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all-about-kyu · 4 years ago

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Genre: smut, hint of fluff MINORS DNI MATURE CONTENT AHEAD

Pairing: master!Jungwoo x fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT, BDSM, dom/sub dynamic, rough sex, unprotected sex, several kinks (master/sir, corruption, toys, sadism/masochism, dirty talk, degradation, praise, marking, choking, pseudo-exhibitionism, overstimulation, pet names, dacryphilia, impact play, brief movement restriction), oral (m/f receive), thigh riding, throat fucking, subspace, dom!reader at the very end PLEASE TELL ME IF I FORGOT SOMETHING!!!!

Word Count: 7.3k

For the Love and Debauchery Collab hosted by @immabiteyou and @ncteaxhoe

You sit in your living room with your friend, bored out of your mind, not sure what you need to do or want to do at all. A truck pulls up outside your house - someone mentioned something about a new person moving in next door but you paid it no mind. Although your best friend was beyond excited about this new neighbor, she was hoping and praying that this would be a hot boy around your age. She begs you to take her next door to meet your new neighbor and eventually you cave. You make your way down the stairs toward your front door, your friend is beyond giddy to meet this person. Her hopes of it being a cute boy are far-fetched and you know that but you can’t crush her hopes like that. You sigh and laugh at her puppy-like energy as she runs out the door trying to catch up to her.

As you reach the door to your new neighbor’s house, your heart starts to race slightly as you go to knock on the door. What you don’t expect is for your friend to be right. A very attractive young man that seemed to be your age answers the door. He wasn’t wearing a shirt either, which had you extremely flustered. His jeans and his jacket matched with a grey and black marbled pattern across the entirety of the fabric. His jacket was wide open revealing his well-defined abs. Why he didn’t have a shirt on, you had no idea but you weren’t complaining one bit. As your eyes travel lower, you notice a rather thick belt plain black with a large silver buckle that was almost begging to be undone by someone. You take note that this belt also had two prongs on it rather than one which makes it more of a sturdy belt than others you’ve seen in the past. His face and body don’t match one bit which completely baffles you - he has the face of a puppy, innocent-looking, and the body of a god. You would’ve stood there longer drooling over him had your friend not nudged you to break your trance.

“See something you like, princess?” he smirks leaning against the door frame. “Did no one tell you that it’s rude to stare?”

“S-sorry, we just wanted to come by and welcome you to the neighborhood,” you smile awkwardly. “This is my friend, she convinced me to come to talk to you.”

“Aww were you scared to talk to me, baby?” he says, cocky attitude shining brightly

“N- no, I just liked staying at home not worrying about anything,” you stutter again “Anyway, I’m y/n, your neighbor. If you need anything, I’m a door away,” you say.

“Anything?” he smirks again “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“He’s totally into you,” your friend says as soon as you reach your house again.

“No, he’s not, he’s just a prick,” you scoff. “He was just being rude.”

“Yeah, and calling you all those pet names,” she argues, rolling her eyes. “He called you princess for god’s sake, y/n! You should jump his bones. You’ve been so grumpy without getting dick on the regular.”

“I am perfectly fine, thank you very much,” you scoff at her. “I could get some if I wanted but I don’t right now.”

“Bullshit,” she snorts, raising an eyebrow. “I’m getting Jungwoo‘s Snapchat and giving it to you.”

With that, she was off before you could protest.

By the time she had returned, her smile was wider and brighter than the sun, practically bouncing towards you. She tosses her phone in your direction, signaling that her mission was a success, and reaches for yours, plugging the information into your phone.

“Go look at his story, love,” she giggles. “Alone. I figured out why he’s so damn flirty.”

Once she had left, you opened your phone, curious what your friend was talking about. You search his account name and watch his story. The only picture on it was him in that damn outfit and posed against a wall. The caption is what catches your attention - Going live on Instagram in a half-hour dolls. See you then. You couldn’t help yourself, you sent Jungwoo a chat asking for his Instagram so you could join too.

You: hey, um, could I have your insta? I kinda wanted to join your live

Jungwoo: Oh? Are we curious now, princess? Very well, it’s @jungwoo_kim

You: thank you Jungwoo

Despite your curiosity, you decided to avoid checking out whatever Jungwoo was doing on his livestream and go about your day, but as the next few days passed, you realized that your new neighbor would leave at weird times and arrive back at his house at even weirder times. Other times, his music would be blasting to the point that you almost called the police for a noise complaint against him. At this point, you believed that there was no other explanation for his weird behavior other than that he was a vampire or something not human. Eventually, you finally decided to talk to him about it, but of course, he wasn’t home when you went over there. It was 9:30 pm, not a single reason as to why he should be gone at this time, so you left a note at his door saying you wanted to talk to him. The ball was now in his court - it’s his move to actually address the issue that was presenting itself to you.

The next day around dinner, a knock came to your front door, and as expected, there stood Jungwoo in an outrageous outfit that wasn’t suited for the public in any way. You simply watched, staring at his marvelous body until he cleared his throat to catch your attention.

“You wanted to talk to me, princess?” he asks.

“First, stop calling me that,” you say, pointing at his chest. “Second, can you keep it down? I’m trying to sleep over here and all I can hear is loud music or smacking sounds. I don’t care what you get off to. I just don’t want to hear it.”

Jungwoo smirks, leaning against the doorframe. “It’s not what you think, pretty. That’s work that you hear at night. If you’re so curious about it, then why don’t you join my stream later? I’ll be wearing that outfit you loved so much the first day we met.”

“I-I don’t want to do that, for all I know you’re gonna do something freaky on camera.”

“I don’t do it for Instagram, you silly girl, only for my personal use if my partner likes that stuff,” he corrects you. “Just join if you’d like to find out some more, yeah?”

You find yourself nodding as he walks away.

Eventually, the time came for his livestream, and for no reason, you decided to dress presentably and put some makeup on even though you know he won’t be able to see you. You open the app, finding that he is still dressed in that god-forsaken outfit from earlier, unapologetically having the jacket wide open, watching the screen as people flood into the stream with you. An expression of confusion quickly flickers across his face as he scrolls back in the comments. Once he finds the one he was looking for, he smirks.

“I see my princess has made it in here, one of the first ones too,” he chuckles, reading all the comments that suddenly appear. “Who’s my princess? Oh, are you dolls curious? She’s my pretty neighbor.”

Staring directly into the camera now, his eyes capture yours. “Princess do you want to come over here?” he asks you directly.

You type your answer into the comment section, hoping he’d see it immediately. Of course, your response is yes. Once he sees it, he nods, telling you to come over. You have no idea what he did for a living or why you were so excited to see him, but you were. Once you got to his house, you knocked on the door, receiving an answer of it already being open. Nervously, you walk through the door and instantly are in awe of his already well-decorated home. He’s still paying attention to the screen in front of him when you approach, turning his head to look up at you from his place on the chair. His hand is outstretched, signaling for you to take it as he pulls you onto his lap.

“Say hi, princess,” he grins, wrapping his arms around your middle. “I actually just met you earlier this week so I didn’t expect you to come over here so eagerly,” Jungwoo chuckles.

“H-hi, I don’t really wanna say my name, but I’m his neighbor and you might hear me once in a while when he goes live,” you shyly stutter.

“Princess, you don’t know what I do for a living, do you?” he asks.

You shook your head in response.

“Would you like to find out?”

“Y-yes, please.”

“Are you sure about that, love? It’s… unconventional.”

“I want to know. I’m curious.”

He turns his attention away from you and back to the phone, where almost everyone was protesting his departure. He says that he will be back at some point but he needs to show you how he makes his money. Turning off the livestream, he guides you off his lap and leads you to sit beside him on the fluffy couch.

“We need to have a conversation first, doll. It’s gonna seem invasive, but I promise it’s for work stuff,” he warns. “Are you a virgin?”

You gawk at him. “H-how does that relate to work? I mean, I’m not, but how does that relate at all?”

“I’m a professional dom, doll. The official term is a Master, but you get the idea. I dom people and they pay me for it.”

“So you’re a prostitute?” you ask. “Not that that’s a bad thing, I just don’t understand.”

“No, silly,” he says, taking your chin in his hand. “I don’t fuck them, just dom them without the sex. I only fuck people I want to outside work. You just happen to be one of those people.”

“Me? But you just met me.”

“Doesn’t matter, princess. I know what I feel and I know I want to feel you.”

“I-not yet,” you say nervously. “I’m really attracted to you too, but I want to get to know you first. Maybe we can try something not too intense though?”

He nods. “Very well, princess. I haven’t set up my personal room yet but I can probably bring some things out and begin setting up in the basement. Stay here while I set up some things.”

He calls you down to where he is once he feels that everything is as ready as it can be. You make your way through the kitchen to where the door to his basement is. When you get to the bottom of the stairs, you’re faced with two doors. The first is wide open, showing a billiards area and a bar, the other tightly shut. You call for Jungwoo once more, hearing him call back to you through the shut door. Pushing it open, you find him still wearing his clothing on the lower half of his body, but his jacket is now missing.

“Come here,” he orders, beckoning you towards the couch. “There’s going to be more later, but for now, where do you want to start?”

“What can we do?”

“Hmm, I can start with me talking all nice to you or absolutely filthy. I can teach you how to be a good sub for me, anything, you tell me.”

After a moment’s pause, you make the choice. “C-can you do the first two? I’ve never experienced anything like what you do. Teach me, please.”

Shifting, he adjusts his position. “First rule, princess - you address me as sir or master, nothing else. Understood?”

“Yes…sir.”

“Rule number two - you say thank you when I give you something or say something nice to you,” he says, pulling you into his lap, eyes locked on yours. “Rule three - when I’m mean to you, you don’t resist. Bratty behavior will be punished.”

“Yes, sir. M-may I move? I’m feeling really needy,” you admit with a blushing face.

“You want to get yourself off by dry humping me?” he scoffs. “Slut, you think I’ll just give in and let you do that? You have to work for it.”

“How sir?” you ask, trying to move anyway.

He smacks your inner thigh as soon as he realized you had begun moving against his hardening member. “Knock that shit off before I punish you. You earn it by showing me what a good girl you are and sucking me off, then you get to have your own pleasure.”

“Yes sir. Thank you, sir” you answer, obediently sinking onto your knees in front of him.

You reach for his chunky belt, undoing it slowly. You couldn’t help but reach out and run your hands along his abs, causing him to let out a deep sigh but not doing anything to stop you. Once you were done being enamored by his beautiful abdomen, you moved your hand back to his jeans, undoing the button and zipper. You gently run your hand over his stiff member, teasing him slightly to which he growls out about how he’s gonna punish you if you don’t behave. Releasing his member from his jeans, you nearly faint at the sheer size of him. You had no idea how you’re going to fit it all in your mouth. Cautiously, you bring him closer to your lips, gently kissing the tip and giving it small kitten licks.

“You better get on with it before I fuck your throat,” he growls at you.

“S-sorry sir, I’ll do better” you apologize, a chill running down your spine at his tone.

You take him as far as you can in your mouth before your gag reflex kicks, throat tightening around him and forcing you to use your hands to reach what you can’t take in. Your pace gradually moves from slow to rather fast as his groans and moans grow louder with his degrading words accompanying them. Occasionally, he praises you for taking him so well, but his filthy words do more for you than his sweet compliments. After a while, your jaw began to hurt and you whined around him as a plea to let you take a break. Luckily, he grants you this wish with the promise of continuing to get him off, letting you continue stroking him. Just as he’s about to cum, he forces himself back into your mouth with a low groan.

“Let me see, pretty girl,” he orders.

You opened your mouth to show him his cum resting on your tongue.

“Good little slut, swallow. You’ve earned it, so come get off on my thigh, baby.”

You immediately jump back into his lap and situate yourself on his thigh after stripping your lower half. As soon as his skin meets yours, a small whimper escapes your lips. He places his hands on your hips, gently pulling them towards him and back, the friction delicious. You whimper and whine as a smirk appears on his face at how responsive you are. Eventually, he moves his hands from your hips to grip your ass, further accentuating your movements against his thigh.

“Look at you, baby,” Jungwoo growls out. “Making a pretty little mess of yourself on my thigh like a whore.”

“Sir,” you whine. “Want more, please.”

“More? I think I’m giving you plenty. I give the slut what she deserves,” he chuckles at your desperate state.

“Please, sir! I’ve been so good,” you beg, burying your face in the crook of his neck as you grow closer to your high, your gasps growing louder.

“Fine, you can cum when you want to. Just let me know first, okay?” he says, a hint of softness in his voice.

“Thank you, sir!” you moan out against his shoulder. “I-I’m gonna-”

“Go on, baby,” he encourages with a slap to your ass. “Show me what a mess you can make for me.”

You spasm in his lap as your orgasm washes over you, reaching out for anything to ground yourself as the pleasure floods your body. You find your hands being held by Jungwoo, his voice whispering gentle words in your ear that he was right there and he wasn’t going anywhere. Once you come down from your high, your face becomes flushed at the realization of what happened and you once more bury your face in Jungwoo’s shoulder as a way to avoid talking to him or looking at him. He nudges you gently with a chuckle, but you don’t budge. You just wanted to enjoy the moment and move on.

“Princess, we need to discuss what we are before anything else happens,” he reminds you with a sigh. “This was not for work and I’m not making you pay for this. I don’t do this stuff for work, the getting off part, that is.”

“C-can we continue this in the future then? I’ll be your personal sub if that’s okay” you shyly ask, finally looking at him.

He nods. “We can do that, princess, but are we just helping each other out, or do you want to be something more?”

“I want to be yours,” you mumble out.

“You already are mine, my pretty sub. Did you mean something else, doll?”

“Don’t make me say it out loud,” you whine into his neck.

“Is someone jealous that I’ll be doing this with other people?” he coos. “Damn, I must’ve been good if you want to stick around.”

“I promise I won’t get jealous when you do work-related things, at least not too much,” you say.

“Don’t worry about the jealousy part, I find it hot,” he smirks at you. “Does that make you my girlfriend now?”

You blush at the term, eyes searching for something else to look at as he laughs, rubbing gentle circles into your skin.

Over the next few weeks, you find yourself spending most of your time with Jungwoo, almost completely ignoring all outside events. Of course, Jungwoo would disappear for work once in a while and you were still getting used to that, but it’s bearable for now. Sure, you could’ve probably spent the time focusing on your studies a bit more, but you couldn’t get enough of him even when he was away for a few hours. In fact, you didn’t even realize just how much time you were spending with him until your friend reached out to you to get brunch together and whined about you being missing for the past few weeks. You readily agreed to meet her for brunch, since you had a lot to catch her up on.

Things between you and Jungwoo were more than sex. You spent the night at his place a couple of times and he had surprised you with breakfast. Other times, you would cook a nice dinner together and wake up in the late morning, cuddling and talking about whatever came to mind. This morning, however, you wake up to an empty bed and no smell of food from downstairs. You were still sore as hell from the night before, but you managed to get up and start your adventure of finding him wherever he disappeared to. You searched all of the upper and ground floors, not finding him anywhere. Realizing that the basement was the only place you hadn’t checked, you carefully made your way downstairs, hoping to not disturb him if he was busy. It’s not that you were afraid of the space, you just knew that you won’t be coming back upstairs for at least an hour if he was in the mood.

“Babe,” you call out. “Are you there?”

“Yeah! Are you coming in?” he replies.

“Nope, we both know if I go down, there’s no coming back up. I have plans for brunch and I’m not letting you distract me,” you say.

“Please,” he begs. You can practically hear the pout in his voice. “I’ll clean up later, I promise.”

You sigh. “Fine, you’re lucky I like you.”

Pushing the door open, you walk into the familiar room you had been in several times the past few weeks. The first thing you see when you walk in is your boyfriend kneeling down to pick up some clothes from last night. You blush furiously at the memory of what you two did, all the things he said to you, all the things you did to each other. You finally meet his eyes as he looks over at you with a smirk on his face. He’s always been one to tease you even after everything was over and done with, poking at you just to see you turn red and get shy. It was what he did best, after all.

“Is there something wrong, baby? I told you I’m just cleaning up down here,” he says. “Oh, can you collect the toys so we can go clean them in the sink later? I’ll take care of the sheets and clothes for right now. I just hope nothing’s ripped this time.”

“Sure,” you answer, moving to pick each one up as you make your way through the room.

“Which toys did we use again? I can’t seem to remember,” he teases.

“Um, we used one of the dildos, a vibrator, a silk tie, and u-um,” you begin to stutter as Jungwoo begins to approach you.

“What else, doll? Don’t let me distract you, remember?” he chuckles.

“M-my collar and tail, sir,” you say, the name slipping from your lips suddenly.

“Sir? We aren’t doing anything right now, princess. Why are you calling me that, hmm?”

“Got intimidated and felt the need to be good,” you explain in a quiet voice.

He comes closer to you and holds your chin in his hand, forcing you to look at him. There’s a predatory look in his eyes and you immediately know where this is going. That look only comes out when he’s going to play with you until he sees fit and you submit to him like the obedient sub you are. He was your dom and you were not about to challenge that any time soon.

“You are good, my little kitten,” he says. “Does my kitten want something? Use your words.”

“I want-” you start quietly. “I want you to fuck me.”

“What happened to just cleaning, doll? All I did was ask you which toys we used so I knew what we were cleaning later and now you’re begging to get fucked,” he smirks.

“I want you, master. Please?” you plead, looking at him with big eyes.

Jungwoo gives in. “Alright, pretty girl. Go lay down on the bed and I’ll be right there. I need to get a few things.”

“What do you need?”

“Curious as ever I see,” he teases. “We’ll need a new silk tie for those pretty wrists of yours and the belt.”

“But I’ve been good! The belt’s only for when I’m bad,” you say, voice rising slightly in panic.

“I know doll but I’m feeling kinda rough today” he chuckles sadistically.

You nod at him as he walks off to the closet to retrieve the aforementioned items. That familiar feeling returns to you, the butterflies in your stomach that may explode at any moment purely out of excitement. You of course listen to his order to get on the bed, the sheets were still the same as last night but right now you couldn’t care less about that. You should probably tell him that it needs to be quick because of your plans with your friend but you know he’ll just drag it out more if you do say something. He would take his sweet time making you fall apart for him just because he knows you have other plans. You crawl up onto the bed finding your normal place on your back waiting for him to return. By the time he returned to the bed you swear you’ve soaked through your panties even more than you already had.

“Kitten, I told you we were using one of the belts. How am I supposed to turn that pretty ass of yours red if your laying on it?” he taunts again “Bend over the bed pretty girl, and take those panties off you don’t need them anymore”

You do as your told and get up and lay your upper half on the bed facing away from him. You both love and hate when he uses the belt on you, shit hurts but it hurts in the best way possible. Your ass was always sore for at least two days after he used the belt on you but you loved how it reminded you of all the dirty things he would do to you. He would always treat you so gently the days following him using it on you and you loved how he babied you.

“How many are we doing today? Ten? Fifteen? What do you think doll?”

“As man as master sees fit” you breathe out.

“That’s my girl, how about fifteen this time?”

“Yes sir” you almost whimper

“Make sure you do your counting baby”

“Of course master”

Not too long after he brings the belt down against your skin causing a slapping sound to resonate through the room, followed by your counting. This process repeated several times until tears started to run down your face slowly as the stinging became more intense. This started happening around the seventh smack of the belt he let down on your ass.

“Just eight more baby, damn, you look so pretty when you cry for me”

“T-thank you sir” you pant out

He gently rubbed the globes of your ass causing you to hiss in slight pain. After doing so he picked up the belt again and began to strike you again. After the final one, he dropped the belt to the floor and immediately checked on you. You were fine, it stung of course, but all you needed right now was to have your brains fuck out. You notified him of this and the first thing he did was look down at your glistening folds. He brings his hand to your core running a finger between the folds causing you to whine. A growl is sounded from his throat as the realization sets into just how needy you are.

“On your back. Now.” he snarls

“Yes sir”

“Actually princess, let me lay down, you’re riding this time”

You obey yet again climbing on top of him once he was settled on the bed. You take his member in your hand and pump it a few times before lining it up with your center. Slowly, you sunk yourself onto him with a whispered whine. His hands instantly find your hips guiding you to bounce on him. You let him lead as he always did, the way he guided you only turned you on more. You continuously whined and moaned out different words or incoherent noises while Jungwoo stayed quiet for the most part other than the occasional moan or groan. You knew at this point you were going to be late to brunch but you couldn’t care less. Jungwoo was the only thing on your mind, the only thing you could think about was the way he fucked you, your mind was clouded with him and his actions. At that moment your phone rang, you wanted so badly to ignore it but of course, Jungwoo had other plans.

“Answer it, baby”

“No, don’t make me. I just want to feel you right now.” you protest

“Don’t be bad, do what master tells you,” he warns

Rather than argue and get in trouble you do as you’re told and grab your phone off the table beside the bed all the while you continue to bounce on your boyfriend.

“Hello?” you answer in a shaky voice

“Girl where are you? I’ve been here for fifteen minutes” your friend questions from the other end of the line.

“I, um, ahh- I overslept” you accidentally moan

“Baby you can’t moan right now, be quiet and talk to your friend” Jungwoo whispers to you

“Girl are you okay?” your friend asks “Why did you just moan or something?”

“I stubbed my toe getting out of bed.” you blatantly lie

“Alright well hurry up I’m hungry”

“Ahhh-” you moan again “Y-yeah I’ll be there in like thirty minutes”

“Thirty? Why so long?” she complains “and why the fuck are you moaning” she gasps “Are you getting dicked? Why did you answer my call if you're getting fucked?” she asks slightly disgusted

“Answer her baby,” Jungwoo says a little louder

“Hi, boy fucking my friend! I’m hanging up now, have fun!”

“B-bye” you gasp “I’ll be there in thirty minutes I promise”

“I’ll give you an hour just cause I’m a nice friend,” she says before hanging up

You throw your phone at the foot of the bed now focusing on your boyfriend again. Your legs began to grow tired so you let him take over for you from here on out. He thrust up into you at a rough fast pace you knew was so he could reach his high. You let out some of the loudest moans and whines you ever had as he brought his hand down against your already sore ass.

“Look at my pretty little slut, so good for me. So tight and warm. Such a pretty fuck toy for me” he spits out

“Yes sir, just a fuck toy for you to use whenever you please.” you reiterate

“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum” he warns “You gonna let me cum in that pretty pussy of yours? Stuff you full with my cum?”

“Yes master!” you whine “Fill me up! I’m close too.”

Not too long later Jungwoo paints your walls white with his seed causing you to topple over the edge of your own orgasm with a loud cry of his name. As always he holds you close to him reminding you he was right there for you to hold. The post-sex haze you were in with him was filled with praise and sweet nothings. He always does so to make sure you knew he didn’t mean the nasty words he would say to you. He held you there in his arms for a good fifteen minutes before you told him you really needed to get ready for your lunch with your friend. You attempt to get up from the bed to no avail. Instead, you find yourself falling back onto the bed due to your wobbly legs. Jungwoo just laughs at you and offers to carry you up to the bath you so desperately wanted. You oblige and let him treat you like a princess until it was time you had to go.

“Girl you have a lot to explain” was the first thing out of your friend’s mouth when she saw you.

“I know I do” you sigh

“Who is he? What is he like? What does he do for work?”

“Um.. remember my new neighbor”

“No fucking way”

“Yeah, we're dating now. He’s really sweet, and it’s a little complicated…”

“What do you mean complicated? Please don’t tell me he’s a married man”

“No! God no, he isn’t married. Um, he’s a master…”

“A master?”

“He’s a professional dom, he doms people and gets paid for it. He doesn’t fuck them or anything he just gets them off, I’m the only one he fucks”

“Well damn, that means he has to be pretty kinky huh?”

“Stop it!” you blush

“What?! Am I wrong?” she defends

“No, not at all. My ass hurts so bad right now you have no idea.”

“I don’t want to know the details.” she gags “Just that you’re being taken care of”

“Don’t worry I definitely am”

Throughout your lunch, you talked about everything and nothing at the same time. You caught her up on your love life, work-life, all of it. She’s completely invested in your life with Jungwoo and what you're up to in general. You stayed out with her for a good while before you realized that you needed to head home to do your weekly movie night with Jungwoo, most times it devolves into making out or having sex but your body is too exhausted from earlier to even think about fucking him again tonight. Although you know that you’re probably going to end up doing something because you always do. Honestly, your favorite thing to do is to warm him. Just have him inside you just resting. You feel close and safe just having him inside you in some way. As your mind wandered you realized she was trying to get your attention.

“Your mind is already at home so I’m just gonna let you go back to your lover boy.”

“Oh, um, alright I guess I’ll see you soon” you smile at her.

“Princess, which movie are we watching tonight?” Jungwoo questions you

“I don’t know, um, can we watch The Princess Bride?” “Again? Baby, we watch that last month.” he chuckles

“But it’s such a good movie,” you whine “please baby?”

“Fine, but I do want to ask you something” he smirks

“I’m too worn out from earlier to fuck you again, that’s not happening. I want to enjoy the movie”

“I wasn’t going to suggest sex, baby, just for your to warm me,” he explains

“Warm you how?” you play innocent “I can cuddle you all night long”

“No, no, I want to have that pretty mouth wrapped around me. Can you do that for master, love?”

You nod at him “Promise you’ll let me enjoy the movie still”

“Of course! I won’t distract you but you might distract yourself” he smirks again

Without another word said Jungwoo puts the movie on and lets the first five or so minutes play out before he pulls his cock out for you to warm, you immediately wrap your lips around him and let yourself slowly take him further into your mouth. You stay that way for a good while before you signal to him that you need a break. Graciously, he grants you the break you desperately wanted and you rest your head on his shoulder for a few minutes before going back to warming him with your mouth. About halfway into the movie you simply can’t focus, all you can focus on is the weight of your boyfriend’s cock in your mouth, and how badly you want him to fuck your throat. You know you told him that you just wanted to watch the movie this time but now you regret saying that, all you want is for him to use your throat the way he always does. Slowly and subtly (so you thought), you began to move your head up and down on him. This doesn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend in the slightest.

“Princess, what do you think you’re doing? I thought you wanted to watch the movie?” he sighs

Instead of answering him you simply bob your head more obviously and hope he catches your drift. He aggressively pulls your mouth off of him by your hair, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his still hard cock.

“I asked you a question slut, and I expect an answer.” he bites

“Want you to use my throat master.” you gasp as he grips your hair tighter “Please, use me.”

“Hmm, my pretty pet wants to be used? Didn’t I use you enough earlier? Or are you just that much of an insatiable whore?” he questions, never letting go of his grip on your hair.

“I’m master’s insatiable whore,” you reply “please, use me”

Without another word, he forces you back down onto him and thrusts up into your mouth. His degrading words only turn you on more and more. You gag and choke around him repeatedly as his thrusts grow more aggressive and deep. The noises that resonate from your throat are lewd and so dirty sounding but you couldn’t care less, you were pleasing your master and that’s all that mattered.

“Look at my pretty little slut taking whatever I give her, taking master’s cock like it’s her job.” he moans out “Always so good for me. Always so warm and tight for me.” You gag around him again as he forces you down further on him and holds you there. You don’t dare make any voluntary noises just to be safe. He’s been really rough with you recently, and you love it, but you can’t handle any more roughness than he’s already giving you. His grip on your hair only tightens as he thrusts more into your mouth, the noises he’s making only turn you on more causing your panties to become drenched in your arousal. You knew he would gladly return the favor, it was just a matter of how and when. Would he wake you up with his mouth or fingers? Would he make you ride his thigh like he has been ever since your first encounter? Any way he chooses you know will make you topple over with pleasure, you have yet to wake up by him pleasuring you and god you want it so bad. You have woken him up with a blowjob which ended in a long morning tangled in each other.

“Baby” he groans “I’m gonna cum. Are you going to let me cum down that pretty throat of yours?”

“Mmhmm” you hum around his member.

Not too much longer his thrusts become erratic and uneven, he then releases in your mouth and you hold it there knowing what he would ask you.

“Such a good girl, let me see.”

You open your mouth showing him his cum on your tongue, he pushes your chin up for you to close your mouth. This was a signal to swallow what he gave you and to not waste a single drop of it. Once you had swallowed you open your mouth to show him that you had done as he requested. He pets your hair in a soothing manner and pulls you up into his lap holding you tight against his body.

“You did so good baby, my precious angel.” he begins aftercare “What’s your color?”

You simply whine in return to his question.

“Ahh okay, you slipped,” he holds you closer to his body “don’t worry baby, I’m right here. Let’s get changed for bed and we can cuddle until you come back to me.”

He gets you into the bath with him trying to coax you out of your dazed state. He didn’t mean to send you into your subspace, he knows what to do, but it always takes a bit before you fully come back and it always worries him. You just whine as you lose even the slightest amount of contact with your boyfriend as he gently washes your hair instead of holding you against him still. He helps you relax some in the bath to the point that you’re verbal again but still very much so in your subspace.

“Hi princess, how are you feeling?” he worries

“‘m okay, really want to be with you though.” you softly mumble out

“You are with me silly girl, we need to get out of the bath though, I don’t want you getting all pruned up.”

You nod in return still not wanting to lose contact “Alright but promise cuddles all night?”

“I promise princess. I love you so much”

“I love you more” you respond finally feeling a little more back to yourself.

“Come on pretty, let’s head to bed, it’s getting late.”

“Maybe I should just walk back next door to my house. After all, that is where all my stuff is” you tease

“About that” he starts “come move in with me.” he bluntly states

“W-what Jungwoo we’ve been together all of a few months, are you sure about that?”

“If it’s about you, I’m 100% positive” he smiles

“I mean I’m basically here all the time, I practically live here already. What’s the harm?”

“Really?! You’re saying yes?” he enthuses

“Mmhmm, once my rent is up I’ll move in.”

After a few years, Jungwoo asked you to marry him and you happily agreed. Now here you are finally married to the man you originally hated for all the things you love him for now. Explaining to your parents what he did for a living was an interesting event within itself. You simply had to lie to them and say that he worked a regular office job rather than what he truly does to make his money. He had told you he had a surprise for during your honeymoon but you had no idea what it could possibly be. Recently he had been much more adventurous in the bedroom (or in your case sometimes the basement) which is much more interesting, to say the least. You’ve become more bratty as of late and he wasn’t having any part of it. He’s brought out the riding crop which is so much worse than the belt, he spits on you, which was surprisingly very hot in your opinion, he’s fucked you to the point of crying on multiple occasions. He’s done so much to up his game more than you knew he could and you have no idea what he could possibly do to you during this honeymoon that could top what has already happened.

“You ready for Monte Carlo baby? A whole two weeks to just us, no distractions, no work, just us” he sings

“Of course I am! Two whole weeks with no one but my husband” you smile at him

“I still have to get used to that one, I’m your husband. I’m yours forever and always.” he pulls you closer into his arms “And, you still have a very big surprise waiting for you in Monte Carlo”

“Can I please get a hint?” you beg

“Just that it’s something very new to both of us.”

After a very long flight, you find yourself in the hotel of your honeymoon resort, it’s late at night and you have a gorgeous view of the ocean from your room. You still have yet to receive this big surprise that your husband keeps nudging at. You’re practically on the edge of your seat with anticipation. You ask him over and over for this gift, but he never gives it to you. ‘Who said it would be a physical object?’ he told you causing your mind to reel with other ideas of what it could possibly be. Eventually, your impatience worked in your favor and he offered you another hint.

“It’s something in the bedroom,” he stated simply

“It’s nearly 10:30 at night, can you please give it to me now?”

He walks toward the bed and lays down, you stand in front of him with a confused look in your eyes. He just gets comfy in his place and beckons you closer to him. Confused you find yourself sitting by his thigh, before you can ask what’s going on he begins to speak.

“So, I’ve been thinking, and it’s about time we explored something completely new.”

“What do you mean completely new?” you ask him skeptically

“Take care of me tonight, dom me,” he explains

“D-dom you?! Are you sure?” you’re in complete shock he offered this.

“Well think about it, if you’re good at it you can join me in my line of work. We could dom a pretty baby together.”

“Hmm, well then baby boy you better buckle up cause you’re in for a long night.”

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