: The Way He Is Scared To Hurt The Reader - Tumblr Posts

— breathe with sub ! jeongin 💭

🏷️ dom!reader, sub!jeongin, petname “baby,” safe choking (nobody’s hurt), a little bit of angst, practice safe sex everyone❕

he feels guilty for discovering this. he feels scared and disgusted while looking down at you. his hands trembled on the sides of your neck.

he can’t believe he liked choking.

you looked so hot to him with your back against the bed, but still demanding. even if he was usually on top, choking removed that control for a moment. he wanted to see you fucked out for once. 

the idea that you could be breathless and still be the central force fucked with his mind.

“y/n,” he whispered, voice shaky as sweat dropped from his forehead. “no, god, i-i can’t.”

“jeongin, baby, what did i tell you?” your hands snaked up until his hair. you played with the strands by his scalp, something that always calmed him down ever so slightly. he relaxed in your hold.

you kissed his nose. “we can try. i’ll tell you if something’s up or if it’s too much.”

“no, i can’t hurt you, a-and it’s…”

“dangerous?” you finished his sentence, making him pout.

“here, i’ll teach you how to do it safely.”

jeongin’s eyes sparkle at that.

your hands trailed down his arms and you grabbed his wrists. you guided them onto the skin of your neck. his palms warmed up against your throat.

“you put your fingers here,” you said, placing them against the sides of your throat, around the points of your arteries. “when you squeeze, it should be more like pressing.”

“try it yourself.”

jeongin hesitated, but relaxed when your hands kept his wrists in place. the tension surged back in: he applied the slightest pressure on your neck. your eyes flutter shut, but you don’t struggle. he stops the moment your eyebrows furrow.

“d-does it hurt?” 

you inhaled and shake your head. “you want this.”

“but i feel bad,” he retorted.

“but i feel good,” you reply. “you can’t hurt me.”

you prompted him to try again. the pressure builds slower and his gentle hands meld onto your neck as if he was made to hold it.

your voice rumbled. he caught a moan in your throat. you’re safe, you still have the reigns and the control. jeongin stopped before you could lose it.

the moment your troubled expression softened with a gasp of air, his entire body shook. jeongin rutted his lower half against yours instinctively, making you smile.

you run a hand through his hair again. “we can research more about this later. good job.”

the breathless giggle, although tired and hoarse, was reassuring, beautiful, menacing.

it’s exactly what he wanted.

“can…you do it to me next?”