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little and the beast

member: kim taehyung

category: ddlg, smut, fluff

word count: 3.2k

warning(s): daddy dom!taehyung, little sub!reader, cursing, mention of safe word but not used, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), consensual sex, rough sex, ddlg, degradation, begging, biting, scratching, bondage, hickies, breast play, spit play, spanking (pussy and breast), orgasm denial, creampie, aftercare

rating: 21+

note(s): i decided to rewrite this one because i didn't like how it turned out the first time. hopefully this one is more enjoyable. :)

You're his beloved girlfriend, and Taehyung loves both sides of you: big and small. But one day, he comes home to find you breaking one of your rules. Now Taehyung has no choice but to punish you for disobeying him.

Three rules.

One: Never touch yourself without Daddy's permission.

Two: Use your manners when asking for something you want or would like.

Three: Always use your safe word if you feel uncomfortable or unsafe.

These are what Taehyung set in place for you after your reveal of your little headspace and the little chat that followed afterwards. It took some time to get used to it, of course, since he was unsure how to exactly care for your needs, but he figured it out. For example, when you're little, you have different mannerisms and habits, such as babbling away while playing with your stuffed animals or coloring. Your temper is horrendous too, throwing fits whenever something isn't the way you want or you don't get your way. Your style changes too, dressing in cute, frilly dresses and clothes, making you the adorable, little darling he's grown to love. When you're not in little space, you're the Y/N he's most familiar with, an adult who pretends to have her shit together.

You switch between headspaces often without warning, so much it gives him whiplash, but he easily accommodates to his proper role. It's his job as your caretaker and your boyfriend to love and cherish you the best he can in both states of mind.

Even when you're not little, you thankfully remember your rules.

While Taehyung loves your regular personality, the Y/N he fell for, he adores it when you're little. You're so clingy and talk to him like a young girl, asking him to do things with you, like coloring or watching you play dress up. The power and authority he holds over you is amusing, not only as your boyfriend but as your caretaker too. Especially when you're wet for him, begging for his cock on your knees, wearing his favorite collar and dress.

And since you don't really understand sex when you're little, Taehyung refers to it as 'playtime.' Most of the time, this happens in his bedroom or studio, places you often seek him out for relief. It's one of his favorite things, seeing you beg for him to help you, that uncomfortable bubble in your lower belly.

The two of you mainly have sex whenever Taehyung comes home from work hard, adrenaline and stamina still pumping through him. He adores how you submit to him, listening to you squeal and cry while he uses you like the good cumslut you are, your precious cunt his heaven and hell. You make him feel so good yet so filthy, allowing him to rail you whenever and wherever he desires. Yet you do deny him when you're not in your little headspace, but when you are, you become instantly wet and bend over for him, face down and ass up. One of his favored positions.

Today is one of those days where Taehyung returns from work hard, his cock pounding in his sweats. All he could concentrate on during practice was the events of last night, when you rode him for the first time like a pony. The image of your tits bouncing and your succulent bum clapping against his thighs tortured him, so he wants – needs a second round.

With anticipation, Taehyung steps into the apartment, instinctively looking for you. You're in little space nowadays, which means you greet him with cute hugs and kisses each time he's home. This time you don't, which has him frowning. Closing the door, he sets down his bag and shucks off his shoes. He stays still, listening for you. Then he hears a moan, very quiet and desperate. He stiffens, his features stoning. Silently, he stalks down the hallway and pauses in front of the door to your little room. It's open a crack. Taehyung peeks inside, his jaw clenching.

With your face in the pillow and your pink, frilly dress bunched at your chest, your hand frantically rubs away at your clit, your expression scrunched with desperation and pleasure. Soft noises leave you as you circle your sensitive bud of nerves, your thighs trembling and toes curling in your white stockings. Your panties lie abandoned beside you on the bed, the crotch area soiled with your slick, your hand shining with it too.

Taehyung sighs. He's disappointed to discover you directly breaking your first rule. He had planned on rewarding you for being a good girl last night, but your present display is a great cause for punishment.

One hand tucked in his pocket, he places the other on the knob and opens the door wider, stepping into the room. His features are incredibly serious and cold, his eyes dark. "What are you doing?" he flatly asks. His tone has a stern bite to it, one he knows you hate.

You freeze at the sound of his voice, your head slowly turning in his direction. Your cheeks, originally flushed with arousal, are now reddening in shame. Gulping, you tear your hand away from your sopping center, shifting to sit on your heels and adjusting your dress. You wipe your sticky, dirty fingers on the sheets, then reluctantly twist to face him. You bow your head. You don't dare meet his gaze.

"Wasn't doin' anything," you quietly say in your cute, childish voice. You play with the skirt of your dress, "p-promise."

Taehyung scoffs. How typical of you, trying to talk your way out of the situation when he caught you. This is a common trait in both of your headspaces, and to be honest, it's easier for you to get away when you're an adult. When you're little, however, is a different story. He steps further inside, shutting the door.

"You were touching yourself," he lowly corrects, slowly approaching you like a predator.

You adamantly shake your head. "N-No!"

Quirking a brow at your denial, Taehyung traps you with his arms, hands on either side of you. "Don't even try," he murmurs. "I saw you. It's like you knew I was gonna come home and see you behaving like a slut."

"No, Daddy, I-I promise!" You shake your head once more, your innocent eyes wide with panic. "I didn't, I promise!"

"Then why were you touching yourself?" Your mouth snaps shut, and you look away. He barks out a little laugh. "That's what I thought." He straightens and tugs off his shirt, revealing his gently toned torso. "Do you know your rules?"

Your cheeks deepen to scarlet. "Y-Yes."

He shoves his sweats off. "What's your first rule?"

"N-Never touch myself without D-Daddy's permission."

"That's right." Taehyung combs his hair away from his face and crosses his arms. "And what did you do?"

"T-Touched myself without Daddy's permission..." You refuse to look at him.

"What happens to naughty girls when they disobey their Daddy, hm?" You hesitate. "What happens, slut?" he says stonily.

Your eyes well with tears. "T-They get punished."

"That's right. Now go get what I need. You know what it is."

Shaking, you shuffle off the bed and go to your closet. Taehyung watches you closely while you slide it open and kneel, searching for the item he requested. You return to him with a box in hand. You crawl back to your spot while he opens the box. Your toys beam up at him, all of them innocently pink and adorable. He takes out a sturdy, thick ribbon, snapping it taut.

"Lay down," he orders, climbing on the bed as you obey him, parting your legs for him. Your arms are curled to your chest. "Hands up."

Your lips tremble at his demand. "D-Daddy, no-"

His strict gaze shuts you up. "You know better than that, darling," he says, reaching up and firmly tying your wrists to the headboard, "especially when you've been naughty. Especially when I catch you deliberately breaking your first rule."

"D-Daddy, I'm sorry," you croak.

He shakes his head. "It's too late for that now. You should've thought about this when you touched yourself without my permission. This is your punishment."

You open your mouth to reply, but Taehyung firmly grips your dress by the collar and cleanly rips it in half. A loud wail leaves you, your eyes welling with tears. It was your favorite dress, which adds to your punishment. Licking his lips, he parts the ruined material, freeing your body. Your nipples are rosy and peaked, your chest heaving from the loss of your most beloved dress. His eyes trail down to your pussy, the poor thing still drenched and aching. He thoughtfully hums, dragging his palms along your stockinged thighs, feeling the soft material.

"You look so pretty," he coos, smirking at your pathetic whimpering. You wriggle under his staring as his touch drifts back up to your tits, cupping them. "My pretty princess."

He kneads your breasts, digging his dull nails into your plush skin, pinching your nipples. You softly squeak, arching your back and shoving your chest at him. A little chuckle leaves him. Taehyung hovers above one of the pink buds, collecting his saliva and allowing it to fall from his lips. You gasp when he dips down and captures it, gently suckling and swirling his tongue around it like a lollipop for a second. Then he roughly bites it, and you squeal, jolting beneath him. He peeks at you, seeing your red cheeks and pouty lips.

"Owwie!" you whine. He parts from your nipple to brutally suckle and nibble a patch of skin nearby, soothing it occasionally with his tongue. He continues this until there's several of them circling your nub. You tremble while he admires his handiwork, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "D-Daddy..."

"You know your safe word," Taehyung says. He spanks your tit, making you jump again, and he latches on your other nipple, flicking his tongue around it. He repeats his harsh process just moments before, brutally suckling and nibbling. You mewl at his roughness, tugging at your restraints, squirming. He has to pin you down to keep you still.

After painting your breast to match the first, he parts from you, his dark, dilated eyes flickering over his artwork. Shit, you look so gorgeous now that both your tits are marked purple and red.

"Such a pretty slut," Taehyung coos, aggressively handling the squishy mounds before swatting them. He repeats this, and you moan, curving your spine and perking your chest in his direction. The headboard creeks, and he glances up to find you pulling at the ribbon again.

"D-Daddy, please," you mewl, tears rolling down your cheeks. Taehyung tenderly hushes you, leaning in to kiss you. You whimper against his lips, wriggling just a bit. "P-Please..."

"Please what?" he murmurs. His kisses drift down your jaw to your neck, further and further, down your chest and stomach to arrive between your legs. He licks his lips at the sight of your soaked, pink pussy, your juices leaking from your entrance. He hums lightly, gliding a digit through your wet folds. You gasp and buck your hips, which makes him scowl. He lands a sharp spank on your cunt. You screech. "Use your words, slut."

"F-Fuck me!" you plead. "P-Please! It hurts!"

"What hurts?" His hand drifts along your sensitive center, smirking at your sobbing. For a moment, he rubs little circles on your clit, and in response, you buck your hips. His gentle touch becomes another spank, and you yelp. Tears stream nonstop down your face now. "What hurts? Answer me."

You look away in embarrassment. You absolutely hate voicing what you want, which is why Taehyung makes you do it. "M-My pussy," you weakly say. "M-My pussy hurts, Daddy. Please fuck me. N-Need your cock so bad..."

He thoughtfully hums at your request, his eyes glancing between your legs, tilting his head. You're visibly throbbing, your entrance steadily pumping out your arousal. A bead of it leaks and slowly drips drown to your asshole. He licks his lips again. He wants to taste you, make you cry on his tongue, but you've been naughty. He can't do that now, can he?

"Are you sure?" he asks. "I don't know if you deserve it. You did directly break one of your rules, after all."

You wail and thrash beneath him, yanking at the ribbon. He stares at you, half-expecting you to tap out, use your safe word and make this torture stop, but you don't. Your lips tremble, refusing to utter the one word that'll free you from his actions and smother you with sweet kisses and cuddles instead. He quirks a brow at you, seeing your silent plea in your shining eyes.

You lift your hips. "P-Please!"

Huffing, Taehyung leaves the bed and shucks off his boxers. His cock, hard, thick and long, slaps against his stomach, ready to be stuffed inside you. His tip is flushed an angry red, precum surging from the slit. He spits in his hand, using it as lube. He crawls back between your legs, pumping himself, expertly twisting his wrist at the tip. You greedily drink him in as he drops a pearl of spit on your pussy. You shive, widening your thighs even more.

"Please," your croak, whining and tossing your head back when he glides his cock along your drenched folds. "Daddy, please..."

Taehyung hums in reply, aligning with your entrance, placing a warm hand on your pelvis to keep you still. He slowly enters you, his lips parting in awe. Your hot, wet cunt eagerly welcomes him, your walls fluttering and clinging to him. Your entrance sucks him in, eating him up for all he is. A hiss leaves him once he's fully sheathed inside you, and you whimper, struggling against the ribbon again.

"D-Daddy!" you mewl, tears steadily flowing down your cheeks like rivers.

He gently hushes you, leaning down and capturing your blubbering mouth with his own. You softly moan at his sudden tenderness, and you don't hesitate to reciprocate. The headboard creaks, another signal of you tugging on your restraints. He growls, biting your lip. You gasp as he parts from you, a dark, dominant expression on his face. Tightly gripping your hips, Taehyung starts a swift, sharp pace, his thighs clapping against your ass. His hands move to your legs to keep them separated for him.

"Oh, f-fuck!" you shriek, sobbing, your tits bouncing in time with the rocking bed. "O-Oh my god!"

"Behave, slut," he grunts, focused on the way your breasts jolt as he bucks into you. God, they're so pretty, especially with his purple marks circling your abused nipples. "Stop trying to free yourself and accept your punishment, yeah?"

Whining, you bury your face in your arm, obediently taking his rough treatment without any further retort. Since you were previously touching yourself, you're close to your high. Your loud noises are enough of a clue. Gritting his teeth, Taehyung keeps rutting into you, ripping himself from within you just when you're about to cum. You squeal at the denial of your orgasm, kicking your feet.

"Daddy, please!" you cry, shivering like a leaf beneath him.

He smirks and spanks you, making you yelp. "Remember, princess," he coos, dipping down to murmur in your ear, "you've been a bad girl. I don't think you earned the right to cum."

"P-Please, Daddy!"

He clicks your tongue at your poor begging. "You can do better than that, slut."

"Lemme cum! P-Please lemme cum!" you gasp, pulling on the ribbon again. "I-I'll be a good girl, I promise! I won't touch myself ever again and I'll dop anything you ask. J-Just please lemme cum, Daddy!"

He lowly chuckles. That's much better. He smacks his cock on your clit a few times, watching you jump before slipping back inside you. He resumes his merciless tempo, fingertips digging into your thighs. You screech, arching your back as he snaps his hips back and forth, sliding in and out of you in tandem with your squelching pussy.

Above you, Taehyung spots you circling your wrists. He checks his bondage, only to see the redness of your skin. Sighing softly, he slows down to reach up and free you. Your arms immediately fly around his neck, clinging to him and digging your nails into his shoulders as he resumes his pace. His balls slap against your ass with each thrust, his dick abusing your poor cunt.

"D-Daddy, 'm cumming," you mewl into his ear, warning him. He hisses when you drag your nails down his back, the pain egging him on. "F-Fuck, 'm cumming!"

"Cum for me, little one," he mumbles, angling a bit better, running like a well-oiled machine. His thighs now sting because of the impact against your ass. "Cum all over Daddy's cock like the good slut you are."

You let go instantly. You scream, arching your back and squirming while your body soars with euphoria, your pussy sporadically spasming around him. Taehyung shakily groans, growing sloppy. He slams into you a few more times before stuffing his dick deep inside you, emptying his hot, thick load. You wantonly moan in satisfaction, happily rolling your hips.

Taehyung slumps on top of you, slowly grinding to ride you both through your highs. He pants, attempting to regain his breath, his body hot and cold at the same time. He closes his eyes, using your plush chest as a pillow.

Then he looks up at you with a concerned gaze. "I wasn't too rough, was I?"

You shake your head. "No, but I'm kinda sore."

He frowns. Carefully, he sits up and withdraws himself from within you. Your mixed cum soon follows, leaking and dripping from you like gold. Taehyung tenderly picks you up and carries you to your adjacent bathroom, setting you on the toilet to prepare your bath. While the tub fills with warm water, he adds bubble bath and your favorite bath toys.

After disposing of your ruined dress and stockings, he gently lowers you into the water.

"Relax, princess," he says, undoing your braids. "Let Daddy clean you up, okay?"

"Okay."

He wets your hair and massages your shampoo into your scalp, rinsing and following with your conditioner. You hum, playing with your toys while Taehyung takes care of you. After your hair, he moves on to your body, wiping you down, being extra careful when he arrives at your center. He kisses your cheek to distract you, and you giggle, smiling at him.

He loves this, adores spending time with you and giving you the best aftercare. You are his baby, and he's your caretaker, a teddy bear underneath the beast. Soon you're squeaky clean, and he pats you dry. He dresses you in your favorite unicorn onesie, wanting you to be all nice and warm.

"Let's watch a Disney movie now, okay?" he suggests, changing the sheets and stucking you in afterwards. He hands you your stuffed bear. You beam and nod. "I'll grab you some snacks and your sippy."

"Okay, Daddy!" you chime.

With a loving look, Taehyung leaves for the kitchen, chopping up strawberries and a banana, placing them in a container with three slots. He puts cheezits in the biggest one, then he fills your sippy cup with apple juice, watering it down a bit. He returns to you with your promised treats. You clap your hands in delight.

"Thank you, Daddy," you say as you accept your snacks and drink, popping a sliced strawberry into your mouth.

"You're welcome, baby," he murmurs, lying beside you with the remote in hand. He turns on your favorite Disney movie, cradling you as you nibble away on your cheezits.

While the intro plays, Taehyung whispers, "I love you."

You smile. "I love you, Daddy."

© babiekaykes 2022

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[11:35 PM]

member: jeon jeongguk

category: smut

word count: 2.2k

rating: 21+

warning(s): pwp, fwb, cursing, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), oral (f), choking, spanking, creampie, slight degradation, slight use of daddy, mention of safe word but not used, implied second round

note(s): @playmetheclassics thank you for beta reading this. i forgot to add this when i posted this. ❤️

You don’t know how this happened.

About an hour ago, you came to this party in this obnoxious frat house with some friends, dressed in a skin-tight velvet dress in your favorite color. The hem fell just below your midthigh, the spaghetti straps keeping it in place on your shoulders. The dress emphasized your figure and waist, showing just the right amount of cleavage. You didn't know how many guys tried to sweet-talk you into dancing and joining them in bed.

You stayed sober for your friends’ sakes, to keep them safe, but all that flew out the window when he found you.

You hadn’t noticed him approaching you until his hand found your waist, his lips against your ear, his breath fanning over it while he whispered what he wanted to do to you. He wished to bend you over and rail the shit out of you, your dress bunched at the waist; how he desired to devour you and taste you so badly on his tongue.

Jeon Jeongguk. Heartthrob, wrecker of hearts and pussies.

He was incredibly convincing, and the way he was dressed didn’t help. A white shirt hugged his muscular torso, ridiculous pecs, broad shoulders, and abs. Black skinny jeans clung to his meaty thighs, threatening to burst the seams, his chunky stompers on his feet. Rings sat on his tattooed hand, his veins threading up his arm sleeved in more tattoos. His little kisses on your jaw and behind your ear, his lip ring cold on your skin, his deep, husky voice and playful smirk drove you up the wall.

You couldn’t deny him. You really couldn’t.

So here you are, laying on your back with your dress bundled at the waist as promised, your tits and cunt exposed to the cool air of the borrowed bedroom. Your legs hang over his shoulders, your heeled feet sitting on his back while he buries his face into your pussy. Your hands tangled in his fluffy hair, your wide eyes stare at the ceiling, a moan slipping out of you.

“F-Fuck, Jeongguk,” you croak, throwing your head back when his lips capture your clit, suckling on it like a baby. Your toes curl at his fluttering tongue.

He chuckles, the vibration causing you to jolt. You gasp for air, thighs widening to accommodate his skilled mouth better. You mewl when his tongue prods your entrance, clenching around nothing because of it, and your eyes roll as his attention returns to your sensitive bud of nerves. Sucking in a breath, you peek at him, biting your lip at how sexy he looks with your cunt in his face.

Your hips roll and circle on his receiving and ready tongue, trembling at the stimulation. You hear him hum, rapidly lapping away, your jaw dropping. You softly squeal, your back arching.

“J-Jeongguk,” you manage to say, hissing at his harsh suckling. Your pussy throbs, aching for something to fill you up. You buck against his mouth, tugging on his hair.

“Yes?” he rasps, never ceasing, continuing to tease you. He slurps up your juices, the sound incredibly obscene yet erotic.

You pant, your brain scrambling for words. “N-Need you.”

“Oh?” Jeongguk finally parts from your pussy, lips and chin shiny. You blush while he cleans your mess with his tongue, wiping the rest of it off with his hand. He crawls on top of you, piercings glinting in the room's dim light. His hips slot between your legs, his naked cock nestling against your cunt.

“What do you mean?”

You whimper again at his teasing, arms and legs twining around him. Your lips attach to his neck and jaw.

“N-Need your cock inside me,” you huffed out.

A contented hum leaves him, his callused touch drifting over your body. As you arch into his hands, spreading you further apart, exposing your pulsing center to him. He reaches down to align with you, and your throat tightens in excitement. He needs to push in.

“Jeongguk,” you huff, impatiently dropping your head on the pillow. You lift your hips, attempting to slip him inside, but he pins you to the bed.

“Be patient, little girl,” Jeongguk murmurs, wickedly smirking. Being the little shit he is, he dips his tip inside you, the sudden stretch making you gasp and mewl. Then he withdraws a second later. He repeats this a few times, and you grow frustrated with every passing moment.

Whining like a baby, you pout at him, tired of him teasing you. You stick a hand between your legs to rub your clit, but you’re promptly growled at, hand smacked away. Fingers wrap around your neck, rings cold, and you stifle a moan. It’s his right hand, meaning you have a premium view of his tattoos and veins. Your gaze trails up to his face, his eyes burning with fire.

“What did I just say?” he barks, tightening his grip. You close your eyes and press your lips tightly together, your walls squeezing at the lack of air.

“Be patient,” you echo, dazedly lifting your lids.

“Then do it.”

You slowly nod, your attention flickering to his cock, which he finally slips inside you. A groan leaves both of you as Jeongguk carefully pushes in, your cunt eagerly greeting him, taking him for all he’s worth. The stretch burns deliciously. You gaze at each other the entire time, a little squeak escaping you when he’s fully sheathed within you. You exhale while he pants, his body a tight cord of muscle above you, ready to snap in a second.

“You feel so good,” Jeongguk rasps, his expression the one of a man whipped for pussy. “Fuck…”

You lay there in bliss, your breaths labored. You settle into silence, your panting mixing, the atmosphere heavy with sex and desire. He’s so thick and long, touching all those places you’re reminded of, so full, filled to the brim with Jeongguk’s delightful dick. He’s waiting for your signal, just like the last session.

This isn’t the first time you and Jeongguk have fucked. You’d been so drunk the night you let him rail you, and when you woke up in your apartment in the morning, your body still ached with his touch, his kisses, the sensation of his cock stuffed deep inside you. You hadn’t known his name or face, but the next time he found you at another party, you remembered, and you learned his name was Jeongguk.

And he knew you as the girl with the unforgettable pussy.

“I’ve been wondering where you were,” he had told me, a finger trailing along my jaw, his voice smooth and husky. His breath smelled like alcohol, and he smelled like the forest and fresh air, the musk of freshwater, all mixed together.

“I don’t know you,” you replied, already tipsy.

“No, but your body knows me,” he said. And he was right.

And although you’ve been fucking since then, feelings haven’t gotten involved. Not that you know of, anyway. If Jeongguk feels something romantic for you, he’s been doing a good job hiding it. As for you, you’d be lying if you said your heart didn’t pound harder around him.

“Okay,” you finally say, flopping your arms above your head, elongating your torso. You spot his eyes flickering to your tits for a moment. “Go ahead.”

Jeongguk shifts to his forearms with a grunt, holding steady as he carefully withdraws. A low moan leaves both of you. For you, it’s the emptiness, and for him, the lack of warmth and tightness. Once it’s just his tip remaining, he slowly plunges back in. Your eyes roll, a little whine rippling in your throat. Jeongguk softly hisses, his hands gliding up to yours, twining your fingers together, the action itself sweet.

He keeps this pace for a small while, letting me adjust to his girth. His lips drift over your jaw and neck, his breath hot on your skin.

Soon enough, there’s a mutual agreement between you. You shift beneath him, lifting your hips, and Jeongguk moves to his knees, his hands finding the bed at my sides. He quickens his speed, making you moan. The sound of your skin clapping gently echoes through the room, but it’ll grow louder eventually. Your tits bounce lightly in time with his thrusts, the drag of his veiny cock against your walls so addicting, the ridges heightening the pleasure.

With some struggle, you meet his stare. His jaw clenches, his brows furrowed, teeth nibbling his lip while he rocks into you, back and forth, his balls lightly smacking your second hole. You reach to caress his cheeks, leaning up to kiss him. Jeongguk moans, passionately returning your kiss, his tempo growing slightly sensual and deep. This causes his tip to nudge that sweet spot inside you perfectly, and you loudly whine, throwing an arm around his shoulders.

“Fuck, Jeongguk,” you pant, your feet planted on the bed, now rolling your hips in time with his. He shakily exhales, his nose nudging yours with each movement. “Fucking me so good.”

“Of course,” he groans in response, supporting me with one arm of his own on my waist. “Pussy was made for me.”

You breathlessly laugh against his lips, your pussy clenching around him. Jeongguk grunts, losing his pace for a second to harshly snap into you. You yelp, but your eyes roll, head falling backwards and hanging. His mouth finds your neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses to it, teeth nipping here and there.

Both of you are growing desperate. You know each other too well by now to recognize the signs of eagerness brewing between you. Jeongguk slides out, allowing you to scurry to your knees and turn around. You lean forward on your hands, perking your ass for him as he assumes his spot behind you. This is your favorite position. He gets to see your cheeks jiggle, and his tip will hit that spot so perfectly it makes you see stars.

His cock returns inside you without a hiccup. A little moan leaves you, feeling his hard body against your back. His right hand gripping the headboard in front of you, the other on your hip.

“Ready?” he murmurs in your ear. You nod, biting your lip, anticipating the destruction of your cunt. “Know the word?”

“Uh-huh,” you say, wiggling your ass at him, smirking at the grunt you receive for it. You bite your lip with a smile when he spanks you, humming at the lingering sting. “Come on… Hurry.”

He gently hushes you, starting a slow pace again, just to let you adjust to this new angle. You lightly moan, rocking yourself back into him, your pussy throbbing with every thrust. This tender tempo doesn’t last long, though. You squeal the instant he speeds up, his hips rapidly flying like a well-oiled machine. His balls slap against your clit, providing the poor thing with the stimulation it needs.

“O-Oh, fuck!” you moan, your fingers digging into the sheets while Jeongguk grunts and groans, your thighs stinging a bit from the impact of his own. “God, fucking me so good.”

The tattooed hand on the headboard disappears with a metal flash, joining its twin at your hips. He wildly ruts into you, your breasts jolting in unison with him, listening to him moan and hiss behind you. You fall forward, face meeting the pillow, now fully submitting to him. You hear him growl in approval, and you grin a little while he keeps ramming you like an animal. The quick glide of his cock on your walls draws you closer and closer to that edge you love falling over so much, your body singing with joy.

“G-Guk,” you croak, your hand finding his, tightly clutching one of his fingers as a warning.

“You gonna cum for me?” Jeongguk pants, his voice strained with concentration and pleasure. “Gonna cum all over my cock? Be a good girl and make a nice, big mess, yeah?”

“U-Uh-huh!” you wail, burying your face into the pillow to muffle your growing noises. “J-Jeongguk!”

“Cum for me, slut,” he growls, spanking you again.

“Cum for Daddy.”

That title sends you over the edge. You squeal into the pillow, your body stiffening and locking up as Jeongguk fucks you through your orgasm. His cock is almost too much, making you sob and squirm. My clenching makes him join you in ultimate euphoria, doubling over and nearly crushing you with his weight. His throaty groan has you shivering, but feeling him dump his warm cum in you satiates you. Just a little.

You lightly hum, slowly relaxing beneath him. You lie there, panting and calming down, and you feel his lips ghost over the spot behind your ear. Goosebumps appear on your skin because of it.

“Such a good cunt,” Jeongguk murmurs. You can hear the smirk in his voice.

You softly snort and shake your head at him, shivering when he slowly withdraws from you completely. Your mixed cum shortly follows, hot and thick as it drips down your thighs. You glance at Jeongguk, finding him greedily staring with a hungry gaze.

“You gonna clean me up?” you tease, shaking your ass at him.

He stifles a moan, and you giggle, watching his softened cock harden. You reach between your legs and pet your used pussy. This earns you a whine, and your hand is replaced with his mouth. His tongue drags through your pussy, occasionally flitting over your clit. You moan gently, letting him swallow the mess you both created. His lapping makes you wet again.

You hear movement. Looking down to find Jeongguk lying between your thighs?

“Ride my face?” he breathlessly suggests, his lip ring twinkling with his smirk.

Humming, you lower yourself onto his awaiting tongue.

“Of course.”

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