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“he doesn’t touch me like before. or at all recently.” you sigh, laying your head back on the cushion. “he’s never been like this. so distant.”
“you know, im going to have to start charging you. im not a free therapist.” you hear jay mutter from his desk, typing away. “why don’t you just ask him to touch you? he can’t exactly read your mind, y/n.”
“i shouldn’t have to ask my husband to fuck me into our mattress. it’s been five weeks since we last had sex. maybe he’s getting it somewhere else.” you sit up, setting down the empty glass on the wooden table.
“come on, don’t say that. hyung isn’t like that.” he finally peels his eyes away from his screen. shaking his head disapprovingly. “maybe he wants you to initiate it for once.”
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jay’s words stuck to you for weeks, replaying in your head over and over. okay, seducing your husband isn’t hard! it shouldn’t be at least.
“babe?” you peep your head into your shared bedroom, seeing him on his laptop on the bed. he only gives you a small hum as his fingers continue abuse the keyboard.
you groan internally at the lack of eye contact. clearing your throat as you get into bed with him, nuzzling into his side. but he doesn’t even acknowledge you. ‘he wants you to initiate it for once.’ his words ring again.
“heeseung.” you call out to him again, peppering light kisses on his neck. your hand trailing down his clothed stomach but he only hums.
“not right now, y/n. i’ve been trying to beat jake all day, i’m almost there. hold on for a few minutes, babe.” he shrugs you off lightly, sending you a small smile before turning to his screen again.
“heeseung, are you serious? you’ve got to be kidding me!” you’re so done with him. he’s choosing a game over you? it wasn’t that he was doing this to win those games but it was the fact that he’d done this multiple times these past few weeks. pushing you away but he never touches you in the end.
he only sighs as his fingers continue to smash the keyboard. “what? babe, just let me finish and then we can do whatever you want.” he chooses his words carefully but you get off the bed and look at him in disappointment.
“heeseung…” your voice cracks but even then he only pauses the game. “you’re so…fuck you.” you don’t even want to argue; too hurt to even tell him what you felt. you wipe your eyes as you walk into the bathroom.
“baby…” he finally pushes the laptop off his lap, trailing behind you. “y/n.” the sigh that leaves his lips makes you scoff on the other side of the door. “can i come in?” he asks. he knew the door was unlocked but you were upset. maybe you needed time alone.
“leave me the fuck alone.” it goes silent. you look at yourself in the mirror as you undress, ‘is he not attracted to me anymore?’ the thought itself makes you want to sob as you turn on the water. stepping inside the shower when the water grew warm.
it felt horrible. now you understood why women said that they often feel like less of a woman when things like this happen. you don’t want to cry, you don’t deserve to. but you do because in the end, he’s your husband and you care about what he thinks about you. reassurance was a big deal to you, to the both of you. so why was he being like this?
heeseung listens to your sniffling as you shower, slamming the laptop shut. “the fuck is wrong with me.” he holds his head in his hands, feeling like an asshole. now that he hears you breaking down in the bathroom, he realizes how long he’s been pushing you away.
he doesn’t want to interrupt you, letting you cry it out before he apologizes. pulling out his phone to tell jake that he’s busy right now. his finger floats over jay’s contact, he was your bestfriend and ‘personal therapist’ as you’d like to call him. maybe he knew what was up.
’has y/n said anything to you about us recently?’ his fingers are quick as he types. his leg bouncing up and down as he waits for a response.
’did she ask you?’ jay’s response comes not even ten seconds later, making heeseung furrow his eyebrows in confusion.
’ask me what? what did she say?’
‘she’s been trying to make you “fuck her into the mattress” for weeks. she did come last night to rant to me about it. she’s been feeling bad hyung.’
the response makes heeseung lock his phone and set it down. he can’t help but smile a little, “so you want me to fuck you into our mattress? you crazy girl.”
when he hears your cries die down a little he gets up, opening the bathroom door slowly. you don’t seem to notice him through the vapor from the boiling water. eyes trailing down the silhouette of your body through the glass doors. ‘i can’t believe i’ve been pushing her away.’
he removes his clothing quietly before stepping in behind you, now you notice him. his hands take a soft hold of your hips, pulling you back to him. letting the water douse both of you, “are you mad at me, baby?”
you don’t answer him. pushing his hands off you as you let the water remove the body wash off you. squeezing the water out of your hair as he spoke up again, “stop ignoring me, y/n. you know i don’t like it.”
”i’m only doing what you’ve been doing to me.” you glare at him, opening the door to step out. “maybe if you asked nicely i would’ve listened.” he spat, taking a hold of you wrist before pushing you up against the black tiles on the wall.
you roll your eyes, “i shouldn’t have to ask at all, idiot. get off me.” but he doesn’t budge. “you and that stupid mouth of yours don’t seem to know who you’re talking to. don’t forget that you belong to me, y/n.” he looks angry as his hand comes up to your neck, giving it a tight squeeze.
”who else have you been saying that to these past few weeks? did they leave you hanging this time?” you look up into his eyes, they falter for a second before they turn cold again. you can’t deny that the look sends electricity down your core.
”yeah. i guess i’ll just have to use you now, right?” heeseung goes along with your false accusations, his free hand coming up to your face before smashing his lips against yours. ignoring the clasping of your teeth against his.
after weeks of being ignored and being left with built up sexual frustration, you finally get what you need. moaning from the satisfaction of his tongue licking your bottom lip. hands heading down his erection that was poking your belly, taking him in between your warm hands.
”you don’t deserve to touch. dirty bitch.” he slaps your hands away harshly, making you whine. “accusing your husband of cheating. unbelievable.” he tsks, his thumb pressing itself against your swollen lips.
”don’t deny it, hee. why else would you leave me needy every night?” he holds himself back from yelling and turns you around. “seems like i need to show you who the fuck you’re dealing with. i’m gonna have you begging and apologizing when i’m finished with you.”
his words make you clench around nothing, groaning when he pushed your face against the wall. all you wanted from him was for him to be rough. make you into a pretty mess. “we’ll see about that.”
he doesn’t give you a warning, aligning himself before slamming himself inside you. holding you from your neck with one hand and the other keeping you in place by your hip.
”oh fuck.” the burn of him not stretching you for so long makes a few tears fall down your cheeks. holding yourself up against the wall as he thrusts into you. the skin slapping with the friction between your folds making your eyes roll back.
”you’re such a whore. so messy. you’re not even supposed to be enjoying this, baby. is this what you wanted?” he asks, head thrown back at the wet warmth around his length. “fuck, babe. you always feel so good.”
even when he falls out of character for a second, his hips don’t stop snapping against yours. listening to the loud, almost scream-like, moans leaving your lips. “heeseung! right there, don’t stop. please.”
”why should i listen to you? you don’t listen when i ask you to wait. you throw tantrums like the useless slut you are.” he laughs at you, pulling out of you.
you loved when he spoke to you like this. it was so different then his usual way of speaking but both drove you insane. that didn’t stop you from being stubborn, scoffing. “just say you can’t fuck me good and move on.”
”is that a challenge, honey? you know i’m never scared to put you in your place.” he says, pulling your head back by your hair. his voice is so low as he stares at your parted lips.
“should’ve done it sooner.” that’s all it takes for heeseung to drag you out the shower into your bedroom by your hair. pushing your wet body onto the soft mattress.
you suck in a breath at the contact, breathing heavily. he looked so fucking good as he placed himself in between your legs. his breath fanning against your pulsing pussy. “this pussy is all mine.”
it sends goosebumps down your skin. your eyes glued to his frame as he leveled himself with you. a small whimper leaving your lips when both of his hands wrap themselves around your neck once again. the hold is loose enough for you to breathe as he slides himself inside you again. holding you down tightly as his hips ground themselves into yours. so fast yet so deep.
he has you drooling all over yourself, “what? can’t say any useless remarks now? this is all it takes to please sluts like you. so easy.” you can only nod over and over as you feel the bed rocking against the wall. the mattress dipping with each of his thrusts.
his pupils are dilated as he watches you fall apart, holding onto his biceps. “god you’re so fucking sexy. i wanna fuck you all day and night, babe.” heeseung can’t help but compliment you. you were such a beauty.
”then why don’t you?” you still somehow manage to smirk at him between moans. he chuckles, bringing one of his hands down to your aching clit. adding onto the pleasure he was sending down your body. “i’m trying to teach you a lesson here, baby. next time.”
heeseung knows how to touch you and how you like it. it shows through his perfect rhythm, “heeseung, come on. i’m so close.” he don’t speed up or slow down. he keeps his pace, bringing his lips down to your nipples.
you know he wants to send you over the edge so he can scold you about finishing. but after being so sexually frustrated, even hearing his moans made you want to cum on the spot. letting yourself go as he thrusted in and out of you.
”so quickly? be a good girl for me and let me use you. i’m not done.” he slaps your thigh, pulling out of you so he could see your release. he doesn’t hide the smile that grows on his face.
but it fades soon after. he flips you over smoothly, giving your ass a slap. “stay still.” he pushes your upper body against the mattress before lifting your ass in the air. smirking as he slid himself inside you again.
you’re struggling to breathe but it’s so exhilarating. gripping onto the messy sheets under you while your body rocked. you go red when you hear him mutter something about your ass as he pushes you down further.
heeseung doesn’t focus on how he is sliding in and out of you. instead his eyes go over the curves of your ass. noticing how small your waist was in this position. or how your gasping made your back muscles flex. you were a true piece of art in his eyes.
the second he feels himself getting close, he pulls you up by your neck. turning your face over to the mirror that was placed in the corning of the room. making you watch how good you looked while his dick rearranged your insides. “well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”
you looked like a mess in your eyes. hair sticking to your sweaty forehead. lips all swollen and red. drool falling down your chin. but his eyes were dark as he watched both of you in the mirror, occasionally throwing his head back when you clenched around him.
”again?” he mutters under his breath, letting out low shaky breaths as your hips began bucking. “if you cum before me, i’m going to leave you all needy for weeks on end. hold it.” there is authority in his voice and his threat makes you want to cry.
you don’t dare to shoot a remark, closing your eyes tightly. “honey, please. please let me, i’m so close hee.” you’re crying and begging just like he said you would. but he’s too focused on reaching his high rather than laughing at you.
”i said hold it. shut the fuck up, i don’t wanna hear you right now. you think i’m happy that you interrupted me? that i’m giving you this because you deserve it?” he’s using that authority against you, knowing how it made you feel. you shake your head, crying against his hand that had made its way over your mouth.
you’re struggling to hold yourself back. luckily, god is on your side tonight because heeseung lets out a loud and vocal moan. yet his hips don’t slow down until you’re shaking. “go on baby. cum all over me, my love.”
you don’t have to be told twice, feeling your warm release coat his length. a pleased sigh leaves your lips when he pulls out. letting you go gently before letting himself fall next to you.
both of you are panting, letting out shaky breaths. “baby.” he calls out, grabbing a few tissues from the nightstand to clean the both of you up. “are you still mad at me?” he sounds so different from a few minutes ago.
he watches as you turn around lazily, panting as he cleaned you up as best as he could. “i want to be.” your response clearly shocks heeseung, smiling at his expression. “but how could i be after you’ve left me like this?” now he’s smiling, shaking his head lightly.
he finally chucks the tissues in the trash can before laying back down. pulling you onto his stretched out arm, “i can’t believe you told jay that you wanted me to fuck you into our mattress.” he says, finding the situation slightly amusing.
you chuckle lightly, hiding your face in his shoulder. “i couldn’t bring myself to say it to you. it’s more embarrassing than you think.” your breathing is evened out. bringing your leg over his stomach.
”it’s not supposed to be embarrassing, honey. when we got married…we promised we would always talk about our worries. even if they’re ‘embarrassing’ like this.” he says, his free hand kneading your thigh.
”i thought i made it obvious. plus, how are you not going to try and have sex with me for so long? it made me feel bad, you dick.” you don’t forget to slap his hand lightly. making him laugh when you back to cuddling into his side.
”you’re harder to read than you think, babe. i’m a husband not a mind reader.” that was what jay had said as well. “just tell me next time. or you know just show up in front of me naked. i’ll get the hint.” he says, smiling from ear to ear as he looks over at you.
”okay, next time.” you nod, giving him a small smile as you took his face in your hands. giving him a small kiss, “thank you…you know, for going along.” god that was so embarrassing. but the two of you only laugh it off. “no problem, babe. so glad to be able to help.”
”i love you, you idiot.” you sit up, pecking his lips before pulling him up with you. “i love you too, honey. i’m being serious, okay? just come talk to be about it.” you only nod before returning to peck his lips.
”let’s go shower again, we’re all sticky.” you say, noticing how much the both of you reeked of sex. “come on, honey! let’s go have all the sex you want!!” he’s so loud, you’re sure the neighbors can hear him. gasping when he stands up and throws you over his shoulder.
”heeseung! don’t say that!”