#bottom!seokjin

You don't hear the front door open and close, you also don't hear Seokjin calling out your name on top of his lungs. The music you are blasting through your bluetooth speakers drowns it out. You had decided to put on your good-old "I'm a bad bitch you can't kill me"-playlist because as a matter of fact you were a bitch that nobody could kill. Or bring down for that matter. You didn't need some other person to cheer you up, just you, the hot shower and a big glass of red wine later on. 

The knock on the door stays unnoticed by you as you sing on the top of your lungs. Hyuna, one of your favourites. The door closes again, Seokjin lets out a loud sound of approval. He is staring at your naked body, the way your hips swing from side to side and your ass glistens wet under the bright lights. 

“Damn baby”, he coos, expecting you turn around. 

 Still no reaction. The water is running over your ears, drowning out everything.  

You grab the shampoo bottle, holding it like a microphone and screaming at it in enthusiasm. It is freeing really, to yell motivating lyrics at an inanimate object. TÍt helps you get all these constricting emotions off your chest. The song changes, CL, another one of your faves. You turn the water even hotter, steam is rising, fogging up everything in your small bathroom. 

"Yes queen show them how it's do- what the fuck!" you suddenly scream up in total panic, dropping the shampoo bottle and whipping around. 

Two arms had snaked their way around your waist and had pulled you into a warm chest, scaring you to your bones.

You scream, Seokjin screams, the neighbors probably hate you and your cat outside meows loudly at the closed bathroom door.

"It's me! It's me, Seokjin, your boyfriend!" Seokjin yells as you continue hitting his chest in defense and scream on top of your lungs. 

Your screams stop at the familiar voice. You peel your eyes open, meeting a completely naked and very much distressed looking Seokjin. 

"What the actual fuck Seokjin? You nearly gave me a heart attack", you half yell, half growl.

Seokjin chuckles, giving your sides a teasing squeeze.  

"I just wanted to surprise you. Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that. I thought you heard me come in. I even complimented your ass", he defends himself, swinging you from side to side. 

His fingers travel up and down your skin, the feeling definitely pleasant, but not right now. Not when you are angry at how oblivious he is to your very obvious bad mood. 

"I did in fact not hear you. Besides, you can leave, I don't want to see you tonight", you push him off. 

He whines, stumbling back. 

"Babe come on, don't be like that. I drove all the way here to spend the night with you", he says and wiggles his eyebrows at you, making kissy noises. 

"You left me. In the middle of the road. Because you were busy with gaming. I needed your help", you growl, hitting his chest. 

The slapping noise echoes through the now silent room. Your playlist finished, all there was left was the running of the shower and your cat meowing outside.  

Seokjin touches the spot you had slapped, whining in pain.  

"I wasn't busy gaming. I was busy, with actual adult stuff, you know." 

"Oh, real adult stuff? You? Good joke", you scoff. 

He pouts, crossing his arms in front of his chest. It makes his muscles flex, his shoulder look even broader in this position. 

"It's true. I was busy buying some stuff", he takes a step closer to you. 

You take a step back, your back hits the wall, the tiles feel cold on your heated skin, making you gasp in shock. 

"Stuff you'll probably enjoy a lot", he rasps and smirks, placing his hands on your hips. 

You swallow. You can't stop staring at his plumb lips, the way the water runs down his face and over his well sculpted shoulders. God his hands feel so hot on your skin, it makes you tingle all over. 

"Stuff I'll like? If it's not a bottle of vodka you can keep it", you won't forgive him that easily however. No matter how seductive he is trying to be right now.

He needs to be more creative with his apologies. A promise of presents and teasing touches won't grant him your forgiveness. 

Seokjin steps even closer, resting one of his arms on the wall right beside your head and keeping the other on your waist. 

He leans closer to your ear. 

"Something better than any booze in the world", his voice is deep, raspy as he whispers into your ear. 

Your lips part as a quiet sigh leaves them. This is so hot right now. His touches, the hot water running down your bodies, the perfect view of his broad chest, all of this makes your mind go dizzy.

"Oh really? What can be better than alcohol?" you grumble. You won’t show him though how hot you think he is. He lost that privilege when he chose games over you.

Seokjin chuckles darkly, giving your waist a gentle squeeze. 

"I'll let you guess. Here are some clues. It's two things actually", he whispers leaning even closer, "one is made out of glass", his lips ghost over the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine, "it's turquoise, really pretty", you can hear the smirk in his voice.

His fingers paint a path over your stomach, his touch light enough to be considered borderline rude. You want more of it. 

"The other is even prettier. It's pink", he presses an opened mouth kiss to your ear, moaning quietly. 

He knows exactly how you are crazy for hearing him whine and moan for you. And tonight is no different, your legs part, you can practically feel your arousal drip out of you. 

"It vibrates", he moans, kissing down your neck. 

Your head rolls to the side, your eyes flutter closed. 

"Fuck baby", you hiss, grabbing both sides of his hips. 

You squeeze them tightly, almost bruisingly. The feeling makes Seokjin breathe in heavily, his abdominal muscles flexing with every heave of his chest. 

"This is really unfair of you. You do know that?" you pull him close, keeping his hips in a tight grip. 

Seokjin’s lips fall from your neck as he gazes at your face instead, eyes heavy in arousal. The way his cock rubs against your stomach steals his sanity from him.  

"It's not or am I not allowed to treat my queen?" he forces out, trying his hardest not to move his hips. 

You do it for him, pulling him into you and grinding against his swollen cock. He moans, fingers twitching on the wall. His eyes fall closed, his nails dig into the tiles to keep himself from losing his composure. 

“Fuck baby”, he presses out almost inaudibly.

You guide his hips, watching his cock rub itself hard between your two bodies. His tip looks so red, so swollen and needy for more. It’s so pretty. 

"So you think you buying me some sextoys will make me forgive you for what you have done?" you challenge him, punishing him with a hard grind of your hips.

Seokjin whines, his hand slips from the wall to grab your hip instead. He looks so fucked out already, so close to blowing his load and you haven't even properly fucked him yet.

"Please have mercy on me. Fuck", he begs.

“Ha! No”, you say coldly.

“Fuck baby”, he presses out and leans in to kiss your neck again, sucking on your sensitive skin hungrily and with needy moans vibrating in his chest. 

A moan slips past your lips, fingers tightening on his hips. Seokjin just knows how to give good neck kisses. You roll your head to the side and close your eyes. They are so good, you almost want to forgive him.

You reach between your bodies, wrapping your fingers around his length. Seokjin stumbles, hugging you for a second in order to find his support again. You are fast in your movements. Fast and punishing. You want him to shake and fight against his own urges to orgasm. It is what he deserves.

"Holy shit baby”, he chokes out and moans desperately, “I so want to fuck you against this wall", he growls, cupping your left breast and squeezing it harshly. His hips are fleeing from your touch, but you chase him, forcing him to take every second of torturous bliss.

“Please baby”, he begs.

“Uhm…no”, you say and smirk.

He sobs softly, “please, please, please.”

More arousal seeps out of you. His begging turns you on so much. You start grinding down on his thigh in search for some sort of well needed friction. His thigh feels hot on your swollen clit, his skin wet and slippery from the water still running down your bodies.

Seokjin lifts his leg, the added pressure making your stomach tighten and your pussy throb. His hand works wonders on your breast, rolling your hardened nipples between his fingers just like you love it.

“Please let me fuck you, please.”

"You think you deserve this?" you ask, grabbing a bundle of his hair and yanking his head back hard. 

Seokjin’s mouth falls open, a high pitched moan leaves him, his dick twitching. His Adam's apple bops with every swallow he takes, water runs down his thick neck, collecting on his collarbone before running down his sculpted chest. His orange hair sticks messily to his face, making him appear just all the more mouthwatering.

"I do, ah fuck, I do", he whines, "please ___ take it easy on me." 

A dark hunger burns in his eyes as he says these words, his dick grows even harder. Begging for your mercy turns him on so much. And in return, it turns you on to hear him beg for your mercy. Truly, it is a win-win situation.

"I don't know if you deserve to be treated nicely tonight", you spit and tug on his hair again, earning a whiney groan from him. 

"I'll work for it, please ___ I'll be a good toy for you", he keens, knees buckling at the pain.

"On your knees then", you force him down by his head. 

His knees hit the floor rather harshly, they will surely bruise tomorrow. You hear him curse under his breath.

“Fuck”, he chuckles, “you’re so hot”, he says, mesmerised by the sight of your pussy right in front of his face. How he would love to bury his tongue in it, to taste you, to devour you. But he shouldn’t rush it. He needs to wait for permission first. His hands are on your hips, massaging the flesh. Even from up there you have a clear view of his swollen cock, standing proudly whilst water drips off of it.

“So pretty…”he whispers, licking his lips.

"Well then don't just stare at it", you force his head closer to your core, “geez you’re being so slow.”

"Please forgive me", he murmurs, feigning innocence in his deep voice. 

"Less talking. More working", you press his face right onto your core. 

Seokjin groans, wasting no time, instantly starting to lap up your juices as fast is the compromised position allows him to. His knees pulsate in pain, his cock aches to be touched, and breathing is hard with his nose squished against your core. But he wouldn't like it any other way. He knows he could simply tap on your leg and you would instantly stop, but he doesn't want that. He strives for the pain, for the humiliation that comes with being reduced to nothing more than a mouth made to please you. 

He slurps loudly, sucking hungrily on your core, stimulating everything he can. Your swollen clit, your slickened lips, your wet hole, nothing gets left out by his plumb lips and eager tongue.

You have a good grip on him, guiding his every movement with your fingers in his hair. You have one leg draped over his shoulder, forcing him even closer. 

Seokjin groans, his nails dig into your hips. He tries his hardest to open his eyes, to look up at you but fails miserably, the feeling of your hot core too distracting. 

"You are such a dirty slut aren't you? Look at how greedy you are for my pussy", you lull and roll your hips into his mouth, "you like my pussy, dirty boy?" 

Seokjin groans, fucking your wet hole with his tongue as an answer. He nods his head, making the tip of his nose brush over your clit. Hot pleasure shoots through you, your head falls against the tiles, your fingers in his hair tighten. 

"I know you do”, you pause to moan loudly, “you dirty, dirty little boy. Eating pussy is all you are good for." 

Seokjin opens his eyes, gazing up at you. His eyes are blown out and glassy, sending you an innocent look. He groans, squirming desperately. Fuck, his cock is so hard that it hurts.

"What is it? I can't understand you. You need to speak up Jinnie", you taunt, rolling your hips and forcing his tongue even deeper inside of you in the process. 

He groans again, flutters his eyelashes at you and grunts. If only he was allowed to touch himself, fuck it would make the ache so much easier to bear.

“I told you I can’t understand you”, you spit, tugging at his hair.

His head tilts back, his swollen lips slipping from your pussy. He whines, giving you the perfect view of his agape mouth. His cock throbs. Each second of pain his scalp experiences goes straight to his dick. You watch it throb and tug harder, watching it throb again. You know that he wants to touch himself, but that he won’t ask you such a thing because he was being punished and playing with his cock is only reserved for good boy toys.

Seokjin gurgles out a moan and looks at you with his eyes slightly out of focus.

“Speak”, you bark and yank his head back.

“I love your pussy! Thank you my queen!” he exclaims, eyes squeezed shut in blissful pain.

“That’s better. Now back”, you order him and force him back between your legs.

Seokjin moans, welcoming your pussy with eager licks and fast swirls of his tongue. His eyes are still closed, fluttering in pleasure.

“That’s it, fuck”, you press out and moan, letting your head fall against the tiles. You finally close your eyes and loosen your fingers around his hair just slightly.

His fingers tighten on your hips, the movements of his tongue get more desperate. He can feel how close you are, taste it on his tongue, hear it in your voice. He wants to show you, prove it to you, that he is more than just a tongue fucking your pussy, that he is capable of so much more. 

"God look at you", you tighten your grip on his hair, sending a new wave of pleasurable pain through his scalp. 

Seokjin’s eyes roll back, his eyelids flutter closed, his dick twitches. A strip of precum leaks from the tip, pooling on his lap.

"You are such a slut for my pussy, it's pathetic. You are pathetic Jinnie." 

He whines, speeding up his tongue. His drool runs down his chin, tripping on his chest. 

“Such a fucking slut”, you press out and growl, “fuck, that’s so good.”

He is practically french kissing your pussy by now, moaning needily whilst sucking on your pulsating clit. The feeling is amazing, makes you want to scream and throw your head back. Your legs are shaking, the knot in your stomach is ready to burst any second now. 

"Yes keep doing that, I'm so close", you tell him, guiding his movements. 

Seokjin sucks on your clit again, his teeth craze over your skin. 

"Fuck, Jinnie", you yelp as your orgasm washes over you. Waves of hot pleasure come rolling down on you, making your whole body shake and your pussy throb around his tongue. Your fingers have a deathly grip on his hair, making him moan and whine just as loudly as you are. 

You pull him back once overstimulation sets in and his tongue feels painful on your pulsating clit. Arousal is smeared all over his chin and nose, his cheeks are reddened, his eyes blown out. 

"Did I do good?" he asks cutely, looking up at you like you are his goddess. 

You simply nod, cupping his cheek. 

"You did, I’m impressed", you tell him, still trying to catch your breath. 

"Can I fuck you now?" he asks, massaging your hips. 

You take your leg down from his shoulder. He is holding his breath, blinking hard every time water hits his eyes. He looks so hopeful, so desperate you feel new arousal spill out of you already. 

"Do you think you deserve it?" 

He nods. 

"Yes, I do. Please ___ I was so good for you. Please", he begs. 

You smirk, trailing your nails over his pretty face. He sighs, leaning into the touch as a shiver runs through him. 

"I see that my boy is confident", you chuckle. 

"I know what I can do", he retorts sheepishly. 

It makes you laugh, Seokjin’s face lights up. 

"Fine", you tell him. 

In one swift movement he is standing, pressing you against the wall with fire burning in his hungry eyes. 

"You are so fucking beautiful ___", he whispers before sweeping you off your feet. 

"Seokjin", you squeal, laughing. 

Your quickly wrap your legs around his torso, supporting yourself on his shoulders. The muscles in his well defined arms are flexed, it’s mouthwatering to look at honestly.

“I wanted this so badly”, he growls, “fuck ___ my dick hurts so bad already”, he whines, making you smirk all the more. 

“You brought this on yourself boy”, you tease, tightening your legs around his torso. 

He inhales shakily, his dick brushes through you wet folds. 

“I know god”, he groans, biting down on his lower lip, “p-please my queen, can I fuck you now?” 

“Yes.”

He doesn't waste much time after getting your permission, he bucks his hips into yours, entering you in one swift movement. You are so wet that he is bottoming out in a mere second, both of you sighing in complete bliss. 

"F-fuck you feel so good", Seokjin moans and starts bouncing you on his dick. 

“That’s it, fucking hell, Seokjin you perfect slut”, you moan, feeling like bursting.

He is fucking you so deep in this position, hitting even the deepest spots inside of you. You are almost yelling at this point, clawing at his shoulders with your head thrown back. There is no point in denying how good he fucks you anyways, not when you know that your moans spur him on all the more.

Seokjin grunts, his fingers dig into your skin, you are sure his nails leave crescent moon shaped spots all over it. So hot.

“Faster, show me what you can do, dirty boy”, you spur him on. 

“Fuck ___ I can’t, god I can’t”, he whines. 

“I think you can, you are just too lazy to try. Aren’t you? You pathetic boy.” 

Seokjin moans loudly, you feel his dick twitch inside of you, his fingers tighten on your thighs. 

“No, fuck no. I’m not. I’m not, please”, he pants as he speeds up his movements. 

Your head hits the wall from the force of his thrust. You are seeing stars, the pleasure is too great. 

The sounds of wet skin slapping against wet skin echoes through the room, the water is cold on your bodies, cooling you down or otherwise you both would have probably died of a heatstroke. His eyes are closed, his lips parted. They are still red and swollen from eating you out, glistening deliciously. 

"Baby look at me", you tell him, wanting to look into his eyes. 

You are honestly obsessed with his lust filled eyes, how they gaze at you as if you were his queen, his reason to breathe, his life's elixir. 

He groans, still bouncing you on his cock. His arms hurt, the spots on his shoulders where your nails dig in burn, his dick aches for release. Opening his eyes is difficult, fuck, he wants to cum so bad. He peels them open, meeting yours for a mere second before he closes them again. 

This was too much. You are so beautiful. It was just too much for his sensitive cock. He cums hard and deep.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh god. Fuck", he starts shaking, whining, "god, fuck", his body tenses, he hides his face in the crook of your neck. 

He is panting heavily, cursing under his breath. You can feel his cum drip out of you, running down his twitching dick. 

"Fuck, I'm sorry, god I'm so sorry", he almost sobs, pulling out of you and putting you down. 

He is hugging you tightly, needing your body to lean on. His face is hidden in the crook of your neck, he is still shaking. 

"I j-just came, I'm sorry, I came. I didn't mean to."

His skin feels hot on yours, the water runs down your bodies, freezing you now that your heads aren’t filled with insatiable lust. You both shiver slightly, needing the other for warmth. 

“I’m such a bad boy, I’m sorry ___. Please forgive me, please”, he croaks weakly. 

“No you’re not, you were such a good boy for me. It's okay Jinnie, everything's okay”, you assure him, caressing the skin of his back gently, drawing mindless figures all over it. His arms tighten, he takes a deep breath, relaxing into your body.

“I m-messed up, sorry”, he hiccups and sobs.

“Hey Jinnie”, you cup his face.

He looks at you with trembling lips, sniffling like crazy.

“You are the best boy in the whole entire world”, you say and smile.

He blinks cutely.

“I…am?” he asks in a shy whispers.

“Mh-hm”, you hum, wiping his tears away before kissing the tip of his nose, “you are. The best boy ever.” 

He giggles, hugging you tightly before pressing a loving kiss to your neck. 

"You just felt so good and then I looked into your eyes and I knew I was a goner”, he explains cutely, ending it with a shy giggle.

You chuckle, massaging his scalp soothingly.

“I realised. It was really hot.”

He raises his head, to gaze into your eyes. He smiles. 

"Do you want to get out of the shower and cuddle up in bed instead? I'm so cold", he suggests. 

"Sure sounds like a nice plan", you tell him, turning off the cold water before tugging on his arm, “but first I need to dry your hair so hop, hop get on the washing machine.”