• 4th Official Member of Paboracha •

You sighed in relief when you let yourself fall onto your couch after a long day of work and running some errands after that. You had just slipped into some comfortable clothes and relished in the thought that you could relax for the rest of the day.

Pulling your phone out for the first time in hours, you immediately realized that relaxing was off the table.

You had multiple missed calls from Seungmin, several messages of him asking what you’re doing, if everything was okay and why you couldn’t answer the phone.

The pleas of answering or calling him back soon turned into heated orders, you could literally tell he was mad typing these. You sat in an upright position again, scrolling down to the latest message.

‘That’s it, I’m coming over’

Seungmin was supposed to be at work, he was a SWAT officer, he couldn’t just leave there. But still, you soon heard some banging against the front door.

“Open up!”

You felt goosebumps all over your body, you almost didn’t recognize his voice. It was so loud, so menacing and threatening.

“Open immediately, or else I will force my way in”.

This situation was weirdly arousing to you, the unrelenting fierceness in his tone was making you wet in no time. And as much as you probably liked seeing him burst in, you knew better and got up to follow his orders.

Instead of him giving you a kiss after entering the apartment like he always did when coming home, he shoved you inside roughly and kicked the door close with a foot.

“Hands against the wall,” he said flatly, voice thundering.

You couldn’t react to it at first, being completely stunned by him in his uniform - he always looked so damn good in it. Especially when he came home after work, sometimes having such a busy day he couldn’t even change before leaving—looking exhausted and sweaty because of the weight of the heavy duty clothes.

Now he looked more agitated than exhausted, pressing your front close to the wall until it was harder to breathe.

“Do what I say, I will use force.”

Your body moved, sliding your hands up and placing them on each side of your head.

“Seungmin-“ you began, but were cut off when he grabbed your wrists to pull them behind your back.

The roughness of his acts was new, unfamiliar, but you couldn’t help but find it intriguing.

“It’s ‘officer’ to you,” he growled.

“Officer-“ you bit down on the giggle forming in your throat, “What did I do?”

“You tell me,” he held your wrists in place with one hand, the other reaching for his handcuffs, “You didn’t answer any of my texts. Got something better to do?”

He handcuffed you quickly, years of experience making his movements swift and without any resistance from you, he had you restrained in seconds. Seungmin didn’t even need to hold you in place like this anymore, his hands were wandering.

“I was at work-“ you stopped when one hand wrapped around your throat, pulling you backwards until your head hit his shoulder, “And I was in the city after that.”

“Uh-huh, yeah. Did you meet up with that co-worker?”

Seungmin was a jealous man. Maybe that was an understatement. When the two of you were out together, he made sure to always leave a hand on you. He’d lace his fingers with yours or grab your hips or waist when you were standing close, signaling everyone you were his and only his.

“No I didn’t,“ you said, gasping when his hand was closing around your windpipe some more, asserting pressure to the sides.

You had a co-worker who didn’t understand Seungmin’s signals that you were already taken. That, or he didn’t want to understand. He would make advances with the dark haired man literally standing next to you.

“I feel like you’re lying,” he huffed, his tone changing for a moment, almost soft.

“No, he- he just approached me when I was getting groceries.”

Seungmin clicked his tongue, angling his leg to shove it between your thighs and push you forward against the wall again.

“Ahh, I see. So that’s how it is,” he chuckled a bit, “Followed you unnoticed and thought he could get away with it? What did he want, huh?”

While a hand stayed firmly against your right shoulder blade, the other reached in between your legs. One of his feet nudged your own further apart so he had better access. He wasn’t feeling merciful enough to shove your shorts aside or down so you could feel his fingers directly on your skin.

“Min-“ you huffed, resting your cheek on the wall.

Another frustrated sound from him.

“Officer-“ you corrected yourself without him needing to say something, “Please, just-“

“Ah ah ah-“ he cooed, head shaking slowly, “Rewards are for good girls who are compliant. This is an interrogation, jagi”.

His finger slid over your clothed folds, tip pressing into the spot where your entrance was. He was obviously teasing you with it, his hot breath on your neck was only making it worse.

“He- He didn’t want anything special. He asked if I wanted to grab a coffee with him.”

Seungmin froze in his movements, a frown formed on his face, eyebrows furrowed.

“What did you answer?” his voice was a growl.

His treatment was torture, you could feel the warmth of his hand through the fabric of your shorts but that wasn’t enough.

“I said no,” you whimpered and earned a gift, one finger indeed slipped inside your shorts to rub over your folds from behind.

“So tell me then,” he mused, movements stopping, “Why did you ignore me all day?”

You didn’t dare to move your hips to get friction yourself, knowing it would only lead to a punishment in his riled up state. Although you really, really wanted to.

“I didn’t mean to.”

“But?” he asked, wanting to hear an explanation.

But you could only groan in frustration, this was going for too long. You weren’t able to fight the urge to grind your pussy against his fingers, but he immediately retracted.

“I was just busy, Min- seriously, just fuck me already.”

Seungmin growled, muttering something you couldn’t understand under his breath.

“Don’t be so cruel, I know you want it too. Stop pretending,” you said, soon enough regretting that.

“You want to be fucked? Fine,” he grabbed you by your bound wrists and hauled you away from the wall to shove you into the apartment, “Maybe you need to get that damn attitude fucked out of your brain.”

Getting into the open kitchen, he bent you over the dining table, roughly shoving your face against the wood with a hand on your neck.

“You stay like that. Move an inch and I’ll leave you handcuffed to the bed and go back to work. If I feel generous enough, I won’t set the vibrator too high,” he moved back to pull your shorts and underwear down all together, “Got that?”

You trembled and shivered because of his words, there was no need to explain this any further, so you nodded hastily. He already scared away your complaints.

“Yes-“

“Yes, who?” he pulled the shorts and panties down rather unceremoniously, slapping your right cheek once - quick but powerful.

“Yes, officer,” you whined.

“That’s more like it,” he cooed, satisfied.

Both hands grabbed your ass, spreading the cheeks slightly before wandering up, shoving your shirt upwards to grip your hips properly. He played with you, enjoyed how you couldn’t do anything against it.

“Did you earn preparation?” Seungmin asked, his fingers dangerously close to your entrance again.

You whined, his other hand pressed down onto your lower back, making it impossible for you to move. The bulge in his uniform pants was obvious, it touched your naked skin and made you want to grind against him even more.

“No.”

“Hmm, good job. You’re right, pup,” he chuckled, voice so soft all of the sudden.

You loved the nickname, it made you weak. You were lucky you were bent over the table and didn’t need to stand on your own because your knees were so wobbly.

“But still, I’ll have mercy. You get one finger,” the softness of his voice was gone as he shoved his middle finger inside.

You jolted at the sudden intrusion, but moaned out loud immediately. He was mean with it, obviously skipping your g-spot on purpose, only fucking you with his finger to stretch you a bit.

“Officer-“ you gave in, played along.

“Ohhh,“ the grin on his lips was evident in his tone, “You have something to say in your defense?”

This wasn’t enough, you needed more than that. And you needed it now.

“More-“ you whimpered, “Please, more.”

Seungmin clicked his tongue, sighing in frustration before pulling his finger out again.

“Greedy slut,” he cursed, “You really don’t deserve that preparation.”

You heard him unbuckle his belt, the pull down of his zipper.

“But it’s okay, bratty pup just needs to be tamed, right?”

He pushed in, slow but steady, shoving his dick inside your pussy until he bottomed out. You choked because of the feeling of being so intensely stretched out, so intensely full. It pushed the air out of your lungs.

“So tight-“ Seungmin hummed, losing himself for a second the moment he got to be inside of you, “You’re taking me so well, pup. Almost want to forgive you for acting up.”

The grip on your hips was punishing, the way he partially pulled out and snapped forward again was probably bruising you from the inside.

“Is that what you wanted? Ignoring me all day just for me to put you back into your place?” he snarled, one hand grabbing your bound wrists to pull back and force you into an arch.

You couldn’t answer, the force of his thrusts smothered every thought that dared to form. Your whole body just went slack, already dumb.

“I want an answer, pup,” he halted, not moving an inch.

“I- I can’t-” you sobbed, the stretch still so intense, the way he pressed into your g-spot made your eyes roll back into your skull.

“Fucked dumb already?” Seungmin scoffed, “That was fast. Can’t even speak anymore.”

His humiliating tone was going straight between your legs, your walls clenching and gripping him.

“Ohh- but your pussy can talk. Seems like I have to interrogate her, then.”

He pulled you back by your hips, basically forcing you to fuck yourself on his dick like this. You liked the rough treatment, it was embarrassing how immensely it turned you on.

“She’s sucking me in-“ he mused, the snap of his hips getting a bit shallower, “Trying to bribe me here? Trying to seduce me into corruption?”

You heard how his voice slurred, the little grunts of exhaustion. He didn’t want to show how much he liked this as well, how much he liked to play the role of the bad cop, how close he already was as well.

“You think you’ve learned your lesson? Giving that dumb guy more attention than me? Fuck-“ he talked himself into a trance, even ignoring what a big mess you made out of his uniform pants.

He hadn’t even bothered with pulling his pants down, just opened them enough so he could take his cock out. With every time he bottomed out, the fabric grinded against your wet pussy.

“Yes! Yes, I did,” you replied, endorphins starting to flush your nervous system the closer you got to your release.

“I don’t think you did,” he laughed, “Pussy says otherwise, she wants more. Slutty hole loves the punishment.”

Seungmin hauled you up into his arms, forcing you to stand on your legs. The sudden change in position made you let out a gasped whimper, he reached impossibly deeper like this. One of his hands sneaked around your throat, holding you close.

“I could tame you all night, pup. I’ll fuck that other guy out of your memory,” he growled, but pressed a kiss to your sweaty temple.

“Officer-“ you sobbed, not daring to call him by his name, although it was all you could think of.

You felt the familiar tug in your lower stomach, the knot that was about to burst - his hand splaying out on your lower stomach and pressing onto it didn’t really help.

“Bet you can feel me so deep, right, pup?”, he was on the verge of losing control, you could hear it.

“Gonna-“ you couldn’t finish the sentence properly, the pressure of his fingers on your throat was too much, “Gonna cum-“

“You don’t get to cum,” he growled, but continued to fuck you, “Say you’re mine and I’ll consider letting you finish.”

Your whole body was trembling at this point, you were so incredibly exhausted.

“I’m yours,” you breathed, voice only a whisper.

“Louder, I can’t hear your pathetic whines over how loud your pussy is.”

He was right though. The squelching noises whenever he moved were obscene, they were echoing from the walls of the kitchen.

“I’m yours!” you tried again, “Just yours.”

“Damn right, you are. Cum on my cock then, show me how sorry you are.”

His words shoved you roughly over the edge, your orgasm hit you without warning, although you had been so close for so long. It was intense, blinding you and making you moan so loud it was humiliating.

“That’s it, tell them who fucks you this good”, he grunted, following you with his own release.

He fucked his cum into you, as deep as possible, not stopping until he was too exhausted to move himself.

Both of you stayed like this for a moment, the grip on your throat getting softer with every second.

“How are your wrists?” he asked calmly.

Your hands were numb, to be exact, the blood flow had been cut by the way you had been pulling on your restraints.

“Probably sore by tomorrow,” you answered in a whine, “Along with the rest of me.”

“Good,” he snapped his hips forward once more, your thighs bumping into the table so hard it almost hurt, “Maybe you’ll remember how to behave.”

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