I feel like I’m being annoying for sending multiple asks 🥺 but can I request a sub!dowoon begging to be fucked?
You aren't being annoying bby, you can send in as many asks as you want 💕💕
⚠️Warnings⚠️: sub!Dowoon, fem!dom!reader, pegging, rough sex, mommy kink, reader calls him angel not sure if that's a kink or not
Beg For Me
"Please…" Dowoon whimpered as you had his back pressed against the kitchen counter, lips so close to touching his but not quite there. He whined as you pulled away from him for the sixth time that afternoon. You simply smirked before leaning close to his ear, making him shiver as your hot breath hit his skin.
"The boys are over baby. You don't want one of them walking in on us, do you?" He was almost ready to just say screw it and tell you to fuck him then and there. Deep down he knew, though, that he would be mortified and would never be able to look any of his bandmates in the eye again if he let that happen. He disappointedly whined as you pulled away, walking out the kitchen with the drinks his friends had asked for.
Normally, Dowoon wouldn't have been this needy. You were almost always the one to initiate sex, save for days after long practices or the very few times he had accidentally slipped into subspace. This morning, however, he had woken up from his alarm he had set to get ready for his friends to come over so they could practise. He almost didn't remember what he had dreamt about until the uncomfortable strain of his boxers had reminded him. Fortunately the alarm had also woken you up, so as soon as you had comprehended what was going on in the world around you, you decided to help your boyfriend out with his problem.
You had pulled Dowoon onto your lap, letting him rut helplessly against you as you made out with him. You were leaving kisses down his neck, getting ready to mark him before you were both snapped out of the moment by his phone ringing. Originally you both decided to ignore it, but after the third time it rang, your boyfriend angrily answered. The look of anger on his face soon faded into a look of panic as he looked at the clock. You looked over at it too, confused, until you saw the time and threw your boyfriend off of you to get ready. You hadn't realized you had been making out for that long, and now his bandmates were only 5 minutes away. He had opted on taking a very fast, and very cold, shower as you both scrambled to get ready for their arrival.
After everything had calmed down and his friends were all lounging on the couch, Dowoon had still felt the need for your touch, even after the shower. He wasn't hard thank god but he had been trying to steal small kisses from you every time the boys weren't looking. The first time you had pulled away was only because Younghyun had started to turn your way and you knew that if he had seen you both, Dowoon would have been unbelievably embarrassed. You had only realized you were teasing him after you pulled away the second time and heard the almost silent whine that left your boyfriend's mouth. After that you made sure to pull away on purpose, enjoying the thought of Dowoon being a complete wreck for you once the other boys left.
Now your boyfriend was following behind you helplessly, helping you to bring refreshments to your homemade practise room located in the basement. He reluctantly joined the rest of Day6 to finish up practise. They continued to practise for another hour or so before they decided it was over. Dowoon thought that this meant they would go home, but was disappointed when they had chosen to stay a little while more to watch a movie. About halfway through the first movie, you had started to tease him again. He was trying his hardest not to whimper or whine as you lightly dragged your hand up and down his inner thigh, fingertips barely grazing over the fabric of his jeans. About a quarter through the third movie, you had decided to harshly grab his inner thigh, giving it a grim squeeze. He squirmed in your grip, slapping a hand over his mouth to hide the quiet whimper that escaped him. He was rock hard and desperate by the end of the fourth movie, heavily panting with a flushed face and a light sheen of sweat sticking some of his hair to his forehead. Wonpil had turned to him, almost jumping out of his chair at the sight of his friend.
"Oh my god, are you alright Dowoon? You don't look too good." At Wonpil's statement, everyone turned away from the movie to look at your boyfriend with concern on their faces. You had plastered a look of fake worry on your face and grabbed his face in your hands.
"Why didn't you tell me something was wrong, angel? Jeez, you're burning up!" He let out a loud whine as your hand rested on his thigh, but the other boys just thought it was one of pain. You turned to the older boys, standing up. "Thank you guys so much for visiting but I'll take care of Dowoon, alright? I'll update you on anything that happens but we don't want any of you getting sick, now do we?" The boys looked at each other before Sungjin slowly nodded his head in agreement, thanking you for inviting them over before ushering everyone else out of the house. They all left with quick farewells and 'get better soon's. As soon as he heard the door shut, Dowoon reached out to grab you, grinding his hips into nothing. You just chuckled at him.
"Hold on angel, I have to make dinner for you. Help you with your sickness." You said with a tone of fake worry in your voice. He whined loudly as you walked to the kitchen. He stood up, about to chase after you before he thought of something. He let a small smirk set on his face as he quietly walked to your bedroom. He opened one of your top drawers, digging around for something specific. If you weren't gonna pay attention to him, he would just have to make you.
You had finished making dinner faster than you had thought you would. You walked out to the living room, confusion contorting your face as you didn't see Dowoon sitting there. You had thought you would walk back in to see him rutting against the couch or a pillow, begging you to let him cum. He didn't beg often, so you absolutely loved it when he did. You gently placed your food down on the coffee table moving to look for your boyfriend.
"Angel?" You called out, hoping he would answer.
"I-in here." You heard him call from the bedroom. You tilted your head as you made your way to the room, wondering what he was doing in there. Once you had made it to the doorway, your jaw dropped in shock.
Dowoon sat on his knees and forearms, face burning a bright red as he locked eyes with you. The position, however, isn't what surprised you since you had seen him that way countless times. What had made arousal shoot through you was the pretty white panties he had on. They hugged his ass perfectly, and from the angle he was sitting at you could see his hard cock restricted by the thin fabric. The panties were white with lace around the bottom of them, and a cute little pink bow on the back. You walked closer to him, almost drooling at how delicious he looked. He was panting heavily, squirming under your lust filled gaze. He let out a loud whine and gripped the sheets as you lightly ran your hand over the fabric that covered his ass.
"Fuck, angel. You look so pretty like this." He moaned loudly as you ran your tongue over where his hole was through the panties. You chuckled and gripped his ass, making him moan louder. "And so sensitive."
"P-please! Please f-fuck me mama." A shiver shot down your spine at the name as a smile spread over your face. That had been what you were going for. Dowoon rarely called you any kinky names when you were having sex, since he got embarrassed so easily, thus you had been trying to break him. You wanted him to be screaming by the end of the night, since he was never that vocal either. You pulled the flimsy fabric down his legs, tossing it to a random corner of the room. You smirked as he was already shaking and squirming at your touch. You looked to the bedside table, slightly surprised to see your lube and stap on already sitting there.
"You're really needy today, aren't you, angel?" He whimpered before nodding, digging his fingers into the sheets.
"Y-yes! So needy for you mama! Want mama to fuck me till I can't walk tomorrow. P-please mommy!!" You bit your lips and grabbed the lube, squirting some on your fingers before easing one into him. He whimpered at the feeling of your fingers inside him, grinding his ass back into you. You smirked as you sped up your pace, adding another finger after a minute or so had passed. Soon enough you were pounding into him with three fingers, leaning over him to suck and kiss at his neck as he moaned loudly beneath you. He whined louder as you curled your fingers and found his prostate.
"O-oh fuck! P-please mommy!! Please please please please please! F-fuck- Want m-mama to fuck me now! Please! I-I've been such a good boy for you!! Please mama!" He sobbed as he felt his orgasm approaching. You smirked with a hum, pulling your fingers out of him to reach for the strap-on.
"You sound so pretty when you're begging for me angel." He whimpered loudly when he felt the tip of the dildo waiting at his entrance, but whined with a sob when you didn't enter him right away. He pulled his face out of the blankets to turn to you, arousal rising in you as you saw the desperate look on his features. His face was bright red with drool seeping out of the corner of his mouth, his eyes hazy with lust and tears almost ready to fall down his full cheeks. You quickly thrusted into him, watching as he buried his face back in the sheets, muffling the loud cry he let out. You didn't give him time to adjust as you pounded into him, groaning at the submissive moans and whimpers your boyfriend made. His back arched as he moaned even louder when your hand reached down to start stroking his dick.
"O-oh f-fuck! R-right there! R-right t-there mommy! O-oh sh-sh- AH!" You grabbed his hips tighter, pounding into him as hard as you could, making his voice go up an octave as his sounds grew louder and more frequent. "F-fuck!! Gonna- AH- fuck- g-gonna cu-cum mama!! Ngh- OH! O-oh g-god mommy please! P-please let m-me cum!! Please!" He sobbed, a few hiccups breaking through his sobs of pleasure, his hips and thighs shaking in your grip. You smirked, leaving bite marks and kisses down his back before leaning down to growl in his ear.
"Go ahead angel. Make a mess of yourself for mommy." He whined with more tears falling down his face before he opened his mouth in a silent moan, his eyes rolling back in his head as he gripped the now cum soaked sheets. He slumped into the mattress, legs giving out from under him when you pulled out. You lightly chuckled as you turned him over to rest against the headboard.
"Dowoon? Angel? Are you alright?" He weakly nodded as he opened his eyes to look at you. You giggled at how cute he was as his face, neck, and chest flushed red in embarrassment. "No, don't be embarrassed baby. You're fine." He let out a whine as you pushed your lips to his in a comforting kiss. No matter how many times you two had sex, he was always the same flustered, blushy mess afterwards. You were about to move to clean him off, but he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you in a hug from behind.
"Stay…" he mumbled as he gave you a light squeeze.
"But baby, I was going to clean you up." He just nuzzled into your neck more and held you tighter.
"Tomorrow…" he mumbled out even quieter, slowly drifting to sleep. You smiled at your adorable boyfriend, snuggling into him more.
"Alright, tomorrow it is."