Overstimulating sub Hongjoong to all hell with your hands and mouth then forcing him to fuck you.
He’s whining like a bitch in heat, poor boy is so overstimulated he can’t even think straight. But he wants to be good so bad, doing what he’s told even when it’s too much
warnings: smut under the cut so mdni; established relationship; sex toys, restraints, blindfold, gag, sub joong, dom reader, orgasm control/denial, cock slapping, crying, brief oral (m receiving), nipple play/biting, is there such a thing as precome play? now there is; aftercare
word count: 1.8k
divider by @cafekitsune
a/n: hi, this is softevie reposting my own fic because my last acc got termed 🫠if you followed me on my last acc, please follow this one for future works💕
It’s getting increasingly harder to stop yourself from bringing him over the edge. The sight of him lying before you, so open and vulnerable, is nothing short of a temptation straight from hell. Or a gift from heaven.
His forearms are brought together over his head by wide leather restraints (firm, yet smooth and soft, sure not to leave any traces when he goes to work), which are in turn chained to the metal frame of your bed. A soft black blindfold clings to his face perfectly, preventing him from seeing any of your moves, the anticipation of your next touch making him squirm. The firm rubber bar between his teeth is not letting him close his mouth completely, drool escaping both corners of his lips, while he’s sobbing so beautifully for you. His abdomen is tensing rhythmically, covered in a shiny sheen of sweat.
His legs are spread open so invitingly, displaying his hard cock resting against his soft stomach. You wish you could just make him cum over and over again, with no time in between, but you pace yourself for both of your sakes. You know he enjoys this just as much as you do. You know he sometimes wishes he could just be your good little toy forever instead of bearing all of that responsibility on his shoulders.
“Aren't I being nice to you?”
You reverently run your palms over the soft skin on the insides of his thighs, and he’s so sensitive that even this light touch is causing him to sob and shiver. His whole body trembles, making his aching cock jump a little.
You’ve played with him for so long already, there’s an impressive pool of precum on his stomach, his bellybutton overflowing with it. You dip your fingertips in it and bring them to his puffy pink nipples, just as sensitive from your play as the rest of him. When you lightly squeeze them with your fingers, he starts whining and thrashing on the bed, almost knocking into you with his knees and even more precum dripping on his stomach. The chain rattles against the bed frame when he strains his arms.
“What’s wrong, baby?” you coo and let go of his rosy buds.
He sniffles wetly, and you can tell that the blindfold soon is going to be soaked in his tears. He tries to say something through the gag, but it’s barely coherent. His mouth moves when he tries to swallow the spit but can’t help the way it escapes his mouth, running down his face and onto the pillow under his head.
“What’s that, hun? You want to cum?”
He nods frantically and sobs again.
“Hm…” you pretend to think, smoothing your hands down his sides. “Just hold on a little more, baby.”
He sighs resignedly as you lean down and gently take one of his nipples in your mouth, the bitter taste of leftover precome exploding on your tongue. You make sure to be gentle when you suck on it, and he moans softly, thrusting his hips up, trying to rut against you, or anything, really; that’s how desperate he is. You move your lips lower to bite and suck at the supple flesh of his chest under the nipple, squeezing the other one with your hand.
After you’re sure there will be a noticeable mark on his chest, you push his hips down to the bed with your hands and lean away, sitting between his legs and admiring your work. There’s no feeling better than having him beneath you like this. While he’s writhing on the sheets, you smile to yourself thinking about how the tip of his overstimulated leaking cock reminds you of a bright plump pink berry, creating a beautiful contrast with his honey toned skin.
Something comes over you and you do the thing that wasn’t on the menu tonight, but his surprised gasp is worth it. You lean down to press slow kisses along his length, making sure to keep the touch light as to not end this too soon. It’s warm and firm under your soft lips, his scent making your head spin and in a moment of weakness you want to abandon all of this, take him in your mouth and then have him inside. Instead, you take a deep breath and pull yourself together; but not before giving his cock a slow lick from the base to the very tip, which earns you a pretty whine from him.
You bring your hand up and gently tap the head of his cock with your fingertips a few times before lifting them slowly, watching a string of sticky precum stretch and eventually break off, causing him to thrust his hips up again in search of friction. The chain rattles again, like an alarm of his desperation. You take him in your hand and press the tip of your thumb into the wet slit, rubbing it insistently, enjoying all the different sounds you pull out of him. You crave more of his soft cries and whines. The blunt nail of your thumb digs into sensitive skin and he cries out, voice highest it’s been this whole session. You wonder for a second what the neighbors are going to think. Well, it’s not like you and Hongjoong ever tried very hard to keep your preferences secret anyway.
You shush him and rub soothing circles on his sides with your palms.
“It’s alright baby. I’ll give you what you need now.”
You pick up the pink vibrator lying on the bed next to you, turn it on the lowest setting and lightly press it against his aching cock. He sighs and very predictably thrusts up to rub against it but it’s just not getting him there. The soft vibrations are just enough to keep him in this perpetual state of stimulation, but with no release in sight. His frustrated whimpers are music to your ears.
“What’s wrong again? Is this not enough for my baby?” He shakes his head side to side, and you know that if he wasn’t wearing a gag, he would be pouting his hardest right now. “You can’t come like this? Are you sure?” He nods, whining and trying to swallow again, the sound of it mixing well with his wet sobs.
“Alright, well…” you sigh, contemplating while your other hand goes to massage his balls rather roughly, making him whimper. “I suppose, you’ve been a good boy tonight…”
He fights against the gag between his teeth to get the words out.
“Yeth.”
“You deserve your reward.”
“Pleath.” He breathes out, the promise of release making him all giddy.
“Do you want my hand or the toy?”
He’s silent this time and his cheeks grow even pinker than they were before.
“Both?” You gasp in mock surprise, and he nods weakly, ears red. “Greedy boy.” You lightly slap his cock and his whole body jolts with a cry. You watch it bob against his stomach, messy with unfathomable amount of precome and try to stop your mouth from salivating so much.
Even though you just reprimanded him, you bring both the toy and your hand to him. You situate yourself securely between his legs, turn the toy on the middle setting and press it to his tip. He moans loudly as his body goes tense. You wrap the other hand around him an start moving it applying the pressure you know he likes best. He’s full on crying now and chanting “please, please, please” through the gag, hoping you will actually let him come this time. You keep the pace of your hand and pressure of the vibrator steady until his breath catches in his throat.
When the orgasm finally arrives, it hits him like a freight train; he arches his back off the bed and clamps his legs together, trapping you between his thighs. Thick viscous ropes of milky cum shoot across his abdomen and chest, almost reaching his chin. You remove the toy, still softly moving your hand through his orgasm.
“That’s it, good boy, look at you.”
He comes for so long with his whole body taut like a bowsrting, you even get a little worried.
When he’s completely spent and you’re sure his oversensistive cock has nothing left to give, you move your hand away. He collapses back to the mattress, catching his breath.
Still sitting between his legs, you turn your head to the side to kiss his knee and run your hand down his thigh.
“Hold on, sweetheart, I’m going to clean you up, okay?” you murmur into his skin.
He manages to hum in agreement and you get up to grab the pack of wet wipes from the nightstand. You clean him up as gently as you can before discarding the wipes into the little trash bin next to the bed. After that, it’s time to remove the restraints.
You sit on the bed next to him and you take the gag off first, unclasping the little belt on the back of his head, and then put it on the nightstand. He sighs in relief, finally swallows properly and licks his lips. You caress his cheeks and the corners of his mouth, which are slightly sore.
“That’s it, baby, you’re okay,” you coo placing loving pecks on each corner of his mouth.
Next are the restraints on his arms, which you fist unchain from the bed frame and then remove from his forearms to place next to the gag. You rub his wrists even though they’re not really sore, and run your palms over his arms. When you slowly remove the blindfold as well, your heart clenches with affection when his puffy red eyes meet yours.
“Hey,” he whispers.
“Hey,” you reply, petting his hair with your hand. “You’re with me?” You caress his cheeks, wiping his tears away.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” He smiles up at you. He pulls you down by your t-shirt into a gentle kiss, his warm dry lips moving against yours.
“You did so well, honey,” you move away shortly to mumble into his lips before going back to kissing him.
“You too,” he pecks your lips. “Thank you for doing this, you’re so good at it.”
You lie next to him more comfortably and go back to slowly making out.
“No, thank you. For being such a good boy for me.”
omg ateez has been on my mind lately also but mostly hongjoong 😩 anywayyy I just CANT get the image of like a really sensitive and Whiney hongjoong out of my head like imagine you just feeling him up giving him the slightest bit of attention and he’s whining and moaning making all these beautiful noises somtimes he’s to loud so he takes his bottom lip in between his teeth squirming and trying to stay quiet but like I said your only feeling him up so imagine how he sounds when you really get into it- uhhh this was not supposed to be this long loll😅
oh god, he'd be so sensitive
all you have to do is place a few touches here and there, not even sexual yet and he's all red, looking at you with the neediest fucking eyes
the neediest, cutest little "please,"
just barely touching him, ghosting your hands all over his body. hands brushing along his thighs and stomach and pecs and his already hard nipples that make him gasp and whine from the smallest of touches😩
he tries. tries his very, very best.
to not cum so soon. to not shiver and squirm and push himself farther into your touch. to not moan so loud the risk of your neighbours hearing is a very real possibility.
especially because you're still barely touching him. you haven't done anything and he already whimpers, feeling his body heat up and his heart race, skipping beats when you decide to press down just a little harder.
"i-i can't!"
your smirk has his teeth clamping down on his bottom lip, looking up at you with wide pleading eyes.
how were you supposed to resist?
and if he wasn't struggling to keep his cool before, he definitely can't when your tongue glides over him, wet and hot and feeling so deliciously good as you circle his nipples, alternating accordingly whenever he gets just a touch too loud.
fingers digging into the flesh of his thighs, the sting and the prospect of them leaving marks making him all the more loud.
his whines and whimpers and moans and keens like fucking music to your ears as he loses all concept of decency, throwing the idea of trying to hide how good you make him feel out the window.
arching his back up into you, hiccupy gasps and little mewls, fingers digging into your scalp in a way that hurts but you don't particularly care at the moment.
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Hieeee. I just saw that you were doing ships. Could you ship me with someone from Ateez? I'm a big fan of guys crying 😊 (dacryphilia)
sure man, someone else sent an ask w ateez and dacryphilla so even tho i still think san i’m gonna go w hongjoong. something about that boy makes me think he wants it h a r d and he’s not going to let you stop until he’s in tears. iconic.
send me a group and a kink and i’ll ship you w a member from that group!