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“Open for me, bunny.”
When Jaehyun taps on Doyoung’s chin, he automatically opens his mouth to accept the present his boyfriend has gotten for him. The spider gag was the logical compromise between Doyoung’s desire to be gagged and Jaehyun’s preference for still having access to his mouth.
Jaehyun slides the metal ring into Doyoung’s mouth, settling it behind his teeth to keep his mouth propped open, and clasps the buckle behind his head. “How does that feel?”
Unable to answer verbally, Doyoung makes do with making doe eyes at Jaehyun and nodding vigorously. It feels very good. Coupled with bondage tape tying his wrists together behind his back, the vulnerability of it all makes him tremble with arousal. Jaehyun could do anything to him right now and he’d be helpless resist to it. Isn’t that just the sexiest thing?
“Good boy,” croons Jaehyun.
His tone sends pleasure spiking through Doyoung’s body. Spit pools in his mouth as he waits with poorly contained anticipation for whatever will happen next. He shifts his jaw, enjoying the feeling of the gag refusing to budge.
Jaehyun notices him testing the new gag and smiles sweetly. Then he points at the floor. “Get on your knees for me.”
He has his dom voice on, and it makes Doyoung’s insides swoop. Swallowing down a whine, he obediently drops to his knees, gazes adoringly up at Jaehyun. Use me, he pleads silently. I’m just a fucktoy for you.
“What do you want, bunny? Use your words,” Jaehyun asks, then smirks. “Oh that’s right, you can’t. You just have to take whatever I give you.”
Doyoung does whine at that, and tries to push his tongue out past the metal ring of the gag. He longs to have Jaehyun in his mouth, wants to taste him and make him lose control. The whole point of this spider gag was so that you could fuck my mouth with it in, he thinks impatiently. Come on, Jaehyunnie, please.
Jaehyun’s smirk widens as if he can read Doyoung’s mind. “You look so open and empty,” he practically taunts. “You need something to fill you up, don’t you?”
Doyoung nods frantically.
“Mm, I suppose I can help you with that.” Jaehyun strokes a hand through Doyoung’s hair, teasing and tugging just enough to make him whimper. With his other hand, he undoes the zip of his pants and shoves them down, before bringing his already hard cock to Doyoung’s lips. “My pretty little bunny.”
Doyoung’s mouth waters, and then Jaehyun is fucking his face. The spider gag means that Doyoung can’t use his lips or tongue for any of his usual blowjob tricks. He feels, quite literally, like a fuckdoll for Jaehyun to use for his own pleasure.
He loves it.
His eyes flutter closed in satisfaction as he lets his throat go loose and lax, allowing Jaehyun to tighten his grip in his hair and fuck even deeper into his mouth. The pain is only slight but it’s enough to make his body tingle. Isn’t he so lucky that his boyfriend’s sexual proclivities align so perfectly with his own desires, his masochism, his need to be put in his place?
“Such a good fucktoy for me.” The strain in Jaehyun’s voice tells Doyoung that he’s close.
His restraints leaving him little wiggle room to try to tip Jaehyun over the edge of his orgasm, Doyoung hums and opens his eyes to glance up at Jaehyun, aiming for an expression that falls somewhere between coy and teary. He knows that Jaehyun likes him best when he’s dainty, a little pathetic, and a lot needy.
Jaehyun groans at the sight, his breath becoming even more ragged. “Oh, fuck.”
Doyoung lets out a calculated pitiful whimper, and Jaehyun comes down his throat with a choked gasp that makes Doyoung’s insides burn with pleasure. He does his best to press the back of his tongue up against the head of Jaehyun’s softening cock, until Jaehyun hisses from oversensitivity and pulls out.
“You were doing so well, bunny,” he says, voice laced with disappointment. “Why’d you have to go and ruin it by trying to tease?”
Punish me, chants Doyoung silently. Punish me. Punish me. He whines and drops his head, spit and cum dripping out of his mouth still held open by the metal gag.
Grabbing him by the bondage tape around his wrists, Jaehyun hauls him to his feet. “I was going to be nice and let you come, but now I don’t know if you deserve it.” He takes one of Doyoung’s nipples between thumb and forefinger, and twists until Doyoung squeals.
Pain blooms in Doyoung’s chest. He can feel himself getting harder.
Jaehyun notices. “You little painslut,” he mocks, and the degradation goes directly to Doyoung’s erection. “Pathetic.” He sits on the edge of their bed and arranges Doyoung over his lap. Brushing his fingers through Doyoung’s hair, his tone changes as he asks softly, “How’s the gag? Still feeling good?”
Doyoung nods vigorously, squirming in a desperate attempt to find friction.
Jaehyun stops that with a light smack to his ass. “Naughty bunny,” he chides, back in his dom role now that he’s ascertained his boyfriend’s well-being. “This is supposed to be your punishment, remember?”
Usually when Jaehyun spanks him, he makes him count the strikes aloud, adding an extra every time Doyoung messes up, but—well, with the gag, that’s clearly off the table today. He rubs a hand over Doyoung’s ass, warming him up and caressing the soft skin before he begins spanking him in earnest.
Doyoung wiggles with anticipation. He craves the stinging pain, the humiliation of being put across the knee like a child caught misbehaving. He shifts his jaw around the metal in his mouth, and then Jaehyun hits him.
If he could speak, Doyoung would probably be babbling an incoherent mess of thank yous right now. He loves turning his brain off and giving into the sweet sensation of just submitting to Jaehyun. Every strike Jaehyun lands on his ass sends Doyoung’s cock rutting into his thigh, precum dripping and smearing over his leg. It’s exactly what he needs.
Then Jaehyun asks, “Should I get out the flogger?”
Doyoung moans. The flogger is another recent addition to their box of bedroom toys, and already he can’t get enough of it. He squirms around to make pleading eyes at Jaehyun. God, he wants the flogger so badly. He loves the way Jaehyun handles it, teasing the red and black leather tails over his skin before striking hard with it.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Jaehyun pushes his thumb into Doyoung’s mouth, past the metal ring, letting it rest frustratingly still on his tongue. “Maybe next time. This is a punishment, after all.”
For a brief moment, Doyoung contemplates bursting into tears. It might sway Jaehyun. Or it might make him threaten to not let Doyoung come.
And Doyoung really, really wants to come.
He whimpers pathetically, rutting his hips desperately against Jaehyun’s lap. Please, he silently begs. His mouth tries to form the word but the gag makes it impossible.
“Aw, look at you,” taunts Jaehyun, “humping my leg like a bitch in heat.”
Doyoung burns at his words. It’s humiliation, but it also seems to be permission, so he takes it as such and grinds down even more frantically against Jaehyun’s thigh.
“Go on, bunny, show me how good you are at getting yourself off.”
Really, Doyoung doesn’t any more encouragement. Bucking his hips, he drags his aching cock over Jaehyun’s leg, creating the friction he’s been itching for. Jaehyun grabs a fistful of his hair to yank his head back, and his teeth clack painfully against the metal in his mouth as Jaehyun studies his flushed face with sly eyes.
Jaehyun’s gaze flickers down to his open mouth. He smirks, and Doyoung barely has the chance to wonder what that means before Jaehyun spits. Only some of it lands in his mouth, the rest spraying across his chin and dripping.
A heady, high-pitched wail of pleasure twists out of Doyoung’s throat as his orgasm hits him. His whole body shudders in Jaehyun’s grasp, his cum painting white streaks over his belly and Jaehyun’s lap. It’s a sticky mess, but oh, he loves how debased it makes him feel.
“There’s my good bunny,” Jaehyun purrs and strokes a hand through Doyoung’s sweaty hair. “You did so good for me.”
Doyoung whimpers gratefully. He leans his forehead on Jaehyun’s shoulder as his boyfriend carefully peels the bondage tape off from wrists. It’s in moments like this, just after a scene, that his body feels the most relaxed. His mind is calm. Quiet inside. Safe.
When Jaehyun slips the gag out of his mouth, the first thing Doyoung does is massage his sore jaw. The second thing he does is smile happily at Jaehyun and tell him, “I love you so much.”
Jaehyun laughs and kisses him tenderly. “I love you too, bunny.”