Lost (BTS Edition)(OT7xReader)

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Suddenly I wasn't sure if he could really be tempted like that without acting on it. The others had tried to resist the temptation, but I had overdone it and aroused Hobi's hunting instinct right after I had put myself in a helpless position. And now I feared that my beautiful plan was gone and I couldn't punish him like the others... how could I have been so naive as to think that Hobi could let me take control. That had been absurd from the start. I hastily tried to free myself from my self-made prison, which of course didn't work. If I wanted to have a chance of leaving him turned on, I had to get myself out of this position, but it didn't work. When he laughed softly, it sent shivers down my spine.

"Did you think you could turn me on and then leave me standing there? Like Yoongi and Namjoon? Or Jin, Yoongi and me yesterday? Maybe the others didn't see through your little game, but I watch you very closely and I also know what you did with Taehyung, I heard you talking and I know that sex doesn't hurt... you're such a sly little bitch... Do you know how much it turns me on to watch you becoming more and more self-confident and cheeky, taking what you want more and more brazenly, but at the same time becoming so incredibly submissive and willing when you're touched properly... I could feel it from our first kiss... how perfect you are..." his tone remained gentle, admiring, with a hint of sternness. As if paralyzed, I paused in my movement, listened attentively to his every word and felt goose bumps spread across my body. That playfully dominant voice, his fingers stroking along my thighs, I was already wet just from his words. Damn, he had played me so easily, knowing all along what I intended and had let myself fall into a trap. Yet I wasn't offended, or annoyed, maybe disappointed by my lack of suspicion, but his manner, it turned me on so much that I shivered in anticipation as he slapped me on the ass. I knew he would hold back this time, after all, pain was not appropriate for a pregnant woman, but he still didn't want to miss out on a little playfulness.

"Hobi... hhmm." I sighed at his name as he slipped his fingers under the waistband of my panties and pulled them down. I felt his lips on my bare skin, heard his belt rustle and looking behind me, I saw him just getting out of his pants. His fingers clawed into my thighs as his mouth moved lower and lower, biting my right cheek, which I rewarded with a bright moan. I could feel him grinning against my skin as I gasped blissfully a moment later, feeling two of his fingers inside me.

"I love how wet you are, how ready to take me inside you... do you want me? Do you want me to take you now?" he asked huskily, pulling his fingers out of me to gently stroke my clit, causing me to exhale with a gasp.

"Words, baby... your moaning isn't enough for me, you have to beg me for it... you wanted to withhold it from me, so you're not going to get it just like that..." I could hear his smirk from his voice and closed my eyes briefly in pleasure as his fingers still stroked me before I answered him.

"Yes... please Hobi... rake me..." my voice was surprisingly firm as I felt myself weakening under his touch, I was like wax under his hands... No sooner had I said it than he was inside me, holding on to my waist as he thrust into me again and again. The feelings he triggered in me were so indescribable, I couldn't find the words, he felt so good inside me. My lips let out sounds that might have embarrassed me just a few weeks ago, but now that I knew how much he liked hearing them, how much it excited him, I didn't hold back a bit. He could still hear how good he was making me feel and I could tell how much it was turning him on by the way he was getting faster and harder. He reached around me with one hand and started to massage my pearl again, which made me feel so much stimulation that I almost went black before my eyes as I was dizzy with pleasure. Already I could feel my orgasm building, unstoppable in waves that built higher and higher, crashing over me so violently, making my walls around him twitch so hard that he was massaged to his own climax as he thrust a few last times. Luckily he held me tight or I would have just collapsed over the bag. So much for my plan to punish Hobi.... but fuck it, this was so much better than any punishment...