for ten, i definitely agree that he’s a brat to the core. literally watch him interact with ANY of the neos and it’s so blatantly clear that he’s the brattiest brat that’s ever bratted.
for xiaojun, i feel like he’s a bit of a bratty pillow prince like walk with me,,,he’s such a sassy guy who has only the highest standards for himself and if u don’t meet them, he’s gonna let you know and whine about it !
looking at yangyang, he’s the sweetest and most obedient little thing ever :( i feel like he would absolutely thrive off of your praise and always wants to make you proud so he can get his rewards :( he never wants to make you angry with him so he always listens like the best boy ;( (i lowk see him having a thing for petplay)
regarding winwin, i couldn’t agree more that he’s an obedient sub. i feel like he just wouldn’t like going through the trouble of being punished, so why even bother acting up? like xiaojun, i feel like he’s a hardcore pillow prince that loves to lay back and take everything you give him :3
kun gives me very big service top vibes lowkey…i don’t really see him as one to like bottoming because of his naturally dominant nature around others but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like when you push him around and give him orders ! he’s convinced that his top responsibility as your bf is to give you the utmost pleasure whenever you ask for it and he’s never going to deny you that.
last and DEFINITELY not least, mr. hendery. as someone who wants him biblically, you can imagine i’ve thought about this once or twice lmfao. in MY opinion (don’t shoot the messenger) i feel like he’s a huge brat who has a thing for being manhandled. while he’s not as cocky as ten, he likes to push his limits with you and see how far he can get before you give him and give him some of the best fucking of his life.
WARNING—suggestive themes, light angst & crack ✧ use of sex toys ✧ semi-public stuff ✧ light S&M ✧ breath play ✧ degradation ✧ praise ✧ mommy kink ✧ mistress kink ✧ baby boy kink
SONG PLAYING—Phantom ✧ WayV
[A/N.] I wrote and posted this very long ago (on my first book that was deleted by wattpad at 190k reads🥲) and i only re-wrote the scenario for some of the members (i think u can tell lol). I will continue re-writing old posts so u guys have smth to read in the meantime while i try to write new shit😊👌
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钱锟 / 전곤 / Kun
Kun craves attention from his lover but he likes to present himself as someone who doesn't as he's afraid of coming off as clingy and also doesn't want his partner to feel pressured or forced to give him all their attention. Let's say you pay him less attention than usual — you're stuck on the TV or working on your laptop rather than making conversation or cuddling — he may get worried that something had happened or that he's upset you in some way. Rather than being selfish, he would take care of you by making you food or bringing you something to drink or snack on to the table so you don't have to get up when working (he wants you to feel better). Let's say you had been spending more time with or talking to someone else and smiling and laughing a lot more with them than you had done with him this day, he would feel insecure about himself — like do you think he's boring? Do you think you two spend too much time together? Does he lack charisma? He's a bit more mature than the others so he's more likely to talk to you about but will try to sound as not needy for you as possible so you guys can communicate and compromise.
You were watching The Package (great film) on the sofa alone, not asking him if he wanted to join or what movie you two should watch, and he had gained the confidence to sit down next to you and lightly put his chin on your shoulder.
"Are you hungry? Because I can make you something to eat if you want," before you can answer he continues, trying to get you to look him in the eyes, "Or do you want coffee or tea maybe? Iced? Hot?"
"I'm a bit dehydrated actually. Hm hot green tea sounds nice about now."
"Okay, Love. I'm gonna be back soon and you're gonna have the green tea of your life," he felt how his cheeks were flaming by the end of his speech from embarrassment, thinking he sounded too desperate.
"Thank you, Babyboy," you kissed his pink cheek.
He was so happy to make you the cup of tea!
As the relationship progresses I see him continuing doing this, and if your sadistic ass still doesn't give him attention after all the good he does, he'll overanalyse the situation to figure out why he deserves being ignored. Give him a sign you're not upset with him. A quick peck is enough for him to smile. But I also think eventually he'll feel comfortable and confident enough to try to get your attention in less perfect-son-in-law ways (only on occasion if he's tipsy or particularly horny and needs your attention more than usual though). Like he might put his hand on your thigh at a restaurant and move higher and higher until you warn him you'll punish him once you get home.
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ชิตพล ลี้ชัยพรกุล / 이영흠 / ten
Ten. Is. Shameless. Periodt. He'd do whatever the fuck he wants whenever he wants to get your attention. You'd be quite amazed at how far he'd go to get your focus. Casually stripping off his clothes in front of you when you're trying to work from home? Put your hand on his neck when your talking on the phone? Pull out a vibrator to use without asking for permission? While purposely looking at you with a smirk? Whisper dirty shit in your ear when you're having a dinner with loved ones? He'd do it all. It wouldn't matter how lewd it were as long as he got the attention he desired in the end.
"Damn, this dick is so good, Mistress," he moaned loudly, referring to the dildo he was bouncing on without your permission.
You were trying to ignore his groaning and his sinful stare because the online meeting was still getting wrapped up (you had mic off).
"So damn good, way better than your strap, Mistress," he threw his head back and looked at you with a fucked out expression.
The meeting finally came to an end and you put down the laptop screen and turned to him, "Excuse me?"
His reply was short but powerful, "You're excused."
And that was why his ass was red hours later.
But he isn't a freak all the time! He can be really sweet and adorable if he wants to too. Like he will talk to one of his fat cats and be like "—— isn't giving me all their attention how mean, right?" And then pout with the cat (Idk his cats' names💀) next to his head as I'm giving you kitten eyes. He only acts this way with his partner.
"——, please pay attention to meee~" he whined with his chin on your shoulder, staring at the side of your face longingly.
"What, Baby?" you look at him.
"Do you wanna cuddle or fuck or watch a movie or something?"
He'd never change methods: acting naughty or cute is always successful. He loves all the consequences of acting like a slut to get your attention and whenever he feels super cute he likes to act that way too. I think that as you explore together in the bedroom (kitchen, balcony, bathroom etc) he will want to try exploring outside of your home too — it'll all start with him being very needy from you telling him all the nasty things you want to do to him once you get back home from the party, and he will instead grind up on you or join group conversations and say double entendres that everybody else understands as neutral, normal things to say but that you know he secretly means something dirty. And if you tell him you like that he will continue getting your attention this way. He's so creative he can come up with all types of ways to act nasty. Eating a very inappropriately shaped food (even if it's a fruit) while making eye contact. Dancing sexily in front of anyone. Touch you under the table. Draw something that could be interpreted as sexually explicit and show it to you. Call you Mistress in inappropriate settings when nobody else hear. He loves attention and there's no way you're not giving it to him.
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董思成 / 동사성 / winwin
Winwin is an angel. He's always obedient and listens to your commands, loving your praise afterwards. But if he sees you talking to someone else and enjoying it a little too much, he might get insecure. He'd want your attention as soon as possible and — since he's not a naughty boy — he'd do something innocent like whisper in your ear and ask you kindly and indirectly to give him some attention too because he'd rather communicate and solve the small issue than overthink it.
"Can you hold my hand?" he asked into your ear so only you could hear him.
A small smile made an appearance on his face when you took his hand in yours.
He looked at the attention-thief who had dared avert your attention away from him, and sent a friendly warning that you were taken.
My Mommy.
If you still didn't give him the attention he wanted, he'd become extremely pouty. Why won't you just give him attention? If he were desperate enough, he'd sit on your lap. But only if he were feeling daring or passionate enough for you to show him some love.
He sighed frustratedly and looked at you before he made his way to sit on your thighs.
You were shocked at the fact that your non-affectionate boyfriend made a move that was bold — in his case even kissing your cheek in public was considered bold.
"Mommy?" he whispered in your ear.
"Yes?"
He looked at you in the eyes, "Can we go home, please? I'm tired and I wanna sleep."
Give him attention! He's a good boy and deserves it! Kiss his hands, cheeks and lips in front of others if necessary. He's your good Babyboy, you should be nice to him. Don't be a meanie :c
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黄旭熙 / 황욱희 / lucas
Xuxi craves attention, whether it's verbal or physical. He enjoys being called handsome just as much as he enjoys being choked like a bitch. But he hates it if you give some of the attention he's supposed to have to someone else, e.g. if you were to call someone else 'handsome' especially, he'd feel a little butt hurt. He's confident, but he's still capable of feeling jealousy. Although he's jealous, he's still confident he can get your attention back. He's so handsome, how can he not? He wouldn't take it seriously, rather playfully or even silly. There are three key ways it could go:
1. Tease you
"Mami," he whispered darkly into your ear, "I'm hard."
You finally looked at him.
"Can we go and fuck? Please, Mami, I want you to choke me and handcuff me and call me yours."
"We're in public."
"So what? Let's go to the car, I always keep toys there for situations like this one."
"Such a slut."
He smirked, "Oh yes."
2. Confront you
"Talk to me, Mami, not him/her/them."
He whined annoyingly.
"How can you even think of looking at someone else when you have the most handsome boy in the world in front of you?"
3. Flirt with someone else in front of you
"I can play your game too, Mami," he winked before making his way to someone half as good-looking as you.
He didn't cheat, of course, but he managed to frustrate you enough to make him get on his knees for you in just a few minutes.
He's sure of himself and doesn't even feel threatened when you give someone else attention, just a little jealous because he wants you all for himself. He'd think of getting your attention as a fun activity. Like a game where he tries to get you to break from the act and when he does — he never loses this game — you reward him. Victory tastes good.
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肖德俊 / 소덕준 / xiaojun
姐姐 (jiejie) = older sister
Angel is rarely naughty, but if he's desperate for your attention, he might consider taking that path (not with the goal of having sex but rather just make you look at him or cuddle him or something). He wouldn't do something super naughty, but something bad enough to mildly shock you. His mind would go to something like 'accidentally' or 'innocently' touching you in a place he shouldn't touch you when you're around other people. He'd do it for your attention, and maybe because he'd want other people to see that you're obviously taken.
He looked at you for a second, contemplating whether or not he should put his hand on your inner thigh.
When he heard you laugh at someone's joke, he made up his mind and put his hand there.
You looked down at it and then at his face.
His expression was blank, but you saw right through it and smirked.
"Are you jealous, Prince?"
OR
Xiaojun had been shopping earlier this week and he decided to put on the shirt he liked the most before making his way to you, hoping you'd think he looked good.
"姐姐, I missed you," he hugged you.
"I missed you too, Prince."
He smiled into your neck.
If you still didn't give him the attention he'd hoped for (whether he'd tried to get it by shocking you by being naughty or by acting cute and sweet), he'd get upset since he can get a bit sensitive and sentimental. He really cares for you and your relationship so if you act indifferent at his attempts to get your attention, he'd think that you were questioning his love for you, or his cuteness, or that you were hinting at a breakup. The ache could be too big for him to stay composed, making him go and cry somewhere alone.
He excused himself and left.
Knowing he's sensitive and usually doesn't leave suddenly, you follow him.
When you found him you saw that he had tears in his eyes.
"Baby, what happened?" you asked.
"Why are you acting like I'm invisible. Like I'm not there? Like I'm no one?" his voice cracked and tears feel.
After that one sad incident, he'd expect you to not ignore him in the future since you now know he's vulnerable and gets affected by it. And so if you happen to ignore him like that again — even after the incident — he'd become more of a wreck than last time.
a/n. May or may not publish an angst imagine with this concept since it's been requested in the past...
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黃冠亨 / 황관형 / hendery
Hendery is a sweetheart. Your attention is always highly appreciated, but it's also expected from you (How can you possibly ignore a loud sunshine?). If you didn't give him his usual amount of attention he'd think you were in a bad mood and thus needed to be brightened up. He'd always be very nice at first and try to impress you with his cute and thoughtful antics, by saying something kind, being caring, giving you something thoughtful or pink.
"Mama, I got us food. Let's watch Netflix," he beamed and held your favorite dish up like it was a prize.
If you didn't return the enthusiasm his big smile would decrease.
But if you pushed it and still didn't give him what he wanted, he'd continue being optimistic and give it another try. If his thoughtful sweetie side didn't work then his energetic crackhead side certainly would. He'd say or act weird or dramatic in order to get you to crack. It's very hard not to smile when he's being his odd, loud self and he knows it; he's a natural born entertainer and uses it to his advantage.
"Throw it back!" he voice cracked out while dancing stupid.
"I shake it off, shake it off—"
"Don't leave me dancing alone. Come on, Mamaaa—" he nagged and tried to drag you to the dance (kitchen) floor.
If you give him what he wants in the end, he'd love to fight for your attention. But if you don't reward him attention, then he'd just feel like you don't fit with him. His personality should be able to gain your attention easily. So if it doesn't then there's clearly something wrong. He'd talk to you about it before making any snap decisions.
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刘扬扬 / 류양양 / yangyang
Babyboy feeds on your attention, and he will do almost every to have your eyes on him and spend time with him. He can be a jealous person sometimes and he hates that trait. Since he's an idol for SM he can't do anything that will make netizens suspicious of him being in a relationship and because of that you two have to act like you don't know of each others existence. But sometimes you two cross paths in public and this means that you can't look each other in the eyes or talk — which also means that if someone flirts with you or if you're laughing very loudly with an attractive person or fan girl/boy over another idol whilst he's missing you a few meters away, he might get sulky and will act sulky with the WayV members (and they will take care of him of course). And he knows that he's jealous but he will just try to act cute or pouty afterwards with you. If he's in a playful mood, he'd prank you in a mischievous way instead of being a naughty boy like some people. His creativity and sense of humor would come to play and he'd end up laughing at your reaction. Orrr he will act like a freaking brat and find a way to get on your nerves just for the fun and aftermath of it. Like he would randomly try to seduce you by dancing and end up giving you a lap dance or he would call you Mommy when you're talking to someone on the phone. Whether he gets punished or not doesn't matter as long as he wins your attention.
fluffy ver.
"Mommy~" he cooed and put his head in your lap.
"What?"
"My hand is tired of playing with my hair. Can you do it for me instead?"
non-fluffy ver.
A sex song from your playlist (or any song from WayV or 127 lmao) started playing on speakers and when you turned to where the sound came from, you saw Yangyang swaying slowly back and forth to the rhythm of the music, slowly getting closer and closer.
"Focus on me, Mommy~"
He didn’t mind a punishment afterwards<3
He's very needy and horny so he will find many different ways to get your undivided attention or a punishment. He will literally embarrass himself and do aegyo in front of his laughing member (and dye on the inside) just to get you to stop giving Xiaojun all your attention and instead smile and hug your sweet, cute, hot, awesome, sexy, lovely, best boyfriend (or just laugh and humiliate him so he gets hard and begs for you at home).
Show Me (Giving shy Kun instructions while he jacks off in front of you)
Kinks (hyung line) - pretty self-explanatory, you can find the maknae line on the author’s blog
Kun
Kun is not a dom. (drabble | x reader | my work) - sin
Voracity (oneshot | x reader | spanking, degradation ) - sin
Discovery (oneshot | x reader | desperate Kun trying to pay you to dom him) - sin
Positive (oneshot | x reader | body worship, insecure!Kun, oral) - sin
Possession (oneshot | x reader | slapping, degradation, mistress kink) - sin
Ten
Mistress (oneshot | x reader | role reversal, daddy kink ) - sin
midnight show (oneshot | x reader | catching Ten jerking off in bed with you) - sin
Late (oneshot | x reader | orgasm denial, edging, begging) - sin
Nimble (oneshot | x reader | self-bondage, spreader bars) - sin
Winwin
feel so good 너의 그 손끝이 (oneshot | x reader | begging, face sitting) - sin
Lovely (oneshot | x reader | dollification, mirror sex, pegging) - sin
Lucas
bad boy down (oneshot | x reader | overstimulation, begging ) - sin
puppy love (drabble | x reader | pet play, noona kink, oral (f rec), humping) - sin
Lessons (oneshot | x reader | needy Lucas, handjob, begging) - sin
Xiaojun
quiet. (drabble | x reader | getting a call from XJ’s gf while pegging him) - sin
Lucid (oneshot | x reader | virgin!Xiaojun, handjobs, accidentally walking in on XJ jerking off) - sin
Hendery
Party Boy (oneshot | x reader | fingering) - sin
Test (oneshot | x reader | overstimulation, crying, brat taming) - sin
Say It (oneshot | x reader | pillow humping, virgin!Hendery, degradation) - sin
YangYang
[19:43] (drabble | x reader | suggestive fluff, soft dom!reader) - sin
Paint It White (oneshot | x reader | mirror sex, brat taming, edging) - sin
Brat (oneshot | x reader | mommy kink, thigh riding, pegging) - sin
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You didn't know it was possible for someone to look so cute like this.
You and Kunhang had just started dating a couple months ago, and only started to bring sex into the equation recently. He had revealed to you that he was a virgin, and you wanted to respect him and not push him into doing anything he wasn't ready for.
Your first time together was soft and intimate, and you had continued treating him that way, wanting him to feel special and loved every time you had sex together. But he had surprised you the other day, asking you to be rougher with him instead of always treating him so gently.
"Are you sure?" you had asked him, voice tinged with worry. You wanted to make sure this was his idea, and he wasn't saying it because he thought it would satisfy you more.
"Yes, I'm sure," he told you, chuckling a little at your concerned expression before leaning forward to bring you closer, cuddling you into his chest as you sit curled up on his sofa together. “You don’t have to be gentle with me. I don’t break easily, you know?”
You didn't respond to him at the time, opting instead to nestle further into him as you laughed. But you did make a mental note, storing it in the back of your mind for another day.
And today was that day.
You have him in one of the chairs in his house, naked and exposed for you. His wrists and ankles are duct taped to the chair, and his shaggy hair falls into his eyes, damp from sweat. His eyes are adorably desperate as he pleads silently with you, as if he's asking you to please have some mercy on him. But you don't. He did ask for this, after all.
You can't help it. You laugh at him.
There's no malice in it, and he knows that, but that doesn't stop him from groaning at the sound, throwing his head back and almost hitting it against the back of the chair. When he speaks, his voice is raspy from effort.
"Please," he says simply, bringing his head forward again and trying to focus his eyes on your form.
You're kneeling on the floor between his spread and bound ankles. You're naked, and all he wants to do is reach out and touch you, but he can't with the way he's secured. His gaze falls to your chest instead of your eyes, and it makes you chuckle. The action makes your boobs jiggle a bit, and you see the way his eyes glaze over with another layer of wrecked lust.
You stand up and his eyes follow you as you make your way to him. You bring a hand to his chin, tilting his head up to make eye contact with you. He gasps at the action.
"Eyes up here, baby," you tell him, and he lets out the smallest whimper as his gaze locks on yours.
“What’s wrong? I thought you liked teasing.”
"This isn't teasing. This is torture."
He had a point there. You've lost track of when it was that you started playing with him, of how many times you had started to give him what he wants just to pull away, of how many times you had gotten him close, of how many orgasms he had been denied at this point. But you don't give him the satisfaction of telling him that.
"Don't be dramatic," you say instead, leveling your gaze with his.
"I'm not," he whines out, eyes lazily dragging down as you kneel between his knees again.
You lean forward over his overworked dick, keeping your eyes locked on his as you push your breasts together. It traps his dick between your soft flesh, and you love the way it rips a broken moan from his throat. He squirms under you, shifting around until he can find enough leverage to thrust up.
Kunhang's not quite sure how he can stand the sight of it all; with the way your eyes are staring into his soul as he fucks your chest. He's sure that he could cum just like this, if only he could get just a bit more.
But you don't give him that. You move away quickly, letting his dick fall back against his stomach softly as the pleasure fades away.
"Please," he rasps out again, voice sounding like he'll cry if you dare deny him again.
"All right, baby," you tell him as you get up and sit on his thigh. You lean forward, capturing his lips in a kiss. He makes a small noise at the contact, still managing to be surprised and caught off guard by it despite your current situation. He was so cute sometimes, you just couldn't stand it.
"You've earned it."
You bring your hand down, wrapping your fingers around his length and jerking him off quickly. He arches up into the feeling, hips trying to drive upwards. Your weight on his leg prevents it, but his message is clear. He's dangerously close.
But that doesn't stop you from messing with him.
"Gonna cum soon, baby?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Should I let you?"
"Please."
"Why?"
His eyes go wide at the question, and as you look at him, you can see the way he's struggling to find an answer, brain too foggy with lust to be able to figure it out. When he speaks, it all comes out in one breath, rushed and shaky.
"I don't know what it is you want me to say, but let's just pretend I said it cuz holy shit, I need to cum please."
You laugh at him, so desperate and needy, but decide to take pity on him.
"Okay, baby," you say, speeding up your pumps as you hover your other hand over the head of his dick. "Cum for me."
He only has a second to process the weird action before his orgasm is triggered, ripping through his body as he all but screams. The waves of pleasure are so much stronger than any of the orgasms he's had before, with the sensitivity heightened from all the times he was denied. He watches in a daze as you work him through it, watches the way you stroke him as his cum splatters into your waiting flat palm.
But by the time he figures you out, it's too late.
You slow your hand down as you see him starting to finish, circling your thumb around the head gently to collect the rest of his release onto your hands. You kiss him softly, swallowing the whimpers that leave him as he starts to come down.
You bring your hand up to his face, showing the sticky substance coating your palm.
"Thanks for this," you say. "Makes this part easier."
"What?" He starts to ask, but he never gets to finish the question.
You bring your cum stained hand down to his dick, wrapping it around him before he can even realize what's happening. You move fast along him, squeezing tightly with both hands as you push him headfirst into the overstimulation.
He yells at the feeling, not even giving him time to fully come down from his orgasm before overwhelming his senses with more.
"Oh, fucking hell," he moans, bordering on a scream when it leaves his mouth.
"You said you needed to cum," you remind him, and he whines. "I'm just giving you what you wanted."
He can't find it in himself to argue, just trying to stay afloat as the intense waves of pleasure threaten to pull him under. It didn't take long at all for it to turn from painful to feeling good. In fact, he didn't know it was possible to feel this good.
He's barreling into his second orgasm with barely a warning. That is, if you can count a strangled I, shit, cum, god as a warning. But you don't stop then either, kissing along his sweaty skin as you push him towards another high. He trembles in your grip, burying his head in your hair as he squeezes his eyes shut.
"Too much," he chants, over and over in time with your strokes against him. "Too much, too much, too much."
"Color?" You ask, looking up at him softly, slowing your hands a little as you try to gauge his reaction.
"Green, green, green. Just please don't stop."
"Don't worry, baby. I won't."
It's with those words, whispered so sweetly into his ear, that he cums for a third time. It makes his entire body shake as he releases, high pitch moans echoing in the air as his release drips out of his dick. You nuzzle into him, kissing all around his cheeks as he slowly comes back down. You whisper praise to him, telling him how well he did for you and using your voice to soothe and ground him.
He throws his head back when he finally catches his breath, resting it against the back of the chair, and you take the opportunity to trail your kisses down to his neck and collarbones. You don't realize the way your hips grind softly against his leg as you do so, but you can't help the arousal you feel from seeing him so fucked out like this.
But he feels it. He lets out a chuckle at your actions, and when he speaks, his voice sounds raspy and used.
"I know you haven't cum yet," he says, sounding out of breath. "I understand, and I'll take care of you however you want. You can even keep me bound. I don't care. But if you could just give me five minutes, cuz I swear if I cum again right now, my dick might break."
You laugh loudly, and you're happy when you feel his chest shake under you as he joins you.
"What's the matter?" You ask. "I thought you don't break easily?"
"You call that easy? I almost died by way of orgasm just now."
He sounds so incredulous that you can't help but laugh harder, leaning up to kiss him. He melts into the kiss, and you smile against his lips.
"So dramatic. But okay, baby," you concede. "I'll go get something to clean you up while you rest, and then I'll let you loose and you can return the favor. Does that sound okay?"
He smiles down at you, eyes soft and full of adoration as he answers.
"Yes please."
"Okay."
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Summary: Hendery has always been respectful of your autonomy, never forcing you into doing anything you didn’t want to do. You’ve never outright discussed stated why you’d always shy away from his touches when they got a little too intimate, and he didn’t ask you to. He would just smile and change the subject. It wasn’t until you instantly took to the newly assigned guard, Lucas, that Hendery started becoming pushy, all subtleness flying out the window.
Warnings: femdom, pillow humping, degradation
It was a pleasant day. Hendery had suggested a walk in the gardens, and you’d happily agreed, wanting to feel the warm sun on your skin and breathe in the fresh air. It looked like it was going to be a good day, but you failed to anticipate a major hurdle in your plan, namely Lucas, one of Hendery’s bodyguards. He’d decided to join the two of you--for protection, he said-- but seeing that you were still safely inside the palace ground, you figured he just wanted the company.
You were good friends with Lucas, but Hendery did not like him very much. Which is weird considering he had initially taken to him so well. They had seemed like two peas in a pod in the beginning, bouncing off each others’ energy. Actually, it was the fact that Hendery seemed to like Lucas so much was why you immediately warmed up to him too, eager to get in on the fun the two were having, and Lucas welcomed your presence with open arms.
But it all changed when Hendery gradually began lashing out at Lucas for no reason, getting snarky and rude with him, always leaving him behind whenever he could, and complaining about the tiniest mistakes he made to his father in an apparent bid to get him fired. You’d tried asking him about his weird behaviour but he just denied having any malice towards Lucas and stated that he was simply just not a good bodyguard. You found that doubtful. Sure, Lucas can be a bit ditzy and airheaded sometimes but he is brave and he is strong and he is more than capable of doing this job. As for the budding friendship they once shared, it was long dead now.
The walk had turned pretty tense now that Lucas was here. Hendery held your hand tightly, all but marching along and dragging you behind him as if he’s trying to outpace Lucas. Which is pretty stupid considering the leg span that boy has, he could catch up to you in two strides if he wanted to. But Lucas could sense the static in the air and he stayed a few steps behind.
This wasn’t the relaxing walk you had in mind. Your legs were getting pretty tired from all this power walking and you so request that you stop at one of the gazebos to take a break, but under the shade, it was even more stifling as Hendery sat cross-armed and pouting.
“It’s so nice outside today.” Lucas comments, trying to make conversation and you’re about to agree, glad to have something to talk about when Hendery scoffs, interrupting you. “What a novel observation. Perhaps you’d like to share your thoughts about the latest news too.”
“Hendery…”
He looks at you sharply, silently forbidding you from coming to the other man’s defense. You’ll have none of his bullshit though, and you’re about to tell him just that when something jumped out of the shrubbery and landed on the seat next to Hendery. It took him exactly a fraction of a second to scream and launch himself out of his seat.
“What? What?” Lucas jumped to his feet, immediately on guard. He’d seen the frog but he didn’t understand Hendery’s severe reaction to it.
“Hendery has a phobia of frogs.” You explain, wrapping an arm around the prince and patting his back soothingly.
Lucas looks between Hendery and the frog in confusion. "Really? I think they're kinda cute." He mumbles, not having a dig at Hendery but merely sharing his thoughts.
A smile breaks out on your face at that. “I actually think so too!” You gush, having never found someone who shares your fondness of them before, least of which Hendery.
Lucas returns your excited grin before he clears his throat and says to Hendery, “Don’t worry, man. I’ll get rid of it.”
“You don’t have to. I’m not really afraid of frogs at all.”
Your head snaps up to look at him, eyes narrowed in suspicion, unconvinced. “You’re fucking terrified of them. You once hopped onto a door handle to escape one.”
Hendery blushes, “That was so long ago.”
“It was last year.”
“Well, I’m not afraid of them anymore.” He proclaims loudly as if trying to convince himself. “In fact, I’ll get rid of it myself.”
“Hendery, you don’t have to do this…” You get nervous. You’ve seen multiple times how severely he can react to frogs and you don’t want him to traumatise himself just because his ego is hurt.
"Don't have to do what? Catch this little frog? Don’t be silly." He dismisses you, reaching out to grab it. But as his hand is almost touching it, it suddenly jumps away, startling him and he screams and falls back on his ass.
"Are you okay?" You ask with concern, you and Lucas rushing towards him at the same time. Lucas is faster than you, grabbing Hendery’s arm and pulling him back to his feet.
"Get your hands off me. I'm fine." Hendery snaps at Lucas, shoving him off.
"Woah, man, I'm just making sure you're okay.” Lucas raises his hands in the air in surrender and backs off. “You fell pretty hard."
"I'm fine." He huffs, and turns to you. “I want to go back inside.”
He doesn’t give you time to reply, stomping away, obviously expecting you to follow behind him. You sheepishly apologize to Lucas and excuse yourself to go after the prince.
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"What the fuck was that hendery? You were so rude to Lucas." You ask him as soon as you get back to his suite.
“Why do you care?” He asks way too forcefully, like it was an accusation. “He’s just the bodyguard."
"What does that mean?" You were so confused by that statement. It wasn't like Hendery to look down on others so why is he talking like this now.
"It means that you should be focusing on me, not him. You're my companion." He gets close to you, putting his hands on your waist and resting his forehead against yours. From the way he was looking at you, you finally realize what this really is about.
It was no secret that Hendery wanted you. He never said it outright but he wasn't exactly shy about his desire. And it suddenly clicks that he obviously wouldn’t be super thrilled with how close you seem to be getting with a man as attractive as Lucas.
You trail your hands up his chest slowly, feeling him shiver under you, before you wrap them around his neck. "Is that what you're pissy about? You're jealous of Lucas?"
He scoffs, "I don't need to be jealous of a bodyguard. You're mine." His hold on you tightens and he pulls you flush against his body, leaning down to close that gap between your lips but you quickly tug on the hair at the nape of his neck, holding his head back.
"So you think you own me?" You question lowly, tone biting.
He gulps, hesitating. "That's not what I meant."
"It is. That's why you're so bothered by Lucas.” You insist, one of your hands circling around to caress his face, brushing over his jaw and lips, and it instinctively makes him look down at your own lips as they move, “You can't stand the fact that another man could get his hands on what belongs to you."
He looks back up at you angrily, jaw clenching under your touch. "And so what if I am? I never once forced you into anything. So tell me why I’m getting rejected by you when other princes', who don't afford their companions half the freedom I give you, get to have them fully?"
“You’re so fucking entilted.” You scoff, your hand dropping down his body and palming the outline of his dick through his pants, making him moan softly and buck a little in your hand. "So you think that because you are nice to me, you deserve to stick your cock inside of me?"
He finds it hard to gather his thoughts with your hand massaging him through his pants. "No, I-I'd just--"
"Let's see it then." You interrupt him, pulling away.
"What--"
"Show me your cock, and I’ll decide if it’s worth it." You sneer, and he stands completely motionless, frozen in shock, as you slowly unbutton his pants and pull them down along with his boxers to the ground.
His, very impressive, dick stands erect, glistening with precum right in front of your face, as you kneel down.
"Hmm, you have a really nice cock." You purr, your breath hitting his member, and it jerks in response. He whimpers softly as you open your mouth as if you'll take him in and you feel him tense up in anticipation. You hold his gaze for a beat, watching the dark desire clouding his irises as you stick your tongue ever so slightly out of your mouth... then you pull it back in and stand up, depriving him of what he thought he was gonna get.
You smile as he falls into your arm in distress, a quiet sob leaving him as his cock comes in contact with your floral dress. He buries his face in your neck, and his hips start rutting against your waist when your hands slide under his shirt to rub his belly just over where his cock rests.
"Please." He pleads softly.
“Please?" You repeat, mocking, "Why are you begging when you already own me, master.”
"Don't--you know I didn't mean it like that."
You completely disregard what he said, your next words taking him off guard. "You're a virgin, aren't you?"
“Wh-what does that have to do with anything?” He pulls back, flustered.
“That’s not an answer.” You taunt, lips ghosting over his collarbone, your eyes not leaving his.
“I--I…” He gulps, hesitating. “....yeah.”
You chuckle darkly, "And how do you expect to know how to fuck me right if you’ve never done it before?"
His face flushes at your jab, and he sputters defensively, "That's your fault! You never let me touch you."
You shrug, "You could've fucked other girls. Why didn’t you?"
You were genuinely curious. Plenty of princes sleep with other women even if they are already sleeping with their companions. Yes, companions are usually the first to experiment with, but they’re not commonly the only sexual partner. So if you weren’t giving Hendery what he needed, he could’ve easily gotten it somewhere else.
“Why do I need to? You should've been taking care of me."
You narrow your eyes at him, not satisfied with his answer. “Tell me why.” You press on, gripping his chin in your hand and looking deeply into his eyes.
You can see the panic in his eyes, Hendery was never particularly good at hiding his feelings from you and you already had your suspicions. “Speak.”
“I--I just...want you.” He whispers.
“Only me?” You keep prodding.
He nods, his dark hair falling over his eyes, hiding them from you, but you already got what you wanted. Satisfied, you lean up to press a chaste kiss on his lips. He tries to follow your mouth when you pull back all too quickly, but you press a finger to his lips and grin. "Is that why I’d catch you humping my pillow sometimes?"
Hendery jerks back, mortified. “You saw that?”
“I did.” You close the distance between you again, threading your fingers through his silky hair. "You always did it so roughly too, you must have been so needy. Poor baby."
“Don’t tease me.” He ducks his head into your shoulder, trying to hide from you, but you cup his face in your hands and press your nose to his. "I wanna see it again."
He gapes at you, mouth opening and closing but no words forming.
"Come on, don’t be shy now. You wanted this and as far as I can tell, you haven't earned the right to fuck me yet. So why don’t you put on a little show for me, and I might just let you. I've always wanted to get a closer look at you making a mess of yourself.” You kiss him again, this time lingering more and letting him deepen it. His tongue prods against your lips and you open your mouth to take it in. He moans when his tongue meets yours, his hands gripping your hips and pushing you against him needily.
You let him get lost in the kiss for a while, working himself up, before you pull back. “You’ll do it for me, won’t you, baby?"
He quickly nods, too high off the kiss to question you. “Good boy.” You grin, pecking his nose then turning him around towards the bed.
You grab your pillow and position it in the center of the bed then you coax him onto the bed so he’s hovering over it on his hands and knees, his cock barely touching it. You take a seat behind him and drape your body over his back.
"Go on, baby.” You encourage him, using your hands to grab his hips and guide his cock against the pillow. He initially stays passive, letting you move his body, but as his cock rubs more and more against the pillow and you continue to encourage him with sweet words whispered in his ear, he starts moving on his own.
"You're doing so good, baby. Are you imaging that you're fucking me?"
He eagerly nods. “Yeah… will you let me?”
You pretend to contemplate for a moment. “I don’t know. Depends how good you are for me. Remember, you gotta earn it, master.”
He whines, “Stop calling me that.”
“But you are my master.” You laugh, “My good, handsome master who will do his best to please me, right?”
“Yes. I want to please you.” He croaks, hips stuttering.
“Are you close, baby?”
He moans in affirmation, bucking against the pillow more desperately.
“Stop.” You tap his ass lightly, but he just mumbles in confusion and continues.
“Hendery, stop.” You repeat sharply, your fingers digging into his sides, and he finally stops. You take the pillow out from under him and tell him to continue.
“But there is nothing to…” He trails off, voice small and breathless.
“Nothing to fuck? Hmm, how about you just hump the air for me then?” You laugh cruelly, pulling away from him so you can lie down beside him to watch. “Come on, you said you’ll be good for me.”
He’s too horny and desperate to please you to resist now so he complies, his hips pushing into empty air and the tip of his heavy dick barely brushing against the sheets below.
“That’s it. Good boy.” You watch in fascination as a tiny wet spot starts forming under him, and you reach out to lightly rub at his nipples, driving him even more wild.
“Please--” He groans, head looking forward and eyes scrunched up, not even able to look at you.
“Are you close already, just from humping the air?” You tsk, mocking him. “How do you expect to satisfy me then? Or are you only thinking about yourself again?”
He shakes his head, “I can make you feel good, I promise. I can be so good for you.” He avows, his hips dropping down to grind up against the mattress.
You frown and pinch his nipple that you were just carassing, causing his hips to jerk back up. “You expect me to believe that when you can’t even control yourself? Look at you, you’re gonna cum all over the sheets and I’m not even touching you.” You scoff, eyeing the trail of precum leaking from his tip onto the sheets below.
"Maybe I should just let someone who knows what they’re doing fuck me instead. Like Lucas.”
That riles him up and he snarls, pushing you onto your back and climbing on top of you. But once there, he doesn’t know what to do.
You laugh, “See? You’re hopeless.” Your hand inches down his body towards his dick. “I bet you’d cum as soon as I touch your pretty dick.”
He grabs your wrist, stopping you just before you can wrap your hand around him, and he stares down at you, eyes pleading.
“Come on, baby. Show me that you can handle me.”
You challenge, shaking his hand off and grabbing his cock. He groans, throwing his head back and biting down on his lip hard. He shudders above you as your thumb rubs over the head of his dick. “Please, stop…”
“Why, you’re not gonna cum, right?” You growl in his ear, moving your thumb faster over his slit, the precum leaking out making it so easy. "Don’t you wanna prove to me that you can fuck be as good as Lucas can? You think he would cum just from a little touching?”
“Shut up.” He growls, trying to hold himself back with all his might.
“What, am I making you angry, baby? You don’t like the thought of Lucas fucking me with his big, fat cock?” You drawl, your hand blurring over his cock as your other hand reaches up to tug on his nipple, practically forcing the orgasm out of him.You feel his cock jerk in your loose grip, and he cries out loudly as ropes of cum shoot out of his dick and land on your dress.
“So disappointing.” You lament, and he slumps over you, hiding his face in your chest and mumbling quietly, “I’m sorry.”
“You should be.” You sneer and cup his chin to prop his head up and run your cum soaked thumb along his bottom lip. “But at least you know how to apologize. You may earn the right to fuck me yet.”
“Thank you.”
You smile, “Good boy.”
You push him on his back and climb over him, leaning down so your faces are inches apart. “And remember, You don’t own me, Hendery. I own you.”
Warning: Sub!Hendery, Dom!Reader, Spanking, Cross-dressing, Use of pet names, Oral sex (male receiving), Pegging, Overstimulation, Sexting at work, Hendery is whiny and horny
A/N: This fic is based on an ask as well as this pic (tho slightly altered). Originally planned to make this a brief drabble but I went overboard again, anyways I hope sub!Hendery feeds the lust of the sub!idol community and mine.
When is Mistress coming home to take care of her needy pup’s problems?🐶
A message from Hendery popped up on your phone screen while you are still bombarded by tedious paperwork you just want to rip through, exactly like how much you want to rip off your boyfriend’s clothes, and his whiny messages certainly aren’t helping.
Be back in half an hour. Stay put. You warn
😣😣😣. Came Hendery’s immediate reply. How about this?
A sinful photo then leaps into your screen, in which Hendery posed in front of the mirror in his black leather collar with “Y/N’s pup” inscribed on it, and he is dressed up in a dark checkered shirt with a matching mini skirt barely covering his crotch, not to mention his hard-on. A pair of black knee-highs accentuated his lean figure wickedly perfectly, and the fact that he is kneeling on the around with his slender legs spread wide open, his hand around his clothed shaft, just fuels your frustration even more.
Fuck you. You reply, irritated by the provoking sight.
Language 😜. You feel as if you can hear his mischievous laugh even you are a screen apart. You always disciplined me for this, so why are you breaking your own rule?
I follow no fucking rules in my house, pet. You sharply retort. But you’re right, you’re so getting properly disciplined again for this. You’d better be in your position once I am home. Understand?
You then ignore his message affirming your order since you are in fervent need of getting your work done as quickly as possible now, and you swear your fingers have never worked this hastily on your keyboard before. Soon you find a shortcut to complete your workload, and in no time you are at your doorstep, satisfied by the sight in front of you.
Hendery is on his hands and knees, his barely clad butt poking out as he’s gazing up at you with a naughty glint in those large piercing eyes, as well as a paddle between his grinning lips, his cock glistening with need.
“Well, well, well.” You crouch down to his level. “Whose pretty puppy is this hmm?” You coo as you take the paddle out of his mouth, grazing his jawline with it.
Before he can respond, you give a harsh yank on his hair, taking no time to force him up, dragging him to bedside table and quickly bending him over, before securing his torso onto it.
“You don’t whore up while I am at work.” You hiss into his ear before landing a smack on his skirt-covered flesh with the paddle, the fabric buffering the sensation before he gets the taste of the real deal you’re up to, teasing his senses as well.
“You don’t talk back to me like you know better than I do.” You chastise in between rough fervent spanks. “Last, “ You lift up his skirt, toying with the hem while caressing his freshly beaten flesh. “your Mistress follows no rules since I am just superior by nature, get it, slut?”
“Ow-! Y-yes, Mistress-ah!” Hendery’s reply is interrupted by another sharp smack plus a lick on his buttock, as you proceed to suck and nibble on the supple flesh as if you’re enjoying your favorite meal, while your boyfriend is already a moaning squirming mess at the humiliating yet intimate feeling.
“Mistress hnnnghh you feel so good…ahh...”
“Really?” You breath on the back of his cock. “But do puppy whores like you deserve to feel good hmm?” You inquire before lashing out with your paddle again.
“Ah-no! Ahhhhh...I don’t deserve...ahhhhhh!”
“Care to explain why you don’t deserve to be pleasured?” You purr while caressing his hot skin, pinching his inner thigh from time to time, earning grunts from your sensitive boyfriend.
“B-because I...I’ve been so bad…”
“Bad is an understatement.”
“Hahh...cuz I’ve been a horny pup wanking in heat...mmmm” His voice trails off into incoherent noises once you muffle him with a deep kiss, your palm lightly and sensually spanking him as he erotically moans along with each slap.
“Such a depraved little pup…” You lovingly peck him before untying him and flipping him over on the table. “I’m gonna destroy you until those pretty doggy eyes of yours are all glossy and hazy...crying out to your Mistress for mercy…”
“Destroy me then. Mistress.”
You then bend down to moisten his shaft with your tongue, with your fingers busy lubricating his entrance before gradually adding them to stretch him. Hendery’s mesmerized, moaning loudly as he’s both serviced and humiliatingly intruded.
When you finally reach up to unbutton his shirt, he attempted to take off his skirt. “No, keep that on, I prefer you partially nude, looking so disheveled and vitiated…” You continue as you exposed his nipples, planting sloppy kisses on them with one hand caressing the region still covered by the skirt, toying and pulling with the fabric, while the other hand is still busy fucking him deep and slow.
Soon you are fully equipped with your strap, driving deep into his prostate with your free hand tangled in his silky strands, pounding into him hard and fast.
“F-ffuck puppy harder pleeaase…” Hendery pants as he pleads, fueling your pent-up lust even more as you pick up your pace, causing him to moan out even more lewdly. When he’s closer and closer to his peak, not only did he clench tighter against your ruthless cock, but also his sock-clad legs are wrapped closely around you, the smooth fabric turning you on as you can’t help but compliment how pretty he looks right now.
“Such a beautiful fucked-out pup…” You lock your gaze with his, watching his expressions that are overwhelmed by extreme pleasure, before diving in for another round of wet sloppy kisses again. Sounds of contacting lips and entwining hips are interspersed by a few smacks on his ass, driving both of you insane and nearing your edge.
Shoots of hot white liquid are followed by a series of broken cries, but you still relentlessly drill into him like a hungry beast ravishing its first ever meal in days. Hendery’s teary but also surprised gaze locks into yours, yet he can do nothing but indulge in the building pleasure over and over again as he cums twice in the next few minutes.
“Please...please Mistress I can’t take it anymore...you are too good…”
“I thought that’s what my filthy pup wanted hmm? Getting its insatiable needs completely filled…” You say as you wickedly pump his now ultra-sensitive dick.
“Ahh-no! Please Mistress I-I am s-sorry for... riling you up earlier pleeaasee…stoppp” Hendery’s pain is evident in his struggle with words.
“Really? Isn’t it my puppy who begged me to destroy him?”
“Y-yes I was a s-slutty pup...but now Mistress please spare me I can’t take no more…” Hendery begs with tears that threaten to fall
Satisfied with his realization of his proper place, you release your grip on his cock and replace it with soft, reassuring kisses all over his body, before wiping away the excess fluids on his belly as well as his tears, then you go on to remove his cum-stained clothing.
“This is a reminder that you should never wear skirts again unless you want it wild and rough just like today…” You smirk as you present the dirtied spots on the checkered skirt to him.
“You’re such an insufferable pervert.”
“Look who’s talking!” You fail to hide your triumph behind your feigned indignation in your tone, before ditching those clothings in the laundry bin and returning to cuddle with Hendery back on the bed.
Though there is total silence between you, your now tired boy’s arm is wrapped around your waist the whole time before he finally drifts off to sleep, leaving you mesmerised in thoughts of how lucky you are to have a man that is so compatible with you as your boyfriend.
Warning: sub!hendery, humiliation, SDH Fetish, masterbation, cum eating, handjob, overstimulation.
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hendery was alway In charge in the bedroom, I think his pride was to large to every let me be, but I wanna try. What’s the worse that could happen? He says no, that would be okay at least I tried. I decided I would try to ask him when I got back from work, he has the day off and unfortunately I have to leave him but it’ll give me time to build up the courage to ask him.
I got back home excited but nervous to finally ask, I opened the door to the usual sight hendery was probably in bed. I put my stuff down sliding off my shoes slowly walking to the bedroom my stomach filled with nerves. But I stopped in my tracts “look at how small your cock is!” Huh? I frowned confused walking over to the door pressing my ear against it. I heard henderys grunts and moans along with a video telling him degrading things. I didn’t know what to do so I opened the door. He slammed his computer down covering his dick with the blanket next to him “Y/n! you didn’t hear that right?” We stared at each other wide eyed until he cleared his throat “I-I was watching a video and I couldn’t help it you understand.” I smiled widely bouncing over to him sitting on the edge of the bed “I heard it hendery, I had no clue.” He sighed looking down “It was the first time okay, I just liked it.” I grabbed his jaws pulling his head up to look at me “It’s okay, I just didn’t know you liked being humiliated, especially for having a small dick cause we both know that’s false.” I giggled using one hand to ruffle his hair. “I don’t know, is that weird? if it is let’s act like this never happened.” He pushed the computer away reaching to get his shorts next to him. I grabbed his hand pressing it to his chest “it’s not weird slut I was actually coming in here to ask you if we could try switching roles, I’m glad your interested to.” I laughed pecking his forehead. He whimpered at the name bucking his hips into nothing “Can we please try now? I’m still so hard, will you degrade me and tell me how disgusting I am for liking this kind of stuff.” He grabbed my hand looking at me with pleading eyes.
I nodded standing up yanking the cover off of him “Ew hendery look at that thing.” He whined at my words squeezing his legs together. “You touch it, cause I have no clue how you would get off with that.” He looked up at me wrapping his hands around himself pumping slowly squeezing his legs tighter together. “I can’t believe you really get off on this, that’s so weird.” I reach my hand down toying with his nipple brushing over them slightly. “This is so nasty hendery!” I giggled flicking the head of his dick making him gasp.
“I’m gonna cum, what do you want me to do?” “Already?” I crouch down between his legs spreading them apart “First off I didn’t tell you to stop, what if I wanted you to cum slut?” I wrapped my hands around his shaft pumping him fast his breath picking up quickly. “I’m sorry.” He whined gripping the sheets “your sorry?” I fake pouted licking the tip of his sentive dick. He whimpered covering his face with his hands I felt his tip start to twitch on my tongue wrapping my whole mouth around his head. “Fuck y/n shit!” He screamd as he came in my mouth falling backwards covering his face. I took him out of my mouth pumping him through his orgasm “Why are you covering your face? Are you ashamed of cumming from such weird things?” He pouted sitting up slowly removing his hands from his face “I’m gonna make you cum again this time your gonna look at me while you do it.” I smiled patting his head he nodded slowly tears forming in his eyes from overstimulation.
I stroked him until his moans turned into ones of pleasure “I’m surprised you can get this thing hard again.” His eyes rolled humping up into my hand. I was gonna stop him but decided to let him fuck my hand gripped tightly around him “go ahead and cum like this cause with your small dick you won’t cum in anything or anyone else.” He whined going to cover his face again when I pushed him back climbing on the bed and straddling his waist my hand still gripped around him “I said I wanted to see your pretty face when you cum right?” He bucked his hips up into my hand i could feel him twitching harshly. “I’m gonna cum for you.” He cried out gripping my thigh as he released over my hand and his stomach, his eyes rolled back as he rodeout his orgasm in my hand. His eyebrows frowned I’m complete bliss. He panted quickly and I removed my hand bringing it to his mouth “Think you can lick it clean.” He looked down at my hand worriedly slowly taking a finger in his mouth his doe eyes looking up at me taking in another finger.
He finshed licking my hand swallowing the last bit “Did I go to hard? You’ll let me know right?” He nodded bringing his head up pecking me “it’s perfect.”
I don’t really think hendery has a small peepee but, ya know. Anyway I hope you like some hendery humiliation. ∩^ω^∩
