Fucking pervert
Warnings: subby Yunho. Pervert Yunho😛😛, fem bodily description, no specified agreement on kinky? Like rough sex, heavy sub/dom dynamics, lots of bad words/insults. Slapping, jerking off, cock slapping, idk anymore
An: this was supposed to be longer, but I gave up as I ran out of both motivation and thoughts🙏 writing this on my phone.. Pervert Yunho!!!!😛
Yunho who’s your sweet boy. Your lovely boyfriend of soon a year. The man who raised your standards through the roof and to the fucking sky. Okay sure he’s a bit nerdy, a bit of a weirdo but by Lord it adds to his charm. You watch him ramble about stuff he’s grossly interested in. Nodding along, pouting your bottom lip just right and tracing the edge of your acrylics across his bottom lip.
Yunho who got so awkward the first night you shared together. Empty bottles of alcohol littering the coffee table and clothes scattered around your apartment like your closet had just exploded. Hasty kisses, heavy touches and a.. whimpering Yunho? You looked up on the taller man. Poor guy that had sexted you the nastiest shit ever, is crumbling under your gaze. You stifle a laugh as you shake your head, kissing his pretty thoughts away while dragging him to your bedroom.
Yunho who adoresssss being jerked or sucked off. By lordddd he loves it. Oh my god don’t get me started on under desk support? Or pulling him to some random bathroom while in public because you wanted to. Fuck and he returns the favour. HIS LONG FINGERSSSS!!!! Fuck they’re so pretty, coated in your slick as he pulls them out, making scissoring motions as he admires the way the slick strings between his fingers.
But tonight?
You had gotten home from an emergency meeting. It’s 11pm and he’s up, oblivious to when you’d even return.
You snuck inside in case he was asleep, other than that he’d be wearing headphones and gaming. Sighing as you slipped your shoes off and your ear perked up.
..
A moan? Whimper?
You’re intrigued as you made your way down the hall that seemed far longer than it should be. The whimpers got increasingly louder as you peaked through the half closed door. Yunho scrolling though your instagram? While jerking off? Into your panties? Your USED panties?
You run a hand through your hair as you knock on the door, leaning against the doorframe. He freezes as the whimpers dies down quicker than you could even blink. He doesn’t turn around or remove the hand around his cock. You clear your throat.
“Want a moment alone.. or…?”
He shudders at your tone and he shakes his head. Still refusing to look at you. Too ashamed.
“(Name)… help.. me, please—“
your head falls back as you let out a laugh, walking towards him as you grab a handful of his beautiful hair, tilting his head back against his gaming chair. You hold back from spitting on his face right then and there.
“Jerking off to my instagram? What are you? A fucking pervert or something? Do it yourself. You’ve already got my panties wrapped around your cock”
Scoffing as you let go off his hair harshly. A whimper bubbles up Yunho’s throat. You pause mid-step. Nothing. You keep walking.
Then it hits again, harder this time, voice trembling.
“Please— fuck, I can’t— need you, please, I’ll do anything—”
You turn your head slightly.
“Anything?”
The word hangs heavy in the air.
You glance back, his face is flushed deep, tears brimming, lips parted as he pants like he’s about to fall apart. His hips jerk up helplessly, chasing friction that isn’t enough.
That’s when something in you snaps.
Your smile turns sharp as you stalk back, grabbing a fistful of his hair again and yanking his head back so hard he gasps again.
“Anything, huh?” you hiss against his ear. “Then fucking get on with it.”
Your free hand slaps his thigh, hard enough to make him whimper.
“You wanna come? Beg louder. Beg like the filthy little pervert you are.”
His eyes glaze over as he nods frantically, completely broken, completely yours.
His eyes glaze over as he nods frantically, completely broken, completely yours.
You grin, sharp and wicked, and tighten your grip in his hair until he winces.
“That’s it. Louder. Let the neighbors hear what a needy little slut you are for me.”
His voice cracks as he whimpers your name, louder this time, hips stuttering up like he’s lost control of his own body.
Your free hand snakes down, grabbing his wrist and yanking it away from his cock. Earning a desperate sob from him as he bucks into the air, chasing friction.
“Aw. Poor baby,” you mock, leaning in until your lips brush his ear. “Did I fucking say you could touch yourself?”
He shakes his head wildly, tears finally spilling over.
“No— no, please, please, I need you, I need it so bad, I’ll be good, I swear—”
You cut him off by slapping the head of his cock, sharp and fast, making him choke on a scream.
“Beg harder.”
He sobs now, shameless, hips jerking like he can’t help it.
“Please, please, please— wanna cum, wanna cum so fucking bad, need you, need your hands, your mouth, anything— please— I’ll do anything, just touch me, please—”
You spit on his face before finally letting go of his hair and shoving him back against the chair.
“Pathetic fucking pervert,” you growl. “Jerking off to my pictures like a loser and now you can’t even form a full sentence without crying.”
Your hand wraps around his cock, tight and rough from the start, making him scream your name like a prayer.
“There. That what you wanted? Huh? My hand?”
He nods so hard his head nearly bangs against the chair, face twisted in pleasure and pain.
“Good,” you spit, jerking him fast, ruthless.
“Because you’ll have to fucking do it yourself next time”
He sobs out a yes, already shaking apart in your grip as cum dribbled down his cock. Not even catching a breath before he gets hard again.
How could he not? You had never been this ruthless before. He loved it, maybe even too much.
