The Switch

Brat

You raised your hips slowly as his cock pulled out of you. You whined at the emptiness.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, y/n?" Namjoon growled as he propped up on his elbows. You quickly pushed him back down as you hovered over him.

"Just having some fun of my own."

You started trailing kisses down his neck, marking him the same way he had done to you. Low moans escaped his lips as your tongue swirled around his golden skin.

Namjoon was so lost in pleasure that he didn't notice you reaching for the cuffs at the end of the bed. With one swift motion, you brought his left wrist to one of the restraints, easily bounding him to the bedpost.

"What the fuck?!" He nearly yelled. You took this opportunity to grab his other arm to restrain his right wrist while he was still in shock. You smirked down at a now helpless Namjoon, restrained to his own bedposts and completely at your mercy.

"Un-fucking-cuff me right now, y/n." There was immense anger in his eyes that made your core drip. But you wanted him even angrier.

"No." You responded flatly. "You got to have your fun with me, now it's time we switch." A smirk started to form across your lips. You wanted to try your dominant side to see how you liked it. To see if it was as much fun as Namjoon made it look.

"You think you're being cute?" His eyes bore into yours intensely, no hint of a smile anywhere on his lips.

You shuffled your way down his body, leaving slow, sensual kisses down his toned abdomen. His breath hitched at each touch of your lips to his bare skin.

Deciding to draw a bigger reaction out of him, you trailed your tongue down his v-line until you reached his cock. You stopped and looked up at him. He was watching you intently, waiting to see your next move.

You nestled between his legs before taking his length in your hand. He threw his head back at your sudden touch. You smiled up at him before answering his question.

"No sir, I don't think I'm being cute."

Namjoon watched you, unsure of what game you were playing. Whatever it was, he admitted to himself that he was enjoying it.

"I'm being a bit of a brat." You breathed in a low, seductive tone before slowly swiping your tongue across his tip.

"Fuck." Namjoon bucked his hips as your tongue retreated back into your mouth. You felt yourself tighten at his reaction. Something about being able to make a big, strong man melt at your touch turned you on incredibly.

He looked down at you frantically as you smirked before taking him into your mouth. You slowly took his entire length into your mouth, letting him hit the back of your throat. You gave a low hum as his cock rested in your warm throat.

"Holy shit, y/n." Namjoon moaned as he threw his head back once again. You grinned around his cock before slowly pulling off of him.

He glared down at you, irritated that he was no longer inside your mouth. Just as he opened his mouth to protest, you immediately took him back into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down his shaft furiously. His mouth hung open as he watched you work his cock so beautifully.

You looked up at him as you worked his length, causing his cock to twitch inside your mouth. His hips began thrusting into you to match your rhythm as he started to face fuck you. But you weren't going to let him off that easy.

You pulled off of him once again. "Tsk, tsk, tsk." You said, shaking your head slowly. You crawled up his body, feeling his chest rise and fall quickly, his breathing rapid.

"And to think I was gonna let you cum in my mouth baby." You grinned down at him.

"Don't tease me. Uncuff me and let me make you feel good again." He urged you. There was a sort of plea in his voice and you knew exactly what you wanted from him.

"Beg me, baby."

Namjoon stared up at you, eyes wide. He had never begged before. It was always the other way around.
But he knew if he didn't play this just right, you might just leave him there.

"If you don't undo these restraints right now, you'll really regret it when I finally am free."

You believed him. But he didn't realize that that was exactly what you wanted. You wanted him to punish you. You wanted him to angry fuck you for being a brat.

"Not unless you beg." You stated matter of factly. You straddled his torso with your thighs on either side of him. You reached with one arm behind you and started slowly pumping his length.

"Fuck." He breathed.

You stopped your movements on his shaft and began teasing his tip with the pad of your thumb, rubbing it softly back and forth. Namjoon bucked his hips, sending you forward slightly.

"Damn it, y/n! I said don't fucking tease me. Uncuff me."

You moved your thumb and started working his length again. You felt his breathing becoming irregular beneath you as you brought your other hand to your clit.

"Beg me baby. Or you can watch while I get both of us off by myself." You teased.

Namjoon moaned lowly at the sight of you playing with yourself while feeling you work him behind you. Small whimpers and moans escaped your lips as you brought yourself closer and close to your high.

"Don't you dare cum by yourself, y/n." He warned.

You moved your thumb back to his tip, making small circles over and over.

"Fuck!"

He had had enough of your teasing and finally decided to give in. "Please baby, please let me fuck you. Let me make you feel good princess, please."

His words were music to your ears as you stopped your movements on both him and yourself. You smirked as you laid your bare chest to his, reaching to undo the restraints. You had enjoyed switching roles and being dominant for a bit, but you were ready to be dominated again.

As soon as both of Namjoon's wrists were free, he flashed a devilish grin at you, striking fear in you for the first time that night. He sat up immediately, sending you on your back onto the mattress.

"Hope you it was worth it, brat."