#xiaojun pwp

                                                                                       “baby, please,” xiaojun whined, eyes tightly clasped and thick brows furrowed. you watched as his chest rose and fell dramatically, the moon’s rays that shone past the curtains bouncing off of his damp skin. “please stop teasing me.”

your lips curled into a mischievous smirk as you continued to kiss around his length, teeth nipping and tongue licking about every place but where he wanted you most. as your fingertips danced across his skin, you admired the way his teeth bit down on his bottom lip in near unbearable frustration. the sweat that collected at his hairline and the way his hands fought against the silk restraints tied to the headboard gave you this unexplainable sense of power. 

“how bad do you want me to stop?” you teased, ceasing your movements momentarily. xiaojun was silent yet his breathing did all of the speaking for him. the rapid breaths and slight twisting of his torso told you just what you needed to know, so you continued your ministrations—licking, biting, hovering over his aggravated dick. 

“you have been a good boy, though. i guess i should reward you.” you whispered, finally dipping your head to lead your flattened tongue from the base to the tip of his cock. hips jolting, xiaojun let out a breathy whimper as your tongue strokes up and down his shaft as if you were painting on a canvas. it circled the veins pulsating through his skin, the heartbeat evident in the palm of your hand as you pumped him teasingly slow. 

“y/n, faster, please.” xiaojun whined almost pathetically, eyes trained desperately on your movements. 

“faster, yeah?” you asked and xiaojun nodded his head simply, his tortured expression driving you mad. “faster it is.”

hand still wrapped around his shaft, your pace quickened abruptly, lifting a loud moan from his lips. you had begun to suck harshly on the tip of his dick and you allowed your free hand to massage and tug at his swollen balls. 

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” he whispered as his hips wildly twisted and turned. his wrists still strained against the ties, you felt how bad he wanted to bury his fingers into your hair and pull at your roots. as much as you were drawn to him being in control, his struggle only drove you to go harder and you removed your hand from his shaft to then take as much of him as you could down your throat, bobbing your head and swirling your tongue messily. 

xiaojun’s hips had begun to thrust into your mouth steadily and you matched his pace, allowing him to work his way to his orgasm. as his legs started to shake, his breaths had also become increasingly ragged and labored.

“y/n, i’m close. ah i’m so close, baby, f-fuck.” he groaned, hips moving impossibly faster to hit the back of your throat. naturally, you gagged around his dick, only resulting in louder groans and moans erupting from his mouth. his thrusts stuttered, signaling to you that his orgasm was arriving. 

as his groans filled the room, his warm cum painted your throat familiarly. it gave you great satisfaction to watch as legs shuddered and chest rose up and down heavily in response to your actions, showing the great effect you have on his body. selfishly, you wanted more. 

“ugh, your mouth is always so good to me, baby.'' he said breathlessly, a weak smile on his face as you pulled away. you gave him a sweet grin and traveled up his body, placing kisses up his torso until your lips finally met his. xiaojun moaned when you swirl your tongue with his, giving him a taste of the mess he made. 

“i’m glad you enjoyed it.” you murmured proudly once you pulled away from the kiss. 

“as always, my love. now,” he regarded his wrists, twisting them about for show. “let me take care of you.”

“yeah, about that...” you smirked, eyes trained on his slightly reddened lips. you watched with unadulterated satisfaction as xiaojun’s smile quickly faded. “open.” 

xiaojun looked at you with much confusion in his eyes to then realize you wanted him to open his mouth. once he opened reluctantly, you dipped your fingers inside and gathered his spit from the middle of his tongue, swirling the pads along the surface. 

you then brought your fingers back towards your face and to your mouth, your spit dripping down slowly to collect with his. along with a soft moan, xiaojun watched as that hand crept down his torso and found his flaccid dick, grasping a handful and tugging at it vigorously. 

“ah! what’re you doing?” he questioned in a panicked state, obviously still incredibly sensitive from his recent release. his hips jolted violently as he tried to evade the pleasure though you held him incredibly tight in your hand. you continued your movements, coming eye to eye with him even as his were firmly shut.

“what’s wrong baby?” you mocked, sinister smile plastered on your face. he struggled to reopen his eyes, but once he made eye contact with you, he couldn’t help the moans from escaping. 

“p-please, oh,” xiaojun couldn’t control the whimpers of your name as your hand increased its pace, doing its best to jerk the whole of his length. 

“come on, baby boy. i know you can take it.” your mouth parallel to his ear, whispering things you knew would egg him on. “give me one more, pretty boy.”

his brows were furrowed impossibly hard, frustration evident on his face. “i-i can’t.” you let out an exaggerated sigh of disappointment, expression reading of irritation.

“you can and you will.” you replied sternly, moving down his body to come face to face with his dick once again. maintaining eye contact, your tongue delivered kitten licks around the tip and eventually moved to suckle straight on the head, eliciting a series of high pitched whimpers from xiaojun. 

you could feel in his tensing of his thighs that he was close, but also fighting against the overwhelming sensation. 

“don’t forget about our safe word, baby.” you reminded him. teary-eyed, xiaojun nodded his head and took his bottom lip into his mouth harshly. you took that as a signal to continue so you decided to go harder, swallowing in his cock completely. 

at this point, nothing but gibberish spilled from xiaojun’s lips as you deepthroated him, swallowing around his dick and humming in satisfaction at the mess you’ve made of him. the manner in which his hips thrashed against your face was so pleasing and you enjoyed trying your best to hold his hips still. 

“i’m coming, i’m coming, i’m coming,” whimpering as his dick goes incredibly deep in your throat, xiaojun spurted ropes of his cum in your mouth rigidly. he wiggled about as you sucked him through his high, mouth popping off once you milked him completely. 

you stood from the bed, observing the hard work you’d done. xiaojun’s hair tousled every which way, bare chest glistening with sweat, hands fallen limp against the ties—it was a pretty sight to see. 

you moved to remove his wrists from the ties, watching as his hands collapsed plainly above his head. 

“you alright, junnie?” you questioned, hovering your face over his. his hot breath fanned against your visage as he opened his heavy lids to connect his gaze with you. his hands, slightly clammy, feebly reached up to caress your face, bringing you down to meet his lips with a tender kiss.