Strippers Boyfriend - Vkook

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"Nah. You look pretty hot right now,"

"How? I almost look like a bottom."

"Exactly daddy. It's adorable,"

"No I don't bottom!"

"Then why am I fucking you?" I smirk feeling his heated cheeks against my shoulder.

"You aren't fucking me yet... And I'm still top,"

"So you want to ride me?"

"No!"

"Then please elaborate,"

"W-what do you mean?"

"Well if you're gonna be fucked, and I'm going to be top and you're not bottom then what are you?"

"I dunno. A top who shouldn't be putting up with your bullshit. If you're gonna top me stop stalling and just do it,"

"Lead the way daddy. I want a view as I walk," I hum pulling his towel away. His cheeks turn a shade darker as he turns around to walk away.

"Dat ass," I chuckle pinching it as we reach the bedroom.

He flinches swatting my hand away, "Shut up,"

I grin pulling him against me to kiss him as I keep walking, he looks down crouching on the edge of the bed.

"You ok?" I say pecking his lips a few times.

"Yeah, it's just really embarrassing... I've never seen you act like this before," He mutters his blush never fading.

"Well I've never seen you blush. And I have learnt from the best at dominance,"

"I don't know how to react to it..." He mumbles lifting himself further onto the bed.

"Submit?" I suggest crawling to kiss his lips gently.

"Why do you have to say it like that..."

"Sorry. This is just so cool," I hum kissing him again, "Pervert..." Taehyung mumbles sitting in the center of the bed.

I move to push my back gently as I kiss him, "I'm going to take good care of you,"

He nods, hesitently spreading his legs, "Just don't do anything weird..."

"Says you Mr Kinky Fucker,"

He closes his legs sitting up slightly, "That's different!"

"I'm sorry. I won't do anything weird, I promise,"

Taehyung nods letting out a small sigh. I kiss his lips gently parting his legs. He tries not to resist, resting his head back on the pillows.

"I love you," I say gently picking up the bottle of lube from the side.

He winces trying to force himself to stay calm, "Love you too,"

"Relax," I mutter gently, "I'm trying," He groans looking at the bottle in my hand.

I cover my fingers in the gel, before setting it down. Taehyung closes his eyes turning his head to the side.

I gently rub his thigh "How about a safe word? How about flugalhorn?" I ask gently.

He nods smiling a little, I line up a finger "Ready?"

"Think so..."

I slowly pushed a finger in watching his expresion.

He frowns shuffling uncomfortably, "I think I prefered when you were being cocky compared to you just staring at me..."

"Sorry. I just don't want to hurt you..."