you can be my full time daddy
sutao, 2k, daddy kink + orgasm control
tao’s knees ache. he’s sweating even though the bathroom is cool, the moisture still in the air from yixing’s shower but the heat all gone. his eyes are locked with those of his reflection as he flips his head to keep his bangs out of his eyes.
"i wish i was there to see you," whispers the voice on speakerphone, and tao whimpers as he falls forward, hands slipping from his knees to the tile, riding back harder on the dildo suctioned to the floor.
"i wish too, daddy," he whines, breathless from the exertion of rocking back onto it, from the way junmyeon’s voice sounds desperate through the satellite network as it cuts through thousands of miles of ocean and land. his cock curves up to his belly between his split thighs, hard and untouched. that’s how junmyeon gets him.
"you’re not touching yourself, are you?" the phone purrs, and tao shakes his head enthusiastically at the same time junmyeon continues, "of course not. not my baby boy-"
tao groans, ass clenching around the dildo. fuck. fuck-
"not my good boy-“
tao cuts the resulting whine off into a squeak, his rocking growing shallower to keep the tip of the silicon shaft against his prostate. his ass is getting sore from the deep, long drags junmyeon had him start with, avoiding his spot, just fucking himself like he would if it were daddy’s cock and all about daddy’s pleasure.
"are you getting close, angel?" junmyeon asks, and his voice is strained. tao gasps and lets his breath out as a panicked ‘mm-hm!’ as another string of precome leaks from the tip of his cock and onto the floor.
“fuck, that’s hot. oh, fuck, are you gonna come like this? fucking yourself, without daddy’s hands on your cock or his mouth on your nipples? just because i tell you to?”
"a-almost-"
"what do you need, baby?"
tao whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment and rolling his head back before forcing them open again; junmyeon instructed him to watch himself as he rides the toy and he won’t disobey his daddy, even if he won’t get caught. “i… i need…”
junmyeon groans into the phone. “tell me, baby-“
"i just wanna be good-"
"oh, shit, baby, but you are good, you’re so good-” junmyeon makes an embarrassing noise into the phone, one tao gets punished for teasing him about - “oh, fuck, fuck-“
"daddy, are you coming?" tao whispers, his voice husky and higher than usual.
there’s silence.
tao’s cock throbs and his ass clenches- he stills on the dildo on the bodily knowledge that to move would be to build to orgasm. another string of precome pushes up his shaft as junmyeon’s breath can be heard again over the phone, and tao wishes he could feel it, imagines the tension of junmyeon’s muscles against his stomach, imagines his hot breath against his neck.
tao realizes his eyes are closed in fantasy and opens them; he moves again obediently, as he wasn’t given permission to stop. when they first started, tao would have at this point in a scene been overwhelmed with the delight of feeling slutty, open, used- at some point along the way, as junmyeon grew more confident in his role, it started being less about being degraded and more about doing what junmyeon liked. now, he hardly gave a thought to the exhibitionism or force that used to thrill him, except on occasion. all that turned out to have been means for the end of what really turned him on: pleasing someone he loves.
"baby?" junmyeon murmurs, and tao’s whole body tenses at how warm and intimate and sated he sounds.
"daddy!" tao blurts, and then covers his mouth in embarassment. yixing isn’t back to the hotel from shopping yet but if he gets much louder, the room next door might hear him.
"you’re ready to come now?" junmyeon murmurs, and the voice is too loud for a moment as he adjusts himself, jostling the phone. tao nods frantically, whimpering an ‘mm-hm’, biting his lip. "daddy’s finished, sweetie. you were so good. listening to you enjoy yourself makes daddy so happy-"
tao tenses his abs and thighs, trying to hold back orgasm without slowing down. he’s biting his fingers now. he has to keep moving. he has to. daddy said.
"and you were good the whole time, i’m sure, not touching yourself even once and you’re still ready to come for daddy- were you good?"
tao’s whole world is his daddy’s voice and the slide of the dildo in his stretched ass. ”i was good, daddy, i was good-“
"and you’re watching yourself in the mirror? watching daddy’s slut fuck himself on a cock to practice staying open for daddy?"
"yes!" tao cries around fingers sunk into the softness of his tongue. his cock is dripping constantly and his balls ache, the soreness in his knees not forgotten but instead adding to his arousal-
"then on the count of three, let daddy hear you come, sweetie, okay?"
"yes, daddy," tao sobs, "yes yes yes-"
junmyeon chuckles. “that sweet voice crying for me. you’re so cute. one.”
tao whimpers, arching and tucking his chin down as he squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. his ass feels hot from the stretch and the friction, the lube growing slightly tacky by now, but there’s no time for more-
"almost there, love. i just want to drag it out cause i love listening to you so much, you know? you’re so cute i don’t know what to do. beg me for two."
tao’s eyes snap back open and he’s staring right into his own flushed face as he pleads, “please say two, daddy, please, i’m so close!”
"alright, baby boy, two." junmyeon chuckles, his voice filled with the lovely warmth and affection of afterglow, and tao’s eyes are leaking as much as his cock when he sobs again, cock jerking. he realizes he’s making small whimpering ‘ha!’ sounds on each thrust back now, surely audible to junmyeon.
"you’re doing so well, baby boy. i’ll let you come in a moment. it just makes daddy so happy to listen to you when you ride that toy. are you crying? if it were my cock inside you and i made you hold off this long you’d be crying by now."
tao responds with a long wail, muffled by the back of his wrist in his mouth and sobs out a “yes, daddy, i’m crying-“
"damn, wow, i felt that in my cock and i just came. you see what you do to me, my love? how you make me feel?”
tao’s fist slams to the tile again. his back is arched as far as it’ll go, knees, spread as far as they can.
"talk to me."
"i wish it was you daddy i wish it was you!" tao gasps, much too loud. his hand comes right back up, covering a scream and sucking air through his nose just to talk again. "oh fuck daddy can i please come daddy i miss you, i wanna come for you!"
"mm, language, baby boy,” junmyeon murmurs, a smirk in his voice. “you’ll take the belt for that when you get home. three.”
tao sucks air in between his fingers and pushes out a new set of tears as he freezes, trembling above the dildo. his balls pull up and ropes of come splash up his body, new waves coming as he finds it in him to push back a few times, bumping the toy against his spot and letting a high screech leak between his fingers.
"that’s my boy," says the voice on the phone, and yet another wave of orgasms shakes tao’s body. new tears follow the wet tracks down his cheeks.
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ENDING #1:
"that’s my boy," says the voice on the phone, and yet another wave of orgasms shakes tao’s body. new tears follow the wet tracks down his cheeks.
tao comes to a shuddering, exhausted halt with the whole thing buried in him right to the flared base, tears in his eyes. he came without so much as a teasing finger tracing his cock, that’s how much junmyeon turned him on.
junmyeon laughs. “you done?”
tao exhales hard and whispers, “yeah. oh, wait, i mean- yes, daddy.”
his cheeks heat again.
"good boy," junmyeon whispers. "okay, okay." he continues with a laugh in his voice. "you can take it out now, sweetheart."
tao lets each muscle group unlock one by one. his body gives another shudder as he pushes up and lifts off the toy, leaving his ass wet, twitching and empty and his skin covered in cooling sweat.
"where’d you come?"
"up my chest, daddy…" tao mumbles, suddenly shy. getting fucked always makes him wants a nap, and now he has to nap alone in his hotel bed, thousands of miles from junmyeon. he drags himself to his feet, knees creaking.
"mm. me too, on my belly. i wish you were here to clean me up."
tao smiles shyly, catching the eye of his own reflection. “me too, daddy.”
"sleepy, my little prince?"
"yeah, daddy." he drops the dildo in the sink and turns the tap on over it’ he’ll give it a good scrub later, but now he just leads it clean enough to get it back ins its plastic bag and in his suitcase.
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ENDING #2:
"that’s my boy," says the voice on the phone, and yet another wave of orgasms shakes tao’s body. new tears follow the wet tracks down his cheeks.
"don’t move," junmyeon whispers. "stay on that cock."
tao’s thighs shake with the effort.
"still with me?" junmyeon asks, and it’s not his dom voice- that’s boyfriend junmyeon, leader junmyeon, junmyeon checking in on him with a gentle laugh.
"yeah," tao whispers, breath catching as he shifts and feels the toy in him again. "i mean, yes daddy."
junmyeon laughs; sheets rustle. “aw, sweetie. your voice is so cute.” tao feels his cheeks heat, but his reflection in the mirror looks no different; he’s already flushed. suddenly the room feels terribly cold, and he shivers.
"apologize for your language."
tao winces, clenching around the toy as his body gives an involuntary shudder and his cock gives a dry jerk. “i’m sorry for swearing, daddy, i won’t do it again-“
"mmm," junmyeon answers, his tone hitting that sweet spot between condescending and understanding that makes tao turn to mush.
"that’s your third curse since you left, for a total of forty-five lashes when you get back so far. be good from now on, baby, cause you know daddy doesn’t want to hurt you so bad you can’t practice, and if you get more than sixty i’ll have to do something besides belting your bum… something even more painful. and we don’t want that, do we?"
"no, daddy…" tao chokes. he sniffs hard, trying to clear his nose.
"alright, my little prince. that’s for later. you were very good for me tonight- you can take it out now."
tao’s knees scream at him as he slowly rises off the dildo; he gives a sad whimper and junmyeon whispers, “are you okay, baby?”
"yes, daddy," tao whispers back. he’s got to clean up the dildo before yixing gets back, he can’t just leave it there, and get dressed before he can get into bed. he tugs at the suction cup that holds the toy to the tile with his fingernails and rises, reaching for the phone and taking it off speaker with a shaking hand.
"daddy?"
junmyeon hums, listening. tao likes the sound in his ear.
"can you just talk to me for a little while? please?" he looks up at the mirror to find his face blotchy and swollen,
"of course, sweetie." tao smiles weakly, dropping the dildo in the sink and turning the tap on. "i’ll talk while you get ready for bed, and when you’re ready, i’ll tell you a bedtime story."
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tao’s knees ache. he’s sweating even though the bathroom is cool, the moisture still in the air from yixing’s shower but the heat all gone. his eyes are locked with those of his reflection as he flips his head to keep his bangs out of his eyes.
"i wish i was there to see you," whispers the voice on speakerphone, and tao whimpers as he falls forward, hands slipping from his knees to the tile, riding back harder on the dildo suctioned to the floor.
"i wish too, daddy," he whines, breathless from the exertion of rocking back onto it, from the way junmyeon’s voice sounds desperate through the satellite network as it cuts through thousands of miles of ocean and land. his cock curves up to his belly between his split thighs, hard and untouched. that’s how junmyeon gets him.
"you’re not touching yourself, are you?" the phone purrs, and tao shakes his head enthusiastically at the same time junmyeon continues, "of course not. not my baby boy-"
tao groans, ass clenching around the dildo. fuck. fuck-
"not my good boy-“
tao cuts the resulting whine off into a squeak, his rocking growing shallower to keep the tip of the silicon shaft against his prostate. his ass is getting sore from the deep, long drags junmyeon had him start with, avoiding his spot, just fucking himself like he would if it were daddy’s cock and all about daddy’s pleasure.
"are you getting close, angel?" junmyeon asks, and his voice is strained. tao gasps and lets his breath out as a panicked ‘mm-hm!’ as another string of precome leaks from the tip of his cock and onto the floor.
“fuck, that’s hot. oh, fuck, are you gonna come like this? fucking yourself, without daddy’s hands on your cock or his mouth on your nipples? just because i tell you to?”
"a-almost-"
"what do you need, baby?"
tao whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment and rolling his head back before forcing them open again; junmyeon instructed him to watch himself as he rides the toy and he won’t disobey his daddy, even if he won’t get caught. “i… i need…”
junmyeon groans into the phone. “tell me, baby-“
"i just wanna be good-"
"oh, shit, baby, but you are good, you’re so good-” junmyeon makes an embarrassing noise into the phone, one tao gets punished for teasing him about - “oh, fuck, fuck-“
"daddy, are you coming?" tao whispers, his voice husky and higher than usual.
there’s silence.
tao’s cock throbs and his ass clenches- he stills on the dildo on the bodily knowledge that to move would be to build to orgasm. another string of precome pushes up his shaft as junmyeon’s breath can be heard again over the phone, and tao wishes he could feel it, imagines the tension of junmyeon’s muscles against his stomach, imagines his hot breath against his neck.
tao realizes his eyes are closed in fantasy and opens them; he moves again obediently, as he wasn’t given permission to stop. when they first started, tao would have at this point in a scene been overwhelmed with the delight of feeling slutty, open, used- at some point along the way, as junmyeon grew more confident in his role, it started being less about being degraded and more about doing what junmyeon liked. now, he hardly gave a thought to the exhibitionism or force that used to thrill him, except on occasion. all that turned out to have been means for the end of what really turned him on: pleasing someone he loves.
"baby?" junmyeon murmurs, and tao’s whole body tenses at how warm and intimate and sated he sounds.
"daddy!" tao blurts, and then covers his mouth in embarassment. yixing isn’t back to the hotel from shopping yet but if he gets much louder, the room next door might hear him.
"you’re ready to come now?" junmyeon murmurs, and the voice is too loud for a moment as he adjusts himself, jostling the phone. tao nods frantically, whimpering an ‘mm-hm’, biting his lip. "daddy’s finished, sweetie. you were so good. listening to you enjoy yourself makes daddy so happy-"
tao tenses his abs and thighs, trying to hold back orgasm without slowing down. he’s biting his fingers now. he has to keep moving. he has to. daddy said.
"and you were good the whole time, i’m sure, not touching yourself even once and you’re still ready to come for daddy- were you good?"
tao’s whole world is his daddy’s voice and the slide of the dildo in his stretched ass. ”i was good, daddy, i was good-“
"and you’re watching yourself in the mirror? watching daddy’s slut fuck himself on a cock to practice staying open for daddy?"
"yes!" tao cries around fingers sunk into the softness of his tongue. his cock is dripping constantly and his balls ache, the soreness in his knees not forgotten but instead adding to his arousal-
"then on the count of three, let daddy hear you come, sweetie, okay?"
"yes, daddy," tao sobs, "yes yes yes-"
junmyeon chuckles. “that sweet voice crying for me. you’re so cute. one.”
tao whimpers, arching and tucking his chin down as he squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. his ass feels hot from the stretch and the friction, the lube growing slightly tacky by now, but there’s no time for more-
"almost there, love. i just want to drag it out cause i love listening to you so much, you know? you’re so cute i don’t know what to do. beg me for two."
tao’s eyes snap back open and he’s staring right into his own flushed face as he pleads, “please say two, daddy, please, i’m so close!”
"alright, baby boy, two." junmyeon chuckles, his voice filled with the lovely warmth and affection of afterglow, and tao’s eyes are leaking as much as his cock when he sobs again, cock jerking. he realizes he’s making small whimpering ‘ha!’ sounds on each thrust back now, surely audible to junmyeon.
"you’re doing so well, baby boy. i’ll let you come in a moment. it just makes daddy so happy to listen to you when you ride that toy. are you crying? if it were my cock inside you and i made you hold off this long you’d be crying by now."
tao responds with a long wail, muffled by the back of his wrist in his mouth and sobs out a “yes, daddy, i’m crying-“
"damn, wow, i felt that in my cock and i just came. you see what you do to me, my love? how you make me feel?”
tao’s fist slams to the tile again. his back is arched as far as it’ll go, knees, spread as far as they can.
"talk to me."
"i wish it was you daddy i wish it was you!" tao gasps, much too loud. his hand comes right back up, covering a scream and sucking air through his nose just to talk again. "oh fuck daddy can i please come daddy i miss you, i wanna come for you!"
"mm, language, baby boy,” junmyeon murmurs, a smirk in his voice. “you’ll take the belt for that when you get home. three.”
tao sucks air in between his fingers and pushes out a new set of tears as he freezes, trembling above the dildo. his balls pull up and ropes of come splash up his body, new waves coming as he finds it in him to push back a few times, bumping the toy against his spot and letting a high screech leak between his fingers.
"that’s my boy," says the voice on the phone, and yet another wave of orgasms shakes tao’s body. new tears follow the wet tracks down his cheeks.
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ENDING #1:
"that’s my boy," says the voice on the phone, and yet another wave of orgasms shakes tao’s body. new tears follow the wet tracks down his cheeks.
tao comes to a shuddering, exhausted halt with the whole thing buried in him right to the flared base, tears in his eyes. he came without so much as a teasing finger tracing his cock, that’s how much junmyeon turned him on.
junmyeon laughs. “you done?”
tao exhales hard and whispers, “yeah. oh, wait, i mean- yes, daddy.”
his cheeks heat again.
"good boy," junmyeon whispers. "okay, okay." he continues with a laugh in his voice. "you can take it out now, sweetheart."
tao lets each muscle group unlock one by one. his body gives another shudder as he pushes up and lifts off the toy, leaving his ass wet, twitching and empty and his skin covered in cooling sweat.
"where’d you come?"
"up my chest, daddy…" tao mumbles, suddenly shy. getting fucked always makes him wants a nap, and now he has to nap alone in his hotel bed, thousands of miles from junmyeon. he drags himself to his feet, knees creaking.
"mm. me too, on my belly. i wish you were here to clean me up."
tao smiles shyly, catching the eye of his own reflection. “me too, daddy.”
"sleepy, my little prince?"
"yeah, daddy." he drops the dildo in the sink and turns the tap on over it’ he’ll give it a good scrub later, but now he just leads it clean enough to get it back ins its plastic bag and in his suitcase.
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ENDING #2:
"that’s my boy," says the voice on the phone, and yet another wave of orgasms shakes tao’s body. new tears follow the wet tracks down his cheeks.
"don’t move," junmyeon whispers. "stay on that cock."
tao’s thighs shake with the effort.
"still with me?" junmyeon asks, and it’s not his dom voice- that’s boyfriend junmyeon, leader junmyeon, junmyeon checking in on him with a gentle laugh.
"yeah," tao whispers, breath catching as he shifts and feels the toy in him again. "i mean, yes daddy."
junmyeon laughs; sheets rustle. “aw, sweetie. your voice is so cute.” tao feels his cheeks heat, but his reflection in the mirror looks no different; he’s already flushed. suddenly the room feels terribly cold, and he shivers.
"apologize for your language."
tao winces, clenching around the toy as his body gives an involuntary shudder and his cock gives a dry jerk. “i’m sorry for swearing, daddy, i won’t do it again-“
"mmm," junmyeon answers, his tone hitting that sweet spot between condescending and understanding that makes tao turn to mush.
"that’s your third curse since you left, for a total of forty-five lashes when you get back so far. be good from now on, baby, cause you know daddy doesn’t want to hurt you so bad you can’t practice, and if you get more than sixty i’ll have to do something besides belting your bum… something even more painful. and we don’t want that, do we?"
"no, daddy…" tao chokes. he sniffs hard, trying to clear his nose.
"alright, my little prince. that’s for later. you were very good for me tonight- you can take it out now."
tao’s knees scream at him as he slowly rises off the dildo; he gives a sad whimper and junmyeon whispers, “are you okay, baby?”
"yes, daddy," tao whispers back. he’s got to clean up the dildo before yixing gets back, he can’t just leave it there, and get dressed before he can get into bed. he tugs at the suction cup that holds the toy to the tile with his fingernails and rises, reaching for the phone and taking it off speaker with a shaking hand.
"daddy?"
junmyeon hums, listening. tao likes the sound in his ear.
"can you just talk to me for a little while? please?" he looks up at the mirror to find his face blotchy and swollen,
"of course, sweetie." tao smiles weakly, dropping the dildo in the sink and turning the tap on. "i’ll talk while you get ready for bed, and when you’re ready, i’ll tell you a bedtime story."
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