#youjin

Oh, how much he wanted to treat you for your behaviour but he just can’t, you’ve been behaving so badly. If he was Santa, you’d definitely be on the naughty list. 

But. 

He’s willing to give you a chance to prove yourself worthy of a treat, seeing how long you’ll last without trying to be a brat on him. He wasn’t counting on very long but anything longer than a day would be more progress than anything.

He’s planned 12 days of Christmas gift ideas for you, really wanting to treat you this year since he adores you so much but you’ve definitely been pushing his buttons. One moment you’re a little angel, being sweet and adoring, then you’re giving him whiplash by turning into a right brat, trying to get your way in the worst way possible.

“Are you going to behave?” He cocks an eyebrow up at you as your grin up at him from your phone, nodding but in reality, you’re already plotting a way to annoy him next. 

“Promise?” Pointing his pinky finger at you, you just laugh, going back to scrolling on your phone as you eye it up, contemplating whether or not you’re actually going to try and behave. 

Knowing yourself, you knew it would be broken in an instant if you did promise, so you chose to play it safe, not making it bound. 

His hand slaps against his thigh when he drops it, scoffing at you whilst trying to stifle a laugh himself. You are adorable, he can’t deny it. He loves you with every ounce of his being, even when you’re being a brat but you just test him, all the time. 

Though he has to admit, it makes things extremely interesting for the both of you, like a little game but you’ve noticed that he’s becoming too used to your behaviour and is managing to ignore it at the best of times. 

“Right, you behave, you’re allowed to have that gift I was telling you about,” He softly speaks, taking your legs to drape them over his lap, getting extremely close to you before going on his phone himself. 

Nodding in reply, you smile at him, scrunching your nose cutely. He reaches over to place a soft kiss on it before going back to his phone. 

And now, it was time for you to play murder. 

As much as you wanted to see what the gift was, you just can’t help yourself. You can’t help but poke his cheek, which he dismisses. You can’t help but pinch his arm, and he does the same for that too. You can’t help but bite your lip as you lean in against him, moving your legs off his lap as your hand brushes over his crotch, instantly going back onto your phone to act like you weren’t doing anything. Nothing at all.

At first, he’s dismissing all of this, until you start to repeat it, biting his earlobe as you whimper playfully into it, hand back on his crotch and then pulling it away with speed. 

“Will you stop teasing me?” He hisses, side-eyeing you, not looking too impressed in the slightest. Though the bulge that starts to grow in the restriction of his trousers shows differently from what his face says.

Another brush on the crotch. 

“I’m not doing anything~” You sing playfully, licking your lips as you go to move away from him but he traps you, body over yours on the couch as he lays you down, not giving you any room to move.

“You’re not behaving, I guess it’s my turn to tease now, you brat”.

Excitement makes you squirm underneath him, grinning as you welcome the switch in his personality. His eyes pierce yours as he presses his lips on yours, not even going to give you the chance for light and soft kisses. Oh no, he’s hungry to get you all worked up, in hopes you’d expect him to eventually be nice to you. 

“You’ve been so naughty, you’re definitely on my naughty list,” He nips at your lip, then your jawline, making his way down to your neck, making you gasp and lightly whimper at the feeling of his lips on your sensitive skin. 

Whilst he’s kissing your neck, his hands work magic by swiftly removing your shorts, and underwear to join them on the floor, leaving you bottom half naked, giving him perfect access for his fingers to easily glide through your slickened folds. 

Widening your legs with a gasp that follows the second his fingers graze over your sensitive bud, looking at him with lustful eyes, his the same but darker, annoyed with you but he can’t wait to have his fun to punish you for being so naughty. 

At first, he’s going to let you enjoy it, his thumb drawing circles on your clit as you’re whimpering underneath him, nails digging into his shoulders. He’s peppering you with heated kisses as you try and chase his lips after each time he pulls away. 

The way he’s changing the pace of the circling on your clit has you gasping for more, his two fingers playing at your entrance as you’re almost begging for it, mouth agape as you want to get the words out but you just can’t. 

“Oh, now you’re quiet,” He quips, smirking as the corners of your mouth start to curl up, fighting with your body to get at least a word or two out.

All you could manage was, “Bite me,” making him jerk his head to the side in a quick response as his smirk grows bigger, pushing the two fingers into your hole, stretching you out quite a bit as you yelp at the slight stinging sensation.

The least he could do was to let you adjust to his fingers being inside of you as your breathing starts to normalise, slightly. His thumb is still teasing your clit as you slowly adjust, fingers getting tangled in his hair as you pull him in for another heated make-out session. 

Only then does he slowly move his fingers in and out of you, curling them up against your g-spot, making your back arch so much it could break. The way you’re crying on his lips gives him such an ego boost.

The way his fingers curl inside you with a come hither motion, accompanied by his thumb abusing your clit, you were sure you were going to break any moment, but the second he senses that he pulls his fingers out, placing them over your heat as you cry in distaste to his action. Just as he wanted to. 

“Why should I let a brat cum, huh?” He bites in a low voice, lips curling at the edges as you whimper, begging for him to go back to doing it, “Will you behave if I let you cum?”.

Almost immediately you’re nodding, the beginning continues as you try to thrust against his hand but he pulls away. Waving a slickened finger at you for you to behave. 

But something in him caves into your begging, his fingers right against you as he eases them in, happy with the gasp that you let out as his thumb goes straight back to your clit, abusing it just like before.

“Keep behaving and I’ll think about letting you cum,” he breathes against your lips as you nod, accepting his lips on yours as you cry on them, doing just as he says so you can cum this time. 

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