THEMES:
inexperienced!sub!renjun x domme!reader ✧ new relationship au ✧ future smut ✧ nsfw
WARNING:
3.4k wc ✧ teasing (giving) ✧ light degradation (giving) ✧ sex toys ✧ brief jealousy ✧ titles/ pet names (babyboy, angel, baby) ✧ mistress kink
SONG PLAYING:
우리집 My House ✧ 2PM
Requested by anonymous
My plan had been to wake up early so Renjun wouldn't notice my mysterious absence, but that failed when I realized that he'd woken up long before me, sitting on the sofa with a hot tea cup in his hand, thin silver glasses sitting on his cute nose for almost an hour. He'd woken up naturally and not because of me or an alarm (oh, how I wish I could wake up early naturally!). And since he didn't want to wake me up during a not busy weekend, he decided to leave the bed and spend his morning chilling, drawing random drabbles of Moomin while waiting for me in the living room before he had given up and went to lay down next to me again.
When I finally was awake because of my obnoxious, disgusting, whore alarm and felt Renjun's presence beside me on the bed, I thought he was still sound asleep and had no idea he'd already done his whole morning routine and all of that shit already when I was asleep. Therefore I proceeded with my plan and went on with my usual morning routine — bathroom business and outfit changing — ready to step outside the door and go on a secret errand until a light voice chirped behind me.
"Where are you going?"
Completely taken aback, I turned my face from the doorway to the bed. And there Renjun was fully awake, casually drawing on a notepad with his hair all messed up and fluffy, his eyes half closed and his lips pouty.
"Baby, since when have you been awake?" I asked to distract him from his own question so I could come up with an excuse that wouldn't be suspicious. Truth was that I wanted to go to the Red Container, a sex toy chain in Seoul I hadn't visited since dating him (actually the first sex toy store I had physically been to because in my country people mostly order toys online).
"Since an hour ago, I think," he said calmly, putting down his pen.
"Then why didn't you say 'good morning' or something? I thought you were sleeping."
He looked down on his notepad and avoided my eyes. Then it clicked. Amused, I crossed my arms, "You were watching me changing, weren't you?"
"N-No," he lied.
"Awww, Babyboy, you're so nasty~"
He hid under the covers, blushing like hell. He was always so embarrassed when I caught him acting non-purly and when I teased him about it. It was adorable. Little baby loved acting like the purest angel virgin who'd never done or even fantasised about any non-religious activities.
"Well, I'm going to do some errands. Why don't you eat in the meantime? Or do you want to wait for what I buy? Brötchen perhaps?"
Still under the covers, he said with a muffled voice, "I wanna go with you."
"Uh— I'm just going to a bakery real quick. And then to Daiso to buy cheap hand soap. You can stay and inspect the fridge and text me what we need!" I insisted a little too much.
My boyfriend unfolded the covers so I could see the top of his head and his eyes only, "Please~"
"But, Babyboy, you woke up an hour early, surely you want to sleep back that hour?" I tried to convince him.
"No," he looked up into my eyes.
"I'll come back and cuddle you. Alright, Baby?"
He pulled the covers off so he could sit up and whined, "But I want to go with you!"
"But I have a surprise for you!" I answered with the same tone and expression to mimic him.
"Please, don't leave me alone," he gave me his best try at puppy eyes with a small pout.
When he saw that I wasn't reacting how he wanted, he went the only path he knew was left. "Please, please, please, please!" he begged and furrowed his eyebrows in an attempt to make me feel guilty so he could get what he wanted. "You don't want to hang out with your own boyfriend?"
I huffed and gave up. "OK then, if you insis—"
"Yes!" he interrupted me before I could finish my word and dashed to the bathroom to get ready.
I chuckled. He'd slept less than normal, yet he still had the energy to go out. To make time pass I picked up the abandoned notepad from the bed to see what he'd been doing instead of sleeping. Santa Moomin, Spiderman Moomin, Pikachu Moomin, Avatar Moomin, Moonbin Moomin — any Moomin you could think of he had drawn. I smiled.
An embarrassed cough came from in front of me, sweeping away my attention from the cute doodles. I looked up from the notepad and saw his fresher self. He was neat in all aspects. Everything about him screamed softie — from his styled, but still fluffy, hair to his still tired eyes and those adorable glasses I always complimented him on. He had a big collection of glasses but he always wore this specific pair when he was with me because he secretly loved how cute my words made him feel.
"I'm ready."
"I can see that. Wow, my little nasty is so cute," I said and gave him the elevator eyes, teasing him about what he did before.
He was wearing one of my oversized hoodies and was drowning in it in the most non-violent, lovely way. With a small giggle and blush he hit me lightly on the shoulder to hide his embarrassment.
"You look even cuter than these Moomins!" I giggled and gave him a peck on the cheek before I put the notepad on the nightstand.
"Thank you," he smiled.
I patted his head and smiled back. "Mask on."
He got the memo and put one on.
"Good. Now let's go."
That was enough for him to follow right after me to the car, quickly intertwining his fingers with mine although we would be in the elevator for only two minutes max before we had to separate our hands in the car. He was always so fond of small physical touches like that. When he sat down on the passenger seat he had no idea where we were going and he had no idea how it was going to make him feel. Honestly, I had no idea about the latter either but I hoped he wouldn't be weirded out by it. After buying Brötchen and some jam and cheese and a cheap hand soap that smelt like grape, I was considering whether to take him to the sex shop or just to push it back to next week and go by myself. But my body did what it wanted and before I knew it we were in the parking lot and just meters away from a Red Container shop.
"We're here," I said monotonously.
He looked up. The logo was red and was very familiar since he'd seen this shop ever time he went to Hongdae or any other neighborhood with many university students. It's funny how for years every time he'd walked past one, seen the red logo, read that it said 19+, he'd always been embarrassed because every single time one of his friends like Jaemin or the other non-virgins would always make a sex joke or talk about fantasies they had or toys they wanted to try — and Renjun was always quiet. He wasn't a virgin anymore but he certainly felt like a virgin in the sex toy department.
I heard a gulp from his way. This wasn't the type of store he had imagined we'd go to. He'd thought we'd just make a one minute stop at CU, 7/11 or another convenience store to get banana milk or onigiri or honey chips or something simple.
"I'm going in now. Feel free to join but if you don't want to that's fine too just control yourself and don't eat all my Brötchen, thanks," I said and got out of the car as soon as I said it, so he wouldn't feel awkward or pressured.
After ten seconds, he opened the door too. I was mildly shocked. What shocked him the most when we got into the store, though, wasn't the fact there were cucumber and eggplant shaped and colored dildo vibrators; no, it was that it seemed like I was familiar with the shop and even the worker who I had greeted upon opening the door very naturally as if I wasn't in a fucking sex shop.
"Hi, Eunwoo," I greeted a guy that worked there.
"You finally brought your boyfriend with you, I see," 'Eunwoo' responded with a smirk and raised eyebrow.
Renjun was happy he had listened to me and put his mask on like I'd told him or else everyone in the small shop would've seen the redness on his cheeks.
"Hey! Don't tease him! It's his first time you know," I joked, knowing Renjun probably was a bit embarrassed.
My boyfriend hid behind me and lightly touched my arm. It was his way of saying 'I feel awkward and I don't know what to do, please lead this situation' without actually saying it.
"Really his first time? Too bad. I always thought you'd use toys on me some day—"
"Eunwoo, do you want a slap?" I joked.
"Yes, please," he joked back (we had this type of humor together to not be awkward every time I came to buy a new fun thing), very entertained by Renjun's wide, flabbergasted eyes.
I shot Eunwoo a warning glare.
"I'm just kidding, of course," he winked.
Renjun didn't believe the flirty, so-called Eunwoo guy was kidding there for a second. He got a bit upset by how comfortable this handsome man felt talking about sexual topics with me.
"Anyway do you guys need help?"
If your boyfriend was surprised before he was absolutely speechless now. After visiting this store chain a few times I knew that it wasn't uncommon for the worker to ask if the customer needed help since the worker knows every single toy in the store, also what's popular to recommend and sex toys are so personal, and sometimes expensive, so you don't want to buy the wrong product — however, Renjun didn't know this and so he suspected that Eunwoo, again, was flirting with me or trying to embarrass him.
(a/n. I need to tell smth funny that happened when I went there. So I told the worker 'I'm looking for a couples toy' and by that I meant smth like a cock ring that had a vibrator to stimulate my clit when it was on my partner's dick and the worker looked at me and said 'all toys are couples toys' and Istg I was so surprised by how wise that sounded. Like I didn't expect to hear any wise words from a STRANGER IN A SEX STORE LOL💀 anyway I live by those words from now on thanks to that lovely woman🫶😘)
"No, thanks, I got it. We're just gonna explore but if we need anything specific I'll let you know."
To distract him from overthinking, I dragged my boyfriend away to check out a random aisle. In front of us was a diverse collection of vibrators. Big, medium, small. Ball-shaped, square-shaped, cylinder-shaped. Black, ivy blue, wine red. Some with remotes, some without. I told him some information about the sex toys like how some were made to stimulate the clitoris, others for the g-spot, way too few were for anal and one or two were tiny and used for nipples. And in this aisle all of the vibrators were USB charged and not battery driven — thank fuck for that! — which also meant all of them were water proof.
"Hmmm... Which one should we get, Angel?" At those words his heart rate went out the roof of this sinner palace and Renjun swore I could see his sweat forming on his forehead.
"U-U-Uhm—" he stuttered and felt how his cheeks grew the same color as the Valentine's-Day-themed vibrator standing in front of his nose. He knew that I'd ask that question but somehow when I gave him a quick sex lesson, he had lost himself in interest learning about the sinners tools and forgotten to even place the products in the context of his own life and think about what he wanted to actually try using.
"Now that Valentine's Day is over these ones have a discount," I picked up one from a Valentine's Day limited edition collection that was now out of holiday season. It was small in size (suitable as someone's first vibrator), pink and with red hearts all over it. "This one is used to stick up your cute butt. It's super adorable and perfect for you, don't you think?"
Now there was no way he could deny his flustered state, his naked ears turning the same color as his covered cheeks. "No comment."
I laughed and put down the toy next to the many other vibrators in the Valentine's Day collection. "Remote or no remote?"
"I-I-I— Y-You pick," he rushed out with a voice crack in the middle of the short sentence.
I laughed once again. This was too much fun. Seeing him all shy and red was — as expected — very appealing. I should bring him with me to sex shops more often.
After patting his head, I turned him to look me in the eyes and said as seriously as I could with a smile, "Baby, I don't want to buy a toy you're not interested in, please tell me what's going on in your head. I can't read your mind. I won't judge you, Baby, I have a whole ass collection after all." I ended the little pep talk with a kiss to his forehead.
"OK," he knew that he probably should try to communicate more but he was shy and just needed a little encouraging push.
"Hmm. M-Maybe this one," he picked up the same you you and in your hand a minute before, "I think it's probably the best option actually. I'm too scared of the others," he said and stared at a bright red monster dildo vibrator that was supposed to be used on the floor or wall and that could rotate in a circle inside whatever hole it was shoved into.
"Are you sure? You don't need to pick this just because I said it was perfect for you, Babyboy," I held his other hand and lifted it to my lips to kiss.
He smiled, "Don't worry. I'm sure."
"Alright then, Baby. Now let's move on," I said and watched him hide deeper into the hoodie as he walked one hand in mine and the other holding onto a colorful vibrator.
After walking deeper into the store, in a more secluded area for BDSM toys, you halted. "Look, this is a perfect match with the vibrator and your red face!" I pointed at a pair of fluffy, pink handcuffs.
With his vibrator-holding hand, he pulled the two laces of the hoodie until his whole face was covered. "Stop embarrassing me, please," he mumbled and turned around from me.
I back hugged him and giggled. Not sure whether to show his excitement or not, he whined again and smiled a little at my gesture. "Now hold this for me, Babyboy," I ordered after I put his hood down.
He turned around and held the cuffs for me involuntarily because I shoved them into his embrace before he could get too embarrassed again. It was so funny seeing my 'pure' (perverted) boyfriend blushing with one pink and hearty vibrator in one hand and pink, fluffy hand cuffs in his other. I wanted to take a polaroid picture and hang it up next to the mirror in my bedroom so I could giggle and smile every morning. But I controlled myself for the sake of his embarrassment (and also because I didn't bring a camera, of course).
This morning, when Renjun woke up, he'd had no idea that he would have these items in his hands. Hell, he never thought he'd ever even so much as see these items in his whole life. Toys for sex was only ever a topic of discussion whenever his more experienced friends — who sometimes even were younger than him — wanted to make fun of Renjun's virginity (hello NoMin) or to brag about having used various toys already (hi Haechan you shameless slut).
After being lost in his thoughts he came back to reality and realized I had already walked a bit further away. His nervousness rose higher.
"Hey, you, the boyfriend," Eunwoo called out to the visibly confused Renjun.
"Uhm, yeah?"
"You can leave those," Eunwoo nodded towards the toys in Renjun's hands, "here at the counter so you can go carry more toys for your girlfriend."
With a blush that Eunwoo thankfully couldn't see, Renjun did as he was told and left to go to my side again without sex toys in his arms this time. After he was safe on my arm, whining about how I left him, he finally looked up at the aisle in front of us. The walls were filled with what looked like tools for torture that he'd only ever seen in the extreme section of PornHub that he'd accidentally clicked onto once (he preferred gentle femdom JOI videos).
With a black, braided flogger in my hand — because a plain flogger wasn't enough — I had an guilty smile on. "This is the last thing I'm getting. I promise I'm not gonna keep you waiting any more for breakfast, Baby."
at night.
We were cuddling like normal on the couch as a film from the Insidious series was playing on the TV. Since breakfast until now, Renjun had acted more flustered and shier than normal, which wasn't shocking considering our shopping spree. He stuttered more than normal, so much that he would get embarrassed of himself and stop to take a breath before attempting to talk again. Oh and his cheeks got red as soon as I kept eye contact with him for more than three seconds, hiding in my neck or shoulder.
Usually film time was very relaxing and cuddly and fun with both of us commenting on the characters and saying cute things to each other but considering how he'd acted so far today it was no surprise that he acted differently during this film. He was in only my hoodie and a pair of boxers, 'because it was so warm' as he'd explained to me when I teased him. His head was on my shoulder and his fingers kept fidgeting. That was no problem. But, he was silent. I made a funny observation about the side characters' non existing rizz. Nothing. It was kind of annoying but I understood that due to the new experience today he was probably a bit overwhelmed. His hands got clammy and his body felt like it was on fire. He started moving in different positions, trying to find a comfortable one.
"Baby, stop moving," I said a bit annoyed because I was trying to hear the film.
He let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding, and sat up. Noticing he wasn't paying attention anymore, I paused the movie and turned to him.
"Is everything ok, Baby?"
"I-I— Uhm—" he tried his best to form a sentence but that seemed to be impossible when his heart was throbbing in his throat.
"What is it, Babyboy? You know you don't have to be scared to talk to me," I said with a soft tone and combed his hair away from his eyes with my fingers.
"I-I wa-want to t-try out—" he stuttered and didn't dare look anywhere but my eyes.
"Want to try out what?" I asked, completely oblivious to what he was going to say.
"The th-things from the sh-shop," he mumbled, blushing.
"You mean the toys?" I asked with a giggle.
"Y-Yeah," he said with a small smile, feeling more assured because of my giggling.
"Baby, you know you don't have to rush for me," I said, knowing he lived to please me.
"Please, Mistress," he said without hesitation, which was more than enough to show that he really wanted to do it. Wow, my 'pure' boyfriend called me Mistress, how unpredictable and out of character. He must've kept some dirty fantasies secret from me.
I smirked.
"Say it again."
"P-Please, Mistress," he gulped, the blush reaching his ears at this point.
I looked down and lifted his hands from his lap and moved the edge of my hoodie away from his thighs. There it was. A boner. "Pl-Please, Mistress."
A/N.
if ur voting on boys planet — VOTE FOR THE GLOBAL TRAINEES! the Korean trainees have an unfair voting advantage (even the untalented ones🫣)and I just know that half of the global members will be wiped out bc of this💀🥲
I'm voting for Ricky, Jay, Mathew, Zang Hao, Haruto, Keita, Cong, Anthony, Winnie🫶🍏
QOTD.
Best NCT Dream b-sides?
AOTD.
• drippin'
• 119
• deja vu
• irreplaceable
Fr I think Dream had the best b-sides in NCT😍🤌
✧ ੈ ✧ ‧₊˚ * ੈ ✧‧₊˚＊* ੈ ✧ ‧₊˚ * ੈ ✧‧₊˚＊* ✧ ੈ ✧
❝ It's alright
우리 집으로 가자 (Woo 우리 집으로) ❞
( It's alright
Let's go to my house (Woo to my house) )
—2pm; 2015