosity but not surprise. You always thought that Mark looked like he took directions better than he gave them, especially when it came to relationships, so honestly, the thought that he could be dominated over was one you had thought of when pondering his role in the bedroom. Not that that happened often. For obvious reasons.

Haechan nibbles on the lobe of your ear. "Y/N, I don't think you could do it." You freeze and feel him smirk against your skin. "I so could." You argue. It's not something you've personally thought of doing yourself, but you're competitive by nature and the thought of being told you can't do what another person could, is more than a little irritating. He giggles lowly in your ear which quickly blows into full on laughter. He lets you go as you whip around to see him crouched over with his hands on his knees as he laughs so hard only wheezes can be heard and moisture gathers in the corners of his almond shaped eyes. "Haechan!" You exclaim with an obvious anger in you tone. Pulling your lips into a tight line you face the dishes that'd barely been touched since you put them in the sink.

As Haechan realizes your mood change he straightens his posture, wiping the stray tears from his eyes. His expression however falls as he sees your attention focused on furiously scrubbing at the dirty plates he's been constantly distracting you from. Although he seems almost opposed to it on his exterior, internally he's panting at the thought. The thought of you controlling him has his dick inflating slightly in his all of a sudden too tight jeans. Haechan knows he's very whiny and childish by nature. He also knows most people expect him to have a submissive streak, so even as the idea arouses him, he's never had a chance to carry out any sort of fantasy that involves him not being...in control. It's not that he's scared that you wouldn't, because he knows you're happy to do anything, - to try anything - if it could bring a knew side to your sex life. It's just...he's never asked. And as conversation starts to differ to a new topic, Haechan loses hope it could ever happen. Though he could try his luck to encourage the thought by aggravating you. It couldn't hurt to try.//

Back from the conversation you had earlier, you ponder the thought slightly. Was Haechan trying to give you a hint? Did he want to try it? It would explain the reason he keeps bringing it up when it's clear that it's annoying you as your competitive side sees his mocking as an invitation for a competition. But the question that arises is, is he saying this because he really doesn't think you could do it, or is he trying to anger you to the point where you actually want to dominant him. To break him. You think the answer may become apparent as he whispers shallowly into your ear, "It's okay baby, not everyone can posses what it takes to be a dom. Not everyone is like me...and Marks girlfriend."

You grit your teeth slightly as the tips of your fingernails that are raking through Haechan's hair, lightly graze his scalp. You feel him shudder and suck in a sharp breath at the action as he bites back a noise that threatens to escape his throat.

You wonder momentarily what it would be like if you were to go there with him right now. You have seen your fair share of porn. All different sorts and genres, so you pride yourself on knowing a fair share about a variety of different sexual activities. Including female domination.

For a moment you battle yourself internally. Is this what Haechan wants? His constant bickering on the subject and reaction to a small and very slight domineering act both have you believing he does want this. But you don't want to try something too extreme and scare him because he didn't know you were getting these types of cues from him. You bite your lip. You could try something experimental to see where exactly his head is at. It couldn't hurt to try. Your first move is simple. You scrape your fingernails at the base of his neck, gently but applying slightly more pressure than when you did it before. His grip on your waist tightens quickly before releasing again as he timely manages to find the sensitive spot on your neck.

You internally feel your competitiveness swell as you sense Haechan's retaliation as a threat to your potential power play. Deciding to go with your gut as all of his body language points to your hunch being true, you slowly grip a handful of the locks of his hair at the base of his neck. You purposely leave slack in the action so that he doesn't notice any pulling. Then you leave your hand like that, just sitting there. Your other hand stays in it's place on his shoulder as he continues his slow torture on your neck, one that is surely creating embers in your stomach that're beginning to burn away at your patience. You just have to wait you reason, and you feel a satisfied smirk grace your lips as Haechan has noticed your lack of interaction and affection. The poor male is fueled by reassurance and your lack of response pulls a disappointed hum out of him.

It takes everything in you not to move as he shifts his lips slightly to the left. Then a millimetre to the right. You swallow deeply as excitement builds in you. You see, because of the way you've positioned your grip on his hair, he will have to move to feel any kind of pulling which will lead to either him initiating it or relieving him of the pressure if he deems it uncomfortable. But the point is that he will be the one who can decide of he likes it or not.

Just as you planned, as he moves too far pressure is applied on his scalp as the strands strain in your grip. But what you didn't expect was for him to move so abruptly, causing the pull on his hair to actually be a lot more harsh than you intended. But what you hadn't even thought of was that he would let out the most sinful moan you had ever heard leave his mouth...ever.

In shock, you release your hand that was in his hair and lift your palm off of his shoulder, before taking an instinctive step back. His eyes find yours and you're shocked to see the amount of lust and arousal swimming in his deep brown orbs. But the thing that you find the most strange is the desperation you see written in every feature on his face, from his eyes to his lips, and how it makes you want to play with him. To toy with him until he doesn't even know what he got himself into.

He reaches for you with grabby hands but you hold up a hand. "Stop" You say, and it's the first thing that's been said since this game started. He grabs you by the shoulders and looks you straight in the eyes. "Y/N, I need this. Please." The pure desperation lacing his voice sets a fire roaring in your body and you grab his hands before setting them in front of his body, clasped together.

You look up from his hands and push him backwards into the kitchen counter and you're pleased when you see that he keeps them where you set them.

You're sure that you can fall into a more dominant role, but you're still majorly playing this all by air. You have to think more like a dom now. He needs this and who knows, maybe it was what you need as well.

"Haechan," You call, a demanding ripple in your tone. "I want you in the bedroom, by the bed with your hands just as the are now." You sense the shift in the normal power dynamic that plays between you two as you give your first order.

You see the immediate shock in his eyes, turn to something more primitive as he nods and begins to turn to start down the hallway to your shared bedroom. "Also," You add and he turns to look you over his shoulder in quiet curiosity (which is immensely out of character). "I want you naked and on your knees." He visibly gulps and you find yourself smiling slightly at his reaction. "Now go."

With that he rushes off down the hallway and you turn to empty the sink of the now cold dish water. You dry your hands and finish putting away various foods from dinner before wiping down the surface areas.

As you're finishing up you hear a loud whine emit from your bedroom, you smirk and make your way to the impatient male waiting for you. You should know that due to Haechan's already needy and slightly defiant nature that this might turn into a power struggle, even though he only wants you to control him. It's just in his nature to rebel and be a brat.

When you open the door to your bedroom, you couldn't have prepared yourself for the sight you were going to see. Haechan is positioned exactly how you told him to be. He's naked, he's on his knees beside the foot of the bed. But one thing is very different to what you told him to do. Instead of his hands being clasped on his lap like you clearly showed him, they're in a tight grasp around his dick as he quickly tugs at himself in desperate need of release.

His realization of the situation is immediate. He knows what he did wrong. What he's continuing to do. Except it's clear he doesn't feel any remorse for disobeying you, in fact he dares to even look you straight in the eyes and smirk coyly as he keeps pulling himself off.

You feel yourself fuming. He thinks that you can't do it. He pretty much begged you and now he's mocking you once more. You don't let your emotions show on your face as a sickly sweet smile plays on your lips suddenly. Haechan falters slightly, but regains his confidence as you don't make any move to get closer to him. You move to the right of the room to sit on the small couch that furnishes your fairly large master bedroom. You angle your body toward him before leaning back seemingly unfazed. He ignores your presence and continues to jack himself off but you grow amused as he clearly becomes agitated with your lack of attention. He looks over at you and huffs childishly before beginning to stand up.

You immediately stand, making him pause. "Did I say you could move?" You ask with narrowed eyes. He shrugs but reconsiders when you tighten your jaw at his obvious lack of respect for authority. "No." You smile lopsidedly as a thought interrupts your play. "From now on Haechan you have to call me Mistress. Is that clear?" The reaction is instant he swallows a low groan and nods. "Yes." You raise a brow pointedly. He pauses and ponders a thought. "Yes?"

Your fingers clench around the arm of the chair as you try to remain calm. The power dynamic will only work if you can continue to seem unaffected by his defiance. He's playing with you at the moment. He wants to see if you're serious and how far he can push you. When you can establish your dominance, he should be more compliant. Deciding to try a different approach you stand and walk over to Haechan with slow and sensual steps. He watches you as he sits vulnerably on his knees. When you're just in front of him you place two fingers under his chin and apply pressure so that he looks into your eyes. If there's one thing you know about your boyfriend, it's that he absolutely loves praise. "Oh look at you. You poor, poor baby who can't even use his cock properly." You smile tauntingly as his face pales. Obviously at not receiving the praise he so desperately craves from you. "You have such a nice dick Haechan-" You start and you see a glimmer in his eyes as the head of his now neglected cock twitches helplessly.

You sigh and shake your head while pretending to look off into the distance. "It's a shame really." You allow a slight hint of disappointment to become present in the statement. One that almost makes him tilt his head in confusion.

"Why is it a shame?" His eyes narrow slightly and you clasp the hand under his chin around his jaw roughly before bringing him closer. Close enough until your soft lips are millimetres away from his swollen and chewed ones.

"It's a shame that you don't know how to use it." You shrug and push him back out of your grasp. He gasps shallowly as his mind and heart race. You've never said a mean word to him in all of your relationship and this felt out of character for you to do. But what felt strange to him was the fact that he liked it. You degrading him was turning him on almost as much as you praising him does.

You kneel down to his level leaving the distance of a metre between the two of you so that he couldn't reach you from his position but you could touch him if you pleased. His eyes peer up at you from beneath his thick lashes as an emotion crosses his face that you know well enough to know that he's going to say something stupid. And by stupid you mean something that is probably going to agitate you further.

"So you're degrading me now? You don't like that i'm not gonna be an easy fuck for you, Mistress?" The smug look on his face makes you lock your jaw tightly.

"Get on the bed. Now." You say harshly and stand waiting for him to do the same. When he slowly rises to his full height you begin to peel off your tights and then your top, leaving you in you matching bra and pair of underwear. He swallows and backs up letting the back of his knees hit the foot of the bed before he falls onto his back, resting on his elbows with a smirk.

He doesn't think this is going to be a punishment, but boy is he wrong. With all of his teasing and defiance thus far, he truly doesn't think that you'll let him away with it does he? If he does the he clearly hasn't got a clue what he signed up for.

You smile lowly and climb onto the bed on top of him. Crawling up his body you leave soft kisses until your lips come in contact with the skin of his neck. You work at wearing down his resolve by marking up his neck. Something he can go and show Mark as a souvenir. You feel his hands start to sneakily creep up your sides as your skin tingles from his touch. You release the skin of his neck from your mouth to grab his hands in both of yours, then you place them gently above his head. "These stay here Haechan." You say firmly before you resume your previous attack on his skin. You surely make your way from his neck up his jaw until you're kissing the corner of his mouth. His lips chase yours as you pull away and you once again feel his hands on you. This time on the back of your head trying to bring you closer.

You tighten your lips and grab his hands in your own for the second time to put them above his head. "Haechan." You warn. He stares up at you with large brown eyes full of innocence. He's such a deceiving little fucker.

You release your hands from his to place them on his bare chest and run your fingers up and down his toned abdomen, making him let out little sighs as he rolls his head to the side. You grab his jaw and turn his head to look up at you. You bring your lips down to meet his soft pillow-like ones in a slow kiss that quickly turns heated. His tongue fights your own to overthrow your dominance as your hands once again find their way to his hair. He realizes in a rush that you're winning whatever power play is going on, and although he wants you to dominate him, he doesn't want to give you an easy victory.

He suddenly locks his jaw and you persistently try to find a way past his sealed lips again. You groan lowly and in frustration tug at his soft locks way harder than you intended to. The reaction is instantaneous as he moans loudly into your mouth allowing you access again. For the last time his hands whip up to your sides and you growl into his mouth. In a last attempt at keeping his hands in place you grab them in one hand before throwing your weight forward, so that his arms are abruptly tossed back above his head but now with the full weight of your upper body pressing them against the pillows above him.

"I said to keep your hands above your fucking head, Donghyuck." You hiss his real name which you save for occasions where you are really mad at him. His eyes are blown wide as he stares up at you.

"You're just a little slut, Haechan. A little slut who can't take on order to save his life." His hands remain under your weight above his head as his lips stay sealed shut. You wonder if maybe you might be going to far but push that thought away as he lightly thrusts his hardening cock up into your hips that're raised slightly over his crotch.

You laugh mockingly. "See? You're insatiable Donghyuck! And don't tell me you decide to shut your smart fucking mouth now." You scoff in humor, as if you just heard some sort of ridiculous joke.

He whimpers and tries to pull his hands from your grip so that he can try and escape your confrontation and finally work on his neglected cock. "Y/N." He pleads with large glassy eyes looking up at you once again.

You shake your head and release his wrists. He still refuses to call you what you told him to, even after you try to make a power move against him. "You know what Haechan? I think I should put that mouth to work and actually do something useful."

His body freezes momentarily. Haechan loves to eat you out, and he's bloody good at it too. It's just not something you get to do very often in your busy lives. But maybe now that things are changing as both of your work schedules free up you can bring back some foreplay activities that you used to do more often.

You begin to adjust your body so that you can bring your hips up to rest above his face. You turn around so that you're facing your back to the head of the bed and your body is facing down his body. You then swing your leg over so that your knees are resting on either side of his head.

Lastly you look over your shoulder and grab his hands around his wrists and place them around your ankles. "Keep these here Donghyuck, or I'll stop. If you stop, I'll stop. If you misbehave in any way, I will stop. Understand?" You see him nod vigorously as his body shivers in excitement at the thought of not only getting to eat you out, but in turn you taking him in your mouth. Finally before you tell him to start, you place your hips in a way that is slightly out of his reach. So to touch you he will have no choice but to lift his head to reach where he really wants to taste.

You then bend down so that your cheek is resting on his right hip bone, and you draw soft shapes into the skin of his other hip. The result is your hot breath fanning over his swollen and angry-red cock, making him twitch in impatience. He waits with his hands around your ankles and suddenly huffs dramatically. "Can I please start?" You smile and stop your movements. "Please, what?" Once again you feel his chest deflate in an effort to keep any smart remarks at bay. "Please may I start, Mistress?"

You resume your movements and begin tracing patterns on his upper thighs making them clench together in anticipation. "Of course you can baby, all you had to do was ask. Nicely."

Haechan wastes no time and hurriedly lifts his head as his tongue makes it's first experimental touch against your folds. It's been so long since you've felt his warm mouth on you and you just now realize how much you've missed him like this. Between your legs.

Your mouth falls open in a gasp that turns into a suppressed moan as he regains his confidence in familiar territory and presses his tongue into your hole. His hot tongue working intricate patterns into your needy pussy has you seeing stars behind your lids. He lets out a small sound as you feel the motion of his hips wriggling under your hand. "It's okay baby, I didn't forget about you." You assure him and wrap your hand around his length. He shivers majorly and you feel him sigh in relief into your folds. You spit on his tip and watch as it drips slowly down his cock and you begin to pump the lubrication up and down over the entire thing. Haechan truly does have a nice cock. It's a good length and girth and is one of the prettiest dicks you've ever laid eyes on, you really are a lucky girl and you wonder on a regular basis how you ended up with such as amazing man.

And reminding you just how amazing he is, Haechan sucks harshly on your clit making a particularly loud cry emit from your lungs. You feel him smile smugly against your folds as his tongue finds its way back to your dripping hole before dipping his tongue back into the heat, while his lack of hands forces him to find more creative ways to stimulate your bundle of nerves. His bright idea seems to be moving his nose in circles around your pussy as he laps at your clit. The desperation in the way he works his mouth on you makes it feel like he wants you to come almost more than you want to come yourself.

Once again you find your competitiveness getting the best of you and in an attempt to better him, you spontaneously and very suddenly take half of his length into your mouth. Your hot intrusion on his already sensitive cock creates an instantaneous reaction. One that you had planned for. His head immediately falls back as the shock causes him to forget the rules you had pre-established.

You feel yourself become slightly disappointed as his skilled tongue is removed from you heat and any sense of release that was there is now fading away. But as you had promised you release his cock from your mouth and resume your earlier actions of tracing his hip bone.

"Come on!" He whines loudly and you chuckle. "I told you what would happen if you stopped Haechan. You agreed, don't forget." You inform him amusingly. He then proceeds to tighten his grip on your ankles and pushes his face back up into your folds with a renewed vigor. It causes a shocked yelp to escape your lips in surprise and you feel slightly impressed and surprised. How is it possible for him to get better than he was before?

You toss all thoughts to the side and sink your mouth back down on his length and proceed to match your rhythm to that of which his tongue swipes across your clit. He moans lewdly into your pussy which causes vibrations to make their way through your core. He's getting you so close, so fucking fast.

You press your tongue against the underside of his cock and then you begin to deep throat him quickly. You knew Haechan's body like the back of your hand, which means you know how to get him very close in a short period of time. Your left hand fondles with his balls in just the way he likes. His cock twitches slightly in your throat and you internally grin. He's very, very close. His movements on your core become sloppy as you pull off his cock for breath and your right hand continues to pump his shaft. He tries his best to keep his mouth on you, he really does. But with how close you've got him so soon and with the way you're touching him, his head instinctively falls back against the mattress.

Quicker than lightening, your hands are off him. It takes him all of two seconds to realize what happened as his orgasm that was on the tip on his tongue, fades away almost as quickly as you had brought it to him. "No, no, no, no!" He cries out and you blow softly onto his angry and now edged cock. You glance down at his face to see his eyes glossed over with unshed tears. You pat him on the thigh affectionately. "Oh baby, you know that's not how this works."

Honestly you probably should feel even slightly bad for edging him when he was on the brink of coming. But you actually really don't. Especially after all the defiance he has been showing to you. You really don't hold any sympathy for him. He brought this on himself. And that's exactly what you told him.

"You know you brought this on yourself, Haechan." You say as you trace your finger closely to his cock only to feel his chest heave under you and his grip on your ankles tightens as he sucks in a sharp breath.

"This isn't fair! I haven't ever edged you!" He exclaims making you giggle slightly and then you sigh dramatically like he has done multiple times tonight.

"I'll give you an ultimatum." You glance down at him only to see him already looking at you with his large doe eyes. You half smile with empathy for the poor boy who already looks so wrecked. It really makes you wonder what he would be like after you edged him four or maybe even five times. Could you make him cry?

"Make me cum, or beg." He immediately tenses at your proposition and you should've known that Haechan wouldn't allow you to break him that easy. He wants to, you can feel it. He's just being a brat. So if he want's to act like a brat, he can be treated like one.

For the last time, his lips are lifted to your aching pussy and although you are wanting to cum, the pulsing red cock in your face reminds you that you haven't been edged twice already.

You return your hand to his dick and use the leaky precum to glide your hand up and down his shaft as his tongue brings you quickly to the edge. His hands around your ankles are holding you in a vice-like grip. One that is almost painful but you endure it as it is clearly his means if grounding himself at the moment.

Once again his tongue strokes your core in all the right places as his face is all but being suffocated in your pussy. You wonder if he can even breath properly. But the thought quickly vanishes as the coil that has been winding in your stomach since the start, begins to unravel as his mouth toys your clit.

"Fuck Haechan, i'm cumming! God!" You muffle your sounds by biting down on his thigh slightly harder than you meant to as white flashes behind your lids. He moans into you pussy as the pain from you biting him only seems to encourage him on. He messily takes everything that you have to give from your orgasm as you fight against the over sensitivity to let him indulge in the activity he missed so much.

"Okay baby, that's enough." You hesitantly lift you hips and he groans in disappointment while simultaneously releasing his iron grip on your ankles, as you turn around and sit on his lower abdomain.

You lean down gently to place a tender kiss on his lips. The kiss allows you to taste the sweet blend of yourself and his natural taste on your lips. When you pull away you are able to see the fucked out look in his eyes, clear as day.

His gaze finds yours and he opens his mouth before closing it again. You smile slightly. "What is it Haechan?"

He looks up at you from under his long lashes with hope in them shining back at you. "My turn now?"

You chuckle slightly and sit back on your heels as to not apply much pressure on his sensitive body. His expression turns confused as you mimic his earlier action of mocking you. "Oh baby," You smile condescendingly and Haechan's face falls. "With what you've put me through tonight, who ever said you were gonna get to come at all?" Your bitter sweet question sends a paralyzing shock through his body, and you slightly tilt your head to the side as you observe his next move. His hands grip your thighs tightly as tears well up in his eyes. He sniffles lightly as you pat him on the head affectionately. "But, but-" He protests before you cute him off, shaking your head. "No buts Haechan. You were very disrespectful to your mistress tonight, don't you think." You say softly with an underlying sense of hard authority. You watch him closely and you feel it before the tears leave his eyes. The harsh shake that rattles through his chest and vibrates through his grip on your thighs has you almost smiling in victory. He's going to cry.

"Yes, I was a very bad boy for mistress." He sniffles as a few free tears roll down his cheeks. "But, I need to cum!" He exclaims suddenly and your eyebrow raises. Seriously, after everything this little shit is still being a brat?

"Haechan," You scold with a disappointed look on your face before taking his hands and placing them by his sides. "After all this, you're still a going to act like a little slut? You really think you deserve to cum do you?" He whimpers as more tears roll down his puffy cheeks, and you lightly feel his hard cock rock up against your back as he desperately searches for anything that could give him the release he's been craving.

"Let me cum, I've done everything you've asked." He sobs out as his body shudders when you trace your cold fingertips around his erect nipples. You slightly scowl as you look down on him. "Oh, you really want to cum that bad?" You ask innocently to which he glares up to you in frustration.

"Yes, I want to cum! You've had me wound up for hours and given me nothing!" He all but shouts towards you and you suck in your teeth harshly at his brattiness (and over exaggeration), before a sinister smile replaces your equally frustrated features.

He cowers at your unexpected reaction, but his face quickly twists up in slight pain before he moans loudly, as you pinch both of his nipples before rolling them between your fingers harshly, but not so much as to cause him much pain.

"So you really wanna cum, huh?" You question him and he responds with an abrupt whine. Leaning forward you let go of his now swollen nipples, in favor of laying your hands on either side of his head and placing you lips close to the shell of his right ear. "Then fucking beg, Donghyuk." This causes him to sob loudly several times at the prospect that he can't cum until he begs. Which is an idea that his bratty little brain doesn't seem to want to accept.

You huff in fake disappointment, before slowly starting to lift yourself away from his body which makes him look up at you in panic. "Well, I guess if you're not going to be a good boy then i'll just have to leave you to think about the consequences of your actions, won' t I?" You visibly see his arms twitch at his sides whilst he tries to leave them where you put them to save himself more trouble. When all he really wants to do is reach out and grab you before sinking you down on his cock.

You see the moment when he snaps. His pupils become wider and his sobs turn to quieter hiccups as he faces the truth. He won't cum tonight if he doesn't beg. And you and Haechan both know that his will to cum will always be stronger than his bratty side. "Please, let me cum. Please mistress, I want you to use me like your little toy until your satisfied." He rambles throwing his head to the side to plead with you through his words and his eyes.

Your features soften as your resolve breaks. He's been so good to you even through his disobedience. You offer him a genuine smile to show your approval as you regain your position over his stomach before scooting backwards so that you are now hovering over his very painful looking erection.

"Good boy, you see all you had to do was listen." You reason softly as you grab his left hand, intertwining your fingers together as you line him up with your entrance. He sniffles again and nods up at you with a half gone expression on his face. As you sink down on him, he cries out from the feeling of your hot, velvety walls surrounding his overly sensitive dick. His fingers crush around yours as you plant his entire cock inside your heat.

With his eyes screwed closed you place your other hand on his chest to give you enough leverage to glide yourself back up him. He hisses and looks up at you asking for silent permission as he holds his other hand to you. You nod, biting back a moan as he places his hand on your hip before thrusting up into you shallowly. You both groan out loud. You as he hits the sweet corner in you that has you in turn, clenching around him suddenly.

"Fuck, Haechan." You moan and squeeze the hand that's remained beside his head in your own. He looks up at you like you hold the world as you continue to bounce on his dick, searching for your release and clenching around him when he thrusts his pelvis up into you.

He knows he's not going to last much longer with the way your walls grab and squeeze his cock for all its worth. "M-Mistress, 'm close." He whimpers and throws his head back as he chases his orgasm. You look down at him, all sweaty and wrecked. He definitely deserves to cum after giving you everything you've asked for. Well, everything he's given you eventually. "Cum, baby." You say calmly and his head flies up to look at you before grunting out determinedly. "Gonna-gonna wait for you."

Your eyes roll back as he takes his hand that was resting on your hip and places his thumb directly on your clit. Stimulating the bundle of nerves in a way, so abruptly that has your orgasm crashing down over you instantly and you reel forward to catch Haechan's parted lips in a passionate kiss. As your walls spasm around him, his teeth catch your lip and you moan, surprised as he bites down on your bottom lip lightly as to not hurt you. You see his eyes roll back as you feel him shoot hot seed into your clenching pussy.

He pulls his hand back from your clit as it falls to his side and his head lolls back into the pillow, exhausted after finally getting to release all of the pent up energy. You hiss lowly as you drag your hips up his cock before almost whining at the lost feeling of being full as you finally pull off him. Haechan however, whines out loud at the motion on his overly sensitive dick as you quickly lay beside him. Pulling a blanket from the end of the bed over the two of you, you then open your arms as an invitation for him to snuggle into you and he gladly does. You sigh and run your fingers through his hair, unsure how to carry out the appropriate aftercare. "Haechan," You ask and he hums in response. "What am I supposed to do for aftercare?"

He snickers and places a kiss on your shoulder when you lightly flick his forehead. He looks up at you with adorning eyes and you push away a strand of hair from his face before smiling. "The cure for bad actions are good ones." He says finally and then proceeds to snuggle his face into your neck, a habit you've recently found of his.

You relax once again into the bed before trying his advice. Whispering soothing words into his ear and gently stroking his skin as you eventually lull him into a deep slumber. You then find yourself joining him as you wrap yourself around his body.

It's after that when Haechan decides to bombard you every other week about what new things 'Mark and his girlfriend' are trying in bed. From bondage to role-play.

But the thing is, that you talked to Mark afterwards, and it seems that everything, including his girlfriend domming him, was just Haechan making things up as his way of riling you up enough to get you to try these things with him.

So you never told him that you knew, but you suspect he got the idea when one day, he attempted to start on the topic of a new thing to try in the bedroom before you interrupted asking; "So what's Mark and his girlfriend up to this week?"