Caught (with one hand) - Yugyeom Got7
first fic im posting on here. not really sure how to fo the CW's so plz lmk if what I listed is good/bad, or if I'm missing anything, tyy
Basically a fic inspired by that vid of Gyeom catching a bra on stage with one hand.
Pairing: Got7 Yugyeom x AFAB reader
CW: unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it), dom/sub play, slight degradation, praises, femm nickname for geyom (princess), choking, talks of BDSM play, very minimal description of BDSM communities and play, after care, porn with little plot (? i think??) also and abrupt ending.
not proofread and also i have dyslexia, so I'm sorry if anything is spelled absolutely terribly
The line outside the building was buzzing with activity. I shifted my weight from one foot to the other as they were already killing me, and rolled my head to stretch.
“I cannot believe you convinced me to line up so early.”
“Uhm, hello? If we hadn’t gotten here at 6 we would have the shittiest views. And I also let you sleep in a bit, so you’re welcome.”
My best friend had begged me almost every day since we bought the concert tickets to camp out the night before so we could get barricaded, but I denied every time. I was not going to be caught dead camping out for a concert, no matter who was playing. The earliest I had ever been to a concert was 2 hours before doors opened, and that only happened because I misread the time.
“Babe, I am literally dying right now.”
The doors were supposed to open about 30 minutes ago, but a staff member came out to announce they would be opening late due to technical difficulties during sound check. I rested my head against the wall and leaned into it, hoping it would help relieve the pressure on my feet, and then I heard the screaming of the people in line in front of us.
“They’re opening the doors!”
My friend and I quickly took off our bags and opened all the zippers to make getting through security quicker, and I pulled the tickets up on my phone. As soon as we passed through security and they scanned our tickets, we held hands and made a break for barricade. We secured a spot on the left side of the stage and took a few pictures of each other to post on our social media. Before we knew it, the venue lights dimmed, and the music that had been playing was cut off.
“Shut up! It’s starting!”
I had long forgotten the pain in my feet as we jumped to the beat and screamed the lyrics at the top of our lungs. My best friend opened her bag as she decided to try and recreate a video we saw from one of Yugyeom’s tour stops before this one on TikTok. She brought a bra to throw on stage, hoping he would catch it.
“I don’t think I can make it!”
I shook my head as I couldn’t fully hear her, and she gestured towards the stage and made an X with her arms.
She nodded, kissed my cheek, and handed me the electric blue bra. I balled up in my hand and waited for Yugyeom to face our side of the stage. As soon as I saw him looking in our direction, I threw it at him, and just like the video, he caught it with one hand. We both started screaming, and he got closer to our side of the stage.
He swung the bra over his shoulder and finished the song while singing to our side of the stage. Once he finished singing, he grabbed the bra off his shoulder and pointed at us.
“I saw who threw that, and you were definitely on a mission.”
I turned to laugh with my friend and saw her covering her face as she was beet-red.
“What did you think was gonna happen, hoe?!”
She giggled and smacked my arm before throwing Yuginger heart.
The rest of the concert went off without a hitch, and someone had even airdropped both of us a video of me throwing the bra, him catching it, and what he said. We lined up fr the hi-touch with the rest of our section, and we let as many people as possible go in front of us in line to be able to be the last ones.
“Hey, the crew wants to know if we’re down for the club after we get out of here.”
I scrunched my nose as I thought about it. I had been up since 4 am, getting ready and waiting in line all day, so I was pretty tired.
“We can get a redbull or something before heading out.”
“Fine, but you’re paying.”
“Obviously, you threw a bra for me, so the least I could do is buy you a drink.”
She winked at me and we both giggled as the line started moving forward. She brought her phone up and we took a couple of selfies before I started editing the video we had been airdropped to post on my Instagram. I saw my best friend doing the same on her phone, and she finished editing before I did and posted it to her account. Her account was public, and she had a pretty big following, so she knew she had to get the video out before anyone else posted it. By the time I had finished editing the video, we were next in line to go in. Luckily, they were letting people go in with the group they came to the concert with, so we didn't have to wait for each other. The staff member made us switch the rings on our right hands to our left hands and had us change our bags also to our left side before she opened the door and let us through.
I grabbed her hand and walked towards him with her.
He put the bra on the table, and my best friend went up to do her hi-touch first, and she quickly stuffed the bra back in her bag before practically running out of the room. My jaw fell to the floor as I realized she had just left me because of how embarrassed she was.
I shook my head as I registered his question and approached the table he was standing behind.
“No, she asked me to throw it for her ‘cause she didn’t think she could throw that far.”
He nodded and extended his hand.
He shrugged, and I shook his hand. The staff started ushering me out as the last 3 people in line behind us started entering the room.
I heard Yugyeom yell after me, but the door shut before I could answer him. I leaned against the wall as I felt how quickly my heart was beating, and I saw my best friend waving me over towards the exit.
“I cannot believe you let me do that.”
She ordered the Uber to the club, and we walked over to the bar in the venue to order some redbulls before we went outside. Once she paid, we waited for the Uber outside and FaceTimed our friends to tell them the bra story. They were all laughing and couldn’t believe we did it, and when we checked, we saw the video was already going viral. Yugyeom had even liked her post, and the hi-touch had just ended a few minutes ago.
“Cannot believe your bra throw is being perceived by so many people.”
I groaned and shook my arms, trying to dust off the embarrassment. We got into the Uber and instantly asked for the aux so we could play the setlist while driving to the club.
“Y’all just came from the concert?”
“And you’re going clubbing? Man, I wish I was still young enough for that.”
We laughed with the Uber driver and vibed the rest of the way to the club. As we were stepping out of the Uber, my phone rang with another FaceTime call, and all I saw on the screen was both of our backs. I turned around to see our friends across the street waiting for us in line to get into the club.
“Get it like boom boom boom!”
We both started crossing the street while doing the choreography for Eve, Psyche, & The Bluebeard’s Wife. The entire friend group was made up of our dance cover group, and we always forced the last to arrive to dance the choreography to that song as a punishment.
We turned to face the security guard and raised our hands.
I nodded, and he did a head nod to me before waving all of us over.
“That was sick as hell, so I’m not gonna make y’all wait in line. Let me see some ID’s y’all!”
“Fuck I am so drunk right now!”
I threw my hands in the air as I danced to the beat, and one of my friends wrapped his hands around my waist to dance with me.
“Girl you are literally stone cold sober what the fuck are you talking about?!”
I laughed loudly at his comment and leaned into his chest with my back.
He nodded, and we started dancing together before one of our other friends grabbed my hand and pulled me towards her. As second nature in our group, I reached behind for his hand, and we all started walking like a line of ducks following the leader. I looked around and realized we were being led to the VIP section.
“Yo, I am NOT paying for VIP!”
“No, we got invited up by one of the tables, we’re good.”
I raised my eyebrow in skepticism and scanned the VIP area. While I looked around, I felt a pair of eyes looking at me, but I didn’t bother checking as I figured it was just the friend I was dancing with earlier.
“Damn, I am definitely not going home with you tonight.”
I whipped my head around at my friend, confused, and he signaled behind me.
I turned to look at where he was pointing, and I felt my pulse pick up.
“That guy is basically fucking you in public right now with the way he’s looking at you.”
Yugyeom raked his eyes over my body and finally made eye contact with me. I scoffed at how bold he was, and he smiled at me before turning to talk to someone at his table. A girl sitting at the table moved closer to him, and he whispered something in her ear. She giggled and tossed her hair over her shoulder. Yugyeom looked over at me, gauging my reaction as I looked on amused. I didn’t know what game he was trying to play, but I knew I was going to win. I turned to grab my friend's hand, and he almost dropped his drink.
He followed me to the VIP dance floor, and we instantly caught the beat to whatever song was playing.
“Are you using me right now?
I nodded as I guided his hands over my body, and he brought me closer. I closed my eyes and threw my head back, trying to focus on the music and not the burning stare I felt from Yugyeom.
“Fucking hell. How bad do you want him?”
“That bad? I love being used.”
My friend shut his eyes softly before snaking his arm around my waist and grabbing me by the throat to kiss me. We stopped swaying to the music and both pulled back for air before he turned me around so my back was against his chest. He grabbed my hair and moved it all to my right side before dipping his head to kiss me softly on the neck as we started dancing again.
“That guy looks like he wants to kill me. I think it’s working.”
It was almost 3 am when half the crew called it quits and decided to leave. I debated on leaving as I was so tired, but I was not going to yield to Yugyeom. The VIP area had become fuller as the night went on, but I could still feel Yugyeom’s eyes on me.
“You should come to our table, bring your friends.”
The girl I introduced to the friend I had been dancing with earlier grabbed his hand, and the rest of us followed to the table. It wasn't until we were almost there that I realized we were being led to Yugyeom’s table. I somehow ended up sitting right next to him, even though I was the last one walking over. He chuckled as he looked over to my friend and back at me.
“You gonna let your little boyfriend cheat on you so openly?”
I rolled my eyes at his comment and, for only the second time tonight, I turned to meet his gaze.
As the words came out of my mouth, his gaze darkened ever so slightly, and I saw him visibly swallow. He picked up his drink and took a swig, looking away from me.
This time, it was my turn to burn holes with my stare. He shivered and cleared his throat before looking back in my direction, but not making eye contact.
“You never answered my question.”
His eyes snapped up at me, and I could tell he didn’t realize I was purposefully playing dumb.
“You didn't. You didn't hear me? At the hi-touch?”
I was about to answer him when the friend I had been dancing with earlier tapped my arm.
“You no longer owe me one. See ya!”
I watched him leave with the girl I had introduced him to and waved at him, signaling him to call me tomorrow.
“Is that the question you wanted me to answer?”
I looked down at his lips, then his neck, and then his eyes. He averted his eyes and shook his head.
He snapped his eyes back to mine and chuckled.
Getting out of the VIP section and to his car felt like an entire military operation, so no one would see us leaving together. I was silently thanking god for the partition in the car as I straddled his lap and kissed his neck.
“That entire thing was a show.”
I trailed kisses up his neck and back to his lips as his hands found their way under my shirt.
“You just….fuck….you wanted me to see that didn’t you.”
We felt the car come to a stop and the front door of the car open before someone knocked on the window. Yugyeom picked me up off his lap and placed me on the seat next to him. He fixed his hair and shirt before turning to me and swiping his thumb next to my lip to take off the smudged lip gloss. He softly ran his fingers through my hair and pulled my shirt down.
“They're gonna drive around the block once or twice and drop you back off here. Someone from my staff is gonna bring you up. You don’t have to come with her. They can take you home if you change your mind.”
He pulled me close and bit my neck softly after kissing me. I moaned into him, and he sighed loudly.
“Fuck…I hope you come up.”
He adjusted his jeans and opened the door to get out. He rushed into the hotel, and the door slammed shut. The partition in the car was brought down, and the driver turned to look at me.
“I’m going to have to make a longer loop, they spotted some saseang fans in the lobby. If you change your mind at any point, let me know, and I can take you home, miss.”
He nodded and started driving off. I looked for something to write my number on in case I chickened out, but I couldn't find anything. As we made what felt like the third loop around the block, I pulled my phone out and opened Instagram to message Yugyeom there. I searched his profile and hovered over the message button. Just as I was about to press it, the car pulled into the parking garage. The driver got out and opened the door for me.
“One of the staff members should be out in a few seconds. If ever you decide to change your mind, one of the drivers will happily take you home.”
I looked at him in disbelief and wondered how often Yugyeom did this for them to have it down to a science.
“There she is. She can take you up.”
I nodded and walked over to a woman in a black suit. She smiled at me softly and gestured toward the door. I walked in front of her and then followed her to the elevator. I played with my bag the entire elevator ride up as I felt the boldness I was feeling earlier evaporate from my body. I suddenly felt insecure as I thought about all the other women who must have been escorted up to his room like this. I shook my head slightly and shifted my weight from one foot to the other. The tiredness I had been feeling earlier in the day started catching up to me, and I sighed.
“Are you the one who threw her friend's bra at the concert?”
“We tried to catch you after the hi-touch, but you and your friend left quickly.”
“Yeah, we were meeting up with friends.”
She nodded and smiled softly at me. I could tell she was trying to make me feel more comfortable, and I worked a little bit as I relaxed my shoulders. The elevator dinged, and she stepped out, and I followed behind her quickly. She stopped in front of a room and handed me a key.
“Room 6584, it will have double doors. You’ll have to walk through a hallway with no door before you reach it. If you need anything or would like to go home, this is my room, or you can go down to the lobby and ask for Aeri.”
She opened her room door and walked in, leaving me alone in the hallway. I shook out my arms and turned to face the way she had pointed earlier. I took a deep breath, cracked my neck, and started walking. I saw the hallway she was talking about with no doors, and stopped about halfway down the hallway. I decided it didn’t matter how many other girls had been instructed on how to get to his room. I was going to make sure he always remembered me. I stuffed the key into my bag and walked over to the door, and knocked. I waited for what felt like forever before knocking again, and the lock could be heard turning, and the door opened slightly.
“Didn’t they give you a key?”
“Wanted to make sure you hadn’t chickened out last minute.”
I pushed past him into the room and took my bag off. I placed it on the entryway table and kicked off my shoes as he closed the door. I turned to face him, and the energy we had left in the car instantly filled the room.
“I would never change my mind on you-”
I cut him off by pushing him against the door and pulling my shit over my head before tossing it behind me.
“Shut up and let me fuck you.”
His cheeks burned red, and he swallowed hard. I pushed his shirt up his chest as he lifted his arms, and I tugged it up over his head. He sighed softly as I traced my hands over his chest and down his stomach. His breath hitched as I dropped to the hem of his jeans, and he licked his lips.
“Tell me why you picked me.”
“What…uh what do you, fuck, what do you mean?”
I started undoing the buttons on his jeans and dropped down to my knees. His hand had a very visible deathly grip on the door knob.
I looked up at him and could see the sweat building up on his forehead. He opened his mouth to say something, but the only thing that came out was a soft whimper.
“Use your words, beautiful.”
He nodded and shut his eyes. I tugged once on his jeans, and he moaned before bucking his hips towards me.
“So needy…are you gonna answer the question or should I let you suffer a bit longer?”
I tugged on his jeans again, and he bucked his hips towards me again.
“I liked how, oh god. The way you just didn’t….how you, oh please, can you just…I can’t even think right now…please!”
He looked at me with tears in his eyes, and I smirked at him. I stood up and grabbed his hand off the door knob. I turned the lock and pulled him down by the back of his neck to kiss him. I pulled away when his kiss became too greedy, and he frowned at me.
“You look so yummy when you’re acting this pathetic and desperate.”
He opened his eyes wider at my words.
He nodded, and I shook my head.
“Use your words, princess.”
I took both his hands and led him further into the room. It wasn't until I turned around that I realized he had a penthouse room, as we were in the living room. The curtains were closed, and I smiled at the idea that had just popped into my head.
“Do you have a good view?”
“Yeah, the control for the curtains is right there.”
He pointed to the small table next to the large sofa, and I let go of him to open the curtains. I stood facing the window as I unbuttoned my jeans and stepped out of them. I slowly and painstakingly took the fishnets I was wearing off before turning back to face him. He stood looking at me, dumbfounded with doe eyes, and I gestured to him to come over.
“You let me know if it's too much, okay?”
He nodded while licking his lips, and I reached for his hands.
“If this is gonna work, you need to use your words. I need to hear you so I know you actually want this.”
I smiled softly at him before positioning him in front of the window and walking over to the sofa, where I plopped down, crossing one leg over the other.
“Finish taking those jeans off for me, sweetheart.”
He stood motionless for a few seconds as the blush on his cheeks deepened, and he slowly tugged his jeans off. He started playing with the hem of his boxer nervously and looked up at me.
“Leave those on for now, princess.”
He played nervously with his fingers and let out an expectant sigh. I narrowed my eyes at him and tilted my head to the side.
“You listen so well, pretty boy.”
A small smile played on his lips, and the obvious tent in his boxers twitched. I seductively dragged my fingers over my leg before leaning forward and taking him in from head to toe.
His voice quivered, and he spoke dangerously soft voice.
“What do you want me to do to you?”
His mouth opened and closed a few times before he shut his eyes and put his hands behind his back.
I laughed in the lowest tone I could manage before standing up to walk over to him.
“Look at you making demands…that’s not how this works, lovely.”
He melted into my touch as I caressed his cheek, and my other hand hovered lightly over his chest. Yugyeom whined as he took a step forward, and I immediately took a big step backward.
“If you want me to touch you, you're gonna have to beg. And I bet you look even prettier on your knees.”
As soon as the words left my lips, he instantly dropped to his knees and looked up at me through his thick eyelashes, desire pouring out of his gorgeous brown eyes. He took a deep breath, almost as if he was steadying himself, and ran a hand through his hair.
“Please touch me. I want you to. I NEED you to touch me. Please. I need you to do anything to me. So bad. Please!”
He dragged out the last please, which made me throw my head back. If he wanted to, he could make me cum with just his words, but there was no way I would let him know how much power he held over me.
I dropped to my knees and grabbed him by the throat to kiss him hard. I caught him by surprise, and he gasped, letting me deepen the kiss almost as soon as our lips touched. His hands hovered over my body as he was scared that if he touched me, I’d stop kissing him again. The soft noises Yugyeom was making made me burn as I could feel him unraveling right in front of me. I pulled away to catch my breath and leaned my forehead against his.
I opened my eyes to see he was already looking at me with a soft smile.
I pushed softly on his shoulders, and he took my signal to lean against the cold window. He gritted his teeth at the stark contrast of temperature between his back and the window. I straddled his lap and took his hands, guiding him to my back and the clasps of my bra.
“Take it off. You earned a reward for how well you listen, princess.”
He quickly unclasped my bra and chucked it somewhere behind us. He scanned my chest and looked back into my eyes expectantly.
His hands started kneading my breasts, and I leaned into his touch, letting out soft, low moans. I was dripping wet and could feel myself becoming more aroused as he expertly teased my nipples. I gasped as he brought his mouth down to suck on one of my breasts.
“Slow….fucking hell….slow down, baby.”
He picked his head up and kissed my neck with a hunger unmatched by anyone before.
“Want…to be… inside of…you…please.”
I shuddered and started grinding my hips against his hard-on with the fabric still between us as the ache between my legs took over my thoughts.
“Pretty boy, you feel so good under me.”
He tried bucking his hips up at me, but I stopped moving, and he completely stopped moving.
“God, you are so pathetic. Making a mess of things.”
I wrapped my hand around his throat and squeezed the sides of his neck to constrict blood flow and make him feel like I was choking him. His eyes widened, and I let go.
“If I do anything you don’t like, tell me and I will stop.”
I kissed his cheek softly and stood up to take off my underwear.
“I’ve never been choked before.”
“Do you want me to do it again?”
"Of course you do, you dirty little princess."
I signaled him to take off his boxers, and he stood up before tossing them to the side and sitting back down with his back against the window. I straddled his lap and guided his dick with one hand while using the other to steady myself against his chest. I moaned loudly as I dropped down on his lap and adjusted to his size.
He screwed his eyes shut and bit hard on his lip. I could tell he was dying to move inside of me, but I was going to make good on my promise and fuck him.
“You’re so big. You feel amazing. So good, Yugyeom. Sitting so still for me, pretty boy.”
He let a string of curse words leave his mouth, and I wrapped my hand around his throat again. Before I even began squeezing the sides of his neck, I could feel him twitch inside of me, and he let out a couple of desperate whimpers that were almost too soft to hear.
“You’re so pathetic, letting me handle you like my little play thing.”
I started squeezing the sides of his neck, and he groaned before his hips involuntarily buckled up and into me.
“I’m sorry I didn't…I’m so sorry. I wasn't trying to.”
I kissed him again and let go of his throat as I started moving up and down on him slowly.
His moans came out one right after the other with barely any pause between, and his hands pressed up against the window as if he was trying to grab on to it. A few dragged-out whimpers filled the room, and he attached his lips to my neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses down to my collarbone. I reached for his hands and pinned them up above his head and against the window, making him pull his head back. I knew that the only reason I was able to maneuver him like this was because he was letting me. I would never be able to move him around like this normally, with our size difference. His hands lingered over my body as he feared I would remember the power I had over him, and I would instantly stop moving again.
“Beautiful. You sound so…Yugyeom!”
As I picked up speed, I grabbed his hands and placed them on my waist before dropping my lips to meet his. We parted for air, and each time I’d move away, he’d move his head closer, like a dehydrated man looking for a droplet of water. I peppered his face and neck with soft kisses, and he groaned loudly.
I stopped moving, knowing what word was following.
I raised myself off of him, and he sighed softly at the loss of closeness, but he stayed sitting, waiting patiently for his instructions. With his eyelids half open and the dazed look in his eye, I smiled at how good he was being for me.
“You already look so fucked out. Come here.”
It took him a few seconds to stand as his legs were shaking, and when he stumbled forward, I wrapped my arms around his waist.
“Please. I can’t take it anymore. Please.”
I shuddered at his pleading voice, and goose bumps raised all over my skin as I realized how ruined he truly was. Yugyeom took a step forward, making ems tumble backwards, and I laughed at his sudden boldness.
“I will let that slide because of how pretty you sound when you beg for me. Sit there.”
I pointed to one of the chairs in the living room, and he walked over to sit before I joined him.
His eyes widened at those words, and he didn’t leave a second for me to even try and change my mind before he was ravaging my neck with wet, sloppy kisses. He lined himself up and reinestered himself with a harshness unlike anything I had ever experienced, and the animalistic sound that came out of me made him even that much more eager. His hands guided me down his length and back up with a strength he hadn’t shown earlier in the night. I moaned out his name loudly as he started picking up speed. I pressed my hands into his shoulder and dug my nails in as I tried to steady myself. My head went blank, and his gorgeous grunts that were borderline growls sounded miles away. I buried my head in the crook of his neck, craving to be closer to him, and I bit down on his shoulder as he stood up and walked back over to the window, pressing my back into it.
“Oh fuck. Yugyeom, please.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist to give him a better angle as he slammed into me with his hand cradling my head so I wouldn’t hit against the window. His thrusts became quicker and sloppier as he used hsi other hand to stimulate my clit, practicaly sending me over the edge. I held on and tired to hold off on cumming until he was there again. His voice became louder as he moaned with each thrust, and when I tightened around him.
“Where do….fucking hell!”
“Inside. Inside, Yugyeom. Inside.”
I stuttered over my words and arched my back off the window as we both crashed. My eyes rolled back, and my legs trembled through my orgasm as I grasped at his skin, looking to ground myself. I closed my eyes and tightened around him as his name followed out of my mouth, surrounded by curse words and small praises for him.
“You did so well for me. You listen so well. Pretty buy fucked me good.”
He muttered his own string of curse words into my ear, and his breath fogged up the glass more than it already was from the heat radiating from our bodies. He pressed his forehead against mine, and he smiled at me.
“Your legs are still shaking.”
I kissed his nose and nodded at his statement. He shifted his weight to walk back to the couch, and I moaned at the movement he made inside of me as he walked.
He twitched inside of me, sending a wave of electricity through my body, causing tears to spring from my eyes. I had never been this overstimulated after one orgasm, but something about tonight made every touch feel like it was burning through my skin.
His name came out as a prolonged moan when he sat down on the couch, and the position made him sink deeper into me than he was when he was walking over. My legs instinctively tried to close as they kept having small muscle tremors from the remnants of my orgasm. He slowly and carefully lifted me off of him and helped me lie down on the couch. I felt the weight on the sofa shift and watched him walk away and into one of the other rooms. The dim light from whatever room he was in flooded the hallway, and I could see his shadow. I heard him move some things around and the sound of water before he walked back out and over to me.
“You can barely walk, so I definitely can’t.”
We both laughed, and he picked me up and brought me back to the room he was in. The bathroom was huge, with a double-head shower and bathtub that looked more like a small jacuzzi. He sat me down on the edge of the bathtub and reached over to turn off the water.
“No jets, I don't know what that would do to me right now.”
He nodded and grabbed my hand, dipping it into the water to test the temperature. He looked at me expectantly, and I smiled softly, nodding to indicate it wasn’t too hot. He helped me get in before climbing in behind me, placing his legs on either side of me so I could lean back into his chest. His hands ran softly up and down my arms, and I sighed.
“I don’t think I’ve ever had aftercare this good.”
“Yeah, you know. Like when you take care of each other after sex. Checking in, seeing if anyone needs anything. Stuff like that.”
Yugyeom hummed in understanding and reached for the wash cloth and body soap.
“I didn’t know it had a name.”
“Almost everything in BDSM culture has a name.”
His hand paused from lathering up the wash cloth, and he shifted from behind me.
“What we just did was BDSM?”
I giggled at his surprise, and also because I didn’t know he wasn’t in the lifestyle.
He pressed the washcloth on my arm and started massaging me with it, working his way up to my shoulders. I felt him nudge me, so I sat up, and he started massaging my back with it.
“Can you explain it to me, please?”
His voice was quieter this time around, almost as if he was embarrassed to ask.
“Well, for one, I made you beg. And the choking? That isn’t exactly your typical missionary vanilla sex. Also, the degradation, which you seemed to like, was sandwiched between some praise.”
He switched the washcloth to his other hand and continued massaging me with it and allowing me to rest back into his chest as he finished with my back.
“And when I checked in on you?”
“You’re telling me that’s not normal sex stuff?”
“Unfortunately, no. Not for most people.”
I could see his frown reflecting in the mirror directly next to the bathtub. I grabbed the washcloth from his hands and turned around.
I massaged the washcloth over his arms, chest, and stomach before stopping to study his face.
“Was…everything okay with you?”
I feared he may have gone along with me because of how I went straight into a domsub play style without checking with him first. He closed his eyes and relaxed into the bathtub.
“No, I would've stopped you. I liked it, liked you. Like you.”
I traced the veins on his arms, and a comfortable silence filled the room. Only the occasional sigh from him, or me as we took turns cleaning each other up. Yugyeom peppered the occasional kiss on my neck, and I intertwined our fingers when we repositioned ourselves to how we were earlier, my back against his chest.
“Is sex with you always like this?”
“Only when I want it to be and when my partner or partners are okay with it.”
I blushed at his question, as explaining the play I liked to people not in the BDSM community always made me shy.
“What kind of…I don’t actually know what I’m asking. But what was it that we did?”
“Well, at the beginning it was dom and sub play. With you being the sub. Which I am sorry that I did that without checking with you first.”
I shut my eyes as I tried to gauge how he would respond to me apologizing.
“Thank you for apologizing, I didn’t mind you taking control. I actually was very nervous, so I’m glad you knew what you wanted.”
He let go of my hand and wrapped his arms around me before leaning down to kiss my cheek.
“Do you wanna dry off and order some room service? I’m starving.”
“Yes, I definitely need food after that.”
I pulled on the t-shirt Yugyeom had laid out for me as he thanked the room service people who placed the food out on the dining room table. I stayed hidden in his room until I heard the door shut and walked out to see everything he had ordered. He smiled at me as I walked over, and he pulled out one of the chairs for me. He was dressed in a loose t-shirt and his boxers, and I noticed he had cleaned the living room so the staff that came in with the food wouldn’t see my things.
“I just ordered junk food, hope that's okay.”
My mouth watered at the burgers he had ordered, and I reached out to grab one as he sat down.
“Is it okay if I ask you more stuff about the BDSM things you were talking about?”
“Mhmm. What do you want to know?”
We spent the test of the night talking about how I had gotten into the community, and I explained the different types of play styles I had encountered. I told him stories of the sex parties I had been to as the sun rose over the horizon. I explained the aspects of play I had liked and how experimenting is something that is encouraged. We talked about how consent is one of the biggest sacraments in play, and before I knew it, we had traded contact information and were cuddling in his bed.
“Do you have plans today?”
“Probably just gonna crash when I get home, I'm tired.”
As if on cue, he yawned and held me tighter.
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sorry for just ending it like that LMAO lmk what other stuff you wanna see, also I will NOT be uploading constantly, it took me like 2 weeks to finish this because of work
