#substraykids x reader
Author:@fairyhwngs
Pairing: sub!Jisung x reader
Genre:Smut
Words:767
Summary: Jisung purposefully acts like a brat just so his mommy can teach him a lesson.
sub!Lee Know x reader | use of safewords (but with a good ending!), pegging, Minho missed you a lot :(
“Ah!” The loud cry resonated throughout the bedroom as you gave Minho yet another harsh thrust, jerking him forward with the force. He was currently on all fours, splayed out beneath you as you rolled your hips into him. Your hands were gripping his hips, pulling him closer to you each time.
Neither of you expected the night to go like this, but here you were. You, having just gotten home not too long ago, and Minho, paying the price for jerking off without permission while you were gone.
You weren’t complaining, though. Having had a rather stressful day, it felt great to be able to release your frustrations a bit while also bringing pleasure to your lovely boyfriend.
What you didn’t know, however, was that Minho wasn’t feeling it the same way you were.
He wanted to have sex with you, of course, just…not like this. When you caught him in your bed, hand wrapped around his aching cock, it was only right for him to receive a punishment for it, he understood that. And he would have liked that any other day too, just, maybe not today.
You see, what you perceived as your boyfriend misbehaving without any care, maybe even doing it on purpose to rile you up, couldn’t have been farther from the truth.
Throughout the day, Minho had been feeling a bit down. He didn’t know why at first, just going about his day with a sad pout on his face. Only hours later into the day did he realize it was because of you.
The two of you barely had any free time together these days, mostly just talking through text messages every now and then. You were living together, yet you didn’t see each other for more than two hours at a time.
And as Minho finally got back home from work, that pit in his heart only grew as he was met with complete silence once again. You were still at work, meaning he’d have to wait a few more hours until you’d come back.
Feeling sad and lonely, he spent the next hour or two just moping around the apartment. He tried to occupy himself any way he could, but nothing seemed to help.
At last, he found himself in your joint bed, deciding he would just take a nap and sleep the sadness away until your return.
But as he slipped under the covers, you were on his mind yet again. Everything was suddenly reminding him of you. The cute pajamas lying on your side of the bed, the still slightly indented pillow next to them, hell, even the blankets smelled like you.
Too caught up in the thoughts of you, he didn’t even realize he was getting hard, only noticing once he felt his dick straining against his boxers.
Sighing, he laid on his back, pressing his head into the pillow under him as he slipped his hand into his underwear. Closing his eyes, he let out a quiet hiss as he wrapped his hand around himself, feeling way more sensitive than usual. The feeling made his frown even bigger, reminding him of just how long it has been since you’d last gotten intimate.
Way too long, if he was being honest.
As his wrist started moving up and down, his thoughts went back to you. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this. He knew that he’d get punished if you found out what he was doing. But he just couldn’t help it, it’s been so long and-
“Minho? Care to explain what you’re doing?”
Shit.
After that, everything happened rather fast. You tore the sheets away from his body, stripping him of his boxers and yourself of your own clothes as you joined him on the bed.
Immediately, he could tell that you wouldn’t be going easy on him. Quickly getting the lube from your bedside table and spreading it on your fingers, he knew where this was going. He wasn’t complaining, of course, he was finally getting the attention he was craving the whole day.
Or so he thought.
As things went on, a weird feeling started to settle in Minho’s chest. An inner conflict, if you will.
Your touches felt really good, amazing even, but he just couldn’t seem to lose himself in the sensations like he normally would. He usually liked you being rough with him, making him feel like you really had complete power over him, but nothing about that felt right tonight.
When he was jerking off to you, it was because he missed you, your love and affection. And as much as he liked the way you were filling him up to the brim right now, manhandling him on his hands and knees to your liking, it didn’t feel right after being away from you for so long. He enjoyed feeling used by you, yes, but tonight it just felt more disconnected than anything.
And with each thrust from you that shoved him further into the mattress, the strange pit in his stomach only seemed to grow.
The words left his mouth before he knew it.
“P-peaches!” He cried out, his voice coming out shaky and weak, muffled by the pillows beneath him.
You halted your movements immediately, worriedly examining your boyfriend as you questioned him.
“Oh fuck. I’m so sorry, baby. What’s wrong? Are you hurting anywhere?” You asked, panting slightly while running one of your hands on his back in circles.
Lifting his head up to speak more clearly, Minho noticed the tear stains on the pillow. Had he been crying? He didn’t even realize, too caught up in his own head to notice.
“No, no, that’s- that’s not it. I’m just- Could you turn me over, please?” He asked, feeling a blush creeping up his neck as a weird feeling of embarrassment washed over him. How was he going to explain this to you?
“Of course, baby, let me just-” you pulled out of him, making his thighs tremble slightly and a whimper leave his lips. You gently helped him turn over, laying him on his back. You watched his chest rise and fall as his breathing slowed down again. Brushing his damp hair out of his face, you looked him in his eyes as you spoke.
“What happened, baby boy? Did I do something that you didn’t like? Do you need a moment before we talk about it?” You tried again, hoping you weren’t pressuring him too much.
He shook his head before replying. “No, we don’t need to wait. It’s just- I’m not sure how to explain it myself, really,” he said, cheeks heating up as he met your worried but soft gaze.
“It’s okay, baby. Let’s just calm down and try to figure it out together, hm?” You smiled at him, hoping to calm him down at least a little bit. “I’m guessing something that was happening just now made you uncomfortable?”
He thought for a moment before eventually talking again. “Yeah, I think so. It’s just that it felt kind of…cold? I don’t know. I usually like you to be rough like this, but it just felt really distant this time and that scared me a bit, I guess,” he finished with a sheepish chuckle, looking away once again.
“I see…was it because we haven’t been together much lately?” You asked, slowly putting the pieces together. He nodded. You just smiled, bringing your hand up to his cheek and caressing it. “Aw, baby, it’s okay. I’ve missed you too, a lot. I should have thought about how this would make you feel, I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t be sorry, please,” Minho interrupted you, “I was still enjoying it, it just feels a lot better now that I can see you.”
“I see,” you could feel your heart flutter at his words, watching the adorable twinkle in his eyes as he smiled up at you. Leaning down, you gave him a soft peck on his lips, quickly followed by another and another as the kisses deepened.
Before things could get heated again, however, you pulled away, much to Minho’s dismay. As much as you wanted to just get right back into it, you needed his confirmation.
“Do you want to continue then? I’ll be gentler with you this time, I promise,” you asked, softly caressing his side.
He shivered at the feeling, reminding him just how hard and needy he still was. He could feel the tip of your strap touching his hole, gently pressing on it, as if asking for permission. Just the thought of how you could slip inside of him so easily again made his cock twitch, helping him make his decision quite a bit.
His arms came up to wrap themselves around your back as he nodded. “Yes please. I’ve missed you so much, (Y/N), make me feel good, please,” he said with a slight whine to his voice, watching you from below.
You smiled, reaching your hand out to brush over his hair one last time. Then, pulling it back, you grasped his waist firmly as you repositioned yourself between his legs. Grabbing the strap-on with your other hand, you slowly guided the tip to his hole, gently pushing back inside.
Minho gasped softly at the feeling, wrapping his legs around your middle to bring you closer.
Hiding his face in the crook of your neck, he could feel his chest touching yours as he panted at the feeling of being full again. His cheeks were completely flushed and his heart felt warm as he lay under you, feeling smaller than ever.
Pulling his head back to look at you again, he gave you a tired, lazy smile.
“This is exactly what I wanted today. Thank you,” he spoke in a breathy voice, running his hands over your arms languidly.
“There’s no need to thank me, baby. I’m enjoying this as much as you are,” you reassured him, bowing down to give his lips a chaste kiss. You still hadn’t moved, however, much to Minho’s annoyance.
“(Y/N),” he whined, tightening his grip on you as he pulled away from your lips, “please.”
You grinned at him, deciding to tease him just a little bit more tonight. “Please what?” You asked smugly, your smirk widening when he huffed out in frustration.
“You know what I mean,” he said, averting his eyes. “Just…make love to me, please.”
You felt your heart skip a beat at his words, feeling yourself growing even more fond of him, if that was even possible.
Steadying yourself on your knees, you grabbed the back of his thighs. Leaning over to give him one last kiss, you finally started moving again.
“As you wish, my pretty prince.”
sub!Jisung x reader | brat taming, pegging, spanking, mommy kink
“Ah! Mommy, mommy, you make me feel so good! Please, don’t stop, plea-mmh!”
You put your hand over Jisung’s mouth, finally getting him to shut up for a bit. Only his muffled cries and moans could be heard now, resonating throughout the kitchen.
“Can you not keep it down for even a second? Jesus Christ,” you growled into his ear as you slowed your thrusts, waiting for him to quiet down. You could feel his breath tickling your fingers as he let out an annoyed huff, but you paid his silent protests no mind.
Once his noises finally died down, you straightened yourself back up, ready to resume your previous pace.
But just as you started to move again, a sudden jolt of pain made you remove your hand from his mouth, a surprised yelp leaving your lips.
Pulling your hand back, you saw a clear bitemark forming on your skin, which only fueled the anger already flowing through you.
“And why should I do that, hm? Scared we’ll get another noise complaint?” Jisung asked, a smug smile on his lips as he watched you examine your hand.
“Are you fucking insane? Since when do you fucking bite?” You asked incredulously, still shocked by what he just did.
Your boyfriend could be a brat sometimes, yes, but even then, he’s never done anything like this.
“Since mommy started being boring and preventing me from having fun,” he retorted, pouting at you before turning away and resting his head against the cool surface of the kitchen counter.
“Jisung, I’m not trying to stop you from having fun, I just really don’t want to deal with the neighbors again and-” Your words were interrupted by an exaggerated wail coming from your boyfriend.
“See? First, you try to silence me while I’m showing you how good you’re making me feel, and now you’ve stopped fucking me altogether!” He cried, wiggling his hips to prove his point.
Looking down, you realized that he was right. During your petty little argument, you’d completely stopped your movements, staying pressed inside him for the past few minutes.
“Jisung, I-”
“No! You’re so mean to me, not letting me enjoy myself at all. If I knew this was going to happen, I could have just done it myself,” Jisung kept complaining, trying to rile you up even more.
And clearly, it was working.
“Ah!” He cried out, squeezing his eyes shut as you pulled his head back by his hair, revealing his pretty neck to you.
“Listen here, you little brat,” you snarled into his ear, grazing his neck with your teeth as he felt a shiver run down his spine.
“If I recall correctly, it was you who couldn’t wait to get to the bedroom and begged me to bend him over here like a little slut,” you continued, tightening your grip on his hair even more, eliciting a pathetic whimper from him at the sting.
“Y-yeah, and you couldn’t even do that properly-Ah, please!” His attitude was cut short as you pushed him back down onto the counter, forcing him to stay like that with your palm on his back. Your other hand moved to his ass, giving him a harsh spank to shut him up.
It seemed to have worked, as your boyfriend stopped talking back altogether, only resorting to small whines and whimpers as he let you gather his hands together behind his back.
“That’s better. Now, listen to me really fucking carefully. I’m going to fuck you, and you’re going to keep your mouth shut and take everything I give you. Understood?” You asked, trying to sound as stern as possible.
The effect it had on Jisung was instant, as he could only whimper under you, feeling his legs tremble from your harsh tone. He nodded his head with a pathetic whine, too scared to say anything.
“Good. Now spread your legs for me and get ready, baby boy, because I’m not going easy on you after this stunt you’ve just pulled.”
Oh no.
angst = ♠ | fluff = ♥ | smut = ♣
female reader = ♀ | male reader = ♂ | gender neutral = ○ | No reader insert = ☼
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♥♣ Untitled (sub!Lee Know x reader | pegging, use of safewords, fluff) - sin
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♣ Untitled (sub!Jisung x reader | brat taming, pegging) -sin
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