noona’s pet; kim youngkyun
Requested: no Words: 1800+ Warnings: smut, pwp, sub!hwiyoung, dom!reader, edging, orgasm denial, hickeys, handjobs, oral (sort of), noona kink A/N: I had tons of ideas for this one but I forgot them on the way >_<
Soft pants echo through the room as you run your nails across your boyfriend's body, who's currently sprawled on the bed, his hands handcuffed to the headboard, a black blindfold over his eyes, naked and completely at your mercy. The prettiest sight you've ever seen.
His breath hitches as you scratch his chest, and you notice how much he's struggling to hold back his moans – you've forbidden him from making any sound, and he's trying his best not to disobey; he doesn't want to let his noona down, after all.
«You're loving this, aren't you?» you ask, when you see his cock twitching under your touch.
Biting his bottom lip, he nods.
«Use your words, pet.»
Youngkyun squirms at your words, releasing a choked out moan as you lightly slap his thigh.
«Y-Yes, I-I love it.»
Once again, you slap his thigh, harder this time.
«I-I love it, noona.»
You hum in content, glad that you didn't even need to tell him what he did wrong before he corrected himself. He truly is doing his best to please you, and you couldn't be happier; all the time you've spent training him is paying off.
«Good boy» you coo, your fingers lightly grazing over his crotch, still not touching him enough for his liking. «Will you behave for me tonight, pet?»
«Y-Yes, noona. I-I'll behave.»
You hum, pleased with his answer. You run your finger up and down his sides for a minute, goosebumps forming on his skin as you barely touch it, before moving to his neck and, finally, his lips, softly running your thumb on it.
«Suck it.»
Parting his lips, he takes your finger into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks as his tongue circles around it. You allow him to play for a bit, before removing your thumb and inserting your index and middle finger inside his mouth, causing him to moan as he enthusiastically sucks and licks them. You push your fingers further down, accidentally hitting the back of his throat in the process and causing his gag reflex to kick in.
«Sorry» you whisper, removing your fingers.
He shakes his head, licking his lips as he stretches his neck to follow your hand's movement, eager to get more.
«It's fine, I liked it.»
Maybe, you think, maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to have him suck on them a bit more. You know he likes it, after all, he always has. Making up your mind, you command him to open his mouth once again, and then slowly push your fingers inside once again. He immediately starts licking them, trying his best to please you. As he moans, louder this time, you start moving your fingers in and out of his mouth, going a bit deeper each time, not stopping when you hit the back of his throat, making him gag again and again.
«I thought I told you to be quiet» you say then, removing your fingers from his mouth, causing him to whine, and lightly slapping his face – not hard enough to hurt him, but enough to startle him.
«S-Sorry, noona. It felt too good.»
Even if you wanted to, you couldn't be mad at him. He looks so pretty like this, needy and thirsty for you, for your touch, willing to let you do whatever you want to him.
«Do you have any idea what you do to me?» you ask, rhetorically, and, as expected, he stays quiet. «You make me wanna destroy you, pet. I wanna do so many nasty things to you, you can't even imagine.»
He whines at your words, squirming on the mattress as his cock twitches at the sole mention of what could happen. You're tempted to hit him once again, since he's decided to not stay quiet anymore but, there again, you can see he's so excited that he's on the verge of begging and, maybe, that wouldn't bother you too much. On the contrary, you'd love it.
Your mouth latches onto his neck, sucking on his skin as red spots follow wherever your lips go.
«I wanna mark you, let everyone know who you belong to.»
Your teeth graze on his sensitive skin, before you start sucking again, causing him to moan louder and louder. He loves it, and so do you. In that moment, neither of you cares about who might see those hickeys tomorrow, nor what they might say after seeing them. The only thing you care about is filling his neck with as many red spots as possible.
«I wanna eat you up.»
Your lips move to his ear, biting his lobe before blowing hot air right into it. Your tongue follows shortly after, as he writhes under you. Then, you move to his jaw, peppering it with kisses and, occasionally, a few licks, before finally reaching his mouth, latching your lips onto his – already parted, waiting for you – as you kiss him.
The only sound you can hear once you pull away from him is your pants as both of you try to steady your breath. Then, before he manages to, your hand closes around his neck, lightly squeezing it. He lets out a choked out moan as your cold fingers press against his skin, his lips parting in order to get as much air as possible. You keep on releasing the pressure and putting it back on for a couple of minutes, smirking when you notice his cock leaking and twitching every time you squeeze his neck.
«You're not going to be quiet anymore, are you?» you ask, as another endless string of moans falls from his lips.
Youngkyun shakes his head, biting his lips as he fights the urge to just be loud.
«Alright, then.»
Releasing the pressure from his neck, your hands move to his chest, twisting and pinching his nipples as he whines. Scratching his chest once again – to which he moans – you move to his abdomen, where you can see a small pool of precum right above his cock. He feels boiling hot under you, almost feverish, and you know he's loving every second of it. The sharp inhale that leaves his mouth as soon as your fingers touch his member only proves it to you further.
«Do you think you deserve this?» you ask, slowly moving your hand along his length.
He frantically nods, trying not to raise his hips just to get a bit more of friction. So desperate, just the way you like him.
Grabbing the lube from the bedpost, you squeeze a generous amount of it onto your palm, warming it up before touching his cock once again. Hissing, he tries to relax as your hand wraps around his member once again, moving up and down in such a slow pace that is probably going to drive him crazy in the shortest time possible. Your fingers lightly graze over the tip, red and swollen, and he cries out your name, bucking his hips to follow your hand. You do it again, several times in a row, loving the way he squirms to get away from your hold – because you're teasing him too much for his liking, and he's sure he can't take it much longer. Your free hand ends up on his abdomen, pushing it down and trying to keep him still as he wiggles around.
«N-Noona» he calls, his voice cracking as he tries to get your attention. «P-Please, please, m-more.»
His begging does nothing but get you even wetter, making you want to keep going even longer, but you have other plans for him. You give him a few, quick pumps – making him moan as soon as you do so – before slowing your pace down and start teasing him once again. As you expected, he whines, struggling against the restraints as he tries to buck his hips up.
«Behave, pet» you coo, taking your hand away from him.
He whines again, desperate at the sudden loss of contact. When you start jerking him again, he does his best not to move around too much, but you can clearly see he's already on the verge of orgasm and, in a few minutes, he won't be able to control his movements. He does, indeed, buck his hips relentlessly, trying to fuck your own hand but, as he does, you take your hand away once again.
«Ngh... w-why?»
«Because I wanted to, pet.»
You don't know how long you keep on teasing him like that, bringing him closer and closer to his high and then denying it, but you know that, at a certain point, warm tears start rolling down his cheeks – despite that, though, the safe-word doesn't leave his lips, so you continue.
After the fifth – or, maybe, the sixth – you decide to, eventually, give into him. The relentless begging has finally convinced you and you're ready to grant his orgasm. Speeding up your movements, you coo at him, telling how much of a good pet he's been, how proud of him you are and that he's allowed to cum, but your words are barely audible, considering how loudly he's moaning now. His breath hitches in between moans, as you keep on jerking him – occasionally slowing down your pace to tease him a bit more – before he stops moaning altogether, his mouth open wide in an “O” shape. Then, a few seconds later, you can feel some warm and sticky substance running down your hand, deep grunts coming from his mouth, toes curling as he reaches his orgasm. You allow him to ride out his high, slowing down your pace before stopping your movements completely.
«T-Thank you» he says, trying to catch his breath, a smile already forming on his lips. «It was amazing.»
Leaning over him, you take the handcuffs off, and then the blindfold, watching as he squeezes his eyes before slowly opening them, trying to get used to the light. Taking his wrists in your hands, you gently massage them, placing soft kisses on them every once in a while, causing him to sigh.
«You did so well, love» you praise, laying down next to him, allowing him to rest his head onto your chest. «Did I hurt you?»
He hums, shaking his head.
«You could never hurt me, you know that» he says, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck.
Your arm around his broad shoulders, you gently caress his naked skin, sending shivers down his spine as you do so. You stay in that comfortable silence for a while and, before you can speak again, you notice Youngkyun has already fallen asleep, his warm breath steady against your skin. You're just as exhausted as he was, and it doesn't take long before you follow him, joining him in a peaceful sleep.
As for your still lingering arousal, you'll think about it once you wake up.
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