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Kim Seokjin comes home from a long schedule full of extra dance practices, finding you asleep. As he stands in the doorway to your bedroom he just stares at you with a glower you can’t feel let alone see. This is something he’d normally do but you had specifically told him over and over that you'd wait up for him even though he originally told you multiple times to just go to bed. Stripping out of his clothes that still felt grimy even if he had showered and changed into fresh ones after practice, he was glad to be rid of those.
Instead of being the nice sweet quiet Seokjin decides to wake you up. You had after all gotten his hopes up. He doesn't shake your shoulder or call your name. No, he crawls on top of you, kissing along your neck to your ear, breathing slightly heavier than normal. You start to stir so he takes your hands and pins them above your head. Groggily you open your eyes, while you half moan, half try to ask what's going on. As your eyes adjust you see the man you were supposed to be awake for, over you, very close. If you were more alert you'd see the no-nonsense expression he's wearing along with a hunger that very well may be insatiable tonight. Instead you smile and try to lift your arm to touch his face. He presses your arm into the pillow and squeezes on your wrist, it hurts a tiny bit.
You look at him confused but he just continues staring at your not moving. Finally you ask what's wrong and he says, "Weren't you supposed to stay up for me?" Sheepishly, you apologize for falling asleep but that's not what he wants. He shakes his head, leans in closer and tells you that you're going to make it up to him. You nod without the slightest bit of hesitation.
His lips captures yours roughly, he's not the sweet and tender man you know he can be, that he is. His sharp canine runs along your bottom lip almost breaking the skin. Trying to move your hands once more except each time you do his grip gets tighter and tighter until you actually tell him it hurts. However he just chuckles darkly at you and says that you should have been a good girl then.
Seokjin goes back to your kissing along your jaw, it's fast and messy but still feels good as he gets to your ear once more. He whispers against it, hot breath against your ear making you shiver. "You're going to do everything I say right?" You nod but he doesn't think that's a sufficient answer and bites down on your neck, drawing an unprecedented moan from you. "Yes." you say breathily in response. He approves. This you know because he runs his tongue over where he bit you soothing the sting.
Sitting up, he moves off of you and with your now alert eyes you notice that besides his boxers he’s completely devoid of clothes. Normally, you’d take a moment to appreciate him in all his glory, especially those collarbones that you particularly enjoyed sucking on from time to time. Who are you kidding, all the time, they were beautiful just like the rest of him. Oops, your mind had wandered and hearing whatever it was that Seokjin was saying to you hadn’t been processed whatsoever. He was quite aware of this, swiping his thumb across his lower lip, he rubbed his jaw and stared down at you harshly.
“Just how long are you going to make me wait?” he grunted bringing you out of your own fantasies. Blinking once, twice you looked at him and tried to wrack your brain for the answer to what he wanted. He let out a sigh, “Take off all of your clothes now.” he rumbled, adding “Don’t make me repeat myself again.” Not wanting to disappoint, you shoved your surprise deep and began taking off your night shirt. It was actually one of his, they were always so much more comfortable than your own clothes. At least that was what you thought. Next were your panties as you never bothered much with shorts when you wore his shirts. They were so long it really wasn’t necessary. Then again even if they were short it’s not like you’d care that much.
Seokjin watched your every move but clucked his tongue when you went to lay back on the pillows. “No. Go stand in front of the mirror.” He motioned with his head, back towards the door. There was a full length mirror on the back of the door. You were a little confused, brow furrowing but you didn’t argue. Rolling off the bed, you walked over to the mirror and stared at yourself. Hand fidgeting with a few strands of hair. He walked over to the chair that was in the corner of the room. It allowed him to view you in the mirror while still seeing your from behind. Sitting down, he placed his left leg over his right knee, fingers tapping along his calf.
“Stop fidgeting.” Your hand dropped to your side immediately. Unfortunately you weren’t able to see him in the mirror from this angle but perhaps that was better. It wasn’t like you couldn’t feel his eyes almost scorching every inch of your skin. Nervous. Yes, you were. This wasn’t a side of Kim Seokjin you were used to. Even still it began to excite you to see what he was going to tell you to do next. He stayed there for the longest time, just staring at you. Your fingers twitched, wanting to start playing with your hair once more. It was a bad habit but you couldn’t help it. Not being able to see him to even attempt to get a feel for what he was thinking was driving you crazy. Part of you felt like he was just testing you, seeing if you’d disobey him.
Once he was satisfied with whatever it was, his soft voice met your ears. “Touch yourself.” His chin was cupped between his fingers looking at you. Beginning to turn your head towards him he immediately replied “Stop.” He waited for you to look straight ahead before continuing. “Just like you do when I’m not here.” A pale pink dusted your cheeks. He didn’t say anything just waited. It embarrassed you just a smidge that he could say that as if he knew every little thing that you did while he was gone.
However, it wasn’t as if he was wrong. You had touched yourself a handful of times when he was too busy being Jin the singer from BTS. It wasn’t as if the two of you had a lot of time together, you made due. Your posture became awkward, standing up in front of a mirror wasn’t really how you did this and you weren’t sure if he specifically wanted you to stand still. “C-can I sit?” the hesitance in your voice was clear but it only brought a twitch of a smile to Seokjin’s lips.
“Yes.” He said seductively, making a warmth pool in your lower regions that only pushed you to further want to fill his command. Sitting down on the floor, you scooted back just so making sure that he was able to view all that he wanted too. Legs spread wide, knees bent, you slid your hand down in between your folds, rubbing yourself slowly. With your other hand, you brought it up to your breast, massaging it, tweaking your nipple between your thumb and forefinger alternating as you slowly became more aroused by yourself. You could feel the slickness between your fingers growing, sliding in two just enough to coat your fingers more as you continued creating that sweet friction against your clit.
The room would have been silent except that your breathing had steadily become heavier as pleasure was slowly flowing over you. Your fingers began rubbing your clit in a circular motion faster as your breathing started to turn more into pants. Watching yourself in the mirror turned you on much more than when you just did this in your bed even if you were fantasizing about Seokjin. There was just something about it that brought you to this point quicker. It really wouldn’t be long before your orgasm hit however there was as always that one thing that was missing. You wanted something inside of you. Fingers of course could work but with Seokjin so close you really would prefer him instead. Closing your eyes, you let your head fall back as moans escaped your lips.
Looking back was out of the question but that didn’t stop you from talking to him. “Seokjin, I want you inside me.” The whine in your voice is unmistakable but it’s not like you care. Surely, this what he wanted right? Which would mean that you’d get what you want as well. There’s no reply, just the sound of each breath getting heavier and heavier one right after the other. A sweet, soft voice is in your ear, the breath ghosting against your ear sent a shiver down your spine. “Do you now?” He asks simply. You nodding, looking at him with pleading eyes. His are hard and unchanging though, somehow it turns you on more. It makes you want to change that, to grab his hand shoving his fingers inside of you because even those would be better than your own. It was something, anything was better as long as it was his touch against your skin.
Just as you moved your hand from your breast to grab his he wagged his finger, “Ah, ah, ah.” You pouted but obeyed. He still wasn’t touching you, so you whined his name once more, hoping that he’d understand your frustration and help you out. He didn’t though. Seokjin just stared at you with those eyes of his, taking in the sight before him. “This isn’t good enough? You want me to touch you too?” You nodded eagerly, still working your fingers each movement drawing you closer to a release that you wanted to stall until he took over.
“With that? My fingers?” he asked waving his fingers just a few inches from your face, “Perhaps my lips?” He licked them much too seductively eliciting a moan from your lips. “Or maybe something else?” He asked, as you glanced down licking your own lips now. Seokjin is still not touching you, “Please, I’m so close. Seokjin touch me with whatever you want just touch me.” His gaze remains neutral but he tells you to stop. Excitement lit your eyes except, he still didn’t touch you.
No, Kim Seokjin was walking away. Your hips continued to rock in the unsatisfied need they needed to be fulfilled. You watched him walking away completely confused but you listened still. It took a lot out of you not to simply slide your fingers right back between your folds. He came back a moment later, after setting a few things down on the night stand. “Stand up and close your eyes.” He had something in his hand but you couldn’t see what it was not worrying about it you followed his instructions.
You could just make out his muffled footsteps but even with him right behind you he still didn’t touch you. This was driving you crazy, the lack of his skin on yours, you couldn’t understand why he wasn’t touching you yet. Was he really that upset with you for falling asleep? You thought about apologizing again but then a slick coolness was being pressed over your eyes, and the blindfold tied behind your head. You couldn’t tell that it was just one of his ties, but it did the trick well enough. You couldn’t see and didn’t try to lift it. What was the point? It wasn’t going to make him touch you, knowing this only frustrated more.
Maybe if you were a good girl, he’d give you what you wanted. That was what you were hoping for because you honestly didn’t know just what type of game Seokjin was playing now. Your body was so sexually frustrated, even if that brink of orgasm had receded, you still wanted, needed, yearned for his touch more than anything. “Turn around and walk until you reach the bed.” You knew this room by heart so it wasn’t difficult for you to feel your way to your bed. It didn’t take long but you still held your hands out in front of you feel for it because it really did hurt when you hit your shin against the bed. That was something you had done one too many times in the dark.
Crawling onto the bed, he told you to go ahead and lie down. Not really sure what he’s up to you lie down on your back and just wait. fidgeting with the sheets. This time you aren’t scolded though. He’s preoccupied. A single touch was all you wanted…
Or so you thought.
A touch was what you got but he was wrapping something around your wrist and tightening it. It was not too tight but snug. You would not be able to get out of that, especially as he pulled your arm up above your head. You could hear him tinkering with something and then it hit you. He was binding you to the bed. Just as suspected he did the same to your other arm. He left your legs free but told you not to move. Testing the bindings you pulled on them and found you really didn’t have much room unless you wanted to have the leather digging into your skin.
Considering pain was like everything else, pleasurable until it’s not you weren’t about to push the limits. “Seo-” You started but a finger pressed against your lips, as hot breath was against your ear, “Shhh..” Zipping your lips you fell silent. His finger came off of your lips, you felt the bed shift beneath you as he straddled you, his hands placed on either side of your head. Your hair was being stroked that you could feel. “Next time, I tell you to not to wait up for me, you’re going to listen right?” He asked you but you just nodded yes.
“Good girl.” he said, lips right below your ear, he pressed them to your skin granting you one soft kiss. Seokjin ran a single finger down your neck, over your shoulder and along your arm until he reached the leather cuffs. “You know, this color red is really beautiful against your skin. I know you can’t see it right now but just take my word for it.” He ran that finger back down the way it came but this time let it slide over your collarbone before pressing his palm against your skin. Rubbing his hand down over your breast only to move up to your neck, wrapping his fingers around it. The pad of his thumb brushing over your throat. Lying there completely exposed as you were, with his touch warming your skin made you sigh in delight.
“Can you do what I say, Mia?” he asked lips pressed so lightly against your ear, so you could not only feel that warm breath but his smooth lips just barely. It was a tease, he was a tease. However you wanted to feel more. You wanted to feel inch of him that he was willing to give and more. You nod again and say yes. You hear him cluck in a disapproving way. Your brows furrow and you’re about to ask him what you did wrong but a finger is at your lips again and it’s reinforced immediately. “I won’t repeat myself twice anymore, Mia. Remember that.” Seokjin lets his hands explore your body, he’s touching every inch of you sometimes his fingers are feather light against your skin, other times you can feel the full warmth of his skin on yours. There’s no pattern to his technique, it’s all in the moment. The lower his hands wander the more you begin to twitch. Those urges you were feeling so strongly just moments before were slowly being sparked into life once more.
Seokjin moved off of you as well as the bed leaving you there. Any form of his touch was gone and the lack of warmth made you shiver, sadly not from excitement. Asking him where he was going was out of the question. Both of you had already been over this, instead you lied there twisting your head this way and that in hopes that you could get the blindfold off, if not off up a little bit so you could sneak a peek at what this man had up his sleeves. You had managed to get a corner lifted but it wasn’t enough to see anything just yet. Grinning to yourself, you wiggled a bit more, except there was that annoying clucking noise. Shit. Seokjin had caught you. Since was his feet so quiet? They weren’t unnecessarily quiet you were just too preoccupied to listen for warning signs of his return. You felt a darkness move over you and a moment later, he was reinforcing the blindfold.
“Naughty girl, aren’t you?” You didn’t dare speak, his tone of voice clearly said that you were in trouble. He pushed your legs up until your knees were bent and then he spread your legs wide. You could feel him situating himself between them. He was being careful you could tell. Noise wasn’t something he wanted to give away. A hand slid up your thigh to caress you stomach, you couldn’t help but sigh. He surprised you, you had been bracing yourself for something else. What? You weren’t sure but not that. A gasp uttered from your lips, as your toes curled. You wanted to call him all sorts of names right now but it was difficult to think when you could feel his tongue pushing in something very cold inside of you. The warmth mixed with cold certainly had you squirming beneath him. His tongue probing inside of you, as what you now suspected was ice melted inside you.
“Bit your lip if you need to.” A subtle warning to remind you that he told you not to make any noise earlier. At least he was fair because how could he truly expect anyone to not gasp in surprise like that after what he just did. His fingers were splaying you open, as he picked up another piece of ice and ran it over your inner thigh before moving it over your clit, this time your hips bucked. He rubbed the ice over and over it before it disappeared. That coldness was erased by the warmth of his mouth sucking on your clit. Except, just as you were beginning to enjoy this, spreading your own legs open wider for him, pushing your hips up another piece of ice was being shoved into you. Seokjin was making you shiver in a multitude of ways.
Forgetting about your bindings you jerking on them painfully as you trying to reach for his head and shove his face deeper into you. He was driving you crazy with his tongue, you need more. He ran his tongue down to your entrance, pushing in just the a tiny bit before retracting. The only thing you could do was buck your hips in an aggressive disagreement with him. Your once smooth lip was long since broken. The tangy metallic taste filled your mouth as you tasted your own blood. Shoving his tongue all the way in suddenly, you bit down hard on your already bleeding lip but it wasn’t enough for hide the slightest of whimpers.
Seokjin of course heard this and he ceased all activities. Lying there you rocked your hips silently crying out for him to continue, that you were sorry that you wouldn’t make another noise as long as he just continued. Another minute passed..
Nothing.
….
Still nothing.
Until finally, two fingers were shoved roughly into you and it took all of your will power not to make a single peep. It was probably one of the hardest moments of your life. You were quite sure that your mouth was a complete mess, blood over both of your lips and really you didn’t care. Seokjin, very, very slowly pulled his fingers out before pushing them back in just as excruciatingly slow. Your hips were moving on their own accord, trying anything and every way to maximize his fingers inside of you. The way he moved them while his tongue danced around your clit, was tantalizingly frustrating. As his lips closed around your clit once more, sucking on it, letting his teeth gently graze it only just to do it all over again, he added a third finger and began moving them hard and faster. He was shoving them into you over and over, curling his fingers just so that he made it nearly impossible for you to keep quiet much longer.
You tried to turn your head into the pillow but with your arms being bound the way they were that wasn’t an option. However you found that you could now bite your arm and that was a godsend. Muffling all of your moans with your arm and the pain from biting into it so hard, Seokjin fucked you with his fingers so good you almost might have been content with just that.
Almost.
Just as your climax was coming closer and closer, he stopped. Cold turkey. No fingers, no tongue, no lips, not even the ice. Nothing. That mother fucker! Every curse word you could possibly imagine was running through your head. Not even caring anymore you let out a big huff, shook your bindings as hard as you could. You couldn’t even cross your arms, what the hell was that?!
Frustrated, pssh that was an understatement. All of this just because you fell asleep trying to stay awake for him. It was already 2:45 am before he even got home. How did you deserv- In one fluid movement, your hips were lifted up and his dick was pounded into you. The moan you let out was so loud and long you weren’t surprised if you’d have a neighbor banging on your wall cursing you for waking them up. Seokjin grabbed each leg and placed them over his shoulder as he thrust into you over and over. There wasn’t any teasing anymore, he was being gentle he was pounding into hard, fast. Your breathing had already hitched, as you heard it in your ears.
Slap, slap, slap. Over and over, skin hitting skin could be heard and it was one of the most breathtaking sounds you had heard. Something you never thought that you would think before but this moment had been a long time coming. You could hear his breathing became more labored as your clenched around his length. Seokjin slowed down, he slid one leg off his shoulder as he leaned forward and captured your lips with his. His tongue sliding over yours mixed with the tanginess of your blood from your bruised and beat up lips. He sucked on your bottom on, pooling even more blood from it but he didn’t mind and you certainly didn’t give a damn.
In fact you could feel the vibrations from him chuckling against your lips. “You didn’t need to bite your lip at all did you?” If you could, you would have smacked him instead your bindings rattled slightly and he only laughed harder before kissing you sweetly as he began thrusting again. He wasn’t being as rough as he was before. There was the perfect adoring Kim Seokjin that you knew. His free hand was sliding along your side, up to your breast massaging it as he rolled his hips into yours slowly. He repeated this roll of his hips so slow yet sweet. It felt just as good as when he was hitting you hard. Seokjin’s hand cupped your cheek, his thumb running along your bottom lip, making it sting but you didn’t hiss, this was nothing now.
He brushed your hair behind your ear, muttering his own profanities at how tight you felt around him. Seokjin’s hand traveled back down your chest, stomach until his thumb was over your clit, rubbing it just so that it increased your pleasure with every thrust he made. The breathing between the two of you filled up the room, it was all you could hear besides the slapping of skin, perspiration was misted over you and running down his brow as he began hitting you harder, his movements movements becoming more erratic.
Biting your arm wasn’t working anymore, he was causing you to make just about every sound imaginable, some you hadn’t even heard before come from yourself. You still couldn’t see him but just before your climax overtook you, he pushed it aside and stared into your eyes full of such love and tenderness, your breath caught in your throat for just a moment. The next roll of his hips you were moaning once again riding the waves of pleasure that he was catching up to in the next couple of thrusts. His fingers had dug into the flesh of your hips as he slammed you into him. You were so lost in all of the emotions as well as physical pleasure you were feeling that you didn’t even realize just how you were screaming his name let alone how loud.
Releasing his load into you, gently slide your shaking leg off of his shoulder onto the bed. Leaning on his forearms, he kissed you again, planting feather light ones along your jaw in between his own breaths that were slowly returning to normal. Once he reached your ear he spoke just above a whisper. “I don’t think I told you that you could speak.” Your eyes widened in utter confusion. Speak? When did you do that? Not that you could reca-Oh...You did say his name. Multiple times.
Rolling your eyes, he chose to ignore that. Pulling out of you he kissed your forehead and undid your bindings one by one. He rubbed your wrists gently, planting a kiss on each wrist before tossing them onto the nightstand beside the bed. Lying down next to you, he pulled you into his arms. You didn’t object, it was soothing to be in his arms once again. However, you didn’t say a word.
After a few moments of silence he looked down at you raising an eyebrow. “You can speak now you know? I was just teasing you. I think you learned your lesson.” Not giving him a reply felt like you own way of punishing him for being such a jerk. When he realized you really weren’t going to speak he shook his head, amusement dancing in his eyes. He lifted your chin up, bring your lips to meet his which this time caused you to flinch. Seokjin looked at you concerned then saw your bruised, swollen lips and couldn’t stop the twitch of a smile from flashing across his features. “Sorry, Mia.” He said with real sincerity but you were well aware he wasn’t sorry for what had just happened, or what he did. No, he was just sorry that you’d have to deal with the pain for awhile longer.
Nuzzling into his neck you mumbled, “Can I go to sleep now or will you spank me for not waiting for you?” He really laughed then and closed his own eyes, rubbing his hand along your arm. “Would you like me to?” Unconsciously you bit your lip again causing you to suck in a breath. You didn’t need to feel the small vibrations shaking you to know that he was laughing at your reaction. You knew he understood what it meant but it didn’t stop him from whispering to you, “Any time you like, just say the word.” How you ended up loving a man like him was beyond you, it just happened. Only you were fast asleep before you heard the the same words you were just thinking before you drifted off into dreamland, I love you.