#subkim doyoung

Pairing: Kim Doyoung(NCT) x fem!reader

Genre:Fluff/Smut

Contains:Hand job, cum swallowing, marking, nipple play, orgasm denial, dirty talk

Word count:1605

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“Come here, love,” you wave at him with a warm smile.

Doyoung can feel you stare at him when he slowly undresses and can’t help but blush – his face and ears are on fire. He, who’s always so confident to the point of arrogance sometimes, lose all of his composure in front of you. It doesn’t matter how many times you two shared such intimate moments – he’d still get shy. Now he looks back at you and immediately turns his stare away caught off guard by the hunger in your eyes. Your smile only broadens at that.

“You’re gazing at me like you want to eat me alive,” Doyoung chuckles rolling his eyes and steps into the bathtub to sit between your legs.

He sighs happily savouring the warm water and leans back against your chest. His breath hitches ever so slightly when your stiff nipples brush the skin of his back, but he quickly pulls himself together. He smiles softly to himself when he feels your arms circling his waist and covers your hands with one of his.

“Maybe I do,” you murmur softly before kissing his temple.

“You’re just so sweet, Doyoung.”

“Yeah, I know,” he answers cheekily stretching his long legs.

Doyoung’s head falls back onto your shoulder, and he closes his eyes with another content sigh as his fingers lazily trace random patterns on the skin of your thigh. Being with you always makes him feel giddy inside but today even more so. Wrapped in your embrace he feels safer than ever before, deeply loved and cherished, and he can’t quite wrap his head around all those feelings. Everything is just so soft and warm when you’re with him. Finally, Doyoung  doesn’t need to do or say anything, he just needs to be.

“You want me to soap you?” you ask threading your fingers through his locks, and he has to bite his lip to suppress a broad smile.

He knows very well where this is all going, and he likes that direction. Very much so.

“Sure, do whatever you like, babe,” he answers trying his best to not sound too eager but fails miserably.

You don’t comment on that but Doyoung’s absolutely sure that you’re deeply amused by that – he doesn’t even need to see you to know that. He just knows.

“I like to touch you, you know,” you muse as you pour the gel onto your hand.

“Really? I didn’t notice,” he murmurs sarcastically and then yelps when you bite his earlobe suddenly.

“I also like to bite you,” you say lowly right into his ear and kiss his shoulder to which he shudders slightly.

Doyoung likes when you bite him too, no – he loves it. He loves to see the marks you leave on his skin: all the hickeys on his neck, chest and thighs, the red lines left by your nails, the occasional teeth marks. He likes to show them off oh-so-accidentally to others, so they know that you mark him as yours.

“There is a lot of things I like to do to you, love,” you chuckle and then your wet tongue’s moving up his neck and he can’t think straight.

That one simple movement reminds him about all those things you did to him with that tongue, and he almost groans at the very memory. He’s absolutely helpless as you set his body on fire time after time with full premeditation with the sweetest of smiles. One word from you, and he’s done for.

While his mind wanders freely, your hands are on his chest once again, moving slowly along the wet skin and leaving a bubbly trail behind. Your touch is gentle yet firm, palms slowly sweep along his arms and forearms to finally reach his hands and entwine fingers with his briefly. Then they move to his abdomen, moving lower and lower until he’s panting heavily, but you clearly have none of it as your hands avoid touching him where he needs to be touched the most.

“Up,” you say motioning to his legs, and he not only does bend his legs obediently but also spreads them wide for better access.

A view that unfolds in front of you makes your pussy throb in need. Trying your best to control yourself you pour some more gel on your hands and get to work. Doyoung chokes out a moan when your nails gently scratch his inner thighs.

“You’re going to be the death of me, babe, I don’t think I can take it,” he says in a hoarse voice.

“Nonsense, love, we both know that you’re capable of taking far more than that,” you answer with a smirk massaging his calves.

Soon your hands sweep up his legs once again to gently soap his sensitive balls.

“Oh, fuck, you can’t just start to play with my balls without any warning like that,” he groans grasping the edge of the bathtub fiercely.

You don’t answer instead focusing now on massaging the skin of his groin obviously avoiding touching his cock. Finally, he can’t take any more of your teasing.

“Please,” Doyoung whimpers shakily pressing his back into your chest.

“Please what, love?”

He scoffs in the answer and turns his head to gently press his lips to the skin of your neck. You look down on him and have to swallow seeing him up close. His thick dark locks glued to his temples and forehead, eyes still closed and cheeks flushed – he’s gorgeous, absolutely fucking gorgeous.

“So?” you ask hoarsely trying to get a grip on yourself once again which seems to be an impossible task at the moment.

He moves away slightly and opens his eyes to look at you with such an irritated look that you can’t help but laugh wholeheartedly.

“If you’d be that kind and play with my dick, I’d be grateful,” Doyoung snickers clearly done with you.

“I can’t refuse when you ask so nicely,” you chuckle in the answer before placing a sweet kiss on his lips.

He kisses you back eagerly and so you simply kiss for what seems like forever. When you slowly move away, both of you are panting heavily. Out of the corner of your eye you notice that his cock is fully hard now, almost begging for attention in the way it’s resting against his abdomen.

“The sweetest indeed,” you smirk referring to your previous comment.

“And yours only,” Doyoung adds breathlessly gazing at you with such emotions that your mouth gets dry.

“Yes,” you whisper softly kissing his forehead, feeling a shudder running down your spine.

“Mine.”

He closes his eyes with a choked moan when your fingers curl around his swollen shaft. His cock is beautiful you have to admit: all flushed pink, veins bulging on the sides and leaking swollen tip.

“Gorgeous,” you murmur into his ear and his hips buck at your words.

You smile at his reaction and place wet kisses on his neck as Doyoung slowly fucks your slippery hand, grunting, whimpering and moaning your name. You move your hand up and down his swollen shaft to meet his thrusts, teasing the leaking head with your thumb from time to time. His body is trembling from both effort and pleasure, and you’re absolutely mesmerized by this gorgeous man.

“Doyoung,” you moan lowly as he unexpectedly moves to the side and slides lower, just enough to take one of your nipples into his mouth.

He sucks, lick and bites gently – all that while still fucking your hand tightly wrapped around his shaft. You almost laugh reminding yourself that he’s indeed known for his multitasking skills.

“I–I’m close,” he grunts pressing his face in between your breasts and gripping the edge of the bathtub tighter.

You know that already from the way his hips stutter, the way the muscles of his abdomen tense so deliciously. But he can’t just come like that, when you two are sitting in the tub full of water.

“Don’t come yet, love,” you murmur softly, and he immediately stops moving altogether.

You sigh heavily as your pussy throbs in response to his behaviour.

“Honestly Doyoung, do you even know what you’re doing to me when you’re this obedient? I want to fuck you so hard you wouldn’t be able to fucking walk,” you growl kissing his shoulder as your hand lazily pumps his cock.

When his body starts to tense once again, you let go of his dick, letting it rest against his abdomen as you proceed with placing open-mouthed kisses everywhere you can reach. Doyoung’s panting heavily as his cock continues to bob from time to time, but you pretend not to notice.

“You’re good for me, love. Stand up,” you say already licking your lips.

Careful not to slip Doyoung does as told and turns around to face you. His breath hitches audibly when you press your cheek against his hard length with a smirk playing on your lips. He moans hoarsely when you lick the sensitive skin before taking him into your mouth. You look up at him doing so only to find him gaping at you already with utter awe and adoration written across his face.

“Please,” he begs desperately, and you simply nod as your mouth’s currently full of his cock.

He cries out your name while spending down your throat, and you continue to suck him off until he pleads for you to stop. Doyoung slowly sits back between your legs, body still trembling slightly as you hug him tightly from behind.

“Mine,” you softly whisper, and he nods only with a goofy grin on his face.

“Yours.”

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