#I shocked myself with a few lines lmao sdfjkhf this was fun!

[heartkyeom]

as if

sub!joshua hong x gn!reader

word count: 1k

warnings: sub!joshua, handjobs... that's it that's the plot

notes: I'm trying to get back into writing smut again, so I randomly picked a member and this is what came out of it! I am not sorry for how filthy this is lol- thank you @junhui-recs @multi-kpop-fanfics @flowerwonu and @duhnova for proofreading! as always, I hope you enjoy <3

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“Baby, please, be gentle,” Joshua pants out.

You scoff. “Why should I be gentle with you?”

To be fair, he was in a precarious situation. His wrists were tied up against the headboard of your bed with one of your silk scarves, a forgiving material given the circumstances. He could’ve been struggling against rope instead, but he needed something quick since your anger had overtaken you. 

You straddled his lap, lazily stroking his cock with your hand until he managed to piss you off again, which earned a swift jerk of your fingers up his shaft. He was recovering from the last time you did that, his eyes were screwed shut and he was already losing focus again. You could feel the veins on his dick tense underneath your fingers, and it almost made you feel drunk on power.

Joshua didn’t let you dom him very often, but he knew he was guilty, so you were testing your limits tonight. Whenever you were given the chance to dominate him, you never tried to put him in too much discomfort. It never satisfied you to see him in extreme sexual pain, but tonight was different.

His precum had coated your hand from the endless amount of teasing you’d put him through, but you still weren’t satisfied.

“Because I’m taking my punishment well,” He grunts, looking at you through heavily lidded eyes. That wasn’t true at all, if anything, he was putting up more of a fight than usual. He had simply lost his stamina once realizing how long you intended to edge him.

“You would be taking it better if you stopped fighting,” You suddenly let go of him to gauge his reaction. He seems to stop breathing altogether the moment you do, his eyes widening slightly.

He doesn’t move at all, simply looking at you.

You promptly return to your previous movements and he groans wantonly, his head tilting back until it hits the headboard. 

“See? You did good, baby,” You take your free hand and suddenly graze your fingertips across his balls, you wanted to test just how much pressure would set him off.

He lets out a strangled moan, causing his back to arch off the mattress. “Fuck,” He sighs.

You notice a stray tear fall onto his cheek and it almost makes you feel bad for him. You would actually feel bad if he had waited for you to come home like you asked him to. He knew you were going to give him the head he deserved after a long day, but he got ahead of himself. 

That’s how you first caught him, cum painted against his stomach with a blissed out expression on his face, moaning that it wasn’t what it looked like.

Thus, you had been finding ways to edge him for over an hour now, seeing how far you could take this without letting him cum. Despite the neverending teasing, he still hasn't apologized, so you decided to keep going until he decided to do so.

“Do you have something you wanna tell me?” You try again, rubbing circles into his thigh to try and help him relax slightly.

“I’m-,” He hesitates, stopping to turn his head into the pillow to keep his composure. You know he’s holding himself back as hard as he possibly can, but you needed to hear it. 

“You can do it, baby,” You whisper gently. 

“I’m sorry,” He whispers. His forehead is covered in sweat, droplets from his dark hair dripped onto his face from the amount of stress you were putting him through.

“For what?”

“Shit,” He clutches the comforter with his fists, physically forcing himself flush against the bed with his remaining strength. You let him go through the motions, grounding yourself onto his thighs as he adjusts himself again.

“What was that?” 

“I’m sorry for cumming without you, I was selfish when you promised to take care of me,” He lets the words fall out of his mouth without thinking, desperately blinking tears out of his eyes as he stares at you. 

“Thank you, love. Do you think you’re ready to cum now?” You muster your last semblance of patience to finally grant him mercy.

“Yes,” He wills himself to give you the answer he knew you wanted to hear instead of resisting once again. 

You finally offer him a slight smile. “Good.”

Your face drops when you decide to stroke him much faster than before, you internally choose to send him hurtling into an orgasm. The mix of his broken moans with the sound of the bed gently shaking underneath you made you feel unstoppable, you brought your finger against his tip and he finally cums violently into your hand.

His cum quickly covers your hand, simultaneously spurting against his stomach until his body gradually shudders to a stop. His deep breaths are the only thing that fill the silence. 

You bring your hand to your lips, licking the cum off your hand as he stares at you with tired eyes.

“Stop being so hot or I’ll cum all over again,” He giggles weakly. You finally crawl up his chest to untie his restraints, and he audibly moans from the release of pressure. 

“Maybe that’s what I want,” You tease. You offer your hand to his lips, and he kisses your skin repeatedly until his lips are covered in his own cum. 

You lean down to lick the remaining cum off his lips and force it into his mouth with your tongue, pushing yourself into the first kiss you’ve shared with him all night.

He kisses you feverishly and you know he’s making up for lost time when you feel his hands cup the sides of your face. He moves his hands into your hair, gently taking hold until he feels a moan from you slowly melt into his mouth.

You finally pull away and he looks at you for a moment before speaking up.

“I won’t do that again,” He promises.

“We’ll see about that.”