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sitting on donghyuck's lap, his cock resting in your warm core, his fingers furious on the joystick of his controller.
"fuck!" he curses, his sudden harsh movement causing him to nudge against your sweet spot. you compulsively clench around him and let out a whimper. you rush to slap your hand over your mouth as he writhes harshly under you. he curses at you in disappointment, as you hook your ankles behind the back of his chair and you droop your head forward to rest it on his shoulder. he lets out shouts of frustration, before throwing his controller to the side and running his fingers through his hair.
"fuck," he swears under his breath, shaking his head, chin still tucked.
"what happened?" you ask, his eyes dragging up to meet yours.
"i fucking lost!"
you look at him questioningly as his eyes darken before your very own. he rakes his hand through his hair again, before pulling you off his lap.
"look at the stupid little mess you made, as if my day couldn't get any worse," he says, as you finally dismount him, holding back a whine at the feeling of emptiness.
you're about to stand up when he pushes your head down. your knees cave easily, cushioned by the mat beneath his chair.
"good girls clean up after themselves."
the fly opened around his length is drenched and paled with the same arousal his cock is dripping with. yours.
you waste no time, already darting your tongue out, softly coaxing the fabric into your mouth, licking and sucking your arousal off.
you drop your ass to your heels, your knees wide and toes touching. you rub your feet together to distract from your sopping hole.
donghyuck gives your cheek a soft slap. "you work so slow. if this isn't clean in 5 minutes, i won't let you come."
you whimper at his words and begin hurriedly sucking at the other side of his fly. you finish hastily, before licking up and down his length. cleaning, just as he asked, you never take him in your mouth. when you begin to lick the tip of him, he takes advantage of your open mouth to rut into your throat. you gag instinctively. he chuckles at your weak gag reflex, rubbing your forehead and cooing before holding your head on him. you feel tears burning your eyes as you desperately try to breathe through your nose. when his hands finally ease up and you can pull back to breathe, your inhalations are uneven and whiney.
you hear him murmur a soft "pathetic slut" at you before guiding you to stand by your slobbery chin, his other hand softly slapping your cheek eliciting a weak whimper.
you look at him, confused as to why he would bring you to stand, but you figure it out soon enough when he pulls your bottoms fully off and takes your top and bra with it, leaving you pathetically naked, and him, almost entirely clothed, save for his impressive cock unsheathed, his shorts and boxers curving only to allow the length out. he pushes you back down to the floor and you sit on your ankles, waiting for further instruction.
god, he was sexy when he was mad.
"on your hands and knees, whore," he commands and you rush to abide, "you distracted me with your silly little wet cunt and those pathetic clenches you kept gripping me with." you swallow. "you made me lose, and now," his voice drops fatally low, barely perceptible, "you have to pay."
you bite back a whimper, unsuccessfully, at his words. he drops to his knees behind you, immediately pushing your head into the plush carpet.
"can't keep in your fucking pants, can you?"
you whine in agreement, as his finger drags through your drooling arousal.
"good thing you cleaned me so well, since you so desperately want to come."
you turn your head to see him sucking your wetness off his finger, before pulling you onto him entirely, in one harsh thrust.
"oh god..!" you moan, immediately gripping him harsher, as he begins to harshly slide in and out of you.
"that's it," he says, his fingers harshly gripping into your hips, rutting into your sweet spot and forcing your head into the floor.
"take me so well, huh princess?" you whine incoherently, and he smacks your cheek at this.
"i asked you a question, you stupid bitch."
"y-" you swallow, trying to steady your voice, "yes sir! take you like the whore i am!"
he hums approval, hips rutting harsher into yours, relentlessly hitting into your sweetest spots.
"feel you clenching tighter already," he chuckles, "gonna come so soon?"
you let out a disgruntled yes, before your peak hits you, his hips fucking you through it, the white spots in your eyes, your pathetic moan, the drool dripping off your chin, your toes and heat clenched.
"aww pretty baby..." he coos, his cock slamming into your spot so harshly driving you into oversensitivity.
"s too much!" you whimper, stuttering, unclear voice, laced with moans of pleasure.
"too bad," he says, fake sympathy edging his syllables, "i don't care how many times you come, all that matters is that i do."