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taeil // pushed to the edge

'pushed to the edge'

original author: sluttyten on Tumblr (link at the end)

description: You made Taeil angry when you sent him a video of you playing with yourself while he was away, so the moment he gets home, he'll show you the wrongness of your ways.

enjoy!

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We'll talk about this when I get home.

You stare at the message on your phone, at the video clip you'd sent to Taeil just before that, and you bite your lip nervously. You know you shouldn't have pushed him, shouldn't have tried to make him mad, but part of you looks forward to being punished.

Taeil should be getting home any moment now. You know the plane landed because you saw the photos online, so you know it's only a matter of time before he walks through that door.

We'll talk about this when I get home.

The clock seems to be moving faster, you swear. And although touching yourself got you into this whole mess, you kind of want to touch yourself now. Just thinking of what Taeil will do when he gets there has you wet.

We'll talk about this when I get home.

You move around the place, cleaning things about absentmindedly, nervously moving stuff around, just anticipating the moment you'll get to see Taeil again after he's been gone for a week.

You're busy organizing magazines on the coffee table when you hear the door open and close. Slowly you turn to look, and there Taeil stands, already sliding his belt off, and he calls your name with a certain edge to his voice. You look back down at the magazines.

"Did you think I would just forgive you, baby?" Taeil snaps his belt against his palm, and a shiver works it's way along your spine. "I told you to be good for me while I was away, and what do you do?"

You hear the floor creak and then Taeil's standing beside you, his belt rolled around his hand, and he thrusts his phone in front of your face.

The video you sent him is playing on the screen. You see your head thrown back, your fingers between your legs, wetness glistening on skin, and your slightly-distorted voice comes through the speakers moaning Taeil's name.

"You knew I wouldn't let you get away with this, so why did you do it?" His hand touches your thigh, once again sending a shiver through you, and this time you look up and meet his eyes. "Did you want me to punish you baby?"

"Taeil," You grab his hand. "I'm sorry."

He shakes his head. "No, you're not. Get up. Come on."

You stand and Taeil reaches for the waistband of your pants and he pulls them down right away. You'd foregone panties that morning, knowing that Taeil would be coming home, and now as he sees your cute butt on clear display for him, Taeil tuts at you.

"I missed you," You tell him, reaching out to run your fingers through his hair, and you settle down on his lap. "The bed gets lonely when you're not here. I get needy, oppa."

Taeil shakes his head, and pushes you from his lap. "No. Bend over for me."  He pats his thigh, and you take the position, bent over his lap. Taeil's hand goes to your bottom, and then you feel the cold touch of his leather belt, and a thrill goes through you. This is why you sent him that video. This is what you wanted.

"Now, I want you to count for me, baby."

You nod.

The first swing of the belt comes down against your ass, stinging red hot, and you moan, "One."