Yoongi was your first of many different categories. First kiss, first boyfriend and maybe most prominently... First contact with the supernatural. Being a vampire meant he spent most of his days at your apartment waiting for you to get back home, and most nights at your side whether you were awake or not. It had been a shitty day at work, and needing an escape you had decided that sending your boyfriend teasing messages and a couple suggestive photos would get things going.
Getting home, you hoped you had been acting up enough. You kicked your shoes off before moving into the bedroom, finding Yoongi laying on his back, watching some video on the tv screen. He glanced at you as you climbed into bed with him.
"How was your day?" He asked, grasping your thigh. He didn't seem to be about to punish you at all, so you tried to switch tactics a little.
"really bad" you pouted a little, putting on your best innocent look you batted your eyelashes towards him. "Can you please help me get rid of some stress? pretty please- I need you, Yoongs"
Yoongi got a small smirk on his lips, muting the tv before flipping you over at lightning speed to pin you underneath him. His lips brushed over you tender skin, tongue running across a not yet fully healed bitemark on your neck.
"Tsk, I was already going to punish you for earlier, but I love it when you get all needy" He grinned against your neck. He moved back, tugging your pants off. He chuckled. "No underwear? Aren't you a naughty boy"
His cold fingers wrapped around your cock, slowly moving them up and down the shaft, the difference in temperature being a sensation that sent shivers through your whole body, arching your back a little.
"Yoongi-" You moaned his name, choking back a yelp as he pulled you up on your knees.
"That's not my name tonight, mr" Yoongi moved off the bed, rummaging around the drawers of your dresser before returning with the items of choice. He dropped the bottle of lube on the bed, as well as the silicone cock ring and the prostate massager. Still holding something, it became clear what it was when he suddenly snatched a hold of your wrists and tied the rope up into the hook in the ceiling, leaving you half suspended up with your hands above your head, not tied together but still restricting your movements.
"Well then, I think my little slut deserves some punishment for not only teasing me all day but then having the audacity to be disrespectul hmm?" he slowly, tauntingly slow, underessed then moved behind you in bed, lips pressed against your shoulder as he grasped the cockring and the lube, covering the toy with the latter. The cockring slid down smoothly across your half soft dick, but as your arousal grew, blood rushing to between your legs the ring got significantly tighter.
"Mm already moaning, I have barely even started yet" He chuckled at you. You couldn't see him since he was behind you, but you had a feeling you knew what he was up to as you heard him open the bottle of lube again.
"Say it, tell me you want your master to use you" he spoke, slender, cold fingers grasping at your ass.
"Please, master. Feed on me. Use me. I deserve to be punished." you spoke flustered. He chuckled.
"Yes. Yes you do." He began easing the slick massager you into you with slow, thrusting motions, you choking back moans until the toy was safely pushed inside of you to the base.
He pressed the button, the toy suddenly moving inside of you, hitting all the good spots. You couldn't keep quiet, legs quivering, hands twitching against the restraints, head rolled back in pleasure.
Yoongi's mouth moved across your skin, and then suddenly his teeth sunk into your neck, a fiery burning sensation rushing through your veins, your cock twitching. It was a perfect mix of pain and pleasure.
As his lips left your skin, you felt his cool tongue run across the puncture wound, but your focus was quickly snapped back to the massager which had begun hitting your prostate at your change in position. You cried out, not knowing what you were saying, but soon being forced to become aware of the cold hands touching you, Yoongi's chest pressed against your back, fingers running over your thighs until they stopped above your cock. He slid his palm over the reddened, glossy tip, a whimper cutting your moan short.
"Such a good slut for your master" Yoongi praised, teeth tugging at your earlobe.
His fingers wrapped around your dick, sliding down to the cockring which turned on with a click, the toy vibrating against your sensitive skin. It was if not just the switch on the toy had been pressed, but also a symbolical switch, your body losing itself in the intense pleasurable feelings, and overwhelming wave of stimuli from too many sources. You had a feeling you wouldn't have lasted as long without the ring at the base of your shaft restricting the bloodflow slightly.
Yoongi stepped back, watching his pet's body convulse, so incredibly sensitive.
As soon as it started it stopped; Yoongi turned off the prostate massager first, pulling it out, your body clenching from the sudden lack of filling. You gave a whiny moan as he turned off the vibration setting on the cockring. You struggled a little against the restraints, almost having forgotten about them for a moment.
"Don't you dare cum, I haven't even gotten to fucking you yet" Yoongi said, his voice low, smooth, and yet stern.
"S-sorry master" You apologized, stuttering, even if you hadn't gone against his wishes. Your brain was a mushy mess.
Yoongi grasped his lubed up cock, easing it into you slowly. It felt strange having him inside of you; a good strange, but you hadn't fully gotten used to exactly how cold he was. You weren't sure you ever would, to be fair. It wasn't an unpleasant feeling though, the diffference between your bodies' heat as he pulled out and thrusted into you, quickly getting to a steady pace, his movements faster than what you'd think be possible.
You choked out moans, pushing your ass back against him, with every thrust his cock pressing against your prostate. He was an expert at finding the right angles.
Your body felt so awfully hot, your face on fire, so when his icy fingers found your cock, pumping it in sync with his thrusts.
"Please, please let me cum, I need to cum-" you gasped, tugging your hands, legs quivering as tears ran down your cheeks.
"Go on, cum for your master, pet" Yoongi cooed, speeding up his pumping motions until you came all over his hand and your thighs, your whole body and not to forget cock twitching with every spurt of cum. The orgasm felt amazing, but Yoongi wasn't about to about to cum yet so he simply let go of your member and kept his steady rhythm of thrusts. One hand grabbing your waist, fingers digging into your skin, the other going to wrap over your throat as he looked for a piece of untouched skin on your shoulder.
"You taste so much better when you're aroused" He spoke, not much of a sign of any kind of strain on his voice, teeth going into your shoulder again. This time you merely gasped, having toppled over if it wasn't for the ropes holding you.
He reached an orgasm, the only way you knew having been his movements becoming sloppy, cock twitching inside of you as his mouth left your shoulder. He stopped thrusting completely, pulling out before going to untie your wrists. You collapsed onto bed and he helped you roll over on your back before moving out of bed to get you a wet rag to clean up a little.
Your body felt sore, but you had gotten what you had wanted. Punishment. And so, you were content.
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FanfictionPure smut in oneshot format, mostly au's (werewolf, mafia, enemy.)