OBSESSIVE FANBOY! CHOSO KAMO X FEM! READER HCS
warning: yandere themes, stalking, dub-con, coercion, breeding, whiny perv!choso, dancer! choso, manipulation, somno, dark content (i’m not responsible for the content you consume)
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Fanboy! Choso who makes kpop choreo and kpop reaction videos on youtube and has a huge fanbase of his own
Fanboy! Choso who found out about you on kpop stan twitter after your group debuted and blew up after your b-side music video was released
Fanboy! Choso quickly fell in love with your beauty and talent as the center and lead vocalist in your group
Fanboy! Choso who loves how contrasting his grunge aesthetic is compared to the soft colours your wore all the time
Fanboy! Choso who’s very openly obsessed with you, to the point where it annoys his brothers sometimes
Fanboy! Choso who has to hide the fact he’s a solo stan on his youtube but watches fancams and edits of you all the time
Fanboy! Choso who’s dedicated and shows up to every single one of your concerts even if it’s not in his country, when he’s been questioned by a fan once he claimed it cause he was interested in making choreo for the group
Fanboy! Choso who’s has a anon account that has over 16.K followers on kpop twitter for having an insane photo card collection and posting selcas and edited fancams and simply being a fan that knows an intense amount about you (but no one cares cause he also posts hand pics)
Fanboy! Choso who forces his brothers so listen to your group and pick a bias and secretly got annoyed when yuji said he also biases you.
Fanboy! Choso who has fans that feed into the delusion that the two of you are soulmates and make fan edits and fanfiction of you guys ( he reads and watches them religiously)
Fanboy Choso who has every version of lightstick you have, his obsession is so bad he had to make new bookshelves to hold all his stuff (seasons greetings packs , postcards, framed pictures, signed shirts, albums and cd’s)
Fanboy! Choso who accidentally made his way into the toxic side of your fandom and made friends with other stan’s and would highkey be a toxic fan and dox anti’s
Fanboy! Choso who goes crazy when you get asked what your type is said your type was alt guys and dark hair, he immediately tweeted how “y/n literally made that comment about me guys!” not realizing his was on his main account…
Fanboy! Choso who almost died when he realized your group member account liked his tweet
Fanboy! Choso who religiously watches variety show and interviews with you because he adores your voice, mannerisms and personality
Fanboy! Choso who stalks your instagram account daily and rewatches your stories and scrolls through your posts
Fanboy! Choso who loses his shit when your manager reached out to him to make choreo for the title track of your first full album, he plays his cards safe and makes a very cute yet alluring
Fanboy! Choso who’s swears luck is on his side when he sees you moving into an apartment complex after working with you, he spotted with a security moving boxes into a lobby and truly started questioning of god existed
Fanboy! Choso who just happened to move to the apartment complex across from yours, acting surprised when you finally bump into each other, he felt like he was insane for doing it but felt so relieved after he saw how you smiled at him; makes him feel like anything is worth it if it’s for you
Fanboy! Choso almost had a heart attack when you dropped by to give him a welcome to the apartment complex by giving him a cake, and coffee mentioning how you’ve seen a couple of his videos and knows what he likes (he thought his cover was blown and almost started crying and apologizing on the spot until you said you want him to help you with choreo)
Fanboy! Choso who has a album on his phone dedicated to you of videos he took while training without you knowing, specifically pics he took and refuses to show to anyone, including his brother
Fanboy! Choso remembers when his ex said he was very hardworking and how she admired it, and hopes he’s good enough for you
Fanboy! Choso who feels so guilty everytime you post, he can’t help but get a hard on
Fanboy Choso who makes choreo for your group for the second time and feels so guilty about making it more sexual than normal but says it’s for a new “sugar and spice” concept for your comeback
Fanboy! Choso who acts so innocent when he grabs your ass or your tits telling you how he didn’t mean to
Fanboy! Choso who’s guilt immediately washed away when he sees you performing such a sexual dance in frilly form fitting dresses, miniskirts and thigh highs all done up like a doll, he felt zero shame in recording
Fanboy! Choso who made cum tributes to your normal pictures
Fanboy! Choso who dyes the a skunk stripe the same colour as yours every comeback (even if you’re wearing a wig or not) as a way of remind him of you
Fanboy! Choso who buys the perfume you wear, spraying it on dirty clothes of yours he stole to smell while he jerks off to panty shots he took, the second he cums he feels so guilty
Fanboy! Choso who sneaks into your room and jerks off to your pretty face and body while you sleep with your panties wrapped around his cock
Fanboy! Choso who can’t help but feel you up, kissing your neck gently, telling you how pretty you look and how talented and beautiful you are whenever you train together
Fanboy! Choso who tampers with your birth control til it’s ineffective so you go off it not knowing why it stopped working
Fanboy! Choso who loses control after you train in a pink miniskirt and white cami with no bra
Fanboy! Chose who loves using you in your sleep, leaving you nice, full and confused for the morning
Fanboy! Choso who can’t stop apologizing while he has you pressed against the couch, hands pinned together with one of his while the other rubs and caresses your tits and tights oh so gently, kissing your neck softly muttering about how sorry he is when he pressed his bulge against your cunt. whimpering about how warm and pretty you are and how good he wants to make ou feel.
“Oh fuck bunny, you’re so tight.” He groaned loudly, watching your eyes shut tight as he pounded you into your couch. “I’m sorry baby, I couldn’t hold back anymore- you look so good in this skirt, and your tits were practically falling out of your shirt like a slut… Ah fuck!” He said, unapologetically. Continuing to slam his thick cock deeper and deeper into you.
You felt your legs tingle as he has them pressed next to your ears, leaning forward pressing a sloppy kiss along your jawline peppering your cheek before kissing your lips, oh so passionately. His eagerness and desire for you practically had you dripping for him when he first lifted your miniskirt.
He picked up the pace, chasing closer and closer to his climax, whimpering and moaning into your mouth. You felt his tip kiss against your cervix, making your toes curl as he reached deep inside your puffy pussy. “I’m gonna cum bunny, fuck! I’m gonna fill this tight little pussy!” He moaned against your lips. feeling you squirm under him squeaking about not being on birth control. Your pushy clenching around him while you panicked, making his heavy dick twitch inside you.
“Choso! Oh my god! Pull out, it’s not safe for me!”
“Oh fuck don’t say that- I can’t stop, baby your practically milking my cock! I’m sorry bunny!” he groaned loudly before pressing his lips against yours, holding you down while his cum flooded your cunt. “I’m sorry, ‘m sorry.” he whispered apologetically. Kissing you more tenderly to show his apology. His actions saying otherwise as you felt him get hard again as pushed his cum deeper inside you.
Fanboy! Choso who begs you to go along with a fantasy for weeks before you actually do it because he was so needy, so you finally go stage with a heart shaped plug in you pretty cunt, making sure you keep your cum inside you when you talk to your fans during a fan meet
Fanboy! Choso who exposes his obsession with you after he blindfolded you and took you to his bedroom, he took it off while he was balls deep inside you begging for you to make him a good daddy
Fanboy! Choso who leaks a sex tape of you all fucked out and dripping with his cum so he can have you all to himself…
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↳ Index [Day 04 - Brat Taming & Pegging]
Pairing: brat!Taehyung x Mistress!Reader
Kinks: sexting, male masturbation, nippleplay, choking, facesitting, hair pulling, buttplugs, rough pegging, multiple orgasms, degradation, cumplay, spanking, multiple positions, mirror sex, tears, dirty talk, loving aftercare
Wordcount: 5.2k
a/n: broo this did things to me. I fucking love bratty!Tae, imma eat that shit up. Enjoy besties, this is so horny 🤎
Taehyung has been purposefully pushing your buttons the entire day. It started in the middle of the night when he had the audacity to appear as the protagonist in your very own wet dream. Then in the morning when he actually gave you the best head ever, only the pull back when you were ready to cum all over his tongue. You ordered him to finish what he started, but he solely rolled out of bed and left to take a shower. Afterwards he strutted through the apartment naked as he was getting ready to leave for work while you were left feeling desperate for your husband’s mouth.
He even had the audacity to kiss you goodbye as if nothing happened, laughing mischievously as you spanked his ass once as a quick punishment.
His audacity continued throughout the day. Two hours into your shift at work, you received a message from him thanking you for this morning. He thanked you. This little shit thanked you, despite knowing very well that he edged you like crazy. You ignored him and continued your report with a big frown on your face.
You left your phone in the office during lunch time and returned to two more messages from your husband. One picture and one text message. The text told you that he was missing you and thinking of you and the picture was a crotch shot with his big hand cupping his cock over his slacks. It infuriated you so much that you almost left work just to drive to his office and fuck him against the wall. You didn’t in the end, sending him a very sexually angry text instead.
- You: shut up or I’m blocking you
Taehyung answered you five minutes later.
- Taebear: I’m not doing anything… you’re overreacting ;)
Oh he infuriated you so much that you then proceeded to make a very angry, whispered voice message, telling him that you hoped that he was ready to get his ass whooped once home.
Taehyung proceeded to send you three laughing emojis and a selca of him with his eyes half-lidded and his big hand accidentally resting around his throat with the caption “I love you too” underneath.
You decided to drop it. Not because you wanted to, but because for the next hour of your shift, your boss was in your office, talking about the report with you. You could barely even concentrate because all you could think about was your husband with his hand around his throat.
Your boss left a few second ago. You reach for your phone as you had heard it vibrate again ten minutes ago. The time showed four pm. One more hour and you can finally go home. There was one new text message from your husband, which you considered ignoring at first, but in the end couldn’t. You may act angry, but deep down you loved this game. He is so good at getting you frustrated.
You regret it the moment you open your chat to a picture of him. Kneeling in front of your bedroom’s tall mirror, he is showing off his butt. The black slacks are stretching right around the plump flesh of it, his back is arched and hidden behind the phone, is his face.
- Taebear: I’m already home and missing you like crazy.
- You: Tae seriously what the fuck? I’m at work
You stare at your phone obsessively, waiting for his answer. It doesn't come quickly and so you are already trying to work on your report again when your phone finally vibrates. You open your chat with trembling fingers, almost dropping the phone at the new picture popping up.
This little tease laid out all of your buttplugs on the bed and took a picture of them.
- Taebear: which one should I use?
You take a deep breath, squeezing your legs together under the table. You are so weak. Both emotionally and physically. You are sitting here in your stupid office while at home your husband is playing with himself. You could scream, kick something, fight the world. You want to be with him!
- You: you are so unfair. I can’t leave till five…
- Taebear: I want to use the purple one. What do you think?
You clench your jaw. He doesn’t even care that you are suffering right now. Oh, he is making your blood boil.
- You: just do whatever, I don’t care.
You don’t hear from him until fifteen minutes later. Judging by the icon, you already know that it is a video and that knowledge makes you want to throw your phone into the bin and set fire to it. If there is one person who knows how to make sexy videos of himself it is your husband. You are so scared to open it.
In the end your curiosity wins. Now you are sitting locked up in your office’s restroom and opening his video on the lowest volume.
He starts off the video with a moan, already making you want to throw your phone against the wall. You tighten your fingers around it, pressing your thighs together.
“It’s in”, he rasps in a deep voice, “fuck Mistress, I can feel it inside me. It’s so big”, he moans, filming his hand as it runs down his own torso. He lingers on his cock, rubbing it over the fabric of his briefs. He moans again, “look”, he rasps, hooking his fingers in the side of his briefs to pull them aside.
Pause.
You look up, “what the actual fuck is his problem? He's insane. He can’t just send me-” you stop talking, shimmying on the toilet seat like crazy. You look back at your phone, "-ah fuck it."
Play.
The briefs get pulled to the side, revealing his plugged up hole to you. The skin around it glistens in lube. Taehyung traces it with his fingers, filling the audio with soft moans.
“I miss you like crazy, Mistress”, he croaks, pressing down on the plug, “ah Mistress”, he moans loudly and then the video cuts off.
You watch the video a second time and then a third, coming to the conclusion that you will die on this toilet. You can barely even text him back, fingers clammy and shaking like crazy.
- You: one more word from you and I’ll make sure you won’t be able to walk for days
- Taebear: how terrible
- You: you know what? I’m coming home
- Taebear: please don’t, I don’t want you to get in trouble ;)
- You: No. You are in trouble, not me.
- Taebear: hahahaha
You leave the restroom in big steps, hurrying back to your office to get your stuff.
You can’t stay here any longer, you need him like crazy.
“Taehyung!” you barge into your apartment, “you little shit, where are you?”
You don’t hear anything from him, which means he is trying to hide from you.
“Answer me. You can’t just tease me the entire day, make me mess up at work and then stay quiet”, you call out, running to your bedroom. You drop your outdoor clothes and bag somewhere along the way, dropping your jewellery and suit jacket as well.
“Tae”, you break through the door.
Taehyung is lying on the bed, presenting his ass to you as he fucks a bigger plug in and out of himself, fingers playing with his nipples as he does. You have a no touching without permission rule if one was wondering. But of course your husband doesn’t care one bit about it.
He lifts his head, moaning brokenly.
“Kim Taehyung, you are the rudest man I have ever met. How dare you sent me such dirty stuff while I’m at work”, you growl, stomping to him, “and now you wanna fuck yourself? What the hell are you doing?”
“I missed you. You took too long. I didn’t want to wait any longer.”
“And that gives you the right to break the rules?”
“Yes. Obviously”, he states nonchalantly, dropping his head again to continue fucking his own ass without a care in the world. He parts his legs more, moaning on top of his lungs, “fuck, I do it so well”, he croaks just to push yet another of your buttons.
“You want to say that again?” you hiss, hurrying to him and taking off your pants and panties as you do.
“I do it so well. Maybe even better than you, Mistress”, he says confidently, moaning deliciously when you spank his ass in punishment. He laughs lazily, lips curling into a dirty smirk, “ouch?” he says, cocky eyes falling on you.
“That was only the beginning.”
Taehyung smirks, “give me your worst then, I dare you.”
“Ohoho, you have no idea what I want to do to you. You have no idea”, you growl, wrapping your hand around his throat to force him to keep looking at you.
Taehyung moans happily, eyes burning in so much desire for you.
You climb on top of him, caging him in between your knees. You force his head to turn, abandoning his throat to grab a bundle of his hair instead.
“Can you see it, Tae? Look at it. Look at what you did to me”, you spit, showing him your dripping pussy.
Taehyung licks his lips, staring at it obsessively.
“You know what you have to do now?”
“Yes”, he says, sticking his tongue out. It may make him look so incredibly needy, but he doesn’t care. He loves eating pussy so much that he would rather be good right now than misbehave.
“Good”, you say, dropping on his mouth to fuck yourself stupid on his tongue.
Taehyung growls, eyes widening from surprise now that you are practically smothering him with your cunt. He struggles for the first few seconds, but finds his rhythm once you pull at his hair and force his head to tilt back, revealing more of his tongue to you.
You moan right with him, enjoying the ride with every fibre in your body. Your pussy is so sensitive. Not only from getting edged this morning, but also from having to suffer through Taehyung’s incredibly hot texts the entire day. Quite frankly, all you want to do is cum. Your husband has got you so riled up that just a few rounds on his face is enough to make your toes curl.
“Fuck”, you press out, staring down at him with fiery eyes, “you’re making me so angry, fuck it’s so good to hear how silent you are now.”
Taehyung growls, frowning up at you with furrowed brows. He abandons the plug inside his ass, gripping your hips painfully. He forces you to lift yourself, gasping for air.
“I edged you on purpose”, he says.
“What?” you hiss, fighting his grip to get back on his face.
“I know you had a wet dream tonight. I heard you moan my name. I edged you on purpose because I fuck you better than any dream me ever could.”
“You’re such a brat fuck”, you slap his hands away, dropping back down on his face, “you’re jealous of a dream? Are you serious?”
Taehyung growls, sucking your clit between his lips before flicking his tongue over it as quickly as possible. This is his answer. Yes he is. He is fucking raging in jealousy and all he wants to do is to make sure that you know he is so much better. Only he can make you feel that way. No dream, just him.
“Fuck”, you croak, knees buckling and hands falling behind you for support, “fucking hell. Urgh.”
Taehyung grips your hips, pinning you down on his face, tongue fucking your clit as if it was its sole purpose. He sucks on her, moans around her, licks her with the flat of his tongue and moans again.
“Yes fuuck”, you moan, scratching down his thighs as you come undone on his tongue. Fucking finally. You are shaking, feeling it burn in every inch of your body, your ears are ringing, your stomach convulses.
Taehyung fucks the air, head dizzy from getting you off so good even if that means his airflow gets cut off. He fucking loves making you cum. Only he can make you shake like that. Only he can do that.
“Fucking hell, yes”, you groan, coming down in a harsh tremble, “let me go.”
Taehyung pins you down on his face stronger.
“Let me go, you brat”, you order, puling at his hair.
Taehyung sucks on your clit, sending shivers through you.
“Let. Go. Now”, you bark, body twitching in overstimulation.
You finally get him off of you by tugging on his hair. His hands slip from you, his lips chase you desperately.
“Don’t ever do that again”, you warn him, climbing off of him, “hear me?”
Taehyung shakes his head, licking his lips clean as he does.
You wrap your hand around his throat, making him gasp from the pressure you apply on his veins. He looks at you with heavy lids, lips pink and swollen from eating pussy.
“I really, really hope for your own safety that you do.”
“And if I don’t?” he challenges.
“Wanna find out, huh?”
“Why don’t you find out for yourself if I do?”
“Fuck, you drive me insane”, you rasp, stealing one rough kiss from him. You break it with a moan, tilting his head up while you are still choking him tightly, “I’m going to let go of your throat now and you are going to follow for once and get on all fours. Understood?”
“Maybe.”
“Understood?” you repeat, cutting off more of his blood flow.
Taehyung moans, “why don’t you find out for yourself and just let go?” he challenges, voice just slightly strained from getting choked so good.
“Fuck, you little brat”, you murmur, releasing his throat.
Taehyung gasps, arching his back. His cock is throbbing, his eyes are glassy. You just know that his head is pounding now that all of the blood is rushing back to it and that he is living for the sensation. After all, you are the only person who knows just all the weakness of him. He loves games of faux anger and the roughness that follows, he loves talking back just so you can push him harder, he fucking loves that shit. And you love it just as much, watching in delight as Taehyung – despite his brattiness – truly gets on all fours.
He arches his back for you, folding his hands in perfect manner.
“There? Is that what you wanted?” he challenges, looking over his shoulder at you.
“Yes. I did”, you say, palming his ass, “that’s a good boy. It’s a shame, I still gotta spank you.”
Smack!
Taehyung moans, throwing his head back in surprise.
Smack!
“You broke the no touching rule.”
Smack!
“And acted like a spoiled, little brat the entire day”
Smack!
“That deserves a spanking”, you finish your sentence, landing two harsh spanks on each of his ass cheeks.
“Fuck”, his voice is breathy, his thighs are tensing, “fuck, Mistress.”
You watch how his hole clenches around the shaft of the plug. You spank him even harder just so you can watch how he is tensing around the toy, ears filling with sounds of his blissed-out moans.
“You look like a little slut with your ass all stuffed. Do you know that, brat?”
Taehyung wiggles his hips, arching his back more to reveal himself even better.
“Of course you do, that’s why you’re doing it”, you say, spanking him repeatedly until Taehyung physically has to flee you, fingers twisting the sheets as he does.
“Sensitive”, he croaks.
“I know, god I know”, you say, running your fingers over his deeply reddened buttocks, “you finally look the part.”
“Fuck me”, he begs quietly.
“What was that?”
“Fuck. Me”, he hisses, “please.”
“Tch, fine. But only because you asked nicely”, you say, abandoning him to put your gear on.
You decide to go with one of your favourite dildos today, securing it safely on your harness strap-on. You take a bottle of lube with you and return to the bed.
Taehyung is still kneeling on all fours, waiting for you patiently.
You laugh, “for such a brat, you can follow commands pretty well if that means you get to be fucked.”
Taehyung stays silent, huffing out air.
“It's adorable really”, you taunt, wrapping your fingers around the base of the plug. You pull it out of him, watching in delight as his hole is fighting you. How greedy. He doesn’t want to give up the toy. Adorable.
“Fuck, hurry up”, Taehyung stresses.
“One more word and I'll leave this room and you can go fuck yourself”, you hiss, threatening to push the plug back inside with one soft push.
“Okay, okay sorry!” he exclaims, “sorry, I-I'll shut up.”
“Hah”, you chuckle, “so pathetic. You’re such a cockslut Kim Taehyung”, you taunt, finally pulling out the toy and discarding it on the towel by his knees.
You watch his hole gape for a few seconds before he clenches it. It look so soft and wet, so ready to be fucked by you. You trace it with your fingertips, listening to the soft sigh your husband makes because of it.
“So stretched out already”, you say, pushing two of your digits into his warmth, “shit, you’re so wet.”
Taehyung moans, bucking his hips back in a desperate search for more. The plug was so big and now your fingers are so small in comparison. All he wants is to be stretched again. His tongue is aching to throw a bratty remark at you, but he knows that he shouldn’t. Getting denied your strap is not worth being bratty right now.
“Please”, so he begs. He begs because he knows you love that shit.
“Please what, brat? Use your words will you?”
“Please, your strap. Please.”
Taehyung feels the blood in his veins boil from how mockingly you laugh at him. Shit, he sounds so weak now that he is begging. Fuck, his cock is hard from getting laughed at.
“Of course you can get my strap. Such a pathetic cockslut”, you taunt, pulling your fingers out of him to instead prepare your strap.
You slather it in a good layer of lube, spreading it in and around his hole as well to make sure he is wet enough. He'll need it, you are going to make sure of that.
“Ready?” you ask, pressing your cockhead against his hole.
“Yeah”, Taehyung moans and arches his back, presenting more of his ass to you. Finally. He is so excited.
“Tell me if it hurts, okay?” you tell him, slipping inside slowly.
“It's good”, he sighs, “keep going.”
“That's it, so good. Almost there”, you praise, feeding him the last two inches of your strap, “I'm in. How are you doing?”
“Good. Feels good”, he says and moans softly, wiggling his hips, “oh god that’s so good.”
“Look at you already trying to fuck yourself”, you say, caressing his buttocks as you watch him fuck his own hole on your strap. It looks so well-stretched and relaxed around your girth, glistening in the lube.
“Move please”, he begs, arching his back for you.
You follow, rolling your hips into him carefully. You want him to be comfortable. All the bratiness in the world and all the acts of faux anger which follow, couldn’t excuse you not taking care of him. Getting something stuck into you can be scary at times and the ass is a tight, little spot to put a whole cock in. You want him to ease into it before you completely annihilate him.
“More”, he begs.
You draw out your movements, making sure that your cock leaves him until the tip before you slip back inside. Taehyung shudders each time that happens, thighs tensing in bliss.
“So good, feels so good”, he whispers, “fuck, please don’t stop.”
“I'm not planning to. I wanna ruin you, hear me?”
“Please do”, he begs, “please break me. Please.”
“Are you sure? Imma be rough.”
“So sure. Be rough with me, I need it so bad.”
“Fine”, you step closer, “last chance to take it back.”
“Just fuck me like you mean it!” he begs loudly, chasing your cock desperately.
“Trust me, I will.”
You force Taehyung into the mattress face first and with your fingers twisted in his hair. He moans loudly because of it, grabbing the sheets on anticipation.
You land a harsh spank across his ass before finally drilling your cock into him in a punishing rhythm.
Taehyung wails up and gasps repeatedly, trying and failing to flee your harsh fuck.
“Like this? Huh?” you spit.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” he chants, nose scrunched up and toes curling.
“You’re a slut Kim Taehyung”, you growl, twisting his hair tighter, “you’re nothing but a fucking slut. And that’s how I'm gonna fucking treat you."
Taehyung manages to turn his head to the side, exposing his drugged out expression to you. Eyes half-open yet rolled back and swollen lips agape as deep groans are leaving him with each harsh thrust.
“Say that you are. Tell me”, you order, shaking Taehyung’s nimble body with a cruel roll of your hips.
“I’m a slut”, Taehyung croaks, arching his back as much as he can.
“Yes you are. And whose slut are you?”
“Yours”, Taehyung lulls, twisting the sheets when your cock rubs right against his prostate.
“Exactly”, you let his eyes flit to his eyes in the mirror. He is looking at you with his vision very clearly out of focus, “Kim fucking Taehyung’s my slut”, you growl, pinning him down by his neck.
He keens, breaking eye contact because he couldn’t bear with just how much faux poison you were looking at him.
“Look at me!” you bark, spanking his ass harshly.
“Ah!” Taehyung wails, forcing his eyes open panickedly.
“Better. You should see how pathetic you look when I fuck you”, you growl, watching in delight as Taehyung’s body convulses and his eyes fill with tears. He fucking loves watching himself get fucked. You know that seeing just how rough you are with him, breaks him into a million pieces.
“Now who fucks you that good, slut?” you spit, digging your nails into his neck.
“You! You do.”
“Say my name.”
“___”, Taehyung sobs, pressing his own body further into the mattress just so he can arch his back even more and as a result feel your hard cock even deeper inside of him.
“Exactly. I am. I’m fucking you that good”, you bark and twist Taehyung’s hair until Taehyung has to tilt his head back.
“Aaah”, he yelps, opening his mouth as far as possible. You can watch how he curls his tongue each time your hips meet him harshly. The sound the connection makes is loud and angry. Skin on skin and wet lube, mixing with the croaking of the bedsprings and Taehyung’s measly sobs.
Now, that is how it sounds when your otherwise so collected husband is getting railed into oblivion. Wonderful. You already missed those sounds.
You look back at his face and the slutty, almost crazed, amount of pleasure he carries on it. He is crying, still curling his tongue and yet deep down his features carry immense happiness.
“It’s me. I’m fucking you that good. Only I can fuck you that way”, you chant, hips ruthless, “you’re mine. You’re my slut. You’re my fucking property. You belong to me”, you bark, spanking Taehyung’s ass so harshly the poor man convulses in surprise.
“Mistress, I’m cumming”, Taehyung wails, almost ripping the sheets.
“Then cum. It’s all you’re good for.”
Taehyung tilts his head back even further, arches his back even more and climaxes.
He chants your name, crying hot tears as his nimble body trembles out of control.
“Yes, say my name. Say my fucking name”, you encourage him and while Taehyung is still in the middle of orgasming violently, you take his shaking body and flip it over to its side so he was now truly able to watch himself in the mirror.
You take Taehyung’s failing leg and lift it roughly. Then you thrust back inside, forcing Taehyung to squeak now that his hole is oh so tight in his orgasm.
The squeaking continues just as your harsh fucking continues.
“Mi-Mistress t-too much”, Taehyung stutters, kicking the air weakly.
“Shut up and take it. You crybaby.”
“I’m too sensitive.”
“No you’re not, you’re just whining.”
Taehyung wails and buries his face in the sheets. He truly rips them, digging his fingers deeper into them to the point where he almost breaks through the mattress. His cock, covered in his creamy cum, is still rockhard, bouncing with each hard thrust you give his overstimulated ass. His veins are throbbing, spanning all over his v-lines and lower stomach by now. Even his hands and arms are covered in them, pulsating each time Taehyung tightens his fingers as a reaction of getting drilled by your girthy cock.
His neck, covered in a thick layer of sweat, is showing veins as well. They are bulging right with his tendons, getting stronger each time Taehyung pulls his lips back to show off his gritted teeth.
“There we go. Take it. Take my cock, you slut”, you bark, bending Taehyung’s body in a way that would twist his hips into a slightly unnatural position. His leg is bent by the knee, held up by your unfaltering grip. His sculpted ass is on full display, jiggling each time you feed it girthy cock.
His cock, now hidden from your view, is grinding into the mattress, making Taehyung scream up from the added friction.
He begins to fight you again. Flailing and kicking until you pin him down with angry precision
“Will you behave?” you bark, “you’re not making it easier by acting like a whore.”
“Too sensitive, please too sensitive”, Taehyung is coughing up a sob.
“You’re always sensitive. What’s new?”
“You- ah! Please, sensitive. M-my ass, sens- ah pleaseee!”
“Fuck”, you groan and rolls your eyes, “you’re such a crybaby, it’s unbelievable.”
You pick up Taehyung and once again throw him around as if he was nothing. It sadly makes your cock slip out of him, but that’s no problem as you will soon fill him up again You take his legs and bend them by his knees, forcing them into his chest as far as he can go. Your big strap, you grind against his swollen cock. For now.
“Why are you such a whiney, little crybaby, mhm?” you spit, making him gulp from how dark your eyes seem to be.
“I’m sorry”, he hiccups, “I’m so sorry, I’m a crybaby”, he croaks and sobs softly, pulling the cutest, little face of devastation, “I’m nothing but a crybaby, please punish me”, he begs in a devastating wail, throwing his arm over his own eyes to cover up just how pathetically he cries.
“Gladly”, you rasp and after covering your strap and his hole with a new layer of creamy lube, you thrust back into him.
Taehyung arches his back and curls his toes, showing you his teeth as his lips curl back in a pathetic whimper.
“I’m punishing you, can you feel it? Mhm? That’s what crybabies like you get.”
“I’m a crybaby”, he sobs, chasing you with sloppy rolls of his hips.
“Yeah you are, the most pathetic of them”, you growl, bruising his skin from just how tightly you grip his thighs. His skin is sweaty, slippery and sticky, making your own palms sweat from just how heated he feels. You dig your nails deeper and force his legs further into his chest.
“Fuck! ___ please!” he yelps, dimpling the pillow from how far he throws his head back.
“I know, my cocks so fucking deep”, you taunt, “that’s what you deserve. Hear me? That’s what you get from being such a brat the entire day”, you spit, torturing his prostate with an especially ruthless thrust. The kind which makes his toes curl and for his voice to cut off in his throat as he reaches the state of screaming for you where can’t scream but only show you his agape mouth gasping for air. You love that state, soaking it up like an addict.
“Remember that when you can’t sit for days to come. This is your own doing. I’m fucking you that hard because you made me.”
“I’m cumming again”, Taehyung squeaks, voice frail and oh so high-pitched.
You bend his body more. Like this his hips are lifted and his knees are on each side of his head, hard cock throbbing right over his face.
“Do it. Cum. Fucking cum”, you order him, drilling your cock back into him.
And Taehyung crumbles like a slut. The humiliation of having to cum on his own face, mixed with how exposed you have him, literally kicks him over the edge. Fuck, he falls so hard. His cum feels hot on his face, marking him as the needy little slut that he is.
“Thank you, ah thank you”, he begins chanting, painting a proud smile onto your face, "thank you! Thank you! Ah! Thank you!"
“There we go, such a good boy. Fuck!” you moan, throwing your head back as you finally let go yourself. You have broken him and that shit makes you cum like nothing else does, "my good boy…."
You set him down gently afterwards, making sure not to hurt him once you slip out. Then you drop next to him, groaning in complete and utter exhaustion.
“Well shit”, you press out, reaching for his tummy to caress it.
“Yeah”, Taehyung barely gets the word out, body feeling so, so far away and mind barely functioning.
“You good?”
“Mhm, you?”
“Mhm, yeah.”
You both exhale loudly at the same time and then for the next few minutes nothing can be heard except your frantic breathing and the traffic outside. Sex like today always leaves you so completely and utterly ruined that you could pass out cold without problems.
And you probably would have, hadn’t you still so much to clean.
You prop yourself up on your weak elbows, shimmying closer to Taehyung.
He rolls his head to you, giving you a sleepy grin.
“You look so sexy with cum on your face”, you praise him, running your fingers through the big patch he left on his cheek.
“Thankies”, he mumbles, closing his eyes, “fuck seriously, I feel so dead. You’re so good.”
“Thank you”, you say with a fluttering heart, “you too. You took me so, so well. I didn’t bend you too much, did I?”
“No, it was so good.”
“Yeah? And I wasn’t too mean, was I?”
“Of course not, it was so hot. I love it so much when you degrade me”, he gazes up at you, “was I too mean?”
“No you weren’t. You’re so hot when you’re bratty”, you assure him, giggling with him.
He gasps then hisses in slight discomfort.
“What happened?”
“My ass is so sensitive, stings a little when I laugh too much.”
“Gosh, it does? Do you want me to get some soothing cream? Or something to cool it?”
“Not yet, it doesn’t hurt a lot”, he gazes at you again, “can I be cuddled for a while?”
“Of course, my handsome”, you smile at him, “but first lets clean off your face a little.”
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