#mlksmut

Warnings: smut (18+), rough dom!jinwoo, cockwarming leading to face fucking, gender neutral (no reader genitalia mentioned, only wetness), cursing

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: this is literally just blowjob smut. My Jinwoo brainrot is getting out of control.

   My head lay lazily on Jinwoo’s thigh, his cock buried halfway in my mouth as we watched some movie. To be honest, my eyes had been closed since Jinwoo had placed his cock inside of my mouth at the start of the movie, so I had no idea what was really going on or what it was even about. I just hurriedly agreed to the condition Jinwoo gave me to let me cockwarm him tonight; don’t do anything to distract him from the movie.

   One of Jinwoo’s hands was playing with my hair, nearly lulling me to sleep. My jaw did feel a little tired, but I wasn’t moving away. The fullness of his cock in my mouth felt comfortable despite the growing slickness between my thighs.

   I swallowed the building saliva that threatened to pool out of my mouth. Jinwoo’s hand in my hair gave it a gentle tug as his hips bucked upwards. As he relaxed, he let out a sigh.

   “That’s the third time you’ve done that and it’s only been 12 minutes,” his low voice broke our silence, causing my eyes to flutter open. I turned my head just enough to look up at him; his half closed eyes were already looking down at me. He looked as if the movie was boring him to sleep as well, and he probably would’ve fallen asleep if it weren’t for me disturbing him.

   “Hmm?” was all I was able to really muster with his girth filling my cheeks. I swallowed again absent mindedly, watching him close his eyes as his head leaned backwards just slightly.

   “That’s it,” he simply stated after sitting in that pose for a few seconds. I patiently waited for him to tell me that I would have to get off of him so he could finish the movie or something like that, but he didn’t. “On the floor, on your knees. I won’t say it twice,” his eyes were open again, but they kept their half conscious position.

   Obediently, I slid off of the couch with my knees gently hitting the floor. I positioned myself between his legs and looked up at him. I felt more awake now, my eyes flickering back and forth from his to his cock; it was only half hard in my mouth but now was growing harder as he began giving it a few rough pumps.

   “Open,” so I did. I opened my mouth as wide as my tired jaw would let me, trying to keep the always-embarrassing eye contact with his dark eyes. He shook his head before pushing himself up slightly, taking his hand off of his cock before pushing those fingers in my mouth, gently pulling it to open it more. “How am I supposed to fit in there if you have your mouth shut?” His tone was just slightly condescending as he pulled until he was satisfied. “Now stick out your tongue,” and I did, this time making sure to stick it out with more effort.

   He slapped his cock on my tongue a few times, groaning when the two made contact. Then, he laid it on my tongue before making slow and small thrusts back and forth, not really entering my mouth just yet.

   I whined without thinking from his teasing. My mouth was aching for the fullness that his dick provided and he knew it.

   “Aweee,” he cooed, “your mouth looks so pretty like this; wide open and expecting.” The hand that wasn’t gripping his cock made its way to my chin, keeping me in place, “But, didn’t I say that we were just going to keep my cock in your mouth, nothing more?”

   I nodded with the little freedom my head had in his grasp. He pushed his dick slowly into my mouth, gliding over my tongue. Jinwoo let out a soft groan as I closed my mouth around his cock happily, a satisfied moan coming from myself as I felt him fill my mouth.

   Jinwoo would usually do the same routine when it came to blowjobs: he would enter my mouth only halfway, stay there for a few seconds as we both got used to and enjoyed the moment, then he would move back out before starting to slowly thrust in, then he either lose control and fuck my mouth, or he would gently thrust back and forth until he finished.

   I grasped tightly onto his thighs as my eyes widened, conveying my shock and confusion once Jinwoo suddenly thrusted his cock to the back of my throat. His now free hands were both tightly tangled in my hair as he held the position for a few seconds, hissing loudly as I gagged around his dick. “Fuck,” he groaned while slowly pulling back only halfway before thrusting back down my throat quickly.

   Tears pricked the corner of my eyes as my fingers dug into the male’s skin. I heard him laugh, snapping my attention back up towards him. His lips were curled into an ingenuine smile as one of his hands caressed my hair gently, contrasting the harsh movements of his hips into my mouth.

   “I remember saying that- fuck,” he struggled to control his words as he fucked my mouth, “that you can’t behave when it came to having my cock inside of you.” He panted while keeping the same slow pullout, rough push in pace. “But you promised that you would be good and stay completely still if I just let you have my dick lay in your mouth,” his rhythm began to pick up in speed as he stopped pulling out as far; groaning every time my throat clenched around his length after causing me to gag.

   My body began to tremble as I whimpered and squirmed on the floor. My head fought back against Jinwoo’s hands instinctively every time he would hold his cock in my throat without warning, desperately inhaling through my nose whenever my windpipe was freed. “Now it’s- ah fuck-, it’s in and now you’re ungrateful.” His voice was getting louder, managing to drown out the background noise of the movie on the tv.

   Drool began to drip down my chin and I could feel tears finally making their way down my cheek from the rough thrusting. The room was dimly lit, so I didn’t think that Jinwoo would be able to see it, but he did. One of his hands trailed down under my eyes, smearing the wet tears across my cheeks before feeling under my mouth, pushing the drool upwards. “You’re such a fucking mess,” his condescending tone never left his voice, “always begging for my big, thick cock to fill any and every hole you have.” I pathetically whimpered in response, unable to really focus on any of the words he was saying.

   I couldn’t tell how much time had passed, all I knew was that my jaw was unbelievably worn out and I was a weak mess of drool, tears, and Jinwoo’s precum all mixed together over various parts of my face.

   Then I noticed his thrusts getting rougher, his grip on my hair getting tighter as he buried his cock all the way down my throat. My eyes went wide as I struggled to breathe, my oxygen being replaced by Jinwoo’s thick cum. “That’s it,” he grunted out as he made quick and small thrusts to ride out the orgasm, “take every drop, don’t let out a single- fucking hell your mouth- ounce.” He held my head down for a few more seconds before he reluctantly pulled out.

   I swallowed everything down before roughly coughing, desperately trying to regulate my breathing once again. Jinwoo moved towards the edge of the couch as he gently held me against him, lightly brushing his hand against my cheek, “It’s alright, catch your breath. You did so well for me,” he spoke softly while looking down at me, “did I go too hard?”

   I looked up at him and saw his eyes full of worry and concern. I shook my head ‘no’ and relaxed into his arms.