control || zelo (m)
Pairing: Zelo/Reader Genre: Smut AU: Sub!Zelo Warnings: dirty talk, dom/sub themes, restraining, zelo is basically a power-bottom Word Count: 672
Request: “OMGGGG SUB ZELO PLEASE ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”
Summary: Zelo decides to give up his control.
Junhong’s body trembled on the bed, a light sheen of sweat coating his body as he panted. Usually he would never let you have this kind of control over him, but you finally had the courage to sit him down and tell him your fantasy. At first, he had been apprehensive, a little unsure of what to expect through all of it.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” You whispered, hovering over his face, not unlike the way he would do for you.
You watched a relaxed smile slip onto his face even though you knew he was uncomfortable with his cock leaking against his stomach. He wanted you to touch him so bad, to make him cum all over himself. His cheeks flushed a beautiful pink color at the thoughts that swamped his head.
“Yeah, baby, I’m okay with this-fuck-just please hurry up,” He whined, jerking his hips up into the air, desperate for friction on his cock and growing impatient with your constant teasing.
“Call me Mistress,” You whispered, ghosting your fingers along his member, which twitched beneath the feather-light touch.
Your cheeks felt warm at your own words, unsure if your boyfriend would be willing to take this that far. However, he didn’t disappoint when he whispered the title in such a way that sent heat soaring through your body. You felt powerful, taking control from him like this, it was exhilarating.
Finally, unable to take all the teasing anymore, you stood from the bed, ignoring Junhong’s needy whines as he thought you were leaving him like this; tied to the bed with his cock impossibly hard. Instead, you discarded the only articles of clothing you wore; a matching set of powder blue bra and panties.
You crawled onto the bed again, this time straddling him. Looking down at your beautiful boyfriend, you felt your mouth water. He looked even more fucked out that he did a few moments ago, a deep blush settling across his face and down his chest. His tattoo beautifully on display, the way he trembled when your fingertips ghosted over the ink. His cock was flushed deep red, the head almost purple and a small puddle of precum had drooled out of his cock.
You couldn’t believe how wet this had gotten you, you were positively leaking all over him. He didn’t seem to mind as he attempted to grind into your heat, which he failed to since you were just out of his reach.
“Fuck, ____,” He growls, tone laced with warning. “If you don’t get on with it I will never let you dom me again!”
Pouting at him taking away all your fun, you wrap your hand around his cock, positioning yourself at his tip before slowly sliding down. The stretch, as always, was deliciously satisfying as his size filled you up in no way any other man possibly could. Usually, you’d feel his hands around your hips to guide your pace but seeing as he currently had silk black ties binding his wrists, it was up to you. But being restrained didn’t stop the dirty words he usually spewed from coming out of his mouth.
“So fucking tight, baby,” He growled, grinding his hips up to make his cock brush you g-spot, making you cry out. “Your juicy little cunt is making such a mess for me, Mistress,” He purrs.
Unable to take it, you begin to increase your pace, bouncing on his cock desperately. He lets out moans, always the vocal one, praising you and telling you what to do. Despite it being you supposed to be in control, you know that he’s always the one who’s really in charge. As much as you so eagerly want to dominate him, he’s never going to be able to give up like that, and you’ll never be able to have him beneath you with no power but his words.
“Fuck, shut up!” You cried, stopping all movement, making him whine helplessly. “I’m in charge here, Junhong!”
Junhong chuckled softly, “Whatever you say…Mistress.”