#ohmami

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex (the reader is on birth control), consensual filming during sex, edging, choking (f.receiving), lots of dirty talk, name calling such as princess, baby, slut and whore. Changbin degrades the reader but she’s okay with it. Lots of mentions of cheating during sex. Handjob (m. receiving), creampie, Breast play, ass smacking (once), masterbation, dom changbin (he tries to act hard but he’s soft).

The difference between heaven and hell was the difference between the two lives you led. You should be in hell that you’re cheating on your terrible husband who manipulates you any chance he gets. He’s led you to believe you were worthless before you met him, but instead you’re in heaven as you find yourself spread out naked on Changbin’s bed.

Loud moans echo off the walls with the sounds of skin slapping skin. He sits back on his hunches slamming his hips into yours at a quick pace. One hand grips your breast while holding your throat applying the perfect amount of pressure. Your body feels like a live wire. You’ve been on the brink of falling apart for twenty minutes. Anytime you get close to the edge he pulls out of you quickly staring at you with a crooked smile.

“Not yet princess, have you earned it?”

Both your hands grip the cotton sheets below you trying to ground yourself. You’re on the verge of sobbing if he denies your release one more time.

“Changbin,” you plead. “Baby I’m so close.”

“Am I really your baby when you won’t leave him?” He’s taunting you like he always does. He knows you just can’t simply leave your husband. You’ve told him all the terrible things he says to you. He knows you’re scared to walk away.

“Binnie it’s not that simple.”

“Oh I know a pretty girl,” he grins, reaching for his phone that’s on the bed next to him. “Princess, can I film you?” This isn’t a request out of nowhere. You learned early on in your affair he loves filming you together.

“Always,” you moan, reaching between your legs.

He pressed a record on his phone. The camera focused in between your legs.

“Did I say you could touch yourself?”

“No-“ you want to tease him. Even though he tries to act stern and hard with you, you know that he will fold the moment you say please. “But I want to come so badly,” you smile.

“Go on finish the job,” the camera stays focused on your core as two of your fingers enter you. Your eyes are focused on him as he films you. There is something so intoxicating knowing he can watch all these videos back anytime he wants to.

“Binnie,” you moan his name like a prayer pumping your fingers into yourself over and over again. One hand gropes your breast, tweaking your nipple for more stimulation. Biting your bottom lip you hold back a moan.

“Are you going to come?”

“I want to so badly.”

“Be a good little slut and then I’ll fuck you so hard you forget your husband even exist,” your eyes roll back in your head as you come practically screaming his name. The guilt ridden feeling of him mentioning your husband does nothing to detour your orgasm washing over your body. Pulling your hand away from your body, your chest rises and falls as you ride out your high.

Your eyes open and you find the camera still on you. The guilty feeling washes away as you sit up. Reaching between you stroke his thick length. He focuses the camera between your two bodies. Your husband was cheating on you long before you had met Changbin. Stuck in a toxic marriage you can’t afford to leave your husband. When you’re home with him playing house, pretending he’s not fucking his business partner that’s hell. The only time you find yourself in heaven is when you’re with Changbin.

“Baby I want you from behind,” he groans, closing his phone, tossing it on the bed as you continue pumping his thick length.

Resting on all fours he thrust into you at a rough pace. His hands grip your hips pounding into you. You find yourself in this position with him quite often. Gasping with each drag of his thick cock touches just the right spot inside you.

“Should I send him those videos of you?” He groans, snapping his hips into yours. You moan turned on by his dirty words. “Should I tell him he’s too late? Tell him you’ve been here the last two days?” He’ll never actually do this or ever show anyone the videos he has of you but his heated words turn you on, when you know deep down inside they shouldn’t. Your hands grip the sheet below you as you find your release once again, but this time Changbin is thrusting into you over and over again helping you ride out your high. His hand smacks your ass once making you moan even louder as your walls contract around his length. His thrust gets sloppier as he finds himself falling apart, he finishes inside you painting your walls white. He moans your name like a prayer as his high washes over him. He removes himself from you as you collapse on the bed. Rolling onto your back your legs are spread. You feel his release slowly dripping from your used core. He hops off the bed and comes back with a warm wash cloth wiping away his release without saying anything. He tosses the cloth in the hamper before joining you back in bed. The room is silent as you both lay there fully coming down from both your highs.

There are a million things you want to say to him but you don’t know how. You love him and you know this hurts him knowing he never fully has you.

“Baby?” He breaks the silence as he is still staring up at the ceiling.

“Yeah?”

“Leave him.” You heart drops laying on your side reach out resting your hand on top of his.

“I can’t afford to leave him. I’ll have nothing if I do.” You’ve thought about leaving your husband every day since the first time you kissed Changbin.

“Money isn’t my concern. I’m paying for you to divorce him.” You learned very quickly early on that Seo Changbin was an extremely rich man. You knew that paying for your divorce would cost practically nothing to him.

“Changbin, that's really sweet, but I don’t have anywhere to go if I leave him.” You’re trying to be reasonable. Even though your heart is screaming at you to take Changbin’s offer. You have to think about how expensive this is. And that you know your husband will fight to make sure you don’t leave him.

“If you want to stay with him I won’t force you to leave him, but just know I can’t do this anymore. I can’t share with you and pretend it’s okay. I can’t just pretend I’m not in love with you. So please leave him and move in with me.” He’s putting his cards out on the table. You know he loves you, he likes to say it after you have sex or during your more domestic moments you share with him.

“It’s going to be expensive for me to divorce him.” He needs to know that this isn’t cheap. “He’s also not going to make it easy.”

“I know and I don’t care. I’ll drop all that money in a heartbeat, and I will fight like hell for you.” He rolls over on his side. His hand rests on your cheek dragging his thumb gently across your skin.

“Do you love me that much?”

“With all my fucking heart.” He smiles.

“Okay tomorrow while he’s at work we need to pack up my stuff. I’ll tell him tomorrow night.” You’re doing it. You’re going to escape your loveless marriage. Changbin wants you to help you escape hell and bring you back to heaven.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

Leaning forward you press your lips to his for a heated kiss. You move your body so Changbin is laying on the bed with you resting on top of him. Your lips move together as his fingers tangle in your hair. Pulling your lips away you tug on his bottom lip.

“I love you more than I ever loved him. I want to be with only you.”