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Play With Me Daddy! {Hong Joohyung/Cory Hong} ~Naughty November~

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Prompt: “Why won’t you play with me, daddy?”

Pairing: Cory x Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Warning: rough sex~

I used Cory :) **

The moans that spilled from your lips were delicate and it took all Cory had in him not to turn around, not to join you on the bed and bury his face into your cunt. You curled your fingers into your g-spot, slowing your other hand on your clit. You mewl, arching your back off the bed, eyes staring at the back of Cory's head. You wanted him to touch you so bad, your fingers were working but it didn't feel as good as when Cory did it. "Why won’t you play with me, daddy?" You whined, moving your hands away from your core, thrashing against the sheets. "I need you so bad, daddy! Please....please, just touch me." You prop yourself up on your elbows, turning your head and glaring at Cory, usually, he would have given in, but Cory had promised himself something, as soon as you started with your shenanigans-he wouldn't give in too easily. "Daddy please, I'm so wet and I need you so bad...your fingers, your mouth, your tongue...please daddy, come and touch me." Cory's fingers froze over the keyboard and for a split second, he considered getting up, giving in, just for a split second. Sighing, he continued to type, shaking his head, clearing his thoughts. You give up on asking him and fall onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Your core throbbed in want and you squeezed your thighs together, hoping to relieve some of the tension-needing to relieve some of the tension. "Cory!" You drew out, looking back up to find him standing at the foot of the bed.

"God! I don't understand why it's so hard for me to say no to you..." He bends over the bed and grabs both your ankles pulling you toward him. Your legs dangle over the edge of the bed and Cory's fingers run up and down your thighs, leaving goosebumps in the wake. His lips pull into a firm line and he tilts his head to the side before letting out an abated breath. "All I wanted was to do my work in peace, that's all I asked for and your response is to start touching yourself? Moaning my name? Why is it so hard for you to listen? Why is it so hard to follow simple instructions?" He brings your legs together and flips you over onto your stomach. You gasp, going to protest only to receive a hard smack to your ass. You squeal, looking over your shoulder to find a fuming Cory. He grabs your wrist and pins them behind your back with one hand, using the other to strike your ass again. He watches the way it jiggles and thinks of how it'd jiggle when he was fucking into you. He grabs it, digging his blunt nails into the heated skin, jiggling it on his own accord. You whimper at the feeling of him shaking your asscheek in his hand.

"Daddy, can you please touch my pussy?" Cory can see your pussy glistening. You lift your hips up, trying to push back into him, needing his fingers, tongue, anything. "Cory! I'm literally throbbing, please touch me." He lets go of your ass, cupping your heat. Your juices soak his palm and he darkly chuckles, watching your circle your hips in an attempt to relieve some of the tension building up between your thighs. He drags two fingers down your slit, tightening his grip around your wrists-warning you to be good. He slowly runs his tongue over your bottom lip before pushing them into you. Your jaw drops, a choked moan coming up from the back of your throat. "Thank you..." You whisper, clenching around his fingers as he begins to pull his fingers in and out of you, twisting them as he did so.

"I don't know if I should fuck you just yet, maybe I should let you stir in your juices." He curls his fingers into your g-spot, pushing into it hard. You gush around him, nails digging into the palm of your hands, needing something to ground onto, needing to touch him.

"Just fuck me, daddy, fuck my aching pussy." Cory raises his brows, slowly drawing his fingers from your core. "Ugh!" You grunt, clenching around nothing-missing his fingers already. "Do you want my cock princess?" Cory lets go over your wrists and pulls his sweats down to bunch them around his thighs-his cock spring up to attention. The tip of his cock was red, his slit was leaking, he grabbed his cock and kneeled on the bed, placing a knee on each side of your body, trapping you under him. He runs the tip of his cock up and down your soaked slit, flicking it over your clit, watching you grind your hips into the touch.

"You're so eager, I love it." He leans over you, chest flush against your back, he pushes the tip of his cock against your entrance, grunting before he pushes into you. His hips meet your ass and you clench around him, gripping the sheets, 'thankyous' rolling off your tongue in a low voice. "Fuck I'm so glad I'm not a stubborn shit, you feel so good wrapped around my cock." He moves your hair out of your face before sitting up on his balled fists, He pulls out, just halfway before slamming back into you. This action gushes your juices to splash about, covering the back of your thighs. He takes your wrist again, pinning them behind your back with one hand again, the other reached up tangling in your hair, pulling your head back a little. "I've decided what I'm going to do to punish you..." He grunts, his cock moving in and out of you so fast he could barely make it out. "I'm going to fuck you, use you, and then I'm going to fill you with my cum...can you guess what I'm going to do after that?" He tugs at your hair harder, his hand tightening around your wrists. "I'm going to let you sit on this bed and pout, beg me to finish you off-but I won't, I'm going to sit back at my laptop and I'm going to finish my work, I don't care how long you whine and cry, you're going to wait until I'm finished, aching-filled with my cum." He whimpers, cock swelling, pounding against your tightening walls. "That sound fair? Answer me. Does that sound fair for making me have to pause my work, get up and appease to your needs?"

"Yes-yes it sounds fair," You hiss the delay in answering making him pull at your hair tighter, he was close. He always got rougher when he was close. You feel his cock twitch inside of you, you feel his cock pulsating against your walls, you let out a loud moan, his name bouncing over the walls. He wines, his nose crinkling as he cums. He lets out a low groan of your name, slowly pushing in and out of you, watching as he pushed some of his cum spilling out of you. He pulls out of you when he's decided he's had enough, he grabs your shirt from the floor and wipes his cock clean with it. He throws it back onto the floor, pulling his sweats back on, giving you one last look before walking back toward his desk. He sat down and continued, paying you no mind as he had promised, leaving you a drooling and cum filled mess. As he had promised.