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⋆.˚ put my finger on your tongue cause you love to taste ‎⊹₊⋆

— seo changbin × fem reader

𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔. cw. mean dom!changbin, 'just the tip', rough sex, overstim, crying, choking, humiliation, breeding, name calling: slut, pet names: baby, doll, sweetheart wc. 2500 note. this story is fictional and does not depict real events or individuals. minors dni. for mature audiences only ! this sat in my drafts for over a year but now it was finally time to rewrite it and set it free.. enjoy ‹33

You know exactly what you're doing.

In your defense — look at him. The way his tight black shirt clings to his muscles, emphasizing every dip and curve. His soft, dark curls freshly washed and still damp from the shower. His focused gaze as his hands adjust something on the mixer, that face that makes you want to wrap your arms around him from behind and slip your hands underneath his clothes…

All day long you've been distracting him. Sitting across him at lunch with your legs crossed, one foot bobbing in the air, then sliding up his thigh underneath the table. An innocent pout on your peachy glossed lips while he glowers at you and covertly adjusts himself for the third time in the past twenty minutes.

You keep leaning forward to whisper things in his ear. Light, teasing, just enough to make his cock ache in his jeans while he's mid-mixdown. Just enough to make him have to restart a verse because he missed the timing cue, too busy imagining bending you over the studio desk instead.

But Changbin doesn't say a word. With every passing hour the heat in his eyes grows hotter. He quietly watches you reapply your lipgloss and make a kissy face at Jisung as the other waves his goodbyes. He's counting down the minutes until the last person has left the studio and he won't have to hold back any longer.

Two long hours.

It takes that long before Chan, ever the last to leave, shut his laptop with a soft click and closes the studio door behind him.

Two agonizing, endless hours before Changbin can finally touch you.

And now you lie beneath him, spread out and waiting. The air around you is already thick and brimming with desire. Your shirt's pushed up and your panties dangle around your left ankle. As much as he loves seeing your naked body, the view of you flustered and begging for him while he hasn't even fully undressed you goes straight to his cock.

"You think you get to decide when I fuck you?"

"Please, Bin…"

He laughs and grips your jaw. "You've been acting like a cockdrunk slut all day. Flirting, riling me up, touching yourself in the bathroom —"

Your eyes widen and you attempt to shake your head but his grip on your jaw is too strong. Shame and excitement stir deep inside your gut as he leans in closer, forcing your gaze to stay on his.

"Don't play coy now. You think I'm that oblivious? Hell, I'm pretty sure even Chan and Sungie could smell the arousal clinging to your skin when you came back."

His hungry eyes rake over your exposed body. "And now you think I'll give you what you want, just like that?" He moves his hand to your mouth and pushes his fingers inside, letting you wet them before bringing them to your aching pussy.

A cocky grin settles on his lips when he discovers you're already soaking.

"Please," you whisper again. It's embarrassing how wet you are, your face flushing with heat at the slick sound of his fingers. One… two… it's not enough. You need more.

"I swear I'll be good for you, I-I need your cock, Binnie, please —"

Changbin chuckles. "You really need my cock that bad?" He removes his fingers and you whine at the loss. "What makes you think you deserve it?"

You splutter in protest but the press of his thick head at your entrance cuts you off, turning the words into a slurred moan. Your hips rise involuntary to meet him and —

A quick slap stings the inside of your thigh. Not enough to leave a lasting mark, but hard enough to have you bite down on your tongue.

"Stay still."

Another whine escapes your throat but you stay put. The weight of his heavy cock throbbing against your hole is maddening. You tremble, tears brimming in your eyes as you try to focus on the burn of his handprint.

He's so close to where you need him…

Your obedience is rewarded with a slow drag of his cock between your folds. You tense and fight to hold your hips steady, balling your fists and pressing your nails into the palms of your hands to distract yourself from the feeling of his flushed tip circling your hole. He moves achingly slow, like he has all the time in the world. As if you hadn't been teasing and provoking him since early morning.

"All you needed to do today, doll," Changbin mutters when he finally slides in, sinking his cock between your fluttering walls, "was be patient and behave."

And then he stops.

Your hands fist into his shirt to pull him in closer, but he's faster, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head against the backrest. Those same muscles you've been eyeing all day now hold you down with ease, adding more fuel to the heat between your legs.

You don't think you'll ever get used to his strength. Or the stretch. The way it burns just right, stretching you far beyond what you thought possible. Making you crave more.

Changbin barks out a harsh laugh seeing your confused pout, cock twitching at your entrance. Barely an inch inside.

"Been teasing me all day. About damn time I teach you some patience."

You whine his name and struggle in his grasp but he doesn't budge, strong hands still holding your wrists in their tight grasp. His voice drops low.

A warning. Your empty cunt flutters.

"I told you to stay still. Don't fucking move. Or do you want me to pull out and leave you here, leaking all over the couch like a useless slut? Your choice, baby."

You shake your head wordlessly and bite your lip to stop yourself from crying. Anything he gives you now is better than staying empty and aching. Not after waiting all day. You should've known better than to tease him: you know how ruthless he gets when you rile him up, but it's never been quite like this before.

Your brain feels fuzzy and hazed already, enticing you to fully surrender your body to him. His cruel words only heighten your arousal.

His fingers move without warning, slicking themselves with your own wetness before pressing up to your clit. The coil in your gut tightens.

"You're going to cum like this. On the tip. Not once — twice." Changbin's gaze is as stern and commanding as his thumb moving in rough circles over you clit. "And you're going to thank me for it, doll. Show me how desperate you are."

Your pussy clenches around him, trying to suck him in deeper, but he doesn't move.

"P-please Binnie, just a little more," you beg. Your cunt aches to be filled, puffy and sensitive from the unrelenting strum of his fingers. It's a painful kind of pleasure; one that has your orgasm building at a threatening pace.

"Why?" he mocks. "Feels too empty, baby? Then cum on it."

Changbin pinches your swollen clit between his fingers and your whole body tenses, back arching into his chest as you cum with a cry. Your walls flutter desperately around his tip but he just holds it there. His dark eyes are glued to the pulse of your cunt soaking his cock in a wet mess. It drips down the inside of your thighs, pooling onto the black leather underneath.

"You really just creamed my cock from that?" He shakes his head, voice thick with disbelief and something that sounds almost like awe. "That's all it took? Fuck, that's pathetic. Didn't even need the whole thing. Makes me wonder why I even bother giving you the rest when you're this easy."

Shame and embarrassment mingles with the high of your orgasm. Still, your treacherous pussy keeps clenching down on him and he chuckles again, letting go of your wrists.

Your arms fall limply to your sides, legs trembling when he folds them closer to your chest and shifts his hips forwards, swollen head nudging deeper, barely so.

Your whole body jerks. "Binnie, 'm sorry, I —"

His smile turns cruel. "I let you come like this and you're still whining for more? You think you've earned it yet?" He rocks his hips, just enough to drag his cock along your soaked entrance, the friction sharp and agonizing. "No, doll. You're going to cum again, on the tip, because that's all you deserve right now. And if you do it right… then I'll let you feel the rest of me."

He grabs your chin and tilts your face upwards so your eyes meet his gaze. "Now say 'Thank you, Changbin.'"

Changbin can be loud, he can be spirited, but above all he's determined — and years of strict schedules and building his body in the gym have given him a sense of self-discipline and conviction that's wrecked you more times than you can count.

And right now, all that discipline is aimed entirely at you. He isn't giving in, not an inch, no matter how wet you are for him. His cock stays where it is; the throb of it serves as a constant reminder of what you can't have until you do exactly as told.

"T-hank you, Changbin," you mumble.

"For what?" His tone is light. Daring you to humiliate yourself for him.

Your face burns hotter, shame bubbling up in your throat. His fingers pinch your clit until your face twists in a mixture of pleasure and discomfort. "Thank you for what? Let me hear it."

Your gaze drops down to the silver chain dangling around his neck. "For… for letting me cum on the tip," you mumble.

The words hang in the silence between you. Then the hand holding your chin moves lower to wrap around your throat. "Now look at me." His grip tightens. "And say it again."

His eyes are dark heavy-lidded but you hold his gaze this time.

"F-for letting me cum on the tip."

Changbin hums, a satisfied smile on his lips, but his grip doesn't relent. He feels your heartbeat jump underneath your jaw, all the way down to the pulse of your clit between his fingers. Tears start to blur your vision again.

"One more time, doll. Let's make sure you remember your lesson."

You choke out the words. "Thank you for letting me cum on the tip."

"Good girl." He smiles and loosens his grip, watching your shaky exhale. "Now make a mess for me again."

His thumb presses in tight, sharp circles that have your hips jerking despite yourself. His other hand steadies you as he starts to shallowly fuck his fat tip in and out of your aching hole, never more than a few inches. It's torture: the pins and needles of your pulsing, overstimulated nerves mixing with the near unbearable ache of still feeling so empty.

You're babbling half-formed pleas through the tears, Changbin's face surrounded by a blurred glow from the light behind him. The way your pussy tries to suck him in is clearly affecting him. Sweat shimmers on his forehead and his breathing has turned into pants, but he keeps his thrusts shallow.

He watches it build again: takes note of your tear-streaked face, your moans rising in pitch and volume, your trembling thighs. The muscles in his arm flex as he rolls his thumb over your sore clit over and over again.

He leans in close, lips brushing your ear. "You can do it, sweetheart. Come on. Make me proud."

His words push you over the edge. You fall apart for him, every muscle locking up tight again, fingers tightening around his strong arms until your knuckles turn pale.

Changbin works you through it. Only when the frantic flutter of your cunt around him begins to fade does he draw back, a smug smile tugging at his lips.

"Now," he murmurs, kissing your tear-stained cheeks, "you've earned it."

The first thrust is a savage drive that buries him so deep it turns your whole body into white static. Your walls clamp down around the sudden intrusion, still raw and spasming from your last orgasm. He forces your thighs flat against your chest as he presses into you, locking you in place. There's no way to escape the heat of him, the sudden fullness, each thrust hitting deeper than the last.

The heat in your core is all-consuming. It lights up every nerve.

Your voice is a hoarse whisper. "'s too much, Bin, I can't —"

He doesn't slow down. He knows exactly how far he can push you, attuned to every twitch and sound you make for him.

"Now it's too much for you?" he scoffs. "This is what you wanted."

He hooks his hands under your thighs and hikes your knees over his shoulders. His cock drives in at a new angle, causing you to jerk in his hold, cunt raw and soaking around him. Somewhere through the haze you faintly register the sound of your own broken voice crying out his name.

"Yeah," he growls, eyes locked on the way you take his cock, "that's it, sweetheart. Gonna breed you so deep you'll feel it for days."

You're floating, reduced to the pulsing of your cunt around him. Your walls flutter every time his cock hits that sweet spot, wet and wanting as always. Greedy.

“Beg for it," he commands, voice jagged. He holds onto the backrest, caging you in, making you feel small beneath him. "Beg for my cum."

You cry out, "Please, please, Binnie, I want it inside, fill me up, fill me up —" until your voice cracks and you're clamping down on him. Leaking all around his thick length. You're shaking, clinging to his body, but he doesn't stop.

"There's my pretty girl." He holds you tight, muttering hoarse praises into your skin. "Cum on my cock, sweetheart. I got you. Fuck, greedy pussy's still trying to suck me in."

Every thrust heightens that raw, painful pleasure in your core. Your body jerks in his hands, trying to escape the overstimulation, but he pins you to the couch. "You wanted me to fill you up?" he groans lowly as his movements grow erratic. "Then take it."

His cock throbs between your swollen walls. You feel it pulse and flood you in thick spurts, spilling deep inside.

Changbin finally stills, resting his forehead against yours. "Look at you," he murmurs, breathless, "you took it so well."

You kiss him, not wanting to let go despite your aching muscles. You know you're going to feel sore for days. He moves to lie on his side, pulling you down with him.

His cock stirs between your tender walls.

"Bin," you whine.

"Next time," he chuckles, caressing your soft thighs, "maybe think twice before trying to drive me crazy."

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