(Unwilling) Sub!Namjoon Smut
A/N: This is basically my first time writing smut so this is probably HORRIBLE. Enjoy!
Y/N x Namjoon
You had finally had enough. You wanted to be in charge just once. Just one damn time. But when you had brought this up to Namjoon, he of course had laughed and said you were cute. But it was time to show him who was really in charge.
Namjoon laid on his stomach, scrolling through Twitter, “I can feel you glaring at me babe.” You could hear the humor in his voice, “What’s on your mind?”
He turned around, propping himself up on his elbows. The thin sheet slipping down his chest and pooling around his waist. You had to shake your head a bit and step away from the doorway before you gave into him. He knew exactly what you wanted and knew exactly how to break you. But not this time.
You climbed up the bed, up his long legs. He laid back against the pillow, hands coming to rest around your waist as you straddled his. He arched an eyebrow, obviously waiting for you to make the first move.
You leaned down, making sure to grind down on him, and nipped at his throat, “It my turn to be in charge. You’re gonna be a good boy and do exactly what Eomma says.”
He scoffed, “Oh please baby girl, we both know who’s getting fucked and who will be doing the fucking tonight.”
You grinned and ran your hands up his arms, raising them above his head, “Yeah, you.” You punctuated this with another roll of your hips.
He groaned and linked your fingers together with his, nipping at your bottom lip, “I like it when you fight me.” His voice had become husky.
You sighed against his lips, gently tying the cloth now around his wrists and the bed post, “So do I.”
He looked at you in confusion before looking up at his hands, “Baby, what is this?”
Licking a stripe up the hollow of his throat and gently scraping your teeth against his Adam’s apple, you hummed, “I told you, I’ll be the one in charge tonight.”
He growled, “Untie me. Now.”
You bit a little harder than before into the junction between his neck and shoulder, “Oh no. My turn.”
You took your time, marking every inch of him. When you reached his thighs, he tried to wrap them around your waist.
You pried them off and looked up at him, “Now I told you to be good. Don’t make me punish you.”
Something flashed in his eye, “Untie me now and I promise I’ll go easy on you.”
You chuckled and slapped your hand down on the meaty part of his thigh, “No. Eomma is in charge tonight.”
He hissed and arched into your hand, grinding into the air, “Fuck. I’m gonna make you regret this.”
You dragged your nails along his thighs, relishing in the way he quivered, “We’ll see.”
Without warning, you leaned down and took him all the way into your mouth. He arched his back, trying to thrust into your mouth but you held him down.
Soon, he was panting but refusing to beg, “Fuck you.”
You let him go with a wet sound and grinned, “You wish.”
He thrusted up into the air again, “J-just touch me or something damn it.”
You snickered, finally starting to break him, “Not until you beg.”
He glared at you and for a moment you questioned whether this was worth the consequences you would later face, “No.”
You shrugged and went back down on him, bobbing your head up and down at a torturously slow pace, gently scraping your teeth against the tip each time and pressing your tongue hard against the underside.
It wasn’t long until he broke beneath you, “Please. Please Eomma. Please…”
You pulled off and leaned up to press a kiss to his lips, “Since you asked so nicely.”
You had prepared yourself earlier so you weren’t worried about that. Grabbing the lube, you poured a generous amount on his cock, pumping him a few times to cover all of him. He mewled and thruster up into your hand.
You took pity on him and stripped out of your clothes, positioning yourself above him. He ground his teeth and arched his back, “Plea-” he was cut off when you slowly let yourself down on him, taking him inch by inch. Once he was fully in up to the hilt, you paused, letting you both get used to it.
He growled, “Fucking move.”
You slowly lifted yourself up and just as painstakingly slowly, went back down, feeling the head of his cock drag along your walls.
He swore and snapped his hips up into yours, hard, knocking the air out of you and making you yelp. He grinned and did it again, and again, and again. Until you finally broke and let him take control, bouncing up and down on his lap until he slowed.
He growled lowly, “Now be a good girl and untie Daddy so I can fuck you into the mattress.”
You swore and sat up a bit, letting him slide all the way out. Leaning up, you untied the binds and before you had even leaned back, he had flipped you both. You on your back, him holding you down.
He nipped at your throat, “You’ve been a very bad girl. I’m gonna have to punish you.”
You nodded, half delirious with pleasure, “Please please please…”
He slowly eased himself back inside you, thrusting a few times shallowly before slamming all the way in. He kept that up, just pounding you into the mattress as he had promised. Each thrust knocking little noises from deep in your chest.
You felt that familiar coiling in your stomach and clenched around him, his thrusts becoming sloppy. Then, you were both coming, you clenching hard around him and him deep inside you.
He rolled over to your side, gently pulling out and pulling you close to him, “That was…really good.” He chuckled and you just hummed, nodding. He clicked his tongue and said in a deep voice, “But, if you ever do that again, I’ll make sure you don’t come for a week.”